Before any of you start jumping to conclusions, I am not anorexic. If you saw me, you would see that plainly. But it's been a couple days where I've been thinking about reasons for why girls especially resort to not eating in extreme measures.
There's the usual self-consciousness, caring what other people think, and since society believes that in order to be accepted by the world you have to look a certain way, namely look stick thin, girls don't eat at all.
There's also the athletes that need to keep their weight in check, and are super aware about it that they just stop consuming food.
Then I started to think about the unconventional ways. Like me. If I stopped eating, it would be because in order to lose weight, that'd be the only option for me.
I don't like to exercise. My mom says that in order to do something out of habit, you have to do it every day for at least 30 days. Unfortunately, that doesn't work for me. For example, I am a Christian, and the Bible is our rule book, something we use to understand God and get closer to Him. I read my Bible every day for about 5 months in 2010. And then I stopped. And haven't really gone back to it. I mean, I pick it up every once in a while, flick through the pages, read a verse, then put it down. That's it. So, I thoroughly have to enjoy what I do in order to make it a habit. I do not enjoy playing sports, going out for a walk, running on a treadmill, etc. So how could I lose weight if I don't enjoy physical activity?
I could make a conscious decision not to eat; I'm basically saying I could become an anorexic...The thing that stops me from not eating, however, is that food tastes so good. I don't think I could forgo my palate to not eat, it'd be a waste to not try every flavour out there in the world, to miss the foods that get put in front of me.
In conclusion, I can't not eat :P
Love.
Tuesday 25 December 2012
Saturday 22 December 2012
Books
When I was younger, the thing my mom used to tell everyone she met was that I was an introvert, that I could sit still with a book in my lap for hours on end. Now, that sentiment is different...I can still sit still for hours on end, but with my laptop instead of a book.
Things have changed so much since I was little. 12 year olds are ridiculously "more mature" than what I used to be. They care more about their next boyfriend/girlfriend relationship than going home and reading a book, or watching their cartoons as soon as school is over. They swear more, they're not respectful, less healthy. I sometimes think that it's not just the kids' fault, but the parents.
But I digress.
I have a lot of books in my room, as well as there are numerous books in every room in our house. And there are books that I want to read. For example, my sister bought me the Hunger Games trilogy for my birthday, and I said that I'd read them during my break this winter...I haven't picked up a book since the end of school, except for the time when I bought a book for a friend's Secret Santa. My motivation for reading is almost non-existent. As much as I want to read the book, actually picking it up is the challenge. I find that things on the internet are more entertaining than reading a book. I think I'm becoming more fast paced than my younger self...And I don't like that change.
I know, everyone changes. But some things you wish stayed the same.
Love.
Things have changed so much since I was little. 12 year olds are ridiculously "more mature" than what I used to be. They care more about their next boyfriend/girlfriend relationship than going home and reading a book, or watching their cartoons as soon as school is over. They swear more, they're not respectful, less healthy. I sometimes think that it's not just the kids' fault, but the parents.
But I digress.
I have a lot of books in my room, as well as there are numerous books in every room in our house. And there are books that I want to read. For example, my sister bought me the Hunger Games trilogy for my birthday, and I said that I'd read them during my break this winter...I haven't picked up a book since the end of school, except for the time when I bought a book for a friend's Secret Santa. My motivation for reading is almost non-existent. As much as I want to read the book, actually picking it up is the challenge. I find that things on the internet are more entertaining than reading a book. I think I'm becoming more fast paced than my younger self...And I don't like that change.
I know, everyone changes. But some things you wish stayed the same.
Love.
Friday 21 December 2012
Update/Overview of 2012
Finals are over. (Started freaking out about passing my classes shortly afterward.) Early morning bedtimes are a go. 1130 seems to be my wake up time. And Christmas is close by.
I actually have a lot I want to blog about (I legit have a list, in the memo section of my phone) before the end of the year (2013 here we come; Mayans what?). I hope to have a post up at least once every day until the 1st of January. I also hope that sentence comes true.
I just wanted to say that I'm at a loss.
