Because I don't feel like doing my Wuthering Heights analysis. :)
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"You really need to stop fidgeting," she said from behind the easel.
It's not my fault that you don't have a camera.
"Just a little longer, I promise," the girl patiently assured.
Michael flashed her a skeptical look, but nevertheless went back to the bored look gazing out the window. Counting cars was starting to get a little bit tedious, so apparently looking at cloud shapes were going to satisfy boredom.
-20 minutes later-
"Thanks for modeling. I'm really sorry that I left my camera at home."
It's okay.
"Do you like the ice cream though?"
It's different from your usual payment.
"Shut up. I don't have enough time to bake you cookies. I have to be at the airport in an hour." The slightly disappointed look to the side told her that he already knew that last bit of information. She opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it and snuck a bite of her boyfriend's ice cream instead. He jerked it away and accidentally got some on her cheek. The alarmed look on her face melted away into a fit of laughter as he quickly patted himself for a napkin to try to wipe it off.
-30 minutes later-
"So when I get there, the first thing I need to do is buy a webcam and then we'll be able to chat online," he smiled and nodded as laced his fingers with hers. A comfortable silence interrupted their conversation. "Thanks for the ride to the airport by the way, babe." She tried to hide a small sniffle, but his sensitive ears picked it up and he gave her a worried glance. She was biting her lip and looking out the window, while a curtain of her brown hair covered the side of her face. He frowned and rubbed her hand with his thumb. She looked back at him and smiled with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, he let go of her hand and dug out his ipod from his jeans. He plugged it into his stereo and tried to multi-task while trying to scroll through it for a song.
Do you hear me talking to you?
Across the water
Across the deep blue ocean
Under the open sky
Oh my, baby I'm trying
She smiled and leaned over to peck him on the cheek.
-15 minutes later-
He tugged her on sleeve and pulled out something from his backpack. Her eyes widened and she looked up at him bewildered.
Sorry. I didn't get to really wrap it all fancy.
"So newspaper had to do? Haha..at least you're getting better at wrapping," she ripped it open and smiled at the present.
Turns out you don't have to buy it when you land after all.
She didn't want to cry in front of him and he knew it, so he immediately hugged her and kissed the top of her head. When she was about to disappear, she turned back and saw just in time Michael signing to her. She smiled and shyly signed back and then disappeared around the corner.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Me = Human Water Balloon
I've been retaining so much water lately that I've just been feeling like a human water balloon. Water water water...out bad germy germs. Out! =( Leeeeeeeeave.
It has come to my attention that 007 for Casino Royale after watching it a second time....just doesn't make any sense. o-o''
Another thing that has come to my attention is that I have the acceptance letter now for UC La Verne, Riverside and Cal Poly...Yes~
I also would like to try Eric Carle type of work. His cutouts are rather colorful and amusing. =) I came across some works that were similar of his, so I got interested. ^^
Anyways, tomorrow is the day that Starbucks is introducing their new size called Trenta and I'm going to try it. =) Let's see how it goes with a lemon pound cake. ^^
Okay...back to AP Government and what impact the Brown vs Board of Education had on the unconstitutional/constitutional aspects of American government history....yay~
It has come to my attention that 007 for Casino Royale after watching it a second time....just doesn't make any sense. o-o''
Another thing that has come to my attention is that I have the acceptance letter now for UC La Verne, Riverside and Cal Poly...Yes~
I also would like to try Eric Carle type of work. His cutouts are rather colorful and amusing. =) I came across some works that were similar of his, so I got interested. ^^
Anyways, tomorrow is the day that Starbucks is introducing their new size called Trenta and I'm going to try it. =) Let's see how it goes with a lemon pound cake. ^^
Okay...back to AP Government and what impact the Brown vs Board of Education had on the unconstitutional/constitutional aspects of American government history....yay~
Picture Diary #290
Holy crap..I want this in my future house. o-o'' Or at least at a place that's accessible for me. ;^;
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Chickenscratch #3
So Fae Mao wrote something (obviously, what I write is going to pale and shrivel up in fetal position compared to hers, but meh..not going to stop the shame from being revealed) and I just watched Love and Other Drugs and I'm in a prickly mood, so it's storytime children.
