It would be awesome if someone could share the secret, spill the beans, let the cat out of the bag, pass the buck, let me in on the cahoots, let go of the cat's tongue, tell me anything about how to stay awake when you're absolutely exhausted. An endless amount of studying, school work, and little tasks here and there to complete, yet no time to get it all done. How much simpler would life be if humans did not need to recharge our batteries on a nightly basis for such a long time. No doubt, my sleep schedule has drastically improved from last year, but that does not mean that there is still room for improvement.
Let's review. Chemistry, prepositions, and vocab test tomorrow. Euro test on Friday. Spanish test earlier today. Magazine assignment due Tuesday. Arthur title due tomorrow. Reflections registration due tomorrow. Yearbook late night tomorrow. Math quiz early next week. Football game Friday. Key club animal shelter volunteer gig Saturday. Halloween Sunday. To say the very least. How can I squeeze my daily agenda into such an inconvenient twenty four hour block of time?
Beach with Casey, her family, and their family friends. Sat next to Jamie Fox the whole time. Saw three beached(dead) jelly fish. Took him a shell with the animal still in it. Made a sea turtle out of sand.
No big deal or anything...
Can you say good Labor Day weekend?
but alas, the yuck of school must begin once again,
wish me luck.
happy wishes for the rest of this weekend, and thank you JEWS for Thursday off!
Sophomore year, I was so excited to jump head-first into whatever you had to offer me.
However, you have thoroughly convinced me that by the looks of today, the rest of the year is going to suck. Bouncy balls. Oh joy. I try to have an open mind, but you don't seem to want to cooperate. Well, let's just stick it out and see how the rest of the week goes.
One positive thing about the upcoming school year is purchasing new school supplies. One thing better than this putting my OCD to good use and organizing like a mad woman. I am so beyond ecstatic about how perfectly and flawlessly and beautifully organized my school supplies are. Wanna know just how crazy organized I am? I actively use two different planners. Along with my Blackberry calendar. Holy cow, I can't stand the amazingosity. Sorry. This one of the few things I can freely brag about. I. Love. Being. Organized.
That will be all. Have a lovely week everyone. Last two days of summer headed my way
Last you heard of me, I was on vacation in San Francisco. I meant to post every single day, but the next hotel we stayed at did not have free wifi. So sorry, I wasn't about to pay. And I already learned the difficult way that texting my posts does not turn out well.
Anyways, we drove the rest of the way from San Simeon on Wednesday morning to downtown San Fran. We arrived early afternoon and checked into our hotel, and then later explored the area a bit. On Thursday, we went on our tour at Alcatraz, which was spectacular(!!!!!!!). After that, we roamed Pier 39, an equally fantastic experience.
Friday we took this "Hop on, Hop off" bus tour around the city that allowed us to get on at off the bus at any one of the thirteen(fourteen?) stops. My favorite, of course, was the Golden Gate Bridge. It was lovely :)
We left early Saturday morning and drove six hours back to our little old, FLAT, city. It felt delicious to be back at home once again.
As for this week, the Link Crew program at my high school has had me very occupied. Our freshman orientation took place yesterday and today, so we had training both Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday was my own orientation for sophomore year. I must admit, I had a blast with all these great people I've been spending time with. I wish so much that I could relive this week over and over and over and over again. It almost makes me want to go back to school. Which says a lot.
There you have it. All the updates for now. I'm off to attempt homework. Though I'll probably end up procrastinating.
We left early this morning, leaving behind our house, our bird, and our dear Henry kitty. It will be his first time away from us for more than a day, and I can only hope that he will be alright when we get back home.
So after our traditional travel breakfast of Panera bakery, we set off for three hours of driving on highway one up to San Simeon, where we are right now. I slept for two hours, peacefully listening to my iPod. The fog obstructed our view of the ocean almost all the way up, so there went the scenic route.
About noon, we had lunchie before taking a tour of Hearst Castle. What an amazing and unforgettable experience! I can't get it out of my mind how stunning and intricate and eloquent all of the architecture there was. From every railing, window, door frame, to ceiling. Each segment of the tour outshined the previous. My personal favorite, however, was definitely Neptune's pool, which was outside. Surrounding by stone carvings and marble columns complimented by waterfalls cascading down the center. The depth of the pool slopes in such a way that it can only be seen from the view above the pool. The indoor pool cut very close to favorite with the glass and golden mosaic stones, but Neptune got it going on, I suppose you could say.
The bedrooms, and especially the dining hall showcased several various styles of art. History intoxicated every pore of the castle. Statues of Madonna over four hundred years old? Impressive condition.
Overall, I will not forget Hearst Castle and all of it's many details. At least, not for a while.
Mom and I spent the rest of the late afternoon walking along the shore of the beach, taking photos of each other. Dad stayed at the hotel room and relaxes. An arrangement that was executed flawlessly. I am still impressed by the day's smooth overall feel. No outrageous fighting or bickering or anything of the sort. Good behavior for us all today. Cheers on that part.
