Remember When We Were Young?

So remember that class where I missed 2% because of Community? Hah Hah, funny story...

So yeah, not only did I miss that 2%, I also completely put that class on the backburner, thinking to catch up to it... when I felt like it. Let me tell you, that's always a completely BAD idea, especially when you'll never feel like Women's Poetry. That just doesn't happen.

Anyway, I realized last week that I had a midterm THIS week on that class. I completely freaked out on myself and did five weeks of reading in one week. It was the most intense week. You must see my agenda, it is finally defaced and has WORK in it.

And because this blog post was not just a pity party about my work but to showcase my pretty agenda, I shall do that now:

LOOK AT THE PRETTY COLOUUURS!

Before:

Notice how my Reading Week is empty? Don't Procrastinate!

After:

 

Btw, I adore post-it notes. Absolutely *adore* them. Nothing makes me happier than books, movies and stationary. And food.

Shark Attack!

You know that terrible dreading moment I was having a week ago?

And that awful feeling where I forgot to do my school work?

Yup, Premonition. It happened, but at least I found out before it was too late. I was babysitting last night and the mother of the kids I was babysitting goes to the same school and takes an online course with me. She mentioned offhandedly after she got home at 9:30 last night that she just finished a paper for that class that was due in TWO days. I stared stupidly at her for like 40 seconds before I responded with an "Oh yeah, that paper?" and managed to fib my way through the conversation. Trying to appear as if I wasn't a total idiot who didn't look at the class syllabus.

In my defense I did look at the class syllabus but the assignment was scheduled on the syllabus so that it appeared to be weeks after the date Feb 15 when in fact it said Feb 2nd, appearing in a later slot in the table. I totally kicked myself for not reading it properly.

But at least now I am back in the school mode frame of mind. Thank goodness! My inactivity and wandering has been driving me nuts. I think I need stress like this sometimes to kick me into action.

I'm stressed but at least I'm a little more organized now. Phew?

The Day of the Triffids

If plants did end up becoming sentient and murderous like they did in "Triffids".... I am totally going to be the first to die.

I just drowned my plants and its surrounding areas! I really don't know why I can take such a simple task of watering plants and fail so many times.

I'm getting plastic plants in the future. Plastic Cactus plants. Just in case.

Uneasy

She frightens me because she thinks she's right.

and I'm afraid that she's wrong

and I don't know how to tell her that.

It sometimes makes me sick inside.

Third time's the charm

This is my second time watering my plants with hot water.

*Second time*!

They say it's okay to make mistakes as long as you're not repeating them, but I think I'm a bit slow on the uptake.

I was even extra careful to note that I should water my plants with *cold* water, repeating the directions in my head (yes, I need directions on watering plants). Still, I failed.

I actually even noticed while watering one of the plants that the water sprinkler felt a little warm. Being me, I automatically thought that I was:

a) extremely warm-hearted, warm-natured and therefore was lending this magical warm power into the plants

b) that the water jug was magical.

I kid you not. I need to grow up and use my brain.