Sunny sunny sunny.

On Tuesday, the tree people moved onto campus. But, these folks aren't associated with the grove people. They're sitting ni this huge tree in front of Wheeler Hall. The police arrested a student for throwing a water bottle up to the person in the tree. While, I dislike the grove people because of their inability to clearly articulate their thoughts in a way that people won't laugh at, I don't see why the police should be arresting somebody for giving the protester water. I know that they don't want to prolong the protest and such, BUT seriously... it's just water. The police could be doing other more productive things with their time.

SUN

I wrote an essay in French about Jim Morrison. C'est tres interessant! It was about how he went to Paris and died. LoL... other people wrote about Mark Twain or Thomas Jefferson while I wrote about how Jim Morrison was a heroinomaine. LOL.

Today, I must truly say that it's a BEAUTIFUL day. I haven't felt this much exuberance for the sun before. It's sunny and there's tons of people milling about and I must say... it feels good to be a student. When else can I just lounge in the sun on a Wednesday afternoon? I'm going to miss this when I have to grow up.

continuing to the last post

ok. so i was sitting wearing a bright yellow jacket. well, this HUGE buzzing bug came out of nowhere. So i took that jacket off to avoid it trying to mistake me for a HUGE grain of pollen. Now, I am VERY cold and it's starting to rain. I am moving inside the library now.

TELL ME WHEN TO GO. TELL ME WHEN TO GO.....

so Berkeley is on storm watch. Power outtages, 60+mph winds, thunder.... Everything has happened, except for the thunder. So, in preparation for this storm, I remembered that my old CD player has a radio/tv function on it that would be helpful in a blackout. So, I flipped through the radio stations and I came on one that was playing hyphy music. Lol, I don't remember the lyrics to the song now, but I know that it reminded me of a house party I went to. That song came on and all my friends went crazy. Of course, they're all from the Bay Area. (I'm starting to like that term). Now I remember! "Tell me when to go..." That house party was so boring because it was all dark with black lights, hookah, and a lot of liquor. LOL. "The good old days...."

So, winds are like gusting everywhere and guess what? I'm studying outside! LOL. Also, I'm in loveeee with John Mayer (more with his personality). I'm also in love with Ville (I really really have the urge to hug him ;). I also like watching Best Week Ever (on podcast because I don't have a TV). I also enjoy reading Camus in French, because that was the reason I wanted to take French in the first place... to read works in their original meaning. I mean orgy of light in French is a lot prettier than it is in English.

I realized something in French class today. I couldn't describe gothic architecture in French or Roman for that matter. But I can describe how low levels of cholesterol allows Insig to let go of SCAP and thus SREBP can expose its sorting signal and they can travel to the Golgi, get attacked by peptidases and then go into the nucleus with its NLS and bind to SRE to allow HMG CoA reductase to be transcribed.

Simply put, I've become a NERD :)

Monsieur Jay-Z a ete mon pere. C'est bizarre

I dreamt that Jay-Z was my dad. LOL. It was pretty weird and funny. I was living in NYC and had people drive me around the city. I guess that if Jay-Z was my dad, then Beyonce was my mom. I woke up pretty confused. "Really? I dreamt that Jay-Z was my dad?" was my first thought. I think that the plot line of my dream was that I had to give a presentation for a hw project and he brought his whole entourage there and I was late. LOL. my dreams are hilarious :)

I also accidentally broke the y on my keyboard. I managed to fixed it, but it's crooked now. I never realized the importance of y before. And I've realized that q,z,x are pretty useless. But I hope that karma doesn't haunt me and that those letters break.

I also can't stand the protests here. They're retarded. They yell at students on campus. and wear their stupid orange bandannas. yes, I'm against the war, but like any of those antics are going to stop it. They're just diverting the police away from patrolling the city and solving crime. They're wasting tax dollars and interfering with school. This war is so stupid and it brings out the crazy in everybody.

and..... lastly, i have a minor infatuation with this guy that only wears purple. LOL. he's one of those characters like happy happy man, triangle man, and the dude that wears a superhero costume everyday (i'm not sure what his moniker is).

lalala

AHHH...

this is what my cell bio professor said to us today,

"To be fair, I'm just bullshitting you here because I don't know..."

HILARIOUS. it totally made my day>>> there's stuff he can't answer!

p.s. i can't believe there's been another school shooting. why must people die for the sole reason that they decided to go to class that day? it's just not fair.

the sun is burning my eyeballs

I've been running around school stressed and frustrated all day. Now that classes are over for the day, I am so RELIEVED. I bought French cookies for our little "degustation" (tasting). But I looked at the box and it said best before 45/7/05. DUDE. I was like, 2005? That was three years ago. But 45? Maybe the French are just kookie. So I was stressed out about the embarrassing potential of bringing expired cookies to class. As it turned out, nobody ate them. So I am now stuck with a box of cookies I probably won't eat. But I ran into a friend after class (maybe an acquaintance, actually) so I offered him a cookie. He was happy to get cookies without strings attached. After all, who says no to cookies imported from France?

The next thing that stretched me out today was my cell bio professor. I seriously wanted to start crying during class. I don't understand anything he says. He speaks so fast and the subject matter is so technical. He draws a diagram, but just as quickly, he erases it to show the little changes that happen. I didn't even get the first diagram down! He says soooo many important facts and never repeats it again, so I'm left in the dust. To make matters somewhat worst, the midterm is lecture based. The reading assignments are so pointless. They give the background info, but not the experimental detail he emphasizes.

I am so overwhelmeddddddd!

Also, in my last post, I wanted to write about this guy sitting across from me, but I think the girl sitting at the next table was reading my screen, so I decided to delete that. The post was supposed to go something like, "There's this guy sitting across from me and he's the type where he's hot and he knows it. He uses his hotness to his advantage." LOL.

The weather here now has turned a total 180 from the hail. It's sunnyyyyy!!! I'm happy, but I'm getting burned!

studying

i'm fighting every urge to go facebooking.
i miss the good old days,
BUT i'm pretty sure that i value these days better.
:)

French is getting really hard. It frustrates me. (I just found some little dark black thing in my diet coke that i got at the cafe >>> NEVER drink things that have been opened and poured for you :( ). My Cell Bio professor still speaks at the speed of lightning on subjects that pass right over me. It's really really cold even though it has FINALLY stopped raining. I was walking home one SUNNY afternoon, ALL of a sudden HAIL came out of nowhere and started PELTING ME ALL OVER. This weather scares me.

I've started listening to the radio once I remembered that my clock was a clock radio -might as well make use of it! So, the only clear station I can listen to without static is this DANCE station. I'm not a dance person, but the morning guys are funny and they play One Republic's Apologize so I can live with that. But, these guys are gay and it's hilarious what they say. I thought they would be hot gay guys, but I looked them up online and they were fat and bald. LOL. Their voices didn't sound fat, bald, or old. Well, since my apartment building walls are so thin, I wounder what my neighbors must think when they hear phrases out of the radio like "you can grab my balls" (footballs) or "gay porn" at seven in the morning. It's hilarious, they talk about such racy stuff at sooo early in the morning. They're throwing this huge party called bitter ball on this boat that's going to be going around the bay for single people after valentine's day. LOL. I've been on boat parties before though and they're not exactly as cool as they sound because at the time of the party, it's so FREAKING cold. you can't really go outside and look at the view when your dress is blowing in every way possible. It's crowded and sweaty because everyone's all packed in together. AND, if you want to leave, you can't because you're stuck on the boat in the freaking middle of the bay in the middle of the night when noone's awake. wow, that was a long tangent.

But anyways, that's it for today. (I'm still grossed out by that thing I found in my drink -ICK.)