I think Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt should be tarred and feathered. I have never seen The Hills, nor do I care to, and for once I actually thank Italian television for sparing us at least that sad portrayal of "fake reality entertainment" (since we already have X-Factor and we're on the...what is it now...EIGHTH edition of Big Brother). I mean come on...they've even stopped with Survivor and The Farm why go on with this torture??!! This is why when my television is on, it's either a dvd or a documentary.
Those two just look like people that I would set aflame within 5 minutes of meeting them. Can there be a more plastic, shallow couple? What is going on in LA?! And Kim Kardashian? Aside from having an ass like an ottoman what is it exactly that this chick does?
Christ.
Speaking of, Easter came and thankfully went. Weather was crap, my in-laws' cooking was crap. Easter is a holiday I have always loathed. Mainly because when I was younger I was dragged to church in frilly, pink dresses and ribbons in my hair and I almost always froze my ass off. Not to mention my parents generally went to the 7:30am Mass. That was fun, especially when I had to get up at 7 on Saturdays too to attend Polish school. God my life sucked.
So only good thing was once I left for college, I finally stopped the tortuous cycle of having to wake early and sit through service, of which the highlight was my thinking about sex or where to get a cool pair of go-go boots.
Luckily I haven't willingly seen a church in 12 years, and have only been guilted into going a handful of times when I have visited the folks.
Don't get me wrong, I admire persons of faith. I just never had any and so I don't really see why I have to live a lie. For someone who doesn't believe...take it from me, since I have a lot of experience...being forced to attend Mass is the purest form of torment. And since the Roman Catholic church has always been an expert on afflicting misery and woe, it is actually rather appropriate.
But enough on religion.
Well, I better go and get studying. All should end in a couple weeks, one way or another. And then in some rudimentary form I will get my life back.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
sigh again
It's been a really long week. Exams to give and grade before Easter, studying to do, and trying to keep my anxiety and doubts at bay. I am looking forward to having three days to just sleep, watch movies...and unfortunately hit the books. For yet another time. No word so far on the oral exam confirmation, and I am still sacrificing small mammals in the hopes there will not be one. (well, no I'm not...but I am making a helluva lot of paper offerings to the ancestors).
Emotions are running high in the house, and I and hubby and the cats are just pretty much counting the days until all this crap is resolved, one way or the other.
I am as usual a whirlwind, and am beginning to feel the effects of my running on near-empty so long.
Emotions are running high in the house, and I and hubby and the cats are just pretty much counting the days until all this crap is resolved, one way or the other.
I am as usual a whirlwind, and am beginning to feel the effects of my running on near-empty so long.
Monday, March 17, 2008
the nightmare continues kids
I passed with a 27!!!!
There WILL be an oral exam, so it’s not over yet.
Exams start the week of the 7th of april.
Thanks to everyone for all your support.
There WILL be an oral exam, so it’s not over yet.
Exams start the week of the 7th of april.
Thanks to everyone for all your support.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
this post is about nothing
I have never been the most patient person in the world. I find it within myself to be
tolerant and persevering, but patient?
I hate waiting for anything, especially great news. Especially news of paramount importance regarding my future.
You all know what I am waiting for. The jury is still out, people, and I have trouble thinking of anything else this weekend. It is quite useless for me to share how I think I did. But I will. :)
When I left the premises after the exam I was sure I had made 2 or 3 errors. By Friday evening I would have put money on my not passing. It's Sunday, and I have no energy left for this mental masturbation. I'll find out tomorrow or day after. It's too late now anyway, isn't it? I did my best and that is all that matters. I couldn't have studied more, and I couldn't have controlled my emotions more than I did.
What makes me angry, however, is how much this has consumed me since November...how much it has affected my home life, my social life, and how this is reflected in my posts which, few as they have been, have spoken of little else these past months.
I know you are all sick of hearing about this, and if all goes well within the next month you won't have to read or listen to any more about it. Worst case scenario, by Tuesday it will all be over.
Anyway, one thing you have probably gathered is how significant this all is for me.
But wishes don't always come true, and it doesn't always snow on Christmas so I will just have to wait and see if what I have done is enough.
On another note, I just saw Brokeback Mountain. I know, I'm a little late. I just never had the opportunity until now. So, though it was long as hell (btw Ang, I think I could have cut about 30 minutes out of that mo-fo if given the chance, but hey you know your stuff), I really liked it.
Heath Ledger (RIP...I still cannot believe he is gone) was absolutely amazing. And though I find
Jake whatever-his-name-is extremely annoying on almost every occasion, I appreciated the effort.