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"Fucking asshole! Why do I even bother with pieces of shit like you?!" SLAM!
"Because your taste in guy just happens to be hot pieces of shit." Stacey glared at her sister after she slammed the door in her current ex-boyfriend's face. Without even looking up from the current issue of Vogue, Fiona wagged an elegant finger at the currently temperamental brunette, "Glaring imaginary holes into my face isn't going to change your preference in males, sweetheart."
"Oh shut the fuck up, Fifi."
"Making my name sound like it belongs to a pampered, diamond-encrusted Pomeranian isn't going to work either, but whatever." She felt the cushion sink next to her as she read an article about Francesco Vezzoli's inspiration for his upcoming spring collection.
"Men are such pigs." Sigh. Here it comes.
"Then date a nice guy for once."
"Nick WAS nice."
"If you're going to continue on with the evening with clashing points, I'm going to go read in my room."
"Ugh..I just don't understand why they're all the same," Stacey said with a hitch in her voice. Sigh. It was all the same.
Fiona snatched a tissue box from the coffee table and placed it down her sister's general direction.
"He was charming and-" Blows nose. "funny and really' Blows nose. "gentleman like."
"Charming's usually just another word for man whore."
"Are you even listening to me?!" Yep. It was about time to grab the ice cream anyway. Fiona finally looked up from her magazine and at the mascara running down her sister's cheeks. Dear God, she needed to help her with the make-up later. She looked like a sobbing raccoon. Within 10 minutes, Vogue was neatly placed back on the kitchen counter along with a pile of bills, while Fiona was bent over a box near the TV hearing her sister sob out phrases of unsatisfied deeds that brawn and no brains would ever consider doing. "And..then" Sniff. "he said that" Sniff. "he'd want to try something new." Sniff.
"Did it ever occur to you that you were just being softened up for the potential of his own lust?" she said as she dug deeper into the box. Where was it?
"Well, it doesn't matter anymore. He's history. I'm so done with guys like him." Yeah right.
"Whatever you say, sweetie. Do you want John Tucker Must Die or Mean Girls?"
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"Fucking asshole! Why do I even bother with pieces of shit like you?!" SLAM!
"Because your taste in guy just happens to be hot pieces of shit." Stacey glared at her sister after she slammed the door in her current ex-boyfriend's face. Without even looking up from the current issue of Vogue, Fiona wagged an elegant finger at the currently temperamental brunette, "Glaring imaginary holes into my face isn't going to change your preference in males, sweetheart."
"Oh shut the fuck up, Fifi."
"Making my name sound like it belongs to a pampered, diamond-encrusted Pomeranian isn't going to work either, but whatever." She felt the cushion sink next to her as she read an article about Francesco Vezzoli's inspiration for his upcoming spring collection.
"Men are such pigs." Sigh. Here it comes.
"Then date a nice guy for once."
"Nick WAS nice."
"If you're going to continue on with the evening with clashing points, I'm going to go read in my room."
"Ugh..I just don't understand why they're all the same," Stacey said with a hitch in her voice. Sigh. It was all the same.
Fiona snatched a tissue box from the coffee table and placed it down her sister's general direction.
"He was charming and-" Blows nose. "funny and really' Blows nose. "gentleman like."
"Charming's usually just another word for man whore."
"Are you even listening to me?!" Yep. It was about time to grab the ice cream anyway. Fiona finally looked up from her magazine and at the mascara running down her sister's cheeks. Dear God, she needed to help her with the make-up later. She looked like a sobbing raccoon. Within 10 minutes, Vogue was neatly placed back on the kitchen counter along with a pile of bills, while Fiona was bent over a box near the TV hearing her sister sob out phrases of unsatisfied deeds that brawn and no brains would ever consider doing. "And..then" Sniff. "he said that" Sniff. "he'd want to try something new." Sniff.
