2012

Macbeth: "Come what come may, / Time and the hour runs through the roughest day" (171-172).
^ The future will arrive no matter what.

Saved the best for last. Class of '12, let's bring it 'til the world ends.

FLED 12/30/11

Because "nobody blogs anymore" so here goes:

• Arrived late as usual.
• Opened presents. Totally happy that I even got any, considering the fact that I specifically told them NOT to get me presents. Haha, funky butter cat socks (from Danica), fancy lace scarf (from Linda), and fuzzy monster WHERETHEWILDTHINGSARE slippers (from Fiona). LOVELOVELOVE. Seeing Linda's expression when she opened her present. <3
• Target adventure. Survived.
• YUMMY PASTA ACCOMPLISHED. Literally, best pasta we've made thus far, guys. Like, legit hardcore yummy.
• Just Dance. Linda = beast. Danica = innate dancer. Fiona = my dancing partner at the club. xD FO'SHO.
• We always end up in Fiona's twin bed altogether at some point. (; Music, pictures, talk. Memories.

Lots and lots of laughter and joy. I love my cozy chill FLED days with my FLED sisters.
Forever&always.
Let's keep the tradition going, yeah?

Crazy Stupid Love

has got to be one of the best movies I've seen in a while.


Oh, RYAN GOSLING.

Hannah: Will you take off your shirt... f***! Seriously? It's like you're Photoshopped!

Cross these off my Bucket List

• Indoor skydiving, check.
• Skiing, check.
• Snowboarding, check.

<3 WINTER ADVENTURES.

Fiona Cheung 1:22 am
    you sure its invisible.

 Emily? 1:25 am
    ROFLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

 Fiona Cheung 1:25 am
    IM JUST KIDDING
    ILUBBLINDAAA
    SHE SPOONED
    ME
    YESTERDAY

Emily? 1:20 am
    hehehe
    I LOVE YOU LINDA
    BE PATIENT, M'DEAR

 LINDALOVE 1:20 am
    ):
    I'M
    AN IMPATIENT PERSON
    OKAY
    GIVE ME A HINT

 Emily? 1:21 am
    OH OH
    THERE'S A PROVERB

 LINDALOVE 1:21 am
    MY EXPECTATIONS

 Emily? 1:21 am
    GOOD THINGS COME TO THOSE WHO WAIT.

 LINDALOVE 1:21 am
    ARE REALLY HIGH
    BECAUSE OF THIS

 Emily? 1:21 am
    ^ A WISE MAN
    ONCE SAID THAT
    xD

 LINDALOVE 1:21 am
    THAT CAN SUCK MY INVISIBLE WEINER

 Emily? 1:21 am
    ROFLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
    <3
    OH, I LOVE YOU

 LINDALOVE 1:21 am
    I CENSORED IT FOR YOU
    COS YOU'RE EMILY<3

I really don't know when children grow up, but I think it's when you start to realize things and those things kinda stay with you forever. It takes time to forget and there's not enough distractions to make you easily forget.

I wasn't as interested as I thought I'd be. Nothing fascinates me. Nothiing lives up to my expectations?

But I'm happy. I'm content. Satisfied.

For my family and friends.
It's been a good year.
I'm still alive and I'm smiling.

That's all I can really ask for, yeah?

Me: Mommy, is it wrong to accept guidance from a friend who's already taken the test that I'm going to take tomorrow?

Mommy: Life isn't fair. Don't think about fairness. Don't think about others. You only have one chance. Go for it. If you don't do all that you can, you're going to...

Me: Get hurt.

Mommy: Yep. So, just do it.

Me: ... So you want me to take advantage of my resources...

Mommy: Yes.

Me: We've had this exact conversation before. I remember reaching the same conclusion.

*Mommy gets up to leave the room*

Mommy: TAKE IT. *dramatic effect*

*Mommy leaves.*

Me: ROFLROFLROFL.

Dad: *shouting from across the hallway* YOU KNOW, THAT'S NOT VERY GOOD ADVICE TO GIVE TO OUR DAUGHTER.

Mommy: Eh, I know my daughter. She probably won't follow my advice anyway.

xD

My life.

My choices.
My mistakes.
My lessons.

Not your business.

On the ride from home to school this morning:

Radio: Vietnamese people are more likely to get cancer.

Pa: What... does being Vietnamese have to do with cancer?!

^Ahahaha, apparently, cancer's racist now.

I stumbled across this,

and it's just so relevant,

I concluded that it's a sign from Fate.

They tell me but it's better to be selfish before being kind, to think of yourself before thinking of others. And I nod my head in agreement, but I can't make myself apply these standards?

UGH, I HATE THINKING.
WHY YOU MAKE ME THINK PHILOSOPHICALLY?!

Butthead was right. This is really good.

You're sorry,
But you shouldn't be.
It's my fault;
it's always my fault.
I should be the one who's sorry,
and I am.
I'm sorry for causing you so much grief,
and I'm really thankful for having you in my life.

