Right now I should be focusing on my homework. There's a lot of it to be done. But here's the stick, the library is chock full of foreigners who insist on talking.*
Why is it so often that when people speak a different language than the majority that they believe they can't be heard? Just because I don't understand you doesn't mean I can't hear you.
Today I think it's Spanish.
Yesterday was Korean. For 2.5 hours! My table in the library was taken over by a whole group of people speaking Korean, most of them girls. It is a nice language to listen to, and they were mostly quiet. But still. We are in the LIBRARY people. Where people need to go for a quiet place to study. As it was, my efforts to cram for my Org Behavior class were mostly in vain. Especially after they started having a picnic of giant wafer rice crackers that smelled like wasabi. Korean Crunch.
*Footnote: it's not only the foreigners that talk. Americans are just as chatting and usually louder.
"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's life." --Mark Twain
Friday, November 19, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Go Elimination
Elimination one: Several days ago I slaughtered my wardrobe. After finally openning my boxes of winter clothes, I decided I needed to eliminate some of the items I have kept since high school. Some may call this rat packing, others may call it thrifty. The truth of the matter: I don't like throwing out that which is still decent ( I still own jeans from 20 lbs ago...) even if it is old, out of fashion, or doesn't fit extremely well. Another truth: I hate spending money. Sometimes I will splurge on things (usually at the grocery store--some vegetables or meat or something such like) but for the most part, I talk myself out of major expenditures (that is if you ignore the jeans I bought last week on the Victoria's Secret site...
Problem however, my dad recently saw a picture of me and apparently thought the dress I was wearing made me look dowdy. This is unnacceptable. Hence: wardrobe massacre. It's going to be a great day at Plato's and the D.I. for several lucky people.
Elimination two: Kristin and I will be Sidney Bristow by Christmas. No garbage eating, and work-outs every day. I feel good about this. It's not a diet. It's a lifestyle adjustment. Hence it will work.
Elimination three: An FHE activity the other day made us speak for 30 seconds without saying "like" "um" "uh" "so" or long pauses. In other words, we practiced speaking like adults. Heretofor :) My roommates and I have decided to make this our model for every day usage. Let me tell you, it is like so difficult to uhhh do this.
Elimination two: Kristin and I will be Sidney Bristow by Christmas. No garbage eating, and work-outs every day. I feel good about this. It's not a diet. It's a lifestyle adjustment. Hence it will work.
Elimination three: An FHE activity the other day made us speak for 30 seconds without saying "like" "um" "uh" "so" or long pauses. In other words, we practiced speaking like adults. Heretofor :) My roommates and I have decided to make this our model for every day usage. Let me tell you, it is like so difficult to uhhh do this.
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