Chaotic June..
lacking the ability to say "no" has lead to a ridiculously hectic June. my first summer course is coming to an end tomorrow (weeeeeoooooooooooo) but my next starts on Monday (three day break FTW -_-"). because I really can't say no to being approached / given certain opportunities, my June = stupidly busy. summer course + TA'ing for the next three weeks + instructing the UBC Continuing Studies course I've been working on with a prof for the past year (STOKED ON LIFE) + LFS Frosh = omg. but I'm super excited for the next month. finally getting some money means I'll be a much happier girl (I've been wanting to splurge on clothes shopping for the past month, and FINALLY am able to without feeling guilty about chipping away at the minimal amount of moolah I have left in my savings). goal: to somehow incorporate a solid amount of studying in between the chaos, making time for those bests, and actually enjoying my June (hopefully Vancity finally brings us that sun and warm weather we've been hoping for!). gotta admit, excited for July, mainly because life will slow down quite a bit and I can finally enjoy my summer break (YES FOR NO MORE SUMMER SCHOOL!).
still needing to do the Chief..social life goal for June perhaps?
still needing to do the Chief..social life goal for June perhaps?
the days of being a Chem kid..
sooooo, instead of spending time studying physiology, I decided to clean my stupidly untidy room (procrastination at it's prime..at least I was being efficient about it!..attempt to justify procrastination = done.) I was pretty much trying to sort through the enormous pile of notes and books from the past two years of courses, weeding through what I should keep and what I should chuck away. it felt so weird going through all my chem notes, and lab books, since it brought back memories from second year, how scary it was, but (in a way) how much fun I had in the lab, and how I realized that I'm a hands on learner and love working with my hands. although I HATED the theory behind some of my chem classes, not enjoying how I couldn't apply anything I was learning to my day to day life, those labs are what kept me in that specialization for a year, instead of making me quit in the first half of second year. I've always loved doing things that were hands on, that allowed me to visualize what I was learning in those brutal lectures. it felt weird looking back at how second year was and how extremely different life is now, how what I'm learning at the present day is so VERY different from the days of being a chem nerd. the environment I study in now is so much more relaxed, the profs are a lot more approachable, I've been able to develop amazing relationships with not only my fellow colleugues, but with MANY profs themselves, and the amount of opportunities I've been given just being in LFS for a year is immense, nothing I probably would've attempted if I remained in Science (mainly because nothing in the faculty interested me as much as LFS.)
one thing I've missed the most about Science are those friends. not being able to see those chem kids, those SUS peeps and just a lot of groups of buddies I made in Science alllll the time, because our classes don't coincide, along with our schedules. it's a bit bumming, but it happens. I found some old Sci Frosh stuff, along with a lot of other volunteer docs in that pile of second/ third year crap, and I forgot how involved I was in second year with extra curricular stuff (it feels like it happened so long ago!) everything feels like it's changed so fast in such a short amount of time.
right now, I don't regret switching faculties. although people jokingly say (well I hope it's jokingly!) that switching was a weak move, that people do it because they can't handle Science and need an easy way to fix the pressure, I gotta admit, I'm glad I did it. liking what you're learning should be the reason you go to uni. UBC is allowing me to figure out myself, my likes, and my absolute dislikes. people fear change (and I know I'm one of them) but change isn't always a bad thing. I know a LOT of people who absolutely love the specializations the Faculty of Science offers, but, after a LOT of research, speaking to tons of specialization advisors, and a lot of thinking, I just wasn't one of them. meeting new people, being given new opportunities, and actually enjoying school = a lot of winning in my eyes. oh LFS, you have changed me for the better! =)
one thing I've missed the most about Science are those friends. not being able to see those chem kids, those SUS peeps and just a lot of groups of buddies I made in Science alllll the time, because our classes don't coincide, along with our schedules. it's a bit bumming, but it happens. I found some old Sci Frosh stuff, along with a lot of other volunteer docs in that pile of second/ third year crap, and I forgot how involved I was in second year with extra curricular stuff (it feels like it happened so long ago!) everything feels like it's changed so fast in such a short amount of time.
right now, I don't regret switching faculties. although people jokingly say (well I hope it's jokingly!) that switching was a weak move, that people do it because they can't handle Science and need an easy way to fix the pressure, I gotta admit, I'm glad I did it. liking what you're learning should be the reason you go to uni. UBC is allowing me to figure out myself, my likes, and my absolute dislikes. people fear change (and I know I'm one of them) but change isn't always a bad thing. I know a LOT of people who absolutely love the specializations the Faculty of Science offers, but, after a LOT of research, speaking to tons of specialization advisors, and a lot of thinking, I just wasn't one of them. meeting new people, being given new opportunities, and actually enjoying school = a lot of winning in my eyes. oh LFS, you have changed me for the better! =)
Dietetics: check
I got in! after a lot of freak outs, tears, anxiety and plain old stress, getting the "Dietetics Application: Successful!" e-mail felt AMAZING! May 26th..how I will love you so. sitting in the car, getting a call from Charles, who was heavily breathing, saying he got in and that they were sending out acceptance/rejection e-mails made me squirm, since I didn't have access to the internet for another hour. but coming home, seeing that on my interchange account lead to many "YIPPEE!" and kisses to my mum in excitement.
