i got my Yale BLUE BOOK!!
Yeah!! i am super psychadelickally hyped b/c i finally got my Yale Blue Book...full of all the course listings and shit like that. as far as what i'm looking into, here is a brief rundown of some courses i might take (i mean, there are 2,000 to choose from!):
Elementary Modern Chinese
Elementary French
Into to Psychology
Intro to Graphic Design
Modern Prose: Advanced Writing
Calculus of Functions of Several Variables
Intro to Ancient Philosophy
Advanced Classical Physics: From Newton to Einstein
Intro to World Religions
So yeah...@ Yale, all the courses are broken up into 4 different categories, and i have to take a certain number of courses in each category to graduate (it is designed to give you a broad range of education). Even though i am really interested in Architecture, i can't really take any architecture classes until Sophomore year...but i'm reading about all this cool shit i can do, like Yale in London and Yale in China...they have tons of travel abroad, so i am really pumped for Junior Year/Semester abroad.
who knows what i'll end up doing in 5 years...maybe i'll be a panhandler on the streets telling young girls "It's past your bedtime, BITCH"...or i might be a successful CEO or something crazy like that. i'm not too worried- i'll find something that makes me happy. more and more, my dad is convincing me that architecture may not be the perfect field:
*you come out of college with a $25,000 salary
*you have to work for 6 years to be liscensed
*if a building F's up, you can get sued
*you only make tons of money if you own the firm
*even if you own a firm, and people under you F up, your firm can be sued
*how many more tall buildings really need to be designed?
i mean...what he says makes total sense. i think i might pursue Mechanical Engineering...something i didn't think i would do, but engineering is awfully practical. at first, i was angry b/c my AP Credits (which i have 9 of, total) don't count towards omitting my total college credits. for example, i need 36 credits to graduate from Yale, taking 9 credits per year. just because i have 9 AP credits doesn't mean i can take 7 credits per year and graduate. @ yale, you either skip an entire year (which i could do...but i'm not goin to), or double major...or just skip the intro. courses that you no longer need. well, i realized how much the AP credits help b/c i can fly through the Intro. to English, Physics and Calculus courses and take more advanced shit. *ahh~(sigh)...thats why AP courses pay off...*
but let's not rub in the benefits of AP credits too much...after ALL, some of us (*cough*..erg...bapple) have never experienced the thrill of an AP credit.
SOO...to CATCH up with my last CHI-town entry:
...i'm taking you back...back in time to:
Sunday: July 27, 2003
(All of this dating at the top makes me feel like i'm doing an episode of MTV: Diary)
Well, i went down to my God Mother's house, because her daughter was throwing her a suprise b-day party. My god mother and my mom met while they were in MTSU, so my mom has a posse (much like the 6 chic latin clique) of white women whom she bonded with in college. they helped her, not only learn english, but plan her thrifty wedding and stuff like that. my god mother has been the one to provide our asian family with REAL Thanksgiving dinners every year...traditional Christmas-present-giving evens...Easter egg hunts...New Year's parties...homemade meat loaf...and stuff like that. i mean, how many first gen. asian kids can say that they have had Turkey and Stuffing, fresh from the oven, every Thanksgiving of their life...or that they remember picking out the perfect-est X-mas tree, out in the boondocks, to decorate for Christmas? well, i can!...and its all thanks to my god mother.
well, anyway, my mom's posse of old college friends tried to start up a traditional Chinese New Year Fest, where my mom cooks all the food (to make up for the Thanksgiving dinners where my god mother cooks all the food). we had one last year and the year before that, but this year's festivities, which was planned in february, was abruptly cancelled when my god mother's son's wife's mother passed away. so my god mother's daughter, wanting to throw a suprise b-day party, decided to relocate the festivities to July 27th...it's all because of this that bapple, neenee, and i had to leave Chitown on a lovely, unoperatable, fucking SUNDAY. anywhoo, my god mother was very suprised...there were tons of people there...people i didn't know...people who came, drank up the wine, ate my mom's food and left. *weird*
that was fun.
