I was planning on blogging, but I got distracted.
That happens, doesn't it. I don't even... Yea, I remember.
Maybe I can talk about it later, or maybe it'll be another one of those William things that gets lost in time. We'll see, as for now, I go to sleep. I've got enough on my mind to last me a few days, but I'll sleep through it all, and take tomorrow on, a whole new day.
I hope you all had wonderful Saturdays, and that this coming week is just as amazing. =D
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
A Man Who Never Would
That's right, I just spent a good long amount of time searching for that one line, because it was worth it.
A society built on that idea, "A man who never would."
That's what I call a great end to an amazing episode. As much time as I have spent watching Doctor Who recently, which is a ton of time, that is actually not the reason for this post, although I do hope to be able to work the title in somehow. We'll see, and you can tell me how effective it was later, sound good? Great!
My Friday was one of those Fridays. The kind where everything is everything is wrong, well not not everything, well a few things, well one thing, but everything else is ridiculously awesome, and you're flying on Nimbus (Instead of Cloud 9(?)). To be honest, it never was a bad day, it only got better as the night went on, it was the thought of the future that had me.
I have had the pleasure of watching my brother go through college before me, so I figured I had a good idea of how it was supposed to feel. You leave for College at the beginning of the school year, about mid August every year, and then maybe come back Thanksgiving if you've got time, and then Christmas for sure, and then Spring Break, and then Summer, and repeat.
I was ok with the distance, because in the back of my head I still had many times where I could go and be home. Not just home in my dorm room, or home with some friends, but Home. In my house, with my mom and dad, and sister. I still had 2 months every Summer to be a carefree (with a job) kid in between my crazy schooling.
Shortly after getting into CS I realized that internships were a huge thing. Finding an internship in Amarillo, possible, but for what I'm looking for I would probably have to shoot for somewhere else to get an internship that would really benefit me. Then again, after getting into CSSI I found out that I was on track for the 3 weeks in California before Freshman year, 1 week in New York before Sophomore year, a Summer in California before Junior year, then full internships, full Summers, all at Google.
As long as I don't lose myself and forget what school is, I think I can keep pursuing that schedule. As for the schedule itself, it quickly dawned on me that I was running, faster than I ever thought possible, away from Amarillo, away from my childhood really. I would have one last Summer to be there, and after that my biggest stay at home would be Christmas every year.
Granted, I am excited beyond words to get out there and live. I have so much lying in front of me, waiting to get done, and if anything I'm scared. A year ago I was an over-achieving high school student, who just loved being in school surrounded by the hordes of friends and the whole buildings teaching staff because it was an uber awesome community and I could have lived in those years while everyone above, below, and around me counted down the days to graduation.
I think I just figured something out! Apparently Every Time We Touch by Cascada is magic... Anyway.
I've figured it out I think. The reason graduation scared me. The reason my future scares me. I don't want my life to be defined by that outcome. Walking across a stage. Getting that job with Google.
When faced with those BIG things, I freeze for a moment, because it feels like I'm being thrust into the future. See, as much as I want the big event I know there is a world of adventure before I get there, and when I start thinking about things, like internships, and the whole no more Summers in Amarillo thing I forget that.
I feel as though between that moment, and the moment of my getting there nothing will have happened. Like, I've already lost a whole portion of my life, but that's good! In a sense I have, which sounds weird and probably isn't scientific, but to me it's completely true. As I mentioned in an earlier post, when I was saying I couldn't sleep and people saying I wasn't creative (I think so anyway), I frequently live out scenarios where I do something differently and I imagine everyone's reactions, and then play it all out.
I do the same when I think about things like that. In my head I've already skipped through my life to get to that point, and nothing else happened. Nothing noteworthy, nothing at all. As a result, I feel empty, so empty I don't even know how to handle it.
But I'm not a guy who is going to sit back and watch his life fly by, waiting for the one event that is going to be good for me. No, I never would! I've still got a world of ideas to make realities, and I still have a world of friendships I need to mend, or fortify, or create! I have homework that I need to do, and tests to take, and games to play, and TV shows to watch, and lessons to learn, and programs to create, and lives I can impact.
Most of all, I have a world staring straight at me, watching me grow up, and I'm not about to sit on the side-lines and let that world tell me who I'm going to grow into. There is so much about people, and emotions, and advice, and life in general that I still have to learn. I'm not as good a person as the me of tomorrow should be, and I'll never be a perfect person, but I can keep learning, and making myself better.
That's what life is about, and I can't believe I never understood that better about myself. I live in the future way too often. In doing that I forget about the now, I forget that a now exists. I forget that I'm stuck on the slow path, because my mind zooms through time quicker than the Doctor's TARDIS. I'll go from dreaming of high school to imagining I'm living in California and I don't have contacts with any old friends, and I'm empty because my whole point was to get there and I don't know what comes next.
Physical, material things should never be ultimate goals. They can come true, and if that's the highest then you're done. Metaphysical things should be ultimate goals, I think, because you can never reach something that doesn't truly exist. I strive to be good, but what is good. Moral? Just? Ethical? Obedient?
Exactly! There's no one thing that it can be stapled down as. Even if you try "I want to be moral." you will find that unless you close yourself off from the world you'll never attain that. Unless of course you somehow manage to listen to every idea of morality that exists on this planet, and have nothing else to learn with which to grow.
You are the one thing that should never settle. Never stop expanding your mind because it is so amazing. To learn. I'm not even talking book smarts here, I'm just talking ideas. Everyday new ideas are born. Old ones are merged, completely out of the blue new ones are created, old ones are sustained. You can never stop someone from thinking.
I worked the title in up there somewhere didn't I? I think I did, but I'm not rereading this post. Usually I do, but I'm going to come back in the morning sometime after I've awoken and read through this again. I feel like several points were cut off to form new points that were then poorly explained.
I like to think, however, that everything wasn't just making sense in my head, and that I was, in fact, forming coherent sentences that you guys could follow.
I just realized I've been doing a lot of self-realization posts, and I still have several that I need to do, oh Gwarsh!
Maybe my next post can be more, "I'm writing again, sort of, and here's what I'm trying to pull of this time."
Oh! I just realized my writing could tie in with a lot of this post, but I got past the excited "I'm going to Blog about everything, because I'm freaking Blogging!" stage, and am now in the "I don't want to leave you guys with another novel, but I don't want to just disappear" stage.
I love you guys, just so you know it. I say it often, but I feel like it isn't enough somehow. I'm silly.
For realz I'm off. Remind me not to blog about something this thought provoking next time, I really do like having things that you guys can laugh at. It makes me happy that you actually read this though.
Thanks for everything!
A society built on that idea, "A man who never would."
That's what I call a great end to an amazing episode. As much time as I have spent watching Doctor Who recently, which is a ton of time, that is actually not the reason for this post, although I do hope to be able to work the title in somehow. We'll see, and you can tell me how effective it was later, sound good? Great!
My Friday was one of those Fridays. The kind where everything is everything is wrong, well not not everything, well a few things, well one thing, but everything else is ridiculously awesome, and you're flying on Nimbus (Instead of Cloud 9(?)). To be honest, it never was a bad day, it only got better as the night went on, it was the thought of the future that had me.
