Treat yourself

I feel as if sometimes I'm a masochist and that I do indeed enjoy pain and suffering. Thus, once in a while I think it would be beneficial for me to stop punishing myself and buy myself a present. Well, it just so happens that that time of the year has come again; hooray (I usually do this every other year). There are a few things that I've been looking at, and I can't decide upon which one to get because I kind of want all of them; but, this time my budget is $500 (I'm trying really hard not to go over $300 but I'm kind of failing at that). So, you guys can help me decide.

I've been wanting a speaker dock for a while (for my ipod of course), and the clarity of the sound on these are so amazing it'll blow your mind.

http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10551&storeId=10151&langId=-1&productId=8198552921665870114

Then as most of you know, the CD player in my car is non-existent and my cassette adapter broke recently which is why I wanted to get a bluetooth audio receiver/CD player (actually I've been wanting this since I got my car).

http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10551&storeId=10151&langId=-1&productId=8198552921665755310

And the last thing that caught my eye were the noise cancelling headphones. I already have noise cancelling earphones but these headphones are pretty amazing. You literally cannot hear a thing, which could essentially be bad in case of a fire... but hey, at least I'll have good bass as I'm burning.

http://www.sonystyle.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?catalogId=10551&storeId=10151&langId=-1&productId=8198552921665348955

Anyways, I really can't decide what to get because everything is ridiculously attractive. Because I'm so indecisive, I thought that I would let you guys provide me with some input. So text me, leave a comment, Facebook, whatever. Tell me which one I should get. 1, 2, or 3.

use post-its & be careful: it's Wednesday <3

Stuck on you

Has anyone ever had a good experience using super glue? I swear, that stuff is way too strong; but, I guess if it weren't it wouldn't be called super glue right? I've never had any sort of good experience with super glue. If my fingers weren't stuck together, then my hair and my fingers would be.

Well, today I figured I would take the time to finally fix my adapter seeing as how I bought super glue yesterday. I gently squeezed the tiny tube and gel started coming out slowly, and I thought to myself, "Hey, it would be a miracle if I didn't get any of this on my hand this time; but, it just might happen." Of course, knowing my luck, my life never works in such manner. As I was pressed a little bit harder to get a more of the gel onto my adapter, the glue decides to freak out and half of the tube ends up on my left hand. Good thing it dries instantly! I hate the feeling of super glue, it feels coarse... kind of like the skin of a wrinkly old man (given, I don't walk around touching wrinkly old men... but come on, you know what I mean). Eventually I got all of the super glue off; however, it took one hour and twenty minutes (which is... the duration of my native american studies class).

Oh, guess what guys? I took the bus today. Are you guys proud of me or what? Okay, I wasn't by myself but still, it's an improvement. Buses are pretty creepy.

Does it feel like summer to anyone else? Because I think it feels like summer; hence, I should be relaxing. I wish. Unfortunately, I need to go get a reader at 3rd and A. Doesn't that sound shady? Sort of like a street corner for hookers, prostitutes, and drug dealers.

Hey... I'll meet you at 3rd and A. ;)

play pool & tie shoes <3

Phobia

When I was small I hated going to sleep because everything would be too dark (ironic, I can't sleep with any lights on nowadays). For some reason, when you're a kid, you have this preconceived notion that all the "bad guys" come out to play at night. I remember lying there wide awake, looking out for things that were out of ordinary or strange reoccurring sounds.

I was reminiscent of these childhood fears a couple of days ago when I couldn't fall asleep. It was around 5am but I was still wide awake, staring at the shadows cast upon the wall. Of course, now when I look at the shadows I see Pooh bear and myriad of random ridiculous things, but I remember back in the day when I would look at the shadows at night and see the witches, ghosts, and demons that were all out to get me.

There was this one time, I must have been in Kindergarten or so, I couldn't sleep at night and I stayed up and fiddled around with things in my room. I stumbled across the medicine cabinet (why my parents kept the medicine cabinet in the room of a child is beyond me) and I took out random bottles to play with. I went on my bed and I spilled the iodine everywhere. I didn't know what to do because as you know, iodine has a really dark color. I probably thought about cleaning it up but something caught my eye. On the side of the bottle, there was a little cross bones symbol (you know, the one that tells you when something's poisonous). I saw that and I freaked out, I started crying and I couldn't stop because I truly believed I was going to die. And that's how my parents found me in the morning, crying with a bottle of iodine in my hands. The dumb thing is, I remember my dad telling me that I wouldn't die and if I did, he would take me to see the doctor. Stupid dad.

play with flashlights & tie hair <3

Grazie

After listening to me whine and complain through the fourteen previous posts about a handful of things that bother me, if you're still reading this, it must mean that you are an amazing friend and you love me very, very much (in that case, I'm extremely touched). Either that, or you're a creepy stalker and you read my blog everyday because you think it'll provide insight as to what I think about you (in that case, you are an egocentric, self-absorbed, psychopath and I'm most likely not writing about you, so don't flatter yourself). If you happen to be the latter and you're reading this right now, please go away.

