Do it.
Don't get all nihilistic, but don't get too comfortable either.
Think about how you matter, and how you want to matter.
Think about whether you actually give a damn about "humanity"
Or if you're just here to self-indulge
Don't tell me to relax, and don't speak of the unity and balance that don't exist
"Balance" is just another way of saying "Sure I'll help whatever cause, but let me keep my wealth"
You're perpetuating the very problems that you merely simulate change for in controlled classroom settings.
Wanna really make the world a better place? Start considering how you're making the world the mess it is now.
You are the conflict.
Work it out.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Week 2
Monday: I don't even remember that day! But it likely involved an unsatisfied craving for AYCE sushi, a strawberry-kiwi slushie bubbletea to compensate, and a shitty game of street-fighter to offset it again...
Tuesday involved enduring an entire international law lecture. Baby steps, Annie; 9 more to go...
Met up with Uncle Ou on Wednesday, whom I hadn't seen in perhaps years, and listened as he rambled his buddhist thoughts. It was difficult getting across a critical point that utopian agendas tend to fail because it can't accommodate practical living. The conversation was in part due to the hostile argument, over the phone, between my divorced parents about money; make-believe value that makes the world go 'round, and stops it at random.
Maki Maki with Matt on Thursday, Thai Express with Chris on Friday, ChiuChow Man with mom & company on Saturday, and Coopers'wings with another Matt on this day of rest (and rest I did).
Somewhere in there was an excruciatingly annoying text conversation with a pseudo-friend who proved himself to be, yet again, a huge imbecile with pie in the sky notions of love and couch-potato efforts.
Mmm, so many food references.
That's all there is to say; this entry is just to jolt my memory of recent activities. It sucks when people ask me how my day/week/weekend/whatever was and for the life of me, I can't recall a damn thing.
Tuesday involved enduring an entire international law lecture. Baby steps, Annie; 9 more to go...
Met up with Uncle Ou on Wednesday, whom I hadn't seen in perhaps years, and listened as he rambled his buddhist thoughts. It was difficult getting across a critical point that utopian agendas tend to fail because it can't accommodate practical living. The conversation was in part due to the hostile argument, over the phone, between my divorced parents about money; make-believe value that makes the world go 'round, and stops it at random.
Maki Maki with Matt on Thursday, Thai Express with Chris on Friday, ChiuChow Man with mom & company on Saturday, and Coopers'wings with another Matt on this day of rest (and rest I did).
Somewhere in there was an excruciatingly annoying text conversation with a pseudo-friend who proved himself to be, yet again, a huge imbecile with pie in the sky notions of love and couch-potato efforts.
Mmm, so many food references.
That's all there is to say; this entry is just to jolt my memory of recent activities. It sucks when people ask me how my day/week/weekend/whatever was and for the life of me, I can't recall a damn thing.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
new beginnings and nylon stockings
Iiiit's Sunday! G'bye first week of school.
What I've done:
Actually attended my classes- That's a big one, guys. Of course, it helps that all of my classes for the week didn't include an International Law lecture. I absolutely loathe the professor for that course, though am grateful to not have failed the first test issued (especially considering I had only attended 2-3 classes and studied the night before). Second, a new bore for the winter semester would be SOC350- Quantitative Analysis, the only course chosen purely for sake of boosting my GPA (because who gives a fuck about frequency distribution?). Third, I bought $500 worth of textbooks with full intention on returning them after taking shots of the needed pages. Mmm, thrifty. There are a lot of needed pages though, which means a lot of fucking reading.
Gone to a wedding - That was a late Wednesday night. The groom was once my pseudo boyfriend, approved by both families! But I had skipped out on too many dates, and now he's permanently taken by a mail-order bride. What luck. At least there was free wine...
AYCE Sushi - The perfect thing to wake up for on a Thursday afternoon. Christian introduced to me Wasabi, a new sushi buffet located by AMC. Possibly the best buffet I've been to! Thanks, Christian!
Saw Kerris afterwards. Yes, female interaction, yes! God knows I've been lacking. Anyway, we went to visit house-bound Matt with Gabriel and talked about all sorts of nothings & somethings. It was very chill. And somewhat relevant to Kerris' suggestion that I be a dominatrix:
Sup?
