Eye'm Restless

So school has officially turned me into a crazy person; I have a twitch. Seriously, my eyelid has been non-stop tweaking ever since I got out of ballet around noon. Just to show how annoying this has been for me, I am going to let you know every single time my eye twitches while writing this note. *twitch*

*twitch* It has been an eventful few days back. I've plunged right into my TA duties and it has been wonderful. Basically, *twitch* all of the TAs are amazing people. I think that the prerequisites for being hired are you must be nerdy, awkward, and hilarious. During our ice breaker question, one of the guys said that even though he had been searching for a reason for 20 minutes and come up with nothing, if he could be any person or thing, he would be asparagus. And I feel so legit *twitch* now that I have access to all the secret meetings, computer labs, supply rooms, free food, and copy machines(with colored *twitch* paper!). Not to brag or anything, but I also have my own mailbox. I don't care that there will never actually be mail in it, I *twitch* have one. Plus, one of the meeting spaces is ridiculously pretty. We use it around 6:00 when the sun is starting to go down and it is on the sixth floor of the cs building with huge windows. So much *twitch* awesome.

Hand in hand with TA-ing, I taught my first section today. Even though half the students went to the wrong room because it was changed recently, it went decently well. I made *twitch* them do the typical ice breaker questions and bribed them with candy, like all the other TAs. And then I proceeded *twitch* *twitch* to attempt to teach programming with chalk and a blackboard. If I were half as good at writing quickly and legibly on a blackboard as my Italian Calc TA was, this would have been fine. I may have to go practice my chalk technique, cause it could use a lot of work.

My other classes have been going well. Even *twitch* when I noticed the depressingly low amount of females in the classes I'm taking. Seriously, what is it with most girls and upper level math/science classes? I guess *twitch* *twitch* the 15 other girls in my math 308 class and *twitch* I will just have to rep our gender that much harder. The classes themselves look doable though. I'm being taught about linear systems by a lovely Eastern European (possibly Russian) woman and physics by a plethora of online homework websites. I'm also making friends with a planner for the first time in my life. Organization... who knew?

Now I'm left dealing with this twitch. I had it when I taught my first section, I had it walking around my campus, *twitch* I had it while meeting with the awesome cs people I will be spending so much time with, and I had it the entire miserable bus ride home. Staring out the window, feeling like a loser with a tweaky, twitchy eye and just wishing the hour *twitch* commute could go by faster. The only upside is that you can't really see it. Well, you can, but only if you stare at my left eye and wait for a tiny movement. But after freaking out when it first happened, and then dealing *twitch* with it all day, I told my mother who proceeded to let me know that she gets this frequently. Here I thought I was just slowly suffering from a weird stroke, or school had actually caused me to go fully insane. Apparently when I'm *twitch* overly stressed out, or tired, or possibly because my one good eye is overworked and needs to tweak out a bit, I will get this oh-so-attractive twitch. Thanks mom, you could really take this *twitch* crappy piece of genetics back. Seriously, I'd be fine without it.

I must bid you adieu for now, and go try and sleep my eye back to normalcy. That is, *twitch* after I do one of the many physics homework assignments I have this week. I hope all of your midterms went well.

Much *twitch* love,
Riley

*twitch*

Edit: I just dug out my glasses and the twitching stopped. Silly Riley.