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New blog on the block:
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[09 Jul 2006|01:09am] |
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I wanted to write an especially clever entry since it's been a long while, but now.. my mind is rather blank.
People take a lot of patience. Some, more than others.
Hmph, that's it I guess. Metal Gear Solid 3 is too distracting. Boss just broke Snake's arm. And the lightning guy is rather sinister.
Back to San Diego tomorrow morning. :( But I didn't get to see Daphne yet.
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Yes, questionable media may 'defile' a home, but so can people.
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Oh louise. I think I better drink a doubleshot tomorrow morning to jumpstart my mind.
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| You know you've got it bad when.. |
[04 Mar 2006|08:54am] |
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..you stay up until 2a taking measurements and knitting a swatch for a new project, and then wake up at 7:45a to finish the swatch and start a new one with smaller needles (might give me a tighter fabric). And then you peruse the Internet for an hour, toying with a sweater pattern generator and learning new knitting jargon.
What has knitting done to me? Oh well, at least I'm not alone in this. My dear roomie shares this love.
And aren't I supposed to be at work? Ah, yes. That was where I was supposed to be an hour ago.
Fun fun fun! Can I just quit school and knit/crochet for a living?
Ok, time to get on with the real day.
.melanie.
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| Happy Birthday, Daphne! |
[03 Mar 2006|08:51pm] |
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Happy 22th Birthday to my Daphne! Though we're both somewhat terrible at keeping in touch, you are still my dearest reciprocal and our kindredness always picks up right where we last left off.
Will you be in NorCal during Spring Break (March 26-April 1)? If so, can we have our traditional pearl tea date?
:D I love you, Daphne!! Happy happy birthday to you!
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| Another gel, another blog. |
[03 Feb 2006|09:22pm] |
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Again, one of my favorite times to blog is while I'm waiting for a protein gel to run. So here I am, with 1.5 cm to go. I tried to plan it so that I could get to the lesson portion of Ballroom Club (gasp! Cindy, did your jaw drop? because I can't believe it). Honestly, I'm not a little nervous. I worry that my hands will get all gross and sweaty.
I am terrible at keeping in touch with people, to which my [patient] friends will attest.
Awkward moment of the week:
I've noticed that there is a certain etiquette observed by most shuttle sitees and standees. The sitters generally fiddle with their iPods, read their novel or class notes, or keep their eyes modestly focused on their knees. The standers look staight ahead, whether out the window or into the scalp of their close neighbor. This is what usually happens, as everyone tries to maintain some semblence of personal space in that sardine can of a bus.
After class late on Tuesday night, I headed home on the SardineShuttle. I was one of the many squished standing passengers. In front of me, about 1-2 feet away, was a sitting passenger. During the 15 min ride home, I noticed that my sitting friend would stare at my UCSD sweatshirt then slowly mosey her way down to my knees. This continued the entire time, until I desperately wanted to examine myself for a telltale mustard stain, or perhaps a dropped fly. I tried to initiate eye contact with her to let her know that I had noticed her boldness, but at that point she had already reached my waist, and so missed the looks I was shooting her. That episode ended when a seat vacated and I quickly sat down (and inconspicuously checked my zipper).
The end.
"Hi diddly dee, an _______ life for me!" Who knows the word and where it's from?
Only .25 cm left, time to play with Coomassie Brilliant Blue!
.melanie.
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| It's official! |
[23 Jan 2006|12:28am] |
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My dearest girl is getting married!
Congratulations, Daphne!
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[13 Jan 2006|01:45pm] |
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I'm waiting for another SDS-PAGE to run through. I have 2 inches left.
One of my mini-goals for the quarter is to make use of the shuttle commute time to and from school. Usually I just spend the time cat-napping, or staring down at my knees in an effort to give those standing around me some bit of privacy. If I'm one of the unfortunate standees, then I hang on for dear life and try not to swing wildly into those next to me. To reach this goal, I've started bringing books onto the shuttle (currently I'm reading Reaching for the Invisible God, by Philip Yancey). I also want to work up my courage to bring my knitting or crochet onto the shuttle. I brought my knitting today, but found that I sought out the seat in the back corner of the bus so that I wouldn't get too many stares. Commuters in NY knit on public transportation, I should too.
