I am an Asian-American college student majoring in Technical Communications at the University of Washington. My Spring Quarter 05 Schedule: posTComm, TC 403, TC 407, ARCH 251, ESS 495.
All I need to do is find a PAID summer internship and I'm set!
So I'm here munching on chips, while waiting for our order at WingZone to arrive. I'm so sick of studying! I studied mostly biology for 5 hours today. Yeah, I'm really hungry. Our order came to like $54. But that's for 7 people. I got a 1/2 pound burger with honey mustard BBQ sauce. Mmmmm, food. It was so crazy last night, so I had watched the Dead Poet's Society before but for some reason blocked out the part about the gun. Anyway, to not totally give it away, it was disturbing. And then I came back and Dan had sent me an e-mail saying that he was going hunting and it kind of freaked me out, I just had all these images of him getting accidently shot. And then I tried imaging that he'd be wearing lots of orange, but then all I saw was this orange vested headless person. Yeah, real gruesome I know. I guess I was just freaking out. He made it home okay though :). Yum! Food!
Unknown @ 7:37:00 PM
For Saturday I've decided that instead of someone else's poem, I'm going to post one of my own. I watched "Dead Poet's Society" last night with a bunch of people on the 5th floor lounge of the North Tower. It was sad, but inspiring...
Yawp
For fear of the wrong impression:
Silence.
And no action; you
Fein agreement,
Empty words,
They control--
You hide.
How can we be sure of anything
the tide changes.
The wind that made the grain wave gently yesterday
blows down the trees tomorrow.
And the sea sends sailors crashing on the rocks,
as easily as it guides them safely home.
I love the sea
but it doesn't make me less afraid of it
I love you
but I'm not always sure of what you are
and how you feel.
I'd like to crawl behind your eyes
and see me the way you do
or climb through your mouth
and sit on every word that comes up through your throat.
Maybe I could be sure then
maybe I could know
as it is--I hide beneath your frowns
or worry when you laugh too loud.
Always sure a storm is rising.
exhaled *whoosh*. I feel so free. I just met with Lupine and it went well, I think my talking about making a poster for the research that I did over the summer helped a lot. Good thing that's over with though. And the O.Chem quiz (that didn't count) went well too, I missed 2 pts and it was the easiest question too. In other news, I put up the couple pictures I took at the NSCS ceremony, so you can all see what kind of a cult Tian and I got inducted into. :)
I'll be reading a lot of Hard Times this weekend.
Unknown @ 2:17:00 PM
More afraid of not flying
than of falling
More afraid to hide away my feelings
than of bawling
More afraid to sit in silence
than to speak up for myself
More afraid to sit back and watch
than to stick up for someone else
More afraid to close my mind
than to open my eyes and see
More afraid to close my heart
than to let in diversity
More afraid of not trying than of failing
More afraid of not thinking
than of letting my imagination go sailing
More afraid to settle for less
than to keep striving
More afraid of not living
than
of dying
Wow, it is so hard studying/getting anything done in my dorm room. There are just so many distractions (i.e. blogging, food, music, cleaning, people). But I get a lot of other stuff done! Like for instance, I've been meaning for a while to try finding pictures of brown bell peppers because, according to a recent bio lecture, there exists such a thing. All of the different colors, Yellow, Green, Red, and Brown all exist because of epistasis:
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
--e.e. cummings
This is one of my favorites. Every time I read it I gain new insight into it and I am reminded of different amazingness of God. It also happens to be one of the more easily understandable poems of e.e. cummings. I love his style too, after reading a bunch of his poems, the urge to write crazy like him is undeniable. Punctuation and words thrown all over the place, witty line breaks...the poem not only expresses an idea, but is a big puzzle.
Unknown @ 5:12:00 PM
AHHHHHH!!!! My English teacher is so messed up. He sends us all an e-mail saying that he forgot to mention that our weekly writings are due tomorrow and gives a vague description of what he'd like. Someone mass e-mails the listproc and asks for specifics. Then at 7 PM tonight he e-mails everyone and is like...oops, that e-mail was supposed to go to my graduate seminar. I spent the entire morning writing this paper. And I think it's a pretty good short "inhale, exhale' type of a paper. And now it's practically worthless. I would venture to guess that at least 60% of the class wrote the paper already before he sent out the second e-mail. How stupid is that?
