Oh man, I hit the motherload!

Just came back from an event downtown put together by the Ethiopian students association at UofT. Hayat A. (the Ethiopian one, not the Somali one) asked me to come, and I must say I'm glad I did! It was a lot of fun and I met some cool people!

And don't even get me started about the food! I'm drooling just thinking about it...

In other news, I paid my credit card today...$700 big ones! And I still have another one to tackle...next paycheck I'll take care of it. And I still owe my school $500. Man...I HAVE to get that job!

Oh yeah, my twitchy eye problem came back. I think it's 'cause I got so much to do and I'm not doing anything about it. But when I get stressed like this, I become useless and twitchy and I sweat all over the place.

This weekend I HAVE to get my shit together or I swear I'm going to flunk out this semster...
-Two proposals, one is 5% of the final mark and the other is 20%. I have to at least start them this weekend...
-A midterm in climatology. the class is hard as hell, but thank goodness for the cool professor. Gotta study and review
-A quiz in cinema and modernity...I don't think I could really study for that one. I either know it or I don't. Just have to make sure I finish the readings...

Hopefully I'll get most of this done or at least started. But if my past weekends are any indication, I'll be suprised if I even touch a book.

I have an economics quiz in one and a half hour. And of course, me being the stupid and lazy person that I am, didn't even bother to study...Actually that's not true, I'm not lazy, I've just been really, really busy this week.

Also, the fact that the prof always drops the lowest mark had a part to play. I'll study for the next two...

Crap, if I know I'm going to fail, should I even go?

I called the people back between classes and I talked to them for a while today. They explained the position to me (it was "environmental bla bla officer") It sounded pretty interesting, like something I'd enjoy doing.

I still don't have a clear idea of what I want to do after I get my degree, but recently, a lot of opportunities in the environmental sector have been coming at me. Like during reading week in Feb, I'm getting the chance to jobshadow this person who works in environmental policy at Ontario's Ministery of Environment.

I'm going to email them my resume tomorrow...wish me luck! Actually, I'm not going to hold my breath for this one b/c I think they'd perfer someone who is bilingual, and I'm not bilingual. But it doesn't hurt to try...

I came home from school/work and was surprised to find that someone called me from the National Capital Commision in Ottawa! They wanted to interview me for a position this summer. I have no idea what they do and I don't remember when I applied but it sounds really impressive doesn't it?!

I was actually planning to take a couple of classes in the summer to catch up b/c I'm behind 2.5 credits, but if I get this...screw summerschool!

I'm a little disoriented right now...Here's my lame attempt at a haiku

Been at work since three
Working me like a damn horse
I'm a human too!

This was supposed to be a part-time job dammit. This is not what I signed up for. Shit, they tricked me.

If I haven't already convinced you that my family is nuts, this might do it...my little brother Ismail just asked me if I was smoking 'wheat'.

Yes, Ismail. I'm high on wheat. What can I say? I couldn't resist that dang wheat!

This is me contemplating whether or not I should drop some stupid class I decided to take this semester...
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To drop or not to drop: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous professors,
Or to take arms against a sea of assignments,
And by opposing end them. To quit, to sleep-
Much more-and by a sleep to say we end
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That my brain is heir to! 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To quit, to sleep in-
To sleep-perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub...

(I'll stop now)
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As you can see, I have given this quite a bit of thought. The prof is nice but the topic is mind-numbingly boring...at least I was smart enough to take some cool classes (i.e. cinema and modernity and ppls of the middle east...)

"Cheers"

P.S. I'm a closet Shakespeare fan...shhhhhh don't tell anybody!

Me: *sigh* how come my family and friends don't visit my blog

Myself: what makes you think they don't visit

Me: 'cause no one signs my 'flooble' anymore

Myself: maybe they're just shy

Me: ha! that's a good one!

Myself: i bet it's 'cause they don't really like you

Me: oh, shut up, that can't be it...

Myself: maybe they're just not the internet sort of people?

Me: I think you're right. that's it. my friends hardly know what the internet is. they're not too bright you know what I mean?

Myself: yeah, that's the spirit! now go make me a sandwich, i'm hungry

Me: why don't you get off your ass and make it yourself?

Myself: why don't you come and make me?

I: stop talking to yourself, you're acting crazy.

Me and Myself: SHUT UP!