Monday: July 28, 2003
SLEPT until 4:30 pm and wrote in my blog
I KNOW YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN MISSING THESE, so here's a breather:
Tuesday: July 29, 2003
Hotza Hotmelhot called me and we hung out...watched the Real World...argued with bapple about Tuddah Buttah and shizz like that. Hotza gave me some cool shit from Sudan:
*Lemon Scented "Fruity Soap"
*A bracelet made out of ivory (which is illegal in the states) and giraffe hairs (yeah...giraffe hairs...the hairs are like wires...its weird)
*A black leather hand-garment-strap(fancier way of saying "bracelet") with seashells sewed on
aside from making out, and getting into heated discussions, we made cheese'n'ham crackers and had phone sex with lil' E.
TODAY
it's still early, but today, abby from next door took Bank and me to eat Mexican food...yeah...mexican food. all the people in the restaurant, including our waiter, spoke fluent mexican...mexican soap operas were playing on the televisions. mexican truly is a beautiful language. i hope to take mexican at Yale! i should e-mail the dean and see if they have any Mexican Language/Literature courses...i hope they do *prays with excitement*
on a completely new topic, i was trying to think about what i want to do with my life. the only thing i know for sure about is that i know i want to design...i want to be a part of the trendy, upper class that goes to cocktail parties and hobknobs with the elitist-money-sucking-gurus...well, nah. i just want to be happy...but i would like to be a part of the classier crowd that "knows people", so i can get into cool lounges (e.g. Bungalow 9...) and bars and stuff like that. imagine how cool that would feel to go up to the front of a long line of common folk, and say "i'm joe a..." and have the bouncer say "oo~" and open the doors for you and your crowd, for a night of high class partying and cosmopolitans. but i dont' want to be stuck with people too obsessed with themselves. vanity in small doses is essential...but i couldn't deal with the overly vain. i just want to know that people talk about me...and they say good things like "did you see that _____ joe designed? isn't it fabulous! i would love to have one" or "joe is so innovative and creative. where does he get such wonderful ideas for making his _______?" it would be nice to know "known".
anyway...i've written out my blog to death today. peace out, yo!
Elementary Modern Chinese
Elementary French
Into to Psychology
Intro to Graphic Design
Modern Prose: Advanced Writing
Calculus of Functions of Several Variables
Intro to Ancient Philosophy
Advanced Classical Physics: From Newton to Einstein
Intro to World Religions
So yeah...@ Yale, all the courses are broken up into 4 different categories, and i have to take a certain number of courses in each category to graduate (it is designed to give you a broad range of education). Even though i am really interested in Architecture, i can't really take any architecture classes until Sophomore year...but i'm reading about all this cool shit i can do, like Yale in London and Yale in China...they have tons of travel abroad, so i am really pumped for Junior Year/Semester abroad.
who knows what i'll end up doing in 5 years...maybe i'll be a panhandler on the streets telling young girls "It's past your bedtime, BITCH"...or i might be a successful CEO or something crazy like that. i'm not too worried- i'll find something that makes me happy. more and more, my dad is convincing me that architecture may not be the perfect field:
*you come out of college with a $25,000 salary
*you have to work for 6 years to be liscensed
*if a building F's up, you can get sued
*you only make tons of money if you own the firm
*even if you own a firm, and people under you F up, your firm can be sued
*how many more tall buildings really need to be designed?
i mean...what he says makes total sense. i think i might pursue Mechanical Engineering...something i didn't think i would do, but engineering is awfully practical. at first, i was angry b/c my AP Credits (which i have 9 of, total) don't count towards omitting my total college credits. for example, i need 36 credits to graduate from Yale, taking 9 credits per year. just because i have 9 AP credits doesn't mean i can take 7 credits per year and graduate. @ yale, you either skip an entire year (which i could do...but i'm not goin to), or double major...or just skip the intro. courses that you no longer need. well, i realized how much the AP credits help b/c i can fly through the Intro. to English, Physics and Calculus courses and take more advanced shit. *ahh~(sigh)...thats why AP courses pay off...*
but let's not rub in the benefits of AP credits too much...after ALL, some of us (*cough*..erg...bapple) have never experienced the thrill of an AP credit.
