Friday, January 3, 2003
Mood:
Nostalgic
Music: John Mayer - St. Patrick's Day
I'm back in Houston. LA was a blast.....it was great seeing all of the Loveboaters again. So many stories were retold, and so many new memories were made. ^_^ Saying goodbye is always the hardest part. Hopefully I'll see all of you again someday...thanks for an amazing 8 days, guys. ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 09:26 p.m. |
Thursday, January 2, 2003
Mood:
Tired
Music: The sound of people chatting and Jackie Chan's "City Hunter" playing on a TV
Yup, I'm still in LA. ^_^ I may be a little late in saying this, but here goes: Happy New Year! I celebrated my new year kiddie style, at Disneyland. ^_^ I set a goal for myself to find Mickey Mouse and get a picture with him. Unfortunately, I failed. ;_; How can Mickey not show up on New Year's Eve?!?! I had overpriced food and no Mickey. Needless to say, I was crushed. ;_; Aside from that, I'm alive and well here in California...I'll heading back to Houston in a day...*sigh*. LA's been good to me for the past 8 days. ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 02:00 a.m. |
Friday, December 27, 2002
Mood:
Mellow
Music: Hirai Ken & m-flo - Taboo
Wow....one thing I have to say about LA so far is that one of the greatest sights here is the cars. BMWs and Mercedes are just as prevalent as Hondas and Toyotas. I've seen more Porsches and Jaguars in one afternoon than I'd see in months. O_O
Cindy blabbed at 04:27 p.m. |
Friday, December 27, 2002
Mood:
mood
Music: Utada Hikaru - Automatic
Woohoo....I'm in LA, and I'm here in one piece. And I'm using this computer. Yes, I now own Alvin's super-sexy plexiglass tower. And his lights are sound activated! You could sit and yell at his computer, and it'd light up in response. Nyahahaha....pure sw33tness. XD Anywho, I haven't really done much here yet, but it's good to see old camp friends, and that's the whole reason why I'm here. ^_^ More to come later! ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 12:54 a.m. |
Thursday, December 26, 2002
Mood: mood
Music: Jordan Knight - Give It To You
W00t.....I'm packed and ready to go to LA! ^_^ I'll probably blog more once I'm there...that's if people will let me hog their computers for a while....nyahahaha. XD I can't wait to meet up with all you 2002 Loveboaters again! ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 12:21 p.m. |
Tuesday, December 24, 2002
Mood:
Dorky
Music: Mariah Carey - All I Want for Christmas is You
Merry Christmas everyone! Or as the British would say, Happy Christmas! :P
Cindy blabbed at 11:37 p.m. |
Tuesday, December 24, 2002
Mood: Clueless
Music: Phantom Planet - One Ray of Sunlight
*Eyes biscotti*....there's a jar on the table behind me. And in that jar, there's ONE piece of chocolate almond biscotti left in it. I'm tempted....very tempted.
But anywho.....*points to date*....it's Christmas Eve?!?!?! When did that happen?!?! Blargh.....Christmas just hasn't felt like Christmas this year. :-/ I think the fact that I've got a dentist appointment today adds to that un-spiritness I'm feeling. :-/ I don't even have a tree in my house this year....blargh. I think I need to watch the Grinch to get me into the Christmas spirit again....wahaha, anyone could use Grinch Christmas
Therapy. There's two Christmas movies that I watch every year on TV, and those would be How the Grinch Stole Christmas and A Christmas Story....I haven't watched either one this year. Nyargh. Hehe, well, it's really not that bad....I'm just not as gung-ho about Christmas this year as I used to be. :P
I can't take it anymore....I'm eating that biscotti. :P
Cindy blabbed at 12:36 p.m. |
Monday, December 23, 2002
Mood:
In hiding....
Music: Goo Goo Dolls - Name
Oy vey.....so my mom's downstairs throwing a party downstairs. Around 10:00 am, I'm curled up in bed, and then I hear the doorbell ring downstairs. I hear some casual conversation in Chinese, and the sounds of my mom making some extra cooking preparations. Then I hear high-pitched voices saying "OoOoOoOoOo....what's that?? What's that?? Can I touch this? Can I have that???" I suddenly decide that maybe I should stay in bed until the party's over. >_< I can handle heights. I can handle knives. I can handle sticking my bare hands in a garbage can to fish out a dropped spoon. I can handle dissection of fetal pigs. I can even handle redox equations. But if there's one thing I can't handle, it's kids. >_<
I blame the children of the Tzu-Chi art class for my inability to handle kids. When did kids become such punks?? Asking to go to the "bathroom" and not coming back, stealing from each other, going around "correcting" other people's drawings while their own sheets of paper are completely blank, throwing tantrums when I don't give them extra paper because there isn't enough to go around.....arrrrgh. I started off volunteering to be an assistant teacher for the kid's art class because I wanted to. After a while I went only for the amount of time that I needed to fulfill the service hours that I needed for NHS. Once I got the number of hours I needed, I didn't show up again until we needed more service hours. Ugh.