I spent all of yesterday taking a break from school, coffee date with my fav ladies Mona, Tierney and Annie (SUS/GALA friends), then crab burgers with Rach right after, followed by spending time with pretty much my whole crew of boys at Crescent beach (with slurpees..in this ridiculously cold spring/summer Vancouver weather..not smart!)
as I said on tumblr, literally right after finding out (you know you're cool when you blog right after something like this..), the pieces of how my life may turn out are finally being put together, I’m now figuring out what I’ll do, and stupidly excited for what the future may bring. I’m finally pursuing what I want to do, not what people around me expected from me. and yeah, some may be disappointed that I didn’t pursue their aspirations for me, but, for once, I don’t care. I’m happy. and that’s all that matters. =)
EEK! I'm so excited for next year now, how classes will go, meeting the group of other Dietetics students who got accepted this year (it's a very small group of us..a little more than 30 max). such a huge change, so much in store, and I'm more than stoked to dive into this new adventure!
I spent all of yesterday taking a break from school, coffee date with my fav ladies Mona, Tierney and Annie (SUS/GALA friends), then crab burgers with Rach right after, followed by spending time with pretty much my whole crew of boys at Crescent beach (with slurpees..in this ridiculously cold spring/summer Vancouver weather..not smart!)
as I said on tumblr, literally right after finding out (you know you're cool when you blog right after something like this..), the pieces of how my life may turn out are finally being put together, I’m now figuring out what I’ll do, and stupidly excited for what the future may bring. I’m finally pursuing what I want to do, not what people around me expected from me. and yeah, some may be disappointed that I didn’t pursue their aspirations for me, but, for once, I don’t care. I’m happy. and that’s all that matters. =)
EEK! I'm so excited for next year now, how classes will go, meeting the group of other Dietetics students who got accepted this year (it's a very small group of us..a little more than 30 max). such a huge change, so much in store, and I'm more than stoked to dive into this new adventure!
Summer Food List
my best girl friend and I tend to head downtown a lot, not for the purpose of finding a boy at a club, or coping from school via retail therapy, but by spending the majority of the money we make eating. our Summer 2011 Food List is something we haven't made yet (basically all the places we need to nom at before the summer ends..whether it's downtown Vancouver, Granville Island, Surrey, etc, we hit em up!) but I'm sure this list will be made in the next couple weeks.
something we're REALLY looking forward to? crab sliders from StackHouse Burger Bar. the price seems pretty reasonable, and it sounds DELICIOUS!
I'm lamely excited for our frushi nomfest of this summer..it tends to leave a dent in our wallets, a bit of a food coma, minimal amounts of guilt for eating so much, but a massive amount of satisfaction! yummy food with the lady friend you love the most = a lot of winning!
Summer School -_-"
it's decided. taking two summer classes to get my last Science course requirements out of the way. summer school + Frosh + looking for a part time summer job will fulfill the next couple of my months. add some friends in there and some other volunteer commitments and I think my May/June should be ok. let's hope I can get a few months of employment in there then I'm SET.
Time for summer!
..and to figure out what exactly I'm doing this summer. I'll probably end up taking the physiology equivalent that's taught in the summer, just to get it out of the way. maybe get a P/T job, or end up applying for jobs I've gotten in the past that are full time but super short. dunno about working (main thing that's up in the air). LFS Frosh will be another big thing. goal: MUST get into better shape, instead of being the fatty I am who is taking my high metabolism for granted (Doug will be working me majorly this summer, by forcing my lazy ass out of the house and outdoors for a ton of exercise on my free time -_-"..ugh. gross. but love him for caring!)
today though, I'm resting the brain, not thinking about the chaos known as yesterday (so many emotions, UBC really kicked me in the ass, but it was quite a life changing experience), do a LOT of laundry, since I moved out of residence this afternoon, and go out to give the mind a break.
although my summer is very ambiguous right now, I'm pretty stoked for it!
Last Night of 3rd Year Uni Freak-outs
this truly is the story of my life..but more so worse tonight than ever. a LOT is happening tomorrow for me, so I'm in extreme freak out mode. very tired (I've had major insomnia lately, which has NOT been fun), very nervous to the point that I could throw up, not being able to retain the info as efficiently as I normally can (yet I've been studying this for like the past 7 days) and just all around uncool-ness. as you can see, I'm surviving on Starbucks and their shitty tasting coffee, my nomalicious LARGE mug of tea, washing it down with some water so I don't go all gross and fidgety from the caffeine, with an added bit of iron (which will hopefully help my fatigue/ me feeling REALLY cold..yay poor circulation). note the 6 year old pencil case from grade 9! (I've lost that sucker so many times, but somehow manage to find it..it's destined never to leave my life). too many tears have been shed all day, and I'm craving for it to be over and done with tomorrow at 3:30pm. this picture somes up my uni career.
p.s. dear God, PLEASE listen to my prayers. I need you by my side all day tomorrow. (L)
p.s. dear God, PLEASE listen to my prayers. I need you by my side all day tomorrow. (L)
we always seem to take advantage of what we have, and want what we don't. even as a 20 year old, I seem to continuously do this. why? I wish I could figure that out..
