"My goat"
You know what really gets my goat? I spend hours and hours of my life thinking of great profiles and away messages for you people and 90% of the time I don't even get an ounce of credit for it. It takes good time to think of a witty away message and after hours of being gone I don't even get the joy of seeing that someone has left me a message! What's up with that, yo? You're putting ZERO effort into this relationship. I think we need to talk. We should expand our horizons and see other people. Bye.
"Ranting"
So, some people like my ranting. That's good. At least I feel like I'm doing something useful with my time. But ranting isn't something that I can do on command, people! And it's not like I can recall past rants and throw them back up. It takes time and energy, yes, but it also takes a lot of emotion and life to give birth to such creations. Quit asking for rants! They'll come... I go through enough mood swings, don't worry. For the time being, enjoy this POS rant and let me sleep. And, oh, MONKEY.
"Crap-tastic Class"
Does everyone have one of those classes? It's CRAP-tastic! I do. It's called Ochem, that's Organic Chemistry for you more fortunate. I wonder who thought of making a class like this. Sure, maybe if I was a chem major or I planned on committing suicide I'd take this class, but as a bio major I really don't see the need. NEVER am I going to want to know how ethanol interacts with sodium chloride. YUCK. Give me blood! Give me muscles! Give me any anatomical or physiological diagram, term, or system and let me be! But back to the point... does someone make sure EVERY student has a class like this? I think so... it's probably marked on your record somewhere... take a look... those regents... ARG! I've lost my train of thought... where was I? Where am I? Why am I writing this? I have better things to do like strangle myself with more Ochem ARG!!!!!!!!!!!!
"HA time"
So normal people work with this thing I like to call "time". Unfortunately HAs do not. We work in some weird medium, some twisted version of "time" that I like to call "not enough time". I know it sounds weird, but it's true! So normal people, I'll refer to them as THEY from now on, get to schedule things and have free, unhindered "time". Not so for HAs. We schedule things... and when we schedule it works like this. 1) Do this thing... 2) Do this other thing across campus at the same time... 3) Do yet another thing exactly 12.75 minutes after item #2, but not in conjunction with item #1. Hard? Yah. But it's fun right? Kinda like a drug... but that's next rant... (oops, a hint!) Anywho, that's why we, HAs, get cool secret "not enough time" watches that work on "not enough time" principles... oops, I'm late for a number of meaningless tasks... ttyl
"HA: The drug"
This is for all of you applying to be an HA. Let me say a few things before you go off and fill out an application all star-y eyed and such. It IS great. It's amazing. I love it... but I love it like a drug. It's addicting! And it's detrimental too. It takes SO much time and energy, I feel drained a lot of the time. You'll learn to love weekends, and wonder how the hell your HA seemed to have so damn much free time. Be weary, it's not as easy as it seemed. It's good, it's bad, it's like a weird drug. And luckily, it's not against state law... yet...
"Life"
Why is life so hard? "They" (the proverbial They, of course) tell us that it makes us better people... that life isn't going well if there aren't obstacles. I don't buy it. I'd love my life to be simple and easy. I don't need big rewards. I KNOW I can succeed without enduring years of hardship. Why should I drain myself? Why should I put 110% in now? Why not just live life putting in 80%? What's wrong with B- effort? And what do I get out of life? Right now... not much... I'm giving and I'm not receiving... and we all know that ain't right, yo. I hate the drama. The tedious upkeep life needs... it's like a damn needy girlfriend... Yah, um, we're breaking up |
