So guess who passed neurobiology?!
Alhamdulillahi rabbil alameen, arrahman, irraheem.[All praise belongs to God, Lord of all worlds, the Compassionate, the Merciful.]
Or, as I like to alternately say, “Good lookin’ out, God.”
Entries Tagged as 'Suckool'
Officially so not a lost cause
August 8th, 2005 · No Comments
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Leave your things behind/’cause it’s all going off without you
August 4th, 2005 · No Comments
While sitting in class a few mornings ago, I took one of the ultra-fine-point Sharpies I love using for writing out of my bag and scribbled BALANCE on the back of my hand. Later in the afternoon, I penned just below it the names of four people whose phone calls I needed to return, but […]
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vindication. On the phone with my father, two wee…
July 30th, 2005 · No Comments
vindication.
On the phone with my father, two weeks ago:
Me: So, guess what, Daddy khana! It turns out I got an A- on my NPB midterm!Daddy-o: Really! Wow!Me: Yup. I can’t remember the last time I even passed any sort of bio exam. But now I have to keep studying so I don’t get all arrogant […]
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zayn z’al barr: fair is this land
July 19th, 2005 · No Comments
While studying inside Peet’s Coffee&Tea for the first time and loving their tall stools with the slightly-curved backs:
1.Little Girl: Coffee!Mother, firmly: No coffee.Little Girl: Coffee beans!Mother: No, honey.
A little, fluffy white dog paces to and fro outside in front of the door, wagging its tail. The mother and daughter step outside and the little girl […]
Tags: Conversations and Encounters · Suckool
this season is cold. I have to write one paper by…
June 6th, 2005 · No Comments
this season is cold.
I have to write one paper by 10 a.m. and edit a second one and finish writing a third one by 6 p.m. And in between all that, I need to figure out what the hell I’m supposed to be saying while MCing this little diversity program at noon. Why I agreed […]
Tags: Rhymes and unrhymed lines · Suckool
"autochthonous" looks like a reptile, and "schwarm…
May 5th, 2005 · No Comments
“autochthonous” looks like a reptile, and “schwarmerei” sounds like shawarma.
So I’m sitting here in the computer lab at school, because this is where I spend my days ostensibly writing papers when I’m not skipping class and sleeping out in the university library courtyard or up on the third floor in what I call “the wine […]
Tags: Conversations and Encounters · Suckool
so you think you can hold the world up by a string…
April 29th, 2005 · No Comments
so you think you can hold the world up by a string.
You’re a tough crowd, Blogistan. I recently update this joint after a three weeks’ hiatus, and I get complaints that the post isn’t sufficiently about me. Not to mention the fact that every time I write about male friends/acquaintances/nice guys at Borders/old men at […]
Tags: Casa420 and Familia · NineToFive outside the 925 · Rhymes and unrhymed lines · Suckool
and i will never learn to say goodbye to yesterday…
February 26th, 2005 · No Comments
and i will never learn to say goodbye to yesterday.
“Are you still sick from, like, 5 weeks ago?” L’s roommate (“the other Yasmine”) exclaimed when she heard me speak a few days ago, and all I could do was shrug helplessly and nod. I remember when I came down with the flu a year ago, […]
Tags: All-Star Crackstar Squad · Glorious mundanity · Loss and laments and letting go · Suckool
i’ve been sailing around so long Okay. So th…
December 20th, 2004 · No Comments
i’ve been sailing around so long
Okay.
So the final exams are over.
And the term papers are over, too.
(The last of the latter was supposed to be 4-5 pages and turned out to be 9 or so; skillful use of 1.5-spacing instead of double-spacing, and lots of pseudo-subtle margin adjustment, did the trick, I think. Shhh, don’t […]
Tags: Salaam Namaste · Suckool
you’ve got to get yourself together I hit a mil…
December 14th, 2004 · No Comments
you’ve got to get yourself together
I hit a milestone today, kids.
That’s right – I drank the first ever cup of hot coffee in my whole entire life. Okay, so it was chocolate-flavored, but I still think that counts, especially if it took me 23 years to get to the point where I could move […]
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we don’t talk about the little things that we do w…
December 10th, 2004 · No Comments
we don’t talk about the little things that we do without/when that whole mad season comes around
Just in case you were wondering – which you probably weren’t, but I’m telling you anyway, so pay attention – this weblog may now also be accessed though www.ramblingmonologues.com.
And I am not at liberty to further elaborate on this. […]
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because i am the queen of fake updates. I decided…
October 29th, 2004 · No Comments
because i am the queen of fake updates.
I decided the other night that the SoBe NO FEAR drink is one of the better-tasting energy drinks out there. (Wouldn’t it be funny if that was the same day Yaser decided to try out the Monster drink?) And trust me, I should know, since I seemingly enjoy […]
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what the dictionary doesn’t tell you SCARY: Col…
October 22nd, 2004 · No Comments
what the dictionary doesn’t tell you
SCARY: College students who pedal through town and campus on their bicycles while jabbering away on their cell phones.
See also: stupid, suicidal, oblivious, road hazard, hella annoying
Please supply further synonyms.
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miseducation 1. I got home from school late l…
October 15th, 2004 · No Comments
miseducation
1.
I got home from school late last night, walking into the house with my new messenger bag slung diagonally from shoulder to hip. This bag rocks das Haus – it’s khaki-colored canvas, with five or six pockets just on the outside, Velcro straps and random buttons everywhere. And I love messenger bags, in case you […]
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take a sad song and make it better Okay, so if …
October 8th, 2004 · No Comments
take a sad song and make it better
Okay, so if you’re anything like me, you’re driving up to school at 7 a.m., bleary-eyed and yawning because yesterday consisted of this: driving from your hometown to Sacramento, working until the afternoon, and driving from Sacramento to your hometown to Berkeley to San Francisco to Oakland to […]
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