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I like san Francisco and do not want to leave (or go back to school)

Spree

When I was younger, I was a big fan of Goosebumps books. It was a gift from the publishing world: as kids, we never have the chance to make our own decisions Now, with these choose-our-own ending books, we had the empowering opportunity to make decisions for others. Although the characters were purely fictional in a purely fictional situation, we dictated how the story would end. I admit that I was weary of the outcomes. Even as a seven year old with a limited vocabulary and the naivety that would make my mother proud, I saw through the disguise of trouble that lay ahead. Obviously he shouldn't crawl into that dark hole in the neighborhood abandoned house, what kind of person do you think I am? Yet, after making all the "safe" choices that ultimately led to the most desirable outcome, I went through each possible scenario, carefully navigating through the story and encountering the consequences or happy endings. 

In retrospect, I feel like a lot of choices I've made were chosen through this exact method. Sometimes the luxury of time does not exist and I am forced to quickly make a decision. At the first sign of uncertainty, I make the safe choice and move forward. Its only when I have bypassed the situation that I stop and consider the available options and therefore assess if I had made the right choice. Unfortunately, my foresight is not as keen as it was reading those books. 

I guess that's why I'm in the business school.

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On a side note: if it weren't for the extended periods of power outages as a result of typhoons hitting Guam and the island's poor infrastructure, I probably would have never read. So, by association, thank the poor management of the government for my success (or lack thereof). 

Did this really happen?

Because I've been sick, I've been asleep more than I've been awake in the last two days. While this has been the case, I have been the most productive in the time I actually was awake (except for the missing class part). I even did something voluntary when it came to a group project!

Adding more to the pot of satisfactory news, Alex came over last night to deliver my Chinese homework and spent the night. There is nothing better than a second nose and a pair of eyes to look out for signs of my apartment burning down.

Aside from my fear of burning down my house, its nice not having crippling episodes of anxiety.

I'm so glad this quarter is almost over. Let's hope I pass all my classes.

Speaking of classes, this is how my last real quarter of college looks like:

	Monday	Tuesday	Wednesday	Thursday	Friday
8:30
9:00
9:30
10:00
10:30		MKTG 490 A BLM 304		MKTG 490 A BLM 304
11:00
11:30
12:00
12:30		MKTG 410 B BLM 311		MKTG 410 B BLM 311
1:00
1:30
2:00
2:30		I BUS 490 B BLM 408		I BUS 490 B BLM 408
3:00
3:30
4:00
4:30 p	I S 300 B BLM 209		I S 300 B BLM 209
5:00 p
5:30 p				I S 300 B BLM 402
6:00 p
6:30 p				I BUS 491 F BLM 207
7:00 p
7:30 p
8:00 p

I know, right?

Do you have any tips on how I should get through a 10 hour school day (with a one hour break after a 6 hour block)?