Saturday, December 18, 2004

It's here!
They FINALLY put a paper recycling bin in our hall. It only took them, what, 1/2 a year? Never mind, never mind, it's IN and that's all that matters. *rejoice*

Now, to drink more milk tea, finish this darned animal behavior article, and then do something productive, class-wise.@___@ To facilitate my working process, I will post a list of things I must do:

-Revise my assignment 5 for creative writing
-Compile my portfolio for same
-Write the 2-5 page introduction for above
-Study for art history final
-Study for cell bio final

Now, what can I finish tonight....?

**edit** Fuck. Finished animal behavior paper (that's on my own time, not for class), but then read Bleach and drew instead. *mourn* I am becoming such a bad student!**end edit**

Friday, December 17, 2004

The ban! The ban!
The NYC Transit Authority wants to make it illegal to take photos of the subway system. This is supposed to be in accordance with heightened security, but I fail to see what this would solve. I mean, do they think the terrorists are idiots and don't know what a train is unless they see a picture of it? I kept thinking about it because there's always another side to everything, but no, honestly I find the measure excessive and useless. I do not think banning photography will make the NYC subways safer.

So, being somewhat upset at this unnecessary infringement on artistic freedom, I will be writing a letter to:

David Goldenberg
New York City Transit Authority
130 Livingston Street, Room 1207
Brooklyn, New York 11201

The 45 day comment period ends January 8th. You can also email them if writing a letter is too much of a hassle. There are others you can contact listed on nycsubway.org. And for a sample letter, here's a mature and well stated one written by an admin on DeviantArt.

Anybody can write a letter. Don't think you're too young or live too far away; if you disagree, for the sake of artists, tell them. Please make our voices heard. (I'm sorry I'm sounding so lackluster, but I've got a mother of a headache and anger or any sort of strong emotion will not help.:p)

This is IT!
This is the Rainbow Brite movie I was talking about! And this is the Care Bears movie! OMG Blockbusters, you are getting a visit over winter break! I am going to INDULGE in nostalgia!!!

Thursday, December 16, 2004

Laughter, in Chinese
突然很想看“龍兄虎弟”,好來大聲爆笑一場。年紀越大,笑的機會越少, 想起來有點遺憾。現在最多只是撇一撇嘴角, 該不會10年後連微笑也忘了吧?

是世界漸漸的變得不好玩,還是我的幽默感變少?(有人會說我一開始就沒啥幽默感。:p) 不然的話就是壓力太大,臉的肌肉有些凝固。<-- 胡扯(壓力大那裏會引起肌肉凝固???<-- 應該是這樣)

哎呀,其實笑還是有笑,沒什麽憂鬱症。(大概)只是。。。以前笑個10分鐘還嫌不夠,現在頂多笑個2,3秒就停了,真可悲!還有以前笑的時候都是“哈哈”,現在卻是什麽“嘿嘿”的,有點像奸笑??

還有:我的妹妹什麽時候變的這麽漂亮?在我的腦海中她還是個13嵗的小鬼頭,但事實上已經長大了。有點恐怖。:p

咦,怎麽半夜了??

Lootin' and pollutin' is not the way
Dude, does everyone remember Captain Planet?? XD Man, those half-hour chunks of my childhood spent watching Captain Planet PWN all the nasty polluting baddies with his nature power; such memories! My favorite kid was the "heart" guy, cuz he was the nicest one and owned a monkey. *heh* I also really liked Gaia's character design and thought she was soooo pretty. I definitely wanted to dress my characters in clothes like hers. Plus she was a ring-giver and forged "rings of power" for kids to wear, I mean how cool is that? I wanted the fire and water ones so bad.XD

Dude, I remember practically word for campy word that dangerously addictive theme song which gets glued to the inside of your head and never leaves. I think I might be an environmentalist today because of Captain Planet influences. :p "He's our hero, gonna take pollution down to zero!"

