tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34136222011-04-21T19:26:15.944-07:00LifeMemoirs of an average teenager facing the perils, pitraps, and pernicious pendulums of school, sports, and souls.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.comBlogger2791100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1118129136664635492005-06-07T00:24:00.000-07:002005-06-07T00:25:37.240-07:00I have an open notes, open book math exam this morning. We're about to find out how the "ohh i'll study during the test" attitude works out.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1118041387807952322005-06-05T23:54:00.000-07:002005-06-06T00:03:07.813-07:00It seems like some people brush their teeth in a completely random order! I don't understand how they know when they are done brushing.blog poll:How do you brush your teeth?In perfect order; the same order every time.In perfect order; but I switch up the order sometimes.Somewhat in order.Completely randomly.Do you floss?I brush my teeth as follows: tops from left to right. fronts from left to Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1117993737115464862005-06-05T09:44:00.000-07:002005-06-05T10:48:57.166-07:00There's an article in the NYTimes about alpharetta (my home town).Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1117815472194194112005-06-03T09:14:00.000-07:002005-06-03T09:17:52.200-07:00I just deleted AIM. Yes I do blame it, not me.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1117602762467225532005-05-31T22:05:00.000-07:002005-05-31T22:12:42.473-07:00This summer I'm going to be working on developing the first 3d model of the blood vessels of the brain. I met with the people whom I'll be working on this project with today, and they seem very intelligent and motivated, which is so important in lab-mates. I worked in a lab last summer where the grad students had very little real interest in the project, and it made the whole experience very Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1117560615046297182005-05-31T10:29:00.000-07:002005-05-31T10:30:15.053-07:00Oh gosh! Our experiments worked! And we have interesting and new and valuable results! Come to our poster session thursday 3-5, 2nd floor clark center!Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1117079374354803872005-05-25T20:49:00.000-07:002005-05-25T20:49:34.360-07:00Everyone should learn a lesson from nick chan and comment on the posts they read =PChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1116979028828509622005-05-24T16:53:00.000-07:002005-05-24T16:57:08.833-07:00In the next two weeks, I have to write _four_ computer programs, grade 3 times 8 assignments, do two problem sets, figure out the cellular mode of action of curcumin, write a paper about it, make a poster about it, present that poster, prepare for two finals, take two finals, grade a hundred something finals, mantain sanity, sleep, maintain sanity, sleep, maintain sanity.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1116881948061950802005-05-23T13:47:00.000-07:002005-05-23T13:59:08.066-07:00I'm sitting at my computer sipping on a _big_ glass of watered down pineapple-cranberry juice thinking about how little I want to go to lab in ten minutes.My blog is more than three years old. Three years! Three years of posts, probably around a hundred pages. I don't have nearly a hundred pages of memory, so that must mean that my blog knows more about me than I do!Pineapple-cranberry isn't aChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1116840109219845932005-05-23T02:19:00.000-07:002005-05-23T02:21:49.226-07:00I just realized that I may have forgotten to brush my teeth today too! What an unhygenic day. I apologize to jon and adrienne and chengos and anyone else i may have hung out with today.Professor Martha Cyert has yellow teeth and doesn't like me. I wonder why she doesn't like me. Can she tell I'm not enthused about yeast?Wow three posts in one period of conciousness.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1116839237966691792005-05-23T01:55:00.000-07:002005-05-23T02:07:17.973-07:00People keep sending me packages of things I can't use, and I haven't returned any of them yet, so my room is becoming cluttered! Add on to that the laundry I haven't put away yet, and it looks like nick chan lived here.I took a shower today, and I forgot to use soap. I had the soap bar right there. I just forgot to use it.I like lisp. Even if recursion is hard and makes my vision blurry.I Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1116795285915350582005-05-22T13:25:00.000-07:002005-05-22T13:54:45.973-07:00Life is a lot harder now than it has been for me in the past. I was so used to everything working out perfectly and exactly how I wanted it to. In high school, I had a wonderful girlfriend, I was the best at what I did (Latin) without working very hard at it, and I just seemed to get a lot of rewards without putting out much effort. Things are so much harder now. Love is elusive and has big Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1114675030864282942005-04-28T00:56:00.000-07:002005-04-28T00:59:55.496-07:00The moon; piano; three dozen eggs. I play piano and Belle. Strength in the ocean comes from the music of the. F-major. In brillig I like to play Debussy and in vespers Bach. Rich. Riche. Carson. Red. Geryon. Herakles and Geryon were best friends but it's all over. They played together like my fingers. Half-confident and slow ; a butterfly and a Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1113935816378573532005-04-19T11:36:00.000-07:002005-04-19T11:36:56.380-07:00Ratzinger "has been the driving force behind crackdowns on liberation theology, religious pluralism, challenges to traditional moral teachings on issues such as homosexuality, and dissent on such issues as women's ordination."Shit.