it's a friday night and instead of frolicking at a party i organized two weeks ago, i'm at home struggling over an analysis on chomsky and the following random and time-consuming tidbits.
good deed: i created a blog for my youngest sis, britt (who of my five siblins i would say i identify most with). it was my attempt to divert her wasteful time spent on mysapace and hopefully will inspire her to write often. she's a seventh grader going through that rollercoaster ride of emotions as a pre-teen. it's a bit scary but i'm also hoping that reading her blog will help me understand what she's going through and possibly be a better sister at the same time. well, i read her first three posts and couldn't stop laughing. she's very honest, and i'm glad. she dedicated a whole post to describing each sibling and i have to say i'm sort of shocked to read what she thinks of us, big sibs. she's the youngest and i forget how much we boss and bully her so after this post i'm going to give her a big hug.
the debate: is it possible to change the world and date at the same time? as was the discussion i just had with my friend rei.
big events: revlon run for women and asian pacific american book fest tomorrow.
summer travel: i've decided on south america!
big days coming. splendid night, friends.
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Friday, May 11, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
sunday tidbits (my diversion from studying for midterms)
i've been thinking..
the only upside to this gloomy weather is drinking warm soy chai (for free, thanks tim).
a nervous habit of mine: using like a bajillion times in every other sentence.
last weekend i went out to dinner with old h.s. friends. one had just broken up with her bf and in spite of all the uplifting words that attempted to come out of my mouth, nothing seemed to boost her spirits. it only worsened when her steak was served. on the verge of tears she said it was difficult to eat because her (now ex-)bf used to cut her meat for her. i laughed and passed on the most confused look to the party of 15. i assume that's better than telling her how pathetic i thought she was acting and how she managed to survive cutting her own meat for the past 19 years she's lived without him. i also thought about presenting her with the good ol' option of vegetarianism, but figured i could wait till dessert.
my analysis of The Log from the Sea of Cortez is lagging.
and i'm about thirty terms short of memory for my political theory exam.
i find it discouraging when talking to my parents about my future. makes me want to cry every time. they want me to go one way; i can't help but want the other. and what's tough is explaining that or more realistically, them accepting it.
i'm ready for spring break. looking forward to lying on the shores of san diego.
i wish it was june 1st. judgment day for gu and my life for the following two years. also, twenty-nine days closer to my bday.
i've been running on pcc's track these days. great remedy for stress and good exercise (something you don't hear too often).
alright, i should stop trying to run from studying.
happy easter, folks.
the only upside to this gloomy weather is drinking warm soy chai (for free, thanks tim).
a nervous habit of mine: using like a bajillion times in every other sentence.
last weekend i went out to dinner with old h.s. friends. one had just broken up with her bf and in spite of all the uplifting words that attempted to come out of my mouth, nothing seemed to boost her spirits. it only worsened when her steak was served. on the verge of tears she said it was difficult to eat because her (now ex-)bf used to cut her meat for her. i laughed and passed on the most confused look to the party of 15. i assume that's better than telling her how pathetic i thought she was acting and how she managed to survive cutting her own meat for the past 19 years she's lived without him. i also thought about presenting her with the good ol' option of vegetarianism, but figured i could wait till dessert.
my analysis of The Log from the Sea of Cortez is lagging.
and i'm about thirty terms short of memory for my political theory exam.
i find it discouraging when talking to my parents about my future. makes me want to cry every time. they want me to go one way; i can't help but want the other. and what's tough is explaining that or more realistically, them accepting it.
i'm ready for spring break. looking forward to lying on the shores of san diego.
i wish it was june 1st. judgment day for gu and my life for the following two years. also, twenty-nine days closer to my bday.
i've been running on pcc's track these days. great remedy for stress and good exercise (something you don't hear too often).
alright, i should stop trying to run from studying.
happy easter, folks.
Monday, April 02, 2007
i'm such a goof
OK, this anecdote is totally cheesy but I'm going share it anyway because I'm sure there are some (if not a few) who've felt the same way...
I had just gotten out of class and was walking towards the parking lot when I noticed a really good looking guy walking towards my direction. Usually out of embarrassment I look the other way but this time it was too late before we caught eyes and he smiled and said "whatsup." In shock I just kept on walking and couldn't help but smile the whole way to my car.
