It was interesting. Today, I went back to ST at about 10, I think. Actually, I don't remember anymore. Anyway, when I got there, committees had already commenced. So I decided to follow Roy as he made his rounds through the committees.
I was hoping that I could listen to speeches and comments. Instead, almost every time we came into a room, the delegates would be in an informal caucus -_- So much for that.
But I did talk to the chairs. First-timers and old-timers :P They were enjoying themselves for the most part. Banging the gavel is a major perk of being a chair haha. I would totally chair if I could get to bang a gavel :)
I think I spent the rest of the time walking around or sitting in the Delegate Lounge, which was actually just the Math Office, talking to Alex Tran and Sarah Webb.
When committee ended, all ST kids had to help clean up and set up for Closing Ceremony during the 1.5-hour lunch break. I decided to help. I mean, I was technically an uninvited guest, but I gotta do my part from time to time.
After clean-up, all the delegates went into the gym for the awards. I was really looking forward to the rapporteur speeches. I was disappointed. They weren't that great or awe-inspiring. Maaan. Oh well. There's always next year. Antoku and Drennan's rapporteur would have been great if everyone shared Antoku's sense of humor XP
Oh, and there were 8th graders this year :O I didn't know that. I should have taken a program. But yeah, a pair of the rapporteur winners were 2 little 8th graders. When I saw them go up, I thought they were little kids. I thought, "Wow, those are some really short high school kids." Haha.
Anyway, yeah, Closing Ceremony wasn't that great. Delegates this year weren't as enthusiastic as those from years past. Again, there will always be next year.
Oh, and of course, California High School won the most awards. In fact, I think they took all the gavels this year. I mean, I knew they were good, but I didn't know they were that good. Geez. And, you know, there were some people I recognized from my past committees. I thought they were my age or older, but it turns out they're younger than me :O Crazy, just crazy.
Then again, I do look like a 12-year-old -__- Or so I've been told. Many, many times.
Ah, so after the ceremony, the non-ST delegates went home, and the ST delegates gathered in Madame's room for their awards. No gavels this year. We didn't get any gavels last year either. Hmm.
Claudia came, but at the end when I was about to leave :/ I felt bad about that, but I couldn't stay longer. Yeah, the conference ended an hour early. Usually, we would be struggling to end on time, but this year, we were just done waayyy early.
Le gave me a ride home.
And I kinda remember what happened since I came home, but those things really aren't that important.
Ooh, I was talking to an advisor from one of the other schools. She asked me if there was an MUN at SJSU, and I replied with a no. She told me I should start one there. Now, that's got me thinking that I really did enjoy being in IRC and I do miss it. Maybe. If I ever find the courage or just take the initiative to start an MUN at San Jose, that will be a proud day haha. Or maybe I could find someone else to start it haha. Yeah, I am not a leader. Nor would I ever feel like one. And that's ok. It's something to work on.
Ah, ok. Today I say was a pretty good day. I'm sore, which means I walked. A lot. I helped out. I contributed a little. Heard some good stuff from people. Oh, and Madame wasn't stressing out as much as I remember she did in years past.
So it's all good :)
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
ST's still standing...
I finally visited Santa Teresa High School. 7-8 months. Haven't set foot on the campus since mid-June. The theatre is still under construction. Don't know when that's gonna be done.
I decided to be a good kid and try to sign in at the office. No visitors allowed -_- So I just walked around campus. And yeah, I was alone. It was fine. No ID. I didn't think I'd need it. Mm.
I visited all the teachers I could: Schwalen, Thomas, Phipps, Worden, Dimas, Madame, Mr. K, Murray, old Mr. Reed, Wilson, and Mr. Mead. I would have visited Uchiyama if I knew where she was. I don't think Alfano would have remembered me.
I recognized some of the high school kiddies in some of the classes. In Phipps' class, holy cow! Linda Phan tackled me into the wall for a hug. That hurt, but hey, I felt the love.
Hm, I did a lot of maneuvering around buildings to avoid Rasmussen on his golf cart haha.
At lunch, I went to look for familiar people. I ran into Danielle. Ran into Linda again. Saw Jenn Phan. Diana Nguyen, whom I never really talked to. Then I found Francisco near the lunch lines. Man, it was hard finding people. Everyone dispersed and found new places and new people to hang with :( Then, when I was walking with Franny, I saw Kristen Pham from afar haha. Called out her name. Hugs. Some catching up. Can't believe she's a Sophomore now haha. She had Murray after lunch. And from there, I went into Wilson's room.
Man, a lot of things were the same, and a lot of things changed. So weird. Like, Murray. He looks good. Slim and all haha. He was almost unrecognizable :P
After Wilson's, I went to see Mr. Mead. Freshmen Algebra class, wow. I've never really seen Mead that frustrated before :O But yeah, freshmen, they'll learn to be better students. Well, hopefully.
Haha all day, I was getting stares from people. Kinda weird -_- Scary, even. And I was trying to be inconspicuous. Took off the usual hat and headphones until after the school let out.
Oh, so Claudia Guizar came to visit as well. Third time I met her in person haha. We talk more online :P Funky. Anyway, we hung out for a few hours. Talked to Raymond Tiet for a while after 7th period.
Then Claudia and I just followed IRC folks. What fun. Oh, we also went to Starbucks. Second time I bought something from there haha. Had to. Hadn't eaten all day till then. A Naked drink and an egg salad sandwich.
Hm, watched the Opening Ceremony, and then Claudia left for her class. It was really quick because it was in the gym and basketball had a game tonight.
Committees started at about 7. So from about 4:30 till then, I just chilled with the committee chairs. People kept telling me to eat the free pizza. I didn't. I should have. Why didn't I? I just didn't feel like eating. I'm a strange one, I know.
Anyway, when committees started, instead of watching committees like I had originally planned, I just rode on the back of the golf cart as Phipps or Madame drove. Phipps is a crazy driver. I nearly fell off when he drove -_- I think he was trying to throw me off.
So mother picked me up at 7:30. I hugged Madame and Phipps goodbye. Told them I might come again tomorrow.
I hope I do. I really wanna watch the Closing Ceremony. Always enjoy the rapporteur speeches. Or raps. Or profound words. Or sermons :P
Mm, I don't know why I don't put in more details in my entries anymore. Oh well. No one reads this right now haha.
Hmm, I suppose I will be saving Sunday for my homework. Nothing due Monday, but I should try to stay on top of things. Ah, where's the time management and motivation?
I decided to be a good kid and try to sign in at the office. No visitors allowed -_- So I just walked around campus. And yeah, I was alone. It was fine. No ID. I didn't think I'd need it. Mm.
I visited all the teachers I could: Schwalen, Thomas, Phipps, Worden, Dimas, Madame, Mr. K, Murray, old Mr. Reed, Wilson, and Mr. Mead. I would have visited Uchiyama if I knew where she was. I don't think Alfano would have remembered me.
I recognized some of the high school kiddies in some of the classes. In Phipps' class, holy cow! Linda Phan tackled me into the wall for a hug. That hurt, but hey, I felt the love.
Hm, I did a lot of maneuvering around buildings to avoid Rasmussen on his golf cart haha.
At lunch, I went to look for familiar people. I ran into Danielle. Ran into Linda again. Saw Jenn Phan. Diana Nguyen, whom I never really talked to. Then I found Francisco near the lunch lines. Man, it was hard finding people. Everyone dispersed and found new places and new people to hang with :( Then, when I was walking with Franny, I saw Kristen Pham from afar haha. Called out her name. Hugs. Some catching up. Can't believe she's a Sophomore now haha. She had Murray after lunch. And from there, I went into Wilson's room.
Man, a lot of things were the same, and a lot of things changed. So weird. Like, Murray. He looks good. Slim and all haha. He was almost unrecognizable :P
After Wilson's, I went to see Mr. Mead. Freshmen Algebra class, wow. I've never really seen Mead that frustrated before :O But yeah, freshmen, they'll learn to be better students. Well, hopefully.
Haha all day, I was getting stares from people. Kinda weird -_- Scary, even. And I was trying to be inconspicuous. Took off the usual hat and headphones until after the school let out.
Oh, so Claudia Guizar came to visit as well. Third time I met her in person haha. We talk more online :P Funky. Anyway, we hung out for a few hours. Talked to Raymond Tiet for a while after 7th period.
Then Claudia and I just followed IRC folks. What fun. Oh, we also went to Starbucks. Second time I bought something from there haha. Had to. Hadn't eaten all day till then. A Naked drink and an egg salad sandwich.
Hm, watched the Opening Ceremony, and then Claudia left for her class. It was really quick because it was in the gym and basketball had a game tonight.
Committees started at about 7. So from about 4:30 till then, I just chilled with the committee chairs. People kept telling me to eat the free pizza. I didn't. I should have. Why didn't I? I just didn't feel like eating. I'm a strange one, I know.
Anyway, when committees started, instead of watching committees like I had originally planned, I just rode on the back of the golf cart as Phipps or Madame drove. Phipps is a crazy driver. I nearly fell off when he drove -_- I think he was trying to throw me off.
So mother picked me up at 7:30. I hugged Madame and Phipps goodbye. Told them I might come again tomorrow.
I hope I do. I really wanna watch the Closing Ceremony. Always enjoy the rapporteur speeches. Or raps. Or profound words. Or sermons :P
Mm, I don't know why I don't put in more details in my entries anymore. Oh well. No one reads this right now haha.
Hmm, I suppose I will be saving Sunday for my homework. Nothing due Monday, but I should try to stay on top of things. Ah, where's the time management and motivation?
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Today was a good day...
There were two things I wanted to talk about, but I only remember one of them :( Oh well.
