Just to update on those who are concerned with what I've been up to the answer is simply... nothing much.
A while ago, Lexi and I went to a pokemon convention in San Jose. We tried those iguana burritos from man versus food-- I was unimpressed. Our classes are kind of annoying, but not bad for the part. On my own, i've been getting into World of Warcraft. It's so wonderfully pointless. Lexi herself is working a comic for our certain characters.
I've further perfected my pizza making skills. Those pictures on EJ Pizza are as good as they look. I've even been commissioned a couple of times. For the most part, i've been doing my time at MJC and when it comes time that i am able to transfer out, should i not get accepted to the college i applied to this semester, i'm willing to settle for any place that will take me. It's not that i give up; i simply know that there is no place for my unconventionality in most places. I make the best out of what i have, and i anticipate always having to do so.
I still hate fish.
I don't do drugs, i don't smoke, and I don't drink. Never intend to, not because i'm on so moral high horse, but because I don't want to. Lord knows that its impossible to convince me of anything.
Random snippets and fyi's for those who are concerned.
I'm a big pro-wrestling fan and WrestleMania is coming up. So far i've been enticed in everything, especially with the return of the Rock a couple weeks ago.
I don't much mind my classes. I'm not really interested with most of them.
I can't think of much else. Have a good one guys, i mean it. peace.
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Rock dog, rock dog yeah. Rock dog be rockin'. yea yea yea
Friday, February 25, 2011
AJ: Comfort Zone
Stressful week, and more to come. That's all I have to say.
It just so happens that during a particularly hectic week, I get sick, other things are happening, and they're not all necessarily good things either.
Just want to encourage everyone here to continue posting whenever you feel that you're free. I visit here a lot. I mean, A LOT. Usually when I'm bored, it's fun to read and procrastinate. I've been finding myself come here whenever I need to be comforted as well, whenever I feel homesick. It's slightly pathetic, I hope it isn't creepy. (Aside from calling my mother,)it helps to just go around and just reading and getting a feel of each of you.
- Miss you
It just so happens that during a particularly hectic week, I get sick, other things are happening, and they're not all necessarily good things either.
Just want to encourage everyone here to continue posting whenever you feel that you're free. I visit here a lot. I mean, A LOT. Usually when I'm bored, it's fun to read and procrastinate. I've been finding myself come here whenever I need to be comforted as well, whenever I feel homesick. It's slightly pathetic, I hope it isn't creepy. (Aside from calling my mother,)it helps to just go around and just reading and getting a feel of each of you.
- Miss you
Monday, February 14, 2011
Heaven: Maybe this time I've earned my wings.
I am so happy to be home. My life has never felt so good. So great grand fantastic fucking amazing. Beautiful. After those tumultuous times in Riverside (I must say I do miss Ben, Anthony, Austin, Max, and Brittany something awful, and talk to them throughout the week), I never take any day for granted. Every day has the potential to be beautiful. Every moment has the potential to change my thoughts. Every every every every every good good good good good. I mean, of course things are up and down still. I feel jealous I feel blue I feel loss and pain and lonely, but mostly I just feel and it feels good to feel not bad. I miss Pancho something awful, but at the same time I'm like a mother who can't cry in front of her children-- I've got the Dodger-dog to look after, and he's grown something big since some of you left and he's looking mighty handsome with his new collar and I'm awful proud.
I'm meeting a slew of people in Modesto, acquaintances and people I've come to call friends. I spend weekends with them. Ashley Machado, if you remember her from Dutcher or Turlock, is one of them-- old friend who I've just met (again). She says hello to you when I've mentioned your names in the past. She's pretty and pretty cool. Max is another (a different Max than the Riverside Max), bike rider, real sweet and but also the king sarcasm, kind of frustrating, but its Max and we laugh it off. Veenu I just met, and we haven't hung out in person, but she's really nice and we're planning on it. More people too. I spend a lot of time in Modesto. A lot of time. It's quick. Fast-paced. And when I drive back to Turlock on Sunday night, after open-mic at the Queen Bean, I come to appreciate our town so much more. It's slow. Not so slow as Oakdale or Knights Ferry, that slow that I would love to be experiencing, but it's nice. It's quiet. It's safe and it's Home.
