did i ever mention that one of my pet peeves is being around people who take themselves too seriously?
life is funny, sort of like a big comedy show. laugh with it. laugh at yourself. in the end everything will sort of just even out on its own, i've seen it happen so many times..
12.29.2003
12.28.2003
XD
there is something undeniably satisfying about running into people you know everywhere you go. college is great. :D
ohayo~
hey.. it's morning.
when i went downstairs to get some breakfast, i noticed that the sun was shining in my eyes. in other words, it was on the other side of the sky, the side i'm not used to seeing it on. a sign that i should start WAKING UP in the morning instead of going to sleep in the morning. (yeah, lately i've been living like a moon - only up when it's dark)
i was thinking about what it's going to be like when i go back in a few weeks.. i'm actually kind of worried. am i what people call a "fob" now? i sort of have always been called one, but maybe what i used to be was only.. half a fob. and now maybe i'm.. fob made from concentrate. but then i looked at myself in the mirror and i don't see any difference between what i looked like before i left and now.
then i'm also worried about english. my english has been getting.. just worse and worse. this is really bugging me that i can't express myself as well in english as the days go by. although my chinese has improved, the improvement isn't enough to cover my.. de-provement in english. hrm.
life is good here. it's different. certainly not what i've always been used to, like the placement of the sun in the morning. but like i said, i should be getting up earlier, shouldn't i?
when i went downstairs to get some breakfast, i noticed that the sun was shining in my eyes. in other words, it was on the other side of the sky, the side i'm not used to seeing it on. a sign that i should start WAKING UP in the morning instead of going to sleep in the morning. (yeah, lately i've been living like a moon - only up when it's dark)
i was thinking about what it's going to be like when i go back in a few weeks.. i'm actually kind of worried. am i what people call a "fob" now? i sort of have always been called one, but maybe what i used to be was only.. half a fob. and now maybe i'm.. fob made from concentrate. but then i looked at myself in the mirror and i don't see any difference between what i looked like before i left and now.
then i'm also worried about english. my english has been getting.. just worse and worse. this is really bugging me that i can't express myself as well in english as the days go by. although my chinese has improved, the improvement isn't enough to cover my.. de-provement in english. hrm.
life is good here. it's different. certainly not what i've always been used to, like the placement of the sun in the morning. but like i said, i should be getting up earlier, shouldn't i?
12.27.2003
eighteen
sometimes it feels like i'm walking on a road with no signs and no compass in my backpack. there are no signs telling you "wrong way" or "detour" or "rest stop next exit." but similarly, there are no speed limits or traffic lights. so everything really becomes.. what you make of it.
陶吉吉 - 二十二
春天是她最愛的季節
當微風隨意吹亂她的頭髮
她並不在意身邊世界的吵雜
只想著自己生命中的變化
還有十五分鐘才午休
從早到晚沒有想像中那麼好過
安定的日子不一定就是幸福
忘不掉她在心裡做過的夢
她今年農曆三月六號剛滿二十二
剛甩開課本要離開家看看這世界
卻發現許多煩惱要面對 Oh yeah
她常會嚮往能回到那年她一十二