Today, I had my Anthropology and EDCO classes. They're ok so far.
The thing I like about this semester is that I know at least one person in 3 of my classes. There's Melissa in English; Jessica (from my acting class first semester), Austin, Michelle Renwick, Lorenzo (from Comm 20), and another guy (from my Eng 1A class), in Anthropology; and Albert and Lisa (as well as Jessica Ingram and Mario, Monica DeLeon's boyfriend), in EDCO. It's just in my Political Science class that I lack any connection.
Anyway, that's not really what I was gonna talk about. I wanted to say today was a good day for me because I ran into so many friends today (ok, more like "more so than often").
After EDCO let out, Albert, Lisa, and I decided to just walk around and check out VSA (all the clubs and frats/sororities are advertising this week). Along the way, we ran into some of their friends. Signed the VSA emailing list. Checked out one of the dance classes in the Spartan Complex. Walked to the food court. Ran into Jenny Lee on the way. Invited her along. Sat outside at a table. Rose passed by, and I invited her to the table. Long conversations with everybody about many different but hilarious things. I saw Teresa (from acting class) pass by, but she couldn't hear me -_- Then I saw Kim Ruiz. Long time, no see haha.
Oh yeah, my mom had called me around 12:45 to go home for my dentist appointment at 3:30. So I left with Rose. But first, she took me to the Art building so she could see her acrylic painting from last semester on the wall haha.
Also, 2 co-ed fraternities invited us to rush. I pass by these guys all the time; they never invite me to pledge or anything. Must have been because Rose was there haha and she was holding onto my arm so I had to be there too :P
The 1st frat that talked to us was Alpha Phi Omega. Focused on community service. That's pretty cool. But their info meetings are at night; not sure my mother would be too pleased with that.
The 2nd frat was Chi Pi Sigma, a criminal justice frat. That's pretty awesome too. After we listened to and left the guy, I heard him say he was done trying to recruit people haha. Not the best attitude to be recruiting anybody XP
Anyway, I kinda like the idea of frats and sororities, but I don't think they're for me. I wouldn't mind trying, I suppose, but I think I have commitment problems haha. I like that these kinds of groups build up a support and social network for their members. I just don't know if I would be able to stick to everything they do.
And if I joined one, I think I have to move into their house, yeah? That wouldn't work out very well because if I move out of the family household now, my mom would have to move as well. Into a small apartment. With the huge load of stuff that we have in our current and cramped living space. So even if I wanted to join a frat or whatever, I couldn't do that to my mom. We need the space.
I need better things to do. I need hobbies. Hopefully, I can stick with at least VSA. Or another club. School and home every day has been a fine routine, but I need some more variety. At least for the semester. Well, because of today, I know that I have at least 3 or 4 friends to chill with after class on Mondays and Wednesdays. Should find people for Tuesdays and Thursdays haha.
Mm, so Rose and I took the light rail home. Talked about her social life. Boyfriend and ex-boyfriends. Drama, drama. Then she asked me how I would feel if my ex did something, and I had to remind her that I don't have any ex's. No experience, remember? Haha.
Anyway, she got off the light rail at Snell, and I started listening to my music. But then a guy (in his late 30's or early 40's) asked me about my headphones and then about school. Talked to him until our stop. He wanted to get headphones for work (he works in a cubicle). He had heard Bose was amazing, so he was asking for my opinion. And yes, Bose is good, reduced noise and all. So the guy's taking 3 or 4 classes. And his English class is kicking his ass haha. He's probably going to drop it. He's gonna go for his teaching credentials. He wants to become one of those multi-subject K-8 teachers. I wished him luck haha.
Conversations with strangers on the light rail (or bus). Not bad. Just be careful. Watch yourself and others. That's all. Other than that, enjoy the conversation.
Hmm, my dentist appointment. It was either my yearly or semi-annually teeth cleaning. Painful. Seriously, very painful. I went deaf at times, had tears in my eyes, and tasted the bitterness of the pain. But I guess it's ok, you know, if my teeth are plaque-free, for now.
And yes, when I feel pain, I associate it with a taste in my mouth. I don't know why. I just taste something when I get hurt. Not a literal taste, but something close, maybe. Like, when I bump the top or back of my head, I taste bitterness. I don't know how to explain it. It's like the pain feels bitter. Now, I'm not even sure if the taste is "in" my mouth anymore haha.
Ok, enough nonsense. I've got homework that's not due, but it's what I should do. I might :P
Today, I had my Anthropology and EDCO classes. They're ok so far.
The thing I like about this semester is that I know at least one person in 3 of my classes. There's Melissa in English; Jessica (from my acting class first semester), Austin, Michelle Renwick, Lorenzo (from Comm 20), and another guy (from my Eng 1A class), in Anthropology; and Albert and Lisa (as well as Jessica Ingram and Mario, Monica DeLeon's boyfriend), in EDCO. It's just in my Political Science class that I lack any connection.
Anyway, that's not really what I was gonna talk about. I wanted to say today was a good day for me because I ran into so many friends today (ok, more like "more so than often").
After EDCO let out, Albert, Lisa, and I decided to just walk around and check out VSA (all the clubs and frats/sororities are advertising this week). Along the way, we ran into some of their friends. Signed the VSA emailing list. Checked out one of the dance classes in the Spartan Complex. Walked to the food court. Ran into Jenny Lee on the way. Invited her along. Sat outside at a table. Rose passed by, and I invited her to the table. Long conversations with everybody about many different but hilarious things. I saw Teresa (from acting class) pass by, but she couldn't hear me -_- Then I saw Kim Ruiz. Long time, no see haha.
Oh yeah, my mom had called me around 12:45 to go home for my dentist appointment at 3:30. So I left with Rose. But first, she took me to the Art building so she could see her acrylic painting from last semester on the wall haha.
Also, 2 co-ed fraternities invited us to rush. I pass by these guys all the time; they never invite me to pledge or anything. Must have been because Rose was there haha and she was holding onto my arm so I had to be there too :P
The 1st frat that talked to us was Alpha Phi Omega. Focused on community service. That's pretty cool. But their info meetings are at night; not sure my mother would be too pleased with that.
The 2nd frat was Chi Pi Sigma, a criminal justice frat. That's pretty awesome too. After we listened to and left the guy, I heard him say he was done trying to recruit people haha. Not the best attitude to be recruiting anybody XP
Anyway, I kinda like the idea of frats and sororities, but I don't think they're for me. I wouldn't mind trying, I suppose, but I think I have commitment problems haha. I like that these kinds of groups build up a support and social network for their members. I just don't know if I would be able to stick to everything they do.
And if I joined one, I think I have to move into their house, yeah? That wouldn't work out very well because if I move out of the family household now, my mom would have to move as well. Into a small apartment. With the huge load of stuff that we have in our current and cramped living space. So even if I wanted to join a frat or whatever, I couldn't do that to my mom. We need the space.
I need better things to do. I need hobbies. Hopefully, I can stick with at least VSA. Or another club. School and home every day has been a fine routine, but I need some more variety. At least for the semester. Well, because of today, I know that I have at least 3 or 4 friends to chill with after class on Mondays and Wednesdays. Should find people for Tuesdays and Thursdays haha.
Mm, so Rose and I took the light rail home. Talked about her social life. Boyfriend and ex-boyfriends. Drama, drama. Then she asked me how I would feel if my ex did something, and I had to remind her that I don't have any ex's. No experience, remember? Haha.
Anyway, she got off the light rail at Snell, and I started listening to my music. But then a guy (in his late 30's or early 40's) asked me about my headphones and then about school. Talked to him until our stop. He wanted to get headphones for work (he works in a cubicle). He had heard Bose was amazing, so he was asking for my opinion. And yes, Bose is good, reduced noise and all. So the guy's taking 3 or 4 classes. And his English class is kicking his ass haha. He's probably going to drop it. He's gonna go for his teaching credentials. He wants to become one of those multi-subject K-8 teachers. I wished him luck haha.
Conversations with strangers on the light rail (or bus). Not bad. Just be careful. Watch yourself and others. That's all. Other than that, enjoy the conversation.
Hmm, my dentist appointment. It was either my yearly or semi-annually teeth cleaning. Painful. Seriously, very painful. I went deaf at times, had tears in my eyes, and tasted the bitterness of the pain. But I guess it's ok, you know, if my teeth are plaque-free, for now.
And yes, when I feel pain, I associate it with a taste in my mouth. I don't know why. I just taste something when I get hurt. Not a literal taste, but something close, maybe. Like, when I bump the top or back of my head, I taste bitterness. I don't know how to explain it. It's like the pain feels bitter. Now, I'm not even sure if the taste is "in" my mouth anymore haha.
Ok, enough nonsense. I've got homework that's not due, but it's what I should do. I might :P
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Spring '09 has started...
The semester, that is. I find it kinda funny that the semester is called "Spring '09" when the first half of it is still in the winter. Really, only half the semester is actually in the spring, hmm.
Anyway, today was the first day. I had English 1B first and then Political Science 20 (Controversial Legal Issues).
Mary Williams is my English professor. She is quite reminiscent of Mrs. Thomas, my English 1A teacher from my freshman year in high school. Hmm, interesting. I think it's her hair haha. And her warm personality. Man, I need to visit Mrs. Thomas sometime. Anyway, in English, we went over the syllabus, and Prof Williams gave us quick homework assignments. Ooh, and when she did the roll call, she got my name right (at least the first half of my first name) :D I don't know why, but I'm still always impressed when a non-Viet speaker gets even a small part of my name right haha.
