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Mea culpa, mea culpa
Sep. 2nd, 2005 09:56 pmOver the course of this week, I...
-forgot my shop shift. Again.
-missed Nyssa's pancake event. Because I woke up approximately 30 minutes before class started, and had 30 minutes to make and scoff down breakie, eat, get ready, and scurry off to class.
-have, according to Katie, behaved like a pregnant goldfish
-got her in trouble with Helen because she could very well see we were giggling and scribbling on each other's notebooks at the back. (That she didn't yell at ME, who can barely speak the alphabet of the huge WTFness that is postcolonial theory boggles my mind)
-stole her hat, on numerous occasions
-quite possibly poked at her to make her squeak. Which she has sternly told me to stop, on severaql occasions.
-freaked fellow friends by unwittingly singing something like the Crazy frog ringtone. (Never even heard it. I swear. I hate seeing that creepy frog on ads as much as anyone)
-snuck Rosi the cat leftovers from under the table. Even though said cat is not allowed in dining hall, is not supposed to be fed dining hall scraps,and in danger of swelling to size of ickle piglet. Or baby seal. Which might be a far more accurate analogy since baby seals are full of blubber. Which Rossie clearly is.
-was evil to baby brother. Forgot how, but he insists this is so.
-Omar now insists I am mean. Because I refuse to see the pictures of oral tumours, which for some reason he is DYING to show me. (Medical students. Sheesh)
-forgot my shop shift. Again.
-missed Nyssa's pancake event. Because I woke up approximately 30 minutes before class started, and had 30 minutes to make and scoff down breakie, eat, get ready, and scurry off to class.
-have, according to Katie, behaved like a pregnant goldfish
-got her in trouble with Helen because she could very well see we were giggling and scribbling on each other's notebooks at the back. (That she didn't yell at ME, who can barely speak the alphabet of the huge WTFness that is postcolonial theory boggles my mind)
-stole her hat, on numerous occasions
-quite possibly poked at her to make her squeak. Which she has sternly told me to stop, on severaql occasions.
-freaked fellow friends by unwittingly singing something like the Crazy frog ringtone. (Never even heard it. I swear. I hate seeing that creepy frog on ads as much as anyone)
-snuck Rosi the cat leftovers from under the table. Even though said cat is not allowed in dining hall, is not supposed to be fed dining hall scraps,and in danger of swelling to size of ickle piglet. Or baby seal. Which might be a far more accurate analogy since baby seals are full of blubber. Which Rossie clearly is.
-was evil to baby brother. Forgot how, but he insists this is so.
-Omar now insists I am mean. Because I refuse to see the pictures of oral tumours, which for some reason he is DYING to show me. (Medical students. Sheesh)
