Monday, June 14, 2004
Mood: Dorky
Music: Coldplay - In My Place

Bwahahaha....I know I'm not exactly the hottest girl in the world, but I was one UGLY kid back then. Need proof? Click here to be blinded.

Yes, go on and laugh. I give you guys full permission. That would be my 9th grade picture. Hideous, no? I'll say that my scanner's pretty crappy, so it looks a LITTLE uglier than the original, but believe me, the original isn't much better. Ah, the days where I had bad skin, huge glasses, a retainer, and a slight bit of extra weight. The days where I was usually picked last (or second to last) in gym class. The days where people tried cheating off of my homework. Yes...ladies and gentlemen, I was a quintessential NERD! I'm no swan, but at least I know that the way I look now is a bit more pleasing than the way I looked back then. :P

Cindy blabbed at 11:41 p.m. |

Saturday, June 12, 2004
Mood: Guilty
Music: Cake - Sheep Go to Heaven

PUBLIC SAFETY ANNOUNCEMENT
I was picking out some peaches at the Chinese supermarket, and then I let out a sneeze. As I realized that I'd just performed a bioterrorist attack, I fled the crime scene. So to anyone who bought white peaches at the Hong Kong City Supermarket, please wash them thoroughly before eating. Thank you.

Cindy blabbed at 01:07 a.m. |

Thursday, June 10, 2004
Mood: Bouncy
Music: Daft Punk - One More Time

Sooo....my good friend Ben (also known as cowboybone in the cursed world of xanga) wants me to put a plug for him. Honestly, I think having ME plug for someone is about as useful as getting Ricki Lake to plug for someone. Bleh. But anywho, here it is. GO VISIT BEN'S XANGA!!! Hehe, but all kidding aside, he truly is a talented writer who can tell a story like no other, and he's a dear friend of mine. So go check it out, folks. :)

Oh, and Ben...if this plug really DOES increase traffic to your site somehow, I'm charging next time. ;)

Cindy blabbed at 08:34 p.m. |

Tuesday, June 8, 2004
Mood: Bored
Music: Phantom Planet - Lonely Day

Sorry to all the Switchfoot fans out there...I just had to change my song at the top. Enjoy! :)

So anywho...I hate kids. Just about everyone exclaims "WHAAAT?!?! HOw could you hate kids?!?! They're so cute!" Yeah yeah, save it. I try to keep optimistic and say that I've had bad luck with kids, but I'm thinking that this bad luck has turned into a curse or something. I volunteered as an assistant art teacher for a little kiddie art class for about a year or so in high school. Little did I know that I was going to be dealing with spoiled little kids from rich families. It was a f*ckin' NIGHTMARE. Just a few things that would happen while I was there:

Weekly basis:

• Kids would just get up and leave. You'd think that they'd have the decency to at least lie and say they had to go to the bathroom, and THEN they'd leave and wander off.
• Kids would "correct" each other's drawings, meaning they would grab a crayon and scribble all over the next kid's drawing. This of course led to some immense crying and denial that the crime ever happened.
• Some kids would crumple up their drawings as soon as they make a wrong mark and then ask for new paper, even though their original drawing was perfectly fine. They throw a fit when I tell them there's no more paper because 5 zillion other kids crumpled up their "ruined" drawings and asked for extra paper/supplies.
• Kids would ask for help. I'd help them. Then they'd ask for help again. I'd help them again. Eventually they want me to do the whole goddamned project for them. I tell them gently that they should do it on their own so that they can proudly show it to their mommies and daddies and say that they did it all by themselves. They start crying or throw a tantrum when I suggest that.

Other cases:
A little boy put glue in a girl's chair.

I also volunteered at a center that helped disadvantaged kids (read: poor and from bad neighborhoods) a few times. My experience with them was just as bad, but at least I could kind of sympathize with them because of the harsh backgrounds that these kids came from. Also, I went in groups if I volunteered there, so at least I could kind of take "shifts". Some incidents from the care center:

• A kid humped my leg. And he didn't just hump it...he put in all the appropriate sound effects too. (yeeeah...ohhh yeah...that's right...) Oh, and he was around 5 years old or so.
• The same kid tried to grab my crotch.
• The kids would get into fights. Now THAT'S ugly. I just let the guys take care of that part because I'm a wimp...haha.
• This one other guy who was volunteering there left after his shift. While he was on his way home, he looked in the rearview mirror in horror to see that he had 2 stowaways in the back of his pickup truck.

Oh, and Luke's little ditty about the Working Mother and her (minimum of) Two Screaming Bastards pretty much sums up another reason why I don't like kids.

Bleh...so anywho, that's just a small slice of the "bad kid pie" that I've got here. Keep the sperm away from this girl's eggs, thank you.

Cindy blabbed at 03:37 p.m. |

Sunday, June 6, 2004
Mood: Amused...VERY amused
Music: Greenday - Nice Guys Finish Last

Hahaha....oh my. I've found a true gem on the internet. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: Airtoons.

From what I can tell, these people take pictures from airplane safety pamphlets, and then they photoshop their own captions and stuff. Freakin' hilarious. Here's just a little bit of what you'd see:

Hahaha, great stuff. Go check it out, folks. :)

Cindy blabbed at 12:24 a.m. |

Friday, June 4, 2004
Mood: Amused
Music: Rooney - Blueside

You know what one of my guilty pleasures is? Watching those poor little kids on the ESPN National Spelling Bee. It's already funny enough that they're showing a freakin' spelling bee on ESPN of all places, but it's even funnier to see these kids sound like they're about to have an aneurysm while they're spitting out single consonants and vowels. Ok, so I didn't really WATCH the spelling bee on Thursday, but I heard it playing on my dentist's radio while I was at my appointment. I had to resist the urge to start laughing while I had a bunch of dental tools in my mouth. That could've been dangerous. But how can anyone not think it's funny when some kid is about to hyperventilate while spelling "feretory"?:

Kid: Efff...*heave*...Eeee...*gasp*...Arrr....*WHEEZE*....EEeeeEee...

