Beijing Olympics finally over...

Finally, the highly controversial (although personally, there was nothing controversial about this) Beijing Olympics 2008 is over. Now, I don't have to hear about the freaking protests by the Uighurs in Xinjiang, Qinghai, and Gansu and the Tibetans in Tibet and Sichuan. Damn, I was so sick of reading these pieces of shit every single day.

北京奧林匹克2008

台灣(中華台北)今年的奧林匹克隊還不錯了. 他們有四個銅牌. 這比2004比較差, 但是有四個獎牌就夠了.

我很討厭我今年的班. 有些很難讀. 有些很無聊. 我想我一定要好好唸書因為我不要別人想我是一個笨蛋.

Rant about Harry Potter

As you can see from the title, I'm just going to rant about Harry Potter.

There are two things to notice about this book: it's lame-ass plot and racism.

First, the lame-ass plot. Seriously, people who line up at 4 am in the morning and wait for ten hours to buy a freaking book are either 1) losers who have nothing else to do, or 2) retards who think HP is the shit. Every single one of the books has the same pattern. An episode of suspense in which some random British guy/girl who happens to be a wizard/witch gets involved in some retarded shit. Then, it turns into HP and his life at his uncle's house. Then, he goes to school and gets lucky with death...every single time. Seriously, who the hell in real life can be that lucky? Furthermore, the spells are fucking retarded. If someone like Jet Li was there, he could just kill the wizard/witch casting a spell with one punch/kick/chop, since the fucking people are too fucking slow in casting spells. Also, since wizards usually talk too damn much, it's easy as shit to just pull out a gun and shoot the damn magical fags. Also, JK Rowling is so freaking uncreative. Compare her with the manga artists from Japan, Taiwan, and South Korea. She can't even compare in terms of creativity. The reason she is more famous is because she is white and the manga artists are Asians, which brings me to the second part about the Harry Potter series: racism. I will freely admit that. The Ravenclaw house is, in the book, the smartest "house" in Hogwarts. This is not the main point however. The main point is that Rowling puts the East Asians, Indians, and Jews, who are the "smartest", aka book-smartest, people in the world, into this house and also makes the point that Ravenclaw members suck at sports, another stereotype of these three kinds of people (to counter this assumption, Taiwan pwned the US in 17 Little League Championships; China is ahead of the US in terms of gold medals for the 2008 Olympics so far; Indians own the US in cricket; and Jews in the US are some of the best athletes in the world). I know that these three types of people are indeed pretty damn smart in general, but she doesn't have to put any stereotypes into the book series.

If I were in the book, I could kick all the wizards/witches' asses. I would use some ancient Chinese black magic to obliterate Hogwarts and its inhabitants. Dumbledore the old fucker can't stop me. Then, I would use some weird-ass ninjitsu or genjutsu to thoroughly pwn the wizards/witches. Then, if I feel like it, I would use the Millenium Puzzle to trap their souls into the Shadow Realm. And as for Harry Potter, he ain't got crap on me. I can thoroughly kick his ass when he was a baby. Voldemort sucks. I could have just taken HP when he was a baby and throw him out a ten-story building. Oh, and to prevent ppl from seeing it, I would do it at like 3:30 am when there's no one there and cast a spell called "anti-vision" or "memory-vanisher" or some crazy shit like that.

Countdown to the end of summer school

So yeah, cell bio and writing intensive (more the former than the latter) dominated my summer this year. I seriously spent a lot of time studying for cell bio, but I still end up with a B+ (so far) in the class. I just don't like how the professor makes each question at least a paragraph long, with 99% each question being fluff. Writing intensive...well I would spend around 3 hours writing my 5-10 page papers the day they're due and get A's on them. I guess my worries about this class were overrated. Now I need a 92 on my last cell bio test to get an A in the class. I hope I do well.

In other news, my family plans to spend Christmas in Taiwan later this year, although that's only a plan. It depends on several other circumstances, like my sister and my vacation schedules for winter break. But considering that's the last time that I'll actually enjoy a break (the next break after that, I'll prbly be cramming/preparing for Human Structure and Function and Neurology, @#$%ing classes), I'm pretty sure my parents won't be cheap-ass and would actually let me go to Taiwan, even if it's just me on a tour, as I can probably get by over there with my Taiwanese and cruddy Mandarin.

