Diary of a Wimpy Kid

I took my little sister to the library today and guess what she found...! Yes, that's right! Diary of a Wimpy Kid! Oh my! I was a little hesitant about the book at first, but I just read about 5 pages and it is laugh out loud funny. Really, I do mean it. I laughed and then translated some parts for my parents because I knew they would find it hilarious too. Ok. That's it. You can go about your business now. I just wanted to write that much. Nothing more to read now. Yup. That's it.

I'm Going to Write a Book

I’m going to write a book and I don’t care what anyone says. Should I rewind and tell you why? Because I’m a freakin’ failure, that’s why. Let me rewind some more. Remember that post about failing my midterm for biochemistry and then another post about not wanting to fail my final? Well, guess what? Ding, ding, ding. That’s right. I failed. Yeah, you read that correctly. I totally screwed up on my first year of pharmacy school. God damn it! No. No. I take the part about “god damn it” back. See, the only way I can hope to not be crushed with depression over this is so be so sarcastically unaffected by it. Does that make sense? No? Well, basically I’m going to pretend like this is some big joke and that my life is a little book that I can write sarcastic, yet brilliantly thought of comments about, in order to turn this little misadventure into a comedy. Does it make sense now? As you can see, this little episode took what was left of my sanity and twisted it. OK, so back to the book part. Seriously, who doesn’t want to read a book about failure? The reason that we read tragedies is that it makes us feel better about our own pathetic (in comparison) problems, right? Well, this book I’m going to write will be that tragedy that you can compare to your own life. Now before you go harping at me about how I should appreciate my life and everything I have, let me just say that I understand that a lot of people are in a worse situation. I know. I have everything. I should be thanking the lucky stars that I even got the chance to go to pharmacy school. See? I’m not totally unappreciative. Now that we got that settled and you know I won’t be whining like a bratty little girl who doesn’t get what she wants, I’ll tell you more about the book idea.

OMG! I’m actually excited. I’ve always wanted to write, but where to find the time? I’ve been handed this golden opportunity that was wrapped up in the stinking wrapping paper that is my failed biochemistry test. I basically can’t take any of my classes until I retake biochemistry next fall – which is like 8 months away. Soooo…. What better opportunity than now? I’m going to record everything in my endeavors to right my life. Sound good? Yup. I think it sounds great. I mean, for crying out loud. If I can read Strunk and White’s The Elements of Style for fun, I think I should be writing. It makes sense. It just does.

I had more to write but I lost my train of thought.

Disclaimer: This “book” is probably going to be nothing but a little journal that no one but me is going to read, but I didn’t want to say that at the beginning because I didn’t want to lose my thunder. But now that it’s the end of the post, I guess it’s time to be realistic.

OH MY GOD!!!!

OH MY GOD!!! Finals start MONDAY!! Today is Saturday night!!!! I'm going to cry!

Good Golly Gosh! I'm still not prepared! What am I supposed to do? GAH!

Finals...and Odd Tangents

Finals are just around the corner. Literally. Next week. Death week. Hell week. The week I find out if I'm a complete failure. The week I find out if I have to repeat this year. And, to top it off, next week is also the week that my mother is getting her eye surgery, and because I'm having finals, I won't be there to take care of her. I feel like such a useless child. I mean, seriously, the one freakin time my mother needs me to take care of her, and I can't because I'm stuck in Stockton taking finals!!! Grrr! The frustration!

I love being in school, but sometimes I feel like I'm missing out on so much of my life by being secluded here. I want to start helping my family out with everything already (Do you realize how long it will take for me to repay them for everything they've done for me these past 21 years? I need to start repayment plans ASAP. See, loans aren't the only thing that you have to repay once you get out of school. You also have an obligation to help out your parents and siblings in any way possible. My parents are constantly reminding me of this like they think I'm going to graduate from pharmacy school, pack my bags and leave them by themselves on a deserted road like in some old Western movie. Wow, just realized this took a weird tangent. Back to finals...)

I am super freaked out about biochemistry final (see, old post where I cried myself silly over my failing midterm grade). I don't want to have to repeat that experience. I am currently calmly sitting and listening to recordings of the lecture (well, I was before I started blogging) but inside I'm freaking out like none other. God, please help me. I know I sometimes only pray when I need stuff, but you have to believe me, I'm not trying to be selfish on purpose, it's just that sometimes I get so busy I don't have time to go to Temple or anything. That's not a legitimate excuse, is it? I mean, if I have time to do other things I should have time for going to the Temple. Oh darn, I'm going off on a tangent again...

