So I finally figured out that I could actually get webhosting from UCSD. Might as well use up the school's resources because I'm paying hecka for my education right?

Anywho, you need to know html to design your site, and I haven't meddled with html since I was 14 and using Geocities. As a result, I decided to check out my old geocities site/pages/images, and what really surprised me was how much of a dork I was.

I used to "blog" on there and write every little detail of my day, which was ridiculous, but something I did, and wow. Some of the things I said were mean, but funny to laugh at.

I then looked at my sub-pages and realized how big of a loser, and how weeeeeeird I was. o_o; I created a page to talk about the grooves on a scientific calculator. wth.

Then I decided to check out my guestbook, and saw that most of the messages were spammed up by porno sites like voyeur-sexxx.com and upskirtsexx.com. Please don't go there. I don't even know what they are, but you'll probably get massive viruses to totally kill your computer.

So like, wowowowow.

All in all, I learned that I was a loser 14 year old girl. Man, those were the years. And I really didn't understand why people even went to my site in the first place, but it still makes me laugh. Andddd, my old diaryentries really make you remember the old days. Perhaps I should begin with that again. o_o; We'll see how lazy I get. hehe. adieu and the end.

My house is a sauna. I never thought I could sweat so much for not moving, jeebar. Cold showers are nice, but once you get out and decide to relax on the leather sofa, you realize that the couch is really really hot. o_o; I'd turn the aircon on, but it sucks all of the power away from the fishtank needed to make the bubbles inside, and well, the fish need the air. u_u

Work doesn't make it any better. Since everyone likes to go to well air-conditioned places when it's hecka hot to conserve nrg, what better place to go than to a place that sells markdown clothing, right? Of course. Because of this mentality, my store was extremely crowded today and of course, with all the excess body heat, the place I worked at was hecka stuffy too! It doesn't get any better than seeing a sales associate trying to sell you clothes and look happy when she can't breathe correctly and has a massive headache from the heat. mmmmhm.

Oh yeah, I think my manager people are trying to tell me something by constantly assigning me to the lingerie department. Heck, I'm not even sure if I spelled that correctly. Perhaps they're telling me that I  need new underclothes. :[ Nonetheless, it doesn't serve me greater joy than to be buried in piles of underwear. :[ Alsooooo, after picking up the hundreds of underwear and seeing all of the different styles, I honestly do not believe that underwear that is extralarge x3 should make thongs and other mesh-y type underwear, because that is simply g-nasty. Boy am I mean.

Is it possible to get papercuts from working with clothing? Ohhh yeah. :[  

 

PS, as a side note, I'd also like to mention how funny I think it is that I now own perhaps 200 shirts of the exact same style. Oh what to do, what to do. :]

I really hate how the crappy g-rated music that plays at the place I work gets stuck in my head every time. Now the awful thing about it is that it's not just one song that gets stuck, but the entire playlist gets stuck and plays over and over in my head. o_o; The music ranges from jazz and horrible elevator music, to early 90s, and Gwen Stefani. So yeah, that's about it.

 

One of the songs I find most annoying is one I thought the lyrics were, "It's the music apple juice", and srsly, if those were the real lyrics, you'd realize what a stupid and horrible sounding song the song would be.

Since I hated the song thatt much and had to prove to myself that it can't be that stupid, I checked up the actual lyrics.

Shoe Shine Remix from the Gorillaz. >:000 Frikin gorillaz had to sing that horrible song. :[[[

And okay, the actual lyrics are "It's the music that we choose," but still, you have to admit the tune of the song is really annoying.

 

I do love, though, how the lyrics are commonly misheard as "It's amusing that we're Jews." Purely brilliant. 

Anywho, on a bright note, I got paiiiiiid. :] I guess I'm goin' to the bank tomorrow. :]]] 

I've never been one to read. All throughout my childhood, my sister was the bookworm and I simply wasn't. If anything when we were young and had to go to the library every day during the summer since no one could take care of us, I looked at the childish books, and on occasion, I'd pick up a Babysitter's Club or Hank the Cowdog book and read it (as if that weren't kiddy). And to make it even worse, I was never really interested in the actual books in the Scholastic Bookorders, though I loved receiving a new one every month. How weird is that.

 

Anywho, since I gave my 2 weeks notice today (yay!) and am free until Saturday, unless I manage to talk my way out of it ( :] ), where was I? Ahh

So anyway, since I possibly have a lot more free time before I go back to SD, I thought I'd get myself up off my lazy and eyes away from the tube, and head on over to the library to grab a book to READ. weeeird.

Book of choice?

East of Eden

Why?

Because Steinback is not a bad guy, and his other books were good, even if I was forced to read them for school. PLUS, I'd like to understand a bit more of Meg & Dia's Monster lyrics, and well, I just hear it's an overall good story. I bet it'd be a much faster read since I don't have to analyze the book and write an essay. :]

My new goal. Cheerio!

I I I I I I I I, why yes, I do say I a lot.

 

 

I need to learn how to lie.

I need to lose my conscience.

I need to develop thicker skin, not physically of course.

I need to become less sensitive.

I need to stop taking what my mum says into such consideration.

 

I am weaksauce. Who the hell taught me to be this way? And why do I care so much about what people think?

I am just like lime jello.

