random post of randomness
2 December 2010 08:10 pm1. So. We started Management Dynamics today. I think I would have appreciated the class more if a.) I hadn't been in excruciating pain the entire morning, because getting migraines is a bitch; b.) I hadn't been pissed off since last night about the fact that they didn't give us guidelines for writing the damn case report, that they just threw the book and handouts at our heads and yelled, "JUST DO IT!" (metaphorically speaking, of course); and c.) our professor wasn't so old and lectures like she's talking to a goddamn baby with a goddamn fake lisp.
2. I've been watching back episodes of So You Think You Can Dance, and I realized that Cat kept on emphasizing that people were running on no more than 6 hours of sleep during Vegas week, season after season.
Now, I consider sleeping more than 4.5 hours a luxury. A luxury, I tell you, something I only reserve for weekends and on days I'm feeling particularly shitty.
To be fair, SYTYCD is a dance show, and there is the implication that dancing is more strenuous than studying/doing homework/bullshitting/plotting world domination through the power of my sheer awesomeness and therefore dancers need more rest than me.
I, however, beg to differ. Being a student and a future tyrant at the same time is exhausting, yo.
3. I miss writing random shit and posting it for all and sundry to see here on LJ. Writing notes on FB is not the same at all.
4. Holy smokes, Batman. Reading over what I just wrote, I realize that a.) run-on sentences and I get along like a house on fire; b.) I curse more than I used to, goddamn; and c.) my love for list just keeps growing and growing and growing. Somebody save me from myself. Please.
2. I've been watching back episodes of So You Think You Can Dance, and I realized that Cat kept on emphasizing that people were running on no more than 6 hours of sleep during Vegas week, season after season.
Now, I consider sleeping more than 4.5 hours a luxury. A luxury, I tell you, something I only reserve for weekends and on days I'm feeling particularly shitty.
To be fair, SYTYCD is a dance show, and there is the implication that dancing is more strenuous than studying/doing homework/bullshitting/plotting world domination through the power of my sheer awesomeness and therefore dancers need more rest than me.
I, however, beg to differ. Being a student and a future tyrant at the same time is exhausting, yo.
3. I miss writing random shit and posting it for all and sundry to see here on LJ. Writing notes on FB is not the same at all.
4. Holy smokes, Batman. Reading over what I just wrote, I realize that a.) run-on sentences and I get along like a house on fire; b.) I curse more than I used to, goddamn; and c.) my love for list just keeps growing and growing and growing. Somebody save me from myself. Please.


