new hits: [hualpencillo (SA), odivelas, burton (US), westerflash, stuhr]
coffee. my heart starts racing, i start peeing like a race-horse. and i don't go to bed until the wee hours of the morning. remind me NEVER to drink coffee around midnight. although i did get a lot of abba songs.
cute?! drab? never. bri-C-bryce- i wrote your study abroad address on an envelope today. i also put my name on the left-hand corner. i might mail it, after i write a letter. if i write a letter.
critical of people's handwriting in chinese/japanese? perhaps.
crap. i forgot to pay my registration fees before registering. gotta take care of that today. also have to take care of buying a present for my mentee. effing kids and their toys.
oh yes. and apartment searching. brb- leaving lab to go back to my apt.
4.30.2007
4.29.2007
for students
new hits: [westerflache, karlsruhe, odivelas, mexicali, saint-jacques]
oh yeah, i met lucia 2 last night as well- one of alexei's friends. she was nice/funny, very spunky. her caramel skin was pleasing to the eyes.
There's a possibility that I might have to live with roommates again.
I started looking for apartments today, close to campus.
There's a bedroom available in a house with 1 straight and 1 gay roommate. i've never had a gay roommate before.
There's another place with an international european, a japanese woman, and a medical researcher. that could be interesting.
Living with people would be less expensive than living on my own, but I don't know if i can go back to that situation after having lived by myself for a year. Still, living with people would be 1/3 or more of the price of living in a single apartment/loft/studio.
Going to attend both dalai lama lectures. hrm. that might cut into my labbing time.
right, the breakfast club is closed on sundays. nevermind that. i'll play videogames instead.
another opportunity arises- the school's opened up applications for their summer session. another thing i can do to cover up what could be a boring/unproductive summer.
getting a job- how much time off do you get? 2 weeks, maybe/not including holidays? no more summer-long vacations, i suppose.
oh yeah, i met lucia 2 last night as well- one of alexei's friends. she was nice/funny, very spunky. her caramel skin was pleasing to the eyes.
There's a possibility that I might have to live with roommates again.
I started looking for apartments today, close to campus.
There's a bedroom available in a house with 1 straight and 1 gay roommate. i've never had a gay roommate before.
There's another place with an international european, a japanese woman, and a medical researcher. that could be interesting.
Living with people would be less expensive than living on my own, but I don't know if i can go back to that situation after having lived by myself for a year. Still, living with people would be 1/3 or more of the price of living in a single apartment/loft/studio.
Going to attend both dalai lama lectures. hrm. that might cut into my labbing time.
right, the breakfast club is closed on sundays. nevermind that. i'll play videogames instead.
another opportunity arises- the school's opened up applications for their summer session. another thing i can do to cover up what could be a boring/unproductive summer.
getting a job- how much time off do you get? 2 weeks, maybe/not including holidays? no more summer-long vacations, i suppose.
bada bing bada boom
new hits: [badajoz (EUR), serra, curitiba, cordoba, edgewater, versailles (US), madison]
ooh, my adsense works now. advertising noods though.
alexei's party was pretty fun. a lot of bands, some talented ones. never thought that i would hear a ska band play that night. i liked the lead vocalist's voice for some reason. not powerful, but alright.
prevention- that could solve a lot of problems, if people weren't so incompetent.
breakfast club today, yes?
dinner with lizbian was good. the dinner wasn't too large, and i was just coming out of an italian food coma at buca di beppo- 8.1, for italian food, they may be large in quantity, but each bite lacks taste. it needs an extra oomph/kick.
it was good seeing tina t again. she's always fun to hang around. usually we're taking classes together, but either one of us drops out or i don't attend class that much.
how does your opinion about someone change if you live next door to them, and all of a sudden in the middle of the night you hear him/her having sex really loudly with their other?
i subscribe to the CIA podcast now. world-renowned institute? i never knew. a reality show about 4 aspiring chefs. their life seems a little too glamorous. how long would it take to become known as one of the WORLD's top pastry chefs? oh great, it's a french guy that's world famous. AGAIN with the french food/technique.
they recommend you own your own business. and make sacrifices, but they weren't too specific about what sacrifices to make to be great.
don't feel like writing today. i'm going out. peaS.
ooh, my adsense works now. advertising noods though.
alexei's party was pretty fun. a lot of bands, some talented ones. never thought that i would hear a ska band play that night. i liked the lead vocalist's voice for some reason. not powerful, but alright.
prevention- that could solve a lot of problems, if people weren't so incompetent.
breakfast club today, yes?
dinner with lizbian was good. the dinner wasn't too large, and i was just coming out of an italian food coma at buca di beppo- 8.1, for italian food, they may be large in quantity, but each bite lacks taste. it needs an extra oomph/kick.
it was good seeing tina t again. she's always fun to hang around. usually we're taking classes together, but either one of us drops out or i don't attend class that much.
how does your opinion about someone change if you live next door to them, and all of a sudden in the middle of the night you hear him/her having sex really loudly with their other?
i subscribe to the CIA podcast now. world-renowned institute? i never knew. a reality show about 4 aspiring chefs. their life seems a little too glamorous. how long would it take to become known as one of the WORLD's top pastry chefs? oh great, it's a french guy that's world famous. AGAIN with the french food/technique.
they recommend you own your own business. and make sacrifices, but they weren't too specific about what sacrifices to make to be great.
don't feel like writing today. i'm going out. peaS.
4.27.2007
f<3rever
new hit(s): [kyabram (australia)]
whoo, foreign readership. that's 5 of the 7 continents. now i just have to wait on africa and antartica. maybe just africa?
food review: pringles, bacon ranch flavor. 5.0. bacon- great by itself. ranch- also great by itself. you'd think the two things combined would taste even better. wrong.
demand functions? indifference curves? excellent!
whoo, foreign readership. that's 5 of the 7 continents. now i just have to wait on africa and antartica. maybe just africa?
food review: pringles, bacon ranch flavor. 5.0. bacon- great by itself. ranch- also great by itself. you'd think the two things combined would taste even better. wrong.
demand functions? indifference curves? excellent!
final countdown?
instead of studying, i'm looking like a fool at myself in the mirror in my bathroom.
one more final. my apartment will be open/welcome to any/all that want to come over. and watch awesome movies. pretty woman is NOT a good movie, nor a good romantic comedy. when harry met sally trumps pretty woman, up until the ending anyway.
yeah, stop flashing your junk around, jeez. and in such a hurry, too. where were you going with your pants hanging low? note- be careful what you say to jack-n-the-box. he tends to say things to your current/former love interests. a little too much.
you should eat more. sushi. under the assumption that it's cheaper over there. but i suppose fish will be expensive wherever you go.
haha, i suppose it's unoriginal. but he did design the cover himself. on the inside insert, he replaced the "o" in "forever" with a heart. it took me the longest time to figure out who the artists were and what the songs were called. the album cover: ohhhh, so embarrassing. fufufu.
NO drab did not make out with me afterward. jesus. i wouldn't know how to react to that, and then i'd probably look at/judge him differently based on his kissing ability. btw, clare made out with me at south beach. 6 times. i hate him even more now.
yeah, yeah, so i've had dreams about bradford assay. it's only been 3 so far this semester. in the past month. fine. i'll analyze them later. porn, american apparel, and a ginormous cinnamon bun.
and what do you mean, mooching off of me!? by that, do you mean eating my food? taking money out of my wallet? living at my apartment, invading my privacy instead of staying at a motel? nonsexual favors?
one more final. my apartment will be open/welcome to any/all that want to come over. and watch awesome movies. pretty woman is NOT a good movie, nor a good romantic comedy. when harry met sally trumps pretty woman, up until the ending anyway.
yeah, stop flashing your junk around, jeez. and in such a hurry, too. where were you going with your pants hanging low? note- be careful what you say to jack-n-the-box. he tends to say things to your current/former love interests. a little too much.
you should eat more. sushi. under the assumption that it's cheaper over there. but i suppose fish will be expensive wherever you go.
haha, i suppose it's unoriginal. but he did design the cover himself. on the inside insert, he replaced the "o" in "forever" with a heart. it took me the longest time to figure out who the artists were and what the songs were called. the album cover: ohhhh, so embarrassing. fufufu.
NO drab did not make out with me afterward. jesus. i wouldn't know how to react to that, and then i'd probably look at/judge him differently based on his kissing ability. btw, clare made out with me at south beach. 6 times. i hate him even more now.
yeah, yeah, so i've had dreams about bradford assay. it's only been 3 so far this semester. in the past month. fine. i'll analyze them later. porn, american apparel, and a ginormous cinnamon bun.
and what do you mean, mooching off of me!? by that, do you mean eating my food? taking money out of my wallet? living at my apartment, invading my privacy instead of staying at a motel? nonsexual favors?
sononaka de boku mo
hitokiwa kagayaiteitainda.
new hits: [tilburg (europe), madras, mountain view]
sitting here, updating on josh's computer. of times decided to eat, 12:20? that's the weirdest time to pick. then again, I live in asia time, so whatever time's decided, i'm usually there half an hour to an hour later, most likely later than that.
walking down virgin's walk, i notice this guy in a black ebisu shirt waddling along as well as holding his pants up, but in a hurry. it was jalto, haha.
drab's here. going to breakfast club, unexpectedly. updates later.
nevermind. we never went. ugh.
new hits: [tilburg (europe), madras, mountain view]
sitting here, updating on josh's computer. of times decided to eat, 12:20? that's the weirdest time to pick. then again, I live in asia time, so whatever time's decided, i'm usually there half an hour to an hour later, most likely later than that.
walking down virgin's walk, i notice this guy in a black ebisu shirt waddling along as well as holding his pants up, but in a hurry. it was jalto, haha.
drab's here. going to breakfast club, unexpectedly. updates later.
nevermind. we never went. ugh.
4.26.2007
bizarre love triangle
new order. new world order. the former's the band, yes?
What would have shocked me? B. Coli giving me a huge-ass cinnamon bun that rivals those of the evil Cinnabon corporation. But this present's just as shocking. I get a present for cutting bradford assay's hair, but I don't get a present for my birthday- what's up with that?! i'm guessing the top grows faster than the sides since it's starting to round out into a bowl again. blonde hair, MMM!
I instead got a mix cd titled "Love Songs for Siu: Round Inside". From the entire spectrum of human emotion, drab chooses LOVE. HUH?
Should I be analyzing this? Well, I decided not to go to the Archi party to be at my apartment, so I popped the cd into my Macbook.
I'm getting mixed messages, which makes sense. It is a mix tape, after all. my reaction? i didn't completely react until after i left and headed towards the car. walking to the parking lot, there was a feeling. one of those emotions i haven't felt before or haven't felt in a long time. hmm.
isle trapped me. kind of.
san francisco is an excellent choice. it's not definite. don't peg me just yet.
sushi, but for two this time. dinner for two- I don't know why I'm excited about that.
bob dylan and his playing the harmonica- hot.
dinner with liz sometime. that would be splendid.
you can have just as much/perhaps more fun with or without a friend. there's no need to compete with their boyfriend/girlfriend for their attention/affection. what do you do if your other's roommate doesn't approve of you? there's no way of avoiding the awkward situation.
best to sophie marceau. hope she gets better.
What would have shocked me? B. Coli giving me a huge-ass cinnamon bun that rivals those of the evil Cinnabon corporation. But this present's just as shocking. I get a present for cutting bradford assay's hair, but I don't get a present for my birthday- what's up with that?! i'm guessing the top grows faster than the sides since it's starting to round out into a bowl again. blonde hair, MMM!
I instead got a mix cd titled "Love Songs for Siu: Round Inside". From the entire spectrum of human emotion, drab chooses LOVE. HUH?
Should I be analyzing this? Well, I decided not to go to the Archi party to be at my apartment, so I popped the cd into my Macbook.
I'm getting mixed messages, which makes sense. It is a mix tape, after all. my reaction? i didn't completely react until after i left and headed towards the car. walking to the parking lot, there was a feeling. one of those emotions i haven't felt before or haven't felt in a long time. hmm.
isle trapped me. kind of.
san francisco is an excellent choice. it's not definite. don't peg me just yet.
sushi, but for two this time. dinner for two- I don't know why I'm excited about that.
bob dylan and his playing the harmonica- hot.
dinner with liz sometime. that would be splendid.
you can have just as much/perhaps more fun with or without a friend. there's no need to compete with their boyfriend/girlfriend for their attention/affection. what do you do if your other's roommate doesn't approve of you? there's no way of avoiding the awkward situation.
best to sophie marceau. hope she gets better.
cocktail
i was sitting on the floor of my apartment, looking out through the blinds the other day. compared to high school, it's not as easy to part with this place.
"let's stay in touch." let's not. people hardly ever try. they either end up dying on you or become too involved with their own life to care about established bonds. there's the separation by location. there's the excuse with not having enough time to call/im/email/write a letter. there's the hanging out with new friends at the place you're going to study/work. seriously, are you ever going find the time? is there a point in trying when the circumstances don't allow for that to continue?
they're matching again this year. madame kai and her lovett crew. their color is white this year. i was going to wear white. maybe i'll wear nothing. going to miss mousse's documentary since i'll be at the banquet.
lucky hair- the strand of hair that's growing out of some random spot on your neck/head. my dad likes growing his out. i have the urge to pull it out for him. i thought this one strand was part of my side hair, but it turned out to be a separate strand growing out from around my jaw. there's another one too that was growing out from under the jaw around the neck.
