Textspeak is a whole new language, don’t you think? It’s dreadful butchery of English, of course, and hugely annoying-but if you can spell it right… it might be less grating than some of the more common grammar/spelling errors I run across on a daily basis on the internet.
Thus, ftw. For the win.
For this very last university “research class” that started nearly a month ago (it’s been so long? Wow!) I have no papers. I have no homework. Instead, I’m doing data entry/analysis for a nutrition population research lab. It’s such a beautiful thing I nearly cried when I found out (this weekend). And if I just finish my required hours, I get a bachelor’s degree in August. Oh. Yes.
Apart from that little piece of brilliant news, life is good. The job at the yogurt shop has been nice (minus one decidedly unpleasant encounter, which prompted the unusual purchase of a quaint little book published in the 1990s entitled “Back Off”). We just got permission to cut back on some of the work we have to do to close the shop every night, which means I’m getting out maybe 20-30 minutes earlier than a couple weeks ago. Nice. See, it applies sometimes.
Korea plans are on hold at the moment-can’t apply until October, really should be finishing the teaching certificate but still looking for a place to do the required volunteer hours. If anyone reading this knows of an online/local opportunity, I. Am. All. Ears.
Quite a few 101 posts have been updated this month (may need to change the way I do that; it’s getting tiresome to do them all individually and THEN notice that to someone who isn’t digging through my 101-linked posts on a daily basis, it looks like I haven’t updated the blog in a month-!!). Will post formal updates for May and June soon. At any rate, thanks for sticking around and ttfn 😉
Documentary on epigenetics, my favourite class last semester. This shows research from several different scientists into how your lifestyle affects your children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren… They tried to make it sound exciting and groundbreaking and creepy and revolutionary, but I don’t quite see how it can be. The discovery of the mechanism-yes, maybe. Maybe science has been so near-sighted that breaking the genetic code was supposed to be the be-all and end-all (can you say hubris?!). But the concept that your children are affected by what you do to the third and fourth generation? So old it’s Biblical.
A couple of points to take home:
– Eat to USDA standards and avoid stressful situations if you’re pregnant, may become pregnant, or are a teenaged male. Stop laughing.
– Get nutrigenetic testing asap-the future will be way cool.
– Pay attention to the diseases your direct ancestors have and take preventative steps now.
– There is nothing new under the sun.
Leverage by Joshua C. Cohen
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
This was an important book for me to read, and the only one of its genre I tried. I just hated it.
Good things: the characters themselves (aside from the bullies) felt extremely real, the funny bit with the gymnastics team at the lake, messy redemption, something of a happy ending, in the scenario given the book was completely believable.
Bad things: in the scenario given the book was completely believable. Horrible content that made me very surprised it was on the teen shelf at the library. Guess if the author is right and bullying is this bad IRL, it was a book that maybe needed to be there.
Diagnosis: 24 for teen boys, with all attendant warnings for parental preview and supervision and availability to talk it over when they’re done. Something I needed to read as a potential teacher: what to look for, how to help, what not to do in a suspected hardcore bullying situation. Something to remember on the hard days.
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As a nutrition major, I really think not doing this at least once would be hypocritical. Besides the fact that I’ve always, always, always wanted a job involving food 🙂
So I applied to just about everything within walking distance of my house and school and finally found a frozen yogurt shop that would take me on this May. Maybe not the ideal thing for a nutrition major, but at this point I don’t really care: wooo hoo discounted ice cream!!! I am so in love with this job people are scared to talk to me about it for fear of the oozing sap!