We're Only Liars

But we're the best... (Fall Out Boy)

I think a lot about life depends on what you can convince yourself, and others, is truth. Creating a self-image and upholding those different sides, different versions for you for different people, for the different kinds of relationships you want to have, is partially crucial to actually "living" and determining what you accomplish.

I dragged myself out of bed this morning at 6:15 am so I could go jogging with Megan and Annie. An easy walk down to the track, a forced one-lap jog (after which two of us were dying), another easy walk back up to the dorms. I feel like i lied to myself in order to get myself to get out there, and lied to myself after I got back about the effective quality of our excursion. I'm sleepy, hehe.

I finally finished and emailed my anthropology paper in last night at 5pm, before the due time of 6. I'm a little worried about that thing, and I've definitely got to put in some work in this next draft being submitted. I really miss AP Literature and the papers we had to write then.

We watched Easy A last night (7:30pm showing), after eating dinner at KFC by Nordstrom (#2: chicken strips! The cole slaw and the mashed potatoes came in these cute little reusable containers!). We rush walked from Ala Moana to Ward. Thank goodness screensavers got us the discounted tickets ($6.25!). The movie was decent, and the use of language in the beginning kept reminding me of Annie, haha. Only one part made me tear, but overall, the emotional aspects of the movie didn't draw me in so much. They could've, but they weren't strong enough in their manipulation of my weak heart, haha. Entertaining, though, definitely! We stopped by Starbucks afterwards and they ordered me an iced white chocolate mocha, which I liked. I finished drinking that before Megan and Annie had finished theirs, so I wandered around inside Roxy while I stared at them outside and looked at warm things.

The bus I had thought would take us all the way back to UH had already stopped running, but thankfully the A is so very reliable. We had a brief spy-like moment with the sprinklers on Bachmann Lawn, running through them so we didn't have to take the long way around. =P

I lied to myself and told myself I'd get a lot done this morning after I woke up. So far, I'm not sure what else I've done this morning that has been college-related. I guess I should probably email out the data... Next week will certainly be a week of chemistry and anthropology craziness. Yay!

I think college students really have to survive by lying to themselves that they have time and that the outcome of their endeavors will be worthwhile and okay.

All the Small Things

Before I forget them:

• Rolling across roof lounges
• Salt, Sherlock Holmes
• Invitations to practice kicking
• "Shooting" water, chips, pretzel sticks, rock candy, crackers, Pineapple Crush, green tea, ketchup, string cheese, etc.
• Playing cards and room key cards stuck to faces
• Climbing through wilderness, lost in the arboretum, going in circles, finding our way out
• Lunch at the Manoa shopping center
• Midnight trumpet playing "happy birthday"
• Always instinctively hitting "1" when going down, "E" when going up
• Tuesday, before math class, that girl walked down the stairs by Grace and I, and said things about us being so shocked about someone who had jumped/fallen down the stairs and how we were too shocked and saddened to tell anyone about it or even move (because we were both kind of blanked out looking down the stairs)
• Dinner "hellos"
• The rabbit always loses to the turtle =/
• "Panga"
• Nutella with whole wheat Ritz crackers
• Dane finished his paper, Alice and Jeffery (and Romee!) did not start
• Discussions in Anthropology verging on topics of racial divisions, invisible coasts, the possibility of a future of everyone being mixed and looking alike, the lack of the ability to go backwards to purity
• Lunch in Holmes shooting birds with imaginary guns
• Paradise Palms with Myungjun & Josh
• Hiding in Annie's closet and not managing to conceal laughter
• Less than one whole sip of coffee (plus what remained of the sweetener packet) leads to an hour-long "coffee high"
• 1 am calculus homework wrap-ups, with a brief calculus converstaion Jordan's roommate passing by the E-lounge ("I give you props!")
• Rachel, Rachel and the other not-Rachel all live on the 12th floor

Imagine

I'm in Hamilton right now, Louis Landon's piano cover of John Lennon's Imagine playing, wireless capability of laptop being put to use, battery slowly draining. I came here to work on the ANTH paper draft due on Friday, and to hopefully get books that will help me out with it. So far, the studious environment, in these oh-so nice cubicle things with relatively comfortable chairs has not done so much (I'm kind of hungry now) for my studying, but it's nice, and I feel ready to work. Also, yay for piano music. (:

I want to write about this weekend's adventures, but I feel that would take me an inordinate amount of time, so I shall refrain from that until I have done more work. But, on a bright note, I pretty much finished all the work I needed to do for the beginning of this week (minus ANTH), so I don't feel that stressed out.

I will write more soon.

But I leave you with one thing:

Imagine a more accepting world: Today is National Coming Out Day.

You have your own life to shape. Shape it as you wish. Accept others' wishes, as long as they don't intrude on your own. Once you're alive, you have a right to live and chase after happiness, and obtain it. I think it'd be nice to support others in things that make them happy. This world needs  more happy. Please.