<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:42:08.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suchie's Clear Spot</title><subtitle type='html'>To be specific, this blog is about...me.;) </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-5301540211124248589</id><published>2008-08-13T20:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:30:10.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Now for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8RDnszsi3wM/SKOW2xBF8CI/AAAAAAAAACU/bvF-r7EUoOc/s1600-h/116875830_efd7b020c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8RDnszsi3wM/SKOW2xBF8CI/AAAAAAAAACU/bvF-r7EUoOc/s320/116875830_efd7b020c2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234193059549671458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
So I'm starting med school now, and orientation has been pretty hectic. i'm having lots of mixed feelings. the most abundant feeling i've been having is one of loss. 2008 has thus far been a year of loss for me and those close to me, mostly of important things, like people and places, but also some other shallow things, like the comfort zone/cushion of undergrad.whatever it is, the feeling's compounding and feels awful. i think the only way to stop this cycle of loss is to start fresh. i can't be who i was in undergrad (awkward slacker) and still expect to do well in school. i need to work as hard as possible from now on, and be confident, at least in my interactions with people, if not much else. i have to focus. so i'm getting rid of some things in my life, and i think this blog is going to be one of them. it's not like i've been doing anything with it anyway.it's horrible.&lt;br&gt;
 i will say that i do have a glimmer of hope- that i may actually possibly have a chance of doing something useful with my life. and that possibility makes up for a lot of what's been keeping me down this year. i want to leave with some last recommendations.
Music-
Check out Johnny Flynn and the Sussex Wits. Really clever and much different from everything else i've been listening to lately.&lt;br&gt;
I'm not sure if they are mentioned elsewhere in the blog but- EDITORS, EDITORS, EDITORS. i didn't give them a fair chance and refused to jump on the bandwagon when they were a buzz band back in 2005.i found the 'munich' video quite strange, in fact. but in 2006 i saw them on jools holland, back when we first got hdtv. i was mesmerized by the band playing 'bullets' and that song still affects me every time i hear it. it's like a release for me. when i was in australia, i won a signed poster and new album, thanks to an explanation of why i love that song so much.&lt;br&gt;
TV-
The Mighty Boosh. I was definitely ahead of the curve on this one, at least for an american. bbc america (which i don't receive) only started showing it maybe in 2007, and i never met a soul before then who had even heard of it.brilliant and makes me laugh even when i am not actually watching it, just at random times, remembering something goofy from the show. i made sure to buy the 2 seasons that were out when i was in oz, since they still aren't in region 1 dvd. my laptop dvd player is still set to region 2, 8 months after returning home, just so i can watch boosh.i'm trying to figure out how to get the 3rd season dvd for my birthday.if you don't understand or like the boosh, you probably wouldn't get me either and it would be best to cut off all ties now. just kidding ;). not really though.&lt;br&gt;
ok, bye blogger world, for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-5301540211124248589?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5301540211124248589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=5301540211124248589' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/5301540211124248589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/5301540211124248589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-for-me.html' title='Now for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8RDnszsi3wM/SKOW2xBF8CI/AAAAAAAAACU/bvF-r7EUoOc/s72-c/116875830_efd7b020c2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-5450753375424626391</id><published>2007-09-22T08:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T08:29:55.214-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I finally got internet at my apartment here in Oz. But it's severely limiting. Like 15 GB a month shared between 5 people. I used to use 3GB a day at school. and unlimited at home. dang it. but anyways, I've decided not to use blogger to post about Australia cuz it lacks a certain privacy and i wouldn't be able to post all the pics and stories i wanted to. I am using another site, so if anyone wants to view it, just ask me for the address. I still log onto this blog once in awhile, as well as myspace. and facebook everyday almost. Recommendations...well, i saw superbad last night. it was pretty funny, but I mostly enjoyed the friendship between the 2 main characters. I wish I could have that.if I was still in the states, I probably would have recommended Hot Rod. just based on the fact that it is all Lonely Islanders. But I haven't seen it cuz it doesn't come out here till October something. and movies are expensive as crap here. i don;t ever pay to see movies in chicago either. only blockbuster ones, like Harry potter or Pirates. everything else is free screening :). ok i g2g get some fruit to eat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-5450753375424626391?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5450753375424626391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=5450753375424626391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/5450753375424626391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/5450753375424626391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/09/internet-for-me.html' title='Internet for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-9068889950992260280</id><published>2007-07-03T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T02:07:23.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So I should be packing as I type this. I've gathered up most of what I'm taking, just haven't organized it in any decent way. I've made another blog just for my trip, because I think my experiences will be completely different from what I normally write about on this blog (complaints, recommendations, etc.). It'll be mostly stories, photos, videos. I wish I could have a better template but I know next to nothing about coding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hope it all turns out well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The address is:

&lt;a href="http://www.suchiesaussiespot.com/"&gt;http://www.suchiesaussiespot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.suchiesaussiespot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So my last recommendation for awhile, at least non-Oz related, will be the band &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.myspace.com/goodbooks"&gt;GoodBooks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I have no clue how I found out about them. I'm pretty sure I just stumbled onto their myspace. They are on a major label and from the UK (as my recoms usually are). They seem pretty young, and they sound different from what I normally listen to, more experimental/retro? I don't know, but I do know that once I gave them a chance and listened to "Leni" a few times, I couldn't get it out of my head. That was a few months ago. Since then "The Illness" and "Walk with Me" have also become faves. And "Turn It Back" especially. I hope they come to Aus this semester or to Chicago next semester, but I reckon they haven't toured anywhere near me yet, so more waiting. Some of my favorite bands of all time (like Travis, who stopped touring years ago, right before I moved to the city) are playing in Chicago this summer and fall. Crap. I guess I was bound to miss some good concerts while I was gone. Ok, back to GoodBooks. They're excellent. Songs are 3.6-3.85 on the catchie-riffic scale. Hope you enjoy, and I'll write a post from Australia soon. Till then, G'day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-9068889950992260280?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/9068889950992260280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=9068889950992260280' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/9068889950992260280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/9068889950992260280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/07/leaving-for-me.html' title='Leaving for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-231044043710818311</id><published>2007-06-27T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:33:29.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know much about astrology (or astronomy for that matter), and I tend to be as pragmatic as they come, but while flipping through the TV Guide which covers the next 2 weeks, I happened to glance upon my horoscope, Virgo. Now, the majority of horoscopes I have read have all said the same sort of things, about doing well at work, or finding a new flame. They don't sound right to begin with, so of course,these things don't happen, not to me, in the last 20 years anyway. But the one in the TV Guide, well, it kind of does apply. At least I think it will. Here goes [with my commentary in brackets]-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Virgo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You may not be the most adventurous member of the zodiac [I'm not, but this bit could apply to anybody],&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; but for the next few weeks you'll be remarkably daring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;[This part MAY actually be true. In 2 ways. First, it's remarkably daring, for boring old  cornfield me, to do this whole study abroad thing on my own. Second, what I plan on doing once I get there could also be interpreted as daring, at least for me. Bungee-jumping. Or I never in a million years thought I would snorkel or scuba, cuz, well, fish freak me out. Those mouths and scales, yuck. I've had plenty of opportunities (Bahamas, Hawaii, Fanning Island,Cali) but never even considered doing it because I'm chicken. But it's going to be offered at my upcoming Oz orientation, at the Great Barrier Reef, and I've slowly been working up the courage to take the leap, literally. I've been watching lots of nature and travel shows with diving involved. Sure, the sharks leaping out of water to eat seals aren't helping to calm me, but I'm accepting that this is something that will push my boundaries and change me and I cannot pass it up, so I'm actually planning on doing it. eek!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;According to the planets, your fortune lies in a faraway place. &lt;br&gt;[Now, this part is a bit freaky. What are the chances they knew I would be daring... in a faraway place? I could just as well be daring in the cornfields. And fortune? As in money? or will I find real happiness, a much better fortune to have, in my opinion. So yeah, this part caught my attention]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If you go there, you may not come back.&lt;br&gt; [Since they used 'may', I'm not too worried about this part coming true. My ticket is booked. But if it was true, in what capacity would I not come back? Would I just die over there, or would I, like, defy my parents and refuse to ever come back to the States (the defying would probably be scarier than death hehe). I had better have one hell of a time, to not come back home. I'm counting on it ;) ]
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-231044043710818311?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/231044043710818311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=231044043710818311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/231044043710818311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/231044043710818311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/06/horoscope-for-me.html' title='Horoscope for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-3044757461747833109</id><published>2007-06-12T09:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T20:19:29.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveying for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yea, wendela's back!! Sort of... ;) . So I will do her Hump Day survey a day early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Where were you an hour ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sleeping on the couch in the family room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Who will be your next kiss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A stuffed animal? Maybe my family at the airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. What kind of deodorant do you use?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm in between a definitive brand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. When was the last time you went out of the state?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last summer to SF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nope, but i just rented the original Hills Have Eyes and Underworld Evolution. Both were just OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think a Mt. Dew last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. What are you wearing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pajamas Pants and a T-shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. What was your last purchase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I bought chicken, eggs, and yogurt for my older sister to make tandoori (i don't eat meat though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;10. Last food you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A piece of my little sister's graduation cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;11. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;While I was driving (scary),  to my little sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;13. Do you have a pet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No, unless you count the rabbits or chipmunks in our yard, whom we sometimes feed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;14. What's the last sporting event you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The beginning of the Men's French Open final. Damn you Nadal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;15.What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;16. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think India, even though it would make me very sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;17. What is the last thing you purchased online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tried to get contacts but they said I needed a new prescription. Like I can addicted to contact lenses. Extremely annoying. But I did successfully help my little sister get an mp3 player (iRiver Clix) for her graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;18. One thing you hate about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Just one? Well, right now I hate that I did not talk to (ie stalk) my professors enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;19. What's your favorite soup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess some sort of Broccolli/Cheese combo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;20. Who do you love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Family. God? But I think those are kind of innate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;21. Last play you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I think 'The Cripple of Inishmaan,' at my college, freshman year (hello, extra credit). It was very funny though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;22. What are your plans for the day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chores, Errands, Bug Extermination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;23. Ever go to camp?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Does strings camp count? It was at a college, not the woods. We stayed in dorms instead of cabins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;24. What do you want to know about the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I guess knowing exactly what I should or should not do, in order to succeed, would be quite helpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;25. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Not at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;26. Where are your best friends located?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Wish I knew... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;27. Do you have a tan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm dark-pigmented in general. But the sun does make me darker still,  even though I don't want to tan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;28. How soon do you want to have kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm still trying to decide, minus the 'how soon' part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;29. Last person who made you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;30. Do you have any tattoos or piercings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One piercing per ear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;31. How do you like your soda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Cold? I guess refrigerated, rather than ice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;32. Do you like hot sauce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sometimes, but I can't tolerate spiciness that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;33. Next time you'll take a shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After I run on the treadmill today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;34. Do you know anything about Quantum Physics?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A little. I think I knew it well enough to get an A on my physics 2 final, which helped me get a B in the class, rather than the C I deserved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;35. What is your mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Apprehensive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;36. Are you someone’s best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Highly Doubtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;37. What did you do/get for Valentine's Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothing, for both parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;38.. What are you doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-3044757461747833109?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/3044757461747833109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=3044757461747833109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/3044757461747833109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/3044757461747833109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/06/surveying-for-me.html' title='Surveying for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-4603133903200179929</id><published>2007-05-14T23:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T01:31:38.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good and Bad News for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the good news is that the semester is over, and I think my classes went well. I hope A's. We'll see. And I did get into study abroad, yea! I'll be leaving for orientation in Cairns in the first week of July. I am incredulous. I walk around with a stuffed koala who has velcro arms on my wrist pretty much all the time-that is how much I cannot wait. And the less-than-two months will go by so quickly, just like this semester, heck, this whole school year did.  I'm taking a group flight. I hope it will be fun (since I'll be traveling 14+ hours, and that is just from LA, not Chicago), and that I meet nice people. The ticket was ridiculously expensive, but convenient. And I have a stopover planned for Auckland before I come back home in Dec. I think I may have to shorten the length of that stay down to a few days instead of 11, though, especially if I don't find anyone else to travel with me. That will cost more, of course. Crap. I don't know where I am going to live. There's no campus housing available, but Australearn offered pre-arranged housing. It's too far from campus (30 min.) by walking, and it is inland. I figure if I am going to have to walk 30 min, I might as well be closer to the beach. But I think it would be more reasonable to live near campus. The other kids in my orientation are like me, with no housing yet. So I hope to meet at least one other nice person that I could look for a place with. Eek. There are pretty much only 2 or 3 things I am really worried about, concerning Australia. The money I am making my parents spend, the level of difficulty of classes, etc. I sure hope it will all be worth it. Onto the bad news. I took the MCAT, and I know I did horribly. I even think one of my essays wasn't saved by the computer. That can't help my score. It should take only 30 days to get my score, but it still hasn't been put up. That is fine by me. Though I would like to know if I have to take it again, instead of just waiting for my doom. I have to finish the first part of my med school app. before leaving. So the other major bad news is I have no frakin clue who to ask or how to get letters of recommendations. I made a list of possible profs and TAs (who I will probably end up asking) and it all just seems so unreasonable, to ask people I really don't know well. Other than brown-nosing, there's nothing else I could have possibly done to get to know profs better. 90% of my classes have been huge lectures. I don't stick out from the sea of students. I am incredibly blendable. I also think it is stupid to waste the prof's time and be annoying, if I understand the material fine and am getting an A. Some profs make it painfully obvious that we are wasting their time by just breathing. I also don't know how to ask for one. I have no clue when office hours are, so that leaves e-mail, which seems rude and impersonal. like "hey remember me, this font should remind you of my face and that i was in your class" Another problem with meeting them in person is that I am back home now, hours from Chicago, and it is really difficult to just up and go there. I would have to coordinate it all in one trip- asking 3 people for recommendations, that is. Clearly impossible. I'm screwed. Oh and my med program never got back to me. So maybe I need not bother with the MCAT, the apps, the recoms; all of it would be utterly pointless if they haven't fixed their problem with me. I have been waiting since Dec. for all of this to clear up; that is a long time to wait when one is in absolutely no way at fault, as is my case.  I really hope that music prof does not have tenure and they fire him as soon as possible. He has almost single-handedly ruined me, with the help of some other lazy school workers, and I did not do a damn thing wrong, besides go to class every day and get an A. Pardon me. I feel so hopeless; I am surprised I did not run away from this accursed school sooner (we're talking strictly undergrad here). This school is so frustrating, for me, for everyone that has ever attended, and not in the academic sense. In the administrative sense. Everyone gets screwed in some way. Did I mention that my little sister so stupidly decided to attend the same school as me? She is a fool if I ever saw one. Can't say I didn't warn her. I did my part by exhuding three years worth of complaints, and she seems to have not taken any heed. Fool, I repeat. But I really know nothing about her major or anyone that has completed that degree, so maybe she'll be ok. I only know sciences (and psych). If she was doing those, she'd be guaranteed to be fudge- muffined. But I guess it's worth a crappy school, to be able to live in Chicago. We'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-4603133903200179929?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4603133903200179929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=4603133903200179929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/4603133903200179929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/4603133903200179929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-and-bad-news-for-me.html' title='Good and Bad News for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-1593078672449168353</id><published>2007-05-08T22:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:32:23.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliant for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8RDnszsi3wM/RkFOC1up08I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yIwP-SbMz94/s1600-h/406px-Onceposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8RDnszsi3wM/RkFOC1up08I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yIwP-SbMz94/s400/406px-Onceposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062413266830611394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I just saw a free screening of the movie 'Once' and it was bloody brilliant. The director describes it as a "modern-day musical" and I agree. I don't normally get into movie musicals. I still haven't seen Moulin Rouge or Chicago (even though I love my town, I don't really think Ashlee Simpson should have anything to do with it). But this movie was completely mesmerizing and I wanted so badly to sing along to the songs, but I probably just hummed along (don't worry, no one was sitting close to me).  Even on my way back home, waiting at a few bus stops, I would hum the melodies as loudly as I wanted, until someone else came to the stop. The story, I imagine, would be relatable to most everyone, and it takes place in Dublin. And as is obvious, the music is fantastic and simple and catchie-riffic as anything else I've written about (3.89 on the c-scale). But what took the movie-going experience to the next level was the fact that the director and 2 stars were actually there! They did a Q&amp;amp;A and sang 4 songs. Just Brilliant. I was in the 2nd to front row, cuz I ran late as usual, so I had to see their backs when they performed up on a different level of the theatre. Otherwise I would've taped it on my phone. I did take a pic of the 3 during the QnA. They were all funny and refreshingly non-Hollywood.  The male lead is actually in an Irish band called The Frames, whom I have heard of, but never listened to before. I may just start now, if it is anything like the music from the movie.  The 2 leads actually made an album together Before they ever shot the movie, so that may be worth picking up as well. For sure, I will buy the soundtrack. And I Highly recommend all to see this film. There's a wee bit of cursing, but otherwise completely decent and just a sweet little indie film. It won the Audience Award at Sundance.There's a chance you too can see them. They are travelling on a promo bus, which I got a pic of, and will be in the Midwest, South and West in upcoming weeks. &lt;a href="http://www.foxsearchlight.com/lms-screening/screenings.php?MoviesId=51"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;for a link to get passes. I think the movie comes out in regular theatres on the 25th. So go see it!!! And I will post all about study abroad as soon as my final is done on Thurs. I have to sort it all out in my own brain first. I have a very limited brain capacity, contrary to what scientists say about most other humans.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-1593078672449168353?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/1593078672449168353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=1593078672449168353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/1593078672449168353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/1593078672449168353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/05/brilliant-for-me.html' title='Brilliant for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_8RDnszsi3wM/RkFOC1up08I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yIwP-SbMz94/s72-c/406px-Onceposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-5481068781156461332</id><published>2007-05-02T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:52:17.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF for My Blogger Buddy and for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh no!!!!! I just saw that someone stole wendela's blog. What the heck???!!! I was tempted to curse them out in the comments section, but this person must know someway to hack into people accounts, so I didn't. What a loser.  I hope she didn't lose all of her past posts. That would upset me, because that is a lot of work wasted. Someone hacked into my myspace about 2 or 3 weeks ago, and tried to send spam to all my friends, so I cancelled the account. It was funny spam too. It said "Hey Hey Happy Easter. Here's a Starbucks gift card". First of all, I'd never say "hey hey," second I didn't even know it was Easter since I'm not Christian, and third I don't ever drink coffee, let alone evil starbucks. And they sent it out at 10 AM on a Friday, right when I was in my mandatory psych discussion. So there was absolutely nothing Suchie about the spam. I don't care too much cuz I didn't do any work on the page, besides listen and comment to bands,  but it still stunk.  I hope they kick this Lloyd jerkface off, and that wendela can use her account again. : _ (&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'll write a longer post later.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-5481068781156461332?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/5481068781156461332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=5481068781156461332' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/5481068781156461332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/5481068781156461332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/05/wtf-for-my-blogger-buddy-and-for-me.html' title='WTF for My Blogger Buddy and for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-7081864680298881366</id><published>2007-03-11T00:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T01:17:55.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffeehouse and Tangents for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm still not done with that paper. woops. but my preceptor hasn't e-mailed me asking where it is. So I doubt he noticed the due date even passed.He's the Head of Ultrasound or some other department at the hospital and probably teaches at the med school. He probably has better things to do than wonder where my rough draft is.thank god. But I can't stand looking at it anymore. It needs to be out of my sight. I am going to attempt to smush it together by tomorrow morning and e-mail it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I caught &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://www.myspace.com/kyleandrews"&gt;Kyle Andrews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;'s acoustic set at Mojoe's HotHouse, a coffeehouse that is somewhere northwest of where I live. I still don't know what neighborhood I was in. And it was scary going there in the dark, alone. But I'm still in one piece so it turned out ok. I think I recommended Kyle's song "Amos in Ohio" sometime in the summer. I've listened to the rest of that album since then, and it is just as great. I think it would be a good album to listen to while driving, if I ever got to drive anymore. Instead, I am stuck with the glorious CTA. As usual, I was running late and had no sense of direction. Mojoe's is pretty small, and the stage faces the entrance, so I was mighty embarassed to have to open the door as he was playing a song. I sat at a back table, in front of this sleeping kid on a couch. Here is what I think was played:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;K.A.'s Set List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Song I missed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Song I don't Know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Moon Tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Your Tester Bunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;22 Boxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Give up the Anger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Sushi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I heard the couple next to me say that kyle played 6 or 7 songs total. Meaning I may have missed only one. I hope it wasn't 'Amos in Ohio' cuz that would be depressing, just barely missing it. I didn't know the one he was playing when I walked in. And I hadn't heard 22 Boxes before. Sushi sounded so different live (slower) but good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;