2012 was a good and bad year for me. Good because I discovered a lot on the internet. Let's list them all...
Then bad because of not doing so hot in school, my accidents, my summer, family issues (mostly parents scolding me for not being productive, getting a job)...A lot of things. I think I said earlier that 2012 has probably been the worst year for me so far. And it has. All the good things pertain to me being alone, on my laptop/desktop. That shouldn't be how years go. They should be more exciting than that. So I hope 2013 is better. We shall see. Love.
PS. End of the world? Today?...I think no.
I actually have a lot I want to blog about (I legit have a list, in the memo section of my phone) before the end of the year (2013 here we come; Mayans what?). I hope to have a post up at least once every day until the 1st of January. I also hope that sentence comes true.
I just wanted to say that I'm at a loss.
2012 was a good and bad year for me. Good because I discovered a lot on the internet. Let's list them all...
- YouTubers
- dailygrace
- myharto
- jennamarbles
- ydad
- danisnotonfire
- more vlogbrothers, and so on
It's such a huge community...I hope to eventually know of all of the people that pop up on that wonderful site I enjoy so much - I'm seriously addicted. Follow me! @paulajaey
- Facebook games
- Don't judge...WeTopia, Solitaire Blitz, and Fashion Designer are a few of my faves at the moment.
- Online TV
- I discovered a lot of new
shows this year. They include Person of Interest, Elementary, Sherlock,
Grimm, and Smash. There are probably more, but I get obsessed.
- Other sites
- I can't disclose them...because they could possibly illegal, and embarrassing to me.
- Fangirling
- Courtesy of my sister, as well as tyleroakley on YouTube
- Shipping
- It started from #8...Two KPop stars whom I love and want to get together. *sigh. Only in my dreams.
- KPop
- I love it. Seriously. 2NE1 forever and always...as well as most of YG and SMTown ;D
Then bad because of not doing so hot in school, my accidents, my summer, family issues (mostly parents scolding me for not being productive, getting a job)...A lot of things. I think I said earlier that 2012 has probably been the worst year for me so far. And it has. All the good things pertain to me being alone, on my laptop/desktop. That shouldn't be how years go. They should be more exciting than that. So I hope 2013 is better. We shall see. Love.
PS. End of the world? Today?...I think no.
Saturday 24 November 2012
Christmas
I know, it's like a month away, but everyone's getting ready for Christmas already...Currently, I'm watching "The Polar Express," one of the many movies I watch every year around this time. I was thinking today that I should start early, since I usually don't get around to watching them every year.
Anyway, I was just thinking about how people make a big deal out of the holidays, how consumerism is the main focus of the winter days, and not about being with those you love, celebrating the birth of Jesus (for some. Which include me), and having fun.
I must admit that I am guilty of this, I've been thinking of what to buy for my family. Hopefully my sister doesn't read this particular blog post, because I'm going to tell you guys about what I've been thinking.
Every year, I buy living gifts for my family. Living gifts, if you don't know what they are, are either animals, plants, learning opportunities, and so on for those that live in developing countries. I've gone with Food for the Hungry for the past couple years, and I like the gifts that are available through them, as there are a lot of selection, and they're all reasonably priced.
This year, however, I think I want to actually buy something for my sister. And there's one thing in particular that I want to get, but the only way to get it is to go online and buy it, for a reasonable price anyway. I don't personally own a credit card, so I'd have to ask my mom or dad to borrow theirs, and pay them back. I've been thinking of getting my own credit card, but I honestly don't want to: I don't mind paying for things in cash and debit as far as I'm concerned. But for buying things online, it's more difficult: I need a credit card, unless I have Interact, or whatever it's called.
Well, that's about it. I might edit this post to add more if I think of something, but yeah. I might also have more Xmas posts in the near future, so we'll see.
Love for now.
Anyway, I was just thinking about how people make a big deal out of the holidays, how consumerism is the main focus of the winter days, and not about being with those you love, celebrating the birth of Jesus (for some. Which include me), and having fun.
