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Tuesday, 21/02/06
101 out of 100 on my bioenvironmental microbiology exam. Best grade in the class, bitches. You know, I might continue with this whole "study before the test day" thing that I've been trying out.
Today started out early, as usual, with my alarm going off at 6:22 A.M. and me not actually getting up until around 6:40. I always find it most difficult to make myself get up out of bed when there is a chill about. Regardless, I rolled out after thinking about the absurdity of the dream I had awoken from and started my computer up on my way to take my morning shower.
I always take long baths/showers. This is my introspection time. Well, introspection and cleaning time. But you know what, I'll be damned if I can actually remember what I thought about during that time (it's been a long day u_u).
30 minutes later, I was out and on my way to being a productive student. Pick O' the litter for what to wear and off to the kitchen for juice and triscuits with cheese while I made a sandwich for lunch (whole grain mestemacher brand bread). I vaguely remember doing something of an exercise nature, maybe a stance or something. I grabbed my backpack and an umbrella on my way out and started up The Fire Theft on my Zen: Micro. Good band, have me give you a copy.
I was out at the route 26 bus stop around 7:40. Actually, there is no the bus stop. I walked past the one closest to my apartment (one of the first stops) down a ways and over to the other side of the street at the brentwood? stop (one of the last stops) as I can usually count on taking the bus from there and getting to class on time if I get out the door a little late at my apartment. I used my umbrella as I walked through the mist, despite it being the only source of moisture. I think I fancied the way I looked, carrying the umbrella, as I rarely use it. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Sitting across from me, on the bus, was a girl/young lady/woman? (what do we call college women these days? what do I call myself... that's another entry) with a homemade binder of sorts that appeared to be about Texas history, I think she might have made it for an education class. Anyways, she seemed to be fidgeting with her hands a lot and glancing into the binder fairly often. I complemented her on the binder after asking if she made it. She said she had made it for class and that it was due in 5 minutes (drats, I really was running late), so as we exited the bus I told her I thought she would do well, as it was a very nice collection. I think that calmed her nerves, or at least I hoped it did, as that was my intention and the whole reason I started talking to her about the binder.
After a brisk walk from the Trigon, I was relieved to walk into class and see that the professor was having computer problems, for I am sure I was at least a minute late. Using the reprieve, I was able to get to my seat in the front row and situate myself to take notes in what wound up being a shortened class that revolved around guest speakers talking about study abroad opportunities. For some reason, classes today seemed uneventful and... swift. And I don't just mean that first class.
I think it set the pace, though.
I used my extra time between my 8:00 and 11:10 class to waste time on the internet at the SCC and play around at last.fm What varied ways I have developed to waste my time each day :(
The 11:10 class was a blur, as I was just excited as hell to have made the highest grade in what is a rather difficult class. Greek and Roman Drama, or as I prefer to call it, "nap time", was after that and to tell you the truth, I slept through most of it, only waking to read more from Rachel Carson's Silent Spring. We got out a little early, so I headed to Poor Yorrick's after Quan woke me from my nap. The line there is almost always to the door, a waste I find as I usually only want a trivial morsel of food or cup of hot water, yet find the need to wait in line to purches my $1.00 worth of goods. I brought green chai tea with me from home, so I only wound up buying 2 cookies. Well, 2 cookies and 2 scantrons, as all I had was my debit card and they don't accept it unless I purchase a minimum of $1.00 worth of goods and/or services.
I let the tea steep, or perhaps I was letting the water cool, and waited for Tim to show up. As could be expected, he was there around 2:20, and as he waited for the line to shrink a little, we gabbed about trivial things (i.e. Heather and Zach on Hobbes) and waited for his computer to boot. I should note, at this point, that there are several rather cute girls... young women... in my Tuesday lab that starts at 3:00, one of whom happened to also be in Poor Yorrick's, studying. It must have been for a difficult class, because she had many pages full of notes that she was reading over. We waved "hi" to each other. Important details. After Tim got his coffee, we chatted about Tea, the internet, AIDs, Fermionic condensates and Chaos. He wanted to show me a website with games/animations explaining the matter at hand. Not because we needed it, but because it was impressive in that they made it easy to understand and accessible. A fruitless search, at least for the time at hand. We left off with me directing him to www.thanko.jp for viewing their ... unique... electronic products (no, not that unique).
