The Epidemic of Allergies.

Apparently theres an epidemic of pretty, but unhygienic girls going around. Everywhere I go, there are 15-25-ish year olds that use the bathroom, come out and look in the mirror, assure themselves that they look presentable by their standards, and walk out of the restroom. No, they don't wash their hands. Yes, it has happened on more than one occasion. I more often see girls walk right out the restroom than girls who do thoroughly wash their hands. I also see girls who only let the water touch the tips of their index finger and thumb, seemingly frightened of the water that is flowing out of the sink. No soap used, no need to dry their hands either.

Moms and Dads... please make sure your teenage daughter isn't a dirty skank. I mean, I'd understand if a girl just doesn't care; at least that's consistent. These girls, I'm sure, have got to wake up at least an hour early before they start their day to get themselves together because their hair, their nails, their outfits are all so meticulously planned- but alas, the concept of basic hygiene has yet to be introduced to them.

Or maybe they're allergic to water....

Tagged

"Once you have been tagged you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random things, facts, habits, or goals about yourself. At the end choose 3 to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave them a comment (tag, you're it) and to read your blog. You can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me back, let me know when you've posted your blog so I can see your answers..."

So, I've been tagged (Thanks Jesse) and here I am.

1) My biggest pet peeve is ignorance and the convenient disregard of ones conscious. Nothing else irks me more than someone who deliberately lies to him/herself and then keeps on moving instead of taking a minute to think about his/her actions. It's almost like they know they are wrong, but fear admitting it even to themselves. It's just a slippery slope from there...

2) I go through phases that lasts for months, sometimes years, and a part of each phase always stays with me forever. I was in a health conscious/gym phase, a hippy phase, a disciplinary phase (this was WAY before I even joined the military), a girly phase, a tomboy phase, currently in my nerdy phase ... the list goes on... If you see my picture at any one of these phases, they all look like different people. This revelation was brought about by The Temple of my Familiar which is now one of my favorite books for that reason. Absolutely LOVE it love it love it! =)

3) I am trying to wean off my coffee addiction by switching to grape juice. I weaned myself off of coke (the cola) by switching to coffee. I may be on to something here. Now maybe, just maybe, if I can wean myself toward something productive...

4) Guys need not worry about me leading them on. If I don't reciprocate the same feelings (be it romantic or platonic) it IS known.

5) I like weird animals like ferrets, meercats, flying squirrels etc. If I could, I would own a little island and live in it with all these beautiful creatures in all their cuteness.

6) I constantly analyze and worry about things. I also bounce ideas back and forth to (And I say this in fear of being labeled a NUT :-D hah) myself. I once I decided to record my thoughts in a span of 15 minutes (I was driving) and my thoughts ranged from billboards to karma to life to my brother to competitiveness versus road rage and driving to ethnocentrism... etc etc etc (you get the gist)

7) Sometimes I wish I could fast forward to the future so I didn't have to deal with the petty issues of actually going through everything necessary to get to that future.

8) I refuse to assimilate to any one specific culture.

9) I would be Lilo and Stitch from Lilo and Stitch the movie.

10) I make weird noises/sounds and weird dance movement-ish for no apparent reason and a moment later have no recollection of making such noises or any such movements.

Tag:
Sir John (yes, YOU sir, YOU.) Why? Because I can!
I would tag Sir KongFuzi. Why? Because ...I can... BUT I know he wouldn't indulge in such petty tags ;) SO, I tag
Madame Natasha. Because I love her so ;)
And I tag
Zi. Because I know she's looking for something to help her slack. ;) hehe (great minds)

I think I can...I think I will!

I have been having a hell of a time trying to get things done. I have a long list of chores and to-dos and all, bar a few household errands, have a deadline. Does that motivate me? Noooo Does someone need a kick in their ass? Yesss.
I chalk this up to the weather. Yes, I said it. The weather. I hate the winter and the dreariness it brings. It makes me want to curl up in bed preferably with some hot chocolate (with whipped cream and marshmallows on top) watch a nice movie, and have the heat up on high. Who wants to run around getting things done while its wet and everything seems to drag? But since it is winter and I am just that lazy, I end up passing up the hot chocolate in all its goodness and just watching a movie whilst I lay under my warm comforter. At least I'm not putting on *more* weight on my lard ass. My poor lil knees are already begging for mercy.
So today, finally it was nice and sunny (not warm... the sun was out... but its snowing - gah!) and I got most of my to-dos done! (welll at least the ones I had set as a goal for today) The only one thing that didn't get done was talk to Dr. Atsu-Swansy, my crazy Ghanaian professor who is guiding me through my AfricAid project - he left for the day even though his office hours were still supposedly in session. grr.

Anyhow, I do feel a tiny bit accomplished. I'd feel a lot more accomplished if I started off on my applications to certain schools. So off I go! Toodles!

