my dad is funny. when i called him to explain to him why i went to the hospital, he said, "was it women's problems?"
Saturday, February 23, 2002
okay, i tried to blog this around 545 pm, but it never went through, so i'm gonna post this now.
first off, before i say anything else, i have to say this: melissa is an unbelievably amazing friend. she's just the best. i love her to bits and pieces now and i will never be able to express how incredibly grateful i am for what she did today and for who she is as a person. ;D now that all the mushy stuff is over, i'll explain.
so i woke up around 1130 this morning and just had the worst cramps and stomachaches in my life. IN MY LIFE. i am not exaggerating. i've gotten really bad cramps and stomaches before, but this was bad. it was just unbelievably intense. i really just wanted to kill myself. it pretty much reduced me to tears and hysterics. i didn't know what to do, so i called melissa and told her that i was in a lot of pain and that i needed to see a doctor. so she came over and helped me out. she asked neha where the hospital and comforted me while i was crying and going hysterical. it was really bad...i don't want to sound all "macho" or whatever, but i do get really REALLY bad cramps and stomachaches but i've never cried because of them. i was totally bawling when melissa came over. so anyway, melissa went to go get her car and drove it around in front of the apartments so i wouldn't have to walk far. then she drove me to scripps hospital. really, i think just going to a hospital has some psychological effect because i gradually started to feel better. it was really stupid though...we were at the hospital for like five hours. just a LOOOOT of waiting. they gave me some vicodin and some motrin and then they drew blood and tried to get a urine sample; key word - tried. instead of me just peeing into a cup, the nurse stuck this tube up me to get my urine. only problem was that i hadn't eaten or drunk (drank? drinken?) anything yet (i still haven't actually) so i was dehydrated and it took forever for just a LITTLE bit of urine to come out. oh, sorry if this is too graphic, but i actually haven't gotten to the worst part yet. then there was more waiting. then they moved me to another room for the doctor to give me a pelvic exam. okay...first off, i don't go to a gynecologist on a regular basis so i don't really get pelvic exams very often. i did get one when i was younger but that was a long time ago. i wasn't uncomfortable or anything, it was just PAINFUL. my god...they stick this metal thing up you that's sort of like a backwards clamp; instead of clamping something, it opens up the, well, you know. okay okay, it opens up your vagina. i'm sure most girls know what i'm talking about - a speculum. yeah, that was just not fun. anyway, five hours at the hospital and what does the doctor tell me? "it appears you have some extra cramping." uhhh....okay. are you sure?! ugh. oh well. he prescribed me some vicodin and told me to take some ibuprofin. and...that was it.
and you know what? melissa stayed me with the ENTIRE time. except for when i got the pelvic exam; the nurse made her wait in the waiting room. and you know what else? melissa has a bio midterm on monday. but she drove me to the hospital and stayed with me the entire five hours anyway. she is just an awesome, awesome girl. one day they will write songs about her. hopefully some pop star will sing it. ;D
okay, well, since i still haven't eaten, i'm going to go to melissa's place and order bj's now. ;D i know i told myself that i would stop spending so much money on food, but i think i deserve to allow myself to splurge tonight.
sigh...all right, i'm out, bye.
Friday, February 22, 2002
ahahahahahahahaha....i just did something really funny to melissa. so she's sitting outside in the living room watching the battle of the seasons (real world vs. road rules). i was watching figure skating in my room so she went outside to watch mtv. anyway, i went outside to talk to her and like, i leaned back against the wall and against the light switch. see, i tend to fidget a lot. so while she was talking, i started to repeatedly flip the light switch on and off, behind my back. i did it for no reason. just because i'm a fidgety person. and melissa just stopped talking and was like, "ohmygod cherry. look at the lamp" with this freaked out look on her face. i just looked at melissa and i said, "look at the light switch" and burst out laughing. she was just staring at the lamp and she was actually really freaked out!! she totally didn't notice i was like, flipping the light switch on and off...it really was hilarious how mesmerized she was.
heeheeheeee.... ;D
hmph. so people in my vietnamese class were talking about what happened last night. my ta is stupid. she actually said, "michelle kwan did not deserve to win." grrrrr...well, yes, her program did not deserve the gold, but that doesn't mean michelle kwan, the PERSON, didn't deserve the gold. of everyone there, she was the one who deserved it the most!!! and everyone in my class was like, bagging on michelle. well...there was one girl who was like, "i hate that girl who won though." hah!! but yeah, pretty much everyone was like, "oh that's so sad, but yeah michelle sucks." ARGH!!! i wanted to say something, but seriously, i would've come off like a total freak. "WHATTHEFUCKAREYOUSAYINGYOUUNKNOWLEDGEABLEPEOPLE,YOU!!!!" yeah, something like that.
