Just left my biology lab. I sit next to a girl whose lack of comprehension is accompanied by the avid desire to participate. She takes the shotgun method to answering questions. "Inductive. Deductive. False? True!" I expect her to blurt out, "On the moon! With Steve ( Read more... )

Today I

• Got Crash to school on time; 
• Did not kill him. This counts as a separate achievement because he is in some kind of weird pre-pre-adolescent phase of fart jokes, mouthiness, and DRAMATIC mood swing; 
• Remembered I had to do a presentation at 10:00 at the elementary school; 
• Remembered I could not wear jeans to said presentation; 
• Bought a pair ( Read more... )

I finished my mid-terms in respectable fashion and came to two conclusions: one, I like my chosen field; and two, I am dropping poetry like it's hot. Which it isn't.

My poetry professor, she of the epic sensitivity fail,  is sloppy, disorganized, passive-aggressive, and just a fucking disaster. I am quite meticulous about keeping up with my work, ( Read more... )

Whenever I get very cranky reading my classmates' writing, I try to remind myself that when I was 18-22, I was only a handful of years from writing my series of OMG!!UNICORNS!!!!! epics. I was hardly an adolescent, or even a post-adolescent, prodigy. I think I am officially a late-bloomer at life.

HOWEVER, I did know enough by eighteen that if I ( Read more... )

In addition to my speech  & adudiology courses, I picked up a poetry-writing class. It's not shaping up to be my favorite class, possibly because I was stunned by the following incident ( Read more... )

Marry me, www.bibme.com.

I ran across the website and it thrills my geeky little heart. You can search for a source (book, website, journal article, whatever) by title or ISBN. Once you find your source, you select it, add it to your bibliography, and choose your style (MLA, APA, etc.) Abracadabra, and you have a perfectly formatted bibilography ( ( Read more... )

Yesterday I added a class to my schedule, bringing me up to six for the semester. Today I had an episode during a class because my brain said, yikes, the last time we tried to do this college thing we washed out in a tide of miserable failure WHICH IS THE ONLY POSSIBLE RESULT FOR 
ANYTHING YOU DO EVER EVER EVER MU HA HA HA HA.

Thank god for Effexor ( Read more... )

I had a fairly productive day yesterday: I mailed a package that had been hanging around, got some notebooks and such for school, picked up my books, and made some rockin' black bean soup for dinner.

I'm taking Spanish 102, Child Psychology, Technical Writing, Non-Fiction Writing, and Survey of English Literature before 1600.

That last class is ( Read more... )