Just when you thought you knew it all

So basically I got out of a final, and we were supposed to write stuff for terms and Identification, you know the usual test questions. Anyway, it was set up in pairs and the two people had been rulers of the Mughal dynasty. One i knew about, the other note so much. All i ended up writing (not in specific words, but more or less the gist of it was):

"He was one of the greatest rulers of the Mughal dynasty. He was also a womanizer."

haha and that was it. That's all i really remembered about him, but it's just amusing to me. Hopefully i won't get docked too many points for not listing his better characteristics.

On a side note, Macs suck. This was already a given, but this keyboard it starting to piss me off.

I hate it when you start the day with bad news. but then it's always doubly awesome when you end the day with good news. though i'm speaking pre-maturely because technically it isn't the end of the day yet, but still. i got my paper back and it was an A paper! that was probably the only paper that i've ever written that i really enjoyed writing. There was a lot of freedom of choice in picking an artist and just having at it, but seriously, i feel like there's so much more to explore in college than i realized. I think I would've done something in art history if i had had the time, like add it as a minor or something. it would've been more interesting and i would've felt more culturally aware i suppose.

It's really late to be saying all this, but things never seem to last long enough. yeah sure college was alright. I was sitting at the bus stop the other day, and it hit me that in a little over a week i'd be done with college. It's a really weird feeling. It's like what now? Graduating from high school is different cause most people go into college, and there's not debate, but when you graduate college....it's just different. There is so much more gained from college, but also (as i was reading on the career website), you're losing your identity as a "student." This identity which almost everyone with the opportunity of education has had since they were 5 years old or so. It just puts things into perspective a little more, and now it's suddenly the rest of your life ahead of you.

People are always saying how the young have everything going for them, but it's really hell. It's hell to try to run around and figure out what you even want to do, and there's the worry and wonder that you're going to end up in something that you'll hate for the rest of your life. The options seem limitless, but there's so much of the working world that's hidden, especially if you don't want to, or don't end up going into the corporate world. The most annoying thing about telling people your major, is that they assume that you'll go into something related to that. Yeah it's normal to think that, and not too over the top or anything, but just because I'm a linguistics major doesn't mean i'm going to go somewhere and translate for the rest of my life.

eh...i swear you talk to anyone and ask them about their post college and job hunting experiences and they'll tell you that it's hell. all the anxiety of doing everything right to get the job, and most likely it'll be something to just get your feet wet. it's all a matter of just finding that one thing that you like to do. I went to a seminar type thing about Human Resources and one of the ladies ended her part of the presentation with a quote from Confucius.

"Find a job you love and you'll never work a day in your life."

I hope I can find that.

You know, it's really interesting what you hear when you're walking around.

"nobody loves me!! i'm as cold as an empty grave!!"

Well the guy was using his "actor" voice, but still....totally random

ridiculous.

on a side note, 22 has been eventful and is almost making me want to go back to 21

Damnit here i am again. I told myself it wouldn't happen again. Well this is the last or second to last time ever then. Let's hope anyway.

the person using this computer before me was like 7 feet tall or something. Or s/he had a short complex, the chair was boosted up to the highest point as was the computer monitor.

anyway, sometimes i feel like the higher powers are just fating me to stay in Santa Barbara forever. I know if i continue to stay here i won't be happy. everyone seems to be moving on with their lives so swimmingly and i'm still in the funk of papers and job hunts. The job thing is just so anxiety ridden and full of closing doors. it's frustrating to have to focus on two things at once when they're both equally important. And all at the same time, other possibilities are wide open and I still haven't figured out what to do after graduation.

I always have a billion questions, and then when the time comes to ask, i can't remember a single one. Why is life like this? it always picks up and slows down and it seems to be some constant roller coaster. I'll either feel like i'm overloaded with work/stress/ideas/options, or i'll be in a lull, completely bored with the day.

This is going to sound ridiculous, but i just realized that it's May.

It is interesting. This is my second religious studies course, and....it just doesn't hold my interest as much as a class in some other department would. We're in the 5th or 6th week of class, and i don't really feel like i've learned anything. It might just be his teaching style cause he uses powerpoint, but only to show pictures. and then he doesn't note important things during lecture and it's kind of all over the place. Then the way the exam is, there's just such a wealth of info. This is one of those moments where i wish i could freeze time indefinitely, study, and start time again to take my exam. Though if things in life worked like this, i'd probably be twice as old, continuously freezing time.

omg stupid freaking paper

So totday was a normal day. Had a midterm, and when i got to school, i decided to take a new route, and low and behold i found a shortcut to my class! my elation was cut short by the fact that when i was crossing the mini-lawn areas separating bikepath and sidewalk, i stepped in a huge puddle of dirt and i felt like i had almost been taken down by the swamp monster. Luckily though there isn't any mud on the bottom of my pants, which is amazing and defies wall that i once believed.

It’s scary to think that this is really the kind of world we live in today, where someone with no morals or responsibility can just buy a gun and start shooting people. I felt a sense of despair when I first started reading the article, because the victims are people my age, so it just feels like it hits closer to home. Something like this could happen anywhere, for no reason and of course without warning. The senselessness of it all is the most depressing and makes my heart go out to the families of all the victims. This idiot has just sent 33 families into upheaval and for what? These people are so young….the height of life and it’s so tragically cut short.

The other sad part about all of this is that it requires a lot of investigation, and I don’t think I’ll ever find out the results of it the way the news is. This’ll be the main focus for the next couple of days or so until the next big thing happens. There never seems to be enough follow up on certain news stories. i remember there was this huge story before the disappearance of Natalie Halloway, but I couldn’t remember what it was…..there wasn’t any follow up and it was a huge deal when it happened.

