May 18, 2012
Today started off pretty good compared to yesterday’s all-day headache -.- I had plenty of laughs in the morning today which kickstarted a chill day.
I was talking to Dom and said how I loved the 1960s era with the hippies. They’re all free spirited and stuff (of course with all the drugs involved..but that’s besides the point.) He said he didn’t like it and they were a bit weird and added he liked World History better. I told him, “I liked the myths.” and he was like “what? You like meth? Woah there girl, I didn’t know you did drugs.” After arguing that I didn’t say that and I didn’t do drugs for three minutes…he said, “I can see you as a hippie.” I asked, “and why is that?” Him: “because you do drugs.” ….and the arguing continued again. (but with laughter of course) So then our convo trailed on and it came to another climax when he thought I was being aggressive and cursed. -.- seriously he had hearing problems today.
Then in Latin, we were translating from Latin to English. One of words was suppose to be ‘oar’ or something and it didn’t make sense with the story/sentence. We were trying to figure it out and I said, “well isn’t it used in medicine? Like how they used a mouse to heal the wound?”
Him: uh..no..? I don’t think so..
Me: well..where do they live? Maybe it’s like cold there or something..
Him: (with a really confused look) do you know what an oar is? It’s like a thing you row a boat with.. (and he started laughing so hard and uncontrollably)
Me: what? No it isn’t.. It’s an animal! (starts laughing because he was laughing)
Him: (laughs so much that no sound comes out and he is close to tearing)
Me: (turns to ask Gabby what an oar is and she says she thought it was an animal too LOLOL)
Him: (laughs even more)
Me: I thought it could’ve like a female ox or something..
Him: (keeps laughing)
He seriously laughed for like 10 minutes. It was crazy.
Later Linhda and I went to the NAS Banquet held at this church. There were guest speakers and such and it kind of carried on and on and I was getting a headache again…so I just watched Linhda scroll on instagram. I tried to connect to the free, unprotected wifi so I could look at things too. But there was a little page that popped up asking for the access password to the free wifi provided by the church. I figured since it was provided by the church, the password would be relating to church, Jesus, god, the bible, etc. I typed in ‘Jesus’ for the password and it didn’t work. I typed in ‘god’ and it didn’t work. I typed in ‘bible’ and it didn’t work. I didn’t know anything else relating to church, so I gave my phone to Linhda saying, “hey put something from the bible into this thing.” She looked at me confused and didn’t know what to do. I added, “I tried typing in ‘Jesus’ and stuff relating to church but it didn’t work. HAHAHAHA.” She started laughing at me hahaha. It was only us two on the side of the room laughing while the lady was speaking hahaha. After all the speaking was done, we got dinner! People brought in a bunch of delicious items. Linhda and I had to make so much room for the food on our one plate. We wanted to try everything! Such fatties! Hahaha! This one guy at our table kept dropping things and spilling things on to him. It was funny hahaha. I always happen to find myself so hyper and carefree after these celebration events. I like that feeling.
Pictures: (top far left) that will always be my favorite Brittany picture. Her one leg, 2 feet. HAHAHAHA. I laugh every time I look at it. (top right 2 pictures) yeah Linhda took those every time I was in middle of laughing at myself because I couldn’t keep a straight face LOL. (bottom right) that guy was the one that kept spilling things on himself. I don’t even know his name but we’ve “met” before..he just randomly said hi from across the room at a volunteer event. One time, he offered me the last chair to sit in in the class room test review but I refused. He’s a kind guy haha that randomly joined our photo sesh.
Museums
I really like museums and zoos…and all those sight-seeing places. It’s really fascinating and fun. It feels comforting bringing me back to those places I went as a child.
Gabby, Yamilet and I went to the art museum today for an extra credit field trip. We met up with Mrs. Gatewood and a few others there. Mrs. Gatewood led us around the art building, telling us what they’re doing to clean the waters, make things energy efficient, etc. We did a little experiment testing the waters, going in this black dome, go in the woods, etc. It was super hot and there was so much walking. I’m fine with walking and all but just not in skinny jeans!
After all of the touring and experiments were done, us three decided to just tour the art museum inside. I loved the feeling of it. It was so calm and quiet. We were surrounded with lots of space and white walls. The only thing speaking besides us commenting on the beauty of the pieces was…well…the artwork itself.
I think the best dates would be ones close the environment (picnics, walks on the beach/parks, star gazing) or museums. Idk, something close to nature and such is always good.
Yamilet’s mom was suppose to pick us up but she didn’t know how to get back here, so we had to walk 2-3 miles in the heat to the theater. We had to cross the bridge with cars running and it was super terrifying. Our butt cheeks were sweating too! LOL. We got to the theaters and freshened up. We really needed that. Then we plopped on the floor, waiting for her mom. What an adventurous and interesting day.
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Dom: I was watching LA Ink and this guy got a tattoo of a Phoenix on his arm.
Linhda: Wait what did he get a tattoo of?
Dom: a Phoenix.
Linhda: (turns to me.) I thought he said something else haha
Me: (caught her drift) HAHAHAHAHA.
Dom: what?! you guys got dirty minds!
Linhda: Stephanie heard it too!
Me: I heard Phoenix! But I caught on to what you heard HAHAHA.
Uyen: what are you guys talking about? I don’t get it…
Linhda: what rhymes with pheonix? say Phoenix but replace the “ph” with a “p”
Uyen: penix?
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
She still couldn’t figure it out for like 5 minutes.
Linhda: replace the ‘x’ with a ‘s’
Uyen: pe…nix?
