11.11.11.11:11

I didn’t get to make my wishes today. I completely forgot! Even though I was constantly reminded of it on twitter and facebook. For awhile now, I’ve made a wish every time the clock strikes 11:11, so it should all add up? I hope so!

On other news, it turns out that my mother’s birthday is today! Mom lied about her real birthday for…about my whole life and I have been celebrating the wrong day for 21 years. Mother is cruel :(

My biggest fear right now is not getting accepted into a doctorates program for clinical psychology. The thought of it makes me want to break down and cry. I have to work harder. I have to shine. I’ve worked hard for this, I have to make it. 

It’s funny how no one bothered to warn me that it’s a rigorous process. Well I know now and there’s no way in hell I’ll back down now. 

I hate to admit this, but getting married is probably the only shortcut I can take to finish graduate school. By getting married, I will receive financial stability, emotional support, and familial support. So much for being independent. 

Maybe I should set up tents outside my school and protest for rising tuition rates. Will Suffolk U. follow the example of UC Davis and pepper spray my face off? 

:)

I am having heaps of fun imagining all the amazing and fun things I can do once I reach New York! Right now, I’m waiting for my laundry to dry so I can finally finish packing and head out. My little hamster is already running around in circles and staring at me with his beady eyes, maybe he senses that I am going to be gone for a while? Don’t fret my little rodent, I’ll be back!

In the mean time, I will make myself a delightful lunch and tell @justinyo that his stupid whales suck! 

Fortune Tellers

I don’t believe in fortune tellers. I think they’re bogus and faux, but I’ve had really funky things happen to me in the past that cannot be scientifically explained. I will talk about that on another day because tonight, my friend Wen told me that she is going to see a fortune teller tomorrow who has a reputation for being very accurate in her predictions. Now that she’s got my attention, I became very curious. I also found out that my mother is taking Wen for her appointment. 

So I rushed to my mom and asked if I can get my fortune told as well. I changed my mind about it after this conversation:

Mom: Why? What are you going to ask?
Me: If going to graduate school is a good idea? 
Mom: If she said that it’s a horrible idea and you’ll never find a job, what would you do?
Me: Go to graduate school…
Mom: Then why do you need your fortune told?
Me: *silence* *stare* 

I think that was all I needed to hear. 

papers

i hate writing papers. it doesn’t matter how much i know or the number of sources i’ve accumulated over a short period of time. it’s the process of organizing and structuring it that wrecks havoc! i dont know how you guys do it. i see people sit down and write 10 pages without taking a break. the moment i sit down and open microsoft word, i stare at the blank document on hours end. what the hell guys?! 

it’s like a tornado passed by and took the liberty of cleansing out my brain. why do i suck so much? 

It’s Almost Over…Thank God!

Today, I handed in THREE 10 - 15 page papers that were assigned a week ago and they were all due today. On top of that, a final exam to study for that was also today. I am home and safe, thank God for that! Although my head is burning up again. 

All that is left is to give a presentation and take my next exam. It’s almost over, it’s almost OVER! 

I just got home and I ate a whole pot of leftover mash potato with diced spam and bacon. I am the best chef in the world! So delicious!  Okay I am burning up a lot…

It is nap time.