When people tell me they have good news and bad news, the inevitable question that's always asked is, "Which do you want to hear first?"
My response is always, without exception, "the bad". So here goes, I'll tell you the Bad, then the Good, then the Random.
:P
THE BAD
My gums hurt! I have an inflamed spot on my gums under one tooth, here's a photo (as disgusting as it may be, at the very least I'm being informative, as that's the purpose of this here blog) :
The inflammation is really obvious, you can see it straight away on the left side of the photo there. Also, it's bleeding a tiny bit, which gets a lot worse whenever I brush my teeth. AHHHHHHHHHH MY TEETH ARE FALLING OUT.
Heh, kidding.
Well, my gums on that spot are revolting, and I'm hoping that given enough time, it'll go back to normal. I'm gonna intake as much vitamin C as possible >_>' .
This gum inflammation has made me realize that as soon as I'm working and have a stable income etc, I need to get some teeth pulled and my teeth straightened out. I think this inflammation, which is probably an infection, occurred because bacteria/microscopic bits of food got stuck between those two really crooked teeth (the one pushed really far back, and the one bulging out), which have literally zero space between them. So if something gets lodged in there, there's no way it's coming out. Some bacteria probably got stuck there and then worked their way down to my gums and attacked it. Ach. So disgusting. It hurts, itches, and is tender too! Ehhhhhh. Hopefully it doesn't develop into something ridiculous like periodontitis or... something along those lines. I'd like to keep my teeth, please and thank you. ^^
The next Bad Thing.
Some stupid kids in the building must've been drinking last night ("Thirsty Thursday", as it's called here, is party night at USC) and decided that it would be really fun to... Break some windows! Today, as a result, I got a couple of emails from USC saying, they have no idea who did it, but since this damage occurred in the New/North building (which, as an unrelated side note, is known as the party dorm), the cost to repair the windows ($1148 in total) is going to be split up amongst and charged to all of the building's residents. I mean, I suppose it's not that much per person then, probably about $20, but still, I'm not happy with the fact that everyone is having to pay for the mistake that a few stupid drunk kids made. Ah well. I have no idea who did it, and the people who did it definitely aren't going to take responsibility. Nothing I can do at this point, so I suppose ultimately it's better to just forget about it.
The third Bad Thing.
You know those two exams I studied for for three weeks?
Well, I scored less than the average score, on both of them. For Biology, just a little bit less, and for Chemistry, a lot less.
I don't know why I can't succeed. This is ridiculous. Okay, I'm not a genius, but I'm not dumb. I should be able to average a B, at least. What's going on??? Why is it that the other people here, who seem to party every night of the week, apparently are doing pretty well in school?
I get sick of this. I think at this point I won't be able to transfer anywhere either, as my GPA is too low. Maybe I'll just go back to New York and work for a year serving or something, save up some money, then go back to college at SUNY and start from the beginning all over again. And hopefully pass.
I hope I don't fail out of college this semester. I don't know how I'd move all my stuff back to New York on 17 December.
It's frustrating, because I know I shouldn't be complaining, it's no one's fault but my own that I'm not succeeding academically, but... I just feel like something is wrong. I don't even know what. Probably something to do with myself, and that's probably why I get so ridiculously frustrated. Because I should be able to change so easily, but I don't know how. Or can't. Or subconsciously don't want to? (as counter-intuitive as that sounds.)
AGH I'm going to have to stop contemplating this, I get really angry every time I start thinking about school and my performance.
*breathe*
Okay then.
Enough of the bad stuff, it's awful, now I'm in a terrible mood. Moving right along then, dear reader, let us discuss all the GOOD STUFF that's going on! :)
THE GOOD
First of all, this weekend, on Sunday, I'm going to see the Cirque du Soleil in Santa Monica! I know I've talked about this already in a previous post, but I just wanted to mention it again because I'm very, very excited for itt ^_^. I've heard so much about le Cirque, that now that I'm actually going to see it, I almost can't believe it. IT'S GOING TO BE AMAZING!!!
I will bring my camera and take photos, and post a couple on here so you can see the incredible, formidably awesome show that will take place, and what it was like. hehehehehehehe.
Next weekend, on Saturday 14 November, I'm going to another rave. I had so much fun at HARD, and it was such an amazingly excellent stress reliever, that if there's another rave for a reasonable price and I can a) find reliable transportation and b) get friends to go, I will most definitely be in attendance! The rave on 14th November is called The Fuzzy Festival; if you want to have a look at the website, it's right >>> here <<< . The line-up looks great, and it's not huge like HARD, but big enough to make for a good time; the venue fits 4000 people. HARD was 18000. I'm going with two friends who go to the California Institute of the Arts (I met them while they were visiting USC's campus), and one friend from USC. The friends from CalArts are a guy and a girl, and my friend from USC is a guy. Equal numbers are always good :) .
