i think i've made up my mind.
if the research job comes, it comes. if not, i'm not worried. i know what i want to do, there's readily available places for volunteering, tons of classes available for academic enhancement, and a job available that's not exactly research, but it's science-related, part-time, and on the weekends. it'll pay for rent. speaking of which, apartment searching STILL sucks.
i got too excited by the prospect of a certain job that i started singing attack of the killer tomatoes, for about 5 seconds. then i stopped, realizing my roommate could be outside the bathroom, and singing that song at random would be awkward. i also only knew two lines of the songs, both of which are: "ATTACK, of the killer TOMATOES!"
the lyrics ala wiki:
"Attack of the Killer Tomatoes!
Attack of the Killer Tomatoes!
From Gangreen's lab come forth each week
The ripe red monsters of which we speak
Except when he has a security leak!
Tomatoes, Tomatoes!
Oh, isn't it a pity?
Tomatoes eating the city!
Can no one stop these mutant fruits?
Where will we find our brave recruits?
Can Wilbur ever get rid of that dumb parachute?"
eek. so glad i didn't know the rest of the song.
7.31.2007
meatballs
a few days ago, i was reading that cooking book, and i thought up an imaginary situations. these tend to pop up, just to humor me. i was daydreaming about how i would cook some really great meal and give it to my former PI at BCM. he's italian, by the way. so when he sinks his teeth into my food, if he EVER said, "MMM, THAT'S-A SPICY MEATBALL!" that would SO make my day. i'd also be on the floor laughing after that. too good to be true.
what would also make my day? a rubik's sphere a.k.a. magic ball. they're on ebay now for around 20 dollars. spheres > cubes.
i forgot to comment for so long on this gchat message from jalto. something about a sega genesis and gaunt japanese girls masturbating in the shower. classic jalto. hrm. yeah, repulsed and amused at the same time. i've also been having sex dreams the past few days. one last night. the dream i had sunday night was about me watching porn on my computer when suddenly my uncle walks in to ask me for help. he wanted me to help him find something, an address/directions, on the internet. so i started searching even with all the porn tabs intact. there was no way that i could close all of them furtively since i was already searching maps while he looms over my shoulder. in short, it was very awkward and embarrassing.
holy shit. isn't leigh-ugh coming to the yay area tomorrow? holy shit, b-米's coming back to the states tomorrow as well.
i started children of hurin yesterday. in-depth character descriptions/lineages. the story starts out with an imminent battle. so i'm basically getting lord of the rings again, but i did relate to the main character of the book. at least i think he's the main character of the book. it's all too fuzzy. there's an accompanying map in case i get lost in the book, a pronunciation guide for names, and an all-too-extensive background that helps set up the world.
i only read a chapter in that book. i'm going to read a chapter of me talk pretty, drab's recommendation. i tried drawing a hilarious picture on his graffiti wall, but the application kept fucking up, so i got frustrated and quit after 2 attempts. ugh, it would have been so funny. only bioc majors would have gotten it.
subway binge- i ate a footlong and a 6-inch sandwich for lunch with a side of chips and drink. i'm STILL hungry.i hope my colon's okay. breast cancer and prostate cancer are the most prevalent cancers in men and women, yes? no wonder NIH dishes out so much funding for those two.
what would also make my day? a rubik's sphere a.k.a. magic ball. they're on ebay now for around 20 dollars. spheres > cubes.
i forgot to comment for so long on this gchat message from jalto. something about a sega genesis and gaunt japanese girls masturbating in the shower. classic jalto. hrm. yeah, repulsed and amused at the same time. i've also been having sex dreams the past few days. one last night. the dream i had sunday night was about me watching porn on my computer when suddenly my uncle walks in to ask me for help. he wanted me to help him find something, an address/directions, on the internet. so i started searching even with all the porn tabs intact. there was no way that i could close all of them furtively since i was already searching maps while he looms over my shoulder. in short, it was very awkward and embarrassing.
holy shit. isn't leigh-ugh coming to the yay area tomorrow? holy shit, b-米's coming back to the states tomorrow as well.
i started children of hurin yesterday. in-depth character descriptions/lineages. the story starts out with an imminent battle. so i'm basically getting lord of the rings again, but i did relate to the main character of the book. at least i think he's the main character of the book. it's all too fuzzy. there's an accompanying map in case i get lost in the book, a pronunciation guide for names, and an all-too-extensive background that helps set up the world.
i only read a chapter in that book. i'm going to read a chapter of me talk pretty, drab's recommendation. i tried drawing a hilarious picture on his graffiti wall, but the application kept fucking up, so i got frustrated and quit after 2 attempts. ugh, it would have been so funny. only bioc majors would have gotten it.
subway binge- i ate a footlong and a 6-inch sandwich for lunch with a side of chips and drink. i'm STILL hungry.i hope my colon's okay. breast cancer and prostate cancer are the most prevalent cancers in men and women, yes? no wonder NIH dishes out so much funding for those two.
7.30.2007
warrior princess
なにへひはねへなにひぬねつっちすしなにぬねなにぬねなにねみむはねぬのひ.
the quiz wasn't bad. i'm so asexually turned on by genes, i just might bud. genetics research- hmm.
what's so great about xena? multitasking. i don't know anyone in real life who can do a front flip in the air while yelling, "AYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYE...!" if i tried to do both at the same time, i'd probably start laughing and break my neck or something and paralyze me for the rest of my life.
i was getting impatient with class, so when he asked a question i immediately blurted out the answer. cancer genetics today. breast cancer, dogs who can sniff lung cancer, patents on sequencing for specific cancer genes, peanut butter and smoking leading to cancer. my teacher said something along the lines of smoking is basically an IQ test. you smoke, you're definitely gonna get cancer and die. makes me think of all the people i know who smoke regularly, or used to during college. organic peanut butter apparently has more fungi that can release aflatoxin and increase the incidence of cancer?
meredith brooks is a bitch and a lover, and so on. apparently i'm a monkey and a middle-aged white man at a board meeting in uncertain, texas. god i hate you people.
the quiz wasn't bad. i'm so asexually turned on by genes, i just might bud. genetics research- hmm.
what's so great about xena? multitasking. i don't know anyone in real life who can do a front flip in the air while yelling, "AYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYEAYE...!" if i tried to do both at the same time, i'd probably start laughing and break my neck or something and paralyze me for the rest of my life.
i was getting impatient with class, so when he asked a question i immediately blurted out the answer. cancer genetics today. breast cancer, dogs who can sniff lung cancer, patents on sequencing for specific cancer genes, peanut butter and smoking leading to cancer. my teacher said something along the lines of smoking is basically an IQ test. you smoke, you're definitely gonna get cancer and die. makes me think of all the people i know who smoke regularly, or used to during college. organic peanut butter apparently has more fungi that can release aflatoxin and increase the incidence of cancer?
meredith brooks is a bitch and a lover, and so on. apparently i'm a monkey and a middle-aged white man at a board meeting in uncertain, texas. god i hate you people.
7.29.2007
hung up
time goes by, so slowly. i didn't know she was using an abba tune in that song. my back hurts more, so slowly. sitting in a chair for two months studying 8+ hours per day in it. it's giving out. feels like when i was studying for mcats, although i think i did at least 12 hours days in that summer. i'm old. i'm going to take a vitamin and lie down.
madonna's 48 years old, and she's wearing THAT in her music videos?! i don't know if i want to see her butt at age 48, squeezing out of a pink leotard. then again, she's still able to dance, especially on a ddr machine.
cancer genetics. 20 publications in 18 months, or 18 publications in 20 months- neither is bad, da?
note to self: eat chocolate from scharffen berger chocolate maker. they seem to be one of the top ten chocolate stores in the world. i think they're located right in berkeley, too, which means having to cross the bridge. oy.
madonna's 48 years old, and she's wearing THAT in her music videos?! i don't know if i want to see her butt at age 48, squeezing out of a pink leotard. then again, she's still able to dance, especially on a ddr machine.
cancer genetics. 20 publications in 18 months, or 18 publications in 20 months- neither is bad, da?
note to self: eat chocolate from scharffen berger chocolate maker. they seem to be one of the top ten chocolate stores in the world. i think they're located right in berkeley, too, which means having to cross the bridge. oy.
loverboy
songs: my opinion of clare's friend mike was meh, until i heard him say that he bought a greatest hits album of alba.
books: against my better judgment, i decided to take more recommendations from drab and clare. i returned my sherlock holmes book because i knew i would never go through that giant paperweight, and i already had holmes at home. today's random book purchases: sputnik sweetheart (murakami), me talk pretty one day (sedaris), and east of eden.
i later on realized, after reading the backs, that two of them deal with love. perhaps i will give love a chance. in text only. just say yes.
write too much, psh. it only takes 10 minutes to blog one post. -after reading hesse's comment- join your threesome?! EW! i am DEFINITELY getting back to work. i also decided against harry potter at the store. i already know what happened, as that book's still not worth it at that price.
books: against my better judgment, i decided to take more recommendations from drab and clare. i returned my sherlock holmes book because i knew i would never go through that giant paperweight, and i already had holmes at home. today's random book purchases: sputnik sweetheart (murakami), me talk pretty one day (sedaris), and east of eden.
i later on realized, after reading the backs, that two of them deal with love. perhaps i will give love a chance. in text only. just say yes.
write too much, psh. it only takes 10 minutes to blog one post. -after reading hesse's comment- join your threesome?! EW! i am DEFINITELY getting back to work. i also decided against harry potter at the store. i already know what happened, as that book's still not worth it at that price.
ralph maccio
ramen, yeah! i'm onto this new york chef, david chang, owner of momofuku, who went to japan eating all the ramen he could get his hands on. ramenya, izakaya, sobakoh. Tsukiji. katsua-bashi. konbu
soba or not. you can't have ramen and soba. what is this bullshit?! people can only do one thing, but not the other or both. i'm transcending these limitations with mind-altering drugs.
or, i COULD get a DS lite. i knew i shouldn't have given that black one to my mentee. if i only had it now, i'd catch 'em all in no time. or be cooking off against mama. or attending the big brain academy. maybe when i go down to LA, i'll purchase one. i'll also be learning new culinary techniques from my gramma. if only i can find an apartment with a stove/kitchentop.
fucking knicksgrl0917, posting shit comments on my blog. you don't know me, bitch. since when did comments become the new method of spamming?!
soba or not. you can't have ramen and soba. what is this bullshit?! people can only do one thing, but not the other or both. i'm transcending these limitations with mind-altering drugs.
or, i COULD get a DS lite. i knew i shouldn't have given that black one to my mentee. if i only had it now, i'd catch 'em all in no time. or be cooking off against mama. or attending the big brain academy. maybe when i go down to LA, i'll purchase one. i'll also be learning new culinary techniques from my gramma. if only i can find an apartment with a stove/kitchentop.
fucking knicksgrl0917, posting shit comments on my blog. you don't know me, bitch. since when did comments become the new method of spamming?!
7.28.2007
perfect play
threesomes: although at first i was hesitant about michael joining the group yesterday, it later turned out to be fine. it means less talking for me. i can just sit back without having to provide much input into the conversation, even if i might come off as unfriendly. besides, i'd rather open my mouth only when food enters it.
borders: turns out poincare's prize, as well as the book, is worth too much. 34 dollars for a book, pfft. i might go back tomorrow and exchange my sherlock holmes book for something else- perhaps a gre subject book? i thought about purchasing pillow talk and philadelphia story. any movie suggestions, janey?
wasting time: instead of studying tonight-yes, a saturday night- i was looking at random things on the internet, such as how to raise a silver fox, the cost of purchasing one, and regulations as to which states i can raise one. then i proceeded to catch up on pokemon, of all things. they're apparently at 493 pokemon now and season 10 of the anime. they use modus operandi in one of the episodes. and the intro theme song is cornier than ever, rap included.
links: you click on one, and just can't stop clicking to the next one. psychosis from pot, to the japanese prime minister, to the myth about boys, and ph.d. comics. such a waste of time.
anthony bourdain: his level of profanity in writing rivals that, maybe surpasses clare's filthy mouth in conversation. i read his snippet in my book today. it was rated pg to R yet more humorous than the other articles i've read so far. didn't he write kitchen confidential?
borders: turns out poincare's prize, as well as the book, is worth too much. 34 dollars for a book, pfft. i might go back tomorrow and exchange my sherlock holmes book for something else- perhaps a gre subject book? i thought about purchasing pillow talk and philadelphia story. any movie suggestions, janey?
wasting time: instead of studying tonight-yes, a saturday night- i was looking at random things on the internet, such as how to raise a silver fox, the cost of purchasing one, and regulations as to which states i can raise one. then i proceeded to catch up on pokemon, of all things. they're apparently at 493 pokemon now and season 10 of the anime. they use modus operandi in one of the episodes. and the intro theme song is cornier than ever, rap included.
links: you click on one, and just can't stop clicking to the next one. psychosis from pot, to the japanese prime minister, to the myth about boys, and ph.d. comics. such a waste of time.
anthony bourdain: his level of profanity in writing rivals that, maybe surpasses clare's filthy mouth in conversation. i read his snippet in my book today. it was rated pg to R yet more humorous than the other articles i've read so far. didn't he write kitchen confidential?
street fighter IIV
just TOO good, i had to borrow this quote from a ucsf med student's blog: "They call me Hadoken 'cause i'm down right fierce."
EW. clare and i have NOT been making out, thank god! i will DEFINITELY send him your love, because he's certainly not getting anywhere near mine.
whatever! you are DEFINITELY going to be in my comic, hesse. one of my first victims, you just wait. speaking of which, it only shipped. hopefully it'll be here by august 1st. i already have ideas of how to draw my characters. besides the big heads. there will be adult versions as well as chibi versions of everyone.
i'll blog later. street fighter towel- i saw one at fisherman's wharf and THOUGHT about getting it for B-米. it's the thought that counts.
ugh, today's all about disappointments. i wake up this morning to a call from my parents, saying that they have great news on my voicemail. what is it? they received my diplomas. ugh, i thought they might have mistakenly received a phone call from one of my potential employers. later tonight, i got an email in my mail application. i erroneously thought it would be a reply from a potential employer. it just was drab and his drivel. ugh.
EW. clare and i have NOT been making out, thank god! i will DEFINITELY send him your love, because he's certainly not getting anywhere near mine.
whatever! you are DEFINITELY going to be in my comic, hesse. one of my first victims, you just wait. speaking of which, it only shipped. hopefully it'll be here by august 1st. i already have ideas of how to draw my characters. besides the big heads. there will be adult versions as well as chibi versions of everyone.
i'll blog later. street fighter towel- i saw one at fisherman's wharf and THOUGHT about getting it for B-米. it's the thought that counts.
ugh, today's all about disappointments. i wake up this morning to a call from my parents, saying that they have great news on my voicemail. what is it? they received my diplomas. ugh, i thought they might have mistakenly received a phone call from one of my potential employers. later tonight, i got an email in my mail application. i erroneously thought it would be a reply from a potential employer. it just was drab and his drivel. ugh.
7.27.2007
korean fried chicken
i shouldn't have lied in bed! i woke up to realize that i slept the morning away. so much for studying today.
clare picked me up. that jackass. we talked, gossiped, blah. i'm supposed to give him my SATC episodes on my laptop since i'm tired of them. i have 1 and 2 at home. 3 through 6 on my laptop. shameful. i probably would be the cynical one: miranda. clare would probably be samantha- the potty-mouthed whore. although he doesn't have as many adventures under covers like sam. that bitch- always talking about making out.
the korean place we went to last time that closed on us- it was closed. AGAIN. clare and his poor choice of restaurants. we then picked up his friend from college, who will be a law student in MI or something. michael- he has nice teeth. i think he's older than clare and me, but i didn't bother to ask.
in&out- it wasn't as good as the last time i ate it in LA. probably because the burgers got cold really fast. and i only ate one, whereas i'd eat 2/3 at my cousins' place with sides of fries. multiple sides.
happy hour at sugar? blue moon for me. the orange slice was SO juicy. the beer was its usual flavor, nothing new. so i turned red after ONE beer. whatever.
that korean restaurant again- we tried going there again, for dinner. we finally got a table. i finally had korean fried chicken. along with two other dishes- that spicy soup with the tofu and the fried rice with sour vegetables. i think they put msg in the fried chicken. it tastes just like the deep fried pork i had at some other restaurant along taraval.
this writing is tiring. my manga software finally shipped, and i can finally start my comics. whoo! expect to see many cameos, frequently of people i hate. less frequently, people i can tolerate.
clare picked me up. that jackass. we talked, gossiped, blah. i'm supposed to give him my SATC episodes on my laptop since i'm tired of them. i have 1 and 2 at home. 3 through 6 on my laptop. shameful. i probably would be the cynical one: miranda. clare would probably be samantha- the potty-mouthed whore. although he doesn't have as many adventures under covers like sam. that bitch- always talking about making out.
the korean place we went to last time that closed on us- it was closed. AGAIN. clare and his poor choice of restaurants. we then picked up his friend from college, who will be a law student in MI or something. michael- he has nice teeth. i think he's older than clare and me, but i didn't bother to ask.
in&out- it wasn't as good as the last time i ate it in LA. probably because the burgers got cold really fast. and i only ate one, whereas i'd eat 2/3 at my cousins' place with sides of fries. multiple sides.
happy hour at sugar? blue moon for me. the orange slice was SO juicy. the beer was its usual flavor, nothing new. so i turned red after ONE beer. whatever.
that korean restaurant again- we tried going there again, for dinner. we finally got a table. i finally had korean fried chicken. along with two other dishes- that spicy soup with the tofu and the fried rice with sour vegetables. i think they put msg in the fried chicken. it tastes just like the deep fried pork i had at some other restaurant along taraval.
this writing is tiring. my manga software finally shipped, and i can finally start my comics. whoo! expect to see many cameos, frequently of people i hate. less frequently, people i can tolerate.
lyophilization
ways to ruin my morning: reading the new GA post by hesse about captain basch. i want to bash your head against a rock.
today i woke up at 8 AM. partially because i couldn't fall asleep last night. partially because i want to get my studying done for today so that i won't have to tonight. i walked outside to find a dark, cloudy day. the same kind of day as when i arrived in the city. it bore a resemblance like that of a child whose scoop(s) of ice cream fell off his/her ice cream cone- you don't know whether to laugh at them or punch them in the face.
you did NOT just say " 'space ice cream,' BABY." HAHA! are you talking about freeze-dried ice cream? hmm, you're right, that might not sell. i know something that would- sex songs. r&b/rap. apparently it worked for some guy who was blasting it from his room as i walked by it. the lyrics? all i kept hearing was sex or sexing or sexually. sex cream truck. "come" get your sex creams.
