Its cold, wet and miserable outside. Just my kind of weather. The year is coming to and end and finals are almost over. Just one more week to suffer with, two more finals and one more paper and I can officially call myself free for one month. In so many ways, I love my school, and the four weeks I get as a break for winter helps too.
A few things to mention in my life but nothing dramatic. After finally gaining enough "balls" I mentioned to my parents about possibly doing some work with the Peace Corps after I graduate. My friend mentioned to me a long time ago that the Peace Corps would possibly be a fantastic opportunity for me. I enjoy traveling, seeing new and exotic places, and many of my friends have noticed I have a knack for learning new languages. Apparently the ease of learning a new language is a Weise family trait. One of the few to actually be proud of. Many of you know what I am talking about. Anyway, I mentioned it to my mother and father and the reactions were mixed. My mother says that I should go for it and that it would be a wonderful opportunity for me. She however also noted that I would have to raise the money on my own, and that while my intentions are good, they will the end, be meaningless in this world. I tend to disagree with her there. She came to me and said that the problem with our generation and our age group is that we all tend to be idealistic, believing that we can all change the world for better. She noted in the end, you will realize that all of it was minuscule and that there is just to much in this world to change. I disagree with her there, but then again, it could possibly be my idealistic mind set that continues to make me argue with her. My father's reaction on the other hand was not to pleasant. While he likes the idea, he is worried about safety and of what may happen to me if I were to really leave. I would like to do some work, possibly in Africa but he stated no. He mentioned Africa was a dangerous place, with war, crime, murder, and such. Africa has its problem I agree but when you really begin to look at it, its no different then Eastern Europe, or Southeast Asia. The risks are equally great, but if one remains vigilant, and open minded, I believe on can be fine. I am hoping maybe for South Africa or Ghana. We'll have to see. Its still a long time away.
I had a long talk with a friend last night which was wonderful. Its been awhile since I have really sat down with some one and just talked for hours. Granted, it was on AIM but still... Kara is a lovely girl we sat talking about everything for hours. Everything from love to politics. Its fun talking to her, plus it gives me a chance to try out some of my new "Asian" jokes. I laughed with her at one point when I noted that my friends on Facebook, those from Provo/BYU now out number any of my friends from my school or any other network for that matter. Joey laughed at me at one point and noted I was so popular there now, I should just transfer over and complete my major there. Yeah right!!! Its fun to be friends with girls again. I don't know why but I just prefer the company of women. Don't get me wrong, I have lots of guy friends and a few really god friends, one's I can confide to when I need, but if I had the choice, I'd rather hang out with the girls. I feel more comfortable around them. Call it weird if you want.
I tried to send a package to that girl in Utah this week but couldn't find the heart too. Truthfully, it was the gifts and letters she sent me over the last couple of years, and the ring she gave me. I felt so angry at her but trying to close the package, I hesitated and now it just sits on my coffee table. Yes, it is basically a break up package, but I just don't have the guts too. I try to be angry at her, try to find all the words I want to say to her, all of the nasty things, but when I try, it fails miserably. I don't know if its just that I am to nice, and am unable to tell what I really feel for fear of the repercussions, or if its because of my feelings for her. Maybe its both. I am not even sure if I can even be just a friend with her right now. I want more, but when I try to tell her, again the words fail to come out and I wind up dancing around the subject making myself look and sound like a fool. Its all to complicated at the moment.
Finals are almost over and now the next debate is how to enjoy the four weeks. I am possibly planning a trip to NYC for a week but if anything, I will be heading to Utah for the MLK holiday weekend. My mother hates the idea of me always hanging out in Provo, but if the snow is good this year, how can you fight it. She fears I am going to convert. I just laugh and say "who do you think I am... anyhow?" Utah's snow compared to Mammoth is beautiful. You couldn't ask for better snow for snowboarding. Dry and powdery. Whether its 5 or 7 days I'll have to see. My worry too is bumping into that girl. In Provo, it tends to be unavoidable. Again, we'll have to see. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade right?
