The Clouds Are Grey Today

I started doing laundry today at 7:00pm, and after I put my clothes in the dryer, I changed my sheets and made my bed.  About 20 minutes before my laundry was to be done, I decided, “Hmm, I should vacuum the floor.”

I borrowed Megan’s vacuum, but it didn’t work so well (lol, I’m tempted to bring the vacuum cleaner from home) though there’s a big improvement (the floor) from how it looked before.  After I finished vacuuming, I dumped the trash from the vacuum’s trash container and saw that there was a lot of crap still in the the vacuum bag.  I’ve never emptied a vacuum bag before so I didn’t know how to remove all the dust and dirt, lol, so I stuck my hand up the bag and pulled out all the hair, lint, dust and dirt.  Lol, it was really .  Then when I was putting the trash container back onto the vacuum bag, I noticed that the container had directions on how to empty a vacuum bag.  and you’re suppose to remove the vacuum bag from it’s hinge and shake vigorously.

Lol, eww, I didn’t even have to stick my hand into that thing.  But everytime, I shook the bag, the dust would fly out and get on the carpet, so I had to re-vacuum the floor each time I shook the bag.  Lmao, I did that about 4 times and then got tired of it and stopped.

Once I finished vacuuming the floor, I wiped my desk and bookshelf and tossed all my work from last quarter into a cardboard box.  I also moved my bookshelf so that if my door happens to be open and people walk by, they’ll be able to see me now.  It also makes my desk look really big!

Then I folded my laundry and picked up the remaining trash from my floor and the dust bunnies stuck along the sides of the wall.

I went outside into the hall and showed Allison and Megan my room and lol, they were and impressed!  Megan then told me that Alan had written something mean on her board, so she told me to write “Alan is smoking weed.  Go Away!” on his board and I had written “Alan is smoking” when suddenly, he walked out of his room.

Haha … I quickly crouched down on the floor next to Nick, who was reading.

Alan: Why does Jenny look so suspicious?

He turned around and saw his board, lol.

Alan: I can’t believe you would think of me like that.

I stayed in the hall awhile longer with Nick, Alan and Allison, talking about housing for next year and Alan told me that he had slept on my bed Saturday night.

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Me: Omgosh, why would you do that?
Alan: I’ve never been on a loft and I just wanted to see what it was like.
Me: Why would you do that?  Were you clean?
Alan: Yeah, I just showered.

Blah, blah, I wasn’t that upset because I was still a bit excited about my clean room.

A couple of hours later, Bwana came into the room, so I told her …

Me: I heard you let Alan sleep on my bed?
Bwana: No, I didn’t, he climbed up there on his own.  I asked him if he should do that because it’s Jenny’s bed and even I don’t touch Jenny’s stuff, but he did it anyway.  Please don’t be mad at me.
Me: I’m not mad at you.  But what happened, why did he sleep on my bed?
Bwana: See, Alan knocked on the door and asked if he could stay because Kevin was talking too much.  I was watching comedy sketches and told him he could sit on my bed but he started climbing up to your bed and said he never went on a loft and wanted to see what it was like, and then I heard some noises and saw that he fell asleep.
Me: Oh …
Bwana:  Oh!  And he threw your lamb!
Me: What?
Bwana: He started throwing your lamb at me!
Me: What?!
Bwana: Yeah, I didn’t even know you had stuffed animals, and he told me, “Yeah, Jenny has hella stuffed animals.”

Omgosh, I was more annoyed that he had thrown my stuff around; Anna gave those sheep to me.  That focker!  Lol, but yeah, seriously, a loft in just like a bunk bed.  If you want to know what it’s like being on a loft, just climb up a stinkin’ bunk bed.  There’s not much of a .  And out of all the lofts on the floor, why mine?  Sure, if you sit on it, I wouldn’t mind, but Hey There Deliah, why did you have to sleep on it?!

Alan: Yeah, I didn’t get it wet.

Haha, that’s SO reassuring!

Bwana: I’m glad you changed your sheets.
Me: Yeah, I just wish I had known earlier so I could have washed my blankets, too.
Bwana: Hehe, well I’m sure he’s not diseased.

Baaaaa, my sheep.

And my clean bed.

I’m less mad now since I’ve told a couple of people, and (now) blogged about it. It feels nice to get it out.

Yeah, my lab partner was actually quite helpful with our experiment today, but we still finished near last.  He kept asking me if I like him now, and it made me feel uncomfortable because I don’t like being asked that question.  Lol, if I like you, I’ll tell you straight up, don’t push me to say it when I don’t want to.

Haha, enough drama for one post, let’s move on …

We got back our Math midterm scores today.  Lol, the highest score was an 84 and the lowest was a 7.  And I think the median was 48 and the mean was 46.

