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Friday, August 15, 2008

"Literal incarnations of an oxymoron"

What is an oxymoron?  It is essentially a combination of two contradictory terms that are meant to express and emphasize a certain phenomenon in a rhetorical/figurative sense.  Little known fact is that the etymology for the word shows that it itself is also 'oxymoronic' in nature.  But that is besides the point.  I am, quite literally, stressfully bored.  I am bored to tears, with my allergies kicking me hard in the face, which accounts for my difficulty breathing, but experiencing extreme levels of stress due to... very odd, intrusive, mentally destructive, and persistent family matters.  It hurts to be home in a way that is altogether unique, but otherwise still lending itself to the same conclusion, as when I was living in that near impossibly trying hole in the wall that was my apartment during the actual school year.  Distinct situations and circumstances in either locations... one final conclusion:  I am not allowed to be stress free even when I try oh so very hard to be stress free... as well as NOT try oh so very hard to be stress free. 

Another thing that bothers me.  Down in Riverside, is was so beastly hot it made me completely unwilling to do any serious training because... well... 98-105 degree heat in the morning and 88 degree average heat in the evening is not the most conducive temperature to throw punches and kicks etc.  I thought it would be all fine and dandy with the weather at home.  However, I seem to always forget that the pollen concentration at home is near an infinite level higher than down in Riverside.  Thus up here, the weather is perfect to train, but being outside for longer than half an hour throws me into fits of sneezing combined with a difficulty to breathe.  The only thing that actually made me train more in Riverside during the summer than right now was that I took the obligation of holding training and teaching sessions for individuals who wanted to learn from me during my stay.  Their presence motivated me to train a little, though the majority of the time was still devoted to teaching them martial arts...for free...man I'm seriously a time sink.  Wonderful... absolutely wonderful.  Maybe if I had a motivating factor up here as well to kick my butt and train more... but I can't think of anyone up here that can convincingly tell me/physically entice me to go train.  I guess training is also about company... though ironically I do my best training alone.  But maybe I just say that.  Rather... amendment should be made.  I train best when there is a motivating factor/good company around me to make me train.  However, certain things which I train in can only be done away from prying eyes since I have that cultural bad habit of hiding secrets of the arts from others.  I just set myself up for failure. 

Add this to the fact that the alternative activities are close to zilch because my access to a car is hampered and best, with crippled being closer to reality... and staying at home therefore exposes me to a constant level of just streams of words and anger and all around stress from my family directed at me... because my brother is not here to listen to the lectures that are about him... and I just want to stay in my room and sleep the whole day.  But I cannot.  That goes against my nature.  And thus, I am now thoroughly stressfully bored.

Take Care.  Be Safe.  Enjoy Life.


Tuesday, August 12, 2008

GOLD!

CHINA MEN'S GYMNASTIC TEAM WINS TEAM GOLD!  YES!!! 

next...

GO CHINA WOMEN'S GYMNASTIC TEAM!

ps:  I like gymnastics.


Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Home

Finally home after so long.  It's weird but I am definitely not used to this weather.  Being in Riverside for so long with near 100 degree days and average of 88 degree evenings totally screws with my acclimation to home weather.  San Diego Zoo was nice but it was weird.  Very hot that day but I was apparently quite used to it while my parents and brother were sweating and dying.  The only time where I actually felt... accomplished?  That's not the right word but whatever.  The two nights at the hotel were miserable though.  MISERABLE.  They insisted on AC, something I have done without for the past... forever... and they all slept comfortably while I shivered my ass off waking up at the odd hours numerous times wondering why I'm so cold.  COLD.  Now that I am back, I require a haircut.  HAIRCUT.  Then I must get back into semi-decent shape though, according to some, I don't need to.  Apparently I also lost about 6lbs since I last came home which was around Winter Break.  I could have sworn I gained weight but no matter.  Morning exercises here we come....and stuff.

Cheers.

Take Care.  Be Safe.  Enjoy Life.