只需要好好上學生活單純沒憂愁
她就像一朵蓓蕾滿懷希望
秋天是忽然間就來臨
青春雖然有本錢可以灑脫
一場戀愛二十二個月後結束
才知道有些感情不值得賭
九月天氣還是有點熱
她想公車再不來就走一走路
她開始明白等待未必有結果
一個人也能走上夢的旅途
她今年農曆三月六號剛滿二十二
剛甩開課本要離開家看看這世界
卻發現許多煩惱要面對 Oh yeah
她常會嚮往能回到那年她一十二
只需要好好上學生活單純沒憂愁
她一直滿懷希望
人生偶爾會走上一條陌路
像是沒有指標的地圖
別讓他們說妳該知足
只有妳知道什麼是妳的幸福
她常會嚮往能回到那年她一十二
只需要好好上學生活單純沒憂愁
她笑著想過未來
Oh 她應該得到幸福
如此的簡單的夢
有沒有實現
陶吉吉 - 二十二
春天是她最愛的季節
當微風隨意吹亂她的頭髮
她並不在意身邊世界的吵雜
只想著自己生命中的變化
還有十五分鐘才午休
從早到晚沒有想像中那麼好過
安定的日子不一定就是幸福
忘不掉她在心裡做過的夢
她今年農曆三月六號剛滿二十二
剛甩開課本要離開家看看這世界
卻發現許多煩惱要面對 Oh yeah
她常會嚮往能回到那年她一十二
只需要好好上學生活單純沒憂愁
她就像一朵蓓蕾滿懷希望
秋天是忽然間就來臨
青春雖然有本錢可以灑脫
一場戀愛二十二個月後結束
才知道有些感情不值得賭
九月天氣還是有點熱
她想公車再不來就走一走路
她開始明白等待未必有結果
一個人也能走上夢的旅途
她今年農曆三月六號剛滿二十二
剛甩開課本要離開家看看這世界
卻發現許多煩惱要面對 Oh yeah
她常會嚮往能回到那年她一十二
只需要好好上學生活單純沒憂愁
她一直滿懷希望
人生偶爾會走上一條陌路
像是沒有指標的地圖
別讓他們說妳該知足
只有妳知道什麼是妳的幸福
她常會嚮往能回到那年她一十二
只需要好好上學生活單純沒憂愁
她笑著想過未來
Oh 她應該得到幸福
如此的簡單的夢
有沒有實現
12.24.2003
GOOD NEWS
after repeated begging sessions, the dates are FINALLY set.
i believe this means i'll be in time for: 1)chrissy's bday! 2)before berkeley starts 3)charlton's in tino too and 4)hopefully before davis starts getting busy?
HEHEEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHHE
JANUARY 17 TO FEBRUARY 2, OH YEAH~~~
i believe this means i'll be in time for: 1)chrissy's bday! 2)before berkeley starts 3)charlton's in tino too and 4)hopefully before davis starts getting busy?
HEHEEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHHE
12.22.2003
12.21.2003
mosquitos
i hate them. they're the reason i've been up since 6 am. hah. up this early, feels like high school again...
12.20.2003
date change
i'll be coming back on feb. 1 and leaving for tw the night of the 8th. price ticket difference, dad paying, what can i say? :(
12.13.2003
konbanwa samuidesune~~
nothing's up. just felt like writing. and thinking. in english.
only 10:35 at night! this sort of leisure, especially at this time of night, on a SATURDAY night, is to be treasured. but there is no heater in my room, and i can't take the laptop up on my bed, so here i am, rolled into a tiny little ball with only two hands sticking out, tapping on the little keyboard.
the other day i actually became a "biker chick" and went on a tour of.. the history of my life. hah. ok ok, scooter chick, same difference. you see, NTU is located at gong kuan, which is some distance south of chong shan. so we rode through a fourth of taipei city, going north, from the NTU campus up to my house. as an adventure, not as an errand of course. we were both bored and had a "need for speed" and sick of pre-pre-studying for the final and curious about the big bad city that we live in. *chuckle*
along the way i kept on pointing in all sorts of directions, telling the story of my life, organized from south to north. interesting how as we moved northward, we were also moving back in time.
we started in the present, which is NTU. then we rode a bit and got to the chang kai shek memorial area. i guess you could say it was sort of my playground slash backyard from ages 0 to 9. more northward, taipei main station, where i spent every day of a certain summer practicing drumset. that was probably.. junior high? more northward, almost to my house, KTV's. and the 10th floor of what used to be sogo's (shopping center), yamaha, the place where my love of music was born. to say it was born there may sound a bit exaggerating, and to call my hobby "love of music" sounds a bit overrated, but it's still there. music.
