Ethylene and Plant Development.

yay! the quarter is coming to and end and i cant wait till christmas.
i cant believe it! i mean. its a little too late to realize now...but im really really in college..like..its actually going by. xD i want to be doing better in my classes but i suppose ill have to settle with what i have right now, which isnt so bad i guess.
the other thing is that..im not so sure what i want to do with my life. sure, i want to do something relating to environmental science..but what?? toxicology sounds inviting, but there must be more out there. i want to know all that i can choose from before i make a decision.

*#(*!(*$(*!#(*!%@&^# what ever for now.

so yes. i cant wait to see everyone back at home. i cant wait for some catching up, some partying, eatting out, panda time.
and before i know it, the next quarter approaches. ><><

i should really get around to completing my research paper. ive been procratinating all day long. stupid ethylene and its effect on plant development. hence the title xD looked around and that was the first thing i saw. how convienent.
okok the end. i shall go finish my essay.

rant.

people need to chill. so i was biking back from my horticulture class. i was already at the side of the rode, for any car to pass me if they needed to. plus, there was pleanty of room for the both of us. this stupid truck almost swearved into me. i was to his right, and he was making a left turn. as a result, i biked into the bushes, or whatever it was that happened to be there. maybe he didnt see me yeh? no. impossible. he looked out his rear view mirror and directly into my eyes. he saw me alright. and not even a sorry. maybe it was my misconception, but if there was not enough room in the first place, why would you want to drive so close to a biker anyway. pwee thats ok. i got over it.

and there are these stupid bikers. when you obviously see that there is no room, please dont try to speed up past the person in front of you? what does it prove? this morning. the girl sped up ahead of this guy but her turn was coming up. because she sped up, the guy is now in his way. i was minding my own business, but in her attempt to turn on time, she almost ran into me as well. and another thing. does it hurt to slow down for people? be courteous. gosh. and the slow bikers, bike to the side. dont take up the whole lane. you may not be in a rush, but others have places to get to.

now that this is out there, i can peacefully review for my toxicology exam

Davis

Its nice here in Davis and I'm glad its not as hot during this time of the season. When i first moved in, it felt so different. im finally in college and will be living away from my parents, but once i walked outside and see everyone else, it feels like high school again. im getting used to things around here quicker than i thought i would. except for the fact that i might never get used to the roads here and would probably get lost throughout the entire year.

and speaking of being away from home, im a LITTLE homesick. i miss my room and it aggitates me once in a while that i dont have much of my clothes here. hopefully its going to all be here by the end of this week. and of course. i miss my macmac.

our dorm. its actually kept quite neatly at this time of the year. im not so sure i can say the same later in the year. we're probably going to have loads of work, textbooks and papers. i bet before anyone, diem's going to have her stuff al over the floor and room. lol i have a feeling that im going to get messy as well. i sleep on the top bunk so its a little harder to fix my bed every morning. i might be so out of it that not fixing my bed will become a habit. i wonder how the school year will turn out. i have diem anh and diana with me. so as long as im not alone i guess it wont be that bad lol. this is going to be interesting.

moment of silence

i'll take some of my time here to commemorate those who were unfortuate to have lost their lives in the 911 plight.

moment of silence....

wow. woah. yesssskis!

thursday morning, yet bored again with nothing to do. sitting around till its time for me to meet up with my girls later on. anywho.


it happened. i didnt think that things would take its course so quickly after my previous one. if you know what im talking about. i was left the impression that a lot of guys are stupid fags, more or less. i was surprised when he came along. he complimented me when i was at my worst. encouraged me to be myself. cared when i was sick. and even before anything was confirmed and we only called ourselves ordinary people, he reasured me and left me little room to hesitate. in a matter of three months, he was already able to prove himself above and beyond the male species. LOL...is he beginning to sound godly? ok. so maybe not the last point i made, but i cherish him all the same, flaws and all. ahaha. i dont want to sound too deep or cliche here. just to avoid being seen as an overly sentimental girl, which i am not xD, i will wrap it up here.

im so happy.

swimming in the time of temescal

reading diem's blog about swimming makes me want to write about it. and the title of my post. i dont know, but i think its ingenious. ok...maybe its a little weird.

my experience with temescal pool has been a memorable one. in the beginning of freahman year, i never even thought about swimming till anh and diem dragged me to practice. this lady who promised to show up every friday to teach us how to swim never showed up. Bover-macho was an integral factor to me learning how to swim. Because he had the guts to push me into the 13 ft deep side of the pool, i became comfortable with the water. how dare he though! i had no idea how to tread back then, he must have been high.
And then, there's Coach Perry. That punk. he left us right before our senior year. He couldnt even stayed for that one last year. Nevertheless, he has left many good memories with the team. We love to tease him about his loud voice and constant bragging; not to mention his horid vietnamese accent. We used to say that, when you swim, you can count on hearing Perry yell through his blow horn if not anything else. I miss that. And how he used to threaten to step on our fingers if we ever held on to the wall. I miss how diem and i used to cheat on our laps. how perry used to make us sprint. i loved the kick boards. Perry made me feel good about myself. he would give everyone in the pool a 10 second head start and grant me the honor of creaming everyone. i dont think i can do that any more since ive been out of the pool for so long. I miss swim meets and swimming competatively. the adrenaline rush and how nervous we used to be waiting for our event. and all the memories of training in all types of weather: rain, hail, thunder. i really miss it. i remember everyone running out of the pool after the sound of thunder this once. it was quite funny. it all paid off bc we won the OALs my junior year and was appointed varsity girls team captain alongside Zora. but Perry left and ruined us. at least i thought so. Punk.

but what ever. I LOVED THE OT SWIM TEAM! and i want to get back into the pool!

but anyway. ive been REALLY bored lately, so since i was actually home instead of my grandmothers today, i took the time too look for things i need to bring to davis. turns out i have extras of everything now. didnt need to spend the money. i went down to my basement to look for my luggage and i ran into this bike. why didnt anyone tell me i had a bike down there? so i lugged it out of my basement. my very very crowed basement. with my muscles. yeh? lol and i tried to get on. i cant believe it. i forgot how to get on a bike. it look me a very long while to figure it out and when i got on i didnt get to far before i ran into the branches of my apple tree. miraculously, i didnt get hurt and managed to fall off in a fashionable manner while my neighbors watched on....how embarrassing! i didnt get much done today. what a bummer.

to walk with purpose

this is who i am. a coward. sometimes i wish i wasnt so easily swayed to believe things. i wish i didnt have so much doubt in myself. to stop being so indecisive about everything and just learn to be a little more confident in the things i do. i want to walk around with a little more purpose and pride. to stop being a follower all the time. i dont want to be so reserved anymore, but its so hard to break out of it.