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August 16th, 2005 - new photos.
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Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Friday, August 12, 2005
continuation of the isolation
Yesterday, I neglected to mention that in addition to removing the comments, I also removed all contact information from my website.
I'm not a very social person, and pretending to do so wears me out. I'm not a big fan of meeting new people all the time. It's just the way I am! Maybe I should add that to the long version of my profile, too.
I don't know if this past week played any role in this decision or not. Ever since Saturday, I've been in a weird mood of hating people for no reason.
Anyway, now I feel truly liberated! My audience may seem more mysterious to me now, but perhaps it's better that way.
I'm not a very social person, and pretending to do so wears me out. I'm not a big fan of meeting new people all the time. It's just the way I am! Maybe I should add that to the long version of my profile, too.
I don't know if this past week played any role in this decision or not. Ever since Saturday, I've been in a weird mood of hating people for no reason.
Anyway, now I feel truly liberated! My audience may seem more mysterious to me now, but perhaps it's better that way.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
I started this blog back on a boring evening in December 2000. I wrote my thoughts and feelings freely. I find blogging exhilirating, because you never know who's going to read what's on there.
This is why I refused to put a comment system on my blog for such a long time. I liked the feeling of writing something and sending it off into the void of cyberspace.
I think it was last year or the year before that I added commenting. It was fun, but it felt like I did not have as much freedom to write whatever I wanted... I felt like everyting I wrote was up for discussion, like a forum. It didn't have the same feeling as writing a message in a bottle and sending it off into the endless sea.
Long story short, I've taken off the commenting system. More later...
This is why I refused to put a comment system on my blog for such a long time. I liked the feeling of writing something and sending it off into the void of cyberspace.
I think it was last year or the year before that I added commenting. It was fun, but it felt like I did not have as much freedom to write whatever I wanted... I felt like everyting I wrote was up for discussion, like a forum. It didn't have the same feeling as writing a message in a bottle and sending it off into the endless sea.
Long story short, I've taken off the commenting system. More later...
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Since it's summer, I usually sit at home and watch daytime television. I've recently been watching a cartoon called Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends on Cartoon Network. Obviously it's made for kids, but I love watching it. I love the artwork, and it's actually pretty funny. I just downloaded the theme song for it, and I'm addicted. I want a shirt!
I googled it a bit, and realized it was made by Craig McCracken, the same guy who did the Powerpuff Girls, and who had worked on Dexter's Laboratory. So it's no wonder that even people of my age can enjoy it. Meh, besides that, no other good cartoons are on TV anymore.
I googled it a bit, and realized it was made by Craig McCracken, the same guy who did the Powerpuff Girls, and who had worked on Dexter's Laboratory. So it's no wonder that even people of my age can enjoy it. Meh, besides that, no other good cartoons are on TV anymore.
I have a strange fascination with taking pictures of Reed. I must be really annoying, because I'm always trying to get a good shot of him. He gets angry sometimes. You know how there are some people that you just want to photograph? Reed must be one of my most-photographed friends.
Hopefully, in the next few weeks, I will update the photo section, and you will see a lot of photos of him, along with others.
Hopefully, in the next few weeks, I will update the photo section, and you will see a lot of photos of him, along with others.
I like this quote.
One could not be a successful scientist without realizing that, in contrast to the popular conception supported by newspapers and mothers of scientists, a goodly number of scientists are not only narrow-minded and dull, but also just stupid.
-- J.D. Watson, "The Double Helix"
This is so true.
-- J.D. Watson, "The Double Helix"
This is so true.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
I took my first driving lesson today! It was exciting. I drove a car all over the town for two hours. I guess driving isn't as hard as I expected it to be, but I'm still having trouble doing my turns right. My next lesson is on Monday, and I hope to keep practicing until then.
Anyway, onto different topics....