HAPPY BURDAY DOUG AND SCOTT!!
Today, I feel like the baby of the group even MORE. the best girl is 21, Doug and Scott are now 22, and I'm still an LG who will be 21 in NOVEMBER. such a baby.
HAPPY BURDAY DOUG AND SCOTT! < 3 let's get you guys wasted..well let's get Scottie done since Doug isn't much of a drinker anymore.
(in need of some hangout time with the crew, since school can suck it for one night.)
HAPPY BURDAY DOUG AND SCOTT! < 3 let's get you guys wasted..well let's get Scottie done since Doug isn't much of a drinker anymore.
(in need of some hangout time with the crew, since school can suck it for one night.)
BIOC302 in t-minus 3.5 hours
I wanna get this shit DONE..but also wish there was such a thing as more time..or less material..or the murder of this course to students never ever everrrrr have to take it.
kk, back to this.
Fight or Flight
I tend to be a flighter instead of a fighter. I find that mechanism easier, less messy, less emotionally straining, just a simple fix to my problems. it's probably not the best solution, or most efficient one, but it gets me through, y'know?
Best pick me up?
especially when stressed and tired by finals/life: a new episode of 1girl5gays. thank you MTV.
Finals Stress = weird taste in music?
I blame my hormonal, stress induced self for having this extreme top 40 tune on repeat..or maybe it's because I've watched UBC LipDub like 50 times and seeing Josh Ramsay in it has gotten me in a weird Marianas Trench hypnosis. in any case, this song is getting old apparently (I don't know for sure since I don't really listen to the radio) but the lyrics make me melt..something I need when I'm all weird and emotional from stress *insert random bursts of emotional breakdowns and crying for really no good reason*..I swear finals messes me up and sometimes I don't even know it until I feel tears dripping down my face. AHAHHAHAHAH!
28TH..I NEED YOU.
28TH..I NEED YOU.
UBC LipDub
Make sure you watch, since sponsors are donating various amount for EVERY view to Make a Wish Foundation! < 3
Finals Time..and the end of 3rd year?!
I had one of those "where did the time go?!" moments today when my class ended at 9:30am this morning and I realized I was done my 3rd year of university classes. it freaked me out..a lot. I can't believe THREE years of uni are done. I didn't spend LDOC like many people partying and getting wasted at 10am, but instead did some AgUS transition stuff, and locked myself in my unit studying. obviously the cool way to spend the last day of class, instead of getting crunk at the AMS Block Party. GAWD. I'm such a loser.
well, back to studying.. you know something is wrong when you'd rather study biochem instead of micronutrients.. I've been looking at FNH 351 farr too much in the past few days. *yawn* oh, and this LG is totally going to bed at 10:30pm LATEST. y'know what it isssss.
I am..
far too indecisive and pessimistic for life sometimes. hating ambiguity and fearing the unknown are also some of my not-so-awesome traits. blargh.
Starlighttttt
went to a casino (Starlight) for the FIRST time last night (yes, I wasn’t one of those people who took advantage of being a 19 year old..). had a bit too much fun with Doug on 5 cent slots, had enough self control in me to make sure we stopped when we were doing well, we put in a total of $15 and walked away with $50. WIN! YAY to winning some money, and spending some time with the guys. sad part: I won’t be seeing them til after the 20th or 28th..BLARGH. I shall be deprived of the friends for a while..thanks UBC and final exams..thanks a bunch.
Mayhaps
“Maybe the way we feel isn’t supposed to be logical, isn’t supposed to be rational. Maybe it’s okay to be unsure and scared. Maybe we lose so we learn to let go, and maybe we leave in order to grow, to blossom in to who we’re meant to be. Maybe some things aren’t supposed to make sense. Maybe you have to take risks to get what you deserve. Maybe we shouldn’t underestimate our potential. Maybe we shouldn’t set limitations or boundaries. Maybe life is divine chaos. Maybe it’s okay to love ourselves. Maybe we don’t need everything we want. Maybe we shouldn’t fear the unknown, but embrace it, learn from it. Maybe someone can exceed your expectations. Maybe we can control our destinies after all. Maybe we have to fight for what we believe in. Maybe, just maybe, we should stop second guessing ourselves and just jump in.”
this is why I love my AgUS home girls..
because they write amazing things like THIS on my wall:
"you should get a tshirt that says "cuz i'm from surrey" and ill stand next to you wearing one that says "cuz i'm from the eastvan ghetto" and we'll count the number of people that mess with us."
this coming from a Filipino friend of mine..who's just as loud and short as I am. y'all know that's saying a LOT!