how else to balance off my city day than with shitty food and shitty people. the imitation eggs were clumpy, textured in a bad way, and cold. textured as in studded like latex gloves so that you get grip things more easily. the awful taste gripped more easily in my mouth. the hash browns- also cold, and soggy.
what made my meal, though, is this book i'm reading now- how i learned to cook. the french chefs really are as mean as they seem in ratatouille- yelling, pots and pans flying, the works. aside from reading my book, this table seemed to contain people with the most annoying laughs. i think they became friends just because nobody else could tolerate their obnoxious laughing. this one girl sounded as if her mouth had been taped shut for centuries- she just couldn't stop exhaling forcefully from her trap. maybe it's better that somebody shut her hole again with more duct tape. i was tempted to just copy her laugh from two round tables away. what stopped me- common decency?
clare's probably off dressing and talking pretty this one day for his job interview. and out of my hair, bwahaha. hmm, yes, i don't know what i want either. except good food. i want it all. haha, impreza, good choice. the older or newer version(s)? MAYBE a girlfriend?! you're one of those people?! oh no!!! my aunt actually thought about starting up mexican restaurant chains in asia. perhaps it would succeed, if people like you crave it so much over there?
i finished my breakfast with one of the more perfect grapefruit halves i've eaten in serveries across the u.s.- that being only here, ucla, dartmouth, and rice. not too sweet, and not too bitter. and what's better than eating the pulp? pouring the juice into the bowl and then drinking it. now if only the bowl were more thoroughly cleaned by the staff- a minor issue? i decided not to spoil the end of my morning with a sugar-glazed donut. i threw it away.
i come back to see an email in my mailbox warning me that drab left me a message. ugh. i'm going to lay in bed.
today i woke up at 8 AM. partially because i couldn't fall asleep last night. partially because i want to get my studying done for today so that i won't have to tonight. i walked outside to find a dark, cloudy day. the same kind of day as when i arrived in the city. it bore a resemblance like that of a child whose scoop(s) of ice cream fell off his/her ice cream cone- you don't know whether to laugh at them or punch them in the face.
you did NOT just say " 'space ice cream,' BABY." HAHA! are you talking about freeze-dried ice cream? hmm, you're right, that might not sell. i know something that would- sex songs. r&b/rap. apparently it worked for some guy who was blasting it from his room as i walked by it. the lyrics? all i kept hearing was sex or sexing or sexually. sex cream truck. "come" get your sex creams.
how else to balance off my city day than with shitty food and shitty people. the imitation eggs were clumpy, textured in a bad way, and cold. textured as in studded like latex gloves so that you get grip things more easily. the awful taste gripped more easily in my mouth. the hash browns- also cold, and soggy.
what made my meal, though, is this book i'm reading now- how i learned to cook. the french chefs really are as mean as they seem in ratatouille- yelling, pots and pans flying, the works. aside from reading my book, this table seemed to contain people with the most annoying laughs. i think they became friends just because nobody else could tolerate their obnoxious laughing. this one girl sounded as if her mouth had been taped shut for centuries- she just couldn't stop exhaling forcefully from her trap. maybe it's better that somebody shut her hole again with more duct tape. i was tempted to just copy her laugh from two round tables away. what stopped me- common decency?
clare's probably off dressing and talking pretty this one day for his job interview. and out of my hair, bwahaha. hmm, yes, i don't know what i want either. except good food. i want it all. haha, impreza, good choice. the older or newer version(s)? MAYBE a girlfriend?! you're one of those people?! oh no!!! my aunt actually thought about starting up mexican restaurant chains in asia. perhaps it would succeed, if people like you crave it so much over there?
i finished my breakfast with one of the more perfect grapefruit halves i've eaten in serveries across the u.s.- that being only here, ucla, dartmouth, and rice. not too sweet, and not too bitter. and what's better than eating the pulp? pouring the juice into the bowl and then drinking it. now if only the bowl were more thoroughly cleaned by the staff- a minor issue? i decided not to spoil the end of my morning with a sugar-glazed donut. i threw it away.
i come back to see an email in my mailbox warning me that drab left me a message. ugh. i'm going to lay in bed.
7.26.2007
von trapp
haha, maury, i'm asking other people for second opinions- a confirmation. last time i listened to somebody else's advice, i was extremely disappointed.
it'd be interesting to own an ice cream truck when i'm an old man. and wear that suit. do ice-cream truck drivers wear special attire for when they drive around? my ice cream truck in LA played the entertainer. it drove by the house, by the school, along the highway. my ice cream truck- i would play new order. blue monday with your bluebells.
it'd be interesting to own an ice cream truck when i'm an old man. and wear that suit. do ice-cream truck drivers wear special attire for when they drive around? my ice cream truck in LA played the entertainer. it drove by the house, by the school, along the highway. my ice cream truck- i would play new order. blue monday with your bluebells.
boku-maru
i secretly stalk people on facebook. by that, just looking at their wall-to-wall messages. and whenever that person brings up something that happened on facebook, i act as if i don't know.
i finished cat's cradle. it was ok. i didn't really get the message, but it was humorous. i thought there would be some greater theme than stupidity and indifference. nope. dab a little ice-nine onto your lips.
let's rub the soles of our feet together. next reading venture: children of hurin or how i learned to cook. maybe try finishing the prince? no wonder it was in the 3 dollar bin. 7 books completed this summer. 3 more to go? do people really have that much more time if they stop having sex, watching porn, doing anything sexual?
being a border's club member has its benefits. does that also apply to barnes and noble members? i got a 20%-off coupon that lasts until the 29th of this month, and a 30% coupon that lasts until the 9th of August. i might use either for the last harry potter, if 13 dollars for the last book is actually worth it when i can get the first 6 for 5 bucks each. then again, i cancelled my online order for poincare's prize since i can get it for a cheaper price at the bookstore with the coupon.
2 of them are solved already?! that just leaves 5 million. perhaps i can get my hands on some of that- first i would have to learn all the math available at the universities, and then live as a hermit, withdrawn from society.
in a few days, B-米 will be returning to the states. already, clare has returned to the city. that jackass.
i can't believe i have to wait two more weeks so that i can go to LA. not exactly tired of these classes. tired of the thought of having to take more classes of the same quality.
what do i want out of life? i don't know.
i finished cat's cradle. it was ok. i didn't really get the message, but it was humorous. i thought there would be some greater theme than stupidity and indifference. nope. dab a little ice-nine onto your lips.
let's rub the soles of our feet together. next reading venture: children of hurin or how i learned to cook. maybe try finishing the prince? no wonder it was in the 3 dollar bin. 7 books completed this summer. 3 more to go? do people really have that much more time if they stop having sex, watching porn, doing anything sexual?
being a border's club member has its benefits. does that also apply to barnes and noble members? i got a 20%-off coupon that lasts until the 29th of this month, and a 30% coupon that lasts until the 9th of August. i might use either for the last harry potter, if 13 dollars for the last book is actually worth it when i can get the first 6 for 5 bucks each. then again, i cancelled my online order for poincare's prize since i can get it for a cheaper price at the bookstore with the coupon.
2 of them are solved already?! that just leaves 5 million. perhaps i can get my hands on some of that- first i would have to learn all the math available at the universities, and then live as a hermit, withdrawn from society.
in a few days, B-米 will be returning to the states. already, clare has returned to the city. that jackass.
i can't believe i have to wait two more weeks so that i can go to LA. not exactly tired of these classes. tired of the thought of having to take more classes of the same quality.
what do i want out of life? i don't know.
D. melanogaster
pictures convey feeling more than words can.
and i'm restless.
so i started my first manga attempt on drab's f'ook wall. graffiti application.
i think i get my test back in class tomorrow. i skip a day, she takes attendance. i come today, she doesn't. what a ho.
as much as i'd like to go to LA, i may have better opportunities elsewhere. i was looking on the ucla website for jobs, under the med center jobs tab, and they list a posting for NIH in Washington, D.C. what the hell?!
2:30 AM. sleeping early, sort of. night.
and i'm restless.
so i started my first manga attempt on drab's f'ook wall. graffiti application.
i think i get my test back in class tomorrow. i skip a day, she takes attendance. i come today, she doesn't. what a ho.
as much as i'd like to go to LA, i may have better opportunities elsewhere. i was looking on the ucla website for jobs, under the med center jobs tab, and they list a posting for NIH in Washington, D.C. what the hell?!
2:30 AM. sleeping early, sort of. night.
7.25.2007
farting lotion
new hits: [johannesburg]
so i've gotten hits in 6 continents. how to get to antartica. hmm.
waiting for my manga software. can't wait to add picters to this blog. maybe i'll just upload them on facebook. that might be easier.
so people are still gossiping at berkeley about the grad student who published some paper on the sevenless gene of Drosophila eyes and development. my first experience in developmental biology. i wish i had taken that class with my sponsor. what was her name? i think it was mary ellen. nice lady. didn't talk to her that much though, even if she gave me an A twice for bios310. so i was the highest score on the first quiz, and then below the mean on the second. how does that work?! oh yeah, i had no idea what i was doing. computational problems. bah. oh yeah, the couple that discovered/identified those genes for development in Drosophila- the gap, pair-rule, and segmentation(?) genes- had an affair. won the nobel later in their lives. i guess you CAN have your cake and eat her, too.
i ate chinese food for lunch, and then i took a nap. i ended up dreaming about chinese food. and eating all kinds of food with msg. AH!
HAHA the prince & me 2?! jeez. no wonder i flew the nest so quickly.
my roommate came back to the apartment with news that he found a place for 600 in SF. my natural response? "when are you moving out?" oops.
so i've gotten hits in 6 continents. how to get to antartica. hmm.
waiting for my manga software. can't wait to add picters to this blog. maybe i'll just upload them on facebook. that might be easier.
so people are still gossiping at berkeley about the grad student who published some paper on the sevenless gene of Drosophila eyes and development. my first experience in developmental biology. i wish i had taken that class with my sponsor. what was her name? i think it was mary ellen. nice lady. didn't talk to her that much though, even if she gave me an A twice for bios310. so i was the highest score on the first quiz, and then below the mean on the second. how does that work?! oh yeah, i had no idea what i was doing. computational problems. bah. oh yeah, the couple that discovered/identified those genes for development in Drosophila- the gap, pair-rule, and segmentation(?) genes- had an affair. won the nobel later in their lives. i guess you CAN have your cake and eat her, too.
i ate chinese food for lunch, and then i took a nap. i ended up dreaming about chinese food. and eating all kinds of food with msg. AH!
HAHA the prince & me 2?! jeez. no wonder i flew the nest so quickly.
my roommate came back to the apartment with news that he found a place for 600 in SF. my natural response? "when are you moving out?" oops.
7.24.2007
subway fresh
fergie ferg continues showing off her breadth of the alphabet and numbers, even in her pseudo-serious song "big girls don't cry."
can music be recycled? what about movies? sure indie films have come to a level like mainstream, but would anybody have given them as much time of day 10 years ago? whatever happened to the quality of movies/music/etc.? will society/culture continue to decline?
the porn industry: people need to constantly come up with even grosser sexual acts just to keep the people entertained.
music: emo is grunge with an emphasis on appearance and whining. boybands and the princesses of pop- they may have contributed a sampling of cheesy karaoke songs, but did they contribute positively to the growth/change of music?
movies: fantastic four 2. actresses: lindsay lohan and paris hilton. i rest my case.
my roommate divides the 90s into 2 eras: pre-Clueless and post-Clueless. HAHA of all movies to choose from. and he lived in beverly hills- he said that girls actually dressed like that before the movie came out.
how would you rate these movies? Chinatown, One Flew over the Cuckoo's nest, Hedwig and the Angry Inch (ugh), The Last Temptation of Christ, Black Robe, Lawn Dogs, Maurice, Rosemary's Baby, Rebecca, Citizen Kane. this is my roommate's list of what he considers great films.
i applied to 5 positions. stupid cover letters and CVs.
can music be recycled? what about movies? sure indie films have come to a level like mainstream, but would anybody have given them as much time of day 10 years ago? whatever happened to the quality of movies/music/etc.? will society/culture continue to decline?
the porn industry: people need to constantly come up with even grosser sexual acts just to keep the people entertained.
music: emo is grunge with an emphasis on appearance and whining. boybands and the princesses of pop- they may have contributed a sampling of cheesy karaoke songs, but did they contribute positively to the growth/change of music?
movies: fantastic four 2. actresses: lindsay lohan and paris hilton. i rest my case.
my roommate divides the 90s into 2 eras: pre-Clueless and post-Clueless. HAHA of all movies to choose from. and he lived in beverly hills- he said that girls actually dressed like that before the movie came out.
how would you rate these movies? Chinatown, One Flew over the Cuckoo's nest, Hedwig and the Angry Inch (ugh), The Last Temptation of Christ, Black Robe, Lawn Dogs, Maurice, Rosemary's Baby, Rebecca, Citizen Kane. this is my roommate's list of what he considers great films.
i applied to 5 positions. stupid cover letters and CVs.
millenium math
7 million dollars saved away for those who can solve 7 of the most challenging math problems in the world. the fields medal- the nobel of math. in order to get back to my math roots, i've decided to read a book about one of these conjectures, which had been proven recently by an ascetic russian hermit- grigori perelman is his name? he even rejected attending the congress which would have honored him with the fields prize. humble man? the book- poincare's prize.
speaking of russians, i was in class yesterday and overheard this lady say something sounding like speh-see-buh. apparently you can learn a word or two of russian (and no more) from SATC. no idea how it's spelled, but it means thank you. i think.
i'm getting bored with my blog. i need more creativity. out of all cartoons, i like manga/anime the most. so i've decided to portray my daily experiences through short snippets of text and huge eyes and even huger reactions. a new representation of my blog- think of it as me, hating you with a smile on my face. easy to swallow, yes?
soooo i bought some manga drawing software, which hopefully will arrive within the week. i tried comic life, but that only deals with adding bubbles to digital prints. besides, my overreactions in my head cannot clearly be conveyed without the help of big mouths, teardrops, and exaggerated body parts (the head, not the breasts).
ok, fine. not a large boulder. a venomous creature- the black mamba.
speaking of russians, i was in class yesterday and overheard this lady say something sounding like speh-see-buh. apparently you can learn a word or two of russian (and no more) from SATC. no idea how it's spelled, but it means thank you. i think.
i'm getting bored with my blog. i need more creativity. out of all cartoons, i like manga/anime the most. so i've decided to portray my daily experiences through short snippets of text and huge eyes and even huger reactions. a new representation of my blog- think of it as me, hating you with a smile on my face. easy to swallow, yes?
soooo i bought some manga drawing software, which hopefully will arrive within the week. i tried comic life, but that only deals with adding bubbles to digital prints. besides, my overreactions in my head cannot clearly be conveyed without the help of big mouths, teardrops, and exaggerated body parts (the head, not the breasts).
ok, fine. not a large boulder. a venomous creature- the black mamba.
spritle and chimchim
speed racer. gatchaman. i didn't know gatchaman was so environmentally friendly like captain planet.
maury- has mark moved in with you yet? and a bottle of beer is NOT a 4-foot long machine gun, haha. psh, my dreams aren't creepy! just be glad you got to sit down and have a meal with me in the last one.
yeah, that girl's disgusting, and yet the guy still hasn't broken up with her! he also dressed like a scrub everywhere he goes because he wants people to like him for his personality. i wouldn't mind seeing him go to admissions interviews dressed like he is now: wind-jacket, sandals, t-shirt, and pants.
cheetos over lay's. there's one good thing about having diabetics in the world- they make reduced sugar fruit juice! oh man! only 9 g of sugar per serving. not sweet at all.
KAT-TUN! i would have preferred to be jin. and you made clare the rapper?! their dancing isn't that great in a music video of theirs i saw. maybe their hair with tohoshinki's dance moves. now to get that hair- i'd have to find the right stylist. i saw a recent picture of some asian guy with his hair entirely bleached, and it did NOT look flattering at all.
perhaps the world would be a better place if more people died. i'm not talking about warfare with man-made artillery. natural causes. this girl in my class, for instance. she sat right next to me tonight pounding away at her laptop and generally annoying me. it would have been nice if a large boulder smashed her right then and there.
reinvention.
maury- has mark moved in with you yet? and a bottle of beer is NOT a 4-foot long machine gun, haha. psh, my dreams aren't creepy! just be glad you got to sit down and have a meal with me in the last one.
yeah, that girl's disgusting, and yet the guy still hasn't broken up with her! he also dressed like a scrub everywhere he goes because he wants people to like him for his personality. i wouldn't mind seeing him go to admissions interviews dressed like he is now: wind-jacket, sandals, t-shirt, and pants.
cheetos over lay's. there's one good thing about having diabetics in the world- they make reduced sugar fruit juice! oh man! only 9 g of sugar per serving. not sweet at all.
KAT-TUN! i would have preferred to be jin. and you made clare the rapper?! their dancing isn't that great in a music video of theirs i saw. maybe their hair with tohoshinki's dance moves. now to get that hair- i'd have to find the right stylist. i saw a recent picture of some asian guy with his hair entirely bleached, and it did NOT look flattering at all.
perhaps the world would be a better place if more people died. i'm not talking about warfare with man-made artillery. natural causes. this girl in my class, for instance. she sat right next to me tonight pounding away at her laptop and generally annoying me. it would have been nice if a large boulder smashed her right then and there.
reinvention.
