Smelly People in Elevators

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Remember, when submitting your homework, don’t forget to attach the document.

… Yes, forgetting to attach a document to an email is the only thing I have to blog about today; my day was very uninteresting.

 

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Topic #89: Who is the last person you’d want to be stuck in an elevator with? And why?

I can’t think of a specific person with whom I would hate to be stuck in an elevator, but in general, I would hate to be stuck with someone that smells bad.

I have a very acute sense of smell, and it’s very difficult for me to become desensitized to pungent smells, especially bad body odor. If I was stuck in a small confined space with a smelly person, I would probably faint from the stench.

 

So Far in 2011…

Number of Taco Bell tacos eaten: 24

Number of times I did my own laundry: 3

 

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Allergic to Warm Weather

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In reference to my blog post from April 10, I think that I acquired some sort of allergy for warm weather. For the past two days, it’s been chillier than it was three days ago, and my cold symptoms didn’t worsen. Then suddenly, it got warm again today, and now I’m really tired and my cold symptoms are worsening.

In other news, I don’t think I mentioned this in my blog before, but my workplace has been having some issues with thefts lately, starting from this academic semester. One of the staff members actually used our office as his apartment/home last semester so very few people had the opportunity to be alone in the office and steal anything, but the resident staff member graduated at the end of the previous semester. Since then, things have been randomly disappearing.

One of the things that disappeared was a microphone. This particular microphone has been driving me crazy, because every time I go to use it, it disappears. Then, after a while, it randomly reappears, or someone says that they took it (without notifying me) and returns it.

As of yesterday, this microphone was missing, but it randomly appeared on my desk today.

So if you happen to be the person who had it and returned it, and you read my blog, then thanks for returning the microphone. If you happen to be the person who stole it and decided to return it, and you read my blog, then you made the right choice. If you’re a ghost that took the microphone and decided to return it, and you read my blog, please don’t take it again. I really need it.

 

So Far in 2011…

Number of Taco Bell tacos eaten: 24

Number of times I did my own laundry: 3

 

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Schedule Fail

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THIS IS A TRAGEDY.

I enroll for Fall 2011 courses at my university tomorrow at 9:30 PM. The only problem is, the most important courses that I wanted to enroll in are full.

To make up for the fullness, I selected other courses, which happen to inevitably be morning courses. After frustratingly organizing my classes until my brain almost exploded, I ended up having morning classes on every day.

My previous schedule had me starting no earlier than 11 AM on each day of the week. Now, I start at 8:00 AM on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, and at 8:50 AM on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Most of you are probably calling me a wimp for not being able to wake up decently early and calling this a tragedy, but the problem is that I work during the night. I generally arrive at the office of my workplace at 10 PM and stay there until about 2 AM. By the time I go to sleep, it could be as late as 3 AM. If I wake up at 7 AM the following morning to make it to class, I would only be able to sleep four hours during the night.

Sure, I can do this for a few days, but I can’t survive like this for an entire semester. People have already suggested that I sleep in during the weekends or take naps during the day, but that can only be done so much, and doing that on such irregular intervals will end up being detrimental to my health. Also, not getting enough consecutive sleep will ultimately make the sleep that you take less effective, because you never enter the deeper stages of your sleep cycle.

My solution? It sounds lame, but I think the best way to solve this problem is for me to change my working hours from the night to the extremely early morning. For those of you who don’t know, I work at a newspaper company, and my in-office job is to make sure all the articles get published on the website.

If I sleep at 9 PM and wake up at 5 AM, I can get eight hours of continuous sleep and be able to catch the 5:43 AM bus to go to the office and finish my work before most other people wake up.

If I end up doing that, I’ll feel like an elementary schooler by going to sleep at 9 PM. -___-

 

So Far in 2011…

Number of Taco Bell tacos eaten: 24

Number of times I did my own laundry: 3

 

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Survey About Facebook Fail

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I participated in a survey today for my educational psychology course to get some extra credit.

Some of you might know that I don’t use Facebook anymore, and the only reason I sign on is if I have a specific purpose; I don’t use it for general socialization at all anymore.

Funny part about the survey?

The whole thing was about the activities we do on Facebook.

-.-

 

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Topic #88: What is the best gift you’ve ever received? What is the worst gift you’ve ever received?

I don’t really think about gifts as good or bad, but if I were to rate them, I would consider the best gift money and the worst gift clothing.

Even if I didn’t receive as much net worth of money than other gifts, I would still prefer money because I can do what I want to do with it. If I need to use it for living expenses, I can add it to my bank account and use it to pay bills or buy necessities. If I want to buy myself a gift, I can pick something that I specifically want. Now that Internet shopping is so prevalent, I don’t even have to be concerned about wasting gas to find something I like, because I can just sit in my room and find things I need or want to buy on the computer.

