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raptorblood
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Gender: Male
Interests: Drawing, Web Design, Tae Kwon Do, Lifting, etc?
Expertise: Impalement due to spikey pointy yellow thingy. Growling.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Computers (Software)
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Member Since:
1/7/2003
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| My next project in Building Virtual Worlds (a class where you esentially make a video game in two weeks) is about skiing dragons! I'm super excited about my group, since they're all good people, but I'm just hoping that I don't die in the process of making it. I'm about 5 seconds into my opening animation, and it seems like it's gonna be a looong process to make. I'm even lip synching the dragons' mouths to dialogue! :) :) :)
I'm so tired now tho I want to pass out in my chair. good night.
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| Is to think of a rapper name for myself...and the title of my first single.
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| Some might call me crazy, but I went to Cornell this weekend to visit my girlfriend, Becky. It was a total of 12 hours of driving this weekend, plus the 2 hours spent going to and from the NY State Fair. I visited Becky because it was the last time that I would get a free weekend. All the upcoming weekends are probably going to be filled up by ETC's painfully extreme program. I really hope I'm able to go up some other weekend, because I really want to get out of this city.
The State Fair was fun. Last time I went, it was really really hot, and I couldn't stand being there with all the stinky animals (including the hicks ;) ). This time though, the weather was cloudy and it was nice. The dinosaur bbq was yummy, and so was just about everything else there. I won some free Wendy's frostys but had to give them to Becky b/c they were good only in NY state.
It was really nice seeing Becky again. I think I miss her a lot, and it sucks being in Pittsburgh. I have really begun to hate this town seriously. I come home yesterday from 6 hours of driving, in pouring rain, and find that there are no parking spots available in the lot. So I find myself a spot on the street. This guy comes upto me while parking and he's like "Are you a new student here? This is MY spot." He then goes on about how he's got a handycapped child and has no time for this crap, and then he parks three spots over. I just don't get it. Not to mention, I'm like the only asian kid in a black neighborhood, so I feel like they want to scare me constantly. I can't take this. I just don't want to go home anymore. I just don't feel safe there.
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| Six and a half hours away from home, I begin my life in an unfamiliar place. It's only my second time in Pittsburgh, and I'm not so sure I like it here. My friend roger helped me move in on Saturday and Sunday. He even helped me get a bed from IKEA and deliver it home. But when Roger left on Sunday afternoon, I all of a sudden realized that i was going to be living all alone in my big apartment. I apparently didn't choose such a good location to live in, as there are many black people roaming the streets all day. The apartment I live in is quite nice, but the surrounding area is quite ghetto. It really sucks, because I made sure to pick an apartment that looked like it would be safe and secure. But now I look around and I see that maybe it wasn't the best idea... However, it's not like anything happened to me yet, so maybe I am being a little biased/racist. I can't help it though, because I've lived around white people all my life, and this is such a new experience to me. I finally have a car, and I really hope that it doesn't get bumped, banged, scratched, or stolen. More than ever rite now, I feel so alone and helpless. It's the first time ever which I have to rely on myself completely. I find that I usually can't do things that people can do in life that are pretty basic. I can do things like clean, cook, shower, and remember to sleep and eat, but I can't do things that well that involve me going out and finding my way. For example, I have to mail back something to home just now, but I have no idea where the post office is, and it usually takes me a while before I get the courage to do it. Especially in this town, which has roads which are confusing as hell, and people that aren't nice all the time.
I think I'm getting depressed... I feel sad all the time, and I wish I had good friends here to help me through the rough times. At least one friend. I started to meet some of the new ppl in my program yesterday, but I don't know if I'll fit in with them quite yet. I realize now that I really didn't hang out much with the CS crowd in college that much either. So now that I'm forced to hang out with them (lest I feel like moping in my apartment all day) I feel kind of strange, and out of place. I'm a nerd I guess, but I'd never be proud of it.
I'm also losing my appetite. Maybe it's a sign that I'm depressed? I couldn't finish my breakfast today, and I had to throw it out. I don't know what's wrong with me. It seems like I've been sad for a long time now. Ever since college ended, it just hasn't been the same...
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| In what seemed like forever in an instant, Japan has come and gone again. Every time I go, it seems to pass by an instant. Only this time, instead of an instant, it seemed like an extended instant. It was two months afterall, and I pulled many a long nights at work doing things that an ivy leaguer probably normally wouldn't be doing. In fact, this summer, I was doing things that a Computer Science major probably wouldn't be doing. I was translating scripts, helping out with video shoots, and holding auditions. As well as getting dragged to Mexico for a video shoot. In any case, it was an experience none like any other. Or, as the Sony saying goes: Like no other.
I know that there is something to be learned here. I've done something that is quite rare for somebody like me, and I suppose I am supposed to use this to my advantage somehow in future interviews and whatnot. I just haven't had the time to think about what to say, and how this experience has changed my life. No doubt it has changed the way I think about work and other...stuff, but it hasn't all sank in yet. I feel more like, "wait I was in Japan for two whole months?!" and "Wow, I can't believe that it's over..." One thing that could be said is that it (the business) has helped to hide the deep claw marks hidden somewhere in myself that Cornell has left.
Now there's a mere week left before I have to embark on a new journey into the unknown called grad school. It's quite scary. I'll be living in a town that I only visited once, and know nothing about. scary.
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