Alright, now that all the creepers have left, let me explain myself. For the past fourteen posts I've been emphasizing upon the things that I find irritating or ridiculous (perhaps a combination of both) because these are the subtle things that drive me up the wall. Whenever people/events happen in concordance to what I've described in the past, it makes me want to bash my head in with a hammer (or any other large metal object). However, there are several exceptions to this. It all depends on the people and the circumstance. Let's say one of my closest friends did all fourteen of these irritating things. Would they still be my friend? Yeah, of course. As long as the positives put fourth outnumber the negatives, feel free to be as irritating as you want (however, people that constantly do these fourteen things probably wouldn't be one of my closest friends to begin with; just saying). Anyway, it was refreshing getting a few thoughts out in the open. I usually keep whatever's bothering me to myself (...and a select few unfortunate people that probably dread my phone calls by now... heh heh); but, this was kind of nice.

Thanks for a great week. Hopefully, we'll all be able to hang out like this again over summer. As to the people that I didn't get a chance to see, you're all party-poopers and I better be seeing your beautiful faces in the near future.

Spring quarter: let the sleep depravity resume. Good luck everyone~

avoid conflict & work hard <3

Tell on me

I can't believe the week is over already. That was really fast. Now it's back to school. Actually, I think it's about time to go back. Whenever I have break, I always feel as if my life has no purpose. I'm not saying that I live for school; but, the fact that I'm not studying for some kind of midterm or final bewilders me and I become confused about what I'm supposed to do with my life. A week of break is the right amount. It's the perfect dose, a temporary break, from the constant studying and testing. Well, approximately 65 more days until summer (if you count it by weeks it feels as if summer is closer, so 13 weeks).

I have something against tattletales and kiss-ups. Then again, most people do. Kiss-ups are just annoying. Whenever people suck up to a teacher you sit there and you wonder if the teacher knows that the student is merely trying to kiss-up to them in order to obtain a better grade. You wonder if the teacher is stupid enough to fall for the "trap" and favor that student above anyone else. Every other student in the class knows when their classmates try to do so, and they all show the kid shame and disgust. However, what's even worse than kiss-ups are tattletales. When you're in a classroom filled with other students you guys are all there to pass the class and get good grades as a whole (okay, the only exception is if the teacher curves; then, it's an all out war). So if your classmate next to you is doing their homework at the last minute, why would you tell on them? Why would it matter as long as they complete the task? Do you get a better grade for telling on them? No. You only get disrespect from your fellow students. I've seen people do this and it disgusts me. Instead of telling on them, you should help them, pity them (and then own them on the tests of course). What if that were you? What if you forgot about a homework assignment that was supposed to be due that day? Do you guys remember that rule that teachers kept emphasizing when we were in elementary school? "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you?" I think that applies here (this rule doesn't work all of the time though, sometimes you treat people how you want to be treated; yet, they treat you like crap so if that happens then forget the rule, but don't stoop to their level [meaning don't be rude and vengeful]).

If someone tells on you it means that they feel that they have been 'harmed' in one way or another (because most people only care about themselves). However, who are you to tell someone that what they're doing is wrong? What gives you the power to judge other people? (unless they're doing something that's obviously wrong, example: robbing a bank) I just think that if I was doing something that bothered someone, I would want to be told face to face. We're not children anymore right? Situations can be handed in an orthodox manner. There need not be anymore "tattling" going on. In that case, if you're not going to tell that person what's going on straight up, it means that you can handle it. Whatever they're doing is affecting you minimally and you'll get over it in time (this is usually the route I take because there's really nothing worth worrying or being upset over for more than a couple of days).

play piano & sing really loud <3

Wake up

It's probably not a good thing when your dentist calls you on the phone. By dentist I mean the actual dentist and not the receptionist. After going to the dentist the other day, he smiled at me and told me that I didn't have any cavities but it wouldn't kill me to floss some more. So, I thanked him and left. How surprising. Although my teeth may be naturally straight the price to pay for that is cruddy teeth. My teeth happen to be softer than average, which makes them highly prone to cavities. Anyway, my dentist called me today and said the following:

"Hi, you're probably wondering why I'm calling when I told you yesterday that your teeth were fine; well, after reviewing your x-rays I noticed a dark region in your gums and upon further inspection I realized that you have gum infection. Have you been under a lot of stress recently?" (heck the freak yeah.)

"Um, yeah I suppose why?," I responded.

"Okay, because I believe that you have stress related gum infection" (what the heck, is that even possible?)

"Ohh, okay..." (I'm pretty confused, as you can tell) "So... what should I do...?"

"Well there are two options depending on how severe it actually is, I won't be able to tell until I see it in person. You can either get a root canal or you can have an operation to get rid of the entire infected area." (surgery?! what... the... f....). "So would you like to schedule a time?"

"Okay... sure...." (still in shock) "But, I can only come in either Friday afternoon or Saturday."

"Our next available appointment is Friday at 4:00pm on April 16th" (what the heck, that's like... another month, what's going to happen to my bloody infected gum until then?!)

"Oh... okay... bye"

What the heck you guys, what did I do to deserve this? I'm pretty worried to say the least. I'm not really sure what I'm supposed to do. Not stress? I'm naturally a worry-wart so it's pretty hard to do that. Hopefully, if anything it won't get worse.

