Monday, June 29, 2009

her world collapsed early sunday morning.

not knowing where to call home, where you belong, where you'll feel most welcome. not knowing where will _feel_ like home.

there's knowing where you need to be. it's where someone needs to be for something important like school or a job location that you've been sent to. it's not exactly somewhere you've chosen to be because of it's location necessarily or that you really know much about it. but it's somewhere you end up because life choices have led you there by assignment. i'm in pittsburgh for most of year because i need to be. it's where i applied to and ended up in university. i don't love the place, and given the option, i don't think i'd choose to move there for any other reason, but it's where i've ended up because of previous life and career decisions. it made sense at the time, and i had no real objections to it. i don't mind it.

there's knowing where you should be. it's where your family is, where your roots are. again, this location is not really by your own choices, but by the luck of the draw. it's where choices before you were made and so you ended up there. for awhile, it happens to be where it makes sense to go back to whenever you need somewhere to go. even though i was brought up for most of my life in hong kong, it doesn't mean that, given the choice, i would choose to move there just because i feel like it. it just happens to be where i go back to because i still have family there. i like the city scene, but i could never live directly in one. i like peace and quiet, but i can't be that removed. hk isn't exactly a place that automatically brings images of sprawling, tranquil suburbs to mind. it's not where i'd choose to be, but again, it makes sense from time to time. and i don't mind it. in small doses.


then there's knowing where you want to be. or where you thought you did. it's the place you've come to love, and the place you've come to feel happy to come back to. it's completely voluntary and under your control. and because of this, it's where you feel most free. it's where you want to fit in because it all makes sense to you now, in the moment. it's not really describable. there aren't really any tangible reasons. but it's what you want. i've come to really like boston, maybe even love it. having only spent two years here at the end of high school, that may sound a little strange and rash. but hey, i don't know what it is. i've come back every break since, no matter how long or short that visit has been. whereas in hk, i barely know anyone anymore, i still have friends here and people i somewhat know. whereas pittsburgh is there for school, here i can live a little less stressed in a place that has come to be more and more familiar to me as time has gone by.

but what if all those distinctions change? what if where you need to be ceases to really feel like a necessity to you anymore because you see another way? what if where you should be has just suddenly turned into somewhere you don't want to be? and what if the situation where you want to be has changed to the point where you wonder why on earth it was that you wanted to come back here in the first place? distinctions have been altered to the point where the lines defining your reasons are blurred. one reason has morphed into another and what was a "need" became a "should", what you "should" you don't want to think about, and what you "want" just doesn't feel right and has become just that little bit bleaker.

do you stay, figure out what changed, and fix it? or do you move on to find new places to fit those distinctions?

i mean, i'm pretty adventurous with some things. but i have to admit that latter option doesn't really do much except scare, intimidate and stress the bejeezus out of me. is that a life decision/choice dictating what my next step could potentially be?

i think it just might be.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Up!

After holding off in NY with Anna and seeing 'Angels & Demons' instead. I finally saw it a couple of nights ago!!

Don't worry. No spoiling details in case you haven't seen it yet. Well, okay. Minimal details.

It's probably the first Disney [albeit Pixar] villain that's actually evil in awhile. Sitting through this movie, I kept getting the feeling that this Disney-Pixar production was significantly darker than recent previous animations. This was probably because, other than the initial somewhat sadness-inducing sequence of scenes depicting Carl's [the main character's] life with his wife, Ellie, until she dies, the main villain in the movie, Charles Muntz, is actually...well...a villain.

As Disney has developed their animated movies, with the additional influence of overprotective, paranoid parents complaining about the overly dark nature of the bad guys in the movies they were taking their kids to see, these supposed "evil" characters transitioned from actually evil, almost-psychotic Ursula [Little Mermaid] and Cruella de Vil [101 Dalmatians], to honestly just plain stupid. They're not longer evil because of their villainous intentions, but are labelled bad guys purely because their being dumb and the dumb things they do happen to have a negative effect for all involved à la Prince John [Robin Hood], Captain Hook [Peter Pan].

Up! changes this somewhat. I'm not sure it counts as a 3D animated made in conjunction with Pixar, but its a refreshing change. Muntz' active evilness to get what he wants by any means necessary is certainly a welcome upgrade, although I'm curious to see what parents think of this new childhood-hero-turned-psycho-killer-over-some-bird character when they take their kids to go see what they expect to be yet another cookie-cutter Disney-Pixar production.

At least Disney-Pixar writers got the right idea in terms of balancing darkness with some sweet sugary goodness...in the form of five bajillion talking puppies running around everywhere, who, although are there to do Muntz' bidding, still hold onto that puppy innocence that allows them to be distracted by the simplest pleasures of a squirrel or a tennis ball. Best of all is Dug, the first and awesomest talking pup of them all! From whom I've also learnt a nice, new trick or two to use myself. POINT!! I wish that stuffed Dug toy at the Disney store wasn't so expensive. Dug and Russell, the little asian boy scout who helps Carl along his way to Paradise Falls, provide perfect comedic counterpoints to Muntz' psycho, house-burning bird-search rampage.

