Tuesday, March 8, 2005
Mood: Inquisitive
Music: None...my ipod ran out of batteries :(

Wow. In retrospect, I think I might've turned a friendly/polite gesture into an awkward situation. If not, then no worries. So for future reference to everyone (especially the guys out there), if I invite you to tag along for a meal, it's NOT a come on....I just like having company when I eat. :)

In other news, analytical chemistry lab reports make me sad. No seriously, I really start to feel depressed after a while. I just spent 9 hours on a freakin' lab report. Wow...Cindy got owned by the UT Chemistry department.

Cindy blabbed at 12:29 a.m. |

Monday, February 28, 2005
Mood: Nerdy
Music: Cowboy Bebop OST - Blue

Still no computer, so I'm blogging from the library right now. But I DID plunk down some money for a new one this past weekend. So now I'm just waiting for my new baby to ship in. *grin*

We were learning about carbohydrates in biochem today, and it turns out that most carbohydrates are sweet (go figure, since they include all the sugars). Why are they sweet? Because they're the best source of energy out of all of the other biomolecules, so evolutionarily speaking, they're sweet so that we're more likely to eat them for energy.

I ate a crapload of Girl Scout cookies after I heard that in class. Because it's evolutionarily healthy! Atkins can kiss my (and Darwin's) ass.

Cindy blabbed at 04:57 p.m. |

Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Argh....ok, so I lied when I said that I revived my computer. I was (un)happily typing up my lab report last night, and suddenly the screen on my laptop went black. However, my computer still seemed to be running, but the screen was just uh...gone. I was staring into a deep, dark abyss of what could have possibly been a lost lab report. I probably looked something like this. Anyway, after sitting and staring at my screen with a dumb look, I realized that if I tilted my screen at JUST the right angle, I could sort of make out all of the icons and stuff. I guess the backlight to the screen burned out. Anyway, once I discovered that there was still a TINY bit of visibility involved, I took on the sad task of attempting to save my lab report to my flash drive, by tilting the screen to and fro, squinting my eyes a lot, and having one helluva time looking for my mouse cursor whenever I lost track of it. Ah yes, it was a wonderful, sensuous tango with my piece-'o-crap laptop. Anyway, after successfully saving the lab report to my flash drive (it was lots of fun trying to find the "copy" command on a near-black screen), I restarted my computer to see if by any chance, the screen would come back on. No dice. So I took my flash-drive, made a puppy face, and asked my roomie if I could borrow her laptop to finish up my lab report. Luckily, I've got an awesome roomie, so she let me take over her computer for the night. Bwahaha.

Anywho, I guess the point of this story is 1) I'd like to apologize to KDS Computers for saying that I "owned" them, and for calling them "bastards", 2) I think it's time to shop for a new laptop, and 3) no blogging for a while, kiddos.

Oh, and if anyone has any good suggestions for a new laptop, feel free to e-mail me or drop me a line in the comments. I'll still be checking my e-mail and blog from school library computers. *Sigh*

Cindy blabbed at 05:45 p.m. |

Thursday, February 17, 2005
Mood: Sleepy
Music: Radiohead - No Surprises

Mamma mia. You know that feeling you get whenever you see a teacher in a supermarket? You get that strange revelation that yes, teachers are people too, and yes, they need to go grocery shopping just like everyone else. Anyway, I saw my Italian instructor at the bus stop, so I was chatting with her for a bit. And it turns out that she lives just one block away from me. Whoa. Seeing a teacher at Wal-Mart is one thing....discovering that you're neighbors is a whole new level. Haha, I guess that means I could knock on her door if I ever needed help. I can just imagine the scene:

Me: *knock knock*
Instructor: Uhh....ciao Cindy?
Me: Ciao! Hey, I REALLY need help with conjugating these--
Instructor: Cindy, why didn't you just e-mail me?
Me: Well, you're only a block away and--
Instructor: I'll see you tomorrow in class, Cindy. Ci vediamo!