Alright this post is already too long so I'll try to keep this short. It bothers me when people wake me up intentionally just for fun. It's already hard enough for me to get a decent night's rest, so I don't understand why people would do this. I tend to get angry at people if they wake me up, so it would behoove you not to tempt me.

use straws & eat avocados <3

Stalker

Haha, my gosh, I'm still laughing to myself. I swear, all of my friends are crazy. Maybe it's just the fact that I'm crazy; hence, I attract crazy people. It's the good kind of crazy, though. People aren't must fun if they're normal (or literally insane for that matter).

So here goes the adventure. I picked up all the homies and we went to Skyhigh. There was this guy there that was doing intense flips so we became inspired and vowed that we would learn how to flip before our one hour was over. Eliza started doing this slow motion somersaut-thing that looked pretty cool and I almost landed my attempted front flips. But song, that idiot. She did a front flip, landed on her glasses, and bent one of the metal hinges (her juicy couture rich-people glasses mind you, and it didn't help when I tried to bend it back and snapped the whole thing off...). We were pretty tired from jumping around for an hour so we decided to go to Tuttimelon to get some gelato. It was delicious as usual. Before going to karaoke we made a stop at Safeway to get some snacks. Snacks being a loaf of French bread and spinach dip. Yeah, we know how to party it up. So two hours of singing, dancing, and screaming our throats out (I'm pretty sure the doors aren't soundproof... oops). Pulling out the gangster rapping (it should be illegal for us to rap, it was so bad, Song singing Aerosmith should also be illegal; but that was so funny, I'm not going to be able to listen to "Don't want to miss a thing" anymore without thinking about what she did and laughing my butt off). By the time I got back it was well into the A.M.'s and I had lost my voice. Actually, I don't think it's back yet. I love days like these, it feels like it's summer and we never went off to college <3.>

It drives me insane when storekeepers follow me around the store while I'm trying to look at something. Does it not make you feel uncomfortable when you're trying to decide on which shoe you want and people follow you around and ask you if you want to try one on every five seconds? They should understand that you'll naturally tell them if you want to try a pair on when you see one that you like; however, stalking me just makes me want to leave the store ASAP before they come over and ask me (which is what I usually do).

watch movies & eat pretzels <3

Rich and famous

Yesterday ended up becoming busier than I had expected. I didn't sleep the previous night because I didn't feel tired at the time, and for lack of anything better to do I went swimming at 7am. I know, random right? Went home, showered, went to the mall (hey, I only bought socks this time okay?). Lunch with a few people, Alice in Wonderland with the home girl (this idiot locked herself out of her house so she had to climb through the window to get back in), dinner with the homies (thai food: that salad was pretty good...), and then billiards with the homies. I believe today will be a busy day as well, we have a lot planned so I'll probably be out the whole day; but, I'll fill you guys in on my adventures tomorrow after they happen, I suppose. My dentist's receptionist finally decided to answer the phone yesterday, so I have a dentist appointment in 20 minutes. By the way, I don't know if anyone else has this problem or not, it could be because I have too many things stored on my ipod, but itunes was malfunctioning on me yesterday and decided to delete half of my songs, I have them saved on a separate hard drive but it was bothersome putting them back into itunes (let me know if there's a solution to this problem, ugh apple). As itunes was failing me I happened to be cooking corn, text messaging, sending an email, video chatting, and cutting my hair at the same time. Of course I had to fail at one of these things, and it happened to be the corn. I completely forgot I was cooking and almost burnt it. Luckily, I remembered at the last second and prevented a fire. Only YOU can prevent forest fires!

You know, I never understood celebrities and their acne "problems." Take Jessica Simpson for instance, I love how she's the main spokesperson for Proactiv. I watched the hour long infomercial a couple years ago when I had nothing better to do. She starts off by telling everyone how she had severe acne problems and how it was ruining her life and subsequently, her career. She dishes out some sob story that goes on for around 15 to 20 minutes. You stick around because you want to see the before and after pictures (yeah, you know who you are). Now comes the grand finale, the best part of the infomercial in which they show you Jessica Simpson's pimples. Okay, so... where is it? You search the screen and bring out your magnifying glass. Ah, there it is! The 'severe' acne problem that is ruining her life is a tiny red speck on the side of her cheek. How horrifying and life-threatening. After this infomercial Proactiv just seemed really shady, and I've been skeptical of their product ever since.

Unfortunately, the media aims to set a certain "norm" as to which we all must follow in order to be sexy, glamorous, and rich. You see girls like Paris Hilton that sit around sunbathing and staying thin by eating a peanut for each meal; so you think, wow I should start eating half a peanut and I'll be just like her (okay maybe I'm exaggerating a bit). But, as kids grow up and they're constantly surrounded by these stereotypes they believe that if they want to be successful in the future they must be beautiful and scandalous. It's one thing to want to be healthy and fit, but it's another when you take extreme measures to become thin and develop eating disorders along the way. I, for one, cannot stand twiggy celebrities (unless their metabolism is naturally amazing and allows them to eat whatever they want; so jealous..). People like Ke$sha make me happy (hey, don't hate; watch her interview she seems like a cool person) she's comfortable with herself and doesn't feel the need to be an anorexic beast, same goes for Queen Latifah (she makes me laugh).