"Did it ever occur to you that you were just being softened up for the potential of his own lust?" she said as she dug deeper into the box. Where was it?
"Well, it doesn't matter anymore. He's history. I'm so done with guys like him." Yeah right.
"Whatever you say, sweetie. Do you want John Tucker Must Die or Mean Girls?"
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Me = Waiting for Tea
Because I want black tea right now. Because I miss hanging out with Fae Mao. Because I miss hanging out with Ge Ge. Because I miss exercising without any kind of bodily injuries and the only thing I'd have to worry about is if I brought enough water. Because I want something simple and that very easy kind of day where you just don't really need anything else, but your friends because you know that you can have the simplest time with your friends and it's good enough. Because I don't need a guy in my life or a relationship. I really don't. It's a plus I guess, but I don't.
Because the guy I can't help, but like at the very end of the day, just doesn't get it. It's nice that he wants to talk. It's nice that he wants to call, but I'm just too much of a bitch to really want what he wants when he wants it, even if I can't talk to him. Even if I can't be on the phone.
I'm in the kind of mood where nothing I do is good enough for myself..where if I just sit and do nothing, I feel like I'm waiting for something and I have no idea what the hell I'm waiting for. At the end of the day, I just don't care enough, and that scares the shit out of me. Not caring enough really scares me, up to a point where I feel like if I just wait long enough...I'm just the lazy one hoping that something will happen to me. Because when it comes down to it, I'm not the one in the Bruno Mars hat slanting sideways in the oversized collared button down shirt and boots with the dream life in my studio apartment. I'm the one in my senior hoodie and sweats, listening to Bruno Mars being judgmental with Wuthering Heights next to me, while having just finished Love and Other Drugs.
Having self-pity is a fucking disease. I really hate it. Yeah yeah yeah, shut up. I know I'm up to my ears in it. Fucking irony can go to hell along with the sarcasm.
P.S. It's a little weird thinking in cuss words when I personally don't say it anymore. Interesting.....whatever. I'm too annoyed to care.
Because the guy I can't help, but like at the very end of the day, just doesn't get it. It's nice that he wants to talk. It's nice that he wants to call, but I'm just too much of a bitch to really want what he wants when he wants it, even if I can't talk to him. Even if I can't be on the phone.
I'm in the kind of mood where nothing I do is good enough for myself..where if I just sit and do nothing, I feel like I'm waiting for something and I have no idea what the hell I'm waiting for. At the end of the day, I just don't care enough, and that scares the shit out of me. Not caring enough really scares me, up to a point where I feel like if I just wait long enough...I'm just the lazy one hoping that something will happen to me. Because when it comes down to it, I'm not the one in the Bruno Mars hat slanting sideways in the oversized collared button down shirt and boots with the dream life in my studio apartment. I'm the one in my senior hoodie and sweats, listening to Bruno Mars being judgmental with Wuthering Heights next to me, while having just finished Love and Other Drugs.
Having self-pity is a fucking disease. I really hate it. Yeah yeah yeah, shut up. I know I'm up to my ears in it. Fucking irony can go to hell along with the sarcasm.
P.S. It's a little weird thinking in cuss words when I personally don't say it anymore. Interesting.....whatever. I'm too annoyed to care.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Me = Still Phlegmy
Yummy....So derricious. Phlegm. Yum.
God-send-ly awful feelings while I'm coughing out half my voice box. Faaantastic. Absolutely such a maagical darned feeling. Yesh.
ANYWAYS in super happy fun time news...oooh waaait, there is no super happy fun time news. Ge Ge's going to Vegas for the weekend. I'm going to the eye doctor tomorrow and then a meeting and then a birthday thing and then class and then another birthday thing on Sunday...this is going to be fracking wonderful if I was just up for the darn birthday celebrations.........
