i accidentally dropped something and didn’t realize it as i was about to get on the bus back home today. i heard a sprinting sound, thinking “some guy is racing to cut me in line???”. turns out, short south asian man who i thought had moved creepily closer to me while we were waiting for the bus, ran to pick up my fallen sunglasses and return them to me, even though he must have been at least ten feet away from them. aww. it totally made my day. made up for the unpleasant asshole-at-whole-foods-parking-lot incident a few weeks ago.

watched a couple movies this weekend. “training day”, which i thought was awesome, because the rookie inadvertently won the support of two hardcore gang groups just by acting on his morals. “assault on precinct 13″, not so special, but not a waste of time. “brick”, an indie film that was about drug dealers at a high school who speak slang with almost a shakespearean style. the way of speech was so convoluted that i didn’t really understand the plot machinations. maybe i will watch it again. the movie is awesome because it’s like, a drug war in a school setting, with all the violence and murder, as well as romance. even though i couldn’t understand some of it, i love dialogue:

The Brain: Big time. See the Pin pipes it from the lowest scraper for Brad Bramish to sell, maybe. Ask any dope rat where their junk sprang and they’ll say they scraped it from that, who scored it from this, who bought it off so, and after four or five connections the list always ends with The Pin. But I bet you, if you got every rat in town together and said “Show your hands” if any of them’ve actually seen The Pin, you’d get a crowd of full pockets.

Brendan Frye: Throw one at me if you want, hash head. I’ve got all five senses and I slept last night, that puts me six up on the lot of you.

Assistant VP Gary Trueman: You’ve helped this office out before.
Brendan Frye: No, I gave you Jerr to see him eaten, not to see you fed.
Assistant VP Gary Trueman: Fine. And very well put.
Brendan Frye: Accelerated English, Mrs. Kasprzyk.
Assistant VP Gary Trueman: Tough teacher?
Brendan Frye: Tough but fair.

rock/hip-hop

who said linkin park was the first to merge rock with hip-hop? i have “follow the bleeder” by cage on loop. the end and beginning are indistinguishable that way.

do i want to go to his concert all the way in fremont?…

i missed the rise against concert, though…

have i mentioned cage? he had a childhood right out of a horror story (wikipedia entry on cage). i only came across his purevolume page yesterday, and i was hooked. i think it would be a good idea to listen to rap while running jogging, since i can actually distract my brain by focusing on the lyrics, and the beats would help, too.

sidenote: $10 wedding dress made out of 6 XL t-shirts by threadbanger. i think it’s way awesomer than conventional $800 wedding dresses.

l word funny quote

“hey. we’re not faggots. we’re dykes, you asshole.”

joss whedon on humanism

via the friend atheist.com:

haha, i like the ending;

Faith is something we have to embrace. Faith in god means believing absolutely in something with no proof whatsoever. Faith in humanity means believing absolutely in something with a huge amount of proof to the contrary. We are the true believers.

rock on!

rez bomb

rez bomb looks like a good movie. the trailer intimidates me a bit with the violence, but i think i’m inured to it after watching it a couple times. i’m pretty interested in stories involving [modern-day] native americans.

i’ve heard about the reservation in which this movie takes place — pine ridge in south dakota. i read a bit about it when i randomly elected to be the “senator” from south dakota, and i pushed a bill in our mock congress for the recognition of native american rights. the reservation is so poor that it’s considered “fourth world” right here in the united states. crazy suicide rates. pretty deplorable.

i have a tendency to feel guilty about these things, the plight of native americans or other less fortunate people. it’s similar to the self-defeating guilt i feel for having a relatively easy life, and also for being less than extraordinary, given the case. i didn’t have to rise from a life of hardship, so i should be super-genius-awesome given my comfortable upbringing…? i keep reminding myself that i’m in college and working part-time. what more can you ask? i’m doing engineering/physics and getting good grades. i shouldn’t be so hard on myself, thinking that i don’t deserve this or that. that’s what i keep telling myself.

failure gives me a new lease on life

now it’s the opposite reaction. instead of “you suck, you don’t deserve shit”, it’s “you fail at this, let’s get away from it and do something worthwhile”.

i got red bean soy icy tapioca today. with russell, he accompanied me; i’ve been wanting to venture out for bubble tea with him for a while. i also bought a book! why the hell am i rewarding myself?!

