15 things about my life

so im taking this from a friend's post (sorry Lizi...i didn't know what to blog about today):

1) i love the show Friends. i own all ten seasons, and have seen every episode at least fifteen times. i can never decide which episode is my favorite, because i love them all. i really like the one with the blackout, the one where Joey gets his eyebrows waxed, the one with the night after, the one with Chandler in a box, and the one with all the thanksgivings.

2) i can't take Rachel's side on the whole we were on a break thing. i think Ross was right. they were broken up and Rachel just had to get over everything. taking a break means breaking up. if your not getting some from one person then you should be able to get it from someone else.

3) i eat ice cream or frozen yogurt everyday. i can't live without either of them. they are soooo good. and according to some people i make a fro-yo fail. that being, a fro-yo topped with just rainbow jimmies.

4) i call sprinkles jimmies. yes, that is a Boston thing and i am from Baltimore. one time i was in a dining hall and i told the woman i wanted rainbow jimmies on my fro yo and she looked at me like i had five heads.

5) i love 90s and early 2000's music. i love Britney and Nsync and Backstreet Boys and Enrique Iglesias and SoulDecision and 98 degrees and LFO and so many others. they make me feel sooo good. and that is like my feel good music. it reminds me of my childhood.

6) i love the Muppets Christmas Carol. i don't know what it is about this movie, but i fucking love it. it's amazing. i love all the muppets the Great Gonzo is my favorite. and so is Rizzo the Rat. hahaha.

7) i am obsessed with the gym. there is nothing like running and working out. it is amazing. and i LOVE it. when i get back to NYU im gonna start training for a half marathon.

8) i am obsessed with post-its. they are the greatest invention every fucking possible. i write notes to myself all the time. sometimes i even take notes on post-it notes. they are just awesome. and the post-it highlighters are even better. soooo fucking cool. you get the highlighter and the post-it flags all together.

9) i love organizing. i think organizing is sooo important. my clothes in my closet are arranged by style and then color. its like a rainbow. it's soo greattt.

10) crayola twistables, are fucking awesome. they are the greatest thing to ever exist. i love drawing with them even though i can't draw. haha. you all prob know that from my little drawing that is on facebook.

11) i love chemistry. the only thing that is stopping me from being a chemistry major is fucking calculus two. which Brian could help me with. but damn, what if i fail. like seriously, i can't deal with more fucking math. i hate it.

12) i liked math until calculus hit me like a big yellow bus. and since calculus i have hated math. i can't stand it. im sooo bad at it. i know i got an A this time in calculus. but last time not so much. not so much at all. i had like almost failed.

13) i love painting my nails. i literally have nearly every color fucking possible. i paint my nails at least once a week. or if i don't paint them i fix the color i have on by adding another coat.

14) i love Michael Jackson. he is the greatest man to ever exist. i wrote a paper on him this past year, and i have to say, it was the best paper i have ever written. the man is sooo amazing. he went to soon but he is forever in our hearts. there will never be another like him. ever.

15) the worst thing that ever happened to me, happened when i was 17. it has been over two years since it happened, and to this day, it bugs the fuck out of me. i still have not been able to forgive that person. i really want to forgive that individual but somehow i can't bring myself to doing that. i really want some closure with it, but somehow i can't seem to find it. i think once i get that closure ill be able to move one. but idk how to get that.



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THE END

i am deeply sorry for not posting yesterday. as you all know, well those of you who follow me, i had my calculus final today, so yesterday was dedicated to calculus. and lunch with one of my girlfriends, Ilar. we went to Nordstrom Cafe like always =]. aka deliciousnesssssss.
anyhow. today was my calculus final. so fucking glad that shit over with. like seriously. fuck calc in the fucking ass. im done with that motherfucker for good. hopefully. ooo and i sold my textbook i bought on Ebay for 64 bucks to the JHU bookstore and i got back 66.75. any profit is good for me. =]. and plus i didn't have to deal with putting it up on ebay, and what not. im sorry but this post is really short. i need to get some fucking sleep. and then drink some tonight.



