MR. ROGERS IS DEAD! HE DIED OF CANCER THIS MORNING! I WEEP FOR THE WORLD’S LOSS OF THE ONE MAN WHO MADE ME (AND MILLIONS OF OTHER PEOPLE) HAPPY AS A CHILD! It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood…yes,…a beautiful day for a neighbor…would you be mine?…could you be mine?…(sigh)…life is unfair!
Month: February 2003
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The sensual brown turd…so sensual…take me you amorous turd-y beast! So yeah, today I went to class…math seemed to drag on…and on…suicide is the only way out…just end it all…and then class ends. After that I walked home because I realized that I forgot all of my pencil case AGAIN! I had to a pen from Mai. I was planning on studying more for my Econ Midterm, but instead I watched Maury and ate yogurt. It was blueberry. I have boycotted strawberry yogurt b/c if I ate it, it would be like eating family yogurt. B/c I’m a strawberry. With Tiffanie. We stay friends forever.
Mythology was boring as usual. End of story.
My econ midterm wasn’t terrible, but it wasn’t good. I hated myself at the end of it. I kept on marking the same answer over and over again…here is a model of my scantron…A, D, C, B, C, C, C, C, A, C, B, D, D, A, A, B, D, D, A, C, C, C, D, B, B, B. Now multiply this pattern by two and you get my 50-question econ exam scantron. It’s pretty sad. So repetitive…you know when you get 4 Cs in a row that one of them has got to be wrong! How can “scarcity” be the answer to like 15 questions? I seriously put it as the answer for like 1/3 of my exam! Damn you Micro Econ! And damn you Adam Smith! The man who started it all…hate you…hate you…hate you…
After that I came home and I was going to study for my math quiz, but I chatted with Tiffanie and my friend Eva instead. Tiffanie and I had quite a conversation…we’ve pretty much decided to become mass murderers the moment we become wrinkly (meaning old) enough…we’re also going to harvest human body parts and hair (mainly from the youth) and fuse them to our own body so that we stay youthful and beautiful forever! Blonde today…red-head tomorrow…black hair the rest of the week! We’ll chase down these kids on our hovercrafts/hover-bikes (w/jetpacks for extra propulsion!), and then Tiff will trip them with her cane, we’ll beat them into submission with our heavy, old woman’s purses, and then I’ll capture them under my metal walker. LET THE HARVESTING BEGIN! LEFT ARM #954385, COME HERE NOW!
I went to my first CASA meeting today. It was freezing cold so naturally my hand was an icicle as I shook all of the officers’ hands. The funny thing is…right now the pinky of my right hand is REALLY cold, but the rest of my hand is relatively warm. I hope it doesn’t fall off! That would be terrible! I need my pinky! How will I pick my nose without it?
After CASA we ate at Parkside with Dave, this other guy, and this gal I’ve never seen before (yes, I know my descriptions are vague…I can’t bring myself to find descriptive names for them like “pant-leg up/pant-leg down dude” or “what’s-his-face,” I’m only human you know, I can’t be switched on all the time…I JUST CAN’T! **Loretta goes to huddle in a corner; she convulses and shivers; vomit that reeks of shame shoots from her mouth…”s-s-soooo ashaaaaamed-d…”**)
Oh yes, I remember now. Tiffanie showed me her newest incarnation of the flat-handed air-caress thing she does to all those she admires and adores. It’s the flat-handed air-caress with burrowing. While rubbing at the air, she physically burrows into your body, to rub herself in your essence. I don’t exactly know what happens when she burrows into you, I’ve never seen it first hand, but I’m pretty sure the victim loses quite a bit of blood.
YAY! Tiffanie and I might have a place to live! It’s off-campus so there will probably be quite a bit of walking happening next year (and possibly all the years after that) but that’s ok! At least we don’t have to live in Leavey Library!
Well…It’s time for Law and Order so I will be mosey’n over to my TV and then crashing in front of it in order to become the ULTIMATE TV ZOMBIE! I think I suffer from Couch-Potato-itis or Lazy-Big-Fat-Blob disease, or something, b/c I just can’t stop being lazy! In fact, I’m so lazy that if I had Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, I still would avoid all unnecessary movements. But I’ll keep my girlish figure by constantly vomiting in vanity (with a hint of shame). Gotta stay thin! Gotta stay thin! Gotta stay thin! Ahh, yes. This IS the life, isn’t it?
