Ranramblings....

I went to a community center, it's called MMHA i think. I forgot the full name, but it's some center that looks exactly like a house except it's got a few principles and volunteers and has tiles everywhere and chairs and tables like classrooms and two computers in the same room opposing each other and two principle room like rooms that are taken up by some people that look way toooo serious. Fine, they people there look sooo serious. I dont like that. And since it's going to be my first experience in doing community service, this is going to be like heading into a new school and meeting some very grumbly teachers. I suppose that they might have had some bad experience with some previous volunteers and may have something against the way i look, but still they just seem way too serious for their own good. It is freaking me out. The look on the lady's face was like some prison guard staring at the new slave that just walked in willingly into the asylum. Rather than giving a warm welcome it seemed like she was staring at me as if i was an extra hassle to deal with. Looking at me with those cold, calculative and judgemental eyes made me feel uncomfortable. It's like i am an object for scrutinization without any prior knowledge of my feelings. But there's another fellow there who i find provides a more comfortable demeanor. No, it's not some girl i have a crush on, but it's this guy who goes by the name of Kaz. This guy's a caucasian who's i think a few years older than me and is very warm and enthusiastic. But he manages to keep the seriousness of the working expectation at the same time. That's a very nice combination. I'd look forward to working with him, but no the other persons there. They just seem like evil bosses who came all the way from pluto where everyone wears a face which has never seen the "ungloomy" side of the solar system.

There are some people who even give fake phone numbers. Oh my gawd, i'm taking research methods this semester and the biggest worry of my life just seemed to crash onto me because i am having yet ANOTHER FREAKY GROUP ASSINGMENT. This time it's an EXPERIMENT to DESIGN, CARRY OUT and PRESENT RESULTS. O M G. W T H D I D. Haiz. Some people are irresponsible. I wonder if they just enjoy being that way. Is it fun? I wish there were no group projects sometimes and i could do everything on my own. I don't know, i'm just a more one-person-do-it-all-until-perfection type of person. SO PLEASE EXCUSE ME if i demand PERFECTION from the most IMPORTANT course i will be taking so far.

Abnormal psychology. Hmm...filled with boys and..girls and...girl... :S

SS 2 has this freak lady who stalks you. Well it's not exactly stalking. Stalking is when you try to conceal yourself, but this freak stares are you right beside you. What the HECK IS WRONG with this lady. She walks from table to table staring at what people are doing. People are softly gigling away right beside her and she doesn't care. She takes turns and goes on her rounds....what the hell. Is ss2 becoming the next generation of mental asylums? The field project?