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| ALL ABOUT JAPAN CLUBBING:
Takeo Yatabe, is that "we made a culture out of the club scene."
This culture embodies not only a night out dancing, but a complete
urban lifestyle, including everything from what people drink, wear,
listen to, think and shampoo their hair with in the morning.
Under the name Form, Takahashi and Yatabe have leveraged off Womb to expand into a "cool consultancy."
pichimasu (between mass and underground) culture
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| Interesting facts learned today at Geisel:
There is such things as Japanese Encephalitis. Encephalitis is a bacterial disease that infects the lumen of the endoplasmic reticulum. There is no "specific" treatment for it.
Interest in: leprosy (do research on it over break)
Video to accompany studying: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NvAueEgVs0A
Books to get:
Again I highly recommend reading "Purposes
of Medicine." by Sir Theodore Fox. Editorial. The Lancet .
October 23, 1965. pp: 801-805. (described above on this page).
Also, occasionally look through Lancet, New England Journal of
Medicine and JAMA to stay abreast of the issues and interesting events
in medicine so that if the need arises you can discuss them.
Guidebook
to Mechanism in Organic Chemistry
by Peter Sykes
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| As i approach the end of the hardest quarter of my life, i breathe a sigh of relief. The end is very near sight and i can see the light. It is quite sad though that I didn't push as hard as i could until the very end. I just got too bored with my study subjects , or so i thought, and rebellious for my own good. Organic chemistry, in retrospect, is actually not that hateful of a subject. My teacher was fair and was excellent at what he does. Makes me feel very guilty to have half-assed my final. I'm lucky to get a 50%. If only I had not give in to my anger or laziness, I probably could have raised my GPA. Oh Hitotsubashi...I pray you are not too far from my reach. I want to be worthy of you.
Overall this quarter has been great. I feel like i've given science a decent try. I now want to try my hand at social science, the field of uncertainty as Claire would call it. She bids me welcome, in an unenthusiastic way -.-. That's okay. I'm not looking to be influenced or fired up or even inspired by anyone. I want to be inspired myself. I want to be inspired by my field of study, to be wanting to engage in it further outside the classroom. In a way, my departure was exciting, but also saddening, comparable to the time when we graduated from high school. The prospect of leaving was wonderful, but when we do leave, it's both a sad and beautiful thing. No matter where we go, we'll always remember it. Yeah, that's what science has been in my life. It is my hell, my curse, my torture, my teacher, and my constant haunting companion until perhaps the day I die. And I am not exaggerating...
Perhaps, the most important role science has played in my life is to be my teacher. Through it, through the tears, the fears, the stomach pains before tests due to stress, I have learned so much more about myself, my capabilities, and my ideals. I have learned to prioritize. I have learned to set apart, to distinguish, to delineate, to assert, but most importantly to accept. Accept what you ask? Well...to accept that though science (in particular bio) was my first love, it will not be what i'll ultimately do in life. Perhaps I'll get to do something with it or pertaining to it in my future career, but alas labwork is not what I am meant to do. It breaks my heart. I was excited, but now I see all the things I own relating to biology, and I must sadly bid goodbye to it.
Now i am overcome with another fear...will my hobby, my chosen future field, which is studying cultural diversity, be a burden now than a passion. Will it die away like science, in which my passion for it is extremely dry? Lack of passion is my strongest fear...perhaps my only fear...that i'll hate what i'm doing for the rest of my life. I realize in the upper echelon of the sciences, I probably might not need a certain skill attained from organic chemistry or physics. Instead i can focus solely on the research of human physiology. Although, that is also not a realistic dream because as the world becomes far more advanced in the techniques and dissection of the "hows" in human physiology, the world gets smaller and smaller. Cellular processes now are very important. Forget cellular biology! Go into biochemistry-bio! Even biochem-chem! and Even more precise: pharm chem! chem physics! oh man..the world of knowledge does not end there. We become even more abstract as we seek to look closer and deeper into things. Have you not heard of the saying: we become more and more blind as we look closer and closer onto an object? I feel like that is very much the world today...blind to the big picture...
What a contradictory world we live in today...what a confusing one...
The more we know, the more confusion we face.
Now what does that tell you huh?
I know it means something to me...about the world..and its need for Christ.
That's another huge thing i learned this quarter.
I think i shall post a second entry. (read above for continuation of this thread)
I actually do like bio. It's very much a love/hate relationship between us. Perhaps what drives me over the edge are the physics component as well as the
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| It is quite nice to be in the safe haven of xanga once more. It has been 2 years since that fateful day I said goodbye. I'm staring at the screen just thinking what i want to write...
There is just too much to say.
Perhaps a simple prose would suffice.
This sweet
melody..., A song so
melancholic. Render not this
heart more aches Nor sadness engulf
this soul. Hush please, Patience, little
raindrops, children of the
empyreans, Tap not now, cry not
this hour. This poetry in form
of sound, Like all things
ephemeral, may never sound
itself again so please, I beg of you Not in enmity Not in spite But let this song,
dulcet Though disconsolate, Be my companion Just for right now But for a moment… Silence your tears.
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| It has been quite a while since I updated xanga. In a way I'm proud of
that because...THIS, ladies and gentlemen, i treat as my stepping stone
to ADULTHOOD-rejecting xanga! YAY let's move on to something even
more complex and "mature"- Facebook! 
oh sigh, why is life always so complicated?
Guess what, I got the answer to that this weekend. A friend in my class
said, "make life harder, if it's too easy, it won't be worth living".
She is so right. So, do what you will with that statement  .
graduation thoughts-
my mood most of this last week of school is mostly just...sad. I am
excited to go to school now, to get to be in my class for the last
time, to do math hwk for the last time (correction, b.s., i am fully
relying on my partner to get through the test coming up), to do an
english essay for the last time, to stay up late like no other to
update my xanga, myspace, high-school stuff. What a sad week this is.
I'm desperately taking pictures, and I say desperately not in the sad
way, but in the urgent kind of way, like time is slipping before me,
MUST CATCH IT. Like grains of sand, it slips from my palm unto
the giant sandy expanse...and now i may never separate one grain of
sand from another again. I may never be able to distinguish the memory
of great times with this friend, or great times with that friend. Now
it'll all be a big blur. No, i refuse to let it be a blur. I will
capture it with my camera. CLICK. yes, i win, once again. Take that,
time, nature, and fate! I've triumphed yet again!
(maybe only literature buffs would appreciate my last paragraph)
heh oh well. Being branded a nerd is not so bad. Hah, you ordinary
ordinaries.
I will edit this entry and add more later. Can you believe it...it'z 1:30 a.m. whoopdedoo, time to sleep.
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