Month: January 2007

Year 3 Chapter 7 – Post Winter Break, onto Semester VI

I haven’t been this excited to return to school since freshman year. Not that I’m particularly looking forward to this grueling semester of 6 classes and 20 hours, but I think some productivity would be nice. Mleh, what am I saying, I AM looking forward to this semester! Taking two classes that I’ve been wanting to take for years, CS 440 (Intro to Artificial Intelligence) and ECE 410 (Digital Signal Processing I), I’ve got research work involving human-machine interface, and I am absolutely going to gain 15 lbs this semester!

Xanga seems to be falling out of favor these days; maybe people are flocking to Facebook notes instead. I’d be sad to give up this writing venue after over three years of nearly consistent journaling. but, times do change, and we must change with them, so whatever. We’ll see how much life Xanga has left.

School’s been quite lively. The first two weeks have been manageable. My course load for the semester: a nice 20 hours, but from the looks of it, it might be the first time I actually keep my overload. Besides, right now, my schedule looks like a nice heart:


Quite the symmetry!

New for this semester: I’ve gotten some shades and a pair of Motorola wireless headphones (HT820 – the ones that create a striking resemblance to Princess Leia)!


At $80, some doubt it’s value, but I think it’s a pretty good deal. I’ve seen these sell for $140.

I’ve gotten mixed responses, (Flam for one compliments me and says I am a nerd), and a few others. But ya know what? It’s
the best way to listen to music on the go, while still being able to make and answer calls. And they also function as high-tech earmuffs.


Eh? Eh? Yeah, ok, stop laughing.

Yeah, I meant to write more… but, I’m hungry, so that’s all for now! And HAPPY BIRTHDAY today to Karen Wong, and Jen Kolar!

P.S. Pizza Hut delivery in Urbana sucks. I just ordered a pizza online, and the estimated delivery time is 75 minutes. Seventy-five minutes—as in, I ordered this at 6:50, and it’s not supposed to get here till 8:05. Is delivery not for those who are starving and yet too entirely weakened to get up and make food? Meanwhile, I am reduced to continuing a Xanga entry…


It’s a new year…

Scars are souvenirs you never lose
The past is never far
Did you lose yourself somewhere out there
Did you get to be a star
And don’t it make you sad to know that life
Is more than who we are

You grew up way too fast
And now there’s nothing to believe
And reruns all become our history
A tired song keeps playing on a tired radio
And I won’t tell no one your name
And I won’t tell em your name

MMVII

So like it or not, it came. The beginning of the end of the decade–2007 is here. I for one, am very glad–I think it’s about time that something changed. I remember when I used to be a kid and I’d watch new years’ celebrations occuring all over the world, erupting in cheer, kisses, fireworks, and music. Technically, it is just another day but there’s is a beauty to a whole world giving meaning to what otherwise would be “just another day”. That just because we say it’s not just another day, it isn’t. Kind of magical, isn’t it?

I’d like to think so.

Of course… what’s *not* magical is the venue in which we celebrated it yesterday. In what was perhaps the biggest all out war noted in recent memory, new years’ was celebrated with perhaps a bit too much alcohol, and too little common sense. Ultimately, what resulted was a memorable mess of sorts, and a lot to sleep on. Details not pending, they shall never be released. But you can always check the photos on facebook!

There’s so much potential for mess these days… what happened to our relatively drama-free high school years?

Well. I’m not one to usuaully make new year resolutions beyond the “make it the best year yet!” but this time, I think I’ll have to make a few. Not in any particular order:

1. Get my life in order. Priorities, committments, and all.
2. Find a home in faith. And grow…
3. Gain a good 10-15 lbs. That would make me *very* happy.

Simple goals. No abstract “better than the last” kind of junk. All right? Thought so.

So. Here’s to 2007, could be something new, maybe something good, but hopefully, something different.