Wow! It's an update!
Yeah, yeah, so I don't update. Wanna make something of it? Since people are complaining about it, have a rant about the math lab.
To the guy in the business class who comes in with the godawful noisy calculator: I understand and sympathize with your plight what with not being a native english speaker and all, but really, could you at least read the book before you get here? It may be psychologically beneficial to read the instructions out loud to your math tutor slowly, but there are six other people in the room who need help! It also may help if you ask for assistance on sequential problems, instead of inquiring about page 63, then 42, then 71, then 48, then 102, mkay? Bookmarks. Use them.
To the guy in the extremely dorky hat: I brought my game boy so I could entertain myself when not doing math. This does not mean that, if you do not wish to talk about math, it would be very kind of you to point out how behind the times I am in my portable entertainment paraphernalia, which by the way is both pink and free so why would I be unhappy with it? And no, I am not going to be impressed by your PsP, not even if you can play pornography on it.
To the guy who sleeps in the back of the room: I agree that it's dumb that your professor makes you come in to the math lab even if you don't have any work to do. But please try to find some way to occupy your time other than taking a nap. Because you snore. Loudly. As in the other students can't concentrate loudly. I can't believe a human being can make that much noise with his nose, really.
To the Spainsh class next door that seems regularly to import a 400 decibel mariachi band: Next time I'm calling campus security to report a disturbance. I mean it.
And somebody needs to come up with an antidote to estrogen poisoning.
Okay, I'm done.
And on a lighter note, have a meme!
Meme:
1. Choose five to ten of your all time favorite books.
2. Take the first sentence of the first chapter and make a list in your journal.
3. Don't reveal the author or the title of the book.
4. Now everyone try and guess! Cross them off as they're guessed correctly.
1.) It is related - but God knows and sees best what lies hidden in the old accounts of bygone peoples and times - that long ago, during the time of the Sasanid dynasty, in the peninsulas of India and Indochina, there lived two kings who were brothers.
2.) The primroses were over.
3.) On the fine, bright morning in early May when the whole sensational affair of the Gwytherin relics may properly be considered to have begun, Brother Cadfael had been up long before Prime, pricking out cabbage seedlings before the day was aired, and his thoughts were all on birth, growth and fertility, not at all on graves and reliquaries and violent deaths, whether of saints, sinners or ordinary decent, fallible men like himself.
4.) Linderwall was a large kingdom, just east of the Mountains of Morning, where philosophers were highly respected and the number five was fashionable.
5.) When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
6.) If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.
7.) There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
8.) Mossflower lay deep in the grip of midwinter beneath a sky of leaden gray that showed tinges of scarlet and orange on the horizon.
9.) Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect, by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents; there any unwelcome sensations, arising from domestic affairs changed naturally into pity and contempt as he turned over the almost endless creations of the last century; and there, if every other leaf were powerless, he could read his own history with an interest which never failed.
10.) On the 24th of February, 1810, the look-out at Notre-Dame de la Garde signalled the three-master, the Pharaon from Smyrna, Trieste, and Naples.
Good luck! Some of these are quite hard.
To the guy in the business class who comes in with the godawful noisy calculator: I understand and sympathize with your plight what with not being a native english speaker and all, but really, could you at least read the book before you get here? It may be psychologically beneficial to read the instructions out loud to your math tutor slowly, but there are six other people in the room who need help! It also may help if you ask for assistance on sequential problems, instead of inquiring about page 63, then 42, then 71, then 48, then 102, mkay? Bookmarks. Use them.
To the guy in the extremely dorky hat: I brought my game boy so I could entertain myself when not doing math. This does not mean that, if you do not wish to talk about math, it would be very kind of you to point out how behind the times I am in my portable entertainment paraphernalia, which by the way is both pink and free so why would I be unhappy with it? And no, I am not going to be impressed by your PsP, not even if you can play pornography on it.
To the guy who sleeps in the back of the room: I agree that it's dumb that your professor makes you come in to the math lab even if you don't have any work to do. But please try to find some way to occupy your time other than taking a nap. Because you snore. Loudly. As in the other students can't concentrate loudly. I can't believe a human being can make that much noise with his nose, really.
To the Spainsh class next door that seems regularly to import a 400 decibel mariachi band: Next time I'm calling campus security to report a disturbance. I mean it.
And somebody needs to come up with an antidote to estrogen poisoning.
Okay, I'm done.
And on a lighter note, have a meme!
Meme:
1. Choose five to ten of your all time favorite books.
2. Take the first sentence of the first chapter and make a list in your journal.
3. Don't reveal the author or the title of the book.
4. Now everyone try and guess! Cross them off as they're guessed correctly.
1.) It is related - but God knows and sees best what lies hidden in the old accounts of bygone peoples and times - that long ago, during the time of the Sasanid dynasty, in the peninsulas of India and Indochina, there lived two kings who were brothers.
2.) The primroses were over.
3.) On the fine, bright morning in early May when the whole sensational affair of the Gwytherin relics may properly be considered to have begun, Brother Cadfael had been up long before Prime, pricking out cabbage seedlings before the day was aired, and his thoughts were all on birth, growth and fertility, not at all on graves and reliquaries and violent deaths, whether of saints, sinners or ordinary decent, fallible men like himself.
4.) Linderwall was a large kingdom, just east of the Mountains of Morning, where philosophers were highly respected and the number five was fashionable.
5.) When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.
6.) If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you'll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don't feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.
7.) There was no possibility of taking a walk that day.
8.) Mossflower lay deep in the grip of midwinter beneath a sky of leaden gray that showed tinges of scarlet and orange on the horizon.
9.) Sir Walter Elliot, of Kellynch Hall, in Somersetshire, was a man who, for his own amusement, never took up any book but the Baronetage; there he found occupation for an idle hour, and consolation in a distressed one; there his faculties were roused into admiration and respect, by contemplating the limited remnant of the earliest patents; there any unwelcome sensations, arising from domestic affairs changed naturally into pity and contempt as he turned over the almost endless creations of the last century; and there, if every other leaf were powerless, he could read his own history with an interest which never failed.
10.) On the 24th of February, 1810, the look-out at Notre-Dame de la Garde signalled the three-master, the Pharaon from Smyrna, Trieste, and Naples.
Good luck! Some of these are quite hard.