Been a long day, so a quick post for now…
I showed it in my video awhile ago; now here is a picture for posterity. The wonderful cut I got from Panda. 😛

Been a long day, so a quick post for now…
I showed it in my video awhile ago; now here is a picture for posterity. The wonderful cut I got from Panda. 😛
You know you’re at UCLA when the squirrels are absolutely fearless and rather ODD.
fearless squirrel from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
The “near attack” part was far scary in real life, I tell you.
When I was three and a half, I flew from China to meet my parents in Pennsylvania. On the plane ride, I was with a family friend who had been tasked with babysitting me for the trip. The one thing I remember from that time in my life was during the plane ride, when the lady had to go to the bathroom. She took the airplane blanket we were using, opened it up, and draped it over me. Hidden securely underneath, she told me not to move until she came back, or else the big, bad wolf would come and eat me. Obediently, I huddled in my little cave, waiting for her to return.
A long time later, my little toddler self was getting antsy, but I was a good kid, so I stayed under the blanket. As the minutes passed, I began to wonder if perhaps the wolf had gotten her. What was taking so long? When she finally came back, I was so relieved to get my freedom back! Turns out she’d gotten distracted talking to a flight attendant on her way back from her restroom break. And here I’d thought maybe she’d forgotten me there. Thank goodness, we were both safe and the wolf was nowhere to be seen! 🙂
As I was getting lunch at Kaya today, I noticed their chopsticks resemble the pair I have in my To-Go Ware set. It reminded me of the day when Panda saw them and asked me why they were warped. Months later, when another friend came back from grad school in the East Coast, he saw them and asked the exact same thing. -____- Whereas I and our other friend, a history major, saw them as artistic, they saw them as warped. Wow. A lesson in the differences between North and South campus majors!
I love my alma mater. This is how we get into the spirit for sports games:
1. Get pumped up listening to the UCLA Bruins Marching Band.
how far we’ve come, bruin style from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
2. Go to the Rose Bowl and be entertained as Red Bull parachuters wind their way down from the sky.
redbull parachuters from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
3. Cheer your team to touchdowns (and dance along with Joe and Josie Bruin).
ucla touchdown from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
4. Enjoy a lovely halftime show, including a showdown between some young’uns.
little footballers from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
5. Celebrate a victory where the lights of the Rose Bowl are turned off just so we can do an 8-clap in the dark.
rose bowl dark from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
6. Round off the night with a firework show!
rose bowl fireworks from Mary Qin on Vimeo.
Besides travel the world and skydiving, I’d say that running a marathon tops everyone’s “to do” list (or for the more ambitious, perhaps a triathlon). Why? What’s the draw? I don’t quite understand it, because to me, marathons hold no interest. Then again, I’m not as into endurance sports as most people seem to be; rather, I prefer sprinting and strength exercises. Plus, I much prefer being in water than jolting my knees on land.
It seems that marathons have become a rite of passage. Much like the Greek system has a pledging process, during which pledges undergo certain challenges to prove they deserve to become a brother or sister in the organization, marathons (and training for them) seem to be a process people go through to be inducted to an unofficial club of sorts. Ultimately it’s more about bragging rights and being able to say that you’ve run a marathon than just being healthy or running for enjoyment. In fact, most people who run marathons find it excruciatingly painful and just barely finish their first few. But it’s one of those things that’s hard enough that people respect you for doing it, yet easy enough that just about anyone can do it, so long as they set their minds to it.
Running comes pretty easily to just about everyone who isn’t confined to a wheelchair. It’s a natural thing humans do, and though techniques vary, the skill isn’t really hard to pick up. Other things like swimming are harder for people to pick up, which is why I think triathlons are things that only more elite athletes go for. The average Joe finds learning to swim and bike, then having to compete in those on top of running just a bit too hard. That’s my theory on why marathons make the list while triathlons get far less attention. Marathons are a good middle ground between not doing anything physically challenging and going for a triathlon.
I’ve never gotten into them and may never attempt a marathon. That accomplishment just doesn’t mean as much to me. I’d rather be able to hold static exercises for longer, be able to pump more weights, or do endurance stuff submerged in water. I’ve never been a great fan of cardio exercises. I like strength and agility more. So though I’d love to go ocean swimming, I don’t feel the need to prove myself by swimming the English Channel. I guess that’s why I loved swimming the butterfly stroke and doing long and triple jump. There’s a lot more skill involved in addition to the strength and power you need to do those events. I’d also love to become a better shot with a pistol, revolver, rifle, and maybe even a bow and arrow. Oh, and traveling the world and skydiving are definitely on my “to do” list. But marathons? They just aren’t my thing.
My mom adores the hot tub at our local pool and likes to go whenever she gets a chance. Since I have a bad back, I’ve been trying to go more often to help soothe those muscles. I’ve found that it actually turns out to be a good place for conversations, as the heated water swirls around you. In fact, my mom and I have discussed many an important thing while soaking there, from my thoughts of moving out of the house to our viewpoints on life issues. Surprisingly, we’ve had great exchanges and I’ve revealed more of myself than I ever have before. I guess relaxation of the body brings about relaxation of the mind, so my thoughts come out more readily.
There’s something about water that is really soothing, and great for thoughts and inspiration. The potential reasons are many, but the result is undeniable – people tend to relax more and think better when surrounded by water. For me, it’s the sort of peace and tranquility I get from it. It’s nice to just close my eyes, sink back, and let the water support me. Maybe it’s because my thoughts are “swimming” around in my head and the water helps me let them pour out. It could be just as simple as the fact that so much of us is composed of water and we developed in fluid that we feel a deep connection with it. Who really knows? I do believe it works though, and that’s what matters most.
So, what are your reasons?