I must admit that I am guilty of this, I've been thinking of what to buy for my family. Hopefully my sister doesn't read this particular blog post, because I'm going to tell you guys about what I've been thinking.
Every year, I buy living gifts for my family. Living gifts, if you don't know what they are, are either animals, plants, learning opportunities, and so on for those that live in developing countries. I've gone with Food for the Hungry for the past couple years, and I like the gifts that are available through them, as there are a lot of selection, and they're all reasonably priced.
This year, however, I think I want to actually buy something for my sister. And there's one thing in particular that I want to get, but the only way to get it is to go online and buy it, for a reasonable price anyway. I don't personally own a credit card, so I'd have to ask my mom or dad to borrow theirs, and pay them back. I've been thinking of getting my own credit card, but I honestly don't want to: I don't mind paying for things in cash and debit as far as I'm concerned. But for buying things online, it's more difficult: I need a credit card, unless I have Interact, or whatever it's called.
Well, that's about it. I might edit this post to add more if I think of something, but yeah. I might also have more Xmas posts in the near future, so we'll see.
Love for now.
Wednesday 21 November 2012
University Fire Alarms
You know how fire drills and the procedures that come with them are instilled in us ever since elementary school? Those rainy or snowy cold days, or those disgustingly hot days standing out in the field, whenever that dreaded or desired alarm goes off...We wait until the fire truck and the fire fighters come along and makes sure it's all clear, and give us the OK to head back inside. The drills continue on into high school. I remember hating high school drills, just because they usually happened on the worst of days: really cold, raining or snowing. Seriously. It happened. A lot.
But ever since I started university I noticed something...No prof ever stops his or her lecture for a fire alarm. Ever. Never ever.
It's kind of funny actually: you hear the shrilling of those red bells go off outside the lecture hall, all the students take notice, including you, and you turn to look towards the door, but the professor continues to talk. He doesn't care, he just wants to finish the lecture he started and be on his way.
All I'm thinking when an alarm goes off is, "Is there actually a fire somewhere?" And then, "If there is a fire somewhere, and the professor continues to talk, how would we know to evacuate or not?" I continue to think of scenarios of what would happen. "Does our school have a PA system? Would they announce it across campus? Would they send runners to every single lecture hall on campus to let us know that there is a fire in one of the buildings? Where would we go?...I HAVEN'T LEARNED THE FIRE DRILL PROCEDURES FOR THIS PLACE!!!"
I know, ridiculous, but welcome to my brain.
Love.
But ever since I started university I noticed something...No prof ever stops his or her lecture for a fire alarm. Ever. Never ever.
It's kind of funny actually: you hear the shrilling of those red bells go off outside the lecture hall, all the students take notice, including you, and you turn to look towards the door, but the professor continues to talk. He doesn't care, he just wants to finish the lecture he started and be on his way.
All I'm thinking when an alarm goes off is, "Is there actually a fire somewhere?" And then, "If there is a fire somewhere, and the professor continues to talk, how would we know to evacuate or not?" I continue to think of scenarios of what would happen. "Does our school have a PA system? Would they announce it across campus? Would they send runners to every single lecture hall on campus to let us know that there is a fire in one of the buildings? Where would we go?...I HAVEN'T LEARNED THE FIRE DRILL PROCEDURES FOR THIS PLACE!!!"
I know, ridiculous, but welcome to my brain.
Love.
Tuesday 20 November 2012
Dreams
You know how, when you're young, you have dreams of becoming various different people? Like, you see a cowboy on TV, and you say, "Hey, that looks like fun! I want to be a cowboy!" Or you watch a movie, and say, "She's beautiful, I'm going to be a princess." When you're a kid, anything is possible.
But then you grow up. And that's when things start to change.
You realize that some things can only be dreams; they won't become a reality.
And that sucks.
I know I've had dreams of working in many different professions, starting at a teacher when I was in kindergarten, then learning that being a teacher would suck. From then I learned of jobs that could get me good money from my parents, like an accountant, an architect. Our family went to SeaWorld in San Diego a few years ago and that's when my sister and I decided to become animal trainers, haha...Needless to say, that hasn't happened yet.
