Blocked

I want to be able to write again.

A semi-private entry

Why am I still doing this anymore?

Oh yes, a blog in the cryptic style of LiveJournal.

No more internet!

Me: I have a crush.

Lynly: You always have a crush.

Ugh i can’t win.

Transcribing is also the bane of my existence.

Summer plans

I’m going to have a busy summer, and I don’t know if I’ll like it one bit:

Mondays – research lab, GRE course in the evenings
Tuesdays – work, TA and grade for AsianAm
Wednesdays – work
Thursdays – work, TA and grade for AsianAm
Fridays – volunteer (some days) for the county

Plus I’ll have to fit in time to study for the GRE and for data analysis/paper writing. I’d REALLY like to have most Fridays off, and then the whole weekend if possible. This is going to blow. How am I supposed to have the best summer ever (with the beach, LA, museums, day trips, and copious amounts of alcohol) before I move home?? OMG.

/whine

Over it

As fun and exciting it might be to be doing all that I have over the past couple of months, I’m just more than ready to graduate. I have approximately two weeks of this academic quarter left, and then in three weeks’ time I will be wandering, lost, in the Bren Center and wearing a gown five sizes too big for me.

I wish that I had done the research thing earlier. It kills me that I can’t get grants just because I won’t be an undergrad anymore. Guhhhh.

I don’t know how much more I can keep up! ..or how far I’ve fallen behind..

Good thing I’m going to the Yay! Area soon soon soon.

I need to stop posting

Christina (11:53:32 PM): how do i stop being stressed out in life
Ryan (11:55:48 PM): find religion

I have two questions to ponder at the moment:
01. Wow, is it really 5th week already?
02. How is it only 5th week?

Okaaaay, back to work.

EDIT: Which part of “I need to stop posting” do I not understand? Just wanted to note that I half-assedly tried to quit my job last week in hopes that I’ll have more time to do everything else and my boss was giving me this crap about how much they liked me, I was the best one there, and blah blah blah. He was even willing to give me a couple of months off if I wanted it. Okay, what was I supposed to say to that? I’m such a pushover. I should’ve said something along the lines of, “WELL MAYBE IT’S BECAUSE YOU DON’T PAY ME ENOUGH??” In the end I only reduced my hours by 4-5. UGH.

EDIT 2: I just recalled that I actually TRIED to quit my job at the bank during my freshman year of college because of transportation issues. I don’t know how, but they convinced me to stay and offered to give me rides back to the dorm if I needed them. I ended up staying there for three years and as a result ruined my chances of getting involved more with school.

Bearcat’s magic kingdom!

Bear tends to eat her food too fast and then throws up all over the carpet. I’d like to think that it’s because she’s eaten too fast. It looks like a long piece of turd made of half-digested Iams. This happens maybe once or twice a week. I wonder if this is normal?

Other than that she’s a nice cat. She’s been filling out nicely. Not fat, nor affectionate yet. Independence is key. Case in point: Chris and I bought a harness and leash for her a couple of weeks ago because we thought it’d be fun to walk her. It did not go over too well. End result: lots of squirming, scratching, and cowering in the bushes. I’ve yet to make a second attempt, and I doubt it’s going to happen anytime soon.

I want to get her a friend. I’m beginning to wonder more and more if I am, in fact, going to end up as a crazy cat lady.

Number five

We witnessed my contribution to Open Diary at the ripe age of fourteen, and then subsequently switching over to LiveJournal. While away in Denmark I started a Blogspot account [hellocopenhagen.blogspot.com] for those at home who wanted to see if I was particularly living it up overseas. It was quite successful, actually, until I came home and realized that I couldn’t keep updating my Danish blog if I wasn’t in Europe anymore… As a result came another Blogspot account to document my life [or lack thereof] for my friends overseas. Well, that lasted a whole week, because I made broken promises to update with a new visual at least every other day. [Note to self: Do NOT make promises unless I do intend to keep them. Even when I am more than positive I won't, in fact, keep them.] I’m still updating LiveJournal this whole time, but friends lists are more of a hassle when you have to keep yourself censored. Quite frankly, it wasn’t a place for me to vent anymore- granted that I stayed loyal to it for a good seven years (!).

So this is number five. Let’s see how this goes. Isn’t that the general trend, anyway? Open up numerous accounts at various weblogging sites and fail to even contribute one entry. The stats feature of this portal is what had me sold, initially. Thank you, Albert. I was talking to a roommate about how I haven’t felt inspired to write since high school. Consider this a blank page; this will document the last months of my undergraduate career as I am simultaneously being thrown out into the “real world”: A year off to apply to graduate schools (?!?), work (insert more ?!?’s), have a good time.