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한국어: 미안해요 华语: 白日做梦 This is a fun little 'pet-project' of a schoolgirl where she goes on to vent her feelings, thoughts and views, write, and babble on about nonesense that goes about her usual life. |
Info  If you've found this blog, then chances are great that you know me. I'm just a regular asian schoolgirl, and there's nothing out of the ordinary with me. But alongside that, I am a violinist, an artist, a model, a travel enthusiast, and a web designer. I love many things such as: my culture, foreign languages, books, stuffed animals, the rain, and animals. In the same breath, I dislike a few things. These few would consist of: homework, cold weather, milk, heights and crowded beaches. I also have my share of hopes and dreams alongside everyone else.
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Thursday, July 31, 20089:30 PM
Fact: I splurged  Fact: I splurged on a tween magazine It's true, the most recent thing that I had bought was a tween magazine I had spotted in line while I was at Kmart paying for a bulk amount of bounty napkins. The only reason I had the somewhat urge to pick up said magazine was because of teh obnoxious bright colors and the fact that Nick Jonas had his face plastered upon it with a caption underneath stating: 'The real reason Nick Jonas has given up on girls'. That had gotten me interesting. But I didn't end up even picking up the magazine because of the bulky item I was in line to purchase, and the fact that I couldn't just run off with it in hand to some obscure corner in the electronics section and read it without paying. I ended up having my sister run over and buy it for me for $3.99. Yeah I know, a splurge right? Lol, it turned out to not be worth my money, because it was really stuff we already knew, but I kept it anyway. I always loved those magazines. No, I wasn't obsessed with the latest tween heartthrob Zac Efron and was dying to get a poster of him in my room. No, my sister bought them, and I always stole them because I loved the whole layout of the magazine with all the bright colors and such.. I only really looked at the pictures, but when time came when I got bored, I'd smuggle them away from the siblings and just read them. The stuff in the articles weren't really interesting. But yeah. But getting to my main point. You know those articles where the star dishes about what they look for in a person/significant other? It's like people read them so they can change themselves for someone they might never meet. Why would you really do that?. I mean, hell I like James Macavoy, but I know I don't have a chance with him since he's older and MARRIED.. Lol, I just thought I'd tell all you fangirls that. ---- TOP OF PAGE
Wednesday, July 30, 20084:06 PM
Because of you, I found myself
Fact: Because of you, I found myself  This I know is long overdue. But I want to tell you all that I miss you. I miss you so much. We came across each others paths down at Villanova at a Forum. I didn't know what I was getting myself into. I was quiet as I sat alone in the corner. That morning I was freaking out because I had come in from CT early, and I didn't know anymore. I ran around campus screaming inside because no one would talk to me.. Then the first med session came. Still, the name game helped me realized that I wasn't alone. By the end of the first day I had made friends. I had an awesome room-mate, and I was social. As the days wore on, we became inseprable. We were never seen without each other, and every hour our group grew closer and sometimes larger. . I remember getting to bed at 12 in the morning, and waking up at five just so I could take a nice warm shower. We met up and headed to breakfast. I remember the first day we had dinner I felt horrid because some people couldn't get seats because the selfish basketball team roped off half of the cafe.. The days went by and by and in the back of my mind I was counting the days til I was forced to say goodbye. It was depressing. But that last night at the closing gala I had the time of my life. It was the first time I had ever gotten on the dance floor and danced. I was the girl that would sit at the table the whole dance and wait for someone to ask her, and usually, no one did. My friends would drag me onto the dancefloor and I'd just stand there and after a little while, I'd return to my seat.. But not this time, I danced the night away, I mean a guy wouldn't ask you to dance if you were just sitting there. If you looked like you were having a good time on the dancefloor then he'd ask you. That night no one asked me to dance. But that was okay. Everyone was telling me I was a good dancer, and that made me feel great. I was going to ask that one guy to dance, but I had waited too long and the last song turned out to be the Cotton Eye Joe.. I want to thank all of you. I found who I was there. I'm not as shy anymore, and I can speak my mind. I can dance without being afraid. I'm so much more confident because of all of you. I'm happy because of you.. I hate how you guys live so far from me. Why can't you be right here? I can barely function sometimes without you guys. I'm not used to not seeing you, I miss seeing all of you from 5-12. You made me realize something; something deep inside me.. You had given me, me. ---- TOP OF PAGE
3:37 PM
Waiting is not my Forte
