I spent today trying to create an itinerary for travel post-scholarship. WOW, IS IT CHEAP!!! I'm so psyched about some of the great places I plan on visiting. They include, but are not limited to, Phuket, Thailand, Singapore (iffy), and Palau Tioman, Malaysia.
Like mother, like daughter -- yo soy playera. This is not Spanish for player, but rather for a girl who likes the beach a lot. I plan to visit as many beaches as humanly possible!! Can't wait to take some amazing pics. Tioman also has lush tropical forests complete with waterfalls. Good times with shutter speed.
My only gripe is that I wish my love could be with me the entire trip, but alas... the 9 to 5 duty calls :::sigh:::
Time to focus on Family Guy. Giggity.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Preparations
AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So much paperwork to file and so many copies to make and so many banks to call!!!
Yesterday, I ordered the international student card that was mandated by the program. I love how they didn't tell us it was mandatory until yesterday. I'm glad my trip isn't until mid-May; I feel sorry for those who are leaving in a few days and had to put a rush on their cards.
In general, the level of disorganization within the program is fairly disconcerting. Back in the fall I was so afraid that the disorganization would leave me stranded in a foreign country; however, time has shown me that things do get done eventually. Note to self: never bite off more than I can chew, especially when being in charge of students abroad is involved.
Today I received notification that my letter for the Consulate is ready. Additionally, I contacted BOA to prepare my debit card for study abroad and have been trying to get a hold of my credit card companies to determine the lowest interest on purchases. I definitely plan to NOT use my debit card for purchases. I'm paranoid about having my account cleared out by crooks.
Last night Joe booked a flight for me to see him and my parents for the last time before I leave. At that time I will pick up a mish-mosh Blackberry Tour. Joe's friend had one for sale for cheap because it's missing a battery and door. Luckily, my Dad has a tour and, since I got him the Powermat for Christmas, he has an extra batter and door :)
Ugh. I just got off the phone with Continental and, for the record, they do NOT allow you to pay for flying your pet in-cabin with Frequent Flier miles. Stupid Zazoo... He's lucky he's so cute and cuddly. He'll be staying with Joe's family. We'll see how he handles Valdez, their giant golden retriever. :::sigh::: I'm going to miss his ridiculous antics.
So much paperwork to file and so many copies to make and so many banks to call!!!
Yesterday, I ordered the international student card that was mandated by the program. I love how they didn't tell us it was mandatory until yesterday. I'm glad my trip isn't until mid-May; I feel sorry for those who are leaving in a few days and had to put a rush on their cards.
In general, the level of disorganization within the program is fairly disconcerting. Back in the fall I was so afraid that the disorganization would leave me stranded in a foreign country; however, time has shown me that things do get done eventually. Note to self: never bite off more than I can chew, especially when being in charge of students abroad is involved.
Today I received notification that my letter for the Consulate is ready. Additionally, I contacted BOA to prepare my debit card for study abroad and have been trying to get a hold of my credit card companies to determine the lowest interest on purchases. I definitely plan to NOT use my debit card for purchases. I'm paranoid about having my account cleared out by crooks.
Last night Joe booked a flight for me to see him and my parents for the last time before I leave. At that time I will pick up a mish-mosh Blackberry Tour. Joe's friend had one for sale for cheap because it's missing a battery and door. Luckily, my Dad has a tour and, since I got him the Powermat for Christmas, he has an extra batter and door :)
Ugh. I just got off the phone with Continental and, for the record, they do NOT allow you to pay for flying your pet in-cabin with Frequent Flier miles. Stupid Zazoo... He's lucky he's so cute and cuddly. He'll be staying with Joe's family. We'll see how he handles Valdez, their giant golden retriever. :::sigh::: I'm going to miss his ridiculous antics.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Returning to blog, leaving the country
Soooooo, I haven't blogged in for-ev-er. I'm creating this post to inform my many, many fans that I will return to blogging because I plan to chronicle my adventures studying and doing research abroad in Thailand this summer!
You'll notice that many of my old posts have been hidden. I did this in the event that important people decide to read the blog... I'm applying for my doctorate at Columbia in NYC in December. Hey, Dr. Garber!!!!!!
The approximate date of my departure will be May 14 and the approximate date of the termination of my tenure will be August 7. At that time my wonderful boyfriend, Joe, will likely be joining me and my good friend Robin, who is currently teaching English in South Korea, on tour de Asia. He got me this kick-ass SLR digital camera so I hope to capture some breath-taking images.
I will be accompanied by two other students from FIU -- one nursing student and one OT student. Ummmm, yeah... the OT student will provide me with some challenges. She will definitely be testing my growing patience. More to come.
