Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: devil, DVD, filmography, frolic, Johnny Depp, Knott's Berry Farm, ladybugs, Miya, movie, PE, Robert Pattinson, Sushi, the ninth gate
“Graaaapes,” she says sweetly, “I saw a Johnny Depp movie today at the piano teacher’s house.”
Immediately, I light up. Unable to contain my grin, I say, “Which one?”
“The Ninth Gate.”
What blasphemy is this?! Why does this movie keep popping up everywhere? After I had listed Johnny Depp’s entire filmography during homeroom, Miya and I figured out that the DVD on her grandma’s shelves was indeed, “The Ninth Gate”.
It’s calling to me or something.
Maybe I should watch it. Even though I already know that Johnny Depp has scandalous with the devil. Oops. Enjoy the movie anyway!
Comps are this week, and I cannot wait to be roller coaster buddies with Sushi at Knott’s.
Did I mention that PE is the best, because I get to frolick? And not like, la dee dah dee dum frolicking. Real frolicking. The kind you shouldn’t do because you sprained your toe the night before. The one where you could potentially land wrong when you come down from that giant airy leap you took with an exquisitely off-tune laaaaaaaaaaa.
Hiding in bushes is fun too, I guess. But not as fun as frolicking.
Also, Miya set a herd of ladybugs on me. Never again. Well, okay…maybe once more.
I also took a quiz on seventeen.com and apparently Robert Pattinson and I are meant to be…I just know myself so well, don’t I? But one can’t marry oneself.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: California missions, Catholic, Jerry, Johnny Depp, Mad Men, The Rum Diary, thrift stores
Goodness gracious, they’ve begun filming of “The Rum Diary”. There was a picture of Johnny Depp getting out of his giant black SUV and Jerry was there. Gahhhh Jerry huzzah. And Johnny Depp was wearing a suit, and not one with strange shoes or some other odd thing thrown in, a suit. A suit suit. A suit suit suit. His hair was swept to the side-ish, which I don’t think has ever been done in his other movies.
Huzzah, is the Johnny Depp drought over?
Crap. This means that I’ll be struggling to stay unobsessed.
Today I went to one of the California missions because my sister has to do her mission project now. I dreaded the creepiness of an old church, but I thought, “I should get out more,” and went with them.
The minute I walked into the gift shop, I sort of regretted my decision. It smelled like old people without soap. When I got to the actual church it smelled like a public restroom that had been smoked in.
The mission was small, but it had a really nice garden. It was interesting to watch part of the service.
I don’t think you can say that Catholics are exactly the same as other Christians. They’ve got a lot more procedures and things you have to do. As I stood there watching the altar boys and people remaining in the pews praying, I wondered if these people, who looked so serene and perfect at this time, were like that outside of church. They were all dressed in their sunday best, which I can see the benefit of, but I don’t think it’s really necessary.
The mission was buried in this street full of stores. They were mainly thrift stores, though, which is awesome but kind of smelly as well. I think I’ll be returning at least once in my lifetime without my family. They don’t particularly like second-hand shops.
Negativity aside, I’m trying to catch up with “Mad Men”. So far so good. Huzzah.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: AP Human, blog, chemistry, deepness, dreams, failure, fangirl, fanvideos, Johnny Depp, life, math, movies, movivation, obsession, phases, procrastinating, Thursday, wishing
I dislike Thursdays for one major reason: it is stealthy.
By the time Thursday rolls around, you think you’re done, relief has finally come your way. There’s always that little “ping!” that reminds you that there’s another stupid day around the bend. Just around the river bend. And that yes, you do have to do homework; there is no guilt-free procrastinating about today.
Another day of math and such.
What is it about math and chem that makes me unable to keep my eyelids open? Is it the high wavering voice of Ms. Breik that lulls me to sleep? Or is it the glare of the smartboard?
Something smells like death in my house. Or rotten bananas, but death sounds so much more dramatic.
My life goes through phases now,
1. extreme motivation – I write a lot, get a lot of ideas
2. materialistic wishing – I online window shop.
3. one day – I dream about stuff like sailing in Maine, having my own cubicle.
