As most of you know, I never seem to learn my lesson when it comes to guys. I meet a guy, jump in heart first, get emotionally involved too early, and end up hurt. I also come on too strong and scare guys away, but that is a different story... Ok well there probably is a connection but that isn't the point.
(I will preface this by saying I had recently re-read "He's Just Not That Into You." That book makes you think I tell ya.)
Last Wednesday I was supposed to hang out with a guy for the first time, but he cancelled on me saying that he had forgotten that he had a work thing that he was required to attend and asked if we could reschedule. I agreed and we planned to hang out on Saturday. I told him that since he had cancelled it was upto him to plan something super fun. He let me know that he had something good planned and I was getting excited. Saturday came around and it was rainy, so we couldn't do the big suprise, but he was going to go for lunch with a friend then come over and hang out with me. I didn't hear from him until around 3, when I got a text saying that he wasn't feeling well.
Normally I would have been all like "Oh no problem..." and reschedule again... But YES, I have learned my lesson. If the guy wanted to hang out with me that much he wouldn't have cancelled. I texted back saying that if he didn't want to hang out with me he could just say so, to which he replied that he wouldn't lie about something like that. Sure buddy! I wrote back saying that I am a smart girl and after two times can take a hint... Well I got no reply, meaning I was right. He's just not that into me... and that's fine!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Smart Guys
Today I went to the library at UBC to do some research for my school projects. We were in the Woodward Library, which is library for the medical/dental/biology-type students. Right when we got there I saw two hot guys... And since they were in that building it also means that they are smart... And possibly becoming doctors... That is HOT. (Don't read too much into this if you are reading it Matt... You are still a nerd!)
Well anyways, it got me to thinking that I really should go hang out there more often. There's nowhere to meet smart guys in Langley... Believe me. Hells Angels yes, good looking intelligent men, no. You aren't going to meet any doctors hanging out at UCFV either. Every dude there is either taking criminology or kinesiology... Translation: wannabe cops and gym teachers. No thanks.
Oh yeah... While we were there we were researching infectious diseases. I am doing my paper on Ebola (so cool) and was looking through this huge book with pictures of different diseases. I happened to turn to the the STD section and it was not pretty. There was a pic of a guy who had HPV on his dick and it was all bumpy and it looked like there was caviar on it. SICK I tell ya. No glove no love people!
Well anyways, it got me to thinking that I really should go hang out there more often. There's nowhere to meet smart guys in Langley... Believe me. Hells Angels yes, good looking intelligent men, no. You aren't going to meet any doctors hanging out at UCFV either. Every dude there is either taking criminology or kinesiology... Translation: wannabe cops and gym teachers. No thanks.
Oh yeah... While we were there we were researching infectious diseases. I am doing my paper on Ebola (so cool) and was looking through this huge book with pictures of different diseases. I happened to turn to the the STD section and it was not pretty. There was a pic of a guy who had HPV on his dick and it was all bumpy and it looked like there was caviar on it. SICK I tell ya. No glove no love people!
The Sitting of the House
Again I am house sitting... And I lasted more than 3 hours this time... YAY!
My aunt and uncle are away so I am staying at their house in Coquitlam with their two cats. Although these cats aren't possessed hell-cats like the ones I previously encountered, they are still quite a pain in the ass. First off one of them peed on my favourite jeans... While they were in my duffel bag... He did manage to do it without getting pee on anything else though, so I guess that was kinda thoughtful... If cats think? They think about food I guess... And sleeping... Well I guess they sleep without thinking about it... Ok Dani, stop Spiralling... Back to the story... They also tend to wake me up in the middle of the night (FYI it was 4 times last night,) by either chewing on my toes or standing by my face and meowing... Loudly. Neither of them are too fun... But I do manage to bring the toe biting into my dreams... (Read into that what you want!)
The house in Coquitlam is in a quaint little gated community, and to go with the 50's style community their house happens to be where stuff from the 70's goes to die. There is a lot of GHETTO stuff here. Furniture: ghetto, washer and dryer: ghetto, gate clicker: SUPER ghetto. My uncle's cell phone is hardcore Zack Morris style. In their bathroom is what I believe to be the first digital scale ever invented. You get the picture. Along with the ghetto stuff there are a lot of stuffed animals. Some of them are from the 70's too... Or at least the 80's.
The best part about staying here is that they left the new Harry Potter book. I am almost finished it... You can do it Harry... You tell 'ol Voldy who's boss!
