The things I do.

I'm having a strange sort of week.

First off, let's discuss technology's love of messing with me. A prime example: On monday, I had inevitably left a project proposal until about two hours before it was due. I scampered to the computer lab after my first class to type it up. I was about halfway done when all of a sudden, the whole computer just shut off, and I was unable to revive it. Had to restart all my work. Oooohhh, Karma!

The next day, in lab for the same class, my professor couldn't figure out why my data was all coming out wrong. He told me that I have an aura about me that repels technology. I said that it repels men too. He didn't laugh.

Then, today, I was driving to school. Stopped at a red light. The light turns green, I go to step on the gas...and nothing happens. Actually, my car started rolling backwards down the hill, almost hitting the person behind me. I couldn't get it to drive. Finally I put it in park, shut the whole car off, and restarted it...which somehow revived it. Kind of like Mazda CPR. But I'm pretty sure that was my transmission saying "HELP ME! I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP!"


On a happier note, however, I just found out that I got approved for the loan that I needed, so it's all systems go for Australia/New Zealand! At least something good has come out of this week!

Oh, also, I dyed my fingers purple doing a gram stain in microbiology lab!

Vanity is a sin.

Sometimes, people amaze me. The perfect example:

In my chemistry lab on thursday night, we were working with concentrated hydrochloric acid (pretty strong stuff). One of the girls was working without goggles, so when the teacher reminded her she needed to be wearing them, she tried to put them on...while still holding the tube of acid in her hand. The stuff spilled into her hair, so our professor started flipping out. Here is a pretty accurate transcript of the dialogue. (P=Professor; VG=Vain Girl).

P: Was there HCl in that tube??
VG: Yeah...is that bad?
P: RINSE IT OFF! GET YOUR HEAD IN THE SINK, NOW!
VG: Oh my Gooooood, are you seriouuuus?
P: YES, IT WILL BURN YOU! RINSE IT!
VG: Oh my Goooood, no I can't! I straightened my hair today! It will get all curly!
P: You'd rather have curly hair than CHEMICAL BURNS on your scalp!
VG: No! You don't understand, I straightened it! I have, like, really curly hair!.....Oh my God, wait, IS MY HAIR GOING TO, LIKE, FALL OUT??
P: I don't know, I don't know what HCl does to hair.
VG: Oh my GOD! Like, GOOGLE IT or something!!!!!!!

God forbid your hair gets curly. I'd take some frizz over chemical burns any day, but that's just me I guess.

These are my peers. Great!

First of all, this is my new hairdo! I love it. I may be a little old to have pink highlights, but I don't act my age and thus I am totally okay with it.

Today=back to school after spring break. Never a fun thing, especially considering I haven't been sleeping at ALL with all my student loan stress. I have T minus two months to get approved for a loan to go to Australia, and so far nothing is happening in that department. No loan means no summer program, so hopefully sallie mae will hurry up and approve me already!!

This weekend was also interesting. Saw the ex for the first time in almost a year. We both managed to maintain civility, shockingly enough. Is it possible that we've grown up? Possibly. We'll see if this is an ongoing trend (the civility), or if it goes to hell sooner or later!

I'm thinking of trying to turn my travel journal into a series of short stories based on Erin and Meg's adventures in Europeland. Mainly because this is a more entertaining pursuit than homework right now...

I want to go back to Rome, stat.

Also, my bangs are pink now and I love them. The look on my manager's face when I walked into work was priceless. But as there is nothing in the employee handbook about hair color, I'm not breaking any rules :) I took them out for a spin last night. The only man who talked to me was about 55 years old and so drunk that I could not understand a word he said to me, so that was a fail. But I love them, so that's that!!!

Tonight: Girl's night out! So excited!

I have also made a date with two of my friends to see the movie "He's just not that into you" again. I think that this time I will bring a pen and paper and take notes. Since I can't get them to change the name to "The story of Megan's life", taking notes seems like the least I can do to get the full effect.

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THIS is my life.

