Instability.

Man, am I craving motivation..

Mon, 20 May 2013 00:00:17 -0700

5. Your favorite teacher and how he/she has impacted you.

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:39:21 -0700

Woo-hoo, a full hour and 25 minutes early.

My favorite teacher would have to be my sixth grade teacher, Mr. Calabria. I used to see him all the time up until junior high because he used to tutor my sister in math. He always pushed me to strive harder and to attain things that he knew I was capable of. Of course, having the personality of an immature child, he was always fun to be around as well. I guess the biggest thing I’ve learned from him is to never lose the feeling of happiness and enjoyment.

My only regret is letting him down, and not meeting up with where I should be.

4. The Most Trouble You've Ever Gotten Into.

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:33:06 -0700

Whoop-dee-doo. Late again.

The most trouble I’ve ever gotten into would be the time I received an in-house suspension. Let’s just say..I missed a lot of school and “have a problem with authority.”

Pardon the curtness.

3. Homecoming- What It Means To You and Your Memories of It.

Sat, 18 May 2013 00:20:35 -0700

Let’s pretend I posted this 20 minutes ago.

Homecoming. A song by Kanye West featuring the delightful vocals of Chris Martin. A good song, but not my favorite.
I’ve never gone to homecoming in my life, therefore I can’t adequately answer this question. My sincerest apologies.

And not a tear was shed.

Fri, 17 May 2013 18:57:58 -0700

And not a tear was shed.

2. First Memories of High School

Thu, 16 May 2013 23:25:35 -0700

It’s almost 12 o’clock.

My first memory of high school was freshman year health. I remember that on the first day, I got lost. I couldn’t find room 527(? it was Flavell’s room I know that) and I ended up finding it after the bell rang. Late on the first day…what a great start.

Strangely, the only person I knew in that class was my very own sister, who I sat as far away as possible from. The one person who stood out the most to me, however, was Murdoc Hardy, because he had a gun..I think…some kind of design artwork piece thing or other. Sorry the memory’s kind of fuzzy. Among him, the others in that classroom were Roel Tupas, Angel Lim, Vincent Merida, Austin White, Ivan Wang, Paula Chan, Emeel (sorry not sure how to spell it), and..I think that’s it.

I remember the hot(temperature) presentations in the north gym with other classmates who I actually knew, the usually laughs and giggles that come along with immature minds, talks about guitar during class, and seeing with my eyes one of the most beautiful girls who’s taken my breath away.

1. First Thoughts on Going to College.

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:26:00 -0700

Fuck.

I could’ve sworn the first one one was the first memory of high school..

Goddammit. Brb.

And time to actually write.

I can’t remember my first thoughts on going to college so I’ll just describe as far back as I can remember.

At first, I didn’t even think I was going to college. I fucked up most of my high school career. My grades were completely shot, and I was going into my senior year with a 1.70 gpa for the semester. Things weren’t looking good for me. With my terrible track record, college was the last thing on my mind. I had already accepted attending a community college.

And then, that November, one of my friends convinced me to apply for college. Not expecting to get anywhere, a very ignorant 16-year-old me asked around until I managed to grasp a better handle on the college process, and proceeded to apply to 4 Cal States and 4 UC’s, mainly because they were free.

To my surprise, I got in. To 6 out of 8 to be exact.

I feel as if I’d strayed from the topic a little too much so I’ll get back on track.

Personally, I think I’m seeing college as an escape. I don’t want to call it a second chance because I’m not really the type who believes in that sort of concept. I guess I’m seeing it more as a vacation. A chance to get away from all the troubles that are currently occupying my life. Time to enjoy the pleasures of life, in a location that’s far enough from others, but close enough to come back when needed. And who knows. Maybe I’ll finally find myself along the way.

30 Day Senior Challenge

Wed, 15 May 2013 23:22:00 -0700

kheristin:

First thoughts on going to college

First memory of high school

Homecoming- what it meant to you and your memories of it

The most trouble you’ve ever gotten into

Your favorite teacher and how he/she has impacted you

The best dance you ever attended (pick a specific day, not just ex. “sadies is my favorite dance”)

A time you cried (or felt like crying) at school

Favorite book you actually read for English class

Most fun class

Something you never expected you’d do and ended up loving

How you spent your most memorable lunch hangout

Hardest you ever legitimately studied

Favorite group project

The teacher you hated the most

Four favorite pictures that represents each of your four years the best and why/how

Most surprising friend

Oldest friend who you’ve kept

A memorable job, summer camp, or internship

Biggest regret

Favorite place to be on campus

A song that brings back nostalgia, and why

Your thoughts on your romantic life in high school

Upperclassmen who affected you

Underclassmen who you’ll miss

What you’ll miss the least

A memorable, spontaneous hang out

A word of advice to your younger self/underclassmen

Letter to your parents

What you’ll miss the most

Final word- Your “thank you“‘s, “good-byes”, and final reflection

30 days til Christmas and all I know is I’m not quite ready to let go of this past year. I have so much to show.

Jkay it’s not Christmas time. But 30 days until graduation. So now seems as good as a time as any to start writing I suppose.

Reliability.

Mon, 06 May 2013 20:07:25 -0700

I almost forgot.

This is why I don’t rely on others. You can only trust yourself.

Recognition.

Sun, 05 May 2013 12:42:00 -0700

You’ve come a long ways from the state of mind you were in two weeks ago.

I’m proud of you.

Yawn.

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 23:38:43 -0700

It’s not even past 12, and I find myself losing consciousness. Work and writing can wait until the morning. The allure of body heat has never been greater. Sweet dreams.

Best Wishes,

Ryan Nam.

Welcome.

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 00:45:00 -0700

Hello Reader. It is currently 12:42 AM on the 29th of April. I guess I’ll start this off as an introduction of sorts, seeing how this is the first post on this blog.

Earlier today, I deleted both my tumblr and my facebook. I chose to recreate the former in the shape of a private blog. However, I decided to keep the same url name. Perhaps in the hope that maybe someone would stumble upon this one day.

But yeah. I guess I wanted a way to recount the adventures of my life without it being too difficult. So this is it. I’m not sure yet if I’m going to follow people on this blog, but I know that it’s going to remain public for sure.

Welcome to the inner depths of my mind. I hope you enjoy your stay, and that you don’t get lost or get too scared. The real musings will begin tomorrow I suppose.

Best Wishes,

Ryan Nam.