Tomorrow morning we will check out of DaysInn and head over to San Francisco for reals. Yo. Golden Gate Bridge? Probably. Who knows. We'll see where the day takes us.
As for the rest of the blogosphere, I hope you are all enjoying your week and best wishes for a happy hump day tomorrow!
I can't even remember the last time I blogged. So many things going on. My sister and her daughters came to spend the week with us on Tuesday. They left early this morning, and i will miss them so much :(
On Wednesday, the girls went horseback riding(I stayed at home) and then we went to the beach(my first time all summer). Sand castles are oodles of fun to make!
Thursday, I took the girls(11 and 13) out walking around the neighborhood until the little one scraped her knee so we ran back home. Well, we didn't run. But we scooted our boot hastily on back. Then the whole family(mom, dad, sister, nieces) went to the zoo and explore all the animal habitats. I learned a few things there. Bees are find me attractive. Bees find me hot when I'm wearing flower jewelry. Bees find me smoking sexy when I have a strawberry/cherry snowcone in my hand.
Friday was SO MUCH FUN. Perhaps my favorite experience. And what did we do, you might ask? Indoor skydiving at citywalk!!!!!! It's called ifly, and it's in a windtunnel. Oh my gosh what an amazing time. Go google it. YouTube it. Man oh man I want to do that again! If skydiving is on my bucket list, can I check that as half way done?
Saturday was interesting. I got my first manipedi with the whole package. Hot rocks. Foot bath. Lotion massage. Some weird pummice rock on my foot. Cute pinky and fuschia gloss with snow white flowers. Lovin it! Then we had lunch at The Tranquility Tea Room. It was adorable! With hats and dresses to try on, tea with sugar cubes, scones, mini sandwiches, Alice in Wonderland theme throughout the rooms. We put on fake British accents and started talking to a woman who we thought was playing along. Turns out she had a real accent! Hahaha funny :)
Today they left bright and early, which definitely made me sad to seem them go. They weren't ready to leave, either. We hardly ever see each other. About twenty minutes after they left, I was hit with horrible stomach aches, dizziness, intense vertigo, and I threw up four times. I'm still feeling rather loopy as i type this up. Too much looking at writing. Time to sign off! Best wishes to everyone. And I'm headed to San Francisco on Tuesday!!!
Sorry. I tried to text message a post last night porque soy perezosa, pero the character limit would not allow it. I would go back and copy/paste/morphosize all those entries into one concise post, pero no hay personas leer any of it. So, I won't. Like my brushing up on some espanol?
I guess I'm still as empty feeling as yesterday, but I found this old note from 2007 in my diary, and I thought I should share it with you.
Title: Good Advice When hiking, walk with a partner. If you want your own DNA, use your brush. DO NOT pull from your own head. Do not read when going downstairs. When holding a retractable pen, DO NOT put your finger over the part where the pen pops out, and the DO NOT band the top part. You will puncture yourself, believe me I know. When the ice cubes aren't coming out of the tray, ask for help, and DO NOT turn the tray upside down. If you have a fishtank with a fish in it, DO NOT bounce a tennis ball on the top of it. For the sake of your fish. When having a cup of tea, DO NOT suck on the teabag itself. You will not like that tea anymore. DO NOT put a magnet on electrical products. This includes the t.v. And the computer screen. If you are not used to it, do not force your knuckles to crack! It will hurt When cutting a frozen bagel with a sharp knife, do not put your hand on the bottom like a cuttting board. Do not bite on ice or chew ice cream with your teeth. Do not bite on tin foil with cavities. Do not rub your eys if you have contacts. You will lose them.
Yes, copied literally word for word from my journal. Sounds like even then, I had the right idea. Can you guess which ones I learned from personal experience?
Mall tomorrow with Holly to find a birthday present for Jaclyn! Have a lovely Monday!
Something is missing. I promise you, something is missing. The most tragic part of it all, is that I can't quite put my finger on what was once in the spot where an endless void now exists. I know exactly what you're thinking, Why not put another body part on it instead? But that's just it, it's like my kind has sort of given up. I have so much potential. With the courtesy of bragging rights, I won't deny myself the credit. But potential is useless when it isn't taken advantage of. Countless opportunities, and yet I let them all pass by me. Sometimes, without even realizing it. Ever heard of that saying that tells when one door closes another one opens? Well, I feel like all the doors have shut and locked themselves in. Leaving me either isolated inside or longing for acceptance outside. Perhaps that's what I need: acceptace. That, and a cornucopia of other qualities. Motivation. Enhusiasm. Optimism. Passion. The bare essencials of success, satisfaction, and contentment- am I wrong?