"let's stay in touch." let's not. people hardly ever try. they either end up dying on you or become too involved with their own life to care about established bonds. there's the separation by location. there's the excuse with not having enough time to call/im/email/write a letter. there's the hanging out with new friends at the place you're going to study/work. seriously, are you ever going find the time? is there a point in trying when the circumstances don't allow for that to continue?
they're matching again this year. madame kai and her lovett crew. their color is white this year. i was going to wear white. maybe i'll wear nothing. going to miss mousse's documentary since i'll be at the banquet.
lucky hair- the strand of hair that's growing out of some random spot on your neck/head. my dad likes growing his out. i have the urge to pull it out for him. i thought this one strand was part of my side hair, but it turned out to be a separate strand growing out from around my jaw. there's another one too that was growing out from under the jaw around the neck.
blonde ambition
faded denim is back in style- says marc jacobs.
what would have gone well with spaghetti? toast. better yet, toast with garlic and butter on top. it seems that toast also helps those with diarrhea.
more dreams. new circumstances, same themes- sex, makin out, drab. but not always together.
the most unbelievable situations. i don't know why/how the stories develop in that particular fashion.
this time: it was just me and drab sitting in some room. what was happening the entire time? i was watching him wrap this length of dough into a spiral and wondering what he was going to make. the spiral-shaped bread ended up being the size of his lap, and once he was done spiraling, he proceeded to add frosting/icing on top. it turns out b. coli was making a huge-ass cinnamon bun. UGH. he only knows how to make borscht! what he was doing making baked goods in my head. i didn't get to taste drab's bun, though- i woke up before i had the chance.
being a better person- innate human impetus? why not be satisfied with who you are now? macarthur fellow, rhodes scholar, ivy league school- that stuff doesn't impress me anymore.
enhancements?! what are you talking about?!
what would have gone well with spaghetti? toast. better yet, toast with garlic and butter on top. it seems that toast also helps those with diarrhea.
more dreams. new circumstances, same themes- sex, makin out, drab. but not always together.
the most unbelievable situations. i don't know why/how the stories develop in that particular fashion.
this time: it was just me and drab sitting in some room. what was happening the entire time? i was watching him wrap this length of dough into a spiral and wondering what he was going to make. the spiral-shaped bread ended up being the size of his lap, and once he was done spiraling, he proceeded to add frosting/icing on top. it turns out b. coli was making a huge-ass cinnamon bun. UGH. he only knows how to make borscht! what he was doing making baked goods in my head. i didn't get to taste drab's bun, though- i woke up before i had the chance.
being a better person- innate human impetus? why not be satisfied with who you are now? macarthur fellow, rhodes scholar, ivy league school- that stuff doesn't impress me anymore.
enhancements?! what are you talking about?!
4.25.2007
it be lookin' goooood
black women. hilarious. i was buying stuff to make spaghetti tonight at target, and the cashier lady was asking me what i was making tonight? i told her spaghetti, and she went on about how she knew it be lookin' good. and then we talked about maruchan because i also bought a package of maruchan yakisoba. YAKISOBA.
so i bought more ingredients than i thought i would, and now i'm left with 16 oz. of spaghetti noodles and a giant pot of spaghetti sauce. anybody want some? and it's not crappy like the sour spaghetti sauce i made over the summer, either.
ingredients: prego garden mushroom sauce, lean ground beef, carrots, mushrooms, onions, green/red/yellow bell peppers, oregano, garlic, pepper. so- any takers? i left the carrots a little hard because i hate boiled carrots and prefer texture in my food this time.
it's over? nope. paper and final. i wonder what my grades are this semester. they took off one of the pass/fails on my transcript, so i found myself with a letter grade that shouldn't be there on my report card.
there was some funny aftertaste to it that lingered in my mouth, this spicy/salty reaction on my tongue, but i turned up the heat on the sauce and it's fine now.
so i bought more ingredients than i thought i would, and now i'm left with 16 oz. of spaghetti noodles and a giant pot of spaghetti sauce. anybody want some? and it's not crappy like the sour spaghetti sauce i made over the summer, either.
ingredients: prego garden mushroom sauce, lean ground beef, carrots, mushrooms, onions, green/red/yellow bell peppers, oregano, garlic, pepper. so- any takers? i left the carrots a little hard because i hate boiled carrots and prefer texture in my food this time.
it's over? nope. paper and final. i wonder what my grades are this semester. they took off one of the pass/fails on my transcript, so i found myself with a letter grade that shouldn't be there on my report card.
there was some funny aftertaste to it that lingered in my mouth, this spicy/salty reaction on my tongue, but i turned up the heat on the sauce and it's fine now.
slap you silly
new hits: [guelf, larkspur]
yes. buy that usa cap. and make yakisoba for me.
one food item that you should never try new things with: cereal. disappointing choices every time.
intervene? nah. i wouldn't like it if people bothered me.
intermittent dreams. i've been having multiple dreams in the same night because i've been studying in bed, and when i wake up and try to study, i fall right back.
apparently the bay area oysters are "stunningly good." this women has a boy-cut, though. bleached, too.
almost done. i hope. made a lot of mistakes in class. hopefully it won't hurt me too much. maybe these last tests will make up for it? i'm ready to leave.
i've eaten about 12 packets 10 packets of ramen in the past 4/5 days, along with 4 hot pockets. i feel gross. i had a bowl of cereal to try to make up for it, but the cereal tasted shitty. i'm trying the chapaghetti ramen, that's supposed to be an instant version of the zhajiang mian that we usually get at fufu. kai doesn't like fufu for some reason. smack that ho. i also ate an entire bowl of chili with an entire bag of zapp's chips last night. yeah. gross.
i'll be able to start cooking again after saturday. my next venture is lobster.
el pueblito. terrible location. no sign with their name on it. parking one lot away. food was ok for the price. wish they served more on their plate. 8.8.
indo mie goreng- the regular flavor. after many bags, i'm not sure whether it's best to mix the sauces first or spread the soup powder onto the noodles as you stir. for best effect, there should be some water mixed with the sweet soy sauce and oil before placing the steaming noodles onto the plate. soup powder- you can put it in before or after the noodles. 8.5- too dry at times, and the noodles stuck together.
for diabetic comas, insert an IV with saline drip.
yes. buy that usa cap. and make yakisoba for me.
one food item that you should never try new things with: cereal. disappointing choices every time.
intervene? nah. i wouldn't like it if people bothered me.
intermittent dreams. i've been having multiple dreams in the same night because i've been studying in bed, and when i wake up and try to study, i fall right back.
apparently the bay area oysters are "stunningly good." this women has a boy-cut, though. bleached, too.
almost done. i hope. made a lot of mistakes in class. hopefully it won't hurt me too much. maybe these last tests will make up for it? i'm ready to leave.
i've eaten about 12 packets 10 packets of ramen in the past 4/5 days, along with 4 hot pockets. i feel gross. i had a bowl of cereal to try to make up for it, but the cereal tasted shitty. i'm trying the chapaghetti ramen, that's supposed to be an instant version of the zhajiang mian that we usually get at fufu. kai doesn't like fufu for some reason. smack that ho. i also ate an entire bowl of chili with an entire bag of zapp's chips last night. yeah. gross.
i'll be able to start cooking again after saturday. my next venture is lobster.
el pueblito. terrible location. no sign with their name on it. parking one lot away. food was ok for the price. wish they served more on their plate. 8.8.
indo mie goreng- the regular flavor. after many bags, i'm not sure whether it's best to mix the sauces first or spread the soup powder onto the noodles as you stir. for best effect, there should be some water mixed with the sweet soy sauce and oil before placing the steaming noodles onto the plate. soup powder- you can put it in before or after the noodles. 8.5- too dry at times, and the noodles stuck together.
for diabetic comas, insert an IV with saline drip.
4.24.2007
in heat
new hits: [mcminnville, memphis, monterrey]
i saw sophie marceau walking the outer loop today. hmm, what is that maiden doing around the outer loop on university?
some dream i had earlier in the week involved katie. and krazy katie. normal katie wanted to be friends again, so i was at some diner with her. we were eating- me and komposed katie across the table. but there was krazy katie right next to me, the one who wanted to start up a relationship, who was on all fours crawling up to me and trying to caress me and kiss my neck. i tried to shove her off while i was having a nice dinner conversation with katie across the table. that didn't work out. i woke up.
i had another dream about drab last night. there wasn't anything special about this one. i was just talking to him, in my dream, about a dream i had the night before. freaky. and then? no comment. AGH!
when i was studying for my tests. when i was taking my two tests today. i keep getting hot flashes and keep fantasizing about people. it's terrible. i'm not even hanging around the people that i get daydreams about. ugh. i'm going to wait this thing out. starting with a cold shower.
two tests and a paper tomorrow. one final saturday, and a final paper for bios310, which won't be hard. i'm going to try to finish by sunday, turn everything in then.
a career as a food writer? hmm. i wouldn't mind dealing with food everyday. not that i don't already.
i saw sophie marceau walking the outer loop today. hmm, what is that maiden doing around the outer loop on university?
some dream i had earlier in the week involved katie. and krazy katie. normal katie wanted to be friends again, so i was at some diner with her. we were eating- me and komposed katie across the table. but there was krazy katie right next to me, the one who wanted to start up a relationship, who was on all fours crawling up to me and trying to caress me and kiss my neck. i tried to shove her off while i was having a nice dinner conversation with katie across the table. that didn't work out. i woke up.
i had another dream about drab last night. there wasn't anything special about this one. i was just talking to him, in my dream, about a dream i had the night before. freaky. and then? no comment. AGH!
when i was studying for my tests. when i was taking my two tests today. i keep getting hot flashes and keep fantasizing about people. it's terrible. i'm not even hanging around the people that i get daydreams about. ugh. i'm going to wait this thing out. starting with a cold shower.
two tests and a paper tomorrow. one final saturday, and a final paper for bios310, which won't be hard. i'm going to try to finish by sunday, turn everything in then.
a career as a food writer? hmm. i wouldn't mind dealing with food everyday. not that i don't already.
4.23.2007
drive me wild
new hit(s): [summerville, hyde park]
i was watching the final episodes of yakitate today when i noticed b-rice-u in it and was wondering, since when did Bricey-bryce do anime?! Spencer Henry Hoko (Sachihoko-スペンサー・ヘンリー・ホコー), or B-rice? kekeke.
i've had some odd dreams recently. they mostly dealt with sex. one dream in the past few days was me making out with this girl from high school, jessica talley. she was one of my crushes in high school. i think it's the blonde hair and blue eyes- it gets me every time for some reason.
my dream last night- i was having sex. with water closet. UGH! what the hell?! i don't talk to that loser in forever, and out of the blue i'm naked with him on some counter. JESUS! you don't want to know what we were doing. i'm a dirty boy.
stupid springtime. hormonal changes correlating with seasonal changes. they did some article about people in new york hanging out more outside, checking each other out, dating more, findingn love. gross. i guess i can't escape some biological processes. well, i could hole myself up in the dark for an indefinite amount of time.
and what a coincidence. i have a dream about him, and all of a sudden the WC instant message's me today, asking me how i am, claiming that we're friends, that i'm worth his time, and he'll do anything for me. UGH!
having these overhwelming daydreams don't help either. making out with certain people, wanting to do all these dirty deeds for my naughty needs. blegh. i don't like being touched, i don't know why i would have this desire to pounce on anyone.
crap, there's an lny banquet this week, but i might have a review session to go to thursday night. hmm, what's more important, seeing a small group of asians, or pulling off a nice grade for Dr. Brown's class?
if a friend has a health issue, what do you do? denial's usually the easiest route, since there's no conflict involved. you can hope that they're dealing with the problem themself, intervene, or do nothing. feelings always get in the way.
might as well jump.
i was watching the final episodes of yakitate today when i noticed b-rice-u in it and was wondering, since when did Bricey-bryce do anime?! Spencer Henry Hoko (Sachihoko-スペンサー・ヘンリー・ホコー), or B-rice? kekeke.
i've had some odd dreams recently. they mostly dealt with sex. one dream in the past few days was me making out with this girl from high school, jessica talley. she was one of my crushes in high school. i think it's the blonde hair and blue eyes- it gets me every time for some reason.
my dream last night- i was having sex. with water closet. UGH! what the hell?! i don't talk to that loser in forever, and out of the blue i'm naked with him on some counter. JESUS! you don't want to know what we were doing. i'm a dirty boy.
stupid springtime. hormonal changes correlating with seasonal changes. they did some article about people in new york hanging out more outside, checking each other out, dating more, findingn love. gross. i guess i can't escape some biological processes. well, i could hole myself up in the dark for an indefinite amount of time.
and what a coincidence. i have a dream about him, and all of a sudden the WC instant message's me today, asking me how i am, claiming that we're friends, that i'm worth his time, and he'll do anything for me. UGH!
having these overhwelming daydreams don't help either. making out with certain people, wanting to do all these dirty deeds for my naughty needs. blegh. i don't like being touched, i don't know why i would have this desire to pounce on anyone.
crap, there's an lny banquet this week, but i might have a review session to go to thursday night. hmm, what's more important, seeing a small group of asians, or pulling off a nice grade for Dr. Brown's class?
if a friend has a health issue, what do you do? denial's usually the easiest route, since there's no conflict involved. you can hope that they're dealing with the problem themself, intervene, or do nothing. feelings always get in the way.
might as well jump.
4.21.2007
register with Evite
new hits: [hanoi, recanati (europe?), burlington (U.S.)]
i guess the podcasts do work. new chinesepod lesson, and the ucsf science cafe. do they even have science cafes? there was one in the village some years back, where people met IN a cafe and discussed science, but is there one that regularly does that?
i can't wait to finally delete all the annoying email in my mailbox, get rid of everything affiliated with school. mail always piles up, and i never bother to read any of them except for the ones that are easy to access but completely useless. example- facebook messages or wall writings.
i'm being told from all over the place to go dating. but my interests in anybody aren't sustained since i get bored. there's no point in asking anyone out if i'm going to get bored during the first date.
i don't like being forced to eat. i like eating just as much/even moreso than the next person, but i prefer to eat when i want to eat and when it's food that i enjoy consuming. sweets are definitely not on the top of the list.
so potrero hill's that far away? hrm.
drew's nice. he's passionate about something. he's much shorter than i imagined him to be. maybe it's because i was sitting down on the couch when he arrived.
rat tail? tennessee? just what are you trying to imply, b-rice? actually, yeah, his hair does tend to tail up. there's this distinct line that forms when his hair grows longer; a line that goes down the middle of the back of his head and punctuates at the end where the rat tail begins. i tried getting rid of that today. i missed a few places. SO SOFT, that hair. maybe i'll just shave drab's head when he's sleeping and make a stuffed animal out of the clippings. place it next to my bunny or the moshi in bed.
drab's attempts at seducing me- i think i'm seduced moreso when he does nothing as opposed to when he actually tries.
hey janey, did your state song rip off "oh, tenenbaum"? "maryland, my maryland" sounds a little too similar to that ill-cherished christmas song.
who wants special brownies? i hope it compensates for all that disgusting chocolate.
new restaurant venture/review: Baba Yega. I forgot, was it supposed to be an italian restaurant? atmosphere- alright. nothing too memorable about the place, except that it was in montrose, so i kept seeing these groups of 30-4o year old muscular guys coming to the restaurant to have dinner together. There weren't enough tables to sit and eat dinner outside. That was a bummer.
