Corny

So, I guess I'm just wondering why a giant corn is hanging from the ceiling. If anyone is able to provide an explanation for this I would like to hear it. Otherwise, if seeing this picture has made you very confused, we're on the same boat. I tried to take this picture secretly, but failed when a mom with a baby strapped onto her chest saw me and glared. Also, do people eat corn with butter? Is that necessary?

Burst

Does anyone still read magazines? I tried reading one today and flipped through the whole thing in about 5 minutes. I then proceeded to stare at the back cover ad of the magazine with some naked guy as I wondered to myself... uhh... where did the magazine go? I skipped past all of the ads and it led me to the last page. In that case, what's the point of buying magazines anymore when it's the equivalent of buying a book of ads. Some magazines are better than others, but the ones that I think are the worst have got to be Allure and Lucky. There's literally no substance--and it leaves your hands smelling like whatever nasty smell people are trying to advertise through the magazine. It's worse if there's more than one perfume advertisement because then you end up with a mixture of nasty smells. Yum.

Two days ago I saw someone walking around with a 陽傘 (sun umbrella) on campus and I laughed out loud. I wonder why this trend never caught on in America. Probably because everyone here wants to be tan/black and get skin cancer. Yay for wrinkles! Yeah... I don't know what's up with the toad, but whatever you know what I mean.

I didn't think that I was that stressed out, but apparently my body is telling me otherwise. I didn't sleep again last night because I just couldn't. This really sucks. Though I did end up being semi-productive, which is good. Oh, but that's not my body rebelling. My body is rebelling by this nasty thing growing on my eye. I don't know what the freak it is, but it's scaring me and I'm going to ignore it for today and if it doesn't go away by tomorrow I'm going to pop that sucker off.

Children

This is pretty embarrassing. For our lab we had to write up the pieces of the unknown that we were sure about-- and I did that, but for some reason I decided that it would be a good idea to try to piece together the whole molecule (which wasn't possible to begin with) and this is how my TA responded.

And here I just thought I should introduce everyone to my shameful ghetto family. I hate apple and yet I already have most of their products. Why? I don't know. Maybe it's because I don't relish change and I got used to their user interface. I'll admit that garageband is a pretty darn good piece of software (that's why I have the macbook). But as to why I have the iPods and iPhone I'm unable to explain myself. Oh, and for those of you that don't know... yes that is indeed a first generation shuffle. I think they used to make these things in a more durable fashion. That shuffle is abused by me and yet it refuses to break; however, I'm certain that if I were to drop my iPhone in a bowl full of jello it would break in a second. The only things missing from this collection are an iPad 2 and an iPod nano (my OLD broken classic is at my house). What am I thinking?

I've been having bad thoughts lately. I'm tired of this. I'm tired of this apartment. I want to move out and start over. Why can't September come sooner? My hand is shaking from the caffeine. I guess I'm just tired in general.

To you

I'm so sore. This tells you how out of shape I am in regards to tennis. I can't move... this is so pathetic. I wasn't able to sleep last night because I drank too much caffeine. This time it was my own fault and I only have myself to blame. I guess I was relatively productive. I wish I could be more productive. I wish I were a robot that didn't need to eat, pee, drink, etc. I could get so much more work done that way.

I recently found out that Bianca passed away. Because I've been consistently exposed to the medical field I'll usually take news of death as monotonous, see it as something that's inevitable, and ignore it, but accidents like this are shocking because they happen so suddenly. Whenever someone passes away people only talk about the good things about that individual and I've always sworn that if someone died I would be completely honest (i.e. if A died I would say, "Oh yeah, she's was a complete psychopathic beezy and she should have died sooner, I could have assisted if necessary"). I sat next to Bianca in band for two years in middle school. We would always get yelled at because she played saxophone and I played trumpet, but we didn't care. In fact, we would always act like rebels and have "food parties" even though we weren't supposed to eat in band. I helped her with math all of the time and I thought it was fascinating that she wrote her eights one circle at a time instead of writing them in one fluid motion. Actually, I changed the way I wrote eights because of her. To this day I still write my eights one circle at a time. Weird. I never thought about that until now. It's unfortunate that accidents happen, but life is uncertain and I guess when things like this occur it's a reminder to us all to not take life for granted. Just thought I would write out a mini tribute. Hopefully that wasn't too mundane or cliche.

Since we're on the topic I'll admit something. I've never been to a funeral. Not because I haven't lost anyone (I've been invited to four), but because I'm too afraid to deal with the reality that they're gone. Maybe I feel as if I don't go to the funeral then they're not really gone, I just haven't spoken to them in a long time. I can't deal with it. I turn into an ice cube and try to not portray any emotions.