My life has been chaotic lately. And when I say "my life", I am referring to my dating life. In the past year, I've had several three-week-long relationships, which have led me to believe that I am like cheese: I have a three-week expiration date. Once that date has been reached, you toss it (me. I am the cheese...the cheese stands alone.) out without a second glance.

Now, I'm not one to complain, but this is completely unreasonable for the following reasons:
1. I am amazing. I am driven, work hard in school, know what I want to do with my life, and have an uncanny ability to make people laugh (including myself).
2. I'm cute as a button, if I do say so myself.
3. I don't treat people like garbage.
4. DID I MENTION I AM AMAZING??

My dismay at the most recent disappointment led one of my aunts to draw up some "dating rules" for me (apparently I'm too nice). They are as follows:

New Relationship Rules by Mary

Lesson 1- If they don't call you to confirm plans at least six hours before, don't go out with them. Never ask them if you're still on. If they don't mention it, don't you...act like you forgot and DO NOT answer your phone or go online as yourself so that they can see you're at home. Either go out someplace where they might be and act like you're having the time of your life or stay home and watch tv. Also see Lesson 3.

Lesson 2-Never be the first to call. Call/text them once for every two/three times they call you. Don't answer every text immediately, wait a few hours...You want him to think you have a life.

Lesson 3-Create alternate login, use when you don't want people to know you're online.

Lesson 4- Update your My Space info so it looks like you're going out, even if you're hiding out with some Ben and Jerry's.

Lesson 5-Never let them see you cry. Don't give them that power over you. You get to decide who makes you upset, not them.

Meg's take on Mary's dating rules

Okay. Number one is the type of thing I wish I could do, but never would. I'm a phone lurker. I wait and wait and wait for someone to call, and if they don't...I just curl up with a book and go to bed. The good part here is that a book has never broken my heart. The bad part is that they're not as warm and cuddly as a good boyfriend.

Number two? I kind of do some of this. I never ever call first. But I do answer messages the second I read them, because otherwise I will forget to answer altogether.

Number three is kind of creepy and internet-stalkerish, but it made me giggle.

Number four sounds like something I've done before.

And number five is one of my main things that I try for. Family and friends can see me cry, but not guys who I hope to have a relationship with. Mostly because I'm vain and don't want them to see me with mascara all over my face and snot dripping out of my nose, not because I don't want them to feel like they have power over me.

So that's my life right now. I hate being single, but I am resigned to the fact that this is the way it will be for a while. And I guess I have to be okay with that.

One more before I head out

This one was taken in the Cinque Terre region of Northern Italy, along the Via dell'amore (lover's lane). Some starry-eyed lovers had carved their names into this cactus. It seemed silly at first, until I thought a little more about it...

In reality, it's really quite fitting. Carving your names into a cactus is a lot like love: It's probably not the best idea at the time, but you want to do it anyways. And if you don't do it right...it's going to hurt like a bitch.

Another thing I love is photography. I went to Europe for three weeks over my winter break with my sister, so I'll be posting some of my favorite photos/stories on here as time goes on. This picture was taken through one of the "windows" of the Coliseum in Rome. At first I was pissed because I thought that the bird had ruined my picture...then I realized that in reality it looked pretty cool!

Starting out

Okay, I'm new to all this. I love writing, so I figured that a blog would be a good place to put all of my thoughts. I'm a 22-year old biology major slash waitress who has a lot of thoughts about the way the world works, so I'm sure I'll be on here a lot.

Here's a little story to sum up my life.

I've been a member of weight watchers for some time now. I love my meeting because I'm the youngest one there by at least twenty years...I'm the "baby" of the group and they all laugh at the shenanigans I get into. Yesterday, I was talking about how I teach dance twice a week for a total of six hours, and that that's where I get all my exercise so I would like to get to the gym more. When my meeting leader commented on how driven I was, the quiet lady in the corner shouted out "It's because she's single! She needs to find a way to kill time!"

....burn, corner lady. Burn.

This is the kind of thing that drives me mad. Since I'm young, I'm not allowed to be driven. It's automatically because I'm single and have "nothing better" to do with my time. No thank you. I don't think so!