Even now, I really want to become a singer, like Kelly Clarkson or a bunch of YouTubers I'm subscribed to. I often dream of starring in a movie, on TV or on the big screen. It's weird, but sometimes I make up a new role in a movie and insert myself in it, figuring out where I would make my first appearance, and so on. I love daydreaming about these kinds of things. And I'd love for them to be a reality.
The problem with my dreams, though, is that I don't chase them. I end up chickening out, my bravery fizzling out, not knowing where to start. I see all of these singers and actors, and think, "They make it look so easy."
I also realize that these celebrities we hold in high esteem have a certain look to them: usually skinny, tall, beautiful, handsome...and white or partially white. (And by "white," I mean Caucasian.)
I am not Canadian, ethnically. Culturally, I consider myself to be Canadian. My parents are Korean, and that is my background, but I was born and raised in Canada: I am Canadian. That's how I identify myself. But no one else sees it like that, except for my family and closer friends.
I feel that, because of my ethnicity, going out to an audition wouldn't be worth it, because I know I wouldn't get any farther than that, the audition.
Of course, I know that most celebrities don't hit fame instantly, but it looks that way. They have the look, they have the talent, they know the right people.
That's usually what it takes to make it big, isn't it?
Let me know in the comments what your dreams of the past and of the present are. I look forward to reading them.
Love.
But then you grow up. And that's when things start to change.
You realize that some things can only be dreams; they won't become a reality.
And that sucks.
I know I've had dreams of working in many different professions, starting at a teacher when I was in kindergarten, then learning that being a teacher would suck. From then I learned of jobs that could get me good money from my parents, like an accountant, an architect. Our family went to SeaWorld in San Diego a few years ago and that's when my sister and I decided to become animal trainers, haha...Needless to say, that hasn't happened yet.
Even now, I really want to become a singer, like Kelly Clarkson or a bunch of YouTubers I'm subscribed to. I often dream of starring in a movie, on TV or on the big screen. It's weird, but sometimes I make up a new role in a movie and insert myself in it, figuring out where I would make my first appearance, and so on. I love daydreaming about these kinds of things. And I'd love for them to be a reality.
The problem with my dreams, though, is that I don't chase them. I end up chickening out, my bravery fizzling out, not knowing where to start. I see all of these singers and actors, and think, "They make it look so easy."
I also realize that these celebrities we hold in high esteem have a certain look to them: usually skinny, tall, beautiful, handsome...and white or partially white. (And by "white," I mean Caucasian.)
I am not Canadian, ethnically. Culturally, I consider myself to be Canadian. My parents are Korean, and that is my background, but I was born and raised in Canada: I am Canadian. That's how I identify myself. But no one else sees it like that, except for my family and closer friends.
I feel that, because of my ethnicity, going out to an audition wouldn't be worth it, because I know I wouldn't get any farther than that, the audition.
Of course, I know that most celebrities don't hit fame instantly, but it looks that way. They have the look, they have the talent, they know the right people.
That's usually what it takes to make it big, isn't it?
Let me know in the comments what your dreams of the past and of the present are. I look forward to reading them.
Love.
Sunday 18 November 2012
Another accident
Two blog posts in one day. Must be a record.
But, I needed to vent, and my journal's too far away: I'm lazy, as well all have already noted.
I put a dent into someone's car yesterday, backing out of the driveway. Problem is, we didn't change information, I didn't tell my parents, and it's phone tag between my mom and the girl who's car I dented thus far.
I honestly didn't think this would be a big deal...But apparently it is.
Another problem: I don't think either of us have ever been put into this kind of situation, so she didn't know what to do and I didn't know what to do. So that's why we didn't exchange information. At least, I'm hoping this is the reason.
Now I feel terrible, because my parents are disappointed in me, again, which sucks because I'm Asian and Asian disappointment is like an invisible slap in the face. Or a round-house kick, whichever you think is worse. I think either, because I've only ever been spanked as a child, and I'm sure it would hurt like a mofo.