Sorry, hopefully that wasn't too depressing. I'll be back with a better post later. Ciao~

The Huns

I don't know how this day could possibly get any better. It was the last D/L for Physics, I played tennis for an hour and a half and didn't suck as much as I thought I would (though my arm is weak sauce), I talked to H on the phone, I messaged my favorite teacher of all time, that stupid girl moved more of her stuff out of our apartment, I went grocery shopping with M (this may seem insignificant, but it always makes me happier), and now I'm going to procrastinate on doing all of my work! Just kidding about the last part. I really need to get down to business. We're going Mulan status here.

Don't hate on Mulan. She's my hero. The only Disney 'princess' (would you call her that?) that can kick butt and doesn't have to rely on some prince charming guy to put on her shoes for her. If I were ever in Cinderella's position it would probably go down like this-- "Oh let me put it on to see if it fits" "Boiiii my feet are worth more than your life. Get away I'll do it on myself, fool."

Look at M's recycling crap! Usually the recycling will bother me and I'll take it out, but I haven't been eating, so I haven't been using the trashcan. Yes, it has gotten to this point-- and she's still trying to argue that it "isn't that bad" ...hmm I don't know about that one. What do you guys think? This is embarrassing, bro.

Insomnia

I'm being discriminated against! There's this app that I downloaded called Sleep Cycle. It records your sleep data: when you're moving around, when you're not, etc. and wakes you up at the time in which you're the 'most awake' so that you won't wake up feeling like P. Diddy (like crap, I assume). I was excited to try this out and it actually worked for the past two days. Right now I have an average sleep time of 3 hours or so per night. However, today I woke up at 2:14am when I went to sleep at 1:03am and I checked sleep cycle. It said that it didn't have enough information and that it couldn't register my "nap." Come on, that's not a nap. That's really how much I sleep. Why won't it register my data?! After feeling offended, I looked it up online and it said that it needs a minimum of 3 hours for the data to register. The problem is that nowadays I'm lucky if I can get two hours of sleep. What a waste of a dollar. I wish I had the ability to force myself to sleep more.

I guess I'll just go study. Blah.

Worm

Day 23 - A picture of your favorite book

Good stuff right here. It's hard to pick just one though. I think this is probably tied with anything by Michael Crichton, Agatha Christie, J.A. Jance, or any of the Hannibal series by Thomas Harris.

Damaged

I just slammed my knee into the door, fell down on the ground, and bumped my head against the edge of my bed. My knee is bleeding: there is a bruise, and there is a giant hill coming out of my forehead. I have an interview tomorrow at 8:40am. FML.

Generally people don't like it when you say negative things about them (unless they're masochists) because it makes them feel bad about themselves, but what if it's the truth? Can you tell them then? Can they handle the truth? If it were me I would want people to tell me. If they were to tell me directly they should either joke about it or hint at it subtly because I can handle that; however, I wouldn't want them to confront me seriously because I would probably worry, get a heart attack, and die. I wish everyone could just have blogs. It's the only way to know what people are thinking at any particular moment in time i.e. stalking, but I think if the person you're stalking is your friend I would consider it caring instead of being a creep. That's why I appreciate those of you that do read this :) [unless you're only reading this to laugh at my life which is... understandable... I'm touched regardless! hey, I'll take what I can get -_-]

Big mama

Time for a new picture! The old one was getting a bit disturbing... not like this one is any better, but oh well. I tried editing on my phone, but it turned out to be a failure.

For those of you that aren't able to read this I'll summarize the main point... it says that on average women that are 11kg overweight make an average annual salary that is 13,847 dollars less than women that are not overweight and it could be because they aren't as accepted in society. What does this mean? Well, it means that I need to strive to be more anorexic because maybe then I'll get 13,847 dollars more than everyone else. 11kg is a little more than 22 lbs. That's actually not that much weight. I mean, it is, but it's not that dramatic a difference. That sucks. Fat people have feelings too (I'm very experienced in this department).

Drown

This girl in my Physics class is really funny. So, you guys know how my typical greeting is something along the lines of "Hey, how's life?" right? Normally, people respond to this by saying "good," "fine," or something along the lines of that. Well, this girl walked past me after ochem and I waved and said "Hey, how's life?" and she responded -___-?? "I just saw you last Friday." ...and I didn't know what to say to that, so I just laughed. Maybe I need a new default greeting. I'm considering "YO whattup playazzz?!!?" but I'm not cool enough to pull it off.

