So I'm 18 - big woop. -__- I still don't feel any significant change, as I suppose I should... oh well, iz all good, I like the way I feel now
and I had a lot of fun yesterday so it was a pretty good birthday =) <3333
nothing much to say, obviously...
I'll now be fully tried as an adult in any court. Ahaha
-L
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Random Crap
so right, I've noticed that I like to insert random tidbits of stuff into my usually emo/normal diary-style bloggie... so what I am going to do is stop inserting those random tidbits (of poetry for example) and just stick with the journal crap... I will post any future tidbits (that word will soon die) in my Boggled 42 blog... I know I'm definitely going to change the goddamn name sometime... maybe
anyway, thaz that... and here's the address just so I have a record of it here for myself XD
www.boggled-42.blogspot.com
-L
anyway, thaz that... and here's the address just so I have a record of it here for myself XD
www.boggled-42.blogspot.com
-L
CA Conference at Carlton
I was quite surprised and I wholly enjoyed the experience. The food was good. The people were nice and business-y although they didn't flaunt it ... at least not the "Career Model" that sat beside me... I didn't know until the end that he was a CFO of some airline company... geez -__- (I'm sure he mentioned it while he was introducing himself but he didn't put much emphasis on it so I didn't notice... but wow)
The presentations were good. I liked the inspirational speaker - cuz I was the volunteer, heheh yay for picking 5! cuz the number is pi! roflz. Anyway it was the first time I was a volunteer for anything, especially for a magic trick... yupyup =P good experience!
Definitely worth the time and money... which I haven't paid yet which I'll have to do tmr, no worries. And of course, even worth waking up so early in the morning.
I suppose the only downer of the experience was the weather... damn storm pushed the conference back 45 mins (although it still worked out in the end). Also discouraged half the people from showing up - which is a good thing though.
Much love to the CA profession - I'll definitely keep that thought in my horizon, as I go through university...
-L
The presentations were good. I liked the inspirational speaker - cuz I was the volunteer, heheh yay for picking 5! cuz the number is pi! roflz. Anyway it was the first time I was a volunteer for anything, especially for a magic trick... yupyup =P good experience!
Definitely worth the time and money... which I haven't paid yet which I'll have to do tmr, no worries. And of course, even worth waking up so early in the morning.
I suppose the only downer of the experience was the weather... damn storm pushed the conference back 45 mins (although it still worked out in the end). Also discouraged half the people from showing up - which is a good thing though.
Much love to the CA profession - I'll definitely keep that thought in my horizon, as I go through university...
-L
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Weirdness 2 - Clarification for myself.
So I have a friend who seems to be very condescending of my dropping Writer's Craft... and rambles on about experiencing learning and getting more knowledge by taking a multitude of classes (she has no spares at all). You know, I suppose she wanted to make me feel guilty, or at least regretful of dropping the course... and maybe even a little ashamed of my supposed laziness.
Okay, I won't deny that I am quite lazy... I procrastinate profusely (but in the end I always accomplish what I intended to accomplish, and the quality of work is always quite good - maybe even BECAUSE of procrastination - she's not denying that of course... we have way too many of the same experiences together on that note). I guess I got stressed by the writer's craft course and its huge amount of writing needed...
but then I think back to Politics class... there was a lot of writing in that class too and most of it took me a very, very, very long time - perhaps more so than I would have done if I didn't care about it - the same with Writer's Craft (well not so much, I just kinda wanted to be proud of what I write when it comes to creative writing and such). The feeling while doing the work, however, is vey different. When I do Politics I feel an intense amount of suffering, like how the heck was I going to finish this, type of thing (every time, even after many times of successful completion). But at the same time, quite masochistically I suppose, I enjoyed doing the work. I enjoyed what I did in class, what I did at home, and everything we learned. I enjoed the pain, even. This is because I loved the material - it was diverse material that reflected the current events around me today, of things I always wondered about, and most importantly, it was something interesting... the perspectives new and refreshing. I also love the way the teacher presented the material, his cynical yet strangely hopeful perception of everything, even of us, the students.
Writer's Craft, on the other hand, was extremely boring. Okay, so I might have laughed some bits when the teacher told some personal funny joke... but the material itself has no gift or wit of humour... mostly dry humours about cliches and stuff of every day life... even the humour lacks interest... that's gotta be a new low... o wait, nvm. The teacher's way of teaching and gesturing irked me, but that I can deal with. His seriousness however, I can't. Not only is he serious about his teaching, about how students perceive his teaching - of course the gifties love him (I mean, he even asked US for advice before he did a lecture at the University of Ottawa a few weeks ago), but also he hides it behind a mask of zenness, of optimism, of eccentricities, of energy (he tried to "scare" us by screaming a bit during the first class... yawr, I know - of course everyone ate it up). Also the material. Now, I like writing as much as the next person, but I also experience writer's block surely more so than the next person. This was basically my goal for taking this class - staunch writer's block. But I find that this course merely increased the ferocity of my writer's block... if i write essays and analytical writing... well, there's bound to be a period of silence in my mind when I would wait for the ideas to come, they do - at the last moment, and I would write like a crazy person... seriously, it's quite funny... if it is witnessed in an objective point of view.
