from the Weekend

 

FoodTV

I love being home because I can sit and watch FoodTV all day. Like right now. I'm watching All Star Grill - South Beach. OMG...grilled bruschetta, Parsley Spice Rub over Chicken, Chocolate chip cookie s'mores, grilled pork tenderloin with coconut/tomato salad, grilled artichoke with parsley sauce.

One of these days... I'm going to make a full on Italian Meal: appetizer, entree, dessert, the whole 9 years.

Another thing that I love about being home is sitting in front of the piano. Like all good Asian children, I took piano lessons growing up. All two years. Granted, I'm not grade 10 in CM or whatever, but I love just sitting in front of the piano with just me, worship song chords and my voice. It's the best time of worship. I find that more often than not, these are the times of sweetest worship when I'm just by myself either in front of the piano or with just my guitar. It's even cooler when my parents come and sing along, too. Very informal, very relaxed, very uninhibited. I love it.

I <3 Torrance

Why?

because my parents are there
because it's 5 minutes away from the beach
it's familiar
there's a park across the street

and i'm going there this weekend.

so blessed, I am.

Thanks God :)

Checklists

So I've told a number of people that I have a list of things to do in San Francisco before I graduate. And another person asked if I had a list of things to do before I die. And another person asked if I had it in writing. Ok here goes:
Things to do in SF before I graduate:
1) Climb Half Dome
2) Run bay to breakers at least once more
3) To do this
4) Go Sailing in the Bay
5) See fireworks from Teasure Island
6) Go to Suite 181
7) Legion of Honor
8) go Camping somewhere...real tent, real campsite.
9) Buy something from the new Bloomingdales
10) Go to Fillmore Jazz Festival
11) Run Nike Women's Marathon (maybe half marathon...)
12) Go to Vegas and play as a legal adult, none of this under 18 stuff

Things to do before I die:
1) Read and finish Modern Library's Top 100 Models
2) Tour Italy
3) Snowboard in the Alps
4) See AnkorWat
5) Sleep the whole night in a hammock
6) Raise a kid well
7) To save a life somehow

I'll think of more stuff later. :)

Last Weekend

Roz for Choice

No, I'm not advocating a woman's right to choose, but I've come across a very interesting epiphany this past weekend. I can choose. I have the choice on how I react to certain situations even though sometimes I always thought i was "made" to react a certain way. I can choose my future husband. Even though it feels counterintuitive to me, I have the choice to say yes or no instead of thinking that any guy that "chooses me" is a keeper. That's what's been my downfall in the past. I have the choice to accept things and I have the choice to be joyful.

This is what free will feels like. Kind of liberating.

But you know how you know there's organic vegetables, but you still get the cheaper vegetables? You still don't get the organic vegetables (even though they might be better) because you're comfortable with the cheaper vegetables. I feel that way sometimes with this newfound freedom. I'm still in the habit of not choosing... not even considering my choices. That's an interesting habit to break.

God has brought me such a long way from that bad place, but this past weekend, he's reminded me that I'm not fine yet. That i'm still a work in progress and I definitely can't provide my own joy. It's funny how amazing His timing is.

Quick Case!

RC is a 24 yo female who comes into your office complaining of dizziness, tingling hands and feeling "cold". She appears to be lethargic, her lips and conjunctiva is pale. upon physical examination reveals everything in normal limits. She has a history of irregular menses. The latest cycle started today. She also donated blood yesterday.

What do you recommend?

Yup, that's me.
Current therapy includes:
Liberal Amounts of Fluid
Ferrous Fumarate 86mg. (27mg elemental FE)

Anything else I should do?

Worst Joke Ever

But I still laugh EVERY TIME.

 

Representative Conversation
Roz: Hey.. my mom left some updog in the freezer, what to try some?
Person A: What's updog?
Roz: Oh, nothing much, wanna go to the beach?
Person A: LAAAAAAME

dude... gets me every time.