I had just gotten out of class and was walking towards the parking lot when I noticed a really good looking guy walking towards my direction. Usually out of embarrassment I look the other way but this time it was too late before we caught eyes and he smiled and said "whatsup." In shock I just kept on walking and couldn't help but smile the whole way to my car.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Monday, March 26, 2007
ramblings on this weekend and the nearing spring break
insane weekend. activities included but not limited to: babysitting and getting locked in a room by a very sly 3 and a half year-old. not fun. luckily, i was able to take a half hour nap in justification for a need to rest and brainstorm ideas of how to pop open the lock. and so great of a nap that was as after i dozed, i felt energized and determined to twist the key knob with a book corner (very confusing) and the lock unsnapped. it was a great feeling. and later that night i went to a party. although my friend was celebrating his 24th, the festive event reminded me of a typical high school bash. the kind with bad music, lots of alcohol (though there was a great selection) and the needless drama of passouts and girlfriend-boyfriend fights. definitely not fun while sober.
today was much more relaxing. slept in, rested, watched a movie, and got a new pair of shoes. then spent several hours at a car dealership, which really felt like an eternity..perhaps the three most grueling hours of my life. just hearing my dad and jess talk drives me nuts. and this whole concept of caring so much about what car you drive and what it looks like and yaddi yadda is nonsense! it pains me to think of where so much of that money could have went, and for such better causes. ugh.
moving on. as an optimist i try to look towards the future. and that includes spring break which is coming up on the week of apr. 15th. i want to do something spontaneous. really, i just want to get out of this hole. i'm thinking about a road trip or buying a cheap plane ticket on jetblue and going to some place random and couch surfing throughout that area.
smell boston?
today was much more relaxing. slept in, rested, watched a movie, and got a new pair of shoes. then spent several hours at a car dealership, which really felt like an eternity..perhaps the three most grueling hours of my life. just hearing my dad and jess talk drives me nuts. and this whole concept of caring so much about what car you drive and what it looks like and yaddi yadda is nonsense! it pains me to think of where so much of that money could have went, and for such better causes. ugh.
moving on. as an optimist i try to look towards the future. and that includes spring break which is coming up on the week of apr. 15th. i want to do something spontaneous. really, i just want to get out of this hole. i'm thinking about a road trip or buying a cheap plane ticket on jetblue and going to some place random and couch surfing throughout that area.
smell boston?
Saturday, March 03, 2007
coming to terms with my "C" at the gym
I ran into a professor at the gym this morning. This was the same professor who gave me a C in his history class (when I really deserved an A) so I'm not particularly too fond of him either. Although, I still respect the man and make an effort to say "hi" every time in passing. The whole grade thing just screwed up my so-called "perfect" record of straight-A's. It was fun while it lasted, but what the heck..Talk about a stress-relieving cardio workout on the elipticals!
Friday, March 02, 2007
the simple pleasures of walking
Recent discovery: PCC has a shuttle that transports students from main campus to Goldline's Allen Station. This is pretty awesome considering I can hop on their van after class, get to the GL, and then to and from Boxer's office off Union Station. Thursdays I have class before and after the internship so it's quite convenient as I don't have to worry about moving my Highlander. Not so convenient is that the shuttle doesn't run Friday evenings. I discovered such news this evening, having waited forty minutes or so in the dark on Allen Street. Unsure of whether the shuttle was going to come, I just decided to walk. It was only a few blocks, and midway was the Pasadena Coffee Shop. I got a Mexican Latte (very good and cinnamon-y) and a discount from the nice barista. (I love nice people!) With warm drink in hand, I continued to the streets and thought of all the walking I did in DC, and how much I missed it. Here at home I have four wheels that I'm so dependent on to get me to wherever I want to go. I"ll complain if I can't find close parking. But walking tonight made me realize how pathetic and ironic it was to do so. The night was beautiful and calm, and the walk--very much needed from the suffocation of automobiles. It just felt good to walk, and I did so freely.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
goodbye winter, hello spring; happy new year
i may be a big nerd but i'm pretty bummed that my winter spanish and english classes are over. i learned so much in the past six weeks, and from really amazing and earnest professors as well. and also, met some really cool classmates. but i suppose i should relish the long weekend ahead because with tuesday comes a whole new semester and hectic schedule.