DONE.

FINALLY.

You don't know you're beautiful.

Makes me dance in my seat. (:

I love boy bands.

BEST. ADVICE. EVER.

Aunt to Uncle: "Yeah, she wants to go to that school... Any advice?"

Uncle: "DON'T DROP OUT."

Me: See, Pa? LOOK AT HOW FANCY STANFORD'S PRESENTATION IS. They even have the plastic bag to protect the contents inside!

Pa: THIS IS WHERE ALL THE MONEY'S GOING TO?! SO THAT'S WHY TUITION COSTS ARE SO HIGH.

Dear Tua Cu,

I love our awkward conversations.

Esp. when you say

"Oh, how INteresting"

when you think I'm wrong but you don't want to doubt me so you don't say anything at the moment but you're secretly jotting it down in your head so that you can look it up later.

Yessir, I know what you're doing.

Oh, Dan.

While talking about popular Vietnamese dishes,

Everybody: COM TAM BI CHA THIT NUONG!
Me: OMG, I LOVE THAT STUFF.

Dan: I just love the way it feels in my mouth.

*awkward silence*
Me: xD ROFLROFLROFL
Dan: That sounded wrong, didn't it?
Me: *nods*
Dan: *walks away*

It's amusing how nobody can tell what I'm feeling aside.
Not my family.
Not my friends.

Only me.
It's like playing mind games
but with myself.

Why you so cute, Zhiming Long?
Oh, and by the way, thanks for caring (:

It's all my fault;

it's always my fault.

Partner-in-Crime 3:31 pm
    [Offline IM sent 2h and 10m ago] Oh, Emily, I love you oh so very much. <3

Oh, I know, Jessica. I know. xD

Best way to spend the night

With my family
In front of our fireplace
Listening to Christmas songs
Together on the couch

Then me&Mi laughing until our tummies hurt when Pa finds out we cut up his socks to experiment with sock buns.

& now, my treasures are asleep
& I'm working on my personal statements
In front of our fireplace
On my own...

BEST. SONNET. EVER.

Helen Chasin's "Joy Sonnet in a Random Universe"
(1968)

Sometimes I'm happy: la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Tum tum ti tum. La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Hey nonny nonny. La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Vo do di o do. Poo poo pi doo. la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Whack a do. La la la la la la la la. Sh- boom, sh-boom. La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la. Dum di dum. La la la la la la la la. la la la la la la la la. Tra la la. Tra la la la la la la la la la la la la. Yeah yeah yeah.

^Okay, is it just me or does this sound like something I would compose?

Do you ever feel like breaking down?

Do you ever feel out of place,
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you?
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you're screaming?

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over?
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding

No, you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No, you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life.

Thank God for Simple Plan.

Headstrong, moving on.

& then it hit me: I was on my own.

I was always on my own and always will be
because I choose to be that way
but I can handle it, yeah?

& sometimes I just want to walk away
leave it all behind
screw the world

but ce n'est pas possible.

Alors, c'est la vie. Deal with it.

Got a problem?
Solve it. (;

Dyl Pickles say the darndest things!

Currently
: "I smell Harry Potter. I'm drunk."

Previously
: "I saw Sirius in the fireplace."

Before today
: "I am Lord Voldemort."

A year ago
: "I saw Baby Jesus."

Oh, how pretentious I sound...

... leaves me disoriented—so disoriented, that in fact, I have myself convinced I am fated to study the human body system, which suddenly appears everywhere I go. I run my fingers along the binding of my school binder and I feel the trachea. I bite into the outer membrane of a Chinese bitter melon and I see the intercostals nerves. I notice the analogous aspects but despite the plethora of books and search engines, I find only bits of data which give little explanation to the coincidental resemblances. No matter the circumstances, I do not give up on my research because the more I know, the less the margin of error in my conclusion, and thus, my pursuit of “why” perpetually continues.

Goshdarnnit,
I need a post-it to remind me to stock up on post-its.

FAIL.

How I prepare for my crazy government exam.

OMGOMGOMG, @BUTTHEAD

DMV Test

I must not mumble.
I must not mumble.
I must not mumble.

Longfellow's Dante translation

"Kissed me upon the mouth all palpitating" (16).

Is it just me or does this sound COMPLETELY UNROMANTIC AND BORDERLINE AWKWARD?!

Part of Your World

I HIT THE HIGH NOTE.
IN THE SHOWERS.
WHICH OFFICIALLY MADE MY DAY.

I am a happy child. (:

Civil Rights Exercise #1

"Right before his execution Brewer ate chicken-fried steak, BBQ, fried okra, pizza, cheeseburgers and dessert, etc... Why?"

'CAUSE HE WANTED SOME YUMMY FOOD BEFORE HE DIED. DURRR. x_O"

C'EST VRAI MALHEUREUSEMENT.

