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Name: Alyssa Country: United States State: Georgia Birthday: 3/26/1985 Gender: Female
Interests: horseback riding, figure skating, painting, traveling, gardening, and making people happy.
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7/22/2004
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Today was crappy. I think it's been the crappiest day since I got to SF. It's one of those nothing-goes-your-way-to-the-point-of-amazing-you. Let see, when I arrived for work, I found out there was contamination in the experiment I ran yesterday. That was not what I needed in the morning. It's like falling off a horse, you don't know if you can get back on again. Then the aspirator broke down. As if that's not bad enough, my computer won't connect to the printer and the comp tech is gone for the holidays so I can't print any data until after the holidays. To amend for this crappiest of crappy day, I went to the salon. Then on the way back, the metro's door broke down.
I got a feeling that grown-up life is filled with these crappy days. Guess I just need to get use to them. I guess it's not the contamination that made me upset, but rather the fact that I'm human. humans have bad days. humans make mistakes- but since I need a rec letter from him, this human can't afford to make mistakes.
On a happier note, I discovered Japantown and all that implies- sushi, big headed creatures with even bigger eyes... and I bought a stack of origami paper. Having no skill in origami, they are more useful as notepads. This is where google came in... I spent precious time after work figuring out how to fold flowers... though I have no one to fold the flowers for...The many flowers I've made are now nudged together in a ball. I think it's rather pretty.
I'm really beginning to like this cat. He's curled in my lap (he never does this) as though he knows I had a bad day. I should feed him some more, he's been so good to me. I can almost forgive the fact that he's shedding- almost.
At least the holidays are coming up. Food! glorious food! I've already set my radio alarm to the channel that plays christmas music. I am so ready for a break. adult life is so overrated. I miss my roommates so much. I so need a bedroom session. I so need a morale boost. Hmm... this paragraph is so short, yet it contains so many "so's". Seriously, I so need my atlanta people.
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| A dear friend of mine just got engaged. CONGRATS for her. She had a really sweet proposal. I feel like so many people are getting married, engaged, or talking about it already. Am I at that age already? will potty training be the new conversation topic for future girls-night-out parties? So far, I've gathered that you can meet potential husbands either from church or from bars. So where does that lead the atheists and alcohol intolerant people? I'm so happy for the couples getting married, but at the same time I feel like I'm losing a friend. They'll never be the same. Why is that? Once again, the equilibrium of Alyssa's social circle has been disturbed, and will continue to be disturbed as more and more people get married. I don't think I shall ever get married- too stressful. Alyssa should just stick to dogs and horses. | | |
| A dear friend of mine came to visit yesterday- all the way from Atlanta. Well, she came to see her bf, but I'd like to think that she came to see me. I finally met her boyfriend- charming young man, reminded me of a man tou... in all the best sense. I finally became an official tour guide of SF. I took them to fun spots around town (mainly just down one road... the only "fun" road I know leading from Ghieradeli Square to Pier 39). We went for clam chowder/ lobster bisque and pasta for dinner, then for Irish coffee (I was surprised that they didn't know what it was, but seemed to have enjoyed it ^_^), finally ended the night with sundaes and hot chocolate at the Ghieradeli Cafe. I felt like I was in a chick flick but glowed like a huge light bulb with t he radiance of the sun. I shined. But I must say, this route does make a wonderful date route, wouldn't you agree? I think there is hope for me as a matchmaker ^_~ It is customary, when good friends get together, to gossip. I've gathered, over dinner conversations, that two of our mutual dear friends have "sweethearts". These two couples have one thing in common, in that the guy and girl are all extremely similar to each other. Girl A is like an anime character and so is Boy A. Girl B is clueless and so is boy B. That leads me to wonder whether the old saying of "opposites attract" really applies to humans, or is it limited to atoms. If protons and electrons attract for a normal relationship, then what do you get when two protons fuse? I guess I'll just have to wait and see the result of these dear friends of mine. | | |
| I was deleting some old text messages from my phone and had a sudden bout of nostalgia. I saw the text when my roommates wrote "Good Luck" before my MCATs, when Kat wrote "Accepted" right after her dental interview. I didn't know then that one word could mean we will be separated by thousands of miles. Then there were messages of "when are you going back to the dorm"... I can't even remember whether one of my roomies were locked out or whether they just wanted someone to cook for them. Knowing my cooking level, it's probably the former. Then there's the comment of "I think this might be the worst trip ever", and Passie's " I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again". Who would've guessed that a simple "I"m in starbucks" could incite such strong memories of time passed. Then there are the messages we sent during graduation- as we sat baking under the hot Georgia sun. Then came the lazy post graduation pre Kat departure days... with "They messed up my appointment, I'll meet you guys later". Now that we've all gone our separate ways, I wonder when the next "I'll meet you guys later" will be. It's fun in a very mellow kind of way to look back upon these words. I seems like we knew we were going to be separated, but we just didn't want to believe it- at least I didn't want to believe it. At least we have memories- that's why God gave us such big brains. | | |
| Ok, so many of my friends are talking about engagements and marriages. It's stressing me out. I'm so happy for them... but a part of me feels like I'm losing them too. They're going to be MARRIED! like crossing the line into the category of mothers and grandmothers... like the wise people we go to for advice... like knitting type of people. All these announcements make me feel so old. Up till college, we've always done everything together... had similar lives more or less. But now, She's going to get married... I mean, am I behind on this timeline of life or something? It's natural to compare ourselves with our peers (like what did she get on her exam... or what is she wearing to the party... ). We were in the same graduating class, should I be getting married too? am I at that stage now? ever since I was little I've wanted a martha stewart type wedding... later. Is that "later" now? How can they be getting married when I don't' even know how to cook! We are way to young aren't we? I feel like it's going to be so different after the engagement and marriage. Why can't we just stay the same? Same bedroom sessions... same shopping sprees... I think I'm having a "my best friend's wedding moment". I really am happy for them. Few of us ever find that special someone... they've found them so soon. We are all fools in love... I guess I love them so much that i'm being a fool and stressing myself out. I shouldn't get married. Too much stress. | | |
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