I used to think that I knew exactly what I wanted, but as I'm going through life, I'm realizing that it's not the case. I always had a pretty concrete idea of what kind of guy I wanted, but so far, all the guys I've liked fit completely different descriptions. Now I've realized that the type I've been after is obsolete. Part of the reason is that I'm not the kind of girl I thought I was. I used to think that I would be the most romantic girl ever. Now I know that even though I'm romantic, I'm also controlling and manipulative. I might have a big conscience about some topics and act nicer and more tolerant than most people, but other times, I'm a great big bitch. The details of the story are too intricate to write in this entry, so I might mention them later, but these are the conclusions I got out of them.
Other than that, I wanted to hang out with Reed, Jocelyn, or David last night and tonight, and they've all been busy both nights. I've called them in the same order, both nights! You'd think that at least one of them would be available, but nope. It's okay. I like sitting at home, but I don't feel like this is the ideal way of getting physically and mentally energized before the most trying semester of my life. I used to read around 10 books every summer; this summer, I've barely read two so far. Anyway, enough of this self-pity!
Despite what all my friends told me, I took a brief drive around the neighborhood with my mom today. I was expecting her to panic, so I was not surprised when, at times, she screamed at me to stop the car, and grabbed hold of the steering wheel when I was least expecting it. Let me tell you, it's really hard to concentrate on the road when there's a hysterical woman by your side, holding her hand near the steering wheel as if I'm about to lose control any second. If a beginner's driving a car, you had better speak calmly instead of panicking and screaming directives, okay? I've been told that all moms are like this, though. That's....... comforting?
Anyway, onto different topics....
I used to think that I knew exactly what I wanted, but as I'm going through life, I'm realizing that it's not the case. I always had a pretty concrete idea of what kind of guy I wanted, but so far, all the guys I've liked fit completely different descriptions. Now I've realized that the type I've been after is obsolete. Part of the reason is that I'm not the kind of girl I thought I was. I used to think that I would be the most romantic girl ever. Now I know that even though I'm romantic, I'm also controlling and manipulative. I might have a big conscience about some topics and act nicer and more tolerant than most people, but other times, I'm a great big bitch. The details of the story are too intricate to write in this entry, so I might mention them later, but these are the conclusions I got out of them.
Other than that, I wanted to hang out with Reed, Jocelyn, or David last night and tonight, and they've all been busy both nights. I've called them in the same order, both nights! You'd think that at least one of them would be available, but nope. It's okay. I like sitting at home, but I don't feel like this is the ideal way of getting physically and mentally energized before the most trying semester of my life. I used to read around 10 books every summer; this summer, I've barely read two so far. Anyway, enough of this self-pity!
Despite what all my friends told me, I took a brief drive around the neighborhood with my mom today. I was expecting her to panic, so I was not surprised when, at times, she screamed at me to stop the car, and grabbed hold of the steering wheel when I was least expecting it. Let me tell you, it's really hard to concentrate on the road when there's a hysterical woman by your side, holding her hand near the steering wheel as if I'm about to lose control any second. If a beginner's driving a car, you had better speak calmly instead of panicking and screaming directives, okay? I've been told that all moms are like this, though. That's....... comforting?
Sunday, July 31, 2005
This morning, Jocelyn and I went to Anastasia's Asylum for breakfast. Jocelyn and I go there every time we're in town. I've been hearing from many sources that it is the best cafe in Santa Monica, and I'm beginning to agree.
We shared two dishes: the scrambled eggs with roasted red peppers and goat cheese, and Anastasia's Quesadilla with feta cheese, spinach, and kalamata olives. Jocelyn had a chai tea latte while I tried out the weirdest-sounding tea on the menu: Egyptian licorice. I thought it was going to taste bad, but it was very good.
One review on the menu said that Anastasia's had the fluffiest scrambled eggs. Today, Jocelyn and I verified that statement.
We shared two dishes: the scrambled eggs with roasted red peppers and goat cheese, and Anastasia's Quesadilla with feta cheese, spinach, and kalamata olives. Jocelyn had a chai tea latte while I tried out the weirdest-sounding tea on the menu: Egyptian licorice. I thought it was going to taste bad, but it was very good.
One review on the menu said that Anastasia's had the fluffiest scrambled eggs. Today, Jocelyn and I verified that statement.
