For the past days, weeks, and months, I've been living on a day-to-day basis. I wake up in the morning (sometimes feeling like P. Diddy, sometimes not) and tell myself that today will be a good day, yet whether it is or not seems to be completely out of my control at times. I don't know how, but I know that my days would certainly be better with you still in my life.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
fast car
I don't usually like The Dream's songs, but I love the beat on this one.
Hope everyone is having a great day today! I'm taking a short blogger break before I do my writing assignment on A Doll's House and breeze through my piano homework. Every time I tell someone I have piano homework, they usually reply with something along the lines of, "What?! Piano homework?" But yes, we do have homework for piano class! It's usually just a small packet about theory and whatnot. Not too difficult!
I got into bed around 12:40 last night, expecting to lay in bed for hours, not being able to fall asleep, but it turns out that it was much easier than I expected, and I even woke up early enough this morning to have the pleasure of being able to press the "snooze" button and get another ten minutes of shut-eye. Surprisingly, I'm not tired at all! Well, maybe a little. Anyway, it's back to homework for a bit, and then who knows what. Have a nice day, everyone!
Hope everyone is having a great day today! I'm taking a short blogger break before I do my writing assignment on A Doll's House and breeze through my piano homework. Every time I tell someone I have piano homework, they usually reply with something along the lines of, "What?! Piano homework?" But yes, we do have homework for piano class! It's usually just a small packet about theory and whatnot. Not too difficult!
I got into bed around 12:40 last night, expecting to lay in bed for hours, not being able to fall asleep, but it turns out that it was much easier than I expected, and I even woke up early enough this morning to have the pleasure of being able to press the "snooze" button and get another ten minutes of shut-eye. Surprisingly, I'm not tired at all! Well, maybe a little. Anyway, it's back to homework for a bit, and then who knows what. Have a nice day, everyone!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
120bpm.
I had a real swell conversation with this girl tonight.
K: aw..
K: yanno what.
K: I think you're the kind of guy that girls secretly want.
K: Right now, they're just doing what everyone else is, but at the end of the day, they want someone to just be themselves with.
K: I think that's you.
I sure hope you're right.
K: aw..
K: yanno what.
K: I think you're the kind of guy that girls secretly want.
K: Right now, they're just doing what everyone else is, but at the end of the day, they want someone to just be themselves with.
K: I think that's you.
I sure hope you're right.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Pepperlunch
Wednesday has always been one of my favorite days of the week for reasons unknown to me. Part of it may be that in the previous three years of high school, Wednesdays were always minimum days, but a much larger piece of the puzzle lies in the fact that it's precisely in the middle of the week, and needless to say, balance is the key to many things in life.
Today, I finally woke up before noon...sort of. My eyes saw daylight at around 11:30, but it wasn't until an hour later that I would haul my ass out of bed and get ready for the day. Before my ortho appointment, I ate a hearty plate of banh beo, which was somewhat bland as it was lacking dau xanh, and finished things off with a cinnamon cream-cheese bagel. After I showered and picked out my attire for the day (which included a shirt I wore for the first time), I proceeded to fix up my hair (which turned out very nice today, if I may say so) and clean my shoes (which also fit very well today).
3 P.M. struck, and I walked into my orthodontist's office only to find out that my appointment was actually set for 3:15. A little bit of extra waiting time was no big deal to me, however, as once my name was called, I was in and out of there in less than 5 minutes. All's well in my mouth, it seems, as my retainer wear is excellent and I only need to wear them at night now. Shhh, but that's what I've been doing ever since I got them!
Patrick and I made plans to go to Great Mall today, but as he wasn't ready by the time I got out of my appointment, I headed over to Jamba Juice off of King Road and used my $5 gift card to treat myself to a Protein Berry Workout, one of my personal favorites. Despite being in a somewhat "ghetto" neighborhood, the employees were a few of the nicest people I have ever encountered to the foodservice industry. Thanks for the smile, "Junior" and "random cute Asian coworker who's name I didn't quite catch!" Picked up Patrick and Michael afterward and headed to Great Mall, where we met up with Eric Or, Quang, and Aaron Pham. After a tour around the mall, Michael left for home while the rest of us drove over to Pepperlunch Japan, where I had some of the best Japanese-style beef I've had in awhile.
