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| i got inspired by a pretty good convo which i had with one of my friends today. however, i dont have time to write a entry about it today since i will have a HUGE quiz tomorrow(10% of my grade). gotta study hard and ace taht shit. | | |
| ok, here is guy, he used to be nobody, or maybe one of the weirdos in engineering department. then all the sudden, BOOM! he was on TV, he was on one of the most popular talent show in the world, American Idol. he lost. (thank god, otherwise i would probably think either im crazy or the judges) but the story doesnt just end here. in fact, this is just the beginning of the nitemare. the fucker i am talking about, im sure most of the ppl know, called William Hung.
i dont want to criticize on his performance on american idol, that's just too obvious, like Simon said "you cant sing, u cant dance, what do u want me to say?" the thing i am confused about is that after that show got broadcasted, he become a mini-celebrity, a star, a real idol for a lot of ppl. he was on the newspaper, news on tv, his name appears on all the discussion board online, someone even created a website for him(and that lame site gets 1 million hits/day). girls from all over the place, either cute or scary looking, want to marry him. what the hell is going on here? those "fans" of his claim that "william's confidence really inspires us...." now wait a minute here. there's a fine line between being confident and being stupid/crazy. im sure i can find more than 100 of this "confident" kind of ppl just among berkeley bums. they can sing in front of ppl, they wouldnt mind to dance in front of the whole america, im also sure all of them want to make music their living as well. a lot of ppl get all emotional and shit after heard william said "i've given my best, i have no regret at all..." well, im sorry to hear that's all he can give, but on the other hand, no shit he shouldnt have any regret. more than half of the population of the world can sing and dance better than him but he gets the opportunity to show his face in front of ppl all over the world. i think that probability should be approximately equals winning a 9 million dollars lottory. oh, william's "fans" please dont get me wrong here. i mean i AM talking shit about ur "idol" but that's definitely not becuase of jealousy (psssh). if he sings like Luther Vandross, or dance like Justin Timberlake, or maybe flow like Eminem, i will wish him the best luck on his music career. i will pray for him to become the shiniest star, the hottest celebrity. but unfortunately, he doesnt have any of those qualities. in fact, he has a long way to catch up with just normal ppl. how can this guy become famous? give me a logical reason besides "his confidence" or "he is so humble" that kind of bullshit. if he sings like that and still not be humble, then i just want to kick his ass.
anyhow. for those who "admire" william hung, i just want to say stop being losers and start to use ur brain. if you r looking for good singing and dancing, i guess i dont have to say more, u know what to do. if you like his inner qualites, such as "confidence" and "humble", then open ur eyes and look around, ur friends, ur family members, ur classmates, they have the same quality too. at last, i want to say i dont appreciate the fact that william mentioned he is from UC Berkeley, college of engineering. now ppl will think all the guys in UCB, especially engineering majors r weirdos. just for this reason, fuck you william! | | |
| hmm, this is the first entry of 2004. since i havent been updating this xanga shit for a lil bit over 2 months, this will be a long one. ok, here it goes.
after i took all my finals, i went back to Beijing China to visit my grandparents and spent almost my entire winter break there. i bought a white gold bracelet for my grandma as new year gift. im glad that she loves it altho she blamed me for "wasting" too much money. i saw some of my old buddies and spent some quality time with them. it's amazing even tho time changed, our age changed, and i hardly see them, whenever we get together, we feel as close as we were in middle school. we talked about the stupid shit we did before, we drank, we laughed, it was fun. but then i feel very old. isn't only old people enjoy sharing their memories? im only 22 and i am doing this already, what am i going to do when i am 60?
i got back to LA and spent only 2 days with my parents. then came back to berkeley, school started, everything back to old routine. over the break i made my decision of going to grad school after i finish my undergrad instead of working. i've always wanted to get 2 master degrees in my life(one engineering, one business), so it's probably a good idea to get the engineering one first since the knowledge is still hot and fresh. but now i gotta keep my GPA and hopfully make it higher, prepare for GRE exam, do some research project with professors, work on getting recommendation letters, and take care of other social responsibilities. this semester and the next one wont be easy, i'd better work hard.
it's the third week of school, and i still enjoy most of my classes. so far it seems i am able to manage all 5 engineering courses, we will see how it goes when midterms come. | | |
| i got back to this nasty cold rainy small ass ghetto town called berkeley last nite. i dont know about other ppl, but for me, every single time on the way back to berkeley, especially in the car on the way to LAX(airport), i always feel so depressed. it seems like my life will end very soon or someone is going to die soon(me). i really dont know why i hate berkeley that much. i mean i have been here for almost 3 yrs and it is one of the best schools in the nation afterall. i still remember my freshmen year, i didnt like berkeley at all: shitty weather, nasty food, whole bunch of weridos. i thought i would start to like berkeley more as time pass by, maybe i will adjust to the environment. 3 years later, i hate berkeley even more: shitty weather, nasty food, whole bunch of weirdos, horrible parking... most of all, this place, especially in college of engineering, are so damn competitive. now i start to understand why we dont have taht much donation from alumi. no shit, they have been tortured so hard by berkeley for at least 4 yrs, how can they donate money to this school with a smile? those who did donate are probably some old fucks who have already forgotten about all the pain they suffered while they were here. i think i have changed. now i can stay at my apartment alone for long time, i would NATURALLY go to engineering lab after class to do work, and i think i value girls more on their personalities instead of their looking. (dammit berkeley! u really did change me!!!) anyhow, during the last week of school for every semester, i always have some emotional stuff going on in my mind, think about the past semester(shitty and long), the stuff i've done(nothing but studying and shopping), the new ppl i have met(they are awesome).... well, before i get the fuck outa here for xmas, there are some problems i need to take care of, stuff i call it "Finals". yea so basically ima going to live like a machine w/o "power off" switch for the next 18 days until my finals r done. thats why i wrote this long ass entry. now im gonna go study my ass off. u guys can come back and check my site 18 days later. peace! | | |
| last nite was the most embarrassing time EVER. ok, i came back to LA for my 8 days spring break style thanx giving last nite. on the flight, there was this pretty cute asn chick sat next to me. so naturally i started a convo w/ her. i saw she was reading a book about classical music. thus we talk about music, bay area, LA, living, a lot of random shit but pretty interesting. (p.s. i wasnt trying to pursue anything, but if something does happen, that would be nice if u know wat i mean) then, i asked her "so, r u a high school student?"(based on the book she was reading was pretty easy and retarted) "hahaha, i wish i am that young, i am a high school music teacher....." i was totally speechless for like 15 seconds, then the rest of our convo was completely BS. maybe i had no interest to talk to her anymore after i found out about her age. what is wrong with me now? i couldn't even tell the difference between a 16 yrs old and a 30 yrs old woman.
there are five possible facts which regard this incident:
1. i always stay in the engineering lab so i lost my natural ability to identify woman's age. 2. i stayed in berkeley too long so i dont know what is the definition for attractive females anymore. 3. i become totally white-washed, u know for a lot of white guys, all asian women are 25 yrs old, regardless whether she is ur sister, mom, grandma or nephew. 4. nowadays those fancy make up products are crazy, they can totally hide a woman's age, no wonder ashton kutcher literally became a "motha fucka". 5. maybe the "girl" i saw on the plane was truly a MILF? yeah, i hope number 5 is the case. | | |
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FINAL TIME
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14 days until i get out of this place...count down
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