I failed at getting my homework that was due yesterday done and submitted. So I'll have to cram to getting it done today.
This was weighing heavy on my mind as I had a dream last night that I screwed up on homework in an art class. I have never taken an art class, in high school or as an adult. In the dream, I was trying to talk to the teacher, but she would only listen to the other students. I desperately wanted to show her my craft projects which had nothing to do with whatever the actual assignment was but, hey, crafting is art too.
So now I feel like I have two homework fails that are echoing around my brain while I try to knock out work work since I won't be able to work on school work until this afternoon. Ugh.
Flavored meds are nasty. The true flavor insult I remember most was the flavored fluoride treatments at the dentist. No matter what I chose, it tasted like bad medicine.
I'm seeing the low-dose aspirin in both regular pills and orange-flavored chewables. The More You Know!
msbelle, I thought of you: [link]
Just found out we've pronouncing our new street name wrong.
Really? What are the pronunciations, correct and incorrect?
I grew up on Munal Dr and no one who lived on it knew what was right so we all just said it however. Main Street is easy that way.
Ugh, I'm exhausted because I stayed up too late goofing around after I finished my Stanford course and took the final exam. I got 100% on my final! And then I signed up for the next course because I need to complete two more in the next few months to qualify for certification.
And THEN my manager tells me about some new opportunities that are opening up on another product, and he's encouraging me to apply. So now I get to flail around while I figure out what I want to do with my life.
Woo 100%! Good luck with the flailing.
It's got a "CH" in the middle of it. We thought it was pronounced as a hard K, as in "echo", but it's apparently pronounced as a "tch" as in "itch."
I live near Denise Rd. Pronounced dee-NICE. That is in a part of the city called Charlotte. Pronounce shar-LOT. Or if you are older shalott.
I grew up on a street called Himoor Circle. It's like high-moor. I knew from about the age of 6 that if I told someone what street I lived on, I had to spell it right away.