And then there's Mark. He's incredible. He's honest and fun and I never feel the need to hesitate around him. I can be me, totally and completely. It's been fast, but it feels like so much longer. We share common interests. We learn from eachother. He plays songs on the ukulele for me, and he lets me read my poetry to him. He encourages music, and we're even starting a music project together-- he's better with his hands than I am, and I'm better with my words, I think, although I would argue that it all depends on what you're trying to say, and that my English words shouldn't cover up whatever he's trying to say with his hands, but he says otherwise, so we're collaborating. I played a show at a good buddy of mine's tattoo parlour alongside some of my songwriting heroes-- Sodapop, Tom V, Willy Tea, Roy Dean-- and Mark was there to play along with me. We spend weekends together, back and forth from Turlock to Modesto, sometimes Oakdale, with eachother's friends and family. It feels good. It feels grown. I am happy.
I am happy. That's what it gets down to. I'm feeling something that I didn't know existed. A new level to what was a fading memory. And it's real. Alive. Breathing inside me and outside of me. Created. Creating. Giving birth to more beauty. Tangible and real and in my hands and above my head and beneath my feet and growing within me, wrapping vines around my heart and flowering in my head and bursting forth from my hands and my eyes and my mouth and fluttering around like a butterfly and scattering its seeds in the wind and planting more and growing and growing.
It's a wonder, it's a mystery. It's amazing, and it's before me, and I'm ready. I'm finally ready. Maybe this time, I've actually earned my wings. Now it's time to take the leap and see if I plummet or if I soar. I'll build the muscle; I'll get back up; I'll try again.
I feel happy. I am happy.
I am really, really happy.
I'm meeting a slew of people in Modesto, acquaintances and people I've come to call friends. I spend weekends with them. Ashley Machado, if you remember her from Dutcher or Turlock, is one of them-- old friend who I've just met (again). She says hello to you when I've mentioned your names in the past. She's pretty and pretty cool. Max is another (a different Max than the Riverside Max), bike rider, real sweet and but also the king sarcasm, kind of frustrating, but its Max and we laugh it off. Veenu I just met, and we haven't hung out in person, but she's really nice and we're planning on it. More people too. I spend a lot of time in Modesto. A lot of time. It's quick. Fast-paced. And when I drive back to Turlock on Sunday night, after open-mic at the Queen Bean, I come to appreciate our town so much more. It's slow. Not so slow as Oakdale or Knights Ferry, that slow that I would love to be experiencing, but it's nice. It's quiet. It's safe and it's Home.
And then there's Mark. He's incredible. He's honest and fun and I never feel the need to hesitate around him. I can be me, totally and completely. It's been fast, but it feels like so much longer. We share common interests. We learn from eachother. He plays songs on the ukulele for me, and he lets me read my poetry to him. He encourages music, and we're even starting a music project together-- he's better with his hands than I am, and I'm better with my words, I think, although I would argue that it all depends on what you're trying to say, and that my English words shouldn't cover up whatever he's trying to say with his hands, but he says otherwise, so we're collaborating. I played a show at a good buddy of mine's tattoo parlour alongside some of my songwriting heroes-- Sodapop, Tom V, Willy Tea, Roy Dean-- and Mark was there to play along with me. We spend weekends together, back and forth from Turlock to Modesto, sometimes Oakdale, with eachother's friends and family. It feels good. It feels grown. I am happy.
I am happy. That's what it gets down to. I'm feeling something that I didn't know existed. A new level to what was a fading memory. And it's real. Alive. Breathing inside me and outside of me. Created. Creating. Giving birth to more beauty. Tangible and real and in my hands and above my head and beneath my feet and growing within me, wrapping vines around my heart and flowering in my head and bursting forth from my hands and my eyes and my mouth and fluttering around like a butterfly and scattering its seeds in the wind and planting more and growing and growing.
It's a wonder, it's a mystery. It's amazing, and it's before me, and I'm ready. I'm finally ready. Maybe this time, I've actually earned my wings. Now it's time to take the leap and see if I plummet or if I soar. I'll build the muscle; I'll get back up; I'll try again.
I feel happy. I am happy.
I am really, really happy.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Zach: Alone is Starting to Creep In
So I know I just posted a blog earlier this week but today was a day that I wasn't ready for.
Today was the day that people got their acceptance letters to Study Abroad.
