people change
everyday
change like you
i got all the time in the world
people cry
all the time
cry like me
we've got all the time in the world
Rockapella - People Change
2.4.05
1.4.05
31.3.05
Today pisses me off.
There are a number of things today, many of which are beyond my control, and a few that aren't, that make me upset.
It pisses me off that the HUB Reservation desk girl, Katie, was demeaning and uncaring today when I called their office. They sent me an email saying that the time and room I specified in my reservation request was unavailable. I called to verify this, and to ask if there was any other room at the same time that we could have. She said she'd check but that I should have reserved earlier, which is true. But is that a constructive comment at this point? Please, honey, do your job and help me out. Customer service.
I'm mad that I'm stuck in this office until 5. But it's not really that bad; I'd probably just be sleeping otherwise, and sleep does not earn me money. So that one's okay.
I'm angry that I do get enough sleep at night, almost 8 hours a night this week, and for some reason I'm still tired during the day. If it weren't for my habitual caffeine intake, I'd probably fall asleep during my lecture classes.
I'm upset that I can't see my favorite person in the whole world right now, because he's across the Atlantic.
I'm upset that Andy is treating Ashley like dirt, and she won't do anything to stop it. I know exactly where she's coming from, too, because I went through that sort of thing with Javod - the more we discuss it, the more the similarities are really, really eerie. We spent lunch lamenting over why girls like us are attracted to jerks like that. (disclaimer: they're good friends, these types of guys. They just sucks at building relationships.) To expand the scope, I'm pissed off that things like this happen in the world, especially to great people like Ashley. I'm also a little mad that she won't do what she knows she should do - break it off. But I'm keenly aware of how hard that can be. So my rage is directed primarily at Andy.
I'm mad that UW cares so little about whether its students make it into the classes they need or not. Idiots!
These things all unbalance the things that were making me happy before today:
-new classes (esp. German instead of math!)
-a new and improved o-chem professor
-the little packet I got from the Languths, my German exchange family, which included recordings from Claus's band "Justin Thyme" and a whole bunch of Die Aerzte stuff
-Justin's party coming up this Friday
-Alki Beach trip for ex-Haggett people on the 9th
-going to see Dane Cook's Tourgasm next Monday night
-THE SHINS CONCERT at Hec Ed (tickets go on sale Monday)
Ooh, just compiling that list makes me feel better.
now you're back in DC
I'm in Los Angeles again
the cold wind hits you like a spade
and the spotlight here is not my friend
but I believe
sometimes there's a need for separation
and I can say
I need to find another way
to keep me lighted up
Gabriel Mann - Lighted Up (have I quoted this one already?)
There are a number of things today, many of which are beyond my control, and a few that aren't, that make me upset.
It pisses me off that the HUB Reservation desk girl, Katie, was demeaning and uncaring today when I called their office. They sent me an email saying that the time and room I specified in my reservation request was unavailable. I called to verify this, and to ask if there was any other room at the same time that we could have. She said she'd check but that I should have reserved earlier, which is true. But is that a constructive comment at this point? Please, honey, do your job and help me out. Customer service.
I'm mad that I'm stuck in this office until 5. But it's not really that bad; I'd probably just be sleeping otherwise, and sleep does not earn me money. So that one's okay.
I'm angry that I do get enough sleep at night, almost 8 hours a night this week, and for some reason I'm still tired during the day. If it weren't for my habitual caffeine intake, I'd probably fall asleep during my lecture classes.
I'm upset that I can't see my favorite person in the whole world right now, because he's across the Atlantic.
I'm upset that Andy is treating Ashley like dirt, and she won't do anything to stop it. I know exactly where she's coming from, too, because I went through that sort of thing with Javod - the more we discuss it, the more the similarities are really, really eerie. We spent lunch lamenting over why girls like us are attracted to jerks like that. (disclaimer: they're good friends, these types of guys. They just sucks at building relationships.) To expand the scope, I'm pissed off that things like this happen in the world, especially to great people like Ashley. I'm also a little mad that she won't do what she knows she should do - break it off. But I'm keenly aware of how hard that can be. So my rage is directed primarily at Andy.
I'm mad that UW cares so little about whether its students make it into the classes they need or not. Idiots!
These things all unbalance the things that were making me happy before today:
-new classes (esp. German instead of math!)