The food- I had Old Smokey, Tuna Steak, and Chocolate Mousse. Old Smokey- smoked salmon with bread, capers, tomatoes, cream cheese, and a lemon wedge. The lemon/salmon/cheese/caper combination placed on tender white bread danced across my tongue. very appetizing. 9 dollars for the appetizer, though. Tuna Steak- as the name implies, a huge steak of tuna laid across a bed of linguini tossed in a buttery cream sauce, garnished with tomatoes and steamed broccoli. There was a little too much tuna, the broccoli was overcooked and flavorless just like the linguini. I felt as though I were slurping noodles up and the butter was there to help it slide down my esophagous. 15 dollars. The chocolate mousse- three distinct layers of mousse, whipped cream, and chocolate cake. The cake was too rich but when eaten altogether, the three layers complemented each other very nicely. 4 or 5 dollars.
Overall: 8.0. The service declined towards the end of the meal. Trying new food at a new restaurant was also risky. I tried everyone else's food- sets of burgers, fries, and potato salad- and their side orders were more pleasing to my abdomen. I should also be more careful about choosing seafood orders in Houston. Some places can just do it. Others shouldn't bother trying.
OH. bry-C-b-rice- i need an exhaustive list of all the fish that can be/are best kept cold/frozen, and a list of those kinds that are best eaten right away. a little bird told me that you used to work at a fish market. and by little bird, i mean that jackass clare. nighttime. toodles.
i guess the podcasts do work. new chinesepod lesson, and the ucsf science cafe. do they even have science cafes? there was one in the village some years back, where people met IN a cafe and discussed science, but is there one that regularly does that?
i can't wait to finally delete all the annoying email in my mailbox, get rid of everything affiliated with school. mail always piles up, and i never bother to read any of them except for the ones that are easy to access but completely useless. example- facebook messages or wall writings.
i'm being told from all over the place to go dating. but my interests in anybody aren't sustained since i get bored. there's no point in asking anyone out if i'm going to get bored during the first date.
i don't like being forced to eat. i like eating just as much/even moreso than the next person, but i prefer to eat when i want to eat and when it's food that i enjoy consuming. sweets are definitely not on the top of the list.
so potrero hill's that far away? hrm.
drew's nice. he's passionate about something. he's much shorter than i imagined him to be. maybe it's because i was sitting down on the couch when he arrived.
rat tail? tennessee? just what are you trying to imply, b-rice? actually, yeah, his hair does tend to tail up. there's this distinct line that forms when his hair grows longer; a line that goes down the middle of the back of his head and punctuates at the end where the rat tail begins. i tried getting rid of that today. i missed a few places. SO SOFT, that hair. maybe i'll just shave drab's head when he's sleeping and make a stuffed animal out of the clippings. place it next to my bunny or the moshi in bed.
drab's attempts at seducing me- i think i'm seduced moreso when he does nothing as opposed to when he actually tries.
hey janey, did your state song rip off "oh, tenenbaum"? "maryland, my maryland" sounds a little too similar to that ill-cherished christmas song.
who wants special brownies? i hope it compensates for all that disgusting chocolate.
new restaurant venture/review: Baba Yega. I forgot, was it supposed to be an italian restaurant? atmosphere- alright. nothing too memorable about the place, except that it was in montrose, so i kept seeing these groups of 30-4o year old muscular guys coming to the restaurant to have dinner together. There weren't enough tables to sit and eat dinner outside. That was a bummer.
The food- I had Old Smokey, Tuna Steak, and Chocolate Mousse. Old Smokey- smoked salmon with bread, capers, tomatoes, cream cheese, and a lemon wedge. The lemon/salmon/cheese/caper combination placed on tender white bread danced across my tongue. very appetizing. 9 dollars for the appetizer, though. Tuna Steak- as the name implies, a huge steak of tuna laid across a bed of linguini tossed in a buttery cream sauce, garnished with tomatoes and steamed broccoli. There was a little too much tuna, the broccoli was overcooked and flavorless just like the linguini. I felt as though I were slurping noodles up and the butter was there to help it slide down my esophagous. 15 dollars. The chocolate mousse- three distinct layers of mousse, whipped cream, and chocolate cake. The cake was too rich but when eaten altogether, the three layers complemented each other very nicely. 4 or 5 dollars.
Overall: 8.0. The service declined towards the end of the meal. Trying new food at a new restaurant was also risky. I tried everyone else's food- sets of burgers, fries, and potato salad- and their side orders were more pleasing to my abdomen. I should also be more careful about choosing seafood orders in Houston. Some places can just do it. Others shouldn't bother trying.
OH. bry-C-b-rice- i need an exhaustive list of all the fish that can be/are best kept cold/frozen, and a list of those kinds that are best eaten right away. a little bird told me that you used to work at a fish market. and by little bird, i mean that jackass clare. nighttime. toodles.
rich, bold, and robust
three adjectives that i would NEVER use to describe mcdonald's coffee. coffee culture- I've been going to a few places around h-town with friends. yeah, i don't think i'll ever like coffee, even if i decide to get some with friends. and it feels like i see the same people no matter which coffeehouse i try out.
you and your date?! crassie, i am NOT going to attend a banquet sponsored by some asian organization on campus when me AND my date(s) are written in the WHO portion of the invitation. i'm going stag. Clare is SO keen on things, more than he knows it. HAHA! couldn't stop laughing last night.
i had the most awful dream last night- it was about clare and his filthy fling that usually leads to these massive hickeys on his neck. prolonging suction just a LITTLE too much. GROSS! i'm not going to go into any details except for the fact that they were both walking naked around the suite, shocking all the roommates (shocking in the awe/surprise sense, not shocking in the sexual technique sense).
my crushes on people are on and off. since it can't be sustained, i don't bother to ask anyone out or pursue them for that matter. that's an addendum to the fact that i feel like being single and don't want emotional attachments. clare thinks that i in fact enjoy being pursued but enjoy denying people even more. do you think that if you give women the slightest attention, they'll just cling onto you or think that you're romantically interested in them? you hang out with them for a dinner, a night, any event, and the next day they want to hang out again. just the two of you. ahhhhhhhh.
drab... those were flukes/anomalies/disruptions in rational thought/brain patterns. i think it's the soft blonde hair. i used to get so turned on by blonde hair in high school. who else do i fantasize about? haha, why so interested, b-rice? it's one of the asian girls in my life.
this members only jacket is making me feel too much like michael jackson in his thriller music video.
american college of traditional chinese medicine- i'll give it a try. why not? but where's potrero hill?
how much is the cost of education? there's 50,000 for culinary school, 50,000 for traditional medicine, and probably more than twice the previous two combined for regular medical school, unless i pursue an m.d./ph.d. eep. so the plan now is to find an apartment. hopefully under a grand.
right, last night. can't handle too much noise. i was sitting in the girls' suite just looking at the pair of scissors that came with the play-doh while drab was reading an article. it was quiet, almost silent. i liked that, just being there without an obligation to talk or initiate conversation. while some people like to discuss current events/gossip/life in general, i would prefer to just sit there and think to myself and let the rest of the world fade away. i also grew up in a household where we don't talk that, whether or not we're eating at the dinner table. even in california with my father's relatives, the table's usually quiet unless i initiate conversation with my cousins, but the older people get angry if we're too rowdy. i have yet to meet katherine sophia and drop her on her head, welcome her to the siu family.
oh, bricey-bryce. i cut josh's hair yesterday. later on that night, mousse commented on joshhest's hair and asked if he got it at a salon. i was flattered, but maybe she was just being nice. i have to repair the ever-growing mullet in the back of clare's head as well as the rat tail growing out the back of drab's head.
you and your date?! crassie, i am NOT going to attend a banquet sponsored by some asian organization on campus when me AND my date(s) are written in the WHO portion of the invitation. i'm going stag. Clare is SO keen on things, more than he knows it. HAHA! couldn't stop laughing last night.
i had the most awful dream last night- it was about clare and his filthy fling that usually leads to these massive hickeys on his neck. prolonging suction just a LITTLE too much. GROSS! i'm not going to go into any details except for the fact that they were both walking naked around the suite, shocking all the roommates (shocking in the awe/surprise sense, not shocking in the sexual technique sense).
my crushes on people are on and off. since it can't be sustained, i don't bother to ask anyone out or pursue them for that matter. that's an addendum to the fact that i feel like being single and don't want emotional attachments. clare thinks that i in fact enjoy being pursued but enjoy denying people even more. do you think that if you give women the slightest attention, they'll just cling onto you or think that you're romantically interested in them? you hang out with them for a dinner, a night, any event, and the next day they want to hang out again. just the two of you. ahhhhhhhh.
drab... those were flukes/anomalies/disruptions in rational thought/brain patterns. i think it's the soft blonde hair. i used to get so turned on by blonde hair in high school. who else do i fantasize about? haha, why so interested, b-rice? it's one of the asian girls in my life.
this members only jacket is making me feel too much like michael jackson in his thriller music video.
american college of traditional chinese medicine- i'll give it a try. why not? but where's potrero hill?
how much is the cost of education? there's 50,000 for culinary school, 50,000 for traditional medicine, and probably more than twice the previous two combined for regular medical school, unless i pursue an m.d./ph.d. eep. so the plan now is to find an apartment. hopefully under a grand.
right, last night. can't handle too much noise. i was sitting in the girls' suite just looking at the pair of scissors that came with the play-doh while drab was reading an article. it was quiet, almost silent. i liked that, just being there without an obligation to talk or initiate conversation. while some people like to discuss current events/gossip/life in general, i would prefer to just sit there and think to myself and let the rest of the world fade away. i also grew up in a household where we don't talk that, whether or not we're eating at the dinner table. even in california with my father's relatives, the table's usually quiet unless i initiate conversation with my cousins, but the older people get angry if we're too rowdy. i have yet to meet katherine sophia and drop her on her head, welcome her to the siu family.
oh, bricey-bryce. i cut josh's hair yesterday. later on that night, mousse commented on joshhest's hair and asked if he got it at a salon. i was flattered, but maybe she was just being nice. i have to repair the ever-growing mullet in the back of clare's head as well as the rat tail growing out the back of drab's head.
4.20.2007
deal or no deal
NO DEAL! haha.
today's the day of the columbine massacre. oddly enough.
i have random fantasies about people, but there are two in particular that pop up more frequently than others.
sex advice from girls- i guess they would be the best source if you ever want to know how to please a woman.
i broke one of my personal rules: never to gossip. i don't know the full story, so it isn't my place to say anything. then again, the story could come from someone who skews the story in their favor. so it's better to hear it from both sides to get some accurate account of what's been going on.
awkward moments- they never cease. everytime i come around, there's this sea of emotion that's just reckless and chaotic. i'm okay with complete silence. silence isn't a problem. tension at dinner, tension in the suite, tension all around. just a bad feeling.
tired. bedtime. more on this later. or not. night.
today's the day of the columbine massacre. oddly enough.
i have random fantasies about people, but there are two in particular that pop up more frequently than others.
sex advice from girls- i guess they would be the best source if you ever want to know how to please a woman.
i broke one of my personal rules: never to gossip. i don't know the full story, so it isn't my place to say anything. then again, the story could come from someone who skews the story in their favor. so it's better to hear it from both sides to get some accurate account of what's been going on.
awkward moments- they never cease. everytime i come around, there's this sea of emotion that's just reckless and chaotic. i'm okay with complete silence. silence isn't a problem. tension at dinner, tension in the suite, tension all around. just a bad feeling.
tired. bedtime. more on this later. or not. night.
4.19.2007
in the park
drab amuses me, in a drab way. the back of his head was bothering me, though. i really want to just cut his hair, outline the bottom part since i didn't have a buzzer at the time. clarence's too. that was also bothering me. start hacking away.
Zapp's chips. I may have to stockpile them before going elsewhere. I don't know if the kettle-cooked chips wherever I go could match the caliber of the Dill-flavored or Cajun Crawtators of Zapp's potato chips.
new restaurant venture: Rajin' Cajun (i think that's how it's spelled). Dinner date with two buds. Topic of conversation? hah. girls. what do girls like to talk about? i was surprised. anyhow, moving on to the more important matter- food. For $19.02, you can get a fried seafood combo with two pieces of spicy corn and a honey cornbread. the fried seafood basket consisted of fried: oysters, shrimp, catfish, and stuffed crab- all laid over a bed of fries. Fried food- there really isn't a distinction between their "homemade" recipe and other fried food that I've had before. It tasted the same, but my-oh-myra's etoufee was alright, considering that my only experience with that type of cajun cuisine was from the servery. what else do they have? po-boys, stacks of yearbooks, cases of beer. fun time.
eating food while naked- in actuality, doesn't measure up to the mere thought of it.
i sometime wonder if i have thrown away my education. I worked hard freshman year, and then there was this struggle from then on- lack of motivation, family ordeals, drama with specific people. I don't think I ever got it back until now, whatever you call it: inspiration, motivation- an actual desire to do something productive/meaningful with my life.
people from the CIA bothering me while I was on the crapper. they want me to apply by May and get great deals on financial aid, but I have not fulfilled their minimum requirements of 6 months of food preparation. and that's the shittiest part of the job in the back of the kitchen. my relatives do that. It seems rather monotonous.
the land before time- the first one, and only the first one. don't pay attention to the 9 other movies.
If science classes taught what was up and coming and relevant, I might pay more attention in class. It's a shame I never took the ones that involved discussions about research articles in journals- it seems more productive than learning about mundane biochemical processes. Sure, it's good to have a background in each area, but the articles themselves are probably too specialized/technical. There's too many fields you can get involved in to fully comprehend science. How i see things, anyway.
Things to do before graduation- attending the menil would be one of them. oh yes, and dealing with my future. i'm sure that's important somewhere. goodnight. bitches.