Study Abroad is a pretty big thing here at WIllamette. Everyone is encouraged to go abroad for at least a semester, if not two. Even though some people definitely can't because of their major(s), everyone is still encouraged and Willamette tries to make exceptions to every requirement just to let people go, but realistically it is hard for some people.
So today the letters came out.
My friend Candace and I found out during Music Theory because another music major was going to study abroad in Ireland or something. Candace and I both wanted to study abroad so there was hard point number one. As Music Education majors we have the most rigorous major on campus. We are required to take 47 or so classes just for our major then 5 more for our minor and 11 more for our General ed. That's a total of 63 classes while in school. Which is ridiculous. We aren't really able to Study abroad because so many of our classes are offered in cycles that if we miss it we won't be around the next time it is offered. So it was hard to be celebratory when it was something we both wanted to do but really can't. (Although I am trying to put together a summer trip for Summer 2012, which I doubt will happen, but I am gonna try.)
Next was I found out who was going where out of my close friends. Although you may not recognize some of the names depending on who is reading my friends Kirsten, Torey, Lauren, and Sam are going to be gone for part or all of next year.
Now I a really excited for them to be able to go to all of the wonderful places that they get to go to, I am going to miss them a lot. Kirsten (who I have fun pretending to be trashy with) will be studying Classics in Rome for the Fall semester. Which is super exciting and will be an awesome opportunity. Torey (my Toronster, also just super fun and witty and bubbly friend) will be in Japan for the first semester and in Denmark for the second. She is a real world traveler and it is exciting that she will get to go to these places, but again, I'm just gonna miss her. Lauren (who is basically my rock here) will be gone in the Spring studying in Glasgow in the spring. I really don't know what I am going to do without her, but she will have a super good time, which is exciting and she will tell me all about it when she gets back.
Last is Sam. He'll be gone the entire year in Japan. It is awesome that he gets to go, and it is something he entirely deserves and will be amazing for him, but it will be tough without him, especially during second semester when Lauren won't be there either. But at the same time I feel that I won't ever seem him after this semester. Money has been hard on him and paying up to this point for school has been extremely difficult, and I don't entirely believe that he will be back for our senior year. I feel stupid and selfish for not wanted him to go (any of them to go) but I don't want any of them to leave. I would love it if there were some way that they could still have that wonderful experience, yet not have to be gone.
Also this makes my housing plans for next year unsure and I just don't know. Typing this stuff is making me want to curl up and go to bed, and not wake up for class tomorrow. Just sleep through next year.
I wasn't ready for today. I won't be ready for today for a long time.
Today was the day that people got their acceptance letters to Study Abroad.
Study Abroad is a pretty big thing here at WIllamette. Everyone is encouraged to go abroad for at least a semester, if not two. Even though some people definitely can't because of their major(s), everyone is still encouraged and Willamette tries to make exceptions to every requirement just to let people go, but realistically it is hard for some people.
So today the letters came out.
My friend Candace and I found out during Music Theory because another music major was going to study abroad in Ireland or something. Candace and I both wanted to study abroad so there was hard point number one. As Music Education majors we have the most rigorous major on campus. We are required to take 47 or so classes just for our major then 5 more for our minor and 11 more for our General ed. That's a total of 63 classes while in school. Which is ridiculous. We aren't really able to Study abroad because so many of our classes are offered in cycles that if we miss it we won't be around the next time it is offered. So it was hard to be celebratory when it was something we both wanted to do but really can't. (Although I am trying to put together a summer trip for Summer 2012, which I doubt will happen, but I am gonna try.)
Next was I found out who was going where out of my close friends. Although you may not recognize some of the names depending on who is reading my friends Kirsten, Torey, Lauren, and Sam are going to be gone for part or all of next year.
Now I a really excited for them to be able to go to all of the wonderful places that they get to go to, I am going to miss them a lot. Kirsten (who I have fun pretending to be trashy with) will be studying Classics in Rome for the Fall semester. Which is super exciting and will be an awesome opportunity. Torey (my Toronster, also just super fun and witty and bubbly friend) will be in Japan for the first semester and in Denmark for the second. She is a real world traveler and it is exciting that she will get to go to these places, but again, I'm just gonna miss her. Lauren (who is basically my rock here) will be gone in the Spring studying in Glasgow in the spring. I really don't know what I am going to do without her, but she will have a super good time, which is exciting and she will tell me all about it when she gets back.