-a new and improved o-chem professor
-the little packet I got from the Languths, my German exchange family, which included recordings from Claus's band "Justin Thyme" and a whole bunch of Die Aerzte stuff
-Justin's party coming up this Friday
-Alki Beach trip for ex-Haggett people on the 9th
-going to see Dane Cook's Tourgasm next Monday night
-THE SHINS CONCERT at Hec Ed (tickets go on sale Monday)
Ooh, just compiling that list makes me feel better.
now you're back in DC
I'm in Los Angeles again
the cold wind hits you like a spade
and the spotlight here is not my friend
but I believe
sometimes there's a need for separation
and I can say
I need to find another way
to keep me lighted up
Gabriel Mann - Lighted Up (have I quoted this one already?)
28.3.05
L.A. this last week was a blast. I got to visit Batman and Tito at the Claremont colleges, see the Bodyworlds 2 exhibit at the Cailfornia ScienCenter, catch up with Jihad and Trojan Boy at USC, experience a star sighting by sitting the next table over from Robert Patrick at Benihana Restaurant, enjoy a wonderful home-cooked Easter meal, meet Jeff's Valley friends, eat at In and Out Burger, and of course, cruise the streets of L.A. with Jeff in his '92 Camero. It was quite the spring break.
Now I'm back, and it doesn't feel like a new quarter at all, aside from the switching math out for German again. it's as if I never left. Almost.
His side of the room is clean. I visited his ex-roommate today, just to see what it was like. Maybe even to help me break the habit of stopping by the 5th floor every time I come up the stairs. Safeer had expanded his stuff to fill the room, lowered his own bed, and moved the empty set of furniture around so the bed was against the other wall. It's clear that the room belongs to one person now.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do now. Please? It's that time of the day, the time when I should be doing homework, but instead I go and visit. What do I visit now? Whom?
I remember a time when I could be separated from you and not even be affected. Do you remember those days? While we were in separate cities, whole days passed without us missing each other. We admitted it to each other, even laughed about it. It was one of our reasons.
Now, I go through my daily routine, and it's like a sliver in my finger, a pebble in my shoe. A constant nagging, a pain that won't go away. I don't know how to make it go away.
I should have known that this wouldn't go without consequence. Every earthquake has an aftershock, every splash its waves, every noise its haunting, reverberating echo. Did you try, too, to make it a small thing? To lessen the inevitable after-effects? But that's the thing that didn't hit home until after the fact: the size is irrelevant. The mere existence of those consequences - aye, there's the rub.
Were we right for each other? No, not even close. Did we want something else, something true? Of course we did. but who's to say that what we had was false? In retrospect, it may be the most honest thing I've experienced since I began college. We never deluded ourselves for a moment. Because of that, we were free to be as honest as possible. No mincing words to save feelings, no worries about whether someone was more committed, or more in love.
The hole I never knew I had is starting to show.
I miss you.
Now I'm back, and it doesn't feel like a new quarter at all, aside from the switching math out for German again. it's as if I never left. Almost.
His side of the room is clean. I visited his ex-roommate today, just to see what it was like. Maybe even to help me break the habit of stopping by the 5th floor every time I come up the stairs. Safeer had expanded his stuff to fill the room, lowered his own bed, and moved the empty set of furniture around so the bed was against the other wall. It's clear that the room belongs to one person now.
Tell me what I'm supposed to do now. Please? It's that time of the day, the time when I should be doing homework, but instead I go and visit. What do I visit now? Whom?
I remember a time when I could be separated from you and not even be affected. Do you remember those days? While we were in separate cities, whole days passed without us missing each other. We admitted it to each other, even laughed about it. It was one of our reasons.
Now, I go through my daily routine, and it's like a sliver in my finger, a pebble in my shoe. A constant nagging, a pain that won't go away. I don't know how to make it go away.
I should have known that this wouldn't go without consequence. Every earthquake has an aftershock, every splash its waves, every noise its haunting, reverberating echo. Did you try, too, to make it a small thing? To lessen the inevitable after-effects? But that's the thing that didn't hit home until after the fact: the size is irrelevant. The mere existence of those consequences - aye, there's the rub.