LINDALOVE (10:16:56 PM): i'm not going to college emily
LINDALOVE (10:16:58 PM): i hate people
LINDALOVE (10:16:59 PM): i hate life
LINDALOVE (10:17:05 PM): i just want to live in a cardboard box
LINDALOVE (10:17:08 PM): and that'll make me happy

^ Wish granted. I gave you a cardboard box (: It just has bread pudding thing in it so you don't ever go hungry.

I really hope today was amazing for you (: & I TOTALLY FORGOT TO SING. WOW. WE FAIL. ):

WHAT A SMALL WORLD

I'm trying to finish my calc. homework so that I can nap when all of a sudden, the doorbell rings.
My mother hollers at me to get it and so I do.

Turns out, it's not my grandmother, whom we expected, but...

JULINA LY<3
& HER FRIEND (A.K.A. MY 2ND NEIGHBOR) CHRISTINE...! (:

TOTALLY MADE MY DAY
even though it was totally awkward
and we said "awkward" like 15 times.
Then we went out and my mom said, "Well this is awkward."

SO ALL IN ALL,
TOTAL AWKWARDNESS,

but I loved every second of it! <3

THANK YOU FOR REMEMBERING WHERE I LIVE. xD

How in love I am with Transformers

"She's reallly creepy, guys..."

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW SHE WAS A DECEPTICON!"

So my parents come home with this huge box and tell me to hurry out to the living room.

My mom says, "Oh, it's weird! YOU'LL LIKE IT!"
^Thanks, Mamma. Apparently, my parents think I like all things weird.

Turns out they got me a desk. That lights up. And changes colors.

I AM SOLD. <3

R&B

All My Life
I Swear
6, 8, 12

Dear Z,
I don't have time to descriptively blog our day together,
but it was really fun hanging out with you. (:

Thanks for a wonderfully chill day <3
We should do this again sometime.

-E

Seems like senior year's got me mouthing cuss words every hour.

Can't wait 'til the world ends.

Don't worry; be happy.

Fiona Cheung 12:58 am

I'd just like to tell you to stay positive, determined, and energized for the week; you can do it! then you have the rest of the semester of apgov to get through, lessening the load a bit, but you're strong and smart and I know you mihg twanna shuck all this fit but if you do you get shucked but HANG IN THEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERE. and... also with whatever else that is non-schoolreated that i know nothing of--hang in there. (= i know im not omniscient (HAR HAR HAR, THIRD PERSON LIMITED VIEW MUCH), and i wont be able to apply "HANG IN THERE" To all of yourproblems, but I'll always be heere for you baaaby<3 :-) And if you really wanna drive me home, JUST TELL ME HAHAHAHAH. Of course, we don't need that in order for you to talk to me. Just call me beep me whenever you need meeeeeeeeeeeeeee ababababy<3 Ok, I'm going to sleep as you'd probably want me to go, Night <3

Why are you so amazing, Fiona?
I have all the more reason to love you.

& thanks for the smile.
You knew this was gonna end up here anyway. <3

When you neglected me and the others, I told myself that I would never do the same.
But why does it feel like I already am?

I'm sorry if I've ever let you down;
I just need you to know that I try really hard not to.

& even if you don't understand what I'm talking about at first,
it doesn't matter,
because I can see it in your eyes

& it kills me each and every time I look into them.

Dear Mr. Landshof,

There is no easy way to explain my dilemma. However, I will try my best, seeing that I will not be at school tomorrow to personally ask you.

(I tried resolving the issue with the help of some acquaintances, but have not suceeded, concluding that you are the only one who will be able to answer.)

Well, just yesterday night, I had a muse, you see. My sudden muse drove me to completely write an entirely different essay with an entirely different topic, which had hitherto been about Disney princesses.

I now write about three different grades of liars. My dilemma begins here. I assume that you intended for us to copy the stylings of Northropfrye for the intro, of Golding for the classification, and of Bennett for the conclusion. Have I been foolishly misled or have I fully understood your intentions? That is my first question.

My second question deals with whether the essay is a direct analysis and explanation of the three levels or whether it is more of a narrative, like Golding's. I am mostly concerned with this issue because I believed that I was supposed to write a narrative and therefore, that is what I did.

So, if you still do not understand, I basically wrote my version of Golding's "Thinking as a Hobby." I, myself, am the narrator in the story, and I meet three different grades of liars. I do not directly state, "She is a Grade Three thinker because..." Instead, I allow the audience to deduce what makes a Grade Three thinker based on her actions.

If I failed to understand your directions and have truly screwed up, I regret. However, please inform me as soon as possible. This way, I will have enough time to make amends.

Again, I thank you for your time in reading this ridiculously long e-mail letter and please do reply.

P.S. Please forgive me for any spelling or grammar errors; as you may deduce already, I am quite sick. That is why I will not be able to attend school tomorrow.

P.P.S. As for my unusual vernacular, I have just discovered Sherlock Holmes and am currently enthralled by the movie.

