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I really want to know what happened to my orgo prof's other hand. it's like the Schoch finger, except it's a whole hand. I didn't even notice he had a prosthetic until he was handing out papers, and instead of holding them, he sort of rested the pile on his hand like it was a table. i really hope the story is that he exploded it in a chem experiment, that would be SO BADASS!! I really want to ask him...
I got into the English class that's necessary for being an English major, so now I can (if I get at least a B- in the course, I think) be an English/Bio double major. I plan on taking an English course or two over the summer at Stony Brook so I have enough English credits to major. I hope it's not too much, along with working, but I think it'll be okay. I can read on my breaks.
I saw Scott (from movie theater) a lot over the break, and then at the end of break he asked me to get coffee with him to talk, but I unfortunately couldn't make it that day. I do really like him, but...I don't know. He has this way of always remembering the tiniest details of stupid stories you tell him and then later asking things like "Oh, did you ever get that research position you were trying out for?" and things like that, things I don't even remembering telling him, which is so cute. And I'm so bad at that stuff, like I can't ever even remember where his other job is and always screw it up when i ask him about it. My mom came in to see a free movie and he introduced himself to her and they talked for like a half hour while I just stood there, it was kind of awkward, but I guess cool that they hit it off.
Besides 2 AM PH3 runs two nights in a row (hah, we're such losers), Winter Break was kind of uneventful, but also good at the same time. For some reason, I feel like I matured over break. I don't really know why, maybe figuring out the whole English thing, or maybe just realizing where my priorities lie and knowing that I'm actually going to have to buckle down this semester? I probably didn't actually mature at all, but whatevs. It was good to see people over break, kp and movie theater friends. It was fun going out to dinner/lunch, just driving around and catching up, chilling in the city, and even working a lot was okay. I kind of wish I was still on break. It's nice being in the real world sometimes.
I was really sick Christmas and the entire week after it, I finally got out of bed on New Year's. This killed a lot of my break. I don't even really know what I had. It wasn't like a cold, just a really bad headache/extremely swollen glands/extreme tiredness/body aches. Everytime I got up and encountered a sudden exposure to light, I got so lightheaded and everything would go black and I'd have to sit down. And I had a weird rash too. I dunno. College is so unhealthy. I used to never be sick! This past semester alone, I've had like six colds, plus had to go on antibiotics for what they thought was bronchitis, plus this weird Christmas disease. gross.
Okay, have to go, Courtney got to the part of Moulin Rouge where the chick starts spewing tuberculosis-infused blood. Yes!
I got into the English class that's necessary for being an English major, so now I can (if I get at least a B- in the course, I think) be an English/Bio double major. I plan on taking an English course or two over the summer at Stony Brook so I have enough English credits to major. I hope it's not too much, along with working, but I think it'll be okay. I can read on my breaks.
I saw Scott (from movie theater) a lot over the break, and then at the end of break he asked me to get coffee with him to talk, but I unfortunately couldn't make it that day. I do really like him, but...I don't know. He has this way of always remembering the tiniest details of stupid stories you tell him and then later asking things like "Oh, did you ever get that research position you were trying out for?" and things like that, things I don't even remembering telling him, which is so cute. And I'm so bad at that stuff, like I can't ever even remember where his other job is and always screw it up when i ask him about it. My mom came in to see a free movie and he introduced himself to her and they talked for like a half hour while I just stood there, it was kind of awkward, but I guess cool that they hit it off.
Besides 2 AM PH3 runs two nights in a row (hah, we're such losers), Winter Break was kind of uneventful, but also good at the same time. For some reason, I feel like I matured over break. I don't really know why, maybe figuring out the whole English thing, or maybe just realizing where my priorities lie and knowing that I'm actually going to have to buckle down this semester? I probably didn't actually mature at all, but whatevs. It was good to see people over break, kp and movie theater friends. It was fun going out to dinner/lunch, just driving around and catching up, chilling in the city, and even working a lot was okay. I kind of wish I was still on break. It's nice being in the real world sometimes.
I was really sick Christmas and the entire week after it, I finally got out of bed on New Year's. This killed a lot of my break. I don't even really know what I had. It wasn't like a cold, just a really bad headache/extremely swollen glands/extreme tiredness/body aches. Everytime I got up and encountered a sudden exposure to light, I got so lightheaded and everything would go black and I'd have to sit down. And I had a weird rash too. I dunno. College is so unhealthy. I used to never be sick! This past semester alone, I've had like six colds, plus had to go on antibiotics for what they thought was bronchitis, plus this weird Christmas disease. gross.
Okay, have to go, Courtney got to the part of Moulin Rouge where the chick starts spewing tuberculosis-infused blood. Yes!