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| Saturday, September 1st, 2007 | | 4:23 pm |
Lazy Saturday
I've officially been in Scotland for 1 month. I have a job, a flat, a bank account, and soon will have the equivalent of my Social Security #. I realized the other day that I now have 3 different numbers for the floating around the world.... Umm, so I think I broke the tv... I was turning it off and on while trying to get the dvd player to work, and now it won't turn on. At all. *wince* Not looking forward to telling Johnnie and Sophie when they get back. Hopefully Johnnie can fix it. Somehow. I swear I'm not normally such bad luck for electronics. *sniff* Now I'm watching Bourne Ultimatum on my laptop instead. Crappy copy, but yay for watching for free! So excited! So I'm starting to plan my first weekend trip. I think it'll be mid-September, up to Glencoe. It's a bit north of Edinburgh/Glasgow, but should still be a pretty short bus trip, and the hiking and trails are supposed to be awesome. Also have tentative plans to go with Johnnie to a show next Sunday (Eurasia's, or something like that), and to a local museum exhibit some weekend before mid-October. Lol, has a "15 seconds of fame" thing where you can send in a picture and it goes on the screen for 15 seconds. =D Sunday night'll be the huge fireworks show that Edinburgh Castle puts on to celebrate the end of the Fringe Festival. It's supposed to be amazing. October will maybe be a trip down to France to see Jenni? Hmm, I need to talk to Claire to see when would be a good time to go see her in Rome. Maybe that'll be November's trip. And hopefully random other trips around Scotland since those I don't need to ask for any time off work for. December hopefully I'll get to see Ireland and Wales with my parents. It feels so weird to say all that... they're all places that always seem so "far away" and like a dream. If that makes any sense. Hmm. Mmm, the continuing saga of my bank account. Sigh. Once upon a time, there was a girl in a foreign country. She had navigated the twists and turns of the Bureaucracy and finally managed to conquer the evil demons of Red Tape at the Royal Bank of Scotland. Only, before they were vanquished, they made an alliance with the computers in the land of Temp Agency. The computers foiled her first paycheck by not depositing money in her shiny new account when they were supposed to. She frantically called the Evil Overlady of Temp Agency using a magic mirror, who reassured her that the treasure would be there the following day, but only AFTER the banks had closed for the day so the girl couldn't check or withdraw any money. The following week, she tried to fax her time sheet to the Evil Overlady, relying on the magic technology so that she could catch her valliant steed (also known as the bus) home. Later the poor girl receives a call on the magic mirror telling her that the Evil Overlady of Temp Agency never received her time sheet. The girl is now unsure when she'll ever get to see any of the treasure, but maybe eventually there will be a "Happily Ever After...." Lol, yah, I have to call my boss Monday morning asap. Sigh. Hopefully I'll be able to get a copy of the timesheet I gave Boss-Lady, and be able to deliver the darn thing in person to my rep at the temp agency. And get to the banks before it closes since I have to go inside to withdraw any money, as I wont' have a bankcard for a couple of weeks. Other than that tho, the job is still wonderful. Everyone's fun and nice, and Boss-Lady says she's happy with my work. I get to learn how to do the paperwork for the transfers on Monday, weeeeee. Of course, at the end of next week, the main Admin Assistant is going on vacation for a week, so I get to take over all of the mail sorting and filing by myself. Should be fun. At any rate, I was thinking that on a positive note, if I don't find a health-related receptionist/admin position when I get home, this gives me experience in a solicitor/lawyer's office, so I might be able to score one of those jobs. More money, lol. There will be postcards as soon as I go get a bunch of them. I think I'm going to take a nap after watching Bourne. Only slept about 4 hours last night. Besides, then people will be awake and probably online for me to talk to. Today is my lazy day, haha. Tomorrow morning I'm going to the tech place to try to get a power adaptor for my laptop. Hopefully soon we will also get a wireless router, so I don't have to hijack the cable modem when I want to use my laptop. Current Mood: worried | | Sunday, August 26th, 2007 | | 4:58 pm |
Arthur's Seat I climbed Arthur’s Seat today. Located in the southeast of the city, it is one of, if not the tallest spot in Edinburgh. An easy enough climb, I made it in about 40 minutes and I was going fairly slowly. I have pictures, but unfortunately need to experiment with getting my computer to talk to my camera again before anybody will be able to see them. I forget sometimes that I need to get out and get away. Details and the little drags and drops of life pull me in and I lose track of my ways of coping with stress. It’s always the little things, though it was a big thing that made me realize how much I needed to be out. Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited to be here. It is amazing being in Edinburgh and getting to see and do all that I am here for. I’m looking forward to traveling around Scotland and short trips to the rest of the UK and some of Europe. I’m even looking forward to working, as I like my job. But... I miss my parents, and Ruth and Annie and Graham and Jenni, and my friends in Vancouver that I will only get to see intermittently as our lives branch away. I miss the dog that I will never get to see again and the cats that I will. I miss him. On top of Arthur’s Seat, in the sharp wind and over the spreading city, none of it mattered. No fears and no grief, no loneliness or self-doubt. I felt free and even now I am calm again. I was not, and am not, sad (beyond grieving for my dog), but it is still a nice feeling to be happier with who and where and what I am. Bah, enough of the introspection. This is why I don’t do it much, as people tend to get the wrong idea. Will work on the pictures thing… Current Mood: calm | | Wednesday, August 15th, 2007 | | 10:47 am |
A day in the life As demanded, I provide. Be afraid, be very afraid. This is a (hopefully funny) rendition of my day on Monday.
