Math + Logic = Not installed in my brain

Not really sure why I am reading the New York Times instead of finishing my historical essay. It's a five page essay with two parts due Wednesday and I haven't really started it yet, so of course I'm sitting here thinking that I should blog about something. About anything.

That's what happens when there's something important needed to be done, a million other more interesting things come up.

Anyways in accordance with the title of this entry, I'm not a mathematical genius.

In fact, numbers in general are not really my forte. I am what my friend calls the "history/language/insightful/creative artsy fartsy" type and not the "science/math/numbers /black and white loser" type. These are her words and not mine by the way, so if you're going to be offended, don't be offended at me. Although I must admit I like her descriptions, they are fabulous.

And that's why when I got hit with a decision analysis question worth seven marks (which combines both of my shortfalls of math and logic) on my BSEN final that I didn't memorize step by step exactly how to do, I lost out on all seven marks. I just couldn't logic my way through it.

What I actually did was punch in combinations of numbers from the question sheet into my calculator, hoping that I would somehow get one of the multiple choice answers. Didn't happen.

Ended up filling all seven questions out with b's. Anyways I don't really care anymore anyways, like I said, I just needed to blog about something.

And just for randoms:





Song today is Michael Jackson's Remember the Time. Asides from his music and talent, he is also probably the most fashionable man that has ever lived.

Too much cool in one picture

Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen, Amy Winehouse and Karl Lagerfield

I wonder how this will turn out...

Bumped into an old acquaintance today, thus what the "A" stands for.

A: I'm so excited! I'm getting a tattoo tomorrow!
Me: Oh really? First one?
A: Yeah, I've wanted a tattoo for the past 3 years now. You have one right?
Me: Yeah (shows her my tattoo) So what are you gonna get?
A: Wow, I really like that (yada yada yada). I'm probably going to get Chinese words, but I don't know of what yet.
Me (biting my tongue and trying not to cringe): Alright....well, do you know where you want it at least?
A: I'm thinking the small of my back but I don't know, I'll probably figure it out by tomorrow.
Me: (too tired to deal with this conversation): Great, well, good luck with that.

I think this may be why laser tattoo removal was invented.

Life In Technicolor

Going to see COLDPLAY tonight! For those of you who know me, you know I've been bragging about going to this since the day I got the tickets...so for about 2 entire months now. I will bring this up to anyone that will listen. Or not listen, it doesn't matter really. No one has a choice.

Hopefully my camera doesn't break down again, which happened last time when I went to see the Killers. Will post up pictures for sure this time!

"By day, I was a women’s studies minor, wrote a weekly feminist column for the student newspaper, and was president of the National Organization of Women on campus. By night, I really, really, really just wanted to be spanked"

–Jessica Wakeman, as quoted in Gawker.

*sigh* Feminists.

Grow Up and Blow Away

I am deathly scared of earthworms and I'll go to the farthest extent possible to avoid them. If I see it from a distance and feel that it may be a threat to my life (almost always), I might throw the largest and nearest object I can find. And if by luck, the object smashes it to its death, I still won't touch it. The big point here is I would never intentionally touch a worm by any means.

This notion was put to the test today when me and my friend were sitting outside on the grass on campus in the sun talking and eating lunch. As we were talking, I started picking at the grass on the ground, unaware that a huge worm was wriggling a few cm away from my hand. As I saw it, I screamed (attracting all kinds of attention), jumped up and proceeded to drag my friend as far away as possible. She pretty much pissed herself laughing. Anyways I went to the washroom later to wash my hands for about 10 minutes, even though I didn't touch it. The point is that it was near me.

I am also scared of moths and centipedes. I know I'm like 10000x bigger than them. You're probably thinking, "wow what a girl." Believe me, I know. I'm aware of how silly I sound right now.

Anyways at least it gave me something to blog about.

PS. I hate when random people try to strike up a conversation with me on the train. And don't stop even when I completely ignore them. When did people become so persistent?

Metric - Grow up and Blow Away

"Where are the people?" resumed the little prince at last. "It’s a little lonely in the desert…"
"It is lonely when you’re among people, too," said the snake.

— Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince

Did a lot today, accomplished nothing.

Going to shut off the laptop, shut off the cell phone and crawl into bed with a good book and shut out the world. I feel like I am the queen of bad decisions. Maybe I'll become smart one day. I dream big.