I haven't been this sick since high school.
It makes sense that I got sick since I sit to the left and right of Josh and Bill, and across from Danny, all three of whom were so sick yesterday that they couldn't go to studio. I'm pretty horrible right now, I have a very sore throat and a fever. I can't sleep because I cough when I lie down and I'm too cold even with my comforter over me. The room shifts from side to side when I walk. Not good at all. I hope I'm better tomorrow so I can go to class, though I haven't done any of my homework...
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Friday, January 27, 2006
DS
I watched the Dancer's Symposium DVD.
I'm a HORRIBLE dancer.
How did this elude me?
How exactly am I supposed to improve?
I need some private lessons...
I'm a HORRIBLE dancer.
How did this elude me?
How exactly am I supposed to improve?
I need some private lessons...
Monday, January 23, 2006
Depressed
So I'm back at CMU and things are starting to pick up again. I started with eight classes, but after attending one of them (a StuCO) and realized that for a dance class it was sort of a joke, I am now down to seven. In studio, they immediately tossed us into a five day charette that I actually decided to give a shit about and am, yet again, met with disappointment - which, of course, is my cue to slack off for the semester.
To continue, the doctors tell me that there's something wrong with me so I have to get a second opinion tomorrow and apparently it involves getting a biopsy and spending a lot of money. Mom and I doubt the school health center made a correct diagnosis, but whatever.
Then there's the fact that I had high hopes about getting to spend lots of time with my Benny-bean, and that doesn't seem to be the case, what with dance and Lunar Gala and all the work I have to do. It's only been a week and I've already pulled two all-nighters.
People have also been bitching in studio about the fact that I complain all the time, but mostly it's due to the above several reasons. The anxiety that I might be seriously sick just eats away at a person. I really doubt it's anything, but still, you never know.
Yesterday I had dance auditions and I completely screwed up. My brain was completely clogged so I couldn't really learn the dance. I've never had so much trouble learning a dance, not since ninth grade. I might have gotten into one dance, but yet again, I doubt it's one I really want to be in.
And now one of my classmates is talking about how wonderful his project is and even though I want to be gracious and all that crap, I'm feeling really down about how I can't ever seem to get anything right and I wonder if I should just give up and go and do engineering even though I'll be depressed for the rest of my life.
It's been overall a pretty crappy week.
On the upside, Ben's brother had a baby and we went and got to see her. We were there for three hours and she wouldn't wake up, but she was still absolutely adorable and tiny!
To continue, the doctors tell me that there's something wrong with me so I have to get a second opinion tomorrow and apparently it involves getting a biopsy and spending a lot of money. Mom and I doubt the school health center made a correct diagnosis, but whatever.
Then there's the fact that I had high hopes about getting to spend lots of time with my Benny-bean, and that doesn't seem to be the case, what with dance and Lunar Gala and all the work I have to do. It's only been a week and I've already pulled two all-nighters.
People have also been bitching in studio about the fact that I complain all the time, but mostly it's due to the above several reasons. The anxiety that I might be seriously sick just eats away at a person. I really doubt it's anything, but still, you never know.
Yesterday I had dance auditions and I completely screwed up. My brain was completely clogged so I couldn't really learn the dance. I've never had so much trouble learning a dance, not since ninth grade. I might have gotten into one dance, but yet again, I doubt it's one I really want to be in.
And now one of my classmates is talking about how wonderful his project is and even though I want to be gracious and all that crap, I'm feeling really down about how I can't ever seem to get anything right and I wonder if I should just give up and go and do engineering even though I'll be depressed for the rest of my life.
It's been overall a pretty crappy week.
On the upside, Ben's brother had a baby and we went and got to see her. We were there for three hours and she wouldn't wake up, but she was still absolutely adorable and tiny!
Monday, January 16, 2006
The Big Taiwan Update
I'm back in the states, barely recovered from jetlag and its now time for the big update! For organizational purposes, I'm going to go day by day:
Day one (12/27/06):
We left for the airport. Fortunately that morning I had an appointment with the dentist so my teeth were squeaky clean and ready for the 20 hour flight. The flight itself was pretty boring, I slept throught the first three movies, but I watched "The Island." The final verdict is that while Ewan Mcgregor is gorgeous, the movie was still only so-so. I had trouble getting comfortable since the seats were so small and the engine was so loud and the fact that all other noises just seemed muffled. We landed in the airport at 6:30am on 12/29. My ears oddly didn't have any problems with pressure. Mom's on the otherhand were so screwed up she was deaf for 3 hours. It was a little odd having to yell in her ears. We were whisked through baggage claim and customs and were picked up by a taxi my aunt called for us. One thing May and I forgot was how badly people drove in Taiwan. At one point, the taxi had to change lanes and he did so by literally driving onto the white line and literally forcing other cars out of the way. I looked out the window and the neighboring car was just a few inches away from the glass. It makes me fervently appreciate American roads and traffic laws.