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This was a decent weekend. On Friday night Brian calls me like at 9 and asks me if I want to go to Pasadena to get my ear pierced. I just took a shower, and me being as lazy as you know I am, I was a little hesitant to have to put on makeup and then walk out into the dirty air and be forced to bathe again a few hours later. But the piercing was calling to me…calling to me…I love you…umm…yeah. So I quickly threw on some clothes and then three of Brian’s friends came and picked me up. I actually “knew” two of them (Loris and Caroline) but didn’t KNOW them. So I was a little down about that, but they proved to be super fun. And the other guy…Nick (?) turns out to be from Hawaii which was pretty funny…
Here’s the conversation we had as Loris was putting gas into the car…
Him: Where are you from?
Me: I’m from Hawaii.
Him: Really? I’m from Hawaii too!
Me: I don’t believe you.
Him: I really am. I went to Kaimuki.
Me: Liar…I still don’t believe you.
Him: I’m from Hawaii!
Me: NOT! LIAR!!!
So yeah. After maybe 10 minutes of trying to convince him, I finally started to believe him. We were both excited to leave Hawaii and come to Cali, even though I was homesick, we both think Cali is an amazing change.
Then we went to Hooters (yes, Hooters) and Brian and I shared a Philly Cheesesteak (Cheese Steak?) and that made my SECOND DINNER. I also ate two of their excellent buffalo wings (yes, they are the best), and then we just sat around and commented on how loud it was in the restuarant and how fat we’ve become…fat rolls are my nightmare and my reality! And then our waitress comes up to us and tells us that she knows there is a birthday today. Haha Brian. She tells him to follow her and the next thing I know, Brian is putting two big balloons into his shirt. And then all the waitresses start doing this weird cheer (under the instruction of another waitress with a megaphone) and they tell him that if he doesn’t dance in front of everyone, they will force everyone to leave the restaurant. So during this birthday chant Brian does sort of a…goofy jiggle…He said it was the most embarrassing moment of his life. And I believe him.
After that, we walked to the piercing place and we asked the dude to give us discounts, which he did. I got a $10 discount, so my industrial was $60. That pretty much drained my wallet. Brian filled out his release form first so he went in first. He got a cartilage and an earlobe. When he emerged, his ears were red, and he had a big smile on his face. He looks so different. But different in a good way.
Nick was next. He pierced his earlobe as well. I walked in just when he finished, and as his hand was slowly reaching for his earlobe, the piercer was like, “dude, if you touch your piercing with your dirty, dirty, hands, I swear I WILL KICK YOUR ASS.” No one touched their piercing for the rest of the night. I go in last and I tell everyone to leave.
I sit in that chair, which, to my sadness, did not have armrests…I NEED armrests to clutch on to while my ear is being pierced with a needle 10x the size of a normal one…So I warn the man that I’m the type of person who likes to talk and I will ask him a lot of questions…he says that is totally cool and he goes about cleaning my ear and marking where he’s going to pierce and stuff. Here is what I learned from our conversation…
The massive amounts of piercings on his face does not at all effect how he eats. He’s had them for too long.
He got all of his piercings within a 4 year period.
The tattoo on his arm took 2 or 3 hours to complete.
And then he told me to relax and take a few deep breaths. I was probably hyperventilating. B/c I didn’t exactly have anyone to hold my hand, and there were no armrests on the chair, I held on to my phone like there was no tomorrow.
And then it begun…
“Take a few deep breaths for me…ok…Take a deep breath in…hold it for me…and exhale (first piercing; I tense up a lot)…ok, take a few more deep breaths…take a deep breath and hold it…not exhale (second piercing)…OUCH!
And then he put the bar through my ear, RATHER, he struggled to put the bar through my ear. He got the first side in pretty easily, but the second one he was definately having problems with. And then I hear this disgusting ripping/popping sound. I figure that was the other end of the bar going through my ear. And then it was over. And now I’m in pain, but it looks hella cool.
Brian told me I could sleep on my face. Thanks Brian…(sarcasm).
On Saturday, Brian and I went to watch Tiff at wushu, which was super cool. At that moment, which I was watching Tiffanie be super cool with her movements and her straight sword, I was actually proud to be Tiff’s heterosexual life-partner…I still am…to my horror. The whole time I watched Tiff, the other Tiff, Pant-leg up/Pant-leg down dude, flexible dude, Matt look-alike dude, and I really enjoyed watching the guy who did the monkey stick thing. It is degrading, but it’s also pretty cool.
