silly – Imaginary Sunshine

It feels like a Monday

Michelle — Wed, 14 Oct 2009 04:21:18 +0000

Finished (hopefully) essay prep for my Friday psychology midterm
Made more notes for my biology paper preparation
Watched 1 episode of General Hospital and 1 episode of Castle (new addiction – I blame my sister D for introducing it to me)
Read the news (favourite article today: ‘vegetarian’ spiders – really should be omnivorous spider)
Realized the top 3 articles under the section of Canada were about adults, murder trials, and dead children (1, 2 and 3) – disgusted.
Made dinner – yay!
Had 2 3 cups of tea (obviously, I cannot count)
Looked over my biology lab notes (lab midterm + second shot at Koehler illumination quiz… meep!) again (dislike drawing, can’t believe my drawing skills count towards my grade – gah, why didn’t I do more art lessons when I was younger? Oh right, I wanted to swim instead…)
Updated my ‘reference sheet’ for nursing school applications (it’s very snazzy and pretty – colour coded too!)
Updated notebook for psychology with little Post-It tabs for sections (yay!)
(Partially) cleaned my room
Attempted to remove one of the headlight bulbs from the car (… and failed miserably – even with coaching on what to do from Clay! Now, if you ever needed someone to dissect something for you, I can do that and will love pretty much every moment of it. But changing a bulb? Apparently not.)
Looked through new Flickr photos from everyone, went quickly through posts on the dolly forums
Wrote this list.

Birds of a feather

Michelle — Wed, 06 May 2009 02:07:59 +0000

My grades for this term: C+ (chemistry), B- (English literature), B+ (psychology) and… then there’s biology. Guess who got an A in biology?! My GPA for the year (September-April for 2008/2009) looks really nice now. It’s a B average and I’m really happy with it. I mean, yeah, there are some classes that I felt like I could have done better. But an A in my biology class! Which is really good since it’s one of the prerequisites classes for the program (nursing) that I want to get into. And… my average (for this term) is still in the ‘competitive’ GPA range for the program as well… So I just need to keep it up for the year (and then continue to do so, of course). I’m quite pleased though. Well, besides my chemistry grade, but a teeny tiny bit about average is better than nothing!

Ahhh, bliss. Obviously doing almost nothing beside studying actually pays off. I should do that more often, hehe. Granted, the other day S was just telling me that I had no life… Oy.

Oh, and while I was at work, I took a break just to check my grades online and I got really confused as my GPA was suddenly higher than it was yesterday, so I went scrolled down and saw my biology mark (at that point, my psychology mark wasn’t up yet). So… I ran off and told D (who was the first person that I saw). And then I go “Guess who got an A in biology!” and he goes “You are such a nerd.”, then we high-fived. And then A walked in and asked what we were talking about, so D goes “She’s a nerd, we’re celebrating”. Which garnered laughter. Then the other D walks in and D goes “Hey, guess who got an A in her biology class” and then the other D just looks at me and goes “Well… She’s small, Chinese, and wears glasses… Isn’t that how it’s supposed to work?” A laughed at that and goes “Hey, you know who else is a nerd too?” D, other-D and myself kind of all just stopped and looked at A before he mentioned the person’s name, who happens to be my sweetie pie. =) Birds of a feather, I guess?

Hilarity ensued

Michelle — Sat, 11 Apr 2009 20:35:57 +0000

Last night at the dinner table, I asked my mom what she wanted for her birthday, which is coming up relatively soon. So she pauses and goes “Oh right, I’m turning X years old this year…” Then my mom decides to be slightly morbid and get us to guesstimate how many more years she has to live (only my family, I swear). My sister says “Probably at least another 60 years.” (Which would more than double her current age.) My mom thought my sister meant that she’d live until she was 60 years old.

Which lead into a conversation of what’s going to happen to us when we die. I’ve decided that I’m going to stipulate conditions to the people in my family who survive me in my death. Something about being cremated and having parts of my ashes being turned into a diamond (which you can get done, for a price of course) and then having it set into a ring and then stipulating that the next male descendant who’s proposing marriage has to use that ring and they’ll have to say something like “[Name here], will you marry me and wearing my [insert relation to me here]’s ashes on your finger forever?” Or something like that. People are just going to hate me when I die. Which kinda makes me smile, in a way.

So my dad comes into the room, after leaving to check on his computer (of course), and at this point, I’m explaining to my sister that I’ll end up with descendants by having myself cloned and then having my clone have a child, and that the father’s going to be a donor who knows a million languages and is good in everything. And my dad only really hears the bit about the languages and wants to know who knows all the languages in the world. And so, of course, I tell him “the person at the bank”, bank meaning ‘sperm bank’. Which makes my sister and my mom crack up laughing and him getting really confused and just shaking his head at ‘you females’.

At this point, I realize that my mom still hadn’t told me what she wanted for her birthday, so I ask again. And she laughs because I reminded her of what the original question was and how it went to being really morbid about how when she was going to die and what’s going to happen when I die. And so she starts laughing more and tells me to ask her again when she can think of it without laughing too much.

