March 8th, 2006

bucky katt

Things always seem less cool when you wait to update about them...

I had a list of things I wanted to talk about yesterday but resisted the urge to do a double update.

Kitten apparently does NOT have ringworm. I spent over $200 on him just to have them tell me that I shouldn't use the ear mite stuff on him. *flails around* hi I'm a poor starving college student and love my cat to death, but couldn't we have waited? We decided that I Housed him, since I accidentally poisoned him twice and tried to fix it just to see what was wrong.

I was super artsy yesterday, or at least feeling the urge. And since I didn't want to mess with the matting (!!) I decided to paint. It was supposed to be for my bathroom, and it's there now mostly because I can't find anywhere else to put it (it kind of sucks).

gah. Stuff to say, but I just put myself in a pissy mood. So here.

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taken with my digi driving 60 ish miles an hour on our way to bend.
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later that same day...

Are you fucking shitting me?

I just got accused of academic dishonesty. Yeah, in layman's term: cheating.

Well, not so much cheating, as this girl cheated off me on a test. We had a bone diagram and had to individually label all these different parts of mammal bones. I put a bunch of stuff that I guess I didn't need, although I got most of it all wrong: 7 out of 25. Turns out the girl that sits next to me had almost EXACTLY the same thing, including the stuff I didn't need to put on there.

I swear I didn't cheat, I remember her checkin' out my stuff and finally I turned the quiz over. I thought about talking to the professor that day, but I didn't want to make a big kerfuffle out of it because it's the same class that I had a problem with the gtf in.

Now, there's no way to prove which one of us cheated except it's been eating at me for the past couple of hours since I found out. I'm just so PISSED. I was uncomfortable with it at the time, and I should have followed my instincts.

I was confused what the hell he was talking about at first, but he was all warbly and misty-eyed and said he'd lost sleep over it. And I wanted to choose him to work with as an independent study advisor when I'm doing my outpatient recovery crap, so I HAVE to keep a good relationship with him.

Goddamnit, that stupid girl is nothing but fucking trouble.