bye ma ‘n pa. hello freedom. [incl. special youtube video]

the parents are leaving tomorrrrrrow.

which is 1) epic win and 2) epic fail.

1) you know why. MY PARENTS. ARE GONE. FOR SIX WEEKS. that means going out to taco bell at 1am for food. alone at least because like, NO ONE lives near me. someone should stay overnight at my house. i mean, it’s not like my brother would even know considering he gets home at like 2am and i leave at 8am for class when he’s still asleep. bwahah. but sadly, there’s no one. and if people came over until night, i’d feel bad that they’d have to commute back to where ever in the middle of the night when it’s all dark and ghetto and scary :[

but anyways. yes six weeks. i plan to just crassssssh and sydney’s place until 9pm or something because being alone at home is really quite sad and it’s really cold in my house and i have no one to keep me warm anymore (*tear*) and whatnot so i’ll hang at uw. maybe if i’m really desperate, i’ll even head over to the dorms to see some old friends! =O scariness. probably not.

but after finals, i’m excited. i wanna go ice skating. karaoke. bubble tea at 12am. thai food runs. gameworks? 3-puck air hockey ftw!

and plus, i have my driving test tomorrow which i really really hope to pass. if i don’t, i have to take the bus to school, in like…20 degree temperature. freaking ridiculous. it’s SO cold these days. i’m like freezing my butt off as i walk around school. cold outside in additional to the ice inside my heart as well. how pleasant~ not. man, i need to stop being so emotional. haha. talks about that later.

2) epic fail because well, i can’t drive. haha. i mean, i CAN drive but today i drove during rush hour traffic past downtown seattle and it was the SCARIEST THING MANG. okay, i’m fine as long as i’m not forced to do stuff but of course. merging is fine but when i’m FORCED to change lanes because the stupid lane i’m in is turning into an “exit only” lane, i’m freaking out because all the cars to my left feel like they’re a zillion mph and i’ll NEVER be able to change lanes. i think that’s my only weakness, but it’s pretty big. i was telling dad how if that were to happen and i didn’t feel like i’d be able to change lanes, i’d stick to taht lane and take the exit downtown and …be screwed. haha. fail.

i also think i’m going to miserably starve. i asked mom to buy me a box of top ramen today too. hahah. it’s not like i’ can’t cook. it’s just that it’s so sad cooking alone and eating alone and it’s so effing time consuming.  hey! if you’re in the seattle area, hit me up! fooooooooooooood cooking together. and if i don’t starve, i’ll go broke from spending too much money. but hey, at least i have my parents bank cards ! mwahahha.

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okay well it’s been…a week since..yea. a week. hm. it’s funny how fast it past by. i think it’s because i’m trying to keep myself really really really busy so i don’t have time to think about “it”. haha, i can’t even write it out. my breakup. psh. though something funny happened today. this girl i haven’t talked to in a while…a old friend..i ran into her and she asked me how i was doing in that “in regards to you know what i’m talking about” way. and i’m like “oh you mean my breakup with shawn?” and she’s like “yea,  it’s not like i keep tabs on your life or something..i just heard and yea..”. oh facebook, how quickly you spread news. lol. i’ve been keeping pretty upbeat to get people off my back. and plus, the ones who know me pretty well know that i’m just fronting it but they know not to nitpick about it because it’ll just upset me so they go along with it. plus they know that if i really needed them, they’d always be open. <3 but yes, i’m fronting it and i’m going to dig dig dig and bury it for a cold lonely night where it will consume me and i will crack and take the nearest hard object near me and slam it into a wall.

just kidding.

the 5 stages of grief: denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance.

i seem to have skipped everything and wen directly to depression and acceptance. as i said in my earlier post, i don’t feel as if i have that much anger. sure my temper gets a little ticked when i realized that i still had so many questions regarding what the hell happened but there’s no more chances to ask anymore. it happened. the end.

“save me. i’m going overboard. catch me, you’re what i’m falling for.” that is such a cute song lyric. although the song itself isn’t very good.

one more full week of school before finals and then i want to work overtime so i can make some money because i don’t really have anything else to do.

