The past couple weeks have been hell. This quarter has been the worst of my college experiance and the worst part is that things are not looking to get any better. I guess getting an ass kicking is what I need. Ive always been a stubborn mule and sometimes i just need a little push. But to be so busy I can barely breath is not exactly what I call a dream come true. My research demands so much time that every free minute Im at my bench, even on weekends. School is definately getting put on the backburner because of this, which means i need to take extra time to catch up. The RA thing is actually the only thing that keeps me sane, coming out of my prison (aka my room) and talking to them is a treat. Unfortunately the other side of the hall doesnt feel the same way. To them I am the "Dark Lord" and the "Smoking Nazi" This doesnt bother me, im not exactly thrilled about people who voluntarilly are trying to kill themselves and the people around them by smoking whereever they want. Im actually am kinda flattered that they would take the time to defame my posters and make up names for me since they really dont have any clue who I am nor do they try. The fact that I annoy them to the point of slander makes me feel like im getting my job done. Common curtousey and respect is all I ask of these kids and my side has this and we live in harmony(sort of) and considering that I let most of them get away with murder, i dont think its too much of a request. Oh well, I have few enemies and if the only reason they dont care for me is because Im trying to save some lungs then let them, either way, Im am enjoying clean air. : ) As for my social life, it has its ups an downs. This past weekend was an up weekend even thought I was busy. I went Salsa dancing, which I am horrible at, but it was good clean fun and the best part was the absence of creepy men. I also finally went to The Mystery Spot and found out I was a contortionist by peeing in the smallest stall I have ever seen in my life. Then there was the ultra cool Superbowl party I threw for my kids. Actually Sunday was the best day of the week. I woke up at 5:30am, jumped in a borrowed car and made my way to the beach. One of the best things in life is to sit alone on the beach with your eyes closed. Now thats heaven. Well its time to go back to hell, I have 2 lab reports due, a presentation of my research and a midterm this week, fun. Well I hope all is well with everyone, TTYL


"...we try to keep our eye on the big picture, but the picture keeps on getting bigger.."