14 weeks till parole, I mean graduation

This has been a tough few months. Those of you who read my posts and/or follow me, or maybe the collective 'you' in you're are really just a bunch of bots (yay for alliteration!), who knows, ahhh I digress, you know I'm rather sensitive for an INTJ. Actually, I'm just better at expressing my feelings through written word. I figured that out when someone was talking to me about an opportunity and I said "I'm really excited, I would love to do that," and I could feel my face and it didn't exactly feel as if it was giving off the "I'm really excited, I would love to do that"face. At least I acknowledge my shortcomings. I keep dreaming about a certain someone, maybe once a week, and I'm not the type of person to talk myself into hating someone I couldn't exactly stay mad at, let alone get mad at, so it's making it very difficult to 'move on,' more specifically, I haven't met anyone recently where there's a spark…I need the damn spark! What's not helping either is the sample pool of potential dating specimens. I've met some quirky guys, nothing wrong with quirky, I'm quirky, but I've also encountered some not so nice ones too. It comes with the territory, but it's kind of hard for me to wrap my mind around the fact that I 'met' (only messaged online) a guy that told me I don't eat enough (who the hell do you think you are?!), I shouldn't and don't need to work out (again, really who the hell do you think you are?!), and in order for us to have a relationship (again, I never met him!), I'd need to compromise with him (isn't this like a we've been dating for six months talk??) and allow him to cook for me (maybe this could work…), but his cooking would have to be his way because he refuses to cook "healthy hipster Whole Foods crap" (ehhh, I don't think it's gonna work...) and I would need to gain a few pounds (nope. Definitely not gonna work…). I've very picky, I've come to terms with this too. I'm not asking guys out for coffee either anymore. Sometimes I think I'm the one with balls, but I just can't find them…Besides looking for someone I'd actually be willing and wanting to spend time with, I'm working on my last semester. Hopefully I'll graduate with my remaining hair and the migraines and anxiety will magically go poof. Until then, I'll cry just a little each time I find a strand of hair not on my head. One day, my hair will be as magnificent as it was in Kindergarten.

exams that are nonsensical

I had a personality theory exam today and let me tell you something - it was ludicrous. Before I begin to tell you all about the 'test,' I want to start off by saying that I read all four chapter's twice, reviewed my notes at least ten times, read the four power points twice (about 50 slides each) and reviewed the study guide twice (which was inconveniently posted at 7:01am this morning, two days after the ph.d student professor said it was to be posted).

The test consisted of 65 multiple choice (nonsensical) questions. What should have been simple questions were written superfluously and therefore confusing. Two of the questions were repeated twice, one question's answer choices contained no answer, and the analogy questions were unanswerable because there was no real analogy. Out of the 65 questions, I marked 15 as being iffy. 15! That is ridiculous - it's just absurd! The test was poorly written and I am about 110% sure that whoever wrote it didn't read it.

Since today is 10/11/12 and everyone is saying it's lucky, I should be getting at least a B depending on the amount of luck I receive from the Luck Fairy. Maybe I should leave a full pair of dentures under my pillow - is that enough teeth for the Tooth Fairy to put a good word in for me?