After that Brian and I went to the mall in Pasadena, ate at CPK and then went shopping. I spent all my money on LANCOME COSMETICS! WOO-HOO! Mwa hahahahahaha.
After that, and a little mix-up fixin’, we headed back toward campus. And then we walked to Parkside where Brian picked up another b-day present, and then we walked back to cafe84 and spent our meal money. I bought juice and H2O again. I MUST HAVE MY LIQUIDS!
Today was a regular boring day. I just woke up and did the normal stuff. Read my mythology reading for the week. Did my MINITAB questions (many thanks to Daniel) and then I totally vegged out the rest of the day. I decided to read Lord of the Rings and then I fell asleep. It was really random. I slept for 1 hour and woke up when I heard the Simpsons theme song on the TV in the other room. Then I ate my dinner, of TAIWAN BREAD and pork sung sandwich with diet coke. It was VERY CHINESE-y and delish. I miss chinese food…I miss home…waaa!
Haha…my roommate just had a guest and my side of the room is disgustingly messy. YES! I DO ROLL AROUND IN MY OWN FILTH! And her side is impeccably clean. So clean…
Well…It’s supposed to rain tomorrow and so I must prepare myself with my Avril coat and the Burberry umbrella…I hate walking in the rain. It makes me happy…and you KNOW how I hate being happy. Brian tells me to cheer up. Well you know what Brian? Go chew on your rectum! I’m HAPPY being SAD! Get it? Mwa hahaha.
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I had a terrible nightmare last night. There was this wild boar that was the size of this little piglet and pretty cute, but somehow I knew that it was DEADLY! So deadly! It wanted to kill either my dog Dancha or this cat that I don’t have in real life but had in my dream…this orange tabby cat. The only stipulation was that it would go after the animal whose name I called. At first the boar wanted the cat, so I screamed and tried to save it. When I grabbed it, my poor dog got caught behind this little gate I have in my Hawaii house, and the boar smashed into it and started ramming my poor Dancha to death. I could hear my dog screaming and crying and I wanted to save it but if I got the cat close, the boar would bound over the gate and kill both me and the cat. So I ran my room dumped the cat into there and then I ran back and saved my dog. I bounded back into my room and then I set the cat next to the dog. They were both exhausted and I knew the boar was waiting outside. I start nursing my pets back to health but then my sister comes in and sits down on the ground BUT SHE LEAVES THE DOOR OPEN…the cat jumps out of the room and I get soooo mad at my sister for leaving the door open! I scream, “I HATE YOU!” and my dream ends.
I wonder what that means…
Hmm…what has happened lately?
Well, yesterday I woke up at like 9:50 which isn’t really that bad, except I had set the appointment for my mandatory advisement at 10:00 AM!!!!! OH MY GOODNESS! I was like some sort of tornado-wild brushing-dressing-monster! And then I ran (rather, power-walked) to BRI104. I was still 7 mins late. I saw Brian outside of Bridge and he told me that my advisor saw him instead of my b/c I was late. But he took me at the 10:15 appt. So all was well.
Daniel Good (my advisor) is like one of the coolest advisors I’ve ever met. He’s funny! AND “SUPER COOL!”
After that I went to my math midterm, which hurt me terribly b/c I was still sick and my head was throbbing and hurting and I couldn’t read. It was painful to think about probabilities. But I got a B!
I got an A on my ITP MT! I beat Gabrielli! Mwahahahhahaha! IN YOUR FACE GABRIELLI!!!! Mwa hahahahah! I’M THE ITP MASTER!
And then around 4:30 I met Brian and we went to Tiff’s apartment and we just played around with swords and chatted for a while. And then we went to golf…MANDATORY MINIATURE GOLF FOR THE BUSINESS SCHOLARS! WHO THE HELL HAS MANDATORY MINATURE GOLF? WHO?!!!!