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1113898403957279992005-04-19T01:10:00.000-07:002005-04-19T01:45:19.830-07:00So. Remember the mission I mentioned at the end of the last post? Yeah. Failure. A look of intense horror and pain tore apart her face before she came up with a panicked excuse....I really want to see Les Mis again, but I was looking online and the tickets are like $200! What's the deal with that? In Atlanta they were like $20. I don't understand.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1113729622581077882005-04-17T01:17:00.000-07:002005-04-17T02:25:59.406-07:00This is a multi-section entry.I went to two different events today that made me realize how incredibly lucky and privledged I am to be at a place like Stanford and how important it is for me to take advantage of the incredible oppurtunity I have here.The question though is what does "taking advantage of this incredible oppurtunity" really mean? Does it mean I should spend all of my time studyingChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1112861363315092992005-04-07T00:50:00.000-07:002005-04-07T01:09:23.316-07:00My favorite time of the day is 2am to 6am. The world slows down as the clock turns past 2. All of those small, usually unnoticeable things like the chirping of insects or the way a table feels when you run your hand along it not only become conspicuous but actively jump out at you as if they're the only things in the world.It's hard during the daytime, when you're being assaulted on all sides Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1112598903947925282005-04-04T00:13:00.000-07:002005-04-04T00:15:03.946-07:00yay again from l(a to h(a!Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1112553990035040802005-04-03T11:46:00.000-07:002005-04-03T11:46:30.036-07:00Abandoned again. What to do. No time for despair.Unnoticed.Invisible.Transparent i.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1111537141116808642005-03-22T16:18:00.000-08:002005-03-22T16:19:01.116-08:00ohh but i want to section lead! i think i will anyway.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1111537016039264742005-03-22T16:16:00.000-08:002005-03-22T16:16:56.040-08:00I don't think I'm going to section lead next quarter. My grades are telling me that I need to spend more time on classes.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1111458963463750132005-03-21T18:33:00.000-08:002005-03-21T18:36:03.463-08:00it tastes like cantaloup outsideChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1111276280771628822005-03-19T15:51:00.000-08:002005-03-19T15:51:20.770-08:00anyone want to play chinese chess?Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1110264145595046892005-03-07T22:41:00.000-08:002005-03-07T22:42:25.596-08:00Organic chemistry is the limiting reagent in the synthesis of campus joy.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1110017478275095232005-03-05T02:07:00.000-08:002005-03-05T02:31:18.943-08:00I've made it across. And to think it was only a frog's jump away!l(aleaffalls)oneliness(--e.e. cummings)H(afrogjumps)appiness(--chase again! =) )Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1110000353756018942005-03-04T21:24:00.000-08:002005-03-04T23:02:26.540-08:00We were walking under a large golf umbrella. The drops started falling---big, huge drops. I thought about chubby rain. I said to her, "This rain seems chubby," and she didn't laugh. It started really coming down. Straight down. The cars on the street pulled over. Movie rain, I called it. "It looks like movie rain," I told her. She said she wanted to go home. We kept walking, past a light post. ItChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1109507189774477322005-02-27T04:26:00.000-08:002005-02-27T04:26:29.776-08:00Why do people study when they can have picnics.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1109503610670637872005-02-27T03:24:00.000-08:002005-02-27T03:46:53.283-08:00Lonely. I blame the machines. And ice weasels. And fish corpses.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1106463446777232962005-01-22T22:56:00.000-08:002005-01-22T22:57:26.776-08:00I want this.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1105176031479775542005-01-08T01:04:00.000-08:002005-01-08T01:20:31.480-08:00I saw my first real, disney-like, full grown and bright rainbow today. It covered the entire sky with its upside-down smile. All the passers-by stopped and stared as if they were watching color TV, many colored glints shining happily from their beauty-moistened eyes. I saw my first real, disney-like, full grown and bright rainbow today. It covered the entire sky with its upside-down smile.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1105147235696559802005-01-07T17:20:00.000-08:002005-01-07T17:20:35.696-08:00Chase writes a haiku.
