Every saint has a past,

If I had a car, I'd want lesbians in bikinis washing my car.

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 18:57:20 GMT

I'm SO destined to be a social worker. Christ.

Wed, 13 Aug 2008 06:45:54 GMT

Your result for The LONG Scientific Personality Test...

INFJ - the counselor

You scored 45% I to E, 32% N to S, 29% F to T, and 47% J to P!

Your type is best summed up by the word "counselor", which belongs to the larger group of idealists. Only 2% of the population share your type. You are so empathic that you often know what others need before they know themselves. You are a complex person who can deal with complicated issues and people, almost prefer to, as you love problem solving. You can be something of an idealist or perfectionist, and should try to take yourself a little less seriously.

You are a supportive and insightful romantic partner, encouraging your mate to have dreams and work hard to make those dreams come true. Because you are so creative, you have a wealth of ideas to help them toward those goals. You need harmony so much that you are driven to resolve conflict quickly, as long as the terms don't violate your ethics. You feel the most appreciated when your partner admires your creativity, trusts your inspirations, and respects your values. It is also vitally important that your partner be open and emotionally available - in other words, that they be willing to share themselves completely.

Your group summary: idealists (NF)

Your type summary: INFJ

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HELL YES

Mon, 19 May 2008 04:59:34 GMT

So...who's ass is going to the School of Social Work come fall?

OH WAIT, IT'S ME.

Hah.

This is how I like my women, so fuck. ALL y'all. Peace.

Thu, 08 May 2008 11:00:49 GMT

Look, Go, Be.

Wed, 30 Apr 2008 23:34:08 GMT

I have determined....

Tue, 08 Apr 2008 07:19:29 GMT

sleep is for the weak and I must do anything and everything possible to get my ass back on track in terms of PSU pacing.

YOU WILL NOT DEFEAT ME, NON-STUDIO CLASS TIMES! I will own your face, and you will have to put up with it.

Be prepared for the awesomeness of one hell of a stubborn lil' Asian.

Grr.

Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

Sat, 22 Dec 2007 06:21:12 GMT

Orgasm, orgasm, orgasm.

I'll see it again, and again, and again.

*dances around in a spastic circle*

I will have vengeance.....

ANGER ANGER ANGER ANGER AN----oh. My bad.

Wed, 31 Oct 2007 03:35:45 GMT

I humbly tuck my tail between my legs and give my respect to my Color Theory instructor.

The end.

oy

Tue, 27 Feb 2007 07:28:53 GMT

My laptop and printer are now plugged in. Next step, internet and cleaning out some shiz in my room.

Steps now: reading fatty articles.

Steps later: exploring the area I now frequent so I can be all like "Oh well if you want to go to [ insert location here ], then you want to take..."

Feelings now: Tired and cranky because of my fatty articles. And realizing I can get myself home faster on my own two legs than waiting half an hour for a bus that runs slower than a mofo. Whatev.

Feelings later: No idea. I like to keep things open.

My co-workers are awesome. It's like we're a little crew and we all enjoy partying together. :) :) :)

Now go find me a girlfriend so that my life feels somewhat un-boring.

On response papers for class.

Fri, 19 Jan 2007 11:28:43 GMT

Silly tangents, those are for blogs!

Mon, 25 Dec 2006 19:30:57 GMT

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Merry Christmas people.

bum bum bum

Tue, 05 Sep 2006 04:00:04 GMT

Even though technically it's the third night here in the house, it's the first official night in my new home. Slept like a baby, no weird middle of the night reactions. That was just freakish.

I have to say that it's not too bad. I mean yes, I walked in there with a closed mind while vehemently protesting that I was the most openminded person on the planet. Apparently I have more in connection or some such odd thing with Lora, the one who's 18. I spoke with her easily enough. For some reason Mary (cousin) and Emily (other roommate) were a little more difficult to communicate with. Plus I can't tell if I'm taking it defensively or not when Mary speaks to me in this "Ok, this is you asserting your independence now so this is what you're going to be doing and you're in charge of yourself..." I mean it feels more like I'm being talked down to than anything else; and, of course, that just irks the living daylights out of me.

I'm fully aware that this is my first time moving out and that I should be driving and that I'm on my own. I know that this is my first big step towards my independence and I know that i'm responsible for quite a few more things than I was before. No sarcasm. No really. None at all.

But if you will bear with me here, I went from not going anywhere at all to all of a sudden being little miss social and then to working a lot. So it wasn't just some easy little transition of adding more and more until life finally said, "Hey, welcome to Adulthood!" It was more like a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am. I mean with moving out, that was just discussed...in July, I believe. Next thing you know beginning of September I'm living somewhere else. Got a full time job because I needed the money and I had plans of what I was going to do with it, and now I'm using it to pay rent and other expenses. Possibly saving up for a car because I do need to drive. Yet I don't want to look at insurance, monthly car payments or gas. So I think I'll be happy with just the license until I've comfortably saved up enough to do so. Anyway, the point is: wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am.