Geekdom in all it's glory! :)

I absolutely love most of my classes this semester :) Even though I don't feel like these are challenging me enough to think and be pro-active like Chemistry did, it is a different kind of challenge. I do miss Chemistry terribly and I can't wait till the Fall semester to take a higher level just for fun :-D

Psychology- I love reading and talking about life and how people act the way they do (in certain situations) and why. Dissecting the ever so complex human mind is exhilarating!My professors knowledge on this subject is extensive! Sure he has his doctorate in Psychology and has been practicing for about 25 years now :-P ... but the stories are always so interesting and it gives me something to analyze and shred apart anxiously waiting to see whats underneath yet another layer of a beautiful (and sometimes deviant) mind! :-D

Sociology- I think ties into Psych. It takes it to a larger scheme and you get to dissect why certain societies follow certain rituals. One thing that did upset me is the outdatedness of the book. It talked about how fat women were perceived to be attractive and beautiful in the Nigerian society. This is not true!! It depicted a few societies as though they still lived in trees and traveled on camel backs...phulease! Give me a break!! Thank God for our prof. though- he is a very intelligent human being with a kind heart and an open mind. We constantly bounce ideas back and forth about what could have brought about certain changes in different societies.

English- Our English class is supposed to be the P.I.A. class, focusing on research and research alone. I have met so many students who HATED this class because their professors made it hell for them. I have been blessed with the best professor (okay, second best- the first one was defi. Mrs. Nickie Isaacson. :-D) who genuinely wants her students to succeed.

Anatomy and Physiology- So rad to learn about your body and all the cool stuff in it! I can't wait to go to the Body Museum in New York with W. I hope he can make it! =) Dr. Jaloway makes it SO easy to learn this stuff!!

I cannot wait until I get to take Pharmacology! :-D *squeals in excitement*

Did I mention I LOVE *most* of my professors?!

History- I plead the 5th. (Hey... I did say I love MOST of my classes and professors- not ALL. I'm allowed ;) heh)

It all aches...

At the tender age of 27, my bones have been giving out on me. Yes. Giving out on me. I have been so unhealthy and its finally taking a toll on me, all at once. So I'm going to take this as a warning and start making a few minor adjustments that will (hopefully) lead to a few major changes.


I crave sleep now. So I sleep. Will update later. =)

Toodles!

Face Off

31 days off :) First day of classes.


I walts into the bathroom. As I begin to raise my head to look up- hmm this looks a little different. Head completely raised I walk into the bathroom and realize- urinals. Asian guy, black jacket, blue jeans, black framed glasses cranes his neck to look who entered the bathroom. I barely mumble "opps heh. heh. sorry"

FACE RED.

I run out.

Bump into dude number two walking into the bathroom, already starting to unzip.


FACE PURPLE.


oh...and did I mention I went to my 3rd class of the day and walks in dude #2?

Giving it up

My girl T and I were having a conversation about how our once tight knit group has dissolved into a vague reminiscence of drunken nights and clammy mornings. While some friends followed their career tangents, some just simply disappeared because they now have a significant other in their lives.
Now, I am just as guilty as them -I am by no means rebuking them of their choice. However, it brings me to question- at what point does one lose their own sense of identity in order to be a part of a relationship? More importantly, why does one lose their sense of identity? It seems like being a part of a (great or ..usually...otherwise) relationship mean that you have to lose yourself, your interests, your being.
Again, I have done this myself, but in the long run it didn't work out. In fact, it made me despise him for slowly stripping me of my own. I grasp the concept of a relationship and I also understand that when you love someone- however provisional or absolute it may be- you want to spend as much time with your significant other. However, where is the balance of keeping your life- your individuality- your persona and still interconnect with your 'main squeeze'? Would you consider giving up things you once loved- the things you chose to do- as a price you have to pay in order to be in a relationship?
Part of me strongly believes that giving up your identity and your interests- giving up a part of YOU- helps a relationship deteriorate quicker than its time. Sure, there are strong urges of spending as much time as you can with your 'sweetie' and all of a sudden the temptaion of creating drunken havoc isn't as enticing as it once used to be. But, it inevitably is like being a kid in a candy shop. You want ALL you can- until you get what you asked for. And then you get sick. And you can't stand the sight of what you once thought you could never have enough of. Thats when the sweetest thing becomes sour. When the cutest gestures become irritating. When cuddly becomes clingy and loving becomes loathsome.
My personal stance- in a good relationship neither you nor your significant other would have to sacrifice yourself, but you would enhance each other in every way possible. I wouldn't have to "give up" friends or nights out with loved ones to a point where people think I've fallen off the planet. And I wouldn't have to "reconnect" with all my friends simply because I now have someone in my life. There is a difference between 'putting her/him first' and having a choice that only encompasses him/her.
I realize that when you love a person or when you accept a person into your life, you're not just accepting that person- you're accepting a whole another lifestyle. You fell for this person when s/he went out 6 nights a week or played basketball 7 days a week or played poker 5 days a month- you fell for this person when s/he had other agendas than to please you. So why try to change it? Now, I know they aren't the best example but in a way I guess Janet and JD are leading an exemplary relationship- JD went to strip clubs before he met Janet...and he still does. I guess when BOTH parties know the line- and don't cross it, you can maintain your identity and still remain the person s/he once fell in love with. And that inturn helps continue to WOW the other person everyday even 15 years down the line. ...any takes?