27 September 2005
"Other than that, he treated me like a mushroom. Kept me in the dark and fed me shit.”
—Sam Pirelli, Malfoy, P.I. by Nancy on PSA.
25 September 2005
Yasashiburi...na.
self-assumed wittiness discouraged. I'm really not in the mood for it. But I don't want to completely disallow comments, so thus this warning.
For a while, I was sure of deserting this place. This web place. Because I was scared and felt...unsafe of revealing more than I have. Because, as ridiculous as this may sound and as much as I don't intend this to happen, this web place misinformed others. Hmm, led others to believe my sullen, pessimistic side to be all I am, this webplace radiates. The only thing that can be blamed on me is not putting up discretions: WARNING—biased and a fraction of the author is represented, as she is too good and avoidant to tell every fcking little detail about her life to a bunch of imaginary audiences that can't do a thing and might get overly concerned
But whatever. There's also the thing about me being too busy to write. Unlike those who find their interest in academic/school subjects (and often I envy them), I have more particular hobbies that tends to just waste time. There is also newspaper/robotics/APs to blame. The whole managing thing in newspaper and robotics really stressed me out, but I think I'm getting the hang of it.
I still think newspaper is much more pathetic in time management wise than in robotics. At least the robotics folks don't get stuck in something as menial as trying to vision the fcking layout before getting any content done. That's my job. YOU go out and get the contents and layouting will be smooth and pretty. If you care about the layouts on pages so much, then stop trying to make me work with no content and let me LEAVE when there's nothing to do rather than lecturing me about how I've let the team down. Or, let me whine about other pages more. "Centerspreads are the arts and graphics manager's [treasure]" my ass. I can't do a fcking thing with no content.
It's suprising how much steam I still have after two weeks. Maybe the reason is the approaching deadline night and the endless centerspread talk again. Oh, that and Mr. Lee's extreme worries are getting on my nerves. 50 doesn't quite equal 100, even if you round, thank you.
I'm 60% regretting taking AP gov't. Their scheming, plotting, loophole-finding, doubting, biased frame of mind is exhausting. I don't know how politicians stay happy in that depressing environment. WHY must I take a stance?
I think I'm getting neurotic and am definately getting more avoident because of increasingly negatively annoying humans I must interact with. It makes me want to run into the woods and stay a hermit (crab). Actually, I've already did that twice! Except the one on labor day weekend was anything but solitary, even if sleeping in the car instead of the tent was a good experience. The one this weekend was better. With more people and less expected to interact, at the very least.
Back to me being avoident. I think I'm chasing away my friends because of it. Because I act with aloofness and and uncaring attitude. Most of the time I'm actually very interested in their stories though...I just don't want to ask and poke into something they don't want to reveal...Hell, there's also me building all these fcking defences because I don't want others to find weaknesses...to pretend I'm less vitiated and weak and damaged than I am. I'm scared of being hurt, you know. It's part of the reason why I am afraid of anything intimate. Yes. All from the fear of being disliked and socially rejected. Ironic, isn't it? That I state that I don't care about being different while yearning for acceptance and recognization. Haha, this discrete yearning while hinding behind a facade thing is really back firing. While I'm no social animal or even anything social, I do wish I'm not so distant.
Today, back from the camping trip this weekend in Yosemite (we got to live in tents with cots inside Yosemite! Yay!), when I mentioned about Amy asking me to homecoming, Parents asked (half-jokingly) if I worry about being seen as a lesbian, and I responded with Amy being Bi and me not caring whether whatever sexual orientation I am (the closest thing I got instead of saying I'm pansexual, which I'd need to explain), they got really silent for an interesting amount of time. Hehe. Hmm...it's better to say that I'm asexual now, harhar, seeing my intima-phobia being so ragingly rampant.
It's 00:19 and I still need to do some last minute A+G staff meeting planning and do stats homework (I HATE GOULD; she's making me loose interest in stats in her teaching methods and mannerisms) before I sleep. At least tomorrow's only half a day.