Paid Photoshoot- 20% of the photos had me in it, but the client (as shown above) was actually payng me to take pictures, not to model. Questionable content aside, it was a fun time, and I was much more comfortable than I'd thought I'd be. Two hours and easiest $160 ever made (for a poor uni student like me at least). What a way to cap off the week!
What I've done:
Actually attended my classes- That's a big one, guys. Of course, it helps that all of my classes for the week didn't include an International Law lecture. I absolutely loathe the professor for that course, though am grateful to not have failed the first test issued (especially considering I had only attended 2-3 classes and studied the night before). Second, a new bore for the winter semester would be SOC350- Quantitative Analysis, the only course chosen purely for sake of boosting my GPA (because who gives a fuck about frequency distribution?). Third, I bought $500 worth of textbooks with full intention on returning them after taking shots of the needed pages. Mmm, thrifty. There are a lot of needed pages though, which means a lot of fucking reading.
Gone to a wedding - That was a late Wednesday night. The groom was once my pseudo boyfriend, approved by both families! But I had skipped out on too many dates, and now he's permanently taken by a mail-order bride. What luck. At least there was free wine...
AYCE Sushi - The perfect thing to wake up for on a Thursday afternoon. Christian introduced to me Wasabi, a new sushi buffet located by AMC. Possibly the best buffet I've been to! Thanks, Christian!
Saw Kerris afterwards. Yes, female interaction, yes! God knows I've been lacking. Anyway, we went to visit house-bound Matt with Gabriel and talked about all sorts of nothings & somethings. It was very chill. And somewhat relevant to Kerris' suggestion that I be a dominatrix:
Sup?
Paid Photoshoot- 20% of the photos had me in it, but the client (as shown above) was actually payng me to take pictures, not to model. Questionable content aside, it was a fun time, and I was much more comfortable than I'd thought I'd be. Two hours and easiest $160 ever made (for a poor uni student like me at least). What a way to cap off the week!
Saturday, January 2, 2010
on death and dying
I haven't given in to Twitter-mania, but this is a good RT: http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/fashion/03love.html
Later, another child approached Judah and asked in a worried voice, “Your daddy died?”
Judah nodded.
“Does that mean he’s not coming back?”
Judah put his hand on the other child’s shoulder. “Yes, but it’s O.K.,” he said. “I’m alive. You’re alive. Want to play?”
- ending excerpt (yes, spoiler. read the article anyway)
Later, another child approached Judah and asked in a worried voice, “Your daddy died?”
Judah nodded.
“Does that mean he’s not coming back?”
Judah put his hand on the other child’s shoulder. “Yes, but it’s O.K.,” he said. “I’m alive. You’re alive. Want to play?”
- ending excerpt (yes, spoiler. read the article anyway)
Friday, January 1, 2010
2010
In addition to my friend's car accident and subsequent freak out(and thus my last entry), the last few days also included lighter moments: late-night trips downtown, boisterous sing-alongs in a $500 death car, koosh-pretzels-and-major-DDR-fail, banters about a crush to the last person I'd expect to hear me out, a funeral wake on New Year's Eve that was more like a potluck party (in black attire), and today: the new year, and Grace's birthday. Such double occasion comes with it a large plateful of Italian crispellas (squisito, miei amichi!), bowls of vegetarian salad heaven (cue angel bells), deliciously light noodles (that won't make me shit my pants with carbs and grease...yum!), and a beautifully customized chocolate cake (that definitely won't be finished, which means my mom will be selling the leftovers at work to her quasi-ghetto customers...discounts!).
And that's how things've been-a-rollin'.
Next up: productivity! And uh, less exciting times. Institutionalized learning is quite the challenge. Some resolutions have come to mind for this year/academic semester, but they won't be written down. There is no point. Great things will happen or they won't. If they don't, no surprise there. If they do, well fuckin' A- how about that?
Time will tell.
And that's how things've been-a-rollin'.
Next up: productivity! And uh, less exciting times. Institutionalized learning is quite the challenge. Some resolutions have come to mind for this year/academic semester, but they won't be written down. There is no point. Great things will happen or they won't. If they don't, no surprise there. If they do, well fuckin' A- how about that?
Time will tell.
Sunday, December 27, 2009
scrapping of metal and breaking of glass
Still reeling in the after effects of a poor decision.
Every test gets harder.
Every test gets harder.
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