I didn't start crying until I buckled down and began reading my Statistics textbook, which I hoped wouldn't happen...the crying part, not the reading my textbook part. It's good that I'm reading, because I'm about 10 chapters behind; the course is boring as hell. I'm digressing: I'm freaking out once again, checking my bank account for money that isn't going to appear any time soon (or so it seems: I'm waiting for money from StudentAid BC to come in, which hasn't so far), going on Facebook and trying to figure out anything about the person who says she owns the car (she's a friend of the neighbour's, which is awkward), and now this.
In all honesty, I was hoping she wouldn't contact me, so I wouldn't have to worry about it. But now, hah, I have to worry about it. I guess she talked to her parents too, to figure out what to do, and now she is going to have to talk to my parents because I don't own any of the cars that we drive.
Sometimes I wish I had my own car, just so I could take responsibility for the accidents I've been in already, but the likelihood of that happening anytime soon is below zero.
I've also thought about not driving for a year or so, and getting my full license in two years instead of getting it this year (because, technically, I could book an appointment now for my full license exam).
OK, I had to go for half an hour or so: my mom just explained to me what happens when I get into an accident and what I need to do. It all makes sense, and now I know what to do...I just need to remember it all.
Basically, it all just boils down to calling 911 (if me or other person(s) involved is injured), getting the other person's information (driver's license number, model and make of the car, and telephone number), giving my information to the other person, and calling the insurance company. Simple enough, right? I should hope so.
Anyway, I'm out for the night. Hopefully I'll finish the chapter to my Statistics book...
Love.
But, I needed to vent, and my journal's too far away: I'm lazy, as well all have already noted.
I put a dent into someone's car yesterday, backing out of the driveway. Problem is, we didn't change information, I didn't tell my parents, and it's phone tag between my mom and the girl who's car I dented thus far.
I honestly didn't think this would be a big deal...But apparently it is.
Another problem: I don't think either of us have ever been put into this kind of situation, so she didn't know what to do and I didn't know what to do. So that's why we didn't exchange information. At least, I'm hoping this is the reason.
Now I feel terrible, because my parents are disappointed in me, again, which sucks because I'm Asian and Asian disappointment is like an invisible slap in the face. Or a round-house kick, whichever you think is worse. I think either, because I've only ever been spanked as a child, and I'm sure it would hurt like a mofo.
I didn't start crying until I buckled down and began reading my Statistics textbook, which I hoped wouldn't happen...the crying part, not the reading my textbook part. It's good that I'm reading, because I'm about 10 chapters behind; the course is boring as hell. I'm digressing: I'm freaking out once again, checking my bank account for money that isn't going to appear any time soon (or so it seems: I'm waiting for money from StudentAid BC to come in, which hasn't so far), going on Facebook and trying to figure out anything about the person who says she owns the car (she's a friend of the neighbour's, which is awkward), and now this.
In all honesty, I was hoping she wouldn't contact me, so I wouldn't have to worry about it. But now, hah, I have to worry about it. I guess she talked to her parents too, to figure out what to do, and now she is going to have to talk to my parents because I don't own any of the cars that we drive.
Sometimes I wish I had my own car, just so I could take responsibility for the accidents I've been in already, but the likelihood of that happening anytime soon is below zero.
I've also thought about not driving for a year or so, and getting my full license in two years instead of getting it this year (because, technically, I could book an appointment now for my full license exam).
OK, I had to go for half an hour or so: my mom just explained to me what happens when I get into an accident and what I need to do. It all makes sense, and now I know what to do...I just need to remember it all.
Basically, it all just boils down to calling 911 (if me or other person(s) involved is injured), getting the other person's information (driver's license number, model and make of the car, and telephone number), giving my information to the other person, and calling the insurance company. Simple enough, right? I should hope so.
Anyway, I'm out for the night. Hopefully I'll finish the chapter to my Statistics book...
Love.
Colour
It's been a while.
So, in church, my pastor said something about how "colour" etc doesn't matter in the eyes of God. Which is true (for all those who don't think this way), but for some reason, his use of the word "colour" really bothered me.
