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Resolution

By my 25th birthday, I want to be in the best shape of my life.

To start out, I ran about 4 miles today, then walked one more to cool off on my way back home.

I also did two sets of twelve 25lb curls and lifts. Not much, but its a start.

The Good, The Bad, and the Beautiful

Written one month ago. Reread today. Posted unedited, except for this preface.


In the early AM of March 21st, 2007, in her car, we finally broke down and kissed, despite her having a boyfriend at the time. After that, it was somewhat of a whirlwind, with plenty of fun, but also constant ups and downs. Then I got sick, and the fun ended. All that was left was the ups and downs. And more downs than ups.

Instead of feeling inspired to be and do my best as I had at the beginning, I felt despised, like nothing I could do was good enough. I wanted to give her everything, but everything turned into a constant stream of missteps. I never understood how the fights started. Everything seemed so irrelevant, but then it was suddenly the most important thing ever. It was easy for me to get defensive; hard for me to take it; impossible for me to do the right thing. As suddenly as it started, it could end, but with each new incident the crack became a divide, and then it became a chasm.

At first I thought I simply didn’t remember things correctly, that something was wrong with me. But I started paying more attention, and it felt like I was being set up. I would be tired and take her home, which turned into me kicking her out. I would be reluctant to do something and it turned into me being mean. I started to wonder if it was all just a ploy, some sort of power struggle. I thought back to right before we first kissed: she had been crying, I felt bad. Those times were hard on her; hard on both of us. Probably not the best way to start a relationship built on trust. But I didn’t want a relationship based on games, so I kept trying. But I was drowning.

The little things that I would never consider became points of contention. Some of them turned into big things, or vanished as quickly as they came up, leaving me more than a little dazed and confused. Things that were meant to be playful somehow turned hurtful. So much energy was spent trying to figure out how to do it right, but I’m still not sure if I could have done anything differently, given who I am and what I knew at the time. I don’t agree with feeling bad about making honest mistakes. Live, learn, and move on a better person is what I try to do.

So, when things started to go badly, at first I thought I was growing. Learning about how to be a better person, how to treat her in a way that worked. But it didn’t get better. The cycle repeated, and sometimes it got really bad. I don’t respond well to abuse. I didn’t want to reward the behavior either. At that point, my reaction offered garnered as much attention as the original issue; an issue that I often still didn’t completely understand.

I often wondered what I could do to take it back to how it had been, when being with her energized me and made me want to be a better person, instead of leaving me confused and drained. I’m not sure if there was anything I could do. I think somehow she changed, or at least the dynamic between us has changed. I don’t feel like there’s anything else I can do.

And usually as this point in a relationship, I would call it quits. I would weigh the pros and cons and the cons would add up. I would take a long time to recover, but it wouldn’t be at all a bad time. I would strengthen many other relationships, work harder, get better grades, find comfort in my strengths. But this time its different. This time I don’t want to give up. Somewhere in the midst of it all, I think I fell in love with her.

Conferences

Are boring and dark.

After two days of room-hopping at the 2007 CRS Conference, I have seen two presentations that I considered worthwhile: one by a German scientist about flavor encapsulation, and a second by a guy working with a company that has developed transdermal drug patches with the unique twist of perforating the skin before applying the patch, allowing drug delivery rates and properties that rival intravenous injection. So, two days, two useful talks. Not the best rate…

So instead of putting up with more dark rooms and poor speakers, I decided to return to my hotel room, watch some TV, do some homework, surf the web, and rest. It was nicer, though a little lonely. Fortunately, Dan called with news of the Toronto International Film Festival, which I will be attending in early September. It looks like we’ll be aiming for a 50-movie package if we are able to split the tickets among the three of us (Dan, Scott, and Ryan).

Long Beach, California

As part of my CREE Traineeship, I am in Long Beach, California, for the 34th Annual Meeting and Exposition of the Controlled Release Society. I’m not too interested in controlled release myself, but I came here for the location and the people. We got in last night a little past 10 after a slightly delayed flight, then we took a shuttle to our hotel before wandering around the waterfront for several hours, returning at around 2:00am. The night was nice and mild; this also means that there were many homeless people out and about or sleeping. We weren’t harassed too much though. Despite our wanderings, we didn’t find the beach (we happened to head the wrong way along the shore; my fault), so along with checking into the conference, I think we will try to find the beach today.

The hotel we are staying at doesn’t have any wireless, so this morning I went to the local Radio Shack and picked up a MIMO Wireless-G router. I’ve been without an extra router for a while, so I think it was a worthwhile purchase even without the current need. Plus now I can blog from anywhere in the hotel complex, and everyone around has access too, since I don’t implement WEP or WPA.

Now its time to shower after my morning job to Radio Shack and then head to the convention center.

Transformers

On Wednesday I went to see Transformers with Courtney and Dan after finishing up some Human Subjects Training for my Capstone lab group as well as some CSE 461 Networks homework. I missed Shai in my text message advertising the event. Sorry. Anyway, we went to see it at Lincoln Square. The movie could have been pretty good, but instead it was pretty lame. It still had me hoping for about 2/3rds that it might end up pretty good, but it just didn’t fulfill. Still, it wasn’t terrible, I guess. And the company was good. 2/5.

Worst Day of My Life

But I’m doing alright, so don’t worry.

Context?

Ratatouille

I just got back from Lincoln Square where I ended up watching Ratatouille with Dan. And, simply put, Pixar has done it again. Another masterpiece in their growing collection of fine offerings, I’m pretty sure that this was the funniest movie I’ve seen in a while and it left me happy and fulfilled to boot. Highly recommended!

Ratatouille Movie Poster