Official Weekend
Time to actually let loose alittle. I had actually focused 100% on studying, working out and actually forgot to play computer games for 5 days since last Sunday. Haha, nah I never really forgot to play my computer games and stuff, it's just that I simply didn't have the time to enjoy a proper 14 hour marathon of gaming. Yeah, sounds like alot of fun right? 14 FREAKING hours of non-stop high adrenaline gaming! But if that happens this weekend, it means that I'd be in a mini-coma after the deed is done. Definately a no-no when it's only past the first week in school.
So what now? My brain feels like it's trying to destroy itself because of the sheer amount of work I'm suddenly piling up. And as for my body? It's been accepting the new daily regime of jogs quite well, perhaps I should increase the intensity for next week. Perhaps I'd add 1 more set on the circuit or something. I suppose it's something I would eventually do anyways.
What do I have to say to all of you whose weekend has arrived? Go and relax, not too much drinking because I want all your livers intact so that I can go destroy when I have time. Hmmm, it seems that this weekend would be a rather quite one with regards to blog time. But who knows? Maybe you'd see more of me tomorrow if I decide that I want to bore you people somemore. And here's the part where I say good night! Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Friday, May 11, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Relationship help from a textbook?
Strange as it may sound, there seems to be a whole chapter on helping people manage their relationships and look at the multitude of ways to create, maintain, salvage and even break away from personal relationships in supposed comparison to actual communication models. It kind of led my imagination out for a joyride. Did the author compare it to a relationship because it was a book meant for North America and they have an easier time understand the concept of interpersonal communications in terms of a couple's relationship? Or is it because that the author was a female thus because females find it easier to relate this to a couple's relationship?
Because seriously as a GUY/MALE/DOM, I don't relish biting into such analogies. She did mention near the end of the chapter that other cultures have a different take on interpersonal relationships, so I shall be more forgiving. But since this is THE textbook that I'm supposed to work with, I really got to be at the very least semi-critical about the approach to this subject matter. If I had decided that because of her analogy of a loving couple to start the melding of the models to the actual processes, I almost could feel myself naseate to the point of almost puking.
Perhaps it's because I'm Asian and that I'm not totally accustomed to the intimacies of the Western culture. But the very notion of self-disclosure screams at my inner soul. I can only make out one sound of my soul's screams, "BLASPHEMY!". I personally find it unnerving to have this inner self suddenly voicing out it's opinion uninitiated. I normally have to search deep within myself to know if I deeply agree or disagree with an idea. Perhaps this is why I'm writing this entry even though I've only read that single chapter tonight. It's disagreeing so violently inside me, that I just simply have to talk about it to balance myself.
Is it because of my cultural conditioning? My gender conditioning? Or even the conditioning I received as a writer? I read about these cultural and gender conditioning from the earlier chapters and it probably does explain some of the reactions I'm having now. But I still find it difficult to swallow the fact that such a simple judgement can cause me to fall so far from balance. Perhaps despite that I primarily disagree with the writer on her approach on things, I'm more disgusted with my own lack of acceptance of another culture.
I can finally picture why the Japanese found it so easy to treat their conquered nations like 2nd class citizens without any sense of guilt or conscience. How do I come to that conclusion? I just took the feeling I just got when I disagreed with author of my textbook and applied it to another culture such as the Japanese. I applied their notion of feeling compassion for those that they oppress and it's in their culture to dominate. They just won't feel a thing for the people that they have conquered.
I think I just found out first hand how our cultures are such a huge hinderance towards learning. Another side of me just realized I just lost a whole chunk of naviety and innocence. In the understanding this fact, I also accept that the world will never accept my point of view no matter how logical or proper I position my point of view. This is one of those fact that you actually wished you never learnt. It's a painful revelation and I suppose my mind's calming down abit. I leave this post with a grim realization, I have a mind that's setting faster than I want it to. It's time for me to expand my horizons as fast as I possibly can to pound it back into mush. Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Strange as it may sound, there seems to be a whole chapter on helping people manage their relationships and look at the multitude of ways to create, maintain, salvage and even break away from personal relationships in supposed comparison to actual communication models. It kind of led my imagination out for a joyride. Did the author compare it to a relationship because it was a book meant for North America and they have an easier time understand the concept of interpersonal communications in terms of a couple's relationship? Or is it because that the author was a female thus because females find it easier to relate this to a couple's relationship?
