Tennis and other stuff
So we had our first spring season match in tennis in my 3 years on the team! It was on Saturday, St. Patrick’s Day, and one of the sunniest and hottest days of the year by far. And of course we were outside. I got a pretty bad shoulder burn, but thankfully that was all. I at least had time to apply sunblock before the match started… The reason I didn’t have time to put it...
Bourbon Street, in-depth
So the night of Bourbon Street. It was really warm, so warm we could wear short sleeves. Coming from Pittsburgh where we were earlier that day wearing winter coats, we were quite fascinated. We walked the length of the street enjoying the view of all the drunkards and getting a feel for the area. Then we decided to get a drink. A bartender had shouted at us when we passed by so we figured, why...
Bourbon Street, or Boobie Street
Oh so I guess I should post about last week. I am still at home in Maryland with my parents right now until spring break ends. I don’t want it to end! And yet it’s already Wednesday! NOOO!!!! Moving on, so we headed over to New Orleans last Wednesday. Got there around night, stressing over getting to the hotel and getting checked in. One of the worst Marriott’s I’ve stayed...
Uh oh, a post! Guess what that means……. yep. Another paper is being procrastinated. This time it is about Shakespeare’s Midsummer Night’s Dream. I have to come up with a thesis that I want to write about and somehow write four pages. Aughhhhh. So far I was thinking about how there are four different couples in the play, and one of them is supernatural—the king and...
So I started another blog that is more official that I will be doing more writing stuff that I could link to potential employers or something… You can find it here. Hopefully I can get more people to see it. I would like it to be more popular so I get to feel motivated to write it… For this blog, I just rant and rave so I will post whenever that happens. Check it out and comment! So...
JUST WANT TO PLAY SOME TENNIS!!! And of course, I write this as I’m procrastinating homework. I have to write a four page presentation on witchcraft and the supernatural for my Shakespeare Survey class. It sounds so easy… but it’s not fun having to find academic sources on it. Maybe if I wasn’t too lazy to go to an actual library instead of the two books at our campus...
Dumb title is dumb
I feel so lazy. Everyone says that this semester is going by like a flash, and I agree. How is it already the end of February? It feels like it was just yesterday I was complaining that it was already the end of January. I really don’t want time to go so fast. I don’t even want tomorrow to come. I have a ton of work due next week. I think I’m in denial. I have a presentation, a...
It’s Valentine’s Day, and I really want to tell you I love you. But I can’t. Not when you’re leaving in a few days. Not when you’re leaving for an entire year. To be honest I’m just afraid. I’m afraid you don’t want to hear it. I’m afraid that it’ll be annoying, bothersome even, if I show that I’m still attached. I’m afraid...
Right now I'm procrastinating a paper.
To be fair, it’s a psychoanalysis theory paper on Young Goodman Brown by Nathaniel Hawthorne. Who would want to do that? So I’ve been thinking lately, what the hell do I want to do with my life? What am I in college for? What am I going to do after college? I guess I will have to change the name of this blog. But besides that, am I going to go to grad school? Am I going to go straight...
I know I haven’t posted in awhile. Ahhh…. I am a horrible writer. I keep getting advice everywhere I go. The same advice: Write everyday. Obviously I’m a failure at being a writer. I work on inspirations, and have many distractions, so it’s very rare for me to write. Junior year is going by pretty fast. It’s already November. The semester is almost over. In my...
My mom had a stroke the other day. She’s only 55. When I got the call from my dad that she was in the hospital and she was relatively okay, I spent the next hour bawling my eyes out. I couldn’t believe that my mom had a stroke, that she was that close to dying. Luckily it was just a small one and didn’t do any conceivable damage other than numbness on one side that the doctors...
I really need to write more.
In my creative writing class today we looked a little at publishing short stories. Basically he showed us a really cool website to keep track of our submissions, www.duotrope.com. He then proceeded to crush all of our dreams by telling us that the average writer has a 3% acceptance rate on their submissions. That means if I’m a decent writer, I will get about 3 stories accepted in 100...
"And it seemed as though
in a little while the solution would be found, and then a new and splendid life would begin; and it was clear to both of them that they had still a long, long road before them, and that the most complicated and difficult part of it was only just beginning.” -Anton Chekhov from The Lady with the Pet Dog, 1899 It’s funny how things ends up. I was assigned this story, The Lady with the...
So I guess I haven't really...
posted in a while. It’s been what, three months? Four? Well, I’m really sorry! I could tell you excuses like, well, I forgot my password, or that I was trying the wrong email address to log in, but I know you all deserve more than that. You deserve the truth. And the truth is, I was absolutely lazy. The good thing is, well, I haven’t really changed at all in these past months. ...
That goddamned storage company.
Moving, or just leaving for an extended time (for college summer vacation) is such a pain in the ass. I have to figure out all this storage crap while deciding what few things I’ll take with me back home. Since “home” is in South Korea, I only have a large suitcase and two small suitcases worth of stuff to take. I had another large suitcase but it broke, and I’m too cheap...
Who am I?
Sometimes I have brief moments of identity crisis. I’ll be busy doing something and it will get interrupted, and for a second I don’t know who I am, what I look like. Not in an amnesia sort of way, but in a way that feels more like I have so many personas that they’re hard to get straight. Which is very strange. Maybe it’s because I’m a writer so I fantasize all the...
