Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Not Much To Say (Again)

I do believe I have used 'Not Much To Say' as a blog post title before, but I'm too lazy to go look it up. If someone feels inclined to do so for whatever strange reasons of their own, be my guest.

At any rate, I am blogging because I apparently have nothing better to do. I have been in a blogging mood lately, shall we say. I just finished an essay for English tomorrow and am quite proud of myself, especially as I finished deciding what classes I would like to take in the fall. My apologies to all the dedicated faculty out there who teach the classes, but what took me so long was that I could not decide whether I would rather endure economics or geography. I decided on geography, as I rather like Wesleyan (the castle building, to all you people out there who can't find their way around campus) and think that geography is likely to be less confusing than economics.

I do hope I'm not the only person in German 201 in the fall. There's only three people in German 102 right now so I may be very lonely. I hope the class isn't called off. I need a second year of a foreign language for a bachelor of arts degree and I am NOT taking French (I am a Gaulophobe) or Spanish. Italian would be acceptable. Or Greek, even. Greek has cool-looking letters, even if they are SHAMEFULLY abused by all the sororities and fraternities on campus.


I'd even settle for Old English... Hwaet we gar dena in gear dagum... I probably have that horrendously wrong... it's supposed to be the opening line of Beowulf.

I managed not to even get very sleepy in Calculus today! Dr. Stovall showed us excerpts from her study on converging and diverging series, which were at least neat to look at, even if they went over my head. I like Dr. Stovall. It will be sad in the fall when I am not taking calculus with her. Does she even teach calculus III? I should have looked that up.

Even more tragically, I won't have Mrs. Howell for English!!! I like her so much. I really wanted to follow her to her world literature class, but sadly it wasn't the honors world lit, and I probably need as many honors class hours as I can get.

On a related note, I had no clue they even OFFERED honors computer classes. I'm not real sure what you're supposed to do in computer classes, but as long as we're not supposed to program calculators to run off binomial series as my dad keeps telling me horror stories about, I should be okay... Let's hope they use Windows in there. I absolutely love my HP and the only troubles I have ever had with it have been due to operator error. Most of the UNA computers are HP's, I note. However, in the industrial hygiene lab (which I saw one day when we invaded, ran the IP people out to do our lab reports, and were subsequently ran out ourselves by the IP people who had returned with a vengeance,) have iMacs. They were white. With white keyboards. Or, should I say, FORMERLY white keyboards. Some of them were virtually BROWN with dirty fingerprints. Guess which kind I got?

Also, my mom has an iMac and I don't think anyone in our family likes it. I don't know how to use it myself (I never played around on it when we first got it, so I never learned how, and the rest of the family skipped most of the tutorials, I think- which is always, ALWAYS a bad idea), and anything named iWhatever intimidates me. Apple is not my friend. "They're user-friendly," said friendly users... yeah right.

I liked Windows XP better than Windows 7, since it was more logically laid out and I didn't have to click on or at least move my cursor over the little icons at the bottom to see all the windows of one type I had pulled up to move to a different one... Yeah, that's a big thing for me since I have been known to have about six different Word documents pulled up at one time and be rapidly flipping back and forth between them. At least my laptop doesn't go off into la-la land when I do that. The XP we have upstairs froze up when I did that. Elaine and I refer to it (not so affectionately) as, "that molasses-filled contraption".

HOWEVER! I can still find things in Windows 7. It just takes a little more time. When one of the computers in the language lab refused to spit the Rosetta Stone CD I was using back out, I simply went into My Computer, found the CD, and told it to eject. It ejected. I didn't panic. All was well.

By the way, I even have a favorite computer in the language lab by now. #10. Unfortunately, it is right under the air vent. You think with how much I complain about its meat-locker-like nature in there, I would consider moving to a different spot...

I am, however, a creature of habit. Once I do something one way, I will generally keep on doing it that way, despite minor inconveniences, until the advantages of doing it a different way smack me in the face saying, "DO IT THIS WAY! NOW!" Therefore, I will probably (and idiotically) continue sitting at computer #10 right under the air vent.

On a related note, I used to park further away in the Darby Drive parking lot. Everyone else, however, keeps parking closer and closer to Fiesta Mexicana or whatever that Mexican restaurant is called. (They're all called something like that, anyway.) Eventually, I gave up and starting parking closer. THEN a white truck began getting there insanely early in the mornings and taking my parking spot! Undeterred, I continued to park right next to him. Whoever he is, he has apparently switched to a larger dark blue truck. I am still unintimdated. He has also taken to parking a few spots down. Additionally, everyone else has taken to parking EVEN CLOSER to the Mexican restaurant. Seriously, people. It takes ten extra seconds to walk a bit farther. It's like the people who pass me (innocently going the speed limit of 45 mph), zoom ahead, and arrive a grand total of five seconds ahead of me at the next red light. It doesn't really serve any purpose.

*signals abrupt subject change* We had a chemistry test today. At least it wasn't as cold in Stevens. Dr. Gren's tests make you think more than Dr. Diaz's did. At least he's still giving us two bonus questions and putting the equations on the front for us (as he says he has a bad memory for them himself). *cue singsong voice* Thank you!

All right everyone, repeat with me: "I always feel like I'm forgetting something, so I never know if I've actually forgotten something or not." LOL, Dr. Gren. You are so quotable, do you know that? I will also miss you when this semester comes to an end. And Dr. Moeller. We love Dr. Moeller as well. On the day we were making alum, he warned us: "Please do not put any paper towels in the sink, as they will clog the drain and we do not want to flood the biology department... Again." Or the chain of polymers demonstration.

As an aside, a guy in chemistry lab is still harping about Harry Potter in it. One day he mentioned it and someone whistled Hedwig's Theme for the next fifteen minutes. That is not a lie. It's not like it's a bad tune, it's just it gets... very... old... and it remains in your head for the next 24 hours! This Tuesday, the guy said as we were coming in, "Welcome to Potions 101." He was informed the class was CH 112L. Undeterred, he announced, "Welcome to Potions 112."

Later, as another guy was theorizing about where they might be storing potentially flammable phosphorus, the guy declared, "In Professor Snape's private stores." The other guy gave him a look and said, "In a refrigerator."

Aaahh, yes. Someday we will look back on this and laugh until our guts were aching.

In Pace Christi,


1 comment:

  1. Despite my title, I managed to have a lot to say, after all.

    Isn't it sad I'm posting a comment on my own blog post?

    In Pace Christi,