I rarely go on facebook but lately the phone app has been sending me messages that kind of sound like they belong in a fortune cookie: “you have more facebook friends than you think, your lucky numbers are 42,7,32,6,3, duuu mahhh” (okay the last part is a lie and a bit racist but you get my point). I don’t know if I should be flattered by this enticement or insulted. But the last time I checked I could’ve sworn I only had like two fb friends, so I’m pretty sure that’s a lie, can’t fool me fb. At the same time I can’t help but wish my bank account would send me stuff like this, but then again it would also be a lie because I’m broke (I eat too much food, primarily sushi). “Your wealth is not defined by the amount of money or friends but by how much sushi you can eat”- Tkanes. Now that belongs in a fortune cookie.
Pharrell’s new song legitimately makes my morning commute somewhat happier. It’s probably because he repeats the word ‘happy’ a total of 78 times, which subconsciously coerces me into believing his happyganda (happy propaganda). I have a subtle feeling that this song eternally repeats on a loop in hell, that’s ironic.
Listening to Tchakaikovsky’s 6th symphony while reading Dr.Mukherjee’s biography/history of cancer makes me feel both strangely depressed and sophisticated at the same time. This book is extraordinarily insightful and particularly interesting if you’re a science major or know of anyone who has dealt with cancer. But seriously though how awesome is that title.
I tend to think of these random fantasies to keep me motivated in my studies, it’s hard staying disciplined especially when so many distractions are woven into my daily routine. One of these fantasies is that I somehow discover the cure for cancer and while I’m accepting my noble peace prize, I shout to the press “I’m gay!”. The next day the news headline reads: “Gay Scientist Discovers Cure For Cancer, Being Gay Not An Abomination After All”. Suddenly attitudes towards gays change. Gay marriage is legal in every country, America elects its first gay president, unicorns and rainbows fall from the sky, thus an end to an era of cancer and discrimination.