if i had a nickel for every time…

- i wrote a text message and then decided not to send it. i’d be rich.

- i wrote a text message to this specific person and decided not to send it. i’d be rich.

- i slid my phone out to check if i got a text message. i’d be rich.

- i slid my phone out hoping to see if i got a text message from this specific person. i’d be rich.

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verteran’s day today! slept in til 2pm. watched two gg episodes. ate half a large papaya. and now i am determined to do my physics until i get at least 80% of it done.

vietnam is in less than a month. excitemeeeeent. yes.

why is superpoke still popular on facebook? well, ocassionally, out of the blue, i get a barrel of monkets thrown at me. and facebook keeps encouraging me to “reconnect with melanie truong” because i haven’t wrote something on her wall lately. lol.

class scheduling for next quarter is FRIDAY. anxious because i only have so many choices.

i am most likely hooking up my DSL in january considering i got paid yesterday. yay.

i’m craving some froyo but it’s absolutely chilly outside.

i need to cut my toenails.

work was fun yesterday. i learned how to play darts. and i think my boss hates me because she told me to do dusting yesterday. it’s where you have to take ALL THE MERCHANDISE off the glass shelves and then wipe the glass shelves down with glass cleaner to make it all clear and transparent. and there are A LOT of shelves and A LOT of shit to take off the shelves and put back on. luckily, sandra came in and asked me to price stuff so…saved by very ugly wallets! (:

i was highly surprised by my physics exam. i was actually wondering if the teacher changed TAs because this time, if i just wrote down a few numbers and had no idea what the HELL i was doing, i got 3 points out of ten. =D so i ended up getting a minimal grade considering i mainly got 3 points out of ten on most problems. hahaha. ><” i think this will be the exam i get dropped.

ally is going through some tuffy problems that are making her sad so i try to be a good friend and be there for her but i’m so unsure about what to say and i don’t even know if i’m helping or making it worse. i get that sometimes i don’t get her and whatnot but i want to try to be a better friend to her and be there for her because since what happened on her birthday, i do realize that i take her for granted a lot. =|

 

breezing by.

last monday i was fine. and then I got killer sick that night.

tuesday. work from 7-1 was killer. i was chugging down Emergen-C like my life depended on in (basically).

No seriously, I was dying. and then I had a PHYSICS midterm that same day.

Yea, as IF I’m going to pass THAT one. I’m LUCKY if I even get 6 points (one multiple choice question worth) out of 100. Yep, THAT BAD. I didn’t have a tissue throughout the exam too so I was sniffling and WIPING MY SNOT on my sleeve. Yes, very attractive. Diana was like “Yea, your boyfriend would totally love you right now” which just made me feel worse. *Sigh.

So I went home. I FORGOT I had another class that same day. Stupid quiz section after Physics on Tuesdays. Ugh. I was so irritated because we were suppose to get back our midterms that day and I totally forgot. But hey, I was sick and I just wanted to get the hell home and go to sleep.

Wednesday was not any better. I skipped Chemistry class, telling my friends to cover for me. Thank god I switch clickers off with Sydney, otherwise I would lose clicker points and I CANNOT afford to lose clicker points in that class anymore.  It’s because we sit on the balcony and the machine hates people who sit on the balcony and never likes to accept our clickers. =/ And so I slept most of the day. And I actually forgot my Comm class started at 11:30 and not 12:30 like I initially thought until I was like “wait….me and sydney bowl until 11:30 usually…”. I missed the bus and ended up making it only one minute late to the class. Luckily, there were hecka people late because it was pouring rain and sad. And so we took our midterm. I wasn’t so worried about Comm class because it’s easy to understand and comprehend the shtuff he talks about but it’s just a lot of shtuff. Turns out, I did a lot better than I initially thought. I was hoping for a mid-B, but I actually got a 90%. A low A, but an A nonetheless. (: Anyways, I had work that same day, 2-5 and I was dying the entire time and coughing and sniffling my ass out. And I skipped VSA meeting too which I didn’t really want to do but I had to because because of daylight savings, it’s like, completely dark at 5pm now and I really didn’t want to walk all the way through campus while being sick and unaware of my surroundings when it was so dark out. Maybe in two weeks. So I went home. And slept.