Hi, I’d like a time travel device please?

Michelle — Wed, 08 Apr 2009 05:23:59 +0000

I had a pretty good day today. It was sunny, so I wore a new skirt (I bought it last year but never wore it until today given the fact that right after I bought it, there was crappy weather). It’s quite nice. It’s light, almost lime-ish green with a black print. It’s really nice, it was on sale at an outlet store when I bought it. So I wore it, because yesterday was gorgeous and I felt really overdressed because it was just so nice and sunshiney and warm and wonderful. And today was pretty nice, sunshiney, warm and wonderful… So I wore a skirt and people kept on commenting on it. Like my dad. Apparently wearing a skirt means that the boys will know that I have legs… Which, I’m pretty sure the boys can figure that out by the fact that I wear (gasp) two shoes! I thought it was hilarious. Since, you know, I think Clay realizes that I have two legs. And most people would assume that I have have legs, given the fact that they can see the fact that I wear two shoes and therefore, two legs! Oh. My. God. Men are going to know I have feet. And ankles. And legs. It’s the 14th century all over again. No showing ankles now. Or wrists. I should go get fitted for a corset and get a 8″ waist. And start wearing petticoats and long white lacy gloves. Right now.

Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way…

Today was my last day of classes for chemistry and biology! My chem prof got a standing ovation at the end – because he’s a) awesome, b) really entertaining and lets us read geeky comics in class and c) let us out an hour early. I know, we’re all easily pleased. J and I went after chem to go get food. I bought a chocolate bun that had so much chocolate that I thought I was going to have issues with so much sugar. Yay for a working pancreas! My biology prof also got a standing ovation. And he’s also awesome and I would honestly, in the future, actively look for a course that he teaches to take, if I can. Granted, he actually taught rather than doing review. Plus, apparently he’s going to be away the entire week before the exam… Because he’s got a free trip to Amsterdam and ‘to hell with us’. Yeah… Despite that, he’s still an awesome prof. And talked to us all about skin today. Not even kidding – integument unit. In one day. Oh joy. But the best thing we learned today in class: you have the same amount of hair as a chimp. Not even joking. And I bet you don’t believe it. Plus, my prof answered some silly questions in regards to shaving and waxing. Very educational.

What did you do today? What’s something interesting that you’ve learned recently?

It’s not easy being bruised

Michelle — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:34:04 +0000

Hah, I just nearly fell over and fell flat on my face. Thankfully, I managed to avoid this by falling into someone instead. Let’s just say it’s a nearly daily occurrence, or has been a nearly daily occurrence for me lately. Granted, I’m usually not that accident prone (I swear). It’s just lately I’ve discovered about a million and three (slight exaggeration) bruises on myself. Mostly on my legs and such. But overall, I’m kind of a purple-y mess. “Clumsy” doesn’t really cover it. But overall, today seems to be okay. I mean, “nearly falling” isn’t as bad “I fell over and died”. So yeah…

Right now, I believe that I only have two bruises on my legs (one is behind my left knee, where it gave out and allowed me to neatly collapse at home, the other is on my right calf) and I don’t have any bruises on my arms.

So, do tell, how many bruises do you have on you right now?

Career choices

Michelle — Wed, 10 Sep 2008 06:09:41 +0000

Here are some career choices that I would randomly consider if this whole “university” thing doesn’t pan out. And yes, this is meant to be funny ha-ha, not funny ‘wtf is this girl on and where is the nearest straitjacket?’.

Professional Blogger – Just need my laptop and some people willing to pay.
New York Times Bestselling Author – No reason really needed.
Dominatrix -Handcuffs and safety words, anyone?
“Journalist” for a tabloid – See the winged child in the rafters of the foreclosed factory!
Stay at Home Mom – Michelle as a mini-van driving wife who takes kiddies from gymnastics to ballet to soccer to girl guides?
Professional karaoke singer – Excuse me while I laugh.
Hang gliding instructor – Michelle with the fear of heights, teaching hang gliding…
The girl who shelves cds at Best Buy – “Now why on earth would you want to listen to them? You should try this artist instead.”
eBay seller – Yum, just sit at my computer all day and occasionally head out to the post office!
Ask Abby Advice Columnist – “Dear Abby, my boyfriend hates me, what should I do? – Crying in New York City” “New York, you’re in NYC – just go out and find a new guy. – Abby”

Okay? Okay.

Michelle — Sat, 09 Aug 2008 06:17:06 +0000

After a long winded conversation about our relationship and other thought-provoking things pertaining to the two of us this, this happened:

M: And what do you want?
C: To be happy…
M: And does that include me?
C: I think it does.
M: Okay.
C: Okay?
M: Okay.
C: Okay.

Smile time!

Michelle — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 05:48:42 +0000

M: Are you propositioning me?
C: That depends if you like it or not.
M: That depends on what we’d be doing.
C: Well what would you like to do?
M: Hey, you propositioned me. You have to come up with things to do.