a new empire

Media Literacy is important and sexy

People Students nowadays are so damn well educated. They’re amazing, all these, and all that. But when it comes to emotional, spiritual, sexual, mental, and other self-care that doesn’t revolve around parties, drugs, and alcohol, they are beyond malnourished. And it also doesn’t help that they are media illiterate.

Norodom Sihamoni

This is someone I can model after. 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norodom_Sihamoni

UPDATES

It’s been awhile since I wrote.
Once again, so much has happened since then.

So, I’m just gonna break it down quickly.

I love San Francisco. I really do. One second I’m at my dorm, the next block I’m in Chinatown, and if you take the 38 MUNI, I get to Japantown. If I walk a bit further down the Tenderloin, I see a mini Saigon and I can get some pho. Thai Food are everywhere and I might even run into someone Khmer. On my way to school, I pass cable cars, and tourists taking pictures of Lombard St. My school has an amazing view of Acaltraz, the Bay Bridge, the Golden Gate, and just an amazing typical view of San Francisco hills with Coit Tower as the backdrop. If I want some inspiration, I’ll just walk further down to Fishermenwharf and get some fresh air and sea mentality. There’s always something to do, and you can never get bored. It’s quite the romantic city, and I just only wish I share this with a beautiful someone. This place has so much history and has so much to film. I love it. I can get food at Trader Joe’s and work out at 24 hour fitness right afterwards. It’s also nice to see such a variety of Asian men and where they make up a big majority.

As much as I move my school campus, I’m ambivalence about my school. Being at my previous school has spoiled me so I’m not use to downgrading in resources (no meal plans, no gym, no transportation, and although my school is at a breathtaking area, I really hate living in the Tenderloin and where everyone has to commute to school). But I’m definitely getting the “real world” experience. I shop for food every other day…Being a student doesn’t allow me much time to cook so I often eat out or buy ready2eat food.

I’ve also been pretty good at being vegetarian…I haven’t give up seafood yet but eventually, that’s a goal, and I want to get more into raw food.

I realized that there is a big difference between art and liberal arts kids. The folks here are very talented. (How awesome is it to say that I have friends who are gonna be the next Annie Lebowitz, who went to school here btw, or friends who can paint and give me tattoos, or friends who make amazing sculptures or screenprintings? (Ed Hardy went here btw, and his original tatt shop is just down a couple blocks from school). It’s really amazing to be around so many skilled folks. However, it’s been often hard for me to connect with them at the level I was used to…Let’s just say it’s hard to talk to them beyond art…and that is something that I really miss.

That’s something that I’ll be twerking with.

I went through my first existential crisis—which I will elaborate more when I have more time. (Tonight, I have to whip through art essays so that I have more time to film next weekend…School ends less than a month for me…so wow…once again, I am learning so much in such a condensed amount of time). But through that experience, I’m much more equipped with the “real” world that I’ve been avoiding for so long.

Something that I have realized here is figuring out true long distance friendships. It has strengthen my bonds with others, but for others, I have been truly disappointed with my San Franciscan friends. I moved out here with just the bare essentials, and I was gonna be fine surviving by myself (as I have no families or connections here) so I wasn’t expecting much—but then I get led on. It’s the “friends” who tell me they wanna meet up with me, and then flaking out on me—that is what I despise most in a person’s character. I hate being led on…simple as that. Don’t be putting up a front that you’re gonna be “taking care” of me or showing me around when you don’t reply back to me when I say “Cool, when are you free?” I take people seriously up on their offer, so don’t offer if you don’t mean it. Matter of fact, just say that you’re busy—I get it. I’m busy, too, and I was gonna make time for you. But don’t be pretending you’re gonna be a host and what not, when you don’t response.

Then I realize people have their own personal issues, so then, I try to be empathic, and realize, that it’s not me, it’s them. So, yep, other than that, I’ve met new individuals who have made my time here much more pleasant.

Next up, I’ll be doing an independent study next semester so that I will have more time for myself and for my hobbies…and for the friends who value my friendship seriously.

But other than that…Living in the worst part of the city has made me so much more streetwise…Male privilege here is deeply noticeable. I barely see any woman walking around at night, and I don’t blame them. The city is full of unhappy and bored people who has nothing to lose. After living here, I know that I can live anywhere else…Seriously.

That’s it for now, and I’ll update in a month or so.