Sook

"Sook": a person who is timid, soft, and/or generally weak.

Me: "Ugh, my fingers are frozen."
Classmate: "Yeah, I'm such a sook when it comes to cold weather."

It's currently 40 degrees F and I absolutely hate it. Unfortunately, it's still autumn and is just going to just get colder. The Ozzies tell me that if I think it's cold now, I should wait until it hits June. UGGGHH. If anything, the weather is making me itch for sunny California. I suppose I did time my EAP experience somewhat correctly. Theoretically, the weather will get crappy enough to make me want to return home, as opposed to me leaving when everything's just starting to get sunny and dandy.

Instead of studying for my midterm, I watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix while I ate dinner. My intention was to watch the kissing scene between Harry and Cho, as I had previously thought I didn't see it. As I was watching the movie though, I had the strange sensation of deja vu. Some parts of the movie were starting to look really familiar, but how could that be when I don't recall seeing Cho and Harry lock lips? When the highly anticipated scene actually arrived however, I soon realized that I did see it before. I had just forgotten I'd seen it because it was so spectacularly DISAPPOINTING. Considering that scene had at least 30 takes, I would expect to see a little more passion. C'mon, Daniel Radcliffe, you're supposed to be a randy teenager!

Speaking of randiness, I got that terminology from one of my many zoology professors. Kath Hanasyde is away on a research excursion to the Galapagos (lucky devil) and Raoul Mulder is off doing who knows what, so the subject is being taught by researchers. The current one goes by the name of Michael and I gotta say, he's not too bad on the eyes (unfortunately, he's also married. Figures.) Micheal has this wonderful way of describing the animals he's lecturing on, especially the reptiles. For example, in one lecture he went on for 15 minutes about the dangers of "randy male snakes" and the "sexy legs" of the green tree frogs.

I almost forgot to mention that I caught a baby mouse last week. I'm not sure what type of mouse it actually was, but it was young enough that it couldn't run very fast, but old enough to have a full coat of baby fine fur. I couldn't leave it in the middle of the road (it was next to the Zoology greenhouse) so I picked it up and carried it to Lab with me. It promptly bit me, which hurt a little but not enough to be bothersome. I should have just left it to fend for itself, because once I got to lab, the professor immediately saw that I was carrying something nonacademic-related and I had to take it to the Zoology office. There, the mouse was stuffed into a jar and I was ordered back to my classroom. I later found out that my professor ordered it to be killed. :(

Alright, it's almost midnight now and I'm determined to finish at least one lecture tonight. Bye!