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!
ShaqAtaq21: do u know ur roomate yet?
finite being 2: yeah actally...
finite being 2: I thought I was going to room with Ursula but
finite being 2: today some frosh girl named Diana called me
finite being 2: she seems okay
finite being 2: gonna probably move out come winter break
ShaqAtaq21: lol...
ShaqAtaq21: her name is what?
ShaqAtaq21: dian....a?
finite being 2: yeah
finite being 2: hmm
ShaqAtaq21: haha
ShaqAtaq21: very weird
finite being 2: that's kind of weird
ShaqAtaq21: hahah, yea...
ShaqAtaq21: SLIGHTLY
finite being 2: didn't really notice until now
ShaqAtaq21: oh wow...
ShaqAtaq21: u didnt notice ur new roomate has the same name as ur old one?
finite being 2: what?!
finite being 2: same name
finite being 2: DIANE
finite being 2: DIANA
ShaqAtaq21: nearly
ShaqAtaq21: close enough to say..."Whoa, they almost have the same name!"
finite being 2: that nearly is kind of important, boyfriend of DIANE not DIANA
ShaqAtaq21: lol
ShaqAtaq21: im just sayin
finite being 2: uh huh
ShaqAtaq21: in response
ShaqAtaq21: haha
ShaqAtaq21: ur funny
Unknown @ 11:53:00 PM
My mom is so cool :) she bought me a set of four 2.5 oz made in italy shot glasses:
I also bought towels and a cute little black purse, just like everyone elses' lol, I tried to resist but the more I tried it on, it just felt right. Now I can perpetrate the image of a sophisticated chica better ;). So that was my Saturday afternoon, spent mostly in JCPenny because of their huge sale and a little in Costco. The morning I spent cleaning my room, the area that I've been working on so far (about 1/5th of my room) is slightly cleaner now.
And now the night awaits.
Come, gentle night; come, loving, black-browed night;
Give me my Romeo;...
So tedious is this day
As is the night before some festival
To an impatient child that hath new robes
And may not wear them.
--Juliet
Unknown @ 6:08:00 PM
How they're really good together which of course is an analogy to a relationship. Cute song tho :D! Sorry I can't translate the lyrics for ya'll.
Unknown @ 9:42:00 PM
Thoughts on this matter:
I was driving home from work today and was thinking of writing an essay on this phrase. Instead I'm just going to blog ramble on it. I think I remember this being said in a movie somewhere...maybe Joy Luck Club. Firstly, what comes to mind with the word 'sun'? It gives life, warmth, food, is all important for survival. A precious commodity. The first time I heard this, this is what I thought of, an Asian proud because they are from where the sun rises, and a white person flipping the coin on them saying sure, the sun rises from Asia...but it sets here. Kind of like, the buck stops here. You may have the beginning, the headstart, but we are the end, the final masterpiece.
However, there is another way that this can be taken.
Rising = Birth, Setting = Death.
If you ignore the whole one kid per family thing, it can be seen that Asia is a place of many births of ideas, of great plans and ingenious innovations. That being around for a couple thousand years deal? Yeah you can invent and discover a good deal in that amount of time.
While the West, if you ignore the birth of computers and the internet etc., can be seen as a place where many dreams have been crushed, where the streets are not paved with gold nor running with milk and honey. Where the most people have been killed by guns. A past seeped with oppression, prejudice, and hatred of the poorly understood and different.
Analogies aside, who cares where the heck the sun rises or sets? It only truly rises in the east and sets in the west on two days of the year. And it was something that has been around longer than humans have been alive. In another time, another dimension, where the people settled might very well be opposite of what it is now. Thus I conclude the whole topic and phrase to be complete hogwash. The End.
Unknown @ 8:57:00 PM
I doubt that anyone reading this blog is going to read Random Acts of Senseless Violence, so I'm going to quote the last half a page or so of it here because I think it's tite.
We've walled apart not for Jude not cause I love love her but cause I crossed over and you can't come here less you want. Night's darkened full now and I spec I'm finally set to ride. Take me street take me.
Bye bye Anne. You're my best friend but I've penned myself dry with all I writ. You give ear when everybody deafs and lend me shoulder constant if tears need dropping. I know you're always with me but time shorts and I have to solo present. Deathpeace still be a undone deal but I set now ready when it come whenever it come. I do the warning first though so nobody sully you fore I close out.
Lookabout people. Beef me overlong and I groundbound you express. Down down down you go down and I be bottomed out set to catch. Snatch your whispers and tape what plays then hit rewind and scream you to sleep, siren you ass and then ex you proper. Lookabout all you. Spec your mirror and there I be. Crazy evilness be my design if that's what needs wearing. All people herebound be evilsouled heartside, no ho they sweet talk. Shove do push and push do shove and everybody in this world leave lovelost hereafter. Lookabout. Chase me if you want. Funnyface me if you keen but mark this when I go chasing I go catching. Eye cautious when you step out people cause I be running streetwild come nightside and nobody safes when I ride. I bite. Can't cut me now. Can't fuck me now. Can't hurt me now. No more. No more.
Night night Anne. Night night. I'm with the DCons now.
--"Crazy" Lola, Random Acts of Senseless Violence pg 255-256
And if you think that language is hard to understand, think of that x5 starting at page 1, for A Clockwork Orange--Anthony Burgess. At least in this book the lingo kind of creeps up on you gradually throughout the book.
Unknown @ 8:40:00 PM
I know it's super late, but I stayed up to finish Random Acts of Senseless Violence -- Jack Womack. I thought more than halfway through the book that it wasn't going to be that great, but the end more than made up for it. It just brought it all together and it was so amazing to see the reverse Clockwork Orange transformation of this 12 yr old private school girl. Definitely chilling. I want to quote the last few paragraphs of it, because it reminds me of the long spiel that was my favorite part of Catch-22, but it's late and I have Bethel tomorrow/this morning.
But because I just finished reading this book, some of its emotion transfered to me, which always happens with books and movies, and I feel like writing.
I have changed so much in the last five months (wow has it really been that long already...) that I almost don't recognize myself...or I don't remember what I used to be like. And if I feel that, I wonder what everyone else must be thinking? Feiya finally snapped and went off the deep end. Thing is, am I a swimmer or a sinker? One thing that I've always been glad about, is that I've pretty much never been completely alone and in my own little world. I can't keep anything inside for very long, and if I had to, things would be ugly. I've always had someone to tell everything to, a living diary. And I am super grateful for all of those people who have served as such throughout my life. Never have so many doors been open, the hallway so dark, my footsteps so soft and slow.
Unknown @ 3:11:00 AM
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Saturday, August 21, 2004
