oh you came in with the breeze on Sunday morning...

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I hate feeling pathetic.

Other than that, the week is looking pretty good.

TMI?

My age group+my location of school+the culture of religion/school= a high probability of facebook friends who are pregnant.

Situation: Many pregnant women on facebook give the up-to-the-minute details of their labor process. (i.e. dilation, effacement, thinning of something?, baby positioning on the cervix, etc.)

Maybe I'll blame the TMI behavior on the high amount of hormones running through their bodies. Now before you all think I'm hating, I'm not. I am so interested in women's health issues. I want to work with an OB/GYN as a PA when I "grow up." Pregnancy, menstruation, menopause, reproduction, etc. does not bother me in the slightest. In fact, it's a beautiful and miraculous process the way our bodies work. Most people though get slightly offended/grossed out with these kind of updates. I think my programmed response is a little taken aback as well. But then I think, why do I have to be a slave to my culture's social conditioning to be offended at topics that should supposedly be kept quiet about? Why does pregnancy or menstruation have to be taboo? I'm not saying this so that girls will have a right to moan and complain all the time, but why can't women and men talk about there bodies in an objective way? Why can't people understand that various functions of our bodies can affect our moods and dispositions and it's okay to discuss it? Why can't I say vagina at a restaurant if I can say stomach or lungs or duodenum? (I did this once, and the reaction was not so friendly.)

The human body is not taboo!

It's amazing and beautiful and natural and mysterious.

And if somebody wants to post on facebook how their labor is progressing, then update away. I can handle it :)

Aphrodite of Provo

That is the sculpture I am attempting to create for Humanities 201. Why did I decide to mimic classical art when I have NO artistic ability? I'm not sure. I just like it I suppose. I remember when I was little being so mystified by the Venus de Milo figurine on my mom's dresser. It wasn't just the fact that she obviously had no arms. There was just something so sensual, yet a bit reserved about her demeanor and positioning. It was like she didn't know anyone was spying on her to sculpt this.

Anyway, now I have to recreate something similar. Blurg. (Which also reminds me that I miss 30 Rock. When are these Olympics going to be OVER??)

p.s. Life is just so good.

I really just love life right now

So I gave blood today. The receptionist was a little crabby. The interviewer kind of made an awkward, flirtacious comment toward me, and then said that his wife would love my shirt. (?) It is also important to mention that he didn't have a wedding ring... An older man took my blood, and forgot the steps and had to repeat them out loud to himself. (i.e. "okay now I clamp it, and what's next?, um, oh yeah...) He mentioned that he was tired, asked me the same question a fair few times, and fished around for my vein to maximize the flow rate, so I couldn't set a PR for filling a pint of blood, but--no fear--on April 22 I will try again. Needless to say, there were some sketchy workers taking my blood. They probably will sell it on the black market. Whatev, I got juice and cookies...for FREE.



[The company was the best part though :) ]

"Mary! Mary! Why ya buggin?"

I love Mary Blackburn!

Just had to post that to the world.

We discovered each other a year ago, when we realized we had the same classes, hopes, dreams, etc.

Mary is amazing. I love her.

"you're just stalling now"

So there is this rumba that I really like. It's Karina Smirnoff and Slavik Kryklyvyy (yeah, try saying that one...) in 2004. Youtube Karina and Slavik rumba, and it should be the first one. Anyway, the song is called "Cuando Te Beso." The song they dance to is instrumental, but there are actual lyrics to the song. When translated from Spanish to English, something is lost. The metaphors sound awkward, the language is a stretch, but it sounds beautiful in Spanish. My favorite line is: "cuando me besas se prenden todas las estrellas en la aurora"

"When you kiss me, all the stars are lit at dawn."

I can't wait for that feeling.

Maybe someday.

Tewsday

Today has been good.

I slept in until 11:00 (okay, not a regular thing, but I've been suffering from a bout of insomnia and late night dehydration lately, which has thrown my sleeping schedule through the ringer. This is always accompanied by anxiety, excitement, or stress.)

I went grocery shopping and was complimented for the healthy choices I made. I always wonder what the cashiers think I'm going to do with all that broccoli and spinach. I also found a cheaper brand of soy yogurt (the plain variety to which I'm becoming more accustomed.) My mom would be proud that I did the calculation in the store to see which was a better deal ounce for ounce. I also had a coupon for tempeh, and I indulged in some tofu dogs just for more protein variety.

I did my religion homework.

I talked to Ashley.

Now...I'm going to do some more homework. Maybe biochem and a write paper...

I love Tuesdays!

P.S. A random person occasionally comments on my posts in some Asian language of which I am not familiar. I'm just curious who you are...and how you found my blog...