Eww...
Replaced Schoolloop with TED.
#collegelife
Monday, September 17, 2012
Farewell
Woke up to attend T&K's piano recital. T played my favorite song. (: K wore a dress. (: With sneakers and a jacket that covered everything up, but still. <3 a="a" and="and" as="as" at="at" break="break" dark="dark" eat="eat" emotions="emotions" extended="extended" family.="family." favorite="favorite" felt="felt" guy="guy" had="had" handsome="handsome" him.="him." him="him" i="i" if="if" into="into" my="my" overwhelming="overwhelming" piano="piano" pieces="pieces" play="play" restaurant="restaurant" such="such" tall="tall" that="that" the="the" to="to" touched="touched" watched="watched" went="went" with="with" would="would">
"Please don't leave. You can stay with me."
"I'll come back for Thanksgiving. I wouldn't miss out on the food. I love ham!"
"I have ham at home right now! Let's go!"
Goodbye.
Went to Di Ba's house for goodbye dinner and helped Tray with her homework. Just another usual Sunday with the kids. Danica came. Talked and whatnot. LOL, she brought "wine" for mes parents. I will never get enough of that girl. She left. Goodbye. Continued on with the kids. Opened Trace's present: a onesie! <3 amp="amp" and="and" belted="belted" buddha-ed.="buddha-ed." car="car" dodgeballed="dodgeballed" good="good" goodbye.="goodbye." great="great" heartfelt="heartfelt" hi="hi" home.="home." in="in" it="it" jump.="jump." jumped="jumped" karaoked="karaoked" letter.="letter." midnight-ish="midnight-ish" oh="oh" on="on" out="out" p="p" pictured="pictured" raced="raced" soda-ed="soda-ed" songs="songs" the="the" then="then" til="til" times.="times." to="to" took="took" trace="trace" tuyen="tuyen" us="us" was="was" way="way" with="with">
Oddly enough, I feel... sad? But in a very apathetic way. I realize how much I'm going to miss everyone but no tears have come up yet. I feel so heartless. Oh well, Jessica says it'll hit me soon enough. I guess I'll just wait 'til it does to tell you.
"Don't change."
Change is inevitable. (: But I'll never stop being me. You can count on that. We'll always be me and you and that's that. So, see you soon? Hey, time flies. Before you know it, I'll be coming home.
"Please don't leave. You can stay with me."
"I'll come back for Thanksgiving. I wouldn't miss out on the food. I love ham!"
"I have ham at home right now! Let's go!"
Goodbye.
Went to Di Ba's house for goodbye dinner and helped Tray with her homework. Just another usual Sunday with the kids. Danica came. Talked and whatnot. LOL, she brought "wine" for mes parents. I will never get enough of that girl. She left. Goodbye. Continued on with the kids. Opened Trace's present: a onesie! <3 amp="amp" and="and" belted="belted" buddha-ed.="buddha-ed." car="car" dodgeballed="dodgeballed" good="good" goodbye.="goodbye." great="great" heartfelt="heartfelt" hi="hi" home.="home." in="in" it="it" jump.="jump." jumped="jumped" karaoked="karaoked" letter.="letter." midnight-ish="midnight-ish" oh="oh" on="on" out="out" p="p" pictured="pictured" raced="raced" soda-ed="soda-ed" songs="songs" the="the" then="then" til="til" times.="times." to="to" took="took" trace="trace" tuyen="tuyen" us="us" was="was" way="way" with="with">
Oddly enough, I feel... sad? But in a very apathetic way. I realize how much I'm going to miss everyone but no tears have come up yet. I feel so heartless. Oh well, Jessica says it'll hit me soon enough. I guess I'll just wait 'til it does to tell you.
"Don't change."
Change is inevitable. (: But I'll never stop being me. You can count on that. We'll always be me and you and that's that. So, see you soon? Hey, time flies. Before you know it, I'll be coming home.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Tidbits I believe are worthy of having been jotted down
- "We lock our car doors, not to prevent car thieves from stealing our cars, but to keep the honest people honest." (Mr. Brown)
- "Life doesn't draw straight lines." (Mr. Dolci, 03/01/12)
- "Stuff that makes your head hurt, that makes you think is good for you, just like how when you're in the weightroom, stuff that makes you hurt is good for you." (I don't know who said this. I think Mr. Brown did though, 'cause I also wrote on a sidenote "Ap Lit. students are masochists...")
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Sigh, I don't even know where these things come from... I swear I haven't been fantasizing.