&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Next up was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://www.myspace.com/horseinthesea"&gt;Horse in the Sea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;, a Chicago band.  I had listened to their myspace songs for a few weeks before the show, and Loved "I Order the Sun." It is at least a 3.9 on the catchie-riffic scale, and even more on sunny days like this. Did i mention that Chicago was actually warm today? Hot, even. I had forgotten how to sweat. I was wearing my winter coat and was so hot in my psch lecture  that i fell asleep every few minutes. it didn't help that i had only slept 2 hours this morning (studying for a genetics lab exam). I was sitting in the 4th row and our prof. notices Everything that goes on, so I had to shake myself awake so he wouldn't see me and feel badly. Then about half way through, he all of a sudden declares "You know what? We already took the quiz, and I am Really Hot, so let's just quit for today" and their were cheers of joy all around the room and we headed out into the whimsical afternoon. Ok, that's enough for this tangent. Back to the band. They are great live. They have a banjo and everything! I'll definitely listen to the album once it's released. Oh and Kyle Andrews produced it.  There was one song in particular, besides "I Order," that was funny and highly enjoyable, called "I Can't Talk to Girls." Too bad I can't write, because my song would be of the same sort, but about boys. After their set, the next band set up. Then I realized that the lead singer of HitS had just sat next to me, since there was nowhere else to sit and my table was free.  i wanted to tell him i liked his songs very much, esp. the 2 i mentioned above, but my jaw was wired shut. with gum. granted, i have been trying NOT to talk or open my mouth cuz my wisdom teeth have been acting horribly this week. But I probably wouldn't have said anything even if they were fine. I need some courage. like the Lion. Or like Dr. Zoidberg in that Futurama episode with the "what if" machine. I think I relate to him more than most characters on TV. nobody gives a crap about him. AND he's a doctor, an internist to be specific, like my pa. Zoidberg is a horrible one though. nothing like my pops. Or me, hopefully. I'd like to be good at my job. Bad tangent, bad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The last band was The Great Lakes, consisting of 2 guys. I couldn't find anything about them before I went to the show.  Turns out this was only their 2nd show. No wonder they didn't have a myspace page yet. But they were good for being so new. They did mess up on a few songs, but I didn't care. They even had a sing-along. I didn't sing, cuz i have no courage, remember? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It sounds like there is a werewolf outside my window. excuse me, lycanthrope. I watch too much sci-fi. like the dresden files. I can't really tell if this show is good yet. I mostly watch it cuz it takes place in Chicago. Oh, and Special Unit 2, another show on Sci-fi. the most cheese-tastic show you'll ever see, but again, I watch it because of Chicago. too much loyalty, I tell ya. But both of those shows, I'm pretty positive, are taped in Vancouver. sheesh. ok back to the show, again. I am glad I saw all 3 bands. I hope they all play at similar-sized venues again soon. Mojoe's was quite comfortable. I felt mellowed out. I wish it was closer, I think I would actually study there.oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-7081864680298881366?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/7081864680298881366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=7081864680298881366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/7081864680298881366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/7081864680298881366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-still-not-done-with-that-paper.html' title='Coffeehouse and Tangents for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-812549598487192307</id><published>2007-03-08T21:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:18:43.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hysterical Moments for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I just got done laughing hysterically for at least 5 minutes non-stop. Tears and gasping and everything. And it the most enjoyable thing I could ever feel. I can only remember laughing this hard 3 times this school year, which is a far improvement from last school year. And not because anyone I actually know is THAT funny. They are all relatively boring. Relatively, I said. No, all of these times occurred because of TV. So here are the 3 occassions that made me forget all the worries in the world, in chronological viewing order: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Michael kissing Oscar on the Office. I was literally sliding off my chair waiting for it to happen and shrieking at the same time. And when it happened, I could not stop myself from laughing so loudly, I think my neighbors next door could have gone deaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Ari firing the mailboy on Entourage. I didn't start laughing until after Ari left, when we realize that poor kid had no clue what the hell just happened to him. And he stalks off saying "My life is over." and I kept repeating that in my mind and could not stop laughing about it for at least a half hour straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) In a case of mistaken identity, Andy's poor old father-in-law gets beat up in the parking lot by crazy Lew Staziak, with Simon cheering him on, on Andy Barker P.I. Nothing like geriatric duels, though this was more of a one-sided fight. This show is pretty funny, with lots of movie references for nerds like me, and a bunch of the episodes are online right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, I have a paper due tomorrow. It is just the rough draft, but it should still be somewhat coherent, right? My goal is to get around 3 pages done tonight, and the rest done tomorrow by midnight. That is what happens when you are allowed to e-mail assignments And there is no particular due time specified by anybody involved in the seminar. Sneaky, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-812549598487192307?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/812549598487192307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=812549598487192307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/812549598487192307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/812549598487192307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/03/hysterical-moments-for-me.html' title='Hysterical Moments for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-9127716672857123948</id><published>2007-02-25T00:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T17:32:57.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Band-age for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;(This post was written at different times, so it's not chronologically cohesive)&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So I just got back from another MOMN/Sleep Out concert. I had not seen either band since May, and I haven't been to a real concert since summer semester (saw a bunch of mini-recitals for music last semester. fell asleep in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;every single one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;. i couldn't help it. 5 am sleep time + Schoenburg's twelve tone = my head falling forward. hope the performers didn't see  me, that would've been embarassing)  Oh, and the show was free. And I didn't go alone, for once.  I dragged by roommate along. And there weren't a lot of people there so there was plenty of space to move around, which is good cuz I tend to get claustrophobic.  There were also 2 other Chicago bands there, Rollo Tomasi and Dialogue. I don't know if I would normally listen to RT, because they're a bit on the heavy side. But they are good at what they do. The other bands also played well. Dialogue has a female cello player, which reminded me of one of my fellow violin-playing (i quit though) friends from grade school/high school.  Anyway, Dialogue was nothing like that, so I was pleased. And I've decided I like blue drum kits...Lots of new songs from MOMN and Sleep Out, so I was a little sad at not getting to sing along a lot. I think I had a good time overall. My feet hurt now. But more importantly, it feels like there is fast-growing void in my stomach and heart (it alternates) because I should be studying instead of doing frivolous things. I'll never learn, even after I fail...crap! &lt;/span&gt;
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I did surprisingly well on my first midterms in 2 classes. I actually allowed myself to grin about it. But not in a boastful kind of way, more like a "holy crap, how did this happen?" way. I'm still pissed about my genetics lab exam grade though. That test was tricky as hell, and they were not graded all that fairly. And then I go and use numbers in equations that shouldn't be there. Like I used a 5 that was only there to tell me how many points the question was worth, as in: What is the probability that the family has all boys? (5 points). I spaced out and did (1/2) to the 5th power, even though the question's intro said there were 7 kids in the family. That was one point off. And believe me, I could use all the points I can get. I'm not one of those annoying kids who wants an A ++ , to prove the teacher wrong. I just want a better grade than the crappy one I got.&lt;/span&gt;
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Ok, only one possible thing for me to recommend this post : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://www.myspace.com/officemusic"&gt;OFFICE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;. They're a Chicago-based band (woo-hoo!), whose name I had breezed by so many times in local papers' music sections and who are going to SxSW that I figured they were already huge (like several notches below that suburban emo band, who shall remain nameless on this blog, equivalent to Voldemort in my eyes. But that doesn't really narrow it down. could be any number of bands. Fine, their initials could be taken as an insult to our sea-faring immigrant friends) and I just ignored the possibility that I might actually like them. Well, I stopped being stupid and listened to their songs. I Love their tune-writing abilities. For example, "Oh My" is a song I cannot stop playing over and over again, and I rate it a 3.95 on the catchie-riffic scale. completely relatable chorus... unless you've had a significant other since birth. Only reason the song didn't get a perfect is because of a small part of the lyrics that are not entirely appropriate to show to, say, my parents, and would make me blush, if I could. My face will feel hot when I am embarrassed but no discoloration. My nose can turn pink when I have a cold, but that's about it. Anyway, i have this unbelievable urge to dance in my chair,  everytime i hear that song. sure, it looks ridiculous, but nobody's watching. i have limited myself to 5 plays a day. I am on 3 right now and it is only 3 AM. Crap. And the rest of their songs are just as good. ok gotta go waste time elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-9127716672857123948?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/9127716672857123948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=9127716672857123948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/9127716672857123948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/9127716672857123948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/02/band-age-for-me.html' title='Band-age for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-117149474802183391</id><published>2007-02-14T17:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T19:14:39.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision Time for Me Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Ok folks,
So I think I am going to go with Australia as my final country. I know the poll was not at all in favor of it, and I am still a little iffy. I was even willing to overlook crappy weather, because I know all of the countries are great regardless of precipitation. So it all came down to what courses the universities offer. I have to graduate by next May, no exception. I don't want to leave all my requirements to the last semester, so I would like to take at least 1 Biology (for my major) and 1 Psch (for my minor) class while abroad that would definitely count towards my degree. I would even be happy with just one Bio. These are the classes I need to finish in order to graduate: One Psych class, Two Bios Laboratories, 5 Hours of 300+ level Bios (the labs could count toward this), and Bios 240, which is homeostasis: animal and plant physiology.  now, it has been near impossible for me to tell which classes abroad match up with the ones I need.  No luck in getting an advisor's help either. A lot of the classes I could have taken in NZ are offered only in Semester 1, which is Feb. and not at all in Semester 2 which is July, when I can go.The universities in NZ that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; have worked are: Massey Uni, and Uni of Waikato. I really don't want to deal with the screwy non-finals, so Scotland is out of the picture. :(
And in Australia, there were 6 universities that I had "narrowed" it down to. My top 2 choices are Griffith University-Gold Coast campus and University of Wollongong.  Wollongong has more choices available for my minor, but Griffith had a lot more Bios available. So I went with the school that had the better probability of being useful. I figure I should just worry about getting at least one requirement done while abroad, so that my last semester is slightly less stressful and I will for sure graduate on time. And when I met with my advisor, she sounded slightly more favorable/enthusiastic about Griffith, because she already had 2 students over there this semester. She hasn't sent anyone to Wollongong (what a cool name, eh?) in like 4 years. I figure she will know the ins and outs of Griffith, which will be more useful to me in the long run. And who are we kidding? I should thank my lucky stars that Griffith is in the city of Gold Coast. It sounds fantastic.
I turned in all of my application materials today.  Sort of relieved, but nothing is over yet. Now I have to get a course approval form from my advisor, and then take it to the different departments and get the classes from abroad approved. This seems like the trickiest part of all. The people in the departments for my major or minor had better approve at least one useful class. I sure hope they do anyways...
The rest of my classes will be electives like Australian History, which, I hope, are not at all migraine-inducing. There was one school in Perth, Edith Cowan Uni, that offered surf science. How awesome is that? See why it is so difficult narrowing down schools? I guess after the course approval form is turned in, I am supposed to make a budget (eek!I don't want to take out a loan :( but I can't honestly demand my parents pay the ridiculous program fees), and then I just wait to hear from Australearn on whether or not I am accepted.  I don't see why I wouldn't be, unless something went horribly wrong on my transcripts or something, like they never changed that damned music 100 grade from an F to an A. But my online records indicate it changed last month, so why wouldn't it change on my transcript also right? I am just being paranoid.  Oh, no one has gotten back to me about my med program status. I contacted them 3 weeks ago, and last week. I don't think the lady ever checks her e-mail. It's too late today to call her... forget about people working weekends. The advisors from the bio department skip work on tuesdays that there is too much snow, even though the rest of us are forced to attend classes, that's how lazy these people are. I guess I will just send another e-mail. I honestly don't understand how long it takes to say "Oh, look at that, the grade changed. Guess we made a mistake. Let's change her status." A month? That is bureacracy for you. Speaking of bureacracy, have you seen that Futurama episode with Hermes and the  bureacracy inspection? A hilarious episode.  Highly recommended. I will leave you with another recommendation as well-  &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/locksley"&gt;Locksley&lt;/a&gt; ,a Brooklyn-based band that is eerily Beatles-esque, British Invasion-y. Multiple singers, the hair, the suits, the catchy tunes, even their moves. Scroll down their myspace and watch some of the videos. But it is all in good fun. I'm not entirely sure how much I like this band yet, so no catchie-riffic rating will be given. They're going to be on Jimmy Kimmel soon, and SxSW so I imagine they'll be on TRL in no time. Oh well. I'd better go crack open that MCAT book.  T minus 6 whole weeks !?
