The Alibi

Settling In

2008-07-02T19:36:10Z

By this point I've pretty much have settled into my summer routine. I work 3 days a week at an unpaid internship with consists mainly of me counting down the minutes and mindlessly surfing the web like at present. The other 2 days I work at a paid internship which I don't mind so much because well, the money for one thing, the people are friendly and they keep me busy. I can't quite determine which is more exhausting: school or interning. At the very least now I have absolutely no responsibilities once I'm off for the night and weekends. It's nice. I really value my weekends more.

I'm hungry. I haven't done anything of value today thus far. I have no real intention to. I need amusements.

Here I am, again

2008-06-18T01:30:48Z

It seems that internships in general consist of idle time and not learning anything. I would be more than happy to be helpful if only they would give me shit to do. What I've learned is: go for paid internships. The measly salary isn't the only draw. Apparently if a company plans on paying you, they sure as hell intend to use you. My other paid internship may consist mostly of busy secretarial work, but at least I have something to keep me busy. Here I am with nothing to do and no where to go for 56 more minutes. I've spent virtually the past 8 hours surfing the web, reading blogs and learning about the myth of the crystal skulls for no reason whatsoever. I'm well fed but trapped without an excuse to leave the building. At least at my other work I can determine my own lunch break. Sitting here all day doing absolutely nothing while getting paid jack shit is not good for my sanity. I'm tired. I'm full of unhealthy fastfood, I want to spend time with the boyfriend, and I need new music. If this is what it means to work full time, I want none of it. I don't want to sit in a cubicle all day and stare at a screen. At the very least, I'll probably have things to do then. If only I could watch a movie or something. Unfortunate I have people walking behind me all the time. My boss is coming back here tomorrow so hopefully then I can have an assignment. Not right to trap people in such a way. Most exciting part of the day might have been when a damn pigeon flew in.

I don't really know what to do with myself right now. 49 min and counting. This is ridiculous. If I'm not going to have anything to do I might as well leave.

I wish I had shit to do. The only time I ever go on AIM is when I'm at work. I gave it up for over 6 months before that. Now I'm online 5 days a week.Great.

A recent lack of adventure

2007-08-14T20:56:41Z

I miss traveling. It’s been a whole year since I’ve really gone anywhere. And it’s making me a little antsy. I was digging through all the photos on my computer and found a few I liked from my previous travels. I touched them up in Photoshop a bit.

…From my trip to New York a year and a half ago. Went for spring break while I was still in high school because at that point I thought I could get into NYU. This was taken from the back of the ferry going to the Statue of Liberty.

…From the ferry once again.

…In Boston by Harvard. There was not a chance in hell I’d ever get into Harvard but I wanted to see it anyway.

…From my trip to China last summer. Strolling through the massive park by my grandpa’s house.

…Hiking through the mountains in one of China’s national parks.

I need to go somewhere. I’m going crazy here. And, classes start in a week and a half.

And the point of a contract is...?

2007-08-08T23:25:27Z

I don’t handle stress too well. And that is why I am posting a rant right now. Getting things down on the screen might help me alleviate a little stress.

I’m moving into an apartment this coming semester with 3 roommates. Each apartment is guaranteed 2 parking spaces. We were in need of 3. The site manager told us a week ago that would be fine. Contacts were signed for 3 parking spaces. I call her today about this and she tells me we can only have 2, regardless of the fact that we already signed for 3. When we informed her of this she simply said that “terms and conditions are subject to change.”

What bothers me about this whole situation is that there is nothing protecting the tenant. The point of the contract is to map out the terms. But apparently these terms can be altered at any time. What you sign for is definitely not what you get. And, the manager doesn’t even have to courtesy to call and inform us of this change. I had to call her just to receive the news.

I’m really tired of getting screwed over by housing. Initially it was the school housing that let us down. We decided to find a place ourselves and now we end up in this ridiculous situation.

I’m tired. I’m frustrated.
I’m stuck here at work for another hour and a half.
Somebody shoot me.

How to be happy 101

2007-07-20T00:45:27Z

For my internship today, I had to do some research on Life Coaches. And after visiting numerous sites run by people of this profession, I have concluded that they are all full of shit. This one life coach insisted that people are often confused/miserable because they are not CHOOSING to be happy. So clearly, one must simply CHOOSE happiness and it will come to them.

What the fuck is she talking about? Alright then, let’s give that a try, shall we?

I, Mei, CHOOSE to be happy.

