I'm getting older and am developing some hearing problems. Furthermore, I am much more susceptible to illness; therefore, I need a constant supply of tissues. and these feety shoes are cool and awkward. happy holidays.
Friday, December 12, 2008
Monday, December 1, 2008
there is an age limit for a reason. alcohol was present at every event i went to this Thanksgiving break. Is this what it's like every weekend back home?
Thanksgiving! my f a v o r i t e holiday. fun-filled. family-filled. food-filled. fool-filled. Kuya got wasty-wasted in front of his kids. it was nice to see him be the debauched person i was so fond of as a child when we lived in the same house. and there we were... sitting in the same house again. i had to drive the drunken cousins to 7-11 to assuage their ice cream cravings. i hit my mom's car because of my van full of screaming family members. thanks assholes. daddy thought it was funny.
Debut! my f a v o r i t e formal event... if i know the debutante. again, fun-filled. friend-filled. food-filled. and of course, FOOL-filled. open bar-- need i say more. as for the after-party...soooo many crying minors, sooo many memories, sooo many stories. i wish i could elaborate. i looked good.
21st B-days! my f a v o r i t e opportunity to put people on blast. Chloe turned 21. drunk herself silly. had the time of her life. gave my boo a lap dance. and forgot it all the next day. just the way a 21st should go. i looked good
shopping! my f a v o r i t e reason to come home. they buy my l
ove to show that they miss me. i should have mo
ved out years ago.
thank you for an awesome weekend, home. and thank you to everyone who said i lost weight.
and no, i dont know what im majoring or planning to do with my future.
Friday, November 21, 2008
i went to morongo for the first time.
i surprised joann for her bday with megan.
i sat in a car for a total of 8 hours in 24 hours.
i almost died twice.
i didnt sleep.
i had breakfast with my mommy and took noelle to school.
such a random and adventurous night last night--just like olden days.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
fact #1: I'm a history nerd.
Have you ever heard of the Trail of Tears? It was the forced migration of the five civilized Native American nations-- Cherokee, Chickasaw, Choctaw, Creek, and Seminole-- into Oklahoma from their homelands. Many Native Americans died from exposure, disease, and starvation along the way.
Well, the past couple of days have resulted in a trail of tears of my own. One of my closest friend's mom passed away after a long and valiant battle against cancer. I called friends and let everyone know the heart-wrenching news, something I thought I wouldn't have to do at this age. Every repetition of the story made the news that more real. To add to that, another three friends suffered losses just like this one.
In any other case, I'd be glad to go home and see all my friends and family, something I haven't done in quite a while. But this was the first time in almost half a year that this group of friends would reunite. The last united occasion was washed white with our graduation garbs; this time our gathering was dressed in black.
But I think that besides this horrible loss, the most shocking realization was running through my phone book and noticing all the people in my life who have lost parents, have parents with terminal diseases, or have a broken family. I dare say that they constitute a large proportion.
But there's a beacon of light at the end of the trail. Although my friends were forced to leave a life they loved behind and make a dangerous journey to a life they may possible hate, there are survivors. Many cannot endure the trail and perish along the way. They take the easy way out to avoid going through this odyssey. But those at the end of trail can say that they made it. Remember that the trail of tears does not last forever; it may kill you to go through, but you're not given any other choice.
However, if there was any beauty to the Trail of Tears of the 1800s, it was that tribes stuck together. You were never alone.
History may not always repeat itself, but it does find ways to reincarnate.
My condolences and prayers are with you and your families.
Monday, November 10, 2008
only one month til the end of the semester.
only one week til hell is over.
only one hour til my brain fries.
only one day til the next midterm.
but a million reasons to waste time;
a million chances to procrastinate;
a million ways to complain.
back to my office marathon.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
I became an woman today--i voted. I probably should have said 'I became an adult today' but I'm here for shock value, much like the shock of the third party not winning. Just get rid of those fools. Here's another one for the Rickter scale (shock value 7.2): President Barack Obama. I saw it coming while simultaneously being side-swiped. I know how to pick a winner, that's for sure. To be honest, I only voted for Obama because I would move to Canada if Palin ever became president. No matter who won this election, the next few years are sure to be less than perfect. Don't blame Obama because you hate his "socialist" ways. Hate Bush for setting up a shitty situation. And global warming. Who woulda thought this would have been such a landslide. At least I can hold my head up in conservative San Diego and back home in the OC. suck it, losers.
but maybe more shocking is that there is a black commander in chief. this is a historical moment. remember this day, cuz your grand kids will asking you about this. this event will be recorded in the same history books we learned about 2 world wars, the revolution, civil rights, etc. history is being made right before our eyes and we dont even have to read a text book to learn about it.
HOPE. CHANGE. PROGRESS. hopefully change is in progress.
thanks for fulfilling your civic duty.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
in my infinite quest to subdue productivity, i have exhausted all means and have turned to the internet to fulfill my procrastination needs. there's only so much lurking you can do on myspace, so much bumperstickering on facebook, and so forth. so as i skimmed through a few blogs, i thought to myself: why dont i contribute to this ever growing world of blogging? i suppose it'll be a good way to project my thoughts and opinions upon the world wide web, lose focus on school work, but, for most part, so i wont seem and feel so i MIA.
what's my thought today?-----why am i such a recluse?
truth be told, i love being alone. odd? yes. but this is what makes my public appearances all the more captivating.
san diego has thus far been a mediocre experience (i expect it to only get better).
i hate the getting to know you stage. the stage in which you introduce yourself and display the fakest part of your character. you are socially required to be polite and amiable. (not my style...i prefer rude and ruthless) but im over that shit. when i meet people i dont think i'll like, i'll probably ignore them unless you attempt to impress me with some gem of your idiosyncratic knowledge. most, i warn you now, fail.
however, there are the few, the proud, the marines (not so much the marines), that will succeed in attaining my interest. pray you may be one of them.
example of what NOT to do:
1. introduce yourself in an exaggeratedly loud voice so as to assure that all else within a mile radius see that you are capable of socializing, (i hardly deem asking 'whats your name?' socializing) with strangers.
2. proceed to impress me with how much you can bench, drink, spend, fuck, etc or inadvertently explain why you are better than those slutty whores, which you ironically call friends, because you in your demure, modest, and classy way are much sluttier than they are.
3. assume that i am indeed impressed.
4. pretend like youre best friends with everyone in the circle to prove that your socializing skills have yet to fail you.
hahaha. well yet again my cynical and sarcastic nature got the better of me. however, dont take this the wrong way---i am fully capable of being fake and uninteresting. but to those who would rather be real and engaging, im available.
i hope you enjoyed my introduction. hello, blogspot community.
so heres to faking fondness, finding friends, and forgetting fools.