My Statistics professor is a not-so-great teacher. But what he does best is cracking some weird jokes. It's funnier cus he has an accent.
Today he said, "In the midterm, there's going to be chapter four, five and six. Not like the syllabus (1-6) because I'm afraid some students will commit suicide and this and that."
LOOOOL! I don't think 6 chapters will cause someone to commit suicide!
Monday, February 28, 2011
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Quote of the Day
"I had two bananas tomorrow." - Ev.
LOL I'm gonna start writing down quotes of the day in my handy dandy booklet thing. I'm excited for more! :)
LOL I'm gonna start writing down quotes of the day in my handy dandy booklet thing. I'm excited for more! :)
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The Harsh Truth
Mom: Do I look fat in this?
Dad: Are you fat?
Mom: Yes... I am fat. D:
Dad: Then if you're fat, you'll look fat in anything you wear.
LOL. My dad is so funny. I don't even think he looked at what my mom was wearing. But my mom isn't even fat. She just has a little gut... which, for women her age, is normal.
Mom: I need to lose weight. :(
Dad: Are you fat?
Mom: Yes... I am fat. D:
Dad: Then if you're fat, you'll look fat in anything you wear.
LOL. My dad is so funny. I don't even think he looked at what my mom was wearing. But my mom isn't even fat. She just has a little gut... which, for women her age, is normal.
Mom: I need to lose weight. :(
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Interesting?
Don't you just hate it when you're having an introduction with a buncha new people, and they tell you to state your name, age (or grade), and an interesting thing about you. The thing that bugs me is the "interesting thing". How can I possibly come up with something interesting about me all of a sudden.
So this happened in my psychology class. Good thing we had to put it on paper. I wrote: I have a brown thing in my left eye. LOL. That's interesting enough I thought.
But, today, I had to tell a big group. I can't say that there was some shit in my eye because I knew they would immediately (well, at least the people next to me) would try to look at my left eye. And they would think I have a disease. Many people said where they're from so I decided to do so too.
"Hi, My name is Daisy, I'm a sophomore and I live in Ridgewood."
Besides Wilson saying "WOoo" Softly. It was silent. LOL no one knew where Ridgewood was. But I didn't say anything after. They moved on.
SIGH. I need to think of a default "interesting" thing about me for future use... so that it won't end out as awkward as it was today!
So this happened in my psychology class. Good thing we had to put it on paper. I wrote: I have a brown thing in my left eye. LOL. That's interesting enough I thought.
But, today, I had to tell a big group. I can't say that there was some shit in my eye because I knew they would immediately (well, at least the people next to me) would try to look at my left eye. And they would think I have a disease. Many people said where they're from so I decided to do so too.
"Hi, My name is Daisy, I'm a sophomore and I live in Ridgewood."
Besides Wilson saying "WOoo" Softly. It was silent. LOL no one knew where Ridgewood was. But I didn't say anything after. They moved on.
SIGH. I need to think of a default "interesting" thing about me for future use... so that it won't end out as awkward as it was today!
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Pre-Chinese New Year
So, Chinese New Year is tomorrow! February 3rd. It's quite early this year. But it's also quite messy out there. Today was one of the worst days ever... so I'm going to rant about a series of unfortunate events that happened.
Today I planned to wake up at 6 to read my textbook before my 9:30 class. My alarm didn't go off. My dad woke me up at 7 (fortunately) and I had to get ready to leave the house. When I went outside. It was horrible weather. Slush on the floor, rain, ice, all those on top of the leftover snow too. Gross. So I had to walk real slow and cautiously to the train station. I thought I was gonna make it to class on time cus I got off 14 st. Union Square at 9:10ish. Thinking I was going to get to school in 5 minutes, I saw a crowd of people standing at the staircase waiting to get down to the 6 train. I walked closer. There was a mob. Like seriously, no space left down there for people to stand. And it was hard for people exiting the train to go up. Apparently, there was a fire on the Brooklyn Bridge and there was a sick passenger on some 50th street. Insanity. I arrived to class late 10 minutes. Good thing I got on the 3rd train that came. But I was still late, so I lose a point.
Okay, after that. Not too many bad things happened to me, but I came home at around 6:30 and my dad asked me why I took so long. Why was he mad? I get off at 5:30. It's normal to come home at 6:30. But I found out that they had a carazy day too.
- Basement flooded with 2 inches of water.
- Roof leaked to 3rd floor, 3rd floor leaked down to us (2nd floor) and it continued to leak down to the 1st floor. My dad had to fix that thing and he was CARAZY ANGRY. 'Cause it wasn't just one flight.
- Street was filled with snow and sleet, so he had to shovel.
- Inspectors came to check our radiators 'cause our dickface neighbor complained about paint coming off of the radiator.
After all this, they had to go to Brooklyn to pick up a roast pig for Chinese New Year. They had to do all these traditional incense-burning and money burning stuff. Finally, they got to the cooking at 7:30. I had to help cook, help clean up, everythangg! IT WAS JUST A HECTIC DAY. I've been sleeping late this whole week since my cousins came from Venezuela. I have to help out with things, even if I have homework. As soon as I get back into my room, they call my name once more. Can't wait till this carazy week is over.
Today I planned to wake up at 6 to read my textbook before my 9:30 class. My alarm didn't go off. My dad woke me up at 7 (fortunately) and I had to get ready to leave the house. When I went outside. It was horrible weather. Slush on the floor, rain, ice, all those on top of the leftover snow too. Gross. So I had to walk real slow and cautiously to the train station. I thought I was gonna make it to class on time cus I got off 14 st. Union Square at 9:10ish. Thinking I was going to get to school in 5 minutes, I saw a crowd of people standing at the staircase waiting to get down to the 6 train. I walked closer. There was a mob. Like seriously, no space left down there for people to stand. And it was hard for people exiting the train to go up. Apparently, there was a fire on the Brooklyn Bridge and there was a sick passenger on some 50th street. Insanity. I arrived to class late 10 minutes. Good thing I got on the 3rd train that came. But I was still late, so I lose a point.
Okay, after that. Not too many bad things happened to me, but I came home at around 6:30 and my dad asked me why I took so long. Why was he mad? I get off at 5:30. It's normal to come home at 6:30. But I found out that they had a carazy day too.
- Basement flooded with 2 inches of water.
- Roof leaked to 3rd floor, 3rd floor leaked down to us (2nd floor) and it continued to leak down to the 1st floor. My dad had to fix that thing and he was CARAZY ANGRY. 'Cause it wasn't just one flight.
- Street was filled with snow and sleet, so he had to shovel.
- Inspectors came to check our radiators 'cause our dickface neighbor complained about paint coming off of the radiator.
After all this, they had to go to Brooklyn to pick up a roast pig for Chinese New Year. They had to do all these traditional incense-burning and money burning stuff. Finally, they got to the cooking at 7:30. I had to help cook, help clean up, everythangg! IT WAS JUST A HECTIC DAY. I've been sleeping late this whole week since my cousins came from Venezuela. I have to help out with things, even if I have homework. As soon as I get back into my room, they call my name once more. Can't wait till this carazy week is over.
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