Speaking of old action cartoons, how can I fail to mention Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles? How much did they totally rock?? XD Yes, I remember the lyrics for THEIR theme song as well: "Leonardo leads, Donatello does machines! Raphael is cool, but rude! Michelangelo is a party dude!" Incidentally Leo was my favorite (it was cuz his weapon was the katana. Clearly my love for sharp pointy objects developed at an early age). I thought Raphael was an ass, but his buddy-buddy relationship with Leonardo was one of my favorite things about the story. At 9 years old I was already appreciative of the friendship stuff, you better believe it. :p

Before that I was a fan of Care Bears and Rainbow Brite (no joke), but only when they came out with the action-filled, serious movies with real, life-threatening danger involved (and not just "Oh you hurt my feeeeeeelings!").XD I thought it was so freakin' cool when Rainbow Brite had to go all the way to the North Pole (or somewhere freezing cold with snow) to fight some evil queen-lady who was keeping the rest of the world in eternal winter. I remember getting pissed when I heard her horse's voice (Was it Starlight? Stardust? Star something?) and found out he was a boy.XD Weird thing is, the conversation I recall the most clearly from that movie was when Rainbow Brite and this other guy were trapped in the dungeon with only Rainbow Brite's horse outside to save them. And the guy, who had a high tech machine horse, was all like, "What can he [the horse] do? He can't even fly without your stupid rainbow." And she was like, "He can think, which is more than what your horse can do." You go girl! And she got her magic belt stolen and energy drained and everything in this, it was great!

Care Bears had a movie like this too, where some weird Devil sort of guy tempted this girl at summer camp who was only good at marbles into, well, essentially selling her soul for excelling at sporty stuff. The movie didn't come out right and say her soul was being stolen, but she stopped "caring" and got all selfish and stuff, so you get the picture.^^; Then at the end the Devil guy trapped all of the Care Bears (except for the two older ones, True Heart Bear and Noble Heart Horse XD) into these crystal shard things, and he was gonna kill them (I guess so everyone could be nasty forever).0_o But then the girl got her conscience back at the last minute and used her UBER marble skillz to knock the chandelier (that's where the crystals are) down, breaking everything and freeing the Care Bears, but nearly dying in the process. At which point the Devil guy was like, "OH NOS! I really like that girl! Help me, Care Bears!" Then the movie turned cheesy because the Care Bears turned to US (yes, the audience) and beseeched us to "care," in the Peter-Pan-asks-everyone-to-clap-for-Tinkerbell fashion. I had a high cheese radar even at 7 and thought that was really dumb, but the rest of the movie rocked!XD

Incidentally the most memorable line from that movie was delivered by the bad guy: "Heh, True Heart Bear and Noble Heart Horse (anyone else just feeling the urge to EX-DEE in a huge way with these names? XD XD), true and noble to the very end!" He then goes on to tell them they're too late blah blah blah, but it's like, the classic cheesy evil villain rant! In Care Bears!

I so wish I had copies of these shows/movies right now. I'd have SUCH a blast.XD Those were the days, man, the days of good cartoons.

"Turtles in a half-shell, TURTLE POWER!"

The Dunkaccino
"It's a cappuccino...from Dunkin' Donuts!"

It's also what got me through the morning after only 2 hours of sleep, that and a bagel. The thing's so sweet it doesn't even taste like coffee, which is why I can drink it. I think that will be my emergency drink come exam time. *nod*

I feel really weird. I should be happy that the orgo final is over, but I'm just kind of...empty. Somehow dissatisfied, but not with how I did on the exam (definitely better than the disaster on the 3rd one). I guess I kind of wanted to talk to someone about it, you know, do all that post-exam freaking out and stuff, but there's no one around.

I guess I just really wanted a decent grade in orgo and I don't think I'll get it. Or maybe I just feel dirty and a hot shower would help. Or maybe I just really really want a hug. And sushi. And another dunkaccino.

And not be by myself.

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Take me so far away
Physical status: Blaringly awake due to a few sips of cafe latte, into which I have added approximately 8 packets of sugar. I say approximately because I lost count after 4.

Mental status: Rapidly degenerating into inane giggles, ooga-boogas, and "to add two hydroxyl groups you need to add coffee...what what? Hydrobromines, no! Hydro -- oxymerc -- no, uh, wait. OZONOLYSIS! NO, that makes ketones and aldehydes like warm and dilute I mean concentrated I mean dil-no, concentrated permanganate! O-S-O-four (Osmium tetroxide)! And Kay-MN-O-four, cold and dilute. Yeah!"

Cramp status: Nonexistent because of PAINKILLERS! *insert maniacal laughter*

Plans for the rest of the night: Take out sleep.