Friends. I don't have a best friend. Sure, I have frindships that I love and care for, but there isn't a single person who knows everything about me. Even though they think they might. Trust issues? Maybe. I tend not to open up, but then again I'll talk seriously to any person who happens to catch me at the right moment on facebook. Better someone who doesn't know me personally because then they won't judge too kindly or cruely. Perhaps I fear judgement? I also think it has a lot to do with my undeniable craving for perfection. I want to be flawless in every way imaginable, despite the law written in stone for years declaring the impossibility of the statement. Beauty and the brawns. What more could one want? Stupid possessions and wants and needs; they're taking over my life. But for reasons that escape me, I can't let the feeling go that somehow I'm special and that I really can be perfect. At fourteen, I can already sense that I'm only setting myself up for a long and unhappy life of disappointments and heartbreak.
Family. We don't get along. It's just an illusion that we care to avoid confrontations that will turn into ugly, sticky messes. Daddy, I am forever going to be frustrated with you, and my patience has run out. Mommy, stop what you're doing, take a look at me, and think, is your daughter a person who deserves to be everything she wants to be? It's painful to witness where things have gone and how I've changed so drastically. Tears me up inside.
But if I seem to understand my problem, then why is it such an excrutiating process to heal the metaphorical wounds? It's almost as if I am experiencing phantom pains. The sources don't exist, it's all in my head. But aren't pyschological conflicts the worst? There's no where for them to go besides bottling inside or thundering at innocen bystanders. So much so say, and yet words fail me.
In a bad mood? Maybe. Reflecting on current emotions? Taking a deeper look into who I am? Trying to steer the unlucky course I've forged myself? Possibly. On the right road? TBA
If anyone reads this, I appreciate thoughts. And just the idea that someone took the time to get a little insight. But overall, i am feeling slightly better. Boy, I just needed to get that out. Cheers to all for a wonderful Sunday, and hopefully I'll be more chipper when i blog next!
Current reading material: Hiroshima Current music addiction: Ingrid Michaelson Current movie of choice: Ramona and Beezus, Inception, Despicable Me, 500 Days of Summer Current friend of the love award: Katherine Current happy mood: 4 out of 10 Current productivity rate: 1 out of 10
So much going this week. Well, sort of. Well, not really. More like starting this evening and continuing onto tomorrow. The day started off with a delicious beef tamale from Trader Joes. Mmmm. Very yummy. Then off to yoga with Casey! I absolutely adore my yoga hour. I look forward to it. SO much fun!! Gah, it needs to be longer than just an hour. I think mommy is going to let me get a yoga mat soon if we find one :D
Sidenote: Ballet last night was challenging, but fun as usual. Our instructor leveled me up to more releve and half pirouettes on releve as opposed to balancing flat foot. Check me out, I'm improving :)
Back to the real post: Then daddy and I visited this condo in a lovely location in our city that we can afford. Three bedrooms. One and a half bathrooms(this is kind of a bummer here), and couple hundred square feet bigger than what we have now. The entrance is pretty squishy, and we'd have to share one wall with a neighbor, but it's a nice place in a nice setting with nice people and nice appliances with a nice price. NICE. Also, I am officially my family's "TomTom". You know, one of those GPS systems. I'm really good at directions and when I'm on my blackberry, I'm on top of everything. Like in that movie, The Devil Wears Prada. I want to do that when I grow up. I can handle it ;) maybe in the future. <-- Ingrid Michaelson reference.
Later at night, mumsie, popsie, and I had din din at Habit Hamburger joint. Not bad. As for the remaining hours of the day, I hung out with my friend Cameron at the mall. There was an Elvis tribute going on, and we even got a picture with him! SHYEAH! And Paciugo, a.k.a. only the best gelato in town.
Tomorrow I have an orthodontist appointment at three in the afternoon. Hopefully that won't take too long because I'm seeing Ramona and Beezus with a group of friends tomorrow at 4:20. I think the girls will include Juliet F., Leslie A., Casey K., and Jaclyn K. Should be an enjoyable time :D
It's starts to get slightly more complicated right about now. Katherine's voice recital at the college is at 7:00; I'll be arriving 6:45 for seats. Semi formal, open to public, showcase of talents. In general, an event to look forward to. I've timed the movie out so that it should end about twenty minutes before I have to go her show. Meaning, I'll be wearing my semi-formal attire to the orthodontist, straight to the movies, then directly to the show as I scarf down dinner on the car ride over. But you know what? I love overbooking myself and having a busy bee schedule. I relish the rushing sensations as there is always one anticipation to fill in the place of the previous excitement. It's a never ending cycle of WHOOSHING in my heart :D
Oh, I am so very sappy. But Happy. And rhymey. Doctor Seuss, what have you done to our society?
Also! Linkage! I started an account on yobi.tv(for those who don't know, WHATTHEBUCK youtube celeb introduced it to me, and it's a website for people show their talents whether it be voice, video, photography, or err some other category that I can't quite remember. My username is karmaberry, so check me out! Well, not quite, because I don't have any photography up yet. I'll link to that when I get the chance. Same to my other blog, which is currently "under construction" because I want to redesign the layout. It'll be shnazzy the next time you see it. wee :D Guess what? I forgot to put the end parenthesis sign. Did you notice? So I'll put it right.......
