tips, old friends, FEM+WF, annoyances

so i’m tired.

as always. i woke up at 8 today. a saturday. because i had to freaking do volunteer work with TIPS. it wasn’t THAT bad. kinda enjoyable. there’s a short asian guy that wore skinny jeans that sagged tight on his bum and showed his plaid blu egreen boxers underneath. he didn’t have much junk in the trunk (nudge nudge) and he was. short. but his face was nice looking. not interested.

we dug up weeds and plants and shovel stuff around and i saw bunnies and rats. and then i went to cezanne’s house! woohoo! i haven’t seen my lovely lovely lolita friend in AGES and we just sat on the stairs and talked and she walked me to to bus stop and we talked. but of course, i’m always on a curfew tight-leashed so i had to take the bus home. it’s always good to catch up and she’s one of the people that really listens. too bad she’s always busy with her family and her job and whatnot. and plus, she lives like north. so i hardly get to skip and see her or something.

now i’m at the store. downloading music. and watching the lovely blue angels do their tricks since we have an okay view of them here. they’re loud though.  downloading….big bang’s Last Farewell English Version, Far East Movement’s new song, and that one song by Jordin Sparks. Okay, I’m listening to the English Version of Last Farewell. Hm. I’ll probably delete it. But ohmygosh, Far East’s Movement single Dance Like Micheal Jackson” is so HOT! I watched Wong Fu’s MV for the song and it’s SEXY AS HELL. The dancing is pretty crisp. And then Wong Fu’s “new” video blogs. Wesley Chan is just so so …ahhh adorable! I mean, his hair in the blogs is just sooooooooo *goes into hyper giddy mode*. I just want to reach out and pet him (:

Okay, so my sister’s wedding is coming up in 21 days. And I might admit that I’m quite disappointed that both of my invites to my friends were accepted, then they flaked out and said they can’t go. I mean, I’m not mad. Just a tad bit annoyed. But I mean, that’s reasonable right? Whatever. I might as well head home at 10pm and read because it’s not like I’m going to do anything from 10pm to 12am cuz everyone’s going to be dancing and whatnot. Psh. Whatever. ‘least I’m going to Iowa after that.

I’m going to learn how to drive in Iowa. and I’m going to jog every morning to get my body in shape because what Legacy House taught me (and Wii playing on Friday at my party) is that my body is so not in shape. Mainly my shoulder joints are creaking and that’s not good considering I’m only 16. Haha. And I’m also going to indulge in some shopping for back to school with my money. I figured I’m not going to blow it all on some crap. I have a feeling it’ll mainly be food I’ll be buying during the school year. Food and drinks.

Anyways, short blog just for the hell of writing down what has been hapenning. I have to go email someone now because I’ve been putting that off too and the person’s going to be pretty damn upset because I promised her I would a while ago. Ugh.

DENIED.

ahhh

ahhhh

ahhh

i still have NOT received my paycheck. they were all send out last tuesday. and today is monday. 6 fuh-REAKING days and yet, no money. okay so i’m a patient [just a facade. trust me. i'm NOT that patient] person so i’m like “maybe it’ll come tomorrow” on the days following thursday. i mean. mail usually comes 2 days after it’s sent out. but soometimes mail gets delayed right? but still. not check.

 

turns out. my check was sent to the WRONG fuh-REAKING address. i’m on 117th street right? and the goddamn blind illegible handwriting sucker dumbass payroll company wrote 114th street. and of COURSE, it was send back to them right? cuz the person at the house was like “WHO THE HELL IS HAO TONG?”. so i just got an email today from my supervisor that’s all like, i hope this didn’t create anyhardships for you and blah blah. you’ll get it wednesday.

WEDNESDAY?

ahhh i’ve been eating cafeteria food for the last WEEK AND A HALF because i have NO fuh-REAKING (notice my favorite word today?) $$$ to buy food outside. i mean, i need like at least 6 bucks to get a decent meal in Chinatown. not to mention i’ve been craving bubble tea and crepes. is it my fault if i crave something to treat myself after working my ass off? ehh at least they like me there. my mid-internship evaluation went extremely well. apparently i’m a hard worker and very very good (:

but the point is.

im quite p-ed off right now. i wanted to go SHOPPING this week cuz everyone had their end of the season, semi-annual, clearance, whatever, sales. and i STILL need to buy those dang shoes for my sister’s wedding. i mean, HOW HARD IS IT TO GET A fuh-REAKING PAIR OF GOLD OR TAN HIGH HEEL SHOES [BUT NOT LIKE..3 INCHES ARE MORE CUZ APPARENTLY THAT MAKES ME LOOK TOO TALL AND THAT I'LL FALL OVER ANY MINUTE IF THE WIND BLOWS] ?

Grr!

