Curses!

So I was on my way to class this morning and I was thinking about something and I thought to myself, "I have to blog about this!" but then class started. 4 hours later after class and a midterm, I remembered there was something I wanted to write about but I couldn't remember what it was. Sad day.

Actually, not so sad. I'm very proud of myself today. Last night, I decided I'm going to start getting ready for bed at 9:30 and read from 10 to 11 and go to sleep. I also decided I'm going to start waking up at 7:30 and exercise for 30 minutes every morning, and I did, but that's not why I'm so proud of myself. Last night, when I set my alarm on my phone, I forgot to put AM and left it on PM so the alarm didn't go off. BUT! I woke up at 7:30 anyways and it was fantastic! I had to force myself to get out of bed a bit but I exercised and had a real breakfast while watching the news. It was awesome.

Fart, Brain

The last two posts were brain farts. I don't know what I was thinking but I've snapped out of it. I've been really thinking things over and I've decided I shouldn't care about how people see me, which is something I've been having trouble with. I'm going to start being myself and, if you don't like me, tough cookies.

So, anyways, I've been reading a bunch of blogs nominated for the Weblog Awards and, let me tell you, I have never had so much fun online in my life. My favorite is dooce whom I've been reading for a couple years now, and I'll definitely be voting for her. Some new blogs I've come across are 101 Cookbooks and Freshly Squeezed! and I'm still looking at the nominees.

Reading all these blogs have made me wanting a nice blog of my own. A blog of my own design, not of Blogger's templates. Sadly, though, I'm not very good at html coding or web design. Maybe, I should go to Barnes & Noble to buy a Web Design for Dummies book or something. Speaking of Barnes & Noble and books, I need to start reading more. I have three books right now, two of which I've started, that I should get through before getting more books. I just don't seem to have time to read these days. With my studies, work, and procrastination (haha which actually takes up more time that the other two combined), there's hardly any time left in the day!

I'm going back to reading blogs instead of studying!

Starting The Incredibles at midnight the night before school is not a good idea.

On The Incredibles, Bob said that people keep coming up new ways to celebrate mediocrity. How sad is it that it's true?

I think I'd better start studying more seriously. I keep trying to think of ways to study later.

It's funny that people just exude their personalities. When someone enters a room, depending on which person it is, the atmosphere just changes. Some people share their optimism and others just exude their negative energy.

Switcharoo

So, I haven't been blogging lately... I've been asking myself what the point of the this blog is and I haven't come up with a convincing answer yet. So, here's what I'm thinking now: From now on, I'm just going to post my random thoughts and not what happened that day.

Office Space is a great movie. It's kind of like the solution to my life. Not in the steal money from a corporation way. In the "screw you!" kind of way.

Why do people sing the Happy Birthday song like they're at a funeral, all slow and stuff. We need to up the tempo and pitch a bit.

California is amazing. Being cold sucks. A lot. It's so annoying having to keep on taking layers on and off every time you enter or leave a building. If you're wearing certain jackets, when you pull them off, static builds up, making you a danger to yourself and others.

Note to self:

If not within range of fists or feet, cuss out.

Let's all go green

*Gosh dang it, it's doing it again. The thing where the lines don't show up between the paragraphs.*

It didn't snow today, thank goodness, but it was still cold. Today, I went to my EC EN 493R class for the first time. It's a new student seminar for the electrical and computer engineering program. We were talking about big developments in the past decades. In the 70's, the big thing was getting someone on the moon. In the 80's, it was the development of the computer, in the 90's it was the internet. This decade, the big thing are portable devices like cell phones and mp3 players.

Then, the question of what the next big thing might be came up. Nearly everyone suggested that robotics and integration would be it, integration meaning less work for us and more automated functions. Surprisingly, no one mentioned clean energy. Apparently, no one in my class really listened to Al Gore.

In my opinion, the next wave is going to be all about green energy. If I remember correctly, Honda has already come out with a hydrogen car. As these kinds of cars get cheaper, people are going to choose them over the cars we have now, and there are government incentives like the all-access thing for hybrids. I think it's just a smart business move to start going green and our country is big on business. Let's all start investing in green research.

Plus, people like to believe they're doing something that matters so if they are given a choice where the green alternative doesn't cost much more, guess which one they'll choose? For example, my mom's dry cleaning business has gone completely green and gets more business than any other dry cleaners despite the fact that my mom's place is more expensive.

I'm getting tired. I'm not very happy with my writing for this post but I'm tired and half my brain is trying to watch Law & Order.

No lyrics tonight. Good night.

Like Spam

That right there is refried beans straight from the can. We used it to make bean and cheese burritos for dinner tonight. Turned out pretty good, actually.