-Emily Huynh, from your 3rd period English class :)



I doubt he ever read this but still,
one of my best works yet. (;

Layoff

So I was talkingon AIM,
and I thought, "Is the term layed off or laid off?"
Then I reviewed my Mechanics packet,
and realized that I had just verbed a noun.

ENGLISH IS TAKING OVER MY LIFE
(but I bet you I'm not the only one.)

She (for Liz) - Parachute

Currently obsessed with this song <3

No, seriously:

Fresh asian pear + kumquat juice = the bombdiggity.

Introspection

is what I do.

To each their own

^ new life motto.

Maybe I was wrong.
Feeling like this is worse than feeling nothing at all.

I know it doesn't make a difference anymore, but I'm really sorry.

Jet Lag - Simple Plan ft. Marie-Mai

Thanks to Jessica's baby-less emo circumstances, she's gotten me addicted to this song.


& as much as I love Natasha Bedingfield's version, THIS ONE HAS FRENCH IN IT.
& French things are all the more awesome? xD

"The Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA) is a federal law..."

So we're reading this article for AP Gvmt. and the entire thing's filled with DOMAs.
& every. single. time. it comes up, I can hear Scott Lee in my head going "DO MA!!!"

Pew pew pew, sadness.

Mama bought me honeydew melon ice cream.
One taste and I feel as if I can take on the world.

Pile of homework, bring it on.

Haha, about a thousand of those views are mine, give or take.
REPLAY FOREVER.

Her natural voice, her attitude, her freaking HAIR. <3 Hayley Williams.

<3 Yep; it's official. LOVIN THIS GUY. xD

Jessica Biking Me Today

was the biggest adrenaline rush I've ever had, I think.

The most fun I've had in a while.

WE SURVIVED!
 AHAH, GRAZIE MON CHAUFFEUR.

So many odd stares along the way.
Yes, I think my legs are still shaking on the inside just thinking about it.

xD

Breast Augmentation

So on my way home from SoCal, I saw this billboard that read, "BREAST AUGMENTATION. CALL 1-800-###-####!" with a woman standing next to the text looking sadly down at her flattened chest.

& then I figured, WAIT, why don't they just put, "CALL THIS NUMBER IF YOU WANT A BOOB JOB!"?

& THEN I remembered that we learned this word in Landshof (okay, not learned, more like, had to define it) that makes words sound less harsh?

i.e. You're not short; you're FUN-SIZED.

But I forgot the word.
But I do know who'd remember it, Fiona Cheung...
OH, FIONAAA!!!

& yes, I would roll my eyes at you if you remember, which I'm pretty sure you do.
& if you don't remember, you're probably pulling out your old English notebook right now to look for it.
& if you found it, you're probably exclaiming to the screen with your finger pointed at the word in the notebook.
& if not, you're probably googling it or something.

Correct me if I'm wrong, Fiona, but right now, you're probably stopping and thinking why I can read your mind, huh?

Yes, all this from a BOOBJOB billboard sign. Of course, I would think of you. <3

My NHS Letter of Intent

To Whom It May Concern:

I am writing this letter in regards to my application for the National Honor Society Club. Although I have a feeling that you are somewhat obligated to regard me as an applicant anyway, I thank you for considering my submission and taking the time to read this letter of intent. [CUT.]

Unlike what we are driven to believe, I do not feel that leadership is defined by the actual class titled Leadership. Please do not misunderstand; I am not doubtful that leaders are present in the poster-making class but I am saying that the class does not deem those in it leaders. [CUT.]

[CUT.] Regarding the California Scholarship Federation, I admit that I originally joined because everybody told me that I would get a scholarship if I did. (As an only child coming into high school, I was pretty clueless.) Just recently, I have learned that only officers receive scholarships and that practically none of the other devoted members receive one. Although I believe this institution is unfair, I continue taking part in the club because I still wish to participate in the various enjoyable activities it has to offer, even though the majority of these activities are not what I would deem community service, but rather student services, but I shall not go into great length about it.  So, instead, I have taken this into account as a life lesson: Never be so gullible as to believe others without first researching yourself. Regarding Key Club, I joined because the unspoken rule was that one either joins Interact or Key Club and freshman year, I joined Interact Club, which I am saddened to say, was truly unproductive. In retrospect, I have to thank Interact for its lack of activities, or else I would have not joined Key, where I have participated in countless community service activities outside of school. [CUT.] Regarding the Red Cross Club, I joined because one of my best friends, Michelle Chan, the President, had urged me to do so and so I did. I found it not to be a complete waste of time but rather worthwhile. [CUT.]

[CUT.]  Like Mulan, one of my idols for life, my family is my top priority and I would do anything to uphold their honor. [CUT.]

