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I just read this summary for a story:
Girls who were someone's child, wife, servant got their male counter parts killed by some crazy weapons and dogs weilding ninjas. Revenge is on the agenda.
I'm just going to come straight out and say it. What. The. Hell.-Current Mood-:  confused -Current Music-: me thinking this is either whacked or epic |
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Why yes, I had to run to the airport because i did stupid stupid things today. First, i finished my paper late. Not late for the deadline, late because i wanted to finish it earlier. Then, I cleaned the kitchen like i was supposed to. Then I HAD to clean my room. I had this horrible compulsion. I just had to. And that's what did me in. Because i had to take out the garbage, i just couldn't let that smell accumulate for 3 days while Kellie's gone. And i still had to get dressed. And I still had to unplug everything and lock up the electronics. And I still hadn't put all the important things in my tote.
Then, as i'm locking up the house and running down the sidewalk, i realize i didn't turn down the thermostat. I can't go back so poop on me. Then, as i'm slogging toward the train, I just barely miss it. Great. I get on the next one.
So i ended up getting to the airport...but i took the wrong bus and went to terminal C instead of B and had to run through the airport while hearing them call for my flight and me thinking, "I'M NOT GOING TO MAKE IT!!"
I made it. I was very tired. I didn't have time to consolidate my bookbag and my tote so i snuck on the plane with 3 carry-ons. I felt like a paranoid schizophrenic rebel. They told the girl in front of me she couldn't have 3 so when i snuck by i cheered internally, but was so freaked i'd get in trouble, i hid the 3rd bag the whole flight. Don't ask me why, i can't reason it out either, but i realized later it's not like they can do anything about it once i'm on the plane. It's not like they can throw me off. I hid it anyway.
Then to punish me for running late, the flight was the bumpiest thing ever and the landing was just north of feeling like the plane hit an iceberg.
But i made it home. My parents and biffle came for me. Glee! There was lots to talk about and that's why i'm still awake at 5 in the morning. I'll go to bed now. Renz expects me to wake up soon. =/
SSDD-Current Mood-:  glee -Current Music-: mommy and daddy talking |
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Holy crap. Right now, it's 19° and feels like 3°. Holy icicles, Batman!
UPDATE: it's now 16° feels like 1°. One is not a temperature. It is the designation you get when you win.-Current Mood-:  cold -Current Music-: xxxHoLic theme song |
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I met up with Janet who was in town today. She was with her Society for Women Engineers (which had a BOY) and I went with them to U Mass and Harvard so they could check out the engineering program. U Mass was a dud but we got this awesome tour from the director of the labs at Harvard. He took us to the clean rooms which were very extensive and on a tour of the rest of the labs which included the different rooms for the different types of microscopes. He had a crazy amount of knowledge about the equipment and how the rooms were structured. It was really cool. There was free stuff involved.
By the way, would it freakin' kill harvard to have a flippin' directory? I mean, carve it out of stone if you want to make it look all old and rustic, but help a visitor out. Honestly, nothing helps guide you through that place. Not even the building names. It's all Sever Hall or Pierce Hall. One of those is a dorm and one is a science building. Take a guess which is which. There were only 2 buildings i didn't have to walk into to figure out what it was, the library and the philosophy building and that was because the names were literally carved into them. They need readily accessible maps or something! Despite all my hardships, I was able to find a bathroom for the SWE people AND the engineering building. I should have gotten a cookie. No no no! TWO cookies.
Best quotes of today:
Me asking a harvard-looking student: do you have an idea of the harvard campus layout?
harvard-looking student: yes...i have an idea
Me: okay, great. Where is the engineering building?
harvard-looking student: Oh. Um. I think it's over there. That's outside of my idea.
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Me to barista guy: Can you tell me where the engineering building is?
barista guy to another guy: Engineering building - are we in it?
Oh, and i'm plain tuckered out. I haven't eaten all day, I just finished my part of a project, i had a final this morning, i adventured through the city with SWE, and i only slept a few hours last night. Every time i blink, i feel like my eyes keep moving. It sounds weird and i can't explain that, but that's what it's like. I just have to do 2 more papers and I'll be free. FREE. Ugh...tired...
