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[18 Jul 2006|12:28pm] |
Jurisprudence Paper due: 10:45 AM July 19 Wednesday
Number of pages to write for Jurisprudence class: 15
Number of pages written as of 10:54AM July 18: 2
Comments: It isn't too bad considering that I have started to write...oh shoot oh shoot oh shoot
History of Early Christianity Paper due: 8:30AM July 19 Wednesday
Number of pages to write for paper: 7
Number of pages written as of 10:54AM July 18: 0
Comments: This is not good because I haven't done any of the readings pertaining to the paper yet either.
Goal: not completely lose my mind or panick... omg omg omg
My brain is eating itself and I feel like I am going to regurgitate.
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| LIFE IS HELLA FINE |
[09 Feb 2006|11:04am] |
Life Is Fine
I went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.
I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.
But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!
I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.
I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.
But it was High up there! It was high!
So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love--
But for livin' I was born
Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry--
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.
Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!
Langston Hughes
Ah... the joys of Auditing. So basically I sit with a file of papers... about 300 pages and it is filled with tag numbers, product numbers and quantities. I sit and compare piles of numbers with more piles of numbers. My boss gave me the assignment and I told him that it was absolutely disgusting work. He responded with a speech... in the whole Enron thing the Auditors were sued for millions for doing this "disgusting" work wrong so its not "disgusting" but very very important... blah blah blah blah blah. In these kind of moments I miss school work the most... pray for patience~ Life is fine.
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[17 Dec 2005|10:08pm] |
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Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male |
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve |
On another note:
Soo... I am not usually into SciFi. Having said that I should say that now I am addicted to this TV show. From the same creator of Buffy comes this addicting scifi show based on a crew on a space ship. I was very skeptical about whether I would like it because I am not much for space stories: never was a trekky or star wars fan. It is really funny because the crew is made up of all these very different and wierd people. The crew basically does illegal jobs on the side- heists,deliveries and of the sort: Sang said its very cowboy beebop-ish. The characters include the captain (previous war sargeant, fight on the losing side against the huge and mighty, evil Alliance- I know how cliche), an interracial couple (wife was warrior woman and the husband is a dorky redhead- so much fun!), courtesan/prostitute (they have some high cultish status and can choose clients supposedly... she has weird tension with captain), cute girl mechanic (swear from a kid show, but I can't remember which one... Sang and I were trying to figure it out for hours), a doctor and his crazy, yet genius sister.... FUNNNNN~
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| no music in office... want christmas songs |
[02 Dec 2005|01:36pm] |
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Really don't think I will get used to the elevators here...the feeling of the huge push upwards and the sudden stop and slight fall makes my stomach flip. I have finals in a little over a week. I am freaking out... absolutely about to die... work is not bad. I get most of next week off because I want to study for finals. NOw, if I can only find something to amuse me... anything! I am ready to look at the Chinese boys in the dorm room singing backstreet boys (without sound for the 4th/5th time).
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| Stinky Office |
[28 Nov 2005|02:15pm] |
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I do remember saying that I would hate to be stuck in an office job. So... I find myself stuck in an office job! I work with one short boss who is actually really nice. I have piles of work on my desk... literally. The other co-worker has really gross long figernails and wears jeans to work. I wore jeans today too, though.
Todays work stats:
Most exciting discovery: wonders of the manual stapler that goes through like 40 tax papers yay!
Most excruciating part: spending minutes trying to figure out how to copy a paper longer than usual letter size... the damn technology! -this sort of happenings makes me really appreciate History much more
Most enjoyable task: eating lunchables snacks during work- haven't had one in ages!
Really do wish that I had more to share yet it is incredibly mundane. Do want to add on a lighter note that the metrosexual ex-date mate now has bling bling on his ears. The ear studs are like WAM! It seriously looks like he has three heads. Why do I like this incredibly shallow metrosexual? Hey figures... I like him for shallow reasons too... pretty boy who makes me laugh about stupid humor. hahaha
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[25 Nov 2005|03:48pm] |
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Still getting over not being called within the last 13 or 14 hours by guy...
One of the songs JJ gave me on birthday CD:
by John Cale
Halleluia
I heard there was a secret chord
That David played and that pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music do you
Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing hallelujah
Alleluia (x4)
Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to her kitchen chair
As she broke your thone and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah
Alleluia (x4)
Oh baby I've been here before
I've seen this room and I've walked this floor
You know I used to live alone before I knew you
And I've seen your flag on the marble arch
And love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Alleluia (x4)
Well there was a time when you let me know
What's really going on below
But now you never show that to me, do you
But remember when i moved in you
And the holy doubt was moving too
And every breath we drew was hallelujah
Alleluia (x4)
Maybe there's a god above
But all I've ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
And it's not a cry that you hear at night
It's not somebody who's seen the light
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Alleluia (x12)
God... Absolutely love the sacred sexual overtones... HOT!
