oh lord

poison ivy












it itches so freakin bad

*GASP*

I'M

DONE!!


EXCUSE ME WHILE I TEETER IN AND COLLAPSE.



HERE ARE SOME SCORES. THEY ARE MY SCORES.

Quantitative Reasoning: 360 (92.9%)
Reading Comp: 400 (100.0%)
Biology: 330 (71.8%)
General Chemistry: 290 (40.5%) (AAARGH)
Organic Chemistry: 300 (52.8%)
Physics: 320 (70.5%)
Total Science: 310 (59.3%)

Academic Average: 330 (81.5%)

SO. THERE THEY ARE. I DON'T KNOW HOW GOOD THEY ARE YET. THEY MIGHT NOT BE GOOD AT ALL. THEY MIGHT BE BAD. I JUST DON'T KNOW YET, YOU SEE. I SHOULD KNOW SOON. AVERAGE FOR UAB LAST YEAR WAS A 327, SO. THERE'S THAT.




wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I leave for my OAT in less than an hour.

Wish me luck!

MAN I WISH I WERE AS AWESOME AS JADE. SHE SURE IS AWESOME.

a petite update: i am indeed still alive, just freeeeaking busy with work and visiting relatives and a yard sale next saturday. just waiting to catch a break; i will be back!

GASP

GASP

Dear Student:

I have re-examined the classroom grading for BIOL4100 and found that there were errors that occurred during the transfer of the classroom grades to the main grading spreadsheet. I just realized this error this morning. Most of the grades in the course were unaffected; only you seven students, and no grades dropped; they only improved. I have filled out the paperwork to correct these grades, and am copying my chair (Dr. Feminella) and [the dean] Dr. Larry Wit, so that they know that the changes are coming through. The paperwork will take a few days to sign off and then the grades will be changed by the Registrar.

I sincerely apologize for the error. [blah blah excuses snip] Again, my apologies and the grades should change fairly soon, probably in a couple of weeks.

Sincerely,

Dr. Moss

IS THIS THE REAL LIFE? IS THIS JUST FANTASY? because I was pretty sure stuff like this didn't happen in real life, especially when the course involved is my only C of the year! \o/

IN CELEBRATION, A MEME FROM asuka_chan:

1. Comment to this post with absolutely anything that you want to see of my real life.
2. I will post photographs of the requested items/people/places.

but I swear if anyone says your favorite book/shoes/socks/place i will--i will REFUSE TO ANSWER and instead post a picture of something else! yeah!

tuesday - friday scrubs and my idiot face

( red, black, blue, khaki )

( and also a picture of a corner of my room with nice lighting )

so the job's going moderately better? i've achieved a modicum of competency, at least with the paperwork and entering new patients into the (1983 vintage) computer system. but today i still forgot to put in insurance on a new patient and print out the insurance forms for two others. frickin' people with vsp, screwin' up my barely-grasped routine.

also, to make matters worse and my self-confidence a little more untenable, the woman i'm temping for had her baby on friday, a week earlier than predicted. which means i'm flying without a net, woe woe woe. plus side: baby's more than adorable and perfectly healthy minus minor jaundice.

also plus side: thursday and friday of last week, only one of the three doctors was in the office, so i got to take it kind of slow my first day on my own. one of the doctors came back today, but the third one coming back on thursday has the heaviest schedule by far, and fraaaaaankly i'm kinda nervous. he's also my optometrist as well but he's extremely picky about how things are run. still, the other woman who works the front desk says as long as i get the bodies in the computer and ready for the assistants, everything else (phones, superfluous paperwork, scheduling appointments) can fall by the wayside. sucks that that's the stuff i still remember from last summer.