LOL, my mom just came into my room and my underwear drawer was open and she peeked in and pulled up a thong and was like WTF IS THIS. YOU DO NOT WEAR THIS STUFF. RETURN IT. ><” she’s so…odd sometimes. but actually, i bought 7 underwear at aerie cuz it was a sale but i think i’ll return them now because i actually got them for a specific purpose that is no longer there anymore..so… hm maybe i’ll keep a few for future’s sake. ah ahaha don’t judge!

i also made a video featuring ally wally which she likes so i will post it here for the world to see! (also on youtube!)

dinnner. enjoy~

fresh and clean!

“sleigh bells ringinggggg. are you listeninnnnnnnnng.“

i think my co workers had too much from me today. ahha. i got stamped three times by steve and the stupid UWMC GIFT SHOP stamp. twice on my face in front of a line of customers. and i got picked and thrown (almost!) into the trash as well. i was just so giddy. it must have been the two cups of swiss chocolate almond flavored coffee i chugged down in hopes of staying awake.

i’ve actually had pleasant sleep these last few days. and they have been superb and GR8. that’s right, i wrote GR8 just cuz it was GR8. drama-free worry free is so good. last night, i got to bed and after my goodnight text(s) to people, i CONKED out. sorry izzy, got your text from 12:34pm (haha 1234.) at 6:34 am this morning! and this week, lunching with my fabulous friends have been sincerely lovely.

i’m just oozing with gratitude and energy right now. if i could stick random hello kitty stickers on this blog, i would. you should see my phone.  (yes you can!) see? yea, my phone kicks your phone’s ass.

OOBER CLOSEUP.

damn right i’m special (says the STICKER). and so what if i only have hello kitty stickers. i’m bouts to get those sexy rhinestones and start sticking them on. haha. i’m loving my impression even though the screen’s fritzy sometimes. but thatsokay, cuz i can text awesomely.

OH.

and i’m purely awesomest because i rock the cute-teddy-bear-on-my-badge look at work too. c-c-check it.

my id badge pic is horrible and only ken has seen it (“dude. what the hell is this picture. it looks like you gained hella weight”…or something along those lines. haha) and so i just had to cover it up (: but yes, that teddy bear has a story.

once upon a time (7th grade) i had a crush on conor shine. he chucked a teddy bear he found at my head. i ended up keeping it because 1) conor shine chucked it at me and 2) it was cute. the end.

and of course, the same hello kitty sticker i have on my phone, ONLY in orange.

and do notice that my face looks highly scary, lurking behind images held up to the webcam. but my fingers do look so pretty… xD

over the weekend, cleanup in chinatown was fun. we found all sorts of stuff and i met some new people that were pretty chill. i did meet someone that especially caught  my eye but alas, the koreans have once again taken all the good picks. ahha. i did get to chat with the vp of vsa, valerie, who is ONE AMAZING girl. she’s absolutely gorgeous and just talented. it’s funny because he oldest bro is an IT specialist at a hospital and her other bro is in pharm school and uh…my brother is an IT specialist at a hospital and my sister is a pharmacist. only dif is that she’s going to pharm too and me? me…i don’t know. (: i completely envy her..she’s been EVERYWHERE and she’s outgoing but she still maintains the best grades and stuff. super jealousy. and did i mention she’s beautiful? ):

i went to the dmv to sign up for driving test. freaking costs twenty dollars. ridiculous. but then dad effing yelled at me because i signed up for december 5th which is when we leave for vietnam and he says that we won’t have TIME when it takes like TWENTY mins to effing take the test. and it’s the only saturday appt open before we leave. shitake. i will have to call them again to see if anyone dropped their saturday appt but fat chance.

short notes before i head off to do some physics and chemwork.

– i ultimately suck at pool

– i ultimately suck at recognizing people without my contacts on

– i love froyooooooooooo to deeeeeeath

– im afraid of my boss

– i really like bad romance my lady gaga. even though the video makes me giggle.