While we're on the topic of Japanese food, I must pay a tribute to last year's winter break. My parents and I drove to sunny Southern California on the first weekend of winter break to visit my siblings, and upon the first night of arriving, I was immediately surrounded by Japanese culture as we headed to Little Tokyo in Los Angeles, where we enjoyed dinner at a small homely restaurant by the name of Honda-ya, followed by a stroll through the gateway for some mochi. More details can be found in my blog archives; that weekend was such a memorable event for me in more ways than one, and something which I will never forget.
All-in-all, Wednesday turned out to be a day filled with spontaneity and pleasant surprises, and although I didn't buy anything at the mall, I did find something...or someone, rather: Melles! It was nice "meeting" her for the first time; ironically enough, we went to the same middle school, but never talked until now, when we go to separate high schools. She asked me if I wanted to hang out on Friday, and hopefully our plans to visit Chynna at SJSU and maybe grab some La Vic's goes through, because despite indulging myself in Mexican food twice last week, my cravings have come back in full force. For now, though, I'll settle for the leftover piece of chocolate cake in my refrigerator.
Goodnight!
Today, I finally woke up before noon...sort of. My eyes saw daylight at around 11:30, but it wasn't until an hour later that I would haul my ass out of bed and get ready for the day. Before my ortho appointment, I ate a hearty plate of banh beo, which was somewhat bland as it was lacking dau xanh, and finished things off with a cinnamon cream-cheese bagel. After I showered and picked out my attire for the day (which included a shirt I wore for the first time), I proceeded to fix up my hair (which turned out very nice today, if I may say so) and clean my shoes (which also fit very well today).
3 P.M. struck, and I walked into my orthodontist's office only to find out that my appointment was actually set for 3:15. A little bit of extra waiting time was no big deal to me, however, as once my name was called, I was in and out of there in less than 5 minutes. All's well in my mouth, it seems, as my retainer wear is excellent and I only need to wear them at night now. Shhh, but that's what I've been doing ever since I got them!
Patrick and I made plans to go to Great Mall today, but as he wasn't ready by the time I got out of my appointment, I headed over to Jamba Juice off of King Road and used my $5 gift card to treat myself to a Protein Berry Workout, one of my personal favorites. Despite being in a somewhat "ghetto" neighborhood, the employees were a few of the nicest people I have ever encountered to the foodservice industry. Thanks for the smile, "Junior" and "random cute Asian coworker who's name I didn't quite catch!" Picked up Patrick and Michael afterward and headed to Great Mall, where we met up with Eric Or, Quang, and Aaron Pham. After a tour around the mall, Michael left for home while the rest of us drove over to Pepperlunch Japan, where I had some of the best Japanese-style beef I've had in awhile.
While we're on the topic of Japanese food, I must pay a tribute to last year's winter break. My parents and I drove to sunny Southern California on the first weekend of winter break to visit my siblings, and upon the first night of arriving, I was immediately surrounded by Japanese culture as we headed to Little Tokyo in Los Angeles, where we enjoyed dinner at a small homely restaurant by the name of Honda-ya, followed by a stroll through the gateway for some mochi. More details can be found in my blog archives; that weekend was such a memorable event for me in more ways than one, and something which I will never forget.
All-in-all, Wednesday turned out to be a day filled with spontaneity and pleasant surprises, and although I didn't buy anything at the mall, I did find something...or someone, rather: Melles! It was nice "meeting" her for the first time; ironically enough, we went to the same middle school, but never talked until now, when we go to separate high schools. She asked me if I wanted to hang out on Friday, and hopefully our plans to visit Chynna at SJSU and maybe grab some La Vic's goes through, because despite indulging myself in Mexican food twice last week, my cravings have come back in full force. For now, though, I'll settle for the leftover piece of chocolate cake in my refrigerator.
Goodnight!
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
suitcases&travelbags
Another Twitter shoutout!
You're welcome Kellz =) I'm actually surprised you still read this, because mostly everyone that I know has moved on to Tumblr, and there are very few people who actually check up on my Blogspot. Thank you, though! This is where I do most of my contemplating and reflecting, and it feels nice to know that my words are being read. And yes! You, Danielle, and I need to get together soon and get some grub. Let me know whenever, I'm down! Winter Break will be the business.
