Midterm, Again

"Whenever a serial killer or a sex predator is arrested, we turn to the paper to find his neighbors saying that the monster `seemed just like anyone else." -Roger Ebert

Before I get to my life, I'd like to comment on a few things I looked up today while procrastinating studying for my midterm (like gee, right now).

1. Check this link: It's very appropriate to me and my roommates. Sometime I have got to e-mail this girl like she'd want, but I never do. Why is that? Sheer laziness? Shyness?

2. Then this one. It features a double rainbow, which I also did an entry about seeing in Hawaii (another one I have yet to put up- well, maybe this weekend after I do my English homework. No drawing! Yay!).

3. Comparison thing: while reading the two sites below, I found these bits on lost soulmates that I kinda sympathized with. I really pity the mom in the first one (never finding anybody better), not to mention that I fear having the same problem too. Then another lost soulmate on the other page . . . ouch.

"Mom talked to me for a while, and it helped, although only a limited amount because she lost her soul-mate after about 10 years due to his cheating and becoming fascinated with another woman, and she never really found anyone like him again." Ouch

"You need to understand: if soulmates exist, Doug is mine, and the fact that he's now married to another woman (who is extremely nice, and I like her a lot) with two kids isn't made any easier by the knowledge that a few words from me would have kept him around, if I hadn't been so insane as not to give them." Dorothy

An event I forgot to mention yesterday that will amaze and shock: In our previous design class, he had said to make sure we had LOTS of newsprint for drawing the naked guy- he said at LEAST 60 DRAWINGS!!! I checked my pad- 50 sheets, most of which are drawn on. I though, "Oh shit, I gotta get more." and then promptly forgot this . . . until right before yesterday's class. At which point I ran to the bookstore (naturally on the other side of campus), searched for a guy to ring me up, RAN back (wearing heavy clothes and carrying a large item didn't increase my speed either) so I'd get in before he locked the door. The TA's about to as I'm halfway to the door, and she holds it open for me, I stagger in, and what do I hear out of D.R.?

"Quick, shut the door!"

Okay, so normally I'd know that was kind of a joke, but right then, as I felt like shit, out of breath (I am SO not a runner), dead tired, it really pissed me off.

My hand was quicker and less tactful than my mouth, I flipped him off.

I didn't get in trouble or nuffin- he goes, "She flipped me off!" in the same tone, got a laugh, I said something along the lines of I was trying to hurry, and sat down. And as it turned out, I never used the second pad. We did maybe 15 drawings. AAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!

But seriously, don't you just love college? Stuff that could have gotten me expelled in high school I can totally get away with, and vice versa (when I was caught cheating the one time, I only got marked off for that section, and here they'd expell you for that).

I do not want to read my textbook, I really, really don't. It's so booooring. And I've still got a chapter to go. Then I have to read three boooring chapters AGAIN and memorize everything. Then I have to memorize my notes. And I wanted to go see Elizabeth tonight (FREE, on campus, will never see it otherwise!), but noooooo, I have a midterm. UGH! And since the teacher's not around, I can't ask about the obscure questions on her old midterm (which was all about fabrics, which we NEVER went over in class but is a chapter in the book). I should be reading it NOW and not looking up crap on the Internet. UGH, UGH, UGH.

I got an e-mail from Evan today (surprise), he didn't say much though. And I called Sarah again today and she was there- she was home sick the last few days, but Mr. Asshole made her go to work today. They've been fighting a lot, she doesn't know what she'll do. About talking with my self-defense teacher, all she mentioned was that Karla said she could get free self-defense lessons next quarter. Too bad I'll be above her level then. Might talk to her later about seeing Ever After (on campus) tomorrow- she wants to- but well, there's the hubby to deal with. Again, UGH.

I am in a good mood today, but you'd never know it, huh?

Went to a program in the dorm on sex tonight (naturally that one had tons of people!) to get some free condoms =), and was pretty entertained. Angela was there, and at the beginning said to me, "I wonder why Jensen isn't here? He knew we had a program on tonight." I didn't comment. I was damn glad the asshole didn't show up. Although at one point he might have been trying to get in with another RA, but I couldn't tell too clearly. Good riddance.

I love how in sex ed they tell you everything about sex, and THEN promote abstinence. Don't they realize how funny this is? The whole "saving yourself for the right person" thing of course was mentioned, I restrained myself from making my usual comments on how I think that's silly since there is no right person and you may be wrong anyway. (Reminds me of Friends and all that nauseating "flower" stuff Monica was sprouting. Ugh!)

