I asked my tutor questions about an assignment today. Small accomplishment for meeee, yeaaaah.
I also made a friend at uni today. She's in almost all the same classes and I'm so so grateful to finally meet someone and relate to them! We can be uni buddies and buddy up and save the universe. And do advanced stats together and try to figure out the recesses of psychopathology and abnormal human behaviour. Woohoo!
It's great, really. Sharing ideas with someone and having someone to talk to you at uni, being alone for the better part of 4 years on two campuses isn't really much fun and if I do ever get to meet someone usually it's a temporary friendship that lasts for about a semester, maybe two if I'm lucky.
But I guess I'm okay with that.
Today I met a new friend and she studies stats and psychopathology with me and I was trying so so hard to pay attention in stats class today because I find that when I space out for ten seconds I tend to miss a lot of information about stuff I need to know (which sometimes is quite worrying). I met her today and it was great fun getting to know her but as soon as we delve into stats and paired comparisons and significance of what goes with what she kept talking to me and it was rude to talk during class and rude to leave her hanging and it was hard to pay attention all at the same time!
I didn't know what to do, I think I might have missed out on a few good points. Nobody said adulthood was ever gonna be easy.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Sunday, August 18, 2013
spreading radical self love: 'ur rly pretty, but ur personality doesn't concern me much'
I was just on facebook and I'm having one of those moments. One of those, wow some people are so dumb, kind of moments.
I bet we've all seen the 'like my status for a tbh'. Well, to be honest, suck my dick. When I read into these things I notice that other peoples honest thoughts are really shallow and they really suck. What happened to substance? All I see are things like 'you're really pretty', 'you have a nice personality', and 'you're nice to me and I like your dp'.
Like whaaaaaaaat?
That's not honesty! That's just plain simple, common courtesy but all up in your face.
Honesty is more like.. hm.. really heartwarming, or just absolutely horrible (if you're blunt about it).
If I ever did one of these things I would rather hear people say stuff like 'I think you're a great person, rainbows shine out of your ass and your kindness drives me crazy' or 'I absolutely totally adore you because you're fucking rad and beautiful and the most wonderful person alive'. Something more uplifting than 'I think you're pretty'.
It's like how some people think calling someone fat is insulting, I totally disagree! Calling someone fat might upset you, sure, but if someone were to call me dishonest, rude, unkind and useless then obviously that would piss me off much much more.
What I think I'm trying to say is, people should be more honest (and eloquent) when it comes to sharing the love, you know? If you've got nothing nice to say, then don't say it all but if it's a fantasmical thing to share then why not? I might not always follow my own advice, but I'm getting there.
I bet we've all seen the 'like my status for a tbh'. Well, to be honest, suck my dick. When I read into these things I notice that other peoples honest thoughts are really shallow and they really suck. What happened to substance? All I see are things like 'you're really pretty', 'you have a nice personality', and 'you're nice to me and I like your dp'.
Like whaaaaaaaat?
That's not honesty! That's just plain simple, common courtesy but all up in your face.
Honesty is more like.. hm.. really heartwarming, or just absolutely horrible (if you're blunt about it).
If I ever did one of these things I would rather hear people say stuff like 'I think you're a great person, rainbows shine out of your ass and your kindness drives me crazy' or 'I absolutely totally adore you because you're fucking rad and beautiful and the most wonderful person alive'. Something more uplifting than 'I think you're pretty'.
It's like how some people think calling someone fat is insulting, I totally disagree! Calling someone fat might upset you, sure, but if someone were to call me dishonest, rude, unkind and useless then obviously that would piss me off much much more.
What I think I'm trying to say is, people should be more honest (and eloquent) when it comes to sharing the love, you know? If you've got nothing nice to say, then don't say it all but if it's a fantasmical thing to share then why not? I might not always follow my own advice, but I'm getting there.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
(not my first attempt at) Being an adult
Okay, so I've read and seen in a lot of places that you should celebrate your small wins every now and then because motivation and woohoo and such, pardon my bad writing skills (I'm having a lot of brain farts today). These last few weeks I've been trying to emulate what normal people would call a 'responsible adult human being' and it's trickier than it looks.
I've been trying to do everything and be super cool and chill about it instead of whining like an asshole about how I don't want to do my chores, go to the bank etc etc. I go to the gym every week, been catching up on my studies and actually doing homework and going to classes (which is a huge leap in and of itself) and attempting to be social with friends and new people alike.
But today and yesterday nights events are the biggest wins of all. Yesterday night, I saw a cockroach and screamed for my mother and it disappeared. Then I emerged at midnight later that night, and if you knew me, I hate being anywhere alone at midnight because I'm weird and paranoid like that, I saw the cockroach on the wall and picked up the closest magazine and SMACKED it so hard. It's guts flew everywhere and then I got myself a glass of water and then left the dead body there to rot and prove to the mothership that I am so brave and courageous.
Then today, I asked my tutor a question in class. And he answered it. And we had a real adult conversation about the general linear model and significance and other statistics and stuff.
And then I got home, bailed on going out to dinner tonight to stay home and spend time with the mothership. Then I went to shower, finished showering and found a huge as giant spider on the ceiling. It was like THIS big. I shat my pants, gathered some old scrap paper and smacked that little fucker down. Then I drowned him and felt so accomplished.
Story of my life, guys.
I've been trying to do everything and be super cool and chill about it instead of whining like an asshole about how I don't want to do my chores, go to the bank etc etc. I go to the gym every week, been catching up on my studies and actually doing homework and going to classes (which is a huge leap in and of itself) and attempting to be social with friends and new people alike.
But today and yesterday nights events are the biggest wins of all. Yesterday night, I saw a cockroach and screamed for my mother and it disappeared. Then I emerged at midnight later that night, and if you knew me, I hate being anywhere alone at midnight because I'm weird and paranoid like that, I saw the cockroach on the wall and picked up the closest magazine and SMACKED it so hard. It's guts flew everywhere and then I got myself a glass of water and then left the dead body there to rot and prove to the mothership that I am so brave and courageous.
Then today, I asked my tutor a question in class. And he answered it. And we had a real adult conversation about the general linear model and significance and other statistics and stuff.
And then I got home, bailed on going out to dinner tonight to stay home and spend time with the mothership. Then I went to shower, finished showering and found a huge as giant spider on the ceiling. It was like THIS big. I shat my pants, gathered some old scrap paper and smacked that little fucker down. Then I drowned him and felt so accomplished.
Story of my life, guys.
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