Month: August 2003

  • I would have updated MUCH sooner, however my life is plagued with sorrow so of course, I don’t have any internet in my apartment.  Actually, it isn’t that bad, considering I’ve gotten tons of studying in.  I’m actually mooching internet off some guys (Eddie/Mystery guy/John Lam) who live across the street who have also promised to cook for Tiff and me using their plethora of George Forman merchandise. 


     


    As for news…not much.  Packing was an extremely difficult experience that left me exhausted the first few days here.  I only got really settled after my furniture was assembled (many, many, MANY thanks to my sis and Stan who basically did the whole thing while Tiff and I plotted to kill each other…human truffles, anyone?).  Let’s see…I’ve got some pictures…of the apartment, NOT the human truffles.


     


     



     


    This is a picture of Tiff’s and my room…it really doesn’t look this messy in real life…I swear the camera makes it look a lot more sty-like than it really is.


     


     


     


    Next we have a close up of THE BUNKBED.  Yes, Tiff and I got the bunk bed of our dreams.  Underneath all of that cloth is a beautiful bunk fit for an insane asylum OR perhaps even a prison!  Don’t you just love how cave-y and dark my bed is?  It’s pretty much the exact opposite of Tiff’s cute cloud print, pastel colored side. 


     


     


     


    Alright…here we have a close up of my work area.  The desk, the executive style chair (Tiff’s got one too…when we’re bored, we spin on them…and then we have chair wars).  All of my posters from home are up on the walls so my one wall is a psychedelic homage to No Doubt and Incubus. 


     


     



     


    This is the Bathroom…not much else to say.


     


     


     


    Here is our living room.  Please do not judge us for not having couches…b/c I will kill you…DAMN THE GUYS IN CITY PARK 2 FOR THE OPULENCE THEY RUB INTO OUR FACES!  Char is sitting in front of the TV watching King of the Hill and having a snack!  She’s my Hawaii connection in the apartment (Iolani grad)…


     


     


     


    And last, but not least, the kitchen.


     


    So, yeah, that’s about it.  I will write more later, b/c hopefully the internet router will work!  Hope you guys are having lots and lots of fun wherever you are…

  • The time draws near…eagerly I wait the morrow


     


    Instead of writing some sappy/thoughtful entry about my time in Hawaii…which would most likely be a 2-line post about how I did nothing here, I’m going to write about myself b/c at this point, I have nothing else to write about… 


     


    I am afraid of clowns (Coulrophobia?). 


     


    I hate/fear clowns of every shape and size, harlequins, and mimes included.  In my mind, clowns are just scary monsters that obviously represent all things evil.  As a child, I had this really bad fear that a clown would kiss me on the cheek, smearing my face with paint.  Irrational, but not improbable.  This hatred/fear of clowns extends to the happy, sad, and hobo clowns, that are so often depicted in art, though I don’t know why (probably just to scare innocents like myself).  Even the famed Ronald McDonald is not immune to my hatred of clowns.  Hey, props for the food, but I wouldn’t feel too bad if Clown McD died. 


     


    Well, I gotta get back to packing, and let me tell you something:  It is a struggle!  My arms are getting a workout and my head is about to explode b/c my stuff just won’t fit! 


     


    HAHA!  ONE DAY LEFT!

  • Wow, Xanga is finally back up!  To make up for lost time, I must POST LIKE I’VE NEVER POSTED BEFORE!  Gotta type, gotta type, gotta type!  If I don’t type at a rate above 50 words a minute…a bus will explode!  Hello?  It’s a Speed reference!  Man, you are so sad.


     


    It’s official:  LESS THAN ONE WEEK ‘TIL LA


     


    So what have I been up to lately?  Urm, not much.  I prepare a little of my packing everyday.  What I need to somehow fit into my luggage is currently sitting on my bed, with much more to come.  So…I feel there may be another $25 fine in my future.  Damn.


     


    My BUAD250a professor has already emailed us the syllabus and HW schedule.  For some reason, instead of being bummed about how much work just this one class is going to require, I’m pretty jazzed about it (Yes, people still use the word “jazzed”).  Maybe the three months of doing practically nothing has left me…hungry for something, rather, anything, to do that requires the actual use of my brain.  Not to say that I don’t enjoy my current life of blob-like bliss…I’m going to miss the ease of the parasitic summer (sob sob sob)…I love you summertime!  I’ll always keep you here (pointing to heart).  Whatever you do…don’t forget me…


     


    What I need to do this year at USC:


     



    1. Get involved in some sort of business-related clubs and continue with CASA.
    2. Get a good GPA, and by good I mean, a repeat of last semester.
    3. Go to a football game regardless of what many people call my “lack of spirit” (with “spirit” being interchangeable with the words, “heart,” “compassion,” “morals,” and “decency”).  Preferably the always highly-anticipated USC vs. UCLA game. 
    4. Learn about possible scholarships available to me even though USC doesn’t give a hoot about the continuing undergrads that have no alumni connections.  Thanks, so much USC (sarcasm).
    5. Actually GET the scholarship.


    And that’s about it.


     



     


    That lady is me in about 20 years.