But it turned out to be pretty fun. We ate pizza but unfortunately they didn’t give us enough. And I had lots and lots of fun harassing Daniel Good. I told this other advisor that my name was Gandolf Foogray (it was also on my name tag) but she didn’t believe me at all. So when Daniel Good came to talk to us, I was like…”Hey, can you tell that woman there that my name is GANDALF FOOGRAY?” and he’s like, “that woman?” and I’m like, “yeah, HER…” and he goes and puts his arm around her and he’s like…”this girl (points to me) forgot to TAKE HER MEDICATION!” NOOOOOOO! Daniel! HOW COULD YOU?!!! BACKSTABBER!
Today was pretty normal. I just went to class and I found out my grades on my MTs and then I met Daniel and Mai at Leavey Library to try and do our damn minitab project but THEY DIDN’T WORK! They didn’t work! It hurt me so bad on the inside. So now Mai and I are going to go to the math center tomorrow to work on it on the computers there.
Dinner at Parkside was good today…except JASON WAS 30 MINUTES LATE! YOU KNOW I DIDN’T TELL YOU 7:30! I TOLD YOU 7 BUT WERE JUST LAZY AND SLEPT IN! I KNOW THE TRUTH! I KNOW THE TRUTH!
Well, this weekend is surely going to be fun. Brian and I are going to harass the hell out of Tiffanie at wushu, where I will finally decide whether or not to go, and then we are going to go to venice beach to get our ears pierced. Mwa ha. I’m so excited about that. The rest of the weekend I’m pretty much free…and lonely…won’t somebody help lonely lil’ me? Waaa! But at least I have my FOB coat, sunglasses, and hair ties…so fuzzy…
**–**foogray**–**
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Hello, hello, hello! I’m back!
Here’s a quick rundown…”quick” meaning “so long it might kill you”…
I left around
We arrived in
We first went to the supermarket and bought lots of random stuff. I bought candy and Chinese shampoo…I LOVE CHINESE SHAMPOOS! It’s called “Lux” and Liv Tyler is the spokes model. She’s on the box that holds my precious Chinese shampoo. My precious…Do you realize how different some of our everyday products are in
After that, we went to the morning open market which is just these tables all set up with lots of different random things being sold on it. Everything from chicken and clams, to VCDs and hair clips. It was awesome, yet oh-so filthy (I mean that in the literal germ-infested, puddles of brackish water, smells of feces, sort of sense). So dirty…so dirty…and…so cold…
Hey! The woman on the news is wearing a Burberry scarf! I must have it! (Side note: there is SOOOOOOO much fake Burberry stuff in
At the open market we bought fruits, and stuff. Then we bought some flowers for my grandmother’s memorial site. Then we went back to the apartment to rest and do HW…
At this time, I would like to inform you that my aunt on my dad’s side is a VERY powerful woman in
After we rested at the apartment, my aunts CHAUFFER (sp?) picked us up in the MERCEDES! MERCEDES! My aunts company loves her soooo much that they gave her a private chauffer and car…I hate it…**jealousy**
We then went to my grandmother’s and grandfather’s memorial which is high in the mountain. It is a marble platform, that’s maybe, 10ft x 10ft. Off into the distance I could see these awesome shrines, and this huge gold statue. It was magnificent, really. But at the memorial…it was a really sad moment. I realized when I saw my grandfather and my grandmother’s pics on their memorial that my father was an orphan. It made me cry really hard. He then tells me and my sis to stand in front of the memorial and look at their pictures. He tells us to thank them for taking such good care of him (my papa) b/c if they didn’t, we (me and my sis) wouldn’t be here right now. He then says it was b/c they took such good care of him that he takes such good care of us…(oh…I’m crying right now just thinking about it…my poor daddy). Then the driver picked us up from the memorial and we go shopping.
I was desperately looking for adobe photoshop7 b/c that’s what I need for my ITP project in the future. So we go to this one mall that only sells comp related stuff (nerd central, seriously! Or as Tiff would say it, “For serious!”) It is super expensive (both there and in the U.S…around $600
After that we go back to the apartment and I fall asleep. Later on that night, we go to night market, where one large street is barred off so that people can peddle their wares there. I look for VCDs (LOTR TT was not found!) and stuff and end up only buying this chicken sandwich that was ok.
I then study and sleep.
The next morning I go to morning open market again with my dad and I tell him to buy some clams. Which he does. After that we walk into a different part of the open market and what do I see? Crates and crates of chickens. Now, the sad part about that is that these chickens are going to be slaughtered soon. They are going to be killed and sold. And they are none-the-wiser…oooh, what a terrible fate to befall my clucky friend!
