why is it that i am the most immature person i know? i snicker at "dirty" jokes that a third grader wouldn't even bother laughing at, i see a phallus in everything longer than it is wide, and i think boobies are fascinating- especially my own - they seem to be growing!
today in organic lab i made a penis out of recycled polyethylene. my TA suggested i make a star or a boat, but i decided to be even more unoriginal and immature and go with a phallus. that's ok, i have won over the hearts of all of my labmates. or something.
and of course, interesting fact of the day:

the sanskrit word for "corner" or the meeting of two walls is the same word that is used for sexual intercourse.


hey! the MCAT is tomorrow. but what's more important is what i'm doing immediately after:

1. skydiving/canoeing/white water rafting/anything that ends in "ing"
2. zoo?
3. fixing bike
4. work
5. concert
6. in general, creating a ruckus.

shit. i forgot grocery shopping and perhaps the purchasing of personal sanitary items, such as soap, which i have been without for the past week. well. perhaps i can squeeze that in somewhere.

p.s. twice, today, i looked at my phone and it started ringing instantaneously. that's power, baby.