too cute for words.

todaaaaaaaaay.

was pretty sweet. got free tickets to go on rides at Seattle Center and the Pacific Science Center and hung out with AlMar.

Okay. So I know we waited in line for like half and hour to ride that damn rollar coaster but in a way it was totally worth it.

“what’s up“

. . . . . .

Oh yes. Cute Wasian guy. That  is…an asian guy that’s so whitewashed I can see his A&F shirt in my dreams. He was soooo cute! I mean, I totally noticed him when we were hanging out in the back of the line but it’s not as if I looked any bit attractive in my mud skirt and “hand picked for you” aqua green shirt. But he and his white friends *tsk tsk tsk*. And they were mere groupies to an actual group. We could tell. He totally cut us in line! Anyways, apparently I have finally discovered what turns me on : flippy hair. Ahahaha. And apparently, flippyhaired guy looks kinda like Shawn? I guess I’m trying to find summer replacement to temporarily fill my mind til I see him again. rofl. But yea. Ohmygosh. He was absolutely delicious.

So we go onto the rollar coaster and whatnot. We sat in the last seats with cuteflippyhairedguy in front of us with his friend when he turns around to me and is like “What’s up”. And being me, I just stared back dumbly. OHMYGOD. I’m such a dumbass. I mean, it’s not as if I can come up with a catchy phrase back to that in the 3 seconds that he looked at me expectantly and then, after realizing I was a dumb mute, turning back to his friend. This would have been two scenarios (knowing me) if I opened my mouth:

1) “what’s up”

“i’m about to hurl. ohmygosh. i’m scared”

impression: wussy asian girl.

 

2) “what’s up”

“not much”

impression: laaaaaaaaaaame

 

I mean, HOW THE HELL ARE YOU SUPPOSE TO ANSWER THAT QUESTION ANYWAY/ JEEZUS. i get it online all the time, but who the hell turns around to a random person and just asks “what’s up”. I mean, it would have hella better if he was like “u ready?” and i would have been like “hell yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeea!” and that would have gained me SOME points. but wtf. i’m such a nerd when it comes to opposite sex interactive. i should live under a rock. maybe take some lessons? talking to males 101. haha.

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anyways, it was all great. seattle pacific science center. i haven’t been there in like aaaaaaages. ever since my seagull eating my sandwich incident >< i hella wish we had more time so we could check out the butterfly exhibit though. bugs were creepy. speed was alright. i liked the mini exhibits they had to test reflexes and whatnot. i’m hella strong, holding a chin-up for a minute.

OH

and that Tornado ride. Dude. the other two people sitting with us were hella into spinning the chairs so it was like a super tire swing at the park. Oh damn. I hella was dizzy afterwards.

just gravy.

I got in. Hell yes. Legacy House, here I come!

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Yesterday was early dismissal for GHS peeps so Ally came to Central to visit me! (: We went the water and park and ate Dick and then I had to do crap for the store so she was bored for the longest time. Sorry girlie ):

Today was absolutely fabulous too. Hmm…what happened. I tried not to fall asleep in Accounting and wrote a longass “letter” to a person. A letter that will see the depths of the trash can, instead of being mailed. You should try it sometime. Like if you have inner deep emotions or like anger or whatever towards someone. Write them a letter. Then burn it or tear it up or just throw it away or whatever. I think it helps because when you’re writing a letter, you don’t think about what you write. You just pour out all you feel in the form of words and it’s a great way to let loose. It’s interesting because sometimes I’ve done this in the past and now when I re-read what I wrote, I’m like “Wow. I really felt like that?”. Sometimes you surprise even yourself. Anyways. So kept my head busy with that during class so I wouldn’t fall asleep. The people next to me kept glancing over though which was slightly a pain because they could hella that I wasn’t paying attention to the lecture or whatever and plus, notes don’t take up huge paragraphs. And I was switching colored gel pens as I was writing too so it was all sparkly and stuff [:

History was also quite good because we watched this movie about gay men and lesbians and the history and how the community came to be and stuff. It was very interesting and quite emotional.

Then i had lunch with John Eat-on! =D Happy happy. I miss him soooo much. Gosh, he is SO freaking tall. I forgot how tall he was until I saw hi standing there waiting for me and I’m like “DUUUUDE I ONLY GO TO YOUR SHOULDER. GOSH!” and it’s freaking hilarious because when we hug, he actually picks me up and I’m all on my tippy toes and whatnot. Anyways, yes. Lunch was great. He goes to Occidental  (“Oxi”) down in LA and we basically jsut talked about schools and majors and futures and social life and our plans for summer and summer tans and LA and ect ect ect. I swear, an hour is NOT enough to catch up. I can’t believe he’s back! I mean, whoa total memory rush. Memories man. And he’s still peppy as always. And yes, we both want tos tudy abroad and he’s probably going to China like his brother and I’m all like “Noooo go to Vietnam!” and so he might do both and ohman so cool. Oh and we went to Pagliacci’s for lunch and they had the kind of pizza I like! Hawaiian!

