through the looking glass

i woke up this morning really annoyed and irritated. after a dysfunctional breakfast with the family, looking through pictures from this summer and listening to some music i am in a great mood!

sometimes i wish i had 36. there is just too many things that i want to do but not enough time.

i hate letting people down that are counting on me :(

lance: lance and anay here, sitting in the bio learning center, waiting for helpless souls to walk through the door looking for bio help. if were lucky, marvin o’neal and corey fortcher will walk through the door any minute.

anay: AMS 110 is going to be exciting today. It’s Lance’s first time in AMS. He shall meet our great professor.

anay and lance:

i walk to the SAC

with books in my pack

the smells of sweet pizza are near

and boy am i starting to fear

the lunch line is long

and man that’s just wrong

the prices here are outrageous

but the aroma is Oh! SO contagious

im thinking about my classes

but cant see without my glasses

maybe double clicker points will keep me going

hopefully my pad i.d. wont be showing

the day is coming to a close

and tonight im gonna strike a pose

i lay in bed thinking about my day

tomorrow nothing can stand in my way

anay: add some oooomphh.

professor ?: Noooooo how could you get that one wrong

lance: this poem made me hungry

ever since you are young, everyone asks you what do you want to be when you grow up?

when i was young [around the age of 5] i wanted to a be teacher. pretty standard for a 5 year old but then one day my cousin bought me this beautiful astronomy book. i think i read the book around 50 times. it had beautiful pictures of all the planets, fun facts about space and information about stars. it even had this page where it was talking about meteor showers and mentioned a date [it was somewhere in August of 20xx] where there would be a spectacular meteor shower. at that point i didnt even know that a year beyond the 1990s could exist but i bookmarked it on my calender. call me dork but i carried the book everywhere: to school, to parties, the beach, everywhere. as i started to read the book more and more the pages began to get worn in and the paint on the black spine of the book began to wore out. showing signs of ocd at a young age i colored in these white areas with black sharpie. thus developed my fascination of space. dream job # 1: astronaut.

i had a similar fascination with a pocket sized book about weather around the age of 9. i used to run around and say “did you know [insert random weather fact here]. there was this particular chapter in this book that to this day haunts me. it was a chapter about tornados, it talked about the formation of a tornado as well as the safety measures to take when there was a tornado warning. since then everytime i enter a building i try to find a room where i can hind in case of a tornado. then i saw twister the movie and became fascinated with tornados. dream job # 2: tornado chaser

i dont think i had a dream job in middle school, i was pretty much focused with growing tall [never really happened] :P

alas comes high school. like any brown person i wanted to be doctor. it seemed like the convenient thing to do. i was good at science so doctor seemed like a good idea. but i was never fully happy with the profession.

i dont know when it happened, how it happened but i thought about dental school. it combines everything i love. people, art, science, intelligence, dexterity. it seems like a tailor made profession. i have to thank my dentist, dr. jones for finally giving me a full tooth smile at the ripe age of 18! dream dream career #3: dentist

if all else fails i am gonna be a chef!!!! dream job # 4: chef!