So my current plans for my wonderful break (albeit a short one):

Possibly meet up with old middle/high school friends
Watch the Olympics when my dad's at work (think he's "boycotting" the Olympics or something because of Taiwan, but he's probably gonna still end up watching it anyways and even cheering for China if it's China vs. any non-Asian country)
Not study...seriously, two weeks off and I still have to study??
No practicing cello...seriously, it's been a while since I've seriously practiced; my fingers are rusted already; I probably can't even play scales properly now, let alone my pieces; my tuning skills went down by 99% (aka can't tune anymore without a tuning device which happens to be broken); and I'm really not into cello or classical music as a whole anymore (Mr. A in high school just brought my interest level in classical music down from near-obsessed to minimal/none).

And I know that 100% of the people in the world don't give a shit about my rants/life, but this blog is purely for myself...a place to write my thoughts out and rant.

thoughts in my head

Recently, I've been studying a lot. A lot more than I did in my first year at college. I'm starting to become like my old high school junior year self, where I didn't play around or did anything fun. All I would do is study, study, and study. I think this return to my old self stems from the thought of shaming my ancestors whenever I don't study. My ancestors worked really hard as farmers in China and then in Taiwan after Xinhai Revolution. The more recent ancestors of mine in Taiwan would study really hard just to scrape a living in Taiwan. I consider my sister and myself lucky to be in America. My dad and my mom both worked really hard in Taiwan. In elementary school, they would be sleeping at midnight everyday because of their massive amounts of schoolwork and getting up at around six o' clock to walk to school. My mom got into Tainan Nu Zhong, but she moved to Canada after junior high school so she didn't experience any more pain in school, but my dad at Kaohsiung First Senior High School worked like a mofo. I think he once told me that he slept at around 2 o' clock everyday, doing homework, studying for tests, and most importantly, preparing for the college entrance exams that are like 10x harder than the SAT I in America. And at Taipei Medical University, my dad would also study his ass off. Comparing that kind of work ethic to myself, I feel really embarassed for not studying that hard. In high school, I only went to sleep at around 11 o' clock, once past midnight cramming for my SAT IIs the following day. Furthermore, those high schools that my parents got into were like some of the top schools in Taiwan in their days. So yeah, in order to not shame my ancestors, I am now resolved to work harder and harder...up to my limits in my present and future classes.

random stuff no one's interested in

Yeah, so on Thursday, I'm going to my sister's graduation in Northwestern University. The more I think about it, the more I get pissed off. Like going to NU is like slapping myself in the face for being such a disgrace to the family for not getting into HPME when I was so close to getting in. This close . Basically, the only thing that stood in my way was the damn interview that I totally failed. So yeah, all of my high school efforts just went to waste when I came to UMKC med program as a failure to my family name. And I don't know what's wrong with her. She like keeps getting smarter every year. Like in high school, my sister was pretty pwnage at school (i.e. graduating second in the class, owning the SATs, and only one in Irvine district to get HPME in her year), but then she got...even better in college. And like, her undergraduate major is biology, but somehow she does better in her math/physics classes than in her bio/chem classes. I find that strange.

Cell biology. Well yeah, in this class, we learn about...cells. It's so damn boring. Like today in the library, I had to literally slap and pinch myself to keep myself awake and finish the two chapters that I was supposed to finish reading today. Wow, I better like, get an A in this class, or else that'll be really sad and pathetic.

Writing intensive. The latter word is not an overstatement for this course. The first day, our assignment was to write a freaking 5 page essay commenting on two different pieces of work. That was so freaking gay. I'm like shivering with fright on what we're going to do later in the semester.

Back to School

Fuck this. Seriously. I'm back at the shittiest school I've ever visited. The food here's gonna suck again. Sigh. I went down from eating intestine noodles and dan dan mian to eating pizza that sucks. Sigh again. Also, I have to actually study seriously now. Sign once again.