This is my defense, but it's not a pool of pity excuse. No. Because in high school? Dude, I didn't really go anywhere. Why? I lived in a household where every single move I made had to be documented down to the last twitch of my eyelid.

I seem to be connecting better with the youngest roomie (18) Lora. My cousin Mary and Emily...just not so much. Maybe it's the age thing. But that can't be right because I get along really well with a lot of people who are several to quite a few years older than me. Maybe it's because Christianity gets brought up a lot through talks of prayer and such and such. I have nothing against it, I'm totally cool with it. It just gets discussed on a regular basis and it's just something to adjust to. I don't know why I have to keep restating myself.

Can't say I don't feel a little weirded out though. I mean today I just didn't want to really talk to anyone at all. I wanted to be by myself in my room with just my computer etc etc etc. Don't know if it's my moving blues or what. But there are some outside forces working their way into my mood. So hanging out with people will be a good thing, because then I'm less prone to be so glum if I'm not by myself. :d

Curve, skin, sunshine.

Wed, 10 May 2006 18:40:37 GMT

Yesterday was quite possibly the best day I've had all term. I've probably had days just as good...but I can't remember them. :P

I'm kicking myself for not figuring out that Jackpot Records would make me a giddy little music baby all over again earlier in the year. And I'm kicking myself for not figuring out the fastest bus route to downtown earlier in the year. A whole half hour that could SO be wasted on MySpace and blogging. ;)

Class got cancelled today, so now there's just afternoon classes. God loves me. I think if you say "Man...I wish I could have a class cancelled" several times...your wish will come true. :)

Goin in Friday mornin for a doc's appt. FINALLY. Shin splints are no fun. My left knee isn't in horrific pain, but I think when you are noticeably limping around for the past few weeks, you're gonna want to get it checked in. Why haven't I gone in? First off, I'm not gonna run crying if I get a boo boo. Plus my dad told me to just slap some IcyHot on it and it should be fine. Well...I can walk now without anything hurting. But I can't run. Period. It hurts.

Go me!

Loves.

Tue, 07 Mar 2006 19:47:16 GMT

Sat, 04 Mar 2006 19:56:57 GMT

Wahaha

happy sigh

Wed, 01 Mar 2006 04:30:27 GMT

For those of you with Asian humor in you...

http://www.asianreporter.com/arts/2006/07-06simlyfab.htm

Nicely done. Nicely. Done.

http://www.asianreporter.com/reviews/2006/09-06god&country.htm

Fri, 24 Feb 2006 09:06:36 GMT

I'm The One -- Van Halen

Ah-hah!
Woo!
Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

We came here to entertain you
Leaving here we aggravate you
Don't you know it means the same to me?
Honey!

I'm the one, the one you love
Come on baby, show your love
Hey! Give it to me

I see a glow that fills this room
I see it rolling off of you
And now your message from above
I'm tellin you
Ow!

Show, come on and show your love
Ah yeah
(Show your love)
Ow! Woo! Oh!
Show! Show your love babe
Ah, yeah
(Show your)
Show it!

(Guitar Solo)
Ow!

Ow! Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-woo!
Look at all these little kids
takin' care of the music biz
Don't their business take good care of me?
Honey! I'm the one, the one you love
Come on baby show your love
Hey! Give it to me

I see a glow that fills this room
I see it rolling off of you
And now your message from above
I'm telling you
Ow!

Show, show your love babe
Ah, yeah!
(Show your love)
Ow! Whoo! Woo!
Show! (Show)
Show your love babe
Ah, yeah
(Show your)
Show me!

(Guitar Solo)

Alright!

Whoo! Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-wah
Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-wah
(Ba dum bum)
Bop ba da, shoo-be do-wah
(shoo-be doo-be doo-be do-whum)
Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-be doo-be do-wah
Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-wah
(Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-be doo-be doo-whum)
Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-wah
(Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-be doo-be doo-whum)
Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-wah
(Ba dum bum)
Bop ba da, shoo-be doo-wah Whoo!

Ow!
(Show your love)
Oh! Oh! Come on and show me!
(Show your love)
Better show, better show your love now
(Show your love)
Ah, yeah!
(Show your love)
Ow! Yeah!

Thu, 23 Feb 2006 19:31:39 GMT

Society talk infiltrates my mind more than once. Damn WoA.

Wed, 22 Feb 2006 07:18:39 GMT

Change Your Mind -- The Killers

Racey days
Help me through the hopeless haze
But my oh my
Tragic eyes
I can't even recognise myself behind
So if the answer is no
Can I change your mind

Out again, a siren screams at half past ten
And you won't let go
While I ignore, that we both felt like this
Before it starts to show
So if I had a chance
Would you let me know

Why aren't you shaking
Step back in time
Graciously taking
Oh your too kind

And if the answer is no
Can I change your mind

We're all the same
And love is blind
The sun is gone
Before it shines

And I said if the answer is no
Can I change your mind

Hahah....

Tue, 21 Feb 2006 06:33:58 GMT

http://www.nuklearpower.com/daily.php?date=060221

Thanks B.C.B.

