Saturday, November 25, 2006
My aunt is crazy amazing - For Thanksgiving, she made:
1. Turkey, of course
2. Candied Yams
3. Buttermilk squash (what?) soup
4. Fancy Salad
5. Rosemary prime rib
6. A Chinese beef dish
7. Mashed potatoes
8. gravy to go along with it
9. Stuffing
10. Not one, but TWO kinds of stuffing.
11. String beans
My dad brought ham.
1. Turkey, of course
2. Candied Yams
3. Buttermilk squash (what?) soup
4. Fancy Salad
5. Rosemary prime rib
6. A Chinese beef dish
7. Mashed potatoes
8. gravy to go along with it
9. Stuffing
10. Not one, but TWO kinds of stuffing.
11. String beans
My dad brought ham.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Happy Thanksgiving, ya'll.
Need to read list:
The Plague (currently reading)
Woman Warrior
Ulysses (probably NEVER will read)
And school books. Oh shit
So I walked into the guest room today (I no longer have my own room in our house... kind of sad), and I see, to my horror, some certificates for smart kids that I got like way back in middle school and high school, and then a giant picture of myself. All of this arranged with some tacky asymmetry next to some weird piece of modern art that I can't quite decipher.
Horrified, simply horrified.
--
It's interesting how friendships shift and change. The people I thought were gunna be BFFs (haha) don't always stay that way, and the people whom I thought would never stay in touch are in fact my closest confidants.
I guess i used to have a lot of issues with these things - must be from being the only child for a long time. But recently just going with the flow and not really having any expectations has been pretty nice.
I'm excited to go to med school and see what'll happen from there.
I wonder what specialty I'll pick, I wonder if I'll do research, I wonder if I'll help people (hopefully that's a yes), I wonder if it'll be fun going to school with a bunch of people as neurotic and socially incompetent as me. Most of all, I wonder what my financial aid package will look like :-P
I wonder if I'll fall in love.
HAHAHAHA Gotcha!
Need to read list:
The Plague (currently reading)
Woman Warrior
Ulysses (probably NEVER will read)
And school books. Oh shit
So I walked into the guest room today (I no longer have my own room in our house... kind of sad), and I see, to my horror, some certificates for smart kids that I got like way back in middle school and high school, and then a giant picture of myself. All of this arranged with some tacky asymmetry next to some weird piece of modern art that I can't quite decipher.
Horrified, simply horrified.
--
It's interesting how friendships shift and change. The people I thought were gunna be BFFs (haha) don't always stay that way, and the people whom I thought would never stay in touch are in fact my closest confidants.
I guess i used to have a lot of issues with these things - must be from being the only child for a long time. But recently just going with the flow and not really having any expectations has been pretty nice.
I'm excited to go to med school and see what'll happen from there.
I wonder what specialty I'll pick, I wonder if I'll do research, I wonder if I'll help people (hopefully that's a yes), I wonder if it'll be fun going to school with a bunch of people as neurotic and socially incompetent as me. Most of all, I wonder what my financial aid package will look like :-P
I wonder if I'll fall in love.
HAHAHAHA Gotcha!
Monday, November 20, 2006
Yale Trip
Was very very very fun.
I arrived late at Hartford, they made us sit on the runway for 30 minutes cause they had more planes than gates. Fools. Then I took a shuttle to Yale, and I met a fellow interviewee, so we chatted for a while. He was pretty cool.
Got to Yale, met up with Erica, checked into hotel, then had some Thai. Met up w/ David at Starbucks. Hmmmm it was raining and I kind of sucked and forgot to bring an umbrella, and Erica's noble umbrella died. My pant leg got REALLY wet and it was very upsetting.
Um, interview went well, I think. I hope. I really liked it - there were some tough/thoughtful questions, and I felt I did ok with them.
Tour was awesome. I really liked the school, so that was fun.
OK now's the fun stuff.
Erica and I wandered around New Haven trying to find me socks (laundry ate my socks, you know the story). And let me tell you, their campus is fricking BEAUTIFUL. I love the architecture, although Erica won't let up on letting me know that I didn't like Yale in hs. (I thought the architecture was creepy at the time. I think I was just trying to be anti-establishment. Or something).
Then DINNER w/ Shieh and Larsen at this pizza place. OH MY FUCKING GOD. Whoever came up with mashed potatoes and bacon pizza is a genius, please let me shake the guy's hand. It was SO good. That place had AMAZING pizza, and I got a beer called the "Toasted blonde." I don't know where they come up with these ridiculous beer names - it was light though. I'm not a big beer fan, but it goes well with pizza.
Met David's friends - they were really cool. It was then I found out that David has been referring to me as "Lesbian Jenny" for the longest time, and I was greeted as such. "So, you're lesbian Jenny." I guess it was slightly inappropriate that one of the first things we talked about was tagteaming david's mom. Well, you know, 99 apples and cranberry juice is the best thing ever.
then i got hungry and we went to this place and ate fries with the most amazing sauce. and then we hopped on over to an Asian snack place. And ate some more.
FAT FAT FAT
Of course, I am the queen of awkwardness, and while Erica was talking to her hip grad school friends, there was a lull in the conversation, and I said (to david): "I judge all my friends by their jawlines. I won't be friends with someone with bad jawlines. I can't stand it. You'll notice none of my friends have bad jawlines."
FOR THE RECORD - I really do value jawlines. That's why I was constantly whining about my chin, because I really really really like jawlines. Please do not let your chin fall into disrepair.
Then I totally crashed cause I was flying on 5 hours of sleep.
Saturday was pretty mellow.
I flew back at 5 AM in the morning, wtf. Got back to Cal at around 3 PM in the afternoon. And had dinner at around 7 PM at night.
