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Friday, October 13, 2006


Smells like innocent sophisticated elegance

Things since I’ve last posted:

- Heh. Remember about how I spoke of the friend who was ‘almost raped’ on campus the one weekend? To make a long story short, when certain offices from school became involved, she started changing her story. I already knew that this friend cheated on her boyfriend with the boy involved before on one occasion, and… I dunno. I don’t have anything to do with this mess; I have no thoughts on the matter and nothing to say about it.

I cant help but feel that I’m left with a feeling of residual disgust. But that’s my own problem. *brushes hands*


- Prolly going to go to a concert on November 11th, 2006, as Katatonia is a supporting act.



I almost still cant believe that one of the bands that I highly favor is going to be in the same town as me, let alone in the states. =]


- I’ve noticed that there’s been huge clouds/swarms of butterflies that have been moving through San Antonio lately. It’s slightly startling, but really cool at the same time to be around outside and all of a sudden surrounded by innumerable amounts of butterflies, all dizzily headed towards the same general direction.

*grins and shakes head*


- My glasses fell apart at work last Friday. Just like that, they softly tumbled into my hands, while the left earpiece stayed put behind my ear. I was told by the eye doctor that the records they obtained say the prescription/frames were almost 5 years old, which is why they fell apart.

Nearly $400 later, I feel that my plan to save money went from plausible to irrelevant. *rwars in frustration*

Ah well. The glasses were well past long term repairal, and I am rather proud of my handiwork with superglue and paper. It's a neatly done job, considering I could barely see? *grins*

Very much temporary, nonetheless.


- I worked with pottery clay in a fundraising program where you design a bowl made out of clay, bake it/glaze it/decorate it, then let it go on display to be filled with soup and sold for around $10 each to benefit people who don’t have food.

I had… a lot of fun. =]

I havent decorated my bowl yet, and I might end up making another one (pottery wheel, here I come~), but I have a feeling that I’m prolly going to end up buying my bowl. I was all OCD with it, and I really don’t think that my newfound and (hopefully temporary) fit of OCD will let it go, with all the hard work I put into it. I mean, I don’t believe there is anyone else who could -truly- appreciate the hard work and extreme precision I put into that thing…

*looks around and grins sheepishly*

- Japanese festival ('Matsuri') this Saturday. I am kindasorta obligated to go, but it isn’t a huge deal, cause it was pretty interesting last year.

- I’m thoroughly enjoying my mostly quiet antisocial lifestyle. People in general are incredibly dense and way too anxiety invoking for my tastes.

- Getting A’s and high B’s so far.

- Midterms are next week, and afterwards is a week long of fall break.
Where I in turn will probably end up happily doing absolutely nothing. I think.

…..Maybe.

I dunno. I’ll see when I get there. Most people are going home; campus is going to close, so I don’t think there’d be any chilling out with anyone, whether I wanted to or not. *shrugs*


I leave you with some k-nex rollercoasting, yo.

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Sunday, October 8, 2006


Take me as I come cause I can't stay long



Odds of being struck by lightning (though not necessarily dying) in a given year: 1 in 400,000 (Source: National Weather Service)

Odds of dying in a car accident in a given year: 1 in 18,400 (Source: National Safety Council [NSC])

Odds of getting killed somehow while walking around outside: 1 in 49,000 (NSC)

Odds of drowning: 1 in 88,000 (NSC)

Odds of choking to death: 1 in 97,000 (NSC)

Odds of dying in an air (or space) accident: 1 in 392,000 (NSC)

Odds of freezing to death: 1 in 469,000 (NSC)

Odds of death from falling off the bed or a chair: 1 in 347,000 (NSC)

Odds of choking to death on your own vomit: 1 in 740,000 (NSC)

Odds of getting killed by fireworks: 1 in 26,440,000 (NSC)

Odds of death due to overly hot tap water: 1 in 11,100,000 (NSC)

Odds of death due to burning pajamas: 1 in 97,000,000 (NSC, and no that's not a joke)

Odds that you'll kill yourself: 1 in 9,200 (NSC)


Hmm. Seems to be that people [ourselves] are the biggest risk factors to living.


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Mary Jane's Last Dance


This song makes me think of 7th and 8th grade, cause it was played often on the hour long bus ride home/school.

*grins and shakes head*

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Sunday, October 1, 2006


Blind passion and strategic logic: incompatable beyond words and feeling.




Oh my goodness... listen to the lyrics. It's funny as hell. *grins*

What's even funnier is that I like this version much better than the original song. =]

I'll prolly post again whenever I wake up. I sorta just came back from an Interfaith Dialog dinner (it was held at the Hilton hotel downtown; I sort of forget the full name of that particular Hilton hotel at the moment) where they spoke about Ramadan and I have a lot on my mind.

