Ok. Are you ready for this? I've been meaning to post the following random thoughts for a couple days, and now that I have a little free time, I'm going to. Be warned, these things have nothing to do with each other. Absolutely nothing.

1. I AM DONE WITH ORGO FOREVER. NOT JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE, FOREVER. I was the first one done with the test, mainly because round about question 45 (there were 70 total) I stopped even trying and just started guessing. For the very last question I had so little clue what the answer was that I read it, closed my eyes, pointed at an answer, and put that one down. 

Seriously, I did not care about that test. It was on the entire year, it was a standardized test, there was no real way to study for it, it's going to be scaled, and my grade is so good that it really doesn't matter. He asked me as I handed it in if it was too easy. I said no, but I left out the part where I was done so early because I just didn't care.



5.
Last, but not least, an Abby quote from last night.

Me: I want to be famous. But I don't want to be famous for being pretty, or stupid. I want to be famous for being really smart.
Abby: I want to be famous for being smart AND pretty.
Me: Well, I mean, I don't want to be famous for being ugly. And there are people who are.
Abby: *looks dubious*
Me: Like the Hunchback of Notre Dame! And the Elephant Man!
Abby: Mmm. And Rachel Dratch.

As of this moment in time, I can name and draw you the structures of all 20 amino acids. I probably won't be able to after Tuesday, but I can right now. 

We had to learn them for Orgo, and so our extra credit quiz today was to identify ten of them. And I aced it. Because I know them ALL.

Of course, the real question is when will I need this information later on in life? I'll have to be in a situation where:
1. I need to know the name for a structure or the structure for a name of a mystery amino acid, and
2. Be unable to look it up somewhere.

When is that ever going to happen? I mean, it's not inconceivable, but it seems unlikely.

Although, now that I know them, I'm tempted to make sure I always remember them. Just so I can show off. We'll see how that goes.



P.S. It was snowing when I came out of class this morning. On April 30th.
You know what really fucks with your head? Seagulls in the snow.

It's snowing right now, and there were about 20 seagulls cawing and fighting on the quad. It was so bizarre.

Then three guys walked by going, "Mine?" intermittently and it was kind of hilarious.


Anyways, now that I'm done with my Orgo test I can post all the random bits I've been meaning to.

First off: I'm on spring break starting Friday. I'm planning to go see Once on This Island Friday night, and possibly again on Saturday. And I'd rather not go alone...


Quotes from Peter Pan rehearsal last night:

Craig: *standing behind Phillip Noonan*  Now, Phillip is going to bend over and I'm going to pummel him...

Victoria: Ok. I'll just pummel Jon in the middle, and you can all pummel each other in a circle around us.

(We do this relaxation thing called "pummel and hum" and it's really very nice and relaxing, but also hilarious. And we all know it.)

Zach Pratt: *Leaps on Craig's back*
Someone: Zach, get off Craig. (It just sounded so bad.)


More Abby Quotes:

Abby: This movie was like golf golf, times golf.
Me: That's golf cubed!

Abby: Trust me, I know these things, I'm an English major.


Quotes from Philosophy of Religion:

Class: *discusses how Augustine slept with a lot of differet women*
Professor: So, why do men need to sleep with a lot of different women?
Zach: I don't know, I'm not good looking enough to sleep around.
Guy 1: There's more to us that just sex! I have a personality!
Professor: But why do men sleep with many different women?
Guy 2: Variety is the spice of life.
Zach: Hey! Women do it too!

And so on. It was the most interesting ten minutes of class yet, and that's including the digression about Star Wars that we had one day.


Finally, in genetics we keep talking about how Francis Crick solved almost every single genetic question that was raised, and he never did any experiments and he was almost always right. And apparantly that was greatly annoying to his contemporaries.


Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMILY!!!
I got both my Genetics test and my Orgo test back today. Let's compare, shall we? 

In Genetics, I got a 91/100. Lost nine points, two of which I used to "buy" some info from Professor Lippert so I could answer an eight point question. So really, I lost seven points. My first thought was, that's respectable, and my second thought was, I can do better.

In Orgo I got a 139/200, after he added on the six extra credit points I had earned. So I really lost 67 points, but it came out that I lost 61. A 139 translates to a B. My thoughts were, Ok, that's a good solid B, and I'm relieved I'm not the person who got a 30. Yes folks, someone got a 30/200. This should tell you something about Orgo.



I just thought it was funny that on one test I lost nine points, and on another I lost 61.
Yes, I'm updating again already. It's cause Orgo has fried my brain. In fact, I'm going to blame this entire post on Orgo. And The Price is Right.


Dear Toaster Strudels,

Don't get me wrong. I like you, I really do. But you've got to stop claiming superiority over pop-tarts. Because, let's face it, you're not better. You both come in a varitey of flavors, you both involve pastry, filling, and frosting, you're both breakfast foods, and you're both probably very bad for me. 

But Toaster Strudel? You're smaller than pop-tarts. Yes, you may be flaky, but there're two pop-tarts per package. And, you're missing the biggest advantage pop-tarts have over you: they're portable. One can just grab a pop-tart and go. No other prep is necessary. One can take a whole box on a bus, and survive for a couple days. One cannot do this with you, Toaster Strudel.

So yes, pop-tarts may be cheap, but they're also easy.

