I’m sure anyone that knows me knows that I have “curry fever”, so this isn’t really a surprise. I guess it is a surprise to brown people when I know brown music. This is one of the first Indian songs that I learned from Abby, my roomie at TAMS. She had to perform this song at her church, so she was always practicing. Obviously, as her roommate, I wanted to learn too and eventually, even though I SUCKED, I would perform to my fellow wing members and TAMSters this dance with her. It was a lot of fun. I love passing by Indian events on campus and recognizing every other song.
I love this guy so much. I already made a post about him (Day 01), but he’s absolutely amazing. Please, listen to his music and watch “Dan in Real Life”. He composed ALL the songs in that movie. It has Steve Carell in it too! But this is also one of my favorite songs by him. It’s a really cute duet. He sang this song at his concert and it was so cute because he let the audience sing the girl part except some annoying bitch freaking ruined the entire thing. Oh well.
Well I don’t really listen to music to fall asleep. If I’m sleepy, I’ll fall asleep to anything. I chose this song though cause it’s just so peaceful and soothing. And not gonna lie, love the Glee version of this song:
Yesterday night was crazy. Everyone was so drunk. Usually it’s fine because it’s all fun and stuff. But everyone was arguing, throwing up, everything. I felt like a mother the entire night. I had to help my friends out because they got in a silly argument. Then I had to help someone else out because not only was he in an argument with his girlfriend but he was throwing up. I went back to the house so many times to get water that I eventually started bringing back two full cups of water at a time. He threw up so much. Three rounds. Then, while doing that, I had to deal with someone else was in a terrible mood and crying. Finally, we had to walk all the way back to Jester while I had to hold him up the entire time. It was just an exhausting night.
During the day, though, I went to Lake Travis with my brother and his friends. It was a lot of fun. I stayed on the boat the entire time attempting to tan, (which failed). I love the area there though. Everything is so pretty and nice. It makes me want to live in Austin myself. The day itself was exhausting though.
(Parts of this is from a xanga post I wrote a lot time ago, so if I sound like a bitch, then it’s most likely because I was in a bad mood at the time I wrote that)
People are surprised by that. Some don’t even believe me. But I don’t. I never have. I had a sip of red wine that my mother gave me, but that was it. Nothing else.
People expect either some crazy story of how someone close either died from a drunk driving accident, died from being an alcoholic, or simply because of religion. But none of those are reasons for me. People can’t seem to grasp that I simply don’t want to drink. I think it’s stupid, I think it’s pointless, and I think it’s unhealthy. I get weird looks, “cmon, seriously”, and a sense of rejection, and I honestly don’t see why. It’s as if my coolness points or something automatically drops. I’m sorry I don’t want to be your drinking partner and I’m sorry I don’t want to get fucked up.
Why drink when there are many other things to do? Fine, I get it, getting drunk is fun. Seeing other people drunk is funny. But damn, is it really that much fun? How much enjoyment are you getting knowing that you’re fucking up your body? How much enjoyment are you getting knowing you’re making some really poor decisions that may just end up affecting someone else’s life?
Another reason why I don’t drink: because I refuse to be another statistic. Drinking isn’t even legal at my age, and I see people younger than me drinking. Really, you think you’re that cool that you’re 16 and you can party hard? No, reality check, you’re not any cooler, at least in my eyes.
And to everyone that says you’re not going to drink in college, good luck. I know so many people that have said that and with no surprise, they went against their own words and get addicted to the party scene very quickly. But you know what, I’m better than that.
So I promised originally promised myself no drinking in college. Then I changed it to no drinking until I get into pharm school. Then now, the promise is I have to drink my first drink with him or if not, sometime next year, preferably my birthday? I know once I start, I’m going to be seen as a hypocrite of all the things I said above. I don’t want it to be like that though.
I’m not going to lie. It’s really really really hard not to drink. Every party I go to, I am so tempted to take some of that punch and drink it up myself. It smells good. It looks good. And I’m fucking dying of thirst half the time. It’s a battle I’ve been trying to fight for a long time now. Honestly, I feel like people look down at me for it, like I’m doing the wrong thing. Where’s the respect? This past weekend, after a party, I saw one of my friends, and he asked me if I drank. I told him I don’t drink. He paused and said he had no comment about it. I asked him if it was a bad thing. He said he was just disappointed in me.
Seriously? What the fuck did I do wrong. And this isn’t the first time this has happened to me.
