Lets talk about things that make Sierra want to gauge her own eyes out with Tetanus laced rusty nails...
1. Computers at USP...there are exactly NOT ENOUGH FREAKING COMPUTERS here at USP. Now I am trying to be understanding about this situation and I understand that I am used to living in the lap of luxury in Canada, but all I ask is for a little intsy bit of common sense when it comes to using these freaking machines. Yesterday I was trying to sign up for a computer for next week (yes I need to sign up a week in advance) and I happen to see that there is only 1 computer left. I politely, courteously, and with a nice smile ask the girl behind me if I can borrow her pen to sign up for a computer. She tells me that she doesn't have a pen, so I lean over the table to ask the girl sitting across from us. Meanwhile the girl behind me grabs the sheet and uses a pen...that she must have forgotten that she had...to sign up for the last computer. GRRRRRRRRRRRRR rage...rage building and building and boiling up inside me.
Part 2 of Computer Rage: Today I am trying to get to a computer to send a quick e-mail (please understand you can only actually use internet between 10-2am the rest of the time you can only access USP e-mail). I am waiting, along with 234897289347 others and what does this freaking girl do...she leaves her computer on and goes outside to chat with her DUMB ASS friend. I know this probably seems perfectly understandable, but all I needed was 5 minutes on the computer and she felt that she could inconvenience all of us patient waiters so she could chatty chat chat. I was tempted to erase everything that she had done (I know it is mean, but I told you I had rage)
2. I go to my dorm for a quick read before supper. It has been 35 degrees or higher all day and I am a sweaty, hot very thirsty Sierra. So I go to the freezer where I have my frozen juice...or should I say where I HAD my frozen juice. Now the fact that my juice was stolen is not the only thing that infuriates me...it is that this is the umpteenth time my beverages have been ganked from the freezer. The kicker...usually it is just plain water. I decided that enough was enough and posted a message on the fridge to the attention of the "Frozen Beverage Thief". In retrospect it is hilarious as it outlines the complex process involved in making "ice water". (For all those waiting in suspense...you put water in a bottle then in the freezer...if you forget the bottle there is usually a problem).
3. The person beside me right now is making the absolute most revolting noises right now. Actually to tell you the truth I am dying laughing (he thinks I'm reading an e-mail). He keeps snorting, but in that really gross way where you can actually here all the snot moving up his naval cavity and down into his throat. It is like an entire universe of phlegm and mucus is trying to communicate with me...oh it is destroying me...I'm going to go CRAZY!
Alright now that I have the rage out of my system we can continue on to bigger and better things. To start I just wanted to give everyone a DAMN SEXY Sierra moment. Right now I have no less than 13 bandaids on my legs. That's right boys...I know your salivating...nothing in the world sexier than a girl who looks like she's shaved with a meat cleaver. For those who actually think that I am retarded enough to do that much damage shaving...okay I'll give you credit I am that retarded, but that isn't what happened. I have been getting really nasty mosquito bites that have gotten super infected, so I have to put all sorts of gunk on them and seal them up with band-aids (by "I" I am referring to the nurses at the Medical Clinic). Not only that, but (feel free to stop reading now if you are worried about the HOT&SEXY quotient of this next part)...my nose has completely peeled off and I look like Rudolph's close cousin. Phew...that was exhausting...sorry to get everyone's blood rushing like that.
Last night I went to the movies and saw "O"...everyone is well aware of my love for the Shakespeare re-makes and that was enough to make the movie bearable. It is always fun to play the subtle Shakespeare hint game (come on I know you love it), but all in all not the greatest. The movie was quite interesting though in that one of the lines was "I know white girls and they are all horny and snakey"....this was delightful because Erika, Jenny were the White contingent of the theatre. The other highlight was at the end when the people behind me exclaimed "What is wrong with those American teenagers" to which I was tempted to respond...the more accurate statement would be "Billy Shakespeare...what is wrong with that dead English dude". Best part was actually after the movie when we walked out to the sound of...you guessed it...Beauty and the Beast
. Erika and I physically collapsed into a fit of giggles. The song is officially stalking me, replacing Lana and I's old standby "Every Morning".
Alright I know it is a bit premature, but since I won't be able to update my page until after the Easter Holidays I'm including this week's MVP. This one goes to my Mother, who has proven to be a very smart woman, despite what I thought when I was 13 years old. It is awarded to her not only because of her great advice, but also because she is in Cuba with a suitcase full of things to leave behind and an appreciation for Fidel and Che. A secondary award goes to my father who in 6 weeks of Spanish classes mastered the phrase "My name is Bill"...well done Dad!Posted by Sierra at March 27, 2002 02:06 AM