| Robbiewoo and Maiawoo |
[03/23/09] |
Rob and I got back together. He's changed a lot and fixed a lot of his old problems and although I was skeptical at first, he's proven to me that we can work. I feel like we seamlessly cascaded into an earlier part in our relationships, the constant kinky fucking sushi eating poopsiewoo calling joke making one. I love the guy, it's undeniable. I would have missed him too, if I didn't deny all of my feelings and start hooking immediately.
He's going to California for a month and I'm glad, we've been too interdependent. I want to spend some weekends with my friends having some old-fashioned college drinking fun. I am going to work on developing some of my friend relationships. I'll work on getting a better grade in chemistry.
Cancun was so relaxing. Me, white beach, blue water, and a pina colada. I will miss it.
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[12/06/08] |
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It's funny the way life works. I could never imagine 4 years ago that I would be sitting at Tufts trying to be a good student to get into medical school. Does that mean something will shock me about the next 4 years from now? I BETTER BE IN MEDICAL SCHOOL, otherwise something has gone terribly wrong. I think about it every single day. I cannot wait to become a doctor.
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[12/06/08] |
I am irritated with someone for something, but somehow I find that writing about it never helps, but at least I should acknowledge it.
Last day of classes=Monday
Three finals, going home on the 16th. Horny, miss sex.
Someone stole my shampoo.
I don't want to study for bio.
My back hurts.
I miss Rob and wish he would stop working on the weekends. That will never happen. I made my resume today, it needs to improve- I did better in high school, but then again I did have 4 years. It's ok, it will get better.
Must finish summer internship applications and turn in the resident assistant application.
AHH. It's ok.
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| College Life |
[09/11/08] |
This livejournal will most likely be a continuous update on how I am doing on getting into medical school.
My classes:
Bio 1
Intro to Community Health
Viewpoints on Health
Russian 3
Cognitive Psychology
And I am now getting an extra "class credit" for something I will discuss shortly.
So far, my interview for Tufts EMS squad is next week- my MA date is still unknown for the test, they should tell me in two weeks.
I am a research assistant in a psych lab starting next week with a French psychologist. And I am getting course credit for it, along with a med school recommendation.
Hopefully also joining the Peer Health Exchange (training program to teach high school students health classes in schools that lack it), should be contacted for an interview shortly.
I've also become member of the Student Health Advisory Board. These activities take up more than enough of my free time. Bio is ridiculously difficult, from what I've seen of the practice tests. Must go study.
I will do ANYTHING for a 4.0. I will do ANYTHING to get into med school. So excited to begin the research thing (I just got my position 10 minutes ago aah!)
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| Just Life |
[06/18/08] |
I had this dream today in which I spoke to myself about what I am dissatisfied about, and it was the weirdest thing ever because it must be the most direct way my subconsious has ever communicated with consious me. Anyway, I wanted to analyze it more so I've made an entry for myself about it, and thought, well, why not make a real entry?
So. College start in 2 months, I've been off for a month. What has happened thus far?
There has been prom, with sixflags/beach afterwards
There has been job-hunting after which I have been hired (at least on a trial-basis which starts this friday) at the Sushi place at the palisades mall. I applied at 20 places in 3 days.
There has been my acceptance of my decision to go to Tufts (JUMBOS!!!!) and my continued questioning of pursuing a medical career. Additionally, Tufts has chosen me, based on my advising application to be one of 14 (out of 3000) Health Careers Fellows, to be given extra resources and a personal seminar with the chief director of Med School Advising at Tufts. I think I might get into med school now.
There has been my CPR certification and the continuation of my EMT Class. I am now on airway obstruction. After the class finished and I am certified in NJ, I'll get re-certified for MA during my first weeks at Tufts and start voluteering on the Tufts EMS squad.
I've been spending as much time as ever with Rob. I love my poopsiewoo/poodle very much and will miss him so much. There's been a coordination of how we will visit each other.
I am now sitting in front of my EMT book and Sex and the City (there's been a re-ordering of HBO on demand). I've started the book Twilight as well as How Doctors Think, and am continuing reading other med books. Last week, I applied to the FOCUS program at Tufts which is a pre-orientation thing where we live in churches in Boston, volunteer, get to know the city, and each other.
I've been lackadaisaclly going to the gym, which I should prob do now, but I've been around 120 anyway due to continued "exercise" with Rob.
There's been a playing of the Harry Potter Goblet of Fire game on XBox, which Rob bought me. (IT IS SOOOO GOOD. It's like I'm in Harry Potter!! And going throught the whole FREAKIN big castle is like whoaaa.) There's been an appreciation of how easily and cheaply Rob can get video games (I've also started Kingdom Hearts).
