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|Sunday, October 26th, 2008|
|Sunday, September 2nd, 2007|
|A meme...whatever that is
Never do the LJ thing anymore, but Sarah tagged me for this, so here goes. 7 things you may not know about me:
1. I love ketchup. When I was little, I would use an entire glass Heinz bottle of it on a small order of fries at Astro Burger. I would eat it until my mouth burned and Nick and I are currently trying to develop some sort of alcoholic drink made of ketchup since I already shoot from those little paper cups while waiting for our In'N'Out order.
2. I can only throw something out if I've completely destroyed it. When I have to throw out makeup from a bloated collection, I smash lipsticks and scratch eyeshadows so that they're completely unusable. Otherwise, I think I might be tempted to retrieve them.
3. I'm 22 but I think potty humor is hilarious. The last time someone mentioned poop I laughed so hard, I cried.
4. When I first discover a song I like, I listen to it 40 times in a row...literally. After hearing a Modest Mouse song on Indie 103.1, I realized I had the song on my iPod and in a few days it went from 0 listens to #4
most played song.
5. I enjoy riding the bus. Despite all the odors, weirdos, waiting, and walking, I'd rather do that then constantly get rides and get dropped off at my door.
6. I'm a neophobe. As neat as I think the idea of trying new things is, I like to stick to safe, familiar things.
7. I can quote "The Simpsons" like nobody's business. There is hardly ever an occassion to which I cannot apply a Simpsons' quote. Err...except maybe this meme...er...."D'oh", there you go.
|Tuesday, June 26th, 2007|
I really do neglect this thing. My hand written journal, too. In a year, I've posted only 7 times.
This year, they really are in South Africa. At this time last year, I was happy to hang out with Nick alot and a year seemed forever away, but here it is and the time is dragging. I miss Nick alot, but it wouldn't be so bad if my whole family were in town during these three weeks. My mom and sister leave tomorrow and I'm in charge of three cats, one fish, my father and my grandmother. I'm looking forward to nights when I can just sleep.
Part of me really feels like quitting my job at the Writing Center. I'm only working there for a little while longer, just until my job at Cedars kicks in. It's only a week and a half more and possibly Saturdays until Fall when I won't be a fulltime student anyway, but the students are starting to get on my nerves more and more and more. Every time a person puts his or her name up on the board for help I cringe. Putdownthemarkerputdownthemarkeridontwan
ttohelpyouidontwanttohelpyou...Hi, what are you working on today? The fake perk is wearing me down.
I know it will be over soon. I know it's only 3 weeks, but it feels like forever and I'm tense because I graduated two weeks ago, had jury duty last week and am continuing to work work work work work and wake up everyday before nine even on weekends because there's always a reason like going to the beach with the family or filing something at UCLA or Cedars. It took two tries to get enough pee for a drug test but at least I didn't have to get poked or XRayed at my physical (but I did discover my right eye is weak).
13 days until I start my job
14 days until Ma and Sarah get back
18 days until Nikko is back
|Monday, May 14th, 2007|
Week 7 of the final final quarter approaches. I've been missing a hell of a lot of school because of increasing anxiety, but it doesn't seems to be reflected in my midterm grades, so I'm not likely to try any harder.
Then it's off to jury duty, living alone for awhile, and finding a job.
I want it to end faster, but I'm also really nervous about the end because it means I have to be grown up for real. Not for play play.
|Tuesday, March 20th, 2007|
|Letting off the Anxiety
1. Took 2 important finals and handed in one final paper on Thursday.
2. Got my hair cut on Friday.( hipnessCollapse )
3. Hebrew final tomorrow, then racing over the LACC to complete job.
4. Spring break next week for UCLA, in two weeks for LACC. Woo for days off and DNA isolation.
|Monday, February 12th, 2007|
School is stressful. Panic attacks have returned. Must write Russian essay. Can't write English essays anymore. Work is good. New tutors are nice. Paycheck is delayed. Must buy Mac Skinfinish in Shimpagne. Must get haircut. Proofread couples essay. Celebrate Valentines day.
|Wednesday, December 27th, 2006|
Anna Karenina is boring.
Taking a Russian lit class seemed like a good idea at the time because
a. I miss small discussion lit classes
b. it fit perfectly in my schedule
c. it will give me units towards graduation
But getting through this book is making me really anxious. I'm trying to do it before school starts up again so I don't stress out about having to read 800 pages overnight. Once it's over, I'm sure I'll be happier.
|Wednesday, September 6th, 2006|
I performed rat CPR today.
|Thursday, August 17th, 2006|
Got the job at Cedars after a lot of paperwork and bloodwork and chest xrays. But it was worth it. I work with 3 other girls and you should hear us when we're handling the rats.
"Oh sweetheart. Come here. I want to love you! Why won't you let me love you?"
"Oh your a big boy aren't you? Aren't you?"
"Owie, don't you bite me you bad boy."
"I know, I know you don't wike being hewd, but you have to, it's fow youw own good. Yes it is! Yes it is!"
We're gonna turn them gay.