Let's see... what else has been going on lately? It's raining outside. Yay rain! Stockton is actually very nice when it's raining and overcast. I have a nice little view of the Calaveras River from my window. I mean, I could possibly write some English literature about how nature is so beautiful in suffocating detail, but I have finals to study for, so toodles!

Cake and a Dolphin and a Penguin

Okay, I just have to put up this picture of this mango cake. It is delicious and exotic.

Doesn't it look so good? And trust me, it really is one good cake.


Also, I was reading the news and came across this very awesome picture.

It's so awesome. I want them to be friends.

Halloween

I know it's a little too late, but I've been wanting to write about Halloween FOREVER, but I haven't had time. So, I realize Halloween already passed like 2 weeks ago, but I wanted to share one of my fond childhood memories of Halloween. 


Are you ready for this? It's freakin' epic! I can't even describe the awesomeness of this little pumpkin. 

This, my friend, is the best cookie of my childhood years. Wait, just so we're clear, this particular cookie is not from my childhood. I mean, I didn't love it that much that I would keep it all these years, but I do very much love this kind of cookie. So, what the story behind this undoubtedly, highly collectible item? Well, I went to the dining hall at my college a couple of days ago, and there were angels singing and godly light shining from the heavens over these cookies. My eyes lit up and it was love at... um... "I haven't seen you in a while" sight. So obviously, I bought not just one, but 2 of these delectable delights. Actually, I initially only bought one but I couldn't keep my greedy little hands off of it long enough to take a picture, so I had to buy another one just to take a picture so I could post it on my blog. Anyways, yes, back to the cookie. We used to get little cookies like this back in elementary school. I remember everyone used to get so excited because we would always have a Halloween party during class and watch a movie while we passed around little goodies to eat. Sigh. Those were the good old days - literally, they were quite old, quite a while ago. 

 Also, over this past weekend, we celebrated Diwali! I love, love, love lighting up all the traditional clay lamps to put around the house.
 








Another picture of the clay lamps. My parents are always afraid of stuff catching on fire so we pot the lamps on these huge trays or in the case above, in large bowls. There's just something about these lamps that makes the house feel so warm and inviting. My mom always lets me be the one to light all the lamps and it feels good to light the lamps and create light like people would in the old days. In fact, I'm almost positive that some people in India still use these and I vividly remember these these lamps when I used to live in India. Even then, I used to love the ambiance that the lamps created.

Taylor Swift

I wrote this post a while back but I haven't been wanting to post it up because it was a tad emotional for me. But I've decided "wth!" Let's do this: 

So, I'm listening to Taylor Swift's new album "Speak Now." COMPLETELY LOVING IT!!!

I love that the songs actually tell a story, it's not just a couple of rhyming words strung together like so many other songs. So, I think my favorite so far was "Never Grow Up." I don't know why but hearing it made me want to cry.

Anyways, here are a couple of my favorite parts of the song. I added commentary and I was debating whether or not I actually want to post this because it was really an emotional entry. But I tried to not make it too depressing.

Never Grow Up 
 
You're little hands wrapped around my finger
And, it's so quiet in the world tonight
You're little eyelids flutter cause you're dreaming
So, I took you in
Turn on your favorite night light
To you, everything's funny
You got nothing to regret
I'd give all I had, honey
If you could stay like that


Can't you just remember doing that as a little kid? Just holding onto your parents' hand and letting them take you wherever and you never having to worry about anything? Sometimes you just want your parents' hand there now to take care of everything, so you can be that little kid again and you don't have to worry about what's going to happen in the future, you can focus on the now. The first thing I instantly thought of when I listened to this song was walking with my mom as a little kid - walking around the streets holding her hand, just taking in all the wonderful things without being focused on anything really. You know that feeling as a kid? You're just absorbing everything around you without looking at anything in particular? There's no worry about anything because you're holding onto your mom's hand and the world doesn't even matter to you; someone is there to deal with the world for you.

You're in the car on the way to the movies
And, you're mortified
You're mom's dropping you off
At, fourteen there's just so much you can't do
And you can't wait to move out someday and call your own shots
But, don't make her drop you off around the block
Remember that she's getting older too
And don't lose the way that you dance around in your PJ's getting ready for school

I was actually thinking about this a while back and it was really depressing. I mean, the "Remember that she's getting older too" line just makes me want to go hug my mom. I never thought about my parents aging when I was younger, but now, it's constantly on my mind. You start to regret so many things that you thought and did as a kid because you realize that your parents are not going to be there forever and then you're going to wish that you had just one more time where your parents could be there and do whatever it was that made you mad, and you wouldn't be mad anymore. (BTW, long sentence = stream of consciousness).

Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room
Memorize what it sounded like when your dad get's home
Remember the footsteps, remember the words said
And all you're little brothers favorite songs
I just realized everything I had is someday gonna be gone 

So, here I am in my new apartment
In a big city, they just dropped me off
It's so much colder than I thought it would be
So, I tucked myself in and turned my night light on
Wish I'd never grown up
I wish I'd never grown up

Oh, I don't wanna grow up
Wish I'd never grown up
Could still be little
Oh, I don't wanna grow up
Wish I'd never grown up
It could still be simple


So depressing. I don't think I have ever experienced the feeling of loneliness from growing up as much as I did when I moved into college for the first time and my parents went home without me. I wanted to be little again just so that they wouldn't leave me by myself. And then when I was alone, I started thinking about being with my family and it was really emotional because that's gone forever. I wasn't going to be home anymore to listen to my little sister, to talk to my dad after he got home from work, to set the table for dinner, to be mad at my parents because they wouldn't let me go out. And this inadvertently leads you to miss everything from your childhood: my mom telling us bed time stories, waking my mom up in the middle of the night because I was thirsty and wanted water, letting my mom take care of me when I was sick, and everything else that you could think of. And at that moment, it really, really hurts to grow up and that nostalgia that you have of being a kid? You just want to grab that feeling and those emotions that you once experienced so long ago and make them real. You want to be able to turn back time and put everything from your memories into real life. Wouldn't that be wonderful? To make your memories and just, for lack of a better way of putting it, pour them out of you so that you could experience everything all over again.

I guess that's just a part of growing up.

Just Around the Riverbend - A Remake

What I hate most about school is:
You can't have a day off
The subject's always changing, always multiplying
But people, I guess, like that
We all must pay a price
To be rich, we lose our chance of ever knowing
What's around the phar-ma-cy dooooor
Waiting just around the phar-ma-cy dooor

I look once more
Just around the phar-ma-cy dooor
Beyond the drug store
Where the students fly free
Don't know what for
What I dream the day might send
Jut around the phar-ma-cy dooor
For me
Coming for me

I feel it there beyond those boundaries
Or right behind these shortfalls
Can I ignore that sound of distant savings                                         
For a handsome sturdy pension
That builds handsome sturdy walls
And never dream that something might be coming?
Just around the phar-ma-cy dooor
Just around the phar-ma-cy dooor

I look once more
Just around the phar-ma-cy dooor
Beyond the drug store
Somewhere past the dreary
Don't know what for ...
Why do all my dreams extend
Just around the  phar-ma-cy dooor?
Just around the  phar-ma-cy dooor ...

Should I choose the smoothest curve
Steady as the reigning stratum?
Should I choose a carefree life?
Is all my dreaming at an end?
Or do you still wait for me, Career Giver
Just around the phar-ma-cy dooor?

I just felt like remaking that song. No, it's not because I'm upset with my career (although, I have those days too), but really, it's just because I don't want to study for biochemistry. As usual, I am procrastinating. I have been procrastinating for the whole weekend, so I thought I should do something that would at least show that I did SOMETHING productive.

Also, FYI, I realized I'm not in pharmacy school for the money. I really do love talking to people and helping people feel better! It's amazing how 3 months of school can change your mentality so much!

San Francisco

Some brief things about my visit to the City by the Bay:

1. Dear SF,
Is there ever going to be no traffic on the streets?

2. Dear SF,

I feel claustrophobic!! Help!

3. Dear SF,
OMG! There's so many restaurants. I must be in food heaven. *Dies from happiness*

4. Dear SF,
Why are there so many strange people on the streets. I don't get it. I guess considering the number of people on the streets there would be a higher incidence of having weird people, but still...

5. Dear SF,
 I don't even know what half the buildings are... Why aren't there nice big signs posted outside each building?

6. Dear SF,
You know your dining experience is going to be good when your your straw wrapper is shaped like a rose and your rice comes in the shape of a heart. Best Thai food ever. Thanks for such a delightful lunch.

7. Dear SF,
You know that feeling you get when you're about to leave from somewhere that you have been staying for a couple of days? It's like you're homesick for a place that's not your home? Yeah, I have that feeling.

I will miss you SF!

8. Dear SF,
I didn't like you at first, but you grew on me. Good to know we have a typical relationship.

Clearly not love at first sight

9. Dear SF,
Why is everything so expensive? The tea I normally pay $3 for is so much more expensive here. Why is that? I just want my tea without added expenses. Is that too much to ask for? Also, a breakfast buffet for $23? Really? You should know, I'm a poor college student. I can't afford it. Do you want me to die from starvation?