I wonder how many people there were virgins?

As for me (no comment on that!), I started to feel a little sheepish when they started going off on sexual history/discussing it/tell everyone yours- that's something that I don't want to tell. And then there's how the last guy I dated (and well, may be considering repeating that) is an admitted slut. I thought, "Ewww, what if he had something? Wouldn't be surprised, but I certainly don't want it." I shouldn't even be thinking about this stuff when nothing's happening until next year.

I'm not sure if the newsgroup is working now, as apparently no one has posted in hours, even though I put a post up today- which is not up there. What the hell? But I did check it earlier today, and here's the bit on the date:

Subject: Re: The JenRem Outing Report v1.0
From: Remington 

Susan Rankin said:
}WOW!  I am SO jealous!  Noone has ever saved the free world on MY dates.  We
}just go to dinner or a movie or something...  

Well, we didn't have time for that... :)

-Remington

Subject: Re: The JenRem Outing Report v1.0
From: Remington 

John said:
}Dark PRiSM wrote:
}| Translation: "I'm a cheap ass so the girl is only getting a smoothie
}|      out of this."
}Green Iguana time...
}I nominate this post to be the best and most accurate translation of the year.

Except that this part, at least, is wildly inaccurate.  She got her own
smoothie.

-Remington

Subject: Re: The JenRem Outing Report v1.0
From: Remington 

Dark PRiSM said:
}Translation: "I'm a cheap ass so the girl is only getting a smoothie
}       out of this."

Well, there simply wasn't time for dinner, a movie, a long night of
wandering around San Francisco, and bubbly on the beach at sunrise.
Besides, I hate champagne.

}Translation: "She was the only chick that would look back at me."

Given that the girl behind the counter (who was also, apparently, a design
major -- they're everywhere!!) was rather busy, the two girls in one
corner were not named Jennifer when they ordered, and the only other girl
in the place appeared to be consumed by depression or something, I'm not
suprised that she was the only one looking my way.

}Translation: "Maybe if I kiss her ass on here, she'll like me."

Nah.  There is no causal relation between the two events.

}Translation: "I was as nervous as a virgin on prom night so I had to
}       blame my incoherence on the smoothie."

Hardly, I'm naturally incoherent, nervous or not.

}Translation: "We had nothing to talk about so I had to resort to
}       talking about ucd.life."

I'd consider it a good start.

}Translation: "After exhausting the ucd.life topic, our conversation
}       did indeed get this bad."

'Bad' is in the eye of the beholder.

}Translation: "Our conversation got so desperate that we had to migrate
}       to a new environment. Borders was a great excuse."

Actually, I think it had more to do with being done with our smoothies.

}Translation: "I needed something to help entertain her since I certainly
}       was incapable of doing it myself. Besides, I could make myself
}       sound intelligent by talking about books."

As opposed to falling back on the traditional music or movies?  And if I
wanted to sound intelligent, I'd hardly have picked the 'humor' section,
much less 'Truly Tasteless Jokes'.

}Translation: "She was so damn bored and desperate to leave that any old
}       excuse worked nicely. The class excuse never fails."

Well, she set it up well ahead of time, so she's a darn good strategist,
then.

}Translation: "Depressed as hell, I came home and OD'd on psychedelics.
}       I then got inspired to write out this post."

Actually, I got inspired to write that part of the post before we actually
met.  I already had most of it worked out, too.  And if I'd OD'ed on
psychedelics, I'd think my keyboard was far too pretty to strike
repeatedly with my fingers.

-Remington

And finally, I sent him an e-mail today (yeah, finally, took me long enough) saying I loved the story (not much else though) and got a response!

On Thu, 19 Nov 1998, Jennifer Diane Rutherford wrote:
} Sorry I didn't get to doing this earlier, but I loved the story! Cracked me
} up (all that pez and shooting!). 

Oh, cool, I was slightly worried that I'd gotten it all wrong, and I was
supposed to check with you before I posted it.  Then you didn't say
anything, and I thought maybe I'd scared the beetles out of you with my
freakishness.  Then you said, "up yours" to someone, and I knew it would
all be all right. :)

-Remington

Don't you love the last two lines? "Scared the beetles" (although it takes a lot to scare a girl from Livermore), and the last line was just perfect. I almost put it as today's opening quote, but didn't want to ruin the surprise for ya.

I didn't say that much else- he got things right, loved his last line, hope the trip's going well (I would have been more specific if I remembered where he went).

Hmm, does this sound hopeful to you? Not wanting to scare me off?

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