Thanks to those who support me. It really really helps to see people respect me in my decision and even support me.
(You have to start somewhere around like 1 minute 10 seconds into the song. The intro part is weird.)
So not gonna lie, love bumping and grinding. Er, well, I love crazy dancing. Basically, I love dancing how people dance nowadays. I can dance to a million songs that way. But how did people dance back in the day before grinding came around? (Sorry, another story about him). It was Valentine’s day weekend, and I was home from TAMS to celebrate it with him. We decided to split it up so he prepared me something and I did the same for him. His thing for me was a homecooked steak dinner (DELICIOUS) and I guess a stroll around UTD? haha. Anyways, after we ate dinner, during which he played jazz music in the background (yah, cheesy, I know), he blasted this song and we danced. No grinding. We were freaking just jumping around like little kids, spinning around, pumping out hands in the air, doing every possible dance step possible from decades before. It was the most fun I’ve ever had dancing. So much better than grinding.
The first time I actually heard this song was on a Laguna Beach episode (yah, I know, lame), but I loved it so much! And then the next time I heard this song, I was at a Mavs game and during one of the breaks, they had someone from the audience sing this song. I was with all my TAMS buddies, and apparently, I was the only person out of everyone around me that knew that song. They all gave me weird looks. I thought that was funny. But oh my gosh, LOVE THIS SONG!
I STILL don’t know what I want to do with my life, so therefore I STILL don’t know what classes to take. All the electives I wanted to take are full, and even some of the science courses too. WHY ARE THEY FUCKING FULL ALREADY? I hate my advisor because she doesn’t give a shit about me. “Do you recommend any classes I should take next semester?” “You can look at the course descriptions on the website.” Well FUCK YOU. I KNOW I CAN LOOK AT THE DAMN COURSE DESCRIPTIONS ON THE WEBSITE. YOU’RE AN ADVISOR, NOT THE SECRETARY, SO DO YOUR JOB AND GIVE ME SOME GODDAMN ADVICE.
I’m doing a BA in biology. Fuck BS. I’ll just be wasting my time and GPA on worthless science classes. Electives FTW.
I’m actually supposed to be registering right now. It started at 10:30 this morning. I woke up at exactly 10:30 haha. I’m still not done registering and I’m about to just give up, so here I am on tumblr trying to let it all out.
Day 07 - A song that reminds me of a certain event
Elton John - Tiny Dancer
This is more of a certain memory, and early apologizes that half my entries will be about him. It’s just that, like I said before, he really influenced a lot of what I listen to nowadays.
He really liked this song at one point. He showed it to me. I loved it. We loved it together. I can’t really remember the details of this, but one day, we were in the car listening to the radio and he wanted one of the stations to play this song for me. He would have the station’s number saved on his phone haha. So he called them up and requested it. We were close to my house, so we both ran out of the car, into the house, into my room, got the old school boombox out out of the closet, and waited for the song to play. It actually did. We sang and danced together. It was just a really fun night. I wish I remembered more details of this day though.
And now, I can play this song on the piano. Not very well, but it’s super exciting! I can’t wait til I get really good at it.
Picture this: At the Texas Academy of Mathematics and Science, a bunch of nerds and Kiss FM lovers suddenly hear this at a school dance. A black person goes to the center of the dance floor and starts doing the stanky leg. They all surround him, cheering for him. The next school dance, everyone is attempting to do the same dance except majorly failing. This is why I love TAMS.
Actually though, I totally got blackified (probably not a word and not meant to be racist) cause the only people I hung out with senior year were black people. They’re my favorite and I miss them so much. Thanks for teaching me all of these different dances haha.
(This is gonna be really similar to your first post, Cathy.)
Back before I met him, all I listened to was basically mainstream, Kiss FM kind of music. Occasionally, I would listen to a little bit of alternative music, but ultimately, pop music was my favorite. His music was completely opposite. I have never met someone who has as much passion for music as he does. When he says music is his life, he means it completely. He loves listening to music, playing music, composing music, absolutely everything that has to do with music. So, when I started dating him, he introduced me to so much music that I never would’ve thought I would listen to. His favorite band at the time was Red Hot Chili Peppers and favorite song was probably Snow (Hey Oh). Little did I know that I would love this band just as much as he did. From this band on, another world of music has completely opened up to me. The music I listen to and love nowadays is because of him. I am who I am because of him. Thank you for sharing your love of music with me.