Because seriously as a GUY/MALE/DOM, I don't relish biting into such analogies. She did mention near the end of the chapter that other cultures have a different take on interpersonal relationships, so I shall be more forgiving. But since this is THE textbook that I'm supposed to work with, I really got to be at the very least semi-critical about the approach to this subject matter. If I had decided that because of her analogy of a loving couple to start the melding of the models to the actual processes, I almost could feel myself naseate to the point of almost puking.
Perhaps it's because I'm Asian and that I'm not totally accustomed to the intimacies of the Western culture. But the very notion of self-disclosure screams at my inner soul. I can only make out one sound of my soul's screams, "BLASPHEMY!". I personally find it unnerving to have this inner self suddenly voicing out it's opinion uninitiated. I normally have to search deep within myself to know if I deeply agree or disagree with an idea. Perhaps this is why I'm writing this entry even though I've only read that single chapter tonight. It's disagreeing so violently inside me, that I just simply have to talk about it to balance myself.
Is it because of my cultural conditioning? My gender conditioning? Or even the conditioning I received as a writer? I read about these cultural and gender conditioning from the earlier chapters and it probably does explain some of the reactions I'm having now. But I still find it difficult to swallow the fact that such a simple judgement can cause me to fall so far from balance. Perhaps despite that I primarily disagree with the writer on her approach on things, I'm more disgusted with my own lack of acceptance of another culture.
I can finally picture why the Japanese found it so easy to treat their conquered nations like 2nd class citizens without any sense of guilt or conscience. How do I come to that conclusion? I just took the feeling I just got when I disagreed with author of my textbook and applied it to another culture such as the Japanese. I applied their notion of feeling compassion for those that they oppress and it's in their culture to dominate. They just won't feel a thing for the people that they have conquered.
I think I just found out first hand how our cultures are such a huge hinderance towards learning. Another side of me just realized I just lost a whole chunk of naviety and innocence. In the understanding this fact, I also accept that the world will never accept my point of view no matter how logical or proper I position my point of view. This is one of those fact that you actually wished you never learnt. It's a painful revelation and I suppose my mind's calming down abit. I leave this post with a grim realization, I have a mind that's setting faster than I want it to. It's time for me to expand my horizons as fast as I possibly can to pound it back into mush. Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Too much of something
And here I am awake in the darn morning after sleeping later than the prescribed time last night. What time did I get up? 7 freaking AM. Sigh, this is becoming a problem. It's like regimentalization only except that I'm doing it on my own. Anyways, perhaps if there's any of my uni-mates reading this. It'd be nice to note that while I can be quite the workaholic, I can also be rather unpredictable. Like what I'm about to do today, might cause a small raise of the eyebrows laters.
Don't worry, it won't be something crazy like parading around screaming and shouting. That's something I reserve only for the army. Perhaps it's my warped sense of humour, perhaps it's just my non-existant fashion sense. But you'd see later what I mean haha... OPPS! I got something cooking over the fire right now, be right back!
Now that breakfast is almost done, I suppose I got to add that studying is serious work. I mean like reading is fun and all, but when you have to like take notes and stuff the fun level drops by fifty percent. Haha, I don't mind writing at all. But taking notes is not really writing, it's more like putting your thoughts on the chapter down without anyone else but you to judge your own work. Where's the fun in that?
Hmmm, maybe some of you be wondering what a guy like me will make for breakfast? Leftovers in the fridge of course! Hahaha, nah just joking. I kinda made bradwursts today because there was a special purchase order last night. Incidentally, there shouldn't be a breakfast without fiber! So lots of fiber with a mystery ingredient. There isn't much guessing required, it's without a doubt an apple! Yeah, made a list of things to get last night and had someone to do the shopping for me.
Well, I got to go and set the table up and stuff. I'd leave you with a morning chirp. *Chirp*
Alauz OUT!
Depravation
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Always soothing while it lasts.
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Awfully painful when you rise.
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Anyone can do it till they die.
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Alittle bit is not advised.
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
And here I am awake in the darn morning after sleeping later than the prescribed time last night. What time did I get up? 7 freaking AM. Sigh, this is becoming a problem. It's like regimentalization only except that I'm doing it on my own. Anyways, perhaps if there's any of my uni-mates reading this. It'd be nice to note that while I can be quite the workaholic, I can also be rather unpredictable. Like what I'm about to do today, might cause a small raise of the eyebrows laters.
