Religion

I was going through my prayer book just now. Had been a long week, and I thought looking into the book may actually do me more good than anything else. But anyways, i like this book, because it has a prayer dedicated to one god, and though the prayer is in sanskrit, it's translated into english as well. So, I can actualy understand what I'm receiting. And below both versions, they have excerps from the equivalent of the Christian Bible. The reason I brought it all up, was because of a certain line I found. It read " On the tree of Absoloute Truth, there hang innumerable branches of Ramas, Krishnas, Buddhas, Christs, etc. Out of these, one or two now and then come down into this world and produce mighty changes and revolutions. " For some reason this really intrigued me, cos this book was written over a thousand years ago. I thought it was great that Hinduism seemed to accept the other religions and appreciate them as well. Anyways, time for bed after 12 hours of moving.

My Hit and Run

I was getting ready for school, and chillen, listening to my music, when a particular song, that I never really paid attention to caught my mind. Looked up the lyrics, and realised what a great song it was. By my favorite band, Third eye Blind, I present to you, my hit and run:

Feel the speed through the intersection
Sheets of rain I seek out cars
Hands in gloves grip handlebars

Ride alone to the pub in the dark
I get a little wet but I don’t have to park
And the lights start flashing green and red as I ride
A car turns left and I slide
I can’t turn back
I make contact
Blinkers smash into mosaic
Then I start flying

"Always think we get more time
Now flying through the air
Maybe living maybe dying
In this motor crash it's you who comes to mind
Don’t we always wish had more time "

I’m thrust slow mo through time and space
Details smash and
I protect my face
And then I see yours
And go to a time when we just knew

Mister death in the car below
Doesn't even slow
And away he goes
In the majesty of a motor crash
You skid into my darkness forming
Sex and death, heartbreak and strife

Here it comes, my hit and run

Come down hard and roll to my feet
And rain washes blood now off concrete
People turn away and I just had to laugh
Cause I’m still flying
Living and dying

And I’d like to thank mister death for what he's done
Cause I got to walk away from my hit and run
Mysteries are not so empty
Cause I saw you
At my hit and run
But I give no warning 

Love the chorus. (in "s)

Tampa Trip

Just got back an hour ago from my Conference. I must say that was the most dissapointing conference I've ever been to. There were no prospective employers for me, and it seems everything taht we did failed. First was my speech. After being promised an over 100 turnout, I believe like 20 people came, of that 5, my friends. Next my Poster session. Instead of being an undergraduate design poster competition it was an international Biological Poster challenge, with people of all ages and different countries, with an insane amout of funding what it looked like. My poster looked so drab and dull next to theirs, even though I must admit, the judges did say mine was the most interesting. So I didnt win taht apparently. Then came the Fountain Wars design competition. We had 2 different things to do. 1. An obstacle course. Hit a coke can 30 feet away, put out a tiki torch 25 feet away and roll a 2 litre coke bottle 10 feet away, by 2 feet. All using water power of course. 2. Launch a tennis ball as far as possible using only water power, i.e no compressed gas. Distance traveelled over time taken is used in determining rankings. At our presentation, it was obvious that we were going to win. Noone else even came close to our 180 feet in 8 second launch time. The closest was 60 feet in 10 seconds. But nope. One of the guys forgot some vital stuff in the labs here, and hence we didnt manage to build it on the 1 1/2 hr time frame we got. So, some penalty in points there. Of course the worst had to happen and due to technical reasons we only launched the ball half the distance in twice the time. Frustrating, yes. But I wasnt in charge of that part, so it wasnt really my problem. My part was the obstacle course. So, anyways, I'd never tested my design, it was just supposed to work in theory. One team had a nozzle extending 15 feet towards the fuckin coke can, which I thought was fuckin bullshit, except the judges( by the way our College has had the unfortunate circumstance of being hated by almost every other school, due to rivalry in sports) But as it is, I managed to knockout both coke can and roll the bottle the fastest. Then came the tiki torch. I swear we were set up. I put it out once, and walked away from my nozzle with the crowd in insane applause being the fastest to finish. Then surprisingly, the tiki torch comes back on. I already had walked like 20 steps away. Running back, I did it again, and put it out. Looked at it for 10 secs to make sure it was out, and walked away. 2 steps later, it comes back on. At that point I just wanted to take out my hammer and completely destroy my water gun. I couldnt think of anything more frustrating. So there, my crappy weekend. At least I can say it was sort of a vacation. I think we drank almost every night, and had a really great time outside the conference, but in retrospect, I think they could have done a better job at organizing the employer meeting student thing. Sigh. The Job hunt will continue.

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Today Doug took Cappy away. I felt so lonely alone in my house. Noam's away for the weekend visiting his dad. I mean I'm used to being alone in the house, but also found some comfort in looking at my bed and seeing Cappy lying on it, staring at me. Stretching perhaps, sleeping in a little ball as well. But now, the house is really empty. Take away the nice entertainment center we had, and our 32 inch tv, and the only form of entertainment is my computer, and I'm sick of video games. You could say, I'm gonna be bored to death this weekend. Sigh.