I came home today to check to see on how Mojo was doing.  For the past few days I was worried about him because I talked with Emily and she said that it's very probable that he has breast cancer (male guinea pig AND breast cancer?  Don't see the logic there... ).  Res was getting really irritating because I feel like I need to defend why I should ( Read more... )

I've studied hard for my social psychology exam tomorrow, but I'm extremely nervous.  Every single time for this course, I feel prepared walking into the tests, and then the multiple choice and short answer questions kill me.  I feel like I know my stuff, but I can't be sure, so the uncertainty is killing me.  I just want to make it through the ( Read more... )

Hmmm.  It seems like everyday that I'm plagued with all these decisions.  It's not the choices where a happy outcome can happen like, "Do you want to go shopping or get your hair done?"; rather, it's "Do you feel like going to Kelly or do you feel like going to Gerstein?" or "Do you want to study statistics or do want to study social psychology?" ( Read more... )

I forgot how bad phone conversations can be when you don't know people.  We had nothing really to talk about, there were a lot of awkward pauses and points where I wanted to just slam the phone shut because it was pretty damn boring.  I can understand it's hard to talk to people when you don't really know them, but I didn't know it was this hard.  ( Read more... )

This week is bizzaro.

It's killing me!!!  I'm up, and my eyes are burning.  Last night was an interesting night to say none the least.  I kinda feel weird now that I gave out my number to Brian, but he may not even call.  He was telling me that he'd see me in Kelly so that he could distract me.  Curious.

Oh man.  I'm really not a morning person.

This week from hell is finally over which now means that I get to party one night before it all goes to hell again.  I don't think that I'm goinng to be drinking that much tonight because tomorrow I have job training (starting at 10 fucking am in the morning) tomorrow.  I don't think that it would look good on my part having a huge hangover and ( Read more... )

Prank calls are only good when they're actually good.

If you call without a blocked caller ID, you will be found out soon enough.

All I have to say is WEAK.

All I want is another sad engineer prank call. 

Piccadilly's was certainly a crazy evening last night.  I didn't have that too much to drink before the St. Mike's hockey game, so by the time that we actually got to Piccadilly's my drunk high was becoming a drunk, yet very "clear about what's going on" drunk.  I think everyone was a lot more drunk than I was (the most standing out in my mind ( Read more... )

This has been one strange last 2 weeks concerning exes...

Last week, on the way back, I ran into Mr. Sub walking back from class.  He whistled at me when I was in front of him and turned around in shock when I realized that it was him.  He walked me back to res which was nice (nice meaning weird) of him.  He kept on acting strange around me, like ( Read more... )