I have had the pleasure of watching my brother go through college before me, so I figured I had a good idea of how it was supposed to feel. You leave for College at the beginning of the school year, about mid August every year, and then maybe come back Thanksgiving if you've got time, and then Christmas for sure, and then Spring Break, and then Summer, and repeat.
I was ok with the distance, because in the back of my head I still had many times where I could go and be home. Not just home in my dorm room, or home with some friends, but Home. In my house, with my mom and dad, and sister. I still had 2 months every Summer to be a carefree (with a job) kid in between my crazy schooling.
Shortly after getting into CS I realized that internships were a huge thing. Finding an internship in Amarillo, possible, but for what I'm looking for I would probably have to shoot for somewhere else to get an internship that would really benefit me. Then again, after getting into CSSI I found out that I was on track for the 3 weeks in California before Freshman year, 1 week in New York before Sophomore year, a Summer in California before Junior year, then full internships, full Summers, all at Google.
As long as I don't lose myself and forget what school is, I think I can keep pursuing that schedule. As for the schedule itself, it quickly dawned on me that I was running, faster than I ever thought possible, away from Amarillo, away from my childhood really. I would have one last Summer to be there, and after that my biggest stay at home would be Christmas every year.
Granted, I am excited beyond words to get out there and live. I have so much lying in front of me, waiting to get done, and if anything I'm scared. A year ago I was an over-achieving high school student, who just loved being in school surrounded by the hordes of friends and the whole buildings teaching staff because it was an uber awesome community and I could have lived in those years while everyone above, below, and around me counted down the days to graduation.
I think I just figured something out! Apparently Every Time We Touch by Cascada is magic... Anyway.
I've figured it out I think. The reason graduation scared me. The reason my future scares me. I don't want my life to be defined by that outcome. Walking across a stage. Getting that job with Google.
When faced with those BIG things, I freeze for a moment, because it feels like I'm being thrust into the future. See, as much as I want the big event I know there is a world of adventure before I get there, and when I start thinking about things, like internships, and the whole no more Summers in Amarillo thing I forget that.
I feel as though between that moment, and the moment of my getting there nothing will have happened. Like, I've already lost a whole portion of my life, but that's good! In a sense I have, which sounds weird and probably isn't scientific, but to me it's completely true. As I mentioned in an earlier post, when I was saying I couldn't sleep and people saying I wasn't creative (I think so anyway), I frequently live out scenarios where I do something differently and I imagine everyone's reactions, and then play it all out.
I do the same when I think about things like that. In my head I've already skipped through my life to get to that point, and nothing else happened. Nothing noteworthy, nothing at all. As a result, I feel empty, so empty I don't even know how to handle it.
But I'm not a guy who is going to sit back and watch his life fly by, waiting for the one event that is going to be good for me. No, I never would! I've still got a world of ideas to make realities, and I still have a world of friendships I need to mend, or fortify, or create! I have homework that I need to do, and tests to take, and games to play, and TV shows to watch, and lessons to learn, and programs to create, and lives I can impact.
Most of all, I have a world staring straight at me, watching me grow up, and I'm not about to sit on the side-lines and let that world tell me who I'm going to grow into. There is so much about people, and emotions, and advice, and life in general that I still have to learn. I'm not as good a person as the me of tomorrow should be, and I'll never be a perfect person, but I can keep learning, and making myself better.
That's what life is about, and I can't believe I never understood that better about myself. I live in the future way too often. In doing that I forget about the now, I forget that a now exists. I forget that I'm stuck on the slow path, because my mind zooms through time quicker than the Doctor's TARDIS. I'll go from dreaming of high school to imagining I'm living in California and I don't have contacts with any old friends, and I'm empty because my whole point was to get there and I don't know what comes next.
Physical, material things should never be ultimate goals. They can come true, and if that's the highest then you're done. Metaphysical things should be ultimate goals, I think, because you can never reach something that doesn't truly exist. I strive to be good, but what is good. Moral? Just? Ethical? Obedient?
Exactly! There's no one thing that it can be stapled down as. Even if you try "I want to be moral." you will find that unless you close yourself off from the world you'll never attain that. Unless of course you somehow manage to listen to every idea of morality that exists on this planet, and have nothing else to learn with which to grow.
You are the one thing that should never settle. Never stop expanding your mind because it is so amazing. To learn. I'm not even talking book smarts here, I'm just talking ideas. Everyday new ideas are born. Old ones are merged, completely out of the blue new ones are created, old ones are sustained. You can never stop someone from thinking.
I worked the title in up there somewhere didn't I? I think I did, but I'm not rereading this post. Usually I do, but I'm going to come back in the morning sometime after I've awoken and read through this again. I feel like several points were cut off to form new points that were then poorly explained.
I like to think, however, that everything wasn't just making sense in my head, and that I was, in fact, forming coherent sentences that you guys could follow.
I just realized I've been doing a lot of self-realization posts, and I still have several that I need to do, oh Gwarsh!
Maybe my next post can be more, "I'm writing again, sort of, and here's what I'm trying to pull of this time."
Oh! I just realized my writing could tie in with a lot of this post, but I got past the excited "I'm going to Blog about everything, because I'm freaking Blogging!" stage, and am now in the "I don't want to leave you guys with another novel, but I don't want to just disappear" stage.
I love you guys, just so you know it. I say it often, but I feel like it isn't enough somehow. I'm silly.
For realz I'm off. Remind me not to blog about something this thought provoking next time, I really do like having things that you guys can laugh at. It makes me happy that you actually read this though.
Thanks for everything!
Thursday, February 24, 2011
There's No Such Thing As An Ordinary Human
I'm sorry I keep stealing quotes from Doctor Who, but I can't help it really.
I just finished a particularly good episode, and I realize now that I can't bring myself to talk about it the way I want to. I can't make the proper connections because I don't want to ruin it for anyone who wishes to watch it one day in the future, however far it be.
I really like Doctor Who because he's always talking about humans. It's really awesome, and if you watch the show for no other reasons, watch it to try and learn something about yourself. To learn something about other people.
I started this post a couple of days ago, but life caught up with me, and so I never got around to finishing it. I like giving you pieces of what I tried to portray via this blog, because it does an amazing job of showing you a side of me that I'm semi good at hiding. A side of me that I could never show you if I didn't want to.
The fact that I get bogged down in life. I find myself so busy that I can't even remember if I ate lunch, or dinner. Yea, that's kinda how I can forget to eat sometimes. It's bad though, because my business is a result of my desire to keep myself from stressing too much... Until right before work is due that is. It makes no sense whatsoever, but I continue doing it.
When I find myself nearing my stress levels, I retreat from work. I go, watch Doctor Who, or Glee, or Criminal Minds, or blog, or talk to people, or try to talk to people, or just sleep. Sleep being the least important of any of those. I pretend (justify myself) that it's all good because I wouldn't be working well at all if I was stressed. Especially here, at college, where I can't go to my mom or dad, or sister, or Epicenter when things get out of hand.