The day started reasonably well with me calling a bunch of places and getting a couple of responses back. By the time I actually left for Edinburgh for the day, I'd exchanged several text messages with one person (finally determining that I couldn't get to Edinburgh before they had to give the room to someone else), talked to one crazy lady on the phone who offered to show her room to me today (I have decided not to go, as she scares me on the phone and I don't want to know what she's like in person), and had an appointment to go see a room that evening. Also got a call on the way and made another appointment to see a room a bit later that night.
After we had gotten to Edinburgh and determined when the last train was, I demanded to go to a girly place because I needed a hairtie, as it was extremely windy. After making a full circuit around the mall,we discovered that there were no hair places there, and had to go to a girly place a few blocks down. 10 minutes later, girly place found and victoriously carrying new hairties, we were off to go back to the mall area to find out if any of the comedy shows we wanted to see had halfprice tickets available. Sadly there were none, so we chose to go buy some fullprice tickets instead. A true tragedy, I know, but we decided that somehow, someway, we could survive. =D Except of course, that we then spent another 20 minutes fruitlessly using the damn computer to try to buy tickets with my mastercard, repeatedly going through the same screens as it gave us little to no instruction on what was wrong, and finally getting through it only to discover that we couldn't buy the tickets there for whatever reason. .... Not happy, we had to go to the other box office place to buy the tickets in person.
We took a detour through the "Edinburgh Dungeon" before heading up the FREAKING 100+ STAIRS to the Fringe box office on the Royal Mile. Sadly, the Edinburgh Dungeon, while suitably dark and atmospheric, was only entertaining because of two girls in our group who screamed at absolutely everything. And I scare easily, so this should tell you how lame this place was. The only cool part was the room of all the mirrors, and that was because wandering around was fun. Like a carnival house of mirrors, only better though smaller. At least the Mary King's Close tour had a lot of interesting history, though was also not scary. The Edinburgh Dungeon wasn't a total waste though. I bought a pen at the gift shop. =D
So we hiked up the 100+ steps to the Royal Mile (also aptly named High Street) and to our horror found a line snaking down half a city block for the box office. Unfortunately, it was also our only way to get tickets, as the computers didn't like me (or rather the fact that I was from overseas) and this was our only way to purchase with either my credit card or cash. We waited, in that line, for over half an hour. We had to stand, the entire time, next to a cafe place that I swear BLASTS out the good smells from their kitchen. It was torture! And, since they have a trapped audience, the people giving out all of the various flyers for the events at Fringe had a captive audience to pitch to. I think I irritated the hypnotist wearing only a pair of briefs though, because he was saying that his show was tasteful and not humiliating and I asked him where the fun in that was. He just kind of glared and walked off.
Tickets purchased and safely in hand, we went to a little cafe called Wannaburger (partially just because of the name). This was not, however, the place next to the box office that had been maliciously taunting us for the past 30 minutes. We refused to go there out of spite. The server immediately pegged us as Americans. Actually, he wasn't the only one... apparently I need to work on my Canadian accent more. At any rate, the burgers were HUGE and I was amazingly able to get an A&W root beer there. NOWHERE here sells root beer, so it was wonderful. We finished eating and headed off to the first flat viewing. After hiking up the street for about 20 minutes, I was beginning to doubt I'd remembered the route correctly (I almost never have maps or directions on me, usually I look at it in the morning and hope I remember it correctly later). We hopped in a cab to take us the rest of the way, and the cabby glares at us and says, "You're about a block away. Get out of my cab you moronic tourists." Suitably chastened, we got out of the cab and continued walking. This would be where I lost the handy-dandy piece of paper that had the addresses and phone numbers of flats. Yes I'm just that brilliant.
