Sunday, February 28, 2010

You Have GOT to be Kidding Me...

I have a cold. Or something similar to it. I have had it since Thursday (the day of my second bio test, which I got a C on) and am now at the point where I pretty much have no energy. I just pulled out my violin and practiced until I could not play and had to lie down on the couch. I am now successfully relocated to the bedroom and am under like four blankets as I type this.

I still have to study for my lab practical, write up my lab paper, work on my major paper due in April, and do my math homework.

I am brain dead with no energy.

My body chooses the worst times to get sick. Another week and it will be spring break - why could it not have waited til then? Although, I have plans with one of my friends over break, so I guess it's good to not be sick then...

Okay, my energy is gone. Until next post - pass the tissues, please...


Friday, February 26, 2010

I Keep Doing This in Hopes Someone Out There Reads It

I know it is a very odd title for a post, but I often wonder to myself: How many people actually read this?

To count, I know of one who reads it fairly consistanly, and that would be my father.

That being said, I still keep it up. I like to read and write, and writing on a daily basis, a blog or the occasional fanfic I produce, makes your writing improv. I write to please myself or to vent or to hopefully settle things in my own head.

Still. It would be nice if I eventually got noticed. Granted, it is the mind of a teenage girl on the brink of turning twenty, and that market is saturated. However, I want this blog to eventually reach someone outside of the people I know, maybe get a complete stranger to think about something from a new angle or whatnot.

At this point, I must admit that I am sick with a nasty ass cold that includes sneezing, low grade fever, and the inability to focus on anything or think straight. If this sounds as rambly as I think it probably does, that would be why.

Anyway. If you are reading this blog post, I hope that you take away something from it, either a piece of information that you didn't know or think about, a laugh at the expense of the author (always a good thing too), or even a headshake with the thought of "man, she is weird...".

Because that is why I blog. To make the world (or at least a piece of the world) think and laugh.

Good night, Cyberland, and good luck-
I mean, until next time,


Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Sometimes, Your Problems Are Very Insignificant...

Today, I realized that I had chosen a very bad weekend to hit my burnout point in school. After not doing any homework until today, I decided to look at my homework for Thursday. The diagnosis: I am swamped and possibly screwed. And I made a D on my last lab report, and I have a migrane, etc.

But things have just been put into perspective for me.

There was a shooting today at a local middle school. And to make it worse, it was potentially done by a high school student.

I work with kids at Sylvan who go to this elementary school. I have driven by this middle school countless times. This is a place where kids are supposed to be safe and learn, feeding their curiosity with an education. This is a place where parents shouldn't have to worry that their child is going to be gunned down like a helpless animal in the woods.

Why would someone do this? Will we ever know what compels someone to take that sense of security away? Look at Columbine, look at Virgina Tech. What can we do to make this epidemic go away? Is it that we, as mentors and friends, family and administration, need to listen, and not just listen but actually hear? Do we, as society, need to stop applying so many pressures upon the youth of today so that they may actually be able to enjoy that youth without worry? Is it a simple reach out, the moment of actually caring and gentleness that for so long has left that we often forget what it is?

Luckily, no one was killed today. But two students were taken to the hospital with injuries. Tonight, the parents, students, families and friends of all who attend will lie in bed and wonder: why?

I know that schools are not perfect. Bullying happens behind the administration's back. Clicks form and students are ostricized for not fitting in. Schools are full of depression and pressure; but they are also a place for learning and futures and life. To do this in a school - that is to take away that security and future. That is to terrorize.

The world is not a safe place. Hell, even at my school I know of at least one convicted rapist who will be coming back to finish his degree when he gets out of jail in the spring. But schools are one of the few safe havens we have from the outside world. No one should have to fear to get their education. No one should be afraid to go to a place where they once felt safe.

Tonight, along with wondering why this happens to the children of our world, I will pray. I will pray we can find a way to stop this cycle.


Saturday, February 20, 2010

I Should Be Doing Homework Right Now...

At least I can admit that I should be doing something other than what I'm doing. At least I can somehow convince myself that I am not being "lazy" but rather a typical college student.

Okay, well, at least I recognize that my biology homework is sitting right next to me, not six inches away, waiting to be done.

Oh, and that the math homework is due Tuesday and I have yet to start it.

Yeah. Who am I kidding? I am screwed.

But, I don't think I actually care right now.


So, I'm dog sitting for my neighbor this weekend. This is the neighbor who lives in the building next door (my family lives in an apartment complex) and who had a copy of her home key made for me to keep permanently. I babysit her five year old son sometimes, and sometimes, like this weekend, I dog sit.

Flash is the dog's name, and she cracks the living daylight out of me. I go over there about four times a day to play with her, feed her, take her out, etc. Today, I went over when I got off of work and she greeted me at the door with her favorite squeaky toy in mouth, ready to go out into the snow.

She also knows where the treats are.

Of course, she also gets to the point where she can take me or leave me. I think she's ready for my neighbor to be home. Apparently I am a decent substitute, but we all know that a substitute is no permanent solution.

Okay, well that's all. I just didn't want to do homework, so I decided to blog.

Oh! A side note of interest: Joel Hodgson, creator and first host of MST3K as well as riffer with Cinematic Titanic, turns 50 today. Happy birthday, Mr. Hodgson, should you ever discover and read this. You have brought laughter to this college girl's time of stress. Cheers.

Alright. I'll talk to you cyberland people again soon.


Thursday, February 18, 2010

A Lot of People Have Died for Biology as of Late...

Makes you think, doesn't it?

Okay, not really. I mean, yes it does, but no it doesn't - never mind.

Anyway, for some reason, we have been "solving" a lot of "crimes" in my biology lab. Granted, they are fictional, written inside the lab book, and are to give us all a taste of what we may be doing in real life, but still. Two weeks ago, some guy named Fred stole a Monet painting and we had to decide if he actually did it or not. (He did - as I said in my write up, we had enough evidence to try him before a jury...)

