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rhyla
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Country: United States
Birthday: 10/17/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: piano, flute, I've dabbled with composition mostly influenced by classical/world music, sketching (current interests are graphite and charcoal), writing prose/poetry...oh, and of course, anime/manga and RPGs =P
Expertise: listening
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  rhyla
Member Since:
7/20/2003
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| Holy shit it's an update. *ahem* so yeah...popping over to make a little announcement:
$10 dollars off if you book tickets before Feb. 10! I'd really
encourage everyone to make it out if they can; an all-API cast VM is a
first for the Los Angeles area, and we hope this will become the first
of a long run of yearly performances. But for that to happen we'll need your support! IMBD the actresses' names if they don't sound familiar; we've got a good mix of well-known and rising talents in the cast.
</plug> That is all.
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| It's that time of the year for sales of graduation regalia. Besides the usual cap and gown, some special people get to have sashes because they're...um, special and honored in some way. I was browsing the all the stuff the uclastore.com has and, well...there's the standard satin sash:
and then there's this:
The "Asian-inspired" graduation sash. To which all I have to say is...the hell?
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| I really should get into the habit of updating semiregularly...I haven't written much at all lately outside of academic blah. Hell week of this quarter is over, now it's just the culmination of finals and all the longer-term stuff I've been working on/involved with that I can look forward to. Yay.
Found the old draw a pig, reveal your personality test, gave it a shot:
I drew it in maybe two minutes using my trackball, so yeah. Apparently I'm a realist, traditional, friendly, emotional and naive (?), secure, stubborn, and stick to my ideals. Size of the ears and tail are supposedly related to listening skills and sex life. Hah.
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| So yeah, I haven't touched the xanga in quite some time. Oops. But whatever. In the spirit of finals week, and for some perspective, perhaps:
It has long been acceptable to criticize colleges as ivory towers, sheltered from life's harsher realities. To some this is the best thing about college, however, and it is never more evident than during the last days of a course. The very concept of a course enforces the idea: the student isolates one area of study, temporarily, from the rest, commences learning in that area, and finally concludes the process. Both he and the instructor know that subjects are immutably entangled with each other, and that learning does not start and stop on key dates in the academic calendar. Yet a course's conclusion has a gratifying unreality, offering us an option we so rarely have elsewhere - a clean break. If we choose, we can cease to think about this subject, cease to confront this teacher, cease to talk with or even to see the other students in the class. We can end the whole experience, leaving behind only the relatively trivial residue of the grade.
How exceptional this is! What a contrast to the usual messy durability of our ideas, our obsessions! As we grow older, we come to recognize that most experiences are hard to conclude, and that they leave behind untidy, unwieldy, and unwanted effects. People do not disappear comfortably; we must repel them, or they must abandon us. No relationship has so natural an end as that between student and teacher, or between students in the same course. This is not to say that no such relationship can continue, or that knowledge should be forgotten or thinking suspended because a course is over. That, we must hope, rarely happens. The marvelous thing is that it can happen, if that is what we want. In this artificial world of thought and experience, we can close the books, without insult or offense, for good and all.
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| New respect for Thinkpads. I spilled (apparently a pretty good
amount of) tea on my keyboard with no damage done. The only
difference I've noticed is that my keyboard and surrounding desk area
look a bit cleaner from the unintended wash. The main eek factor
came from the
everything-of-import-except-screen-situated-directly-below-keys bit, as
laptops are fond of doing. I tipped my poor laptop over, and
there was enough water in there for a small stream to flow out. I
abuse my laptop so.
The whole thing reminded me of an old, old desktop I used to
have...while I was using it, my baby brother drooled onto the
monitor. The screen went black. I didn't touch the thing
for like a week after, but then it booted just fine later.
Yay for moments of genius. I blame early shifts at work; the
other day I was trying to count rolls of dimes, and somehow lost the
ability to multiply by 5. This was around 6:30am. This
kinda suprised me; since calculus, multiplying had gotten so automatic
that addition actually took extra effort. Whatever. At
least the break week blitz is over. Now on the the actual quarter.
Yay: I got to work at Tsunami for the first time in forever. Tsunami is fun. I had a sushi lunch.
Bleh: The person who was supposed to replace me got lent to the
Coop. I got left there for like 5+ hours. (I was scheduled for
maybe 2 or 3.)
Yay: I got an extra long break.
Bleh: Off the clock.
Yay: I closed at Tsunami, which is one of the jobs I specialize in.
Bleh: I also opened there.
My supervisor after I got off work: "Oh, you're finally done!" It's been a long day.
Instead of big textbooks, my classes this quarter require 5 and 7
paperbacks of varying sizes. Reminds me of my social psych
class. Course, for that class I actually liked all the books we
read--that still remains to be seen for these.
Yay for disjointed entries. That is all.
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