oh well. whatever. they don't watch figure skating, so what the hell do they know. stupid people!!!! grrrrrr....
on a brighter note, it is like SUMMER outside. this is BEACH WEATHER!!! if my weatherbug is correct (and i think it is at the moment), it is currently 82 degrees. ohmygod, we just had an earthquake at this very moment. well...the earthquake happened right in the middle of my last sentence. it was pretty small, but crap....well, i guess it makes sense, what with this drastic weather change and all. oy..freaky though. just saw my monitor swaying from side to side.
me: sanaz, i think we just had an earthquake.
sanaz: really? i thought that was just me.
me: sanaz, i don't think your butt's that big.
anyway...yeah, weather outside is GORGEOUS. hot though. very very hot. i feel completely overdressed. and i'm wearing a halter top, jeans, and flip flops!! but then again, all my clothes are dark, so....that might make me feel hotter. oh well. i'm still in love with the weather. drought shmout... ;D
okay, going to go get a cold drink now before i'm completely dehydrated.
Thursday, February 21, 2002
well, okay, can't not blog about this anymore. this is pathetic, but i actually teared up twice just now. once when michelle was sitting in the kiss and cry and again when they showed her brother and sister sitting in the stands looking really sad. uuuuuugh.... i can't believe this. this is EXACTLY like nagano but worse. michelle was leading in the short in nagano and salt lake, but she didn't win gold. and she lost to some bratty american teenager. ughughughughugh.... me and melissa are like...dying.
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh.... i can't stand this.
um...okay, my weatherbug is being all weird. sooo...disregard those last two temperature blogs. ;D
still disappointed and sad though. =*( having trouble concentrating on work. sigh.
*scream of pain and horror* NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the gods are cruel. it's happened again. you know, i've sorta-kinda always believed in karma. THIS is huge proof that karma does not exist. =*(
i don't want to spoil anything for anyone. but uh...i think i have anyway. sorry. i'll blog more about it when everyone knows.
*big sigh* busy week almost over! got an A- on both my italian paper that was due tuesday and my vietnamese test that was also on tuesday! can i multitask or what? stayed up till 330 am last night/this morning studying for stat midterm this morning. it was a long one...i finished less than five minutes before the end of class and like 95% of the class was still working on their test. the test was okay though...long and difficult, but not extremely difficult; it was very fair.
now all i have left is my italian presentation tomorrow. we're doing this beverly hills, 90210 thing in italian. i play the role of david silver. i am cheating on my wife, donna, with brenda even though donna is cheating on me with dylan even though brenda and dylan are married. ;) (yes, i realize that last sentence was grammatically incorrect). the reason for this plotline is cuz we're sort of also loosely basing our play on this other play we read in class. i even downloaded the theme song and we're gonna play it at the beginning and end of our "episode." actually...the whole play's sort of stupid. but...whatever. just wanna do it and get it out of the way. and then next week, i have a vietnamese presentation. ugh...this is what i hate about language classes - all these damn presentations. oh well.
oh man, it was a scorcher today. i would've loved it if i wasn't overdressed. actually, i wasn't even that overdressed! i was wearing a black tank top and jeans with that purple esprit cardigan type thing that chi gave me for my birthday. i think the boots made me really warm though. oh well. really enjoyed the weather. i wish it was like this all the time. i changed later on anyway. i changed into a green sleeveless shirt. wow...it's dark outside and it's 70 degrees!! mmm....preeeeeeeeetty....
lalalala...what to do now. i've been so busy the last few days that i'm not used to being not busy. maybe i should trick myself into thinking that i'm busy from now on so i'll always get my work done. or....i could just go watch tv. yeah, okay. tv, it is.
wanna hear something really stupid? i'm getting really nervous for michelle kwan right now. you know what's even stupider? i started getting nervous for her in my vietnamese class. I AM SUCH A NERD. well, no...i'm just a big fan. right. why do i feel so lame then? oh well.
all right, tv now, bye. ;D
crap. am screwed. stat midterm tomorrow (in about nine hours and fifteen minutes). trying to keep the panicking to a minimum, but it's not really working. still have one chapter of homework left to do then i REALLY need to review. wow, that rhymed. maybe i should write song lyrics for a living.
or maybe i should go back to studying stat. yeah, i'm gonna go back to studying stat now, bye.
Wednesday, February 20, 2002
an example of how life has detoriorated and changed between this year and last:
last year, i was living in a sitcom (think "friends" set on a university campus).
this year, i am living in "the real world."
i have written a song about a couple of people in my life who shall remain nameless. this song is sung to the tune of "smelly cat" by phoebe buffay.
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
what the fuck are you smoking?