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-117149474802183391?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/117149474802183391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=117149474802183391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/117149474802183391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/117149474802183391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/02/decision-time-for-me-part-deux.html' title='Decision Time for Me Part Deux'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-117064413749948188</id><published>2007-02-04T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T05:48:29.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am really tired of being disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-117064413749948188?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/117064413749948188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=117064413749948188' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/117064413749948188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/117064413749948188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/02/nothing-for-me.html' title='Nothing for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-116971423728171954</id><published>2007-01-25T01:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:19:57.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decision Time for Me Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So Study Abroad has been plaguing me since November. The school makes you attend a first-step meeting, and only then can you get an application and everything. The First-Step meeting actually made me feel hopeful, like "wow, i think I really can go" and that there won't be massive amounts of obstacles. Wrong. So after the meeting was done, I picked up brochures for tons of countries. Then over break, I poured over everything, and painfully narrowed it down to 3 countries. I say painfully because I absolutely suck at making decisions. Especially about something that could even remotely make me happy, like getting the heck outta here. So I narrowed it down to three countries: Australia, New Zealand, and Scotland. I threw out the rest of the catalogs. Then the problem became: which company do I go w/? Because these programs are set up through outside companies that have deals with the university, and the university approves unis only through those sanctioned companies. So for Scotland, IFSA-Butler was the only choice. [In fact, pretty sure I am only interested in University of Glasgow. Glasgow has the best music scene, from what i've heard. Prob even better than Chicago (blasphemy! i know...) ] For Australia and New Zealand, there was CIEE, IES, and Australearn. Well, I think I have eliminated IES and CIEE. They give pretty good discounts off their published fees if you go to my unviersity, but the totals fees are still more than if I just go with Australearn, who have a lot more unis to choose from also. But it all just keeps getting harder. I have to make sure the universities have classes I could take. I need to take about 6 classes to graduate, and they are all specific classes for my major, not elective crap. So some unis got kicked off my list, for not having Bio or not having Psych. Then I compared climate (not scenery or attractions, because I am sure all 3 have fabulous things to see and do). Since I want to go for fall semester, Scotland will basically have the same crap weather that Chicago has in fall. But maybe wetter... So that's not good. And Oz and NZ, who start school in July, have their seasons backwards from us, so it will be winter there. I've asked around and researched and apparently winter means wet and cold there too ;) , so that stinks. From what I've found, it gets worse the more south you go. People have told me that my best bet for warm weather is Queensland, Australia. The main reason the warm weather is important to me is because I will come back to Chicago by January and I don't want to have 2 winters in one year. One is bad enough. And I want to surf. Really Often. In warm water... So I started looking in particular at Queensland unis, while not ruling out Glasgow or NZ. One problem has arisen with Glasgow. Their semester is Sept-Dec like ours BUT they take finals in January after break. Well, the study abroad program has sent us home by January, so we can't take finals. Apparently, we do extra assignments for the classes, and still only get 80% of the credit hours that we take. So if I take a 15 credit load, even though I do all the work plus more, I'll only get 12 hours. That sounds like a rip-off. I think I would really love Glasgow, but I don't want to be ripped off. What if their weird 80% rule somehow messed with my getting credit for a class I really needed. I'd die from anger. So it is probably safer for me not to go there. But that doesn't mean Oz and NZ educations systems aren't worrying me. Everything sounds harder than here!!! They rely more on essays and finals, and not on things like quizzes and midterms, which the American system cherishes (makes things a hell of a lot easier, I'll give you that). What if I am just completely incapable of getting good grades there? I can't let my GPA drop cuz of my med program. I have to get at least Bs while there (this tricky damn school won't let us take pass/fail classes while abroad, so Everything Counts). Oh, and I'd have to apply to med school way earlier than normal, because I'd leave in July. Getting applications done and begging for recommendations, yuck.Anyway, back to weather. From what i've read, NZ will be pretty wet/cold in their winter months, and so will Southern Australia. Queensland is like tropical. And has really good surfing on the coast, in particular the Gold Coast. So I'm considering Griffith Uni there. There's another one that sounds nice, called Bond, but is really darn expensive cuz it is private. so out of the question. Sydney is also an expensive place to live, so all the unis there are out. And Melbourne/Adelaide. So basically that leaves Perth unis and other more rural unis. The only thing that worries me about Perth is not being able to travel easily. I am positive there's tons of stuff nearby, but Perth is pretty isolated from the rest of Oz. So I think I would prefer East Coast, but again I could be wrong. There is another University, about an hour south of Sydney (convenient) called Uni. of Wollongong. Cool name. I think it will be colder there than in Queensland, but just as good surf. It is a rather small town, so I worry a little about having enough things to do. But still sounds pretty positive. So thus far, the only particular unis I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-size:130%;" &gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;considered are Wollongong and Griffith. But I don't even know how compatible there are with me, other than weather and surf :). I don't know if they have the classes I want. I've tried looking it up and just get really frustrated because all of the courses are named something completely different from here and I can't tell which, if any, are the ones I need. And I talked to Cameron last week about NZ, and he mentioned Uni of Otago on the South Island was good for medicine. The campus looks really really great, and the town is really student-friendly apparently. And Victoria Uni in Wellington sounds really good too. But again, I was kind of scared away from both by weather. I have for sure eliminated Auckland and Christchurch from the list of cities in NZ (money and snow, respectively). There are a couple more rural unis I haven't eliminated from there though. So basically I first haven't been able to pick a country and then i haven't picked a city and then I haven't picked a school. So I am going to put up a poll for the first decision, which is country. I'm going to list all 3, even if I am doubtful of Glasgow. I'm pretty sure I've written all I know about each above. After a country is chosen (either by me or by the voting results, whichever one is quicker), I'll put up a poll of cities/universities located in those cities, to vote on. Not every single one of course, just the ones I have barely been able to narrow down to.&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;form action="http://poll.pollcode.com/opEy" method="post"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="150" border="0"  style="color:skyblue;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:darkslateblue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which country should I Study Abroad in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="checkbox" value="1" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:darkslateblue;"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="checkbox" value="2" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:darkslateblue;"&gt;New Zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="5"&gt;&lt;input type="checkbox" value="3" name="answer"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:darkslateblue;"&gt;Scotland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Vote"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="View" name="view"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" colspan="2"  style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:black;"&gt;pollcode.com &lt;a href="http://pollcode.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:navy;"&gt;free polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I forgot to mention, this other company ISV has been going around our campus about volunteering abroad in summer in places like Oz and NZ wouldn't ya know. But it's only 4 weeks. 2 weeks volunteering (which I don't mind) and 2 weeks outdoor adventure. If you know me, I am not particularly fond of being forced into outdoorsy activities. Never rowed a boat, that I know of... The NZ one has some form of rowing on over half their adventures. The Oz one actually sounds better, cuz u get to surf...but only for 2 days. AND I'd be stuck w/ kids from my school and other American unis. I feel like I wouldn't really get to explore and get to know locals, so what is the point? It'd be a working vacation than an actual living experience. I don't even think I could get college credit (which costs extra) for it, like they claim.And the normal cost seems kind of much, but so do the programs I talked about above. (Keep in mind, I haven't factored airfare into any of the above discussion.) And if I did this in the summer, I couldn't go to summer school and then I'd be stuck here till May 'o8 anyway. I say, if I am going to have to graduate in May, I might as well spend a much longer time abroad, and do things more independently. If I don't go anywhere, I'd save a ton of money. Period. And I could graduate in December, move back home and do ? for six months before med school started. It sounds like a lazy plan, but it is actually the best one for my family...but they don't see it that way. They really want me to go, and I feel uber-guilty about agreeing (however begrudgingly I did), and not just about money issues. Oh well. I have a lot of garbage to sort out with this Study Abroad stuff. The final applications are due on Feb 28th. But I need to make some decisions now, so that I can get signaures, look for scholarships, etc, etc... Oh yeah, and start doing my schoolwork and MCAT preparation, both of which I have essentially put on hold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-116971423728171954?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116971423728171954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=116971423728171954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116971423728171954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116971423728171954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/decision-time-for-me-part-1.html' title='Decision Time for Me Part 1'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-116942831773599927</id><published>2007-01-21T18:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T01:08:20.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NFC Champions for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4492/556/1600/896402/chi.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4492/556/400/224244/chi.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So Woo-Hoo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!    Da Bears are going to the Super Bowl and I can not be more excited!! Granted, I don't watch football as much as basketball or tennis, but there is only one team I would ever root for.  The last time the Bears were at the Super Bowl was in '86, right before I was born. So this has been a long time coming. I really want to be in Chicago on Feb. 4th to watch the game w/ my fellow Chicagoans. The only problem is that I need to go home to pick up some stuff I forgot (like my cell phone charger, my phone is dying. and my shoes for snow, which we have a lot of now.), but home is pretty far from Chicago. However, I have crazy Bears fanatic parents. My dad can't handle the stress of watching the game, and will probably hide away (like right now,my mom told me he's w/ patients at the nursing home, instead of the hospital, where there are plenty of TVs around), and my mom will be praying/screaming the entire night, right in front of the very nice Super Bowl capable Sony HDTV we have at home. But then all the sports bars across the street from my apt have plasmas too. I just want to be able to go out on the street and scream my head off and give hi-fives to people driving in cars, like we did in 2005 when the White Sox won the World Series. And I don't even care about baseball. It's harder for me to root for a baseball team since Chicago has 2, and technically I live on the South Side, but I do find the Cubs' North Side appealing as well. So I can't really pick a team.  Back to the Bears. I need to find a way to go home and get back to Chicago in time for the game. Since the game is at night, it would not be practical to watch the game at home and then make my parents drive 2 1/2 hours to drop me off and 2 1/2 hours back. Maybe I can take a train Sunday morning. That sounds like a good plan. Hopefully the train tickets won't be sold out. The game is in Miami, so I can't imagine why there would be much crowding here. Normally, I would just go home this upcoming weekend, But I had to open my big fat mouth and agree to volunteer at night at the museum... On a Friday that I have NO classes and therefore could easily have gone home on Thursday night. Damn me and my charity. There's no point in going home for basically 24 hours on Sat./Sun. and then come right back to Chicago. So this weekend won't work. Sheesh, I'm in a pickle. And I haven't even factored in schoolwork. I did start studying for the MCAT. So technically all I did was open the book and read Chapter 1:Preparing for the  MCAT. But it is a start. Ooooo I can hear people screaming and honking outside on the street right now, yea! Back to classes. I think my classes will be fine. I purposely tried to take easier classes this semester in order to concentrate on the MCAT. I didn't factor in all the work that applying to Study Abroad takes, and apparently I have to write some huge paper for this Indepedent Study Seminar for my med program. So it probably won't even matter that I tried to take a easier courseload, there are other things to make up for it. Damn. But the Bears winning the Super Bowl will be the highlight of my semester (as well as getting a good study abroad program and getting the score I need to get on the MCAT, that would probably trump the Super Bowl because the odds of it happening are much more faint than the Bears winning, which is unfortunate for me) Ok, got to go... Do the Shuffle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-116942831773599927?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116942831773599927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=116942831773599927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116942831773599927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116942831773599927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/nfc-champions-for-me.html' title='NFC Champions for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-116824406948135331</id><published>2007-01-08T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T03:59:57.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Break (?) for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So my break has been exceptionally ruined by various circumstances.  I spent the first of my 4 weeks off waiting for grades. Checked online probably 5-10 times a day. Finally the unofficial ones came out and I was bittersweetly surprised. In my 2 hardest classes, I thought I would get C's because the finals seemed horrible, and it turned out I was Completely wrong, which was exciting. My easiest class, Music 100, turned out to be the most pain-inducing of them all. My grade was posted as an F. As soon as my eyes fell upon this heathen of a letter, I almost screamed out loud a huge "WTF!!!!!!!!!!" but not in initials, if you catch my drift. Luckily, I held back because my mother was in hearing distance. I waited one night to see if it would change and then e-mailed my teacher. No reply. Then I e-mailed again 2 days later. no reply. Then the Final grades were posted and it still was the horrid letter. I literally had nightmares, which i never do, and couldn't get to sleep for nights.So I sent him an "urgent" e-mail, the day after christmas.I suppose he wasn't checking his e-mail till x-mas was over but, quite frankly, I could give a shit less about his damn convenience, not when it comes to my grade. You have to understand, I was expecting an A, and would even now be cool w/ a B. According to his "grading system", if u can even freaking call it that, w/ what he explained to us in class, i could fail the final and still get a B-. I only missed two classes, so no attendance problem there. I explained all these things in the e-mails.Finally, he wrote back after the third one, claiming I hadn't turned in the second paper. I just about had an aneurism. I had the paper in my music folder, which i thankfully brought home. I scanned copies of the graded version he gave back to me in class, a ungraded version and even a receipt for the event the paper was based on. All the Fucking Proof one would ever need. If he so much as claimed that he never graded it and I made it all up, I was ready to get a handwriting analysis done. It helps to have a sister who worked at a law firm all last year and started law school this year. She could probably get me connections. Anyways, he wrote back quickly, apologizing, so I guess he realized what a god-awful mistake he made. Then he claimed he would turn in a grade-change form to the school (still don't know the grade I really got). That e-mail was sent over a week ago, and the grade has still not changed. I sent him another e-mail, in case he did forget to turn in the grade change form. So basically week 2 of my vacation, ha!, was spent trying to contact him about his heinous mistake, checking my e-mail 20 times a day, having horrible sleep, and week 3 was spent checking the grades online a dozen more times, having a recurring stress headache, and still not sleeping normally. Now normally, one would just wait to get back to school to clear up this bullshit in person. But I cannot afford such a luxury. His Fucking F has lowered my GPA so significantly, I will get kicked out my med program, through the US Postal Service most likely. It would be one thing if I had gotten those C's and deserved what was coming, but I did nothing wrong, and could still get kicked out because of his irresponsibility. Granted, he has to change it sooner or later, cuz I am not afraid to litigate, and my program would have to un-kick me in (litigation people!) but all the fucking hassle of bureacracy that I have so far gone through and would have to go through, if they did kick me out, just does not make sense to me. Do your fucking jobs right people. If u expect me  to turn my shit in on time, at an A quality nonetheless, I expect u to fucking have the thing graded in a timely manner also, and recorded down correctly, so as to not ruin my life. Is that far too much to ask??? Also included in week 3, the soul-killing decision of whether or not I should study abroad next fall. My main cons are money, money, money, and grades/classes. I have kinda sorta narrowed down the countries to Australia, New Zealand, Scotland, and maybe non-London England. After that I am stuck. I can't afford to fail classes in an education system that is way different from ours, and I really need to get some major requirements done, so I can graduate on time, but not sure any of school's have the exact classes I need and can transfer. My alternative to study abroad is graduating early and then proceeding to do nothing for 6 months (I doubt I could get a job in my town, even w/ a bachelor's. Even the food service jobs are taken by teenagers) At least I would save a bunch of money being home. I don't know. I have no idea what decision to make. And so begins week 4. Oh yeah, I was supposed to start studying for the MCAT but this grade issue has completely thrown me for a loop and I have been virtually stuck, just waiting...