  • Interesting stuff…


     


    Savant Syndrome is an exceedingly rare but remarkable condition in which persons with serious mental handicaps, resulting from various developmental disabilities, such as Autism or Williams Syndrome, or from major mental illness, have astonishing islands of ability or brilliance that stand in stark, markedly incongruous contrast to the overall disability.  Some of these individuals are talented savants.  These are individuals who display savant skills that are simply in contrast to the disability.  In others, with a much rarer form of the condition, the ability or brilliance is not only spectacular in contrast to the disability, but would be spectacular even if viewed in a non-disabled person.  These individuals are known as prodigious savants.  The fewer than 100 cases of prodigious savants reported in the world literature in the past 100 years have shown remarkable similarities within an exceedingly narrow range of abilities, given the many possible skills in the human repertoire.


       


    Traditionally the term “idiot savant” was used for individuals with serious mental handicaps and yet had special abilities.  Historically the word “idiot” referred to those with an IQ of less than 25 while “savant” means one who is learned or wise.  However, since most cases of idiot savant occur in individuals with an IQ of 40 or greater, the term “idiot” is a misnomer.  In accordance with this, not to mention the negative nature of the term “idiot”, “savant syndrome” has begun to replace the older term.  The condition can be congenital or be acquired by an otherwise normal individual following CNS injury or disease.  It occurs in males more frequently than in females in an approximate ratio of 6:1.  The skills can appear suddenly, without explanation, and can disappear just as suddenly.


    Calendar Calculating


     


    One of the most advanced cases of calendar calculating was based on research with identical twins George and Charlie, each with an IQ of 60.  If given a date, they could give the day of the week over a span of 80,000 years.  If asked to name in which years the next 200 Easters will fall on March 23, they would be able to name those years with lightning rapidity, faster than a computer and just as accurately.  They could tell you what the weather was like on any day of their adult life, but they would have forgotten a name by the end of a brief visit.  They could not count to 30 but they would swap 20-digit prime numbers for amusement. 


     


    Musical Ability


     


    Thomas Wiggins, also known as “Blind Tom,” played Mozart works on the piano at age four, and could play back flawlessly any piece no matter the complexity.  He could repeat a discourse of any length in any language without the loss of a syllable.  Once tested with two compositions of 13 and 20 pages, he repeated them without error. 


     


    Cindy is another example of a musical savant.  She is blind and moderately mentally retarded.  She could play any song on the piano by ear after hearing it just one time.  Musical selections were committed to memory.  Her mechanical style was characteristic of most savants.  All songs were played in the key of “C”; no sharps or flats were used. 


     


    Memorization


     


    An example of this is the case of a male who had memorized an incredible number of statistics, including the population of every town in the United States in which the population exceeded 5,000 people; all United States’ county seats; the name, number of rooms, and location of approximately 2,000 well-established U. S. hotels; and the populations of 1,800 large foreign cities. 


     


    Calculating and Mathematical Skills


     


    An example of a savant who demonstrated this ability is the case of a man who was blind.  He could give the square root of any number running into four figures in an average of four seconds, and the cube root of any number running into six figures in six seconds.  When he was asked how many grains of corn there would be in any one of sixty-four boxes, with one in the first, two in the second, four in the third, eight in the fourth and so on, he gave the answers for the fourteenth (8,192), for the eighteenth (131,072), and the twenty-fourth (8,388,608) instantaneously, and he gave the figures for the forty-eighth box (140,737,488,355,328) in six seconds.  He also gave the total in all sixty-four boxes correctly in forty-five seconds.


     


    Another example of a savant with these abilities is the case of a 27-year-old man with a mental age of three years.  Conversation was possible only through the medium of mathematics.  Multiplication of numbers with several digits, as well as calculation of squared numbers, and conversely, provision of square roots, was accomplished without paper.  Interestingly, he could not perform simple arithmetic problems.

  • Well, not much has happened in the way of my desperate search for furniture.  Now I’m just worried about whether or not I can actually manage to bring my stuff back to California!  Last time, Hawaiian Airlines fined me $25 b/c my bag was like 20 lbs over the weight limit. 


     


    Speaking of weight, yesterday, I saw a program about obesity in America on the Discovery Channel.  As someone who was once overweight, and who is still is fighting the battle of the bulge, I watched the program with unwavering interest. 


     


    The program taught me how to determine whether I am normal, overweight, or obese by using the BMI (Body Mass Index) test.  Come on guys!  Let’s find out if you are in the healthy zone!  (Note:  You will need a calculator). 


     


    First, do the equation…


     


    Weight/(Height^2 [in inches]) * 703


     


    Example:  Let’s say you weigh 250 lbs, and are 6’2” tall.  Your equation would be…


     


    250/(74^2) * 703 = 32.094595


     


    Then use these conversions…


     


    20-25 = NORMAL


    25-30 = OVERWEIGHT


    30+ = OBESE


     


    Therefore, if your BMI is like the example of 32.094595 you are obese. 


     


    This test doesn’t take into account muscle mass, so I don’t know how it can be totally accurate.  But hey, the Discovery Channel wouldn’t lie to me…would it?