my number one special

code101 @ 2007-07-27T20:05:00

2007-07-28T01:06:08Z

As I was running around my street last night listening to the radio, I heard Fergie's "Big Girls Don't Cry," and I said to no one in particular "yes they do."

code101 @ 2007-03-13T13:18:00

2007-03-13T18:18:43Z

"Do not despise small beginnings. Start, work hard, and have faith."

code101 @ 2007-02-14T12:43:00

2007-02-14T18:50:44Z

I've been sick since forever and it feels disgusting. I can't concentrate when I feel so squeamish and I hate that.
And I can't sleep. =(

Hahah I just remembered that it's been three years since Operation:Sandbag. LOL the horror.

I'm reading the MOST AMAZING book. It's called "The Time Travel's Wife" and I love it. It makes me want to write a novel that people will ignore daily activities for, to just lay in bed by the light of a tiny lamp, and be completely absorbed by the story.
But where will I find the time? lol

I'm using all this "un-able-to-sleep-ness" to catch up on some chemistry studying so that I might ACTUALLY know what is going on in recitation today. Kudos to me for taking initiative.

I miss playing my flute.

OHHHH we almost died last night. I brought Lump to pee and looked up at the sky; it was crazy dark, but there were flashes of lightening to the south, and then suddenly it was upon us and there was wind everywhere, beating rain, I swear there was hail, and TORNADOs! My mom was freaking out. But no.. they were in Vestavia but apparently not near my apartment because even though me and Ash and Lump strained our ears listening for the "train" sound, we didn't hear one. Kindly disappointing.

Time to face the day.

code101 @ 2007-01-26T03:02:00

2007-01-26T09:16:44Z

I'm peeing right now because I'm too lazy to actually get off the computer when nature calls... and it makes me wonder how many other people have carried their computers into the bathroom with them. Hey, it's embarrassing, but I know I'm not the only schmuck out there who does it now and again. Fess up. =)

I'm off the toilet now but have settled down snuggly smooshed between my bathtub and the bathroom wall because Ash fell asleep in my bed while we were watching a movie and I don't want to wake her up with my typing. It's odd how loud a keyboard clicks, late at night, when everything is dead silent.

Another boy has come and gone in the saga that is Audrey's life. And I'm now officially faking a relationship so that people will just leave me alone. Lame. I'm aware.

Other than that, I've painted my bathroom purple, already gotten behind on my homework, and dyed my hair a little bit blonder. I'm ready to be tan, planning a trip to Cuba for spring break, and have eaten a half a bag of M&Ms in a day and a half. Despite all this, I'm still losing weight, and I've been working out pretty consistantly, which keeps my mother happy and keeps me from having to explain my eating habits. (On a side note, we made pizza for breakfast this morning!) I need to do some more research for Dr Camata (and no, Christopher Brown, I do not have "a thing" for him, as you so keenly suggested). My room is yearning for actual furniture and my soul has already hugged my body goodbye and left for Europe. Why have I chosen to take classes this summer instead of trapesing all over France? Oh, right... med school. I now have a pretty license plate on the back of my car that says "Stars fell on Alabama" and it makes me smile to be inadvertently connected to the heavens that I love so much. (BTW, you should take an hour and ready about the Coma Constellation and it's primary binary star. Perfect symetric rotation, it's amazing.)

Thoughts jumble out so weirdly at 3.10am.

And then I wonder if any from our generation will immerge and give the rest of us hope. Or a revolution. Or a name that is honorable. And how do people make the conscious decision to be public servants, anyways? And when they do, surely it must be a selfish thing. And not selfish in the meaning that we so often associate with the word, but selfish in the true sense of the word -- to make yourself happy -- in the same sense that I am choosing to become a doctor and then go volunteer in a third world country... because it gives me a greater sense of self and purpose.

I digress.

I had a piano lesson tonight. My teacher is really nice but I can tell she's sort of Afraid of me. I seem to be finding out that more and more people are afraid of me. But I still don't have my piano so I bought a keyboard from WalMart that has once again reminded me of how priviledged I am. I cannot, and outright refuse, to continue to play on that thing.. because it's HORRIBLE. And because I've been spoiled my entire life by the actual thing.

