It's pretty damn true: nice guys finish last. They get pushed aside by the people that "assert" themselves and act like they're the boss of everything. When you're young, you see these people and think, "wow! They're sooo cool! Those are the popular kids! Gotta be just like them," and you end up shafting your family, your friends, yourself. You volunteer yourself to do things because you want to, and soon everyone starts dumping all of their stuff on you
And then you realize that wow, you are the boss of yourself and that you should be doing the things that you want to do. You shouldn't have to please everyone just because you desperately want them to like you or to hold on to them, but you should instead be thankful for the ones that like you the way you are. As for the others, you might as well forget all about them
Currently watching: PS I Love You. It's actually not that bad! A lot better than 27 Dresses, that's for sure. But the lead actress, Hillary Swank, isn't soft enough to play a romantic lead!! Sheesh. Better casting, people
So I'm kind of in a dour mood. But it's hopefully going to erase by tomorrow when my AMAZING electric cigar box gets tightened and tuned and gets its own teenie little effect (distortion) and such. I'm sick of carrying it around everywhere. Bah
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Saturdays: Hot Weather, Doldrums, and Missed Swimming
The weather outside must be at least 85 degrees. Across the street the Shrine Circus is going on, so there's a lot of families and their children. I also saw a truck that says "Animal Control," which means THERE ARE ANIMALS AT THE CIRCUS. I hope they're monkeys. I also hope they're not dying from the sweltering heat. Since I used to work at the SF Zoo, I guess ideally I'd want them to be in the best environments, with trees and enrichments and such, but I understand their appeal and profitability
Today I tried to go to the pool at 3:30 PM, but they close at 4 PM (so it was pointless). I thought they closed at 5. It is like ninety degrees today, without a doubt. Hot weather FTW
So my plan to paint my electric guitar a glorious color failed when I couldn't get any (free) paint. Misery. I am a failure
This coming week is the last day of classes
Coachella is going on right now. And I actually know 3/4ths of the bands performing
Currently listening to: Flight of the Conchords
Today I tried to go to the pool at 3:30 PM, but they close at 4 PM (so it was pointless). I thought they closed at 5. It is like ninety degrees today, without a doubt. Hot weather FTW
So my plan to paint my electric guitar a glorious color failed when I couldn't get any (free) paint. Misery. I am a failure
This coming week is the last day of classes
Coachella is going on right now. And I actually know 3/4ths of the bands performing
Currently listening to: Flight of the Conchords
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Depreciation?
Currently watching: 27 Dresses, but barely. It really isn't that bright of a movie, despite a dreamy James Marsden
I am tired. Tired of school and just wanting the summer to begin. But at the same time, I don't want the school year to end because there are some things (and some people) that quite honestly I still want to hold onto. Ever have that feeling?
I think I want to move to Arizona
It's less than a month away before I turn 21. And there's a lot of things I need to do before then. I need to renew my drivers' license. Gah
I am tired. Tired of school and just wanting the summer to begin. But at the same time, I don't want the school year to end because there are some things (and some people) that quite honestly I still want to hold onto. Ever have that feeling?
I think I want to move to Arizona
It's less than a month away before I turn 21. And there's a lot of things I need to do before then. I need to renew my drivers' license. Gah
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Paper Planes
Currently listening to: M.I.A. "Paper Planes"
Currently eating: Wonka Nerds!
Today I made the neck for an electric guitar. For my linear circuits class, the final project is making an electric cigar-box guitar. So we have these 2" x 3" planks that we are basically designing, cutting, sanding, and making into an electric guitar. My partner wasn't in class today, so I became very worried and I made an entirely new guitar neck out of scratch.
Look at that sweet neck. Yeah, I band-sawed that thing myself!
After that, I worked like a (diligent) storm on my homework. Got some nice human interaction with X. Found out that I got a BIG FAT ZERO on a quiz, even though I've taken every single quiz! (obviously a TA error, there's no way that I could have gotten a zero on a true-false quiz)
And I thought I bombed a test, but I only got the class average. Which means that the final will be FIERCE
And last, but not least, I am doing my laundry. This week hasn't been THAT bad. It's definitely pretty smiles for me
Currently eating: Wonka Nerds!
Today I made the neck for an electric guitar. For my linear circuits class, the final project is making an electric cigar-box guitar. So we have these 2" x 3" planks that we are basically designing, cutting, sanding, and making into an electric guitar. My partner wasn't in class today, so I became very worried and I made an entirely new guitar neck out of scratch.
Look at that sweet neck. Yeah, I band-sawed that thing myself!
