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commotiocordis) wrote2007-12-11 12:54 am
commotiocordis) wrote2007-12-11 12:54 am
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I am far too tired to still have done none of my homework for the day.
I spent today running around, like I mentioned yesterday, to 70 bazillion places. More than I intended, actually, as some bitch cut me off and forced me onto the highway on the way to my dad's school, which meant I had to go two exits past nowhere in order to turn around due to construction. And I had to stop by and make up a test for medical terminology. Final was this evening, though, after being rescheduled from this morning (which I had forgotten about last night, and was why I missed the first two hours of school today--okay, first one. The second was just me being a horrible horrible person and not wanting to go yet--until I found out that it got changed due to it being in a weird time in the first place or the ice or something), which means it's over now. Ahh, ridiculously easy class where I got to read fanfiction whilst keeping one ear open as the teacher talked about things that I mostly already knew. I shall miss thee.
I think next semester I'm going to take physics over the internets (coming in on 4 or 5 Saturdays for labs and tests), but the one that's online is marked "consider not taking this online if you didn't get at least a C in algebra". As in, you can still take it, but do the regular class instead of the distance one. The "engineering physics" class is labeled calculus-level, which probably means that that's what I should take (minus the engineering part--I think it just denotes that it's higher level, but idk), but I think it's only offered during the day, so I can't. I'm a little wary about the first class, "college physics", though, because it specifically says all over that there are no make-up labs, and that essentially, if you miss one of the Saturdays, you're going to have a damn hard time passing the class. Plus, there's this Saturday medical program that I'm applying for that I have to look up the dates for to see if they conflict (and, like the physics, that thing says that you won't be accepted if you have to miss any of the dates), and that's minimum two mock trial meetings I'm going to have to miss. Edit: Or maybe not on the latter, as I forgot we just changed our meeting times to earlier in the morning. I'd have to skip out a tad early, but methinks it wouldn't be a problem.
Plus, the book is goddamned expensive. IH college in that regard.
Re: Mock Trial. I'm half witnessing again. I'm both happy and not with that. Happy because it's pretty fun when you get a good crosser on your back to, putting it delicately, kick the living snot out of them, but not because it was so damn hard for me last year to have to sit there on the witness bench as my team missed and flubbed objections that I knew the response to. I get. . . idk. I'm like the kid who doesn't like to share the ball because they're afraid the other kids will make them lose, and now that I've made that connection I feel horrible, but it's somehow different (and yet not) because it's an intellectual pursuit? I don't know. I'm a bad person, hell, I've poached objections from people before because I knew that they didn't know what they were doing (though semi-legitimately, because it was a rules-debate and I was both more or less captain and more affected by the decision than the person whose examination it was raised during) but I'm really good at mock trial and speaking extemporaneously and such, and though that doesn't mean anything and normally I'm content to sit and maybe slip a note to a fellow lawyer if there's something they're missing, but it hurts me when it's simply because they don't know the rules. LOL, control issues.
And I've been meaning to fix my Criminal Minds icon. I didn't realize that the border was left transparent and not white, and though it looks fine on my journal because of the white background, on others' it does not.
Plus, I need suggestions for Christmas gifts. Both for myself and for my friends (particularly Katie, my plans for which fell through and now must be started from scratch).
Plus and again. Die, neck zit. My birthcontrolisnotworking chesticle acne is being a whore, in that not only have I not been able to wear a single anything-but-tshirt top since summer, but now the t-shirts are barely cutting it, as the latest bastard is right at the hollow of my neck, where my collarbones meet. It's like an army that is slowly encroaching on the rest of my body, wtf.
And to conclude this lovely 20 minute extension of my several hour procrastination, alkdhgfiouqwjenadflkj KEYBOARD HATE. Start working better, sir. (Points to keyboardmash. Notice how there are no 's's in that? THIS IS MY DILEMMA.)
I spent today running around, like I mentioned yesterday, to 70 bazillion places. More than I intended, actually, as some bitch cut me off and forced me onto the highway on the way to my dad's school, which meant I had to go two exits past nowhere in order to turn around due to construction. And I had to stop by and make up a test for medical terminology. Final was this evening, though, after being rescheduled from this morning (which I had forgotten about last night, and was why I missed the first two hours of school today--okay, first one. The second was just me being a horrible horrible person and not wanting to go yet--until I found out that it got changed due to it being in a weird time in the first place or the ice or something), which means it's over now. Ahh, ridiculously easy class where I got to read fanfiction whilst keeping one ear open as the teacher talked about things that I mostly already knew. I shall miss thee.
I think next semester I'm going to take physics over the internets (coming in on 4 or 5 Saturdays for labs and tests), but the one that's online is marked "consider not taking this online if you didn't get at least a C in algebra". As in, you can still take it, but do the regular class instead of the distance one. The "engineering physics" class is labeled calculus-level, which probably means that that's what I should take (minus the engineering part--I think it just denotes that it's higher level, but idk), but I think it's only offered during the day, so I can't. I'm a little wary about the first class, "college physics", though, because it specifically says all over that there are no make-up labs, and that essentially, if you miss one of the Saturdays, you're going to have a damn hard time passing the class. Plus, there's this Saturday medical program that I'm applying for that I have to look up the dates for to see if they conflict (and, like the physics, that thing says that you won't be accepted if you have to miss any of the dates), and that's minimum two mock trial meetings I'm going to have to miss. Edit: Or maybe not on the latter, as I forgot we just changed our meeting times to earlier in the morning. I'd have to skip out a tad early, but methinks it wouldn't be a problem.
