This manuscript is getting nowhere. AUGH. I'm going to rip out my hair. I have writer's block and I don't know how to explain myself. It doesn't help that all of the names of the chemicals are nearly identical and freaking Microsoft Word keeps autocorrecting everything because it thinks it's smarter than me (though in my current state I wouldn't deny it). I haven't decided if this is more irritating than that stupid paperclip that kept asking me if I was writing a letter every time I wrote the word "dear". If you don't know what I'm talking about you are too young. This was back in the day... MS office 1998--and I'm fully capable of writing a letter, thank you very much.
I don't know how much more of this I can take. I spent 7 hours on my lab report and I only finished half. This is completely ridiculous. I have a feeling I'm going to end up not getting any points because it's those types of questions you spend two hours calculating and if something goes wrong you're doomed because you need the answer from the previous problem to calculate the next problem which also takes an hour to calculate, etc. I don't really see how this is practical. No one stands there with a stop watch measuring enzyme kinetics because no one gives a crap. If you're alive it means the dumb things are doing their jobs and you can go on with your life. Sorry, I am frustrated and as a subsequence this post is becoming hostile. I should probably end this soon.
One more thing. I'm assuming all of you have watched the Call Me Maybe music video, right? That guy is so good looking! Can he cut my grass too? I spent 30 minutes stalking his pictures and the majority of the photos are of him shirtless. I don't blame him. If I was that attractive I would never wear clothes again.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
Impossible
Although it is Friday, my life is equally uneventful. I went to work, went to class, went BACK to work and later tonight I will Facetime with my grandma, do laundry while studying, and play piano if I have time. What do normal people do on a Friday night? Sigh. What a sad life I lead.
Most of you already know, but I'm currently trying to get a six pack (again). This is because I failed last summer and ended up with four. After I accomplish this, one of my goals in life will be complete and then I can become morbidly obese and not feel too guilty about it. Anyway, I was attempting to do one of those 8 minute abdominal workout sessions and I could only get through four and a half minutes because I was too sore to go on. Pathetic, I know, but it's pretty intense! If you want to give it a try... here's the video. Let's all get six packs and be sexy? :)
HAHA. If you need a laugh watch this. I really love hicks. They're very entertaining. I'm glad I'm not completely corrupted given the fact that my best friend throughout the duration of elementary school was a hick (I'll admit sometimes I get an urge to play country music, but not in public). This one day after school she dragged me to her ranch to feed her horses and goats and I kept complaining because my main concern was that my shoes were going to get dirty (this shouldn't be surprising given my sanitation obsession). Yeah, my shoes were pretty much ruined after that day. Horse feces is massive, orange, and everywhere.
Most of you already know, but I'm currently trying to get a six pack (again). This is because I failed last summer and ended up with four. After I accomplish this, one of my goals in life will be complete and then I can become morbidly obese and not feel too guilty about it. Anyway, I was attempting to do one of those 8 minute abdominal workout sessions and I could only get through four and a half minutes because I was too sore to go on. Pathetic, I know, but it's pretty intense! If you want to give it a try... here's the video. Let's all get six packs and be sexy? :)
HAHA. If you need a laugh watch this. I really love hicks. They're very entertaining. I'm glad I'm not completely corrupted given the fact that my best friend throughout the duration of elementary school was a hick (I'll admit sometimes I get an urge to play country music, but not in public). This one day after school she dragged me to her ranch to feed her horses and goats and I kept complaining because my main concern was that my shoes were going to get dirty (this shouldn't be surprising given my sanitation obsession). Yeah, my shoes were pretty much ruined after that day. Horse feces is massive, orange, and everywhere.
Silence
The other day one of my friends told me that they felt like they didn't even know me even though we've known each other for a pretty long time now. I guess. I don't particularly like talking about myself. I'll tell you if you ask, but it's because you don't ask that you don't know. Haha, does that make sense? I usually only tell people things that don't matter. I think I can separate my friends into three groups. Inner circle, outer circle, oblivion. Inner circle contains only 8 people, but I would trust them with anything and everything. Outer circle are the people I wouldn't mind spending time with (trust me, it is difficult to get me to hang out with you unless you're in inner/outer circle), but interactions are mostly surface level--at least, on my part. Oblivion is... I suppose I'll say hi to you if I see you. If you can answer 5/5 of the questions it's pretty obvious where you stand (especially since I don't like talking about 5). Either that or you're getting there.
