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Welcome to Antoine's blog in the US
I'm gonna try my best to tell the story of my life in Tempe, AZ, in this 2006/2007 study abroad program.
To browse on my blog, you can either choose a category on the left, or use the calendar on your right...
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Have a good time!
I'm gonna try my best to tell the story of my life in Tempe, AZ, in this 2006/2007 study abroad program.
To browse on my blog, you can either choose a category on the left, or use the calendar on your right...
This blog has been optimized for Mozilla Firefox.
Have a good time!
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Thanks!
My name's Antoine, I am 21 and I come from a French island called "Reunion Island", it's a French region.
I've obtained a 3rd-year degree at the Universite Joseph Fourier in Grenoble, and I am currently an exchange student at Arizona State University (ASU)in Tempe, Arizona.
When I go back to France, I am planning to apply for a Bioinformatics degree.
If you have any questions, click on my name on top of this page!
Lundi 23 avril 2007
1
23
/04
/Avr
/2007
10:51
What is it about love that compels and rivets us so? What is it about love that has made us create countless works of art celebrating it?
We are, have always been, and probably always will be, obsessed with love. But why?
Merriam-Webster defines love as "warm attachment, enthusiasm or devotion," a definition that somehow manages to be technically correct and yet still misses everything that makes love so powerful in the first place.
There are many different kinds of love. Foremost among them are the love one feels for their family and friends, the love one feels for activities that engage them, and, of course, romantic love.
This week the obsession will be based around romantic love, and for good reason. Being in love is the most powerful emotional feeling one can have, filled with unparalleled apexes and nadirs.
The feeling of wanting someone else more than you want anything in the world, the willingness to give anything of yourself for the sake of that other person, and the immense happiness you feel being around that person, make being in love an unforgettable and life-altering experience.
The problem is that many people know of how powerful this experience is, and they become desperate for it. They believe that the only way they can be happy is to be with someone else, and begin to sacrifice everything else that is meaningful in order to save a dying relationship or rush into a new relationship because they are so afraid of being alone.
That isn't the action of someone in love - that is a parasite.
It's ironic that many see the type of love where one becomes so completely immersed in the other that they "cannot live without them" and are "completed by them" as shining examples of love, when in reality they are not.
Indeed, this is often the most selfish kind of sentiment, as at the end of the day a parasite is more concerned about its own survival than the survival of its host.
The truest and most powerful form of romantic love is not co-dependency, but rather the union of two equals
The two lovers can live without the other, but through collaboration, they both benefit and become happier. Consequently, if their needs and wants start to differ from your own, then you seek to reach a compromise but are willing to let go if none can be reached.
This kind of love is truly meaningful because it is a commitment that is willed, not compulsory, and is a commitment to the other person more than oneself.
Many people become parasites to their significant others, or to the concept of love itself, because they have no intrinsic sense of self-worth. You can try to love someone else while hating yourself, but when you do, ask yourself this: Are you really loving that other person for who they are, or how they make you feel?
Indeed, love in any variety implies validation and actualization of one's existence. Everyone loves to feel loved because it is an empowering feeling that gives you a reason to care, a reason to strive, a reason to exist.
At its core, that's what love is: a reason.
As you ponder the meaning of love on this Valentine's Day, think especially hard about your reasons. If you are in a relationship, why are you in one? If not, why not?
Facing the truth and seeking to understand yourself is the first step to finding the happiness that's intrinsic in love.
Reach the repoter at: nicholas.vaidyanathan@asu.edu.
We are, have always been, and probably always will be, obsessed with love. But why?
Merriam-Webster defines love as "warm attachment, enthusiasm or devotion," a definition that somehow manages to be technically correct and yet still misses everything that makes love so powerful in the first place.
There are many different kinds of love. Foremost among them are the love one feels for their family and friends, the love one feels for activities that engage them, and, of course, romantic love.
This week the obsession will be based around romantic love, and for good reason. Being in love is the most powerful emotional feeling one can have, filled with unparalleled apexes and nadirs.
The feeling of wanting someone else more than you want anything in the world, the willingness to give anything of yourself for the sake of that other person, and the immense happiness you feel being around that person, make being in love an unforgettable and life-altering experience.
The problem is that many people know of how powerful this experience is, and they become desperate for it. They believe that the only way they can be happy is to be with someone else, and begin to sacrifice everything else that is meaningful in order to save a dying relationship or rush into a new relationship because they are so afraid of being alone.
