whoa, public entry!
So I just realized most of my posts have been friends-only, so...sorry if you're not on the friends list! Means you've got to get lj, hah.
Summary of my life so far, and a bit of what's happened this summer:
Graduated from Stanford, it was pretty much time for me to go, but I def appreciate the experience.
Going to grad school in bioengineering at UMD, hoping for a PhD.
Living in an apartment in Friendship Heights for the next ? years. Mostly moved in, getting some stuff delivered tomorrow. Moving in was actually a lot less painful that I thought it'd be, mostly because my grandparents and my cousins on my Dad's side came and helped out. Like, a lot (Adam and Mark are pretty freaking strong). I offered to help them in the future any time they needed but uh, I don't know what I can offer. Certainly not physical labor...knitted hats? Cookies? Circuit building?
I said I was going to travel this summer, but...yeah. The end of July pretty much chopped my summer into 2 awkward halves, what with Heather's wedding (yay!), plus I decided to go to a cell mechanics workshop at UIUC after that. But it's giving me an excuse to pop up to Detroit and visit Harry as he gets settled in. Yay :)
I'm excited about having my own place, at little nervous that I'll get lonely. But I'm sure that'll wear off once I have work to do. It was only hitting me when I was arranging furniture by myself last week and it was *so* quiet. In a dorm you get the reassuring background noise of your hallmates fooling around in the halls, your neighbors watching a movie, or the people outside who are inexplicably drunk on a Monday night. But again, I'll have loads of work probably, and will be making friends at school and hopefully in the apartment building.
I'm sorry I haven't really been commenting on people's journals recently; I've been reading them and feeling for y'all! I'm just. Lazy?
Plus...
Um, started and finished it today (not counting that I read the end the night I got it...I just need to know these things! Especially with books over 400 pages). Wasn't impressed, and wouldn't be even if I hadn't read the end first. I mean, it does suck you in. But I'm not saying it should be a classic like the Washington Post reviewer seemed to think. Entertaining, but not compelling. Kind of a bummer, since there was all that hype. I even went to a midnight release party, gasp!
EDIT: Here's the review, which I just read again.
Um, "dizzying labyrinth of betrayals and counterplots"? "An instant classic"? Wow. I didn't think it was any of those things, but that's just the Post. Sometimes I agree, and other times... I personally found the plot of POTC3 to be a 'dizzying labyrinth of betrayals and counterplots' (of course I felt that movie was a giant poop sandwich, but that's another story). Maybe HP7 could be dizzying to kids? I dunno, I'm just going to wait and see what other people think...before I possibly piss off more people :)
There, see? No spoilers! :)
So that's my life...now you know. And knowing is half the battle. Though I'm not sure this kind of knowledge counts. You may want the last few minutes of your life back, huh.
Summary of my life so far, and a bit of what's happened this summer:
Graduated from Stanford, it was pretty much time for me to go, but I def appreciate the experience.
Going to grad school in bioengineering at UMD, hoping for a PhD.
Living in an apartment in Friendship Heights for the next ? years. Mostly moved in, getting some stuff delivered tomorrow. Moving in was actually a lot less painful that I thought it'd be, mostly because my grandparents and my cousins on my Dad's side came and helped out. Like, a lot (Adam and Mark are pretty freaking strong). I offered to help them in the future any time they needed but uh, I don't know what I can offer. Certainly not physical labor...knitted hats? Cookies? Circuit building?
I said I was going to travel this summer, but...yeah. The end of July pretty much chopped my summer into 2 awkward halves, what with Heather's wedding (yay!), plus I decided to go to a cell mechanics workshop at UIUC after that. But it's giving me an excuse to pop up to Detroit and visit Harry as he gets settled in. Yay :)
I'm excited about having my own place, at little nervous that I'll get lonely. But I'm sure that'll wear off once I have work to do. It was only hitting me when I was arranging furniture by myself last week and it was *so* quiet. In a dorm you get the reassuring background noise of your hallmates fooling around in the halls, your neighbors watching a movie, or the people outside who are inexplicably drunk on a Monday night. But again, I'll have loads of work probably, and will be making friends at school and hopefully in the apartment building.
I'm sorry I haven't really been commenting on people's journals recently; I've been reading them and feeling for y'all! I'm just. Lazy?
Plus...
Um, started and finished it today (not counting that I read the end the night I got it...I just need to know these things! Especially with books over 400 pages). Wasn't impressed, and wouldn't be even if I hadn't read the end first. I mean, it does suck you in. But I'm not saying it should be a classic like the Washington Post reviewer seemed to think. Entertaining, but not compelling. Kind of a bummer, since there was all that hype. I even went to a midnight release party, gasp!
EDIT: Here's the review, which I just read again.
Um, "dizzying labyrinth of betrayals and counterplots"? "An instant classic"? Wow. I didn't think it was any of those things, but that's just the Post. Sometimes I agree, and other times... I personally found the plot of POTC3 to be a 'dizzying labyrinth of betrayals and counterplots' (of course I felt that movie was a giant poop sandwich, but that's another story). Maybe HP7 could be dizzying to kids? I dunno, I'm just going to wait and see what other people think...before I possibly piss off more people :)
There, see? No spoilers! :)
So that's my life...now you know. And knowing is half the battle. Though I'm not sure this kind of knowledge counts. You may want the last few minutes of your life back, huh.