4. deepness – What its name implies. I get nostalgic, discouraged, and unmotivated. Also, my friends suck more during this phase.
At the moment, I’m at materialistic wishing.
And is it bad that I’m reading the blog of someone I know and I feel outfanned by her? Meaning I must prove my former obsessiveness. But I’m lazy, and have a lot of homework. Doesn’t mean I’m doing it though. Also, Johnny Depp fansites have sort of died lately. I think it’s because 2008 was a stealthy year for him. But 2009 onwards is most probably huzzah. Huzzah.
Yeah, my obsessing failed. It’s nice though, not to check on every single poll to see if he’s winning. There’s less resentment in my life, less competitiveness over things that, in the long run, probably hurt more than help.
I always start my week sure that I will finish early every day. Then Thursday rolls around and it is a failure.
Like today, like now, when I’ve finally realized I’ve got 3 key concepts in Human to read.
And now, I am nostalgically watching fanvideos. Figures.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Blackberry, business, church, dream, post, soap opera, technology, writing
Ah, the wonders of technology.
This is being posted from my new Blackberry. I have the urge to post as Ernest does, because capitalization is such a hassle on this darn thing.
I’ve got a purple cover, though most people are going to tell me it’s blue. What lies. I guess there really isn’t an excuse anymore for not posting because my computer is down.
It does feel weird, however, having one if these things, because I usually associate them with business suits.
Hah. Even thus limited I manage to type out a lengthy essay. Humor me. It looks really long on this itty bitty screen. Maybe Amanda is right and I really was meant to write soap operas. Does anyone still watch those things?
I really should stop now; I’ve got church tomorrow, but before I go I’d just like to say I had a really cool dream last night.
…And now it’s gone.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Claire Danes, college, Colm Wilkinson, Dr. Frank, Drew Barrymore Syndrome, Epiphany, Evita, Gerald Ford, High Flying Adored, high school, Hugh Dancy, Jean Valjean, Johnny Depp, les miserables, liam neeson, life, Michael Ball, middle-age, motivation, mullet, Natasha Richardson, Osbourne, pressure, purpose, sleeping in class, The Parent Trap, Vanessa Redgrave
I’m amazed at high school. It’s the one time in anyone’s life where they are driven by determination, where they have a real purpose in life.
True, that purpose may be not that awesome (read: going to college), but everyone’s so motivated. We stretch ourselves so much I’m surprised we don’t age fifty years in one school year. Or maybe this could just be my school, churner of America’s future Dr. Franks and [insert lawyer here]’s.
Actually, no. I’ve been pleasantly surprised by the fact that my high school is kind of sort of supportive of the arts. Maybe I’m not in the wrong place after all.
Today I was walking in the hallways to P.E. and I had this weird epiphany that every single person was working super super hard. No one is just cruising through high school, and if they are, they are screwed. Then a hunched over seventh grader swooped in between me and the door, and I changed my mind.
Everybody but those little children who do not know what is to come. Suckers.
By the time we get to middle-age, how many of us will still have goals beyond buying a purple Porsche (Oh goodness, what a wonderful idea.)? How many of us will just be dragging along until the end? Huzzah. What a happy idea.
This week was killer. I finally know how it feels to fall asleep in class. Well, no, I haven’t reached that accomplishment yet, but I’ve let myself doze off to half-asleepdom once or twice. The truth is, I’m afraid to have some sort of weird Freudian slipup.
When I was little I had a buddy named Osbourne. I wish I still had a buddy named Osbourne, come to think of it, but we moved and he was a guy and by the time we got to first grade things got a little weird. Not scandalous weird, just awkward. In the end our mothers conversed for us.
According to his mom, he would always fall asleep in class, so she had to give him vitamins to stay awake. Or caffeine, but we don’t know that. My mom would boast in typical Asian mother manner, “My daughter never falls asleep in class,” and for fifteen years it has been true.
There’s so much we have to do and I have no idea how I’m going to impress colleges. It’s a ruthless process.
Natasha Richardson’s death is pretty sad. Don’t look at me like I’m an idiot, death is always sad. Except in the case of Gerald Ford. I had no idea he had been living when he died. I was in a state of shock. “Gerald Ford was still alive?” Sorry, Mr. Former President. You had a nice haircut though.