Invisible

I've felt invisible so many times before, but these children... are truly invisible. Abducted in their homes, schools, and trained to fight in the LRA. I can't imagine having to walk 10 miles every night just to find a safe place to sleep.
I was looking at the bracelet campaign and one of the bracelets is about a girl named Rosalyn. It's eerie to know that someone with my name has been abducted, raped or even killed because of this war.

Walking Contradiction

So I'm walking along Parnassus Ave. and at the bus stop, I see a man dressed in jeans and a T-shirt that says.. "Trust me, I'm a Doctor." and he's smoking.

Pharmacists are supposed to have really good memories. Mine sucks. 2 weeks ago, I forgot my keys THREE TIMES that week. THREE TIMES, I had to call one of my roomates or landlord to let me in. Now I have a sign in the stairwell saying "Keys, Wallet, Cell Phone" to remind me.

Early Alzheimers?

Learning Impaired

::vent::

I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING FOR THERAPEUTICS!!!

a;lsdkfj jk;a lkdfj

so frustrating.

::end vent::

Loneliness

I feel my loneliness more acutely when every member of my family is more than 2000 miles away.

Today, I went to class (well, some of it), went to work and came home. I did most stuff by myself, not really talking to anyone. But i've been feeling it since yesterday night when my family scattered all over the rest of the world.

Even though i was still kind of far from everyone before yesterday, I still felt like there was a connection.

Anyway...on a more positive note, if you want a prayer letter for my summer endeavors, let me know.

picture post part quatre

From the biggest m&m store in the world. They have this machine that "deciphers" your color mood. I think mine is pretty accurate.









FAO Swartz. Unfortunately, we only spent like 6min in the store and the giant keyboard was closed. but the Patrick the Pups were available, so we take a picture. The lighting in this picture is amazing. Good job!









WHEN YOU CAME?!!?!!?!
is the motto of this trip? Why? I dunno.. maybe 'cause we're travelling in NYC... FoB sTyLe~!!!

Picture Post Part Trois

We <3 NY!!! Taken at the Statue of Liberty. Skyline of Manhattan in the background.










Taken at Ground Zero. Apologize for the language, but I feel like it kind of hits home what my generation thinks, how we think and what we think about. Pretty powerful.








Serendipity. Aside from the UBER-rude host, the frozen hot chocolate was awesome. And so is this picture. (taken by Aileen)









We're at the met. There were 2 free pedestals, so we're now egyptian gods! Then people started copying us which made the experience pretty funny.

Picture Post Part Deax

Iceskating at the Roc. do the roc-away... and lean back.. and lean back.... ok cheesy. sorry, I just burst into booty song sometimes. I love this picture, too. Except a creepy street vendor didn't take it like the one in Friends.







Taken at Max Brenner's. That you see us eating is a crepe with chocolate and hazelnut. Yes, I guess you can say it's nutella. but House made nutella!!!








SLUMBER PARTY!!! We all look beautiful without makeup. I had a really good time spending time with these girls and just having fun. Good job with the bonding. :)

PICTURE POST!

Myun Hwa came! I'm sorry again for making you wait for the restaurant for so long, but it was SOOOOO good to see you! :)
As you can see... the corn in the cob in our mouths, and we are very happy. This is the BEST corn on the cob ever. Grilled, smothered with cheese and paprika. OMG so good.
(Cafe Habana - Soho)





The 4 of us (-Christina) at bar 13 with the BEST DJ EVAR! This is how I kicked off my Birthday. Fun stuff.









This is all of us (-Winnie) in Central Park. I love the composition of this picture. The sole male in the picture is Joe. He's one of Christina's friends from college and is an AWESOME tourguide. THANKS JOECHENGOD!!!







Winnie, Julie and I on some ledge at Club Duvet. This is how I finished off my birthday. DJ not as good, but it was fun, nevertheless.