Do you hear that sound? That’s the sound of jack shit happening. I have chosen to be happy, and yet, I am not. Miraculous isn’t it?

If that really was all there was to it, why should I pay someone hundreds of dollars to “teach” me how to be happy?

It’s all ridiculous. Just solve your own problems people. It’s cheaper.

Enlightenment

2007-07-17T21:24:48Z

There are a lot of bloggers out there who think they are enlightened and write everyday about how they have miraculously improved their lives. Generally, they like to use words like “simplify” and “epiphany” and explain to us naïve readers how by simplifying their lives they have changed their whole state of mind and now love themselves or have dropped 10 pounds or are now able to have functional relationship etc etc etc. The point is, most of this is bullshit. In all likelihood, they were probably just at the high point of their emotional roller coasters at the time of the post.

I usually don’t buy into any of that nonsense because it’s too spiritual for my taste and my cynicism just keeps pressing me to mock them- but every once in a while I actually find something worth remembering in those blogs.

“What I realized was that if I’m attached to something, it was because I have fear about it not working out. My attachment comes from my fear.”

I glossed over this and yeah, it made a little sense. Then I applied it to relationships and realized it’s dead on.

Usually in a relationship, there is one party more attached than the other right? Now, put yourself into the shoes of the party that is NOT as attached. You’re confident because the other person calls you a lot. You know they really like you because they blatantly show it. They always check in on you. They want to see you all the time. And, because they do all this, you don’t feel the need to reciprocate these actions. Why would you? You know they’re not going to leave you since they obviously like you a great deal. You therefore become the less attached party because you have no fear of things not working out. And even if things don’t work out, you know it will end on your terms.

Now imagine yourself as the MORE attached party. The other person never calls you so you start to become self conscious. You think they must not like you enough, or they’re seeing other people. You start calling them more because you want to know what they’re doing. The less they do, the more you feel you have to do just to keep the relationship going. You’re afraid things will end as soon as you stop putting in that extra effort so you worry about it constantly- always keeping them on your mind. You then become the more attached party.

It’s pretty clear which role sucks more.

The glamour of Hollywood and how it pisses me off.

2007-07-11T23:18:08Z

So I always knew I wanted to go to college in a big city. The reason behind this is actually quite ridiculous and semi-implies that I suffer from an overactive imagination and paranoia. See, in horror movies, the serial killer/alien invader/flesh-eating zombie always seem to attack people in the middle of nowhere so no help can be obtained. And this is why I fear the country. Of course, if I were to look at the situation rationally like a sane individual I would realize that big cities hold much more realistic dangers such as muggers, gang wars, and psychotic homeless people. But I think I'll take my chances and know that I am at least safe from zombies (I'm completely disregarding the movies 28 Days Later and 28 Weeks Later because those take place in Europe and therefore do not count).

I knew where I wanted to go, and I got there. Here I am living in L.A. now: the supposedly glamorous place where celebs dine in the same restaurants where you dine and shop the same streets. That's all very well and good and everything, but honestly, how does that affect my life? There's been a couple of celeb sightings, I grant you. It's really not all that fabulous. The traffic at all hours of the day and night is a fucking nightmare. There is no parking- anywhere, and never is it free (I can't express my joy at having to pay $2 for parking in a lot for less than 20 minutes). The people are superficial. Hipster types roam the streets. The smog dirties my recently washed car immediately. One way streets downtown still confuse the hell out of me (sadly). All in all, there are a lot of things I put up with in order to reside in this city. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love USC. The campus is lovely and I really enjoy college... It's only recently that I've even gotten a chance to explore LA in its entirety however since I didn't have a car on campus my first year. And the more I see the less impressed I am with its supposed "glamour."

I actually kind of miss San Diego. The air is cleaner. There's always parking. Jackasses on the road don't cut you off without signaling every 5 fucking minutes. I mean, suburbia can be dull as fuck... but it's a nice relief sometimes.

psychoanalyze this.

2007-06-29T03:21:12Z

It never works to analyze your own situation because sometimes, you're just so deep IN IT that all common sense goes out the window. It's funny how you can see your friends' relationships so clearly but your own are clouded by self doubt and idealized fantasies.
A couple of suitemates and I figured this out one night last semester and decided to analyze each other for a change. We were all single and riding emotional roller coasters after being severely disappointed by guys we had met earlier in the year.
It kind of worked. I got some insight.
They informed me that I trick myself into feelings I don't actually have. I've seen too many movies, or read too many books, or however the fuck I'm influenced about love, and that's made me imagine myself into scenarios that aren't real.
Well fuck, if it's not real, why the fuck am I even worrying about it?
I'm just gonna take a laid back approach from now on. No more of that overanalyzation bullshit. It's not worth it.

