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Mid-term, shmid-term. October 27, 2010

Filed under: college,daily life,katrina tv — cupcakesupremacy @ 8:52 pm

Why hello!

So rude of me to post two days in a row and then vanish again. While I highly doubt anyone checks here with any regularity, I also doubt anyone was surprised. I’m just not good at this keeping a routine thing.

I have a good excuse though! Two of them!

Excuse number one: my computer died. The hard drive went kaput last Friday. Thankfully, I’ve only had the computer since February, so it’s still under warranty. Unthankfully, I’ve only had the computer since February. Oh and I never backed any of my data up.

While I am a little bummed to lose everything, it has happened so many times that I’m kind of used to it. I got an iBook for high school graduation. In the 3.5 years I owned it, the hard drive went three times, the logic board went and the motherboard went. Five days after I got it back from Apple after the great board disaster of 2007, someone broke into my apartment and stole it! Yay!

(Apple Care does not cover theft).

I then used a very old Dell that my uncle gave me and that hard drive died after a few months. Now the new computer that I figured would last at LEAST a year without giving me any issues, had to get the travel bug too and wanted a trip down to Texas. Sigh.

(I got carried away lamenting about my awful technological luck, moving on…)

Excuse two is that I had a mid-term on Monday. My first mid-term since 2007! I was terrified. Our grade in the Psych class is based on 4 quizzes, two tests and then our lab stuff. That’s not a whole lot of points. So I knew I needed to rock this test. The problem was, I did horrendous on the two quizzes. I knew I needed to study my ass off, but I am a bad studier. I never studied in high school and hardly in Round 1 of college (which may explain why I never finished but shhh). I set aside all of Sunday for studying. And study I did. I went for 3 hours, a break for dinner, 2 more hours. I went to bed feeling like I knew nothing.

At the end of the work day Monday, I went through my notes again, and took notes on those notes. Then I read the notes of notes 3 times before class. Still felt like an F was in my future. My stomach would not stop aching, it knew too, it seems.

They pass out the test and I begin to read the questions: “Hey, I know this!” “And this!” “And this!” Turns out, out of the 50 questions on the test, there were only 3-4 that I was iffy on. And I was able to narrow those down and guess. I was even the first to finish, and of course I sat in the back, so I got to awkwardly gather my stuff and walk down to hand in my papers in front of an audience of 200.

But I feel really good about the test and that’s all that matters. Except the grade itself really matters and I probably won’t know that ’til next week, but in my head, I aced that sucker. Yay!

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Back. ish. October 20, 2010

Filed under: blahblahblah,college,daily life — cupcakesupremacy @ 9:13 pm

Hello.

Long time no see. We’ll I’ve seen you, as I keep more on top of my Google Reader than anything else in my life, but you’ve not seen me.

I don’t really have a good reason. I am just a lazy blogger. I often think “Hm, I should post…” but then the aforementioned Google Reader or twitter or staring at the wall get in the way.

I’m also a teensy bit stressed the hell out.

I’m back in school, part-time. I’m taking 7 credits which translates into a 2.5 hour lecture, a 2 hour lab and an online class that is a ton of work. This, plus working 40 hours a week and an hour commute each way = cranky crank.

I had a job the entire time I was in school last time, but it was always part time. And I took a light course load, and I only had a 10 minute walk to class, this time it’s all different.

Mondays are the worst. I leave the house at 7:30 a.m. and get home at roughly 9:30 p.m. By then it’s shower and bed, the end. Tuesday night I have my lab, and while it’s supposed to be 2 hours, I’m super smart (or something) and finish early, so I’m usually home on Tuesdays before 8. Still, another 12 hour day. Wednesday-Friday nights I am busting my ass trying to finish and submit my online work (which I usually have stuff due Weds, Thurs, and Fri) because I have no time to do it on Monday or Tuesday thanks to the aforementioned classes.

So it’s a leeetle stressful. I feel like I haven’t used much of my brain in the past two years working at a daycare and Starbucks and now in the office, so these classes are really giving the ol’ grey matter a workout.

