- Philippines
- China
- Uganda
PS I can count to 10 in 5 languages now... I think that's as far as it goes though. Arabic, Chinese, English, Spanish, Tagalog.
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Showing posts with label school. Show all posts
Thursday, April 22, 2010
I'm taking a poll
What should I do? Where should I go?
PS I can count to 10 in 5 languages now... I think that's as far as it goes though. Arabic, Chinese, English, Spanish, Tagalog.
PS I can count to 10 in 5 languages now... I think that's as far as it goes though. Arabic, Chinese, English, Spanish, Tagalog.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Insomnia, Insomnia
I haven't been able to fall asleep the last few nights and it's starting to bother me a lot. I'm tired during the day, can't sleep at night. All these thoughts fluttering across my brain and ideas across my eyelids when I close my eyes. It's ridiculous! I took a Tylenol PM yesterday, but I don't have any today and I figured I shouldn't start depending on drugs to fall asleep. But here I am. With my thoughts. Laying in bed. In the early AM.
Going abroad:
Applied to go to the Philippines.
In talks about working in an orphanage in Zimbabwe.
China is always an option.
Haven't heard back from Malawi.
Emailed someone about Uganda.
There's even an application to Tajikistan in there somewhere.
Pretty sure I've applied to more things that I should have.
BUT I still don't have a place to go yet.
Work:
I think about work a lot when I'm not there. Why? Cuz I can't leave things when I'm done at the end of my shift.
School:
Learning. Homework. I read a lot.
Panda-ness:
This is what I am calling it from now on, the Asian phase I'm in. Panda-ness. I am a insomniac panda right now. Sometimes I am a study panda. One time I wanted to be a stealth panda. Usually when I'm in the library, I'm a sad panda. Most days, I'm a busy panda. One of these days (hopefully this weekend), I'll be a lazy panda. See? Panda-ness. Complete with Chinese Pop music my mom brought back from China for me. LoOoOoOoVe.
Random Career Change?
Sometimes I wonder why I didn't go into Psychology. Become a Psychologist. Sounds very interesting. To understand or TRY to understand how the mind works. Fascinating. But then I would have to listen to people talk all day. Sometimes I'd be okay with that. Other days, I'd probably want to strangle my patients or send them to a mental hospital, so maybe this is a good sign. A sign that I wasn't supposed to go be a shrink.
Running:
I am trying. Aka once. No, wait. Twice. It's hard. My butt hurts. My feet are messed up. My kneecap hates me (popped it out in high school). I DID get new shoes. They are comfy and blue. I like blue running shoes. They inspire me. Other colors, not so much. Why? Because if I have to do something painful, like run. I better be able to do it with something on my feet that is pretty to look at when it sits in the corner of my room. You think I'm crazy? I don't care. It's my logic. Deal with it. I like pretty colored things.
Another Career:
Sometimes when I work at the store, I think it might have been fun to be a business major. Run a business. Etc etc etc. Maybe not though. What if you fail? Go bankrupt? Yea, that would be rough.
Vampires:
Twilight- dislike. Sorry whoever loves it, I don't. True Blood- wants to watch it. Vampire Diaries- like. Underworld movies with Kate Beckinsale- like. Buffy- Like. I am Legend- um scary. Ok so I think it boils down to me not liking Twilight. I'm sorry. I just don't find the movies as fascinatingly amazing as everyone else. As for my relationship with CW TV shows, you should know how I feel about One Tree Hill, so I'm sorry. But yes, I like Vampire Diaries. It's amusing and the boys are cute. Sue me.
As the hour drags close to... oh 2AM as I finish this word, I guess I should try closing my eyes again. Maybe I'll dream about blue-skinned vampires who are psychologists who are shrinking my head in a candy store in Tajikistan. Now that would be fun.
Going abroad:
Applied to go to the Philippines.
In talks about working in an orphanage in Zimbabwe.
China is always an option.
Haven't heard back from Malawi.
Emailed someone about Uganda.
There's even an application to Tajikistan in there somewhere.
Pretty sure I've applied to more things that I should have.
BUT I still don't have a place to go yet.
Work:
I think about work a lot when I'm not there. Why? Cuz I can't leave things when I'm done at the end of my shift.
School:
Learning. Homework. I read a lot.
Panda-ness:
This is what I am calling it from now on, the Asian phase I'm in. Panda-ness. I am a insomniac panda right now. Sometimes I am a study panda. One time I wanted to be a stealth panda. Usually when I'm in the library, I'm a sad panda. Most days, I'm a busy panda. One of these days (hopefully this weekend), I'll be a lazy panda. See? Panda-ness. Complete with Chinese Pop music my mom brought back from China for me. LoOoOoOoVe.
Random Career Change?
Sometimes I wonder why I didn't go into Psychology. Become a Psychologist. Sounds very interesting. To understand or TRY to understand how the mind works. Fascinating. But then I would have to listen to people talk all day. Sometimes I'd be okay with that. Other days, I'd probably want to strangle my patients or send them to a mental hospital, so maybe this is a good sign. A sign that I wasn't supposed to go be a shrink.
Running:
I am trying. Aka once. No, wait. Twice. It's hard. My butt hurts. My feet are messed up. My kneecap hates me (popped it out in high school). I DID get new shoes. They are comfy and blue. I like blue running shoes. They inspire me. Other colors, not so much. Why? Because if I have to do something painful, like run. I better be able to do it with something on my feet that is pretty to look at when it sits in the corner of my room. You think I'm crazy? I don't care. It's my logic. Deal with it. I like pretty colored things.