Time passes with the writing.
Chase wrote a haiku.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1104741799062006772005-01-03T00:39:00.000-08:002005-01-03T00:43:19.063-08:00piano! ohhhhhhh debussy,..............
i wish that learning a song were closer to instantaneous. sure it's gratifying to finally be able to play something you've spent months and months learning, but when a song is as beautiful as
arabesque no. 1
you wish that it would just go into your fingertips the second you look at the music and stay there forever.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1104741577760411182005-01-02T20:53:00.000-08:002005-01-03T00:39:37.760-08:00I go back to school tomorrow! So exciting!
It was nice to have an unstructured, unbusy few weeks, but I'm definitely ready for busy-ness and structure again.
I'm taking 20 units next quarter _and_ section leading! crazy!
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1104317583188839362004-12-29T02:43:00.000-08:002004-12-29T02:53:03.186-08:00I weened myself off serious video/computer game playing a few years ago, and I think I got out just at the right time. I mean, is there anything in the market now that even compares to Secret of Monkey Island or Mike Tyson's Punchout? Or how about the original Quake Team Fortress? No. There's nothing.
Oh and tetrinet.
Playing games is a lot more fun than being serious. Sort of how reading Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1104129882200581992004-12-26T22:15:00.000-08:002004-12-26T22:44:42.200-08:00On Sixty Minutes today they had a feature on my generation, the generation they call the "Echo Boomers," the offspring of the baby boomers. Aside from reminding me of a classic peice of music by The Who, the feature made me realize how poorly I represent my generation, the generation that crushed individualism and celebrated mediocrity. I'm not saying that I'm a rebellious success story, nor amChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1102145613845510332004-12-03T23:33:00.000-08:002004-12-03T23:33:33.846-08:00I'm beginning to discover that the spectrum of personalities and relative levels of intelligence are the same inside and outside a jail; the characteristics that make the jail demographic unique are race, education, and wealth.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1101975444884437302004-12-02T00:15:00.000-08:002004-12-02T00:17:24.883-08:00John wanted a brief history of india pakistan israel palestine, so i'm posting it here
Gandhi Nehru Jinnah Lord Mountbatten Mrs. Mountbatten.
So Lord Mountbatten was the viceroy of the indian colony for the brits. Nehru, a native indian leader was sleeping with Lord Mountbatten's wife. And Lord Mountbatten liked it. Scholars think they even had threesomes. So Nehru and Mountbatten are Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1089165043537371312004-07-06T18:13:00.000-07:002004-07-06T18:58:25.046-07:00What do you get when you combine hollywood financing with pulitzer-prize winning writing? A movie where both the story and the CGI are well wrought.
