I always have a nightmare when go back to sleep in the morning for the first time. I sort of enjoy having super unrealistic nightmares (such as being chased by walking sharks..).. and the feeling of accomplishment when I wake up from these nightmares.
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I’m pretty competitive. I blame it on my early exposure to japanese chess. It’s a cool game but when you lose, you feel like killing youself.
Anyways, I just played an online shogi game and I won! I feel SO good. I’m invincible!
I really wonder my lungs are like a pea size. If I were a sea urchin hunter girl, I’d not even reach the bottom of the ocean without dying. I admire people with huge lung capacity..
I chopped the heads of hundreds of C. elegans today. As I cut them with needles under a microscope, I could see guts and gonards splashing out of the bodies.. and it made me feel really guilty. It reminded me of the time when I disected a live fish, without anesthesia, in an elementary school. I still remember the beating heart that was left alone inside of the fish body.. The science teacher then was a strict catholic and that’s one of the reasons I don’t trust catholics.
Applying to grad schools is like changing toilet papers. I wait and wait until there is only a tiny bit of the papers left and then, I make up my mind and get up, go get new rolls of toilet papers, AND change the old one with a new roll. There are SO many steps for such a simple thing and it takes SO much effort, concentration, and determination.
My bio teacher told us that we’ll be using some sea urchin and squid in our lab..I’m thinking about stealing them to make some sushi. I can’t wait.
When this japanese peasant met the first foreigners (I think they were Dutch) during the national isolation period, he thought they were Tengu, which are these weird creatures that live in forests and confuse people who walk through their territoties. (http://www.gihyo.co.jp/magazine/SD/cover/1996/96feb.html).
I think this peasant was really impressed by the foreign noses..
The hero in Metropolis (1926) looks like Leonardo DiCaprio with too much make-ups on. It just made me dislike DiCaprio more..
If I were in an adventure story, I’d include a dolphin and hedgehog in my group for sure. I don’t think they’d be too useful in battles but I need them as my mental support.
I hate sneezing in winter. I mean MN winter. It was -12 degrees today. When I sneeze outside, all the moist in that sneeze freezes at once in my nose and it hurts!
I used to grow mushrooms. Not the kinds that seem to be very popular among college students but a more boring kind. I think growing mushrooms is like growing hairs..
I fear clams because I really don’t know what they are thinking. I think I would have a richer conversation with sea cucumbers than clams.
I spilled soy sauce on my carpet. I was stupid enough to try to bleach it and of course, not only the color of the carpet changed but also the stained spots got 10 times bigger than the original ones. Sooo, I’ve been trying to dye them back to their original color, which is a grayish greenish bluish color. I tried green tea first. They looked a bit darker and better but still pretty light. I thought for a second, “should I spill soy sauce again?” but I decided that that was a bad idea. I tried green tea powder too and that worked better than the tea. Then, I took a break and found those listerine strips. I like putting them on my lips first and watching them dissolve. I was thinking about the time when I (or I think Yumcax’s evil brothers actually made me do it) put about 10 of those on my lips and my lips looked blue like a raver kid. THEN. I realized that the dissolved blue color of listerine resembles A LOT like my carpet. So, I dissolved them in water and poured them onto the stain. After they dried, I thought: “you know.. the original stain looked the best.”
Right now, the stained spots look like a piece of art. If any of you have ideas of what I should pour on them next, let me know, and yep. I never learn a lesson.
Giardia is nasty business. The most notable symptom is what is clinically referred to as, “explosive diarrhea.” It’s not pretty.
It’s one of the major reasons that government and health officials urge you to not drink the water while traveling in places like, oh lets say, Ethiopia.
In the entire time I spent Ethiopia, eating on the street, drinking non-bottled water regularly, I didn’t get it once.
I’ve gotten twice in the United States from Ethiopian food.
Time goes by fast when we are having fun. We all know that. When we feel time is flying by fast when we are bored or suffering, we know that our spring time is over. I think that’s part of the aging process just like wrinkling.
I went running today. I haven’t gotten muscle ache but my ribs hurt…why?
I like dentists. I’ve never had a bad time at dentists in my life. I like the feeling of my breath moving through between my teeth after the treatment.
It always irritates me when I see wizards not using their magic when they really should in movies. I mean, Gandalf seems to like fighting with his stick as a sword but I feel it’d be more effective if he uses some big magic to burn the enemy all at once or even just create some fireworks to distract them, if that’s all he could do.. I like Gandalf very much but sometimes, he becomes unwilling to show his great magic at disastrous moments.. it’s like using Edo era express messengers when holding a cell phone in his hands.
One of the things that I don’t like about going back and forth between Japan and the states is that the computer keyboards are slightly different and really confusing. On a Japanese keyboard, ‘ is shift 7. @ is on the key next to P. Also, there are 4 keys that have – mark. Every key has 4 letters or marks on it. The space key is much smaller and if I hit a key next to a space key, it changes the language from English to Japanese. Typing in Japanese is really annoying too. After typing a couple sentences, I have to go back and check if the computer chose the right kanji (Chinese Characters) for every single word and usually, it doesn&t. There, I just did shift 7 for ‘. Grrrr.
All my digital clocks and watches are set to 24 hour time. However, most of the people I interact with (Americans) are only fluent in the 12 hour dialect.
As a result, if someone asks me the time, I will look a clock at clock that says15:30 and without thinking I say “three thirty.”
In Italy, people will say “fifteen thirty” and I just get confused. I do the translation naturally but it only works one way.
Spicy onion slices make me unhappy more than any other raw vegetables.