7.22.2007
swimming trunks
are greeting card emails the new spam? i get my fair share of porn spam, but recently these greeting cards have been popping up.
were the early greek poets the best poets of all time?
get this- my roommate went to visit the ex-roommates, and the lebanese muslim was rifling through his box of stuff to show him his baby picture. guess what the picture looked like? it was him as a baby, smiling, and holding a BIGASS MACHINE GUN. six times his size. he thinks it's perfectly fine for a baby to hold a firearm.
then i hear that my other ex-roommate is going out with this girl who was raped by her stepdad, who also performed the abortion on her with a kitchen utensil, who has uterine cancer now, and has been institutionalized. her friends are also gang members who deal drugs.
what ever happened to the iconic movie stars? they've gotten old. julia roberts, brad pitt, wynona rider. who do we have to replace them? nobody that i know of.
were the early greek poets the best poets of all time?
get this- my roommate went to visit the ex-roommates, and the lebanese muslim was rifling through his box of stuff to show him his baby picture. guess what the picture looked like? it was him as a baby, smiling, and holding a BIGASS MACHINE GUN. six times his size. he thinks it's perfectly fine for a baby to hold a firearm.
then i hear that my other ex-roommate is going out with this girl who was raped by her stepdad, who also performed the abortion on her with a kitchen utensil, who has uterine cancer now, and has been institutionalized. her friends are also gang members who deal drugs.
what ever happened to the iconic movie stars? they've gotten old. julia roberts, brad pitt, wynona rider. who do we have to replace them? nobody that i know of.
jay kay
some idiot was trying to sneak his friend through the back door at the servery because you can't swipe for your friend at this dining hall. even if you can, he only had 1.50 left on his card. i was just sitting there eating my cereal (the food was bad again. no surprise.) while observing him trying to open this back door to the servery.
another thing i remember about drab's shirt- it was that god-awful purple and yellow color, like the beer bike shirts for jones this year. casino royale. disgusting.
almost done with the covering letter. i just have to research what the people are doing now and add why i'm interested in it. and what my interest are. sigh. damn australians and their politeness.
my dead body is worth $4825, according to some calculator. according to another test, my learning style is a balance between visual/nonverbal, visual/verbal, and kinesthetic. just not auditory. which explains why i haven't found an effective method of studying yet.
another thing i remember about drab's shirt- it was that god-awful purple and yellow color, like the beer bike shirts for jones this year. casino royale. disgusting.
almost done with the covering letter. i just have to research what the people are doing now and add why i'm interested in it. and what my interest are. sigh. damn australians and their politeness.
my dead body is worth $4825, according to some calculator. according to another test, my learning style is a balance between visual/nonverbal, visual/verbal, and kinesthetic. just not auditory. which explains why i haven't found an effective method of studying yet.
covering letter
i had two dreams. i can't remember the first one.
second dream: we were eating at some italian restaurant. i was already eating with a first group of people and had some main course dish before finishing. then i caught sight of another group at another table: drab, jalto, clare, maury, mark. i was still hungry so i decided to sit down since there was still an empty seat, and an empty stomach. somehow the waitress was already there to take our orders as i sat down, so i quickly grabbed the menu to see what i wanted. i asked her what soups she had since i didn't have that at my last meal. this waitress was excellent. she would start answering my questions rapidly before i even finished them. so there was this back-and-forth pingpong action of questions/answers that probably took less than a minute. i ended up ordering a large tomato soup, "null"-something-something. i ordered something else, too, since that's what i usually do. drab, sitting across from me, with hair intact, got up to go do something. i then looked at his shirt, which weirded me out. it was purple with giant yellow text that read, in a two-line, grid-like pattern:
"YOU FOR"
"I ______"
the underline is just to indicate some word missing in the 4th slot. it was blank on the T-shirt.
i wondered what the missing word in the 4th slot would be. i didn't wonder too long. i woke up right after that. and now i'm going to lunch. dread.
second dream: we were eating at some italian restaurant. i was already eating with a first group of people and had some main course dish before finishing. then i caught sight of another group at another table: drab, jalto, clare, maury, mark. i was still hungry so i decided to sit down since there was still an empty seat, and an empty stomach. somehow the waitress was already there to take our orders as i sat down, so i quickly grabbed the menu to see what i wanted. i asked her what soups she had since i didn't have that at my last meal. this waitress was excellent. she would start answering my questions rapidly before i even finished them. so there was this back-and-forth pingpong action of questions/answers that probably took less than a minute. i ended up ordering a large tomato soup, "null"-something-something. i ordered something else, too, since that's what i usually do. drab, sitting across from me, with hair intact, got up to go do something. i then looked at his shirt, which weirded me out. it was purple with giant yellow text that read, in a two-line, grid-like pattern:
"YOU FOR"
"I ______"
the underline is just to indicate some word missing in the 4th slot. it was blank on the T-shirt.
i wondered what the missing word in the 4th slot would be. i didn't wonder too long. i woke up right after that. and now i'm going to lunch. dread.
get out of my mind
get into my life.
the only advantage that i've noticed so far in waking up early is being able to see the frog and the ladybug have donuts and coffee together on my google homepage desk theme.
pam-i-am is a completely different woman. on the side of loooove now. asking me how things are with kaiser permanente and how my love life is. so i decided to change the subject to religious warfare that used to be in my apartment.
i had no idea the onion was free here! i should make the weekly walks to pick up each issue. is it a weekly or monthly paper?
the only advantage that i've noticed so far in waking up early is being able to see the frog and the ladybug have donuts and coffee together on my google homepage desk theme.
pam-i-am is a completely different woman. on the side of loooove now. asking me how things are with kaiser permanente and how my love life is. so i decided to change the subject to religious warfare that used to be in my apartment.
i had no idea the onion was free here! i should make the weekly walks to pick up each issue. is it a weekly or monthly paper?
tennessee grill
new hit(s): [kuala lumpur, jakarta, baguio, makati, belem, caracas, guadalajara, osaka, seoul, rio maior, galati, oulu, tumba, mainz, rouen, irvine, yuba city]
had my kfc binge. somehow it's not so satisfying anymore. of all the streets i choose to walk on, i get on the one with the kfc and a tennessee grill restaurant. ugh this place is already infested with drab, and he's not even here yet.
i need to find a good mexican restaurant in the city. i bought a giant bag of snickers mini's, only to find myself satisfied with a few pieces. it was either get the one bar for 1.25, or get 10+ ounces for 3.50. the new dartmouth med center podcast may help me overcome my emotional overeating.
the cover letter's coming along, getting a little too distracted with studying, though. i might be working in immunology like janey, if that guy has room in his lab. according to his lab website and pictures of group members, it would seem so.
tunes i danced to today along the sidewalk: new order. several cars take a quick turn before the yellow light turns red. turns out most of these people rushing were asians. asians and their driving. one my my cousins was killed by a reckless asian driver as he was crossing the sidewalk.
i might start an online obituary. just in case, so that someone else can handle my online status. morbid? a little.
religion's don't exist. it's just moral relativism.
had my kfc binge. somehow it's not so satisfying anymore. of all the streets i choose to walk on, i get on the one with the kfc and a tennessee grill restaurant. ugh this place is already infested with drab, and he's not even here yet.
i need to find a good mexican restaurant in the city. i bought a giant bag of snickers mini's, only to find myself satisfied with a few pieces. it was either get the one bar for 1.25, or get 10+ ounces for 3.50. the new dartmouth med center podcast may help me overcome my emotional overeating.
the cover letter's coming along, getting a little too distracted with studying, though. i might be working in immunology like janey, if that guy has room in his lab. according to his lab website and pictures of group members, it would seem so.
tunes i danced to today along the sidewalk: new order. several cars take a quick turn before the yellow light turns red. turns out most of these people rushing were asians. asians and their driving. one my my cousins was killed by a reckless asian driver as he was crossing the sidewalk.
i might start an online obituary. just in case, so that someone else can handle my online status. morbid? a little.
religion's don't exist. it's just moral relativism.
7.21.2007
kfc store locator
so they have 0 trans fat in their foods now, since they're using a different oil. and i'm craving crispy fried chicken.
after my talk with janey, i realized that those researchers at NIH with their constant researching have led them to being so horny that they screw each other in lab, resulting in families/babies/collaborations. that's my theory, and i'm sticking to it.
those who can't do, teach. those who can't get a job, take classes or volunteer. doesn't mean i've stopped looking for one. i'm looking for a meaningful one. immunology, pffft. bottomly. HAHA!
revised plans: take fewer science classes along with a math and foreign language class on the side (spanish and chinese). i'll work on other asian languages, swedish, and french next year. foreign languages won't be for a grade.
i revised my cover letter today. some progress i suppose. no need to update the resume. although, should i list my postbacc work/gpa on there? seems useless.
i have these fantasies of sleeping with people. just sleeping. none of that dirty business in my bed. EVER. there should be sleeping parties. "come to bed. not on it."
after my talk with janey, i realized that those researchers at NIH with their constant researching have led them to being so horny that they screw each other in lab, resulting in families/babies/collaborations. that's my theory, and i'm sticking to it.
those who can't do, teach. those who can't get a job, take classes or volunteer. doesn't mean i've stopped looking for one. i'm looking for a meaningful one. immunology, pffft. bottomly. HAHA!
revised plans: take fewer science classes along with a math and foreign language class on the side (spanish and chinese). i'll work on other asian languages, swedish, and french next year. foreign languages won't be for a grade.
i revised my cover letter today. some progress i suppose. no need to update the resume. although, should i list my postbacc work/gpa on there? seems useless.
i have these fantasies of sleeping with people. just sleeping. none of that dirty business in my bed. EVER. there should be sleeping parties. "come to bed. not on it."
back to back
what i hate more than asians: stupid asians.
breakfast- no tator tots. they had bacon though. disappointing, yet again. i eat this white cream sitting next to the fruit. i think it's parfait (yogurt-based?), but i have no clue. the only parfaits i've ever had are those from mcdonald's with the frozen fruit and granola.
i think i'll read the last harry potter book. on wiki. i'd rather just get a general overview of the plot. that lady just likes to babble for 500 pages before she gets to the point. OH! it actually IS up. there was actually a sign-up sheet at borders for those who wanted to get the book. i would never buy the hardback versions of those books. i found the 6-book paperback set on amazon for 30 dollars- 2/3 of the price of this last book!
turning over new leaves. before stepping on them, yet again.
the real estate here- jeez. turning over like hotcakes. better find a place soon if i plan on staying.
is gefilte fish any good? the jewish foods were encroaching upon the asian aisle, or vice versa. if it's as good as it looks, then i'm better off not eating it at all.
breakfast- no tator tots. they had bacon though. disappointing, yet again. i eat this white cream sitting next to the fruit. i think it's parfait (yogurt-based?), but i have no clue. the only parfaits i've ever had are those from mcdonald's with the frozen fruit and granola.
i think i'll read the last harry potter book. on wiki. i'd rather just get a general overview of the plot. that lady just likes to babble for 500 pages before she gets to the point. OH! it actually IS up. there was actually a sign-up sheet at borders for those who wanted to get the book. i would never buy the hardback versions of those books. i found the 6-book paperback set on amazon for 30 dollars- 2/3 of the price of this last book!
turning over new leaves. before stepping on them, yet again.
the real estate here- jeez. turning over like hotcakes. better find a place soon if i plan on staying.
is gefilte fish any good? the jewish foods were encroaching upon the asian aisle, or vice versa. if it's as good as it looks, then i'm better off not eating it at all.
7.20.2007
bokonon
B-米: i want more pictures. and more COWBELL!
i tried the grill around 10 today- not that great. the fries weren't enough to make up for the sandwich. i ate 22 pieces of sushi for dinner, though. i tried something different this time. instead of eating the ginger separately, i put it on each piece of sushi and ate them together. not bad. now wasabi- not negotiable.
was the drag queen that we saw at that club named lady bunny? aka john ingle? s/he's from tennessee?
i started dancing down the sidewalk again to my ipod music. at one point i realized the car in my peripheral visual field wasn't actually a stopped car. there was a middle-aged man driving it with his kid in the passenger side.
chatted with crassie. messaged nants. they seem to be doing well.
i tried the grill around 10 today- not that great. the fries weren't enough to make up for the sandwich. i ate 22 pieces of sushi for dinner, though. i tried something different this time. instead of eating the ginger separately, i put it on each piece of sushi and ate them together. not bad. now wasabi- not negotiable.
was the drag queen that we saw at that club named lady bunny? aka john ingle? s/he's from tennessee?
i started dancing down the sidewalk again to my ipod music. at one point i realized the car in my peripheral visual field wasn't actually a stopped car. there was a middle-aged man driving it with his kid in the passenger side.
chatted with crassie. messaged nants. they seem to be doing well.
modern classic
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3VpHD8zj-M. just can't get enough! i'm watching all these h&m ads on youtube. are black/white/red their signature colors? that's agreeable i suppose. karl lagerfeld, roberto cavalli. madonna/kylie minogue?!
tailored personal cover letter geared towards lab. got it.
HAHA! hmm face in pole while also getting racked by the handlebars. seeing other people in pain humors me.
jesus, drinking in japan and in the car. i will test that open beer theory in SF before i leave.
that earthquake i sent apparently wasn't enough to crush jesse. perhaps i should up the intensity on the good ol' richter scale.
there was an earthquake in the east bay today? wouldn't know! i slept through it. i slept through them when i was little, i sleep through them now. i sleep right by the window, too. as in, if i turn to my side, my legs hit the blinds. maybe if things broke around me, i wouldn't be so desensitized to the event. OH WELL.
so weed affects the CB1 receptor in the brain, which stimulates hunger. i think. why has that never worked for me?
trying out the Gulf Coast Grill today. ciao!
tailored personal cover letter geared towards lab. got it.
HAHA! hmm face in pole while also getting racked by the handlebars. seeing other people in pain humors me.
jesus, drinking in japan and in the car. i will test that open beer theory in SF before i leave.
that earthquake i sent apparently wasn't enough to crush jesse. perhaps i should up the intensity on the good ol' richter scale.
there was an earthquake in the east bay today? wouldn't know! i slept through it. i slept through them when i was little, i sleep through them now. i sleep right by the window, too. as in, if i turn to my side, my legs hit the blinds. maybe if things broke around me, i wouldn't be so desensitized to the event. OH WELL.
so weed affects the CB1 receptor in the brain, which stimulates hunger. i think. why has that never worked for me?
trying out the Gulf Coast Grill today. ciao!
7.19.2007
luciferin
do californians just love the simpsons that much? apparently. they play it on tv all the time. that, and harry potter. i hear some people have the book already.
HAHA! i wasn't talking about YOU, jalto, when i made that statement.
i think i've already heard start the commotion and days go by before. what is it- get up, get up, put your body in motion? and the days go by music video has some guy doing breakdancing/robot/pop&lock right?
i was looking at B-米‘s recent posting, and it left me wondering why there wasn't a beer in my hand. people aren't allowed to drink on campus, but if you're over 21, you can do it within the confines of your apartment as long as you don't attract attention with all the noise. nobody in my apartment drinks. they think it's stupid and bad for your health, although they'll presumably hang out with their friends-who do drink- without carrying an air of judgment.
i was able to get up this morning. 7 AM. no alarm clock. i got dressed, went down, ate breakfast. i don't like fake eggs, nor do i like sausage. tator tots as well. or maybe it was just that the chefs didn't cook it properly. by proper i mean food that tastes good. the fruit was disappointing, and when i wanted to drink the juice from the grapefruit after scooping away and eating the pulp, i realized there was a hole on the bottom so all the juice leaked onto the dish. in conclusion, waking up that early in the morning, with no tasty food to look forward to, is a waste of time.
i also tried cream of wheat for the first time today since i didn't know what people's fascination was with that breakfast item. it tasted like oatmeal, only grainier. nothing special about it, only that it's not as thick as oatmeal. the american equivalent of chinese porridge?
ah yes. baylor PI. check. i still use him as a job reference. wonder what he says about me? eep.
HAHA! i wasn't talking about YOU, jalto, when i made that statement.
i think i've already heard start the commotion and days go by before. what is it- get up, get up, put your body in motion? and the days go by music video has some guy doing breakdancing/robot/pop&lock right?
i was looking at B-米‘s recent posting, and it left me wondering why there wasn't a beer in my hand. people aren't allowed to drink on campus, but if you're over 21, you can do it within the confines of your apartment as long as you don't attract attention with all the noise. nobody in my apartment drinks. they think it's stupid and bad for your health, although they'll presumably hang out with their friends-who do drink- without carrying an air of judgment.
i was able to get up this morning. 7 AM. no alarm clock. i got dressed, went down, ate breakfast. i don't like fake eggs, nor do i like sausage. tator tots as well. or maybe it was just that the chefs didn't cook it properly. by proper i mean food that tastes good. the fruit was disappointing, and when i wanted to drink the juice from the grapefruit after scooping away and eating the pulp, i realized there was a hole on the bottom so all the juice leaked onto the dish. in conclusion, waking up that early in the morning, with no tasty food to look forward to, is a waste of time.
i also tried cream of wheat for the first time today since i didn't know what people's fascination was with that breakfast item. it tasted like oatmeal, only grainier. nothing special about it, only that it's not as thick as oatmeal. the american equivalent of chinese porridge?
ah yes. baylor PI. check. i still use him as a job reference. wonder what he says about me? eep.
