Sushi, Buses, and McDonald's

What. A. Day.

I don't mean that in a good "what an amazing day" way. "Most days of the year are unremarkable. They begin, and they end, with no lasting memories made in between." Sure enough, this day was one to remember, no matter how frustrating it was.

I was supposed to meet up with my friends to go eat at a sushi buffet at 12 PM in Flushing. Normally, it takes me about an hour on the bus to get there. Silly me for not taking into account New York City doesn't care if there's two feet of snow on every street.

I walk to the bus stop around 11:10 PM. I'm the second one there so I assumed that a bus just left. I thought to myself that one will come in give or take ten minutes. Ha! I watched as the group of people waiting for the bus stretched to the end of the block. Fifty two minutes. 52! That's how long it took for a bus to finally arrive. To top it off...my stop is the first stop on the route. The only other Asian in this mass of people was this Chinese lady who ninja-ed her way to the front of the line. Needless to say, she threw a fit at the driver screaming that she waited an hour for the bus (when in actuality, she came like ten minutes after I did) and that she refused to pay. She managed to rally a few other middle-aged women to join her outburst. I just wanted to reach my destination in peace.

Once I finally reached Flushing about an hour and a half later, I walked to the next destination: another bus stop to wait for a bus to bring me to the sushi buffet. As I made my way to the bus stop, I saw the bus start to leave. I gave chase. For over five blocks. I lost count at five. Surprising enough, even with all the snow people neglected to shovel and the slippery ground, I was very close to catching the bus. That was until I was stopped by a red light and oncoming traffic. Good try, Stanley. I decided to wait for the next bus for over half an hour. One came, but ignored me and zoomed right by because the bus was "packed". I'm one person. I could have easily fit. I struck up some conversations with other people waiting for the bus. Interesting characters you meet in the city that never shovels, I mean sleep.

I gave up and told my friends to finish their sushi without me when the bus never showed up. I walked back to McDonald's and waited for my friends to come to me. As I walked back, I looked at the first bus stop on the route I was gonna take.

That explains why there were no buses coming my way. The line extended further.

Well, I had hopes of some good sushi. All I can eat sushi might I add. My lunch turned from:

to this

First time ever ordering something from the McCafe. I only got it because I was cold and there was a giant poster advertising the caramel mocha. Not bad.

In a nutshell, the New York City public transportation ruined my potential lunch as it took me 3-4 hours to reach my destination (actually, I didn't even reach it). A sushi buffet lunch turned into a Big Mac, snack wrap, and a caramel mocha.

But the day ended on a much higher note. I got to see friends I haven't seen since the summer. It was good catching up. It always ends up with us having our girly guy talk until however late it gets. At least the train ride home didn't completely screw me over like the buses.

Christmas Being Christmas

Merry Christmas to all!

The holidays are normally spent with family and friends. I honestly don't remember the last time my family actually ever did anything for Christmas. That happens when your parents are Asian and aren't Christian.

I stopped receiving presents on Christmas a few years ago. It used to bother me. But, I realized it's not about the presents. Remembering and putting Jesus Christ above all else is all that matters even if I forget at times.

Though, there is one thing I would like to ask for this Christmas season. Well, there was one thing. And that's just to see all my close friends that I don't get to see often while I'm away at college. For the most part, I've seen most of them and I am truly grateful for each and every one of them.

Feasting with my friends that I've know since forever. The Family Pan.

Happy (belated) birthday Elaine!

Well, I'm not really into the whole photography thing, so those are pretty much the only pictures that I can use, ha! I hope everyone has an amazing Christmas spent with their loved ones.

Here's an interesting read on why an X is used to replace "Christ" in "Christmas".

Awesome to Awful

From pure relief to pure disappointment. This past week has been filled with its ups and downs. I thought this past finals week was going by pretty nicely. Of course I was freaking out when it first started since I had no idea how I was going to manage my time to study.

Three straight nights spent at the library. Four straight days I watched the sun rise with tired eyes.

