Litchi Sake

Color Photos on a Sunny Day

2011-08-23T13:19:00.000-07:00

Scary Thorn Plant

2011-08-15T17:19:00.000-07:00

Slightly Saturated Flowers

2011-08-11T15:00:00.000-07:00

Is the editing noticeable?

Everyone Gives Me Dating Advice

2011-08-08T20:28:00.001-07:00

Correction- everyone and their mother gives me dating advice. As I was lounging around in Sculpture class, I ended up talking to the guy across the concrete table- Blueman. We were speaking casually of our goals in life. He remarked, 'You want a family, right?' I proceeded to tell him I'm not looking. Then a 20something guy joins in on what becomes a decent conversation on family planning and love. Apparently, the first time love happens is a joke, the second time for real, and complete luck if love makes a kablam for the third time around. Of course, I'm ever the skeptic and ask him how he would know (we're all kind of too young to know anything.) He says he heard it from friends. I mildly cringe at his sources. Blueman tells me as his eyes glaze over from the memories, 'Life doesn't work out the way you plan it.’ I agree. Yet, I doubt lookin' for guys is what I should be doing anyhow. The eventual consensus among my wise and knowing classmates is that I'm too young and will eventually back down. It's a possibility; but I hope not. Even if I gained nothing from this silly talk, I find it amusing that I had a conversation with two guys on how love works. I think I’m on my way to being a more well-rounded person because of it.

Know What You Want

2011-08-06T12:10:00.000-07:00

Being in college the past two years, I find people asking, “What do you want to do with your life, your major, your goals?” They’re essentially asking the same thing though, “What do you want?” For better or worse, I want tons of things- good friends, a decent living, a condo with vintage furniture and an espresso machine. For me, it’s easy to want things, want everything. I think the catch is what do I want the most? Which dreams am I willing to put on hold, even let go of?
If everyone had just one want in all of life, I bet it would be much easier to decide what will go and what will stay. But because we have so many wants, every choice becomes a personal sacrifice.

Black Birds in a Tree

2011-08-05T14:48:00.000-07:00

I found those birds by my regular coffee spot.

I'm Too Lazy To Look Artfully Inspired Everyday

2011-06-12T18:09:00.000-07:00

Today's outfit was put together by necessity more than an inspired fashion statement. Because I wait close to the last minute to do my laundry, I can get boxed in to whatever I felt like not wearing. What was left of my clean clothes was a homemade skirt I'm not particularly fond of and some tanks I use for the gym, lovely. But as Tim Gunn would say, "Make it work!" I scraped together the basics of a decent ensemble, yes? When I choose clothes it comes down to weird color combinations and whatever my short attention span pops out at the end of ten minutes.
On a side note, I found some lovely shoes.
On a bigger note, I have a new dog to get in my face during picture time- Ozwald.

-Lyn

p.s. Oz is a girl

Road Trip with Parents

2011-05-10T15:43:00.000-07:00

Now that it's all over, I wonder what I was thinking agreeing to a 12-hour road trip. But my parents gained immense joy going on this 'adventure' so I can't say it was a bad idea.
My outfits for the excursion were quite simplified- t-shirt, dark wash jeans, and camera (at times). Savvy hats or light blue scarves were tried and found impractical for the weather. Think cold. But we pressed on and ended up back where we started- home. And so, it wasn't that bad at all.

I'm Still Working on the Whole Natural Thing

2011-04-27T10:46:00.001-07:00

I'm debating whether this is any better than my other attempts at being 'natural.' But I do remember that particular pose being fun. I really wanted this post to be about my awesome finished sewing project. But alas, it's not finished and it's looking more hideous the more I work on it. So when mom called me in mid-frustration for a Starbucks run, I was game. Enjoy a completely un-DIY outfit from head to toe.

-Lyn who is contemplating murdering her current project and making it into a skirt

Looking Natural in Pictures Is Hard

2011-04-22T11:13:00.001-07:00

Switching over to a blog about finding personal style has made me realize I am an awkward poser. I do not find it fun for Dad to take multiple pictures of me whatsoever. And so, my new goal is to be cheap and hang a bed sheet somewhere in the house and practice looking natural. Am I the only one finding this funny?

-Lyn

I Made the Dress

2011-04-19T21:35:00.000-07:00

Besides proclaiming that I made the dress, I would also like to note I wear that brown hat everywhere. I've been debating what direction I want this blog to head as I transition from jumbled thoughts and ideas to a more focused theme. Do I want this place to be about sewing, biology, my academic pursuits, and the like? I have come to the conclusion that in the past few years, I was trying to make this blog everything. But now, maybe it'll just be mainly about the clothes with small excerpts of daily life. It's hard to pick when my interests are quite varied. But I'll see where all of this goes.

-Lyn

Made a Dress Out Of a King Size Bed Curtain

2011-04-17T14:49:00.000-07:00

There were so many fitting problems with this dress. I need to borrow my darling friend's sewing textbook and do some night study. But lately, sewing has been a chore and I am debating whether to work on something else. I know I need the practice in guitar.

-Lyn...should "of" be capitalized in the title?

Signs of a Good Afternoon

2011-04-16T14:31:00.000-07:00

1. Ice Cream
2. Sunny Day
3. Cool looking rocks
4. Beach

My Bean Sprout in Three Stages

2011-04-15T11:04:00.001-07:00

My bean sprout is actually growing. The time it took for this plant to come out was much longer than the ones in my previous science class. Those sprouted high and mighty in less than a week. Then again, we lathered some of those babies in crazy growth hormone. I'm happy the sprout actually grew seeing as how I only put one seed in there. I'm a winner.

For this one, I only took pictures when I saw some green. Next time, I would like to schedule taking pictures on a regular basis whether there's any green or not. I feel my documentation should be more methodical. The result will look much cooler when I put it all together.

-Lyn who likes to do nerdy things...even though she's not a nerd

Say Hello to Bright Sunny Days

2011-03-30T16:08:00.001-07:00

Today, I went to my first community center guitar class. It's one of those $5 one-size-fits-all group sessions. One student had 20+ years of experience. The other pupils definitely knew more chords than me. And so, during the lesson, I was banished to the G chord, strumming it over and over again for half an hour. All in all, I feel I'm more disappointed than what is appropriate for something Dad paid five bucks for. I still have hope that I'll learn the guitar, eventually...

To alleviate my sour attitude, I thought it would be fun to try and compose some shots. It was uncharacteristically sunny today so outside I went. I would've shown you pictures of the awesome guitar I can't play. But after reviewing the shots, I concluded none did the instrument justice. Hopefully another day I'll achieve the vibe I'm looking for.

-marilyn

The Bean Sprout Project: Day 1

2011-03-29T16:08:00.000-07:00

Despite giving up all things science in the school arena, I was feeling the urge to plant something. So, I acquired the needed supplies to document the life of a bean sprout. Rather than treating this project as a research assignment, this will be more like a photography mission to make every shot cool. Enjoy.

-Lyn

I hope I'll see some green. I only put one seed in there.

Church Sunday

2011-03-27T09:24:00.001-07:00

It's weird to think it's Sunday when I'm spending the morning researching classes to take during the summer. I woke up extra early today for no reason and needed something to take up the time. I hear my parents getting ready and I should be doing the same. But right now, I'll soak in a quiet moment before everything or nothing happens. I find it strange to think that no matter how much I know, I can't even know five minutes ahead of me.

