So I've officially dipped my feet in the big body of water that is college.
The first two days of class surprisingly enough, went ok. I wasn't so lost in lectures and I didn't make myself out to be the anti-social girl who sat in the back pre-occupied with pretending to take notes on her laptop and checking facebook. (wow, seriously run-on sentence) I hate the fact that getting to class requires massive biped labor... fuckyou thirty-minute walks!
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
au contraire
re: jenny's previous blog
upon recently attending UCSD's Sixth College orientation. i have a newfound feeling of life &excitement. odd? over the course of a few days i have met many people both open &closed to "social interaction."
as anticipated i have met many collegiate stereotypes such as the: "i love to party guy" in addition to the "i cant talk to girls guy" &so it would seem we have the spectrum of personalities covered &its just a matter of finding the people you click ¬ "clique" with.
because, if you haven't learned from high school
cliques are no good.
be open. &if you see me around.
say hi. seriously.
over &out,
E
upon recently attending UCSD's Sixth College orientation. i have a newfound feeling of life &excitement. odd? over the course of a few days i have met many people both open &closed to "social interaction."
as anticipated i have met many collegiate stereotypes such as the: "i love to party guy" in addition to the "i cant talk to girls guy" &so it would seem we have the spectrum of personalities covered &its just a matter of finding the people you click ¬ "clique" with.
because, if you haven't learned from high school
cliques are no good.
be open. &if you see me around.
say hi. seriously.
over &out,
E
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Long Awaited... Dullness.
I'm here. Finally here.
3:54; stuck in my dorm room with nothing to do. My roommates arrived later than I did so they are out with their families doing whatever I was just doing an hour ago. The space is a tad bigger than I expected; well, at least it's not crowded. The weather? Typical; I've lived here almost my whole life. The food? Average. Setting? Typical as well, the epitome of laid-back that is SD. The people? Oh, don't get me started.
Perhaps it's my "cold-hearted" nature that I can't seem to connect to others easily. No, most likely it's the fact that I am critical about everything. From the garnish on my plate to that giant elephant in the room. But, no. It's not that. Not it at all. My first thought? "Wow. I feel out of place. Did I just out-do someone on the 'nice and sweet' department?"
... Maybe things will be better.
3:54; stuck in my dorm room with nothing to do. My roommates arrived later than I did so they are out with their families doing whatever I was just doing an hour ago. The space is a tad bigger than I expected; well, at least it's not crowded. The weather? Typical; I've lived here almost my whole life. The food? Average. Setting? Typical as well, the epitome of laid-back that is SD. The people? Oh, don't get me started.
Perhaps it's my "cold-hearted" nature that I can't seem to connect to others easily. No, most likely it's the fact that I am critical about everything. From the garnish on my plate to that giant elephant in the room. But, no. It's not that. Not it at all. My first thought? "Wow. I feel out of place. Did I just out-do someone on the 'nice and sweet' department?"
... Maybe things will be better.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Life is a succession of moments.
To live each one is to succeed.
we live our lives day by day sometimes forgetting to take a step back to see the big picture. yes, things are not &have never been perfect; but i'd like to take this time to take that step &bask in the beauty of our apparent breakdowns &letdowns to re-realize --
everything happens for a reason.
a reason unknown at present but to be certainly revealed to us when the time is right.
it will be alright.
--
to occupy time i will be attending the following SD shows
SOMA
October 12
Rilo Kiley
The Bird and the Bee
Grand Ole Party
Mainstage
$22.00
7:00 PM
November 11th
The Starting Line
Paramore
$19 6:15 PM
House of Blues
THE RENTALS & COPELAND W/ GOLDENBOY
price : $17.50 - $20.00 *
date : Thu, September 20
door : 7:00pm
show : 8:00pm
age : all
Metric w/ Crystal Castles
price : $12.50 - $14.50 *
date : Wed, October 03
door : 7:00pm
show : 8:00pm
age : all
Stars
price : $15.00 *
date : Fri, November 09
door : 7:00pm
show : 8:00pm
age : all
care to join? get at me ;]
we live our lives day by day sometimes forgetting to take a step back to see the big picture. yes, things are not &have never been perfect; but i'd like to take this time to take that step &bask in the beauty of our apparent breakdowns &letdowns to re-realize --
everything happens for a reason.
a reason unknown at present but to be certainly revealed to us when the time is right.
it will be alright.