Haha, well, I don't think she'd boot me out...she's incredibly nice. But yeah, just a funny thought. :P

Cindy blabbed at 10:29 p.m. |

Monday, February 14, 2005
Mood: Tired
Music: Amelie Soundtrack

IT LIVES!!!!
My computer's up and running! Woohoo! For some reason my comp kept on overheating when the tech people here at UT tried to fix it, but when I tried it, no such thing happened. I had to wipe out my hard drive, but everything's in good working order. KDS Computers, I own you. Bastards.

Anywho....I just had my first pharmacy school interview of the year, and it was to my top choice, UT Pharmacy School...woohoo!! Well, I shouldn't be "woohoo-ing" too soon...gotta see how I did first, but I'm just glad I had a freakin' interview in the first place. The nice thing about having the UT Pharmacy School interview is that since I'm already here, I didn't need to make any special trips. Just take a walk to school like usual....just that I get to do it in nice business-y attire. Oh yeah. I'm pimpin'.

I'm convinced that if it weren't for having to wear heels, I'd totally rock the business attire, just for the hell of it. But since heels suck, I'll stick with my t-shirts, jeans, and Converses. My feet hurt.

Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day. Don't bother buying the chocolates now...wait until tomorrow when they're on sale. Your wallet will thank you, and you'll get to pig out on WAY more chocolates that you would if you bought them pre-V-day, nyahaha.

Cindy blabbed at 05:02 p.m. |

Monday, February 7, 2005
No, I'm not dead. But my computer is. At first I was dealing with it pretty well, but upon finding out that even the IT people here couldn't fix it, that it kept on overheating on them for some reason, and that it's a hardware problem, I'm a little irked. Bleh. No blogging for a while, kiddos.

Cindy blabbed at 04:35 p.m. |

Thursday, January 27, 2005
Mood: Sleepy
Music: Keane - Somewhere Only We Know

I went to the Keane concert Wednesday night. And they were freakin' AMAZING. The lead singer's voice (Tom Chaplin) was so good that I almost thought he was lip-syncing. I started off thinking "Wow.....he's really good." Then the skepticism started sinking in. I started thinking "Is he lip-syncing??? This sounds too much like the album to be a REAL live performance." Then Tom Chaplin screwed up ONE note, and then I thought "HOLY CRAP!! He just screwed up a note! It IS real!!!" And that was the only note that he screwed up throughout the entire night. Mind-blowing, I tell you. :)

Cindy blabbed at 12:21 p.m. |

Friday, January 21, 2005
Mood: Bored
Music: Weezer - Say It Ain't So

I'm such a nerd. I was sitting in biochem today, and I started thinking "Holy crap, carbon atoms are so friggin' cool!" I know, I should hang my head in shame.

So anyway, here's my obligatory "first week of school" post.

• Calculus: BIG problems with this class already. I'm taking second semester calculus. The problem? I tested out of first semester calculus, and I never needed calculus until now. Meaning I haven't taken ANY form of math in a total of THREE YEARS. I haven't even reviewed algebra in 3 years, let alone calculus. I've already signed up for a crash course in first semester calculus for people like me who don't know/remember any of it. Other than that, the prof seems pretty good...seems like one of those benevolent types who really care about how their students are doing. Very methodic, like a math teacher should be.
• Biochemistry: Ok, so I'm not exactly a fashion expert, but even I know that sandals and socks together are a big no-no. And that was one of the first things that I noticed about my biochem prof. Other than that, so far my biochem prof has been kind of boring, but he seems like he really enjoys biochem, so that's always a plus.
• Analytical Chemistry: Let me tell you, I've only been in school for 4 days, and this class already seems intimidating as hell. The joke is that "analytical chemistry" can be abbreviated as "anal chem." That made for a good laugh until the prof pointed out that analytical chem really IS anal. There's a lab with it, and you have to be EXTREMELY accurate, otherwise you either have to start over, or you fail the experiment altogether. Today the lab prof was telling us that for our next lab, even fingerprints on the glassware can affect our results, so we're NEVER supposed to touch the glassware with our bare hands. In addition, atmospheric water can ALSO affect results, so you HAVE to cap your little bottles if you're not using whatever substances you're testing. Hardcore, man. The only cool thing about this class is that I've had this particular professor before, so I know how he works. And the lab prof is this Austrailian lady. Other than that, this is already looking stressful.
• Italian: Yup, I'm taking Italian again. This instructor doesn't seem like she's going to be nearly as lenient as my last instructor, but there's a lot more focus on speaking and listening this time, so it should be fun once I get over my shyness in class so that I can hold conversations in Italian instead of just responding with "si", "no", or "mi dispiace, ho mangiato il mio libro" whenever my instructor asks me a question in class. Posso capire un po', ma devo practicare molto.

