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August 17, 2004

minor rant on a double standard

this is something that came to mind when i was having a minor anxiety attack about finding a job, having children, societal pressures on women, etc etc.

why is it that in this day and age... women are now considered to be something less than par if they don't have a career as well as being a good mother? i mean... back in the day, women were only expected to be mothers and then discouraged greatly from having their own careers, and they had some contempt that women weren't capable of doing more than be stay at home wives.

now... women have lucrative careers, but instead of being given credit for this feat, they are now criticized based on how their children are doing. or they're criticized for not having children or not having a happy family at home. they are considered less than who they are because they aren't procreating like every other person out there, and it detracts from their accomplishments, regardless of the fact that men aren't held to the same expectations.

it's not ok anymore for women to "just be" a housewife and mother, but nor is it ok for them to have lucrative careers "at the expense" of their families.

but you don't see men being judged on these things. you don't see someone saying "well... he may be successful on the outside but his daughter/son is problematic, i hear". no one gives the guy crap for being single/divorced and without children. he's not criticized for not being married. he is not something less than he is for not having children. he isn't expected to raise the children.

oh, and let's not forget that in some cultures, it's still considered to be the women's failing if a marriage falls apart.

it just seems like with so many other things.... there is so much more contempt and criticism waiting for women given the same situation as men. i just get angry about these senseless double standards.

my own personal anxiety attack....

was about how by the time i get out of school i'll be about 27 or 28. and i know that if i want children, i should start seriously thinking about it and doing something about starting around 32. 34 is the magic year, you don't want to push much later than that, it gets a little risky. oddly enough, if you have your first child before 34, the later children will be fine. i think it must be the pregnancy hormones keeping the eggs happy for future pregnancies.

either way... that leaves me about 8 years till children. 3 years to a job. and sometimes before those 8 years, i need to get married, right?

and this all came about because while i was sitting at the airport, there was this really screamy, shrill kid that was having a breakdown. i mean... dude, scary. and all i could think of was "nnooooooooooo" and "i will never ever never ever have children" and "aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh".

after further thought, i realized.... it's because it feels like i won't have time for me, ever. i'm learning to live for myself, right? but i still spend a lot of time worrying about my family and relatives... and my 20s so far has been pretty rocky (you can ask me for details in person, if you want, but i don't feel like blogging about it just yet)....

to have my 20s be tough and then realize that i'll have to dedicate another 20+ years of my life to these incredible human beings, if i choose to have children... i don't know if i'll be ready for such an undertaking by my 30s.

hopefully... the next 8 years will be calmer and seem longer than my last 5. then i might recuperate enough to feel up to having children.

then again, i suppose there is hope for me yet. i did finally stop twitching over the "m" word. well... almost. at least i don't have violent seizures and the urge to pack up and run when it's mentioned around me anymore. to even think about it seriously as an option is a vast improvement.

book notes: i'm the one i want

i found magaret cho's i'm the one i want very difficult to read. difficult to read, but, in the end, worth it.

it's not because it was poorly written or uninteresting or anything like that... i just had a hard time reading through pain and painful memories. since she goes through a lot of her childhood and adult memories which were more painful than not... it was just a tough thing to get through because that kind of thing makes me depressed.

still... it was heartening to see her move on past those things and grab for herself some truths and grow more comfortable with herself and life.

p86
We must know who we are, so we can know what we want, so we don't end up wanting the wrong thing and get it and realize we don't want it, because by then it is too late. We are powerful enough that we can manifest anything into our lives. To use this power with great care and love is the secret to living a happy life.


p91
Ultimately, other people are amateurs compared to me in the horrible thin gs I can say about myself. I cannot even bear to list the things that fill my mind during these episodes of self-loathing. I think we all have our own messages, the tapes that play over and over in our minds, that weaken us, that desecrate the holiness of our lives, that come disguised as a way to motivate ourselves, when really they are all about self-sabotage.

I don't want to be weary anymore, I don't want to be my own worst enemy anymore. WHen I tell myself I am fat, that i have to work out, I've taken from myself the energy to go out and do it I feel hurt, bled of life force, and then I must work with that deficit. I give up before I am through because I feel defeated before I even begin.