My birthday is on Sunday. I hate birthdays.

code101 @ 2007-01-12T01:51:00

2007-01-12T08:06:59Z

I want to be more FUNKY.
Too many things in my life are the way that are just because that is the way things have always been, and I've never really taken the time to notice.

Diet Pepsi late at night does not really help the sleeping process, but I had Chemistry labs that I was trying to finish and it seemed like a good idea at the time. Now I'm wide awake at 2am with no one to keep me entertained, nothing to do except learn french verbs (per l'amore de dio <<< latin), or listen to the dog who is snoring contently in my lap.
Ahh yes, and think.

Thought #1: School isn't actually hard.
What is actually hard is motivating ourselves to get up, shower, and physically attend class.
Equally as hard is the will to complete, or even start, our homework. The actual homework is not hard, and neither is the studying.. it's just the getting there that kills us.

Which.. if you think about it.. is the exact same thing as life. The end result of what we do isn't ever what actually matters anyways, but the ways and means by which we pushed ourselves to accomplish those goals. This is completely lame of me, but take, for example, the science fair projects we had to do in middle school. Did anyone ever stop and admire your own science project as much as you did (assuming you did a good job)? No. Because the real admiration that you feel in yourself is not the physical project standing in front of you, or the things that you "learned" from the scientific method, but all those pretty construction paper cutouts bedazzled with glitter that took three hours to glue *exactly* in place.
I wish college had more construction paper and glitter. Glue happens to be one of my strong suits.

I've been having a battle inside my brain lately. Yesterday, I was so quick to judge because I thought that pyschology was a worthless major. "There's nothing CONCRETE learned from pyschology," I said. "No formulas or absolutes, or anything you can prove with logic. Math or science is a much more reasonable major because... it's reasonable."
And then I stopped. And realized. What are the important things, truely? Our houses, our cars, our clothes? The concrete things that surround our lives... or the abstracts like love, friendship, and determination? Things you can't reach out and grab, but that are more real than the pythagorean theorem and Columb's Law. Maybe I'm trying to learn the concrete.. the 'for sures'.. the formulas... so that when I step out into the world, I know what I CAN control and what CANNOT be controlled, and therefore not tried to control. Afterall, we can offer ourselves and our loyalties to a person, but can we ever actually assure their friendship in return?
Is it more silly to define the undefinable (love) with the define (formulas and laws), or try to define the undefinable (love), and then use the undefinable (pyschology) to define the undefinable (again, love)?
And the sillier (yes, I understand that that is not really a word) thing is that I actually understand what I just wrote.

To bed.

code101 @ 2006-12-25T15:44:00

2006-12-25T20:44:00Z

I had lunch three times yesterday.

1. Nathaniel, Mark, and Tommy
2. Steven and Sam
3. My family

I got made fun of for hanging out with all boys.
I guess the stomach ache last night should have been expected.
But maybe it was all the food I ate at 3am from the glorious Waffle House after midnight mass.
I WENT TO MIDNIGHT MASS!
It was fun. Except Sam was like.. "I feel like we're in the middle of a play where everyone knows the lines and motions but us" and I couldn't agree more. Good thing Steven is Catholic. Hah my mommy and Dave came too.. just for kicks.

Christmas was amazing. I made my daddy so happy that he cried. We're talking...sobbing. New York here we come.

Stray dogs and milk duds

2006-12-19T08:00:32Z

I went to see a movie tonight.
The love messages I received on my phone were a good way to get me distracted from the plotline and confuse the heck out of me.

And as we left the parking lot, I saw a stray dog and quickly yelled at Rawlins to STOP THE CAR. I got out and crouched down because I was like OH CRAP. HE MIGHT HAVE RABIES. But when I didn't see any foaming of the mouth and he started licking my hand like crazy, I figured he was okay.
So I made Raw give me his Milk duds and I started feeding them to the dog. And if the chocolate kills him, bless his soul, it was a good last meal. BUT he did sit down when he wanted more! It was really cute. And then when they were all gone, he jumped up on me and tried to eat my cell phone.
I called 411 and woke my mother up at 1am to try to find the number for animal control to come pick him up so he wouldn't get run over, but I wasn't successful and my mommy told me to quite being so hyper so early in the morning. =[

He wouldn't jump in the car, so we had to let him go.
I'm sad. I miss Milk dud, the stray doggy.

