Rejected Offerings
April 5, 2009 § 1 Comment
Ever since I can remember, I have been terrified of puking.
The last time it happened to me, I believe I was around eight years old, and I was sick with the stomach flu. My family was having lunch at the place next to Diho Market [my mom loves to eat 豆浆油条] but I couldn’t eat anything because my stomach was hurting, and I thought it was just indigestion so I went and sat on a toilet in the dark and dirty bathroom for a long time with no progress, and when we got back home to Downer’s Grove, I threw up the little I had eaten.
I came close a couple of times since then. During high school, all sophomores were required to take swimming for a quarter. The first day, we underwent a sort of test to place us in either the higher or lower level swimming class. My mom put me in swimming classes when I was younger, so I was never bad at swimming, but as I got older I acquired a dislike for the activity, so by sophomore year it had been a few years since I had gone swimming — I wore my swimsuit from middle school — and my stamina had decreased significantly.
After swimming a complete lap as quickly as we could, along with some other things that I forget, we returned to the locker rooms where I sat on a bench and tried to control the nausea that had suddenly sprouted within me. Thankfully, my lunch period was right after PE, so I was free to recover while the rest of my classmates left and the next class started arriving. I honestly thought I was going to vomit, and didn’t want to partly because I knew it would be unpleasant, but also how embarrassing would it be to puke in the school locker room, especially after a mere trial run of PE swimming? I prayed like crazy for my insides to calm down, and eventually I made it out of the locker room okay.
Excellence and Complacency
April 2, 2009 § Leave a comment
Right before spring break, AAA held its elections for executive officer positions. I was excited since my friends were running against one another, and I was eager to see what their speeches would be like. I thought about arriving just a tad late to the meeting [it did start an hour earlier than usual, after all] but decided not to. It would be rude to get there late for no real reason, and I would only be perpetuating the negative stereotype that so many of my friends already buy into [rant about that later].
When I arrived at precisely 6PM, only about 20 other people were there. By the time 6:30 rolled around, another 15 or so people had shown up. The number of people hovered at around 35 for the entire night as people left early and others straggled in late. This was an unexpected problem because the AAA constitution decreed that a majority [2/3rds?] of the active members had to be present in order for elections to occur, which meant over 50 out of 80-something.
Rest In Pieces
March 31, 2009 § Leave a comment
WHY DO ALL THE MAGAZINES I WANT TO WORK FOR DIE?!?!?!??
[Is Nintendo Power next?]
First it was Jane Magazine…
Now Blender is going down the drain. Seriously, there is nothing to read anymore. Is this the industry in which I am going to work in two years? How worrisome. Why couldn’t I be good at science instead of writing??
Copycats
March 30, 2009 § Leave a comment
What’s up with artists sampling other people’s music nowadays? On the radio the other day I heard Sugar by Flo Rida, which uses part of Blue by Eiffel 65. Flo Rida’s other single, Right Round, also uses bits from another song, You Spin Me Round by Dead or Alive, although I prefer the Eiffel 65 version [Flo Rida’s lyrics are nasty!]. And it’s no secret that T.I.’s song Live Your Life samples the beginning of Dragostea Din Tei by O-Zone.
Although it might be nice to revisit past pop hits, I give them negative props for being unoriginal.
Speaking of music, I am currently loving Lady GaGa’s music video for LoveGame [it’s very sexual. Probably NSFW]:
It kind of sounds similar to Britney Spears’ Phonography, but a Wikipedia comparison shows that they have different writers, so I guess it’s merely a coincidence.
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