All of us: HAHAHAHA
Uyen: just tell me what it is! I don’t get it!
Jarvis: it’s penis okay? Penis.
One thing I love about mom is that she’s quick with decisions that are urgent.
She’s always indecisive about silly things like whether to cook rice and where to eat, but she’s quick to decide on important matters. I’m the total opposite.
I feel like my important decisions are based on what others think I should go with. I guess that means I’m still in the conventional stage according to some psychological theory. I do things around the law and society. I should progress to the post-conventional stage where I follow my own morals.
By then, I could really say that I really am independent. At least, independent on my thoughts and actions. That’s what would make me strong and able to survive life’s obstacles. I can’t have others assisting me because they will soon leave, and when they leave, I’m all by myself…again…isolated like the way I was in my mother’s stomach. Attached..yet distant. Breathing..but not living life.
I should probably take a few risks here and there and stop thinking of the possibilities of the negatives that might occur. Put that mental calculator away that’s calculating the probability of it happening. Be a little spontaneous sometimes.
oh my jeezus HAHAHAHA I’d be the one to stupidly lean on that too
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I haven’t been so disappointed like this. I feel like I’m carrying a sign that says “shoot me.” I haven’t even felt “sad” in a long time. I’ve been content, but not happy.
FCCLA, my favorite club, posted the list of the new officers today. I wasn’t one. I thought the interview went alright. One of the reasons that could’ve made me not pass it was probably because I haven’t took a FACS course in high school. I think they also took away a position too. Man, wtf. There was suppose to be four positions but only three names were listed. One of them being my best friend, this guy, and this girl who I think won’t be able to handle it. I believe she may have won favoritism because she was friend’s with all of the officers. She ran officer for another club too, and knowing her, she’s a procrastinator and doesn’t get her things done. She’s a nice person and she’s friendly….but she might not be the best choice. Fucking favoritism and popularity.
I will still continue to be in the club because I love it. BUT I will criticize anything that goes wrong because of these new officers (besides my best friend because she’s perf and she deserves getting the position.)
I sat in the car as my dad was driving me home, silent as ever. I didn’t know if I wanted to tell him what the results were. I didn’t know if I could handle it. These freaking feels I have are uncontrollable. I kept saying to myself, “Stephanie. Don’t do it. Don’t cry.” But of course, my eyes watered and I wiped it away and took deep breathes.
We were driving down capital and my head kept thinking why I didn’t get the position. My mind was going crazy. “What makes you beautiful” played on the radio and I kept thinking ‘NO! I’m ugly today! I can’t look at anyone in the eyes because I feel so ashamed.’ My best friend, Gabby,(the one that made it) stopped by and was waving and stuff and I was saying congrats and giving her the news. I just couldn’t look at her and genuinely smile. I’m happy for her. I truly am. I wanted to be able to be officers with her. Oh well.
As my dad was driving on capital, we were about to turn and this car decided to signal and go on our lane. I guess we were on her blind side view or something. She went gliding on the passenger side leaving a long scratch. Her side mirror got pushed inwards. Then the red light came so we stopped. She didn’t even get out her car. We took pictures of her car and everything and she just left when the light turned green again. Fucking hit and run. We got you, bitch. I have your face too.
After such a tiring, depressing day, a car accident was the last thing I expected. I just wanted to be able to go home, eat a little, and sleep. Such a horrible day besides kickball. That was relieving. It was like I was kicking someone’s head.
Looking back, I think I was blessed today. Besides the depressing part where I fail to be a “leader”, I think I was blessed to actually be alive right now. If that car had went in any harder I would’ve had a few injuries or even worst…died.
I was surprised I was pretty calm in the accident. I called mom to let her know and she was about to go ballistic until I told her it was just a scratch. The kids kept asking questions about the car and me haha.
“It’s not the end. It’s going to be okay.”
It’s Buddha’s birthday! Went to the temple at noon. I didn’t really want to at first because I wanted to catch up on sleep, but then I actually love the temple so I decided to go. I didn’t know what to wear so I threw on a cute dress with a cardigan. I curled my hair and placed it all nicely because I knew Viet people like to judge other Viet people’s children hahaha. I usually have my hair in messy waves. Our whole family (besides Mom who had work and didn’t come) dressed up nice today haha.
We came a bit late, so I didn’t expect to see anyone. Later though..Tong came out of nowhere. The little crew of my sisters and I walked up the the front to find stuff to look at while Dad was talking to his friend. Then I turned back to the direction I came from and looked at the cars coming up. I was observing the cars and trying to see if I knew anyone in there haha. Tong rounded up with his windows down..I didn’t know it was him inside until he was right there. He yelled out “GROSS!” and smiled. I was like “ohmygosh! O:” and laughed.
He’s quite a mean fella.
Then father took us out to a strawberry field and we picked strawberries and took pics with the turkeys roaming and gobbling. Well…I was the only one taking pics WITH the turkey. Man, that thing was following me!! We went to the end of the field and walked up to the middle and it was still trailing behind gobbling. The kids were all scared hahaha.
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Daddy: (to my little sister) “stand here so daddy can take a picture”
Sister: “ehhehhhehh” (whines)
Turkey: “stop being a chicken”
Me: “HAHAHAHA”
#i laughed because I totally understood what it said #and its gobble was hilarious
Funny cuz..my sister was actually born in the year of the chicken. Turkey at a strawberry field. What an interesting day.
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OMG, you kept a straight face throughout the video, but I couldn’t help but laugh the entire time. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!
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