ANYWAY. things are looking up. still learning, but getting there.

also, registered for the OAT. june 25. g-guh.

first day of work today omg so freaking busy

i have no idea how i'm going to handle half of this when the woman i'm replacing goes on maternity leave

plus computer's down again which doesn't directly affect me but it is very distracting for one of my coworkers to keep BANG BANG BANGING on a laptop ten feet away

seriously has banging on laptops ever worked I THINK NOT

especially when what's wrong is missing software, not hardware

except i can't tell her that because it's my first day

and now i have to drive back to the office in my scrubs that don't fit

sucks

sucks

( sucks )

Get Your Cyborg Name

QUARK SAYS GO SEE STAR TREK or ELSE

Which I did again today. It was an accident, though; my mom's wanted to go see State of Play for weeks and she thought there was a showing today at one, but it turns out she had yesterday's showtimes and so instead of seeing nothing, we decided to force ourselves to sit through another two hours of Kirk and Spock (and Uhura and Sulu and Chekov and Scotty) being sexier than ever. But for the record, though, it was a terribly hard decision. I mean, we probably debated it for a whole thirty seconds.

other movies i want to see: transformers ii, g.i. joe, up

things i plan to do today:

• watch the whale movie
• watch all about eve
• finish jade's birthday gift
• bleach vol 6-10 icons
• watch new family guy episode!
• further bulletins as events warrant

Went to go see Star Trek movie with the family yesterday

my review:

\o/

GO SEE THIS THING SO HARD

SO HARD

This has been one of my worst weeks in a long time. A lot of things went wrong, I suspect my GPA will have dropped significantly from exams, and I was told I need a phenomenal score on the OAT to be even considered for an interview. And then last night, plans I'd really been looking forward to fell through at the last minute; the arsenic cherry on the poop cake.

Anyway, I'm moving back to Huntsville today. Hopefully things will pick up there.

1. MEME. Comment, and I'll do an insta-drabble ficlet thing, prompted from whatever icon you use. Or if you don't have an icon for what you want just give me a random prompt.

BRING

IT

ON


2. oops

olive garden lines the bags their breadsticks come in in metal



hope the roommate likes her microwave crispy


3. ( EASTER PICTURES i have a dress! and a brother! )

taken from hikari_cyhan: Make a list of all the characters in your icons. (Although you may have more than one icon of a single character, they only go on the list once.) Alphabetize it. Take the first two people on the list; that's your first pairing for battle. Second two people; second pairing for battle. Etc. Then write your reaction to each battle.

( HIKARU VS. HITLER! BYAKUYA VS. CALVIN! AND MORE! )

argh my grapefruit just squirted juice all over my computer screen

now if anyone ever asks i have to say a delicious but fleshy fruit peed all over it



how utterly ignominious

Guh. Nyquil is one of the most disgusting things I have ever had the displeasure of drinking. How do people get addicted to that stuff? It's like drinking a peppermint covered in a really bad red wine. With just a hint of Novocaine to numb the mouth. Forget colds, man. This stuff sucks.

I went to my first bar ever last night!

In unrelated news, I got drunk for the first time ever last night!

Beverages consumed:

• one (1) shot of Royal Flush


• one (1) glass of Absolut(e) Stress


• one (1) shot of Liquid Valium


• three (3) sips of top-shelf beer (unsure of name--started with a K, I think)


• one-half (1/2) a Coors Light

The first four beverages were consumed at a nice little restaurant/bar called The Alehouse. One of my friends had a birthday, and the present he wanted from me was to see how I acted when I consumed alcohol, so he and another friend took me out. Also, apparently the bartender (named Dave) was very nice and gave us the shots of Royal Flush on the house. What was terribly sad, though, was that that single shot was enough to get me buzzed. Add on the other drinks, and well. Haha.

The first indication that I was no longer completely lucid was that a small sign displaying the words "Southern Comfort" fascinated me with the precision of its lettering. The second sign was my uncontrollable giggling. Dustin, one of the guys who took me out, is almost a foot shorter than my brother, and for some reason imagining them standing next to each other struck me as hilarious. I also laughed very hard at the top of a tequila bottle behind the bar because it looked like a penis. As anyone will tell you, I am a horribly vanilla prude and it took Dustin and Mike four tries to coax it out of me. Oh well. It totally did.