After that, I worked like a (diligent) storm on my homework. Got some nice human interaction with X. Found out that I got a BIG FAT ZERO on a quiz, even though I've taken every single quiz! (obviously a TA error, there's no way that I could have gotten a zero on a true-false quiz)
And I thought I bombed a test, but I only got the class average. Which means that the final will be FIERCE
And last, but not least, I am doing my laundry. This week hasn't been THAT bad. It's definitely pretty smiles for me
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Four Twenty, 420, or For Twenty Years of My Life
So today is April 20th. I believe it's Bob Marley's birthday. And the unofficial-yet-official Light Up Day. Is yours truly lighting up? No. It's not that I've never lit up before, it's just that this year, I am unsure of any consequences, and as such, am withholding myself from any hoopla. Trust me, it is very hard
This weekend was amazing. It was the first weekend that I did not have any obligations to fulfill, and such I took full advantage. On Friday there was the sorority boat formal, which was AWFUL (gross music, gross food, gross boat). Saturday I finally washed my car and went out for food with my friends, followed by the roommate's 21st party. Today I basically...slept a lot. Spectacular
Currently listening to: Colby O'Donis feat. Akon "What You Got"
This weekend was amazing. It was the first weekend that I did not have any obligations to fulfill, and such I took full advantage. On Friday there was the sorority boat formal, which was AWFUL (gross music, gross food, gross boat). Saturday I finally washed my car and went out for food with my friends, followed by the roommate's 21st party. Today I basically...slept a lot. Spectacular
Currently listening to: Colby O'Donis feat. Akon "What You Got"
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wheel of (Mis)Fortuna
Ack. Today was pretty ridiculous. Long, uncomfortable, and not very pleasant. The Wheel of Misfortune was definitely spinning its finest
There is a certain person in my life. Let us call him Mr. X. I come into very close encounters with Mr. X. We interact a lot, often times on a personal basis, at all times of the day. We exchange a lot of phone calls, text messages, conversations. I find Mr. X very attractive. In fact, I have found him to be extremely attractive since I first met him, freshman year. For the most part, I have accepted the "look, no touch" concept, as we talked. But of recently, Mr. X and I have gotten close. A lot closer than any of the past experiences at USC. And yet NOTHING IS HAPPENING
Why can't I be close to Mr. X?!?!?!
Maybe I am doomed to be a spinster for the rest of my life. Probably. Oh Wheel of (Mis)Fortuna!
So, I don't know if you've kept up with the news today, but there was a HUGE eruption over this Yale art student's senior project. Apparently, she declared that her project had been her documenting herself inseminating herself, and then injecting herself with abortive medicine, over and over again. Not only so, but her project display would be various videos showing her injections, video of her bleeding into a cup, and a hanging cube which would be enclosed by tape covered with Vaseline and her own blood from the abortions
HOLY FUCK. That is disgusting
This came out on Thursday, and it has erupted everywhere. The school is trying to do ridiculous damage control. It issued a press statement saying that the artist stated it was all fabricated and that she had told this to two deans. But an even later article says that the artist was NOT faking it, and that she really had performed all those abortions and inseminations and documentation
Hoooooly fuck
Currently Listening To: The Go! Team
There is a certain person in my life. Let us call him Mr. X. I come into very close encounters with Mr. X. We interact a lot, often times on a personal basis, at all times of the day. We exchange a lot of phone calls, text messages, conversations. I find Mr. X very attractive. In fact, I have found him to be extremely attractive since I first met him, freshman year. For the most part, I have accepted the "look, no touch" concept, as we talked. But of recently, Mr. X and I have gotten close. A lot closer than any of the past experiences at USC. And yet NOTHING IS HAPPENING
Why can't I be close to Mr. X?!?!?!
Maybe I am doomed to be a spinster for the rest of my life. Probably. Oh Wheel of (Mis)Fortuna!
So, I don't know if you've kept up with the news today, but there was a HUGE eruption over this Yale art student's senior project. Apparently, she declared that her project had been her documenting herself inseminating herself, and then injecting herself with abortive medicine, over and over again. Not only so, but her project display would be various videos showing her injections, video of her bleeding into a cup, and a hanging cube which would be enclosed by tape covered with Vaseline and her own blood from the abortions
HOLY FUCK. That is disgusting
This came out on Thursday, and it has erupted everywhere. The school is trying to do ridiculous damage control. It issued a press statement saying that the artist stated it was all fabricated and that she had told this to two deans. But an even later article says that the artist was NOT faking it, and that she really had performed all those abortions and inseminations and documentation
Hoooooly fuck
Currently Listening To: The Go! Team
Monday, April 14, 2008
Engineers! To Arms!
So this past weekend I took the first precarious step towards a (hopefully) promising engineering career (in the near future, at least) by taking the EIT, or Engineering In Training test. It was held on the Pomona fairgrounds in a complex that used to be an airplane hangar. There were at least six thousand people taking this test. It was eight hours of rigorous testing, with four STRAIGHT hours in the morning, and then a lunch break, and then another four hours in the afternoon. You were given a reference manual to use equations and such. The test covered EVERYTHING scientific. Statics, mechanics, chemistry, electricity, ethics, economics, and the devil incarnate, thermodynamics. I do not think that I will ever fully grasp the concept of entropy
Anyways, now all I can do is sit back and fret for the results, which are mailed to you in thirteen weeks. That's right, it takes thirteen weeks to scan a scantron, figure out the normal distribution curve, and determine who passes and who fails. USC is amazing and has a passing rate of 90%, but that means there are still some who don't pass. Crossing my fingers for thirteen weeks
Life's been pretty good. The weather has been ridiculous the past several days, making me shweat and such. Work's been fine. Four-twenty is this Sunday. Tax day is tomorrow. Oh my
Currently listening to: Jermaine Stewart (RIP), "We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off." The inspiration for Gym Class Heroes' "Clothes Off"
Anyways, now all I can do is sit back and fret for the results, which are mailed to you in thirteen weeks. That's right, it takes thirteen weeks to scan a scantron, figure out the normal distribution curve, and determine who passes and who fails. USC is amazing and has a passing rate of 90%, but that means there are still some who don't pass. Crossing my fingers for thirteen weeks
Life's been pretty good. The weather has been ridiculous the past several days, making me shweat and such. Work's been fine. Four-twenty is this Sunday. Tax day is tomorrow. Oh my
Currently listening to: Jermaine Stewart (RIP), "We Don't Have To Take Our Clothes Off." The inspiration for Gym Class Heroes' "Clothes Off"
Monday, April 7, 2008
Rock Chalk Jayhawk!
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