Don't worry, it won't be something crazy like parading around screaming and shouting. That's something I reserve only for the army. Perhaps it's my warped sense of humour, perhaps it's just my non-existant fashion sense. But you'd see later what I mean haha... OPPS! I got something cooking over the fire right now, be right back!
Now that breakfast is almost done, I suppose I got to add that studying is serious work. I mean like reading is fun and all, but when you have to like take notes and stuff the fun level drops by fifty percent. Haha, I don't mind writing at all. But taking notes is not really writing, it's more like putting your thoughts on the chapter down without anyone else but you to judge your own work. Where's the fun in that?
Hmmm, maybe some of you be wondering what a guy like me will make for breakfast? Leftovers in the fridge of course! Hahaha, nah just joking. I kinda made bradwursts today because there was a special purchase order last night. Incidentally, there shouldn't be a breakfast without fiber! So lots of fiber with a mystery ingredient. There isn't much guessing required, it's without a doubt an apple! Yeah, made a list of things to get last night and had someone to do the shopping for me.
Well, I got to go and set the table up and stuff. I'd leave you with a morning chirp. *Chirp*
Alauz OUT!
Depravation
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Always soothing while it lasts.
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Awfully painful when you rise.
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Anyone can do it till they die.
Sleep is like a lullaby,
Alittle bit is not advised.
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Affirmation and Fears
I highly doubt that you guys would remember me writing about how thinking in the different languages actually changed our perception? But today as I was going through my new communications text book, I came across this quote:
"As I learnt to speak, my perspective changed... Speaking the language, I could no longer really hear it. And once inside its protective walls, I began to find it difficult to get out... I had not only learned to speak a language: I had started to think in it. Its questions became my questions, its concepts shaped my responses to new ideas. Its definitions of the parameters of reality became mine."
- Thinking through Communication by Sarah Trenholm page 73 quote 12.
And it became evident to me that people do have an inkling of what is happening around the world. Perhaps it is because I'm more of a linguist who loves languages and how I can understand them more, has led me to start thinking in the different languages. Thus I am having a deeper understanding on why the cultures behave the way they do. In fact, the quote was from a nuclear scientist who merely picked up a defensive lingo used in her field of work and it has already warped her sense of thought to such a high degree. You can only imagine what most of us multi-lingual individuals had to experience in our attempt to master our separate languages.
To master another language requires you to think in that language. And when you do that, your not only exposing yourself to a completely new culture. Your literally changing your mind and personality when you switch over to thinking in another language. I have experienced so many personality changes, it was amazing that I could hide my unstable moments from even the people closest to me. If you ask my family on whether they sensed any changes in me since the day I was born, they would probably say that I'm as stubborn as before and not have noticed many of the changes that have occurred during my transition.
To me, it was highly important to disguise the changes I was going though. Why is it? It's because otherwise I would face rejection from my family. How did I know that I faced rejection? Well it was simple, when I was about 15 years of age I had begun changing. I have two younger brothers and the one whose older noticed the change in me and vehemently started telling me that I was becoming very "fake" or much like an "actor". He was the closest to me and could tell when I had the slightest of personality tweaks. Thus I knew instantly that he cannot accept this new person I was becoming. And since my parents and youngest brother have not noticed this change yet, I decided to maintain a facade to placate him.
Although members of my immediate family probably will never read my blog, I suppose I should let this out into the open so that at least my friends would understand why I sometimes seem like a totally different person in front of my family. I have to behave like the jerk and bastard that they have grown up believing that I am today. When I behave any other way, my brothers will find it very hard to believe that the person they are looking is their brother. It really kind of hurts to have to act in that manner, when you have to pretend to be who your not. And when time went by, I just grew weary of becoming an actor whenever they are at home.
You probably would have heard of people revealing their true colors only when their are with their closest of family, I on the other hand, have to face an even harder task of hiding my true colors at home because of the amount of disbelief. I suppose that because I was kind of a tyrant at home when I was younger, that my brothers can only accept that I must be a bad person who can never change in anyway except for the worse. Well, I'm getting tired of pretending. It's been a full decade since the day I had to hide my true colors, it'd be soon when I will be unable to pretend to be the jerk that I once was and face the horrified expressions of my family. It's been a fun day since I've been alone at home today, I hope you guys enjoy the rest of this lovely Tuesday. Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
I highly doubt that you guys would remember me writing about how thinking in the different languages actually changed our perception? But today as I was going through my new communications text book, I came across this quote:
"As I learnt to speak, my perspective changed... Speaking the language, I could no longer really hear it. And once inside its protective walls, I began to find it difficult to get out... I had not only learned to speak a language: I had started to think in it. Its questions became my questions, its concepts shaped my responses to new ideas. Its definitions of the parameters of reality became mine."