Out of those four days, I had only one day I got more than 8 hours of sleep. That was between my third and last final. I slept the entire afternoon and woke up to study for my last exam. I felt like I did decent on the other three (don't want to jinx it now) and was prepared to study until my brain fried. Since I missed some lectures (like 1/3 of them) and two film screenings, I had a lot to catch up on.

I wrote down my finals schedule on my calendar and had "ETS 153 FINAL @ 5-7 PM" written down in red for the 17th. I figured I had plenty of time to study. I head over the Physics building where it was being held at 4:45 PM. I see a friend who lived on my floor last year waiting outside the auditorium. I thought he was in my class and say I didn't know he took ETS 153. He said he didn't and he was in physics. I look around and see other people with physics notes and calculators out. He shows me his examination time on his phone. I thus quickly pull out my phone and check MySlice. Surely enough, it tells me that my exam is from 3-5 PM.

I felt my heart sink at that moment. I was too tired to scream. I was too frustrated to think. I ran into the auditorium as the last of my classmates finished their exam. I approached my professor and I couldn't even speak. All I could mutter was "I...uh...muh...missed the exam. I thought it was from 3-5...is there a-any way I can make it up?" He gave me the answer I expected. "No." I thanked him for his time and left with my mind wiping blank. I didn't even know how to react.

I emailed my TA shortly after about the situation and all she could tell me was that I did well enough in the class not to fail. That was the least reassuring thing I could have read. It wasn't failing I was afraid of. I'm confident that I would not fail the class. My lowest grade was a B-. But that didn't mean I wouldn't get a C or D.

I'm just thankful my friends at home here have taken my mind away from this.

Chrome for a Cause

Ok, I'm gonna take a quick break from "studying" at the library (a.k.a. Facebook games, chatting, etc.). I wasn't going to blog until my finals were over, but this is quite important.

What is this? It's "Chrome for a Cause".

The chrome for a cause extension will count your tabs while you browse the web. At the end of the day, you’ll be asked to choose a charity to receive your tabs. Every day between December 15 and 19 presents the chance to contribute your tabs, so you can choose to support the same charity or pick a different one each day.

You're given a choice of donating vaccinations, books, clean water, square feet of shelter, and planting trees. I did some calculations and:

• 25 tabs = 1 vaccination provided
• 10 tabs = 1 book donated
• 200 tabs = 1 person's clean water provided
• 100 tabs = 1 square foot of shelter built
• 10 tabs = 1 tree planted

At the end of the day, I guess they round down. I had 140 tabs opened for my first day and I chose to "provide" 5 vaccinations. If I knew that, I would have just opened up 15 more tabs.

Get Google Chrome everyone (I mean it's better than Internet Explorer and Firefox anyways)! Install the "Chrome for a Cause" extension and open those tabs!

[10:42 AM]: Apparently, 250 tabs is the maximum amount of tabs you can reach in a day. I thought it was strange my tab count wasn't increasing any more.

Hungry Hippos

My first semester as a family group leader has come to an end. I am truly appreciative of everyone in my family group and the people I have met through it. Was the job easy? No way. But the beauty of it is that I grew as a Christian through it. I felt I could have done things better, but we all think that. Not one person can look back and say they've done everything perfect and to their content.

I wish I could upload a lot of pictures from my family group this semester. One thing that we didn't get to do was take a picture of everyone with their drawing. It's a long story, but for an ice breaker, everyone drew/cut out something and made something out of it. They all wrote down stuff like spiritual goals.

I think I'll just leave them up there for the rest of the semester. Awesome, isn't it?

Thanks to my amazing family group members who made this card for me. It means a lot. I love the hippo Jane drew. If anyone from my FG reads my blog (which I doubt, but hopefully), you guys are awesome and I was truly speechless when you guys surprised me with this.

Thank you so much Hungry Hippos.

What Grinds My Gears

You know what really grinds my gears? Sorry, just had to say that. I've made not one, but two posts about this on Tumblr already. I'll just be adding more to the list of what ticks me off. Yes, it's another list. It seems like I've been making lists in my recent posts. I like lists. They add variations in my blog posts instead of just seeing a block of text.