Oh, thought I should add some new recommendations. I found a bunch of cool bands during break. the Only positive thing that has happened, dang it. Anyways,  one  that is definitely going to blow up HUGE this year, at least I think so, is the Glaswegian band &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/popuptheband"&gt;Popup &lt;/a&gt;(click to hear tunes, can't stop listening to the first 2). They are big overseas already, of course, like all good bands are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't find any stuff about them by Americans, so hope i am one of the first. They are booked through freaking October. This quartet will be playing at SxSW which is a really good predictor that they will be huge. Too bad they are not stopping by chicago. And knowing my luck, it'd be a 21+ show and before september anyway.

The second band are  Liverpudlian's called &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thewombatsuk"&gt;The Wombats&lt;/a&gt;, who churn out really good danceable indie rock. When I first stumbled upon them, I feared they were emo or warped tour-y, cuz they look rather young, but then I listened and was gravely and happily mistaken :) The woo-woo's and ooo-ooo's are some of my favorites. They're touring extensively in the UK, so I'll probably need to wait a while for them to come here.
Hope you enjoy these 2 bands. They'd be huge, if it were up to me (incorrect english, I know, but it's from some song I like).

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-116824406948135331?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116824406948135331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=116824406948135331' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116824406948135331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116824406948135331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/winter-break-for-me.html' title='Winter Break (?) for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-116530376530904719</id><published>2006-12-04T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T15:12:44.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Things for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I know I haven't written a proper post in forever, but this has to be brief because I have lots of things due tomorrow, and a quiz and blah blah else. I am just too excited to wait until finals are over. First, one of my quotes got on Overheard in Chicago. Click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://overheardinchicago.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; to see! I was walking slightly next to the girl on the phone, on the way to my music class, and when I heard her say it, I sped up because I could not stop my face from grinning and I didn't want her to be upset. Then I thought, "hey, this might be funny enough to submit" so I did and voila! Second, I just saw a free screening of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The History Boys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I highly recommend it. It goes at a fast pace, like all British stuff does, but it was funny and I loved the settings and the Music (!). And, of course, the Boys. (I'm writing this 2 hours later. Let's just say I got distracted) I think I would've loved the play. I'm assuming it never came to Chicago, and if it ever does, it had better have the original cast. I don't see plays that often, not since high school. I just watched them though, never part of drama club or anything. Edward Scissorhands is playing across from my sister's apt. in SF, and I am jealous, cuz it looks interesting. However, she can't go cuz of finals too. Finals ruin everything. And that is an understatement. Anyways, the movie's in limited release but if you have a chance, go see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-116530376530904719?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116530376530904719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=116530376530904719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116530376530904719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116530376530904719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/two-things-for-me.html' title='Two Things for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-116055482735115156</id><published>2006-10-11T02:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T10:07:24.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pointless for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there isn't going to be a point to this post. I am getting pretty sick, probably with a cold, hope not the flu. This goddamned school still has the AC on 60 degrees in all of the lecture halls.  I literally tried not to breathe in the cold air in class today, because I knew it would cause the sickness to go from my throat to my nose. And it did. This is the one year I completely forgot about getting my meningitis shot, and the flu shot my dad usually insists on me getting around this time of year. But there were more important health issues going on in our lives before I left for school, so it is pretty understandable why we forgot about them. Well anyways, this can only be expected. I get severely sick at least once a year at school, usually winter (I'll have to look back at old posts). There was this potbelly incident that ending up grieving me for several days last school year. And my freshman year I had pretty harsh flu symptoms, fever and all. It's sad but I can't remember that far back. So I'm writing the post right now cause I am hopped up on the "daytime" cold pill I took at 10 pm.  I'm pretty sure I would normally be falling over if it was this late and I was this sick but this pill won't let me. It's supposed to only last 2 hours. And it is making me hungry.  So I have one test and one quiz on Thurs. I've done minimal studying for them. Story of my life. I had the extreme midterms 2 weeks ago. My personality psch midterm went really damn well, considering I missed at least 4 lectures (9:30 am class doesn't work when u sleep after 5 am). My physics grade was what I expected it to be, for the amount of work I did (more like didn't) do. Oh well. I was really disappointed with my cell bio score though. It's the lowest I've ever gotten on a bio test. I refuse to get anything less than an A in that class. Quite frankly, I can't afford it. But here I am, already behind in every single subject. I am really itching to go to a concert, but I am making no effort towards choosing one. I think I should be punished for the craptastic situation I have put myself in, with the resonating effects of spring semester and the repetitiveness of those mistakes again this semester. Anyway, not sure what to recommend. I'll do something besides music, since my life will be devoid of it this semester (not counting my actual music class, plus all the music I still listen to outside of concerts, but damn it I need to exaggerate the extent of my pain). Ok, I will tell you that I am obsessed with watching TV shows online, and in the legal sense. I am still watching a bunch of new things on actual TV, so the online stuff is what doesn't fit into my schedule. Here's what I am watching (right now, but if any of these shows turn to crap, I'll drop them so fast...): On CBS.com I watch Jericho and The Class (I would watch How I Met Your Mother, but I've got no clue how last season ended). On NBC.com, I watch Studio 60 (wish it was funnier), Kidnapped, and 30 rock. On ABC.com, Ugly Betty (endearing) and Six Degrees. On Fox.com, Vanished (hope it doesn't get canceled, and really really hope Kelton is not, woops, don't want to ruin it for you). Now Fox has some deal-io (i know, i know, i'll never use it again) with myspace, and so I watched all of The Loop on there. I think Chicago as a setting is the best part of the show, but it can actually be funny, esp. Mimi Rogers and Russ the Boss.  I think you can watch the whole season of these shows on CBS , ABC, and Fox while NBC only has the latest week's. Ok gonna go eat something that won't kill my throat. Later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-116055482735115156?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116055482735115156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=116055482735115156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116055482735115156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/116055482735115156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/pointless-for-me.html' title='Pointless for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-115820879539145881</id><published>2006-09-13T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:14:45.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I know this post was supposed to be about SF but I want to see if there are cool pics on my home computer so I must wait till then. So this will be (relatively) short. Since my last post, not a lot has happened. I'm no longer a teenager,which is weird. (The post's title is supposed to be the intro guitar part of a relevant Beatles' song). The only advantage of becoming older, as far as I can tell, is being able to get into clubs to see great bands. Alcohol, you say? Snore, I say. Gambling, you say? With what money?, I say. Renting a Car, you say? I'd rather own one, I say. Going to the Thunder Down Under, you say? No thank you, I say.
So here is who remembered my birthday and called: My mom, dad and lil sister at midnight (I didn't go home cuz school had just begun, but we had cake before I moved). Then my 3 aunts (mom's side)from India, in the morning. Then my roomie and I went to this quaint breakfast/lunch spot on Taylor (pretty near to Little Italy) called Demitasse. The decor was artsy but not overkill. Prices weren't that bad either. I had the belgium waffle with fresh strawberries, bananas, and whip cream. Best thing I ate in weeks. Then my older sister called from SF. My mom two or three more times (she felt guilty) and our good family friend that was visiting our home that day. That's it, no one else. I just chilled in my apartment the rest of the day, playing Sudoku (which I learned in August) and listening to my super-favorite music. I know it sounds boring, but oh well. I hate my birthday. It has always been a pretty miserable day. Always. And I don't even purposely make it that way, other people tend to do it for me. I don't even bother mentioning it to anyone. It does help me judge who my real friends are, and what a crappy-feeling method it is. I think the last birthday I didn't mind was my 16th, cuz I got some snappy surprising presents, like a Kwik-E-Mart visor for tennis. But I really have no right to complain about my birthday. I should just be thankful for all that I do have. The real point of this post was to make recommendations. The following 2 artists are the first ones I've ever discovered through a blog, and it is called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://sixeyes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sixeyes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First up is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://sixeyes.blogspot.com/2005/08/kyle-andrews.html"&gt;Kyle Andrews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I am in absolute love with the song "Amos in Ohio" (3.86 on the Catchy-riffic Scale) The chorus describes my current state, perfectly, except "in Chicago." He is, in fact, from Chicago, but now resides in Nashville, I think. Click his name to read the Sixeyes interview and press the little play button to hear the song right there on the page! Genius!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://sixeyes.blogspot.com/2006/06/tobias-froberg.html"&gt;Tobias Froberg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; (there should be 2 dots above the 'O' but I don't know how to do that on my keyboard), also discovered on Sixeyes. Click his name to read their review, and press the play button for "When the Night Turns Cold," a well-written quirky song. He is from Sweden but has a bunch of US tour dates this month and the next. Guess who is less than one year too young for his Chicago date?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-115820879539145881?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115820879539145881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=115820879539145881' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115820879539145881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115820879539145881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-for-me.html' title='Na Na Na Na Na Na, Na Na for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-115709384521967686</id><published>2006-09-01T00:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T01:03:00.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mall for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just finished the first week of school, no classes friday ;). it was wretched, but everything has been this way for awhile, one of the reasons I haven't been keeping up with my blogging. So this post takes us back to July, to the Woodfield Mall in Schaumberg where I first got to see OK Go.  It took me a crapload of time to get there, the Blue Line plus a really long Pace Bus ride. And the band started earlier than I expected so good thing I, for once, got somewhere around on-time. Before OK Go came out, they had these other MTV VMA Insider things going on, but I wasn't interested. I am not exactly outgoing enough to interview people on MTV, especially since I don't like the majority of people that do show up on MTV. Anyways, they had some ex-Road Rulers there, not anyone I wanted to meet. Finally OK Go came on. It was an acoustic set, something I had never heard OK Go do, since I haven't been to their concerts and I don't watch the live videos on YouTube. It was different but I enjoyed it.I stood in the fourth or fifth row, pretty close to the temporary stage that was low to the ground. Damian cracked jokes in between songs,acted a little strangely (I don't think he was drunk or anything but what do I know), and he kept mentioning how they had never played at a mall before. I am not sure how they felt about playing there. Malls don't exactly give one's band street cred. I think they were pleased that their fans had shown up (I might have been the oldest fan, not counting people's mothers), but I think it would suck being told where to play by your corporate sponsor (JCPenney's, where I do shop, and will do moreso now that that Goddamned Macy's pillaged my beloved Marshall Field's.sob.not that I get to shop that often, but still...). Anyway, he did put down his guitar and walk behind the audience, where he proceeded to jump up on a table, scream the lyrics, and then walked right throught the small crowd to get back on stage. Girls were shrieking while he did this. I probably did to, I admit it. I know for sure that I touched his upper arm, which was cool. I haven't attempted to touch band members before, I will let them put their arms on me for pictures though. I am not positive on the exact set list, it's been months and I only caught some of "You're So Damn Hot" on my camera, and "Oh, Lately" on my cell phone. Here is what I remember them playing, not in this order probably:(something is wrong with my stupid blogger, and i can't put spaces or even commas between the songs, I am sorry)&lt;br&gt;

Get Over It,&lt;br&gt;
You're So Damn Hot,&lt;br&gt;
Oh Lately It's So Quiet,&lt;br&gt;
A Million Ways,&lt;br&gt;
A Good Idea at the Time,&lt;br&gt;
Crash the Party (maybe?),&lt;br&gt;
The Fix Is In (maybe?),&lt;br&gt;
Some Old Rock Song Cover,&lt;br&gt;
Invincible (maybe?),&lt;br&gt;
Do What You Want (maybe?),&lt;br&gt;
The House Wins (maybe?),&lt;br&gt;
It's A Disaster,&lt;br&gt;
.Who knows what the real list is. Maybe I am just doing some Freudian transference of what I wanted them to play. But I would have chosen other songs, so that doesn't make sense. Anways, the last thing they did was the dance for A million ways, which I caught on tape. after they were done playing, people set up a table and we waited for them to sign stuff (again, not sure how enthused they were about having to sign a ton of stuff). I had nothing with me, but the JCPenney/MTV people gave everyone an official-looking band photo. When it was my turn, I asked the people behind me to take my camera, and asked Damian if I could take a pic, he said sure and I went behind their table. The pic turned out pretty well, everybody was smiling. Then they all signed the pic. When I got to Tim and Dan't end of the table, I got some nerves and spoke up. I told them how I had been waiting to see them since I was a sophomore in high school. Dan asked me how old I was now, and when I told them I was junior in college, they were both shocked, like "what the hell took you so long?" I mumbled something about living in a rural area (true) but I didn't tell them that everyone in my town listens to crap and had probably never heard of OK Go till 2005 (also true)so there would have been no way to get to their concerts. No way was I going to ask my parents to take me to a night concert in Chicago (too much traveling time). They would have thought I was insane. Tim told me that I need to come to a real concert to see them rock. I said ok, thanks, and then I left that area of the mall, and when to Auntie Anne's and got pretzel sticks. They were disappointing, and I shall stick to the cinnamon pretzels from now on. I walked around the rest of the behemoth mall since I'd never been. But I didn't want to buy anything.I saw a line standing outside some clothing shop, and I remember hearing some girls at the OK Go set saying they were there to see Yellowcard also, so I think Yellowcard was doing some in-store appearance before a concert in Chicago that night. Yuck. I don't care for them (or most other warped tour bands, for that matter). Finally I got back on the Pace bus, with an incredibly rude driver (not to me, but to the nice-looking guy in front of me), and then back to school. It was a tiring day. I guess I am glad I went. I still would have rather seen them back when I was in high school. Don't get me wrong, I think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; is an excellent pop-rock album, but the first album's songs will forever be my favorite, and I would have much rather heard them back then. I guess I just like firsts. Ok, next post will be about San Francisco. Then probably a post of just videos, from the WAS, Figurines and OK Go concerts, and some July 3rd (the big city show) and 4th (smaller Navy Pier show) fireworks. After that, I am not sure what to write about. I have deemed school and all things related to it unworthy of blogging about (since nothing interesting ever happens within the vicinity of campus). But then that leaves nothing. pathetic. Here are some photos:
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Andy
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-115709384521967686?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115709384521967686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=115709384521967686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115709384521967686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115709384521967686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/mall-for-me.html' title='The Mall for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-115156536429848885</id><published>2006-06-29T00:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:35:06.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two More for Me (Part II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So on Saturday night, I went to see Figurines at Beat Kitchen.  It was a pretty late show, 10:30, and guess who still managed to be late? Tardiness seems to be my only talent. Anway, the show was held by Chicago Innerview magazine, as a sort of Post-Intonation Fest Bash. I don't think the 3 bands played at Intonation. Since I was late, I missed all but 1 1/2 songs of the first band, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/themoderntemper"&gt;The Modern Temper&lt;/a&gt;, but I liked what I heard, so I will research them more. Here's a pic:
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Next up was by far the most energetic act I have seen thus far, called &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/skybox"&gt;Skybox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  I have no clue how to describe their music. I guess it is safe to say rock, country,disco, blues, the Charleston?, probably some jazz/soul, etc. And it works. These 5 guys have great stage presence. I'm not sure I would have given them a chance if I just heard the songs once. I probably would have thought it was too experimental for me. But since I was so entertained by their live show, I went back to their myspace and I think it is safe to say the music is eccentric but hugely catchy-riffic ("Various Kitchen Utensils" a 3.8 on my scale), so I am glad I know who they are. A photo (see the bongos!):
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Finally, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/figurinesdk"&gt;Figurines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;were on. As you can see, nobody was really adamant about being in the front row, so when Figurines came on, I took some initiative and stood in the front row, kind of where that kid in the blue shirt is. I don't think I have made it to the front before, just because all the other shows I've been to were a lot more crowded. I don't think there were more than 50 audience members for this show.What a shame. Now I can tell my grandkids that I stood in the front row of a Figurines concert. I am pretty sure they will be famous in no time.&lt;br&gt;

I enjoyed the set thoroughly. They played almost a lot of the songs off their second album, Skeleton, plus some from the first album, Shake a Mountain. I was a little sad that they skipped some of my favorites. They were the headliners (their record label Morningside's site said that this was their first US headlining show, which makes it even more awesome for me), but I think they had been openers on the rest of the tour, so the setlist must've been short for those shows, and they just didn't expand it for this show.  However, they played my 3 most favorite songs in a row, so my head was ready to explode from the excitement. I'll have a video and set list later.  They don't talk much in between songs, lots of "Thank you"'s. Their harmonies were as great live as on the albums. I sang along with everything, probably did a little head bopping and feet moving, otherwise known as "dancing."&lt;br&gt;