I freeze up mentally when I hit stress, and it's not that I can't power through it, it's that it takes a lot of energy. When I can't understand Calculus I wrack my brain for hours on end, because I should get it. I should be able to understand how you take a Power Series, and via differentiation and other stuffs get a Taylor Series. I should be able to understand how to implement the ArrayList class in Java, so why can't I?
This is foreign to me, and I'm learning, which is amazing. I mean, even though I'll tell you I hate Calculus while talking to you to keep my stress levels down, I really mean I love it. I hate that I don't know it, and that I can't know it easily, but I love that I'm being forced to learn. High school never really forced any learning. Calculus/Pre-Cal/Algebra (1 and 2)/ Geometry were all super easy.
Even last semester, refreshing a lot of Calculus, and my logic/intro to Java class were ridiculously simple. The class I loved the most was my Research class, and I always said it was slowly killing me.
So, I guess that's how I grow/learn. Through doing things that, in the moment, destroy me. It's so fulfilling to come out the other side on top, however. To power through things, and be able to look back and laugh at myself for doubting myself. I find myself nearing a ridiculously vain point in this post, where I say I'm smart, or something about how I can do whatever I put my mind to.
It's not true, however, and before I get a bunch of "Oh-muh-gosh-what's-happening-to-William" responses let me clarify.
First, I can do whatever God wants me to do. Now, I'm a firm believer that I was created exactly how I was meant to be, and as such my mind has formed exactly as God has wanted it to. So, If it's something I really wanted I'd probably be able to do it, and I'm quite positive God isn't going to throw me a curve ball and say "Hey William, you'd be a really good catcher in Baseball." To which you would reply, "I see what you did there, with the curve ball and the catcher and the..." Yea, I totally planned that and I didn't even have to look anything up on Google. *Gasp* (William knows sports?)
That was a sport? Just kidding, anyway...
Second, I can't do everything I put my mind to, but that's the beauty of it all isn't it? The ability to fail. To fall so far you feel like you can't get back up. Yea, weird to think about I know, but I believe it to be true. If you never fell you wold never know what getting up felt like. You would never feel that fiery passion that fuels people to do great things. You would just fly by, with a perfectly ok life, where you never once hit the valley, but you would never once climb a peak and stand there looking at how far you came, with a renewed spirit to make the trek forward.
That's the beauty of the slow path, right? The trek. When you get to the top it's never anything special. It's a top, sure, but the journey that brought you there is what you'll tell stories of. Nobody publishes a book titled "I'm at the top, I've always been at the top, and it feels great. Still."
You get tons of books about people's journeys however. That's the real kicker.
Doctor Who got me thinking about that. If you were sent back in time, and your present/future self just disappeared, but you got to live your life in the past what would you do? It's not about where, or when you get somewhere, but more the how, because I believe you can live more in a day than most people can in a lifetime. You just have to want to.
I think somewhere during this post I started steering in a different direction, but I'm pretty sure it all still works right. =D
I'm going to go to bed, so that tomorrow I can stress out over homework, and finish all of it, and turn it all in, and feel so much better. Sound like a plan? I think so.
So, Allons-y! (Nerd, I know. =D)
I just finished a particularly good episode, and I realize now that I can't bring myself to talk about it the way I want to. I can't make the proper connections because I don't want to ruin it for anyone who wishes to watch it one day in the future, however far it be.
I really like Doctor Who because he's always talking about humans. It's really awesome, and if you watch the show for no other reasons, watch it to try and learn something about yourself. To learn something about other people.
I started this post a couple of days ago, but life caught up with me, and so I never got around to finishing it. I like giving you pieces of what I tried to portray via this blog, because it does an amazing job of showing you a side of me that I'm semi good at hiding. A side of me that I could never show you if I didn't want to.
The fact that I get bogged down in life. I find myself so busy that I can't even remember if I ate lunch, or dinner. Yea, that's kinda how I can forget to eat sometimes. It's bad though, because my business is a result of my desire to keep myself from stressing too much... Until right before work is due that is. It makes no sense whatsoever, but I continue doing it.
When I find myself nearing my stress levels, I retreat from work. I go, watch Doctor Who, or Glee, or Criminal Minds, or blog, or talk to people, or try to talk to people, or just sleep. Sleep being the least important of any of those. I pretend (justify myself) that it's all good because I wouldn't be working well at all if I was stressed. Especially here, at college, where I can't go to my mom or dad, or sister, or Epicenter when things get out of hand.
I freeze up mentally when I hit stress, and it's not that I can't power through it, it's that it takes a lot of energy. When I can't understand Calculus I wrack my brain for hours on end, because I should get it. I should be able to understand how you take a Power Series, and via differentiation and other stuffs get a Taylor Series. I should be able to understand how to implement the ArrayList class in Java, so why can't I?
This is foreign to me, and I'm learning, which is amazing. I mean, even though I'll tell you I hate Calculus while talking to you to keep my stress levels down, I really mean I love it. I hate that I don't know it, and that I can't know it easily, but I love that I'm being forced to learn. High school never really forced any learning. Calculus/Pre-Cal/Algebra (1 and 2)/ Geometry were all super easy.
Even last semester, refreshing a lot of Calculus, and my logic/intro to Java class were ridiculously simple. The class I loved the most was my Research class, and I always said it was slowly killing me.
So, I guess that's how I grow/learn. Through doing things that, in the moment, destroy me. It's so fulfilling to come out the other side on top, however. To power through things, and be able to look back and laugh at myself for doubting myself. I find myself nearing a ridiculously vain point in this post, where I say I'm smart, or something about how I can do whatever I put my mind to.
It's not true, however, and before I get a bunch of "Oh-muh-gosh-what's-happening-to-William" responses let me clarify.
First, I can do whatever God wants me to do. Now, I'm a firm believer that I was created exactly how I was meant to be, and as such my mind has formed exactly as God has wanted it to. So, If it's something I really wanted I'd probably be able to do it, and I'm quite positive God isn't going to throw me a curve ball and say "Hey William, you'd be a really good catcher in Baseball." To which you would reply, "I see what you did there, with the curve ball and the catcher and the..." Yea, I totally planned that and I didn't even have to look anything up on Google. *Gasp* (William knows sports?)
That was a sport? Just kidding, anyway...
Second, I can't do everything I put my mind to, but that's the beauty of it all isn't it? The ability to fail. To fall so far you feel like you can't get back up. Yea, weird to think about I know, but I believe it to be true. If you never fell you wold never know what getting up felt like. You would never feel that fiery passion that fuels people to do great things. You would just fly by, with a perfectly ok life, where you never once hit the valley, but you would never once climb a peak and stand there looking at how far you came, with a renewed spirit to make the trek forward.
That's the beauty of the slow path, right? The trek. When you get to the top it's never anything special. It's a top, sure, but the journey that brought you there is what you'll tell stories of. Nobody publishes a book titled "I'm at the top, I've always been at the top, and it feels great. Still."
You get tons of books about people's journeys however. That's the real kicker.
