this morning [7 a.m.] i needed an 85% on my chemistry final to get an A in the class, and at least a 35% to get a B in the class. i split the middle - i got a 65%, which is still probably 18 pts above average [which is my average - i usually get in the 80s on tests]... it was ass damn hard.

now, i pack for home. HOME I SAY!

hey there, mr. shinto-ist, merry fuckin' christmas!!!


Slapped up here on 12/21/2001 02:57:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

is it a sign of academic overload when you seriously cannot remember what you had for lunch that afternoon? i stopped and reminded myself about 5 times yesterday about what day it actually was to make sure it wasn't a day i was supposed to take a final or something. yesterday i also went to partake in a study session with a comrade, and instead of studying we talked about how creepy and disgusting spiders are, and how to react when a bear attacks you. then, i recited lines from Billy Madison until 10 p.m. as she drew pictures on her notes.

don't tell me my business devil woman! call the fire department, this one's outta control!


Slapped up here on 12/18/2001 12:19:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

basically, what i wear everyday consists of a hooded sweatshirt and some adidas warm up pants. i dig the comfort. i really do. and since the weather is less than warm (=cold as crock) over here in cougar-ville, USA - it forces me to wear my hood up sometimes when i venture out. not only does this keep the weather off my head, it also leaves me looking like a barnacle nauplius... which is what i really dig about the hooded sweatshirt. i really do.


Slapped up here on 12/17/2001 06:26:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

if you are anything like me, you spend more time figuring out what you need on the final to get an A or a B than actually studying for the final. so, here are my results: for the chem final, i need above an 85% to get an A, but i can get a 40% and still get a B... how crunked up is that?
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i had my last physics 101 lecture today [praise jesus] and at the end we got to fill out evaluations for the professor. my friend and i each thought of taking two sheets because we had so many negative comments to share with the world. but, alas, we did not. when we rated him on a scale of 1 [poor] to 10 [excellent], as compared to the other professors we've had in 3 semesters at WSU, we had intentions of giving him a [-3]. we felt bad, though, and i ended up giving him a humble [1].


Slapped up here on 12/13/2001 10:35:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

Stop the lecture!

lectures are almost stopped! pretty soon i will see the end of the hell that has been my life for the past three and a half months. i haven't learned much - but boy howdy, i haven't learned much...

hmm.... but what have i learned exactly?

1. chemistry goggles only come in handy to keep the snow out of your eyes.
2. a picture of a prolapsed rectum really resembles a cinnamon bun.
3. cheese and crackers, a bag of skittles, and chocomilk constitutes a well balanced meal.
4. push eventually comes to shove.
5. apparently, newton was wrong.
6. my bladder can hold an amazing amount of fluid.
7. people are jerks.
8. when they say, "slippery when wet" they mean slippery when wet...
9. if i tried, i could probably eat a ball point pen.
10. subway delivers -- enough said.


Slapped up here on 12/12/2001 10:54:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

my god, this series of dreams [i refer to them as a 'series' because it was not one long dream stemming from night till morning, rather, it was a series of dreams stemming from 9:30am this morning ((after my morning class)) until 12:45pm ((before physics)) where i periodically woke up and went back to sleep] - anyway the series of dreams i had this morning was tremendous!
first off, i was water skiing behind a big luxury boat with Tim Allen and Jack Black. from what i recall, we were rowdy, so the police shut the party down, and i had to move one to another dream.
so next, i went to work at the town veterinary clinic [but for some reason it wasn't located in my town, but in my dorm, and only 1 floor down!]. i asked if they ever got bothered by the loud music like i did. they seemed confused and said, "no...". and at work, we played a game called 'i want' i wanted to play the guitar, so i did. and i rocked hard!
lastly, i went on an adventure on a cart. it's hard to explain the cart, but it was one of the "move in" carts that you pile all your stuff on to move into your dorm room. so basically, a plank of wood on 4 wheels with a handle to push it... anyway, we went down what seemed like railroad tracks at night, and i would throw quarters off into the distance trying to hit telephone poles or the sides of barns. we got in trouble a few times and had to "skedaddle" outta there as fast as we could to escape from the hicks in overalls. during one of our escapes we found a little dog that couldn't stop throwing up. me and my associate tried to find some medicine to cure the dog, but i accidently woke up.