Self-hatred doesn't accomplish anything. It destroys everything it touches, comments upon, attacks, judges. No great deity is going to come to you, in those great moments of self-loathing, and rub the dirt from you rosy hobo cheeks and say, "Chin up! It's not so bad!" I think that was what I was always hoping for, that GOd would try to prove me wrong; if I hurt myself enough, God would try to stop it. As ridiculous as that sounds, I find that even now after admitting it, it is very hard to let go of that notion.

But I will if you will. Let's not hate ourselves. We are all we have. We cannot change anything until we accept that. I cannot to this alone. I don't love myself enough to do it alone, but I can do it if we have a pact, if I am keeping up my end of the bargain.

I have been a long time perpetrator of hate crimes against myself, and I am turning myself in. I have had enough.


p108-109
My face was shaped like a heart, because through all of the injustices it endured, it still shined with love. Now I have finally learned how to love it back. The battle for self-esteem is a hard-won victory, because as human beings we tend to err on the side of self-loathing, but winning this war is the only way we can survive.


p126
I wanted so much to control what other people thought of me. One of the hardest lessons to learn was that it is not possible to do that. The problem was that i sought approval from others because I sought definition from others. I had virtually no opinion of myself that was not given to me by somebody else. I fought so hard to be loved because I did not know that it was possible to love myself.


p130-131
The most painful part of the backlash was a letter written to the editorial section of my newspaper at home. It had been submitted by a twelve-year-old Korean girl who wrote, "When I see Margaret Cho on television, I feel deep shame."

Why?! Why?! I realize now this was because they had never seen a Korean-American role model like me before.

I didn't play violin.

I didn't fuck Woody Allen.

I was just me, or actually, I wasn't even me, because All-American Girl was so far away from being me it was ridiculous. The first episode's story line had me doing stand-up comedy, and publicly embarrassing my family. At the end of the episode, I learn my lesson, and vow never to publicly embarrass my family again.

Quentin Tarantino, who I was dating at the time, called me up screaming, "They took away your voice! Don't let them do that! You fucking live to publicly embarrass your family!!!"

The backlash was not against me, but it felt like it. The show as not me, but I thought it was. I was not me, not by a long shot. The sudden fame, the criticism, the backlash, the diet, the schedule--it started to make me go insane.


p165-166
Just to be sure, I hid upstairs in my dressing room long after everyone had left. I saw Roman's expression when I was up there. It was just murderous. There was blood in his eyes. He must have been mad, because when things happen to women, we are supposed to remain silent. Our shame should make us want to act like nothing happened, maintain the decorum. I refuse to be silent, therefore I become some sort of criminal.

I think if we all told our stories and said out loud what has happened to us, to warn other women, to comfort those who have had the same things happen to them, to show that we are not alone, the world would suddenly become a bigger and better place.

People ask me sometimes if I ever go too far, if I ever reveal too much of myself and later regret it. I don't think it is possible to get too personal. We all have pain. We all have doubt and sadness and horrible things that have happened that shouldn't have, and when we cover them up and try to pretend that everything is okay, then our stories are forgotten, and our truths become lies.

how many sf books have i read?

just wanted to figure out how many of these quality books i've read. :)

Lists of Bests : Phobos Entertainment's

5. Starship Troopers - Robert Heinlein
34. Ender's Game - Orson Scott Card
51. 1984 - George Orwell
52. The Strange Case of Dr. Jeckyl and Mr. Hyde - Robert Louis Stevenson
84. Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
85. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams

6 books... i feel a little lame. :) i have more reading to do.

i think parakkum has read much more of this than i have.

Lists of Bests : The SF Book Club's "The Most Significant SF & Fantasy Books of the Last 50 Years (1953-2002)"

1. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien (well... half of, as of now, but cut me some slack)
16. The Colour of Magic - Terry Pratchett
22. Ender's Game - Orson Scott Card
26. Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone - JK Rowling
27. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
29. Interview with the Vampire - Anne Rice
46. Starship Troopers - Robert A. Heinlein

7 out of 50.... not bad. still... inspires more reading. :)

August 16, 2004

funny tombstone

i just liked kwc's remembrance of metamanda's hair.

it's too bad it's died back to natural colors. but at least we had a week where we both had colored hair. :)

she says she'll help me make mine a prettier, more obnoxiously bright color after i return from la. i look forward to it. :)

my eventful weekend

friday night: i love you, you're perfect, now change

saturday: mechwarrior tournament and sushi.

sunday: beach and then drunkeness (2 n's? 1?)