I still know your full name. And I still vaguely remember the history behind it. HAH.

Mon, 20 Feb 2006 08:01:00 GMT

Y'know...it's just one of those things.

:)

Fri, 10 Feb 2006 23:03:07 GMT

My GOD what beautiful weather. I'm going to spend it outside sunning myself until it's time to go to work. Huzzah!!

Thu, 02 Feb 2006 09:12:54 GMT

Oh my God...have you ever just stood outside in the rain and listened to it? It's the most beautiful sound. I went out side into my backyard and stood there for probably five minutes or so before the cold drove me in. I stood under my spotted umbrella, closed my eyes, and listened.

I think I need to go get a pair of rainboots.

Wed, 01 Feb 2006 06:11:43 GMT

Apparently my animal according to Angela is the leopard.

I'm definitely feline, but not domestic. I'm active, but sneaky in a grand and dramatic way. I could kill someone if I wanted to.

:d

Oy vei.

Sat, 28 Jan 2006 09:00:49 GMT

My body feels kinda dead. And I know I have to get up the next morning and get a lot of things done and out of the way before I can go play. Like I said...my personal life has become more of a privelege now. Yikes.

Work was a bit of a bear, because I got home at 12 a.m. Gooood times, that. And just working in McCool's is making me dislike the Clackamas community even more. I mean it practically disgusts me. If I could find a way to live anywhere BUT Clackamas, I'd be fine. But money is short and life isn't gonna give me a handout.

The peeps that come in there to get wasted off their asses bring their middle school kids and other kids in tow. The littler ones eventually end up heading out, but man...the middle school kids' parents. It's a mother fucking disgrace. Here they are getting wasted away, and their kids can only just sit in the booths and chill until...well, until the parents sober up or until a cab is called or something. I don't know, I'm never there long enough to find out. But y'know...I swear to God it's those kids who are gonna be the fucked up emos in high school. And have to deal with a lot of shit because of parental negligence. And the sickening part of all of this is how normal those parents make it seem. And the kids have no choice but to get used to it in the process.

Not to mention one of my co-workers was being a complete asshole to me. I go to clear off a table, and then go about my business. He comes up to me and asks, did you clear 2? I say Yea, I cleared it. "Was there a book (the receipt where the customers paid) on the table?" "I didn't see a book." Because the book goes to the server who had that table so that they can record the receipt and all that jazz.

Well later he's kinda tweakin because he couldn't find the book, and then he opens a different book, points to his name on the ticket and goes, "Ok, see here, this is where the server's name is." His finger underlined his name, almost like he was spelling it out for me. I look at the book and then I look at him, saying "Ok, are you just flipping me shit or are you really talking to me like I'm five?" He says, "It's not that hard." And I realized he was serious. That pissed me the fuck off. Because if it's one of my biggest pet peeves when working, it's that I do NOT like being talked to like I don't know what the hell I'm doing and that I'm the one who's the idiot.

So I look at him and then go, "Oh uh uh, no." and turn my face away and put my hand in his face. Then walk away. Because it was like...excuse me? What did you just say? And how did you just say it? No. I will NOT put up with that. I'm sick of being treated that way and having to quietly go, "ohmygosh I'm so sorry oh ok ok ok ok ok ok." It's ridiculous. I'm a person too, y'fuck-wad.

Then later he starts following me around with "I need it, I need it now." Meaning the book that mysteriously disappeared. And then "Are you upset? You look upset." And he was doing this over and over and over. And I didn't even look in his direction, or acknowledge his presence. I basically pretended he wasn't there. Yes, it caused me to resort to being a five year old, but I wasn't gonna get publicly riled up or yell or freak out. Although inside I was just boiling. I wanted to punch him in the face. At one point I responded with "Hey new kid? Don't go telling me things when you can't do your shit right." And that was the only thing I said. Otherwise...I just didn't acknowledge him. And my face was stone solemn. Sometimes my face would go into that disbelief laughter mode, but otherwise...no expression.

It is a problem though if the servers can't find the receipt the customer signed on to record. And he starts blaming me for it, even though I didn't see the ticket. So I got a lot of the brunt for it. Here's the kicker though. The book was found. Like...with the bartenders or something, I can't remember. But it was found. And it was in safe condition, no one had tampered with it. OHHHHHH, WHAT NOW?!? He tells me "yea I found the book." So I quietly look at him with a slightly amused but slightly vindictive look on my face. "Oh really now, did you?" He then squats down, bows his head, then looks up and goes "I am so sorry." "Yea well you should be." So I accepted his apology and told him to never fuckin do that to me again. Then we were cool. But duuuuude. Not cool. At all.

Feh. It's over and done with. And the funny thing about McCool's is how everyone gossips about the other person. And then to their face they're perfectly normal. I'm sure I've got a gossip going for me, even though it's probably relatively small. I don't share too much. Ah wel. Such is life.

Kay I'm going to sleep so I can get some shit done and out of the way.

Ta loves!