Money leaving my pocket... why is everything so expensive??

10. Dear SF,
I don't think I could live with you. I watched Sherlock Holmes last night and the cab driver was a murderer. Now I can't take a cab anywhere, ever. This is going to be a problem... I can't possibly drive in SF without having a heart attack and I get too confused with public transportation. What am I supposed to do to get around SF? I don't want to be stranded in one place, but I also don't want to go out by myself because my sense of direction is useless. I could be lost for weeks.

That should really say "potential murderer" but I realized it too late and now I'm too lazy to go back and change it.

11. Dear SF,
I never once saw any police car. What was that about? Are you that good that you don't need the police? Really?

Dear Preet

Dear Preet,

I know you are stressed out from midterms but I just needed to tell you a couple of things... I'm reading over the lecture notes for the 112 midterm and I just realized that you haven't written any notes on top of his lecture notes. Um... May I ask what exactly you were doing that was so important that you totally ignored his lecture for like 30 slides. I know it probably made sense when he was giving the lecture, (I know you wouldn't just completely ignore the lecture) but honestly, it does not make any kind of sense anymore. Why didn't you write down more annotations to his lecture notes. I am so mad at you young lady. Now you're going to have to spend extra time trying to figure out what each slide says. If you had just done your job in the first place you wouldn't be having this problem. I am very disappointed in you.


Dear Preet,

What part of you should probably study ahead doesn't make sense to you? Oh, that's right. The "probably" part. You think it gives you an option. Well guess what? It doesn't.


Dear Preet,

I hate you for not studying more when you had the chance. Now you are literally failing biochem. Wonderful. Just what I need.

Dear Preet,

I wish you would have "I just naturally look good" days more often because you look like crap right now. These midterms are not doing you any favors, that's for sure. 


Dear Preet,

Stop complaining about yourself on your blog. :)  That smiley face should make you feel better. Or... just go drink some tea.

New Favorite Group

This last week I watched Stardust with my roommate. I had never seen this movie before so I was really excited to see it and I ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT!!! It was such an amazing movie. I mean, yes, it was the generic love story but it was unique because the script was very clever. Anywho, I'll let you decide for yourself if you like it or not, but since I loved it so much, I went YouTube surfing to find the music for the movie...

And then my life as I know it changed forever!

No, not really, but still....

I came across a song called "Rule the World" by Take That. Let me tell you, that song is one cute song. It makes me happy just listening to it. So after listening to the song a biggilion times, I finally got around to looking at the other songs that the group has done. I love, love, love most of their songs now. I have a new favorite band. YAY! And the best part....? THEY'RE BRITISH! Yes, you read that correctly. This band is British and you can hear the accent when they sing. That's just brownie points for them. Check them out!


In other news:

• I think a filling came out of one of my teeth. Great. I don't even have time to go to the dentist. My dental hygiene roommate tells me that my whole tooth could become infected and fall out if I don't get it checked out soon. Um... Remember that nightmare about losing all my teeth from one of my other posts? Yeah, I think it's becoming a horrible reality. So, now I have no idea what to do.  

• I've gotten over my biochem test. Screw it. If I have to repeat the year, it's fine. My dad's encouraging words to me: "No one reached God by jumping just once... That's why they have ladders" OK. It's roughly translated from Punjabi but still it makes sense in some bizarre way. Although... I'm not sure you can reach God with a ladder either...

• I have my Over the Counter Drugs midterm tomorrow. I'm so drained. I don't even want to think about studying again, but I must.

• I went grocery shopping today and one of the workers noticed I was taking an unusually long time at the ice cream aisle. He asked me if I needed any help finding something and I told him that I was just taking forever because there were so many choices of what ice cream flavor I could get and I didn't know what to get. So then he tried to get me to buy the Candy Cane ice cream flavor. Well, I didn't know how to tell him that I really did not want Candy Cane ice cream, so when he turned around to get something I grabbed the Cookies'n'Cream and made a run for it. Exercise for the day. Check.

Bad Day

No, I don't mean the song. I just had my ass handed to me by my biochemistry test.

Let me take 5 minutes to cry because I'm going to have to repeat this year. Make that let me take the rest of the year to cry because I'm going to have to repeat this year.

Sadness.

Wow, I just realized this is the first post that I'm actually sad in. Usually they're all stupid. Another first, along with my first failing grade. And the worst part is that it's not over. The torture continues for the rest of the week. What shall I do now? Study for my next midterm or indulge in self pity? Self pity it is.

OK. I'm done being a sniveling, crying baby. I'm going to suck it up, take what I get and hope for the best next time. 

Actually, I'm going to let myself have some self pity here and get on with life in real life.