I'm so forgetful, while we were passing through the Grapevine on the way back to SoCal, I realized that I had left my San Diego set of keys at home, under my bed. My mom had to mail it to me. Thanks, Mom.
Breyers Mint M&M ice cream is good. Cindy, we'll have to buy more of it and actually eat it this time! And the 'Better than Sex' cake froze very well, according to my roomies. They said it became like an ice cream cake.
It's bad to munch just because you're bored. I was eating my makeshift trail mix (Chex mix, mega M&Ms, and mixed nuts from Trader Joes) solely for that reason. But I put it away now.
I think I'll go back to reading my Social Psychology book. That's probably a lot more productive.
I want to eat sushi and ice cream. Let's go downtown!
.melanie.
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[02 Jan 2006|06:39pm] |
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Haha, I am so lame:
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How odd, since organic chemistry was such a nightmare *shudder*.
So through highway-closing mudslides and road-drowning floods, my family finally struggled home to Coop-town. Needless to say, that many hours in a small, contained space (no matter how big the minivan may be) with the same people leads to friction. Bah. That sucked.
New Year's Eve also sucked.
On a better note, I got a whole crapload of knitting/crocheting done during the road trip: 2 scarves (knit & crochet), 1.5 beanies (knit & crochet), 2 granny squares (crochet), and 1 snowflake motif. Sweet. I also started another scarf (knit) that will be done in stockinette stitch (alternating knit/purl rows). To get around the curling problem with the stockinette stitch, I'm knitting it in the round. When I'm done, I'll just flatten the tube and stitch the ends closed. I can't wait to get to Wal-Mart to buy more yarn for it :D.
Canada has better candy than the USA. The Nestle Coffee Crisp bar is especially delightful. Like a coffee-flavoured Kit Kat bar.
Hadi and I are leaving for SoCal this Wednesday morning.
Kathy and I are logging as many hours into Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life (GC) as possible. We have successfully wooed and married Celia, acquired a bull, and now have 4 chickens. We're working on upgrading our crops to S rank, though it's woefully pricey to do so. And Daryl gave us the seedmaker for free (normally 6000G)!! w00t. But we still don't understand how to train our dog. I'm going to do a google search for that now.
.melanie.
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[29 Dec 2005|06:42pm] |
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Tonight our cousins took us to a crazy gelato store, called 'La Casa de Gelato'. They had 218 flavours on location, and we tried many interesting ones, such as:
Basil Pernod
Rum & Nuts
Spicy Mango
Mangosteen
Durian and Jackfruit
La Dua
Curry
Ackbar Mashty
Rice
Pear, Gorgonzola & Blue Cheese
Apple Wasabi
Nutella
Lavendar
Seville Orange & Jack Daniels
Strawberry Daiquiri
Lime Tequila
Porcini Mushroom
Lucumas
Grapefruit Champagne
Chocolate Ginger
Chocolate Chili
Death by Mango
Guava
Chocolate Raspberry Truffle
Rocky Road
Root Beer
Coca Cola
Gianduia
Garlic
Mawa Mala
and some others that I can't remember anymore. The grossest was the one with blue cheese. Ew. I finally settled with Kahlua.
Ok, time to take lots of pictures. Tomorrow we start the long drive home.
.melanie.
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[19 Dec 2005|02:05am] |
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Break is going pretty nicely, I think. But I haven't baked a crumb yet. Ah, tomorrow. Will be baking up cookies for the Christmas party.
On Friday I watched The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe with my family. I liked that it was pretty accurate according to the original book. Mmm, makes me want to re-read the series.
