Summer blues

So, summer's coming to an end soon. School's starting in a month, a new generation of freshies..that those who know what I'm talking about...is something I'm ridiculously excited about!! aaahh..

clue: it has something to do with this thing i'm posting below.

This girl is such a bright young star. I love this song by Natasha Bedingfield, it's good for my affirmation girl moments..haha. I have freckles :D




OK...bad clue, you'll just have to see when the end of September rolls in.
Enjoy the last few weeks of summer while they last!

Wish me luck on my midterm!
Peace and sunshine :)

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Olympics

It's no joke. I'm currently running a marathon, called the 2 day Soviet-American Relations Essay. Fueled by my good friend Haagen-Dazs, I'm in the last leg of the race. But now I stop my zombie-like research prose for a drink of fresh water...some good ol' creative rambling.

Poetry, it's my therapy, it's my disease. So whatever you think of it please keep it to yourself, I don't need a diagnosis, unless you really REALLLLY like it, then please do..go on :)

A winged needle
Swept into a fury
Blazing at incalculable speeds,
Superhuman,
but your heart beat sounds like mine.
So dwarved by expectation,
I never stop to think
I could unfurl those hidden wings.

That was my 30 second blahg...meaning it's blah, but so be it.

GOOOO Team USA!! GOOOO CHINA, those divers are unmatched i.e. guo jingjing! GOOOO where are you..Canada?

good night and good blogging.

Fiona

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what's up doc?

Diverting from my tech, music, fashion buzz, I think it's time I get back on track, the path I had been following before the "real world" starting distracting me, and that means setting my sights on...becoming a doctor.

When "The Hills" came on I considered FIDM..couture, or how bout interior design?!.When I worked at KTLA, I thought, wow I could be an anchor or movie producer. But these entertainment avenues seem so unlikely, uncertain, and unfathomable as my ultimate goal. I don't know how much satisfaction I would get from selling advertisement time as a career, but I'm starting to feel how superficial and unrewarding emotionally these office jobs would be. The past two years seem to have been my experimental period; testing out the corporate waters and the political side of the world that had always been a nuisance to hear about in my household of antiwar, "politics is an evil game involving corrupt leaders" kinda people. But it has all led up to now..the point in my life, that I say "it's now or never". It's time to make a change, and do what I was meant to do, the goal that all the natural forces had driven me towards: my love for helping people in need (especially children), my love of the biological sciences, my mother's failed dream that was inspirational to my devotion to a higher success, reaching the potential that my father's family of China's number one doctors had hoped for me and bestowed their trust in me to carry on that philanthropic ideal. A doctor's path is long, strenuous, paved with sweat and blood and tears and sacrifice, but maybe that's all I need..something to live for.

and that means, not settling for being someone's assistant, or paper stapler. I didn't work this hard so far to throw it all away.

I thank God that I have parents that support me through all the terrible decisions I've made and let me fall on my own and pick myself up. I've found out I am stronger than I thought I could be, more mature and thoughtful, and I am willing to suffer for the present in order to achieve a brighter future. And that's something I'm looking forward to now that I'm retracing my steps.

Thank you Ye Ye, Nai Nai, thank you for always believing in me, teaching me what true satisfaction in life will feel like, what being a good person and living with honor is like.

Thank you Wai Gong, Wai Po, for being my surrogate parents, always subliminally giving me the facts of life, reassuring me of my humanity, encouraging me to be my best, and seeing the potential in me that I couldn't see myself.

Social pressures, all the negativity of competition, and doubt have hindered me up until now, but I have an indefatigable optimism on my side thanks to my father, and that has gotten him through immigrating to a completely foreign country, getting a PhD, completely changing industries, and becoming the most indispensible elite of Charles Schwab, and still he continues his entrepreneurial ambitions. Thank you Dad. People did always say I was made in your likeness.

always, *fighting*

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Good God, don't tell me that.

Yes, it's true,

I've applied for a waitress job.

No, I haven't lost my mind. I'm normal...I think. This is my only way to finance 2 fun lil upperdiv classes plus an apartment shared with 2 strangers. Normal people do hospitality jobs... Maybe I'm not normal.

I've tried. I tried the whole retail IMAX experience with surround sound...a la Celine Dion discotheque. But I'm through with grinning...after a long day of school, I'll probably look like a crazed chihuahua baring all my teeth...ew, I hate chihuahuas.

And waiting...I practically fall apart waiting on the Big Blue to reach my stop.

But, after a long chat with the paternal...I'm officially in Brokesville.


...Can I take your order?

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