then finally we turned into the little alley and stopped in front of the gate leading up to my home, on the fifth floor. we weren't going in, but i pointed upwards toward the newly remodeled window-box thingy that used to be an inefficient and ignored balcony. so we had gotten to the very beginning of my life. and as we rode back south, we traveled back to the present again. or is it future? i don't know. it doesn't matter.
much like how "fifth avenue" and other various street names in new york city have become famous and almost taken their own personality, street names here have their own pride too. it was interesting that although we were both taiwanese, we were completely susceptible to getting lost. so we tried to remember some road names on the way and at certain times, gasped at the realization, "so yadda-yadda street is here! isn't this where blah-blah-blah can be found?"
it was quite an adventure. self-guided tour of the city at 1 am. freezing, of course, and on an over-speeding motorcycle.
ok fine, scooter. but motorcycle sounds so much cooler doesn't it? ^^;;
now, it is just TOO cold for an island located within the tropic of cancer!! i'm going to go snuggle with myself..
only 10:35 at night! this sort of leisure, especially at this time of night, on a SATURDAY night, is to be treasured. but there is no heater in my room, and i can't take the laptop up on my bed, so here i am, rolled into a tiny little ball with only two hands sticking out, tapping on the little keyboard.
the other day i actually became a "biker chick" and went on a tour of.. the history of my life. hah. ok ok, scooter chick, same difference. you see, NTU is located at gong kuan, which is some distance south of chong shan. so we rode through a fourth of taipei city, going north, from the NTU campus up to my house. as an adventure, not as an errand of course. we were both bored and had a "need for speed" and sick of pre-pre-studying for the final and curious about the big bad city that we live in. *chuckle*
along the way i kept on pointing in all sorts of directions, telling the story of my life, organized from south to north. interesting how as we moved northward, we were also moving back in time.
we started in the present, which is NTU. then we rode a bit and got to the chang kai shek memorial area. i guess you could say it was sort of my playground slash backyard from ages 0 to 9. more northward, taipei main station, where i spent every day of a certain summer practicing drumset. that was probably.. junior high? more northward, almost to my house, KTV's. and the 10th floor of what used to be sogo's (shopping center), yamaha, the place where my love of music was born. to say it was born there may sound a bit exaggerating, and to call my hobby "love of music" sounds a bit overrated, but it's still there. music.
then finally we turned into the little alley and stopped in front of the gate leading up to my home, on the fifth floor. we weren't going in, but i pointed upwards toward the newly remodeled window-box thingy that used to be an inefficient and ignored balcony. so we had gotten to the very beginning of my life. and as we rode back south, we traveled back to the present again. or is it future? i don't know. it doesn't matter.
much like how "fifth avenue" and other various street names in new york city have become famous and almost taken their own personality, street names here have their own pride too. it was interesting that although we were both taiwanese, we were completely susceptible to getting lost. so we tried to remember some road names on the way and at certain times, gasped at the realization, "so yadda-yadda street is here! isn't this where blah-blah-blah can be found?"
it was quite an adventure. self-guided tour of the city at 1 am. freezing, of course, and on an over-speeding motorcycle.
ok fine, scooter. but motorcycle sounds so much cooler doesn't it? ^^;;
now, it is just TOO cold for an island located within the tropic of cancer!! i'm going to go snuggle with myself..
12.10.2003
product of a lazy, rainy afternoon
so maybe we've passed through that junior high school depressive phase where we talk about masks we wear in front of people. and then we think we've become all grown up when we finally learned that you can't gain anything without having risked something of yourself that is pure and true. the "having faith in humanity" spiel.
now that's all fine and dandy. but what if you discover that you're wearing masks in front of yourself? frankly, i find the over-used and under-interpreted phrase, "look within yourself" to be very funny. just which one are they talking about? what color, shape, size, or even price range? the spring line or the fall line? or maybe the swimsuit edition?
sometimes i find shopping to be quite addicting.
people lie when they don't want to reveal the truth to the person they're talking to. that is assuming that liars know what the truth is. and what if you don't know the truth? is what you're doing still called "lying" or is it.. hypothesizing? or maybe you're providing examples? drawing one out of the many to talk about.. because you certainly can't leave the conversation just hanging there in midair. at least not with some people.