What a gift to the music world. Ingrid Michaelson. Her voice is absolutely beautiful and unique. Her personality is evident in every note of every harmony of every song. Her vocal arrangement is impressive. My aunt describes it as somewhat of a yodel. But a lovely yodel, indeed.
I first discovered her music during a choir event called Singing Waiter. One of the girls, Brooke, sang the song "The Way I Am". I fell in love with the sound so much that I immediately researched it the moment I got home.
"Hmm, Ingrid Michaelson? I've never heard of her. Well, I don't think I have. Maybe... I guess the name sounds slightly familiar".
I can recall saying that to the YouTube video on my laptop screen. After listening to that one song, I was hooked and continued to click on each available cover of hers that YouTube had to offer. And then that night, my love for her was born. Half a year later, I am still a devoted fan to the most down-to-earth artist to break through to fame in her humble bumble disposition.
Ingrid Michaelson is for the fans of: Jason Mraz, Colbie Caillat(sp?), Priscilla Ahn, A Fine Frenzy, and pehaps Regina Spektor. Spektor and Michaelson have a very similar quality to their voices in the way that they utilize tone and range, but Spektor is generally accompanied by piano, whereas Michaelson sticks to the guitar and the ukelele.
There's my overall review of one of my favorite artists. If you don't already know her, then look her up. If you don't already love her, isolate yourself in a room with just her music playing. You'll love her. Also, I'm thinking of updating my photo blog regularly again, so definitely keep an eye out for that. I'll post links on this website, too.
Today, I went to go see the movie Inception with my mom and my aunt. We were celebrating how both of their birthdays fall on the same week.
So we sit down in the packed theater and the buzz of people talking in anticipation starts to get me insanely pumped. Especially since my darling Joseph Gordon-Levitt(see post below) will be co-starring alongside Leonardo DiCaprio(eh, not as cool).
From start to finish, there was a lot of confusion and bang bang BOOM and death. But what else can you expect from an action movie? Generally, I'm not one to enjoy a production of this genre, but it kept me entertained the entire two and half hours, which is roughly the point of a movie. Think about it. What's the whole message of all the media besides to entertain or to inform? Not much any other options.
But I digress...
It was all about invading the dreams of others to get confidential information and secrets that were crucially important. The team of "dream invaders" were on what they called a "job". Which was just a synonym for a mission. I didn't fully understand what they were experiencing until at least half way through the movie, and I'm still not positive that I understand now. They were in a dream, in a dream, in a dream, in someone's subconscious. And you know how you can sometimes wake yourself up by killing yourself in a dream? Well, they would kill themselves in one dream, wake up in the next, die, wake up in the next, die, the next, die, then real life. No more dying. I often found it challenging to keep up with the bursts of moments happening here and there. But like I said, it was entertaining. Exhilarating, thrilling, suspenseful, fast paced, and everything else that a perfect action movie needs.
I've never seen Joseph in such an intense motion picture, and it only further convinced me that he is the best actor alive because he pulled it off so stunningly (lovelovelovelove)
If you're interested in seeing the trailer because I make zero sense in my pathetic excuses of movie reviews, click here. Enjoy in all of it's epic glory.
Hope you all have a lovely weekend!
Just realized how disorganized this post it. My apologies about that. My overall statement I was
Today is my mommy's birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOMMY, I LOVE YOU! I made and put together a plethora of presents for her! A scrapbook. Two picture frames. Four of her favorite hair clips(jewels and sparkles!!). Favorite lotion(Gardener's Therapy via Crabtree and Evelyn). Cute purse that she loves. Bracelet with her name engraved. Her favorite chocolate. And there might be more, but I'm not in the mood to think about it anymore.
It's probably the weather. No, it's definitely the weather. The humidity has gotten INSANE, and all of the sudden the heat bumped up ten to fifteen degrees everyday. Soon we'll be in triple digits. Which I don't mind, I love the heat. But it's the unbearable moisture in the air that gets to me. My friends, Holly, Julie, Amy, and Jingyi and I were hanging out in the park when I started to freak because the humidity was so torturous. Almost feels like I'm slowly suffocating. :/
Guitar updates: Blisters are wearing down, and I have become increasingly more tolerant of the pain. Learning Somewhere Over the Rainbow Hawaiian style by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole. <--say that three times fast?! Such a beautiful song, check it out here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1bFr2SWP1I
My goal is to hopefully have it perfected by the end of summer and perhaps perform it sometime during the year during either choir or talent show...?
Have I updated you on our choir's status? Well, our "Save Choir" group on facebook currently has 73 members, so the word is starting to spread! But if I'm not mistaking(or mistaken), we only have a few more weeks before the verdict. But honestly, it would kill me to see this program go down in ashes. Being a part of the choir was the best experience and part of my freshie year at high school. Means the world to think that I might not have it next year.