On top of all this, last Friday my computer up and died. I’m waiting for a box to send it back to get repaired and praising the Flying Spaghetti Monster that I took all of my lecture notes by hand because I have a midterm on Monday! Hoorays!

But even though I’m stressed and exhausted and cranky, this is what I need to do. I need to finish school, I need to get a degree. I screwed up the first time around, so now I’m paying for it with all of this added stress. But I currently have an A in my art class, not sure my Psych grade but I am rocking all the lab work, so it shouldn’t be less than a B.

So go me. And go to sleep, me.

 

back to school, back to school to prove to dad that i’m not a fool… June 8, 2010

Filed under: blahblahblah,college,daily life — cupcakesupremacy @ 8:35 pm

So, as I’ve shared before, I will be going back to Pitt in the fall. As much as I would like to quit my job and go to school full-time, that is not in the cards, so I’ll be taking night classes. My plan is 4 semesters of night classes followed by 3 full-time, which means I’ll have a degree sometime in 2013. Which is 3 years before I turn 30, so that works for me.

Now since the ball got rolling pretty late in the year, everyone had already scheduled for classes before I was able to. Thankfully, Pitt has joined the rest of the universe with online scheduling, so I’ve been able to do it all myself.

Except none of the classes I’d like to take are open or at night or count for any progress toward my degree. Currently, I am a History major. I declared at the beginning of my last semester at Pitt, so I’ve yet to actually take a History class. My plan was to major in History with a concentration in Latin American studies. Upon meeting with my advisor in March, she informs me that it’s probably not a good concentration. (Though it was fine 3 years ago.) Pitt apparently is doing something with Latin American journals, so all of the professors who have taught classes in the past, aren’t teaching as many classes. Or something like that.

This news really bummed me out. The only reason I chose a History major was for the concentration. Now I’m having a minor crisis, trying to figure out what I want to do with my academic life. When browsing for classes, I made note of all the classes that sounded interesting and it turns out a vast majority of them are Anthropology classes. I’ve taken two anthropology classes and did well in both. The subjects were interesting and I think if they were centered around Latin American cultures, I would love them.

Now my end goal is to teach. My plan is Secondary Education (preferably high school), probably in a Social Studies type area. Luckily, when going into teaching, your field of study doesn’t matter too much, just passing the Praxis. I’ve emailed back and forth with a friend’s mom who is a Social Studies teacher and she’s given me some great advice, but ultimately I just have to decide what I want.

In the meantime, I figured I would just finish up my general requirements, since I still have a few to do, but this proves difficult when you’re only scheduling night classes and several months after everyone has already scheduled theirs.

I thought that I had finally reached a decent schedule, an online class, Intro to World Art, which counts for some Foreign Culture credit; and Ireland, which would work for my History major (if I decide to keep on with it) and would probably just be interesting.

That is until I got an email at 10:30 last night from the instructor. At first I was really confused and thought that I had accidentally signed up for a summer class, but upon reading the email, he just wanted to present everything upfront. Which is great that he did. It was a pretty nice email to get, giving us the syllabus already and telling us a book we might want to read for some background. Even telling us he’d be sending out a podcast in August. A podcast! How 2010! But it wasn’t until I read the breakdown of the grading that I was taken aback. It’s your standard grading breakdown, 1000 points in total, 250 for the midterm, 250 for the final, 100 for quizzes, etc. Except 375 points are reserved for group plays.

Now I hate group projects in general. I am incredibly lucky that I’ve only had to do one thus far (excluding Spanish conversations). But this is pretty much my worst nightmare. The professor will split the group into 4-5 and you are responsible for writing and performing a play. A PLAY. This is not a “History of Irish Folklore” class, this is a basic History class. Make us watch plays, sure, but to pen and then perform? I don’t think so.

I took maybe 5 minutes to mull it over before I decided no way – no how. I could probably write the play, but having done theatre all through high school I know that I can’t act. I am fine with public speaking, it even gives me a little rush, but something about pretending to be someone and memorizing lines just makes me freeze.

So I spent another 30 minutes this morning trying to find another class and ended up with Learning and Motivation. I had originally wanted to take that class, but didn’t want 3 nights of classes a week (since it has a lab) but now that I have an online class, it should all work out.

