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This heat, it is unreasonable. Whatever happened to those cold weeks we had sometime back? *crai* Of all the times where it could have been fucking hot, it had to happen today -- I've just spent the last 4-5 hours scuttling around, fixing my closet. I have discovered that:
A.) I had miniskirts. I don't know why I bought them, because I never ended up using them, and I never will.
B.) I have a pink pair of pants. They're actually quite nice.
Before that, though, I sorta started my day off on a bad food because the breakfast for the day was ravaged fish (Paolo and the parents got to them first) and syrup-less pancakes -- they forgot to buy some at the local supermarket. Since I have to take my meds 30-60 minutes before my meal nowadays (doctor's orders), you can imagine how murderous I felt after staggering downstairs in a hunger-induced haze to no food, no food, and no food. >__> Cranky Pammeth is cranky.
Cook eventually fixed up a decent meal for me, so I zipped off to ADMU after some idle tiem on the PC. Everything's chaotic in the English department since a lot of the important folks are still on vacation and there's only one department secretary to do legwork enough to keep a whole battalion of department secretaries busy. I ran into Anne, one of the lit majors I graduated with last March... she apparently applied as a graduate assistant at the department, but she decided to try out as a a professor instead because the grad assistant work she was doing was reportedly killing her brain. I'm not surprised by her decision: in fact, I'm wondering why she didn't just try out as a professor in the first place. She's one of the most brilliant people from her batch. @_@
Anyway, I originally went on campus today to do some grad studies errands and follow up some teaching things... I've managed to the next set of required papers and my registration form from the grad studies office, but I won't be able to get advised until tomorrow. I don't really mind, though, since I've already pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I'll be on and off campus this whole week for teaching seminars, class registration and other important things. I'm actually going to end up spending my birthday in a required teaching workshop, but if you really think about it, that could be the best gift I'll receive this year, given the way things are running. Lulz.
Tomorrow's errands include:
Now that my clothes have been properly segregated (i.e. Stuff I Will Never or Rarely Use + Stuff I Use When I Go Out But Can't Wear When I'm Teaching in the extra closet in Philip's room, Teacherly Stuff + Everything Else in my closets), I'm taking a quick break to type up this entry, poke some people online and generally catch my breath before I put in that last set of clothes and start figuring out what I'll bring for my cubicle.
Not-so-randomly: Paolo is getting antsy again. The grad studies office hasn't given him a straight answer about the status of his application, and registration is coming up. There's also the fact that he's going through 35612365861365816563016473265th Childhood and he wants a PSP.Or a Wii. Or something. He can't make up his mind, I think, he just wants something. He actually wants to sell his PS2 -- he bugged me about it when I was doing errands, and I nearly bit his head off for his horrible timing. Srsly. What was the point of all that dramarama last year if he was just going to get tired and sell the damned thing anyway?
Yeah, okay, I get it: he's depressed and he needsa girlfriend help, but frankly speaking? Maybe things aren't working out for him because he's being such an emo kid/ass/brat.
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BAAAW. I STILL HAVEN'T WATCHED A LOT OF THE STUFF IN MY BACKLOG, BUT WHAT'S WORSE IS I STILL HAVEN'T FIXED MY LAYOUT HERE.
EDIT: Thething idiot I mentioned in this entry never replied. Hurhur.
A.) I had miniskirts. I don't know why I bought them, because I never ended up using them, and I never will.
B.) I have a pink pair of pants. They're actually quite nice.
Before that, though, I sorta started my day off on a bad food because the breakfast for the day was ravaged fish (Paolo and the parents got to them first) and syrup-less pancakes -- they forgot to buy some at the local supermarket. Since I have to take my meds 30-60 minutes before my meal nowadays (doctor's orders), you can imagine how murderous I felt after staggering downstairs in a hunger-induced haze to no food, no food, and no food. >__> Cranky Pammeth is cranky.
Cook eventually fixed up a decent meal for me, so I zipped off to ADMU after some idle tiem on the PC. Everything's chaotic in the English department since a lot of the important folks are still on vacation and there's only one department secretary to do legwork enough to keep a whole battalion of department secretaries busy. I ran into Anne, one of the lit majors I graduated with last March... she apparently applied as a graduate assistant at the department, but she decided to try out as a a professor instead because the grad assistant work she was doing was reportedly killing her brain. I'm not surprised by her decision: in fact, I'm wondering why she didn't just try out as a professor in the first place. She's one of the most brilliant people from her batch. @_@
Anyway, I originally went on campus today to do some grad studies errands and follow up some teaching things... I've managed to the next set of required papers and my registration form from the grad studies office, but I won't be able to get advised until tomorrow. I don't really mind, though, since I've already pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I'll be on and off campus this whole week for teaching seminars, class registration and other important things. I'm actually going to end up spending my birthday in a required teaching workshop, but if you really think about it, that could be the best gift I'll receive this year, given the way things are running. Lulz.
Tomorrow's errands include:
- Moving into my cubicle. I'm cubicle mates with
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pyrosinferno. 8D - Confirming my class schedule. The one they gave me is still tentative.
- Helping Ate Josie with department errands. As I said, she's one woman doing work enough for an army.
- Meeting up with Anne and Carlo to
cramdiscuss teacher stuff. Anne is going to have her demo class soon, and I need advice on lesson plans. - Getting advised for my grad studies classes. *crosses fingers* If I can't get advised tomorrow, I'm going to have a hard time later this week. I texted Sir Pulan, but he told me to get advised by someone else, and that basically means harassing Ate Josie again. ~_~ I swear, after all of this shit has passed, I am so buying her something.
- Hooking up with laurgasm for a bit, since she'll be in the area. I dunno whether I'll be able to do this, but it would really be nice if I could.
- Going out with Mom to buy a few more articles of Teacherly Clothing. Now that I've fixed my closet, I have a better idea of exactly what I still need to get.
Now that my clothes have been properly segregated (i.e. Stuff I Will Never or Rarely Use + Stuff I Use When I Go Out But Can't Wear When I'm Teaching in the extra closet in Philip's room, Teacherly Stuff + Everything Else in my closets), I'm taking a quick break to type up this entry, poke some people online and generally catch my breath before I put in that last set of clothes and start figuring out what I'll bring for my cubicle.
Not-so-randomly: Paolo is getting antsy again. The grad studies office hasn't given him a straight answer about the status of his application, and registration is coming up. There's also the fact that he's going through 35612365861365816563016473265th Childhood and he wants a PSP.
Yeah, okay, I get it: he's depressed and he needs
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BAAAW. I STILL HAVEN'T WATCHED A LOT OF THE STUFF IN MY BACKLOG, BUT WHAT'S WORSE IS I STILL HAVEN'T FIXED MY LAYOUT HERE.
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