Doctor Who got me thinking about that. If you were sent back in time, and your present/future self just disappeared, but you got to live your life in the past what would you do? It's not about where, or when you get somewhere, but more the how, because I believe you can live more in a day than most people can in a lifetime. You just have to want to.
I think somewhere during this post I started steering in a different direction, but I'm pretty sure it all still works right. =D
I'm going to go to bed, so that tomorrow I can stress out over homework, and finish all of it, and turn it all in, and feel so much better. Sound like a plan? I think so.
So, Allons-y! (Nerd, I know. =D)
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Power in Words
So, I just finished another Doctor Who episode, right after waking up, at 2:00.
Before you freak out about me sleeping so late I have a few points to justify this.
1) I don't sleep during the week. You know, gotta make sure all my work gets done.
2) I woke up at 12:30 yesterday (after trying to get rest after the week), went to logic review (SEE! I study for tests and stuff!) from 1:00 to 5:30 ish, and even helped lead it a lot. Then, from there I went to the ACM LAN party, which lasted from 6pm to 7am. So, fun stuffs that.
I'm going to write more, I promise. Now, however, I need to watch some old Doctor Who clips, and then go eat dinner. =D
Be back later guys!
Ok, so since I started this blog, I have also watched last weeks Glee. I'm behind, but whatever. Haha.
So, I want to talk about said LAN party, and touch up what I had to say about Doctor Who in the last post a bit. I want to clarify some of what I said in the last post because I think it can be taken kind of the wrong way.
The LAN party was awesome. I have been hearing about the LAN parties since last semester, and I never really figured they would be that much fun. I mean yes, I am a nerd and all but my lack of knowing the people who would be there had me a bit unsure of the true fun that awaited.
We arrived, and it was still slowly getting started, so I found a spot in the Marvel Vs Capcom 3 line-up. My team consisted of Trish (From Devil May Cry), Phoenix, and Storm. This team didn't do so hot for me at first, and so I kept getting beaten by the two experienced players. I didn't switch, however, because if you know anything about me you know that I will make things work. I'll take characters like Phoenix, who can be killed
in one combo, and use them to destroy my opponent.
It took me a while, with me learning how to use my attacks, and then figuring out to go Dark Phoenix on my opponent, but by the time we finally quit playing that game for the night I had gotten to where I'd only lose every once in a while, but win the majority of the time. =D
After I figured out the whole Dark Phoenix thing, one of the other guys adopted her as his third. Later still, they adopted Storm as one of their characters, trying to build themselves a team that was awesome. I was the only one who kept a constant team (until I won too many times in a row), and got really good with said characters.
After we retired MVC3, I got roped into playing Halo. It was a form of Halo, and was called Monster Trucks. It was interesting, and more enjoyable than actual Halo. We also played this version that was Zombie Racing? It was a lot of fun, one zombie had to snipe blow up the humans. The humans each get a vehicle, and have to race to the end, which just getting there is hard, and then they have to snipe the zombie. Yea, it's fun. =D
Then, everyone left to go to Ken's doughnuts, and we got left because we were helping clean. Yay us, haha.
So, that leaves me with Doctor Who.
Doctor Who isn't perfect, and he certainly has rough times, but what makes him so awesome is the fact that he doesn't stop. He never stays down, and he always finds some reason to keep going. As I write this and I mean write (with pencil) I can't help but hear quotes I want to talk about.
At the end of season 1, and I'll give as little detail as possible so as not to ruin it for anyone, The Doctor is faced with a question, "Then prove yourself, Doctor. What are you? Coward or killer?" In the moment of truth he gives the answer I'd grown to expect of him, and which has defined him for me. He answers, "Coward. Any day."
Out of context, that doesn't make much sense, I understand, but it's so very important to my attraction to the series. It's not about always winning, and happy good times, but about life. You don't get to choose everything, but you can choose yourself.
I'll throw this last quote in, and if you watch Doctor Who it makes more sense, otherwise you need to watch to find it.
"There's another thing the TARDIS could do. It could take us away. We could leave, let history take it's course. We go to Marbella in 1989."
"Yeah, but you'd never do that."
"No, but you could ask. Never even occured to you did it?"
=D
And I'm off for the night. (I was going to mention Glee... I loved it. I liked this last episode more than any other. Sorry it's getting shafted. =P)
Before you freak out about me sleeping so late I have a few points to justify this.
1) I don't sleep during the week. You know, gotta make sure all my work gets done.
2) I woke up at 12:30 yesterday (after trying to get rest after the week), went to logic review (SEE! I study for tests and stuff!) from 1:00 to 5:30 ish, and even helped lead it a lot. Then, from there I went to the ACM LAN party, which lasted from 6pm to 7am. So, fun stuffs that.
I'm going to write more, I promise. Now, however, I need to watch some old Doctor Who clips, and then go eat dinner. =D
Be back later guys!
Ok, so since I started this blog, I have also watched last weeks Glee. I'm behind, but whatever. Haha.
So, I want to talk about said LAN party, and touch up what I had to say about Doctor Who in the last post a bit. I want to clarify some of what I said in the last post because I think it can be taken kind of the wrong way.
The LAN party was awesome. I have been hearing about the LAN parties since last semester, and I never really figured they would be that much fun. I mean yes, I am a nerd and all but my lack of knowing the people who would be there had me a bit unsure of the true fun that awaited.
We arrived, and it was still slowly getting started, so I found a spot in the Marvel Vs Capcom 3 line-up. My team consisted of Trish (From Devil May Cry), Phoenix, and Storm. This team didn't do so hot for me at first, and so I kept getting beaten by the two experienced players. I didn't switch, however, because if you know anything about me you know that I will make things work. I'll take characters like Phoenix, who can be killed
in one combo, and use them to destroy my opponent.
It took me a while, with me learning how to use my attacks, and then figuring out to go Dark Phoenix on my opponent, but by the time we finally quit playing that game for the night I had gotten to where I'd only lose every once in a while, but win the majority of the time. =D
After I figured out the whole Dark Phoenix thing, one of the other guys adopted her as his third. Later still, they adopted Storm as one of their characters, trying to build themselves a team that was awesome. I was the only one who kept a constant team (until I won too many times in a row), and got really good with said characters.
After we retired MVC3, I got roped into playing Halo. It was a form of Halo, and was called Monster Trucks. It was interesting, and more enjoyable than actual Halo. We also played this version that was Zombie Racing? It was a lot of fun, one zombie had to snipe blow up the humans. The humans each get a vehicle, and have to race to the end, which just getting there is hard, and then they have to snipe the zombie. Yea, it's fun. =D
Then, everyone left to go to Ken's doughnuts, and we got left because we were helping clean. Yay us, haha.
So, that leaves me with Doctor Who.
Doctor Who isn't perfect, and he certainly has rough times, but what makes him so awesome is the fact that he doesn't stop. He never stays down, and he always finds some reason to keep going. As I write this and I mean write (with pencil) I can't help but hear quotes I want to talk about.
At the end of season 1, and I'll give as little detail as possible so as not to ruin it for anyone, The Doctor is faced with a question, "Then prove yourself, Doctor. What are you? Coward or killer?" In the moment of truth he gives the answer I'd grown to expect of him, and which has defined him for me. He answers, "Coward. Any day."
