x j a y c i

ontario, canada
queen's university
engineering chemistry

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100924 : three cheers for quantum! and new layout. now if only it didn't have 'sober' written all over it.

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100907 : frosh week begins.
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100923 : autumn equinox.
100924-100926 : fauxcoming weekend.

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Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Pet Peeve of the Day

So, I'm in the library working. I'd originally hoped that I would be able to get some research done for my essay, but books that are here are not as good as those that I would find at my university's library. So instead, I'm doing some math and science instead (good thing I brought that along)

Anyway, I walked into the library and grabbed the first available desk. I turn to my left and there's this guy sleeping. And so I've discovered a new pet peeve, or just stuff a person can do to annoy me to no end.

This guy has been sleeping for the longest time. Like my CHEE 222 prof would say, if you want to sleep, go home. I'm sure your bed is a lot more comfortable than these hard desks.
Then he wakes up and leaves. And then he comes back smelling like cigarette smoke. Not only am I dying where I'm sitting, he goes back to sleep. Wtf. Seriously, go home. After another while, he starts talking on the phone. THANK GOODNESS I HAVE MUSIC. I overhear him saying the he's so lost in his classes and I just think to myself (perhaps a bit presumptuously) that maybe the reason that is, is because you spend all your time sleeping, not doing work, and smoking.

It's been like 4 hours and not ONCE have I seen him pick up a pencil.

Ulgh, if you're not going to work, go the eff home. >=(