details to be found in the extended.

friday night: i love you, you're perfect, now change

was great. :) it was so funny. i liked our production of it too, the director was apparently the original one from when the musical was off-broadway. we had an understudy for one of the female parts, but i thought she was extremely entertaining. i actually thought that the understudy was the other person for a while.

it has an interesting set-up. it's a series of vignettes and situations, rather than a single plotline with lots of songs. and the vignettes showed all the neuroses that men and women face in this dance called love from singlehood to hooking up at funerals, but with a humorous and honest twist to it all. for days, me and parakkum have been quoting the songs/dialogue at each other.

i highly recommend this show. i believe it's playing in sf right now as well. so look it up. :)

now i'm curious if they have a recorded version of this somewhere. :)

saturday: mechwarrior tournament and sushi.

not at the same time. :)

parakkum had a preview release tournament for mechwarrior. while he played, i got a lot of reading done. i finished margaret cho's "i'm the one i want" and caught up on "the purpose driven life" (don't laugh. you know who i'm talking to. :)) and started on "managing anger."

i've been reading a lot of books on boundaries and stuff lately, inspired by having mine beaten on for a lot of summer. i love my family, they can be a little trying to be with sometimes.

i've been pondering putting up book notes/quotes. i don't think i can be as nearly thorough or thought-provoking as metamanda and kwc, but i might as well use this little bit of webspace as a collection of things i can look up when i need to.

yummy sushi from taka sushi in downtown (5th and market). uni is the food of the gods and amaebi takes a close second. i really must make my way to vancouver (for their fabulous sushi and uni) and alaska (for their king crab legs).

should i be worried that i'm planning trips based on food? :)

sunday: beach and then drunkeness (2 n's? 1?)

went to ocean beach and wrestled with the waves for about 2 hours. :) ocean beach is nice because the incline of the beach is slow and steady. torrance and redondo beach has a much steeper incline, which means you can't make it out far into the water.... or you can, you'll just be swimming a whole lot faster.

i haven't played in the water like that since....6th grade. i got caught in the undertow then and my cousin had to catch me before i said goodbye to the rest of the dry world (hence liking the slow inclines of ocean beach).

i finally wore my bikini (yay) but with a shirt and shorts. this turned out to be a good thing, because i ended up losing my underpants in my shorts, and i had to redo the ties. and i don't think my top would've survived without my shirt.

i like the swells a lot more than the waves. my highlight of the day was getting swept over 10 yards to the shore with a duo of waves that i mismanaged. :)

afterwards, we came home and washed off and then went out for italian food in the gaslamp district and came back with "the blair witch project" and "die, mommie, die" from blockbuster. i kept talking about unrelated stuff while we started blair witch and while i was drinking up most of the bottle of guwertstremeiner... needless to say, i didn't make it through that movie. parakkum patiently switched over to more batman episodes, that i once again slept through.

we're going to make another try for the movies tonight since i was so lame yesterday. :) then i'm off to la tomorrow to stay with my parents until sunday.... then back to san jo. busy busy. :)

August 13, 2004

on self-defense against rape

i meant to post about this earlier, but i haven't really felt like posting since my computer decided to break its spacebar.

a few years back, parakkum wrote about rape and how different attitudes of women affected the outcome of attempted rape.

a few weeks ago, he got an email from someone at ucmap asking him to update his paper to be printed in the UC Monograph.

i just thought i'd sum up a few things from the paper. he says if you want the actual paper ask him and he can give you the revised version of the paper.

the basic idea is that when faced with the danger of rape you do everything to stop it from happening (but not pleading! no pleading).

fighting back is ALWAYS better. read parakkum's comment too.

more in the extended.

now.... there are some people who would say that this is not good. that you don't want to excite the potential rapist into harming you any more than he plans to.

however, from parakkum's research and my own intuition on the matter.....

women who feared rape more than death and fought against the rapist would get out of being raped. there are actual numbers of such things in parakkum's papers.

but intiutively, this makes sense, right? most rapists are yutzes that are very afraid of something, so afraid that they need to take this out on women. after all, contrary to many people's beliefs, rape is an act of violence, not an act of lust/love/sex. it has more to do with power conflicts than it has to do with hormones.

so you have your loser rapist who already has mondo issues. you scare the shit out of him by yelling, hitting him, running away, making a ruckus. he actually stops and runs.