Out of context, that doesn't make much sense, I understand, but it's so very important to my attraction to the series. It's not about always winning, and happy good times, but about life. You don't get to choose everything, but you can choose yourself.
I'll throw this last quote in, and if you watch Doctor Who it makes more sense, otherwise you need to watch to find it.
"There's another thing the TARDIS could do. It could take us away. We could leave, let history take it's course. We go to Marbella in 1989."
"Yeah, but you'd never do that."
"No, but you could ask. Never even occured to you did it?"
=D
And I'm off for the night. (I was going to mention Glee... I loved it. I liked this last episode more than any other. Sorry it's getting shafted. =P)
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Allons-y Alonso!
I just finished up Season 2 of Doctor Who.
First Season made me uber excited, and I was so in love with the last episode.
Then this Season came. I liked the new Doctor, he wasn't the old, but he was cool. He has his quirks, as did the previous doctor.
If I have gained anything in my time from watching Doctor Who, it is a newfound love for life, and people.
I don't watch anything, or listen to music, or read books at face value.
Doctor Who... There is no way I could ever do it justice, because you would have to watch it to understand my feelings for it. There has not been another show that I can think of where I connected with the characters as much as I do with this show.
I mean, I am literally still shaking from the episode I finished some 20 minutes ago.
Perhaps this has already turned into one of those things, where I try to become more like the characters I see, in hopes of becoming a better person., and there is nothing wrong with that. Pick just about any character that has shown up in Doctor Who, seasons 1 or 2, and I could probably find something that I wish I could be more like.
If you just take the Doctor, than you have a whole new me that I wish I could achieve. Granted, the whole travel, adventure life style would be nice, but that's not all of it. He's always talking about humans, and how beautiful or crazy or stupid or amazing we are, and that's something I could pick up.
Believe it or not, somewhere down the road I developed a really cynical view on mankind. For example, I'm not a fan of most men. I think they try to be "macho" and just end up stupid. People who claim to be Christian, but do nothing but destroy it for anyone who isn't, irk me to no end. Ask me about my views on politics, and I'll tell you I'm quite positive the majority of them are liars and will say anything to sway their audience.
Granted, I don't hate men. I know a ton who are awesome, and I meet more regularly, and seeing random guys, be human, makes my heart soar. As in, when I see a guy who goes out of his way on Valentine's day, not because he has to, but because he wants to I remember to believe in people more (until I see the next guy being a huge jerk, in which case I revert! (Even though I don't want to. I'm not a fan of cynicism...))
Also, I have nothing against Christians. I am one (SPOILER ALERT! What?). There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a Christian, but at the same time people corrupt it (Now there's a shocker! (See! I don't like it, it just happens...)). I have heard more stories about curb-side prophets proclaiming eternal damnation, or whole bodies ostracizing individuals, because they didn't fit the "Social Standard" for someone who should go to church. Which is wack! It's wrong, and it's horridly disgusting. Granted, on a daily basis I look at people, and could tell you whether or not I would hang out with them after a short period of time near them. Which... What's the difference. =/ What makes my judgement any better than the church's?
...
I'm not gonna finish off with the Politician category, cause I think my point is made.
The Doctor, never fails to see the good in people, and maybe that's what it comes down to in the end. The willingness to put everything on the line for those broken, corrupt, lost people, in the hopes that they will be who he knows they can be. It's that feeling when you go to sleep at night, and even though you can name bad things that have happened you can still sleep smiling for reasons you couldn't explain to yourself if you tried.
It's that knowledge of something better. When it's no longer a hope of a better time, but you believe it as fact. I think that's the closest I could come to what the Doctor sees.
With that, and with my decreasing Doctor Who high, I will now talk about several other things.
First, and not exactly most important, because some of these are up there, but definitely one of the most exciting things I can talk about.
We finally got e-mails telling us about FUSE. It is officially in 5 Months and 2 days. Wait a minute, you might ask yourself if you actually know me, or by some strange chance happened to stalk this date. Isn't that?
Yes, that is July 18th. July 18th I will be flying to New York. July 18th I will turn 19. July 18th, I will be starting a week in New York, with Google people, the CSSIers from last Summer, and all around awesomeness.
Granted (That seems to be my thing for this post), this means my birthday will not be at home. ... I'm gonna save that thought for later, because it's not the direction I want this to go tonight/morning.
Also, I think I've recently come across someone who I really want to be friends with. Which, only maybe makes sense if you've read previous posts, and before you run off to find that, I will explain.
I've been having trouble finding people who I really feel comfortable around. The type of person who I would be able to be around on a continual basis. I met him through some friends in CS, and we've gotten together to work on homework on occasion. Just talking to him, about what he wants to do one day, I feel really comfortable. It's nice.
This isn't the first person, no, but I really do enjoy finding people who I feel that comfortable with. =D
To end this, in honor of a late Valentine's day, which was spent working and working and working, I want to post the lyrics to a song that my computer random-ed to earlier, because it made me happy.
"Please Be Mine"
They come and go but they don't know
That you are my beautiful
I try to come closer with you
But they all say we won't make it through
But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I'll be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine
I'm in and out of love with you
Trying to find if it's really true
oh no no no no
How can I prove my love
If they all think I'm not good enough
But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I will be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
It's calling you
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
It's calling you
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
It's calling you
But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I will be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine
Yea, it's the Jonas Brothers. I'll admit that. =D
Good night, world! I sleep before studying, and test, and homework. Man I love this life!
First Season made me uber excited, and I was so in love with the last episode.
Then this Season came. I liked the new Doctor, he wasn't the old, but he was cool. He has his quirks, as did the previous doctor.
If I have gained anything in my time from watching Doctor Who, it is a newfound love for life, and people.
I don't watch anything, or listen to music, or read books at face value.
Doctor Who... There is no way I could ever do it justice, because you would have to watch it to understand my feelings for it. There has not been another show that I can think of where I connected with the characters as much as I do with this show.
I mean, I am literally still shaking from the episode I finished some 20 minutes ago.
Perhaps this has already turned into one of those things, where I try to become more like the characters I see, in hopes of becoming a better person., and there is nothing wrong with that. Pick just about any character that has shown up in Doctor Who, seasons 1 or 2, and I could probably find something that I wish I could be more like.
If you just take the Doctor, than you have a whole new me that I wish I could achieve. Granted, the whole travel, adventure life style would be nice, but that's not all of it. He's always talking about humans, and how beautiful or crazy or stupid or amazing we are, and that's something I could pick up.
Believe it or not, somewhere down the road I developed a really cynical view on mankind. For example, I'm not a fan of most men. I think they try to be "macho" and just end up stupid. People who claim to be Christian, but do nothing but destroy it for anyone who isn't, irk me to no end. Ask me about my views on politics, and I'll tell you I'm quite positive the majority of them are liars and will say anything to sway their audience.
Granted, I don't hate men. I know a ton who are awesome, and I meet more regularly, and seeing random guys, be human, makes my heart soar. As in, when I see a guy who goes out of his way on Valentine's day, not because he has to, but because he wants to I remember to believe in people more (until I see the next guy being a huge jerk, in which case I revert! (Even though I don't want to. I'm not a fan of cynicism...))