"you should get a tshirt that says "cuz i'm from surrey" and ill stand next to you wearing one that says "cuz i'm from the eastvan ghetto" and we'll count the number of people that mess with us."
this coming from a Filipino friend of mine..who's just as loud and short as I am. y'all know that's saying a LOT!
LFS Grad 2011
although I'm not a grad this year (and won't be for at least a couple years from my BSc.), I went to LFS Grad, because I'm an AgUS nerd. it was held at Dockside Restaurant in Granville Island, a 6pm to midnight event. I gotta say, more faculties really need to start taking advantage of restaurants in Granville Island, instead of spending wayyyyy too much money on a hotel in the Downtown core. tickets for the event only cost $45 (since the AgUS subsidized the remaining $25.. yay for a generous undergrad society!), while other faculties usually charge at least $70 for grad dinner tickets (and this usually doesn't include any alcohol). this included champagne when you entered, an all you can eat dinner AND dessert buffet, wine throughout dinner, 2 drink tickets..and $200/bottle champagne later in the night..nbd. seriously, so worth it. the night was amazing with fabulous food lovin' Aggie Pride, got to meet some wonderful new faces, and danced the night away. (only con: some people really can't hold their alcohol..leading to too many girls puking in the washroom, or near the dance floor..the smell of vomit FTW -_-'') all in all, FANTASTIC night. will be going next year for SURE, and probably taking one of the bests as a date to enjoy the night with me! AGGIE PRIDE!
What happens when you decide to go to bed at 10pm..
you wake up to 10 missed calls from the parents, your voicemail inbox full, and a Facebook message from your 14 year old brother (who's not even your friend on FB) asking where on earth you are. I didn't realize going to bed early would cause mass chaos/paranoia/fear in my family.. -_-''
A creation myth
when tragic moments break your heart
when lost within a crowd
when fear has taken hold
or when your stories roar too loud
just remember that it’s all a tale
a big game of pretend
and one day, as all stories do
ours will also end.
(source)
when lost within a crowd
when fear has taken hold
or when your stories roar too loud
just remember that it’s all a tale
a big game of pretend
and one day, as all stories do
ours will also end.
(source)
Let it be < 3
there's a lot of love in this..and now I have a major craving for Across the Universe..
Bests
(expect this to be full of mushyness)
I have to admit that I have the best of friends possible. I've had a lot going on lately, and I swear that if I didn't have those boys and best lady by my side, and I would go insane. they somehow put up with all my crap, my moodiness, my crazy, unpredictable ways, and still love me even though they know far too much about who I am. if anything happens to me, I know they're either a phone call, msn convo, or 45 minute drive away (and are amazing enough to visit me.) if I need to vent, there's always someone there to listen, and provide advice, without being judgemental. if I need a spontaneous night, I have a group to keep me company. if I need someone to spend ridiculous amounts of money on food with, Rach is there without hesitation(aahhahahahha! LOVE). I guess my friends have proven a lot to me. that even though we all have conflicting schedules, go to different schools, have different lives, different baggage, different personalities and different nationalities, we're all there for each other. we refuse to let 'life' get in the way of being together, even if it's for a Tim's run, just to get our mind off everything that's going on around us. they've proven that it is possible to remain friends no matter what happens, and that people exist in this world who won't run away from their problems and will be your shoulder to cry on, someone to fall back on. legit, don't know what I'd do without those Surrey, gangsta (we wish) friends of mine.
love. < 3
I have to admit that I have the best of friends possible. I've had a lot going on lately, and I swear that if I didn't have those boys and best lady by my side, and I would go insane. they somehow put up with all my crap, my moodiness, my crazy, unpredictable ways, and still love me even though they know far too much about who I am. if anything happens to me, I know they're either a phone call, msn convo, or 45 minute drive away (and are amazing enough to visit me.) if I need to vent, there's always someone there to listen, and provide advice, without being judgemental. if I need a spontaneous night, I have a group to keep me company. if I need someone to spend ridiculous amounts of money on food with, Rach is there without hesitation(aahhahahahha! LOVE). I guess my friends have proven a lot to me. that even though we all have conflicting schedules, go to different schools, have different lives, different baggage, different personalities and different nationalities, we're all there for each other. we refuse to let 'life' get in the way of being together, even if it's for a Tim's run, just to get our mind off everything that's going on around us. they've proven that it is possible to remain friends no matter what happens, and that people exist in this world who won't run away from their problems and will be your shoulder to cry on, someone to fall back on. legit, don't know what I'd do without those Surrey, gangsta (we wish) friends of mine.
love. < 3
Finals Time..OMG
I can't believe it's already March 15th..there's only around 3 and a half weeks of school left, my first final is on April 12th, and I'm starting to reach panic mode (since there's a lot that I have on my plate right now aside from academics). gotta bust my butt and use EVERY minute I have efficiently and productively. must.ace.finals. or my Indian parents will NOT be impressed.