Patricia McKenzie, my Poli Sci professor, makes many sports references. I got like one of them. If she keeps using those, I'm not gonna get much into my brain haha. She's a big fan of the blackboard website. So I'm gonna have to start using the website this semester. I haven't logged on yet, but it sounds like a college-version of Schoolloop, only better. It has a livechat, or a "virtual classroom." I'm not actually sure what that is yet, but I'll check it out sometime this weekend.
Hmm, so Melissa Avidano(?) is in my English class. Yay! Finally, someone I (kinda) know from ST. I won't be completely alone in that class. However, I feel very alone in my Poli Sci class. Hmm, we have to pick partners for in-class arguments soon. I think my prof gave us 2 weeks to choose or something. I don't remember -__- I need to work on the memory thing.
I'm not documenting my everyday happenings as much as I used to on LiveJournal. I feel like I should, but that's just the compulsion. Still, it's kinda difficult for me to type up entries like this. And I don't even know what "like this" is. I just really, really miss using LiveJournal, but I was updating about inane things on LJ. I'm kinda doing the same thing here, except I know no one else is reading this. I think. Ok, I guess I don't know.
I want to update about important things. But my mind is way out of whack. I don't know what's important. My sense of priorities, if it ever existed in the first place, has become jumbled. Feels like it was always mixed up. It's like, I think I know what my priorities are, but I just don't have them organized.
And, you see, I don't know why anyone would choose to come to me for advice, especially about their priorities. I don't even know what the hell I'm doing. It's like people coming to me for dating advice or any other kind of advice for that matter. I still have no experience. I don't push myself. I have yet to feel motivated or inspired. My moments of epiphany or revelation are evanescent.
I know, I'm focusing on the negativity. I can't help it. I'm still a hypocrite. I'm thinking happy, but I'm being sad.
Oh, my Poli Sci prof gave us a quote: "Try not. Do, or do not. There is no try." Can you guess who said it? I'm sure you can if you've watched Star Wars. Apparently, everyone, except me, has seen the movies. I'll watch them eventually. Maybe. Anyway, that quote got me. I don't remember how it got me. Obviously, I didn't think it was that important to remember. I just think if this quote were a person, it would be my foil. Then again, I could be misunderstanding the quote. Hmm.
I want to say more, but my mind has gone blank. There's absolutely no topic popping into my brain right now. So I guess I'll end here.
Anyway, today was the first day. I had English 1B first and then Political Science 20 (Controversial Legal Issues).
Mary Williams is my English professor. She is quite reminiscent of Mrs. Thomas, my English 1A teacher from my freshman year in high school. Hmm, interesting. I think it's her hair haha. And her warm personality. Man, I need to visit Mrs. Thomas sometime. Anyway, in English, we went over the syllabus, and Prof Williams gave us quick homework assignments. Ooh, and when she did the roll call, she got my name right (at least the first half of my first name) :D I don't know why, but I'm still always impressed when a non-Viet speaker gets even a small part of my name right haha.
Patricia McKenzie, my Poli Sci professor, makes many sports references. I got like one of them. If she keeps using those, I'm not gonna get much into my brain haha. She's a big fan of the blackboard website. So I'm gonna have to start using the website this semester. I haven't logged on yet, but it sounds like a college-version of Schoolloop, only better. It has a livechat, or a "virtual classroom." I'm not actually sure what that is yet, but I'll check it out sometime this weekend.
Hmm, so Melissa Avidano(?) is in my English class. Yay! Finally, someone I (kinda) know from ST. I won't be completely alone in that class. However, I feel very alone in my Poli Sci class. Hmm, we have to pick partners for in-class arguments soon. I think my prof gave us 2 weeks to choose or something. I don't remember -__- I need to work on the memory thing.
I'm not documenting my everyday happenings as much as I used to on LiveJournal. I feel like I should, but that's just the compulsion. Still, it's kinda difficult for me to type up entries like this. And I don't even know what "like this" is. I just really, really miss using LiveJournal, but I was updating about inane things on LJ. I'm kinda doing the same thing here, except I know no one else is reading this. I think. Ok, I guess I don't know.
I want to update about important things. But my mind is way out of whack. I don't know what's important. My sense of priorities, if it ever existed in the first place, has become jumbled. Feels like it was always mixed up. It's like, I think I know what my priorities are, but I just don't have them organized.
And, you see, I don't know why anyone would choose to come to me for advice, especially about their priorities. I don't even know what the hell I'm doing. It's like people coming to me for dating advice or any other kind of advice for that matter. I still have no experience. I don't push myself. I have yet to feel motivated or inspired. My moments of epiphany or revelation are evanescent.
I know, I'm focusing on the negativity. I can't help it. I'm still a hypocrite. I'm thinking happy, but I'm being sad.
Oh, my Poli Sci prof gave us a quote: "Try not. Do, or do not. There is no try." Can you guess who said it? I'm sure you can if you've watched Star Wars. Apparently, everyone, except me, has seen the movies. I'll watch them eventually. Maybe. Anyway, that quote got me. I don't remember how it got me. Obviously, I didn't think it was that important to remember. I just think if this quote were a person, it would be my foil. Then again, I could be misunderstanding the quote. Hmm.
I want to say more, but my mind has gone blank. There's absolutely no topic popping into my brain right now. So I guess I'll end here.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Did you know you could call the cops on people for littering?
So my mom and I were just going home, and there was a car in front to the right of us. I could see two people smoking on the driver side. I thought, "Ok, two smokers in the same car. Nothing new." Then, as the cars moved forward, they threw their LIT cigarettes out the windows -__- I have no problem with smoking, but I do feel agitated when people litter. Especially on a nice clean street. Well, relatively clean, but that's beside the point. I wouldn't have thought anything if the cigarettes were rubbed or burned out, but I could still see the embers flying off the cigarettes. What if the cigarettes fell into someone else's car or their own? There have been incidents where cars were lit on fire because of discarded lit cigarettes. Even a few cases where the lighter ignites fumes in the car, causing an explosion. And there were times where a discarded lit cigarette caused fire damage in a residential area because it ignited some shrubs.
People can kill people because of some small indiscretion. Why should I care? Yeah, we all die anyway, but I'd prefer we all die from either natural causes or giant stupidity instead of small stupidity.
Mm, then they threw a cup out of the car too -_- Geez.
I don't know. I told my mom, and then she kept staring at them. I looked at them once. She said they were a bunch of white, teenaged girls. "White people are supposed to be proper, but they are not being proper. They're being rude." Haha I thought, "Mom, all people should be nice and respectful. And it's not because they're white."
Aaanyway, today, I spent a few hours helping B (a really close family friend. I used to call him D on LiveJournal, but I thought "why not change it up?" :P Haha) rearrange furniture in my mom's room and mine. Something to do with Feng Shui. I think. I don't know. My mom's superstitious.
Man, it was a lot of work. Dressers, bed, bed frame thing, TV, TV stand. That's my mom's room. My room: long chair (that was my bed). Moved that into the living room. Took a bit of figuring to get it through the door. Since my brother's been sleeping on an airbed in my room and I wasn't sleeping in my room anyway, my mom thought we should take my chair out. Probably gonna sell it on Craigslist for 200 or 300. For now, it will rest in the living room where I sleep on the couch haha. Oh, and we took the small reclining chair in the living room and put it in my room. So it's at the "head" of the airbed. And B took a small table I had in my room to his home. My junior high and high school diplomas have no place to go but into my dresser. Oh well.
Ahh, so much more space in both bedrooms now. Finally. I won't get yelled at for tripping on my brother when he's sleeping anymore.
I think I'm going to reorganize my room soon. It's gotten a little disorderly in my drawers. My closet was always disorderly because of all my mom's and brother's stuff. I've already gotten rid of most of my old, worn-out clothes.
Not gonna spend money on new clothes. Instead, I told my brother that if he had any clothes he stopped wearing, he should give them to me to wear unless he wanted to give them to someone else. He said ok. I'm going back to my hand-me-down stage :P I don't care. He's got quite a few things he doesn't wear anymore. He got past his "preppy" phase. I don't know what people call it really, though. I don't care. His shirts and jeans are nice. I especially like his jeans, no matter how ridiculously expensive they are. I just like guy jeans. Comfy, not tight. Bigger pockets. I tend to carry a lot of things on my person. Just to be prepared haha.
Girl jeans suck because I can't find any with sufficient pockets. Always too tight or too small to fit anything in comfortably. I mean, my keys don't even want to go in. Though, I do have a favorite pair because it's so roomy and has big pockets! Haha. It's just got flashy, Asian-designed back pockets. But it's good. I like 'em. They're not tight haha. Why do girls wear such tight jeans? It's true we don't have anything down there to be constricted, but still. Geez...
But anyway, back to reorganizing my room.... I need to find stuff. Nothing in particular right now, but I need to have that room capability, you know? Usually, the only time my room is organized well enough is when I first move into the room. It stays neat for a few weeks. Then my family goes in and out, taking stuff out and putting stuff in. I do so too. Of course. It's my room. Yeah, things just go in different drawers or get hidden by the new things, and I can't find them anymore. Well, except my clothes. My clothes are fine. I don't have that much to keep track of. Mm, anyway, I guess I just like to reorganize, throw pointless stuff out (though I have letting-go issues), and go through the memories haha.
Ah, memories.
People can kill people because of some small indiscretion. Why should I care? Yeah, we all die anyway, but I'd prefer we all die from either natural causes or giant stupidity instead of small stupidity.
Mm, then they threw a cup out of the car too -_- Geez.
I don't know. I told my mom, and then she kept staring at them. I looked at them once. She said they were a bunch of white, teenaged girls. "White people are supposed to be proper, but they are not being proper. They're being rude." Haha I thought, "Mom, all people should be nice and respectful. And it's not because they're white."