What is there to say? Two guys on a mountain amongst sheep for weeks...something is bound to happen. It was sorrowful, and their love was obviously doomed from the beginning...which is what made it believable. And though I didn't cry, it left me wistful.
I'm still processing. I found choking the scenes of Heath and his wife and those two girls screaming in that crappy house. My god I couldn't take watching it let alone having to live it.
Well, this is all can scrape up for the moment. My brain is still tired from all the past days' efforts. Will let you know the verdict as soon as I know.
tolerant and persevering, but patient?
I hate waiting for anything, especially great news. Especially news of paramount importance regarding my future.
You all know what I am waiting for. The jury is still out, people, and I have trouble thinking of anything else this weekend. It is quite useless for me to share how I think I did. But I will. :)
When I left the premises after the exam I was sure I had made 2 or 3 errors. By Friday evening I would have put money on my not passing. It's Sunday, and I have no energy left for this mental masturbation. I'll find out tomorrow or day after. It's too late now anyway, isn't it? I did my best and that is all that matters. I couldn't have studied more, and I couldn't have controlled my emotions more than I did.
What makes me angry, however, is how much this has consumed me since November...how much it has affected my home life, my social life, and how this is reflected in my posts which, few as they have been, have spoken of little else these past months.
I know you are all sick of hearing about this, and if all goes well within the next month you won't have to read or listen to any more about it. Worst case scenario, by Tuesday it will all be over.
Anyway, one thing you have probably gathered is how significant this all is for me.
But wishes don't always come true, and it doesn't always snow on Christmas so I will just have to wait and see if what I have done is enough.
On another note, I just saw Brokeback Mountain. I know, I'm a little late. I just never had the opportunity until now. So, though it was long as hell (btw Ang, I think I could have cut about 30 minutes out of that mo-fo if given the chance, but hey you know your stuff), I really liked it.
Heath Ledger (RIP...I still cannot believe he is gone) was absolutely amazing. And though I find
Jake whatever-his-name-is extremely annoying on almost every occasion, I appreciated the effort.
What is there to say? Two guys on a mountain amongst sheep for weeks...something is bound to happen. It was sorrowful, and their love was obviously doomed from the beginning...which is what made it believable. And though I didn't cry, it left me wistful.
I'm still processing. I found choking the scenes of Heath and his wife and those two girls screaming in that crappy house. My god I couldn't take watching it let alone having to live it.
Well, this is all can scrape up for the moment. My brain is still tired from all the past days' efforts. Will let you know the verdict as soon as I know.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
almost there
36 hours or so.
I'm feeling a little like Eminem.
" Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?"
This is my chance. And it's truly one-time-only.
We'll see if all my blood, sweat, and tears can pay off.
Perhaps destiny has another plan for me, and this won't
work out, but I had to try, right? And I had to give it my
all.
SO...
"So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not cause this maybe the only opportunity that I got"
Failure, at this point, is not an option.
I'll let you all know how it goes.
I'm feeling a little like Eminem.
" Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?"
This is my chance. And it's truly one-time-only.
We'll see if all my blood, sweat, and tears can pay off.
Perhaps destiny has another plan for me, and this won't
work out, but I had to try, right? And I had to give it my
all.
SO...
"So here I go it's my shot.
Feet fail me not cause this maybe the only opportunity that I got"
Failure, at this point, is not an option.
I'll let you all know how it goes.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
sigh
I had a panic attack yesterday.
Guess all the pressure and the hours of studying are finally getting to me.
Just about a week to go, and then it's over.
My friend sent me this today, and it was utterly sweet and perfect.
"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." (Christopher Robin to Winnie The Pooh)
It's one of those critical moments in the game, like the 30th km in a marathon.
You're tired and thirsty and everything aches, (in this case my brain), and yet
you still have a ways to go. I have to get through the next two days and then
it's downhill...it will just hit me that it's almost over and so I'll just pick up the pace.
But for the moment, until Friday, it will all seem impossible and my feet will drag.
Guess all the pressure and the hours of studying are finally getting to me.
Just about a week to go, and then it's over.
My friend sent me this today, and it was utterly sweet and perfect.
"Promise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think." (Christopher Robin to Winnie The Pooh)
It's one of those critical moments in the game, like the 30th km in a marathon.
You're tired and thirsty and everything aches, (in this case my brain), and yet
you still have a ways to go. I have to get through the next two days and then
it's downhill...it will just hit me that it's almost over and so I'll just pick up the pace.
But for the moment, until Friday, it will all seem impossible and my feet will drag.
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