hmm well, a typical Wednesday.... not really. I went to BIO 181, which let me tell you, either makes you more dedicated to science, or it helps you see that biology sucks, if that is the case then it is not for you. I was supposed to meet up with my stupid english partner after class to do this podcast recording for our second english writing project, but guess what...... he didn't show up. Well that is pretty much his character, but I did find out later on that he had to go to the bank, and in a cranky voice told me he had to wake up at 7:30 to go to the bank... well I am very sorry Mr. podcast partner, but I too had to wake up at 7:30, and in fact actually HAD to because I live off campus and must be at school on time. Anyways, I guess he needed to get money for his mom, who has cancer. I feel awful about that, but I thought it was odd that he had to get the money that very morning when we were supposed to meet. But, hey I am not a cruel person, I would never hold that against him. Anyhow, so then we had to record the podcast on the last day that I got to hang out with my best friend. She came a long with us, which was awkward to say the least. My partner, being the cocky kid he is, started singing I'm Sexy and I know it, and freaking out about the podcast feeling nervous. Thank goodness we finished the podcast in less than thirty minutes, most of it being us fighting back and forth, and unfortunately not in a witty way.
This is probably the worst blog ever, but at least I can get my emotions out. Signing off.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
zoo day
After two classes, that were a waste of my time, at ASU today I went to the zoo for my weekly volunteering job. I assist the reptile keepers. Sounds exciting? It's not. Zookeeping is not glamarous if that is what you think. In fact, it is monotonous and to be honest, gross. A zookeeper is a janitor, but for animals. Still, I respect the zookeepers I work with. They are hard workers, lifting things, scooping scat (fancy term for poop that I prefer to use), building exhibits, capturing animals, and so many other things, while getting paid jip. Therefore, although I think the job is horrible, I really do admire zookeepers and hate that they get paid so little.
Now, I am truly sorry if I just underhandingly ruined your hopes and dreams to be a zookeeper. If that is what you want to do, then please go for it, but keep in mind what I said and go find out for yourself, experience is the best thing anyone can have. Anyways, I am ranting, really my story starts with hitting someones car accidentally. I "bumped" it, which I really did, I was an awful person though and did not check the car, in fact I drove away and parked somewhere else. It is not that I am a bad person, I am just a new driver, the person was somewhere in the zoo, and I was embarrassed. I know, no excuses. I felt badly afterwards, but I believe it is too late now and I promise to anyone reading this and to myself that I will never run away from my own problems again.
After my excursion with the parked car, I got to the zoo, ate some pretzel m and m's which are heaven by the way and went on with my work. Let's skip to the good stuff. I began helping with one of the zookeepers, gorgeous, young, and seriously the nicest person I have ever met. She was having an awful day and it just kept getting worst. Like a butterfly landing on a car that is tilting over a cliff and causing it to take its last fall, her day got worst. We went into the baby komodo dragon exhibit, my first time, you can imagine how excited I was. She explained everything to me, while still being pissed off from the previous events that day and while she vented I misted the cute little komodos. I asked her, "How many babies are there in this exhibit?" She replied with four. I counted, one....two....three............. where was the fourth? I knew I had a bad eye, never could find anything that camouflaged in exhibits so I mentioned it to her and she looked too. We looked all over the place, on the branches, in holes, on the ground, under a water dish, but the darn baby was not there. We called another keeper and as she searched the exhibit as well I looked up outside in the hallway and low and behold, the missing komodo was chilling at the top. It was like a scene from Jurassic Park, when the raptors got out and were stalking the humans, of course the komodo was tiny and not as scary, but it still gave a similar feeling. I kept an eye on the baby while the two zookeepers got gloves and something to push it towards the gloves, but guess what, the komodo freaked and went into a wall! So we had a baby komodo dragon in the ceiling. Crazy, right?! Yes, seven people not including me piled into the building, bringing ladders, hammers, flashlights, tape, anything and everything that could help. Worst of all, I with one of the zookeepers went out on an errand for more flashlights, and supplies, but the flashlights we found were empty and the batteries we found were dead! Could they seriously be any more unprepared? Anyways the end of the story is, the baby komodo dragon was caught and the hole in the wall will be ceiled up.
