I’m Just Too Advanced, so I Died 5x

A new concept in school for me is the idea of ‘Virtual Campus’.

I heard about this, and was like “Okay, I’m not using this then….” because while I go on the computer regularly, I still have major issues with things that later, when I complain about it to friends/family, they’re like “Umm… seriously?”

My worst fear is clicking on something that LOOKS harmless, and getting the Blue Screen of Death as a response

It’s amazing that I managed to figure out iMovie enough for class, let alone use it to subtitle my complain video about my hairy roommate…

So one of my teachers said that yeah, he’ll be using it, and he’ll put up the slides on this Virtual Campus thingy, but made it all sound enough of a meh kind of thing that I was like “Okay, so I don’t have to use this to pass.”

This was on Wednesday, and my first class with this guy.

On Monday, I got a bit of a shock when I was informed by another teacher that all assignments would be… assigned on the virtual campus.

Egads!

And then she goes on to kill me.

All tests will be performed on the VC as well!

Death.

I was that dead girl at the back of the class. Third row, to the right.

I somehow managed to revive myself enough to hear her continue to explain how that would work.

The Tests had no time limits, and she said that she expects us to use our textbooks for it, and I was revived a bit more. Then she killed me again.

As soon as the test is closed, even if you haven’t clicked the button that says “Submit”, it will be handed in… oh by the way, the program seems to be having some problems and occasionally quits.

Quits?

Death.

So I’m required to use this Virtual Campus in order to pass… Great. And it may hand in my tests only part-way finished… Great.

I also have to figure out how to get ONTO this stupid thing, and I will likely die again before I finish. But… I could also get all of the lecture notes, at least for one of my classes, and not have too go to class!?! BRILLIANT! (Lexy, don’t call in the dogs, both you and I know that though I think I could do the class without going to class, I can’t, and won’t)…

Hermit Hobo Me: You mean... I could NOT go to class and still get your notes...? All I have to do is go onto this horribly complicated site? Why do you raise my hopes so? (also, L is AWESOME! From Death Note)

Thankfully All I have to do to get to the site is Google “UOttawa Virtual Campus”, and it’s my usual Ottawa Username and password to get in (as it is for all students, if you don’t know your student number by now you have already failed, and haven’t been able to hand in any tests, assignments…Fail.), and I noticed when I clicked a link to my class that I had an assignment up. Fun. So I clicked it, as it didn’t have a time limit other than it had to be handed in by the next week.5, and waited as it brought up a blank page.

It wouldn’t open.

Death.

Next class my teacher said that it seems as though people who have a more advanced computer (as I do, and I love my Macbook Pro) may not be able to open anything on the VC.

Bugger.

I figured out that I can hand things IN, I just can’t open the assignment description… I also can open and hand in the tests, which is wonderful as I don’t want to have to go to the library every time I need to finish a test.

Also, now all of the tests are open, so I could, conceivably, finish all of my tests and then finish the assignments as they come, but really, I may do a couple of tests every other week if I’m feeling ambitious, but the test I just did today tells me that my teacher tells us a lot of the answers in class.

So now I’m alive, with my much too Advanced (yes with capital) computer, feeling happy that the test was so easy even if I DID have to go out and buy a $150 set of books (Death), and I DO have to do laundry (DEATH)…

But maybe tomorrow…

Freshman 15? More like 50 I hear…

One of the funny things I heard about Freshman year is the Freshman 15.

Your average goes down 15%.

You gain 15 pounds.

A not-quite equal trade-off I think.

But it seems that people focus more on the 15 pounds than the marks. My sister bought me some stuff from the Lindt store , one of those large freezer Ziploc baggies with a bunch of the wonderful stuff. She warned me as she handed over the clear bag of wonder, that Freshman 15 is more like Freshman 50, and I should be careful.

I am generally careful, and most of the bag is still sitting beside me.

Waiting.

Tempting.

In general, I worry about my health, but it’s mainly the idea of whether or not I’m getting enough iron, enough of whatever vitamins I need, and in general if I’m healthy. I have a high metabolism, and playing hockey ups that as well. I eat a lot of meat (Im the carnivore of the family), and I worry about if I’m eating enough greens, if I perhaps should have had another apple, and If I should perhaps take one of those Vitamin C pills–just in case.

I don’t actually worry much about my weight. I once tried keeping track of my weight, but it depends on what I do over the summer that shows what me normal weight is. Hockey season it’s pretty constant (NO, I’m not going to say what it is), and it’s only been the past two summers while I’ve been working that my weight stays about the same. Muscle adds weight. I like muscle, even if it makes the sleeves on some of my shirts tight as they were after this past summers experience.

But it seems as though the rest of the female population in my year focus a lot more on the number than what the weight is from. It’s just AMAZING how much people focus on their weight. Yes you should be a healthy weight for your size, but everywhere I look as I head to my classes I’m seeing the uuber skinny legs and the jutting collar bones of people who just Don’t Eat.

I kind of wish that the mentality was a bit more like in the olden days, where if a woman had wide hips and some meat on her she was a much more desirable wife/person/whatever than the petit, breakable looking girls.

I would much rather hear about how worried one of my friends is about keeping her scholarship up (NOOOO! DO NOT LOSE 15%!!!), even as tedious as that can be, rather than hear about how they wanted to get themselves a yogourt but had to get a salad instead–have to watch their weight after all.

EAT! I don’t want you looking over my MEAL with envy as you pick at your rabbit-food! You got a freaking meal plan because it’s required of first years, USE IT! It’s TAX FREE for students!

WHAT can I say to make you realize that weight is good for you?

It’s okay to be ‘FAT’. Overweight is bad, but you won’t get overweight by eating a HEALTHY amount of food!

Losing weight makes your boobs smaller.

Gymnasts sometimes have trouble getting pregnant because they’re too skinny and their body wouldn’t be able to support the baby.

Sometimes during a hockey season I would get too skinny, and (guys skip ahead) I would skip my period for a while. Yay for losing it, but as soon as I got it again I GOT HORRIBLE CRAMPS! A blender in my stomach was set to PUREE and then bleach was poured over it!

The Boney look will NEVER be in style.

If I can count your ribs without you sucking in a breath, you look like a skeleton, not a model. (Yes, that was a bit harsh)

Modelling in Europe changed so that if you were below what was a healthy body weight for your height, you were fired from the agency. Many agencies lost more than half of their models.

All I’m trying to say is that not being a stick is more than okay.

Also, there’s only so many times that you can reassure someone that they’re not fat before you turn around ad call them pudgy to spite.

Don’t be that person.

A HEALTHY weight is a SEXY weight.