Back to Natasha Richardson. When I was little my dad always talked about “The Parent Trap” lady. And even though he pointed her out to me so many times, I never really knew who she was. Until last year when I watched “Evening”, that odd movie with Claire Danes and Hugh Dancy, two actors who somewhat annoy me. Claire’s got a bit of the Drew Barrymore Syndrome going.
RESIST. RESIST.
Anyways, Natasha Richardson was in it as – surprise, surprise – Vanessa Redgrave’s daughter. Vanessa Redgrave always seems to be really frail in movies, but in random paparazzi shots she seems really strong for her age.
So. I finally understood. I think she was one of my dad’s favorite actresses, because he kept pointing her out. And when I told him he got kind of quiet, in a Little Bobby sort of way.
But I’m sadder for Liam Neeson, because I was more familiar with his work than hers. And at the moment when I opened MSN and saw the news, I had been thinking about Jean Valjean.
Speaking of which, Colm Wilkinson, who plays Valjean in the musical, is pretty odd.
I encourage you all to see his version of “High Flying Adored” from Evita. I trust it will blow your brains out until you have nothing left except that tune, and his “suave” smile staring into your eyes.
Also, Michael Ball needs to shave his mullet. At first I thought it was just some weird interpretation of Marius, but then I saw it in other performances. It’s the way his hair is: a curly mullet. Shave, Michael Ball, shave. You could visit Johnny Depp, if you like, and he’ll gladly do it for you.
In other news? Nothing.
Filed under: Uncategorized
I’m looking at my earliest blog posts – ever. If I met my sixth grade self I would dislike her very much. For one, i tiped lik ernest and thought i was sooooo kewl. please dont go 2 my old blog to see for yourself.
My favorite song was “Reach” by Caleigh Peters, off the “Ice Princess” soundtrack. Why yes, I do remember belting it out in the car, alternating with “Breakaway” by Kelly Clarkson (the video of which included a bad lip-synching girl on a roof.)
I took a lot of those quizzes, so I randomly picked one and retook it. Here’s the original. Feel free to launch your slushy at your screen.
SECTION ONE:At The Moment
1. Name: Katherine
2. Nicknames:
3. Feet size: 8-9
4. Do you have a crush: yah
5. Girlfriend/Boyfriend? nope
6. Age you act: 5
7. Where Do You Live: Cerritos
8. Where you want to live: iono
9. Birthplace: Chino Hills
10. Favorite Salad Dressing: ranch
11. Ever gone skinny dipping? nope
12. What are you watching? the computer
13. Last person you talked to: mi sister jocelyn
14. Favorite movie: THe Incredibles… i told u act five
15. Favorite Book:
16. Favorite Type of music: pop?
17. Favorite types of cars: don’t pay attention 2 cars
18. Favorite Saying: Pull yourself together! (while wacking someone)
19. Favorite Fast Food: french fries
20. Favorite Ice Cream: anything goes
21. Favorite Alcoholic Drink: EW!!!!!
22. When Do You Go To Sleep: I’m supposed to sleep at 9:30….but…
23. Most Embarrassing Moment:
24. Stupidest Person you know: Joshua Barker
25. Funniest Person you know: robin williams
26. Favorite holiday: christmas
27. Favorite Food:ice cream
28. Favorite Song: Reach/ Breakaway
29. Favorite Television Show: EM:HE
30. Favorite Radio Station: uh…
31. Favorite junk food:
32. Favorite sappy love song:
33. Favorite Drink: sprite?
34. Favorite article of clothing:
35. Favorite Animal: monkey
SECTION TWO:The Future
1. School: Whitney!!!!!
2. Where You Want To Live: Hey, if I’m gonna go to witney, here!
3. How Many Kids You Want: uh… let’s leave that till later
4. What Kind Of Job You Want: director/designer/funny dude
6. Pets? dog
7. Car?
8. 5 years from now? hmm let’s see…getting mi drivers license!!!!!
9. 10 years from now? in college
10.20 years from now? dang! I’m old! well, i guess married, no more SCHOOL!!!!!
SECTION THREE:Have You Ever..