After the show, I first went back to the merch table.  The only things for sale were the album (which I already have from SonicStage) and a t-shirt. I would have loved to get the t-shirt but it was white, which I don't wear. White only makes chubby Indian girls look darker and chubbier, plus there's that whole widow thing. But they did have free posters and postcards, so I took those. I forgot to check out the merch of the other bands, woops. Anyway, I told myself that I had to be brave, so I went to the front and waited behind 2 girls that were getting their pic w/ the drummer. When it was my turn, I said "Hi, could you sign this?" and handed him the poster. The drummer, Volde, was such a sweetheart. He asked me if I wanted the other guys to sign it too, and then he actually went and got them! Who does that? What a nice fellow. So all 4 guys (Claus-guitar, Mads-bass, Christian-vox/guitar) signed the poster, and I made sure to thank everybody. They seemed a little bit shy even. Then another man, I'm guessing their tour manager, saw my camera and asked "Do you want a picture?" and I said "Sure!" and then I heard him say something to Christian about how they have to show love to "early adopters" and I thought, yep, that's definitely me. So he took a pic of me and the lead singer. Thanks, tour manager! I am not sure any other show will ever beat this one for me. I am so glad I went. Here are some photos:
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Volde
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christian
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0598.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Claus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0602.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Figurines
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0596.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0605.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Volde reminds me of a werewolf

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That's all I have for now. I hope I can edit down all of the clips from the last two concerts into two videos, by the end of this summer. Right now, I only plan on going to the Taste of Chicago, on the 4th (lord, will it be crowded), just to see Ray Davies...and have some food. I don't know a lot about the former lead singer of The Kinks, except that he is mentioned as an influence to basically every single singer/songwriter I have ever read an interview of (damn prepositions), so I am pretty sure I won't regret seeing him live. Supposedly, OK Go will be at the Woodfield Mall in Schaumberg, IL on the 8th. I am wary of this though, it seems way too good to be true. I can't find anything else confirming their appearance there, aside from it being listed on the band's website. It would take me 1 1/2 hours to get there by public transportation (my bane,or maybe the instrument of my tardiness talents). I think it would be worth it. I have never been inside this behemoth of a mall. And I have never seen OK Go, whom I have been listening to since before my junior year of high school. Two birds, one stone? Plus, I need new sneakers for the fall. Sure, Michigan and State are only like 15 minutes away from my apt., but...I need to justify 1 1/2 hours. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-115156536429848885?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115156536429848885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=115156536429848885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115156536429848885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115156536429848885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/two-more-for-me-part-ii.html' title='Two More for Me (Part II)'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-115129589152703271</id><published>2006-06-25T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:20:26.630-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two More for Me (Part I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;So I've decided this is the summer of concerts.  Every time I open a newspaper or check a website-there's another band I want to see that is coming to Chicago.  Thank God, some of the shows are 21+. Normally, I would complain, but this is a good thing because it forces me to back down from going to those. whew. And I'm not going to any of the great festivals this summer. I could have gone to Intonation, but I really don't think I would've been comfortable going by myself for 2 whole days, when I think it is bad enough for 3 hours. Plus I only really listened to maybe 4 or 5 of the acts. The Pitchfork fest and Lollapalooza, coincidentally, both occur AFTER I am done with summer school and my housing contract is up, and hence I have nowhere to stay in Chicago. Oh well, maybe next year. I'm too cheap to go to Lolla, especially since I'm not earning money.

This past Wed., I went to the We Are Scientists concert at the Metro. I arrived later than I wanted to, but still about 15 minutes before start time.  I got off the bus and started walking towards the Metro, looking down as usual. Then I heard a voice that I thought sounded familiar and when I looked up I saw Keith, the lead singer/guitarist, and Chris, the bassist!! They were talking to two girls, right there on the sidewalk. I'm surprised I didn't shriek or something. I wanted to stop and talk to them so badly, like get an autograph or picture, but I thought it would have been terribly rude of me to interrupt the conversation, so I just walked past them. I was an inch away, wow.

The first band up is called &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.myspace.com/aurevoirsimone"&gt;Au Revoir Simone&lt;/a&gt;. They are 3 women, who play keyboards, tamborines, and assorted sound machines, of which I do not know the name.  I liked them a lot, compared to most other girl "rock" bands, whom I won't even bother mentioning.  The only song I had listened to, before the concert, was called 'Hurricanes.' All three girls share vocals, and they stand in the same line when they play, like a united front. Pretty cool. They have kind of a bohemian sense about them. Maybe I am wrong. I don't know anything about fashion,obviously. Here are a few (as always, low-quality) pics:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0534.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 241px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0532.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, I was probably in the 7th or so row.  The thing I hate about the Metro is the pushiness of it. I don't listen to moshing bands for a reason. I think I am pretty claustrophobic, and I hate being pushed or touched, but this is what happens at the Metro. Sure, I like to stand closer to the stage, but I'd rather find a way to sneak closer myself, than be forced. For the second act, I had snuck up to maybe the 5th row, but by the time WAS came out, I had been squished into the 3rd row. I still like the Metro for its architecture, and this time I didn't see a single smoker.  This may have been because it was an all-ages show (you could tell it was all-ages because of the squealy groups of teenagers). However, when I came outside, I still smelled slightly of smoke, so I am pretty sure that ban hasn't taken effect at the Metro yet. Less than 2 years to go, yea! Sure, I'll be done with college, but I am pretty sure I will still be in Chicago, so the ban works for me.
Next up was &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thedoublethedouble"&gt;The Double&lt;/a&gt;, from New York (all the bands were from New York).  The only song I can remember them playing is called "Idiocy." These guys also use a lot of keyboards, but have your 'traditional' instruments, as well. I liked their set, but for some reason, the music on their myspace doesn't seem like the same music that they played at the concert, but for that one song. I probably wasn't paying close enough attention.  My feet had started to hurt by then.  I had asked my mum to get me earplugs, but she got the kind for swimming.  I am pretty sure they kept no noise out at all.  Aside from money and time spent, the other reason I need to slow down with the concerts is because of my hearing, which is very precious to me. Anyway, back to the band.  Here are some photos:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0535.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0536.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
Finally, We Are Scientists came out. They played almost all of the songs off of 'With Love and Squalor,' except maybe 2, plus several older songs. I sang along and even found myself bobbing my head and moving my feet a little, which is my version of dancing. It was a lot of fun. They had some witty banter in between songs, a few mishaps even, but in the end, the show rocked. Here are some pics, which were not helped by the damn smoke machine they insisted on having:
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0559.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0549.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/IMG_0567.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was definitely closer to the stage than what the pics indicate.  I was smack dab in the middle of the 3rd row.  The lights at the Metro would shine out over the audience (too often I say, kind of blinding), so I wonder if I was seen, by either Michael (drums) or Keith. Chris was off too far off to the right.Everyone screamed for an encore, to no avail.  I figured it wouldn't happen.  Ted Leo is the only encore I have seen so far, one reason he is so dear to my heart.
After the show, I was tempted to buy some merchandise, especially a t-shirt.  But one shirt was a really light cream color, the other one was a perfect gray, but it had the hand of a lady smoking something, so of course I am not going to get it, and the third one was a good navy blue, but every single person was buying it, so I am pretty sure they wouldn't have had my size left by the time I got out of the cue.
I did stand outside the Metro, with just about everybody else, waiting for them to come out, but that also was to no avail. It's ok, I guess, they are pretty major now. It would take them forever to sign stuff and take pictures.  I should have come to the show way early, damn me and my lateness. But the evil-looking security guards yelled at all of us to go away, after like 20 minutes,using some unnecessary foul language. It's not like it was a freakin Limp Bizkit? concert, nobody would've argued with them or run a muck, so there was no need for rudeness.
But something interesting did happen while I was waiting.  I saw a couple of guys leave the Metro store, after buying some merch, I assume.  Well, technically the first thing I saw was one of the guy's &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.threadless.com/product/88/Downpour"&gt;T-shirt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; since he was so freaking tall, then I saw &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.threadless.com/product/286/Predicament"&gt;his face&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; He looked so familiar! Then I saw&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/product/349/Summer"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the third guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I definitely recognized him. And believe it or not, I said "Hey, do you work for &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://threadless.com/?from=sk9286"&gt;Threadless&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://threadless.com/?from=sk9286"&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;" And he replied "yeah", and then &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.threadless.com/product/502/Human_Loading"&gt;one of his buddies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;came back and said "hey, you got recognized!" and then I had nothing else to say, so they left. Hehe.  Threadless is based in Chicago, which is the only reason my brain put 2 and 2 together.  It's not really like they were celebrities. I haven't the faintest clue what their names are or anything.  I just really want the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.threadless.com/product/445/Bunnies"&gt;Bunnies &lt;/a&gt;shirt, and that Summer shirt, maybe for my birthday? What was exciting to me about this whole episode was not that I saw the guys, but that I actually had enough nerve to speak up and say something to them. Yea for me! Ok, I am going to put together a video and set list of the WAS part of the concert later on.  Part II, which will come soon, is all about The Figurines concert I went to yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-115129589152703271?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115129589152703271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=115129589152703271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115129589152703271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/115129589152703271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/two-more-for-me-part-i.html' title='Two More for Me (Part I)'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114948766778597148</id><published>2006-06-05T00:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:16:15.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Concert for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So I went to the MOMN show at the Beat Kitchen on May 30th. Sleep Out was playing also (the 2 bands share a band member), as well as another band I knew some songs of, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" href="http://www.myspace.com/thefriendlylens"&gt;The Friendly Lens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;. There was also a band called Signsedso, whom I did not know. I was tired before I even got there, and in another one of my worry-wart modes about classes, so I wasn't as excited as the first time I saw the bands. But they all did a fine job. Signsedso was more hard rock compared to the other bands, but nothing I couldn't handle, pretty good stuff. In general, it seemed more relaxed than the last show. There were no ties to be seen. MOMN played a ton of new stuff, so I was sad that I only knew the words to a few of the songs. But I did like the new material. Sleep Out was good,I think I am liking their music more and more each time I see them. And I enjoyed the Friendly Lens, they are funny. I had a good time, but I was distracted. It just sucks that I do Everything and go Everywhere by myself, and look like a loser, just standing there alone. I don't talk to new people. I am painfully shy, and equally unapproachable. Seriously, rarely do people approach me. I don't think I walk around with a scowl on my face... Maybe my smile looks like a scowl, I don't know. And I am pretty sure it doesn't help my situation when every single person is drinking or smoking but me. Oh, my third most favorite thing about concerts (with the music at #1, seeing the bands at #2) is, after getting to my apt, ripping off my clothes and leaping into the shower in a desperate attempt to wash the smoke smell off my skin and hair. Did you know that second-hand smoke not only irritates your throat, but makes your eyes burn? I only learned this at the concert. Back to whatever I was saying before. If I have to choose between looking like a loser or staying cooped up for the rest of eternity, I guess I would choose the former.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Anyway, I will post my Sevens lists soon, I promise. I just have a limited memory and I have to research my past ;)
Oh, I want to make a recommendation, since I haven't made one in months, and that was the whole purpose of the blog! Silly me. I think you all should check out Figurines. I believe they will become famous (here) at any time now. They are a crazy Danish band, with pretty good videos, and catchy-riffic(3-4's people!) songs. I can't get the chorus of "&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ClB3n05_7y4"&gt;I Remember&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; out of my head, and the middle of the song reminds me of the music of a certain youngster Norwegian songster. So please, click on the link and watch the video for this song. I hope you enjoy...
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114948766778597148?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114948766778597148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114948766778597148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114948766778597148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114948766778597148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/another-concert-for-me.html' title='Another Concert for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114789599988528688</id><published>2006-05-17T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T19:18:36.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding Out for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So I've been hiding out from the world...not really. I have been on break for about a week and a half, and I have another week and a half left before heading back to summer school. damn. i have to go a wedding right before school starts. It should be nice, since their sibling's wedding 2 years ago was very nice, as well. Tons of food! which will just make me fatter. damn. So yeah, this past spring semester royally sucked. Something needs to change, and that something is me. I can't afford to waste time doing completely unnecessary things, like facebook and sitting around with other people doing nothing useful and absolutely nothing fun while we're at it. What is the point? If it's not productive or interesting to me, I won't be doing it. Avoidance is the key to my success. I was so freaking studious my freshman year, and it payed off. As of now, the only breaks I have planned will be for concerts (I already bought a ticket for the WAS concert in June, and I might go to another MOMN concert at the end of May), and I may take advantage of some of the summer festivals Chicago has to offer (like the Taste and the Outdoor Film Fest). I wanted to get a job, but I have given up on this idea, since I should really just concentrate on getting As from now on. I also wanted to volunteer over at Rush starting this summer, but I should probably drop this idea, for now. It takes them weeks just to get paperwork and other things sorted out. I think I will continue to volunteer for the Museum, but not quite so often. I also think I will continue to blog, and read blogs, since it is something I find insightful and amusing, but I should cut down on the time I spend on it, as well. Did I mention how much I hate school? I think it would be hard to find someone who hates it more than me, yet still wants to be in it for another 6 years. Maybe I won't hate med as much as undergrad. Sure, it will be a hell of a lot more difficult, but at least I will be digesting useful information, instead of what the freaking Wittig rxn is, which I still don't know and sure as hell don't care. And this is all assuming I don't fuck up my GPA enough to get kicked out of my med program before I even get to med school. At this point, I can only pray, and pray I do.
P.S. I'll post my Sevens lists in a little while ;). I refused to read wendela's comments section for her Sevens post because I didn't want to steal anybody's ideas. This is a challenge I am excited about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114789599988528688?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114789599988528688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114789599988528688' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114789599988528688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114789599988528688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/hiding-out-for-me.html' title='Hiding Out for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114593630449617787</id><published>2006-04-24T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T04:24:10.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playoffs for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/400/hinrich_041203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am so depressed, not because of school, other people, or general nuisances (which certainly don't help matters). It is the Bulls and the Playoffs that are causing this particular depression. I've been to 2 games, none this year (insert tears). We (I am, apparently, a part of the team) made it to the playoffs for the second year in a row, but we are playing the damn Heat (what an awful name, can't even make it a plural). I didn't watch the first playoff game, but we lost by only 5 points. Ahhh! I did watch tonight's game. Damn it, we were sooooo close. I swear, those refs are blind! All those fouls! Shaq is a monster, so we can't get enough rebounds. And Wade, that cocky (insert curses), completely tried to murder Kirk Hinrich (my favorite player, mind you) in the 4th quarter. I hope something changes by Thurs. I won't be watching...paper on influenza and WW I. At least I think this is what I am going to write about, by Friday. Less than 2 weeks and I am free, for 2 weeks. Then back to summer school. The only good news about this is that they opened up more seats for the class I was absolutley desperate to take in the summer (genetics). The bad news is that I now have organic chem lab scheduled for 8 AM (*faint*) twice a week. It had better be worth it. Go Bulls!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Update: We won the 3rd game!! Guess who missed it?&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Update 2: We won the 4th game!! Guess who missed it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114593630449617787?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114593630449617787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114593630449617787' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114593630449617787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114593630449617787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/playoffs-for-me.html' title='Playoffs for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114483374250428534</id><published>2006-04-12T03:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T05:16:19.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommates Bloggage for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/5908134459.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/5908134459.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I, unfortunately, find myself using this phrase quite often nowadays&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So, I hate the concept of living with people that you barely know. And by barely know, I mean that you have never even met the person, OR, you have only known the person for less than 1 year, and, hence, cannot judge he/she properly before making the mistake of living together. My living situations have been complete and utter crap these last 2 years on campus housing. I have not been physically hurt in anyway, and that is just about the only thing that has Not gone wrong. Oh, none of my things have been stolen either.

I would tell you horror stories, but I don't want to have to conjure up any of those memories. So instead, I lead you all to what was a very popular blog last fall, but the author stopped writing after he/she moved out. But recently I went back to the site, because I am a nerd and wanted to reread the old posts, and found that the blog had started up again. What seems strange to me, is that the writing style and overall tone seems somewhat different from back in the day. I've been wondering whether the same author is writing still, or if he/she passed it on to someone else, I don't know. A lot of the complaints seems petty, but believe me, when a million little things are going wrong, it really does seem like what you have to deal with is major. But anyway, the blog is called &lt;strong&gt;Things I Hate About My Flatmate&lt;/strong&gt;, and the post is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ihatemyflatmate.blogspot.com/2005/01/late-night-antics.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Late night antics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;. There's a lot of cursing in the blog, and when it comes to roommates, I, also, cannot help but use profanity.