AHHHH FUZZY FESTIVAL WILL BE FUN AND GREAT AND AMAZING I LOVE RAVES!!!
I think what I love about raves specifically, is the music; when you're standing there and the bassline pounds relentlessly out of the speakers and through your chest, up your throat, and into your brain, it's like feeling the heartbeat of the Earth. I know that sounds kind of odd, but it's really true. At least, for me it is. So at a rave, I lose myself in the pulse of the music, and really, nothing else enters my mind while the music is playing. That must be why it's such a good stress reliever; everything gets washed from my consciousness for hours, leaving only that happy feeling you get when you haven't a trouble in the world, and can feel free to feel good.
Furthermore; I've made an appointment with the DMV, I'm finally going to get my California State ID made. Finally! So, at 14h15 on 24 November, I'm going to the DMV at 3615 South Hope Street (0.4 miles from my dorm, according to Google Maps) and filling out some forms and hopefully getting the process for creation of my ID started! Woo hoo!
However, I wonder what address I'd put on the ID? ... My dorm room? But then I'd have to get that changed at the end of the year... If I even stay here.... Heuh. Ach.
Well for now, I'll put my dorm room's address. I can always get that changed, whatever. It's not like it costs a fortune.
But ahhhhhhhhhhhh yes finally, I will have official identification that isn't my passport! I always felt a bit unsure about travelling around without any official ID whatsoever. And of course, I'm not going to carry my passport around everywhere with me. So yay for ID :) .
What else is good?
Ah yes, Jason and Ivanna have their permanent places of residence in San Diego. Ivanna saw that I had written "birthday" on my calender on 23 November, and now apparently I have to go to San Diego with them on the weekend before that, since I can't go home for my birthday. I think they're trying to get a lot of other people to go as well, but I have no idea what's going on with that. All I know is, they're being really very adorable and making plans to help me have a great birthday weekend. Sweeties. I love having friends :) . And, haha, I love Ivanna. I don't know if I mentioned that before, but I got really lucky; Ivanna's an awesome roommate, and we get along really well, she's definitely one of my better friends at USC now. So I'm thankful that I met her, and that we got put in the same room. If I'd been roomed with some of the other girls in this hall, I can tell that it would've been a miserable year for me. But Ivanna is so similar to me, that living with her is just so ridiculously easy; it's great. So she's really excited to get me down to San Diego to meet all of her friends, who she says are cool and who I would like. Hehe.
^_^
Ah, the good stuff makes me happy. Yes. And I believe that that is all for the good, at least for the moment, so now I'll move on to the Random.
THE RANDOM
Interesting background info before the story of Random:
USC thrives on three-letter acronyms. Every building has a name and a corresponding three-letter acronym that it will be referred to by. This makes for anextremely confusing first week of school, as us confused new students struggle to locate buildings whose names we try to decipher things like "RRB", "RTH", "JHH", and "NCT". The buildings in which I have class are SGM, THH, ZHS, WPH, VKC, SAL, SLH, and sometimes BOV. The funny thing is, after enough time at USC, people come to know all of these acronyms, and they roll off the tongue easily. And when you say them to another Trojan, they will understand you perfectly, and know which building exactly you're talking about.
ANYWAY. "EVK" is the three-letter acronym for "Everybody's Kitchen," the dining hall right below my Dorm building, which by the by, is called New/North. Today I was at EVK for breakfast, and one of the food options they were serving was quiche lorraine. I always think of quiche lorraine as, you know, quiche lorraine. Simple. But when I looked at the little label they attach to all of their foods, it read, "Lorraine Quiche". And I know that in English, that makes grammatical sense, but I couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculous that sounded. I mean, that sounds like a quiche that has something to do with someone named Lorraine. Maybe, made by someone called Lorraine?
... I have other ideas, but I won't mention all of them here.
Ho hum.
Oh yes and another Random, last thing before I go. I have biology lab sessions every Thursday morning, and yesterday morning we did dissections of various organisms. We dissected a perch (normal fish), a bullfrog, a lab rat, a dogfish (which is a kind of shark), and a lamprey (a parasitic leech-like fish with a skull but no backbone! How interesting, right?). It was really very fun, except it was so sad cutting up the rat. I love rats. I actually couldn't look when Brian, one of the people in my lab group, opened up the rat. It was awful. Poor rat. Why not use a mouse, eh? Why a rat??
Bah but then we get into the whole debate of why do animals of higher intelligence have more rights than those of lesser seeming cognitive ability? So I guess in the end I shouldn't have felt bad, but... still. Poor little rat. I love rats.
ANYWAY, the point of this bit was just to say, we did a lot of dissection and I had fun! I love dissections.
:D
Alright, whew, that's definitely enough for this post.
I shall blog at you again later ^^