1. Do you know my inner circle? Can you name at least 3?
2. Have you met anyone in my inner circle?
3. Can you make me laugh (on the floor and crying)?
4. Can I spend time with you, but say nothing at all?
5. How much do you know about my family?
By the way, most of my inner circle sucks at Facebook--if they even have one. I know I fail at it too, but you guys are why I have to charge my phone all the time. -_-
Look what came in the mail for me! 3 pages of love~ teehee I really needed this today, thank you. :)
1. Do you know my inner circle? Can you name at least 3?
2. Have you met anyone in my inner circle?
3. Can you make me laugh (on the floor and crying)?
4. Can I spend time with you, but say nothing at all?
5. How much do you know about my family?
By the way, most of my inner circle sucks at Facebook--if they even have one. I know I fail at it too, but you guys are why I have to charge my phone all the time. -_-
Look what came in the mail for me! 3 pages of love~ teehee I really needed this today, thank you. :)
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Up and away
Last night there was a helicopter flying around the crop fields. I couldn't sleep at all because it was so loud. I really don't understand why it's necessary to use a helicopter to fertilize/spray pesticide. I guess it saves time, but why must they do it at 4am? It's not that I have anything against vegetables, it's just that I would be more grateful for a few more hours of sleep. At least, I hope they're vegetables. If it turns out that they're growing sunflowers I'm going to shoot someone. I hate sunflowers. They're so gross and scary. Did I tell you guys about my phobia? This one time there were sunflowers on the table and I was watching TV and you know how sunflowers track the sun (relatively), right? Well, I turned my head away from the television towards the table and there were the sunflowers staring at me. Nasty things. I have one more phobia, but we'll save that for tomorrow.
I felt so cool in class lab today. I finished in an hour and I ran the experiment twice before anyone was done. Also, I managed to finish the data analysis in 10 minutes. This is what happens when you pretty much spend all of your time in labs. My lab tech/grad student have taught me so much Excel that I know those awesome tricks that save a lot of time. I'm really grateful. :)
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Aging
I think my professor has a speech disorder. He sounds like an Elmo that has gone through puberty, not that there's anything wrong with that--though it is slightly distracting. I'm trying to figure out if he had a stroke or not through qualitative analysis. I wonder if professors feel self conscious as they're lecturing because everyone is staring at them. At least, I'll admit to it because I do that if I'm bored/don't need to take notes. As for the majority of my Biochemistry professors... I can't even remember what they look like because I'm always writing like a madwoman.
Do you see what is happening to me? I freaked out when I saw a shimmer as I was brushing my teeth and took a moment to examine my hair. I'm not sure if this was due to finals week or if it happened sometime this week, but I am gradually nearing my death. I think I can attribute this white hair to the fact that I'm constantly worrying about everything. The people that bag groceries at Safeway are not helping the situation as they make me worry about my watermelon slipping out of the single flimsy bag and hitting the floor. I also worry about... you know... that one person that you're thinking about all the time and you wonder if they also think about you and all of this wondering causes a decrease in productivity because you're constantly thinking about them and hoping that they'll think about you at least 1/10th of the time that you're thinking about them, but realize that they probably don't and then you feel sad. If you know what I'm talking about then... I'm with you in spirit<3
Saturday, June 23, 2012
Tranquil
I was trying to teach my grandma how to use Facetime and I realized how difficult and confusing the English alphabet may be to beginners. I tried to describe the "J" as an upside down candy cane. My grandma was trying to find it, but she kept complaining that the letters were too small on the new iPad that my aunt bought her. Imagine how long it took me to tell her to press "@" when I couldn't even describe the shift key. She kept pressing the space bar. I almost used up all of the minutes on the phone card trying to describe letters to her and still ended up failing. Fortunately, a friendly tech savvy neighbor came over to help set it up. I talked to her for a few hours. She was very intrigued by the fact that she could see my face. I ended up giving her a tour of my apartment and then sang happy birthday (but she demanded it with piano and guitar -_- stupid Facetime). All's well that ends well.
This one time in middle school there was a girl that brought an egg to school and claimed that it was a chicken. She wrapped it in tissue and had everyone take turns incubating the thing. We all believed her. After school she dropped it and said that the white part was the fetus. We were dumb. She later admitted that she took the egg out of a carton of store bought eggs. I thought about this a few days ago and laughed. I helped her incubate a chicken period. Nice.
I got irritated at the post man yesterday. I went to the post office to return my heels and I needed a piece of tape. I already had everything ready, but I didn't have packaging tape, so I closed the box with regular tape. I mean, it was sealed. I asked him if I could have a piece of tape and he said that he couldn't give it to me and that I had to either buy some or send it priority and then buy the priority tape. Why can't there be nicer people in the world? Goodness, is one piece of tape going to make a difference in your life? I ended up driving all the way to Target to buy tape. What a waste.
This one time in middle school there was a girl that brought an egg to school and claimed that it was a chicken. She wrapped it in tissue and had everyone take turns incubating the thing. We all believed her. After school she dropped it and said that the white part was the fetus. We were dumb. She later admitted that she took the egg out of a carton of store bought eggs. I thought about this a few days ago and laughed. I helped her incubate a chicken period. Nice.
I got irritated at the post man yesterday. I went to the post office to return my heels and I needed a piece of tape. I already had everything ready, but I didn't have packaging tape, so I closed the box with regular tape. I mean, it was sealed. I asked him if I could have a piece of tape and he said that he couldn't give it to me and that I had to either buy some or send it priority and then buy the priority tape. Why can't there be nicer people in the world? Goodness, is one piece of tape going to make a difference in your life? I ended up driving all the way to Target to buy tape. What a waste.