HAPPY BURDAY SUSHI!
p.s. it's my best lady friend's birthday! Rach is kinda old now..no longer a 20 year old and OFFICIALLY a 20-something. ick. now she must wait for me (a late baby born in November) to turn 21..so we can together go to the states, perhaps Vegas (baybay), and enjoy the perks of super cheap commodities and fabulous times..and maybe get our boys in on this as well! I think that sounds like an amazing idea, no? ;)
hope you're having a fabulous one lady! you better be eating a few cupcakes for lunch today! =P
(it's sad that I live in Kits and that our schedules never coincide..)
hope you're having a fabulous one lady! you better be eating a few cupcakes for lunch today! =P
(it's sad that I live in Kits and that our schedules never coincide..)
I must admit..
the fact that 'the Lazy Song' by Bruno Mars is getting out into the mainstream world makes me sad/happy. 1) it means that more people will be able to enjoy the cute/randomness that BM tends to write, 2) that means it'll probably hit the radios, get overplayed, then hated by all. (the perk to NOT listening to the Beat/ Virgin Radio a lot/if ever.)
have no clue WHAT I'm talking about, here's a vid!
have no clue WHAT I'm talking about, here's a vid!
Being an Indian Fijian..
To all Indian- Fijian parents,
FYI: my family is wayyy more modern than yours, meaning I'm the typical Canadian, white washed, independent student, like most females living in Vancouver. so no, my parents AND myself are not down with you wanting to set me up with some Fijian boy so we can eventually get married. your random phone call making small talk, then suddenly asking about me (and I'm sure you don't really know me either) is awkward. I'm 20 years old, have no intention of getting married at this point, and especially with some guy I don't know at all, and probably won't want to get to know. I'm a picky LG, who couldn't care less about boys right now, and am the type who will probably crush their little egos if they did get to know me. I'm not wife material (well the type of wife you're probably hoping for), since I won't cook for you, clean for you, or do what you want me to do. I'm probably far too independent for your liking. sorry, but offer of marriage DECLINED. shut down SON.
Cheers,
Whitney
(fo serious, I'm not sure whyyyy this arranged marriage thing still exists. and what's sad is that soooo many young people from my dad's side still do this. it's just weird. my mum needs to stop telling people I'm 20..I wanna still be considered that anti social, social reject, 15 year old looking chick, who hates going to really Indian events, mainly to avoid the topic of hooking me up with some random boy who wants to get married and have a gazillion babies. barf.)
FYI: my family is wayyy more modern than yours, meaning I'm the typical Canadian, white washed, independent student, like most females living in Vancouver. so no, my parents AND myself are not down with you wanting to set me up with some Fijian boy so we can eventually get married. your random phone call making small talk, then suddenly asking about me (and I'm sure you don't really know me either) is awkward. I'm 20 years old, have no intention of getting married at this point, and especially with some guy I don't know at all, and probably won't want to get to know. I'm a picky LG, who couldn't care less about boys right now, and am the type who will probably crush their little egos if they did get to know me. I'm not wife material (well the type of wife you're probably hoping for), since I won't cook for you, clean for you, or do what you want me to do. I'm probably far too independent for your liking. sorry, but offer of marriage DECLINED. shut down SON.
Cheers,
Whitney
(fo serious, I'm not sure whyyyy this arranged marriage thing still exists. and what's sad is that soooo many young people from my dad's side still do this. it's just weird. my mum needs to stop telling people I'm 20..I wanna still be considered that anti social, social reject, 15 year old looking chick, who hates going to really Indian events, mainly to avoid the topic of hooking me up with some random boy who wants to get married and have a gazillion babies. barf.)
Fiascooo
I think that all the silence is worse than all the violence
Fear is such a weak emotion thats why I despise it.
We scared of almost everything, afraid to even tell the truth
So scared of what you think of me, I’m scared of even telling you.
Sometimes I’m like the only person I feel safe to tell it to
I’m locked inside a cell in me, I know that there’s a jail in you.
Consider this your bailing out, so take a breath, inhale a few
My screams is finally getting free, my thoughts is finally yelling through.
Fear is such a weak emotion thats why I despise it.
We scared of almost everything, afraid to even tell the truth
So scared of what you think of me, I’m scared of even telling you.
Sometimes I’m like the only person I feel safe to tell it to
I’m locked inside a cell in me, I know that there’s a jail in you.
Consider this your bailing out, so take a breath, inhale a few
My screams is finally getting free, my thoughts is finally yelling through.
still on repeat..and have yet to hate it. oh Lupeeeeee.
I fail at saying 'no..'
but then again, making a bit of quick cash for tutoring a second year level FNH course, after my former prof thought I was fit to tutor a student in her class = WIN!
