RIP Elias. Even though it sounds like you were being an idiot and it was your fault, people screw up every day and most don't die because of it. Bad luck I guess. It still sucks, and odd how it always seems to be the really cool people who have to pay for their mistakes. *Moment of silence*

And moving on, because as hard as it is that is what we have to do when life throws things like this at us.

Yesterday Alyssa and I had a fondu party, which was pretty awesome. Neither of us had a lighter so we had to run up and down the hall way ringing everyone's doorbells and asking if anyone had a lighter or matches. We finally found someone who did, and as luck would have it it was actually someone from the honors program, honors kids are everywhere!
So we had chocolate covered strawberries, bananas, cookies, and marsh mellows.
Then we created a facebook fan club for one of our awesome tas. No not stalkeish at all.
Fun times!

Funny how we make all these elaborate plans and yet things never seem to go the way we plan them to. So is there really a point?
I guess we like to make plans because we want the illusion that we are in control of our own lives. To think that if we stick to this framework of ideas that we can truly be all that we want to be. That we really can climb the highest mountain, surf the biggest wave, run the longest marathon. It's so empowering!
Yet when it really comes down to things we really have very little control. Every aspect of our lives depends on other people, on other things. We can't do this because someone fell through. Or we can't do that because it's hailing the size of basket balls.
And then there is always that random chance. Like some idiot runs a red light and you happen to be in the crosswalk and have to miss the marathon that you had been planning for years to do.
But one of the things that makes life awesome is the ability to adapt. Sure we may not get to do one thing or another, but our goals change and we ultimately end up in a better place.

Speaking of plans, I had planned to get a good solid two hours of work done this morning, but I over slept, got distracted, and here I am. But I guess it's not all terrible, because I get to make a much needed update to this site that I haven't been on in about a month (judging from my last post) and I can give an update to the people I'm pretending are out there reading this. I'm sure some people are, but it seems people kinda forgot about this site as we moved along the path of life and ventured into the massively scary world that is college.

So what has Lizzy been up to? I'd like to say nothing too exciting. But that's because I live my life every day so things that seem amazing to outside viewers only seem like mundane annoyances to myself.

As far as life goes I think I'm in exactly the place I should be. While I had planned to be somewhere else at this moment in time, further away and more successful. But that's okay because for everything I had planned to do haven't managed to accomplish there is something new and exciting. Like I had never planned on being an editor of a journal, or have published a paper in organic chemistry, or tutor physics of all things. And reading that back it actually sounds pretty exciting. Go me.

I'm applying to medical school in June, which is even more scary than applying for college was. And I take the MCAT in April. And I'm crossing my fingers that this aspect of my life does go according to plan.

And yes I am still planning, even though planning is somewhat futile it's still comforting. For the first time ever I have decided where I want to be in ten years. Pretty exciting.

While it feels like everything changes, some things stay the same. And on that note I'll begin a rant.

Who invented skinny jeans? And better yet who decided that they should be worn? I think there is only one person in the world who looks good in them, and that person isn't me. I thought the whole point of clothing was to hide the aspects of our body that are meant to be hidden, not show off every aspect of our body.

I do have a theory tho. Right now it's cold so I'm all covered in goose bumps. So I'll try again in the summer when I have been sweating buckets. I'll put the jeans at the end of the hall, make a running start, and the momentum in combination with the decreased friction will allow the jeans to slide to the position that fashion dictates they should be. Then I'll decide it's too hot to be wearing jeans and change.