Sunrises are actually prettier than sunsets (the sky is less polluted in the morning), but people are usually too lazy to wake up to see them. Look at my cute little car next to the tree. :)
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Supernatural
M: "Mmm I like [clean linen] it smells like you!"
J: "So... I smell amazing, basically." ;)
M: "...uhh you're alright, I guess."
HA. Dork. We were trying to pick an air freshener. Everyone always says that I smell like clean laundry. I guess that's cool. It's better than smelling like dirty socks, but deodorant and perfume were created for a reason... though I think some people haven't figured it out yet. Poor souls. :(
I put on my old sunglasses today when I was cleaning and they fell off of my head. What does that mean? I think I may have had a larger head circumference three years ago. Blatantly put: I had a fat head. Geez, I already think that my head is big now. I'm starting to question whether or not I'm an alien. Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised.
Always taking pictures of me after I run. I swear, I don't spend as much time on the ground as it may seem.
This song makes me happy, but then it makes me sad. It's still a good song, regardless. Also, if you're unhappy because you think that you're surrounded by horrible people (which is often the unfortunate reality), look at these pictures and it should cure you temporarily.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Pink lemonade
I'm so sad. OKC in seven! Believe!
We're at the clubhouse because we went to watch the game on the big screen. Good stuff. They started playing episodes of How I Met Your Mother afterwards and we were too lazy to move, so this is pretty much what we've been doing for the past 4 hours.
I don't think that it's possible to be satisfied with life. Or at least, by the time you're satisfied you should be on your death bed. I mean, how can you be satisfied when there's always someone else you can meet, something else you can laugh about, and the possibility of finding new things that make you happy (not to mention I still need to go white water rafting and on a hot air balloon ride). This is what happens when I have too much free time. I should stop being so pensive, it's hurting my brain.
We're at the clubhouse because we went to watch the game on the big screen. Good stuff. They started playing episodes of How I Met Your Mother afterwards and we were too lazy to move, so this is pretty much what we've been doing for the past 4 hours.
I don't think that it's possible to be satisfied with life. Or at least, by the time you're satisfied you should be on your death bed. I mean, how can you be satisfied when there's always someone else you can meet, something else you can laugh about, and the possibility of finding new things that make you happy (not to mention I still need to go white water rafting and on a hot air balloon ride). This is what happens when I have too much free time. I should stop being so pensive, it's hurting my brain.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Seriously.
Today I found out what it feels like to not drink coffee. It's kind of an odd feeling. I think I finally understand why people take naps. By the time 3:30 came along I could feel the bags forming under my eyes. Interesting. I don't know how you guys can function without coffee, but it's kind of a nice change of pace--you know, to not have to constantly be on top of it.
I was going to eat chocolate, but I was fooled. I thought that it was just dark chocolate, but no. They had to throw in some nuts. Is that necessary? I can't stand nuts in my chocolate. I feel like the only time it's okay is when it's Ferrero Rocher and that's only because hazelnuts complement chocolate and because there's only one (even then, I used to always throw it away). Feel free to disagree with me all you want, but get your nuts out of my chocolate. I'm thoroughly disappointed. It's the same as when you bite into a cookie thinking that it's chocolate chip when it's actually oatmeal raisin. Those sneaky raisins.
I think people that run are pretty nice. Everyone I run past smiles at me. I'm not too sure why, but maybe it has something to do with the fact that I smile when I run. I know, it's kind of weird. It's one of those habits I can't change though I've tried. It's also why I got benched so much in high school "JOANNA BE SERIOUS" he figured out later on that I'm just like that and gave up yelling at me. I'm probably only serious 30% of the time and 10% of that is when I'm taking a test. I don't know. I think the world is depressing enough already. People need more laughter in their lives, that's for sure.
Does anyone believe in fate or destiny? I've been thinking about these things lately because I have time to think. I feel like there are so many people in the world that the ones you interact with and end up liking... it's meant to be, right? What are the chances though? Everyone makes decisions based off of personal preference: one class over another, jobs, college, etc. Anyway, I know this is cheesy, but I just think that everything happens for a reason and the people you meet... they're there for some purpose, even if it's just to make you laugh. Ahem, this is part of the 20% (of serious-ness). Sorry, long post... I had a lot to say today.
I was going to eat chocolate, but I was fooled. I thought that it was just dark chocolate, but no. They had to throw in some nuts. Is that necessary? I can't stand nuts in my chocolate. I feel like the only time it's okay is when it's Ferrero Rocher and that's only because hazelnuts complement chocolate and because there's only one (even then, I used to always throw it away). Feel free to disagree with me all you want, but get your nuts out of my chocolate. I'm thoroughly disappointed. It's the same as when you bite into a cookie thinking that it's chocolate chip when it's actually oatmeal raisin. Those sneaky raisins.
