Archive for November, 2005

Health Issues

Friday, November 18th, 2005

Some of you underestimate my roommates’ weirdness. Let me tell you this, then.
Today, my roommate MB came back from class and said, "I’m fixin’ to take a foray into my subconscious." 
I said okay, thinking she meant to pray.
Then she said, "If I don’t come out in 15 minutes, yell at me or slap me or do something." 
I was like, "…Sure." 
Then she sat, arms crossed, eyes shut, head bobbing back and forth. Then she knelt, somehow lost her balance (unintentionally), and whacked her head on the side of the bed. At that point I freaked out just a little. After opening her eyes slowly with a tired expression she said, "Oh, you’re alive."  I said, "I’m ok, but I don’t know about you." 
Then she elaborated on how in her "dream" she encountered a snake that killed everyone it passed by, including me and the other roommates, with its disappearing powers, huge fangs, and so on.
Now YOU TELL ME WHY I SHOULDN’T BE CONCERNED FOR MY SANITY!

Pensacola went from 90 to 30 degrees temperature this past week. So many people are sick it looks like a pandemic broke out on campus. I got sick too and felt gross and so worn out. It’s like I was on lo-bat.
I checked in on Tuesday, spent the whole day cooped up in the room - eating nothing but ramen and white bread - but was happy cos I had a fresh crisp girly magazine to read. No it’s not Teen People.
Reading it, I found out a lot about health things, like, did you know that when you sleep more, you lose weight? This is all proven scientifically.
And red grapes fight breast cancer, ladies.
Also, the doctors can freeze human eggs now, in addition to sperm or embryos, which means women can freeze their eggs and have babies later when they’re way older. (Personally though, I don’t wanna be 80 when my teenager starts dating.)
Chocolate fact: A study has found that eating a bar of dark chocolate each day for 2 weeks lowered blood pressure by 9-12 points. Yes dark chocs can be high in calories, but they say that having a bar or two a week fits into a healthy diet! I don’t have high blood pressure, but I’ll practice this concept anyway! Muahahahah! Not really. I don’t wanna gain 200 pounds and scare off my boyfriend.
Recently I also found out from Lala a very interesting use of cranberry juice.. which I can’t reveal here for propriety reasons. Go ask her!

Yesterday was the Crazy Temperature Yo-Yo day.
A.M. - Was sooo cold that I had on my Express merino/angora black sweater (birthday gift from dearest friends), one of the two sweaters I have that are stylish AND warm. Everybody else had on floor length jackets and stuff like that.
NOON - Ran around on the tennis court in cheap sweater (so I can sweat on it free of guilt) and stinking thin PE shorts. Got warm enough to ditch the sweater and roll up my PE shirt sleeves. Walking back to the dorm, I felt so much tougher than these wimps in bear-fur coats.
P.M. - Bundled back up in layers and turned up the heater full blast in the car as my brother drove us to WalMart, and was extremely picky about parking space: nothing farther than 10 steps away from the entrance.
POST-WALMART - Got back in my room and because it’s so warm in there I had to strip down to my tanktop and short shorts.
No wonder it’s difficult not to get sick! I’m just glad my nose didn’t bleed!

A realization hit me as my brother and I shopped at WalMart. We were BOTH shopping at the hair products aisle! When he was a freshman, he’d always be in the food aisles the whole time, piling up on $500 worth of instant breakfast foods and fatty snacks. I’m glad to see my baby bro taking care of himself better now. I’m also glad that he didn’t agonize over 3 different brands of hair gel like I did with the hairspray. For him, anything will do, as long as it says "For Men" and smells okay.

Roommate MB just now called herself an "overstuffed Viking." Sometimes she cracks me up so bad!

When I need to leave Orange (my Apple Powerbook) for like an hour but don’t want to go through the annoying process of shutting down, I unplug the adapter, because if I don’t, the battery’s gonna overheat and cause fire (and burn down my bed, my room, and eventually my dorm). But if I unplug without shutting down, that lessens my battery life. Old Boss Fiji taught me to completely drain out the bat before charging again, and not to unplug until it’s fully charged. I tried obeying for the longest time, but it started to lord over me and make me feel miserable if I don’t follow the exact formula. Sheesh. This goes to say that technology can so easily be the master of you if you don’t master it. Therefore, I’m taking control, and I’m unplugging! Hah!

There’s this annoying trend starting to catch on at PCC. I thought I’d seen the end of it when I graduated PCA, but looks like it’s still alive and well. It’s called the Stupid-Looking-Purse-and-Backpack-Combo Trend. Some girls carry around huge backpacks, others carry around little purses. Normally, nobody carries both at the same time. So it should be like that. But apparently, some girls think it’s attractive to take both to classes. I guess their makeup won’t fit in their mammoth backpack.

Being Indonesian

Sunday, November 13th, 2005

Farid and Timo trapped a rat that’s been eating their cereal and is notorious for its circus skill of running up and down a thin printer cable. The guys took the poor thing out to the yard in 40 degree weather and baptized it with boiling water (by immersion, like a good baptist — no sprinkling) …then watched the cute Stuart Little shake violently and die. Yikes. Didn’t know computer nerds could be so sadistic. Must be because of that Warcraft game.

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It’s so kewl when a guy and a girl find each other when they least expect it. And when they have fun being together because they enjoy doing the same things. And when, even though they’re apart, they still enjoy doing stuff on their own because they know at the end of the day they’ll have stories to share with each other. AND when sometimes it gets not-so-fun (read: obstacles), they help each other go through it together and neither bails. How precious.

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I’ve had recent pics from the semester up on beachpanda.shutterfly.com for a while, but never really announced it. So, I announce! But expecting to get comments there would be like wishing that my roommate would wash her bed sheets. Therefore, I don’t have high hopes.

By the way, this is totally unrelated, but, isn’t it sad that when your roommates say to you, "You’re the only normal person in the room," you can’t say anything back because it’s really the truth!? ….I admit, though: a totally normal room would be boring. I’m not advocating weirdo behavior, but having "interesting" roommates make the days other than ordinary.

On PMS days, though, my roommates make me want to chop them in half.

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Went out to eat at Ichiban with the Indo girls. Being Indos, we’re not used to anybody else being Indo, like the waitress or the sushi chef. Being Indos, we’re so used to criticizing the food/bill/service OUT LOUD ’cause usually none of the restaurant personnel knows the language. At Ichiban, the waitress and the sushi chef are Indonesians and we all knew it but our habits were still unchanged. So, being Indo, one of us said out loud to another person that they got scammed because their order turned out to be so small. And then not long afterwards, Eka, who didn’t know the sushi chef was Indo, yelled from across the room, "Novita! Which one’s the cute guy you were talking about?" obviously referring to the Indo chef, who smiled. (That probably really boosted his ego!)  Eka hid behind the menu after somebody told her he was Indo. Ahh, fun times.