SSDD-Current Mood-:  exhausted -Current Music-: I'm talking to myself again... |
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it's that time of year again. No, not that holly jolly winter holiday time. The end of the semester when EVERYTHING AND IT'S MOM is due. You have a million papers that are always the most important part of your grade because you have to explain to the professor absolutely everything you've ever learned and then there's those 6 finals when you only have 5 classes and for the life you, you can't figure out what that extra final is from and the group presentations that require a lame-as-hell powerpoint with people that you don't even know or vaguely like and the projects that mean absolutely nothing of consequence in the real world but, for some reason, are insanely necessary because they build some character trait you don't even want and you can't remember the last time you slept, but it was sometime in between the blink where you pressed the spacebar and slides 14-29 of the class lecture that you can't focus on (much less pay attention to) to save your life.
It's THAT time of year.
And when all this happens Kaila becomes slightly crazier as she gets more sleep deprived. Why, yes, i do in fact start talking to myself more out loud. Maybe it's because i need the verbal map of what i'm supposed to do or maybe it's because the filter between my thoughts and my vocal chords begins to falter due to stress, I don't know. What i do know is that i get looks in public. A lot. Quite frankly, talking to myself is nothing new. I, for some reason, narrate my life when i'm alone. I even comment on it like i'm one of those guys from mystery science theater and it's happening to someone else, but it's not. It's happening to me and i sound like a psycho. The difference between normal time and stress-end-of-semester time is that i forget that i'm in public and start narrating my life. That switch just gets turned off.
That, and i have this penchant for sleeping in public. Just now, fell asleep in the middle of the computer lab. Thank goodness i don't drive anymore. Could i tell you stories about that. Ha. Last semester was a doozy, even for me. I'll sum up the worst in 5 words. Fell. Asleep. While. Exiting. Turnpike. Yay for trains.
In other news, i found out yesterday that the original Lucky Spencer came back to GH in November. I was so stoked. I hadn't been that excited since 3 days ago when i found out about Ryan Reynolds and Deadpool. It's so great because 3 out of the 4 original musketeers that I loved are back. It sucks, though, because Lucky and Liz are basically supposed to be true love forever sort of people but Liz has had 2 boys with 2 fathers that HAVEN'T been Lucky even though she's been married to him the most and for the longest. Also, they're playing some crazy stupid storyline where Liz and Lucky are getting remarried now, but Liz and Nikolas are secretly in love. Way to steal your brother's girl, Nik. This never would have happened if Emily hadn't died. That's also another reason why the 4 musketeers can never get back together: because they're killing off all the quartermaines. Nikolas has some random son hanging around so at least the Cassadines (who have been severely depleted too) are continuing. Now we need another Spencer so that when Lucky finds out about Nikolas Wolverining her away, the long dead feud can come blazing forth once again. I heart Jonathan Jackson. He's so cute. It's Lucky/Liz like it was always Danny/Michelle.
On a final note, my computer is really nuts. It likes to mess up my life right before i have something due. It doesn't bother to go all glitchy when I'm sitting down doing nothing, it waits till the night before something's due to cackle in the corner while i have a full blown panic. I would stab it if i could.
I've written a novel so i'll sign off now.
SSDD-Current Mood-:  exhausted/stressed -Current Music-: keys clacking |
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I was reading tv tropes and by random clicking got it confirmed that Ryan Reynolds will be making a solo Deadpool movie and making it right!! I was so excited that if i hadn't just gone to the bathroom, i would have PEED MY PANTS!! This is epic awesome!!! YAY!!! He is one of my favorite marvel heroes and i loved Ryan Reynolds as Deadpool (in the teeny tiny bit he was in) in Wolverine. I can't wait for this!! It comes out in 2011. I will BE THERE first night.
SSDD-Current Mood-:  pumped! -Current Music-: I don't have music, i have a washing machine |
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So guess where is 30°F but feels like 22°? That's right, folks. I live in snow country!! The snow's still there (well...obviously). I took pictures. It's so pretty. i went outside today briefly because i wanted to see what it was like. It was cold. I'm kinda lovin' it. Plus, we've now hit below freezing temperatures. Can you believe it? This is exciting!! Can't wait to actually use the coats i bought 2 months ago. And the boots. They worked great yesterday. I hope it snows again before i go home.
SSDD-Current Mood-: jubilant -Current Music-: Danses des Cygnes, Allegro Moderato |
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