That night my parents made me do this asian sauna thing where you boil lemongrass and put in a little green eucalyptus oil into the water and swirl it around and then you cover yourself with a blanket and steam over the pot. I felt a bit better but I was still congested so I don’t think it worked. I just pretty much sat there sweating my ass off literally. It was a pool of sweat by the end and I had to mop of the floor with my towel :[

Thursday. I cancelled lunch with an old friend whom I haven't seen in foreverrrrr. I felt bad because we planned it about two weeks in advance but I was too sick. I ended up making plans with another friend for a massage.

Matt has been studying massage as a hobby of his for a while, and a few months back, I read a public posting recruiting up people to try his techniques on. Of course I volunteered and it was his birthday present for me =)

Let's just say it was the most amazing experience I've ever had with someone's hands on my body ;] He was completely professional about it, wearing a blindfold and whatnot. I came wearing jeans and a long sleeve but he wanted as much skin baring so I had to borrow a pair of shorts and a cami from Kathryn to shimmy into. And I laid face down on his little curved pillow and covered myself with the sheet thing. It was first just regular rubbing and feeling up and down my back for little bumps of tension and stuff. Apparently I’m super stiff and I had a hard time just relaxing. And then when he applied the pressure with his elbow or hand or whatever (I don’t know because I was facedown), it hurt but it was the kind of good hurt…you know? and then he used this really cool tingly cream over me (it smelled good!) and then pulled out my arms and my legs. It was…just amazing. And by then, I was kind of going in and out of falling asleep. All I remember after that was him putting a towel on me and laying these hot stones on my back and I just passed out. Seriously. He said for half an hour? And when I was semi concious, all I could hear was my phone vibrating. Lol. I had to ask Matt to text back my friends because I was just soo….out of it.

I seriously think that was what made me better because I feel goooooood the next day. Now I just have occasional sniffles and little coughs but my body feels so. much. better. I must take him out for the lunch the next time I see him. ^^

On Friday, it was a girl’s afternoon out filled with bowling and DDR and very horrible three table ping pong. We made a huge ruckus and were really loud but it was very fun and kept my mind off things for a while.

The weekend was good. Sister came up. My parents had a party to go to Saturday night so I went out with my sister and her friends. We had a good time. Dinner and then Dilettante’s. They’re taking me out devirginizing my clubginity when my parents are away in VN. =) I’m excited. I came home and just crashed because alcohol makes me so sleepy and we walked a lot and it was cold outside and so warm underneath my covers.

Today was a quiet day filled with lot’s of baby pictures and cuddling with Tamtam. She’s just adorableeeee now. Her chubchub cheeks and her blowing of raspberries. <3

On the love side of my life, I’ve been really strained lately. Long distance relationships really do suck, no matter how much faith you put into it, hoping it will work out. Things never go as planned right? Anyways, it’s through tough times that friends come through and provide the support you need and comfort you through all the tears you cry. I know I don’t have many close friends but I do love the small circle that I do have. My problems mainly have been petty girl things such as jealousy and pangs of sadness but it’s all due to the fact that I’m here and he’s there. It’s not that I don’t trust him. I really do. But of course, I can’t help feeling the way I do because it’s just hard. But I was able to talk through some of it tonight after being pretty much pressured into it (thanks, person.). Apparently, I’m suppose to tell him everything I feel? I know it sounds pretty “duh” when you write it down but sometimes you’re just scared of losing the person if you reveal to them how much you really care. I didn’t want to. Truthfully, I’ve never been really good with controlling my emotions. I suppress them and hide them away from the people they directly impact. Some people say that jealousy means that you care. If your boyfriend/girlfriend never got jealous, that’s not good. I wonder if he even ever gets jealous. And speaking of showing you care, how do you should you care if you’re in a long distance relationship? (I feel like being Natalie Tran and saying “post your comments at the bottom of this page”. HAH.) Actually, I’m quite creative and I have a million ideas of how I would do it. But for some reason, I doubt he would have any creative ideas. Lol. It’s a million to one in terms of guys like that. And it’s funny to think that the one guy that was creative ended up being a guy that I couldn’t be with. *shrugs. Life is that way I guess.

I had a good weekend honestly. Chocolate + cuteness overload. Thanksgiving this year should be fabulous as well. (:

not sad at all.

they say, love brings out the best in people.

but it also brings out the worst.

look at me. point proven. i think the path i’m going on is self-destructive.

not good.

i’ll probably alienate half the ones that matter most to me with my obnoxious self-loathing and insecurity before i even have a chance to say i’m sorry.

emo morning. who wants to read emo stuff.

let me eat my chicken cajun rice tv dinner in peace while i prepare for my future to fail.