and if you're unfortunate enough to bump into the pathological psycho that is beyond any of this... you're screwed whether you tried or not. you can't reason with these people, they are out to screw you over.

so what do you have? you have the random schmo that will stop and run when he realizes that you are absolutely more together/stronger/braver/etc than he is and then you have the pathological psycho. your odds are better to yell/scream/hit/scratch/maim and run (50:50) rather than to clam up and hope for the best (failure rate of 93.5%).

pleading is worse than nothing (2% worse. making that a whopping 95.5%), because remember.... rape is about power. when you plead, you're giving them exactly what they want.

i just felt the need to write this because of something i read while reading margaret cho's book (which i'll blog more bout later). but i'm just so sick of violence against women and then having that shit turned around to blame the women and not the perpetrators.

if that's the case, i think every woman out there should to ready to beat the shit out of the sorry raping bastard's ass since there isn't much to lose anyway.

on turning 24...

i turned 24 a little less than a month ago now and things haven't really changed.

i don't feel that much older.

i don't feel that much wiser.

i kinda feel the same. i'm still working on my second bachelor's. my life gives me a lot of good things and a lot of hard things, but i'm know i'm still blessed and happy overall and lucky to have the life that i have and have met the people i've met.

extended again, folks.

i still have the feeling that i had to grow up really fast in college and that my age is only just catching up with it. if anything, growing older in numbers has allowed other people to start taking me more seriously, so gaining a year always feels more like a superficial change than anything else.

i've learned and still in the process of learning that while it's important to do the best i can with the things given to me, it is sometimes just as important to accept the fact that not everything is in my conrol and let things go.

same goes for realizing again and again that little things are really what makes up the big things in life. the little things matter. but... it's also just as important to not get so hung in the little things that you don't see the bigger picture. micromanaging sucks, you have to let go. roll with the blows and flow with the natural waves in life.

learning to relax.... isn't it the funniest thing that people just naturally assume that you'll know how to do this? people assume that this is the natural tendency for human beings... they put on convenient labels like laziness, procrastinating, bumming around, sloth, etc.... but this has been the hardest thing for me. no one's ever told me how to relax or when to relax or that it's ok to relax. see.... i'm used to working myself to the bone and doing the best that i can. it's been harder for me to acknowledge that i've done a good job and i deserve to just sit down and watch my favorite cartoons with some ice cream. that it's ok for me to want to spend an afternoon lazing about reading and listening to music.

i'd gotten so used to working on things at all times that i didn't even realize that i wasn't giving myself enough room to breathe, slow down and relax.

i've gotten a little better at it. this is a good thing. :)

that it's ok for me to be angry or unhappy. why is it that this is such a taboo thing? i don't see why everyone else is allowed to feel upset or unhappy about things but not me. i'm supposed to go around making sure that everyone's happy and ok, my sacrifices for the better good, etc.... well, i've been working on this for the last half-decade of my life... and well... it feels good to be angry. yeah... anger can be destructive and whatnot but anger also can give you the incentive to get out of a bad situation or call people when they're doing something harmful to someone else.

like everything... anger is a useful tool when used appropriately.

and i guess this is the crux of the lessons i've learned....

moderation is key. nothing is really all bad on its own or good on its own. the appropriate use of the skills, emotions, resources, etc before you what makes the difference.

helping others is good, but not when it's at the expense of yourself.
working hard is good, but not when you're breaking yourself down.
being a nice person may be important, but that doesn't mean you calmly ignore/condone other people acting like jackasses.
being a good christian doesn't mean you suddenly have to hate this world and everything on it and scorn the functions of your brain.

i could go on for a while.

but ultimately... learning to respond well to situations, being able to tell yourself that you're a good person and just enjoying life in general seems to be the key to being happy. and i guess, that what i've been trying to do.

and the number that gets associated with my age just doesn't seem to mean anything other than that. a number. :)

lemony snicket

is a genius.

and they're coming out with a movie. i got to see the preview/trailer for it at the comic con this year. i was worried that they were going to do it book by book like how harry potter was going... at which point the children will be something like 30 by the time they'll be done. instead... with the series of unfortunate events, they're going through several books in one movie.

i wonder what that will be like.

i finally caved and am going to put the suckers on my amazon wishlist. :) they're just great.

actually... i take that back. i'm going to be all anal and completist and wait till the suckers are all out and then i can get the super duper complete collection or something like that. :)

personality test backlog time

i've been remiss in posting personality tests. since there will be many, they will be in the extended entry.

