mountainous heathen!
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holly girl jennyman cyrus boyk sina boy robert reich honey jaan Prufrock If Afraid So Today's poem |
~ Wednesday, February 09, 2005
wicked wednesdays happy new year. last night being new year's eve, jenny and i went out in search of fish, because you have GOT to eat fish on new year's. just like ours'. i called my mom and told her about all the things you've GOT to do, and after each one, she promptly got excited and said, "just like ours!!" to which jenny replies, "see, everyone's chinese." :) i shake my head, my fist, and my ass. yes, in that order. only an hour and a half left until jenny can be ANGRY again. she's been waiting patiently all day. in celebration, we'll drink coffee, or chrysanthemum tea. what, you don't drink chrysanthemum tea everyday? today, i went to the library and studied for a long time. i was in a very productive mood. things made sense. curves had correlation at last. i had the voet and voet book, the stryer, and the lehninger book all in front of me. three generations worth of biochemistry. sina's was the most ochem-oriented one. if you get that one, i think the other ones just fall into place. i've been wrong to purchase textbooks all these years. all being two. this way is much better. you are FORCED to go to the library and study. there's no slack on book time, and you don't waste so much money. it's great. although, there is something to be said about keeping the textbooks you used in college, to which i say that when i "grow up" and "become rich," i will purchase all these textbooks in nostalgia, in reminiscence of these days. calender finally sang in class. after all the anticipation and the hype, it wasn't so exciting. i mean it was ok, but it was no cigar. i thought he'd sing some popular song, but he sang a song about protein synthesis pathways, which wasn't very melodic. we laugh at him so much more when his voice cracks because he's laughing too hard. what a silly man. i know i promised to write about pedi, but this entry is getting too long as is. thus, i will postpone him again until next time. i hope you can hold out. |