Copy of the letter our director sent us, with all names and private info taken out:
Dear parents and students, I feel at this time it is important to communicate the current situation at a (school) and the choral department as it stands since the last day of school. The Principal has eliminated 3 of my 5 classes, leaving us a Concert Choir and Show Choir. The three classes eliminated are Music Theory with 29 students Chamber Singers with 30 and Music Appreciation, which had 31 students in it last year. His argument has been that our numbers are too low and that we have too many students in the choirs in the day taking Chamber Singers at night. I do have July to combat this situation so I have implemented the following. I have put a notice in the July Band News Letter that auditions are open for band students to join Chamber without being in one of the other groups. I hope to get 10 new students that way. Even though the numbers are good in Concert Choir of 40 and Show Choir of 27, the choir department has a list of 15 students that were interested in taking choir but did not add the class. If we can get another 10 students that way as well, I believe the Principal will have the numbers to reinstate the classes. There is some work to do this summer and if you have any suggestions to help, I would appreciate any ideas to recruit. After meeting with the Principal and the Superintendent, they are encouraging me to look for work elsewhere, since the shortage in the budget shows them that my job is in risk. My plan of action has been two-fold. I have been recruiting students to get the numbers up and job hunting in the Southern California area hoping that by mid August I will have two choices in front of me to chose from. And with a little help from everyone, I‘ll be able to stay at (school). If you know any students that would like to join, they can contact me at my cell (seven digits the world should not know) before August 1st.
Sigh. It's heartbreaking. :( Wish us luck please.
Yoga and ballet have really been helping with my fitness training this summer. I've been sore for the past few days, which means something is working! Our ballet routines and yoga postures work all the major muscles, and even the ones I didn't realize existed. Who knew O.o
So, I'm thrilled about that. And even better news? My family might be going to Hawaii this summer!!! YES HAVEN'T BEEN ON A REAL VACATION SOMEWHERE IN FOUR YEARS, i THINK?!YESSSS.
ALSO, sorry for the font size change, it happened when i copied and pasted the letter, and I'm far too lazy to switch it. So there you have it.
The days and week of summer vacation have been passing by me with incredible speed. Just a couple hours ago, I was watching the fireworks with Katherine and her family on the fourth of July. No, I swear I was. Wait, what? It's almost my mom's birthday on July 16th? What?! When did this happen? It's difficult to comprehend the concept of time. But nonetheless, it never ceases to amaze me.
Well, the cat escaped from the house today. I received a very frustrated phone call from the father while the mother and I were at the groceries.
"Are you almost home? The cat got away and I tried to kill him with a broom".
"Ah, yes Dad, I'll be right here. Don't touch him."
"Don't worry, can't find him anymore."
He just wanted to get a little fresh air. I found him hanging in the trees outside our front yard, and all I had to do was reach up and snatch him. For the following two, maybe three hours, he moped around the house meowing and whining to get back out again. Later, we found him here... Inside the dryer.
Once more, all together now, silly kitty.
Also, check out the corn I'm growing in my backyard! It started as a biology project, and I decided to take it home. Here is the first sign of it real corn actually sprouting from the tangle of green leaves it has been for over a month. Hope you are all doing well, and I'll be back tomorrow! Have a great Monday!
I'm feeling a bit more positive, compared to last night, at least. Honestly, I'm more neutral than anything else. Just hanging in there and whatever. Sipping my Lipton Green Tea :D Delicious.
It's all just the same old, same old.
Today I went to the mall and bought my mom's favorite kind of lotion for her birthday in a week. Hope she likes it. I'm sure she will. No doubt. No sarcasm, either. ;)
Then Sears Auto Shop was replacing the front two tires of our family car, so we can feel safer heading down to Solvang tomorrow. They claimed that it would take two hours because they were so backed up, but after the promised 120 minutes, they had not even started the job. So we were there about three hours, eating Subway sandwiches, talking to other impatient folks in the waiting room, and visiting every store in the mall. I ran into Malissa and her whole family, pleasant surprise :) Her little sisters are so cute! Muaha, wish I had some of my own. But alas, mother fails me. I forgive her, though. I have my kitty cat. A Henry who was very pleased to see us returning. *purrrr*
I'm just going to chillax for the rest of the evening and practice guitar, surf the web, read, and maybe go hiking tonight con mi madre. Have a lovely rest of the day and be well, all!
I wish so badly that I could return to the emotions I was experiencing just a week ago: pure happiness. Pure, raw, unadulterated happiness. This week has been a flop in comparison to the last, but then again, how could anything have lived up to my expectations after that?
I've been lacking the motivation to post the past day or so, which explains my absence. All of today and yesterday, but most severely these past few hours, I have felt empty. Hollow. Disappointed. As if I should be waiting for something to happen. The longing for some sort of anticipation is painful. It's like loving someone who can't reciprocate the affection. Not speaking from personal experience, but I can only imagine that this must be a similar feeling.
