Sigh

Sadness.

I think I have PMDD like in the commercials.

I hate this.

I shall period soon...eeeew!

Micro Notes

Today is a beautiful day to just hang out and do nothing...I think I feel like that most of the time everyday that I'm here in midwest central. But, today I actually have to start reading my micro notes for that test on Monday. It's quite annoying actually. There's a bunch of words used the wrong way and I hate it! It bothers me so much that I actually have to white them out and re-write them. It's the OCD in me. Here are some of the stuff that bugs me:

Effects many organ systems in a susceptible host

umm....maybe some ppl should review the difference between 'effects and affects'

The expressed phenotype is usually less then the full potential encoded by the genotype.

This is first grade grammar: Than vs then. Gaah!

Certain medications slow peristalsis and thereby increase transition of gut flora across normal intestinal epithelial barriers barriers.

Got it. Got it. Need I say more?

"Lord knows I'm not you

And if I was I wouldn't be so cruel

Because waiting on love

Ain't so easy to do"

Sitting, Waiting, Wishing ~Jack Johnson

Insomnia

Freakin' a. I can't sleep. I was sleepy at 10:30 p.m. and then I slept for a good 5 minutes and woke up. Grr. Now, I don't know what to do again 'cause everyone's sleeping. Boo med school peeps boo.

A More Mature Way to Break-Up with Neeps

Okay, so I talked to a friend and this is what I should say to Neeps:


I have realized that we both have a different way of studying and approaching certain situations. And, I know that we've been studying together for the past quarter, however, I think we are at a point where our learning styles are diverging from each other. And, I'm not saying that my approach or yours is the right way, but I'm saying that they are different. I think that from now on, we should go our separate ways and study with the people that we benefit from and learn most out of the short period of time that we're given.

I also want to let you know that I don't appreciate the snide comments and tone of voice you use when you get stressed. I feel like you are taking it out on the people that don't shouldn't have to be treated in that way. And, perhaps you don't interpret the things you say when you are stressed to be mean, but I translate it in that way. I'm a quiet person and I try to be patient, and a lot of the times, I let the things you say go, but I just want to let you know that I am a person who gets really offended when someone yells right at my face or says comments with rude undertones. Just don't do it again and the world will be a happier place.

My point is I think that we would be better off if we study with other people from now on and it's nothing against you. We're just different.

(Amen. Hallelujah!)

Drama Mia Once Again

Ok so venting time. Peas four gimme again for the lack of posts, but really I had nothing to talk about for the past few weeks. Sadness. Today, though is venting time: Some friends (and I'm not naming any names) are just waaaay too demanding for me and waaay too drama over things that shouldn't be a big deal. Let's call this friend 'Neeps.' So, Neeps and I study together with a couple other people and I happen to laugh with one of the other people I was studying with and Neeps very rudely claps her hands in front of my face and yells something like, "I have had enough of this! Focus people!!!!" Normally, I would let that go, but seeing that I was on task and I just happen to laugh & have fun while studying, that totally pissed me off. And, to the people who know me well, you know that for the most part I'm chill, but when someone yells at me like that they are totally asking for it. I really hate it when people mistake my kindness for weakness. So, I swear I was gonna push Neeps' fat ass down the ground and attack her with my fist because no one yells at me like that. So, I yell back shaking with my bloodshot eyes, "f-you" finger ('cause her face ain't worth the hand) and then said, "I f-ing don't need you," and walked away. And, I swear to you that took a lot of control not to bitch slap her across the face on my part because this is not the first time that she has actually done this to me and other people. So, I have now yelled at exactly two of my so called demanding friends in my lifetime.

So, it ended pretty quickly 'cause she apologized right when I was walking away. But, two-faced me can forgive you, but I will never forget it and I told myself that I'm cutting down on Neeps time from now on.

But, then Neeps sends me this valentine stuff animal bear, balloon thing with candy. So, I'm like okay she's trying to get on my good side and maybe she is sorry. But, really, I'm thinking to be really sorry I don't need freaking gifts, I need to see a tear roll down your cheek. Plus, anyone who knows me well knows that I think stuffed animals are generally a waste of space and I need truffles not candy. Dammit. Anyway, for a good half a day I thought okay I'll put up with Neeps. Be nice, be nice. And then the next day happened.

