I don’t think I’m the only one. I miss being able to talk on the phone until my parents yell at me, playing tennis until the sun has set, staying up until the sunrise watching Arashi videos on Youtube, singing and recording songs like my life depended on it, argue jokingly with my dad… The list is endless…
=(.
I was supposed to write about Physics 259E: Intermediate Physics Laboratory yesterday, but I didn’t. I will now, to further distract myself…
I wasn’t very enthusiastic about this course because of the E in the course code. The E means it’s an essay course, and God knows I suck at writing. Professor Blaine Chronik reminds me of Professor J. Hutter — my professor for Physics 024 from last year — alot, neat, down-to-Earth and quick-minded. His lecture slides are also very similar to Professor Hutter’s in a sense that it’s fairly easy to read and mostly in point form. He also kind of remind me of Mr. Bontront because of how neat and organized he is, and his somewhat obvious humor.
I had Physics 208 today again, and this came as a surprise for me, because Professor Goncharova prints off lecture slides for her students. I’ve never seen that before; I had wasted 17 pages of paper and the 1 dollar something used to print it.
This Thursday I will have my first 279y class, the class that I wasn’t looking forward to.
I have Linear Algebra, Physics 201, Physics 259 and possibly Chemistry 213 with my old physics partner. I don’t think he likes me.
I feel like writing about GARNET CROW some time. お楽しみに。
Living with a guy means having to get use to him walking around with no shirt on. It’s slightly irritating, but I just really have to get use to it.
Today (technically yesterday) is September 11th, the 6th anniversary of the September 11th attacks at New York. I wish the family members of the passed have moved on with their lives. I wish them well.
This blog post reflects my tiredness — it’s mostly in point form…
I just ordered most of my textbooks on half.com with my mom’s credit card, but because I filled out Livonia as the shipping address and Troy as the billing address — we hadn’t had time to change the address at the bank - differently, the order didn’t go through. So I changed the shipping address from Livonia to Troy thinking that the mail forwarding is still in effect. However, right after I pressed the ‘Order” button, I realized that maybe packages and things weren’t included in the forwarding system, so I’m kind of freaking out right now and I went to the Help page on half.com and they said all sales are final…
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR….
I’ll just have to pray really really hard for my textbooks to get to Livonia somehow. In the mean time, I wonder how long do I have to survive without any textbooks.
I’m such an idiot.
…you’re reading a list called ‘You know you’re Japanese when…’ and you either a) agree with what it said while laughing or b) think it’s truth and understand why.
The story:
There was one Japanese guy last year in my Japanese 36 class and I’ve just recently added him on Facebook. He was in a group called “You know you’re Japanese when…” and I’m currently reading it right now.
This following line is my favourite of all of them:
Miyazaki Hayao of Ghibli says its his last movie and you just laugh.
You don’t need to be Japanese to truly understand this one =).
When I went to get an application for a restaurant specializing in Japanese cuisine, I told the guy I spoke a little Japanese.
When I handed the filled application - I absolutely cannot believe I forgot how to write my Chinese name.. SHAME ON ME - I noticed that there were three places where you can check what languages you can speak. The guy checked in Mandarin and English, but there was no space for Japanese. I was like… O____O;;. That’s stupid. Why not make a space for it because you are serving Japanese food..!!!!
Edit: I think, that I will italicize my grammar corrections when I go back to edit them from now on.
It’s hard. Really hard. To do well requires alot of concentration and determination. Be prepared for a lot of pressure and schedule troubles. GR.
I feel that I haven’t grown up at all; I’m still the same. I feel so small today, so tiny and so inefficient. Like I’m the flower on the sidewalk so easily stepped on by other well-done salary man.
I’m scared as hell. Fear has always inside me. I’m afraid I won’t do well, afraid that my parents will disapprove of everything I do, afraid that those who I hold dear won’t understand, afraid that I will disappear from this world.
I might go for Asian Idol. Chen and Lulu have heard my recordings and they’re somewhat impressed.
Two of my flatmates went to bed before midnight…
I hope for you the best. I honestly cannot say more than that. Thank you for reading and for sticking with me. I wish you happiness.
Love,
Lily.