Hopefully it's only your average girl mood swings because if this is the start of a habit, then I'm in deep trouble. I don't know how much more of this inner struggling I can endure. Not even yoga class today helped.
I need a vacation. Desperately. Haven't been on a plane in forever. I miss the tedious excitement of packing bags and the frustrations of airport parking and the queasy sensations induced by take off and the reassuring voices of our pilot or the first few steps of foreign territory once you land or the sound the hotel door makes when you slide your room key through the slot or how everything you see or do is somehow more adventurous when you are far away from home. So many things to want. I sound selfish. Now I'm upset with myself. Nothing that isolation, youtube videos, and a good night's sleep can't take care of. I've recently become obsessed with meekakitty. She's adorable. And I've always loved communitychannel, whatthebuck, and kevjumba. So there you have it. My youtube subscriptions, basically.
I should like to think that I'm ending this blog post on a more optimistic note, rather than a sorrowful sound. So, no worries because everything will work itself out eventually.
Today's blog post title is going to be a smiley face. Because you can never see too many smiles in one lifetime. Unless it's a pyschotic smile. But you know, there are exceptions to everthing.
Today was a boring, yet somehow eventful and peaceful day. I got along well with my dad, which is a success in itself. We ran errands together, and I got an extension for my ladybug bracelet. I can finally wear it without fear of snapping it into pieces.
Then we went to Tropical Illusion, an amazing place that sells fish of all types. I saw Jessie, my us-to-be-best-friend's sister. I'll get into that story when I have more time.
Mom's new used phone from eBay arrived. A blue palm centro to replace her other blue palm centro. It has dents all over the place. We are currently looking for a case.
Ew there's a spider on the floor next to me. I made my mom kill it :P
Anyway, I cleaned the backyard, ran after my kitty Henry(who officially knows how to open our patio door!!!!), and practiced my guitar strumming.
I went ice skating with Jennifer, Joanna, and Jingyi. Wow, all Asian and all J's. What a coincidence. It was a jolly occassion, considering I haven't ice skated in over a year. I'll have to go more often now!
Who knows what tomorrow holds for me, but that is just one of the many beauties of summer. Even though it's cold in California and scorching on the east coast. Really makes sense... Gee thanks, global warming. Now I'm exhausted and I'm going to stop before this gets too confusing. Good night!
Happy birthday, America. I hope it was a great one. Fireworks themselves weren't too impressive this year, but spending them with Katherine and her family was what made it worth while. You can be anywhere and have fun, as long as you're with people you care about :D
Never thought I'd find myself saying that. Generally, I'm a pretty hateful person in several different ways, but this has officially been a solid week of fantasticisticamazingerrificunbelievableperfectlovelydelightfuleverythinggoodandjustintheworldlooooveddays one after the other. Saturday: China town for the first time Sunday: relaxing day at library and then shopping Monday: at Lena's house playing RockBand Beatles version Tuesday: malling and shopping with Casey Wednesday: hiking with Jennifer for the first time. Then Menchie's fro-yo. Ballet class. Benefit Concert. Thursday: yoga class and hiking and playing on a playground with Casey. Oh, and picnic-ing. Last guitar lesson. <-- good because I didn't like them. Friday: Lena's sweet sixteen birthday bash. Complete with swimming and jacuzzing for the first time all summer and watching Across the Universe. And then today? Watching Eclipse with Malissa and Ines, buying new tennis shoes(woohoo clearance rack!!), hiking with mom, seeing THREE SNAKES on said hike, watching Eclipse a second time con mí madre y sneaking in comida(Johnny Rockets) en el teatre por la cena. Muy sabrosa. Soy feliz. (My apologies, my Spanish grammer is disgraceful) And tomorrow? Fourth of July with Katherine and her familia!!! Woohooo!!! And then next week... Eclipse with Rachel, Andrea, Holly, and Julie. Third time YEAH!! Ice skating with Jennifer and Ines on Tuesday evening. Dance wed. Yoga Thursday. Ohmygawd life is so good right now. Something bad is approaching then... That's just the way it works.
But for now, let's soak up the positives. Excuse me while I enjoy the last few scenes of Mamma Mia, one of the best movies to be produced with a few exceptions. I want to learn Our Last Summer on guitar!!
Wishing everyone a lovely fourth of July Cheers cheers cheers cheers cheers to all :D
Here are hiking photos. Someone please enlighten me because there has to be an easier way to upload pictures then picking them individually?! Only five. I'm exhausted right now, and I don't feel like delving deep into the topic. But about today: yoga was awesome. Spending the day with Casey was better. Running into choir pals Andy, Tre, Ines, and making a friend, Faith, was just as spectacular.
Have a great Friday everyone! I'll be at Lena's sixteenth birthday bash! Woohoo!
