The end is in sight!

I cannot believe my last post here was over 3 months ago…I just haven’t had the time nor have I been in the right mood. At any rate, if everything goes as planned, I will graduate this summer with my Master’s Degree. Not that I am not enjoying graduate school, in fact, I am really starting to like what I have learned and probably will learn. The problem is that I need to get out of here, as in get out of the US and start teaching and traveling again. I am getting bored with being in California. The last time I was out of the country on my own was more than a year ago. One year in the same place is way too long for me. I need to keep moving. I constantly need new and interesting things to keep my mind engaged, hence, I do not have a planner or calendar of any kind. I just remember things.

The past week or so has been fun, intriguing, and stimulating. The classes I am taking are challenging and I have pretty much been reading a great deal of academic materials, even in my dreams. I was reading about a bunch of research and theories one late night for my Applied Linguistic Research class and I fell asleep. Subsequently, my mind continued reading about the research and I saw the texts clearly and I knew I was asleep, to an extent. I couldn’t completely control what I was doing (Lucid dreaming) but it was definitely the closest I have been. Anyway, I recommend this site for those who seek to keep their mind sharp. Peace.

All Hallows Eve

Happy Halloween, I guess. Do people even know what Halloween is? Where did it come from? Why is it celebrated? Most people do, I hope. History has it that Halloween falls on the night before ‘All Hallows Day’ which is Nov. 1st. It originated from the Roman’s ancient ‘festival of the dead’. A close relative to it would be the Celtic’s celebration of ‘Samhain’. In any case, the purpose of Halloween is to honor the dead (for the Romans). The Celts, however, believe that on All Hallows Eve, the boundaries between our world and the world of the dead overlap, and the dead would come back to life to, well, basically fuck our world up. Dressing up and disguising using costumes is one of the ways to keep oneself out of ‘harm’s’ way. Scary pumpkins and bonfires are also used to keep the ‘spirits of the dead’ away. Nowadays, most people don’t even think about the history or the meaning behind holidays and festivals because they’re all so commercialized and conventionalized. Ask any college student what they’re doing for Halloween and nine out of ten will tell you that they’re dressing up and getting trashed. Chicks would dress up as slutty as possible and dudes would wear as little cloth as possible (given that they’re in shape). This might not apply to you in which case, good for you! If it does, no offense.

Quoting Forrest Gump, “And that’s all I have to say about that”.

Happy Halloween.

I don’t know what I want anymore.

Taking 6 classes for a total of 17 units is definitely taking its toll. This past month was a little bit of a blur in a way that I don’t know where all the time went. It was mainly class, homework, reading, sleep, and doing it all over. I am content though I’ll admit that. I did and do still have some doubts but that’s normal really. Anyway, I have to “vent” somewhere so this might as well be the place. Myriad thoughts always drift through my mind when I go to bed and I never fall asleep until 2 or 3 hours later. My brain has even been working every night because I haven’t had a dreamless night (which is a good thing) since…I don’t remember when.

I’m also starting to have doubts about Peace Corps and I haven’t the faintest idea why. I wish I could have the compass in the Pirates of the Caribbean that tells me what I want most…that would make things so much easier. Sometimes it’s hard to tell if I’m doing what my heart wants or if I’m doing what I think my heart wants or even if I’m doing what I think I’m expected to do. Feelings are associated with the heart, true, but the brain is the instrument that interprets these feelings. The brain is logical and rational but feelings aren’t. So, what I’m left with are more unanswered questions. Great.

It might seem that I’m pouring my heart out, but I’m really not, not on here anyway.

First day of school…tomorrow

It’s been more than two years since I finished my last final exam and I thought then I’d be done with school forever. Life, however, has a way of maneuvering down strange roads that eventually led me back to…school. It’s the same in that it’s different. I’ve had a long enough break to take this on as something new. I’ve learned plenty during this long break, things that aren’t taught in school. I’m sure I’m well prepared and yet, I feel a sense of unfamiliarity. Something’s amiss. I can’t put it in words. It’s weird. In any case, I am excited and nervous about grad school. I shall see what it really is like tomorrow.

**8/31 – Tuesday

Well, at least I survived the first day. It’s only going to get harder from here on out. LOTS of reading and homework. I took too long of a break and got out of the habit of preparing for class and all that. Now I have to get back into it. It’s going to be fun though because my linguistic classes are right up my alley and so interesting. The professor has a good sense of humor and that helps. To feel better and get “everything” out of my system, I’m going to scream: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Game on.

It was only a kiss…

Stop looking for deeper meanings. It’s a simple gesture. A simple hug, a simple kiss, why make it so complicated? Pft…look who’s talking. Yes, it’s understandable that we want to believe that there’s something more, it’s our basic instincts driving us to find meaning in everything and it’s hard to fight against that, but, sometimes, things just happen. Call it coincidence, fate, destiny…life. Doesn’t matter as long as it makes us feel comfortable, as long as it fits our beliefs because, when we get to the root of it, there are only two outcomes: either you believe that there’s an ultimate consequence (in which case your life is adding up to that last moment some call ‘eternity’), or you believe that your actions here and now are all that matter, nothing more. You can’t have it both ways. You can’t always get what you want.