You know what sucked, though? Was that the Absolut(e) Stress was this fruity cranberry drink, and I felt so stereotypically girly drinking it. But I don't like the taste of beer! The other alcohols I don't mind too much, but beer just makes me think of drunk guys falling on me at football games and this one time my dad got a beer spilled on him catching a fly ball at a Stars game. Hilarious, but man, I got so sick of the smell by the fifth.

The most enjoyable physical sensation for me, though, was the feeling of...looseness? Like my arms were half-asleep. Also my fingernails were numb. I remember I had to get off the stool very carefully because I wasn't sure if my feet were going to hit the ground or if I was just going to...float away.

...

I bet every single person on my flist is laughing their butts off at me right now. I DON'T CARE I'M RECORDING THIS FOR POSTERITY

Anyway, then we went over to another friend's house and I had the half-bottle of Coors and we played my first ever drinking game (like B.S. but you have to put your cards face down and remember their location) and I talked to Jade and Katy and Rob over IM.

Conclusion: when I'm drunk, I type poorly. Very poorly. This goes back to that whole loose-armed feeling, but man, I was amazed they were able to decipher some of my little alphabetical atrocities.

Then around two my stomach started flipping a little. Katy told me to drink a lot of water to prevent a hangover, so I did, and then I got up about every two hours the rest of the night to pee. No hangover, though, so I guess it works! You just don't sleep through the night.

Still, it was a lot of fun. Hopefully we can go out again soon and I can not order something dumb and fruity.



Anyway, that was my adventure this weekend! Tell me about yours!

just finished 3000 word cell bio paper

paper due in uh. three hours.

gonna--gonna get a little sleep

I have a massive test tomorrow in cell biology but I can't study for it because I have to go to five concerts for music appreciation and there are only five concerts left at the school and one of them is tonight! I am extremely worried about time as I seem to have none left.

I ONLY NEED THIRTEEN MORE COMMENTS TO BECOME THE MOST COMMENTED METAQUOTE ON THE FIRST PAGE. yes, this is important to me. It's a tiny little goal that doesn't actually require skill to accomplish and gives you no prestige whatsoever but still gives you a little warm spark in your heart when you think about it

this will end well

WHAT. WHAT

I JUST GOT A REQUEST. FOR ART. FROM SOMEONE ON THE INTERNET. Someone has very low standards, ohoho~

Hi,

Could you draw a scene from my favorite current fan fiction please? It can be any scene, and done in whatever style you want! [link] It's not mine, but I really like it and your work!

I couldn't find whether you were open for requests or not, so if you're not, sorry to bother you! Please reply though.

Thanks!

I mean, I probably can't do it because of that whole cell bio paper thing but MY GOD THE EGO BOOST. I LOVE YOU INTERNET STRANGER.

ETA: :|

:||||||

IT'S A ZUTARA FANFIC.

my—my love for you has diminished, internet stranger

as my gallery only contains kataang and further perusals indicate you did not actually favorite anything

ladies and gentlemen

i&mdash

i believe i have been the victim of a drive-by ficpimp

i feel so used

So basically, I'm burnt out.

I have absolutely no motivation left for school, which sucks because I have so many things I should be doing. I need to set up five interviews, I need to figure out two more teachers for recommendations, I need to be studying for my OAT (that I'm taking in May, for crying out loud), and that's just the extracurricular stuff.

For my classes, I've got a ten-page cell bio paper I haven't got a topic for due in two weeks, a massive lab report half-finished due last week, I've still got five concerts to go to for music appreciation, and three tests in four days that I can't bring myself to study for.

And it's not even like I hate studying or anything--I really enjoy the satisfaction of getting a good grade, but it feels like I cannot physically make myself study. I had a microbio test this morning that I didn't start studying for until one o'clock this morning because I literally could not bring myself to sit down and open the book. And even once I did, I could be distracted by absolutely anything. I mean, I played Word Whomp (WORD WHOMP) for freaking two hours yesterday, and I can't focus on microbio for thirty minutes?