Oh my goodness. I'm on cloud nine. I'm in love. With LIFE. Today has been such an amazing day, and I have had quite an a reality check with just how precious life is.
Last night at about midnight, a gunshot rang out in the neighborhood. For a solid ten minutes there, I was convinced I was going to die. It sounded so close, I didn't know what to even think. I had never heard one in real life before, but something told me that it wasn't just a firecracker. I was texting Egan at the time, and he had heard it, too, so clearly I wasn't going insane. His mom called and said that the police found it coming from a middle school in our city(the one I attended!), but they wouldn't release the information as to why or who. The thought that someone could have been hurt while I was safe in bed absolutely terrified me. The result? Watching Glee and snuggling with my kitty kitty until three in the morning.
I woke up, alive, and prayed that no one was harmed. I had never been so grateful to be alive. I'm probably exaggerating to no end with this story, but it definitely had an impact on me. It sort of gave me my faith back.
Today, I did something I have never attempted before. I went hiking with my friend, Jennifer, in this winding trail that leads all over the city. Cliffs, caves, uphill, downhill, mountains, rivers, water falls, the whole ball of wax. It was quite and amazing experience. Let me you one thing, though, boy am I going to be SORE. I remember thinking as we were going up a steep trail "ohmygawdohmygawdohmygawd ima die ima die ima die right here". I'm not exactly the most muscular person in the world. I'm pretty slim and I have a healthy body, but I do lack in the strength department.
4.3 miles and 1.5 hours later, we made a breakthrough to the car and hopped in(she can drive! my senior buddy, whom I love ever so much!!) to Menchies, a frozen yogurt shop. Ahh, never has fro-yo tasted so epicly delectable.
And I don't even get much time to rest, either :P Intense ballet class in an hour, then off to a benefit concert for my friend who just had brain surgery for tumor removal. And then tomorrow? Yoga class with Casey and then more hiking, even though it'll be a heck of a lot easier. But you know, I'll be sore. So what's my overall message to this summer? LET'S GET PUMPED. I'm ready for my Cali girl beach body ;)
P.S. I'll get hiking pictures up when I get the chance. I'm lazy right now.
P.P.S. My mom won the ebay bidding for a new blue palm centro. Woohoo! Hopefully she won't break this one :/
P.P.P.S. My blog page has an awkward shading look to it on the body-why is this!??!
I pretty much spent all of today at the mall. The first half was with my friend, Casey, where she shopped until we dropped and settled for sugar and cinnamon wetzel pretzel bits. I bought seven shirts all for about $52.00. Think that through, not really a bad deal at all.
Then mom took me back so she could go to Best Buy: Mobile in search of a new phone, while all the Twitards went around decked out in Eclipse clothing. Jealousy. Not really. But I wish I made plans to see the premiere tonight. Oh well. Things happen. I'll be seeing it anyway. Eventually. Perhaps it's just karma for subtly bragging about how everyone would be inviting me, and I'd be presented with a flurry of decisions on who to go with.
Good news: my closet is still clean and organized.
Bad news: I'm at home and not at the movie theater in line for the third in the Twilight Saga.
More bad news: I bought a clearanced hand warmer at Urban Outfitters today. It's adorable with a red mitten knitted mitten and a white heart stitched on. You put this pouch of red gel inside and it apparently warms up your hand due to a "chemical reaction of the crystals". By the way, you are supposed to snap this metal disk on the inside of the pouch back and forth several times to trigger the chemical reaction. It still isn't working. Am I doing it wrong? Or is that the result of buying things for sale? If I'm doing it wrong, then the directions weren't straight forward enough for everyone to understand.
Yesterday I tried an ice facial and then an egg mask because I saw it on youtube by Michelle Phan. Look her up. She's awesome. The ice facial was nice and refreshing. But the egg mask, not so much. I woke up with three pimples. Gross. No more of that.
Now I think I'll go to bed semi early and just contemplate. And text. And surf the internet or youtube. Or tend to my followers on Godfinger. a.k.a. the most genius itouch/iphone/ipad game EVER.
Morning and jolly start to the week, folks. I'm feeling bright eyed and bushy tailed because of how clean my room is! After all, a clean room is a happy room. Special thanks to myself for staying up late last night for some heavy duty closet cleaning. Let's review that..
Oh and yes, this is what I did with my art posters from Chinatown. Just throwing that in there. Initial pile. Result of dumping out every article of clothing from my closet onto my bedroom floor. Well, there's my empty closet. Empty of clothes, that is. First pile on my bed after sorting my pants and bottoms. Piles are growing. The floor pile is getting smaller, believe it or not :P Well, I found my old pop pop from when I took cheerleading as a little girl. And the pile gets bigger as I add more skirts. And there is the pile of sweaters, not sorted whatsoever...yet. And check out that lovely sorting. I got lazy when I hit the shirts, so I just threw them on the right side of the bed. And that's my closet shelf after putting all pants and bottoms. The hangers before sorting them. Special appearance: cute leopard print bag given to my by Alexandra for my 14th birthday. Top closet shelf after putting in all my sweaters according to hood, no hood, zipper, button, and all that jazz.
