Monday, November 29, 2004

I'm so depressed right now that I can hardly stand it. I was on track to make a 4.0 this semester until this afternoon when I took my final for chemistry lab. I bombed it, and I am getting a B in there. I would say, I'm pist, but I'm passed that now. I'm just sad.

In weird news, one of my professors asked me today if I wouldn't write her a letter of recommendation. She's up for tenure at the end of December, and she wants me to write a letter to put in with her packet. I'm guess I'm flattered that she would ask me to do it. She must trust my judgement a lot to entrust something like this to me. So there you go. Too bad she's not my chemistry lab professor so I could work out an A in there.

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Man, I woke up this morning with jello-jigglers for legs. They're so wobbly, and my thighs hurt like I spent the night doing squats in my sleep. What IS that?!

Yes, it's true. I have nothing interesting to write.

Thursday, November 18, 2004

I understand that between me and my g-ma there is a generation gap. She thinks my music is noise, and she thinks the lyrics are unintelligible and senseless. But tonight we were going to dinner, listening to her radio station that plays "the music of [her] life", and there was a song with the lyric "in the shadow of your smile". What in. the. hell. does that mean? In the shadow of your smile? Smiles make shadows? I'm confused. It makes no sense! And this comes from the era where songs make sense, apparently. And I don't care if Frank Sinatra, Tony Bennett, Stevie Wonder, Barbra Streisand, AND (coming soon, I'm sure) Josh Groban have sung it. IT MAKES NO SENSE!!! We're even, g-ma! EVEN!

Tuesday, November 16, 2004

At the end of aerobics class, the instructor usually takes us through a relaxation routine. Well, today, she kicked my ass, y'all. I was breathing like an asthmatic Darth Vader, and I was beet red in the face. I swear she cranked the tempo knob all the way to eleven today because we were flyin'. Anyway, so we're doing the relaxation thing, and she had us on the beach throwing our cares away and crap like that. Then before getting up, she always tells us to roll on our side and to get up when we feel like it. So I rolled over, and I started thinking about a boy whom I like. I was thinking, "When will he fall in love with me?" I think I may have fallen asleep or something because the next thing I know, I hear this girl laugh. I sat up, and all eyes were on me. I was the last person up. What color does a face turn when they blush and their face is already as red as it can get?

Monday, November 15, 2004

Apparently, when you google "dad's clippers", I am the number one search result. So...yeah...somebody has to be the first one I guess.

Sunday, November 14, 2004

The last two weeks have sucked! I've had tests that, for me, were huge. I want to get straight A's, but my second round of exams this semester produced high C's or low B's for me. While I still had A's in all of my classes, there was NO WAY I was going to do that poorly on the third round of tests. So, I studied my ass off, and I am proud to say that I got A's on every one of those exams. I am so relieved. Now, I'm pretty sure that I will have a 4.0 this semester. I just have to do really well on my chemistry lab final. I admit that I'm a little stressed about that one, but I will prevail. I KILLED on these last tests. I'm so pumped up!

I have absolutely nothing else to say. Nothing exciting has been happening because nothing happens in the library. Except one day while studying, I was so tired that I got down on the floor in the library, underneath the table, and konked out for a good 30 minutes. I am SO GHETTO!

I was going to link that last paragraph to my post on how when I was living in France, my soul-sistah and I were traveling around Spain. We were in Granada visiting the Alhambra, which is a HUGE Moorish fortress on a hilltop. There are 3 palaces, other buildings and a lot of gardens at this place. We were so tired walking around. In one of gardens, there were some park benches. They looked just soft enough to us, so my soul-sistah laid down on one, and I on the other. For at least an hour, we napped on benches in the cool, sunny air in Andalusia while tourists walked around admiring the beauty. But apparently I haven't written about that, so I can't link it. Yes, I can sleep anywhere.