For a while, I was sure of deserting this place. This web place. Because I was scared and felt...unsafe of revealing more than I have. Because, as ridiculous as this may sound and as much as I don't intend this to happen, this web place misinformed others. Hmm, led others to believe my sullen, pessimistic side to be all I am, this webplace radiates. The only thing that can be blamed on me is not putting up discretions: WARNING—biased and a fraction of the author is represented, as she is too good and avoidant to tell every fcking little detail about her life to a bunch of imaginary audiences that can't do a thing and might get overly concerned
But whatever. There's also the thing about me being too busy to write. Unlike those who find their interest in academic/school subjects (and often I envy them), I have more particular hobbies that tends to just waste time. There is also newspaper/robotics/APs to blame. The whole managing thing in newspaper and robotics really stressed me out, but I think I'm getting the hang of it.
I still think newspaper is much more pathetic in time management wise than in robotics. At least the robotics folks don't get stuck in something as menial as trying to vision the fcking layout before getting any content done. That's my job. YOU go out and get the contents and layouting will be smooth and pretty. If you care about the layouts on pages so much, then stop trying to make me work with no content and let me LEAVE when there's nothing to do rather than lecturing me about how I've let the team down. Or, let me whine about other pages more. "Centerspreads are the arts and graphics manager's [treasure]" my ass. I can't do a fcking thing with no content.
It's suprising how much steam I still have after two weeks. Maybe the reason is the approaching deadline night and the endless centerspread talk again. Oh, that and Mr. Lee's extreme worries are getting on my nerves. 50 doesn't quite equal 100, even if you round, thank you.
I'm 60% regretting taking AP gov't. Their scheming, plotting, loophole-finding, doubting, biased frame of mind is exhausting. I don't know how politicians stay happy in that depressing environment. WHY must I take a stance?
I think I'm getting neurotic and am definately getting more avoident because of increasingly negatively annoying humans I must interact with. It makes me want to run into the woods and stay a hermit (crab). Actually, I've already did that twice! Except the one on labor day weekend was anything but solitary, even if sleeping in the car instead of the tent was a good experience. The one this weekend was better. With more people and less expected to interact, at the very least.
Back to me being avoident. I think I'm chasing away my friends because of it. Because I act with aloofness and and uncaring attitude. Most of the time I'm actually very interested in their stories though...I just don't want to ask and poke into something they don't want to reveal...Hell, there's also me building all these fcking defences because I don't want others to find weaknesses...to pretend I'm less vitiated and weak and damaged than I am. I'm scared of being hurt, you know. It's part of the reason why I am afraid of anything intimate. Yes. All from the fear of being disliked and socially rejected. Ironic, isn't it? That I state that I don't care about being different while yearning for acceptance and recognization. Haha, this discrete yearning while hinding behind a facade thing is really back firing. While I'm no social animal or even anything social, I do wish I'm not so distant.
Today, back from the camping trip this weekend in Yosemite (we got to live in tents with cots inside Yosemite! Yay!), when I mentioned about Amy asking me to homecoming, Parents asked (half-jokingly) if I worry about being seen as a lesbian, and I responded with Amy being Bi and me not caring whether whatever sexual orientation I am (the closest thing I got instead of saying I'm pansexual, which I'd need to explain), they got really silent for an interesting amount of time. Hehe. Hmm...it's better to say that I'm asexual now, harhar, seeing my intima-phobia being so ragingly rampant.
It's 00:19 and I still need to do some last minute A+G staff meeting planning and do stats homework (I HATE GOULD; she's making me loose interest in stats in her teaching methods and mannerisms) before I sleep. At least tomorrow's only half a day.
27 August 2005
Virtue Fortune Cookies & Weirdness
| Your Fortune Is |
 He who thinks by the inch and talks by the yard deserves to be kicked by the foot. |
| You Are 60% Weird |
 You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right? But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks! |
26 August 2005
Icchy Fingers.
A few months ago, a bunch of Africans began meeting late at night in the house directly across the fence from my window. Irritatingly noisy and inconsiderate, they were, their throats intensely vibrating the air around them (laughing, swearing, talking, debating), paying no heed to the ones who cannot possibly block them out, even with a closed window. Worse that they don't start until midnight and lasts until 2, around and sometimes.
As I decide to complain about this group of at least four, one of whom is a women, something different pounced steadily through the open windows: rhymes, beats (vocals and feet and hands utlized), notes, poetries, lyrics, songs.
Utterly interesting group of people, despite their lack of "turn down the volume after 10pm" concept...
Ittai, nanimono da yo, aitsura wa?
As I decide to complain about this group of at least four, one of whom is a women, something different pounced steadily through the open windows: rhymes, beats (vocals and feet and hands utlized), notes, poetries, lyrics, songs.