I think people that run are pretty nice. Everyone I run past smiles at me. I'm not too sure why, but maybe it has something to do with the fact that I smile when I run. I know, it's kind of weird. It's one of those habits I can't change though I've tried. It's also why I got benched so much in high school "JOANNA BE SERIOUS" he figured out later on that I'm just like that and gave up yelling at me. I'm probably only serious 30% of the time and 10% of that is when I'm taking a test. I don't know. I think the world is depressing enough already. People need more laughter in their lives, that's for sure.
Does anyone believe in fate or destiny? I've been thinking about these things lately because I have time to think. I feel like there are so many people in the world that the ones you interact with and end up liking... it's meant to be, right? What are the chances though? Everyone makes decisions based off of personal preference: one class over another, jobs, college, etc. Anyway, I know this is cheesy, but I just think that everything happens for a reason and the people you meet... they're there for some purpose, even if it's just to make you laugh. Ahem, this is part of the 20% (of serious-ness). Sorry, long post... I had a lot to say today.
Temporary reunion, minus two members.
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Ice cream
I got lost going to church. Really? How many times have I driven here? When can I stop getting lost? Why am I so pathetic? I'm thoroughly disappointed. On the plus side, I wasn't late because I don't trust myself and always leave earlier due to the fact that I know I'm an idiot. HA, take that!
I know I'm a creep, but I think today I realized the full extent of my creepiness. Okay, I have this disease where whenever I see a dog I start smiling and I have this compulsive desire to pet it, but the thing is I'm too lazy to ask the owner if I can pet their dog... and so, I got caught today. The owner was preoccupied with something and I walked past him and paused to pet the dog while he was looking away. He then turned around and there I was... some creep petting his dog. Needless to say he gave me a dirty look. I could only laugh awkwardly and run away. This is a bad habit. If I don't stop I'm going to end up on a wanted poster. To be completely honest, I've done this at school too, but the owner happened to be an incredibly attractive guy... so you know... ;)
MY COUSIN found this nasty thing this morning in the bathroom, so I had to take a picture. Yeah, right. I made her take it. I also made her kill it because I am useless. I stood in the doorway flailing my arms, screaming "AHH! Get it! GET IT!!" I'm very encouraging, I know. I will never understand why anyone would want to be an entomologist.
I can't decide whether I want to watch the finals and then go back or go back and watch the finals. The difference is TV screen size and people. Not that I don't love you guys and all, but I don't know if I can watch the game with LeBron fans. I hate how I'm so indecisive. BUT I have decided to play Monday morning. Hehe. The more you watch the more you want to play. I like that no one is here during Summer... there are usually courts open, it's pretty amazing. It's almost as if they're all mine (at 8am that is...). I'm starting to question whether I'm obese or not. I work out more, but I find it increasingly difficult to walk up the stairs. Is that even possible? I think the kid from UP is actually living inside of my body. Anyway... Thunder! :)
I know I'm a creep, but I think today I realized the full extent of my creepiness. Okay, I have this disease where whenever I see a dog I start smiling and I have this compulsive desire to pet it, but the thing is I'm too lazy to ask the owner if I can pet their dog... and so, I got caught today. The owner was preoccupied with something and I walked past him and paused to pet the dog while he was looking away. He then turned around and there I was... some creep petting his dog. Needless to say he gave me a dirty look. I could only laugh awkwardly and run away. This is a bad habit. If I don't stop I'm going to end up on a wanted poster. To be completely honest, I've done this at school too, but the owner happened to be an incredibly attractive guy... so you know... ;)
How can you not pet this? HMM?!
MY COUSIN found this nasty thing this morning in the bathroom, so I had to take a picture. Yeah, right. I made her take it. I also made her kill it because I am useless. I stood in the doorway flailing my arms, screaming "AHH! Get it! GET IT!!" I'm very encouraging, I know. I will never understand why anyone would want to be an entomologist.
I can't decide whether I want to watch the finals and then go back or go back and watch the finals. The difference is TV screen size and people. Not that I don't love you guys and all, but I don't know if I can watch the game with LeBron fans. I hate how I'm so indecisive. BUT I have decided to play Monday morning. Hehe. The more you watch the more you want to play. I like that no one is here during Summer... there are usually courts open, it's pretty amazing. It's almost as if they're all mine (at 8am that is...). I'm starting to question whether I'm obese or not. I work out more, but I find it increasingly difficult to walk up the stairs. Is that even possible? I think the kid from UP is actually living inside of my body. Anyway... Thunder! :)
Saturday, June 16, 2012
I'm melting
It really doesn't feel like a Saturday. Weird. Anyway, we went to Costco because I was supposed to get watermelons. I thought I could handle it, but those things are huge! I was standing there struggling with this one watermelon that refused to come out of the box until this guy next to me starts laughing and asks me if I need help. I told him I was fine, but he picked up my watermelon with one arm and put it in the cart for me. Sigh. I feel so defeated. Next time, watermelon... you're mine.
This is so cute. I started playing Plants vs. Zombies again out of sheer boredom. My favorite is the walnut. It's very rare that I can just sit here and do absolutely nothing.
