The Effects of Drunkenness

Last night, one of my roommates decided to purposefully get drunk because she wanted to see how she how it would feel. I mean, you see it on TV and hear about it from other people, but sometimes I guess, you want to know for yourself, "What kind of drunk am I?"

Anyway, my roommate's friend brought over a ton of alcohol. The selection consisted of rum and coke, jungle juice (some kind of fruit punch with Bacardi rum), Cosmopolitans, and Hypnotic (some kind of French vodka). I happened to be at a party earlier so I didn't get to witness how much she actually drank but when I got back...omg.

I would say that she is definitely the super giggly type. She laughed at nearly everything, and also herself. She also likes to ask ALOT of random questions, repeat things she has said at least 4 times, and stare blankly into space. I remember at one time she said "Fuck you" every minute during our card game. Even though this was entertaining for the most part, I knew when she said, "I don't feel so good..." I could take this as a sign that the bathroom was going to be her sanctuary for the next couple hours.

The most epic part of the night was yet to come. While my roommate hurled for the next hour, head hung over the toilet bowl, our apartment complex suddenly had a power outage! Of all things to happen now! Of course, my drunk roommate didn't have a clue that the lights weren't working so we had to hold flashlights over her head so she would aim in the toilet and not on our bathroom floor! After that episode, we moved her out to the couch area and gave her a plastic bag in case she started feeling ill again. She ended up passing out on the floor and that was the end of the night for her.

Long story short, she got what she asked for and now she knows. Her experience actually makes me wonder what I am like when I get drunk, but the hurling doesn't sound like an activity I would like to do after the fun of being drunk is over. Well, all in all, an interesting night and I got some great video footage of her! ;)

The Top 10 Behaviors that Bug the s*** out of me

Okay, so I've come to this point where I've bottled it all up and now it needs to be spilled out. Here are a list of the top 10 behaviors/habits that people do that seriously irk me:

1) People with annoying laughs or high pitched voices. Somehow these people also end up asking the most questions, questions that usually end up being the stupidest ones.

2) People who sit around and do nothing even though there are things that can get done. Omg, I hate this point with a passion!! Basically, these people are lazy and are similar to sloths. Except sloths are cuter and have no reason NOT to be lazy.

3) People who criticize me even though it is unjustified. I do something to the best of my ability...and they STILL find things to point out and embarrass me with.

4)People who tell me I'm incapable of doing something. Who said I can't do it if I never tried?

5) People who talk behind my back and are all smiles up front. You people are the worst.

6) People who are overly optimistic that it crosses over the line of reality. I'm not saying that optimism is bad, but let's have a reality check sometime, hmm?

7) People who talk too much or don't talk at all. Please don't speak 1000 words per minute that I can't comprehend what you're saying, but don't bore me with your silence.

8) People who give you the cold shoulder as well as those who ignore your existence. Okay, if I did something wrong then tell it to my face. It's worse when you give me the silent treatment, write a long facebook message, or text me about your complaints. Girls do this so perfectly, I'm ashamed to be a female sometimes.

9) People who complain about their sorry life and sit on their ass all day waiting for some miracle. News flash: nothin's gonna happen for you.

10) People who are too cheap (it shows) or people who spend too much. You guys just can't seem to find a balance. ALSO, I hate people who are cheap on the inside but like to be showy and rich on the outside to other people. You're just as bad.

Okay, so this post may be offensive to some people, but admit it, you've all been this way or you've met people who do these things. I bet it pisses you off just the same. Call me a pessimist, but that's the truth.  

Home is where the Heart Is

Yesterday, when I came home for Veteran's Day Weekend, I was suddenly struck with nostalgia. As I entered through the doors to my house, I smelt familiar smells, heard familiar voices, and drank in the feeling of being home. It was the greatest I've felt since... well, a long time. 