-Lyn

A Few Animal Photos

2011-03-23T22:48:00.001-07:00

Seeing as how my last blog was weeks ago, here is a recap. I went on adventures to the De Young Museum and Pier 39. But as of a few days ago, my mission was to take on the midterm crackdown! I survived. But I don't feel that great about it. My writing midterm was sub par. I hope my professor is one of mercy. If not, then my grade is my fault and I'll live up to it. I would have wrote the cliche, "Face the music" rather than "[L]ive up to it." But I don't get the phrase. What does "Face the music" mean? Is it experiencing some form of auditory torture?

Life is in the planning stages seeing as how I'm finally finishing off all of the prerequisites I need to become an art major. But this puts me in a tight spot for Fall. If I finish off all of my classes in the summer, what am I going to do the semester before I transfer?

Besides that bouncing off my brain receptors, I still have not decided what kind of art I am going to specialize in. In the studio art category, I have the options of new media, photography, ceramics, painting/drawing, or textiles. But how about studying art education or art psychology? I have until August to narrow down the list; but it would gnaw at me to not actively think about it right this moment.

-marilyn

Bella Boo

2011-02-03T13:11:00.000-08:00

My dog is a character.

-Lyn

Rest & Recover

2011-01-26T14:02:00.000-08:00

I'm sick, kind of. I have a cough. I went to the doctor and she basically told me I'll be fine without medication and only get the prescribed stuff if I get worse. If not, just take a Ricola. I'm kind of disappointed that I'm only supposed to take cough drops. I'm not a med addict or anything. I'd just like to think I'm not so much of a wimp to go to the doctor for a slight cough. I wanna be one of those tough cookies who just push through. But it's okay. It's much more fun to eat cookies than be a tough cookie anyways.

-Lyn

What's Coming Next?

2011-01-21T22:44:00.001-08:00

I was going on a walk with my dog and found a tree. I'm not sure if I like this photo or not. It has a lot of interesting details. But it's kind of cliche to do a plant. I think of those overly airbrushed, macro shots of flowers. You know what I'm talking about, the kind that come in calendar form. In a way, I respect those commercial shots because they are satisfying an audience I wouldn't be able to please. On the other hand, as great as macro flowers are, can't we have some innovation? This is my predicament with the tree picture. Is it good? Is it bad? Sometimes, it's hard to discern the difference.

Besides this, I'm just going through the motions of school. I think I'll end up being an art major because that's what I always go back to in my mind. On the other hand, what also comes to mind is the picture of an overworked starving artist. I wish I was Charlie (when he inherited the factory) and Willie Wonka would just tell me, "And Charlie, don't forget about what happened to the man who suddenly got everything he ever wanted. He lived happily ever after."

I know that with God I should never really feel like I need anything, because ultimately, He is the only thing I need and I have Him. But sometimes, I just want to live happily ever after. Call me selfish. But I really do feel the urge to ask for everything- a perfectly lived life where I do art and not starve, take residence in a condo with an espresso machine and a bookshelf, go to Disneyland whenever I want with one of those front of the line passes, the works. Why can't I just live life solely for my own pleasure? But Matthew 10:39 says, "Whoever finds their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life for my sake will find it." As great as material things and Disneyland can be, they're not worth my life. But man, they make it so tempting.

-Lyn

Book Protection

2011-01-14T08:57:00.000-08:00

I remember a few years back going to the big box store and finding spandex book covers. They're okay, definitely adequate for big hard cover textbooks. But it won't really work on paperbacks that need less stretch and pull and more stability in the construction.

Yesterday, I wanted to get some protection for my soft cover book, 200 Projects to Get You Into Fashion Design. This is where sewing is rather useful. With its magic, I made a cute, sturdy cover that will help cushion my clumsiness with its canvas construction. When I bought the book a year ago, I was so meticulous in its care that it was barely read. Now, I can read with the peace of mind my paperback will not be tarnished. Win!

-Lyn

The Simple Stuff

2011-01-13T16:28:00.000-08:00

Sometimes, I get so wrapped up in the big long term plans that I don't appreciate the good stuff happening right now. My dad and I go to Starbucks practically everyday and spend time together. I slouch watching the tele and don't worry about paying bills or feeding families (except my dog). I spend a lot of moments lazing around and yet there's still time to do laundry. It's a wonderful life I live and it's a shame that I get so overwhelmed by the big unknown future that I don't savor the moment. So that's why I'm writing this post...to take time and reflect on all the good simple stuff happening to me right now. Isn't it great?

-Lyn

The After Christmas Series: Stainless Steel Water Bottle

2011-01-07T13:09:00.000-08:00

This is my new steel water bottle Auntie Gemma gave me. It's a neat metallic color, yea? I've been using it around the house so that there are less cups to wash. My dad's a happy camper for that because I usually leave my half-full cups everywhere. Now, it's down to two...I think. It also helps remind me to drink more water in general. My doctor advised me on it for my skin's sake. Hopefully, I'll get into the habit.

This is new so I don't want to lose it. But seeing as how I lose everything (even my favorite 0.5 technical drawing pencil), I'm happy this came in a set of two. Practicality for the win!

-Lyn

The After Christmas Series: A Christmas Card

2011-01-04T22:26:00.001-08:00

My best friend from middle school mailed me a card. It puts a warm feeling in me to get something I completely do not deserve. She's way too nice to me. I opened it up and there's a handwritten Christmas note inside saying hi and such. We really need to catch up one time. There's still a few more days of Spring Break. Hopefully, I won't be so forgetful and plan something out. Thank you Milyin...and not just for the card.

Until next time,

Lyn

The After Christmas Series: Purple Levis

2011-01-03T20:28:00.001-08:00

Hey everyone,

With this gift from Mom, I think that's the last of the year's Christmas presents. And so, as an expression of gratefulness to everyone who has gotten me something, I am going to start a blog series of me using the items I've been given. Now let's get on with the post already!

Although I don't like asking for Christmas presents, I do like asking for regular presents. I was in the big box store with my mom and picked these up. Since we were actually supposed to shop for leggings (due to the ridiculously cold weather lately), she remarked the purple Levis would be my Christmas present. I think I have a penchant for purple shoes seeing as how I bought some purple high tops awhile ago. Maybe it goes with my like of clowns or something. They just seem more appealing to me than black shoes. What I like specifically about this pair is the white top stitching. It's a small detail that makes the design look really clean. I'll probably use them a lot actually. Unlike my other low tops, these don't hurt my feet or look unbearably worn out. Thanks mommy.

-Lyn

Three People Told Me to Pray, so I Should Probably Do It

2011-01-02T22:32:00.000-08:00

One of them was my friend petting the parrot. It's always good to hear someone else's voice other than one's own. And so, I was getting the opinions of everybody...and I mean it. It's time to decide how I'll spend the Fall&Spring semester. That doesn't sound like a big deal but it is. Well, I think it is. I have certain opportunities set before me that are both good, which is the problem.

Option 1 There's a surgical technology program running at my school. It requires one year of intense study. If I take it, I could become a surgical technologist. That will get me in the operating room working with doctors. I could finally see them up close rather than on TV. It could be a pivotal point of finding out whether I really want to be an M.D. or anything in the medical field. On top of that, I'd potentially get paid 30k a year. It isn't a lot but it's enough to pay for school and have some left over to save for if I study past my bachelor's degree. But there's also some flaws in the plan. It'll set me back one year for my major. It'll take 4.5 years for me to graduate.