• How snow makes people dumb.
  

I'm walking back from lecture and I'm seconds of reach my dorm. There's a bus stop outside of my dorm and woopty-doo, 3 buses arrive at the same time. So, there are many students coming out of all the buses to my right. Snow that come up to my knee on my left. Right ahead of me is a student I was walking behind who suddenly stops to wait for a chance to keep walking. But in front of her are students waiting to get on the buses. Sorry if this is a bit confusing. Needless to say, she keeps standing there waiting for someone to move. I'm freezing and I'm not waiting a second longer. I put good old common sense to the use and go back and around everyone and on to the street. I walk around the buses and to no surprise I see a clear path. I look back and I see the same girl who was in front of me still waiting for a chance to walk.

• Dumb questions in class.

Teachers who tell you that there is no such thing as dumb questions are lying through their teeth. There was a girl who once asked in high school, "Is the essay multiple choice?"

• Fake hobos (hoboes?).

I don't see any in Syracuse (or they are just harder to distinguish) but I see them everywhere in New York City. There was this one lady who claimed she had no home to go to, no food to eat, etc. The only part of her that looked like she might not have a home was the fact her hair looked like it was used as a broom. When no one on the train gave her any money, she turned around and cursed everyone out for being greedy. I see her the next day and she is wearing a completely different outfit. Looked brand spankin' new too. Again, no one gave her any money. She angrily cussed at everyone again. Rinse and repeat.

• Erasers that do a poor job erasing.

Might as well package that with a pencil that doesn't make any marks when you try to write with it. That's why I use pens for everything. Even math. I'd rather cross something out than potentially having to go through a bad eraser. That and I like writing in something darker than graphite.

That's all I can come up with now. Besides, everyone has like a million things that tick them off. No one wants to read them all either (or type them all).

Movies and Surprise

The film screenings at ETS 154 has been a hit or miss for me. The movies either bore me to sleep or captures my full attention for the entirety of the film. Some of the interesting films thus far are: The Birds, Devil in a Blue Dress, Mission: Impossible II, and Om Shanti Om.

Add Run Lola Run to the list.

This film is a German thriller that eerily reminds me of Yellowcard's Ocean Avenue music video. Now that I think about it, they probably based their MV on this movie since they share similar scenes such as running past a group of nuns, a homeless with trash bags, and being hit by a car. The most significant and noticeable similarity? Every time the protagonist reaches a dead end (or fails), they restart at their starting point. Each run produces a different outcome.

I wanted to make a list of movies I want to watch that are in theatres or are coming out soon. But, that list is quite short. I'll share regardless:

• The Warrior's Way (Asians, action, ninjas vs. cowboys...what more can I say? Though it did get 44% of Rotten Tomatoes...)
• Yogi Bear [12/17] (I liked the cartoon as a kid and Justin Timberlake nailed Boo Boo's voice)
• Green Hornet [1/14] (Jay Chou's Hollywood debut and I'm interested in the character of the Green Hornet. Never heard of the superhero before this movie)

I guess there's going to be little to no movie watching in theaters this winter break. There's plenty of movies I still want to watch, but I can just download or stream those.

One movie that did catch my eye as I was looking at movies "coming soon" is...Ip Man 2! What in the world? For those who do not know, Ip Man taught Bruce Lee the martial art Wing Chun. I saw the first movie in Cantonese and it was brilliant! (I've only seen bits of the second one. I will watch the full film soon) A riveting plot and mind-blowing fight scenes. But the second movie, which has been long out is being shown in theaters in the United States! I'm still in shock. I encourage everyone to watch both films, though some of the fight scenes are a bit brutal. But it's not like there's blood splattering everywhere.

And now it's time to work on my Secret Santa gift. Arts and crafts time.

Future Generations

Playing games on my phone now serves a second purpose. Besides entertaining me when I'm bored (Fruit Ninja, Scrabble, and Robot Unicorn Attack kill time like on other), it has now helped me draw back some memorable conversations (actually, it was only one conversation...making it plural makes it sound better).

