i've jinxed myself before by commenting on how the state of affairs has been three weeks into classes, so i'm not going to go there.
we'll just let it do its thing, and when things go for the worse, i'll let you know. but as they say, no news is good news, which has definitely been the theme of the recent few weeks.
sigh. i'm really giddy. i think it's due to the ginormous bag of gummi bears i just ate, on top of a bottle of lemonade (it was pink!) and half a bag of chex mix.
you should see me, i'm more neurotic than i am on caffeine.
more to come later. i promise, next post won't be so boring.
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1.31.2005
1.27.2005
and now that sections have passed, yet more first impressions, this time for the sake of those blasted gsis!
linguistics 115
morphology and phonology
a movie buff like i am, marc's introductory icebreaker question was "what do you think about the oscar-nominated movies for the best picture category?" and yes, i was the only person in class who saw them all. he's a cool guy, i think, or so the discussion section lets me think so.
linguistics 120
syntax and semantics
such the nerd. he's the affectionate-goober type, but he's tall, too. the section is held in the basement of evans hall (read: no windows), and the room is already disproportionately small, but to stick him in there makes the room look even smaller because of his grotesquely tall, lanky figure.
city planning 110
introduction to city planning
pietro's awesome. i remember hearing nothing but good things about him when people had him for cp115. he structures section very well, and is a good guide concerning what you should and shouldn't emphasize when you're teaching an introductory course. (apparently, jon also had pietro as a gsi.)
city planning 114
urban and regional transportation planning
since the class doesn't really have section, i'm just glad she's not teaching it because 1) she's so not self-confident and 2) her speaking skills, despite reaching the level past high-school, doesn't quite fit in the berkeley academic context.
environmental design c169b
american cultural landscapes, 1900-present
she was an art histroy major, so no. enough said. and with that, i wish i were in ocean's section instead.
outside of class, yay beth prouty!
linguistics 115
morphology and phonology
a movie buff like i am, marc's introductory icebreaker question was "what do you think about the oscar-nominated movies for the best picture category?" and yes, i was the only person in class who saw them all. he's a cool guy, i think, or so the discussion section lets me think so.
linguistics 120
syntax and semantics
such the nerd. he's the affectionate-goober type, but he's tall, too. the section is held in the basement of evans hall (read: no windows), and the room is already disproportionately small, but to stick him in there makes the room look even smaller because of his grotesquely tall, lanky figure.
city planning 110
introduction to city planning
pietro's awesome. i remember hearing nothing but good things about him when people had him for cp115. he structures section very well, and is a good guide concerning what you should and shouldn't emphasize when you're teaching an introductory course. (apparently, jon also had pietro as a gsi.)
city planning 114
urban and regional transportation planning
since the class doesn't really have section, i'm just glad she's not teaching it because 1) she's so not self-confident and 2) her speaking skills, despite reaching the level past high-school, doesn't quite fit in the berkeley academic context.
environmental design c169b
american cultural landscapes, 1900-present
she was an art histroy major, so no. enough said. and with that, i wish i were in ocean's section instead.
outside of class, yay beth prouty!
1.19.2005
considering there's no discussion sections this week, i'm pretty very happy with my schedule. hopefully, everything works itself out and i don't have to end up searching for another class because of the waitlisting phenomenon (goddamn you city planning 114!) and that i'll be out of here on time.
reviews!
linguistics 115
morphology and phonology
this woman is a neurotic basketcase, it's hilarious. she's up in front of class, sipping on her mug of coffee, being more idiosyncratic than george costanza on seinfeld. it seems to be a pretty interesting class, focusing apparently more on the difference between derivational morphology and inflectional morphology. then again, if you're not a linguistics major, you probably don't care.
linguistics 120
syntax and semantics
she's from denmark. she has a great accent. and already, the overview (for me, at least) is fascinating. sentence structure and semantic well-formedness form the basis of the course, which in itself is already more interesting than either linguistics class i took last semester. and i promise, i'll do better this time. i actually care.
city and regional planning 114
urban and regional transportation planning
the professor reminds me of generic-white-person-friend's mom. she talks like that, and she writes like she's writing a recipe for a home economics class. in fact, it's like she's teaching home ec, except that the material has to deal with transportation.
city and regional planning 110
introduction to city planning
he reminds me of roger ebert -- he's kinda shaped like him, only a little flatter; and he speaks the same too. i kind of wanted him to review a movie when we were talking about the housing problem in california today, but that would have been a little rude. with what he's shown us so far, this is going to be one of my most intense yet likable classes.
environmental design 169b
american cultural landscapes, 1860-present
you know a class is good when the professor shows you pictures of the four gsis when they were kids to introduce them to the class. he's a very arm-movement-intensive kind of person, probable indicating that he's restless. i can't wait for these field trips. and the material, despite sounding a little dry (read: architecture history), will balance itslf out enough later in the semester.
nineteen units of fun, and i'm so excited.
reviews!
