*prod*
Okay, all of the confusion is just too much for me. 'night, all.
To backtrack and answer Snowbird's question: The wedding was wonderful. It was a lot of fun, and everything was gorgeous.
I hate being sick. I'm no longer stuffed up, but my asthma always takes longer to control, and I have the most problems at night when I'm trying to sleep.
good morning just to catch up...
Katt...You are seeing 4 GREAT shows! I am excited for you Phantom is an excellent, beautiful, classic show, i think you will love it
My Dad likes going to shows, but he can't take the music 24 hours of the day...he is always like "what...is this Rent again?!" *he shuts it off and puts a classic rock station on*
....at least he appriciates and likes Adam's voice and music
My mom really got me into theater. She was a dancer and always performed with her dance studio, school, and auditioned for some shows. She got me into dancing and introduced me to classic broadway movies at a young age. My mom didn't expect me to be still into it, but of coarse i am. She loves going to shows and she likes the music....but sometimes she can't take the same kind of music all the time like i can
i'll be back later..gotta go to my math review session for regents
I'm the same way, CS. After I get over a cold, I'll cough for like a month.
eek, math Regents!
My father slept through Rent on stage. heh. He liked the movie a lot, and he thinks Adam is really, really talented.
I think I take the Math B Regents in June. I have my English Regents next week.
I'm sure everyone will think I'm a freak for admitting this, but I miss the days of math Regents. I think I was the last year they did Sequential I, II, and III before switching to A and B, and I got a perfect score on all 3 exams. That's why it was so devastating when I did poorly in Calculus last semester - I'm used to math being my easy subject, dammit!
I did well in calculus my senior year. I wasn't going to press my luck in college, even though I placed in the class.
I did really well in calc in high school, too. I had been good at math, on sort of a basis of fake understanding, all through high school, but I never liked it. My music teacher has known both my brother and I for several years, and he made a really great observation about the differences in the way we learn; he said my brother likes to figure things out on his own -- a very musical and mathematical mind. I, on the other hand, like to be told how things work and how they are, without any extra material that might potentially confuse me or throw me off. So with math, I spent many hours at extra help sessions, having things explained to me -- processes and ideas -- in very high specificity. I needed to know exactly how to do something, and commit the process to memory. That's how I survived math.
I managed low 90's in calc, and four on the AP exam.
Morning.
That was the kind of the way I survived math too. I always needed to know how to do things, especially with formulas. If I was given a formula, I could deal with it. And then I took college statistics, where it was very conceptual and there were barely any formulas, and I didn't really know how to understand what I was doing.
That's when you use the strategy called "make stuff up."
Yes, I came to be very familiar with that strategy. Grrr...it is time for my roommate to wake up.
Throw a pillow at her head.
I was one of those people who sort of figured out how to solve problems on my own before the teacher actually explained it. I guess the best way of explaining it is that I approached it as a puzzle of sorts that I needed to work on.
I took statistics last semester, and I really enjoyed it until we got to hypothesis testing, which just made no sense to me.
Mine got up before me today!
OMG, the strangest thing happened to me last night. My mom and I talked on the phone before I went to Rent, and she said she had some stuff to drop off, and that she'd call me around 9:30. My mom is like the ONLY person that ever calls my dorm phone. It rang and woke me up. It was still dark in here, but since our shades are pulled, we can make it dark as though it's night any time of day. I looked at my clock, and it said 5:34, but for some reason I read it as 9:34, so I figured it was my mom and rushed out of bed to get the phone. I picked up, and this guy was like "hey baby..." in this really creepy whisper. I hung up and got back into bed, really confused, and then realized it was only five in the morning. Then I couldn't sleep 'cause I was scared.
Eek. That sounds kind of creepy. And that is why I never answer my dorm phone!
I only answer it because sometimes it's my mom, or the woman my roommate works for. And yesterday nia!
Because I talk to my mom on msn, the phone is usually never for me so I always make my roommate answer it. The phone company didn't take our number out of commission before giving it to us, so we keep getting urgent calls for Rosalee, whom neither one of us know, and they keep insisting that there must be some way that we know her. We also got a message on our answering machine that this girl left for her boyfriend telling him why she was getting home late.
I have to use my dorm phone for when I order food, because the delivery people here won't call cell phones to tell you they're here. I don't know.
I actually ended up putting my dorm phone on the Do Not Call registry because I was so sick of telemarketers calling me at like 9am every day.
Yikes, that's really scary. I think my parents are the only people who know the number for my dorm phone, but I had to change my Facebook profile to only show my cell phone number to friends after getting an obscene phone call on my cell a few months ago.
Morning all.
Some girl in my area has a phone number just like mine but with 2 numbers switched. I get calls on a weekly basis from her mom. As soon as I say hello her mom says "oops switched the numbers again." I think she's dialed the wrong number for so long it became habit. :)
We used to get all kinds of random calls on the dorm phone last year, because my roommate put in the number with a fake name on some sort of contest entry. People kept calling and asking for Rodney Dangerfield.
We rarely get calls on it this year, so usually when it rings, we just look at each other, trying to decide who should get it. Yesterday my roommate was like "I'll get it!" but I didn't want to confuse nia, so I was like "AHH NO!" My mom just calls it if I'm not picking up my cell, or something. I chose to be unlisted on the school's directory page, because anyone can see that from the website without having to be logged in, or something.
When I was in first year and living in a dorm room. I got a telemarketer call asking for my parents.
Backing up a bit, I dropped math as soon as I could, after Grade 11.
Em, in the book Lord of the Flies, this character Piggy has asthma and they keep telling him "Suck to his asthmar". That's been my quote for awhile.
My roommate and I each have separate dorm phones and numbers. She uses her phone a lot more than I use mine - my mom will only call if I'm not online and she knows I'm in the dorm, and the only calls I make on it are to my favorite Chinese restaurant when we want to order dinner.
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