Zapp's chips. I may have to stockpile them before going elsewhere. I don't know if the kettle-cooked chips wherever I go could match the caliber of the Dill-flavored or Cajun Crawtators of Zapp's potato chips.
new restaurant venture: Rajin' Cajun (i think that's how it's spelled). Dinner date with two buds. Topic of conversation? hah. girls. what do girls like to talk about? i was surprised. anyhow, moving on to the more important matter- food. For $19.02, you can get a fried seafood combo with two pieces of spicy corn and a honey cornbread. the fried seafood basket consisted of fried: oysters, shrimp, catfish, and stuffed crab- all laid over a bed of fries. Fried food- there really isn't a distinction between their "homemade" recipe and other fried food that I've had before. It tasted the same, but my-oh-myra's etoufee was alright, considering that my only experience with that type of cajun cuisine was from the servery. what else do they have? po-boys, stacks of yearbooks, cases of beer. fun time.
eating food while naked- in actuality, doesn't measure up to the mere thought of it.
i sometime wonder if i have thrown away my education. I worked hard freshman year, and then there was this struggle from then on- lack of motivation, family ordeals, drama with specific people. I don't think I ever got it back until now, whatever you call it: inspiration, motivation- an actual desire to do something productive/meaningful with my life.
people from the CIA bothering me while I was on the crapper. they want me to apply by May and get great deals on financial aid, but I have not fulfilled their minimum requirements of 6 months of food preparation. and that's the shittiest part of the job in the back of the kitchen. my relatives do that. It seems rather monotonous.
the land before time- the first one, and only the first one. don't pay attention to the 9 other movies.
If science classes taught what was up and coming and relevant, I might pay more attention in class. It's a shame I never took the ones that involved discussions about research articles in journals- it seems more productive than learning about mundane biochemical processes. Sure, it's good to have a background in each area, but the articles themselves are probably too specialized/technical. There's too many fields you can get involved in to fully comprehend science. How i see things, anyway.
Things to do before graduation- attending the menil would be one of them. oh yes, and dealing with my future. i'm sure that's important somewhere. goodnight. bitches.
4.18.2007
siu != sue
new hits: [nanning]
exhaustion kicks in. i've been sleeping so long each night just to make up for sunday, i guess.
psh, you think i like that shirt. i'm going to burn it after graduation since i'm starting with a fresh new wardrobe.
that open-mouth look that kate moss does in her ads- it's not that attractive. what i perceive from her with her mouth like that: "duhhhhhhhhhhhh....."
one magazine that caught my eye at borders tonight: gourmet. well done. i probably wouldn't subscribe to it, though. there was also an article about china and democracy in the new yorker, and i started to read it. i realize why some people may think that the articles are overwhelming- the small text interspersed with a cartoon on a two-page spread, coupled with the issue that they are covering.
i've begun picking up my addiction to rpg's again. the final fantasy XIII's coming out on the ps3- almost makes me want to buy that console today. dawn of mana's coming out. i also want to find a copy of chrono trigger for the snes. i used to have the rom, but never finished it. i don't think i'd put chrono trigger over final fantasy VII, though.
i turned in a few forms in the mail today- bills along with applications. maybe a public university would have been the better option for me, from realizing just how many options there are to pursue. what do i see here? pre-law, pre-med, pre-business, with the exception of music and architecture.
dinner date with old roommates. well, i didn't really room with my-oh-myra that long in the summer. i think i was there for a week with her, and i didn't hang out that much at the apartment in the beginning, moving stuff and all. oh yeah, i remember the trouble i had to go through borrowing keys from nush and the other two. jeez, what a hassle. what's going to be more of a hassle is finding an apartment to live in again. i want to spend less this time. MUCH less. then again, if i'm not spending my money on the apartment, i'd probably spend money on useless things like videogames. or more food.
science blogs update too much. it's just not possible to keep up with every bit of information that they send out. there's at least 50 articles a day from one college, almost that much from each science division.
How should i put my skills to use? cooking, cantonese/mandarin, biology background, some business sense. i still want to delve into other areas: food science, journalism, animation, design, holistic health, etc.
i wouldn't mind having hair like the guy in FF versus XIII.
things are coming to an end in college. avoid the real world for just a while longer by going to professional school, or jump right in. the band is splitting up, but leaving on good or bad terms? some people are going to end up in the same city, but will they ever try to stay in touch?
exhaustion kicks in. i've been sleeping so long each night just to make up for sunday, i guess.
psh, you think i like that shirt. i'm going to burn it after graduation since i'm starting with a fresh new wardrobe.
that open-mouth look that kate moss does in her ads- it's not that attractive. what i perceive from her with her mouth like that: "duhhhhhhhhhhhh....."
one magazine that caught my eye at borders tonight: gourmet. well done. i probably wouldn't subscribe to it, though. there was also an article about china and democracy in the new yorker, and i started to read it. i realize why some people may think that the articles are overwhelming- the small text interspersed with a cartoon on a two-page spread, coupled with the issue that they are covering.
i've begun picking up my addiction to rpg's again. the final fantasy XIII's coming out on the ps3- almost makes me want to buy that console today. dawn of mana's coming out. i also want to find a copy of chrono trigger for the snes. i used to have the rom, but never finished it. i don't think i'd put chrono trigger over final fantasy VII, though.
i turned in a few forms in the mail today- bills along with applications. maybe a public university would have been the better option for me, from realizing just how many options there are to pursue. what do i see here? pre-law, pre-med, pre-business, with the exception of music and architecture.
dinner date with old roommates. well, i didn't really room with my-oh-myra that long in the summer. i think i was there for a week with her, and i didn't hang out that much at the apartment in the beginning, moving stuff and all. oh yeah, i remember the trouble i had to go through borrowing keys from nush and the other two. jeez, what a hassle. what's going to be more of a hassle is finding an apartment to live in again. i want to spend less this time. MUCH less. then again, if i'm not spending my money on the apartment, i'd probably spend money on useless things like videogames. or more food.
science blogs update too much. it's just not possible to keep up with every bit of information that they send out. there's at least 50 articles a day from one college, almost that much from each science division.
How should i put my skills to use? cooking, cantonese/mandarin, biology background, some business sense. i still want to delve into other areas: food science, journalism, animation, design, holistic health, etc.
i wouldn't mind having hair like the guy in FF versus XIII.
things are coming to an end in college. avoid the real world for just a while longer by going to professional school, or jump right in. the band is splitting up, but leaving on good or bad terms? some people are going to end up in the same city, but will they ever try to stay in touch?
4.17.2007
huckleberry friend
new hits: [yoyogi-sanyacho, santiago]
why? hmm, well, i suppose if i did have a conversation with them, i'd probably write about it. so if i don't, then i should probably explain my reason for just walking by without initiating interaction. she didn't try to talk to me either, so the feeling's mutual.
visiting nants tomorrow. metro back to my summer villa. have to hand over to her my Huff dvd set, give feedback on my PI's wife's consent, if she does, to answer all the medical psych profession questions plaguing nants in my pants.
oh yeah, thanks for the bday text msg, maury. and all those other random ones that i forgot about.
new york- i'd like to wake up in a city that never sleeps. liza minnelli sounds very similar to some other singer. i had no idea she could kind of sing. then again, most people can sing, kind of.
karaoke- isle wants to go and sing a few particular songs. weren't we supposed to go a couple weeks ago?
change my name, huh? what names would i legally change mine to? ideas?
read all of the comics? that would take too long. in addition to the new ones that they have shelved, there's boxes of old issues that could be read. then there's the collections on another bookshelf that compiles a certain number of issues for your convenience. you forget the board games and collectible cards/figures as well. Nan's.
almost made it to the end. my printer is running out of black ink. how am i going to print out the last few homeworks i have, in addition to two papers due by the end of april? free on-campus printing?
even though some students may have died, i certainly don't feel an obligation to attend the service. i never heard of those two people until their deaths occurred. also being desensitized to death- never having attended a funeral, and with my family dying off every year- it seems routine now. people die every second, but if it occurs within your sphere/realm of influence, then it makes that death more important.
new routes to consider in cooking- sushi, and french cuisine. sushi might be costly because i prefer raw fish and not something like california rolls. psh. french cuisine? well. never had french food before. wine reductions- they seem to be able to get the sticky stuff off the bottom of your pots/pans.
i wonder if the food network hosts ever retain any of the stuff that they teach when people are watching their shows. it seems that they're just hired for their personality/marketability, where most of them don't really know how to cook food.
guilty pleasure- naruto. i've gotten tired of the soupless instant noodles in a day. probably because i've eaten three packets for lunch and dinner.
some other day a lot of people commented on my street fighter shirt- the one with chun li doing a vertical split/kick. haven't street fought in a while- considering the street fighter anthology/collection/whatever that's available for ps2. maybe now i'll be able to use that chun li collectible controller that hesse gave me for christmas. that controller lacks vibration function, is bulky like an xbox controller, and feels like a hollow plastic shell. can it really hold up to all those super combos to be inflicted on the opponent?
typography- the letter x. standard?
cooking mama: cook off?!
why? hmm, well, i suppose if i did have a conversation with them, i'd probably write about it. so if i don't, then i should probably explain my reason for just walking by without initiating interaction. she didn't try to talk to me either, so the feeling's mutual.
visiting nants tomorrow. metro back to my summer villa. have to hand over to her my Huff dvd set, give feedback on my PI's wife's consent, if she does, to answer all the medical psych profession questions plaguing nants in my pants.
oh yeah, thanks for the bday text msg, maury. and all those other random ones that i forgot about.
new york- i'd like to wake up in a city that never sleeps. liza minnelli sounds very similar to some other singer. i had no idea she could kind of sing. then again, most people can sing, kind of.
karaoke- isle wants to go and sing a few particular songs. weren't we supposed to go a couple weeks ago?
change my name, huh? what names would i legally change mine to? ideas?
read all of the comics? that would take too long. in addition to the new ones that they have shelved, there's boxes of old issues that could be read. then there's the collections on another bookshelf that compiles a certain number of issues for your convenience. you forget the board games and collectible cards/figures as well. Nan's.
almost made it to the end. my printer is running out of black ink. how am i going to print out the last few homeworks i have, in addition to two papers due by the end of april? free on-campus printing?
even though some students may have died, i certainly don't feel an obligation to attend the service. i never heard of those two people until their deaths occurred. also being desensitized to death- never having attended a funeral, and with my family dying off every year- it seems routine now. people die every second, but if it occurs within your sphere/realm of influence, then it makes that death more important.
new routes to consider in cooking- sushi, and french cuisine. sushi might be costly because i prefer raw fish and not something like california rolls. psh. french cuisine? well. never had french food before. wine reductions- they seem to be able to get the sticky stuff off the bottom of your pots/pans.
i wonder if the food network hosts ever retain any of the stuff that they teach when people are watching their shows. it seems that they're just hired for their personality/marketability, where most of them don't really know how to cook food.
guilty pleasure- naruto. i've gotten tired of the soupless instant noodles in a day. probably because i've eaten three packets for lunch and dinner.
some other day a lot of people commented on my street fighter shirt- the one with chun li doing a vertical split/kick. haven't street fought in a while- considering the street fighter anthology/collection/whatever that's available for ps2. maybe now i'll be able to use that chun li collectible controller that hesse gave me for christmas. that controller lacks vibration function, is bulky like an xbox controller, and feels like a hollow plastic shell. can it really hold up to all those super combos to be inflicted on the opponent?
typography- the letter x. standard?
cooking mama: cook off?!
taken by the notion
you haven't heard anything. lies- all of it.
i don't know if i'd want to live with my aunt.
sometimes plans don't go accordingly.
working for food network. maybe, although it's not as exciting as i thought it would be.
you gotta swing your hips, but don't lose control.
i saw kai walking towards class by the jones business school. i was eating mango pudding, and i didn't feel like talking to her. so i just passed her and kept on walking.
you talk to someone once, and they instantly friend you on facebook. is that how friendships work nowadays? i met two girls this weekend, and they request to be friends.
barbra streisand, helen hayes, rita moreno, whoopi goldberg, liza minnelli, and audrey hepburn. 6 women, not 2, to have won all 4- grammy, tony, oscar, emmy. but that's including daytime emmys. it would only be 3 women if you excluded that.
feeling burnt out lately- it's probably due to staying up so late sunday to do the poster and not eating dinner until 4 in the morning.
i took a detour today to go to the comic book store. nobody was there except the cashier. there wasn't anything interesting to read either. they must have changed artists for the x-men comics.
then i detoured to chinatown. ramen. mmm. and snacks.
no possibilities here for me any longer. migration por favor.
i don't know if i'd want to live with my aunt.
sometimes plans don't go accordingly.
working for food network. maybe, although it's not as exciting as i thought it would be.
you gotta swing your hips, but don't lose control.
i saw kai walking towards class by the jones business school. i was eating mango pudding, and i didn't feel like talking to her. so i just passed her and kept on walking.
you talk to someone once, and they instantly friend you on facebook. is that how friendships work nowadays? i met two girls this weekend, and they request to be friends.
barbra streisand, helen hayes, rita moreno, whoopi goldberg, liza minnelli, and audrey hepburn. 6 women, not 2, to have won all 4- grammy, tony, oscar, emmy. but that's including daytime emmys. it would only be 3 women if you excluded that.
feeling burnt out lately- it's probably due to staying up so late sunday to do the poster and not eating dinner until 4 in the morning.
i took a detour today to go to the comic book store. nobody was there except the cashier. there wasn't anything interesting to read either. they must have changed artists for the x-men comics.
then i detoured to chinatown. ramen. mmm. and snacks.
no possibilities here for me any longer. migration por favor.
jack and diane
i have a plan.
don't tell anyone where i'm going.
got the ID number to register, and the pin numer as well.
time to set up places to volunteer, find a studio for dancing, restaurants to intern under.
a job? hah.
hang out with janey tonight since i couldn't last night? i guess. tokyohana happy hour? not much to do today except eat. and read up on econ.
crap, that means i have to find an apartment, don't i? hopefully i can find a cheap one. no more of this loft business, even if i get to roll around or walk naked everywhere.
don't tell anyone where i'm going.
got the ID number to register, and the pin numer as well.
time to set up places to volunteer, find a studio for dancing, restaurants to intern under.
a job? hah.
hang out with janey tonight since i couldn't last night? i guess. tokyohana happy hour? not much to do today except eat. and read up on econ.
crap, that means i have to find an apartment, don't i? hopefully i can find a cheap one. no more of this loft business, even if i get to roll around or walk naked everywhere.
4.16.2007
kappa delta mu
new hits: [wuhan, guangzhou!]
