What a bizarre day.
Things started off well. I woke up at a decent time, put on my favorite t-shirt and headed out into the very rainy day. I of course am a fan of rainy days. Give me a rainy day every once in a while and i am the happiest girl you have ever met.
Of course i wasn't bracing myself for the cold as hell rain that i walked into. The wind was blowing, the rain was pouring, my hands were freezing and i forgot to put on a warmer jacket. Regardless of this fact i headed off to class in high spirits.
Surprisingly i had done my homework this weekend. I'm not saying that there weren't hours where i procrastinated more than usual, but i managed to buckle down long enough to read the poems he had assigned for Monday, and i was confident that i would pass the daily quiz he gives.
of course when i got to class,drenched and cold, i noticed that there were three other poems assigned that i forgot to read. I quickly had to read the poems(poetry being very hard for me), finishing them as soon as he walked into the classroom.
Luckily i did okay on the quiz, but i am going to make sure to read the whole homework list before coming to class.
Then work. Nothing really peculiar happen. I feel like ever since the office party, i have offended some people when i opted to hang out with the weird girl rather than them. It's kind of a cold reception now, like i am there but not really there. Regardless of this shift in attitude, or my perceived shift i put the books away and go on with what i have to do. Mr. McStinky is still there, but i think he gets the "i don't really feel like talking" mood and doesn't bother trying to start up a conversation.
After work i have like 40 minutes to spare, i usually head to the House(center of campus), get some coffee, sit in a large room all by myself and write. As i was writing though i heard the most beautiful music imaginable coming from the hallway. I at first thought someone was showing a video, but then i heard someone talking on a microphone. Putting two and two together, i grabbed all my things, ran to the second floor and in the arms of beauty. Okay it wasn't in the arms but i walked right down the aisle to where this dude was playing a DIDGERIDOO. Not only do i love the word, but i love the sound that was coming out of it. I was at a lose for words. He was playing in front of a small crowd of people, talking about the instrument, talking about Australia...I was hooked. Unfortunately i had to go to class, i left his very beautiful face and Didgeridoo and left.
I hate math. But i love this class. I understand everything, i don't feel stupid, and it's only 50 minutes. Having Mike in the class with me isn't that bad either. I keep telling myself he is my only friend, treat him like one even when he gets on your nerves. Class ended as quickly as it had started, and we parted ways.
Now this is where things get hectic. Labs started today. I f*cking hate labs. They are long, boring, and i am usually struggling to catch up. Regardless of all that i hate about labs, i have to take it to fulfill my requirement.
Usually when they assign labs there are two times listed on the schedule. The first time listed is not really a class just an hour they give you to come and ask questions. The other time is the lab itself. i assumed this time thing applied to Ochem. So i skipped the first hour. I went to the coffee shop, got a cookie, got trapped in a crowd of groupies who were listening to some idiots rapping about coffee. If you're going to rap please make sure it is not crap.I particularly am a rock lover but i appreciate everything(except country) if it's good. This was not good. But they attracted a crowd because they were putting on a show.
This would not have bothered me so much, if they would have stayed upstairs. But as soon as i got downstairs took my seat, and pulled out my notebook they too came downstairs, with about 10 people following them who wanted more of their show. So of course not wanting to displease the ladies, they started rapping downstairs. It was so crowed with people, it was getting really loud, and they were disrupting my coffee break.
So i left, headed to the science building, and had a relaxing 40 minutes. It wasn't until 2:00 that i headed to where my class was. Unfortunately i didn't see anyone there. Turns out the 1:15 time is actually class time that we ARE suppose to go to. (WHO KNEW?). So i missed a whole hour of class, by the time the lab started everyone had gotten sheets in class about what we were suppose to do. I had to explain to the lab coordinator what happened but because it was the first day, no big problem.
I then had the dilemma of trying to buy the lab book they had assigned. After stopping at two copy shops(because it wasn't available at any bookstore) i had to call the nice TA and ask him for directions. He informed me that the copy place wasn't even on campus. 2 miles here, a left and a right, straight down for 10 minutes on a street I've never heard of...it should be on the right.
????
This is one of the times i wish i had a friend who could drive me places. I mean, i could take a cab be out of a few bucks plus however much i had to pay for the book. I could take the bus...not that i knew where the bus stop is, or which one would take me there. I could walk..okay that wasn't even an option.
So...i called Mike. And i must say for all the bad things i say about him, it was very nice how quick he came to my dorm, drove me to the copy shop, and dropped me off, even though he had a class in 30 minutes. He gets brownie points, and possibly coffee.
Despite getting all warm and fuzzy at having a friend to depend on...i was pissed that the stupid gigantic lab manual, a class which i skipped on the first day, that i may royally suck at...cost me 100 DOLLARS!!!!!!
My poor back account. My poor feet. My poor brain.
But i survived. Even if today was a shitty day. I made it...without getting all antsy. Maybe this therapy thing is working after all .
Things started off well. I woke up at a decent time, put on my favorite t-shirt and headed out into the very rainy day. I of course am a fan of rainy days. Give me a rainy day every once in a while and i am the happiest girl you have ever met.
