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Sunday, 06 September 2009
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Did you get into and attend your first choice college?
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Yeah... pretty much. I mean... I didn't really have a first choice to begin with, but I was pretty darn happy when I got this one particular acceptance letter.
Thursday, 03 September 2009
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Summer Vacation
I have to admit, I was pretty stoked I had 3 weeks off of school before having to move back into dorm-land.
Many of you many already know that the San Gabriel Mountains aka Los Angeles Forests are on fire... or perhaps burnt down. So... I come home from school after 9 weeks of grueling summer school to sit around at home, blogging, status-updating about the BAD AIR QUALITY.
Not only do I get to come home during the hottest part of SoCal summer, I get to come home to heat, humidity, and my favorite mountain trail burnt down AGAIN.
So... if you're that jackass who decided it'd be fun to start a barbecue or whatever "dumbass" fire trick in the woods... I hope you can get the image of Bambi burning to death in your head - and I hope you never forget it!
Tuesday, 07 April 2009
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What are your plans for spring break?
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That's a stupid question.
1) some people already had spring break.
2) some people dont get a spring break.
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Thursday, 12 March 2009
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I've banned myself from Facebook (at least until finals are over)
At the beginning of dead week, I made a decision to ban myself from Facebook - the motherload of all college procrastination.
I had my roommate change my password... and since then, I've only gone on once to post up my old chemistry book for sale. I have to say... I never realized how addicted I was to the social devise.
On average... I think I at least spend an our to two ours on Facebook daily... and it really adds up. It didn't solve my problem... as you can see, I am on Xanga writing my 10 minutes blogs during study breaks.
I miss all the fun things I'd do on Facebook.
a. I'd upload drawings and pictures of miscellaneous objects and tag them as my friends.
b. I'd browse through the bumper sticker collection trying to find something fun to send to a friend.
c. I'd be Facebook stalking people.
You know you do it! Don't lie. I mean there has to be someone you were like... is he/she single? What has so and so been up to lately? Hm... OMG! They broke up? NO WAY! It gives me a dose of that high school drama that I miss so much... and some of you miss it too...
Aside from that, you can always browse through people's pictures and be like.... mmm mmm mmm, you have been up to NO good. Shame!
d. I Facebook chat, I wall post...
BTW. There's something I'd like to note about Facebook chat, but it will have to wait for another time, because I can only type so much in 10 minutes.
e. I like feeling involved in peoples lives! It gives you a chance to feel... a little bit special... (and in some cases a little bit less special that that other person who has a 1000 friends. "WTF?!! 1027?!")
Well... I'm out of time...
My point is... with the World Wide Web so easily accessible, it's truly impossible to think that changing one password would do me in. I must learn a new form of self control...
OH NO... FINALS?!!! FML! -
I'm a college student... and it sucks.
I'm taking a ten minute break from my studies to just... unwind.
I thought college would be fun. When I was a senior in high school, the prospects of moving into a dormitory with hundreds of people my own age and level of intelligence thrilled me.
I partied; I socialized; I've made great friends. But there are some things I just have to rant about.
1. It's utterly ridiculous to put pressure on oneself to figure out what they want to do with their lives in the span of a year... or two. I mean... look at it this way... at UCLA, each freshmen is required 2/3 writing course, a year of math, a year of foreign language, 3 humanities analysis courses, 3 courses in sociology/history, a fine arts course. It kind of sounds like high school. Added to this, if you entered on the same track that I did, you were probably on the premed or prerequisites track to applying for some obscene major with 17 prerequisites... so in between getting used to college... maybe finding a job... looking for extracurriculars... living in a building full of teenagers who never sleep... and... well... STUDYING... it's ridiculous.
2. I'm sure a lot of us are in the same boat. I'm pretty much a broke college student. Life is meagre. I mean... I do have money in my bank account, but that's going to books... and my next housing payment. Not to mention... in this day and age, it is nearly impossible to find a job with whatever major you have. College students now are coming out of college into a jobless job market with student loans to pay back. What do we have to look forward to? GO BACK TO SCHOOL. Get more in debt over tuition and hope the economy and job market improves.
3. To be honest, I'm only writing this because studying for finals and catching up after being sick for 2 weeks (1 week of really bad rhinopharyngitis, 1 week of influenza)... I've basically been sleeping 3 hours a night... With all this productivity... I'm nowhere.
4. The assumption that college students just party and sleep all day is untrue. I mean... if you're going for the image of the student who is on academic probation and is already taking the notoriously easiest classes on campus... yeah... but I the average student actually studies all night. Reads like a maniac, and does practice problems in hopes to outdo that "other" kid. Darn you bell curves!!!
Okay... my ten minutes are up. I'm sure I haven't written anything profound... In retrospect, a lot of what I just wrote was hogwash. In college, your favorite memories are the ones where you party like a rockstar. At least that's what I will remember twenty years down the line.
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