phase II: college.

COLLEGE IS HERE.

AND I’M GOING TO BE A NICER PERSON.

NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTIONS HERE I COME!

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Move in day is Thursday and I’ll be in the area because I’m going to be buying books off craigslist. Yea! I’m so jealous of everything. Move in day. Dorming. Late night Dawg Daze Events that I WON’T be able to attend [LATE NIGHT SHOPPING AT FRED MEYER? DODGEBALL?] But that’s fine fine fine because I’m anxious to start NOW. Okay, maybe it’s just so I can be in a lecture hall with 400 kids and feel what it would feel like to be 1 out of 1000. BUT NO! I WILL NOT SUCCUMB TO BEING LOST IN THE MASSES. I WILL BREAKOUT [HOPEFULLY NOT ON MY FACE ...] OF THE MOLD!

That is, if I’m able to. Definitely trying. Badminton club. VSA. Swimming. Peanut Butter and Jelly Club? [With Anna]. Har har har.

Cute asian guys at UW. I’ve seen them around. They’re DEFINITELY there. And no, Ally. They’re not all FOBs. Only 50% of them. But I have a feeling that I won’t have that much time to be diddlydallying around. [I shouldn't be either considering I'M TAKEN]. I should get my ass on that chemistry book RIGHT NOW if I had the brains too. For some reason, I have this weird idea that somehow I will find a friend in Communications class that will end up having either Physics/Chemistry with me and we’ll be all buddy-buddy and skip into the glorious sunset together. Or huddle under a small umbrella in treacherous rain depending what what month I ACTUALLY make a friend. I’m giving putting my bets on November 5th, give or take a few days. That will be the day I make a good friend. Take it or leave it, yo.

I’ve been SO stressed out these last two days because my first pick of Work Study jobs DIDN’T WORK OUT. On a slightly but still connected to the topic tangent, I was watching teh season premiere of Heroes [HIRO'S!] and Claire’s, the cheerleader’s, roommate made me laugh SO hard. I mean, she had the next 10 years of her life planned out on a pink cardboard sheet of paper with glittery stars and arrows and PICTURES. Then she ended up being thrown out the dorm window and bleeding her guts out on the floor below. Sadness. ANYWAYS. THAT WAS MY POINT.

….In case you missed it. I was trying to point out that you shouldn’t PLAN things so far ahead because they will not go according to plan. I was NOT trying to say that planning your life ahead for the next ten years is bad because you could potentially die tomorrow…kind of.

Anyways, relative to my Work Study. I was kind of placing all my chips on this one job and I didn’t realize that they were looking for someone with big chunks of hours in their school schedule for the job. Which I don’t. Because when I was planning my schedule, I wanted enough time to be lazy between classes and grab food, but not have huge gaps where I would have classes until 8pm or whatnot. AND NOW I HAVE TO LOOK FOR A JOB WITH A WEEK UNTIL SCHOOL.

gah.

The only big opening for me is working in the gift shop of the UWMC which I would have PLENTY of experience in CONSIDERING I FREAKING WORK IN A STORE NOW. I DON’T WANT TO WORK IN ANOTHER PLACE LIKE THAT. ]: But I don’t have data-entry experience and the other positions have been filled. *sigh. There was another position working with Occupation Therapy in Pediatrics WHICH IS PRETTY MUCH DREAMY…but I screwed that up because I sent my resume in with the objective line UNEDITTED so it says “Seeking a Student Assistant position in the Biology Department” because I had just applied for the Bio department earlier. So now, the person is probably thinking “god this girl is so unorganized and doesn’t look over her papers”.

Fail.

