Really. All I want to do is live in someone else's world. Harry Potter would do nicely or Gilmore Girls. Ugly Betty is a little dangerous. 30 Rock would be freaking amazing.
I'd be scared for my life in Pushing Daisies those kids are always getting involved in some kind of murder. I think Friends would get tedious and that's the same for Seinfeld.
Yes, I think that Harry Potter would do quite well. Can I please not be a muggle anymore?
Friday, July 31, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Yeah I'm Good!
Let's turn around this somewhat depressing blog a little bit.
I was at work (as usual, and for those who don't know where I am working, it's at the DoT - the nation's hub of bureaucracy) and I was bored. This is not unusual, I sit at my desk for about 8 or so hours a day in front of my computer and after a while you read the same news on the NY Times as you do on the Washington Post website. After a little while online shopping gets boring and the DoT frowns upon games and videos of any sort so sporcle is out of the question. Going to these sites prompts a message to appear with loads of smiling employees and in big black font prohibited site due to games or maturity or something. Anyhoo...
I was watching Ted (an online forum of all these live conferences and presentations by all these geniuses) and happened to stumble on one with Malcolm Gladwell hosting. I must admit that I haven't really gotten a chance to read one of his books yet, but I mean to! He was talking about his friend who was a psychotherapist/analyst something or other and how he was asked by pepsi to make the perfect pepsi. Only there is no pefect pepsi, but perfect pepsis. This man is genius. It was incredibly inspirational because this friend of Malcolm's was responsible for Prego and Ragu's variety of spaghetti sauces (the chunky kind) and for the many different kinds of mustard especially Grey's pon pon (Is that how it's spelled?)
This was such a breakthrough! Also it alleviated my general sleepiness. Often while I am at work I will snack so that I don't fall asleep, watching TED videos is much more productive and less fattening.
On a side note which has nothing to do with sauces and mustard, I am kind of freaking out about college. It's so damn competitive and there's so much pressure on putting out good test scores, gpas, always performing at such a high level with no mess ups. It really gets to you. I've 11 colleges and that's kind of a lot, but I can't take any off. I really can't. It's a lot of colleges to worry about and tend to and I took off Carleton only to put on William & Mary. It's not supposed to work that way, but it is. I need some consultation. If only Ms. Wilson wasn't forever out of the buiding. Okay I have got to get back to work. I've only read 5 pages of the report to Congress today.
I was at work (as usual, and for those who don't know where I am working, it's at the DoT - the nation's hub of bureaucracy) and I was bored. This is not unusual, I sit at my desk for about 8 or so hours a day in front of my computer and after a while you read the same news on the NY Times as you do on the Washington Post website. After a little while online shopping gets boring and the DoT frowns upon games and videos of any sort so sporcle is out of the question. Going to these sites prompts a message to appear with loads of smiling employees and in big black font prohibited site due to games or maturity or something. Anyhoo...
I was watching Ted (an online forum of all these live conferences and presentations by all these geniuses) and happened to stumble on one with Malcolm Gladwell hosting. I must admit that I haven't really gotten a chance to read one of his books yet, but I mean to! He was talking about his friend who was a psychotherapist/analyst something or other and how he was asked by pepsi to make the perfect pepsi. Only there is no pefect pepsi, but perfect pepsis. This man is genius. It was incredibly inspirational because this friend of Malcolm's was responsible for Prego and Ragu's variety of spaghetti sauces (the chunky kind) and for the many different kinds of mustard especially Grey's pon pon (Is that how it's spelled?)
This was such a breakthrough! Also it alleviated my general sleepiness. Often while I am at work I will snack so that I don't fall asleep, watching TED videos is much more productive and less fattening.
On a side note which has nothing to do with sauces and mustard, I am kind of freaking out about college. It's so damn competitive and there's so much pressure on putting out good test scores, gpas, always performing at such a high level with no mess ups. It really gets to you. I've 11 colleges and that's kind of a lot, but I can't take any off. I really can't. It's a lot of colleges to worry about and tend to and I took off Carleton only to put on William & Mary. It's not supposed to work that way, but it is. I need some consultation. If only Ms. Wilson wasn't forever out of the buiding. Okay I have got to get back to work. I've only read 5 pages of the report to Congress today.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
the 4th of July
The number 4 in Chinese means death, or to die, it 's an unfortunate number. In the U.S. or I suppose western culture 13 is pretty awful.
