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* Let's start off with Jersey Shore and shows of that nature. Maybe it's just me, but I cannot stand listening to people act retarded and know they're getting paid for it! Your spray on tan isn't cute, your lingo doesn't do it for me, and I question your manhood. Thanks.
* One hit wonders never cease to amaze me. I was flipping through my iPod the other day when I stumbled upon an old Ying Yang Twins song. WTF ever happened to those guys? Maybe it was a little odd that they did whisper or yell in all their songs, but I still liked them. Anyone able to give me an update on those guys?
* To anyone who reads this and has children, I don't mean this to be offensive. Here I am at the store the other day, doing a little shopping, politely minding my own business when I hear a scream echo through the store that sounds like it's off of a horror flick. The awful din was followed by a screeching "I WANT THAT TOY!!!" At this point I was thinking, "Oh well, screaming child... back to shopping." But for the next 5 minutes the screaming ensued. There was no end in sight! The child was on some war path and determined to piss off everyone in the friggin store until SOMEONE bought it that damn toy just to shut it up. It just so happens that I was walking past the aisle that the ruckus was coming from and the parents were, ever so graciously to the rest of the shoppers, giving the child the "I'm ignoring you" treatment. Ok, that's great if you don't want to acknowledge your child's bad behavior at home, but why make me suffer because your kid is obnoxious? My shopping experience was significantly less enjoyable because of your child and your poor excuse for good parenting in public.
* I'm sitting in my biochem class the other day when someone asked a question regarding the professor's lecture material. Now, usually there are some good questions, other times there are some that should be kinda obvious, but I could understand how an individual could be confused over the material. However, on this day, the question was so painfully obvious that I looked at the girl next to me and said, "really, did someone just ask that question?" The professor had been going over certain types of bonds within sugar residues, and he was discussing N, S, and O glycosidic bonds. Basically the bond forms to either a Nitrogen (N), Sulfur (S), or an Oxygen (O). A girl in the back of the classroom raises her hand and asks, "What does N, S, and O stand for?" The professor looked at her with that "omg are you serious" face and she promptly said, "is that for Nitrogen, Sulfur, and Oxygen?" The professor says, "yes. They bond to the Nitrogen, Sulfur or Oxygen as shown in the pictures on the screen. You can see those elements actually in the rings." I actually felt bad that she asked that question out loud. That's the type of question you whisper to the person next to you. You have to have completed general chemistry AND organic chemistry to be in this class.... and you're asking what N, S, and O stand for...
* I enjoy clothes shopping more than I enjoy most things in life. Shopping is a hobby for me, but lately I've found it futile to even try to buy clothes. I'm at some strange weight where I'm between sizes and nothing I try on seems to be flattering. I either get some awkward muffin top going on, or I get way too much baggy fabric in areas where it's very unbecoming. I wish they made those in between sizes.
Have a lovely little evening, everyone.
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