13 years ago
Monday, October 6, 2008
Eeek!
i was watching tv when my sister runs into my room yelling her face covered in green. Not good since i just watched a cyborg have his face melted off in a pit of tar. after taking 5 years off my life she laughs to say it's a new face mask she's trying out. then she hurries out and does the same to my other sister, then my parents, and even the pet bird. i can't help but think they made a mistake at the hospital 23 years ago.
It's My Party and I'll Cry if I Want to
I got my haircut and as always some people have an opinion about it.
If I were to take in all the opinions I would have one messed up cut. Some think it's too short others too long. Some think more layers others less. More volume. Too old. Too young. Not me. You see where this is going yes?
I like the cut I got. It flips. It bounces. It's a time saver. It requires less water. Heck, I'm just excited I actually have enough hair to get it cut. It's been years since I've been able to cut so much off. No more bald spots. No need for hats. No stinky shampoos. No medication.
To all those haters shut up (haha i said "haters"). I didn't get it cut for you (granted you do have to look at it but so what?). I got it for me. Don't be jealous just 'cuz I know how to rock whatever hair style I have.
My cousin is 15 now. I can still remember the day he was born. I was 10 then. Remember being 10? My aunt was recording his party and my sisters and i were congratulating him on things like going to college, getting married and having his first kid. My aunt did not come back to record us later.
If I were to take in all the opinions I would have one messed up cut. Some think it's too short others too long. Some think more layers others less. More volume. Too old. Too young. Not me. You see where this is going yes?
I like the cut I got. It flips. It bounces. It's a time saver. It requires less water. Heck, I'm just excited I actually have enough hair to get it cut. It's been years since I've been able to cut so much off. No more bald spots. No need for hats. No stinky shampoos. No medication.
To all those haters shut up (haha i said "haters"). I didn't get it cut for you (granted you do have to look at it but so what?). I got it for me. Don't be jealous just 'cuz I know how to rock whatever hair style I have.
My cousin is 15 now. I can still remember the day he was born. I was 10 then. Remember being 10? My aunt was recording his party and my sisters and i were congratulating him on things like going to college, getting married and having his first kid. My aunt did not come back to record us later.
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Where Did You Go
i'm home on a work day. this is the first time i've ever missed a day of work. time is moving so slowly. i strained my neck the day before and it hurts to turn my head. it's more of an annoyance. of course i was super responsible and did all my work yesterday and i told my boss i would be off and she could call me at home if she needed anything.
i'm not sure how to describe my current situation. for the past couple of months there are have been peaks and valleys. despite the physical ailments everything else seems to be looking up.
drew came for a visit and it was really nice seeing him and syche. it always feels so short but when there's a chance to say a bunch of stuff i can't find the words. despite all the "niceness" it felt sad at the same time. not the leaving part the catching up part. i know this person is my friend and i miss him but at the same time it's like being reintroduced all over again. do we still have anything in common? what will i say to him? has he changed?
i've been writing to guy from second wedding. it's like having a pen pal who consistently writes back. it's kinda sweet because if there's a delay on his part he'll write to say why there's a delay. in the third grade the teacher tried to get us to be pen pals with another class in another state. i forget where but the gal's name was daniella. i think i got two letters from her the entire year. new friends are great. reminds one that life is not set in stone and is constantly changing. i wonder though what's going to happen once the newness wear's off. most of the friends i know now are people that i've had constant contact with for years. he may be the first friend that i've met just once and have talked to past that first meeting. i hope i don't run out of things to say. impossible? we'll have to see. haha, i don't even know if we're friends. he's on my facebook. i should ask him, "are we friends now?"
it's raining outside. maybe my neck pain is really arthritis from the weather.
i should feel happy but i don't want to get attached to it. i don't know how long this will last and i'm already focused and what's going to happen once the bad stuff comes. i'm at a party and i'm on the way out before they've cut the cake. The whole thing is just dumb. Stop being emo. the advil isn't working.
i'm not sure how to describe my current situation. for the past couple of months there are have been peaks and valleys. despite the physical ailments everything else seems to be looking up.
drew came for a visit and it was really nice seeing him and syche. it always feels so short but when there's a chance to say a bunch of stuff i can't find the words. despite all the "niceness" it felt sad at the same time. not the leaving part the catching up part. i know this person is my friend and i miss him but at the same time it's like being reintroduced all over again. do we still have anything in common? what will i say to him? has he changed?
