Jenny-fa

In my conversations with various classmates regarding their college choices and ambitions, I've often heard repeated the phrases:

"My parents are forcing me to major in…"

"My parents want me to attend…"

"I applied to this school/major only because my parents…"

"My parents told me there'd be no money in that career… so they want me to major in…"

The frequency of this type of response (accompanied by a look of supreme glumness/disgruntlement) was astounding. In addition, I noted two things:

1. The people who responded this way were all (I suppose not surprisingly) ethnic Asians, and
2. Even though they were clearly displeased/unenthusiastic, they're actually following their parents' orders.

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So, at the end of today's episode ("Saviors"), the patient is saved, Cameron and Chase decide to get married, and scenes are flashed in a traditional montage of lovey-dovey bliss. The ending coda concludes with one of those trademark piano sequences of House, the brilliant diagnostician unwinding after a busy day, jauntily plinking out the strains of "Georgia on My Mind" in the warm, familiar confines of his apartment. He even picks up a harmonica and performs an impressive one-man duet. Then, in an uncharacteristic violation of House musical tradition, he looks up at the camera and freezes mid-smug smile. Holy shit! Amber is there, giving him one of those uncanny back-from-the-dead smirks! Then she leans down and whispers seductively in House's shocked ear: "You're definitely not losing it."

Hahahaha.

"House Divided" looks like a riot.

TWO WEEKS?!? TWO WEEKS UNTIL THE NEXT EPISODE?? GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH—!

HOLY SHIT. TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES IS THE BEST SHOW ON TELEVISION.

For those of you who follow the show (and haven't seen this episode), don't read any further.

THE CONCLUSION OF THE SEASON FINALE CHANGES EVERYTHING.

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April 21, 2008

Dear Fa,

I must have slept only two and a half hours last night. My sleeping pattern somehow shifted two to three hours ahead [crossings out] over the weekend, so that I now only feel drowsy around 4:00 am. I wanted to skip school again today, but I have an AP Chemistry test…

But I'm nearly failing that class at the moment…

Why am I writing about myself? I suppose you must remember all this, being in the future… what would be really useful right now is if I received a letter from my future self, instead of the other way around… maybe you could tell me who wins the presidential election.

I finally figured out how to [change] the current directory in the command prompt yesterday. The command is cd! For "[change] directory"…

There's still something wrong with the Java installation, though…

I don't want to go to college, I don't want to be at school… my friends' interest in me is at most superficial, and I really would rather not… see that person again.

Mortality is sad. Hopefully I can get diagnosed soon.

Take care.

Yours sincerely,
[Jenny-fa]

Just today during lunch, a bunch of my friends and I were complaining about Taub getting too much screen time. "They're taking turns," we said. "Kutner needs some next."

Well, Kutner got it today. His character committed suicide.

The Fox Web site set up a special memorial page for Kutner.

This is so depressing. Why the hell did he do it? Why the hell did Fox do it?