Why couldn't he use the word "race" or "ethnic background"? Because I don't think he wanted to alienate people with "colour" in their skin, and yet he did anyway, because I felt alienated.
Also, the word "colour" means something other than a shade (white, grey, black), even though we consider black people coloured. So, basically, he's talking about everyone else other than white people? Which basically means his referring to "colour"ed people are brown and yellow, right? Red people? Purple people? Ugh, this is a weird subject.
This probably crosses a line somewhere, and I'm sorry if you find offence to this. But this is my blog, and I needed to write something about it.
Please let me know what you think in a comment down below.
So, in church, my pastor said something about how "colour" etc doesn't matter in the eyes of God. Which is true (for all those who don't think this way), but for some reason, his use of the word "colour" really bothered me.
Why couldn't he use the word "race" or "ethnic background"? Because I don't think he wanted to alienate people with "colour" in their skin, and yet he did anyway, because I felt alienated.
Also, the word "colour" means something other than a shade (white, grey, black), even though we consider black people coloured. So, basically, he's talking about everyone else other than white people? Which basically means his referring to "colour"ed people are brown and yellow, right? Red people? Purple people? Ugh, this is a weird subject.
This probably crosses a line somewhere, and I'm sorry if you find offence to this. But this is my blog, and I needed to write something about it.
Please let me know what you think in a comment down below.
Tuesday 11 September 2012
The News...?
So, blogspot has changed its layout. That's cool. Thanks for letting me know.
Then again, it's probably my fault, since I haven't been on this site, my blog, in a very long time...Anywho.
Summer was awesome: I had the first couple months just chilling, re-cooping from that disastrous spring semester, and then July and August were spent at camp! It was a lot of fun, got to meet new campers and new staff, and we had a blast. I miss everyone a lot, and summer can't come fast enough.
And then school started up. I think I'll be ok...So far, I don't like one of my classes (Statistics: Intro to. The prof seems to think that we know all about the subject, and I think he's skipping vital parts of teaching us certain things, so I hope I don't die...), but what can I do? I usually commit to the classes I register in the first time around, so we'll see. The other two, Economics and Earth Science, are a lot of fun. Yes, I know you see Economics for the second time around, but it's with a different professor and his teaching style is a lot different from the other prof, and a lot more fun. Plus, I can understand him when he talks, which is VERY important. And then Earth Science is just interesting. It's awesome seeing a prof who's passionate about what they teach, and gets excited when talking about certain subjects. At least, I find it really cool.
This weekend, I'll be seeing a friend for lunch. She's coming from Victoria, and it'll be fun. Talking and walking around the mall. Yes. It will be awesome.
And then the weekend after, I'll be visiting the camp I worked at this summer. There's quite a few more people this year than last year, because there are a few interns doing an internship there. And it seems that they get bored. I'll shake things up a little ;)
The job situation is still dire, but I'm managing...kindof. I still need to pay for my tuition this semester, and the funds seem to be coming in really slowly. Time to hit up the 'rents for some help :\
Hope all of you are doing well, and I'll see you next time.
Love!
Then again, it's probably my fault, since I haven't been on this site, my blog, in a very long time...Anywho.
Summer was awesome: I had the first couple months just chilling, re-cooping from that disastrous spring semester, and then July and August were spent at camp! It was a lot of fun, got to meet new campers and new staff, and we had a blast. I miss everyone a lot, and summer can't come fast enough.
And then school started up. I think I'll be ok...So far, I don't like one of my classes (Statistics: Intro to. The prof seems to think that we know all about the subject, and I think he's skipping vital parts of teaching us certain things, so I hope I don't die...), but what can I do? I usually commit to the classes I register in the first time around, so we'll see. The other two, Economics and Earth Science, are a lot of fun. Yes, I know you see Economics for the second time around, but it's with a different professor and his teaching style is a lot different from the other prof, and a lot more fun. Plus, I can understand him when he talks, which is VERY important. And then Earth Science is just interesting. It's awesome seeing a prof who's passionate about what they teach, and gets excited when talking about certain subjects. At least, I find it really cool.