Anyways, I think I threw out my back carrying water up the stairs again. Don't laugh! When you think water you probably think that I'm just carrying a water bottle. WRONG. I have a stash. I go through about 1 package of water a week.

--and this is only half of it. My aunt calls me a well... though I'd rather think of myself as a whale.

Part A

Today has got to be the best day of my life. I cannot believe this.

SHE has decided to move out! Apparently I was being a "health hazard" of some sort. I think I will take that as a compliment. I don't think I've ever been so happy to be a health hazard before-- this is a miracle. But honestly, if anything she's the one that's the health hazard; her unsanitary way of living caused me to have crazy hives that lasted 3-4 days in February. Want to see? (once again you have no choice, sorry)

Like this. Except it was all over my body. Attractive right? Oh, and ochem grades came out today, so life is wonderful. I'm walking on sunshine ooh ooh! OH and one more thing. I went into the bathroom Friday morning and there were NO hairs around the sink. Usually I try to ignore it or else I'll gag, but when my eyes glazed over the sink area there were no hairs!! I feel like I should celebrate somehow. WHOO! Good days are rare :)

Wiggle

I cannot stand idiots that don't know how to park. What a failure.

Phone time

Well, I did it. I finally got my phone. I don't feel as guilty as I should because I just finished midterms. I was really happy after the ochem midterm, but maybe I shouldn't get to far ahead of myself. I really want grades to be out already, so I can stop being this crazy person. Anyways, I tried to transfer my contacts from Verizon's backup assistant, but it decided not to work, so my cousin and I spent over two house inputting all of my contacts into my new phone. I know, that's a long time right? Yeah, it's because I"m really popular with Domino's pizza, the singles hotline; you know, stuff like that.

Also, I just thought I should emphasize how ridiculous data plans are. I love how they tell you it's going to cost 29.99 for unlimited data and then they charge you 55 dollars. I'm so broke, wow.

Anyways I'll update later. My cousin is breathing on me, waiting for me to take her to the movie theater.

PCR :)

It drives me insane when people complain to me about things in a condescending way. What I mean is I hate it when people complain about their midterms, finals etc. exaggerating and emphasizing upon how difficult their lives are because it's not as if I don't have midterms and finals as well. We all understand the feeling. What I hate even more is when they try to enhance their complaining with "No, you don't understand..." because quite frankly, I probably understand better than you do I'm just not going around moaning and groaning about something that's blatantly inevitable. There's this one girl in my Physics D/L that complains like crazy. "Oh my gosh, I have an Ochem8B midterm, it's so hard and I have an essay due the same day and then I have my Bio2B midterm the same week!!!" What I say: "Ohh really, that sucks, yeah that sounds like a lot" What I really want to say: "Fool please, I just had Physics and BIS101 on the SAME DAY and my Ochem118B midterm is tomorrow, so SHUT UP no one wants to hear it." Maybe I'm too harsh... I don't know, it's just annoying. I wish someone would slap her.

I dissected my toothpaste in order to make it last until tomorrow morning. I think I did a pretty good job. Oh, by dissecting I mean I cut it in half down the middle and am currently squeezing the last drops of toothpaste out like that. I know, it's kind of ridiculous and most people would have given up and gone to CVS or Safeway by now, but I am not about to spend 15 dollars on a tube of toothpaste the size of my left pinky. I refuse.

Day 22 - A picture of something you wish you were better at

Oh man, gel electrophoresis. I'm still pretty slow... my supervisor can finish a plate in 3 min, my record is 5 (there are usually 20 wells). Also, I stabbed one the other day... so disappointing.

What birthday

Stupid Groupon sending me emails in spanish because they think I don't know how to read it. Oh please, I took four years of High School spanish for exactly this reason. "Aca puedes desuscribirte..." You're darn right, yo puedo. They made the unsubscribe link excruciatingly small and in spanish thinking that I wouldn't be able to navigate towards the button, but they were wrong! I have outwitted them and unsuscribed. Senora Mora for the win! (I still have her cell phone number lol)

