Monday, August 29, 2005

Hey Diddle Diddle

Fall Out Boy - Dance, Dance
I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me.

Iono what it was today.. maybe it was allergies or something, but MAN! It seemed like i was sneezing every 30 seconds (I was in Guttal though), and my eyelids seemed to be getting swollen or something. GAH! It was horrible. When I go drive tonight, I'm going to fricken Target to get Kleenex!

Other seemingly weird events today: I wore a skirt. I didn't think it was THAT weird, but apparently it is. "OH MY! A SKIRT!" It's another of those constant cycle things. I don't really like wearing skirts much, so I don't wear them often, and therefore, it's some sort of miracle when I do. One reason I don't like wearing skirts is how people always make a big deal of it. I don't really mind when people say it, but really.. what's the big deal o_O? So because of that.. (mom just brought in a bowl of pho. HART! <3)

FSCKEN ERUYAOKN! Just cuz of that heart up there, blogger took out a whole chunk out of my post, so I'm too irritated now to put it back in. It was pretty much the same thing as what's in my profile though.. so:

when my dad came home and saw me in a skirt coming home from school, he was really happy, like.. REALLY happy. he kissed me on the forehead and told me to wear more skirts. i just said, "uh.. Whatever." later, i came downstairs and my mom came home from work, then my dad told me he told my mom to buy me more skirts. he said to "get the good ones, even if they're expensive." he said he'd just pay for it. now, i know i barely wear skirts, but wth. i don't even know what to think of this o_O.

is it really that crazy for me to have a skirt on?

And so, I think I like American Eagle. (I like putting something random at the end, if you haven't noticed)

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Moby Dick, the American Classic

I was Sparknoting Moby Dick when odd lines kept popping up:

"Ishmael admits that he is 'manhandling' the whale in his description, but he says that he is doing the best that he knows how."
..Which is manhandling.


"Ishmael describes the other parts of the whale, including the penis, euphemistically named the 'cassock.' He blasphemously likens the whale's organ to the dress of clergymen because it has some pagan mysticism attached to it."
How is there a religious mysticism.. to a FUCKING PENIS?!

"Ishmael is carried away with enthusiasm for the 'sweet and unctuous' sperm. He squeezes all morning long, sentimentally describing his physical contact with the other sailors, whose hands he unintentionally gropes in the vat of sperm."
.. Wtf! what kinda guy gets enthusiastic about sperm?!


This makes me think of South Park when Mr. Garrison was writing a "romance novel," but it actually was a porno. The whole storyline was just about penises, even a "redwood forest of penises." O__X Herman Melville.. I wouldn't be surprised if he was gay. -___-;

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Productive

Taking Back Sunday - Number Five With a Bullet

I did some stuff today. Nothing fun, but I got stuff done. Yay..

First, after a crappy delay, I went to the Martin Luther King Library. I was about an hour late to meet up with Lisa, Tracy, Chis, and Dan but I still got some APUS and APCalc summer hw done. Later, we went to La Victoria (I'm getting kinda tired of it though..). I got Super Nachos with steak, but I couldn't finish it. After, we got picked up and Tracy dropped us all off at our homes cuz she needed to go eat with her family. When we all got home, Tracy told me they lied to her and they didn't have to do anything. Boo. We wanted to hang out and stuff, but since we already all got home and got settled.. we were too lazy. -__- Later, John took me out to drive for an hour. We worked on my 3-point turns, which are still horrible, and practiced just a little on parallel parking. I got dizzy after from all the reverse and forward then back and forth again. I didn't really do anything after, but my mom bugged me a bit about letting her watch K-drama.. okay, at first, I was okay with her watching cuz you know, she comes home from work, wants to just watch, and I'd turn it on for her. Now though, she's at a point of obsession. I must admit, nothing surprises me anymore cuz the plot twists are pretty much all the same, so when she wants to watch for hours and hours at night every day until it's what.. 3 AM? What's the point? If it weren't for my not having any new episodes for the drama she's currently watching, she'd be watching right now and I'd be sitting in her room, waiting for her to get off in a couple hours so I can in my room. She even gets mad when I don't download. She says things like, "Why don't you download for me, huh? You never download it." Jeez. I remember when I was at Taco Bell with Antoine about 1 in the morning that she told me to come home... not because it was late, but because she wanted me to turn on K-drama. GAH! I know, I know, it's not that big of a deal. I don't think so either, but jeez. She's really obsessed. She's on the 5th episode while I'm on the 9th.. of a 20 episode drama she already finished in a week's time (last week)! I think that's enough to say she's obsessed. -__-;