Plus, the book is goddamned expensive. IH college in that regard.
Re: Mock Trial. I'm half witnessing again. I'm both happy and not with that. Happy because it's pretty fun when you get a good crosser on your back to, putting it delicately, kick the living snot out of them, but not because it was so damn hard for me last year to have to sit there on the witness bench as my team missed and flubbed objections that I knew the response to. I get. . . idk. I'm like the kid who doesn't like to share the ball because they're afraid the other kids will make them lose, and now that I've made that connection I feel horrible, but it's somehow different (and yet not) because it's an intellectual pursuit? I don't know. I'm a bad person, hell, I've poached objections from people before because I knew that they didn't know what they were doing (though semi-legitimately, because it was a rules-debate and I was both more or less captain and more affected by the decision than the person whose examination it was raised during) but I'm really good at mock trial and speaking extemporaneously and such, and though that doesn't mean anything and normally I'm content to sit and maybe slip a note to a fellow lawyer if there's something they're missing, but it hurts me when it's simply because they don't know the rules. LOL, control issues.
And I've been meaning to fix my Criminal Minds icon. I didn't realize that the border was left transparent and not white, and though it looks fine on my journal because of the white background, on others' it does not.
Plus, I need suggestions for Christmas gifts. Both for myself and for my friends (particularly Katie, my plans for which fell through and now must be started from scratch).
Plus and again. Die, neck zit. My birthcontrolisnotworking chesticle acne is being a whore, in that not only have I not been able to wear a single anything-but-tshirt top since summer, but now the t-shirts are barely cutting it, as the latest bastard is right at the hollow of my neck, where my collarbones meet. It's like an army that is slowly encroaching on the rest of my body, wtf.
And to conclude this lovely 20 minute extension of my several hour procrastination, alkdhgfiouqwjenadflkj KEYBOARD HATE. Start working better, sir. (Points to keyboardmash. Notice how there are no 's's in that? THIS IS MY DILEMMA.)
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HATE. Especially because sometimes I get this random hypersensitivity autoimmune thing where if even my fingers touch my face in the wrong way, it'll get all burny and blotchy and red there. I had the whole saga once on the way to mini medical school where my face was peelingish dry, but it turned out it was peelingish ubersensitive, so when I put on some lotion (supposed to be safe for faces and everything) in the car and then made my mom idle the car in drop off bit near the medical building whilst I spat furiously into a napkin to try to wipe it off. Got home and was still all reddy and tried to put on some (pure) aloe vera to soothe the burn bits. Reacted to that. It's horrible in that some days, I'm all "Oh, let's put on this and this and this" and nothing will happen, but others (like today, and I have no idea why today and not yesterday or tomorrow or whatever), where I can feel that if I try to put anything on, it's going to hurt like a bitch.
That happens to me sometimes with the bp, too. On my cheekbones and the middle of my forehead, generally.
I suspect moisturising will help that somewhat.
Me too. But I never do because I tend to do my skin stuff at night (I'm never awake enough in the morning early enough to do anything but throw on clothes), and then I just put on the bp or whatever and go to bed. It seems like if you moisturize right before or after, you'd kinda dilute it.
What was it like on your chest/shoulders?
Most of the time, I can't even feel it. I use a light layer on the whole area and occasionally blobs on the spots if I'm willing to leave my shirt off long enough and/or ruin whatever I'm wearing (or don't think about how it'll ruin stuff) and there's no burning or anything because the skin is so much thicker.
I forget what it's called, but it's... something to do with a build-up of keratin?
Keratosis pilaris? Where it looks like chicken skin or whatever? I get everything possible that has to do with blocked glands/pores/whatever, so me too to probably whatever it was. Seriously. It's horrible.
That would kill my skin.
Yeah, it does. I can only use that on actual zits or risk pain/redness/burning, though it's really good for quick zit drying. Especially if you blob it on and put a bandaid over it so it stays wet--it's not absorbing if it dries out right away, so the longer the cream stays creamy, the better it's going to work.
It clears and reduces your pores and everything, leaving it all looking totally clear
I like this prospect. I've got a not great complexion to begin with--I look sorta mottled sometimes, LOL--so anything would be better.
IT'S BEEN FREAKING MONTHS NOW, AND ALL I'VE HAD IS A MINOR SHOWING OF OLD STUFF?
Consider yourself lucky. My whole fakeout, I'mgoneI'mback thing is getting intolerable. I can't believe that I still have any iron in my body after
7(I looked at the pack, it's closer to) 6 weeks of this. Plus, I think I'm supporting the entire tampon industry by my lonesome.