Aaanyway, today, I spent a few hours helping B (a really close family friend. I used to call him D on LiveJournal, but I thought "why not change it up?" :P Haha) rearrange furniture in my mom's room and mine. Something to do with Feng Shui. I think. I don't know. My mom's superstitious.
Man, it was a lot of work. Dressers, bed, bed frame thing, TV, TV stand. That's my mom's room. My room: long chair (that was my bed). Moved that into the living room. Took a bit of figuring to get it through the door. Since my brother's been sleeping on an airbed in my room and I wasn't sleeping in my room anyway, my mom thought we should take my chair out. Probably gonna sell it on Craigslist for 200 or 300. For now, it will rest in the living room where I sleep on the couch haha. Oh, and we took the small reclining chair in the living room and put it in my room. So it's at the "head" of the airbed. And B took a small table I had in my room to his home. My junior high and high school diplomas have no place to go but into my dresser. Oh well.
Ahh, so much more space in both bedrooms now. Finally. I won't get yelled at for tripping on my brother when he's sleeping anymore.
I think I'm going to reorganize my room soon. It's gotten a little disorderly in my drawers. My closet was always disorderly because of all my mom's and brother's stuff. I've already gotten rid of most of my old, worn-out clothes.
Not gonna spend money on new clothes. Instead, I told my brother that if he had any clothes he stopped wearing, he should give them to me to wear unless he wanted to give them to someone else. He said ok. I'm going back to my hand-me-down stage :P I don't care. He's got quite a few things he doesn't wear anymore. He got past his "preppy" phase. I don't know what people call it really, though. I don't care. His shirts and jeans are nice. I especially like his jeans, no matter how ridiculously expensive they are. I just like guy jeans. Comfy, not tight. Bigger pockets. I tend to carry a lot of things on my person. Just to be prepared haha.
Girl jeans suck because I can't find any with sufficient pockets. Always too tight or too small to fit anything in comfortably. I mean, my keys don't even want to go in. Though, I do have a favorite pair because it's so roomy and has big pockets! Haha. It's just got flashy, Asian-designed back pockets. But it's good. I like 'em. They're not tight haha. Why do girls wear such tight jeans? It's true we don't have anything down there to be constricted, but still. Geez...
But anyway, back to reorganizing my room.... I need to find stuff. Nothing in particular right now, but I need to have that room capability, you know? Usually, the only time my room is organized well enough is when I first move into the room. It stays neat for a few weeks. Then my family goes in and out, taking stuff out and putting stuff in. I do so too. Of course. It's my room. Yeah, things just go in different drawers or get hidden by the new things, and I can't find them anymore. Well, except my clothes. My clothes are fine. I don't have that much to keep track of. Mm, anyway, I guess I just like to reorganize, throw pointless stuff out (though I have letting-go issues), and go through the memories haha.
Ah, memories.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
USANA? MLM? What a tiring day.
So today, my friend Maria, whom I hadn't seen in 6 or so years, picked me up at 7 in the morning to take me to a gathering of her coworkers and such. It was for me to get a feel for the possible job opportunity. Last night, I asked her what her job was, but she was very vague about it. So I decided just to go check it out, even though I had to wear my MUN clothes -__-
I dislike formality. So much. Oh, there was a lot of handshaking at the meeting/presentation(?). Handshakes are cool, but -gasp- hugs would've been better :O Who woulda thunk I'd ever say that? But anyway I don't think hugs go well with formality -_- Hah, I'll take the hugs and casualty over the handshakes and formality any day :P Jk. It's casualness, not casualty. Heh, I was just thinking about a singer who mixed up that word.
So I'm not gonna go into detail. I go into detail about other things. I don't feel like it today. My shoulder hurts from sitting for almost 6-7 hours straight. Surprisingly, I'm not that tired though. Just sore.
Anyway, what was I gonna say? Oh, USANA. That's the corporation that Maria works for. I had no idea what it was. I had heard of it from people, but I didn't really know anything about it. I was surprised to learn that it was a Multi-level Marketing company. Not particularly what I would want to be a part of. Why? Because one of the reasons I want a job is to get out of the house a little more haha.
But I paid attention to the many speakers. There were a few successful USANA folks and Jennifer Azzi (Google her. I'm not much of a pro ball fan to explain who she is). The president of the company was there too. That's why it took so long haha. It was interesting, to say the least, but I'm really not that fond of MLMs. I like hands-on work more. Shocking to hear that from myself haha. And I don't like selling things. That's so upfront and close to the consumers. The consumers scare me. But, in general, I don't like the business field or the like. I like the behind-the-scenes work more. Maybe, a stage hand :O Haha no. I don't know :P
Anyway, as hilarious as the speakers were, I couldn't help but feel a cult-like feeling in the air haha. Or maybe I should say family-like. Yeah, family sounds better. Very lively audience. Loud too. They replied to questions in unison. It was strange. So much more energetic and fervent (I don't know if those are the right words) than a high school pep rally or even a gathering of Key Clubbers high off of pixie stix and feelings of good will :O That's very shocking, imho.
I dunno. I guess I'd say they're all very supportive of each other, which is a good aspect of working with the company. But seriously, really not fond of MLMs. You never know when they're fooling you XP USANA may be one of the few companies that doesn't do that, but I don't know for sure.
Oh, I remember the not-very-PC (haha....) president said something about people not knowing what they want to do and always focusing on the negative. Or maybe it was someone else. Anyway, he/she said those people don't attract business. I don't feel positive. I mean, I'm glad this work works for some people. I don't know what I'm saying anymore haha. I would just prefer to stay away from home-based delivery services XP
If people wanna do it, they can do it. I don't think I want to. I might check it out some more, but I don't feel like it's the thing I want to do. At least not now. I want a different experience. Sales, I don't like sales. I try to stay away from sales XP Especially when products are so expensive. I wouldn't pay all that money for that stuff. I know my mom would. I think she did once with USANA. She stopped because it was so expensive.
I don't think I know many people if any who would pay for multivitamins and other dietary supplements. I know people who want jobs. If they wanna do this, they can. I won't stop them.
Ok, I totally forgot where I was going with this stuff. Mm.
I'll just say I'm eating healthier now than I did in years past. Well, when I eat anyway. I still forget to eat, but it's not as bad as it was before. I think. Since I'm not on the desktop almost 12 hours a day anymore, I remember to eat :)
But anyway, what I'm trying to get at is I don't feel like dietary supplements are necessary. True, we might not get all the nutrients we need from what we eat. But that doesn't really kill people as long as they get enough of most. Obviously, I'm not saying we should just ignore our nutritional needs. I just don't feel like spending a lot of money of this stuff that is supposed to help us and is allegedly sold by people who want to help people. Yeah, I know, some do really have the good intention of helping consumers by selling the products. But if you're trying to help consumers and make them healthier, why the hell are the products so expensive?
I don't know. I don't really have a head for value of any product. I can't even tell you how much a pack of gum costs anymore. It's just the numbers scare me. And if the numbers scare me, I don't wanna be putting those numbers in front of other people's faces -shrug- I'm weak in that way haha.
Ooh, I think I've really only been spending time on the computer typing these entries and responding to Myspace and Facebook comments. I don't even go on AIM much. Or I log on, but I'm away more often. And I'm actually away from the computer most of the time. Or I'm doing this :P
I should feel proud of myself. But right now I don't really care haha.
Yeah, I know, the last bit was not related. But I jump topics too easily and don't really defend what I'm saying (not well anyway). But people love me anyway :D Haha just kidding. But it's kinda true though: I am so frickin' lovable! :3
I dislike formality. So much. Oh, there was a lot of handshaking at the meeting/presentation(?). Handshakes are cool, but -gasp- hugs would've been better :O Who woulda thunk I'd ever say that? But anyway I don't think hugs go well with formality -_- Hah, I'll take the hugs and casualty over the handshakes and formality any day :P Jk. It's casualness, not casualty. Heh, I was just thinking about a singer who mixed up that word.
So I'm not gonna go into detail. I go into detail about other things. I don't feel like it today. My shoulder hurts from sitting for almost 6-7 hours straight. Surprisingly, I'm not that tired though. Just sore.
Anyway, what was I gonna say? Oh, USANA. That's the corporation that Maria works for. I had no idea what it was. I had heard of it from people, but I didn't really know anything about it. I was surprised to learn that it was a Multi-level Marketing company. Not particularly what I would want to be a part of. Why? Because one of the reasons I want a job is to get out of the house a little more haha.
But I paid attention to the many speakers. There were a few successful USANA folks and Jennifer Azzi (Google her. I'm not much of a pro ball fan to explain who she is). The president of the company was there too. That's why it took so long haha. It was interesting, to say the least, but I'm really not that fond of MLMs. I like hands-on work more. Shocking to hear that from myself haha. And I don't like selling things. That's so upfront and close to the consumers. The consumers scare me. But, in general, I don't like the business field or the like. I like the behind-the-scenes work more. Maybe, a stage hand :O Haha no. I don't know :P
Anyway, as hilarious as the speakers were, I couldn't help but feel a cult-like feeling in the air haha. Or maybe I should say family-like. Yeah, family sounds better. Very lively audience. Loud too. They replied to questions in unison. It was strange. So much more energetic and fervent (I don't know if those are the right words) than a high school pep rally or even a gathering of Key Clubbers high off of pixie stix and feelings of good will :O That's very shocking, imho.
I dunno. I guess I'd say they're all very supportive of each other, which is a good aspect of working with the company. But seriously, really not fond of MLMs. You never know when they're fooling you XP USANA may be one of the few companies that doesn't do that, but I don't know for sure.