i see i've reached a dead end. therefore i will start an inventory of the things i see around me.
box of tissues, because free toilet paper deserves an "ooh" here.
japanese tapes, one titled "everyday listening in 50 days" collecting dust, hah.
glasses which don't enough power for my eyes now.
chocolate, the cone-shaped kind with pink tips and brown bottoms. brought by my parents from their trip to hokaido.
aerobics classes schedule taped to the closet.
boombox, for dancing, for jazz, for classical, for jay chow, and of course, for japanese.
chopsticks my roommate gave me because i always forget to take the disposable ones when i buy instant noodles.
an hp printer lying around unused, because i'm too lazy to get it to work.
pocky, "deluxe" version, it's mousse-flavored.
directory of our group in the christian fellowship, also taped to closet.
a pink alarm clock, bought impulsively while shopping with some japanese people.
the white basket i bring with me to the bathroom every morning and night, bought for that stanford camp and still kept well.
index cards for japanese vocabulary words, that i later found to be too time-consuming and inefficient.
cal bear, for warmth, for reminder, for softness.
a receipt from a time i tried to study at mcdonalds but instead, ended up writing a poem all over that small, rectangular, otherwise ignored piece of paper.
copies of the play i'm supposed to be directing in my english class.
dried flowers.
two hairbrushes, one regular and the other round.
lime green plastic blinds.
unoped pack of yellow hard candies shaped like tiny slices of lemon, with a note still attached to the bag, from the wylie-parallel.
tiffany open heart.
mosquito spray.
"you have 4 missed calls."
now that's all fine and dandy. but what if you discover that you're wearing masks in front of yourself? frankly, i find the over-used and under-interpreted phrase, "look within yourself" to be very funny. just which one are they talking about? what color, shape, size, or even price range? the spring line or the fall line? or maybe the swimsuit edition?
sometimes i find shopping to be quite addicting.
people lie when they don't want to reveal the truth to the person they're talking to. that is assuming that liars know what the truth is. and what if you don't know the truth? is what you're doing still called "lying" or is it.. hypothesizing? or maybe you're providing examples? drawing one out of the many to talk about.. because you certainly can't leave the conversation just hanging there in midair. at least not with some people.
i see i've reached a dead end. therefore i will start an inventory of the things i see around me.
box of tissues, because free toilet paper deserves an "ooh" here.
japanese tapes, one titled "everyday listening in 50 days" collecting dust, hah.
glasses which don't enough power for my eyes now.
chocolate, the cone-shaped kind with pink tips and brown bottoms. brought by my parents from their trip to hokaido.
aerobics classes schedule taped to the closet.
boombox, for dancing, for jazz, for classical, for jay chow, and of course, for japanese.
chopsticks my roommate gave me because i always forget to take the disposable ones when i buy instant noodles.
an hp printer lying around unused, because i'm too lazy to get it to work.
pocky, "deluxe" version, it's mousse-flavored.
directory of our group in the christian fellowship, also taped to closet.
a pink alarm clock, bought impulsively while shopping with some japanese people.
the white basket i bring with me to the bathroom every morning and night, bought for that stanford camp and still kept well.
index cards for japanese vocabulary words, that i later found to be too time-consuming and inefficient.
cal bear, for warmth, for reminder, for softness.
a receipt from a time i tried to study at mcdonalds but instead, ended up writing a poem all over that small, rectangular, otherwise ignored piece of paper.
copies of the play i'm supposed to be directing in my english class.
dried flowers.
two hairbrushes, one regular and the other round.
lime green plastic blinds.
unoped pack of yellow hard candies shaped like tiny slices of lemon, with a note still attached to the bag, from the wylie-parallel.
tiffany open heart.
mosquito spray.
"you have 4 missed calls."
12.05.2003
12.01.2003
i took the advanced (126 q's) one..
Take Free Enneagram Personality Test
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