Also, I have nothing against Christians. I am one (SPOILER ALERT! What?). There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a Christian, but at the same time people corrupt it (Now there's a shocker! (See! I don't like it, it just happens...)). I have heard more stories about curb-side prophets proclaiming eternal damnation, or whole bodies ostracizing individuals, because they didn't fit the "Social Standard" for someone who should go to church. Which is wack! It's wrong, and it's horridly disgusting. Granted, on a daily basis I look at people, and could tell you whether or not I would hang out with them after a short period of time near them. Which... What's the difference. =/ What makes my judgement any better than the church's?
...
I'm not gonna finish off with the Politician category, cause I think my point is made.
The Doctor, never fails to see the good in people, and maybe that's what it comes down to in the end. The willingness to put everything on the line for those broken, corrupt, lost people, in the hopes that they will be who he knows they can be. It's that feeling when you go to sleep at night, and even though you can name bad things that have happened you can still sleep smiling for reasons you couldn't explain to yourself if you tried.
It's that knowledge of something better. When it's no longer a hope of a better time, but you believe it as fact. I think that's the closest I could come to what the Doctor sees.
With that, and with my decreasing Doctor Who high, I will now talk about several other things.
First, and not exactly most important, because some of these are up there, but definitely one of the most exciting things I can talk about.
We finally got e-mails telling us about FUSE. It is officially in 5 Months and 2 days. Wait a minute, you might ask yourself if you actually know me, or by some strange chance happened to stalk this date. Isn't that?
Yes, that is July 18th. July 18th I will be flying to New York. July 18th I will turn 19. July 18th, I will be starting a week in New York, with Google people, the CSSIers from last Summer, and all around awesomeness.
Granted (That seems to be my thing for this post), this means my birthday will not be at home. ... I'm gonna save that thought for later, because it's not the direction I want this to go tonight/morning.
Also, I think I've recently come across someone who I really want to be friends with. Which, only maybe makes sense if you've read previous posts, and before you run off to find that, I will explain.
I've been having trouble finding people who I really feel comfortable around. The type of person who I would be able to be around on a continual basis. I met him through some friends in CS, and we've gotten together to work on homework on occasion. Just talking to him, about what he wants to do one day, I feel really comfortable. It's nice.
This isn't the first person, no, but I really do enjoy finding people who I feel that comfortable with. =D
To end this, in honor of a late Valentine's day, which was spent working and working and working, I want to post the lyrics to a song that my computer random-ed to earlier, because it made me happy.
"Please Be Mine"
They come and go but they don't know
That you are my beautiful
I try to come closer with you
But they all say we won't make it through
But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I'll be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine
I'm in and out of love with you
Trying to find if it's really true
oh no no no no
How can I prove my love
If they all think I'm not good enough
But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I will be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
It's calling you
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
It's calling you
I can't stop the rain from falling
Can't stop my heart from calling you
It's calling you
But I'll be there forever
You will see that it's better
All our hopes and our dreams will come true
I will not disappoint you
I will be right there for you 'til the end
The end of time
Please be mine
Yea, it's the Jonas Brothers. I'll admit that. =D
Good night, world! I sleep before studying, and test, and homework. Man I love this life!
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| That's not his excited face I was looking for, but it works as my goodnight face. Love you guys! =D |
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Oh Gwarsh!
This week was all sorts of crazy, and stressful, and aggravating, but mostly, it was a good week.
I feel I learned a lot more in this week of college than I did in any other single week of college so far.
I'm currently sitting in the laundry room, jamming out to this video:
Which my friend Ann shared with me this morning. This song, is so epic, and beautiful, and ahh! =D
My weekend has mostly been spent sleeping, or playing games with friends, but I think it's alright since I had a looooong week. It was mostly long due to my focusing on programming homework instead of Calculus, and then having to all night before Friday to finish the Calculus.
Why did my programming take so long, you might ask. Well, to tell you the truth I was all sorts of confusing myself. My original algorithm I came up with didn't do enough, so I tried flipping it around to make it do the rest, which didn't help.
From there, I spiraled rapidly, forgetting simple things, adding much more complex things. It was bad. I was doubting I could do it, until on the last day I had an epiphany, after dreaming about programming and everything. I threw my code together, and it still wasn't working. So, I almost gave in, and went my own way.
Well, I couldn't ignore it, so I kept trying to fix it. Eventually I got 22 lines of code to pass everything, but 1 test, which angered me, because I could pass it with my original 200 lines of code. So, I was so upset with everything, that I just threw the 200 original lines of code in, and passes all the tests.
I then finished the last method in a short 4 minutes or so, which really made me happy.
Enough of programming, however, because I'm sure you don't care to listen to me rant about how I couldn't pull something off.
Anyway, I still can't find the Doctor Who quote that is necessary for my entire Doctor Who post, but I do promise one, and it will be the greatest post I have made to this date. Except you should probably expect just a good post, so that if it really is the greatest you will not feel let down, but like you were given everything you wanted and then some. Haha. It's a better feeling. =D
Right now, however, the thing I can talk best about it something that my friend was telling me while I was talking to him in the middle of my week.
We were talking about my friends here, and I was telling him it was hard, for some reason, to open up, and be as comfortable with my friends from UT as I am from the friends from home.
He was telling me how he thinks that as we get older, we lose our child-like willingness to open up to people. He also told me that it might be a sort of way of filtering through people, to find the people that I would want to hang out with.
He's got a point, on several of these, and I will explain why. I was hanging out at this group event thing, and I was getting to know some of the people a bit more than I did. I found out that I could stand the people some of the time, about 50 percent of the time, but the other 50 percent of the time I wouldn't want to be anywhere near them.
I guess that's good, that I can figure things out like that before I get in really close, and then have to work to keep myself out of those other times.
It's helpful I think, but I wish I could just open up regardless. Oh well. Tis life, and mine is going too good to complain.
I'm off to do logic. Love ya guys, and have a great week! =D
I feel I learned a lot more in this week of college than I did in any other single week of college so far.
I'm currently sitting in the laundry room, jamming out to this video:
Which my friend Ann shared with me this morning. This song, is so epic, and beautiful, and ahh! =D
My weekend has mostly been spent sleeping, or playing games with friends, but I think it's alright since I had a looooong week. It was mostly long due to my focusing on programming homework instead of Calculus, and then having to all night before Friday to finish the Calculus.
Why did my programming take so long, you might ask. Well, to tell you the truth I was all sorts of confusing myself. My original algorithm I came up with didn't do enough, so I tried flipping it around to make it do the rest, which didn't help.
From there, I spiraled rapidly, forgetting simple things, adding much more complex things. It was bad. I was doubting I could do it, until on the last day I had an epiphany, after dreaming about programming and everything. I threw my code together, and it still wasn't working. So, I almost gave in, and went my own way.
Well, I couldn't ignore it, so I kept trying to fix it. Eventually I got 22 lines of code to pass everything, but 1 test, which angered me, because I could pass it with my original 200 lines of code. So, I was so upset with everything, that I just threw the 200 original lines of code in, and passes all the tests.
