Thursday, November 11, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Lying in an uncomfortable bed, covered in clothes, trash and random things, wearing a hoodie and boxers.
Recently I've been thinking a lot about my mindset towards school and my education. I remember back in middle school I was the typical asian nerd. Motivated to get not just straight A's, but straight A+'s, I would plop down next to my desk right after school and work until all my readings, assignments and studying were done. Even though my life pretty much consisted of working and sleeping, I was content with my life. Looking back now, I have no idea how I survived those years of my life. Now, I would say that I was living the 'incorrect' way and certainly needed someone to explain to me that there is more to life than just working my ass off. I'm wondering now though, lying in an uncomfortable bed, covered in clothes, trash and random things, wearing a hoodie and boxers, whether or not it is right for me to think that my way of life should be a way of life for everyone to at least some extent. It should be okay for someone to not be sociable, stay indoors and study all day, shouldn't it? As long as that individual is happy, who am I to tell him or her that he or she is living his or her life the wrong way? (whoa, lots of pronouns).
I remember having a talk similar to this with Sidd one fateful night in Willy's basement. We talked for like 4 hours... until the sun came up, just bouncing ideas off of each other. We went from topic to topic, talking about so many random things. Some of these things were pretty retarded, but some were pretty deep and thought-provoking. Some of the things that night really struck me and made me think about my view on life.
Balancing work and play has been a problem for everyone. It's so hard to get the perfect combination. It's a mixing pot where everyone always over-adds or doesn't add enough, leading to either mediocrity and fun or brilliance and boredom.
Wait though. Have I been getting this all wrong? Maybe truly brilliant people enjoy the work that they do. Maybe I'm just not smart enough or open-minded enough to realize that work can be fun, and it can give a certain sense of accomplishment and self-fulfillment that no amount of play could achieve. Maybe I should stop telling people to just have fun and start telling them to work if they feel like it.
Maybe I should start telling myself to work.
I remember having a talk similar to this with Sidd one fateful night in Willy's basement. We talked for like 4 hours... until the sun came up, just bouncing ideas off of each other. We went from topic to topic, talking about so many random things. Some of these things were pretty retarded, but some were pretty deep and thought-provoking. Some of the things that night really struck me and made me think about my view on life.
Balancing work and play has been a problem for everyone. It's so hard to get the perfect combination. It's a mixing pot where everyone always over-adds or doesn't add enough, leading to either mediocrity and fun or brilliance and boredom.
Wait though. Have I been getting this all wrong? Maybe truly brilliant people enjoy the work that they do. Maybe I'm just not smart enough or open-minded enough to realize that work can be fun, and it can give a certain sense of accomplishment and self-fulfillment that no amount of play could achieve. Maybe I should stop telling people to just have fun and start telling them to work if they feel like it.
Maybe I should start telling myself to work.
Sunday, November 7, 2010
It's 6 PM
Just woke up. My body feels like crap. Not in the mood to do work yet, even though I do have work.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Crap.
Missed a computers exam. First time missing an exam. Of course it has to be the one class which the professor's completely unreasonable. She says I can retake it at 12:00 today for a maximum of 50 percent.
Shit.
Shit.
The Cube
So my friend Jonny just ran this personality test on me. It was called 'The Cube'. Basically, he asked me to picture a plain landscape, with a sky and desert separated by a horizon. He then told me that there was a cube in my vision. He asked me what size the cube was, what color it was, what it was made out of and if you could see through it. Then he told me to picture a ladder. He asked me where it was in the landscape, how it looked, if it was sturdy and if any of the steps were missing. Then he told me there was a horse. He asked me where the horse was with respect to the cube, what color it was and any noticeable features of it. Next came the storm. He told me to picture a storm and describe it. The final part of the personality test was flowers. He told me that there were flowers in this desert and asked me how they looked, where they were and how many there were.
I told him that my cube was pretty big, right in front of me, floating above the ground and made out of a glass-like material that could not be seen through. I pictured a sturdy, wooden, firm ladder that leaned closely against the cube, but only reached up 2/3 of the height. For the horse, I saw a brown horse. It was a cute horse. It had a mount on it, but there was no one riding it. It was right by one of the corners of the cube. For flowers, I said there were a ring of flowers around me. White flowers that were pretty small in size. The test ended with me picturing a small storm, far away from the cube and stationery.
