Sixtieth day of work selfie

It was kind of chilly this morning, so I kind of wished I’d worn a blazer instead of just grabbing a random sweater.  But the weather is actually really nice right now so I have no regrets about my decision.  I decided to repeat another black dress with flowers on it, this time from Suzy Shier.  You can never have too many black dresses with flowers on them.  I paired it with my purple H&M sweater, which I’ve been making good use of since purchasing it a couple months ago.  I like that it’s the same type of purple as the purple flowers on my dress.  Next time I wear this dress, I will pick a different flower colour and choose a sweater accordingly.  My beaded necklace, zipper earrings, and flower bracelet are all from Claire’s and my ring is from The UBC student union building.  I wonder if there are any jewellery vendors in the new student building right now.  I’ve yet to enter the new building, partly because I don’t feel like walking over there, and partly because I’m annoyed that it’s so nice and spacious and I totally could have used a building like that when I was a student, but have no need for it anymore.  I already work in a nice building, so I don’t really need to go all the way over there just to be in another nice building.  I think I’ll wait until I hear about any jewellery vendors being in there, and then I’ll maybe drop in and have a look.

Forty-ninth day of work selfie

So I wore a dress with no leggings on Tuesday, not realizing how cold it actually was.  What a fail.  If there was ever a day when I should have worn pants, that was probably it.  But my leg hair was growing back fast, and I wanted to go bare legged while I still could without having to shave again.  I’m stubborn that way.  I don’t dress based on the weather.  I dress based on whether or not I’ve shaved, and based on what clean clothes I can find that sort of match.  I knew it might be cold and rainy that day, but I didn’t care.

This dress is slightly longer than my other dresses, so somehow I thought that would make it more weather appropriate.  I got it at an Orb warehouse sale at the River Rock Casino.  I feel like I should be wearing a cowboy hat or something, just because I’m wearing denim.  When I was in high school, at an all girls school, they had an idea one year that they would make Valentine’s Day fun by making it a “couples day”, where you could find a partner and dress as some sort of famous couple.  My friend and I did Brokeback Mountain.  I was Heath Ledger.  And I was amazing.  But we unfortunately didn’t win a prize for our awesome efforts.  Probably because it was also a Catholic school and they weren’t ready to accept our same sex love story.

Anyway, I love jean jackets.  I got this one at Old Navy on Robson Street downtown when I had leftover super cash to spend.  I didn’t want to wear an actual rain jacket or anything even though it was cold, because it’s June and I’ve set aside the boots and the jackets.  But this jean jacket seemed acceptable.  It looks as though I haven’t quite set aside the scarves just as yet.  At least not for cold days.  I got this one from a vendor at the UBC Sub.  I got the red necklace as a Christmas gift from my grandma.  The Supernatural wing earrings are from Fan Expo Vancouver, my ring is from UBC, and my bracelet is from Suzy Shier.  I thought about touching up my nails, but I think they’re too far gone now so I’ll just let them keep chipping away until there’s nothing left to see.

Thoughts during my first class of 2013

I decided to take an undergrad course at UBC this semester.  Don’t ask me why.  I decided on CNPS 427.  It’s been a while since I’ve taken a CNPS course in the Scarfe building.  It brought back memories.  Here are some thoughts that I had during the class:

-If my prof wore glasses, he would sort of look like Mr. Feeny from Boy Meets World.

-He has a nice sweater vest.

-I like how his shirt and tie match exactly.  I think the tie might actually be part of the shirt.  Either way, it’s brilliant.

-I’m bored.

-Why am I still in school?

-Is it ironic that I’m taking a class called “Planning and Decision Making” when I clearly suck at both?

-Why am I the only one eating food right now?  Is no one else hungry?  Whatever.

-Is everyone else actually paying full attention right now?

-I don’t want to buy another $100 textbook.  Damnit.

-Of course I would pick a course that required a written assignment, an in class presentation, and a final exam.  FML.

-You would think by now I would have stopped making the awful decision to take 3 hour classes.  Apparently not.

Everyone has to learn the hard way

Students on the bus talking about their electives: “I thought Psychology was going to be easy. It’s not.”

I’m glad they were able to learn that first hand.

I wish I had a smart boyfriend like Leonard who would write my paper for me without me asking him to

You know, in one of the latest episodes of The Big Bang Theory, where Penny is taking a History course and Leonard rewrites her paper for her and she gets upset?  I almost wish I was in that situation.  I was supposed to write a 10 page paper yesterday.  I wrote a paragraph.  So yeah, that was a fail. I honestly don’t know what I was thinking, taking a course that required a research paper.  Why do I keep making bad decisions?