That's right; I'm talking about Spiderman II. (spoiler, beware)
Finally a hollywood movie with a theme. And a damn good one at that. Peter Parker discovers that his duty to society prevents him from fulfilling his desire for the respect of his Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1088646848949823522004-06-30T18:53:00.000-07:002004-06-30T18:54:08.950-07:00I'm having a great time in the lab. It's really exciting to learn the process by which science discovers the secrets of the universe. That may sound a bit grandiose to describe a work day of pipetting and waiting and pipetting and waiting, but I feel as if my pipettes are shovels digging away at layers of sand that cover a pyramid. I may only be able to see the triangular top, but the more I Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1088207189873087382004-06-25T16:46:00.000-07:002004-06-25T16:46:29.873-07:00I lived for the sake of no other man, as John Galt would have it, for the last couple years of high school, epicureanly indulging in fruitless academic pursuits in fields that contribute nothing substantive like Classics...much on the recommendation of Ayn. I learned from Nietzsche (yes the teacher of Ayn himself) and Freud to dig into my self as much as possible to figure out what was Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1087266961495721402004-06-14T19:35:00.000-07:002004-06-14T19:36:01.496-07:00don't you ever get annoyed by people who nod and agree and encourage when they dont have any idea what's going on, don't agree, or don't really care?Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1087084860582162182004-06-12T16:59:00.000-07:002004-06-12T17:01:00.583-07:00I still have a gmail invite left if anyone wants one.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1086585619282903932004-06-06T22:20:00.000-07:002004-06-06T22:20:19.283-07:00Salih says that constant desire is what keeps us wanting to live. We want things, and in order to get them, we have to keep living. Lucretius says that constant desire creates a situation in which we always want more and are never satiated, so we grow frustrated and suicidal. I think Wordsworth had it right. We want things, and when we get them, we are happy. When we don't have them, we Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1086476000982461182004-06-05T15:52:00.000-07:002004-06-05T15:53:20.983-07:00This year has been good. I give it an A.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1086239573297045922004-06-02T22:12:00.000-07:002004-06-02T22:53:07.650-07:00Concerning Asexuality
Independent
is a euphemism For
Alone.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1086238517311397962004-06-02T21:24:00.000-07:002004-06-02T22:08:51.636-07:00Freshman Year All Over...Again
Impatience, cynicism, arrogance, and loneliness. No. Impatience, cynicism, and arrogance. Because of loneliess. Before this year, for the past three years I had been in constant relationships. Two years with one person; one year split between three others. All in rapid succession. And this came after a freshman year of pining, desire, arrogance, cynicism, Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1085465228652465892004-05-24T22:56:00.000-07:002004-05-24T23:26:16.396-07:00I'm becoming skeptical of relationships. It seems their general purpose is to distract from the banality of existence. After seeing someone watching a movie with his partner, I realized that most relationships are excuses to spend time in meaningless activity. They don't want love, as the novels describe it; they don't want someone they can talk to and rely on; they want someone they can Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1085388872151661302004-05-24T01:53:00.000-07:002004-05-24T22:43:48.606-07:00I put up pictures from the Yosemite trip.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-108494530073303942004-05-18T22:34:00.000-07:002004-05-18T22:41:40.733-07:00I was leaving the library today with a "how's it goin" or something similar to the librarian, and he responded with a "can't complain" followed by something I couldn't hear. I asked him for clarification, and he said something about "lucky karmaic accidents," which I still didn't understand, and I asked for more. He said that he didn't complain, because when he didn't complain, he contributed Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1084312151375882632004-05-11T14:49:00.000-07:002004-05-11T14:49:11.376-07:00Now that I reflect more consciously, I think that my original response against deadlines was based upon my negative experience with the first paper of the quarter, which I thought I had difficulty writing because of the lack of time, but now that I think about, I spent approx. the same amount of time on my draft for this week, and my draft for this week I was much more comfortable with. I think Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1084275294515926052004-05-11T04:34:00.000-07:002004-05-11T04:34:54.516-07:00i really enjoyed that kandinsky paper. and i would have never have finished it without the threat of a deadline. yay for deadlines.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1084268778115686232004-05-11T02:46:00.000-07:002004-05-11T02:46:18.116-07:00college is hardChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1084266620101902492004-05-11T02:08:00.000-07:002004-05-11T02:10:20.100-07:00I'm currently writing a nine-page paper on Kandinsky and "The Waste Land." It's like writing a tree about a cloud and a colisseum.