SOO...to CATCH up with my last CHI-town entry:
...i'm taking you back...back in time to:
Sunday: July 27, 2003
(All of this dating at the top makes me feel like i'm doing an episode of MTV: Diary)
Well, i went down to my God Mother's house, because her daughter was throwing her a suprise b-day party. My god mother and my mom met while they were in MTSU, so my mom has a posse (much like the 6 chic latin clique) of white women whom she bonded with in college. they helped her, not only learn english, but plan her thrifty wedding and stuff like that. my god mother has been the one to provide our asian family with REAL Thanksgiving dinners every year...traditional Christmas-present-giving evens...Easter egg hunts...New Year's parties...homemade meat loaf...and stuff like that. i mean, how many first gen. asian kids can say that they have had Turkey and Stuffing, fresh from the oven, every Thanksgiving of their life...or that they remember picking out the perfect-est X-mas tree, out in the boondocks, to decorate for Christmas? well, i can!...and its all thanks to my god mother.
well, anyway, my mom's posse of old college friends tried to start up a traditional Chinese New Year Fest, where my mom cooks all the food (to make up for the Thanksgiving dinners where my god mother cooks all the food). we had one last year and the year before that, but this year's festivities, which was planned in february, was abruptly cancelled when my god mother's son's wife's mother passed away. so my god mother's daughter, wanting to throw a suprise b-day party, decided to relocate the festivities to July 27th...it's all because of this that bapple, neenee, and i had to leave Chitown on a lovely, unoperatable, fucking SUNDAY. anywhoo, my god mother was very suprised...there were tons of people there...people i didn't know...people who came, drank up the wine, ate my mom's food and left. *weird*
that was fun.
Monday: July 28, 2003
SLEPT until 4:30 pm and wrote in my blog
I KNOW YOU GUYS HAVE BEEN MISSING THESE, so here's a breather:
Tuesday: July 29, 2003
Hotza Hotmelhot called me and we hung out...watched the Real World...argued with bapple about Tuddah Buttah and shizz like that. Hotza gave me some cool shit from Sudan:
*Lemon Scented "Fruity Soap"
*A bracelet made out of ivory (which is illegal in the states) and giraffe hairs (yeah...giraffe hairs...the hairs are like wires...its weird)
*A black leather hand-garment-strap(fancier way of saying "bracelet") with seashells sewed on
aside from making out, and getting into heated discussions, we made cheese'n'ham crackers and had phone sex with lil' E.
TODAY
it's still early, but today, abby from next door took Bank and me to eat Mexican food...yeah...mexican food. all the people in the restaurant, including our waiter, spoke fluent mexican...mexican soap operas were playing on the televisions. mexican truly is a beautiful language. i hope to take mexican at Yale! i should e-mail the dean and see if they have any Mexican Language/Literature courses...i hope they do *prays with excitement*
on a completely new topic, i was trying to think about what i want to do with my life. the only thing i know for sure about is that i know i want to design...i want to be a part of the trendy, upper class that goes to cocktail parties and hobknobs with the elitist-money-sucking-gurus...well, nah. i just want to be happy...but i would like to be a part of the classier crowd that "knows people", so i can get into cool lounges (e.g. Bungalow 9...) and bars and stuff like that. imagine how cool that would feel to go up to the front of a long line of common folk, and say "i'm joe a..." and have the bouncer say "oo~" and open the doors for you and your crowd, for a night of high class partying and cosmopolitans. but i dont' want to be stuck with people too obsessed with themselves. vanity in small doses is essential...but i couldn't deal with the overly vain. i just want to know that people talk about me...and they say good things like "did you see that _____ joe designed? isn't it fabulous! i would love to have one" or "joe is so innovative and creative. where does he get such wonderful ideas for making his _______?" it would be nice to know "known".
anyway...i've written out my blog to death today. peace out, yo!
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