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fuck calculus

like seriously, im still working on my homework. and you know what the fucked up thing is...im getting almost all the questions wrong. and i have no fucking clue what im fucking doing wrong. i know you're probably thinking, well why don't you ask Brian for help. well i even did that, except i think he's either a-asleep, b-drunk, or c-something else. so he can't help me either and i am FUCKED for my quiz tomorrow. what a joy! oh and the grades for this class are gonna be majorly curved like a 90+ is an A+ and like 85-90 is an A and 79-84 is an A-. which brings me to another point. if even fucking JHU gives A+'s then why the fuck doesn't fucking NYU do that too?!?!?!?! seriously there is a HUGE difference between a med school seeing an A and then seeing an A+. so like seriously NYU think about this. and start giving students A+'s. if B+'s exist then so should A+'s.



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so pissed

today started off as a good day. you know besides going to calculus monday morning. but i did not have a hangover so it wasn't that bad. and the class itself today, was not that bad. except for getting my quizzes from last week back. i mean they weren't all bad just one of the three. and my instructor drops the two lowest quizzes. and i was pretty concerned about my grade but i remembered the dropping so i felt much relief because my next lowest quiz grade is an 88%. so i get home and what does my father ask while he's on the phone talking to someone else, "did you get any quizzes back?" and i said "yeah ill talk to you when you're done." eventually he got of the phone and i said "just remember she drops the two lowest quizzes and even if she didn't my quiz average with this quiz is a 95%." i didn't calculate my grade with the quiz being dropped because i had a quiz today, have one tomorrow, and have one on wednesday. but still he got all mad and flipped shit. and he was like "why did you do so bad?" and i said "i didn't have time to study for this quiz because i had the midterm the day i had to do the work for this one." and then he said, "you're telling me that between 1 pm [time i get home from school] and 9 am [time my class starts] you did not have time to study for your test? did you have work?" and i said "no. i wanted to take a break. i had just done the midterm and i couldn't concentrate on studying." anyhow. he is beyond pissed at me and i am beyond pissed at him. like seriously my quiz average with the fucking quiz is a fucking 95%. i never did this fucking good the first time around in calculus two fucking years ago. and my grade in the class right now, is even higher than my quiz average because quizzes are only 25% and on the midterm, which is 35% i got a fucking 100%. seriously my dad needs to fucking stop. yes i feel horrible about doing so bad, but look at the fucking bright side. its like bright as fucking hell. seroiusly! ughhh so pissed.



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today

first thing first: last night should not have happened, especially since i had to be at work at 10:30.
secondly: i am pissed as fuck at fucking Brian.
third: i feel like i am about to die.

last night as you all know i went to a party. and as all of you know i tend to drink a lot when i drink. id say i had about ten drinks in all, a few poppers, a few rum screwdrivers, and lots of vodka. and as a result drunk Priya was out and about. my friend's ipod was on shuffle and this song "Hey" by Lil Jon and 3OH!3 came on. the first time around only a select few had heard it. and we ALL loved it so much that we decided we HAD to replay it. at one point in the song Lil Jon goes, "SHOT SHOT SHOT SHOT!" and there were about forty of us at this party and when that part came on, someone came up with the fabulous idea to take four shots at that part. now no where near did we have 160 shot glasses. so SOLO CUPS. in one cup there were four shots so you could just drink four times when the "SHOT SHOT SHOT SHOT" part came on. since we were short on time, the song is only 3:45 minutes long, and we had to make forty drinks in that time i wasn't the only one mixing drinks. so one of my friends, who was making my drink decided that instead of giving me four shots to give me six. and i had already had two drinks, so more alcohol in me was really really really not needed. anyhow drunk Priya= whore Priya. although last night i was more of a make-out whore than anything else. so i stayed over at my friends house and for some reason after going to bed at four i woke up at fucking six!! and i only got fucking two fucking hours of fucking sleep. and Brian, Rebecca, and my friend's ex-boyfriend were all in my dream. it was really weird because i don't talk to the ex-boyfriend at all. like we're facebook friends and such but we never talk. i haven't talked to him in a good year and a half. at least. so i went home and then drank LOTS and LOTS and LOTS of water to get rid of that awful hangover, which worked. and then i went to the gym for a bit. normally hungover people shouldn't work out, but for me somehow it helps me get back to normal. i have no clue why that is, but it works for me so i put it to use. and then i went to work and then the mall with my mom.