as it's looking i'm taking: Spanish 2, Political Theory, The U.S. and World Politics, Sociology of the Asian American, Critical Thinking and Argument, Modern Dance and Model UN.. So maybe it is a good idea if I don't think about school for a day or two..
events to look forward to--chinese new year, my aunt terry's baby shower, and a couple of catering events (a wedding and the academy awards!)
is it obvious that i have trouble doing 'nothing'?
gung hei faat choih,
con
as it's looking i'm taking: Spanish 2, Political Theory, The U.S. and World Politics, Sociology of the Asian American, Critical Thinking and Argument, Modern Dance and Model UN.. So maybe it is a good idea if I don't think about school for a day or two..
events to look forward to--chinese new year, my aunt terry's baby shower, and a couple of catering events (a wedding and the academy awards!)
is it obvious that i have trouble doing 'nothing'?
gung hei faat choih,
con
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Monday, January 08, 2007
the joy of new beginnings
It's my second year in college and I still get that first-day-of-school anxiety at the start of every year; this time it's every semester and I'd say more of an excitement. The thought of new beginnings--new classes, professors, classmates, readings, discoveries, crushes. I love 'em. And as usual, I'm loving my classes. This winter I'm taking courses in Spanish and English. We'll see how things go as the weeks progress; I don't know how much I'm going to love being on campus from 7:30 in the morning to 1:30 in the afternoon Mon throughFriday.
But I'm not complaining, I think it's wise to make use of the mornings and of course, only to make room to do other things, like work. Talkin' about new beginnings; today was also the first day of my internship at Senator Barbara Boxer's district office in downtown LA. It was a little surreal being in the Federal Building and being surrounded by people dressed in suits doing who knows what but seemingly something important, hearing the phone ring nonstop, and feeling that DC sentiment all over again. It was amazing. I spent some time answering phone calls and listening to concerned citizens and angry rants. Even though there was a lot of voiced opinions I disagreed with I was so inspired by that person's initiative to call. At least they're doing something! It's funny because as an activist associated with a number of progressive nonprofit organizations, I get these emails urging me to call my representative and occasionally I'll jot the number down but most of the time I just hit delete. Email, OK, I can do that but picking up the phone to call some long-distance number and say what?? is a bit intimidating. Another thing I did was sort through Senator Boxer's mail. This was interesting because I wanted to read every letter she received, and it was a Monday so there were tons! Most of the letters dealt with immigration, the war in Iraq and social security. One person sent the senator a random home photograph, another a Christmas card that read, "Please, don't give our kids coal." The thought and time people put into a little political activism says a lot. People actually care!
Riding the Metro Goldline from Pasadena to Union Station is indeed another highlight of the internship. It gives me time to read, reflect, enjoy beautiful scenery, talk to people..and possibly find my perfect match? Ha! As I boarded the train today I sat across this middle-aged man wearing a security shirt for MSNBC or so I remember. I asked him if he knew how long the walk from Union Station was to the Federal Building. He rambled a little bit, confident of what he was saying but also unsure of the direction he was giving. At the same time he was flipping the cover of some fancy phone, the palm-pilot kind of with email, messaging, camera, all that technical stuff. He told me about how he the guy he was talking to on the ride left it and how he didn't know what to do or how to use the phone. I took hold of the phone, pressed a button and the screen appeared. My initial instinct was to search the phone's address book for a house number and called it. The mom of the owner picked up and seemed worried. I gave her my cell number and reassured her that I'd return the phone as soon as her son called. The man sensed that I knew what to do and thanked me for taking care of it all (even though he's really to thank) and on his way out he stopped and said, "You know what, I think you'll like this guy. He's young, good-looking, seems smart. Maybe you two will hit it off." I laughed, excited and thinking how movie-like the whole situation seemed but at the same time I wasn't going to get excited over nothing so I tried to think of something else on the ride to downtown LA, like how much I was looking forward to getting a call from this boy. ..fast forward a few hours after finally talking to him, the internship, tea at Zephyr, dinner with Jenny, and then I go to drop off the phone at his house, which turns out to be a house I pass almost every day on the way to school. I rang the doorbell (this is around 9pm) and he opens the door, and is really cute. I hand him his phone, he says thanks and I try to spark a little conversation but it's a bit awkward. We shake hands and I drive away.
