So college really is for learning...
So today has been relatively uneventful with the exception of a few random things that I have learned. Nothing entertaining by any means but hey, i've written two days in a row. Be proud. And besides, something of signifigance has to happen soon right?
I sat down the my first biology exam and was repulsed to see...a bubble sheet. No essays, no short answers, just...bubbles. And even then, the bubbles weren't confusing or challenging or anything. They were disgustingly obvious. For the life of me I can not understand why I am complaining about this but I expected to be challenged and have to think. I worked my tush off for entirely too many years being a successful college prep student (as Grampa Miller emblazoned on my brain) and now I've been forced to resort back to 4th grade practices. Ugh.
In bowling last week I made a strike and a bunch of spares. Well. Today. This was not the case. I bowled horribly. I was lucky if i knocked down 3 pins. AND, we played "Scotch Doubles." I always thought the game was Bowling. I had no idea that there were different kinds of bowling games. I was annoyed. But anyway, with 5 minutes left in the class, it occured to me that while the ball looked like my ball and weighed the same as my ball, it was not my ball. It was an imposter ball. Once i traded it out for my ball, i converted my spare just in time for class to end. Hmm...what a metaphor.
I was tired. Really tired. Kristen crammed a colorful array of vitamins down my throat last night because i thought i was getting sick which is wonderful. I feel so much better today. Except. With 150% Vitamin C and all sorts of other supplements rushing through my body, i was wide awake at 2am. My biology exam was a 8:30 and as i trudged to the giant lecture hall at 8:25 i thought i was on the verge of death.It was cloudy and ugly outside. I was bored. I was tired. I wanted sleep. Fortunately, I had a lovely little space of time between the exam and bowling and i went to bed. When i woke up (even though i had some REALLY wierd dreams) the sun was shining. There were chirping birds and the sky was beatiful blue (yes, that like that light blue school) and with just an extra hour of sleep, all was well and good in the world.
As if the events of this weekend weren't enough proof of this, today I randomly recieved a beatiful bouquet of flowers. I checked my email and I had a message from the 24 Hour Desk that said I had a package. I had no idea. I hadn't ordered anything and to my knowledge no one had told me they were sending anything so at the very most i was expecting candy or something. So on the way to English I stopped by the desk and they handed me this vase of beatiful flowers. There are roses and daisies and snap dragons and they are wonderful. I began to cry as I read the card and found out that the flowers were from Kevin. I forgot how wonderful he is.
Sorry...I was terribly proud of myself for figuring out lj cuts and felt compelled to put them everywhere.
So, however uneventful, I have the evening sun streaming through the window, the prettiest blue betta fishie blowing bubbles in his water at me, and the most gorgeous bouquet of flowers I have ever seen. Today is good. Life is good.
I sat down the my first biology exam and was repulsed to see...a bubble sheet. No essays, no short answers, just...bubbles. And even then, the bubbles weren't confusing or challenging or anything. They were disgustingly obvious. For the life of me I can not understand why I am complaining about this but I expected to be challenged and have to think. I worked my tush off for entirely too many years being a successful college prep student (as Grampa Miller emblazoned on my brain) and now I've been forced to resort back to 4th grade practices. Ugh.
In bowling last week I made a strike and a bunch of spares. Well. Today. This was not the case. I bowled horribly. I was lucky if i knocked down 3 pins. AND, we played "Scotch Doubles." I always thought the game was Bowling. I had no idea that there were different kinds of bowling games. I was annoyed. But anyway, with 5 minutes left in the class, it occured to me that while the ball looked like my ball and weighed the same as my ball, it was not my ball. It was an imposter ball. Once i traded it out for my ball, i converted my spare just in time for class to end. Hmm...what a metaphor.
I was tired. Really tired. Kristen crammed a colorful array of vitamins down my throat last night because i thought i was getting sick which is wonderful. I feel so much better today. Except. With 150% Vitamin C and all sorts of other supplements rushing through my body, i was wide awake at 2am. My biology exam was a 8:30 and as i trudged to the giant lecture hall at 8:25 i thought i was on the verge of death.It was cloudy and ugly outside. I was bored. I was tired. I wanted sleep. Fortunately, I had a lovely little space of time between the exam and bowling and i went to bed. When i woke up (even though i had some REALLY wierd dreams) the sun was shining. There were chirping birds and the sky was beatiful blue (yes, that like that light blue school) and with just an extra hour of sleep, all was well and good in the world.
As if the events of this weekend weren't enough proof of this, today I randomly recieved a beatiful bouquet of flowers. I checked my email and I had a message from the 24 Hour Desk that said I had a package. I had no idea. I hadn't ordered anything and to my knowledge no one had told me they were sending anything so at the very most i was expecting candy or something. So on the way to English I stopped by the desk and they handed me this vase of beatiful flowers. There are roses and daisies and snap dragons and they are wonderful. I began to cry as I read the card and found out that the flowers were from Kevin. I forgot how wonderful he is.
Sorry...I was terribly proud of myself for figuring out lj cuts and felt compelled to put them everywhere.
So, however uneventful, I have the evening sun streaming through the window, the prettiest blue betta fishie blowing bubbles in his water at me, and the most gorgeous bouquet of flowers I have ever seen. Today is good. Life is good.