That isn't the action of someone in love - that is a parasite.
It's ironic that many see the type of love where one becomes so completely immersed in the other that they "cannot live without them" and are "completed by them" as shining examples of love, when in reality they are not.
Indeed, this is often the most selfish kind of sentiment, as at the end of the day a parasite is more concerned about its own survival than the survival of its host.
The truest and most powerful form of romantic love is not co-dependency, but rather the union of two equals
The two lovers can live without the other, but through collaboration, they both benefit and become happier. Consequently, if their needs and wants start to differ from your own, then you seek to reach a compromise but are willing to let go if none can be reached.
This kind of love is truly meaningful because it is a commitment that is willed, not compulsory, and is a commitment to the other person more than oneself.
Many people become parasites to their significant others, or to the concept of love itself, because they have no intrinsic sense of self-worth. You can try to love someone else while hating yourself, but when you do, ask yourself this: Are you really loving that other person for who they are, or how they make you feel?
Indeed, love in any variety implies validation and actualization of one's existence. Everyone loves to feel loved because it is an empowering feeling that gives you a reason to care, a reason to strive, a reason to exist.
At its core, that's what love is: a reason.
As you ponder the meaning of love on this Valentine's Day, think especially hard about your reasons. If you are in a relationship, why are you in one? If not, why not?
Facing the truth and seeking to understand yourself is the first step to finding the happiness that's intrinsic in love.
Reach the repoter at: nicholas.vaidyanathan@asu.edu.
Samedi 17 février 2007
6
17
/02
/Fév
/2007
12:51
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It's not my mind - [5x]
Yo J
And I get a little bit
Your veins flow with poison
Please acknowledge my present
This precious gift that I behold discarded like trash
To dominate, it's in your nature, you selfish brat
I can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that
One minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour
I've seen this before, you even decided to step into my little world
Strange things occurring
Happening over and
Over and over again
Now bitch you are cruelty
You bark your orders with such a degrading dialect
I can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that
One minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour
I've seen this before, you even decided to step into my little world
One minute you think you're all this
The next minute you think you're all that
But your playin' with the nova
Momma didn't show ya how to take it, you can by the man
When it's over I'll be hunting you down
Waiting for the pay back, your frown
Begging me for your mercy
I ain't down with the sympathy you see
And I always remember your tender love
Wipe me under the rug
Just so you can step on my spine
I'm gonna get mine - [2x]
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I wish I was wasted
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I'd like to rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
You're so sweet - [3x]
I'm gonna get mine - [3x]
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I'll rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
I'll rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
You're so sweet - [3x]
You're always right and I'm always wrong
Not my mind
That's why I love you so much
Not my mind
You're so sweet
Not my mind
I love you
Not my mind
You're so sweet
Not my mind
I love you
Not my mind...
Yo J
And I get a little bit
Your veins flow with poison
Please acknowledge my present
This precious gift that I behold discarded like trash
To dominate, it's in your nature, you selfish brat
I can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that
One minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour
I've seen this before, you even decided to step into my little world
Strange things occurring
Happening over and
Over and over again
Now bitch you are cruelty
You bark your orders with such a degrading dialect
I can't believe you had me strung out all over you like that
One minute you're sweet the next minute you're sour
I taste the envious predictions, change with each hour
I've seen this before, you even decided to step into my little world
One minute you think you're all this
The next minute you think you're all that
But your playin' with the nova
Momma didn't show ya how to take it, you can by the man
When it's over I'll be hunting you down
Waiting for the pay back, your frown
Begging me for your mercy
I ain't down with the sympathy you see
And I always remember your tender love
Wipe me under the rug
Just so you can step on my spine
I'm gonna get mine - [2x]
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I wish I was wasted
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I'd like to rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
You're so sweet - [3x]
I'm gonna get mine - [3x]
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
Please dont wake me
I'm gonna get mine
I'll rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
I'll rearrange your face
I'm gonna get mine
You're so sweet - [3x]
You're always right and I'm always wrong
Not my mind
That's why I love you so much
Not my mind
You're so sweet
Not my mind
I love you
Not my mind
You're so sweet
Not my mind
I love you
Not my mind...
Samedi 10 février 2007
6
10
/02
/Fév
/2007
21:27
Last Thursday with my roommate Morgan we went to this concert, Andrew Jackson Jihad.
Before that, I only heard like a couple of songs from this 2-guys band, but it sounded great and Morgan kept insisting that we should go.