It all rounds back to the same thing. My week is phlegm flavored. Yayyyyy~ No. Screw you stupid cold. I enjoy non-coughing/headache days. Grr~
P.S. Wuthering Heights is such a depressing book. After Cathy dies and you read Heathcliff's reaction, it just gets boring.
P.S.S. Pride and Prejudice better be a zillion times better because depressing school books are so stupidly overrated.
P.S.S.S. It has come to my attention that my vocabulary is much more colorful when I'm sick. Either that or I'm just an overall more angry person when I'm sick. Yes......
God-send-ly awful feelings while I'm coughing out half my voice box. Faaantastic. Absolutely such a maagical darned feeling. Yesh.
ANYWAYS in super happy fun time news...oooh waaait, there is no super happy fun time news. Ge Ge's going to Vegas for the weekend. I'm going to the eye doctor tomorrow and then a meeting and then a birthday thing and then class and then another birthday thing on Sunday...this is going to be fracking wonderful if I was just up for the darn birthday celebrations.........
It all rounds back to the same thing. My week is phlegm flavored. Yayyyyy~ No. Screw you stupid cold. I enjoy non-coughing/headache days. Grr~
P.S. Wuthering Heights is such a depressing book. After Cathy dies and you read Heathcliff's reaction, it just gets boring.
P.S.S. Pride and Prejudice better be a zillion times better because depressing school books are so stupidly overrated.
P.S.S.S. It has come to my attention that my vocabulary is much more colorful when I'm sick. Either that or I'm just an overall more angry person when I'm sick. Yes......
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Me = Bedridden....
Sounds like I'm dying, but it sure feels like it. At least I can sit up for a good 2 hours straight now....although I can't stand up for more than 10 minutes. =.= Isn't that pathetic?......Khhh~ So uncomfortable...well at least the fever's gone....I'm...starting to get a little dizzy now...so I think I'll drink some water and lie back down.. x.x
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Sketchbook #27
Jason Chen from YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/user/miniachilles (his YouTube account)
http://www.facebook.com/JasonChenMusic (his Facebook)
http://twitter.com/miniachilles (his Twitter)
Friday, January 14, 2011
Me = One More Semester To Go! =)
So my art project is finished! ^^
All my finals are finished too and there's 3 day weekend. =)
All my finals are finished too and there's 3 day weekend. =)
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Mini Cookbook Entry #7
http://www.joyofbaking.com/ChocolateTruffles.html
I think that I'm very interested in making this in the future. Maybe for Valentine's Day? Not sure, but it seems like a very amusing train of thought and idea.
If this fails though, it's going to really suck. =.= Anyways, stay positive. Whew. No, I think it'll be fun actually to at least try the recipe out. Why not? =)
I think that I'm very interested in making this in the future. Maybe for Valentine's Day? Not sure, but it seems like a very amusing train of thought and idea.
If this fails though, it's going to really suck. =.= Anyways, stay positive. Whew. No, I think it'll be fun actually to at least try the recipe out. Why not? =)
Mini Cookbook Entry #6
http://www.joyofbaking.com/RoyalIcing.html
Icing turns out is actually very easily made. =)
Royal Icing Using Egg Whites:
2 large (60 grams) egg whites
2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice
3 cups (330 grams) confectioners (powdered or icing) sugar, sifted
Read more: http://www.joyofbaking.com/RoyalIcing.html#ixzz1AiWJeE8q
Icing turns out is actually very easily made. =)
Royal Icing Using Egg Whites:
2 large (60 grams) egg whites
2 teaspoons fresh lemon juice
3 cups (330 grams) confectioners (powdered or icing) sugar, sifted
Read more: http://www.joyofbaking.com/RoyalIcing.html#ixzz1AiWJeE8q
Monday, January 10, 2011
Me = Prepared for Battle
I has just come to my attention that this week is Finals week. -deeply breathes- Hmph. I can do this. Bring it. 3.2 GPA. I am so totally going to do it. Bring it! D=<
P.S. That is a determined face. Not an intensely pissed off face. If I was pissed off. There would be capped, bold words scorching the screen. That is all. Good night.
