A thought of life

"Think before you speak", I have heard this many times by different people: my parents, my friends, and teachers. I think this is a very important life lesson, critical whenever I start a conversation with someone. But by thinking before I speak makes me feel like a deceitful person. Like I can't be honest even in a normal conversation. When I want something from someone, especially when I want him/her to change their habits, it is very difficult to say it in a way that will not hurt their feelings: Because no one wants to be wrong, they generally do not want to question themselves. By telling them in an aggressive way will surely not get anything done. It is a mixture of assertive communication and "invisible" action that will convey the message effectively.

Who? Me

I was concieved with hate,
it's hard to exacerbate.
I pray to thee,
don't let me be

The world was filled with hate
it's not hard to imitate.
I prey to thee,
don't let me be

Me

The World

The world is a ghetto.
You may or may not believe,
but must conceive.

A message from the ghetto:
You come and go--as you please,
but don't let it be

The Ghetto

Friends

Last Friday I sent out my first essay to about five people to have them proofread my paper. It was a little bizarre I think. I think it's good to have friends, the ones that you can count on. Having friends gives me a sense of comfort: a sense of security. I recalled my childhood back when I was eleven or so, couldn't possibly remember, I would hang-out all day with my buddies--until my dad had called me home. Oh those were good memories, ones that I will never forget for as long as I'm alive. But those days were long gone, so did my old friends, they only exist in my memory now.

Procrastination

I am a procrastinator: I have wasted the whole day on sleep and t.v. Only on the last three or so hours of Sunday I have done anything. Procrasination is like a cancer, when ignored, it exacerbates to a point where it becomes unbearable. I believe the internet has a lot to do with this chronic disease. Take for example, today while I was working on my bio homework, I went online to answers.com to check one of the term that I had no clue on. Oh yeah, I found the answer alright, but there are a whole bunch of links and stuff that I just had to check out. By the time I was done thirty minutes had passed. Unbelievable.

English compare to Art

Like any other form of discipline, English is no different. Understand how to be good in writing is similar to how to be good in art. In art I have to practice for many hours before I'm considered decent. I think it's the same thing with any other discipline--English for this matter. There are rules that you have to follow and familiarize--to a point to which it is second nature. Not to brag, but I think the same thing has happened to me when I paint: I don't think about the rules, I know it. So far I can not say that I know all of the rule for English--I'm trying though. I have always been sluggish in my mechanics.

Labor Day

Well labor day was certainly fun compared to me past experiences. My friends and I went out to get some Dim-Sum (I think I spelled it right). Dim-Sum is a Chinese restaurant located on Classen Avenue. Anyways, I was stuffed with all the Chinese cuisine that they had. They didn't have much, since we were a little bit early-the restaurant doesn't open until 11 but we got there at 10. Good thing that they let us in. We had to wait for fifteen minutes before the food was ready for consumption. Trays after trays, we chowed down everything like this was the last supper.

4 days weekend!

"4 days weekend!", what can I ask for more: Not being in college right now! In high school I heard about how college is so much fun and relaxing-and so much better than high school. I agree-to a certain extent.
In high school you would have to be in class five days a week. In college four days a week. So why am I complaining? It's because, if you were me, there are always "other" things that I have to do: read, read, and research. I'm responsible-yes I am. Because of this word "character" that I have to be on top of things all the time. There are no such thing as free time. Time is money right? I remember back in high school where things were much more lay back. I knew the system: Hard work equals A+. Here, in college, things are much more complicate than a simple system.

The second week of school

The second week of school seems a little bit more optimistic compared to last week. . I'm beginning to adapt to the college life even though I commute. I carpool. Yeah one could say that I'm missing out on all of the fun stuff in school but I didn't have any choice. Living on campus just didn't fit my budget. I guess will keep eating my salad in this buffet. But there is a good chance that I will get involve somehow. The math club is what I have in mind-who knows where that will take me: Perhaps new opportunities, new friends, and maybe a new future.

My Bad Guys

"My bad guys", this was basically what our teacher told us this afternoon. Obviously some of the students are getting frustrated with this 2-3 chapters a day work. So this afternoon she suggested that we should slow down a little bit and maybe let her morning class catch up or whatever she was saying, but the good news is that we are slowing down. I guess this telepathy thing really works. It's like she can see what I wrote previously. Anyhow today is a good day, we actually did something fun in biology: Not listening to her talk for the whole hour! She decided we should get into groups instead and make observations in the campus.
I will stop typing now-I'm getting tire. I'm thinking of maybe going to youtube and watch audioslave. "Like a stone...I'll wait for you...dodu doodu"

Biology for Major Huh?

What is the deal with college professors? What do they expect us to do? Do they not follow the syllabus? I know that the schedule can be tentative-I know what it means, but do others? It's is obvious if you'd asked any of my fellow classmates that we are not following any curriculum. I prefer a more structured life, maybe it's because of my insecurity but that is another story. "We" just finished chapter 5, take note that we are in the second week of school! Does anyone see, if you see the syllabus, anything on that schedule that says chapter 5 on week number two. No, the answer is no. It's is chapter 2-pages 20-45. Wow! Is she trying to break some kind of Guinness World's record. I don't mean to be disrespectful or insolence, Buddha will be my judge, but this is not an effective way to approach Biology for Major or for any class for that matter.

A Discussion

Well this painting is perhaps the best work that I have ever done in terms of technique. "The Honda" , I called it-took approximately 40 hours to complete. This clip shows the some of the process that was involve in such work: the preliminary sketch, the rough color stage, and the final refining stage. I started with the background and then work my way "forward." Although it didn't receive any award I still liked it because of its originality: I made it. As far as competition goes the "liberal judges" were looking for more works that tell a story. I'm more a of technical guy you know, and plus I don't paint just to please the judges. I paint because I enjoy painting. But I will admit winning is better than losing :D.

Dear E-Journal

On the first day Mr. Dolph, the professor, went over some of his expectations. I not sure of what to expect from this class but hopefully all for the good. The way they conduct business in college is day and night compared to high school. The good part is that I was prepared in high school to make the high school-college transition, I think. Those AP classes better pay off some how. This first week was pretty tough, maybe next week will be different.