...What does it mean when you see MCPBA?? YOU FORM AN EPOXIDE FROM YOUR ALKENE!

"We should invade their countries...and convert them to Christianity."
I'm sure many of us recognize that as from Ann Coulter. Ok, so I don't actually know much about this lady. I tend to avoid political pundits because they say the same things over and over, except that the party changes depending on their personal political persuasion. One minute the Republicans are racist, the next minute Democrats are. One minute the Republicans are traitors to the great U.S., the next minute it's the Democrats who commit vile acts of treason. You get to the end and you realize it's pretty pointless. Liberals will get flaming pissed at Ann Coulter, but conservatives will do the same when reading Michael Moore. Each pundit, after all, says exactly what the people they support want to hear and leaves no room for the "undisclosed opposing side;" they keep things black and white, and a lot people love that because the world with all its greys is too complicated to handle. Pundits are meant to piss the other side off and make their own side feel superior, good, right, white (or left, black); it's all angry rhetoric that facilitates shouting contests, not open-minded discussion. Pundits do more harm than good, because they reinforce the shells people build around themselves with their vitriolic barbs against "the Right" or "the Left." They keep the walls up and firm and insurmountable, when walls should be breaking down between us, so we can see what is on the other side and realize for ourselves that it's not all that bad.

All this because I went to get money from the ATM in the bookstore and then decided to flip through Ann Coulter's Treason, which was on display.:p It was below Michael Moore is a Big Fat Stupid White Man (or whatever the title is), sandwiched between Fahrenheit 9/11 Reader and some other angry diatribe against the Right or the Left, the title of which I've forgotten but is probably something like, How to Talk to a _Conservative/Liberal/people who disagree with you_ if the only other option is poking your eye out. How does all of this help us? Does it make us want to reach out and seek different opinions or does it just make us all hate and misunderstand each other more? I picked up the Ann Coulter book because, like I said, I don't know much about this controversial lady and wanted to see her words for myself. I wanted to break out of my shell and listen to the other side. But she just made me want to up the calcium levels around me again.

I mean, if you read some Ann Coulter quotes, she is unbelievably nasty, almost to the point where you just want to laugh at her and wonder if she's for real. I say "almost" because she's got fans, so some people do think she's for real, and they gobble it up. Their anti-liberal prejudices strengthened, they continue to think the other side is full of crap.

And really, the other side is not helping with this perception. Michael Moore's Fahrenheit 9/11 is intentionally deceitful, meant to make liberals feel like they're the paragon of virtue because their conservative opponents are "clearly" lying scumbags and guess what? Full of crap. Solving the communication problem these people are decidedly not.

Having said all that, I need to immerse myself in academia again and resume studying for orgo. You see, there's a communication problem between myself and the information in my textbook. It does not want to be memorized. I say it will be memorized. I'll tell you how well I've resolved the misunderstanding between us after 3:30 PM, tomorrow.:p

You can always count on me
But you can't always count on your stupid schedule working out! I just went to check my courses because I knew one had been dropped due to lack of student interest (that would be bio 330: vertebrae anatomy. I fail to see why there wouldn't be interest??). Lo and behold, the 5 classes I had originally signed up for dropped to THREE! Three! It's practically unheard of! I was so irritated I had to go re-sign up for the second semester of orgo (it got dropped because the recitation time I wanted was full. Buncha cr*p), then add intro psych to replace vertebrae anatomy, right then and there. No waiting til tomorrow for me! Or at least, no waiting til tomorrow when the sun's actually out...or...you know what I'm talking about.-_-

Right. More studying for me, yay. Why am I such a masochist? Don't answer that.

Monday, December 13, 2004

守るべき物は何なのか?
Must protect: grade, health, sanity.

C'mon, stomach, if you could just get over yourself and stop hurting, I could start studying for my orgo exam. Forgeeeeeeet youuuuuurrrr paaaaaaaaaaaaain....

In other news, bought a colored version of my orgo textbook, put the black and white version up on PennDeck for sale. I am such a dork.

Sunday, December 12, 2004

I'm sorry, Neville
But I still like my Ceylon tea with the infamous cow's milk. :p

4:15 PM on a gloomy Sunday and I haven't eaten a thing. Tis time to remedy that, settle down with my cup of steaming hot tea, and memorize orgo mechanisms. Cheers, all.