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Update [Sep. 8th, 2009|06:45 pm]
[I'm: |depresseddepressed]
[tune: |Colors || Barcelona]

Friends: More and more people keep moving out of the house as they graduate, move to their new houses, get married (Blake & Stacy! Morgan & Lorne!), and transfer to new schools.

We had a sort of send-off for Shaina and Margena in which we took a road trip to Shaina's home in Yakima immediately after Blake & Stacy's wedding (where I DJed).  We got there at 3:30AM, slowed by a flat tire at 2:16AM and the spare losing air shortly after that.  It was really a lot of fun.  Dan C. drove his pick-up with Steven and I in it (I got to sit in the jumper seat with the sleeping bags and pillows).  It was a little cramped, but awesome.

School:  I'm done with my summer classes.  Singing for Actors was the best of all of them.  I also made a costume in another and learned about film production in another.  Then there was English Language Study.  Pure boring.

Work: I don't actually know if Susan fired me before she left on her vacation to the UK.  Her e-mails are always unclear.  Now, I work at the UW's Law Library.  I'm still learning everything, but now I know how to use the Library of Congress #'s.  Also, when it's slow, I get to sit and read.  Right now, I'm reading Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell. 

Random:  Last night, I took a Benadryll for my allergies and I had this strong urge to write something down.  This morning, I read it:
"Compliments are cheap.  It's a real friend that knows how to criticize (constructively)."  Thanks Benadryll for those words of wisdom.
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Esther and Thomas have really good points [Aug. 24th, 2009|09:50 pm]
[I'm: |contemplativecontemplative]
[tune: |No One || Aly & AJ]

Maybe I mentioned it before, but when I'm confused by an aspect of the world/God/humanity, I tend to spend all of my moving time (walking between classes, exercising, walking down the stairs, etc.) trying to come up with an answer.  It's made for some profound breakthroughs in my life and walk with God.

Anyhow, I've had the following question as my moving time question on and off for a few years now:  "Why do guys throw themselves at the cheerleader-type personalities?"  Saying that they're prettier and whatnot is not entirely valid, because I've seen some pretty oog-lay chearleaders that got the same amount of attention, as well as some absolutely gorgeous girls get less attention.

Today, Esther solved my question for me while we were in the middle of a conversation about the maturity levels of our peers.  I think that her point is completely valid, and while every statement can use some refining, it is pretty true.

Premise:  Guys mature slower than girls do (mostly due to their maturity being related to their ability and drive to provide for their family).

Esther's Point:  When girls are less mature, they tend to strive for attention, seeking to get it from everyone around them.  Obviously, this attention-seeking will attract male attentions.  While it is probably true that these immature girls can never be satisfied with the attentions of one guy, guys will see them as easy to please.  If guys give them attention, then they will be pleased.  Since the girls are easy to please, they are also easy to date, because they require less effort.  It happens the most earlier on in life, because the guys have not matured yet, and they will perceive the easy-to-please girls as at the same maturity level as themselves.  Conversely, the mature girls intimidate guys, because the guys know that they will have to put forth an effort to please them and capture their hearts.

Thomas's Point:  The other day, Thomas mentioned that some of the guys he has been talking to (guys my age, because he's a bit older) see women as second class citizens.  Then he brought up the point of how a husband and a wife are equals, even though the wife is to submit to the loving leadership of the man.  With the same thought in mind, "Who wants to be married to a second class citizen?" he asked.  "A good friend of mine married his wife because she was the first person that said 'no' to him.  I married mine because she is my equal and I know that I can count on and trust in her opinion, and she counts on and trusts in mine."

Ending Points:
  • Boys, grow up.
  • Girls, grow up.
  • Boys, be careful with girls' hearts.
  • Girls, be careful with your own heart.
  • Boys, look for someone that you can treat and who will treat you as an equal.
  • Girls, look for someone that treats girls with respect and dignity.
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Cheri's wedding and other adventures [Aug. 15th, 2009|11:51 pm]


Today, Chad and I went down to Olympia for the marriage of Cheri and Jeff.  So, I've known her since my sophomore of high school, but the only time that I had met him was at her high school graduation party, and they weren't dating at the time.  They've actually known each other pretty much their entire lives, because their families are close friends.  Due to the fact that I'm constantly in Seattle, I haven't seen them together at all, so it really hasn't sunk in that she has a boyfriend, let alone is MARRIED!