Basically, I am content. I need to make more money, but the sushi place will hopefully do that for me. I also need to go to six flags (just because) and eventually buy a new laptop for myself this summer (I'm waiting for some sale, 4th of july or something else like that). I need to get Rob a bday present.
Basically it...
Yay, I wrote an entry!
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[07/18/07] |
So I'm sitting in a computer lab right now... I'm exhausted. Gov school is playing assassins, which is rather amusing.
I apparently now do bad things in libraries, who knew?
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| I will marry this author |
[05/28/07] |
Once in a while, I find people who sound amazingly quirkly, literate, and sarcastic. Unfortunately, most of these are female. Here is a male, yay!. At least I assume it's a male... my god, I have to email him/her to make sure
COCA-COLA SLOGANS
Drink Coca-Cola (1886)
This was the original slogan. I understand advertising was much less reliant on mountain bikes and above-the-navel tube tops in the 1800's than it is now. This is the quintessential Coca-Cola slogan; it's short, it's vaguely authoritarian, and it completely fails to actually give any reasons why you should drink Coke. This is because you can't actually convince anyone they need Coke. You either like the taste or you don't, and it doesn't provide you with any benefits you can't get from other places, like hummingbird feeders. Their ad campaigns are instead based on making sure that everyone who would ever consider drinking Coke never forgets for an instant that the option is available. Anyhow, this at least is simple and to the point. A-
I'd Like to Buy the World a Coke (1971)
This was an offshoot of the unfortunate ad jingle turned folk song I was forced to sing too many times in grade school. The song was, among other things, about teaching the world to sing in perfect harmony, which is pretty ironic because most of the people I've heard sing it were in no position to be giving lessons. Don't get me wrong, I'm all in favor of starry-eyed idealism, but not when it's being used to sell soda pop, and especially not when it contains forced lines about snow-white turtledoves. D
Coke Adds Life (1976)
They missed out on a great chance for an ad here. Scene: the Garden of Eden, circa 4004 BC. God (looking not unlike the Coke-swilling Santa Claus of yore) forms Adam from the dust, humming mildly to himself as he does so. When Adam's prone and lifeless form is complete, God dribbles a couple drops of Coca-Cola onto his lips. Adam blinks, sits up, and sees the Big Guy holding an icy-cold bottle of Coke. Being only recently made of dust, he's parched, and reaches out to God in a pose strongly reminiscent of the Sistine Chapel. "Coca-Cola Adds Life." Boom, instant megahit. They could have followed up with a series of Old Testament Coke ads, and eventually released The Bible, Revised Caffeinated Edition. C+
Coke Is It (1982)
At this point they've gone from authoritarian to positively Orwellian. "Coke Is All There Is," the slogan seems to imply. "All Is Coke. There Are No Other Forms of Refreshment. Drink Coke Or Die Screaming." Armed, jackbooted Cola Enforcers roam the streets, dragging off anyone caught with a can of Mountain Dew. Children in school pledge allegiance to Coke. History books mentioning Pepsi are burned in secret. Red flags with jaunty white ribbons running across them snap sternly in the hot wind. "Coke. Do Not Attempt To Escape." A
Red, White and You (1986)
This was a result of the doomed New Coke fiasco. The Coca-Cola company, whipped into shame by people who never protested when their ketchup or paper towels were "improved," re-releases "Coca-Cola Classic" with this lame slogan. The ominous pronouncements of past campaigns are replaced with a wheedling humanist attempt to get people to identify themselves with Coca-Cola. Before, Coke was above mere humans; it was a force of history, a societal universal. Now it's a touchy-feely hands-on Soft Drink of the People. "Coke Feels Your Pain." D-
Always Coca-Cola (1993)
Now we're getting back into the familiar realms of overstatement. Coke already trades on nostalgia to an alarming extent, especially come Christmastide. This slogan, I think, is an attempt to pioneer the powerful advertising concept of "pre-nostalgia." Teen cola drinkers are too young to have misty memories of days gone by, but Coca-Cola assures them that one day they'll miss their days of looking forward to the time when they can look back fondly on their youthful exuberance for their nostalgic future. And Coca-Cola will have been there. B
-http://bookofratings.com/archive.html
p.s. I love coke, I'm drinking it right now
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[05/12/07] |
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| AP EXAMS SHALL BE THE DEATH OF ME |
[05/08/07] |
Nothing is as painful as failure. Especially when I tried. Ah this sucks... I did hundreds of practice problems, studied for probably about 50 hours, did a practice test, and practically a whole book worth of highlighting and note-taking, including not going to school for a day to solely study, and study I did. Yet I failed my ap statistics exam.
