we will be moving on thursday. I CAN'T WAIT!!!! :D
can't wait to have my own room. can't wait to not having to wait for the bathroom in the morning. can't wait to sleep peacefully. can't wait for the absence of noise. can't wait to have OUR OWN SPACE. i don't care that it's the basement. can't wait for a shorter commute. can't wait, can't wait, can't wait.
finally received recommendations from prof W today, the ones that i had to mail back cuz she didn't sign across the envelope seal. well, guess what, this time SHE STILL DIDN'T. WHAT THE FUCK. why can't this woman do things right??! i even wrote in the note very clearly, explicitly, bolded and underlined that she needs to sign across the fucking seal and SHE STILL DIDN'T. ASD;LKFJ;LKAJSLDKJ. FUCK. i can't fucking believe this. what the fuck do i have to do, bring them personally to her and hold the pen with her hand to fucking sign it?? why the fuck is it so hard?? she did it for ONE of my recommendations when i wrote the same instructions, and these two she just couldn't do the same. what the fuck ugh i'm so pissed.
anyway, i watched paranormal activity today. it was eh. really slow and boring in the beginning, i almost fell asleep. picked up like in the last 10-15 minutes. these black kids sitting in front of us were hilarious, making ridiculous comments that crack up everybody. and there was this guy that sneezed for the entire theater to hear at this moment when it was all silent, that was great. sometimes i dislike watching scary movies in the theaters cuz there's always stupid people in the audience making stupid comments or being annoying and thus ruin the movie, but it's ok when the movie itself isn't that great or scary to begin with, which is true in this case. so yeah, it was pretty much just... fun. i was laughing most of the time rather than cringing or omg-ing. REC is still the best documentary-type scary movie imo.
dave told me that last time when we went drinking, i sat down on the sidewalk for like 15 minutes. and i do not remember that AT ALL. i still semi think he made that up. because honestly, i remember everything else, so how is it possible that i blocked out that part?? that makes no sense. i wasn't THAT drunk. but if it were true, IF, that'd be pretty crazy. tonight i had a heineken and then basically a whole bottle of sake and i'm completely fine. i think it's because i had food in between. i love drinking.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
retail therapy
thanks to ThankYou pts (lol) with Citi, i got a Macy's gift card for $100. WOOHOO. so, i went shopping today. i think i really like spending money =X
well first, i went to the optical store to get a contact lens prescription. friggin a, cost me $225 ($100 for the exam, $125 for a 6mo supply). oh and i still didn't get the actual contact lenses, i'm supposed to "try out" a pair they gave me with my new prescription, and then go back in a week, and THEN they'll order my supply. wtf. i decided against changing my glasses lenses, just cuz it would've been another $100-something and i can still see fine with them. blah.
and then, went to orthodontist to get my braces tightened. had to redo my left front tooth cuz it was like shifting upward and it's very noticeable. ugh.
then went to macy's. originally i wanted to get a leather jacket that i had seen a while back, but they only had one style and it was like, $85, so screw it. then i found a couple of things i liked on the sales rack (sales racks ftw):
used my gift card for the clothes and a 20% off coupon for the bag (final price $46, Nine West) :D
then, went to a beauty store to get some hair bands ($3something total).
and then finally red mango (my lunch... at 4:30pm); tangomonium + strawberry + dark chocolate = BEST combination ever. i can't believe i didn't discover this earlier. yum :) my tummy was satisfied.
so yeah it was pretty much a day of dishing out $ like no other. but retail therapy really works, i'll tell you that.
well first, i went to the optical store to get a contact lens prescription. friggin a, cost me $225 ($100 for the exam, $125 for a 6mo supply). oh and i still didn't get the actual contact lenses, i'm supposed to "try out" a pair they gave me with my new prescription, and then go back in a week, and THEN they'll order my supply. wtf. i decided against changing my glasses lenses, just cuz it would've been another $100-something and i can still see fine with them. blah.
and then, went to orthodontist to get my braces tightened. had to redo my left front tooth cuz it was like shifting upward and it's very noticeable. ugh.
then went to macy's. originally i wanted to get a leather jacket that i had seen a while back, but they only had one style and it was like, $85, so screw it. then i found a couple of things i liked on the sales rack (sales racks ftw):
used my gift card for the clothes and a 20% off coupon for the bag (final price $46, Nine West) :D
then, went to a beauty store to get some hair bands ($3something total).
and then finally red mango (my lunch... at 4:30pm); tangomonium + strawberry + dark chocolate = BEST combination ever. i can't believe i didn't discover this earlier. yum :) my tummy was satisfied.
so yeah it was pretty much a day of dishing out $ like no other. but retail therapy really works, i'll tell you that.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
to dream or not to dream
shit. i'm getting so fucked up it's really bad. fuck.
to anyone who's wondering, i'll be journaling about M (the mentally retarded kid that i "babysit") in a paper diary that i have instead of blogging about it, since i journal it when i'm over at his house, during the majority of time that he ignores me.