Oh, I remember the not-very-PC (haha....) president said something about people not knowing what they want to do and always focusing on the negative. Or maybe it was someone else. Anyway, he/she said those people don't attract business. I don't feel positive. I mean, I'm glad this work works for some people. I don't know what I'm saying anymore haha. I would just prefer to stay away from home-based delivery services XP
If people wanna do it, they can do it. I don't think I want to. I might check it out some more, but I don't feel like it's the thing I want to do. At least not now. I want a different experience. Sales, I don't like sales. I try to stay away from sales XP Especially when products are so expensive. I wouldn't pay all that money for that stuff. I know my mom would. I think she did once with USANA. She stopped because it was so expensive.
I don't think I know many people if any who would pay for multivitamins and other dietary supplements. I know people who want jobs. If they wanna do this, they can. I won't stop them.
Ok, I totally forgot where I was going with this stuff. Mm.
I'll just say I'm eating healthier now than I did in years past. Well, when I eat anyway. I still forget to eat, but it's not as bad as it was before. I think. Since I'm not on the desktop almost 12 hours a day anymore, I remember to eat :)
But anyway, what I'm trying to get at is I don't feel like dietary supplements are necessary. True, we might not get all the nutrients we need from what we eat. But that doesn't really kill people as long as they get enough of most. Obviously, I'm not saying we should just ignore our nutritional needs. I just don't feel like spending a lot of money of this stuff that is supposed to help us and is allegedly sold by people who want to help people. Yeah, I know, some do really have the good intention of helping consumers by selling the products. But if you're trying to help consumers and make them healthier, why the hell are the products so expensive?
I don't know. I don't really have a head for value of any product. I can't even tell you how much a pack of gum costs anymore. It's just the numbers scare me. And if the numbers scare me, I don't wanna be putting those numbers in front of other people's faces -shrug- I'm weak in that way haha.
Ooh, I think I've really only been spending time on the computer typing these entries and responding to Myspace and Facebook comments. I don't even go on AIM much. Or I log on, but I'm away more often. And I'm actually away from the computer most of the time. Or I'm doing this :P
I should feel proud of myself. But right now I don't really care haha.
Yeah, I know, the last bit was not related. But I jump topics too easily and don't really defend what I'm saying (not well anyway). But people love me anyway :D Haha just kidding. But it's kinda true though: I am so frickin' lovable! :3
Friday, January 9, 2009
Should people die?
Morbid, yeah? Yeah.
It's just the whole 2012 Armageddon/Apocalypse/etc and Igor Panarin discussions. My mom's worrying a lot about it. I'd explain, but I'm just gonna say that my mom is very superstitious and paranoid.
About an hour ago, we were driving somewhere and talking about the earthquake that occurred yesterday in Orange County. I told her that a radio host was warning people about a predicted earthquake sometime today or whenever, and our conversation just turned toward Panarin's prediction about the US.
Then she remembered this map we looked at almost 10 years ago, I think. It was a map of the world at a point in the near future. The water had risen and covered much of the lands. California became an island and had been slowly swallowed by the water until there was only a sliver left (San Jose was submerged!). That's all I really remember from that map. Well, I remember some nations just disappeared altogether.
Obviously, that will come after the disintegration of the US. Mm hmm.
Another civil war. Hmm. I wonder how that would go. If it happens, it happens. The only thing that saddens me is that people would get hurt. But hey, if and when, I'm joining the DeFranco nation XD Or I'll just wait till Canada takes over a few states and then emigrate to Canadian territory haha. I always wanted to go to Canada, you know :)
Do I believe the disintegration will actually happen? Do I believe that Americans are that depraved and selfish? Will we allow ourselves to go so low as to attack fellow Americans just because we got it rough? Sometimes, yes; other times, no. Haha I don't know. People are people. Some are nice, and some aren't. All I can say is "people are idiots." I include myself in that, too. I know I'm an idiot sometimes. I'm just glad I can admit it. Ooh, I'm straying haha.
I think that if people are pushed past their limits or burn out their fuses, then yeah people may sink low, lower than the ground. But I also think it's because people set their limits. Why limit yourself, your patience? Things always gotta get worse before they get better. I mean, c'mon, if things were always good, we'd complain about how boring life is without the turbulence.
Anyway, I think I wanted to post an entry about the End of the World, but now I don't know how or where to take it. Hmm.
Is it so bad? To die? I mean, I think people feel like death is a bad thing. I don't think death in itself is bad. Yeah, the separation, the loss, and the emptiness feels terrible. For those still living and attached.
But really, why is death bad? Because it leads to an unknown? Because it's the end? You didn't live your life to the fullest and it feels worthless just before the end?
Why are people afraid to die? Because there's always so much more they can do with their lives. You could say instinct, but c'mon, be a little more open-minded to the possible reasons. There's usually more than one approach. But I don't want to delve into the reasons now. There's no point. I'm saving some pointless things for another time. Maybe.
If people never die, they'll just continue to grow old and weak and sick. That's how it seems to work anyway. Eventually, there's pain in growing old. Sometimes, the pain makes people want to die. Death ends the pain. For the one dying, of course. Death ends dying. So death isn't really all that bad. For the dying. But living is dying. I mean, dying is basically the process of reaching death, isn't it? So, as we live, we die. It's a sad way of looking at it, but isn't it true?
Life and death go hand in hand. You can't have one without the other. And the process of each (living and dying) intertwine so well that we hardly notice. We all assume that living comes first and then dying second, but I don't think so. I mean, we can die at any second, whether naturally or not. It can happen now, tomorrow, or in a few years. Is that why people are always afraid?
Hmm, I don't think I'm afraid to die. I don't want to be. I'm not afraid of the darkness anymore. And I'm assuming the end of life brings darkness to my eyes forever. I'm not afraid, but I am scared that it's gonna hurt. I don't want to feel pain when I die. But if I do, it's fine. Not like I could change it. But I want music. I'm not sure I care what kinda music as long as it can lull me to sleep haha. Music takes the pain away sometimes, so it wouldn't matter if death is painful.
I worry though, that when I die, someone will be hurt, left behind. And that would just make me feel terrible for dying haha.
I don't remember where I was going with this or if I was going anywhere with this entry. Huh.
Well, it's nice to get my thoughts out, however redundant they may seem. I need to put in something a little more upbeat though or at least less saddening haha.
It's just the whole 2012 Armageddon/Apocalypse/etc and Igor Panarin discussions. My mom's worrying a lot about it. I'd explain, but I'm just gonna say that my mom is very superstitious and paranoid.
About an hour ago, we were driving somewhere and talking about the earthquake that occurred yesterday in Orange County. I told her that a radio host was warning people about a predicted earthquake sometime today or whenever, and our conversation just turned toward Panarin's prediction about the US.
Then she remembered this map we looked at almost 10 years ago, I think. It was a map of the world at a point in the near future. The water had risen and covered much of the lands. California became an island and had been slowly swallowed by the water until there was only a sliver left (San Jose was submerged!). That's all I really remember from that map. Well, I remember some nations just disappeared altogether.
Obviously, that will come after the disintegration of the US. Mm hmm.
Another civil war. Hmm. I wonder how that would go. If it happens, it happens. The only thing that saddens me is that people would get hurt. But hey, if and when, I'm joining the DeFranco nation XD Or I'll just wait till Canada takes over a few states and then emigrate to Canadian territory haha. I always wanted to go to Canada, you know :)
Do I believe the disintegration will actually happen? Do I believe that Americans are that depraved and selfish? Will we allow ourselves to go so low as to attack fellow Americans just because we got it rough? Sometimes, yes; other times, no. Haha I don't know. People are people. Some are nice, and some aren't. All I can say is "people are idiots." I include myself in that, too. I know I'm an idiot sometimes. I'm just glad I can admit it. Ooh, I'm straying haha.
I think that if people are pushed past their limits or burn out their fuses, then yeah people may sink low, lower than the ground. But I also think it's because people set their limits. Why limit yourself, your patience? Things always gotta get worse before they get better. I mean, c'mon, if things were always good, we'd complain about how boring life is without the turbulence.
Anyway, I think I wanted to post an entry about the End of the World, but now I don't know how or where to take it. Hmm.
Is it so bad? To die? I mean, I think people feel like death is a bad thing. I don't think death in itself is bad. Yeah, the separation, the loss, and the emptiness feels terrible. For those still living and attached.
But really, why is death bad? Because it leads to an unknown? Because it's the end? You didn't live your life to the fullest and it feels worthless just before the end?
Why are people afraid to die? Because there's always so much more they can do with their lives. You could say instinct, but c'mon, be a little more open-minded to the possible reasons. There's usually more than one approach. But I don't want to delve into the reasons now. There's no point. I'm saving some pointless things for another time. Maybe.
If people never die, they'll just continue to grow old and weak and sick. That's how it seems to work anyway. Eventually, there's pain in growing old. Sometimes, the pain makes people want to die. Death ends the pain. For the one dying, of course. Death ends dying. So death isn't really all that bad. For the dying. But living is dying. I mean, dying is basically the process of reaching death, isn't it? So, as we live, we die. It's a sad way of looking at it, but isn't it true?
Life and death go hand in hand. You can't have one without the other. And the process of each (living and dying) intertwine so well that we hardly notice. We all assume that living comes first and then dying second, but I don't think so. I mean, we can die at any second, whether naturally or not. It can happen now, tomorrow, or in a few years. Is that why people are always afraid?