Plus, he told me the ticket was 2 bucks maximum. I finally said yes, but I didn't really know to what....
First we got a little lost in downtown Phoenix (which I still don't recommend to go), but we found a way to get the time elpase faster: take dumb pictures (just like the previous time I went to downtown Phoenix, I just realized that).
Eventually, we arrived at the Trunk Space, tiny venue, where all the fans (a dozen people) and the artists were already hanging around.
Morgan and I were starving so we headed to the "really close Burger King" where they supposedly had burgers at $1...
After getting lost again (it took us less time), we found a guy named Nelson who accepted to drive us to the McDonald's at the end of the street. Morgan offered him a Sundae. He even drove us back to the Trunk Space (I was so ill-at-ease). Nelson was in fact about to attend his weekly Bible study before meeting us.
The entrance was of course $6, and 4 guys played before Jihad: Steven (a nice 18 years old guy who did a great thing), Morgan's Orange (totally out of his mind, belching and stuff), and 2 guys who seriously need a shrink.
Jihad played after midnight, and by this time, Morgan found us a ride back to Tempe. But it turned out that she was sick, so we had to take the bus (one hour single way) which runs only til midnight. Lucky and smart (and good-looking) as we are, we found Jacob, and got our ride back.
Thanks Morgan, that was a delightful night!!!!
Before that, I only heard like a couple of songs from this 2-guys band, but it sounded great and Morgan kept insisting that we should go.
Plus, he told me the ticket was 2 bucks maximum. I finally said yes, but I didn't really know to what....
First we got a little lost in downtown Phoenix (which I still don't recommend to go), but we found a way to get the time elpase faster: take dumb pictures (just like the previous time I went to downtown Phoenix, I just realized that).
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Eventually, we arrived at the Trunk Space, tiny venue, where all the fans (a dozen people) and the artists were already hanging around.
Morgan and I were starving so we headed to the "really close Burger King" where they supposedly had burgers at $1...
After getting lost again (it took us less time), we found a guy named Nelson who accepted to drive us to the McDonald's at the end of the street. Morgan offered him a Sundae. He even drove us back to the Trunk Space (I was so ill-at-ease). Nelson was in fact about to attend his weekly Bible study before meeting us.
The entrance was of course $6, and 4 guys played before Jihad: Steven (a nice 18 years old guy who did a great thing), Morgan's Orange (totally out of his mind, belching and stuff), and 2 guys who seriously need a shrink.
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Jihad played after midnight, and by this time, Morgan found us a ride back to Tempe. But it turned out that she was sick, so we had to take the bus (one hour single way) which runs only til midnight. Lucky and smart (and good-looking) as we are, we found Jacob, and got our ride back.
Thanks Morgan, that was a delightful night!!!!
Samedi 3 février 2007
6
03
/02
/Fév
/2007
06:27
Luck has it limits....
The bike I had bought in October was a cute Mongoose XR-75 rouge double suspension that wasn't so expensive, but I liked it.
Besides, without a car out here it is not easy, even frustrating sometimes ( raaaah Slayer, the Chili Peppers and Opeth missed) but without a bike, it's seriously impossible to live.
A lot of people had told me "Careful Antoine, your lock isn't safe enough, and there are many thieves". I agreed but didn't really give a damn. I should have.
I parked my bike near the Institute where I have my internship, thinking it would take only a few minutes to test my new security access, the eye scan, printing out some articles and then leave. Obviously I hung around, did stuff on my computer, and finally after half an hour, I go down and then no more bike.
... Apart from a broken lock, that I can only show you several days after, since shit happens, I broke my fu***** camera too.
Yeah, laugh it up.
The bike I had bought in October was a cute Mongoose XR-75 rouge double suspension that wasn't so expensive, but I liked it.
Besides, without a car out here it is not easy, even frustrating sometimes ( raaaah Slayer, the Chili Peppers and Opeth missed) but without a bike, it's seriously impossible to live.
A lot of people had told me "Careful Antoine, your lock isn't safe enough, and there are many thieves". I agreed but didn't really give a damn. I should have.
I parked my bike near the Institute where I have my internship, thinking it would take only a few minutes to test my new security access, the eye scan, printing out some articles and then leave. Obviously I hung around, did stuff on my computer, and finally after half an hour, I go down and then no more bike.
... Apart from a broken lock, that I can only show you several days after, since shit happens, I broke my fu***** camera too.
Yeah, laugh it up.
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