Hello Printer, nice to see you again

Hello all.

So I should be reading George Eliot, but 60 pages in and I want to hurt myself. Argh, I was reading some good stuff for awhile, but now... arrrggghhhhhh! This is actually the first novel I don't like for 19th Century Novel, but wow my teacher for 18th Century- great guy, but he cannot pick a good novel to save his life! First Alexander Pope, now Henry Fielding... shoot me. Please. Now. What is it with 18th century authors and the ancient world? In basically every novel I have read for that class, the authors have been obsessed with the classical world, and I love that time period, but ENOUGH ALREADY!

Okay that's my ranting for this post. Um, so what has been going on. Um.

I joined the gym here at Kingston, we all joined actually. I'm going to be good, I'll go basically everyday, and I'll make sure the girls get a day off too, they are obsessed with losing weight, and if they could I'm sure they would go 7 days straight. I'm there just to stay active, and because I heard them talking about it, and I had this desire to go and workout too. I enjoy it what can I say. So now I think this will be a good excuse to get my butt out of bed at a decent hour, and off to the gym.

I had another good week of classes, my 19th century seminar was hard core. First my teacher was swearing because she does not like the end of Mary Barton and how all a sudden it gets really religious, and we just had a hardcore argument. Argument might not be the right word, because we were all agreeing with each other. No one liked the ending of that novel.

I had had my first paper due... oh it's November and I finally had a paper due, soo sad! I wrote them awhile ago, it was tw0 750 word essays... so nothing. Of course I rewrote the Mary Barton one the day before it was due. I didn't answer the question the first time around. But good news, I got my printer FINALLY! I was starting to think it got lost in the mail or something, but it came just in time for me to print out my papers... right? Hahah, of course not. My printer and computer would not talk to each other, and they are from the same company. My computer was like, "Yep I got something new attached to me, but I don't care what it is" I stayed up until like 2am trying to get them to work with each other and no deal. So I figured, ok, I'll just go to bed. I did, woke up the next morning and did my morning routine. My printer and computer would still not talk to each other, and my papers were due by noon. It's like 11am now. So I figured, I'll just print them off at school and deal with my printer later. But right before I left, both of them started making noise, and they agreed to talk. But my printer still would not work because I was missing my color ink? WHAT? Last time I checked I had color ink, but it was being picky. So this delayed me a little bit, but I still went to school to print them out.

I didn't send the final copies to myself though. By the time I got to school, and got a computer it was 11:40! I nearly died. So I wrote my teacher an e-mail and ran home, but I was at the door of the building, when I walked right by my teacher. 16,000 kids in the school and I walk by my teacher... the chances of that are soo slim! So I stopped her, and she took one look at me and said, "Don't have a heart attack." I told her that was not possible. She was like, "You didn't do the essays?" But I explained my headache, and she said, "Okay by tomorrow." But I don't do that, and I told her by 2pm. That thank you, I appreciate the by tomorrow, but I don't pass in papers that late, and I am usually so prompt I make myself sick.

So I went to PC World, got ink, went home, printed them and was back at school by like 1pm. It took me another hour to figure out how to submit work... you put it in a box. My essays... in a box? Huh! What is wrong with giving it to a teacher! I closed my eyes when putting them in a box, I couldn't look.

So that's my sob story of Thursday. Ugh! Stupid printer. I'm glad of it now that it is working, but I almost killed it.

Friday was homework day, and oh movie night. The girls went to see Borat! but um, no I'm a movie snob, I don't see movies like that. I went to see A Good Year with Russell Crowe and Freddie Highmore. We got there though at their clock is like 10 minutes fast, and we were late and there was like 7 minutes before the movie began and I'm still in line waiting for tickets. So I saw The Prestige instead... I didn't want to miss any of the movie, or the previews, so I just changed movies. The Prestige... uhhhh it's wonderful. It's movie making at it's finest, but then it's Christopher Nolan, and written by his brother. If you're confused, Christopher Nolan directed Memento and Batman Begins, and a lot of other movies. He's a genius. Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman were awesome too! So in this theatre you have assigned seating, they ask you when you buy your ticket where you want to sit. I was like, ugh anywhere! But I got a front row seat, well in front of the bar, which was really tall, but it was fine, I saw the screen and put my feet up because the guys on either side of me spread their legs out, and I had no room. Whatever.

So it was another fun week in Kingston. Not a lot went on, but as always I'm having a good time. I talked to Shorty today, I love that kid so much! I'm now waiting for Elyse to get on Skype! Hopefully next week I'll go to London with Monica, they turn on the lights next week in London and I want to go!