*thinks of how in the world she'll fit this into her already stupidly packed schedule..but the brown in her is liking the "money" part of this deal..!!*
*thinks of how in the world she'll fit this into her already stupidly packed schedule..but the brown in her is liking the "money" part of this deal..!!*
Early Morning Rant
soooo, in 2.5 hours, my little butt is going to get brutally shredded by my biochem midterm. I'm running on 3 hours of crappy sleep, a hell of a lot of tissues from the bawlfests I've had, and I'm feeling nauseous. as some know, I have weird coping mechanisms, including drinking too much water and subconsciously gnawing on the skin at the side of my fingers (the most gross habit I have when stressed out..which sometimes leads to constantly picking at my finger, blood..stupidity in general.)
right now, my fingers hurt (they are super ugly as well), my bladder hates me, and my brain wishes I didn't take BIOC302 this term, and instead in the summer. oh well, story of a Science kid's life, no? *crosses fingers I don't fail this beast*
rant that made no sense and was pointless: done.
right now, my fingers hurt (they are super ugly as well), my bladder hates me, and my brain wishes I didn't take BIOC302 this term, and instead in the summer. oh well, story of a Science kid's life, no? *crosses fingers I don't fail this beast*
rant that made no sense and was pointless: done.
BIOC 302 = Death
instead of spending the past two days outside enjoying the rare sunny days Vancouver has at this time of year, I've spent it studying for my 300 level biochemistry course. (I'll be hated today for missing an important meeting and most probably a birthday as well because of this hell..) and no, I didn't do the whole last minute, procrastination cram fest, I've actually been studying for this mofo for the majority of my week long Reading Break..sad times. (bye bye thoughts of having a social life tonight, and even a bit of dancing for Ankit's birthday).
here's evidence of my sufferings..ugly hair, no make up, oversized shirt, and my ugly house pants is what I've been rocking for two straight days.
that being said, I should leave the unit for even 10 minutes today and load up on the vitamin D and ocean air, since I havent actually had any fresh air for the past 36 hours..the joys of locking yourself away from the rest of the world.
back to studying for me. ={
here's evidence of my sufferings..ugly hair, no make up, oversized shirt, and my ugly house pants is what I've been rocking for two straight days.
that being said, I should leave the unit for even 10 minutes today and load up on the vitamin D and ocean air, since I havent actually had any fresh air for the past 36 hours..the joys of locking yourself away from the rest of the world.
back to studying for me. ={
2nd Annual Frushi Anti-V Day
was a food fest. Rachael and I were determined to fulfil every food craving we had..and did so last night. what did we do all night? eat.
1) 4:00pm-->pho (which didn't fill us up..yet during previous visits to the same pho place, we've walked out of there eating the same amount we did yesterday but on the verge of regretting eating the whole bowl..soooooo filling.)
2) 20 minutes later, hit up that little taco place on Hasting (see post below) and each had two tacos.
3) another 15 minute walk away was Bonchaz, and we HAD to fulfill our sweet tooth needs of those delicious buns (mmmmm Chocolate Truffle Bonchaz..!)
4) after feeling SUPER guilty, we walked around on Robson (right after hitting up Pacific Center to see the chaos of boys searching for last minute gifts for their lady friend) and hit up Starbucks for coffee, to wait for the ridiculous down poor of rain to subside.
5) finally at 8:00pm, indulged in a slice of cheesecake EACH.
so, as you can see, in a 4 hour time period, our little bodies consumed THAT much food (we're two females, both ranging at 5' 1" - 5' 2" in height..)..and then hit the food coma, where the talkative frushi couldn't even speak to each other the whole skytrain ride home, since we were too full to move OR speak.
now THAT's how Valentine's Day should be spent.
and of course, we had to add those boys into the mix. nights out tend to be completed with a bit of testosterone that we both love very non sexually.
NOTE: to any boys who happen to somehow fall for either of us: never buy us flowers. we love things that either last forever (clothes or shoes) or things that make our stomach's happy (Godiva's Chocolate anyone?). it was one of those moments Rach and I experienced yesterday that we felt the world of testosterone should be aware of!
1) 4:00pm-->pho (which didn't fill us up..yet during previous visits to the same pho place, we've walked out of there eating the same amount we did yesterday but on the verge of regretting eating the whole bowl..soooooo filling.)
2) 20 minutes later, hit up that little taco place on Hasting (see post below) and each had two tacos.
3) another 15 minute walk away was Bonchaz, and we HAD to fulfill our sweet tooth needs of those delicious buns (mmmmm Chocolate Truffle Bonchaz..!)
4) after feeling SUPER guilty, we walked around on Robson (right after hitting up Pacific Center to see the chaos of boys searching for last minute gifts for their lady friend) and hit up Starbucks for coffee, to wait for the ridiculous down poor of rain to subside.
5) finally at 8:00pm, indulged in a slice of cheesecake EACH.
so, as you can see, in a 4 hour time period, our little bodies consumed THAT much food (we're two females, both ranging at 5' 1" - 5' 2" in height..)..and then hit the food coma, where the talkative frushi couldn't even speak to each other the whole skytrain ride home, since we were too full to move OR speak.
now THAT's how Valentine's Day should be spent.
and of course, we had to add those boys into the mix. nights out tend to be completed with a bit of testosterone that we both love very non sexually.