I'd like to watch Pride and Prejudice. I'm currently re-reading that novel in anticipation of watching the movie soon. On Saturday I managed to borrow Volumes 3, 4, and 6 of the BBC version (there are 6 volumes total) and watched those. My mom really enjoyed the movie version (not the BBC one), so I have high hopes for it.
I have a reading list (no particular order). Because I want to keep it in one place, here it is:
Memoirs of a Geisha
the Series of Unfortunate Events books by Lemony Snicket
and there were many others but my memory fails me.
Played Mafia tonight. Realized I like being innocent a lot more than I like being the Mafia. Takes too much trouble to lie about my innocence. I did like being the Narrator. In one round, I had the whole game move into Wonka's Chocolate Factory. Muahaha. Don't I wish.
Cindy, the Breyers mint M&M ice cream we just bought is sitting unopened in my freezer down in San Diego. That is a travesty.
I have been knitting and crocheting to my heart's content. I finished two scarves today. The knitted one with cables and the crocheted one in a hole-y pattern. Right now I'm scrounging around on the internet for a good pattern for a washcloth/dishcloth.
My mom just purchased a sewing machine. I have a hankerin' to try my hand at quilting. I'd also like to lose myself in Michael's sometime soon.
Might be heading to Canada during the break. Twenty-four hours on the road in one golden minivan = family bonding time. I hope. Mmm, I bet we'll bring good snacks for the road trip. And I haven't seen my cousins in 8 friggin' years. Ridiculous, especially since they're the closest (literally) relatives we have. The rest are in the other hemisphere.
Okay, back to looking for knit washcloth/dishcloth patterns. Ja, mata ashita!
.melanie.
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[16 Dec 2005|07:43pm] |
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It's flippin' freezing here. I'm definitely spoiled after SD weather. I spent the day at home wearing my wool coat and a scarf. At home! The cold messes up typing.
I just want to make it through break peacefully.
My mom set up a sweatshop for Christmas gifts, with my siblings and I as the laborers.
I hear the familiar yell now. Bye.
.melanie.
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[09 Dec 2005|03:55pm] |
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I GAVE MY FIRST OFFICIAL SCIENTIFIC PRESENTATION TODAY!
Haha, that was SO worth breaking the NEVER TYPE IN CAPS LOCK rule. And it was actually a co-presentation with my lab partner. Of course it helped that it was just in front of our supportive labmates, but hey, there was a PowerPoint presentation involved! And a projector! So it counts. :D
AND NOW BREAK CAN BEGIN!
So what's a girl to do? Finish her experiments! Augh. At least we'll be done Tuesday I hope. I'm finishing one up right now.
I'm hungry. Not the, "oh gosh I could really go for a granola bar," or even, "give me MEAT," but the kind of hungry where all you want is pei-dan porridge because food of any hardier substance would be indigestible by your angry empty gastric sac. :( And I forgot my Chocolate Chip Chewy Bar at home. Boy, I could really go for some 'wai-po mian' right now. My WaiPo (grandma) hand-dries freshly made thin thin noodles, then cooks them in delicious fresh[ly plucked, it's that fresh] chicken soup. Augh. She made that for us almost every day when we visited her in Malaysia.
MMMM Hadi and I have a gazillion (maybe 5-10?) pounds of Otis Spunkemeyer cookie dough in the freezer up in NorCal. Just waiting to be consumed. Especially in a cookie exchange with Phong.
But all I want right now is 'juk.' Like the kind they used to feed us after the 30-hour Famine in junior high.
goals for break:
-look at beeyuutiful dresses with Daphne ;P
-Christmas in the Park with Kevin
-bake bake bake to my heart's (and GI tract's) delight
-shop, knit, eat with Kristen (my hot roomie)
-sip on mint cocoa in front of a fire with my family
-have our usual family sleepout in the living room
-NOT freeze
-eat meat with Dan
-do some cooking with our Super Blender
-play and crochet with Kathy
-read manga and watch anime from Hadi
-eat my mom's delicious (yes it is!) ku gua
and I can't remember the other great schemes that passed through my head last night.
