Look at yourself before you accuse others

I HATE it when US - or anyone, for that matter - meddle in stuff that they aren't part of.

The US house of Representatives recently demanded an apology for Japan to those women who were forced to serve the Japanese soldiers for sexual entertainment. Now, that's fine and dandy.

But what right does the US have to demand such a thing, when the US soldiers have been RAPING Japanese girls for the past century? Can somebody please clear that up for me?

HYPOCRITE.

I can understand if South Korea or China or other Asian countries who had birthed the victims had demanded the apology. but US, with its infamous history of repeatedly raping the females wherever they went (read Vietnam), has absolutely NO RIGHT to demand such a thing to anyone. What's even worse, the Japanese have been forced to pay the American soldiers so that they can feed their lazy asses without using US budget. And then they go stealing and raping. And now they play the righteous hero and demand apology for another country? WHO THE HELL DO THEY THINK THEY ARE? Huh? HUH?

And personally (and I know there's going to be people screaming at me for this), I think it's a part of history. Losers get sucked, destroyed, beaten, damn it. Winners write the history, putting the winners in a "hero spot". The losers get to cry and suck their thumbs.

That's life. Deal with it.
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Collegeboard AP = ASSHOLES

No, I really mean it.

It's not about my grades. I got satisfactory grades. It's about the mailing service.

See, I took half my exams at OPRF, because I registered after the deadline Fenwick had set for two exams (Japanese and Calculus AB). That was fine and dandy.

But...

THEY SCANNED IN THE WRONG EXAM FIRST. So For a while I apparently didn't have an address. I was homeless. Consequently, my grade report never got sent.

I practically YELLED at the AP dude for an hour. Then they lost the address and the check I sent in to ensure that Kings actually got my grades. Oh, they did the grade cancellations that was also on the address request, but they didn't bother doing the most important part.

GRRRR. I hate Collegeboard.
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A Talk About "Coolness"

Why do people think some things are cool?

Let me explain.

Children think that cell phones are cool. Americans think that British tea parties are cool. British think that Starbucks is cool. Japanese think that speaking English is cool. Those people who can't go to college think that university students are cool.

...

Having lived in the USA, Great Britain, and Japan, I don't see what's so cool about any of them. Having owned a cell phone for 5 years now, I don't see what's so cool. Having gotten into a world-class university, I don't see what's so cool.

Let me explain.

See, I was on a debate team. That meant I got to dress in suits, complain about time, carry laptops around, drink Starbucks, dash into fast-food chains to grab breakfast, shove donuts in my mouth because I didn't have time, call on cell phone constantly, go around the USA on planes from one place to another, create documents ON the plane, do homework ON the plane. Yeah. A mini-businesswoman, even decked out in heels. I got to wear make-up with suit. Write furiously on legal pads.

Stuff that others might think it's "cool".

I hated all of it.

Suits are uncomfortable, hot in hot weather and cold in cold weather. Worst set of clothes ever to be invented, I'm not joking. Laptops are heavy. In fact, I'd rather live in the world without computers. They mean papers, calculations, programs, and WORK. Ew. I don't like Starbucks. Every morning I went there (I'm talking about 6:00 AM here), I see miserable-looking businessmen drinking Starbucks, mainly to get sugar for the morning (because they can't get breakfast), wake up (from not sleeping the previous night because of work and feeling drowsy). It's a misery-fest. It is NOT a place I wanted to be at the crack of dawn. But I was one of them... writing cases till 4 in the morning, getting a 30 minute nap if possible, changing into a suit, dashing out the door.

Cell phones. Urrrrrgh. I NEEDED a cell phone because I was everywhere BUT home. I was never home on Saturdays, I had to stay after school for meetings, I had violin lessons. Not a happy time.

Going on the plane for business. Can someone explain to me why this is cool? A nice cruise might be fun, but a plane is the most unromantic craft I've ever known. Typing on the laptop on the plane? Sure, might look cool for you, but for me (and other people who have to do that), the due date for that document was probably 5 hours ago. We just want to get the thing done. Most likely those people are also sleep-deprived, and high on sugar and caffeine.

Heels. Yes, they might look cool and businesslike and grown-up, kids, but they're painful if you have to stay in them for 6 hours without a chair. You go try it and see if it's actually cool.

Speaking English. Which would you take? Having, at the pain of death (no, really, I mean death) learning English, or not having the pain of death but not being able to speak English. I'd take the latter, thank you very much. Life-threatening danger is a little too much of a cost for anything.

And lastly, tea parties. WHY DON'T YOU SEE THAT MOST BRITISH PEOPLE DON'T HAVE TEA PARTIES PERIOD?! WAAARRRRRRRRRRGH!

Ah. That felt good.
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Doing Alright

I have approximately two months before I leave, and that thought frightens me a little. I had never left my home before for more than a week, tops. And now... two months at least (if I can come back for Christmas).



As I realise that these people I know I may never see them again, I find myself running around and picking up the pieces and "finishing the connection". Put it simply, I'm bidding farewell to those people I knew but I know I probably won't see them again.



Where will I be, this time tomorrow... jump in joy, or sinking in sorrow?

Anyway, I should be doing alright...
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Laptops

I need a new laptop.

The current one I'm using is good - and it was cheap - but I can't carry it around. It weighs about 6 pounds and I feel like I'm carrying a baby around.

That won't work.

Laptops are so confusing. The smaller they get, lighter they get, pricier they get. Isn't it usually the other way around?

Anyway, now I'm looking into Dell (which I don't prefer), VAIO (which seems to be having a lot of problems), HP (ew) and Panasonic (the one I want, incidentally the priciest).

I have a feeling it's going be a HP or VAIO...
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First step to medicine

I remember when I first wanted to become a physician, and it was from a purely silly motive... I wanted to become like a doctor I used to go to (I was three). I used to think he was the nicest being in the whole wide world.

My motives have changed (basically I became a bastard and wanted people's lives in my hands...) but still, I pursued my dream.

And here I am. On the very doorstep of medical school.

What baffles me, though, is now that I'm all set, people already assume I know stuff. I don't. Hello. I'm not IN medical school yet, much less OUT of it.

...
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First Post!

Salutations,

First post as a university student! Can I believe it? Only four years ago I was freaking out over high school. Now goodbye high school, hello medical school with lots of bacteria, virus, books, and lack of sleep (fun fun).

But for those of you readers (or imaginary ones) that really don't know me, let me introduce myself as - Dr. Grey from Grey's Anatomy. No, just kidding. I'm a 1st year medical student at Guy's Hospital, London, starting this Autumn at the dirty smelly city on the other side of the Thames. I recently graduated from the worst school in the area, if not the world - Fenwick High School, where the snobs who really don't deserve to be snobs go to, get pompous, think they're clever when they're really aren't, and get into a mediocre school that really has no name. Located in Chicago. Avoid this place at all costs.

I have both parents, and couple of friends around the world. I moved to England from Japan when I was five, then to the US when I was nine. Now returning to London to get educated on how to fool patients to let them think that I'm actually curing them.

Hey, I was never a good person. Never claimed it either.

I occasionally model (and I can hear you saying "Why in the world is a model at a medical school? Isn't a medical school for ugly people who aced every single test during their secondary education and never got laid?") despite the fact that I really don't fit in the industry. Notice the world occasionally. That means I don't do it often.

I was on the debate team, went to nationals twice, play the violin pretty badly. I also like Urban Decay.

Anyway, that's my life so far. Really exciting, isn't it? I know.
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