I haven't written (or done anything) here in ages. that sucks.

I'm in the honors program so I have to take an "honors" class every semester. This semester I'm in astronomy. it sucks. Next semester they're offering a photography class. I hope it fits into my schedule because I really want to take it. All the other classes look like they suck, and I've always wanted to be able to take good pictures. So if I get in, I can post the pictures I take? but that won't be till spring, lol

so. college life. currently on a massive apartment hunt. If everything goes as planned, I'm gonna be living with a bunch of asian guys. wow. I'm gonna be a maid/cook/tutor. I'm totally just being used and I know it but sadly enough, I don't really mind.

I hate this whole "curve" thing. I mean, my 83.5 on the chem exam translated to a 92% curved but you know what, from now on I want all my grades to be 90+ without the curve. that's my goal in college.

I've made a bunch of friends and I've taken up breakdance and every now and then I get to bake in our dinky little kitchen and I love it.

I'm "stalking" a bunch of people and let me tell you, I have the greatest luck with it ever. like you don't know how great it is to be stalking this guy from your chem class (which is several hundred people so it's amazing I can even find him in class) and then finding out that he's friends with your friends.

almost as awesome as my Japanese class stalking experience. But that one was infinitely better and well, it's still continuing, kinda.

omg sorry I'm so creepy. but does anybody actually read this anyway?

it's really funny because people go around telling other people "omg she's really smart" when I really haven't done anything all that brilliant yet. Actually, on my physics exam, I got exactly average. And I'm really mad about that. but it makes me smile.

I don't understand guys at all. But I think I'm doing pretty good, despite that. we'll see.

procratinating is my specialty. I still have three chapters of bio notes, and half a math assignment at least, but here I am.

I really like the way foreign languages sound. maybe that's why I listen to music in other languages so much. You can look at some of the translations, and they're really nothing spectacular. but it sounds so much nicer. does that make any sense? maybe it's because I don't understand the language. thus you focus more on the actual sounds of the language as opposed to the words themself. With music in English, I spend too much time trying to analyze what the song is really saying. with foreign music, I just hear music?

I don't think that makes sense at all.

Which brings me to my next topic, which I've mentioned before, I believe. I want to learn Chinese after I finish Japanese. I guess I should specify that I mean Mandarin. but whatever.

I don't really know how to explain it, but sometimes I think in Japanese. not really, and not well. I don't know near enough. But I'll think something in english, and then try to work it out in Japanese. lately, I try to do the same thing with Chinese, but I really don't know any at all. Which is a lie. but only sort of. I started teaching myself Japanese in 5th grade, and somehow or another, I didn't do a horrible job. I couldn't hold a conversation at all or anything, but what I did definitely helped with my classes now. So I sometimes think, well why can't I do the same with Chinese?

the problem lies in the pronunciation. Since the language depends so much on how you say something, not just what you say, I don't want to develop bad habits before I know what I'm doing. of course, it's probably too late for that already. I really shouldn't try singing in other languages. but for me, music with lyrics is meant to be sung, and I can't help it.

what I try to do, then, is just recognize characters. as in, what they mean, and how to say them. but the best I can do is pinyin. with Japanese, I try to avoid romanji as much as I can, so I want to do the same with Chinese and pinyin. but I guess I'd rather stick with it for now than completely butcher the spoken language. does that make any sense?

the one thing about Chinese that really throws me off is the strokes. With Japanese, for the most part, I can usually work out the stroke order of a kanji by just looking at it. somethings are different than I first think, but that's to be expected. I'm only in my third semester of study, after all. but with a lot of Chinese characters, I don't even know where to begin.

yeah sorry. maybe someday I'll write something useful. maybe someday I'll even post some art here?

anyhow, much <3

I finished watching It Started With a Kiss. so I needed something new to watch, so I watched One Liter of Tears. But I watched that whole series in three days. Not consecutively, but whatever.

so I needed something to watch again. decided to start KO One because it has Jiro as the main character. and I srsly <3 Jiro like none other.

holy crap.

ever hear of Chromartie High? It's a lot like that. and it's killing me. I might cry from laughing. I mean, the "fight" scenes are horrible. srsly. and when Jiro randomly pulled a frying pan out of nowhere? and when the whole class was going off to fight the other class, and the one kid's dragging a cannon?

srsly wtf mate?

greatest thing ever.

I rarely remember my dreams, but I remember a lot from last night's. here's part:

I was in my house. it was actually my house. which is shocking. srsly.

my dog, pHoxie, was walking down the hall, away from me. She had her slight limp and crooked head, just like she always did.

I saw her and said, "pHoxie, you're not real. I know you're dead."

and she looked at me and said, "only in your mind."

so am I crazy for trying to make sense of what my dead dog said to me in a dream? probably, but it sure sounds deep to me.

...well, despite the situation...

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besides that, I've been feeling kinda weird lately. dunno how else to explain it. not bad, just weird. like, not myself? I blame it on my show I just finished. make my day, read my blog?

if you know me, you know I sing in Japanese. I started in 5th grade. totally butchered everything. but I got better. Especially now. after taking a year of Japanese, I think I can pronounce things. I still don't understand everything, no, but I can at least pronounce it.

in 8th grade, I started listening to Faye Wong (Chinese singer). And of course, I started singing along to that too. not well, not at all. but that never stopped me.

still doesn't. been listening to Chinese (taiwanese really) music, and now I'm starting to sing along. I'm sorry, I really don't mean to butcher the language. but if I listen to music, I sing. and I don't even have a good voice. but I don't let that stop me. sorry

Fahrenheit has a song in Japanese. I can only find lyrics for half the song. I'm going to try doing the rest by ear. I've romanized lyrics before, but I had access to an online dictionary so I could find pronunciations, so I really only had to pick between a few. this time around, I've got nothing to work with except the song. Japanese class, help me out.

I'm gonna go back to Japanese class and be thinking with my Chinese mindset. oops

well, it's kinda like this: I learned to pronounce Japanese by listening to music with romanji in front of me. I learned to read hiragana by watching inu yasha openings and endings with the romanji in front of me, but no idea of how hiragana worked. I learned some kanji by frequent usage. I learned a lot more by taking the class.

I "learned" to pronounce Chinese by listening to music with lyrics in front of me. I'm starting to recognize characters by frequent usage, both their meaning and their reading. But with the tonal aspect of Chinese, I can't pronounce anything properly.

I'm going to study Chinese (Mandarin) someday, I've decided.

EDIT:

I can't stay focused on anything anymore. I had a long list of things I wanted to write about, and only remembered half the first time around. so a few more things...

1. I cannot stand our school paper.
2. today, I played badminton in gym, and it was intense. I played singles against my usual partner, and even though we played for half the period, we were tied the entire time. I loved it.
3. I learned, today, that dogs do indeed eat marshmallows. It wasn't something I wanted to know. nor did I want to pick bits of marshmallow out of my carpet.

that can be it for now, I guess