Being at school doesn't allow me to relax. I'm always out and about on campus, running errands, working, eating, studying, and doing homework. I barely have time for myself and when I do relax, I don't feel like I'm really relaxed. I still feel overwhelmed by all the things I have to do, my mind is in a jumble, and then the "relaxing" is replaced with worrying, anxiety, and then restlessness and agitation. 

But that all changes when I come home. 

When I saw my parents, I realized that I missed them more than I thought I did. It's funny that when you're at college or just away for awhile, you think you won't miss your parents, but then when you see them, you get transformed back to a little kid. You want them to dote on you, spend time with you, and talk with you about anything. You want your mother to cook your favorite foods for you and your father to tell you about his hobbies or what he's been up to lately. You realize that you want to be closer to them and to understand them better as a more mature individual, rather than create distance between you and them like in high school or just growing up. 

Seeing my fluffy, white Persian kitty also makes me ridiculously happy. :) 

My fluffy white Kitty! And her name is Kitty, no joke. ;)

Coming home is always the best feeling, being surrounded by good family and good food. The beds here are softer and more comfortable, the rooms more spacious and even the air is a little better here. The atmosphere is warm and inviting and you just get away from all the things you've been worrying about. 

Interestingly enough, I find that I'm more awake, concentrated, and less drowsy when I'm at home rather than at my apartment. I think that just goes further to prove that home, at least for me, has this mysterious power to make everything in my life seem less overwhelming and just... better. Home will always hold a special place in my heart.  

On that note, I'm super excited that Thanksgiving is coming up soon so I'll only have to wait a week or so before I come home again and see my family! Just thinking of all the delicious food that is going to be in my belly is making my mouth water! 

Tomorrow it's back to Berkeley, but after spending some time at home, my battery is recharged, my mind is less confused, my body less fatigued, my outlook more positive and I'm ready to face the week to come. 

Who knew that coming home could be just what I needed?  

Those darn mosquitoes...

I hate mosquitoes. In fact, I don't know a single person who doesn't. To me, they serve no other purpose than to inflict pain (in the form of intense itching especially when you're allergic!) and to spread disease. I almost want to ask the higher power up there, "WHY THE HELL DO MOSQUITOES EXIST??!!"

After getting mosquito bites all my life, and a plethora of other kinds of bug bites, (why do bugs like me so much??), I'm getting really sick of it. Just recently, my roommates and I were watching a movie at night and all of a sudden my right leg started itching. This soon turned into my entire right side turning into an inferno of ITCH. I bet the antihistamine response in my body was going crazy. When I woke up the next morning, I had 4 HUGE, and I mean HUGE (cannot be covered up by anything other than a large gauze pad or multiple bandaids on one spot) red, disgusting rashes. The saddest part was that while that mosquito was having fun drinking up my "tasty" blood, neither of my roommates were even touched! That mosquito hunted me down and decided to have a feast, and apparently only fancied my right side. 

Those bites have healed by now (thank god!) but now that curse has transferred over to both of my feet. Just when I thought the torture would be over, the mosquito strikes again! And this time, my feet looked pretty darn delicious. Now I wake up every night and my feet are burning with the itch and I want to literally tear my feet off. It's that bad. And I have to constantly ice it to make the itching feeling not so apparent. But once I take off the ice, it's back to the inferno. 

So, I decided, what the heck, there must be some reason why mosquitoes like me so much and why I get super bad reactions. I did some research online and I guess I'm part of the 10% of the population that can be labeled as a "mosquito magnet." Well, f my life. AND, just to make it a bit more fun, I probably have allergic reactions to the mosquitoes saliva which causes the huge rashes and extreme itchiness. 

The even sadder thing is that there is really nothing I can do about it. Mosquitoes just like my scent, and unless I mask my scent everyday with large volumes of DEET (which I heard is not good to put on all the time), I'm the prime target for mosquito attack. 

Long story short, I hate mosquitoes. They should all go die and save the mosquito magnets like me from suffering a blazing fire wherever they decide to have their feast. 

The Workaholic in me...