7.18.2007
scene it
whoo. an A in neural systems. jesus i was so worried about that class since the final sucked. i took my genetics test today. it wouldn't have been hard except for the fact that he tested us over shit that he said would be on the second quiz. ugh. asshole. but i know how to do recombination maps/linkage mappings. whoop dee do. whatever.
places of interest in SF (possibly): gestalt haus, bitter end, coda, temple nightclub. what am i doing indoors all the time?!
if i could put a price on happiness: 58k annual. that'd be enough to pay rent, food, and clothing, right?
should i curb my appetite so that i'll live longer? apparently there may be a link between starving yourself and living longer. well, eating up to the point before you're stuffed- leaving you just under satisfied.
my brother's suggesting that we room together in LA. +: i wouldn't have to pay rent since he's the one with A Salary. -: i'd have to live with him again after 4 blissful years of being away from home, and him.
supermen lovers? i like the funky beat. i can't stand the guy's singing.
places of interest in SF (possibly): gestalt haus, bitter end, coda, temple nightclub. what am i doing indoors all the time?!
if i could put a price on happiness: 58k annual. that'd be enough to pay rent, food, and clothing, right?
should i curb my appetite so that i'll live longer? apparently there may be a link between starving yourself and living longer. well, eating up to the point before you're stuffed- leaving you just under satisfied.
my brother's suggesting that we room together in LA. +: i wouldn't have to pay rent since he's the one with A Salary. -: i'd have to live with him again after 4 blissful years of being away from home, and him.
supermen lovers? i like the funky beat. i can't stand the guy's singing.
starlight
this crappy song's stuck in my head. "can't fight the moonlight" is the title, i think. piper perabo's name also cropped up somewhere. so i searched her on wikipedia. yeah, she sang that theme song in coyote ugly, also sung by leann rimes. hmm, jessica simpson almost got the lead role.
if it's ok to come to a city to find people, is it ok to leave a city to get away from them?
rf: recombination frequencies. i think i've got this linkage mapping down. genetics is too ideal? we're going to be learning about prion diseases today. fun!
deep in the dark, you surrender your heart, but you know, but YOU KNOW that you can't fight the moonlight! ugh, so sappy!!!
is my printer supposed to make this loud stuttering sound before it prints off paper- i don't think so. i hope it doesn't blow up under my feet.
buy a fleshlight? i can't handle emotional attachment from women, i certainly won't be able to tolerate a detachment from her either. what the fuck, hesse?! zombie application?! first of all, "start biting chumps." second of all, vampires > zombies any day of the week. third of all, i'm borrowing your new harry potter book when you're done with it.
gotta stop obsessing about people that i don't talk to nor see.
if it's ok to come to a city to find people, is it ok to leave a city to get away from them?
rf: recombination frequencies. i think i've got this linkage mapping down. genetics is too ideal? we're going to be learning about prion diseases today. fun!
deep in the dark, you surrender your heart, but you know, but YOU KNOW that you can't fight the moonlight! ugh, so sappy!!!
is my printer supposed to make this loud stuttering sound before it prints off paper- i don't think so. i hope it doesn't blow up under my feet.
buy a fleshlight? i can't handle emotional attachment from women, i certainly won't be able to tolerate a detachment from her either. what the fuck, hesse?! zombie application?! first of all, "start biting chumps." second of all, vampires > zombies any day of the week. third of all, i'm borrowing your new harry potter book when you're done with it.
gotta stop obsessing about people that i don't talk to nor see.
rockabilly
how do i claim my own website/address? as in www.[insert name here].com.
domain name! that's it. so my .com and .net sites are already taken. so much for having a unique name. maybe i'll change it one day. A dot-net domain is 4 cents more expensive than a dot-come domain. why?? and what does dot-info do?!
how is the canon 5D? how long will it take, in total, to get from muni to bart @civic center, bart to airbart to airport?
i think they bought popeye's fried chicken tonight and just stuck it in a pan at the servery. it wasn't even that crispy. i've been craving kfc for so long. i might just buy the family dinner for myself thursday.
i'm getting a cali DL and registering to vote when i go down and visit relatives. i can finally get a new picture where i don't have bloodshot eyes because my mom woke me up early in the morning. my mother- the bane of my existence in photographs.
domain name! that's it. so my .com and .net sites are already taken. so much for having a unique name. maybe i'll change it one day. A dot-net domain is 4 cents more expensive than a dot-come domain. why?? and what does dot-info do?!
how is the canon 5D? how long will it take, in total, to get from muni to bart @civic center, bart to airbart to airport?
i think they bought popeye's fried chicken tonight and just stuck it in a pan at the servery. it wasn't even that crispy. i've been craving kfc for so long. i might just buy the family dinner for myself thursday.
i'm getting a cali DL and registering to vote when i go down and visit relatives. i can finally get a new picture where i don't have bloodshot eyes because my mom woke me up early in the morning. my mother- the bane of my existence in photographs.
hennes & mauritz AB
contrary to belief, i do not own any H&M clothing. i tried to create my own model on their website, except the model doesn't load. am i missing a plug-in? installed adobe flash. still nothing.
JANEY: what do you mean keep my PIs as contacts? even if they don't respond?
genetics- reading a codon table is so annoying.
i have no idea what's going on in cat's cradle. but i still like it. ?
my parents bought me a plane ticket. after my conversation with my cousin, that might have been a mistake. he said he could have driven up and taken me back to LA rather than having to waste money on the plane ticket. UGH!
what's the purpose of a cock ring? speaking of sex toys: a fleshlight?! i saw one of those in the shops at castro. having sex with a flashlight- hmm.
feed me.
listening to the cars- i remember playing either dvd trivial pursuit (or was it dvd pop trivia) at the maroneal, and this question popped up - playing only the tune - asking who in this song thought the person was foolish. i was competing with nants for the wedge/piece. neither of us got the answer. the answer: YOU. "You Might Think"
JANEY: what do you mean keep my PIs as contacts? even if they don't respond?
genetics- reading a codon table is so annoying.
i have no idea what's going on in cat's cradle. but i still like it. ?
my parents bought me a plane ticket. after my conversation with my cousin, that might have been a mistake. he said he could have driven up and taken me back to LA rather than having to waste money on the plane ticket. UGH!
what's the purpose of a cock ring? speaking of sex toys: a fleshlight?! i saw one of those in the shops at castro. having sex with a flashlight- hmm.
feed me.
listening to the cars- i remember playing either dvd trivial pursuit (or was it dvd pop trivia) at the maroneal, and this question popped up - playing only the tune - asking who in this song thought the person was foolish. i was competing with nants for the wedge/piece. neither of us got the answer. the answer: YOU. "You Might Think"
7.17.2007
dooney and bourke
some girl had that purse in class.
my teacher puts a frog sticker on the scantrons of those people that make a 90 or above. i'm on the upper end of the curve in that class. i don't know if i enjoy that; then i realize that i haven't learned anything. what's missing from the exams? MECHANISMS. questions that require analysis/deeper thought. basically whatever's in a rigorous test. at least this is good mcat prep, in case i want to take it again. she also wrote some questions wrong, so i'm gonna end up in the A as opposed to the A- range.
i'm considering taking the biochem gre after this summer. it covers bioc, cell, and genetics, which is basically most of what i'm reviewing this summer. paper-based test, 170 minutes to do ~180 questions. piece of cake? the bio one covers all eukaryotes and ecology/evolution (blegh). fucking educational testing service- $130 and additional fees?! oh, the gre hasn't been revised yet. perhaps i should take it before they do that.
so i haven't narrowed my categories down. better that way i suppose? since i'm sure most PI's aren't going to reply to my email, shouldn't take any chances being narrow/picky before i even get accepted, yes?
another test tomorrow. better get those pedigrees and recombinations/mappings/linkages down.
i wanna take ya downtown. if only i could take myself downtown. stuck in boring southwest SF. clare was right about this area. boring, boring, and boring.
my teacher puts a frog sticker on the scantrons of those people that make a 90 or above. i'm on the upper end of the curve in that class. i don't know if i enjoy that; then i realize that i haven't learned anything. what's missing from the exams? MECHANISMS. questions that require analysis/deeper thought. basically whatever's in a rigorous test. at least this is good mcat prep, in case i want to take it again. she also wrote some questions wrong, so i'm gonna end up in the A as opposed to the A- range.
i'm considering taking the biochem gre after this summer. it covers bioc, cell, and genetics, which is basically most of what i'm reviewing this summer. paper-based test, 170 minutes to do ~180 questions. piece of cake? the bio one covers all eukaryotes and ecology/evolution (blegh). fucking educational testing service- $130 and additional fees?! oh, the gre hasn't been revised yet. perhaps i should take it before they do that.
so i haven't narrowed my categories down. better that way i suppose? since i'm sure most PI's aren't going to reply to my email, shouldn't take any chances being narrow/picky before i even get accepted, yes?
another test tomorrow. better get those pedigrees and recombinations/mappings/linkages down.
i wanna take ya downtown. if only i could take myself downtown. stuck in boring southwest SF. clare was right about this area. boring, boring, and boring.
7.16.2007
好不到哪儿去
i think that's supposed to mean that it's just not good for you.
垃圾食品。零食。Chinese Snacks! duck neck? chicken feet?! chicken feet, i'm used to. duck neck- i don't recall ever gnawing the neck to extract the meat.
ok, i've narrowed it down (sort of): aids, cancer, development, cardiovascular, neuroscience, stem cell, and virol/immuno. would it be bad of me to email a PI to work in his lab just because he looks like my grampa? he's from hong kong, and he has this really mean look on his face, like he's annoyed with everyone and the world. hmm, maybe that's where i inherited that behavior.
i suppose i'm just going to take a duffel bag with me to LA. pack books and clothes. MUNI to Civic Center, BART to coliseum, and airbart bus to OAK. is that right?! now how much money would that require... 1.50 for MUNI, and how much for BART+airbus?
my internet's messed up. i'll blog later.
垃圾食品。零食。Chinese Snacks! duck neck? chicken feet?! chicken feet, i'm used to. duck neck- i don't recall ever gnawing the neck to extract the meat.
ok, i've narrowed it down (sort of): aids, cancer, development, cardiovascular, neuroscience, stem cell, and virol/immuno. would it be bad of me to email a PI to work in his lab just because he looks like my grampa? he's from hong kong, and he has this really mean look on his face, like he's annoyed with everyone and the world. hmm, maybe that's where i inherited that behavior.
i suppose i'm just going to take a duffel bag with me to LA. pack books and clothes. MUNI to Civic Center, BART to coliseum, and airbart bus to OAK. is that right?! now how much money would that require... 1.50 for MUNI, and how much for BART+airbus?
my internet's messed up. i'll blog later.
gynandromorph
in fruit flies, you can be a guy on one side and a girl on the other. bilateral partition of sex. gynandromorph. it also occurs in crabs and butterflies. some of those butterflies sell for 10's of thousands on eBay. wonder who's willing to pay that much for their butterfly collection?
S. cerevisiae: that would be an ideal reincarnation. i could choose to be haploid or diploid, sexual or asexual, and BUD. if people can have gender identity disorders, can people have species identity crises?
when you mix planter's fruits & nuts trailmix with sunmaid's tropical fruit mix, you get the perfect proportion of fruits and nuts. it's like san francisco in a bag. KIDDING. maybe.
which fashion label has DB as its initials?
ugh, 6 people got better scores than me on the first exam. in my other class, the mean was a 7.4/15 for the 1st quiz. you have got to be kidding me. the mean's set at a C+/B-. he even gave everyone 2 extra points and people only manage to get the mean. i guess i shouldn't complain since that benefits me.
cover letter- check. email stating interest- check. resume/cv- check. guess i should get started.
question: what do you think about genetics research? basically focusing on statistical/bioinformatics.
S. cerevisiae: that would be an ideal reincarnation. i could choose to be haploid or diploid, sexual or asexual, and BUD. if people can have gender identity disorders, can people have species identity crises?
when you mix planter's fruits & nuts trailmix with sunmaid's tropical fruit mix, you get the perfect proportion of fruits and nuts. it's like san francisco in a bag. KIDDING. maybe.
which fashion label has DB as its initials?
ugh, 6 people got better scores than me on the first exam. in my other class, the mean was a 7.4/15 for the 1st quiz. you have got to be kidding me. the mean's set at a C+/B-. he even gave everyone 2 extra points and people only manage to get the mean. i guess i shouldn't complain since that benefits me.
cover letter- check. email stating interest- check. resume/cv- check. guess i should get started.
question: what do you think about genetics research? basically focusing on statistical/bioinformatics.
beauty
would you be more attracted to a cute or sexy boy/girl?
for me- cute is just another way of saying you like the jailbait image, only that it's legal since they're of age. sure sure, people give that rationale that the cute ones will maintain their said beauty well into their old age while the sexy ones just have nowhere to go but downhill. but seriously who gives a shit how beautiful you look when you're 50/60/70/OLD?
but hair. HAIR can make the difference. what happened to B-米's hair?! and drab's current hairstyle?!
"hey, have you met liz, she works in tv."
"get outta here! i love tv!"
setting people up on a date cannot be THAT easy.
to what extent should we hold onto tradition?
why don't guys have those kinds of conversations about sex? most of the time, it's just raunchy. perhaps it was good that jalto made all those sex jokes, but those jokes were more bizarre and not cleverly scripted beforehand like sex and the city.
looking back on it, college parties weren't that great. perhaps it was just the social step, on the ladder to the local bars/clubs and then the classy? can't think. full stomach.
for me- cute is just another way of saying you like the jailbait image, only that it's legal since they're of age. sure sure, people give that rationale that the cute ones will maintain their said beauty well into their old age while the sexy ones just have nowhere to go but downhill. but seriously who gives a shit how beautiful you look when you're 50/60/70/OLD?
but hair. HAIR can make the difference. what happened to B-米's hair?! and drab's current hairstyle?!
"hey, have you met liz, she works in tv."
"get outta here! i love tv!"
setting people up on a date cannot be THAT easy.
to what extent should we hold onto tradition?
why don't guys have those kinds of conversations about sex? most of the time, it's just raunchy. perhaps it was good that jalto made all those sex jokes, but those jokes were more bizarre and not cleverly scripted beforehand like sex and the city.
looking back on it, college parties weren't that great. perhaps it was just the social step, on the ladder to the local bars/clubs and then the classy? can't think. full stomach.
dystopia
first word off the top hat.
janey: yes, your latest and greatest would be nice. 谢谢！ god, i hate the asians on campus. hmm, guess nothing's changed since Rice. what else hasn't changed since Rice? the fucking construction right outside my window. AGH!
hmm- those bart routes are still confusing. i'll look at it later.
my teacher ended class early. thank goodness, i couldn't stand her incorrect pronunciation of common science terms any longer.
fallings of democracy- well, he basically strives for the republic as described through plato's philosophical treatise by the same same, or "the states" or "the way of life (?)" he thinks we should be ruled by philosopher kings, who are groomed from infancy to about 50/60 years of age until they are wise enough to rule everyone. he also says that this system is, in fact, quite possible; our minds are just too adjusted to democracy and its shortcomings that we fail to see how a system like that can be realized in our modern era.
this is just one californian- the outside observer of human society. the viet is a "liberal conservative." he voted for bush in 2004. he's conservative. the muslim lebanese claims to be a liberal. he's conservative. i'm so glad the democratic vote overrules those two in california. the world would probably be more of a shithole if their votes represented the majority in america.
lunchtime!
janey: yes, your latest and greatest would be nice. 谢谢！ god, i hate the asians on campus. hmm, guess nothing's changed since Rice. what else hasn't changed since Rice? the fucking construction right outside my window. AGH!
hmm- those bart routes are still confusing. i'll look at it later.
my teacher ended class early. thank goodness, i couldn't stand her incorrect pronunciation of common science terms any longer.
fallings of democracy- well, he basically strives for the republic as described through plato's philosophical treatise by the same same, or "the states" or "the way of life (?)" he thinks we should be ruled by philosopher kings, who are groomed from infancy to about 50/60 years of age until they are wise enough to rule everyone. he also says that this system is, in fact, quite possible; our minds are just too adjusted to democracy and its shortcomings that we fail to see how a system like that can be realized in our modern era.
this is just one californian- the outside observer of human society. the viet is a "liberal conservative." he voted for bush in 2004. he's conservative. the muslim lebanese claims to be a liberal. he's conservative. i'm so glad the democratic vote overrules those two in california. the world would probably be more of a shithole if their votes represented the majority in america.
lunchtime!
怕羞
having one of those existential hoo-ha's at 3 in the morning isn't conducive to studying, nor sleep.
if i ever want premed advice, i either turn to poorneel or janey. poorneel for words of encouragement, janey for physical aid, or at least janey's emails. i still have one of her emails in my trash (Mac) with some formulaic document expressing interest in a lab and such and such. so i begin my search for the perfect lab. perfect in the sense that i won't hate working in there.
i developed this sudden fascination for Drosophila. it'll probably go away soon. i took Dr. Caprette's microbiology lab, and when the agar plates with bacteria were left out in the air for too long, fruit flies invaded the lab. Dr. Caprette- lord of the flies. i still haven't read that book. i think they did a movie version of it, too, in the 1970s.
sudden memory- me meeting B-米 for the first time. i only picture president's drive, and us two waiting for someone's car to go to fufu. i remember that it was awkward for me. then again, most situations are very awkward for me, even though i may not express it. i'm a very awkward person who happens to fall into these traps leaving embarrassing and permanent scars on my record. there was naked guy in bed sophomore year, dwarfy's breast junior year, crazy katie junior year, wonchon junior year, can't think of any for senior year of the top of my head. oh wait, making out. HAH!
before college embarrassing moment: i remember leaving a party without my underwear. AGH!
those directions make no sense. timed airbart bus? coliseum station?! where the hell is that?!
if i ever want premed advice, i either turn to poorneel or janey. poorneel for words of encouragement, janey for physical aid, or at least janey's emails. i still have one of her emails in my trash (Mac) with some formulaic document expressing interest in a lab and such and such. so i begin my search for the perfect lab. perfect in the sense that i won't hate working in there.
i developed this sudden fascination for Drosophila. it'll probably go away soon. i took Dr. Caprette's microbiology lab, and when the agar plates with bacteria were left out in the air for too long, fruit flies invaded the lab. Dr. Caprette- lord of the flies. i still haven't read that book. i think they did a movie version of it, too, in the 1970s.
sudden memory- me meeting B-米 for the first time. i only picture president's drive, and us two waiting for someone's car to go to fufu. i remember that it was awkward for me. then again, most situations are very awkward for me, even though i may not express it. i'm a very awkward person who happens to fall into these traps leaving embarrassing and permanent scars on my record. there was naked guy in bed sophomore year, dwarfy's breast junior year, crazy katie junior year, wonchon junior year, can't think of any for senior year of the top of my head. oh wait, making out. HAH!
before college embarrassing moment: i remember leaving a party without my underwear. AGH!
those directions make no sense. timed airbart bus? coliseum station?! where the hell is that?!
7.15.2007
ultraviolet
what is pure research according to vonnegut? “when most companies brag about their research, they're talking about industrial hack technicians who wear white coats, work out of cookbooks, and dream up an improved windshield wiper for next year's Oldsmobile."
"Here, and shockingly few other places in this country, men are paid to increase knowledge, to work toward no end but that." i wanted to read more of my book, but as i was leaving the servery, my roommate and ex-roommate showed up at the door asking where i was going. ugh. so i sat down with them, eating a second dinner 5 minutes after i was done with my first one, and i listened about the failings of democracy, how my viet ex-roomie has limited views and no validity in his arguments since he was trying to argue against plato's book, The Republic, without ever having read the book.
they went for a walk later after dinner. i decided to come back and study.
turns out, Andres and Adria were on the most recent podcasts of CIA. coincidence? i also listened to wait, wait... don't tell me again. old people making dirty jokes, ew.
human body parts, when examined separately into systems- SO hott. the workings of the retina, rods/cones, LGN, primary visual cortex, blue eyes. *drool*
would it be convenient to take the BART to oakland airport? my parents might be buying a plane ticket for me from either SF Int'l or Oakland. How long would a trip from, say, Embarcadero take to get to Oakland? MUNI from SFSU to embarcadero, and then BART to oakland?