 

pick up the ball and throw it.

please don’t cry little girl.

life’s too short to waver on such trivial matters.

a road is never so straight that it doesn’t have bumps.

but that’s all they’ll be.

climb, crawl, run, walk.

however you choose, just don’t stop.

anyone and everyone deserves the pursuit of happiness.

but it’s up to you to choose the pace at which you go.

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i slept at two yesterday. it was annoying. i laid there fussing over things that are completely irrational. lately, i’ve been seeing traits that show up that are traits i have always berated other people for having. traits that i’ve always pointed out to be bad.

dad says that deep down, everyone is the same. we’re all human beings after all. we all consist of the same emotions. individualism is just how much of each emotion we show to the world.

currently: in chem class reviewed for midterm

currently: eye twitching. contacts blurry. time to get new ones but bank account is slowly sinking.

past: got a haircut yesterday that i am mixed feelings about.

future: i don’t know what’s going to happen in my life, specifically a certain part of my life. but i have a keen feeling that it’s bound to happen at one point or another and i’ll just be sad when it does.

currently: feeling ashamed because i promised to cover clicker* questions for her and i forgot her clicker at home.

past: in a constant state of miff.

i think i will go ddr my heart out today. i’m just that confused.

maybe ranting to sydney will help. afterall, my friendship with certain others are dynamic and right now, some are on the fritz [and not because of me] . some i just can’t talk this crap too because they are too biased toward one side or the other.

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*clicker: a thing that looks like a remote control that you buy for most science classes to press in your answers during lecture classes. this is use to check for attendance most of the time and you get minimal points for a correct/incorrect answer. and plus, your answers only count for a small percentage of the whole class (usually participation points) so it doesn’t even really matter. unless you’re an obsessive person like me that cares about every little point because it could be the potential make it/break it point between a 2.9 and a 3.0.

not dead yet.

but i sure feel like it.

college has been extremely stressful i’m amazed i haven’t gotten anymore gray hairs yet.

i almost did break down on tuesday and started banding my head on the table [padding with a notebook of course because that would hurt!] and started tearing up because physics has turned into my worst enemy. no lie. that shit is NO FUN. i mean, okay it’s all formulas and yes i can memorize the damn formulas but WHEN DO I USE THEM. and not to mention, MY TEACHER SUCKS AT LECTURING.  ]:

i did meet some new people, ran into some old people, and kept life on a constant.

of course, i disturbed the silent study floor once again at odegaard like i did in the computer lab at seattle central. but i couldn’t help it! i TRIED to keep my voice quiet as a friend and i eagerly caught up what had happened in the last…6 months we haven’t seen each other. all in all, it was a fantastic break hour filed with many laughs. he’s taking korean! which i eagerly flipped through his textbook and embarrassed myself with. =P

and my physics buddy who cannot see in the dark [even with her contacts] is quite gorgeous. she also has this crazy cool bar in her ear where it goes from the back of the ear to the front. and it’s red because she didn’t want green because she “didn’t want people to think it was earwax”. hilarious. and i BASICALLY did her last physics problem for her 2 minutes before the deadline so she hecka owes me lunch now. and well, mainly communications class has been a failure in terms of meeting people. not that i haven’t met people. i have. it IS communication class afterall. but the girls i meet…blah. they’re all blonde and sorority girls and i just really can’t hang out with them because they’re SO self-centered. like SERIOUSLY. the girls in my mini quiz section are.

besides school. work has been fun~ my coworkers are simply hilarious and we get along great. they’ve mainly been working for a long time so they’re really fast with stuff but i stumble along great. but this week, i have to work 7-11 >< SEVEN. in the MORNING. i just hate the part that my supervisor doesn’t like her workers eating/drinking behind the counter so i have to like STARVE until the end of my shift where i voraciously devour my sandwich in the backroom. *sigh.

i also think i’ve been sadly losing weight just because i don’t have enough time to eat. i mean, my hour break i’ve been using to print all my notes out for classes and doing last minute hwk. it SUCKS. and i just really really want a place to sleep because i’ve been staying up til one doing physics homework.