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME SERIOUSLY.

Okay, I know part of it is just a lack of discipline--but the thing is, I've never really had to study before. In high school, I'd study maybe fifteen minutes for a test and get a low B or C, but the homework in each class always pulled me up to an A. I had no problem doing homework; really, I kind of enjoyed it. But obviously there's no homework to grade in classes with 300+ students, and my GPA's suffering for it.

There's also an element of--having worked for an optometrist over the last summer, I am now acutely aware of how much time I'm wasting in these classes. I literally will never use this information again, a serious motivation-killer.

But I think the biggest problem I have is part of my personality; I just don't handle stress well. The more things pile onto my plate, the more I shut down. Lists just weigh on me with how much is left to do, so I solve the problems by not thinking about them. (I also sleep a lot—clearly a much better use of my time.) This is why I also spent two hours on a new layout instead of studying for the test.

The thing is: I'm setting myself up to fail, here, and fail hard, like, seriously jeopardizing my future career hard, and the worst part is I can't seem to care about it at all.

romeo save me i've been feelin' so alone
i keep waitin' foasredr tuyoui obut you never come
is this in my head i don't know what to think
he knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring and said

mawwy me juwiet
you nevewr have to be awone
i wuv you and dat's awwl i reawly know
i tawked to youwr dad go pick out a white dwess
it's a wuv stowy
baby just saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay...yesssssssssssssssssssssss

i would like to point out that quark fell over laughing, thus meaning that the subject line is ASS ACTUALLY TWU and not just me being like "lol i will make a subject line that will show it's totes me posting but people will think it is quark and think i really am awesome."  but clearly i AM awesome, so yeah.

:-D

quark: laskjfhlskajfh
quark: AM I STILL HERE
jade: didn' you fall?
quark: i did i did
jade: *catches*
quark: *clings*
jade: has sweaty palms
quark: grooooooooooss
jade: o noez u are slipping
jade: doors are north, south, and dennis
quark: >north
jade: you fall into an abyss TRY AGAIN
jade: o noez u are slipping
jade: doors are north south and dennis
quark: >south
jade: you fall into the sky TRY AGAIN
jade: o noez u are slipping
jade: doors are north, south, and dennis
quark: >east
jade: you fall off the map of the known world TRY AGAIN
jade: doors are north, south, and dennis
quark: >3
jade: you stabbed a butterfly congratulations
jade: sadist
jade: doors are north, south, and dennis
quark: >DENNIS
quark: >FINE, DENNIS
jade: Dennis wraps you in his strong, muscley arms. "Will you be mine forever?"
quark: >punch dennis
jade: Dennis is so muscley he does not feel the punch.
quark: >smooch dennis
jade: Dennis smooches you back and lifts you to safety. "To the priest!"
quark: >take priest
jade: the priest is mildly surprised that you make sexual advances towards him, but does not resist.
( quark: >smooch priest )

Sorry I haven't been around much lately. All my classes and deadlines and PPAC stuff and more classes are eating me alive right now. BUT if I can make it through Wednesday, I ought to be able to make some kind of proper update. <3



also anyone have good stress relief tips

by Quark


The night has passed, the morning come—
in technical amount

It's a.m., but 4:24;
The sun's not yet come out.

My body says it's noon outside
(My mind still has its doubts)

And I, concerned, just toss and turn
a-fearing that the count

Of hours left 'fore my first class
will interfere with my

Ability to stay awake
and take notes on the fly.

"Alas," I cry. "Oh, woe is me!"
(But only in my head.

As miserable as I may be,
my roommate's still in bed.)

So here I'll lie another hour
and maybe one more, too.

If I must have this stupid cold,
I'll share the pain with you.

http://community.livejournal.com/sf_drama/1940393.html?thread=248668585#t248668585

Guys...is my icon really that disturbing? I mean, I feel like the amount of fuss made over it is...excessive?



edit: an attention whore? w-willow ;_;