But creative writing is just a blank, whiter than paper, absolutely and totally nothing. If there IS something, it's crap. Like, it's not just "usually" crap, it IS crap, not ifs, ands, ors, buts, none of that. Usually I feel pain of the untouchable kind whenever that happens. And this just magnified during writer's craft assginments... and I don't even like it. I don't even know what I want to write; I feel no attachment, no emotion to my writing as I write... it's merely a dull robotic attempt at outputting a perferred style, percise diction, use of imagery, all that kind of stuff that should just flow and come out as they feel like, not forced. I cannot command my words like that.
Perhaps that is my problem, but I will deal with it. I certainly don't need a seriously prejudiced mind - to which he admits - to condition my writing into something like everyone else - regurgitated feelings, commonly unique phrases strung together to form a comfortable, acceptable, tasteful work.
Maybe I'm just bitter. Well, in that case, I'll have to write something.
-L
Okay, I won't deny that I am quite lazy... I procrastinate profusely (but in the end I always accomplish what I intended to accomplish, and the quality of work is always quite good - maybe even BECAUSE of procrastination - she's not denying that of course... we have way too many of the same experiences together on that note). I guess I got stressed by the writer's craft course and its huge amount of writing needed...
but then I think back to Politics class... there was a lot of writing in that class too and most of it took me a very, very, very long time - perhaps more so than I would have done if I didn't care about it - the same with Writer's Craft (well not so much, I just kinda wanted to be proud of what I write when it comes to creative writing and such). The feeling while doing the work, however, is vey different. When I do Politics I feel an intense amount of suffering, like how the heck was I going to finish this, type of thing (every time, even after many times of successful completion). But at the same time, quite masochistically I suppose, I enjoyed doing the work. I enjoyed what I did in class, what I did at home, and everything we learned. I enjoed the pain, even. This is because I loved the material - it was diverse material that reflected the current events around me today, of things I always wondered about, and most importantly, it was something interesting... the perspectives new and refreshing. I also love the way the teacher presented the material, his cynical yet strangely hopeful perception of everything, even of us, the students.
Writer's Craft, on the other hand, was extremely boring. Okay, so I might have laughed some bits when the teacher told some personal funny joke... but the material itself has no gift or wit of humour... mostly dry humours about cliches and stuff of every day life... even the humour lacks interest... that's gotta be a new low... o wait, nvm. The teacher's way of teaching and gesturing irked me, but that I can deal with. His seriousness however, I can't. Not only is he serious about his teaching, about how students perceive his teaching - of course the gifties love him (I mean, he even asked US for advice before he did a lecture at the University of Ottawa a few weeks ago), but also he hides it behind a mask of zenness, of optimism, of eccentricities, of energy (he tried to "scare" us by screaming a bit during the first class... yawr, I know - of course everyone ate it up). Also the material. Now, I like writing as much as the next person, but I also experience writer's block surely more so than the next person. This was basically my goal for taking this class - staunch writer's block. But I find that this course merely increased the ferocity of my writer's block... if i write essays and analytical writing... well, there's bound to be a period of silence in my mind when I would wait for the ideas to come, they do - at the last moment, and I would write like a crazy person... seriously, it's quite funny... if it is witnessed in an objective point of view.
But creative writing is just a blank, whiter than paper, absolutely and totally nothing. If there IS something, it's crap. Like, it's not just "usually" crap, it IS crap, not ifs, ands, ors, buts, none of that. Usually I feel pain of the untouchable kind whenever that happens. And this just magnified during writer's craft assginments... and I don't even like it. I don't even know what I want to write; I feel no attachment, no emotion to my writing as I write... it's merely a dull robotic attempt at outputting a perferred style, percise diction, use of imagery, all that kind of stuff that should just flow and come out as they feel like, not forced. I cannot command my words like that.
Perhaps that is my problem, but I will deal with it. I certainly don't need a seriously prejudiced mind - to which he admits - to condition my writing into something like everyone else - regurgitated feelings, commonly unique phrases strung together to form a comfortable, acceptable, tasteful work.
Maybe I'm just bitter. Well, in that case, I'll have to write something.
-L
Weirdness
I feel empowered by my writer's craft excapade... and although I know I tend to want to drop courses on the fly... (like apparently WR... although I don't remember that) and Politics (not so much... it was more English... thank goodness I didn't drop this - however the feeling of hate for those two courses were short lived and I generally like the setting of the class - the round table discussions for example and the new fountain of knowledge, if I can use a cliche here... but Writer's Craft/English were taugh by two teachers who do not feel, to me, to be very good teachers - although MANY people would disagree with me... I suppose they just irked me the wrong way, w/e what's done is done, and I don't regret it... just like the sciences... now at least I know I shouldn't take any literature courses in uni unless the profs are totally awesome) ... I realized that I like really chill teachers (teachers who don't take teaching personally, who teach because they like what they're teaching and couldn't give a damn about if students like the course/them or not - it's quite inspirational, really), and also learning stuff by myself... not math though - I need an efficient teacher for math.
-L
-L
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