Just a side note, sometimes I wish I didn't get the iPhone. It has turned my phone into an academic failure device. I can barely pay attention in lectures nowadays when I can just pull out my phone and play a computer in chess or check Facebook/Tumblr. Kids these days have it good.

That last sentence is basically what I wanted to blog about.

It was a memorable conversation I once had with some friends at IHOP. We were talking about how we couldn't wait to be crabby old men. How fun would it be to sit on a rocking chair on your porch all day and yell at the neighborhood kids to get off your lawn? Ok, it may not seem fun. But, the idea of it entertained us into a good laugh. We were supposed to have flying cars and time machines. What happened? Our biggest technological breakthrough is the iPad. We are facing an energy crisis. Our biggest news (well, on the front page of Yahoo! that is) is what Halle Berry wore. Really? We're disappointing those old guys in white coats who dreamed of time machines.

Millions of minds are connected to each other through the internet and what's the best we can come up with?

Ok, maybe that's not the best, but you get the point. We are more concerned with the latest Tweets and what our friends are up to on Facebook.

Part of me wants to hurry up with the aging process and see where my life is going to lead. I'll see what the world will become. A world of even more superficial human beings who revolve their lives around social networking? Or a utopia where we all...do good things? I don't know. I'm just waiting for flying cars.

The other part of me wants to stay young. Just the thought of passing the halfway mark in my lifespan depresses me. I'm still young. I have a long way to go. But life seems like it has been on fast forward. It seems just like yesterday I was 12 and dreaming of being 16 and in control. Ha!

Lazy Day

Today has probably been the most wasted day of my life. I fell asleep at around 2 AM and woke up at 7:30 AM. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I wasn't tired and couldn't close my eyes. I go online for a bit and before I know it, it's 11 AM. My back starts to feel stiff so I hop onto my bed to rest a bit. You know those completely useless attempts to stay awake by telling yourself that you won't fall asleep? Never works. I end up falling asleep and before I know it, it's 8 PM.

I haven't had a day where I've just slept all day in a long time. And you know what? It feels terrible. So much for thinking I'd do something productive today. Hopefully I can find something to do that will make up for this day.

Maybe I should just make a list of possible tasks:

• I cleaned my room last Sunday. I think it's time to clean it again. Which basically means fold my laundry and tidy up the junk that's been accumulating on my desk. I actually don't see a need to clean my room (except folding my clothes) but I just can't find my watch. I'm crossing my fingers it's somewhere here.
• Continue my portfolio. I've been getting drawing blocks (writer's block but for drawing)...and have been super lazy. Just 7 more still lifes to go.
• Update my music playlist. It's been almost a month since I last added a song and a month and half since I added my usual burst of songs at once. My playlist has been getting pretty boring since I always listen to my iPod as I walk to class/work. Same songs over and over again.
• Read The Girl Who Played With Fire. It's been way too long since I picked it up. I read through Dragon Tattoo non-stop over the summer. But, I can't seem to find the motivation to read right now. My bookmark is 4 pages into the first chapter (those 4 chapters were read on the first day of school). I don't know why, but it's so much easier to read when I'm in NYC than here. Less distractions maybe?
• Study for Calc II. My last exam whooped me hard. There goes the 4.0 I thought I would get unless I ace my final.

Buy Life

I applaud the effort and reasoning behind Alicia Keys' "Keep a Child Alive" campaign. But, that's as far I'll give her credit for. For those who don't understand (basically I'm addressing all three or so of my readers), Alicia Keys and an array of other celebrities including Ryan Seacrest, Justin Timberlake, Elijah Wood, and 2/3 of the Kardashian sisters (and this is just naming a few) are "dying" for those with AIDS/HIV. Sorry if that sentence is hard to read. By dying, they are basically giving up their "digital lives" until fans donate $1,000,000 to revive them. So, no Twitter or Facebook.

I wanted to blog about this sooner, but I figured that I would let some time pass to see how it goes. As it's turning out, these celebrities will be in their digital coffins for quite some time. It's been a day and $164,380 has been raised.

