tired.
Just got back from Christine's luau grad party. Dang those guys know how to party. Anyway I met a lot of really cool people. I was forced to do karaoke with these naturally "high" spirits. Everyone laughing playing Maffia (kind of like clue/salem witch trials). I got to chat with Christine for a bit. Apparently she got me a pencil from VA (haha I was so stoked when she told me) and she's heading to Maui nextweek for vacation. I think she and her cousins are also going camping tomorrow. Anyway she is such an awesome person with the nicest family and cool/dorky friends. Aside from being so smart and multitalented, they party hard. Unfortunately, from the several dozen people she introduced me to, I could only remember the name of one person since we talked together the longest. Luckily our talk was not the debate/distressing type.
Among the sea of nursing students and such Christine's cousin was a 4th year gradstudent doing research in psychometrics at UCSD--fully funded btw. He's never paid a cent of tuition in his life. He is that smart or that lucky. We were both surprised and glad to find someone with mutual psychology background. He and I were saying how we, outside of the lab, almost never get to talk about our work in the psychological field. It kind of makes you feel hungry for conversation. I feel kind of bad cause I caught myself venting a lot of my frustrations and trying to absorb his insights of the whole gradschool application/researchwork/conference/publication/papersubmission/review etc. Hopefully I didn't bore him to death. It was weird and refreshing to know someone in such a field and Filipino. I've never met a Filipino in graduate school relating to psychology, let alone psychometrics. Although I guess it's not too much of a surprise since he was bio then premed and found psychometrics more interesting. What was weird was that he looked so much like a guy I knew in college, but put together and a lot taller. I couldn't help but stare.
I was lucky that he was very knowledgeable in the graduate application process. He offered to review my statement and as I was of course hesitant, he assured me it was no problem since he could really help as he's part of the application review board. You can only imagine how intimidated I was. Aside from his stellar academic track record (honors++), he actually has a life outside gradschool. Yes the man not only has a perfect GPA and GRE scores, but he surfs, mountain bikes, practices martial arts and regularly plays sports. And although I may know this much already, I can assure you he is a very grounded person. Now that is very rare. I've known plenty of geniuses in my day and alot of them achieving that much success become a bit full of themselves or become plain arrogant. He's the type of person you wish you could hate, but you can't cause he's just a genuinely cool and nice guy. Now, will I let him read and correct my statement? That's another story, but I can't stand how certan people easily develop such a high expectation of you only to find a mere shell of what they expected you to be. I think my greatest fear apart from lonliness is disappointment.
Moving along the gradschool line. I had the weirdest roadtrip outing thing today (afterwards, I rushed to Christine's party- sooo tired).I met up with a couple of gradstudents/incoming gradstudents from LMU. We were to meet at Portos in Glendale then head off to LMU. As I got to Portos, I didn't expect the place to be that big and that packed. It was like a flea market inside. The lines were just massive choas and hysteria. And yet, everyone is served at a quick pace with satisfactory service. The place is very clean and welcoming as chaotic as it is. Their guava rolls are awesome too. Anyway, after Portos I had to make the scary trek to LMU from the 5 to the 110 sto the 10W to the 405s. And you know what? I didn't get lost on any of those freeway changes. I missed the very last exit to LMU and couldn't make a U turn to correct my mistake. That was very frustrating. After finally getting to the campus I felt very serene. The place was very clean, very quiet and peaceful. It's a small, but beautiful campus. I was surprised at how well groomed it was. But then I rememberd that it was a Catholic school. Coming from one, I know how strict they are about that. I think if I decided to go there I would really like it. It's so close to Marina del Ray and LAX, but it's also snug in a nice upscale community. It's very relaxing.
I finally got a new phone after maybe 4 years? Reason for not changing phones is "I'm not a phone whore" like most of you people out there who live for it. I dislike talking on the phone. TMs are okay though. So, getting a new one would be pointless as I rarely talk on it anyway. This time around though, although my phone was perfect for my needs, the LCD was wearing out and it was getting harder to read names and numbers off parts of the screen. I didn't want to risk my phone dying on me with all those numbers on there, so I finally gave in and got a new one. This time, it's not a Motorolla, but it's still a flip phone. LG VX8300 I believe. On par if not better than that lame Razr that everyone has. So, I'm happy. Finally my phone is on par with the coolness of my camera ^^. Okay I'm dead tired. Time for bed ZZzzzz.
