When I was at the doctor's office last Thursday I read an article (in either the Post or Time Magazine) describing the outcome of some research done on the effect of love on the human brain.
In fact the news wasn't actually news to me because I had read a similar theory in my book for Psych 2. The point is love is an addiction just like coke.
So the brain allegedly gets all excited when you think of the person you love. Or the people you have loved.
Stupid crack-cocaine-boy-drug.
It's just my luck really, I have an addictive personality as it is, no wonder I'm such a ridiculous masochist.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Sunday, February 15, 2009
"There's nothing more nauseating than seeing a happy couple." ~Larry David
I'm feeling waaay better. Last Sunday I felt like I got my ass kicked by Crown Hill but as it turns out I was coming down with this chest-congested, stuffed-nose, dry-throated deal which after five days of nothing but rest seems to have subsided, finally. I detest being sick.
On another positive note I have finished my application essay for CU. It took me much longer than I had anticipated, it's far more difficult to write about yourself than you'd initially think. But after several (very) rough drafts, all 1,850 words of it finally came together to create a message that I'm fairly certain they'll like: I may have taken a different path to get to the same place as everyone else but my road has prepared me for my collegiate journey and I feel I'm finally ready to be that douche bag I've so despised all of these years--a college graduate whose pompous in her accomplishments and resolute in her studied opinions. Not in those words of course, but certainly following the part of the previously referenced douche bag, I cited philosophy and ended with an overzealous, self-righteous kind of determination:
"Socrates once said, “I know that I am intelligent, because I know that I know nothing.” This is how I feel at this particular moment in my life, that I honestly know nothing when it comes to writing, a humbling feeling, one that has fueled my ambition to write this essay. It is not out of desperation but out of passion that I choose these words to describe my desire to you. It is the hope that I may sway you in the direction of someone who is worthy of the time of yourselves as well as that of your professors. It is determination that I shall succeed in whatever I do. Above all it is the faith I have in myself that I can accomplish anything. I hold dear to me the words spoken by my father, "They can take from you your money, your home, and even your family, but they can never take your education." Socrates may have been intelligent, but my father is a genius. I feel the meaning in his words now and I hope that in a few short years I can show him what they truly mean to me. In closing, I hope you have seen a different kind of student, one who has proven that she needs to go to college, that she wants to further her education, that she deserves a college education and finally that she is prepared to take on the University of Colorado for everything that it’s worth. "
I'm quite pleased. I'm not sure what they're looking for and if nothing else my GPA is good enough to stand on its own but I'm fairly certain they'll enjoy reading what I have to say. I'll be submitting it tomorrow, after a few more revisions I'm sure.
I'm pumped for this coming weekend and the one following. George and I are going downtown again with Tasha and perhaps the newly-single Sam. Next Saturday we'll be up in Boulder for Modest Mouse. We're going to try to get a bit of spring skiing in too, probs the first or second week of March.
Overall I'm feeling pretty excited about everything, but esp. about school.
This picture seems to capture my mood fairly well.
On another positive note I have finished my application essay for CU. It took me much longer than I had anticipated, it's far more difficult to write about yourself than you'd initially think. But after several (very) rough drafts, all 1,850 words of it finally came together to create a message that I'm fairly certain they'll like: I may have taken a different path to get to the same place as everyone else but my road has prepared me for my collegiate journey and I feel I'm finally ready to be that douche bag I've so despised all of these years--a college graduate whose pompous in her accomplishments and resolute in her studied opinions. Not in those words of course, but certainly following the part of the previously referenced douche bag, I cited philosophy and ended with an overzealous, self-righteous kind of determination:
"Socrates once said, “I know that I am intelligent, because I know that I know nothing.” This is how I feel at this particular moment in my life, that I honestly know nothing when it comes to writing, a humbling feeling, one that has fueled my ambition to write this essay. It is not out of desperation but out of passion that I choose these words to describe my desire to you. It is the hope that I may sway you in the direction of someone who is worthy of the time of yourselves as well as that of your professors. It is determination that I shall succeed in whatever I do. Above all it is the faith I have in myself that I can accomplish anything. I hold dear to me the words spoken by my father, "They can take from you your money, your home, and even your family, but they can never take your education." Socrates may have been intelligent, but my father is a genius. I feel the meaning in his words now and I hope that in a few short years I can show him what they truly mean to me. In closing, I hope you have seen a different kind of student, one who has proven that she needs to go to college, that she wants to further her education, that she deserves a college education and finally that she is prepared to take on the University of Colorado for everything that it’s worth. "
I'm quite pleased. I'm not sure what they're looking for and if nothing else my GPA is good enough to stand on its own but I'm fairly certain they'll enjoy reading what I have to say. I'll be submitting it tomorrow, after a few more revisions I'm sure.
I'm pumped for this coming weekend and the one following. George and I are going downtown again with Tasha and perhaps the newly-single Sam. Next Saturday we'll be up in Boulder for Modest Mouse. We're going to try to get a bit of spring skiing in too, probs the first or second week of March.
Overall I'm feeling pretty excited about everything, but esp. about school.
This picture seems to capture my mood fairly well.
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