Youth in Asia and such savory concepts.

I had forgotten my password; it's been that long since I've blogged.

This semester I am taking French I, Concert Choir, Philosophy and Photography.  One week down, approximately 12,346.49 more to go.

I am also considering learning to cook, among other great scholarly pursuits. Now, my idea of learning to cook would be different than yours. MY idea of learning would be not burning Ramen Noodles. My mom denies it to my face in order to protect my feelings, but she, as well as the part of the house that still has functioning nostrils, knows that I cannot cook. "I have a disconnect of the-brain-to-the-hands" is my personal belief. Perhaps a disconnect of the brain to the brain.

Speaking of brain disconnection...

The other day in Philosophy, my professor was going over the topics we would be discussing over the semester, one of them being Euthanasia. Now. I have heard of this awful thing before...however, I had never really heard exactly what Euthanasia was. So for about a year, I had thought people were saying "Youth in Asia". I couldn't understand why such a noble cause was such a big controversy, and why many wanted young Asian children to be neglected.

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I really honestly believe God gets a chuckle out of watching us pathetic humans attempt to be geniuses.