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| I have eaten very large amounts of chocolate.
Today I went rock climbing again!
And I have so many study buddies, it's great...study parties are the best kind of parties, after all.
Yep. Life is pretty normal.
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| After visiting Zhongdian (renamed Shangri-La) on my Yunnan trip, I was inspired to read James Hilton's Lost Horizon again. Which I did yesterday (a particularly good reading day; I read Kundera's Slowness too :)). And I have to say, the city the Yunnan government so cleverly bestowed the name of "Shangri-La" on is nothing like the Shangri-La of the book. For one, there's no single tall mountain visible. For another, there's no green valley visible. So...nothing similar except that both are in the general area of the Tibetan plateau. Well, great. Still an interesting book and a beautiful locale for a city, even if the descriptions of one bear no resemblance to the other.
I also found that after being in China for ten weeks, my dressing style has changed quite noticeably. Whenever I wore t-shirts and jeans in China I was completely out of place amidst the blouses and skirts and dresses that every other female in the city was wearing. So I bought more dresses and skirts and stopped wearing jeans as much, and even after being back in the U.S. for two weeks, I'm still a little reluctant to go back to t-shirts and jeans every day. Hmm. That'll probably change once I'm back at Stanford and am rolling out of bed at 8:30 am for classes....
I got three shots yesterday (Hepatitis A, Meningitis, Tetanus, and Diptheria are nothing to me now) and supposedly my arms should be sore for two days, but I can hardly feel where the shots were now. I kind of like getting shots. They don't hurt, the soreness is a pleasant kind of soreness, and afterwards I feel invincible and very immune to diseases! Does this make me strange? yes, yes, of course it does.
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| A fearsome prospect
3:18:55 PM Helen i'll be in charge of the kids
3:19:00 PM Daniel Hell no!
3:19:31 PM Helen i don't know if they can survive a childhood
of watching shakespeare while doing martial arts and reading henry
james
3:19:41 PM Helen not sure if their eyes or legs or brains would fail first
3:20:31 PM Daniel Psh
3:20:39 PM Daniel They could take it
3:20:41 PM Helen hehe
3:20:48 PM Helen after all, they would be superkids
3:20:55 PM Daniel Damn straight
3:21:51 PM Daniel They'd be really cute
3:22:01 PM Helen why would they be really cute?
3:22:10 PM Daniel Just look at us, man! | | |
| I look like a chipmunk :( I would put up a picture but you guys would laugh hysterically (as everyone who sees me here does). Also, Vicodin makes me sleepy. Yesterday I tried to read 130 pages of Doctor Zhivago between 11 am and 11 pm, and failed miserably. I kept falling asleep/spacing out. I think I still have 40 pages left. Oh man. No more painkillers for me. | | |
| I'm happy happy that my chemistry midterm is over...and that it's March  I can leave my room and go socialize with people in some form other than making bad orgo jokes and building molecule models now. "You know you've been studying too much organic chemistry when you seriously consider moving to Ecuador because you think the equatorial position will reduce strain."
"I forgot my calculator!"
"That's ok...we have two calculators between three of us, so as long as they have resonance then they can be equally spread among all of us."
On weekend activities: "Let's do something super-estrogenated [a fake word strangely reminiscent of hydrogenated] Then everyone can meet up and group-bond!"
The truly scary part is that as unfunny as these jokes are....we find them funny.
It appears that I've lost the ability to write in paragraphs (or maybe it's that I've lost the ability to think about one subject for more than a few lines). | | |
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