A Frenzy Playlist

Lately

For some time, I craved pet companionship and was about to give in on many occasions. Thankfully, on my xth visit to the petsco market, a staff told me about the foster care and volunteering at the Kansas Humane Society. The following week-end, I was there for training,  and I'm now a certified foster caregiver. Amongst the highlights of my short-term companions, there was this silly big dog, Marshall, an Akita Mix, 2yrs and one week old, 96lbs, very destructive, extremely energetic and by far the one that stayed the longest with me and was in constant need of attention and care. I also spent my Spring Break with him. He is adopted now :).

Ratchet was quick to come and go but was the cleverest by far. He found his forever home as well.

 

 Belle is currently my roommate. She was quarantined for a scratch, something I almost scoff at in here. I have my "In Morocco..." moments at such time. She is the sweetest girl and seems to love licking my hands when I'm typing. She will be up for adoption this Sunday and again, I'll have to say good-bye. Hopefully this time though, the next pet in need of foster will be available when I drop her.

One of the side projects I got to work on was a fanzine for the old-timer. He is 63 yrs old by April the first and going strong. Bless him.

One of the perks of fostering a dog is daily walks. With Marshall, walks had to be long, filled with sprinting and new places, in the hopes he will tire enough to just sleep and not destroy the apartment. I got to see more of my campus though, and was pleasantly surprised to discover these statues near the baseball stadium. To think this is my second semester and my ninth month in here and I'm still uncovering the university's grounds...Oh well, I'm not too surprised, being confined to few spots as I have been.

This is America: two huge screens for my own personal use because there are just so many around and those are cornered in an isolated non-popular spot. First time I get to follow two games at the same time. Being here with all the craze over sports, I grew an obsessive spot for soccer. I just hope the worse of the fever will be over soon and I get to resume my moderated watching pace. It grew to an extent where I am watching every minor league as of now while doing my homework or reading.

Verily, oddest habits get sharper or rustier in travels.

Silence

Benjamin Button en Rewatch

“For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the courage to start all over again.”

Bawled my eyes out this time, this movie resonates with me on different levels it's unfathomable.

Comes with looking too much into vibration

I'm.not.crying.

God damn it, why can't I do thesis on everything I want and learn everything I want?

I guess I can do that to my heart content if I really want to. I just have to at some point or I'll run crazy.

In high school, through philosophy I fell hard for mechanics. I got into mechanical engineering because of my continued passion for motion. Then, due to the nature of my work, it was motion as in dynamics and kinetics, and motion as in statics and matter.

When I was applying for the Fulbright, it was my drive to dive into the concepts of motions and advance in the theoretical aspect of presenting it that gave the general tone to what I aimed to study.On the other hand, my projects spoke extensively of a yearning for continuum mechanics and more insight on matter and the new technologies of process.

I ended up in the USA with micromechanics as a main driver. I was glad on the scientific scale.

This semester however, I am taking Vibration. I studied that material in preparatory classes, then in engineering school, but didn't use it very extensively in my work and I forgot how electrified it made me. But now I remember.

I look at my advisor and microstructures and fractals on one hand, and look at Vibration and motion and fundamentals in the other, and cuss and whine over the crappiness of being a monotasker, over having one heart and one life and over the several commitments I am already in.

So, I'm left with moments where I go through similar materials and hope one day, I will be at that sweet spot in my head where I will just read what I want to read without whining about it and looking into priorities and whatnot.

On the other hand, I'm in a writing frenzy and I am slowly catching up on movies. By far, excellent surprises.

Good come back of M. Night Shyamalan, glad to see you back sir!

Excellent and difficult to label, but all I know is:

-First time I ever attend a movie session where people scream and shout and interact this much with the movie's events.
-I managed to have goosebumps and laughs at the same time.
-I also had a 'fuuuuuuuuuck' moment and felt so bad only to start laughing hysterically at the very next moment.

Not Ghost In The Shell mind-fuck material but delightful and entertaining time in the movies.

Dancer in the Dark

I remembered the content of my first Lars Von Trier. But I didn't know the director by then.
I just remember that it was the first foreign movie that ever made my mother cry and that I felt deeply about.
I found it playing on the background of my studies amidst Fourier and writing.
Damn, the feels

That Limbo mood