– midterm on friday for physics and chem. funstuff right?

only it’s not JUST another day.

it was…tiring.

i have never been in an auditorium lecture class with 400 other students. it was really like in those movies ~!

chem 142:

i ran into johnson who had the class with me so we sad together. apparently the guy on his left had bad breath which cracked me up. i almost fell asleep in class and someone called me while my ringtone was NOT turned off so it rang hecka loud. >< what’s worst is that the professor is russian and has this thick accent that i can’t follow ! ]: and on the first day, they blew up balloons by lighting a helium, oxygen, and hydrogen filled balloon [three total] and then holding a lighter under it so it goes BOOM. GOD I HATE IT WHEN BALLOONS POP. it was scary.

break:

happy birthday eric! stopped by and hung out in a dorm room with sammy jelina micky and eric. gave him free milk from red square. i really thought the freebies being give out would be bigger. but i guess the economy really limits how much you can give you because there were more spin wheels where you could “lose” and not get a big bottle of watever. i spun a wheel and the girl was like YAY U WON A FREE SAMPLE.  -.-” right. so great. so break was fun and whatnot.

communication 202

seating FAIL for this class. i sat in the back because i didn’t want to be bother and ALL OF A SUDDEN i’m swarmed with preppie pretty gorgeous blonde nicely built athletic busty bootied sororitie girls that were all eager to sit together and talk about…parties and boys and whatnot. ]x i really like the teacher though. he’s british. i like his accent and his very cheesy funny racy humor. he wants queen elizabeth executed apparently. [:

all in all it was an okay day. i'm just too tired from waking up early.

OH I HAD A GREAT DRIVING DAY THOUGH.

i successfully parallel parked in all tries. i need to practice backing around the corner along the curb though. but i drove on the freeway. it was exciting. dad says i could drive down to portland [highly doubt it. he's just joshing probably.] if my brother doesn’t go this weekend. still, that’s SOMETHING.

ok. night.

CAR !

i’m regressive in my parking skills. i have yet to fully comprehend how to parallel park and i get distracted by neon signs saying “YARD SALE” . i also get my own hands twisted together when i turn.

and the neighbors either think

1) i’m a hoot to watch or

2) i’m a menace to society and call the cops on me

no lie, a sheriff was drove by us at 8pm in the neighborhood. and trust me, you NEVER see cops in my neighborhood unless someone was shot.

and the vietnamese people across the street heckle and say “i give u 10 points for that” and raise their Heinekens in a cheer. and the guys my age walking around in their baggy pants give me thumbs up [yay!] and the other people closely watch me to make sure they pounce if i scratch their FOB-ified honda civics so they can get some money.

we also drove out the ezells by my house down by the market. and it was hilarious because i was pulling into a parking spot and i was slowly backing up and pulling in and really close to the car and this fat lady in the ezells [dinner?] poked her head out of the front door and said something and watched me like a hawk. she had an old ass car too so whateverrrr lady. i’m more scared of scratching MY car.

——-on a different note.

i’m really flattered when people remember me after meeting me just once. like if they remembered my name or something completely random about me. i think my random comments really stand out sometimes.. [:

& the dawg daze dance party was NOT amazing as it was meant to be? “there’s only like 5 people dancing. it’s really funny.” but then again roxanna called me at 11:40-ish so maybe it wasn’t crackin` yet xD

and funny enough, i already know what to get my family for christmas. and my friends too. i guess having money does make you think generously. [:

because your words sting! &stealing from comcast.

sometimes i’m too sarcastic and mean or somewhere on Mars for my own good and i need to be brought down to earth with a slap in the face and some reality-fact quick checks. thanks sydney.

so my parents have been oddly sneakily open to me going to uw campus. oddly enough. when i asked to go today…

me: dad can i go to uw today. around 4..

dad: more books!?!? how many times do you need to go?!

me: no. for fun. i’m going rock climbing.

dad: who did you schedule with already..

me: oh..anna and sydney invited me…yesterday…*hesitant, prepares for rejection..*

dad: okay. how you getting home?

me: you’re picking me up of course.

