I LOVE this movie

I've decided to post things, occasionally, that make me laugh. I won't do the weekends thing since I couldn't come up with a wicked cool name for it. Anywho, this wasn't the clip I was looking for from this movie, but the whole thing is gold as far as I'm concerned. Anyway, enjoy!



Anyway catch the moral of the story?? lol

Cheers

Exams Suck

Ok, so I know that prior to getting to Mac I was at Sheridan for two years, so I shouldn't be so surprised that exams suck. But really, Mac exams are from an entirely different world. Seriously. They don't try to test your knowledge with an exam, they try to test your testicular fortitude. If you can walk out of the exam without bursting into tears, you pass.

Ok, well I can rank the impossibility of my exams, from most to least impossible: PSYCH, Bio, Stats. I still don't understand why they bother even making the exam reference psychology. Nobody would notice the difference. Talk about impossibly obscure questions! And Bio. Ok, in all fairness it's not really impossible if you have any interest or talent when it comes to science. I, personally, don't, so ya. That's all I have to say about that. Except screw science, I hope it dies, and they will NEVER see my face again! Ok, well, biology. I actually like chemistry and physics. Strange eh?

And then there's stats. To me, the easiest of tests, in general. Honestly, the easiest exam. As my eyes scanned through the pages, I thought to myself 'I got this!'. I flipped back to page one, put my pencil to the paper, and then something happened to me that has never, ever happened before. Maybe it was the exhaustion. Maybe I honestly blew a brain fuse. I don't know. Maybe I was automatically overthinking. But anyway, I blanked. Just like that. I'd get halfway through solving a problem and think either a) crap i don't know how to keep going from here,or b) crap, i don't think I'm using the right formula. And then there were the questions I'd stare at be like 'i know exactly how to solve this...why can't I figure out how to solve this? I'd know the formula until I actively went to use it and then the formula would disappear.

Yeah, so I pretty much bombed all of my exams. At least they're over. Next semester, I'll come up with a new game plan! Now, on to housewarming plans...I really should start calling around.

Anyway

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Tales from an insomniac???

Maybe I should temporarily rename this blog...what do you think? Seriously, I don't seem to have a philosophy in life anymore...I just kinda go to school, go home, go to study, go out, go back home, don't sleep, and start all over again. When do I actually ever spend any time thinking or analysing anything anymore? Seriously, I, Jessica, loud, talkative, has an opinion about everything and refuses to keep it to herself Jessica, no longer has opinions. I don't think I actually got less opinionated as much as I suddenly have no time (or am waayyyy too tired) to actually bother paying attention to the things around me. I guess maybe if I had time to care about anything but school ( and desperately praying for a regular sleep pattern like other people) then I'd have time to read the daily news on MSN, or other peoples blogs, or even have a truly intellectual conversation with someone. Sighhh....Hmm, maybe we should make this 'An Insomniac Ranting" and in parenthesis mention "take her with a grain of salt...she's tired" so it'll be kinda witty and funny but in the way that really intellectual people find things funny, but they aren't really actually funny, they're just obvious statements stated with a kind of dry tone of voice.

Oh well, Law and Order's back on...might as well enjoy good programing while the gettings good

Good Morning every one!

Cheers

P.S. I noticed that the time that the post says isn't the time it is here. It's actually 5:41am...do you know where your children are?? :-P

Don't call me Baby

Oh, btw, I just wanted to share with you how irritating I find the term 'baby'. Why is it that when two people get together they start calling each other 'baby' instead of by their actual names? I mean, an occasional 'baby' is fine, but all the time?!?!?. I think that laziness prevails and because one feels extremely comfortable with their partner their partners' name is almost unimportant. All that matters is their position in their life, not who they are, or how that individual actually matters in their life. All that matters is that they are 'baby' and therefore play the role of 'my baby' in one's life. I wish some book or magazine would come out with some advice as to how to avoid this 'baby' trap and thereby actually acknowledge one's partner as an individual whose individual personality and actions actually benefit one's life.

Just a random rant

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Ok Then

So.....I'm an insomniac...I guess whatever I am I should be terribly proud or whatever, cause thats what being canadian is all about! However, I'm not proud, just tired. And stressed. I don't know how many of you suffer from some type of insomnia, but if you suffer from at least one type of insomnia then you know that all of them suck. Not being able to sleep when you're exhausted is the most frustrating thing. Whats even more frustrating to finally fall asleep cause you're so exhausted, only to wake up within the next half hour, just as frustrated as ever! This won't be long, primarily cause I can't be bothered; but I will say this....if you're not there it's impossible to understand just how hard it is to deal with everything I deal with and then on top of that go through an insomnia period. I won't get into anything, but lordy, I wish I could friggin' sleep :-S

Cheers

P.S. I have SOO much studying to do for this bloody psych exam on Saturday...what kind of sadist decided to make an exam on a saturday at 9 AM???????