Oh goodness. The night after my terrible Mammalian Physiology final, I kept dreaming about the proximal tubule and distal nephron (in the kidney) and all of the different reactions with H+ and glucose and NaCl that go on in there.. and finally at 5:30a I woke up terrified that if I didn't drink a glass of water at that moment, my blood osmolarity was going to shoot through the roof with the NaCl solutes from my carne asada fries, and I would shrivel up and die. Like a prune. Mmm, run-on sentence. But yeah. So I couldn't fall back asleep and instead stayed up tinkering with my personal budget. Ridiculous? Only slightly.
Last night I dreamt that a big bomb blew up and someone near and dear to me had sacrificed himself to detonate the bomb with the villain (who was screaming in fear), leaving several of us in a blast-safe room. It was quite weird. Then we walked out to survey the surroundings, and saw another strange scene. There was a family of humongous white birds (kinda like the Clausen or Vlasic pickle bird, without the hat). The little baby flew out from the porch (yes, that was somehow unharmed) and another hawk-like bird flew to attack it. Then the papa bird calmly turned to the mama bird and said, "Honey, stay here. I'll be right back." He then flew after the hawk bird to protect his progeny. And then we went back into the shelter building and I woke up. A little more ridiculous? Perhaps yes.
I suspect that Daphne has left this LJ account for Xanga. I may follow suit, dunno yet.
[stomach still hurting]
Ok ok I should go. Tonight I'm going to paint the town red with Cindy and Kim. Ooh la la. We shall go eat our fill of post-finals desserts.
Ciao, bellas.
.melanie.
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Hello LiveJournal world. This is Melanie, here for her long-awaited post. Or not so long-awaited. Daphneee... are you still blogging on here? I guess neither of us are too keen on this whole blogging thang.
So I'm still here at work [lab] because I'm waiting for a gel to run. A polyacrylamide gel, to be precise. It still has a good 2 inches to go.. sigh.
Haha, I just noticed that I keep wanting to hit CTRL-S after every sentence. But A) this just doesn't work that way, and B) this is a Mac, which wouldn't know what to do with that command.
I lost my camera in Irvine last weekend : (. So there won't be any new pictures for a while. Then again, there haven't been many new pictures even when I did have a camera. Maybe I'll start dipping into my archived pictures.
Hmm, I should have brought some homework to do. I thought I'd be heading home an hour ago. Oh well, I guess I'll just ramble on.
I'm gonna be a TA next quarter!! Muahaha, POWER. No, just kidding. About the 'POWER', I mean. But yes, this should be interesting.
Yes, I am still taking Ballet. Taking Intermediate Ballet has been a very humbling experience. Sometimes I feel like a drunk elephant in a room of graceful cranes. Or something like that. It gets pretty ugly sometimes. But it's my only form of exercise (unless walking to classes counts, cindy?) so continue in ballet I shall.
I have rekindled my love for cottage cheese.
And I have realized afresh how bad it is when I blog out of boredom. My apologies, patient reader. Or perhaps you are as bored as I am. In that case, I do hope this pointless narrative provides you with some entertainment. Muahaha. my roomie is taking a Jane Austen lit class, and I believe its early Victorian-flavored English is permeating my own.
I'm heading home for Thanksgiving, and my mom and I have already starting scheming about new recipes that we can experiment with. She got one of those nifty Super Blenders that can make peanut butter, wanna-be Jamba smoothies, [my gel has one more inch to go] fresh fruit sorbet, carriages out of pumpkins, etc. I think it comes with a mail-in rebate for a fairy godmother as well. Handy little bugger.
Hmm, and now what else shall I reveal to the Internet world? What do other people write about on these things? Ah, weekend happenings is a popular one. So here I go.
I saw The Corpse Bride with Cindy. The plot was pretty good, though a bit confusing at the end (moths that flew up to heaven, what?), and the songs seemed forced into the movie. The animation was wonderful and whimsically creepy, Tim Burton-style, but I have to admit that I enjoyed The Nightmare Before Christmas more. Speaking of which, I would like to head down to Disneyland during the holiday season to see the "Nightmare Before Christmas" version of the Haunted Mansion.