Among the sea of nursing students and such Christine's cousin was a 4th year gradstudent doing research in psychometrics at UCSD--fully funded btw. He's never paid a cent of tuition in his life. He is that smart or that lucky. We were both surprised and glad to find someone with mutual psychology background. He and I were saying how we, outside of the lab, almost never get to talk about our work in the psychological field. It kind of makes you feel hungry for conversation. I feel kind of bad cause I caught myself venting a lot of my frustrations and trying to absorb his insights of the whole gradschool application/researchwork/conference/publication/papersubmission/review etc. Hopefully I didn't bore him to death. It was weird and refreshing to know someone in such a field and Filipino. I've never met a Filipino in graduate school relating to psychology, let alone psychometrics. Although I guess it's not too much of a surprise since he was bio then premed and found psychometrics more interesting. What was weird was that he looked so much like a guy I knew in college, but put together and a lot taller. I couldn't help but stare.
I was lucky that he was very knowledgeable in the graduate application process. He offered to review my statement and as I was of course hesitant, he assured me it was no problem since he could really help as he's part of the application review board. You can only imagine how intimidated I was. Aside from his stellar academic track record (honors++), he actually has a life outside gradschool. Yes the man not only has a perfect GPA and GRE scores, but he surfs, mountain bikes, practices martial arts and regularly plays sports. And although I may know this much already, I can assure you he is a very grounded person. Now that is very rare. I've known plenty of geniuses in my day and alot of them achieving that much success become a bit full of themselves or become plain arrogant. He's the type of person you wish you could hate, but you can't cause he's just a genuinely cool and nice guy. Now, will I let him read and correct my statement? That's another story, but I can't stand how certan people easily develop such a high expectation of you only to find a mere shell of what they expected you to be. I think my greatest fear apart from lonliness is disappointment.
Moving along the gradschool line. I had the weirdest roadtrip outing thing today (afterwards, I rushed to Christine's party- sooo tired).I met up with a couple of gradstudents/incoming gradstudents from LMU. We were to meet at Portos in Glendale then head off to LMU. As I got to Portos, I didn't expect the place to be that big and that packed. It was like a flea market inside. The lines were just massive choas and hysteria. And yet, everyone is served at a quick pace with satisfactory service. The place is very clean and welcoming as chaotic as it is. Their guava rolls are awesome too. Anyway, after Portos I had to make the scary trek to LMU from the 5 to the 110 sto the 10W to the 405s. And you know what? I didn't get lost on any of those freeway changes. I missed the very last exit to LMU and couldn't make a U turn to correct my mistake. That was very frustrating. After finally getting to the campus I felt very serene. The place was very clean, very quiet and peaceful. It's a small, but beautiful campus. I was surprised at how well groomed it was. But then I rememberd that it was a Catholic school. Coming from one, I know how strict they are about that. I think if I decided to go there I would really like it. It's so close to Marina del Ray and LAX, but it's also snug in a nice upscale community. It's very relaxing.
I finally got a new phone after maybe 4 years? Reason for not changing phones is "I'm not a phone whore" like most of you people out there who live for it. I dislike talking on the phone. TMs are okay though. So, getting a new one would be pointless as I rarely talk on it anyway. This time around though, although my phone was perfect for my needs, the LCD was wearing out and it was getting harder to read names and numbers off parts of the screen. I didn't want to risk my phone dying on me with all those numbers on there, so I finally gave in and got a new one. This time, it's not a Motorolla, but it's still a flip phone. LG VX8300 I believe. On par if not better than that lame Razr that everyone has. So, I'm happy. Finally my phone is on par with the coolness of my camera ^^. Okay I'm dead tired. Time for bed ZZzzzz.
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