But yeah. I'll be back. Not that too many really read this anymore? No matter. *grins*


White and Nerdy - Weird Al


You see me mowin' my front lawn
I know they're all thinkin' I'm so
White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Can't you see I'm white and nerdy
Look at me I'm white and nerdy

I wanna roll with the gangstas
But so far they all think I'm too
White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
I'm just too white and nerdy
Really, really white and nerdy

First in my class here at MIT
Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D
M.C. Escher, that's my favorite M.C.
Keep you're 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin, to the contrary
You'll find that they're quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Stephen Hawking's in my library

My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
Got people beggin' for my top eight spaces
Yo, I know pi to a thousand places
Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I'm a wiz at Minesweeper, I could play for days
Once you've see my sweet moves, you're gonna stay amazed
My fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze

There's no killer app I haven't run (run)
At Pascal, well I'm number one (one)
Do vector calculus just for fun
I ain't got a gat, but I got a soldering gun (what?)
Happy Days is my favorite theme song
I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
I'm fluent in JavaScript as well as Klingon

Here's the part I sing on...

You see me roll on my Segway
I know in my heart they think I'm
White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Can't you see I'm white and nerdy
Look at me I'm white and nerdy

I'd like to roll with the gangstas
Although it's apparent I'm too
White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
I'm just too white and nerdy
How'd I get so white and nerdy

I been browsin', inspectin' X-Men comics
You know I collect 'em
The pens in my pocket, I must protect them
My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
Shoppin' online for deals on some writable media
I edit Wikipedia
I memorized Holy Grail really well
I can recite it right now and have you R-O-T-F-L-O-L

I got a business doing websites (websites)
When my friends need some code, who do they call?
I do HTML for 'em all
Even made a homepage for my dog, yo
I got myself a fanny pack
They were havin' a sale down at The Gap
Spend my nights with a role of bubble wrap
Pop, pop - hope no one sees me gettin' freaky

I'm nerdy in the extreme
Whiter than sour cream
I was in AV club and glee club
And even the chess team
Only question I ever thought was hard
Was "Do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?"
Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Faire

Got my name on my underwear They see me strollin', they're laughin'
And rollin' their eyes cause I'm so
White and nerdy

Just because I'm white and nerdy
Just because I'm white and nerdy
All because I'm white and nerdy
Holy cow, I'm white and nerdy

I wanna bowl with the gangstas
But oh well, it's obvious I'm
White and nerdy

Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
I'm just too white and nerdy
Look at me I'm white and nerdy

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Thursday, September 28, 2006


Perplexing the editor
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060928/ap_on_re_us/school_evacuation


*shakes head*


The past few days, if I'm not at work, in class, studying for some test or going through some sort of obligation (Like SGA or vice presidental duties) then I am asleep. Or feeling sick, but let's not go there. I guess it was a good thing that I tried to donate blood, so I at least understand some of the reasons as to why I'm never really hungry and am always sleepy tired. I havent done anything social in a while, which isnt a big deal, but yeah.

I just woke up from a scary dream, one where I was being chased by something that lacked a conscious. I was on campus; it was getting really dark out and it was raining heavily. I couldnt find a safe place to hide.

I have to go study for the history test today.

Oh wait! Speaking of tests, the abnormal psych one, I was studying for it and it felt like nothing I was studying was sticking in my head. I wasnt feeling that great, so the feeling that all information was leaking out my ears at highly innapropriate times was rather frustrating.

I got the test back yesterday and had a B on it. It would have been slightly higher if I had properly recorded one of my answers correctly (I had it right on the paper, but not on the scantron)

Somehow, got an A on the acting test.

Things are going ok academics wise. =]

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Wednesday, September 27, 2006


Be still, my barely beating heart.
Rwar. The past week had been rather stressfull, so it wasnt a huge suprise when yesterday I took a nap from like 3:30 in the afternoon till 8 something at night and still happily went back to sleep around 1 am. *grins*

I tried donating blood yesterday, but I wasnt allowed cause they tested my blood/iron level the maximum times allowed and it kept coming up really short of the border line. One of the nurses told me that at least for the day, I'm anemic. *raises eyebrow*

That's not the worst part though. All the places on my fingers that the nurses got me with the needle pen are even now still bruised and really sore. =<

*cough*

But yeah. Like I said, I went to sleep around 1 am, wanting to get up around 7 to study a bit for the history test tomorrow.

I wake up with a start at 5:30 in the morning to intense screaming. My heart is racing like crazy as I realize that the screaming came from some game my room mate was playing on her computer. It was one of those stupid things where you're popping the bubble wrap stuff and while you're calm and preoccupied, a possessed face/figure from some pop culture horror movie suddenly appears accompanied by it's own scream track.

The volume on her computer really wasnt that loud, honestly. For some reason the screaming reached me in my sleep and pulled me out. *half grins*

I know that I'm very easily scared/startled, and I learned this vital fact from my mom, who was scary prank happy at times. But yeah.

My room mate wanted me to play the bubble wrap game that she had been playing. She set it up to the game web page, came over to my bed and sat down next to where I was laying, telling me it was my turn. I protested; she persisted, and I finally relented, in hopes of catching a bit more sleep later. I toss my covers off, put my glasses on, glance over at her computer and the mutilated possessed face just pops up out of nowhere.