Luckily I remembered the address anyway, and managed to find the place. The room is nice enough. It has a window overlooking a graveyard, which I thought a particular highlight. The people in the flat liked me, but they said that they'd rather have someone who could stay for longer than 6 months. So, at the moment I'm waiting for a promised call, because they said that they were showing the place to a couple other people first, but that they'd let me know because they did like me. *shrug* We'll see. I wasn't so enamoured of the place that I'd be heartbroken not to get it, it was more just that I want to get a place period. Pointless Errand #1. (Update to this: the guy never did call me back.)
We left the flat and hiked over to one of the comedy venues to watch a Canadian standup. Unfortunately, to get into the the event, we had to have cash. So we hiked back through the maze of the little pub venue and back up halfway to where the flat had been until we found a bank with an ATM. Money finally in hand, we went back to the venue and watched the show. It was definitely worth it. The guy was hilarious.
Show over, we walked back up the length of the Royal Mile. Which, despite its name, is probably 2 or 3 miles long. We get all the way to the other end of the it, and I get a call on my cellphone. It's the lady in the other flat that I had heard from (not the crazy one). I'd originally told her I'd just see the place the next day, but she said she had some time and as long as we were there we might as well. I said ok, because I really do want to find a place to live. So back down the Royal Mile we went. After several phone calls back and forth between the lady and me, we locate the place and are just starting the tour when I think to mention the fact that I'd only be staying til January. We were then politely shown out of the flat. Pointless Errand #2.
Now we're on the opposite side of the Royal Mile from where we need to be, with 40 minutes to get there. We're also not 100% sure of where exactly the next comedy venue is. And I have to go to the washroom. We bravely forge on anyway, making up the route as we go along and hoping we're at least going in the right direction. I stop and ask for directions a couple times, and we eventually make it to the Underbelly venue next to the big purple cow (yes this is an important detail) with about 15 minutes to spare. Pointless Errand #3. We happily go up to the doors, only to be told that, while yes, this is the Underbelly next to the big purple cow, we need to go to the OTHER Underbelly next to a big purple cow. .... You've got to be joking. No no, just go down this street, over the hill, take a couple lefts, and hope to god that you don't get lost because you only have about 5 minutes by this point. Happily, we did make it on time, and the show was awesome (Alistair Barrie, from the UK, another really good standup).
But wait, the day is not over! We still have to make it back to the train station (halfway down the Royal Mile again), before 11:30 because that's the last train. The show ends and we book it out of there. We don't know for absolute sure where we are, let alone how to get to the train station from there. All of the cabs are full that go by. Time to stop and ask for directions again, and hope that we're actually able to follow them. Make it to the train station with about 10 minutes to spare, only to find that we've misplaced the second train ticket to return to Glasgow. Oh shit. We're talking to the security guard, trying to explain that we bought two tickets, we swear, and will he please let us through because the train is supposed to leave in 5 minutes. He finally takes pity on us and lets us in. And, of course, we find that the train hasn't even pulled in yet. Just lovely.
