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At 31 years old, I do not understand the internet. [May. 24th, 2016|03:21 am]
Nam Nguyen
This is no place for talking about your problems.  
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"Hi there" [Mar. 2nd, 2013|01:00 am]
Nam Nguyen
I've been meaning to do this.  In some form or another.  I don't know exactly how many days it's been since I've had an internal monologue that warranted writing here.  Here's one.

I started a job that lets me be who I am rather than hide behind politics.  The culture allows it.  Then my now ex-fiancee broke off our relationship two weeks in with a rather slow and indecisive end that took two months for the check to clear on if we were over or not.

It has been so very difficult.  My entire life I've been toying with the possibility that I was incapable of feeling an emotion beyond what I knew.  That I was the Tin Man.

Well, I'm not.  I've got a fridge full of beer, a vehicle that moves faster than God ever intended us to move and a lifetime of recklessness that I cannot seem to outgrow.  The dare here is to stay alive.
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(no subject) [Nov. 20th, 2008|08:39 am]
Nam Nguyen

Veterans' Affairs claims I've reached the end of my education benefits.  I've also forgotten to sleep.  Stupid. 

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(no subject) [Nov. 14th, 2008|03:22 am]
Nam Nguyen

I hit an obstacle in January, and pissed on my life on Wednesday, November 12, 2008.  I said to myself, "let's live life to the fullest while I can, enjoy every second like it was the last." 

It's fucking Friday, November 14, 2008 and I didn't know what I wanted or could get from life since Wednesday.

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FTW? [Nov. 10th, 2008|05:30 pm]
Nam Nguyen
My god, there is bizarro out there.  And it's trying to pull us in.  By... pulling them out?  Huh? 

Overcompensating's take and xkcd.com's sciencifitic/religious-y answer.
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(no subject) [Oct. 31st, 2008|03:17 am]
Nam Nguyen

Today I had a sociological theory midterm exam.  We were being tested on our knowledge of Rational Choice theory and Functionalism.  Once I finished, I started walking north for coffee and a cigarette to take the edge off I usually get after getting past this part of the quarter.  I passed through Red Square to the cafe, left and went back out to Red Square and met my sister who was leaving for bubble tea.  She asked that I tag along with her two friends but I declined.  I smoke too often on the move and don't enjoy it quite as much unless I'm stationary.  After I finished I was struggling to find a computer in Odegaard library and gave up, headed back to Red Square, occupied by only a handful of students passing through.  As I walked toward the steps inside Red Square, I saw two men--an Asian student, I suppose and an older white man--in the center of the square.  The Asian student was, strangely, in his underwear and began to run but slipped on the slick bricks Red Square's known for.  The student got up, ran ten yards away, did a 180 and gasped for air to scream. 

The white man, wearing little clothing, was facing east and was unnerved by his retreat.  Moments later, his body was engulfed in flames.  Flames he started and flames only so large he could've only done it by dousing himself in gasoline.  He stood still as he let the flames burn away at his skin, the smoke steal precious oxygen and let us watch.  The motherfucker wanted us to watch. 

It was not a Hollywood stunt or, what I thought earlier, an accident.  As the flames swam into the air and licked across his gasoline-drenched body, he did not move for a haunting thirty seconds. 

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Emerald City Comicon [May. 19th, 2008|12:31 am]
Nam Nguyen
Tutor Journals coming soon. Last weekend's Emerald City Comicon sketches:

akisketch2
This was drawn by a student from Aki Kurose. Some of the characters from his comic are actually alive.

pia355
Pia Guerra sketch of Agent 355 from Y: The Last Man.

pennyspawnpennypsylocke
Drawn by Penny Arcade artist. The Spawn is for my usual Comicon buddy, Raul, and the other, I'm sorry, is for lithiumpearl 

dustintotoro
Drawn by Dustin Nguyen, current artist for Detective Comics.

ericpowellgoon
Sketch by Eric Powell, artist for the Goon and Lone Ranger

akisketch
Disturbing sketch by Miko, a student at Aki Kurose. I originally asked for a Spawn but these students had no idea who Spawn is.