Goodnight.

code101 @ 2006-12-18T02:59:00

2006-12-18T07:59:47Z

I went to an open house party thing tonight with all of my church people, got the current gossip, and then left with the two troublemakers.. as my mother so nicely put it.
Trouble makers that we are... we drove around in Fort Walton and Destin and then ate some Taco Bell. "I'm Fulllllllll." and "Let me call you Eve." turned out to be the jokes of the evening. My my, aren't we bad.
Lame.

An old friend from 7th grade randomly talked to me this evening. It's crazy how much catching up we had to do.

I'm super sleepy and I have to finish watching "March of the Penguins."

Europe has been calling my name.
Shove me on a plane, I'm ready to leave.

code101 @ 2006-12-17T17:07:00

2006-12-17T22:07:00Z

It's like my body can't sleep enough. I swear. lol

Ummmm.. the office christmas party was fun. Thank GOODNESS there wasn't a huge run in between me and Tim. I spoke three words to him and that was enough.
The entire FWBHS jazz band came, including Mr Folsom, and played for like.. an hour. That was fun too.. except sorta weird because you never expect to see all the school people at your house.
Besides that, I think that I have now officially heard enough people tell me that I am 'too skinny' to last me the rest of my life. I am still going to lose ten more pounds; people's opinions be damned.

I went to Jess and Jare's and saw baby Madelyn! She was so cute and she fell asleep on me. I will be a good mommy one day.... in the far FAR future.
I also saw Chris and Rachel! Yay! I love them even though we only talked for like ten minutes because I wanted to catch the thousand dollars worth of fireworks that my father bought to shoot off. I'm glad that someone I know has the sense to wait until they are officially good and ready and settled in to have fifteen children. Or maybe I'm just all for it because it's what my parents did (minus twelve.)

I need to go Christmas shopping but.. #1: I'm broke. And #2: I have NO CLUE what to buy. This conundrum can wait another day though.. because I have an ear infection and yucky in my throat and I'm wayyyyy to lazy to get dressed and fight the crowds.

I want to play in the snow.
My mommy asked me if I would drive up to Canada with her for Christmas eve, and I just might. Midnight mass up there is too pretty to miss. And I hear it's like 10 below right now. Hahahah time to break out those Kanuks.

I'm sad today.
And I don't really have a reason why.

Grrrr.. and I have a pimple. =[

I've started the 6th Harry Potter book again, and I think I shall let it claim my life for the next couple of days. It's fun to sit and read and disappear and have no responsibilities and no homework!

Another check mark on the ToDO list.

2006-12-14T21:35:16Z

I'm sitting in the school parking lot, where the wifi still reaches me, basking in the warm sun and waiting for Ashlie to finish her Chemistry exam. I've finally taken all of my semester exams and all I can say is.... turn off the lights, I'm ready to catch up on all that missed sleep.
But UNFORTUNATELY (and nto so unfortunately), I'm driving home tonight.. so sleep shall have to wait as I pack my bags, grab my little devil dog, and journey home. Too bad my room in Florida is under construction and I have no where to actually CALL my bed.. but that's cool... any surface softer than rock should do. =]

The last couple of days have been uneventful.. minus the daily scrounge through the kitchen to see if I can find anything to eat.
Studying, library, trips to the lawn to make the doggy pee, eating chocolate and Nesquik, being stressed... lol it's not really been that bad. Plus, I found out that I made an A!!!! in CalcII. I was TRES excited. (that's for you ash.)

AHHH ASH IS HERE.
Gotta go!

LOVES!

code101 @ 2006-12-10T04:25:00

2006-12-10T09:25:59Z

Me and Ashlie are still awake at 3:22am doing math homework. Never, ever procrastinate.

I was thinking tonight, and I like my last name. It's unusual but easy to spell and say and... I don't know. What am I going to do when I get married? I don't want to get rid of my last name.. it's like fitting in my mommy's lap or my dog dying or letting everyone else take the responsibilities for once... just another one of those things that I have to lose to fulfill my duties of "growing up."

I now own a piano.
Thanks to all that is divine I can play again.