Being sappy is great. Rare posts like this finally make my tabulas feel a bit more personal. :]

 

It is really refreshing to see an old, familiar face. I remember back in the day when Jenny and I were so tight, that we were called Laverne and Shirley by our Track coach.

We really have gone our separate ways with college and all, and I know that my mother teases and likes to say I'm hanging out with my "rich" friend, or that others sometimes say her judgment may lapse, but I gotta say, it was really nice getting to meet up with her after almost a year.

You never realize how much you miss a person until you're with 'em again. And even though you haven't seen or spoken to the person in such a long time due to scheduling conflicts or simple busyness, you are still able to pick up the conversation and continue with non-stop talking until time is up. But I derno, I guess it's just really nice to know that I've managed to break some of the walls I build to create at least this one strong relationship.

Though Jenny has changed immensely and how our relationship is obviously not as close as it used to be, I do believe the feelings I had for her when we were inseparable still remain. Still love the girl :]

And as a reflection upon myself, I like to think that I'm not as cold as I tend to be. Why, it seems I do not push everyone away. teehee. One more step to growing. Anywho, goodnight.

 

ps jenny if you do happen to take some time away to read this, ilu. :]

It's always funny see the reaction of people's faces when they see my Driver's License photo.

 

So I finally decided to create a Savings account because the monies in my checking was obviously not going anywhere. I didn't create the savings in my original bank account, though. I decided to go to a different bank, and boyyyy, that Personal banker boy was hecka surprised to see my Driver's License. How he reacted? Ohh, well. He moved back, away from my card and said, "WOAH!".

Gee thanks Steven Yang, Personal Banker. >:0 By the way, your penmanship is ugly. grrrr!

Srsly, I know it's ugly. Don't have to rub it in. pffff I have great reasoning as to why I looked so horrible in it, mmhm.

I know the guy was probably giving me a complement by saying that I don't look as grotesque as in my Driver's License, but wow. The guy nearly fell off his chair. :[  

 

So anywho, that's a lesson to us all. Don't tell a person he/she looks hideous in her ID cards, especially if the card must be kept for 4+ years. :[

Soo . . it's really weird. I'm sure that the majority of kiddos are moving back to SD like . . tomorrow. Some are even there and moved in already.

And here I am not even packed.

 

I guess since I'm going to miss out on all of the festivities, I'm gonna be a mean and surly little girl and hope that it rains all day and night there so the outdoor dances will be all wet and muddy. :[ grrrr It's not like those dances are any special though. The last time I went to them, it was just a bunch of freshmen kiddos trying to make new friends, even though you will neverrr remember anyone you met's names or faces. Soooo, whatever :] I still hope it rains.

but oh, save some rain so I can use my cute pink umbrella when I'm there. :D

 

 

ohbtw watermelon where are you

My parents always like to call me a lucky girl. They like to take me to casinos so I get bored out of my mind, because they seem to win more when I'm there. They always want me to choose lottery numbers and such because they usually pick up a few bucks.

So todayyy, the Harvest Moon Festival over in Arcadia park was giving out its yearly car, and I am finally old enough to enter in the silly raffles. Of course my parents wake me up at 10 in the morning so I can go pick up the goodies and enter in the raffle.

 

I gotta say, those things are usually not worth it. You know, waiting outside listening to horrible musical performances and having rude people constantly pushing and shoving you, but haha, I actually won something. No I didn't win the car (sad, I know, because I could've totally paid for college :[ ) but at least I didn't go home empty handed.

Anywho, so my prize was kinda ridiculous so I guess I'll sell it. I'm sure plenty of people want discounted Magic Mountain tickets, right? :[ eBaY and Facebook Marketplace, here I come.

It was my sister's birthday yesterday.

Because of it, I feel fat and am awaiting a massive food coma. Oh wait, that already happened.

Thanks, Karen.

I still love you.

I gotta say, moving is really tiring. First there is the packing and searching for 10 lost 3M sticky hooks. Then there is the searching for the darn surge protector. After all of this ridiculousness, you head out, are halfway there and then you realize, Oh shit, I forgot my mug, spoon and bowl.

Once you start unpacking, you really don't want to finish. Rather, you knock on old friend's doors to catch up for hours on end. What a way to spend a day. Srsly.

And after running around all day, you shower, take the contacts off, and just as you reach for the glasses to put on, you've then stumbled upon yet another obstacle. Where the hell are my glasses?

 

 

That was the big question.  I was fearful that I had left them at home. If that were so, I'd be horribly sad, and well, blind. I searched for about 30 minutes through all of my bags, duffel, drawers, and everything and simply couldn't find it. I call Karen to search at home. After giving up, I decide to lie on my pillow and, 'my, what a hard, uncomfortable pillow!' You know why? It was because I stuck my glasses box inside my pillow cover with my pillow and bear.

It seriously is times like these where I hate myself. u_u

 

 

Anywho, everyone seems to start classes tomorrow, but boy, I just don't have any on Thursdays, unless you count my Freshman Seminar. That's right, I'm in a FRESHMAN seminar. But my seminar only meets three times starting October something. Just what am I gonna do tomorrow? Everyone will be in class and no one can play with me. what lamesauce

I think I've forgotten how to use a pencil. That is all I have to say.