And that concludes my "first week of school" review. Whoop-dee-doo.

Oh, and for anyone in the Austin area, does anyone know of any good (and preferably cheap) South American restaurants? I'm not a big fan of Mexican food, but I've tried some Brazilian, Argentine, and a tiny bit of Colombian food, and I've thought that they were all great. So toss any recommendations my way! :)

Cindy blabbed at 05:19 p.m. |

Sunday, January 9, 2005
Mood: Frightened...very frightened
Music: Jamiroquai - Canned Heat

So has anyone else heard of these weird Boohbah things that they have for kids nowadays? When I was in Toronto, I took a trip to Toys R Us with Canadian Cindy to find an Aquapet. Instead we found these freakish things:

GOOD LORD, WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!?! It looks like the love child between a yeti and one of those scrubby dudes from the Scrubbing Bubbles ads. You know, one of these little guys:

Rawr!! AH MUNNA SCRUB YOU!!!

Anywho...so after being thoroughly frightened by the Boohbah toy, I decided to find out what the heck a Boohbah is in the first place. So I found the website. (warning...click at your own risk) Apparently Boohbah is actually a children's show on PBS. And after exploring the website for a bit, I still don't know what the hell a Boohbah is. But I think I have an idea of what it's like to be on LSD. I just know that the website has lotsa colors, lotsa strange sounds, and lotsa things that are just too weird to be made by sober people. I don't know about you guys, but I think I'd be an extremely disturbed child if I watched this stuff. And I think I'd be even more disturbed if I owned one of those scary Boohbah dolls. HOW DO YOU KIDS SLEEP AT NIGHT?!?!

To PBS: I'll stick with the likes of Big Bird and Cookie Monster, thanks.

Cindy blabbed at 04:47 p.m. |

Thursday, January 6, 2005
Mood: Cold
Music: Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter

I'm back from Canada! I had one glorious week of good eating, and even better company. It's really all I ask for whenever I go on a vacation. :)

Does anyone else think that US customs officers are excessively intimidating? I swear those guys make simple questions sound like death threats. "How long were you in Canada?" sounds more like "How long were you in Canada, and would you rather be tossed into a mass grave or cremated after I kill you?" "What was your reason for coming?" becomes something more like "What was your reason for coming? Make it good, or I'll be pulling your tongue out instead of shooting you." And "Are you traveling with anyone?" is transformed into "Who else would you like me to intimidate to no end and frighten until they soil themselves?" when it comes out of the mouth of a US customs officer. Or maybe it's just me. I dunno, those guys make me cower with fear, haha. It's a great way to welcome us home. Yikes.

Cindy blabbed at 02:29 p.m. |

Monday, December 27, 2004
Mood: Mellow
Music: Rufus Wainwright - Across the Universe

So Christmas was uneventful as expected, but I DID get a letter at my door from someone that I hadn't seen in years. I'm not going to say who it's from, but to the sender, I just want to say thank you. :) It's great to know that I've made a difference in someone's life...I just hope that I can continue to be a good influence to you, which probably means that I'll have to cut down on the profanity and other obscenities that I may post on this blog, haha. :)

So....life without internet has been pretty crappy, to say the least. My internet still isn't fixed, and I'm still stealing wireless internet from my neighbor in the meantime. Maybe I should leave a nice little card at their door to say thanks.