linguistics 115
morphology and phonology
this woman is a neurotic basketcase, it's hilarious. she's up in front of class, sipping on her mug of coffee, being more idiosyncratic than george costanza on seinfeld. it seems to be a pretty interesting class, focusing apparently more on the difference between derivational morphology and inflectional morphology. then again, if you're not a linguistics major, you probably don't care.
linguistics 120
syntax and semantics
she's from denmark. she has a great accent. and already, the overview (for me, at least) is fascinating. sentence structure and semantic well-formedness form the basis of the course, which in itself is already more interesting than either linguistics class i took last semester. and i promise, i'll do better this time. i actually care.
city and regional planning 114
urban and regional transportation planning
the professor reminds me of generic-white-person-friend's mom. she talks like that, and she writes like she's writing a recipe for a home economics class. in fact, it's like she's teaching home ec, except that the material has to deal with transportation.
city and regional planning 110
introduction to city planning
he reminds me of roger ebert -- he's kinda shaped like him, only a little flatter; and he speaks the same too. i kind of wanted him to review a movie when we were talking about the housing problem in california today, but that would have been a little rude. with what he's shown us so far, this is going to be one of my most intense yet likable classes.
environmental design 169b
american cultural landscapes, 1860-present
you know a class is good when the professor shows you pictures of the four gsis when they were kids to introduce them to the class. he's a very arm-movement-intensive kind of person, probable indicating that he's restless. i can't wait for these field trips. and the material, despite sounding a little dry (read: architecture history), will balance itslf out enough later in the semester.
nineteen units of fun, and i'm so excited.
1.13.2005
tahoe!
i'll be back sunday!
i'm going to be so sore on monday!
SO MANY EXCLAMATION POINTS!!!
GO BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!
i'll be back sunday!
i'm going to be so sore on monday!
SO MANY EXCLAMATION POINTS!!!
GO BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!
1.06.2005
if life were much easier, imagine everything you put effort into blossoming into something to the trip fantastic.
you see, life's full of these moments that want to boggle you, those that want to challenge you, those that make you rethink your principles, the ones that rock you to the core of your being that you want to shatter and cry.
often you cry because there's fear and sadness, but rarely, you cry because there's immense hope and joy. and when there is immense hope and joy, those are the moments you don't want anyone seeing because you're so vulnerable, so emotionally attached to those moments, that letting anyone else experience them would be a disservice to the amount of happiness they bring you.
despite speaking with a close friend of mine for simply forty-five minutes, i've remembered that innocence i had, that well-intentioned naivete that drove me to make friends with so many people. and i remembered, in that short span of time, that i had something good here, and that there are good, true people here in southern california, despite whatever it is i say.
i've visited my grandmother plenty and often through my stay here, and truth be told, it saddens me and frightens me that i might not see her in such good spirits nor in such great company like family. for the two and a half weeks i've been here, family's what's kept me sane and what's torn me apart inside. i've wanted to strangle people, and atthe same time, hug them so tightly because they don't know how much they mean to me, because i'm scared of that one moment of pure joy and hope -- that if it ever comes to fruition, that i'd be so scared and helpless and vulnerable to love and happiness.
maybe that's precisely why i've been calling jon everyday ever since i flew in; he's that comforting voice outside of this moment of southern california that makes me feel so welcomed and calm.
it's been a long time coming, but when all these little bubbles of everything get to you, you realize it's a little too late when it comes time to try and absolve things. i should know: i've been here two and a half weeks, and all i have to show for it is an overdraft fee and a plane ticket for saturday morning.
whenever i tell you nothing's that important, you remember that i'm excluding the most important part of that caveat -- that nothing's that important, except for when you reach that moment, and you fall in love all over again.
to friends, family, and a great new year.
you see, life's full of these moments that want to boggle you, those that want to challenge you, those that make you rethink your principles, the ones that rock you to the core of your being that you want to shatter and cry.
often you cry because there's fear and sadness, but rarely, you cry because there's immense hope and joy. and when there is immense hope and joy, those are the moments you don't want anyone seeing because you're so vulnerable, so emotionally attached to those moments, that letting anyone else experience them would be a disservice to the amount of happiness they bring you.
despite speaking with a close friend of mine for simply forty-five minutes, i've remembered that innocence i had, that well-intentioned naivete that drove me to make friends with so many people. and i remembered, in that short span of time, that i had something good here, and that there are good, true people here in southern california, despite whatever it is i say.
i've visited my grandmother plenty and often through my stay here, and truth be told, it saddens me and frightens me that i might not see her in such good spirits nor in such great company like family. for the two and a half weeks i've been here, family's what's kept me sane and what's torn me apart inside. i've wanted to strangle people, and atthe same time, hug them so tightly because they don't know how much they mean to me, because i'm scared of that one moment of pure joy and hope -- that if it ever comes to fruition, that i'd be so scared and helpless and vulnerable to love and happiness.
maybe that's precisely why i've been calling jon everyday ever since i flew in; he's that comforting voice outside of this moment of southern california that makes me feel so welcomed and calm.
it's been a long time coming, but when all these little bubbles of everything get to you, you realize it's a little too late when it comes time to try and absolve things. i should know: i've been here two and a half weeks, and all i have to show for it is an overdraft fee and a plane ticket for saturday morning.
whenever i tell you nothing's that important, you remember that i'm excluding the most important part of that caveat -- that nothing's that important, except for when you reach that moment, and you fall in love all over again.
to friends, family, and a great new year.