HOPEFULLY, because I am sick of shuffling around classes. Argh.

 

I miss 2002. June 6, 2010

Filed under: blahblahblah — cupcakesupremacy @ 8:59 pm

Not really, only the part where everyone used livejournal. You could spill all your secrets to lj and know that only the 5 other people nerdy enough to use it would read them.

Everything is so public these days. With twitter and facebook, you know everyone’s thoughts at any moment in a day. While this is entertaining most of the time, it’s rather depressing other times. I don’t need to know your innermost thoughts…yet I can’t stop reading them.

I don’t know.

I struggle between what’s public and private and some days I wish all of social media would just disappear. We don’t talk to each other anymore because what’s the point? You’ve already seen everything I would tell you anyways.

I’m half tempted to leave it all behind, but then I’d have even less human interaction and no outlet to complain about it.

 

Sangría! May 17, 2010

Filed under: daily life,photos — cupcakesupremacy @ 10:34 am

At the beginning of April, I was in D.C. visiting my friend Elyse.  One night we went out to a Mexican restaurant for dinner.  Either Elyse or Keith suggested we get sangría.  I…was dubious.  I “didn’t like wine.”  Elyse told me, “It takes better than wine!”  So I agreed I’d have a glass.  When they brought it to the table it was a pitcher of white wine with tiny apple chunks.  I was unimpressed.  All the sangrías I had ever seen were overflowing with fruit.  I had a glass and it was okay, but made Keith and Elyse finish the rest.

A while later, we went to La Casa Narcisi in Gibsonia.  Before dinner we did a wine tasting.  I initially said no, since I “didn’t like wine,” but then relented.  And it turns out?  I just don’t really care for red wine.  I tried 5 wines and the one I liked the most was Catawba, a semi-sweet blush.  After that it was the Niagra, a sweet white.  For dinner, Keith’s mom got a bottle of Riesling and I even liked that.

We went back the winery another time and did another tasting.  This time I tried only whites but still loved the Catawba the best.  I drank almost the entire bottle myself and bought two more to bring home.

The other day, Keith suggested we make sangría.  He is a red fan, so I told him sure, but we had to make white too.  So we bought another pitcher, some wine, some fruit, came home and made MAGIC.

I did a ton of googling and ended up using the same recipe for the sangría and the sangría blanca.  The amazing thing about sangría is you can add or subtract whatever you like!

Here is what we did.

Keith used a bottle of Tempranillo, I used Riesling.

Dump the bottle of wine into a pitcher.

Add the follow

1. two ounces triple sec

2. two tablespoons sugar

3. 10oz of pineapple chunks + juice

4. a splash of lemonade (i used more like two ounces)

5. juice of half a lemon (or a whole lemon, I just only bought one and had to split it

6. half an apple cut up into chunks

7. half an orange cut into half-slices (this doesn’t seem like a lot of fruit written out, but it is! I had two more apples and an orange that I didn’t use.)

8. Toss in the fridge for a few hours or overnight.  Orrrr if you are impatient, toss 4 icecubes into a wine glass, toss some frozen berries into the glass (I bought a mix with raspberries, blueberries, strawberries and blackberries), fill almost all of the way with wine/fruit, top off with gingerale.)

9. Sit on the porch and LOVE YOUR LIFE.

 

Licensed to ill. May 16, 2010

Filed under: blahblahblah,daily life,Uncategorized — cupcakesupremacy @ 7:34 pm

Now this may shock some of you, the few that wander in on occasion, but anyone that knows me is aware that I can’t drive.  More specifically, I don’t have a license.  I am 24.

Thankfully, for the majority of the time it has been more of an annoyance than a problem.  In highschool when my friends were learning to drive, I didn’t have much of a desire.  I also didn’t have much money.  I lived right by my school and worked a mere 10 minute walk away.  The bus would take me to school and my mom or sister would usually take me to work.  And if I didn’t have a ride, I walked.