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Sunday, December 2, 2007
The Winter Season has arrived
Winter has finally come and I have only one thing to say with that... "Well it’s about freaking time!!!" Most people think I am for the most part, nuts due to the fact that I actually enjoy cold weather. Personally my most hated season is summer. While I do enjoy the lazy dog days of summer, barbeques, summer loves, baseball, the beach and all around relaxation, I can't stand the weather. I like it to be cold, snowy and wet. It gives me a chance to wear some of my more favorite of clothes like sweaters, coats and scarves. Summers are just uncomfortable for me. I can't stand the incessant heat, humidity, having to climb into your car just to have your hands burned by the steering wheel or seatbelt, and everyday coming back to your apartment or home sticky from sweat. Plus, this kind of weather brings out the holiday season, and makes it feel more festive, more alive. I have always loved Christmas. Ever since I was a little child, I always loved the massive hustle and bustle, the cold air, all of the Christmas lights and the giant tree lit up every December.
Ok I guess back to my life. Thanksgiving was for the most part typical. The food was delicious but the family, well that’s just another story. As usual, my family for the most part seemingly just can't stand to be around each other, and are all simply there to do there proper thing, which if course is say hello to all of the people the continually ignore for most of the year and feast. Boy can my family feast. I general though, I feel my family is more just trying to get out of there as soon as possibly. The faster, the better! My mother says I should just stop complaining and that there really is no basis for my argument, because were Chinese. Apparently that makes all of the difference. Her claim, were Chinese not American and we don't follow the "Traditional American Holidays and values." I for one tend to disagree. Simple fact is, we are American, our race or where our family originated from has nothing to do with it. Also, as life goes on, and my sister and I continue to get older, proceed through college, have loves of our own, and begin careers, the less we will have time to spend with the family. Family, no matter how dysfunctional they can be, should try to enjoy what little time they have together. One day my sister and I will probably not be able to come home for the Holidays, most likely spending it with our "Significant Other" and my mother will then realize what it really meant for us to be home, even if it was just for a weekend.
I have noticed a shift in myself again. I guess it’s not really a shift but more a revert back to my indie self. I have always enjoyed the indie culture. Everything from the clothes to the music. For awhile, more from this last spring, I pulled away for awhile from it. Now that I think back, I guess I am not sure why. I figure I was just looking for a new direction in my life, with everything including style (both life and fashion) and music. More recently I have gone back to listening to my old indie cds. I finally found my old chucks, which I had been looking for all year, and have gotten back to wear my t-shirts, jeans, and shoes. I am slowly pulling away from looking completely prep like I did last spring. I did miss listening to all of my cds of the indie bands I had listened to in the past. Phantom Planet, Band of Horses, Interpol, Modest Mouse, Eisley, The Yeah Yeah Yeah's, The New Pornographers, The New Amsterdams and etc... The List goes on and could really fill up a page. The newer one I have taken an interest into of course is Forgotten Charity. An indie band based out in Utah, they are pretty good. I have a couple of songs I continually listen to over and over again, I really shouldn't do that, and have begun to keep up with the future plans including tour dates and song releases. This would probably be a whole lot easier if I actually lived in Utah. Don't worry!!! No plans to move out there anytime soon. Anyway, they are pretty good. I do enjoy them. They can be a bit emo for my taste at times but I can easily get past that. Actually to go of even further, a few friends (two girls, a guy and I) are looking at creating a band of our own, and I would be the vocals. More will be told of these plans really do come into fruition. Right now, our debate is not so much who will be doing what but rather, what to call ourselves and how to introduce the band to general public.
Not much is happening in school. It’s the last week of shows. Truthfully, I am relieved. The fall season is winding down and after next weekend, the official strike and the done till January. My stress will continue however with finals coming up in less then 3 weeks though. Oh joy. Surprisingly my grades have held up fairly well this year, and with a little luck, my finals will continue that course. The only true class I am worried about is my biology class. It’s holding up probably at just barely a C which means I am going to have to study my ass off to pass this final. No matter what though, I am probably going to wind up completing another year anyway. As before, I need to fix some previous grades. Ones that hopefully will never see the light of day. Not much in the way of love life. I still think about the girl in Utah on occasion, and still miss her, but that’s really about it. I enjoy hanging out with the girls I know at school, but with my social life in the crapper due to the fact that theatre and classes have taken it hostage, who has time to date these days. Maybe when things cool off for the winter/semester break... Not much otherwise. Hopefully, when I get a chance tomorrow, my next blog will delve more in depth into my more personal thoughts and such. Stay warm everybody. Happy Holidays.