Day two (12/29/06):
So my time thing is a little off, but when we traveled all the way across, we jumped really far ahead in time.
We got to my aunt's apartment and slept for a couple hours. We got up and then came some unpacking and figuring out her apartment on our own since she was in the US. She is an antique collector so her house has tons of them squished in (orderly fashion though, other than the fact that there needed to be a good extra foot of space between everything, the arrangement was quite lovely). It took us a bit of deliberating to figure out whether or not we could actually sit on the antique furniture. In the end we decided we could, and I actually spent most of my evenings sitting on an antique bench thingy than on the actual couch. Her apartment also had one of those moving door/wall panels that looks really cool, but for the life of me, I can't figure out what the point of it was. I suppose it just goes against my archie sensibilities. After mosying around the house a bit, we ventured out to explore. We went on South FuXing Rd and searched for a bank to exchange bills. None of the banks seem to want to take US currency anymore. Or at least, they wouldn't take specific serial numbers. Some wouldn't take travelers checks either - which, in my mind, defeats the purpose of having them. We walked a good 10 or so blocks to find a Bank of Taiwan which was supposedly the only bank that would take the abhorred US currency and when we got there after all the searching, they wouldn't take most of the bills either. It didn't help either that the weather was much hotter than we anticipated and we were sweating quite a bit despite the fact that there were Taiwanese citizens happily walking around in long winter trenchcoats. But then, 60 degrees is pretty cool by their standards.
(to be continued)
Day one (12/27/06):
We left for the airport. Fortunately that morning I had an appointment with the dentist so my teeth were squeaky clean and ready for the 20 hour flight. The flight itself was pretty boring, I slept throught the first three movies, but I watched "The Island." The final verdict is that while Ewan Mcgregor is gorgeous, the movie was still only so-so. I had trouble getting comfortable since the seats were so small and the engine was so loud and the fact that all other noises just seemed muffled. We landed in the airport at 6:30am on 12/29. My ears oddly didn't have any problems with pressure. Mom's on the otherhand were so screwed up she was deaf for 3 hours. It was a little odd having to yell in her ears. We were whisked through baggage claim and customs and were picked up by a taxi my aunt called for us. One thing May and I forgot was how badly people drove in Taiwan. At one point, the taxi had to change lanes and he did so by literally driving onto the white line and literally forcing other cars out of the way. I looked out the window and the neighboring car was just a few inches away from the glass. It makes me fervently appreciate American roads and traffic laws.
Day two (12/29/06):
So my time thing is a little off, but when we traveled all the way across, we jumped really far ahead in time.
We got to my aunt's apartment and slept for a couple hours. We got up and then came some unpacking and figuring out her apartment on our own since she was in the US. She is an antique collector so her house has tons of them squished in (orderly fashion though, other than the fact that there needed to be a good extra foot of space between everything, the arrangement was quite lovely). It took us a bit of deliberating to figure out whether or not we could actually sit on the antique furniture. In the end we decided we could, and I actually spent most of my evenings sitting on an antique bench thingy than on the actual couch. Her apartment also had one of those moving door/wall panels that looks really cool, but for the life of me, I can't figure out what the point of it was. I suppose it just goes against my archie sensibilities. After mosying around the house a bit, we ventured out to explore. We went on South FuXing Rd and searched for a bank to exchange bills. None of the banks seem to want to take US currency anymore. Or at least, they wouldn't take specific serial numbers. Some wouldn't take travelers checks either - which, in my mind, defeats the purpose of having them. We walked a good 10 or so blocks to find a Bank of Taiwan which was supposedly the only bank that would take the abhorred US currency and when we got there after all the searching, they wouldn't take most of the bills either. It didn't help either that the weather was much hotter than we anticipated and we were sweating quite a bit despite the fact that there were Taiwanese citizens happily walking around in long winter trenchcoats. But then, 60 degrees is pretty cool by their standards.
(to be continued)
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
TAIWAN
What's really awesome is that everything on the screen is in Chinese, well, other than what I'm typing.
We've been in Taipei for a few days now and after going for just a week without internet, I've been going crazy. Upon checking my email, I found 128 messages in my comcast mailbox, none in gmail and 23 in my school mail. Absolutely amazing, and almost all of it was junk mail.
I figured I'd just let everyone know where I was in case they were wondering what the heck happened to me. Alive and well, just on the other side of the planet. Eating. Lots of eating. YUM!
We've been in Taipei for a few days now and after going for just a week without internet, I've been going crazy. Upon checking my email, I found 128 messages in my comcast mailbox, none in gmail and 23 in my school mail. Absolutely amazing, and almost all of it was junk mail.
I figured I'd just let everyone know where I was in case they were wondering what the heck happened to me. Alive and well, just on the other side of the planet. Eating. Lots of eating. YUM!