My aunt and uncle are away so I am staying at their house in Coquitlam with their two cats. Although these cats aren't possessed hell-cats like the ones I previously encountered, they are still quite a pain in the ass. First off one of them peed on my favourite jeans... While they were in my duffel bag... He did manage to do it without getting pee on anything else though, so I guess that was kinda thoughtful... If cats think? They think about food I guess... And sleeping... Well I guess they sleep without thinking about it... Ok Dani, stop Spiralling... Back to the story... They also tend to wake me up in the middle of the night (FYI it was 4 times last night,) by either chewing on my toes or standing by my face and meowing... Loudly. Neither of them are too fun... But I do manage to bring the toe biting into my dreams... (Read into that what you want!)
The house in Coquitlam is in a quaint little gated community, and to go with the 50's style community their house happens to be where stuff from the 70's goes to die. There is a lot of GHETTO stuff here. Furniture: ghetto, washer and dryer: ghetto, gate clicker: SUPER ghetto. My uncle's cell phone is hardcore Zack Morris style. In their bathroom is what I believe to be the first digital scale ever invented. You get the picture. Along with the ghetto stuff there are a lot of stuffed animals. Some of them are from the 70's too... Or at least the 80's.
The best part about staying here is that they left the new Harry Potter book. I am almost finished it... You can do it Harry... You tell 'ol Voldy who's boss!
HAROOOOO
Hello... Hello... Helloooo
I just wanted to drop a quick "hi" to my new readers... I know that makes me sound super conceited ( I'm totally going to be at local celebrity status soon... Like Kid Carson or Tamara Taggert or Taylor Pyatt ... swoon) but I don't mean it like that! I'm glad I can keep you guys amused and that you care enough to read about my life. Keep up with the reading and go ahead and bug me when I have been lazy... Sometimes I need a good kick in the ass. I also love comments!
I just wanted to drop a quick "hi" to my new readers... I know that makes me sound super conceited ( I'm totally going to be at local celebrity status soon... Like Kid Carson or Tamara Taggert or Taylor Pyatt ... swoon) but I don't mean it like that! I'm glad I can keep you guys amused and that you care enough to read about my life. Keep up with the reading and go ahead and bug me when I have been lazy... Sometimes I need a good kick in the ass. I also love comments!
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Stress
Midterms are over now, but that doesn't mean the stress is gone. So far we have gotten our marks back on a few tests and I did really well. (I even tied for best mark in the dreaded Microbiology.)
Tomorrow we are supposed to find out what they are doing about the whole Radiology two-test situation. The whole thing is bad news. Our teacher is mad and thinking about quitting and all the students are worried about our grades. The whole thing is just bull.
Besides that we have a whole ton of assignments due soon. We have 4 due on the 14th of September, then one the Monday after that, and then 2 more after that... or is it 3? I can't even keep them straight anymore. I mean at least some are interesting (a disease... I think I am going to do Ebola,) but some are sooo boring. Streptococci vs Staphylococci? BOOOO.
Tomorrow we are supposed to find out what they are doing about the whole Radiology two-test situation. The whole thing is bad news. Our teacher is mad and thinking about quitting and all the students are worried about our grades. The whole thing is just bull.
Besides that we have a whole ton of assignments due soon. We have 4 due on the 14th of September, then one the Monday after that, and then 2 more after that... or is it 3? I can't even keep them straight anymore. I mean at least some are interesting (a disease... I think I am going to do Ebola,) but some are sooo boring. Streptococci vs Staphylococci? BOOOO.
Weekend ... YAY
Friday after midterms I hosted an apres-midterm BBQ celebration for the students in my class. I think it got pulled off pretty well. 12 out of the 30 students in our class showed up. We all had fun drinking and eating burgers and making fun on the only guy there (MANSLAW!)
After the BBQ the 5 of us who had stuck it out to the end decided that we needed to hit up the bar and let off some steam. We got ready to go, (one of the girls even let my sister cut her hair while they both were drunk,) and headed to Vanilla Room.
When we first arrived it was kinda dead, but then in about a half hour it picked up. I had a really good time chatting it up with EVERYONE... bouncers (including the ones that kicked me out before,) bartenders (including "bartender boy"... still cute... sigh) and random girls in the bathroom. I was also wearing heels that were way too high for me and I had trouble walking so I looked way drunker than I was. The girls who came with me were to quote my mom "a hoot." They are way more fun outside of school.
