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My vacation so far

In my industry, I get one full mandatory vacation every year, so I wanted to make the most out of it.  This is why I’m trying to get out of my industry, to get more vacations.  Anyhow, I wanted to summarize what’s happened in it so that I can look back and say “see you had fun, so get back to work and quit whining.”

December 19 – Some friends came over to for a tea party.  I served them tea and we had a round table discussion about why people go bald and whether people are more likely to commit suicide if they live in Winnipeg than other places in Canada.  I later sent them all an email saying “‘I’m sending you this because I believe that your life will be greatly enhanced by my findings.”

December 21- Went through another round of looking at old photos.  I discovered new things about my family life through a *gypsy*.

December 22 – Went over to Catherine’s to help her learn Eyes on Me and inspire obsession with the microscope.

December 23 – went out for dinner at A Taste of Vietnam.  I’m pretty sure the food of Vietnam looks more like what they showed on the Vietnam special of Top Gear than this.

December 24 – Family gathering at my cousin’s.   Nathan and I made cottage pie.  Our cottage pie is much better than some other cottage pies because our recipe came from thefoodnetwork.ca.  My mom tried to direct one cousin to drink more water and asked if another one was wearing enough layers to go out later that night.  And I was like “SHEESH you’re not everyone’s mother!!!!”  Anyway it was nice seeing relatives now that everyone’s *grown up* LOL.  My family saved time lining up for Boxing Day shopping by doing it on Christmas Eve.  We bought stuff from futureshop.ca.  My parents have finally cracked about buying stuff online.  My mom bought a computer which made her soooooooooooo happy because the one she’s currently using is 9 years old.

December 25 & 26 – Watched a lot of TV.  Make It or Break It and Richard Hammond’s Engineering Connections.  Spent a lot of energy analyzing MIOBI, the American mindset, and comparing it to the British.  Don’t think anyone really wants to read my social commentary, but it’s something that I have a lot of in storage.

December 27 – pot luck at church.  Was really lazy making salad so all I did was make salad dressing, put it in a bottle, and get a box of mixed greens.  Didn’t even bother combining the two together, but that’s a good idea because otherwise the greens start to rot and slime and that’s gross.  Watched the 75 minute Top Gear Bolivia special with Nathan TWICE.  The first time, we were being entertained, and the second time, we watched it to google so I could search up the places they went to and the insects they mentioned.  I do NOT want to go to Bolivia now, not that I ever really had that desire.  We got REALLY creeped out by watching a video of botflies eating through a live person’s back.  Nathan wanted to watch it so that he could creep me out and I clicked on the link because curiosity kills me every time and it doesn’t stop me.  I later creeped him back out when he was plucking his eyebrows by saying that stretched skin reminds me of what it looks like when a botfly is about to come out.

December 28 – went over to Catherine’s again and got really fascinated by her microscope.  The most interesting thing we looked at was bloodworms.  Pictures should be up later.  Also was entertained for hours by the Vietnamese karaoke website.

Today – dinner later with some people I haven’t seen in years.

Life’s alright.  2009 has been good to me.

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The least dreary week I’ve had in months.

I didn’t have to tutor on Saturday.  I tried to switch her to a morning time that day but as it turns out, teenagers don’t wake up in the morning.  They get this deer in headlights look whenever you mention the word “morning.”  As a late sleeper, when I say “morning,” I mean after 10:00.  And even that’s not good enough for some people!

While playing Taboo, one of the words I couldn’t say was “sleep.”  To get around that, what I wanted to say was “kip.”   Except nobody understood that.  If more people understood British slang, Taboo would be much easier.

Nathan and I are rubbish at putting up a Christmas tree.  We started two days ago but still haven’t finished.  The lights are a hassle year after year as the 20+ year old bulbs inevitably break and the lights are connected in series so when one bulb doesn’t work, the whole thing doesn’t work.  I had a strong flash back of last year when I was putting up the lights, and harassed Nathan with question after question about electricity because I couldn’t figure it out myself.  Edit: we finished.

Hanging out with my science cohort last night was quite interesting.  While eating chicken wings that somebody brought, someone brought up how they were going to sacrifice eat a turkey that they were raising in urban Vancouver and the rest of us wouldn’t stop asking questions about how one goes about doing this.  The hostess also had a really funny story about the nightmare of TOCing elementary school.  We also stopped the game of Cranium we were playing so we could discuss why negative numbers multiplied together became positive numbers.  It was a very heated discussion.

I feel, not strangely, at home with a bunch of nerds.