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
it's all your fault.
you won't get off the phone
you obviously think it's all your own
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
it's all your fault.
you eat all the peanut butter
and you didn't even pay for it
you never clean the place right
i hope you get a billion zits
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
what the fuck are you smoking?
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
it's all your fault.
your friends are stupid and rude
they give your people a bad name
i want to kick you in the head real hard
till you scream and scream in lots of pain
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
what the fuck are you smoking?
selfish bitch
selfish bitch
it's all your fault.
well, that's all i have for right now. i have to go study now. i'll add more to the song when i get pissed off later. ciao.
Tuesday, February 19, 2002
ahhhhh!!! jamie and david are so CUTE! gah! i sound like a teenybopper on speed, but i don't care. just saw them on jay leno right now. MYGOD, THEY'RE SO CUTE. AND DAVID IS HOT. mmmmm....sigh.
you know, i didn't really know they were together till just now!! i mean, i *did* think, "oh, they'd be so cute together," but i tend to think that of most pairs that i like. i'm just sappy like that. but yay!! jamie and david are actually together. they've been together for two years now! AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my heart is melting. ;D
Monday, February 18, 2002
gah!! tom hammond didn't even know the names of the AMERICAN ice dancing couple!!! well, okay, he did know, he just mispronounced the guy's name. what an idiot.
hi everyone, my name is cherry and i am a figure skating nerd. *bows her head in embarrassment*
okay. the figure skating nerd is going to emerge again. sorry you guys. can't help it.
so i'm watching the ice dancing free skate right now. anissina & peizerat just skated. another thing i hate about figure skating: the RETARDED commentators. grrrr...i hate when general sports commentators try to comment on figure skating because they just end up repeating themselves and the commentators that were ACTUAL figure skaters and know what they heck they're talking about, and coming up with the stupidest opinions because they know NOTHING about figure skating. GRRRR!! tom hammond is a brainless moron. he can't even pronounce the freaking names correctly!! bah...oh well. i'm such a geek. only satisfaction i get is that...hmm...don't want to say because deb might read and not want to know. but...i'm sure she wouldn't care if she found out who won before she watched (right, deb? *hears deb's voice in her head say, "yes, cher."*) anyway, what i was going to say is that the only satisfaction i get is that anissina & peizerat won the gold medal! TAKE THAT YOU STUPID BRAINLESS IDIOT MORON.
ooh, okay, italians on the ice, bye now.
uuuuuuugh...bs-ing in english is one thing. bs-ing in italian is another. you lose something in the translation.
duuuurrrr...feel like i'm never gonna get this italian paper done. then i have to study for vietnamese test afterwards. can't i do something in english? please?
i wish i had an italian friend who knew how to read and write in italian. i would totally abuse him/her. blackmail them to write my paper. oh yeah...
gah!! gah, i tell you, GAH!!!
did something sorta funny tonight. started out with me sending a few pictures of me and sanaz with the trophy to ben. okay wait, first i have to explain that revelle won spirit night and so we got this HUUUGE fat-ass trophy and sanaz brought it home because she didn't see the person she was supposed to give it to. anyway, she left me alone with the trophy on friday night, so naturally, i decided to take a few webcam shots with it. ;D naturally. and then on saturday night, i had sanaz take a few pictures with it too ("give me ANGRY!! ANGRY!!! now the trophy is SEXY! SEXY!!!"). anyway, i sent them to ben tonight. i don't know where this came from, but he decided to cut my head out of one of the pictures and attach it to a ballerina's body. so random. i don't know. so i decided to get back at him and did something funny with his head and michelle kwan's body. mwahahahaha...it's pretty funny actually.
the end. back to work. i am going into full-time shitpanic mode. bet you couldn't tell. i'm hiding it pretty well. but inside, my molecules are running around screaming in panic.
Sunday, February 17, 2002
was just watching mtv's mardi gras special tonight. they had this thing called, "what would you do for cash?" or something like that and they went out on the street and asked these people if they would get a mardi gras tattoo for $500. this one asian girl was like, "how about $700?" and the guy was like, "how about $550?" and they bargained for a few minutes until the price was like, $650. i thought that was so cool and just so funny because it totally wouldn't have occurred to me to bargain. and it's such an asian thing to do - bargaining. it was funny! well, i thought it was. but i'm a dork, so...yeah.
and...that's my story for tonight. must do more work now, bye.
weather is CRAP outside. gray skies, windy, pouring rain. but you know what? i actually like it. it's nice to sit on my bed and look out the window at all that bad weather and be on the inside in the nice warm apartment watching tv -- er -- working on homework. ;D
you know what else? the weather was just like this exactly a year ago. trust me, i remember.
holymotherfuckingshitsonofabitch. i just woke up like fifteen minutes ago. i have so much work to do. i'm so screwed. shit shit shit shit shit...