My goal of going to the beach this summer will never be reached. Now that it's cold, I don't even wanna go that much, but I still kinda wanna go. There's no way to get there though.. and, as much as I don't want to admit it, summer's ending. I guess I'm just running out of time and it's not great beach weather, so I gave up. =[ Sad, I know. I wanted to go to this beach Antoine told me about. It looks really nice. T___T I'm really disappointed.

I should read Sophie's World, but it's so boring. Gah! People who took the class already said it was the interesting book out of the three, but the only good book is East of Eden. Crazy people.

Gyar.

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Bored

(Click to enlarge)

I was bored, so I kinda played around with a picture I took. For all you people who know how to use Photoshop, you should know that this is simple to do, but my Photoshop knowledge is unfortunately limited. Well, it's nothing. Just something out of boredom. The title was to try and cover that stupid chair, and due to lack of a better title in mind. It's almost 5. What can you do? (It seems to be a little pixely... oh well.)

A Change for a Change?

Tilly and the Wall - I Can't Believe You

I got my new glasses. I actually like them now, but I still think I look a little weird. I guess it's cuz it's from my point of view or something, but Iono, I'm just not used to it.

Friday, August 05, 2005

Tongue-Tied

Bloc Party - This Modern Love

Yesterday, Tracy, Lisa, Victoria, and I went downtown, but we once again came when it was closed. Actually, we had three minutes.. but that's not so much better. T__T We watched "Must Love Dogs" at Camera 12, but we were a little late. It was okay. I didn't expect much, cuz I just wanted to see it for John Cusack pretty much. He looked kinda tubby in there though. *Shrug* We were pretty much the only ones in the theatre except for maybe one person. It's cool if Camera 12 gets customers and all... but MAN! I'm still grr about how they're mostly playing Hollywood movies. Hopefully they get more customers who watch independent movies so they have more. I wanna watch "Murderball", dammit! It always takes them forever to get out the good ones (i.e, "Saving Face" and "Crash"). I can't believe they played "Sharkboy & Lavagirl" er whatever over those. Insane. Anyway, after the movie, we went around, got lost, and ate at The Old Spaghetti Factory. I've never been there... but I remember a couple years back, I was supposed to go with someone, but it never happened... =T Anyway, after that, we were walking around and I used that public toilet for a quarter. It was okay.. I didn't make contact with anything in there, but the cool thing was the faucet. I was reading the instructions and stuff, but I didn't really get it. It went on and water came out, but it was soapy, then it changed into just plain water, then the dryer came on (and if you're not done washing everything off, the water's still on for a bit =D). I thought that was pretty cool. (AHH! THERE'S A SPIDER IN MY ROOM!..) After that, we were at the park and we were going to go somewhere else, then there was a bum following us, talking to us. None of us said anything, but we turned and tried to cross the street. While we were waiting for the walk sign (There was a cop. Damn..), the guy came over again and looked us all over. Eegad. He walked over to me and started talking. He asks,..

"You guys aren't from here, right? Are there lights and things from where you're from?"
(pause.. I'm tempted to talk to my friends in Vietnamese to pretend I don't speak English, but he probably heard us speaking English when he was first following us.)
I say, "Yeah, I guess."
"Are you Japanese?"
"No, actually, I'm Vietnamese."
"Oh. I don't know what it is, but Asian women drive me crazy.."

(Light turns green.. Everyone walks away really quickly and I don't notice, then I power walk to catch up cuz I don't wanna be alone with the crazy guy.)