Utterly interesting group of people, despite their lack of "turn down the volume after 10pm" concept...
Ittai, nanimono da yo, aitsura wa?
22 August 2005
"Uro-English"
-----Original Message-----
From: Vivian Schlesinger
Sent: Monday, August 22, 2005 4:26 PM
To: Annitta Mui; Cecilia Eng; Dennis Tom; Farshad Altafi; Jack Emerson;
Peggy Daley
Subject: FW: Changes to English Language :)
European English Language
Enjoy your English while you can...
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English
will become the official language of the European Union, rather than
German, which was the other possibility.
As part of negotiations, Her Majesty's Government conceded that English
spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a five-year
phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
1. In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c".
Sertainly, this will make sivil servants jump with joy.
2. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k".
This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.
3. There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the
troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like
fotograf 20% shorter.
4. Publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the
stage where more komplikated changes are possible.
5. Governments will enkourage removal of double letters, which have
always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
6. Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the
languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
7. Peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and
"w" with "v".
8. During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords
kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten
styl.
Zer vil be n! o mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu
understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru!
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl.
From: Vivian Schlesinger
Sent: Monday, August 22, 2005 4:26 PM
To: Annitta Mui; Cecilia Eng; Dennis Tom; Farshad Altafi; Jack Emerson;
Peggy Daley
Subject: FW: Changes to English Language :)
European English Language
Enjoy your English while you can...
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English
will become the official language of the European Union, rather than
German, which was the other possibility.
As part of negotiations, Her Majesty's Government conceded that English
spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a five-year
phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
1. In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c".
Sertainly, this will make sivil servants jump with joy.
2. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k".
This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.
3. There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the
troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like
fotograf 20% shorter.
4. Publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the
stage where more komplikated changes are possible.
5. Governments will enkourage removal of double letters, which have
always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
6. Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the
languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
7. Peopl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and
"w" with "v".
8. During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords
kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten
styl.
Zer vil be n! o mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu
understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru!
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl.
07 August 2005
Something Damnable
But before anything:
Take The quiz yourself
Yes! LoL. I'd pay 13 cents for fame, immortality and power! XD
It's 01:31 now; I've been reading DJ and Xanga. I'll do that topic-related thing tomorrow.
Take The quiz yourself
Yes! LoL. I'd pay 13 cents for fame, immortality and power! XD
It's 01:31 now; I've been reading DJ and Xanga. I'll do that topic-related thing tomorrow.
03 August 2005
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Haha...since I'm completely Xanga-incompatible (Though people would've seen this through MySpace anyways...?)...
THE FOLLOWING IS ABRIBED NON-PAID ADVERTISEMENT FROM AMY:
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Friday, August 12, 2005, 7:30 p.m.
Herbst Theatre 401 Van Ness, San Francisco
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THE FOLLOWING IS A
Youth for Asian Theater presents Unspoken
Friday, August 12, 2005, 7:30 p.m.
Herbst Theatre 401 Van Ness, San Francisco
Admission FREE
READ MORE HERE!
30 July 2005
The Wonderland Rabbit Imitator
Panicking. Pressed.
That sinking feeling that one would be met with some horrible consequence if one doesn't make it in time.
Not enough time...
...Despite still having more than two week's worth of hours for things to get done.
Crap and Not Enough Time are what I'm thinking, yet movies and twenty-six episodes of Samuri 7 still weaved in.
But still, I'm thinking,
Crap, I'm not going to get this done.
Still 2 books, 15 pages, notes, 2 posters, websites, and much more to go.
All I could put my heart to do is complain.
While I'm at it, one last complain:
I blame Larry for messing up my already messed-up sleeping schedule.
That sinking feeling that one would be met with some horrible consequence if one doesn't make it in time.
Not enough time...
...Despite still having more than two week's worth of hours for things to get done.
Crap and Not Enough Time are what I'm thinking, yet movies and twenty-six episodes of Samuri 7 still weaved in.
But still, I'm thinking,
Crap, I'm not going to get this done.
Still 2 books, 15 pages, notes, 2 posters, websites, and much more to go.
All I could put my heart to do is complain.
While I'm at it, one last complain:
I blame Larry for messing up my already messed-up sleeping schedule.
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