1) who will kidnap you - courtesy of metamanda
(according to parakkum, he thinks i will do more damage/violence to my kidnapper than vice versa, especially this particular one)

2) better personality quiz - courtesy of metamanda

3) what biological molecule are you? - courtesty of metamanda

hmmm.... ok. i'm tired.

heh. all the quizzes are courtesty of metamanda. i find that funny. :)

who will kidnap you? by imsexyasfuxk
your name
your age
your sex
your birthday
who
whenDecember 24, 2034
will demand this much for your safe return$6,025,010
Quiz created with MemeGen!


2) better personality test

Wackiness: 56/100
Rationality: 44/100
Constructiveness: 74/100
Leadership: 62/100

You are a WECL--Wacky Emotional Constructive Leader. This makes you a people's advocate. You are passionate about your causes, with a good heart and good endeavors. Your personal fire is contagious, and others wish they could be as dedicated to their beliefs as you are.

Your dedication may cause you miss the boat on life's more slight and trivial activities. You will feel no loss when skipping some inane mixer, but it can be frustrating to others to whom such things are important. While you find it difficult to see other points of view, it may be useful to act as if you do, and play along once in a while.

In any event, you have buckets of charisma and a natural skill for making people open up. Your greatest asset is an ability to make progress while keeping the peace.

the quiz


3) what biological molecule are you?

Water
You are water. You're not really organic; you're
neither acidic nor basic, yet you're an acid
and a base at the same time. You're strong
willed and opinionated, but relaxed and ready
to flow. So while you often seem worthless,
without you, everything would just not work.
People should definitely drink more of you
every day.

why the blogging craze?

i don't usually blog a whole lot. i do blog in spurts.

right now, i'm hanging out with parakkum at his lab as he works on his dissertation.

now... i could continue reading margaret cho's "i'm the one i want," but i'm finding it a little painful to read.

basically... i'm procrsatinating.

yesterday: wild animal park. very cool. :) very beautiful. we had lunch in their "heart of africa" cafe. then a nap. then avp.

tonight: "i love you, you're perfect, now change" a musical. i first heard about this in high school. we'll see how cool it is. :)

in our spare time, we've been watching batman: first season on dvd. it was one part of my bday gift to parakkum. it's interesting to see the animation and voice-acting evolve. it makes me wonder if i should give the new animated batman series a shot, in hopes of it maturing over time.

having said that.... i really enjoyed teen titans from the very beginning. but then again, teen titans has pretty damn cool animation, fun characters and cool stories. :)

end a date cell phone service

cshell alread posted about this, but it was too funny. very bad. but very funny. i'm posting it here for the people that don't read all my pals' blogs.

Bad Date? Use Your Cell Excuse

there are some limitations to this service though. i mean, what about for people like me, where i don't have roommates? :)

i gots robopowers

i've had a lot of fun with this particular meme, but this one was so funny i thought i'd post. :)

at this point, i'm reduced to entering random colors and giggling madly. :)

What kind of villian would you be?
LJ Username  
Gender 
Favorite color 
Do you root for good, or for awesome? 
Your trusted second in command cataptromancer
Your arch nemesis, aka; parakkum
Evil appearance You're not wearing much... Oh. You're one of THOSE villians... *cough* Need I say more?
What you;ve done so far sleeping your way into power. At this rate, it will all be yours. whats left, you can just take.
Your evil powers/skills Dude, robopowers.
Chances of taking over/destroying world - 85%
This Quiz by tea_chan - Taken 20589 Times.
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cirton isn't even a color. :) *teehee*

i get awesome results though.