Yes, Izzy. We are failures together. BUT NO WORRIES. WE WILL BOUNCE BACK AND BE BRIGHT AND SHINY LIKE ANNA FUN! ^^

Shawn’s at UCLA and he’s basically having the time of his life. Frat parties with ASIANS. Being invited to Badminton club. He’s totally going to forget about me oogling all the blondes which move in packs. Which I commented and said “Like Harry Potter?” which I don’t really think he got. BUT OTHER HP FANS WOULD. GOD. JOKE FAIL. But there was a very tender moment where he said my panda was getting lint-y. Which really made me wistful because HE STILL HAS THE PANDA I GAVE HIM FROM LAST YEAR AND HE BROUGHT IT TO UCLA AND I WAS MAKING SUCH A BIG DEAL THAT HE DID AND HE NONCHALANTLY SAID “YEA. I DID BRING IT”. I wanted to cry. ><”

Speaking of repeating the word FAIL, SYDNEY IS MOVING IN! AND WE’RE EXCITED! AND COLLEGE! YAY! MASSES OF HOMEWORK! YAY!

The Dean of Undergraduate Academic Affairs lives right by the store so he stops by occasionally. And he’s a really nice guy that looked into my record before I even got my acceptance later, and then a few days after I got it, he came in and inquired whether I got in or not. And when I said “yes”, he said good job and that he knew I would because have a good application. =O STOP LOOKING AT MY STUFF ><” Creepy to know more about me than my parents [who have no idea what I wrote as my college essay!] But all in all, he stopped by yesterday and asked me if I chose my advisor yet.

AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW HOW TO DO ALL THIS STUFF ALREADY? I DON’T KNOW. WHERE ARE THE ADVISORS?!?!?!

I ended up dumbly/lamely saying “I have yet to because I wanted to see how my classes turn out”. He told me stop by Mary Gates Hall [at least I know where THAT is] and say Hi and that the advisors are on the first floor. YAY FOR FREE KNOWLEDGE. Can I use my connections to get ahead in school? Maybe? xD I’ll be needing all I can get.

Okay. Well. This post was hugely about college and it’s really lengthy and not real fun. But it’s really the biggest thing in my life. Besides the kitchen being DONE. [:

Pictures soon~!

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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The Bachelorette: an emotional ride.

Okay okay okay. I admit. I watch the Bachelorette. But in my defense, I was “forced” to watch it in the beginning and I just ended up sucking me in.

Background info? My family eats dinner around 7:30 with our TV in the corner to catch Jeopardy as we have done for the last…what..15 years? 7:30pm is our aiming point. Around there. And then we watch whatever is on at 8pm, and depending on what it is, I shower at 8:30 or 9pm and yadda yadda yadda.

Of course, Bachelorette is on at 8pm right? (and lasting until 10pm sometimes!). I only watched it because I am a slow eating and tend to never finish before 8pm and we caught the last few episodes of the The Bachelor (DRAMA!) with that guy with the boy (man, is he old news. Melissa probably got the better end of the publicity) and how he chose one girl and then broke up with her for the runner up girl and whatnot. So naturally, dad and mom are now eager to watch their beloved Bachelor[ette]. And thus, I am “forced” to watch with them.

First up, Jillian is not some sexy scary-eyebrow lady. She’s cute. She’s funny. She’s just absolutely my type of girl if I had a type of girl.

Well skipping through the whole season, I’m more of the get-right-to-the-end kind of person and MAN last night’s episode was a SHOCKERRRRRRRRR. It made me yell AND throw my hamster at the TV. And go running out to my dad saying “DID YOU SEE THAT?”

No way did she choose West to be part of the Top 4. 17 hours after the show, I randomly told my dad “I CAN’T BELIEVE SHE CHOSE WES” to which he was like “what?…oh. My god you’re still thinking of that?” because seriously, Jake melts my little itty bitty teenage heart. He’s Texan, handsome as hell, and a commercial airline pilot! You know how uniforms turn me on [;  But he wasn't the guy that I was rooting for. I love Micheal! He's so funny and just so out there and he fell OH SO HARD. It was just the way he LOOKED at her. Made me think of my relationship..but that's a different story.

So. Final Four. Wes. Ed. Kiptyn. Reid.