The first time I heard this song was at CYC (Chinese Youth Camp). They played it during reflections, which is a time where we’re able to reflect on our week. Everyone’s eyes are closed, the coordinator picks a couple of people and announces a topic (ex: touch someone that has made you smile this week). You go around in the circle touching or hugging someone that fits that category. First time I did this, it wasn’t that big of a deal. I sort of thought of it as a joke, as I secretly watched people cry as they played this game. Who knew that years later, I would end up being that sobbing girl. CYC has been the highlight of my summer for the past four years. Preparing for camp, meeting new people…everyone there was like a family. Summer ‘09 was especially memorable. I was a counselor, and I bonded so much with my other fellow counselors and assistant counselors. Even though I was one of the oldest, these people mean so much to me. I know every time I go back to break, I can count on all of them to help relive that summer. This summer, I won’t be going back to CYC, but I know that despite that, I’ll be seeing each and every one of them soon. Love to my CYC family. I miss you all so much.
The first time I heard this song, I didn’t really think much of it. I thought the music video was cute, tune was catchy, but nothing all that exciting. Eventually, it really caught on to me, the lyrics and the melody. I’ve had a bad semester, but this song made me feel like everything was alright. It made me happy. It gave me a reason to update my Zune and actually use my Zune to go to class. It gave me a reason to actually try to learn the guitar. This is the first song I could play on the guitar completely through. This song makes me feel like I’m on top of the world. This song makes me happy. This song gives me hope.
I’ve been at the library for 3 hours now. I’ve spent about half an hour doing work. The rest of the time was devoted to listening to music. Oh my gosh, I need to pull off my headphones but at the same time, I don’t want to! I wish I could torrent here. I have lots of downloading to do when I get home!
So not really my LEAST favorite song (because I have a lot), but this was the only one that popped into my head. I hate this song so much that I had to download it just to put it on Tumblr. Ugh I would shoot this song if I could.
One day years ago, when Simran and I were having dinner, we were talking about jazz music since he was in the Plano West Jazz Band. He was trying to explain to me the different genres of jazz music, but I couldn’t really understand without actually hearing examples, so after dinner, we sat in front of the computer on last.fm and tried to search different jazz music. Somehow, in one of the playlists, Sondre Lerche came up, and it definitely was not jazz, but we fell in love with him. For the rest of the night, we just listened to all of his songs and even found out he did every single song for the movie “Dan in Real Life”. We watched that movie later on, which became one of my favorite movies. This is one of my favorite songs of all time, one of our favorite songs. Through this song, I felt like Simran and I got to connect in a different way…in a musical way. It was one of my favorite “dates” with him.
BUT despite the history behind this song, I love this song so much. I went to his concert 2 months ago and I was so upset he didn’t play it!
Day 01 - Your favorite song Day 02 - Your least favorite song Day 03 - A song that makes you happy Day 04 - A song that makes you sad Day 05 - A song that reminds you of someone Day 06 - A song that reminds of you of somewhere Day 07 - A song that reminds you of a certain event Day 08 - A song that you know all the words to Day 09 - A song that you can dance to Day 10 - A song that makes you fall asleep Day 11 - A song from your favorite band Day 12 - A song from a band you hate Day 13 - A song that is a guilty pleasure Day 14 - A song that no one would expect you to love Day 15 - A song that describes you Day 16 - A song that you used to love but now hate Day 17 - A song that you hear often on the radio Day 18 - A song that you wish you heard on the radio Day 19 - A song from your favorite album Day 20 - A song that you listen to when you’re angry Day 21 - A song that you listen to when you’re happy Day 22 - A song that you listen to when you’re sad Day 23 - A song that you want to play at your wedding Day 24 - A song that you want to play at your funeral Day 25 - A song that makes you laugh Day 26 - A song that you can play on an instrument Day 27 - A song that you wish you could play Day 28 - A song that makes you feel guilty Day 29 - A song from your childhood Day 30 - Your favorite song at this time last year
make me happy and sad. Happy to know people are in the same or similar situation as I am. Sad to know that I’m many steps behind them.
I passed my pharm tech exam! I spent 1 hr 40 minutes out of the 1 hr 50 minutes they had. I thought I failed, so when I saw “result: pass”, I had to ask the lady to make sure I really did pass. I was so incredibly happy!
It’s moments like these that make me wish he was still here because he would celebrate with me. It then makes me go back to Halloween when he wanted to celebrate him getting a job by drinking his first drink with me. I told him I wasn’t ready yet. I didn’t know it would disappoint him so much. I wish I did. It was the perfect opportunity and I ruined it.