(And oh yes. I traveled to Jasper, AL two nights ago and bought the most adorable Chihuahua for my daddy because he begged for one. Her name is Yoda and she is wonderful.)

code101 @ 2006-12-08T12:16:00

2006-12-08T17:16:16Z

Yesterday morning I was sitting on the couch minding my own business, and Ashlie was in the kitchen making chocolate milk, when our apartment door flew open and a cop stuck his head inside our house. I was so shocked that a stranger burst into our living space that it took me a full 7 seconds to respond to his "Is everyone all right here?"
Yes, we're fine. And the Nesquik is good, too.
It was INCREDIBLY random.

WE PAINTED THE LIVING ROOM! Ahhhh finally. Color. It looks amazing. For real!

My parents are journeying up here today. My dad is obsessed with my dog, so he's coming to buy one... and my mom wants to visit because she misses me. I'll need to go buy them some groceries, but it should be a fun weekend. Especially now that our apartment looks pretty!

Other than that... I've realized that my math teacher has the hardest time saying the word "twelve."
The saying "The wind bites like a knife" is not, in fact, a saying.
And it's never a good idea to laugh so hard you almost pee, while singing the Jungle book song, while driving 45 on a highway whose limit is 80, while swerving in and out of the lane. And doing the Michael Jackson probably isn't a very good way to STOP that swerving.

Oh my. Christmas shopping. What am I going to do?
OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! And as a last note... I met with this amazing professor/researcher guy and he's going to let me study under him this coming semester and I get to work with radioactive biomaterial and a 1000 degree laser to grow synthetic bone. How p.i.m.p. am I?

code101 @ 2006-11-30T01:49:00

2006-11-30T06:49:29Z

Two finals down, four more to go.
I studied from about 8pm to 5:30 am yesterday/this morning; short breaks of course.. and I made pseudoChinese food in there somewhere too.

My hand was super jittery this morning - I had to erase the first answer on my test about three times, cursed my Parkinson's.. and then figured out that my pencil lead-gripper thingy was broken and the lead was at fault.

Me and Ashlie went to buy furniture for our apartment today, but the mission wasn't successful. The black people (no offense) here are crazy because they wanted like a thousand dollars for a kitchen table. I spent the rest of my evening about 4 inches from our TV because I think that my brain has literally died, and browsing ikea.com while I listened to Beauty and the Geek was the most neural function that I could manage.
That and giving my finger to the dog to chew on, of course.

I want a Christmas tree.
Our apartment might actually smell good if we had one.

Ashlie attempted to take passport photos (in my bathroom of all places) and apparently I look Lebanese when I hold my chin at a 15 degree angle.
I ended up modeling silly poses while Ashlie yelled "Stop!" and "Are you sure you want to be immortalized on your passport with green stripes on your shirt?"

I wish that I got cool mail in the mail (hahahahahah. wow i'm tired.)
Anyone wish to send me a letter? Hate mail? A magazine subscription from GQ?

Mrs. Johnny Raincloud
3000 Morgan Court APT 201
Vestavia Hills, AL
35216

JD has officially been retired.
Ashlie couldn't be happier.
Rawlins doesn't give his opinions but I know he's smiling on the inside and calculating just how much more of our food he'll be able to consume now that he doesn't have the competition.
Lumpy doesn't care one way or the other, but Ash likes to play ventriliquist and mimic Lump's overjoy-ed-ness.
Audrey... is much more free.
[and ashlie would like the world to know that Scott has been retired, also. no more vulgar statements and uncomfortable silences... and no more avoiding him. yay.]
We decided no more short boys at all. They just don't have good karma. They just want sex.
above statements curtesy of "Miss I-poop-more-often-than-you-do" aka THE ASH

Bedtime, before I cause you to suffer any longer.

code101 @ 2006-11-29T05:00:00

2006-11-29T10:00:34Z

Chris Brown, it was lovely to see you last weekend.

Anthony Elfrez... don't make plans for spring break. Care to come with me to Germany?

Stephaine my darling, give Kira plenty of kisses and cheetos from me.

Ashlie.. just a nap, eh?

code101 @ 2006-11-09T02:49:00

2006-11-09T07:49:42Z

I went to the grocery store today.
I need to lose four pounds within the week to hit the proverbial “dollar sign,” as my dad likes to code the achievement, and I will weigh the least that I ever have in my entire adult life.
Therefore, I need to shock my body. It is far too used to my routine. No sugar, dairy, or wheat for the next seven days.
Back to my original statement: I went to the grocery store today.
For about three seconds I was completely disoriented because I expected the arrangement of the food stuffs to be an exact replica of our local market back home, and I could not make my mind adapt to the foreign environment that was the produce aisle.