There he was, walking along the shore again. I'd seen him earlier with three other transfer students--another boy and two girls. They were placed in a different boat than I was. Since I was the organizer of the school outing to the beach, I was in the first boat to make sure there wasn't any trouble. Although I was constantly busy filling out paperwork for activities and taking roll, several times I caught him looking my way and when I looked up, he wouldn't look away, which not only annoyed me but the brunette sitting beside him too.
Now was our last day at the beach and I was just sitting on a chair, relaxing after the long week, when he approached me. On guard at all times, I eyed him suspiciously.
---cant remember.
I guess my hands were dirty because I went to the bathroom to wash it. Just as I was finishing up, he opened the door, which I left ajar since I was just washing my hands. He walked in, completely aware of my presence and locked the door and began taking off his clothes. I was slowly backing away towards the door but he had finished taking off all his clothes (I'm not so sure about his undies. I wasn't really looking.) Before I even knew what was happening, he pulled me into the shower fully clothed and wrapped my arms around his naked body.
I believe some witty banter took place between us.
We both individually began to shower. Mind you, neither of us touched the other. We were just rinsing off all the sand on our bodies and just happen to be doing it in the same stall.
He asked me for my hand and when I nodded, magically pulled open the shower wall (which I specifically remember was made of the white wavy texture tile from Porcelanosa). We stepped into the bright light and arrived in a different world, a completely undersea one. After I had taken in the magnificent scenery of my surroundings, I turned to see he was no longer naked but wore a mermaid's tail! "Could it be?" I thought in my head. He asked for my hand and when I nodded this time, he took me on a tour of his kingdom--Yes, he was a mermaid prince. (What the fudge... & this was BEFORE I rewatched The Little Mermaid. Seriously?! Oh god, Emily...)
---
It was today. I knew because he told me, which is why I specifically tried to avoid him as much as possible, because I knew it'd hurt too much to never see him again. I looked towards the sunset; it was almost time. Suddenly, a grandma begged me to take her to him. She was obsessed with him and didn't want to live without him. For some reason, I helped fulfill her last dying wish and ran as fast as I could, pushing her wheelchair at a ridiculously insane speed I formerly believed to be impossible. When we reached the end of the pier, the four mermaids (transfer students) were already in the water, ready to swim home when I threw the grandma into the water beside him. (Don't worry. She was an amazing swimmer.) I explained to them her dilemma and snuck a glance at him to see his reaction. His eyes caught mine and amused, he smiled as he gave his consent.
For some reason, I felt the urge to jump in and swim with them as far as I could, so I did. My excuse was "to make sure nothing bad happens to the grandma" when really all I wanted was to be closer to him for one last time. I swam with all my might to Macy's, the point where only mermaids could swim past, and being in the lead, I snuck a glance to see how far back they were and only found him smirking back at me. "He loved it when I was being competitive," his eyes seemed to suggest. Having arrived first, I hoisted myself up on the ledge and sat there, admiring him til he arrived. I waved goodbye as they approached, signaling them to continue swimming past me, because a formal goodbye would have been too much for me, and watched as he swam away, looking back once to flash me his signature smile (I specifically remember him having those two wrinkle lines on the sides of your mouth when you smile), only this time with sadness in his eyes.
A few weeks later, I visited Butthead at Valleyfair. She was with her Red Cross crew, fundraising at some kiosk which sold adorable Papurus-like cards. I promised to come by and support them sometime and I kept my word. I dragged her away and walked with her a bit before confiding within her that I showered with a boy. Nguyen, having followed Michelle, had already believed he heard too much and walked back to the kiosk, while Michelle inquired further. I was a but surprised ad to why Nguyen left our company for I wasn't ashamed of talking about it because we didn't do anything immoral! She took me down to the basement, where we talked and caught up on life and whatnot. She told me about how they're starting to invent showers with toilets installed in them and dragged me to a prototype. All of a sudden, we heard footsteps and immediately turned off all the lights and kept as quiet as possible. Unfortunately, we weren't supposed to be there in the first place and as cheerful as the manager was when she caught us, we didn't wanna press our luck, so we agreed to exit. As I was leaving, I stole one last look at the prototype and realized... That was the shower stall he took me in.
NOW, FOR MORE ON MY THOUGHTS.
In my dream, even though the guy was naked, it was really innocent. Like, no OMGOMGOMG, pass out, he's naked! or anything... Everything felt really comfortable. I don't even know who this guy is, okay? I can only remember his smile. So no questions. I have no idea what inspired this dream at all? Surely not Monte Cristo. I wasn't thinking of anybody; I wasn't -- like, it was just a normal day! & it makes me really frustrated that this mystery guy just appears in my dream. What. the. fudge. man. Why couldn't you be some unicorn!?