I then finished the last method in a short 4 minutes or so, which really made me happy.
Enough of programming, however, because I'm sure you don't care to listen to me rant about how I couldn't pull something off.
Anyway, I still can't find the Doctor Who quote that is necessary for my entire Doctor Who post, but I do promise one, and it will be the greatest post I have made to this date. Except you should probably expect just a good post, so that if it really is the greatest you will not feel let down, but like you were given everything you wanted and then some. Haha. It's a better feeling. =D
Right now, however, the thing I can talk best about it something that my friend was telling me while I was talking to him in the middle of my week.
We were talking about my friends here, and I was telling him it was hard, for some reason, to open up, and be as comfortable with my friends from UT as I am from the friends from home.
He was telling me how he thinks that as we get older, we lose our child-like willingness to open up to people. He also told me that it might be a sort of way of filtering through people, to find the people that I would want to hang out with.
He's got a point, on several of these, and I will explain why. I was hanging out at this group event thing, and I was getting to know some of the people a bit more than I did. I found out that I could stand the people some of the time, about 50 percent of the time, but the other 50 percent of the time I wouldn't want to be anywhere near them.
I guess that's good, that I can figure things out like that before I get in really close, and then have to work to keep myself out of those other times.
It's helpful I think, but I wish I could just open up regardless. Oh well. Tis life, and mine is going too good to complain.
I'm off to do logic. Love ya guys, and have a great week! =D
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
So this whole...
Everything.
I can't continue straying from the origin of this blog, even though life keeps throwing me forward.
It's kind of awesome. A constant reminder of a Once Upon A Time. A daily connection to a world long gone.
6 months. 6 months ago I was probably sitting in a theater watching Step Up 3D.
Yea, it's been (I don't want to put another, because I just realized it would be the third time I used that number.) months since I was living out in California, for what I hope was a preview of my life to come.
I had braved the San Jose transit, with limited directions from Google maps, and a tree over the tracks for the tram thing, and a bus driver who had no idea where I wanted to get off, and a bus we actually had to pay for, geeze!
I had eaten In-N-Out for the first time, and I had done laundry for the second time by myself.
It was great, and I am constantly reminded of the awesomeness that was my three weeks in Mountain View/San Jose at Google.
Good times. I would venture to say better times, but that would imply that I am currently in bad times. So instead, different times. New times.
I'm currently "doing homework" in the Jester West Lobby with a good set of friends. These guys are undoubtedly awesome, and I am so glad I found them through CS. I only wish I could have actually been a part of the FIG so I could have gotten to know them a lot better.
Back then, I could never have imagined anything like what I currently have. I go back so many times a week, from loving UT to tolerating UT, but in the end, it's what I've got, and I'll make it good.
I've been looking for a quote from Dr. Who, about humans, because I really think that show is helping out my view on humanity, and life in general.
Also, for anyone who reads this, goes to UT with me, watches Dr. Who, and who knows who Professor Klivans is, hear me out.
I think he would make an awesome Doctor. Which is cool, because everyone knows Mr. Dunn is a superhero, and now Klivans is officially my vote for the next Doctor.
I'm surrounded by awesome people teaching me. =D
Well, I think I'ma gonna go program now. I should have started a while ago.
I think there was less awesomeness in here than I expected, since I couldn't find the quote I needed to make the Doctor Who references.
So, that should come soon. Love ya guys! =D
I can't continue straying from the origin of this blog, even though life keeps throwing me forward.
It's kind of awesome. A constant reminder of a Once Upon A Time. A daily connection to a world long gone.
6 months. 6 months ago I was probably sitting in a theater watching Step Up 3D.
Yea, it's been (I don't want to put another, because I just realized it would be the third time I used that number.) months since I was living out in California, for what I hope was a preview of my life to come.
I had braved the San Jose transit, with limited directions from Google maps, and a tree over the tracks for the tram thing, and a bus driver who had no idea where I wanted to get off, and a bus we actually had to pay for, geeze!
I had eaten In-N-Out for the first time, and I had done laundry for the second time by myself.
It was great, and I am constantly reminded of the awesomeness that was my three weeks in Mountain View/San Jose at Google.
Good times. I would venture to say better times, but that would imply that I am currently in bad times. So instead, different times. New times.
I'm currently "doing homework" in the Jester West Lobby with a good set of friends. These guys are undoubtedly awesome, and I am so glad I found them through CS. I only wish I could have actually been a part of the FIG so I could have gotten to know them a lot better.
Back then, I could never have imagined anything like what I currently have. I go back so many times a week, from loving UT to tolerating UT, but in the end, it's what I've got, and I'll make it good.
I've been looking for a quote from Dr. Who, about humans, because I really think that show is helping out my view on humanity, and life in general.
Also, for anyone who reads this, goes to UT with me, watches Dr. Who, and who knows who Professor Klivans is, hear me out.
I think he would make an awesome Doctor. Which is cool, because everyone knows Mr. Dunn is a superhero, and now Klivans is officially my vote for the next Doctor.
I'm surrounded by awesome people teaching me. =D
Well, I think I'ma gonna go program now. I should have started a while ago.
I think there was less awesomeness in here than I expected, since I couldn't find the quote I needed to make the Doctor Who references.
So, that should come soon. Love ya guys! =D
Sunday, February 6, 2011
The Little Things
It's always the little things, right?
The things that you really can't explain even though you've tried a million times.
The little things that you take for granted.
The car ride to nowhere.
The annoying updates about things you couldn't care less about.
The knowledge that you are a short ride away.
The music you've subconsciously linked to events.
The last 2 minutes. They're always last the longest right?
They give you that feeling that something great is almost there. You're almost out of that one class you can't stand, free from the job that you tolerate, the winner of the Super Bowl, or just on to the next part of your life.
You have to always take the long road between point A and point B.
You miss that car ride that you once despised because it was pointless to drive around with no destination. You love the annoying updates because it gives you that connection that feels like it's fading otherwise. You wish that 9 hours was more like 10 minutes. You can't listen to certain songs, because you feel too emotionally attached to them.
Maybe that's more me, and it's true, but perhaps if you alter specifics you can connect with that feeling.
"It's been a long time
Since my phone's rung
And you've been on that line
I've been missing you it's true"
That song could not have come at a more convenient time.
I have spouts of reminiscing, and during those spouts I usually miss home more than usual.
Today, I just missed home.
How do you tell someone you miss them without making them sad?
Tell them that you need them, that you've always needed them.
In the end, you just have to live, and appreciate the little things.
You never know when a little thing, might become a big thing.
The things that you really can't explain even though you've tried a million times.
The little things that you take for granted.
The car ride to nowhere.
The annoying updates about things you couldn't care less about.
The knowledge that you are a short ride away.
The music you've subconsciously linked to events.
The last 2 minutes. They're always last the longest right?
They give you that feeling that something great is almost there. You're almost out of that one class you can't stand, free from the job that you tolerate, the winner of the Super Bowl, or just on to the next part of your life.
