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I have a problem with the word "boyfriend." It feels somehow too juvenile every time I try to use it seriously. "Significant other" has too much gravity. I'm sorry, but "partner" makes me think of homosexual relationships, which I am not in. What does that leave? Sigh.
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[17 Jul 2008|07:22pm] |
I've had this idea for the longest while. They should make classes for foreign accents as well as foreign languages. Like, I don't actually want to learn French. English is working for me, but maybe I just want to spice it up with a little French accent or British accent or Brazilian accent. Sooo...there should be such classes. Where I can learn an accent that makes it sound authentically like English is not my first language. Just for kicks!
Okay, bye.
And don't steal my idea and take the credit, thanks.
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[10 Jul 2008|01:35pm] |
I was forced to wear a full afro to work today for the first time, since my hair just wasn't cooperating today and a full afro is a quick last-minute thing for me to do.
So I got lunch at a Japanese place and the cooks were like "I like your hair!" and making hand gestures that symbolize afro (y'know, like something expanding out of their head). And they gave me thumbs-ups. And then one asked "Is it real?"
I just kept smiling and saying thanks and yeah and giving them my thumbs-up.
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[09 Jul 2008|03:01pm] |
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Note to self: Try to avoid setting up 54 wells of a PCR reaction for 1.25 hours, only to knock it over at the very end the setup. Mmmkay?
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[04 Jun 2008|02:56pm] |
Can I go to lab with hair this big?
My supervisor's gonna think I'm being insubordinate.
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[03 Jun 2008|02:12pm] |
Sorry I'm having way too much fun with styling.
( Check it out, if you so desire. )
......
Actually, please check it out. I never really put effort into hairstyles. You can even laugh if you want.
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[01 Jun 2008|04:05pm] |
I have cut my hair.
Pictures to follow, sometime in the next 24 hoursish.
Note, I am still alive.
(I feel cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute!!!)
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[27 Apr 2008|10:10pm] |
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I feel like it's been years since I mentioned what song I'm listening to when I post. Well, I'm listening to "For the Workforce, Drowning" by Thursday. Now if only I had something to say.
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[20 Apr 2008|07:12pm] |
Wow, so John Legend performed on campus today as part of the Global Poverty Initiative, and I almost didn't go but then I realized, wait: An artist I'm in love with is performing for free less than ten minutes away, and I don't have school for the next two days, and...there was EVERY reason to go. So we went. And GAAAAH!
WE MET JOHN LEGEND!!! I mean, pretty much everyone who wanted to did at the table thingy afterwards. He did a couple songs off the upcoming album and they were amazing, fantastic, so that's awesome. In fact, while getting his autograph, my question was if the album was taking the direction of the songs he'd just played (more call-to-action, social stuff) and he said "There's some club stuff, some love stuff, some social justice," weeeeeee.
I'm a happy camper.
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[17 Apr 2008|03:56pm] |
Me and one of the Cambridgeside Grill workers:
Me: Do you have sweet and sour sauce?
Her: *holds up tartar sauce questioningly*
Me: Um, sweet and sour?
Her: *holds up barbecue sauce questioningly*
Me: Um, sweet and sour?
Her: *holds up honey mustard questioningly*
Me: Um, sweet and sour?...Um, I'll just take the honey mustard.
I got a little louder with every exchange, but it didn't help much.
In other news, I've aced the most recent Biochem and Psych exams, plus I feel like I finally cracked 50% on this morning's CellBio exam, so life is good. And I feel even more warranted to be lazy/have fun for the next couple days.
Booyah.
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[30 Mar 2008|07:39pm] |
Man, why did I agree to host a pre-frosh? Because my friend from Admissions called me. And because the pre-frosh is from Florida, wants to major in Biology, and likes House. Gaaaah.
I don't like girls, and my room can't fit another person, and strangers are strange, and I'm very private and darn.
She better be talkative or I'll...do something not so great.
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[05 Mar 2008|07:01pm] |
I wanna know why I ordered from Chicago Pizza at 4:30 and it's now 7:00 and the food hasn't even left their place yet. Um. I've called twice. Not my style. On the second call I was like "Is the food still gonna be hot?" and I think the guy said "Yes, I'm gonna make it a new hot for you," then hung up.
I don't know WTF that means, but I'm about to eat my guinea pig.
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[21 Feb 2008|04:47pm] |
People (including my mother) are saying I look like this chick.
I don't disagree.
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[07 Feb 2008|01:11pm] |
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So I don't understand shit in 7.06. Cell Biology. WTF. I emailed four people I know in the class, requesting that we start a study group immediately. They agreed. I can't get it out of my mind that I overheard the professor telling some chick not to take this class alongside Biochemistry. Like I'm doing. But worst case, I WILL drop this class. It's ridiculous already. Phosphatidyl ethanolamine what? Glucosyl ceramide who? It's like...do I stay in the class now and put in a ridiculous amount of effort with a study group and reading all weekend and possibly a tutor, or do I just wait till next semester and presumably have a somewhat easier time of it? Oh well.
But I'm looking forward to Psych today. Why can't I just bounce from course to course taking introductory classes, and then get a degree in Well-Roundedness? Because really, once they start expecting me to remember and utilize stuff I learned in previous classes, I tank. I think.
Ummm. Whatever happened to fun. Fun is fun. I think I have more to say, but I'm all dhfhiashasdhdk;wsjiwei inside.
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[23 Dec 2007|01:46am] |
Sometime during my travels on Friday, I managed to get three cuts on the side of my thumb. Collectively, they look like a really friendly, happy-go-lucky smiley face. It's really intriguing, and I think I'll name it Todd. Imagine if they scar, and I have this little Todd on my thumb for the rest of my life? I hope it doesn't scar, but well...that wouldn't be so bad.
Little pink Todd.
Funny thing is, I have NO idea how I got Todd, and I don't think he happened all at once. I don't think the man sitting next to me could have done it while I was sleeping.
Ah, I'm thankful to have the luxury of time and a relaxed mind to ponder just these sorts of things.
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[25 Sep 2007|09:11pm] |
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Note to self: House eats Cheez-its. That is all.
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[28 Aug 2007|10:58am] |
Man, why did there have to be a little sticker on my milk assuring me that there's no artificial growth hormones in it? Because, um...that's just something that, prior to now, I'd been blissfully assuming about all of my milk. Now I'm going to have to approach all the rest of my milks with just the tiniest hint of skepticism. I mean...there's no sticker on my water saying "No Plutonium" because there's just some things one can safely assume. I thought.
Sigh.
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[26 Aug 2007|10:49pm] |
What the eff. Just when I think I'm finally ready to sleep with the lights off, that frickin' Halloween commercial comes on again. It's had me sleeping with the lights on for a week or two now.
Balls!
I'm weak.
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