NOTE: to any boys who happen to somehow fall for either of us: never buy us flowers. we love things that either last forever (clothes or shoes) or things that make our stomach's happy (Godiva's Chocolate anyone?). it was one of those moments Rach and I experienced yesterday that we felt the world of testosterone should be aware of!
Happy Singles Awareness Day!
yes, Valentine's Day..the day most people wish never existed, where people lock themselves indoors, eat away their sorrows in chocolate, and watch a solid amount of cry-fest films.
not for frushi though (a super lame name my bestie and I came up with for our friendship--> I am fro (due to the hair) and she is sushi (since she's half Japanese) and together we make frushi!). instead of mourning our single-ness (which we never do..who needs boys when we have each other and high calorie meals?), we are celebrating the second annual Frushi Valentine's Day, by hitting up downtown, spending wayyyy too much money on food, going out for desserts, then finding some way to work off those excess calories for the rest of the night (NO twss implied). this year we are going smelly: Pho with its noodle-y smelly goodness, some spicy, oniony tacos at La Taqueria, then ending this nomfest at Cheesecake Etc. it sounds like a typical frushi date..but we'll be doing more faux-barfing at all the disgusting couples who will be roaming the streets of downtown Vancouver tonight.
the con to today (other than the undertone of love everywhere): it's raining. thanks Vancouver.
but all in all, I'm really quite stoked! good food and a fabulous best friend! (L)
not for frushi though (a super lame name my bestie and I came up with for our friendship--> I am fro (due to the hair) and she is sushi (since she's half Japanese) and together we make frushi!). instead of mourning our single-ness (which we never do..who needs boys when we have each other and high calorie meals?), we are celebrating the second annual Frushi Valentine's Day, by hitting up downtown, spending wayyyy too much money on food, going out for desserts, then finding some way to work off those excess calories for the rest of the night (NO twss implied). this year we are going smelly: Pho with its noodle-y smelly goodness, some spicy, oniony tacos at La Taqueria, then ending this nomfest at Cheesecake Etc. it sounds like a typical frushi date..but we'll be doing more faux-barfing at all the disgusting couples who will be roaming the streets of downtown Vancouver tonight.
the con to today (other than the undertone of love everywhere): it's raining. thanks Vancouver.
but all in all, I'm really quite stoked! good food and a fabulous best friend! (L)
AWWW YEEAAHHH, READING BREAK YEEAHHH
..but I'm spending the first day of RB studying BIOC302..and babysitting my brother since my mama and papa are going out. you know you're cool when..
Midterm Season
it's that time of year again..not looking forward to the one I'm having tomorrow. so many little things to memorize, that I know I should cram into my brain since this prof is known to test super anal, specific stuff (oh FNH350..). PRO to tomorrow: READING WEEK BEGINS! CON to tomorrow: the fact that most of RB will be spent studying (damn you BIOC302 and FNH398), or doing volunteer stuff that's not as fun as some of the things I'm involved with, PLUS I have to finish up some applications. yay..
butttttttttttttt it does mean Valentine's Day is almost here, which also means a late day/night with the best girl, involving too many calories, hatin' on cutesy couples, and appreciating being single! (I have a feeling some of the guys will be jealous of our night and end up joining us, but we'll see how that goes!)
in any case, WISH ME LUCK for my midterm tomorrow. I'm hoping to get at least 6 hours of sleep tonight..if not I'll pass out throughout my 1.5 hour commute back homeeeee. oh school, why are you so not kind to me??
butttttttttttttt it does mean Valentine's Day is almost here, which also means a late day/night with the best girl, involving too many calories, hatin' on cutesy couples, and appreciating being single! (I have a feeling some of the guys will be jealous of our night and end up joining us, but we'll see how that goes!)
in any case, WISH ME LUCK for my midterm tomorrow. I'm hoping to get at least 6 hours of sleep tonight..if not I'll pass out throughout my 1.5 hour commute back homeeeee. oh school, why are you so not kind to me??
Every so often..
I need to breathe and think about nothing. None of my responsibilities, none of my academic priorities, just nothing. I need more of that in my life right now.
But all I see is you and me
why is it that I JUST discovered this oldie? my type of tune to listen to in the background quietly while studying..plus Ryan Tedder's voice makes me want to melt no matter what the song is. top 40 guilty pleasure = One Republic.
Nick and Norah II
"the way you're moving in your sleep, the way you look before you leap, the strange illusions that you keep, you don't know but I'm noticing."
...
"some wars result in complete and total victory. some wars end with a peace offering. and some wars end in hope...but all these wars are nothing compared to the most frightening war of all. the one you have yet to fight."