A little song I wrote…

“More than that”

Sitting next to me the first time we met,
Our conversation was so simple and short yet.
Something was different ’bout you not sure why,
Just another girl I thought and drifted off in my mind.

Days gone by and no idea how,
I ended up on the phone with you somehow.
You were looking for your friend you needed some help,
But she wasn’t there so I offered my hand.

Well fate had our paths crossed again,
Though sometimes things also happen by chance.
And so that’s how it went,
You and me became good friends.

Somehow I knew it meant more than that,
No words could describe the feeling I had.
Never got the courage to tell you how I felt,
For I knew we were both on a different track.

We didn’t see each other much after that,
The time we had too little to share.
Too few moments we had together,
But it felt like we were closer than ever.

Many times we caught each other’s eyes,
So many things hiding I thought I would die.
Nothing would come out no reason why,
I know you felt the same but it’s too hard to try.

Well fate had our paths crossed again,
Though sometimes things also happen by chance.
And so that’s how it went,
You and me became good friends.

Somehow I knew it meant more than that,
No words could describe the feeling I had.
Never got the courage to tell you how I felt,
For I knew we were both on a different track.

You had me, the moment, everything felt so right.
But tell me, how could we, so easily have, let it slipped away.

And there we were saying goodbye,
You had to leave wasn’t really your choice.
One last kiss and one last hug,
Everything I’ll treasure for you were the one.

It’s not me, it’s you

It’s true. It’s the way you make me feel. It’s the way you talk, the way you move. The way the world dissolves when you’re around. Yeah right, who do you think you are? Nah, kidding. It’s really me. Always moving. Your fault though. Doesn’t make sense. It shouldn’t. No meaning, or is there? Let’s not make excuses. Let’s face it. Life’s too short. Live, love, and learn right? Wrong. It’s hard to gather my thoughts. My thoughts exactly. Just about enough, and there it goes. Again. Once. Twice. Three blind mice. Stop it. This is for real. No more faking. No more denying. Accept it. You. Who? You. Okay me. Now what? Run. No. Go back. Possibly. It’s coming closer. Can’t be. It’s an illusion. Has to be. How? Look. There. Right beyond that edge. Don’t. Get away. That light. That noise. It’s mind-numbing. Think. Now. Too late. No need. Not anymore. It’s over. Get it? The end. El fin. Time’s up…but, no but. Leave it the way it is. A full circle. Right on.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

While reading the book Kristen Steward keeps popping into my head whenever Lisbeth Salander (the hacker) comes up in the scenes. The role is almost made for her. The movie is coming out in 2012 and there’s actually already one made in 2009 in Sweden: Man som hatar kvinnor. It looks like Carey Mulligan will get the part since Steward will be pretty busy filming the Twilight thing and another indie movie. The book itself is slow-paced in the beginning but then everything starts to build up. The descriptions are very graphic and intense and it’s very easy to picture the environment in which most of the story takes place. I recommend it. The third and last book of the series “The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest” is already out and I still have yet to buy it.

I haven’t had much time to read because of work, which isn’t bad at all. I actually enjoy going to work. Our latest Census operation is called the Non-Response Follow-Up Re-Interview (NRFU RI) where we have to call to check on the quality of the work (interviewing households) by the enumerators. We’ve been getting hung up on and bitched at by some of the people we called, which is understandable since they’ve already given the interview and have been counted. It gets a little discouraging and we get to a point where we don’t want to call anymore. We don’t have a choice though so we try to make it as painless as possible. The problem with working for the Census is that they love verbatims (reading off of scripts word for word) and as one of my co-workers put it: the one thing you can count on working for the Census is that you can’t count on anything. Anyhow, the people I work with are great, there’s no competition since we’ll all be out of a job soon. It’s my day off tomorrow and I got a lot of crap to catch up on…I hadn’t written in weeks and I need to clean up my room, it’s become…chaotic, not that it wasn’t before but right now it’s pretty bad…and my Lakers just swept the jazz ALRIGHT! Suns next.

The Hunger Games

So, I recently bought a bunch of more books to read and the one that intrigued me the most is The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. I first read about it online and it reminded me of the popular and controversial Japanese movie Battle Royale. The major difference is that in the movie everyone knew each other and have been classmates for a while. In the book, however, which is set in the near future, none of the “subjects” knew each other. The story goes that the nation of Panem, a Capitol surrounded by twelve districts that lie in the ruins of what was known as America, holds an annual Hunger Games that forces one boy and one girl from each of the districts to fight to the death (to keep order). Sixteen-year-old Katniss Everdeen from District Twelve takes her sister’s place in the Games and a fight for survival begins. It’s an entertaining book but the Japanese movie is somewhat better. There are many similarities between the two and I don’t want to spoil too much. Just read it, and watch the movie, it’s a great movie. Anyway, some other books I got include Heresy, The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (1), The Girl Who Played With Fire (2), and Catching Fire (which is series #2 of The Hunger Games). If you can’t tell already I love historical fiction, especially the ones which deal with religion and knowledge and hidden secrets (true or not). I’d also recommend Ghostwalk and The Devil’s Labyrinth if you’re into historical fiction (killings and murders and shit). I’m also planning to read all seven Harry Potter again I LOVE HARRY POTTER!