I'm going for Reid because...I don't know. I like him the most? Definitely not Wes. Kiptyn's family is a bit too intense for me with the wine and the smartness and the fine lifestyle and whatnot. And what kind of name is is Kiptyn O__O" And I really don't know ANYTHING about Ed. So we'll see.

Until next week.

[btw, hot song I just downloaded. I heard it from the mapthesoul video of DJ Tukutz dancing <--- ABSOLUTE HILAROUSITY.]

suspicious @ Twitter.

oh, and just a funny note.

you know how i wrote about how the girl wanted to “follow” me on Twitter? Serena something? Well i was looking at my blog and i noticed her name came up as n html link so i clicked it. and this led me to a page that said:

Sorry, the account you were headed to has been suspended due to strange activity. Mosey along now, nothing to see here.

ROFL. strange activity? what. was she plotting to murder someone on Twitter or something? lol. did she tweet “sharpening my knives. so fun!” ? ;]

jk. but it kind of made me the laugh, the ideas of “strange activity”.

& no, i did no click the link that tells me what causes suspension of a twitter account at the bottom of the page. sometimes, i prefer to stick with my imagination, y’know? (:

you know we’re cute.

yes, well done kevin. iiteeee. (:

 

 

i will write a bit tonight.

lost your head much?

my dad made a funny joke. as much as i dislike him right now, he still is so damn funny. we’re watching war movies and i’m not quite paying attention because i’m doing art hwk and he’s like:

this guy got shot in the leg and he’s yelling out in pain and his sargaent gets fed up with him and comes over and is like

“shut up. you see that guy over there with his head cut off? *points to guy with head cut off* you don’t hear HIM screaming in pain.”

 

ha. ha. ha. morbid. but oh so deliciously funny.

 

note: i know this may be offensive. it’s just a joke. please don’t take it seriously. my parents have scene way more people without their heads in vietnam than you probably have and my dad made the joke so. please don’t take this so seriously.

pull it up.

for all those who hate looking down the lonely path known as buttcrack alley. [;

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hey you.

yes, you, person that sits in front of me.

i’m trying to focus but the sight of those low riders got my eyes wanderin’.

i know you’ve got a 10 body in Seven jeans,  Paper Denim and Cloth thin.

but for the Citizens of Humanity’s sake, keep those sweet cheeks in.

 i don’t care for the purple lace lining the edge of that True Religion waistline when you bend over

and i definitely don’t want to see that you prefer Pink over Aerie on Mondays, 

what’s worse is on casual Fridays (or so you think)

when “commando” is the hot word of the day and i just have to say

 i know you love to flaunt but i can’t take it when i’m trying to learn redox reactions

because you’ve got me reacting obnoxiously to your crevice down South

where no one wants to go because you know what happened before ‘85

so please be couteous to those around you and pull up your pants

or check in a mirror before school, in advance.

nugga-win!

i just thought of something funny.

what if your name was nguyen nguyen.

okay, it’s not that funny.
but that’d be interesting
and no, it’s not the same name being repeated twice considering that vietnamese people have an actual first name of nguyen. and it’s pronounce differently than the normal last name of nguyen. spelled same, different accents.

and plus, i really really hate it when teachers STILL say the last name wrong. i mean, 85% or vietnamese people have that last name (sadness that my niece will end up with it and not something way awesome like TONG) so it shouldn’t be mispronounced anymore.

it’s not nuggawin. it’s not nuh-goo-win.  it’s not new-gin. it’s not new-gun. it’s not new-gwin. and its particularly horrible when they say nuh-goo-yun.

and it’s definately not “win!” (even though if you really can’t say the word, i wouldn’t exactly be offended by ‘win” cause it’s the closest of the bunch).

& and trust me, i’ve heard all versions said above. that’s the sad part.

