February 2011
January 2011
The Prestige of Patty Flipping: China’s Hamburger... →
On Turning Ten, Billy Collins.
The whole idea of it makes me feel like I’m coming down with something, something worse than any stomach ache or the headaches I get from reading in bad light— a kind of measles of the spirit, a mumps of the psyche, a disfiguring chicken pox of the soul. You tell me it is too early to be looking back, but that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one and the...
Shigeru Miyamoto, Nintendo’s man behind Mario |... →
Technology crazy.
I wish I could design faster. Or learn chemistry faster. Or write grants faster.
College in 4 words: Survival of the Flirtiest.
– FM4
Everyone loves baby pandas, even goths and steam-punks. lets face it, baby...
– ZOOEY’S MISCELLANY
Portlandia | is it local? →
heh.
Two spaces after a period: Why you should never,... →
For S.
you think i’d have something interesting underneath. no, it’s a blue...
– AB.
third day of school -
and I’m already dreading leaving the comfort of my room to face the restless ten hour day. how did I party freshman spring semester? what was I on? oh right, the sweet taste of unbridled carelessness.
stop stressing. have a dance party.
But of all things, the girl who reads knows most the ineluctable significance of...
– You Should Date An Illiterate Girl « Thought Catalog
The State of the Union Drinking Game 2011 →
….
blub.
take a deep breath.
you are lucky.
this is not worth blogging, but -
I have my last orgo midterm the day after my twenty first birthday.
God, or whatever his equivalent, does not want me to be a doctor.
Or happy.
One or the other.
Quiet afternoons lying in bed, listening to music, watching the snow fall, feeling your heart beat.
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be...
– xkcd
But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would...
– Haruki Murakami
Chinese time travel commercial →
heh.
New semester, new goals.
Mainly, to do better academically.
And with that — (unfortunately), less blogging. Yes, I’ll admit it. It takes an inordinate amount of time to follow, read, re-blog etc. So I’m limiting myself to half an hour each day, and maybe a little lenience on weekends. Someone hold me to this.
Here’s to a productivity.
A size zero pill, reality TV celebrity Kenneth... →