After that, there is more sleep and study and then we go to the memorial service at the church my granny liked to go to. It was around 2 hours and really sad. I cried the most when I looked over at my father and saw him crying…you NEVER want to see your daddy cry…We (the whole family that was there) then lined ourselves outside the door to say goodbye to those who came to the service. No one knew who we were so I wasn’t really into the whole shake hands goodbye thing.
After that we walked home and then changed…we were going to go shopping at what I think is Taipei’s Times Square…it just this HUGE area full of shops and kiosks and you walk around on the street, get something to eat from a cart, and shop to your hearts content…It was pretty nice, but I only bought sunglasses that night (which, btw, where almost impossible to find!)
Dinner at aunts house. Really good food. My dad cooked the clams. Soooo good….
The next morning (Sunday), papa, sis, and I go onto the train to go to my Mom’s side of the family in (and I don’t know how to spell it but I can pronounce it so I’ll just make a blind stab at it…) Taigong (eh, looks totally wrong, probably is…). It was a 2 hour ride and it was boring as hell and I felt like I was dying of boredom and fatigue. When we get there, we take a cab to my grandmother’s house, and my god she was so glad to see us. She grabbed my hand and kept on saying how tall I was and how pretty I had become (which I’m sure she just says b/c she’s my grandmother and thinks her grandchildren are beautiful no matter what, btw, I hadn’t been to Taiwan in 7 years, so when you read my journal, realize that I’m experiencing major culture shock and feeling awkward). I then see one of my uncles and his girlfriend who don’t make any attempt at greeting me (which is normal, my uncle doesn’t even greet his own son!). My grandmother was so happy. She did the normal grandmother thing and tried desperately to force-feed me and my sister candy. And then she suspiciously walks into another room. My sister follows. Granny comes back with four of those red envelopes full o’ money. My sister tries to get her to take them back but she goes to my dad and gives it to him. He refuses also and tells her to take it back…My grandmother, being spunky as she is, refuses and says, “I want you to have it! Take it!” And then she just walks away. Gotta love her.
My aunt comes, who is also hilarious, and then she takes me and my sis to this cool store. It is kinda like a Longs but better, meaning it has a lot of different things, but the quality is always pretty good, unlike Longs (and when I say Longs, I’m referring to the ones in Hawaii) which can have some pretty shifty little trinkets. My sis and I stock up on little things, stationary, and jewelry and then we go.
Then we go to a hotel to have lunch. The cool thing about the hotel was, that there were these handmade wood dolls there that are really special. This one dude carves all of these dolls and then he makes this TV show with them. And please don’t think these dolls are like…Kerokeropi or…Power Rangers or something stupid like that, they are traditional dolls that look a lot like Kabuki dolls. They were just magnificent! The workmanship was amazing! So beautiful! My sister and I run around the lobby posing like them, I’m sure to the horror of all of the hotel workers.
At dinner, I get the shock of my life. My low-life turd of a little cousin comes to join us for lunch (when I say little, I mean around 15). And let me tell you this: he was terrible as a child and he’s still terrible today. All he did was complain about how he hurt his hand when he fell from his bike, and how slow the food came out, and this and that. I sat right next to him…he was within stabbing distance…the forks were quite sharp…blood…And to top it all off, he swore A LOT. In both Chinese and English. But all he said in English was f— and stuff, but he said it in front of his mother, his uncles, me, my sis, daddy, AND MY GRANDMOTHER! MY INNOCENT, INNOCENT GRANDMOTHER! Everyone at the table, other than me, my sis, and my aunt who kept on chastising her devil-child, had these fake, “I’m glad he’s not my child” smiles on their faces, but you could tell that underneath they were disappointed and a little offended. No matter what my aunt did, he just kept on swearing and threatening the hotel and its workers. I feel so sorry for my aunt…her son takes after his father…But no matter. He will go into the army in 3 years (which is mandatory for all
That reminds me…my other cousin on my Dad’s side is in the army right how (he’s around 24) and he had this really funny story: You know those British guards who just have to stand in attention like all day and not move and protect the palace? Well my cousin had to do that in
After that we go back to my granny’s house and we just hang out. When it’s time to leave, it’s really sad b/c I could tell my grandmother was really sad as she stood at the curb waving goodbye to us. I already promised to go back during summer, and I plan to keep that promise.