Another Career:
Sometimes when I work at the store, I think it might have been fun to be a business major. Run a business. Etc etc etc. Maybe not though. What if you fail? Go bankrupt? Yea, that would be rough.
Vampires:
Twilight- dislike. Sorry whoever loves it, I don't. True Blood- wants to watch it. Vampire Diaries- like. Underworld movies with Kate Beckinsale- like. Buffy- Like. I am Legend- um scary. Ok so I think it boils down to me not liking Twilight. I'm sorry. I just don't find the movies as fascinatingly amazing as everyone else. As for my relationship with CW TV shows, you should know how I feel about One Tree Hill, so I'm sorry. But yes, I like Vampire Diaries. It's amusing and the boys are cute. Sue me.
As the hour drags close to... oh 2AM as I finish this word, I guess I should try closing my eyes again. Maybe I'll dream about blue-skinned vampires who are psychologists who are shrinking my head in a candy store in Tajikistan. Now that would be fun.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Law, Sleep, Bathrooms, Sushi... Can I be more random?
My destiny will never lead me to be a lawyer. I am currently studying for my Health Law midterm. It is all G.I.B.B.E.R.I.S.H. I'm serious. This doesn't make sense. It's a completely different language. Give me biology, chemistry, foreign languages any day. This stuff is like #@*(&&^@#)#@$^*&# to me.
I now have a complete inability to wake up in the morning. I miss the mornings where I could just roll out of bed and get going. Like an energizer bunny.... Or when I had a human alarm clock to kick me out of bed. These days I just lay there, sleep through alarm clocks, and stare angrily at my phone.
A thought: guys have it so easy when it comes to going to the bathroom. This thought occurred to me at work yesterday. I was in the bathroom and decided, why not use one of those silly toilet covers. Pulled one out. Put it down. Turned around... then turned back around. And it had fallen into the toilet. #($&^@! Seriously, guys can just stand there and go. Girls have to pop a squat and work on their thigh muscles. OR just sit on the grossness of a toilet OR use a toilet cover (either ready-made or impromptu toilet paper). Why is it so difficult for us to go?! I can tie this into the time I was in the hospital. Bed pans? Psh, don't know how to use those. Guys just have this lovely thing they can just use and relieve themselves. I had to push a call button, get a nurse, go, and have her help me throughout the entire process. Female anatomy is difficult sometimes...
Best work shift last night: discounted sushi and free Chai Latte. Gotta love fellow employee camaraderie. Mmmm sushi. Spicy Tuna Roll me!
This is my attempt at not studying law anymore... but it isn't working. The gibberish is pulling me back in... probably because I'm worried I'm going to fail my exam. Wish me luck!
I now have a complete inability to wake up in the morning. I miss the mornings where I could just roll out of bed and get going. Like an energizer bunny.... Or when I had a human alarm clock to kick me out of bed. These days I just lay there, sleep through alarm clocks, and stare angrily at my phone.
A thought: guys have it so easy when it comes to going to the bathroom. This thought occurred to me at work yesterday. I was in the bathroom and decided, why not use one of those silly toilet covers. Pulled one out. Put it down. Turned around... then turned back around. And it had fallen into the toilet. #($&^@! Seriously, guys can just stand there and go. Girls have to pop a squat and work on their thigh muscles. OR just sit on the grossness of a toilet OR use a toilet cover (either ready-made or impromptu toilet paper). Why is it so difficult for us to go?! I can tie this into the time I was in the hospital. Bed pans? Psh, don't know how to use those. Guys just have this lovely thing they can just use and relieve themselves. I had to push a call button, get a nurse, go, and have her help me throughout the entire process. Female anatomy is difficult sometimes...
Best work shift last night: discounted sushi and free Chai Latte. Gotta love fellow employee camaraderie. Mmmm sushi. Spicy Tuna Roll me!
This is my attempt at not studying law anymore... but it isn't working. The gibberish is pulling me back in... probably because I'm worried I'm going to fail my exam. Wish me luck!
Sunday, February 28, 2010
A lazy Sunday which really shouldn't be that lazy
Current Fav Study Jams:
Kid Cudi's "Pursuit of Happiness" and "Make Her Say"
Wang Lee Hom's "Hua Tian Cuo" and "Wei Yi"
Miike Snow's "Animal," "Black and Blue," and "In Search Of"
Okay, here's the thing, I was supposed to study all weekend and get as much Health Law and Medical Systems information into my head as possible. That hasn't happened. Instead... I am applying to go to Malawi for a year, made a new friend, and found some great new jams. I am in serious trouble. But I am not that worried. I've come to the conclusion that I'm just not going to care about grades as much this semester. It is what it is. I need to enjoy life along with school and if that means not getting straight A's... I think I'll live.
Extreme dislike: people who can't understand that girls and boys can just be friends without any desire for anything more. Just because you're of the opposite sex, it doesn't mean you guys are going to go at it like rabbits automatically. Friendship- there is such a thing between girls and guys.
PS Texts from last night- great reading for procrastination. And makes you laugh uncontrollably.
