soundtrack: zero 7: spinning
today was a good beginning to the work week; everybody left before 4pm. actually, i was the only one left in the lab, reading papers (cos i can't study when i'm at home). it felt like friday, which is better than feeling like monday, right? i ran my experiment for the third time today and it actually worked. have alot of appointments and classes this week, so i won't be so bored this week. and then labor day; i have never been so excited to get government days off. guess when i get paid? after labor day! after the sales! gah!
today, i spent time looking at graduate programs i would be interested in. looking at the requirements, i just started to get depressed and whatnot. what if i don't get in to any? col.umbia, co.rnell, gw, geor.getown... what if i'm too stupid? what if i'm not good enough? it's very disheartening, but i'm trying to keep the faith. nobody ever said it would be easy. *sigh*
yesterday, PH, an old friend of al and i whom we used to live next to, dropped by. mom went to a shower last minute and told me (she didn't ask) to cook dinner. i wasn't trying to touch the fish that she was planning on cooking, so i just cooked couscous and pseudo steaks for the vegetarians. PH just happens to be vegetarian too. so much to my suprise and delight, he gushed over the fact that the meal was so good. i never get compliments for my cooking, usually complaints of 'too salty' or 'not salty enough' from the brothers. i tell you, PH did not stop; he even told dad and mom that i was a wonderful chef. after PH left, mom commented on the fact that i didn't cook the fish (but i don't think she really minded cos i didn't know how she wanted to cook it) and asked what if my husband was a meat eater. i told her that my man better cook and if wants his meat that bad, he'll know how to cook it himself. to which, dad, overhearing our conversation commented that i would have to look 'really hard for a guy like that'. oh please! what's that supposed to mean? there are alot of guys that i know that can cook and can cook well. just because he can't... ugh! anyways... sometimes dad says things that just don't make any sense... i just don't understand. today, i came back from the gym around 7.30 and al's old roommate (who happens to live in our neighborhood and also enjoys my cooking, if i may add..) was visiting. so i'm chillin' and talking with the two in the kitchen. leftovers, taken out by al, were out for dinner's consumption but somehow the guys hadn't eaten yet. mom came down, drowsy because she's sick, and starts warming the food and whatnot. and then dad says to me, "are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna help her?" excuse me?! first of all, al, timon and dad have been home all day while mom, who's sick, and i, went to work. i just come back from the gym and you want me to cook?! what about your sons?! please! oh please! he's lucky i didn't blow... i love dad, i really do, but it's the 21st century and he needs to come out of his hole and look around. double gah!
anyway. naj came to md this weekend, but she forgot to call me again. that girl needs a planner or something... but there is no bitterness here. i wish i could of done something this weekend (even the brothers went out without me), but i guess it's better that i didn't (no $$). i slept for several hours instead.
in other news, everybody moved back in to umbc today. i might go up monday and visit people or just hang out with nic, if she doesn't drive down here.
ok. that's it. show's over. goodnight. peace.
today was a good beginning to the work week; everybody left before 4pm. actually, i was the only one left in the lab, reading papers (cos i can't study when i'm at home). it felt like friday, which is better than feeling like monday, right? i ran my experiment for the third time today and it actually worked. have alot of appointments and classes this week, so i won't be so bored this week. and then labor day; i have never been so excited to get government days off. guess when i get paid? after labor day! after the sales! gah!
today, i spent time looking at graduate programs i would be interested in. looking at the requirements, i just started to get depressed and whatnot. what if i don't get in to any? col.umbia, co.rnell, gw, geor.getown... what if i'm too stupid? what if i'm not good enough? it's very disheartening, but i'm trying to keep the faith. nobody ever said it would be easy. *sigh*
yesterday, PH, an old friend of al and i whom we used to live next to, dropped by. mom went to a shower last minute and told me (she didn't ask) to cook dinner. i wasn't trying to touch the fish that she was planning on cooking, so i just cooked couscous and pseudo steaks for the vegetarians. PH just happens to be vegetarian too. so much to my suprise and delight, he gushed over the fact that the meal was so good. i never get compliments for my cooking, usually complaints of 'too salty' or 'not salty enough' from the brothers. i tell you, PH did not stop; he even told dad and mom that i was a wonderful chef. after PH left, mom commented on the fact that i didn't cook the fish (but i don't think she really minded cos i didn't know how she wanted to cook it) and asked what if my husband was a meat eater. i told her that my man better cook and if wants his meat that bad, he'll know how to cook it himself. to which, dad, overhearing our conversation commented that i would have to look 'really hard for a guy like that'. oh please! what's that supposed to mean? there are alot of guys that i know that can cook and can cook well. just because he can't... ugh! anyways... sometimes dad says things that just don't make any sense... i just don't understand. today, i came back from the gym around 7.30 and al's old roommate (who happens to live in our neighborhood and also enjoys my cooking, if i may add..) was visiting. so i'm chillin' and talking with the two in the kitchen. leftovers, taken out by al, were out for dinner's consumption but somehow the guys hadn't eaten yet. mom came down, drowsy because she's sick, and starts warming the food and whatnot. and then dad says to me, "are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna help her?" excuse me?! first of all, al, timon and dad have been home all day while mom, who's sick, and i, went to work. i just come back from the gym and you want me to cook?! what about your sons?! please! oh please! he's lucky i didn't blow... i love dad, i really do, but it's the 21st century and he needs to come out of his hole and look around. double gah!
anyway. naj came to md this weekend, but she forgot to call me again. that girl needs a planner or something... but there is no bitterness here. i wish i could of done something this weekend (even the brothers went out without me), but i guess it's better that i didn't (no $$). i slept for several hours instead.
in other news, everybody moved back in to umbc today. i might go up monday and visit people or just hang out with nic, if she doesn't drive down here.
ok. that's it. show's over. goodnight. peace.
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