Ok I guess back to my life. Thanksgiving was for the most part typical. The food was delicious but the family, well that’s just another story. As usual, my family for the most part seemingly just can't stand to be around each other, and are all simply there to do there proper thing, which if course is say hello to all of the people the continually ignore for most of the year and feast. Boy can my family feast. I general though, I feel my family is more just trying to get out of there as soon as possibly. The faster, the better! My mother says I should just stop complaining and that there really is no basis for my argument, because were Chinese. Apparently that makes all of the difference. Her claim, were Chinese not American and we don't follow the "Traditional American Holidays and values." I for one tend to disagree. Simple fact is, we are American, our race or where our family originated from has nothing to do with it. Also, as life goes on, and my sister and I continue to get older, proceed through college, have loves of our own, and begin careers, the less we will have time to spend with the family. Family, no matter how dysfunctional they can be, should try to enjoy what little time they have together. One day my sister and I will probably not be able to come home for the Holidays, most likely spending it with our "Significant Other" and my mother will then realize what it really meant for us to be home, even if it was just for a weekend.
I have noticed a shift in myself again. I guess it’s not really a shift but more a revert back to my indie self. I have always enjoyed the indie culture. Everything from the clothes to the music. For awhile, more from this last spring, I pulled away for awhile from it. Now that I think back, I guess I am not sure why. I figure I was just looking for a new direction in my life, with everything including style (both life and fashion) and music. More recently I have gone back to listening to my old indie cds. I finally found my old chucks, which I had been looking for all year, and have gotten back to wear my t-shirts, jeans, and shoes. I am slowly pulling away from looking completely prep like I did last spring. I did miss listening to all of my cds of the indie bands I had listened to in the past. Phantom Planet, Band of Horses, Interpol, Modest Mouse, Eisley, The Yeah Yeah Yeah's, The New Pornographers, The New Amsterdams and etc... The List goes on and could really fill up a page. The newer one I have taken an interest into of course is Forgotten Charity. An indie band based out in Utah, they are pretty good. I have a couple of songs I continually listen to over and over again, I really shouldn't do that, and have begun to keep up with the future plans including tour dates and song releases. This would probably be a whole lot easier if I actually lived in Utah. Don't worry!!! No plans to move out there anytime soon. Anyway, they are pretty good. I do enjoy them. They can be a bit emo for my taste at times but I can easily get past that. Actually to go of even further, a few friends (two girls, a guy and I) are looking at creating a band of our own, and I would be the vocals. More will be told of these plans really do come into fruition. Right now, our debate is not so much who will be doing what but rather, what to call ourselves and how to introduce the band to general public.
Not much is happening in school. It’s the last week of shows. Truthfully, I am relieved. The fall season is winding down and after next weekend, the official strike and the done till January. My stress will continue however with finals coming up in less then 3 weeks though. Oh joy. Surprisingly my grades have held up fairly well this year, and with a little luck, my finals will continue that course. The only true class I am worried about is my biology class. It’s holding up probably at just barely a C which means I am going to have to study my ass off to pass this final. No matter what though, I am probably going to wind up completing another year anyway. As before, I need to fix some previous grades. Ones that hopefully will never see the light of day. Not much in the way of love life. I still think about the girl in Utah on occasion, and still miss her, but that’s really about it. I enjoy hanging out with the girls I know at school, but with my social life in the crapper due to the fact that theatre and classes have taken it hostage, who has time to date these days. Maybe when things cool off for the winter/semester break... Not much otherwise. Hopefully, when I get a chance tomorrow, my next blog will delve more in depth into my more personal thoughts and such. Stay warm everybody. Happy Holidays.
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