& Chemistry was actually pretty okay. I’m okay at this conversion stuff. I’m understanding the empirical formula and molecular formula. I think what kills me is always getting mixed up int he nomenclature. *Sigh. And we have a freaking test tomorrow too. Jeezus cripes. Didn’t we have one last week? ><

 

So yes. Today is going jolly well. Even my parents thought I was weird. “Why are you talkative and happy.” Heh. Iono. Maybe it’s because guess what’s on tonight Ox GREY’S ANATOMY SEASON FINALEEEEE! *hyperventilates* omg. I’m SO sad because it actually runs from 9pm to 11pm and IONO IF I CAN WATCH THE WHOLE THING =(((( sadness. Really. I hope mom doesn’t make me go to sleep early or something. Cuz that would SUUUUUUUCK. *sigh anyways. I’m listening to the sounds of jackhammers running and its quite annoying and…loud. It’s cuz some guy is getting his yard fixed in front of the store and he has to break down concrete. How annoying. Okay okay. Enough for today. Maybe tonight? Hahaha I have no life.

Hope Shawn does well on his Chemistry today [:

Hope Iz does well on her Psych tomorrow (:

Hope Ally doesn’t have another ominous unfavorable run-in with you-know-who O:

Hope Anna gets a chance to run tomorrow since it won’t ran P:

Hope…uh…Earth doesn’t get attacked by aliens at 1:12am tonight.

xD ♥

 

WOWZERS.

okay first things first. i went to write a new post and the first thing i said was “HOLY CRAP.”

the layout and colors and everything are so so wow O____O! amazingness. and i will definately try out that “add media” and share my horrible (but im still proud of it!) taste in music.

but first things first. last night. i had a marvelous coversation with mon petit fromage almar.

read it ->> unusual guests at the party « steamy, beefy, delicious, genetically modified goodness.

she. is sheer. hilariousity. i swear i couldn’t stop laughing. and yes. that’s what led to my I HAVE TO PEE’s in the end (hey, im sorry if my bladder cannot handle pressure well).

second, i was just on the phone with my sister for like 30 minutes. i miss miss miss her much. but i kind of dread seeing her in two weeks because she said

” we have a lot of rollever minutes. but that doesn’t mean you can talk on the phone a lot. i DO check the phone bil every month so if i see you talk a lot, i will disconnect your phone“

so. im screwed. because i happen to have talked on the phone a lot this month. x__x” a lot. a lot. “…but it was spring breaaaaak…” aiyah. anyways. off to something different…

YARD SALE.

1901 S College Street

Seattle, WA 98144.

IT IS A FUNRAISER FOR RELAY FOR LIFE, AN EVENT SPONSORED BY THE AMERICAN CANCER SOCIETY FOR CANCER RESEARCH. GO GO GO.

 

i most likely can’t/won’t because i have a doctor’s appt tomorrow so that advertisement was me making up to ally. lol. there will be lots of “shit”. which translates to…”whatever we have that we don’t need anymore” =)

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badmiton was soooooooo tiring today. power shots, deep and clear shots, slams, drop shots, running. god. i felt bad for stephy *my partner* cuz i made her run around too much. and btw, i SUCK at serving. no lie. my weakness. besides that, i’m pretty good. though i’m hella wondering if my right arm is going to be bigger than my left since i swing with the right..and like in tennis, you get uneven strengths in your arms. >__< i dont want that.

so. im tired. maybe i’ll continue on one of my rants in process later. i’ve written half of what i have to say. but i have to edit it and whatnot. so look forward to that!

(btw. tried that add music. doensn’t work cuz or security guidelines? uhh…wah? i will look into that. too lazy to change the top of my blog. ciao!)

 

 

Untitled.

i wrote this …like a few monthes ago. when i went through this time when i was just..depressed. and i couldn’t figure out why. i was really tired all the time and weary. this is a descriptionof how one of my showers went. i am unable to elaborate. i never finished it and had it as a draft for the longest time. and reading it now, it brings back the heavyness i remember feeling. ~__~” so i just added the words “the moment has passed” to “finish” up the poem. it’s a way of me acknowledging that, indeed, this is something that has passed. enjoy.

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Unititled.

 

by twisting the right knob, the shower starts

like a newly sharpened knife, the water slices through the air

the steam curls around, tempting me to step into the tub

 a slick layer of moisture builds up on my naked skin

sliding it’s way into each crook and curve of my body

i step lightly into the water, gasping as boiling rain came upon me

each pore screams out in fury, my blood rising red to the surface

the pain intensifies with each second, me refusing to give in

until i do.

i’ve never been strong afterall.

with a slightly twist of the wrist on the left knob, hot turns to endurable

i crouch down, pulling my legs up to my chest

i never realized how tiny bubbles form at the point of collision between water and the floor

thoughts run through my head of words that weigh down on my shoulders

of my stupidity, of my unability to be the equal of my sister, of my life, and my wishes to be far away from here

my breath comes out jagged like a newspaper ripped the wrong way

and suddenly i have to focus to keep afloat, my chest moving up and down quickly

as i struggled to keep the air moving in and out of my mouth

and the dam breaks as i close my eyes tight, refusing to let my emotions run down my cheeks

thankfully confined to the walls of my shower, the water washes away my pain

as i continue to weep, the sounds of my anguish reaching no further then glass walls,

obscured to the outside world by a steam cloud and the sound of rushing water,

minutes go by until i stand up slowly, knees slightly bent

until i’m upright and realize that i can stand.

and the water that runs down my cheeks have faded

the moment has passed.

hot funions and crossiants

The good times come when you least expect it. It can come on a gorgeous day like this, just sitting there watching a man in a kilt playing basketball. It can come when you are sitting on bricks, giving little kids a weird look. It can come when weird men come up to you and look perverted. It can come quietly during a head on a shoulder or loudly during a chorus of laughter. 

Today was a day where I remembered a lot of the times I shared with a best friend of mine. Even after a double digit number of years, I’m still happy to realize that she’s still in my life. It’s amazing, really.

I miss good times.