Someone must get hurt.

2007-05-21T06:14:34Z

I LOVE She wants revenge

Please don't touch me, I've come to far too let you bring me down
He's thinks that I'm easy but try as you might you can't hurt me now
These tedious dances we run through but I've memorized them now
I quietly melt down and consent to you if only just to bawl

As I stare through you and I stand quite still
And a alarm sounds just up the road
I can tell you'd like some company but I can't fix you and you don't want me

I call for the witness, present the facts right down to the little things
They say the heart is resilient, in black and white you swore there'd be no strings
I sneak out the back door, but the gavel strikes
And I can hear you cry, under the sound of my footsteps
This time they will be no long goodbye

As I stare through you and I stand quite still
And a alarm sounds just up the road
I can tell you'd like some sympathy but I can't fix you and you don't want me

How can I trust you? How could you need me now?
Its getting to be so cold, old
The decision is in that I won't break
You cut and you run with our lives at stake
Well, someone might get hurt and it won't be me
The decision is in there will be no fight
It might sound cold but I know its right
'Cause someone must get hurt and it won't be me

How very frustrating

2007-04-24T23:20:42Z

It's that time of year again for us to register for next semester's classes online. You get your registration time, you go to the site, you plan it all out. You get this perfect schedule all figured out where you don't have to wake up till noon. Then of course your registration time comes around and you find that all the classes you want are full. Ain't it a bitch.

Chaos

2007-04-17T04:16:22Z

Virginia Tech shooting. 33 Dead.

The world's just mass chaos now isn't it?

Oh memories

2007-02-07T19:54:05Z

Life used to be easy. In a desperate attempt to recreate that sense of contentment I made a memories playlist. These are the songs I grew up on, can still sing along to, and make me remember something good:

1. POD "Alive"- I still remember the video on MTV
2. Evanescence "Bring me to Life"- Freshman year of high school
3. Gorillaz "Clint Eastwood"- Back when I didn't know it was about pot
4. Linkin Park "Crawling" "In the End"- Jackie burned me their first CD in middle school
5. LFO "Every Other Time" "Summer Girls"- corny as fuuuuck lyrics now that I listen to it haha
6. Sum 41 "Fat Lip" "In too Deep"- Oh middle school summer... #1 on TRL for a while
7. Blink 182 "First date" "Story of a lonely guy"- I remember when we figured out the icon for "first date" on the album was a condom... and jackie thought it was a crayon heh heh.
8. 2gether "The Hardest Part of Breaking up"- poor QT
9. Jimmy Eat World "The Middle"- hahaha that one band in middle school that played at lunch and could sing only 3 songs, this being one of them.

Others:
Hoobastank- Crawling in the Dark
Daniel Beddingfield- gotta get through this
Bon Jovi- it's my life
3 Doors down- Kryptonite
Papa Roach- Last resort
Alien Ant Farm- Smooth Criminal
The Offspring- The Kids aren't alright
Green Day- Time of your life

Any other good ones?

Honesty, this sucks

2007-01-24T07:33:30Z

Okay, honestly, the main (and possibly only) good asian quality is brains. It should be that if you're asian, you're good at math. Well fuck, I'm on the road to failing math right now.

Honestly, What. The. Fuck.
Life's not fair.
This just blows.

Life as a B student

2006-12-24T00:12:18Z

The Fall 2006 grade reports came out.
BUAD Organizational Behavior: B
Writing 140: B
Micro Econ: B+
International Relations: A

I have come to accept the fact that I am now a B average student. I'm actually a little amused by how at the beginning of the semester my goal was to get a 3.5 GPA or higher. By around finals time, I started to think "hey, maybe a C won't be that bad." So, at this point I'm thinking that getting mostly B's is actually pretty decent. And that A in IR is just a fucking joke. I can't actually remember a single thing I learned in that class except the fundamental differences between Realism and Idealism, which I really should have already known before but didn't because I don't particularly pay attention to the news. The parents seem decently satisfied with the grades.