Slapped up here on 12/11/2001 01:04:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

don't let anyone ever tell you that i can't accomplish the unaccomplishable... because, i can. and it only took me 8 hours.
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hall smell update: glue, and lots of it.
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Sunday afternoon we had a fire drill. I was washing my hands at the time the alarm went off. i exited the bathroom and i walked back to my room as nonchalant as always and grabbed my keys. no one was on their way out yet. my roommate asked me if we really had to go outside, and i said yeah because they come around and check to see if everyone's out. as i left my room a kid ran towards the door of the stairwell screaming, "we're all gonna die!" i laughed, as did everyone else. it's good to know he can joke about what could ultimately be his untimely death, isn't it?
after everyone was out, and as we were all crowded outside exposed to Pullman's freezing temperatures i turned to a friend and said, "too bad there isn't actually a fire, because then at least it'd be warmer out here..." it's good to know i can joke about what could ultimately be my untimely death, isn't it?


Slapped up here on 12/10/2001 01:25:00 AM by: Me, Suzy...

there was an odd smell floating in the hall today. [this is not an uncommon event, i could report daily about the smells in this very hall] and i spent the whole walk down the hall trying to figure out what it was. i was peeking into rooms and picking my brain to try and place this smell. it was really familiar and gross and i couldn't put my finger on it. it was driving me nuts by the time i reached the door, and i was beginning to think that i would never figure it out. i exited the hall and pushed the button for the elevator. when the hall door closed and clicked behind me, something clicked in my brain. washing dishes. yeah! by george, i had it! what the smell had reminded me of was hot water washing off meatloaf from a dinner plate. yum-yum!


Slapped up here on 12/08/2001 06:36:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

nice people are nice. aren't they? just like strawberry milkshakes [and we all know how good they are] nice people rarely ever go bad. they rarely ever get annoying. hardly ever throw a snowball at you hoping to hit you in the neck. i like that. they have that nice combination of sweetness and comfort. they don't bitch that much, and if they won the lottery i'm sure they'd give you a cut of the prize money. i'm talking about both nice people and milkshakes. the best part, though, is dumping a milkshake on a nice person's head to see what they do: apologize for enticing the rude act [this would be david penrod] or bitch slap you [amanda rodda, if she was nice]...?




Slapped up here on 12/07/2001 05:19:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

yesterday i finished my 10 pg paper on giardiasis for parasitology. that class is almost over, and what they say is true: it made me think - NO -- it made me KNOW that i have parasites. i do. it's true. okay, let's just say maybe not...
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it's been snowing here. snowing hard, reno style. anyway, when there's snow on the ground, sub-freezing temperatures, and thousands of students walking around on the snow all day, a slickness begins to form. a slickness i refer to as, "certain death". and if you're not prepared for this "certain death", well, then be prepared for certain death.
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"and remember kid, heroes may be remembered, but legends never die."


Slapped up here on 12/05/2001 10:17:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

Giardia exhibits a typical fecal-oral transmission cycle. The infection is acquired through the ingestion of cysts. The ingestion of cysts usually occurs though the ingestion of contaminated food, water, or cyst rich fecal matter on the hands.


Slapped up here on 12/03/2001 04:24:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

i am one messy messy man. or girl. let me run down a list of things that exist JUST on my desk area:

1. pens and pencils
2. batteries [used and new, 15 in all]
3. scotch tape dispenser
4. mr. pibb bottle [full] i already got rid of the empty ones
5. notebook with cougar insignia
6. remote control [one for tv and one for the stereo]
7. keebler club & cheddar crackers
8. loose change
9. post its with phone numbers and other things to do that i haven't yet
10. cd cases
11. digital camera
12. bank deposit receipt
14. the daily evergreen from a few days ago
15. extra credit assignment for philosophy
16. hackysack i throw against the wall to let out some anger
17. gum
18. rolaids
19. pictures
20. my softball necklace
21. ear-rings
22. computer monitor [plus mouse and speakers] on the monitor is kung-fu hamster and the green army man i found at the beach over the summer
23. stamps
24. plug in adaptor for a cd player
25. 2 stuffed dogs i received as gifts
26. a bag i used to carry my stuff to the concert last night.
27. and, ooh! i just spotted a paperclip.


okay, so that's it. it's not including the stuff on the upper shelf of my desk. if i were to type that down, my fingers would cramp up and i'd have to soak them in a warm bath for a few hours.


Slapped up here on 12/02/2001 07:15:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...

my roommate made some beefaroni today, but i couldn't smell it because of the snot in my nose.
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the snow is somewhat melting. our temps skyrocket up to 40 degrees and then dip to 30 degrees. the snow falls everynight, and dissipates the next afternoon. christ, mother nature, make up your freaking mind.


Slapped up here on 12/01/2001 06:43:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...