But anywho...back to the kids running around downstairs........
Oh god, I just heard something clatter downstairs....hold on... ^ ^;;
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*Whew*....ok, nothing's broken....the kids lifted the glass panel on our glass table and dropped it when they realized that it was too heavy for them to hold up. >_< These kids better not break anything in my house. There are several clay figurines around the house that my mom spent months sculpting...in other words, they're handmade, priceless, and irreplacable. That'd be a disaster if any of those were to fall off a table or shelf. >_< *crosses fingers* Anywho...what's worse about these kids is that they happen to be some well-known problem kids at the Tzu-Chi Chinese School. The kind that every teacher fears and/or tries to avoid having in her class. >_O Even my mom, who has an incredible amount of patience with children, cringed when she told me that one of her friends was bringing "The Twins". They ran upstairs and tried sneaking into my sister's room earlier...I'm just hoping that they won't try the same with the room next to my sister's.....which happens to be mine. Ugh.....maybe I'll change my mind in 7 years or so, but as far as I'm concerned, I don't want kids when I grow up. >_<
Cindy blabbed at 11:32 a.m. |
Friday, December 20, 2002
Mood:
Bored
Music: Fatboy Slim - Because We Can
Blaaaargh. No one's home. Dad's at work. Sister's at school. Mom's out. I'm immensely bored. -_-
But anywho....here's a link for everyone: Eggy Egg Egg!! ^o^
Cindy blabbed at 03:38 p.m. |
Friday, December 20, 2002
Mood:
Bouncy
Music: BoA - Kimochi wa Tsutawaru
Wahahahaha, oky doky, back to bulgogi night. First off, I'd like to say that my mom kicks ass. XD She's an amazing artist, a great decorator, and most of all, she can cook bulgogi and galbi like nobody's business. Born and raised in Korea, this Taiwanese woman could have a cookoff with Iron Chef Korea and he'd probably lose his title in a heartbeat. Goddess of Cookery, I tell you.
So anywho, everyone had heard of my mom's legendary bulgogi...so what did she do? She offered to cook for everyone. ^_^ That, my friend, is yet another sign of what a cool mom I have. ^_^ So anywho...we set a date, and we waited in anticipation for the day that we'd all eat our hearts out.
So 12/19/02 arrives. People show up at my door one by one. Not only does my mom prove her skills in cooking bulgogi and galbi, but she made this awesome salad that she'd never made before, and she brought out her legendary pearl milk tea as well. People loved it. XD I think it was best summed up by Yi Lin in saying that it was a night "full of bugolgi, Korean spareribs, kim, kimchi, this indescribably good salad, the best pearl milk tea I've ever had, rice cakes, good friends, intense foosball, great stories, and a girl that manifested a hilarious case of Tourette's while playing Mario Kart 64."
Wahahaha, but anywho...oh yes....foosball...my my, what to say about that. So here's the story with the foosball table. My dad decided to buy a foosball table. NO ONE in my house plays foosball. We insisted that he may as well buy a pool table so that his money wouldn't go to waste because no one would play foosball. Dad buys the foosball table anyway. So we've got this big fancy foosball table, complete with cup holders and electronic scorekeeping, just sitting upstairs taking up space and collecting dust. However, that poor foosball table's years of loneliness were definitely made up for last night. While the 4 of us girls were downstairs playing mah jong (thanks for bringing the mah jong set, Steph!), we heard screams of bloody murder. One glance up my balcony said it all. All guests carrying a Y chromosome were upstairs screaming and wailing like wild animals over a little plastic soccer ball. Wahahaha, it was a great night. Many old stories were re-enacted, many games were played, and everyone had their own fun. ^_^
So yes....to reiterate, Great mom + Great friends + Great food = One kickass night. ^_^ Thanks for coming, everyone! ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 01:16 p.m. |
Friday, December 20, 2002
Mood: Cheerful
Music: Coldplay - In My Place
Wow....bulgogi night at my house was a blast. Too tired
to blog about it now. To put it short, great mom + great friends + great food = one kick ass night. ^_^ I'll definitely post the details later.
