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Meandering thoughts of a Bay Area college student… be prepared for some bipolar vocabulary


You know what? There’s no shame at all to take a hiatus from blogging when there are more urgent matters to attend to. With that said, I will be taking a break from this blog until most of my college applications and preferably scholarships applications also are sent in and all I have left to do is worry until the day my rejection letters arrive.

With that said, I bid thee farewell and leave you with this gift.

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Whoa it’s been a week already!?

I’m pretty busy working on UC personal statements and the like. Here’s a little story my friend showed me to entertain you. Remember this is Plato talking, not me. Draw whatever messages you’d like from it!

One day, Plato asked his teacher, “What is love? How can I find it?”

The teacher answered, “There’s a large wheat field in front. Walk there without turning back, and take just one leaf. If you can find one leaf that you think is extraordinary, it means you have found love.”

So Plato walked…and not long after that, he came back empty-handed.

The teacher asked him, “Why, you don’t bring any leaf?”

Plato said, “I can only bring just one leaf and when I walked through the wheat field I can’t turn my back. Actually I have found one extraordinary leaf, but I don’t know whether there’s any other leaf more extraordinary, so I didn’t take that leaf. When I walked further, I realized that the leaves I found are not as extraordinary compared to the leaf I’ve found earlier in my walk. In the end, I didn’t take any single leaf.”

Then the teacher told him, “So…that is love.”

Another day, Plato asked his teacher again, “What is marriage? How can I find it?”

The teacher answered, “There is a forest in front. Please walk there and don’t look back. You can only cut one tree, and cut the one that you think is the highest. That is when you find marriage.”

Plato walks there, and he came back not long after bringing one tree. The tree, however, is not a very good tree and not a very tall one, either. It’s just an ordinary tree.

The teacher asked him, “Why did you cut that kind of tree?”

Plato answered, “Because from my previous experience, after walking through the wheat field, I came back with nothing. So this time, when I saw this tree which I think is not so bad, I decided to cut it and bring it here. I don’t want to lose another chance to get it.”

And the teacher said, “Well …that is marriage.”

This story is a repost. I found this particular version here.

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Emotionally splinched

At the moment, I don’t know how else to describe my current state or else I wouldn’t borrow a made up word from the world of J.K. Rowling.

Whether I like it or not, summer is (finally) coming to an end. It’s the equivalent to a pilot radioing the control tower and begin discussing their approach vectors. Summer ends just two weeks from now. I can’t wait. But a small part of me, probably the more conventional and sane part of me, dreads this upcoming incubus the same way a small part of me dreads 2012.

I’ve just only begun to enjoy summer’s despicably slow pace. I’m going to miss waking up at 2 in the afternoon just because I can and going outside for a short run while my friends are dying in Berkeley. Sorry guys.

But at the same time, I miss college life. I always idealize sitting outside on the tables, sipping a drink, and reading up on my next class or doing math problems. I miss the dark and eerie atmosphere in our cafeteria whenever it’s stormy outside. I miss driving home in heavy rain or driving to classes while it’s still dark. Oh right, and I miss my friends as well.

I guess I’m just not ready to end this miniature self-isolation from loud friends and chaotic schedules. But I suppose when fall quarter finally begins, I’ll be glad. Hopefully.

I mean seriously, eighteen and a half units is going to be a bitch.

If I don’t end this post here, I’ll only perpetuate this see-saw of pros and cons of this dying summer.


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I haven’t been writing lately and it’s because of Anthony Bourdain. Not only is he a wondrous distraction, but his way with words always puts me off of my writing. Basically, I wish I could write the way he talks. And I simply can’t because he’s on another level. It’s weird because I can somewhat imitate writers, but I find it much more difficult to imitate speech. Maybe I need to see it on paper for it to work.

Even though it’s summer, it feels like there’s a lot going on in my life that keeps me away from this blog. No, I don’t think this blog is going to die soon. Yes, it’s going to die at some point. Just not soon.

I’m basically just writing all this so I don’t forget about this website. I’ll put something else in in a couple of days. Less than a week from now hopefully. Maybe tomorrow.

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