Boobum's Thoughts

What's important?

2009-02-22T13:59:00.002-06:00

THE IDEAS.
THE IDEAS.
THE IDEAS.

Yes, what about knowledge?
It gives you the premise to generate better ideas.

What about expertise?
Other people have it.

What about action?
Other people can do it.

The right people (that you know). The right timing. That's what you need.

#2: Lessons to be learned - dedicated to Wall Street "survivors"?!

2009-02-22T00:27:00.004-06:00

Justin Nozuka: "Don't Listen to Word You've Heard"

Open your eyes
Close your ears
Close your ears
Open your eyes

Listen to what you see
You are blind to what you hear
Listen to what you see
Do not fear the truth beneath
Reach for roots beneath the trees
Listen to the words you seek

Don’t listen to a word they say
Do NOT listen to a word you’ve heard
Do not listen to a word you’ve heard
People are people we live for our own
Live how you think not by what you’ve been told

This world is full of strangers
This world is full of hypocritesS
cratching for their winnings
At least I am one to admit
Oh born in a world relying on gold
I've yet to find someone under control
But people are people and we live for our own
Live how you think not by what you've been told

First real blog: Obsession in 8th Grade

2009-02-21T22:52:00.004-06:00

So... this blog doesn't seem to be working. Not on a regular basis at least. I will try my best. Videos will come soon, they need some processing time.

Today, I went to the annual African Buffet. I have always had special interest in African culture - especially its indigenous people, their dancing and singing and clapping and stomping. Their rejoicement of life, their unity with nature, their passion for living.

I had a little obsession I had when I was in eighth grade. My friend, Aida, decided that it was a good idea to give me a photo she cut from a magazine and named him Gratiano from Merchant of Venice, which we were just studying in literature class. That's how it all started. I was browsing National Geographic and ethnographic websites day and night, scrounging for pictures of indigenous people, especially those from the many African tribes. I showed everyone (who bothered to look) my collection. And I showed them again and again till they got tired of me. I had these collections in my school uniform pocket - it was like a weapon I carried around.

It was a passionate few weeks. The topic was revived in 11th grade, when I submitted an article on "Tribal Appreciation" to the school's English magazine.

The Final 100 Days

2009-02-09T17:28:00.007-06:00

"100 days" refers to the number of days left till graduation. For Rice Class of 2009, February 11, 2009 is the day. I really want to capture this moment and encapsulate this experience, in motion picture, because memory is such a fallible medium. My vision is to create a video blog for each of the last 100 days to document the final stretch of a college experience.

I will be filming something every day. I may not have the time to upload the video on a daily basis, but I plan to write anyways, and compile the videos on the weekends.

I hope we can all share this experience together - and enjoy the 100 days!