Know what’s second best to cold & snow? Cold & rain. I just hate it when it’s just COLD. There should always be something to accompany the chill.
Know what’s second best to driving in the rain? Biking in the rain. Something about getting wet all over is relaxing and soothing to me. If only I had my iPod give the ride a soundtrack.
My love for rain is renewed each time it falls. Oh yes, I’m in love with rain.
What a terrible week. Whatev. I’ll live through it. Hopefully I can get through my 3 midterms Monday and frisbee practice.
Oh god, practice. I really hope I don’t do as crappy as I did Wednesday.
A plus for today: played some video games with Chris on our DS’s after our bio study session. I haven’t played like this since the last time with my brother… on my PS2??? Ah. I miss that lil emo boy.
Tired.
Tomorrow’s plate: human sexuality and 6 math assignments (I haven’t done any math outside of class since our last midterm… a month ago). And a little more bio.
because this is hilarious. AND butt dimples! ew. ——————————————————–
One of my frisbee coaches emailed me again today about missing practice and not going to San Diego. Urg. This is starting to really irk me; I work, and frisbee and premed it! Ok, so not exactly a valid excuse (according to her), but I find schoolwork more important than anything right now. I’d like to go to Med School, THANK YOU. Last night’s practice was horrible too; it just wasn’t my day to do well during practice… I was not happy with my performance last night. It was things I should know how to do also, like marking and Trap… but for some reason I just forgot everything! Gah. Frustrating. Probably because I missed practice last Wed and Thurs. Dammit! Sports used to me easy for me, too. After that first email, last night’s practice, and this email I’m getting closer and closer to quitting and just focusing on school. But I don’t want to because I enjoy frisbee when it’s not stressful, which it isn’t … lately.
I’ve so much to study for and I am not in the mood. The stupid emotions will be the death of me… starting NOW. Wait, it’s been forever and I still can’t breathe. Who will save me from the drowning of my lifetime? I don’t perceive a Derek Shepherd swimming along any time soon, so I will just have to wade. Can you hear me sing? Of course not; my voice is tiny and hoarse, no wonder they can’t hear me make those bubbles. I’m terrible for not touching down on others and when they find out they’re gonna kill me. Just like they killed me 4 years ago by not doing anything to help. Well, okay, not kill, but passive understanding I shouldn’t let them do. Help me, help me, I’m drowning in thoughts of being a robot.
Bot flies are very interesting. They lay their eggs on a vector host, such as a mosquito. When a mosquito lands on a mammal and inserts its proboscis into the skin to start feeding, the host’s body heat activates the eggs, and they detach from the mosquito and slide into the mammal host’s skin, usually underneath. Then the eggs incubate, hatch, and the larvae/maggots live just right under the skin of the mammal. Most of the time it looks like a whitehead (zit) because the maggots need a hole in order to obtain oxygen. One can remove the maggot by placing Vaseline or duct tape over the hole to cause the maggot to surface (because it wants to breathe), then quickly removing it with tweezers. Another way is to put a piece of meat over the maggot-hole and allow it to crawl its way into the piece of beef/pork/chicken/other meat and out of the original host’s skin.
FUN!
Here’s an awesome video of removal (warning: not for the squeamish!):
And a nice picture of an eye (Lop, this one’s for you):