floss & jump on the bed <3

Enunciate

I love how break allows you the ability to sleep and wake up whenever the heck you want. Yesterday I ended up going to sleep at 5am and I woke up at around 11:40am which probably wasn't too smart because my doctor's appointment was at 12pm (I went to get a hpv shot). I also got the H1N1 vaccine... they told me to breathe in as they shot some sort of liquid up my nose (this was so uncomfortable, it felt like the sensation you get when you choke on chlorine). How attractive. The rest of the day went by pretty quickly as well. Hung out and did nothing with my home girl and mong (a very dumb dog that won't shut up) until... pretty late, and I played piano for the remainder of the day (okay fine, I bought some unnecessary things too). When you put Joanna, free time, and shopping malls together, you get a very sad checking account.

what bothers me: day 10 (4 days left of my pet peeves)

orange: Ah-range instead of Oh-range

coupon: Q-pon instead of Coo-pon

warm: wah-rm instead of woh-rm

library: lie-berry instead of lie-brare-ee

Those are just a few off the top of my head, there are several others but I can't think of anymore at this moment. (and good thing no one here says tow-mah-tow or else I'd have something against that as well)

Although this bothers me, I tend to bite my tongue if someone pronounces their words in this manner. That is, unless it's one of my friends then I would tell them to stop being stupid, in which case they would probably repeatedly pronounce the word in the same way just to bother me (such great friends I have).

Alice in wonderland today! How exciting. Johnny Depp is amazing. Though I'm not looking forward to the whole 3D thing. I don't know why but 3D glasses give me headaches on occasion; yet, I still watch everything in 3D. What am I doing with my life?

listen to music & use sunscreen <3

Get a room

I swore I would never give in to the sunblock that looks like a glue stick but it was on sale at Safeway so I had to buy it. I've always thought that the people that appear to be smearing glue over their face look like idiots; but, I guess now I too, will look like an idiot as I glue-stick my own face. I need to stop spending money. Good thing I'm going shopping tomorrow, and Friday, and Saturday. Fail.

I'm pretty booked for this week which must mean that one week is not enough time to hang out with everyone. I say spring break should be two weeks long. Because I seem to be dreaming, might as well make it a month. Oh, and while I'm on the topic of school, I still haven't been able to get into the biology class that I need to get into; and that sucks, but it's okay because that's kind of the way the world works. Life won't change in conjunction to my emotion so there's no point in getting worked up over nothing.

It's so uncomfortable when you're around couples that like to grope each other and suck on each other's faces in public. It's nice to know that you're not single, and that you're all warm and fuzzy; but, is it necessary to show everyone else? Really, I'm happy for them but a little piece of me is dying inside as I'm forced to watch the disturbing x-rated scene. Keep it in your room (you know, as in a room that is yours).

snap your fingers & gel your hair <3

Useless apology

My back really hurts for some reason. As I was driving home, I noticed that whenever I move my neck up or down, the portion between my shoulder blades, the top of my neck, and down my spine hurts like abortion with clothes hangers (then again, I wouldn't know how that feels like; but, I'm assuming it hurts...). This must be due to some intense test-taking position that I assume; I mean, it's either that or it's because of that ridiculous stuffed animal-rat-thing with the painful shoes that tries to attack me at night.

What does it mean when people apologize? I always question the sincerity of people that keep telling you sorry this, sorry that. Example time. Let's say you have to go take a midterm and water is falling from the sky. So you happen to be talking to someone about the the horrendous weather and they realize that you must embark on a journey through the storm. They say "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." I never know how to respond when someone apologizes for that kind of stuff, I usually just throw out an awkward laugh and let the moment pass. What I really want to say is: the weather is out of your control, why are you apologizing unnecessarily? Also, I'm sure you're not sorry or else you would offer me an umbrella and rain boots instead of an useless apology. Anyway, I think that apologizing too often takes away from the meaning of apologies. People should only apologize when they mean it (the same goes for saying "I love you" as well; people throw around the phrase so casually that it essentially has no meaning anymore, which is why I can never directly tell [as in face to face] someone I love them if I really do love them [not even my aunt, which is just sad]... this could become problematic in the future, I should start practicing in front of the mirror or something).

press snooze & buy mushrooms <3

Going down

WEEKEND! Finally, the quarter is over. Now that Chem is done with, it feels like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders and break can begin. No lab for one more week, which is always exciting.

People are so lazy. I'll admit that I too am lazy; however, this is at my own expense (I get so lazy that I don't eat anything). You know that people are ridiculously lazy when they decide to take the elevator from the second floor to the first floor. First of all, it's going down the staircase, not up. Secondly, the time it takes to walk down one flight of stairs is significantly less than the time it takes to wait for the elevator. Going from the third floor to the basement, if someone happens to press the elevator to go from the second floor to the first floor that means I must stop on the second floor, the first floor, and then I can finally get down to the basement. Does that make me angry? Heck, yes. In fact today a twiggy white boy did exactly that. As I stood in the elevator with him, I was glaring at him and he could tell that I was angry. I later biked past him and was debating whether or not I should run into him. Of course I decided against it because that's like a lawsuit waiting to happen. I can see it in the headlines already "Elephant girl kills twiggy white boy."

enjoy the break & eat real food <3

Pepe le pew

Let me start off by taking out my frustration on this blog. YOU are just stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid. You are a waste of my life and I wish you would just stab yourself, fall off of a cliff, and disappear. Seriously, how can anyone be so stupid? It's frustrating how stupid you are. Do you feel stupid now? I tried to sound as condescending as possible when I spoke with you. Why? Because you're stupid and you're wasting my time. The world does not revolve around you, and the sooner you learn that, the better it is for the world. Stop acting like a child. Dealing with your foolishness is becoming redundant and increasingly cumbersome. So please, do everyone a favor and just go away.

