What a draining day today has been!  I went to the Ashe Center for a TB skin test, a Hepatitis B shot, a Tetanus shot, and blood drawn for varicella/measles antibody tests.  The nurse botched the TB test and my arm started bleeding.  I'm certain I will fail the TB skin test simply because my skin is already red from internal bleeding.  After the other two shots I was about to pass out.  I had already told the nurse I would probably pass out.  Everyone in my family knows how sensitive my body is....ummkay...I then walked over to the recliners they have for people to get blood drawn.  Aside from the doctor and nurse praising the veins in my arm, they commented on my bleeding arm from the TB skin test.  Apparently, my arm was not supposed to be bleeding if the test is done properly and any blood should have been wiped off.

While leaving, I notice a guy that looks familiar and I go up to him and say, "Ey, you're Tiq's brother."  Of course he was and he knew I was from Stanford.  We exchanged contacts as he wanted to introduce me to some other people.......my celebrity just grows.

As I walked through the main campus I finally saw the first minorities that were students.  This short kid asks me if I want to buy some candy to support their football team.  I kinda doubt this kid plays football and asks if he's in highschool----nope, he's at a community college.  I guess there just aren't black UCLA students.  They're missing...In any case, he asked me if I played football.  Ten minutes earlier, a guy at the Ashe Center asked me if I played basketball...I didn't realize my body was in such great shape.  Maybe I was born with it, maybe it's Herbalife.

I am quite tired from today.  I'll start with the earthquake first.  I was in the hall on the 3rd floor of the Molecular Science Building reading the newspaper.  The earthquake began and I immediately thought, "oh boy, I'm not in the mood for an earthquake," and continued reading my newspaper.  Afterwards, I texted a few people then went to lunch with a professor at the faculty club.  My food was quite good and even better considering that it was paid for.  I later took a nap outside before my meeting with the dean of research  I was still tired but for some reason he talked VERY LOUD!  I wanted to tell him to calm down.  In the course of our talking, I remarked that research could be done on the use of parasites/viruses as potential vectors for somatic cells or cells of a specific type of tissue.  Surprisingly, he shot down my remark by saying it was more than a stretch: it was a huge 'leap of faith'.  I'm not one to throw out dumb ideas.  I admit that I come up with the hard questions and the hard research projects, but that's part of who I am.  I'm not a lame biologist or simple medical student that does the EXACT research as everyone else.  So I had to correct the dean of research.  There's quite a bit of weight in everything I say.  I told him my idea wasn't a 'leap of faith'.  90% of all types of cancers develop in epithelial cells.  And there are parasites/viruses that are specific types of tissues.  It would be arrogant for someone to think there isn't  a parasite/virus that is specific to epithelial cells.  I stopped there since I was in his office and he was the dean of research.  But I could've gone further and mention studies I know of and a professor I know at Cal Tech that is looking at a specific virus for targeted gene insertion/deletion.  Oh well, perhaps I just have too high expectations for people in higher positions.  It was a 'leap of faith' for me to expect the dean of research to not only know of perhaps the largest problem in genetics and the applicability of parasites/viruses.

Enough of that, voy a tocar mi guitarra.

Well, I'm back at UCLA. My time at Cal State Long Beach was a short one.  There were great times such as playing basketball with high school kids.  And there were not so great times such as eating in the dining hall every day.  The food was terrible.  I'd never seen such sad meals.  The mashed potatoes were made from powder, each type of meat was in a pattie form, the garlic bread was sliced bread with garlic on it...I had missed the fine cuisine from Stanford dining.

The week ended with a White Coat Ceremony at Charles R. Drew University.  After the ceremony, I wore my white coat inside of Bed, Bath, & Beyond and Target.  I didn't wear it inside of Bank of America, but maybe I should have worn it today when I went grocery shopping.  Today, in Ralph's a lady just starts talking to me.  She swears she gave me a ride from Ralph's back to UCLA a while back.  I have to tell that she is wrong and that I've just only recently arrived in UCLA.  I don't want to get into race issues, but she said she thought I was the same guy because my groceries were the same as the ones this other guy had purchased....Why couldn't she differentiate my face from his?.....She didn't even say I looked like the other guy!.....I guess we all look the same and my set of groceries gave me away as some other guy.  This is what I bought: Guerrero flour tortillas, rice, beans, lettuce, tomato sauce, salt, garlic salt, a can opener, a light bulb, and some knives....No further comment about that lady.....I can only wonder what that other guy was going to prepare for dinner--there's just so many possibilities.

Since that lady has killed any desire of mine to cook tonight, I will have a Herbalife nutritional shake with bananas.  Later tonight I might end up at the In-N-Out I discovered that's a quarter of a mile away.

It's been awhile since my last blog, but I finally have my internet working.  So much has happened since my last blog.  I am at Cal State Long Beach for Pre-Matriculation Week.  Shout-out to my sister for making it from LA to Palo Alto in less than 5 hours.  I wish she had not done it, but she did.  I can't wait for my chance to beat that time.   Also, thanks for others who have left comments.  I was too busy going to the Long Beach Aquarium to respond....it was awesome!  This week has also been filled with intense instruction and informationals.  I go to sleep early and get up even earlier.....I guess that's like negative sleep.

These days the 2nd year medical students are trying to intimidate us.  The mantra of the week is "there's no time!".  The question was asked, "How do you plan to study?" and a student ( I swear it wasn't me) innocently replied, "re-write my notes."  And the instructor said, "there's no time to re-write notes!"  So now I have to plan on getting done with all of my stuff when there is no time.  I have to fit my lab rotations into my class and study time which apparently leave me no time.

Also, I'm doing Herbalife!  I think it's awesome, because of the large disconnect between medicine, nutrition, and exercise.  Herbalife has also changed the way I look at overweight individuals.  I now want to reach out to them and get them to join Herbalife, join a gym, and join a nutrition plan that suits them.  Once I get settled in I will go out and get people to make healthier life choices.  We all have choices.  We all have an optimal weight.  I'll be there to help people make the right choices to reach their optimal weight.  Thanks to Edgar for the above design.

I also moved into my graduate housing at Weyburn Terrace.  I have a kitchen where I now need to cook.  Please leave comments for suggestions in addition to simple cooking steps--simple because I don't have time!  I also brought my bike--thank God that it didn't fly off on the freeway.  My room is near awesome now that I have taken my brother's speakers.  I just found out that we already have cable with everything!  Now I'm going to go buy a nice television next week...perhaps I will buy a nice futon....nah, there's no time!

This is my last blog at Stanford.  I have packed my stuff and am ready to go in the morning.  No more grubbing at Treehouse.  No more getting ripped off at the bookstore.  Armando at PO Box 12495 is no more.  Leaving Stanford has been less glamorous than expected.  There were no fireworks, no celebration...nothing.  At the end of the day, I am alone with all my stuff, while all those I know are in dorms lounging about.  I'm not depressed.....not yet.  I'm just thinking about how long before they miss me.  Rolando needs someone to talk to about girls other than Drew (all respect to Drew though for his work).  Herba needs help with CS106B.  Israel needs someone to help him hate on people.  Elaine needs someone to tell her when she's....umm.....I'll leave it at 'inappropriate'.  Uri's still studying for MCAT without me!  Pavon needs someone to hold down Centro for awhile...I wonder what Brooks is doing.

They say tomorrow is inevitable, but being around to see it isn't.  That is so true.  Stanford is moving on and so must I.  I can only hope to be around to see what everything I know and what all I know become.

On a different note, contact me if you are interested in Herbalife products.