Sunday, March 6, 2011
Monday, February 28, 2011
Why yes, I do live at home! (The playlist which has a song with a bad word)
Another playlist of music I have found over the last few months while I've been living at home. Warning: ONE SONG DOES HAVE THE F-BOMB IN IT. Skip it please if you just can't want it!
Young Blood by The Naked & Famous
Go Do by Jonsi
The Cave by Mumford & Sons
Keep Yourself Warm by Frightened Rabbit (THE SONG WITH THE F-WORD! Avoid if you must!)
Feeling Good by Nina Simone
Marry You as sung by the Glee Cast
Run by Vampire Weekend
Just Say Yes by Snow Patrol
Lovers in Japan (Acoustic) by Coldplay
Give a LIttle Love by Noah and the Whale
Howlin' for You by The Black Keys
When I Go by Slow Club
Saeglopur by Sigur Ros
Young Blood by The Naked & Famous
Go Do by Jonsi
The Cave by Mumford & Sons
Keep Yourself Warm by Frightened Rabbit (THE SONG WITH THE F-WORD! Avoid if you must!)
Feeling Good by Nina Simone
Marry You as sung by the Glee Cast
Run by Vampire Weekend
Just Say Yes by Snow Patrol
Lovers in Japan (Acoustic) by Coldplay
Give a LIttle Love by Noah and the Whale
Howlin' for You by The Black Keys
When I Go by Slow Club
Saeglopur by Sigur Ros
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Waiting for a Year...or Whatever
I am remiss in my blog duties. I apologize to the three people who might actually follow my blog. I will try to be better about writing on a more regular basis.
As many people know, I have spent the last 8 months applying and interviewing for medical school. It's expensive, takes up tons of time, and--most important of all--it makes you CRAZY. I cannot count the hours I spent worrying and stressing myself out over interviews, personal statements, extra curricular activities, and countless other pre-med things. Just ask my roommates.
There are up days and down days. Days when you think, "Yeah! I can get in for sure." and days when you despair and, in my case, call your mom and cry for an hour.
Even though there were times when it felt like I was just jumping through application hoops, it really isn't like that. It's necessary and you want your schools to know EVERYTHING about you. But at some point in the process, you kind of want to throw up your hands and yell "Okay! I've done everything. My applications have been in for months. Just accept me or reject me PLEASE. I won't be mad if you are honest and let me know how it is. This way I can plan my life: do I have to move to Texas/Virginia/Nebraska or wherever school is OR do I have to reapply? " When a school gets back to you quickly with a rejection, it might sting, but it is nice to know that your plans can continue.
During my senior year (and more), I worked in a lab with several pre-med students. We commiserated together about the MCAT and lengthy secondary applications. All of the boys (yes, all of them were male) in my lab are qualified, dedicated individuals. Every single one has spent years working toward med school, not exactly an easy feat. Most of them are just as (if not INFINITELY more) qualified to go to medical school as I am. And yet, a few of them haven't even received an interview invite. I am, to say the least, baffled by this. One of the guys I know from my MCAT class (A.K.A. The boy who ACED the MCAT. Seriously, he kicked some serious MCAT booty) is ever waiting to hear back from schools.
It really is absolutely awful and, at times, unfair. Getting to know these people and understanding their triumphs and knowing they deserve everything they want and THEN seeing their hopes dashed...it's not fun. But it is the way it is. There are, unfortunately only so many seats to fill, and it can really bite.
All of the guys in my lab and the people in my MCAT class will be great doctors. And I'm excited for them to hear back and go to the schools they want to attend. I hope they all succeed. Because I know who I want to call when I'm sick.
As many people know, I have spent the last 8 months applying and interviewing for medical school. It's expensive, takes up tons of time, and--most important of all--it makes you CRAZY. I cannot count the hours I spent worrying and stressing myself out over interviews, personal statements, extra curricular activities, and countless other pre-med things. Just ask my roommates.
There are up days and down days. Days when you think, "Yeah! I can get in for sure." and days when you despair and, in my case, call your mom and cry for an hour.
