A friend of mine said that before vet appointments, he gives his cat a sip of vodka, and it works like a charm.
Then again, said friend just fed me with what turned out to be the hideousness of dark Lindt chocolate with sea salt, and I said that I won't speak with him ever again.
ION, turns out there's a kitten in Welsh mythology who killed 180,000 knights. Welsh kittens are on to something!
And now, meara'ing of the past 48 hours:
Hang in there, Shir. That sounds VERY irritating - but you really will get to the point where the rest of your classmates catch up with you. If only at post-grad level (but I hope it happens for you before that).
If only it was them leveling up to me. The lecturers are sometimes speechless too. People who aren't coming to classes (and I'm doubt if they ever read the articles) complain now that they don't understand anything. I try to see them as a (quite large) talkative minority. But just as subtext rapidly becoming text, so does this minority becoming more dominate. And it's gone worse, worse, worse, in the past 48 hours, but I don't even have the strength to talk about it anymore. I'm considering how wise will it be to get active and shed a light on the stupidness both to lecturers and dumb students, for I think I can, but I'm not sure how what will be the price of that. I've already got accused in being arrogant bitch for suggesting to help people who don't understand the method by one of the students in this group.
I really do think that what bugs me most about it is that I'm trying to see my classmates as intellectual people, and it seems like they're constantly trying to prove me wrong.
Someone on other forum just accused me of lying, because I described something that once happened to me, and he doesn't believe it because it's never happened to him. Must stay calm and step away. I do not need to get stressed about stupid things.
Words of sense. It also reminds me the times lecturers first trying to teach the concept of hegemony. To undergrads, it's all in the lecturers' heads.
...That is pretty much my solution to everything. (Ice-cream)
P-C, my sister!