Once an incoming freshman full of optimism for the future, I believed this club to be the most prestigious of all clubs—the one that I must and will join when provided the opportunity. Three years of high school have passed and my beliefs have slightly changed. From what I have seen and heard, NHS does not do any more than the next club and yet, it is crowned by the school as if those selectively accepted in NHS run this school. Others claim that only those “popular enough” are admitted to this club. As much as I would like to prove this notion wrong, to me, admission to the club is no longer the prize but rather making a difference in the club, in the society, and if given the opportunity, in the world.

[CUT.]

So guys, wonder why I wasn't accepted...
because I really lacked leadership skills?
or because I called them a bunch of snooty arses?

I prefer the latter
but the world will never know... DUNDUNDUN.

P.S. The [CUT.]s are the parts I cut out. No way am I letting y'all read through that stuff.

P.P.S. Rereading my last sentence, I guess I don't need NHS after all. I already have the ability to make a difference on my own. HAH, at least I like to think so. (:

So my parents are watching X-Men 2 right now
and I have to do homework.

& I'm trying really hard to concentrate,
but I can't. ):

X-MEN <3

Got a problem? SOLVE IT.

Na's new life motto?

I'll post the entire video soon, but Windows Live Movie Maker is ASDFJKL;-ing me in the meantime, so have a little patience! SOMEBODY FIX ERROR 0X80070057!!! ):

Please?

Editing w/ Trace

After approximately 4 hours on the video...

Me: Hey, Trace? Does this clip go in this section or the other one?
*no reply*
Me: Trace...?
*still no reply*
Me: TRACY, DID YOU JUST FALL ASLEEP ON ME?!
Trace: Huh? What? No...?

OMG, THIS GIRL.

WINDOWS LIVE MOVIE MAKER; YOU'RE MAKING ME ANGRY.
YOU INEFFICIENT PROGRAM, YOU.

IN THE WORDS OF BUTTHEAD, "RAGEQUITTTTTTTTTTTTT!!!"

Dear Fiona Cheung,

thanks for sticking by me,
even when others wanted you, seduced you, begged you to go with 'em.

But you didn't.
& acts like that should be rewarded.
I hope you encounter good karma. (:

(But honestly, I would've been fine; I'm a big girl now.
Oh, stubborn motherly you. Whatever; BK, have it your way.)

Nevertheless, thank you for watching over me.
I'll try my best to do the same for you forever&always.

P.S. Did you cry a little just now? So emotional, right?! (;
P.P.S. Don't even think about reposting this on your tumblr. <3
P.P.P.S. I LOVE YOU, FIONA!!! (even if you hadn't been so nice, you know that, right?)

My mom's hypothetical tattoo

Me: If you had to pierce your belly button or get a tattoo, which would you do?
Mom: Tattoo.
Me: What would the tattoo be of?
Mom: ON MY BUTT.
Me: x_O" I SAID WHAT, NOT WHERE!
Mom: Oh... A SNAKE!

Conclusion: My mother would get a snake tattooed on her butt.

Nice to know.

MOVES LIKE JAGGER

Linda showed me this a while ago,
but it wasn't til recently that I've fallen in love with this song.

<3 ADAM LEVINE & CHRISTINA AGUILERA.

Lovin' the whistlin'.

Jessica OVERLOAD

<3

Wednesday: SF with Jessica&Julina! Read more at Julina's blog. So fun though = grabbing + laughing + OW-ing + scaring + INTHEDARK.

Thursday: Roti Bun Day #2. Not as good but still fun. Did you guys realize it took us 6 hours to make those buns. x_O" FAIL.

Friday: PGA w/ Jessica, Joanna, Michelle, Nguyen, Brian. Eh... then found out that T&K were sleeping over = YIPPEEEE!!! Then Jessica ended up coming to dinner @ Famous Dave's with us, then just simply ended up at my house. Either my parents were too lazy to drive her back home or it was too inconvenient to have her parents pick her up or both... well, she ended up sleeping over. Wow, spontaneous, much? xD More awkwardness with that girl (whatever--we're past the marriage stage) & we literally all KO-ed after Life.

Saturday: Woke up at 1ish? But T&K left earlier to the beach. Poo. Dressed her up @ TJMaxx = KEKEKEKKEK, <3! But she didn't let me take pictures. ): I GOT A POCAHONTAS SHIRT THOUGH! WE MISSED YOU, JULINA. Really, we did.

Sunday: --

Wow, if we did something together on Monday, do you realize that we'd have seen each other for a week straight? x_O" Oh dear.

Um, hi.
WHAT'S UP WITH ALL THE CREEPS TRYING TO AIM ME?!

Linda, it happened again.

P.S. Surprised that "aspfalconsoccer" knows how to use the word FETISH. SAT VOCAB! xD

Webcamming with Fiona at 2AM

That's right, folks. She is kissing herself.

DUMBLEDORE'S ALIVE?!

Oh, the things I do with you <3

My father wanted to call Jessica's parents

most likely because he wants to prove that he's a good parent? Or he's trying something new?