Ok, I will admit, the day as a whole wasn't wasted. I had a lot fun doing non-house hunting stuff. And as an update, as of last night I've officially found a place to stay until the end of January. My new roommates are very nice and fed me and took me out to a pub last night. Now I just have to find a place to live until September when I can move in. | | Thursday, July 5th, 2007 | | 1:37 pm |
it's been awhile
Wow, so I haven't quite hit a year, but I'm getting close. I've graduated from UBC and it's a weird feeling. I don't think it will completely hit me til September comes and I don't have to go to class. My cat died a few months ago, and we have just adopted a new kitten. He is called Demon Kitty, though my parents think he's named Pixel. I'm going to Scotland in... shit, 3.5 weeks. I want to go, and at the same time I wish it was postponed at least a couple of months because I've also recently just started dating somebody. He makes me happy. There are times when I'm confused as to how it happened so fast, but then I talk to him or see him or hug him, and it doesn't matter anymore. We're both sad that we have such little time. I don't know how much into the future he was looking anyway, since he has to go back to school in a couple months. I'll keep it while it lasts tho, I think that's all anyone could do. I don't know why I'm bothering to post this. The only people who will read it already know all of this. =p Current Mood: contemplative | | Monday, August 28th, 2006 | | 12:37 am |
spiders
Ok, I'm officially never going to sleep. A spider the size of baseball just landed on my shoulder. At this point, I'm proud of myself for not being curled up into a ball, rocking back and forth and humming. As it is, I'm glad I didn't know what it was at first - I'd thought it was a moth or something, so I grabbed it and threw it on the floor. Upon seeing that it was a GIANT ASS FREAKING SPIDER I attacked with a towel and then cleaned it up with toilet paper. The towel is going in the wash tomorrow. Claire has seen them that big before (though as far as I know one had never actually touched her), but this is my first. If it's my last I will be EXTREMELY grateful. Current Mood: scared | | Monday, April 3rd, 2006 | | 5:03 pm |
oh the pain
So today I woke up and ate cereal. Then I edited my paper again. Then I got up and took a shower. Then I walked down to the bus and went to school. Lol, sorry Dad, couldn't resist. Anyway, so I went snowboarding yesterday. It was a lot of fun!! And rather successful for my first time ever. Mind you, I can't stand up once I'm on my ass (I'm kind of like a turtle actually). However, I'm good if I get up from my knees. Keep in mind this involves starting down the hill BACKWARDS, which is actually rather entertaining. Still haven't quite got the hang of stopping - my preferred method is falling on my ass, which leads back to the earlier turtle problem. While I'm sore today (actually sore doesn't really begin to cover it), no particular injuries other than my shoulder. Aparantly landing on your shoulder is a bad thing. Who knew? On the plus side though, I got to get a ride back to the rental area on the snowmobile 'cause the guy wanted to flirt. If it gets me a free ride, I'm ALL for the flirting. At any rate, the evening went like this: 4:30 PM Anna calls to invite me to go 4:30-6:30 PM frantically finish my 8-page paper 6:30 PM pick up Anna and drive to Mt. Seymour 7:30 PM After nearly killing my ankles getting them in the rental boots, and allowing the rental guy to push me to determine that I am "goofy" we head out to the slopes. Step 1 - Anna chooses the lowest grade hill, but NOT the bunny hill. she doesn't tell me this, only saying that this is the hill i should start on. Hill looks quite steep, considering that I have never done anything in snow other than slide down on an innertube. Step 2 - Strap the snowboard on, have Anna help me stand up (remember, the turtle thing), and promptly fall on my ass again. Step 3 - After sliding down to where Anna is waiting for me, she helps me stand up again, and I manage to go a few feet before, you guessed it, again falling on my ass. (At some point in here is where I tumble onto my shoulder) Step 4-6 - Repeat Step 3 until Anna finally tells me that I can try getting up on my "toe edge" (ie from my knees) and try it that way. Step 5 - Go down the mountain in fits and starts, still attempting to get up from turtle position. Step 6 - Know that the chair lift operators are laughing at the newbie as I slip repeatedly attempting to just REACH the chair lift. 9:00 Sit and rest while Anna goes down by herself once. 9:30 Anna decides to FINALLY take me to the bunny hill. Nearly kill Anna. 9:50 After making it down the bunny hill, only almost running into the trees once or twice (still haven't gotten the hang of the whole steering thing), find out that the closest lift back up to the top is a rope pull. Keep in mind these things are made for LITTLE kids, so rope is only about 2 feets off the ground and not particularly steady. Needless to say, the rope and I did not get along, and I wound up walking up the bunny hill. At the top though, the nice guy at the bunny hill volunteered to give me a ride on the snowmobile. Yay. So that was my adventure in snowboarding. I'd like to go back, and I'd also like to fix my turtle problem. And now I get to write a speech for tomorrow. Joy oh joy. Current Mood: sore | | Friday, March 24th, 2006 | | 10:22 pm |
summer time
So as of tomorrow I will be registered in summer courses at UBC. Which means I'm not coming home for the summer. So... yah. This is my big announcement bit. I still have band committments and such, and I'll still be down to visit, but I'm living up here and going to school and hopefully working. And I want guys to make sense... is that so wrong? Current Mood: anxious | | Friday, March 3rd, 2006 | | 10:55 pm |
| | Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006 | | 2:57 pm |
birthday stuff
Not entirely sure what timing is going to be like as yet, but there are a couple options for birthday celebrations. I am celebrating with various band members at the Keg on Thursday night (the 19th) for anyone who has a way to get there. Other than that, possibly Friday night for a get-together? Ah the joys of a busy-busy January!! | | Sunday, December 25th, 2005 | | 10:20 am |
Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah (since tonight IS the first night)!!! This has been the best Christmas weekend I think I've ever had. Memories to hold all year long... Here's to hoping everyone is enjoying their holiday!!!! Current Mood: happy | | Monday, December 19th, 2005 | | 1:50 pm |
Wisdom Teeth
Oral surgery took 45 minutes. 2 hours later the original valium or whatever they pumped into me is wearing off, my parents only now brought the percodan back for the next round of pain-killers, and I was an idiot and tried to rinse my mouth out and started the bleeding again. I hate teeth. Current Mood: lonely | | Thursday, December 15th, 2005 | | 10:35 pm |
Done and done. Now just for the anxious wait for grades.... I think, THINK, that I did well. We'll see. Either way, happiness is being done with finals!! And only have 3 textbooks for 6 classes next term. Will be home on Saturday night. ( Realizations of vulnerability ) Current Mood: contemplative | | Wednesday, December 14th, 2005 | | 3:08 pm |
where's my axe?