Supposedly the cube represents myself. A big cube represents a confident person with a pretty large ego. Cubes that float represent intelligent individuals who are usually more creative and witty. The fact that the cube was glass means that I'm easily understood and try to get my point across the others. The glass being shiny and not see-through means that I stand out in a crowd.
The ladder represents my friends. If the ladder is leaning against the cube, it means you have friends that you can depend on. A sturdy ladder means that your friendships are solid and some of them will most likely last a lifetime. The ladder also represents your pathway to your goals. It's weird that my ladder didn't reach the top of my cube and only 2/3 of the height. The book didn't specify exactly what that meant.
The horse represents my lover. If it has a mount, it means that my lover will most likely be hard-working, domesticated and a romantic. The fact that it is close to the cube means that she will most likely stay loyal.
The flowers represent my offspring... Supposedly I want 10 kids that ring around me closely. That's definitely incorrect.
The storm represents my problems. The fact that it is small and far away means that I mostly have no troubles. As of now, my life seems to be going pretty smoothly, void of problems.
The ladder thing really got me thinking... Hm...
I told him that my cube was pretty big, right in front of me, floating above the ground and made out of a glass-like material that could not be seen through. I pictured a sturdy, wooden, firm ladder that leaned closely against the cube, but only reached up 2/3 of the height. For the horse, I saw a brown horse. It was a cute horse. It had a mount on it, but there was no one riding it. It was right by one of the corners of the cube. For flowers, I said there were a ring of flowers around me. White flowers that were pretty small in size. The test ended with me picturing a small storm, far away from the cube and stationery.
Supposedly the cube represents myself. A big cube represents a confident person with a pretty large ego. Cubes that float represent intelligent individuals who are usually more creative and witty. The fact that the cube was glass means that I'm easily understood and try to get my point across the others. The glass being shiny and not see-through means that I stand out in a crowd.
The ladder represents my friends. If the ladder is leaning against the cube, it means you have friends that you can depend on. A sturdy ladder means that your friendships are solid and some of them will most likely last a lifetime. The ladder also represents your pathway to your goals. It's weird that my ladder didn't reach the top of my cube and only 2/3 of the height. The book didn't specify exactly what that meant.
The horse represents my lover. If it has a mount, it means that my lover will most likely be hard-working, domesticated and a romantic. The fact that it is close to the cube means that she will most likely stay loyal.
The flowers represent my offspring... Supposedly I want 10 kids that ring around me closely. That's definitely incorrect.
The storm represents my problems. The fact that it is small and far away means that I mostly have no troubles. As of now, my life seems to be going pretty smoothly, void of problems.
The ladder thing really got me thinking... Hm...
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Halloween
Halloween at college is absolutely ridiculous. Girls wear little-to-nothing, disregarding the frigid temperatures and countless eye-rapings. Drunkards roam the streets, making complete fools of themselves and dashing through traffic. Partiers pack the buses, not afraid to push and shove, and randomly bursting into well-known chants and songs.
It's funny. Today is actually Halloween but not too much is going on. It appears everyone has become mentally, physically, and 'liver-ly' exhausted due to the nonstop partying of the past three nights. Everyone is just crashing on their beds and taking much-needed rests.
Once upon a time, when we were all good kids, Halloween was just a holiday linked with entertaining costumes and free candy. It was a time where friends could just travel door to door and be rewarded with candy simply by knocking and muttering 'trick or treat'!
It's truly amazing how things change as we grow up.
It's funny. Today is actually Halloween but not too much is going on. It appears everyone has become mentally, physically, and 'liver-ly' exhausted due to the nonstop partying of the past three nights. Everyone is just crashing on their beds and taking much-needed rests.
Once upon a time, when we were all good kids, Halloween was just a holiday linked with entertaining costumes and free candy. It was a time where friends could just travel door to door and be rewarded with candy simply by knocking and muttering 'trick or treat'!
It's truly amazing how things change as we grow up.
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