"Here, and shockingly few other places in this country, men are paid to increase knowledge, to work toward no end but that." i wanted to read more of my book, but as i was leaving the servery, my roommate and ex-roommate showed up at the door asking where i was going. ugh. so i sat down with them, eating a second dinner 5 minutes after i was done with my first one, and i listened about the failings of democracy, how my viet ex-roomie has limited views and no validity in his arguments since he was trying to argue against plato's book, The Republic, without ever having read the book.
they went for a walk later after dinner. i decided to come back and study.
turns out, Andres and Adria were on the most recent podcasts of CIA. coincidence? i also listened to wait, wait... don't tell me again. old people making dirty jokes, ew.
human body parts, when examined separately into systems- SO hott. the workings of the retina, rods/cones, LGN, primary visual cortex, blue eyes. *drool*
would it be convenient to take the BART to oakland airport? my parents might be buying a plane ticket for me from either SF Int'l or Oakland. How long would a trip from, say, Embarcadero take to get to Oakland? MUNI from SFSU to embarcadero, and then BART to oakland?
ice cold
ice-9. perhaps it was good that drab didn't recommend cat's cradle to me first. in the first 50 pages, if the book ended there, i would be pleased. well, maybe. i'm going to finish the book since it's tolerable, unlike machiavelli. i'll read the prince for whenever i feel like conquering other peoples/nations by throwing away all my scruples.
no no no. not offspring. the youtube videos. there's these two girls- one has a crush on obama (search: crush on obama) while the other is hot for hillary (search hot 4 hill or taryn southern)- who are basically wanting attention by washing their political cars in bikinis.
i woke up for breakfast today. so THAT's where all the good fruit went. psh, i don't know why they serve all that good fruit (meaning fruit + huge-ass strawberries for servery fruit). that asian guy serving the food- annoying! "enjoy your meal." yeah, as if i can enjoy my meal when you're serving it to me 1/3 at a time. what the hell is wrong with him, rationing out buffet food?! i don't know what's stopping me from just standing there and finishing my plate so that he can dish out more until i'm sated.
i'm not sure whether i'm just not a morning person or that i'm generally angry everyday. i'm going back to bed. NEVER mix warm breakfast food with cold water. ohhhh, my stomach.
no no no. not offspring. the youtube videos. there's these two girls- one has a crush on obama (search: crush on obama) while the other is hot for hillary (search hot 4 hill or taryn southern)- who are basically wanting attention by washing their political cars in bikinis.
i woke up for breakfast today. so THAT's where all the good fruit went. psh, i don't know why they serve all that good fruit (meaning fruit + huge-ass strawberries for servery fruit). that asian guy serving the food- annoying! "enjoy your meal." yeah, as if i can enjoy my meal when you're serving it to me 1/3 at a time. what the hell is wrong with him, rationing out buffet food?! i don't know what's stopping me from just standing there and finishing my plate so that he can dish out more until i'm sated.
i'm not sure whether i'm just not a morning person or that i'm generally angry everyday. i'm going back to bed. NEVER mix warm breakfast food with cold water. ohhhh, my stomach.
7.14.2007
jose andres
should you move on to the next step when you haven't perfected the previous one?
the two roommates have officially moved out. now only the black one is left standing, the one that i can at least tolerate. lessons learned from living with those roommates: i hate what religion does to some people. or i just hate those people. i can't decide. that, coupled with their banal jokes and maturity of 6-year-olds. it's NOT funny if you have to say it's funny after the fact! i never want those two to be my doctors- they can't even do simple calculus 1 work.
i was talking to this one sophomore about premed crap, and he's more clueless than i am about the premed applications/process. he says he wants to do m.d./ph.d., and yet he has no research whatsoever under his belt. i suspected that he was doing it only because it's free (when you finish it), and i was right. he had no idea about the time commitment, how competitive it actually is, etc. so i scared him. hopefully i scared him off the premed track.
my dad wants to fly down to LA now, along with my cousins. ugh. i tell him i'm going to visit relatives, he wants to intrude. again.
hillary girl or obama girl? sexualizing politics- YEAH?
still not cutthroat enough.
the two roommates have officially moved out. now only the black one is left standing, the one that i can at least tolerate. lessons learned from living with those roommates: i hate what religion does to some people. or i just hate those people. i can't decide. that, coupled with their banal jokes and maturity of 6-year-olds. it's NOT funny if you have to say it's funny after the fact! i never want those two to be my doctors- they can't even do simple calculus 1 work.
i was talking to this one sophomore about premed crap, and he's more clueless than i am about the premed applications/process. he says he wants to do m.d./ph.d., and yet he has no research whatsoever under his belt. i suspected that he was doing it only because it's free (when you finish it), and i was right. he had no idea about the time commitment, how competitive it actually is, etc. so i scared him. hopefully i scared him off the premed track.
my dad wants to fly down to LA now, along with my cousins. ugh. i tell him i'm going to visit relatives, he wants to intrude. again.
hillary girl or obama girl? sexualizing politics- YEAH?
still not cutthroat enough.
corduroy
hardly ever don't wear jeans, hmm? nope, still can't picture it. you turn into isle whenever i imagine your outfit below the waist.
i dreamed about kaizer last night. i also had a second dream where i was in this conference room consisting of my neuro class. the main point of the dream was when the teacher was talking about the final exam, and my dream lens zooms in on his face, saying, "The final will NOT be comprehensive!" ugh, even my dreams are mocking me for thinking that the final would be cumulative.
another roommate bites the dust. he's moving out today, whoo!
i stubbed my toe last night after being forced to leave my apartment because someone pulled the fire alarm in the building connected to the apartments. it started bleeding profusely. the nail's bent, too.
there were people outside the servery today asking me if i wanted to purchase radical marxist papers.
i dreamed about kaizer last night. i also had a second dream where i was in this conference room consisting of my neuro class. the main point of the dream was when the teacher was talking about the final exam, and my dream lens zooms in on his face, saying, "The final will NOT be comprehensive!" ugh, even my dreams are mocking me for thinking that the final would be cumulative.
another roommate bites the dust. he's moving out today, whoo!
i stubbed my toe last night after being forced to leave my apartment because someone pulled the fire alarm in the building connected to the apartments. it started bleeding profusely. the nail's bent, too.
there were people outside the servery today asking me if i wanted to purchase radical marxist papers.
7.13.2007
Ransom Bishop's Long Island Iced Tea
i want to try one of those. it tastes like iced tea, with the pleasant side effects of alcohol.
this search for a decent PI is complicated. i'm looking at the directory of faculty laboratories- there's just so many. how do i get started?! ah, research listed by topic. maybe i can start there? interests: stem cell, virology/immunology, cancer, and neuroscience.
called neelzebub- sound premed advice. called mousse- sound career advice (prostitution). called clare- sound jackass who might be coming back to the bay area. AHH!
another friday, but a disappointing manga issue. if only they translated shonen jump to english and sold them at the same time as the japanese publications.
first chef up: Ferran Adria (with all the accents on the respective vowels). he argues of the large disparity between home-cooked cuisine and haute cuisine, therefore my gramm's cooking may not be the "Best." i may just like it for sentimental reasons along with the fact that they're textbook recipes, nothing creative/imaginative. hrm.
this search for a decent PI is complicated. i'm looking at the directory of faculty laboratories- there's just so many. how do i get started?! ah, research listed by topic. maybe i can start there? interests: stem cell, virology/immunology, cancer, and neuroscience.
called neelzebub- sound premed advice. called mousse- sound career advice (prostitution). called clare- sound jackass who might be coming back to the bay area. AHH!
another friday, but a disappointing manga issue. if only they translated shonen jump to english and sold them at the same time as the japanese publications.
first chef up: Ferran Adria (with all the accents on the respective vowels). he argues of the large disparity between home-cooked cuisine and haute cuisine, therefore my gramm's cooking may not be the "Best." i may just like it for sentimental reasons along with the fact that they're textbook recipes, nothing creative/imaginative. hrm.
last supper
my ex-roommates (the christian viet and the lebanese muslim) wanted to have one final dinner with my black roommate and me. once again, people get into an argument about bush and whether or not he should pull out along with unconvincing arguments from the lebanese roommate involving poorly constructed analogies and feeble attempts by the viet to mediate when he's clearly particular to one side of the issue.
after going to bed for the second time last night, i dreamed about f'ooking. i read drab's postcard last night. then i dreamed about drab. f'ook.
i'm too mad at my brother to return his calls. i'm simply to busy to return neelzebub's. perhaps later tonight. and jack n' the box left me a rude voicemail message, so i simply refuse to return any of his calls.
oh yeah, my roommate who left: he would watch two ugly women- mimi from drew carey, and roseanne barr- kiss, rather than watch brad pitt and jake gyllenhaal make out, just to solidify his heterosexuality and homophobia.
after going to bed for the second time last night, i dreamed about f'ooking. i read drab's postcard last night. then i dreamed about drab. f'ook.
i'm too mad at my brother to return his calls. i'm simply to busy to return neelzebub's. perhaps later tonight. and jack n' the box left me a rude voicemail message, so i simply refuse to return any of his calls.
oh yeah, my roommate who left: he would watch two ugly women- mimi from drew carey, and roseanne barr- kiss, rather than watch brad pitt and jake gyllenhaal make out, just to solidify his heterosexuality and homophobia.
hallyu
new hit(s): [williams lake, coquitlam, los mochis, lima, tumba]
facebook, as a verb form, is just one too many syllables. i've decided to shorten it: f''ook.
i went to bed at 8:30 tonight since i only got an hour of sleep last night. but i'm awake now, first picturing people and what they wear, and i can't seem to picture B-米 wearing jeans for some reason. others, yes, because they wear really dark, tight jeans. case and point- isle and clare. i was also thinking about the neuro final- i woke up wondering how many points i've already lost on the exam. ugh, changing answers at the last minute. curses!
at least it's a change from last year when i'd just move on right after a test and go shopping or eating. i've started up a folder, too, containing good science notes on each subject. so far i've found a good set on neuro. i'll keep looking online for more pdf's of good notes. which made me realize that i am a poor note-taker. if only i had better note-taking skills, i wouldn't be looking at other people's notes so often. laura menenganeng had nice endo notes. my other task this summer will be learning to make better notes.
after my neuro final (don't have to wake up at 9 anymore), my next class was boring as usual. the teacher actually talked about how she can practically sun bathe naked here. ECK! i don't want to hear about and imagine HER tanning outside. oh yeah, she's from baltimore, so that tells you ONE thing about people from maryland.
i went to 东方快餐, better known as Asia Express, again. i decided to get the yu xiang pork and the beef with the 苦瓜. i said the chinese names of the dishes because the english translations were way off, and the lady started speaking to me in chinese in a low tone. the fact that my chinese listening ability isn't so much above par, coupled with her soft voice, made it very difficult to understand her. i think she was saying something about yeah, get the bitter melon, chinese people love that shit, the americans here don't know how to eat chinese food or something. i ultimately ended up saying something like 两个都要, me wanting those two dishes then so that i wouldn't have to talk to her any longer. i went back to my apartment, and yup, i still HATE bitter melon.
along the lines of chinese food, how is beijing preparing for the olympics? by stuffing cardboard in their 包子. some cctv report said that the holes in the wall up north are selling steamed buns consisting of 60% cardboard and 40% fatty meat/filling. they use caustic soda, i think, to turn the cardboard soft and pulpy before chopping it up and mixing it together with the other ingredients. good way to save money, i suppose, but even the bun makes won't even eat their own product. the average person can't tell the difference (i don't know how).
along the lines of asian, i met this one laotian girl named madonna on the first floor of the apartments. she asked me if i were japanese. i don't know how i can come off as ethnically ambiguous. sexually ambiguous, yes. indistinguishable asian ethnicity, not so much.
along the lines of asians i HATE, my brother's transferring to his company's LA office to work. another reason i should stay away from LA. my dad called today saying that he'll buy a plane ticket for me since it's about the same price as taking a bus, only faster. i told him i was still researching both cities. looks like i better get started on that.
more asians- jack n' the box of all people called me and left a message on my phone. he's partying tomorrow night with friends and asking if he can crash at my apartment AFTER he' done getting drunk. what the hell is he doing not thinking about actually graduating?!
i took the M line to powell and watched harry potter by myself today. it was better than goblet of fire, but it feels as if they're leaving a lot of material out of the books, which i don't read. i might read the last one if i can't stand reading the prince anymore. oh wait, i can't. i was planning on reading all my books, but machiavelli is getting tedious, even though the book is only 80 pages long.
facebook, as a verb form, is just one too many syllables. i've decided to shorten it: f''ook.
i went to bed at 8:30 tonight since i only got an hour of sleep last night. but i'm awake now, first picturing people and what they wear, and i can't seem to picture B-米 wearing jeans for some reason. others, yes, because they wear really dark, tight jeans. case and point- isle and clare. i was also thinking about the neuro final- i woke up wondering how many points i've already lost on the exam. ugh, changing answers at the last minute. curses!
at least it's a change from last year when i'd just move on right after a test and go shopping or eating. i've started up a folder, too, containing good science notes on each subject. so far i've found a good set on neuro. i'll keep looking online for more pdf's of good notes. which made me realize that i am a poor note-taker. if only i had better note-taking skills, i wouldn't be looking at other people's notes so often. laura menenganeng had nice endo notes. my other task this summer will be learning to make better notes.
after my neuro final (don't have to wake up at 9 anymore), my next class was boring as usual. the teacher actually talked about how she can practically sun bathe naked here. ECK! i don't want to hear about and imagine HER tanning outside. oh yeah, she's from baltimore, so that tells you ONE thing about people from maryland.
i went to 东方快餐, better known as Asia Express, again. i decided to get the yu xiang pork and the beef with the 苦瓜. i said the chinese names of the dishes because the english translations were way off, and the lady started speaking to me in chinese in a low tone. the fact that my chinese listening ability isn't so much above par, coupled with her soft voice, made it very difficult to understand her. i think she was saying something about yeah, get the bitter melon, chinese people love that shit, the americans here don't know how to eat chinese food or something. i ultimately ended up saying something like 两个都要, me wanting those two dishes then so that i wouldn't have to talk to her any longer. i went back to my apartment, and yup, i still HATE bitter melon.
along the lines of chinese food, how is beijing preparing for the olympics? by stuffing cardboard in their 包子. some cctv report said that the holes in the wall up north are selling steamed buns consisting of 60% cardboard and 40% fatty meat/filling. they use caustic soda, i think, to turn the cardboard soft and pulpy before chopping it up and mixing it together with the other ingredients. good way to save money, i suppose, but even the bun makes won't even eat their own product. the average person can't tell the difference (i don't know how).
along the lines of asian, i met this one laotian girl named madonna on the first floor of the apartments. she asked me if i were japanese. i don't know how i can come off as ethnically ambiguous. sexually ambiguous, yes. indistinguishable asian ethnicity, not so much.
along the lines of asians i HATE, my brother's transferring to his company's LA office to work. another reason i should stay away from LA. my dad called today saying that he'll buy a plane ticket for me since it's about the same price as taking a bus, only faster. i told him i was still researching both cities. looks like i better get started on that.
more asians- jack n' the box of all people called me and left a message on my phone. he's partying tomorrow night with friends and asking if he can crash at my apartment AFTER he' done getting drunk. what the hell is he doing not thinking about actually graduating?!
i took the M line to powell and watched harry potter by myself today. it was better than goblet of fire, but it feels as if they're leaving a lot of material out of the books, which i don't read. i might read the last one if i can't stand reading the prince anymore. oh wait, i can't. i was planning on reading all my books, but machiavelli is getting tedious, even though the book is only 80 pages long.
7.11.2007
baby talk
roopy, it's been known that i NEVER back down from that challenge. people have come and gone, and i'm the only one left standing.
so the neuro chapter in my summer will end tomorrow, but on what subject did the class end? LOVE. ugh. love is a reward system, and essentially it's just an overabundance of specific (3 i think) hormones in the brain. it's all in your head, not your heart!
this group presented a powerpoint on love and reward, and two slides displayed consisted of pictures- pairs of animals with their heads together. the student asked the class, "what do all these animals have in common?" of course they wanted us to guess love, but i was thinking more along the lines of i've eaten them all. except the humans, to my knowledge. that's what fast food chains are telling me anyways.
longer posts after tomorrow's final and my nap. sleeping for only 3/4 hours a night everyday this week. i think i've shot my back and acquired tendinitis as a result.
so the neuro chapter in my summer will end tomorrow, but on what subject did the class end? LOVE. ugh. love is a reward system, and essentially it's just an overabundance of specific (3 i think) hormones in the brain. it's all in your head, not your heart!
this group presented a powerpoint on love and reward, and two slides displayed consisted of pictures- pairs of animals with their heads together. the student asked the class, "what do all these animals have in common?" of course they wanted us to guess love, but i was thinking more along the lines of i've eaten them all. except the humans, to my knowledge. that's what fast food chains are telling me anyways.
longer posts after tomorrow's final and my nap. sleeping for only 3/4 hours a night everyday this week. i think i've shot my back and acquired tendinitis as a result.
emily post
gross! i told you guys NEVER to use that 4-letter-word in relation to me. friend is also 4-letter-word.
virtual friends- well, people today are getting lonelier than ever, even with the networking that technology provides. today IS national cheer up the lonely day by the national science foundation. my interest groups? cpop and rabies- the club that ceased to function after drab/doc fondles' term in office.
midterm 2: 30/30, except when i tried to click continue (still, even, after the nth click), the website failed to load. UGH!
my teacher with the dog obsession tried to adjust the projector the other day, only to leave the text blurred and the frame shifted to the right for the entire duration of the class period. awful teacher. and i think my neuro teacher stole test questions from other tests at other colleges, unless he worked under that prof and took his exams, which is still stealing, yes? i only have the third teacher left who is purposefully trying to fail everyone. i accept his challenge.
virtual friends- well, people today are getting lonelier than ever, even with the networking that technology provides. today IS national cheer up the lonely day by the national science foundation. my interest groups? cpop and rabies- the club that ceased to function after drab/doc fondles' term in office.
midterm 2: 30/30, except when i tried to click continue (still, even, after the nth click), the website failed to load. UGH!
my teacher with the dog obsession tried to adjust the projector the other day, only to leave the text blurred and the frame shifted to the right for the entire duration of the class period. awful teacher. and i think my neuro teacher stole test questions from other tests at other colleges, unless he worked under that prof and took his exams, which is still stealing, yes? i only have the third teacher left who is purposefully trying to fail everyone. i accept his challenge.