You might be thinking that's a good amount. One day in and they already passed 1/10 of the goal. Well, consider this. The launch of this event should have sparked enough donations to to push past 2/10 of the goal. Why? That's when the advertising is freshest in all our minds. They were either planning on the cause spreading by word or they didn't plan far enough. These celebrities deactivated all means of social media advertising. Honestly, who gets the news from TV or newspaper nowadays? Well, I still like to watch the news and occasionally pick up the New York Times, but most of my news comes from the internet. And so does many American teenagers/young adults who would be supporting these celebrities.

I honestly don't care much for the "digital lives" of these celebrities or any celebrities for that matter. I don't have a Twitter and I don't follow them on Facebook. Plus, I'm sure other people have better things to do than fret over the lack of Tweets from Ryan Seacrest.

If I could offer them an alternative, it would be this:

Keep the donation process as it is. However, add on that every purchase of one of their songs or albums (assuming they are a musician) on iTunes would have that money go towards this fight against AIDS/HIV. If they don't produce songs that we buy, they can sell personal merchandise like T-shirts for $15-20 each. This would give their fans a greater incentive in helping out. We still haven't climbed our way out of the recession. Not everyone can spit $10 minimum out of their wallets for nothing in return.

Change

I actually wanted to blog about something, but I was drawing a blank.

That is until I looked at my wallet. My brand new, but not so brand new, wallet. I got it on my last birthday and have not used it or wanted to use it until just last week. And it wasn't that I wanted to use it. I had to. There were threads coming loose on my old one. The clear plastic that shows my ID popped right off when I opened my wallet to take out some money. This wallet went through hell with me. I overstuffed it with cards accumulated throughout the years. I don't even know how many times it was left in my pockets only to be washed with the rest of my laundry. I'm like a pack rat. Even though that wallet was the most worn-out thing (actually, 2nd most...I'll get to the first later) I possess, I still wanted to use it.

It all comes down to my stubborn stance to change. The extent of how unwilling I was to make the switch to a nicer, newer wallet is mind-blowing to me now that I look back at it. I am so content with the status-quo that when the slightest opportunity of change comes, I reject it. I complain and am so reluctant when change is forced upon me. But then I get used to it and go through that process again when something newer comes along. It's a constant cycle.

My parents have come to put up with this stubbornness in me. I still have this blue elephant cup from my childhood. I still have my childhood toy, a pink hippo (which explains why the hippopotamus is my favorite animal), placed safely in my room at home. Now this stuffed toy is completely worn out. One of its eyes looks like it was gnawed at. There are patches where pink fur used to be. It's head is fighting to stay attached. But I refuse to ever throw this toy away. Maybe it's my reluctance to change or perhaps it's because it holds sentimental value to me.

No matter how against the idea of change, I always put up with it in the end and enjoy the benefits it reaps. Too bad I don't see that right away.

Just Dance

"Everyone secretly wishes they can just break out and dance" - James

How true. I've heard people say "I can't dance" or "I wish I knew how to dance" so many times. Everyone has the ability to dance. It then goes into if you can do it well or not. But don't fret, no one can be Michael Jackson right off the bat.

There are many reasons why someone should dance. You could be looking for a new hobby. You could be starting it with a bunch of friends for fun.

This brings me down memory lane of why I started dancing. I used to believe that I couldn't dance. I used to say all that stuff (in the first paragraph). I just thought dancing was cool, but it never crossed my mind that I would be a dancer. Then comes the problem every high school boy comes across in their senior year.

Prom is coming and I don't know how to dance.

Basically, my prom date is one heck of dancer. I didn't want to embarrass her by not knowing how to dance. If you're a guy, you know what went through my head. We're supposed to be the guys. We have to take the lead. But how can we take the lead when we have no idea what to do. Solution? The internet. I spent who knows how long looking up videos and browsing forums in hopes of learning how to dance. I asked a friend to help teach me. The months leading up to prom were spent learning how to dance. And you know what? It was fun.

I enjoyed myself learning. I used to practice by myself on an empty train platform as I waited for the train to come. I used to try and play it off if a stranger walked on the platform and saw me. Soon, that didn't even matter anymore. I would just tune them out with the sound of music blasting from my iPod.