Anyways, SO, of course, he made my mom do it. ROFL.
& she complied(?), reluctantly.

& the conversation went well

Mom: "So, you're sure there's room for Emily, right?"
Me: "NOOOO, she invited me but doesn't have room for me."

...'til it ended.

"BYE LISA!"
"BYE ELENA!"

Me: "x_O" What the...? IT'S LENNY!!!"
Mom: "Oops... BUT SHE CALLED ME LISA SO HAH!
            Who's driving you again?"

Nice, Mom. You called for the whole purpose of my safety and did not find out who's driving the car.
I applaud you. <3

& my dad? Yeah, he was facepalming the entire drive. <3

Dear Puget Sound

So Puget Sound is a liberal arts college in Tacoma, Washington and they sent me this booklet (like they do to all others) and I was really interested in the way they presented themselves (not the typical brochure, pamphlet, etc.)

and then I found a spelling error.

So I called their media relations department just a minute ago to tell them that they spelled "exhange" wrong and the woman was very polite about it. (She was probably thinking, "This chick is seriously kidding me, right?" but didn't say anything so I respect that; she just giggled a bit.) I think she had a British accent too? (Even cooler.)

We had a very nice conversation.

& Yes, I am very anal about these things.

What kind of person
goes to a formal family house party

and steals a night light?!



I JUST DON'T GET IT.

Emily > Kevin

Fiona Cheung 1:27 am
    OKAYSORRYKEVIN IM NOT SLEEPING AT 130
    EMILY > KEVIN

OH YES, SO LOVED <3

Kids say the darndest things

@ Viet school today...
while teaching them manners and whatnot...

Us: "So, you just came home from school. What do you say to your grandparents?"

One kid: "Uh, my grandparents are dead."

ROFLROFLROFL.
Oh, I tried so hard not to laugh.

Driving training + Family secret

Let's day blog, shall we?

Woke up really early, like 8:35? (Yes, guys. A.M., tyvm.) (& yes, I know I'm spoiled and lazy and whatnot.) But then decided, neh, Na's not gonna come til like... LATERRRRRR cause he said 12. So kept sleeping... and sleeping... and sleeping... til like 10:30? Okay, the dude lied. He came around 1ish. Then he ate while I captioned the photos in the album.

Uh, joy ride time! Haha, Na was pretty much bored the entire time, I think. Poor guy, sorry! I'm not very consistent so it was like fastslowfastslowTOOFAST...whyareyougoingsoslow? Ahahaha, and then "OOOH, TOO WIDE OF A TURN. 1 POINT." ROFLROFL. I think I failed his "test." Eh, at least he didn't shriek/frown like my parents do, being the awkward silent guy he is. Whatever, they're all critical trainers. THANKS FOR TRAINING ME TODAY, NA. Even if I found out it was illegal afterwards. & you knew. & you didn't say anything. THANKS AGAIN.

Drove momma grocery shopping. Mm, this one little girl (she was cute; Asian bangs and everything) walked up to me when I was waiting for my ma to pick out her vegetables, and the girl just stood next to me for a minute, looking up and down. Like, literally, her head had to EXTEND to see me and I just hello-are-ya-done-staring smiled at her. Oh, tall people are really fascinating, eh?

For the rest of the afternoon: more grocery shopping + ironing clothes (I. HATE. WRINKLES. SO. MUCH. NOT. EVEN. FUNNY.) + jamming to the radio + helping Mi prepare for tmrw.

NOW, I'm blogging. For you, Jessica Hartono! ARE YA HAPPY?!
Just kidding.
I am really sleepy.
& I think I forgot details.
But that leads me to my next post?
THAT I FEAR OF BEING DIAGNOSED WITH ALZHEIMER'S.
But I'll save that for some other time since Jessica wants to read this already.
SIGH, the things I do for that girl.

P.S. I EVEN FORGOT TO MENTION THE FAMILY SECRET.
My momma told me today! Okay, the end. (:

*Oh, my uncle and his poses.
**That was the Washington Memorial, btw. We "TOUCHED" it.
***Yes, the wind does give us the "WE'RE TOTALLY NOT INSANE" effect.
****One of the only pictures where Kait actually looks girly, 'cause I told her she looked like she wasn't wearing pants.
*****I LOVE YOUR HAIR, LYDIA!

Man, I miss my cuzs. & the east coast. ):

Thoughts

So, I think I'm supposed to be hurt.
But I'm really not.
Which means it doesn't really matter to me?

Ah, deductive reasoning.

 Partner-in-Crime 1:03 am

    WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!

