Guys are very idiotic in groups.
Girl groups of more than 3 are very annoying.
Put a bunch of girls together at a lunch table with a bunch of guys and it gets much, much worse.
Sunday, December 03, 2006
My Lazy Weekend.
This weekend was supposed to be a whirlwind of assignments getting accomplished. Guess what? Didn't happen. Here it is, 2:30 on Sunday afternoon and I've yet to complete any of my 3 assignments. I did start 2 of them, but not to any satisfactory level. I just can't get up any enthusiasm over them.
One is a presentation for my Irish Drama class. I'm doing a powerpoint (because that's the easiest) and it has to be 15 minutes long. And I do mean long, because 15 minutes seems like an impossible amount of time to fill with just me talking by myself. So far I have the Cover slide done and that's it. I do have a bunch of websites that relate to the presentation, but I'm not at all organized yet. I'm not sure how I want my presentation to go, what to put in and what to leave out and what to make 3 slides on and what to only make 1 on. I wonder how many slides this should be?
The second assignment I started is actually what I was working on before I got stuck and decided to blog. It's a philosophy of religion paper, 3-5 pages (doublespaced). It won't be that hard, I just have to organize myself better. Maybe make a layout of the essay, that might help me know what I'm doing and not just summarize the readings (because he hates when I just summarize). It's all about my opinion opinion opinion. And the thing is, like most of my class, I don't really have an opinion about this crud! I'll just pick an opinion based on what will give me the most words to write.
Why do the words come so easily for blogger but not for presentations/papers?
*update: I finished my phil. of religion paper! Exactly 3 pages, yay!
*update2: another thing done! (the 3rd of the 3 things-- I just have my presentation left!)
One is a presentation for my Irish Drama class. I'm doing a powerpoint (because that's the easiest) and it has to be 15 minutes long. And I do mean long, because 15 minutes seems like an impossible amount of time to fill with just me talking by myself. So far I have the Cover slide done and that's it. I do have a bunch of websites that relate to the presentation, but I'm not at all organized yet. I'm not sure how I want my presentation to go, what to put in and what to leave out and what to make 3 slides on and what to only make 1 on. I wonder how many slides this should be?
The second assignment I started is actually what I was working on before I got stuck and decided to blog. It's a philosophy of religion paper, 3-5 pages (doublespaced). It won't be that hard, I just have to organize myself better. Maybe make a layout of the essay, that might help me know what I'm doing and not just summarize the readings (because he hates when I just summarize). It's all about my opinion opinion opinion. And the thing is, like most of my class, I don't really have an opinion about this crud! I'll just pick an opinion based on what will give me the most words to write.
Why do the words come so easily for blogger but not for presentations/papers?
*update: I finished my phil. of religion paper! Exactly 3 pages, yay!
*update2: another thing done! (the 3rd of the 3 things-- I just have my presentation left!)
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Sometimes
I get resentful of my roommate. Don't get me wrong, she's one of my best friends. But sometimes I wish I had a single room. She almost always goes home for the weekend (she only ever stayed an entire weekend once before) and so when I stay here for the weekend (about once a month?) I enjoy the peace and quiet I have. At home I have to deal with being everyone's taxi driver, driving so-and-so here or picking up so-and-so from there. And I have to be the tension reliever, defuse arguments and such. But when I stay here for the weekend it's like my escape. Here I'm just me. I can sleep however late I want, do my assignments when I want, and worry only about myself.
This weekend I decided to stay on campus. And guess what? Due to some storms and bad roads, my roommate is staying too. And so I have a whole weekend of her music and her silly Japanese videos on her computer playing so I can hear them. My peace and quiet is gone.
It's partly my fault that my quiet is gone. I could ask her to put her headphones on, and she would without a complaint. But then I'd feel like a grouch and it wouldn't help much anyway because she'd still laugh (out loud) at things and at least with the headphones off I can know what she's laughing at (which is better than not knowing).
I don't know. I just wish I had my alone time this weekend. Time to play my music that I wouldn't play with her here because I know she doesn't like it. Time to myself. And I'll get a few hours time to myself when she goes home for a few hours tomorrow, but that time will be spent with me frantically trying to write my essays in the few short hours of peace and quiet I have. I need everything else to be quiet when I write so I can mumble and read out loud and talk myself through my writing ('what? move that here and this here. that sounds bad. delete this. save this for later. that might be a good concluding sentence. Reference? where'd I get that quote from?'). I can't write out loud with someone else here!
sigh. Another not so happy post from me. If I had my camera I'd post a pic of me smiling so you'd know I'm not always miserable/frustrated. But that camera is at home so I guess you'll just have to imagine it, ok? Or, better yet, go check out my flickr photos. I'm sure there's one of me smiling in there somewhere.
