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A Red, Red Rose

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That's newly sprung in June;
O my Luve's like the melodie
That's sweetly played in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry:

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve,
And fare thee weel awhile!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

- Robert Burns

This isn't even a vent really. Just a call for normalcy. A prayer for peace. ...... but most of all a kid clinging to Hope...

I WANT TO HURT SOMEONE!

I have not been this mad in a LONG time. I want to scream. Maybe I'm overreacting, but we've been planning this for over a WEEK! Two groups of us were going to leave for Tel Aviv at 8:30 to go to the beach and do shopping and stuff. We have a whole day off, so it was perfect. This morning though, three of us had to go get money changed because we were a little short. We waited 20 minutes (not exaggeration) for a girl to get ready to come. 20 minutes after our PLANNED meeting time. So we left a little after 8. I would have left without her to walk to the city but we have to go in threes.... so we had to wait. We walked to the city, I was trying to hurry but the other two were kinda just taking their time, saying the people would wait for us. We got to the money changers, changed our money to shekels, and I said we should take a taxi back because they're going to leave in about 2 minutes. They didn't want to pay the 1 dollar (also not an exaggeration) to pay for a taxi to cut out 15 minutes of walking, and it would be breaking the rules for me to take one alone. So we meandered back. Got there 15 minutes late. Then, we waited almost 10 minutes for her to get her stuff together that she obviously hadn't done before, before we could walk up the million and a half flights of stairs to the top of our Center and then out onto the street where our taxis should be. They were probably gone by the time we originally got to the center anyway. So we finally got up there, and guess what? Everyone had left us. They knew we were changing money but we just had to take almost an hour to do that and come back, which should have only taken 30 minutes and we would have been just fine. SO, I don't get to go to the beach with people I wanted to spend the day with, including a cute boy, and now I have to change out of my swimsuit and settle for staying in yet ANOTHER day this week studying all day long. I simply can't wait for that exciting adventure...

I shouldn't hold grudges but how inconsiderate do you get? I might not be able to talk to her for days. That's fine, she kinda ignores me anyway half the time.

Whatever

*Daniel's right. *Elizabeth's right. *Clyde's right. *Rebecca's right. They're ALL right!

So what the heck is my problem!? Why can't I listen to people's advice!? "Out of the mouth of two or three..." Hello!? Why do we ask for people's advice if we don't even use it? Perhaps because we secretly wish that someone along the way will give us the advice we're looking to hear!

Απλά. Αγαπάω τιν φίλη μου. Γιατί δεν με δίνει αυτό που χρειάζομαι;

All I can clearly say is this: &%$#@!?!?, &%$#@!?!?, &%$#@!?!?, &%$#@!?!?

*Names have been changed.

it is sealed. but it is taking forever to equilibrate.

Why yes, it is I, the resident chemist, complaining yet again about work (and using too many commas? grammar geeks, help me out here).

All I want to do is go to the work party, starting in twenty minutes and eat my hamburger and pretty much any other food because I am starving.
But alas, I am still here in the lab waiting for a decent tdot so I can send it into a pulse and then ten minutes after that change the offset and hope for the best.

GRrrrRRrrrr.

*disclaimer: I love, love, love my job. It has been an awesome opportunity to work here and gain so much experience and learn so much. BUT. It can be frustrating. Today is one of those days. So there.

Oh, for the love of gallium!

GAHHHHHHHHHHHh.

Why, oh why, oh why must you be so difficult calorimetry!

I swear, the next time the helium bulb's mysteriously empty after having been filled hours before, the line just won't pump down to a low enough pressure, or the calorimeter doesn't seal for no apparent reason, I'm picking up a hammer. I'm going to unleash my fury on the glass vacuum line and break it into a thousand little pieces and then stomp on them in very thick boots while screaming "Screw this rig! Sign me up for PPMS 101!!!"

And then I will get fired.

Hmmm.

I suppose I'll just keep those actions in my head....and go back to refilling the bulb. For the what is it now? Oh yeah, fourth time in three days.

Awesome.

endurance

Today is just one of those days, where I'm a bit grumpy for no particular reason.

I just don't feel like trying anymore. Not today.

Maybe tomorrow.

But today, I'm just too lazy to care.

I really, really just want to crawl back into bed and sleep until Sunday.

Stomache Pains

I woke up this morning feeling like a wrung-out washcloth; feeling like no matter what I do it's never good enough.

I'm frustrated. I'm tired. I'm sad. I'm confused. I'm not sure what I'm feeling exactly. I'm a wrung-out washcloth.

Κύριε ἐλέησον! Θάλασσα καὶ πῦρ καὶ γυνή, κακὰ τρία. Μέτρον ἄριστον. Τί κοινότατον; Ἐλπίς. Καὶ γὰρ οἳς ἄλλο μηδέν, αὔτη παρέστη.

Ναι... αυτά...