S. cerevisiae. i won that door prize at RURS today. whoo. yeast 1 million times its actual size. yeast is asexual.
overly critical. i could be.
dr. kohn's much taller than i thought he was.
i didn't get mad at isle when she could have lost my glasses. let things go.
i sat down. drab was eating his lunch. i observed. i don't like sun chips.
i have a lot of envelopes. and a lot of hate. hate mail to b-rye-see-bryce soon.
people should obviously know by now that i get tire easily of crowds. which is why i retreat to my apartment. soothes my soul.
tired. only 3 hours of sleep. i think.
it seems it's easier to get along with science majors at the symposium. talked to pretty much everybody around me, even knowing that we're competing at some level to win.
i would definitely wear a scary costume, go the distance to actually scare someone to death. even if they have a heart condition. i scare my dad all the time.
auntie t's inviting me to do another internship in H.K.
considering a new adventure in blogging- podcasts. to be announced.
naps.
S. cerevisiae. i won that door prize at RURS today. whoo. yeast 1 million times its actual size. yeast is asexual.
overly critical. i could be.
dr. kohn's much taller than i thought he was.
i didn't get mad at isle when she could have lost my glasses. let things go.
i sat down. drab was eating his lunch. i observed. i don't like sun chips.
i have a lot of envelopes. and a lot of hate. hate mail to b-rye-see-bryce soon.
people should obviously know by now that i get tire easily of crowds. which is why i retreat to my apartment. soothes my soul.
tired. only 3 hours of sleep. i think.
it seems it's easier to get along with science majors at the symposium. talked to pretty much everybody around me, even knowing that we're competing at some level to win.
i would definitely wear a scary costume, go the distance to actually scare someone to death. even if they have a heart condition. i scare my dad all the time.
auntie t's inviting me to do another internship in H.K.
considering a new adventure in blogging- podcasts. to be announced.
naps.
4.15.2007
cringe
i thought i would never have to encounter poorly intonated chinese EVER after having taken the weekend shifts. i was wrong.
there's a chin group right outside the front desk right now doing a recording for their class. OH MY GOD shoot me now.
japanese clothes, eh? would i be able to purchase these japanese clothes online? any online stores for them? haha skinny for an american. well, america is getting overweight/obese on average.
AH! stop talking! this probably isn't conducive to people studying chinese more, but maybe they can practice. A LOT, with the pronunciation programs. set it on a difficulty level, and then increase it until they can master the highest one.
pictures convey more than words. on posters, i suppose. i should draw the pictures first and then do captions/text as needed.
hung out with poorneel today. agora, cafe brasil. nice salmon bagel but a little too toasted. agora coffee: frappe? nice because it's cold, and bitter like me.
f-ing poster. no wonder things looked weird. i didn't resize the page to the poster's dimensions. ugh. need to scan some gels soon. back to jones.
again with the chinese- people are whispering about how taiwanese like to distinguish themselves from mainlanders. whatever.
there's a chin group right outside the front desk right now doing a recording for their class. OH MY GOD shoot me now.
japanese clothes, eh? would i be able to purchase these japanese clothes online? any online stores for them? haha skinny for an american. well, america is getting overweight/obese on average.
AH! stop talking! this probably isn't conducive to people studying chinese more, but maybe they can practice. A LOT, with the pronunciation programs. set it on a difficulty level, and then increase it until they can master the highest one.
pictures convey more than words. on posters, i suppose. i should draw the pictures first and then do captions/text as needed.
hung out with poorneel today. agora, cafe brasil. nice salmon bagel but a little too toasted. agora coffee: frappe? nice because it's cold, and bitter like me.
f-ing poster. no wonder things looked weird. i didn't resize the page to the poster's dimensions. ugh. need to scan some gels soon. back to jones.
again with the chinese- people are whispering about how taiwanese like to distinguish themselves from mainlanders. whatever.
addictive
my brother's ok from a distance. although he managed to bag himself a hot indian girlfriend.
i guess people might find out sooner or later. which explains why people finally start talking- outpour of emotion/information/secrets.
i finally met the tiffany at rice with the same last name as me. didn't know she was from canada. i'm ok with canada. i think they have some appendicitis or kidney clinic that has managed to reduce their death rates to where people seek them out for that operation. plus it costs less to get that specific surgery done from them.
i actually thought about buying white khakis the other day. but most of the ones i saw were see through, both at gap and at fcuk. my favorite articles of clothing would probably be the black british brand with the epullet(s), or any other european brand, since they suit my body type more. i found a nice jacket on the ground in the space that i wanted to park in at the apartment. it turned out it was a zara jacket. a woman's zara jacket. agh.
just might have to make my poster exceptional. blow people out of the water. crap, i should probably dry clean my dress shirts. haven't really dry cleaned them. ever. they're probably dirty.
to turn me on. that's why.
sas- terrible arrangement. to be honest, i only liked maus' dance. and for future reference, guys that jiggle should not be allowed to dance a sexy dance. jiggling makes it VERY unsexy.
always good seeing former cpop members around. think i saw 5 or so tonight.
maybe i will go shopping at neiman marcus sometime, just to see how ridiculous the prices of their clothing are.
ramen noodles cooked in boiling water, mixed with sauce, eaten. yeah, i might have to admit to food perjury. flat rice roodles just can't be instant like ramen. i noticed that drab still had that package in his room. i hope he throws it away or something. i got tired of my flat rice noodles a long time ago even though i ate them all.
oh janey, nants is up for a literature forum. in the 4 or less weeks that we have. any book recommendations? i'm reading complications, better, and how doctors think. want to try any of them?
the farthest i would probably ever go with a guy would be making out, and only if they were good at it. otherwise back off. no sex with guys. i shit out of that hole. putting anything up there would be disgusting. ew. girl- probably everything and anything, anywhere. but that'd probably only be when i'm ready. and right now? in no state to do anything to anyone.
seeing your guy friends shirtless- it just adds another dimension to things. although i'd prefer not to.
clarity- sophie marceau's sister. she was actually a lot of fun, and she has added me as the love of her life as well. i don't know why. okay. moving on.
the bell tolls for me. night.
i guess people might find out sooner or later. which explains why people finally start talking- outpour of emotion/information/secrets.
i finally met the tiffany at rice with the same last name as me. didn't know she was from canada. i'm ok with canada. i think they have some appendicitis or kidney clinic that has managed to reduce their death rates to where people seek them out for that operation. plus it costs less to get that specific surgery done from them.
i actually thought about buying white khakis the other day. but most of the ones i saw were see through, both at gap and at fcuk. my favorite articles of clothing would probably be the black british brand with the epullet(s), or any other european brand, since they suit my body type more. i found a nice jacket on the ground in the space that i wanted to park in at the apartment. it turned out it was a zara jacket. a woman's zara jacket. agh.
just might have to make my poster exceptional. blow people out of the water. crap, i should probably dry clean my dress shirts. haven't really dry cleaned them. ever. they're probably dirty.
to turn me on. that's why.
sas- terrible arrangement. to be honest, i only liked maus' dance. and for future reference, guys that jiggle should not be allowed to dance a sexy dance. jiggling makes it VERY unsexy.
always good seeing former cpop members around. think i saw 5 or so tonight.
maybe i will go shopping at neiman marcus sometime, just to see how ridiculous the prices of their clothing are.
ramen noodles cooked in boiling water, mixed with sauce, eaten. yeah, i might have to admit to food perjury. flat rice roodles just can't be instant like ramen. i noticed that drab still had that package in his room. i hope he throws it away or something. i got tired of my flat rice noodles a long time ago even though i ate them all.
oh janey, nants is up for a literature forum. in the 4 or less weeks that we have. any book recommendations? i'm reading complications, better, and how doctors think. want to try any of them?
the farthest i would probably ever go with a guy would be making out, and only if they were good at it. otherwise back off. no sex with guys. i shit out of that hole. putting anything up there would be disgusting. ew. girl- probably everything and anything, anywhere. but that'd probably only be when i'm ready. and right now? in no state to do anything to anyone.
seeing your guy friends shirtless- it just adds another dimension to things. although i'd prefer not to.
clarity- sophie marceau's sister. she was actually a lot of fun, and she has added me as the love of her life as well. i don't know why. okay. moving on.
the bell tolls for me. night.
4.14.2007
a srub's checkin me, but his game is kinda weak
new hits: [beloeil]
what happens when you drool all over your wrist, then put it to the side of the bed at night to let dry? it becomes flaky or crusty. weird texture.
trying to hide something? you have the right to remain silent, but eventually i find out. not that i want to, it's just that things get really obvious if you bother to pay any attention.
satisfy my appetite with something spectacular- mcdonald's for breakfast again. not really spectacular, but i get cravings. their hashbrowns are too greasy, and the mcgriddle buns are too sweet. their coffee isn't that great either.
opened up the lrc on time. either the people that work friday either have height issues or a complex of trying to feel superior by raising the seat so high. how can anybody fit their legs under the keyboard/desk with the seats on the rolling chairs raised so high?
i guess i was exhausted again last night. i went to bed around midnight, and yet still woke up around 10.
i'm on campus- guess i could make it to watch drab and his performance. i don't even know his band's name.
haha, maury, i haven't won. yet. ooh, that just sounded too confident. i haven't even started on it yet. about to. i think.
chilled with nants and nilk after everyone left the dinner party last night. i was not satisfied with my dishes. when you do it right one time, you set a standard/expectation that you try to meet each subsequent time, and if it doesn't happen, it's disappointing. oh well.
i'm on the rice wireless network, and all i see on the shared list are sandy and the drunk monkey. huh?
what's the weiss acabowl- the terrace?
shear genius- there's a bravo reality show about competition in hairstyling. what will they come up with next? oh, right, probably something else to go along with their metro/gay image. well, they do have six feet under and inside the actors studio. and kathy griffin. yipes.
i'm always getting asked to go to chinatown with people. i don't know why.
i went to chinatown and then the galleria by myself yesterday. was considering getting a haircut, but opted not to. then i went to the galleria- there were so many things that i wanted to purchase, and probably could have if i pulled the trigger on my credit card. but it's my parents' money. they probably only want me to spend it on food. when i get a job. if i ever get one.
what is food if it lacks passion and taste? post modern cooking- employing even engineers and mechanics to work. everything else is taken care of, except for the quality of the food. hmm.
i categorize my rss into folders- mainly medicine (tcm or otherwise), science, food, and ucsf. ucsf alone has shit-tons of articles, jesus.
jump.
what happens when you drool all over your wrist, then put it to the side of the bed at night to let dry? it becomes flaky or crusty. weird texture.
trying to hide something? you have the right to remain silent, but eventually i find out. not that i want to, it's just that things get really obvious if you bother to pay any attention.
satisfy my appetite with something spectacular- mcdonald's for breakfast again. not really spectacular, but i get cravings. their hashbrowns are too greasy, and the mcgriddle buns are too sweet. their coffee isn't that great either.
opened up the lrc on time. either the people that work friday either have height issues or a complex of trying to feel superior by raising the seat so high. how can anybody fit their legs under the keyboard/desk with the seats on the rolling chairs raised so high?
i guess i was exhausted again last night. i went to bed around midnight, and yet still woke up around 10.
i'm on campus- guess i could make it to watch drab and his performance. i don't even know his band's name.
haha, maury, i haven't won. yet. ooh, that just sounded too confident. i haven't even started on it yet. about to. i think.
chilled with nants and nilk after everyone left the dinner party last night. i was not satisfied with my dishes. when you do it right one time, you set a standard/expectation that you try to meet each subsequent time, and if it doesn't happen, it's disappointing. oh well.
i'm on the rice wireless network, and all i see on the shared list are sandy and the drunk monkey. huh?
what's the weiss acabowl- the terrace?
shear genius- there's a bravo reality show about competition in hairstyling. what will they come up with next? oh, right, probably something else to go along with their metro/gay image. well, they do have six feet under and inside the actors studio. and kathy griffin. yipes.
i'm always getting asked to go to chinatown with people. i don't know why.
i went to chinatown and then the galleria by myself yesterday. was considering getting a haircut, but opted not to. then i went to the galleria- there were so many things that i wanted to purchase, and probably could have if i pulled the trigger on my credit card. but it's my parents' money. they probably only want me to spend it on food. when i get a job. if i ever get one.
what is food if it lacks passion and taste? post modern cooking- employing even engineers and mechanics to work. everything else is taken care of, except for the quality of the food. hmm.
i categorize my rss into folders- mainly medicine (tcm or otherwise), science, food, and ucsf. ucsf alone has shit-tons of articles, jesus.
jump.
4.12.2007
on a leash
some people just can't help but say things that reveal how prejudiced they are towards other people. even if they try to hide it, they eventually end up blurting something out of their mouths- a perfusion of the subconscious?
what did i do in my evolution class? subscribe to blogs. mostly medical/science blogs, but when i discovered food blogs: wow.
I didn't know that they would be doing Ros & Guil Are Dead. high expectations since it was a play that i enjoyed reading. don't know if i want to go and ruin it for me. for me, i liked the harry potter movies more. i've only read the first, part of the fifth, and the ending of the sixth. the books didn't interest me, but they seem to interest millions of people since J.K. Rowling is a billionaire after, what, 4 years since the release of the first book? ridiculous.
10 page paper to write tonight. 5 pm already, guess i'll be missing the party. oh crap, i still have to cook for nilk's party, don't i. hmm, i'll be in lab most of the afternoon tomorrow. haven't even gone to chinatown yet to buy the groceries. maybe i'll be able to find some things at big kroger or randalls.
rurs poster- i didn't know the prizes would be fairly decent. 100 dollars for first place- not too shabby for putting in 5 hours on a poster, although the poster alone costs 15 dollars.
what did i do in my evolution class? subscribe to blogs. mostly medical/science blogs, but when i discovered food blogs: wow.
I didn't know that they would be doing Ros & Guil Are Dead. high expectations since it was a play that i enjoyed reading. don't know if i want to go and ruin it for me. for me, i liked the harry potter movies more. i've only read the first, part of the fifth, and the ending of the sixth. the books didn't interest me, but they seem to interest millions of people since J.K. Rowling is a billionaire after, what, 4 years since the release of the first book? ridiculous.
10 page paper to write tonight. 5 pm already, guess i'll be missing the party. oh crap, i still have to cook for nilk's party, don't i. hmm, i'll be in lab most of the afternoon tomorrow. haven't even gone to chinatown yet to buy the groceries. maybe i'll be able to find some things at big kroger or randalls.
rurs poster- i didn't know the prizes would be fairly decent. 100 dollars for first place- not too shabby for putting in 5 hours on a poster, although the poster alone costs 15 dollars.
