Thursday, September 27, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
You know what's depressing?
When you watch a show about some screwed up person, like Intervention or Dr. Phil - they show you how messed up they are and how they're untolerable and abuse everyone around them. Then they show their boyfriend (or girlfriend). How do these people have normal relationships?? This person is a thief and a crack addict and they're in a happy committed relationship! It's unfair.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
What not to wear
I love this show. I especially like it when the hosts openly insult the people to their face.
Someone nominate me! (And Kristin)
Someone nominate me! (And Kristin)
Great questions
Michael: "Now, miss, we're all adults here so can I ask you a question?"
Me: "Um,..."
Michael?: "Okay, so one of my friends told me that if somebody cums on your face, it'll cure your acne. Is that true?"
Me: "Well, Michael.... I'm not sure which one of your friends told you this or what circumstances it was under, but I'm afraid you were lied to."
Michael: "Oh."
Me: "And you probably shouldn't hang out with that person anymore."
I think it shows great retstraint that I did not use my original response "Well, what do you think Proactiv is made of?"
Me: "Um,..."
Michael?: "Okay, so one of my friends told me that if somebody cums on your face, it'll cure your acne. Is that true?"
Me: "Well, Michael.... I'm not sure which one of your friends told you this or what circumstances it was under, but I'm afraid you were lied to."
Michael: "Oh."
Me: "And you probably shouldn't hang out with that person anymore."
I think it shows great retstraint that I did not use my original response "Well, what do you think Proactiv is made of?"
I'm alive, FYI.
Here's my schedule. Feel sorry for me.
Wake up everyday at 4:55 a.m. Leave the house around 6:00. Work until 3:30. Class until 9:00. Get home at 10:15. Sleep.
Hence the lack of blog posts.
Today is Saturday, I woke up at 6:18 a.m. (My alarm was set for 6:20), and now I'm doing grading.
If anyone EVER says "Wow, must be nice to be a teacher and have summers off..." they should then fear for their own lives.
Wake up everyday at 4:55 a.m. Leave the house around 6:00. Work until 3:30. Class until 9:00. Get home at 10:15. Sleep.
Hence the lack of blog posts.
Today is Saturday, I woke up at 6:18 a.m. (My alarm was set for 6:20), and now I'm doing grading.
If anyone EVER says "Wow, must be nice to be a teacher and have summers off..." they should then fear for their own lives.
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