Were we right for each other? No, not even close. Did we want something else, something true? Of course we did. but who's to say that what we had was false? In retrospect, it may be the most honest thing I've experienced since I began college. We never deluded ourselves for a moment. Because of that, we were free to be as honest as possible. No mincing words to save feelings, no worries about whether someone was more committed, or more in love.
The hole I never knew I had is starting to show.
I miss you.
18.3.05
finals are over, and I can breathe freely again. problem is, there's not a whole lot to do around here. I think I'm going to try and get up early Sunday, and go explore somewhere. Ballard, Queen Anne, anything. Something.
Jeff moves out tonight, checks out tomorrow, and is gone Sunday. Next quarter will be weird without him. At least I get to visit him in LA starting Tuesday.
Tonight will be my very first viewing of "The Incredibles". I am, needless to say, very excited.
Well, it's time for dinner with Andrea at her place of employment, Delfino's Pizzaria.
oh, AND THE SHINS ARE COMING TO HEC ED TO PLAY A CONCERT! May 13. Mark your calendars...
Unknown quotients, you must be using potions
how else could you tie my head to the sky
this new confection has left me wondering why
i can't concern myself with ordinary tries
what's this morning's paper got to say
and what brand of coffee to make
this is no umbrella to take into the wind
but before we begin
is there nothing to kill this entirely?
I will get to hear that LIVE.
Jeff moves out tonight, checks out tomorrow, and is gone Sunday. Next quarter will be weird without him. At least I get to visit him in LA starting Tuesday.
Tonight will be my very first viewing of "The Incredibles". I am, needless to say, very excited.
Well, it's time for dinner with Andrea at her place of employment, Delfino's Pizzaria.
oh, AND THE SHINS ARE COMING TO HEC ED TO PLAY A CONCERT! May 13. Mark your calendars...
Unknown quotients, you must be using potions
how else could you tie my head to the sky
this new confection has left me wondering why
i can't concern myself with ordinary tries
what's this morning's paper got to say
and what brand of coffee to make
this is no umbrella to take into the wind
but before we begin
is there nothing to kill this entirely?
I will get to hear that LIVE.
14.3.05
7.3.05
holy goodness, I leave for just one weekend, I come back and the quad is beautiful. The trees decided that it was time to become amazingly stunning and they are full with blossoms. Does this mean it's spring? Or, in the words of Jeff, "that's the way it always is. You go away for a little while, and suddenly everything becomes beautiful."
Also, I'm a bad procrastinator today, and it's all due to Penny Arcade. Thanks a bunch, my good web comic friend. (these two strips together are the best, btw, first this and then this. high-larious.)
And that's all I got. On to the homework.
Also, I'm a bad procrastinator today, and it's all due to Penny Arcade. Thanks a bunch, my good web comic friend. (these two strips together are the best, btw, first this and then this. high-larious.)
And that's all I got. On to the homework.
This weekend was very pleasantly spent at home in Olympia. Of course, I got no homework done, but that was okay because I didn't really have any. Just a few lab reports that I have to make sure are in tip-top shape by the time I have to turn them in because it's nearing the end of the quarter and I have to make sure I salvage my chem lab grade properly. And they're not due until later in the week.