--
to occupy time i will be attending the following SD shows
SOMA
October 12
Rilo Kiley
The Bird and the Bee
Grand Ole Party
Mainstage
$22.00
7:00 PM
November 11th
The Starting Line
Paramore
$19 6:15 PM
House of Blues
THE RENTALS & COPELAND W/ GOLDENBOY
price : $17.50 - $20.00 *
date : Thu, September 20
door : 7:00pm
show : 8:00pm
age : all
Metric w/ Crystal Castles
price : $12.50 - $14.50 *
date : Wed, October 03
door : 7:00pm
show : 8:00pm
age : all
Stars
price : $15.00 *
date : Fri, November 09
door : 7:00pm
show : 8:00pm
age : all
care to join? get at me ;]
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Woe Is Me; The Declining Economy
"University of California Students and Parents
April 2007
Page 2
I know this increase comes at a time when many of you are grappling with growing pressures on your family budgets. At the same time, however, when we enroll students at the University of California, we commit to providing them with an education of the highest quality. The Regents and I believe that these fee increases are necessary to sustain the outstanding teaching and research programs our students expect and to ensure that all students continue to have access to the classes they need to graduate on time.
The fee increases also will help the University provide initial funding for one of its highest priorities: the enchantment of student mental health services. Universities nationwide are seeing a serious and growing need to provide more mental health services for students, and our Regents wanted to ensure we act promptly. Therefore, UC will set aside $22 per student from the Registration Fee increase resulting in approximately $4.6 million to fund initial enchantments to mental health services.
Keep in mind, too, that financial aid will increase along with fees. For undergraduates, the Governor has proposed a $16 million increase in Cal Grant awards to offset the mandatory systemwide fee incrase for UC Cal Grant recipients. In addition, the University will dedicate 33 percent of new fee revenue to additional UC undergraduate financial aid. As a result, UC will generally be able to provide grants to cover 100 percent of the fee increase for on-time financial aid applicants whose families earn less than $60,000. Other financially needy undergraduates from families with incomes up to $100, 000 would receive a UC grant covering half of the fee increase. For graduate students, 45 percent of new fee revenue will be earmarked to help offset the impact of higher fees.
I know fee increases are never welcome. Given the ongoing fiscal challenges for the State of California, our planning framework with the Governor over the last several years has sought, at the very least, to make these increases moderate and more predictable than in the past, so our families are better equipped to plan.
Thank you for your understanding and for your support of our efforts to protect the quality of the UC student educational experience.
Sincerely,
Robert C. Dynes"
Anecdote time: Last summer I was fortunate enough to attend a conference in the cornfields of Indiana. No, the rural country setting wasn't the most shocking to me. In fact, it was the perception of what most everyone there held of me; that I was a rich spoiled kid from San Diego, CA... "You live in San Diego? You must be filthy rich!". hahaha no! Doesn't anyone know? Only the socioeconomically established and military enlisted are prosperous here. Despite having the #1 GDP in the United States and 13th in the world... most everyone in California is broke. From high gas prices to mortgages that surpass even the GDP of most third world countries... Honestly, why would anyone wanna live here?
Yes, that's a rhetorical question.
April 2007
Page 2
I know this increase comes at a time when many of you are grappling with growing pressures on your family budgets. At the same time, however, when we enroll students at the University of California, we commit to providing them with an education of the highest quality. The Regents and I believe that these fee increases are necessary to sustain the outstanding teaching and research programs our students expect and to ensure that all students continue to have access to the classes they need to graduate on time.
The fee increases also will help the University provide initial funding for one of its highest priorities: the enchantment of student mental health services. Universities nationwide are seeing a serious and growing need to provide more mental health services for students, and our Regents wanted to ensure we act promptly. Therefore, UC will set aside $22 per student from the Registration Fee increase resulting in approximately $4.6 million to fund initial enchantments to mental health services.
Keep in mind, too, that financial aid will increase along with fees. For undergraduates, the Governor has proposed a $16 million increase in Cal Grant awards to offset the mandatory systemwide fee incrase for UC Cal Grant recipients. In addition, the University will dedicate 33 percent of new fee revenue to additional UC undergraduate financial aid. As a result, UC will generally be able to provide grants to cover 100 percent of the fee increase for on-time financial aid applicants whose families earn less than $60,000. Other financially needy undergraduates from families with incomes up to $100, 000 would receive a UC grant covering half of the fee increase. For graduate students, 45 percent of new fee revenue will be earmarked to help offset the impact of higher fees.
I know fee increases are never welcome. Given the ongoing fiscal challenges for the State of California, our planning framework with the Governor over the last several years has sought, at the very least, to make these increases moderate and more predictable than in the past, so our families are better equipped to plan.
Thank you for your understanding and for your support of our efforts to protect the quality of the UC student educational experience.