Anyways, yes it is 6:00am and I am awake. It's not like I want to be, but I woke up at 2:43am (after going to sleep at 1:00am) when the door slammed and then I couldn't go back to sleep. It's so frustrating when it's so hard for me to fall sleep as it is and when I'm finally able to sleep something HAS to wake me up. I wish I could turn on a giant noise canceler before I go to sleep, but I guess I shouldn't be complaining... 1 hour and 43 minutes is better than 5 minutes. Oh, someone asked me a question the other day, "Why do you always know exactly what time it is when you wake up?" I just realized that this must seem kind of strange. It's because the first thing I do when I wake up is check my phone (subsequently, the time) and for some reason I always remember the exact number. Actually, I've always had this weird thing with numbers. If I'm reading a textbook, watching a movie, etc. if there are numbers involved I'll always remember the exact numbers which is also why if you tell me your birthday once I'll end up remembering it for life and that, of course, makes me creepy when I say happy birthday to you when you don't ever remember telling me your birthday. It's the curse of the numbers-- useful for school, not useful for social encounters. It goes down like this...

J: "Hey! Happy Birthday!!"

Person X: "Haha thanks!-- wait... how do you know it's my birthday.."

J: "Oh you told me remember? Back in Chem last year"

Person X: "...uhh no I didn't..."

J: "Yeah you did, remember when he was talking about nomenclature and you told me?"

Person X: "...no..." walks away

Yet another reason why I have no friends.

Infection

I just got back from inhaling unknown chemicals again. Though this time was pretty interesting because for once the crystals were colorful-- orange to be exact.

I don't think I'm germophobic, but I do have the tendency to freak out whenever someone around me is coughing. Have you guys ever sat next to some diseased person that seemed like they were about to hack up a lung or something? Yeah, that's how I felt today. I sat in lecture and thought that I was about to die because the person next to me was coughing up a storm. You could hear the phlegm come up the sides of his throat. I felt really uncomfortable and I had to keep squirming, moving towards the left, while subtly shielding my face with my sweatshirt. Even as I did that I still felt like his germs were penetrating through the pores of my sweatshirt and infecting me one cell at a time. Every time I sit next to someone like that I always feel like I contracted their disease. After class I'll start thinking "Oh my gosh, my throat hurts" or "Do I have a runny nose?" and I'll start feeling really sad because I hardly ever get sick. Only after I breathe fresh air do I finally realize that it was just me being paranoid. Am I the only one that does this?

Recently I read an article that stated: If you sleep too little your probability of death at a younger age is imminent; however, if you sleep too much this is also true. There's really no winning is there? The conclusion was: well, I guess I'm dying-- and then I closed the article.

48+

I know I totally promised to tell my epic stories today, but I haven't slept in two days... I had to go to the post office AGAIN after class because my idiot housemates never answer the door for the USPS people. What a waste of my life. I don't understand how hard it is to open a door while I'm here lugging their stupid packages from the mail box to the door all of the time. Then again knowing those two they were probably sleeping, so whatever I don't care. Anyways, I got back here and dropped my stuff and myself onto the ground. One hour later I woke up realizing that I fell asleep like a homeless.

Fail?

I'm probably going to fail. Physics and bio tomorrow. Obviously, I'm going to neglect Physics again like I usually do. It's too stupid to bother. What a joke. I'm pretty sure you could get drunk all the time, not go to class or D/L and still get an A. Though I wonder why the averages are still so low. Anyways, what I'm concerned about is bio. Although I'm in love with genetics, it doesn't love me back. I think I like it because it's challenging. Too bad my unrequited love for the lac operon doesn't account for anything in this class. Sigh. What if I fail? :( I can't complain like this to people anymore because the most frequent response I get is this: "Shut up, Joanna you always say that and then you set the curve. Think about the people that are ACTUALLY going to fail" --just so you know, I don't set the curve it's too hard, there are too many people here; only once in calc.

How depressing. Let's brighten the mood.

Day 21 - A picture of something you wish you could forget

This should speak for itself.

I don't know if that brightened the mood or not. I do have a funny story though I'll tell you guys soon, but for now I have to go study to my death.

AUGHHH. I'm out of toothpaste. WHY?! :( Does soap work? I really don't want to spend money on that...

Move along

I'm so cold. I see the light. Just kidding, I'm not dying (don't get too excited), but I might as well be dead. This week is going to be bad. Bad bad bad. As a science major all midterms finals etc. lie on the same day within one crazy week. Why? Because they want us to die.

I haven't been able to sleep as usual, so I think from now on I'm just going to sleep every other day because then I can at least sleep for 3 or 4 hours. I'm not sure what the cause is. I've been trying to find out because I slept pretty well at the hotel and I can always sleep when I'm home. It can't be merely paranoia... can it? Because if it is, that's pretty extreme. I'm going to try sleeping on the ground one of these days to see if the problem is my bed, but I'm scared because knowing my luck the moment I lay my head on the ground a spider will run into my ear and lay eggs in it. *shudder.