It's good everyone is graduating, but flowers are expensive, you know? And I'm going broke, you know? Too bad I'm not a better gardener or else I could just grow them for everyone. I'm sure no one would accept a batch of dried roses from me or I would try.
Hanging out with people is tiring. Joanna is tired. I'm getting too old for this. Also, I'm really lazy (when am I not)... but if I were trapped in a hospital I would want someone to visit me too... so I'll be at Stanford MC for a while. Poor old lady... but after... Palo Alto shopping center~! Shop like a rich person! Hooray!
It's good everyone is graduating, but flowers are expensive, you know? And I'm going broke, you know? Too bad I'm not a better gardener or else I could just grow them for everyone. I'm sure no one would accept a batch of dried roses from me or I would try.
Hanging out with people is tiring. Joanna is tired. I'm getting too old for this. Also, I'm really lazy (when am I not)... but if I were trapped in a hospital I would want someone to visit me too... so I'll be at Stanford MC for a while. Poor old lady... but after... Palo Alto shopping center~! Shop like a rich person! Hooray!
Friday, June 15, 2012
I'm lost
Guess who just got back?! Only for two days... So sad, but let's play~! Call me. That felt like the longest drive of my life despite the fact that I was dancing/singing in the car like a psycho the whole way.
Okay, ready? Life update starting from Thursday. Honestly, I didn't do much. I came back from my last final and fell asleep on the ground for four hours. Went to Pinkberry and talked to my housemate about random things until 4:00am. I laughed so hard that tears were literally rolling down my face... I'm pretty sure I made one ab, okay at least half of one. This morning: gym to play basketball at 8:00am since we can never get a court--you figure everyone will be sleeping in after finals (either that or intoxicated). We only played for an hour and a half and I was super sore. Depressing. I miss it though... and tennis. :(
I went to the wrong classroom. Again. I think I've come to accept the fact that I'm going to be lost for about 70% of my life. You would think that GPS helps, but really there's no hope for me at this point. I should hire someone to hold my hand and guide me everywhere. Who wants to hold my hand? Everyone runs away.
J: "HOW CUTE!"
M: "I know right? Aww he's so chubby :)"
J: "...I was talking about that little watermelon, but okay."
I don't know why I'm so happy today. I'm doing that creepy thing again where I smile at everyone. I swear most people look at me like this. Okay, time to go shopping. Later~
Okay, ready? Life update starting from Thursday. Honestly, I didn't do much. I came back from my last final and fell asleep on the ground for four hours. Went to Pinkberry and talked to my housemate about random things until 4:00am. I laughed so hard that tears were literally rolling down my face... I'm pretty sure I made one ab, okay at least half of one. This morning: gym to play basketball at 8:00am since we can never get a court--you figure everyone will be sleeping in after finals (either that or intoxicated). We only played for an hour and a half and I was super sore. Depressing. I miss it though... and tennis. :(
I went to the wrong classroom. Again. I think I've come to accept the fact that I'm going to be lost for about 70% of my life. You would think that GPS helps, but really there's no hope for me at this point. I should hire someone to hold my hand and guide me everywhere. Who wants to hold my hand? Everyone runs away.
J: "HOW CUTE!"
M: "I know right? Aww he's so chubby :)"
J: "...I was talking about that little watermelon, but okay."
I don't know why I'm so happy today. I'm doing that creepy thing again where I smile at everyone. I swear most people look at me like this. Okay, time to go shopping. Later~
Story of my life.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Nose bleed
MCB is finally over and I have no more money on my Starbucks card. The storm has passed. Two more and I'm done. Next time I tell you guys I'm going to take seven classes someone slap some sense into me. Never again.
This is beast mode. My friend uses the term "organized chaos."
It's not dried
Cup #4 coffee, cup #3 tea. At this rate I better get an A in that class or else I will have sacrificed my health for nothing. I question whether or not I can function after two nights without sleep or food... On the plus side because of the starvation I got my two abs back, in case anyone was wondering... Anyone? Okay, guess not.
A strawberry grew out! Yes, I do realize that the whole plant looks like it's dying and the strawberry looks demented, but COME ON... I've never successfully grown anything in my life (cacti don't count). I used to be plant killer #1, but now I am officially a farmer. Honestly, it's probably going to die by the end of the week (as will I), but let me be happy for now.
By the way, as I expected, Stanford has rejected me. At least they sent me an elegant email and not one of those automated messages. That makes me feel slightly better about myself. It's actually good that I didn't get the job because I was just informed that I have to stay here all Summer. Hooray, that means I get to turn into a raisin while slaving away researching and earning peanut money while everyone goes out and travels/gains life experience. I'll love you forever if you post pictures and document your adventures.
A strawberry grew out! Yes, I do realize that the whole plant looks like it's dying and the strawberry looks demented, but COME ON... I've never successfully grown anything in my life (cacti don't count). I used to be plant killer #1, but now I am officially a farmer. Honestly, it's probably going to die by the end of the week (as will I), but let me be happy for now.
