Well I have a lot of things in general to complain about. I was feeling pretty frustrated yesterday but now feel better about stuff in general. And without yelling at anyone or blogging.
So I was complaining the other day that I generally felt ignored and more so unnoticed in class. Everyone was like, everyone notices you because you're asleep. Just because you can't see them doesn't mean that they can't see you. Sure make fun of the narcoleptic girl. But that's not what I mean. Whenever someone comes, they make a point to be excited about Cornell. They find some association to it. They went to school here. They reference several studies about the school. In general, they forget that most people in the program are not from Cornell and that no one but themselves (including the students from Cornell) gives a rat's ass about Cornell. No one ever mentions Missouri. In fact, the other day, we had one speaker that probably had references in her slides about studies done at Missouri by Missouri professors more than any other school, yet she didn't mention that any of them were from Missouri. She knew I was there; we went around the room saying where we were from. She referenced all of the studies done at Cornell. So it came as a surprise to me yesterday, when Missouri got a shout out. I was busy being angry at the speaker because as he talked about this antimicrobial being discovered here and this one there, he was neglecting Missouri's own discovery of aureomycin. I pass the field it was found in twice daily! Then suddenly, he was like 'wait, is anyone from Missouri?' I shouted out 'yeah!' I know it sounded surprised because I was only half listening and I was busy being angry as previously stated. Someone made the comment that I had been sleeping. (I wasn't. For once.) He then went on to talk about aureomycin and its discovery in the dirt at Sanborn Field. I felt a little more recognized. Only a little though...
I think there's some BBQing going on. I'll be back.
Okay, so here's the rest of my complaining...
Friday, I had two pieces of bread in my backpack to feed to the geese. I was in the middle of feeding them when all the French Canadians came up and were like 'Leslie Stop! Don't do that! You're a Vet!' What was I doing wrong? First, it was two pieces of bread not a loaf. And the heels which no one eats here so I wasn't being wasteful. I only feed the geese once, maybe twice a week and everyone knows I do it. And its not like I was putting a pipe down their throats and shoving corn down it. (That's how they make foie de gras.) So I don't see what's the big deal.
[EDIT-7/30/11]
I hate when politics start bringing up when the Canadians all jump in. I'm not so naive to not understand that the actions of the US affect the entire world. But the Canadians are not US citiziens. They didn't vote. They just share a continent with us. He's not your president. He wasn't your president. Ugh.
We went to a county fair the other night and all negative girl could do was complain. Complain about the people, complain about this, complain about that, complain about how bad all the food was for you because it was all fried. What do they have at your county fair? Tofu burgers and veggetables? A fair is supposed to be fun. I can't have fun when you're critizing me for eating my funnel cake. And corn dog.
So Estella and I are putting on this SDI banquet but somehow I feel like I got the shaft and am doing all the work. She went off to Niagra Falls today while I am staying behind to make cakes. Its frustrating to me. And now someone wants to have a BBQ instead of the normal catered meal (which I thought would just be easier to have). I say if they want to organize it let them but damn it if anyone steals my thunder on my cakes, I'll be pissed. AND Estella decided that she's not coming on the journey across the midwest. That makes me both sad and angry.
So the Niagra Falls thing. Everyone knows that I wanted to go and they go off and make plans to go this weekend and Estella doesn't ask me until Friday. That's crap. I don't want to be in the car with [EDIT-7-30-11] anyway thank you very much. UGH.
Okay, I think I'm done now.
[EDIT-Orginally published to Blogger on 7/30/11]
So I was complaining the other day that I generally felt ignored and more so unnoticed in class. Everyone was like, everyone notices you because you're asleep. Just because you can't see them doesn't mean that they can't see you. Sure make fun of the narcoleptic girl. But that's not what I mean. Whenever someone comes, they make a point to be excited about Cornell. They find some association to it. They went to school here. They reference several studies about the school. In general, they forget that most people in the program are not from Cornell and that no one but themselves (including the students from Cornell) gives a rat's ass about Cornell. No one ever mentions Missouri. In fact, the other day, we had one speaker that probably had references in her slides about studies done at Missouri by Missouri professors more than any other school, yet she didn't mention that any of them were from Missouri. She knew I was there; we went around the room saying where we were from. She referenced all of the studies done at Cornell. So it came as a surprise to me yesterday, when Missouri got a shout out. I was busy being angry at the speaker because as he talked about this antimicrobial being discovered here and this one there, he was neglecting Missouri's own discovery of aureomycin. I pass the field it was found in twice daily! Then suddenly, he was like 'wait, is anyone from Missouri?' I shouted out 'yeah!' I know it sounded surprised because I was only half listening and I was busy being angry as previously stated. Someone made the comment that I had been sleeping. (I wasn't. For once.) He then went on to talk about aureomycin and its discovery in the dirt at Sanborn Field. I felt a little more recognized. Only a little though...
I think there's some BBQing going on. I'll be back.
Okay, so here's the rest of my complaining...
Friday, I had two pieces of bread in my backpack to feed to the geese. I was in the middle of feeding them when all the French Canadians came up and were like 'Leslie Stop! Don't do that! You're a Vet!' What was I doing wrong? First, it was two pieces of bread not a loaf. And the heels which no one eats here so I wasn't being wasteful. I only feed the geese once, maybe twice a week and everyone knows I do it. And its not like I was putting a pipe down their throats and shoving corn down it. (That's how they make foie de gras.) So I don't see what's the big deal.
[EDIT-7/30/11]
I hate when politics start bringing up when the Canadians all jump in. I'm not so naive to not understand that the actions of the US affect the entire world. But the Canadians are not US citiziens. They didn't vote. They just share a continent with us. He's not your president. He wasn't your president. Ugh.
We went to a county fair the other night and all negative girl could do was complain. Complain about the people, complain about this, complain about that, complain about how bad all the food was for you because it was all fried. What do they have at your county fair? Tofu burgers and veggetables? A fair is supposed to be fun. I can't have fun when you're critizing me for eating my funnel cake. And corn dog.
So Estella and I are putting on this SDI banquet but somehow I feel like I got the shaft and am doing all the work. She went off to Niagra Falls today while I am staying behind to make cakes. Its frustrating to me. And now someone wants to have a BBQ instead of the normal catered meal (which I thought would just be easier to have). I say if they want to organize it let them but damn it if anyone steals my thunder on my cakes, I'll be pissed. AND Estella decided that she's not coming on the journey across the midwest. That makes me both sad and angry.
So the Niagra Falls thing. Everyone knows that I wanted to go and they go off and make plans to go this weekend and Estella doesn't ask me until Friday. That's crap. I don't want to be in the car with [EDIT-7-30-11] anyway thank you very much. UGH.
Okay, I think I'm done now.
[EDIT-Orginally published to Blogger on 7/30/11]
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