Thanksgiving

I went home this Thanksgiving break, and most people seem to be suprised by that. If you know me well, and I assume you are if you are reading this, you should know I go back to Houston about as often as it snows in Austin, which is not very often. My aunt, who was the host for the family Thanksgiving meal, didn't even expect me to be there and was surprised when I showed up at her door. Thanksgiving is traditionally a time for family to get together and that's not something I do very often. A lot of people have asked me why I don't like to go home and get together with my family, and I never gave them an answer. The truth is, I really don't have an answer myself, I just know everytime I go back to Houston, I feel bad. It's just a sense of depression that's associated with Houston and I can't pinpoint the source of that feeling. So after a little bit of soul searching, I think I found an possible answer.

Answer #1 - Houston, for me, has a sense of romance that's assoicated with the city. It's the place where I spent my high school years, an age of innocence, a time when I was not jaded by life and relationships. Going back to Houston reminds me of a time when I was happy and how I will never go back to the way it was. Just being carefree and happy, without a sense of worry. It was a time when life was simple, you don't have to worry about finding a job, paying the bill and picking classes. You just wake up, go to class, and chill with friends.

I am whining, I know, it comes with holiday season, they call it the holiday blue?

It is about Time

You would think after SIX years of practice, my time management skill should improved by a lot. But like Shaq's free throw shooting, my time management is going no where. My working pattern consists of a lot of downtimes, short bursts of study/work and back to a lot of downtime, then repeat. One of these days, it's gonna come back and bit me on the butt, what am I talking about, it has came back and bit my butt many times already.

Here are some good news for U.T.-Austin, which is kinda weird, I know UT is a good school, but that ranking seems to be off the scale. But again, you won't find a school that's more diversed than good'o UT. I have to admit that my school pride has been on a huge surge ever since I graduated, I follow the games more closely, actually read the school news letters and actually considering about joining the Texas Ex group.

Be the best

No one is going to read this, at least not the first one, I suppose some of you will eventually read this but this is not intend for anyone to read.

I always question myself why do people keep a thing like this for everyone to read. If your friends care about you, they would actually take the time and effort to call you up or give you a quick IM to see how you are doing. And for all the private thoughts and feelings, it is better to be kept behind the cover of a actual journl, hidden away from the public eyes. But I suppose this is the future of a long standing tradition, people whine and bitch about their lives. People say blog can open yourself to millions of web-surfers around the world, you can share your ideas, dreams and fears, but we all know better than that. No one is going to read this, a random person is not going to spend their life reading about your boring life. His time is better spent on looking for more interesting things online, things like news and sexually suggestive pictures.

I wrote for another 100 words but decided to delete them, so you will never know what i wrote about.