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My boss made me a mixtape - [20 Nov 2008|10:01pm] I win! 1 hand grenade ♥ throw your words

[14 Dec 2006|02:07pm] [ mood | trichotillomanic ] [ music | three printers a-printing in VLSB MCF ] I accidentally pulled out two eyebrow hairs while writing this paper and now my face is sad.  It looks like this: =(, only with gradually thinning eyebrows. 1 hand grenade ♥ throw your words

I give you my love, but you don't care! [18 Nov 2006|04:19pm] [ mood | Baby, don't hurt me. ] [ music | Haddaway - "What is Love" ] My sister was being an ansty teenager, so I took vengeance by blaring Haddaway's hit dance single, "What is Love" from three different speakers and singing along (loudly and off-key) while she was trying to nap.  This went on for about twenty minutes.  I felt really immature, but it was pretty much the revenge ever, with the added bonus that neither of us could even be mad afterwards. 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Plotless. [23 May 2006|08:21am] I dreamt that I had three weddings. The first and third were both to my bio GSI. The second was to the British physicist in "Einstein's Beautiful Equation." The whole thing consisted of random scenes, so I can't think of it in a linear way. It was like one of those movies. You know, without a plot. I remember that we rode trains and there was bad nighttime parking and I wore the same dress to weddings one and two (it had a flower print - I didn't like it very much) and the invitations were yellow. Bio GSI and I decided that our second (and my third) wedding was ridiculous, so we had the front of the invitations wish Paris Hilton a happy birthday and the inside mocked her with text and glossy pictures. Her relatives were not too pleased. The whole thing was really ridiculous, actually, but I woke up yesterday morning laughing. I hope that third one worked out! And if you read through all of that, here. I don't know if you've seen this already, but it's worth looking at again. I could do it for hours. 1 hand grenade ♥ throw your words

Ick. [17 May 2006|12:41am] [ music | Azumanga Daioh (Chiyo-chan is a student's inspiration) ] Totally read it as, "Hoobastank's new single, 'If I Were Inside of You.'" Gross on all counts. I really need to keep going because it will all be over soon, but my brain is so unwilling. 3 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Every week it was, "This is probably the best lab this semester." [12 May 2006|11:04pm] [ music | Ladytron - Destroy Everything You Touch ] The Bio 1B final was this morning and I'm done with that class forever. I'm a little mopey because I had a crush on my GSI (mostly only in principle, but still). I won't forget how he couldn't stop smiling while he was lying about the sea turtle and his adorable foraminifera talk (and his adorable everything talk). I could go on, but it would be boring and pretty pathetic. The GSI crush is so good and so bad all at once. He made a cameo in my dream three nights ago. It was kind of a neat dream. I'm going to bed to heal from my all-nighter and to prepare for my all-dayer. Yay, finals. (Good luck, everyone.) 7 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Keep it like a secret. [26 Apr 2006|12:39pm] [ mood | summer-y ] I wore sandals today, even though the morning was dreary. During Victorian Lit, I looked down and saw two small moles less than an inch apart on my right foot. First, I wondered if they were new/cancerous. Then, I stopped taking notes to make it look like ( this ). Now, I keep looking at it and I'm excited that tomorrow, I can draw on a new mouth and it will feel something different. 2 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

IB 117 [23 Apr 2006|11:55pm] [ mood | sleepy ] [ music | The Guess Who ] During my decide-the-future meeting with the PMB adviser, my mind wanted to say, "medical ethnobotany," but my mouth tried to up the ante! with two extra syllables - "medical ethnobotanology." This resulted in "medical ethnobot-" which he had to finish it for me. 5 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Happy birthday, Raynato. [02 Nov 2005|10:55pm] You win at life and friendship and being awesome. Have some kittens. 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