Brian fucking William fucking Beisel. i am sooo fucking pissed off at him it's not even fucking funny. yesterday we were supposed to hang out and i woke up at noon, because i was hungover, although not too badly, to text him to see what time we were gonna hang, and he said he had to do something but after that. and then i told him to call me an hour before so i could get ready and stuff because i was going back to sleep. the fucker never called or texted me back and we did not hang out yesterday. i know why this is making me soo mad even though it shouldn't. i mean it's really not that big of a deal, but he should have had the decency to call or text me and say "hey i can't hang out today" or something along those lines. anyhow. im really really mad at him. i wish i wasn't so mad about it.

so i have my calculus final this week. and it is gonna kill me. like seriously. i don't get what we did last class. but i did something a little different to get the right answers to the homework. which is okay, unless she asks us to do it the certain way, which i don't get. but other than that i get it so far. but i still feel like it is going to kick my ass. first because i get test anxiety. and second because i don't want to ask Brian for help because i am soo fucking mad at him. but if i need it i'll probably just get over myself and ask him. anyway. im really freaking out about this final because i need to get an A. yes i did fine on the midterm, but the final is more about the stuff after the midterm than before. i mean i still need to know the stuff from before the midterm, but it's gonna be more about the stuff after. so i really really really need to concentrate. and not party monday, tuesday, and wednesday night. tonight i might i might not. im not quite sure how im feeling about it right now.



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almost done

im getting really fucking freaked out. this morning i woke up at five because of a dream i had. Brian fucking died in my fucking dream. goddamnit. what the fuck is going on?!?!?! like seriously?!?!?! he fucking died. what does that fucking mean? i bet it has something with what im trying to do for him but im not sure. actually im pretty sure it does. but why am i having dreams where he is fucking dying?? that is fucking ridiculous. i can't deal with this anymore.
oh and on top of all this shit, i have fucking calculus to fucking deal with. i really want an A in the class, and as of right now even if i get a 50% on the final ill end up with a B- in the class, which is not what i want. but still it's nice to know that i have something going for me. but i really need to do well on the final. because i really really really want an A. like that was my goal. and i am determined to keep it.
that's pretty much my life right now. kinda boring but it's better than it being bad, right?


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yay

sorry for the late post, but i just finished my calc homework. which by the way i have no clue what i did. anyway. today, well technically yesterday, i got my midterm back i got a 200 out of 210. but she curved it and said to divide the grade you got by 2 and that'll be the percentage. so basically i just got a 100% on my fucking midterm! woohoo. but im still gonna freak out about the final. no doubt about that. which by the way is next friday.
in other news, i talked to Rebski and Brian today. im still not sure when she is coming down, but she deffffff is coming in july. that is for fucking sure. otherwise i will go up to Philly and bring her down myself. today Brian asked about Rebski, but that is probably because i mentioned her. that's all i really have for today. now im gonna go to bed because i have been up since fucking five in the fucking morning because i couldn't go back to sleep.



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today

calculus kicked my motherfucking ass. like for reall. that midterm fucking intense. and i should be celebrating the end but that's gonna be tomorrow =]. not much else happened today. it was a pretty chill day. ooo but i did find out that me and my friend, Adrienne are gonna be part of move in day at not only the same time but the same residence hall! so i am uber uber uber excited and she's gonna make me and Brian white chocolate chip expresso brownies!!! Brian is hopefully gonna visit me then! yayyyyyyyy!!! that'll be the first time he visits me, which is kinda sad but that's okay!



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fuck calculus

so apparently i do better in calculus when im hungover. isn't that like fucking awesome. but im def not putting that to test on monday. bc that's when i have my fucking midterm for that fucking class. that's gonna be funnnn. NOT. like for reallll not. i fucking hate fucking calculus. and the instructor can't even fucking teach. its soooo bad. ughhhh fuck calculus.


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calculus

so yesterday i forgot to post. i am truly sorry. =[ but ummm my fucking calculus exam is on fucking monday. i am NOT looking forward to that. although i get everything that is going to be on it, so i guess i should be okay. but much of the next two days are going to be dedicated to calculus. so if i don't post i am really very sorry. btw going hungover to calculus, not a good idea. i mean i never thought it was smart, but the fact that i did it. well let's just say not the best idea. lady gaga's alejandro was stuck in my head all fucking day. like for real. that fucking needs to stop. i love her old stuff, you know, just dance, poker face, that stuff. i can't stand what she's turned into. and my new favorite song, say aah by Trey Songz. love it!!!



