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Do it, beetches.
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I love checking the weather before I go to school. It just makes things easier on my part, especially since I no longer live on campus and can easily grab a jacket whenever I feel like it. But I hate turning my computer on, and television weather is only for San Diego, not La Jolla. So I like to ask people if I can.

 

But I've learned a good lesson.

Never trust your guy friends for weather and clothing advice.

No, seriously.

 

I once asked Martin what sweater would be appropriate for the weather that day, especially since he was already out earlier--he should know, right??? Wrong!!!

 

My worst weatherman, though, has got to be my roommate's boyfriend. Whenever he's around in the morning, I stuuupidly ask him what type of clothing would be necessary.

Last Thursday, I asked him if it was going to be warm that day. He was driving earlier, he should know, right? WRONG. The fool told me that it was T-Shirt weather, so I stupidly wore just a t-shirt and froze my butt off in class. I had goosebumps throughout lecture, and I went straight home after class--not once considering staying late for a section because I was that cold.
I found out later that when he was driving, it was fogging outside. Does that make any sense? How does fog translate to 'wear a t-shirt'?

If anything, you'd think that I had learned my lesson. But alas, I didn't. 

It has been due to rain here in La Jolla for the past couple of days. If anything, it should have rained today and storm tomorrow. Fearful of these weather forecasts, I stupidly asked Ken if I should carry along a warmer jacket--since I was only in a thin sweater. Of course the guy agrees with me, and I lugged a bigger jacket to school only to find that it was totallllly unnecessary. Rather, I was burning up in the sweater I was wearing. Stupid stupid stupid.

I'm trying to think of ways to make this weather-clothing situation seem better.

 

Oh I know. At least I didn't wear as much clothes as my eyecandy in Molecular Biology. The boy had a long-sleeve, scarf, jacket, coat and umbrella. :D I love not being the only idiot.

I haven't had a random updates post in a while.

So to fill this debt . . . .

 

Food:

• I've never been a good cook--my food always comes out too salty. And my all purpose marinade from whatever brand is gross. But since I have time to actually cook now (though this time is very limited), I realize that I'm actually getting better. I hope it isn't because I dump a ton of sugar into my marinades. Still, even though I have no idea what I'm doing, I gotta say, the last few meals I made were bomb.

School:

• I am not getting the grades I want in school. If my professors graded remotely normally, I'd be doing pretty well. D:
• The process of becoming a part of the VA hospital is taking longer than I expected. I woke up really early today so I could go to the hospital and get all the nasty, tedious work done, such as fingerprinting and getting my tb test approved. Unfortunately, the hospital was short on nurses and no one could approve my test until later in the afternoon when I'm stuck in classes. Then when I go to get fingerprinted, I wait in the longest line for a lady to do her job. Little did I know, she can't really type (so THAT'S why it took so long). But when it finally got to me, she tells me she has to go do a presentation. Just my luck.Now I have to wake up really early to complete this tomorrow. :[
• I now know that there is at least ONE person nerdier than I am. At least I don't listen to MCAT prep tests while driving. That would for sure cause me to get into an accident--not that I'm pre-med anyway.
• I'm having a really hard time coming up with a topic for my final essay. And all the books that might be helpful for this in the library are already checked out.I feel uninspired.

People:

• Martin stole'd my mushroom. He said he'd return Mushy last Friday, even though he didn't. What a liarface. My bed looks so empty now.
  
• I should stop accepting rides home from friends. I realize that the trip to their car takes longer than actually waiting for the shuttle that comes oh-so frequently. Then I have to sit in a car with a maniac driver (sorry Emerson, but you're whack). I couldn't help myself today though. I was really cold and he offered. Serves me right for wearing a tank top. I don't think I realize it's fall yet.
  
• Twilight is just a weird movie. But thank you Alberto for dragging me out to see it.
  
• I feel like a tease. I don't know what I get myself into when I try to be nice to guys. But seriously, I just don't want to be a bitch to them like I used to be.
  
• And finally, my tenth bullet: is it totally weird for me to find this one guy in my Molecular Biology class completely interesting? He makes me smile, even though it's totally awkward when we talk. Sucks how Thanksgiving break takes away one of my class days with him. Whatevers. I get to see him tomorrow for class and section.  

 

 

 

Oh yeah. These were all the stickers I had to peel off of my sweater today. I had more, earlier, but I was randomly sticking them on people. Thanks Emerson for wasting a good chunk of my time.

I was a cute baby.

Except I looked like a little boy. (Who can tell the difference, I'm asian)

 

 

 

I finally turned in my Biology Special Studies application to work in a lab with Dr. Schulteis (I finally got my mentor!) and do research on the neuropharmacological basis of drug addiction, dependence, tolerance and withdrawl. And because his lab is in the VA Medical Hospital, I have to go through the lengthiest registration process just to become a member of the 'team'. Also, security is super tight since I am playing with drugs like heroin, morphine, valium and alcohol. This requires fingerprinting, multiple tb tests, background checks, and who knows what else they have planned for me. Because I am basically applying for a job at the hospital (except I get no compensation), I have to prove my citizenship. They said I can show an expired passport.

 

In any case, I finally got my expired passport mailed to me (since sending a ss card is so risky) so I can show it to the VA hospital to prove that I am a US citizen. I just wonder what they'll say since the picture is so old.

After an awesome possum dinner at Professor Weinhausen's house, I didn't think the night could get any better.

 

And it didn't.

 

 

Because Jenny parks her car really close to the neighboring spot, and I get stuck with the spot with the dumb pole, I scratched the side of my car.

What a way to end my night.
I'm sad.
How am I supposed to study for two midterms when all I can feel is sad because of my car?

 

And seriously, why the heck can't Jenny take the inner spot because she has hecka more experience driving and parking than I do. Plus, I leave a lot more than she does. D: