Snippets

Life update for those who wonder why I have semi-disappeared from gchat/facebook/the world.

The Classes: I started out thinking this would be a chill semester because I wasn’t taking that many units. English, biochem, anatomy, no big deal. Oh wait, I have units for my seminar and research. And now I am suddenly treading water after becoming a UGSI and an SLC tutor. By the end of the week, I might have 22.5 units. What. The. Hell.

The Job: No longer exists after Friday. I had a long discussion with K. which made me realize I couldn’t keep adding to my schedule without leaving something behind. So I resigned from being a security monitor. Goodbye to my only paying job! Quitting sucks. I’m really bad at giving things up. Really, really bad.

The Apartment: I love the girls I am living with. We might all be loud and crazy and scare boys away, but I love coming back to my place after an exhausting day and sharing stories with them. They are good advice givers and listeners and help me feel better about myself. Also, they put up with me and my late night grumpiness. And they don’t laugh too much when I do stupid things like burn myself on my printer. Oh and I finally have a TV and DVD player, thanks to my wonderful daddy!

The Boy: I need to slow down and appreciate this one more. And that’s all I have to say about that.

The Family: I have not been home since pre-MCAT craziness. My dad was nice enough to deliver stuff to me in Berkeley, so I’m glad I got to see him. My mom is in Asia and I haven’t talked to her in a really really long time. I miss her. Kinda miss the bro too. I guess we chat/text/call sometimes which is nice. Blah. I feel like I need to get away from Berkeley for a while.

Other: I am sick. And on antibiotics. Not fun at all. Long story short, I should really start sleeping more.

I guess that’s it. Life is crazy, and I always wonder how I can forget that. Haha. But I guess I love it anyway!

Happy face

It’s always the little things.

Like teaching me not to be a noob and let my dumplings stick to the bottom of the pot. Putting the dishes in the sink. Helping me carry things even when I don’t really need help. Making sure I get my work done. Trying to kill bugs for me.

And of course, making me smile.

Sighhhh :)

Hm.

Dave Matthews, on the song “Say Goodbye.”

“A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other…Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.”

Saw this and decided to look up the song. Made me sleepy, but I liked the lyrics.

Anyway, I should be analyzing Melville and not blogging. Not really feeling this English class, hopefully I can pull my act together and try harder.

Beautiful World

Today was a lovely day.  Some MV kids were here at Berkeley and I really randomly saw them while walking to my 8am class and got to see  S. for like two seconds!  Hehe.  And then I went to work out, which also tends to make me feel happy and productive!  And then I went to run some trials for lab, which was kind of fun this time.  And then I curled up in bed and caught up on a bunch of tv.  And then and then and then ugh my brain is so dead I can’t even start sentences.  It was just so sunny and pretty today that I couldn’t help but smile throughout the day!  I love sunshine.

So I’ve realized lately that my friends and I seem to have developed a running joke about “finding a nice Berkeley boy” for me.  I think it all started when I started complaining about how my mom likes dropping not-so-subtle hints about how I should look for a smart Chinese boy to date.  I suppose it’s only natural for her to bug me about this…and at least it’s a constant source of amusement and speculation for us.

A few weekends ago when C. came up for the USC game (Damn it, why do two of my best friends have names starting with C. hahaha) we were discussing my requirements for boys.  Apparently I was including everyone in this conversation as well, but that’s a story for another time.  We all like having our expectations for potential significant others, but sometimes I just wonder-who am I to be so choosy?  Why can’t I just have a completely open mind?  Something that kind of struck me when I was watching tv the other day:

“Describe your ideal woman.”

“Well I could describe her until the cows come home.  But the real question is whether or not I’m her ideal man.” –Lie To Me

Change the pronouns and there you have it.  I should stop thinking so much and just wait and see what life throws at me.  Who knows, maybe someday love will find its way around to me again.

So…any single Berkeley boys you would like to recommend?  JUST KIDDING!!!!!  The caffeine and sleep deprivation is finally getting to me.  Late shifts are so unhealthy.  I don’t even know why I am writing this pointless thing at work when it’s almost 3am and I just want my shift to be over so I can stagger upstairs into my bed.  Hahaha okay seriously I think this stopped making sense a long time ago.  Toodles!

I lie, I pretend ‘til I’m almost certain

It’s a beautiful world

I lie, I pretend ‘til I’m almost certain  it’s a beautiful world.