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| wow, got this in my mailbox today... haha bringing back fond memories of track&field. he sent it to atheletes that are all in college haha. i would really love to run for TAS again coach narayan, but i haven't done a speek workout in 3 years.
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| long time no update. life is good, college is so much fun! i feel this semester has been harsher than previous ones -- none of the usual time to get adjusted to the schedule, the rythmn before all these major deadlines were just thrown your way.
despite that, i'm probably more excited about this semester and my classes than ever before. i'm taking PHY 301 Thermal Physics, QCB 301 Project Lab, WWS 401 Phasing out Nuclear Power, and WWS 312 Decision Making and Judgment, and a physics Junior Paper. What's wonderful here is that three of my courses (project lab, wws 401, and my Junior Paper) are all independent research, so I can choose my own topics and just learn!
which is going to be fun -- spending most of my semester doing independent work with professors who are at the top of their fields. i'll be studying nuclear waste disposal, neuronal firing in the retina, and probably autophagy in yeast (this cool phenomenon where yeast start eating themselves when they are starved). all in all, i expect to learn a lot these next few months! onward ho!
some pics to go with some things that happened since my last post.
declared: major as physics with minor in public policy and qcb (i choose the prettiest buildlings to major/minor in!)
<-- qcb lab
<-- physics buildling
<-- public policy building
rediscovered: a love for integrated science (yay for nerdiness!):
joined: colonial eating club
survivied: initiations
published: innovation science magazine! (which i subsequently quit because i was the only person laying out all 32 pages >.<
life is lovely. oh, one thing i forgot. on spikeTV every weekday, 1-6pm, there's five hours of star trek!!!! a whole five hours !!! if my gpa drops, that's going to be the prime reason.
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| and it is with a horrible hacking cough, a barely functioning brain,
and an almost shattered will power that I finally drag my frail,
sleep-deprived, and paperwriting-battered body across the finish line....
IM COMING HOME MOMMY 
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| I HATE ORGO.
ORGO IS THE DEVIL.
ORGO IS EVIL INCARNATE.
WHOEVER INVENTED ORGO DESERVES A HORRIBLE DEATH BY FOUR-HORSE SPLITTING.
SORRELL (MY TEXTBOOK AUTHOR) SHOULD BE SUBJECTED TO CHINESE WATER
TORTURE TO PAY FOR HIS CRIMES AGAINST HUMANITY.
PHYSICS >>> CHEM >>> ORGO
PHYSICS IS GOD, LOCKED IN ETERNAL COMBAT WITH ORGO.
I WOULD CALCULATE LAGRAGIAN MECHANICS ALL DAY INSTEAD OF READING 5 MINUTES OF AROMATICITY AND NUCLEOPHILES.
(orgo = organic chem)
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| Midterms coming up? Feeling lazy? Tempted to take one-hour afternoon
naps in your dorm between classes instead of studying biology? Feeling
tired during the day even after you slept eight hours the night before
(when, in high school, you could live for an entire month on 6 hours a
day)? Wondering where all that motivation, focus, and energy of your
TAS high school days went?
Don't worry. You are not Alone.
Five Foolproof steps toward reviving your high school TAS energy:
1) Dig through the depths of your hardrive and find your high school
and middle school music playlists. Play Them. Yes, even the Backstreet
Boys. Sing along shamelessly and reminisce about the good 'ole days
slaving away in the wee hours of the morning. "I want it thattttaway..."
2) Turn on all the lights in your room. All of them. Banish darkness
from every corner of your dorm so that you can never nod off.
3) Turn off that silly program called AIM. Boot up MSN. Change your
nickname to reflect what you are working on. Talk to your high school
TAS friends and complain about your A- or how much stuff you have to do
tonight. Talking to current TAS students is a bonus, because you can
hear them complain about how much homework they have and laugh at their
pitiful workload.
4) Pray for Typhoon Days even though you go to school in Nevada.
5) Pretend the bed in your dorm does not exist between the hours of 7am
- 12pm. If that fails, carry a Jansport
backpack to your first class (yes backpacks.. your know, those things
you wore in high school) and don't return to your dorm until 6 pm. For
full effect, take a bus (preferablly yellow with uncomfortable brown
seats and crazy Taiwanese bus drivers) to class.
6) Drink organic tea brought over from Taiwan. Eat instant noodles at
midnight. Make dumplings at 2am and eat them squatting local style.
Rice and 肉鬆 is extra credit.
7) To get into the mood of the TAS way of doing things, procrastinate
by playing online games and sending weird faces/winks to your TAS
friends over MSN. Refuse to start your work until 11pm. Noone really gets
meaningful work done before then anyway, why bother to try? Reading the
Blue & Gold to kill time (http://bgonline.tas.edu.tw/) will earn
you brownie points with me. Type a pointless xanga entry (i'm currently
implementing this step), and obsessively check your xanga every 5
minutes for new comments. Spam eprops to your friends. Don't touch
facebook. it is the devil. touch it and the illusion of TASness will
evaporate and you will instantly feel the urge to nap.
8) Pretend you have class at 7:45 even though you've arranged your schedule so your first lecture is 1:30 pm.
9) MOST IMPORTANTLY, imagine everyone around you is a hardworking asian
TASer, and not a party-freak alcohol-consuming bai ren.
This can be very hard to do.
These steps will recreate the "TAS Environment" and initiate a natural
hard-coded genetic mechanism inside you that will allow you to focus,
stay late, not sleep during the day, and achieve a GPA that defies the
laws of gravity (Einstien showed gravity was total gibberish
anyway).
If all else fails, watch your TAS class of 2004 graduation video in
reverse (you are "un-graduating" yourself and reinducting yourself as a
high school senior). Warning: this procedure might be very hard to
reverse.
I claim no responsibility for any irreversible psychological damage,
loss of college friends, unbalanced hormones, natural disasters, or
other Acts of God that these steps may incur.
Best of Luck.
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