So, I'm in anatomy lab again and I'm studying with another friend because Neeps is following a professor like a lost dog. It so happens that Neeps and I were suppose to go down the anatomy checklist together. But, I'm like whatever she's busy and if I really had to study with someone I'll study with a drama free person instead and if Neeps wants to join she can come and get me. So, after my friend and I found all the structures we were looking for, Neeps comes over and says "Oh you're going down the checklist. You know, I was waiting for you." She was totally trying to give me a guilt trip. Bullshit she was trying to wait for me. I saw her going down the checklist with someone else. So, how dare she accuse me! And, why the hell is this a big deal?!!!! I told her I was leaving because I need to study for physio and told her which bodies had the structures she was looking for. So, my friend and I walk away and then we were looking at Netter's the anatomy book to answer one last question before we left and Neeps comes up to us and rudely says, "Rose, I thought you were leaving," and walks away. Beotch. I was. I so bitch slapped her in my mind.

So, to Neeps. I'll be nice as your acquaintance and professionally, but really, I'm cutting you off my life. I don't need the drama.

Lesson learned: I should've known about the Neeps.

Pet Peeves

I was running at the gym yesterday and this guy was running next to me and kept looking over at my screen. The reason I know this is 'cause the treadmills face the window and I can see his and my reflection. The guy would run slower so he'd be at the edge of the treadmill look over to his right (where I am), look at my screen, and then run faster, look under the t-shirt he put over his treadmill screen and see how fast he's going compared to me. Loser. He did that more than six times. That is until this teenage track runner got on the treadmill to his left and was running so fast without struggling. So, this guy looked over the teenage track runner's screen, then my screen, then his screen...and got off the treadmill. Finally. He just got intimidated by the track runner and couldn't run faster than him. Ha! That's what you get peeper!

Be Nice to Cholito Part Deux

I don't know about this be nice to Cholito idea..So, last week I my friends and I decided to order pizza for dinner and we met up at Katie's apartment. Cholito wanted to ride with Rachna, Hazel, & me. I was driving, so I told him, "Yeah sure, you can ride with us." Yikes! I was at the brink of not being nice anymore by the end of the night. I think it was because I already saw him earlier this week. And, I can only handle a Cholito dose once a week.

Anyways, we were driving there and I had Wicked playing. And, he's like, "This musical isn't so good." Big mistake. I'm like, "Why?!" At the same time thinking...really? Who made you the guru of musicals? Do you even know how to read music?! Do you play any musical instruments?! Have you ever seen musicals before???! He's like, "Just listen to the drums..it doesn't go." I'm thinking, man you're trying so hard to be a music expert. The drums totally go. It's an upbeat song. They're keeping the tempo. Duh. They need the drums there. And then he says, "And the people aren't singing well." As if!!!! Then I said, "They're totally in tune!" Stupid boy doesn't know what that means. Like he could sing. Then I just smiled 'cause I'm trying sooo hard to be nice to Cholito.

During the pizza dinner, I totally had a Cholito break and just talked to other people. But, then I had to take him home too. *sigh* That's what happens when you drive. So, Cholito asked if he could look around my car. (He's sitting in the passenger seat at this time 'cause he called shotgun and rather have the girls sit at the back). I said, "Yeah go ahead." By the time he almost finished looking around the car and opening every compartment there is, it was time to drop him off. I thought, thank God! Please go. But, then he was having this conversation with Rachna about what her family nickname was. We had this conversation at dinner and he missed it or forgot it, so he wants to know. And, Rachna obviously doesn't wanna tell him. I'm thinking she doesn't wanna tell you! Leave her alone. And just go. Then he starts opening and closing that compartment between the seats compulsively. Open, close, open, close. Then I say, "Oh my god! You're ruining my car! It's new. Stop it. Stop it!" To which I added, "Jon-jon," (who is my old blind dog's name & Cholito's family nickname), "you're like my dog. I have to tell him to stop it." Then Rachna, to free Hazel and me from our misery, told Cholito her nickname. It was then that Cholito finally got off the car. But, he just had to hover over the window and make a pouty face. Totally not cute. I just drove away as fast as I can. This be nice to Cholito is harder than I thought.