Kid Cudi's "Pursuit of Happiness" and "Make Her Say"
Wang Lee Hom's "Hua Tian Cuo" and "Wei Yi"
Miike Snow's "Animal," "Black and Blue," and "In Search Of"
Okay, here's the thing, I was supposed to study all weekend and get as much Health Law and Medical Systems information into my head as possible. That hasn't happened. Instead... I am applying to go to Malawi for a year, made a new friend, and found some great new jams. I am in serious trouble. But I am not that worried. I've come to the conclusion that I'm just not going to care about grades as much this semester. It is what it is. I need to enjoy life along with school and if that means not getting straight A's... I think I'll live.
Extreme dislike: people who can't understand that girls and boys can just be friends without any desire for anything more. Just because you're of the opposite sex, it doesn't mean you guys are going to go at it like rabbits automatically. Friendship- there is such a thing between girls and guys.
PS Texts from last night- great reading for procrastination. And makes you laugh uncontrollably.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Asian Sensation
I am trying to come fully into my Asian-ness. And you're wondering how I am going about this? I am embracing Chinese pop music aka C-pop. AND I find one of them rather attractive. His name is Wang Lee Hom. And yes, I find him rather attractive. It's a first. Yes, it's okay. Breathe, pick your jaw up off the floor. He's a popstar. It's like thinking Justin Timberlake is cute. So I've been studying and jamming out to my C-pop. Embracing the Asian-ness. Before you know it, I'll be a real Asian.
I'm also thinking about spending Chinese New Year in Taiwan next year. That would be a culminating Asian experience, filled with family fun and great food! We'll see if it pans out.
Tea. All about my tea. It is the best way to start off a morning. Harney & Sons Paris tea. Great black tea that makes my morning so much easier to wake up to. Along with some Jessica's Pan Rustica. Yes, there is bread named after me. Or I was named after bread. But it's so delicious. Some people like it with butter. I still don't like butter, so I like it plain. Plain toast with my tea. So great!
I would just like to share that I just tried to open a screw top wine with a cork screw... I am so brilliant. Tehehe.
Fake boobs: How do we feel? I feel you should do what makes you happy. It's your body. Do what you want.
Africa- here I come. At least I think so. Application for country by South Africa = Done. Plans for other countries if I don't get it = in motion. If I go to China rather than Africa, I'd be okay with that too. But let's keep our fingers crossed for Africa. The other side of the Atlantic Ocean sounds so appealing right now. Someone, please take me! (I'd like a little money help too... that'd help out a poor grad student...)
Anyone want to go with me to Australia? There are beaches and sun, I promise. I need a vacation. Midterms make me want to subject myself to Chinese Needle Torture... (not quite at the level as the Breast Ripper...)
Good night!
I'm also thinking about spending Chinese New Year in Taiwan next year. That would be a culminating Asian experience, filled with family fun and great food! We'll see if it pans out.
Tea. All about my tea. It is the best way to start off a morning. Harney & Sons Paris tea. Great black tea that makes my morning so much easier to wake up to. Along with some Jessica's Pan Rustica. Yes, there is bread named after me. Or I was named after bread. But it's so delicious. Some people like it with butter. I still don't like butter, so I like it plain. Plain toast with my tea. So great!
I would just like to share that I just tried to open a screw top wine with a cork screw... I am so brilliant. Tehehe.
Fake boobs: How do we feel? I feel you should do what makes you happy. It's your body. Do what you want.
Africa- here I come. At least I think so. Application for country by South Africa = Done. Plans for other countries if I don't get it = in motion. If I go to China rather than Africa, I'd be okay with that too. But let's keep our fingers crossed for Africa. The other side of the Atlantic Ocean sounds so appealing right now. Someone, please take me! (I'd like a little money help too... that'd help out a poor grad student...)
Anyone want to go with me to Australia? There are beaches and sun, I promise. I need a vacation. Midterms make me want to subject myself to Chinese Needle Torture... (not quite at the level as the Breast Ripper...)
Good night!
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
All-nighter
There is nothing like sitting up at 3:30am and writing a disaster of a paper on a humanitarian disaster. I'm so screwed for finishing this paper... I have about 5.5 hours left before I need to turn it in and right now I just need a mental break to type things not pertaining to my paper. Thus the blogging. I haven't pulled this late of a night in a few years. It's pretty mind-blowing. I'm not actually that tired- more worried about the grade I'm going to get on this paper. Tomorrow I will worry about sleep. I probably won't be able to function properly. Oh wait, by tomorrow, I mean today. When the sun comes up.
At one point in time, I had all these witty things to say on the blog. Thoughts I wanted to share. And as of right now, my mind is mud. NO idea what I was planning on writing. At least my sentences are mostly real sentences... nouns, verbs, etc. I haven't completely failed out of the English language quite yet. Soon though. Probably in another 12 hours, I will turn into a comatose thing. Yes a thing... there should be a better word to put after "comatose" but I can't think of one right now. My iTunes has cycled through some of the most random songs... for example: Avril is singing right now. Haven't heard her in a while.
One thought... oh wait, I lost it. Never mind. Brain officially fried. Mmmmkay... I guess I should go back to writing. See? This semester is keeeeeeelllllllling me. Maybe if I hadn't worked all weekend, I would have been able to find time to write this freaking paper.
What tastes good at 3:30 in the morning?