P.S. I recorded the dream the minute I woke up from it 'cause I didn't wanna forget any details, but I still forgot a whole lot. Like, I had some kind of history with that guy. But whatever, moment passed. Back to the point, everything written is kinda in its raw form. Sorry if it's not organized or anything. "/
Now was our last day at the beach and I was just sitting on a chair, relaxing after the long week, when he approached me. On guard at all times, I eyed him suspiciously.
---cant remember.
I guess my hands were dirty because I went to the bathroom to wash it. Just as I was finishing up, he opened the door, which I left ajar since I was just washing my hands. He walked in, completely aware of my presence and locked the door and began taking off his clothes. I was slowly backing away towards the door but he had finished taking off all his clothes (I'm not so sure about his undies. I wasn't really looking.) Before I even knew what was happening, he pulled me into the shower fully clothed and wrapped my arms around his naked body.
I believe some witty banter took place between us.
We both individually began to shower. Mind you, neither of us touched the other. We were just rinsing off all the sand on our bodies and just happen to be doing it in the same stall.
He asked me for my hand and when I nodded, magically pulled open the shower wall (which I specifically remember was made of the white wavy texture tile from Porcelanosa). We stepped into the bright light and arrived in a different world, a completely undersea one. After I had taken in the magnificent scenery of my surroundings, I turned to see he was no longer naked but wore a mermaid's tail! "Could it be?" I thought in my head. He asked for my hand and when I nodded this time, he took me on a tour of his kingdom--Yes, he was a mermaid prince. (What the fudge... & this was BEFORE I rewatched The Little Mermaid. Seriously?! Oh god, Emily...)
---
It was today. I knew because he told me, which is why I specifically tried to avoid him as much as possible, because I knew it'd hurt too much to never see him again. I looked towards the sunset; it was almost time. Suddenly, a grandma begged me to take her to him. She was obsessed with him and didn't want to live without him. For some reason, I helped fulfill her last dying wish and ran as fast as I could, pushing her wheelchair at a ridiculously insane speed I formerly believed to be impossible. When we reached the end of the pier, the four mermaids (transfer students) were already in the water, ready to swim home when I threw the grandma into the water beside him. (Don't worry. She was an amazing swimmer.) I explained to them her dilemma and snuck a glance at him to see his reaction. His eyes caught mine and amused, he smiled as he gave his consent.
For some reason, I felt the urge to jump in and swim with them as far as I could, so I did. My excuse was "to make sure nothing bad happens to the grandma" when really all I wanted was to be closer to him for one last time. I swam with all my might to Macy's, the point where only mermaids could swim past, and being in the lead, I snuck a glance to see how far back they were and only found him smirking back at me. "He loved it when I was being competitive," his eyes seemed to suggest. Having arrived first, I hoisted myself up on the ledge and sat there, admiring him til he arrived. I waved goodbye as they approached, signaling them to continue swimming past me, because a formal goodbye would have been too much for me, and watched as he swam away, looking back once to flash me his signature smile (I specifically remember him having those two wrinkle lines on the sides of your mouth when you smile), only this time with sadness in his eyes.
A few weeks later, I visited Butthead at Valleyfair. She was with her Red Cross crew, fundraising at some kiosk which sold adorable Papurus-like cards. I promised to come by and support them sometime and I kept my word. I dragged her away and walked with her a bit before confiding within her that I showered with a boy. Nguyen, having followed Michelle, had already believed he heard too much and walked back to the kiosk, while Michelle inquired further. I was a but surprised ad to why Nguyen left our company for I wasn't ashamed of talking about it because we didn't do anything immoral! She took me down to the basement, where we talked and caught up on life and whatnot. She told me about how they're starting to invent showers with toilets installed in them and dragged me to a prototype. All of a sudden, we heard footsteps and immediately turned off all the lights and kept as quiet as possible. Unfortunately, we weren't supposed to be there in the first place and as cheerful as the manager was when she caught us, we didn't wanna press our luck, so we agreed to exit. As I was leaving, I stole one last look at the prototype and realized... That was the shower stall he took me in.
NOW, FOR MORE ON MY THOUGHTS.
In my dream, even though the guy was naked, it was really innocent. Like, no OMGOMGOMG, pass out, he's naked! or anything... Everything felt really comfortable. I don't even know who this guy is, okay? I can only remember his smile. So no questions. I have no idea what inspired this dream at all? Surely not Monte Cristo. I wasn't thinking of anybody; I wasn't -- like, it was just a normal day! & it makes me really frustrated that this mystery guy just appears in my dream. What. the. fudge. man. Why couldn't you be some unicorn!?