 Emily Huynh 1:03 am
    i'll blog about it
    okay
    OPTION 1
    blog about it and you can read about it 1 hr later
    because i take a long time to blog
    OPTION 2
    tell you
    and end up not blogging
    because i hate repeating myself
    xD

 Partner-in-Crime 1:04 am
    xD
    I PICK OPTION 2

 Emily Huynh 1:04 am
    aight.
    SO

 Partner-in-Crime 1:04 am
    xD

 Emily Huynh 1:04 am
    my father came home

 Partner-in-Crime 1:04 am
    i knew it
    xD

 Emily Huynh 1:05 am
    ROFLROFLROFL
    I TOLD BUTTHEAD
    THIS IS UNFAIR
    xD
    anywho

 Partner-in-Crime 1:05 am
    he told you you can go didnt he?

 Emily Huynh 1:05 am
    before that, he was at "party" and i called him and i was like, "EY YOU. I NEED TO TALK TO YOU. IN PERSON."
    so he came home
    and we sat down

 Emily Huynh 1:06 am
    and I HONESTLY DIDN'T THINK IT'D TAKE THAT LONG

 Partner-in-Crime 1:06 am
    it took about an hour
    that's how long you were gone
    xD

 Emily Huynh 1:06 am
    right.
    well my dad had beer
    so it took longer than expected
    plus, he likes to repeat himself

 Partner-in-Crime 1:06 am
    LOL
    lol

 Emily Huynh 1:06 am
    and he likes me to repeat myself
    x_O"
    SO
    anywhooooo,
    we talked about our "feelings"

 Partner-in-Crime 1:07 am
    LOL

 Emily Huynh 1:07 am
    and y'know those sappy moments you see on tv that never really happen?
    WELL, IT HAPPENED.

 Partner-in-Crime 1:07 am
    LOL LOL

 Emily Huynh 1:07 am
    i know, right?

 Partner-in-Crime 1:07 am
    syou have no idea how cracked up i am

 Emily Huynh 1:07 am
    at times, i was like, "is this really happening? or am i being filmed?!"
    and then i just cracked up
    EXACTLY
    WHILE I WAS IN IT
    x_O"

 Partner-in-Crime 1:08 am
    LOL

 Emily Huynh 1:08 am
    which is not according to the script.
    anyways,
    i basically repeated the entire beach thing like, for the third/fourth time
    uhh... yeah
    basically it.
    oh, i ate captn crunch the entire time

 Partner-in-Crime 1:09 am
    wow

 Emily Huynh 1:09 am
    sorry; did it ruin the moment?
    xD

 Partner-in-Crime 1:09 am
    hmmm... i should've picked option 1
    well actually i dont want to shower yet

 Emily Huynh 1:09 am
    omg.
    IT'S LATE.

 Emily Huynh 1:10 am
    GDRNTT.
    you needa sleep
    xD
    

 Partner-in-Crime 1:10 am
    i will later

 Emily Huynh 1:10 am
    this is why you have very thin hair
    xP

 Partner-in-Crime 1:10 am
    not even

 Emily Huynh 1:10 am
    wow, i actually sticked my tongue out for you
    x_O"
    SIGH

 Partner-in-Crime 1:10 am
    dude im like laughing at you

 Emily Huynh 1:10 am
    i need sleep.

 Partner-in-Crime 1:10 am
    STILL laughing at you

 Emily Huynh 1:10 am
    BUT I'M NOT THERE.

 Partner-in-Crime 1:10 am
    well i still am

 Emily Huynh 1:11 am
    yeah
    well moment's gone
    asdfjk; i have a feeling imma forget this one day
    i should copy / paste this convo.
    okay, it all worked out! BLOG.

 Partner-in-Crime 1:12 am
    i think your dad is funnier when he had a drink xD

 Emily Huynh 1:13 am
    HEY
    HE ASKED THAT ACTUALLY
    he just came in and was like, "i bet you your friends don't have funny dads like me, eh?"
    and i was like, "IGNOREEEEEEEE..."

 Partner-in-Crime 1:14 am
    lol
    HAHAHAHAHA

So I had this heartfelt conversation moviemoment with my father just now.
& I'm thankful for him. Wouldn't ever dare replace him.

Lesson learned: SAFE > FUN.

I love you too, Pa.
But next time, just say no. It'd be a lot faster.

"Yes, you need my permission to say no."
ROFL, riiiiiiiiight.

*BTW, I totally had the upperhand.



Whoa, I just sneezed.
& the whole house echoed it.
COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL.

Roti Bun day.

If you want details, go stalk Ms. Julina Ly's tumblr.

But as for me, I'd just like to say (before I forget... PLEASE DON'T HAVE ALZHEIMER'S, EMILY!) that I'm thankful for the two of them--my poopy party picnic planners(?).

& if I'd ever have a heart attack (not a real one, guys), it'd be because we'd mess up on something and failedly tried to fix it.

& if I ever stopped breathing (hopefully not really), it'd be because I'd laugh too hard when I'm with these two. (& 'cause Jaslyn got high off something and started singing "HEADSHOULDERKNEESANDTOES, KNEESANDTOES" then accidentally knocked down Sierra when she was dancing)

& if my lungs are full of smoke (not the cigarette kind), it'd be because we almost set a house on fire. But don't worry! We didn't... yet.