Last night was weird. I decided that my headache and my lethargy were enough to merit a nap after dinner, around 8 o'clock. Well, that nap ended up lasting until 3 AM - my fault for not setting an alarm, but what can you do? So I got up to do all my bedtime things - wash face, brush teeth, get into PJs, set alarm - and then I couldn't go back to sleep. Stupid birds outside were already making distracting noises, and my nose was stuffy because I'm still not over this ridiculous cold. So I finally listened to my "soothing mix" on my iPod, which consists of "Cocoon" by Jack Johnson, and "Those to Come" by The Shins, and then a few classical songs. That ended up doing the trick, and I think I fell asleep by 5 again. That amounted to about 9 1/2 hours of sleep by the time I decided to get up at 7:45, even though class doesn't start for me until 9:30. The idea was to work on some math homework, but instead I edited Jeff's German paper and then blogged for a bit. Hmm, I still have ~15 minutes before I have to leave - maybe I'll do a little math and then go to class. Here's a little morning Shins for the road:
called to see if your back
was still aligned and your sheets
were growing grass
all on the corners of your bed
but you've got to much to wear on your sleeves
it's too much to do with me
and secretly I want to bury in the yard
the grey remains of a friendship scarred
The Shins - Kissing the Lipless
Last night was weird. I decided that my headache and my lethargy were enough to merit a nap after dinner, around 8 o'clock. Well, that nap ended up lasting until 3 AM - my fault for not setting an alarm, but what can you do? So I got up to do all my bedtime things - wash face, brush teeth, get into PJs, set alarm - and then I couldn't go back to sleep. Stupid birds outside were already making distracting noises, and my nose was stuffy because I'm still not over this ridiculous cold. So I finally listened to my "soothing mix" on my iPod, which consists of "Cocoon" by Jack Johnson, and "Those to Come" by The Shins, and then a few classical songs. That ended up doing the trick, and I think I fell asleep by 5 again. That amounted to about 9 1/2 hours of sleep by the time I decided to get up at 7:45, even though class doesn't start for me until 9:30. The idea was to work on some math homework, but instead I edited Jeff's German paper and then blogged for a bit. Hmm, I still have ~15 minutes before I have to leave - maybe I'll do a little math and then go to class. Here's a little morning Shins for the road:
called to see if your back
was still aligned and your sheets
were growing grass
all on the corners of your bed
but you've got to much to wear on your sleeves
it's too much to do with me
and secretly I want to bury in the yard
the grey remains of a friendship scarred
The Shins - Kissing the Lipless
3.3.05
weirdest thing today... I got back a math quiz that I hadn't done the homework for, or in any other way had studied for, other than attending quiz section and listening to the TA talk about the homework for 40 minutes before the quiz. I thought I had done horribly, which would have made sense, because I didn't actually know anything for it, and that was okay because I already had 9's and 10's on every quiz except for one, and I can drop two, and this quiz was the last, so I could drop it. But lo and behold, I get the quiz back today and I have full credit on it! 10 points! So my grade was brought up one more point and I didn't put any time or effort into it. I don't remember the last time that happened.
In other news, the chem midterm went okay today. Now I get the rest of the week off from any real homework, and I can hopefully use my free time to beat this cold that has got me down. Also, this weekend I'm going to outline exactly what I need to do next week so that I can study efficiently for finals. Then it's off to LA with me!
Oh, and if you read this by 7 PM tonight and you go to UW, please come to Off The Ave's first public performance tonight. Ian's Domain @ 7 PM. It will be some fabulous a cappella...
In other news, the chem midterm went okay today. Now I get the rest of the week off from any real homework, and I can hopefully use my free time to beat this cold that has got me down. Also, this weekend I'm going to outline exactly what I need to do next week so that I can study efficiently for finals. Then it's off to LA with me!
Oh, and if you read this by 7 PM tonight and you go to UW, please come to Off The Ave's first public performance tonight. Ian's Domain @ 7 PM. It will be some fabulous a cappella...
2.3.05
I love it when a not-so-good week is turned into a rather nice one by the mere postponment of a due date for a lab report.
SCORE.
Perhaps I should use this time to clean my room. Maybe shower? Or, I could work on the scarf. Hmm yes, let's go with the scarf.
Oh wait, chem midterm tomorrow. WHY ARE THERE MIDTERMS IN THE 9TH WEEK OF A 10 WEEK QUARTER?!?!?!?!
SCORE.
Perhaps I should use this time to clean my room. Maybe shower? Or, I could work on the scarf. Hmm yes, let's go with the scarf.
Oh wait, chem midterm tomorrow. WHY ARE THERE MIDTERMS IN THE 9TH WEEK OF A 10 WEEK QUARTER?!?!?!?!
28.2.05
hoo boy. This week will surely be a long one. I keep thinking that the next week won't be so bad, and then it turns out that there are multitudes of things to be done, and I can only get through it by just trying to convince myself that it will all be better soon, and that i can rest on the weekend. But that doesn't happen either, and then it's full-throttle on to the next week.
Since I'm on a break right now from work, I should probably do something more constructive than blog. Say, maybe write up a regrade request for my o-chem exam in a futile effort to get more points. I feel like Cher from Clueless, bartering for a better grade. But hey, everyone in my class does it. So why not me?
Since I'm on a break right now from work, I should probably do something more constructive than blog. Say, maybe write up a regrade request for my o-chem exam in a futile effort to get more points. I feel like Cher from Clueless, bartering for a better grade. But hey, everyone in my class does it. So why not me?
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