Legacy is a legacy

Today was my first day of my internship at Legacy House. And I must say that it was absolutely amazing. That place is an oasis in a desert. The people who I work beside are saints and that’s not even enough to cover how particularly fabulous they are. Legacy House is basically a nursing home in the International District (aka Chinatown) that has daily programs for the elderly in the community, particularly the Asian minority. It’s where I work 5 hour days (4 hours next week), 5 day a week. I’m constantly on my feet assisting the elderly and basically learning the whole concept of such an atmosphere.

Today I did Occupational Therapy (just like Physical..only less physical)  a lot and worked with the guy there, Voltaire. We did heat pads and bicycling and paperwork and one-on-one with patients. And man they get into their mahjong games! No lie! And the food there is actually pretty good and I learned how to say chicken, beek, and prok in Chinese and I definately hoping to learn more. There’s a Vietnamese lady that craves Vietnamese company since she can’t speak any other language so she basically clung to me >< and what else…. Gosh my feet hurt cuz I totally wore the wrong shoes and with the whole up-on-your-feet for the whole time deal, i have to get those spngey Dr Scholl’s (?) stuff to put in your shoes to make them “gel-in”.

Okay, Voltaire is hilarious. He’s sweet and charming and such a good guy. And while I’m on the topic of people, there’s Shigure, Frank, Mary Beth, Mei Yun, and Mary (my supervisor who wasn’t here today). Frank ended up showing me the ropes. And then afterwards, we all went out for bubble tea at Oasis. For an hour. ON my work schedule. Meaning, I just got paid to chat and drink bubble tea. Although it was a “meeting” but more like, 5 minute meeting, 55 minute joking around. Hell yea. And apparently we have field trips coming up and all that so I’m SO excited.

Anyways. Short blog. Too tired. Heading to sleep. Basically, I’m loving the summer already.

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 ♥

 

tips failure.

i bombed my interview. i talked to much. they hate me.

and my dad’s saying how stupid i am and how i suck at interviews and how i’ll never get a job.

how he’s never had an interview he has not gotten.

how fucking ridiculous that i am myself when taking an interview.

how ashamed he is to having such a daughter like me.

how i can’t even answer those easy questions.

how i acknowledged that i have weaknesses when i shouldn’t have.

how stupid it is for me to be truthful.

thanks for having faith on me dad.

thanks for your support

and most of all, thanks for wishing me good luck in the first place.

 

 

 

he was cool…til he pulled out a fag*

Today we started our “tournaments” for badminton class. woohoo. That is, until I realized I was up against Jesse who is one of the more stronger boys in the Advanced Division. “I’m screwed.” So yes, we played a long hard hard match with best out of three wins. Naturally, we didn’t even get to the third game cause I lost two. [4-11] & [10-11]. So then we moved back to our groups who were playing a nice game of British doubles ( 3 vs. 3) and I took my “anger” out on the other team by smashing. Blah blah blah. Okay this is all like..prelude to what this blog is all about anyways. 

So we played with me in the front for my team and Jesse in the front for the other team. He’s is such a funny guy. And I swear, I just love slamming shots right him because of his reaction. And my teammates didn’t do CRAP so I was all running up and down and sweaty and gross and ew. So when classes ended, me and Jesse shook hands. Talk a bit. Good game, blah blah. He’s really a chill guy. I was like “huh, this guy is pretty cool. we could be friends.” After changing in the locker room (mopping up my sweat with my backup shirt =/), I ran into Rich and him as I exited the room. I was not really happy at this point because I was disgusted with the way I felt, and if I could skip Chemistry just to take a shower, I would have (only I didn’t cuz who in their right mind skips Chemistry. INSTANT F.). 

“Hey Hao, why are you so angry”

“I’m not freaking angry. *laugh* I’m just gross right now”

“Well, we all are so don’t feel bad”

=D

It was at this point that I noticed a small white cylinder tucked between his index and middle finger of his left hand. A freaking cigarette. Now people who know me know that I’m so against smoking. I mean, I don’t care what you do to your body as long as it doesn’t harm others. But smoking does harm others. I walk by the front doors of Central everyday, gagging and covering my mouth in disgust at the rancid smell the emanates from people’s mouths and their cigarettes and clothes and everything. It’s sickening. No seriously, I get this nauseous feeling in my stomach. Okay for you smokers out there, I hear you telling me “Okay then, why don’t you just go some place else then if you’re so bugged by us? Leave. No one says yo have to be here”. It’s most convenient for me to take the front of the school to get my class. I will NOT be inconvenienced just so you can have your little suppression of anxiety through inhalation. 

Bottom line: Knowing you are killing yourself but not doing anything to stop it? Fine with me. Just stop being a ruthless idiot and not caring about the others around you that are suffering for your pleasure.

o & btw. I’m all for that law in waiting to make it illegal to smoke in the car if there is an infant under the age of 3 in it with you.

 

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It’s SUNNY.

& I have until the end of the week to find out if I’m rejected or not.

[sigh]

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*Sorry for going all British on you, fag is slang for cigarette.