I: ok.
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hey people, sign my flooble when you pass by will ya? just so that I know you came. otherwise, I might have to resort to talking to myself on there too...and I don't think any of you want that...or do you?

Oops, I did it again...sort of.

This year is starting out kind of bumpy. I think I'm losing it, for real.

Yesterday, I (thought) I had my Cinema and Modernity English class from 12 to 1. I got up, got ready and watched some TV. I even called a classmate to let 'em know to save me a seat in the unlikely event that I ran late.

I left the house around 11.00 so I could get to school early and take care of some paperwork at the registrar's office. The line-up was horrendous as usual and I finished 12.00 on the dot. I ran to the classroom (yes I checked earlier to make sure I had the right classroom) and was surprised to find the room almost empty. That's very unusual I thought, since the class size exceeds 175 students.

I sat down and waited for a bit more, and finally people started trickling in. But something was strange. Everyone looked different, the class met once before on Monday, and this crowd of people coming in were completely different. I asked the person who took a seat next to me what class this was and they told me it was calculus. CALCULUS??!?!

By now I was freaking out. I stumbled out of the classroom like a mad woman and I made a desperate call to my classmate and when she answered. All I could say was..."where is the class? where are you guys" She told me that the prof never showed up, they waited for a whole hour almost and he never showed. I thought, how could you wait a whole hour, it's only 10 after 12. And she told me that the class was supposed to start at 11....NOT 12 like I thought!

Ha! But the prof made the same mistake! Which is the only reason that I didn't smack my self upside the head for being so stupid...again.

But something good came out of my stupidity at least. At the registrar's office, I ran into Vanika, a good friend I met in summer school way back in Grade 11. She told me she got accepted to a medical school in the Caribbean! So proud, I am. Lucky girl.

P.S. it was mighty cold out today. poor homeless people, I couldn't stand being out there for five minutes (honestly it was COLD) I wonder how those sleeping outside made it through the night?

I'ts so cold outside!! I wanna cry

This morning I woke up late (because I spent half the night nearly coughing out my lungs) I woke up at 10.30 and I had a class a 11.00.

This is a little rundown of this morning's events which lead me to conclude that I'm an idiot...

10.30 woke up, saw the time and bolted quickely out of bed
10.33 had breakfast (scrambled eggs, they were very tasty)
10.37 took a quick shower and got ready
10.50 ran out of the house
10.56 made to the campus (it pays off to live close to school)
11.00 found my class, took a seat and was so proud of myself
11.03 waiting for the prof to start. The prof was different, not the one that's taught the course for the past two years (clue #1 that something wasn't right...)
11.05 still waiting. looking around the room, it was a small room. noticed something different about the students and I didn't recognize anyone (clue #2)
11.07 still waiting. noticed the students around me talking about strange stuff (clue #3)
11.10 the prof finally starts. Introduces herself and starts talking about something I didn't fully understand and that I've never heard of (clue #4)
11.12 still struggling to understand what the heck the prof is saying
11.15 I'd had enough and I ask the girl next to me what class this was. the people who heard me started snickering and I feel my face heat up. I don't know what the girl said, but I knew that I wasn't where I was supposed to be
11.15 I leave the room feeling so pissed off at myself
11.20 found the room where my class was, and went in. couldn't find a seat so I had to stand for almost two hours.

Yep, I'm a dork, I know. I made that huge effort to be on time, only to be late anyways 'cause I'm too stupid to read the room number. I found out later in the day that I was in a class called "Foundations of Epidemiology" and I was supposed to be in "Peoples of the Middle East."

Note that this is not the first time I did this. Last year, after pulling an (almost) all-nighter, I sat in a class that I wasn't supposed to be in, but this time I was bright enough to get the hint the second the prof opened his mouth.

I'm back home now. After leaving class at 1, had some pizza and I went to work until 6. I didn't do much....I usually don't. I honestly have no idea what I'm getting paid for.

My dinner: a bottle of water,microwaveable oatmeal, and 2 twinkies...nice!

It was +12 today(celcius)...in January....in CANADA. IN JANUARY!! If that doesn't raise eyebrows, I don't know what will. And tomorrow we're supposedly going to get a lot of snow.

That's pretty freaky.

me so sick...me so very, very sick

I can barely breathe, my body aches, my head is pounding and I feel extremely nauseous. If only I could sleep and put myself out of my misery!

I think I'm getting the stupid flu...dang, why didn't I get the flu shot!