This is Sharon. Sharon ls screaming inside.

Isn’t early December just the greatest? Thanksgiving sweeps you off your feet, feeds you, pampers you, and unceremoniously drops you back into reality. You’re left disoriented in the calm before the storm – the ultimate finals storm. It’s not like you’re actually doing your finals, but you will be very soon, and it’s almost as if sitting with that knowledge is worse than actually experiencing it. Overwhelmed? That’s okay. Today’s field notes will show you that we’re all on the same boat.

Giving Up In Academia:

• A bottle of Jameson was passed around the seminar.
• Went to philosophy club. Got three glasses of free wine because no one wanted to drink it. Someone had dropped their pen in the bottle, but I know the material world isn’t real!
• Made $50 from psych studies and spent $40 of it as of Monday morning.
• Spent the week high on Vicodin from a wisdom tooth surgery, didn’t attend one single lecture, and somehow ended up the only one in my class who was granted an extension for the essay that was due.
• Had my third midterm for a class. The fourth one is next week, just two days before the final. Why.
• Got discounts for seven people to attend a conference and only two (including me) showed up.

Giving Up Your Social Life:

• Brought Christmas crackers to a party. Americans do not understand Christmas crackers.
• Formally mourned the imminent death of our dear friend bored@butler.
• Left a comment on a YouTube video for the first time since middle school.
• Made a fan twitter for my friend. It got out of hand really quickly, but I’m proud of it.
• Went to the Kerry James Marshall exhibit and cried in front of a lot of strangers.
• Ordered one drink at art bar and managed to drag it out to a two hour stay. Felt bad when the hostess eventually asked if a standing couple could take our seats.
• About six different guys flaked on me on Thursday… just…. sad.

Giving Up Your (Mental Or Physical) Health:

• Lost my ring in a bar bathroom near St. Mark’s place. Went back, fished through trash can and found it.
• Learned more about the Dory account on Twitter – bad for the mind!
• Had quite a lot to drink on Friday night but woke up not at all hungover on Saturday.
• Spent a good hour shoving tourists aside to get to the Rockefeller Center tree lighting. It wasn’t that I wanted to go as much as the NYPD said it would be impossible to get in, which got me really determined. I made it, but at what cost?
• When I walked back into class after Thanksgiving break I just started screaming out loud. I think it was a breakdown.