Remember that math formula you never thought you were going to use ever again? Welcome to Biology Lab - a place where useless information reigns supreme! I swear, this class is being taught by a TA who doesn't even know how the formulas work. How am I supposed to learn how to complete the lab assignments when there's a moron at the front of the room? She didn't even give me a straight answer when I asked her if the radius was really just 1/2 of the diameter... C'mon people, we're in college, not working at a McDonald's drive-thru >:(
On the upside, my viola playing ability is returning after my long hiatus of not playing viola, and my Bach sounds fan-fucking-tastic! I'm really surprised how quickly I regained my basic playing skills. I'm excited about tomorrow's audition, and I'm going to play the hell out of it ;) I also have a secret weapon, but I can't tell you what it is because... well... it's a secret :P Everyone wish me luck and I'll tell you how things went tomorrow! :)
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
PSY 352 - Motivation
This is the most amazing class ever! It's like group therapy for all 130 of us. This class was so packed that more than 40 people stood throughout the entire lecture because they wanted to add the class. It seems very challenging! We have a 2,500 word essay due in 2 weeks, based on an entire textbook. Yes, that's right! We have to read an entire textbook and write a paper in under 2 weeks! Guess what I'll be doing these next couple weeks? ;)
During the class, he gave a presentation on bettering ourselves by bettering our outlook on life - changing "I can't, I won't" into "I can, I will". So much of what he said applied to me - fear of success, fear of failure, self-sabatoge, etc. It was like a self-esteem workshop! I got so emotional because everything he was saying was totally applicable to me. I feel that this class is going to be very good for me simply because I'll learn a lot just to better my own life.
Interestingly enough, I got home and one of my friends was bummed out. So, I used some of what I learned in the class to try and help cheer him up :) Looks like this class DOES affect lives! Even though I know it's going to be tough, I hope I can... wait... I KNOW I can succeed :)
During the class, he gave a presentation on bettering ourselves by bettering our outlook on life - changing "I can't, I won't" into "I can, I will". So much of what he said applied to me - fear of success, fear of failure, self-sabatoge, etc. It was like a self-esteem workshop! I got so emotional because everything he was saying was totally applicable to me. I feel that this class is going to be very good for me simply because I'll learn a lot just to better my own life.
Interestingly enough, I got home and one of my friends was bummed out. So, I used some of what I learned in the class to try and help cheer him up :) Looks like this class DOES affect lives! Even though I know it's going to be tough, I hope I can... wait... I KNOW I can succeed :)
Monday, August 23, 2004
First day of school!
Today was my first day of school. I only had one class - history of chamber music. The rest of the time, I bought my textbook for the class and practiced viola for a couple hours. I decided to audition for the honors string quartet on Thursday. Even if I don't win the audition, it's good audition experience for me and will give me a short-term goal to work toward, even if I can't play viola at "full power" yet.
It was nice being able to socialize with people again. I get so bored when I'm alone. This summer was torture for me, seeing as all I did was sit around waiting for surgery and then sitting around healing after surgery. Everyone noticed I had larger breasts today. I don't mind this so much, except for the fact that people shouldn't be looking at other people's breasts so much haha ;)
I'm always amazed at how much I save each time I go grocery shopping! Today, I bought $56 worth of groceries for only $34 :) A savings of 40% off the total bill! I usually get between 35-50% off my total bill whenever I go grocery shopping. It's weird how I'm so proud of my shopping skills :P I really feel that I can raise a family off of a stretched dollar!
It was nice being able to socialize with people again. I get so bored when I'm alone. This summer was torture for me, seeing as all I did was sit around waiting for surgery and then sitting around healing after surgery. Everyone noticed I had larger breasts today. I don't mind this so much, except for the fact that people shouldn't be looking at other people's breasts so much haha ;)
I'm always amazed at how much I save each time I go grocery shopping! Today, I bought $56 worth of groceries for only $34 :) A savings of 40% off the total bill! I usually get between 35-50% off my total bill whenever I go grocery shopping. It's weird how I'm so proud of my shopping skills :P I really feel that I can raise a family off of a stretched dollar!
Sunday, August 22, 2004
Yay! School!
I am sooooo excited that the semester is about to begin! I have a lot of work cut out for me (mostly upper division classes), but I'm just excited to be back in the classroom. After a summer of sitting around and healing from surgery, something to occupy my time and brain is a welcome change. I'm excited to complete my preliminary stage of healing and get back to playing viola ASAP.
This semester, I'm taking third world cultures (to broaden my perspective of the world), motivation (to become a better teacher and understand what motivates people to do what they do), biology (blegh... I hate science but must appease the graduation requirement gods), and some other courses in music.
This will be a nice time to just relax again and enjoy learning about different subjects across the board. Since I asked to be seated last chair in the orchestra, I'll have less pressure and responsibility. Also, since orchestra is the only group I'll be performing with, I'll have more time to practice and work up my chops to a higher level. I've never just done the bare bones for music (usually I have chamber music and other ensembles to worry about). This will give me lots of time to pursue other things. Hmnn... maybe I'll join the viola da gamba ensemble for fun ;)
This semester, I'm taking third world cultures (to broaden my perspective of the world), motivation (to become a better teacher and understand what motivates people to do what they do), biology (blegh... I hate science but must appease the graduation requirement gods), and some other courses in music.
