Musings of Calliope

Wow.

Just wow... this picture has made my CENTURY! There are no words for this.
Wow.

posted by Unknown @ 5:09 PM 0 comments

My head...

The semester is over (save for exams) and I feel like I have an incredible hangover. From school.

The hell of this year is done. I don't have to sit in a classroom and pay attention until September! That's HALF A YEAR AWAY PEOPLE! Should give me time to recover from this hangover... hmm.

Today was... iiicky. Note to self: NEVER volunteer to go into work at 7am! Especially when it means no shower in the morning for fear of waking up/pissing off the roommates. Hair = vile. Must go shower soon.

I have to ask myself why I still care. Why I actually make an effort to be a considerate flatmate, especially when they rarely show me the same courtesy, is entirely beyond me. One of them has started ignoring my existence entirely. Which, instead of pissing me off, which I suspect to be the intention of her conduct, is actually proving to be more of a blessing.

I have yet to complete my final assignment for the year, though it is so progressing that the end is in sight, as though a light and the end of a very long, very unpleasant tunnel.

I have somehow managed to smear chocolate all over my
shirt and my arm. Wonderful.

Shower time for sure.

posted by Unknown @ 4:55 PM 1 comments

Le Sigh

I have to stop being so hard on myself. I am awesome. I just can't seem to make myself understand that. I am the only me I have got, and I should be much nicer to me than I am being. I feel badly for my treatment of me. Or at least I should. I don't quite yet. But I'm fixing it.

Everything is sucky, but everything will be OK. I'm not entirely sure that it will be OK, but I am going to do my best to let everything be OK and not screw it up for myself or just make myself sick worrying about screwing it up (Step one in being nicer to me).

The weather is not fun. It is still cold and keeps on trying to snow behind my back until I catch it and glare at it and is sulks of back to... erm... weatherland. Only to attempt to sneak back again later, resulting in my scolding it and sending it to its room.

I need to wear flip flops. I really do.
I also need wingsnbeer again. It could be the beginning of an obsession.
That and mini eggs. They are the bane of my existence and my waistline. I want Easter to be over so that their siren call will be silenced.

When IS easter anyway?

posted by Unknown @ 12:05 PM 0 comments

This is lame but...

I thought I'd give it a try.
Everyone needs an ego boost here and there :)

Go and rate me!
http://hotornot.com/r/?eid=ASOZSYH-CHG

:)

posted by Unknown @ 7:17 PM 0 comments

R.I.P Humphrey the Cat

I love my country. I really do. But sometimes I think we're a little mad.

This is the most recent evidence to support my theory.

We'll miss you Humphrey.

posted by Unknown @ 8:47 AM 0 comments

Ontario Youth Parliament Executive

Awesome times. More later.

posted by Unknown @ 1:52 PM 0 comments

Wow...

You know, it's a wonder I let myself think about anything at all. I've just realised HOW MUCH I am currently supressing. Even more than I told you in the last post. I give myself until next Monday before it all comes pouring out. Beware everyone. I am an emotional timebomb just waiting to implode. Explode? Hmm... I like implode more, but I get the feelings that bombs are more of the explode-y types.

I need sleep, but I am currently trying to write about probability sampling. Which is funny because I know nothing about probability sampling.
I have to write ten pages.
I'm at four.
This is hilarious!
And unfortunately I can't find a creative-yet-eccentric way out of this one, unlike the Egyptian/Tudor paper from last week.

If I wasn't so insanely closed about my academics I would post it her for you all to read. But sadly you will never see the pieces I submit for school. Unless it's something really good that I am madly proud of. So far the only piece in university I have managed that on was for my Medieval History class last year. I wrote about how chivalry was a sham and all it was was an excuse for the knight to poke it somewhere for kicks and then marry elsewhere for money/status. I didn't get a good grade on it. Probably because it went against absolutely everything the prof had spend about a month telling us. Oops. She was the one who taught us that the medieval university was about arguing too. Ironic, no?

Anyway. Back to my not-so-sweet hell of a science based paper.
If I emerge alive, and with my vow against coffee intact it will be a miracle, and I'll have to have a coffee to celebrate. Erm.. I mean... No coffee. None.
Yeah.

posted by Unknown @ 9:36 PM 0 comments