| Money, money everwhere and not a cent for me |
[01 Oct 2007|09:57pm] |
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What is this nonsense?! Good LORD, how can my student loans STILL NOT BE HERE!? There was a letter from Student Loans in the mail, but it was just a repeat of facts, of what my student loan amount is and my contact information. This is retarded. How do they expect me to live, to pay bills?!
And now their office is closed, so I can't phone and ask until tomorrow.
Gorram bureaucracy.
Ugh.
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| Who needs a subject? |
[30 Sep 2007|09:30pm] |
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I hope when I'm a "grown up", I won't have to stop licking my ice cream bowl clean. I know it's a weird habit, but it's fun! ...And I don't do it in public. (I have some Ben & Jerry's ice cream--my first!--and it's yummy. So I lick the bowl clean! =D)
I haven't had quite as productive a weekend as I had hoped to, but I'm mostly done my surveying homework and my lab, both of which are due on Tuesday. I have an exam--literature--Tuesday morning, too, so tomorrow night's going to be a lot of review and pondering. I hope I do well. I'm usually pretty okay with in class essays, but I don't know what sort of questions he might ask, besides knowing that it's going to be a compare-and-contrast essay, and that we get to use our books and notes for that part--which is something I keep forgetting, because I've never been allowed to use my books for this sort of thing before, except on provincials where you read the story for the first time in the exam. And yes, I know that was a run-on sentence. Shh.
Even though it's not even (Canadian) Thanksgiving yet, I randomly decided I wanted to listen to my Christmas carols, and my enjoyment of the music is proving to be a severe impediment to my finishing my lab report (already past 1,000 words on that thing, too. Gaah.) But! Thanksgiving's going to be fun, assuming people show up. And we'll have a proper turkey this year, too! ...Somehow. Assuming I don't mess it up something fierce =D (And if I do, we'll just go buy a couple roast chickens from some grocery deli =P Back up plans are good!) I just need to talk to the college of engineering about renting one of their special events tables. That way, people can all sit down! =D
I really wish I could take Spanish here, but it never fits. Blargh. However, I am holding out for possibly taking Intro to Anthropology next semester, since it would fulfill a GER for me, and anthropology's always been a rather intriguing subject. People are entertaining! I have to double check with an advisor, of course, that that would, in fact, be a good course to take. I need an advisor period--and soon. Registration's in a month and I have only the vaguest grasp on what I should take. I worked it out that I could conceivably graduate with 4.5 years of studies instead of 5...and then I realised that two of the courses I need to graduate can only be taken with senior standing and are only offered in fall and spring--sequentially. D: So I'm seriously considering staying in Huntsville for summer after my third year to polish off prerequisites and stuff. Bugger. I feel like I'm making this up as I go along.
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| I'm aliiiive! |
[26 Nov 2006|04:07am] |
Yay, Santa!
 Dear Santa...
Dear Santa,
This year I've been busy!
Last Saturday I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). Last month I got in line at the supermarket at the same time as someone else and I didn't yield (-8 points). In April ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) vanetian and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). In August I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). In November I helped rocq across the street (6 points).
Overall, I've been nice (354 points). For Christmas I deserve a Lego set!
Sincerely,
maitiu |
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| Essay! |
[27 May 2006|11:18pm] |
My essay is due this Monday, 29 May. My essay was completed, footnotes, pictures, and coverpage, as of five minutes ago. All I need to do is have it edited by a few kind folks, and create my bibliography.
The doneness is thrilling.
I graduate on Wednesday.
I am petrified.
(In a good way.)
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| quizlet |
[21 Feb 2006|08:46pm] |
What can you say? I'm a sheep; I like filling out what others find. And this one seems pretty accurate. I'm not skeptical, per se, but the actual descriptors are mostly accurate.. Except most of the 'as a parent' one and the 'comes from X family' in the children bit. Just so you know.
And I like the mentioning of loyal. I'm very adamant about that, thank you.
( Cut for your health )
And now I must go finish studying!
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| like Lysol |
[21 Feb 2006|06:59pm] |
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So, our women's hockey team totally ran away with that gold, eh? The paper cautioned today that they shouldn't be so massively amazing, or they risk having the game stricken from the Olympics based on lack of competition. Ahaha, the poor US and it's weird loss to Sweden. Lucky us~
I love this country, though. This is my second Winter Olympics while in highschool, and every time we take time off to watch the games. See, in my present school we have a nice TV in the foyer, and this morning, during the first block, the Czech Republic vs. Team Canada (men's) hockey game was on; I got there for the last 10 minutes of the game. Everyone who had a spare block then, like me, or was in PE and was done their run was sitting on benches and tables in the foyer, staring at the game (3-2 when I got in, Canada). And, of course, we cheered upon the victorious conclusion. Still, it was merely the last game of the round-robin. You should have heard the thunder when our team beat the US (again, men's) at Salt Lake City. The entire school must have been watching to make that much noise. Actually, I'm pretty sure it was.
