February 2010
24 posts
“I have striven not to laugh at human actions,not to weep at them, nor to hate...”
– Spinoza
Via my love Dr. Drew :) <3
January 2010
22 posts
2009...Finally.
This could’ve quite possibly been the best year of my life.
In order to write this entry, I busted out my leather-bound planner, complete with gilded edges. It’s an official-looking book that contains the raw story of my life in 2009. Flipping through the pages, I find there are numerous entries that make the corners of my mouth draw up in appreciation of warm memories. I opened 2009 in Mexico...
P.S.
Happy thoughts have been discontinued until further notice.
There's more where that came from.
Well folks, it’s been a whole two four days since I posted a whiny rant. Ready, go.
I must get used to the fact that I will not be dating Chris again. With this comes the notion that he will be dating/hooking up with other females (hopefully). I tend to err on the side of jealousy which is not something to be proud of, and this situation is no exception. I’m not so much jealous that another girl...
Mas Linkage
Sounds familiar…
http://www.people.com/people/article/0„20340326,00.html
Smells familiar…
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/31/fashion/31smell.html?pagewanted=1&ref=style
Bahahaha…
http://www.tmz.com/2010/01/30/rush-limbaugh-miss-america-dancing-video/
WTF. →
Happy Thoughts # 1-2
In honor of my decision to follow the “happy thoughts” tumblr, I vow to write a good thing about my day, everyday, until they get repetitive. I’ve noticed my blog has taken quite a negative slant lately, and I’m hoping this will remedy that imbalance.
I’ll start off with two good things, one from yesterday and one from today, since I have some ground to make up.
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Rest in Peace
I’ve had a lot of time to reflect in these past days. Mostly I’ve been wondering why not speaking to Chris is so difficult for me. During our rockier times, there was definitely weeks when I desperately wanted to move on. I could never do it. These failures made me anxious about ever stopping contact with him and so I just stopped trying. I realized today why it hurts so badly.
What I have so...
That Ain't Right
Today I was a tad (ok, more) nervous about going to my first Statistics section. Luckily, the section wasn’t very hard and I was able to decipher the computer program we need to make histograms and such. Even better (or worse) was the realization that I had a sexy GSI. Unfortunately, this made me as bashful as a school girl (which I guess I still am) during introductions. See graphic below:
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Hahaha
Me: i flipped one off one time...bad idea
R.R: you have a tiny hand
Me: well he still saw
Overheard at UC Berkeley
Weird “gutter-punk” kid: “WATCH THE MATRIX TRIPPIN’ ON SHROOMS!!”
Glutton for Punishment
Playlist for tonight:
Everybody’s Changing, Keane
High Speed, Coldplay
How’s it Gonna Be, Third Eye Blind
Withdrawl
Usually when I begin a post, I have a very clear vision about what I want to write about. Sometimes, I’ll have even thought of an important line I need to work in, or a few words to be sure to use. Tonight, as I sit in pajamas in front of my laptop, I don’t really know where to go with this. Let the rambling begin.
All I know is this is a Saturday night that I’m not out, an evening in which I...
I hope this is cool...
“Where does panic stem from? Is it a device of our own creation or one of sheer devastation? Why should a self-induced panic of uncertainty eat away, when life is but a mystery from day to day Why ignore the sour if it makes the sweet sweeter? Does busy work make this world neater?
What a waste it would be to spend your one life worrying about what you can’t control or dulling the sense of...
Panic
How do you talk yourself down from panic?
What if it’s not an overt, hysterical type of panic. What if it’s a silent, overpowering feeling that threatens every minute of everyday.
What if normal panic is like a tidal wave, something you can succumb to because it will be bad, but over quickly.
What if this panic is like a powerful flood that slowly keeps rising and rising, allowing...
The Americanization of Mental Illness →
“Mental illness is feared and has such a stigma because it represents a reversal of what Western humans … have come to value as the essence of human nature,” McGruder concludes. “Because our culture so highly values … an illusion of self-control and control of circumstance, we become abject when contemplating mentation that seems more changeable, less restrained and less controllable,...
Honoring Dr. King →
We know through painful experience that freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed. Frankly, I have yet to engage in a direct action campaign that was “well timed” in the view of those who have not suffered unduly from the disease of segregation. For years now I have heard the word “Wait!” It rings in the ear of every Negro...
Independent Woman?
I’ve been feeling pretty guilty at my inability to write over this break. I finally have the time to sit down and process anything I want through my keyboard and I can’t. To defend myself a teeny, tiny bit, I haven’t been feeling my best lately. If i want to be completely honest with myself, I’ll admit that I’ve been feeling rather anxious lately, and this anxiety...
Sin City
Phew! Writing has certainly posed a formidable challenge during these bustling days. I arrived in LA on December 19th to 80 degree weather. I was not ready for that and my red face betrayed this fact. Most of the subsequent events are a blur because ALL of my Christmas shopping needed to get done. After that madness, Christmas stands out as one of the happiest times of this year. My family...
My Beloved...questioned →
Decide for yourself.