Haha, so has anyone else heard of that guy who sold his kids' Christmas gifts on ebay? Apparently the kids were really misbehaving, so dad threatened to sell the kids' Nintendo DS systems on ebay if they didn't clean up their acts by Christmas. One of the sons double-dared dad to do it. And he did. And now they've been sold for $5,300...nyahaha. Anyway, the article about the initial auction can be found here.

Anywho, I'm gonna be gone for a week, because I'll be off in the magical land of Canada! Woohoo!! Gonna be visiting friends, and I'll be seeing someone very near and dear to me. It's gonna be a great trip, and anyone who tells me otherwise is gonna be faced with an angry gorilla that I've released from the zoo. Or maybe I'll skip the gorilla and just tell them that they're wrong. Whatever the case is, Toronto, Canada is calling my name. :)

Cindy blabbed at 04:34 p.m. |

Thursday, December 23, 2004
Mood: Bored
Music: Frank Sinatra - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

Argh. My internet's down. And apparently the cable company can't fix it until next week. Right now I'm stealing wireless internet on my sister's laptop. Bwahahaha!

Anyway....so does it feel like Christmas to anyone yet? Hasn't felt like it for me. Bah humbug. Christmas loses more of its flair each year for me. It's cute that Texans will put wooden cutouts of snowmen in cowboy hats and the such on their front lawns, but it just doesn't give me that same warm and fuzzy feeling anymore. I used to blame it on the lack of snow around here, but now I'm thinking that I'm just becoming more of a Scrooge each year.

I'll still drop change into those Salvation Army donation buckets, but other than that, Christmas has become a day where there's nothing to do because everything's closed. Santa doesn't come around anymore, radio stations that play Christmas tunes 24/7 have become obnoxious, and gift-giving seems to be more like a business transaction these days. So if anyone can drill the "Christmas spirit" back into me, please do so before I start demanding that Starbucks open their doors for me so I can at least get a friggin' Gingerbread Latte for Christmas. Sorry for the bah-humbugness, folks...I think I'm just getting old. :P
Or maybe it's because the only thing I want for Christmas is over 3,000 miles away from me. :(

Cindy blabbed at 04:11 p.m. |

Thursday, December 16, 2004
Mood: Cozy
Music: John Mayer - St. Patrick's Day

My sister and I were driving to the mall today. There was a green SUV in front of us. What really caught my attention about this SUV were all the bumper stickers/decals on this car. First, it had one of those Jesus fish on it. No problem with that. Then it had a pro-Bush bumper sticker. I voted for Kerry, but hey, if you support Bush, then that's cool too. There were 3 of those "Support the Troops" ribbons stuck on there too. No problem with that...a lot of the times I think we don't give our troops enough credit in this war that we're fighting. THEN I saw a bumper sticker that said "BOYCOTT FRANCE!" with a French flag crossed out.

THAT'S the sticker that made me shake my head, think "you've gotta be kidding me," and instantly slap on the "dumb redneck" label on whoever the driver of this car was. As much as I love it here in Texas, I can't help but hang my head in shame whenever I see something like that. Now if it were a pickup truck with a shotgun in the back, and a big burly guy with a beer as the driver, it'd be the epitome of stereotypical Texan-ness, haha.

Cindy blabbed at 11:33 p.m. |

Tuesday, December 14, 2004
Mood: Chipper
Music: Nat King Cole - L-O-V-E

I'm back home in Houston for winter break! Wahoo!

And I just checked my grades for the semester. Guess what?

4 POINT F*CKIN' 0, BIATCH!!

WOOHOOOOO! Man, I've NEVER made a 4.0 for a semester....even at the end of my first semester in college, I ended up a little short of a 4.0 (I had a 3.8 or so). And it all just started going downhill from there. Admittedly, this semester has been a pretty easy one, so it's not THAT much to brag about, but still, a 4.0 is a 4.0. Which means my overall GPA should be above the 3.5 line again. Wahoo!

Cindy blabbed at 10:37 p.m. |