7.10.2007
count chocula
i never appreciated the chocolate-y cereals turning my milk into chocolate milk.
i had this rush of euphoria finding out that there were food applications on facebook. they all suck, though. my cousin also bit me with the vampire application, so now i'm contemplating whether or not i should be a vampire. what else is there? besides that, i've only seen the zombie app.
my parents are fine with me staying in california now? as long as i have a plan, as long as i save money, as long as i go to med school first. i could work with most of that. my mom called. my cousins celebrated her birthday with copious amounts of food. i wish i had food right now.
what lesson have i learned from my stay in SF? being nice = time i do not enjoy wasting => wasted time. this guy was checking out the groceries at the convenience store on campus, and he noticed my book. he asked me if it were machiavelli, and me, turning over a new leaf for the day, decided to say yes, and that i bought it because it was only 3 dollars on amazon. he then proceeded to ask me if he could look at it. so instead of bagging my groceries so that i can go to dinner, he stands there staring at the back cover while i'm standing there in one of the awkward moments in my summer so far.
hmm, the actor who played hedwig is from texas?
i had this rush of euphoria finding out that there were food applications on facebook. they all suck, though. my cousin also bit me with the vampire application, so now i'm contemplating whether or not i should be a vampire. what else is there? besides that, i've only seen the zombie app.
my parents are fine with me staying in california now? as long as i have a plan, as long as i save money, as long as i go to med school first. i could work with most of that. my mom called. my cousins celebrated her birthday with copious amounts of food. i wish i had food right now.
what lesson have i learned from my stay in SF? being nice = time i do not enjoy wasting => wasted time. this guy was checking out the groceries at the convenience store on campus, and he noticed my book. he asked me if it were machiavelli, and me, turning over a new leaf for the day, decided to say yes, and that i bought it because it was only 3 dollars on amazon. he then proceeded to ask me if he could look at it. so instead of bagging my groceries so that i can go to dinner, he stands there staring at the back cover while i'm standing there in one of the awkward moments in my summer so far.
hmm, the actor who played hedwig is from texas?
the turn of the screw
i fell asleep this afternoon. dream. again.
it was based in my house back home in W-town, and something was off. whatever metal objects i touched were magnetized strongly, and they would either contort/bend or just rapidly latch onto another piece of metal.
paper clips flew across the desk. the metal thing that holds guest checks from restaurants bend until it was flat. then this screw that i picked up was pulling my hand towards something, but i was trying to put it in a place where it wouldn't lodge into my brain or other parts of my body. i finally found a place in the bookshelf, and let the screw screw itself into one of my parents' chinese textbooks. it turned until it could turn no further, but as i turned to run away the book came flying out of the shelf, hovering in the air, and i woke up. no dying in this dream.
i do not enjoy things of that sort, eelporNo. those things come to me, unfortunately. although my black roommate recommended that i read "God is Not Great."
my brother shows his support. "just become a lawyer." i prefer not to lash out on facebook for all the public eye to see. he might be coming to LA to work. i might have to stay away. what an asshole.
OOPS. i forgot my mom's AMERICAN birthday. such a bad kid, not able to remember her birthday on BOTH solar/lunar calendars. how selfish- having two birthdays in a year. psh.
asexuals have every right to judge people on attractiveness. it's like being the neutral observer on aesthetics. ew married couples. keep them away from me.
i get along with my black roommate better than the others, except he likes Hedwig and the Angry Inch. just like drab, ugh. he pronounces it "hedvig" though.
i'm trying out this candy: Mamba fruit chews. I've never seen them before. hopefully they don't taste just like Starbursts or Now&Later's.
it was based in my house back home in W-town, and something was off. whatever metal objects i touched were magnetized strongly, and they would either contort/bend or just rapidly latch onto another piece of metal.
paper clips flew across the desk. the metal thing that holds guest checks from restaurants bend until it was flat. then this screw that i picked up was pulling my hand towards something, but i was trying to put it in a place where it wouldn't lodge into my brain or other parts of my body. i finally found a place in the bookshelf, and let the screw screw itself into one of my parents' chinese textbooks. it turned until it could turn no further, but as i turned to run away the book came flying out of the shelf, hovering in the air, and i woke up. no dying in this dream.
i do not enjoy things of that sort, eelporNo. those things come to me, unfortunately. although my black roommate recommended that i read "God is Not Great."
my brother shows his support. "just become a lawyer." i prefer not to lash out on facebook for all the public eye to see. he might be coming to LA to work. i might have to stay away. what an asshole.
OOPS. i forgot my mom's AMERICAN birthday. such a bad kid, not able to remember her birthday on BOTH solar/lunar calendars. how selfish- having two birthdays in a year. psh.
asexuals have every right to judge people on attractiveness. it's like being the neutral observer on aesthetics. ew married couples. keep them away from me.
i get along with my black roommate better than the others, except he likes Hedwig and the Angry Inch. just like drab, ugh. he pronounces it "hedvig" though.
i'm trying out this candy: Mamba fruit chews. I've never seen them before. hopefully they don't taste just like Starbursts or Now&Later's.
napa valley
instead of doing genetics homework, i'm instead changing my facebook profile picture after having received summer photos from dwarfy- the penis kiss, trips to the beach, food.
so the simpsons/x-men were raves back in the day. what do we have TODAY that everyone enjoys?
nothing too exciting that happened today. more apartment searching. no dreams- i stayed up until 4:30 and woke up at 7:30 to study for a midterm. not going to be sleeping much until after my neuro final.
i thought people would be more attractive in CA. i guess that theory's wrong- for NorCal anyway.
i need to take a trip to napa valley and drink their wine, even if i don't like it. also need to take a trip to oregon and visit my light in the attic. oof, it's july already. hope her summer wasn't too dull.
so the simpsons/x-men were raves back in the day. what do we have TODAY that everyone enjoys?
nothing too exciting that happened today. more apartment searching. no dreams- i stayed up until 4:30 and woke up at 7:30 to study for a midterm. not going to be sleeping much until after my neuro final.
i thought people would be more attractive in CA. i guess that theory's wrong- for NorCal anyway.
i need to take a trip to napa valley and drink their wine, even if i don't like it. also need to take a trip to oregon and visit my light in the attic. oof, it's july already. hope her summer wasn't too dull.
7.09.2007
poppin his collar
yes- i was sitting in my night class, and staring straight at me, two rows down, was this asian guy's popped collar. is that trendy or just lazy? apparently having the hitchhiker's thumb is recessive, and middigital hair is dominant.
my hair- 5+ inches about now? the front bangs cover my right eye, but not completely.
oh yeah, it WAS on two screens.
i had a midterm today. multiple choice and T/F. i felt insulted. she had the nerve to put down "emotional reactions" as a choice for a question asking about the properties of cells. what's sadder is that people actually went up to her during the exam since they were confused about that question. she ultimately ended up giving the answer to everyone. she was also 25 minutes late in handing out the tests. someone was before her in line for the copier. why even bother studying? maybe i should have taken clare's advice and just go party every night. i feel like breakdancing. luckily, i managed to bring that dvd with me, so i might start learning it- when all my roommates are out of the apartment, or when i find one of my own.
apartments- i'm still debating about whether or not to find a place with roommates.
freelancing- even though i would be able to do a hodge-podge of activities, the drawbacks outweigh the creative advantage.
neuro- something i have to actually study for. adieu.
my hair- 5+ inches about now? the front bangs cover my right eye, but not completely.
oh yeah, it WAS on two screens.
i had a midterm today. multiple choice and T/F. i felt insulted. she had the nerve to put down "emotional reactions" as a choice for a question asking about the properties of cells. what's sadder is that people actually went up to her during the exam since they were confused about that question. she ultimately ended up giving the answer to everyone. she was also 25 minutes late in handing out the tests. someone was before her in line for the copier. why even bother studying? maybe i should have taken clare's advice and just go party every night. i feel like breakdancing. luckily, i managed to bring that dvd with me, so i might start learning it- when all my roommates are out of the apartment, or when i find one of my own.
apartments- i'm still debating about whether or not to find a place with roommates.
freelancing- even though i would be able to do a hodge-podge of activities, the drawbacks outweigh the creative advantage.
neuro- something i have to actually study for. adieu.
7.08.2007
vocab builder
yes, i have resorted to the gre word list. there's two blocks of gre words on my google homepage, with my gmail stuck right between them. i've finally started using the tabs to move my news/health/science websites into their corresponding tabs.
THE CARS! i finally got their anthology album. shalimar? i think you already recommended that book several posts ago. i rejected it then, i reject it now. love and revenge, blegh.
this long hair thing is taking its toll on me. perhaps B-米 was wise in not getting an asian popstar hairstyle? although i'd be open to highlights/dyeing before i chop it all off. what's up with girls chopping off their hair in the summertime, anyway?
fun summer venture: La Tomatina in Valencia, Spain. tomato food fight festival. mmm.
was every boy back in the day exposed to the same simpsons and x-men arcade games?
THE CARS! i finally got their anthology album. shalimar? i think you already recommended that book several posts ago. i rejected it then, i reject it now. love and revenge, blegh.
this long hair thing is taking its toll on me. perhaps B-米 was wise in not getting an asian popstar hairstyle? although i'd be open to highlights/dyeing before i chop it all off. what's up with girls chopping off their hair in the summertime, anyway?
fun summer venture: La Tomatina in Valencia, Spain. tomato food fight festival. mmm.
was every boy back in the day exposed to the same simpsons and x-men arcade games?
machiavelli
new hit(s): [jakarta, bangalore, johannesburg, bologna, blackburn, middlesbrough, mobile, rochester, malden, herndon]
this book's kinda boring. no wonder they were selling it for 3 dollars online. although i wouldn't mind being a prince, dealing out that form of realpolitik.
i used to be able to draw garfield when i was in middle school. it used to be my favorite comic- that cat ate like no other. but i remember the show being not so great- garfield and friends? i have to deal with another crowd of people not used to my eating prowess. my two roommates are so SHOCKED that i can do >=4 plates of food at the servery. child's play.
3 quizzes, 2 midterms, and a final this week. i'll be done with neuro after this thursday. my other roommate, the vietnamese christian, leaves this weekend. he keeps telling me, "you're going to miss me when i leave." i'm trying my hardest not to laugh out loud at him when he repeats that, more likely to convince himself than me since i'm still not buying it. poor soul.
this book's kinda boring. no wonder they were selling it for 3 dollars online. although i wouldn't mind being a prince, dealing out that form of realpolitik.
i used to be able to draw garfield when i was in middle school. it used to be my favorite comic- that cat ate like no other. but i remember the show being not so great- garfield and friends? i have to deal with another crowd of people not used to my eating prowess. my two roommates are so SHOCKED that i can do >=4 plates of food at the servery. child's play.
3 quizzes, 2 midterms, and a final this week. i'll be done with neuro after this thursday. my other roommate, the vietnamese christian, leaves this weekend. he keeps telling me, "you're going to miss me when i leave." i'm trying my hardest not to laugh out loud at him when he repeats that, more likely to convince himself than me since i'm still not buying it. poor soul.
peanuts and crackerjacks
is behind home-plate where the best seats in the game are? 17,000 for one ticket. eek.
oh right. i think one thing and type another. george eliot is not a dude?! penname. i was reading about her on wiki last night as well. john wilkes booth: tragedian? looks like he took his craft too seriously. it sounds a little too much like julius caesar- the co-conspirators, the assassination. his father's name was junius brutus booth. et tu?
so drab's leaving for japan hmm? that fucker better send me a postcard from japan (and not a japanese postcard from TN) like he promised. might have to rely on B-米 or jalto if he fails.
speaking of blondes, i had a gay-straight dream, or a straight-gay dream last night. i decided to switch pillows since my upper back has been hurting from sleeping on such a firm mattress. i can't switch out the mattress, so i improvised. and what do i get in return? ANOTHER sex dream.
there were two guys, a blonde and a brunette. i think the brunette wanted to go after sarah michelle gellar, a blonde (?), and he didn't know how to approach her. so the blonde friend recommended that he go see a hypnotist to help him with that. it seems that the hypnotist got both of them, as you will find out later on.
the scene jumps to a club where "the beat is rockin'" and in the crowd, the brunette is waiting for someone. out of nowhere sarah michelle gellar rushes to the front of the line and demands to be allow to cross the velvet rope immediately. the two suddenly spot each other and grin.
the next scene jumps to a long mahogany dinner table, and the brunette's eating sarah michelle gellar out! AH! she's enjoying it. he's enjoying it. but then the hypnosis starts to wear off.
"something's not right here," the blonde says. he's eating her out, but it doesn't feel like being eaten out. a little later, the hypnosis wears off, and sarah michelle gellar turns out to be the blonde friend from before. and the vagina, in gross detail, magically transforms (through modern-day cinematography/digital editing) into a penis, in gross detail. so there's a blonde guy sprawled out on the table and the brunette actually giving him a blowjob. in even grosser detail, my dream lens zooms in on the brunette, who continues to lick the head even after the veil is lifted.
ugh, who needs porn when i'm essentially mindraped every night? i'm going to finish timequake- 24 more pages. arrivederci.
oh right. i think one thing and type another. george eliot is not a dude?! penname. i was reading about her on wiki last night as well. john wilkes booth: tragedian? looks like he took his craft too seriously. it sounds a little too much like julius caesar- the co-conspirators, the assassination. his father's name was junius brutus booth. et tu?
so drab's leaving for japan hmm? that fucker better send me a postcard from japan (and not a japanese postcard from TN) like he promised. might have to rely on B-米 or jalto if he fails.
speaking of blondes, i had a gay-straight dream, or a straight-gay dream last night. i decided to switch pillows since my upper back has been hurting from sleeping on such a firm mattress. i can't switch out the mattress, so i improvised. and what do i get in return? ANOTHER sex dream.
there were two guys, a blonde and a brunette. i think the brunette wanted to go after sarah michelle gellar, a blonde (?), and he didn't know how to approach her. so the blonde friend recommended that he go see a hypnotist to help him with that. it seems that the hypnotist got both of them, as you will find out later on.
the scene jumps to a club where "the beat is rockin'" and in the crowd, the brunette is waiting for someone. out of nowhere sarah michelle gellar rushes to the front of the line and demands to be allow to cross the velvet rope immediately. the two suddenly spot each other and grin.
the next scene jumps to a long mahogany dinner table, and the brunette's eating sarah michelle gellar out! AH! she's enjoying it. he's enjoying it. but then the hypnosis starts to wear off.
"something's not right here," the blonde says. he's eating her out, but it doesn't feel like being eaten out. a little later, the hypnosis wears off, and sarah michelle gellar turns out to be the blonde friend from before. and the vagina, in gross detail, magically transforms (through modern-day cinematography/digital editing) into a penis, in gross detail. so there's a blonde guy sprawled out on the table and the brunette actually giving him a blowjob. in even grosser detail, my dream lens zooms in on the brunette, who continues to lick the head even after the veil is lifted.
ugh, who needs porn when i'm essentially mindraped every night? i'm going to finish timequake- 24 more pages. arrivederci.
big girls
would it be weird to invite a friend to my grandfather's birthday bash? that would kill two birds with one stone- hang out with friend AND family during my 4-day stay in LA.
new statistic: there are 150 million gay people in the muslim world. my roommate states this number from some book- gay travels in the muslim world? according to wiki, there are 1.8 billion muslims spread over the northern African continent, indonesia, the middle east, and asia.
i also did a wiki search of margaret cho. original name is actually moran cho. hmm.
i suppose vonnegut did "capture my attention" with The Sirens of Titan, as the back says. Timequake is humorous at times, but dull the rest. good thing i only have 50 pages left of that book. i might give unbearable lightness of being a try- it's on the summer reading rack. espritdecorps: defunct, for the SECOND time. HAHA!
next possible bookventures: anna karenina, madame bovary, war and peace, lolita, in search of lost time (remembrance of things past), middlemarch. i had no idea george eliot was a dude.
new statistic: there are 150 million gay people in the muslim world. my roommate states this number from some book- gay travels in the muslim world? according to wiki, there are 1.8 billion muslims spread over the northern African continent, indonesia, the middle east, and asia.
i also did a wiki search of margaret cho. original name is actually moran cho. hmm.
i suppose vonnegut did "capture my attention" with The Sirens of Titan, as the back says. Timequake is humorous at times, but dull the rest. good thing i only have 50 pages left of that book. i might give unbearable lightness of being a try- it's on the summer reading rack. espritdecorps: defunct, for the SECOND time. HAHA!
next possible bookventures: anna karenina, madame bovary, war and peace, lolita, in search of lost time (remembrance of things past), middlemarch. i had no idea george eliot was a dude.
7.07.2007
epistasis
i wonder what convinced anton van leeuwenhoek to look at semen under the microscope?
if mitochondria are inherited solely from the mother, perhaps that explains my metabolic rate?
hmm, these tests may be harder than i thought. epigenetic inheritance! that was the answer to one of the questions on the cell bio exam last fall that i was trying to remember.
apartment searching- craigslist, places4students. $700 for 250 sq. ft?! are you kidding?!
where are the artists? is it better for the maker to give the proper interpretation of their work, or should it be up to the work to speak for itself?
i've gotten over my man-crush on adam levine, only to have returned to a previous man-crush.
if mitochondria are inherited solely from the mother, perhaps that explains my metabolic rate?
hmm, these tests may be harder than i thought. epigenetic inheritance! that was the answer to one of the questions on the cell bio exam last fall that i was trying to remember.
apartment searching- craigslist, places4students. $700 for 250 sq. ft?! are you kidding?!
where are the artists? is it better for the maker to give the proper interpretation of their work, or should it be up to the work to speak for itself?
i've gotten over my man-crush on adam levine, only to have returned to a previous man-crush.
diaspora
applying to more jobs. fun? i'm going to take math classes on the side, for fun.
no no no. i've replaced porn with reading, not reading with porn. and yes, i do read a lot nowadays. 5 books since mid-May. going to finish Timequake in the next two days, and i have 4 more lined up. oh, and comic books (x-men)/manga (naruto).
oct. 17th- do you want me to take a bus to texas to celebrate your birthday also?
i went to lunch early so that i could avoid having to sit and eat/talk with my roommates. i had to read more of the book. i finally figured out that he was recounting the events in the 10-year rerun halfway through the book. i thought it was just a collection of short stories, with vonnegut as the protagonist. whoops.
yesterday my cousin asked me how SF was, since he has a friend in San Jose. i told him it was nice weather, but he asked me if it felt like summer. it's my kind of summer, i guess? although sun and sand everyday would be nice. the same kind of weather all-year-round could get monotonous.
no no no. i've replaced porn with reading, not reading with porn. and yes, i do read a lot nowadays. 5 books since mid-May. going to finish Timequake in the next two days, and i have 4 more lined up. oh, and comic books (x-men)/manga (naruto).
oct. 17th- do you want me to take a bus to texas to celebrate your birthday also?
i went to lunch early so that i could avoid having to sit and eat/talk with my roommates. i had to read more of the book. i finally figured out that he was recounting the events in the 10-year rerun halfway through the book. i thought it was just a collection of short stories, with vonnegut as the protagonist. whoops.
yesterday my cousin asked me how SF was, since he has a friend in San Jose. i told him it was nice weather, but he asked me if it felt like summer. it's my kind of summer, i guess? although sun and sand everyday would be nice. the same kind of weather all-year-round could get monotonous.