If it weren't for the common dilemma guys face when high school prom approaches, I might not be dancing. I look back and I'm proud of the initiative I took to dance. To everyone out there who thinks they can't dance: Yes you can. Incredible dancing skills aren't gonna be served to you on a plate. You're gonna have to practice. But it's fun.

In Gratitude and Thanksgiving

We honestly don't need a single day to remember what we're thankful for. Especially if it's a day created in memories of the Native Americans who helped the pilgrims at Plymouth survive, only to be betrayed and kicked off their homes. Anyways, every day should be a day of Thanksgiving.

My list of things to be thankful for:

1. God
   

   Without Him, I'd be nothing.

2. My family
   

   As much as I get annoyed by them, they are still here for me until the end.

3. The Family Pan
   

   I've known most of these guys for pretty much my entire non-Canadian life. I can tell them anything. Any holiday vacations and it would be with them. 4th of July BBQ's and Thanksgiving meals? With the Family Pan.

   

   Dang, 2006...miss these carefree days.

4. KCS: The Grove
   

   I appreciate you all from the bottom of my heart. You guys are my life at Syracuse. Who knows? I might have left SU already if not for all of you. Thank you!
   Special shout out to the "Hungry Hippos"!

5. OCM
   

   As much as I say I want to find a new church at home, everyone at OCM who I've met and talked to has shaped me into the person I am today. You guys were there for me as I rediscovered myself with Christ. You guys watched as I took my baby steps as a Christian. Hopefully, when I'm a stronger, better Christian...I can come back and be the change I want to see.

6. High School Friends
   

   Because of you guys, I didn't want to join any club activities for three years in high school. I just wanted to hang out with you guys after school. I look at our Senior Poster Day poster and see our "Gorilla" sign. Man, were we unorganized for that. Look at the spacing between the letters. But it's all good. Balling at Broadway and eating pho afterwards. Playing DoTA until our brains died. Hope I get to see you all soon.

   

Man, we ugly.

7. The New York Jets
   

   Thank you for giving me a reason to look forward to the Super Bowl. Jets for Super Bowl Champs!

Our North Korean Allies

I think there's a level of how ignorant Sarah Palin can be towards world politics. For crying out loud, she's planning on running for the Republican nomination in the next election. Good luck with that taking into account her recent statement:

This speaks to a bigger picture here that certainly scares me in terms of our national security policy. But obviously we’ve gotta stand with our North Korean allies.

If she's truly considering the side with the crazy dictator and nuclear weapons, and not the side with American troops in it, our allies...then she's out of her mind. I'm glad this was on Glenn Beck's radio show. I can't really stand either of them.

This comment tops her not being able to name a founding father of the United States.

Censorship and Procrastination

I don't understand censorship on television. I just finished watching Bad Santa on TV and apparently it's not ok to say f*** (or any of its other variations) or s***, but saying "bitch" is a-OK.

Yeah, this post is extremely short so I'll just add in random thoughts I have right now.

I have a paper due in about eight hours and I have yet to properly read through my assignment sheet. I know the basics of my assignment, but I don't know any specific details. I'm supposed to write my paper about movie trailers and the good stuff about them. We are to choose any film to use as our base. Considering that I may have to watch the film on the spot to make specific references, I decided to do it the only DVD I have on me right now...(500) Days of Summer. I didn't even realize I brought it up with me. It just happened to still be in my CD drive when I came back up to college.

I could always just stream a movie, but that takes too long for it fully buffer. I'm crossing my finger that the (500) Days of Summer has a good trailer for me write about.

The Social Game

One of the few things to brighten up a predictable, routine day is an awesome game of Words With Friends (technically Scrabble) with a random stranger.

Most of the people I play with normally resign when they start to lose too much or just finish off unsatisfactory games. But this one (the picture above) was close to the end. Both of us tried to shy away from the left side where all the "Double Word" and "Triple Word" were waiting to be used. We were both waiting for each other to open access to them. He even made good use of the chat function commenting on my apparent "relentlessness" and "good plays" in Scrabble.

