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My own bed. I’ve never been so content. My dog. Is alive, thank the powers that be. She missed me though, obviously. We’re going to see if Brandon actually reads this and mention that tomorrow I’m going somewhere to get something. And that is cryptic as all get out. But heightens the fun, mom you know what I’m talking about and please don’t tell.

 

I survived last weekend. That is enough. I had a fever peeking at a balmy 102 on Saturday that hasn’t really disappeared even tonight. But hey, 100 is eons better than 102. I also got the results from Calculus and Chemistry Exams back today. No tears gang. None at all. Calculus was an 89, we can definitely handle that and Chemistry … well Chemistry was party worthy. Let’s put it that way. So yes, when we do return … partay ya’ll. In Davis. Third floor. Candy and cookies will be involved. Copious amounts of sugar. Be prepared.

 

I’m sleeping now, in my own bed. Praise the Lord. Say a prayer for anyone traveling tonight guys, and I hope you all sleep well.

 

Toodles, Elisabeth

Chemistry Test

I have decided that it is the jolly ranchers that made the chemistry test easier. Mind you, I hate to say easy. That would undoubtedly prompt a jinx. And we do not need a jinx. If however I have, by some miracle, gotten an A … there will be a party. So my dear classmates, I challenge you, to throw a party, involving everything sweet and sugary, if this exam is any of the below:

a. your highest exam grade so far

b. a passing grade

c. a C or above

d. a B or above (cookies should be involved if you are in this category)

e. an A or above (cookie CAKE should be involved, as well as ice cream, copious amounts of cookie dough, icing itself and … candy corn)

or f. something you feel proud of no matter what your grade was.

 

Cheerio crew. Happy partying.

Update

Quick. Quick. Quick. Update. Exams next week. Chemistry=Monday. Biology Lab Practical=Tuesday. Calculus=Thursday. Insert six quizzes plus a spectroscope being due, and we have one busy Elisabeth this week. End of post. Continue. Expect update with four quicks proceeding it at end of week.

Boo

Trick or treat!!!! I know, I’m a bit late. But hey, better late than never. Hope everyone had a divine Halloween. Masquerade Ball ya’ll, for the win. It was a blast I think and yes mommy I shall work on the pictures, it’s on my to do list today. I did take some. Miracle of miracles. I had the worst week ever this week. Between a disappointing exam grade, two really, and a friend dying … it’s just been awful. So here’s to a new, better, wonderful, week.

 

Guess what’s on Hallmark channel guys … Christmas movies! That’s right, let the countdown begin. Today is November first, that’s … fifty days or so until Christmas. The bestest holiday ever. I’ve got to get y Christmas earrings and stuff from home, I own bells. Yes, bells. They’re fairly amazing. This week shoudn’t be too bad … I’ve got quizzes every day, but that’s becoming common place. And my calendar says no tests. That alone is enough to party over.

 

I slept nearly eleven hours last night, can anyone say exhausted? It was a really really really really long week. This one is going to be better though, it has to be. Anyways, say a prayer for some little girls tonight if you don’t mind guys, they lost their mom this week and are very very young. Hope ya’ll’s week is grand,

 

Elisabeth

So we missed a day …

Yes, I’m well aware. Tuesday somehow passed without me even remembering that I was on a crusade. A goal … a preparation exercise for the real marathon coming next weekend. But goodness I simply forgot. Between the bio lab quiz I got a five on and the … mistaken ‘I have a calculus exam tomorrow’ freak out … Tuesday flew. And now it would be nearly Thursday. Highly amusing.

Tomorrow is actually the calculus exam … Thursday that is. And I got 20 out of 21 points on that Chemistry assignment crew … promptly ate a cookie to celebrate and the one problem I didn’t get right I bloody forgot to convert to cm. ‘Wrong by a multiple of ten’ is simply infuriating. But off with the old, in with the new. And the lab for next week is extensive beyond belief. In other news, the Discussion on Milk tonight was fascinating … and hilarious. Yoder, you rock. Yoder the kicker. That’s how he introduces himself, and his comment tonight may have just been my favorite.