- Thinking through Communication by Sarah Trenholm page 73 quote 12.
And it became evident to me that people do have an inkling of what is happening around the world. Perhaps it is because I'm more of a linguist who loves languages and how I can understand them more, has led me to start thinking in the different languages. Thus I am having a deeper understanding on why the cultures behave the way they do. In fact, the quote was from a nuclear scientist who merely picked up a defensive lingo used in her field of work and it has already warped her sense of thought to such a high degree. You can only imagine what most of us multi-lingual individuals had to experience in our attempt to master our separate languages.
To master another language requires you to think in that language. And when you do that, your not only exposing yourself to a completely new culture. Your literally changing your mind and personality when you switch over to thinking in another language. I have experienced so many personality changes, it was amazing that I could hide my unstable moments from even the people closest to me. If you ask my family on whether they sensed any changes in me since the day I was born, they would probably say that I'm as stubborn as before and not have noticed many of the changes that have occurred during my transition.
To me, it was highly important to disguise the changes I was going though. Why is it? It's because otherwise I would face rejection from my family. How did I know that I faced rejection? Well it was simple, when I was about 15 years of age I had begun changing. I have two younger brothers and the one whose older noticed the change in me and vehemently started telling me that I was becoming very "fake" or much like an "actor". He was the closest to me and could tell when I had the slightest of personality tweaks. Thus I knew instantly that he cannot accept this new person I was becoming. And since my parents and youngest brother have not noticed this change yet, I decided to maintain a facade to placate him.
Although members of my immediate family probably will never read my blog, I suppose I should let this out into the open so that at least my friends would understand why I sometimes seem like a totally different person in front of my family. I have to behave like the jerk and bastard that they have grown up believing that I am today. When I behave any other way, my brothers will find it very hard to believe that the person they are looking is their brother. It really kind of hurts to have to act in that manner, when you have to pretend to be who your not. And when time went by, I just grew weary of becoming an actor whenever they are at home.
You probably would have heard of people revealing their true colors only when their are with their closest of family, I on the other hand, have to face an even harder task of hiding my true colors at home because of the amount of disbelief. I suppose that because I was kind of a tyrant at home when I was younger, that my brothers can only accept that I must be a bad person who can never change in anyway except for the worse. Well, I'm getting tired of pretending. It's been a full decade since the day I had to hide my true colors, it'd be soon when I will be unable to pretend to be the jerk that I once was and face the horrified expressions of my family. It's been a fun day since I've been alone at home today, I hope you guys enjoy the rest of this lovely Tuesday. Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Monday, May 07, 2007
And it's Over
So ends the first day of school. Excitement? Perhaps. Fear? Definately not! Lost? Not a chance! So we ended the first day of school with a new assignment. Not that it's anything really tough or anything. But it's going to constitute about 20% of our final grade. Thus it's still something that we should fuss about until it's over. What we going to have to do? Well it's a long story and I won't go into much detail. But our group's new name is DROOL. Do not ask me why, do not ask me how and do not ask me anything more with regards to the name. We decided that it would be impactful and I suppose it's going to be VERY impactful alright.
And well, what else about the first day of school? I don't think I've ever felt more relieved that the teachers don't put me down for asking questions. I've been growing up in the "Old School" system for so long now that I'm quite sick and tired of the teachers having only a "one-way" traffic. Perhaps things have been gradually changing in the primary, secondary and even other universities. But I've only experienced this silly "one-way" traffic method for GODS know how long and you cannot imagine how it's making me feel right now to not be penalized for being myself.
How else can you learn except by making mistakes or questioning? Sure you can learn by letting another person speak for ages and ages, but what else can you do but replicate what he said? Knowledge if not used in the creation of newer knowledge, becomes good for naught but building a statue that can never move. If knowledge is build upon and changed, we can create anything from cars to space craft with but a simple imagining of new frontiers to conquer. If you must know, invention is but a creative outlet where dreams become reality. If I told you 50 years ago that mankind could fly into space, you must think me insane or an idiot. But if I tell you I got a new idea that could make space travel cheaper by a multitude of 10, you'd ask me if I'd be willing to share it.
