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Severin, Severin...
Krisit: I'll be done at 4 pm tomorrow. If you wanna show up and meet me at my house, my parents will let j00 in, and we can leave right away. The earlier we leave, the better, because I'll be tired too. ^_^
IL-GUMI! THAT MEANS YOU! How about we all meet at Kya's place at 8 pm, if that's OK with her? Then we can do dinner before we pick up Ka-chan-tachi. Who all will be there? Juri? Gregly? Matt?
I had three meetings today. Heh. ^^
Now Playing: The Velvet Underground - Venus in Furs ( " This was when Lou Reed was cool." " Shut up, Dad, I *LIKE* 'Transformer.'" " You like that fruity song 'Satellite of Love'??" " YES!!! XDD )
Thursday, July 19, 2001 at 09:36 p.m.
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Math TA: I get my girlfriend to help me grade your stuff.
Classmate: Do you pay her?
TA: Well, um...sort of?
Class: @_o >_< XD
A true story from my second-semester calc class. Which I took my second semester senior year...of high school. My high school had this arrangement with the university that seniors could get two semesters of calc out of the way in high school, so I did.
I had this long blog typed up about regular babble, but then IE crashed twice, so I said 'fuck it' and pre-ordered the Bebop movie soundtracks instead. ;;^_^ IE, don't crash! I end up spending money!
Tin: thanks for the e-card. *_*
I'll see y'all this weekend in Chicago, ne? I THINK Krisit and I are coming up Friday evening; Krisit, if you want to spare Ilpuuratzo-sama, we can take my car from urbana.
I'm OK, really! It's just occasionally even Sisyphus complains of blisters. ;;^_^
Now I'm going to take the shrimp teriyaki out of the fridge and fry 'em. Mmmm.
Oh, and Tay, I can't finish your layout if you don't upload/email me the pages I asked you for. ^.- It's sitting on my desktop staring at me mournfully XD
Now Playing: Rehab - It Don't Matter ( which is a suprisingly genki, mellow song. XD )
Tuesday, July 17, 2001 at 05:10 p.m.
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You motherfuckers.
I'm afraid that this entry will be one long bitchfest, so I blacked it out to spare your eyes. I'll try to think of something amusing at the end. ;;^^
My parents have been at me again. The same old story. Except this time my mother's been bitching at me to get a SECOND fulltime job. Currently I have one fulltime job, as well as volunteering work on some evenings and weekends. She wants me to apply for jobs that are a) fulltime during the day, a logistical impossibility, or b) fulltime during the night, which pretty much means I get no sleep. She says that I have to get a job that'll look good on my resume. Because being the editor of a medical book isn't ENOUGH. I point out that I just GOT a job last week, and does she want me to quit it? She says I have to set priorities; do I want something to put on a resume, or do I insist on a job for pocket money? She claims she never told me to get a job, and that I must prioritize. I remind her that she nagged the living hell out of me to get a job from the second we got back from vacation; did she forget that? Apparently she did. -_- Well, I wanted a job so I could get the hell out of there, and told her so.
Then she suggests that I apply for job at KAPLAN, being an MCAT tutor. This, of course, would mean I would have 12+ hour workdays multiple days a week, as well as the 'heavy' volunteering she wants me to do. I protest, and she says again that I have to prioritize, and she didn't tell me to get the other job. -_-
So, okay, fine. Same old same old. Then they've been asking me recently if I'm going to reapply to medical school, and in the same breath say that I'm not going to get in anyways. I mean, what the fuck. Ever since I was old enough to remember, I've been informed I was going to be a doctor. I did all this resume-building shit, took all these biology classes, they discouraged me from taking the shit *I* was interested in, because it 'wouldn't get me a job'...I wanted to take CS classes, they unbent enough to let me take an intro course and a C-programming class. I *love* classical literature, but I was told that there was no point in trying, since (truthfully) there are no jobs in it. So I said, well, OK, and got myself this fucking biology degree that is, quite honestly, useless for anything but med school. It's not strong enough for Biology graduate work. So, now I've been told all my life that this is the only thing that I can do, and they ask me if I'm going to do it, as if I have a fucking choice in the matter at this late stage in the game. YES, YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! I'M GOING TO REAPPLY! I CAN'T DO ANYTHING ELSE! Then they say, well, you can't get into med school, you should have taken CS courses in college. Want to go back to college and get yourself a CS degree? YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!!
No wonder I'm such a fucking mess. Oh Christ, I don't know what to do.
Then they pull the ' don't blame your failures on your depression,' and I'm thinking, you motherfuckers, I'm blaming my failures on myself, that's WHY I'm depressed! You motherfuckers!
I hate it, I always burst into tears when my shrink asks me how I'm doing. Even if I'd been perfectly fine the second before, I just can't take that question.
I don't know what I'm going to do, I'm going to tear myself to pieces with self-hatred at this rate...
On a lighter note, I had a good day at work.
Now Playing: nothing. The A/C.
Monday, July 16, 2001 at 08:02 p.m.
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o/~ I was struck by lightning, walking down the street...I was hit by something last night in my sleep... o/~
Quiet weekend. I needed to catch up on my sleep, actually. See, my idea of a summer sleep schedule is, say, 3 am - 9 am. On Wednesday, I started my 7:30 - 5 workday, so my sleep schedule was FUCKED, and I was almost jetlagged. XD I think I'll do better next week.
