January 2010
28 posts
mom and stepdad
had a major fight for hours about something extremely trivial today. reminds me of the old days. they yelled in the living room and tried to cover their voices by keeping the tv on; they forgot how thin the walls are. siblings and i stayed in our rooms, acting like nothing was going on. like the old days.
i should be used to it by now, especially since this occured nearly every day with my first...
impromptu sleepover
in my bed yesterday since ruth basically got caught going out last night/this morning. hope she didn’t get in too much trouble when she finally went home. it was surprisingly comfortable sharing my tiny twin size bed with her. congratulations to marie on her first time. went up the hill and got separated for a bit; but there was slight bonding involved so it was all gooood.
slept around six...
bones
is quite interesting if you’re able to stomach all the gore and grimy skeletons/corpses. i went to kris’s house today to study; but we just ended up talking for a few hours and watching bones.
jaime made me listen to a really intense and sad rap song during fourth period today called ‘dancing with the devil’. it was mind boggling.
i’m procrastinating my ass off. if...
found a room
composed of paper that anonymous people drew things on. i have to say, it was pretty amazing. we plan on going there often. everything there always tastes bomb and it has a beautiful atmosphere.
jiyoung and i got along frightfully well today. odd. tried to go to the library and study after brunch but that was a complete failure because some loud ass mexican jr. high kids sat near us. and we kept...
“hey, you. don’t let tomorrow be a mirror image of today.”
– kris shin
is it sad that my big plans for tomorrow
involve an insane amount of studying at the public library and only an hour or two of relaxing time at the veronese cafe? well then, my life is sad. but hopefully the rest of skyp will be there to accompany throughout my sad and (probably) exhausting day.
i am stressed to the max at the moment and i feel like i have coffee for blood. this is the first time in my entire life that i’m...
downtown disney
this afternoon after going to saturday school and sleeping at nick’s house. we were all a bit cranky and all. but the “freeze” stunt was pretty cool. :)
my mother’s still on her period and says she doesn’t want to look at me because then she’ll be tempted to slap me. someone lacks emotional restraint. soooooo tonight is the perfect night to go out. yay. not...
had to be there.
jiyoung's sister: how dare you.
jiyoung: i'm sorry!
jiyoung's sister: whatever.
jiyoung: i love you!
bananas with whipped cream
is officially my new favorite snack. it might look wrong while i’m eating it, but it’s so good that i find myself not caring. and there’s a certain method to eating it that makes it taste that much better.
my neighbors have accumulated about 100 beer cans in their backyard, but i didn’t mind. Until recently. The rain splatters all over them making it impossible for my...
pulled an all-nighter
for absolutely no reason this morning. i planned on staying up to do the elephant-crap-load of homework i had to do, but ended up reading and procrastinating in almost every way possible. this unproductive all-nighter left me feeling snappish and sluggish all day today. not to mention the crap weather we’re having that made me feel grumpier. but pho with bonding couch crew made me feel...
sexually transmitted diseases
mom: i think sex diseases could come in handy.
me: WHAT?
mom: that way, when a guy gets you pregnant in the near future, you could tell him he's got herpes.
me: why did you say 'in the near future'?
mom: it's likely.
me: thanks.
“myra’s sending me a telepathic message right now. and she wants me to tell...”
– for future use.
today was a day
full of failures. my new year’s resolution was to eat healthier; but i had mcdonalds for breakfast, burger king for lunch, costco pizza for dinner. not to mention my habit of eating mcdonalds every day after 7th period now. :(
mother dragged us to the library booksale; being stereotypically asian and wanting to save a massive amount of money on books. but by the time we got there, it was...
i'm overly dependant
and i hate how it’s so hard for me to calm down or go through a whole day without them. i wish i could just quit. i wish i was mentally strong enough to force myself to stop. bahhhhh. i wish for a lot of things.
i couldn't wake up for saturday school
so i’ll just have to go next saturday. i wish i could’ve gone snowboarding with ruth and jiyoung instead of spending all day doing nothing at home. i couldn’t even step outside of my room because my stepdad was brooding for no reason on the couch.
he was being especially insufferable today. he glared at me when i dared to say good morning, he yelled at me when i said i...
i've gone and told
my mom about the cancer inducing habit i have and she wasn’t very angry at all. peer court today was embarrassing because i cried in front of a jury that consisted of 100 teenagers.
my punishment?
25 hours of community service.
obey ‘my own personal’ curfew (soon to be set by probation officer).
mail weekly progress reports to my officer.
write a 3 page essay about what i...
i feel an all-nighter
coming on. fantastic. but since i now have all the time in the world, why not spend some of it procrastinating and listening to modest mouse?
i’ve come to realize that i’m a bit uncomfortable with tumblr sometimes. people can ‘follow’ you and it shows up on their dashboards the second you post something. they see it whether they want to or not; then your thoughts...
“say you need to go eat cauliflower and say bye. but then secretly block him.”
– ruth yang
ruth always calls me
whenever she has a random realization about d____s, or if she’s h__h. and for some strange reason i kind of like it. :)
i have to go to peer court on wednesday (so maybe i’ll miss school) and i’m so fucking worried. i guess the worst penalty i’ll get is probably some community service and a warning or whatever. but i can’t seem to stop freaking out about it anyway.
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my mother is naked on purpose
and she’s lying in my sister’s bed. my sister made up an excellent, catchy song about how weird it is. my siblings are now having a screaming contest.
typical day at home.
pirate speak
me: hey paul! talk like a pirate.
brother: ARGH.
me: MORE.
brother: ARGH. BOOTY.
me: be jack sparrow.
brother: CHIRP CHIRP.
everyone has a formspring
now and i’m tempted. i’ve unknowingly (at first) conducted an experiment around 3:30 today. my conclusion: someone up there fucking loves me.
sad to say, i will probably end up making a formspring account before the day ends.
irish wristwatch
is supposed to be impossible to say. try it. also try saying ‘toy boat’ three times quickly once you’re over the irish wristwatch. i am very entertained.
you should also try changing your facebook language to ‘english (pirate)’.