School has officially started, putting a srs damper on my social life/sitting on the couch time. Four days a week, I go to work wicked early, then study as soon as I get home, stopping only to eat dinner and then eventually go to sleep. On day five, I wake up, start doing work, and continue until 6pm or so. Last week I was able to finish all my work by Thursday night so that Friday I could sit on the couch and Saturday I could play with Dan, which was wonderful.
One of my professors is insisting I submit my weekly essays to this online tutoring service (insulting!) before submitting them to her, so now I have to wait for them to make comments about my paper and send it back to me, and then "fix" the damn thing before I can even turn it in, which means tomorrow I won't be able to just sit on the couch watching Blossom all day.
I checked this professor I've been bitching about to everyone who will listen (and maybe some who are tuning me out) on Rate My Professor and she got terrible reviews. Everyone had basically the same complaints as I do. One of my main issues with her is that she has no concept of grammar or punctuation. Her most commonly used punctuation is the ellipsis. Which, beyond making me think she's a total idiot, creates much confusion in her directions and answers to my questions. Also, she keeps sending snarky emails with conflicting demands. Plus, she may or may not be a baptist priest (minster?). I got inconclusive evidence from google. Thankfully, she seemed to grade my first paper fairly. I got an 85! All of her criticisms were fair. I guess I should back up my bold statements with fact. She as all "PROVE IT." And I was all "WHAER."
The good news is that I am going to sleep soon and I'm not waking up until I'm good an ready tomorrow.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
I'm so excited
I'm a real girl now! I just finished registering for classes and paying my bill for college. For some reason, the tuition was slightly higher (I'm guessing there were some sneaky fees) and my financial aid was slightly lower then expected, but I have been saving tons* of money, so I'm all set. Classes start on January 20, which is soon. I'm taking 12 credits, which I think is do-able, especially since I'll be only working 4 days a week instead of 5. Two of my classes are online, which makes my life much easier.
I'm taking a college writing class, intro to ethics, and intro to psychology. I'm not sure what I want to do with my life yet, psychology or a related social service job is a possibility. I also am interested in Spanish, specifically translating of some sort. My brother does that (but with German) and seems to like it a lot. But I decided to give a psychology class a try to see what I think of it.
I can't wait to start!
Oh, also, my life reminds me of that episode of Saved by the Bell where Jessie is addicted to caffeine pills. For the record, I'm Zach:
*This is a gross exaggeration
I'm taking a college writing class, intro to ethics, and intro to psychology. I'm not sure what I want to do with my life yet, psychology or a related social service job is a possibility. I also am interested in Spanish, specifically translating of some sort. My brother does that (but with German) and seems to like it a lot. But I decided to give a psychology class a try to see what I think of it.
I can't wait to start!
Oh, also, my life reminds me of that episode of Saved by the Bell where Jessie is addicted to caffeine pills. For the record, I'm Zach:
*This is a gross exaggeration
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Wow, our bodies are GROSS.
Dan and I went to NYC yesterday. When had to drive to Croton-Harmon to catch a commuter train instead of Poughkeepsie because a train had derailed earlier that morning, which was kind of a pain in the ass. It made the trip longer than normal. But we saved some money on the ticket. So look at that, my glass is half full.
We headed to South Street Seaport to see the Bodies exhibit. In case you haven't heard of it (and are too lazy to click on the link) it's an exhibit of actual human bodies and body parts that have been plasticised through a process much too complicated for my little brain to comprehend. It's intent is to show people what our bodies look like inside and how they work. There are quite a few full bodies stripped down to various degrees to show muscles and nerves and stuff. The part that surprised me was that these bodies weren't in a case of any sort, or even roped off. They were just...standing there. You could get right up to them. I mean, you weren't allowed to touch them, but you could have if you wanted to.
I saw so many amazing things. Some of the bodies were cut in half or into slices and then lined up, so you could see cross sections of our insides. There was a body next to it's skeleton. And on and on. I'm really glad I went. It's surprising how little we know about our bodies. There was a touch station with a brain, which I picked up and got creeped out by. I got queasy by the end of it, I think the tumor with hair and teeth growing on it was what did it. I definitely felt my lunch churning in my stomach, and couldn't eat for hours afterwards. But it was worth it. If you get the chance to see it, you should.
We then walked from the Seaport to Union Square (which doesn't beat the time we walked from Grand Central Station all the way to and across the Brooklyn Bridge) because we always try to walk a crazy amount when we go there. Just for the purpose of walking a crazy amount. We calculated (because it's all part of our craziness) and we walked between 6 and 8 miles yesterday. The weather was good for walking, it wasn't windy or snowing or anything. We went to the Strand, and it was crazier in there then I've ever seen it. I've been there on weekends and weekdays, I guess we just have lucked out in the past. I quickly got overwhelmed. I did find a Joyce Carol Oates book that I don't have and a T.C. Boyle book that has caught my eye in the past. I've never read anything by him, but Dan said he read a short story that he liked.
On the way home we stopped in New Paltz to go to Taco Shack, which is Dan's favorite restaurant in the entire world. The name sums it up, it's totally sketchy. But totally delicious.
We headed to South Street Seaport to see the Bodies exhibit. In case you haven't heard of it (and are too lazy to click on the link) it's an exhibit of actual human bodies and body parts that have been plasticised through a process much too complicated for my little brain to comprehend. It's intent is to show people what our bodies look like inside and how they work. There are quite a few full bodies stripped down to various degrees to show muscles and nerves and stuff. The part that surprised me was that these bodies weren't in a case of any sort, or even roped off. They were just...standing there. You could get right up to them. I mean, you weren't allowed to touch them, but you could have if you wanted to.
I saw so many amazing things. Some of the bodies were cut in half or into slices and then lined up, so you could see cross sections of our insides. There was a body next to it's skeleton. And on and on. I'm really glad I went. It's surprising how little we know about our bodies. There was a touch station with a brain, which I picked up and got creeped out by. I got queasy by the end of it, I think the tumor with hair and teeth growing on it was what did it. I definitely felt my lunch churning in my stomach, and couldn't eat for hours afterwards. But it was worth it. If you get the chance to see it, you should.
We then walked from the Seaport to Union Square (which doesn't beat the time we walked from Grand Central Station all the way to and across the Brooklyn Bridge) because we always try to walk a crazy amount when we go there. Just for the purpose of walking a crazy amount. We calculated (because it's all part of our craziness) and we walked between 6 and 8 miles yesterday. The weather was good for walking, it wasn't windy or snowing or anything. We went to the Strand, and it was crazier in there then I've ever seen it. I've been there on weekends and weekdays, I guess we just have lucked out in the past. I quickly got overwhelmed. I did find a Joyce Carol Oates book that I don't have and a T.C. Boyle book that has caught my eye in the past. I've never read anything by him, but Dan said he read a short story that he liked.
On the way home we stopped in New Paltz to go to Taco Shack, which is Dan's favorite restaurant in the entire world. The name sums it up, it's totally sketchy. But totally delicious.
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