Hmm, I don't think I'm afraid to die. I don't want to be. I'm not afraid of the darkness anymore. And I'm assuming the end of life brings darkness to my eyes forever. I'm not afraid, but I am scared that it's gonna hurt. I don't want to feel pain when I die. But if I do, it's fine. Not like I could change it. But I want music. I'm not sure I care what kinda music as long as it can lull me to sleep haha. Music takes the pain away sometimes, so it wouldn't matter if death is painful.
I worry though, that when I die, someone will be hurt, left behind. And that would just make me feel terrible for dying haha.
I don't remember where I was going with this or if I was going anywhere with this entry. Huh.
Well, it's nice to get my thoughts out, however redundant they may seem. I need to put in something a little more upbeat though or at least less saddening haha.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
I didn't visit ST today..
Because I had to drive Tony to work and my mother wherever she wanted to go. On any other day, I wouldn't care, but I told her I was planning on going to ST. She just ruined my plan.. I supposed it's ok because she never gave me the ok to go.
But that's not why I decided to update.
I'm pissed off.. She just yelled at me. Stupid bullshit..
For the past month or so, she's been watching GemsTV. I hate that fuckin' channel.. We know how these things work. They cut down the prices, especially now that the economy is down, luring viewers, enticing them. People think they're getting a deal, but we all know they're still just blowing their money.
And my mom's the one who's riding my brother's ass about all the debt we have.. We have debt. Ok. The reasonable thing to do is to cut down on the extra spending. Instead, she wastes money on fuckin' pointless jewelry. The first time she asked me to call in for her, I was already skeptical. I know her spending habits. I've lived with her my whole life. I know. But I can't say shit. Why? Because she's the goddamn adult who's so much more responsible and wise.
Tony definitely doesn't help the situation. I told him that even if the jewelry is cheap now, it adds up. He wants to spoil her. Why? Because he screwed up and he thinks that if he just makes the phone calls, my mom won't scold him as much.
I don't know why people spend money on pointless things like this. It's fine to spend from time to time. But buying something every week is just fuckin' stupid. Especially when she won't even wear the crap. Why won't she wear the stuff? Because someone might mistake her for a rich spender and rob her. Oh, now, why would he think that? And if that's the case, then what is the fuckin' point??
So tonight, just now, my mom bitched at me. Why? Because I refused to call in for a diamond ring. Actually, I dialed. I just delayed it. "I just ordered earrings for you five minutes ago!" Then I didn't remember the item number so I couldn't place the order anyway. So she screamed at me for delaying the dialing. I was pissed. Are you fucking serious? It's just a ring. A pointless ring that you won't wear. Why do you want to get something you're only gonna touch once?
I walked out of the room, saying, "It's just a ring. You don't need it."
Seriously, she's going to yell at me for that? I mean, I know I've done my share of stupid things that deserved her reprimand. But this in no way merited that shit. Stupid.. Ugh.. I'm pissed off. I wish someone was here to back me up. She's not gonna see past "it's your fault." It's gonna keep being my fault. I never get to hear an apology. At least all the other times, she didn't have to apologize because her rationale for those situations was that she cared about me and where my life was heading. You know, parents yell because they care. This time, there's no excuse.
I'm glad I didn't place the order. I save us $150, which she'll probably spend on the next piece of jewelry she sees on the screen when Tony gets home. Fuck it. I'm not gonna call in for her anymore.
I'm not abetting idiocy...
I wish I could just leave. I need a cool-down period. Just being here right now pisses me off. Or it saddens me. I haven't decided which yet. Maybe it's both. Over something so little, so trivial.. No wonder my patience sucks so much..
But that's not why I decided to update.
I'm pissed off.. She just yelled at me. Stupid bullshit..
For the past month or so, she's been watching GemsTV. I hate that fuckin' channel.. We know how these things work. They cut down the prices, especially now that the economy is down, luring viewers, enticing them. People think they're getting a deal, but we all know they're still just blowing their money.
And my mom's the one who's riding my brother's ass about all the debt we have.. We have debt. Ok. The reasonable thing to do is to cut down on the extra spending. Instead, she wastes money on fuckin' pointless jewelry. The first time she asked me to call in for her, I was already skeptical. I know her spending habits. I've lived with her my whole life. I know. But I can't say shit. Why? Because she's the goddamn adult who's so much more responsible and wise.
Tony definitely doesn't help the situation. I told him that even if the jewelry is cheap now, it adds up. He wants to spoil her. Why? Because he screwed up and he thinks that if he just makes the phone calls, my mom won't scold him as much.
I don't know why people spend money on pointless things like this. It's fine to spend from time to time. But buying something every week is just fuckin' stupid. Especially when she won't even wear the crap. Why won't she wear the stuff? Because someone might mistake her for a rich spender and rob her. Oh, now, why would he think that? And if that's the case, then what is the fuckin' point??
So tonight, just now, my mom bitched at me. Why? Because I refused to call in for a diamond ring. Actually, I dialed. I just delayed it. "I just ordered earrings for you five minutes ago!" Then I didn't remember the item number so I couldn't place the order anyway. So she screamed at me for delaying the dialing. I was pissed. Are you fucking serious? It's just a ring. A pointless ring that you won't wear. Why do you want to get something you're only gonna touch once?
I walked out of the room, saying, "It's just a ring. You don't need it."
Seriously, she's going to yell at me for that? I mean, I know I've done my share of stupid things that deserved her reprimand. But this in no way merited that shit. Stupid.. Ugh.. I'm pissed off. I wish someone was here to back me up. She's not gonna see past "it's your fault." It's gonna keep being my fault. I never get to hear an apology. At least all the other times, she didn't have to apologize because her rationale for those situations was that she cared about me and where my life was heading. You know, parents yell because they care. This time, there's no excuse.
I'm glad I didn't place the order. I save us $150, which she'll probably spend on the next piece of jewelry she sees on the screen when Tony gets home. Fuck it. I'm not gonna call in for her anymore.
I'm not abetting idiocy...
I wish I could just leave. I need a cool-down period. Just being here right now pisses me off. Or it saddens me. I haven't decided which yet. Maybe it's both. Over something so little, so trivial.. No wonder my patience sucks so much..
Monday, January 5, 2009
Blogger is still confusing o_o
I'm not really trying to get the hang of using this blog. Just too complicated for me.
It doesn't matter though. I don't have anything interesting to update about. Mm...
Well, I spent most of my day driving Tony around. Job hunting or something. Oh, and I waited for two hours, while he was discussing whatever with his previous boss. So for now, he will have a temporary job back at Gumbo Jumbo. Woo...
I don't know if it's because of New Year's or not, but I have this headache on the side of my head that keeps coming and going. And sometimes, it spreads to my neck. It's quite bothersome.
Anyway, Tony starts work again tomorrow, and I'm happy I don't have to drive him. I don't like driving him. He gets road rage even when he's not behind the wheel. He's made me cry a few times already T__T What a jerk. But he can be nice.
Though, I had a nightmare about driving him places. It was recent. Maybe a week or so ago. It was terrible. I woke up with tears streaming down my face :( Really don't like driving my brother around. One, I'm a weak driver. I don't drive often enough to know much. Two, he's bad at giving directions. Like, when I'm trying to find a parking spot, he either complains about how far away from the entrance I'm about to park or points somewhere through the windshield at some spot and says "over there."
Now, I'm not psychic. I say I am, but we all know I'm not. Where the hell is "over there" supposed to be? I mean, I'm sitting about 2 feet to his left; I'm not exactly in a good position to see where his finger is pointing. At best, it looks like he's pointing to some empty spot nearby. However, when I turn in, he explodes. "Why the fuck are you parking here?! I said over there!" By now, he's stopped pointing, I'm getting frustrated and sad, and the car has stopped moving. "Fucking idiot" or "fucking bitch" rings out somewhere at this time. Tears start to stream down my face. I drive forward and ask, "Here?" I'm trying to keep the anger out of my voice. How spiteful do I feel?
He nods. I don't see because I'm looking straight ahead. I wait for an answer. An angry yes. Drive forward. Park. Keep looking ahead.
This was in my dream. This happened in real life. However, the time that it happened in real life was when I was driving him to court. My mom was in the backseat, but she didn't yell at him. I thought she would. I kinda wanted her to. I mean, c'mon, he swore in front of her. At me! When I was doing him a favor! How uncool is that?
And they made me stay in the car, while his trial thing was going on. I just sat in the car, thinking about how I could kill my brother. "Ungrateful bastard." I was muttering under my breath, even though no one else was in the car. People walked by, glanced at me, and kept walking. I was a crying nobody. But that was fine. I didn't want a stranger asking me what was wrong.
Ahh, ok, I don't know why I started typing about that. I guess I'm stuck on that bit of the past. Well, he yelled at me today too. When I was doing him a favor, again. But he didn't yell as much because he wasn't in the car that much. I got to read. Chyeah, I read. Making use of my library card, oh yeah.
I'm doing pretty well with my resolutions. Obviously, I can't multitask or think about all of my resolutions every day. I'm doing what I can: Reading, hugging, complimenting, computer time, sodas, and trying to meditate. I think I'll have to put that last one off till when I can get myself together. It's really hard to focus. Should meditate in the morning instead of the evening. I gotta try to get up earlier.
I have 12 months to work on these though. I should be ok. I shall keep trying.
Anyway, I'm planning on visiting ST tomorrow by myself, which is fine. I just wanna visit on a regular day. Can't next week because it's finals for ST and faculty gets a little anal around then. Then the next week, I have to get ready for school again. Ugh. Great. Wonderful. I hope I do better.
