University of Piss Me Off

University could either be a wonderful experience...or it could be a bad experience. But what makes it a good experience? Studying what you're passionate about and wonderful professors. Through out my four year university study, I have only known a few university professors who are passionate educators. And by passionate, I mean they love their job and they want nothing but to see their students succeed. After all, their student's success is a reflection of their professor.

Sadly, there are some professors who are not passionate about their jobs. All they care about is their high and mighty position as God's gift to the academic world. And they almost alway forgot one thing: they they were once students too. You would think that they would understand what their students are going through (a heavy course load, stress, etc) However, I get the impression that they think that the world revolves around them and their course.

These "Sad" professors just bother me. When they believe that the world revolves around them they really do think that they're the hot shit. But wake up! YOUR WORLD REVOLVES AROUND YOUR STUDENTS! That is why they are educators, no?

Recently, like 15 minutes ago, I had gotten an email response from a professor about an independent study inquiry. I was professional in my email, but according to her unclear. Her response: RUDE! I'm not exaggerating! Her response, "Since I have no idea WHO you are or what you are majoring in, the answer is no! :-)" Seriously?! Lets break this down:

1)She doesn't even say, "Hello".

2)"Since I have no idea WHO you are..." WTF?! How about you ask you cunt! And what's up with capitalizing "WHO"?

3)"...the answer is no!"...well fuck you too! You are so rude!

4)":-)" Okay, from that emotion alone along with your rude response just implies that you're crazy!.

How unprofessional is that eh? Did these professors actually go to university? How the hell did they get so far in life? Aren't they supposed to be setting good examples in life?

My response, was very professional. I had informed of WHO I was and apologized for not providing her with the vital information of WHO I was. Thanked kindly told her that all I wanted to know was if she was available. Then I wished her all the best.

Geesh, she must be hungry...and obviously single!

Food is a good substitute for friends

Ever had one of those day where you've felt like you've had enough of everything and everyone? I believe the correct term is "Blah days." You've just had enough of all the crap going on and you feel so lonely and unloved. So what do you do? You turn to your friends for comfort. So there you are, giving them a ring-a-ding on the mobile (I said this out loud with a British accent...hehe) and NO ONE PICKS UP! Now you feel you've been trapped within a dark whole where your friends can't hear you and therefore will not be getting any TLC!

Bu you know what? Its all good. I know someone else who will always pick the phone when I call them...Pizza Pizza! Yummy!

Dreaming Of Love

Day dream about love.

Day dream about someone loving you.

Day dream every day,

About that feeling of love,

And about being in love.

Day dream about being loved.

Now wake up...

That's right you're still single!

Sucka...

I Just Got My Nails Did

I like having pretty nails. Dirty and unmanicured nails are ugly. If I saw that you had ugly nails I would immediately judge you! Haha, well I wouldn't be too harsh on you.

Why do I do my nails? Some may claim that it is because I'm a woman. Women should always strive to look good, no matter what. While I was in Jordan digging through earth and somehow living with my big and curly hair all out and scaring the local folk, I was determined to never falter in my physical appearance. My nails were always polished (clear), make up always done, hair somewhat under control (the absence of my flat iron caused grief of epic proportions) and I dressed pretty well considering the circumstances I was in.

But the question remains, why? I do it because for the simple fact that I like looking good as a person. And you know what, people do judge you on your appearance. When someone comes across someone looking shabby, they will definitely not look or even think of them the same way as when they come across a well maintained individual. That maintained person receives more respect, more attention and is more approachable.

Is this my shallowness speaking? Because if it is, I'm the last person on earth who is allowed to be shallow...its not like I have a smoking hot bod. But you know what, I have a pair of smoking hot nails! I'd rather re due my nails than catch my bus on time in the morning. Pft I wouldn't be caught dead on the bus with crap ass nails!