This thing has become the single-biggest source of stress in my life. It supercedes all homework assignments and social obligations, fills up my email inbox, dominates my small talk, keeps me up late and wakes me up early. I’m not even doing anything for it, really – I’m just worrying.
I’m still in the guerilla marketing phase of things. I took little stickers of rocket ships that said “Space Day April 17” and stuck them on the front of all the soda fountains so when the soda comes out it looks like the rocket is launching. Cute, right?
The physics department got my co-president and I astronaut costumes and we’re going to learn a hip-hop dance routine and perform it in Pulver during the week to generate buzz. That’s what’s on my mind right now. I have essays and screenings to worry about, but really I’m worried about the high rise of the one-piece costume and whether I’ll get stage fright.
But the inflatable planetarium is all set and it’s going to basically cost us nothing to get the model rocket stuff set up on Dana Lawn, so that’s all good news. We’re kind of at the mercy of the weather for that though. We also picked up a bunch of artwork from the George Mitchell Middle School of Saturn and other space stuff. It’s so adorable and we’re going to decorate the student center with it, along with posters and decorations we have made.
I want the day to come, but I also just want it to be over (and having been well-attended.) I hope people have fun!