P.S. I recorded the dream the minute I woke up from it 'cause I didn't wanna forget any details, but I still forgot a whole lot. Like, I had some kind of history with that guy. But whatever, moment passed. Back to the point, everything written is kinda in its raw form. Sorry if it's not organized or anything. "/
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Just another whimsical dream...
Ba Noi knew she was going to die soon so she took us up to a hill. She rode a white horse. We had to climb. And the mountain was really steep and took a really long time to climb. But we did it. The family. Chi Phuong and Ba Noi's brother was there. She took us up all the way to the summit and then dug a hole. It didn't take long before she hit a metal vault (it looked like one of those sewer doors). She pulled up a box from it and opened it up. Inside were a whole bunch of license plates for fishing boats (which were apparently very expensive because everybody was in awe at how much money she had kept in secret). She gave me the key to the secret treasure and trusted us to not fight for the wealth after she died. However, just as she said that, her brother somehow took the key from my hand when he ran away with his wife. Fortunately, I retrieved it, but he fell to the ground and bled to death.
Analysis: I believed it was inspired by my reading of "The Count of Monte Cristo" when Abbé Faria was about to die and entrusted the secret treasure riddle to Dantes.
Night of 08/02/12 --- Morning of 08/03/12
Analysis: I believed it was inspired by my reading of "The Count of Monte Cristo" when Abbé Faria was about to die and entrusted the secret treasure riddle to Dantes.
Night of 08/02/12 --- Morning of 08/03/12
Just one of those perfect moments...
Passed by an mini accident on the freeway... Which ironically was right by the sign "AW COLLISION"
xD would've made one awesome picture.
Too bad we were in the carpool lane.
xD would've made one awesome picture.
Too bad we were in the carpool lane.
Transition from high school to college?
Here we are now
Everything is about to change
We face tomorrow as we say goodbye to yesterday
A chapter ending but the stories only just begun
A page is turning for everyone
So excited I can barely even catch my breath
WE have each other to lean on for the road ahead
This happy ending is the start of all our dreams
And I know your heart is with me
Its time to show the world we've got something to say
A song to sing out loud we'll never fade away
I know I'll miss you but we'll meet again someday
We'll never fade away
So I'm moving on
Letting go
Holding on to tomorrow
I've always got the memories while I'm finding out who I'm gonna be
We might be apart but I hope you always know
You'll be with me
Wherever, wherever I go
-Miley Cyrus ft. Emily Osment
Hahaha, I swear if you played this while saying goodbye to me, I'm pretty sure I'd bawl. But let's not do that. That's mean.
Ahhh, it's like the graduation song. ):
WHY THESE PEOPLE MAKE ME WANNA CRY?!
Everything is about to change
We face tomorrow as we say goodbye to yesterday
A chapter ending but the stories only just begun
A page is turning for everyone
So excited I can barely even catch my breath
WE have each other to lean on for the road ahead
This happy ending is the start of all our dreams
And I know your heart is with me
Its time to show the world we've got something to say
A song to sing out loud we'll never fade away
I know I'll miss you but we'll meet again someday
We'll never fade away
So I'm moving on
Letting go
Holding on to tomorrow
I've always got the memories while I'm finding out who I'm gonna be
We might be apart but I hope you always know
You'll be with me
Wherever, wherever I go
-Miley Cyrus ft. Emily Osment
Hahaha, I swear if you played this while saying goodbye to me, I'm pretty sure I'd bawl. But let's not do that. That's mean.
Ahhh, it's like the graduation song. ):
WHY THESE PEOPLE MAKE ME WANNA CRY?!
Saturday, September 1, 2012
BEST POWDERPUFF EVERRR
Brings back some pretty bittersweet memories, eh?
- Thriller: FANTASTICS. 1-2, 1-2, 1-2!
- Cha-Cha Slide: OMG, Julina, Butthead, Christine. WE ACTUALLY TOOK VIDEOS OF US. Oh, & KevinKao. LOL.
- Bad Romance: LINDALOVE. LOL, anything Lady Gaga = her.
- You Belong With Me: TAYLOR SWIFTTTTTTTTTTTT. LIFE. <3 li="li">
- Kanye West: OMG. <3 li="li">
- Single Ladies: ?
- Santa Baby: I think Jessica told me she liked this song but it's so... seductive. *shivers* Gives me the creeps.
- Everytime We Touch: OH. MY. GOD. I died when I heard this. JUST OMG. Julinaaaaaaaaaa.
- Hot Potato: OMG, THE WIGGLES! T&K.
- Party in the USA: Mel. OMG.
- Down: OMG, just... everything... United States of Pop.
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