Check back in soon!
You'll notice that many of my old posts have been hidden. I did this in the event that important people decide to read the blog... I'm applying for my doctorate at Columbia in NYC in December. Hey, Dr. Garber!!!!!!
The approximate date of my departure will be May 14 and the approximate date of the termination of my tenure will be August 7. At that time my wonderful boyfriend, Joe, will likely be joining me and my good friend Robin, who is currently teaching English in South Korea, on tour de Asia. He got me this kick-ass SLR digital camera so I hope to capture some breath-taking images.
I will be accompanied by two other students from FIU -- one nursing student and one OT student. Ummmm, yeah... the OT student will provide me with some challenges. She will definitely be testing my growing patience. More to come.
Check back in soon!
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Put those shoes away
Put those shoes away
And stay
A while
Get comfortable;
Keyword: ABLE
Chill.
Smile!
Drop those pictures
Of the prior fixture
1, denial.
Trade in the matches
For kisses
Splenda style
And have a seat
If you please.
Last word?
Worthwhile.
And stay
A while
Get comfortable;
Keyword: ABLE
Chill.
Smile!
Drop those pictures
Of the prior fixture
1, denial.
Trade in the matches
For kisses
Splenda style
And have a seat
If you please.
Last word?
Worthwhile.
Monday, June 11, 2007
Let me see you out.
It's a beautiful spring morning; the temperature just right. She stands alone in a breeze that's almost stiff enough to cause a chill, but not quite.
Her tiny hand clutches a ribbon that leads up to a single red balloon. It moves in sync with her pigtails in the wind.
She grasps tightly to her coveted possession while struggling internally with the decision to hold on or let go. If she holds on, she can own it forever with no need to keep its memory alive, though it will never look the same. If she lets go, she can watch delightedly from the ground as the wind sweeps it away high above the tree-tops, into the sky, becoming smaller and smaller until it is just a distant red dot; then nothing.
The wind picks up. She tightens her grip and holds on until her tiny hand hurts. She struggles to keep a fist. The battle continues as her strength subsides. She rethinks her options as her tiny hand cramps.
She can't hold on any longer. The wind immediately takes hold of the single red balloon and whisks it away into the distance. She watches from the ground; half smiling, half crying. She holds her tiny hand up to shield her eyes from the sun. The single red balloon drifts further and further into the distance until it is merely a red dot; then nothing.
And then, life goes on.
Whatever did you come here for?
You've over-stayed your welcome.
Let me see you out.
Her tiny hand clutches a ribbon that leads up to a single red balloon. It moves in sync with her pigtails in the wind.
She grasps tightly to her coveted possession while struggling internally with the decision to hold on or let go. If she holds on, she can own it forever with no need to keep its memory alive, though it will never look the same. If she lets go, she can watch delightedly from the ground as the wind sweeps it away high above the tree-tops, into the sky, becoming smaller and smaller until it is just a distant red dot; then nothing.
The wind picks up. She tightens her grip and holds on until her tiny hand hurts. She struggles to keep a fist. The battle continues as her strength subsides. She rethinks her options as her tiny hand cramps.
She can't hold on any longer. The wind immediately takes hold of the single red balloon and whisks it away into the distance. She watches from the ground; half smiling, half crying. She holds her tiny hand up to shield her eyes from the sun. The single red balloon drifts further and further into the distance until it is merely a red dot; then nothing.
And then, life goes on.
Whatever did you come here for?
You've over-stayed your welcome.
Let me see you out.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Were Zach and A.C. friends?
Originally written 10/16/06
Anyone who knows me understands that my thought process contains no apparent logic. That is to say that I think and say the most random shit at any given time. Consequently, while brushing my teeth this morning I was wondering about the relationship obetween any 20-something female's two favorite childhood hunks: Zach Morris and A.C. (Albert Clifford) Slater.
While they rolled in the same gang, I couldn't help but wonder if they were actually friends or not. They went to high school together, they went on vacations together, they worked the same summer jobs, played on the same teams, schemed in the same scenarios and even attended the same college. However, there seemed to always be some sort of rivalry between them, especially when it came to their feverish vying for the affections of the lovely and talented head cheerleader, Kelly Kapowski.
Is it possible to really be close with someone who is in love with the same person as you? I mean, look around your own clique... would you say you have the same taste in opposite sex as your, say, best friend for example? I don't and I certainly can't think of a period when my type matched the type of the female closest to me at the time.
Coincidence? Perhaps, but looking at Zach and A.C., I find it difficult to believe that two people, especially 2 alpha males, can co-exist in such a close-knit environment sans serious animosity. Wouldn't it eventaully spur anger and jealously? If they weren't all the coolest kids in the school which required that they hang out with one another and if circumstances had been different, what would have become of their friendship?