P.S. That is a determined face. Not an intensely pissed off face. If I was pissed off. There would be capped, bold words scorching the screen. That is all. Good night.
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Me = Hanging At Hollywood
So I went on a 6 mile hike at Hollywood and totally got a picture with the sign. =) It was wonderful and fun and awesome and many other positive adjectives that seem to escape my now searching, scrambling mind.
I was...at...Hollywood and also saw a great view of downtown LA, complete with a thin veil of smog. It was better than it sounds. I am totally serious because I am an absolute sucker for views. =) I wanted to imagine it when it was at night, but I was informed that it probably wasn't as attractive as I pictured it.
Anyways, I got to be more than halfway done with my art project's realism portion. I plan to make a proportion project with a deck of cards. I wonder how to design them. I think I'll go have fun with it. =)
I was...at...Hollywood and also saw a great view of downtown LA, complete with a thin veil of smog. It was better than it sounds. I am totally serious because I am an absolute sucker for views. =) I wanted to imagine it when it was at night, but I was informed that it probably wasn't as attractive as I pictured it.
Anyways, I got to be more than halfway done with my art project's realism portion. I plan to make a proportion project with a deck of cards. I wonder how to design them. I think I'll go have fun with it. =)
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Me = New Year Reflection
I wish to become more patient. My New Year's wish was simply to just be able to learn something new every day. Even if it was the slightest little thing that seems like it wouldn't make a big difference, I'd be fine with it. Just something. I really want to be able to see the world in a better light. It still seems a little pessimistic now, but it's better than last year I think. Optimism. Optimism. Optimism. I think I can do it. I need to at least try and give it a shot. Yes....give it a shot.
So there was a New Year's Eve party too and we ended up not being able to countdown with the rest of the world, but we estimated and it was...about the same time..haha. =) It's all right though. It may have started out a bit on the low side, but there's nowhere to go but up once you've reached a low. I have to be able to do it, if not for myself then at least for the people who have faith in me and support me. I have to at least do it for them.
I have a very very kind Ge Ge. He tried to cheer me up with some card magic tricks and a few games of Big 2, even though it started with only the two of us for about 30 minutes. Thank you. Heart. =) You really do make my day and make me smile, even when it seems like there's little to smile about.
I've done many new things in the year of 2010. Onward to 2011. Onward to a more independent future and more learning and discovering and becoming! I can do it! Stay positive! .........................................Please?
So there was a New Year's Eve party too and we ended up not being able to countdown with the rest of the world, but we estimated and it was...about the same time..haha. =) It's all right though. It may have started out a bit on the low side, but there's nowhere to go but up once you've reached a low. I have to be able to do it, if not for myself then at least for the people who have faith in me and support me. I have to at least do it for them.
I have a very very kind Ge Ge. He tried to cheer me up with some card magic tricks and a few games of Big 2, even though it started with only the two of us for about 30 minutes. Thank you. Heart. =) You really do make my day and make me smile, even when it seems like there's little to smile about.
I've done many new things in the year of 2010. Onward to 2011. Onward to a more independent future and more learning and discovering and becoming! I can do it! Stay positive! .........................................Please?
Me = Christmas Reflection
Went to a family thing in the morning on Xmas Eve.
Went to a Potluck afterwards.
Movies, games, food until like 4am.
Mom was at friend's house.
Sister was at friend's house.
Dad was out hanging out with his friends.
In the end....hm..I spent Christmas with people I saw as family after all anyway, so it was nice. I wanted to spend it with at least some people in my family though..seeing as this is the last year that we're going to stick together and actually physically be here in the same house together, but I suppose...it was a foolish, childish wish. Defeated by a naive, little train of thought.