Going to Pitt, my ID worked as a bus pass and I used it daily.  There were some places I couldn’t go, and I had to make sure I was home before the busses stopped running, but it wasn’t too big of a deal.  The grocery store was highly annoying, I’d have to make sure to limit my purchases and riding a packed bus with even just three bags of stuff was hella annoying.  I could even get almost all the way to my mom’s house through a combination of the bus and T, just so long as someone could pick me up at the mall.  Of course I had to leave 2+ hours before I wanted to get there, but mostly just a (major) annoyance.

Through all of this, the lack of a car was the real factor.  I had no car, so I had no reason to learn.  I also had no one to teach me, unless I wanted to make the 4 hour round trip to my mom’s.

Last April, I started dating Keith.  I don’t remember any specific conversation, but at some point, he offered to teach me to drive.  So at the ripe age of 23, I went and got my permit.

The learning has been a little slow.  Living in Monroeville has been interesting in terms of driving.  There are essentially zero residential streets.  My first lesson was in an empty parking lot, my second lesson was in the connected lots of building complexes.  Thankfully, Keith hasn’t babied me at all, so we’ve moved along pretty quickly.  In the fall, I drove from Gibsonia to Monroeville on the turnpike and was mildly traumatized.  All of my driving had been in the 30-45mph range so having to go that fast for that long really flustered me.

I didn’t get back into the driver’s seat until spring.

We’ve amped up my driving though as my permit expires in June.  I will get it renewed, but I 100% have to have my license by the end of August.

I start classes then and while I could take the bus to work and then the bus to class, coming back from class would take probably 2 hours and 2 busses and then I would still have to be picked up by Keith.  Which, if I had to do it, would be better than nothing, but I can’t be dependent upon him always being home.  (The boy likes basketball.)

So with August as my end-goal, I’ve done more than just drive to the grocery store.  A few weeks ago I drove from the Monroeville Mall to the Waterfront.  I had never been on the parkway before or through a tunnel or across a bridge.  I was insanely nervous, but I did it.

A week or so later, I drove from Canonsburg to Monroeville.  The farthest I’ve driven to date, multiple tunnels, multiple merges, and I did it.  I feel like that was the drive I was working up to, as my mom lives in Canonsburg, and I am very proud that I did it.  I also realized an hour after I got home that I didn’t wear my glasses at all.  (Whoops!)

According to Keith, my two issues are that I am entirely too nervous (I can’t help it! Cars are scary!) and that I sometimes take to long to make decisions (which I think will just take practice.)  He said aside from those two things and parking, he thinks I should be able to pass my test.

So today we headed out for my first actual parking lesson.  Typically, when I drive I park far away so that I’m not next to anyone.  At home, our parking lot is smaller, so that’s not always possible, so it takes me forever and a day to park.

We drove up to Gateway High School, trying to see if they had a parallel parking thing (which I don’t think they did?) and came across a giant empty lot.  Deciding that was good enough, the lesson began.  At first I would just pick a spot and pull into it.  After a few times, it got so I wasn’t crashing into the imaginary cars next to me and was able to do it pretty smoothly.  I excitedly asked if I could drive around the school to look for the parallel parking thing, but Keith said he had one more thing to show me.

He then told me to back into a spot.  Which didn’t end well.  I straightened out and it wasn’t too bad.  Then I tried again with some success, but then I started getting flustered and messing up horribly.  For whatever reason, it takes me entirely too long to realize which way I need to turn the wheel when I back up.  This is SO FRUSTRATING, because whichever way I pick ends up being the wrong way.  Sitting here now, I can see it in my mind, but something about being behind the wheel gets me all discombobulated.

I may have cried a little in the parking lot, and then Keith showed me a real method as opposed to the messing up and correcting I was trying to do.  So we did that for a little bit more and I improved some.  I think I need a few more tries before I’m completely comfortable doing that and need to find somewhere to practice parallel parking.  Looking back now, I realize I wasn’t even the tiniest bit nervous driving home from the school (which while only a 5 minute drive is huge!)  This August driver’s license actually may just happen.

Picture was taken 2 months ago, but I still think it’s the hardest part of parking, figuring out how far in you are.  Good thing Keith’s car is short so I wasn’t sticking out.