The Stanford bookstore is this absolutely gorgeous place run by Barnes and Noble. There is a huge selection of books, a coffee bar, computer software, and every kind of Stanford paraphenalia you could ever want. Unfortunately, they DON’T have reams of engineering filler paper and the kind of clicky eraser i need. How frustrating! It makes me long for the nerdy contents of the Tech bookstore’s shelves.
Anyway. I picked up the Daily today only to find an article on the front page about Lance Armstrong speaking here on campus tonight. So I bought a ticket and headed over to the pavilion to check it out. He was there with Eric Davis (baseball player) and a tennis player and a moderator, and they talked about “athletes winning the battle against cancer.” Of course the topic wasn’t surprising, since Lance Armstrong is known for being a kick-ass cyclist who won three Tours de France after beating cancer.
I don’t know why I find him such an interesting guy. It’s not like I’ve ever had cancer, or even known anyone close to me with cancer. I just think his story is so inspiring. When I was at work over the summer, I would come in and check the news every morning and I would always read the cycling update to see how he was doing on the Tour, and I was excited when he won again, even though I know nothing about cycling.
I dunno. I just think he is awesome.
My long week finally comes to an end tomorrow with a controls midterm. After that, I’ll only have one more test until finals — structures, next Friday. I think I may sleep the whole weekend. Emily is going home for the weekend, I just found out tonight. She leaves tomorrow morning. She thought she had told me, and maybe she had, but I didn’t remember. I was hoping to go dancing. I have been wanting to go dancing for weeks but it never happens. Anyway. Nick’s always busy with Valerie, and Emily’s gone, so I will have to find someone else to hang out with this weekend I guess.
I think I might be ready to be done with school for now. I’m thinking seriously about taking the NASA job this year. It scares me to think that I might not get a Ph.D., because for so long that has been my goal. And I really do think I would enjoy being a professor someday…for which I’d need a Ph.D…but I don’t know. I just feel like I’m stuck, and maybe leaving school would be the best way to shake me out of the rut.