EVERY SINGLE Crazy idea is a good idea. The only difference is the time where the idea was conceived. If you conceived an idea too far ahead of it's time, then it'd be considered crazy. Otherwise your idea could very well be the one that could save mankind. So what's my point? Darn, I thought that after the lesson today, I might actually be able to give a moral to my story. Haha, then again I suppose the moral of this story is that a caged bird once freed of it's cage, flies away and never returns. Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
So ends the first day of school. Excitement? Perhaps. Fear? Definately not! Lost? Not a chance! So we ended the first day of school with a new assignment. Not that it's anything really tough or anything. But it's going to constitute about 20% of our final grade. Thus it's still something that we should fuss about until it's over. What we going to have to do? Well it's a long story and I won't go into much detail. But our group's new name is DROOL. Do not ask me why, do not ask me how and do not ask me anything more with regards to the name. We decided that it would be impactful and I suppose it's going to be VERY impactful alright.
And well, what else about the first day of school? I don't think I've ever felt more relieved that the teachers don't put me down for asking questions. I've been growing up in the "Old School" system for so long now that I'm quite sick and tired of the teachers having only a "one-way" traffic. Perhaps things have been gradually changing in the primary, secondary and even other universities. But I've only experienced this silly "one-way" traffic method for GODS know how long and you cannot imagine how it's making me feel right now to not be penalized for being myself.
How else can you learn except by making mistakes or questioning? Sure you can learn by letting another person speak for ages and ages, but what else can you do but replicate what he said? Knowledge if not used in the creation of newer knowledge, becomes good for naught but building a statue that can never move. If knowledge is build upon and changed, we can create anything from cars to space craft with but a simple imagining of new frontiers to conquer. If you must know, invention is but a creative outlet where dreams become reality. If I told you 50 years ago that mankind could fly into space, you must think me insane or an idiot. But if I tell you I got a new idea that could make space travel cheaper by a multitude of 10, you'd ask me if I'd be willing to share it.
EVERY SINGLE Crazy idea is a good idea. The only difference is the time where the idea was conceived. If you conceived an idea too far ahead of it's time, then it'd be considered crazy. Otherwise your idea could very well be the one that could save mankind. So what's my point? Darn, I thought that after the lesson today, I might actually be able to give a moral to my story. Haha, then again I suppose the moral of this story is that a caged bird once freed of it's cage, flies away and never returns. Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Sunday, May 06, 2007
So it Begins
And thus as I write this, I'm preparing myself for the fact that I've to go back with my on and off relationship with school. This time around I suppose school's a little more prepared for me than the last time I tried putting my faith into it. Maybe I should be bolder than I was before. Maybe I should go burn myself at the stake, haha. Nah just kidding, I suppose I should be rather honest with myself. I don't think I'd be burning myself out this time around. Sure I got to work hard if I want to get anywhere. But then again I learnt that if I don't pace myself this time around, I'm more than likely to burn out way too early.
I'm beginning to wonder if I can make it out of this round unscathed. But in case I don't hehe, I suppose I've to find a way to overcome it as I have the last time around. Struggling for my salvation seems to be quite the addiction I've grown rather fond of. Is any addiction healthy? I don't really know about that. Perhaps if your addicted to living a good life and not wanting to have any regrets. Haha... As for me, I'm hopelessly addicted to having drag myself out of future ruining moments. Perhaps I should stop attempting to sabotage myself in life. Taking a step forward shouldn't be a gut wrenching experience and something to be longed for.
Maybe the fear of getting somewhere, doing something or even becoming someone notable has me cowering. Weird right? I'm afraid that I might someday become someone of note. Someone who could be contributing to society instead of just fading into the background. Maybe because my motto of learning from mistakes makes me fear the fact that if I become someone important, I would definately screw up. Because that's how I learn things, thus I'm afraid that I might screw up something really important and I would just learn from it. But would the damage be too great?
Would it be something irrepairable? Something that might cause the deaths of thousands, millions or even billions? I can't help it, if I'm only human then I will definately make a mistake. Sigh... I'm hopeless. Too much planning into the future only gives me more insight into my own personality and the quirks that occur every now and then. Change myself? Perhaps I am already changing, I never gave this much thought to my own actions before in my life. Oh well, with all this decision making over and out. I'm quite sure now that I'd just go forth and conquer, myself and the world. One step at a time, slowly does it.