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1084223704899798952004-05-10T14:14:00.000-07:002004-05-10T14:15:04.900-07:00SLE should be ungraded. What should draw me to write a good paper should be my desire to learn how to write better, not the ubiquitous pressure of attaining an acceptable grade. If SLE is ungraded, there are no deadlines, because everyone puts forth what he considers a good effort and turns in the paper after that. The deadline was created to make it "fair," so that everyone has the same Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1084158049816877842004-05-09T20:00:00.000-07:002004-05-09T20:00:49.816-07:00For the majority of my academic career I've just pretended to play their game. The minority is what is interesting, though.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1082982669654239182004-04-26T05:31:00.000-07:002004-04-26T05:34:12.450-07:00Undergraduate studies update: So I've found a major that incorporates everything I like that isn't classics: Biomedical Computation. It's a combination of Biology, Math, and Computer Science. How cool is that? So, anyway, I'm going to be a Classics and Biomedical Computation major, now.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1080019127805626592004-03-22T21:18:00.000-08:002004-03-22T21:21:16.420-08:00On my website I've posted a compilation of some of the papers I've written this quarter. I'll get to posting the ones from last quarter soon enough. Check it out!Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1080016291400407802004-03-22T20:31:00.000-08:002004-03-22T21:21:49.200-08:00I might have to take back my statement that I agree that it's not really feasible to individually change the world. People in high political positions in governments do occaisionally have an oppurtunity to break a historical or societal trend. For example, if someone other than Bush had been in power, he probably would have responded to Richard Clark's warnings in the same manner Clinton Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1079937745018453582004-03-21T22:42:00.000-08:002004-03-21T22:44:52.293-08:00When unsure of a path in life, it is always safe to do what you have a passion for. I really like Classics, and I really like Computer Science [I think]. It is true that in a field like Medicine, I could accomplish another thing I have a passion for: helping people, but I think that the end and the journey are equally important, and I do not think I could push myself through 10 years of biologyChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1079926225379477672004-03-21T19:30:00.000-08:002004-03-21T19:32:52.826-08:00It is true that a deeper understanding of texts can be accomplished by studying them in a classroom setting. But I guess I feel that if I really wanted to do both science and humanities, a sufficient amount of learning from humanities could be done on my own, whereas with science, it seems the amount I could learn without classes and professors could not even bring me to a level of proficiency.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1079926123778576582004-03-21T19:28:00.000-08:002004-03-21T19:31:11.233-08:00I do believe that studying the humanities is necessary to fully appreciate and value human interaction. The thing is though, anyone can study the humanities. I don't need to be at Stanford University to read Yeats, Vergil, etc. I can read anything written in English or Latin and learn from it without taking a class on that author. I do need to be at Stanford University to learn something likeChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1079777721602274732004-03-20T02:13:00.000-08:002004-03-20T02:17:47.483-08:00I was sitting on the couch in the dorm lounge today, and I started questioning why I'm majoring in classics. I began to entertain the possibility that perhaps I'm majoring in classics because that's what I'm good at instead of what I enjoy, and that I really only tell myself I enjoy it because I'm good at it. Then I thought about sitting down and reading something in Latin, and I had to admit Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1077781895239249612004-02-25T23:49:00.000-08:002004-02-25T23:53:38.246-08:00The last few weeks I've really only had three objectives:
1.) Get a sufficient amount of sleep.
2.) Go to all my classes.
3.) Be reasonably prepared for all my classes.
Despite my making myself a nearly complete hermit and slaving away all of my free time, I haven't accomplished any of these goals. I think I may give up and go back to communicating with the outside world.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1077535778121049682004-02-23T03:29:00.000-08:002004-02-23T03:31:37.810-08:00I just realized that I no longer embody the subtitle of this blog (see above), because I'm no longer actively involved in sports. I think I will wait until I am no longer a teenager, which is not long form now, before I change it.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1077020375843723502004-02-17T04:19:00.000-08:002004-02-17T04:21:29.780-08:00AHHH! My SLE essay sucks, and it's due in 5 hours!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1076463551088410052004-02-10T17:39:00.000-08:002004-02-10T17:42:43.576-08:00Here's a story I wrote a couple of weeks ago and never bothered to post it. It's not some kind of response to anything, so don't go psychoanalyzing me. I apologize for the lack of indentations; html is too laborious and burdensome. It's called "A."
