$#*(#)@*!(# Moron

Are you a girl? Okay, even if you're not, you can think about this in terms of if you were a girl, or if this was your sister or girlfriend or something.
Some dude graduated from some other uni and is now working. He might be some regular guy, he might be some creep, or he might be an all out nutjob. You have no idea. He contacts the people in your (or your sister's/gf's) university society saying that he used to be part of the same thing in his uni and is interested in just staying active in the field and would like to join their meetings. Fine. But none of you or your other members have met this dude before.
One fine day, you're all planning some activity. It's out of town. In areas you're unfamiliar with. Now this activity that was being planned that's outside regular scheduled meeting times..oh you're the vice chair btw...now this activity...you didn't know about it. The chairman decided on it without telling you, let alone consulting you. And now tells you we're going and if you don't go, despite the fact that we all know you've got a prior engagement at those times, that's just you skipping yet another activity. Oh but if you don't come, that's just you skipping meetings. But wait! The chairman who failed to even keep you in the loop has a brilliant solution! That dude you all don't know wants to come along! He'll be joining them late..possibly at a time that might accommodate your prior engagement. Why I arrange for you to come with him? He can pick you up. It'll just be the two of you. All the way across the bridge and another half hour of driving in parts of town you don't know to the middle of nowhere.
=.=

Marketing

Sigh. So much for trying to lose all that weight. I've been feeling good about myself that I've finally lost some weight and my clothes are back to fitting me properly. I'm not keeping up with as much exercise now that I'm bogged down with so many classes and so much studying to do. But I'm making sure I don't put back on what I've only just lost.

But yesterday, I got the rudest smack in tha face. My student's Mum told me that I look like I've put on weight. WTH?! Here I am so happy that I've just lost some more weight and she's telling me I look fat?! Then it all came out. The reason I sometimes dislike marketers. That would be the sometimes when they try to seel you things you don't really need.

She'd just started working with one of those healthcare/wellness/Chinese medicine whatever companies. The last time we spoke at length, she was trying to tell me that I should buy whatever Chinese medicine and herbs or whatever through her or something. I suppose the blank look on my face while she rattled off all the names gave away the fact that I'm not into that stuff. Now she tells me my tummy looks bloated and is trying to sell me all those enzyme thingies and detox whatevers. Eww. While the idea of all that detox stuff is nice, I just don't quite feel all that comfortable with taking all these additional things of which I haven't quite been convinced are safe let alone beneficial.

uncertainty uncertainty

I hate it when there are so many decisions to make concurrently. And each decision is somehow dependent on the other. Like imagine those super complicated flow charts with yes go this way and no go the other way and they're all interconnected and...urgh...

Invade personal space much?

Seriously, what is with all these scary people out there these days?
About a week ago, as I was rushing to my violin class, I was stopped by this Korean woman who asked me if I had a religion. (That doesn't sound quite right. How do you ask people that? I'm just repeating what she said but I don't think that's the way to ask someone what their religion is.) I already guessed but her second question confirmed it for me. "Do you go to church?" Well, I thought after 12 years of going to Christian schools I totally knew how to handle this. "Yes." And then I started to walk away. But she wouldn't leave me alone.
Her: Do you read the bible?
Me: Yes. (Really, this isn't entirely untrue.)
Her: Then you know this....
and she opens her book to some verse from the bible and proceeds to quiz me on the meaning of it and whatnot. [Insert ironic expletive here]
Really, she was so insanely persistent. What is this evangelist doing trying to convert someone who supposedly already goes to church?! So I pretend I can't understand her and try to walk away. Which is when this other guy who has been standing by the whole time then asks me to give them my phone number. Yeah. Right. Seriously, don't people know when to stop? Btw, no I'm not against people who are very supportive of their religion. Just don't like people who try to shove it down my throat.

Recently, some creepy dude has been writing seriously creepy stuff on my bff's blog. Like seriously. He claims to be someone we went to school with. And that he's one of her exes. I was there. She had no ex by that name. And definitely none with that level of grammar. Creep. *shudder*

Week 2

Okay this is up a bit late. But all the same. I guess I'm getting a little more accustomed to my now pretty hectic schedule. Then again it could be because MY MAN IS BACK! It does make things seem a lot better. He's been awesome and the fact that he went to such lengths to surprise me when he got back early was just...*swoon* However, there's this annoying little fly buzzing around my ear (ok, translate: annoying girl sort of fb stalking him) that's giving me that feeling in my gut. I admit, it hasn't gotten to the point where I can make a proper claim. But seriously. What do girls do when our feminine intuition tells us something but if we were to tell our male counterparts so early on before their inferior (at such things) radars pick anything up, they'll probably think we're psycho, possessive, mean, insecure, etc. etc.? Grrr =.= I just wanna bitchslap that girl and tell her to bugger off.
Another feeling in my gut: my work is going to be like a 10 car pileup if I don't stop obsessing over such things and get back to work. Ok, more like get started on work.
Nerdying it is.

Week 1

Omg..It's only the end of my first week of semester and already I feel EXHAUSTED. Maximum number of units is 2o. At first I already thought that 18 was a bit much especially for my final year. But as of yesterday, I am taking 20 units. Why? I have to grab the opportunity that we've finally managed to round up 5 people who want to take level 3 German. Agh. And I've just read an email from our lecturer quite happily telling us that now that we're in level 3, it's high time all communication be in German.
So, now that holidays are over, how have I fared as far as my whole losing weight during the holidays thing goes? I lost a little over 2kg and my cargo pants finally fit again without any unsightly VPL. I'm pretty sure I still could use some more weight loss. Hopefully belly dancing and swimming will help keep the weight off and help me lose more weight. And hopefully all that stress that I'm already beginning to feel won't undo all the good working out does.

Changing-growing-joining the herd?

In any relationship, be it with family, friends or your significant other; some kind of compromise is always required. Putting up with parents, cutting your friends some slack or trying to plase and get along better with your boyfriend or girlfriend. So where are the lines between growing as a person, being amiable, allowing someone to change you for the better or just plain giving up too much of who you really are just for them?
When it recently became apparent how much of a goody-two-shoes a friend's man really is, I think I felt enough outrage for both my friend and I combined. It wasn't so much that he was a goody-two-shoes himself but more that he seemed to be forcing one of my partners in crime into becoming a super holy goody-two-shoes, too, without seeming to consider that he should probably be the one who needs to loosen up a wee bit. I mean seriously, I know I sound a bit idealistic when I say this but come on, not every single bit of physical contact/excitement/show of affection is a slippery slope to erm...morally questionable acts. The other thing that worried me was that my friend seemed all too happy to be someone far more repressed than she really is just to conform with what Mr. GTS wants. It worried me that she seems to be becoming one of those people who make the whole world seem perfect and have picture perfect families (we all know how that usually turns out on tv) and one day I might not even hear of her troubles, regardless of how minute, let alone be there to help her anymore. Now that is a slippery slope that scares me.
But the more I thought about it, the more I wondered. Was I, in fact, the one holding her back from growing as a person? So what if she wanted to shed a bit of her wilder side? But then again, I still very much felt a little alarmed by how easy it seemed for her to morph into what Mr. GTS felt was more appropriate. Is it too simplistic to think that well, if you find someone inappropriate, then they're not the appropriate one for you?
I still can't figure it out. Am I being the concerned friend or am I being the one who isn't allowing her friend to grow? I'm still trying to keep an open mind about it and see it both ways. And the scariest bit is what if this is exactly what happens everytime my man and I get into a huge fight when he's 'done wrong' according to me or when he diplomatically tells me that something I do bothers him?