Watch out world, here comes a guy whose a walking disaster and he's not afraid of making mistakes! If I'm going to walk this earth, let it be on my own terms instead of cowering at the fear of making the mistakes of others. And so the time slowly arrives to fall deep into the restorative torpor we all call sleep. And don't mind me talking to myself on this blog, I do it all the time in my mind. Duality is such a pain in the ass, why oh why was I born a Gemini? Hahaha, Geminis ROCK! Well if you like crazy people who are as predictable as teleportation.
Let me leave you guys with a near incoherent rambling about internet radio that has been handed a royalty increase it can't afford.
Here comes another song,
Sing a long, Sing a long.
Shi tie ippai, noei i tie,
Darei ka da, kono se i iwa.
If you don't support us,
We'd be forced to shut down.
So please go, go to the website,
Help us shut the music companies down.
Thank you!
If you ever listen to online radio, support them at your own risk hehe. Alauz OUT!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
And thus as I write this, I'm preparing myself for the fact that I've to go back with my on and off relationship with school. This time around I suppose school's a little more prepared for me than the last time I tried putting my faith into it. Maybe I should be bolder than I was before. Maybe I should go burn myself at the stake, haha. Nah just kidding, I suppose I should be rather honest with myself. I don't think I'd be burning myself out this time around. Sure I got to work hard if I want to get anywhere. But then again I learnt that if I don't pace myself this time around, I'm more than likely to burn out way too early.
I'm beginning to wonder if I can make it out of this round unscathed. But in case I don't hehe, I suppose I've to find a way to overcome it as I have the last time around. Struggling for my salvation seems to be quite the addiction I've grown rather fond of. Is any addiction healthy? I don't really know about that. Perhaps if your addicted to living a good life and not wanting to have any regrets. Haha... As for me, I'm hopelessly addicted to having drag myself out of future ruining moments. Perhaps I should stop attempting to sabotage myself in life. Taking a step forward shouldn't be a gut wrenching experience and something to be longed for.
Maybe the fear of getting somewhere, doing something or even becoming someone notable has me cowering. Weird right? I'm afraid that I might someday become someone of note. Someone who could be contributing to society instead of just fading into the background. Maybe because my motto of learning from mistakes makes me fear the fact that if I become someone important, I would definately screw up. Because that's how I learn things, thus I'm afraid that I might screw up something really important and I would just learn from it. But would the damage be too great?
Would it be something irrepairable? Something that might cause the deaths of thousands, millions or even billions? I can't help it, if I'm only human then I will definately make a mistake. Sigh... I'm hopeless. Too much planning into the future only gives me more insight into my own personality and the quirks that occur every now and then. Change myself? Perhaps I am already changing, I never gave this much thought to my own actions before in my life. Oh well, with all this decision making over and out. I'm quite sure now that I'd just go forth and conquer, myself and the world. One step at a time, slowly does it.
Watch out world, here comes a guy whose a walking disaster and he's not afraid of making mistakes! If I'm going to walk this earth, let it be on my own terms instead of cowering at the fear of making the mistakes of others. And so the time slowly arrives to fall deep into the restorative torpor we all call sleep. And don't mind me talking to myself on this blog, I do it all the time in my mind. Duality is such a pain in the ass, why oh why was I born a Gemini? Hahaha, Geminis ROCK! Well if you like crazy people who are as predictable as teleportation.
Let me leave you guys with a near incoherent rambling about internet radio that has been handed a royalty increase it can't afford.
Here comes another song,
Sing a long, Sing a long.
Shi tie ippai, noei i tie,
Darei ka da, kono se i iwa.
If you don't support us,
We'd be forced to shut down.
So please go, go to the website,
Help us shut the music companies down.
Thank you!
If you ever listen to online radio, support them at your own risk hehe. Alauz OUT!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
O.R.I.E.N.T.A.T.I.O.N.
Who would have thought that I'd ever go for another orientation. If I didn't know better, they were planning it to be more like an initiation more than an orientation. With several of the games that had us looking like monkeys in front of the public really tested our self-consciousness. But overall, my group bonded rather well. A testament to our bonding would be the fact that we came in first for the games held in the afternoon.