This weekend, I'll be seeing a friend for lunch. She's coming from Victoria, and it'll be fun. Talking and walking around the mall. Yes. It will be awesome.
And then the weekend after, I'll be visiting the camp I worked at this summer. There's quite a few more people this year than last year, because there are a few interns doing an internship there. And it seems that they get bored. I'll shake things up a little ;)
The job situation is still dire, but I'm managing...kindof. I still need to pay for my tuition this semester, and the funds seem to be coming in really slowly. Time to hit up the 'rents for some help :\
Hope all of you are doing well, and I'll see you next time.
Love!
Friday 11 May 2012
Again. And Again.
I know. It's been a while. I'm sorry. I've just had a lot to deal with the past month or so.
I got into a car accident on April 17th. It wasn't serious, all the people involved weren't injured, just sore the next day, but the car that I was driving got totalled. We had to buy a new family car before my mom left for Los Angeles in a few days, so that was very stressful for my mom and for the rest of the family. I was in shock and cried for about three days straight...As a result of the accident, however, our family got into a major fight. Like, my dad walked to his semi-truck in the middle of the night kind of fight. And all of this happened on the eve of my final exams at university. It sucked. I guess we're all kind of over it now. It was my first accident ever, after having my license for about a year and a half, and I didn't think I would get into an accident. But I did. That's the worst, thinking that you'll "never" do something, but then you do that something...I don't even know what else to say about that.
Then finals rolled around. I thought I did ok. Until I got my final marks for my classes. I got 1 C+, 2 Cs, and a D. Not my best semester. Actually, my worst report card ever in the history of my report cards. My GPA also fell 1.3 points, so I was hysterical once again. A couple days after I found out my final marks, I got an email from my university, saying that I could be On Academic Probation (OAP) if I had another semester like this last one.
Even before the semester ended, I knew I wanted to take a break from school, whether it be a semester or a year. Right now, I'm planning on working this summer, and in the fall: not going to school until the spring, which is when I would like to go on a study-abroad trip with my friend. I'd have to fill out the application though, so I'll have to get on that soon.
Anyway. That's what's been up with me. Hopefully you appreciate me spilling my guts out to you, and maybe helping you realize that you might not have had it the worst.
Love.
I got into a car accident on April 17th. It wasn't serious, all the people involved weren't injured, just sore the next day, but the car that I was driving got totalled. We had to buy a new family car before my mom left for Los Angeles in a few days, so that was very stressful for my mom and for the rest of the family. I was in shock and cried for about three days straight...As a result of the accident, however, our family got into a major fight. Like, my dad walked to his semi-truck in the middle of the night kind of fight. And all of this happened on the eve of my final exams at university. It sucked. I guess we're all kind of over it now. It was my first accident ever, after having my license for about a year and a half, and I didn't think I would get into an accident. But I did. That's the worst, thinking that you'll "never" do something, but then you do that something...I don't even know what else to say about that.
Then finals rolled around. I thought I did ok. Until I got my final marks for my classes. I got 1 C+, 2 Cs, and a D. Not my best semester. Actually, my worst report card ever in the history of my report cards. My GPA also fell 1.3 points, so I was hysterical once again. A couple days after I found out my final marks, I got an email from my university, saying that I could be On Academic Probation (OAP) if I had another semester like this last one.
Even before the semester ended, I knew I wanted to take a break from school, whether it be a semester or a year. Right now, I'm planning on working this summer, and in the fall: not going to school until the spring, which is when I would like to go on a study-abroad trip with my friend. I'd have to fill out the application though, so I'll have to get on that soon.
Anyway. That's what's been up with me. Hopefully you appreciate me spilling my guts out to you, and maybe helping you realize that you might not have had it the worst.
Love.
Saturday 3 March 2012
Pandas and Smiling and Dying
Weird title, but whatevs.
Hope y'all are doing well. Not much has been happening with me. Totally skipping school at least one day a week, but I'm going to school, and *cough* learning and studying hard *cough* I've had really busy weekends these past couple weeks, but now, I'm resting and "trying" to study for most Economics and History. Econ should die. Srsly.