Sorry about that, but I'm rather frustrated and I needed to vent somewhere. Call me if you want the full story.

I don't understand when people drench themselves in cologne or perfume. Is it really necessary? Can cologne or perfume substitute showers? I think not. Typically guys are a disgusting species that don't bathe often, which is why they go out, buy Axe, and subsequently diminish the whole bottle in a single day (come on guys if you don't want to shower at least buy something that smells good; for example Armani for men, I tend to stalk guys that put this on). This is unattractive and if anything, will repel girls. On the other hand, girls think that if they put on a bunch of perfume they will attract the attention of guys. Which is true, they will get their attention; however, this is not necessarily good attention. The guys that I know don't like the smell of excessive perfume and they would prefer frequent showers. Whether it be guys or girls, I hate it when people put on too much perfume. I hate it even more if the perfume isn't even decent smelling.

Math today, Chem tomorrow. Hardcore studying must commence.

Peace & love <3

Late or not

I like to see myself as a very timely person. I don't like it when people wait for me, and at the same time I don't like waiting for people. Thus, I make it a point to arrive at places a bit earlier (unless I'm pretty sure they're going to be late, or if I just fail at life in general). Given this, I expect people to be on time. It drives me insane when people make me wait for them. Especially if it's over 30 minutes. If you're going to be late, you should call me or text me. Preferably double the amount of time you're going to be late. For example, if you're going to be 5 minutes late, tell me that 10 minutes ahead. Now, if you're going to cancel you should tell me that you can't make it somewhere between one or two days before the scheduled event, because I swear if you cancel on me between 30 minutes and an hour before I will despise you for quite some time until I come to terms with the fact that you're just a crappy person and I get over it (this is true unless I love you so much that it doesn't matter... but that's pretty rare so don't count on it).

I remember this one time in middle school I waited for someone at Valley Fair for five hours (keep in mind this is when I didn't have a car so it took me two hours to walk there). Why I stayed there for that long I don't know. What I do remember doing is falling asleep on a bed at crate and barrel and waking up to some lady telling me not to sleep on the display beds. After five hours I just left because really, that's ridiculous. If you're not going to come then just tell me. Don't call me and say that you're almost there. Man, what a waste of life.

wear socks & sleep in other people's beds <3

Passing

Yesterday night my fatty Chemistry textbook fell from the top of a bunk bed onto the arm of one of my suite mates (and then broke my pen; domino theory!). Whomever said school never killed anyone was a liar.

I don't understand people that drive 65 miles per hour in the "fast lane" on the freeway. Really, if you're going to drive in the leftmost lane, you should be going at least 70 mph, if not faster. So of course I get impatient and try to pass the snail drivers from the right side. This doesn't bother me because I guess if you're carpooling you have the right to be in that lane despite the speed in which you're driving. However, it does indeed bother me when you're trying to pass them and they suddenly speed up because they don't want you to drive in front of them. They go from 65 mph to around 75 mph. So you think to yourself, okay well as long as they continue driving at 75 mph I don't mind driving behind them. You resume your position behind the snail car and low-and-behold, they decrease their speed once again from 75 to 65. How frustrating. I don't understand why they don't just let you pass if they're going to continue to drive so slowly. Ridiculous.

eat reese's & plant strawberries <3

Goodnight goodbye

I tried to lift my head and it hurt, which is when I realized that I had locked my hair in my U-lock. This is what finals does to you, it turns you into a bumbling idiot. Then, at the same time I'm kind of just an idiot in general. Oh, and sorry for not updating earlier today. I'm usually pretty good about updating before tweleve on weekdays, but I got back from both my finals at 3:00, went to the arc, and returned at around 5:30.

Alright, pet peeve number three. I can't stand it when I'm talking to someone on the phone and they don't say goodbye to me. It goes something like this. "Okay, cool that sounds good" -silence- And this is when I glance at my phone and realize that they hung up already: hold up, what just happened? No goodbye? Why would you not say goodbye after the conversation is over? I don't understand. Under these circumstances I would call the person back to hear them say goodbye. It just doesn't feel conclusive otherwise. Along the lines of this, another thing that I can't stand is when people don't say goodnight to me. I always have to say goodnight to someone before I go to sleep; but, at the same time I expect a reciprocal response (of course this is only when there are people around me; I'm not crazy or anything, talking to walls...).

peel oranges & draw pictures of my face <3

High pitch

Oh my gandhi, finals start tomorrow! This quarter went by really fast. I always feel like after winter break, days pass by way too quickly. Fall quarter feels as if it's in slow motion... if only there were a balance between the two.