Sincerely,
Robert C. Dynes"
Anecdote time: Last summer I was fortunate enough to attend a conference in the cornfields of Indiana. No, the rural country setting wasn't the most shocking to me. In fact, it was the perception of what most everyone there held of me; that I was a rich spoiled kid from San Diego, CA... "You live in San Diego? You must be filthy rich!". hahaha no! Doesn't anyone know? Only the socioeconomically established and military enlisted are prosperous here. Despite having the #1 GDP in the United States and 13th in the world... most everyone in California is broke. From high gas prices to mortgages that surpass even the GDP of most third world countries... Honestly, why would anyone wanna live here?
Yes, that's a rhetorical question.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
long essay
on long distance
"The long-distance relationship is, by definition, doomed. The only way a long-distance relationship can amount to anything is for it to become a short-distance relationship. Distance may be fine for relatives and old friends, but when it comes to romantic love- that mysterious chemical reaction that's set off when two people occupy the same physical space- the long-distance relationship is a poor excuse for the real thing. To have a long-distance relationship is to go only halfway there. It is to talk love's gooey baby talk but not walk its rocky path. It is, literally, to phone it in.
Or so they say. Consider this: the greatest sex toy ever invented may be the telephone. Sometimes there's nothing more erotic than a disembodied voice, no question more tantalizing than a whispered "What are you wearing?" especially when you can make up the answer. On the phone your hair always looks great, your legs are always shaved, your worst pair of underwear becomes a silk negligee. Your lover, too, reaps the benefits of being a single dimension. He's a mere outline of a person, and you can fill in the details as you please. He's not wearing an ugly shirt. You can't see his latest skin blemish. He's not working late and missing dinner. He's yours and yours alone. In your own mind, anyway.
To believe in the fidelity of a disembodied voice, to be as smitten with someone's absence as you are with his presence, is to be a true romantic. It is to live for the future. It is to believe in the impossible, or at least the improbable. It is to hold out hope that something's going to change someday, that all this impracticality will eventually give way to something radical, something brave, something involving a moving van. Until then, you wait. You make use of the time. You work, see your friends, completely redo the bathroom. You're a pillar of productivity. It's not a bad lifestyle- except for those phone bills.
Of course, people will tell you that you're kidding yourself, that you're naive, that you can't possibly know if a relationship will last unless you're in it day to day, unless you witness the entire evolution of a skin blemish and are familiar with the whole array of ugly shirts. The long-distance relationship, though the domain of dreamers, is also a haven for self-deluders, for noncommiters, for, some might say, lazy bums. It's for those who want the perks of romance- the flowers on valentine's day, the guarantee of a phone call at night- without doing the hard work of a real relationship.
But, oh, the fondness that can bloom in a heart that knows so much absence! Is there any emotion richer than longing, any moment more heartbreaking than the moment you put down the telephone receiver after a marathon call with the one you love but for whatever reason are not with? The long-distance relationship may have its limits, but for those who repudiate its merits, who chalk up the whole endeavor to immaturity or fear or laziness, are surely suffering from a woefully conventional view of relationships. Long-distance relationships have an urgency that couples in short-distance relationships can only dream of. Every second together counts. Every shared meal is savored; every kiss must be good enough to last weeks, maybe even months. Have you really lived, after all, if you haven't searched for your beloved's face at an airport gate, cursing the flight delay because you have only a weekend before you must part again? We should all be so lucky to seal in our memories the image of our lover on our doorstep, suitcase in hand, clothes wrinkled from a long trip, skin emanating a scent that we've forgotten but suddenly comes rushing back, bringing with it the recollection of the last time, which was too long ago and too brief, and ended with a tearful goodbye on this same doorstep.
In long-distance relationships, your life becomes compartmentalized: there's the life with him and the life without him, and the life without him is much, much bigger. Your friends won't know him (they may suspect you of inventing him). You'll still attend weddings without a date (meaning you'll be seated next to the groom's nerdy cousin). If you're tempted to cheat, you'll be burdened with the knowledge that you'll almost certainly get away with it. If you're afraid he'll cheat, then you probably shouldn't be in a long-distance relationship.
Because contrary to what the cynics say, distance is not for the fearful; it's for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those who know a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough. Yes, the long-distance relationship may be doomed. You can't go on that way forever. But as long as you do, you'll embody the twin virtues of independence and imagination. As you fall asleep alone, you'll conjure the scent of your lover's neck, the timbre of a voice over fiber optics, the ecstasy of seeing his face at the front door, which, thanks to him, is your favorite place in the whole house. After so much time apart, a suitcase itself is an aphrodisiac. The boy next door doesn't have a prayer."