I miss you so much JJ... I am having JJ withdrawals- want to HEAR your writings again.
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[25 Nov 2005|01:49pm] |
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So... haven't been here in a while. Really a comfort to see the same friends still writing... kinda a reminder that some things are still a bit constant. I love thanksgiving... eating... eating more... eating again... passing out... eating eating and more eating! I am sure I ate about seven servings of everything and quite enough to last me a couple days. That might explain why it is past noon and I haven't had a meal.
Bunch of people are out doing the after thanksgiving shopping. I feel disgusted even at the thought of being stuck inside a mall with thousands of other women who are looking for cute gold stilettos. Most of the time holiday shopping makes me want to run people over in my car. :)
On a more holy note, I am thinking of becoming a nun again. Everytime I swear off men, I meet more. Been dating this one guy for couple weeks without having to have a "talk". Then the stupid guy kissed me and screwed up everything. Of course then we could no longer just say we are "friends" (or could we?)so the talk led to some thinking. He doesn't want anything serious and I don't want anything serious so I suggested we be friends. My mind tells me one thing and my feelings say something else. I could cooly tell the guy I want to be friends, but a stupid part of me is thinking about that stupid cursed kiss...
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[02 Jun 2005|01:02pm] |
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Alllllllmost done with school!!!!
END GODDDDDDDDAMN IT!!!
I was reading through my journal from high school and found a conversation with my brother:
Michael: How did a show called "Sesame Seeds" ever get so popular with kids?
Me:... uhhh... It didn't.
Michael: It wasn't?
Me: It was called "Sesame Street"
I guess if you grow up eating sesame seeds in food, you can get confused... BUT keep in mind, my brother is also the kid who asked... "Why is it bad to be just a fucker when it is a good thing to a be a bad ass mo- fucker?"
Did hotline in the morning. Weird guy, Carlos called again. Why must he always call for referrals when he is high?
Scenerio 1: Guy walks into a rehab center. Guy starts smoking weed while asking the receptionist for help.
Scenerio 2: Guy smokes whatever and gets high. Guy calls Center for Pacific Asian Family (me, very sleepy on thursday morning shift). Guy asks for referrals to rehab centers.
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| THe World is a Bubble |
[21 Feb 2005|10:25pm] |
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There is something about bubble gum that allows me to go back to being a child. It might be the colors. Whether it is pink, green, purple or orange, I am playing with chewable play dough in my mouth. The size of the bubble gum still amazes me. I can barely chew the whole thing in my mouth without almost drooling. I am a kid again and any piece of food is too big for my mouth. Bubble gum lets me play with food. It is the only kind of food that I am allowed to chew and then bring out of my mouth. It is also the only kind of food that I can see while I enjoy without looking in a mirror. No other feeling could compare to the thrill of bubble blowing. The play dough of my mouth can be molded and blown into a huge bubble with the right kind of blowing. I chew, blow, and chew till my jaws hurt. I have bubble gum cravings every other month or so. It is my childhood drug habit that I never gave up.
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| SLEEPOVER~ |
[21 Feb 2005|01:02pm] |
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I had two of my girls over for a little sleepover get together!~ JJ, Gowa and I planned on doing really girly things such as facials, picture shoots and nails. We are all freaken lazy so we rented a movie and did our nails while we watched Being John Malkovich. I am JOHN Malkovich. JJ couldn't get over the part where John Malkovich went into his own head and saw a woman version of him in a dress saying... Malkovich, Malkovich, Malkovich.. hahahaha.
I got a really hot yellow rain ponch. When I put it on, I am super hero. No rain can touch me and therefore, I can rule and control the world. Of course, considering the fact I got this at the $.99 (where is the cent sign?) store and it seems to attract more wetness than keep it out. STill... it is so yellow and it makes me happy. Yet every time I wear it outside I see someone smile looking at me. Then I think, gosh they are so jealous. They all want to be just like me. :) :) :)
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| she HATES men |
[17 Feb 2005|12:56pm] |
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The english class I am taking is dealing with gender issues. For all people who want to read real high quality literature should read the Scum Manifesto. The back describes her writing style very well. It goes something like this:
Life in this society being, at best an utter bore and no aspect of society being at all relevant to women, there remains to civic-minded, responsible, thrill seeking, females only to overthrow the government, eliminate the money system, institute complete automation and destroy the male sex.
On the shooting of Andy Warhol: I consider that a moral act. And I consider it immoral that I missed. I should have done target practice. - Valerie Solanas
Interesting huh? I either laugh or cry the whole time I am reading the book. It is totally shocking and funny as hell. I have been reading it out loud to guys to piss them off but damn... she really really hates guys.