Oh, and I realized something; I DON'T REALLY LIKE YOU, CALSKATE. Why did it take me a pain-in-the-arse (LITERALLY) fall, some kid grabbing my butt (hopefully to steady himself because he also grabbed Taylor; I think I'm just too tall), and a lost key for me to realize this?! Don't answer that, Jessica.

Jessica's uncle: "Oh, looks like you guys are having fun. You must be doing something dangerous..."
AHAHHAHA, did I mention we did all this at his house? xD

End result? Yummy sweet buns. But no roti.
Sorry, that'd be my fault... but eh.

Really, I don't know why y'all still with me after all these years; and we still have fun like ever before. Maybe it's just me? Idk; just really happy after spending the day with these two. <3

Okay, now I feel cheesy. Like nacho-cheesy. Let's post this before I change my mind again. You have no idea how many unposted blogs I have.

1st post after getting internet

and it's not gonna be about my East Coast trip, or how I survived without internet (I'm kidding; it's not that bad), or how fun and exciting the Harry Potter premiere was.

It's gonna be a mope/rant about HOW USA LOST TO JAPAN IN THE 2011 FIFA WOMEN'S WORLD CUP.

Well, actually, let's just make this a whole day blog. A normal one for once? xD Ready?

   Woke up to Viet School and turns out I'm wanted to TA another class. However, that class didn't need me 'cause it already had this one girl who [I'm going to be very judgemental now, so stop reading now if you can't bear to read my mean thoughts] one the first day back, I met; she wore a cute little tea party dress and was all acessorized like she was a Pretty Little Liar but not. AHAHAHA, oh was she in for a verbal butt whooping when Co Dieu Huong came in and lectured us about the dress code, Ms. Strapless-and-Short-Dress-in-Heels. Uh, hon? Ya came to teach kids Viet, not go on a date. JUST SAYIN. Oh, and today, she wore leggings. With a really short shirt. And I wanted to just say, "PUT ON SOME PANTS!" sososo bad, but don't worry, I was nice.
   So, I was pretty exhausted already, seeing I ran around the school, trying to find Co Tham's class, only to find out that she wanted me to TA for another class. FAIL. x_O" Came in, saw the teacher, AND THE TA [They told me there were no TAs...] and she was just sitting there... doing Kumon. x_O" SO I was just kinda thinkin to myself, "The heo am I doin here?! I WANT MY BABIES." So just sat. And sat. Til the other teacher came in [there's two teaching that class, dk why] and she's like, "OKAY, you look like you're doing nothing. Why don't you help your 'friends' find the oceans and rivers and streams of Viet Nam?"
   HEHE, what?! LADY, YOU COME IN LATE FOR YOUR CLASS. You a teacher; be on time?! And once you get inside the classroom, have some respect. [She came in and automatically interrupted the other teacher's lesson and started jibberjabbering like, "LIKE, OMG. THAT ONE TEACHER, HE TRIED TO DO THAT TO ME! TO ME! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH... oh hi class... BLAHBLAHBLAH."
   Okay, all respect TOTALLY lost for you ma'am. No offense. & btw, I'M A NEW TA. You just don't tell your old TA to simply take attendance. AND YOUR NEW TA to teach the students bodies of water! I just sat there going, "The heo. The heo. The heo," flipping through the book.
   Don't worry; there's a happy ending. They finally realized that they didn't need me and Co Tham came back over to tell me I could go back to my old class. So basically, I came in there, rolled my eyes, fell asleep, and was told to return to my old class next week. WASTE OF THREE HOURS, TYVM.

After school, we grabbed gamefood [nachos & cheesy fiesta potatoes @ Taco Bell] and headed to watch the game. LO AND BEHOLD, Ms. Tracy Do came in FULL OUT USA COLORS. Let's see, navy shoes. Rock&Republic jeans. I <3 USA TSHIRT. Red&white jacket? Stickers everywhere. USA flag bandana. Red cap. I SHOULDA TAKEN A PICTURE. Fudge. She was nuts, man. I thought she'd painted her face, but eh, too much. She went to the temple earlier too. ROFL, hilarious.

As for the game, it was intense. USA was full out OFFENSE. & Japan was just trying to not lose too horribly. EVERYBODY was sure USA was gonna win. [BTW, Trace, I think my right ear is more deaf than usual now; just a heads up!] ALEX MORGAN--- crazy legs, man! ABBY WOMBACH---MVP! PINO---CRAZY ENERGY, MAN. I somewhat understand your girl crushes now. SO INTENSE. Okay, I have to admit, Japan was good defense, but seriously, all their goals were just fated. USA shoulda won, but whatever. The game was theirs. But the points just weren't. Oh well, congrats, Japan--1st win ever? Don't get too used to it. (;

The rest of the day we just moped, then chilled.
Mm, I'm not as fanatical as Trace, but definitely: USA all the way.