i've been writing to guy from second wedding. it's like having a pen pal who consistently writes back. it's kinda sweet because if there's a delay on his part he'll write to say why there's a delay. in the third grade the teacher tried to get us to be pen pals with another class in another state. i forget where but the gal's name was daniella. i think i got two letters from her the entire year. new friends are great. reminds one that life is not set in stone and is constantly changing. i wonder though what's going to happen once the newness wear's off. most of the friends i know now are people that i've had constant contact with for years. he may be the first friend that i've met just once and have talked to past that first meeting. i hope i don't run out of things to say. impossible? we'll have to see. haha, i don't even know if we're friends. he's on my facebook. i should ask him, "are we friends now?"
it's raining outside. maybe my neck pain is really arthritis from the weather.
i should feel happy but i don't want to get attached to it. i don't know how long this will last and i'm already focused and what's going to happen once the bad stuff comes. i'm at a party and i'm on the way out before they've cut the cake. The whole thing is just dumb. Stop being emo. the advil isn't working.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
4 Years of College for This
An update: Feeling better now.
Online classes and training seminars. I thought classes ended once school was over. I don't mind taking classes for work but with advances of the internet long gone are the days where workers get the whole day to train. No more offsite conferences. No long lunches and early dismissals. Instead I am confined to the office staring at a computer screen listening to the consistent drone of the presenter over the phone for 3 hours. It doesn't help that there's plenty of distraction in the office. I think I dozed off halfway.47 slides of "if you don't do this the government will put you in jail", joy.
my dad says to me the other day he says:
dad: i know you're good in english. compose something for retirement.
me: am i bad in chinese then?
dad: what?
me: you want something on the overall infrastructure of retirement and how with the current econimic situation many in your generation and beyond may have to work into their 70s and then some in order to receive anything upon retirement?
dad:....
me: never mind
dad: i just want you to write something nice to your uncle edward about his retirement in this card
me: dear uncy edward. you are done working now. i wish i was too. lucky you.you be da best. the end.
dad: just get it done by friday.
Online classes and training seminars. I thought classes ended once school was over. I don't mind taking classes for work but with advances of the internet long gone are the days where workers get the whole day to train. No more offsite conferences. No long lunches and early dismissals. Instead I am confined to the office staring at a computer screen listening to the consistent drone of the presenter over the phone for 3 hours. It doesn't help that there's plenty of distraction in the office. I think I dozed off halfway.47 slides of "if you don't do this the government will put you in jail", joy.
my dad says to me the other day he says:
dad: i know you're good in english. compose something for retirement.
me: am i bad in chinese then?
dad: what?
me: you want something on the overall infrastructure of retirement and how with the current econimic situation many in your generation and beyond may have to work into their 70s and then some in order to receive anything upon retirement?
dad:....
me: never mind
dad: i just want you to write something nice to your uncle edward about his retirement in this card
me: dear uncy edward. you are done working now. i wish i was too. lucky you.you be da best. the end.
dad: just get it done by friday.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Running On Empty
i can't keep food down. that's the worse. i don't need much in life to be content but i like food. i'll be in the middle of something and i'll just have the urge to hurl. i can't figure out what i ate wrong. this problem could not come during a more inconvinient time.
Thursday was weekly dinner out with the group which really should be renamed korean night. i like korean food especially the tofu stew but i had trouble eating it.
Friday came and I just felt nauseated all day at work. It was free bagel day. But the idea of salmon and cream cheese on a toasty bagel lost it appeal. after work it was time for in and out with laurie. i had this huge craving for it and everything seemed fine afterwards. But later...dun dun dunnnn. At jocelyn's ice cream was offered but I didn't want any. We went to get mexican food and the nausea came again.
Saturday i had soup for lunch. No noodles. Sad.7 up seemed to help. Then it was off to bj's. but we had to wait for hundreds of minutes so we went to the bookstore. we mostly mingled in the cook book section. my stomach decided it wasn't happy so off to read pearls before swine. oh, goat, how you suffer so. then dinner. Wedges, ok. Calzone, calcan't you mean (that was just awful).