Option 2 I could go straight ahead and start studying my major. It would take 3.5 years for me to graduate. That's one year less. I could still apply for the summer EMT program. The problem with that is hospitals prefer EMTs with experience. And so, it would be harder to find work.

Like I said, either option wouldn't be bad. But either path I take leaves some type of disadvantage. This is life I suppose. You bet on one thing and not the other in hopes that the thing you bet on...is worth it.

-lyn

G'morning New Year!

2011-01-01T10:08:00.000-08:00

Although it is the dawn of 2011, I want to reflect on some of my favorite experiences in 2010.

1. Screaming and running around in pure joy the day I found out I scored a "B" in the toughest science class I've ever taken.

2. All those lunches my Dad and I ate when school was finished. We ended up finding a lot of good eats.

3. Christmas

4. I’m pretty sure this is also the year I learned of my favorite study drink, the Dirty Chai

5. Bumming on the beach on multiple occasions

6. Visiting the Academy of Sciences

New Toy for Christmas: Canon RC-6

2010-12-29T20:31:00.000-08:00

moded face

overexposed

Yay presents!

I bought a remote control for my camera. Happy Christmas! I'm pretty self indulgent around this time of year. Last winter, I bought myself a pair of Air Jordans. Ironically though, if I asked my parents for either item, they would say yes. But I always feel kind of icky telling them what I want . My parents shouldn't feel obligated to get me a certain something because I asked them to. When I do ask for a specific gift, it doesn't mesh as well as if I just bought it myself anyways. Is it just me who doesn't like to tell people what they want for Christmas? Or does everyone get (charmingly) interesting presents this time of year?

Another plus of not asking for types of presents is the surprise of it all. This year, I got a ceramic Hello Kitty to paint, a few sets of warm looking knit gloves (that will definitely be put to the test when school starts again), fruity smelly lotion and a beach bag resembling an upside down trapezoid. If I was specific in what I wanted, how could I ever be surprised by what I got? I like the idea of people getting me things that they sincerely think I would like. It opens up my eyes to new things I could add in my life, a little extra color in there.

-lyn

Last note on the toy: The camera responds to the remote as it should. But it's a little slower than I expected. I blame instant gratification, of which, I am definitely accustomed to. Besides that, it's pretty darn awesome fun to play with.

Kind of Different, No Actually the Same

2010-12-28T11:39:00.001-08:00

I want to say that life is quite different from what it was two months ago. But actually, it's not so much. I still go to school. I still don't know what I'm going to do with my life as much as I try to plan it out. Essentially, everything is where I left off.

Although, I did experience a little more. I went to the Academy of Sciences and studied a Pycnopodia helianthoides, Sunstar, for a project. I had quite a few Pumpkin Spice Lattes. That's new. I draw a little more. I live a little extra. It all adds up to a better two months than the two months before, right?

-lyn

By the way, the frog was from my trip to the Academy of Sciences. The Sunstar didn't photograph as well.

Utility Bag in the Works

2010-10-27T18:34:00.000-07:00

As you can see, it looks done. But it's not. I'm still deciding whether to draw dinosaurs on it or a spade. Then the stuff on the inside needs help. The lining is getting caught on the zipper making it hard to open/close. I'm grateful these are only minor technical details and plain happy this project is actually usable. Win! I love when things work.

-lyn

Field Trip

2010-10-20T10:03:00.000-07:00

The End

My Life Is Quiet

2010-10-03T15:19:00.000-07:00

Usually around this time of the year, I'd be stressing over my grades. But right now, I wish I cared more. Seeing as how I'm not planning to be a doctor anymore, there's really no point in me striving for med school decent grades. It's hard to find the motivation to excel when I only need to just get by. I hope I find some passion soon because anything under an "A" will bring down my GPA. But don't think I'm better than I am. My GPA isn't that high. My school just grades a little differently. If you met me, you'd see I'm unashamedly ditsy.

-lyn

A Drawing a Day Keeps the Psychiatrist at Bay

2010-09-01T23:52:00.000-07:00

My best friend Rake is leaving for a city far away. She's pretty awesome in my eyes so who knows what challenges she'll meet with vigor and come out with victory. On another note, I realized I'm unhappy with Biology as my major. I mean I like Biology itself; I just dislike labs like crazy....and I was planning to be a researcher (or a surgeon). I guess I didn't love science enough. Because if I did, then I would have stayed.
So, this semester is filled with the annoying feeling of restlessness. I know this is the time to reflect and figure out something I won't give up on. But I've been here before and I hate feeling like I'm stagnating...even if it is the right thing to do. That's partly why I end up doing things I don't even like to do. I don't take the time to think through my decisions. I'd rather just move. But in the long run, it's a waste to do all the stuff I hate because I never took a moment to figure out what I actually like to do. So yes, I'm uncomfortable being still. But is it a more efficient use of my time? Yup. Don't I hate that? Indubitably.
On the up side (because there always is something positive whether we acknowledge it or not), I've had more time to draw...and be frustrated with how ugly it turns out. Then I draw some more. It's easier to contemplate and concentrate when I have a pencil in my hands. It seems like such a small good thing.

Living on earth is never without its flaws. But it doesn't mean we all have to be cynics.

-Lyn

I Have Nothing to Prove to You

2010-08-03T18:20:00.000-07:00

I learned this lesson for the third time already. It was time to archive it somehow.

Vlog

2010-07-30T23:29:00.000-07:00

I wrote on paper and made a video instead. I'm so awkward. But whatever, this project was more to explore a concept than anything else.

Vacation Day 1

2010-07-27T23:10:00.000-07:00

Seeing as how my community service ended yesterday, I consider this day the first of my vacation. The beach was pleasant this afternoon switching from cloudy-windy to sunny-nice. After my nap, Dad took me to a tennis game- Maria Sharapova versus Zheng Jie. It was an entertaining match where Sharapova gave a peeved, frustrated look after the millionth deuce on the fourth set. How can it not get annoying being at deuce for forever and a day? But besides that, I got to see up close the prettiest tennis star ever- Ana Ivanovich. Take note she is of the many who look different in person than anywhere else. This day definitely went beyond my expectations. Between napping and being a paparazzi fan to tennis stars, today isn't just good, it's awesome.

-lyn

On a side note, the Stanford campus is huge! I was only on the part near the track and the outdoor stadium. I didn't even see the actual school building yet. I would want to go there just because of the size. Forget the prestige. Go for the space. Maybe it's my small school claustrophobia that makes me so ardent for the Ivy League (at the moment).

Marilyn and Paint #1

2010-07-19T19:10:00.000-07:00

One of My Dumber Whims

2010-07-03T22:53:00.000-07:00

I decided to unravel a sweater today. In geeky crafty terms, it's called "frogging." Picture it being three hours later, and having two small balls of yarn and a ton of sweater to show for it. I am not a natural. But so what if I don't have any magical talents yet. There's still time. If it doesn't come upon me, I could always eat dangerous chemicals from the bio lab like the ninja turtles. First they were ordinary turtles, now they're iconic characters of 80s pop culture!

-Lyn

I Haven't Done This in Forever...

2010-06-30T23:13:00.000-07:00

Before

After

The skirt didn't fit right and that was that. Now, I don't have to carry my backpack everywhere. I decided to make some after it dawned on me when I was babbling to Rake, I could just sew some and be done with it.

