really 始まった
First full week of school, and today. Today is definitely a monday.
made a fried-rice potato pancake today for dinner, thereby utilizing more leftovers and also getting some protein. It was actually really tasty, but because of all the random stuff mixed into the potato, it didn't flip very well.
I dare say today may have been cooler than the last little week or so, even if was no less humid, and that is a definite blessing. I looked cute in a low-cut tank top from H&M my mother bought me. As seems to happen relatively frequently, i'll try clothes on, mom goes something along the lines of "Oh, that's so cute!" and buys it for me; then, a couple weeks later when I wear it, she's like "where did you get that tank top? It's too revealing! You can't wear that!" and it's like, ...you bought it for me?
got a call from therelic and had a nice chat. That sort of thing makes you appreciate the difference between old friends and new. Maybe the girlscouts do have something going there.
It's kind of nice to be the most finicky one in an apartment because it means that basically no matter how i choose to live, it is unlikely to annoy the other person.
It's also kind of not so nice being the most finicky one in the apartment, because it means that instead I'm the annoyed one. Maa, she's not very bad--just a little worse than me. I, however, have decided to hold out on taking out the garbage this time because i did it last time. We'll see how long this resolution lasts (I give it, maybe 2 days max before I cave. maa, it's not like it's hard to take out the trash, really anyway, with the garbage shoot a little way down the hall).
Semantics is starting to sound eerily like calculus (functions, domain, range) but is, so far, slightly more boring and not nearly as scary. The professor my have something to do with it. I think I'm still scared of my calc teacher--she was mean.
The prof is (like my calc teacher) really a very good teacher, though, so that's good. Especially since the TA, well. Let's say he needs 'more teaching experience' instead of saying he 'kinda sucks.'
Class that I was not prepared for. Successfully finished reading half the articles for class (the un-finished one is halfway done, and very short, so I don't see problems finishing) but I didn't remember anything I read by the time class rolled around, so that kind of defeated the point. So i may have to re-read them eventually.
But now I know that there are 3 mutually un-intelligible 'dialects' in Croatia, which means my prof is (at least) essentially quadri-lingual.
I'm a linguist. This bent is apparently apparent if you know what you're looking for.
I have decided not to clean/unpack but rather just to shove all the containers to the edges of the room so that there's a nice path to the air vent. I like this idea.
So this morning at the busstop with my roommate, this ginormous yellow jacket decides that my leg is very interesting and in need of extensive investigation. I was in the middle of telling some story, the bee comes over and won't go away and I break off to pray panickedly for the bee to please go away please leave now please leave please, torn between trying to remain still (like you're told to) to let the bee figure out whatever it needs to figure out and fly away and trying to run away screaming without getting stung, missing the bus or getting hit by traffic. My roommate, conversely, sits at the bus stop and laughs at me because I'm standing there literally shaking with fear.
Times like these, I can see why we get along.
made a fried-rice potato pancake today for dinner, thereby utilizing more leftovers and also getting some protein. It was actually really tasty, but because of all the random stuff mixed into the potato, it didn't flip very well.
I dare say today may have been cooler than the last little week or so, even if was no less humid, and that is a definite blessing. I looked cute in a low-cut tank top from H&M my mother bought me. As seems to happen relatively frequently, i'll try clothes on, mom goes something along the lines of "Oh, that's so cute!" and buys it for me; then, a couple weeks later when I wear it, she's like "where did you get that tank top? It's too revealing! You can't wear that!" and it's like, ...you bought it for me?
got a call from therelic and had a nice chat. That sort of thing makes you appreciate the difference between old friends and new. Maybe the girlscouts do have something going there.
It's kind of nice to be the most finicky one in an apartment because it means that basically no matter how i choose to live, it is unlikely to annoy the other person.
It's also kind of not so nice being the most finicky one in the apartment, because it means that instead I'm the annoyed one. Maa, she's not very bad--just a little worse than me. I, however, have decided to hold out on taking out the garbage this time because i did it last time. We'll see how long this resolution lasts (I give it, maybe 2 days max before I cave. maa, it's not like it's hard to take out the trash, really anyway, with the garbage shoot a little way down the hall).
Semantics is starting to sound eerily like calculus (functions, domain, range) but is, so far, slightly more boring and not nearly as scary. The professor my have something to do with it. I think I'm still scared of my calc teacher--she was mean.
The prof is (like my calc teacher) really a very good teacher, though, so that's good. Especially since the TA, well. Let's say he needs 'more teaching experience' instead of saying he 'kinda sucks.'
Class that I was not prepared for. Successfully finished reading half the articles for class (the un-finished one is halfway done, and very short, so I don't see problems finishing) but I didn't remember anything I read by the time class rolled around, so that kind of defeated the point. So i may have to re-read them eventually.
But now I know that there are 3 mutually un-intelligible 'dialects' in Croatia, which means my prof is (at least) essentially quadri-lingual.
I'm a linguist. This bent is apparently apparent if you know what you're looking for.
I have decided not to clean/unpack but rather just to shove all the containers to the edges of the room so that there's a nice path to the air vent. I like this idea.
So this morning at the busstop with my roommate, this ginormous yellow jacket decides that my leg is very interesting and in need of extensive investigation. I was in the middle of telling some story, the bee comes over and won't go away and I break off to pray panickedly for the bee to please go away please leave now please leave please, torn between trying to remain still (like you're told to) to let the bee figure out whatever it needs to figure out and fly away and trying to run away screaming without getting stung, missing the bus or getting hit by traffic. My roommate, conversely, sits at the bus stop and laughs at me because I'm standing there literally shaking with fear.
Times like these, I can see why we get along.