A
Evelyn was a woman no one really understood, and everyone, including herself, had stopped trying. Everyone except me.
“What are you thinking Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1075955197312224882004-02-04T20:26:00.000-08:002004-02-04T20:28:18.746-08:00I was just thinking about the nature of SLE section and verbal intellectual discussion in general, and I've determined that in such a context, whether or not one is correct, as long as one has a rhetorically justifiable viewpoint, said one will continue to defend his position against oppositional evidence, which if considered objectively would sway the aforementioned "one." The nature of the Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1072282922470515242003-12-24T08:22:00.000-08:002003-12-24T08:23:01.733-08:00grrrr why isn't it letting me comment on my blog.
grr
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1072250132959958692003-12-23T23:15:00.000-08:002003-12-23T23:16:31.920-08:00i don't want the last entry to be the one people see on top when they visit my blog, so i'm making this one!Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1072248376940811392003-12-23T22:46:00.000-08:002003-12-23T22:47:15.640-08:00I miss home.
I made oatmeal tonight with the instant hot water the comes out of my sink and realized how much better it tastes coming out of kellie's hot-water-making-thing.
I listened to chopin's fantasy-impomptu in the car today, and I realized how much better it sounds coming from Chengos.
I saw an Indian food resturant and wasn't appetized without a goading ahmed or uzair.
I heard a Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1072245038115045922003-12-23T21:50:00.000-08:002003-12-23T21:51:36.546-08:00blog
blog blog
blog blog blog
ever get that feeling that there's something you have to do before you go to bed, but you don't know what it is, nay, it doesn't even exist, but you dont feel...right...going to bed without doing it?
blog blog blog
blog blog
blog
no, that wasn't itChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1072159327125157522003-12-22T22:02:00.000-08:002003-12-22T22:03:05.250-08:00 ::sigh:: i love good writing...i wish it were one to appreciate and command
then i'd be a virtuoso pianist
a wonderful poet
hmm a gourmet chef
err gourmet desert chef
dessert?
whatever
oh, and i'd be able to speak 250 languagues!
languages
maybe some kind of paramour too
a cavalier, an inamorato, a doxy, an odalisque
i would be the first two i'd have to make the other twoChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1071667907699031732003-12-17T05:31:00.000-08:002003-12-17T05:32:39.780-08:00One thing I've noticed upon reading the Aeneid in English is that how, like Conrod, every sentence is so full of meaning, that one could write a ten page paper on each one. I didn't really notice this reading it in Latin, because in Latin, I'm forced to read it slowly and carefully by the nature of the grammar, but in English, now I notice that I'm forced to read it slowly and carefully by the Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1070524374752086052003-12-03T23:52:00.000-08:002003-12-04T00:49:28.483-08:00“Synchronicity takes the coincidence of events in space and time as meaning something more that mere chance, namely, a peculiar interdependence of objective events among themselves as well as with the subjective (psychic) state of the observer or observers.”
- Carl G. Jung
N. American Dance I.
Roman Literature.
Both are fifteen letters. Coincidence? Jung and I think not. Our progression Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069899668132377692003-11-26T18:21:00.000-08:002003-11-26T18:21:40.153-08:00Betsy and I have decided to have (hopefully) weekly poetry symposia in which we each bring several poems dealing with predetermined topics and read and discuss them. So exciting! I want to have poetry symposia with you too, reader! Let me know!Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069653629297448422003-11-23T22:00:00.000-08:002003-11-23T22:00:58.733-08:00"Words obstruct meaning"
--Adrienne N.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069578472167130882003-11-23T01:07:00.000-08:002003-11-23T01:14:37.826-08:00Random thoughts:
I just want to play the piano all day. Do conservatories accept beginners?
Restrictions suck.
Amor omnia vincit. (Love conquers all. For you Plato scholars: note that's Amor/(no greek equivalent) for love, not Cupido/Eros.)
