My Nokia E71 and its ability to be used as an internet modem.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
we're the kids in america, wuh oh.
Yes I realize my last post was about 30 minutes ago. Yes I realize I still haven't gotten anything done. No Mr. Speaker, I refuse to answer anymore of your inane questions.... -.- Movinggg on.
I was looking through my old photo albums and I found this little ditty:
Yep, that's me to the left... Now my question is... Uhm... What happened? Seriously, you see that smile that I'm donning? That my friend, is a carefree smile. The only thing I cared about when I was that age was waking up on Saturday mornings to watch Power Rangers. Dang. I miss those days. And looking back, I realize that I'm getting old... Like old fart old. I mean I'm going to college in the fall. And next thing I know, it'll be another four years, and I'll be going through the same hellish application process to get into a graduate school. Who knows what'll happen between then and now... Hopefully I can find some time to fit that carefree smile back in... After these next two weeks. This is a promise to myself and whoever's going to bother reading this. In the meanwhile, I don't really remember the last time I smiled and I didn't have anything on my mind. It's always school, family, money, people, college (yes college is in a different category than school for now), food, and even just figuring out what order I should prioritize them in... This is the part where I sigh. *sigh*
On a side note, there are three things I really want right now, and they all involve food:
Frozen Yogurt
Pho
Sushi
I was looking through my old photo albums and I found this little ditty:
Yep, that's me to the left... Now my question is... Uhm... What happened? Seriously, you see that smile that I'm donning? That my friend, is a carefree smile. The only thing I cared about when I was that age was waking up on Saturday mornings to watch Power Rangers. Dang. I miss those days. And looking back, I realize that I'm getting old... Like old fart old. I mean I'm going to college in the fall. And next thing I know, it'll be another four years, and I'll be going through the same hellish application process to get into a graduate school. Who knows what'll happen between then and now... Hopefully I can find some time to fit that carefree smile back in... After these next two weeks. This is a promise to myself and whoever's going to bother reading this. In the meanwhile, I don't really remember the last time I smiled and I didn't have anything on my mind. It's always school, family, money, people, college (yes college is in a different category than school for now), food, and even just figuring out what order I should prioritize them in... This is the part where I sigh. *sigh*On a side note, there are three things I really want right now, and they all involve food:
Frozen Yogurt Pho Sushi
Looking out a dirty old window...
Someone I know once said that she blogs in order to have a reason not to do homework. Well that's my reasoning for this post. I do not want to study for AP Calculus. I do not want to do my make up work for AP Environmental. I do not want to get started on Paper II for Mr. Reid. Ugh. -.- I'll get to them eventually. I should probably get cracking on AP Calculus now though. Disgusting.
I have so many obstacles to overcome before I even think about reading the first paragraph of chapter one of the Princeton Review book. My guitar is to the right of me. My AIM window is open. I have three tabs in my reading queue from Wikipedia. And you know what? I embrace these obstacles. I enjoy every single second I have of not doing meaningful and productive work. Heck, if I tried hard enough, I could probably convince myself not to study or worry about anything at all. But that would be ill-advised. A revocation of my acceptance letter would be quite embarrassing.
Something tells me that I wouldn't be able to laugh about that even if I looked back on it 20 years from now.
Brando out.
I have so many obstacles to overcome before I even think about reading the first paragraph of chapter one of the Princeton Review book. My guitar is to the right of me. My AIM window is open. I have three tabs in my reading queue from Wikipedia. And you know what? I embrace these obstacles. I enjoy every single second I have of not doing meaningful and productive work. Heck, if I tried hard enough, I could probably convince myself not to study or worry about anything at all. But that would be ill-advised. A revocation of my acceptance letter would be quite embarrassing.
Something tells me that I wouldn't be able to laugh about that even if I looked back on it 20 years from now.
Brando out.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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