This is by far the coolest job I've ever had even if I don't get paid for it. Some former interns become full time workers. Hmmm.
Or maybe I'll just go ahead and become a nurse. I like hospitals.
|Sunday, July 2nd, 2006|
So long story short: Nick isn't going to South Africa because Bill got hit by a van the day before they were supposed to leave. He's ok, but the trip has been rescheduled to next year. So I've been spending lots of time with Nikko, watching Star Trek movies and not eating fried chicken.
On Thursday, I had my interview for the volunteer position. Dr. Pechnick is incredibly nice. He was interested in everything I had to say and it was the most laid back interview I've ever been through. We were sitting at his desk in his lab and there was a mac on it. At one point, the mac fell asleep and screen went dark and for some reason, I automatically jiggled the mouse to bring the screen back to life. As soon as I did it I though "Oh my god, that was so weird of me, he'll think I'm a freak." But he just laughed, asked "what are you doing?" and called me "maternal." Then he showed me some of his emails and grant proposals. So it looks like I've got the job, though I still need to get a TB test (blah, I got a false positive when I was little and I'm hoping I don't have to go through the whole false +/chest X-Ray thing again) and a blood test to check for immunity to chicken pox (which I had when I was 8) and measles (which I've never had and suspect I may need a new MMR for...ack!) The test is scheduled for this Friday. Yay needles!
After the interview, Lisa and I headed over to my other appointment with my doctor. Lisa bought us a bag of fruit with lime and SALT (so good, who knew?) and then we waited to be called in. There was some fumbling on my part with the clothing - embarrassing! I was wearing a dress and the nurse said I didn't have to change into a gown for the exam but then the doctor wanted me to so I had to unbutton all the little buttons. Glad that's over.
Yesterday we went to the beach. Perfect weather, perfect waves. I want to go back again and again.
|Friday, June 23rd, 2006|
So this is what it's like to be in deep. Like family.
Nick is still in town, but he doesn't have his cell phone. They leave tomorrow to South Africa and I've got the tight feeling I had in my stomach when my mom went away for 2 weeks and then the same feeling that I had last year when I got really depressed. It's pushing down the need to cry. And that makes me feel really dumb. I already miss my boyfriend and he hasn't even left yet!
Ah well, it's only 3 weeks. It's doable.
The professor who needs volunteers for his lab (rats who are druggies) wants to interview me sometime next week. It'll be good to put on my resume if I get the job, even sans money.
If I want to become an R.N. I need to get a shitload of vaccinations because I haven't had any since that unfortunate incident of reactive arthritis to the MMR when I was 4. Woohoo...I'll ask my doctor about it this week at my appt. Current Mood: tense
|Monday, June 12th, 2006|
Oh Gwen, look what you've started!
Two updates in one day?
I looked at Hebrew classes for Fall and it's only Tuesday/Thursday and so are my other Psych classes! Oh my goodness. This will be the first time I EVER have a two day only schedule! Then I could be an EOP&S mentor at LACC if they'll take me back. But what about this possible internship working in Dr. Jentsch lab running rodent behavior tests and preparing solutions and injecting them into mutant mice carrying the schizophrenia gene? And maybe a lab?
So many weirdos want to be my myspace friends today.
|Unicorn Cupcakes and Congenital Amusia
Classes are over for the summer, but finals are this week. I'm trying to be a wise little Inna and study a bit every day before cramming on Tuesday night for my 3 finals on Wednesday. I'm also trying to finish a 10 page paper about tone-deafness and I just keep adding extraneous words to each paragraph so as to push one word, such as tone, onto the next line, thereby precluding the need to write another full sentence later on. Do you see how verbose I've become?
Philip is leaving his job at the UCLA medical center because he's graduating, so I'm applying for it. It's mostly running around getting signatures and possibly spinning blood - sounds cool! Then again, it is a 40 minute ride on the bus there...in summer. But it's also way more hours than the writing center would give me and damnit, I need money to fuel my lipstick and cd addiction. Mmmm...gotta love that dopamine release in the Ventral Tegmental Area. *Twitch*
Nick's roommate ate both cupcakes that had accordions on them and I was slightly mad because I made those for Nick even though he got to eat the cupcake that said "Nick". Huh. Next cupcakes will be skull and pirate and accordion and unicorn themed and you better believe Gwen will know about it. :)
|Monday, May 22nd, 2006|
Ok, I'm never eating Mexican food again...for awhile. A month ago I ate at Baja and got really sick, and last night Nick and Bill and I went to El Chavos and this morning my stomach hurts so bad I can feel it in my back...if that makes any sense.
So I'm missing school and it's making me nervous. I have 2 discussion sections, 110 and 115, with a quiz in 115 that I'll have to drop despite a lower grade I would have liked to drop. And I'll miss 1 attendance point. Hebrew is whatever (I've missed 1/30-something classes). Cognitive Psych of Music is also a whatever. Kendall has all his notes online and I'm allowed one unexcused absense, but I won't get back my test, though I already know the grade...