4.11.2007
god complex
new hit(s): [norfolk (US)]
what sucks most in school: open assignments. what kind of teacher gives you an open assignment?! what exactly are you supposed to present when the class covers so many topics?! fucking A.
binges- funyuns. spreadable cheese with wheat thins. hot cheetos. chocolate bunnies.
so much crap to do, even when i try to get ahead. which just means that i'll always be behind.
what do people like about pain? do some just crave it? and if so, is it because they enjoy the pain itself, or because they inflict pain upon themselves to realize that they enjoy it when the pain stops?
if there were an optimal figure for me, it could potentially be kai: tall for a girl, skinny but with meat on her bones, athletic to some degree, modest. saw her walking with eva in the quad. didn't feel like saying hi though. she could potentially be a good friend.
trouble in paradise- who do you turn to when you side with your significant other instead of your friends? your friends, who should know you better than your recent fling, try to give you advice, and you refuse to listen to what they say. you dismiss them and pick the "one" over them, straining the friendship. in retaliation, they get fed up with your behavior and discard you since you're not the same friend that they knew before you started the relationship. and now you have nobody but your beau/belle. sucker.
i ate the remainder of the loquats in my fridge. they got all black- i guess they react to cold like bananas, except a few were still sour.
say when.
more job postings at ucsf, ucla, new york. all over. where to go? i only want to go to cali to visit family. i don't know about living there for the rest of my life.
some lines in grey's anatomy are just too funny. i've watched the entire second season last night. i finished the first season today, and i'm starting the second season. again. except i just leave the tv running without actually watching. it's good background noise for when i do my bio homework.
rurs poster, 10 page bs paper for econ, draft for another econ. still haven't taken a shower. long hair is also getting bothersome, maybe a tie or headband would help.
what sucks most in school: open assignments. what kind of teacher gives you an open assignment?! what exactly are you supposed to present when the class covers so many topics?! fucking A.
binges- funyuns. spreadable cheese with wheat thins. hot cheetos. chocolate bunnies.
so much crap to do, even when i try to get ahead. which just means that i'll always be behind.
what do people like about pain? do some just crave it? and if so, is it because they enjoy the pain itself, or because they inflict pain upon themselves to realize that they enjoy it when the pain stops?
if there were an optimal figure for me, it could potentially be kai: tall for a girl, skinny but with meat on her bones, athletic to some degree, modest. saw her walking with eva in the quad. didn't feel like saying hi though. she could potentially be a good friend.
trouble in paradise- who do you turn to when you side with your significant other instead of your friends? your friends, who should know you better than your recent fling, try to give you advice, and you refuse to listen to what they say. you dismiss them and pick the "one" over them, straining the friendship. in retaliation, they get fed up with your behavior and discard you since you're not the same friend that they knew before you started the relationship. and now you have nobody but your beau/belle. sucker.
i ate the remainder of the loquats in my fridge. they got all black- i guess they react to cold like bananas, except a few were still sour.
say when.
more job postings at ucsf, ucla, new york. all over. where to go? i only want to go to cali to visit family. i don't know about living there for the rest of my life.
some lines in grey's anatomy are just too funny. i've watched the entire second season last night. i finished the first season today, and i'm starting the second season. again. except i just leave the tv running without actually watching. it's good background noise for when i do my bio homework.
rurs poster, 10 page bs paper for econ, draft for another econ. still haven't taken a shower. long hair is also getting bothersome, maybe a tie or headband would help.
4.10.2007
dead baby jokes
don't settle for mediocrity.
new craving- spreadable cheese on wheat things. orgasm in the mouth.
felt productive tonight. filling out registration forms for postbacc stuff, finished my systems homework on time, almost done with endo. planning on reading for leisure, and then starting on my two papers. guess i'll just do the labor econ one tonight since i have no idea what the prompt is for the other one. will try to find out in class. starting on my rurs poster tomorrow as well. this week won't be so bad. i could also start preparing for the last week of classes i suppose, so that i'll have a few chill weeks just doing lab work until graduation.
going to disappear for a while after graduation. so many things to do.
what makes people think that i'm neutrally nice?
i wonder if the lrc closes this weekend too for beer bike.
if you want something really bad, you're going to have to sacrifice everything else in order to achieve that goal. but what if you want everything? what do you sacrifice then?
i lose interest in a class if the material and/or the teacher is boring. which could explain why i still haven't been going to endo or my financial markets class. oh well.
i need to change my signature after graduation. it's probably easy to forge, and it's not that creative or messy like most people. i forgot which person had a really nice signature- hard to come by.
didn't know the med center was so close to the school i'm looking at. only a 4 mile drive between the med center and school. all i would need to do is find an apartment right between the two.
3 AM. snooze? probably not.
new craving- spreadable cheese on wheat things. orgasm in the mouth.
felt productive tonight. filling out registration forms for postbacc stuff, finished my systems homework on time, almost done with endo. planning on reading for leisure, and then starting on my two papers. guess i'll just do the labor econ one tonight since i have no idea what the prompt is for the other one. will try to find out in class. starting on my rurs poster tomorrow as well. this week won't be so bad. i could also start preparing for the last week of classes i suppose, so that i'll have a few chill weeks just doing lab work until graduation.
going to disappear for a while after graduation. so many things to do.
what makes people think that i'm neutrally nice?
i wonder if the lrc closes this weekend too for beer bike.
if you want something really bad, you're going to have to sacrifice everything else in order to achieve that goal. but what if you want everything? what do you sacrifice then?
i lose interest in a class if the material and/or the teacher is boring. which could explain why i still haven't been going to endo or my financial markets class. oh well.
i need to change my signature after graduation. it's probably easy to forge, and it's not that creative or messy like most people. i forgot which person had a really nice signature- hard to come by.
didn't know the med center was so close to the school i'm looking at. only a 4 mile drive between the med center and school. all i would need to do is find an apartment right between the two.
3 AM. snooze? probably not.
4.09.2007
know when to walk away/run
never listened to janis joplin before. so that's who she is. hmm.
i used to have an obsession for michelle kwan. i checked a website to see what she's been up to. ambassador. she's dead to me, like her amateur skating career.
everything can be related to grey's anatomy. unfortunately.
hummus hut and kosher king? brilliant. i'm surprised that a non-animated short topped the list above the other shorts by disney or pixar.
sense of style. don't know why i give any attention to these style articles. what sunglasses complement my face, what colors complement my skin tone. extraneous.
i need a pair of shoes. maybe some suede casual shoes. do they made suede running shoes?
i direct my anger towards everyone/thing. the one negative thing about exercising- cleavage furrows.
which place would be most painful to wax? i wouldn't know. i don't wax.
i really liked those oranges liz brought over for the party. not as sweet/cold as the ones in my apartment, but they were good for the memories freshman year. i was the one peeling the oranges for them, though.
i can't stand loud noise. i am not going to waste my breath in a place where i have to shout over the loud music and noise. if i wanted to have a decent conversation, i will have it in a quieter place where i won't have to strain to hear someone's voice through the static.
harmonize. i wonder what works lauryn hill's put out recently. doo wop.
it was a surprise when i found out that isle also saw strange brew before. it's one of those awesomely bad movies with rick moranis in it. a canadian movie. convenient for learning canadian idioms. terrible for viewing pleasure.
i used to have an obsession for michelle kwan. i checked a website to see what she's been up to. ambassador. she's dead to me, like her amateur skating career.
everything can be related to grey's anatomy. unfortunately.
hummus hut and kosher king? brilliant. i'm surprised that a non-animated short topped the list above the other shorts by disney or pixar.
sense of style. don't know why i give any attention to these style articles. what sunglasses complement my face, what colors complement my skin tone. extraneous.
i need a pair of shoes. maybe some suede casual shoes. do they made suede running shoes?
i direct my anger towards everyone/thing. the one negative thing about exercising- cleavage furrows.
which place would be most painful to wax? i wouldn't know. i don't wax.
i really liked those oranges liz brought over for the party. not as sweet/cold as the ones in my apartment, but they were good for the memories freshman year. i was the one peeling the oranges for them, though.
i can't stand loud noise. i am not going to waste my breath in a place where i have to shout over the loud music and noise. if i wanted to have a decent conversation, i will have it in a quieter place where i won't have to strain to hear someone's voice through the static.
harmonize. i wonder what works lauryn hill's put out recently. doo wop.
it was a surprise when i found out that isle also saw strange brew before. it's one of those awesomely bad movies with rick moranis in it. a canadian movie. convenient for learning canadian idioms. terrible for viewing pleasure.
i think this song is about me
building a better grappler?! since when did i hint that i wanted to be a grappler?! in any case, all of those moves, minus the grappling, are already used in my exercise. thanks, but no thanks. those meatheads? that's not exactly the type of body that i'm aiming towards: top-heavy and with beer bellies. neither am i bodybuilding. everything i need is at home. FAR away from the gym.
at times i want to embrace drab; mostly though i just want to strangle him. it's an odd dynamic.
i ran (mostly walked) the outer loop today. under 30 minutes i guess? it was either 20 or 30, i just looked at the ones place, not the tens. my legs mostly, but my entire body's aching. i'm going to eat.
flaked out on mai kai, not really. i got stuck at my lab meeting because some guy wanted to talk to my PI about equipment repair/orders, which wasted a lot of my time. i met her later after class, went loquat picking finally. we talked; didn't expect to stand there eating fruit and talking to her for that long. found out a lot of things about her family, friends, history. it was good, all in all. simple/complicated, interesting/not- all at the same time.
coffee shops. you ever feel like the outsider because you don't drink coffee? i don't think i could ever acquire the taste for coffee among other things- alcohol, sweets.
something different today. i actually went to class late. normally i would just wake up, realize i'm late, and not go to class. maybe i can still get something out of the lecture while tired instead of on my own but awake/alert.
i had a weird dream last night about me getting an F for chinese class, a class that i thought i dropped but was still on my records on esther. so i was trying to go to the teacher to talk to her about making up all the work, going around finding other students in the class to help me.
attraction. i'm picky. i also choose to be oblivious to things around me. cut joshhest's hair? perhaps. i need an electric razor.
at times i want to embrace drab; mostly though i just want to strangle him. it's an odd dynamic.
i ran (mostly walked) the outer loop today. under 30 minutes i guess? it was either 20 or 30, i just looked at the ones place, not the tens. my legs mostly, but my entire body's aching. i'm going to eat.
flaked out on mai kai, not really. i got stuck at my lab meeting because some guy wanted to talk to my PI about equipment repair/orders, which wasted a lot of my time. i met her later after class, went loquat picking finally. we talked; didn't expect to stand there eating fruit and talking to her for that long. found out a lot of things about her family, friends, history. it was good, all in all. simple/complicated, interesting/not- all at the same time.
coffee shops. you ever feel like the outsider because you don't drink coffee? i don't think i could ever acquire the taste for coffee among other things- alcohol, sweets.
something different today. i actually went to class late. normally i would just wake up, realize i'm late, and not go to class. maybe i can still get something out of the lecture while tired instead of on my own but awake/alert.
i had a weird dream last night about me getting an F for chinese class, a class that i thought i dropped but was still on my records on esther. so i was trying to go to the teacher to talk to her about making up all the work, going around finding other students in the class to help me.
attraction. i'm picky. i also choose to be oblivious to things around me. cut joshhest's hair? perhaps. i need an electric razor.
4.08.2007
infinity: 8
new hits: [far (europe), milner ridge, new york, gladewater (canada?)]
surprise! surprised? i don't know. my head hurts. i will reflect on this when i am cogent. goodnight.
i had to entertain three chinese people in addition to my parents. my mother, especially. i felt like yelling at her, freaking out in the kitchen. ugh, they come over, eat all my food, and leave. i have no more dumplings. my mother also likes doing my laundry for me. she rewashed clothes that were already clean. and she got my detergent cap all gross on top. AGH!
my mom also washed the loquat fruit for the "guests." they ate 3/4 of the loquat that i picked on campus the other day. good thing i'm picking some more with kai tomorrow. ugh. foodmongers.
i'm not going to listen to anybody about exercise advice unless they're either a certified trainer or someone who's actually done their research on this matter.
birthday cake- nice fruit. there's a reason why i go get my own food, satisfy my cravings the instant that i get them.
should i be grateful? my cousins gave me some nice presents. i get to cut grass hair now instead of human hair. grow a head. chop it off. my mom also bought me a storage device. 2 gb. although she probably could have gotten it cheaper online. guess i could consider it a present from her.
come to think of it, it probably would be funny if the roles were reversed: my appearing right behind drab as he's washing his face. haha, maybe i will do it one day out of the blue, keep him on his prancing toes.
there was a lot of food shoved into my face last night. some that i liked. apples to apples- burnt out from that game. no more- unless i get the expansion pack i suppose.
it probably would have been a better purchase if i got the device that connected my ipod to my car, rather than burning 12 or more cd-r's right now of the songs i want to listen to in my car. aiyah.
surprised not by the party, but by the people that showed up. nants and mai kai. it's always nice to talk to both of them, except i was talking to mai kai at the parking lot when it was cold and later on began to rain. froze my honey buns off.
my grandparents. they're coming for graduation. it'll be nice. i'll probably want to visit them afterwards, travel to cali or something.
people give me alcohol as gifts- i never drink them. i either end up storing them in my fridge, or my parents steal it from me and drink it. oh well.
exercising- working my way up to 500 pushups, 500 situps, all in a 30-minute workout. and then? so all this: 500 yard swim (side or breaststroke) in 8.5 min. or less, a 10-min. rest, 100+ pushups in 2 min., 2-min. rest, 100+ situps in 2 min., 2-min. rest, 20+ pullups, 10-min. rest, and a 1.5 mile run in boots and pants in under 10 min.
i passed the minimum score for the situps. pushups are another issue. i hate working out. my only reason would be for my health. i have no need to impress/attract others with my body since i'm neither looking for approval/compliments nor a date/wife/etc.
my arms are dead. i'm going to eat. other people might drink instead of exercising. i eat. and eat.
surprise! surprised? i don't know. my head hurts. i will reflect on this when i am cogent. goodnight.
i had to entertain three chinese people in addition to my parents. my mother, especially. i felt like yelling at her, freaking out in the kitchen. ugh, they come over, eat all my food, and leave. i have no more dumplings. my mother also likes doing my laundry for me. she rewashed clothes that were already clean. and she got my detergent cap all gross on top. AGH!