What do you see?
When you see a face and really study it for the first time, what do you see? Do you see the dark circles under her eyes? Or the unkempt eyebrows? Do you see the chapped lips, the acne scars scattered like stars across her face? Do you see his receding hair line, his crooked mustache, the craters on his cheeks? Do you see their crossed eyes, their crooked noses? Their wrinkles, their yellow-rotted...
Crazy weather and a Rant
Haven’t posted in awhile, huh? Well, I am a person ruled by whims, so I posted a lot at first and then it slowly trickled down to nothing. But I’ll keep trying to post stuff. It’s already April. I can’t believe it. In the past week or so it has snowed, hailed, sleeted, thunderstorm’d, and blizzard’d. On the last day of March and the first day of April it had...
I find myself obsessed with childhood romance manga. I don’t know why, but they just appeal to me. This may just be a phase, though. A few months ago I was obsessed with gender-bender romances. This is probably the closest I’ll ever get to Yaoi or Yuri manga. But anyway, those are cute, too, but I just love childhood romances. The idea that you know the other person in and out, and...
A random conversation on msn.
K-chan: hey there
K-chan: will u do me a quick favor and take an IQ quiz for a project im doing?
me: at 1:32 in the morning?
K-chan: I need to see how many people out of my friends get over a 115
me: lol i dont know how good i'll do this late at night
K-chan: just go to http://iqtest9091.com/?invitecode=15szu8w497d and take the test.. if you do Ill owe you big time
me: this isnt the latest spam bot to make me click a link is it?
At this point I googled the web address and found that other people posted the same exact convo. It seemed a little sketchy, but at the same time I wouldn't blame others for believing it was true. Except the fact that she completely ignored my "it's 1 am" comments. Since I hadn't talked to this friend in probably a year my first thought was "damn, another spambot." But I had never encountered one that would talk like that, and give an answer to my last question. It worries me that the people that make these are getting better at them.
Already that time of year again.
It’s advising week. So here’s what I might be taking next semester: Monday: Special topics in Creative Writing 3-6 PM Tuesday & Thursday: Media Literacy 10-11:15 AM; Sculpture 12:45-2 PM; Intro to Computer Science 2:15-3:30 PM Online: Junior COR Independent: Varsity Sports OR Monday & Wednesday: Media Literacy 3-4:15 PM Tuesday & Thursday: 20th-Century...
Ah… I really need to get out of this slump! I have to write a piece for my workshop this coming Wednesday. I neither have anything to workshop nor anything that I feel like writing about. Man. And I have so many story ideas in my folders, I just can’t convey the stories the way I want to. It’s really depressing, and makes me feel worthless. What happened to wanting to become an...
I feel very… tired. Not tired in a physical sense (I’m always tired in a physical sense) but in a mental and possibly emotional sense. Nothing has directly happened to make me feel this way, and I’m not sure what indirectly influenced this sudden lapse of motivation in everything. Just… tired. I have piano to practice for my lesson once a week, Japanese and World Art to...
Bored. Here's a fortune game!
This was originally for calculating a love percentage by having both the person you love’s name and your name. Technically speaking, it’s how much the first person loves the second person. If you want to do that, it’s fine. Otherwise, just use your own name and think of this as your percentage for finding true love, or what you desire most. Write out your name and assign the...
Today marks the day
of my first attempt at cooking something other than fried rice. At the price of burnt taste buds and an aching back, tonight I successfully made my first spaghetti sauce. *Takes a bow* It was a difficult task, but it was accomplished. It wasn’t as good as my dad’s or mom’s spaghetti, but I think it was still delicious. A little too tomato-y. Next time I’ll put in more...
Why is it snowing?
I had a horrible dream where I was at the post office having a hard time finding my box and remembering the combination. Strangely it seemed that I had been switching boxes at will, which made no sense because how would they know which box was mine anymore to put my mail in? Anyway, so I finally find my box and inside there are weird pieces of paper in it that I can’t read because the...
So I really like video games
of the RPG nature. (On a side note, is this going to be a trend, starting posts off with “So I…” and then finishing it in the post? Maybe.) Western and Japanese RPGs, I love them all. Being able to play in a completely made up world, whether you are yourself or playing as another character, is just so cool that I am obsessed. From the Final Fantasy series to Dragon Age, I just...
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So I've made my first follower
and it’s a complete surprise! Thank you very much; I wish I could take a bow to you. I’m curious at what you find so interesting. I hope I don’t let you down. On a completely unrelated note, I’m going dancing tonight. I am not a dancer. BUT! I go to an all-women’s college. This dancing event has invited a fraternity. Thus… I must go. I went the last time they...
So I'm actually a creative writer
in training, getting my BFA. Lately I haven’t been able to seriously write though. Just concepts, ideas, characters, but nothing like a book-format writing. I think I blame it on my classes. It’s all pure fiction and poetry (emphasis on poetry) and it just makes me sick. I hate poetry. Reading it, and especially writing it. Prose is the way to go. But I generally dislike real life...
So I thought I'd make a blog
but I have no idea what the hell to do with it. I mean, it took me an hour to figure out a name. I just BS’d the title. So why did I make a blog? I had a blog in high school. A Xanga, to be honest. It was the trend. I think I kept up with it for at least a year, maybe even two, before my posts dwindled to nothing. I would post every day about each class. I thought it was a good idea at the...