Anyway. Got to listen to some high school melodrama today; that was...amusing. Makes me glad, really, that I haven't managed to acquire a boyfriend.
I like Kraft Dinner. Mac and cheese makes me happy.
(Healthy friends make me happier. GET BETTER!)
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[14 Feb 2006|07:07pm] |
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Geez, I am such a teacher's pet. I struck up a conversation with Mr Q in the hall today while he walked his Chem 11 kids down to the library to get their textbooks. He taught me Chem 11 (I was in his guinea pig group, as I was for Mr D's Chem 12 class...but Mr Q was successful; then again, the course is easier in general). I mentioned his success last year, which he thanked me for, and then he bid me good luck with my semester.
On the same note, my English teacher reminded me to come visit her sometime (Happily!) and I discussed weird mathematical theories (or...something) with my physics-cum-calculus teacher. Ah, yes. And said teacher, Mr F, is presently sporting a mohawk. He bleached the part he mostly-shaved off, and the 'hawk itself is half red, half blue (lengthwise). It...It's special. I like it XD
So, my calculus class...Well, it concludes in June...and the AP exam is in May. So Wednesdays are "AP Days"; I have to figure out this week whether or not I need to take the exam. And I need to find out soon.
And Waterloo needs to phone me back x.x
Oh yes. According to 'traditional historians' (says my comparative civilisations teacher), I am a barbarian by heritage. Nomadic people, they say, are not 'civilised' as they do not associate themselves with one place, and are too busy to do things like invent...stuff. Oh well; I'm still allowed to do my term essay on them (it's a comparing thing, obviously, on one element in two cultures. Some girl did the traditional diets of Scotland and Japan). So, this will be interesting.
And I remember Spanish easily enough when prompted, but was mostly out of it in class XD There are three Spanish 12 kids, and...what, 20 Spanish 11? Thankfully, most of our curriculum is theirs, grammatically; we just need to learn grammar and reading skills. I could, if I wanted to drop comp. civ., switch to the other Spanish 11/12 class in E block; we'd have a few more Spanish 12 kids and he'd be able to justify spending time with us more easily. Bah. I don't want to drop that class; it looks fun. So I'll just enjoy my mostly-review year (we have to take the grade 11 tests =D). Besides, Adam threatened to handcuff me to the desk if I dared switch out. Oh well.
Oh! (!^-1)Y hay un chico de Nicaragua en mi clase de español! There's a boy from Nicaragua in my Spanish class! Coooool~
Bethany teased me about 'ahss cream' today, when I explained the Chargers banner in my locker. I pointed out in return that everyone seems to use that as their example of the accent. Sigh. I think I'll forcibly avoid acquiring an accent in the South just to spite all of them. Ugh, and Canadians say Americans are small-minded.
Oh well! Happy Valentine's Day! =D
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| Aaaaaaahahah.. |
[08 Feb 2006|11:28pm] |
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Oh geez x.x I'd planned on doing a practice chem provincial tonight. Looks like that was a pan and a half. Bleh. Oh well; I should sleep promptly anyway. It'd be good for me.
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| and I had a really witty idea for a title, too |
[07 Feb 2006|06:23pm] |
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Canadian schools are stingy and have sucky deadlines. UAH's registration is in mid-April; it's unlikely that I'll hear back from Waterloo and such before then. So, like as not, I'm going to the US. For one, the annual scholarship I get from there is more than the over-four-years from any Canadian university (again, STINGY).
Well, anyway. How was my day? Pretty good, I guess. A 'bit' exhausting. It begins! 5.45, got up for papers (late, but not too bad); we finished by 6.25. I slept until 7 (Ron was kind enough to knock on my door and make sure I got up, for I didn't want to be late for my English exam). Normal school prep commenced, and I was off to the races! I took my new UAH pennant with me and taped it inside my locker, too. :) It's all felty and cool. Covered up a bunch of other-university stuff, but hey! It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.
9am, English 12 provincial exam. Suggested time, two hours. Time given, three. Took Tammo two hours and five minutes, including proof-reading. That, my dears, includes the total word-count of 725 words (minimum/approximate). It wasn't so bad, really; all as expected. And, of course, I wrote the exact same 'original composition' as I always do. I just rehash the same topics; the variations between them are never great enough to wrest me from such placidity. (Sample topics: Memories influence who we are, past experiences influence our lives, and today's dreams take us on journeys.) Basically, more yammering about Central America. Go me! Oh! And Ms B handed back my poetry assignment today, telling me that it was "perfect...no, better than perfect. I loved it!" Apparently, saying that Humpty Dumpty represented the inefficiency of government was the right thing to say :D That made me happy, though, 'cause it was a long project. (20 poetry terms; each had to have an example--and the poem it came from--as well as an explanation of how the device was utilised.)
