This is how I feel today. It was the best I could find for "frustrated." The rest was... porn. Or Charlie Brown. I don't feel like Charlie Brown. Today, I feel like an angry Edward Elric. At least it's a familiar face.
Today was a total disaster. I didn't get up on time, since I was [once again] too tired to get up, and slept for another half hour. Organic was... I don't know. Better than usual. At least I understood what was going on.
Philosophy sucked. I said words in the class today, which I hate doing regardless of the situation, but no one wants to comment on things the professor says. I'm sure I'm not the only human in that class who doesn't agree with the things being discussed so much so that feel compelled to actually think. Or maybe I am. Who knows? The professor just kind of answered it with "the way Sextus Empiricus would answer it," which made no sense. I didn't agree with those things either. Maybe that's why Greek philosophers are dead. [I mean famous ones, I guess.] Natural selection doesn't favour those who suck at answering questions correctly. I'm exaggerating. Natural selection has nothing to do with philosophers.
Calculus lab sucked. I was stuck with that Thomas human again, with his stupid grin. "Want to work together?" he asked, that lame shy smile from high school on his face. "Yeah. I guess." What I meant to say was "Yeah. Because Miller is going to make us anyway." I'm turning this class into a story... ew. But that's not the point. He started asking me all these questions. Like about my major, and if I read some book that probably no one has ever heard of before. And when I said "no" he replied with "I saw a kid in the hall just now who walked like the main character in that book." Um....wtf?
Dante was probably the best class today. It usually is. It's just interesting for me, and Steve Wrinn is just insane enough to make it fun. Thanks, Steve.
Then Organic lab. I don't think I can even talk about that right now. It was a mess. In short, I messed up right off the bat and had to start over. And the stupid thing took forever. And I had low blood sugar and coffee jitters. The friggin' end.
Today, I was working on Calculus homework. It's due in an hour. It's done, but the point is that I did it last minute. I hadn't planned to. I thought I would have it done by Monday. Guess what failed.
Also, I talked to Barbara Leo, my professor from Gen Chem. She said she could try to teach me NMR, since I obviously can't get it in lecture or workshop. I have to remember to send her times tomorrow.
Denny's. Lisa and I went to Denny's for dinner. It was delicious. I needed delicious. And we talked a lot. And then we talked a lot in the hallway. As it stands, Lisatime was the best part of my day. Then Dante. Then... when I go to bed in a few minutes.
I feel frustrated.
Yesterday at work, this woman called the helpdesk and yelled at me forever about some problem she had the night before, and how IT didn't help much. It was a projector problem. Classroom Services deals with projectors. Not us. Stop yelling at me. No, we are generally not supposed to leave when we are the only person on. She didn't stop yelling. She didn't let me talk. Then she said "Please look into this, okay?" and hung up. I didn't get a name, or number, or anything. I got yelled at by Joan. I wanted to hide. I hate these situations. I need to learn to deal with them better. I'm horrible at any form of confrontation.
Bed. I work at 900am tomorrow. That's already 5 1/2 hours of sleep. At least I only have calculus tomorrow. Too bad I generally fail at calculus during lectures, so I would want to sleep in the hopes of better understanding. Oh well.
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