Today I saw " Kiss of the Dragon," which was a fun Jet Li movie. It's not breaking any new cinematic ground, of course, but you have to admit, Jet Li is a living fighting game character. He can kick ass in more ways than should be necessary. Let's see, in this movie, what'd he use to kick ass....chopsticks, irons, pool balls, office equipment, and, best of all, he has a wristband of acupuncture needles which he uses in battle. XD
I have two favorite scenes, I guess - the first is when he's running through a police station, and runs into a room and bolts the door behind him. ( He's been framed by a corrupt police official, etc etc. ) Then he realizes he's locked himself in with the police's karate class. About twenty-five, thirty men in white gi turn to look at him, and he sweatrains. And then he kicks their asses singlehandedly. XD
The second great scene was at the end, when Bad Cop was holding a kid hostage up in his office in the police station on something like the fifth floor. Jet Li calls him. " I want the kid back." The bad cop blusters that he can't make him do anything, and Jet Li tells him to look out of the window. The cop does, and sees Jet Li standing in the street below. " I'm coming up." And he goes in the front door, and tears through five floors of heavily armed policemen like they were ragdolls. XD
So, it was a fun movie, and they actually bothered to give the hooker-with-a-heart-of-gold enough screentime/backstory/lines/interaction so that I actually gave a shit whether she died. :D
I'm all hyped for work next week, assuming they got the material I need over the weekend. -_-
Tanzit, happy birthday, if you ever read blogs anymore. ^_^
Next weekend - hm, let's try to drive up Friday night. 6-7 is fine with me; I think I get off work around 4 that day.
Now Playing: Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party ( of course. )
Sunday, July 15, 2001 at 08:44 p.m.
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*froth, froth*
d00d. Anyone who's going to Yaoicon, please email me! ;_; I just found out, belatedly, that Sannasubi-sensei is going to the con, and I would love to get one of my numerous Sannasubi-DJ signed - if she's doing any signings. ;_; ( I have something like...hmmmm...five DJ by her. The only DJka I actually *collect*. XD ) If you can do me that favor, I'd love you and mail my DJ to you and whatnot.
Now Playing: Fatboy Slim - Bird of Prey
Saturday, July 14, 2001 at 11:28 p.m.
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Wait a second...
...and I have STILL never gone to Krispy Kreme.
Hm.
Saturday, July 14, 2001 at 12:43 a.m.
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" Daughter, you don't find a husband like Man-Who-Fights-In-Dress every day."
Whew, long day. FOUR HOURS of meetings at work, and when I came home, Lynn called and asked me if I could come to Chi-town with her tomorrow to help her apartment hunt. I couldn't - Krisit, I can't come with you either, sorry Chi-town-gumi. ;_; I'll see you all NEXT weekend! :D
Right, Lynn. Apparently Sven broke up with her out of the blue a month ago, and tomorrow she has to go pick up her stuff from his place. She was swinging between fine about it and raging, which is to be expected. Especially when he called to say, " Oh, I'm not going to be there, so I dumped your stuff at my parents, and if you get there after 6 pm, it'll be all out on their back porch." Chicken. Coward.
We rewatched Shanghai Noon and ate pizza because she seemed to be in need of re-genki'ing. Just got back from that and I'm TIRED. 19 hours awake, and editing makes my head hurt. Give me some immunology to read any day.
Blah. I'll be home for the weekend, someone call me if you know my number! ;_; I'll be rather bored.
Now Playing: Adam Ant - Desperate But Not Serious
Saturday, July 14, 2001 at 12:30 a.m.
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o/~ Ooh, Juju told me, " Clover, he could be YOUR lover." o/~
Krisit: Yes, I'm free Saturday. Just call me sometime after 5 pm tomorrow, or just drop by. Whatever. You know me. ^_^
Now Playing: Smile.dk - Dancing All Alone
Thursday, July 12, 2001 at 10:31 p.m.
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It's near impossible...
Yes, I was bored. Why do you ask?
Work was okay. I'm getting paid $9.00 an hour, which isn't bad. I have my own desk, compy, and phone, because I'll need to call freelance proofreaders and the go-betweens and whatnot. The idea of having people to command boggles me. I sit for eight hours, plowing through this...this manuscript, and I'm making a stylesheet so that other editors can follow my conventions. How weird is that.
I'm wiped. 7:30 - 5 pm days are longer than I imagined. At least it's nice driving to work in the early morning and seeing the way the sun casts long shadows when it's low. In college, I purposely tried to schedule my classes to begin around 10 or 11 am, and even if I had a 9 am class, it wasn't the same. It's a fifteen minute drive for me, which is a lot in this town - all the way to the other end. One cornfield to another. ;;^_^ ( But then again, it's a fifteen minute drive at 45 mph. )
I got myself a Discman and Paintshop Pro 7.0 to celebrate becoming one of the working poor - there went two days' pay. ;;^_^
Now Playing: Trigun - H.T.
Thursday, July 12, 2001 at 09:05 p.m.
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Random things about me: ( take with a grain of salt )
sign: pisces or metal rooster or revati // aura : gold // color: brown // alignment: neutral evil // evil: kinda evil (7.5) // keirsey: INTJ
Big O - Cowboy Bebop - DiGi Charat - Trigun - Petshop of Horrors - Excel Saga - Gokudo-kun - lain - Saiyuki - Basara
iggy pop :: david bowie :: rolling stones :: orbital :: BT :: depeche mode :: ABC :: english beat :: velvet underground :: lou reed :: brian eno :: roxy music :: dido :: modest mouse :: morphine :: placebo :: magnetic fields :: adam ant :: siouxsie :: cure :: t rex :: beastie boys :: neuroactive :: bauhaus :: underworld :: air :: juno reactor :: tricky
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