Apples. Check. Pears. Check. 4 pounds (okay maybe I’m exaggerating) of green beans. Check. Pre-cut and washed romaine lettuce (I hate washing that cumbersome cutting board). Check.

With the chores out of the way, I was free to wonder the endless rows of products that WalMart chooses to stock in their store. Throw a Glade plug-ins thing into the basket. Spring rain is a nice scent, right? Maybe some of that crazy shaving gel stuff where you have a plastic razor and you leave it on your legs for 3953 minutes. Should we buy the fake 7 foot Christmas tree that already has all the lights build in? Nah, not this time. Plus… those lights are colored and we want the one with the clear.

Which brought me to the dog aisle.. I actually was somewhere over in milk and cereal and there was a rather larger 20-something year old man with double pierced ears and an iPod who politely said Excuse me to Ashlie because she was blocking his cart. Thank goodness for his cart, because when I looked down at it to yank on Ashlie’s arm and remove the large obstruction that is her body, I spied an enormous bag of dog food. I don’t mind asking double pierced men for directions, so I was quickly pointed to the far diagonal corner of the store.

Ahh… the last item on my list.
Why is it that when standing in front of the “Self Check Out” machine, I quickly and uninterestedly scan every item but one? A now routine remembrance of the environment makes me cram as many items as I can into two plastic bags, reciting trivial pollution concentrations and landfill capacities in my mind as I try not to waste plastic. But there is one item that does not go into a bag; not only is it too big and bulky to play nice with the other purchases, but this one holds a special spot in my life as well.
As Ashlie signs the electronic receipt, I nonchalantly place the two blue plastic bags on my wrist, and with the other hand, I sweep up and display my special purchase on my hip, Namebrand facing outward.

This is my first bag of dog food.
The five pound mass of kibble that I balance proudly on my hip for all of the world to see.
Proudly, for it says one very important thing about me.
It says I’m a different woman today.
I’m new.
And responsible.
And I don’t care only about myself anymore because I can’t.
I have someone who needs me.
Who depends on me.
Who loves me.

As I walk out the automatic sliding doors, this one purchase says all that by telling the smiling Walmart greeter and anyone who cares to notice one simple thing:

I have a puppy.

code101 @ 2006-11-05T12:55:00

2006-11-05T17:55:32Z

It seems that an update is long overdue.
Life, as always, continues. Somedays are better than others... the days where I feel well rested, and my homework is neatly finished, and I don't have any tests to worry about... but the entire package of goods and bads is what I want -- the entire things is life .
In the boy department, I've moved on again.
It seems that no one can capture my interest for more than two months at a time. Then again, after this whole experience, I'm okay with that... because I was talking to my downstairs neighbor (this really nice old man with crazy skin disease).. and he said that until I'm ready to settle down, I shouldn't waste my energy on things that will lead no where. I completely agree.
My car broke down on Thursday night. Thursday night last month . So I have been without a car for over a week now, and I have to wait for BMW to make me a part that is specific to my car, and then ship it from Germany. LOVE those foreign cars. But dear Ashlie has been graceous enough to let me use her car whenever I need to go to school, and I've been secretly pumping gas into her car, so we make due.

I'm becoming such a mom. The other day I taught my dog a new trick, made cookies from scratched, cleaned both my room and bathroom, did some laundry, and GARDENED. How weird.. I know. But I've been tending to a few scraggly plants that make me proud, and it's theraputic to go out onto my porch and see that they are still doing well. Plants add a feeling of being alive or something indiscribable to the apartment... it just comforts me and makes me feel more at home. Plus, it really is fun to fill up the water can and pour water all over the place...

Shopping trip to the grocery store a couple of days ago and I have only three things to say.
1. Don't send us when we're hungry, we only buy crap food.
2. It feels very fun that the people there recognize me and always marvel over my hair.
3. I like buying Thanksgiving meals for homeless shelters. It's something so little that can mean so much.

My parents are going to Canada on Wednesday. Something about selling the house and.. having the city approve our zoning or something. I want to go. =[
I'm ready to tromp through the snow again.