Downtime- what suburbia feels like

2006-12-21T06:09:04Z

So here I am back in San Diego and things are more or less the same as before I left for college except for the fact that I now have way too much time on my hands and no stress whatsoever. I haven't felt this way since Park Village. There is of course the added bonus now of having my car back... though that means I have to deal with all the jackasses on the road. Let's take yesterday for instance. Coming home from lunch with the girls, I stop at a red light and get honked at. Apparently my car was preventing the women behind me from getting into the left turn lane. I would gladly have let them through if A) the light wasn't red and B) there weren't other cars in front of me preventing me from moving forward. So these bitches honk as if there is actually something I could do such as shrink my car or plow into the vehicle in front of me. So I inch up a little until I'm practically right up against the other car's ass and these spoiled-ass socialite bitches manage to squeeze by me in their mercedes and have the fucking nerve to slow down next to me and stare as if outraged that I dare become an involuntary obstacle to them. So then I flip them off. And then my passenger, Jackie, being the loyal friend she is, flips them off too as we pass them once the light turns green. And of course they give it right back. And that is why I hate other drivers.

On to a totally unrelated topic... Later that day we have another adventure involving Cassie's sudden desire for cake. After watching a couple consecutive hours of Life as We know it on DVD, the 3 of us decide to head to Vons for cake. So there we are in the bakery section discussing the fruitcake Jackie plans to send to Josh as a gag gift and how brilliant it would be if she were to write "A Fruitcake for my Fruitcake" on the card (I still think that would be the perfect sentiment), when one of the vons employees walks by, overhears our conversation, and makes a joke about it which I don't particular understand or remember. I give a polite laugh even though I have no idea what he is talking about or where the hell he even appeared from. 5 seconds later the 3 of us are arguing about whether to purchase a cake or bake one ourselves. I wander maybe 3 feet from the herd to look at the pre-made cakes and suddenly find that same vons employee standing right next to me and here is the awkward conversation which followed:
Him: "Hey.. I just wanted to tell you.. you're very pretty and I was wondering if you were single?"
Me: "uh..yea"
Him: "Do you live in this area?"
Me: "..yea"
Him: "..and how old are you?"
Me: "18" (I should have asked 'how old are YOU?')
Him: "18... so uh.. can I give you a call sometime?"
Me: "..um..I.. don't know..."
He seemed to get the message (probably from the clear reluctance on my face) and gave up. Thank god. I bolt the bakery section with the girls following me laughing their asses off (thanks a bunch btw). First off, he looked like he could have been pushing 30. That is just plain creepy. Second, next time somebody asks me my age like that, I will point blank lie and just say I'm 14 and see how fast they back off.

fucking fuck fuck

2006-10-11T05:21:45Z

I just got done with my business midterm. oh dear. fuck fuck fuck.

and now i have a paper to write.. which is going shitty. I can't think anymore and I'm going to get another C and fail and be fucked.

I can totally handle this btw.

The only mood icon I use now is 'stressed'.

Pause.

2006-10-08T19:07:56Z

Please pause the world. I need a break.

I'm going to change

2006-10-07T03:24:48Z

I got too used to my routine at home. I hung out with the same people all the time (And I love them) but I don't think that kind of lifestyle is fitting for college. My best friends were my safety net. Now what? I have to get out of that state of mind. So, now I'm making plans. If I keep myself busy enough, I stop getting all existential like this.

Oh and I'm stressed as fuck.
fucking business midterm.

The iPod Playlist

2006-07-28T08:21:30Z

This was a pretty fun survey: (And yes I am that bored)

1. Go to your playlist
2. Set it on random or shuffle and press play
3. Move forward song by song and use the songs as the answers
4. Don't cheat!

How am I feeling today?:
Soul on Fire -HIM
(my first song is a HIM song? what good fortune! And yes, that is how I am feeling today. My soul is on fire for sure.)

Will I get far in life?:
Do you hear me?- Adema
(This song is about death so... I guess I WON'T be getting far in life.)

How do my friends see me?:
Death of it All- Rob Zombie
(That... is a pretty shitty way for my friends to see me. Damn, how depressing)

Where will I get Married?:
Ten Thousand Fists- Disturbed
(Apparently I will get married at a rock concert with 10 thousand screaming fans)

What is my best friend's theme song?:
The Sacrament- HIM
(This is actually a pretty touching song to represent a friendship)

What is the story of my life?:
Silenced- Mudvayne
(My life sounds very angry)

What is/was high school like?:
Sister of Charity- The 69 Eyes
(Absolutely incorrect. In no way did High school involve charity or humanity or nuns)

How can I get ahead in life?:
Politics- KoRn
(Wow, how fitting. This song is about sleeping with people to get ahead in life.)