so i'm pretty much done with my apps. my personal statements are done, most of the online/paper app portions are done, i just need to get all my recommendations in, send my transcripts over, and do this final essay question for northwestern. it's like a philosophy paper except i never took philosophy in college; it's asking me to write about my mode of thinking about human behavior. i managed to write 2 paragraphs at work today. a pat on the back. will continue tomorrow.
just noticed on my paycheck that i got a raise (?). strange. nobody ever told me about that. shrug.
i wanna go karaoke. sigh. i'm so friggin cheap these days. well, considering the fact that i just spent almost $100 on manhattan men, i should be refraining from recreational spending for awhile.
what else. right. my so-called happiness. um, i don't have any. yeah. i really believe that i will never be truly happy, and i accept that. you can call me pathetically pessimistic, so be it. i do believe that there are circumstances in life that can bar you from happiness, circumstances that are not under your control. and those few that are joyous despite it all, they're saints. that's why they're so few of them. get it? i'm so fuckin fed up with people telling me to look on the bright side, to be optimistic, blahblahblah, well, you know what, optimism isn't gonna cut it. it may for you, but not for me, not for my family. you don't know shit about what i'm going thru, and even if you do, you don't understand a thing about it, so fuck off with the pep talk. thank you.
to anyone who's wondering, i'll be journaling about M (the mentally retarded kid that i "babysit") in a paper diary that i have instead of blogging about it, since i journal it when i'm over at his house, during the majority of time that he ignores me.
so i'm pretty much done with my apps. my personal statements are done, most of the online/paper app portions are done, i just need to get all my recommendations in, send my transcripts over, and do this final essay question for northwestern. it's like a philosophy paper except i never took philosophy in college; it's asking me to write about my mode of thinking about human behavior. i managed to write 2 paragraphs at work today. a pat on the back. will continue tomorrow.
just noticed on my paycheck that i got a raise (?). strange. nobody ever told me about that. shrug.
i wanna go karaoke. sigh. i'm so friggin cheap these days. well, considering the fact that i just spent almost $100 on manhattan men, i should be refraining from recreational spending for awhile.
what else. right. my so-called happiness. um, i don't have any. yeah. i really believe that i will never be truly happy, and i accept that. you can call me pathetically pessimistic, so be it. i do believe that there are circumstances in life that can bar you from happiness, circumstances that are not under your control. and those few that are joyous despite it all, they're saints. that's why they're so few of them. get it? i'm so fuckin fed up with people telling me to look on the bright side, to be optimistic, blahblahblah, well, you know what, optimism isn't gonna cut it. it may for you, but not for me, not for my family. you don't know shit about what i'm going thru, and even if you do, you don't understand a thing about it, so fuck off with the pep talk. thank you.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
how to be content
"when you are addicted to drugs you put the tiger in the cage to recover; when you are addicted to food you put the tiger in the cage, but take it out three times a day for a walk."
- Overeaters Anonymous
Today, I translated my mom's complaint to court into English. She's going to file it tomorrow. So we're going to take it to the court after all. I wonder what's going to happen. I know I'm going to have to translate, if not help make a case. I don't want to think about it. I think as of now, the case we're making is going to be that either a forced sale, or we buy their share and they move out. Honestly, I don't want to buy their share. I don't want us to be in debt for the rest of my parents' lives. I don't want to even be living in Great Neck, even though I like this house. I'd rather do a forced sale, but I know it will take at least 2, 3 years to actually sell it.
I still blame God sometimes for this.
These days when I'm doing my apps, I wonder if I should really do this, clinical psych. The more I look into it, the less I feel I have what it takes. But I'm sure I'd think like that with any career. At any rate, I've decided that my Plan B is going to be Health IT.
I still have a dream that will never be realized. It will stay as a dream, forever.
Why does it seem like time is going by so fast and yet so slow at the same time?
- Overeaters Anonymous
Today, I translated my mom's complaint to court into English. She's going to file it tomorrow. So we're going to take it to the court after all. I wonder what's going to happen. I know I'm going to have to translate, if not help make a case. I don't want to think about it. I think as of now, the case we're making is going to be that either a forced sale, or we buy their share and they move out. Honestly, I don't want to buy their share. I don't want us to be in debt for the rest of my parents' lives. I don't want to even be living in Great Neck, even though I like this house. I'd rather do a forced sale, but I know it will take at least 2, 3 years to actually sell it.
I still blame God sometimes for this.
These days when I'm doing my apps, I wonder if I should really do this, clinical psych. The more I look into it, the less I feel I have what it takes. But I'm sure I'd think like that with any career. At any rate, I've decided that my Plan B is going to be Health IT.
I still have a dream that will never be realized. It will stay as a dream, forever.
Why does it seem like time is going by so fast and yet so slow at the same time?
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