On a slight side note, I remember reading or seeing somewhere on some “behind the scenes” type of thing that gunshots in movies don’t sound anything like real gunshots. So when people hear real gunshots, it doesn’t seem like the real thing because we’ve been so desensitized by Hollywood that what we expect to hear as a gunshot isn’t real. Really makes you think.

If my subconscious were an actual physical being, i'd slap her.

Man sometimes when i look at ratemyprofessors, it is fulfillingly amusing what some people write. And especially when i can see what they mean. A note about one of my linguistics professor.

"She mumbles, trails off, paces around, breathes heavily, and her penmanship is like someone who got buried alive frantically scratching a final message."

I seriously need an IV drip filled with caffeine right now. I can already tell that this quarter is going to be hell. No days to sleep in, and huge gaps between classes. I might just be burned out today cause i idiotically decided to check out all teh classes i signed up for, or might crash. i think i hammered out my schedule, but it still means waking up early and also having late classes, thus my week will seem twice as long.

yup...life is good.

Now if you'll excuse me, i must go to the coffee shop and gorge myself on something

So i'm still stuck in the midst of feeling like it's Spring Break. I attended two classes, one of which i think i'll keep, and the other is 70% no. In that class is an annoying girl who has no volume control on her voice, and i somehow ended up sitting around weird people. but more like the creepy weird kind of people. I barely managed to drag myself out of bed this morning for the 9am, since of course i couldn't fall asleep until around 3:30. Always happens the first day of class. Then I went to costco and they were selling this really soft bathrobe for $15. I thought it was a pretty good deal, until i tried one on. there was so much static on that i think if i had heart failure i could live forever wearing that thing.

on the plus side, I found out that the big powers of the GRE decided to not change the test format this fall, who knows if there will still be the change and its just being pushed back to a later date, regardless, i can relax a little bit and not worry about taking it now or anything. And i also managed to work up my courage to check my grades for Winter quarter and i did better than i thought in some of my classes. Definitely better than fall quarter, which was a big up. I still have yet to get an A in any of my minor classes. I always feel like i'm going to get it, and it's just RIGHT THERE, but it always ends up being a B+. Infuriating, yes, but i'm glad it's not any lower.

1. It is absolutely incredibly digusting to eat a whole slice of greasy pizza from costco immediatey after pulling an all-nighter

2. It is excrutiatingly painful to finish writing an essay, no matter how crunched for time you are, and no matter than it's only a few more paragraphs till the end, it's still painful. I'm straddling the line of insanity

On MSN today, there was a link for the 10 most popular TV puppets. Of course the Muppets and Sesame street come to mind and HAVE to make it on the list. Well, i thought about Sesame Street and all the random stuff that i remember, like Big Bird singing the alphabet as a word. Unfortunately, another skit came to my mind that absolutely traumatized me as a kid. That involes the letter "U". If any of you out there were sesame street watchers and it was as traumatizing to you too, then you know what i'm talking about. Apparently someone uploaded it on youtube, and i find that even less than 20 years later, i was still creeped out when i watched it again.

I was glad to know that i was not alone in being incredibly disturbed by this, which really makes one wonder who the hell thought to even put a skit like this on to show to little children.

Amongst the amusing comments of the video on youtube was:
"Man, no wonder I grew up all sexually messed up, after seeing a grown man molested by an alphabet letter."

Unfortunately this skit also ruined a perfectly good song too =( and now i only think of a giant cross-ed letter U attacking a man.

Today is such an off morning. When i woke up to the alarm on my cell phone. I accidentally turned it off instead of putting it on snooze. Then in my early morning delerium, i was very confused oh how to set up the alarm again and ended up searching through various menus like "personalize" and "received calls".

Then today in my Roman Comedy class, she was talking about this guy from the 2nd-3rd century, Tertullius, very very conservative christian, who wrote a book called On Spectacles. When i first wrote it down, i thought he had written a book on glasses. and i kept on thinking that until one of the notes was describing why people shouldn't go to spectacles and i realized that it meant shows, not glasses.

I hate Mondays

So i went to visit a Sikh Temple for one of my classes today. Of course the entire class was invited to go, so there's was about 50 or so people from UCSB. We were invited to sit amongst the Sikh people in the temple and "observe" them in prayer and whatnot. I must say, it's always funny to be part of a group of people who have no idea what is going on. Well we had some idea, but there was a point when the head guy said something in Punjabi and then everyone except the students started to get up, and we realized we were also supposed to stand. Then there was a point that they had to get down and bow again and then stand back up. This of course was slightly chaotic cause the students were left with "wait, what are we supposed to do?" Oh good times.

The Sikhs definitely know how to get it done. After the ceremony, there's another room downstairs that everyone goes to to share a communal meal. And let me tell you....they kept feeding us. it was almost like a buffet of Indian food. And it wasn't half bad either. They gave us a plate, and then came by with some Roti and rice and vegetables and this spicy spinach thing i think. then they came around again and asked if we wanted more. I'd never been fed in that kind of setting before, and i have to say it was pretty cool.

And randomly just to note, while driving back up the 101, right along the coastline, a tumbleweed was being blown across the lanes and stopped traffic. Yes a tumbleweed. Next to the ocean.

only in California <3

I've been waking up at like 7:30 for the past week. This is so ridiculous. I hate waking up early, especially on days like today when it's not at all necessary. I hate my body clock. Why can't it be stuck on summer time! =P