my mom also washed the loquat fruit for the "guests." they ate 3/4 of the loquat that i picked on campus the other day. good thing i'm picking some more with kai tomorrow. ugh. foodmongers.
i'm not going to listen to anybody about exercise advice unless they're either a certified trainer or someone who's actually done their research on this matter.
birthday cake- nice fruit. there's a reason why i go get my own food, satisfy my cravings the instant that i get them.
should i be grateful? my cousins gave me some nice presents. i get to cut grass hair now instead of human hair. grow a head. chop it off. my mom also bought me a storage device. 2 gb. although she probably could have gotten it cheaper online. guess i could consider it a present from her.
come to think of it, it probably would be funny if the roles were reversed: my appearing right behind drab as he's washing his face. haha, maybe i will do it one day out of the blue, keep him on his prancing toes.
there was a lot of food shoved into my face last night. some that i liked. apples to apples- burnt out from that game. no more- unless i get the expansion pack i suppose.
it probably would have been a better purchase if i got the device that connected my ipod to my car, rather than burning 12 or more cd-r's right now of the songs i want to listen to in my car. aiyah.
surprised not by the party, but by the people that showed up. nants and mai kai. it's always nice to talk to both of them, except i was talking to mai kai at the parking lot when it was cold and later on began to rain. froze my honey buns off.
my grandparents. they're coming for graduation. it'll be nice. i'll probably want to visit them afterwards, travel to cali or something.
people give me alcohol as gifts- i never drink them. i either end up storing them in my fridge, or my parents steal it from me and drink it. oh well.
exercising- working my way up to 500 pushups, 500 situps, all in a 30-minute workout. and then? so all this: 500 yard swim (side or breaststroke) in 8.5 min. or less, a 10-min. rest, 100+ pushups in 2 min., 2-min. rest, 100+ situps in 2 min., 2-min. rest, 20+ pullups, 10-min. rest, and a 1.5 mile run in boots and pants in under 10 min.
i passed the minimum score for the situps. pushups are another issue. i hate working out. my only reason would be for my health. i have no need to impress/attract others with my body since i'm neither looking for approval/compliments nor a date/wife/etc.
my arms are dead. i'm going to eat. other people might drink instead of exercising. i eat. and eat.
4.06.2007
whoopi-ti-aye-oh
I had another dream. about bradford assay. again.
this dream was not as explicit or detailed as the last one.
storytelling- you can't be too detailed or people who stop listening/paying attention. you can't tell a short story otherwise it's not really a story, and people might miss the punchline, or the storyteller might execute poorly.
i didn't delete your comment maury, i just made it hidden. don't worry.
literature forum? what kind of literature forum? fiction/nonfiction/scientific articles/etc.? will this forum be more successful than a philosophical/current issues forum like nancy's?
i buy my own food. because i know what i want, when i want it. if people buy/make food for me, i probably won't like it at the moment. MAYBE i would like it another day (this reason is rarely true), but i normally wouldn't like it if it were shoved in front of me to be eaten.
today is a nice summertime day.
what the hell is clare doing with all these hickeys on his neck? such a slut, i swear.
kai randomly sends me text messages. never know when i'm going to receive them. you wonder what people are thinking when they decide to send a certain thought to a certain someone. there wasn't that much meaning in the message either. just an observation, a feeling. end.
songs of the century- most people seem to affiliate jazz music with the 21st century. one century of music predominated by jazz. what about jazz made it so popular? i think i took a jazz lit class with crassie one year but dropped it. it was with a grad student. maybe i could have learned what was so special about jazz. too bad the class was tiny and i wasn't too fond of the people in there.
i think i do get annoyed when people rush me, especially when i volunteer to drive them places. or when people argue just for the sake of being right, even when there's a likely chance that they aren't.
can you force yourself to press a keyboard key with the opposite hand? i'm trying to do that everytime my usb keyboard isn't attached so that the oil stains don't accumulate on one side of the space bar or mouse clicker.
it's not raining today. very disappointing weather forecasts from people. hopefully all of saturday and sunday.
elliot's terrible. the logbook isn't out, neither are the pencils/pens. he is clueless about why the computer keeps restarting. the printer isn't on. jeez. and he gets paid more than i do, just because he's all chummy with anthony.
when you have the most random collection of songs, people could perceive you differently depending on what song you have on at that moment. i will survive, by gloria gaynor. back in the saddle again, by gene autry. great balls of fire- hank williams.
social graces. hmm. should i be a "friend" or should i be reasonable? i don't see you ever. i don't like hanging out with you. i don't really know you, and i don't think i want to get to know you even when there's only a month left.
why do people still hang out with each other when they just talk about each other negatively. i'm hanging out with different groups that don't like each other, and yet they'll still attend each other's events, go to dinner together, and such.
ah yes, the dream. drab and i were in the bathroom. it was awkward, as always. i was washing my face in one sink of my apartment, the left sink, and when i looked up into the mirror, i was scared when i saw drab right beside me. he was smiling for some reason. then i noticed he was wearing a new hooded jacket. it was BRIGHT GREEN with an odd grayish pattern flanking the upper portion of the zipper. since it was just weird for me, i asked drab if the jacket were new/from american apparel. indeed it was. then somehow our faces ended up side by side, and when i tried to shift towards the right sink, drab would follow so that our faces would stay touching. too much tension there. so we ended up at the right sink, and i was waiting for drab to make the first move and leave, but he wouldn't. i finally had to ask drab if he'd mind, but when we separated, his stubble SCRATCHED my face and it hurt like hell! there was also some girl standing in the background, but i forgot who it was. oh wait, it was ilse.
i think i will go shopping today. more american apparel? hah, no. galleria? thrift stores? or just go reading/exercising at the apartment.
this dream was not as explicit or detailed as the last one.
storytelling- you can't be too detailed or people who stop listening/paying attention. you can't tell a short story otherwise it's not really a story, and people might miss the punchline, or the storyteller might execute poorly.
i didn't delete your comment maury, i just made it hidden. don't worry.
literature forum? what kind of literature forum? fiction/nonfiction/scientific articles/etc.? will this forum be more successful than a philosophical/current issues forum like nancy's?
i buy my own food. because i know what i want, when i want it. if people buy/make food for me, i probably won't like it at the moment. MAYBE i would like it another day (this reason is rarely true), but i normally wouldn't like it if it were shoved in front of me to be eaten.
today is a nice summertime day.
what the hell is clare doing with all these hickeys on his neck? such a slut, i swear.
kai randomly sends me text messages. never know when i'm going to receive them. you wonder what people are thinking when they decide to send a certain thought to a certain someone. there wasn't that much meaning in the message either. just an observation, a feeling. end.
songs of the century- most people seem to affiliate jazz music with the 21st century. one century of music predominated by jazz. what about jazz made it so popular? i think i took a jazz lit class with crassie one year but dropped it. it was with a grad student. maybe i could have learned what was so special about jazz. too bad the class was tiny and i wasn't too fond of the people in there.
i think i do get annoyed when people rush me, especially when i volunteer to drive them places. or when people argue just for the sake of being right, even when there's a likely chance that they aren't.
can you force yourself to press a keyboard key with the opposite hand? i'm trying to do that everytime my usb keyboard isn't attached so that the oil stains don't accumulate on one side of the space bar or mouse clicker.
it's not raining today. very disappointing weather forecasts from people. hopefully all of saturday and sunday.
elliot's terrible. the logbook isn't out, neither are the pencils/pens. he is clueless about why the computer keeps restarting. the printer isn't on. jeez. and he gets paid more than i do, just because he's all chummy with anthony.
when you have the most random collection of songs, people could perceive you differently depending on what song you have on at that moment. i will survive, by gloria gaynor. back in the saddle again, by gene autry. great balls of fire- hank williams.
social graces. hmm. should i be a "friend" or should i be reasonable? i don't see you ever. i don't like hanging out with you. i don't really know you, and i don't think i want to get to know you even when there's only a month left.
why do people still hang out with each other when they just talk about each other negatively. i'm hanging out with different groups that don't like each other, and yet they'll still attend each other's events, go to dinner together, and such.
ah yes, the dream. drab and i were in the bathroom. it was awkward, as always. i was washing my face in one sink of my apartment, the left sink, and when i looked up into the mirror, i was scared when i saw drab right beside me. he was smiling for some reason. then i noticed he was wearing a new hooded jacket. it was BRIGHT GREEN with an odd grayish pattern flanking the upper portion of the zipper. since it was just weird for me, i asked drab if the jacket were new/from american apparel. indeed it was. then somehow our faces ended up side by side, and when i tried to shift towards the right sink, drab would follow so that our faces would stay touching. too much tension there. so we ended up at the right sink, and i was waiting for drab to make the first move and leave, but he wouldn't. i finally had to ask drab if he'd mind, but when we separated, his stubble SCRATCHED my face and it hurt like hell! there was also some girl standing in the background, but i forgot who it was. oh wait, it was ilse.
i think i will go shopping today. more american apparel? hah, no. galleria? thrift stores? or just go reading/exercising at the apartment.
4.04.2007
asparagus
new hits: [hingham (US), oklahoma city, milner ridge, los angeles]
barcode number for asparagus at kroger. there's your hint. i was wearing it all night long.
well, lab results sucked. big ones. dinner was ok, wish i had more to eat. i kind of made up for it with the thai spice study break, but still, it's never enough.
people are leaving for break- good riddance.
oh janey, i don't think i have those papers anymore. i think i lost them last summer after my sony viao died. i could have backed it up onto my hard drive, i'll go check.
had chinatown with janey the other day- QQ cuisine. tried that place out. seems like their appetizers might be better than fufu's. clare wants to go to fufu tomorrow/today. hmm, we'll see.
bonfires, zoo, galveston, qima. people want to do everything this recess together. why now of all times?
not too bad: psh. celine- that ho doesn't know what she's talking about. i'll smack her, and not in a good way. b-rye, i have been requested this time to cut the hair of clare. i'll think about it.
i'm going to read a book. blogging is boring me right now. adieu.
barcode number for asparagus at kroger. there's your hint. i was wearing it all night long.
well, lab results sucked. big ones. dinner was ok, wish i had more to eat. i kind of made up for it with the thai spice study break, but still, it's never enough.
people are leaving for break- good riddance.
oh janey, i don't think i have those papers anymore. i think i lost them last summer after my sony viao died. i could have backed it up onto my hard drive, i'll go check.
had chinatown with janey the other day- QQ cuisine. tried that place out. seems like their appetizers might be better than fufu's. clare wants to go to fufu tomorrow/today. hmm, we'll see.
bonfires, zoo, galveston, qima. people want to do everything this recess together. why now of all times?
not too bad: psh. celine- that ho doesn't know what she's talking about. i'll smack her, and not in a good way. b-rye, i have been requested this time to cut the hair of clare. i'll think about it.
i'm going to read a book. blogging is boring me right now. adieu.
gurney
stridor.
it's not possible to start over liking someone over and over again, is it?
you think you've moved on, but you could be lying to yourself.
there's a choice. i choose to leave lab at 515 because i can't stand being here anymore.
Complications, by Atul Gawande. It's about surgery, I suppose, if I wanted to generalize things. The first 5 pages, though, appealed to my reading tastes. I could possibly enjoy this book. I have yet to finish the God Delusion, to start the bible. The shift from fiction to nonfiction- people can still fabricate some events just to produce a shocking book that sells.
and the winner is?
it's not possible to start over liking someone over and over again, is it?
you think you've moved on, but you could be lying to yourself.
there's a choice. i choose to leave lab at 515 because i can't stand being here anymore.
Complications, by Atul Gawande. It's about surgery, I suppose, if I wanted to generalize things. The first 5 pages, though, appealed to my reading tastes. I could possibly enjoy this book. I have yet to finish the God Delusion, to start the bible. The shift from fiction to nonfiction- people can still fabricate some events just to produce a shocking book that sells.
and the winner is?
chattanooga hoochie
kai shek... calling me at lab... distracting me from cooling down my gel so that i can run my samples... oh well... i was surprised that she knew what a loquat was, unlike everybody else. reminded her of her dad's place, i guess, with loquat trees all over.
oh tina t...
maybe i'll go to church for easter. commercialized easter- the chocolates and peeps and other candies... so gross.
planning on passover dishes- kong xin cai and asparagus... i can't use soy sauce, can't use bean curd... ugh, this is why nobody should ascribe to any religion- dietary restrictions on a few days out of the entire year- what a waste of time. i'm sure people would be much happier eating whatever they want, ANY time of the year. but it's ok, since i've found some dishes/sauces that don't infringe upon these ludicrous rules.
crossing my fingers and hoping that i get the expected genomic bands with my primers. here's to hoping.
in the meantime, i'll be reading up on my chinese cookbook, or complications- a medical book written by some doctor about things going amiss in surgery? i should probably read up on the guys' website for ucsf- i've only looked at the links concerning living there, transportation, pubs; nothing about the research, protocols, transgenics. at least i'd get to work with mice this time and kill them myself as opposed to letting the other people in lab hand me an eppendorf vial with the tail DNA.
holy jeez is Lu balding?! mathew also looks very child-like in his pictures, not that that's a bad thing.
oh tina t...
maybe i'll go to church for easter. commercialized easter- the chocolates and peeps and other candies... so gross.
planning on passover dishes- kong xin cai and asparagus... i can't use soy sauce, can't use bean curd... ugh, this is why nobody should ascribe to any religion- dietary restrictions on a few days out of the entire year- what a waste of time. i'm sure people would be much happier eating whatever they want, ANY time of the year. but it's ok, since i've found some dishes/sauces that don't infringe upon these ludicrous rules.
crossing my fingers and hoping that i get the expected genomic bands with my primers. here's to hoping.
in the meantime, i'll be reading up on my chinese cookbook, or complications- a medical book written by some doctor about things going amiss in surgery? i should probably read up on the guys' website for ucsf- i've only looked at the links concerning living there, transportation, pubs; nothing about the research, protocols, transgenics. at least i'd get to work with mice this time and kill them myself as opposed to letting the other people in lab hand me an eppendorf vial with the tail DNA.
holy jeez is Lu balding?! mathew also looks very child-like in his pictures, not that that's a bad thing.