At one point in time, I had all these witty things to say on the blog. Thoughts I wanted to share. And as of right now, my mind is mud. NO idea what I was planning on writing. At least my sentences are mostly real sentences... nouns, verbs, etc. I haven't completely failed out of the English language quite yet. Soon though. Probably in another 12 hours, I will turn into a comatose thing. Yes a thing... there should be a better word to put after "comatose" but I can't think of one right now. My iTunes has cycled through some of the most random songs... for example: Avril is singing right now. Haven't heard her in a while.
One thought... oh wait, I lost it. Never mind. Brain officially fried. Mmmmkay... I guess I should go back to writing. See? This semester is keeeeeeelllllllling me. Maybe if I hadn't worked all weekend, I would have been able to find time to write this freaking paper.
What tastes good at 3:30 in the morning?
Monday, January 18, 2010
A Sound Bite
Yesterday I saw a guy who looked exactly like Russell Brand. Except this guy was Asian. So just picture Russell Brand and make him Asian. And there you have it! It was uncanny and amazing at the same time.
Well, I haven't had a day off work since I got back last Sunday. So I'm a little exhausted. Already behind in school- I'm 1 week in. It's going to be a long semester. A life-draining, soul-sucking, energy-depleting semester of work and school. I pray that it's worth it and that I'm alive in May.
I really have nothing new to say other than that... so I think I will now do homework
Well, I haven't had a day off work since I got back last Sunday. So I'm a little exhausted. Already behind in school- I'm 1 week in. It's going to be a long semester. A life-draining, soul-sucking, energy-depleting semester of work and school. I pray that it's worth it and that I'm alive in May.
I really have nothing new to say other than that... so I think I will now do homework
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Mohawks, Mojo, and Much More
On my way back to this side of the US, I saw this kid on my flight. He had the most impressive mohawk going. And managed not to ruin it the entire flight. THEN as we left the plane, he put on this great hat. It had a hole cut down the center to accommodate his mohawk. How crazy yet cool is that?! I was pretty impressed. With the hair, the hat, and his entire get-up. Pretty sweet. PS he was Asian. And no, I didn't find him attractive.
It's back to the grind here. Back to school... back to reading more than I ever want to. And back to the insomnia. I am currently unable to fall asleep. It sucks. I lay here and just think. Mind racing all over the place. I can't ever seem to quiet down. Too many things to do, to plan... tomorrow is always another day. I don't get a day off of work until next Saturday... I just hope my mojo can last that long.
Current favorite song: Brooklyn by Wakey!Wakey! (yes it rocks)
Current favorite class: the one I have from 9-12 Monday, Wednesday, Friday. It's great, but it's also going to kill me.
Current favorite pastime: finding new recipes that I will probably never make
Current favorite CD: Ben Folds' Rockin' the Suburbs (yes it is still that fantastic)
My thoughts go out to the earthquake victims in Haiti. Can't wait to see how the Proposition 8 trial turns out. Seoul made it on New York Times' 31 Places to Go in 2010 list. Maybe I will venture that way this year. And finally, the BBC has told me that UK experts say having a large butt, hips, and thighs is good for my health. Does that mean I can stop working out?
It's back to the grind here. Back to school... back to reading more than I ever want to. And back to the insomnia. I am currently unable to fall asleep. It sucks. I lay here and just think. Mind racing all over the place. I can't ever seem to quiet down. Too many things to do, to plan... tomorrow is always another day. I don't get a day off of work until next Saturday... I just hope my mojo can last that long.
Current favorite song: Brooklyn by Wakey!Wakey! (yes it rocks)
Current favorite class: the one I have from 9-12 Monday, Wednesday, Friday. It's great, but it's also going to kill me.
Current favorite pastime: finding new recipes that I will probably never make
Current favorite CD: Ben Folds' Rockin' the Suburbs (yes it is still that fantastic)
My thoughts go out to the earthquake victims in Haiti. Can't wait to see how the Proposition 8 trial turns out. Seoul made it on New York Times' 31 Places to Go in 2010 list. Maybe I will venture that way this year. And finally, the BBC has told me that UK experts say having a large butt, hips, and thighs is good for my health. Does that mean I can stop working out?
Friday, January 8, 2010
Feeling like P Diddy...
Favorite upbeat song right now: Tik Tok by Kesha. Pretty sure I'm going to try to wake up to that song every morning to see if I do wake up feeling like P Diddy after hearing her sing it. I find it weird how some songs have the most absurd lyrics but are still so freakishly catchy.
Today is my last full day in Wisconsin, I fly back to that place over to the East tomorrow afternoon. (sniff) And then I start school... I'm not looking forward to it at all. I will probably die slowly and have an aneurysm by the time this semester is over. If I'm still alive in early May, I am going on a solid vacation where I can just sleep and relax.
There's so much snow. It's like living in a crazy winter wonderland where I'm scared to death to drive because let's think about it. I drive like 3 weeks a year, when I'm in Wisconsin. Other than that, I walk and take public transportation (which I have a love-hate relationship with). So the driving in snow/bad roads thing gives me nightmares.
Speaking of dreams/nightmares, I dreamed I was flying to Germany last night and I forgot my carry-on on the flight from Milwaukee to Chicago. I totally freaked out and woke up thinking I was going to forget something when I fly back to school. I wonder what that dream means... sometimes I think dreams don't mean anything. Then other times, they are a blatant indication of things I'm thinking about. I need a dream-teller... dream-explainer... you know, someone to tell me what my dreams mean. I wonder if it's kind of like fortune telling...