"Hectic" is a word that does not even begin to describe my life as of late. My mother and I took a stroll down to the attendance office at school on Tuesday to discuss my truancy letters, and although I got a huge break, I really do need to be mindful of my attendance from here on out. Dad and I headed to the dentist's office after that to get our checkups, and it seems that I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled out in April. No nap for me that day, and not surprisingly, a massive headache rolled in around 6P.M. In an effort to alleviate some of the pain, I went for a drive to Burrito Azteca, where I encountered two middle-aged Russian tourists attempting to peddle Mary Kay makeup products to the employees and customers. The women badgered the cashiers at first, and once they saw that it was no use, they moved on to a customer waiting in line, who happened to be Caucasian. "Are you Russian?" they asked her, to which she replied with, "No, I'm Angela!". Needless to say, (silent) laughs were had, and I was out of there as soon as possible in the event that they might have approached me, next.
Yesterday brought my mood crashing down for reasons inexplicable. The math quizzes that we took on Monday were passed back, and I was both frustrated and disappointed in myself that I had earned a score of 14 out of 15 points, sacrificing a perfect score to a juvenile mistake that should have been double-checked. The feeling was highly reminiscent of the week after finals, during which my written final for piano class was returned to me with a score of 90 out of 100. Although much better than I had expected, again, the mistakes were juvenile and careless, and a higher score was certainly possible. One thing that I find odd is the fact that I am often more upset when I come close to a perfect score and fall short rather than when I am nowhere close to what could be considered a great grade. Perhaps, just maybe this is a reflection on my personal life.
On one hand, I want to pack my bags and escape, leaving only remnants of the past that we shared together. And on the other hand, I feel compelled by destruction and regret, fueled by bitterness to the point that a big box containing memories set ablaze in glorious effigy begins to seem like a pretty nice sight. They all tell me to push harder, to keep you out of my life, and that all these spontaneous thoughts do is instill me with a sense of false hope that one day you'll finally come back. And with that comes another dilemma: If you return, do I take you back? &here I go, putting the cart before the horse, getting my hopes high and sticking my head in the clouds.
I know it sounds irrational, even asinine for me to attempt to judge your life, for I haven't been a part of it for what seems like the longest time now, but from my observations, it would appear to me that even now, you're not truly happy, no matter how often you may reassure others that you are. But I know you better than that, and for the past weeks, I've seen more explicit words and vulgarities coming from you than I've ever seen before. Maybe you're just growing up, breaking out of your happy-go-lucky shell, or perhaps it's a constellation of a frustration, a manifestation of your deepest thoughts and feelings. Whatever they may be, I'm sure that I'm completely oblivious to them, but the very notion of something so...intriguing is what causes me to cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow in suspicion that something may be lurking in the depths of your heart that might just one day bring thoughts of you and I rushing back. And when that time comes, stranger, what will you do?
Goodnight.
You're welcome Kellz =) I'm actually surprised you still read this, because mostly everyone that I know has moved on to Tumblr, and there are very few people who actually check up on my Blogspot. Thank you, though! This is where I do most of my contemplating and reflecting, and it feels nice to know that my words are being read. And yes! You, Danielle, and I need to get together soon and get some grub. Let me know whenever, I'm down! Winter Break will be the business.
"Hectic" is a word that does not even begin to describe my life as of late. My mother and I took a stroll down to the attendance office at school on Tuesday to discuss my truancy letters, and although I got a huge break, I really do need to be mindful of my attendance from here on out. Dad and I headed to the dentist's office after that to get our checkups, and it seems that I'm getting my wisdom teeth pulled out in April. No nap for me that day, and not surprisingly, a massive headache rolled in around 6P.M. In an effort to alleviate some of the pain, I went for a drive to Burrito Azteca, where I encountered two middle-aged Russian tourists attempting to peddle Mary Kay makeup products to the employees and customers. The women badgered the cashiers at first, and once they saw that it was no use, they moved on to a customer waiting in line, who happened to be Caucasian. "Are you Russian?" they asked her, to which she replied with, "No, I'm Angela!". Needless to say, (silent) laughs were had, and I was out of there as soon as possible in the event that they might have approached me, next.
