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It's been an incredibly long and frustrating weekend.
But more on that later. My week back hasn't been too bad, I guess. Nothing terribly eventful happened. Monday was pretty normal. I wish we could have gotten a day after break to readjust instead of jumping right in to things. Monday night I got set off pretty bad, and wasn't anywhere near recovered by Tuesday morning, so I didn't go to classes that day. By Wednesday I was doing better. Thursday was pretty good overall. I spent a good chunk of the day working with Twist and making him "show ready".
Now on to my long weekend.
This weekend, I set aside Friday to Sunday, all day every day, to work on a history paper. It's 10+ pages about the Space Race. Friday, Dragon Age Girl came over and hung out. I got a decent start on my research, not quite as much as I intended to, but I still had Saturday and Sunday. Friday night I spent a little time playing Ether One, which is a rather intriguing story. It was too late to get inivested in more research, so I figured I would play a little.
Saturday, I went to brunch with Dragon Age Girl. She had projects to do this weekend, as well, so we had planned to grab our stuff and head to the library. Well, when we got back to my apartment there were a whole bunch of people there having a very heated discussion. The way the apartments are set up, there are 4 people and 2 bathrooms. The fourth girl in my apartment has been out sick for this entire semester so far (she has a stomach disorder), and she finally came back. Her mother and 2 younger sisters had come to help her move back in. So, the other two girls who live here are both international students. One of them is really kind and friendly, and seems pretty mature. The other one is very rude, disrespectful when you try to talk to her, and her and her friends trash the kitchen at least twice a week. They never clean up after themselves. The other girl and I only ever use the microwave in there (I'm not risking my health in there, it's rancid... there were week old muffins with bugs living in them in the freaking oven, which was wide open). So when the fourth girl arrived, she and her mother flipped. Due to her condition, she has an very sensitive immune system. Honestly, I don't care how good your immune system is, that kitchen was a risk to everyone and anyone. There were dishes in the sink that have been there for weeks, since before spring break. So the building director called the director of Residence Life who came over, and they both were very awesome about calming everyone down and getting the messy girl (and one of her messy friends who was over and is also guilty) to help clean the kitchen. They really didn't do anything, just bitched and joked to each other in their native language (I'm not fluent, but I studied it and knew enough to get the gist -.-) and pushed dirt around for 10 minutes until the fourth girl's mother got sick of their shit and told them to get out. The rest of us scrubbed it from top to bottom, cleaned the living room, and even borrowed the custodial vacuum (which was AWESOME) to vacuum everywhere. The fourth girl's family didn't leave until 10pm. So I lost all day Saturday to work on my project.
Now we get to today, Sunday. Woke up around 9, ready to buckle down and get shit done, only to find out that, thanks to extreme winds, the internet and phone services were both out on campus and around town. They didn't come back until 9pm, way too late to start on my reasearch. Thanks, Universe. I set aside an entire weekend to do a project and all I get is a giant middle finger.
To top it off, those hours I spent working on getting Twist show ready apparently weren't enough for the riding director. She sent out an email at 6pm (the barn closes at 4pm on weekends, mind you) saying that a whole bunch of horses weren't up to par or whatever and said that we had to fix them and present them to our riding instructors before we are allowed to ride again. Now, before I started Twist, the captain of the Dressage team told me exactly what my riding instructor (the coach for the team) wanted done for him. I did it all and both the captain and barn management said he was good. However, he was on the list that the riding director sent out. I emailed my instructor (the coach of the team) and explained to her that I did what the captain told me to, and I was approved by both her and management. She agreed to meet with me tomorrow between my classes and look him over to see what isn't up to the director's standards, since by the sound of her email she thought he was fine. I'm so annoyed. Not only about having to redo him, but also because the director SHOULD have sent the email out Friday evening after they checked the horses, and not after the barn closes Sunday night telling everyone they need to be done by Monday morning. That is unfair to absolutely everyone. One more reasons everyone wants her kicked from her job. She runs her mouth, disrespects every discipline that isn't hers, acts like she is entitled to whatever she wants (ex: we have one outdoor ring, and she always calls dibs 15 minutes before her lessons so no one else can use it... she has kicked classes out of it before), bad mouths the other staff members/instructors/coaches, and has even bad mouthed students. She is so incredibly unprofessional.
Anyway, that was kind of ranty. I'm in a horrible mood thanks to getting next to nothing done on my paper, even though I set aside ALL WEEKEND to work on it. Add the bullshit of Twist apparently not being good enough. This weekend can kindly go fuck itself.
