My biomechanics professor is very... passionate. He reminds us daily that we aren't good enough college students, and that he is teaching us concepts that we should already know... what? I didn't take biomechanics in high school! bleh. well, I was working on the homework, and the last question was a trick question... The professor's rule is if we ever have any questions or need help we can ask anyone but him.... does that make sense to you? whatever I had another professor help me with the problem and we figured out an answer. We are allowed to work on it in groups, so before class I told about a third of the class how the other professor solved it... (it had to be the right answer right?... wrong!) We corrected it and there was one final step that we didn't do... I could just feel the hostility directed at me from about a third of the class. ugh. I am trying to keep my head down more. Because one point in that class is a big deal. bahhh. I pretty much raced out of that class as fast as I could. Also we got another question wrong becuase when he asked for the answer, none of us spoke up and told him. We paused/choked for a few seconds so he told us that we all got it wrong. Needless to say, I am a little afraid of him, (and about a third of the class).

Anyways... I have one more thing to vent about... I have turned in my graduation papers, but! I also needed to fill in a diploma form. I went to go turn it in and the lady said I needed to pay a fee. Wait wait wait one second. I have been paying this school thousands of dollars each semester, and I have spent two and a half years at their school. I only get one tangible thing in return for all of my hard work... I get a piece of paper. And they are going to make me pay fifteen bucks for a diploma?! are you hackin kidding me? bah!! ridiculous. they won't even pay for a diploma.

Trees, Internships, and Aliens?

It has truly been an uneventful month... wow. .... anyways, I spend every single week day in the PE Building. Many hours have been spent walking to the different classrooms in that building. My whole life is in this building. Then one day, something really strange happened. We had to leave the classroom when a girl started to have a seizure... (that isn't the strange part) and I was just standing in the hall when I saw it... A half dead tree in a pot right next to the classroom door... what? I thought, "I have never seen that hackin tree in my life" This was a good sized tree too... Like taller than me. If you walk to close you get a face full of leaves... How come I have never noticed it before? what the!? (I know it seems I have a lot of issues with trees on campus, after the couple sleeping in the pine tree incident) I walk past this tree at least four times a day! So then I broaden my vision, and find two more trees down the hall!! ah! I am going crazy. Naturally, this is when I ask every stranger around if these trees have always been in the building. They say yes, and their nonverbal communication says, "this girl is a crazy" yep,... and they are absolutely right. I spent the rest of the day puzzled by the "invisible" trees. Those trees still freak me out every time I pass them.
I am trying to get an internship at TOSH in Salt Lake City. They need me to prove that I am a student for liability reasons before they accept my application. (Like so the people won't sue me if they trip in front of me and break their leg.)... what has our culture come to? seriously. But then the school wants the internship to count for credit.... so guess what... I would have to pay tuition. So I would pay SUU.... to work for free... at TOSH. I am paying someone to work for someone else? does that make sense? blast! I need to go talk to them again.
Okay... who doesn't like aliens and slapstick comedy? I recently discovered that the old tv show 3rd Rock from the Sun is on netflix play instant. ahaahahhah! I LOVE it! I have watched five episodes in a row. wow. I am leading quite the exciting life as a single college student... watch out world here I come.