This will be a nice time to just relax again and enjoy learning about different subjects across the board. Since I asked to be seated last chair in the orchestra, I'll have less pressure and responsibility. Also, since orchestra is the only group I'll be performing with, I'll have more time to practice and work up my chops to a higher level. I've never just done the bare bones for music (usually I have chamber music and other ensembles to worry about). This will give me lots of time to pursue other things. Hmnn... maybe I'll join the viola da gamba ensemble for fun ;)
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Mommy and Me
If there's anything my mother's relationships have taught me, it's this: Sometimes, things just don't work out, no matter how badly you want them to. Sometimes, it's better to be alone than stay with someone who hurts you, intentionally or not. My mother is like me; we want to make things work, even at the cost of ourselves. We're optimistic and hope for the best, even if the situation ultimately seems hopeless. We're not afraid of hard work, but know what we're not willing to take.
You see, I see all my strengths and weaknesses in my mother. I see the way she gives and gives and once she gets burned, she still insists on touching the stove. I see the way she stands up for what she believes is right. I see how clever she is. I see how critical she can be. My mother is 39 years older than me, but we are the same. All the things she is, is me.
But my mommy is wiser than me, for she has 39 years of experiences that I don't have. I am young, naive, and foolish of heart in her eyes. In me, she sees herself, the mistakes she made when she was young and the very best things about her. She sees how hard I try, how deeply I love, and how hard I fall. She sees her fiery, yet calculated disposition that burns inside of me. She understands my reaching for the stars while sleeping in the sewers. I am 39 years younger than my mother, but we are the same. All the things I am, is her.
Our 39-year age difference serves only as a mirror between the future and the past. My mommy and I share so much of the same things: sorrow, life's small joys, will, shrewdness... If I could look through the mirror and advise my mother, I would tell her to not let people hurt her, even if love makes her weak. I would say: Be stronger than your circumstances and you'll always succeed. Know you are compassionate. Know you are worth more than you know. Don't be a martyr. It is these same things that she would say to me, through the mirror. But really, when we talk, all we see is our reflections looking back at us.
You see, I see all my strengths and weaknesses in my mother. I see the way she gives and gives and once she gets burned, she still insists on touching the stove. I see the way she stands up for what she believes is right. I see how clever she is. I see how critical she can be. My mother is 39 years older than me, but we are the same. All the things she is, is me.
But my mommy is wiser than me, for she has 39 years of experiences that I don't have. I am young, naive, and foolish of heart in her eyes. In me, she sees herself, the mistakes she made when she was young and the very best things about her. She sees how hard I try, how deeply I love, and how hard I fall. She sees her fiery, yet calculated disposition that burns inside of me. She understands my reaching for the stars while sleeping in the sewers. I am 39 years younger than my mother, but we are the same. All the things I am, is her.
Our 39-year age difference serves only as a mirror between the future and the past. My mommy and I share so much of the same things: sorrow, life's small joys, will, shrewdness... If I could look through the mirror and advise my mother, I would tell her to not let people hurt her, even if love makes her weak. I would say: Be stronger than your circumstances and you'll always succeed. Know you are compassionate. Know you are worth more than you know. Don't be a martyr. It is these same things that she would say to me, through the mirror. But really, when we talk, all we see is our reflections looking back at us.
Monday, August 16, 2004
Worst Day!
So my massage therapist friend introduces me to another massage therapist and he offers to give me a 2 hour massage at his Beverly Hills office for free (keep in mind these massages go $260 for a 2 hour massage) So, I wake up early (unheard of), get ready (yay! I look cute), and get ready to make my trafficky, 45 minute journey to Beverly Hills (yuck, I hate driving).
I arrive there and he moves my 10AM time to noon. Once I get on the table, he hurts me and it's not very relaxing. So much for that really good massage! Afterwards, he says "looks like you owe me lunch". So, we get in my car and start our retarded escapade to find a restaurant that is vegan and rated an "A". One hour later, I'm just like, "Ok, that's it! We're eating at that Subway!" Before we spent an hour wasting my gas and driving around which gave me back all my back pain in the first place, I was going to order a vegan entree and make him feel comfortable. Now, I just wanted to throw the meat in his face! I was so angry because he thought he was so kewl and he really wasn't. It was the worst!
At the end, he asked me if this was going to be the last time he saw me, and I replied with, "Oh, don't think that" because I felt bad for him. I mean, I couldn't imagine anyone tolerating this guy as a friend, and I started to sympathize with his situation. Either way, I still don't think I'd hang out with him again. This shows me two things: #1 - I'm so glad I have friends that I get along with and #2 - be wary of free services.
I arrive there and he moves my 10AM time to noon. Once I get on the table, he hurts me and it's not very relaxing. So much for that really good massage! Afterwards, he says "looks like you owe me lunch". So, we get in my car and start our retarded escapade to find a restaurant that is vegan and rated an "A". One hour later, I'm just like, "Ok, that's it! We're eating at that Subway!" Before we spent an hour wasting my gas and driving around which gave me back all my back pain in the first place, I was going to order a vegan entree and make him feel comfortable. Now, I just wanted to throw the meat in his face! I was so angry because he thought he was so kewl and he really wasn't. It was the worst!
At the end, he asked me if this was going to be the last time he saw me, and I replied with, "Oh, don't think that" because I felt bad for him. I mean, I couldn't imagine anyone tolerating this guy as a friend, and I started to sympathize with his situation. Either way, I still don't think I'd hang out with him again. This shows me two things: #1 - I'm so glad I have friends that I get along with and #2 - be wary of free services.
Sunday, August 8, 2004
One day...
One day, I want to have a kitten named Toasty. If Chris gets it for me, it'll have to be one of those hairless cats because he's allergic to cat hair. So, if we get a black Abyssinian, can we call it Burnt instead? :P
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