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feraljared
28 August 2007 @ 09:37 pm
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Hullo friends. School is entering its second week. I am finding myself challenged, particularly by my Mandarin Chinese class. This is good. I find it funny how things all roll together from the most unseemly situations. As I have already told many of you, the Chinese class was unplanned, and mostly due to my need to maintain at least 15 credit hours for honors. When I first signed up for the class, it seemed such a diversion from my educational goals.

But this week has changed my opinion on the matter. I have always wanted to be multi-lingual. And I love a good challenge. The Chinese class has made me realize that 1) I wanted to take more than just one modern language. and 2) minoring in Chinese would push me to accepting the idea of having a triple major (creative writing/english/and classics). Classics was going to be my minor. But I realize now that the classics are more important to me than the minor designation would infer. It seems a bit much, but really creative writing and English are such similar majors as to require only a few extra classes (in other words not a very challenging second major). Plus, it would satisfy my education goal, the main one, which was to take a whole shit-load of classes in things I like. I have no career goal with all this. I am back in school because I want to challenge myself, and because I love school, and because I want to learn a ton of shit.

The funny thing is that if I really get a handle on the Chinese, I would actually have something economically useful when I graduate-an understanding of Chinese, the language of the fastest rising superpower on the globe. That can't be bad.

Knowing this useful language might balance out the other goals I have for the next four years (to learn some Greek and Latin) which have much less usefulness post educational digression. And French, which I still intend on taking at least two semesters of, is probably of little value too, outside of my own personal desire for linguistic expansion and desire not to look like the typical American idiot when going to France.


 
 
feraljared
22 August 2007 @ 09:02 am
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feraljared
15 August 2007 @ 11:01 am
    Despite the fact that I am an idiot, I got into my classes today. Long story short:  Student Link told me I had a registration hold due to "orientation". I was under the impression this was the Freshman orientation. I begged the guy behind the desk in Humanities Advising to let me out of that hold and he told me he couldn't. I said, "how can I wait until a week before classes to register, there will be nothing left". He said they hold classes for us.

    What he failed to mention to me is that the orientation hold was not for the freshman orientation, but for the department advising "orientation" and he left me with the impression that I could do nothing until the freshman orientation. So despite my gut feelings telling me otherwise, I listened to some bozo behind a desk and didn't schedule a meeting with my department adviser (I DID schedule and meet with my english adviser).

    Fast forward to Freshman orientation on Tues: a long long time in a fold-up chair listening to how great the vendors in the student union were, how I should join a fraternity, and a short minute on the only useful information regarding using bursar accounts, one of the presenters asks for a show of hands who had already registered for classes. While I "huh?-ed", I watched in disbelief while 3/4ths of the hands went up (not one of them being mine). Mind you, I am a get-things-done-early kinda guy. I obsess on being on time. I show up to work an hour early every day. I have nightmares about being late that leave me sweaty in bed. I freaked and all went red.

    Somehow I didn't put a bullet in that little man's head behind the humanities advising desk. Somehow I got into classes; though I am taking Chinese instead of my desired French, and taking a few other classes I am not even sure what they are (but meet some requirements). I talked to leoshan about my troubles before I found a few classes later. For a few hours I thought I only found 11 units of classes, 4 below my desired amount, and 1 below my required amount (for my loan). I squeaked into two more classes since I spoke to him, and now I am at 17, a little heavy, but on relatively easy classes (all except the Chinese class).

    (breathes)

    Well, I am glad I have decided to be an academic. I only have a lifetime left of this wonderful bureaucracy.
 
 
feraljared
10 August 2007 @ 11:28 am
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feraljared
26 July 2007 @ 09:30 am
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feraljared
12 July 2007 @ 11:27 pm
I have almost totally finished integrating myself into the home of leoshan. Well, almost. Cats are at the moment getting acquainted. A little moaning going on. Though the alpha has not emerged from her hangout.

My awesome roomie is in potter-land. Though I can't wait for him to be back, I hope he is enjoying his excursion in rainy L-town.

This is the beginning of a new era for me, and I can tell it will be a good one. I have good people around me. I have a safe space. And most important, I am not attached to another person in the intimate sense. God, being single will be really really nice for a change.

Note to self (and to friends): Don't let me engage in my serial monogamist mode. I need to break that habit for a while. I need to break the idea that I have to be totally serious in order to engage in any sort of intimate relationship. Dating = nice. I am telling you, my friends, so that you can slap me (you have my express permission) if you see me engaging in behavior that will jeopardize my singularity (at least for a while). Dating yes. Serious monogamous commitment, no.

 
 
feraljared
10 July 2007 @ 09:23 am
Ok. I have moved many many times as an adult. So I am not new to moving.

WHY THE HELL DO I ALWAYS PACK MY BOOKS IN LARGE BOXES?

Every time I move I make this same mistake. Every time. And I end up having several boxes that I would never let anyone else but me carry for fear that they would break their backs.

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Somehow it seems putting books in smaller boxes would be wasteful, considering that I have a lot of books. Especially big books. So maybe I am not a complete moron. I mean, yeah...maybe it is financial. I purchased my boxes (the "medium" size which is rather large) from U-Haul because I didn't want to go around begging businesses for their nasty boxes. And really I didn't have the time. And if I purchased the amount of small boxes it would have taken to move my books, it would have been a nightmare.

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feraljared
08 July 2007 @ 11:38 pm
Some of you have heard this story already, but for those of you who have not: this is a true story.

Until my mother remarried I was surrounded by only women. My father left when I was too young to remember. So it was my mother, my grandmother, and my baby brother.

When I first went to kindergarten I had a lot of new, unique experiences that required creative thinking and problem solving. Kindergarten was the fist place I encountered a boys' bathroom. Previous I had never been in one, even though I was a boy. My mother was cheap, so we never went out for meals, and I don't recall ever having to use a public bathroom before. It was new to me, the idea.

So I walk in, and there are a couple of strange porcelain objects on the wall. Well of course, these HAD to be drinking fountains. So I pulled the handle and brought my mouth against the flat substrate where the water came down.

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Some kids from my class came in and one of them freaked out, "What are you doing??"

"Getting a drink of water"

"But you are supposed to pee in there"

"No, that is what the toilet is for. This is a water fountain."

Before long I had a line of kids drinking out of the urinals. Because what else would a porcelain object like that be doing against the wall?

I got in BIG trouble. The school principal lectured me for the longest time, and I even tried to persuade HIM that it was a drinking fountain. He got really really mad at me.

My grandmother beat the snot out of me.

Fucking idiots. What do they think the toilet is for?
 
 
feraljared
08 July 2007 @ 08:13 am
Warning to Friends and Enemies

A friend just sent two incredible toys my way. You all know how I like to document time with film. Well now I have two more tools to play with.

Meet my two new friends-


The FED5
A Soviet era 35mm camera, the FEDs were mass produced from 1934 until around 1984.

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The Coronet 66 A British camera from the 1950s; very simple in that "Holga" sort of way.

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Be prepared to have the light emitted from your beings stolen into the lenses of these toys and captured on light-sensitive chemically treated films.
 
 
feraljared
07 July 2007 @ 03:47 pm
Toshi



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Jaya


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I miss you.
 
 
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