In this post, I can abso-freaking-lutely relate to the slamming. In my current apt, &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;things must be slammed, I reckon, or they could not &lt;em&gt;possibly&lt;/em&gt; be shut properly. I slept at 6 am on Monday morning, since I don't have classes this day and was studying for an orgo exam. Less than 5 hours later (I'm guessing lunch was being made with friends over) the apt. door, fridge, kitchen cabinets, and the poor poor microwave were all viciously slammed, to the extent that it woke me, as well as awoke a roommate in the next bedroom, both of our doors shut and locked, not that the lock keeps out any annoying noise. I understand that it was lunchtime, but they KNOW that we were still sleeping, since our routines have not changed the whole &lt;strong&gt;damned&lt;/strong&gt; semester. What angers me the most is that I am not ALLOWED, and I do mean allowed, to be even the littlest bit loud when any of the hienesses are even just napping because I can &lt;strong&gt;guarantee&lt;/strong&gt; you that I will receive a complaint about it. "Keep it down" my ass, when I am talking at 1/4 the decibel level they insist on using in all their daily tasks, whether it be talking, laughing, cooking, cleaning, walking. As I have said before: I hate hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;But I was raised to avoid confrontation (I usually end up hiding in my own room) and would never tell them to shut the fuck up because they are driving me mad. And this is the fundamental reason why I cannot live with others, especially the currents. Because I am a pushover, that &lt;em&gt;might as well let them sit on my face and shit on me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Nevertheless I am going to have a roommate (not one of the aforementioned) next year, despite all my ranting about getting a single, because it is just cheaper this way. I'm pretty sure I'll be ok though.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;P.S. You can tell how worked up I am about this delicate subject by the number of bold and italic characters I used, things I rarely use in my other posts or writings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114483374250428534?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114483374250428534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114483374250428534' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114483374250428534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114483374250428534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/roommates-bloggage-for-me.html' title='Roommates Bloggage for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114430843832939808</id><published>2006-04-06T02:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T00:23:32.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emerging Infections of the 21st Century for Me-The Indie Virus Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/case1_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/case1_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Forget what you've heard about bird flu, west nile, and sars. The new microbe in town is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sleepers-jug10.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Indie Virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's been spreading underground, undetected by mainstream authorities, for quite awhile now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photocam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Indie Virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt; is highly contagious to those that are exposed to it. Modes of transmission include infectious tunes, off-beat movies, swell photography, loony monkeys and social platypi. Symptoms include excessive blogging and inappropriate sleepiness. For more information on the latest hot spot, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://randomprogression.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;, and on the root of infection, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pearsonified.com/2006/03/the_virus_you_want_to_catch.php"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;click here&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114430843832939808?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114430843832939808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114430843832939808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114430843832939808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114430843832939808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/emerging-infections-of-21st-century.html' title='Emerging Infections of the 21st Century for Me-The Indie Virus Edition'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114393923231918693</id><published>2006-04-01T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T17:27:52.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medium Man on Campus for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so, on thursday I went to the Comedy Central's Medium Man on Campus Tour starring Mike Birbiglia, Greg Giraldo, Christian Finnegan, and John Mulaney at Loyola University. I went by myself, as usual. By the time I got there (i was early! but late for when I had planned to be there, so I don't win), there was maybe 20-30 kids ahead of me, which is not that long. i ended up sitting in the 5th row right in the middle. First up was&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://johnmulaney.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Mulaney&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; who is from Chicago, but went to Georgetown for college. I think he graduated fairly recently, maybe the same year as my sister. I also think I was sitting near some of his friends, cuz the way they talked about him was like "remember back in the day, when john..." anyways, he was really funny, but his set was short. i only remember one joke about being in math groups during grade school. I don't want to ruin it by repeating it. Here's a pic of John:

&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


Then came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christianfinnegan.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christian Finnegan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; a Bostonian, who is on Best Week Ever, a clever show on VH1 (oxymoron?), and Chappelle show (I've never watched a full episode). His set was great too. Jokes about geography, technology, getting beat up etc...He talked to the girl who sat right behind me, about birthdays. I felt nervous, even though I was not involved. Here's a pic, don't ask me what he was doing: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Next up was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.greggiraldo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greg Giraldo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; from NY, maybe. He hosts a Friday Night stand up thing for Comedy Central. I had seen his Comedy Central Presents special before also, and it was funny. He used a few of those same jokes. Greg's whole schpeil (?) is that he is old and cranky. Sometimes it seemed like he was trying really hard to come off this way, other times it seemed like maybe he really was this jerky. His jokes would probably offend some. But there are funny ones as well so... Here's a pic: &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;


And finally the comic I went specifically to see, since I think his stand-up is hilarious, as well as his Secret Public Journal.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.birbigs.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mike Birbiglia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; He's from Mass. and went to Georgetown as well. He repeated a lot of the classic jokes that you will find on his pages. They were great, and so were the new ones. I got a picture w/ him and w/ Christian. My first "me + celeb" pics. Don't worry, I'm not crazy about all celebrities. If you asked me to pose w/ Paris or Lindsay, I would run away. Not joking. Here are some Mikey B. pics:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0443.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
Anyways, I did surprisingly end up meeting some nice UIC/Art Institute kids at the show, and I didn't have to go back on the train alone (scary at night!). I didn't buy anything, since I've been spending a bunch at those concerts and such, I figured I'd give it a rest. I took a free poster, it's the same as Mike's new album's cover, so won't post its pic. I will put together some video clips for my next post. No time right now. As usual, the quality of my pics and videos are LOW. I can't really do anything better w/ my dig. camera, sorry!
on friday, went out to eat dinner, for a friend's b-day. Went to flat-top grill, near the harpo studios. there was no freakin parking cuz someone is shooting a movie. I'm guessing the characters are on the Oprah show. don't know which movie it is though. i don't like non-Indian asian food (I'm so PC), so i skipped the stir-fry. i had veg. potstickers for the 1st time. just 2, but they were ok. i really just don't like that oily flavor. then i had warm cinnamon apple crisp w/ a scoop of vanilla,and it rocked. seriously, if you have some general idea of how to make crisp, i will like it. My mom and I've tried and we suck at it. but that's good, or we'd be even fatter. then we went back to their dorms, did nothing much after that, besides having some cake, watching crap on mtv, and my friends dancing (i don't dance or sing in front of people, i don't care who u are to me). ok post later, after my 3rd failure in orgo 2. it is inevitable. don't try to fool me into believing otherwise, i'll just feel let down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114393923231918693?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114393923231918693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114393923231918693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114393923231918693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114393923231918693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/04/medium-man-on-campus-for-me.html' title='Medium Man on Campus for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114352302181394511</id><published>2006-03-27T23:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T12:56:07.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prank for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sk9286.blip.tv/file/get/Sk9286-MyScaryMovie1689.wmv"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/ScreenCap%20for%20Scary%20Movie%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;
My masterpiece, which took weeks of planning and plenty of lying. I reckon it is in Windows Media Player mode.
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114352302181394511?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114352302181394511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114352302181394511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114352302181394511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114352302181394511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/prank-for-me_27.html' title='Prank for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114306029333873868</id><published>2006-03-22T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:22:05.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat Kitchen for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(I started this post last week, but didn't finish. Goooo Copy Paste!)




I should be studying for Physics, but oh well, same old, same old. So I chose to go to the concert on Sat. It was pretty darn good. I missed the 1st band's set (cuz I am perpetually late to everything) all except for 4 songs, and those were great-sounding. The band was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/pushtotalk"&gt;Push to Talk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I only knew one song of theirs, "Problems," ahead of time, but I missed it. They're from Oakland, CA. And there's even an Indian guy (drummer) in the band. This is a rarity, and even more of a rarity is a female Indian in a rock band. I can only think of 2, and I'm just guessing that they are Indian. Too bad I stink at music and most other stuff. But I am a fabulous music listener, though HIGHLY biased.




&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a button I bought from the drummer for 50 cents.There is not supposed to be a camera image in the background.



&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0337.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is a severely crappy picture of some of the band, Push to Talk. Apologies for all future crappy visuals, as well.&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/1600/IMG_0380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;


&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is a free button from the band &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/sleepout"&gt;Sleep Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who are from Chicago. I think they were also giving out free CD copies, but I didn't want to nose around for one, it seemed rude. I only knew one song of theirs before I went, and nothing else about them. But I enjoyed their set very much. I think one of the guitarists was standing behind me during another band's set (smoking, double eww), but of course, I didn't know he was in the band.Everybody that was there (except me) looked like they could've been in a band, it was that hipsterish. Which is not a bad thing, it's much better than being as plain as can be. I was really close to the front for 2 sets. But no one got up close to the stage, maybe they were scared of becoming deaf or something. so i stood toward the front and middle. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sk9286.blip.tv/file/get/Sk9286-SleepOut302.wmv"&gt;Click pic below for video&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sk9286.blip.tv/file/get/Sk9286-SleepOut302.wmv"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;


&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/hanaleisounds"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hanalei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;was the main act, also from Chicago. It was their record release party. I really didn't know much about them before going and I got stuck in the back of the room cuz I went to get merch during the break between sets. So I couldn't see anything, over the tall people. I only have a vague idea of what the band looks like. I could hear though, and I liked the songs well enough. No pics or anything of them, sorry.


The final band I will write about is the band that I went to see, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/momn"&gt;May or May Not&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I've written about them before. They're from Chicago. I loved the set. They played every song I knew, plus some new ones. And they played them well. It is important to me for the song to sound somewhere in the range of the record, and I think this is overlooked in the mainstream, where overembellishment = talent (ie, the whole American Idol concept). This was also what I liked about the Ted Leo show last semester. He plays the songs like we know them. A few extra guitar solos never hurt anyone, I say. Just don't do 10 in 1 song that originally only had 1 solo. Ok, back on track...&lt;/span&gt;


&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0346.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Here are some pics of the band. I wish I could've gotten a pic &lt;em&gt;with &lt;/em&gt;at least one band member, but I am far too shy to approach people.Don't want to look like a stalker. oh well... someday. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sk9286.blip.tv/file/get/Sk9286-MayOrMayNot665.wmv"&gt;Click pic below for video.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sk9286.blip.tv/file/get/Sk9286-MayOrMayNot665.wmv"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I also got a bunch of merchandise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0376.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;These are the free buttons I got. I put them on my guitar strap, at home, which is highly unused so I know the buttons will be preserved for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;These are the free stickers I got. Did I mention how much I love free stuff and the bands that give it away? Anyways, I stuck one onto my guitar case, which is only slightly more used than the strap, when the guitar is moved from one area of the basement to another. I refuse to bring it to school with me, since this place is so misery-inducing. But I miss it, so maybe it'll come with me for summer session. I probably won't attempt to play though, and the time I do spend on it should probably be spent studying for MCATs. I never win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0389.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is the shirt I bought from one of the keyboardists. In the dark, I thought it was navy blue. It's evergreen. Oh well. I look bad in purple, red, and bright blue also, and those were the other options. In this, I look like a tree, albeit a petite one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok that is all for now. Funny Post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114306029333873868?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114306029333873868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114306029333873868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114306029333873868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114306029333873868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/beat-kitchen-for-me_22.html' title='Beat Kitchen for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114228299466693865</id><published>2006-03-13T14:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T02:41:18.350-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Film for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I saw this short film last semester and thought it was so sweet. I'm not much of a romantic... or maybe I'm secretly a hopeless romantic, but I think this film captures the possibilities for us all, if we just take a little initiative. Of course, I haven't the slightest clue how to muster up any courage ,when it comes to guys. oh well, i'm only 19, there's no rush. but don't try to tell that to my peers. they will literally jump at anything that comes their way, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ok, Film: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0); FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://www.atomfilms.com/af/content/full_circle"&gt;Full Circle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; . Click on 'watch film' (you'll need either windows media player or realplayer to watch it). Post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;P.S. Who needs an E.B., wendela, when there are Pauls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114228299466693865?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114228299466693865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114228299466693865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114228299466693865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114228299466693865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/short-film-for-me.html' title='Short Film for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114205190580110336</id><published>2006-03-10T22:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:38:25.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Med Blog for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I have my computer back at school. I've been trying to catch up on blog posts (sorry I haven't got around to commenting back yet!). I've been reading 'Ah Yes, Medical School' since it was a Blog of Note last year.  I think the Fake Doctor is funny, but the stuff that happens to him is even funnier. The post I am recommending today is relatively old, but my favorite of all. It is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://ahyesmedschool.blogspot.com/2005/06/tales-from-crypt-vi-yes-this-actually.html"&gt;Tales From the Crypt VI: Yes, This Actually Happened&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;. I can't remember laughing this hard, maybe ever. And what made it really great for me is that I would suddenly remember the post at random times and picture it unfolding in my mind, and I would start laughing out loud and not stop. People thought I was weird...and I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114205190580110336?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114205190580110336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114205190580110336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114205190580110336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114205190580110336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/funny-med-blog-for-me.html' title='Funny Med Blog for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114197675333255413</id><published>2006-03-10T01:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T11:08:14.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So an update on my classes. I have never ever done so badly in my life. This is the first time i have done below average, at least since the age I was aware of what the word average meant. Both my orgo tests I royally screwed up. My physics midterm I surprisingly did not. I think I got a B, don't know for sure. I used to hate Bs, and not get them, at least for overall class grades, but then I started orgo last semester and my standards have considerably dropped. I think Bs are as great as As are. Like I said before, I really need to study my arse off if I don't want to get a D or less in orgo. I think its way too late for a B, tear. 2 test this upcoming week. AHHHHH! The last thing I need is drama that has nothing to do with my classes. I want to avoid it at all costs. Drama is not in my middle name...cuz I don't have a middle name. I am just sick and tired of this stupid school and stupid people. I honestly don't feel like I have any sort of social support system at this place. I have my family, but they are hours away and what can they fix? It's my fault alone that I have fucked up this semester, and I don't think they should have to worry about it. I really don't have any peers to just talk to, and if I do talk to anyone, I just feel like I'm wasting their time. The only reason I even meet peers on any sort of a regular basis is to study, never to just chill, go out, or talk. Not exactly my definition of "friend," but maybe I just have this messed up ideal vision of what a friend should be, so of course, no one meets it. Crap!But don't worry bloggers, even though I sound depressed, I am indeed not suicidal. I am fully against it. I think mostly cuz I'm pretty sure it's not held in high esteem in my, or anyone else's, religion. And supposedly, your soul just wanders around this Earth, like as punishment (kind of like purgatory for Christians) How much would that suck ass, being stuck in this dreadful place for eternity? shit, that thought alone keeps me as far from suicide as possible. I wrote this huge post, which is now deleted, about this topic. But this was the gist of it. well that and I absolutely hate when certain people (*clears throat* the hypocrites I told u about) repeatedly imply I am suicidal, even though I've never said or done anything remotely near it. Being mildly depressed is NOT the same as wanting to kill yourself. I don't even have major depressive disorder. I know cuz I don't fit most of the symptoms from my abnormal psch class. I get up everyday and do what I have to do, along with doing other completely useless things. And the main reason I know I'm not that depressed is cuz deep inside somewhere I have an inkling of hope for better days, and I often daydream about these better days. It's just hard to wait for them, but wait I will.&lt;/span&gt;
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P.S. Saw "The Hills Have Eyes' for free (legally people!). I think I'd recommend it. I could actually feel my heart beating harder and faster, and I put lots of tightening strain on my legs. I'm pretty sure these things only happen for movies I get excited about&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114197675333255413?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114197675333255413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114197675333255413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114197675333255413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114197675333255413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/update-for-me.html' title='Update for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114189509704346473</id><published>2006-03-09T02:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T17:22:08.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrites for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I HATE HYPOCRITES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Why do I seem to be surrounded by nothing but them ??????????????? Hot damn, don't fucking say something to my face then go do something COMPLETELY different, thinking I won't fucking notice or mind. Here's a mean-spirited song to go along : Artist: Ryan Adams
Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg1.allmusic.com/cg/smp.dll?link=j79ss7n7j9464fq4isn86dh&amp;z=MP3&amp;amp;r=20.asx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Burning Photographs&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;it's just a snippet, sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3 and 1/2 catchy-riffics!!&lt;/span&gt; (Don't you love how I can just switch my mood so fast? That's what good music does to me, I swear. hmm,maybe i'm manic.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114189509704346473?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114189509704346473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114189509704346473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114189509704346473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114189509704346473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/hypocrites-for-me.html' title='Hypocrites for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114166893382879688</id><published>2006-03-06T12:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T18:23:30.070-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughed So Hard It Hurt for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DnQAAAJnhRXZmMh6-2fSGa4e5_HpN7WgRk1dGdpmfAb6TQHalcC9N6cOl4dioJVayuOTYjmTwHVQpa34VF2XGcvyk30yJWFVN8r_aAI4-w67eT4SkYqpxk19XyXI7jNQRdSRIgVWItPbGdmZ-HxLgC4dEqGpGScujb6yFdvOO8fzpvQt7AXi7DkOBerGUyprQOHNFbsXc9wH_0Sn0Nj2DHXoOpTw%26sigh%3DVJGeMkQsp_TzeF0dD36FZCwpO8s%26begin%3D0%26len%3D297133%26docid%3D5215390366447853726&amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer%3Fcontentid%3D7dfbdc3a44349f4c%26second%3D5%26itag%3Dw320%26urlcreated%3D1141668714%26sigh%3D5ZqIBDlv9YKGF7LuqGVs5WBDGkA&amp;playerId=5215390366447853726" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" quality="best" bgcolor="#ffffff" scale="noScale" wmode="window" salign="TL"  FlashVars="playerMode=embedded"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-114166893382879688?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114166893382879688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=114166893382879688' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114166893382879688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/114166893382879688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/03/laughed-so-hard-it-hurt-for-me_06.html' title='Laughed So Hard It Hurt for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-114066512615697615</id><published>2006-02-22T21:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T19:14:04.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Ok, so I am in a dilemma. I thought I could pull off going to two concerts in 2 days, without feeling the slightest bit of guilt that i have a psch And physics test the next thurs. Not gonna happen. so now i need to choose between the 2. and it is going to be one of the hardest decisions of my life (c'mon, for me, deciding what to eat for dinner falls into this category too). So, the first concert is on a friday and it is Ted Leo &amp;amp; the Pharmacists, w/ the Duke Spirit and Les Aus (i don't know the openers, but at least its only 2 bands) at the Abbey Pub, $12, an 18+ show (thank god, keep out the teeny-boppers!) I saw TL/RX in November and had an awesome time, but basically this awesome time was had only during their set, since the Metro used to allow smoking indoors so i smelled and breathed shit all evening, and none of the opening bands were that good. But as i said before, there's only 2 opening bands this time, and I am pretty sure that new smoking ban has come into effect (woo-hoo chicago legislature!!), so shouldn't be too painful. And ted's music, oh, ted's music. All I can say is that it could not possibly be more fun to see him live and sing and bop along. Here's an mp3 of theirs (i posted this before, sorry, but i don't have my computer w/ me to publish a new mp3) :&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)" href="http://www.archive.org/download/Johnny_4/TedLeoandThePharmacistsTimorousMe.mp3"&gt;Timorous Me.&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Ok the 2nd concert is the next day, Saturday, and it is for a band I have posted about before also, May or May Not. It's at the Beat Kitchen, $8, all ages (ewwww), but this time MOMN, i think? are one of the openers, and Hanalei is the main act cuz it's their record release show. and there are two other low-fi bands. I haven't seen any of these bands before, and I really only know the music of MOMN, and they don't have that many songs out. But a record-release show sounds interesting to me. This show sounds pretty darn appealing too. MOMN is so freakin catchy-riffic I could die. Here's the mp3 i posted before (again, don't have my own computer!) :&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)" href="http://www.archive.org/download/yo_chicago/momn_03Jan15200604.37.38.mp3"&gt;Gotta Get Outta Here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Ok these don't work anymore I don't know why. shit. please just google the bands. thanks!&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;I don't know what to do!! So I would like you all to help me decide by taking a poll:&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This is the free booty we got, a spy-glass and eye-patch. We were so excited about having eye-patches, that when we returned to our apt. building, we wore them on the way in. I couldn't stop giggling, but honestly, what normal person does this? And it really really sucks to use only one eye. We disorientedly got into the elevator, and an older kid (well, older than me) got in after us, and he just started cracking up. He made that like stifled snorting laugh noise. He's like "You guys have a good time tonight?" and we nodded and he's like "It looks like it. I don't even know what the fuck you guys got into tonight" hehe.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Sorry, no time to rotate it. Besides, I'm sure you all need to work out some kinks in your necks. This is a dandy messenger bag I won, after my roomie and I played a round of Scene-It Warner Bros. edition against 2 other teams, and we got 1st place. It was hard for me, cause a ton of the questions were about shows on before or around the time I was born. But my roomie was able to answer those oldie questions. I answered a couple also, and I swear to god wendela, 2 of my answers had to do w/ the OC. ha!
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;These are some pirates flags I,um,found (took). I hung them up in my room, though my ma may not like it when she sees it. I'll just argue that I'm pre-med and need to be reminded of the skeletal structure in my everyday life.
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This is the flag I made at the crafts area. They also had sailboats to paint, but we didn't have time to wait around. My roomie made one w/ her name, I made one w/ my blogger name, just so I could show it to you guys. Unfortunately, this flag is the extent of my artistic ability. How depressing. The star is there cuz I needed filler. The cupcake cuz I love them (I made strawberry ones w/ buttercream frosting in January, and they were actually good) and also cuz of those cupcakes in Lazy Sunday. Cheesy-riffic.&lt;/span&gt;