Sunday morning came and i was early enough to have breakfast, two tablespoonfuls of kaeopectic, chalky cherry flavor. I get to church and I think I'm safe. NO! We were going to go over the line in the Lord's prayer about daily bread. So many food examples. It was the third week of the month. That's free food week at church. But we weren't eating there because we're not fans of salad. Fish and chips, do they have soup there? It's closed. Sandwiches instead. Now here is where logic would kick in and i should sit out right? Wrong. I order a hot corned beef with everything. And I had chips. Ok, things seem ok. Second lunch with the family. I am no ok. I AM NOT OK! Must get home now. Let's stop at Walgreens for something. Why is the pepto next to the food aisle? Home, safe now. Aunt comes over with Chinese pastry. soup for dinner. My family is having ribs. I miss ribs.
monday my 1.5 hour commute turned into a 2.5 hour commute. i have a love hate relationship with bart. i smelled like mint tea all day. i got tired of drinking water. there was a problem with the men's restroom so they turned off the water without telling anybody. i couldn't flush the toilet. somebody got a bad surprise. at dinner i had one rib. it was one rib too many.
*Sigh*, this is going to be a long week. With no food I am not functioning correctly. I had more than my normal number of word slips. at church someone mentioned a cancer walk and i thought we should do it. I said, "Yay support cancer". jocelyn looks at me and i try to back track but i end up repeating the same thing. at work today i was using the big paper shredder. it's about the length of my arm. i was thinking it would suck if i hurt myself on this thing. by the time i was done i had a 3 inch scratch running up my forearm. i think i cut myself when i was changing the bag.
I think God is trying to tell me something. Basically I cannot survive on bread alone. In our darkest moments He's the one we need to lean on. Like food it's important to make use of what blessings we get for that day and to share with others. We weren't meant to hoard them. He's sure to provide a new helping each day.
Thursday was weekly dinner out with the group which really should be renamed korean night. i like korean food especially the tofu stew but i had trouble eating it.
Friday came and I just felt nauseated all day at work. It was free bagel day. But the idea of salmon and cream cheese on a toasty bagel lost it appeal. after work it was time for in and out with laurie. i had this huge craving for it and everything seemed fine afterwards. But later...dun dun dunnnn. At jocelyn's ice cream was offered but I didn't want any. We went to get mexican food and the nausea came again.
Saturday i had soup for lunch. No noodles. Sad.7 up seemed to help. Then it was off to bj's. but we had to wait for hundreds of minutes so we went to the bookstore. we mostly mingled in the cook book section. my stomach decided it wasn't happy so off to read pearls before swine. oh, goat, how you suffer so. then dinner. Wedges, ok. Calzone, calcan't you mean (that was just awful).
Sunday morning came and i was early enough to have breakfast, two tablespoonfuls of kaeopectic, chalky cherry flavor. I get to church and I think I'm safe. NO! We were going to go over the line in the Lord's prayer about daily bread. So many food examples. It was the third week of the month. That's free food week at church. But we weren't eating there because we're not fans of salad. Fish and chips, do they have soup there? It's closed. Sandwiches instead. Now here is where logic would kick in and i should sit out right? Wrong. I order a hot corned beef with everything. And I had chips. Ok, things seem ok. Second lunch with the family. I am no ok. I AM NOT OK! Must get home now. Let's stop at Walgreens for something. Why is the pepto next to the food aisle? Home, safe now. Aunt comes over with Chinese pastry. soup for dinner. My family is having ribs. I miss ribs.
monday my 1.5 hour commute turned into a 2.5 hour commute. i have a love hate relationship with bart. i smelled like mint tea all day. i got tired of drinking water. there was a problem with the men's restroom so they turned off the water without telling anybody. i couldn't flush the toilet. somebody got a bad surprise. at dinner i had one rib. it was one rib too many.
*Sigh*, this is going to be a long week. With no food I am not functioning correctly. I had more than my normal number of word slips. at church someone mentioned a cancer walk and i thought we should do it. I said, "Yay support cancer". jocelyn looks at me and i try to back track but i end up repeating the same thing. at work today i was using the big paper shredder. it's about the length of my arm. i was thinking it would suck if i hurt myself on this thing. by the time i was done i had a 3 inch scratch running up my forearm. i think i cut myself when i was changing the bag.
I think God is trying to tell me something. Basically I cannot survive on bread alone. In our darkest moments He's the one we need to lean on. Like food it's important to make use of what blessings we get for that day and to share with others. We weren't meant to hoard them. He's sure to provide a new helping each day.
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