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Calculus

fuck calculus. no seriously fuck it in the ass. like for real. ughhhh i hate it so goddamn motherfucking much. it just needs to go the fuck away. yeah this is all i got for today. im soooo fucking frustrated. its like beyond fucking ridic. i can't take fucking calculus anymore. and my brain is just not functioning anymore.


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life

yesterday i meant to post something about another dream i had the night before last, which also happens to be one of my dreams from last night, but i forgot =[. first off, today i was very excited that my calculus class ended early. secondly, today at work everyone, and i mean EVERYONE loved my shoes. and my manager loved my jeans even though they weren't Loft. and another good thing i get to see Brian today! like in an hour or two. but im still having those dreams. and yesterday Rebski suggested to limit the coffee, and i feel like she guilt tripped me. so today, i only had three cups of coffee so far. that's like a major record for me!
anyway. so my dream last night and the night before last. i don't remember much of it. all i remember is Rebski, Brian, me, and a bunch of other people at a bar. and Brian and I were pressuring Rebski to drink more. and we told the bartender to add extra Bacardi to her pina coladas, which he did! it was great. she was piss fucking drunk!!!! like drunken beyond belief. and when we were going home (she lived like a block away from me) Brian had to carry her. and we decided to let her sleep in my apartment because she was so so so hammered. and that is all i remember =[.
anyway. these dreams need to stop. hopefully today they will. like seriously i really really hope so. because this is beyond ridiculous. like seriously.



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life and it's strange things

so last night i had the strangest dream ever possible. Brian was over at my house at around one or two in the morning because he wanted to talk about stuff going on in his life. and we talked for like ever; i don't remember what was going on in his life. all i remember is telling him he needs to get some fucking shit taken care off. and then at like three my parents start to roll up the drive way. and im like ill just tell them Courtney had to leave her car here. but Brian had to ruin it by not hiding, so my parents saw him and asked him why he was there. and he said in the most depressing voice ever fucking possible "i just needed some life help" or something along those lines. and then i woke up.
the scary thing about this is sometimes my dreams come true. so at 7:30 in the morning before i left for my fucking calculus class i texted Brian, "Hey i know its mad early but are okay? Im not trying to be creepy or anything, i just had the strangest dream about you last night." and he told me he was fine and work is taking over his life.
also today, calculus started =[. i really am not looking forward to this shit. like seriously, the woman teaching it can't even speak english and she's a second year graduate student. there is something wrong with that. after that i had to do some random shit around campus, parking permit, j-card, getting my textbook...you get the flow. then i came home, bought the book off of Half for $60 and not $130. and then went to Courtney's house and then to Tutti Frutti. then i went back to her house and we watched this movie based on Dragon Ball-Z, which was decent.



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summer goals

so instead of ranting about how fucking NYU STILL has not posted up all my fucking final grades, i thought id talk about my summer goals.

My Goals:

1- pass calculus with an A/A-
so this summer im taking calculus at JHU. and i've had some pretty bad experiences with it, so im hoping this summer is not a repeat of those past experiences. Brian and probably my dad will be helping me. this class will basically determine whether or not i am going to attempt to major in chemistry. i know for sure im a psychology major and i know i am at least a chemistry minor, but there's a possibility, if the class goes well, that i might also major in chemistry. it'll be hell but oh well. i like chemistry. yes im a nerd, deal with it. the reason this class decides it is because i need to take another semester of calculus to be a chemistry major

2- learn to drive a manual
when i saw Brian over winter break he told me he'd teach me to drive a stick over the summer IF i showed absolutely no signs of road rage when im with him.

3- brush up on Hindi
so i speak Hindi fluently, but i also need to be able to write just as well. and i can write and read just not very well. so Rosetta Stone here i come. in a few days...maybe a week...i don't know when but hopefully during the summer =]

4- go to nyc
this is pretty self-explanatory. i miss the city. the end.

5- party party party.
this also pretty self-explanatory. i like to party. yay.



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