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Dec. 5th, 2006 11:41 pmI'm feeling very well... now.
(*notices timestamp* Good God, 22:27 already??)
After class, I was fuming at my Inorganic Chemistry I teacher. She berated me for complaining that we don't know the VSEPR theory because we have never been told about it, claiming that she has already explained it twice. I SWEAR TO GOD SHE HASN'T. I asked around my classmates to confirm, and indeed, no one remembers VSEPR being explained, ever.
I knew I'm not crazy.
Speaking of which...
( Apparently, I'm not crazy where Eric is concerned, either. Phew. )
On the topic of Evgenia. Now that we've been spending more time together... I haven't exactly reconsidered, but whether you like it or not, when you spend a lot of time with someone, you get closer to them. And, as you have probably realized by now, I'm an open book (not one f-locked entry in this journal so far!), so... yeah. Evgenia is a good girl, really, and it seems that she really likes me, and we can get along okay. It's just - a weird thing. We are very similar, yet at the same time very different. And then there's the thing that she can irk me with her ways sometimes.
Example: I haven't told her about Eric... exactly. Basically, she shared first. So I couldn't NOT say anything, and kept myself to a non-committal "if I had to choose..." Then we sidetracked for a minute, and then she asked me, "So, what are you going to do, wait until he hits on you?" I told her that I had made a few efforts to approach him, but they were all in vain, and then the second instance of Eric approaching the two of us and speaking only to Evgenia happened, so when he left I told her, "see how he doesn't talk to me? What am I supposed to do, force him?"
So I let it seem like I'm not going to bother much (whether I *will* bother much or not is a whole different issue). But she keeps bringing it back, mentioning the nickname she and that other girl Pigi have given to Eric whenever we see him ("The Bold And The Beautiful", because of his style. LOL. Though the amount of times I've heard it makes it old, and I only first heard about it last Saturday, for crying out loud) and doing the wink-wink-nudge-nudge-I-know-you-like-him. Ugh. I knew she'd do that. Good thing I didn't tell her "OMG I'm so absolutely smitten with him." She'd make me die of shame.
(Oh God I hope it doesn't occur to her to mention anything to anyone. Though it probably won't, I don't think she's that kind of person. What's likely is for others to figure it out by the way she talks to me about it/him. Waah.)
Will try to go to bed early-ish today, although I slept like a brick this afternoon - I'd still be asleep if I hadn't set my cellphone's alarm to wake me up at 8 p.m., I think.
And tomorrow I've got Maths, and Physics, and I really should have taken a look at my notes and this couple of exercises we've been given. Oh God.
I fail at life.
Talk to you soon,
Anna.
(*notices timestamp* Good God, 22:27 already??)
After class, I was fuming at my Inorganic Chemistry I teacher. She berated me for complaining that we don't know the VSEPR theory because we have never been told about it, claiming that she has already explained it twice. I SWEAR TO GOD SHE HASN'T. I asked around my classmates to confirm, and indeed, no one remembers VSEPR being explained, ever.
I knew I'm not crazy.
Speaking of which...
( Apparently, I'm not crazy where Eric is concerned, either. Phew. )
On the topic of Evgenia. Now that we've been spending more time together... I haven't exactly reconsidered, but whether you like it or not, when you spend a lot of time with someone, you get closer to them. And, as you have probably realized by now, I'm an open book (not one f-locked entry in this journal so far!), so... yeah. Evgenia is a good girl, really, and it seems that she really likes me, and we can get along okay. It's just - a weird thing. We are very similar, yet at the same time very different. And then there's the thing that she can irk me with her ways sometimes.
Example: I haven't told her about Eric... exactly. Basically, she shared first. So I couldn't NOT say anything, and kept myself to a non-committal "if I had to choose..." Then we sidetracked for a minute, and then she asked me, "So, what are you going to do, wait until he hits on you?" I told her that I had made a few efforts to approach him, but they were all in vain, and then the second instance of Eric approaching the two of us and speaking only to Evgenia happened, so when he left I told her, "see how he doesn't talk to me? What am I supposed to do, force him?"
So I let it seem like I'm not going to bother much (whether I *will* bother much or not is a whole different issue). But she keeps bringing it back, mentioning the nickname she and that other girl Pigi have given to Eric whenever we see him ("The Bold And The Beautiful", because of his style. LOL. Though the amount of times I've heard it makes it old, and I only first heard about it last Saturday, for crying out loud) and doing the wink-wink-nudge-nudge-I-know-you-like-him. Ugh. I knew she'd do that. Good thing I didn't tell her "OMG I'm so absolutely smitten with him." She'd make me die of shame.
(Oh God I hope it doesn't occur to her to mention anything to anyone. Though it probably won't, I don't think she's that kind of person. What's likely is for others to figure it out by the way she talks to me about it/him. Waah.)
Will try to go to bed early-ish today, although I slept like a brick this afternoon - I'd still be asleep if I hadn't set my cellphone's alarm to wake me up at 8 p.m., I think.
And tomorrow I've got Maths, and Physics, and I really should have taken a look at my notes and this couple of exercises we've been given. Oh God.
I fail at life.
Talk to you soon,
Anna.
