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May. 6th, 2012 | 07:14 pm
mood: amused amused

Greg: The Lateral Geniculate Nucleus of the Thalamus is divided into 6 layers.  The first two are Magnocelluar, the next 4 are Parvoceullar.  In between is the koniocellular layers.

Me: Yeah, I see that on the pic there.

Greg: So 1, 4, and 6 are contralateral and 2, 3, and 5 are ipsilateral. 

Me; Yup, see that track there.

Greg: So how do we remember this?

Me: Star Wars.  Episode 1, 4, and 6 the Jedi (Resistance) wins.  Episode 2, 3, and 5 the Empire wins.

Greg: What about the Magno and the Parvo?

Me: Oh that's easy, episode 1 and 2 had huge budgets, 3 had a smaller one cuz 1 and 2 sucked and 4, 5, and 6 were smaller budget films.

Greg:  Ok....

Me: And you can remember it's visual cuz it's all visual effects and eye candy.


Me: Yup, studying with me is awesome.

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Apr. 19th, 2012 | 11:57 am

I tried to call my mom to tell her about me getting some scholarships at school...

She is convinced that a D.O. is not a medical doctor but a chiropractor (because that is the literal translation in Chinese, it's bone doctor which is the same thing as chiropractor.

I said that she should be happy for me and that a D.O. is a real doctor, not what she said and if she TRUSTED me then she should BELIEVE me.

Before this I have repeatedly tried (on at least 3-4 occasions) to tell her what a D.O. does, each time she said she didn't understand and didn't have the time to care.

I told her that D.O. get the same state license and take the same tests as M.D. then she went all over me about why have a different letter if it's a medical doctor, why not just say M.D. for both.  I tried to tell her that the schools are not the same and the training is different slightly and she said, well if the training is different then they're not a medical doctor! (In her mind, someone who sees patients, writes prescriptions, and runs a practice.)  I tried to tell her that D.O. get more hands on training, about 300 hours more during school and she said, so? They are still not medical doctors.

After about an hour of this I was angry and crying and sobbing because all I wanted was for her to be happy for me and congratulate me.

I tried wikipedia, she said she didn't understand the English, and did I have a Chinese website she could read, and I told her that the one Chinese website I found, she said it said chiropractor (back to square 1).  I told her that they don't have D.O. in China, it's a mostly Euro-US thing.

More arguing, tears, sobbing ensued.  I gave up and just asked her to believe me and tell me she's happy for me.  She said she couldn't be happy for me since I made her so angry.  That I'm not a doctor until I have my own practice and she doesn't understand why she should be happy at all.  She's old and wants to retire but I'm in no shape to support her so she'll have to work until she dies.  I took long enough to choose a profession and I am taking my time about school and depending on her.  What am I doing with my life if I was so "studious", she said with contempt and anger.

I tried explaining again, and failed at that.  So I finally I had to pull up a cardiologist, a plastic surgeon, and a radiologist who have D.O. degrees online then email her their websites to show her and prove to her that they are the same jobs as an M.D.  I told her all I wanted her to say was congratulate me and apologize for saying D.O. is not real doctor.

First, she tried to say she doesn't have to apologize if she didn't know.

Then she said I made this day very angry for her because I turned happy news into bad news by confronting her.  I told her I waited for a long time to correct her.  Then she said, you don't have proof you got in, do you have the documentation?  I told her I do, I can scan it and email that to her if she wants, why can't she just be happy for me.

She said she'll be happy if I took more of her advice in the past, if I did, I'd be done with everything by now and owning my own practice (wtf, yes, wtf, by this time 1.5 hours of sobbing, crying, begging, pleading on my end has passed, but the best was yet to come...) And she tagged on that I always tell her that her advice is bad. - It's true, it is bad.  Every bit of thing she says makes sure that she is the only person who is smart enough to say it and the only person who is right and the only person that matters.  I was too naive to see it in my youth, but now I am experienced, I see a bitter, selfish woman who wants everyone to be just like her.

She said that she was always supportive of me and my father always talked behind my back about how bad I was at everything.  I told her my dad never talked behind my back because I have heard ALL the negative things he's had to say.  For years I have kept what my father tells me from my mother because I didn't want her to get upset at him and start blaming things on him again.  Obviously I should've just let her.