…UW. YES.

so it ended up with just me and sydney because anna didn’t pick up her phone and cc had lunches/dinners to attend to for her scholarships and eric was busy with the dudes. it was horrible because i didn’t have my contacts so EVERYTHING looked the same. i went squirrel chasing and these two cute white guys walked by and were like “hey. how you guys doing? cya around.” and i’m like DUDE, NO. I WANTED ASIAN. FAIL. but oh well.

i did NOT realize the IMA was SO EFFING far. i mean, it was practically on the OTHER SIDE of campus. and once we got inside, it was asian galore and i was silently cursing i didn’t wear my contacts to oogle. i mean, guys play half naked basketball?

“dude that was dylan yoo”

me: “who the heck is dylan yoo”..

OMG. AS I JUST WROTE THOSE WORDS ABOVE. I REALIZED WHO DYLAN YOO IS. HE WAS THE ONLY CUTE ORIENTATION LEADER THAT WAS PART ASIAN.

you know what i feel like now? that pervy nerd teacher that wears he glasses and gets nosebleeds when he looks at the high school girls in those mangas. dear god..

anyways, we walked around the IMA. they have an exceptional pool WITH A KIDDIE POOL ATTACHMENT which i happily pointed out to sydney.

oh which also makes me think of something random. she was saying how she would just sit there on her laptop while i drown and have to get rescued by the lifeguard. and the first thing i said was “no thanks. i dont want random lips on me. what if he had herpes.” which  came out of nowhere but actually made me stop and think WHAT IF HE DID. OMG.

what if the lifeguard had mono or some canker sore on his lip. and then he gives you CPR. and then… ]: creepy. that should keep me from drowning.

we ended up NOT being able to find the rock climbing wall. but then again, we weren’t entirely dressed in our shorts tank top with flip flops clothes combo. next time maybe.

it was a uphill walk back and we ended up going to the bookstore where SYDNEY made the ultimate diss to our friend in front of PEOPLE. it was horrible. i seriously thought it was so so so mean.

sydney: hey there’s raheem!

me: HI RAHEEM!

raheem [walking with a few friends.] : hey. you guys live on campus?

syd: no

me: commute. you?

raheem: oh i dorm at mercer.

syd: mercer!??! isn’t that the crappiest* dorm?!

*i don’t remember what word she actually said. it was either crappiest/worst/ect..

his friends LAUGH. i was FUMING at sydney. raheem just laughed…awkwardly. god that was just killer mean. i swear, she CAN be such a bitch sometimes. but then again, it made me reflective of me. the hypocrite. so i shouldn’t be talking..

and she also pounced when i happened to mention me and shawn are still together because she was asking if i found a rebound yet.

“but don’t you think it’s romantic for us to stay together?”

“a long distance relationship?”

“yeaaaa 1 and half years…”

“so? right. okay.”

sydney, oh you make me want to squeeze you to death sometimes.

this is why my resolution is to at least try to be nice[r].

bookstore where i got my lab shizzles and then froyo on the ave. classic hanging out. i should have gotten the gelato though because the froyo WAS NOT GOOD. i genuinely feel bad the girl though because her roomy bullies her around and “buys expensive ingredients for food…” which they have to split the costs. three girls. 500 a month. i saw that whiteboard with X’s and $$ amounts listed for each person and i was already shaking my head. and the room is tinyyyy. oh syd. i feel for you.

i swear i’d be a great roommate. it’d be chill and whatnot. i would cook for you and you just help out. and i swear, i live cheap and will use NON ORGANIC products because i’m cheap that way. and i’m not that much of a neat freak as long as it doesn’t stink up the apartment or something. if only i could apartment. =[

so far, it's a good start. practicing driving a lot tomorrow since it's the last weekend i have free from hwk. this last week has mainly been parallel parking. which is the worst. THE WORST. OH!

i have an i-love-my-dad story. so we were practicing parking and practicing with only one car def. does not work so my dad is like "okay. we'll just have to go get a traffic cone or something tomorrow" and i'm like "uh okay."