Maybe that wasn't very interesting to you, but that is the most exciting thing that has happened while I have volunteered at the zoo. Then I checked out at the zoo, bought tickets for an event later on that week, which I might add, while I was buying tickets some Aussie dressed in a fancy suit came up to me and said ," I want to see a rhino." in his amazing Australian accent. Still, I couldn't help but think he was somehwat of an idiot. I got home, took a shower, called my parents to shamefully tell them of my "bumping" another car incident, ate my dinner, along with a soda (although I have been trying to quit those damn tastey things), and a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Watched Julie and Julia, which brightened my day, while also making me want to eat pounds and pounds of food that Julia Child could teach me to make. Julia Child. Inspiration. Bon Appetite!
Now, I am truly sorry if I just underhandingly ruined your hopes and dreams to be a zookeeper. If that is what you want to do, then please go for it, but keep in mind what I said and go find out for yourself, experience is the best thing anyone can have. Anyways, I am ranting, really my story starts with hitting someones car accidentally. I "bumped" it, which I really did, I was an awful person though and did not check the car, in fact I drove away and parked somewhere else. It is not that I am a bad person, I am just a new driver, the person was somewhere in the zoo, and I was embarrassed. I know, no excuses. I felt badly afterwards, but I believe it is too late now and I promise to anyone reading this and to myself that I will never run away from my own problems again.
After my excursion with the parked car, I got to the zoo, ate some pretzel m and m's which are heaven by the way and went on with my work. Let's skip to the good stuff. I began helping with one of the zookeepers, gorgeous, young, and seriously the nicest person I have ever met. She was having an awful day and it just kept getting worst. Like a butterfly landing on a car that is tilting over a cliff and causing it to take its last fall, her day got worst. We went into the baby komodo dragon exhibit, my first time, you can imagine how excited I was. She explained everything to me, while still being pissed off from the previous events that day and while she vented I misted the cute little komodos. I asked her, "How many babies are there in this exhibit?" She replied with four. I counted, one....two....three............. where was the fourth? I knew I had a bad eye, never could find anything that camouflaged in exhibits so I mentioned it to her and she looked too. We looked all over the place, on the branches, in holes, on the ground, under a water dish, but the darn baby was not there. We called another keeper and as she searched the exhibit as well I looked up outside in the hallway and low and behold, the missing komodo was chilling at the top. It was like a scene from Jurassic Park, when the raptors got out and were stalking the humans, of course the komodo was tiny and not as scary, but it still gave a similar feeling. I kept an eye on the baby while the two zookeepers got gloves and something to push it towards the gloves, but guess what, the komodo freaked and went into a wall! So we had a baby komodo dragon in the ceiling. Crazy, right?! Yes, seven people not including me piled into the building, bringing ladders, hammers, flashlights, tape, anything and everything that could help. Worst of all, I with one of the zookeepers went out on an errand for more flashlights, and supplies, but the flashlights we found were empty and the batteries we found were dead! Could they seriously be any more unprepared? Anyways the end of the story is, the baby komodo dragon was caught and the hole in the wall will be ceiled up.
Maybe that wasn't very interesting to you, but that is the most exciting thing that has happened while I have volunteered at the zoo. Then I checked out at the zoo, bought tickets for an event later on that week, which I might add, while I was buying tickets some Aussie dressed in a fancy suit came up to me and said ," I want to see a rhino." in his amazing Australian accent. Still, I couldn't help but think he was somehwat of an idiot. I got home, took a shower, called my parents to shamefully tell them of my "bumping" another car incident, ate my dinner, along with a soda (although I have been trying to quit those damn tastey things), and a bowl of chocolate ice cream. Watched Julie and Julia, which brightened my day, while also making me want to eat pounds and pounds of food that Julia Child could teach me to make. Julia Child. Inspiration. Bon Appetite!
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