Megan

I haven't updated in a while, despite wanting to, because I have been studying Organic Chemistry like a FIEND. However, I just took the test (and it was AWFUL) so now I can do other things with my life.

Anyways, we all got dressed up and went to the Rugby Ball on Saturday, and I just have to say two things:

1. The Echo Center is so cool. And dancing in heels and a pretty dress amongst turtles and fishes made my life complete. Dude, it was awesome. That is the way to have a dance. If I'd had my way, I wouldn't have gone down to the dance floor (to be pushed around and elbowed out of the way by drunks) but stayed dancing upstairs with the frogs. It's not like you can't hear the music up there.

2. Boys have been going to dances since oh... about 5th grade. And they still look just as awkward and uncomfortable in their stiff button-up shirts and ties now, as they did then.

I did have a good time though. And I looked good. And Abby did my hair, and I danced provocatively with Nora, and it was fun. The music wasn't horrendous, and the people were... less drunk than usual.


Oh, and Abby and Phil and I saw Chicago at the Flynn yesterday. I really liked it (especially the glitter confetti), but BILLY FLYNN DID NOT TAP DANCE!! (These are my CAPSLOCK of rage and disappointment.) He was smarmy and fantastic, but I waited the entire show to see him tap dance, and he never did. :(  Also, Roxie looked like Liza Minelli from Cabaret. No, seriously. But I really did enjoy it.


Ok, that's all for the unexciting update on my life. I shall leave you with an Abby quote: "Sadly, I cannot do the tomato soup dance while carrying tomato soup."

1. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LILY EVANS POTTER!!! (I can't just put Lily Potter, and if you've read DH, you'll know why.)

2. Dear Professor Lamos, 

Yes, I may ask you a question every ten minutes, and yes, I do worry excessively about screwing up my labs, but was my group the one that had to start all over because we made a mistake and consequently had to stay far past the 4:00 end time? No. I was home by 3:30, confident in both my group's final product and the report we handed in.

Anecdote: 
Today in Orgo lab Professor Lamos showed us how you can make a single pipet into a shit-ton of capillary tubes by heating the middle of the pipet over a burner until it gets melty, and then stretching it out real fast so it gets all thin before it cools. The thing is, you can only stretch the glass as wide as your arms are, so the temptation is to bring your arms out really far. It was at this point that Lamos told us, especially if we were women, that this is not a good idea. Stretching your arms out really far thrusts your chest out, and into the hot glass. Which is a problem for everyone, but especially those with boobs. :)

Too Much Information:
Joe's Cell Phone: *rings in the middle of wind ensemble*
Joe: (embarassed) I'm sorry. That was a fluke.
Doc: (quietly) Eh, you were a fluke.
Joe: (excited) No! I wasn't! My mother called me one day to tell me that I was a planned baby. *imitating his mother* You were concieved on Valentine's Day, 1986.
Me: *in my head* TMI Joe.

Geekery:
Lily and James Potter were murdered on Halloween. So, this is not just a holiday, but also the anniversary of their death. I wonder what that does to Harry's perception of the day.

Liberal bumper stickers counted today: Nine.
Hours previously devoted to studying for Orgo: Dozens.
Hours still to be devoted to yet more Orgo studying: At least three.
Number of people who went to the cooking demonstration today because Kyte said he'd scale our Orgo test grades if over half the class went: Hopefully more than half the class. Though I didn't see Kyte count, so who knows.
Number of envelopes I got volunteered to hand out at said demonstration: Waaaaaaay too many.
Peanut butter M&M's eaten: Not nearly enough.

It is a sad sad life to lead when the only way you can justify lj-ing is by saying that you could have been sleeping and are therefore not wasting time.

In other words, and this is not an exaggeration, every free moment of my time since Sunday has been devoted to studying Organic Chemistry, and this will continue until approximately 9:30 Friday morning, when my test commences. I have never studied this much for a test in my life. EVER. I was trying to fit in 20 minutes for a shower, and I'm not sure I'll be able to. (Actually, perhaps I will not shower, and will instead be as stinky as possible, just to cause Kyte some misery. Yeah. Only, it will more likely affect the people next to me, not Kyte. Bugger.)

In any case:
 I love classes, because they provide me with funny quotes to share.

Professor Lubkowitz's wisdom: You have to swing the bat to hit the ball. (That's along the same lines as "only those who dare to fail greatly can achieve greatly," which I've always found to be true.)

More Professor L stuff: My son woke me up crying at 3:00 this morning, so I went in and held him. Then the little bastard went right back to sleep and I didn't.

Last night in Wind Ensemble Doc told us we were playing like a symphonic accompaniment to an appendectomy without novacaine. I'm not sure quite what that means, but I don't think it's good.

My chem lab teacher: When you build up pressure in a closed system, what's that called?
Class: Ummm... *tries to remember the scientific term for such a thing*
My chem lab teacher: There's a simple layman's term for it. It begins with a B.
Some Guy: A bomb!
My chem lab teacher: Right. A bomb. So don't leave the cork on the test tube, or it'll explode.
There cannot be a difference between three things. There can be a differene between two things, or a difference among three things.

Please get this right. Especially if you are teaching Organic Chemistry. Because in that class, I need to be paying attention to what you're saying about carbon, not mentally correcting your grammar.

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