 

anyways. the cloest i guess you can get for an American is…

nuh-win. 
here: http://inogolo.com/pronunciation/Nguyen

anyways.
i read an article saying how Seattle University has classes for teachers to learn more about cultural languages, especially names so that they can make their international students feel more at home (haha as if! dude, the student is in a foreign country. how the heck is SU going to be HOME. not even close. unless they’re a snobby Jesuit kid. even then, maybe.) more comfortable in a new environment. i do say bravo to these classes due to the fact that my name gets mispronounced way too often. and i mean, it’s not even that hard. following the rules of grammar, ‘ha’ = HA and add an ‘o’ and it becomes HA-OH. so. say if fast. HAO. HOW. 

duh.

though i must admit, having a viet name like ngoc is really hard for teachers =/

and i was going to name my kid that too. gah!

 

 

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on a second note. it’s a gorgeous fuhreaking day. i just went out to the park//beach//water near my parent’s store and read. and now im going to sleep. and i will play ddr all my lonesome self this weekend. i actually want to go to the museum.. apparently we’re going to that new crawfish restaurant in ID tonight. im craving some bubble tea. i want it to be 70 plus degrees! i am shopping for baby clothes online. did okay on my chem quiz. i maybe spending my weekend on the phone. i want to wear a skirt. i need to shine my nails because they are getting dull. my skin is pissing me off. i realized that a 30GB hard drive is tiny and that this new dell laptop my dad uses has a 100GB and its super fast and i can watch YouTube WAY better. Awesome. hopefully i will be able to transfer those videos i meant to post up on youtube to this comp to edit.

hm.

okay. my mom wants to watch movies now. grawr!

“care for some penis? i mean, peanuts?”

i’m feeling better. i must admit, this weather does put me in a better mood (:

it’s bluuuuuuuuuue skieeeeeees. i wish i could take pictures like in that sad depressing korean music video about the girl who was terminally ill so her boyfriend (guy friend?) would take pictures of the skie for her and she would piece it together on the ceiling of her hospital bed and see the sky all day (wow, way to turn something nice into something sad, Hao ><)

i’ll find out the song and post the video here on an edit later.

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note: i just read the story thru the pictures. i dont understand a bit of japanese.. hai? and omg she dies in the end! SADNESS.

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anyways. i just thought i’d post a ridiculously funny video clip i watched from YouTube. i think it’s pretty much self-explanatory what it’s about. but it’s just so funny because i can easily say peanuts and not get it one bit mixed up with penis. i mean, they do NOT sound alike. unless you say “nuts” like “nis”, in which case, that’s just weird** man, i wonder what SHE has on her mind. rofl.

 

 

i swear the bank hates me. only 8 more months until i can do all mny banking on my own. man, 18 years old must be the shizzz. they added me to my brother’s (acctually mine.) saving account yet i still can’t access it from the ATM? gah. i am now going to go to nap. though i should go take a walk. maybe ill bring my camera tomorrow to take gorgeous sky pictures (:

 

 

**sidenote: does anyone say bagel, BAH-GULL? because i had a friend who called it like that and it was crazy odd. i mean, people tend to say bay-gull. o__o

♥ in honor of valentine’s day…

 

here’s something i stumbled upon while looking for the code to make an html heart –> ♥

ahh what is THAT you ask? that would be a tampon earring. and earring made from a tampon. when i saw it was like, AH OH MY GOSH IS THAT REAL BLOOD (because of course, im dumb enough to think that someone would be gross enough to actually do that..kinda) but of course. duh. it’s not. and the only reason it’s a valentine’s day blog because it’s a HEART shaped earring. for anyone that wants to give their loved a pair today =P

now if anyone is thinking “HEY MAN! THIS IS SO COOL! I WANT A PAIR“

here is the link: http://www.tamponcrafts.com/heart.html

yes, tamponcrafts.com. the web DOES really have everything. i did find the pan flute made of tampon cardboard holding thingy quite creative, along with the turket made of tampons. the best i think was probably the simple ghost for halloween made from a single tampon.

yay for menstrual bleeding! [:

 

BOOO!