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Sep. 16th, 2006 12:00 pm( Linguistic Test Thing. Proving you can do well by totally guessing on a test. *snickers* )
Yesterday was a very good day, despite the rainclouds that are starting to move into a previously pristine gorgeous blue sky. Got my morning Chai, which I've found helps a lot (the room is just warm enough that when the lights are turned down, I totally crash). The first class was FAD, and we had a guest lecturer come in and talk about her experiences during the FMD outbreak in England. ... I don't know if I could do that. I am, however, very much impressed by how the farmers effected reacted to what was basically these foreign vets coming in and taking away their livelihood. Farmers in Texas would be more likely to greet vets at the front gate with a loaded rifle. Lalala please no FMD here very bad la.
Next class was pharmacology, which is one of those 'hold on with your fingernails and do your best to make sense of all the bloody chemistry being thrown out and eventually it all comes together' sort of classes, which aren't my favorites by any stretch of the imagination. This is what voice recorders are for.
Then was bacteriology, with the last of the non-testable material... this guy is great, such an interesting lecturer, even if his writing is nearly illegible and his notes on the overhead look like someone cut up scientific terms and scattered them all over the plastic at random.
Then I met my little sib, who is just as cute as her name suggests (even if she isn't a hobbit - her last name could totally be a hobbit name), and I gave her the much-vaunted test files. I still need to get mine from my big sib... even though I'm not entirely sure there are test files, but it won't hurt to ask, right?
It seems Hills might be making us pay for food this year, which sucks - aren't we paying enough money yet? I'm not paying for food for the ferals my dad feeds, not when I can get free stuff from the other reps. Of course, we've had no word from Iams yet, so I might need to pay up to keep up with demand - those are some fat and sassy ferals, lemme tell you. Adorable. But fat.
Went to the TG, looked up some clubs I kinda ignored last year, hung out with Ellie and Sara A, managed to not eat any of the cake on the tables (go me!), suckered firsties into joining VSO, not that it's a huge committment or anything. Just a couple extra e-mails in the inbox, and since it's already outrageously full, who cares, right?
Then took Sara A home, met her cat (who's gorgeous) and had some tea, then we went to Andrea's house for the friday night movie thing. After foraging at Safeway, we watched Rome (which is amazingly good, actually, if really really really not for kids), then spent the rest of the night until somewhere around 2am playing that guitar PS2 game, which I sucked at but tried anyway. I got mocked, and then I mocked others who failed, and cheered on people who rocked (they played Killer Queen for me. :D!), and we'd occassionally get updates on the game of Risk being played in the next room, and generally hung out with some cool people. Until 2am. Yay college life.
And now rooms need cleaning and there's the Alumni Day setup and WTF PHO AND GEN AND JEZ AND LISE AND STEPH WHAAAAAAAAAyouguyswritesogoodomgWHAAAAAAAAAAA.
Yes.
Martha the wondercat says hullo. Or she's saying 'pay attention to me and not the glowy box, peon', which is really more her style.
Yesterday was a very good day, despite the rainclouds that are starting to move into a previously pristine gorgeous blue sky. Got my morning Chai, which I've found helps a lot (the room is just warm enough that when the lights are turned down, I totally crash). The first class was FAD, and we had a guest lecturer come in and talk about her experiences during the FMD outbreak in England. ... I don't know if I could do that. I am, however, very much impressed by how the farmers effected reacted to what was basically these foreign vets coming in and taking away their livelihood. Farmers in Texas would be more likely to greet vets at the front gate with a loaded rifle. Lalala please no FMD here very bad la.
Next class was pharmacology, which is one of those 'hold on with your fingernails and do your best to make sense of all the bloody chemistry being thrown out and eventually it all comes together' sort of classes, which aren't my favorites by any stretch of the imagination. This is what voice recorders are for.
Then was bacteriology, with the last of the non-testable material... this guy is great, such an interesting lecturer, even if his writing is nearly illegible and his notes on the overhead look like someone cut up scientific terms and scattered them all over the plastic at random.
Then I met my little sib, who is just as cute as her name suggests (even if she isn't a hobbit - her last name could totally be a hobbit name), and I gave her the much-vaunted test files. I still need to get mine from my big sib... even though I'm not entirely sure there are test files, but it won't hurt to ask, right?
It seems Hills might be making us pay for food this year, which sucks - aren't we paying enough money yet? I'm not paying for food for the ferals my dad feeds, not when I can get free stuff from the other reps. Of course, we've had no word from Iams yet, so I might need to pay up to keep up with demand - those are some fat and sassy ferals, lemme tell you. Adorable. But fat.
Went to the TG, looked up some clubs I kinda ignored last year, hung out with Ellie and Sara A, managed to not eat any of the cake on the tables (go me!), suckered firsties into joining VSO, not that it's a huge committment or anything. Just a couple extra e-mails in the inbox, and since it's already outrageously full, who cares, right?
Then took Sara A home, met her cat (who's gorgeous) and had some tea, then we went to Andrea's house for the friday night movie thing. After foraging at Safeway, we watched Rome (which is amazingly good, actually, if really really really not for kids), then spent the rest of the night until somewhere around 2am playing that guitar PS2 game, which I sucked at but tried anyway. I got mocked, and then I mocked others who failed, and cheered on people who rocked (they played Killer Queen for me. :D!), and we'd occassionally get updates on the game of Risk being played in the next room, and generally hung out with some cool people. Until 2am. Yay college life.
And now rooms need cleaning and there's the Alumni Day setup and WTF PHO AND GEN AND JEZ AND LISE AND STEPH WHAAAAAAAAAyouguyswritesogoodomgWHAAAAAAAAAAA.
Yes.
Martha the wondercat says hullo. Or she's saying 'pay attention to me and not the glowy box, peon', which is really more her style.
