Friday, November 04, 2005

Arch Nemesis

Well horrible friday, strikes again. I knew it would come and bite me in the ass for forgetting that this demon of a day still has a hold on me, and will bring me to it's depth of evilness for pure fun.

I have an arch emeny and her name is Kim. I may have mentioned the overt flirtation between her and my TA in bio lab. As someone who has the not so good distinction of taking the class over, my nonchalant attitude towards the class is visibly written on my face. My whole objective is not to be wide eyed, and enthusiastic about a experiment i have already done before, but simply to get the work done, and get the hell out of there as fast as i can. Would go by a whole lot quicker, wtihout the two of them making me gag as i walk into the room.

My reason for disliking her is her intentions with the TA. Using your sexuality to get a better grade is not something that i am personally fond of, and not something i respect. It's clear that she gets better treatment, more leeway, and a general easier time in that class, because he is attracted to her. In that respect the rest of us, unless you are willing to flirt or giggle at his jokes, are ignored. Which irks me. I am a quiet person, and there has been more than one time where i have taken the role as the underdog, what people may not get from my demeanor is that i'm quite a fighter when i have to be(not physically) just that i can argue my case when i have to and i will make it be known that equality is not being distributed.

Recently i notice that Justin and her have become great pals, sitting next to each other in lecture, and of course that irked me too. Like what spells has she cast on all around her that they consider he a good human being. Today we were working with Drosophila Flies, i don't want display my geekiness to you by going into extremely boring details. But basically Fruit flies have a fair amount of the same gentic makeup that we have. So they are excellent when talking about human gentics, because they explain all the ideas of how we get out physical and genetic characteristics from our parents. By doing a cross, which is just using a fancy words for the sperm fertilizing the egg in the case of humans, we can see the phenotypic and genotypic ratios of the offspring. I told you it all hogwash. The whole procedure of counting the flies out to see what characteristics (like eye color, wing shape) is tedious, and because we all want to get out at a good time, we try to count them real fast.

Some of the flies had gotten stuck on the bottom of the tube, so my group(mike, me, some other girl) and 2 other groups had to go wash out the tube, and then pick up each fly from a cup fill of water. NOT FUN. While this was going on Justin, Kim, and Pervy TA where talking about Piercings on "A certain area of the male anatomy". WHO DOES THAT. I talked about boundaries the other day, he's crossing them. BIG TIME. So while the are talking about Prince Alberts, Mike and I are talking about something else, but still counting the million flies we had( okay so there wasn't a million of them, but there was a lot). He then tells us that we have to stop talking because the class wants to leave and we should count our flies faster.

WHAT?!

Am i missing something?

Weren't you just dicussing how you would never let something get so close to your...

Anyway. After that we went on to calculations, and then we had to do the same thing with some new flies. While we were doing this He was handing out papers. When he got to my name he called me "Beckett HUGHE". There's an S at the end of my last name name, so when i went up to get i said "it's Beckett Hughes, not Hughe." and snatched my paper out of his pervy little hands. Justin, Kim and their other partner sit right in front of our table. SO our conversations sort of blend and butting in occurs a lot. Every time i say something, she makes that "OKAY" face, like my comment was totally inappropiate.

She's totally inappropiate. I loathe her so much. And dislike him even more.

Mike is apparently the big man on campus in his Pysch class, because he finishes his test in like 15 minutes. His big head has made him think he is some genuis, and he likes to rub it in my face. Since we are designated lab partners, and he has a calculator i agreed to walk with him so would could get the calculations for the lab report, saving me from doing them later. He wanted to walk and do the problems, which meant that we wanted me to walk him to his Psych class. There was a test, so more or less, 5 people were outside cramming right before. Including the werid dude who when i mentioned that i was an agnostic and that i didn't like to listen to Emo, totally ignored me for the rest of the conversation. When Mike talks to me about him, i always say "oh, you mean the weird kid". So i don't know if Mike told him that i thought he was weird, but needless to say, he didn't look to please to see me walking into the building. I just stood around again, before leaving.

Why do i meet douches. Why are they surrrounding me with their prescence. Do i have a sign on my back that says "if you are an asshole please contact me". They are everywhere lurking and ready to pounce on me any moment, because i am too nice to turn them away.

Damn i just downloaded "seasons of love" from the rent Soundtrack, out of my frustration with the world. There's a dollar down the drain.

Why are people disappointing. I mean a big let down. Overall people here just seem to be pretentious and trying to prove to the world that they aren't screwed up like the rest of us are. While the rest of us just struggle to get by. Just to have some life that we can be proud of when we get older. I'm not trying to be labeled, i'm not trying to seduce a pervy TA, I'm not trying to go to parties to get wasted. I'm just trying to be happy, and i never thought it would be the hardest thing to acquire.

Now time to munch on my sandwhich, read a trashy romance book or two, watch endless amount of TV, and listen to the sweet tunes of my husband Gavin.

"it's been a bad day, please don't take my picture"




4 comments:

Weltschmerz said...

I think it was Gandhi who said "Don't let the bastards get you down." And while it is unlikely that either the TA or the nemesis were born out of wedlock, the saying still applies.
And I can sympathize with Drosophila experiments. Knocking those things out and counting them was a big ol' pain in the ass. I've given several people executive orders to intervene with supratherapeutic doses of "Saved By The Bell" should I ever volunteer to start researching Drosophila.
I read this via Kbryna, by the way. So while I may be sketchy, at least I'm not randomly so.

XxDarkDragonxX said...

U know what, those ppl are just pretentious assh***s!.
plain and simple, they only way they can seem to be better then everyone else is to point out other’s indifference’s and say your different im soo much better then you.
I hate those ppl, literally hate those close minded motherf*****s

Sorry for the hate comment, but those are the types of ppl who drive me nuts, I argue and debate with those types of ppl all the time. And every time, there the ones that back down when you really get into it with them.

again sorry for the crude comments, just listen to some kik beats and let it all go out the window :D :D

L said...

I must say that I laughed out loud and your "do I have a sign on my back?" comments! I used to think this as well because I always ended up coming into contact with the strangest people in school. It's as if I were a wierdo magnet.
Xray and I had a talk once where he posited the notion that some people are just black holes for certain things/people. I happen to think there are a lot of people who are black holes for others. I seem to be a black hole for bizarre, overly obsessed ex-boyfriends (not counting one). I seem to have a knack for drawing in men of a particular calibur of bizarre.
I think no matter what, some people are just going to be inexplicably drawn in by others.

kittens not kids said...

i have that same sign on my back (or floating over my head, i'm not sure which).

pervy TA! - eurgh. i totally disapprove of anyone in a semi-authority position (and that unfortunately includes TAs) being all flirty with anyone. i think i might be oldfashioned but i don't think it's at all appropriate for a teacher to be discussing certain piercings with his or her students (unless it's a part of class discussion).

enjoy those trashy romance novels - i wonder which ones you're reading? and i always recommend relaxing with a good children's novel. works every time for me.

oh yeah, and i can vouch for b-to-the y-ram; he's in med school and smart and totally not an asshole. also writes a mean play and the occasional haiku.