Haha, you get the picture. This poor kid actually fainted while spelling "alopecoid". Can you imagine some of these kids trying to pick up a guy/girl by saying "Sooo...I was on ESPN once. Want me to show you a tape of it back at my place? I can spell 'sericeous'. Would you like to touch my sericeous head?" Other kids on the other hand are probably gonna be haunted by whatever word they missed, and they'll flip out and pull a chainsaw (ok, more like a pocket protector) on whoever repeats the word to them. Oh the joys of the insanely smart and insanely non-socialized.

Haha, ok, so I'll stop making fun of those poor kids. But I think one thing I've learned is that I'm never going to push my kids to go onto ESPN's National Spelling Bee. I think that'd be more torture for me than it would be for my kid. I wouldn't want some kid who would spit up his dinner and go nuts if I ever repeated a god-awful misspelled word. Nyahaha.

Cindy blabbed at 11:48 p.m. |

Thursday, June 3, 2004
Mood: Mellow
Music: Jason Mraz - Sleep All Day (live)

So um...I've entered myself in Cakalusa's Webcam Survivor thingie. I'm not sure if I should be jumping for joy or if I should be fearing for my life. Anywho, I bought the most psychotic thing from the Korean supermarket the other day...I kinda wish I took a pic of it, but since I'm digicam-less, it couldn't be done. ANYwhooo....it was this crazy microwavable instant cupcake dealy. You put this weird powder into a paper cup, add an egg, and then you pop it in the microwave. A minute and a half later, you get this crazy weird cupcake. The best part about this weird cupcake thingie is watching it puff up in the microwave. I thought it was going to rise gradually, but that thing freakin' erupted like Mt. St. Helens in a matter of 3 seconds or so. Freaky shit, I tell you. Anywho, I bought the choco-cookie flavored kind of cupcake...and it was pretty gross. Bleh. So anywho, don't buy it for the taste, but if you find it, buy it for the watch-it-puff-up-like-a-pregnant-woman-in-a-time-lapse-film-effect. I'll post a pic of that crazy mofo if I can find one...otherwise, just use your imaginations, kids. :)

And yes, I REALLY need to find a summer job (or maybe some friends) if I'm sitting here blogging about a freakin' microwavable cupcake. *sigh*

On another random note, I've had a crazy infatuation with Jason Mraz ever since I saw him play live last Saturday. Guys with good voices + good lyrics and good music = hotness. :)

Cindy blabbed at 12:10 a.m. |

Saturday, May 29, 2004
Mood: Chipper
Music: Jason Mraz - Curbside Prophet

Ok, so that question asking thing didn't work out too well. But if you guys still have anything to ask, the offer's still up. :P

On another note, I've forgotten how much traffic in Houston SUCKS. *grumble* So I thought I'd come up with a list of fun things to do while you're sitting in traffic. Try 'em out and let me know how it goes. :P

1. Honk to the beat of whatever music you're listening to.
2. Burn a CD with the Elmo song on loop. Roll down your windows and blast it. Headbang for added effect.
3. Keep on inching closer and closer to the car in front of you and see how long it takes for them to notice.
4. Roll down your window and ask the person in the car next to you for some Grey Poupon. When they don't have any, call them an uncultured swine.
5. If there's a convertible in front of you, try throwing a basketball into it. Then pretend that nothing happened when they turn around to glare at you in fury.
6. Yell out "I HAVE HERPES!!" and see what happens.
7. Go from car to car and try to convince people that they're obsessed with their mothers.
8. Put on a recording of a siren and play it LOUD. Watch all of the cars ahead of you pull over to the side and cruise away.

Cindy blabbed at 09:09 p.m. |

Thursday, May 27, 2004
Mood: Boooored
Music: The Vines - Ride

Dammit. So last year I was introduced to the iPod. I thought it was great and all, but I kept thinking that I wouldn't spend money for 10-15 gigs when I probably wasn't going to use up half of it. But now those bastards at Apple just HAD to make a nice 4 gig version. Behold, the iPod mini. It WILL be mine. *wipes drool from the desk*

So anywho, I went and saw Shrek 2. Twice. Yes, it's THAT good. My only complaint is that I can't explain why the king and queen have nifty British accents while Princess Fiona ends up like an American. :P

And yes, I realize that my entries are getting shorter, crappier, and arriving slower than a sloth on Nyquil. So in a sad attempt to salvage this blog, I'm gonna follow suit with the rest of the bloggers and let everyone ask me 3 questions, and I'll answer them as best as I can in the next post. And yes, you can ask me ANYTHING. So ask away, folks. :P

Cindy blabbed at 05:03 p.m. |

Friday, May 21, 2004
Mood: Perky
Music: Switchfoot - Dare You to Move

I'm back home in Houston, fools. :P

So anywho, school's out, and what did I do? I sat in front of my computer and browsed through the Hot Topic website. Boy do I lead a sad existence. Anywho, after browsing through the Hot Topic website, I've decided that I want this, this, and this. Yes, I do love buttons. :D I'd probably blow loads of money at Hot Topic on some of those Sesame Street and Family Guy t-shirts, but they NEVER have any in girl's sizes...hmph.

Oh, and everyone should go back to their roots (and I mean WAY back) and play Pac Man!! What's more fun that playing Pac Man? How about a real life version of it in Manhattan? :)

Cindy blabbed at 11:52 p.m. |