A=70
B=60
C=40
D=30

I was really nervous, he passed out the tests by last name.

Professor: Okay, L through M.

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Omg, I found my test and saw, 81/100!  I ran up the steps, smiling, and showed Seth.

Me: Omgosh!!
Seth: You got an 84.
Me: No, look!
Seth: Wow, you got an 81.
Me: Yeah, omgosh, is this my paper?!?!  (Lol, I flip back to the front page to make sure.)
Seth: Yeah, it’s yours.

–> Pictures of my clean room, hehe.

Bottom view of my side of the room.

My closet.

A close-up of my closet.

My dresser and my bookcase.

Me at my desk.  Lol, I took all these pictures with my webcam while Bwana was in the room.  Hehehe, it was funny … OKAY.

Currently Listening to: Nothing – Wind Blowing Outside My Window

Lol, what else is new?

Omgosh, I hate lab!  My partner is so ; I don’t know how to describe him (maybe I do, lol) but describing him would only annoy me more.

We didn’t have lab last week, so our section had two weeks to complete the post lab for the 1st experiment.  But Ray forgot about it and didn’t start it till the day it was due.  He calls me at 7:20am, because he couldn’t figure out the mass of the water measured with the pipet.  Lol, omgosh, all you have to do is take the mass of the flask and water and minus the mass of the flask to get the mass of the water.  Duh!

At 1:10pm …

Ray: Are you okay, you sounded a little annoyed this morning?
Me: That’s because I just woke up.
Ray: Oh really, I woke you up, I’m sorry.  I thought you were already awake for class (our Chem lecture is at 8:00am).
Me: Um, no.
Ray: Oh, did you go to class?
Me: Yeah.
Ray: Oh, I usually wake up an hour before class, you know, so I don’t fall asleep.

Haha, I’m sorry I can’t be as perfect as you.  Sure, my alarm was set to ring at 7:20am, the exact time that he called, but that’s beside the point.  Nobody likes getting calls that early in the morning from people they don’t want to talk to.

Ray: Do you like me?
Me: Um … I don’t really know you.
Ray: Well, you should get to know me; I’m a nice guy.
Me: …

A couple of minutes later …

Ray: Do you like me?
Me: … Sure.
Ray: I like you, too.
Anita: Hehe, she’s lying.
Ray: What?
Anita: She’s lying.
Ray: What?  Is that true?
Me: … Hahaha!

He’s just asking to get hit in the face.

(Convo with Seth about my lab partner)

(Lol, the grass is not greener on the other side and not every cloud has a silver lining.  The tooth fairy is not real and neither is Santa Claus.  That’s life in a nutshell.)

So, yeah, since we didn’t have lab last week, we skipped the 2nd experiment and did the 3rd experiment, but Ray didn’t get that memo even though it was announced in lecture, discussed in lab and printed in the syllabus.  Lol, you need to throw stuff in this guy’s face in order for him to notice these things.

Seth thinks that I’m mean (lol) because I was telling him how annoyed I was of my lab partner!  I feel so !  Dalen and Ryan, too.  I can tolerate a lot of things and when it comes to my friends, I’ll keep my mouth shut, but I can only take so much and someday, I’m going to crack –> because they keep teasing me about being mean.  I’m not usually a mean person, but it’s really hard to be nice in situations similar to this.   I know it’s hard to believe I’m not mean because my posts are so sarcastic, but my blog is a way for me to vent.  And I won’t say that I’m nice either, but it’s not like I eat babies –> lol, nor do most people but I’ll stop there because I’m making myself sound bad.

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I realize how much I don’t like Chem and Math, but my mom apparently wants me to major in BioChem.

Mom: We messed up with your sister, having her major in BioSci, so this time, we’ll get it right and have you major in BioChem.  Yes, you’ll be able to find a lot more jobs with a BioChem major than with a BioSci major.  You can’t do anything with BioSci these days.
Me: …
Mom: But if you do what Don is doing, you’ll be able to find even more jobs.  What is he doing again?
Me: Chemical Engineering.
Mom: Yes, Chemical Engineering, you’ll be able to find a lot of jobs.
Me: I can’t do that, that’s too hard.
Mom: Okay, stick with BioChem then.

Well, I’ve been extremely unproductive today!  I’ve spent most of my time today playing Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, and blogging.  Hehe, I need to stop.  This is ridiculous.

KEY

Blue – Victim
Brown – Oppressor
Light Brown – Bystander

Lol, I’m so funny.  I still love you Mom.

Willie: Jenny, you and your tricks.