You have to always take the long road between point A and point B.
You miss that car ride that you once despised because it was pointless to drive around with no destination. You love the annoying updates because it gives you that connection that feels like it's fading otherwise. You wish that 9 hours was more like 10 minutes. You can't listen to certain songs, because you feel too emotionally attached to them.
Maybe that's more me, and it's true, but perhaps if you alter specifics you can connect with that feeling.
"It's been a long time
Since my phone's rung
And you've been on that line
I've been missing you it's true"
That song could not have come at a more convenient time.
I have spouts of reminiscing, and during those spouts I usually miss home more than usual.
Today, I just missed home.
How do you tell someone you miss them without making them sad?
Tell them that you need them, that you've always needed them.
In the end, you just have to live, and appreciate the little things.
You never know when a little thing, might become a big thing.
Friday, February 4, 2011
What?!
They actually cancelled classes?
Day/Night/Other Stuff = Made
My brain needs a rest. Too much Calc kills... =/
Night world!
Day/Night/Other Stuff = Made
My brain needs a rest. Too much Calc kills... =/
Night world!
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Pieces
If you see any part of this, and it doesn't say "And finally, I am out. Sleep well, and I'll talk, or whatever more later. =D" then check back later, because I am not done with this blog post.
I'm going to be posting pieces as I go between doing my Calculus work, and blogging. Multi-tasking at it's finest, and I really want people to read this one. It'll be worth it I think. =D
10:18:00 PM
Well, I got distracted a lot quicker than I expected. Darn my having conversations with multiple peoples whilst trying to do work, and read essays. Haha.
Well, I really need to get back to Calculus, so this piece will be short as well. I'll just tell you guys that it's going to be about someone I really look up to.
It'll be worth it, so stick around.
I just found out, that any edit I do will not change the time on this post. So, it will always say 10:18:00 PM.
As a side note, there are reports of snow on campus. Weird! Haha.
Anyway, said person.
He truly inspires me on a daily basis, and a day doesn't go by when I don't feel like I could be a better person if I lived life more like he did.
This person is Enrique, and I will explain more as to why in a little bit.
I'm going to be posting pieces as I go between doing my Calculus work, and blogging. Multi-tasking at it's finest, and I really want people to read this one. It'll be worth it I think. =D
10:18:00 PM
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Well, I got distracted a lot quicker than I expected. Darn my having conversations with multiple peoples whilst trying to do work, and read essays. Haha.
Well, I really need to get back to Calculus, so this piece will be short as well. I'll just tell you guys that it's going to be about someone I really look up to.
It'll be worth it, so stick around.
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I just found out, that any edit I do will not change the time on this post. So, it will always say 10:18:00 PM.
As a side note, there are reports of snow on campus. Weird! Haha.
Anyway, said person.
He truly inspires me on a daily basis, and a day doesn't go by when I don't feel like I could be a better person if I lived life more like he did.
This person is Enrique, and I will explain more as to why in a little bit.
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Wow, I made it a couple of hours without coming back to this thing. Granted, I am Skyping, so some of my distraction is to talk. =P
Anyway, Enrique.
If you know him you probably have an idea of where this is going.
If you know me, and you don't know him, you've probably heard me talk about him.
If neither, then you still need to meet him.
He is such an amazing guy, and even though I'm confident in myself when I'm around him I feel like I need to be doing a lot of things a whole lot better. He is so smart, outgoing, and all around good that when he's around I can't help but look on in awe.
Of everyone I know, he is the most well rounded. He can buckle down and study, do his homework and all his projects, make time for all his organizations, and still have time for activities on the side.
Multiple times yesterday I commented on how smart Enrique is, and it's true. Even after I met him at Google, I knew he was ridiculously smart. He would catch on to things really quick, and was generally helping other people out.
Then, we had Research Methods together last semester, and it was blatantly obvious how smart he really was. Anytime I was having trouble on making a proof sound, I could turn to Enrique, who had figured it out, to explain it to me.
Outside of academics, he's resourceful, introducing himself to professors, and recruiters left and right. He is one of the most connected people I know, and he keeps up with all of his connections. Thanks to Enrique, I have been introduced to a variety of really cool people here at UT.
He's also a good religious role model. I don't know how to really describe it, but he makes me want to be a better Christian.
All in all, I think I could write for a couple hours straight about him, and how he inspires me, however, I should probably leave it at that. =P
So, if this blog post sent any message to you, the reader, it is that you should meet Enrique. He's probably one of the best guys you could ever meet.
And finally, I am out. Sleep well, and I'll talk, or whatever more later. =D
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
I couldn't come up with a good freezing sound effect...
I really tried to find the sound of freezing people, but I couldn't. Haha.
It is currently 22 degrees here in Austin.
22!
IN AUSTIN!
Which, isn't bad for short walks, when you can warm up in your next class for an hour before walking for a few moments to the next building.
However, having to walk across campus, 10 plus minutes is a bit killer, especially when you come to the one set of lights on your path, and you show up right when the walk signal stops, and for some reason the wind there is 10 times worse than the rest of campus.
I'm fine though, and I only have to make this trip one more time... Then later tonight when I go to the ACM meeting... Then to get back to my room.
Except after I get to my next class at 2:00 ish, I won't have to go back out to that light, which is good.
So, I still have a lot of work, and last night I decided to finally put myself first.
So I slept. Which, I really needed because I had a ridiculous headache. I managed to work my way through a problem or two, but I wan't going to keep trying with my head hurting as much as it did.
I'm going to go conversate via online, until my class starts, so adios!
Love ya guys, and stay warm!
It is currently 22 degrees here in Austin.
22!
IN AUSTIN!
Which, isn't bad for short walks, when you can warm up in your next class for an hour before walking for a few moments to the next building.
However, having to walk across campus, 10 plus minutes is a bit killer, especially when you come to the one set of lights on your path, and you show up right when the walk signal stops, and for some reason the wind there is 10 times worse than the rest of campus.
I'm fine though, and I only have to make this trip one more time... Then later tonight when I go to the ACM meeting... Then to get back to my room.
Except after I get to my next class at 2:00 ish, I won't have to go back out to that light, which is good.
So, I still have a lot of work, and last night I decided to finally put myself first.
So I slept. Which, I really needed because I had a ridiculous headache. I managed to work my way through a problem or two, but I wan't going to keep trying with my head hurting as much as it did.
I'm going to go conversate via online, until my class starts, so adios!
Love ya guys, and stay warm!
I wish...
I could actually update this.
Currently have:
- 29 Calculus problems,
- A carp-load of Logic, which is a mixture of easy and ridiculously mind numbing,
- Some awesome fun stuff for my Game Design class,
- Final touches for my programming assignment.
A meeting to go to tonight for ACM.
Career fairs Thursday/Friday.
Gwarsh!!
Currently have:
- 29 Calculus problems,
- A carp-load of Logic, which is a mixture of easy and ridiculously mind numbing,
- Some awesome fun stuff for my Game Design class,
- Final touches for my programming assignment.
A meeting to go to tonight for ACM.
Career fairs Thursday/Friday.
Gwarsh!!
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