Yes, I know it doesn't matter and I could cancel it. But still, I've always had this pre-arranged on my mental transcript "sats- 2400, sats- 780, 760, 800, aps- 5, 5, 5"
things are not coming together. sats close enough, sat 2's, still working on them- but these darn ap exams just aren't coordinating with my master plan. THEY MUST SUBMIT. I was so distraught that I immediately went to the supermarket to buy sugar free ice cream, diet soda, and sugar free gum because I new bad things would happen otherwise, like our whole refrigerator getting eaten. As it is, a cup of ice cream, 3958787 pieces of sour applegum and 3 cans of diet cherry cola did the trick. Altogether, that's only like 250 calories, which is a disaster eluded indeed.
Now I'm trying to catch up w/hw and find out wtf is happening w/the vietnam war and the cold war.... oh how I hope I'll do better on history =/
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| Alas Cornell is not my dream school |
[04/10/07] |
Cornell is in the middle of nowhere. It took us 4 1/2 hours to get there, with about 3 hours of mooing cows, pastures with occasional red barns, and horses (and ONE person that we spotted outside in the three hours). The "town" surrounding it is nothing more than a multitude of restaurants with the occasional off-campus dorm or frat house.
I'll admit the college itself is pretty. However, the town is so small, Cornell students comprise 2/3 of it. And it's 4 hours away from CIVILIZATION. Not from like... cities even. From PEOPLE and NORMAL LIFE. All Cornell has is COWS.
Absolutely unacceptable.
I did get really really comfy pants from them though.
The bastards don't look at the sat writing section. AH HOW I HATE COLLEGES THAT DO THIS. They should look at it. We had to take it. WHY DON'T THEY LOOK AT IT?!
khjdsghfdskjg
Stupid colleges. Just my luck... when colleges look at the 3-part sat score, my score might have qualified me for scholarships or something, but OH NO not a 1460... that's not even a 1500!!!!
During the duration of my visit, I was like.. well, this is nice.... look how quaint... GOD I WISH I WAS IN NY OR BOSTON
I think I would rather give up Cornell's ivy leaginess just to have a city nearby.
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| My Prom Dress |
[04/05/07] |
I was so against this at first because I really really really wanted a long, fluffy dress. But then this looks good on me and matches my eyes!!
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[03/28/07] |
I'm going to get so fat from working at the bakery. Unlimitied cookies, cakes, and pizza, and drinks. OMG
SO GOOD
YET SO BAD
today was the last day of pigging out
p.s. does anyone want to go and help clean up hackensack river w/me? it's only like 1-2 days a month, saturdays like 6 hrs and would look amazing on a resume...
and it would be fun and good for the enviroment!!! mhm
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[03/05/07] |
Oh my God. I did it!!!!!! I won't say what, but I've been trying since like... ever....
yesssssss
Where there's a will, there's a way.
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[12/18/06] |
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Peach died in my arms today. Merry Christmas
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[12/16/06] |
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I'm trying to remain optimistic. Peach wasn't able to breathe very well at home this morning and he got just worse and worse until at 7am he collapsed. My mom rushed him to the nearest open animal hospital... one in Paramus, which is apparently one of the biggest in the US. They gave him a kagillion shots and an IV, X-rays, and put him in an oxygen tank in intensive care. He's in critical condition.
Then my mom came back home and told me how he was and w/e and I had to get ready for ski instructing, but I'm like screw that, so I went to see him. There was this young doctor who didn't look like she was any older than 20 and she's like... we don't know what's wrong with him, he's still the same. I went to see him and poor peach was just sitting there staring at a wall, taking short breaths and not even recognizing me. I burst into tears and completely zoned out of all her explanations of what could possibly be wrong with him.
So I came to my job like 3 hours late with an extremely sad demeanor and told my boss the long sad story. Which I'm pretty sure he didn't really want to hear. w/e anyway, 6 hours later, I was done and went to see Peach again.
The X-rays showed that my poor darling peach has heart disease. They wouldn't even promise me he'd make it. So he's still at the hospital and will be there until Monday, best scenario. However, they are saying that they are "aggressively treating him" for heart failure and liquid in his lungs and that he's been showing slight improvement.
Not to mention that this is all so much money. It's up to $2000 so far. My mom wanted to take him home, since they charge the most for keeping him there overnight for so many nights, but apparently, he would surely die if we did that. So there he is.
PEACH!!!!!!!
Send good vibes.
I am so sad.
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