apparently one of the people near the store has a traffic cone because my dad goes over to their house to ask for it. but they're not home so we're outta luck. AND THAT'S WHEN MY DAD SEES THE COMCAST GUY DRIVE UP. comcast guy parks there, TAKES OUT TWO TRAFFIC CONES, puts them at the front and back of his car, and disappears [to do come cablework i suppose?]. anyways, yes. you saw this coming. MY DAD STEALS A CONE FROM THE COMCAST GUY. the front one at least. it was sheer hilariousness. too bad we went home before the comcast guy left. i REALLY want to see his expression. xD oh dad, you’re so silly sometimes.

anyways. good food tomorrow too because it’s ong ngoai’s [grandpa's] death anniversary. and then dawg daze sunday. and then monday. and tuesday. and then school. and next weekend, we’re heading to my sister’s and her new big house with the neighbor that has a tennis court and a neighborhood where the wives get together once a week and have a game night.

AND THEY HAVE CUL DE SAC BBQ WELCOME-THE-NEIGHBOR-IN PARTIES TOO.

it’s completely creepy to me because we’re asian. it’s too suburban.  too…stepford. but they have kids my age? so maybe i can play tennis with them when i go down for the weekend. i’ll make sure to pack my polo shirts to fit in.. ><”

well gooodnight. i must go read some OBAMA now.

…makes me look smart. [:

can you hear me now?

Yes I can but I’ll pretend I don’t.

Seriously, whaaa?  I have the best friends I swear. Love them much but sometimes they just tick you off. But then again, it’s kind of like “taste of your own medicine” right? Considering how shitty my phone etiquette is. Telling people and then never calling them, I mean. My voicemail probably starts sounding like a lie the 3^rd time through because it says I’ll call them back ASAP when my as soon as possible is two days later. But the person didn’t leave a voicemail! I don’t get annoyed when people don’t call me back. At least I leave an urgent message or something if I really needed them. Or called them 10 times in a row like a certain person did to me.

Anyways, yes. Phone calling is tricky for me even when it shouldn’t be.  JUST PICK UP THE PHONE HAO. That’s all I need to do.  How easy.

We went car hunting today ALL DAY. It was probably the most exasperating tiring annoying stressful thing I have done yet so far. AND IT WASN’T A CAR FOR ME EITHER. My parents wanted to take advantage of the Cash for Clunkers program thingy that is ending this Monday. WAY TO PROVE THAT MY PARENTS ARE FLAKY PROCRASTINATORS. We wanted to trade in our Quest [which has a value of basically…2K] because then it’d be a good deal since we could trade it in with a value of $4,500. And as expected, a lot of the dealers don’t even do the program anymore because they’re backlogged with paperwork for it. So my parents wanted somewhat of a nice car like that Lexus humpback one…I don’t know what model it is but it’s the SUV one. But they don’t have the moola for it. So of course being the Asians we are, we go for the knockoffs! Toyota Venza was number once, followed by the Nissan Murano, and then the Toyota RAV4. But really, we wanted the Venza. So after calling many many many many many…many places, we found the Toyota in AUBURN still does the program and that they still had Venzas. A lot of Venzas. I think we saw 6 on their lot? Well, typical Mom and Dad. We weren’t able to GET ONE. Mom doesn’t like the color of the cheapest one and the others were too expensive and Dad wants GPS when I think navigation is a total joke because it adds approx. 2K to the price of the vehicle but you buy it as an attachment at stores for…most expensive, $500? RIDICULOUS. Anyways, we ended up driving ALL THE WAY TO BELLEVUE for the stupid Nissan dealer there only to find they sold their last okay-priced Murano [35K] and only had their upper-packed Murano’s left [41K]. Okay, too much. Bye bye dealership. No we don’t want to leave our name but we’ll take your sales card just to be nice.

Car salesman: What color do YOU want?

Me: I don’t care really.

Car salesman:  WOW. A female that doesn’t have a particular color choice? Amazing.

I DON’T CARE. I mean, if they were the same price and the only thing that separated them were the color, than it would boil down to color preference. But I’d really just want a good car, good price, looks decent. But then again, I wouldn’t want a color like pastel purple right? *shrugs. I’m quite happy with my Maxima.

