discoveries of the past few days…
So many people I know have such interesting stories about their love lives, from the charmed romance to the heartbreaking disaster. I was thinking how fun it’d be to do a little collection of short stories documenting short and sweet vignettes offering insight into the modern college student’s experiences in love. now, how’d i’d write it and pull it off is another thing. it’s time to work dem writing chops!
.. and speaking of writing chops. what happened to mine?? at one time, I was sort of decent at doing this “english” stuff. ok, I’m going to brag here, since it sort of came up over the weekend, and I hadn’t thought about it for quite a while. this miss pearl whose blog you are reading now was, despite her crappy high school gpa (hahaha) was quite the test taker. I got a 1430 on my SAT, which I took 4 times trying to break 1500. I probably should have studied a bit, although the time I didn’t study, the test was easy enough for me to nap after finishing my verbal sections early — and for me to get a perfect 800! the only catch was that I got a 620 on math (ouch!). I got a 790 on my SAT II writing, after getting a 590 the first time. (yay!). AP testwise, I got a 5 on my English Language and a 4 on English Lit (I slept a little bit too much during the test on this one. heh). I napped during *all* my important tests. and while I didn’t too fantastic, I did decently well.
so the big question is: what happened? see? test scores are clearly not everything, as proved by ME. it gives me a little bit of consolation in how smart I supposedly am, but it doesn’t really make me feel any better. i’ve been on dead brain mode for the past couple of years and have been struggling to get back in the swing of things. I miss my brainy environment at home. how did I get so ditzy?! oh yeah.. that’s right, I started majorly slacking. -sheepish-
.. which is exactly what I’m doing now, isn’t it? heh. ok, I guess it’s time to get back to work.
a few pearls of wisdom from a new friend…
paraphrased from my very faulty memory.. but this is what i got out of it:
it’s easy to forget a thing’s uniqueness after a while. you take for granted those qualities that make it lovely and good. and the thing’s uniqueness that’s easiest to forget is often your own, because, well, you live with yourself, you spend the most time with yourself. but you take for granted those very things that make you special, and it sometimes takes an outside person to say “hey” and remind you.
the goal of our time here is to maximize one’s own identity, because after all, there’s only one you out there, and it’s your job to be the best you you can be. so make the most of what makes you unique, make the most of what you can bring to the world, because no one else can do it the way you do. and once you get to that point where you can make the most of yourself, then you’re in this place where you’re at peace with yourself, you realize what you can do, and who you are and what matters and what doesn’t in this world… it’s a beautiful thing.
another quizzie!
Red: 5/100 Blue: 11/100 White: 9/100 Yellow: 20/100
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by Dano
thank you for a wonderful birthday!
to those of you who came by to help me celebrate my birthday on friday, thanks. =) it was wonderful seeing so many of you come out! it felt like a joyous reunion, not just for me, but for everyone else who got to see people they also don’t often get to see. seeing you again reminded me that i am so so so incredibly lucky to have such wonderful people in my life, that I have such good and loving friends, and that i am, for whatever reasons, someone you care about. a huuuuuuuuge hug to the folk who made it and those who sent along well wishes! i love you all.
whoohoo!!
so trashed.
I’ve never been so trashed in my LIFE.
18 shots of soju. 2 of them as soju bombs. in two hours. boy did I have a lot to drink! but boy was i having a good time! brian won has kindly documented the evening’s festivities and shared them with the world. 0_o. It’s kind of embarassing, but i guess i permit you to have a couple of laughs at my expense. -smile- feel free to message me and poke fun at me. i’d at least like to know who’s looking at them! YEEESH!
morning after was no good. woke up at 7am with a terrible hangover. I took a glass of water and went to bed, and woke up around 2 or 3 feeling much much better.
more reading for you!
required reading
ok, so this isn’t exactly REQUIRED, but I found it to be interesting/noteworthy.
E! Online News – ‘Toon Titan Chuck Jones Dies
=( tis a sad day.
scary but true: Girls Just Want to Be Mean | New York Times Magazine
and this one’s just hilarious: Man Stabbed with Swordfish in Fight
retardedness…? Weekend update!
I figured since I already started this line of of thought, I may as well add another one on there.
there’s a question mark after this one because i’m still not quite sure whether it truly qualifies as retardedness or not. I guess i can let you in on deciding this as well. in a nutshell, one of my good friends from back in high school went with a few of his stanford buddies to salt lake city for the olympic games. I, given a few hours to decide and mull over it, decided against going with them for the following reasons:
– paid for my FLIGHT home to the bay area
– would have to DRIVE 12 hours to slc.
– already really tired from the previous week. =(
all of these added up to an unhappy combination, so I turned down the offer. but I’m talking to garry and seeing some of his pictures.. and man, that olympic nostalgia comes back! you remember how amazing it is to just BE at the olympics, with all these people from all over the world in once place, all just there to enjoy “a good day at the races.” it is a completely amazing thing, and seeing his pictures/reading his descriptions just brings a flood of memories back.
so I missed spending the weekend in salt lake city, and instead spent it with my family (whom, for the record! I love and adore). We ate. We went out. We ate some more. We hung out at home and read newspapers/watched the olympics. we did the general spending time with each other.type thing… and I appreciated it so much because I feel like I don’t get to see my parents at all. it’s nice to come home and be the daughter every oncein a while. =) it’s nice to feel loved.
lesson learned: LOVE AND APPRECIATE YOUR PARENTS!!!