Nobody cares, but…On Friday night, I learned that Amanda Knox and Raffale Sollecito were convicted of murder in that Italian case from 2 years ago.  I always thought Amanda had some part in it, though I question if she actually murdered her roommate.  The biggest tip off for me was her inappropriate emotions.  If you’re wrongly accused of murder (or anything), how would you feel?  I would be flippin’ mad.  She never showed any of that in her court appearances.  Some argue that maybe over the two years, her anger dissipated because she was weary of it all.  Maybe she was angry while behind bars and the media didn’t get wind of that.  However, she was never reported to be angry, but family reported that she tried to remain positive.  After the guilty verdict, her dad showed anger, but all she did was cry out of sadness and “disappointment.”  If it had been me, I would have been seething with rage and disgust.  Yeeeeessssss, many people think she’s innocent and have good points to argue there, but we’re not the jury so whatever.

White sash me.

All the weeks before grad, Niki was bugging me about it.  Specifically, about not going.  Because she’s fortunate enough that her parents don’t care.  Mine do.  And by the time she was going on and on about what a waste of time it is, I had already ordered my gown.

Fast forward to the “I told you so”s.  I went because my parents think you “gung hai” go to your grad and for once, my argumentative self decided not to argue.  It was rainy, cold, dark…but I did see 1/4 of my cohort…who are mostly employed.  I stayed in the grad center for almost an hour talking to friends I hadn’t seen in month(s) while waiting for my parents to come take my vest, jacket, umbrella, and purse…they didn’t.  Mandy, being a veteran of grads, brought many safety pins for the sashes.  Esther was nice enough to help me pin mine, and I was standing there paralyzed because needles freak me out.  When the instructions came from the same dude from my convocation last year, I didn’t pay attention.  I actually feel unable to pay attention to instructions now because I have the attention span of a grade 8.  The two guys next to me were pretending to be juvenile and badass by stepping out of the line and whispering.

The speeches by the people in charge were the same for all the ceremonies happening that week, I’m sure.  It felt really impersonal to me because they seemed appropriate for people who just spent four-seven years writing midterms, finals, essays and whatnot and now wonder about how are they going to be awesome and make the world a better place.  We didn’t do that and we don’t wonder that.  I was already an alumna of UBC before this degree, as were many others.  The valedictorian did use Gary’s favorite word, “transphenomenal,” so I emailed him to tell him so.

Yeah yeah Niki, I know.

I’ve been meaning to say something about my comments about [ethnic group] people.

When I ask why Chinese people like to watch TV with people singing badly, I mean…exactly that.  Yes, I know many cultures around the world like shows like American Idol and bad singing is entertaining to a degree, but the way Chinese people approach it is different.  It’s not a contest where singing is judged.  They probably sing badly because like the Australian actor Ho Kwok Wing says somewhere on the internet, there’s no time to make quality entertainment because HK media people have too many demands.  People like my parents who listen to that kind of mainstream HK pop music can’t tell whether or not the singing is bad.  They can’t hear if something is off pitch, they can’t tell if someone is forcing out the notes because they can’t sing properly, and they can’t imagine that the composer spent maybe half an hour writing the song because the melody just seems to go on purposeless to fit the number of syllables in the lyrics.  The music, musically, is terrible and Chinese people in the same age bracket as my parents like it.

When I try to explain stuffwhitepeoplelike white, also, there are many misunderstandings.  YES, there are white people out there who don’t like coffee and travelling.  YES, people all over the world like coffee and travelling.  I like coffee and travelling.  It’s the way in which they approach both that makes them distinctly white.  I would say the  website isn’t so much about what white people like, but that it captures habits and mentalities of a group of people who have grown up to appreciate certain values and social norms.  Stuff white people like is a manifestation of those values and norms.  If what Christian Lander writes wrote (because he doesn’t update anymore) about white people didn’t resonate with my experiences with them, I wouldn’t have paid any attention to him.

I don’t know what to put in this title.

Because I’m tempted to put down something about how my life sucks.  Except here on aeriose.com, I’m not really here to talk about that.

So, Anthony Davidson.  If you don’t know who he is, search him up on google images.  He’s married.  But just because he’s married doesn’t mean I can’t give him a score on my hotness rating scale.  And I give him a 9.5/10.  Minus 0.5 points for…what?  I don’t know.  Nobody scores a perfect 10.  His F1 track record isn’t as good as his looks though.

Holy cow.  My dad is taking a vacation day so he was watching TV just now.  And then he flipped to a channel and started watching some blond girl singing.  I didn’t recognize her song or her face but I do know the genre.

Me: Stop watching that, the target audience is 12 year old girls.

Dad: What?

Me: It’s for 12 year olds to go “AHHH!!!!” to, not you.

Dad: I thought she sang well.

Mom: She sings better than Hong Kong pop singers.

Dad: *reading the screen* It’s Hannah Montana.

Because I’m so bad at actually finishing a blog these days, I’ve already posted the above conversation on facebook.