Even though there were times when it felt like I was just jumping through application hoops, it really isn't like that. It's necessary and you want your schools to know EVERYTHING about you. But at some point in the process, you kind of want to throw up your hands and yell "Okay! I've done everything. My applications have been in for months. Just accept me or reject me PLEASE. I won't be mad if you are honest and let me know how it is. This way I can plan my life: do I have to move to Texas/Virginia/Nebraska or wherever school is OR do I have to reapply? " When a school gets back to you quickly with a rejection, it might sting, but it is nice to know that your plans can continue.
During my senior year (and more), I worked in a lab with several pre-med students. We commiserated together about the MCAT and lengthy secondary applications. All of the boys (yes, all of them were male) in my lab are qualified, dedicated individuals. Every single one has spent years working toward med school, not exactly an easy feat. Most of them are just as (if not INFINITELY more) qualified to go to medical school as I am. And yet, a few of them haven't even received an interview invite. I am, to say the least, baffled by this. One of the guys I know from my MCAT class (A.K.A. The boy who ACED the MCAT. Seriously, he kicked some serious MCAT booty) is ever waiting to hear back from schools.
It really is absolutely awful and, at times, unfair. Getting to know these people and understanding their triumphs and knowing they deserve everything they want and THEN seeing their hopes dashed...it's not fun. But it is the way it is. There are, unfortunately only so many seats to fill, and it can really bite.
All of the guys in my lab and the people in my MCAT class will be great doctors. And I'm excited for them to hear back and go to the schools they want to attend. I hope they all succeed. Because I know who I want to call when I'm sick.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Life as a Idaho born BSU hater
Disclaimer: Many people who read this know about the content of this blog already, due to my outspoken nature. And I am sorry that you must be exposed to it once more. But, I just need the world to know why I feel the way I feel. My blog is now a grounds for punishment by my fellow Idahoans. Let the pain begin.
I’m an Idahoan, born and raised. I love Idaho with every fiber of my being, what with the potatoes and great outdoors. (And no, I did not grow up on a farm. I’ve never even been to a potato farm, thank you very much.) But if there is one thing I hate, it has to be universities based in Idaho. All of them. No matter the location, school mascot, or student population, I hate it.
And for some strange reason, I have a great deep and passionate loathing for Boise State. When they won the Fiesta Bowl against Oklahoma, I was very disappointed. I wanted Adrian Peterson to throttle them. To break them and make Ian Johnson cry like a little girl. I wanted Oklahoma to take it to them in every way possible. Even now when people try to convince me that game was the greatest college football game ever played, I always manage to come up with ten games that were better. Did ANYONE watch the national championship of 2002? Overtime with Ohio State and Miami? Seriously? Or, what I consider to be the greatest game of all time: The Rose Bowl, 2005. Vince Young and the Longhorns playing Reggie Bush, Matt Leinart and the USC Trojans. That game was full of back and forths, ups and downs, and some of the most amazing football I have ever seen courtesy of Vince Young. Everything he did that night was perfect magic.
Now, please don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying the Fiesta Bowl of 2007 was not a good game. It was, in fact, an incredible game. Hook and ladder, statue of liberty, first real BCS buster (Yeah, Utah. You DON’T count)…but I still do not see it as the greatest game of all time. I’m guessing I feel this way because just thinking about Boise State makes me want to gag. I hate them enough to root for the University of Utah when the two teams play. And as a true blue, dyed in the wool BYU Cougar, that’s saying something. And the nice thing about the two of them playing is that one will lose!
I will, however, say three things that are positive about them. First, I will NEVER deny that they are a good team, as much as I may want to. They are solid defensively, offensively, and on special teams and I always have a hard time finding weaknesses. But just because they are good doesn’t mean I have to like them, just like the Yankees. Also, I think that Chris Petersen is a class act. He is well spoken and intelligent. He’s not like Lane Kiffin, the utter moron who runs USC at the moment. He coaches his boys with dedication and teaches them sportsmanship. Also, I think the fact that a so-called “mid major team” is doing so well is good news for anyone who is in a Non-AQ conference. It shows that the BCS is absolutely ridiculous and should be done away with. But now that BYU will not be in a Non-AQ conference after the season is over, I’m not that mad about it.