++

andrea gibson on living in our gender-obsessed culture — swingset.

“Sir! Sir, do you realize this is the ladies’ room?” “Yes, ma’am, I do, it’s just that I didn’t feel comfortable sticking this tampon up my penis in the men’s room.”

obama signs the lily ledbetter fair pay act was a delightful piece of news this past week!

dollar-bill origami

this person [deviantart] makes freaking amazing origami out of dollar bills. via (marsupialia)

amazing!

the matrix runs on windows

the matrix runs on windows by collegehumor.

“ubuntu? i’m going to run on… ubuntu?” lol.

my comment at feministe

kind of a redundant account, but with youtube links!

i was part of the obama rally that started at my school (UW in seattle) that later meandered from the u-district down to the open-street dance party on capitol hill, and merged with the rallies in downtown seattle. there was a guy holding a life-sized obama pop-up at the front of the crowd which grew bigger in size as we swarmed the ave, campus parkway, 45th, greek row and returned to red square to make a united stand in front of the scenic, back-lit suzallo library. we even briefly invaded odegaard undergraduate library where we were welcomed by students and librarians alike, even though people were obviously studying for midterms. i saw a dude getting arrested on the ave, and you could tell that he couldn’t be happier when he raised his fist at us and the policeman thunked it back down on the hood of the car. we were running through campus, cheering continuously, setting off firecrackers, stopping traffic, high-fiving drivers, eliciting uninhibited horn-honking, singing, chanting “yes we can!”, and spontaneously singing the national anthem several times. to imagine that this kind of spontaneous and unadulterated celebration was simultaneously popping up on other college campuses, and undoubtedly in cities from coast-to-coast was beyond amazing.

the day after

just found out: aw fuck, 985 fell through? at least death with dignity passed.

prop 8 = sad. : (

yay gregoire.

wow, darcy burner and dave recheirt differed by less than 1000 votes.

and now, a quick note about yesterday’s events.

voting was no big deal. my elementary school was cute, and i chilled at my house afterward. i attended the election party in the evening.

so, first of all, i was totally clueless about how long it would take for the results to come out. the florida controversy of 2000 is all i really know. so i was a little annoyed, but kind of curious when someone called out for CNN as we were watching stewart and colbert. channel-changing to CNN was a short fiasco. then people shouted with glee when we saw “Obama elected president”. i couldn’t believe it, so i asked, “what’s going on?” and the girl next to me said, “Obama won!” i naively said, “the whole thing?” (“the whole country?” “for real?”. i had just been looking at states and congress.)

i didn’t know 270 was the magic number for the electoral… but i do now! so much for AP gov.

it was a gratifying to “feel” the difference between the projections and the real thing. despite all the confidence and predictions, it was incredibly satisfying to know that the votes were counted and america had spoken. ‘president-elect’. that sounds so cool.

when i texted my mom, “obama won!”, she texted back, “i help”.

brilliant example of asian mom defying voter apathy.

fucking awesome obama rally at UW campus/the ave last night. hopefully, my computer will stop malfunctioning soon and i will have cellphone pics and vids in a later post.

i just have to say: i am so proud of uw for coming out last night. i was so proud to be part of a crowd that was elated about the elections. a crowd that was hyped up about politics, national pride, and most of all, the prospect of having a black president. we stopped traffic and elicited bystander car-honking and picture-taking. we spontaneously sang the national anthem a couple times, and never stopped cheering for at least an hour. north campus dorms, the quad, red square, odegaard, the bridge a cross 15th ave, campus parkway, terry dorm, the Ave, 45th, greek row, memorial way, and back to red square. the rally was spontaneous and infectious. at least a thousand people turned out.

on the ave, we passed a guy on the ave getting put under arrest, and he was smiling at us like he couldn’t be happier. when he stuck his fist up in the air in response to our cheering, the policeman thunked it back down on the car. unforgettable.