4.03.2007
crazed, ordinary, overwhelming
new hits: [oklahoma city, clackamas]
apples to apples: you have to know how the other person thinks, or at least what they would pick. picking apples, hah. no time to exercise?
why do i get the feeling that drab is reading my blog? leaving me these mysterious hints/phrases that seem to be cut out of various posts of mine. example- 15 pounds of muscle.
cassie found out that i'm bulimic. UH OH, what am i going to do?! all this anxiety and worry- i think i'll throw up to relieve my stomach jitters.
why do people crave attention? then there's others who do things to make sure that they're included in the group activity- to feel included.
i don't think i want to go to northern california anymore. i'm trying to leave the rice part of my life behind, but i'll only end up going towards people that i know from there. ugh, drab- such a tease.
herbology, cooking, medicine, research. i could add back breakdancing and hiphop, but i should probably focus on what's MORE important. can you really do it all in one lifetime?
bradford assay posed a question to me tonight: why don't i diversify? the thing is i could, but then i wouldn't be so good at everything. specialization. division of labor. but in that division, there's even more divisions. does that make things more efficient? specialties in medicine. specialties in cooking. you don't ever see cooking shows battle it out for the better regional foods- it's usually battles over a common ingredient, prepared in their style.
i could tell crassie was trying to figure out my birthday tonight- trying to look at my wallet, trying to get sophie to ask me. it doesn't matter to me if you've forgotten; some people just aren't good with numbers.
this guy that i could be working with- a lot of publications in PNAS and Nature. is that good? i'm not into publications/how prestigious a publication in each literary magazine is. My other bioc degree candidates might know.
just because i like california doesn't necessarily mean i want to go there.
I sent in my job application. It's kind of scary. I just went from wishful thinking to now uncertainty about whether or not I can get this job. You go from seemingly endless possibility to a response that may be instant acceptance/rejection.
I'll have to apply to classes for Winter 2007 since the deadline's past for the fall. Ugh. Although I can still apply to the summer session. Isn't that weird?
apples to apples: you have to know how the other person thinks, or at least what they would pick. picking apples, hah. no time to exercise?
why do i get the feeling that drab is reading my blog? leaving me these mysterious hints/phrases that seem to be cut out of various posts of mine. example- 15 pounds of muscle.
cassie found out that i'm bulimic. UH OH, what am i going to do?! all this anxiety and worry- i think i'll throw up to relieve my stomach jitters.
why do people crave attention? then there's others who do things to make sure that they're included in the group activity- to feel included.
i don't think i want to go to northern california anymore. i'm trying to leave the rice part of my life behind, but i'll only end up going towards people that i know from there. ugh, drab- such a tease.
herbology, cooking, medicine, research. i could add back breakdancing and hiphop, but i should probably focus on what's MORE important. can you really do it all in one lifetime?
bradford assay posed a question to me tonight: why don't i diversify? the thing is i could, but then i wouldn't be so good at everything. specialization. division of labor. but in that division, there's even more divisions. does that make things more efficient? specialties in medicine. specialties in cooking. you don't ever see cooking shows battle it out for the better regional foods- it's usually battles over a common ingredient, prepared in their style.
i could tell crassie was trying to figure out my birthday tonight- trying to look at my wallet, trying to get sophie to ask me. it doesn't matter to me if you've forgotten; some people just aren't good with numbers.
this guy that i could be working with- a lot of publications in PNAS and Nature. is that good? i'm not into publications/how prestigious a publication in each literary magazine is. My other bioc degree candidates might know.
just because i like california doesn't necessarily mean i want to go there.
I sent in my job application. It's kind of scary. I just went from wishful thinking to now uncertainty about whether or not I can get this job. You go from seemingly endless possibility to a response that may be instant acceptance/rejection.
I'll have to apply to classes for Winter 2007 since the deadline's past for the fall. Ugh. Although I can still apply to the summer session. Isn't that weird?
4.02.2007
peaches n' cream
new hits: [rockford (US), stotts city (US), tampa, qingdao]
so i made a decision today to gain back the 15 pounds that i lost- only it would be 15 pounds of muscle. i started my calisthenics again tonight. i'm sure gaining 15 pounds in a month will be easy, espcially since my workload's getting less as i get closer to graduation.
too bad i can't do too many pullups. that would speed up my progress even more.
crassie told me hot pockets had a lot of fat. i looked through my shallow trash can and saw that one hot pocket has 9 g of fat- 44% of my daily recommended value. i ate 4 today, 4 last night, not including the two sandwiches i had today with 16 slices of turkey and mayonaisse, pickles, and zapp's potato chips- 1/3 of the bag. MMM food.
i gave away my smokes to pamiam today. apparently her bf loooooves clove cig's.
i get tired of the kid i mentor sometimes. too hyperactive. he was sitting on the table today. and flirting with the guys beside us on either side to get their snacks. too cocky about his math skills. annoyed me. he does that again... and i won't go to mentoring. actually i don't have mentoring next week. YES!
i exercised for only 5 minutes tonight. dead tired. definitely going to be in pain tomorrow morning. hope i'm not too exhausted for class, considering it's a 3-day school week, which i did not find out until today.
so i made a decision today to gain back the 15 pounds that i lost- only it would be 15 pounds of muscle. i started my calisthenics again tonight. i'm sure gaining 15 pounds in a month will be easy, espcially since my workload's getting less as i get closer to graduation.
too bad i can't do too many pullups. that would speed up my progress even more.
crassie told me hot pockets had a lot of fat. i looked through my shallow trash can and saw that one hot pocket has 9 g of fat- 44% of my daily recommended value. i ate 4 today, 4 last night, not including the two sandwiches i had today with 16 slices of turkey and mayonaisse, pickles, and zapp's potato chips- 1/3 of the bag. MMM food.
i gave away my smokes to pamiam today. apparently her bf loooooves clove cig's.
i get tired of the kid i mentor sometimes. too hyperactive. he was sitting on the table today. and flirting with the guys beside us on either side to get their snacks. too cocky about his math skills. annoyed me. he does that again... and i won't go to mentoring. actually i don't have mentoring next week. YES!
i exercised for only 5 minutes tonight. dead tired. definitely going to be in pain tomorrow morning. hope i'm not too exhausted for class, considering it's a 3-day school week, which i did not find out until today.
part of my world
oh facebook. HAHA. once again, you've have managed to make me l.o.l., b-rice-u, by myself in my apartment.
i really shouldn't let friends make out with me. otherwise i will label you: good or bad kisser. now i haven't made out with anybody since high school, so i wouldn't know how rusty i've gotten, but i think i'm pretty accurate when it comes to judging a kiss. NO MAKING OUT.
well, never say never. maybe nants and/or some other people.
nobody listen to elle when it relates to my life. if you want the truth/news, you talk to me personally. don't believe anything that comes out of somebody else's mouth. if you have a question, you should ask me directly. ugh, gossipers. people coming up to me and asking me if certain things are true or not.
i think my smoking days are over. i need to hand these packs off to someone who smokes. i tried them again when hesse was here for beer bike, and it wasn't a turn on like the first time. then i heard that menthols were even worse for you than regular cigarettes. i'll probably just throw the pack away unless somebody wants to claim it. of course smoking's bad for me, but it's strange to hear people chastize me for smoking. i only chose to smoke one cigarette each month, whereas they have smoked a pack or so every time they get drunk. correction: menthols aren't worse for you; you just might inhale more per drag because of the cooling sensation of menthol, which would lead to more carcinogen intake. so it all depends on how much you inhale. it's just as dangerous/harmful either way. same with cloves.
again, i'm left with multiple options. it's not that i can't decide. it's that i want to do it all, which is still a problem, but i think overloading myself this semester will get me adjusted to that kind of lifestyle- the one where i want to take on everything.
i don't know how i get lucky about things. that job at ucsf that i was looking at 3 weeks ago is still available. sweet. and i got two people interested in buying my furniture/apartment crap.
today: notice to leave, CV write-up, T.C.O.B.
i really shouldn't let friends make out with me. otherwise i will label you: good or bad kisser. now i haven't made out with anybody since high school, so i wouldn't know how rusty i've gotten, but i think i'm pretty accurate when it comes to judging a kiss. NO MAKING OUT.
well, never say never. maybe nants and/or some other people.
nobody listen to elle when it relates to my life. if you want the truth/news, you talk to me personally. don't believe anything that comes out of somebody else's mouth. if you have a question, you should ask me directly. ugh, gossipers. people coming up to me and asking me if certain things are true or not.
i think my smoking days are over. i need to hand these packs off to someone who smokes. i tried them again when hesse was here for beer bike, and it wasn't a turn on like the first time. then i heard that menthols were even worse for you than regular cigarettes. i'll probably just throw the pack away unless somebody wants to claim it. of course smoking's bad for me, but it's strange to hear people chastize me for smoking. i only chose to smoke one cigarette each month, whereas they have smoked a pack or so every time they get drunk. correction: menthols aren't worse for you; you just might inhale more per drag because of the cooling sensation of menthol, which would lead to more carcinogen intake. so it all depends on how much you inhale. it's just as dangerous/harmful either way. same with cloves.
again, i'm left with multiple options. it's not that i can't decide. it's that i want to do it all, which is still a problem, but i think overloading myself this semester will get me adjusted to that kind of lifestyle- the one where i want to take on everything.
i don't know how i get lucky about things. that job at ucsf that i was looking at 3 weeks ago is still available. sweet. and i got two people interested in buying my furniture/apartment crap.
today: notice to leave, CV write-up, T.C.O.B.
arts and crafts
new hits: [tampa, quanzhou]
oh how i enjoy your sarcasm, maury.
i have to consume at least 3000 calories a day or else i'll lost weight. this is me extrapolating from the 4 hot pockets that i ate for dinner last night. 4 * 380 calories per hot pocket = 1540 calories in one meal, which still left me hungry after coming back from the beer haus last night.
alas, bricey-bryce, i do not have in my possession a digital camera or any means by which to trap drab's soul in 2-dimensional form. you might have to ask the girls' suite or drab himself to send you these xxxplicit photos.
cooking, medicine, entertainment.
i only have one thing to say to that idea: BRILLIANT! hair cutting and styling competitions- OH M G. although i might not participate too often, seeing as how i cut myself, whether it be cooking food or cutting hair. a piece of drab will always be a part of me- seeing as how i cut through his hair to the upper layer of my middle finger.
HAHA rat tail! i just got that right now while leaving the comment box open. i thought you meant an actual rat tail as an ingredient. ANYWAY.
i wonder what merfolk eat if they don't eat other sea creatures... ursula eats her shrimp cocktail, so what do mermaids/mermen eat
oh how i enjoy your sarcasm, maury.
i have to consume at least 3000 calories a day or else i'll lost weight. this is me extrapolating from the 4 hot pockets that i ate for dinner last night. 4 * 380 calories per hot pocket = 1540 calories in one meal, which still left me hungry after coming back from the beer haus last night.
alas, bricey-bryce, i do not have in my possession a digital camera or any means by which to trap drab's soul in 2-dimensional form. you might have to ask the girls' suite or drab himself to send you these xxxplicit photos.
cooking, medicine, entertainment.
i only have one thing to say to that idea: BRILLIANT! hair cutting and styling competitions- OH M G. although i might not participate too often, seeing as how i cut myself, whether it be cooking food or cutting hair. a piece of drab will always be a part of me- seeing as how i cut through his hair to the upper layer of my middle finger.
HAHA rat tail! i just got that right now while leaving the comment box open. i thought you meant an actual rat tail as an ingredient. ANYWAY.
i wonder what merfolk eat if they don't eat other sea creatures... ursula eats her shrimp cocktail, so what do mermaids/mermen eat
4.01.2007
knockout
new hits: [huntsville, neola (US)]
B-rice-U. i cut brad's hair today. it was still wet when i left- no clue how the results turned out. i still have to cut his bangs. i'm trying to go for the perfectly undone look for brad.
cutting men's hair isn't that hard. i might learn how to taper, layer, etc.
a man of many talents? of course.
you get the works- haircut, shampoo, conditioner, and gel/mousse/wax/pomade. it's shampoo with peppermint oil, too, so you get that same tingly feeling from the shampoos used at the salons.
i drove down old spanish trail today. i found an HEB. the place was kind of scary, or at least not what i'm used to in terms of environment. it's noticeable.
HAHA sorry maury, i was getting off work at the lrc when i stopped there. So i had to close up all my windows and leave.
Hans Village Bier and Vino Haus- Hesse got me a hefeweiszen there. Pyramid's not that great. I think I prefer the other brands more.
Mai's on a Sunday night? Excuse me? ew. Mai's post-drunken stupor where my taste buds are out of whack? yes. in that situation, it's fine.
I was not satisfied with my piece. I will rectify my errors when Drab's hair grows out again- three weeks, or graduation time.
THANK GOD my brother isn't actually engaged. I would have been so angry that he decides to propose out of the blue, and to whom?! i don't know, which is the problem. oh well, at least i'm his beneficiary. maybe i can get the fiance to put me down as her beneficiary as well. mwahaha.
april fools- started by the english around 1900, pulling off shenanigans.
B-rice-U. i cut brad's hair today. it was still wet when i left- no clue how the results turned out. i still have to cut his bangs. i'm trying to go for the perfectly undone look for brad.
cutting men's hair isn't that hard. i might learn how to taper, layer, etc.
a man of many talents? of course.
you get the works- haircut, shampoo, conditioner, and gel/mousse/wax/pomade. it's shampoo with peppermint oil, too, so you get that same tingly feeling from the shampoos used at the salons.
i drove down old spanish trail today. i found an HEB. the place was kind of scary, or at least not what i'm used to in terms of environment. it's noticeable.
HAHA sorry maury, i was getting off work at the lrc when i stopped there. So i had to close up all my windows and leave.
Hans Village Bier and Vino Haus- Hesse got me a hefeweiszen there. Pyramid's not that great. I think I prefer the other brands more.
Mai's on a Sunday night? Excuse me? ew. Mai's post-drunken stupor where my taste buds are out of whack? yes. in that situation, it's fine.
I was not satisfied with my piece. I will rectify my errors when Drab's hair grows out again- three weeks, or graduation time.
THANK GOD my brother isn't actually engaged. I would have been so angry that he decides to propose out of the blue, and to whom?! i don't know, which is the problem. oh well, at least i'm his beneficiary. maybe i can get the fiance to put me down as her beneficiary as well. mwahaha.
april fools- started by the english around 1900, pulling off shenanigans.
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