Always the wingman, never the man

Things I must always remind myself:
-when going out drinking with two guys that like drinking, don't try and keep up
-when people drink, they get horny
-because of this and being such a good friend, you must volunteer yourself to strike up a conversation with potential one night stand material (many times this is unsuccessful but you need to give it a try)
-always have someone to walk you home after bar closing because walking home alone is scary

***Just to clarify, I am not the one partaking in the one night stands. My friends do but not I.

Guys don't hold doors open anymore

On Mondays, Tuesdays and Thursdays I go to College Library when I has a break in between classes. On one such day, I was about ten feet away from the door when I felt something woosh by me at a fast pace. I noticed it was this guy on one of those stand up scooter things. As he was passing me he said, "Allow me!" in this very dashing manner and opened the door for me. I giggled, because I never saw one of those things in person before, and it is as ridiculous in person as it is on TV. At the same time, I was jealous, because it would be so awesome to have one of those things. But really, what real purpose do they fill?

The most rockingest band ever

Last night my friend Lina and I went to The Annex to see one of my favorite bands, Ok Go. It was so worth the ten bucks a piece. Lina never heard of the band before but she definitely liked them. The lead singer split his pants while playing a song. They did their usual dance routine for the encore. A drunk girl ran up on stage and molested the new guitar/keyboard player and the lead singer made fun of him for having a new girlfriend. Overall, it was a great night, despite some less than desirable audience members. Oh, another thing I liked about the night was that I was able to sit down and watch the show, it was a small venue and the crowd wasn't rowdy.

If you have never heard of them before, I suggest buying their first, self-titled album, you will not be disappointed. They are a fun rock band with a pop sensibility. This is how they are described on their site: "They're like a boy band that got seduced by Queen and wound up in college instead of Orlando."

Another interesting thing I learned in my psychology class: apparently this drug that is used in the treatment of patients with obsessive compulsive disorder has a side effect (5% chance) of causing spontaneous orgasm when a person yawns. "What?" was my first reaction, followed by "Cool." Unfortunately, the drug more than often causes the inability to orgasm as opposed to the opposite. What a cruel contradiction.

Yay!!! I did it!!!

I just, this very minute, sent in my application for Teach For America. Oh boy, I am becoming a big girl, applying for "jobs" now. Now I just have to sit here and fret while I wait to see if the call for an interview comes.

Ri made me go with her to A Woman's Touch today. Very inappropriate. I couldn't stand being around all the sin. Amen

Sad day

My family's cat, Schuyler, died yesterday early in the morning. We had him for 9 years. He used to be exclusively my cat, until he started to prefer my brother. I will miss him.

Hey...you can always call Mom.

I need a study break, so I decided to write about some random thoughts I have been having lately. So here it goes.

-Why, when people find lost cellphones, do the sometimes initially look in the cellphone's "phonebook" for MOM? Is it our natural instinct to think that mothers can solve anything? When my sister lost her cellphone, our mom got a phone call, telling her they found the phone. Weird.
-Text messaging is today's version of passing notes in middle school. It annoys me when people will do it in the middle of class. It seems sort of infantile to me. Can it really not wait for 50-75 minutes? Stupid
-I am not really upset when a girl who is sitting in front of me has really long hair and it accidentally drapes on my desk. I just move it with my pen, and she doesn't even notice. However, I am upset when a girl has shoulder length hair and leans way far back in her chair so her hair is on my desk and covering my notebook. I can't really move the hair because she would definitely notice, since I would practically touch her head. Annoying.
-One of these days I will learn how to spell schizophrenia, without the help of spellcheck. Hopeful.
-I like those people that chew their gum with their mouths open. Smacking, squeezing the juice out. Very cow like. Disgusting.
-During my psychology lecture, the professor was showing a video clip of a patient with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD). Everyone was laughing at the person's need to hit a glass cup against her teeth, to move a cup a certain way on a table etc. I found this to be kind of ignorant. These people have real problems, it is not as if they are doing it to entertain others. I hope that these students do not really want to be psychologists. Insensitive.
-Along with my theme of mental disorders, I think everyone is a little obsessive compulsive. For example, I have this need to doodle in the top left corner of every single page I take notes in. It tends to be the same design, but I mix it up everyone once in awhile. However, if I don't do this, I don't think anything bad will happen. So it can't be OCD. Sane.

Ok...enough...must go back to studying for the exam.

The Power of the Bow

Whenever I am in front of my computer, typing a paper or taking one of my online quizzes, I am in need of inspiration. Something to give me mental power to continue and to do my best. So, I reach over to my pile of pictures on my dresser and pick out a special picture that gives me just that: inspiration. This picture is of my one-year old cousin Emily. My sister, Ri, took it during Christmas at my grandpa's house when we were unwrapping presents. Ri put a bow off a present and stuck it on top of Emily's head. Right as Ri was about to take a picture of the cuteness, Emily took it off and started to give it back to Ri. So there is the picture: Emily sticking a bow into the direction of the camera. Why is this picture inspiration? I really don't know why. It is just the cutest picture ever of the cutest baby ever. I believe that it relaxes me. Whenever I am stressed out I look at it and think, "Ohhhhh, I have the cutest cousin ever!!!" I should upload it so everyone can share in my inspiration.

Guess who saw someone from TV?

So this is so not worth the blog but anyway I thought it was funny either way. Ri, CM and I were at the Plaza drinking a total of 2 pitchers tonight, just talking about random stuff. We left no more than 20 minutes ago and on our way out we saw Nick from the latest season from Road Rules. The only reason I thought it was weird was that when I first saw him, I didn't know who he was (even though I regretfully watched the show). As I saw him I thought he looked familiar, like I saw him at some event (since students of color kind of work with LGBT students I was sure I saw him at one of these events). Once I passed him I recognized who he was and turned around to Ri and CM who were behind me and pointed him out. It wasn't like I was so super excited to see him, I just thought it was weird that I would be in the same place as him since I NEVER EVER go out. I am just glad it was him and not Landon from Real World, because I would most likely kick that guy.

Pardon my French???

Where exactly did that expression come from? Why of all the languages in the world, is French linked to obscenities? What is wrong with, "Pardon my German," or "Pardon my Mandarin"?

In my psychology class we were learning about the different stages of development according to Sigmund Freud. An abnormal development in a certain stage can indicate a certain personality in adult life. For example, if a child was deprived of breast milk and affection during infancy (Oral Stage) they can grow up to be clingy and dependent. Anyway, the professor, joking around, talked about how a disruption in development of a certain stage can also showcase the obscenities the person will use in the future. These are the example he used (he used asterisks where it was needed):
Oral Stage: "You suck"
Anal Stage: "You a**hole"
Oedipal Stage: "You motherf***er"
Ah, the things you learn in college.

Finally, I would like to announce that I have officially become a college student: I HAVE TAKEN OUT MY FIRST STUDENT LOAN. Financial aid and scholarships are just not covering my college expenses and drug problem. Muhahahahah.