Okay, enough on that. Wandered, talked to the counsellor (see paragraph one), and to my chemistry teacher. Report: the test will be marked in 20 minutes. My plan: be on my way home by then. So! I'll get my final school mark tomorrow.
Went home, watched TV for an hour, and then CiD and I went to Starbucks to study physics. We were there from 1 until 5, and I had to change topics as I was growing fatigued. Basically, went from excessive circular motion/satellite questions to horrible circuit questions (that I think I understand a bit more now). And...I have about 150 questions left, maybe, which are due tomorrow night at 10. The physics room is open from 4-10 tomorrow for us poor saps. Damn Andy's already finished the Pink Book of Doom. I would be too had I stuck to my '30-questions-a-day' goal...one which failed miserably, so now we're onto doing 150 a day instead. Concluded the turbo-studying with a trip to the swingset in the park.
AND THEN! I ate dinner, and here we are. And I have way too many tabs open...I think I'll go tend to those. Comics and articles and homework, oh my!
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| War's nasty |
[18 Oct 2005|10:48pm] |
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It's interesting, really. We seem to have ironed out the blockades to applying to UAH, but...one thing remains. The threat of war is looming over our heads now, but very quietly. Still, it comes up in discussion when I mention the possibility of going into the US. After all, Georgie Porgie down there is on the verge of bringing us into WWIII, according to half the adults up here. They need to cool down and stop thinking Nostradamus is the greatest thing since sliced bread.
But whatever. Like I told them, if war threatens, I'll go scampering back up to Canada...not that it'll be much safer up there. I do so hope we take a 'Nam stance on it and try hard as we can to stay out of it.
I wonder if the Americans discuss this half as much. "I know it's more expensive, but at least in Canada you won't be drafted." Lousy Yankee government.
At least theatre's got some decent eye-candy in it! And some of the eye-candy appears to be making eye-contact with me. Um...eek.
Ugh, too much war on the brain. Reading books on war, watching plays on war, writing essays on war, and discussing the possibility of war. It's nasty.
Well, anyway. Got a crick in my neck; don't wanna type no more.
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| More on Bananas |
[27 Sep 2005|07:00pm] |
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So, today was an interesting day.
I slept through chemistry. Well, 50 minutes of it (the teacher gave us lots of time to work!). I just read the textbook for a while, got bored, and decided to recover some lost sleep (I guess). Twenty minutes in I lifted my head, looked at the clock, and put my head down again the other way so as to avoid developing a crick. Apparently, two classmates (semi-friends) were discussing that I had the 'right idea'; that explains why I heard my name. And they were amused that the teacher didn't poke me and tell me to wake up. "Depends on the student," they theorised.
I have a headache, although the puffy eye has gone down.
Physics was uneventful.
Lunch was fine; some more banana discussion occured, but I can't remember it.
Oh yes! And I hung out at the end of it with the only three goths in the school. One's a n00b; she's a grade nine. One has graduated, I think, and he (the only male) was wearing this see through shirt that the grade nine kept spasming (in a bad way) about. Also there, however, were the perennially cheerful Lindsay and Adam. Liam is the name of the nipple-bearing shirted goth, and they got into a mockingly homoerotic dialogue that concluded with:
Liam: But you're only gay on Tuesdays.
Adam: That's right.
Liam: Wait! It is Tuesday!
Both: *exchange sultry looks*
English was spent in the library doing research. I read my book and chatted with Amy and Elizabeth (funny, we never call her Liz). And I was taking everything, since lunch (since lunch yesterday, in fact) whichever way would be funniest, which usually meant traipsing through the gutter. Bear this in mind as I quote Amy:
"I'm a phone girl!"
And later, more notably, "Bananas are such an interesting shape; they're good for all sorts of things."
Spare was uneventful. Discussed leadership with John; he promises to rope me into any projects he is involved in.
Talked to my counsellor about ACTness. We're going to discuss it further during my spare tomorrow...basically, I just need to phone the testing centre and say, "Hey, I'm testing in October!"
We had cake in journalism, and then I wandered home.
Yadda yadda yadda, gonna go do my chemistry graph now. Ciao
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| Reform! |
[26 Sep 2005|11:07pm] |
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I'm going to try something. Or try to try something.
I want to start shaving off waking hours and computer hours and donating them, respectively, to sleeping hours and study/personal hours. I think the first step of this will be to start getting to bed at 11, regardless of what's going on. Starting...um...soon? =D Wednesday night, starting Wednesday night.
Then I'll not get on the computer until my homework is done, excluding that which must be done on the computer.
These rules are non-applicable to Friday and Saturday evenings, as well as any other days preceeding no school. Saturdays ought to have more sleep, though, as I have church on Sunday morning...