"The long-distance relationship is, by definition, doomed. The only way a long-distance relationship can amount to anything is for it to become a short-distance relationship. Distance may be fine for relatives and old friends, but when it comes to romantic love- that mysterious chemical reaction that's set off when two people occupy the same physical space- the long-distance relationship is a poor excuse for the real thing. To have a long-distance relationship is to go only halfway there. It is to talk love's gooey baby talk but not walk its rocky path. It is, literally, to phone it in.
Or so they say. Consider this: the greatest sex toy ever invented may be the telephone. Sometimes there's nothing more erotic than a disembodied voice, no question more tantalizing than a whispered "What are you wearing?" especially when you can make up the answer. On the phone your hair always looks great, your legs are always shaved, your worst pair of underwear becomes a silk negligee. Your lover, too, reaps the benefits of being a single dimension. He's a mere outline of a person, and you can fill in the details as you please. He's not wearing an ugly shirt. You can't see his latest skin blemish. He's not working late and missing dinner. He's yours and yours alone. In your own mind, anyway.
To believe in the fidelity of a disembodied voice, to be as smitten with someone's absence as you are with his presence, is to be a true romantic. It is to live for the future. It is to believe in the impossible, or at least the improbable. It is to hold out hope that something's going to change someday, that all this impracticality will eventually give way to something radical, something brave, something involving a moving van. Until then, you wait. You make use of the time. You work, see your friends, completely redo the bathroom. You're a pillar of productivity. It's not a bad lifestyle- except for those phone bills.
Of course, people will tell you that you're kidding yourself, that you're naive, that you can't possibly know if a relationship will last unless you're in it day to day, unless you witness the entire evolution of a skin blemish and are familiar with the whole array of ugly shirts. The long-distance relationship, though the domain of dreamers, is also a haven for self-deluders, for noncommiters, for, some might say, lazy bums. It's for those who want the perks of romance- the flowers on valentine's day, the guarantee of a phone call at night- without doing the hard work of a real relationship.
But, oh, the fondness that can bloom in a heart that knows so much absence! Is there any emotion richer than longing, any moment more heartbreaking than the moment you put down the telephone receiver after a marathon call with the one you love but for whatever reason are not with? The long-distance relationship may have its limits, but for those who repudiate its merits, who chalk up the whole endeavor to immaturity or fear or laziness, are surely suffering from a woefully conventional view of relationships. Long-distance relationships have an urgency that couples in short-distance relationships can only dream of. Every second together counts. Every shared meal is savored; every kiss must be good enough to last weeks, maybe even months. Have you really lived, after all, if you haven't searched for your beloved's face at an airport gate, cursing the flight delay because you have only a weekend before you must part again? We should all be so lucky to seal in our memories the image of our lover on our doorstep, suitcase in hand, clothes wrinkled from a long trip, skin emanating a scent that we've forgotten but suddenly comes rushing back, bringing with it the recollection of the last time, which was too long ago and too brief, and ended with a tearful goodbye on this same doorstep.
In long-distance relationships, your life becomes compartmentalized: there's the life with him and the life without him, and the life without him is much, much bigger. Your friends won't know him (they may suspect you of inventing him). You'll still attend weddings without a date (meaning you'll be seated next to the groom's nerdy cousin). If you're tempted to cheat, you'll be burdened with the knowledge that you'll almost certainly get away with it. If you're afraid he'll cheat, then you probably shouldn't be in a long-distance relationship.
Because contrary to what the cynics say, distance is not for the fearful; it's for the bold. It's for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It's for those who know a good thing when they see it, even if they don't see it nearly enough. Yes, the long-distance relationship may be doomed. You can't go on that way forever. But as long as you do, you'll embody the twin virtues of independence and imagination. As you fall asleep alone, you'll conjure the scent of your lover's neck, the timbre of a voice over fiber optics, the ecstasy of seeing his face at the front door, which, thanks to him, is your favorite place in the whole house. After so much time apart, a suitcase itself is an aphrodisiac. The boy next door doesn't have a prayer."
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Sushi Mission
(The Darjeeling Limited)... Sept. 29 2007...
Could you come any slower?
Top 10 SD Sushi Joints (that i MUST hit up =D ):
1) Ra - Downtown
2) Kabuki- Pacific Beach (check, ate there)
3) Tadashi- La Jolla
4) Zensei- North Park
5) Onami- Mission Valley (check)
6) Seau's- Mission Valley (to this i say... are you serious?)
7) Zen 5- Pacific Beach
8) Ono- Hillcrest
9) Miso Harney- Old Town (lmao! yeah, it's real)
10)The Sushi Delis- Downtown, Hillcrest
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