Hilarious. The Golden Girls is on, and I must go to the grocery store tomorrow. I ate my last cereal bar tonight. Pitiful I know, but grocery shopping requires getting off campus … not my favorite. Has anyone been to the corn maze down here? I’m thinking of going Friday with a group of friends and want to get the lowdown or whatever they call it on the entire deal. Hard? No? I’m going Monday to a school to do a Chemistry demonstration … the extra credit is a perk.

But yes, I’m exhausted and thus going to sleep. Have a grand thursday tomorrow, I get to sleep in just a tad. And don’t forget guys, class registration on Friday. Clip clip.

Elisabeth

Post-a-day

We are making a post a day. All week. Yes. In preparation for Nano. Where we’ll have to write 1,667 words a day. I figured two or three hundred a day is minor compared to that small marathon. One problem, the Masquerade Ball is the night that Nano starts. Good news, that’s a Saturday night. Bad news, there is no ending time listed on the various posters up in Davis. I assume that means there isn’t one, since on the Hoedown posters there was a definite ending time.

Nano starts at midnight. Dance. Nano. Dance. Nano. Dilemma. Heck, I’m considering wearing heels to this dance. And if you know me at all … big deal guys. Really really big deal. Heels of all things. I’m taking my own life into my hands. Gambling with twisted ankles and pulled tendons. All for the sake of … beauty I guess. No, let’s go with height. Because who doesn’t want to be taller every once in awhile. Poor guys, they don’t have the option. I knew there was a reason girls were better than guys.

I’m thinking I’m going to try and find some sort of pink and purple mask too, I’ve got a dress back home that should work … I think. Theme idea anyone? I know Jonathan is going as the Phantom of the Opera … who’s Christine Jonathan? I totally forgot to ask. I could always be a pretty pretty princess. ….Not so much no. I figure I’ll go look at Party City or something … that is where one buys masks … yes?

Ideas? Anyone, and I simply love that Lisa Hayes posted on my blog. Step up crew, it’s fun. Really. And bed time. Later gators.

Elisabeth

Chemistry Marathon

That’s right. Because six hours in Sutton can be called nothing but a marathon. I spent six hours. Yes, six hours in Sutton today. No, actually I take that back. Six hours this afternoon, two hours this morning. So that’s a total of eight. I spent eight hours in Sutton today. Six of them on Chemistry. Hard core. I know. But by gosh, I got quizzes back today … aced one of ‘em. That was my attempt at a Country accent. Gone now.

I’m going to be an outright pro at Chemistry. Enthalpy shall not conquer me! Specific heat I’ve got you know, and calorimetry whatever … forget Spanish, Chemistry is my foreign language. You try and say disproportionation reaction. Too many -tion’s Dr. Grossenbacher says. I agree. Too many syllables in general. I will conquer the Sir. Molarity! Watch me. There’s an example of just how tired I am. As Melody said, ‘I spend more time on Chemistry than I do sleeping’.

Prophetic. Just prophetic. It’s finally come true. That my friends, is dedication. More chemistry than sleep. Beat that ye olde art majors. Us science people are so cool … we do more chemistry than sle- I need to shut up now. Probably shouldn’t be bragging about that. Anyways, there’s a photography competition going on apparently, note to self, enter. Finishs Friday, so before then would be a divine time to enter.

Impressions is accepting submissions, I also intend to do that. And if anyone reads this … please tell me someone does, I know my roomie does. Hats of to Grace, the bestest roomie ever. Speaking of, karaoke, anyone know where we can go to find such a thing? Back on topic, Nanowrimo is coming up in November. National Novel Writing Month. And I’m participating for the fourth year running, and I personally think everyone should join in and do it with me. Yes, that means you BRANDON. And you, VICTORIA.

More on that later though, for now, I’m off to see how pictures are uploaded to here. Tech savvy people? Anywhere? Yah, I didn’t think so. Oh well, I’ll pretend to be for a bit, hope your evening is simly ravishing.

Elisabeth

Who’s number 8?

The Vols won. Yah, I know. What the heck? And Crompton? Was good. He fumbled once. In the entire game. I mean really, since when does that happen. He threw a 51 yard pass. And the receiver didn’t drop it. What on earth got into him? Let’s just hope it stays around whatever it is. Kiffin may have finally gotten the Crompton he apparently sees in practice on the field. Because I was quite impressed.