I also saw March of the Penguins with Kevin. What a beautiful movie! I would love to take a few of those screenshots and blow them up into posters. Or use them as desktop backgrounds. It was slightly amusing to hear the female half of the audience 'awwwwwww' at the sight of all those fuzzy chicks. I say this tongue-in-cheek because I contributed to this audible phenomenon. But wow does it stink to be a penguin or what?? Sheesh, they have it tough. And leopard seals are no longer all cute and pretty.
I'm all blogged out. I'm going to check my gel for the umpteenth time, then partake of the fruit cake sitting in the lab lounge. Peace out, homies.
.melanie.
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| sorry vic |
[27 Sep 2005|10:04pm] |
Dear Victor.
I AM BREAKING UP WITH YOU.
I've met a new man. his name is Raoul Carasangas. I'm sorry to tell you like this, but i didn't want to see you cry. Farewell and Adieu
p.s. never leave your lj account logged on on someone else's computer.
=)
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[16 Aug 2005|11:07pm] |
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Just got back from a grocery run with Hadi, Jon, and Kathy. It all started when Jon had a contagious craving for potato chips. The main items of our harvest? Pringles, Reese's Puffs, Lucky Charms, and ice cream. Muahaha.
Hmm, I guess things like this are all one can do at 10:30p on a Tuesday night in Cupertino. What a wonderfully sleepy little town.
.:melanie:.
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| The modern version of 'The Birds and the Bees' |
[14 Aug 2005|02:21am] |
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The mystery is gone .. How was I born?
A little boy asks his father, "Daddy, how was I born? Dad responds, "Ah, my
son, I guess one day you will need to find out anyway! Well, you see, your
Mom and I first got together in a chat room on MSN. Then I set up a date via
e-mail with your Mom and we met at a cyber-cafe. We sneaked into a secluded
room, where your mother agreed to a download from my hard drive. As soon as I was ready to upload, we discovered that neither one of us had used a firewall, and since it was too late to hit the delete button, nine months later a blessed little Popup appeared and said:
You've got male!"
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Haha. Thank you Cindy for finding these geeky tidbits.
The MCAT is in 6 days. Augh?
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That last post must have sounded rather serious. Rest assured, I have not completely lost my mind.
There are only 2 weeks left. Can someone say "Augh!"? I can.
Nice and full. Nothing like my mom's 'Bak Kut Teh' (literally, 'meat bone tea') soup over rice. This is also the season for peaches, as I've delightfully discovered.
I like weddings. They bring people back together again. And people are dressed so prettily.
} zzz {
.melanie.
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I'm perplexed.
To use or to not use a blog as a venting hole? Yes, it works well as one, but it is public space, after all. So when a person uses their blog as such, is it a subconscious cry for help? for attention? Or is it just to inform? But if that's the case, why put it out there? Why allow others to mentally digest your private angst? Okay, so it's good to be open. But then are those readers expected to do nothing with the heavy literature they've been given freely? If they try to help or probe further in person, will they be met with anger? Are they expected to stay away? pretend like they are unaware of the issues? I should think not.
The World Wide Web. It can get people into such a sticky tangle.
Okay, I'm going to do one of those things I ridiculed in others' posts of the past. I'm going to blog as if I was talking to a certain person, but neglect to mention their name, giving them (and me) relative annonymity.
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I take that back. I can't do it after all. Or maybe I've already said too much. Like my wise brother said, it's better to bring it up straight with the person to their face, right? But it's so hard. I hate conflict. So I avoid it like the plague. Even in an obscure little LiveJournal post. Then again, is it obscure at all? Gosh. I'm forgetting how to run back to the source.
It's late. Don't want to post something that I'll regret later. Whether petty or just plain brain fart. Guten nacht.
.:melanie:.
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