Chocolate milk (the Nesquik version) has become an addiction. Why do I always find it necessary to mention food?

Next weekend me, Ashlie, and Laura are taking a road trip to North Carolina to hang out in the smokey mountains and play in all the colorful leaves. Memories in the making -- a photo-op from heaven.

In other news, my walls are FAR too bare and after a quick clean up job, I think that I shall plop myself down on my bedroom floor and go about creating masterpieces to plaster my room.
White, pure, and clean is the best starting point, but it should never be the end result.
Leave a legacy.

Other than that, I read something today that I want to share.
You read a book, and fall in love, and are sad and lonely when you read the final word and close the cover; but it's boggling how much you forget about the story once the book has been slipped back onto your bookcase for a couple of weeks.
The Fountainhead was seriously an amazing book, but as all things change with time, I've forgotten how wonderful it is since I read it over two years ago.
Thankfully, this morning a read a passage of a different book that mentioned the fountainhead and something amazing that the main character said. He was talking to his buddy.. and they were talking about the subject of sacrificing yourself for the people you loved... and he said
"I would certainly die for you. But I could never live for you."
And I loved it.
Because it's true -- we all must live for ourselves. It's wonderful to put other people first, and think about the needs of others, but in the end you have to live your life, and stop always trying to make other people happy. Experience, fall in love with who you are and what you have, and be happy. As someone wise once said

"Do not save all of your better days for tomorrow. Why not have one right now?"

code101 @ 2006-10-25T09:25:00

2006-10-25T14:27:03Z

John David bought me a dog.
Her name is Lump (for now). :)

I'm reckless. Really I am.

2006-10-15T05:06:46Z

Things around here have been INSANE lately.
Laura came to visit last weekend and that was three days of pure fun. Minus the last hour of the last night when I had to study and her and Ash were sad that I had to switch into "serious audrey" mode.

And still... all I want to write about in my blog is how much I want some chocolate and some cake right now.

I said something tonight and I said it jokingly but once I thought about it and read it some more.. I realized how true it was. "I'm reckless. I really am... with people, with my things... just in general." Why do I get bored with things so fast?
Why am I desperately addicted to change?

code101 @ 2006-10-02T07:11:00

2006-10-02T12:55:23Z

It certainly is awfully early in the morning.
The yawns are shaking my entire body and my eyes seem determined to stay moist with that-light-is-FAR-too-bright-tears.
What insane person up in administration believed that college kids would actually ENJOY 8am class?

I want to sit on the couch all day and watch Star Wars.
I wish that someone would pick out my clothes so that I didn't have to start facing the day yet.
I wish chocolate was calorie free and periods only happened twice a lifetime.

Ah, well... let me put on a spritz of "AxeforWomen" (aka Dior Cherie) and breeze out the front door. There is fungus to learn about and biology is calling my name.

code101 @ 2006-09-27T02:02:00

2006-09-27T07:03:06Z

I'm in the Destin Log today. Wednesday, September the 27th. Year 2006.
Che-check it out.

code101 @ 2006-09-22T17:39:00

2006-09-22T22:40:37Z

Yesterday afternoon I had a dog.
His name was General Stonewall Jackson and he was an adorable, ugly dog.

This morning he got given away.
It's mind-boggling how fast things change.

Me and Ashlie have been depressed since 9am.

code101 @ 2006-09-17T02:06:00

2006-09-17T07:29:43Z

It happens to be 2am, and I happen to be having a conversation about the entire world hating my friend (including Joseph Stalin and Lance Armstrong), and studying for my biology exam on Wednesday.
I'm going to church in the morning and I shall be... in a word... "fatigued."

I have learned two things tonight.
#1. I now know how Viagra works. Call me a sick-o, call me Ted Bundy, I don't care; my biology book explained the process on page 791.
#2. I now know how they make seedless grapes, or seedless tomatoes, or seedless anything.