So my little sisters go to their friends' birthday parties and I marvel at what gets given as gifts these days. Gift cards to clothing stores... really? For my birthday, back when I was young, I had all these cool things that I wanted. I received some pretty spiffy stuff and went to some birthday parties where other people received superbly cool stuff. Parties back in the day were so much better than they are now... maybe that's because I hail from the 90's.
FOR EXAMPLE:
Today is my last full day in Wisconsin, I fly back to that place over to the East tomorrow afternoon. (sniff) And then I start school... I'm not looking forward to it at all. I will probably die slowly and have an aneurysm by the time this semester is over. If I'm still alive in early May, I am going on a solid vacation where I can just sleep and relax.
There's so much snow. It's like living in a crazy winter wonderland where I'm scared to death to drive because let's think about it. I drive like 3 weeks a year, when I'm in Wisconsin. Other than that, I walk and take public transportation (which I have a love-hate relationship with). So the driving in snow/bad roads thing gives me nightmares.
Speaking of dreams/nightmares, I dreamed I was flying to Germany last night and I forgot my carry-on on the flight from Milwaukee to Chicago. I totally freaked out and woke up thinking I was going to forget something when I fly back to school. I wonder what that dream means... sometimes I think dreams don't mean anything. Then other times, they are a blatant indication of things I'm thinking about. I need a dream-teller... dream-explainer... you know, someone to tell me what my dreams mean. I wonder if it's kind of like fortune telling...
So my little sisters go to their friends' birthday parties and I marvel at what gets given as gifts these days. Gift cards to clothing stores... really? For my birthday, back when I was young, I had all these cool things that I wanted. I received some pretty spiffy stuff and went to some birthday parties where other people received superbly cool stuff. Parties back in the day were so much better than they are now... maybe that's because I hail from the 90's.
FOR EXAMPLE:
- Bop-it: Probably one of my favs... I wonder what that would be like to play with drunk now... probably awesome. Maybe I'll have to hunt one down to give it a whirl.
- Furbies: My music teacher in grade school had a furby that he would sit on the top of his piano during class. What a weird invention... I never had one. Back in the day, I wish I did... not so much any more.
- Beanie Babies: Okay, these toys were supposed to be worth "soooo much money." They were bean bags that had heads and tails sewed onto them. What a weird thing to have people obsess about.
- Pokemon vs Digimon: still haven't figured out the difference, nor do I really care.
- Fairy Winkles: Does anyone remember what these things are? I had 3 fairy winkles... or did I have the Wee Winkles... who knows. They were so cute! A little strange, but a fun toy.
- Polly Pocket: My absolute favorite toy as a kid. Now if you think about it, it's definitely a chocking hazard. But I loved them. I had so many... and I'm pretty sure my parents still have them all stored somewhere. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G. toy. I swear by that toy
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Finals and things
In grad school, there are still these silly annoyances called Finals and Exams. I have to take a few. Write a few papers. Do all that scholarly stuff to prove I've learned something this semester. Honestly, I could care less right now. And my studying has proven to reflect my feelings. I have this problem... it's called procrastination. Even at the last minute, I still can't get the urge to study for one of my finals. Ahhh well. That's okay. I'll be fine. Plus Grades Don't Matter. Right?! Yep, that's what I thought.
In my procrastination adventures, I have found the texts from last night website very amusing. I also like to download music and seek out new artists. Currently, I love Anjulie. Her song "Rain," I love. "Boom" is pretty fun too. I also spend quality time on celebrity websites. It is unfortunate that they live under these microscopes... but it is for my pleasure and procrastination, so I can't help but enjoy it.
I fly back to the wonderful Midwest in 6 days. Yippee!! I will be seeing all my wonderful lovelies soon enough. I cannot wait to be able to sleep for a straight 18 hours without getting disturbed. Okay... Dumb-dumb might bug me a little, but I can handle her. (Yes, that's what I call our cat.) I can't wait to go home.
In my procrastination adventures, I have found the texts from last night website very amusing. I also like to download music and seek out new artists. Currently, I love Anjulie. Her song "Rain," I love. "Boom" is pretty fun too. I also spend quality time on celebrity websites. It is unfortunate that they live under these microscopes... but it is for my pleasure and procrastination, so I can't help but enjoy it.
I fly back to the wonderful Midwest in 6 days. Yippee!! I will be seeing all my wonderful lovelies soon enough. I cannot wait to be able to sleep for a straight 18 hours without getting disturbed. Okay... Dumb-dumb might bug me a little, but I can handle her. (Yes, that's what I call our cat.) I can't wait to go home.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Dreams...
Are dreams our subconsciousness talking to us while we sleep? Or are dreams just crazy nonsense? I sure wish I could figure this out. Sometimes I have crazy dreams that I never want to have come true. I have dreams that are nightmares that make me want to die. Then there are the dreams that I wish would come true and I want to stay in the dream forever. I wish I had a dream genie who could make certain dreams come true. No, I don't want the dream about me running down my elementary school hallway naked to come true. And no, I don't want the dream of me getting sucked into the rapids of the Nile, drowning to death, to come true either. But some dreams would be nice. Like the time I win $100 million dollars and don't know what to do with all the money. Or... well you know... if you know me well enough, I bet you know what dreams I really want to come true. Especially now...
