The British Invasion
C'mon, you really didn't expect me to use any other title for the arrival of the british, did you?
Well, I didn't spot any of them until around dinner time. A smattering of guys came through at lunchtime, sporting what seemed almost exaggerated cockney accents. The jury is still out as to whether they were exaggerating or just being themselves. One of them called a movie "crackin'" which apparently means good. Look how much I'm learning!
Unfortunately, all 20+ of them took over the kitchen cooking four seperate dinners--which left no space and no burners to cook our dinner. And what's more, they were everywhere. You couldn't go anywhere without tons of new, strange faces staring back at you. Suddenly, I started to feel like an outsider in the place I was just starting to get settled in. And to top it off, dinner was now slated for 8PM instead of 6PM. And some of them wouldn't own up to their dirty dishes. Damn. . .
I'm glad we're going back on Saturday, because I'm about done with all of this craziness. Annoying girl isn't really getting on my nerves so much anymore, but this other guy is. It's just the typical "acts like he knows more than I" problem where I get all pissy because of just that. But really, this guy talks out his ass. He throws in terminology and thinks he's acting smart. But usually he just ends up not being clear or thoughtful. What's worse is that he doesn't really keep up his end of the chores right away, and he also butts in on whatever you're working on in lab. Then he tells you "you know what you should do?". . . and then tells you what he thinks you should, as if he is so kind as to guide a poor, unknowledgeable coed in the ways of science. BAH. Totally gets on my nerves.
Other than that, the science end is pretty good! I got to play with sea sqirts today, which was fun. I don't know why they have a spinal chord though. . .they don't do much of anything!
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