On the topic of spiders once again-- when I arrived at the library I had to pick the perfect seat. I found the spot that I like, so I sat down. When I was grabbing my fatty textbook out of my backpack I happened to look down at the ground to see this giant black thing. I held in my scream and jumped up. It looked like it was dead/wasn't moving, so I grabbed a piece of scratch paper to move it to the other side. Upon closer inspection I realized that it actually wasn't a spider. It was a chocolate covered almond. Don't laugh... it really did look like a spider. T___T

Also, I was watching 마이걸 (My Girl) while doing ochem pre-lab and lab writeup in the library and I had to hold in my laugher. That's probably not the best drama to watch if you're in a quiet place. At one point I'm pretty sure I made a loud snorting noise because I was drinking water when the lady was about to throw her shoe at her son. Darn. I tried to find the clip on Youtube, but it wasn't there. I was trying to justify myself, so you guys don't think I'm crazy. I guess that failed.

Dirty

If things scare me I choose not to deal with them. What do I mean? Well, I always clean the bathroom. I'm always cleaning the bathroom. But, this one week I was super busy and didn't have time to slave over the hairs everywhere or clean the toilet bowl. After that week the bathroom was disastrous. It was so bad that I couldn't deal with it, so I left it. For the past three weeks I've been pretending like I can't see the small black foreign object hanging from within the toilet bowl (I have no idea what it is... and it's still there). I've also been avoiding the hairs. However, yesterday when I walked into the bathroom I couldn't stand it anymore because I felt like I was going to puke. So, I cleaned up all the hair around the sink (they're back already fml).

What I mean is if things disgust me, I'll just leave them there, ignore them, and refuse to touch them until it gets to the point in which I'll look at it and want to vomit. I've never had this problem back at home because my aunt always cleans up the bathroom, so it's always sanitary (actually, she cleans everything). Unfortunately, my strange problem isn't restricted to only the bathroom. I think it works for trash and paper/crap on my desk too.

I guess it could be worse.

Geez

Finally Blogspot is back to normal. Geez. I haven't been able to update these past few days because it was performing some maintenance thing where it erased one of my posts. Anyways, nothing much has happened, so I guess it doesn't make that big of a difference. I do remember having funny stories to tell you guys, but I don't remember anything anymore.

There's a creepy random high schooler sitting on our stairs playing with his ipod touch. I'm afraid to throw out the trash, so I guess I'll just leave it to rot in my room.

I finished watching 시그릿 가든 (Secret Garden) in two days. It was really good. I wasn't going to keep watching, but two nights ago I couldn't sleep, so I just stayed up watching it. Hyun Bin has always been my favorite, but he looks too ridiculously skinny in it. Oh well, you guys should watch it when you're done with midterms/finals. Stupid semester kids are out of school already. I'm so jealous. Boohoo.

Day 20 - A picture of somewhere you'd love to travel (didn't I do this one already...)

SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA. Anyone want to go with me? While I'm there I'm going to try to hijack a kangaroo and ride in its' pouch.

Happiness

The crazy person has left the house. It came out of nowhere, but apparently she decided to stay with some person this week. I didn't know that she had friends. Actually, she probably doesn't. Who cares. Life is good.

I got an interview for another research position over summer. This is my second choice. I'm still waiting to hear news from my first choice, but I can't just keep them waiting with the interview. This one is a plant lab where they inject cancer cells into the plants to see what happens. The only downside to this is the fact that I'm going to have to be here during the weekends to water those suckers. Come on, that's what sprinklers were made for, right?

I have a huge headache. I breathed in too much alpha-terpinene in lab today.

Day 18 - A picture and a letter

I don't know what that means, so I'm just going to go with a random comic again.

I've always wondered the same thing. Also, those umbrellas in drinks? What's the purpose of that? If I want to get "tropical" I'll go buy a coconut bra and dance around naked. Please.

Gross.

Day 18 - A picture of your biggest insecurity

DO YOU REALLY WANT TO SEE A PICTURE OF MY FAT STOMACH?! Fine then.

Clearly, I'm the one wearing green.

Verdict?