What kind of villian would you be?
LJ Username  
Gender 
Favorite color 
Do you root for good, or for awesome? 
Your trusted second in command __blackknight
Your arch nemesis, aka; parakkum
Evil appearance A horrid monster with spines shooting from your back and arms, you can barely be called human! Your appearance only brings more fear to the hearts of your enemies, for the fact that they may be devoured.
What you;ve done so far Nothing. Nothing at all. No one's heard of you, or even seen you. Surprise is one hell of a weapon.
Your evil powers/skills Weaponry expertise.
Chances of taking over/destroying world - 99%
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AVP

when picking up comics with parakkum, i started to complain to parakkum about how "didn't we already know who's going to win with the alien vs. predator since in predator 2 they have an alien skeleton in the ship?"

the guy from parakkum's comic book store overheard and gave us advance screening tickets to avp.

it was pretty cool. i don't do well with big, ugly monsters in general, so seeing them on the big screen was sort of mildly alarming. :)

i liked it.

my only complaint is how much time they took to prep. it's like preaching to the converted. but other than that, i found the movie pretty entertaining.

i can't say much without disclosing some stuff, so don't read the extended if you haven't seen it yet and want to.

i thought they made it pretty obvious who was going to live and who was going to die from the beginning.

they comfirm this by killing pretty much everybody except for the chick that you know is going to live, the guy you know is going to die, a predator that was way more badass than the sucky other two predators that were supposedly on the same team and a whole bunch of aliens.

this is before any of the action begins.

there was a lot of prep time. i kinda thought the prep time was too long. i liked the action bits more. part of this is because.... well... you spend a great deal of the movie knowing more than the characters in the movie. what kind of irony was this? i forget...

but yeah... half the movie you're just sitting there thinking.... "well, duh. you're going to die. you with the guns, you're going to die. yes, the translations say that because, well... you're going to die. because you're messing with this giant hunt and you have no idea that you're just the food for the real prey. and now that you've translated everything and explained everything so that the story can move on, you're all going to die."

i honestly thought they could've done more with the characters. there was a chick to packed a gun and when the main girl surviving character says that a gun is pretty much useless in the snow, the girl says.... "a gun is pretty a lot like a condom. you don't know if you're going to use it but you don't want to be caught without one when you need one."

i thought she was going to do more than just be an alien farm.

but for the half that was actually entertaining, i liked it. i really appreciate the bad-assy stuff, right? so i liked the third predator who casually lops things off and goes back to his business. i like the almost comical relationship that forms between him and the survivalist woman. i kinda thought that they could've prolonged the action and rid us of some of the prep stuff, but that much just be my innate desire for violence that has nothing to do with real life. :)

but really... more violence, delayed bombing to end the "hunting trip gone bad." i mean... they gave the aliens such an advantage from the beginning that they had no choice to except to call the whole thing off. i thought it would've been much more interesting to actually have an equal playing field. the only time you really get that in the movie is when the aliens approach the predator one at a time. i could've used more one on one action.

still...i liked the movie. i would've paid money for it. :) (money is an actual deterrant to why i hesitate to watch movies... i mean.... some dvds are cheaper than movie tickets right now)

i might even watch it again. :) if it's with the right crowd, of course.

congrats to parakkum (and then some life stuff)

congratulations to parakkum, who did great on his defense on wednesday. now his exam portion of the defense is over and he just needs to finish making changes/revisions suggested by the members of his committee on his dissertation.

on wednesday.... we were so tired that we basically fell asleep when we got home after dropping by the comic shop. woke up hungry around 1230am. ate. went back to sleep. :)

hmmm.... this might get long (i don't know what kind of writing mood i'm in right now) so i will move on to the extended section.

(editorial note: i started waxing philosophical after rambling around about other things. sorry. :))

my new keyboard arrived yesterday, but i haven't installed it yet due to laziness. laziness seems to be a problem for me right now, though i keep telling myself i deserve it. this summer hasn't really been the relaxing summer i needed it to be. in two weeks, i'll be in school again.

i'm excited that the new semester is starting and that i will meet my classmates again and finally start learning to draw more. at the same time, i'm a little nervous about it all. i didn't get to draw as much as i was planning to this summer, and i feel like i spent a lot of it (again) wrestling with my own demons.

i also feel nervous because i feel like this is it: i'm going into animation/illustration now or i need to apply to med school. now.... left to my own devices, i would just go to animation/illustration. i have a feeling that i will really enjoy just doing these kind of things, talking to the people i talk to and just pondering those kind of things. i find myself frequently off in my own little world and at ease in placing myself in other people's.

but that's when i feel like life knocks me upside the head. it makes me worry about things i never worried about before.... like prestige, money, money enough to eat, etc.

then fear enters into play and then i feel like i should run off and go into med school like i spent most of my life planning to.

then i get all huffy about it because no way i'm going to just chicken out and run off into my life safety zone, right?