So if you see me up and it's 12am on Wednesday...morning...please don't be afraid to point this fact out to me. I honestly don't notice some times XD Mostly, though, I need to get my ass in gear. I've got school that really needs some cultivating. I got a mere 85% on my physics test! GASP. ...No, seriously. I love physics; I can do better than that and I know it.
The best laid plans, as they say...this will go according to plan! Ahaha!
...Yes. Anyway. Observe me sneaking away.
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| I just need to cry a little, that's all |
[26 Sep 2005|04:19pm] |
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My eye's all puffy. Rather, the lower eyelid, left eye (that directional took a moment >.>). And for some weird reason, I am completely exhausted, but I don't know why. (Oh, and the eyeness makes it painful to sneeze, blink, etc.) Anyway, the inside of the eyelid is all red and inflamed. And it hurts. So I figure eyedrops--or tears! Cheaper!--will help. I woke up like this, you see, yesterday morning. Maybe I smashed it during the night, or...or...something
But meh. I'm not in the mood to cry; I'm in the mood to complain about my developing headache (blame a loud English class) and growl out of frustration. I looked miserable doing my chores, I just know it.
In lighter news, we had a banana related conversation today in our stairwell/corner/thing.
Steve: *offers up a banana to some friend of his passing by*
Friend: *accepts*
Steve: *tosses banana at*
Friend: *drops; rejects banana*
Steve: Aww, it's bruised now!
Me: It had that before!
Steve: Feel it! It's all squishy! Feel my banana!
It continued for much of the lunch hour, but it wasn't an extended metaphor so much as he couldn't stop thinking about bananas (actual bananas).
And we theorise, with our grade 10 English teacher's help, that we need to start recruiting to supplement our Ogre Club. We lost two to graduation/change of school this year, one comes about 50% of the time, and one's always SICK. So it's down to CiD, Steven, and me. We do tend to adopt people for short lengths of time, but the bond's just not the same.
BAH! I have to remember to phone the ACT testing centre tomorrow! MUST MUST REMEMBER!
Aaand...oh, the guy didn't hold the kid's jersey for ransom. Pity.
Oh! And I got 85% on my first physics test. Not tooooo bad, and some is attributed to stupid mistakes. At least I got the fun one right! Yay! And my chemistry test wasn't so bad. Yay.
Toodles.
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| The Corpse Bride |
[24 Sep 2005|09:37pm] |
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So! I went to the seven o'clock showing of The Corpse Bride with CiD. It was great! I mean, seriously! "New arrival~" It made me happy, most happy. And I SO called that arse! You'll know what I mean...The lighting during the story song, and the...the everything! It was so fun.
The HP4 trailer was the first preview of the evening. It looks good. I mean, the dragon's realistic looking and everything. And...well, yea. I think I might like it. Yay.
The sort of people who go see CB are so the type to see HP. You could tell from the whooping.
Oh, geez. And some stupid kids--grade nines, I think--were so irritating! I kept mimicking reaching forward and smashing the heads of the two in front of us together. And they were spread out around the theatre whispering (ha!) to each other. BAH! Seriously, once the movie starts STOP TRYING TO REARRANGE YOURSELVES. And after the movie, they were so bouncy. Sheesh.
Well, anyway. I vote that all should go see The Corpse Bride. GO! NOW! You shouldn't be here!
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| Sports teams are odd |
[24 Sep 2005|02:28pm] |
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So, some poor grade 9 left his jersey in his Social Studies (our English) classroom. So! One of the grade twelve players picked it up, declaring that he will hold it for random, as the kid will be in deeeeeeeep caca for losing it.
Seriously, though, I like my English class. I actually feel comfortable in it, not out of place or looked at funny. Which is amusing as it's a regular class, and a number of them know that I was in the other class since grade eight. But it's okay. Yay =D
Ms B has a picture of her two cats pinned behind her desk. Apparently, her husband said recently, "You have your own room now; why haven't you taken our wedding picture back to work?" When telling us this, she smiles guiltily and told us that she probably ought to bring it.
We have some horribly named text books. Biology 12: "Inquiry into Life". Geeeeez.
I smell like vanilla again, yay.
Oh! Might be going to see The Corpse Bride tonight. Seven o'clock showing and all. I hope we goooo. It'd make me happy.
And I have too much homework this weekend. Studying for Monday's chemistry test, as well as finishing a chemistry lab for the same day, a selection of Very Difficult projectile motion questions, and reading and vocabulary for English, as well as getting started on my essay, or at least thinking about it, and three more 300-word journals.
I'm done my vocabulary, and started on my lab. Tomorrow's my brother's birthday dinner, so I haven't any time tomorrow evening, dangit.
I've got to do an independent study on a novel of my choosing, that I haven't read before. Minimum of 200 pages, and of an "appropriate" level of difficulty. Any suggestions?
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