Last Blog Post

Hey everyone-

I know I was writing these posts pretty consistently for a time, and I think it was a way to help put myself out there further. I stand by what I've written, and am grateful for what this blog has done for me. I encourage you all to find that voice, by whatever means, because as I've learned- everyone has got something to say, as long as someone else will listen.

I leave you with this poem:

Liz was wrong-
it is hard to master.
The first time, he cried.
Yet it is our resiliency, our yesterday
that gives impetus for more.
Unsubstantiated fabrications of the potential-
food for thought, and the heart.
Take two: tears.
He thinks Ms. Bishop was sad,
alone, surrounded by everyone,
a notion familiar to many.
This time,
he opened his mouth,
empty, with a deathly silence.
Traversing onto a blank canvas,
without her.
Just a deep breath, and a soft smile.

On buying a car

I BOUGHT A CAR!!!

I'm super excited about it- 2010 Toyota Corolla LE- dark grey, with very little mileage on it, and it drives really well! So awesome!

Just a quick note: nice things ain't cheap lol

On the gym

So I just bought a two-year gym membership to 24 hour fitness because there's one right across the street from work and I really don't wanna gain any weight during busy season. A bunch of guys on the team are also members, so we're gonna have late-night gym sessions starting next week. I think it'll be good for me, especially having other people consistently working out, keeping me accountable to go with them. Also, it would be difficult to find time on my own to work out during the next few months as we work super long hours (not complaining, just saying). And the fact that I wanna get my money's worth will force me to go more often haha. I actually signed up today and worked out in San Mateo- feels good!! Maybe I'll even lose some weight, who knows!

If anyone is interested, Costco is selling two-year memberships to 24 for $319.99 ($13.33 a month- not bad...)

On dumb questions

The other day, my mom introduced me to someone she works with...

Mom: (To her colleague) Oh, this is my son, Scott.
Colleague: (To me) Nice to meet you, Scott. So you're her son?
Me: Yes.
Colleague: (To me) She's your mom?
Me: (Awkward pause) Yes.

...uhh...

On who we are

I guess after all is said and done, our hope is that we are better today than we were yesterday, and that we're better tomorrow than we were today...

On family reunions

Last night we had our Chin family reunion, which is my grandma's family on my dad's side. She has four sisters and two brothers, and almost all of them have kids, who also have kids. Needless to say, there are a lot of people at these things haha.

Family reunions are always interesting because I would guess that most aren't really sure what to expect. The hope is that everyone would be happy to see each other, being that a decent amount of time has passed since the last time the family got together, but on the other hand, it's very possible for it to be weird, because, well a decent amount of time has passed since the last time the family got together.

Fortunately for us, especially my grandma (who basically planned the whole thing), it was a lot of fun. It had probably been a couple years since we'd seen everyone, but things just seemed to fall into place. It was awesome catching up with everyone, and you can't really go wrong with awesome food and new card games.

I guess it has to do with collective effort- if everyone tries to have fun and reconnect with each other, it's going to make the night a fun one.

I hope all of you had a nice holiday!

On the grinch

My reasoning for this post's title is solely because of the fact that only a grinch would write something such as the following on Christmas. Unfortunately, this has been something on my mind for quite some time, and it wasn't until now until I really had time to write this...

I really hope that growing up doesn't involve forgetting our joyful exuberance, losing our zest for life, and ultimately becoming so numbingly apathetic towards everything that we stop giving a fuck.

I know this may sound super pessimistic or emo (and pardon my language), and I've received some feedback on my blog that basically confirms this, but I feel like me trying to be an enthusiastic and compassionate person is becoming increasingly more difficult. I'm so emotionally tired, trying to fight people who don't seem to care about anything other than themselves, and it's really hard for me to continue to do so without being affected.

Some people say we should just worry about ourselves, and keep out of things that don't involve us. However, many would agree that selflessness (vs selfishness) is the answer. I would say I'm somewhere in between, but like I previously said, I'm getting worn down as I try to hold my ground.

Maybe I'm getting all worked up about nothing, and maybe it's immature to think this way or to get upset about something like this. I don't know, it's just something that really bothers me...