I need to write a happy poem to counteract the sad poem I posted a while ago. Check the blog for it in the near furture.
Is it societally acceptable Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069252224734685672003-11-19T06:30:00.000-08:002003-11-19T06:30:49.186-08:00I just stayed up all night for the second time this week! Haha!
Here's some cool Latin I just ran into that has nothing at all to do with this:
"dulcedine privati commodi sensus malorum publicorum adimi"Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069179443974466712003-11-18T10:17:00.000-08:002003-11-18T10:17:47.826-08:00You are water. You're not really organic; you'reneither acidic nor basic, yet you're an acidand a base at the same time. You're strongwilled and opinionated, but relaxed and readyto flow. So while you often seem worthless,without you, everything would just not work.People should definitely drink more of youevery day.
Which Biological Molecule Are You? brought to you by Quizilla
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069140995167638762003-11-17T23:36:00.000-08:002003-11-17T23:42:57.950-08:00Computer you I castigate
Your crashes, caches, infuriate
When I'm working on my paper
Your alacricity tends to taper
When I try to turn you off
Your blue screen chortles, "miscrosoft!"
I'd like to crush you with my fist
But then this poem wouldn't exist.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1069024684543717922003-11-16T15:18:00.000-08:002003-11-16T15:18:26.576-08:00Draft 2
Reflections on Romance
I left home and I became
A soul encumbered by a hole:
A gravedigger, filling a
Dark abyss, blind, a mole.
“Love,” I mourned, “You swallow
My soul.
Love, celestial winged cherub,
Raining upon my nighted city
With pestilential torrents
Of venomed teeth,
Love, I love you.
Love, I hold you,
Thrust you into my abyss,
Yet surprised that you disappear.”
And my hole isChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1068878431464842202003-11-14T22:40:00.001-08:002003-11-14T22:47:32.280-08:00Let me preface this conversation topic by saying that I have always been
deathly afraid of flying. I had never been able to prove to myself that
planes were safe, and thus, I didn't trust them. This stance is
partially due to my former critique of faith. I had determined that the concept
of faith was ludicrous because I did not ascribe to the concept of
believing something without concrete Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1068878445986165852003-11-14T22:40:00.000-08:002003-11-14T22:41:06.233-08:00Reflections on Romance
I left home and I became
A soul encumbered by a hole:
A gravedigger, filling a
Dark abyss, blind, a mole.
“Love,” I mourned, “You swallow
My soul.
Love, celestial winged cherub,
Raining upon my nighted city
With pestilential torrents
Of venomed teeth,
Love, I love you.
Love, I hold you,
Thrust you into my abyss,
Yet surprised that you disappear.”
And my hole is still a Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-1062734975501674162003-09-04T21:09:00.000-07:002003-09-04T21:11:41.080-07:00
“Saints and poets maybe--they do some”
A mellifluous merchant
Combing un-hived honey,
Weary, into a wax golden jar,
Susurrates sweetly,
Mimicking the gloam, the goo.
A sturdy steelsmith
Hammers a hard, hissing halberd,
An incus, by Jove, a thundergod,
Pounding and puffing,
An ingot of a man.
A florescent flower stand,
Burgeoning, blossoming,
Thousands of redolent colors:
A wooden cart thatChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-3901467022003-06-25T12:31:00.001-07:002003-03-04T17:38:25.000-08:00Serial Story, Installment 2
Tom lay on his bed, watching the ceiling fan twirl. The fan was spinning fast enough to create a relaxing movement of air, yet it was moving slow enough for Tom to track visually a single fan blade’s path. Keeping his eyes on the fan, Tom reached towards his dresser for a glass of water. He patted around on the dresser for a while before giving up and moving his Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-3857017892003-06-25T12:31:00.000-07:002002-12-08T17:19:39.280-08:00"My love for Linton is like the foilage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath--a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind--not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being."