7.06.2007
peace talks
UGH. there was no all-out war. there's a rift between catholics and protestants at my table. along with christians and muslims. and religious vs. non-religious. non-religious: secular humanists?
if the phone call had been really important, they would have bothered to leave a message. or call me again. yeah 866 is toll-free, so i didn't pick it up. PSH. i haven't watched porn in a looooong time. i read now. Timequake, by Kurt Vonnegut, to be exact. i would have read some more during/after dinner if my roommates had not talked on and on at dinner and afterwards, making up after my christian, vietnamese roommate went mental and started yelling at my pagan, black roommate.
nocioception. pain is needed to be alive. i can help you live.
my grandfather's birthday is in august. august 10th. finals are the week after. CLARE- help w/ buses that run from SF to LA!
a bus to LA on the 9th, and i guess i'll leave on the 11th or 12th. i'd be cutting it close sunday, hrm.
if the phone call had been really important, they would have bothered to leave a message. or call me again. yeah 866 is toll-free, so i didn't pick it up. PSH. i haven't watched porn in a looooong time. i read now. Timequake, by Kurt Vonnegut, to be exact. i would have read some more during/after dinner if my roommates had not talked on and on at dinner and afterwards, making up after my christian, vietnamese roommate went mental and started yelling at my pagan, black roommate.
nocioception. pain is needed to be alive. i can help you live.
my grandfather's birthday is in august. august 10th. finals are the week after. CLARE- help w/ buses that run from SF to LA!
a bus to LA on the 9th, and i guess i'll leave on the 11th or 12th. i'd be cutting it close sunday, hrm.
area code 866
who's calling? i decided not to answer that call with the toll-free area code.
weird dream last night- the only thing i remember from it is some woman tickling my prostate for the longest time. she finally asked me, "you getting close?" no. not at all. she finally stopped. i woke up.
that experiment with opening the blinds? it only made my eyes hurt in the morning before going to class. i'm closing them from now on.
page 100 of timequake. i have no idea what's going on, but it's funny in that vonnegut talks about hitler, death, sex, marriage- basically poking fun all of the above. will read more at dinner.
weird dream last night- the only thing i remember from it is some woman tickling my prostate for the longest time. she finally asked me, "you getting close?" no. not at all. she finally stopped. i woke up.
that experiment with opening the blinds? it only made my eyes hurt in the morning before going to class. i'm closing them from now on.
page 100 of timequake. i have no idea what's going on, but it's funny in that vonnegut talks about hitler, death, sex, marriage- basically poking fun all of the above. will read more at dinner.
7.05.2007
postal service
i FINALLY got a slip in the mailbox. this happens only when i have THREE items shipped to me. what did i get today? two shipments from amazon, and mail from my cousin. the two amazon packages: children of hurin, how i learned to cook, timequake, cat's cradle, gre prep, the prince. i'm not opening my cousin's package. it probably has drab's postcard in it.
poor timing in delivery, i must say. which one am i going to read first?
dining hall food sucked. they had new cereal tonight: cap'n crunch. it was horrible.
i'm getting hot flashes again.
UCLA or SFSU? i might bounce over to LA after the summer ends. i've never been on the quarter system before. although i hear it's a bitch to register for classes over there.
poor timing in delivery, i must say. which one am i going to read first?
dining hall food sucked. they had new cereal tonight: cap'n crunch. it was horrible.
i'm getting hot flashes again.
UCLA or SFSU? i might bounce over to LA after the summer ends. i've never been on the quarter system before. although i hear it's a bitch to register for classes over there.
fool's paradise
do you have MS Word Maury? I just insert symbol and use the greek letters from that.
ahhh, so you're the old-fashioned type of gal.
the results of the dream: i dreamed about my roommates, ugh. what a boring dream, indeed. it occurred in my bedroom in the apartment. one of the roommates was sleeping in my bed, which irritated me. i was stuck in the other bed with no sheets/covers of any kind. my other roommate comes in and asks me if he can use my cell phone. i allow him to, but then he's talking on the phone and takes it to the bathroom with him, where he's taking a shit! i'm not looking, but when you hear the toilet seat go down, you know something else is going down the bowl. i was reading neuroscience, and i just finished a chapter. i was debating whether or not to read onward, so i flipped the pages. i flipped through a few, realizing that i skipped a couple chapters. after thoroughly inspecting the pages, one chapter assigned for homework was 2 pages long, while the following chapter was only 1 page long. i was really giddy about reading more neuroscience. that dream disgusted me. i woke up and went to neuro class.
i talked to another guy in two of my classes today. i think his name is awet? like a wet blanket. hence shall be his nickname. i think i also saw my partner- the one i presented with about blindsight in neuro class- and i saw him in the next class. but he never shows up to neuro. oh well.
weekly summaries? HELL NO. i don't write for others to read my blog. i make sure that they're long so that people don't bother to read it, never knowing if i talk about them or not. i usually write to vent. i would probably continue writing regardless of who read my blog. but would i continue living if no one else were living? this one PhD student conducted some experiment on sleep where she isolated herself deep in a cave to observe circadian rhythms. she turned the lights on to indicate to the researchers that she was awake, and turned them off when she went to bed. complete isolation. food was brought to her, but no human contact. she ended up killing herself. after some number of months.
ahhh, so you're the old-fashioned type of gal.
the results of the dream: i dreamed about my roommates, ugh. what a boring dream, indeed. it occurred in my bedroom in the apartment. one of the roommates was sleeping in my bed, which irritated me. i was stuck in the other bed with no sheets/covers of any kind. my other roommate comes in and asks me if he can use my cell phone. i allow him to, but then he's talking on the phone and takes it to the bathroom with him, where he's taking a shit! i'm not looking, but when you hear the toilet seat go down, you know something else is going down the bowl. i was reading neuroscience, and i just finished a chapter. i was debating whether or not to read onward, so i flipped the pages. i flipped through a few, realizing that i skipped a couple chapters. after thoroughly inspecting the pages, one chapter assigned for homework was 2 pages long, while the following chapter was only 1 page long. i was really giddy about reading more neuroscience. that dream disgusted me. i woke up and went to neuro class.
i talked to another guy in two of my classes today. i think his name is awet? like a wet blanket. hence shall be his nickname. i think i also saw my partner- the one i presented with about blindsight in neuro class- and i saw him in the next class. but he never shows up to neuro. oh well.
weekly summaries? HELL NO. i don't write for others to read my blog. i make sure that they're long so that people don't bother to read it, never knowing if i talk about them or not. i usually write to vent. i would probably continue writing regardless of who read my blog. but would i continue living if no one else were living? this one PhD student conducted some experiment on sleep where she isolated herself deep in a cave to observe circadian rhythms. she turned the lights on to indicate to the researchers that she was awake, and turned them off when she went to bed. complete isolation. food was brought to her, but no human contact. she ended up killing herself. after some number of months.
避孕套
new hit(s): [osaka]
had to post this before i forget. updates/additions later tomorrow.
bi4yun4tao4 = condoms. an elementary podcast lesson to teach me how to effectively purchase condoms in china without the embarrassing interjection of acting out what i want.
i'm going to register to vote. yes, yes, i'm a little late. at least i'm starting.
had to post this before i forget. updates/additions later tomorrow.
bi4yun4tao4 = condoms. an elementary podcast lesson to teach me how to effectively purchase condoms in china without the embarrassing interjection of acting out what i want.
i'm going to register to vote. yes, yes, i'm a little late. at least i'm starting.
pier 39
i decided to go out today and meet hesse, hunior, and family at fisherman's wharf. touristy shit in clare's words.
i'm american too? i have no idea what that reference is to, but d-bag reminds me of teabag, which, due to the abuse and smattering of american english, now reminds me of the perverse sexual act of teabagging. speaking of d-bags, drab bag is leaving america in 3/4 days. pink scalps- ew.
back to my adventures today. i was finally checked on the muni to see if i had a pass or not. one lady didn't, and had to go to the front and get a ticket, but she only had a 10 or 20 dollar bill. the two cops wrote her up and got off the same stop as her to finish writing up the citation. how much is that misdemeanor? misdemeanor in da house.
i was also doing neuro on the muni to/from fisherman's wharf. something to do brain rhythms and sleep on the way there, memory on the way back. i'm going to keep my blinds open for the night to entrain my circadian rhythms. apparently we operate on a 24.5 hour cycle? i'll read more on that. neuro's getting more interesting, partly because i'm not memorizing parts of the brain and the tracks that information is traveling. i was also learning about REM sleep, when most of our dreams occur, but you could also dream in non-REM sleep. i'm going to try to force a dream tonight. i'll get back to you tomorrow morning about the details if i can still remember them.
alright. i stopped at embarcadero and had no idea that pier 39 would be so far away from that last stop. i had no experience riding the F line before so i just walked along embarcadero, the street, until i hit the higher-numbered piers. i don't remember the name of the restaurant that we ate at, but here's what i ordered: crab cakes and seafood pot pie. i've never had seafood pot pie, so i decided to make it a first. i also didn't want to order fried seafood again. good thing i didn't either because i saw hesse's mom's fried fish, and i don't like that batter. the crab cakes- too small. i only got two on my plate, 1.5 inches in diameter, about 3/4 of an inch high. the corn, red onions, and cherry tomatoes on the side were too sour, but because i favor corn it was minimally pleasing. the seafood pot pie- nice medley of seafood. too much cream. not enough pastry/bread on top. the side tossed salad with vinaigrette was dandy. B, and not B- because hesse's mom was gracious enough to help pay for part of my meal. she's a cute lady, so tiny. and sara(h) thought i was cute?! hrm, flattering i suppose.
sadly, i have class tomorrow. but i finally realized that there's restaurants in the student center, so i allot 4 meals each week to trying out a new dig. i have yet to try out the two bistros and the one brunch cafe.
entitled to be close-minded? i suppose it could work. and what are your religious beliefs, maury? details.
read some. sleep some. force out some dreams. rape my mind, in a sense. ta-ta.
i'm american too? i have no idea what that reference is to, but d-bag reminds me of teabag, which, due to the abuse and smattering of american english, now reminds me of the perverse sexual act of teabagging. speaking of d-bags, drab bag is leaving america in 3/4 days. pink scalps- ew.
back to my adventures today. i was finally checked on the muni to see if i had a pass or not. one lady didn't, and had to go to the front and get a ticket, but she only had a 10 or 20 dollar bill. the two cops wrote her up and got off the same stop as her to finish writing up the citation. how much is that misdemeanor? misdemeanor in da house.
i was also doing neuro on the muni to/from fisherman's wharf. something to do brain rhythms and sleep on the way there, memory on the way back. i'm going to keep my blinds open for the night to entrain my circadian rhythms. apparently we operate on a 24.5 hour cycle? i'll read more on that. neuro's getting more interesting, partly because i'm not memorizing parts of the brain and the tracks that information is traveling. i was also learning about REM sleep, when most of our dreams occur, but you could also dream in non-REM sleep. i'm going to try to force a dream tonight. i'll get back to you tomorrow morning about the details if i can still remember them.
alright. i stopped at embarcadero and had no idea that pier 39 would be so far away from that last stop. i had no experience riding the F line before so i just walked along embarcadero, the street, until i hit the higher-numbered piers. i don't remember the name of the restaurant that we ate at, but here's what i ordered: crab cakes and seafood pot pie. i've never had seafood pot pie, so i decided to make it a first. i also didn't want to order fried seafood again. good thing i didn't either because i saw hesse's mom's fried fish, and i don't like that batter. the crab cakes- too small. i only got two on my plate, 1.5 inches in diameter, about 3/4 of an inch high. the corn, red onions, and cherry tomatoes on the side were too sour, but because i favor corn it was minimally pleasing. the seafood pot pie- nice medley of seafood. too much cream. not enough pastry/bread on top. the side tossed salad with vinaigrette was dandy. B, and not B- because hesse's mom was gracious enough to help pay for part of my meal. she's a cute lady, so tiny. and sara(h) thought i was cute?! hrm, flattering i suppose.
sadly, i have class tomorrow. but i finally realized that there's restaurants in the student center, so i allot 4 meals each week to trying out a new dig. i have yet to try out the two bistros and the one brunch cafe.
entitled to be close-minded? i suppose it could work. and what are your religious beliefs, maury? details.
read some. sleep some. force out some dreams. rape my mind, in a sense. ta-ta.
7.04.2007
bildungsroman
HOLY FUCK! my roommates are finally having a verbal World War. people are PISSED OFF, and i might end up being an innocent bystander.
roxanne
feliz cumpleanos, rox my sox. put on the red light.
what good can come out of this living experience? definitely not the daddy-long legs that flew into my room as a result of one of my roommates opening the windows (i think it's hiding in the crevasses of my other bed). i realize how lucky i am to be me. happy to be myself, i suppose. and all it took were some nice roommates with messed up ideologies.
what's missing from san francisco? a general love of family. i think that's why i like LA more. my cousins (dad's side) and relatives are over there. i was beginning to like waco more too, because of my other cousins and relatives (mom's side). but i'll continue to apply for jobs here and there. maybe houston? i don't know if i can stand the weather down there EVER again.
i think i watched too much SATC. i don't know why. boredom? seasons 3-6. yup, includes parts 1 and 2. which got me to thinking about people and what they would be like in 10 years, then 20, and so forth. where will we be, if we don't even have enough time to have a meal to catch up on news.
that's what i want to do. in the movie ratatouille, the former chef can't help but cry after having such a simple yet enchanting meal. the critic also has a reaction, but not to the degree of yakitate. i already have a solution for those kinds of reactions from my food: LSD. now, with the taste/flavor/presentation, that i can work on. once i get a kitchen.
i think i'll always have a preference towards chinese food, no matter what i eat/cook, since i've grown up to it. it's comfort food i suppose. does that also work with americans and american food? what's appealing: the bowls of rice, the various plates/choices, the chopsticks, and the different items to be eaten. i think i need to take a culinary tour across the world. that would be expensive, going to a place just to eat their food only to travel to another area the next day.
what good can come out of this living experience? definitely not the daddy-long legs that flew into my room as a result of one of my roommates opening the windows (i think it's hiding in the crevasses of my other bed). i realize how lucky i am to be me. happy to be myself, i suppose. and all it took were some nice roommates with messed up ideologies.
what's missing from san francisco? a general love of family. i think that's why i like LA more. my cousins (dad's side) and relatives are over there. i was beginning to like waco more too, because of my other cousins and relatives (mom's side). but i'll continue to apply for jobs here and there. maybe houston? i don't know if i can stand the weather down there EVER again.
i think i watched too much SATC. i don't know why. boredom? seasons 3-6. yup, includes parts 1 and 2. which got me to thinking about people and what they would be like in 10 years, then 20, and so forth. where will we be, if we don't even have enough time to have a meal to catch up on news.
that's what i want to do. in the movie ratatouille, the former chef can't help but cry after having such a simple yet enchanting meal. the critic also has a reaction, but not to the degree of yakitate. i already have a solution for those kinds of reactions from my food: LSD. now, with the taste/flavor/presentation, that i can work on. once i get a kitchen.
i think i'll always have a preference towards chinese food, no matter what i eat/cook, since i've grown up to it. it's comfort food i suppose. does that also work with americans and american food? what's appealing: the bowls of rice, the various plates/choices, the chopsticks, and the different items to be eaten. i think i need to take a culinary tour across the world. that would be expensive, going to a place just to eat their food only to travel to another area the next day.
grievances
if anything, i should have been a math major. math, then science as a backup. maybe history. woe is me, yada yada. moving on.
perhaps i will just make my list of grievances, and be done with complaining about roommates. i think i'm glad i never had these talks with my roommates at rice. i might have ended up finding out some personal preferences that i wouldn't agree with and hate them even more. it was so much more enjoyable just listening to other people debate (that time at that coffee chop (name?) where janey, nants, and clare were talking about bush and iraq.
what's most exasperating is trying to convince these religiously-blinded college graduates to be a little more open-minded.
i make a joke that driving a hummer is okay-whatever makes the person happy. he refutes with some reference to murder and hitler. what i meant to say is that i think people should be entitled to do anything that personally makes them happy, that they should have the right to live life the way they want. this doing anything refers to thyself; no doing unto others. what pissed me off here? the fact that he bashed me for a joke about driving a hummer, yet he's fine with a 40+ year-old man driving a FERRARI to pick up some 20-young blonde bimbo. so by his reasoning, as long as it's pretty on the outside and helps him to bang women, it's fine.
he preaches on and on about his faith, yet he's oblivious to the finer details. he's screwing women left and right, but that's not allowed, at least not according to islam. he's dating this non-religious asian girl who he can't even marry. why the hell is he wasting his time with her when he has to hide from her parents everytime she visits their apartment?
at the first sign of trouble/adversity in his life, my other roommate converts from buddhism to christianity. everybody has trouble with their parents. seriously, i argue with my parents more frequently than he ever will over the phone. quit being such a baby. apparently he lists this one christian girl as his best friend and one of the greater influences in his life. she led him to God, and how does she thank him? by not inviting him to her wedding and not having talked to him since college.
i'm tired of venting. the list could go on forever. hmm, only a month, too. i can honestly say i lasted longer with my suitemates junior year. ew, i can't believe i'm saying that. all the problems i had with my previous roommates were petty. idiocy trumps cleanliness, i'll admit. damn.
perhaps i will just make my list of grievances, and be done with complaining about roommates. i think i'm glad i never had these talks with my roommates at rice. i might have ended up finding out some personal preferences that i wouldn't agree with and hate them even more. it was so much more enjoyable just listening to other people debate (that time at that coffee chop (name?) where janey, nants, and clare were talking about bush and iraq.
what's most exasperating is trying to convince these religiously-blinded college graduates to be a little more open-minded.
i make a joke that driving a hummer is okay-whatever makes the person happy. he refutes with some reference to murder and hitler. what i meant to say is that i think people should be entitled to do anything that personally makes them happy, that they should have the right to live life the way they want. this doing anything refers to thyself; no doing unto others. what pissed me off here? the fact that he bashed me for a joke about driving a hummer, yet he's fine with a 40+ year-old man driving a FERRARI to pick up some 20-young blonde bimbo. so by his reasoning, as long as it's pretty on the outside and helps him to bang women, it's fine.
he preaches on and on about his faith, yet he's oblivious to the finer details. he's screwing women left and right, but that's not allowed, at least not according to islam. he's dating this non-religious asian girl who he can't even marry. why the hell is he wasting his time with her when he has to hide from her parents everytime she visits their apartment?