Jenny was outraged that he didn't give me at least 50 bucks for graciously returning his MDA; I was sad that that would be the end of it. But when I got home I got a call from him. He apologized for not thanking me enough and tried to explain how shocked he was at the fact that someone actually returned his phone. Then he asked if he could take me out to lunch! I know, I know this is so cheesy but I'm really looking forward to it.
But I'm not complaining, I think it's wise to make use of the mornings and of course, only to make room to do other things, like work. Talkin' about new beginnings; today was also the first day of my internship at Senator Barbara Boxer's district office in downtown LA. It was a little surreal being in the Federal Building and being surrounded by people dressed in suits doing who knows what but seemingly something important, hearing the phone ring nonstop, and feeling that DC sentiment all over again. It was amazing. I spent some time answering phone calls and listening to concerned citizens and angry rants. Even though there was a lot of voiced opinions I disagreed with I was so inspired by that person's initiative to call. At least they're doing something! It's funny because as an activist associated with a number of progressive nonprofit organizations, I get these emails urging me to call my representative and occasionally I'll jot the number down but most of the time I just hit delete. Email, OK, I can do that but picking up the phone to call some long-distance number and say what?? is a bit intimidating. Another thing I did was sort through Senator Boxer's mail. This was interesting because I wanted to read every letter she received, and it was a Monday so there were tons! Most of the letters dealt with immigration, the war in Iraq and social security. One person sent the senator a random home photograph, another a Christmas card that read, "Please, don't give our kids coal." The thought and time people put into a little political activism says a lot. People actually care!
Riding the Metro Goldline from Pasadena to Union Station is indeed another highlight of the internship. It gives me time to read, reflect, enjoy beautiful scenery, talk to people..and possibly find my perfect match? Ha! As I boarded the train today I sat across this middle-aged man wearing a security shirt for MSNBC or so I remember. I asked him if he knew how long the walk from Union Station was to the Federal Building. He rambled a little bit, confident of what he was saying but also unsure of the direction he was giving. At the same time he was flipping the cover of some fancy phone, the palm-pilot kind of with email, messaging, camera, all that technical stuff. He told me about how he the guy he was talking to on the ride left it and how he didn't know what to do or how to use the phone. I took hold of the phone, pressed a button and the screen appeared. My initial instinct was to search the phone's address book for a house number and called it. The mom of the owner picked up and seemed worried. I gave her my cell number and reassured her that I'd return the phone as soon as her son called. The man sensed that I knew what to do and thanked me for taking care of it all (even though he's really to thank) and on his way out he stopped and said, "You know what, I think you'll like this guy. He's young, good-looking, seems smart. Maybe you two will hit it off." I laughed, excited and thinking how movie-like the whole situation seemed but at the same time I wasn't going to get excited over nothing so I tried to think of something else on the ride to downtown LA, like how much I was looking forward to getting a call from this boy. ..fast forward a few hours after finally talking to him, the internship, tea at Zephyr, dinner with Jenny, and then I go to drop off the phone at his house, which turns out to be a house I pass almost every day on the way to school. I rang the doorbell (this is around 9pm) and he opens the door, and is really cute. I hand him his phone, he says thanks and I try to spark a little conversation but it's a bit awkward. We shake hands and I drive away.
Jenny was outraged that he didn't give me at least 50 bucks for graciously returning his MDA; I was sad that that would be the end of it. But when I got home I got a call from him. He apologized for not thanking me enough and tried to explain how shocked he was at the fact that someone actually returned his phone. Then he asked if he could take me out to lunch! I know, I know this is so cheesy but I'm really looking forward to it.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
saturday profile
morning goal: complete personal statements
weather: nice and breezy outside; nice and warm inside (our heater is finally working!)
setting: living room is disastrous, empty beer bottles and all (the typical aftermath of my party-going housemates)
mood: looking forward to lunch in georgetown with some new friends this afternoon, work this evening, and hopefully a good movie or dance afterwards
music: rilo kiley- the execution of all things
weather: nice and breezy outside; nice and warm inside (our heater is finally working!)
setting: living room is disastrous, empty beer bottles and all (the typical aftermath of my party-going housemates)
mood: looking forward to lunch in georgetown with some new friends this afternoon, work this evening, and hopefully a good movie or dance afterwards
music: rilo kiley- the execution of all things
Monday, October 16, 2006
some senseless blurb
i'm really bored with my look. i'm thinking about going for a perm or perhaps some bangs. new look for new season, ya think?
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