I've got BAYND practice! [01 Nov 2005|07:24pm] [ mood | awful ] [ music | The Boy Least Likely To ] My favorite commercial airing right now is the one for Copy Central. If you haven't seen it, this harried businesswoman walks into a copy shop and asks this relaxed employee for sixteen color copies of something. They need to be done by tomorrow morning and they have to be perfect. "Can you do it?" "Totally." "That's what you said last time and you were three days late!" "Well, that's a big order and I've got BAYND practice." *air guitar* It's so ridiculous. I love it. I am looking forward to ( Thanksgiving! ) Also, have you all noticed the new My LJ tab? I think I like it, but I'm not sure. And one more thing, the Nintendo Revolution. I had my doubts about the controller, but the teaser video (16 mb) has forced me to come around. This is going to be amazing. I always teased my dad for moving the controller in the direction he wanted something on the screen to go. Soon, it won't be useless! 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Schedule! [25 Oct 2005|08:50am] [ music | Elf Power ] Instead of doing lab, I've spent the morning looking at possible classes for next semester. I'm considering the music minor and look! Course: MUSIC 158 P 001 LEC Course Title: Musical Applications of Computers and Related Technology Awesome, right? Status/Date: CANCELLED: 10/24/05 Typical Berkeley. I still haven't forgiven them for making Saranjot spend the summer in LA. Moving on, I am going to ask early so you'll have the chance to mull it over: Who wants to take Javanese Gamelan with me? It's 2 units of fantastic. ^_^ Maybe Fall 2006? ( Boring. ) Lab time! 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Can't seem to turn off the machine. [19 Oct 2005|11:20pm] [ mood | disheartened! ] [ music | Elf Power ] I know you're busy (I am, too) and I never get political on LiveJournal, but let's direct our attention to The California Patriot, "Berkeley's Conservative Voice." The cover of this month's issue (pdf) asks readers to turn to page 21 for an article "In Defense of Feminism." Page 21 features a headline reading "A coherent case for feminism" followed by a blank page. The bottom of the page says that the article will be continued on page 33 of the 32-page magazine. OHHHH SNAPPPP hahaha Michael Moore is fat John Kerry needs a facelift lolz roflwaffle (Sadly, the Kerry joke is straight out of the Editor's Note.) I do have issues with feminism and I believe in free speech, but my problem isn't with their opinion or their right to print it. I don't know what their opinion is. They didn't print it. There are people who'll be able to say this better, but I'm upset and disheartened because the Cal Patriot is published by people who, in addition to being able to attend Berkeley, have been given another extraordinary opportunity - to communicate their thoughts in a medium that reaches other students. They're supposed to know how special that is and to utilize and cherish it. However, instead of addressing their problems with feminism, they waste an entire page on something that isn't clever or funny. It's snide and effortless. This is the same spirit of laziness proudly displayed in their copy-and-paste MS Paint hack job of a cover. This act of douche-ery does nothing but discredit their publication and really, their political stance. Do conservatives know that this is their voice? edit: I found a way to use the space! My own MS Paint hack job( ... ) 6 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Counterpost - CP. [14 Oct 2005|11:02pm] [ music | Yo La Tengo - I Was the Fool Beside You Too Long ] Since my last post was so whiny, here is a list of what is going well in my life. This is my printer. I like it a lot. Holy crap, grilled chicken burritos! Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain. English discussion. But only today. Alex. Here are some lines I altered from Havelok: Þe tal is of [Alex] imaked: Wil he was litel he yede ful naked. [Alex] was a ful god gome - He was ful god in eueri trome; He was þe wicteste man at nede Þat þurte riden on ani stede. Hpp brthdy, Alx Clng! You. Yes, you. 1 hand grenade ♥ throw your words

"I'm tired of complaining." (chem lab sucks chem lab sucks chem lab sucks) [13 Oct 2005|03:10am] [ mood | chem lab sucks ] [ music | Figurine - Rewind ] (Okay, sorry for this.) "To keep this a little simpler, assume you are starting from the enol form of carvone." I just wasted half-an-hour of my life because I overlooked that sentence. Now, half-an-hour probably doesn't seem like a lot, but at three in the morning, it's enough to make me want to stab myself in the face. Organic chemistry lab is enough to make me want to stab myself in the face. It accounts for less than one-eighth of my units, but more than half of all the studying I do is dedicated to it. That isn't an exaggeration. I hate Chem 3B lab. The GSI's are nice, but anal beyond belief. They pick and pick and pick at your observations, your lab report, your soul. I'm sure I was miserable during Chem 1A and Chem 3A labs, but I'm just as certain that I had little to complain about. Those were small potatoes. I am now being . 10 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

Say, "Mother Nature's wrong." [19 Sep 2005|12:46am] [ mood | lookin' better at math than I am ] [ music | The Magnetic Fields - Let's Pretend We're Bunny Rabbits ] My mom had some enlightening things to say while she cut my hair this evening. All in Tagalog except the italics (English). "You should learn how to cut hair. It's easy, you know. If you make a mistake, it's forgivable. Hair grows back. Not like your virginity." Thanks, mom. <3 Oh, this morning, someone at church asked me if I was an engineering student. Because I looked like one. I've wanted a haircut for weeks, but it was very appropriate today. Boo, engineering. 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