You'd think I'd forget this epiphany like most of my life lessons seeing as how I don't even keep track of normal conversations.

"Lyn, you just said ______."

"I did? Oh, I guess I kind of remember......."

But this time I actually did...a few days later.

I DIGRESS: Does anyone have tips on getting the correct light balance with unnatural lighting?

-Lyn who will be away at church camp next week

Great People Do What They Do, the Decent Read About Them

2010-06-28T22:12:00.000-07:00

I desire to one day climb to the top of the ladder of awesome rather than be just good. Everyone does. That's why self help books, seminars and superhero comics (to live vicariously through) exist. But I'm thinking maybe that's a big distraction. The awesome don't spend all the day long reading about how other people are amazing, they're busy doing what they do. Maybe I don't need to research thoroughly how others are beyond exceptional. Maybe to be great, I just have to be great.

Or maybe I'll be normal, I don't know.

-Lyn, whose brain's left lobe and right lobe are never in unison

Blurb

2010-06-23T21:08:00.000-07:00

H&M is awesome.

Chippy Chip Chips

2010-06-22T21:13:00.000-07:00

I was in Santa Monica over the weekend. But Dad beat me in putting the pictures online. So, here's a shot of my super duper tasty Acai Topper, courtesy of Jamba Juice. It's sugar, granola, soy milk, additives? I don't know. However bad toppers may be, it can't match my vacation eats. For the past four days, I succumbed to Sour Cream & Onion chips, root beer, animal fries, onion rings...I don't even remember all of it. But I can't have too many regrets eating with the people I love, right?

-Lyn

SING

2010-06-17T17:45:00.000-07:00

I watched a Filipino chick flick. And as all Filipino romances, this one is overwhelmingly cheesy. But I like anything where someone sings. So basically, I've been replaying it only to when the guy does his solo.

-Lynderful...I don't look like that in real life. The sun just felt like shining extra bright.

Close

2010-06-13T23:02:00.000-07:00

I really thought I was going to show you guys a picture of my new haircut. But I accidentally deleted all the shots for the day. C'est la vie. I'll find another handsome bulldog. What replaces today's image is my favorite one. It was during the Christmas party and I was in between taking pictures. Then I saw that and turned my camera back on. It's definitely not the clearest picture or the most complicated story playing out. But something about the overall effect made me love this shot. Babies don't remember what they do. But we remember what babies do to us.

-lyn

Empty Thoughts Late in the Night

2010-06-13T00:40:00.000-07:00

52 minutes ago was a Saturday and that's what I feel like chronicling. If I spoke about Sunday so far, it would just be me transferring pictures and texting Rake (the flying girl). On the day of an hour ago, I got a haircut. I would have put a picture but the only one I like is blurry. I should attempt some type of deep-sounding, psychoanalytic thought to go with that, but I got nothing at the moment. I probably need to read more. I wonder if Tolstoy ever ran out of words. I just did.

Goodnight,

Lyn

Bel-lattes

2010-06-11T19:40:00.001-07:00

Bella did better today at the Dog Park. She has moved on to letting mellow dogs smell her. The energetic ones are still way too crazy for this baby. I'm just happy she's making progress. A few more visits and she might actually start playing with some of them.

As for me, I need to learn how to drive this summer instead of drinking lattes in the afternoon. Don't worry, I'll blog when I start so you all have time to get off the road.

-Lynny which rhymes with Ginny as in the redhead from Harry Potter

Harry Potter Glasses

2010-06-09T19:52:00.000-07:00

When I bought them, that's what the cash register man called them. And I must agree, they are quite magical. Excuse the poorly executed pun. Liking them is no excuse.

-The Four-eyed Lyntastic

An Unproductive Nap

2010-06-07T23:17:00.000-07:00

You know how sleepy someone can get after eating Thanksgiving dinner? It's not even solely the turkey's fault. It's the turkey mixed with gravy that makes everyone sleepy. That's why Thanksgiving is specifically the sleepy food-induced coma holiday. When else do we eat a chemistry of traditional foods marked for causing the yummiest stupor ever? I think I actually had one of those today. Not that I had a Thanksgiving meal in the middle of June (why can't it come twice a year?), but that I had a unique combination of foods that made me sleep at 7 in the evening. When I finally awoke, it was around 9:30 and I could be called especially confused at the time. Though I confess, it felt wonderful to sleep that long. I suppose I'll just have to be productive tomorrow.

-Lynzilla

My Camera Was Stolen a Thousand Times

2010-06-06T22:44:00.000-07:00

Today was ridiculously fun and funny. Kevin borrowed my camera for the night. So now, my memory card is littered with tons of moded pictures of everyone at dinner. I, Lyn, approve of Kevin's pilfering. It's fun to see others' personalities in the photos he took. We're all so human-ish.

I'm such an awkward albatross. But it's nice to laugh at myself once in awhile. I wonder why I was in that pose to begin with; but I suppose it photo'd well. I can't believe spell check did not find "photo'd" a misspelling. Is it really a word?

Anyways, I just want to end this saying it was a good night.

-lyntastic

At the Dog Park with Bella

2010-06-05T18:49:00.001-07:00

Bella does not like dogs. She was jumping onto my knee whenever a dog wanted to sniff her. But she'll eventually have fun. She's just a shy baby who needs to get used to canines and humans in her life rather than just humans. But not all of Bella's day was annoying for her. She was loving standing on her hind legs to get strangers to pet her. She really is such a brat. But she's my brat.

-lyn

LoveLoveLove

2010-06-04T22:08:00.000-07:00

Today is Mommy and Daddy's 33rd anniversary. Daddy said to Mommy, "I met you 40 years ago but I still don't know all of you."

-Lyn

A Tribute to My Baristas

2010-06-03T20:58:00.000-07:00

I think the easiest way to show why I appreciate Baristas to the extent that I do is with a story. At one point, I was an anxious mess. I am generally always an anxious mess. But this was much worse than the usual case. It was a few weeks before school was starting and I couldn't get into my Calculus class. I tend to act hysterical when things I find important aren't fitting perfectly in cohesion with one another. My anxiousness came to the point where I couldn’t function without confessing my unbridled feelings toward not getting into Calculus. And, in my uncontrollable insanity, it was at the ear of a barista. The guy behind the register said something along the lines of, "Get over it." I was at a loss. Here I am, the epitome of drama, and he tells me to get over it? He was smiling. The guy was truly entertained at my theatrical confession. And from it, I found license to take life a little less seriously. Here I was, having to confess to some random guy how I was feeling over a math class. That coffeemaker said something I would have taken forever to learn on my own. And after that, I went there all the time.

The problems didn’t stop there. My first semester was tumultuous. I felt miserable. I was putting myself through something I wanted so bad yet was losing so much in the process. I was tired of constantly feeling small. But eventually, I adapted as all college freshman do. The dramatics eventually died and all that’s left was a feeling of blasé. Yet I must not forget, back when my days were extra miserable, I would go to Starbucks and see my baristas. Because then, I would feel a little better.

-Lyn

Taking Pills at 18

2010-06-02T19:30:00.000-07:00

I'm one of those people who believe in preventative medicine, not the kind you take after you get sick. You probably heard at one time in your life, "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure." But in all honesty, I don't eat right. I like my white flour bagels and dehydrating lattes. I may not go over the 40g o f sugar the average person can have daily; but I'm smaller than the "average" person. I really just don't have a taste for healthy eats. So, I bought a vitamin pill. I know it's not a panacea for every single human disease. But it'll probably prevent some type of disease if I take them, right? I hope so.