1.04.2005
the question becomes this: should i audition again for AiR this spring? they actually need my voice part this time.
estos días recién pasados son, definitivamente, los más difíciles de que yo he encontrado mientras era un miembro de la banda universitaria.
it'll get better, i think.
it'll get better, i think.
1.02.2005
for the first time in a long time, i feel like home is where i should be.
despite the loss in san diego, my time in southern california has been nothing short of memorable. i got to go to san diego, i got to be with people i wanted to be with, i got to spend christimas and new year's with family. i miss a lot of things about berkeley -- but it's not like they're not a phone call away or that i'm never going to see them again.
january. two weeks in socal. delirium post-insight bowl. socal kids in disneyland. nate, mikey, carie, and mooni. mini car accident. ski trip. teaching david how to ski. new semester.
february. super bowl and the consequent wardrobe malfunction. the foreign cinema. 'toxic' hits airwaves. beating arizona in men's basketball. the origination of "dude, thas fucked uuuuuup." valentine's day. rain.
march. gay marriage scandal thanks to gavin newsom. one year. american idol (the one where latoya london was supposed to win). spring break: london. london. london. kevin smith.
april. chez panisse. the sound of music sing-along at the california theatre on kittredge. wassailfest 2005. wheel of fortune. john stevens gets voted off of american idol.
may. the arrival of the facebook. the end of friends. finals. graduations. the most ridiculous memorial day bbq ever held in my house.
june. disneyland with the cal bandsmen. tour guide job. reagan dies. bill clinton visits the bay area. moving out begins: finding an apartment. moving to said apartment. calsos. recruiting like mad.
july. frustrations over fake ids. santa cruzin'. living with jon for two weeks because of a lack of a bed in the new apartment. tower of power concert. southern california extravaganza (there for two days). the beginning of the website redesign mania.
august. work. work. work. birthday. teach. crash. burn.
september. trying out for AiR. stupid classes. taking three units too many. dreaming about some fucked up shit.
october. midterms. more random thursdays. more and more getting sick of band. the la roadtrip. margaritas and the office.
november. the stupidest election in the entire world. midterms. seattle. band. big game. keeping the axe. birthdays up the butt.
december. the executive committee. saying goodbye to the tourguides. cal getting fucked over by the bcs. the fall casual (otherwise known as the anti-formal). socal. christmas. san diego. holiday bowl fuck-tards. new year's eve.
yeah. go bears.
despite the loss in san diego, my time in southern california has been nothing short of memorable. i got to go to san diego, i got to be with people i wanted to be with, i got to spend christimas and new year's with family. i miss a lot of things about berkeley -- but it's not like they're not a phone call away or that i'm never going to see them again.
january. two weeks in socal. delirium post-insight bowl. socal kids in disneyland. nate, mikey, carie, and mooni. mini car accident. ski trip. teaching david how to ski. new semester.
february. super bowl and the consequent wardrobe malfunction. the foreign cinema. 'toxic' hits airwaves. beating arizona in men's basketball. the origination of "dude, thas fucked uuuuuup." valentine's day. rain.
march. gay marriage scandal thanks to gavin newsom. one year. american idol (the one where latoya london was supposed to win). spring break: london. london. london. kevin smith.
april. chez panisse. the sound of music sing-along at the california theatre on kittredge. wassailfest 2005. wheel of fortune. john stevens gets voted off of american idol.
may. the arrival of the facebook. the end of friends. finals. graduations. the most ridiculous memorial day bbq ever held in my house.
june. disneyland with the cal bandsmen. tour guide job. reagan dies. bill clinton visits the bay area. moving out begins: finding an apartment. moving to said apartment. calsos. recruiting like mad.
july. frustrations over fake ids. santa cruzin'. living with jon for two weeks because of a lack of a bed in the new apartment. tower of power concert. southern california extravaganza (there for two days). the beginning of the website redesign mania.
august. work. work. work. birthday. teach. crash. burn.
september. trying out for AiR. stupid classes. taking three units too many. dreaming about some fucked up shit.
october. midterms. more random thursdays. more and more getting sick of band. the la roadtrip. margaritas and the office.
november. the stupidest election in the entire world. midterms. seattle. band. big game. keeping the axe. birthdays up the butt.
december. the executive committee. saying goodbye to the tourguides. cal getting fucked over by the bcs. the fall casual (otherwise known as the anti-formal). socal. christmas. san diego. holiday bowl fuck-tards. new year's eve.
yeah. go bears.
you feel so small sometimes
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