Finals are steadily approaching. I am almost done with my 1st semester of grad school. Hallelujah! Huzzah! Hooray! Let's just hope I pass. Because with the glasses of wine and rum/cokes I've been having at night... let's just say I haven't been very productive. But sometimes they're so nice and comforting after a long ass day of work and class and work and class AND work.
PS I am l.o.v.i.n.g. my Diet Sierra Mist Cranberry Splash. Totally worth it. Makes my day worth waking up for. And walking home for. Now if I could get some vodka to add to it, my life would be x2 better.
PPS I prefer Firefox to Internet Explorer.
PPPS I don't know how to go to bed early. NO matter how tired I am. It's weird.
Finals are steadily approaching. I am almost done with my 1st semester of grad school. Hallelujah! Huzzah! Hooray! Let's just hope I pass. Because with the glasses of wine and rum/cokes I've been having at night... let's just say I haven't been very productive. But sometimes they're so nice and comforting after a long ass day of work and class and work and class AND work.
PS I am l.o.v.i.n.g. my Diet Sierra Mist Cranberry Splash. Totally worth it. Makes my day worth waking up for. And walking home for. Now if I could get some vodka to add to it, my life would be x2 better.
PPS I prefer Firefox to Internet Explorer.
PPPS I don't know how to go to bed early. NO matter how tired I am. It's weird.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Thanksgiving wrap-up
Thanksgiving story: my family bought a bottle of wine. First bottle of wine for Thanksgiving. EVER. It was only 1 bottle, but still. It was some wine. Problem: no wine opener in the house. Yes, I live in a dry house... except for the vodka my mom cooks with. So there was no way to open this bottle of wine. We tried using a Swiss army knife's bottle opener- no luck. We tried Googling "How to open a bottle of wine without a wine opener." I tried the screw and hammer technique. Stick a screw into the cork, use the hammer's nail prying end and pull... It didn't work. After much sadness (on my part), we finally pushed the cork into the bottle. The wine was good and it was well worth the effort.
Black Friday morning- 4am, I joined the other crazies on the shopping excursions. JCPenney provided me with the yearly Disney snowglobe. I didn't really buy much, but I enjoyed the neurotic atmosphere of people buying tons of shit.
I am so full. I think I ate my weight in food these past few days. I should not eat again for a very long time. Now on to homework doing... Curse my public health writing class. It is taking over my life and it's driving me a little nutty. HATE HOMEWORK RIGHT NOW. All I want to do is watch a movie and take a nap.
Brilliant Idea: Do not eat again until winter break. I will never become unfull unless I don't eat for 3 weeks.
I am so full. I think I ate my weight in food these past few days. I should not eat again for a very long time. Now on to homework doing... Curse my public health writing class. It is taking over my life and it's driving me a little nutty. HATE HOMEWORK RIGHT NOW. All I want to do is watch a movie and take a nap.
Brilliant Idea: Do not eat again until winter break. I will never become unfull unless I don't eat for 3 weeks.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Rated at least PG-13
It turns out that no matter how I try, I can never stop being a night owl. I seem to work best when the rest of the world is sleeping. I've been told this is bad for my body, my skin... just about my everything, but tell that to my brain!
You are forewarned that this post was done at 1am and is rated at least PG-13, probably more along the lines of R.
Again, you are warned that this is me in full effect...
I realized today that I chose the right field to pursue a career in. If you know me well, you know that one of my favorite topics of discussion is sex. Just plain, honest sex. Don't hold back, as dirty as you can get, sex. I like things that make people squirm uncomfortable. I like honesty. Think about it though, sex is as honest as it gets (unless you're getting raped and that's a whole other topic or if you lie your way into the actual action or a whole number of things... I guess I'm talking more about the actual action of doing so if you're doing it with someone you like/love/whatever). If you're completely in action, sex is honest. You're naked, completely exposed, vulnerable... People, it's all out there to be seen. Hello skin! (Well... unless it's pitch black and you're just grabbing at things...) Overall nothing to hide. I like it!
Okay, you're probably reading this and going: oh Jess...
Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know... But really, it's not my fault. I've been flipping back and forth through this book called The Wisdom of Whores: Bureaucrats, Brothels, and The Business of AIDS. Writing a critical book review for one of my classes... I've written paragraph after paragraph about safe sex, anal sex, oral sex, bodily fluids, gay, straight (okay there's the occasional intravenous drug user and dirty needle bit thrown in there)... reread parts of the book, reread parts of the paper... for the most part: sex sex sex... ALL DAY LONG. Welcome to the Field of Public Health. Turns out we're not afraid to talk/write about anything and I'm writing a paper about sex that will make up about 50% of my grade.
**Disclaimer**no ACTUAL action going on here, just keyboard typing**
You are forewarned that this post was done at 1am and is rated at least PG-13, probably more along the lines of R.
Again, you are warned that this is me in full effect...
I realized today that I chose the right field to pursue a career in. If you know me well, you know that one of my favorite topics of discussion is sex. Just plain, honest sex. Don't hold back, as dirty as you can get, sex. I like things that make people squirm uncomfortable. I like honesty. Think about it though, sex is as honest as it gets (unless you're getting raped and that's a whole other topic or if you lie your way into the actual action or a whole number of things... I guess I'm talking more about the actual action of doing so if you're doing it with someone you like/love/whatever). If you're completely in action, sex is honest. You're naked, completely exposed, vulnerable... People, it's all out there to be seen. Hello skin! (Well... unless it's pitch black and you're just grabbing at things...) Overall nothing to hide. I like it!