But those good things don’t change the fact that Boise State is everything that I hate in college football. Any foe they face, I end up pulling for the other team. Don’t ask me why or how I came to hate them. I honestly have no idea. I think back on my Boise State exposure and realize I have no legitimate reason to hate them. They have never done me any wrong. But the point is that I honestly can’t stand them.
There is only one kind of Bronco I will ever cheer for and he stands on the sideline of the BYU Cougars. I guess there’s only room for one kind of Bronco in my heart.
I’m an Idahoan, born and raised. I love Idaho with every fiber of my being, what with the potatoes and great outdoors. (And no, I did not grow up on a farm. I’ve never even been to a potato farm, thank you very much.) But if there is one thing I hate, it has to be universities based in Idaho. All of them. No matter the location, school mascot, or student population, I hate it.
And for some strange reason, I have a great deep and passionate loathing for Boise State. When they won the Fiesta Bowl against Oklahoma, I was very disappointed. I wanted Adrian Peterson to throttle them. To break them and make Ian Johnson cry like a little girl. I wanted Oklahoma to take it to them in every way possible. Even now when people try to convince me that game was the greatest college football game ever played, I always manage to come up with ten games that were better. Did ANYONE watch the national championship of 2002? Overtime with Ohio State and Miami? Seriously? Or, what I consider to be the greatest game of all time: The Rose Bowl, 2005. Vince Young and the Longhorns playing Reggie Bush, Matt Leinart and the USC Trojans. That game was full of back and forths, ups and downs, and some of the most amazing football I have ever seen courtesy of Vince Young. Everything he did that night was perfect magic.
Now, please don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying the Fiesta Bowl of 2007 was not a good game. It was, in fact, an incredible game. Hook and ladder, statue of liberty, first real BCS buster (Yeah, Utah. You DON’T count)…but I still do not see it as the greatest game of all time. I’m guessing I feel this way because just thinking about Boise State makes me want to gag. I hate them enough to root for the University of Utah when the two teams play. And as a true blue, dyed in the wool BYU Cougar, that’s saying something. And the nice thing about the two of them playing is that one will lose!
I will, however, say three things that are positive about them. First, I will NEVER deny that they are a good team, as much as I may want to. They are solid defensively, offensively, and on special teams and I always have a hard time finding weaknesses. But just because they are good doesn’t mean I have to like them, just like the Yankees. Also, I think that Chris Petersen is a class act. He is well spoken and intelligent. He’s not like Lane Kiffin, the utter moron who runs USC at the moment. He coaches his boys with dedication and teaches them sportsmanship. Also, I think the fact that a so-called “mid major team” is doing so well is good news for anyone who is in a Non-AQ conference. It shows that the BCS is absolutely ridiculous and should be done away with. But now that BYU will not be in a Non-AQ conference after the season is over, I’m not that mad about it.
But those good things don’t change the fact that Boise State is everything that I hate in college football. Any foe they face, I end up pulling for the other team. Don’t ask me why or how I came to hate them. I honestly have no idea. I think back on my Boise State exposure and realize I have no legitimate reason to hate them. They have never done me any wrong. But the point is that I honestly can’t stand them.
There is only one kind of Bronco I will ever cheer for and he stands on the sideline of the BYU Cougars. I guess there’s only room for one kind of Bronco in my heart.
Friday, September 3, 2010
It's HARRY FREAKIN' POTTER!
So, last night my roommates and I watched Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Two of my roommates had not seen it yet (missionaries...) so I ordered it on Netflix and we had a Harry Potter Pow-Wow in the basement of our little townhouse. And as we watched, one roommate had many questions about what was going on. And I, being the dork that I am, tried to provide as many answers as I could about it. And that's when I started getting all nerdy and excited about Harry Potter. I have discovered that I really could talk about it all day if I had someone to talk to about it.