What is the best thing about me?:
Right Here in my Arms- HIM
(Another HIM song? what are the odds? Apparently the best thing about me is that I have arms)

How is today going to be?:
Tragedy- Coal Chamber
(Today will be tragic)

What is in store for this weekend?:
Disenchanted- Unfinished Thought
(Apparently I will fall out of love this weekend.)

What song describes my parents?:
Falling- Gravity Kills
(Not.Even.Close.)

Describes my grandparents?:
Closer- Lacuna Coil
(At least it wasn't 'Closer' by NIN)

How is my life going?:
mOBSCENE- Marilyn Manson
(I dont think my life is too obscene.)

What song will they play at my funeral?:
Euphoria- Collide
(That works for me. Go ahead, play that)

How does the world see me?:
Waking up beside you- Stabbing Westward
(Then i guess the world sees me as depressed and lonely)

Will I have a happy life?:
Disconnect- She wants revenge
(...all this track is is the sound of falling rain. Does that say happiness to you?)

What do my friends really think of me?:
Amerika- Rammstein
(They think I'm a giant capitalist country bent on taking over the world)

Do people secretly lust after me?:
Sleep- Stabbing Westward
(uhh.. this song is about incest and rape so i sure HOPE NOT)

How can I make myself happy?:
I Don't wanna be me- Type O Negative
(Apparently I can only be happy if I became someone else. So true)

What should I do with my life?:
Mechanical Animals- Marilyn Manson
(I should dress in a woman suit?)

Will I ever have children?:
Right in Two- Tool
(He's talking about monkeys in this song. Maybe thats supposed to represent the children)

What is some good advice for me?:
Conflict- Disturbed
(I should start fist fights with people?)

How will I be remembered?:
Mr Self Destruct- NIN
(Im going to be remembered as a self-destructive man? Can't it at least be Miss Self Destruct?)

What do I think my current theme song is?:
Dramatica- ORGY
(Whoa... creepy how this came on)

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?:
Big Empty- Stone Temply Pilots
(Real mellow track)

What type of men/women do you like?:
Seen it All- KoRn
(Apparently I like psychotic ones that scare me)

Do people secretly lust after me?:
The Fight Song- Marilyn Manson
(No need to fight over me.)

How can I make myself happy?:
Glitter Girl- Kidneythieves
(The lyrics for this are kinda random. I have no idea how it ties into the question)

fear_night @ 2006-07-28T12:38:00

2006-07-28T06:06:17Z

I come home in 4 days and I'm booorrrreeed. I'm flying out to Shanghai on Monday and then flying home on Tues.

I bought all the seasons of Sex and the City here bootleg but I can't watch them because Grandma and Grandpa are always around.

Tomorrow I go over to my other grandparents' place and will have to play with the child. But her mother will actually be around this time so hopefully the child will behave. Did you know that when you give birth they snip your vagina? Since it's likely to tear anyway the doctor will snip it first so that it's easier to sew back together when you're done. I do not want my vagina snipped.

Time here in China revolves around the 3 meals. I mean, back home I go out, hang out with people, and eat pretty much whenever. But here.. no no. Here I am forced to eat 3 meals when I normally skip breakfast. Lunch is promptly at 11:30 and dinner at 5:30. Every meal comes with a soup. Every meal comes with a information session on the health benefits of each dish ("Eat some more ___. It does this, this, and this for your body.").

I miss my laptop

2006-07-26T04:39:13Z

Okay, when I'm bored and at home I'll usually go on the computer or watch tv or usually both at once. I can easily keep myself entertained for hours with my laptop cause I have photoshop. So, when I'm bored, I make something. So here I am in China with hours to kill every single day and no photoshop and so instead I end up updating my livejournal excessively even when there's nothing in particular to write about.

Myspace's comments are down. I keep getting error messages. Gr.

I got a facial and a massage the other day since those kinds of things are cheap here. It was relaxing/awkward since somewhere in the middle she goes "okay now I'm going to massage your chest for you" and I pretty much thought Wtf? WHOA THERE.
I wish I had a personal bubble that strangers couldn't get in.

I bought a couple more bootlegs the other day:
V for Vendetta
Walk the Line
Hostage
Domino

Ben Foster in Hostage.. mMm.
The boy's grown up since his Flash Forward days.
He is just born to play a psychotic teenage killing machine.