I have a midterm in less than an hour

The smart thing to do would be to try and review something before the exam. But for some reason, I thought it would be a better idea to log onto WordPress and write a blog post about how I don’t want to study. Priorities.

I need a good topic for my gender studies paper

I’m taking a women’s studies course at UBC. Well actually, it’s not women’s studies anymore. It’s now gender, race, sexuality, and social justice. Rather a long name for a department. But I guess they figured maybe more guys would take it if it wasn’t called women’s studies?

I need to write a research paper. And I haven’t written a research paper in over a year. I am so not looking forward to it at all. The research, the citations, the struggle to come up with good content. My head hurts just thinking about it.

I think the topics we can write on are pretty broad, as long as they are relevant to the course. So pretty much, I need a topic that relates to some issue surrounding gender. And of course my mind is drawing a blank.

I haven’t written any blog posts about gender at all in the past that I can somehow expand into an academic research paper, have I? No? Didn’t think so.

Apparently I have a midterm next week. Have I done the readings? Of course not. Will I fail? Probably. I’m terribly at exams. But part of it is writing a proposal for my paper. Maybe that part will bring me up to a pass? If I can come up with a good topic.

Does anyone have any suggestions?

Why I hate alphabetical order


My last name is Vaz.  Which starts with a V.  Anyone else who has a last name which starts with a letter near the end of the alphabet will probably share my dislike of alphabetical order.  We’re always last.  And it isn’t fair.  I was last in enough things in school, like 3 blocks runs and being picked for group projects.  Did I really need the additional misfortune of being last for things simply because of my last name?  Apparently.

I’m taking a class right now at UBC, which is what reminded me of this today.  At the end of class, our assignments were handed back.  And our names were called out so we could go get our assignments and then leave.  And of course they were called out in alphabetical order.  What else is new?  And so I sat there.  Wanting to leave.  But unable to.  Because the people with C last names were still being called.  It was going to be a long while…

I’ve had to go through this in all my years of education, ever since I can remember.  When lining up for things, we would do it alphabetically.  Which meant you were always stuck in between the same two people in the line up.  And if you didn’t like those people, well, that was just too bad.  And sometimes that would be how groups or partners were assigned.  So if I didn’t like the kid who’s last name started with T, or the other kid who’s last name started with V, it didn’t matter.  We were stuck together.

When tests and assignments were handed back, I would always have to wait, much like I had to wait today.  And yes, people say that sometimes the teachers would mix it up and go in reverse alphabetical order instead.  But I feel like that rarely happened, if ever.  I cannot recall a time when it did.  Maybe my childhood memories are just biased and blocking out the few good experiences that may have occurred?

So I had to wait a little longer for certain things, so what?  Would I have really done anything important with those extra minutes that I spent patiently waiting?  Probably not.  But that’s not the point.  It’s the principle of the matter.  And sometimes it wasn’t just time that I missed out on.

In elementary school, we would have “hot lunch” every so often, maybe once a month?  This was basically when the school allowed us to order food, since there was no cafeteria or place to buy food and we would always bring it from home.  For hot lunch, we would have to bring in money and check off what we wanted days in advance.  They would order from places like Subway or Pizza Hut, or sometimes it was just hot dogs, catered from I don’t know where.  When the lunches arrived, guess what order they called them out in?

So I had to wait longer before I could eat.  But that’s not all.  You would also have the option of ordering a drink and a donut.  You could specify what drink you wanted, but the donuts were just a first come, first served thing.  And everyone wanted the long johns.  But there weren’t enough long johns to go around.  So when it was finally time for the girl with the V last name to get her food, there were only jelly donuts left.  And I didn’t like jelly donuts.  It wasn’t fair.

I suppose things could have been worse.  There were always kids with last names that started with W and Y.  But were pretty much in the same boat.  But at least since they were there, I was never dead last.  I guess at least that was something.  I think if I were a teacher and I was handing back assignments, I would just mix them all up and read them out in a completely random order.  That way no one is at a disadvantage.  Although then you wouldn’t know when to listen for your name.  At least alphabetically, you knew when it was going to be your turn.  Damn, I guess it is the most efficient way.  But still.  It wasn’t fair.

The things I missed out on.