Pharmacy Madness

I have 5 exams next week and I have JUST started studying for them. I'm going to the Temple with my mom tomorrow to pray for myself. DEAR GOD, PLEASE HELP ME!!!!!


Interesting stuff from the week:

1. During lab I had to print out my prescription labels 6 times because I accidentally wrote the wrong thing. It was so embarrassing. I ended up stuffing the wrong labels in my backpack, away from prying judging eyes.

2.  Yesterday, I was freaking out and I looked up from my desk and the first thing I saw was the "Keep Calm and Stay Calm" section of the huge poster that Quynh gave me. Loves it. I took it as a sign from God.

3. Tahiti cookies from Pepperidge Farm are really good. Yum. So is L&L. Double yum.

4. Dear October, I'm glad you could finally join us.

5. Dear ThinkPad, stop being a spoiled brat. Next time you start acting up I'm going to leave you at OIT. Do you want that? Next time you act up, think about all those poor abandoned computers... then you'll realize how well off you are.

6. I want to go to Colbert and Stewart's rallies. It would make my life.

7. Dear Tub Drain, I do not like to stand in my own filth when I shower. Do I need to say more?

8. Dear Preet, You're awesome. Love, Preet

9. I had a strange dream today. I was running and I wanted to keep running forever and ever because I was running so fast. (I think it was some kind of magical power) Anyways, I woke up and I wanted to go running. Then I realized how absurd that sounds considering my exercising record. But a part of me still wants to run to see if I really do have this cool new superpower. (It's like when you have a horrible nightmare about losing all your teeth and you have to check to make sure your teeth are still there when you wake up. Only this wasn't really a nightmare. No wait, it changed into a nightmare after because this ghost like person wanted to kill me. Great.)

10. We learned how to counsel people on smoking cessation so we could be certified as a trained professional. My idea of smoking cessation: "Stop smoking or you'll die and even God won't like you because you'll smell like cigarettes" I'm just kidding. I actually learned a lot about how to help people. I did not know there were so many options. Interesting note: One of the drugs that helps people quit smoking is contraindicated in people who have psychotic problems. I don't know about you, but if a psychotic person wanted to smoke, I would totally let them. I'm just saying... NORMAL people go a little crazy trying to quit smoking, so what would happen to people who already have mental problems? Oh, yes, that's right, they would go even more crazy.

*Note: I shall add some wonderful pictures to these comments ASAP, probably after my midterms. Actually, it might be during my midterms depending on how stressed out I am.*

Dear Mother Earth

Dear Mother Earth,

How are you? It’s been entirely too long since we’ve chatted. I thought we might catch up and I might ask how you are doing. You’re not feeling too good? I’m sorry to hear that. Well, if you are not feeling well, I can completely understand if you’ve missed the memo that IT’S FREAKIN AUTUMN NOW! I’m sure your notification of the change of season should be arriving in the mail any day now, but I thought I should give everyone else a break by letting you know of the change (since that letter might take a while). I mean, I can’t imagine the poor postal service that mythical characters such as yourself receive, so I thought an email might be more appropriate. 

I simply wanted to remind you that autumn has officially begun. I know you are pretty overwhelmed with the state of your health, and let’s be honest, you are not getting any younger, so I understand if you have forgotten. That is why I am sending you this friendly reminder. Also, I have attached a forecast for the next couple of days… I thought you might need some evidence about the dire extent of the problem caused by your forgetfulness in turning to the "ON" button for autumn on your weather machine. As you can see, the heat is really suffocating. I mean, the weather channel had to resort to using expressions such as “blazing” and “sizzling” and “hot with blazing [...].” It nearly doesn’t even sound like they are describing the weather. I almost wonder what the person was thinking about when they wrote out the description for “It’s going to be hot.” So, at the risk of corrupting our youth with such suggestive language, I beseech you to cool the weather down. Clearly, no one can make “cold” sound vulgar or suggestive in the least.

I hope my request is not too taxing, but I speak for everyone when I say that we would really like to see some normal weather. I could understand if this was still summer, but since we have officially switched over to autumn, I can see no excuses in the negligence that you have shown. I hope this situation will be rectified as soon as possible. If you cannot comply with my request, please do not hesitate to share your thoughts on the subject. I would love to discuss why you can't do your job properly.

Regards,

Preet Kaur

Enclosure: Weather forecast and pictorial representation of the current state of affairs

 

Yes, I am melting. Yes, the sun does have an evil agenda. Yes, the grass is crying from 3rd degree burns, and yes, the  birds are dying and plopping to the ground

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Randomness During the Week

I decided to list some random things that I've thought about this week because it just seemed like a week for randomness.