I suppose it helps when everyone in the group starts with the notion that we just don't want to lose and do a forfeit in the end. We played every game thinking that we don't want to end up last. At night, we were further involved in team bonding games and it cumulated in a night walk. Of course the night walk was something to freak us out. But somehow I managed to by pass one third of the route because I couldn't tell where I was suppose to go next. Imagine getting lost on a route that was said to be fool proof. I guess I'm a bigger fool than I thought hehe.
But what was nice about the orientation was the fact that because you can see another side of the people that you don't normally see. When people get tired, frustrated and angry, they tend to show a side of themselves that I find interesting to note. Not that I'm some kind of freak that likes to see people freak out. But yeah I'm that kind of freak who likes to see people do something that they don't normally do. I'm quite a sucker for gals who can compose themselves during times of mounting pressure. So you now know one of my weaknesses. That's why I have a huge draw to gals who look like dykes. They usually have this aura of confidence around them and aren't afraid of showing people what they really are.
Opps, I have already run out of things to say about the orientation. Besides the fact that I think that most of the people in my group were pretty cool and that I would gladly work with them again on future projects. It seems despite the fact that this orientation was rather exhausting, I had quite a lot of fun because of the people that were with me. I had a few notable conversations with a couple of the members of the other groups. The weird fact was that they were all Psych majors. I suppose I just wanted to know how the Psycho... Ermm I meant Psych majors, thought about this orientation.
How did I know the person I was talking to was a Psycho... ahhh I mean Psych major? It's because of the smell of a lost lamb that I pick up from whiffing the air. It's not something to be offended my friends, but it's rather obvious when your not enjoy yourselves during the orientation. And when you look around, the difference between all those who had fun, didn't have enough fun and HATE the orientation comes super obvious.
I suppose that fun actually doesn't come from the activities themselves. It's more from within one's self and the experiences you get from the people around you. So I guess the reason why I had so much fun was because I had an open mind and I had a bunch of fun loving group mates. Any of you guys reading this blog, CHEERS! I hope that I have as much fun studying as I had during the orientation. I hope that all you guys have fun studying too. See you guys Monday! Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
Who would have thought that I'd ever go for another orientation. If I didn't know better, they were planning it to be more like an initiation more than an orientation. With several of the games that had us looking like monkeys in front of the public really tested our self-consciousness. But overall, my group bonded rather well. A testament to our bonding would be the fact that we came in first for the games held in the afternoon.
I suppose it helps when everyone in the group starts with the notion that we just don't want to lose and do a forfeit in the end. We played every game thinking that we don't want to end up last. At night, we were further involved in team bonding games and it cumulated in a night walk. Of course the night walk was something to freak us out. But somehow I managed to by pass one third of the route because I couldn't tell where I was suppose to go next. Imagine getting lost on a route that was said to be fool proof. I guess I'm a bigger fool than I thought hehe.
But what was nice about the orientation was the fact that because you can see another side of the people that you don't normally see. When people get tired, frustrated and angry, they tend to show a side of themselves that I find interesting to note. Not that I'm some kind of freak that likes to see people freak out. But yeah I'm that kind of freak who likes to see people do something that they don't normally do. I'm quite a sucker for gals who can compose themselves during times of mounting pressure. So you now know one of my weaknesses. That's why I have a huge draw to gals who look like dykes. They usually have this aura of confidence around them and aren't afraid of showing people what they really are.
Opps, I have already run out of things to say about the orientation. Besides the fact that I think that most of the people in my group were pretty cool and that I would gladly work with them again on future projects. It seems despite the fact that this orientation was rather exhausting, I had quite a lot of fun because of the people that were with me. I had a few notable conversations with a couple of the members of the other groups. The weird fact was that they were all Psych majors. I suppose I just wanted to know how the Psycho... Ermm I meant Psych majors, thought about this orientation.
How did I know the person I was talking to was a Psycho... ahhh I mean Psych major? It's because of the smell of a lost lamb that I pick up from whiffing the air. It's not something to be offended my friends, but it's rather obvious when your not enjoy yourselves during the orientation. And when you look around, the difference between all those who had fun, didn't have enough fun and HATE the orientation comes super obvious.
I suppose that fun actually doesn't come from the activities themselves. It's more from within one's self and the experiences you get from the people around you. So I guess the reason why I had so much fun was because I had an open mind and I had a bunch of fun loving group mates. Any of you guys reading this blog, CHEERS! I hope that I have as much fun studying as I had during the orientation. I hope that all you guys have fun studying too. See you guys Monday! Alauz Out!
Idiots of today, Geniuses of tomorrow
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