...(and this is where I take it upon myself to explain because
information is just too fascinating to keep to oneself.
[nerd]
Auxin, a plant hormone, promotes the growth of fruit in plants.
When there are a lack of pollinators (such as in a greenhouse) the seed set often yields poorly developed fruits. This is because pollen contains extra auxin to induce fruit growth during double fertilization [plant mating], and without pollinators, pollen is not distributed, and auxin not spread around.
In order to make seedless tomatoes,
horticulturists, or farmers I guess,
take a SYNTHETIC auxin and spray it on the tomato vines in order to
stimulate fruit development
WITHOUT actual pollination.
This makes it possible to grow seedless tomatoes by substituting synthetic auxin for the auxin normally synthesized by the developing seeds.)

no pollination = no seeds
auxin = fruit

Cool, hmm?

Just a tidbit for anyone who likes coconuts.
Coconut milk is the liquid endosperm of the coconut's giant seed.

Enough science.
I'm going to bed.

We'll save the cytokinins for another day.
Ah, yes. And tonight while my mother and I were cooking dinner, just brought out some ginger and I cut up and disected the entire thing so I could show her the different parts of the root and distinguishing features of both the monocot plant ginger, and it's symbiotic relationship with the fungal partner, mychorrizae.
If that's not getting your money out of college, shoot me now because I'm working way too hard.

(and Lauren Angle, honey, just in case you still read this... at the beginning of my explanation, I had only put two [2] dots leading into my sentence [like so ..] and then I recalled your vehement hatred for the modified ellipses and I changed it to three [3]. yay!)

Galaxy Brigade!!!

2006-09-15T09:31:55Z

I wish I was in Star Wars. I've been thinking about Darth Vadar all day long and I only have a few words to say about it... He's the man.

code101 @ 2006-09-14T10:50:00

2006-09-14T16:05:29Z

This morning I am very sleepy.
I COME HOME TOMORROW!! Just for the weekend, but it's homecoming, so that should be fun.

Six Flags and the Walk for Lupis next weekend... I hope I can fit it all in.
And then the weekend after that it's off to Missouri (hopefully) for a wedding.

Me and Ashlie ordered dresses from Forever21 because they're really cute and they were only $20 bucks a piece... and we got the box of them two days ago. Which I didn't open, but instead transported to the library at school so that Ash could have the pleasure of opening them. I cannot BELIEVE that they fit six dresses into such a tiny box. Against the laws of physics... hahaha and I would know because I'm studying physics. The dresses are fun though... except mine is too short... so I'm going to have to take care of that.

OMG I went to Hobby Lobby on Sunday to buy picture frames and beads. Of course I ended up randomly weaving through all the aisles, seeing what that wonderful warehouse of felt squares and glue sticks had to offer. WE FOUND THE DOLL HOUSE AISLE!! Those houses were so details, one piece of furniture for $15 bucks... no problem! Especially since each house only has 13 rooms. But if I ever have a kid, she's getting one, because I never did. And heck fire, if my son asks me for one, I'll probably buy it, play "house" with him, and contribute to his overall gayness factor.
I can't help myself! The drawers on the bureau actually come out!

I want to go on TLC's "What Not To Wear."

code101 @ 2006-09-11T15:37:00

2006-09-11T20:43:49Z

I'm sorry, Christopher Brown, that I haven't updated in quite some time.

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I'm at school. Love of my life.
In the computer lab trying to get help with CalcII because my teacher doesn't speak English.... except that they put computers in here and I'm already distracted by them. Why would they do that? Shouldn't they know that we, as students who would rather be doing anything else in the world besides study, would waste our time on the internet?

I really do love living here.
My mother called last night and I confessed that I'm not home sick at all... which is weird, because I hated school so much the first time.

We made chicken fried rice last night.
Who puts eggs with rice and chicken and vegetables?
We do, darn it.
LOL and it was weird.

I fear that my fingernails are going to be black until the end of time. I've tried astrigent, alcohol, soapy water, finger nail polish remover and a toothbrush to scrub.... nothing helps.
And I had stopped biting them too =[

In other news, I'm Walking for Lupis next weekend.
That should be fun!

Hahaha and I went to buy a puppy yesterday, but once again, got lost and gave up. GPS... you are amazing.

My hair is already lighter and I'm sad.
Everyone complains that I don't eat enough.
My check engine light is on and I don't have the time to bring it in (because it's kind of important for me to have my car.)

I have only 2 more hours to learn an entire year of Calculus over again. Blah...

LOL Oh man. I talked to Mike R last night and it was weird.

I'm rambling so I'll leave you in peace now.
WISH ME LUCK!!