Merry Christmas!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

I don't really celebrate Christmas because I'm Indian. Like from India. But this year, the holidays are proving to be great. One: because my family has not really fought with each other in any major way (yet). We usually have at least one big fight which ruins much of the holidays. It's been that way for quite some time now.

This is sort of how big fights in our house work. Usually the people fighting just stop talking for a while. It's nice - there's some quite and peace and much needed time away from each other. The fights suck though. So, I am very happy this holiday season because there were no fights (knock on wood). By the way, "Gilmore Girls" is my and my sister's favorite show, which is playing in the background TV. Coincidentally, there was an argument over the TV a couple of holidays ago, so the pictorial description is very much accurate.

The best part of this Christmas is that now that we have a new and nice big house, we set up and decorated a tree AND gave presents to each other. It was GREAT because I also got some money. I love money.

So Merry Christmas everyone...once again. And have I got a gift for you:

You are welcome.

99 ways to murder chemistry: Part 1.

Don't get me wrong. I'm a biochemistry major. I love science, I love biology, I love chemistry, hence the bio-chemistry major. Get it, bio-chem?! hah. (See how school has slowly starting killing my otherwise excellent and entertaining sense of humor?)

But when you work your ass off, studying 20+ hours, and then find an exam filled with tricky and confusingly-worded questions, it makes you think how deranged chemistry is. For every question I missed for my most recent exam, a part of me died. Because I realized that they were all the "easier" questions, and if I'd been given more time or put more thought and focus, I could have gotten them right. Worst part: all my second choices for the questions I missed (it was a multiple choice exam) were actually the right answers. I could have gotten a 98% if I had gone with my second choices. And at this moment, chemistry is the worst thing that has happened to human beings. So here is my solution: kill it. And I even went a step further to provide 99 ways to kill this psychotic, happiness-stripping subject. For anyone who would want to try it:

1) Burn it.

2) Put it in a centrifuge machine without paying attention to safety measures like closing it properly. Get out of the room before turning it on.

3) Mix chemistry with antimatter. Science killing science - that's brilliant.

4) Sit on it.

5) Make a fat person sit on it.

6) Feed it a poisonous fungus.

7) Run it over with a car, bike, and scooter.

8) Put it in blender. Turn on all switches to the highest power possible.

9) Flush it down the toilet.

10) Tell Voldemort that chemistry is better than him. He'll kill chemistry for you. He'll probably kill you too, but at least you'll be a hero to future generations.

11) Put in a rocket aimed at a distant galaxy or star. Then, leave it there.

12) Dump in an orthophosphate-ridden body of water. Hah...your teachings are leading to your own demise, chemistry.

13) Eat it. Biological processes in the body are sure to destroy it.

14) Starve a couple of fat people. Put chemistry on floor in front of said fat people. Place cake a little farther away. Stand back and watch chemistry get destroyed.

15) Place inside a bomb calorimeter. Refer to #12 for snide comment.

16) Obtain a serial killer. Keep yourself out of reach of serial killer while handing him/her a knife and chemistry. Watch.

17) Shake it a lot.

18) Place next to Andrew Garfield. Chemistry will destroy itself out of shame for not being able to match the pure awesomeness of Andrew Garfield.

19) Throw into air. It will fall down inevitably, but keep doing it. The higher it is thrown, and the more often it is thrown, the sooner it will die. 

20) Put into a special container that can fuel itself and survive in extreme conditions. Send to the core of Earth. Then, prompt the container to open itself, release chemistry, and thereby eradicate chemistry.

21) Dance/jump on it for a really long time.

22) Show it a mirror. It will commit suicide after this.

23) Put it in an extremely high pressure container. 

24) Put it in a vacuum.

25) Put on floor and run a vacuum cleaner over it. 

26) Put in a pinata and present to sugar-deprived children.

27) Ask Andrew Garfield to smile at it. It'll be one of the more pleasant options. 

28) Turn into a Howler (Harry Potter reference). It will destroy itself.

29) Cover with human blood and flesh and give to zombie.

30) Connect to a paper clip. Stick the paper clip into an electric socket.

31) Hand to a woman in labor and tell her it is a stress ball.

32) Feed to a shark. 

33) Make it listen to Lady Gaga on repeat. 

Ok, I'm getting a little tired. And hungry. And I have to study for two more finals. I just took my chemistry final today. I'm sure to feel just as much hatred when I find out what grade I got on the final and for my overall class, so I will continue with the other 66 ways to murder chemistry later when I have more time.

Thank you for tuning in, and be sure to try one of these if you feel just as much disgust for this subject. Most of them cost little to nothing. Enjoy!

Sums it all up pretty well.

I think everyone will thank me for posting this - even though it's a bit redundant in content.

I think I should rename my blog "All about hot guys"

Ok, I'm not changing the name of my blog. To that at least. Because I don't want to attract only mindless teenagers to my blog. I'm hoping that this blog turns into something more than just shallow discussions on how good-looking men are, especially in Hollywood.

