Freedom!

Today was the last day of government and we had to stay in class for about an hour, during which the teacher talked about grades and passed back papers. Finally, we were allowed to turn in our two papers (5 newspaper project and term paper) and leave. After class, I kinda hung out with Florence and Alex until the buy-back place opened at 10. Then florence left and Alex and I stood in line until about 10:20...the line was soooo long. Eventually I gave up as there was still about 15 min worth of line in front of me and I was suppose to get picked up in 2 minutes.

So then I went home, called a company for my dad because his order was 1.5 weeks late. It turned out that they had computer problems so it was only shipped it out 4 days ago -_-; At least the customer service person was nice though. Then I ate a bit and took a nap. By the time i woke up, it was 7:30 pm O_o Ah well. no one woke me up and I was working on my term paper until about 4am so only got 3 hours of sleep.

After I woke up, some of my parents' friends came over and they ended up talking for a loonnnnggg time...mainly about beliefs and death and traditions though. They do the exact same thing everytime anyone in our families pass away. It's nice because they get to talk about their lost family member and what they're going through right now, but tt's also kinda creepy because one of them has these dreams where they sometimes talk to or see the people who have died and hear their wishes and things like that. They also talked about and compared Christian and Buddhist ideas of death, etc, etc. Turns out that in my mom's Buddhist religion, you're not suppose to move the body for 8-12 hours after death and you're not allowed to cremate people less than a week after death. You're also not suppose to eat meat for 49 days...so...lots of regulations. She's also been playing this cd of nuns chanting things that no one (including her) understands. It sounds peaceful though...and a little is understandable. Almost all the phrases end with fwoh-nan-mwoh or something like that and i think my dad said that means "i believe" or "to believe". So, very interesting conversation there. My dad also some *really* good strawberry-peach smoothies for everyone. ^_^

I sat in the conversation for awhile but then left. Then, I finished the animae tape Florence lent me. Bubble Gum Crisis is kinda weird...i don't really get all of it, but there's only one episode there so maybe it becomes clearer later. The Ranma 1/2 movie was funny. At first I didn't get who the characters were and having them all change into animals every once in a while made learning the characters harder too, but once I figured out who was who, it went pretty well. I think I would've caught on sooner if i had seen the series as all introduction to characters and love relationships are kinda crammed into the first 2 minutes of the movie, so i think they expected viewers to already know the characters.

Oh, and to everyone out there, Ultimate Frisbee is fun. Join the non-competitive just-for-fun ultimate frisbee league...please? i want to play and it's more fun with more people...

Mommy's Home!

So anyway, mom brought some other goodies back from Taiwan. She was slightly mad at me because earlier she had called me telling me she wanted to get a really nice formal dress for me and asked for my measurements. Then she told me that it was yellow...and that it was $300 U.S. money. I kinda said something akin to "$300!?! Why in the world would you get something that expensive?! They're only $60-$120 here...maybe $150 for a really expensive one." So...yeah. Kinda told her NOT to get the dress...plus I don't usually like yellow much. I didn't think she minded until she got back and got kinda mad at me for it, complaining about how they had to shop for SUCH a long time and all the store clerks had to spend so much time helping them and how grandma had tripped looking for the dress---more or less blaming me for Grandma's fall...Even though I didn't ask for a dress in the first place. ::sigh:: But that's kinda how she is most of the time, and I'm getting used to it. I have to, because I'm beginning to realize that I am too much like her. I get hysterical sometimes and blame other people for my problems. I used to almost hate my mom for being like that, but now i realize that, if I do, I'm hating the part of myself that I dislike the most, which makes me feel bad about myself. Thus, the way to feel better about who I am is to better accept the similar faults of others who get on my nerves with such faults. So I try, and sometimes it works, but a big problem comes when I accept some fault of my mom, but then she turns around and blames me for the same thing later. I guess that means 1) I still don't accept the fault and 2) others won't well accept the fault in me, so i can't use my own acceptance of others' faults as an excuse to show my own. Luckily, my friends and most of the rest of the family are more accepting--maybe my mom's just like me in that she dislikes what she sees in herself so is harsher with me when I show her faults. Great...that makes us more alike again. Guess I just can't escape that. Just gotta do the best with what I have...and finish my Billy Budd. rant, rant, rant. Now must get back to work.

Working hard into the night,

~Blue

More Jenny Lin Concert

We got to Carroll's and saw a bunch of Orchestra people in line. Then Elly and Andrea (who got there before us) came to the desk and took us to where they were sitting in the back. Turns out Sarah B had been there for awhile and their original party of about 6 grew to a pary of 10. As the night went on, we got more and more of the people back there in our corner, even though they weren't technically seated...Ah well. Poor waiter...there was only one guy for what ended up being something like a party of 16. We waited there a long time, and through the window, saw all the orchestra people leaving. We waited a bit longer and figured the other coordinators might have changed their plans last minute when Melinda came around and said they were having trouble up by the church. Apparently, someone had taken Tina (another deeply involved person's) purse, which had her wallet, keys, and other very important things in it. Poor Tina! Wonder how she got home. So anyway, my dad, ernest, melinda and I sat at our little table and talked about a lot of stuff pertaining to college and then a bunch of other topics. The food took awhile to come (most of Sarah's group had already left by the time our food arrived), and we were all really hungry. So we ate. No one else showed up, but we saw Mr. Nasatir, Min, Jens, and a few other people who had sat elsewhere in the restaurant. We finally left around 12:00am. So...very sleepy.

Thus, I was not able to wake up early and practice piano like i was suppose to...^_^;...whoops. It could have been worse...neeeed to practice more.

Today I had my second unofficial driving lesson! Melikes to drive...only when there aren't other cars around though...then I get terrified of ramming them and causing a lawsuit...ah well. So I actually went on a real street this time instead of circling the parking lot. Well, sort of real street. I was up at Cal State Hayward again and drove on the road that connects the entrance to the parking lots...almost crashed into a curb because I turned too late too. Ah well...at least no one was around. After the hour of driving, my dad took me to this chinese milk tea place and I got a mango milk tea w/ the tapioca pearls. Mmmmm. Then I went home, took a nap, and tutored. After that, I pretty much spent the rest of my time putting off doing my gov thesis which i *really* need to work on now. Need...to...do...work. Do me a favor and if any of you see me on the internet tomorrow, bug me until I do my gov work...must...do...work. ::sigh:: summer school can be so annoying sometimes.

Don't you hate it when...

Paying the Price of Procrastination,