Remember when I moved in you, and the Holy Dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was Hallelujah

I killed my psych midterm this morning. That doesn't happen to me often, where I walk out and am happy with my performance. I'm especially happy that all these smug first years thought the exam was way harder than the last one (the last average was 84%). When in fact I thought that this exam was much easier.

I was doing a Cognitive Psychology Lab earlier today on prototypes (a way to remember things based only on the essential features of objects. eg. apple= round, red, stem, leaf, shiny; and things that are encountered later are compared to the original concept). OK anyway, what I'm trying to say, is that is was a lab so that you could pick between: is this an A or a B? Here's an example:

The answer is that this represents an A. Can't you tell? I had to guess. YUp. This whole time. I don't know what the fuck that is. IT's a bunch of dots. Dots they move randomly so that you're supposed to be able to tell. Well I fricken can't. Anyway. Good lab, keep up the excellent work.

Gina convinced me to go to a Mary K party that Kate is having even though I wasn't invited (yeah, only one not invited). Anyway, I got ready and we're driving there and Lyndsey calls Kate to get her address and tells Kate that I'm comming. Yup, she didn't want me to. Bridesmaids only apparently. Gina turned the car around, even though we were half way to Edmonton, because I refused to go due to unparalleled rage..


I found a pair of iPod headphones in a snowbank a couple days ago. I picked them up and washed them with a cloth and they work really well so I'm happy because if I break mine now I have a backup pair. But I can't help but wonder if I should have left them there, what if their owner is looking for them? I dunno.
I've become completely and utterly obsessed with James Blunt over the past week and a half. I'm addicted.

On a side note, I'm moving my big fishtank out of my room this weekend. It's going to the basement "living room" type area. Good thing because my bedroom is like 45 degrees because of that thing. It just heats up the room like you wouldn't believe and I haven't been able to use fluffy covers in quite a while. Which really is quite sad.

Ok almost time for Survivor.