Fact: Waiting is not my forte  I don't like waiting around for you. I hope you understand that. I don't want to wait for a knight in shining armour if he's going to turn out to be a loser wrapped in tinfoil. Really, that's all that you are. I mean, tinfoil is just oh so durable. You could go through the fire and flames. And by that I mean the song on Guitar Hero. Why are we all waiting around anyway? If a guy had loved me as much as he said, or wanted to find me that badly, wouldn't he come? I'm not going to wait forever. I'm not one of those girls; those girls are going to spend their lives wasting away underneath a street lamp long past the time it goes out. Really, you didn't mean much to me now that I think about it. It was a stupid mistake of you to tell me that you 'loved' me after the first, what, week? You're a dip#$@& you know that? I hope you burn. I'm not scornful that our relationship is over, you're just so stupid. I just can't help but hate you. You didn't break my heart. You'd probably love that wouldn't you? Once again, infatuation is the word to describe it. You don't know how to make someone happy. That's one of the reasons I never called you when I was upset. Besides, you'd just sit there in silence and listen to me cry. You wouldn't comfort me. You'd go off and do whatever the hell it is you do and pick up the phone once in a while to see if I was still crying and whining. You were never the sensitive one; you were all about the guys. Which leads me to the question: Why didn't you date them? I hated even more, not the fact that you forgot about me, but the fact that you made stupid decisions and got all depressed about them. I don't care, drop out of school so I never have to see your face again. Get all those piercings, I hope when you get older they sag and cause you to look like a heap of folds. I'm glad I don't have to see you anymore. I'd probably act nice to your face, but cuss you out on how you fail at life in my head. I thought about you today. Does that make your bruised ego feel a little better? ---- TOP OF PAGE
3:26 PM
Limited Time only  Fact: It's a limited time offerI hate how my favorite ice cream is set to limited time only. Peppermint ice cream is only sold during the winter months and that really disturbs me. What if I'm in the mood for some? I also find it quite odd that it's not okay to drink hot cocoa when there's sun outside. Maybe that's just me. Or maybe it's the american culture. Lol. But the even odder thing is, here I am sitting and sweating at work, and I'm thinking about steaming hot cocoa. Besides, I don't even like it. ---- TOP OF PAGE
10:35 AM
Fact: I just recently began to fall for them
Fact: I just recently started to fall for them  I don't know what the big drama with the Jonas Brothers is. I mean there are the haters, and the utterly obsessed. I've only recently began to like them because of Tara's story 'Tonight' and the song Burning Up, but without those two elements, I would have remained a hater my whole life. That's just my opinion. Don't hate me for this but if you ask, my favorite is Nick, that's because being realistic, he's my age, and he's cute. Lol, yes Joe is good looking, the only thing is that his eye brows bug me. They look like he tried to glue catepillars to his forehead and try to wax them. And Kevin, well I just feel bad because not that many people like him from what I know. But I think I liked him better with the straight hair. I'm not obsessed, I just like them. I don't think that I'll marry one of them, but it'd be nice. I'm only joking. I doubt I'll ever get married. Everyone says I'll get married young and be happy, and just recently a good friend and I had a conversation, and she said that she couldn't see me marrying someone out of my race. [I'm vietnamese if you guys don't know yet, rofl] She sees me with someone asian. But I don't know, my friends know me better than I know myself most of the time. XD ---- TOP OF PAGE
9:54 AM
what are we?
Fact: I wonder what we are  I don't dream about you; so I guess you don't mean as much to me as I thought. I forget about you, and don't answer your texts and calls for days. I pull away so that you have no way of contacting me; it's not on purpose, don't get me wrong. It's just something subconcious. Only a few days ago I was head over heels for you, hanging on your every word, dying a little inside if you didn't text back fast enough. When I let my mind wander, I daydreamed about us. And yet at the same time, not us. I know it sounds confusing, but it's true. Whenever I thought about us, I could see myself, but when you came, I couldn't see you with me. I could see your body, but your face would be blank. I just couldn't see us together. I thought I was in love, but it turns out I wasn't. I was just infatuated with you at the moment. Don't blame yourself, you did nothing. And that's the whole cause. You didn't do anything. Sometimes the things you said in your texts made me falter because it seemed that you weren't into me and into her. And then you'd say something that made it seem that you really wanted me. Was it that you couldn't make up your mind? Or was it that I just interpreting it too much? Honestly, I can''t understand your kind. But I'm glad we never started anything. I would've gotten bored of you all too quickly. And I would've been afraid to let you go; and as the cycle went on, my heart would have been the one that would've gotten shattered, not yours. When you're with me, you have immunity. You were a simple crush, you don't mean much more. ---- |
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