Currently Listening to: SS501 – U R Man

–> Flashback (to last week) <–

Ray: Are you good at Chemistry?
Me: (Uhh) Sure …
Ray: No, I’m serious.
Me: (Okay …) I don’t know, not really (The real answer is Hell No, lol!).  Are you good at Chemistry?
Ray: I could be. (What does that mean?!?  That you suck too?)

(Blah, blah, he starts asking me which subjects I was good at in high school)
Ray: Do you mind if we go look for some new lab partners?
Me: Uhh, you could.
Ray: We both should so we can get better grades.
Me: I don’t really care; I’ll just take whoever is left.

(Couple of minutes later, he comes back and starts talking again)
Ray: Okay, are you a good student? (Lol, he couldn’t find anyone else)
Me: …
Ray: Do you care about your grades?
Me: Yeah …

(Bleh, bleh, he asks a couple more questions along the same line)
Ray: Okay, I just didn’t want to be left with a slacker.

–> End Flashback <–

Omg, I hate my life. Lol, I don’t like it when people put pressure on me. I don’t like expecting phone calls from people I don’t want to talk to, and I don’t like making appointments with people I don’t want to meet (haha, because meeting people is that bad). But yeah, I do what the hell I want and when I want to! If i want to call you, then I’m going to call you.  And if I want to meet you, then I’ll flippin’ drop by. But seriously, don’t talk to me about how to do homework or college or anything else I’d rather not waste my free time thinking about.

Haha, so I had lab yesterday. It’s Chem 2A and the first lab, it should be easy. I don’t mind, sometimes, when I screw things up for myself but I hate dragging along others because of my mistakes.

That’s why I hate working in groups. Because either two things happen: you screw other people up OR they screw you up.

I don’t find myself dependable and I don’t find others dependable either.

I work really hard to make sure I don’t mess up other people’s grades, but I’ve been SCREWED so many times (wth?).

Let’s reminisce …

-My cousin (Tyson) in 3rd grade didn’t help AT ALL with our comets report.
-My partner (Sullene) in 4th grade didn’t help with our missionary report and claimed half of the credit.
-My reject group (London, Aaron, Justin and Jeff) in 8th grade didn’t help with our pioneer report. Omgosh, I trusted them to do their parts and they didn’t (two of them were absent on the day it was due, too). I turned in what I had and got a D. But I’m amazing and still pulled off a Super A in US History — lol, but middle school was easy peasy lemon squeezy.
-My group (Brad, Justin and David) in 10th grade did shitty (and barely any) work for our final project. I had to redo it all.
-My music video group (Lucero, Karina and Will) in 12th grade –> Omg! They hardly helped with our Media Academy music video project. That project stressed me out so much. They sucked, lol, just kidding, no really though, they didn’t do much. I logged and captured and edited SHIT till my eyes fell out. I worked through most classes, tutorials and late nights. Where were they?!?! I actually didn’t finish the video on time, but yeah, you know … whatever, I did my part and so MUCH MORE!

But okay, Introductory Laboratory Techniques –> my partner, Ray, was sick with “pneumonia” before the winter quarter had started, so he hadn’t been feeling so well. We’re in the same Math class too, and the homework was due that day, but because of his “pneumonia,” he didn’t finish his Math homework.

He didn’t realize that only like five problems had to be turned in …

Omgosh, seriously, the Professor repeated it soo many times, how hard is it to get?!!?  The problems with a tilda, you do but don’t turn it, the problems with an O, are optional (yes O for optional), and the problems with an asterisk, you TURN IN!

Ray: Really, seriously?! Can I see your homework?
Me: …
Ray: I normally don’t do this, it’s just that I’ve been sick.
Me: Uh, sure, but I don’t think I did all the problems correctly.

At the beginning of lab, he’s copying Chris’ homework (our classmate) instead of helping me with the experiment.

Ray: I swear, I’m usually not like this. (Haha, sure …)

But during Part C, I had him weigh the empty beaker and the beaker with the water and he took such a long time. Omg, you put it on the balance and you write down the number.

Ray: It (the mass) keeps changing.

Omg, it’s only a thousandth of a gram difference, pick one! Don’t spend five minutes every trial getting the mass.

And when we were heating the manganese(II) sulfate monohydrate, he started doing his Math homework again and kept rushing me to finish, omg!

Ray: You know, feel free to ask me for my contact info. so we could meet up and do post lab together.
Me: … Sure. (haha, I didn’t ask for it, and post labs are individual work, fyi, you Dipface!)

But who knows, maybe he usually isn’t like that, maybe it’s the pneumonia!

Lol, whatever. I don’t care, groups suck either way.

Currently Listening to: Brown Eyed Girls – How Come