I don't want to spend 400 dollars to buy a new phone, but it has to be done. I'm trying to prolong it for another two weeks because I'm extremely poor at the moment. Actually, I'm always extremely poor. If anyone wants to donate money for the poor fat girl it would be greatly appreciated. Please pity my quadruple chin, jiggly thighs, and cellulite stomach. I wonder if anyone would donate money to me if I held up a sign: [Will work for Liposuction]

Speaking of donating... I feel really guilty. I'm pretty sure my guilty conscience is larger than most peoples' guilty consciences. Around three weeks ago there was an old grandma sitting inside Safeway and she wanted people to donate to the special olympics. She smiled at me and asked, "Would you like to donate to Special Olympics today?" At the time I only had my card on me because I'm lazy like that, so I told her sorry I only have my card. She then smiled and wished me a good day. After that happened I kept thinking about it and thinking about it. I almost went back to my car to get money for her, but I didn't (once again, I am lazy). Now it has been three weeks and I still feel really guilty that I didn't donate. 1. because she was really nice and 2. I think she was special as well. Thus, every weekend since that weekend I make an effort to go to Safeway on Saturday to see if she's there. Unfortunately, she hasn't been there, hence my guilty conscience is eating me alive. Why does it have to be this way?? I care about things too much.

Paranoia

Okay, so life has been getting a bit intense. I feel like bugs are everywhere and everything is jumping out at me. I'm not sure if it's because I'm sleep deprived or if I'm actually justified in acting this way, but this is getting a bit ridiculous.

Last quarter there was a day when a spider crawled into my room from outside. Thank goodness M was there because she helped me kill it. Okay fine, I'll be truthful. I stood on the side screaming and pointing while she killed it. A while after that happened, I kept seeing spiders everywhere. Imaginary spiders that is. I looked on the ground and there was this black thing. I flipped out, grabbed my biology book, and flung it at the spider. I then proceeded to jump up and down on the book to make sure it was dead. After I left it under the book for 3 hours or more, I finally lifted the book up to see that what I had been trying to kill for the past 4 hours happened to be... a navy blue piece of thread.

Last night I jumped out of my bed at 2:32am because I felt something crawling against my leg. I turned on all of the lights and threw my blankets off my bed, but I still felt something on my leg. I started freaking out because I thought it was still crawling on me. I quickly look down ready to whack it with my ochem binder... only to realize that it was a piece of my hair. Wow. I cannot believe that I woke up to a piece of hair touching my leg. Like I said, this whole light sleeper thing is getting ridiculous. After that, I had so much adrenaline that I couldn't go back to sleep, so I ended up spending the rest of the night studying.

And in honor of my paranoia... this made me grin.

HMD

What the heck...

Wasn't Earth day two weeks ago? I'm so confused... I was walking to the library and outside there were a bunch of hippies and weird music. People were selling things made out of coconuts and trees and nearly everyone was wearing tye-dye. There was some hippie band too. They were singing about drones. What is a drone? I wonder if this is on Urbandictionary... is there such thing as a hillbillydictionary? I looked it up on UD, but I'm not sure which one it is... the definitions are all really different. If you guys know what a drone is... text me. I'm curious. Man, what is with all the new lingo lately. I've only recently learned what a "troll" is and what "GTL" means. I feel so old.

I still have to tell you guys about my ridiculous paranoia stories. I'm sure you guys could use a laugh, but I need to finish bio and ochem before I update again. I will be back!

Day 18 - A picture of something that has made a huge impact on your life recently

He has taught me to love everyone. Sorry... I should be less sarcastic, but the only thing that has impacted my life recently are my books and I'm sure you guys don't need to see a picture of a genetics book. I like genetics so much that I would consider becoming a geneticist for life. I think it would be fun, but when I compare that to being a healthcare professional I would choose the latter.

Cookie points to whoever knows what my title says. Cookie points = I'll bake you dessert of your choice.

Show-pon

Organic chemistry is eating my life. Right now the best way to describe how I feel is... well, I feel like... you know when the pacman eats the cherry and the ghost turns blue? Then the pacman can start chasing the ghost in order to eat it? I feel like the blue ghost.

Day 16 - A picture of someone who inspires you

If you don't know who this is... that's probably normal. This is Frederic Chopin (not chop-in). Greatest musician that has ever roamed the Earth. Beethoven is overrated. True genius lies within this man. One day I'll master all of his songs, but so far I've only accomplished 2 and am nearly giving up on the 3rd one because it's crazy and I'm dying. I've only gotten through half of it. Fantasie Impromptu.

I don't know what's wrong with me lately, I'm so paranoid. I'll tell you guys about that tomorrow.

To do

Day 15 - A picture of something you want to do before you die

ONE DAY. I will successfully ride a turtle.