Abortions and Birthdays and Such

2006-07-25T02:41:57Z

Okay so I'm watching tv here the other day and this commercial comes on showing this young couple on a bus. So both of them look all clean and fresh and happy so I thought they were going on a date or something. But I couldn't figure out what the commercial was for cause my chinese isn't that great. So then mom sees me looking a bit lost and goes:
"You know what that was for right?"
Me: "no"
Mom: "That was for an abortion clinic. They're trying to tell you that if you go there it won't hurt."
Me: "WTF? Then why the hell did the couple look so damn happy!??"
Mom: "It's a commercial. They're trying to sell you something."

So apparently they want me to believe that all women dress up all nice and happily frolick off to the abortion clinic, hand in hand with the guy who did it to them. Right.

I bought more CD's and Bootleg DVD's the other day =).

Jackie's birthday is in 2 days.
She's going to be a big girl.
And do big girl things.
But beware Jackie... you will be trialed as an adult now.

I went to the Mountains

2006-07-24T02:34:43Z

For the past couple of days I have been in the mountains. When mom said we were going "mountain climbing" I assumed there would be actual climbing involved. But apparently the mountains have upgraded and visitors need no longer climb- or walk either for that matter. We first toured the mountains from the bottom by taking a tram. Then we took a cable car up to the top (after waiting in the line for the cable car for an hour). Then we got onto tour buses at the top to check out the different scenic spots and local villages. Then we took a elevator back down the mountain. That was my "mountain climbing" adventure.

My 8-year-old cousin came along and 3 days with her made me realize I never want children.
There isn't a second of the day when she's awake and not talking.
The kid's mouth never closes.
She crys when she doesn't get her way.
She HITS when she doesn't get her way.

Yay I come home in a week.
I miss home.

fear_night @ 2006-07-19T17:30:00

2006-07-19T09:32:32Z

I sincerely hate happy-go-lucky asian music. I was watching tv here the other day and I see this asian band performing. They were dressed in all black with skulls decorating their clothes and their hair was done in random spikes. But when they sang... it was the corniest, most pop-y happy shit I had ever heard. It really threw me off. After seeing a couple of different singing groups on tv here I have come to the conclusion that A) They all look alike B) They all sing alike and C) They all sing to the same upbeat pop-y background music. I am not a fan of asian music. So, when my older cousin took me to the CD store the other day, I didn't have high hopes of finding anything good. What surprised me though, was that there was actually a fairly big section of music from the US. I mean, their cds weren't placed in any sort of alphabetical order or anything so it was a pain in the ass to dig through all the racks stack by stack but when I did I actually found some pretty good (and random) stuff. Like they had KoRn, Lamb of God, Cradle of Filth, White Stripes, Nirvana, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Godsmack, Rammstein. They actually had Rammstein. What are the odds that a place that enjoys happy asian pop would actually stock a angry german band? So I bought 2 Rammstein albums, a Red Hot Chili Peppers Cd, and the new Godsmack and mom picked up James Blunt all for under 2 US dollars each.

Also bought some bootleg DVDs yesterday which are all crap. They either skip a lot or are dubbed in Chinese. Damn bootlegs.

I like the quiet ones

2006-07-17T04:56:01Z

So the past couple of days I've been at my other grandparents' place getting climbed on, abused, and harassed by my 8-year-old cousin. Generally speaking, I'm not much of a kid person. The little ones are alright, before they learn to talk and therefore whine. And the ones that are quiet and fairly well behaved are cute. But my cousin is none of those things. She's the kid in class that never listens, never sits still, never shuts up. She's one of those that gets a idea in her head and just acts on it without regard to consequences or how it affects others. Like I watched her kick another little girl off a swing cause she wanted to use it herself and the next day she tried to steal a chair from a old lady at the pool. She doesn't do these things to be mean, she just doesn't know any better. But really, at 8 you're supposed to start knowing better.

Besides that, I got to go get a massage with my aunt and mom. So we get to the place and they ask if we would prefer to have male of female massage us. And my aunt goes "I want a guy, and get us a couple of attractive ones!" And that's how we got to get massaged by a couple of sturdy young men, haha. I almost fell asleep during my massage. Very relaxing.

There really is nothing much to do around here. I bought a copy of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire here a couple of days ago and tried to watch it only to find that it was in chinese. And then mom goes: "Perfect! You can work on your chinese then!"
I really don't want to do that much thinking when I'm watching Harry Potter.