On another note, semi-jealous of my sister who will not be having school Monday-Thursday because of this stupid teachers' strike. Did I mention that she also starts Spring Break the following week? Yeah. She's basically getting a three week break for the springtime, and I am choked. I could just skip school and be with her? XD
Drop me a comment telling me how you are!
Until later <3
Hope y'all are doing well. Not much has been happening with me. Totally skipping school at least one day a week, but I'm going to school, and *cough* learning and studying hard *cough* I've had really busy weekends these past couple weeks, but now, I'm resting and "trying" to study for most Economics and History. Econ should die. Srsly.
On another note, semi-jealous of my sister who will not be having school Monday-Thursday because of this stupid teachers' strike. Did I mention that she also starts Spring Break the following week? Yeah. She's basically getting a three week break for the springtime, and I am choked. I could just skip school and be with her? XD
Drop me a comment telling me how you are!
Until later <3
Thursday 16 February 2012
V Day
I know, I know, it's a couple days late, but you know what? Valentine's Day is every day, so suck it!
No, but in all seriousness, I think it's a good day, even though we should be lovin' on each other every day of the year for the rest of our lives.
There's all this "Single's Awareness Day" and "Couples' Day" and whatever, but no one really ever looks at the simple side of Valentine's Day, that it's all about love.
But, I'm not about to get into all of that. Today, I will be giving you a history lesson, and if you don't like it, leave. Bye!
Hokai, for all you who do like history a little, here are some facts:
There were many different Christian martyrs named Valentine, such as Valentine of Rome, who was a priest, and Valentine of Terni, who was a bishop. (So, there were a lot of Valentines.) As you can see, there were no romantic elements within these martyrs, until the 14th century, where a Saint Valentine became linked to romance. The earlier Valentines, of Rome and of Terni, were forgotten. There was also a feast day on the 14th, but it was removed in 1969 because of the unknownness of why they feasted Saint Valentine's death and burial.
No love at all. I'd go into how this love and romantic-ness came about, but I'm tired, and I kinda want to go to bed. Maybe next year I'll comment more on this Valentine's Day. We shall see.
I hope all of you had a great V Day though, shared love with your family and friends, and hopefully did something memorable :)
<33
No, but in all seriousness, I think it's a good day, even though we should be lovin' on each other every day of the year for the rest of our lives.
There's all this "Single's Awareness Day" and "Couples' Day" and whatever, but no one really ever looks at the simple side of Valentine's Day, that it's all about love.
But, I'm not about to get into all of that. Today, I will be giving you a history lesson, and if you don't like it, leave. Bye!
Hokai, for all you who do like history a little, here are some facts:
There were many different Christian martyrs named Valentine, such as Valentine of Rome, who was a priest, and Valentine of Terni, who was a bishop. (So, there were a lot of Valentines.) As you can see, there were no romantic elements within these martyrs, until the 14th century, where a Saint Valentine became linked to romance. The earlier Valentines, of Rome and of Terni, were forgotten. There was also a feast day on the 14th, but it was removed in 1969 because of the unknownness of why they feasted Saint Valentine's death and burial.
No love at all. I'd go into how this love and romantic-ness came about, but I'm tired, and I kinda want to go to bed. Maybe next year I'll comment more on this Valentine's Day. We shall see.
I hope all of you had a great V Day though, shared love with your family and friends, and hopefully did something memorable :)
<33
Thursday 26 January 2012
New Year's Catchin' Up
I was totally going to make a blog a while ago, but I didn't. Aren't I great?
Anyway, school started up again, and I'm busier than last semester, which I love. I'm taking 4 classes instead of 3, but I still only go to school 4 days a week. I'm making new friends, and I'm procrastinating more on certain things than I should.
That's about it for now. I will hopefully come up with something more exciting for next time.
<3
Anyway, school started up again, and I'm busier than last semester, which I love. I'm taking 4 classes instead of 3, but I still only go to school 4 days a week. I'm making new friends, and I'm procrastinating more on certain things than I should.
That's about it for now. I will hopefully come up with something more exciting for next time.
<3
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