ROSE BOWL!!

We're in the ROSE BOWL!! and guess who we're playing? None other than USC. A team with 2 losses to 2 different West Coast/Spread Offenses. I'll give them that D. Dixon is the shit and could run/throw over any defense or mountain, but a Stanford team? Come on! That's like IMSA beating Downer's Grove South in our soccer regional. It really doesn't matter that your first stringers were injured since you have like 40 five star recruits come every year meaning that you have 2 teams that can be made from these ridiculous athletes.

But anyways, our dual threat monster of a quarterback and our beast of a running back will dominate you. Arrellious Benn will come and run past any of your safeties. And J Lehman is going to get some Booty, John David.

So I am happy to say that I am going to this Mecca of college football. I stayed up from Midnight to 10am out in 20 degree weather with wind gusting at 35mph (Eat that Duke fans, Kreafjlskdjflsdyville would fall in those conditions.) Yes, no one knows how to spell their coaches name.

NYC/Birthday

Hi all,
Thanks for the birthday wishes. I had a great day perusing New York City. We saw the spot where the Twin Towers were, ate at John's Pizzeria (an old church changed to a sweet pizzeria) and hung out/ ate thanksgiving leftovers. Turkey turned out alright but the oven wasn't big enough so our turkey cooked funny. I write this while procrastinating while preparing my spanish lit final presentation. Check out my pics on Facebook or Picassa.

Visit to NC

So I went to North Carolina to see my family (uncles, aunts, cousins, cousins` kids) and go tubing. But guess who else came to Northa Carolina, yes that's right, Napoleon Bonaparte. Actually Michelle Bonaparte. But I thought it was really funny.

So all weekend I spent playing with children and skipping class. I got pee'd on so when my 3 year old cousin turns 18, hopefully blogspot will be running so I can show her this blog for proof. Anyways one of my cousins that's 23 asked a four year old about his pajamas. They were Spiderman pajamas with black netting between the arms and the sides of the shirt. So she asked so are these your wings? I really like them. The little four year old said These aren't wings, it's webbing. *insert attitude into statement for more humor*

A few events in the last couple of weeks.

So in May I went to a wedding for my cousin. The wedding was fun, open bar, got to hang out with my cousins who we never see. But it made me feel young. Since my cousin was somewhat old when she got married, everyone was either pregnant or had a couple kids. And there was 3 of us who were into drinking and following the no beer (or alcoholic drink) left behind rule. It kinda sucked.

So the second major thing that happend was the IAA (IMSA alumni assosciation) meeting. Another event that made me feel young. Everyone at this meeting was weird. I know that it's IMSA but we were never that weird and I was thinking the weird and social akwardness grows out of you. But I guess not. I learned that the first child of two alumni is coming to IMSA next year. Something that was really akward was calling space marshall by her first name as well as kiely or dr. magee (new president) rob and max.

Same weekend, Harry and I are hanging out and we go to the USA vs. Mexico game in the final of the Gold Cup. I bought tickets a few days beforehand so we were in the nosebleeds (which are ridiculously high). The game was 90% mexican fans with Sam's army and sporadically placed US fans. At one point we were chanting and I was getting the mexicans around me riled up. Then someone threw a rock at me and it hit me dead on the nose (it was a pebble made from the concrete stadium). I was kinda scared. Then the US won and all the mexicans went back home while we were getting our trophy.

So this brings me to a major complaint of US stadiums. WE NEED FAN BASED SECTIONS! I'm sick of sitting with a bunch of Mexicans or Polish people at US national games. And the few times I go to a Fire game there'es always some jackass cheering for houston or the other team. Why the hell can't they fix this?!

And I leave you with my favorite chant from the Sam's Army site, edited to be the original Man United song:

Tim-Timothy, Tim-Timothy, Tim-Tim-Tireau

Tim Timothy, Tim Timothy, Tim-Tim-Tireau

We have Tim Howard, so here's a big FUCK YOU!

Semester Recap and THE SUMMER!

So I've started to feel the need for more writing in my life since my carpal tunnel syndrome is gone from RHET 105. We ended writing over 90 pages that semester. That's pretty fricking ridiculous. Grades were alright with one error in the gradebook. So now I have to go through all the hoops of fixing that.

I took SPAN 141 in summer 1 and now I'm taking Calc 1. It's a gpa booster, so what? Our calc prof seems like she's never seen the light of day since she's so pale and she wears a fanny pack with a carbiner watch attached.

I took on a research position with the Roy lab, thinking I was going to get paid. But some people ended up not leaving from the lab even though they graduated, which is ridiculous. Now I just go in for fun, volunteering my time away. O well, I'll be getting credit in the fall.

After much requests....

So I've been back from Guatemala for a while, met some people from various parts of Illinois on my trip back. I also had Guatemala's finest chicken for about 4 bucks, a hotel room by the airport for 12 or so, (all these prices are american), and a generally awesome trip for about 1000 dollars total including airfare, housing, food, spending money, etc. that lasted about four weeks. But I lost my camera and about 175 pics.

I've been working hard all semester and finally spring break rolled around. My brother and I road tripped to the Mammoth Caves and another national park called Big South Fork. That was until Tuesday when we started a 6 hour ride back through rain and hilly terrain of Tennessee and Kentucky.

Going through Louisville, we realized Kentucky had no sports teams other than the UofL sports (hence the sign Welcome to the 'Ville). It was kind of ridiculous the way their stadiums, and campus was pretty much a continuation of the city.

Now I should be getting back to my study on muscle fibers/sarcomeres.

(The reason I haven't been keeping this blog up is the following. I signed up for my mandatory rhetoric class. I received a reincarnation of an SS guard from Nazi Germany in afro-american female form. We have all realized how your poetry career failed and you are a lonely grad student from pittsburgh, one of the worst cities in America. STOP GIVING US 10 PAGES A WEEK OR MORE FOR HOMEWORK! Hence my writing ability has been pretty much drained on that, taking notes for chemistry, notes for MCB, stupid spanish ejercicios, etc.)