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'08, novembre 24
Just few days ago the needy child inside me wailed. A sulk and a whine due to my recent lack of necessary purchases. But that situation no longer holds itself. Cus I spent six hours in the beloved place of the mall to satisfy Black Friday madness.
$40 peacoat $25 dress $20 buttoned shirt $25 boots etc etc = NOMNOM HAPPAAY SHOPPER! The mile-long lines, impatience, frusturation.. It was all worth it.
With all that I came home wide awake than ever at a time a little over 6am. And went to bed with the sun rising to announce the new day. My sleeping routine is seriously losing its sense of a pattern. But s’all good. I guess I recovered by sleeping many hours past noon. Mmm delicious sleep.
One more day left for dinner, I hope it goes well. Hmm and tasks to accomplish hopefully by end of Nov’08. To-do: Purchase colored contacts, dye strands avec violet ends, thrift shopping, BLEACHBANGS?!
'08, novembre 21
I’m already into the last two weeks of November. It’s been pretty mellow and laid-back overall, but definitely fast-paced. Bonding with the closests, drawing pieces for the portfolio, typing them essays - the same old, but somehow more meaningful. The everyday pattern developed to be an inspiration as I strive to step forward with constant renewal of the mind as to the outlook and viewpoint of life.
Well, the 17th is cominnn’ up. My excitement grows day after day. Oh, dates<3:
21. art class, church, QUANTUM OF SOLACE; 22.keycrubb dcm 11-1PM +SOREAALCRU@SF; 26. 17thBURFDAY@SF; 27. ze turkey day; 28. black friday baby; 29. burfday dinnermovies; 30. burfday sushi
'08, novembre 11
ZOMGdfgdkfgkdf. I should have known something will be going down today. I should have sensed this oddness, with 11/11 and all. I should have seen all this coming when Tasch’s dad took 2 hours to respond. HOLY SHIT. What one hell of a day at the City. As some of you may refer to as FRISCO. Woww. Why, it was quite an adventure. The weirdest that involved encounters with retarded bitches and drugged perverts on the way.
So we get on the Caltrain to SF at 2:30, hella camwhoring on the way. All of the sudden, some old man comes up to us and comments on my tights asking where I get them. And then he walks out the train. Like okay, weird, few laughs, and then more picchas, then we finally arrived at our destination. And heck, how did we know that we’re off to a weirdass day. We get on the bus, don’t get off at the right stop at Market St., go all the way around, and that’s when the driver gives us a lecture…
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With all that, I’m munching down two mega sized homemade spring rolls. Mmmm. All that experince really had me starving.
'08, novembre 4
As the voting hours near, I’m filled with great anxiety and distress. My Facebook status displayed “YES ON PROP 8″ awhile ago in which people responded to with great negativity toward us supporters.
They must understand that I definitely am not hating on anyone by supporting Prop 8. I don’t understand where the opponents are getting the idea that we’re hating on homosexuals. I only find it ironic that while hatred should be what Prop 8’s opponents are working against, they are making such attacks on us supporters by calling us haters and other names.
I respect everyone’s beliefs and I completely understand that I can’t force anyone to change what they feel strongly about.
However, my belief is this:
While I do believe that we must love all, we do NOT have to change our moral ethics of traditional marriage that’s been practiced ever since the discovery of the mankind.
YES ON PROP 8. MAKE THE RIGHT CHOICE FOR EVERYONE.
'08, novembre 2
PHEW!
Another month of Junior year flew by before I can count ten in my fingers. Unfortunately, the last week of October was one filthy mess of tears and disappointments. What one heck of combination, right? As if someone didn’t steal my Casio. I literally lived with it for the past two years and now it’s gone, with 200 un-uploaded pictures still in place. Gahh. As if that wasn’t bad enough, Halloween on a Friday night had to be the day my parentals decided to ground me.. And split my phone into two. Oh joy, there went all my numbers.
And rain season barges in this shitty time of life. I’d really like for it to shut the fck up and go away already. The gloom, the puddles, the noise = depression depression. And just this morning, I realized pms kicked in. After a miserable series of thieveries, fights, tears, damages. LIKE WTFF. Seriously. Can someone be in a more fucked up situation than I?
I’m sure I slept plenty this week. Then why do I feel so restless? I’m sure I prayed everyday. Then why am I so doubtful and hopeless? I’ve vented to about twenty people. Maybe even more. I got advices, but not a single answer to these questions.
But, hey, I learned something. When the Upperclassmen equalized Junior year with hell, it wasn’t about the workload or sleep depravity. But they were talking about people stress, the relationships, the drama. Not the sources of mild headaches, but piercing heartaches. That pain that doesn’t fade away and when you realize that it’s finally gone and let out the first sigh of relief, it comes right back to hunt you down.
And now I know, I got nothing else but my girls, art, and a dream to propel forward in life. Nothing else, just that.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5K8Tk3on1k&eurl=
Basically the only thing that made me smile today, thanks<3
'08, septembre 29
'08, septembre 7
Another week of Junior year flew by before I can count to ten in my fingers. AMH and mathANAL is killing my brains out, but honestly, I'm having the time of my life. Whoever told me Junior year is hell was definitely tripppin'. Continued library trips is now a routine, in addition to irregular sleep and meal patterns. I live at SCB on weekends and participate in early morning activities without my parents' consent. Haha. Oh weekend life. <3
Tuesday was Hillsong. It was amazing beyond words and another rewarding experience that God has allowed in my life and the walkway towards Him. Two weeks into Junior year, there's already been so much drama and at the same time, developed relations and friendships. Even with all this happening though, I know I can endure for He is with me. He grants me with someone to spill about my faith and life issues and directs me to right decisions that avoid diasterous situations. So many times, I ignored His presence. So many times, I refused to allow Him to come first before everything. I couldn't stand myself if I let Him down once more and fall apart from Him again. Cus, oh man, life is so gooooood when He's by my side. So yes, as Reb told me, I just gotta stay strong in faith and not be ashamed of what I believe in.
'08, aout 31
Conclusion of first week: Junior year has been one heck of a rollercoaster ride so far. So many new friendships and so many memories already made. And hey, it's only been a week?! I've never made so many library trips in a week or stayed at Yogurtland for so long until I got hungry again. It's obvious Junior year will bring about a long list of "I've never..before" sentences. Ahh, excitement and fear are all jumbled up in my head. Excitement for more adventures that awaits my arrival and fearful of unwanted drama and unending piles of AMH assignments. But I will I will enjoy every second of my to-be amazing Junior year. My friends are with me. My parents are supporting me. And above all God is here to listen to my prayers.
Library trips, lunching, Yogurtland, dancing the night away, drama, tears, shopping, birthday dinnering, PhotoHunt, camcamwhoring. This substitutes my first 6 days as a Junior. Not cheery inside out, but life couldn't be better. (:
And oh man. I'm sucha youngin! I'm itchy with anticipation for next 2 years to dream and fantasize about life.
