Saturday, October 20, 2007

I had a horrible day at work today. Ugh.
I could use to just curl up and die right now but there's too much to do first.
And did you know its actuall spelt poinsettia? I didn't. Have I also been pronouncing it wrong then?

My mornings in a nutshell

Happy Saturday! Time to get up!

Day Off!

Today was my day off. Didn't feel much like one but oh well. Headed into campus for our first H4H fundraiser of the year: we did very well, much better than I was hoping for so that made me happy. Than I came home and cleaned up the apartment as Lawschoolgonnabe and her bf, M and Cliverslover came over for some board game fun, namely Risk. I have never played this game before, I thoroughly enjoyed myself though my back is bothering me immensely now but it was worth it (I was leaning over the coffee table and sitting on the floor). Amazingly enough, lsgb's bf was the first one out (don't think he tried very hard), and then I gained a couple continents and then got a bit cocky and lost 'em all in about two turns and then I was wiped out. I had fun though; my mother's has been bothering me for what I want for christmas and since for the first time in a few years I don't need apartment stuff or anything like that... I can ask for fun stuff! So Risk will certainly be on it!
I do not believe I got the job I interviewed for... which sucks. I really wanted it but oh well. Which reminds me... I work tomorrow at my usual job. Joy. And then I've gotta get back to the school work.. I almost thought that since midterms were over there wasn't as much work to do... who was I kidding... ?
Anywhoo, tootles!

**Just checked my email, no didn't get the job. Oh well! Would have been fun, but I probably wouldn't have had the time to properly dedicate to it.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Breeze of a day!

Today was too easy. Ok, it was stressful: but my midterms went extremely well and habitat registration was sooooo simple and easy that we thought we'd done something wrong cause it was TOO easy. But it worked. And that's exciting. And I'm happy with it. I really am. Its very do-able and its the place everyone wanted (it was almost unanimous) so hopefully all will be pleased and if they aren't, then well... they'll get over it.
I am tired though. I didnt' bother going to bed last night, by the time I felt confident with my material I was studying, I had to be up in an hour so instead I just watched a movie (and didn't fall asleep!). I don't know if I can keep this up for the next two years of this degree to get into another degree that's gonna have me doing the same thing... but I'll sure as hell try!
Anyways, my bus is on its way to take me home where I can take off my shoes, take some drugs (cause my body hates me - more on this later), and flop on my bed!
Night!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Always proof read to make sure you didn't anything out.

I got a paper back yesterday. One I hadn't thought I'd do too well on. Instead I got an A. Which is quite nice, my prof's only comments were "I think you should consider proof-reading or having someone else look over your papers to fix grammatical and small mistakes." And I know I should and I know my grammar sucks. See grammar things like fragments and run-on's were never my thing, I was never able to do those things in school and its a probably a problem, I know. But its not something I seem to be able to teach myself. However, I do realize that printing off my papers and reading over them before I pass them in would probably be a good idea. My proof-reading skills suck as is probably evident my many of my posts on here (sorry).
See when I lived with me my roomate in first year, she would read over my papers for me and point out anything and I think I became a little too dependent on it so when I moved out and had a roomate who didn't do that (or no roomate at all) it became something I needed to do. And I haven't done so great of a job with it. But that's gotta change, cause I realize I could get so much better marks if my grammar was better, if there were no words missing and if I didn't have paragraph long sentences sometimes. And if I knew how to use a comma... cause I don't. I think I understand the use of colons and semi-colons and definetly the use of the period but commas are not my friend. So this weekend I'm going to pull out my old grammar books and brush up on my proper english writing. For now, however, I must go get ready for my job interview!

Dave!

Since that's what he signs with, that's what he gets. Now the story of Dave!. Because I'm procrastinating.
Over the past year and a half Dave! has become my best friend (see you knew I had one somewhere right?!), he's also adopted me as his little sister. I've always wanted a big brother but once you are already born as the first one its a little hard to go back and change that one. So the big brother I wanted showed up in the form of Dave! Dave! and I lived next door to each other during the past school year which made it difficult not to see and for him to get away from me. We spent the year watching movies, though I fell asleep in most), tv series we both very much enjoyed, attending Habitat stuff (I took over his position as co-chair), and hanging out with mutual friends.
And then he left the city, the province, this part of the country to be exact. And I was sad. And I miss him.
Dave! and have an interesting relationship, one that not many seem to understand, which does annoy me quite often. We're just friends, like super close family too. I say he's like a brother but I enjoy his company far more than I will ever enjoy the company of one of my actual brothers.
He's a huge tease, and sometimes its annoying but most of the time its not and if he were to stop I'd miss it alot. We can hang out and never actually need to do anything special, a movie or grocery shopping is just fine! We can see each other day after day and only get a little sick of each other.He could make me laugh like nobody else and I think he appreciates my goofy and silly sense of humor cause I could make him crack a smile quite often. He can beat me at crazy eights like nobody else I know too; though there was that one time I won several games in a row, even if it never happened again. He yelled at me once and made me cry. I stopped breathing once and made him cry. We've travelled many miles of US highway together, we've looked after each other when sick after giving each other whatever we were sick with. We've sat in hospital waiting rooms together for hours on end. We've laughed at each other's stupidity and pain on more than one occasion. And then we could be very serious should it be needed. So serious as to make me think he has a child (I will get you back for that someday...)
He rarely talks to me if something's bothering him and sometimes that makes me feel useless in the friendship but I know he knows he can and that if he wanted to he would and sometimes he does. I usually can tell if he's upset about something and I think I made good cheering up attempts (which I will admit was much easier when he was living next door). He also knows when I'm upset and usually he'll squeeze it out of me. And if nothing is ever said to make me feel better a hug was always very much appreciated. He let me cry and fall asleep on his shoulder too many times to count. He let me cook for him, which was always fun- someone willing to eat my cooking.
I have friends that I know are my friends right now but I know they are friendships that would never stand the test of time and distance, which sucks but its a fact of life. My friendship with Dave! however is different. I am quiet confident that should he return to my province in 3 years, we would be just as close or closer than we were in the months before he left. Besides, I've got some of his dvd's: He's gotta see me again ;)
So that's Dave! and I get to see him in approx. 52 days! :D

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

*sigh* :)

I have a thing for Lt. Col. Sheppard: the one that's in my business class. And I'm not kidding. He's a spitting image. And I'm only a bit giddy about it. Makes my 8:30am class very very very worth it, though its kinda difficult to look one's best at that time of morning. So how does one make the adorable boy notice her?
I had a bit of a freak out earlier when I realized the muscles I had bought were still alive and that I had to touch them and then kill them. Went spendidly! *shiver*
I have two midterms on Thursday morning, as well as an outline for a legal brief due. I have studied but I haven't even thought about the legal brief. I'll be emailing Dave!, sorry about that.
And registration for Habitat is on Thursday morning as well. I'm too be at the other co-chair's apartment at 7am. She's making us waffles with strawberries and whip cream! Yay! Which should make the 7am thing much nicer.
I'm sure I had other worthy things to share... but I forget 'em.