Things keep bringing me down
I'm not a super-huge fan of leaving work early, even when my sinus are beating at my face and clawing at my forehead and neck and my stomach is being punched repeatedly so sometimes I can't breathe. But also I was dizzy. So last night I left work early.
I had been feeling moderately okay. I had known there was something going on in my digestive area, but I'd had worse. I thought. Smells were making it worse and on my break I could hardly get through three bites of chicken. Finally I gave up.
When I got home I curled up under a blanket and a heating pad, and read Naked Economics and drank from a water bottle. I was miserable from sickness and guilt.
So the Father's Day plans are ruined. I've gotten a lot of homework done for my economics class, but I had been really looking forward to hanging out with my parents. Instead I've been chained to a couch by a heating pad and sinus pressure. Walking to and from the bathroom is an accomplishment. Dad spent the afternoon watching Nats highlights, and Mom finished a book and played Angry Birds. Now they're going grocery shopping, and I've managed to eat a whole piece of toast and jelly without feeling like throwing up.
I hate my life sometimes.
I hadn't realized how thoroughly creepy Pink-Shirt-Engineering-Major was until he had backed me into a corner and demanded to know my scores on the last two quizzes and on the midterm (4/10, 10/10, and 54/100). His eyes were crazy, you guys. Normally I find lantern jaws attractive in a guy (exhibit a is behind James' beard), but it actually makes him look like a thug.
"What's a 4?" he asked when I finally spilled the beans.
"It's a 4/10," I said. "I didn't pass because I hadn't read the chapter."
"Why didn't you pass?"
"Because I didn't read the chapter."
"So did you pass?"
Oh my god.
When I got 10/10 on the next two quizzes I nearly rubbed them in his face. Like, literally. Just take those pieces of paper and rub them in his noisy face. I have no idea why I can't stand this guy so much. People have done far worse and I haven't wanted to rub paper in their faces.
I don't really understand Aggregate Demand and the Solow Growth Curve, so I stayed behind today to ask Prof Chen about them. First I had to wait for PSEM to run through all the various ways he could ask if we're going to be tested on Chapter 8 on the final. Finally he turned to pack his bookbag, and I was able to ask my questions. Kind of. PSEM kept interrupting to ask if we were going to be tested on Chapter 8. Prof Chen kept answering the same way: No, that was covered on the midterm, but it's good to know Chapter 8 anyway.
Finally I said, "Not directly, but it's good to have it as background."
HE FINALLY SHUT UP.
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