- Today is not my day - Our cable is out (which not only means no tv but no INTERNET!!!!) Our landlords are not home to fix it (at least the last time I checked anyway) My last final is tomorrow and I NEED the practice quizzes/study notes/something to keep me from going insane from studying, which are all online. AIM is down, so even tho I wandered somewhere with internet, I can't actually talk to anybody. Not even AIM:Express which is purely online is working for me. I left my powercord at home, so I'm going to have to go back sometime in the near future before my computer dies. ARG. Current Mood: frustrated | | Tuesday, December 13th, 2005 | | 6:39 am |
exams ahoy
"Yea, though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I shall fear no evil... For I am the meanest son-of-a-bitch in the whole damn Valley." I LIKE that quote. Anyway, in 20 minutes off to be a patient model for the re-hab program, then two exams. I won't be back til around 9 PM. Oh the joy. Oh, and if anyone knows any nurses, would you give me their contact info? Current Mood: devious | | Wednesday, December 7th, 2005 | | 3:44 pm |
Exam 1 down
Exam #1, Health Psychology, was at 8:30 AM this morning. I had pretty much finished studying yesterday at 3 PM-ish. Amazingly I actually studied the RIGHT things, since about a 3rd of the questions on the exam were directly from the practice quizzes available online. Unfortunately, despite going to bed at 11 PM last night, I didn't actually fall asleep until around 3 AM. Wake up at 7 AM, stumble down to the bus stop and get to the exam hall. I'm standing with my friends chatting about the exam, and joy-oh-joy, start feeling dizzy and the yellow fuzziness which means I'm about to pass out. A few crouched minutes later with my head between my knees and a juice box my friend had thoughtfully brought, I managed to get inside the hall and sit down and actually write the exam. Go me. 6 hours after I get home, I'm now attempting to wake up again. Maybe with food I'll actually feel capable of doing more than sitting and staring at the tv, since I have another exam on Friday, as well as the second mini-competition on Saturday. Despite my whining, the exam today went well. I'm reasonably sure that I got at LEAST a 70 in the class. Which is a B. Which is my goal for the term. Of course, out of the 5 exams, this was the easiest for me, so we'll see how far downhill I feel by the 15th, which is when my last exam is. I think multiple choice for me is an unfair advantage, as the 3 hour exam took me less than 1, and I KNOW I did fairly well on it this one. Woot. Current Mood: cold | | Thursday, November 17th, 2005 | | 10:08 am |
I'm not a writing nazi, I'm not! Most of the time, myspace is fun. I've met some fun people through it, and it lets me keep tabs on several others, rather like livejournal. 90% of the people there have absolutely miserable grammar, punctuation, and spelling though. Maybe I've been taking too many math-type classes lately though. Sadly I can't figure out how to create my graph in lj, but basically it's an inverse proportion between attractiveness and proper writing.
I'm not talking about net-speak, though too much of that can irritate me as well. This is an excerpt from a message I got this morning:
"n i didnt read chrncles f narnia, hehe"
.... Why?????? The whole message was like that. Am I truly so horrible that I can't look past that in someone that I'm ONLY talking to through an online text medium? Despite the fact that I think he's nice anyway, my favorite person on myspace is the one who writes me long, coherent messages! And of course, he's not the most attractive one, but *shrug* at this point I think his ability to write outweighs anything else.