1. Done Drugs: no
2. Run Away From Home: no
3. Hit A Girl: I AM a girl….so yah
4. Lied: duh!
5. Stolen Anything: when I was real little
6. Broken A Bone: nope
7. Cheated On A Test: a little,
8. Cheated On A Girlfriend/Boyfriend:no boyfriend!!!!!
9. Gotten Drunk:no
10. Been With Two Guys/Girls At Once: yah…. but not in the way your sick mind is thinking… i meant in a room, outside, in class…
11. Been In The Hospital: when I was BORN
12. Let a friend cry on your shoulder: yah, it got wet
13. Fell asleep in the shower/bath: no way
14. Gone to Church: all the time
15. Never slept during a night: yah. twice
16. Ever been on a motorcycle or motorbike: mi grandma taught me how to drive one
17. Been to a camp: gonna
18. Sat in a restaurant without ordering: on the toilet to pee
19. Seen someone die: no
20. Gone a week w/out shaving: donm’t need to
21. Didn’t wash your hair for a week: heck yah
22. Broken something valuable: uh huh, but i can’t recall
23. Thought you were in love: yah
24. Streaked the streets: what?
25. Screamed at someone for no reason: yah
26. Said I love you and meant it: yah, mi family
27. Been Hurt by a guy/girl you loved: mi family, like i said
28. Stayed up till 4 am on the phone: no
29. Pulled a prank? yah…. let’s do that again
30. Made fun of someone? yah
SECTION FOUR:Which Is Better..
1. Coke Or Pepsi: pepsi
2. Cats Or Dogs: dogs
3. DVDs or VHS: dvd
4. Deaf Or Blind: deaf
5. Pools Or Hot Tubs: pools… their both warm… i wonder why
6. Television Or Radio: tv
7. CDs Or MP3’s: mp3
8. Apples or oranges: both
9. Strawberries or Blueberries: strawberries
10. Gold or silver:gold
11. Vanilla or chocolate: on ice cream…vanilla
12. Movies or music: both
13. Park or Beach? beach
14. Hot or Cold weather? cold
15. Sunset or Sunrise? sunrise
SECTION FIVE:When is the Last Time You..
1. Took a shower:a day ago
2. Cried: a long time
3. Watched a Disney movie: uh… whne was reina’s b-day?
4. Given/gotten a hug: today
5. Been to the movies: i said,,,reina;s b-day
6. Had a boy/girlfriend: never!!!!!
7. Kissed someone: last night
8. Said I love you: last night
9. Danced: yesterday
SECTION SIX:What is..
1. Your Fondest Memory Of This year:
2. Your Most Prized Possession:
3. The Thing That Makes You The Happiest:
4. Your Favorite Food For Breakfast: eggs
5. Your Favorite Food For Dinner:
6. Your Favorite Slow Song: Breakaway
7. Your Ideal Boyfriend/Girlfriend: funny, but no retarded
SECTION SEVEN:What do you feel about…
1. Bill Clinton: don’t care
2. Love at First Sight: freaky
3. Abortion: uh!
4. Smoking: EW
5. Death: sad
6. Eating disorders: horrible
7. Rap: ok
8. Marilyn Manson: who the heck are you
9. Premarital sex: that’s your fault
10. Suicide: goes against God
INFORMATION
1. Full birth name: Katherine Chou
2. Hair color: black with hihghlights
3. Eye color: darkdarkdark brown
4. Current height: 5′2″
5. Glasses/contacts:nope
6. Birthdate: 8/13
7. Religion: christian
8. Current age: 11
9. Siblings: 2, shannon and jocelyn
10. Siblings age: 8, 6( today’s her b-day)
11. Location: Cerritos, CA in front of a computrer
12. College plans: ai yi yi
13. Any piercings: nope
SOCIAL
1. Best guy friend: their all ok
2. Best girl friend: hard to choose
3. Current crush: yoiu wouldn’t know
4. Boyfriend/girlfriend: n0one
5. Are you center of attention or wallflower: attention cause i’m hyper
6. What type automobile do you drive: none
7. Are you timely or always late: depends
8. Do you have a job: yah, to entertain
9. Do you like being around people: yah
10. Hobbies: makin ,movies. parodys crafts
LOVE
1. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with? no
2. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did? yah
3. Do you have a “type” of person that you always go after: maybe
4. Want someone you don’t have right now?yah
5. Ever liked a close guy/girlfriend? no
6. Are you lonely right now? no
7. Ever afraid you’ll never get married? no
8. Do u want to get married? maybve
9. Do u want kids? yah
10. Would you rather love or be loved? both, dummy
FAVORITES
1. Room in house: mi room…or computer room
2. Type of music: pop
3. Location for dates: uh…
4. Memory:
5. Day of the week:fri
6. Color: red
7. Perfume or cologne:
8. Flower:
9. Month: march sounds nice
10. Season: spring
In the last 48 hours have you..