Cindy blabbed at 01:15 a.m. |
Tuesday, December 17, 2002
Mood: Chipper
Music: Foo Fighters - Walking After You
I'm home!! ^_^ *Sigh*....it feels so great now that finals are over. Things were getting really lonely in Austin when everyone else had already left. I was about to chew on my chem book. Luckily Gee Lee and Yi Lin swooped in to rescue me from my solitude. Otherwise I would have been sitting around with pieces of paper in my mouth. I took a break from my chem studying to take a trip to Starbucks and hang around Gee Lee, Yi Lin, and a nice Gingerbread Latte. ^_^ Thanks for the company, guys. ^_^
Anywho.....it's good to be home. ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 07:47 p.m. |
Friday, December 13, 2002
Mood:
Devastated
Music: Gorillaz - Latin Simone
Hooooly shit. I just checked my grade for my philosophy final. I knew that I did pretty badly, but good god, I didn't think it was this bad. Unless my professor curves it a LOT over the weekend, this will be the first time I've come anywhere close to flunking a final. *Sigh*...I'm taking a nap.
Cindy blabbed at 11:09 a.m. |
Thursday, December 12, 2002
Mood:
Gahhhh....
Music: Phantom Planet - Something Is Wrong
This is all I have to say about finals...argh... -_-
Cindy blabbed at 03:37 p.m. |
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
Mood:
Amused
Music: Mika Nakashima - True Eyes
Hahaha, this doesn't concern me at all, but I thought it was funny, so I just had to blog about it. As a birthday gift to Van (her birthday is one day before mine! ^_^), Megan gave her coupons with the following message:
One Free Hour Without Megan
Return This Coupon For One Hour Without Megan Bothering Yo' Skank Ass.
Valid until 12/31/03
Haha, what cracked me up even more was the note she left with the coupons:
OK mofo. This is a combined Birthday/Christmas gift and I don't want to hear no shit for it. Mofos like you who are born so close to Christmas should be used to it anyway. So for Christmas and yo' skank ass's birthday, I made you coupons. Use them wisely, they'll have to last you the rest of the year.
- Megan "Skank Ass Mofo" McKinney
Nyahahaha....I thought that was great. Hope you had a great birthday, Van! We're 19!!! It's our last year as teens...gotta live 'em up. ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 02:52 a.m. |
Monday, December 9, 2002
Mood:
Loved
Music: Extreme - More Than Words
Guess who's 19? ^_^ Blargh...so I may not get any new legal privileges, and it may be finals week, but it doesn't mean that I can't have a good birthday. ^_^
The main highlight of my birthday. We were going to meet in Colin's room for dinner at La Madeleine, when Deran tells me that I have to wear his scarf. I look at him as if I were asked for a weasel. While I'm incoherently spouting various questions about why I should wear his scarf (and expecting him to wrap it around my neck), he wraps the thing around my head.
Me: Mmmrph..
Deran: Can you breathe?
Me: Yeah...
Deran: Can you see?
Me: No....
Deran: Ok, good.
Me: (under scarf) O_o;;
So then Deran drags me around Jester West, spinning me around and the such while I'm still trying to figure out what's going on (I can't even imagine what the scene must have looked like to outsiders ^ ^;;), until we stop in a room and he tells me to sit down.
Deran: Ok, we're going, going....stop! Ok, sit down.
Me: O_o? Where??
Deran: Right below you.
Me: ...
Deran: There's a chair.
Me: There is? You're not going to let me fall on my ass or anything, are you?
Deran: Just sit.
So I sat down (there indeed was a chair under me :P), and I heard the first chord of More Than Words played on a guitar. Deran slips off the "blindfold", and there's Jon Koh with his guitar, Anthony standing off to the side, and Deran takes his place in middle. Deran sang More Than Words for me, with Anthony to help harmonize, and Jon to provide the guitar accompaniment. All I can say is that the thought of finals totally flew out of my mind during those 3 minutes. ^_^ Needless to say, I was touched. ^_^
So after the serenade, everyone else showed up, and we all went to La Madeleine for dinner.....good food + good friends = great fun. ^_^ Jon ate the equivalent to an entire tray of jelly/preserves, and Anthony freaked out over the sugar in his tea. XD I really should get everyone together for meals like that more often.....it was a lot of fun. ^_^ Thanks to everyone for a great birthday! ^_^
Cindy blabbed at 09:38 p.m. |
Sunday, December 8, 2002
Mood:
Totally unmotivated...
Music: BBMak - Can't Say
Wheeee....a big thanks to Cindy for being the first person to wish me happy birthday! ^_^
reptilegirlcindy: Are you on central time, or eastern?
SilverDragon129: central
SilverDragon129: why?
reptilegirlcindy: Ah....just asking. Happy Birthday in 1 hour and 40 mins then!
Nyahahaha....but anywho...time for some blatant advertisement. Cindy here breeds and sells reptiles. She gave me the link to her revamped website. And while I was browsing around on her site, I came to a realization: I want a leopard gecko. These things are just plain badass. XD AND they make good pets:
reptilegirlcindy: Ah...then get a leopard gecko...they live 20 years, eat 24 crickets a week......and are toliet trained to go in one corner of the tank.