Of course i wasn't bracing myself for the cold as hell rain that i walked into. The wind was blowing, the rain was pouring, my hands were freezing and i forgot to put on a warmer jacket. Regardless of this fact i headed off to class in high spirits.
Surprisingly i had done my homework this weekend. I'm not saying that there weren't hours where i procrastinated more than usual, but i managed to buckle down long enough to read the poems he had assigned for Monday, and i was confident that i would pass the daily quiz he gives.
of course when i got to class,drenched and cold, i noticed that there were three other poems assigned that i forgot to read. I quickly had to read the poems(poetry being very hard for me), finishing them as soon as he walked into the classroom.
Luckily i did okay on the quiz, but i am going to make sure to read the whole homework list before coming to class.
Then work. Nothing really peculiar happen. I feel like ever since the office party, i have offended some people when i opted to hang out with the weird girl rather than them. It's kind of a cold reception now, like i am there but not really there. Regardless of this shift in attitude, or my perceived shift i put the books away and go on with what i have to do. Mr. McStinky is still there, but i think he gets the "i don't really feel like talking" mood and doesn't bother trying to start up a conversation.
After work i have like 40 minutes to spare, i usually head to the House(center of campus), get some coffee, sit in a large room all by myself and write. As i was writing though i heard the most beautiful music imaginable coming from the hallway. I at first thought someone was showing a video, but then i heard someone talking on a microphone. Putting two and two together, i grabbed all my things, ran to the second floor and in the arms of beauty. Okay it wasn't in the arms but i walked right down the aisle to where this dude was playing a DIDGERIDOO. Not only do i love the word, but i love the sound that was coming out of it. I was at a lose for words. He was playing in front of a small crowd of people, talking about the instrument, talking about Australia...I was hooked. Unfortunately i had to go to class, i left his very beautiful face and Didgeridoo and left.
I hate math. But i love this class. I understand everything, i don't feel stupid, and it's only 50 minutes. Having Mike in the class with me isn't that bad either. I keep telling myself he is my only friend, treat him like one even when he gets on your nerves. Class ended as quickly as it had started, and we parted ways.
Now this is where things get hectic. Labs started today. I f*cking hate labs. They are long, boring, and i am usually struggling to catch up. Regardless of all that i hate about labs, i have to take it to fulfill my requirement.
Usually when they assign labs there are two times listed on the schedule. The first time listed is not really a class just an hour they give you to come and ask questions. The other time is the lab itself. i assumed this time thing applied to Ochem. So i skipped the first hour. I went to the coffee shop, got a cookie, got trapped in a crowd of groupies who were listening to some idiots rapping about coffee. If you're going to rap please make sure it is not crap.I particularly am a rock lover but i appreciate everything(except country) if it's good. This was not good. But they attracted a crowd because they were putting on a show.
This would not have bothered me so much, if they would have stayed upstairs. But as soon as i got downstairs took my seat, and pulled out my notebook they too came downstairs, with about 10 people following them who wanted more of their show. So of course not wanting to displease the ladies, they started rapping downstairs. It was so crowed with people, it was getting really loud, and they were disrupting my coffee break.
So i left, headed to the science building, and had a relaxing 40 minutes. It wasn't until 2:00 that i headed to where my class was. Unfortunately i didn't see anyone there. Turns out the 1:15 time is actually class time that we ARE suppose to go to. (WHO KNEW?). So i missed a whole hour of class, by the time the lab started everyone had gotten sheets in class about what we were suppose to do. I had to explain to the lab coordinator what happened but because it was the first day, no big problem.
I then had the dilemma of trying to buy the lab book they had assigned. After stopping at two copy shops(because it wasn't available at any bookstore) i had to call the nice TA and ask him for directions. He informed me that the copy place wasn't even on campus. 2 miles here, a left and a right, straight down for 10 minutes on a street I've never heard of...it should be on the right.
????
This is one of the times i wish i had a friend who could drive me places. I mean, i could take a cab be out of a few bucks plus however much i had to pay for the book. I could take the bus...not that i knew where the bus stop is, or which one would take me there. I could walk..okay that wasn't even an option.
So...i called Mike. And i must say for all the bad things i say about him, it was very nice how quick he came to my dorm, drove me to the copy shop, and dropped me off, even though he had a class in 30 minutes. He gets brownie points, and possibly coffee.
Despite getting all warm and fuzzy at having a friend to depend on...i was pissed that the stupid gigantic lab manual, a class which i skipped on the first day, that i may royally suck at...cost me 100 DOLLARS!!!!!!
My poor back account. My poor feet. My poor brain.
But i survived. Even if today was a shitty day. I made it...without getting all antsy. Maybe this therapy thing is working after all .
2 comments:
Yes, friends with benefits, i.e., cars is a big plus. But I bet there's a campus shuttle service to transport students a few miles to and fro from campus. I've been in school almost 2 years now and only JUST discovered the free campus shuttle. Maybe you have one too?
I see the shuttle all the time, i just always forget to use it.
It will be raining, freezing, and i am dying in pain. The shuttle could be right in front of me, doors wide open, driver inviting me in...and i will literally go "where's a bus when you need it"
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