I need..
to dance the night away soon. with the bestie of course.
more specifically, a bit of the above! (L)
more specifically, a bit of the above! (L)
Badass?
I wish I was (I thought I was back in summer of '09 with the piercing thing..). but I'm still wanting to fulfill that tattoo craving. just a small one, nothing big. thinking of the right wrist. and my thought was to get this:
I saw it a while back on a blog and although the meaning for the tattoo is somewhat emo, I think it's quite fitting for more reasons than one.
"In essence, this is finity. All that will end, everything physical, emotional, every experience or state of being there will be. And the fact that nothing, including this constant finity, can or will last forever."
deep, no? just one of those "hmmm, just a thought" tats. I'm into the simplicity of it more than anything else. =)
(original post)
I saw it a while back on a blog and although the meaning for the tattoo is somewhat emo, I think it's quite fitting for more reasons than one."In essence, this is finity. All that will end, everything physical, emotional, every experience or state of being there will be. And the fact that nothing, including this constant finity, can or will last forever."
deep, no? just one of those "hmmm, just a thought" tats. I'm into the simplicity of it more than anything else. =)
(original post)
Science Week: Jello Wrestling
although I'm no longer in the faculty of science, I always seem to still end up in Ladha every now and then, helping out with some random SUS events. today was no exception. show up at the SUB Ballroom to see how the set up for Jello Wrestling was going, and end up spending the next 3 hours helping set up/ organize random shieet with the event. of course I participated as well! Mona is a beast. that is all.
too many photos were taken, including (I'm sure) some random cell ones on Ankit's part. I kinda want SUS to post em on FB! all in all, very good, science'y but SUPER tiring day.
back to FNH 398 and BIOC 302..={
too many photos were taken, including (I'm sure) some random cell ones on Ankit's part. I kinda want SUS to post em on FB! all in all, very good, science'y but SUPER tiring day.
back to FNH 398 and BIOC 302..={
it would be lovely (II)..
if I stopped thinking about you. (it would also be a HELL of a lot easier if I didn't have to see you allllll the time, but that's not an option.)
OH WELLS.
back to studying for my first midterm (FNH 351). yes, its January 24th..school started on January 4th..this deserves a WADAFACK. at least I get a cheat sheet! (awwwww yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah)
OH WELLS.
back to studying for my first midterm (FNH 351). yes, its January 24th..school started on January 4th..this deserves a WADAFACK. at least I get a cheat sheet! (awwwww yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeah)
Ugly Day
I'm having a total ugly day. one of those "my face looks gross, I feel bloated and fat, and all I wanna do is wear ugly house pants and watch old episodes of Grey's" sort of days. life is just not cool right now, but nothing I'd prefer explaining on an open blog. but today, I'm hoping to study, and somehow bring myself to a positive energy point, and see some friends (either the bests, or a group who knows very little about me (witnessing a bunch of really wasted brown boys is ALWAYS some good times!).
I wanna do that for myself today. I need to do that for myself today.
I wanna do that for myself today. I need to do that for myself today.
this explains my feelings perfectly.Ramble II
although there's so much going on in my life right now, both good and bad, I need a change. I need a change that's different from just adding on another commitment to the other gazillion and one things I usually do, different from where I live, different from what I always do. I just don't know what 'that' is. I don't know if it means meeting new people, finding a different networking base, finding that person, or literally changing something in my life, but I want to discover what that something is. Abin's idea of going to Australia when he heads down there is becoming more and more tempting as the days pass, but it seems like my life here in Van just isn't complete enough yet. I don't think relocating quite yet will help me, because it just feels like there's something here that I haven't found yet that's looking for me. going to Australia would help me find that brand new something, providing that weird fulfilling feeling in a quick (and expensive) way, but I think the Science kid in me, the person that will work uber hard for a simple answer, still wants to search for what Vancouver, what UBC, what home has in store for me first.
I'm sure this post makes no sense, but that's how my brain has been working lately. it's been very ambiguous, very confused, and wanting to find that piece of the puzzle that's missing in me, that's making me feel empty, making me feel incomplete. I don't know if it's a person or people, or if it's an opportunity, or even that "ah ha" moment, but I hope I find "it" soon.
I'm sure this post makes no sense, but that's how my brain has been working lately. it's been very ambiguous, very confused, and wanting to find that piece of the puzzle that's missing in me, that's making me feel empty, making me feel incomplete. I don't know if it's a person or people, or if it's an opportunity, or even that "ah ha" moment, but I hope I find "it" soon.
Frushi..
is too G for their own good. I use the phrase "awwwww yeeeeeeeeeeeah" (Jersey Shore style) while Rach rocks the "whatup" *raise right hand, old church lady style* quite a bit. I don't think this wannabe G phase will ever fade..ever..legit.
Ramble
there's something wrong, and I don't know what it is, and don't know why it exists, but it does. it's there. and I would love for it to go away.
nerd love
I think I like him even more now! I can't help but lovin' nerds who cover uber fab oldies, and also play a few instruments. automatic love.
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