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[15 Feb 2005|08:57pm] |
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Yay to the world!!! I got all the classes I need to transfer! The only really bummer thing would be if I don't get accepted to any universities this year. I mean what are the chances I will get into them in the future years to come if I can't get in this year right? ...hmmm unless... I make up a disability or... change the world in a year... grrrreeeaaat! I am on it then!
What crazy english professor gives paper assignments due for the next period on the first day of class? Apparently they have such around cuz I have to write up a paper tonight. The topic is why I should not attend college and why college is BS. This is going to be really fun (no sarcasm. really!). So, the first day of class and my english teacher is already talking about how he is a homosexual atheist. He also mentions how he thinks Jesus was a homosexual.
Crazy English person: Jesus was a homosexual. I mean think about it, he ate, slept and lived with TWELVE men. If I told you all that I lived with twelve men, would you not think I was homosexual? By the way I am a homosexual. I am atheist on top of that.
Class: uhhhhhh (many people look dumbfounded)
(Suddenly the door flings open and a girl (who I know) walks into the classroom)
Girl who interrupted the class: Hello! Hi Dad (looks at the Crazy English Prof)
Class: (REally looks confused... except me ofcourse... I felt like I knew a secret)
Well my english professor is not a homosexual. I went to high school with his daughter, Camyle (the girl who walked into the classroom). She is also the reason why I am in the class.
Before class:
Me: Hi.. uhmmm Dr. Meier (Crazy english prof)
Meier: Yes?
Me: I was wondering if I could talk to you about adding your critical thinking english class.
Meier: hmmm Do you know anybody who took the class? Cuz we have tons and tons of reading and its tough. You will have six books to read... bla bla bla... so do you know anyone who took the class?
Me: (realizing that he really doesn't want me to add the class... thinks about what could convince him)
.... uhmmm (lightbulb!) Did Camyle take the class?
Meier: You know Camyle (his daughter)?
Me: I went to Mayfield with her!
Meier: You should have told me sooner. I guess I have to add you... blah blah blah
Who knew Mayfield connections really come in handy?
Well off to write my essay on why college is Bull Sh$t.
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| School is Starting! |
[14 Feb 2005|08:10am] |
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I am super excited because school is starting again... Finally!!! Really really really hope that I can add the two classes I need in order to transfer... I now have a second part-time job as a lab tutor at school. I am tutoring Anthro and History. I hope I can answer people's questions. Well heading to first class~
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| Sigh for Halloween~ |
[29 Oct 2004|10:30pm] |
I don't even know where to start telling this story. My brother has not been liked by the black kids at his school because of a misunderstanding. In the first week of school in Latin class, the kids were discussing the word, necro meaning night. Michael in all sincerely wanted to know if the word negro came from this Latin word. The white kids in his class started joking around calling him racist. The black kids in his class only heard the part where the white kids were calling him racist. He tells me words somehow got around and the black kids don't like him much.
This shocked me because my brother is the most socially just ninth grader I have ever met. This is the same kid that ask his junior high school teacher if he could talk to his classmates about saying the word, "gay". When many boys in his class in junior high, were using the word in a derogative manner, he decided that it was not right and he should address it with the class. Michael also doesn't believe just hanging out with the Asian kids in class because he just wants to get to know any cool person.
Having given the background story, here is the recent development. Today, the kids were allowed to dress up for Halloween. My brother decided to stick newspapers all over his body to be the "TIMES". I thought it was hilarious. I helped him to put newspaper on his sweater hood. The easiest way to tape the paper on his hood was to make a cone shape. I thought he looked very creative. Nothing else came to my mind. Michael went to school and realized the many kids were looking at him strangly. He thought it was because of his brilliant costume. Suddenly a friend came up and asked if he was trying to be a KKK member. SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. My brother had heard of the KKK but never saw any pictures of them anywhere so he had no idea what the kids were talking about. The news spread around school that there was a kid dressed up as the KKK. He took off his hood but the whole day kids made jokes. The black kids at his school were extremely offended and furious (rightly so... I later made an analogy to explain to my brother that it was like walking into a Jewish school wearing a Hitler costume). I just can't belive his luck.
For a long time I thought about what happened to Michael at school... just seeing since Michael was oblivious to what he was doing... whether it was okay. I came to a conclusion that ignorance is no excuse for offending and hurting people. We talked about it for a long time and he plans to apologize to the whole school on monday. He deeply offended the black kids but I think it is also important to let all the other kids know ignorance is not an excuse with certain things that harm others. Crazy how something so innocent turned into the worst thing he could have possibly done. I really feel bad for him and for the kids he offended... Sigh
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| stupid zoos |
[17 Oct 2004|08:32am] |
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Yesterday was the extra credit zoo trip for Physical Anthro. class. I hate the zoo... any zoo. We, humans, destroy habitats of animals and kill them in the process of doing so. Sometimes humans kill animals to make easy cash. Let us kill gorillas to make ash trays out of their hands! In order to "make up" for the killings and to try to "save" these animals we put them in cages to suffer. Yes, let us bring all our little children to watch the endangered animals... kids, we can keep destroying these animals as long as we breed them in these zoos. Isn't it great to see all these colorful and exciting animals in CAGES without all the hastle of the forest or the desert? Stupid cages I just want to set the animals free. There was a baboon looking straight at us humans by clinging on to his CAGE, this lady came up the baboon and took at picture of it with flash. The baboon could not stop blinking and rubbing its eyes for a while. Yeah yeah tell me that I am freaken criticizing an institution that is trying to help the animals... whatever... stupid cages.