1. Cried: no
2. Bought something:no
3. Gotten sick:no
4. Sang: yah
5. Said I love you: yah
6. Wanted to tell someone you loved them but didn’t:
7. Met someone new: n0o
8. Moved on: no, didn’;t need 2
9. Talked to someone: yah, DUH
10. Had a serious talk: yah, but they didn’t reealize it
11. Missed someone: yah
12. Hugged someone: yah
13. Kissed someone: yah
14. Fought with your parents: a little
15. Dreamed about someone you can’t be with: tried
16. Had a lot of sleep: yah
And here’s the one I took today.
SECTION ONE: At the Moment
1. Name: Katherine
2. Nicknames: Grapes, Katherini
3. Feet size: 8 1/2
4. Do you have a crush: no
5. Girlfriend/Boyfriend? nope
6. Age you act: Benjamin Buttoning
7. Where Do You Live: Cerritos
8. Where you want to live: Europe
9. Birthplace: Chino Hills
10. Favorite Salad Dressing: ranch
11. Ever gone skinny dipping? No, but Sushi has
12. What are you watching? Old “Ice Princess” fanvideos. Feeling nostalgic.
13. Last person you talked to: My dad – I refused jello.
14. Favorite movie: “Arizona Dream”
15. Favorite Book: The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
16. Favorite Type of music: pop
17. Favorite types of cars: retro cars
18. Favorite Saying: “Blank pages, if taken, must always be returned full.”
19. Favorite Fast Food: fries
20. Favorite Ice Cream: vanilla
21. Favorite Alcoholic Drink: none
22. When Do You Go To Sleep: 10 – 1 PM
23. Most Embarrassing Moment: I’m sorry, I’ve blanked them all out.
24. Stupidest Person you know: …Sushi? She’s not stupid, just ignorant.
25. Funniest Person you know: Sushi
26. Favorite holiday: Christmas
27. Favorite Food: Cream Puffs
28. Favorite Song: MIKA’s cover of “Satellite”/ “Berceuse” – Coeur de Pirate
29. Favorite Television Show: Draw between “Numb3rs” and “Nanalan’”
30. Favorite Radio Station: none
31. Favorite junk food: fries
32. Favorite sappy love song: “Erase”
33. Favorite Drink: milkshake
34. Favorite article of clothing: purple shirt?
35. Favorite Animal: beavers huzzah
SECTION TWO: The Future
1. School: Chapman/USC/NYU
2. Where You Want To Live: everywhere
3. How Many Kids You Want: Two? I don’t know.
4. What Kind Of Job You Want: Director/writer/actor/shop owner/Oprah
6. Pets? I already have La Poo Poo
7. Car? I don’t know.
8. 5 years from now? I’ll be 20!!! STEALTHY. In college.
9. 10 years from now? Gahhh 25. Probably a hobo. Bring me sandwiches.
10. 20 years from now? Holy moly. 35. Scandalous. Probably wrinkly and reaching mid-life crisis
SECTION THREE: Have You Ever..