Be Nice to Cholito

Last December 3, 2004 I wrote this about Cholito:

Cholito Where is Your Pride?
I know this person from school whom my roomie & I have secretly nicknamed "Cholito." Cholito was cool in the beginning of the school year & now he turned touchy-feely on us. Like giving us awkward hugs when we don't need one. And, I'm sorry to say, kisses on the cheek to say goodbye. Yuckiness! Do I look like a girl who needs to be kissed on the freakin' cheek? How do I know he doesn't have herpes? Don't get me wrong though, I love kisses on the cheek from cute guys that I like, but NOT Cholito.
Cholito is about as tall as my roomie Cat & even shorter than her when she wears heels 'cause she says she can see the top of his head when she does. He got his nickname 'cause he's this short guy who used to have these two lines above his lips he called a mustache as if he wanted to be a cholo, but it really didn't work. He wears this real unfashionable fleece pull over jacket with a big white stripe across his pseudo-pectorals with a random hat and dress shoes aaallll the time. And, when he talks he tah-aacks loike thiis..........and......pauses like he's talking to a moron. Then, when you start to talk he talks over your sentences like he has something more important to say.
Anyways, Cat & I have decided that Cholito is not straight & may be gay, but his non-existent fashion sense even puts the gay guys to shame. He just recently moved into campus & he called me & Cat to help him move in. Okay, there's something truly wrong with this picture...first, guys do NOT ask two girls to help them move in. Guys offer their help when girls are moving in, but never ask. This is the first time this has happened to me. Second, Cholito has asked two girls..ahem..TWO GIRLS to basically carry boxes for him. I mean c'mon, where's his pride???! Third, he calls us up not in the afternoon, not early at night, not at a convenient time, but a 11:00 p.m. and then asks "When are you guys going to sleep?" To which we responded at 11:30 p.m. So, being the smart & very considerate person Cholito is, he calls us up at 11:30 p.m. to help him move in. And, of course it was the perfect time to ask us to help him because it was hella cold and snowing outside and we were already in our pajamas. (By the way, I'm not stupid I didn't roll out of bed to help)
But, it doesn't just end there. Yesterday, Cholito calls me at 10:00 p.m. & says "When are you going to sleep?" To which I again responded, "11:30" Then he says that he needs help to bring some food up his room. So, to get him off my back I'm like, "Sure, I'll help you out as long as I'm not sleeping." And, Cholito is sooooo smart that he again calls me at 11:30 asking for help. But, he doesn't call me once, nope, not twice, but three times and all three times leaving messages saying he has bags of groceries that'll take him a couple of trips to unload and he's outside...and can I help him...and then he attempts to put this guilt trip on me and says.."ooooh, but your probably sleeping already." Okay. wtf?! Being the smart medical student Cholito is, he calls me three times at 11:30 after I said I'm going to sleep at 11:30. And, because he didn't want to make a couple of trips to his room in the middle of the night he would rather wake me up and carry the grocery bags for him. Really. That's just inconsiderate to say the least.

Okay, I have to admit that's a bit harsh even for a guy who can't carry his own groceries. So, this year, I've decided that I will be nice to Cholito. Not just two-faced nice, but genuinely nice. No fake smiles and shallow flattery. But, that doesn't mean we have to be BFF! It simply means that I won't complain about him so much. I won't even try to change the way he is. I figured at 28 years old he should be able to figure that out for himself. And, when he says something I don't like I can just make eye contact and walk away. Let's hope he doesn't take that as a signal to "hey follow me!"

It's Freakin' HOT in Illinois

It's soooo HOT here and humid and nasty! I'm sensing that I'm starting to smell like stinky socks and moth balls once again. It's not cute. And then, to top it all off...the bed bugs are back. Some spider or moth or something bit me last night. Now, I have at least seven red dots on my right foot and one on my left leg. I wanna talk to that bug and say, "What's so special about the right leg huh?! I take showers!"

To get away from the heat, I drove my bra-less self to the home of centralized air conditioning...the library (a five minute walk). I'd walk around nekkid if I had to, but I don't wanna traumatize people. Anyway, it was really boring to just sit there. Especially when people are not around yet 'cause it's only the first week of school, but I'd do anything for air conditioning.