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| Watched an interesting National Geographic (that channel rocks btw) Special called "Make Me a Genius" which was about a girl that was raised by her father to become a chess grandmaster. Her childhood basically consisted of memorizing chess positions/strategies and of course playing chess. Her brain became conditioned to the point where she can play chess with someone over the phone while driving and just saying moves like "Knight to A3"...and then complete kick the other person's ass. She didn't need a board in front of her face and had a mental image of the arrangement of all the pieces in her mind. The whole premise of the show was that any child (assuming they aren't mentally retarded in any way) if given the right training (and assuming they put in a lot of work), can become a genius. (There was a whole bunch of science shit behind it but I just don't feel like typing it out).
Basically, all human brains have the potential for "genius"...even dumb whores like Tila Tequila....
Anyways...the girl later ended up becoming the first female grandmaster and her younger sisters (who also had the same training) are also on their way of becoming grandmasters.
The point of this...
My future kids are fucked because I plan on living vicariously through them...ahahahaha...
My goal is to have one become a chess grandmaster a la Bobby Fisher (minus the dementia induced anti-semitism he experienced in his later years).
Another to play in the NBA (this one I will have watching NBA Games, shooting jump shots and running layup drills from the day he starts walking...his first words will be "pick and roll")....I'll name him "Kobenson"
And the youngest child I'll have reading Machiavelli's "The Prince" instead of Dr. Seuss (which in turn would make my kid an asshole), followed by years of studying political theory and international relations so he/she can manipulate his way into taking over the world and establishing a Lau Dynasty. After which, I would probably be thrown in jail for life or executed because I robbed my kids of their childhoods.
But... I'll probably be senile or have Alzheimer's by then so I won't care....
peace.
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| http://youtube.com/watch?v=FDwwAaVmnf4
Old, rich, white guys trying to "connect" with African Americans on MLK day....
priceless...
*Note to Mitt Romney....just be yourself homie...*
WHO LET THE DOGS OUT???
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| I haven't written in this thing for so long that I actually forgot my password to login and had to click on the "Forgot your password?" link and make a new one.
Anyways...
I have a lot of time on my hands now that I'm out of college so I'll probably keep writing in this thing until I find a job. Being unemployed after college is kind of depressing because I feel like Slim (a bum...for you non-SC kids)....minus the begging.
I've applied to a few jobs as a legal assistant (still planning on going to law school in August) to gain "valuable work experience," even though the pay is quite substandard ($15.00/hr=immigrant pay...i could prolly find a better paying job standing with the eses outside of Home Depot).
Then again, I could say "fuck work experience" and probably be working at a more high paying sales job (commission would be nice) instead. The prospect of me doing legal research for 40+ hrs a week for eight months isn't exaclty making me jizz myself in excitement. So I'm weighing my options now...
Until then, I've taken up day trading to keep myself busy and less feeling like a bum...even though all I am doing is sitting on the couch with a laptop on my lap and the TV on, I can say: "Bitch! I'm working! YEAAAAAAAH!" I havent been into stocks since high school...back when I was really geeky and tried to channel my high school angst at being unpopular/unloved into financial success because I believed $$$ brought the bitches (and it does).
I recently opened a Scottrade account and have been playing around with 5G (all the grad money I got from my relatives when I went back home for Xmas) and have been faring relatively well despite the impending bear market/economic recession (the fall of the housing market, ppl defaulting on their credit card payments/mortgages)...even the American Dialect Society (probably made up of old, white ppl with nothing better to do) announced "subprime" as the word of the year (it beat out "facebook")...
The FBI can't wiretap ppl anymore because they haven't paid their phone bill...
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/7182455.stm
All this talk about our economy falling into recession has also intensified my search for a job with a paycheck. As much money as I could make from investing stocks, I can't exactly sell some shares for $80 and immediately get the cash to go eat some Lawry's. Sadly it doesn't work that way...
Also, I moved out of the Beta House (where rent for my "closet/room" was a nice $500/mo.) and moved in to Beverly Hills to live with my girlfriend (where the nearest McDonald's is down La Cienega by the Circuit City). I've taken up cooking recently to save money and discovered I'm pretty damn good at it. But yea...i need MONEY...my credit card bills are raping me (I've become one of those "statistics"...college kids coming out of school and being severely in debt to credit cards...my past Yoshinoya's tabs are coming back to bite me in the ass).
Even if I do find a job though and make money the almighty dollar isn't all that mighty anymore...
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/17/world/asia/17fbriefs-dollar.html?_r=1&ref=world&oref=slogin
When India, one of the world's poorest countries, won't even take a dollar to the rupee...you know the shit is hitting the fan....
Living with my girlfriend has taken some adjusting. As nice as it is to wake up to a place that doesn't smell like beer and vomit, I do miss walking around the house, going into people's rooms to say whats up and taking some of their toilet paper to take my morning shit. My daily routine has changed dramatically...aside from the fact that I need to buy my own toilet paper now...