SilverDragon129: sw33t!!
SilverDragon129: how big do they get?
reptilegirlcindy: in a neat 8 inch package.
reptilegirlcindy: Yeah....noctural...don't need lights.
reptilegirlcindy: They are sweet....they don't bite.
reptilegirlcindy: And they come in all patterns and colours.
It's my birthday tomorrow....anyone want to get me a leopard gecko? *big grin*
Cindy blabbed at 10:36 p.m. |
Sunday, December 8, 2002
Mood: Fat 'n happy
Music: Elva Xiao - Cappuccino
Wow...I just went to the Cheesecake Factory for the first time today. The food was kinda pricey, but I'd say it was worth it. The waiter passed out the menus to us...all I could do was gawk in awe. The menu was like a freakin' book. A book in which its sole purpose is to make people salivate. At any rate, after eons of deciding what to order, I ordered a grilled skirt steak. Good stuff. ^_^ And good god, if there's one piece of advice that I'd give to anyone else who ventures to the Cheesecake Factory in the future, SAVE ROOM FOR SOME CHEESECAKE. You can't go to the Cheesecake Factory without eating some cheesecake. That's just wrong. And unforgivable. Anywho, I ordered a slice of Kahlua Cocoa Coffee Cheesecake.....can you say heaven on a plate? Good god....I think that slice of cheesecake has ruined all of my future experiences with cheesecake....it just can't compare. But anywho...yes, so that's what I did today. I went, I saw, I ate. And I ruined all my future experiences with cheesecake. I don't know if I should weep out of joy for the great food I had tonight or if I should shed tears of sadness for my ruined future with cheesecake....*sob* ;_;
Cindy blabbed at 03:07 a.m. |
Friday, December 6, 2002
Mood:
Cold
Music: Stone Temple Pilots - Days of the Week
*Whew*....one final down, 3 more to go. Then I'm home freeeeeee~!
Oh, and I've found a new addiction. *fiddles with colored cube* Rubik's cubes rock. XD
Cindy blabbed at 11:00 a.m. |
Thursday, December 5, 2002
Mood:
Sleepy
Music: Cowboy Bebop OST - Blue
W00t!!! Guess who's exempt for her bio final??!?!? Blargh....but I've still got a chem final to take on the 17th....but now I've only got one final to take that day instead of two. :P
Hahaha, Mirla borrowed this book called "Making Out in Japanese" from the library....it's chock full of amusing phrases in Japanese. Just a few to humor everyone here:
Yariman! - You whore!
Aka-chan hoshikunai-no - I don't want to have a baby
Kechi! - You're a tightwad!
Mo aishitenai-kara, denwa bango kaeru - I really don't love you anymore, so I'm going to change my phone number
Honto-ni aishiteru-nara, "Sashimi taberu?"-tte kikanai-de - If you really love me, you'll stop asking me to eat sashimi
Hahaha....I just thought those were amusing. Anywhoooo.....finals are upon me....*sigh*. It'll be over soon enough....patience....and hard work....and patience, patience! >_<
Cindy blabbed at 02:11 a.m. |
Wednesday, December 4, 2002
Mood:
Busy
Music: Utada Hikaru - Shiawase ni narou
The shoe to the left would be Deran's. The shoe to the right would be mine. And yes, those post-it notes both have "*niko* ^_^" written on them. And if anyone saw either one of us on Monday, they would've spotted a post-it note stuck to one of our shoes. Yes, we are uber-dorks. XD
So why did we end up walking around with post-it notes stuck to our shoes for a day? It all began with one line: "I hate it when my mom does that!!" Leanne and I heard Deran exclaim that when we were at his house, and we both scurried over to see what was the matter. He points in protest at a little yellow post-it note that was stuck to his shoe. It turns out that his mom didn't want him to forget to bring leftover food with him to Austin, so she put his wallet in the refrigerator on top of the food he was supposed to take back. And in addition to that, she left a post-it note on his shoe reminding him that his wallet was in the refrigerator. XD Bwahahahaha...so anywho, he was visiting my room when we got back to Austin, and he nearly forgot his wallet when he left. So I made a crack about putting a post-it note on his shoe....and then I actually stuck one on. Then he felt that it was only fair that I had a post-it note on my shoe too. Somehow we came to the agreement that we'd walk around with post-it notes on our shoes for a day, just for the hell of it. And we both had "*niko* ^_^" written on the post-it notes.
So I guess the point of this story would be....screw Nike....we've got NIKO!!! XD Ahahahaha...*ahem*...The End.
Cindy blabbed at 01:44 p.m. |