2 encouraging things

let it go,
let it roll right off your shoulder
don’t you know
the hardest part is over
let it in,
let your clarity define you
in the end
we will only just remember how it feels

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

let it slide,
let your troubles fall behind you
let it shine
until you feel it all around you
and i don’t mind
if it’s me you need to turn to
we’ll get by,
it’s the heart that really matters in the end

our lives are made
in these small hours
these little wonders,
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away,
but these small hours,
these small hours still remain

all of my regret
will wash away some how
but i can not forget
the way i feel right now

in these small hours
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away but these small hours
these small hours, still remain,
still remain
these little wonders
these twists & turns of fate
time falls away
but these small hours
these little wonders still remain
-Rob Thomas

"Look into my, Lord. In obedience to your will I recall this and confess to you. May my soul now adhere to you. You detached it from the birdlime which held me fast in death. How unhappy it was! Your scalpel cut to the quick of the wound, so that I should have leave all these ambitions and be converted to you, who are 'above all things' (Rom 9:5) and without whom all things are nothing, and that by conversion I should be healed."
-St. Augustine

4Seasons

The 4 seasons is a really popular metaphor for life. Why? Because it fits so well.

I dunno...

I feel like my life so far has gone through Spring (being born), Summer (growing up), Fall (High School, parts of college), Winter (parts of college and first year of pharmacy school) and now the season has come back to Spring.

Bringing in another cliche, spring really does come in like a lion and out like a lamb. I feel like the frost is melting from my psyche and shoots are growing. Am I establishing roots in the bay area? I dunno. But I feel like I'm in that transition between winter and spring. Where it rains a lot, there's a lot of growth and hopefully some flowering coming soon and some snow still left on the ground. Episodes of sadness, of wanting not to live anymore, extreme tiredness, burntoutness and fatigue have plagued my bones these past few years and I'm ready for Spring.

I'm ready for the growth, for the growing pains that shape one's character. I still hurt, but i've come to realize that the hurt is good. People who have lived charmed lives don't know what it feels like to hurt and their joy is taken for granted. I never EVER want to take the joy that I've recieved for granted. ever.

and that, again is too poetic for my own good.

time for pho!.... pho' shizzle.

Buzz

This morning was abuzz. The classroom was swimming with both excitement and disappointment. Everyone was asking everyone else "where are you going?" Today was the day the list was posted. The list of the rotation site assignments. We're placed in one of 6 sites: San Francisco, South Bay, LA/OC, Fresno, Davis and San Diego. Yesterday we were all nervous.

Where am I going?

I'm not going anywhere. I'm staying. :)

Blue Like Jazz

I guess I have a lot to say considering I updated about 12 hrs ago.

But on the plane ride to and fro NY, I started and finished Blue Like Jazz by Donald Miller. Yes, I'm still working on Anna Karenina and Confessions. But I borrowed the book for spring break (THANKS JEN!!) and thought I should read it. It reads a lot like a blog. But the book is interesting in that it is written from life in the first person. It's unexpectedly candid and he is very real and honest about his faith. This book is the manifestation of Phil 2:12. Donald Miller continues to work out his salvation with fear and trembling and its very apparent in his book.

Something that I don't exactly agree with is his description of is salvation as being "Christian Spirituality" and comparing it to the negatively connoted "Christianity" and "Fundamentalism." I think it is still possible to be a fundamentalist christian and still have liberal ideas about social justice and politics. I dunno, it's just me. As some people would describe me as a "utopian idealist."

Gosh... that was dang academic. I think it's a good read. God works in subtle ways in the U.S. and this book is a testament to it.

What else was I going to talk about?

oh yeah,

So I AM going to try this reading one non science book a quarter thing. Even though therapeutics (the ugly monster that will probably be my profession in the next 5 years) I still want to be well rounded and experience everything from art to literature to good music. BTW, Duncan Shiek is playing at the independent in April. Anyone want to come with me?

OH YEAH, i wanted to talk about goals this quarter...

It's the year of the pig and I just turned 24. Excuse me if this sounds self absorbed, but this is going to be MY YEAR. Yes, that's right. So prepare, people. I actually always wanted to say that and no I have nothing interesting to follow it up with. oh well. Goes to show how deep I am. :P