On a more pleasant note: How are we most like chimps? Our violent nature... warring with our own species. There are things to be learned.
I remember hating sunday school as a kid. Now I cage in the kids into another classroom in the weekend as a teacher. How did the nun convince me to do this? This is no service... I am perpetuating the cycle of the most hated sunday school. I brought them candy. Not only did I have the attention of 12 fourth graders with ADD but also I could convince these kids that participating by answering my questions is a good thing (candy for anyone who answers a question and participates). Candy is mighty dandy. I like CAndy.
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| Trying |
[15 Oct 2004|11:27pm] |
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Do you not hate it... not having the things to say? It is not even the fact of trying hard. It is just the fact of not having something to say to a person at the moment. After this moment passes by, you will remember thousands of things you once wanted to share. This moment while it passes away will bring nothing to my mind. The same moment I feel that I am losing a chance at something.
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| REd light Green Light Party... Karoke... Picnic |
[26 Sep 2004|07:31pm] |
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Yesterday I went to a green light red light party. Who knows what that is? For who doesn't know... I didn't know before... it is a party where you have three stickers: RED (I am dating one person and not looking for anyone else), YELLOW (I am dating but looking for choices .. that is funny), GREEN (I am single and VERY available). I walked in to the party two hours late with Gowa... no men... none. hahahahaha. It was good once the guys started pouring in.. yes pouring in.. groups of threes!!! Fun!!! BUt knowing people damn it... would start mixing colors like I am green/yellow or yellow/red.. WTF? Still not as bad as having to ask right? I met some pretty cool people. Even met two Loyola alumni... small world~
I took Gowa to karaoke in K Town. Funniest moment besides me not being able to sing: when I ran into another sunday school teacher. Since we had a picnic today, I was like.. you should be asleep preparing to work hard at the picnic! He was soo drunk it was funny. He was hyper as hell and kept saying that he would see us actually not tomorrow (sunday) but today cuz it was one... uhhh drunk people can act so weird and funny.
Picnic was HOt. Another funny moment: I was fanning myself frantically at one moment when this guy came up to me and said with all seriousness, "you look really hot." (He meant that I looked like I was burning in the sun). But, of course, I wasn't going to let that go easily... hee hee.. damn I don't know when I will EVER hear that again no matter what context so I replied very casually, "THANKS!" He was shocked. That was fun.
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| Botox |
[25 Sep 2004|08:01pm] |
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I was thinking about English class... yes, English class... no other class makes me sigh as hard as English class. It is in this class that the professor drew stick animals "tupping" to illustrate the meaning of the word cleary in reference to the play, Othello. While he drew, he insisted that he was not attempting to illustrate animal pornography... Another day when we were discussing some people going past limits to make themselves look younger, the professor wrote the word "botox" on the board. This is how that went:
Professor: Does anyone know what this is? (points at the word: botox)
A Girl in class: (giggles) Duh, Buttocks right?
-Silence in the classroom (approx. 3 seconds)-
followed by: roars of laughter
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| Phone Calls Who Needs Them? |
[24 Sep 2004|05:55pm] |
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I am volunteering... I am waiting for hotline calls to come in. Record: none really... Still in training but I can't really get experienced if no calls come in. hee hee!
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| Fountains!!! |
[24 Sep 2004|05:41pm] |
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Have been super busy again. I have been trying to catch up on schoo work ( its been hard to concentrate... much going on). I absolutely love coordinated fountains. Volunteering for an event near the Grove in LA, I was stationed as a greeter near the fountain and the thetre. I was suppose to spot people dressed up and looking lost ... I had a very hard time spotting dressed up lost people because bunch of people were dressed up and everyone kind of looked confused... fountain is a very crowded area and everyone is trying to go somewhere. No one approached me for help for the whole hour and a half even though I was wearing a name tag. I am sure I looked lost myself. I got to look at people and the fountain.
It was so pretty!!!! The water would sprout really high but not splash everyone! I bet there are engineers who just work with water dynamics.... so cool!!! There were fish in the fountain/ fake pond and I almost wished that I were a kid again so I could jump in without an excuse....
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