Then she tried to tell me that my father lies all the time and that he's never told the truth in this life.  I told her that was wrong, because he tells me the truth.  If he lied, I would know, because no one would have to lie with the constant pushing and nagging and putting down words he always said to me.  No one would lie like that to make their own children feel that bad without purpose. I told her for the first time in a long time, he was so proud of me he could cry and I believed he was sincere that he was happy for me.

Then she went on about how angry she is at me (lets try the I'm angry at you for other things tactic) because of the way I have split with my sister and how I always criticize her and never do nice things for me.  I pointed out that I cleaned out her house (she apparently didn't want me to - despite complaining all the time how messy her house was and how my sister was ruining it - the 1 year old spilled coke in the master bedroom closet is just an example, not to mention the bathroom hair dye finger painting and the millions of holes from posters on the wall that I re-finished) and how she always complained to me about my sister (she never wanted me to discipline my sister, because I have no right to do so and I don't know how - I didn't even get the chance to say that well, obviously if she is complaining then her discipline isn't working, there is a problem.)

Then finally she had nothing else to say but a finish, she told me she could not be happy for me because I have ruined her day. She's late for work, we can talk about this later.

I told her I have an exam and I have to study tonight.

I never want to talk to that woman again for the rest of my life.



Four hours later I'm reduced to the mind of a small child sobbing and rocking myself in the corner dialing numbers on my phone to talk to people I want to talk to just to hear a friendly voice.  

*sigh* back to studying...

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Sep. 1st, 2011 | 12:14 pm
location: Suwanee, Lawrenceville Suwanee Rd NW,

morning glory
changing story
another day
enlightening way
gotta go
thundercats! Ho!

of course, what's a poem without cats?

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Math, Accounting, Suburbs, HOA

Jul. 22nd, 2011 | 09:26 pm
mood: contemplative contemplative

 Home Owner Associations are pretty common in the nation.  I'm going to definitively say that the people HOAs control are in the millions.  I say control because if you've picked up a book of rules for a HOA, you would understand.  Since their popularity begin they've been everything from satellite dish nazis to garden patrol cops.  They were originally started by the corporate builders under government encouragement in order to help maintain housing developments. 

A small aside, my gripe against suburb developments and cul-de-sacs, its a high inefficiency and adds to what I consider Consumerism Waste.  While providing some mental comfort to the consumer individual (enforced by our society?), it forces not only the entire neighborhood but the individual also to waste fuel and time in getting from point A to point B.  Proof?  My high school was in short walking distance if I cut through a neighbor's backyard a few houses down.  However, that's trespassing.  So what's the solution?  Either wait for the bus and ride it for an hour while it gets all the other kids (I get car sick so diesel fumes were killer for me) or get my parents to take me to school every morning and drive 10 minutes around the neighborhood to get out, wait 10 more minutes at the curb to be dropped off with all the other kids that couldn't walk to school... you know the rest.  Was that extra gas driving ALL those kids REALLY necessary?  1/3 Gallon to get around the neighborhood, gas at almost $4 per gallon, $1.33 * 1000+ kids at my high school (I'm guestimating, my graduating year had over 400 kids so I'm only counting 3/5 of the kids as being dropped off), this is per diem, 5 days a week, 4 weeks a month, 9 months out of the year we're in school: $239,400 per year in gas alone transporting kids because some dude thought it would be cool to live at the end of the street.  This is just one neighborhood.  Last year's enrollment in CMS system? 133,664 X (3/5) $1.33*5*4*9 = $19,247,616 IN GAS ALONE PER ANNUM, that is if you lived close, add more money if you lived further away.  What can you do with $19 million?

So back on track here, now that you've seen I've done the math, what do HOA's do?  They provide your kid with a clean neighborhood to live in, all the houses look shiny and new.  You know you're in middle class when you see all the fences even in height, no one allows their lawn to go brown and trees to block face of the house.  But do you know what happens when you don't do what the HOA says?  Well, they can do pretty much whatever they want short of anything physical.  They can also ban your right to bear arms on your property (there's some technically there since you signed the HOA agreement).  They TRIED to keep the satellite dishes under control but that was done away when the FCC said no in 1996 (they tried that with us and we lost the argument just around that time not knowing the rules were changing).  They can tell you that you cannot rent out your home.  They can tell you to mow your grass.  They can tell you where to park, what colors to paint your house.  Basically if there's not a specific law banning whatever the HOA tries to do, they can do and they will do and if you violate it, they will fine you.  How much?  Say they said you need to move a tree because it's gotten too tall or you can't build a fence because it's too high and you don't do it or you build the fence anyway.  The cost?  $1000-$5000 worth of work.  How much can they fine you?  Well, there is no cap.  HOA has that power right now, they can write more zeros and if you don't pay it, they will tack on interest that can number into the 20%'s until the point where you can no longer afford to live there.  Now you're out of their hair, you lost your home, if you fought legally, you might have to pay their fees which can keep you in debt long after you've moved out of the community.