Heh heh heh.
of course, I got sidetracked from my 6 page paper and went to smoke hookah for the first time. Let me tell ya, it's pretty awesome.
My paper is crap.
This is kind of a boring entry in retrospect, but i had fun, that's what matters.
Was very very very fun.
I arrived late at Hartford, they made us sit on the runway for 30 minutes cause they had more planes than gates. Fools. Then I took a shuttle to Yale, and I met a fellow interviewee, so we chatted for a while. He was pretty cool.
Got to Yale, met up with Erica, checked into hotel, then had some Thai. Met up w/ David at Starbucks. Hmmmm it was raining and I kind of sucked and forgot to bring an umbrella, and Erica's noble umbrella died. My pant leg got REALLY wet and it was very upsetting.
Um, interview went well, I think. I hope. I really liked it - there were some tough/thoughtful questions, and I felt I did ok with them.
Tour was awesome. I really liked the school, so that was fun.
OK now's the fun stuff.
Erica and I wandered around New Haven trying to find me socks (laundry ate my socks, you know the story). And let me tell you, their campus is fricking BEAUTIFUL. I love the architecture, although Erica won't let up on letting me know that I didn't like Yale in hs. (I thought the architecture was creepy at the time. I think I was just trying to be anti-establishment. Or something).
Then DINNER w/ Shieh and Larsen at this pizza place. OH MY FUCKING GOD. Whoever came up with mashed potatoes and bacon pizza is a genius, please let me shake the guy's hand. It was SO good. That place had AMAZING pizza, and I got a beer called the "Toasted blonde." I don't know where they come up with these ridiculous beer names - it was light though. I'm not a big beer fan, but it goes well with pizza.
Met David's friends - they were really cool. It was then I found out that David has been referring to me as "Lesbian Jenny" for the longest time, and I was greeted as such. "So, you're lesbian Jenny." I guess it was slightly inappropriate that one of the first things we talked about was tagteaming david's mom. Well, you know, 99 apples and cranberry juice is the best thing ever.
then i got hungry and we went to this place and ate fries with the most amazing sauce. and then we hopped on over to an Asian snack place. And ate some more.
FAT FAT FAT
Of course, I am the queen of awkwardness, and while Erica was talking to her hip grad school friends, there was a lull in the conversation, and I said (to david): "I judge all my friends by their jawlines. I won't be friends with someone with bad jawlines. I can't stand it. You'll notice none of my friends have bad jawlines."
FOR THE RECORD - I really do value jawlines. That's why I was constantly whining about my chin, because I really really really like jawlines. Please do not let your chin fall into disrepair.
Then I totally crashed cause I was flying on 5 hours of sleep.
Saturday was pretty mellow.
I flew back at 5 AM in the morning, wtf. Got back to Cal at around 3 PM in the afternoon. And had dinner at around 7 PM at night.
Heh heh heh.
of course, I got sidetracked from my 6 page paper and went to smoke hookah for the first time. Let me tell ya, it's pretty awesome.
My paper is crap.
This is kind of a boring entry in retrospect, but i had fun, that's what matters.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
I missed the days when stress was considered if I'll do well on a test or an AP or the SATs, or if I'll get into a good college, or if the person I like knows that I like her.
Now I'm more worried about where I'm going to be for the rest of my life. I' more concerned about what kind of a person I've/will become, and my character. I'm worried about making enough money to support both me and my brother. I'm worried that med school will be 50,000 a year (including everything).
The good news is, though, everything else seem like small stuff in comparison. So it's not all bad.
Now I'm more worried about where I'm going to be for the rest of my life. I' more concerned about what kind of a person I've/will become, and my character. I'm worried about making enough money to support both me and my brother. I'm worried that med school will be 50,000 a year (including everything).
The good news is, though, everything else seem like small stuff in comparison. So it's not all bad.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Thank yous:
AJ for waiting like 3 hours with me when they found my car, towed it, get my paperwork taken care of. I was totally freaking out, but AJ is a master at crisis management, so thank you soo sooo soooooo much for taking ALL that time to deal with my car shit. Otherwise my car woulda been towed and it also woulda cost 75 bucks and storage fees EEEE.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
And Erica rocks because:
She sent me a ridiculously big care package (Care package, I guess?)
It has a book by Scott McCloud, Lychee jelly candy, dark chocolate M&M's, pecan cookies, a frog (huh?), a card that was written while on crack (my fave), five thousand wolf stickers, peanuts, "mints" and travel sized scrabble. You're ridiculously awesome, Larsen.
and a million other people that I'm sure I'm snubbing. Thanks for helping out in my time of suckage lame.
I guess my Dad most of all though. He drove/flew up about 3 or 4 times these past few weeks to check up on me. I'm such a prep school brat... I wish there was something I can do for my Dad....
WOOT
AJ for waiting like 3 hours with me when they found my car, towed it, get my paperwork taken care of. I was totally freaking out, but AJ is a master at crisis management, so thank you soo sooo soooooo much for taking ALL that time to deal with my car shit. Otherwise my car woulda been towed and it also woulda cost 75 bucks and storage fees EEEE.
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU
And Erica rocks because:
She sent me a ridiculously big care package (Care package, I guess?)
It has a book by Scott McCloud, Lychee jelly candy, dark chocolate M&M's, pecan cookies, a frog (huh?), a card that was written while on crack (my fave), five thousand wolf stickers, peanuts, "mints" and travel sized scrabble. You're ridiculously awesome, Larsen.
and a million other people that I'm sure I'm snubbing. Thanks for helping out in my time of suckage lame.
I guess my Dad most of all though. He drove/flew up about 3 or 4 times these past few weeks to check up on me. I'm such a prep school brat... I wish there was something I can do for my Dad....
WOOT
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