And the NSCS Honors induction ceremony tonight was horrifically boring, I basically went to get a pin, two cookies and some punch...oh and to have my entire name butchered.
Unknown @ 12:08:00 AM
The Lesson of the Moth
i was talking to a moth
the other evening
he was trying to break into
an electric light bulb
and fry himself on the wires
why do you fellows
pull this stunt i asked him
because it is the conventional
thing for moths or why
if that had been an uncovered
candle instead of an electric
light bulb you would
now be a small unsightly cinder
have you no sense
plenty of it he answered
but at times we get tired
of using it
we get bored with the routine
and crave beauty
and excitement
fire is beautiful
and we know that if we get
too close it will kill us
but what does that matter
it is better to be happy
for a moment
and be burned up with beauty
than to live a long time
and be bored all the while
so we wad all our life up
into one little roll
and then we shoot the roll
that is what life is for
it is better to be a part of beauty
for one instant and then cease to
exist than to exist forever
and never be a part of beauty
our attitude towards life
is come easy go easy
we are like human beings
used to be before they became
too civilized to enjoy themselves
and before i could argue him
out of his philosophy
he went and immolated himself
on a patent cigar lighter
i do not agree with him
myself i would rather have
half the happiness and twice
the longevity
but at the same time i wish
there was something i wanted
as badly as he wanted to fry himself
archy
--Don Marquis
Wow, so it's incredible to get very little sleep. I managed to book it to my 8:30 O.Chem class after waking up at 8:10. I made it on time, a few minutes to spare actually. I did take a short (i.e. less than 1/2 hour) nap before going to Gospel Choir tonight. Unfortunately I double booked today and had to skip 1/2 of it in order to do FOT (Fellowship of Three) which is a Jubilee activity where you get together with 2 other strangers and hang out sometime during the week. It's a lot of fun because other people's lives are just so interesting (if you don't agree with me, why are you reading this?). I never get tired of sharing my testimony and/or the story of how Dan and I got together/got engaged. Love is good.
Unknown @ 10:16:00 PM
Here's what's going to happen from now on. I am going to post a poem a day for a while. I made a website a long time ago of compiled poems that I really enjoy. There's a little over a month's worth. I guess I could post one every week, but I'd have nowhere to keep it on this page. Anyway, it's late... I'm tired. Poem:
Ahhhh, Dim Sum, and Uwajimaya. Basically I woke up, did some biology (very very very little), then went with about 13 people to the Honey Court Seafood Restaurant in the International District and had quite a few interesting conversations about how to make your hands 'useful'. Notice the word "more" was not place in front of the word useful. I think it stemmed mostly from my comment that the trait for six fingers is dominant, which I learned recently in a biology lecture. Amazing I know, I actually learned something from a bio lecture. Ideas ranged from tattooing a ruler on a finger to having a pair of scissors instead of two of the fingers, to my personal idea, of implanting GPS into your palm and I managed to make a very bad joke of how then you'd really have a 'palm pilot'. Then we spent a frantic twenty or so minutes in Uwajimaya where I managed to buy some drinks, some seaweed, some strawberry filled koala cookies and the $1 umbrella celebrating Uwajimaya's 75th Anniversary or something...yeah I don't really care, I just wanted a cheap umbrella. I have approximately 45 minutes before I'm meeting a large group of people to go to UPC's night contemporary service. Apparently, now that I look at the website, there is communion today :). Then immediately afterwards, I'm going to Jubilee's service which is at 7. It's amazing how awesome it feels to have so much Christian community here. Everyone is excited to go to church, excited to worship the Lord, and really glad be able to take this time out of the week where God is celebrated and fellowship between Christians gives strength. Love never fails.--1 Corinthians 13:8
Unknown @ 4:07:00 PM
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Saturday, October 11, 2003