I'm kidding. Before I die, I'm going to go to Venice and ride in one of these boats. Ideally it'll be with the love of my life and a mariachi band, but seeing as how the first one probably won't happen I'll make do with a dog and mineral water.

Let's see...

Okay, let's play a game. Which of these headlines has caught my attention?

If your answer is Marijuana Grannies... you are CORRECT! I just thought it was funny that they're Asian... not that Asians don't know how to plant marijuana, I'm just sayin. They denied the charges even after the plants were found scattered around their house. Nice. -_-

Ohhhh yeah. Party songs for 69 cents. That's what I'm talking about. Now I can afford to be a "party-er."

Cheese?

Day 14 - A picture of someone you could never imagine your life without

Don't get the wrong idea. The person I can't live without is the blue Totoro backpack, not Saori. She just happens to be in the picture for some reason. ;) Just kidding. I would DIE. I would literally DIE. I don't know what I would do without you. You're the only person that listens to my constant complaining about this and that and yet haven't murdered me. I just wish you could be in America, but you're NOT (it's been seven years, come back already geez). You're too busy getting radiated and having the time of your life. But I just wanted to say that... you are the cheese to my pizza (how cheesy.. no pun intended). <3

You know, this isn't very fair because this actually applies to the previous few people that I've posted already (and a few more), but then I'm obviously not going to repost their pictures because that would be boring. Also, am I limited to one picture per day? So I have to decide? What are the implications of this thing? Bah.

Caution

I spilled Furon on my new cardigan. I was so sad. I thought that it was going to stain, but it didn't! My cardigan was saved :) Actually, when I spilled it, I immediately ditched the solution I was supposed to be watching on a hotplate and ran to the sink to wash my sweater. My lab partner loves me, so it's okay. Oh! That's something else I forgot to mention. I LOVE ochem lab. It's so much fun. Of course, as usual, it's about the people. They're funny. :)

Something weird happened yesterday.

This one time I was talking to my guy friend and he said that shy guys won't ever tell you that they like you unless you bring up the topic first (you know this wasn't true for that one guy... but I guess he was the exception). So yesterday I happened to be in Physics and I had this suspicion that the guy sitting next to me likes me. I don't know why. It just felt... off. What is this called? Woman's intuition, I think. Then I was saying something and joking around when we were at the chalkboard and I ended up saying something like, "Blah blah-- I know you like me" or something along the lines of that and then he started blushing, got all quiet, and said... "oh... how did you..." and then we left it at that. WOW. Can life possibly get ANY more awkward than that?

I wanted to cook an egg this morning. BUT I COULDN'T. Because there's crap inside all of the burners and when you turn them on all of them smell. Therefore, I was not a happy camper today. Also, someone touched my pan. I know. You guys probably think I'm crazy "Wth, who knows if someone else touches their pan or not" BUT I do, and it does matter. Being the crazy obsessive compulsive person I am, I always put my things a certain way. WELL. The lid was flipped the opposite way, the pan was out more than I would usually have it and the handle was angled too far outwards. I don't know who it was, but... I will hunt you down, mark my words.

Wow...

I was looking through the classifieds and came across this...

"URGENT! Need help planting a tree... one time only; paid"

-_-

Also... is it greedy to want 4 research positions? They all look so interesting, I want to do all of them. Sometimes I wish there were more than 24 hours in a day. Wait, then that means that we would need to learn more. Scratch that. I'm hardly surviving as it is.

This is immensely disturbing. Cheese made out of human milk. Yum...

LOL. This made me laugh. Get it? What our world has come to.

Choices

Day 13 - A picture of your favorite band or artist

This is a hard one.

But, I've narrowed it down to... Adam Young (Owl City/Sky Sailing), A Rocket to the Moon, Michael Buble, and Jason Mraz.

...do I like white boys?

Exercise is

I fell on my face yesterday. Okay, sorry I need to tell this from the beginning. I always do this, gosh dang.

So, I went to the gym after studying from 3pm-11pm at the library. I decided I should switch it up and try out some of the random equipment they put on the side of the room. What I've always wanted to try was the ab roller. If you guys don't know what that is here is a picture. Anyway, it looked something like that except it was a ghetto-er version. I started to roll my abs (or whatever...) and it was extremely painful, but if it's not painful then it probably isn't working right? Well, I did a grand total of two before the stupid ab roller decided to ROLL out from under me (in the direction towards my feet). Therefore, I ended up falling on my face and getting rug burn on my hands and knees as well. I am so attractive words cannot even describe. Who knew the innocent little ab roller could be this dangerous? I'm sure it would have worked fine if it were on regular carpet or wood floor. Perhaps I can attribute my injury to the fact that the "gym" floor is lined with thin (0.5mm) carpet. I wish I could take picture to show you guys, but I'm at the library.