I think it's the time-waste I'm feeling. But I suppose I can study for my 110 midterm or start writing my 110 paper or my Cogpsych paper. Or maybe I could sleep.
|Thursday, May 4th, 2006|
Feeling really un-pretty...ugly.
Had a bad dream last night with little animals suffering and dying. Traumatizing.
|Thursday, April 27th, 2006|
This update is for Gwen. :)
This morning there was a man with very dirty fingernails on the bus. I noticed that when the lady sitting next to me got up to wait for her stop, she held onto the pole next to the man's seat and he touched her pink sleeve inconspicuously. Then he fanned out his fingers wistfully as she walked off the bus. It was very strange.
The bus is a strange place. I had to go to LACC after my last class to give my friend, John, a mix CD I'd made for him. I got on a long double rapid bus and just as we were reaching my stop, we heard a pop and the sound of rushing...something. Turns out the driver got too close to the sidewalk and got a flat tire!
Now I need to transcribe more adventures of Yavgeniy and Noa!
|Sunday, April 9th, 2006|
So I managed all A's last semester, even an A+ from Sabar. And that has me pretty confident, at least confident enough to take 20 units this semester. Week 1 is over and here are my overall impressions:Hebrew 102C
- More of the same class format. Good review of vocab and future tense and Israeli slang. Hakol KHarageel! Lot's of homework but I did a considerable amount of worksheets in advance so that should give me a bit of extra time when I get crunched.Hebrew 111B
- Conversational Hebrew at last! It's a once a week class and I'm hoping it won't put too much pressure on me. At least its fun to watch videos of Israeli's rapidly speaking Hebrew. Hamadimshelachmachmi'imlach! We're studying compliments and "wooing" so we got to woo each other in some little practice scenarios. Still slightly embarrassed by my attempts and pronouncing the Israeli "r".Cognitive Psych of Music
- Honestly, I don't know what this class is like. We had a short intro class on Monday, and he didn't come on Wednesday. It looks to be very interesting and I do enjoy both psychology and music. I'm most concerned about the 10 page final project paper thing. But like all assignments, gam zeh ya'avor. I realized that when I was looking through my livejournal earlier and saw all the various entries complaining about mounds of work and deadlines, all of which eventually passed.Psych 115
- Called the Principles of Behavioral Neuroscience, but it's really just a more detailed version of BioPsych. Thank goodness for taking that class with Amy and her silly hints. At least I remember what sulcii and gyrii are. The teacher talks incredibly fast and his slides go by in a hurry, but I'm doing my best to write everything down. He has his slides up on our course website, but I feel better if I write the info myself. At least I'll have seen it once before I study. In fact, I should be reading homework from this book, but I'm not too interested in Na+ channels and whatnot. Psych 110
- Another so called "difficult" core class. I find it's easier to sit through this 1hr 15 min class than 100A ever was. The class is called "Fundamentals of Learning" and he made our reflexes "learn" by firing loud shots from his soundbox that made everyone jump. The material seems deceptively simple, but I hear the tests are very hard and conceptual. Am I good at that?
Right now I'm just trying to stay on top of reading and homework. The schedule is more grueling than the previous ones as I have about 3 classes a day. But it's alright. I'm sure I'll thank myself after this quarter is over. I haven't made any new friends but the people in Hebrew are lovely and there are always the discussion sections which begin next week! Woot!
|Saturday, March 18th, 2006|
Lot's of them. And many of them suck.
|Wednesday, March 15th, 2006|
Today, we finally finished gathering the data from our experiments. And the results....
No Main Effects!
But then what would you expect from an experiment so badly confounded by pretty much everything!
As long as this class is graded heavily on writing and not on performance of the experiment...I should be fine. I'll just have to eloquently state that the experiment was crap. But with the right transitions, I could still get my A. Jolena called me on Saturday and told me there wasn't much to fix in my first submission because it was FANTASTIC. During our meeting, she recommended I advertise my editing services to 100newBies. Which sounds good.
Debbie started talking to me as we were waiting for various groups to run through the different conditions. She said she felt like it was all her fault and that it was taking forever. But my anger has abated so I just shrugged her suggestions off.
We are all competing and I'm only concerned right now about doing the best I can on MY paper.
|Friday, March 3rd, 2006|
Bah...I don't think I should just be taking 3 classes at UCLA this quarter. I need to step it up in terms of the amount of Psych classes I'm taking. The problem is, the core classes that are still open conflict with my work schedule at the Writing Center. Damnit. I could quit but I want the money. Maybe I need to call Freddie and see if there is another timeslot open for tutoring. Poop.
A Hebrew lapse...
Ani mistakelet batelevizia. Hatochnit hee "Antiques Roadshow". Ish amar leisha sheha agilim shebeadam shilma shesh meot dolar, olim 15 elef dolar!
Yashanti kim'at shlosha shaot batzohoraim veani rotzah lehayradem shuv aval ani mechakah lesha'ah teysha kiday lo lihitorrer be'emtza halayla.
Slicha lachem shelo medabrim beivrit.