College Daily Routine:
10:30am
wake up
11:00am-3:00pm
Go to School/Class
3:00pm-5:00pm or 6:00pm
Play Afternoon Beer Pong
6:00pm-9:00pm
Pass Out/Sleep
9:00pm-12:00am
Wake up and start doing homework/studying/eat dinner
12:00am-3:00am
Kick it with the homies/play beer pong
3:00am
Sleep
Post-College Daily Routine:
5:30am
wake up
5:30am-6:30am
aka "The Shitting Hour"....shower, coffee, morning shit (while reading LA Times...gotta multitask), pick up girlfriend's dog's shit...
6:30am-1:00pm
Stock Market open & close...online trade/research...watch talking heads on TV...Look/Apply for Jobs....Cook Lunch for girlfriend and myself....
1:00pm-3:00pm
Visit Beta House/USC P.O. Box to check my mail....buy groceries from Chinatown
3:00pm-5:00pm
Drive back home...Prepare Dinner
5:00pm-7:00pm
Eat Dinner/Watch TV
7:00pm-10:00pm
Read a chapter each of "Law School Confidential", "Planet Law School II", and Jim Cramer's "Real Money: Sane Investing in an Insane World"
10:00pm
Sleep
I. need. a. job.
Had I known Writers would be on strike...I would've switched my major to Business....
faggots...
im out.
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| Old Entry:
4 point O?I don't want to jinx it or anything...
But
for the first time ever in college...this far into the semester...I am
getting straight "A's." At last, the goal that has evaded me all my
life, when I've been half-assing my way through academia, is finally
attainable. I got my WRIT340 Pre-Law Exam back today and much to my
surprise I fucken owned that shit. The professor takes the best score
out of the 2 exams and doubles it for the final midterm grade. So I
pretty much am in the clear and can only improve my score with the
second midterm.That was the only class I've been worrying about. The
rest of my classes are all relatively easy, with the exception of Old
English (but the prof. for that class is hella chill).
It feels
good to finally be overachieving in school. Maybe I should've tried
harder in school and partied less throughout my early years in college.
But then again...I'm pretty sure thats what everybody says in retrospect.
whatever.
New Entry:
I knew I fucken jinxed it!
Grade Report for SPRING 2007
| Course ID | Attempted | Earned | Grades | Units | Points | Course Title |
| MPGU-120A | 2.0 | 2.0 | A | 2.0 | 8.00 | Beginning Pop/Rock Guitar |
| ENGL-400 | 4.0 | 4.0 | A | 4.0 | 16.00 | Advanced Expository Writing |
| ENGL-409 | 4.0 | 4.0 | B+ | 4.0 | 13.20 | The English Language |
| ENGL-392 | 4.0 | 4.0 | A- | 4.0 | 14.80 | Visual and Popular Culture |
| WRIT-340 | 4.0 | 4.0 | A- | 4.0 | 14.80 | Advanced Writing |
Needless to say...I hate the +/- system....
As well as that B+.
whatever. bringing up my GPA....that is what summer school is for.
peace homies.
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| Waking Up Early and Arguing With Myself
For the past week I’ve been waking
up at around 7:00am. This is the earliest time I’ve woken up at since high
school. This is probably due to my new habit of playing beer pong in the afternoon
(right after class) instead of late at night. That way I end up passing out
sometime around 10:00pm, waking up hung-over at around 4:00am, and then
sleeping it away to wake up refreshed at around 7:00am. My classes all start at
11:00am which gives me about 4 hours to do homework or work out. I’ve
discovered that I am a lot more productive this way. I’m normally not a morning
person but this schedule allows me to wake up refreshed because my initial
wake-up time is three hours prior to my scheduled wake-up time. Anyways…as
effective as this schedule is (and productive too), I’m beginning to wonder if
I am becoming an alcoholic. Lau v. Lau
Argument 1 (aka Self Denial): I tell myself no. I’m a beer pong enthusiast and not an
alcoholic. Alcoholics drink just to drink. I only drink to play beer pong. If
there is no beer pong to be played, then I don’t have the urge to go out and
buy myself a bottle of Jack, sit in front of the TV, and start drowning away my
sorrows. Nor would I go and drink Bud Light (the official beer of beer pong) on
its own. The only way to get me to drink Bud Light is by pouring it into a red Dixie cup and putting a ping pong ball in it. Beer pong athlete=Me. Plus I've been as productive as ever. In the past week, waking up early, I:
a) Aced a paper.
b) Finished a paper.
c) Got a job.
d) Completed my Financial Aid forms
e) Made my schedule for both Summer and Fall terms.
f) Liften weights every morning.
Argument 2 (aka Guilt Trip): Yes…because the argument claiming that I won’t drink if
there is no beer pong played is defeated by the fact that I wouldn’t play
Coca-Cola pong, or Fruit Punch pong, or any other non-alcoholic drink pong.
This proves that alcoholic consumption is an essential element towards my
enjoyment of beer pong. The actual throwing of ping pong balls into Dixie cups isn’t the primary draw of the sport for me. I'm an alcoholic.
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