Yaaaaaaaaaaaay, I pulled my first all nighter last night writing a midterm paper for ESPM 6. It only took 4 hrs but I didn't start until 12 am.
Rollin' on 3 hrs of sleep right now. Rock on. Rock on.
10.16.2008
10.12.2008
Material World
Last night I underwent an amazing experience with the University of California Rally Committee that I wouldn't trade for anything. The only thing that to blemish the night is the fact that I lost the one material item that I value more than anything else I own: my high school ring.
Luckily, I have it insured so I can pay a fraction of the price of the original (let me just say, that shit was expensive!) to get a new one, but it still really sucks. I love that ring more than anything else I own, but last night was worth it. It really was. I have no hard feelings toward the experience, only a strong sense of loss that now accompanies the pride I feel.
The irony is that I never lose anything, I really don't. I lost the ring I bought at the Del Mar Fair for $8 in the bushes in the rain, and went back 10 hours later and still found it. Not to mention the fact that last night I was talking to a friend about how much I value the ring, and how I would be so upset if I lost it.... It's also pretty sad because the only reason I took it off was so that it didn't get ruined by paint. As I was taking it off, I remember thinking, maybe I should put this in a plastic bag before I throw it into my pillow case. But then I decided it would be fine and I should stop being paranoid... Everything was fine until I got back to my dorm room and discovered that there was a hole in the corner of the pillow case. The same exact corner I had tossed the ring into, thinking it would be safe. The only reason I didn't lose my other ring is because a plastic bag (the same one I was going to put the rings in) was blocking the hole.
The good news is that the ring was fading anyway, and I was going to send it in to be refinished. Also, my initials weren't centered on the inside of the ring. As soon as I get this new one, I'm going to have it re sized so that I NEVER lose it.
In the end, it seems only fitting that I lost my high school ring on the same night that I became an official member of a college spirit organization. My only regret is that the ring, with all it's sentiments, is lying somewhere in the dirt.
Lesson learned. C'est la vie.
Luckily, I have it insured so I can pay a fraction of the price of the original (let me just say, that shit was expensive!) to get a new one, but it still really sucks. I love that ring more than anything else I own, but last night was worth it. It really was. I have no hard feelings toward the experience, only a strong sense of loss that now accompanies the pride I feel.
The irony is that I never lose anything, I really don't. I lost the ring I bought at the Del Mar Fair for $8 in the bushes in the rain, and went back 10 hours later and still found it. Not to mention the fact that last night I was talking to a friend about how much I value the ring, and how I would be so upset if I lost it.... It's also pretty sad because the only reason I took it off was so that it didn't get ruined by paint. As I was taking it off, I remember thinking, maybe I should put this in a plastic bag before I throw it into my pillow case. But then I decided it would be fine and I should stop being paranoid... Everything was fine until I got back to my dorm room and discovered that there was a hole in the corner of the pillow case. The same exact corner I had tossed the ring into, thinking it would be safe. The only reason I didn't lose my other ring is because a plastic bag (the same one I was going to put the rings in) was blocking the hole.
The good news is that the ring was fading anyway, and I was going to send it in to be refinished. Also, my initials weren't centered on the inside of the ring. As soon as I get this new one, I'm going to have it re sized so that I NEVER lose it.
In the end, it seems only fitting that I lost my high school ring on the same night that I became an official member of a college spirit organization. My only regret is that the ring, with all it's sentiments, is lying somewhere in the dirt.
Lesson learned. C'est la vie.
10.09.2008
Worst Day Ever
So this morning I realized that I can't go on the UCRC roadtrip to Disneyland and the USC game on November 8th. Instead I will be having a dress rehearsal/performance of Brahms Zigeunerlieder in Hertz Hall.
This is why musicians are emo.
This is why musicians are emo.
10.06.2008
Since U Been Gone
So ya... it's been a while since I posted anything here. The world is kind of collapsing around me, but in a good way. Well, actually it kind of sucks right now but I'm pretty sure it'll all turn out for the best. So I'm gonna try to keep this to a short reprise of what I've been up to lately, but I'm feeling pretty philosophical, so I don't know how well that will work out. My best attempt at this will be to direct you to the photos that I've posted to the slide show and ask you to read the captions to see what I've been up to. I'll also provide a short bullet point synopsis here:
Haas Lock In - Rally Committee spent the night in the volleyball gymnasium. I stayed up until 6:30 AM, until I fell asleep for 20 minutes and got taped into a twister mat.
Homecoming Week - I was on the Homecoming subcommittee for UCRC. We planned a Cal gear fashion show, in which I dressed up as the ASU Sun Devil, and Oski kicked my ass. I also got attacked by a cotton candy machine. I have gained much respect for the people at Seaworld that make it.
ASU Football Game - I got to wave the Cal flag on the field during the 3rd quarter, which we won! I also got to guard the California banner during the 4th quarter.
Photoshoot - Michael and I had a crazy late night run through campus and took a bunch of random photos.
And now, a bit of insight, because I couldn't resist including this somewhere...
"Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate."
Haas Lock In - Rally Committee spent the night in the volleyball gymnasium. I stayed up until 6:30 AM, until I fell asleep for 20 minutes and got taped into a twister mat.
Homecoming Week - I was on the Homecoming subcommittee for UCRC. We planned a Cal gear fashion show, in which I dressed up as the ASU Sun Devil, and Oski kicked my ass. I also got attacked by a cotton candy machine. I have gained much respect for the people at Seaworld that make it.
ASU Football Game - I got to wave the Cal flag on the field during the 3rd quarter, which we won! I also got to guard the California banner during the 4th quarter.
Photoshoot - Michael and I had a crazy late night run through campus and took a bunch of random photos.
And now, a bit of insight, because I couldn't resist including this somewhere...
"Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have for what it is. Appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes simply to be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing is reason enough to celebrate."
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