Yesterday brought my mood crashing down for reasons inexplicable. The math quizzes that we took on Monday were passed back, and I was both frustrated and disappointed in myself that I had earned a score of 14 out of 15 points, sacrificing a perfect score to a juvenile mistake that should have been double-checked. The feeling was highly reminiscent of the week after finals, during which my written final for piano class was returned to me with a score of 90 out of 100. Although much better than I had expected, again, the mistakes were juvenile and careless, and a higher score was certainly possible. One thing that I find odd is the fact that I am often more upset when I come close to a perfect score and fall short rather than when I am nowhere close to what could be considered a great grade. Perhaps, just maybe this is a reflection on my personal life.
On one hand, I want to pack my bags and escape, leaving only remnants of the past that we shared together. And on the other hand, I feel compelled by destruction and regret, fueled by bitterness to the point that a big box containing memories set ablaze in glorious effigy begins to seem like a pretty nice sight. They all tell me to push harder, to keep you out of my life, and that all these spontaneous thoughts do is instill me with a sense of false hope that one day you'll finally come back. And with that comes another dilemma: If you return, do I take you back? &here I go, putting the cart before the horse, getting my hopes high and sticking my head in the clouds.
I know it sounds irrational, even asinine for me to attempt to judge your life, for I haven't been a part of it for what seems like the longest time now, but from my observations, it would appear to me that even now, you're not truly happy, no matter how often you may reassure others that you are. But I know you better than that, and for the past weeks, I've seen more explicit words and vulgarities coming from you than I've ever seen before. Maybe you're just growing up, breaking out of your happy-go-lucky shell, or perhaps it's a constellation of a frustration, a manifestation of your deepest thoughts and feelings. Whatever they may be, I'm sure that I'm completely oblivious to them, but the very notion of something so...intriguing is what causes me to cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow in suspicion that something may be lurking in the depths of your heart that might just one day bring thoughts of you and I rushing back. And when that time comes, stranger, what will you do?
Goodnight.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
cold nipple
Tell me why this made me smile!
Oh mannnn. You know you're obsessed with Squidward when your homie Trish starts saying stuff like this to you! Thanks Trish, that kinda made my night yesterday in some strange yet pleasing way.
Mondays are the worst, I swear. And on top of that, it's February. Well, despite my case of the "Monday Blues", my day at school went surprisingly well. I'll spare the intricate details, as there's really not much for me to talk about in the way of academics other than the fact that I'm fairly sure that I aced my Precalculus quiz today despite not doing any studying for it over the weekend. My first two periods were snoozefests as usual, nothing out of the ordinary, but like most any other day, the mood always picks up as soon as I walk into my third period class, Psychology.
If you're wondering about the title of this blog, here's the deal! I bumped into Kelli and Danielle on the way to third period, which we all have together, and Kelli, being the mischievous little girl that she is, decides to explore some of the finer parts of my anatomy (for lack of a better term) by trying to get my left nipple hard through flicking it in this oh-so-cold weather we're having. Well, unfortunately for her, it didn't work, although I was rather taken aback by the gesture and not to mention, it did tickle quite a bit. For those of you who don't already know, I'm very ticklish, and I'll often start getting a case of the giggles before you even touch me. Anyway, nice try, maybe next time!
The rest of third period was spent talking about food and where we should go out to eat next, which is essentially a moot subject to talk about as we never seem to be able to decide. Brunch gave the boys and I some laughs when Cryogenics began to cipher and the rhymes got progressively better. One of the things that I like the most about ciphering is that nobody is judged; if one of us messes up, it's cool, no worries, we just keep going with it, and there is no "best" or "leader" in the group, we're just a group of guys who spit for fun, and we all have our strengths and weaknesses. All in all, it was a good session: my "Microsoft" line that I came up with this past weekend was well-received, and my "Yoga Flame" off the top of the dome wasn't too shabby either, if I may say so myself.