By the way, as I expected, Stanford has rejected me. At least they sent me an elegant email and not one of those automated messages. That makes me feel slightly better about myself. It's actually good that I didn't get the job because I was just informed that I have to stay here all Summer. Hooray, that means I get to turn into a raisin while slaving away researching and earning peanut money while everyone goes out and travels/gains life experience. I'll love you forever if you post pictures and document your adventures.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Incredibly attractive
This is pretty much how I look like most of the time. Dead. Actually, this is after 6 miles, which isn't even that much. I felt like dissolving/homogenizing into my carpet. I didn't know you were taking this or else I would have attempted to be more seductive. I'm pretty unhappy that I have to study... I usually keep up with everything, so that I don't have to study finals week, but I was incredibly lazy this quarter and I have a B+ in three of my classes at the moment. So stupid. I knew I should have studied more for the cell bio midterm, but I watched a Korean drama instead.
E had a bug bite on her neck and I was making fun of her because it looked like a hickey. The marker isn't coming off. Awesome... I probably deserve it. She responded with, "Your neck is freaking skinny go eat something." Yeah, I realized that I only lose weight off of my neck. It's surprising that it's still able to support my very large head, but I'll take what I can get.
Yeah, sorry guys. I don't usually post pictures of myself because I don't want to blind anyone. This post is like Joanna's face overload.
This song has been getting me through the day. Too cute~
This is hilarious. Poor kid.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Why not
The other day my friend pointed out that I'm very strange--at least give me a chance to explain before you all nod in agreement. She thought it was weird that I talk to people as if I've known them for years even if I've only met them for 5 minutes. Okay, what I think is weird is why no one else does this. I mean, it's not like I have anything to hide. Do you? I figure regardless of whether people are going to like/dislike me it would save me a lot of time if I figured out if I like/dislike them within the first half hour of meeting them. When you talk to other people with familiarity they'll tend to do the same and you figure out how they really are. It's not strange, it's smart. Time is of the essence! I don't want to invest my time in useless relationships. Brutal honesty, but if you don't do this you're going to end up playing the "Hi! What's your major?" game for 3 months only to realize that the person is actually a horrible jerk when you could have been meeting someone awesome, like me. ;) I'm only joking, stop rolling your eyes.
She then pointed out that I do this for people older than me as well (coworkers, professors, authority figures, etc.). Just because people are older it doesn't change the principle. It's the SAME. Everyone is the SAME. Regardless of whether they're older or younger, you're either going to like them or you're not going to like them and vice versa. Though I suppose in these cases it's understandable that people would feel intimidated/nervous. It helps that I've stopped caring in general. You figure if someone doesn't like you then there's no point in talking to them. Optimize the amount of time you spend with people you like that also like you because there's no point in spending time with someone unless you find yourself happier than when you're alone. Again, brutal honesty, but it's the truth.
My leg is bleeding because I jumped into a bush to make way for an old lady in a wheelchair on a sidewalk (that clearly wasn't wide enough). She smiled at me and said thanks, so it was worth it.
She then pointed out that I do this for people older than me as well (coworkers, professors, authority figures, etc.). Just because people are older it doesn't change the principle. It's the SAME. Everyone is the SAME. Regardless of whether they're older or younger, you're either going to like them or you're not going to like them and vice versa. Though I suppose in these cases it's understandable that people would feel intimidated/nervous. It helps that I've stopped caring in general. You figure if someone doesn't like you then there's no point in talking to them. Optimize the amount of time you spend with people you like that also like you because there's no point in spending time with someone unless you find yourself happier than when you're alone. Again, brutal honesty, but it's the truth.
My leg is bleeding because I jumped into a bush to make way for an old lady in a wheelchair on a sidewalk (that clearly wasn't wide enough). She smiled at me and said thanks, so it was worth it.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Run with me
The only baby I could ever love. 예린 is just too cute. If I were to steal a kid... her cheeks look so squishy I'm going to die. Hmm. You can probably assume that finals are over for most people when you suddenly have 50 more friends on Facebook than you did yesterday.
I run at exactly 8:00pm. It has to be 8 because I don't want to tan. I changed the route that I usually run and I encountered many animals. It was kind of weird because I've never seen any of them here before in my life. I ran past sheep, horses, and cows, but of course with animals come flies. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I almost inhaled a big fat fly. If it weren't for my spontaneous coughing fit one would have gone straight up my nose. I screamed and ran away.
I even ran by this mysterious animal. I don't know what it is, but I almost stepped on it (and I screamed like a little girl... there seems to be more screaming than running going on), so if you know what it is feel free to let me know. My best guess is a raccoon... maybe. Gross.
Of course, I had to save the best for last. Sunsets and clear skies. Such a relaxing finals picture. Pfft, who needs Hawaii?! Actually I do... a giant pineapple and five hour spa treatment would be nice.
I run at exactly 8:00pm. It has to be 8 because I don't want to tan. I changed the route that I usually run and I encountered many animals. It was kind of weird because I've never seen any of them here before in my life. I ran past sheep, horses, and cows, but of course with animals come flies. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I almost inhaled a big fat fly. If it weren't for my spontaneous coughing fit one would have gone straight up my nose. I screamed and ran away.