Of course, if someone bought something for me that I didn’t want, I could still return it to get cash in return. However, then I would have to request a gift receipt if I didn’t already get one, find the store from which the gift was purchased, drive there, and return the gift to get the money. I would much rather receive a less valuable gift than have to go through all that work to get money.

The reason I specifically dislike clothing is because nobody ever seems to buy normal clothing for me. I always get excessively fancy clothing or clothes that are unbearably uncomfortable. I’m generally not even short of clothing anyway, seeing as I already have lots of shirts, and I occasionally get free shirts as promotional material.

 

So Far in 2011…

Number of Taco Bell tacos eaten: 24

Number of times I did my own laundry: 3

 

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Catching a Cold Fail

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So it skyrocketed up to 83°F (28°C) today.

And I think I somehow managed to catch a cold.

Either that, or the combination of vacuuming my room and turning on the air conditioner for the first time since last fall ended up releasing so much dust into the air that I can’t stop sneezing and blowing my nose.

In other news, as a follow-up to the note I posted back on March 30, 2011 about random people coming to visit me in my apartment:

Standing outside my door saying “Adam? … Adam? … Come on man, open the door … Adam?” will not increase the chances of me opening my door. If anything, it will decrease the 0% chance of me opening the door, because I don’t answer my door at all anymore.

So stop trying and wasting your time.

 

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Topic #87: Imagine you get a magic gold ticket that lets you travel through space and time to grab any band, or music act, living or dead, together or broken up, and transport them to play live at a venue near you. Who would you pick? Why?

This band selection might sound funny to everyone who doesn’t know what type of music I prefer to listen to (which essentially mirrors what type of music I prefer to perform), but if I would be able to bring back a band, I would bring back Fall Out Boy.

I realize that most other people would name really old and famous bands that have made musical revolutions, but I don’t really know many of these bands and I honestly don’t really care about them that much. For example, Michael Jackson was an icon in music, and everyone thought his death was a tragedy, but I couldn’t really care less and was annoyed by the fact that people were so emotional about his death. The only reason I ever listened to a Michael Jackson song was because Fall Out Boy did a punk rock cover of “Beat It.”

For those of you who aren’t aware, Fall Out Boy split up in February 2010 without any intention to come back together. The members stated that they’re not sure of Fall Out Boy’s future, and the decisions they make for the future will all be for the right reasons.

From my perspective, this was more tragic than Michael Jackson’s death – I like literally every single one of Fall Out Boy’s songs (which is rare, there aren’t many bands where I like literally all of their songs). So, if I were to bring back a band, it would be Fall Out Boy. If my decision keeps them together in the future, that’s great, otherwise, I’ll be someone that was at their last concert.

 

So Far in 2011…

Number of Taco Bell tacos eaten: 24

Number of times I did my own laundry: 3

 

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Making $33.33 Per Hour

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I made $200 in 6 hours today by participating in a psychology experiment. If you don’t want to do the calculation by yourself, that’s $33.33 an hour. I wish I could participate in psychology experiments as a full-time job for eight hours a day and five days a week – if all the experiments were like the one that I did today, I would be making about $70,000 a year before taxes.

The beginning of the day involved sitting in a dark room in front of a computer screen with images flashing in front of me. I placed three fingers of my right hand on the 1, 2, and 3 keys on the keyboard and rated the images as negative, neutral, or positive.

That seemed easy and innocent until they started showing me pictures of mutilated faces with crusted blood, a woman who appeared to have the world’s worst case of breast cancer, a police officer standing over a shot body, and slaughtered horses on a field.

After that, I moved on to a separate room where I played a handful of games involving probability and gambling. During one of the games, I realized that instead of putting effort into trying to guess the correct answer, I would end up getting just as many points from the game by randomly guessing.

I think the game was rigged, because out of the eight or so trials that I randomly guessed on, I got them all wrong.

After that, I had some lunch while filling out some questionnaires, then played a few more games involving economics and sight. Finally, the hardest part came up.

The experimenters put a net over my head that was supposed to measure brain wave activity. The problem was that the net had about a hundred or so nodes, and it had to be put into salt water so they would stick properly to my scalp and pick up all the activity. Putting the actual thing on my head took an extremely long time, then I had to do eight trials of an activity that takes seven to eleven minutes for each trial.

I think the reason I got paid so much is because of how frustratingly uncomfortable that last part was.

 

So Far in 2011…

Number of Taco Bell tacos eaten: 24

Number of times I did my own laundry: 2

 

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