I did well first semester in terms of academics. 2 A+'s, 1 A-, and 1 B+. Pretty damn good. I got myself a 3.75 GPA. I just want to do more. Hopefully will take the initiative to join a club or something. Make better use of my time. Fill in the blanks of my social life or life in general. All I did first semester was go to school, go home, do homework, and do online stuff that I don't remember. Need to do more than that. It would help with the resolutions, I'm sure haha.
Yay for tangents. Back to visiting ST. Yeah. I told my mom I wanted to visit tomorrow, and she got mad. She said I've been going out too much. "But I'm just visiting my high school." Too much, too much. I guess going out once or twice a week is too much. Well, it is compared to how much I had gone out all semester, which was basically once. I just wanna go out. I can't be cooped up all the time.
My mom. Love her. Understand her. But wish she would just ease up some more. I remember the first day of Winter Break, she said, "So you've finished your first semester. You should go have fun now." Did she only mean that first day? I told her my break lasts about 6 weeks, and the majority of my friends only have 2 or 3. It would be logical that I would try to cram in as much time as I could with them in the first two or three weeks. Of course, I didn't hang out with all of them :/ I stuck to the same group of people, really. Now that I think about it, I feel pretty stupid because I didn't get to see more of my friends. I pretty much saw the same ones 3 or 4 times.
And now, everyone's gone back to school. All except the semester kids.
Since I only have less than three weeks till school starts, I want to visit ST before then. Especially since I missed visiting with my '08 friends. None of whom told me they were visiting ST in the first place -__- So I wanna visit now. I don't care if I'm by myself. It doesn't matter. I just wanna go see people. I haven't seen any of the high school kids in over 6 months! Too long. I don't even know what they're like now. And, you know, people can change a lot in six months. It's frightening, really.
So, I'm hoping tomorrow will be a good day. A really good day. Damn, I don't even know who I'm gonna visit first. Maybe Dimas' class. I think I'll probably get to the campus around 4th or 5th period. Before lunch, I know that. Shoot, I don't even know which classes or periods my friends are in. Well, I'll just talk to the teachers first haha. At lunch, I'll roam about the school, finding students :D
I just don't want to feel awkward. Pretty easy for me.
Anyway, I wish I could say more, but my computer time limit hinders me. Hmph. But yay for rambling. Kinda.
It doesn't matter though. I don't have anything interesting to update about. Mm...
Well, I spent most of my day driving Tony around. Job hunting or something. Oh, and I waited for two hours, while he was discussing whatever with his previous boss. So for now, he will have a temporary job back at Gumbo Jumbo. Woo...
I don't know if it's because of New Year's or not, but I have this headache on the side of my head that keeps coming and going. And sometimes, it spreads to my neck. It's quite bothersome.
Anyway, Tony starts work again tomorrow, and I'm happy I don't have to drive him. I don't like driving him. He gets road rage even when he's not behind the wheel. He's made me cry a few times already T__T What a jerk. But he can be nice.
Though, I had a nightmare about driving him places. It was recent. Maybe a week or so ago. It was terrible. I woke up with tears streaming down my face :( Really don't like driving my brother around. One, I'm a weak driver. I don't drive often enough to know much. Two, he's bad at giving directions. Like, when I'm trying to find a parking spot, he either complains about how far away from the entrance I'm about to park or points somewhere through the windshield at some spot and says "over there."
Now, I'm not psychic. I say I am, but we all know I'm not. Where the hell is "over there" supposed to be? I mean, I'm sitting about 2 feet to his left; I'm not exactly in a good position to see where his finger is pointing. At best, it looks like he's pointing to some empty spot nearby. However, when I turn in, he explodes. "Why the fuck are you parking here?! I said over there!" By now, he's stopped pointing, I'm getting frustrated and sad, and the car has stopped moving. "Fucking idiot" or "fucking bitch" rings out somewhere at this time. Tears start to stream down my face. I drive forward and ask, "Here?" I'm trying to keep the anger out of my voice. How spiteful do I feel?
He nods. I don't see because I'm looking straight ahead. I wait for an answer. An angry yes. Drive forward. Park. Keep looking ahead.
This was in my dream. This happened in real life. However, the time that it happened in real life was when I was driving him to court. My mom was in the backseat, but she didn't yell at him. I thought she would. I kinda wanted her to. I mean, c'mon, he swore in front of her. At me! When I was doing him a favor! How uncool is that?
And they made me stay in the car, while his trial thing was going on. I just sat in the car, thinking about how I could kill my brother. "Ungrateful bastard." I was muttering under my breath, even though no one else was in the car. People walked by, glanced at me, and kept walking. I was a crying nobody. But that was fine. I didn't want a stranger asking me what was wrong.
Ahh, ok, I don't know why I started typing about that. I guess I'm stuck on that bit of the past. Well, he yelled at me today too. When I was doing him a favor, again. But he didn't yell as much because he wasn't in the car that much. I got to read. Chyeah, I read. Making use of my library card, oh yeah.
I'm doing pretty well with my resolutions. Obviously, I can't multitask or think about all of my resolutions every day. I'm doing what I can: Reading, hugging, complimenting, computer time, sodas, and trying to meditate. I think I'll have to put that last one off till when I can get myself together. It's really hard to focus. Should meditate in the morning instead of the evening. I gotta try to get up earlier.
I have 12 months to work on these though. I should be ok. I shall keep trying.
Anyway, I'm planning on visiting ST tomorrow by myself, which is fine. I just wanna visit on a regular day. Can't next week because it's finals for ST and faculty gets a little anal around then. Then the next week, I have to get ready for school again. Ugh. Great. Wonderful. I hope I do better.
I did well first semester in terms of academics. 2 A+'s, 1 A-, and 1 B+. Pretty damn good. I got myself a 3.75 GPA. I just want to do more. Hopefully will take the initiative to join a club or something. Make better use of my time. Fill in the blanks of my social life or life in general. All I did first semester was go to school, go home, do homework, and do online stuff that I don't remember. Need to do more than that. It would help with the resolutions, I'm sure haha.
Yay for tangents. Back to visiting ST. Yeah. I told my mom I wanted to visit tomorrow, and she got mad. She said I've been going out too much. "But I'm just visiting my high school." Too much, too much. I guess going out once or twice a week is too much. Well, it is compared to how much I had gone out all semester, which was basically once. I just wanna go out. I can't be cooped up all the time.
My mom. Love her. Understand her. But wish she would just ease up some more. I remember the first day of Winter Break, she said, "So you've finished your first semester. You should go have fun now." Did she only mean that first day? I told her my break lasts about 6 weeks, and the majority of my friends only have 2 or 3. It would be logical that I would try to cram in as much time as I could with them in the first two or three weeks. Of course, I didn't hang out with all of them :/ I stuck to the same group of people, really. Now that I think about it, I feel pretty stupid because I didn't get to see more of my friends. I pretty much saw the same ones 3 or 4 times.
And now, everyone's gone back to school. All except the semester kids.
Since I only have less than three weeks till school starts, I want to visit ST before then. Especially since I missed visiting with my '08 friends. None of whom told me they were visiting ST in the first place -__- So I wanna visit now. I don't care if I'm by myself. It doesn't matter. I just wanna go see people. I haven't seen any of the high school kids in over 6 months! Too long. I don't even know what they're like now. And, you know, people can change a lot in six months. It's frightening, really.
So, I'm hoping tomorrow will be a good day. A really good day. Damn, I don't even know who I'm gonna visit first. Maybe Dimas' class. I think I'll probably get to the campus around 4th or 5th period. Before lunch, I know that. Shoot, I don't even know which classes or periods my friends are in. Well, I'll just talk to the teachers first haha. At lunch, I'll roam about the school, finding students :D
I just don't want to feel awkward. Pretty easy for me.
Anyway, I wish I could say more, but my computer time limit hinders me. Hmph. But yay for rambling. Kinda.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Happy New Year!
So it's 2009 now. What fun. A new year. 23 resolutions to work on or achieve. Well, 21 now. I renewed my library card and just made a new blog, hmm. No more LJ. Now, it's Blogger/Blogspot (that still confuses me).
I was thinking of making my first blog about some random topic, but I think I wanna remember as much as I can about New Year's. It was good and bad. I don't think I'll say too much. I and my details follow each other too closely sometimes.
Anyway, so New Year's Eve, I had dinner with my family and another family. Then I asked my mom if I could go to a New Year's get-together with a few friends. Being the good Asian kid I am, I mentioned the names of the friends that my mom likes: Alex D, Kathleen, Ariane, Randy, and Kiet. They really were going though, so I wasn't lying. And I did tell her that the host of the party was Markus, Ariane's friend, not mine. Partying with Wrawsome or at least half of it.
Surprisingly, my mom was ok with it, even though she repeatedly warned me against drinking again. After Cathy's birthday thing, I agreed I wouldn't drink any hard liquor, at most a shot haha. You know, in Vietnamese, it's really easy to twist words.
Mm, so Alex picked me up after he picked up Kat, Randy, and Kiet. First, we made a quick stop at Alex O's house. Then we were off to Waverly Ave. Damn, there was hella fog that night. Anyway, we kept missing Markus' house. It was funny though.
Ariane introduced us to her crew, but we still kinda kept to ourselves. No mingling. Too awkward. We were the strangers in this house, you know. So after about half an hour, I think, Kiet suggested going to another party where there were some people we actually knew. Ariane got hella sad about that though :/ I started to feel hella bad, especially after we had had the chat about being able to celebrate New Year's with friends for the first time.
So I decided to stay and try to talk to her dance friends. Chill people, very chill. Took our first shots of the night. I got some Black Label. Damn that shit, man. No chasers for me 'cause I'm a beast! Haha.... No buzz. I talked to a few people.