1. Done Drugs: no
2. Run Away From Home: no
3. Hit A Girl: LEADHEAD
4. Lied: no. yesh.
5. Stolen Anything: yes, and I was stealthy.
6. Broken A Bone: no
7. Cheated On A Test: not in a while
8. Cheated On A Girlfriend/Boyfriend: no, but I know who has…tee hee
9. Gotten Drunk: no
10. Been With Two Guys/Girls At Once: SCANDALOUS
11. Been In The Hospital: yeah – traumatizing bladder incident
12. Let a friend cry on your shoulder: yes
13. Fell asleep in the shower/bath: no, I’m too busy whispering to myself in there. Stealthy.
14. Gone to Church: huzzah.
15. Never slept during a night: not for a while.
16. Ever been on a motorcycle or motorbike: Thanks to my grandma.
17. Been to a camp: Yeah.
18. Sat in a restaurant without ordering: No
19. Seen someone die: No
20. Gone a week w/out shaving: yeah.
21. Didn’t wash your hair for a week: A long time ago
22. Broken something valuable: broke that family heirloom vase. Scandalous.
23. Thought you were in love: Again, a long time ago.
24. Streaked the streets: NOT LIKE THAT FLASHERMAN
25. Screamed at someone for no reason: yes
26. Said I love you and meant it: yes
27. Been Hurt by a guy/girl you loved: no
28. Stayed up till 4 am on the phone: no
29. Pulled a prank? “This is Tarzan. I love you.”
30. Made fun of someone? “It’s Sushi and she gets around”
SECTION FOUR: Which Is Better..
1. Coke Or Pepsi: Coke
2. Cats Or Dogs: dogs
3. DVDs or VHS: DVD
4. Deaf Or Blind: deaf
5. Pools Or Hot Tubs: Pools although currently I need a hot tub.
6. Television Or Radio: TV
7. CDs Or MP3’s: MP3
8. Apples or oranges: apples
9. Strawberries or Blueberries: strawberries
10. Gold or silver: silver
11. Vanilla or chocolate: vanilla
12. Movies or music: both
13. Park or Beach? Park. But not CPE GAHHH FLASHERMAN
14. Hot or Cold weather? cold
15. Sunset or Sunrise? sunrise
SECTION FIVE: When is the Last Time You…
1. Took a shower: last night.
2. Cried: two nights ago
3. Watched a Disney movie: Yesterday – “Ariel’s Beginning”
4. Given/gotten a hug: Friday
5. Been to the movies: Sunyoung’s birthday – “He’s Just Not That Into You”
6. Had a boy/girlfriend: nope
7. Kissed someone: nope
8. Said I love you: Can’t remember. That’s sad.
9. Danced: Tuesday? Or not. Did we dance at all this week?
SECTION SIX: What is..
1. Your Fondest Memory Of This year: Reenacting movies with Miya in the tree.
2. Your Most Prized Possession: my violin
3. The Thing That Makes You The Happiest: Peeling tape, frolicking on a hill – odd stuff like that
4. Your Favorite Food For Breakfast: eggs
5. Your Favorite Food For Dinner: Just…food.
6. Your Favorite Slow Song: “Berceuse”
7. Your Ideal Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Peels tape and watches “Nanalan’” with me. Never happening.