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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;These are my caricatures, by the same caricaturist, now on my closet. The top one I had done last semester. I think it is more accurate than the bottom, esp. the eyes and eyebrows. But I like the background of the beach in the bottom, new one. He did this b/c I had two leis (green and white) on, to match my TL/RX shirt. I love the beach. More on this and vacationing some other time. I could def. use a vacation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok got to go sleep cuz I am going to skip class so that I can volunteer at the museum. The things I am forced to do, I tell ya...Sorry there's no recommendations this post, other than to become a pirate cuz then you'll get cool FREE stuff like I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113980876152661621?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113980876152661621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113980876152661621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113980876152661621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113980876152661621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/02/friday-night-live-for-me.html' title='Friday Night Live for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113956212261214386</id><published>2006-02-10T02:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:38:25.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So something truly amazing happened during what has been one of the shittiest points of this school year. I am smack dab in the middle of a 3-week period when I have a test every Thurs, plus assorted quizzes,homeworks, volunteerism etc... I have freaked out in class the last 2 days (as I wrote about before), and cursed up a storm. I came back to my room today in the foulest of moods. But I knew that my fave hour of comedy was on today, plus the Lonely Island boys were going to start doing podcasts, tonight! so i took a long nap (accidentally), took a shower, made dinner while watching my two hilarious shows (office, earl-seriously funny stuff. if you don't think this is funny, which seems to be the case with everyone I know, you probably won't get me either, which also seems to be the case with everyone I know, correlation anyone?) Then it came time for the podcast. I had sent in an e-mail yesterday, with some questions on them. The podcast started but my mom called and kept on talking! so i missed what exactly they said in the beggining, which was some important stuff apparently. so then the Dudes and Chez started cracking jokes and answering some e-mails. then they gave out their phone number! i dialed it sooo freakin fast. And guess what??? I was the first caller!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was sooo surprised that I was shaking and so nervous and I like couldn't even answer them correctly and they thought my name was Rachel, which it is Not. LOL. but its good, I can deny saying anything stupid. They asked how I liked the show, and I said I did like it except when Chester ran away. So i asked a cheesy question like: "chester, if u were  on a deserted like "lonely island" um which one of the lonely islanders, like which one of the Dudes would u take with you? you can only choose one." of course i said this will plenty of "ums" and "likes" in between, cuz I was so freakin nervous. By this time I had signaled my roomie to come listen to me on the online radio, which was slightly delayed. I was too nervous to listen to my voice (it was definitely higher than usual, which I hate). So Chester said something in response, like listing qualities of each of the Dudes, I was so nervous I'm not sure who he picked. So i was like thanks bye!!" and they all said something like "that was pretty good for our 1st question".  So I had hung up. Then I proceeded to freak the fuck out, which includes loud shrieking and jumping up and down and onto the bed. And dizziness, slight nausea. Then they took more callers and e-mails and then  they revealed their mystery guest, who was KAL PENN!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok one of my roomies and I Are Harold and Kumar. Ok so i don't do pot, but we fit the ethnicities, and have outfits that are like the boys' in the movie, and i'm pre-med. Moreso, I liked Kal Penn before H &amp; K, which i thought was a funny movie, though not so much my fave of all time. Anyway, he was in a movie called American Desi, and That by far is my favorite movies about Indians. By Far. It's the only one that's halfway decent and I can slightly relate to. Not any of those other ABCD crap movies. So I knew who Kal was back in the day. So when I learned that he was there the whole time, I again freaked the fuck out, and this time my other roomie screamed along with me. We both freaked out. I, lowly Suchie, had spoken not only with the most awesomest coolest comedy troupe ever, I also talked in front of my male counterpart! holy shit!!!!!!! then after we calmed down, they had taken some more calls. and went back to e-mails. Lo and Behold, who's e-mail do they read??? MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I had asked: "Do you (chez) and the dudes prefer burritos or tacos?" then later in the letter i threatened chez to be funny cuz I missed out on a Demetri Martin show, cause I wanted to listen to the podcast, well that and that it costs $20." They read this on air!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and they laughed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! then they answered almost all burritos, except kal and jonah (another friend) said tacos. ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But then Jorma did a rap about burritos!!!!!!!!!!!!! it was soooo freakin hilarious, about Baja Fresh, which I know it like a west coast thing more than midwest, but so cool nonetheless. Can you believe he did a rap about something I, lowly Suchie, asked about????????!!!!!!! i tried to call in a few more times, but the line was busy. i didn't have any more questions, I just wanted to let Kal know that there are real Harold and Kumars out there, even if we have different genitalia and don't smoke pot. But it was ok, I had spent plenty of time with my boys and could ask for naught more. One of the most exciting things I have ever had the pleasure (and dizziness, nausea) of doing. There are going to be more podcasts, and I will be more prepared those times, hopefully i can get on to at least one more, without sounding stupid. if anyone has come up with funny questions I can ask the Dudes, please let me know! i still cannot believe it!!!!!!! But you know what, how would I ever prove that I got to talk to them and that they answered my questions? I hope that they post the podcast as an mp3, which is what most podcasters do, right? like can't you download the file as an mp3 and then transfer onto your player? that's what I did once with a Rajiv Satyal podcast about chicago. it worked. ahhh i don't know anything.  but i will be so sad if I can't get a copy of the podcast, to show future generations. hehe.it seems my endless promotion of the LI has finally come to some fruition for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113956212261214386?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113956212261214386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113956212261214386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113956212261214386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113956212261214386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/02/amazing-for-me.html' title='Amazing for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113893927851516297</id><published>2006-02-02T21:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:30:57.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Repetition for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So... I wanted to see how many posts I could start w/ "so". Anyway, I am writing a paper for my psch class, and i wanted to look up a word that could replace "concerns" in the phrase "social concerns." So I typed in "feelings," but that sounded weird, so I decided to use the thesaurus to change out the word "feeling." One of the resulting definitions was "manual-genital stimulation." That is just wrong. You know what I wonder about? Do people talk out loud to themselves the way I do? I don't have conversations, mind you, but I'll often say phrases out loud like "Oh no, I don't believe it!" or "I am sooo evil", and many others. I am usually the only one in the room when I do this. Is it normal? why not? I'm don't use it to fill up a silent void, I use music for that. And I am not talking to imaginary people when I do so, just myself. hmm. I was wondering, because I don't really hear other people make exclamations like this when they are the only ones in a room. ok back to the paper. Today: Ok paper's done. so is my first orgo 2 test. pretty darn sure i bombed it. and it's only gonna get harder. shit on a stick. oh well i had some cold stone to ease the pain. it was good, better than the usual crap I do (or don't) eat, but overpriced and probably overrated. So i got a volunteering job at this cool museum in Chicago. I don't how specific bloggers are supposed to be. I'll tell ya its not a huge museum or anything super-famous. It small and unique and that's what I like about the place. It takes me quite awhile to get there, the biggest downside. Ok, though I would throw some classics, some retro, music out there. Now keep in mind, this was really only 1994 or 5. But I was in second grade people! These songs take me back, let me reminisce about the days when I played more than I studied. Damn you, childhood, for leaving so quickly. Kids my age (young adults, if you will. But if we're talking about maturity level...) can't wait to grow up, to stat drinking, gambling, blah blah. I could care less about growing up, since there's no age limit on anything I want to do (except some concerts, that're 21 and over. damn them. but if I am patient, and the band is good, chances are they'll come back here when i am 21. also there's limits on entering contests, mostly age 18,score, but trips are for 21 and up but who cares?) Back to the topic I was on: &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: The Gin Blossoms &lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com/ar-250361-videos--Gin-Blossoms"&gt;Follow You Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;P.S. Mon: So that used to be a link to one of those sites that publish your videos and audio etc, but they took it off for some vague reason. probably copyright. which I didn't really get cuz you can only listen to the song on that site. you can't download it. it's just a link. but whatever, i'm getting tired of them so i'm just gonna have to link you guys to either videos or mp3s on the artist's page or on yahoo music and the like. links are perfectly legal, i know this much. just click on whatever stuff i recommended, from now on.sorry for the inconvenience!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113893927851516297?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113893927851516297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113893927851516297' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113893927851516297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113893927851516297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/02/repetition-for-me.html' title='Repetition for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113856895424279056</id><published>2006-01-29T14:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T23:54:00.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Plans for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This post is in response to wendela's comment below (i was just gonna leave a comment, but it became way too long so...) :