Okay, you're probably reading this and going: oh Jess...
Yeah, yeah, yeah... I know... But really, it's not my fault. I've been flipping back and forth through this book called The Wisdom of Whores: Bureaucrats, Brothels, and The Business of AIDS. Writing a critical book review for one of my classes... I've written paragraph after paragraph about safe sex, anal sex, oral sex, bodily fluids, gay, straight (okay there's the occasional intravenous drug user and dirty needle bit thrown in there)... reread parts of the book, reread parts of the paper... for the most part: sex sex sex... ALL DAY LONG. Welcome to the Field of Public Health. Turns out we're not afraid to talk/write about anything and I'm writing a paper about sex that will make up about 50% of my grade.
**Disclaimer**no ACTUAL action going on here, just keyboard typing**
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Estrogen Fest!
The public health program I'm in is probably 90% female. Okay, maybe a little less, but it is definitely female dominated. So guys, if you want really great odds in your field of work right now, do public health. It's a little intense for me, coming from the girl who used to solely see approximately 3 guys on a daily basis. But I'm slowly getting used to it. It's easier to get used to than hanging out with a whole group of Asians!
Last night a girl held a potluck dinner at her house and had about a dozen girls from the program over. It was actually a lot of fun. There was food and wine and lots of talking. But I think my favorite part of the night was the sex talk. Don't ask me how we got into it (it was probably my fault). But we discussed glow-in-the-dark condoms, the vibrating ring, and birth control. It was hilarious and probably one of the more relaxing conversations I've had in a while. Now let me tell you, having a dozen or so girls in one room talking at one time is quite entertaining. The more wine you give us, the more animated we seem to get. I had a really good time though.
Now onto a day of homework doing...
Last night a girl held a potluck dinner at her house and had about a dozen girls from the program over. It was actually a lot of fun. There was food and wine and lots of talking. But I think my favorite part of the night was the sex talk. Don't ask me how we got into it (it was probably my fault). But we discussed glow-in-the-dark condoms, the vibrating ring, and birth control. It was hilarious and probably one of the more relaxing conversations I've had in a while. Now let me tell you, having a dozen or so girls in one room talking at one time is quite entertaining. The more wine you give us, the more animated we seem to get. I had a really good time though.
Now onto a day of homework doing...
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Short and Sweet
After going out Friday night, I had 2.5 drinks and woke up with a major hangover. My liver is regressing even more and my tolerance is nil. That's just embarrassing. I should have SOME tolerance. I'm a Badger for goodness sake! But no... I can't hold my liquor at all.
I spent some time yesterday with my roommate in Cambridge and can I just say, it's gorgeous over there. All those Harvard students looking all prepping makes me wrinkle my nose a little in disgust. BUT the area is amazingly beautiful. I'd want to move out there sometime. Maybe. I'm getting used to our semi-scary corner of the city. It's not as intimidating anymore. I usually just throw on my ipod and sunglasses and am out the door.
Today I plan on doing lots of homework. Boo. But it must be done!
I spent some time yesterday with my roommate in Cambridge and can I just say, it's gorgeous over there. All those Harvard students looking all prepping makes me wrinkle my nose a little in disgust. BUT the area is amazingly beautiful. I'd want to move out there sometime. Maybe. I'm getting used to our semi-scary corner of the city. It's not as intimidating anymore. I usually just throw on my ipod and sunglasses and am out the door.
Today I plan on doing lots of homework. Boo. But it must be done!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
First Day of Grad School
Today is my first day of school! I'm not nearly as excited as I thought I'd be, but I think that's due to the fact that I have had to do over 100 pages of reading before class even started. It's unbelievable that I am back in school. I just graduated!!! But I am now studying something I find more interesting and will be more useful to me in my career. It doesn't feel like the first day of school because I don't have class until 6pm. Yes, 6pm... then I will sit in a lecture hall for 2 hours. Doesn't that just sound delightful? Note the sarcasm. We'll see if I can make it through Day 1 without falling asleep in class.
I'm really hoping to finish this degree in a year and a half. But I also really want to study abroad. We have a program at school where I can get all the credits I take abroad to go toward my degree. It's in the Philippines. I've never been there and I heard the program is pretty tough. But I think it would be an amazing experience and something I wouldn't regret. I'm planning on doing that next winter. Then there is a final "thing" we have to do for our degree and people say it's not easy to do it if I were abroad... but I think I'm going to try. Finishing in 3 semesters would save money (tuition is brutal here) and then I could go on my merry way, toward my actual career.
Wish me good luck in my first class! And just hope grad school isn't as hard as I'm expecting it to be!
I'm really hoping to finish this degree in a year and a half. But I also really want to study abroad. We have a program at school where I can get all the credits I take abroad to go toward my degree. It's in the Philippines. I've never been there and I heard the program is pretty tough. But I think it would be an amazing experience and something I wouldn't regret. I'm planning on doing that next winter. Then there is a final "thing" we have to do for our degree and people say it's not easy to do it if I were abroad... but I think I'm going to try. Finishing in 3 semesters would save money (tuition is brutal here) and then I could go on my merry way, toward my actual career.
