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Name: Gary
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 7/21/1982
Gender: Male
Interests: video games, programming, finance, reading,
Expertise: airplanes
Occupation: Unemployed/Between Jobs
Industry: Engineering
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Member Since:
3/27/2003
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| Right on the heels of my 2 back to back weekend weddings in May is a jam packed July.
1) I went to Gettysburg, PA. That must have been one of the best vacations I have ever taken in my life. I learned so much, and I did so much jogging, maybe up to 30 miles in 3 days. There were so many statues and so many monuments, and so many names that I recognized and didn't recognize. The country there was so beautiful. Everywhere I went, I was imagining the battle in my head and wondering what I would have done differently.
I met a girl there who was beautiful enough for me to fall in love with at first sight. She is a waitress from China. I asked her out twice in a 4 day period, and she said no twice. Oh well. I guess that's the second time this year - first time was that car accident, remember? Need to learn mandarin. At the same time, I'm thankful, because in the end I am destined to never marry anyway.
The day after I came back (July 4, right after the 144th anniversary of the battle) I saw Transformers - it was an awesome movie, and I would see it again later.
2) The weekend right after that, I went to Cornell. One of my friends got seriously injured. We talked about God for a while. I introduced him to the book of James (not really, since his understanding of the bible is much more solid than mine). I told him we were both becoming too content. We are saved by faith, and if we don't have faith all the works in the world won't matter. However, work is important too. I think of it a step further - nothing I do in my life will be enough, but I must do everything possible. This is going to be hard and interesting. All my plans right now are for my own long term survival and security, but this needs to change. I told him he is in the same position as I am.
The next day we played Axis and Allies. I was the only undefeated guy. The first game was a matter of dice, but the second game my injured friend was not aggressive enough and the allies were able to pound Germany into submission .
3) Last weekend was my birthday. A friend from Cornell is starting work for a hedge fund, and just moved in to New Rochelle in NYC. I hung out with him and one of my work friends. We saw Harry Potter on the Imax, and I bought a Lego Mindstorms set for myself.
4) I have yet another wedding this weekend. I can't say their names - there were people who I expected to see again, but can't...
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| This was an interesting weekend. I took Friday off and drove to Cornell. Then on Saturday morning I drove to Buffalo for Celia and Leon's wedding. I drove back to Cornell that night. Then I drove back to Shelton this morning. I refueled twice, and I think I traveled about 800 miles.
The drive: It was a fun experience, despite the fact that I was alone. I only had to stop for a restroom break once out of all 4 trips. When I was tired, I kept going west when I should have gone east and had to turn around twice, I think. My friend (who understandably preferred the bus over riding with me) said that normally I speed my way down and cuss in a fit of road rage, so this trip I worked on staying under 80, keeping at least 1 car length behind people, and I have to say the trip was more pleasant. However, I did not enjoy that the dudes in Buffalo would not let me get onto the I-190 unchallenged.
The wedding: I thought it was unusually short, but I liked that because I didn't have to drive 3 hours starting at midnight. When Celia appeared, I was prepared to stand up, but was scared because no one else was. Finally this one other girl did and I stood up as well. I'm not going to criticize Leon, because I know that I wouldn't have done any better if our roles were reversed. Since I will never marry, however, I am relieved that I do not have to worry about anything similar. Desmond once told me that during his wedding, he was so nervous and his hands shook so bad he could barely get the ring on Erica's finger. Leon did look extremely sharp in his USMC uniform though. I was expecting a bigger HKCF crowd, and during the first half of the day I was too nervous to speak to anyone. Once I started talking to Dana, and then Tom Leung and his wife Sophia, Alan and his wife Megan, and Ed, I realized that there were a lot of cool people there. Next time I shouldn't be so nervous. Apparently, Celia shared what happened with Dana too, but we just shrugged our shoulders and decided Leon was much better anyway. Tom Leung was my DAD's roommate in college. I tried to get him to tell me some dirt about my dad in his college years, but all he told me was that my dad screamed "Touchdown!" and passed out drunk during Tom's wedding. Alan and Ed were gamers too. It was so funny because apparently Megan can't stand gaming and made Alan sign a contract limiting his gameplay during their wedding. Getting a real virtual on machine and playing it while drinking must have been the best bachelor's party idea I've ever heard of. I think there should have been a penalty for the one time Celia did not accurately call out Leon's hands during the game. I thought the Grand Lady was an extremely nice place to have a reception. It was a little weird going to this particular wedding. I'm used to going to weddings where everyone is old (well, late 20-ish at least) and they are all established and have their careers and such all settled. I'm not used to seeing someone my age get married, but I guess I should because next weekend I'm going to another wedding with a young couple being married.