Remember when I said that I only spent $8 in the past month or so? Add another $3.05 to that tab, which went towards the purchase of a Big N' Tasty at McDonalds, a burger that is much better than any beef options they have on the menu, in my personal opinion. Big Macs are much too large and sloppy for my tastes, and if I wanted a special sauce, I would simply make my way over to In-n-Out and order something much tastier. I drove Pat's Integra back to school, which was refreshing. It's nothing special (yet), but I have to admit that I miss hearing the sound of that sweet VTEC kicking in. As much of a JDM fanboy as that makes me seem, believe when I say that I could care less about how "JDM-tyte yo!" a car is, and the double-shot of nostalgia that I received today can be attributed to the loss of my brother's RSX Type-S, which I admit, I'm still mourning, even today. Boy, did that thing pull.
My afternoon was nothing short of typical: I ate, did homework, and finally fell asleep while watching Avatar, only to wake up four hours later at 8:51 P.M., just in time to catch this week's episode of 24, which, I must say, was absolutely terrible. One workout session, two episodes of Fresh Prince, three trips to the bathroom, and four hours later, and here I am, typing this entry as I sit on my bed, back to the wall and laptop on my body, wondering what awaits me in the world of tomorrow as I doze off to the sound of acoustic guitars and mechanical whirring.
All in all, I guess Monday wasn't so bad, after all.
Oh mannnn. You know you're obsessed with Squidward when your homie Trish starts saying stuff like this to you! Thanks Trish, that kinda made my night yesterday in some strange yet pleasing way.
Mondays are the worst, I swear. And on top of that, it's February. Well, despite my case of the "Monday Blues", my day at school went surprisingly well. I'll spare the intricate details, as there's really not much for me to talk about in the way of academics other than the fact that I'm fairly sure that I aced my Precalculus quiz today despite not doing any studying for it over the weekend. My first two periods were snoozefests as usual, nothing out of the ordinary, but like most any other day, the mood always picks up as soon as I walk into my third period class, Psychology.
If you're wondering about the title of this blog, here's the deal! I bumped into Kelli and Danielle on the way to third period, which we all have together, and Kelli, being the mischievous little girl that she is, decides to explore some of the finer parts of my anatomy (for lack of a better term) by trying to get my left nipple hard through flicking it in this oh-so-cold weather we're having. Well, unfortunately for her, it didn't work, although I was rather taken aback by the gesture and not to mention, it did tickle quite a bit. For those of you who don't already know, I'm very ticklish, and I'll often start getting a case of the giggles before you even touch me. Anyway, nice try, maybe next time!
The rest of third period was spent talking about food and where we should go out to eat next, which is essentially a moot subject to talk about as we never seem to be able to decide. Brunch gave the boys and I some laughs when Cryogenics began to cipher and the rhymes got progressively better. One of the things that I like the most about ciphering is that nobody is judged; if one of us messes up, it's cool, no worries, we just keep going with it, and there is no "best" or "leader" in the group, we're just a group of guys who spit for fun, and we all have our strengths and weaknesses. All in all, it was a good session: my "Microsoft" line that I came up with this past weekend was well-received, and my "Yoga Flame" off the top of the dome wasn't too shabby either, if I may say so myself.
Remember when I said that I only spent $8 in the past month or so? Add another $3.05 to that tab, which went towards the purchase of a Big N' Tasty at McDonalds, a burger that is much better than any beef options they have on the menu, in my personal opinion. Big Macs are much too large and sloppy for my tastes, and if I wanted a special sauce, I would simply make my way over to In-n-Out and order something much tastier. I drove Pat's Integra back to school, which was refreshing. It's nothing special (yet), but I have to admit that I miss hearing the sound of that sweet VTEC kicking in. As much of a JDM fanboy as that makes me seem, believe when I say that I could care less about how "JDM-tyte yo!" a car is, and the double-shot of nostalgia that I received today can be attributed to the loss of my brother's RSX Type-S, which I admit, I'm still mourning, even today. Boy, did that thing pull.
My afternoon was nothing short of typical: I ate, did homework, and finally fell asleep while watching Avatar, only to wake up four hours later at 8:51 P.M., just in time to catch this week's episode of 24, which, I must say, was absolutely terrible. One workout session, two episodes of Fresh Prince, three trips to the bathroom, and four hours later, and here I am, typing this entry as I sit on my bed, back to the wall and laptop on my body, wondering what awaits me in the world of tomorrow as I doze off to the sound of acoustic guitars and mechanical whirring.