at the first sign of trouble/adversity in his life, my other roommate converts from buddhism to christianity. everybody has trouble with their parents. seriously, i argue with my parents more frequently than he ever will over the phone. quit being such a baby. apparently he lists this one christian girl as his best friend and one of the greater influences in his life. she led him to God, and how does she thank him? by not inviting him to her wedding and not having talked to him since college.
i'm tired of venting. the list could go on forever. hmm, only a month, too. i can honestly say i lasted longer with my suitemates junior year. ew, i can't believe i'm saying that. all the problems i had with my previous roommates were petty. idiocy trumps cleanliness, i'll admit. damn.
haute couture
new interests: learning about the history of fashion (not necessarily following current fashion trends), the history of france/sweden, absinthe, and mikhail baryshnikov.
so if you fell in love with a tranny, and he/she honestly thought that you knew that information (some hypothetical situation such as picking up someone in a tranny bar, but not knowing that it was a tranny bar), but later found out that you didn't and confessed the truth to you, would you still stay with them? assume you already married the person, and then they revealed the truth. are you going to divorce the one you love?
would you divorce a woman because she's barren, not able to provide you with children of her own? my ex-roommate would, instead of adopting. that boob would rather have his own children than to adopt one of the starving children in Africa and place them in better living conditions, yet he complains all the time about not wasting food because the children over there are hungry. what also annoyed me at dinner was him accusing another guy at the next table for being gay. he REALLY likes classifying people as gay/straight/bi/transgender/etc.
maybe i'm just tired of sitting around people who complain on and on about the problems in our world but never do anything about it. they just whine about things that they can personally change yet just sit on their lazy asses trying to get into med school.
there's hundreds of millions of starving people in the world. i'm one of them. wait in line.
oh my, i was viewing previously read blogs, and i just saw B-米's post on the swastika. did i just plagiarize somebody else's blogging? OH WELL.
so if you fell in love with a tranny, and he/she honestly thought that you knew that information (some hypothetical situation such as picking up someone in a tranny bar, but not knowing that it was a tranny bar), but later found out that you didn't and confessed the truth to you, would you still stay with them? assume you already married the person, and then they revealed the truth. are you going to divorce the one you love?
would you divorce a woman because she's barren, not able to provide you with children of her own? my ex-roommate would, instead of adopting. that boob would rather have his own children than to adopt one of the starving children in Africa and place them in better living conditions, yet he complains all the time about not wasting food because the children over there are hungry. what also annoyed me at dinner was him accusing another guy at the next table for being gay. he REALLY likes classifying people as gay/straight/bi/transgender/etc.
maybe i'm just tired of sitting around people who complain on and on about the problems in our world but never do anything about it. they just whine about things that they can personally change yet just sit on their lazy asses trying to get into med school.
there's hundreds of millions of starving people in the world. i'm one of them. wait in line.
oh my, i was viewing previously read blogs, and i just saw B-米's post on the swastika. did i just plagiarize somebody else's blogging? OH WELL.
7.03.2007
i dream of jeannie?
just had my talk with poorneel. quite informative. updates are good. he'll be in LA, as will kaiser. hmm, use a library. i never thought of that. brilliant!
haha no, my roommates don't read your blog, B-米. that would mean that they'd read my blog, and they'd realize how closed-minded i think they are. oh NO. jdm option = suped-up cars?! agh. i'd rather drive the cars instead of just looking at them. we'll race sometime. ohhh manners shmanners. these aren't people in a hurry. and there's two elevators that are open on the first floor. they don't have to wait for mine to go back down so that they can go up. they can just take the elevator whose doors are open right across the hallway. and don't worry, i won't be looking blankly at you. i'll be grinning. -_-
i was thinking about kaiser permanente last night. as well as her insurance premiums. i was laying there about to go to bed, and suddenly i started thinking about her and wondering what she was up to.
i fell asleep, but woke up disturbed when i realized i was having dreams about sex/tension. it was one of those detailed dreams too. crotch-rubbing and laying on top of each other. AH! i can't even remember the face. it was uncomfortably hot.
kobayashi might unhinge his jaw during competition just to win?! tis a shame he has an injury. he could have won a 7th straight time.
haha no, my roommates don't read your blog, B-米. that would mean that they'd read my blog, and they'd realize how closed-minded i think they are. oh NO. jdm option = suped-up cars?! agh. i'd rather drive the cars instead of just looking at them. we'll race sometime. ohhh manners shmanners. these aren't people in a hurry. and there's two elevators that are open on the first floor. they don't have to wait for mine to go back down so that they can go up. they can just take the elevator whose doors are open right across the hallway. and don't worry, i won't be looking blankly at you. i'll be grinning. -_-
i was thinking about kaiser permanente last night. as well as her insurance premiums. i was laying there about to go to bed, and suddenly i started thinking about her and wondering what she was up to.
i fell asleep, but woke up disturbed when i realized i was having dreams about sex/tension. it was one of those detailed dreams too. crotch-rubbing and laying on top of each other. AH! i can't even remember the face. it was uncomfortably hot.
kobayashi might unhinge his jaw during competition just to win?! tis a shame he has an injury. he could have won a 7th straight time.
7.02.2007
same york
a one-year subscription of Nature (print + online): $199. if you're a student: $79. so much for encouraging the education of the general public. then again you wonder how much of the general public can comprehend the articles.
new yorker: one year (47 issues) for $40. american
the economist: 51 issues for $77 (students)
bon appetit/Gourmet: 24 issues (2 years) for $27.
cook's illustrated: one year (6 issues?!) for $25.
esquire: 24 issues for $12.
if i am going to have free time for 1/2 years, i might as well educated myself, no? would esquire be educational? esquire: man at his best. hmm.
i'm tired. i'll have new material after i wake up. chinese-american food on campus, people slamming doors, and motor control. ugh, i'm reading about neuroscience and visual processing, and somehow they managed to mention drab in the paragraph. how unsettling.
PSH you mean they came up to get punched in the face!
i have an aversion to riding with people in elevators. if i see people going in, i would detour to the right in the apartment complex and check my mail in the hopes that i would actually get a slip in my mailbox alerting me that my package has arrived. i also push the close door button so that the doors close quickly, not allowing anybody else to ride the elevator up to their respective floors.
new yorker: one year (47 issues) for $40. american
the economist: 51 issues for $77 (students)
bon appetit/Gourmet: 24 issues (2 years) for $27.
cook's illustrated: one year (6 issues?!) for $25.
esquire: 24 issues for $12.
if i am going to have free time for 1/2 years, i might as well educated myself, no? would esquire be educational? esquire: man at his best. hmm.
i'm tired. i'll have new material after i wake up. chinese-american food on campus, people slamming doors, and motor control. ugh, i'm reading about neuroscience and visual processing, and somehow they managed to mention drab in the paragraph. how unsettling.
PSH you mean they came up to get punched in the face!
i have an aversion to riding with people in elevators. if i see people going in, i would detour to the right in the apartment complex and check my mail in the hopes that i would actually get a slip in my mailbox alerting me that my package has arrived. i also push the close door button so that the doors close quickly, not allowing anybody else to ride the elevator up to their respective floors.
nuclear wintour
pet peeve: horrible teachers who waste my time lecturing straight out of the book. i complain when they give too much information, i complain when they give just the right amount straight out of the book.
audrey hepburn was still a pretty woman at 59. anna wintour wears HER sunglasses at night. she's not that attractive, yet she commands fashion trends like no other.
there was this movie that i liked back in the day where a mannequin comes to life and the guy falls for her. the movie was actually called Mannequin, but i discovered that the woman was Kim Cattrall. the same kim cattrall that plays samantha on sex and the city?! no way.
my other books shipped and yet i'll probably have no idea when it'll arrive.
psh, july 4th BY MYSELF i said! and what the hell are your mom and hunior doing up here for independence day?!
baby cousin katherine. 13 weeks old. how am i supposed to open up a .dat file with my mac? my roommate hates macs because decades ago, when he was using the mac 2E or some shit, he didn't like it. so he bases the next generation of computers off one that, as far as anyone's concerned, is obsolete. that's his rationale for picking a pc over a mac. not anything rational like the software compatibility, nor the programming. one old computer.
is it okay to wear the swastika? hitler made the symbol notorious for events that we all know about. but wasn't that emblem also used previously in the hindu, buddhist religions? i wonder if my roommate realizes the difference between the right-facing and left-facing swastikas. or sauwastika. he thinks it's not right for japanese kids to wear shirts bearing that symbol because it reflects their support for nazism. even if they don't support Nazi's, and they're completely aware of what the symbol represents in Western culture, should they be allowed or forbidden to wear it?
audrey hepburn was still a pretty woman at 59. anna wintour wears HER sunglasses at night. she's not that attractive, yet she commands fashion trends like no other.
there was this movie that i liked back in the day where a mannequin comes to life and the guy falls for her. the movie was actually called Mannequin, but i discovered that the woman was Kim Cattrall. the same kim cattrall that plays samantha on sex and the city?! no way.
my other books shipped and yet i'll probably have no idea when it'll arrive.
psh, july 4th BY MYSELF i said! and what the hell are your mom and hunior doing up here for independence day?!
baby cousin katherine. 13 weeks old. how am i supposed to open up a .dat file with my mac? my roommate hates macs because decades ago, when he was using the mac 2E or some shit, he didn't like it. so he bases the next generation of computers off one that, as far as anyone's concerned, is obsolete. that's his rationale for picking a pc over a mac. not anything rational like the software compatibility, nor the programming. one old computer.
is it okay to wear the swastika? hitler made the symbol notorious for events that we all know about. but wasn't that emblem also used previously in the hindu, buddhist religions? i wonder if my roommate realizes the difference between the right-facing and left-facing swastikas. or sauwastika. he thinks it's not right for japanese kids to wear shirts bearing that symbol because it reflects their support for nazism. even if they don't support Nazi's, and they're completely aware of what the symbol represents in Western culture, should they be allowed or forbidden to wear it?
peasant dish
new hit(s): [naperville, calumet city]
i've gone through fiction and nonfiction, and seeing as how my books aren't coming in any time soon, maybe i will dabble in magazines as well? but where to start? i checked the chicago tribune online website to view the top 50 magazines. the u.s. has ~18,000 magazines in publication. what would i start with? the economist, cook's illustrated, esquire, new yorker, men's health, time, people, gourmet, vanity fair. economist and new yorker may rank high, but their articles are so dense. the british and their eloquence. no wonder.
haha maury your parents made the right decision. damn asians?! you're dating one, haha. it's your choice to select for a brown-eyed asian. if i were in control (of the world, the universe is just too big a place), i think i would perform selective breeding on humans. i like mixing and matching.
my roommate left tonight. room all to myself. say goodbye to my clothes on my body. two more weeks and another roommate will leave.
i still think my black roommate would blow nants' mind. and he doesn't want to have sex, so they're both in the same boat. serious intellectual mindfuck for her. matchmaker's made you a match.
i openly voiced my virginity to my roommates and this other guy studying here the other time when we were walking to that bamboo grove aura (minus the psychedelic drug use). it was odd saying it out loud. perhaps i'll end up being the 40-year-old virgin as opposed to elliot since i prefer my asexuality and he prefers marriage. funny how things turn out. the non-christian ends up being the one in the group not having sex (w.r.t. premarital sex/abstinence). although i'm not really abstaining from food indulgence. so i'm a food whore. oh well.
so i told my parents that i wanted to take an extra year of school. they didn't argue with me. they were actually fine with it. so i can stay away from texas if i want. i'm not done with san francisco, not yet started with los angeles. i won't even be able to go for independence day because i have classes the day afterward. looks like i'll be spending another holiday by myself, but i've gotten used to it. right after christmas break, i went right back to houston and away from my parents to spend the rest of the school holiday. other holidays, i would go at the last possible minute so that i would only have to stay a day or two at home.
no wonder i'm the go-to person in the group when it comes to chinese restaurants. it's like there's a fucking beacon on me. besides being able to speak cantonese/mandarin, i go to any city and still manage to wander through the chinatown/street/ville and find locales of interest.
this one person passed by me as i was walking back to the university, and here's how the scenario played out:
guy: "do you know where the library is?"
me: "i think it's... actually i don't know where it is. i'm not from here."
g: "me neither."
if i had equipped better arsenal, this ideal situation would have occurred instead:
g: "do you know where the library is?"
me: "i think's it's... actual..." PSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
g: "&*%^$# MY EYES!"
that'll teach him never to talk to strangers.
i've gone through fiction and nonfiction, and seeing as how my books aren't coming in any time soon, maybe i will dabble in magazines as well? but where to start? i checked the chicago tribune online website to view the top 50 magazines. the u.s. has ~18,000 magazines in publication. what would i start with? the economist, cook's illustrated, esquire, new yorker, men's health, time, people, gourmet, vanity fair. economist and new yorker may rank high, but their articles are so dense. the british and their eloquence. no wonder.
haha maury your parents made the right decision. damn asians?! you're dating one, haha. it's your choice to select for a brown-eyed asian. if i were in control (of the world, the universe is just too big a place), i think i would perform selective breeding on humans. i like mixing and matching.
my roommate left tonight. room all to myself. say goodbye to my clothes on my body. two more weeks and another roommate will leave.
i still think my black roommate would blow nants' mind. and he doesn't want to have sex, so they're both in the same boat. serious intellectual mindfuck for her. matchmaker's made you a match.
i openly voiced my virginity to my roommates and this other guy studying here the other time when we were walking to that bamboo grove aura (minus the psychedelic drug use). it was odd saying it out loud. perhaps i'll end up being the 40-year-old virgin as opposed to elliot since i prefer my asexuality and he prefers marriage. funny how things turn out. the non-christian ends up being the one in the group not having sex (w.r.t. premarital sex/abstinence). although i'm not really abstaining from food indulgence. so i'm a food whore. oh well.
so i told my parents that i wanted to take an extra year of school. they didn't argue with me. they were actually fine with it. so i can stay away from texas if i want. i'm not done with san francisco, not yet started with los angeles. i won't even be able to go for independence day because i have classes the day afterward. looks like i'll be spending another holiday by myself, but i've gotten used to it. right after christmas break, i went right back to houston and away from my parents to spend the rest of the school holiday. other holidays, i would go at the last possible minute so that i would only have to stay a day or two at home.
no wonder i'm the go-to person in the group when it comes to chinese restaurants. it's like there's a fucking beacon on me. besides being able to speak cantonese/mandarin, i go to any city and still manage to wander through the chinatown/street/ville and find locales of interest.
this one person passed by me as i was walking back to the university, and here's how the scenario played out:
guy: "do you know where the library is?"
me: "i think it's... actually i don't know where it is. i'm not from here."
g: "me neither."
if i had equipped better arsenal, this ideal situation would have occurred instead:
g: "do you know where the library is?"
me: "i think's it's... actual..." PSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!
g: "&*%^$# MY EYES!"
that'll teach him never to talk to strangers.
7.01.2007
waits for no one
blue eyes decrease gradually? oh no. well, in a couple hundred years i'll be dead and/or probably reincarnated in something that doesn't have to do with humans.
one thing i'm sure of from living with these people: i am SO glad i did not go to a public undergraduate university. people closed-minded by their morals and religion. this guy lambasts people who drives hummers because they're "harming the o-zone layer." then he goes around saying that he's going to buy a ferrari when he's 40 so that he can pick up young hot chicks. as if a ferrari doesn't do any more damage to the environment. yeah, he wants a ferrari, yet he claims he's not becoming a doctor for the money. BULL. SHIT. he also thinks that, just because my culture values respecting parents, i should do so. he thinks he knows everything i've been through because he's dating a Chinese girl from Beijing that isn't a 1st-generation chinese-american.
i texted clare today wondering if he'll be mired in NYC. still unknown. darn.
i walked 4-5 miles back and forth, just to eat at a KFC. then i texted janey. the workers were very congenial, although i think the asian guy had a queue/cue. one thing about that seafood restaurant- they knew how to fry the perfect, thin, breaded layer onto the seafood. as much as i like vietnamese sandwiches, i CANNOT stand the language. jesus, it sounds like my roommate's speaking in tongues accompanied with a constant piercing shrill.
i don't get it. i somehow manage to find gold out of trash. not that those streets are trash in any sense. i managed to find this bakery with the best cakes- MUCH better than the bakery store in houston's chinatown. what else. to-go dim sum stores, seafood restaurants, supermarkets. but the supermarkets don't have the indo mie that i was craving. i only found a shrimp indo mie (WITH soup) in one store. i must keep searching.
my christian roommate thinks people are punishable by death. he strictly believes in the eye-for-an-eye. LEAVE ME ALONE.
scarlet johansson (mmm) does tom waits (hmm). who's tom waits? that name sounds familiar for some reason.
i'd make out with peter o'toole's voice. ugh, and they even record the people applauding at the end of the pirated movie!
one thing i'm sure of from living with these people: i am SO glad i did not go to a public undergraduate university. people closed-minded by their morals and religion. this guy lambasts people who drives hummers because they're "harming the o-zone layer." then he goes around saying that he's going to buy a ferrari when he's 40 so that he can pick up young hot chicks. as if a ferrari doesn't do any more damage to the environment. yeah, he wants a ferrari, yet he claims he's not becoming a doctor for the money. BULL. SHIT. he also thinks that, just because my culture values respecting parents, i should do so. he thinks he knows everything i've been through because he's dating a Chinese girl from Beijing that isn't a 1st-generation chinese-american.
i texted clare today wondering if he'll be mired in NYC. still unknown. darn.
i walked 4-5 miles back and forth, just to eat at a KFC. then i texted janey. the workers were very congenial, although i think the asian guy had a queue/cue. one thing about that seafood restaurant- they knew how to fry the perfect, thin, breaded layer onto the seafood. as much as i like vietnamese sandwiches, i CANNOT stand the language. jesus, it sounds like my roommate's speaking in tongues accompanied with a constant piercing shrill.
i don't get it. i somehow manage to find gold out of trash. not that those streets are trash in any sense. i managed to find this bakery with the best cakes- MUCH better than the bakery store in houston's chinatown. what else. to-go dim sum stores, seafood restaurants, supermarkets. but the supermarkets don't have the indo mie that i was craving. i only found a shrimp indo mie (WITH soup) in one store. i must keep searching.
my christian roommate thinks people are punishable by death. he strictly believes in the eye-for-an-eye. LEAVE ME ALONE.
scarlet johansson (mmm) does tom waits (hmm). who's tom waits? that name sounds familiar for some reason.
i'd make out with peter o'toole's voice. ugh, and they even record the people applauding at the end of the pirated movie!
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