Last is Sam. He'll be gone the entire year in Japan. It is awesome that he gets to go, and it is something he entirely deserves and will be amazing for him, but it will be tough without him, especially during second semester when Lauren won't be there either. But at the same time I feel that I won't ever seem him after this semester. Money has been hard on him and paying up to this point for school has been extremely difficult, and I don't entirely believe that he will be back for our senior year. I feel stupid and selfish for not wanted him to go (any of them to go) but I don't want any of them to leave. I would love it if there were some way that they could still have that wonderful experience, yet not have to be gone.
Also this makes my housing plans for next year unsure and I just don't know. Typing this stuff is making me want to curl up and go to bed, and not wake up for class tomorrow. Just sleep through next year.
I wasn't ready for today. I won't be ready for today for a long time.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
AJ: Hop hop Along my Bunnies!
HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
It's the year of the rabbit~ And like my auntie said - " I wish everyone a Happy New Year and multiply like rabbits!"
Um - actually, if you are taking that literally, please ignore. I think she meant to multiply your luck. How is everyone's return to school?
It's been three weeks since school started. It's had its ups and downs. Since its near the holidays, there's a lot of fooding going on and new years cheer. There's still quite a bit of stress too. I'm taking 20 units this semester, my lab work has been going exceedingly slowly, and there's always some drama now, with a cat to take care of and a flu/cold going around. I think I find myself grumpier when I'm around my roommates when they are grumpy as well. This gives the apartment a pretty low note some days.
On the other hand, today was a fairly good day. It was a continuous 8am- 9 pm day. I had class, work, lab, choir and a 30 minute break in between it all. I temporarily forgot my laptop, my drink spilled in my backpack, and the annoying choir friend I wrote about last time called in to ask for another favor. But for some reason, today is still a happy day. I think I was cheered up by an insect ecology class that I snuck into. Ants are a pretty crazy bunch. I think I'm going to sneak into this class more often. It's almost settled, I should be going to Hong Kong this summer before summer school starts! I suppose my happiness could also be contributed to the amount of chocolate I've consumed and the fact that I've resolved not to do any strenuous brain work for the rest of today.
Random notes- Tobi is the sweetest cat I've ever met. I can pull on his tail or slap him when he's being bad, and he's still pretty chill. He'll also climb into bed and sleep next to me. On the other hand, he has a horrible habit of meowing at 6 am in the morning. It's the most pitiful sound in the world. I'm sorry I don't have enough time to play with him, so if anyone wants to come entertain him someday, you're welcome.
Ryan saw that I always use a backpack to carry things and surprised me with a purse. I don't have the heart to tell him that I rarely use them and in fact, have a storage of them. >-< guilt. I mean, it was a very sweet surprise.... Maybe I should hint to him that I have an odd obsession with unusual ceramics instead?
P.S I'm making a list of ALL the places that I've gone to in Berkeley and loved. This way, when you people come visit, you'll have amazing places to go!
It's the year of the rabbit~ And like my auntie said - " I wish everyone a Happy New Year and multiply like rabbits!"
Um - actually, if you are taking that literally, please ignore. I think she meant to multiply your luck. How is everyone's return to school?
It's been three weeks since school started. It's had its ups and downs. Since its near the holidays, there's a lot of fooding going on and new years cheer. There's still quite a bit of stress too. I'm taking 20 units this semester, my lab work has been going exceedingly slowly, and there's always some drama now, with a cat to take care of and a flu/cold going around. I think I find myself grumpier when I'm around my roommates when they are grumpy as well. This gives the apartment a pretty low note some days.
On the other hand, today was a fairly good day. It was a continuous 8am- 9 pm day. I had class, work, lab, choir and a 30 minute break in between it all. I temporarily forgot my laptop, my drink spilled in my backpack, and the annoying choir friend I wrote about last time called in to ask for another favor. But for some reason, today is still a happy day. I think I was cheered up by an insect ecology class that I snuck into. Ants are a pretty crazy bunch. I think I'm going to sneak into this class more often. It's almost settled, I should be going to Hong Kong this summer before summer school starts! I suppose my happiness could also be contributed to the amount of chocolate I've consumed and the fact that I've resolved not to do any strenuous brain work for the rest of today.