Procrastinating. We've all done it at some point in our lives. I know I'm guilty- my browsing history goes from an article for my English class to email to Facebook to stumbleupon to YouTube and then back to Facebook... It's a never-ending cycle of not getting any work done.

Most of the time though, I'm a pretty hard working student who doesn't get distracted too easily. I just plug in my Ipod and work for hours on end without stopping for breaks (crazy, but it's the norm) and then I get the work done.  

Here's the thing that's weird about me: I can't relax after I finish all that I need to get done. You might say, "Why not? You've finished everything that you have to do. Just chill and do what you want now." But honestly, after I get everything done, I think to myself, "Isn't there a bit more you can do? Isn't there a bit more to get ahead on?"

I swear, this isn't normal. I'm a 19 year old workaholic. I should be celebrating or taking time to relax when I finish all my work, but no. What do I do instead? I create more work for myself. I literally guilt myself into working more and trying to "get ahead." At times when I'm with my friends, I still think about and plan what I'm going to do when I get back to my apartment and what classes I have tomorrow and homework that I still have to finish.

It's quite pathetic in a way. I'm sure this is why my friends pointed out to me that "having fun" must be the lowest priority on my list.

Well, that's kinda sad, isn't it? College is supposed to be the best time in a person's life since you can go explore, try new things, and have fun. But most nights, I sit here in my apartment on my laptop constantly doing work.

Being a workaholic isn't the most terrible thing though since you'll always have the peace of mind that "yes, I'm ahead of the game." But, you know what? It sure sucks the fun out of life.

So, the take home lesson for this entry is that: BALANCE IS KEY. Everything in your life needs moderation from how much food you eat, how much sleep you get, and especially in my case, how much work you do. I fully believe that work before play is the best route, but sometimes, going to play and relax will actually contribute to shelling out better work.

So, if you're like me and a super workaholic or if you're someone who just seems to always be working and never "playing," get out there and enjoy your life! Treat yourself after a long day with a decadent chocolate cake, spend an evening with your loved ones, go out with friends and party. Do whatever you like to do and what makes you happy because you deserve it. :)

Huh... maybe I should start taking my own advice.  


   

In-N-Out

If you happen to reside in or visit one of the 5 states in America that have the privilege of consuming the famous melt-in-your-mouth burger from In-N-Out, you'll know that half of the enjoyment comes from the sheer awesomeness of the food as well as the super friendly (and rather attractive looking) staff. (Is it just me or have you guys noticed that most of the employees are good looking?!) The other half, in my opinion, comes from the incredibly easy to order menu. I don't know how many times I've walked into McDonald's or Taco Bell extremely hungry and needing immediate sustenance only to be hindered by the small scribble of text listing more than 20 different food items that I can order with special combos or just by itself or with a large soda...etc. Anyway, I squint at the sign for at least 10 minutes while the cashier stares at me with the "just hurry up and order" face. By that time, my hunger has taken over by agitation and I just take an order of number 1 (usually because it has a nice picture), whatever that may be and hope for the best.

Well, those squinting days are over. Now, when I want my fast food fill, I'll find myself coming back to In-N-Out because the menu only has those three things: hamburger, cheeseburger, or a double double. (I'm omitting the yummy fries and shakes here).  It's simple, it's easy, and it makes the first bite into that delicious burger that much better. 

Before I go any further, you may be wondering why the hell I'm talking about burgers in my first blog entry. Well, to be perfectly honest, I'm hungry (I can't think of a moment in my day when I'm not) and also I thought that this would make a nice and interesting segue into the style of my future blog posts. 

I don't know about other people's blogs since I've never followed anyone and the creation of this blog was a total spur of the moment thing, but the style of my blog entries will be fairly simple. I'll typically, depending on my mood and what happens to me that day, write on something that I thought was particularly interesting, worth noting, or funny, and I'll share that with you. Hopefully you will find them entertaining and fun to read! 

Okay, well that's all I have for now. Look out for the next post soon! :)