(this picture is so small that you can't even see it... trust me it was a horse)
Brain dead
You know what I've been wondering lately? What do professors do during finals week? I feel like they just dance around in their underwear or something. If only I could look like that when I'm 40... yeah, probably not happening (not to mention she has two kids). I guess it's only fair since they've already suffered. I think for the most part they're pretty sympathetic. Unless they're old, grumpy, and hostile like my 70 year old Cell Biology professor that probably went to college when dinosaurs roamed the Earth and the textbook was half of what it is now. You figure if the average on your exams is a 50% there's got to be something wrong with the test maker and not the test takers, but she, like all science professors, could not care less. I sent her an email two months ago and she never responded. I just thought I should let you know that I tried to like you, I really did, but I can't stand people that don't respond to emails. Rude!
I'm reading about apoptosis again and I feel like all of the cells in my body are going to do so at once. What a disgusting way to die--internal liquefaction, though I wonder how much difference it would make since we're ~60% water anyway. You know babies can be ~80%? No wonder why they're so squishy.
My friend, that is in med school right now, is walking around with a skull in her backpack. What a creeper. Her argument, "I can study on the bus!" Yeah buddy, that just makes you one of those crazy people no one wants to sit next to.
I'm reading about apoptosis again and I feel like all of the cells in my body are going to do so at once. What a disgusting way to die--internal liquefaction, though I wonder how much difference it would make since we're ~60% water anyway. You know babies can be ~80%? No wonder why they're so squishy.
My friend, that is in med school right now, is walking around with a skull in her backpack. What a creeper. Her argument, "I can study on the bus!" Yeah buddy, that just makes you one of those crazy people no one wants to sit next to.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Hair tree
I hate how after you graduate from college you're judged by accreditation. I feel like in order to impress anyone in the future my glass door will have to say this in frosted lettering: Dr. Joanna Lo DDS., MDS., MSD., PhD., MD., MAGD., etc. and then I'll have to add on another door because it won't fit.
Yeah, I don't really understand people... Also, you know it's finals because the hair has gone up.
I wish I could get a puppy, but unfortunately I have come to accept the fact that the closest thing I'll ever have to a pet is the stupid pigeon making unattractive noises on top of my roof.
I wish I could get a puppy, but unfortunately I have come to accept the fact that the closest thing I'll ever have to a pet is the stupid pigeon making unattractive noises on top of my roof.
Dry ice
If after photoshopping and airbrushing you're still ugly, you know that there's no hope for you. I'm saying this because I was reading InStyle when I should have been studying and it's actually kind of sad. My heart goes out to them. It must be tiring to be a celebrity having to look good all the time. If any of you guys ever see me grocery shopping you won't even recognize me. This is also why I do all of my grocery shopping at 2am. I've been incredibly lazy lately. I did something I swore I would never do. I dressed like a homeless person on a weekday. I wore a sweatshirt out yesterday and my hair was in a messy bun, but to counter all of this I wore my "glasses" so that no one would recognize me. I don't think I'll ever do this again. I felt like everyone was staring at me even though I know that people were probably more concerned about the midterm that turned out to be so incredibly easy that I had to check to see if I had missed 5 pages.
I realize that perhaps I shouldn't send out emails when I'm sleep deprived. Somehow I ended up asking my TA if she knew the muffin man. Yeah... if it weren't for the fact that she probably already thinks I'm crazy I would be more concerned.
The only time I can pretend I'm a witch is in lab--liquid nitrogen.
This is the neurology lab. I don't post many pictures from the other lab because after a year we haven't really gotten any results and it's depressing because I wanted to get published in that lab, but you can't publish if you have NOTHING. We're literally right where we started (I'm telling you... there's never going to be a cure for cancer, humans understand too little). I do, however, want to post pictures of the mouse tumor surgeries, but I feel like it's an invasion of privacy on their part. I mean would you want your pancreatic tumor magnified and put on display? So, I'll think about it. It's pretty gross though... I'm not sure if you guys would appreciate that.
I realize that perhaps I shouldn't send out emails when I'm sleep deprived. Somehow I ended up asking my TA if she knew the muffin man. Yeah... if it weren't for the fact that she probably already thinks I'm crazy I would be more concerned.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Rain is free
Oh. Man. So. Dizzy. Caffeine overdose. Seriously, at this point in my life I'm pretty sure I've drank enough coffee, tea, and water to hydrate a small third world country. This is probably not a good thing seeing as how I get incredibly shaky, my eye starts twitching, and I develop arrhythmia (tachycardia) if I consume too much caffeine. I'm sure you guys understand where I'm coming from and of course, the conclusion is: school is detrimental to our health. As for the rest of you also living (or dying) at Starbucks, hang in there, we have roughly 10 days left. Until then, Starbucks can continue to incur profit.
