That was how much I was involved with the protest at Berkeley. Just a photo of the protest (consisting of at least 1000 people singing, chanting, having speakers etc. and yes there were people selling t-shirts and signs) as I was walking to class. I don\’t wholly agree with the war, but like many of the students here, I am apathetic. It\’s not that I don\’t want to voice my view, but it\’s just that apathy of…what good will it do to protest?

Most people I know complain that protests block the passage way of buildings, take away business, destroy the peace. But that is the point of the protest–to disrupt every day living, in order to make the point.

The monthly price for cable Internet is going up. Joy. :p

And it has been one of those rare nights that I leave my computer on overnight just because…CHEEZ WAS SENDING ME THE XENOSAGA SOUNDTRACK (and it\’s good too).

so the war has started.

It seems a lot of people are not fully informed about the intentiions. To show aggression? To show that we\’re not weak? To show that we\’re as evil as Sadaam thinks we are?

stop acting like 5 year olds. where\’s their mommy when you need her?

Berkeley has been very apathetic, but I may see myself in participating in something today. There is definitely going to be a PROTEST in sproul plaza. And perhaps, people will walk out of class.

In fact, my GSI from last semester has officially invited all of us to go \”get arrested\”:
Tomorrow I am going to San Francisco to help block an intersection, in an effort to shut the city down. I will probably be arrested. On this first day of war the stock market is rising. The ordinary lives we lead are part of an economy that thrives on bloodshed and the poverty of people all over the world. Like the Germans in World War II, we keep that economy going by ignoring the violence behind it. I am no longer willing to be a good German and keep quiet.

And my GSI this semester has e-mailed out:
Jason has decided he can\’t go about his business as usual on Thursday, March 20.

Because I am wasting more time…and because Cheez sent me another amusing joke through e-mail…

An old man was sitting on a bench at the mall. A young man walked up to the bench and sat down. He had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, blue, and yellow. The old man just stared. Every time the young man looked, the old man was staring.

The young man finally said sarcastically, \”What\’s the matter old timer, never done anything wild in your life?\”

Without batting an eye, the old man replied, \”Got drunk once and had sex with a parrot. I was just wondering if you were my son.\”

After work, I went to Aaron\’s new studio to help him…with…TADA…his internet connectivity problem.

This is where I learned that Windows has too many stupid quirks (thanks naim). After about three hours of twiddling with this and that, I had to settle for a dreaded reformat. Good though, because I got paid pho and cranberry juice! And while I probably may have wasted my evening browsing the web aimlessly (no pun intended)…I actually got ideas for my paper.

WHICH I HAVEN\’T FINISHED YET. >:O

As a last method of procrastination, I have decided to BLOG!!!!

This is the one reason that I have not finished a single assignment. It\’s silly, but whoa, does it make you feel good when you find the answer!!!

I don\’t know why I have been so unmotivated lately to do any work. It\’s there waiting. And it\’s not like it is so complex that I cannot finish it (ahem, besides perl…how did I get myself into that class again?). And the topics for my cog sci paper is interesting, considering that I have argued a lot with people over the concept of a \”friend\”. (Yes, my paper is on the contest category of \”friend\”–what makes someone a friend? people often introduce aquaintances as friends. are people you hang out with only in groups a friend? post comments about there here!) And…caution: more demovitation ahead.

Of all places, I found some good sayings in a…Chinese newspaper my dad was reading.

Save water. Shower with your SO.

Love is photogenic. It needs darkness to develop.

God made relatives. Thank God we can choose our friends.

Children in backseats cause accidents. Accidents in backseats cause children.

Hard word never killed anybody, but why take the risk?

There should be a better way to start a day than waking up every morning.

A dress is like a barbed fence–it protects the premises without restricting the view.

I bought daffodils last Friday and apparently I have forgotten about them. whooops.

And speaking of which…it\’s the return of the Friday Five (although today is saturday…)!

1. Do you like talking on the phone? Why or why not?
I used to dislike the very thought of picking up a piece of plastic and use it to communicate with somebody. But I have gotten used to it. It\’s better than talking to someone online, because on the phone, more of the real person is reflected. You can hear the tone. You can hear the intention in the voice. Everything but the image is there.

2. Who is the last person you talked to on the phone?
My sister. She called my apartment phone on the way back from her review session. We talked about random stuff. It\’s always interesting to talk to her on the phone. No silences. No gaps. It\’s like an immediate understanding. YO LADY. And surprisingly, yesterday I basically sat back and listened to her complain about her former friends. *pat pat lady!*

3. About how many telephones do you have at home?
In my apartment, I have a phone (with an answering machine) and my roommate has her own phone in her room. Then I have my cellphone that has no reception in my apartment. And my roommate has her own cell. At my house, there is a phone upstairs in my parents\’ bedroom and one in their \”office\” aka play room. Then there is one downstairs in the kitchen. There\’s no phones on my sister and my floor at all although there\’s a total of three phone jacks there. One jack to the regular line in each of our rooms. Then a jack to a private line for the sweet nectar of the internet…

4. Have you encountered anyone who has really bad phone manners? What happened?
I think that would be me? :) I know when I call my friends now, i expect them to recognize who I am. And because I got influenced heavily by a former friend, I sometimes spontaneously say, \”OKAY BYE.\” I know it probably is harsh to some people…but timid as I am…i don\’t know what\’s the best way to say \”good bye\”.

5. Would you rather pick up the phone and call someone or write them an e-mail or a letter? Why or why not?
It depends on the situation. If it\’s of importance (I 8 U. U 8 ME. I THINK WE SHOULD TALK or I want to know how you\’re feeling), I would normally call. For work, I usually call because I want an immediate response. Writing a letter means a slow response. I write an e-mail when I want to be as articulate as possible. But I find it much better to talk to anybody on the phone, because it means both people are really aware and..active.

Last year when Seth told me he drank to wash his life away (and I never know whether he\’s being serious or not), it seemed fine. It was his thing. But when I see it that happen to people who normally never do it, it\’s depressing to me. And all at once pathetic.