Who I am? (to be continued and just plain randomness)

Liquid golden dynamite, so cooler and lighter than the lightest flyest pillow. I walk around with this constant mask because I learned its better to be stoic than show your actual poker face. Seem to be evolving lately, and I used to think that wasn’t humanly possible. A bit antisocial but can be social when placed in settings of people more antisocial and negative than me (and that’s a lot). Lover of all things, and a certified nerd I like to think but not such that I am not cognizant of other issues and topics. I like to do my own thing at my own pace at my rate. I get antsy when I have to twiddle my fingers longer than 15 minutes during the day. I get agitated easier of people very disorganized and spread too thin. Some people can be great multi-taskers but its not meant for everyone, and when I am stuck with that person, I am totally annoyed from point on forward. By the way, I love to multi-task and I am damn good at it when I am focused to do so. Well that’s all for now, I will add more of the evolution of me as I go.

Music keeps me sane in the membrane

OH yes it does let me tell you. Being able to sing along and hum to my favorite kind of music (which happens to be a lot of different kinds of music) keeps me from (and I quote 90% of the time) throwing my computer out of the window or setting it on fire and adding chlorox to it-whether I am in the research lab, at the job, at the crib, or anywhere I am required to be around a computer to get work done (which feels like damn near all the time). So since I started working last week, my mini music collection (no where near the one I used to have) kept the time from stopping. But I do plan on starting to spend more time out on the floor though just to learn stuff and exercise ( but I save that for another day). Today was Marvin Gaye that kept me from screaming out physically when my documents I had been working on kept consistently crashing on me. Oh yes, no musician can be in a good mood in an instant (more instant than making ramen noodles) than Marvin can. 22 hours of the day could have been craptacular raised to the infinity power, but I put his music on, and its like the pain from the booboo on my knee melts away. And even when its not Marvin or anyone on my windows playlist or car CD list, I get a kick of listening to Pandora or any type of online music stations that lets you pick the music you like. 98% of the time I avoid commercial radio unless I am listening to NPR or ESPN sports or something. Commercial radio, just like the music industry of today, is full of this cacophony that I promise is causing the liquid in my ear to harden and shatter into a thousand pieces. Just plain terrible. I feel so sorry for the generation after me (i.e. read 90s and millennium kiddies) that think these current crop of “artists” are the best musicians in the business today and (gasps even ever). The tragedy. If there is one entity that needs to have acceleration to their ultimate demise, the music industry is ranked up there (up there with journalists of today, all politicians, and certain financial companies). I ked ked ked, naw not really, not at all…hehe…well my lunch hour is coming to a close, just as my blogging ways that I have been doing should too, and if I happen to be stuck at the computer for the afternoon for some reason, I think I will kick things off with the Temptations. Not bad eh? It would be Tears for Fears, but only if I can figure out to get access to Pandora while I am here.

I am on a roll today (i.e. all these blog stories today posted below):

So for some reason unknown to me, I have been on a blog roll, just typing my little heart away this week. Some of the entries reflect how I felt for the past week and so are in no particular order. Some of the entries seem to be of like a tale of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde on certain topics; that was because one day I was literally feeling like Dr. Jekyll and a couple days later back to my Mr. Hyde self. I have been leery about really telling all my friends about being starting a blog or actually putting the live link on said facebook page. I know that some of the stories I write in here, I write with an air of deliberateness, in which I disclose the gist of stories or people of question because for strangers out there that may come across this blog don’t really know what I am talking about but the people who really do know me would exactly know what I was talking about. I have already concerns of this, especially in a couple of blogs already I wrote during Valentine’s Day weekend and the revelation that some of my guy friends who reads this will more than likely figure out who I was talking about. I know it’s a risk to take and a real dicey gamble, but at this point in my life, I could really care less because I feel have to get certain things off my chest that is of personal interest to me because for too long, this recent shell of me (post freshman year) has not been as vocal as expressing the way I feel about people, about situations, about revelations for fear that I just don’t want to hear the drama or the rejection. I am so used to rejection and negativity (basis for my young life thus far) that it has molded me in some ways as a cynical, occasionally bitter and unhappy person at times. Now this is not to say that is who I am all the time, but it is partly who I am some of the time. And I feel that until I get into a new situation in my life and start a new chapter of my life (post school) will I feel the page somewhat turning. But until then, que sera, sera.

My actual first blog but I put it elsewhere

As with trying anything that is not in my comfort areas and being influenced by the numerous blogs that I have randomly came across either through by accident or by some kind of divine intervention, I, yours truly, Miss Good Morning here has decided to endeavor into the blogging world. Now this will be trying for me at times because I like to consider myself a bit reserved (not shy, there's a difference) and a bit of a listener/observer than a talker (hey you would be surprised the kind of things people will say when you let them shoot from the hip). And besides, I need a way to vent and say what's on mind on a bunch of stuff whether personal or impersonal to me. Plus I felt at times that I forgot how much I love writing as a form of expression thanks to my decision to go to college for engineering. All technical tends to zap what creative artsy stuff you used to enjoy doing, believe me, I have found that out the hard way. So here goes, it does not matter whether you agree with the viewpoints expressed here, if you don't like what is said, then oh well, I mean there are plenty of other blogs to go read. Well go figure...And at this point and time, there is no point in me getting into the first point considering my eyelids are slowly decreasing as I type this...till next time...