SECTION SEVEN: What do you feel about…
1. Bill Clinton: He’s…Bill Clinton.
2. Love at First Sight: Slightly odd
3. Abortion: None of my business
4. Smoking: Not good.
5. Death: Sad
6. Eating disorders: Need help
7. Rap: Mostly unenjoyable.
8. Marilyn Manson: Johnny Depp’s buddy and Evan Rachel Wood’s exboyfriend.
9. Premarital sex: SCANDALOUS. Tee hee.
10. Suicide: Stupid.
INFORMATION
1. Full birth name: Katherine Chou
2. Hair color: black
3. Eye color: darkdarkdark brown
4. Current height: 5’ 5”
5. Glasses/contacts: glasses, but I only wear them in class
6. Birthdate: 8/13
7. Religion: Christian
8. Current age: 15
9. Siblings: 2, Shannon and Jocelyn
10. Siblings age: 12, 9
11. Location: Cerritos, CA
12. College plans: film school
13. Any piercings: nope
SOCIAL
1. Best guy friend: I don’t know
2. Best girl friend: GAHHH
3. Current crush: No one
4. Boyfriend/girlfriend: n0 one
5. Are you center of attention or wallflower: Center of Attention within a wallflowery group
6. What type automobile do you drive: none
7. Are you timely or always late: lateish.
8. Do you have a job: no
9. Do you like being around people: yes
10. Hobbies: writing, drawing, blogging, violin
LOVE
1. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with? no
2. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did? no
3. Do you have a “type” of person that you always go after: uhh…
4. Want someone you don’t have right now? no
5. Ever liked a close guy/girlfriend? no
6. Are you lonely right now? no
7. Ever afraid you’ll never get married? no
8. Do u want to get married? yeah
9. Do u want kids? This morning I realized what a horror childbirth is. But I’m stupid so – yes.
10. Would you rather love or be loved? Love
FAVORITES
1. Room in house: My room
2. Type of music: pop
3. Location for dates:
4. Memory: Too many to pick from
5. Day of the week: Saturday
6. Color: purple
7. Perfume or cologne:
8. Flower: Daisies. Not the scandalous kind.
9. Month: July
10. Season: Fall
In the last 48 hours have you..
1. Cried: yes
2. Bought something: no
3. Gotten sick: no
4. Sang: no
5. Said I love you: no
6. Wanted to tell someone you loved them but didn’t: Now I do, because you bring it up.
7. Met someone new: no
8. Moved on: yes
9. Talked to someone: yes
10. Had a serious talk: yeah
11. Missed someone: no
12. Hugged someone: yes
13. Kissed someone: no
14. Fought with your parents: a little.
15. Dreamed about someone you can’t be with: …a caveman? Scandalous.
16. Had a lot of sleep: yes, FINALLY
Huzzah? I’m ashamed of myself.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Alice in Wonderland, clowns, deep, Deep Roy, friends, Johnny Depp, makeover, parents, poopy, room, scandalous, Sushi
Back for my second post of the day! Huzzah.
I love when bloggers update often. Here’s looking at you, Miya.
Actually, I’m back because I just found a treasure trove of other people’s blogs (people that I know) and now I must outdo them. That’s the thing with me, I know I can outdo people, but there’s no recognition. This isn’t deepish or anything royish either, but my life has been a series of screwups. (I’m not being deep right now, and that wasn’t sarcasm.) I do wonderful on practice tests, then mess up the real thing. I never do the best I can, even if I try.
Why is blogging so fun!?!?!?
This post sucks. My outdoing plan has failed huzzah?
Yesh, so I’m reading everyone else’s blog and going, “Teehee, my blog > your blog.” And eating assorted nuts that make me feel like I’m at a stinky old pub, even though I’ve never been in a pub…ever.
I really really want to travel. I’ve got wanderlust, and that sounds scandalous. Sounds like something Sushi would get, and she would cure it by traveling with her bicycle. Getting around, seeing things, you know?
But yes, I’ve got this random dream to go bed&breakfasting in Europe, and to go sailing in Maine.
Because recently I’ve discovered people’s blogs - and I don’t know anyone like that. People who do things, crazy things like throw a birthday party in an old movie theater or go to Peru just because. Okay, maybe those aren’t crazy enough. But I could never throw a party like that because, well, who would willingly go?
Crap, this has turned into another deep post, just the opposite of what I intended. I’m not going to tell my friends that I’m feeling deep, because remember what happened last time?
Let’s move past that.
I opened my email to a joyous surprise! New videos from girl-with-earliest-JohnnyDepp-stuff! There was some new “Alice in Wonderland” stuff – can’t wait. The thought of Alan Rickman’s head superimposed on a caterpillar, his voice coming from that contraption, that is huzzah.
I have my first job shadow meeting on Tuesday. Now the real challenge comes, because this time we are ordering at Starbucks, and I can’t order anywhere. Plus there’s the awkward situations that come with food and other people.
The worst thing is eating noodles in public. It’s like, you look up and there’s blood all over your face. Excuse me, tomato sauce.
I can’t help feeling like I want to get out of here and do something (dot org). Let’s have a day where we all just go frolic in the park. But not CPE. I don’t think I can ever go there again.
Darn you, flasherman! You’ve just ruined one of my favorite parks in the city. The one where I used to go early in the morning, run and wave at the old Chinese people doing taichi under the rotunda, and feel the itchiness of my pores opening on my thighs.