I also want a Kevin.

Friday, June 26, 2009

my life according to google.

type in the following and choose from the first page
1: type in "[your name] needs" in the google search:
ginie needs help...
yarp.

2: type in "[your name] looks like" in google search:
ever wonder what an evil genie looks like?!
haha. ouch.

3: type in "[your name] hates" in google search:
ginie hates dr. robotnik's applesauce!!
ew.

4: type in "[your name] goes" or "..has gone" in google:
ginie goes completely batshit insane
HAHAHAH!! YES!!

5: type in "[your name] loves" in google search:
ginie loves johnny.
oops.

6: type in "[your name] eats" in google search:
ginie eats breakfast for breakfast.
on another note. most of the other choices were where people _really_ couldn't spell guinea pig. ie. ginie pig.

7: type in "[your name] has" in google search:
ginie has been there...
deep. no, seriously. where have i been?

8: type in "[your name] works" in google:
how ginie works.
huh. i should find that manual.

9: type in"[your name] lives" in google search:
the ginie lives.
why, yes. yes, i do.

10: type in "[your name] died" in google search:
ginie died in the jungle serving orphans.
seriously! again! g-u-i-n-e-a! not g-i-n-i-e!

11: type in "[your name] will" in google:
ginie will show you techniques that can turn you into a dynamic teasing flirt!
ooh babyyy...

Thursday, June 25, 2009

huck. bid. pillage. and burn.

i'm on a team for the summer. which makes it my team in the sense that its the team i've chosen to commit myself to for the summer and do what i can to better them. but it's also not. i'm not one of them yet. i'm just a tag-along for now.

but unfortunately, that doesn't do anything to stop the frustration i feel with this team. i haven't been given the chance to play the positions i normally play, the ones i'm most comfortable playing, nor the ones that i play best in. they're the positions that i play best, and therefore, they're the ones that i feel like, had i been playing them, would be most beneficial to the team. i think.

i'm now stuck feeling like they're getting the wrong idea about how strong a player i am. i actually feel like i'm being treated like a rookie. it feels like shit and i honestly didn't think i'd have to deal with that again. but at the same time, because i tend to try to consider both sides of every situation, i've forced myself to believe that the captains know what they're doing and have possibly made these decisions because i had made it known that i could be pretty versatile on the field and that i could potentially do it better than other people in this position. it just doesn't help that, in the last game we had, i was stuck playing a position that i've basically decided i hate. i hated it in high school, hated it with the hkupa, and hated it in college. also not helped by the fact that i literally have not been a popper/cutter in a zone in years. i'm rusty. it just makes me feel more useless and more like a rookie.

i think, of how frustrated i'm getting with merge, what bothers me most is that i don't like that i feel this way. they're a good group of people, all fun and whatnot. so i don't know how to deal with this frustration. i like the team, they're fun, and i want to be able to better the team and help them as much as i can. i just don't think i'm being given that opportunity.

i'm hoping things will work out after a couple more practices. or at least when i get to know the other captains better and just talk to them about it. i can't let it get to me. i don't want to do something i'll regret later. i want to play ultimate. i want to have fun doing it. i need a way that'll let me do that.

-------------------------------------edit------------------------------------------

so this overall position may have changed a little. i haven't quite decided if it's better yet, but we'll see.

on the other hand. holy hell, that was probably one of the worst feeling practices ever. i think i've only ever been that pissed off at a practice once. bad decisions were made, good decisions were screwed up by skewed fundamental skills, there was a general lack of effort. the only part i can look back on happily [or at least happiER-ly] was getting to handle, actively, for a good part of the main endzone drill. that felt good. even suicides and burpees at the end were more fun than the rest of practice put together. damn.

*crosses fingers*

dear god, i hope this works out...

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

never regret what once made you smile.

i'm indecisive in most things in my life. but regret is probably one of those things where it happens the most. as weird as it sounds seeing as regret isn't exactly a situation in itself so therefore its a little hard to define where the deciding factor comes in, but oh well. that's me. weird.

what do you do when you come to think you're regretting something, but upon further thought, there are still happy and positiv
e aspects to that which you think you regret? do you just stick to your guns and concluded that it was _overall_ a regrettable situation? or do you then, like me, come to a crossroads of regret versus then feeling a little bad because it wasn't _all_ regrettable?

when i can acknowledge that i absolutely 100% regret something, i know i can then just go ahead and cut whatever caused that to happen out of my life and not have it happen again. but at a crossroads, what do you do? you can't cut it out because parts of it made you happy. you can't just leave it in as is because it still made you miserable at some point or another.


"never regret what once made you smile" - can't do it. more than likely what made me smile also made me cry. let's call it 50-50.


step 1 :: get bored out of your mind


step 2 :: try everything possible to resolve step 1.

step 3 :: give up.

step 4 :: fuck it. start a blog.

step 5 :: see how it goes before letting anyone know of the epic fail that is your life that led to this god-awful thing.






sweet.