I wish every game went on like this. People should make better use of the chat function. It's such a good way to interact with random strangers who you'll probably never have a chance of meeting face-to-face. It's like a small form of Facebook without the stalking options.

Now if only Hasbro would speed up and make a Monopoly Deal app for the iPhone...(someone get this post out to Hasbro ASAP) If you do not know what Monopoly Deal is, I would be more than happy to show you how to play and whatnot. My friends and I like to say that it's the game that breaks friendships. Don't worry, it doesn't.

Time to be UNproductive

I have a Calc II exam in roughly three hours. I know I have to cram and study the materials in the section because my professor honestly cannot teach. He assumes we all know the material and speeds his way through his lessons. I've been doing well in this class so far for two reasons:

1. For anyone who has any knowledge in Calculus, everything up until now have been kind of a breeze.
2. Shockingly, I spend hours going through the textbook on sections that downright confuse me. How is that shocking? I have never actually studied in high school. I hardly studied freshman year (my mistake there). Now if only I could make this a habit.

There are (to be politically correct) three African-American females that sit at the table I sit at in class. Wow, they make me feel like a true Asian. I spend at least 70% of class time wondering how they made it to college.

How did you get the '2'?

The line directly above it has a '4'. The next line is missing a '2'. Hmm, perhaps he divided by 2? Division. Really? You learn this in elementary school.

There was this one time in class that the professor was generous enough to go over test corrections before we handed it in. I sat there watching two of them discussing with each out loud (it's like they never learned how to whisper) how to do the first problem. I watched as they completely got the problem wrong. One of them, thinking she got it right, showed the other her answer and said that's how you do it. I couldn't just sit idly any longer. I just handed them my exam and told them I got #1 correct. The next second, I saw erasers fly across their papers like erasing became an Olympic sport. Pretty funny.

I'm No Clown

I'm normally on Tumblr, but there are some things that aren't meant for Tumblr. Crazy that a few months ago, I would happily put anything on Tumblr. I soon realized it's no blog though. I can't post in-depth ramblings on it. Sure, I can post a a 3 paragraph post that's either humorous or sounds like I have an ax in my hand. But, no one is going to pay attention to a block of text that takes up half the page. There are some things that just aren't meant for it.

Blogspot (or I guess 'Blogger' to be more precise) will have to do. Xanga confuses me, so that's a no. I'm already familiar with Blogspot having used it for blog projects and an actual blog when I was in high school. I would use that blog, but I'd rather start off new. I'm a different person than when I was in high school.

Now if only Blogspot had Cambria as a default font. I'm too lazy to type in the HTML code and everything.

Now onto my actual post.

Just because I'm carefree on the surface and always firing off witty remarks does not make me a guy with no limits. You can push and I'll just laugh it off. But when you continually shove, that's where I draw my line. I am sick of working for a bunch of people who don't show proper respect. I try to be funny and light-hearted to soften the awkward work environment. Who wants to work with a bunch of people who keep to themselves? And that I accomplished. I've gotten the more recently hired employees to break out of their comfort zone and enjoy coming to work.

Perhaps I overdid it. Regardless, you should be able to tell when someone is pissed off. Don't go to them and push their buttons. Many people I know have told me they rarely see me upset or angry. I'd rather mask my unhappiness with a smile to brush off any burdens I would give people. But when I do show it, give me my space.

I ask a simple question to speed up the cleaning process and you treat it like I just asked for both your kidneys. I help a co-worker with his tasks after I finish everything I need to do, and I am reprimanded. I ask a co-worker to help me make a sandwich to bring home. I request no pickles. What does he do? You guessed it. He throws in extra pickles and even writes PICKLES on the wrapper. RESPECT. Is that so hard to ask for?

Should I stop being the fun co-worker? Should I go to work like a robot without any emotions? Will that give you guys a hint?

I actually had an actual point that I wanted to get across, but I got sidetracked venting about work. Now I can't even tie in that message with this post. But it felt good. I can't do this on Tumblr.