Dad and I went to a Farmer's Market after I bought my multivitamin. The place wasn't too big. But the food we got was pretty yummy, wanna see the raspberries?

It's too bad I don't have a picture of the free range chicken. But just picture Farmer's Market yummies and you're halfway there in how good it was.

-Lyn

A Tuesday Posting on Monday Happenings

2010-06-01T19:13:00.000-07:00

Look who I got to see on Memorial Day. She's getting bigger by the second. Bailey Babe is such a sleepy puppy. But that's a good thing. Puppies are supposed to be sleepy. They're babies.

Bella got out of the house too. She's not very socialized so maybe I'll take her to the dog park Saturday? If I do, there'll be pictures. It was a good day for family, some yummy gushers, dominoes, dog park visiting, and Korean ribs. I wish I had a picture of my family altogether. But I guess I'll have a snapshot for the next time we hang out.

*the bottom picture was taken by Mike, my brother-in-law

I Stole from Church

2010-05-30T17:06:00.000-07:00

I promise only I can be that dumb. My wonderful cousin handed me a balloon for a picture I think. And being me, I did not recognize it was the one I passed probably 5 times that day. Instead, I thought she bought a balloon for me. I do realize I can be beyond ridiculous. By the time I gained enough sense to realize it wasn't my balloon, I was already leaving. Oh dear, this girl just stole from church. How did they ever let her graduate?

Anyways, the next day when I went to church for service, I asked the pastor's wife if I should bring it back and she gave me the okay to keep it.

-Lyn

Week of the Dogs

2010-05-16T23:39:00.000-07:00

I ran into a ton of smiley babies all week long, those monsters.

My favorite dogs are the kind that resemble stuffed animals.

Yet, I can't forget that baby's eager face.

And then, there are the dogs who seem old and wise. They've seen it all, done it twice. Just try to raise those grey brows, bet you can't.

One of the funner ways to learn how to be happy is to stare at a golden retriever.

Sniff Sniff Sniff

He has funny white tips; but I don't know why I find them funny.

The last baby I found in Chinatown while tagging along with Dad. Father found the ultimate rice cooker...and I found myself carrying it up a hill. That's love, my dears.- Lyn

The Advent of Bailey

2010-05-09T18:56:00.001-07:00

With it being Mother's Day, what's more appropriate than a new baby? Now that's a cute little buddy. Anywho, she has a more exciting past than most seeing as how she was rescued in front of a pet shop. Her previous mommy was having some hard troubles and couldn't keep her. But she couldn't put her in the SPCA because "Princess" is a pitbull. So, here the dog is in front of a pet shop and my sister meets her. She ends up playing with the pretty girl for an hour and that's that. We have a new little one. Well, Ate* Mich does. What I get is a new friend to visit during the summer. I love dogs.

With getting a new dog, of course my sister was on board.

My brother-in-law on the other hand looks like this half the time.

But come on now, dogs can win over anyone.

Besides that, happy Mother's Day mommies of the world!

-Lyn

*it's a respectful word for one's elder sister in Tagalog, it's pronounced Aw-Teh

Musings on Bart

2010-05-07T19:48:00.000-07:00

I always wonder why my mind wanders every time I sit down. I end up just blocking everything out and thinking pointless thoughts. But today it wasn't as bad as it usually is now that I have something concrete, tangible that may have some worth. So, that is my explanation for the picture.

I'm thinking of taking a break from my habitual weekend Starbucks trip and finding something else to do for three hours. It used to be really fun just chilling out with Rake and drawing but lately, I've felt quite blase. -Lyn

Bella's Sweater

2010-03-29T21:36:00.000-07:00

I really need to work on more creative titles. Anyways, this afternoon I thought I could salvage some of my t-shirt fitting mess ups into dog sweaters. But instead, I ended up just using a shirt that fit yet left unworn for months. Planning never to be worn is the same as not having it at all, right?

It's time to even the score. If I got a shirt, so does my dog.

I am DEFINITELY not adding sleeves next time. Bella has the tendency to trip on them. Plus, they're so billowy her tiny little chicken arms can get stuck in that stretchy knit. Maybe the sizing was too big? I picked the smallest one and was too fretful to alter the pattern. I suppose she'll only put this one on when she's sleeping. Slobbery babies don't move their arms that much I think. If it really becomes that much of a hassle, I could always seam rip them off and finish the edges some way or another.
I always like to add my dog posing. Lighting was much better in the mid afternoon than night hours (which makes sense)...

Oh, the randomness of where the pins are. I suppose it adds to the randomness of having this picture, yea?

As always,

-Lyn

My First Wearable Shirt

2010-03-27T22:39:00.000-07:00

BEFORE

This is my second time dabbling with dress shirts. It had certain setbacks but all in all was worth the effort. Thanks to the seam ripper, I went on without a dramatic moment lasting three minutes longer than it could have. Eventually, I want to get good enough to the point where my clothes look like they were bought in a sophisticated place rather than a home ec project that got a "D." It's a simple silhouette I admit. But it's still good for those sunny summer weekends. My back is two toned thanks to sleeping on the beach wearing an over sized sweater already. Thus, the neckline has generally the same amount of openness as the front. I'll experiment with the straps. One doesn't see it in the picture, but the strings unravel rather quickly unfortunately.

AFTER

Cameras are always the best accessories.

In my life outside of sewing is my dad. He takes care of Bella even when he's tired. That's real love.

It's a random photo. But I must know your opinion. Doesn't it look photoshopped? But, it's not my dear! That day, a bird just came at me and suprisingly I got a pretty good shot out of the uncommon experience. If you hate it, tell me. If you enjoy the random occurrence, thanks.

-Lyn

Jeans, Dogs, Unfinished Blankies

2010-03-26T19:20:00.000-07:00

I've taken a pant leg...

and morphed it into a Stupid Creature! And yes, it is really called that. The tutorial for it was courtesy of Threadbanger.
I'm trying to finish off a baby blanket I started before my niece was born. She's six months already. I blame my amazing skills in procrastination. One day, I shall finish you!
While Father was out, I ran out of food. So, I made some mediocre tasting noodles. Yet, it photographs quite well.
Isn't my Bella Boo a gorgeous little surprise?

-Lyn

Project 2

2010-03-12T20:18:00.000-08:00

From a kid's dress shirt...

to...dress shirt bags

They're for Rake, of course. I'm thinking of making more because there's still some extra fabric. Though, I would prefer a different project altogether. I just don't know what it is yet. The bags are a little on the plain side. But I think with such a basic shape, it wouldn't make sense to be complicated. And plus, when making gifts I try not to stray on the super crafty side. I'd prefer a more streamline look just in case the said person is not into D-I-Y. I'm running out of decent ideas. Any blogs worthy to note for inspiration?
-Lyn

ALERT: Skirt Knockoff

2010-03-04T20:14:00.000-08:00

That my dears, is my favorite dress.
This my loves, is the blatant attempt at copying the bottom. Love it or hate it?