1. "The Pink Option"  This should be an option everywhere for everything. I buy so many things because I have the "pink option." The pink option is the ability to have whatever it is that I want in the color pink. Recently, I've ordered a laptop sleeve and a T-shirt because of this amazing option. My entire room is covered in pink stuff and it makes me very happy. So thank you pink and bless the people that provide the "Pink Option"

2. My feet have a tan line.

3. I am over my fear of needles and blood. Yeah, that's right. Pharmacy school has cured me of my problem in about 3 weeks. Who needs expensive psychologists when the fear of failing out of pharmacy school because of your fear of blood and sharp objects is lording over your head? That's right. No one. Also, I think watching Vampire Diaries has lessened the fear too. I mean, there is SO much blood on that show but there is also a lot of hot guyness in that show, so I think blood is somehow disturbingly connected to "hot guy" in my head. I just realized how wrong that was. Gosh. That is really just super disturbing.

4.  My cough is an allergy... I think. *Next day*
        Me: "OMG! I'm dying! Stupid allergy!"
        Roommate's Response: "Your stupid allergies gave me a cold and a fever!"
        My response: "Oh. Luckily, I don't get fevers."
        Roommate's Response: "Well, good for  you!" 

5. I love Lollicup. 

 

 6. I love Office Depot. I love school supplies! I want to buy Office Depot. 

7. Pharmaceutical Calculations are not your average math problem. Why can't I solve this problem with my genius normal math skills? Because Pharmacy is a whole different beast. That's why! And this beast needs to be taken down. 

8. There's people out there that eat human flesh? WHAT??? OMG! It's the freakin' BBC, it has to be true if I'm reading it on here. *Pause for reflection* I've been watching a show where people drink blood, why am I so surprised and disgusted? *Pause for reflection* Because the show's not real. That's why. Those nasty human eaters! Yuck!

9. "I want to be a rich pharmacist/lawyer. I really want to be a rich pharmacist/lawyer. But if I fail, I'll be a very in debt nothing." - my motivational speech to myself. 

10. "Dear Craig Ferguson, can you just keep talking in your little Scottish accent?" 

  

Excuses to go Online

I realize that I procrastinate A LOT! But I have my reasons...These are my reasons to procrastinate due to computer interference. 
Most used list of excuses:

1. What if I got a life altering email?
  
2. What if someone really needs to contact me and I'm not online (yeah, as if they couldn't call me...)
  
3. OK. I'll just turn it on and check my email and then back to studying! Yes! That's what I'll do. I can do this! 

4. OMG! That new episode of ____ MUST be online by now (~10 minutes after I've realized that I missed a show)
  
5. I'll just watch one short clip of ___ on Youtube (i.e. Vampire Diaries, Craig Ferguson, Hindi Songs, The Office, Community, Melissa and Joey)
  
6. I can't study without music. DUH!
  
7. I have to download an assignment from Sakai. (Note: This assignment will usually take 3 hours to retrieve. 2hr and 56 min. of those 3 hrs are spent surfing the web)

8. I'm turning into an anti-social person! I'll just go on aim for 2 seconds, say "hi" to everyone and then tell them that I have to study because I have so much to do. They'll understand. I just need to say "hello" so they know I haven't forgotten them. Yeah. Of course. I have to do this. I need people to know I'm alive and suffering! *Log onto aim and say "hi" to people*. See that wasn't so bad. Wait, is that ___? I haven't talked to ____ in forever! OMG! I have to talk to them! My mother taught me good manners. I can't just sign off now! God that would be deplorable of me! I must make haste to converse with _____.
  
9. SHUT UP! I'M HAVING A FREAKIN BAD DAY! I NEED TO RELAX!!!
 
10. I wonder what's happening in the world. I need to read the news. PRONTO! OMG! Is Angelina Jolie having another baby? WOW. There's a picture slideshow. Yay! Oh! They give you more choices for what slideshow you want to see next! OMG! Is that Ian Somerhalder? IT IS HIM!!! I have to know more about him! *click click*
 
11. I wonder which celebrities are born on my birthday. Well... don't judge me! EVERYONE ELSE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD KNOWS! I have to know too!
 
12. What other show can I watch? I totally deserve this break (after 1hr of staring at my book because I was "studying")
 
13. I'll just take a quick minute to check my blog. I can't have Google think that I've given up going on my blog or anything. That would be disastrous!
 
14. I'm sure the world is going to implode/explode if I don't check ALL my emails AGAIN! I'm sure that email I've been waiting for has come in by now... Maybe now.... Maybe now... OK. It definitely has to be there now... It's probably in my Spam... It's probably here by now... Maybe if I sign on again... Maybe I'll RE-EMAIL to ask what the problem is...
 