At the end of the night I spent a half hour talking to the front doorman while two of the girls played with the ID swiper thing. The door guy was wearing a bulletproof vest which I found kinda funny... I was like "Dude, you're in Langley... You are gonna get stabbed, not shot!" He added me to Facebook the next day and is super funny. He says that he graduated from USU - Ultimate Snuggler University. My kinda guy!
Speaking of that... He was one of 5 guys to leave me messages on Facebook that morning. I am a Facebook PIMP!
After the BBQ the 5 of us who had stuck it out to the end decided that we needed to hit up the bar and let off some steam. We got ready to go, (one of the girls even let my sister cut her hair while they both were drunk,) and headed to Vanilla Room.
When we first arrived it was kinda dead, but then in about a half hour it picked up. I had a really good time chatting it up with EVERYONE... bouncers (including the ones that kicked me out before,) bartenders (including "bartender boy"... still cute... sigh) and random girls in the bathroom. I was also wearing heels that were way too high for me and I had trouble walking so I looked way drunker than I was. The girls who came with me were to quote my mom "a hoot." They are way more fun outside of school.
At the end of the night I spent a half hour talking to the front doorman while two of the girls played with the ID swiper thing. The door guy was wearing a bulletproof vest which I found kinda funny... I was like "Dude, you're in Langley... You are gonna get stabbed, not shot!" He added me to Facebook the next day and is super funny. He says that he graduated from USU - Ultimate Snuggler University. My kinda guy!
Speaking of that... He was one of 5 guys to leave me messages on Facebook that morning. I am a Facebook PIMP!
Monday, August 13, 2007
Upset, Angry and a little bit Nauseous...
So... it is midterm week at school. Yikes.
I'm just gonna say it: I am pretty smart. If I study for a test I am probably going to do well on it. We had one midterm last week and I'm pretty sure I did fine. This week we have 5 more.
I went to school this morning and wrote one midterm which went just dandy. I probably got in the 80's to 90's. After that, because we were finished writing so early, a bunch of us took off to IHOP for some yummy grease before our second midterm of the day.
Upon our return we discovered that our school is trying apparently trying to make us fail our afternoon test. According to the administration the test our teacher made up for us wasn't long or hard enough, so as well as writing it we were going to write an extra exam... So we then had a 40-question exam AND a 50-question exam to write. Ok fine... 90 questions for a midterm is reasonable.
BUT, the kicker is that the 50-question exam contained questions about information we hadn't even learned yet! They said that they will take out those questions... but who is to say that they will do it fairly?
ALSO, even the original exam contained questions (6 or 7 of them, out of 40) that weren't in our notes, after our teacher had told us that 99% of the exam would be taken directly from the notes! If she had told us to study the notes and the text I would have! Instead I studied only the notes so I had no idea of the answers.
I probably got about 75% on the original exam (not great) ... and like 45%?? on the harder one. When we need 70% to pass this does not make me very happy. Nor does it raise my confidence for the 3 upcoming exams this week. Sometimes I just want to give up!
I'm just gonna say it: I am pretty smart. If I study for a test I am probably going to do well on it. We had one midterm last week and I'm pretty sure I did fine. This week we have 5 more.
I went to school this morning and wrote one midterm which went just dandy. I probably got in the 80's to 90's. After that, because we were finished writing so early, a bunch of us took off to IHOP for some yummy grease before our second midterm of the day.
Upon our return we discovered that our school is trying apparently trying to make us fail our afternoon test. According to the administration the test our teacher made up for us wasn't long or hard enough, so as well as writing it we were going to write an extra exam... So we then had a 40-question exam AND a 50-question exam to write. Ok fine... 90 questions for a midterm is reasonable.
BUT, the kicker is that the 50-question exam contained questions about information we hadn't even learned yet! They said that they will take out those questions... but who is to say that they will do it fairly?
ALSO, even the original exam contained questions (6 or 7 of them, out of 40) that weren't in our notes, after our teacher had told us that 99% of the exam would be taken directly from the notes! If she had told us to study the notes and the text I would have! Instead I studied only the notes so I had no idea of the answers.
I probably got about 75% on the original exam (not great) ... and like 45%?? on the harder one. When we need 70% to pass this does not make me very happy. Nor does it raise my confidence for the 3 upcoming exams this week. Sometimes I just want to give up!
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