They have legally replaced the local governing system without a democratic check and balances control over them.  Often board members will get kickbacks and the larger and more 'upscale' the community, the worse it usually gets.  Say Tom has Richard for a neighbor.  Tom's the board officer that suggest they have a standard contractor so that everyone's houses look the same, Richard agrees and knows a 'great guy' that could do the job.  The guy does a decent job, everyone's happy he gets paid.  Then the contractor goes and tells Richard what a great brother he is.

Ain't nothing wrong with keeping it in the family, is there?

Of course, there's nothing wrong with Tom not getting on a wait list to get work done either or getting a little freebie trim here and there.

.... wtf, people, really, wtf.

Something has to be done about this craziness...

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Writer's Block: Breaking the bad

Jul. 17th, 2011 | 11:14 pm

What’s a bad habit that you really need to quit?

I really want to answer this question with a thoughtful, insightful, soul baring essay....

... I'll do it later.

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Emergency Haiku titled Carmaggedon

Jul. 17th, 2011 | 05:05 pm

As seen on Craigslist: http://sfbay.craigslist.org/forums/?ID=193376857

crossing paths 405
your ambulance red mine blue
accidental lovers

not a real haiku but still entertaining

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Jul. 10th, 2011 | 06:34 pm

But yield who will to their separation,
My object in living is to unite
My avocation and my vocation
As my two eyes make one in sight.
Only where love and need are one,
And the work is play for mortal stakes,
Is the deed ever really done
For heaven and the future´s sakes.
—Robert Frost, Two Tramps in Mud Time, st. 9

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Jul. 2nd, 2011 | 01:59 pm

Pale moon rising in the night
My face tilts towards it
Hope lifting in the darkness

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Living in the US of A part 2.

Jul. 2nd, 2011 | 02:12 am
mood: amused amused

 This incident is unrelated to the previous one except it's just about as funny.  I recently had my car serviced and got the radiator and timing belt replaced.  Mom drives that car to work on a regular basis since I'm in the house doing massive re-organization (I use that word loosely as I am mainly sorting through piles and piles of stuff without any organization.) and so she drove it to work the next day.  Anyone who spends enough time in the pharmacy knows that the temperature there is always slightly above freezing for people to work in so it's always cold.  In NC, it's about 95 outside at the moment.  So mom comes home that night, sweating through her work clothes yelling that the AC's broken and the car people broke it when they replaced the radiator.  They said they might have forgotten to plug it in while the serviced the car when she called them the next morning and told her to bring it in immediately.   So she did.

Mom rolls the car onto the lot.  The guy comes out, checks under the hood, sees everything's in place.  He tells her there's nothing wrong.  Mom complains that the AC won't cool after 5 minutes of driving.  The guy says okay and takes the car out for a drive to test it.

30 seconds later he's turning onto the lot, mom's getting mad that he returned so early.

He tells her he's figured out the problem.

She is curious.

Car Guy: You have to press the A/C button to turn it on.  

Mom: What's AC? 

Car Guy: Air Conditioning.

Mom takes the car home, with AC on, laughing that she learned something today.  So that's what that stands for.

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Living in the US of A

Jun. 30th, 2011 | 08:24 pm
mood: amused amused

 So mom made stir fried sweet bean sauce for noodles the other day, instead she picked up the salty sauce and used that instead.  She later made a second batch of sauce using the correct sweet sauce because I really don't want to eat the salty stuff. It's a different taste all together.  She put them in identical plastic containers and then looked at them both and looked at me and was worried that I would eat the wrong one and waste the sauce.  So she asked me what she should do about it.  I replied "Just write 'sweet' on it" in Chinese.  Mom looked at me (it's a well known fact in my household that while I speak fluent Mandarin, I can't read above grade level 6) and said, "Can you read 'sweet' if I write it?" To which I replied, "Not sure, but I can tell the difference between a container with a word on it and one without."

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