Something else that bothers me is the fact that people always change their tone of voice or the way they speak in accordance to whom they're talking to. I mean, it's a given that when you meet someone for the first time, you're careful not to show too much of your true self (though I hate it when people do this); but, it gets a bit unnecessary when they throw in the high pitched voice and the fake-nice sort of thing. My theory is, if people like you then great, if they don't then who cares. You shouldn't have to change who you are in order to please other people because the people that are actually worth pleasing will accept you for who you are (hopefully that made sense). In that case, I would like to live in a world where people would act as they do normally when they meet you for the first time. That way, it wouldn't be necessary to waste time talking to people that you know you don't like or people that you know you won't get along with. Honestly, it's just that voice that people use when they talk to other people. I hate it. It's annoying (okay it can be funny sometimes but only because it's ridiculous) and it makes me want to puke (like watching the Teletubbies eating tubby custard... what is that stuff anyway? shudder).

eat cookies & freeze ice cubes <3

Tee pee

I cannot stand toilet paper that is put in the wrong way. Yes, there is a "wrong" way to insert a roll of toilet paper. I don't understand how people can put it in that way and not feel irritated. Whenever I see a roll of toilet paper that is put in the wrong way, I have the urge to take it out and flip it around (I usually succumb to my urges unless I'm in a rush...). The proper way to put in toilet paper is to have the toilet paper coming out of the top part, so that the roll spins in a clockwise direction. Why does it matter what way the toilet paper is put as long as you can wipe your a--? Well of course it matters. First of all, if you put the toilet paper in the wrong way, you need to reach down to grab it. Secondly, if you put it in the wrong way it chafes against the wall (no one knows what goes on in bathrooms, would you want to have your toilet paper rub against the wall? I wouldn't). Lastly, if the toilet paper is inserted incorrectly, when you try to rip it, it will be increasingly difficult because it's not meant to be ripped in that direction. This can all be fixed if when you replace the roll of toilet paper, you take that extra second to make sure that the toilet paper is feeding out of the top. Then, everyone will be happy and won't want to commit murder after they pee (take note, this could benefit you in the future).

That got me really worked up. Okay. Back to intense studying.

use eye drops & drink caffeine <3

Sleeping pill

My eyelids are about to close (reading the chem book does that to you). I don't understand what's wrong with me. I'm always tired; yet, when I actually have the ability to sleep, I still end up waking up between hour 5 and hour 7. Why can't I sleep like a bear? Why can't I sleep for 12 hours straight? WHY?! I should go to the doctor and get some ambien or something of the equivalent.

I've been on BritneySpearsVEVO while reading my fat chem book and there are actually quite a few songs that I haven't heard before, which is strange because I assumed that I've already listened to all of the Britney songs. That girl is an extremely clever psychopath. Her songs are pretty decent and relatively catchy; but, I'd appreciate it if she would put some more clothes on (I mean come on woman, you have children... do you really want them to see you half naked?).

I've decided that too many things bother me, and that it would benefit me to write down what bothers me. Perhaps by doing so, I'll just accept the fact that these small things that frustrate me will continue to occur whether I like it or not. Thus, I've decided that starting tomorrow, for the next two weeks I'm going to write about one thing that bothers me each day (this is a warning in advance if you don't want to listen to me whine; but, if you do I'll love you that much more).

Alright. One week left. We can do this. Good luck with finals everyone! :)

drink coffee & STUDY <3

Attack

A couple of minutes ago I came out of my chemistry class minding my own business as I walked towards my bike. Suddenly, some girl backs her bike out of the bike racks and hits me, the innocent bystander. The girl apologized and said "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" However, after her apology she continued to jam her bike into my leg. People are so strange... I mean girl, if you're even going to bother apologizing then stop trying to bludgeon my leg.

Anyway, seems like another rainy day here and for once I'm not wearing my khakis. I deserve a pat on the back for that one. Today should be interesting...

take breath mints & dust often <3

Shuffle

Two days ago I put all of the songs in my ipod on shuffle by accident and I found out that I rarely listen to the vast majority of my songs. I'm currently on random song #254 and I have around 1200 songs left to go through.

I was biking to my biology discussion today and my ipod was playing stalker by goldfinger (I think). I remember adding this song a long time ago but I guess I've never really payed much attention to the lyrics; but, they were hilarious and I was laughing/smiling while biking so people probably thought I was some kind of creep (I know, story of my life right?)

My pass two is in eight minutes and all of the biology 2B classes are full. So I'm hoping that several people will fail 2A because I need my class. As for my last midterm, it's at four.

use soap & play monopoly <3

Chunky veggie

Yesterday I bought a bottle of v8 vegetable juice because as of late, I feel like I haven't been eating enough vegetables. The mere thought of the vegetable juice made me want to puke already. It's essentially like they took a bunch of vegetables threw them into a giant pot and mushed them all up. And that is exactly what it looked like when I opened the bottle. Red ketchup-look-alike vegetable mush that smelled like beets and celery. I looked at the nutrition label to make sure it was drinkable and it said: reconstituted vegetable juice blend. Does that sound dangerous to you because it sure as heck sounded hazardous to me. Well either way, I forced myself to drink it and it tasted like what the bottle said it would taste like; crap. I think I'm going to have to drink this in installments. It was pretty gross so I could only bring myself to drink 1/3 of it yesterday. What was funny about this though, was the look on the cashier's face as I brought it to her. She looked at the bottle questioningly and asked "... how does that taste?" Of course I told her that it tastes like vegetables and left it at that. Vegetables are self explanatory.