so i curl up into a little ball and twitch. :)

i spend a lot of my time not thinking about med school. it's only when i have to talk to my family. it's a funny thing.... i never realize how much they were pushing me towards med school until i stopped going towards it. because until i decided i didn't want to do it anymore, it was something i wanted, right? it's a "duh" kind of thing, i know. but really, doesn't really feel like pressure until you don't want to do it anymore and then everyone in your family wants to talk to about your future and the mistakes you might be making.

that life isn't just about what you want to do.

that when you're young, you don't realize how much prestige and money will matter to you.

that you don't start comparing yourself to your friends and think about relative levels of success until later.

youth allows you to think that anything is possible.

guess what. i already know that life is more than just getting your kicks every day. and actually, i'm well aware of what it will feel like to be scoffed for my choices, i already get that. i already see some of my friends in great positions in life and others not. i'm already afraid of what could go wrong, i'm just not afraid of hoping and striving for more than that.

and a part of me thinks.... aren't these "delusions" exactly what you need to go for something you care for? it seems to me a lot of being "older" and "mature" has to do with how willing you are to compromise "what you want" with "what makes sense." that you have face "reality" and "grow up."

but how does it make sense to live life just doing what you're supposed to do when you have no clue when you'll die or when you'll get the chance to actualize your dreams? if you're not in a mental position where you can grasp your dreams when given the opportunity, aren't you just damning yourself to a life of compromise?

life is too short of compromise. 80-90 years, if you're blessed enough to live that long, isn't that long of a time.

i don't want to live life just doing what i'm supposed to do, dedicating my life to serve other people as everything i consider to be me dies slowly inside.

i don't see what else is a greatest waste of a life than that.

anyone can be a drone, but only i can be me.

August 06, 2004

registering to vote

apparently, the second time i registered with this address worked.... i keep getting junk mail from kerry et al, asking me for money.

August 03, 2004

my summer

doesn't seem to get less busier. after spending about 5 weeks away from my place, i find myself leaving again for another 2 weeks.

from 8/10-8/22, i'll be out of town yet again. first to san diego for parakkum's thesis defense and then to la to visit my parents before school starts on the 25th.

so another summer break blazes by before i realize what i've been up to. :)

at least i'll get another haircut (hopefully one that isn't as boring as my current one) and get my ass off depo so that i can get back down to my normal weight again.

August 01, 2004

personality tests


You're Watership Down!
by Richard Adams
Though many think of you as a bit young, even childish, you're actually incredibly deep and complex. You show people the need to rethink their assumptions, and confront them on everything from how they think to where they build their houses. You might be one of the greatest people of all time. You'd be recognized as such if you weren't always talking about talking rabbits.
Take the Book Quiz at the Blue Pyramid.


You're Brazil!
You're athletic, charming, and probably a good dancer.  Unfortunatley, you don't really mind chopping down the rain forest, and you probably consider homeless people expendable in certain circumstances.  Of course, your personality is so diverse that it's hard to track down exactly what you're like.  You definitely like Pele, the World Cup, and shouting "gooooal" at the top of your lungs.
Take the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid

if i take the other path one of the questions:



You're Turkey!

You have a good deal of history behind you, both good and
bad, but through it all, you've become a leader among your friends.  You
have an uncanny ability to make friends with people who hate each other, though
sometimes you just hate them instead.  Surprisingly fickle, you keep a
good balance in your life between religion and humanism, but most people think
you're fanatical anyway.  You're Istanbul, you're
Constantinople.

Take
the Country Quiz at the href="http://bluepyramid.org">Blue Pyramid

i don't get my results to the state quiz:




You're South Dakota!

You have a particular talent for drugs, and may even have been an
apothecary in a past life. Nowadays, of course, the big pharmaceutical companies have
sullied the reputation of your beloved profession, but you still yearn for the walls of
the old soda fountain. Beware of roadside bandits when traversing uneven freeways. Above
all else, remember that your hard-headedness will get you through.



Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.

so i took it again. and i still remained confused:




You're Louisiana!

You were born on the bayou, and have never seen a good reason to leave.
Of course, you might also just be stuck in the mud of the marshy swamp, grasping for
nearby vines. You like the night life, baby, and can definitely let it all hang out.
You also have some traditional influences, most of them French, but you tend to discard
these for the sake of fun. No one enjoys Tuesdays more than you. Walk softly, and carry
a red stick.



Take the State Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.