-N.E.
But more on that later. My week back hasn't been too bad, I guess. Nothing terribly eventful happened. Monday was pretty normal. I wish we could have gotten a day after break to readjust instead of jumping right in to things. Monday night I got set off pretty bad, and wasn't anywhere near recovered by Tuesday morning, so I didn't go to classes that day. By Wednesday I was doing better. Thursday was pretty good overall. I spent a good chunk of the day working with Twist and making him "show ready".
Now on to my long weekend.
This weekend, I set aside Friday to Sunday, all day every day, to work on a history paper. It's 10+ pages about the Space Race. Friday, Dragon Age Girl came over and hung out. I got a decent start on my research, not quite as much as I intended to, but I still had Saturday and Sunday. Friday night I spent a little time playing Ether One, which is a rather intriguing story. It was too late to get inivested in more research, so I figured I would play a little.
Saturday, I went to brunch with Dragon Age Girl. She had projects to do this weekend, as well, so we had planned to grab our stuff and head to the library. Well, when we got back to my apartment there were a whole bunch of people there having a very heated discussion. The way the apartments are set up, there are 4 people and 2 bathrooms. The fourth girl in my apartment has been out sick for this entire semester so far (she has a stomach disorder), and she finally came back. Her mother and 2 younger sisters had come to help her move back in. So, the other two girls who live here are both international students. One of them is really kind and friendly, and seems pretty mature. The other one is very rude, disrespectful when you try to talk to her, and her and her friends trash the kitchen at least twice a week. They never clean up after themselves. The other girl and I only ever use the microwave in there (I'm not risking my health in there, it's rancid... there were week old muffins with bugs living in them in the freaking oven, which was wide open). So when the fourth girl arrived, she and her mother flipped. Due to her condition, she has an very sensitive immune system. Honestly, I don't care how good your immune system is, that kitchen was a risk to everyone and anyone. There were dishes in the sink that have been there for weeks, since before spring break. So the building director called the director of Residence Life who came over, and they both were very awesome about calming everyone down and getting the messy girl (and one of her messy friends who was over and is also guilty) to help clean the kitchen. They really didn't do anything, just bitched and joked to each other in their native language (I'm not fluent, but I studied it and knew enough to get the gist -.-) and pushed dirt around for 10 minutes until the fourth girl's mother got sick of their shit and told them to get out. The rest of us scrubbed it from top to bottom, cleaned the living room, and even borrowed the custodial vacuum (which was AWESOME) to vacuum everywhere. The fourth girl's family didn't leave until 10pm. So I lost all day Saturday to work on my project.
Now we get to today, Sunday. Woke up around 9, ready to buckle down and get shit done, only to find out that, thanks to extreme winds, the internet and phone services were both out on campus and around town. They didn't come back until 9pm, way too late to start on my reasearch. Thanks, Universe. I set aside an entire weekend to do a project and all I get is a giant middle finger.
To top it off, those hours I spent working on getting Twist show ready apparently weren't enough for the riding director. She sent out an email at 6pm (the barn closes at 4pm on weekends, mind you) saying that a whole bunch of horses weren't up to par or whatever and said that we had to fix them and present them to our riding instructors before we are allowed to ride again. Now, before I started Twist, the captain of the Dressage team told me exactly what my riding instructor (the coach for the team) wanted done for him. I did it all and both the captain and barn management said he was good. However, he was on the list that the riding director sent out. I emailed my instructor (the coach of the team) and explained to her that I did what the captain told me to, and I was approved by both her and management. She agreed to meet with me tomorrow between my classes and look him over to see what isn't up to the director's standards, since by the sound of her email she thought he was fine. I'm so annoyed. Not only about having to redo him, but also because the director SHOULD have sent the email out Friday evening after they checked the horses, and not after the barn closes Sunday night telling everyone they need to be done by Monday morning. That is unfair to absolutely everyone. One more reasons everyone wants her kicked from her job. She runs her mouth, disrespects every discipline that isn't hers, acts like she is entitled to whatever she wants (ex: we have one outdoor ring, and she always calls dibs 15 minutes before her lessons so no one else can use it... she has kicked classes out of it before), bad mouths the other staff members/instructors/coaches, and has even bad mouthed students. She is so incredibly unprofessional.
Anyway, that was kind of ranty. I'm in a horrible mood thanks to getting next to nothing done on my paper, even though I set aside ALL WEEKEND to work on it. Add the bullshit of Twist apparently not being good enough. This weekend can kindly go fuck itself.
-N.E.