All in all, I guess Monday wasn't so bad, after all.
Monday, February 8, 2010
glue, baby
Man! My plan to update Blogspot every few days or so is failing miserably, but rest assured, I'll pick up the pace soon. In the meantime, quick recap of the previous week!
Overall, things have been going pretty well lately. I'm getting my work done, keeping my grades up, and saving money, which has really been a problem for me in the past. During the week that school resumed after Christmas break, I spent about $60 just on food alone! Well, I'm proud to say that since then, I've only used about $8, which has led to my wallet growing steadily thicker and my physique slowly becoming a little bit leaner. I still need to get back in shape the way I was over summer, though; hopefully I'll be in "beach condition" by June!
If it seems like I've been neglecting a lot of people lately, I'm sorry. To be frank, I'm just not interested in what most other people are. I'm not a big party person, I don't care what's showing on MTV, and I could give less of a hoot about what you've done to your car lately. Don't take this the wrong way; this doesn't mean I'm not interested in you as a friend, it just means that your interests differ too much from my own, and the lifestyle you lead doesn't fit mine very well. We can still have fun and do things together, we'll just have to compromise and find some common ground in an activity that'll satisfy the both of us. Hope ya understand!
On the contrary, I have been getting closer to a few people...like Kelli! I don't know why, but I always seem to run into her around school, and we always have something to talk about. She told me about a little (big) problem that she's run into lately, and I hope that it clears up soon, because I'd hate to have to look for even more tissue boxes in the school library. We also joined a club! Well, it's technically not a club, but I'll explain more about that later. Connie's also had a tough week, but I'm here for her! After our presentations about love on Friday, Mrs. Ayala asked the class if we feel that a boy and a girl can be really close friends with no strings attached, and Connie slapped me on my shoulder (typical!) and said "Yeah! Like yo y...ME!" I swear, this girl always fails at Spanish. It's alright, though! Class would be so much more boring without her.
Anyway, I'm excited for a lot of things, and the next two weeks should be absolutely fantastic. Like I said, though, I'll have to explain another time, because it's really getting late. I won't take as long to update this time, I promise. Stay tuned, and goodnight!
Overall, things have been going pretty well lately. I'm getting my work done, keeping my grades up, and saving money, which has really been a problem for me in the past. During the week that school resumed after Christmas break, I spent about $60 just on food alone! Well, I'm proud to say that since then, I've only used about $8, which has led to my wallet growing steadily thicker and my physique slowly becoming a little bit leaner. I still need to get back in shape the way I was over summer, though; hopefully I'll be in "beach condition" by June!
If it seems like I've been neglecting a lot of people lately, I'm sorry. To be frank, I'm just not interested in what most other people are. I'm not a big party person, I don't care what's showing on MTV, and I could give less of a hoot about what you've done to your car lately. Don't take this the wrong way; this doesn't mean I'm not interested in you as a friend, it just means that your interests differ too much from my own, and the lifestyle you lead doesn't fit mine very well. We can still have fun and do things together, we'll just have to compromise and find some common ground in an activity that'll satisfy the both of us. Hope ya understand!
On the contrary, I have been getting closer to a few people...like Kelli! I don't know why, but I always seem to run into her around school, and we always have something to talk about. She told me about a little (big) problem that she's run into lately, and I hope that it clears up soon, because I'd hate to have to look for even more tissue boxes in the school library. We also joined a club! Well, it's technically not a club, but I'll explain more about that later. Connie's also had a tough week, but I'm here for her! After our presentations about love on Friday, Mrs. Ayala asked the class if we feel that a boy and a girl can be really close friends with no strings attached, and Connie slapped me on my shoulder (typical!) and said "Yeah! Like yo y...ME!" I swear, this girl always fails at Spanish. It's alright, though! Class would be so much more boring without her.
Anyway, I'm excited for a lot of things, and the next two weeks should be absolutely fantastic. Like I said, though, I'll have to explain another time, because it's really getting late. I won't take as long to update this time, I promise. Stay tuned, and goodnight!
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