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Friday, March 31, 2006

Brain Implosion: Part 2 - Micro Midterm Right After Meal Event!

And so, my brain has officially imploded, exploded and regenerated fully by this time. Let me tell you, meal for 50 - wow. Pure chaos. Man, no wonder the chefs on those reality shows are always screaming at people and seem unstable. Hell, I'm usually unstable when I'm just trying to prepare dinner for myself! Let alone pull off the "Anti-Oxidize Your Plate" event. But, alls well that ends well. Even with the chaotic kitchen where there spills and thrills, the food was served on time and everyone LOVED it. So, hah! In your faces, you gods of mischief and trouble! I win! AND, I got to wear a cool chef's jacket...


My famous "Shrimp Salad with Mandarins"

So, what, you may ask, happened the next morning for my microbiology midterm? Well, let's just say, I'm damn well glad that I discovered the amazing coffee machine tucked away in a little broom closet. I got coffee - strong and black. No sugar. And it tasted like ass. The kind that screws your face up when you take a sip and you almost choke when you try to swallow it. Yes! That's the one. Almost akin to taking Chinese medicine...well, maybe not. But close. In any case, that liquid tar kept me awake and alert enough to do the best cramming of my life in two and a half hours. Hell yeah!

The it was back to the evil machine to type up an assignment that I literally had to get a perfect mark on. Then, sleep. Oh, the sweet suurender of sleep.....actually doens't come so easy right away! Sucks to that!

Praise the sleeping fairies, lately I have been getting more sleep. Now I'm up to 6 hours a night! Yes! That's like a 50% improvement!! I think...I can't be asked to do simple math yet at this point, the only logic problems I can solve now are knock knock jokes. And only the bad ones.

In any case, back to getting 6 hours of sleep and soon I will be due for another round of pissed off, incoherent blogging. Adieu and good-night...

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Brain Implosion: Part 1 - Meal event

I feel like it's been ages since I last laid some sarcasm on the world. This is only because 4 hours of sleep a night for two weeks makes your brain fuzzy around the edges so I apologize if my words are not as sharp and biting as usual.

School? School, you say? How is it going? HAH! There's my answer for ya. If only I wasn't such a keener...Oh, I want to learn more! Oh, I want to help people eat better! Oh, I LOVE SCHOOL! WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?!!! That's it...send me back to spring break...please!! I'll never complain about spring break again!!

Really, it's this damn meal event. I swear...2 credits? Are you serious?!! This class has GOT to be worth at least 4 credits. I just spent 4 hours going to every grocery store looking for potted basil!!!! This meal event is kinda cool, different from other classes yeah, but holy toledos, is it ever an insane amount of work. I never want to see a potted basil plant again. But, the moment of truth is tomorrow. This is it. Meal service for 50 goes down tomorrow. And why, do you ask, am I here telling you about it when I only have a million and 3 things to go over and plan for tomorrow? My friend, you must have not read my very first blog.....I am a connoisseur of the fine art of procrastination. Especially when I am a tad stressed. How stressed? Well, my brain is in the process of imploding and I haven't stopped screaming yet...even while I am typing this, I am still screaming. Hey, I'm going to make up my own abbreviations. Instead of LOL, I'm SOL.

Alright, this screaming ninny has got to stop screaming long enough to stuff my face with lots of comfort food. You didn't hear this from me....

Part two to come...Brain Implosion: Part 2 - Micro Midterm right after Meal event!

Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Why can't McGill stop pissing me off?!!

Why am I not surprised? I should have expected it all along. Just when I was starting to get over McGill sucking at everything, they have to go and prove me right. But maybe I am getting ahead of myself....

It was announced a little while ago that the McGill rugby team would be holding a fundraiser. Yeah, yeah, not THAT interesting. Well, the fundraiser was to be held at club 281. Yes, people. My rugby boys were going to take it all off in the name of fundraising. They probably weren't going to appear completely in the buff, but that's besides the point. They had gone through the right channels and got the event sanctioned by McGill. And proceeded to sell 400 tickets. The event was slated for this Thursday. Today being Tuesday, McGill has officially announced that any team members that were to participate in this event will face expulsion from the school. Uh huh. WTF?!!!!! In my current emotional state, I cannot clearly state if my anger/frustration/exasperation/disappointment is due to the fact that McGill basically screwed my team over yet AGAIN or if it's because me and my posse of ladies will be denied of throwing loonies at my boys shaking their booties. McGill's excuse? Something about association with strip club....recent pics of semi-naked McGill students at some party...tarnishing image...blah blah blah. Whatever. But it sure was nice of them to wait until the LAST MINUTE even though they had known and given us permission for this fundraiser for so long. ACK! You know, if this was the first time they did something like this to us, it might be forgivable. But this whole screwing the rugby team over thing is not something new.....

Man, I'm so sad.

In any case, I'm running on the same amount of sleep as an insomniac (which basically means - not a hell of a whole lot). So, farewell, goodbye, auf weidersehen and good- night.