I think I made some new friends though haha.
I remember:
Tim (hella nice guy, encouraging me to drink beer haha)
Natasha (she likes me. She kept repeating that every time she saw me haha)
Leticia (she ain't black XP)
Jeffro (he's not 25)
Jae-Ar (you gotta wrestle the bottle away from this guy)
Melfred (he's afraid of trolls haha)
Markus (his house got some hella nice stuff)
Mark (he stayed sober, but he was cool)
Foxy (Markus' dog :P So cute. I love pomeranians.)
I remember all the people's faces, but I don't remember the names. Hmm. But yeah, hella cool people.
Anyway, I had two beers. Tecate, not my kinda shit. Widmer will always be the love of my life haha. Jk jk. It just tastes way better, but it's more expensive. Wheat beer is my thing though. And throughout the night, people were sharing their rum and coke with me, but I wasn't paying attention to that.
Alex, Randy, Kat, and Kiet, came back around 1:30. Played King's Cup with them. Shit, that game fucked Ariane and me up, like whoa. I don't remember what exactly happened after 2 AM. I remember bits. That was bad. I felt bad for Ariane though. I was supposed to be sober enough to help her. And I had said I wasn't gonna drink more than a shot and a beer. It seems that I can't control myself after the first shot; I just keep drinking D: That's pretty sad, but now I know I shouldn't drink at all. Not even a little. I'll save the beers for dinners XP
Kat, Kiet, Randy, and Alex took care of us till about 7 in the morning when they left for home. Hella stuff happened when we were out though :/ Can't believe we missed so much. Just glad we didn't die haha. Mm, I barely remember some of the stuff I was saying when I was out. I hope I didn't say too much.
When we woke up, I think it was 1 in the afternoon. Markus, Tim, Leticia, Melfred, and Markus' girlfriend (don't remember her name >_<) were still around. We watched "Step Brothers." I didn't have my glasses on though, so I saw blurry images haha. Funny movie though. I ate a slice of pizza. I forced myself to eat it. I mean, it made me sick to swallow food.
My mom called, and I asked her to come pick me up, so that Ariane wouldn't have to drive me home. We started watching "The Descent," but I left after thirty minutes. Mm, I was sure my mom would pick up the scent of alcohol, but she hasn't said anything. I still wasn't feeling too well when I left. We got home after the sun set. I showered and just went straight to bed.
So yesterday, I basically slept through most of the day, which is ok. January 1st, first day of the year, and I sleep through it haha :P It's all good.
Yeah, this entry doesn't have too many details like my usual entries. I remember more, but I don't think I need to put much up to remember what happened.
So from now on, I either stay away from the alc or else I'ma keep drinking more than I can handle haha. Or someone's gotta watch me and make sure I don't drink more than a shot and a beer :P Woo. What fun.
A lot of gratitude for Alex, Randy, Kat, and Kiet. Thank you very much. Ah, I'm still sorry for wasting your New Year's.
Mm, so resolutions. Posting them just in case I lose my hard copy haha.
'09 Resolutions
1. Choose a major.
2. Meditate at least 15 minutes a day.
3. Hug at least 1 person a day.
4. Compliment someone at least once a week.
5. Get a job.
6. Reduce my extra time on the desktop to 15hrs/wk.
7. Renew and use my library card.
8. Go out with friends at least once every month.
9. Limit myself to 4 sodas a month.
10. Start a new blog.
11. Make at least one YouTube video.
12. Try a different hairstyle.
13. Utilize the on-campus fitness facilities.
14. Learn how to play a new instrument.
15. Cosplay for Anime Expo 2009.
16. Remain calm in all situations.
17. Stop lying about stupid things.
18. Reconnect and keep in touch with friends.
19. Learn how to read and write Vietnamese well.
20. Become a morning person.
21. Complain less.
22. Stop bringing myself down with my own words.
23. Smile more.
What a start to the new year. Well, at least I got 2 of my resolutions already haha. Mm, changes, changes. Goals, really. I just wanna do better.
I wonder how I'll keep up with this blog though. Hmm.
I was thinking of making my first blog about some random topic, but I think I wanna remember as much as I can about New Year's. It was good and bad. I don't think I'll say too much. I and my details follow each other too closely sometimes.
Anyway, so New Year's Eve, I had dinner with my family and another family. Then I asked my mom if I could go to a New Year's get-together with a few friends. Being the good Asian kid I am, I mentioned the names of the friends that my mom likes: Alex D, Kathleen, Ariane, Randy, and Kiet. They really were going though, so I wasn't lying. And I did tell her that the host of the party was Markus, Ariane's friend, not mine. Partying with Wrawsome or at least half of it.
Surprisingly, my mom was ok with it, even though she repeatedly warned me against drinking again. After Cathy's birthday thing, I agreed I wouldn't drink any hard liquor, at most a shot haha. You know, in Vietnamese, it's really easy to twist words.
Mm, so Alex picked me up after he picked up Kat, Randy, and Kiet. First, we made a quick stop at Alex O's house. Then we were off to Waverly Ave. Damn, there was hella fog that night. Anyway, we kept missing Markus' house. It was funny though.
Ariane introduced us to her crew, but we still kinda kept to ourselves. No mingling. Too awkward. We were the strangers in this house, you know. So after about half an hour, I think, Kiet suggested going to another party where there were some people we actually knew. Ariane got hella sad about that though :/ I started to feel hella bad, especially after we had had the chat about being able to celebrate New Year's with friends for the first time.
So I decided to stay and try to talk to her dance friends. Chill people, very chill. Took our first shots of the night. I got some Black Label. Damn that shit, man. No chasers for me 'cause I'm a beast! Haha.... No buzz. I talked to a few people.
I think I made some new friends though haha.
I remember:
Tim (hella nice guy, encouraging me to drink beer haha)
Natasha (she likes me. She kept repeating that every time she saw me haha)
Leticia (she ain't black XP)
Jeffro (he's not 25)
Jae-Ar (you gotta wrestle the bottle away from this guy)
Melfred (he's afraid of trolls haha)
Markus (his house got some hella nice stuff)
Mark (he stayed sober, but he was cool)
Foxy (Markus' dog :P So cute. I love pomeranians.)
I remember all the people's faces, but I don't remember the names. Hmm. But yeah, hella cool people.
Anyway, I had two beers. Tecate, not my kinda shit. Widmer will always be the love of my life haha. Jk jk. It just tastes way better, but it's more expensive. Wheat beer is my thing though. And throughout the night, people were sharing their rum and coke with me, but I wasn't paying attention to that.
Alex, Randy, Kat, and Kiet, came back around 1:30. Played King's Cup with them. Shit, that game fucked Ariane and me up, like whoa. I don't remember what exactly happened after 2 AM. I remember bits. That was bad. I felt bad for Ariane though. I was supposed to be sober enough to help her. And I had said I wasn't gonna drink more than a shot and a beer. It seems that I can't control myself after the first shot; I just keep drinking D: That's pretty sad, but now I know I shouldn't drink at all. Not even a little. I'll save the beers for dinners XP
Kat, Kiet, Randy, and Alex took care of us till about 7 in the morning when they left for home. Hella stuff happened when we were out though :/ Can't believe we missed so much. Just glad we didn't die haha. Mm, I barely remember some of the stuff I was saying when I was out. I hope I didn't say too much.
When we woke up, I think it was 1 in the afternoon. Markus, Tim, Leticia, Melfred, and Markus' girlfriend (don't remember her name >_<) were still around. We watched "Step Brothers." I didn't have my glasses on though, so I saw blurry images haha. Funny movie though. I ate a slice of pizza. I forced myself to eat it. I mean, it made me sick to swallow food.
My mom called, and I asked her to come pick me up, so that Ariane wouldn't have to drive me home. We started watching "The Descent," but I left after thirty minutes. Mm, I was sure my mom would pick up the scent of alcohol, but she hasn't said anything. I still wasn't feeling too well when I left. We got home after the sun set. I showered and just went straight to bed.
So yesterday, I basically slept through most of the day, which is ok. January 1st, first day of the year, and I sleep through it haha :P It's all good.
Yeah, this entry doesn't have too many details like my usual entries. I remember more, but I don't think I need to put much up to remember what happened.
So from now on, I either stay away from the alc or else I'ma keep drinking more than I can handle haha. Or someone's gotta watch me and make sure I don't drink more than a shot and a beer :P Woo. What fun.
A lot of gratitude for Alex, Randy, Kat, and Kiet. Thank you very much. Ah, I'm still sorry for wasting your New Year's.
Mm, so resolutions. Posting them just in case I lose my hard copy haha.
'09 Resolutions
1. Choose a major.
2. Meditate at least 15 minutes a day.
3. Hug at least 1 person a day.
4. Compliment someone at least once a week.
5. Get a job.
6. Reduce my extra time on the desktop to 15hrs/wk.
7. Renew and use my library card.
8. Go out with friends at least once every month.
9. Limit myself to 4 sodas a month.
10. Start a new blog.
11. Make at least one YouTube video.
12. Try a different hairstyle.
13. Utilize the on-campus fitness facilities.
14. Learn how to play a new instrument.
15. Cosplay for Anime Expo 2009.
16. Remain calm in all situations.
17. Stop lying about stupid things.
18. Reconnect and keep in touch with friends.
19. Learn how to read and write Vietnamese well.
20. Become a morning person.
21. Complain less.
22. Stop bringing myself down with my own words.
23. Smile more.
What a start to the new year. Well, at least I got 2 of my resolutions already haha. Mm, changes, changes. Goals, really. I just wanna do better.
I wonder how I'll keep up with this blog though. Hmm.
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