Okay, I know I said I wouldn't blog for awhile cause I'm so crazy busy (and sick) but I had to post this.

Conversation between me and my Professor.

'liya - you asked to talk to me about my mark?
Prof - yes, your presentation was great!
'liya - but then why did you only give me a B?
Prof - because it was TOO GOOD, I don't think you did it yourself
'liya - what!
Prof - It seemed done before, it was too well done, too rehearsed, you knew too much etc.
'liya - (no words because in shock)
Prof - hmmm
'liya - I can't help it if I just worked really hard to make something good!
Prof - hmm well-
'liya - All the information I knew was from my class last year but we didn't even read King Lear last year .. I read it last in high school.. .. and I just applied what I had learned.. ...if you want I can show you all my notes.. I mean I worked so hard on it for so long.. and I even did all the extra stuff with visual examples.. (keeps blabbering on)
Prof - that's okay, I'll change it to an A, I was just testing you.

Yeah so I can't believe he thought it was too good to get an A first! And for the past day I had been so depressed because I was thinking about what I had possibly done wrong because everyone had told me it was great (and so had he)! What a waste of my moping time. At first I was so mad, but then I felt happy -- like that is a good thing right -- well sort of.

This is my favourite prof at York but sometimes he scares me.

Anyways I've been sickly lately (yes again, I know, I know, when is it going to end!!!). I threw up at school yesterday (in the washroom not in class), but I stayed at school because I had another presentation that I had to do and wanted to be done with.. only when I went to that class there was a note on the door saying class was cancelled! I don't know why these things happen to me.

I've thrown up so many times these past few days I'm like an expert on it. It's quite gross, but what can I do - I don't WANT my food to come up. It's nothing contagious, I just well can't eat anything except bread with butter because nothing else is staying down. I'm really starting to like butter... if you keep some of it long enough in your mouth it can taste like anything you wish.

My mom is blaming this on the strong antibiotics I had to take from my wisdom teeth. She thinks they made my stomach really weak. I think so too, and that doesn't make the greatest combination with my period.

I long for the day when I can blog about something happy and cheerful again.

CURRENT MOOD: In too much back pain to have a mood.