Jeff seems to be the sweetest guy, though.  He was very doting on her during their wedding, and I can tell that he appreciates her very much.

The wedding was something that fit with Cheri's personality and way of doing things:  She likes to be spontaneous, and doesn't really plan all the little details.  About an hour and a half before I was going to leave my Oly house for the wedding in the Priest Point Park rose garden, Cheri's maid of honor called and asked if I could bring processional music...  Because they'd completely forgotten.  Poor girl was a little stressed out, but she handled everything perfectly in the end.

Since there is a rule banning amplified music from the park, we played all of the wedding songs from an iHome, which I ended up carrying around the rose garden as it played songs.  :)  We had to convince Cheri to have a first dance with Jeff, and then the bridesmaids joined in halfway through Nat King Cole's L-O-V-E.  There was a shortage of guys nearby, so they just grabbed whoever they could find.  After that, and a little bit of dancing to Sexyback (no one but the people our age wanted to dance, and those were few), Roland declared, "There has been dancing.  Now the marriage is official."

I've been looking for things for my room (that will happen in September) on craigslist, and I managed to find a free blue IKEA couch.  So I took a guy friend to help me pick it up.  Good thing I did.  The house was kind of sketch.  The couch was in the basement, which had artistic pictures of naked people playing rock & roll....  The couch needed cleaning, but it didn't seem that bad....  Until when we picked it up and turned it sideways, at which point a bunch of water poured out of the back of it onto my leg.  The lady apologized, saying that she hadn't thought that it was that bad and she promised to take it to the dump.  Crazy.
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Caitlin and Birthday Celebrations [Jul. 18th, 2009|09:20 am]
[tune: |Tell Me on a Sunday || Sarah Brightman/Andrew Lloyd Webber]

So on the 16th, Caitlin came up to Seattle and I got to see her for the first time since she got back from Ireland.  Caitlin, Kyle S., and Linh were hanging out downtown, so I went to catch up with them.  On my way to pioneer square, I got stopped by a guy who tried the following line on me:  "Hey, can I get a light?"  When I told him that I didn't have one, he replied: "Okay, well, you have a nice booty."  o.0;;  Not ten minutes after that, another guy tried to pick me up:  "Heeeeey beautiful!  Yeah, beautiful, you!"  Weird.  Is it nearing a full moon or something?

So I got to Pioneer Square, and they were watching some random salsa class.  Kyle and I made a fun, but somewhat sad attempt (more on my part than his) to salsa too.  Then we went to Uwajimaya and walked up Queen Anne Hill (never again...  too steep) to catch the sunset.  It was so relaxing sitting at Kerry Park, eating cherries and seeing how far we could spit the pits.  After that, we went back to the U District and sang at a rent-a-room karaoke place.  It was super fun.  :D

My mom came and got me in the morning so that we could go get my license renewed.  Then we got a cake and went to Olive Garden.  Mmmm.  I think I ate about 7 breadsticks, which means that I could barely eat any of the actual meal when it came.  She dropped me off at home and I took a nap, then watched a few episodes of Psych.  At seven, we rounded everyone up and went down to Denny Field to play volleyball, frisbee, catch, and whatever else we could come up with to amuse ourselves.  When we were done, we went to Molly Moon's ice cream parlor in Wallingford.  Their honey lavendar is really delicious.  :)  Finally, we moseyed on back to UCU to watch Sleepless in Seattle.  I really had a lot of fun.

Sunday, the guys are taking Margena and I out for our first drinks, at The Ram.  I think that I'll have fun, and I can't wait.  :D
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Creative rushes and creepy crushes [Jul. 6th, 2009|02:47 pm]
[I'm: |creativecreative]
[tune: |Don't Forget || Demi Levato]

The last couple of days, I've had this SERIOUS need to write poetry.  I don't know why, but I could just feel it brewing around somewhere in my ribcage.  However, I was facing an ugly bout of writer's block, so I ended up making paintings and drawings for most of the day on the 4th.  Then, last night, I kept falling asleep for a couple of seconds and coming up with a song, of all things.  Alright, that counts enough for me.  So I wrote it down and recorded a little bit of it on my computer using Audacity and a set of headphones (any headphones can be converted into a microphone and vice versa).