I actually kind of like the skirt. It's the less pretty sister. But at least she's nice. It's just that when you look up close my orange one is definitely heavier. I made it out of lining fabric so I tried doubling the layers so it wasn't so see through. In the end, I should've just used a heavier cloth so I wouldn't have needed a lining. I'll attempt to keep on making stuff but I don't have ideas that I would actually act on. Time to lurk the blogs. -Lyn

BY THE WAY: Apparently, I'm suppose to fix the pictures before I put them into blogger in the right order. I can't move them. Why didn't I notice this when uploading before? Maybe it's my use of URLs predominantly.

I Should Be Writing an Essay

2010-02-28T18:34:00.000-08:00

I'm procrastinating. I have this essay to write. I should have started working this morning. But hey, worse scenarios exist. On March 1, 2010, I'm starting a two month commitment to not buy new clothes and instead modify used stuff. I'll be done by the end of April so it's not that bad. I was just inspired by people who live like that everyday. They buy nothing new. They only eat organic. They use the most minimum amount of electricity and water that I could never succumb to. It's good stuff. I would never be as disciplined. But I'll try two months of consuming a little less. -lyn

I wanna be a barista

2010-02-23T11:11:00.000-08:00

I got my essay butchered today. Though, I'm not really surprised. It's absolute illogical trash. I'm listening to Lauryn Hill at the moment waiting for time to pass. I'm taking a makeup test today. We shall see, won't we? I need something to do. I suppose I should read more. My vocabulary is shedding itself of educated language.

Adjusting

2010-01-31T21:40:00.000-08:00

With all this free time, Life makes me sleepier. I don't complain. It's nice. But the pace isn't what I'm use to yet. Instead of getting distracted and stressed out over minor things accruing, I'm getting eaten by my own silence at this stage. But maybe what I can gain from this is the skill to listen.

Exploration

2010-01-08T09:20:00.000-08:00

Today is my list of what I wanna have with whatever job I get:

- I want to wear pretty clothes

- I'd prefer to work alone but small groups once in awhile

- I would have night hours because I'm not that awake in the mornings

- I would like to play

- A diverse set of duties

- Ordering people around is a must

- Oxygen for the soul

- Yes, I'd love to love my job that much

- Decent enough paycheck to pay for an apartment, bookshelf and espresso machine

I realized I will spend the majority of my life working. Therefore, my job needs awesomeness.

-Lyn

All in All

2009-12-31T23:07:00.000-08:00

It's the last day and the last hour of 2009. Besides finding on television the dire error this is the end of the decade, I also conceived a rather generic blogger thought, "It'll be my last blog of the year." I have no deep messages to impart, no brave confessions to absolute strangers, no desire that life will finally acquire some predictability. I suppose I should narrate some of 2009's brightest moments so when I'm senile, I'll think I'm filled with an overflow of life's craziness. Maybe if I'm overwhelmingly senile, I might even believe I'm cool.
Truly, I don't remember much. I have my Starbucks Fridays. I go to school. I attempt to make friends despite my communication impediments. Maybe one day in a gazillion years when I live a happily ever after in my apartment with my bookshelf and espresso machine, I'll take the the time to reread this blog and find meaning in all this nonsense I write. I suppose that is my hope. - Lyn

Starbucks Friday on Wednesday

2009-12-24T18:40:00.001-08:00

Thanks to my wonderful love, Rake, I've been enjoying my usually weekly Starbucks trip twice in a week. The cause for it is probably Christmas on Friday and Rake's love for me. Anywho, I realized how much I love my Starbucks Fridays. It's really unique to my childhood I guess. No one else hangs out every week at a coffee shop. At least, no one that matters...wait. Time to rephrase, I'm sure the other weekly drink patrons matter but I doubt I matter to them. Is it wrong if they don't matter to me? And of course, we're keeping all of these questions within bounds and context.

I wonder if I'll ever stop reflecting and actually do something.

2009-12-23T19:42:00.000-08:00

I'm starting to feel a little better about my first semester debacle. Soon enough, next semester comes and hopefully a restoration of honor is also in order. Though, before next semester, is break. At the moment, completing my list of domestic chores is rather dismal. Though, in the midst of my overall mediocre efforts, Cal Newport's book of How to Win at College exists. It has nothing to do with Christmas but it does cheer me up of my past failure. It's time to let go and enjoy myself for the rest of these 3 or so weeks. Maybe my newfound resolve will eventually lead to a complete sense of sanity, hopefully. If not, I believe double majors are considerably crazier anyways. So truly, I am just conforming to peer pressure.

Love, Lyn

Is Life really this Normal or am I just that Bored?

2009-11-23T12:25:00.000-08:00

Rake and I were at Starbucks that day. Christmas is coming closer and even though my family is not the type to go all out with the lights and what not, it still has that cheery vibe. I really don't know what I am looking for but it sounds nice enough. Christmas! I think I will save up for the camcorder first. That way, I can vlog about all the places I plan to see. I suppose everything will work out as it should. But there is other stuff going on to besides me pining for London. School is ending....and I'm hooked on Glee! It's a show not a feeling. -lyn

2009-11-16T14:36:00.000-08:00

I know; it's not a very imaginative picture. But it's still cute. Anyhow, I'm still awed by the advent of the calendar in my life. Nothing really changes. I don't think I'll be able to raise the money for London. So, I'm thinking of just spending on small stuff rather than saving. I did the calculations figuring out if I don't make x amount more money starting now, I am incapable of going. It is not impossible. But I don't know what is enough to get there. Hopefully, circumstances will look up on that part of my life. But right now, it's okay. If nothing really comes up I can just blow my cash on something stupid yet entertaining.

-lyn

Structure

2009-11-10T20:36:00.000-08:00

I took the calendar hiding behind the shelf in the kitchen. It's quite useful to stare at for counting down how many more days until the end of the semester. Writing on it is a release. I actually now know some of the dates for my tests.

Anyways, nothing is really new. I am just saving up to go to London or buy a certain awesome camcorder. It is not at all anything worth describing. I promise.

On another note, pictures will be going up. Watch out. The pun is not suppose to be there.

-lyn

I need to stop making the sensible decision.

2009-11-07T10:13:00.000-08:00

I think I'm gonna be an art major. That will be my escape. I know, pay is trash and what not. But for me it'll make life more livable.

(EDIT) By the way, I think I bit the last three words off from some quote out there

Christmas before Thanksgiving

2009-11-05T22:16:00.000-08:00

I doubt you really care but Ms. Materialism(me) is having trouble keeping presents off her mind. I completely acknowledge I'm selfish. If you're so pious as to stick your nose up in the air from disgust, do not read on.

Lyn's 10 or so wishes

10 - Ace of Cakes: Inside the World of Charm City Cakes by Duff and Willie Goldman

How could you not be curious of a guy with the looks of an ex-hockey player baking cake for a living? Plus, I need an inspirational story of someone atypical turning out cool. Everyone does.

9 - A Starbucks card

More Starbucks = More Sanity

8 - A paisley sweater for my dog

My dog outgrew her sweater.

7 - Learn how to make onigiri (triangle shaped sushi)

It just looks like something I would know how to make.

6 - Japan Houses by Marcia Iwatate

I've been sifting through this book at Barnes for years. I'll eventually buy it; I swear.

5 - Get Straight As

4 - Rosetta Stone Software

It is to answer the whim of me wanting to learn another language, preferably spanish.

3 - JVC-GZ-HD40 (It's an HD camcorder)

I want to have multiple formats for recording my life. So the list so far consists of: the blog, the camera, and hopefully the future camcorder.