This is where I need validation. Someone PLEASE tell me I am not the only Harry Potter nerd in this world!
Please keep in mind that you don't have to be a crazy nerd like I am. What it a crazy nerd? Let me explain:
When Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (the book) was released, I read it in a day. And then, my older brother, two older sisters, and I had a meeting in my room about Harry Potter and what we thought the 7th book would be like. For HOURS, we sat in my room and talked about Horcruxes and what we thought they were, how Harry, Ron, and Hermione would go about finding said horcruxes, and if Harry would die in the next book or not (still wish he had).
The day that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out in 2007, my family was up in the mountains for a family reunion. But, the fact that we were about an hour away from civilization didn't stop all of us from driving to Ogden, Utah to get our books at midnight from a local book vendor. There were 7 of us in the car and all 7 of us had a copy of our own on reserve. Fast forward two hours and visualize all 7 of us reading in various corners of the condo we were staying in. I finished at about 10 a.m. that morning. Ten hours of stress, jumping jacks, Dr. Pepper, and bliss. Problem: no one else was finished. To this day, I still have no idea how I kept the explosion of excitement inside. I had to wait until my sister Kate called me after I had taken my extra long nap to discuss it.
And then, last night I watched Harry Potter with the roomies. And I often forget how much I adore Harry, Ron, and Hermione (but mostly Ron because he's the best! I love me a ginger) but I was reminded of my love while talking with my roommates last night. But I'm not ashamed at all that I love Harry Potter because I grew up with it. Harry was 11 when I was 11 and I could completely put myself in his shoes as I read. I really wish there were something as fantastic to read now. Sure, there are popular teen and children's series out there (some better than others...i.e Hunger Games, which, if I may say, is a great series) but none of them can really stack up. None of them make me nerd out the way Harry does.
Plus, the trailer for the 7th and 8th movie is EPIC and amazing. How could you NOT get excited about Harry Freakin' Potter?!
This is where I need validation. Someone PLEASE tell me I am not the only Harry Potter nerd in this world!
Please keep in mind that you don't have to be a crazy nerd like I am. What it a crazy nerd? Let me explain:
When Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince (the book) was released, I read it in a day. And then, my older brother, two older sisters, and I had a meeting in my room about Harry Potter and what we thought the 7th book would be like. For HOURS, we sat in my room and talked about Horcruxes and what we thought they were, how Harry, Ron, and Hermione would go about finding said horcruxes, and if Harry would die in the next book or not (still wish he had).
The day that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows came out in 2007, my family was up in the mountains for a family reunion. But, the fact that we were about an hour away from civilization didn't stop all of us from driving to Ogden, Utah to get our books at midnight from a local book vendor. There were 7 of us in the car and all 7 of us had a copy of our own on reserve. Fast forward two hours and visualize all 7 of us reading in various corners of the condo we were staying in. I finished at about 10 a.m. that morning. Ten hours of stress, jumping jacks, Dr. Pepper, and bliss. Problem: no one else was finished. To this day, I still have no idea how I kept the explosion of excitement inside. I had to wait until my sister Kate called me after I had taken my extra long nap to discuss it.
And then, last night I watched Harry Potter with the roomies. And I often forget how much I adore Harry, Ron, and Hermione (but mostly Ron because he's the best! I love me a ginger) but I was reminded of my love while talking with my roommates last night. But I'm not ashamed at all that I love Harry Potter because I grew up with it. Harry was 11 when I was 11 and I could completely put myself in his shoes as I read. I really wish there were something as fantastic to read now. Sure, there are popular teen and children's series out there (some better than others...i.e Hunger Games, which, if I may say, is a great series) but none of them can really stack up. None of them make me nerd out the way Harry does.
Plus, the trailer for the 7th and 8th movie is EPIC and amazing. How could you NOT get excited about Harry Freakin' Potter?!
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