So then we went to a family friend’s dinner thing where my dad drank and my talked about having kids with all the other moms and I was shoved in the corner with little kids that I didn’t want to play with. And so I called up my friends to talk and was rejected numerous times. One rejection. One hang up. One busy.

THANK GOD FOR KENNETH CORDOBA. [:

Thanks for the bags of YUMMMMMMY cookies from Guam and the Gelly Roll pens {MY FAVORITE!] even if they WERE just in black. =D And for keeping me from sliding into a depression-like state of lack of friends while keeping me in touch with my reality of non-popularity at the same time. It’s a fine line to keep, but somehow you did it. Haha. And it’s always nice to talk about relationships and differences and similiarities and life and school and us and whatnot. ^^ Thankszzzz buddy.

And then I GOT TO DRIVE MY PARENTS HOME. Only because my dad was a bit drunk of course. But I drove nonetheless. I was a bit shocked because it was pitch black but hey, who cares.

My dad drove out of the driveway and then he turned to me and said “You wanna drive home?”

*insert joyous woop here.*

JK. I played it cool of course. “Okay.”

They were mightily impressed with my driving home and I even parked okay in my hella tight driveway! My dad was like “what’d you do in Iowa. Drive and sleep?” haha. Now he’s going to teach me how to park on hills [it is SEATTLE afterall.] and parallel park [WHICH I DREAD.]

So yes, it was an okay night. I was hoping to volunteer at Night Market but I don’t mind now. [:

We were meant to go camping but we ended up not going because one of the people who was going with us accidentally chainsawed his leg because he was chopping trees. Same guy that ended up throwing the dinner party. Haha. He showed me leg and I was like “COOL.” And he laughed.

I mean, dude. It was a CHAINSAW.

Crazy.

d’oh!

you know how much my parents hate me?

enough to literally push me out of the door urging me to take my instruction permit’s test [my mom at least] and THEN

not teaching me how to drive.

yes, my dad did nothing this evening and i asked him to teach me how to drive. and he’s like “no. you don’t need to know how to drive yet” and i’m like. WHAT?

and apparently my mom thinks i’m going to crash and stuff so she’s like “better wait til you calm down”.

er. right.

it’s like that whole thing where a lion is starving and a piece of steak is laying right there and its laying right there..and it’s laying right there…

and then the cage door OPENS!

…you think i’m going to be CALMER when i actually get a chance to DRIVE?

right, mom.

and that’s how i roll.

guess who passed her written exam missing only ONE question.

haha. ME!

i’m excited to start learning how to drive. skyway streets? watch out!

im just kidding. i’m actually quite an okay driver. in iowa at least. but then again, there’s like no traffic in iowa at all so…i can’t really say.

but what i CAN say is that the state should start investing in some better workers at their DMV’s because the people there are SLOW AS HELL and sit on their fat asses, typing three words per minute with their long ass nails. seriously. i waited FOUR HOURS to take my knowledge test (which took me like, 4 minutes.) and then another HALF HOUR to get my picture taken (which isn’t actually a bad picture. i look OH-KAY).

wasted the whole afternoon when i could have been SLEEPING.

but we’re heading to alki later this afternoon for BIKING since it’s effing HOT!

everything [incl. a condom comm.!] +2NE1’s review.

no blogging a week? point proven to my friends that i do NOT plan to spend the summer just blogging. =]

nothing special has happened in the whole week. besides a few disastrous spendings on my visa card [two very similiar orders from American Eagle, both with flip flops to take advantage of the free shipping, the second placed only after realizing that i had a 20% off discount that i could have used but didn't + a very expensive mecahnism for the cooler at the store] which placed it down to 80 dollars to spend.

it’s very hot today. and i was going to call up aly to see if she was busy and if not, we should go swimming. but i decided to spend it sleeping and reading the new issue of Wired magazine. quite mundane don’tcha think? i also studied briefly for my written test for driving [which i'll be taking tomorrow!] and hopefully passing it as well.