This weekend I decided to stay on campus. And guess what? Due to some storms and bad roads, my roommate is staying too. And so I have a whole weekend of her music and her silly Japanese videos on her computer playing so I can hear them. My peace and quiet is gone.
It's partly my fault that my quiet is gone. I could ask her to put her headphones on, and she would without a complaint. But then I'd feel like a grouch and it wouldn't help much anyway because she'd still laugh (out loud) at things and at least with the headphones off I can know what she's laughing at (which is better than not knowing).
I don't know. I just wish I had my alone time this weekend. Time to play my music that I wouldn't play with her here because I know she doesn't like it. Time to myself. And I'll get a few hours time to myself when she goes home for a few hours tomorrow, but that time will be spent with me frantically trying to write my essays in the few short hours of peace and quiet I have. I need everything else to be quiet when I write so I can mumble and read out loud and talk myself through my writing ('what? move that here and this here. that sounds bad. delete this. save this for later. that might be a good concluding sentence. Reference? where'd I get that quote from?'). I can't write out loud with someone else here!
sigh. Another not so happy post from me. If I had my camera I'd post a pic of me smiling so you'd know I'm not always miserable/frustrated. But that camera is at home so I guess you'll just have to imagine it, ok? Or, better yet, go check out my flickr photos. I'm sure there's one of me smiling in there somewhere.
Friday, December 01, 2006
oh :p to mushy
I haven't blogged because there isn't much to blog about lately. Although, I was thinking about posting my most recent story here... but seeing as how I got such a great response last time (sarcasm) I think I'll skip it for now.
I keep changing my mind about everything. One minute I'm happy where I am, with who I am. The next minute I wish I could completely change myself into some other form of myself. I should be smarter than I am. I should be skinnier, I should be prettier. I should do more for myself and say more when something (or someone) is bothering me. I should exercise more, be healthier. And the suckiest thing of all? Most of that I can change, it would just require effort. And sometimes I want to put that effort in, but most of the time I don't want to bother.
I've been thinking about my future a lot lately. Some of it is mushy's fault :p I keep coming up with all of these 'some-day' scenarios. Someday I'd like to be married. maybe. I know I at least want kids--- some day. I want to love someone soooo much and be loved the same (or more) back. I want to have my job and be successful at it and love it and come home at the end of the day to my guy and my kids and be happy. And other days I think I'd just be content to be one of those girls that lives in an apartment all by herself and is supporting herself by herself. With a dog.
That's one thing I'm sure of--- I want one of those HUGE mini-horse dogs. And I will have one, no matter which of those scenarios plays out, the dog is the only constant. I don't even know what I want to do for a living, but I want that dog!
Blah blah blah blah. Even I get sick of my babbling.
I keep changing my mind about everything. One minute I'm happy where I am, with who I am. The next minute I wish I could completely change myself into some other form of myself. I should be smarter than I am. I should be skinnier, I should be prettier. I should do more for myself and say more when something (or someone) is bothering me. I should exercise more, be healthier. And the suckiest thing of all? Most of that I can change, it would just require effort. And sometimes I want to put that effort in, but most of the time I don't want to bother.
I've been thinking about my future a lot lately. Some of it is mushy's fault :p I keep coming up with all of these 'some-day' scenarios. Someday I'd like to be married. maybe. I know I at least want kids--- some day. I want to love someone soooo much and be loved the same (or more) back. I want to have my job and be successful at it and love it and come home at the end of the day to my guy and my kids and be happy. And other days I think I'd just be content to be one of those girls that lives in an apartment all by herself and is supporting herself by herself. With a dog.
That's one thing I'm sure of--- I want one of those HUGE mini-horse dogs. And I will have one, no matter which of those scenarios plays out, the dog is the only constant. I don't even know what I want to do for a living, but I want that dog!
Blah blah blah blah. Even I get sick of my babbling.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Introducing...
I finally have a cell phone again (this one)!! And mine is a LOT prettier than the one in the picture!
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
reasons to love halloween:
- The costumes!
- Cute little kids! (not the evil horrible ones that ask for a different kind when you give them a random piece of candy. grr to them.)
- Getting playfully scared is FUN!
- Because it's so close to Thanksgiving/Christmas and the stores need the shelf space...
- Week old halloween candy is 75% off!!!!
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