2 - Go abroad for the summer

I really badly just want to run away this summer and have some fun for a change.

1 - Become a doctor someday

Actually, I don't. Don't tell anyone.

AHA! Life is Good.

2009-10-27T18:38:00.000-07:00

I talked to my science teacher over my grade. There's still a basic chance I can pass the class and I'm willing to take it. I'd rather have a "C" than a "W" (withdraw), babe. So, I'll be studying until I die. But it's worth it. To be honest, as much as I try to deny it, my grades are the only thing in my world I can actually control. If I don't have that down, I've failed at the one thing I push myself to do, the one thing I do solely for myself, the one thing no one steals from me. Everyone chooses a different way of living their life. Only the recipient of that life can really legitimize if it's worth it or not. Tomorrow is made up of studying, sleeping, dying and the occasional meal. -Lyn

The Worst Day of the Year

2009-10-21T19:44:00.001-07:00

It was the worst day ever and nothing even happened. =P It really was. I think I was just in a really foul mood and then I lost my calculator. It all eventually added up into me being quite tired. I ate ice cream and ended up watching my new love affair: Numb3rs. That show is beyond addicting. It makes me want to be a super nerd and work with the FBI, or just be a super nerd and thrive. Anyways, I looked on Amazon and the price is a little over 50 to replace it. Missing calculators don't deserve to be the cause of the worst day ever. So, it's only the year. =] I'll just lay off the yummy cafeteria bran muffins and have enough cash in two weeks. Though, the Starbucks trips are still mandatory. It's one of the more important variables relating to my sanity. I'll just have to think on the bright side, one day I'll be a super nerd. That'll make me happy forever. -Lyn

I'm such a bad Kid.

2009-10-13T20:44:00.000-07:00

My dentist found four cavities. Someone needs to deny the sweets forever. I feel sleepy. I'm gonna go brush my teeth. Everything else in life can go on the lam 'til I get back.

I Bought Cereal.

2009-10-07T14:57:00.000-07:00

I'm listening to Paper Airplanes by Passion and Melissa Polinar. It's addicting stuff. I'm bored. But I have something to do. A science test is scheduled for me tomorrow. Too many muscles, it's intense. So, I might just skim one more time and then focus on the other gazillions of stuff to study. - marilyn

Lyn Being Bad.

2009-10-02T18:42:00.000-07:00

I'm taking my Friday freedom with random acts of evil! I bought the high sugar cereal and soymilk. Feel it! Now I'm eating the said food and getting a really bad sugar spike. I even chose more than one high sodium microwave entree. I am good. I still have to study a little though. Oh well, today is fun anyhow.

Two Happenings

2009-09-28T15:51:00.001-07:00

I made an official friend.

I'm capable of transferring a semester early.

The New Barista thinks I'm Weird.

2009-09-25T09:56:00.001-07:00

I'm not awake in the mornings especially after math class. So, I get a bran or pumpkin muffin for breakfast. I usually grunt my order and go on my way. So, for the past two days I've been mumbling and grunting. The barista finally told me today he couldn't understand anything I'm saying. LOL I usually don't use acronyms in my blogs but it's worth it today. So, I tried telling him, "I was just saying I'm sad because there aren't any bran muffins today. I mumble when I'm depressed." But I think he only heard, "I mumble when I'm depressed." His response was, "Oh, really" I'd feel ackward if I was in that position to answer someone saying that. I almost feel bad for not being awake enough to utter something intelligible. Oh well, the concise statement of the blog definitely is, "The new barista thinks I'm weird." I would too, sir. I would too.

Waiting for the Bus again

2009-09-24T12:35:00.001-07:00

I hope that my title is correctly capitalized. I'm in the cafeteria and it's loud. But I don't want to leave. Sitting in a crowd makes me feel less alone I suppose. Eventually, I'll make friends. But right now, having designated people to sit next to will have to do. I think when I start to drive, I'll join a club on campus or do something productive at least. I better get back to my book, Fitzgerald's "Tender is the Night." -Lyn

Secondary education is such a weird place.

2009-09-23T11:09:00.000-07:00

It's about time for me to board the bus. I'll be back. -Lyn

2009-09-21T12:45:00.000-07:00

That is what happens when dad gets bored. I just went through school today, nothing special. -Lyn
[EDIT] The picture wouldn't show.

Test Debacle

2009-09-16T15:40:00.001-07:00

I can't believe I haven't blogged for almost two weeks. That's insanity. I messed up on a quiz in anatomy. Thankfully, my pedagogue drops the lowest test score. What was left in my mind after bombing the quiz was, "If I don't do well in science I basically kill my chances of medical school. I fail my own plan." It's true. Afterward, out of pure anxiety, I started formulating a new lifestyle including multiple hour study sessions and having no friends because of school. I was completely scared. It's one action if I don't choose to follow up on my plan. But if I'm not good enough, I wouldn't be capable of a healthy amount of self esteem. In the end, I had to learn to deal.
I read a book and felt a little better. It's not the conclusion of the world. I'm still planning to be a doctor. I'm not for allowing aspects of my life to die because I mess up on one test. I just need to do better which is a constant for everyone anyways. -Lyn

It's a Friday

2009-09-04T23:09:00.000-07:00

Friday is definitely the day I always want to be in. I only have one class. I have time for an afternoon nap. I go to Starbucks. That is my basic Friday. Though, it's hilarious how rash assumptions are to simple plans. I inhabit the coffee shop so often my dad thinks I like one of the Starbucks guys. But that's not why I'm a regular on Fridays. It's because by the end of the week I'm usually tired of being at home. So, I go to Starbucks and read my book and do my homework. It makes me feel better from the daily drudgery to sip some Soy Chai and the western words of Cormac McCarthy. -Lyn

I Need to be Resuscitated

2009-09-03T21:29:00.001-07:00

I had a day off today and did nothing. I'm pretty broke at the moment so I spent my day watching pointless shows on cable and moping. No regrets exist except one: wearing an itchy sweater I'm unraveling for yarn tomorrow. I have to support my crochet fetish somehow.
An epiphany came and shot me. One smart kid always remains fresh in my memory. Again, to repeat for emphasis, he's really smart. But then, he's also really dumb. Person is extremely intellectual and book savvy. He definitely gets his As. But all he has is academic. That's his world, his telos I suppose as well. I always assumed I'd never want to be that kid. I even remember planning never to be that kid. Then I realized in the past week and a half, I was transforming into that crazy person: the creature with the sole motivation of high marks and nothing left to call a life. It frustrates me that in my pursuit of medical school, I let myself devolve into this one minded idiot. Yes, in my eyes, having only book smarts is dumb. So all in all, I'm lost. But I'm pursuing the answer, exploring plausible theories. Hopefully a balance exists where I can attain high grades and a decent pulse. - Lyn

Stuck

2009-09-02T12:06:00.000-07:00

I'm trapped studying at the library thanks to my trait of procrastination. I have an online class called Economics and I dislike using my baby laptop for the homework because the text is so small. I usually deal with my pc's wanton issues by enlarging the font size. Unfortunately, that doesn't work for my online homework. But it's okay. That's why I'm at the library, so that I can do my online work on the bigger screens and not murder my eyes. Well, I better get back to my literature homework or I'll be here all day before I get to Econ. - Lyn

I Will Never Be Rid of This Yellow Yarn.