Every year I look towards the 4th of July as just another lazy day in summer, sometimes spending it with family and other years with friends. This year it's a combination of the both and after reading some books which have mentioned America as a nation for the free and independent, I can't help but be a little bitter.
With the economy so down in the dumps and the current Administration looked upon to do something magnanimous about it, I feel hopeful and so far disappointed. I realize that to look up to Obama to fix everything is unfair to him, but he's a representative of what the American struggle. He's succeeded. It's something that I mean to do once I get through all education and work experience stuff.
I know that people say that happiness doesn't come from money but from acceptance from family, but money is a really important part of that. Money is what affects your family's moods and how they view life. Those who are affluent need not worry about money and how your family is going to afford to pay the rent or put food on the table. These are the people who have to find happiness in the aforementioned way.
Finances are what drive this country. It's true. After working in the federal government for only two weeks I have already heard millions of dollars being tossed around for projects. Or even billions of dollars. I wonder where the government finds all this money. The people who carry out these projects must be paid and their employees have to be paid. I wish that our capitalist system was less about profit and more about making sure that everyone was comfortable, and still generating a profit.
How can we let people live on the streets when we are throwing extra food into the trash and buying useless electronics that we don't really need? Why are we worrying about the inconsequential things when there are those who are struggling every day to project the appearance of being well situated so that they don't lose the respect of their peers and co workers? Why does the press focus so much on celebrities who are obviously so well off? Should there not be more news about the homeowners who are going bankrupt and the failure of American schools to teach values to the students? Are the plights of the average joe less newsworthy? How could it be when we all at times feel the same pain and struggles.
Why are people more likely to sacrifice for stars than the cusp of retirement couple who can't make ends meet?
So let's celebrate the independence we won from the British on this momentous day. We deserve it, we strove hard and long. It's a day of remembrance and a reprieve from the hardships of daily life, but not a holiday from reality.
Every year I look towards the 4th of July as just another lazy day in summer, sometimes spending it with family and other years with friends. This year it's a combination of the both and after reading some books which have mentioned America as a nation for the free and independent, I can't help but be a little bitter.
With the economy so down in the dumps and the current Administration looked upon to do something magnanimous about it, I feel hopeful and so far disappointed. I realize that to look up to Obama to fix everything is unfair to him, but he's a representative of what the American struggle. He's succeeded. It's something that I mean to do once I get through all education and work experience stuff.
I know that people say that happiness doesn't come from money but from acceptance from family, but money is a really important part of that. Money is what affects your family's moods and how they view life. Those who are affluent need not worry about money and how your family is going to afford to pay the rent or put food on the table. These are the people who have to find happiness in the aforementioned way.
Finances are what drive this country. It's true. After working in the federal government for only two weeks I have already heard millions of dollars being tossed around for projects. Or even billions of dollars. I wonder where the government finds all this money. The people who carry out these projects must be paid and their employees have to be paid. I wish that our capitalist system was less about profit and more about making sure that everyone was comfortable, and still generating a profit.
How can we let people live on the streets when we are throwing extra food into the trash and buying useless electronics that we don't really need? Why are we worrying about the inconsequential things when there are those who are struggling every day to project the appearance of being well situated so that they don't lose the respect of their peers and co workers? Why does the press focus so much on celebrities who are obviously so well off? Should there not be more news about the homeowners who are going bankrupt and the failure of American schools to teach values to the students? Are the plights of the average joe less newsworthy? How could it be when we all at times feel the same pain and struggles.
Why are people more likely to sacrifice for stars than the cusp of retirement couple who can't make ends meet?
So let's celebrate the independence we won from the British on this momentous day. We deserve it, we strove hard and long. It's a day of remembrance and a reprieve from the hardships of daily life, but not a holiday from reality.
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