Also, about 30 minutes ago someone called me. Her name was Cordelia and she was with the mental institution. I know this because she left me a voice message. She said that she was looking forward to meeting me and that she wanted to leave me her personal number in case I needed to get in contact with her. What does this mean? I mean I know I may seem crazy sometimes, but this was not necessary. Whoever referred me to the mental institution... I will find you... and hunt you down!

School girl

Jason Mraz is so cute. Oh my gosh. I've been neglecting my Biology and watching all of his videos on youtube. Geek in the pink is so cute. Ugh, look at his pink shirt and his backpack. Ahh. My favorite since high school. I think maybe it's because he's my ideal guy. Nearly. I just have to find out if he plays a sport or not. But, he's skinny (can't help it, I don't know why I like skinny guys), sings (amazingly), he's funny, and he seems like a nice guy overall. JM is my school girl crush. You know what's weird? I always thought I would end up marrying my childhood friend, but he's graduating from high school in two weeks, I hardly talk to him, and he's going to go to either Brown or Princeton in the fall. It's strange how things turn out.

Apparently Osama Bin Laden has died (to be more accurate he was killed). Yahoo put up pictures of people celebrating and cheering outside of the white house (there were little kids cheering as well... though I'm sure they didn't understand the significance of his death; shame on their parents). I know that what he has done is unacceptable, but I don't think killing him really solves anything. Al-Qaida is probably going to retaliate... hopefully our government has a plan in event that does happen. I have faith in you, Obama.

Day 12 - A picture of something you love

蓮霧. If you don't know what this is then I'm going to de-friend you on Facebook. Just kidding, only idiots do that. But come on. This is the best fruit EVER. Unfortunately, I'm pretty sure they only exist in Asia or other humid places. I've only eaten this in Taiwan. I remember the time I ate a whole bag of these in one sitting. Generally one bag consists of 24 or so. Needless to say both my aunt and grandma were shocked. Now whenever I go back to Taiwan they make sure to buy 3 bags worth. Yep. That's how I do.

A/G: searches fridge "Where's the 蓮霧?"

J: ...avoids eye contact...

Lucky

I hate it when people stare at me. I hate it even more when people stare at me while thinking that I don't see them. This girl just sat down behind me and stared at me from behind thinking that I didn't see her. Little does she know I can see her staring at me through the reflection of my laptop. Victory is mine. My stomach is loud. How embarrassing. This is like the story of my life.

And This is the coolest thing I've ever seen. Well, almost the coolest thing. But oh my gosh. Someone take me there PLEASE. That means you. Hint hint. Man, Japanese people are so awesome/creative. How do they think up these things? Why don't you see cafes like that here? All we have is McDonalds and really fat people (it's not coincidental that these two things go hand in hand).

Did you know that the leading cause of obesity is a sedentary lifestyle? If you think about it, the amount of time that each of us spends sitting probably accounts for around 75% of the day. But I mean, it's not like we can help it right? We go to class and they force us to sit. Then we go home to study and we sit (well, most of us anyway... I once knew this girl that studied while hanging off the side of her bed... no judgment). What's my point? Hmm. My point is we should have some more dance parties up in here. Cabbage patch and drowning man are sure to burn some calories. Hmm. Maybe that's why once people get older their butts seem to expand exponentially.

Revisiting the past. Lucky. Still one of my favorite songs and I will still marry the guy that can sing the duet with me (I'm sure there are guys that can sing the part, it's just that they don't want to marry me so, have all run away). Colbie and Jason are awesome together, but I'm still awaiting the day where Colbie and Michael Buble will get together and sing something epic.

Crust.

I just realized I updated 42 times in April. What have I been doing with my life. Oh well. Hopefully you guys appreciate my randomness.

Day 11 - A picture of something you hate.

At first I was going to post up a picture of her, but decided against it due to the fact that I could essentially get sued for doing so. Instead, I have this picture of crusty toes. Ugh. That makes me want to puke. I hate the word crust. It's the most horrible word ever invented. Hearing that word just makes me want to throw up. Now, when you pair the word crusty with the word toe, it just makes it even worse. You might not think crusty toes are common, but try interning in a hospital. Every other patient is someone that has neglected to take care of their bodies and all of them lie on the beds barefoot with their crusty toes peering out from under the blankets. shiver.