Back at
Monday: I packed my bags to get ready to go. I realized at that point that I had bought quite a bit of stuff and so I stuffed food into a big bag and brought it with me as a carry on. We didn’t really do anything…we (me, sis, aunt) went to a bakery (btw:
Once we left her (which was kinda sad…the whole looking back and waving thing hurts me), my sister went to the duty free shops and perused. My heart told me to spend money on makeup! Lancome! Estee Lauder! Chanel! AAAAH! But we bought cigarettes instead. Note: I DON’T smoke, but we bought cigarettes to give away as presents. Which is basically giving away death, but I don’t care. My sister’s friend said that Davidoff cigarettes were really good so we bought them, AS GIFTS FOR OTHERS. 10 pks = $14
We got on the plane and I was once again near the bathroom. But this time I took window seat so I couldn’t really smell any of the terrible bathroom smells. The flight was about 11 hours and it was cramped in there. Also, this lady in the row next to mine had a staring problem or something b/c I caught her staring at me and my sis quite a bit. I just stared right back…she learned her lesson fast! We landed safely but hit some turbulence sometime around hour 4 which scared my sis a bit b/c China airlines has a very bad track record…quite a few crashes…but I wasn’t really scared. I was too busy trying not to vomit in shame!
And now I’m here. Xanga-ing my troubles away. I have to read for…what’s it called?…oh yeah, ITP. But first I’m going to shower. To my friend, Eva Constantaras: Hope you enjoyed my Xanga! Check back soon for more cool info about your coolest friend and Asian twin…and coupons! COUPONS! (Disclaimer: Site may not really contain coupons or cool info of any sort).
Sorry about the length. It’s four jam-packed days of stuff compressed into…I don’t know…like 5 pages (seriously, check it in Word!)…of space. I don’t expect anyone to read the whole thing word-for-word, in fact, I don’t expect anyone to read it at all! Mwa haahahaha. My Xanga is still mine…and only mine…my precious…“Do it…”
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A few quotes from last night…
“Oh god! The ant! It’s crawling into my sleeve! Stop it Tiffanie! Stop it!”
”I can’t! IT’S REJECTING THE PAPER!”
“Smeagle get’s right to the point…’Do it…’”
“Hey, if we combine both our fortunes…it means that not only will we be happy, we’ll have secure retirements in the future! Social Security won’t run out! High-fives all around.”
(side note: only Tiff high-fives me. The guys just sit there with their endless shifty eyes…hey, you can’t judge me!…YOU DON’T KNOW ME! YOU DON’T KNOW ME! WHATEVER! WHATEVER! SHUT THE F— UP! [trashy talk-show reference])
Daniel, talking about the circumference of the lip of a cup: “This is the conversation…(making a tangent off the cup with his finger)…this is a Tiff and Loretta!”
“Tiffanie…TURN IT ON!” (Tiffanie’s face becomes stone-like and melancholy…see almost any one of her ID photos for an example!)
**–**foogray**–**
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Just came back from dinner. We had a cheap, cheap chinese dinner, which is an odd choice considering that I’m going to go to Taiwan tomorrow.
Eh…what do I care?
After that we got drugs for Brian’s sore neck…he says he slept on it weird or something…but I know THE REAL reason why he has a sore neck. Think about it…
I can’t wait to go see Tiff do wushu at that colorful place. I will DEFINATELY bring a sign that says…”THE FIST” on it, and then on the other side, I’ll put, “Keeper of the WU SHOE!” Ahahaha. She begs me not to do it…but her tears only make me want to do it more!
Mwa hahahahahaha…THE FIST!
Ok, I must start listing things I need to pack. The lists of crap I want to bring back is slowly getting longer so….I will probably….bring a bigger suitcase? I don’t know…leave me alone!
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I am going to Taiwan soon! Woo-hoo! Taiwan…Taiwan…soon…soon…you’re coming to us…it’s as if the footsteps of doom…you bring great evil here…ring bearer…I will be on the airplane in 1 day, 9 hours, 9 minutes, 5 seconds…and counting!
Last night one of the roommates turned on the heater in the apartment. And after a few minutes, it became REALLY hot. It was so hot that I actually dreamed that I was sitting next to a clothes dryer and I could feel the heat from it…and when I wake up, I’m not next to a clothes dryer, but I’m still hot! So hot…gurgle…
I’m watching Lord of the Rings now, for like the 84397th time, I’m pretty sure my roomie thinks I’m some sort of freak, which by all accounts is true. I realize that I really like the LOTR music, it’s very pretty. But I don’t like it enough to buy the album.