And I screamed. Loudly. Like a bloody murder scream. I'm suprised I didnt wake anyone else up. *blushes and grins sheepishly*

I throw my blanket over my head and curl up tight. My room mate glances over at her computer screen, screames, and huddles next to me.

Ok. So me and my room mate are both huddled next to each other, curled up and whimpering, when she looks at my window, which had the blind up part ways. She starts freaking out hard core because she can see her computer screen reflection with the face, and rather clearly at that. I refused to look at it; she's trying to convince me to get up and go with her to get rid of the evil possessed window still up on her screen.

So as one, we both somehow managed to get to her computer without actually looking at it, and she clicks the little red X box in the corner.

I half tried to go back to sleep after that, but to no avail.

Fuck sleep. I was entirely too jumpy and high strung like.

.....

I still am now, actually. And the day has just barely begun.

*grins and shakes head*


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Tuesday, September 26, 2006


I will feast upon your bones and revel in the deaths of all your descendents who will never be
Last night it was disclosed to me that over the weekend, a good friend of mine was almost raped on campus.

Where was I all weekend? Either preoccupied in the throes of being sick, or trying to recover and way over my head in homework and studying.

My friend, this semester she's been putting in a lot of hours at work, along with a job on campus, going to school full time and a boyfriend, so not seeing her for a few days at a time is the norm for now, as opposed to how the flow went the past two semesters. But that's not the problem. I just saw her yesterday, during lunch, and she made a few comments to me about how a certain mutual friend tried to push things over the weekend. There was a very subtle look on her face, a look in her eye, her body language. I quickly became concerned, and then the mutual friend mentioned walks over and sits.

I noticed quickly that she wasnt acting obviously different, but there were little things that I picked up and it started to get me worried. My friend left after a few minutes, and I had to study some more before the psych test anyways.

I tried calling her last night a few times, but she wouldnt pick up her phone. I just had this really bad feeling, and I wanted to make sure she was ok. Much later in the night, a different mutual friend called and through a long proccess that I really dont want to go through again, it was revealed to me about what had actually happend over the weekend, and the reason why I couldnt reach her is because she's been with campus police the past few hours. As of then, she was planning on pressing charges.

I cant say anything to her, about me knowing. I cant say or do anything to the stupid boy mutual friend.

And I have a lot to think about.


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Monday, September 25, 2006


I'm so busy that I'm living yesterday today.


The past few days I've been more sensative to cold, as the weather seems to be changing and the temperature dropping, even if just a little bit.

Doesn't help that no matter the temperature outside, the school has cold air blasting through the dorm vents. *grins and shakes head*

When I came outside this morning I laughed, because I've seen more than one person bundled up in a winter coat. Did I mention that it's 60 degrees or so?

Yeah, I'm sorta chilly too, and I'm pretty much laughing at myself as well. *grins* Up in teh north, this sort of weather is considered really nice, and I'm making myself adjust to it accordingly.

Big abnormal psych test; gonna go study a bit then I have to run off to work.

Anything new with anyone? =3

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Sunday, September 24, 2006


Why reach to the sky to touch a star, when you can just scoop one out of the gutter?


A million geek points to any of you guys watched this as a kid. =]






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Monday, September 11, 2006


You would be an idiot to forget today's date....
Because of all the bulletins (MySpace) and chain mail about 9/11.


Definition provided by The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition. Copyright © 2000 by Houghton Mifflin Company.

Patriotism:

Noun
Love of and devotion to one's country.


What annoys me is how most people don’t understand the meaning of patriotism; they took it to mean to turn on fellow Americans that happened to be of descent or of a certain nationality. I’ve been witness to random acts of violence towards certain peoples just because they looked like they could be of that certain nationality, when in reality they were far from it. If you’re going to be a complete and utter ass wipe, you should at least make sure you have your true intended target, instead of running around blinded by your own stupid. There are no "true" Americans; everyone’s ancestors came from a different country, unless you're speaking of the Native Americans, which migrated to this area from when all the continents were still together anyways.

Patriotism means supporting and loving your country, but not in a mindless drone-like manner. It isn’t logical in the least to interpret patriotism as agreeing with every law and ruling of the ruler of your country; anyone against any law or possible ruling is against the “American way” and is out to destroy the “American dream”, and is thus an enemy. It’s an opinion; everyone is entitled to an opinion, because that’s just what it is.
Opinion = own version and interpretation of ideas and such.

Yeah, what happened about five years ago was tragic, and a lot of loved ones died. Everyone was a sibling/parent/someone who played a significant role in someone’s life. This nation/people in general seem to be easily influenced and swayed by the different medias and by fear itself. Not everything you see or hear on the news is absolute truth. It’s amazing how the media hyped the general public with mindless fear, and all with ease no less. But is that good enough reason to march onward with righteous ignorance and condemn all the wrong people? Let’s punish people who had nothing to do with the event; who aren’t affiliated with it in any way whatsoever, because it’s gonna fix everything. Let’s face it. Someone has to pay for it, yeah?

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Monday, September 4, 2006


The one and only
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20060904/ap_on_en_tv/obit_irwin

Wow.

...

That's all I really have to say for now.

I'll post more later.

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