Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Finals!

They are this week. Kinda crazy.

I have 4 classes:
1 Online Final due last Thursday
1 Take home Final due tomorrow (already done)
1 Final Monday (Done)
1 Final Thursday

You're thinking, only one left! Woohoo! But no. That one Final left is in the most hellish time consuming, confusing, getting points off and not knowing why, frustrating class ever. I've failed both of the midterms, 5 points below average on the first and 5 points above average on the second. I'm not sure if this teacher curves the final grade, but I have a feeling that I've heard somewhere that he doesn't. Which would reaaaaally suck.

First off, the class for Fall quarter is already full with a waiting list. Also, two of the classes I'm supposed to be taking in Fall need this class as a prerequisite. So I would have to drop out of those.

Lets just say I'm a little nervous that I'm going to fail this class. Hopefully I wouldn't be held back a year because of that, that would really suck.



I would say wish me luck, but I'm not really sure if that is going to do any good.

My Project

So, I met a guy and we had coffee. It went really well, so we set up another time to hang out. He ended up staying the night that night and we had some to drink. With the drink came more flow of conversation, some about topics that I would never say if I wasn't a bit inebriated. Some of this being about sexual topics. I confessed something that I wouldn't typically say, and he decided that he was going to figure out how to make that happen for me. I was going to be his project.

Now, I'm not really sure how I feel about someone experimenting with me and trying to figure out what works and what doesn't work. I guess that would seem less weird to me if we were in a serious relationship or married or something. But we're not. I wouldn't even say we're dating. We're hanging out. I suppose that under different circumstances, his willingness and desire to figure me out would be romantic or a turn on. But in this situation, it just made me nervous. Maybe I'm just not comfortable enough with him yet. That is very possible. It's possible that after some time I would feel more comfortable, but who knows.



It still feels a bit weird to me just thinking about it.

Thursday, June 2, 2011

So much cute

To any new readers that may have picked up my website from my facebook: please disregard any old posts that have names attached to them that you may recognize. From now on, I will not be using any names so people stay anonymous, whether they know who they are or not. One time is enough for someone telling the guy I was raving about what I was talking about. These are not really serious ravings, but I guess it may look kind of like that. I rave here because there really isn't any other outlet for it. Most of what I say is gotten off my chest and forgotten within a week or so. You have no idea what it feels like when the guy I was raving about 2 weeks before pulls me aside, saying that he was pointed to my blog and he doesn't feel the same way. AWKWARD! Of course, he's not going to believe me when I say that I don't really feel that way anymore... But whatever.


On to more exciting things.


I've seemed to be meeting a ton of really good looking guys lately. Which is troublesome because I am so unbelievably shallow and good looks kind of make me melt. There has been a lot of melting going on. Sometimes I can't help but squeal a little bit when I think about them. I can't help smiling when I see them.

But my flirting is at absolute zero. That is also proving troublesome.

Maybe that's why I haven't really been in a relationship since Josh and I broke up April of 2009. Or maybe I'm incapable of having dancing and relationships in my life at the same time. Or maybe I don't feel like I need a relationship as much when I'm dancing. Sure, I'm always going to want to have an emotional connection with someone, but the need for physical contact is satisfied by dancing. Yay blues! Maybe that's why I like it so much... Haha!


And when there is a cute one that is a dancer... or multiple cute dancers... Heehee


And sigh.



However, you can't always have what you yearn for. Thus is life.