also, friends have been drama problems and i’ve been kind of going back and forward between the couple trying to sort out issues and smooth things over. im trying to be nice, remember? and my own problems include MY own friends being unsupportive of MY  relationship. grah. i mean, it’s hard enough to be hundreds of miles away from each other. i don’t need to take any crap from anyone about it. all this is making things fuzzy and annoying for me. which also i might note, at times i wonder if i bend over backwards and worry about other people to much. ie, him. i mean, i feel narcissistic when i say that i try to be the good girlfriend that doesn’t cling and be needy but secretly, i crave doting from my other half. i feel jipped sometimes that he doesn’t call me to say he misses me or how i am and just to check in. or that he doesn’t do romantic things like send me an email with a love song. you’d think that’d just happens in the movie but in real life, stuff like that ACTUALLY HAPPENS. some guys DO do super romantic stuff and be sweet and all that shiz. i would know. i guess maybe i’m just expecting too much now.  i just wonder if he thinks of me still . it’s kinda sad ain’t it? i’m just being too girly.

anyways. the ‘rents wanna head back to good ol’  vietnam for winter. my cousin is getting married and my mom wants to visit grammy. BUT THE WEDDING IS ON THE 10TH OF JANUARY. so my dad is completely balse about school because he thinks it’s TOTALLY a piece of cake to be able to catch up on a week+ of hwk for PHYSICS AND CHEMISTRY. apparently, after i get the hang of physics this quarter, the second quarter should be easy peasy. WHAT THE HELL DUDE. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? and it’s not like my parents are totally going to let me stay at home because THEY DON’T TRUST ME (okay, maybe they have a reason to not trust me) . GAH. i’m willing to go because i love viet nam but i SERIOUSLY don’t want to miss a week (or more) of school. especially in the beginning of the quarter? ]:

today, i slept in til 2pm. it was the most amazing of my life because i have seriously been sleep deprived. i did hwk and had a gossip girl marathon before my ass brother came home and took over the TV like he owns it (he kind of does considering his bought it, but WTF). congrats to ally for getting her permit! she’ll finally have the chance to scare some people on the street. [:

…my birthday’s next week and i don’t think i’ll be doing anything. maybe just go get a haircut. ^^ i also need to invest in some boots because its going to RAIN next week. rah. rain + physics = i need some prozac for depression.

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. [:

fawk.

i think it would suck to die in a desert . it really would. dying by dehydration seems like the worst way to die. slowwwww.

anyways, guess who’s coming back tomorowwwwwwwwww! precisely landing on seattle ground at noon. *sings gee by snsd*. makes me giddy ~

but then again, it’s not as if i’ll be able to see him because some things didn’t go the way they were planned. but it’s still better to feel is…presence in seattle? shit, what am i talking about. lol. crying about it won’t mean i will be able to miraculously somehow see him. it’s doomed right? also considering he’s going to ucla and whatnot. which i shouldn’t continue to rag on him about because it really is a better choice than ucla. i’ll let it go. along with everything that’s been happening these past few days.

favors are things you ask from friends that you hope they will be able to do for you. when does the line between a favor and using someone gets crossed? when in return, you do nothing for them. but what if that was because they just never asked? are you able to still ask them for favors? friendship is a two-way street and of course, being a good friend requires both ways. but it’s funny how it was actually all along not about me because it was decided that her day was more important if she were to do something. toxic relationships are good for no one. but whatever.

being mad just raises my high cholesterol. i don’t want to die from an aneurysm. which i could potentially die from considering my family’s death rates. that, or the bump that is emerging on my right side and that i have to freaking go see the radiologist about again. HOPEFULLY it’s just a inflammed lymph node like they suspect. due to my high killer flea bites that have yet to disappear. i swear, bugs just hate me.

so i called the doctor to get a regular flu shot and they’re like..”we won’t have it until october” which is really weird considering pharmacies already have it..? i guess i’ll end up suffering until the swine flu vaccine is available. i really hope i don’t get sick though due to the HELLA SHIT i have for classes ALREADY. even before they started, i’m expected to read that obama book and 25 pages of this thing some lady wrote. and that’s for communications only. *sigh. college life, hello! and OMG SWINE FLU AT UW. *freaking out*

but i’m stoked. i’m counting how many froyo places there are on the Ave and plan to try every one of them.

last min notes before i conk out for the night.

- kitchen is done!

- huskies go! for tomorrow’s game

-hope shawn’s flight doesn’t die

-vulvodynia sucks! fighting ~

-SHAWN’S BACK. OMFG. I WISH.. *SIGH.

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.

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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