CONGRATULATIONS TO LEON AND CELIA!!! HAVE A GOOD WEDDING AND A PROSPEROUS LIFE TOGETHER!!!
P.S. Make sure you get some agreement as to who will be managing the money in what way.
P.S.S. That comment about my driving was low, Celia =P. Especially since Lawrence was talking about it too!
Cornell: When I walked into Upson again, it felt like I could have sat down at a lab, gotten into a computer account, and started working right away. In fact, it felt extremely weird not having anything to do. I saw the poster of a PhD project that I had helped as a lab assistant. I felt proud to see it. Lot's of scantily clad women. There's nothing wrong with that. I saw my friend Huachen, and ate with him and his mom twice. I tried to pay for both meals, but both times the waitresses gave me back my credit card and took her money instead. At Applebee's, I already had my card in the book and handed it to the waitress!!! I felt so ashamed, I wanted to smack her for giving me back my card and taking her money. We played Axis and Allies with two other friends. My strategy as Japan was solid, but doomed to up and down dice rolling. As an example, the Allies were able to invade India with 2 infantry against my 2 infantry defenders. I had 2x the probability of shooting down a soldier as they did, but due to dice roll they took India without loss. However, Huachen (Germany) had godlike rolling, and even though Russia was able to survive his assault on the capital, we called it Axis victory because Russia was down to 7 infantry and producing a rate of 3 per turn. I saw Pirates of the Carribean 3. It wasn't as good as I thought it was going to be, but the whirlpool battle was good and Kira Knightly was beautiful. I was extremely sad because I kept thinking about Amy as I walked through Cornell. I've put a considerable amount of effort into forgetting about her, yet the littlest thing is all it takes to bring her face back into my mind, as if it were yesterday. It's almost like wherever I went, I could see her face and recall a conversation I had with her. I might never want to come back to Cornell, or maybe not for ten years, just to avoid this feeling.
I must emphasize that my interaction with Amy, though painful, was necessary. It taught me to avoid putting all my emotion into a girl, but to hold something back. This way, if a girl rejects me, I can shrug and move on without further ado. This lesson has served me well since Amy was removed from my life (physically). Secondly, it reinforced what I already knew about my purpose. I must serve the Great Beyond. There is no other meaning to my existence. This is why I fail to get a girl (not that it isn't fun to try nowadays). Finally, now Amy is a standard to which I compare every girl. None have yet measured up.
Sorry about the long entry. I haven't had a weekend like this in a while, and I wanted to write while my memories and emotions were still fresh.
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| No matter how tough the going gets, I will NOT commit suicide for at least another 2 years....
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WOOOOOOTTTTT!!!!!
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| I crashed my baby AGAIN on Mar 20 (Tuesday morning). Thankfully, nobody was hurt, but my heart is broken at the sight of my baby. It was definitely my fault, I hit the person in front of me going north on the I-91. Worse things have happened to better people, so I'm not extremely upset.
The person I crashed into was hot as hell. She's a research assistant at a nearby (relatively) hospital. I'm trying to ask her out on a date, but I've had no luck on calling her. Maybe she'll return my message, or maybe I should try something crazy? (As in original, but not stalker-ish) Maybe nothing will happen, and if that's the case, oh well. I've learned not to be too hung up on a single woman. But it's been an awfully long time since I've wanted a girl at first sight (not even Amy at first sight!) so I guess it's a nice change of pace up here.
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| So I've been awake since midnight, an I'm gonna write a lil quickie before driving to school, to my 2nd on-time class.
Thanks for your concern everyone. Diagnosis is HBeAG positive, viral load of 352 x 10^6 copies / mL. Doctor says there's no need for treatment yet, I just need to get blood drawn every 3 months for an ALT. My biopsy says my liver's fine so thats the best news out of this, and I won't see my liver doc till next year.
I don't know why it is that whenever I want a girl, they scatter away, but when I don't want them, I get like 5 opportunities. Maybe the trick is to pretend I don't want them when I really do? But this one Taiwanese one is really hot!!! Well, and she can converse normally and I think I might have a chance with her.
Work has been getting better. I realize what drives me now. It's having to do something, saying to myself "this is a shitload of fuck!", and thinking of solutions to foolproof the process so I never have to do it again. I have at least 2 examples I can think of off the top of my head.
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