Today, when Jillian and I were at Walgreens, there was this really sketchy guy who was staring at me.  He even passed in front of us as we were looking at something in the narrow aisle.  As he passed me, he turned and smiled really big and stared openly at my face.  He then proceeded to hang around the aisle for a while until we made an effort to ditch him.  CREEPY!
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Some summer updates [Jul. 4th, 2009|02:24 pm]
[I'm: |okayokay]
[tune: |Mile Away || Capital Lights]

CrowingCollapse )So the above is an entry that Jillian and I co-authored on a blog that the UCU is sharing for the summer.

My classes are going quite well.  Singing is especially my favorite.  The other day, we had someone cut his leg while jumping on a piano, then I got to destroy a potted plant.  Quite messy.  Last Thursday, we were in the middle of class, when we discovered a homeless man sleeping in the room (we didn't see him for the whole first 1/2 hour).  We woke him up (it was pretty hard), he pulled the curtains closed a little so that he could put his pants on, then he left.
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(no subject) [Apr. 27th, 2009|10:55 pm]
Teacher:  All right.  What comes to mind when you think about the color, red.
Brit:  Passion
Connor:  Anger
Megan:  *mumbles*
Me:  Did you say Russians???
Megan:  Actually, I said 'aggression,' but I guess communism works too.
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(no subject) [Apr. 27th, 2009|01:20 pm]

Disclaimer: Yes, I do realize the irony of my posting such a topic on a blog... The truth is that I will talk about it with people in real life as well.

Today, Justin pointed me to the following article:

It comes in three parts, and was written by a woman who was living in Africa and Asia for the last five years. She talks about how she is experiencing reverse culture shock. It's really good. An easy read. You should read it yourself. Have I made myself clear?

Anyways, the issue is that in an age with such advanced means of communication, we are actually having trouble communicating with people.

"'As a wise Englishman once said—100 or so years ago—'The more elaborate our means of communication, the less we communicate.' "

In a way, our methods of communication (cell phones, texting, Facebook, Twitter, etc.) have become a means of avoiding communication with the people that are actually, physically with us.

Sometimes, I wonder what my little sister's generation will grow up to be like. They are growing up with almost no knowledge of a world without the internet. They will know very few years when they did not either desire or own their own cell phone. (I was actually very against cell phones until I put my car in a ditch, but that's another story.)

My sister's generation is constantly bombarded with unoriginal hip-hop music (although, I will admit to enjoying some of it), formulaic television shows, movies whose humor requires nothing more than bathroom humor, and an underlying desire to escape it all.

So the problem comes to where everyone goes to escape from the constant bombardment of technology and media. The ironic thing is that they turn to technology and media.

Honestly, answer me this: what was the last book that you read? Schoolwork does not count. Neither does Twilight. Okay fine, maybe Twilight counts, but only if you read it for the story not  imagining that Edward is going to sweep you off your feet and whisk you off to Forks at any moment. Not going to happen.  There's nothing in Forks anyways.

We do not escape our daily lives by reading, or by having deep conversations with our friends and family. Instead, we sit down and turn on the TV. We turn on the TV, and we tune out our loved ones.

Today in class, my teacher mistakenly said that a famous playwright had died of "TV." While she meant TB, her response was not all that surprising to me. Excessive amounts of TV lead to the death of creativity, the death of strong relationships, and the death of conversations.

Furthermore, we find ourselves creating our reality from the virtual. I think this shirt speaks to the mindset of many:

Thus, we have people living in complete fantasy worlds.  Although, they may not be as drastic as constantly expecting to find Edward or Zac Efron around the next corner, we are constantly thinking about some form of media.

It may be that the best thing we have to talk about with friends is the latest episode of The Office, or how great the baseball game was that was on last night.  Don't you find more enjoyment in things that are real?  Like playing catch with a friend, having a dance party with your housemates, or listening to someone talk about their day.

I would take any of those moments over any TV show.  What about you?

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(no subject) [Apr. 24th, 2009|12:18 pm]
I had a decaf Grande White Chocolate Peppermint Mocha from Tully's last night.  I was sooooo jittery afterwards.  It also gave me bizarre dreams, and I had a caffeine hangover this morning.
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