Quinnesec next weekend! Yay! I'm glad we're going up now, before it gets crazy cold. So excited to see the paper mill. And to be in the UP. Going to be fun, cold, educational and beautiful.
So after the meeting tonight, Nikki came up to me:
"Adriane would you like to go to Florida in January to the TAPPI conference?"
"... Will I be missing classes?"
"No, it's on the Martin Luther break."
"Then yes, yes I would."
And that's that.
Germany in four years.
And do you want to know the super sweet awesome thing? It's totally paid for. Next weekend all I have to do is pay for two on the road meals. Florida is all paid for. Germany is all paid for (after I get invited, of course. Dr. Raj and Dr. Abubakr are dying to invite me... they just don't know it yet.)
Adriane in Calculus II today: *mumblegrumble
Teacher starts passing out graded tests- Adriane's ears perk up....
Adriane gets test back
>>
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-scanscanscan-
O.O
...no way...
mind-Adriane gets on knees and cries out in glorious triumph FINALLY!!!
100/100
I don't wanna grow up; I'm a Toys-R-Us kid.
So we did our fitness test yesterday. It was fine, but holy hell was it hot. We were supposed to run/walk on the track for 12 minutes, and I was able to run a mile, but then I had to start walking. ;_; So out of shape compared to a year ago. Then we did abdominal curls, which suck, by the way (killed my neck), and push ups and one sit and reach. I didn't mind any of it, but this morning I couldn't even get out of bed. It was ridiculous how sore I was. My arms and legs ache terribly and for some reason my jaw is killing me.
I woke up dizzy still, even after taking the medication. It wasn't as bad as it usually is, though, so maybe it's working.
-_- <- skeptical Adriane.
I am showing progress. Today I'm not going to eat lunch in my car and watch the parking police write tickets for 2 hours, no matter how fun it is.
No, I'll eat my lunch at the rec center, even though there are a bunch of very fit people watching and probably laughing at me. Meh.
So I got 36/50 on my Econ test. -_- psh. Who needs a 4.0 anyway? Not I, said the little Adriane. And then she continued. Just a 3.7, otherwise my beautiful scholarship will be taken away from me....
So I'm at the CEAS right now. A bunch of us are getting together for a resume workshop building thing. It was really quiet, and then Danielle and Nikki showed up. I love being a part of this, as I sit outside and update my ET diary. ^_^
I want to go home.
So I love Mr. Perialas. He's awesome. I e-mailed him earlier this morning with some questions, and he's just so funny. >< This doesn't really help with the withdrawal I've been suffering from ...but oh well.
Apparently, we have a very active chapter of Zombies vs. Humans.
http://pics.li
Now if only I could start up the Quidditch team....
O.O
http://uk.yout
no, this is not worksafe
You know what I'm going to do, other than calculus or study for my numerous tests? I'm going to watch my screensaver.
Because it's awesome.
Annnd
off she goes
I just wrote a huge diary about everything that's going on in my life and decided it was stupid. Here's a summary:
Emotions: Bored. SOMEONE PLEASE UPDATE THEIR ET!!!
Work: No moneez.
Swimming: Distracting. My professor has the back dimples *can'tlookaway
Econ: Blahness
Chemistry: Disappointing
Calc II: O.O omglost
Pulp and Paper: TOALLY FRIKKEN AMAZING, MAN!
*cough*
And would it have been worth it, after all,
Would it have been worth while,
After the sunsets and the dooryards and the sprinkled streets,
After the novels, after the teacups, after the skirts that trail along the
floor--
And this, and so much more?--
It is impossible to say just what I mean!
But as if a magic lantern threw the nerves in patterns on a screen:
Would it have been worth while
If one, settling a pillow or throwing off a shawl,
And turning toward the window, should say:
"That is not it at all,
That is not what I meant, at all."
adriane no feel goody. -_-
I am very much a helpless little girl who ruins pretty much everything. Yeah.
Made an idiot of myself in the lab.... again. Ugh.
My stomach is grumbling, and it's only 11. I think I'll eat lunch anyway, and get out of here. *wants to hide*
It's karma, I tell you. One day there's an orgasm, the next there's this gripping, overwhelming feeling of complete chaos taking hold of my innards leaving me disoriented, confused and quite humbled. Only math, I tell you! I'm going to fail this class, and, God damn it, I'm going to love it!
So we're actually getting in the pool in swimming today. Not sure how that's going to go over, seeing as I've pretty much given up any attempt at taming the wild curlies. Meh. They shouldn't be looking anyway, those creepers.
Uhhhm, vat else vat else I vondah....
Court ruled in favor of WB/Rowling in the Lexicon case. This had me so upset last night (along with the old news that Meyer will not be writing Midnight Sun) that I concluded that my faith in the human race was naively misplaced and I am now so completely distraught and heartbroken that I, once again, feel lost, but am not receiving any masochistic pleasure (unlike from that slippery Calculus class). The Harry Potter series has defined so much of my life that I feel utterly betrayed by the hag author who created such an amazing universe.
Add to that that I forgot a spoon for my jello today, and the week has, indeed, been a failure.
And it's not even noon.
On Tuesday.
"Hey baby, what's your patronus?"
So I'm pretty sure I had an orgasm in Calculus today. Yeah, it was pretty squirmy sweet. Pulp and Paper was awesome because our prof is at some convention, so our lab prof subbed and he's pretty much the funniest Slovakian professor I've ever had. Chemistry is always fun.
Knock knock.
Who's there?
You know.
You know who?
YES! AVADA KEDAVRA! MUAAHAHAHA!!!
...
-ded-
Verve Pipe live was pretty amazing. I should have gone to the football game, but I'll be going to the one on the 20th and the one at CMU. Apparently there were 27,000 some at the game yesterday.
Dad leaves in 29 minutes.
Does Integration by Parts give anyone else nippons? My professor can't really explain anything to me in a non-kindergart
So I got stuck in the retard Calc II class, as ridiculous as that sounds. No, I certainly don't know everything, and I've already made myself look like an idiot, but I still think she goes way too slow and talks to us like we're toddlers just learning how to tie our shoelaces.
Seriously. College blows.
Today was better.
http://pics.li
So... college.
college < happiness
And make-you-think picture of the day?
Oh, yes, I do have one.
http://pics.li