Friday, October 27, 2006

Feeling Stupid

my advisor makes me feel so stupid sometimes, it's infuriating. I was asking him some questions about ordering microorganisms from Europe; I've never really ordered lab stuff before. This is part of our conversation:

Dr. French: You know how to order clothes online, right?

me: Uh, yeah.

Dr. French: Well, it's the same as ordering bacteria.

me: I dont normally order clothes from Germany...

Dr. French: Well you should. Germany or France or Japan... you know they all have computers. They know what Visa and Mastercard are.

me: uh, yeah. thanks.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Busy as a Bee

Normally, I like to keep busy, but my new schedule is barely manageable. I have three classes in which my professors actually expect me to do all the homework! I guess my days of half-assing homework and learning everything before tests are over. I am also a grader for a class and do research in my spare time.... oh man. I spent all day saturday and sunday in my cubicle. I knew I would become a super-nerd, but I totally underestimated the amount of change that would be needed. At least I have a cubicle. I keep changes of clothes, all my books, deoderant, and a pillow and blanket there. I could totally sleep here and shower at the gym if need be... and there will most likely be a need later in the quarter. Also, I totally forgot all the material I learned a few years ago and now need to expand on...whew.

Today I applied for full-time jobs... time is going by so quickly. Life is crazy.

Yet another quote from my foul-mouthed professor about a math thing: "...it's kind of a pussy way to do it..."

Monday, October 09, 2006

Changing Priorites

Lately, I have been kind of amazed by how much things can change. For instance, I never thought I could be so over my ex. I thought I would always harbor dull remnants of the feelings I once had. Currently, I don't even like him as a friend. It's not really dislike though, just a state of indifference. I don't care what he thinks of me or what he does in his life. He is kind of an asshole and the only reason I want to be friends is because we have mutual friends/weekly poker. I need my poker.

Also, I used to be a very angry Alanis/Avril-like young woman. I used to be very anti-relationship and could not understand why someone would seek out a boyfriend/girlfriend. I kind of get it now. Being in love is a really awesome thing. I miss having someone who I don't have to make conversation with, but have the option to say anything. It's really great to spend time with someone who understands you and finds your quirks amusing/cute. Wanting to date is also weird because I am sort of a loner. I don't need anyone else. I could go whole days without talking to anyone. I don't mind doing laundry on a saturday night (there are always open machines). I don't really like meeting new people; it makes me anxious, and I overcompensate my loner-ness by becoming super outgoing. I dont make good first impressions. People usually think I am a bitch or crazy. I do much better one-on-one or with really old friends. I feel like I should attempt to be social, so I make efforts to go out and such.

This morning my professor (who was confused last week as to why he had previously said 'shit') said, "that's pretty damn obvious" about something he wrote on the board... he's funny.

The new Beck album is awesome driving music.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Crazy Stuff Man

haha. I am in class right now, and my professor just said, "...and this is equal to that shit". Anyhow, I havent posted lately, because the last month has been crazy. There has been an unnecessary amount of drama. In reaction to this, I have sort of been focusing on school, the gym, netflix, and fixing up my apartment. Being a grad student is inherently lonely, and it's just something I will have to get used to. Last night I color-coded my planner and calandar and labeled and organized all of my research papers. This, in addition to a few glasses of wine, made me very happy. Only nine months til the real world...

Weird things I've seen on cars:

"God was my co-pilot but we crashed in the mountains and I ate him"
"My other ride is your mom"