Were they actually friends? Is it possible even in real life? These are the important questions we must be asking ourselves...
Anyone who knows me understands that my thought process contains no apparent logic. That is to say that I think and say the most random shit at any given time. Consequently, while brushing my teeth this morning I was wondering about the relationship obetween any 20-something female's two favorite childhood hunks: Zach Morris and A.C. (Albert Clifford) Slater.
While they rolled in the same gang, I couldn't help but wonder if they were actually friends or not. They went to high school together, they went on vacations together, they worked the same summer jobs, played on the same teams, schemed in the same scenarios and even attended the same college. However, there seemed to always be some sort of rivalry between them, especially when it came to their feverish vying for the affections of the lovely and talented head cheerleader, Kelly Kapowski.
Is it possible to really be close with someone who is in love with the same person as you? I mean, look around your own clique... would you say you have the same taste in opposite sex as your, say, best friend for example? I don't and I certainly can't think of a period when my type matched the type of the female closest to me at the time.
Coincidence? Perhaps, but looking at Zach and A.C., I find it difficult to believe that two people, especially 2 alpha males, can co-exist in such a close-knit environment sans serious animosity. Wouldn't it eventaully spur anger and jealously? If they weren't all the coolest kids in the school which required that they hang out with one another and if circumstances had been different, what would have become of their friendship?
Were they actually friends? Is it possible even in real life? These are the important questions we must be asking ourselves...
Licking eyeballs as a function of sexual purity.
Originally written 10/17/06
So, I’m a graduate student now :::GASP::: Yes, some idiot let me in. This makes me feel as though I should 1.) be more mature than the undergraduates and 2.) make more poignant statements than them. However, I see a problem with both thoughts: 1.) I’m not and 2.) I don’t.
Granted I’ve only got a year or 2 on these kids, but anyone who has graduated understands the world of difference between being 23 and out of school and 22 and a senior still. Those in Del Rossi’s gross anatomy class understand my (and others’…) maturity, or lack thereof. In our defense, the word “penis” is funny at any age.
At any rate, last week Del Rossi mentioned something about what happens when damage to a certain nerve occurs. I won’t bore you with the details, mainly because I have no idea what I’m talking about, but when cranial nerve V (correct me if I’m wrong) incurs trauma you lose the ability to blink. Immediately, I blurted out, “Yeah, then someone will be able to lick your eyeball.”
Allow me to take this opportunity to explain why this makes sense.
Don’t you guys remember those quizzes you used to take as an undergrad at your computer? Sparknotes.com? Okcupid.com? Well, I distinctly remember one of these was a purity test and one of the questions was, “Has anyone ever licked your eyeball?” The reason I remember this so clearly is because the kids at Penn were such incredible overachievers that they would try to look for ways to even boost their purity scores! Needless to say, I know a handful of people who have had their eyeballs licked.
While indeed I am random and usually make no sense at all (to other people), in this case I actually did. I’m upset that both my classmates and professor, understanding my lack of order, didn’t realize there was more to my statement.
Screw you all.
So, I’m a graduate student now :::GASP::: Yes, some idiot let me in. This makes me feel as though I should 1.) be more mature than the undergraduates and 2.) make more poignant statements than them. However, I see a problem with both thoughts: 1.) I’m not and 2.) I don’t.
Granted I’ve only got a year or 2 on these kids, but anyone who has graduated understands the world of difference between being 23 and out of school and 22 and a senior still. Those in Del Rossi’s gross anatomy class understand my (and others’…) maturity, or lack thereof. In our defense, the word “penis” is funny at any age.
At any rate, last week Del Rossi mentioned something about what happens when damage to a certain nerve occurs. I won’t bore you with the details, mainly because I have no idea what I’m talking about, but when cranial nerve V (correct me if I’m wrong) incurs trauma you lose the ability to blink. Immediately, I blurted out, “Yeah, then someone will be able to lick your eyeball.”
Allow me to take this opportunity to explain why this makes sense.
Don’t you guys remember those quizzes you used to take as an undergrad at your computer? Sparknotes.com? Okcupid.com? Well, I distinctly remember one of these was a purity test and one of the questions was, “Has anyone ever licked your eyeball?” The reason I remember this so clearly is because the kids at Penn were such incredible overachievers that they would try to look for ways to even boost their purity scores! Needless to say, I know a handful of people who have had their eyeballs licked.
While indeed I am random and usually make no sense at all (to other people), in this case I actually did. I’m upset that both my classmates and professor, understanding my lack of order, didn’t realize there was more to my statement.
Screw you all.
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