--Wuthering HeightsChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-953579372003-06-05T22:09:00.000-07:002003-06-05T22:09:13.536-07:00 http://www.aclu.org/FreeSpeech/FreeSpeech.cfm?ID=12805&c=50Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-948494452003-05-24T21:39:00.000-07:002003-05-24T21:39:56.113-07:00Yah, it's summer. Ergo, I don't have to do English journals. Ergo, my blog site will rarely be updated.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-945477202003-05-18T13:31:00.000-07:002003-05-18T13:31:49.696-07:00What other people think of you, in any context, is completely unimportant. You shouldn’t change yourself to fit the situation; you should change the situation to fit yourself. If you find yourself being a doctor, and you find you don’t like being a doctor, stop being a doctor. Go back to school. Learn something else; so you’ll be in debt for a while; it will be worth it.
You shouldn’t pretendChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-945467172003-05-18T13:00:00.000-07:002003-05-18T13:00:14.133-07:00 I don’t agree with most people’s definition of “successful.” To many people, to be successful is to be acclaimed by society. To be successful is to be rich, powerful, praised, and married to an attractive woman. This view of success is damaging. If one focuses all attention in life to the accomplishment of these goals, that one loses sight of the present and the self. An ‘A’ student in my Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-945226092003-05-17T20:59:00.000-07:002003-05-17T20:59:22.430-07:00Wow. Cool.
You're Chase. Your knowledge of the Latin languageis astounding and most people would alsodescribe you as "voracious".
Which AP kid are you? brought to you by Quizilla
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-944732772003-05-16T15:27:00.000-07:002003-05-16T15:27:56.323-07:00The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Very HighLevel 2 (Lustful)LowLevel 3 (Gluttonous)LowLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Very LowLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)LowLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-943830432003-05-15T04:13:00.000-07:002003-05-15T04:13:38.040-07:00Here's an essay I wrote for a Latin scholarship. I think y'all will enjoy it.
Select a Latin phrase or quotation and discuss it with reference to your personal philosophy:
I choose to live with education as a foremost goal; however, my goal of education stems from my desires to enrich my mind and enjoy my life, rather than to perform well in school. Ergo, the Latin quotation which best fits Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-936798232003-05-02T17:12:00.000-07:002003-05-02T17:12:54.876-07:00What time saturday is dan's play?Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-933806652003-04-27T21:59:00.000-07:002003-04-27T21:59:21.113-07:00"'Basically we have finally synthesized Aldous Huxley's famous soma. But the chemical occurs naturally in the body and truly does seem to have all the advantages, and none of the defects, of Christianity and alcohol. It's a neurotransmitter, gamma-octo-dopamine,' Faust said solemnly. We call it G*O*D."
Prolonged artificial euphoria does not appeal to me. Be it drugs or religious rapture, I thinkChasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-933803232003-04-27T21:52:00.000-07:002003-04-27T21:52:45.000-07:00I just got back from Latin convention. That was a lot of fun. I accomplished my goal of placing first overall in academics, we got second place in certamen, and I was awarded the Georgia Classical Association’s Student of the Year award. The final one comes with fifty bucks; maybe now I can afford prom. It is gonna be very weird coming from Georgia, a state with a relatively poor Latin Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-933801852003-04-27T21:49:00.000-07:002003-04-27T21:49:11.993-07:00I was talking to someone else from the Stanford class of 2007 today online and learned something new. I always thought that English had never really had a unique second person plural pronoun. But it was pointed out to me that the singular second person pronoun used to be “thou,” although the plural was still “you.” That makes sense etymologically, coming from “tu” and “vos” in Latin.Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-929670692003-04-20T22:21:00.000-07:002003-04-20T22:21:22.780-07:00The river mouth shuts.
Water flows the reverse path.
My nereids drown.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-929669412003-04-20T22:18:00.000-07:002003-04-20T22:18:06.543-07:00Desmosthenes speaks.
Phryne sheds her outer tunic.
The crowd silences.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3413622.post-929668752003-04-20T22:16:00.000-07:002003-04-20T22:16:32.153-07:00Haiku: short, wide, packed:
A clown car: overstuffed,
Yet full of color.
Chasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07954265023362265565noreply@blogger.com0