Seriously, they do. And you sweat.
I need to exercise. But at least I’ve stopped caring about my height. My buddies had another looks conversation yesterday and I just tuned them out and told Sushi about my plans to save the polar bears and train a troupe of tap-dancing unicorns. They were talking about tans for the second time this week, and Tiffany is so proud of her thin wrists and how she towers over the rest of us. I used to think they were so much more intelligent than the other people in the school, with more common sense.
Now I realize they’re just more selfish and cowardly. At least the popular people do things for their buddies without getting benefits for themself. They do things, go places. Out here in the periphery tee hee it’s no man’s land, every man for himself, and I’m not going to run in the middle and pick up all the pieces. Haha did you like my extended metaphor?
No Man’s Land is the best game ever. Heck, turning a game of bad-minton into a reenactment of World War One is always fun.
Today in the bathroom I gave myself the excuse that I’m just too busy to do anything besides homework. But then I realized that once I start working I’ll always say that I’m too busy, and this will go on forever until I find myself at 85, too old to do anything anymore.
People can’t fire off tasks one after another. I think it’s our nature to linger on things and waste time in between. Because if we did things in successive order even the fun things would feel like chores.
Back to my poopy friends. Haha I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing about this, but I have to get it off my chest.
I’m on all night on aim, because being on aim gives you that feeling of being with people, and it’s a nice feeling. But the people who count aren’t on, and when I ask them the next day, “Where were you last night?” they just shrug like, who cares? And go on their little trips together because, oops, I forgot that grapes had to go too.
I can’t get over how narrow-minded they are. I wear tights for the first time (okay, second. First was the library for a study group with Asmita, because it was Sunday and my church buddies are way more accepting of dressing up) since Preschool and they ask me what the occasion is? Sushi just points and laughs, and she can’t stop laughing for ten minutes. I just ignore her and ask her in an angry Asian voice, “What were you and Mr. G talking about?” because she had broken off midsentence to laugh at me. They ask me why I’m so dressed up? It’s just a jumper (haha now I know the word) and tights. I don’t have to look like you, oh rich Tiffany, with your requests for $96 jewelry for Christmas. (We are not as rich as you and no one likes your dog with the uniboob.) You who wears a sweatshirt and jeans. People can always change, and they always want to, but their friends are what keeps them from doing it. I avoided necklaces for years because I knew they would just point, laugh, and say I was girly. I would get some immature whine from Amanda like, “Ooohhh Grapes is wearing a necklace. She’s so girly.”
So I stayed frumpy and such for years, until one day they had raced ahead of me. Now I’ve learned to just ignore your friends and go for it.
Haha I’m just letting it all out now.
I’m slowly starting to realize that I will never be that perfect parent that I’ve always imagined I would be. Because I see everyone else ranting about their parents and I’ve realized it’s a global disease, unfair parents. You get caught up in the moment and you start screaming really really hateful things at your children, like my dad last night, who picked the worst time, right as I was about to fall asleep. I was literally on the edge of that cliff. Like, one more lull and I’d be asleep. But no, he had to begin ranting for ten minutes (with minute-long pauses in between, like breaks in between paragraphs) until I finally lost all sleepiness and almost cried because I was so tired.
Hormones, stop. Please? I hate PMSing. But that doesn’t automatically discredit all this deepness I’m coming up with. I think it’s funny that I every month, I try to negotiate with nature. Like, please don’t let it come on Tuesday, I have detention and a major meeting and I can’t afford to be in extreme pain.
I’m just going to accept detention, because there’s nothing I can do. And if this sounds defeatist, it’s not. I’ve got this memory of getting into extreme trouble because I backtalked to a teacher. The thing is, it never happened.
My dad always says things like, “I don’t see the drive, the desire for life, to do things. How do you expect to be anybody?” It hurts because he doesn’t know how badly I want to try everything.
Does anyone remember that creepy video from eighth grade about the man with the scary gray eyes? Also, I found two clowns in my closet. I’m putting them up. This weekend is room makeover time! Huzzah!
Third awkward post in a row much? Please don’t remember what I wrote here, it was probably just a PMS phase. Yet PMSing kind of brings out the real person.