Today, Tyler, Stopher, and I spent 3 hours spending grocery shopping, two at Costco and one at Macey's. We bought enough food for breakfast that should last us at least half a semester. We wrapped half the muffins in aluminum foil and froze them as well as the bagels and loaves of bread.

Not much happened so short post today.

And we feel like rain, when the words all sound the same, in the lifeless corners of this empty frame.

Though we feel let down by the same old autumn breathing, winter's curse is just around the bend.

With our hands all tied to the blades of their design, we are armed and ready to commit this crime.

Crazy...

Today was the first day of classes for the winter semester. I went to 4 of my classes and I can already tell I'm in for a tough semester. The problem classes are calculus, physics, and computer systems. Calculus is just annoying, physics is just hard, and computer systems is not the class I thought it'd be. My religion classes aren't that bad but require lots of reading. At least, I have one easy class, which I really don't this counts as a class seeing as how it's half a credit and is more of an informational class about careers in electrical and computer engineering.

Is it just me, or, on the first day of classes, does anyone else get scared that they're in the wrong classroom? For all 4 of my classes today, I was glancing around hoping to see if anyone had their textbook out or for any other signs that might tell me whether I was in the right class or not. I was really nervous before every class just praying that I wouldn't have to get up and leave in front of over a hundred students when the professor said the class' name.

It's terrible. I think it's called paranoia. Or crazy.

Lot of knots, lot of snags, lots of holes, lots of cracks, lots of crags. Lot of nagging old hags, lot of fools, lot of fool scumbags.

Oh, it's such a drag. What a chore. Oh, you're wounds are full of salt. Everything's a stress, and what's more. Well, it's all somebody's fault.

Get, get, get over it!

An adventure, at the very least

**I can't seem to add lines nor any indentaion in between the paragraphs so please bear with me while I attempt to figure out why it's doing that.**

So, on December 31, which was a Monday, I took a Greyhound bus back home to Los Angeles. I impulsively bought a ticket, and it was a big mistake. My parents were glad to see me but it was not very fun for me. I was supposed to board the bus on Monday night at 7:30 but I ended up waiting until 9:30 because the bus was late. Then, at Las Vegas, I was supposed to transfer buses at 1:35 Tuesday morning but since the bus was late to Provo, we got to Las Vegas at 3:00 in the morning and missed the bus. They didn't have any sort of compensation for us for a mistake that they made. We all had to wait until 6:45 that morning for the next bus which completely sucked.

Las Vegas is an interesting place. Time went by quickly enough. As I was sitting at the bus station for 4 hours, I counted at least 3 fur pimp coats and at least 5 crazy people. Also, a guy was trying to pick a fight with two other guys who had walked into the station. There were yelling and sirens. It was quite the 10 minutes.

So anyways, the ride sucked. I was supposed to get into Los Angeles at 8:30 on Tuesday morning but got in at 12:40. I wanted to go meet my mom that day, or at least a friend, but I was way too tired and slept until 7:00 that evening after I had a little lunch. On Wednesday, I went to the Third Street Promenade at Santa Monica Beach with one of my very close friends and went shopping. I bought two pairs of pants, one of which were an amazing pair and on sale for only $9.99. Afterwards, my family and I went out to eat sashimi for dinner.

On Thursday, I rode the subway/train to Long Beach to my mom's store. I add the slash because it started as a subway train and then went above the ground. One of the stops on the train was at Compton. How fun. Needless to say, there were some crazy characters on the train. I can't say I'm not used to these crazy people though. I grew up in L.A. and I've seen plenty of questionable people. After I visited my mom, I came home and my family went out to have some Korean BBQ at a new place. Service was excellent and the food was decent.

On Friday (today), I woke up at 4:00 this morning, left the house at 5:00, and got to the airport at 5:20. I tried to get my ticket (because we bought my ticket online), but they said I was a "no show" for the flight to Los Angeles, so my return flight was cancelled, and to make my reservation, they were going to have to charge me $45. Now, I wasn't aware of this policy but I wasn't about to risk missing my plane back to school for $45, but my dad was. He argued for so long, while I was standing there getting very frustrated.

So, long story short, I did have fun with my friend and my family, but everything else absolutely sucked. It's getting late and I'm sure I'm leaving out a lot of details, making this post a lot less interesting than what I'd like, but I'm tired. Good night.

When I was younger, so much younger than today, I never needed anybody's help in any way. But now these days are gone, I'm not so self assured. Now I find I've changed my mind and opened up the doors.

Help me if you can, I'm feeling down and I do appreciate you being round. Help me, get my feet back on the ground. Won't you please, please help me?