"There is an old motto that runs, "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again." This is nonsense. It ought to read, "If at first you don't succeed, quit, quit at once."- Stephen LeacockI got some more stuff off of Brunching Shuttlecocks. I found a few new toys for the site (besides my lovely Tina the Troubled Teen on the first page). I also found hell's weather report and a certificate for participating (on the Web). See?
So, what's gone on lately? Besides being assigned a shitload of homework and a midterm for tomorrow (none of which I'm actually working on!), and trying to decide on my weekend and summer plans, not that much. But oddly enough- I got a B- on my psych test, a D+ on my first French test, and an A- on the most recent one. What the hell??? I had thought I'd done well on the first two, and thought I'd done bad on the second. Did studying really affect my grades here? I'm not so sure. Which is why I've come up with:
Rutherford's Laws of Exams:
1. If you thought you did well on an exam, you bombed it.
2. If you thought you did badly, there is a 50/50 chance that you bombed it, the other half being that you will get an average grade or an inexplicable A.
3. Studying does not have any effect on these grades, nor does logic.
Here's another thing that really pissed me off today: We get a notice in the mail saying that "roommates will be moving around throughout spring quarter and your room must be empty on one side at ALL TIMES to receive a new one." It then says that we will be subject to random cleanliness inspections and be fined if they're not empty, and that they can move someone in at any time they want without notifying you in any way whatsoever.
Gee, thanks for dangling that sword over my head!
Why the hell CAN'T they notify you if someone will move in? What is the problem with that? And why must I be "inspected" all the time and threatened with fines? It sounds an awful lot to me like (again) I'm being punished for Sarah moving out! Frankly, this isn't fair, especially since no one's moved in here in ages, nobody's going to (the people who can't hack living off-campus switch to a boringer dorm), especially at the end of the quarter! I know of people who hate their roommates, but still won't move because there's such a short time left, and moving (especially by yourself without parental aid) is a bitch. I am so damn irritated with these damn housing people. I'm going to try to talk to Beckie (the RA who told me that nobody was likely to move in) about this next time I see her. I am VERY annoyed . . . especially since if they're going to inspect me now, the other half's a mess because I haven't cleaned it up for a week (been working on the paper).
(For any guys reading this- just skip to the next paragraph, because this will not interest you at all)
I went to the Clinique section of the bookstore today to buy some samples. Well, if you spend $16.50 (due to their prices, you must buy two items, at least $10-12 each, to get the "free" samples- geez, I hate it when I know I'm being ripped off and yet still do it like a sheep), you get some makeup. After wasting a half-hour testing lipstick and eyeliner, I wound up buying a lipstick ($12.50) and an combination eyeliner/brow pencil (ditto). However, I was pissed to discover that I had also received the exact same liner in the sample! I may take it back, or just keep it in case I run out of eyeliner again- depends how lazy I am. The lipstick came out good, as did the eye makeup when I tried it at home. However, after using it on my eyebrows . . . I now have very dark eyebrows that won't come off much. Now that's warped. Luckily I wear glasses and have big bangs, so if I was wearing florescent green eyeshadow no one could see it anyway!
(Okay, boys, you can come back now.)
Also,I got a TON of e-mails today. There's a shocker. Well, what happened is there's a mailing list for all English majors that some guy screwed up trying to get off of and sent the message to EVERYONE. So then some cranky girl sent one to EVERYONE saying to stop it, she didn't know who these people were anyway. So another guy (that I happened to know) sent one saying that she should lighten up and we should get to know each other . . . and then the war was on! Half the posters were saying that they liked the idea of us getting to know one another, and the other half were "let's just shut up and never chat here again, you're wasting my precious e-mail space." Geez, how bitchy. I wound up sending an e-mail to Katie (English club advisor) suggesting she have two lists, one for those of us who like to chat.
Went to another English club meeting, but it was kinda boring. We wound up doing our homework, for crying out loud. I left at 9:30- the rest of them may still be there. They spent a lot of time griping about how this one chick hadn't shown up in awhile (since the one time I saw this chick, she scared me- she is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too obsessed with literature even for a major, it's kinda creepy- and I won't even get into how she's a walking stereotype). Apparently she's in love again, and the joke was, "She's coming . . . just not here."
And on a similar note, Lisa and Elena were just talking about Elena's nutso friend Kristen, who (although I don't remember this at all!) came over extremely early this morning to tell Elena, and I quote, "I got eaten out last night." Yum, there's a descriptive phrase that gives me a mental image I didn't want to know about. Elena then was going on about how she kept trying to stop her from going off with her sixth fling from the same frat (apparently this is some sort of Greek etiquette- all the guys in a house will know if you fooled around with just one of them, much less working your way through). Yeech, there's something I'll have to remember if I ever go nuts and date a frat boy (well, not likely). For the record, Elena and the chicks I've met from her sorority (even Kristen's nice, albeit kinda psycho- reminds me of Angela) are really nice, not snotheads- and this applies to everyone I've met in a frat or sorority here. Other schools's Greek systems, however, scare me. But after listening to that one . . . makes me glad I'm unaffiliated.
Oh, and did I mention that I watched Buffy again last night? Scared the holy crap out of me! Eeeeew. Why am I watching this???
And now, I really must go to bed.
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