Where the second girl said, "I know, I'm so fat, 124, can you believe it?!" Then she made a motion at her head which was indicative for shoot me.
I was just like @_@, so she's 124 and she's fat? So what am I, obese?  "Way to have body dimorphic disorder" I almost spit out in my bitter, childish and ridiculous fit brought on by inadvertently being called fat. Instead I settled for rolling my eyes. But honestly, is that what it's come to, girl's that are bordering on underweight thinking they are overweight, restricting their food intake, hurting their bodies just to look thin? I can't help but to feel like lately there has been quite a great deal of pro-ana and pro-mia sentiment, even on xanga. Countless pages that I have come across are peppered with weight measurements, detailed food journals, as well as thinspirations, which sometimes can be so graphic they make me shudder to think the poor girl posting it wants to look like the girl depicted. 
I blame alot of it on the media and high fashion, both which I love, but both perpetuate this idea that one needs to be super skinny to be pretty, which just is not true. Oh well, I hope, some day women everywhere will learn to love themselves regardless of how they look, and stop doing these terrible things to their bodies.
My inspo:

So as you can guess I'm bored (although I have no cause to be because I got mucho hw and hella lotta tests to study for >.<) So I started watching that new Scooby Doo movie "The Mystery Begins" and it sucked and did not measure up to my elitist Scooby Doo expectations so I guess I'll just blog randomly about whatever comes to mind. I like to update my xanga in spurts.

So....Went to Genghis Khan recently (still never went around to doing that review for it). It is an awesome little family-owned restaurant located in Smithtown that has really yummy Korean food. I love Korean food, especially yummy Korean food so I love Genghis Khan.
This is what we had:

It's (Bibimbap) Hot Stone Bowl!
This is how we felt after eating it:


So the other day I was surfing YouTube and came across a video with the track "Backdrifts" by Radiohead. This just happens to be one of my favorite songs on one of my favorite albums by one of my favorite bands. But it wasn't the track that left chills down my spine after watching the vid, it was the vid itself. The author had taken the track and put it into a vid about a movie called "Hard Candy" staring Ellen page. Now regardless of how one might feel about Ellen Page, the video was just so haunting I had to Google it. Needless to say, after watching this movie, I would recommend it to any and everybody.
This is where you can find the YouTube video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aP8_hUXgK_U
This is the trailer:

 
Crazy huh?
So I went shopping this week (AGAIN) and bought MORE STUFF. I'm a shopaholic I admit. it's soooo bad. But atleast I tried to buy inexpensive stuff! Being a wage slave sucks This is what I bought:
Sidney Flat Boot (in black). These were $29.99 but I got them for just $10.50 because of a one day only special.
  Black Stretch Pants. I did not buy mine from Macys because I happen to think that $99 for a pair of pants is ridiculous not to mention suicidal when it comes to my student budget. I bought mine from a new store I passed by called 2CuteNY but it doesn't seem to have a website up yet. They were about $15 dollars each. I bought two pairs as well as a pair of leggings. What's the difference you say? Believe me, there is a difference. 
I also bought a really cute slouchy hobo from Express, which set me back $53.77, but it was so beautiful I had no choice but to buy it. Too bad I don't have any pics of it >.<
Bath and Body Works! This is what I bought:
I love Cherry Blossom, just love it. It's my all time favorite fragrance.

  < Enchanted Orchid; another one of my faves by B&BW
I got all three together for about $10 only, what a bargain!
  Plus matching fragrance mists! Enchanted Orchid and Cherry Blossom Fragrance Mists for a $24 total.
Bodycology Freshwaters Body Cream for $7.99
Well that's it for now.

~ciao

Flu season has come around and with its appearance, a mass frenzy of fervid fear and paranoia as the country faces Pandemic H1N1/09. The biological crisis has caused demand for more vaccine, increase in sales for disinfectants, in particular hand sanitizers, and widespread isolation and distrust in some communities (see photo below). But really, who's to blame anyone with the enthusiastic publicization by the media, the government alerts, Obama's declarations? It's hard not to be swept up in all the panic of this season's pandemic. However I feel that some people are taking it to new and unnecessary levels.

If you sneeze or cough on the bus or train, God forbid! The passengers are ready to man their pitchforks to drive you out. Avid pork lovers have stopped eating pork, even though the term swine flu has been replaced with the more acceptable H1N1. And apparently some people have began to barricade themselves instead of facing the possibility of contracting the flu.
For example, I was in line the other day at my favorite teashop Pura Vida, when I overheard this conversation between this group of students. Apparently one of the girls was telling her friends about how her uncle was so frightened of contracting the virus from the outside world that he had literally stocked up  supplies, including face masks, respirators, and Lysol, and had been shut up in his house along with his wife, for almost two weeks! Now that's what I call taking it to extremes. Especially since, if he knew his stuff, he'd realized that germs usually spread fastest in contained areas with lack of circulation. And I'm sure two people shacked up for nearly two weeks counts as lack of circulation.
Oh well, perhaps like the black plague, this too, shall boil over and we can get back to living normal lives where the only thing we had to worry about was WMD's and Dubya mispronouncing a word.

Let's be cautious, let's be safe, but let's not take it overboard, after all piglet's getting lonely, I mean, just look at him :-\

On the etymology of pandemic: pandemic is not a combination of panic and epidemic (like some people might think) it is actually from the Greek "pandemos" which can be translated as "pertaining to all people". Pan being all, and demos being people.

So it's been a hell of a week, hell being the operative word. Program on Monday, office duty on Tuesday and Wednesday, two papers due today and finally two exams on Friday. Needless to say I'm a little stressed out and craving sleep. So after my last class I decided to take a nap. I hadn't eaten a single thing except half a corn muffin, but I was too tired to go get food. I figured I'd take a nap until a little before 3:30pm, study for my exams and then have a late lunch with James. What I didn't count on was sleeping till almost 5:30pm, missing Jimmy's call and text and therefore my boyfriend himself.
So he calls me at about 5:20ish and I'm all groggy. My clock is on the way other side of my desk so I don't see what time it is. After a few minutes I recognize his voice, just at the same time my eyes catch the blaring digital numbers on my clock. Unfortunately, he's calling to tell me that he has to go to the library and then his a cappella practice in a few minutes, so there'll be no point in my coming over. I don't know if it's the long stressful week, not eating all day, oversleeping, or the possibility of failing my two exams tomorrow but I just burst into tears. All I can blubber out is a halfhearted "okay" before I hang up. For a few minutes after I put down the phone, I'm sitting in front of my computer, tears streaming down my face, trying to figure out why the hell I am crying. Do I really miss him that much? Is it really such a big deal if I don't see him everyday? Or maybe it's just everything at once? Either way I call him up a few minutes later, tears still wet on my cheeks, and ask in a tiny voice, "Will I see you later?" He laughs into the phone at me, voice slightly breathless, probably from running to a cappella practice. "Yeah", he says like any other notion would be ridiculous.

Reads me like I come with instructions
sees through me as if I'm a paper lanturn
Sometimes when the flame inside me waivers
sets me afire
Picks up the black charred pieces
In arms holds me together
But the wind is so strong and my pieces are so fragile
This heart beats so quickly like the heart in a bird
like a bird in a cage.

I want to tell you
I don't derserve you
you don't deserve me
But you put me up
whenever you tell me
however you tell me.

Tears
teardrops
teardrops
why are you crying
you ask
please don't cry
you ask