15. Um... I'm my own boss. I can go online whenever I want and that's that! I'm totally going to prove it to myself, right now! See that self? I just went online! And there's nothing you can do about it! HAH! I sure showed you!

All Nighter

Well hello first nighter of the year. Have you missed me? I've been kind of glad to be rid of you during the summer but you've come back like a bad fungal infection (P.S. I'm studying fungus infections).

Also, I love this song. I've been listening to it ALL day today and yesterday!


 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SYUt-V7iwIM


It's going to be my new ringtone. It'll be nice to wake up to. I'm getting kind of tired to waking up to The Office theme song every day. This is mostly because having to wake up this early is having a negative association with The Office theme song and I might start hating The Office.

Onwards to studying about biochemistry! If only I'd been really paying attention during class...

Disney Princess

I was thinking about how I would look if I were a Disney Princess. Then, I came across a drawing that I made last year. I think it fits my "Princess Preet" status perfectly.

I really like this drawing. I especially like the way I look in this drawing. I look really happy! But then again, you should probably know the story behind this drawing. Last year, I developed a horrible dependency on tea and coffee. I was staying up until the wee hours of the morning studying and I really needed something to keep me awake. But seriously, I feel like tea and coffee should come with a label like "Beware: This beverage may make you extremely hyper for extended periods of time during which you may act like you're intoxicated."

Ok. I guess my label explains what happened to me but if you still don't get it: I ended up being extremely happy/hyper from drinking tea. Actually, I don't think it was entirely due to the tea, it may have something to do with the fact that I put like 5 spoons of sugar into one cup of tea. Maybe. Anyways, I would drink tea and be hyper ALL day long. Being hyper made me REALLY, REALLY happy for some reason. I couldn't get to sleep at night so I came up with ridiculous ways to keep myself preoccupied until I could finally sleep. For example, one night I spent several hours learning how to make shadow puppets with my hands. IT WAS AWESOME!!!! I have absolutely no shame. I would totally do that again. I learned how to make all kinds of different stuff. One day, I was really hyper and I spent time drawing that drawing of me as a Princess. I'm kind of thinking about printing it out and putting it up on my wall, or the refrigerator. I shall have to ask the roomies about this. Hehehehe!

Another night, I was EXTREMELY hyper and wanted to go on an adventure. The problem is, it was around 11pm and everything had pretty much closed down. But have no fear, when you are that full of energy and that jittery, you'll do anything to have an adventure. So, we Googled all the coffee places we could think of (P.S. I LOVE google!!!! And also, notice the irony/flaw in our plan to go to a coffee shop when I was already stung up on caffeine), and we found 1 coffee place that was still open. HALLELUJAH!!!!

So, of course we had an adventure going there. I realized that it was the perfect place to go because the neighborhood was shady enough so that it was just a little bit dangerous and adventurous, but not so shady that we had to fear being shot. I loved it! After another dose of caffeine (yay for chai tea!), we came back to school and I was even more hyper. I distinctly remember singing the "Oompa Loompa" song from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory in the parking lot. When we got back to the apartment, I was still really hyper so I suggested that we go play hide and seek in the library. Unfortunately, we never got to do this because I basically started falling apart from caffeine crash about half an hour later. Sigh. No wonder I drew myself with such a happy face in my picture. Caffeine was making me an extremely fun person. Note: I'm not sure why it stopped having that affect now. I wish it would come back. It was so freakin awesome.

Childhood Story

Yay! It’s finally Friday, so I thought I should forget about school and tell a little story from my childhood. Ready? I feel like I’m about to tell a bed time story…

When I was maybe only 6 years old, my brother and I went to spend a week of our summer vacation with my aunt. Kids in India are not told to stay near their house and to not talk to strangers, because when you live in a village, everyone just knows everyone else. Well, towards the end of the week, we had a brilliant idea to check out the swamp that was not too far from the outskirts of the village. Obviously, you can see that this was not going to end well… but I wasn’t a very bright child when it came to safety (clearly). So that afternoon my brother and I left the house along with our cousins, and made our way to the swamp. This is a picture of how the swamp looked like:

The swamp as I remember it... and us (not drawn to scale)

Pay attention to the nest full of eggs, it’s very important. We got to the swamp and basically looked around at the nastiness. The ground was raised where we were standing but there as a straight downward plunge to the bottom only a few feet away from us. The ground fell downward right into the swamp. So, we looked around at all the nasty things in the swamp. There was mold and mildew and algae and gross bugs that fly around, but as a kid, you know that all this stuff was the SHIZZLE!!! And then, as we were getting bored, one of my cousins spotted the nest full of eggs that some poor bird had assumed would be safe because they were basically on the side of a cliff that only a moron would try to climb down from. And my cousin was that moron…