Tim just has a renewed interest in learning, it seems, and I hope it stays with him as it is an advantageous trait.
I headed off for the RENR lab around 2:52, ok, so, exactly at 2:52 and had just enough time to listen to other people talk about and study for the quiz that we were going to have in there. The quiz was trivial. The TA went over our lab for the day and then we all went out to a University van to drive out to Lick Creek Park. The lab consisted of a few hours (maybe 2 total) of romping around out there in the grassland savannah section, practicing different quantitative sampling techniques. It consisted of performing the different kinds of samplings (one for grass/forbs, one for shrubs and one for trees) at each of four points along a line through the grassland. Random number generation set our points at a distance of 56 meters apart along the line. I can't help but think I was the most enthused in the group, as I actually was the most enthused. See what I did there?
We ended 10 minutes late at 5:10 and headed back to the van. Along the trek back, I found a beetle laying on its back, so I picked it up and brought it with me to use for my Ento 201 insect collection. Our TA took what could only be called the "scenic" route back to campus, as it involved crossing to the other side of Highway six to get to Welborn, and driving back along it until George Bush Dr. This took at least an extra 10 minutes over what it would have taken if we just took Highway six. Needless to say, though I find it is needed enough to write about it, we did not get back until almost 6:00 P.M. I found a cup for my beetle back in the classroom and he is now resting peacefully in the freezer.
I am pretty sure that after I got back home, I have managed to do nothing of any worth. I posted on Hobbes, Hypeo and Oink for about an hour, watched 2 hours of PBS shows (one about neutrinos and the other about Newton) while indulging in pizza left over from Monday's run to Gumbys, and a bowl of what is arguably the best available pre-packaged quacamole. I mean, I've had better quacamole, but that has only been the fresh homemade stuff. I called my parents and talked to them for a while and then I apparently farted away yet another hour on Hobbes and other forums, because I didn't start writing this until around 11:00.
Shit, I need to go clean my dishes, they're still sitting out on the table.
Closing thought: I have much more respect for scientists who like Dr Pepper than those who don't.
101 out of 100 on my bioenvironmental microbiology exam. Best grade in the class, bitches. You know, I might continue with this whole "study before the test day" thing that I've been trying out.
Today started out early, as usual, with my alarm going off at 6:22 A.M. and me not actually getting up until around 6:40. I always find it most difficult to make myself get up out of bed when there is a chill about. Regardless, I rolled out after thinking about the absurdity of the dream I had awoken from and started my computer up on my way to take my morning shower.
I always take long baths/showers. This is my introspection time. Well, introspection and cleaning time. But you know what, I'll be damned if I can actually remember what I thought about during that time (it's been a long day u_u).
30 minutes later, I was out and on my way to being a productive student. Pick O' the litter for what to wear and off to the kitchen for juice and triscuits with cheese while I made a sandwich for lunch (whole grain mestemacher brand bread). I vaguely remember doing something of an exercise nature, maybe a stance or something. I grabbed my backpack and an umbrella on my way out and started up The Fire Theft on my Zen: Micro. Good band, have me give you a copy.
I was out at the route 26 bus stop around 7:40. Actually, there is no the bus stop. I walked past the one closest to my apartment (one of the first stops) down a ways and over to the other side of the street at the brentwood? stop (one of the last stops) as I can usually count on taking the bus from there and getting to class on time if I get out the door a little late at my apartment. I used my umbrella as I walked through the mist, despite it being the only source of moisture. I think I fancied the way I looked, carrying the umbrella, as I rarely use it. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it. Sitting across from me, on the bus, was a girl/young lady/woman? (what do we call college women these days? what do I call myself... that's another entry) with a homemade binder of sorts that appeared to be about Texas history, I think she might have made it for an education class. Anyways, she seemed to be fidgeting with her hands a lot and glancing into the binder fairly often. I complemented her on the binder after asking if she made it. She said she had made it for class and that it was due in 5 minutes (drats, I really was running late), so as we exited the bus I told her I thought she would do well, as it was a very nice collection. I think that calmed her nerves, or at least I hoped it did, as that was my intention and the whole reason I started talking to her about the binder.