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i can now write about 2ne1’s new mini album which i illegally downloaded [don't act like you don't do that.]

final verdict? it’sokay. (:

my favorite is definately stay together just because it showcases their vocals a little more and doesn’t exactly have a consistantly annoying background beat unlike pretty boy. pretty boy though is actually an okay song. CL’s rapping is exceptional, coyly inserting beyonce references into the song. let’s go party has a catchy tune but unlike what the title says, it doesn’t get me into a dancing mood unlike fire which has a stronger beat to move the body. i don’t care is their new single and all i can say is that it’s so cute when they do the waving hands thing in their dances when they say care-eh-eh-eh-ehhh. [: lollipop is old news and we all know how annoying that song was anyways.

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during this week, i have also successfully navigated the web phenomenon known as AMAZON. we cleared out our garage last weekend and i’m selling a few old nintendo “collectible” games for my brother. only ten dollars each. i was hoping for something more but y’know, money is money and you can’t complain. i’ve also managed to clear out some stuff on craigslist. woot. i’m also constantly checking the job listings but i think i’m giving up on that considering i’d only be able to work about a month after iowa since school starts…sometime near the end of september.

uw advising is this thursday and friday~! excitement. i’m staying over in one of the halls overnight too. i don’t think my parents know that yet. but they will soon. i already paid for it and it’s nonrefundable (but i dont think my parents would care. if they didn’t want me to stay over, i would not be staying over). of course, sydney and i set it up so we’d be able to go at the same time because we fear not knowing anyone. but a part of me wants to make new friends and get to know some new people (afterall, it IS college right?) hence the whole staying overnight thing. and plus, it starts at 12pm on thursday til 8:30pm and then starts at 8am the next day…so i would rather just stay over.

what if everyone hates me and thinks i’m weird? shut up, hao’s head. =D see? i’m already fretting over it as if it’s the first day of school… and i’m also losing my mind slowly.

also, what makes a guy mature? apparently, i turned down a guy because he’s IMMATURE and my boyfriend is MATURE. hence the guy asked me “what makes your boyfriend mature” and my answer was a lame “he doesn’t do gangster signs for fun, laugh at fart jokes, and joke with his friends when they can see a girl’s pink bra through the back of her thin tshirt”. i think i’m lying about the latter. he probably would joke with his friends if the girl wearing the bra was a hot blonde /slash/ taylor swift lookalike. *sigh..

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i love how humans are so naturally curious. police sirens and anbulance wailings tempt us to look out the window. i’m wondering why theres cop cars the block up from our house. the ambulance and the fire truck already left so i know it’s not some kind of emergency but the cop car(s?) are still there. and i really don’t want to crane my neck out from the deck to watch because i’m blind as a bat especially at night.

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I”M SO EXCITED TO TAKE MY WRITTEN TEST. I JUST HOPE I DON’T FAIL.

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nothing is better.

i went shopppppppppppppping.

lalallalallalalala yay yippeee! now i’m basically, good until next summer when i come back to iowa. i only went to three stores too. aeropostale. rue21. and kohls. oh yes! though i spent too much money though. i hyperventilated when the cashier was ringing up the stuff and the numbers were adding up. ><

and i’ve drove a bit too. so that makes me happy. i have wen on many curbs, turned too fast, an almost hit a parked car. bwahahaha oh yes! and i’ve been driving for less than 2 hours total too. ohmann, i wonder how i’m going t do when i actually start driving. stay off the road. consider yourself warned seattleites.

and i went to the library and got a lot of haruki murakami books. that is the shtuff right there! i mean, seriously. go read him. the way he uses words is just absolutely amazing.

i also had lots of gelato today. lime jalepeno, wildberry jalepeno, and raspberry chocolate. you can’t get the jalepeno flavors anywhere in seattle. i’m so serious. i love it sooo much but i can only get it here. sad!

and what else,

i’m up at 2:22am watching music vids on VH1.

 

oh, this is the life.

only oneand half more weeks til school starts! oh,ew.

but yay, meeting people!