There will come a time when I will snap, and anyone trying to talk to me will get their e-mail or instant message back edited with a red pen, possibly with threats of maiming and violence at the bottom. (Ruthie, you are of course exempt from this, as your spelling has never bothered me and beyond that your writing is lovely! *grin*) Current Mood: irritated | | Thursday, November 3rd, 2005 | | 5:27 pm |
blame canada
For the most part, I love Canada, especially Vancouver. With the exception of the drivers, the people all tend to be nice, and I love being near a beach. Besides, it's fun being 3 hours from home and in a foreign country. However, when it gets in the way of having spending money, I get bitter. I had an interview with Shoppers Drug Mart yesterday. Had to drive to Burnaby (45 minutes away or so) for it, and it went fairly well. It was rather fun surprising the interviewers by telling them the reason I was applying for a job with them is because I could only work on campus. Today I got a call back from them. What the call boiled down to is, "we'd offer you a job, but we don't know how the whole foreign-student thing works. we'll call back tomorrow." GAH! I shouldn't have to deal with this! I have a social insurance number. I've worked in Canada before. It shouldn't be a freaking problem. In fact, the whole system is stupid in the first place. I should be able to work off-campus, it's not like I'm going to be spending the money anywhere but Canada ANYWAY! So now I have to wait til tomorrow to find out what's going on. I would like to note that other countries work the same way. The whole system just irritates me. Bethie Current Mood: frustrated | | Friday, October 21st, 2005 | | 8:09 pm |
All Hallows
I love Halloween. Always have, hopefully always will. The idea of dressing up into whatever I want and getting candy (or booze, now that I'm older, hahaha) is greatly appealing. The smell of fall, the pumpkins carved and grinning and the dried pumpkin seeds always make this one of my favorite times of the year. Of course, I still need to come up with a costume this year, but will probly stay on my general theme of as little clothing (oh so tastefully done of course) as I can get away with. Since I WON'T be outside this year, there's hope I can get away with more (or less as the case may be). And there will be unkown guys at the party, so this should be fun! In the mean time, I'll amuse myself by getting groceries from my parents and trying not to suffocate in the pile of projects that are my life for the next 3 weeks. I think aspirin/ibuprofin/motrin/whatever name the anti-inflammatory is going by is not good for me... I'm quite out of it and rather dazed at the moment. Weeeeeeeee Current Mood: ditzy | | Tuesday, October 11th, 2005 | | 9:41 pm |
Exams
*hysterical laughter* So I have good news and bad news. The good news is that I'll be done with my Term 1 exams on the evening of December 15th. The bad news is that I have 5 exams between 12/7 and 12/15. Haha, I'm going to be a wreck. This'll be fun! Excuse me while I go bang my head against a wall for awhile. Current Mood: cranky | | Saturday, October 8th, 2005 | | 2:29 pm |
Rambling
I kinda wish I'd gone home this weekend after all. It was fun driving down with Melissa and Annie on Thursday, but Claire's off most of the time either working or with lover-boy, and I don't have anything planned to do other than study and maybe go out with a few friends tonight for a movie or something. Oh well, maybe the enforced boredom will actually get me to do homework. Speaking of which.. *does happy dance* for the first time since first year, I actually got an 'A' on a midterm!! And in stats no less. It was a relatively easy exam (especially since the silly thing was multiple choice which I'm good at anyway), but it makes me feel better about the year as a whole. And I did get one of the better marks in the class. The plane ticket and hotel reservation has officially been made for the competition over my birthday. So I'll either be drinking on my birthday in celebration, or to distract myself from losing miserably. Hah, actually, Annie'll kill me if I mess up, so I'd better go back to practicing. At any rate, all that's left is actually registering for the competition. A warning - this entry is essentially a journal entry. It is not being posted because I want comments, tho if you wish to I certainly won't object. It's being posted because I needed to get it out, and I don't mind it being read. In some ways it's easier this way. *grin* I've always firmly believed that you shouldn't write anything down anyway without the intention, without the knowing, that someday it'll get read. ( I've been thinking )Ok, I'm done rambling for now. Back to the pile-o-anatomy that is my studying for the next week. And drumming of course. "I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep and there are no words for that." -Brian Andreas Current Mood: content |
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