Today, a lady named Sally killed her 98 year old neighbor by baking him a poison cake. She put copper in it - meaing, we had to prove it and now have to do a write up about it.

I'm not saying this isn't interesting and fun, but seriously. Crime is running amuck in the bio department. One only wonders when it will end...

In other news, it snowed again today. I am trying to see the beauty in snow. I know it's one of those things I always bitch about, because it melts in the socks and hair, but I can see some beauty in it. Like in how it makes everything muffled and quiet when it normally wouldn't be. Or how it falls in gentle waves like feathers.

And how it covers the ice which nearly killed me on Tuesday.

I have to admit, I feel almost bad for snow. It comes down in these beautiful flakes, taking all of thirty seconds (if even), and then goes back into the water cycle by melting on the streets and either absorbing into the grass or flooding into the sewer pipes.

How undignified it must feel.

Maybe it's payback for all the times snowflakes have melted in my socks and soaked into my shoes...One can only wonder.

I guess that's about it. I have a mountain of homework to do this weekend, but I think I'll manage to get it done. I really should be in bed right now, but I'm fighting it. What else is honestly new?

My letter from the last blog still smells of marker. It's still pretty epic. : )

Okay, that's all. You can resume whatever you were doing prior to this, Cyberland readers. Enjoy your evening.


Sunday, February 14, 2010

Vancouver Called, They Want Their Snow Back.

So can we send it back already? I mean, I know it's Colorado, and I know it's the middle of February, and I know this is how it's going to be for a while, but seriously? Snow is evil. Sure, it looks pretty and whatever, but as soon as you go out into it, it attacks you with a passive/agressive attitude, melting into your socks and hair and freezing up your wiperblades. I am done.

And I may add that the sun is shining while it is still snowing. Gah.

Anyway. This has been a very, very eventful week, my dear Cyberland readers. Let us begin...

First of all, the Saints won the Superbowl in a fantastic game that even had me (the non sport enthusiast) on the edge of my chair. So that was awesome.

I finally got over pink eye.

My sister got grounded for life and I was the one who discovered her doing the things that got her there. I am scarred for life.

And I got a letter in the mail.

So you remember a while back I wrote a letter to the MST3K fanclub thing, just to see if it was still in use? Well, just when I was thinking it must have gone to some little old lady and that I was never going to get my awesome Sudoku page with Crow and Tom Servo drawn on it back, I got a letter in the mail.

From Jim Mallon and Best Brains Inc. And it's a hand written letter in Sharpie, on stationary with Crow and Tom Servo watermarked on it, and he not only spelled my name right, but was so excited to get my letter. He said that my letter was "fun to recieve and read".

Oh. My. God.

I just about died. And I got a free bumper sticker and window cling. As soon as I show my letter to my improv guys, who were the ones to get me re-into MST3K, I am going to freaking frame it.

How cool is that?????!?!?!?!?!

Ahem. Anyway.

Oh, and I got approved to do my paper on Transgenic Crops. It looks to be promising.

And I went and saw the play I quit, "Little Women". It was fantastic and had me in tears.

Okay, that's all.

Seriously. A return letter from Best Brains Inc. I can die happy, I think. This is the best fandom ever. EVER. I love MST3K. Best show ever.

aka, Meaghan

Have some happy thoughts:

Sunday, February 7, 2010


Needless to say, I am relieved. This proves I am not an idiot and remember more things than I thought.

That is all, have a great Superbowl Sunday.


For your time, have some commercials:

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Double Pink Eye and Other Thoughts

It has happened again. I have contracted pink eye for the second time in four months. And this time, it's in both eyes.

Can I just tell you how much that sucks? I not only looked like a red-eyed freak of nature (the eye drops have cleared it up quite a bit), but both of my eyes burn and itch like there is no tomorrow. And I can't even scratch them, cause that makes it spread worse!

I think it's cause I work with kids. Ever since I started working at Sylvan, I have become more prone to "kid" sickness - strep throat, pink eye, the sniffles, etc. It is not fun. But on the positive side, I am in fact building up immunities without realizing it. So by the time I become a teacher, I should be totally protected against everything, right?

This week I had my first Biology test. I feel lousy about it. Granted, I waited till like two days before the test to study, but I studied the stuff really hard. The test was so draining. I felt tired and old when it was all said and done.

The test grade has yet to be posted, but the homework and pre lab are graded and posted - I aced both of them. Maybe there is hope for this test grade. Fingers crossed.

And the dreaded Valentine's Day is approaching. I generally am against it because a) I'm almost 20 and still single, b) it's a stupid marketing ploy to spend money and feel lousy about not being in love, and c) it's Saint Valentine's Day, meaning the guy DIED a horrible bloody death and we are buying chocolate to celebrate it.

Society is messed up, if I may say so myself.

But it's going to be okay because my improv group has been asked to do a few skits for a couple of Sunday school classes up at church on Valentine's Day. That is going to be fun.

And I think that is about it. I'm rooting for the Saints to win the Superbowl, if anyone cares. I don't generally watch football or any sport for that matter ( I like bowling, bullriding, ice skating, and the dirty hockey matches), but I'm actually pretty excited about the game tomorrow.

Okay, I've rambled enough. I'm going back to "Wild Rebels" MST3K version. I'll write again to let you all know how my test grade is.

Here's a snippet from what I'm watching ("Wild Rebels Cereal"):

It's so freaking catchy, I sing it at random. No joke - goes up with the "Pleasant Journey" song they do from "The Girl in Lovers Lane" :

I know all the words, because I am just that cool. : )

Until the next time, Cyberland readers,

aka Meaghan