Yes, I sorted my hangers. Plastic vs. metal. Colors. Size.
Heavier jackets, and my only vest.
Of course, dear Henry loves making my work more difficult. And here is the final product! :D
So yes. I can't believe I spent so much time on a blog post that probably no one will read and/or comment. What a shame :/
And sidenote: There were tons more pictures, but uploading is a pain, so I cut down the majority of it.
This is officialy my 600th post. Never thought I'd get there. Honestly, I never gave it much though except for that one time a day or two ago when I realized I was almost at my 6ooth post. So there you go...
On another note, still no comments. See what dreams do to you? In the Sunday comics this morning, I read that the key to happiness is to have little to no expectations. Opinions, anybody? I'm thinking this might be true, to a certain degree.
My teeth still hurt. Eating is a challenging task. All I want to do is pull them out.
I saw Toy Story 3 today with Holly, Julie, and Alex. That was enjoyable. 3-D is always impressive, except for in Shrek 4. But you know, can't win them all.
Tomorrow might be boring. Guitar lessons are still in questions. My fingers are blistered and sore from the few hours of practicing I accomplished last night. First thing I did this morning after being woken up by a pointless call was review what I memorized of Dust in the Wind. I was working until 3:00 AM. Dedicated much?
Tuesday will be mall day with Casey. Summer clothing shopping! Finally! Wednesday will be free, unless Jennifer and I decide on something, until I go to ballet and then directly to Tori's Benefit Concert! Must remember to charge my camera. Thursday is yoga day and hike/picnic/playground day with Casey. Wow, I spend a lot of time with her. Speaking of which, I ran into her today while she was working a volunteer shift at the library. She's awesome. Friday is Lena's sweet sixteen birthday party! Woohoo!! I'm going to share what I got for her birthday because I'm pretty sure she won't see this page for then. At Paperworks at the mall, there was this epic notepad that came with 3-D glasses. Anybody guess where this is going?! WELL, whatever you draw on the special paper appears three-dimensional when wearing the glasses. How stellar is that?! I know, lucky find, eh? Then there's the weekend. Then the week after that. I should have a sleepover with Maddie, considering I bailed on her for Friday evening. Also, I'm bailing on Sophia for our golfing date out on the green early tomorrow morning because she hasn't come in contact with me, nor have we made any arrangements to be set in stone. So technically, not my fault.
It's almost ten and my teeth are begging to be groomed(brushed), so I'm off, but expect more from me tomorrow.
Who am I always talking to in these posts? Surely it couldn't be my nonexistent readers, could it? Or is it my future self? Or is it the me who is sitting at the computer secretly narrating this post as I type? Well, whoever it is, I hope you appreciate the time taken to write this lengthy blog post.
Au revoir(special thanks to Alexandra for signing my yearbook with this, so now I know how to spell it)!!
a) I still can't remember what I meant to talk about concerning my dreams(see previous post).
b) here are some photos from China Town.
Also, because of the funky order of the uploading and whatnot, the pictures are in reverse order of when I took them. Just a side note.
Wall scroll. Cute fishies!
Second wall scroll. So pretty :)
Massager. My mother argues for this more than I did.
My Buddhas! They were nicely packaged "safely" in bubble wrap. This is what they should look like. However, in reality...
The hand popped off when I unwrapped them. I just posed it for the picture. Super glue time :/
Oh my goodness, pocky time...YES!! Chocolate and strawberry. Asian markets are the bomb.
proof: China Town.
My one goal was to see these lanterns that I always picture in my head when I hear of China Town.
I really like those lanterns.
More lanterns. Can't get enough of them.
They only lead to you waking up, to feeling disappoint settle in.
My teeth were giving me a nonstop, pounding pain almost all night long, and I found myself still awake past three in the morning. I turned to Chang Pablo(my ipod touch) as a distraction, where I downloaded over twenty episodes of the best podcast known to mankind, specifically Gleeks, called
About forty minutes of three hosts sharing their opinions about everything glee for each episode. The actors, the music selections, the subtle jokes that not everyone will hear the first time around. "Hi, I'm Kurt Hummel, and I'll be auditioning for the role of kicker". <3>
Anywho, this isn't about Gleeful, this about dreams. Uh oh flip. What just happened. I completely forgot what I was supposed to be blogging about. Just great. JUST GREAT. I refuse to let this post go to waste. And great, even more beautiful, mom just called me in for breakfast. Fine, off I go. I'll post again later if I remember. I hope you're happy, Gleeful, for dazzling me with your magical powers and rendering me with severe memory loss.
My mom and I took a walk around the botanical garden with my friend Casey and her mom. We broke in through a gate that was locked but had a wide enough space for us to squeeze through. Hehe rebels we are. Anywho, here are some pictures from our grand endeavor!