Well, Wednesday's are never a good sign; but, hopefully today will be alright for everyone.

eat rice & drink something that doesn't taste like vegetables <3

Eye see

I'm so sad. I feel like my eyes are getting worse and worse with each day that passes by. Sooner or later my 20/20 vision will exist no more. This is probably due to the dim lighting in the dorm rooms. I swear, at times it feels like I'm living in a bat cave; those cheap student housing administrators.

Has anyone ever told you that eating carrots would help your eyes? Then, did you believe them and overdose on carrots? Been there, done that. So carrots do help your eyes to some extent because they contain beta-carotene which can be converted into vitamin A in the body; however, overdosing on carrots will make you turn orange (this is true because beta-carotene is orange; but, it's generally not noticeable unless taken in ridiculous amounts) and the excess vitamin A consumed will be released as a waste product (yeah, you pee it out).

So to preserve your eyes (and I'm assuming you're all on the computer 24/7 because I know I am) adjust your brightness setting to around half (or anywhere lower is fine too) this creates less strain on your eyes. Don't stare at the screen for too long. It's natural to blink less while using the computer in comparison to how much you blink normally. This can make the eye dry faster (think of blinking like "resetting" your eyes). Get up, move away from your computer, and look at something far away. The lens of your eyes are constantly focused at the same spot on your computer screen, if you take a few seconds to look away it allows that portion of your eye to rest for a while. Lastly, when you're on the computer try to keep it around arms length away from you. Make sure you're looking down at the computer instead of straight on or up. Downwards is is the optimal direction because it is in accordance to the natural position of your eyes which creates less stress and strain (it's harder to look up than it is to look down; try it if you don't believe me).

eat celery & buy food <3

The dough

I went to the ATM machine this weekend and I saw that they have new ATM machines (at least since the last time I went there). These machines are amazing, they can tell how much money is on a check without you even pressing a single button. What's even more incredible is the fact that you can stick a bunch of cash into it and it'll tell you how much you put in. I was utterly shocked and amazed by these ATM machines so I ran to tell my suite mates. Apparently, these super ATM machines have been in use for a couple of months. Well, I guess I'm behind on all this technology stuff then, but you guys already know that I hate carrying around a bunch of cash (mostly because I'm too lazy to go to the ATM machine to get any). I think I might have two dollars in my wallet right now... I think it's better though; this way, no one will ever want to rob me.

eat mints & chew gum <3

Sugar high

There are certain types of candy that I just don't like eating; however, at the same time I think it's a waste to throw them away but in the past I would just eat them regardless (this probably contributed to my obesity). Let's see, I won't eat yellow or orange gummy bears because they taste despicable. I don't like Skittles unless they're from the wild berry package or unless they're the red Skittles out of the original pack. I only like pink Starbursts (I stopped buying Starbursts because there are only three pink ones in there... I always end up giving everything to my stick skinny cousins and my friends that eat everything and never get fat). I guess in a way this is semi-reasonable right? What I think is unreasonable is the fact that people discriminate between different colors of M&M's... because really, they all taste the same and unless you can taste the difference between the varying dye colors; be quiet and eat your M&M's.

Anyway, I'm just saying... as usual.

eat candy & pluck eyebrows <3

Fight club

This weekend is the first and only weekend this quarter in which I have absolutely nothing to do and it feels amazing. So me and my suite mates have been chilling. We wanted to watch Alice in Wonderland (Johnny Depp makes the perfect mad hatter), but our laziness overcame us and we ended up watching the strangers in the dorm room instead. That movie was ridiculous; it wasn't scary per se, but there were people in masks jumping out of dark places after long periods of tranquil silence (come on, you know what I'm talking about).

Saturday, saturday. We took care of some business in the morning; but, when we got back we didn't know what we should do so we stared at each other while plotting our next adventure. We decided to have a water balloon fight. My suite mate filled up water balloons and put them into her shower caddy and a small blue waste basket. There were around forty or so water balloons total (mostly because the balloons kept on exploding in her face when she was trying to fill them up). Of course we weren't going to throw them inside so we went outside to the first floor and started throwing them at each other, using the fountain as a barrier. The balloons kind of failed seeing as how they bounced off my fat without exploding, and then subsequently launched into the grass. After we used up all of the balloons I thought it would be a good idea to directly take the blue waste basket and throw water onto her (it was epic, I should have gotten a video... I do have some good pictures though). By this time we're both soaked and laughing (and this is when these guys started staring at us from upstairs) so we jumped into the fountain and got naked. Psh, you wish. We were both fully clothed, and it was hilarious and amazing (as a consequence I smell like chlorine). Overall, a good day; hope you guys are having a great weekend as well. :)

use lotion & brush your teeth <3

Life hates me

My pants ripped. Not down the middle or anything excruciatingly embarrassing like that but on the inside of my right leg. My poor jeans. I suppose I could start a new fashion trend... instead of having jeans ripped at the knee, jeans ripped near the inner knee. Yeah, that's how I do it. Being the lazy person that I am I didn't change my jeans when I got back and my suite mates and I headed to the dining commons, where the lousy machine decided to malfunction and shoot out ice cream at me (at least I think that's what happened).