I thought it was pretty funny reading news about New York deciding to ban soda. Soda is not the underlying cause of obesity--it's human nature and innate preference for sucrose. Sheesh. I don't even need to double major in Nutrition to know this much. If you stop selling soda in New York it's not going to do a damn thing. I wouldn't be surprised if people started driving to Pennsylvania to buy their sugary drinks. Either that or there's going to be development of a soda black market.
I WASHED MY CAR YESTERDAY AND IT RAINS TODAY. I swear if it's not that then it's this. I'm so sad.
I thought it was pretty funny reading news about New York deciding to ban soda. Soda is not the underlying cause of obesity--it's human nature and innate preference for sucrose. Sheesh. I don't even need to double major in Nutrition to know this much. If you stop selling soda in New York it's not going to do a damn thing. I wouldn't be surprised if people started driving to Pennsylvania to buy their sugary drinks. Either that or there's going to be development of a soda black market.
I WASHED MY CAR YESTERDAY AND IT RAINS TODAY. I swear if it's not that then it's this. I'm so sad.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Clean
I've been pretty out of it lately. I'm not sure if it's the heat or the sleep deprivation. It's probably a combination of the two. I sat in front of a stop sign and I kept waiting for it to turn green until someone behind me honked and I realized that stop signs don't turn green. Sigh.
I washed my car as a study break. It was pretty refreshing. I haven't had time to see my car this clean in a while. I used to wash it once a week in High School when I had nothing better to do with my life. I also cleaned the heck out of my room. I have this strange habit where I won't be able to study or be productive unless everything is clean because as I'm studying I'll be thinking about the dust that has accumulated on my dresser or the bird dropping festering on my windshield. If it were possible to clean the world, I would probably do that too. Unfortunately, soap and water will not suffice for most things or else I would have thrown some on my cell biology professor a long time ago. That horrible person.
Something that bothers me (as if there wasn't enough): grammar, punctuation, and consistency. I really don't care if you write informally. Actually, I don't understand why people write formally unless they're writing for others. What I mean is when I write on Facebook I usually don't capitalize because I'm lazy and it makes you seem less friendly--that is, unless I'm talking to my high school English teacher because I know she's bothered by it, but what I don't understand is those people that TRY to write formally but fail with words like "dont" "earth" or excessive commas. I'm so bothered. I usually correct it in my mind and move on with my life. This is why Facebook is stressful. I really only check it for 10 people.
I wish I had my own washer and dryer. I worry about things like people stealing my underwear, but then I realize that no one wants to see my granny pants and feel less paranoid. Anyway, this is one of the reasons why I do laundry at 4am.
I washed my car as a study break. It was pretty refreshing. I haven't had time to see my car this clean in a while. I used to wash it once a week in High School when I had nothing better to do with my life. I also cleaned the heck out of my room. I have this strange habit where I won't be able to study or be productive unless everything is clean because as I'm studying I'll be thinking about the dust that has accumulated on my dresser or the bird dropping festering on my windshield. If it were possible to clean the world, I would probably do that too. Unfortunately, soap and water will not suffice for most things or else I would have thrown some on my cell biology professor a long time ago. That horrible person.
Something that bothers me (as if there wasn't enough): grammar, punctuation, and consistency. I really don't care if you write informally. Actually, I don't understand why people write formally unless they're writing for others. What I mean is when I write on Facebook I usually don't capitalize because I'm lazy and it makes you seem less friendly--that is, unless I'm talking to my high school English teacher because I know she's bothered by it, but what I don't understand is those people that TRY to write formally but fail with words like "dont" "earth" or excessive commas. I'm so bothered. I usually correct it in my mind and move on with my life. This is why Facebook is stressful. I really only check it for 10 people.
I wish I had my own washer and dryer. I worry about things like people stealing my underwear, but then I realize that no one wants to see my granny pants and feel less paranoid. Anyway, this is one of the reasons why I do laundry at 4am.
Friday, June 1, 2012
Green
The 白人 that lives under me is blasting 黑人 music and it's bothering the heck out of me so I'm really tempted to blast 黃人 music to cancel it out, but I'm too chicken to start a fight, so I'll just put on my headphones... :(
Can you believe it's 96 degrees right now? It's 7:30pm. What on Earth? At this rate I'm definitely going to turn into a piece of burnt toast. I have been trying incredibly hard to not tan by wearing a variety of dress shirts, sweaters, and cardigans--only exposing my hands (sometimes) and I know that I look like a complete psycho because random people in the streets have asked me if I'm hot, but I don't care. Sacrifices must be made to stay sexy--or rather, to not get any uglier than this.
Let me introduce you to one of our homozygous knockout mice. His name is licorice and he's super cute. We killed Jellybean on Thursday for EMG and microelectrode studies, but I never got a picture of him and that made me sad, so I thought I would take a picture this time before we have to kill them again. It's not the best picture, but it'll do. Meh. The grey ones are still cuter. I need to stop naming the mice.
You would hope that this is common sense and that you don't need a public health expert with a PhD to tell you this, but given the people in our society... I'm not surprised.
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