I'm also struggling to come up with a topic to write about. See, I'm in the midst of my first college finals week. I'm excited, because I'm a dork. I'm not too scared, because, again, I'm a dork. I think I'll do just fine, which is why is why I'm writing a blog entry right now.

A few weeks ago, I did very badly on an exam, and I was going to write about it, but then I felt it would be more appropriate to just slump on my bed and cry for an extensive amount of time. Which I did. But that's over. I will still write something offensive about that particular subject, so stay tuned if you would like to hear me vent and kill a particular subject (but it's impossible to kill a subject, you say. You've never met me. I can kill anything).

I guess I'm not really writing about much in this entry then. This is kinda sad. But I bet anyone who ever took finals can understand the slight stress I'm experiencing at the moment. I say slight because, you know, I'm so smart I don't need to be super stressed like some of the other kids.

Anyways, soon, I promise to come back with some more interesting stuff. Maybe something about Andrew Garfield, because I'm becoming majorly obsessed with him. Here's a picture of him, just so you understand why I would be obsessed with him. I guess this has kind of turned into yet another entry about a good-looking guy. What can I say. I just can't stay away from that topic.

Also, fun fact: chocolate is poisonous for dogs and other small animals. I guess now I know what to carry with me to scare dogs away.

GGGAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Edward Cullen and Robert Pattinson both equal a 0 on my hotness rating.

As I looked through my past entries, I realized that most of them were about men. Sexy men, at that. So, I decided to continue with that subject, but reveal the person I don't find so sexy: Rob Pattinson.

First, hair that says "I just woke up" and "I am high" simultaneously is not very appealing.
Second, being as pale as a ghost is also not so hot. It makes you look sickly. That is also not hot.
Third, being able to express yourself/feelings mainly in teenage lingo is annoying.

All of this goes for Kristen Stewart as well. Why these two were cast in the movies, I will never understand. I am not a movie critic. And I applaud myself on being nice, because no matter how horrible movies are, I appreciate the effort put into it by the cast and crew. But Twilight is probably the only movie that I explicitly dislike. I don't find Robert Pattinson or Kristen Stewart to be good actors. Far from it. Perhaps it's the age, perhaps not. But talking as if you are having asthma attacks is the not the same as being scared. I'm not one to say whether they put effort into their acting or not, but to me, it doesn't seem like it. And does no one else notice that the movies are made in so little time with such a small budget (seen in the horrible animation) that it seems as if the directors are only interested in the revenue that they turn out?

I think these two can are better actors. Should have cast them.

What frustrates me most about this preteen, female emotion/fantasy driven obsession is that these movies are the poorest example of what a movie is about, and yet, it's not only getting money, but fans.

Don't even get me started on the books. I think I would offend more people if I started on them. So, I'm just going to be quiet, but just so you know, Edward Cullen isn't so hot either. I think you would understand when you fall in love with a psycho, manipulative, controlling vampire. I think those are the worse kind.

Oh, yeah, that's hot.

Scabior is the sexiest Snatcher in history.

I SAW HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS AND ANYBODY WHO SAYS IT WASN'T GOOD CAN GO HIDE IN A CORNER BECAUSE STONES WILL BE THROWN AT THEM!!!!!!!!!!

Ok, so now that the announcement is over with, I can move on to the more important topic of how good the new Harry Potter movie was. I love Harry Potter. I fell in love with Daniel Radcliffe when I was 10 years old, and then my love/obsession made me check out the Harry Potter books, and then I fell in love with the books as well. J.K. Rowling has to be one of the most creative minds in this universe. She planned the books out so perfectly, so diligently that by the end of the seventh book, every question or doubt was made clear. The book is more than just a book about wizards; it has themes of forgiving and redemption, good over evil, and how friendships are forever. I think the book is wonderful on too many levels, filled with so complex characters and storylines that it leaves you pondering long after reading the very last words of the very last book. I don't think very many people can write series of books with each one topping its precedent.

And Deathly Hallows was an excellent book; and I breathed a sigh of relief when the movie turned out well. I was scared after the fifth movie, because the directors were not doing a very good job covering the important aspects of the book. I liked the Half-Blood Prince for its cinematography, but, like my sisters said, it was about nothing really, except that SPOILER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Dumbledore dies.
Okay, spoiler over.

The Deathly Hallows movie covered the basic, main points of the book. I mean, it had to be good if at the end of the movie, the first words out of my mouth were "too short" (that's what she said. haha. Excuse my childish, inappropriate humor). Also, I don't understand why bad guys, in ALL movies, are so freaking sexy. Did you see Scabior?! That guy who goes around forests searching for people to bring back to Voldemort. He is a Snatcher in the book, so that's his job -- to "snatch" people for Voldemort. He was the one with the long hair in a ponytail and the eyeliner. Almost reminded me of Johnny Depp from Pirates of the Caribbean. So. Freaking. Sexy.

I wouldn't mind being snatched by him.

Gimme him.

I want to be a polygamist.

It's probably illegal, but when it comes to Damon and Stefan Salvatore, that kind of doesn't matter.