Wish me good luck in my first class! And just hope grad school isn't as hard as I'm expecting it to be!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Bouncing nerves
So the last 2 days have been orientation for my grad school program. I am slightly overwhelmed. It's hard learning the info and details about a new school, its system, policies, etc. I'm pretty tired and worried about all the stuff I need to get done before classes start Wednesday. It seems like there's going to be a lot of reading involved for homework and class projects. I know I just graduated, so I should know how to do school still and all. But I'm a little nervous that grad school is a lot different from undergrad. I don't think I'll be able to procrastinate and slack as much. On top of that, I still desperately need a job... so money is one of the top things on my list of things to be worried about.
There are so many things to be worried about that it's hard to enjoy this beautiful city I've moved to now. Everywhere I look I wonder, "can I get a job there?" rather than "that's so cool" or "it's amazing." I feel like I'm whining constantly and am starting to feel stupid. I just hope it's not as bad as I think.
There are so many things to be worried about that it's hard to enjoy this beautiful city I've moved to now. Everywhere I look I wonder, "can I get a job there?" rather than "that's so cool" or "it's amazing." I feel like I'm whining constantly and am starting to feel stupid. I just hope it's not as bad as I think.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
A Chapter In My Life Is Coming To An End
Sometimes I can’t help but marvel. After 4 years of college, I am still working a job that could be done by a robot. I am essentially an office worker bee. Can I just say it’s frustrating and boring me to tears? I’m pretty sure I have more brain cells, brain power, and overall intelligence to do something more than type information into a database, sort and send out mail, and do mundane tasks that my boss doesn’t feel like doing on her own. I have to keep telling myself: 3 more weeks until it’s over. BUT it is some good experience- letters of rec, you know? And it’s true; I have 3 more weeks until I move out of my apartment. I’m going to move to my parents’ home for a little less than a week and then I’m leaving the Midwest!! The knowledge that I’m moving away from the only state I’ve ever considered home has been slowly sinking in, but I don’t think it has fully hit me yet. Maybe once I’m actually moved into my new apartment (which I’m paying a horrifying amount of money for), it’ll hit me. And knowing myself, it’ll probably hit me on the head with the same feeling as if a sledgehammer landed on me. Then I’ll probably finally figure it out that I’m officially moving on to a new chapter of my life, one I will title: Grad School.
In life, most of us have the standard chapters: Elementary School, Middle School, High School, and College. After college though, everyone’s chapters start to differ. Actually people’s chapters usually start to change after high school, but for generalization purposes, I’ll say college (of any sort). After graduating college, some people go on to join the workforce, others take a year off from school before returning again (working, running around the world, or just relaxing for a while), while still others jump right into more school. I would fit into the last category. I can’t say I’m completely happy with this decision, but it is a means to an end. I would love to take some time off, travel and learn different things that aren’t always taught within the confined 4 walls of a classroom. But I’m still not stepping outside the boundaries set by… oh let’s say, my parents… quite yet. They seem to have this idea that right after college, I should go to grad school in order to keep the momentum going. After a long of thinking about it, I decided not to fight them. It wasn’t worth it. (If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my family and how to deal with them, I know when it’s smarter and easier to just not start the fight.) Plus, I knew what I wanted to go to grad school for and they would be willing to help me out a little financially. Thus I will be attending grad school in the fall. The one decision I made for myself was to leave the comfort zone of the familiar Midwest. I decided to spread my wings a little and try living somewhere completely new for a while. Maybe I’ll love it, maybe I’ll hate it, but at least I’ll be able to look back and say I tried it.
We’ll have to see what I have to say after a month of classes- maybe I will be freaking out and will look back on this post and say, “Psh, biggest mistake ever.” Or I could possible say, “I love it here! Best decision ever.” Guess I’ll have to wait and see.
In life, most of us have the standard chapters: Elementary School, Middle School, High School, and College. After college though, everyone’s chapters start to differ. Actually people’s chapters usually start to change after high school, but for generalization purposes, I’ll say college (of any sort). After graduating college, some people go on to join the workforce, others take a year off from school before returning again (working, running around the world, or just relaxing for a while), while still others jump right into more school. I would fit into the last category. I can’t say I’m completely happy with this decision, but it is a means to an end. I would love to take some time off, travel and learn different things that aren’t always taught within the confined 4 walls of a classroom. But I’m still not stepping outside the boundaries set by… oh let’s say, my parents… quite yet. They seem to have this idea that right after college, I should go to grad school in order to keep the momentum going. After a long of thinking about it, I decided not to fight them. It wasn’t worth it. (If there’s one thing I’ve learned about my family and how to deal with them, I know when it’s smarter and easier to just not start the fight.) Plus, I knew what I wanted to go to grad school for and they would be willing to help me out a little financially. Thus I will be attending grad school in the fall. The one decision I made for myself was to leave the comfort zone of the familiar Midwest. I decided to spread my wings a little and try living somewhere completely new for a while. Maybe I’ll love it, maybe I’ll hate it, but at least I’ll be able to look back and say I tried it.
We’ll have to see what I have to say after a month of classes- maybe I will be freaking out and will look back on this post and say, “Psh, biggest mistake ever.” Or I could possible say, “I love it here! Best decision ever.” Guess I’ll have to wait and see.
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