and I’ll Cry If I Want To. Much thanks to everyone who thought of me as my life rolls around to that ominous 3rd decade. Yes Justin, I love Kit Kats!!

By the way, Las Vegas was great fun. Pictures will be up this weekend, but until then, take a look at this one, taken at the Venitian.

I’m off to Biochem!

I’m so happy to finally be finished with all my exams. The Cell Biology wasn’t as painful as my preparations led me to believe, which is promising. Maybe this time, I can get more than 50% on it. Ha! I’ve never had so much trouble with a biology class before, probably because so much of it seems so intuitive. It’s the same feeling I get with social sciences. If you have the intuition for it, things are easy. But for some reason, signal transduction has always been a pain… maybe because there are so many factors to keep in mind, and so many signalling proteins to remember. Guh. Gross.

Next week, it’s off to Las Vegas for me. I’m voluntarily giving up internet for the week. (I know, I can’t believe it either!) That would be the longest time I’ve been offline for probably… 5 or 6 years. Maybe I’ll relax, pretend to work out a little, and find the time to read again. I miss reading.

But this weekend, Jessica and I are finally going to have our much-discussed sleepover. Just like the old days. Cute, isn’t it?

Now, back to my DNA prep….

Another week, another battle… to prevent my brain from going on vacation prematurely. I “worked” for 2 hours today, where I went to the Freshmen Physics lab, pretended to help the only two people who came in. In reality, I just got paid to sit around and study Cell Bio. I love being a Lab Assistant. It’s so much fun. If it isn’t the semi-weekly cheesecake slices stolen from the Physics department, it’s getting to bum around and gossip with the Professor and the grad TA.

Anyway, I should get back to pretending to study for my upcoming exam. Lovely, I know.

Only one more week to go until I get a brief reprieve from this place. Only one more exam to finish before I can start thinking of packing. *sigh* Time never passes the way we wish. I’m almost halfway through my college education and I really don’t feel like it’s been all that special. Perhaps because I’ve spent most of it slaving away and the other half plotting how to overtake the place so I can get some sleep one of these nights. But it never works out the way I’d intended… and I still don’t sleep more than 6 hours unless I’m particularly lucky.

Saw Hidalgo. It was so great, I almost wanted to get a pony of my own and learn to race. Forget this whole higher education bit. Actually, I’ve never had too many good experiences with horses, but I do have vivid memories of being thrown off one during summer camp in elementary school. I also recall the horrible fumes coming from behind the horse when I took a carriage ride on a warm day. Hmm… Maybe I should stick with the whole puppy idea.

Anyway, off to bed… must prepare for the long week ahead.

We’ll go Dreaming… , the song coos to me gently. Ever since I noticed that electronica still manages to motivate my work ethic, I’ve been listening to BT nonstop. I suddenly remember that after all the studying I’ve done for Biochem, I’ve forsaken my obligations to the rest of my life… the rest of my academic work, even. Silly 7.02 reminds me that I need to “peer edit” a methods section. My email prods me to work harder for New House, go to the Exec meeting, and look for a possible Rush chair.

But all days have highlights, and today is no exception. Mengyao called to tell me about girls, always a welcome occurrence. It seems to be the topic of choice between my male friends and I. I’m also the one to go to when you want to make derogatory comments about a woman’s grasp of reason or a man’s overall worth. How lovely and flattering.

Oh, and I did get a chance to watch 28 Days, which although not a bad movie, really felt too “stream of conciousness” for my tastes… Actually, the movie was barely conscious, but when it was, the consciousness was so disconnected, you could hardly call it a stream. Well, I think it was trying to be “artsy,” which it achieved with mediocre success. But, I must admit, the movie was cute… and I did get to see Viggo, which makes it relatively worth it… I think.

Yuck. I hate studying. But I’ve been looking at the Biochem, and it’s not actually quite so bad. I feel like I understand the material, even if I hate the thought of memorizing every single enzyme involved in DNA replication, and I really, really haven’t been able to remember the structure of all the amino acids. *sigh*

I did manage to go to Dim Sum today, and I’m technically in charge of running the DH movie marathon tonight, but I had to run off and work desk, which means no Viggo for me. Infinite sadness!!