For reference, they are brothers, no wait, vampire brothers in the TV show "The Vampire Diaries". I guess the vampire part is important to some people. They have got to be the most gorgeous, handsome undead beings out there. Even "True Blood" 's vampires do not match up to the sexy beautiful-ness of Damon and Stefan Salvatore. And zombies definitely pale in comparison. They're like puppies and kittens and rainbows and butterflies and dragonflies and babies mixed with danger.

I would marry Ian Somerhalder and Paul Wesley, the actors who play Damon and Stefan, respectively. However, they are not vampires, and so life wouldn't be as exciting and would suck (coincidental pun).

Therefore, I am appealing to Damon and Stefan, although it is totally delusional of me to propose television characters, but I did used to have an imaginary friend that resembled Chucky in hopes that I would be able to strip him of his ghoulishness and then I wouldn't be so scared of Chucky anymore. So, delusional doesn't apply to me, really.

Damon and Stefan, whoever or both of you, forget Elena. She obviously likes only Stefan, and even then, she's always stressing about her family and friends being killed. I would never say stuff like that and leave you, Stefan.

Harry Potter and the Lame, Wannabe Followers

Everyone knows that Harry Potter is mainly for people who are currently 15 years of age or older. I'm not talking in terms of appropriateness, but rather to which generation such an epic tale of a boy who has a scar and wears glasses belongs.

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GREATEST (the color change of the font implies an increasing emphasis on the word 'greatest') fan of Harry Potter to have ever lived. No, seriously. I'll duel you if you say otherwise. And I'll beat you too. 

So, anywho (I never figured out if anywho is a word), I obviously pay close attention to anything Harry Potter-related in the news or around me. And what I've increasingly noticed over the past 2 years is that Harry Potter has a growing number of fans. But the kind of fans differ from the time the first movie was released. At first, kids who liked fantasy and other geeks were the makeup of Harry Potter fans. And I can use the word geek in an unoffensive manner because I am a geek myself. In fact, I revere myself to be one of the original Harry Potter loving geeks. 

But then, the swarm of teenagers who thought it was cool to like Harry Potter because it was getting all serious and grown-up-y arrived. Cool?!! Just because you like photography and sewing and reading (which, btw, a lot of kids have started getting into for some reason. Oh, wait, it's probably because they think it's cool) does not mean you need to automatically assign yourself to the cult of Harry Potter fans because quite honestly, being artistic has nothing to do with Harry Potter.

So, this is what I think is the makeup of the Harry Potter fanbase at present: 

Sorry if you can't see it.

The only positive side to stupid, young people who cannot quite possibly understand the importance of Harry Potter is that they help turn up a lot of revenue for the movies. Those who are smart enough to attempt to read the books turn up a lot of money for J.K.Rowling.

I still don't like you if you are a ninth-grader or in a lower grade, and if I see you walking around proclaiming your love for Harry Potter, I will fight you. Because you're too young to even get Harry Potter. Bring it on foo!

Coffee: love. Starbucks: hate?

So, as a college student, I get to hear, see, and experience a bazillion amazing things. A couple of weeks ago, I sat through a lecture, watching a video, horrified at what I was seeing. It was a documentary by the title of “Black Gold: A Film About Coffee & Trade”.

1) Ethiopian coffee farmers trade in their coffee for approximately $0.03, which Starbucks then uses to convert into a $3.00 drink. And we buy these drinks, walking down the street, merrily thinking how amazing and life-saving coffee, and in extension Starbucks, is. 

2) Raising the price to just $0.05 would drastically change the lives of Ethiopian coffee farmers.

3) Starbucks, Kraft, Nestlé, Proctor and Gamble, and Sara Lee refused to be interviewed for the documentary.

These 3 points struck me the most.

Starbucks officials say that they are trying to improve this crisis by paying $1.28 for a pound of coffee. But no one knows who this money really goes to. Starbucks uses middlemen for its purchase of coffee, so it is safe to think that a very small amount of the supposed $1.28 actually reaches the coffee farmers.

Let’s do the math: a pound of coffee can make 45 8 oz. cups of coffee. By selling these at an approximate $3, Starbucks gets $135 for a pound of coffee. The coffee farmers get $1.35, according to Black Gold’s numbers, which I trust more than the general statistics Starbucks gives.

I tend to have a duality in the way I see the world and the economy. It’s a dog eat dog world. I respect people who can slash each other to get to the top. Survival of the fittest, baby. That’s the game of life. But I also see humanity and humbleness as attractive qualities. We might as well make this a better place to live, if not for us, then our future generations, right?

I decided that day that I would never drink Starbucks. Unfortunately, the only good and cheap coffee I can get is Starbucks. So, call me a hypocrite, but I still drink Starbucks. And until I manage to pay off the million dollar debt I’ll acquire from medical school, I plan to drink Starbucks, unless something even cheaper comes along.

But that doesn’t mean I’m all for the Darwinian concept of forgetting the poor and helpless. At least I can be happy that I’m buying coffee from a company that has acknowledged and is in the process of [hopefully] changing its disgraceful ways. And I’m still helping and will help the community in ways I see as progressive to mankind.

So now, I leave you to ponder whether or not you would like to support, diss, or remain ignorant of this problem.