Cute

Well my sister wrote a post entitled Maggie is Cute and I love it because whenever I scroll down to get to the links on her sidebar I read that very statement. What a great reminder everyday! Today I am wearing a green turttleneck sweater and brown pants with a ribbon in my hair. I think it is very cute.

Slave to Routine

Today I just realized that I automatically go to the exact same computers in each of the three computer labs I go to. Do you know how I realized this? The history on these three computers includes my sister's blog and various other places that I check up on religously (genius and pink poodle are two of my favorites right now). Today I went to a new computer and had to actually type the whole address in. It was then that I realized that I am a slave to routine.

Newt

Today in toxicology we learned about marine toxins including a toxin named tetrodotoxin. Poisoning from this toxin is usually found in the Indo-Pacific region and epidemics are frequent in Japan. That is because the toxin can be found in puffer fish, a delicacy there. Interestingly it is also found in the rough-skinned newt.

This little guy is a native to Oregon and can easily be found here. My professor told us that there were several police reported incidents where there had been a bar bet for some drunk guy to swallow the newt and then the man would be found 10-15 minutes later dead in his car. Yep! You guessed it, the drunks killed themselves.

Flabbergasted

That's really the only word to describe how what my mind thought.

We got back our lab notebooks from my food micro lab. This kid got a 58/124.5 and he was pissed. He's a good student and I know he spent a lot of time on the thing so I understood his upset state of mind. Then he just whips out these expletives and uses the name of Christ in the middle.

Needless to say, I am experiencing a bit of a culture shock. I'm not used to hearing that stuff anymore. The verbal assault just whirred through the air to my brain. Gross. I like being around people that don't say things like that.

YESSSSS!

I just took my first test at OSU and I rocked it! It's only 10AM and I have the rest of the day to finish everything. Man I feel good!

In other news last weekend we went to the Rodeo. Have I mentioned how much I LOVE the rodeo? Even though there were tons of barrell racers it was still loads of fun. It also had lots of drama when a guy fell off his horse and landed sideways on his neck/shoulder. He tried to get up then fainted. They took him away in an ambulence. The good part is that we were informed that he was going to be ok. They just needed to check him out.

Last night I spent an hour playing UNO with my husband. Just the two of us. Not very competative, but still tons of fun.

Party Pooper

I have yet to skip a class at OSU. This is a direct result of my husband. Here is a scenario that happened just this morning.

The alarm goes off
He says to me, "it's time for you to get up."
I say, "I don't have to
He says, "Why not?"
I say, "because I'm not going to class this morning." (On Thursdays I only have this one class in the morning and nothing until 12:30.)
He says "You don't have class today?" (All confused as to why I would not actually be attending my class. It being at 8AM every day would not be enough of a reason.)
I say, "Yes, there is class, but they're going over stuff I already know."
He says, "And you're not going?"
Confused silence on his part.

After a whole conversation I am obviously awake and now feeling really guilty. I get up and shower and go to class. On the plus side he did drive me. He just ruins my skipping record. I guess it really is a good thing because I did go to class (even though I did already know everything we talked about today) and I'm getting a lab report done now. I'd like to say, "Good for me" for doing it, but really it should be, "Good for him" for getting me to do it.

300 and The Do

It's 4 minutes unitl my toxicology lecture starts. The class has MAYBE 10 people in it but the professor lectures as though there were 300. Hopefully I don't fall asleep today.

I've noticed the difference between how girls do their hair between Oregon and Utah. You never see the shiny straight slick hair of utah girls. You know, flat ironed and straight parted on the side? You don't see that here. I figured out why last weekend. It's too much work and the humidity ruins it 5 minutes later anyway.

Just Wrong

So I have this senior seminar class that meets once a week. We've met twice now and each time I go I feel so out of place. I also feel like everything being said is just wrong for me. I start out class feeling pretty ok, but by the end I'm just frustrated and upset. It isn't anything the instructor is saying. Nobody is offensive. It just doesn't seem right somehow. The class is on how to start your carreer and get a great job. This class has raised some pretty important questions for me and my life's plan. Those questions aren't answered and I don't want to go back this week.

I'm not a Tree Hugger

Today I was walking on campus and I realized how extremely beautiful this campus is. It is completely different from the exquisitely manicured areas at BYU, but it still has a natural beauty. All the leaves are turning colors right now. As I walked to campus I saw the line where the sun was rising. It just barely hit the tops of the trees, which were turning bright red. They were burning with color! During the day there hasn't been any wind or anything, but all the trees have been steadily dropping their leaves. It's just like snow! Only it isn't cold or wet. Plus it doesn't hurt that it was really sunny yesterday and part of today. It is so beautiful on this campus!

On top of all that, my husband and I are going up to his hometown this weekend! A mini vacation! I can't wait.

And you're 21?

Well, today I have learned all the things that I have done wrong during my college carreer to keep me from getting a job.

Also I was in lab and I told Ben that I had never had any alcohol in my life. He said, "Really?" I said yes. Later I asked him how old he is and he asked me how old I am. When I told him 21 he said, "You've never had alcohol?" I shake my head. "And you're 21?" I nod. "It's time to give you a taste."

Sometimes I miss my old school.