Random notes- Tobi is the sweetest cat I've ever met. I can pull on his tail or slap him when he's being bad, and he's still pretty chill. He'll also climb into bed and sleep next to me. On the other hand, he has a horrible habit of meowing at 6 am in the morning. It's the most pitiful sound in the world. I'm sorry I don't have enough time to play with him, so if anyone wants to come entertain him someday, you're welcome.
Ryan saw that I always use a backpack to carry things and surprised me with a purse. I don't have the heart to tell him that I rarely use them and in fact, have a storage of them. >-< guilt. I mean, it was a very sweet surprise.... Maybe I should hint to him that I have an odd obsession with unusual ceramics instead?
P.S I'm making a list of ALL the places that I've gone to in Berkeley and loved. This way, when you people come visit, you'll have amazing places to go!
Zach: Planning a Treasure Hunt
So.
First post of the new year. Been in classes for three weeks tomorrow. This semester is shaping up to be pretty good. My class load, although large, has been super easy so far. I have been finishing my homework weeks before it is due. The only thing I think I will need to worry about will be possibly clarinet and piano. I need to practice more, but that's whatever.
I have two super easy classes, chemistry and music history. Chemistry is for non-majors so it is super easy. I mean SUPER easy. I do my homework for other classes while in that class. And then music history. I don't know. I feel it should be hard, we haven't had a test yet so I don't know what that will be like, but we haven't really learned anything. I do homework and write lyrics in korean in that class(나를 숫숫숫) so super easy thus far.
I am working a lot, which is super good. I have worked 25 hours so far and I haven't been working everyday. I took off four hours last week, and a three hours the week before that I think, plus I am taking off three hours tomorrow (because everyone in the office will be gone so I can't do anything). BUt working is nice because I can hopefully afford school that way. THis semester is much more expensive than I anticipated.
Friends are.... splitting kinda. Which I am okay with. I have kinda drifted away from my roommates because I have been preoccupied with.... other things..... which I am not so happy about, but it is what it is and I don't think that I would really change it because... well just because. Other friends, the group has gotten too big to really sustain itself. I think it will probably nearly officially break into smaller factions soon, which is somewhat sad, but I am not worried. There is only one group who will be at all hurt by that I think. It would actually probably be best. The only problem is that I have a niche in with all of them.
Anna visited. Be jealous(except Anna of course because she was here). We had a super fun weekend if I do say so myself. Which I do. And I hope that there will be more fun weekends like that.
That's what is going on with me I guess. (Also I am planning a treasure hunt. Should be exciting.)
First post of the new year. Been in classes for three weeks tomorrow. This semester is shaping up to be pretty good. My class load, although large, has been super easy so far. I have been finishing my homework weeks before it is due. The only thing I think I will need to worry about will be possibly clarinet and piano. I need to practice more, but that's whatever.
I have two super easy classes, chemistry and music history. Chemistry is for non-majors so it is super easy. I mean SUPER easy. I do my homework for other classes while in that class. And then music history. I don't know. I feel it should be hard, we haven't had a test yet so I don't know what that will be like, but we haven't really learned anything. I do homework and write lyrics in korean in that class(나를 숫숫숫) so super easy thus far.
I am working a lot, which is super good. I have worked 25 hours so far and I haven't been working everyday. I took off four hours last week, and a three hours the week before that I think, plus I am taking off three hours tomorrow (because everyone in the office will be gone so I can't do anything). BUt working is nice because I can hopefully afford school that way. THis semester is much more expensive than I anticipated.
Friends are.... splitting kinda. Which I am okay with. I have kinda drifted away from my roommates because I have been preoccupied with.... other things..... which I am not so happy about, but it is what it is and I don't think that I would really change it because... well just because. Other friends, the group has gotten too big to really sustain itself. I think it will probably nearly officially break into smaller factions soon, which is somewhat sad, but I am not worried. There is only one group who will be at all hurt by that I think. It would actually probably be best. The only problem is that I have a niche in with all of them.
Anna visited. Be jealous(except Anna of course because she was here). We had a super fun weekend if I do say so myself. Which I do. And I hope that there will be more fun weekends like that.
That's what is going on with me I guess. (Also I am planning a treasure hunt. Should be exciting.)
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