He got dared to climb down and try to get the eggs. OK. When I remember stuff like this, I realize how impaired the brain of a little kid really is. But to be fair, my cousins were at least 12 or 13 at the time, so they should’ve known a little better. But no! So, my cousin starts slowly climbing/sliding down the cliff structure to try to reach the eggs. Everything was going okay and I had stepped away because I got bored of looking at him trying to climb down when I suddenly heard frightened gasps. I ran back to where everyone was standing and looked down to find my cousin barely hanging onto a branch from a tree as he tried not to slip right into the murky waters of the swamp. Of course, then were was bussle and commotion and a everyone tried to find a big enough branch to try to pull him up onto the flat area that we were all standing on. As the frantic search continued, my cousin hung onto the branch and tried to push up with his feet. I don’t think I have ever been as frightened as I was on that day though my entire childhood.

Thankfully, someone found a branch and we all pulled to haul him up to the level ground. As soon as the immediate danger was over, we all ran around (I’m sure it was due to adrenaline) and celebrated our victorious rescue attempt. See, this is why being a kid is so much fun. One minute you’re about to die but the next, you’ve forgotten about that completely and you’re enjoying life again.

We came home that day a little bit bruised, but only after having taken an oath to not tell anyone about what happened. It’s funny how, in our minds, the thought of being punished still outweighed the risk of being dead. So, we never talked about that day again and I haven’t thought about it in so long. I look back on that day now and wonder if I would have the courage to stand on the edge of the swamp now; now that I know the consequences of my actions, now that I’ve matured enough to understand the concepts of being hurt and being dead. I don’t think I would be able to do that again, so I’m glad I had my adventures as a kid. 

See, was that a nice story? And then they lived happily ever after until they got to the house and the aunt asked why the all the neighbors had seen them walking towards the swamp... I actually cannot for the life of me remember how we answered that question and got away with it. hehehehe. I wish I still had those genius "talk my way out of trouble" skills, but alas, I shall have to make do with the fact that now I have a brain that I can use to stay out of trouble in the first place. 

Procrastination

I know I should studying, right? I mean, that's why I got into this "no facebook, let's start a blog" thing. But really, who is going to stop me? Exactly. So, I decided to randomly surf the web and I found an awesome picture that I should share. It's from a website about unrelated captions, but seriously, I don't even care about the captions... this picture is FREAKIN' AMAZING!!!

So without further ado...dun dun dun...

I cannot tell you how much the expression on the seal's face made me laugh. Then I was reminded of the blood thirsty seal from Arrested Development that bit off Buster's hand. Now I have this picture saved onto my computer for whenever I need a good laugh.

If I could make a cartoon drawing of the seal's face I would be really happy for a good couple of days even though my drawings are undoubtedly the worst thing that happened to art EVER! Well, I feel the need to draw now. I think it's some subconscious thing in the brain that makes me feel like a little kid when I draw, and what kid doesn't want to draw a blood thirsty seal? That's right. Everyone loves blood thirsty seals. (Side note: I think this would make a GREAT movie. It could potentially usurp the mammoth franchise that was Jaws. I'm just saying... killer seal that looks rabid? It has a lot of potential).

Anyways, I just spent a while drawing this nasty picture. I couldn't figure out how to get the rabid look, but we'll just say that this seal is rabid (actually, I'm not sure seals can be rabid, so let's call it a vampire seal).

OK. It looked more vicious in my head but we'll just imagine that it's raving for blood and gore. Notice the red in the eyes (I think that's how we know that it's a vampire seal).

Enough about seals now. I have sig terms to memorize before I get to lab. Oh sigs. You make my life so much more complicated than it needs to be. Speaking of school, I get to immunize people next week. I'm not sure if I should be excited or scared for me (the other person?) hahhaa.

Update: I'm back from lab and I am now studying for med. vocab. So, somehow as we were putting scripts into the computer system, my instructions ended up saying: "Take one tablet two times a day with toes." Yes, that's right. It does say "with toes." I'm not even sure how that happened but maybe it was a subconscious mistake after writing all that about rabid/vampire seals. I'm sure it was.

P.S. I hate med vocab and I'm really tired. But tmrw is Friday! woot woot!!! AND this week is a 3 day weekend - never mind the fact that I have to study the whole weekend. That is just a minor inconvenience compared to being able to sleep in as long as I want. :)