I'm trying to really be there for Olivia. She's starting to wander off on her own little road. Soon, she'll be the only family left I have. I have to be able to be there for her. Hopefully, I'll do a decent enough job. High school without a mother. I really can't imagine it, therefore, hopefully, she won't have to. I just have to try my best. Please give me strength to do it.
Went to a Potluck afterwards.
Movies, games, food until like 4am.
Mom was at friend's house.
Sister was at friend's house.
Dad was out hanging out with his friends.
In the end....hm..I spent Christmas with people I saw as family after all anyway, so it was nice. I wanted to spend it with at least some people in my family though..seeing as this is the last year that we're going to stick together and actually physically be here in the same house together, but I suppose...it was a foolish, childish wish. Defeated by a naive, little train of thought.
I'm trying to really be there for Olivia. She's starting to wander off on her own little road. Soon, she'll be the only family left I have. I have to be able to be there for her. Hopefully, I'll do a decent enough job. High school without a mother. I really can't imagine it, therefore, hopefully, she won't have to. I just have to try my best. Please give me strength to do it.
Me = Embarking Upon A New Journal Concept
I've been given a new journal from a New Year's Hot Pot event that I skipped out on due to horrible cramps and dizziness. You'll rue that day, you horrible cramps. You'll rue it.
Anyways, so Ge Ge had written me a really nice card with a very heart warming message on it and I'm keeping it somewhere safe. He apparently stuck it inside the journal's pocket...hiding it...the little bugger. The notecard, not him. xD -crickets chirping-...ANYWAYS..
So the concept is that I'm going to be writing an entry everyday until the end of the school year. In each entry, the topic/message shall pertain to messages catered to Ge Ge. The card he wrote was really sweet and thoughtful, so I'm trying to give back equally pretty words...key word: trying. In other words, the journal shall be a OMAK journal with mini letters that I shall write to him from now until graduation. ^^
I want to try to do this for other people too. I think it'd be nice. I can practice my writing on a daily basis and practice rejoicing and OMAK-ing others daily as well. Hrm. I rather enjoy this idea. Yay!
Anyways, so Ge Ge had written me a really nice card with a very heart warming message on it and I'm keeping it somewhere safe. He apparently stuck it inside the journal's pocket...hiding it...the little bugger. The notecard, not him. xD -crickets chirping-...ANYWAYS..
So the concept is that I'm going to be writing an entry everyday until the end of the school year. In each entry, the topic/message shall pertain to messages catered to Ge Ge. The card he wrote was really sweet and thoughtful, so I'm trying to give back equally pretty words...key word: trying. In other words, the journal shall be a OMAK journal with mini letters that I shall write to him from now until graduation. ^^
I want to try to do this for other people too. I think it'd be nice. I can practice my writing on a daily basis and practice rejoicing and OMAK-ing others daily as well. Hrm. I rather enjoy this idea. Yay!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Me = National Pissed Off People Day
It wouldn't surprise me if this existed, but it seems to be this particular day in my world. Well..then again New York is just filled with mad people I heard. I pissed people in basketball today. I pissed this girl off at the gym today I think because I was practicing hip hop choreography with the music too loud. >.< I pissed off Fae Mao today while in the school parking lot, but decided to immediately drop it. >.< I pissed off my mother because she is displeased that my little sister was left alone for so long when she told me to go home earlier, which I think I didn't have to do since I already agreed to go exercise. So instead, I called her twice to check up on her, but it still ended up with her wanting to leave me outside when I called her to ask her to open the door when I got home. Fine...fine. I won't go exercise every Tuesday now. It slightly irritates me, but I can understand, so I won't be completely against it.
My little sister gave me this website. It's pretty interesting.
http://www.brownielocks.com/month2.html
[note to self: visit when in need of a laugh]
My little sister gave me this website. It's pretty interesting.
http://www.brownielocks.com/month2.html
[note to self: visit when in need of a laugh]
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