Friday, October 07, 2005
nayko |5:39 PM
Monday, June 27, 2005
nayko |5:51 AM
Saturday, June 18, 2005
SOrry, haven't updated as promised. Have been busy doing things like moving out and going to Hawaii.
HEading for Vegas tonight, so cant write much.
Will be back on the 26th, so promise to update then ;)
Take care all!
nayko |11:42 AM
Thursday, June 02, 2005
June 2, 2005, 9:37 p.m:
Last piece of academic work as an undergrad at the U of C submitted.
It's over. It's OVER. IT'S OVER!!!!!
This blog will resume normal service beginning tomorrow =)
For now, though, I need to sleep. For 8 hours or more. If my body can even remember what that is.
nayko |10:35 PM
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
This week has been an interesting learning experience. The top 3 things I have learnt this week:
1) There are no more than 24 hours in a day.
2) Doing work is endless and extremely frustrating.
3) It is difficult to survive on 3 hours of sleep a day.
So yes, I have unsurprisingly discovered that I am not immune to stress. Will therefore probably not be updating this thing till it's all over.
Take care, and study hard y'all.
nayko |4:53 PM
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Every good thing comes to an end. Every day has a sunset. And every quarter has a finals week. Yes my friends, it's that time of the year again, when the dark clouds of academia loom over the light that is "not work". It's finals week, and this is what I have on my plate:
1. 15 page paper for Latin American Economics
2. ? page paper for Industrial Organization
3. 5 page paper for Is Development Sustainable?
4. ? page Journal Log for Drama Class
5. Drama Final Scene (memorize and perform a scene of The Comedy of Errors
6. Indust. Org. Final.
I don't normally like to publicize my work, but there you go. Anyway typing that out helps me to remember what work I have to do too, in case I forget and start doing nonsense like playing pool or watching Naruto or showering or changing my underwear or something.
So it's weird that this is so early, because this is like Week 9, when things aren't supposed to be so bad. Unfortunately, all gloves are off because I'm graduating. Uggh. Just looking at all this stuff makes me not want to graduate.
Anyway, I was just reading this bit of news which claims that wearing the colour red in sports gives a slight edge. Apparently, some guys looked at wrestling results and found that where skill levels were equal red was more likely to win. This result apparently can be extended to explain the dominance of certain football teams like Manchester United and Arsenal.
I would be inclined to say that is [bovine excrement]. My guess is that they ran a regression and found that the coefficient for wearing red was positive and statistically significant. While it's true that the statistics don't lie, it's also true that I could probably think of many instances where red doesn't seem to help that much. Consider the NBA playoffs. The two teams I liked (Houston and Chicago) were the only teams wearing red in the playoffs, as far as I know. Chicago was seeded 4th in the East and Houston 5th in the West, meaning they faced the Eastern 5th seed and Western 4th seed respectively. Supposedly, therefore, these were supposed to be relatively equal matchups.
Both my red teams lost. *sob*
How about the Premiership? Champion: Chelsea. Strip? Blue. 2nd place: Arsenal. Strip? Red. Serie A? Champion: Juventus. 2nd place: Milan. Strip? Red/Black.
So there we go. Maybe wearing Red doesn't always help after all. Or maybe it does? Who knows? Maybe I should try wearing red underwear out and see if anyone shrinks away from me in fear (although if I did wear *only* red underwear out, my guess is that people would be fleeing for the hills). Yes! That's a good idea. I will try wearing red underwear.
Once I get around to changing it, that is.
nayko |9:12 PM
Thursday, May 19, 2005
Like most men, I have at some point in my life been accused of being insensitive. My previous girlfriend, for instance, used to say that I was insensitive to her needs all the time. My initial reaction at the time was (of course) to be shocked and promise to never do it again.
But now that I think about it, what's the fuss all about anyway? When did men start getting emotions? Not so long ago a woman was expected to stay and home and prepare the house for the return of her husband, who, after a day of hard work and even harder drinking at the pub, would return exhausted, leaving his doting wife to make his tea, take off his socks, shave his legs, etc. If the woman had accused the man of being insensitive he would most probably just have grunted, turned over and said something to the effect of 'that's nice, but you missed a spot on my left shin.' And what about the good ol' days of prehistory?
Woman: Honey, do you remember what day it is today?
Woman: It's our anniversary! Isn't that exciting?
Woman: You're so insensitive! You don't listen to a thing I say! Do you even care?
*Man clubs woman over the head and drags her home to indulge in process of procreation.*
So what has become of us, that we now have to listen to our women? What's with all these newfangled ideas of equality and universal suffrage? It truly boggles the mind.
Nevertheless, these are the rules of the world today which we must adhere to. Men must listen, be sensitive, cross stich, and so on. On my campus this week there has been an ideal opportunity to boost my sensitivity, none other than the annual Festival of the Arts. This is a week (?not sure) long thing where art appears all over campus and we have lots of performances and exhibitions. Naturally, I try to stay as far away from these evil sensitizing influences as possible. Despite my best efforts, however, I have seen paper windmills on the Bartlett Quads, Burmese Spirit Houses on the main quads, and (I swear I am not making this up) nude photographs in Uncle Joe's.
I have also inadvertently caught some of the performances, being involved in one of them (the circus) and being forced to go to another for Drama class. There really isn't much to say about the circus except that, as I predicted, it was incredibly fun AND I got to wear face paint.
L to R: Mike and I!
(R - L) LJ, Gary and I being stupid
Oh, and some other part of the circus, of course
It turned out well and I think (hope) people liked what we did. Considering that the first (and only) full dress rehearsal was conducted 2 hours before the actual show I think the circus people did an amazing job.
Tonight I went to watch Seven Guitars by August Williams for my Drama class too. It was one of the most incredible drama shows I've ever watched for two reasons, 1) the script/acting/set and our seats were brilliant and 2) the program was actually written in proper layman English. The program I got reads:
...The dreams and desperations of Schoolboy (a character in the play) are brough to life in vivid detail through the stories, poetry, songs and humor(sic) (just kidding)of his friends, who ultimately discover the passions and spirit that live within each of them.
You see? Perfectly understandable. Which is weird considering that there seems to be an unspoken competition amongst program writers to use as many syllables as possible in one sentence. Something like 'the effusive poetry juxtaposed with the melancholic strains of the pre-baroque victrola are a postmodernistic metaphor of primeval brutality in an urban framework'. (Alert readers will notice that the last part of that quote was from an actual program - see the entry for July 7, 2003). So the play was good and had a comprehensible program! Amazing, huh?
So that was my sensitization exercise for this week, and hopefully this lifetime. I feel so attuned to everything that goes on now. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some cross-stitching to do. And then I have to shave my legs. Or club some women.
nayko |10:22 PM