I bet that you look good on the dancefloor.

Song: "I Bet That You Look Good On The Dancefloor" by Arctic Monkeys

May 21st

Today was optics in the morning, and then I was off to be the student representative for my optics and my physics class for the Physics Student Liaison Meeting (aka I was told there was free lunch and was "elected" to represent everyone's opinions on class).

The liaison meeting was weird, because it was me and three of my professors, plus about 4 other professors and about 4 other students. I expressed my grievances and gave my opinions and told them that we all really wanted a stapler in the physics computer lab. They laughed, but that might have been the most serious thing I said the whole day. I was stunned about how panicked I was over the whole thing, and how shaky and not confident my voice sounded. I felt really out of my element. But there were free sandwiches and chocolates, so that was cool.

After that I came home, and waited until it was time to finish up my physics assignment with Jay. We worked and then went to ubar for student night. It was mildly entertaining. Half of our crew never made it, which I found out while texting on my bed to see if the party was still going on elsewhere. I was going to join them, and instead I fell asleep.