Anyhow, lately I’ve come to a windfall.  Literally, tens of dollars are coming into my hands ever so slowly and I’ve been wondering what to do with it.  I did go and order this.  Then I searched the internet some more and discovered there are more items I want.

Such as…

You see that last one there?  19,90 euros + VAT + shipping.  That’s going to come out to $50 CAD, which is not worth it.  Petteri, sell it properly in Canada!!!!  They sell it semi-properly in the States, via amazon.com mp3 downloads.  Gaaahh.  I scoured the internet high and low to get my hands on my favorite songs from the album, and my persistence kind of paid off: Army of Clowns on your computer with a click.  It’s now on repeat.  I love that song.  It’s that driving pounding rhythm of head nodding…makes me feel young.  It’s brilliant.

You know what else is brilliant?  The second episode of Top Gear Season 14.  The bit where they test out their electric car to EU standards?  They overtly don’t try to do factual now, it’s just pure entertainment.  When it’s on youtube I’ll paste a clip…

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I am…

seeking sense.

wanting something bigger than this.

going to find a way.

11/12 months

Yesterday, I started starring at physics in my bedroom around 4 pm with ceiling light and lamp on.  When I walked down the hallway to the kitchen, I had a “HOLY CRAP IT’S DARK” moment.  Same thing happened today at work.  When I walked there, it was day time.  When I looked out the window two hours later, it was pitch black outside.  And really windy.  And raining.

I really don’t like November.

There are things to look forward to, of course…like…TOP GEAR SEASON 14!!!!!!  YES YES YES YES.  Both Nathan and I are DEPRIVED of new material from our TV heroes.  What they should do is have more episodes per season.  But then, I know they only have $x for their budget and fewer episodes also mean higher quality.  Nevertheless I can’t wait.

What I’m NOT really looking forward to is my 25th birthday.  I was talking to Susan T. about it yesterday, and she was all like “I don’t mean to scare you, but people feel different when they turn 25.”  But I’m screaming NO NO NO I DON’T WANT MY METABOLISM TO SLOW DOWN!!!  Both of use were feeling as though we hadn’t DONE anything with our lives.  So we’ve decided that on my 25th birthday, we’ll conquer our fear of skiing, and on her 24th in 2010 we’ll conquer our fear of swimming.  LOL.  Why skiing?  Because I don’t want to go skydiving.  Skydiving is a square block with the mg vector pointing vertically down, and skiing is a square block with the acceleration proportional to mgsin [the angle of the mountain].  Guess what topic in physics I’m studying…

The nice thing about working evenings is that I get to make use of daylight hours during my free time.  Strangely, this includes no outdoors activities but merely letting in sunlight through the windows of my house.  Consider that playing piano while it’s light out is much more suitable than playing it while it’s dark and everyone’s home.

If you’re not Catherine, you haven’t listened to me profess great passion for Schubert’s Impromptu op. 90 no. 3.  When Zimmerman plays it, it’s eargasmic.

When I play it, it’s not really…yet.

1/3 life crisis?

Because I don’t expect to live to 100.

I feel as though I can’t honestly blog without talking about how life is awful after 20 years of going to school, 6 of which were spent in university.  University distracts me from the *real world* so that I can blog about how stupid my classes are.  Because when you’re in university, how stupid your classes are really matters and the stress from midterms, finals, projects, labs, etc. are REAL and affect your overall happiness.  And now?  If you’re stressing out from your undergrad course work, all I can say is “You have my sympathy but I’m so glad I’m not you.”  I’m trying to build a life with not very much now.  This is why so many posts end up different-password protected or private.

But not this time because it’s time to talk about F1.

Yesterday, Nathan and I watched the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix…which means there was someone to happily interpret everything that went on.  At the end of it, I was getting excited because Jenson Button was trying really hard to overtake Mark Webber…but he failed.  So in the end, team Red Bull won 1st and 2nd place with Mark Webber and this German guy I’d never heard of called Sebastian Vettel.  I get why hard core racing fans don’t like F1 though.  It’s so much engineering and computers–much more geekish than raw driving talent.  Also, the drivers…they’re all a certain type of people.  It’s a REQUIREMENT that all F1 drivers speak English, are media savvy, and good looking, said Nathan.

Me: What?

Nathan: Have you seen an ugly F1 driver?

So here we are…

Sebastian Vettel:

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Mark Webber:

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Jenson Button:

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Lewis Hamilton, the guy I was cheering for but had a right rear brake problem and had to retire (booooooooo0):

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Michael Schumacher:

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Now, I’m not saying all these men float my boat, but they’re not exactly the same as all the guys I see in my daily life…  Some women watch hockey because they think hockey players are good looking.  Why does F1 not have the same following?  Well, I can think of a few reasons…