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New Blog + New Site!

HA! So I guess being unemployed and bored has its ups! I’ve made 2 new sites! AND I made one of them all by myself! Yes. By myself. Customized HTML, photoshop, dreamweaver, you name it! It kinda sucks, but I’m damn proud of it, and this is just the rough draft of it. So I’ll continue building it as time progresses. Okay okay, without further ado, here it is! www.AlexanderDchang.com – YEAH. I have my own domain name. what. is. up.

Alright, for my next site, it’s just another wordpresss site that I’ll attempt to be writing on when I have some spare time. See, you may be wondering why I’m making another blogging site, right? But no, this other site isn’t for blogging, it’s for writing short stories! I’m just trying to push my creative juices, so bear with my crappy writing if you actually read it. Haha. Anyways, here it is – check it out if anyone ever has the time! bottomofmymind.wordpress.com 

Here’s a random picture of the hills of California.

mmm… Iffy topic

Here are some photos from pre-breakup era. I dunno whether it’s acceptable to post them or not, but there were some good photos taken that evening. Okay, maybe not that many good photos, but I can’t deny it was a fun night in LA.

AND on a brighter note, my photo taking skills have gotten better! 😀 because… while going through this set, I didn’t like any of the pictures that I took, but enough of my typing.  Here’s some pictures of a once upon a time ago, in a city down the freeway.

July 27, 2011

Hmmm, I’m not really sure what to say, but I wanted to blog about something, so here I am. Life’s been pretty meh lately. I’m in kind of a slump, I want to say more frustrated than anything. I just moved out half of my stuff from Riverside yesterday, and with every book I put away, a part of my Riverside life died – It’s finally coming to an end. I just paid the last months rent, and the sad thing is, I can’t even be there to enjoy it. So here I am now in Rowland reorganizing my room, and just settling back in. I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m going to be here for a while, but it doesn’t help that I’m not really doing anything productive out here. Just being at home is pretty discouraging. Either I try to do my own thing, and get destroyed by my parents, or attempt to satisfy their wants and expectations, and feel utter remorse by my own self conscience. But I’ve kind of come to the conclusion that for the short-term, I need to find a job, or some kind of steady income to get my parents off my back, but that’s a whole different problem. It’s not like I haven’t been trying. This whole job search and unemployment thing isn’t the best way to boost up someone’s morality. With every interview or application I attend to, my hopes are brought up just to get crushed again. At first, I thought once I landed an interview, it would basically be smooth sailing from there, but instead, the interview process is a whole different beast. A beast that I don’t have the skill sets to tame. I thought my charisma would be enough, but no one or nothing has prepared me for the real world. The professional world out there is amazing, and I just wish I could get my feet into it. I. need. to. get. out. there. If I still want to change the world, or at least make some kind of impression, I need to do something…

Living a Lackadaisical Life

Alright, this is going to be a post of me complaining, so please bear with me while I have my go at this.

Since I’ve been at home, the loss of ambition has been plaguing me on the daily. Before I graduated, I had all these dreams that I wanted to achieve. What happened to all that? Here I was saying that I wanted to go to the Peace Corps, change the world, win a Nobel Peace Prize, become a boss, but instead, look at me now. I sit at home everyday under the restrictions of my parents, broke as shit, and jobless. I went from having infinite dreams to just wanting to get a job and getting the hell out of my house. Yet, everyday I try to fight that urge of just settling for a minuscule job and continue grinding for that dream. But to face reality, where do I even start? How am I going to make this dream come true? If I only had an idea, I would persevere it to no end… but here I am still as oblivious to achieving that dream as I was before – maybe even more at a loss now. Because before, I hadn’t even faced failure yet… not that I have ever really experienced any catastrophic failure, but ultimately, I think it’s the fear of failure itself that really haunts me. Whatever, just got to keep my head up and keep grinding, keep striving to always become better

handicapped hands

Since this might be the last summer I have before I’m going to have to start working and becoming an adult, I’ve been trying to perfect myself a lot more lately. For example, I’ve been trying to set daily schedules of drawing, guitaring, writing, shooting, reading, and just bettering myself on the daily. You know, just pumping some creative juices out so that my brain doesn’t deteriorate even more. So while I’m wasting time, at least I’m wasting time for myself. If that makes sense? Anyways, I feel as if my drawing style has been changing a lot lately. I used to go from a lot of sketching to straight lined, hand control, and for a while, that was actually going really well. I could see my muscle control becoming a lot better and such, but lately, I’ve been doing a lot of rough sketches, and… I guess I see a big of progression in that sense, but it’s not the type of drawing style that I wish I had? I dunno, we’ll see as time goes with that.  Daily blog, check!

 

Happy Father’s day! =)

 

What a wonderful evening

It’s the first wednesday since graduation has occurred, and it’s been quite eventful. I am currently pretty damn trashed. I’m sitting here with some of my best friends just grubbing on various items that I have brought earlier: beef ravioli, mac and cheese, as well as chunky soup. Here I am just sitting around in Jojo’s living room just bumming it. I drove out to Riverside this night to chill with some homies. Last night, I got chewed out by my father because he thinks that my life is in such distress that I have no control of what is going on. I actually agreed with him. While I live within his house, I should abide to his rules. I want to respect everything my parents have to offer to me. My parents have sacrificed so much time and money into me that I would hate to fight against them. So while I am home, I’m just going to listen to them and make them feel as if they raised their children properly. And if I can say so myself, I think that their children are the future of this generation. As much as we are slackers and dreamers, we have some of the most amazing dreams and most innovative motivations that this world has even seen. Well, as I drunkenly type this, I don’t really know what I’m rambling. As long as I don’t see any red lines, I think that everything is okay. So for this Wednesday, I bid myself and whoever reads this shitty ass blog good evening, and…. I’ll continue to blog tomorrow <3.

FW: FW: FW: FW: FW: FW: FW: FW: FW: FW: from my dad

To All the Ones that I care !

The Mayonnaise Jar 

When things in your life seem , almost too much to handle,
When 24 Hours in a day is not enough,
Remember the mayonnaise jar and 2 cups of coffee.

A professor stood before his philosophy class
And had some items in front of him.
When the class began, wordlessly ,
He picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar
and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students, if the jar was full.
They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured
them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly.
The pebbles rolled into the open Areas between the golf balls.

He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar.
Of course, the sand filled up everything else.
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively
filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor, as the laughter subsided,
‘I want you to recognise that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things – family,
children, health, Friends, and Favourite passions –
Things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, Your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, house, and car.

The sand is everything else –The small stuff.

‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ He continued,
‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls.
The same goes for life.

If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff,
You will never have room for the things that are important to you.

So…

Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Play With your children.
Take time to get medical checkups.
Take your partner out to dinner.

There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.

‘Take care of the golf balls first —
The things that really matter.
Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.

The professor smiled.
‘I’m glad you asked’.

It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,
there’s always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend.’ 

Please share this with other “Golf Balls”
I just did…….

Oh yeah

So for those who weren’t able to come out to our week long, “Congraduation Party,” I’ve posted some of the pics on a flickr account. I swear, that was one of those most hectic weeks that I had ever encountered. It would go from partying 11:30 – 4am every night, waking up for class, GOING TO CLASS, grinding through school work, finals, projects, EVERYTHING, until evening, go home, and party all over again. All of our roommates were so beat within just the first day. But hey, it was TOTALLY worth it.

Here’s some of what happened. There’s a cap on flickr, so I won’t be able to upload pictures until next month. I’ll try to upload them if I remember. =x

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