And then there was 1...
You've all left me here alone. Nick was the last to abandon me. So, I'll make this entry and get the hell off line (maybe).
I'll start with my 2 gripes of the day. They're kinda petty, but they still irked me.
1. I went to my school's bookstore today and one of the guy's in the section with the textbooks was all on my tail like, "*big unnecessary grin* You need any help?" Dang! You ain't gettin a commission on selling these bad boys so why are you all on my ass? But I think I know why. He was probably bored to death. 'Cause I know damn well he wasn't following me 'cause he thought I was stealing. It's impossible to steal from our bookstore. With the prices of those books, I KNOW someone would've figured out how to steal from the store by now and we'd all be getting over. Then again maybe not. The possibility is too risky. They don't play when it comes to books. I'm sure they'll expel you, flog you and make you come back to take Earth and Atmospheric Sciences 106.
2. My anal retentive Economics prof. Today his first words when he walked in were about how some people didn't put their initials in the right place on the sign-in sheet. Ok, was it that big a deal? Did you really have to talk about that for 10 minutes? God, they'll get the hint when they see the spot this time around. It was slightly confusing. I put mine in the right spot, but damn! I think what really kills me is that he reminds me of the proffesor that gave me a WF for 6 absences (the bare minimum to get dropped). And one time I was right in the class and he marked me late because I wasn't right behind the desk to sign in. Stuff like that kills me. I know we all have our little qiurks, but analness (<-----? lol) like that gets to me.
I went to Old Navy this morning, couldn't find the cargo pants or any sweats, so I got another pair of bootcuts. So cute! So small! :*o( That is dreadfully depressing. I got them a size bigger than the size I usually wear thinking they would be ok. Nope, I gotta take 'em back for a bigger size. Or god forbid, 2 bigger sizes.That hurts!!!! Like more than I can express w/o going into a long drawn out entry. And I think this one will be long enough as is. I'll save that for another entry. If at all.
I know I stated in an earlier entry that I get hyped when I find out someone I know is online, But apparently one of my friends has taken that too far.This guy that lives in my building, but now goes to Syracuse U. randomly IMed me. Then we found out who each other was. I'll admit I thought it was cool. But now he's IMing me for no reason. It's just a waste of time. Our past *thinking* 7 or so IMs have looked like this...
HIM: hi
Me: Hi
That's it! That's all he says. He has nothing to say! Damnit don't IM me if you have absolutely nothing to say! Speak of the devil. He just IMed me asking what I'm doing up so late. Blah! This convo should be over in the next few seconds.
My tongue is fine. But I still have a slight lisp. It's not from swollenness or anything. Basically (as you all know) in order to say s's properly, your tongue needs to touch the roof of your mouth. Well, it's hard to do that with something on/in your tongue. I'll just have to learn how to talk with it. Eating is still kinda difficult, but I can eat hard stuff now. I still push it to the side of my mouth. I just don't shove it down anymore. I find myself playing with it a lot. I'm sure I look like a wierdo. 'Cause I play with it while my mouth is closed.
I've been meaning to do my taxes online. I'm definitely not doing it now. I'm feeling myself get tired and doing math will only make it worst. I might fall asleep in the middle of it and hit send too early or something. Wind up with a check for $6 instead of $600.
Ok I'm gonna read the boards, maybe post some responses and sign the hell off.
I'll start with my 2 gripes of the day. They're kinda petty, but they still irked me.
1. I went to my school's bookstore today and one of the guy's in the section with the textbooks was all on my tail like, "*big unnecessary grin* You need any help?" Dang! You ain't gettin a commission on selling these bad boys so why are you all on my ass? But I think I know why. He was probably bored to death. 'Cause I know damn well he wasn't following me 'cause he thought I was stealing. It's impossible to steal from our bookstore. With the prices of those books, I KNOW someone would've figured out how to steal from the store by now and we'd all be getting over. Then again maybe not. The possibility is too risky. They don't play when it comes to books. I'm sure they'll expel you, flog you and make you come back to take Earth and Atmospheric Sciences 106.
2. My anal retentive Economics prof. Today his first words when he walked in were about how some people didn't put their initials in the right place on the sign-in sheet. Ok, was it that big a deal? Did you really have to talk about that for 10 minutes? God, they'll get the hint when they see the spot this time around. It was slightly confusing. I put mine in the right spot, but damn! I think what really kills me is that he reminds me of the proffesor that gave me a WF for 6 absences (the bare minimum to get dropped). And one time I was right in the class and he marked me late because I wasn't right behind the desk to sign in. Stuff like that kills me. I know we all have our little qiurks, but analness (<-----? lol) like that gets to me.
I went to Old Navy this morning, couldn't find the cargo pants or any sweats, so I got another pair of bootcuts. So cute! So small! :*o( That is dreadfully depressing. I got them a size bigger than the size I usually wear thinking they would be ok. Nope, I gotta take 'em back for a bigger size. Or god forbid, 2 bigger sizes.That hurts!!!! Like more than I can express w/o going into a long drawn out entry. And I think this one will be long enough as is. I'll save that for another entry. If at all.
I know I stated in an earlier entry that I get hyped when I find out someone I know is online, But apparently one of my friends has taken that too far.This guy that lives in my building, but now goes to Syracuse U. randomly IMed me. Then we found out who each other was. I'll admit I thought it was cool. But now he's IMing me for no reason. It's just a waste of time. Our past *thinking* 7 or so IMs have looked like this...
HIM: hi
Me: Hi
That's it! That's all he says. He has nothing to say! Damnit don't IM me if you have absolutely nothing to say! Speak of the devil. He just IMed me asking what I'm doing up so late. Blah! This convo should be over in the next few seconds.
My tongue is fine. But I still have a slight lisp. It's not from swollenness or anything. Basically (as you all know) in order to say s's properly, your tongue needs to touch the roof of your mouth. Well, it's hard to do that with something on/in your tongue. I'll just have to learn how to talk with it. Eating is still kinda difficult, but I can eat hard stuff now. I still push it to the side of my mouth. I just don't shove it down anymore. I find myself playing with it a lot. I'm sure I look like a wierdo. 'Cause I play with it while my mouth is closed.
I've been meaning to do my taxes online. I'm definitely not doing it now. I'm feeling myself get tired and doing math will only make it worst. I might fall asleep in the middle of it and hit send too early or something. Wind up with a check for $6 instead of $600.
Ok I'm gonna read the boards, maybe post some responses and sign the hell off.