Friday, August 01, 2008

And the frightful chapter draws to a close

Sunday morning I will be moved out of my current place of residence and into a new location.  Afterward, I will be going home.  And thus ends perhaps one of the most stressful years of my college life, not due to academics, though certainly an exacerbating contribution, but due entirely to what I have branded as the "Bane of my Existence"... at least until some other unfortunate soul who is twice more afflicted than he crosses my path and forces me to re-evaluate my scale.  Such was the case with this one child.  I thought that my first year room mate was terrible and it could not be worse.  I was proven so very wrong this year... more wrong than I have actually been in my life... and that is no paltry statement since I am more than ready to admit to mistakes.  But yes... yes... now commences the mass packing and waiting for Sunday.  I just hope it isn't warm back at home.  I am sick and tired of 98 degree average day temperature with my room averaging 88 degrees in the godless hours of the evening approaching dawn.

Cheers.

Take Care.  Be Safe.  Enjoy Life.

PS: Anyone have a brother, sister, cousin, friend, themselves etc who might want to learn Chinese martial arts from me for the rest of the summer?  If so, please tell me and I would be happy to.... may or may not be for a very cheap nominal fee (like... $5 an hour or so if at all).


Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Up and about

So I'm not going to sleep again because I have my last paper due for my Analysis of God class.  This one is taking particularly long because I'm to choose one of 7 lectures given and transcribed at Oxford University and do a whole... whatever it is that Philosophy people do to things.  However, it is so dry and tedious.... more so than most of what I have read in the recent year.  My brain cannot do it as well as it used to.  So in the spirit of a break, I looked around for jokes because I know there are a lot of jokes revolving around philosophy as well as plenty of jokes about philosophers.  Allow me to share a few below and that will be the entry for the night/day.  They're paraphrased since I actually lost the page due to my random clicking at the corner of screens. 

What's the difference between a philosopher and an engineer?
-about $50K-

How do you get a philosopher off your porch?
-pay him for the pizza-

A professor of philosophy went to bed and had an amazing dream.  In his dream, all the great philosophers of the world came up to him and presented the professor with their most persuasive and strongest arguments and reasonings.  First there was Socrates and then Plato followed by Aristotle.  Aquinas and Anselm and Descartes and Kant came as well.  Berkeley and Hume and Hegel and Nietzche and Russell all came and presented their thoughts as well as countless others.  However, after every single one of their presentations, the professor would utter a single line that would leave them so flustered and speechless that they all conceded to the professor.  Realizing that in his dream, he had stumbled upon the end all response and answer to philosophical queries, the professor, with iron resolve, roused himself from sleep to drowsily write down what it was that he said before heading back to bed, a smile of contentment on his face.  The next day when the professor woke up, he rushed over to his desk to see what it was that he had written.  On his notepad, it simply read:
"THAT'S WHAT YOU SAY!

Here is one that I actually do not understand because it requires an understanding of Sartrian Existentialism... which I have not studied up on sufficiently.  It is apparently one of the most obscure philosophy jokes in circulation.  All I know is that it has something to do with everything being a positive existence (not positive as in "go get'em tiger" but in a completely different sense that I won't get into).  Most, when they hear it, pass it off as a "blonde" joke because of a superficially visible ridiculous statement.  However, I assure you that THAT is not the punch line.  So yeah... for your amusement:

The French Existentialist-author Jean Paul Sartre walks into a cafe.  He is greeted by a waitress who asks him what he wants to drink.  He responds "I would like a coffee please with sugar but no cream".  The waitress leaves for awhile and returns saying "I am sorry sir but we are out of cream.  Would you like it with no milk instead?"

And finally, my favourite that I stumbled upon... and lets hope I get it right since I can't find the page:

Psychologists think that they are Behavioural Psychologists
Behavioural Psychologists think that they are Biologists
Biologists think that they are Biochemists
Biochemists think that they are Chemists
Chemists think that they are Physical Chemists
Physical Chemists think that they are Physicists
Physicists think they are Theoretical Physicists
Theoretical Physicists think that they are Mathematicians
Mathematicians think that they are Metamathematicians
Metamathematicians think they are Philosophers
Philosophers think they are Gods

And... That's all.

::EDIT:: It's 342am right now on Friday.  Supposed to be studying for my final but it just occurred to me the reasoning behind the Satre coffee joke.  I can't believe I missed it.  Tired brains do think on a different level after all. 

Take Care.  Be Safe.  Enjoy Life.



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