What surprised me about today’s professors was that, both teachers were Asians. I don’t remember having one Asian teacher last year — with the exception of Fukui-sensei of course. There was one Asian TA for Chemistry 020, though he wasn’t responsible for my section. (Now that I think about it, my lab TA for Chemistry was also Asian, but he had horrible horrible horrible English. Actually, all my lab TAs were all Chinese/Asian. Wow, I have bad memory.)
I actually remembered Physics II was in room 137, so I went into it and saw Quy, who was in my Calculus 081 class last semester. I gave her a hug and she asked me, “Why are you taking Econ?”, and I’m like, “This is Intro to Medical Physics isn’t it?”. And she’s like, “No, this is second-year Econ.” So I checked my bag for my schedule which I was sure I put into my bag, and then found out that it wasn’t in there, so I used her computer and found out that Physics 201a was in room 215 instead of 137… *sigh*
So, I went to Room 215, and from somewhat faraway, I saw a replica of Lylia. I was actually disappointed that she didn’t smile and wave to me because she looks so much like her. I would’ve loved to take a picture of her and posted it on here because her posture, her clothes, her hairstyle looks identical to the real Lylia. For some reason, I picked her row. However, I didn’t realized this until I changed my seat because the desk of first seat I sat in didn’t sit flat upon the board it was supposed to, so I went to sit in the next available seat, which, miraculously was right beside Lylia-look-alike.
Up close, there are minor differences between her and the real Lylia — The resemblance is striking, but the lines of her lips and her cheeks were slightly off from the real Lylia (it actually looked like a cheap duplication, if Lylia was ever to become a super-model). I didn’t want to stare, so I stopped observing her face features.
From my first year experience, I had gotten this automatic assumption that all Asian and non-Caucasian professors spoke incorrect, if not horrible, English, which is why I was so surprised Valluri spoke perfect and grammatically correct English. So, I was also quite surprised when Professor Wong spoke fairly well English, though he wasn’t as well-versed as Valluri — his vocabulary and his fluency was credible enough. He is tall, slightly humorous and balding. His teaching was average, but not bad. There wasn’t more exciting things in his class that I remember. Except, when he mentioned he had prepared us a movie to watch because wasn’t he going to be here next week, he also added as a note that he’ll try to get us drinks and popcorn. He added also, that if that were to happen, we would have to pay for them… -_-;;.
I was almost late to Organic Chemistry for Life Sciences. I knew that AMC was in that class, but I couldn’t find her and the class was almost starting, so I saw Jack and sat beside him. Halfway into the class, we both heard Wen’s laugh from the front, loud and clear, like she always is, which made me laugh *lol*. After coming home, Jeff said he saw me in Orgo Chem.
Professor Felix Lee is an Asian man of mid- to late- 30s. He is short and stout, and he handed me a course outline when I just went into the room, which made me think that he might’ve been a TA, instead of the actual teacher. When he showed us the course webpage, he went through every linked page on it, one of which was an introduction to the two instructors of this course. They each had a picture, and Professor Lee’s picture was of him holding a big, fat and ugly tabby. I asked Jack why he’s holding a cat, and Jack said, “There’s a reason why his name is Felix.” I understood (almost) right after, the genus for domestic cat is Felis.
Day 2 ends. Loneliness was still there…
Sunday, I’m going to Amy’s for a sleepover..!! I actually miss her alot <3. Haha, this time last year, if someone had said that to me, I probably would have been surprised.
I hate my mattress. But I still love the person who sold it to me!! =p.
I haven’t done any homework yet… I should start soon.
I’m going to shopping tomorrow with Chen and a friend of hers for an electric piano. I hope that’ll be fun =).
Lily, over and out.
I visited Fukui-sensei yesterday during classes, and she asked me why I didn’t take her 2nd year Japanese course. I told her my parents won’t let me in Japanese, though I’m not sure if I said it right. She asked why, and I answered because my parents hate Japanese people and the language — I used 大きらい (daikirai), which was slightly exaggerated, きらい (kirai) would probably have been enough. She was shocked. Kozai-san, my lab TA from last year, was also there and she was surprised too, but it was incomparable to Fukui-sensei’s shock and slight sadness on her face. She asked whether it was due to the history, and I answered yes. I told her I wanted to read the 2nd year textbook. I miss being in her class. She looked a lot thinner than before the summer.