2009-08-27T16:54:00.000-07:00

I've been crocheting lately and found this cute pattern for a floppy hat. I usually don't wear floppy hats. I just like them. I thought after I'm done admiring my creation, I could probably give it to Rake. Anyways, I decided before I break in my new skein of pretty purple yarn, I should practice with the ugly pale yellow stuff I've been trying to finish off for the past three years. To no avail, the project went awry and I was left with half a hat resembling half a pokeball. So, I pulled the string and the skinny yellow skein took his third first breath.

A Well-Rounded Student

2009-08-24T18:07:00.000-07:00

I dislike slow internet connection. But that isn't what's going on. I'm second guessing myself. I realized as academic as I plan to be, I should have some fun. Actually, I need fun. If I don't get into medical school after having four years of nothing but academics, I'd do more than cry. In the genesis, all I thought about was doing more. But now that I'm looking toward the probable possibilities, I'm realizing a factor in the algorithm is missing. I don't want to live miserably for the next four years thinking it'll admit me into medical. Suffering is not one of the listed admission factors at Harvard. I want to excel academically and more. I don't want people to know me as the kid who went through college atypically fast. That's not really an accomplishment. I hope whatever I'm known for, it's worth something. I don't know what that is yet, but I will. Medical schools want well rounded students anyways.

Shyness and Introversion

2009-08-22T21:00:00.000-07:00

Random experiences make me realize why life is abstract. Before, I was viewing my introvert status as concrete truth. But then, experience proves otherwise.
I was reading a book in the cafeteria. Before I was planning to be in college poetry, I bought my required reading for AP Literature. So as not to feel guilty for buying books, I'm in the process of reading them. Fifteen minutes before class, I instigated my exit. But before executing the leave, I came across an acquaintance. Suprising myself, I actually wanted to talk. This was a violation to who I believed I was. When was it necessary for me to talk to someone? Ending the anecdote, I conversated stupidly for five whole seconds, ran into another acquaintance, then walked to class faster than necessary.
Recognizing the blatant contradiction, I had to vanquish the flaw in my logic. Theory became my first form of combat. I hypothesized maybe I'm not really introverted, I'm just shy. A delicate difference exists. According to Psych Central (whose link is on the bottom), introverted people are alone because they like being by themselves. Shy people have a different set of motives for sitting at the corner entirely. I don't feel like going in depth. Therefore, taking what actually pertains to this post, did I want to be alone in the corner or am I too shy to socialize and befriend?
Finally, abstract thought is the panacea. I am introverted. But that doesn't mean I want to live my life as a recluse. I do want to have friends and socialize within boundaries. Then, after talking devoid of ackwardness for a few minutes, I'll go back to reading my book.

http://psychcentral.com/library/shyness.htm

Breathe

2009-08-19T12:02:00.000-07:00

Today is my first day of school. It's quite weird to reside in the middle: not in college yet never in high school. It's my improbable oxymoron. Everything feels surreal. I'm not actually in school. I'm taking extra summer classes. I'm just showing up today. I doubt my past self of three years ago thought an inkling this would be my future. Yet, I can see myself slowly adjusting. When I finally took a breath to see the beaten path I could've taken, it doesn't feel like mine anymore. It truly is only a "What if."

GPAs

2009-08-17T21:34:00.000-07:00

In college, I have an overall GPA of 3.8. It would've been higher if it weren't for me butchering English. I'm not worried though. Most of my mistakes were of grammatical origin. All I need is practice and a book.
I've been reading up on medical school admissions. Somehow, it evolved into considering Philosophy as a viable major. I'm just worried of what I'd do with Philosophy if I'm not admitted to medical school. The only reasonable musing I can think of is writing. On the other hand, if I pick Biology, something is there. Though, legitimate motives do exist to why Philosophy is put in the mix.
In my blatantly ignorant opinion this statement seems true, "A better thinker is a better doctor." If I was in Philosophy, I'd have to think and write for most of my courses. Other courses conducive to brain power exist. But the only other piquing my interest is Political Science. Either way, it's not Biology.
If everything works to my advantage, I will be a college freshman in five months. If I am privileged to bear two letters after my name, I need to know how to think.

Still Important Yet Nominal Details

2009-08-14T07:46:00.000-07:00

I'm succeeding in my plans. I found a way to take a full college load in my first semester of senior year. I just need to sort out the details. Bible is a required course to graduate and I don't have it this semester. I came across an accredited online school. The class actually seems cool; it's called, "Theology & Strategy of Urban Missions." It's something I would want to learn before my wonderful official introduction to secular college. The only question is, "Which is the better good?" It'll cost me over $500 counting in enrollment fees as well the class itself. On the other hand, commute and paying for uniforms to physically be in school rather than figuratively is expensive as well. I guess I need to expound a little since I haven't divulged the coherent picture yet.
I spoke with my guidance counselor so all the credit I need to graduate can be taken at a junior college. The only class I can't take at the institution of higher learning is ironically Bible. I could either: go to school and pay for uniforms or go online and pay $500. Either way, the situation has generally evolved to my advantage. I just need to solve the minor conundrums. I hope someone caught "[M]inor conundrums." =]

Sick and Gross

2009-08-12T09:42:00.000-07:00

What do you think? It's a rusty wok with green plant life for color. I'm sick and gross with a sore throat and runny nose. It's not too bad. I just feel nasty inside and out.

Concise is Nice

2009-08-10T10:25:00.000-07:00

My mom talks in parables so that a person can understand the whole of the topic. On the other hand, I want concise knowledge not a broad picture of the all encompassing subject. It isn't a black and white system where one needs to be in the wrong. It's just our personal vernacular. Getting straight to the point makes a person miss the small details that could have been a vital factor in decisions. Having a coherent picture of the topic takes more time, but in the long run creates a better picture. With all its advantageous traits, I still prefer concise language. I'm too impatient to handle all the possibilities unless its an abstract theory. Thinking coherently is always better, if time allows.
For me, concise is nice. Though I acknowledge its weaknesses, I like simplifying things. Too many factors are taken into account for an answer. If the question is descriptive enough, it probably only needs one simple reply. I confess my thought process is limited. But acknowledge the strengths of concise language. Though a person can get a whole picture, some answers to life don't need an encyclopedia.
Noticing the flaws of my current system and the time it takes for the better one, times and places occur for both. Sometimes decisions need to be thought through in all aspects, such as family planning. Other moments just need a dry answer, such as which cereal is more nutritious. A person doesn't need to scan every chemical found in cereal to realize which is better. Skimming the sugar, sodium and fiber sections will give them a decent idea of the trash they're eating. All thought processes need to be used somewhere. So I admit my natural impediment in life, concise is my default.

I Need Some Green Tea

2009-08-08T08:49:00.000-07:00

It's morning. I need something caffeinated and simultaneously green. Today is really sunny. I feel like biking for hours on a wondrous trail where I can clear my head. I think I will actually. Though, I still need to finish building this one bookcase for my parents. You guessed it: from Ikea. I wonder why I always wake up thinking of what I'll do that day, like a to-do list carefully fabricating while sleeping and finally popping up the first fluttering of an eye. What does a person call that even? Today is Saturday. I won't attempt to talk about school. It'll always be there looming over my head. I'm looking at my past blog and I'm realizing I was asking for this. I wanted my life to be less boring, not knowing what that meant. I said I wasn't going to talk about school yet, here I am. I really need some Green Tea and a bike ride.