Three's a Crowd

Well Here's a New One:

To set the Scene: After a long night of work, Whitney begins counting her money and totaling everything into calculator. Her Boss, R. (new nicknames to protect privacy) and his on and off lady love N. (You know who I'm referring to). sit at a table nearby staring at Whitney. She tries to ignore them, even though they just asked her an inappropriate sexual question, but wasn't prepared for the even more inappropriate question about to come.

R.: "So Whitney, do you want to have a threesome with me and N.?"

Whitney stops typing into the calculator, keeps her head bowed, waiting to hear laughter. It doesn't come. After several long awkward moments she looks up...

Whitney: "umm......Nooooooo"

R: "Well that was quite the long wait, were you thinking about it?"

Whitney: "No, I really wasn't"
Meanwhile, she tries to stop her face from flushing.

R: "Why not? I mean, N. is a really hot girl and I have a pretty cute body myself."

N: "Yeah, and R. has a big dick too."

Whitney: "Ummm, I didn't need to know that."

R: "Well why did you take so long to answer then?"

Whitney: "I was waiting to hear you guys laugh, since I hope your messing with me.....[awkward silence] Can we please change the subject now?"

And indeed, the subject is changed, and while R. and N. did occasionally smile or give a little giggle, they never gave Whitney the impression they were joking.

Never, in the next five minutes, did they say it was a joke, did they laugh at "getting her good", or make any reference to the conversation. Everything went back to normal, like it was never said.

.........And Scene.

True Story.

Here I Go Slacking Again..

...It's not that I haven't had anything to say, I just haven't had any reason to say it.

Current Mood: Ticked off.

Apparently I'm frustrated for no reason. I'm annoyed for every reason.

I'm finished with the bureaucracy of my University, with the hierarchy of majors, with the establishment.

I've loved my experience on campus, I've had a brilliant time. But will I ever be donating my alumni money one day? Highly unlikely.

When I am assured that I actually mean something to this school, that my major is just as important as any other, THEN maybe I will feel differently.

Until then, I'll enjoy my morning meetings in buildings 15 minutes off campus while Business and Engineering majors enjoy relaxing, breakfast catered gatherings.

Until then, I'll patiently wait for my student teaching placement 1 YEAR AND 2 MONTHS after I submitted my application because the university will only pay for one education placement worker.

Until then, I'll figure out why I am paying full tuition to student teach when I've consistently been told by this university that my career choice is unimportant.

Until then, I'll ponder why I can't have a double major in History and Education when I have more than enough hours in each to warrant so.

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Only Talk,
When you no longer care If they're listening

It's a Birthday Weekend!!!!

September 11th

Happy 21st Birthday Luz!!!!!

September 12th

Happy Birthday Nate!!!

September 14th

Happy Birthday Kenna!!!

....and, introducing the newest member of the Apartment #205 Family....

SIMBA!!!

Dear Professor She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, (again)

Wowza. You are really getting a reputation aren't you? Do you really want to be known as a massive, crazy bitch? I guess you do.

I heard that you bitched out one of my fellow History-Secondary Ed. classmates today. You bitched him out, because you are too scared to bitch out all of us at once.

Let me remind you that it is not our fault we have to take your class. Let me remind you, the only reason we got stuck in your class is because there was no other high level sociology class for the education program to stick us in. Let me remind you, that if it were our choice, there is no way in hell we would step foot in your class.

So please don't bitch out my friend. If you think us education kids are too noisy, and you are threatening to either kick us all out of the class or implement a seating chart (like we're in 2nd grade) than at least grow some balls and threaten us all.

Also, how do you ever expect us to take your fuckery of a class seriously when you never, ever, EVER start on time? Throughout my entire time here as an undergrad I've never had a Professor who doesn't start right. on. time. You on the other hand, wait usually ten minutes before beginning lecture. Did you forget we only had fifty minutes? Or do you just really have that little to talk about? Ah yes, probably the latter...I forgot, this is a pointless class.

So please, show some respect for us and we'll show some respect for you.

Good luck on gaining the student's back. You'll need it,
Whitney

P.S. I also believe you should get some help for this "little-man power trip" syndrome you have got going on. I understand I've been calling you Professor when you're really just a graduate student, but that doesn't give you more of an excuse to try and prove how bad ass you are. You're a bitch. Plain and simple.

Sicky Icky, Take Two

Well, I guess I was mistaken about the whole allergy thing.

I've now progressed into having those horribly painful body aches, fever, and chills. Wow, how lucky am I? It appears I have the flu, or maybe the flu and allergies, or maybe a cold and allergies...

Either way, I feel like crap. Who gets sick when it's still practically summer?! Apparently I do. The only good news I see in this is hopefully it will be my only sickness for the semester, and I can get down to business soon. Or not.

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And btw, is anyone else completely sick of hearing about Sarah Palin? She was a horrible choice for John McCain (yes, she's a woman; bravo. no, she really doesn't have any political experience, and I really don't feel comfortable assuming she could be President of the greatest world power if John McCain's old ass kicks the bucket soon). She's also the Cover girl of FOUR gossip magazines this week.

Realllllllly. Well, yea for Republicans! You got yourself a real exciting VP. And yea for Women! Our first major entrance into national politics is filled with scandal. And yea for John McCain! I'm sure you're just loving all the media and tabloid attention.

I guess I shouldn't judge too harshly until I hear her speech tonight. Unfortunately, I probably won't watch because I can't stand to hear anymore about her pregnant daughter, pageant past, and scandalous birth of her last child. I'm so over Republicans. How 2004.

Barack Obama!

Sicky Icky

I feel like crap.

I feel like crap because my allergies are, at this point in time, ruining my life.

I feel like crap because my head is so stuffed up I wish I could stick a tube in my brain to drain it.

I feel like crap because my nose is now raw from blowing it so much.

I feel like crap because everytime I step outside I go into a sneezing fit which will not end for the next fifteen minutes.

I feel like crap because I got no sleep last night, due to my incredibly sore throat.

I feel like crap because I have no energy, therefore have no desire to do my homework, therefore am being a slacking student already in the second week.

I feel like crap because my mouth is either hanging open so I can breathe, thus making me look like an idiot, Or I have to wheeze breathe through my nose.

Ugh! Allergies! GO. AWAY!

My Turn!

What a great birthday weekend I just had! Now, if only it would never end....