Damn you procrastination!
This quarter I was fairly ontop of things in every class...... Except H550. Which is why I'm writing my entire b.s. paper now. Almost done w/ it at 4 AM.... the class is at 8... as in 4 hours from now. I hafta go to CVS to get a soft-cover thingy for it... ya kno, the things you'd put your middle school reports in because you thought it looked sweet? yea, wtf? I thought paperclips were the "in" thing in college. Oh yah, and I have a final in that class in 4 hours as well. That I have not studied for. That I have missed probably a quarter of the classes in since the midterm. can we say "fucked?"
But, otherwise, I am doing much better. Minus my super-awkward moment today. Which I will tell you about, b/c thats what lj is for.
So VOX (voices for planned parenthood) is throwing a Safe Sex-travaganza tomorrow (today, Wednesday) evening. We're raffling off prizes (sextacular ones!) and I volunteered to buy a big box of condoms for one of the prizes. So I go to Target, I'm standing there, deciding if I should get the big box of lubricated ones, or regular box of Her Pleasure, when my counseling psych prof, who is also my academic counselor, walks down the aisle. we see each other, so I give her a "hi, how's it going?" and get a "good, how are you?" "oh i'm fine"
So I grab my big box of condoms, and hse goes on to browse the tampons.
Now if they were for me I wouldn't have felt so weird. If it hadn't been a Tuesday, when I have her class on Wednesday, it also would not have been so strange. But it was definately AWKWARD! so awkward I felt the need to tell the poor kid at the register about it... spreading my awkwardness.
But hey, if you're an OSU student, come to Page Hall tomorrow nite at 6:30 for cookies, pizza, cider, a showing of the movie Cider House Rules, and sextacular raffle prizes~!
...AAAAAAAAND back to typing my god-awful paper
But, otherwise, I am doing much better. Minus my super-awkward moment today. Which I will tell you about, b/c thats what lj is for.
So VOX (voices for planned parenthood) is throwing a Safe Sex-travaganza tomorrow (today, Wednesday) evening. We're raffling off prizes (sextacular ones!) and I volunteered to buy a big box of condoms for one of the prizes. So I go to Target, I'm standing there, deciding if I should get the big box of lubricated ones, or regular box of Her Pleasure, when my counseling psych prof, who is also my academic counselor, walks down the aisle. we see each other, so I give her a "hi, how's it going?" and get a "good, how are you?" "oh i'm fine"
So I grab my big box of condoms, and hse goes on to browse the tampons.
Now if they were for me I wouldn't have felt so weird. If it hadn't been a Tuesday, when I have her class on Wednesday, it also would not have been so strange. But it was definately AWKWARD! so awkward I felt the need to tell the poor kid at the register about it... spreading my awkwardness.
But hey, if you're an OSU student, come to Page Hall tomorrow nite at 6:30 for cookies, pizza, cider, a showing of the movie Cider House Rules, and sextacular raffle prizes~!
...AAAAAAAAND back to typing my god-awful paper