Anyways, I’ve got another Chemistry exam a week from Monday, which means I have to start studying … tomorrow. Depressing just a bit. Granted I was looking at everything else I have to do and I’m not terribly worried. Calculus derivatives are relatively easy, even if it does involve trig functions, and Biology is just that. I do have an English essay due Thursday, again not a big deal. That’s the fun part. I’m writing about abolishing or changing or doing something about the Chemistry homework site we use. It has major, major issues.

From counting answers wrong if you have one to many spaces to crashing at the most inopportune of times … the website is independent and cumbersome. Thus we’re writing a paper about it and going to convince someone that something should be done. I’ll probably start on that tomorrow too actually. As a sort of reward or something. The only other thing that snuck into my mind today was the fact that Nano is just over two weeks away. That … that is exciting. And it is bedtime now, I’m sleeping until 10. At least. Don’t text me. Don’t call me. I won’t answer. Night crew,

Elisabeth

Long Weekend

That’s right. It’s here. Long weekend. Deep breath. Homework. Studying. A chance to truly step back and say okay, I don’t have a quiz tomorrow. Or the next day. Or you know what, not even the day after that. Personally I’m simply looking forward to the chance to be utterly and absolutely lazy. I’ve watched a movie today, took a walk outside, brought a book that wasn’t school related to dinner and took a shower longer than ten minutes. Divine. The definition of divine I think.
A Walk to Remember is on tv at the moment, not cool, Golden Girls is supposed to be on. I’m not terribly happy with the programming change. Give me Blanche and Rose por favor. Not to mention Sofia, once you’re old you can say anything … and not get in one whit of trouble. One of the perks of aging I suppose. Anyone looked outside lately? I mean really looked, and gotten past the persimmon tree smelling dreadful by Davis … it’s fall. The leaves are starting to come down, the sun just looks different. Everything is shiny. Yup, shiny. Makes me want to get my camera out and take pictures.

There’s a marshmallow roast out by Copeland tonight, yay for chocolate and free food ya’ll. That would be the one thing I learned rather quickly; when in college never, ever, ever turn down free food. That … is the pearl of wisdom of the day. Hope the weekend is grand, I know mine is going to be.

Elisabeth

1 Man Games

Did anyone else go to the Vol game? I did, and nearly froze to death, but that’s not the point. I can’t count how many times Eric Berry tackled someone, or Hardesty moved the ball. We also have Oku, and that … if you listen to commentary, is our team. We have three players, and a ton of warm bodies that only look like players. They’re dressed up in uniforms, helmets and run out on the field with all the cheerleaders. But they don’t do much else.

It can’t be all Crompton’s fault either, other than tripping over his own two feet and face planting, yup I did this walking up the stairs of Anderson Hall, the oldest building on campus with killer stairs, he did okay. I mean yes, he fumbled a few times, and there was that one ‘throw the ball at the ground’ deal. But he did do better. I got my second essay back, A guys. Well sort of, the way the English department works here is called portfolio, so all grades are more or less estimates, but still. I’ll keep that A. Yes please.

Hardest class at the moment … depends entirely on the day. At times I think it’s Chemistry and at times I think it’s Calculus. The fact that they both start with a C, is irony at it’s best. Molarity I’ve got down now though, I even got to write one of the problems on the board during an SI session. Stands for Supplemental Instruction. I highly, highly, highly recommend them. They are lifesavers, believe me.

The other thing I have definitely learned is that everyone wants to help you out here. Which puzzles me to no end. I was under the impression that it was sink or swim, good luck, you’re on your own. But no, I’ve talked to my Chemistry professor already four times. Just popping in during office hours and saying, ‘Help!!!!’. And you know, that’s exactly what they do. Which is outright nifty.

This week is fall break, Friday, and I honestly can’t wait to have a whole day to do nothing but school. Weird, I know. Still, it’s relaxing to know you don’t have a test … tomorrow. And that the lab report is not due, now. Relaxation, that’s the key to success I’ve decided. That is what I intend to do now; relax. Night crew, hope this week is a stellar one.

Elisabeth