 I think your strategy is an excellent idea. I have been trying to find something cool to attend, non-school related, so that I don't go completely off my rocker from school stress. So far, I am planning on going to a comedy show of one of my fave comedians (I still can't believe he's coming to Chicago). I would also very much like to go to another concert. I went to one last semester (Ted Leo and the Pharmacists, check them out if you like indie rock) and it basically made my whole semester. So I plan on going to at least one per semester, while I'm an undergrad. And there is always a Bulls game. I will be distraught if I don't go to one this year, since I have been going the last 2 years.Now, chances are highly likely that I will be going to the concert and comedy show alone, since my friends aren't into the same stuff as me, or they are just too busy, or whatever. I think taking my mom to the Bulls game would be really cool for her, since she hasn't been to one before (plus maybe I can convince her to buy more expensive seats. But probably not, since I am the worst convincer of all time). On the plus side, there is one week in Feb. that I don't have tests, and I discussed with one of my friends (who has no tests either) the possibility of going to millenium park to ice skate, which I have been dying to do since last year, and then go to some cool place to eat. what good is it living in an awesome city, if you can't take advantage of it? I don't take advantage of it that often, and I think that fact just adds to my depression. So I'm pretty sure we'll go skating. Problem is, neither of us, nor anyone else we will probably bring with us, can skate well. I have skated multiple times and stink, she has not ice skated at all. Oh well, it's not the freakin Olympics. Oh, I am already addicted to New York Hack. Add her blog to the 10+ that are already in my Favorites list, and you can see why I never get any work done. I need some self-control.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113856895424279056?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113856895424279056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113856895424279056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113856895424279056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113856895424279056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/plans-for-me.html' title='Plans for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113816996123938742</id><published>2006-01-25T00:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T04:28:39.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Bloggage for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So this is the first blog I am going to be recommending, actually a post from a blog. It's not my favorite blog, simply because I have only been reading it for an hour, but i couldn't resist sharing this post. short and hilarious. Ok the blog is called New York Hack and here's the post: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://newyorkhack.blogspot.com/2005/08/295-gallon.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;$2.95 a gallon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I really need to be doing schoolwork. heh.(oh from now on, purple=blog, vlog, or just a site)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;P.S. People are actually reading the blog!(contrary to what that feedreader thing says, a disgrace which will soon be removed from my sight) and commenting! Apparently, it is ill-advised for me to not talk about my feelings in a blog, so I guess I will not ? do what I said i would in the previous post. I know. I am confused, as well. Since being frank is in style, I would like to say that I am completely miserable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113816996123938742?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113816996123938742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113816996123938742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113816996123938742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113816996123938742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-bloggage-for-me.html' title='First Bloggage for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113805286374416005</id><published>2006-01-23T15:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T00:49:50.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Entertaining the Masses for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;so red=video and green=mp3. i've decided this will be my new motto: internalize. quite frankly, i don't want to bore anyone to death w/ my feelings about my stupid college life, and i am afraid i may have caused a few heart stoppages already, from my past rantings and ravings. so i am just going to stop w/ all the mushy gushy emotional crap. i am just going to do what i set out to do in my vlog clip: entertain the masses...of me. i will definitely write about what i feel on these entertaining topics, but i will no longer write about unrelated crap, like in the what i want for me post. it just sounds stupid and desperate when i go that deep into stuff. and i need to follow my motto in real life also, not just the blogging world. no one wants to hear about how much i hate such and such about such and such at school. period. no need for an exclamation point. from now on, the facade of fun-loving (albeit unusually quiet) suchie will be a 24 hour deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113805286374416005?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113805286374416005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113805286374416005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113805286374416005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113805286374416005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/entertaining-masses-for-me.html' title='Entertaining the Masses for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113805239594903609</id><published>2006-01-23T15:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T14:24:25.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Firefox for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;So I decided to get Firefox after seeing a segment on Rocketboom. I've just been trying it out (instead of doing Physics hmwk). which is strange, cuz i usually stay loyal to whatever i am used to (Internet Explorer, now I know bloggers LOVE macs, compared to PC, and i'm sure i'd like it too, but I can't afford new equip, and no one is going to teach me whatever i had to teach myself about pc's, which is almost everything, since i never had time to take a computer class.), but it just so happens that my computer was acting really strangely last night, before i saw the segment.  internet explorer would freeze for these brief periods, which never really happened on my own computer, but all the time at my home's(hmmm... we do need a new comp. cuz the one we have now is chock full of viruses, but i really don't think they could handle learning a new format.actually, they maybe could, since they haven't had to learn as much about pc as i have, their minds prob. aren't set in pc mode. well we'll see. it's up to the 'rents and to the whiny sisters. i will just have to argue that mac is easier or something, though i don't know all the facts myself, and converting stuff from pc to mac seems like the biggest problem, hell who knows? ). and twice it would make this loud beep noise. and then my computer would make all these running noises even though it was turned off or if i was away from it, like there was a disc in it, or it was busy doing lots of activities at once, which it wasn't. it was just supposed to be sitting there, it never made that much noise just sitting there. so i suspected a virus or something, and used whatever i have to check for viruses and nothing came up, so...But supposedly firefox is much safer (i don't know how exactly) and it does actually seem faster. what still worries me, even if i keep using firefox, what went wrong w/ the explorer in the first place? it never seemed slow until last night, or whenever using wireless, but that was expected. do i have stupid viruses? i don't know. dang it.  someone read my blog! so now i know that feed counter work. see a lot of serious bloggers are like "i don't need a counter to tell me that i am popular" blah blah. which i think it awesome, but at least they KNOW someone is reading. I on the other hand have no clue, and am probably just typing to myself. oh well, it's probably therapeutic in the least. see that little "0 comments" Click it. I dare you.  then go the box on the right, and type in whatever u are thinking. come on, go ahead. ok, post later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113805239594903609?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113805239594903609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113805239594903609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113805239594903609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113805239594903609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/firefox-for-me.html' title='Firefox for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113800546110520517</id><published>2006-01-23T02:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T02:37:41.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Political Comedy for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You know what sucks? Not being able to diss Bush all day alongside my friends. Not that they like him...they just don't care, about politics or world events, etc. I don't think they vote, know a lot about the issues etc. It helps that I turned 18 on a presidential election year, along with an American Problems class and a barrage of info from the media. Then I took a PoliSci class my freshman year (after the election, with newly updated textbook! don't get me started on the soul-depraved textbook companies). Story-telling professor and TA (I love those kind), helped me learn a little bit more about the inside of our political system, though it's skimming the surface (I would love to take more of these classes, except I don't intend on working in PoliSci in my future, so it is a waste of time, unfortunately, in my current college path. i considered a minor in it,because politics do fascinate and disgust me that much, but it's too many hours and too many papers). I can't blame them much, since I was a pretty clueless high-schooler less than 2 years ago. I am still pretty clueless but now I have technology to help me find genius items of information (documentary, blogs, etc) about the current shape of our planet. Here is a funny one, since I do love my comedy:
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rocketboom.com/vlog/archives/2006/01/rb_06_jan_20.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rocketboom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113800546110520517?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113800546110520517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113800546110520517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113800546110520517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113800546110520517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/political-comedy-for-me.html' title='Political Comedy for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113774352988230582</id><published>2006-01-20T01:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T14:01:14.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Desi Comedy for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So no one has been reading this blog. Tried some new techniques on facebook to direct traffic here, because facebook is limited to just words and lame pictures. There's only so many words college kids want to read in your facebook profile. so i said if they wanted to really know me, head on over here. i don't think it will work. But I am definitely gaining more confidence and wisdom in my judgements of what entertainment is good enough to share with people. I've put 2 video clips on my aim info and there were a big hit w/ my close friends, well since that's the only reason i even use aim, to quickly chat w/ them, no one else. (but if any readers out there want to chat w/ me, please feel free. i don't think u exist anyway.) i didn't even force them to watch! so that is encouraging. 1 clip was the Lazy sunday, and the other is the one I am posting today. there are two other clips on the same site you'll be directed towards, but they are the same exact thing, so u don't really need to bother watching those. this clip contains all of the jokes he currently does. hope you enjoy, and please, for the love of god, comment! i need feedback:
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&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/?v=t2szHcDuz8o"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rajiv Satyal Opening Act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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One of my friends suggested i quit pre-med and do stand-up. i wish i was that funny. no, i like to crack sarcastic or observational jokes as often as i can, but I think I am the only one that even understands what comes out of my mouth, most of the time. I will say that I can relate to one of Rajiv's joke. Here's my own take on those experiences: "I usually speak up before the teacher is forced to say my name wrong. Or I let them say it wrong and I respond "yep that's me, suzjackl." That's nothing like my real name, in case you were wondering. oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113774352988230582?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113774352988230582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113774352988230582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113774352988230582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113774352988230582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/desi-comedy-for-me.html' title='Desi Comedy for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113749509579460387</id><published>2006-01-17T04:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T23:00:57.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy-Haired Singer/Songwriter for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: Peter Salett&lt;/span&gt;
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Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://music.yahoo.com/ar-273527-videos--Peter-Salett"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;With Anybody Else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; . Click on the only video there.
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So I heard this song quite a while back, forgot about it for a little while, mostly cuz it is hard to find his music anywhere. He also did some stuff for this silly comedy "Wet Hot American Summer." I think he is pretty big in L.A., played in clubs there often, and was friends with lots of actors and such, as u might recognize in the video. This song is definitely different from most stuff out there, but I think the lyrics are sweet, and I like the ending a lot. i give it 3 catchy-riffics. yep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113749509579460387?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113749509579460387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113749509579460387' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113749509579460387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113749509579460387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/crazy-haired-singersongwriter-for-me.html' title='Crazy-Haired Singer/Songwriter for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113732267262473001</id><published>2006-01-15T04:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T15:16:55.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Band for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: May or May Not &lt;br&gt;

Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/yo_chicago/momn_03Jan15200604.37.38.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Gotta Get Outta Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;


Now this is the kind of music I want Chicago to spit out more often than it does (I'm over these Chicago punk pop bands, who are currently making rounds on mtv and fuse. maybe if I was still a sophomore in high school...). I found this song when I was still living at home, I'm guessing during my senior year. The lyrics, oh my god, the lyrics. It would definitely have pleased me as a senior (how ironic that I still  feel the need to escape). The only thing that saddens me is that this version is not what I originally loved (it's gone, gone I tell you!). This is from their album, faster rhythmn, more produced (of course). What I first heard was not from any album. Oh well. It is still worth 3 and 3/4 catchy-riffics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113732267262473001?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113732267262473001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113732267262473001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113732267262473001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113732267262473001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/chicago-band-for-me.html' title='Chicago Band for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113711175812762335</id><published>2006-01-12T18:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T10:35:54.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarity for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Dudes are going to blow up. It is official. Things have been brewing for a while, like getting jobs on SNL, and Chez's blog being a Blog to Note. And this short was probably the deal sealer. So hilarious and the Dudes created it all, with Parnell's help. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/Sk9286-hilarity114.mov"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;
&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lazy Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
If the link doesn't work, someone took it off, which is fine, but you'll have to find it yourself. just Google it, and u'll definitely find it.

&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have been watching them for a while, many times, instead of studying. oh well. In fact, one of the Dudes directs videos and through him, I found W.A.S. So I will always be grateful to The Lonely Island boys, even if they become more famous than those blue collar, or kings, or whatever of comedy. enjoy and comment!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113711175812762335?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113711175812762335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113711175812762335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113711175812762335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113711175812762335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/hilarity-for-me.html' title='Hilarity for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113703792412774749</id><published>2006-01-11T21:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T01:16:54.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Want for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So it has come to my attention that I am a complete nuisance of a person. For this reason, and probably some others, I hesistate to speak, quite possibly, every single day of my life. I am being completely irrational some of these times, but No One is really interested in what I have to say, so it is probably annoying to them when I try to introduce my interests to them. Ok so I have always known this, I just forget about it over time, but then I get these bouts of recurring recognition of those facts. Like today. All I want is for someone (not everyone, it takes away the mystery...ha) to understand me. To see why I act the way I do, to be interested in the same things I am, to know what shapes me into me. For god's sake, I don't have eccentric interests. There are plenty of people, in just this country, maybe even in Chicago, that listen to the same bands, watch the same funny shows, movies, videos etc and GET IT. so why can't I find a single one to be friends with??? I do put in more effort than most, since I avoid some mainstream in favor of originality. I suppose finding those who get me is the purpose of my blog, and a lot of good it is doing, seeing as to how many people have left a correspondence on this page. I just want to laugh to great comedy and dance to awesome rock, and I do do these things, but alone, cuz it would suck having to wait around for someone to share such experiences with ( I think this is improper grammar, and the title). I would be waiting forever, it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113703792412774749?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113703792412774749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113703792412774749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113703792412774749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113703792412774749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-i-want-for-me.html' title='What I Want for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113670530807102035</id><published>2006-01-08T01:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T15:21:37.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Music for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Since I decided to remove past posts, i don't want to take away from any music enthusiasts out there, so here are all my past songs of the day. Keep in mind I own NONE of the music on this site, and I make absolutely NO profit from anything. everything here is simply for your listening pleasure, not my financial gain. i remain a poor college kid, now and forever more. i noticed a lot of these selections have become way more mainstream now than at the point i posted about them. i didn't know they'd become all mtvish and fuseified.   :{. oh well. Alrighty:&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: Wilco&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Im_a_wheel/WilcoImAWheel.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I'm a Wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Artist:Wheat&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song:&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/whatey_wheat/WheatIMetaGirl.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Met a Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Artist: Hot Hot Heat&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Hotness_or_Not/HotHotHeatTalktoMeDanceWithMe.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Talk to Me, Dance with Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Artist: Joshua Radin&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song:&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Wintery_Goodness/RadinJoshuaWinter.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Artist: Travis (my equiv to U2)&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Gypsies_1/TravisLoveWillComeThrough.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Love Will Come Through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Artist: The Honorary Title&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Bronxy/TheHonoraryTitleBridgeandTunnel.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bridge and Tunnel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;



&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: Rancid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/old_times_5/RancidTimeBomb.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Time Bomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist:Brendan Benson (gonna be huuuuuggge, or should be, if mainstream was up to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Fordy_Forf/BensonBrendanColdHandsWarmHeart.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cold Hands, Warm Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;
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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist:Brendan Benson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/all_by_himself/BensonBrendanSpitItOut.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spit It Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: Ted Leo and the Pharmacists (seen in best concert ever for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Johnny_4/TedLeoandThePharmacistsTimorousMe.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Timorous Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: Ash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/whoa_dead/AshOrpheus.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Orpheus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist:Reindeer Section (if i was to wed, this would be my slow dance)&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song:&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Waaahhh/ReindeerSectionIfEverythingFellQuiet.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If Everything Fell Quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;

&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist:Hey Mercedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Song:&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/angry_susie/HeyMercedesLashingOut.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lashing Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;If u couldn't tell, I have spacing issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113670530807102035?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113670530807102035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113670530807102035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113670530807102035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113670530807102035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-music-for-me.html' title='Old Music for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113670485068772146</id><published>2006-01-08T01:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:54:17.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Quaint for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: We Are Scientists
Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Scene_Dead/WeAreScientistsThisSceneisDead.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This Scene Is Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;.


These guys are going to be (well, already are, for me) HUGE. good for them, bad for me. i HATE music posers, if u couldn't tell. i knew W.A.S. Before Dave Letterman, but that won't matter to those damn teeny-boppers, getting their unclean hands on this oh-so-holy music. and how quaint that this song title totally describes my being back at school. i give it ...4 catchy-riffics. There will be a third post for the day later. i am trying to fit a lot of my thoughts in before i get sucked back into the vortex that is UIC and its unimaginably bland people, also known as bleeps. Comment!!&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Afterthought:  I just realized W.A.S. are kinda like an older, smaller , cleverer version of Rooney,w/ a little pinch of Phantom Planet, by way of Franz Ferdinand . I do like these bands,yes indeed, just not their exposure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113670485068772146?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113670485068772146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113670485068772146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113670485068772146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113670485068772146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/how-quaint-for-me.html' title='How Quaint for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113670350520880779</id><published>2006-01-08T00:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T01:03:54.136-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Me!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am going back to school this afternoon. I cannot fully express the disdain I feel for this concept. I feel sick just thinking about it. Literally. I can tell some sort of fevered illness is coming upon me, which i, quite frankly, find hard to believe, since i just got over being sick for over 2 weeks of break, and i just got my flu shot yesterday (i am a hilarious injection receiver, giving shreiks of the century, good enough for King Kong i tell ya). how the heck can it happen again? I hope it's all in my head, brought about by this impending doom of failing all my classes and its consequential nervous breakdown looming over me. how can i possibly even get Bs in orgo 2, orgo 1 lab, and physics 1? impossible. i would be soooo happy if i could get an A in 1 of these 2 lectures, and in lab. i would even settle for a B in lab, shit. my hands are shaking, and i am on the verge of tears. poor me, ha. you know who helps? we are scientists, that's who. more on those geniosos later. as u can see, i added a pic to my profile, not so groovy, am i? and my old whiny posts will be removed by the time anyone reads this. i think it is just a lot safer for me to do this. don't need the extra tension. i think i am also going to get that RSS feed started up for this site. i still feel like an inadequate blogger. oh well. that's more than i can say for those fools still on xanga. how blah. no offense, but it is not worthy of the big B. i will post a W.A.S. song later today. let me go mope around for a bit (exasperated sigh).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113670350520880779?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113670350520880779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113670350520880779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113670350520880779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113670350520880779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/help-me.html' title='Help Me!!!'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8304799.post-113654564288967348</id><published>2006-01-06T04:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T01:09:17.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy to Relate to for Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist: Jude
Song: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/download/Easy_to_Relate_to_for_Me_and_Just_About_Everyone_Else/JudeKingOfYesterday.mp3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;King of Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;

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I think the sentiment of this song is incredibly easy for anyone to relate to, even me. Hope you enjoy. I give it 3 and 1/2 catchy-riffics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8304799-113654564288967348?l=suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/feeds/113654564288967348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8304799&amp;postID=113654564288967348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113654564288967348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8304799/posts/default/113654564288967348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://suchiesclearspot.blogspot.com/2006/01/easy-to-relate-to-for-me.html' title='Easy to Relate to for Me'/><author><name>Suchie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06339744065819973117</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4492/556/320/IMG_0510.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