I was biking back from class today in the right lane like a good child and I approached the intersection. Just my luck, the light was green. I guess life doesn't hate me too much today, I thought to myself. Or not. Suddenly, and out of nowhere, a guy turns left from the opposite direction and is biking on the wrong side of the road as he pedals towards me. By the time I saw him it was too late. He crashed into me and I jumped off my bike to prevent any further unwanted injuries (I need to stop getting hurt; seriously). The guy staggered for a bit and continued pedaling, and for the second time in my life I swore at someone. Only after I swore did he turn around and glance at me; he then resumed biking unapologetically. And that was my FML moment for the day.

buy kleenex and eat noodles <3

Canned karma

Canned fruit is pretty convenient, you pick it up, pop the cap and eat it (the best part is, it's already peeled, pitted, or processed in general). However, something about canned pineapples really bothers me. I don't know if anyone else has noticed this, but canned pineapples don't actually taste like pineapples. In fact, sometimes I think that they can even taste like a whole different fruit. The texture is off, usually mushy and juice-less. But what bothers me isn't the texture, what disturbs me is the fact that the pineapple pieces (or slices, whatever you buy) are accompanied by some kind of synthetic pineapple syrup-juice-extract sort of thing. It's quite clear that it tastes nothing like a real pineapple; thus, the fact that people even bother spending their money on this fake product bewilders me. Nice try manufacturers, but fail nevertheless.

Speaking of failures, let me tell you guys about my recent failures because I know that you enjoy hearing about those. So I after math class (where the insane lesbian girl continues to pick her nose), I walked outside and got onto my bike and started biking. I only pedaled three rotations until I ran into a parked bike, knocking it over. Being the good person that I am, I was too lazy to get off my bike to pick it up. I head someone yell behind me, "Hey! Hey! What the f--" but that made me bike faster. Oh come on, don't worry about it, it wasn't even that great of a bike. So I sped away to go to my lab, but I had an hour to waste so I decided to finish up my pre-lab for next time. The study lounge was full so I proceeded to the stool-like rotating chairs near the cafe. I put down my backpack and climbed onto the seat, only to fall right out of the chair and hit the ground (keep in mind this was double the height of a normal chair). Karma is a rotting boob to say the least.

comb your hair and wash your hands frequently <3

Lies.

How can you tell when someone is lying? You have to look directly into their face to find any deviations based upon how they act normally. Most likely they will try to avoid eye contact with you. If what they're telling you is false, physical expression will be limited, fidgety abnormal gestures will increase and the pitch of their voice fluctuates depending upon the circumstance (this is more noticeable in girls). A guilty liar will become defensive and try to put distance between you and him/her. Lastly, lies, which would be the equivalent of creating memory, are guided by the right hemisphere, which means that if a person is lying, they are more likely to look towards the left (if you didn't know already, the right half of your brain controls your left side while the left hemisphere controls your right side).

Just some food for thought, in case you wanted to know when people are lying to you. But sometimes, ignorance is bliss. It's easier to go through life not knowing when or why people lie to you, then you don't have to be unhappy all the time (being unhappy sucks). If you find something that makes you happy, hold on to it forever because anything that gives your life meaning should be worth holding on to (even if it's something simple like trying to throw pennies off a balcony into a fountain).

That wasn't too depressing right? Hope you're all well.

use lysol and wear clothes <3

Not today

Yeah, not today. Tomorrow though.

I don't know.

smile because it'll make other people feel better <3

Ouch charlie

I had trouble sleeping last night. It was horrible. I ended up walking around the whole night listening to insomnia on repeat (I also recycled my pad box while I was at it because I find it uncomfortable walking around with it while it's light out) . When I walked back into the dorm room I was still unable to sleep so I devoured a whole pack of Ace crackers (who needs a pint of ice cream when you have Ace crackers?! Au contraire... I bought a pint of ice cream today. sigh.). I think I need some sleeping pills, either that or I need a brain transplant so that I'll stop thinking about stressful events when I'm about to sleep.

My stomach hurts a lot today and I'm having a hard time eating without thinking about vomiting (actually, I'm having a hard time doing anything without thinking about vomiting). I think I could potentially have stomach problems; however, this only happens when I feel anxious... so, stomach ulcer perhaps? I hope not. I should probably eat something. Does anyone ever get that? When you need to force yourself to eat because you know that you should eat even though you're really not hungry? Or am I just a crazy person? Though today, I'm too lazy and fatigued to force myself to eat. I wish I could be one of those baby birds in nests "feed me!"; but then again, I'd be eating regurgitated food... so let's forget that idea.

Hilary Duff - Someone Watching Over Me and your emails (and video (: ) have stopped me from my "I'm going insane" all-day piano-playing marathons. Thanks guys.

wash your shoes & eat chocolate <3