“Gandalf the Gray did not pass the borders of this land…he has fallen into shadow…”
Galadriel, don’t you mean Gandalf FOOGRAY?
No Smorking, please.
A few days ago, my good friend Vallent (who, by the way, goes to Harvard…that smartass!) and we started talking about Yao Ming (my B-ball hero), and then somehow we started talking about religion. For some reason, we AWAYS end up talking about religion. He’s very religious, and I’m not as religious as I’d like to be. But I cannot help but be disappointed in the Christian faith. It hurts me, but it’s true.
Class was normal…”normal” meaning BORING. Ahhh! Kill me!
It is raining now and it is also pretty damn cold. So I’m just happy I’m in my nice warm room…so warm…gurgle…
“Today, I lobsterbated in glee when I got an A on my math quiz.”
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Man this day is terrible. I woke up around 8 am and immediately ran outside, down the hall, and into the laundry room. Lucky for me, all the machines were open! I guess everyone was too hungover to do their laundry (thank goodness). I did what felt like a million loads of laundry…I washed my clothes and my bedsheets, so now both are clean, but not snuggly soft b/c I cannot afford fabric softener.
I spent a total of…a lot of money. But at least my sheets are clean and I will have clean clothes for Taiwan.
I’d hate to do this to you all, but if the stuff you guys requested from Taiwan becomes too expensive, you will have to pay me some of it back.
Yeah, I’m not very generous.
Kiss my ass!
After I finished my laundry (at like 1 pm) I started writing my Mythology essay. I totally scrapped all the stuff I wrote before and started clean. But right now I have a little over 1 pg single spaced so all I have to do is write 2 more pages and then I’ll be done…please, please, let me finish that essay!
Oh yeah, I almost forgot. The apartment one floor above mine flooded (the pipes in their bathroom exploded), so all of a sudden our bathroom ceiling starts to leak A LOT. Like a small brown waterfall comes through the vent in the ceiling and me and my roomie and like, WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING? So I call maintenence and some guy comes to clean up stuff. Actually this one guy is always fixing our stuff. I should give him a present or something b/c he’s been good to us.
So that’s about it. I’m still thinking about whether or not I should do wushu. On one hand, wushu is cool, I need exercise, and I would love to be “chinese” for my family. On the other hand, I HATE TO EXERCISE. I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I’M INFLEXIBLE! I CAN’T RUN! AAAAH! Tiff, how long do we have to do the basics before we get to run around with swords? You know that’s what I want to do!
Well, back to the essay!
-foogray–
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Went to class this morning. I talked to my Econ TA and she said there would be no quiz next week so I won’t REALLY miss anything…except for the HW. I’ll probably just go to Daniel’s class and get the HW from there.
I learned a new Greek (?) word from Mythology class…
“Lesbiazein” (remind of you of another word?): “To lick the genitals” That made me sad.
After I came home from class I ate lunch and then I went to Tiff’s room to learn some wushu. I realized almost immediately that I’m pretty pathetic when it comes to wushu. The simplest twist of the wrist becomes an impossible maneuver that is way beyond my physical comprehension. I almost vomited in shame.
Then Brian came to pick us up for shopping and we went to the Glendale Galleria. Good shopping.
I bought undies from Abercrombie, a pair of shoes, $10 worth of candy, and an ice cream cone. Damn, I spent a lot of money.
We then went back to Tiff’s place so she could do her excel project. But unfortunately, that took a while b/c the damn thing wouldn’t work. But we finished it so I’m feelin’ good.
After that we were supposed to go to this party Daniel invited us to, but unfortunately the shopping/excel project ran long, and we couldn’t do it.
Sorry Daniel!
And then we got some dinner, rather I got some dinner, no one else was hungry. I ate this delish fatburger meal.
And then Brian dropped us off at Tiff’s building and then we went to this lounge-y table-y place and I promptly stuffed my face and we talked.
We talked mostly about John Lam…and his amazing willingness to be molested.
“I’ll kill…”
And then I practiced more wushu for like 10 mins. I think I’m getting better!
And now I’m here. Writing this sad xanga.
Well, I must go back to my Law and Order: SVU!
–foogray–