smallandregrifter
Commission by Andre Szymanowics of astrobraincomics.com. For a friend who had only gone to one Comicon before moving to Missouri.
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(no subject) [May. 12th, 2008|08:28 pm]
Nam Nguyen
Towing: $300
Replacing license lost while walking home: $50
Lawyer: $2000
Insurance rate increase per year: ?
SR-22 Insurance: ?
License Reinstatement: ?
Wages Lost: ?
DUI Education: $200
Court fines: $845
Appeal of DOL finding: $1200
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(no subject) [May. 6th, 2008|07:37 pm]
Nam Nguyen

            The day began again with Ms. W’s language arts class and I had less of a tutor role again today.  I was mostly observing how each student was responding to the material and the work.  Many of the students were annoyed with work or the volume of work.  One of the students asked “why we do so much work.”  Ms. W told them “one day you’ll thank me.”  It was an expected answer—something I heard numerous times as a K-12 student.  The writer workshop was a wonderful tool for aspiring writers or students wanting to actually be creative.  The class enjoyed giving suggestions for where they could take the story they imagined.  This amount of control over the class is a break from following orders.  Here, they can play with the pieces of the plot, the characters, and setting. 

            I tutored a girl named Jz’zhane.  She enjoyed trying to make the story “work” whatever that may mean.  I guided her, asked questions about how to improve the story and building it.  It turned out to be a fairy tale with a damsel in distress, a knight in shining armor, and an unlikely resolution.  Afterwards, when the storyline was set, we discussed what she likes to do with her time (shopping), her little sister getting a Nintendo DS (she rather have clothes), and her new shoes (Converse All-Stars).  I felt bad spending all my time with this one student when I’m sure other students hadn’t even started to write their storylines.  Many of these students needed a push.  I can only wonder as of right now what the other students wrote or, specifically, what the boys wrote about. 

            The second period I took part in was finishing up The Watsons Go to Birmingham. I had not noticed but the book was a Coretta Scott King Award winner.  Whoever chose the book must be trying to inform the readers by adding these books to the curriculum.  The issues in the book are amazingly well presented but it seems lost on these children or merely unspoken.  They have little to discuss when it comes to the book’s major themes.  However, when discussing the book’s dedications, four children who died in the 16th Street Baptist church bombing (an actual event), they realize these children are approximately their age, but time has removed much of the meaning, and because it is not on television, the written word itself creates a separation.  There should be an appeal to the relationship between the children and the content.  There should be a constant reminder that this fictional book was written hand-in-hand with history. 

            Mr. C’s class was uproarious with disruptions, unlike Ms. Ws class.  I was finally told today that his fourth hour math class contains former special education students.  The wording and mentality of Mr. C is understandable but vocalizing his dejection from actually teaching them is a bit unnerving.  I’m sure Mr. C is not a rare case because I can tell others share his frustration.  Stevie was one of the students who could not let go of an argument with another student which dominated all conversation and any attempt to teach.  He was able to answer some of the problems but the problem was he thought the letter “x” was a multiplication symbol rather than the variable “x” when answering a general question to the class “what is a parallel line to this equation?”  Mr. C halted teaching because he wanted to explain and dwelled far too long on the child’s mistake.  I tried to tell him “that’s close enough.”  Disagreeing with a student immediately creates this animosity between the student and the teacher, and I have never been put-down or completely corrected by a teacher in K-12.  Many of them had this incredible psychological hold over me that made me believe I was right even when I was completely wrong.  I thought it was a great skill many of my former teachers had to inspire students to answer and participate.  Mr. C has been teaching for seven years but seems to be stuck in his frustration and even told me “if I try, I’d just lose my voice.” 

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(no subject) [May. 1st, 2008|04:28 pm]
Nam Nguyen
Well, it's official.  My license, as of May 6th, is suspended for driving while intoxicated.  It's going to last 90 days unless somehow my lawyer pulls a rabbit out of his hat.  The fees and fines keep racking up and there's no telling when they'll end.  But I can estimate now.

Towing: $300
Replacing license lost while walking home: $50
Lawyer: $2000
Insurance rate increase per year: ?
SR-22 Insurance: ?
License Reinstatement: ?
Wages Lost: ?
DUI Education: $200
Court fines: ?

I'll be updating as we get further into the court system.
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