Thursday, November 5, 2009

We need the old members to come back!!

It's the competition season, and this weekend UMBDT will lead a 60-person group to wipe off the dance floor and claim all the prizes in the Purdue Classic. I am only going to OSB, which is two weeks later. Since Joseph can no longer dance in bronze, we are going to compete in silver and gold (for standard only). I guess Joseph, subconsciously, wants to leave a glorious record in his last semester, so it has to be something challenging.

Yesterday we did a few rounds of mock competition at the DTS and realized that once our dance fell apart once we needed to floor-craft. Bad! But we will keep practicing and see what will happen.

I miss the ballroom team that has Stacy and Eric all in a sudden. I hope you all have a good time no matter where you are!

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Phone call to home, and roommate: 2 things that are annoying

I spent my last few weeks on the c++ project, and stayed in the library 6 to 8 hours a day last week. I called back home and my dad said something that I could not believe my ears, " That's the way you should work. You cannot rely on your little wit anymore." I was like... 'what on earth are you talking about!' No matter how hard I have been studying, he just never recognized... annoying.
When I got back home after working on the c++ project for 8 hour straight, my roommate said," You chose that." I had to try hard to represse the sudden surge of anger and hatred.

Just people are being egoist and cold-blood.

Girl in Amsterdam

It was foggy yesterday. A what-trick-Ann-Arbor-is-playing-again awe rised when I opened the door. And I thought of Ichi in Amsterdam. How was she at the time? What it was like in Amsterdam became a very enchanting mystery. She wrote on her blog that all the acquaintances and friends no longer meant a physical individual but rather a symbolizing silhouette of spiritual power and beauty as the distance was so great between us and them. Their existence assured us the strength of will power. I thought of those when I was walking to the class, and her words were so precise in our mother tongue that I was so deeply moved. She should not feel any surprise if I said I loved her-- because I believed among our hearts we and our small group of friends have an unbreakable spiritual dependence that is so precisely love.

I yearned to see Ichi in Amsterdam. I hate to see the ticket price so high.