It was extremely hard getting up this morning (like always), but my roomie left some Einstein’s bagels for me with my favorite smear too. It was an amazing way to start my day.
Even though I was on the “wait list” to go see THE GUYS OF MYTHBUSTERS, I got in anyways. It was really exciting to see them! I kept staring at a gay couple in front of me though. I know one of them. It was so cute! So I decided to be a creeper and facebook stalk their wall-to-wall. SO cute. I can’t stop smiling at how adorable it is.
I bought new nail polish too. It’s called dark denim or something like that. It’s really dark, but it has a slight hint of blue when light hits it the right way.
I WANT ROYAL BLUE NAIL POLISH THOUGH REALLY BADLY.
I am going to tell you about my current grade situation so you can feel better about yourself because I’m in absolutely the worst position possible.
My GPA from the fall: 2.65 or something like that. Yup, it’s horrendous. Need a 3.5 to get into pharm school. I luckily have a 3.7ish from TAMS that gets averaged in, but still.
I’m taking 5 classes this semester, 2 of which are labs.
Organic chemistry - I’m taking a really good professor, the best professor actually. I did not know how hard his tests were going to be though. For the first test, it was on the same day as another test, so I didn’t prepare for it as much. Failed with like a 67. Okay, next test won’t be on the same day as another test. Study harder. No reason to fail. Second test came. 69. Failing the class.
Microbiology - The tests are multiple choice, but that doesn’t help when all the questions are “all the above”, “none of the above”, and “all the above except one”. First test, 50 something. Median was 60 something. Okay, you had another test that day. You can do better next time. Second test, 49. Failing the class.
Sociology - Not 301, but 308. Class is based on discussions and essay tests. Very interesting stuff to learn. Thought the first test wasn’t that bad. 67. How is it even possible to fail sociology? Haven’t gotten the second test back yet, but at the moment, failing the class.
Microbiology lab - One hour class. Not that hard. Sorta fun class. Easy TA. Everything going fairly well for the most part. Midterms come. First test I actually walked out of feeling confident. Test back. 156/200 points. Average, 164. The one test I thought I did well on, guess not. Can still get an A in the class if I perfect everything. Not likely.
Organic chemistry lab - Two hour class. Most time consuming class on my list. I spend literally hours working on pre-labs, lab reports, and actually lab. There are rankings in the class. As of last week, my ranking was 11/13. Not failing, but doing extremely poor in the class.
So basically, I’m failing all my classes except 2, one of which is just as bad as failing.
You can do it Cathy! You’re a smart girl, I know you are! Let’s rape the last round of tests together.
My tip of the day: Even though grades mean everything right now, they mean absolutely nothing. They measure your ability to work hard but not necessarily your ability to succeed in life. People who graduate with a 4.0 end up doing poorly in their careers because they don’t have anything in their life other than studying. You have a life, and because of that, you’re gonna be some kickass businesswoman one day.
On a brighter note, I dressed in something other than t-shirt and sweats/shorts today. My hair looks not as frizzy. I bought new eyeliner and condensed milk. I feel good today (other than finding out my grades).
If only HEB didn’t have molded strawberries, this would’ve been in my mouth by now.
Third round of tests, watch out cause you’re not going to bring me down no more.
Last night was a lot of fun for me. Genuine fun. It makes me thankful to have people like them in my life. They probably don’t realize it, especially since they don’t even really know what’s going on with me. But thanks…a lot. <3
I feel like I should write one of these to you because you do it for me. I feel just like you. I isolate myself from people too even though at the same time, I feel so lonely. I guess I seek comfort from that one person, and if it’s not with him, I don’t want it. I really hope the elections turn out okay for you. I’m rooting for you! If you ever need anyone, I’m here.
On another note, he’s here this weekend in Austin. He promised he would spend some time with me. I’m pretty sure that was a lie. I wonder if I’ll see him today. I feel so depressed that I keep waking up at random hours during the night, and then it takes me so long to fall back asleep. I guess after we broke up, I tried to suppress my feelings about it so much that I only cried for one day when that happened. This week, I’ve cried almost every day, multiple times. It’s not even that I’m pmsing. I feel so depressed, and I don’t know what to do. I hate the fact that all my posts are so emo because that’s not how I want it to be. I just want to be happy again, genuinely happy, to where I don’t have to fake a smile to pretend I’m having a good time. I don’t know what to do.