History Repeats Itself (faster than I think ...?)

... And now there has been an updated one that I've been invited to twice:

Blueberry: Im single
Pineapple its complicated
Raspberry: Im a touch and go woman
Apple: Engaged
Cherry: In a relationship
Banana: Im married
Avocado: Im the "other one"
Strawberry: Cant find the right one
Lemon: Wish i was single
Grape: wants to get married.
Orange: Likes to just "Look"
Melon: Sadly Widowed 
Pear: no strings attatched. friend with benifits !!

If you have recently and honestly donated money to this cause there is now a "GOLD' catagorie ie: GOLDEN BANANA!!

If you have donated your "HAIR" for locks of love then you can now become a ''SILVER'' fruit!!!

If you have suffered with this terrible disease and are strong enough to share it with everyone then add the word "DIAMOND" before your fruit!!!

Also remember to check for lumps on a regular basis and get to know your two friends well. One day it could save your life!!

The bra game reached TV, lets get this one to do the same, and show everyone how powerful women are or if your feeling generous please make a donation. every dollar counts!!! http://www.nbcf.org.au/page.asp?category_id=12&page_id=396

Sorry to be redundant, but I got angry again ...  Admittedly, it's kinda better, but it's kinda worse.  The better part is that this event actually does spread awareness by telling girls to check for lumps on a regular basis and asking people to actually make a donation.  Yay!  This is ACTUALLY spreading SOME degree of awareness!  However, it is also worse because of the new categories ...  Like, gold and silver for donating money or hair?  That's plain awful.  Why don't you wear a sign around your neck that says, "I donated!!  I COMMAND YOUR RESPECT!"?  Ugh.  I just can't stand the fact that people would brag about being charitable; being charitable and being proud seem like ... conflicting characteristics, to some degree.

Additionally, one of my friends had told me that males also get breast cancer, although this is less prevalent.  Unfortunately, this little mindgame alienates men even more from the cause (when they may be affected AND when they have the ability to help).  I don't know, this whole thing is really infuriating yet saddening.  Such illnesses should not be trivialized to this level by society.  At the very least, I'm happy that the newer version of this "girls only" event is trying to get girls to be more aware of their own breasts.

I can't believe I wrote about this only 10 hours ago ... hahahahah.  Jeebus, the people who make these seem so childish.

History Repeats Itself.

BLARGH, here we go again with the stupid breast cancer awareness thing.  Except now, it's even more arbitrary and stupid.  Here is the event I was invited to on facebook, word for word:

READ READ READ THEN YOU WILL SEE IT'S NOT THAT KIND OF INVITE TO GO SOME WHERE IT'S... A INVITE TO SHOW YOU CARE!!!!REMEMBER TO POST ON YOUR WALL NOT THE EVENTS COMMENT SLOT.......

Prepare for Tomorrow's Hangover Day

Oh my goodness.  Last night was St. Patrick's Day, and for some reason I guess that means everyone feels like they can skip work or class and drink from 7 am to whatever time they decide to stagger home.

Class turnout was SO low.  I was getting to class at 10 AM and people were already passed out from partying.  People passed out in some of my classes because they actually showed up drunk.  Ambulances were called as early as 11 AM.  When I was done with all of my classes at 6:30 PM, campus was a mess.  Drunk people and green vomit EVERYWHERE.

This was my version of St. Patrick's Day:

Haha, I made him buy that shirt about a year ago.

All I did was wear a stupid green shirt that said, "KISS ME, I'M IRISH" (which is obviously a lie), and then drink a little bit in the safety of my own home.

The Planned Parenthood Controversy

This is probably old news, but it still really bothers me ... I wonder if this bill will actually get passed.

About a couple weeks ago, the House was voting on a bill that would cease all government funding to Planned Parenthood.  I think what they don't realize is that PP is not simply a place where people get abortions--but it is a place where lots of women get healthcare or other preventative services for free (or for donations, I guess).  Their primary focus is not on abortions, so to fully remove funding from it would be a tragedy.  So many women who are underprivileged (and even those who are privileged) depend on PP for various reasons.

Priorities, Man

[This post has been majorly edited.]

Now, I don't want people who had children young to get all upset at me or whatever.  I'm sure that there are plenty of responsible young mothers, and I do know quite a few (and I'm really proud of you for stepping up to the plate and doing something I don't think I could do).  

Break.

OH my goodness, I haven't written in weeks.

Sorry for taking that hiatus, I guess ... what with exam hell week and "Spring Break" and all...  Things have gotten super busy and scary now that it feels like my MCAT is sneakily approaching.

Anyway, I do still have a ton of things coming ... so maybe I will start writing again sometime this week.

I hope you all have been doing well over the past couple of weeks!

<3.

V-Day

So I understand I'm a little bit late on this one, but it still had to be done ...

Last year, by the time Valentine's day was approaching my boyfriend and I had been dating for only about ... a week or two.  It was a shaky day.  What should we do?  Should we celebrate it or dismiss it?  Well, I think we did the smart thing by openly dismissing it.  It didn't matter, though, because we both ended up getting something small for each-other; I ended up getting him some delicious chocolate and he ended up tearing the only living blossom off of his cactus and giving it to me--it was such a sweet gesture.  It was cute.

Why I don't respect "pop culture".

Did anyone watch the Grammy awards last night?  I only saw a teeny bit of it--it was "F*ck You" with Cee-Lo Green and Gwyneth Paltrow.  She really screwed it up, but I really enjoyed the whole concept behind it... muppets are sweet!!   After the performance ended, I resumed my MCAT studies and continued to ignore any sound that was outside my door.

This morning, I open up Yahoo! (which, again, I should just never do because they don't provide REAL news) and what's all over the homepage?

Do your job, please?

Right now, I'm just chilling out and wasting time before my MCAT class starts.  I have 45ish minutes.  I do not want to do any work.  I just came out of an exam (ewgh) and I just want to relax a bit.

Although, I have a HUGE amount of work to catch up on this weekend.  Oh, dear god.

A couple of days ago, I was studying for this cognitive psych exam.  I had been living in the library, basically, and apparently I actually needed to read the textbook (in hindsight, this was a GREAT idea).  I walk up to the circulation desk and ask them for the book.

Seriously, that hipster douchebag behind the desk had to be halfway stoned or SOMETHING.

At least it's not Monday?

I know this is probably a really stupid thing to b!tch about, but ... I think I hate going to class.  Honestly.  I think I hate class.  I'm almost so bored with this semester that I have a hard time remembering what classes I'm even taking.  I have three actual classes (cellular neurobiology, medical anthropology, and cognitive psych) in addition to some psychology research in a lab.  Blagh.  I don't want to go to class.