My awesome new laptop died a week after I got it. THE FUCK IS THAT ABOUT? The laptop gods hate me or something. But while returning Chaosflare to get my money back at Best Buy, by pure coincidence I got my Dell back at the same time. I was waiting while they looked up the transaction, then they came over and told me my Dell was back and ready for pickup. So, instead of getting another laptop, I ordered a netbook from Newegg. I don't really game anymore, and carrying a heavy ass laptop around campus SUCKS, as evidenced by the broken capillaries and bruises on my shoulders right now. So, I made a sensible choice.
Ok, so this past week has been a bit of a hell, being sick, the usual chaos, plus a little extra hectic for good measure. In the chaos, I was not aware I had a Chem test on Friday till...Friday. So I'm panicking all day cause I haven't read the chapters, I missed a few classes, and I didn't read the notes for the latest chapter. So I get to chem class, and I'm rubbing my intellectual power tattoo that's on my forearm like a jonsesing crackhead, cause for psychological reasons lost on me, it itches when I am nervous about tests or any other instance where I need to flex my brainpower. So I take the test, and I feel pretty neutral about it, just grateful this professor drops the lowest grade. So after school when I am more than glad to be home, I get an email on my school email that the chem test scores have been posted. I start feeling nauseous, but I go to look anyways. I look, and then refresh my screen like 4-5 times to make sure I'm looking at the right place. Now, this prof grades on a curve, and it winds up that some ass got a 96 and we only get 5 (yes, 5) points cause of the curve and how she calculates points. So the ass that got a 96 gets a 101.
I'm that ass. Once I realized I was that ass, I started laughing hysterically and scared my mom. BOOYA! Go me!
Trying to learn to play a right handed guitar as a lefty adds a bit more challenge than I thought it would, but I'm enjoying it. My guitar has the beautiful haunting sound, and I just love it. I also noticed something weird about me, I mouse with my right hand, but I touchpad with my left. *shrug*
Because we get this ridiculously good deal on a personal trainer through school, I bought 12 sessions, starting sometime next week. Hopefully they can help strengthen my damned right knee. Oh, and I'd like some upper body strength too. I have ridiculous leg strength, I'd like to balance out, and just get in better shape overall.
So I was upset and kinda frustrated lately, as some of you know. What did I go do that made me feel better? I signed up for a second degree, not a second major, but I will get two DEGREES. One in the original major BS in Psych with a minor in Bio. The new one is a BA in English with a focus in Creative Writing. Why? BECAUSE I CAN. :)
Good Monday Morning, how is everyone?
Mondays are my favorite days of the week, and always have been. That and any day with a full moon. I'm sure this is tied to my sign, Cancer, being linked to the moon. I've never had a bad Monday.
This weekend I bought a nice classical guitar. I chose it almost purely based on sound alone, all the ones that came recommended didn't sound like I wanted. So I went and strummed every damn classical guitar Guitar Center had, and the one with the best sound to me, I got. No point in buying a guitar to play if you don't enjoy the sound, because then you won't play it! I also bought a case, a spare set of strings, and an electric tuner. The first thing I did when I got home was tune it. Now, I have perfect pitch (amazing for someone who can't hear tone of voice, or it's at least ironic) so I decided to tune it first by ear, then by tuner. I'm pretty proud of myself of how spot on I was. I still like the tuner to reinforce though, sometimes I doubt myself. So I've conjured up a couple of simple songs on my own, on top of playing note/chord practicing songs.
Didn't have a heck of a lot of time to play this weekend, I was out running around or doing homework. I know I have a bunch of homework to do tonight too, since I have to prep for chem lab tomorrow after lecture today, on top of anything else that gets thrown my way. Email is the devil, even if it's one of my classes off days, instructors still will drop the class a line “oh hey have this done before the next time we meet”. Damn you technology!
So, I've made a bit of a lifestyle change. It's what I call all natural. Some background, I have been trying lately to find a natural hairstyle for my freaking curly hair. All the ones I've tried have failed immensely, or were a heck of a lot of upkeep, or had me putting a bunch of stuff in my hair (I really dislike a bunch of products in my hair.) So I did some research, talked to some other biracials, and decided that going with all natural hair care products/eliminating hair care with any type of alcohol in it was probably what I needed to do. So I went and got some really nice and awesome smelling products for not only my hair, but all natural toothpaste, mouthwash, facial moisturizer, all natural nail care, and threw out all my chemical laden/alcohol soaked other stuff. My hair is so much improved I can't even believe it, and my skin, nails, and heck even my mouth are improved, normal toothpastes irritate the hell out of my cheeks and my tongue, but no irritation all weekend! Didn't have to put any super oily moisturizer in my hair, my curls are soft and not tangled or frizzy, I'm quite impressed. I'm also carrying this over to food, and am cutting out anything that's processed. My body has been revolting against even crackers lately, so I figured it's telling me something and I need to listen. Plus it has that ability to get my attention BY MAKING ME INCREDIBLY ILL. Oh well, subtle doesn't really work on me anyways. =P
I'm an incredibly complex and unusual person. Finding people who get me, on any level, is difficult on a good day. At UNM, I've found a few people I who are not only intrigued by me, but can relate to me. They're all professors and all left handed, one has Asperger's too. I'd honestly be perfectly happy teaching psych/cog sci at the college level to be around people that I can relate to, but I'm going to shoot the moon. At one point I was really concerned about how much of my life I will be spending in school. You know what though, I realized I LOVE school. Being in school for years on end appeals to me, and I'd be happy doing so. I don't really know how I'd handle NOT being in school. I'm miserable and depressed when I'm not in school. Maybe I won't go into medical practice, but teaching. I'm definitely NOT giving up med school. I've had a lot of people tell me I can't, tell me I shouldn't, tell me what kind of an example am I setting for my son being in school for years instead of settling for a 4 year degree and going into the workforce, tell me it's too long to be in school at my age....
FUCK. YOU. HATERS. =D Train's left the station, either you hop on for the ride or get the hell out of my way.
My mom has this quote on her computer, and has for years:
"Trample the weak, hurdle the dead."