Okay, this is what I think of statistics:



In my defense, the teacher reminded me of Robert Picardo.  Okay, not such a great excuse for not doing well in the class but he did remind me of him.  It was mostly in the voice though.  IDK.

I'm just so over math.  I'm haunted by those calculus courses I took in community college.  I like the algebra-like math when it wasn't so complicated.

But this does give me a opportunity to post pictures from that one time in 2009 when Robert Picardo came to my old middle school (that was down the street from me, literally).

As well as John de Lancie.  I know, that was a long time ago, but I realized that I haven't posted the pictures yet so deal.  (I don't mean to be so short-tempered.  Or sound it online.  I only get this way when I'm exhausted...)

Actually, there's a lot of pictures I haven't posted.  And they're mostly from conventions I've went to in the past.  Don't know when I'm going to get around to posting those.

( Pictures from 2009 )

Okay, this is what I think of statistics:



In my defense, the teacher reminded me of Robert Picardo.  Okay, not such a great excuse for not doing well in the class but he did remind me of him.  It was mostly in the voice though.  IDK.

I'm just so over math.  I'm haunted by those calculus courses I took in community college.  I like the algebra-like math when it wasn't so complicated.

But this does give me a opportunity to post pictures from that one time in 2009 when Robert Picardo came to my old middle school (that was down the street from me, literally).

As well as John de Lancie.  I know, that was a long time ago, but I realized that I haven't posted the pictures yet so deal.  (I don't mean to be so short-tempered.  Or sound it online.  I only get this way when I'm exhausted...)

Actually, there's a lot of pictures I haven't posted.  And they're mostly from conventions I've went to in the past.  Don't know when I'm going to get around to posting those.

( Pictures from 2009 )

So I've just been living under a rock, as far as Livejournal-ing is concerned.  I mean I browsed my friend's list and everything and still read, but as far as writing an entry was concerned, no.

Life for me has been busy.  Last month.  I'm thinking May will be easy-going (thank God!) than April (a.k.a. month of sleep deprivation).  I am just so happy the musical is finally over.  Now I have my life back.

And Tuesday nights back as well.  And Saturday nights.  And after this Sunday morning, chapel choir will be over, so I'll have Sunday afternoons back.

(And I got a D on my last math test, damn it.  There was material on there that the teacher covered on the day I skipped class.  And that material made up the bulk of the test and me=not knowing it=fail.  Although there are two more tests left in the class and more homework to be turned in so I think I can still get an A in the class *crosses fingers*

*also decides to kill calculus, stabbing it in the back in an 'Et tu, Brute?' sort of way*)

Because calculus is simply driving me crazy.  I liked pre-calc more.  Calculus is too...calculus-y.  And derivative-y.  ('y' being pronounced as 'e', not 'y'.)

I have so many episodes of Dollhouse I need to give my thoughts on.  I'll probably do that this Saturday/Friday.  (OMG Friday :( Dollhouse season finale.  And it better be season, not series.  Seriously.  I have grown attatched to the show and I'll really be sad if it gets cancelled.)

I haven't seen HIMYM in AGES.  Wow.  I'll probably watch the season finale to see what happens with Barney and everyone, but any other episode I'll catch up via DVD.  I'll also catch up with Castle via DVD, some NCIS episodes via DVD, and...other shows via DVD.

(The shows that I currently watch live are NCIS, Deadliest Catch, and Dollhouse :/ I think that says something about me, though I'm not sure what...)

Last Friday I checked out some books from the college library for the first time.  This was my thought after walked away with four books (three for research for an essay for my anthrpology class; 1 for fun.  Yes, reading Daily Life in Chaucer's England I consider fun reading): "Wow, I feel like a real college student."

Yeah, I actually thought that.  But seriously though, they didn't kill me for checking out books!...not that I thought that was going to happen to me, but I thought they wouldn't let me check out books or my ID card wouldn't scan or something bad would happen that would prevent me from checking out books.

I am the world's worst person-who-thinks-that-something-bad-will-always-happen sort of person.  I always just worry about everything and always think that something bad will happen in situation or something.

Lately I've been buying all these books that were recommended if one liked The Dresden Files series--they will be referred to as 'recommendation books', because I bought them on recommendation--and I was planing on reading them.  Then my mom decided to read them :/ I'm also the world's worst materialistic person; if I buy something with my own money, it's mine.  And I want possession of it.  I'm okay with it if my mom reads the books first, but the...the thing that gets creased is getting creased first not by me :( I miss creasing the book first.  (Is it called the binding or something?)

(I am also the world's worst owner of books--The Three Musketeers is falling apart and I need a new copy; Storm Front is...loved too much, and so I bought the first three books of The Dresden Files again.

Just for the free poster :D but because they're also the cool Chris McGrath covers and the first book was getting really...old, for lack of better term.)

At least I have enough books to last me for the next five years.  I have so many I need to read it's not funny...

Okay, onto math homework!  Or reading and sleeping.

And speaking of books, as an afterthought, my mom hasn't even finished Turn Coat, the 11th Dresden Files book.  She doesn't want to finish it.  'Cause she's afraid Thomas will turn evil at the end.  *sigh* eventually I need to read it and eventually she'll have to finish it, so I think she's just reading the recommendation books I bought to not finish Turn Coat.

(And what's more, she's liking the recommendation books.  Yesterday I went out to buy a sequel to a first novel she had finished in one day.  Another thing I want: summer.  Time off to read.  Of course, when I read, I like taking my time.  She just speeds through the books.)