After a brisk walk from the Trigon, I was relieved to walk into class and see that the professor was having computer problems, for I am sure I was at least a minute late. Using the reprieve, I was able to get to my seat in the front row and situate myself to take notes in what wound up being a shortened class that revolved around guest speakers talking about study abroad opportunities. For some reason, classes today seemed uneventful and... swift. And I don't just mean that first class.
I think it set the pace, though.
I used my extra time between my 8:00 and 11:10 class to waste time on the internet at the SCC and play around at last.fm What varied ways I have developed to waste my time each day :(
The 11:10 class was a blur, as I was just excited as hell to have made the highest grade in what is a rather difficult class. Greek and Roman Drama, or as I prefer to call it, "nap time", was after that and to tell you the truth, I slept through most of it, only waking to read more from Rachel Carson's Silent Spring. We got out a little early, so I headed to Poor Yorrick's after Quan woke me from my nap. The line there is almost always to the door, a waste I find as I usually only want a trivial morsel of food or cup of hot water, yet find the need to wait in line to purches my $1.00 worth of goods. I brought green chai tea with me from home, so I only wound up buying 2 cookies. Well, 2 cookies and 2 scantrons, as all I had was my debit card and they don't accept it unless I purchase a minimum of $1.00 worth of goods and/or services.
I let the tea steep, or perhaps I was letting the water cool, and waited for Tim to show up. As could be expected, he was there around 2:20, and as he waited for the line to shrink a little, we gabbed about trivial things (i.e. Heather and Zach on Hobbes) and waited for his computer to boot. I should note, at this point, that there are several rather cute girls... young women... in my Tuesday lab that starts at 3:00, one of whom happened to also be in Poor Yorrick's, studying. It must have been for a difficult class, because she had many pages full of notes that she was reading over. We waved "hi" to each other. Important details. After Tim got his coffee, we chatted about Tea, the internet, AIDs, Fermionic condensates and Chaos. He wanted to show me a website with games/animations explaining the matter at hand. Not because we needed it, but because it was impressive in that they made it easy to understand and accessible. A fruitless search, at least for the time at hand. We left off with me directing him to www.thanko.jp for viewing their ... unique... electronic products (no, not that unique).
Tim just has a renewed interest in learning, it seems, and I hope it stays with him as it is an advantageous trait.
I headed off for the RENR lab around 2:52, ok, so, exactly at 2:52 and had just enough time to listen to other people talk about and study for the quiz that we were going to have in there. The quiz was trivial. The TA went over our lab for the day and then we all went out to a University van to drive out to Lick Creek Park. The lab consisted of a few hours (maybe 2 total) of romping around out there in the grassland savannah section, practicing different quantitative sampling techniques. It consisted of performing the different kinds of samplings (one for grass/forbs, one for shrubs and one for trees) at each of four points along a line through the grassland. Random number generation set our points at a distance of 56 meters apart along the line. I can't help but think I was the most enthused in the group, as I actually was the most enthused. See what I did there?
We ended 10 minutes late at 5:10 and headed back to the van. Along the trek back, I found a beetle laying on its back, so I picked it up and brought it with me to use for my Ento 201 insect collection. Our TA took what could only be called the "scenic" route back to campus, as it involved crossing to the other side of Highway six to get to Welborn, and driving back along it until George Bush Dr. This took at least an extra 10 minutes over what it would have taken if we just took Highway six. Needless to say, though I find it is needed enough to write about it, we did not get back until almost 6:00 P.M. I found a cup for my beetle back in the classroom and he is now resting peacefully in the freezer.
I am pretty sure that after I got back home, I have managed to do nothing of any worth. I posted on Hobbes, Hypeo and Oink for about an hour, watched 2 hours of PBS shows (one about neutrinos and the other about Newton) while indulging in pizza left over from Monday's run to Gumbys, and a bowl of what is arguably the best available pre-packaged quacamole. I mean, I've had better quacamole, but that has only been the fresh homemade stuff. I called my parents and talked to them for a while and then I apparently farted away yet another hour on Hobbes and other forums, because I didn't start writing this until around 11:00.
Shit, I need to go clean my dishes, they're still sitting out on the table.
Closing thought: I have much more respect for scientists who like Dr Pepper than those who don't.