He said other stuff I can't really remember like how Asian women are really pretty or we were pretty.. Iono. The weird thing for me is, I didn't really care about talking to him (although that part about Asian women driving him crazy was pretty creepy), but what really got me.. irritated was how he thought we weren't from around there. Dude.. none of us even looked close to being fobs or something. I guess I just found him really ignorant and stupid for asking if places like "where we come from" actually have lights. Jeez. It's as if he thinks we come from Chinky Cave and we're Chinky Cavewomen who have come bearing sex. To add on, he was wearing a hat with stars and stripes. Freaking cracker. Racist, you say? Yes.. yes I am, dammit, but at least I'm not racist AND entirely ignorant. After that incident, everyone said they wouldn't have talked to him if he talked to them. I don't mind talking to people, but it probably isn't smart, huh? Well, the way I see it is, if I didn't talk to him, he could've been one of those guys who get mad when you ignore them and do something crazy. Plus, I felt kinda bad for the guy cuz no one really talks to bums. However, it was disgusting and annoying. We're not even legal. x____x Disgusting, really disgusting.


I don't know what it is. I always feel like I'm rambling now. I guess I'm just not a good talker. *Shrug* Whenever I feel like going to someone with problems I can no longer hold in, I tend to talk about it a little, then try to change the subject. I'll talk about it a little, change the subject, talk about it a bit again, then try to talk about something. Even on the phone.. I was never a phone person, but sometimes, I'll have a really good conversation, then other days, I have nothing to talk about and it's really spastic. I think the most articulate state I have is when I'm half-asleep, talking to someone, or maybe it's just cuz I love doing that. Talking to someone half-asleep and being half-asleep gives me a relaxed,.. honest feeling.

ZOOM! meemmolrliieks.

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

No Sense of Direction

Weezer - I Do

Yesterday was interesting. Sarah and I really don't like the YMCA's pool. When you open the door, all this hot, heavy air hits you, and the water isn't that refreshing. The night before, I got a call and was told that we were going to swim at Chris N.'s pool. After some delay, Cindy gave Tracy, Sarah, and I a ride. Cindy drives well, but she really doesn't know where she's going. When you go to someone's house, you know how to get out by going the opposite way, right? Cindy had no idea and had to ask every time where to turn which way. I found that pretty funny. We swam and did some stuff. When we finally decided to get out, we changed in Chris' place. It got pretty messy, but we cleaned it up a bit. Later, we went to drop off Sarah, and we went to La Victoria. We walked around downtown, then we went to drop off Thanh. We went around to random places and drove around cuz we had nowhere to go. We went down this straightwaway that people died at when they tried to race, and Cindy went down a supposedly haunted road. There were these huge dead birds on the side, then this truck was coming at us pretty fast. I don't think it's haunted, but it was freaky.. We finally decided to go to the lake. We hung out, then we had to drop off Chris. We dro
ve up and down the same roads repeatedly cuz we had nowhere to go, but you know.. usually, if the driver doesn't know where to go, they just decide to turn in somewhere, but Cindy doesn't know where she's going, so she never turned unless we told her to. x__x haha. After going around and around, I decided to go home. After they dropped me off, my mom gave me a box of sample glasses to try on and see which one I liked. I couldn't decide cuz I didn't really like any... so I called Cindy, Tracy, Lisa, and Victoria to come over and help. They chose a red pair of emo glasses. I thought it looked okay, but it felt really weird cuz I don't think emo glasses look that good on me. They, my mom, and John said it was good, but I still felt weird about it. I was about to get this ugly pair of glasses cuz it wasn't emo and I thought it fit me a lot more. Anyway, they stayed till they realized it was 12 and left in a hurry. I stayed up a while trying to choose a pair, but I really didn't like any of them. I didn't want to be rude to my mom's customer by having her ask him to give her a 2nd box to try on, so I just decided to get the red, emo ones. This morning, my dad woke me up just to try them on. Even he said they were nice... but I still don't know. Oh well. I can always stick with my current, crooked, broken, too-tight-for-my-head-that-it-gives-me-dents glasses.. >_>

Today, I went to the Y w
ith Sarah. We ran and just did some stuff while waiting for the Pilates class to start. When it started, we did the evil Downward Dog, and that's when I knew it was yoga! Yoga is crazy and we hate it. Within about 10 minutes, I kept trying to whisper to Sarah to see if she wanted to bail. When she finally heard me, we left oh-so-relieved. I asked a worker for the schedule and found out it changes every month. What we were just doing was Yogalates. Gah. There was no Pilates by the time we left. Screw yoga >__> I don't need to be flexible.

That's all I did that's at least somewhat interesting lately.

It's August. No~!