Posted February 7th, 2004 by Michelle

Too much information, running through my brain.

Too much information, driving me insane

I’ve heard twelve or thirteen Police songs in the last couple of days, but it’s this one that’s stuck with me. There is so much going on that I’m exhausted from the sheer volume of it, but at the same time, I read my brother Sean’s blog and I remember what it was like to be in New York where peoples’ lives are actually sometimes hard.

I’m still in the waiting game, days away from finding out if this major change in my life is going to happen. It’s a longer process than I first thought, but if I don’t have a clear decision by Wednesday than I shall make the decison for them. I have the rest of my life to plan, including a possible trip back to NYC to see Sean and Jordi do Shakespeare in Queens, and I’m anxious to get on with it.

I’m in another class at the Rudd Center-CIA/Greystone. This one’s called “Sensory Analysis” and is taught by the polar oppposite of Karen MacNeil. John B., as we are to call him, is an affable and funny guy, prone to cracking silly jokes and then laughing at them. He’s brilliant, though, and he is also a gifted teacher, but his style is opposite of Karen’s. So far the class is also a little elementary but I hope we really dive in tomorrow. It’s only a two day class, and I want to get a lot out of it.

I saw “In America” tonight and it has clearly left me at a loss for words. I ought to stop writing before I get any more distracted. If you haven’t seen it yet, well. You really ought.