I know I need a new heart. [17 Sep 2005|11:41pm] [ music | Magnetic Fields - I Think I Need a New Heart ] I finished A Wrinkle in Time last night and have started on Betsy-Tacy. Both are different from my memories. When I grow up, I will have shelves of the books I read growing up (and more!). I would have died of sheer joy if I had that when I was younger. Right now, even. My kids probably won't appreciate it, though. Lousy ingrates. Ellen and Ray were pleasant today. And most days, I think. Burritos were pleasant, too. School is underway fo'sho. My schedule is finally settled ('bout time) and I'm soooo behind. It's frustrating. I feel like I don't deserve to sleep, but I will. Soon. In conclusion, lol at The Ultimate Hippie Vacation and at me for finding it more intriguing than I should. 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

I don't need a timekeeper, I don't need an interlocutor. [10 Sep 2005|01:47am] [ mood | better, now ] [ music | Pavement ] I have lingering feelings of happiness from watching Amelie tonight. That is why it would be appropriate to make a list of my favorite things. Amelie. Duh. When bus drivers greet oncoming bus drivers. There are variations. Sometimes, it's a wave, sometimes, a salute. Today, my bus driver did the peace sign. Vicarious camaraderie rock. Your first new belt after three or four years. Mine has stripes of various shades of blue. Beards and those who can wear them well. People who scan copies of the upcoming lab and send them to you in .pdf format. Namely the fantastic Joy who is replete with kindness. Unexpected emails. Professor Steven Pedersen teaches six-hundred undergraduates and supervises I don't know how many grad students, but he managed to write me about my lab book problems. I didn't even think of contacting him because really, he shouldn't care. Professor Kubinec! He walked past me before lab started in his Cal exercise clothes. I told him, "Good morning, Professor Kubinec!" to which he replied, "Hey, moving on, huh?" Man, I had such a nerd crush on him in Chem 1A. It was well-founded. Cursing in class. Joseph's brothers were bastards. Unferth was an asshole. "Shit, your solution's boiling over/I forgot to check my TLC plate and the solvent rose too high/I have a 200% yield/I suck at lab." The Sutcliffe Catering Song. Good night. 4 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

I want logic puzzles. [05 Sep 2005|11:53pm] [ mood | boring is not emo ] [ music | Cat Power cover of "Wonderwall" ] Okay, my last few entries were pretty wah-wah-emo so I'm determined to make this happy (and quick because I have an assload of homework). The first week of class was okay. I think my schedule will turn out well, but I'm annoyed because it's so unsettled. I feel like I have to haggle with TeleBEARS to fix everything. It should end up looking like this with either Sociology or IB (Intro to Oceans) dropped. The weekend was good. Ruth's party was enjoyable (the debauchery is exhibited in Sean's nsfw journal) and Dina's Labor Day barbecue was nice as well. I'd like to play Mafia again. Maybe in Berkeley, because it's popular there, apparently. After typing that, I'm not sure what the point of this was. I'll post it anyway because I haven't updated in fo-eva. Also, http://captainkanyewest.ytmnd.com/. throw your words

[29 Aug 2005|07:34am] [ music | Beulah ] What will you do when your suntan is fading and the summer's gone?

The obligatory farewell post. [12 Aug 2005|12:50am] [ mood | needy but aight ] [ music | Cat Power - Half of You ] This morning, I woke up at eight (that is five hours of sleep) and spent the first half hour of my day lying in bed and mentally doing all the problems I could remember from my o-chem final. Strange since I've been very good at not thinking about organic chemistry all Summer Session. Too bad that I'm doing it after the class is over, when it will benefit me least. After the test, we found a mama and baby raccoon and I was certain they were celebrating with me. It was the happiest I've felt in months. Of course, I was back to normal within a few hours and pretty miserable shortly after that. Today was kind of kick-ass, though. I lazed about, made delicious omelettes that made me remember nice things, and watched The Notebook again. Um, I love The Notebook. Shamelessly. I thought that my crush on Ryan Gosling had gone the way of Breaker High (especially since Murder by Numbers sucked. Whose idea was it to see that again?), but nope! It's thriving. "It wasn't over. It still isn't over!" And the slapping in the movie was ridiculously violent and hilarious. Oh, gosh, so bad, so good. Watching it makes me feel like I believe that love can make miracles, even though I probably don't. My sister is nagging me about packing. There is still a lot to do and I'm leaving in two hours, but I don't want pack. I don't want to go at all, actually. What I really want is to stay home and play video games. Almost like this guy without the Internet cafe and the dying. I'll be back on Friday. Goodbye, everyone. 8 hand grenades ♥ throw your words

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