Survived The Plague, Floated The Flood, Just Peaked our Heads Above The Mud...

Hell.

This semester was hell.

And I'm honestly not sure how I made it through.

But it is over. And the weight I thought I would feel be lifted off my shoulders never happened. I never felt that sigh of relief once everything was done. And that made me very sad. I was expecting some grand feeling, and it was extremely anti-climactic. Since Thanksgiving I wrote 5 papers (a total of about 70 pages) took 3 finals, and graded about 30 outlines. Two weeks for all of that. And in 48 hours time (From Monday at about 10PM until Wednesday at around 5PM I wrote 28 of those pages and took 2 of those exams). And it definately wasn't because I waited and procrastinated and screwed around until the very last minute. Nope, just had to do the projects in order of due date, and it left me writing papers the day they were due. I do not suggest EVER taking 4 grad classes and teaching two classes simultaneously. It will drive you into the ground and cut you off from the rest of humanity. However... I get to coast (at least in comparison) this last semester. So yay.

So, this boy, we'll call him Bo, who showed interest in me before my birthday, and then as soon as my birthday came around went into social hiding, well he came out of his shell this past week. And was flirting with me hardcore right before our final on Tuesday and then again at the bar afterwards. And when he was supposed to come out Thursday (and didn't show up, Thank God! cause I was obliterated and acting like a damned fool) I decided that it was my duty as a dumb drunkard to call him as many times as possible to see where the hell he was.

[the great thing about this photo is that A) we're singing "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch" and B) I didn't remember even doing this until the photo was tagged on Facebook... a full bottle of Riesling and 2 concoctions of whatever Darrel was making. Notice nice $140 BCBG lowcut blouse with back zipper access]

Well, skipping all of the embarassing details of the night that I don't really remember, he never showed. And being a bit upset at this (since I had worn a lowcut shirt and done my hair and makeup all special (like a stupid girl)) I proceeded to put an away message up on AIM saying how stupid I felt and how I had gone to such lengths to impress a boy that never even showed up...

yeah, I'm an idiot, I know this. Well, of course I did that so he would see it, and of course, he did! And promptly left me a message asking if the message was in reference to him and if so he was extremely sorry...

So, of course, I was mortified when he called me the next day and I tried to apologize. So yeah, I'm a bit nervous about said boy-o... I think he likes me, but I'm afraid he's bi-polar with the way he acted for about a month (okay, not literally bipolar... but honestly, who wants a guy who plays the hokey pokey?!).

So anyway, stupid boys aside... the semester was alright, it was a shit load of work, but I think its going to end up alright. I should be in the running for a 4.0. We'll see if I did as shitty on my finals as me thinks I possibly could have. Oh... and yes, I am on ratemyprofessor.com... have a look see!

http://www.ratemyprofessors.com/SelectTeacher.jsp?the_dept=Communication&sid=200&orderby=TLName&letter=P

... It's Not The End There Is More Show, We've Got About Fifteen Minutes To Go.

Let Your Eyes Girl, Be Other Worldly...

Let us recap September:

-I went to the most BORING wedding ever... nothing says "I Do" like a dry wedding reception where everyone leaves by 8:00 pm.
-Hung out with Bryan while he was home for this wedding.
-Went and saw grams a few times and fed her at lunch.
-I took the GRE on September 11th.
-I got an unsolicited apology from the boy-o.
-I sang my heart out every Thursday night at the Cabin. Apparently singing mostly Fiona Apple means I'm an angry panda... its not my fault all of the sad/angry songs are the only ones in my range.
-September was uncommonly hot. (thank God it immediately got cold on Oct. 1st... no kidding)
-I spent an amazingly horrible weekend at Purdue. Indiana could quite possibly be the most dull state ever. West Lafayette wasn't too bad. Cute little place situated around an enormous campus. I was late for my 3 meetings about the PhD program because the secretary there told me they were an hour behind us (not the truth). Then I spent an hour trying to find the building because apparently no one that works there knows where the liberal arts building is. So, I walked around with two married professor's while they ran errands around campus and chatted about the program. Then, my group decided that they didn't want to attend much of the Org. Comm conference, so I sat in a hotel room and watched CNN for the majority of the weekend. That weekend was about as useful as a poopy flavored lollipop.
-Got my GRE scores back. Lets just say the only part I should have done well on was the worst part. I apparently am incompetant at writing. I did famously on the math and verbal. I still cant believe I did so poorly on the writing. It almost boggles my mind.
-Celebrated my mom's and aunt's birthday at my siblings on the way home from Purdue.
-Some days I love teaching. Some days I want to ring my students throats for being so F'ing dumb.
-A lot of people are pushing me in the direction of a cute boy in the program. What are the chances of dating two guys named "Bo" in one's lifetime? Honestly, are there really that many guys named Bo?
-Took said cute boy home from the bar the other night (because he rides his bike) and got a handshake. Thats right ladies and gents. A handshake. Nothing like a handshake to kill a girl's self esteem.
-I have a thesis advisor finally! YAY! Wendy Papa is going to help me do my quantitative research on the "Effects of the death of a family member on college achievement" with an intervening variable of social support. So yay for progress on this project.
-Went to Uncle John's Cider Mill on Friday evening with some of the Comm grad students. Good times in the cider mill, winery (complimentary wine tasting... awesome!), and corn maze.
-Went and saw Clinton Kelly from TLC's "What Not To Wear" yesterday at Macy's in Novi. He's pretty "Freakin' Fabulous" which is apparently the title of his unreleased book. Might have to check that out.

Stay tuned for an update after this week... It's going to be a crazy one with the Birthday on Saturday. And yes, of course I've got three days of celebration already planned out. Come on now, its me. Would you expect anything less?


... Count Your Blessings, Seduce A Stranger.