My engine turned-over around 3:30 and now I’m back in Renton!

Thank goodness!  Otherwise, I would’ve had a lot to explain to le parents :O

• Having a pretty bad day right now.
• Stuck in Bellevue, when I should be in Renton. 
• Class is starting in 15 minutes.
• My car won’t start because the engine won’t turn over.
• The battery seems fine, though.  Radio, window, and clock all works still.
• My phone is also about to die, even though I charged it last night.
• I’m waiting for a friend who’ll hopefully help me out around 4, 30 minutes before class ends.
• I’m hoping that my car will miraculously work by then.
• In the meantime, I’m gonna procrastinate on my anat&phys 10-pt. extra credit drawings of the bones, and hangout on the internet instead.

Just a few notes on what’s been going on, and what’s about to go down this week!:

5/5-6

• after 2 weeks, FINALLY have my car back!  It’s getting old (1990 Toyota 4Runner), so I gotta be real careful from now on :(
• helped the sister put together her teacher’s wedding invitations
• learned how to make earrings out of paper clips and string
• FINALLY got to converting some clip-on earrings to regular earrings I can wear with my pierced ears
• the smell of E-6000 glue still permeates in my mind T-T 

5/7 

• after class, heading to the Factoria Jamba Juice to visit my favorite guy atm, Alex <3 and get an Original Orange Dream Machine w/ the Daily Vitamin Boost
• then, it’s off to Bellevue Square!
• buying the sister her birthday present: rings & stickers
• maybe buy myself some rings, too?  We’ll see…

5/8

• le sister’s 21st bday! 
• no classes
• me and her gf have some elaborate plan to place some presents in her car, which will be at the park&ride downtown
• she doesn’t get back until 430/5ish so we’ll have plenty of time ^O^
• it’s all a surprise!  that airhead has no clue!!

5/9

• 3rd anniversary of Lola’s passing (R.I.P. January 27, 1923 - May 9, 2009)

5/10-12

• oh yknow, just a whole bunch of schooling
• nothing too important I don’t think…

5/13

• Mother’s Day; I have no idea if we have plans.  My family is too… bleah.
• Death Cab for Cutie concert @ The Paramount!
• And this time, I won’t be scammed into giving $50 to some random man who claims he’s the parking atttendant for the parking lot across the street from the venue
• I really hope that guy gets his someday
• Actually, I’m really hoping he comes up to us again
• I’ll have my bag of bricks ready to slam into his face
• Or I could just ask my sister to get a good picture of him while I pretend to get money out of my wallet
• Then, we’ll call the police (who’ll be in the vicinity) & say this is the man who has not only taken $50 from us the last time we were there (for the M83 show), but has probably taken money from others in the past as well!
• And BAM!, that asshole won’t be ruining anybody’s day EVER. AGAIN.

I’m hoping they perform the following:

• Midnight City
• Claudia Lewis
• Steve McQueen
• You, Appearing
• Kim & Jessie
• Graveyard Girl
• Skin Of The Night
• Up!

So, those are obviously more recent songs, but still.  They’re the best. 

There’s this chick that I think is tutoring some guy about math.

She’s sounding like she’s about to lose her cool because I don’t think he gets it.

Regardless, keep your fucking voice down!  The study rooms in this library are paper thin, and we can hear your impatience loud and clear >:(

And anyways, if you don’t have patience, you shouldn’t be allowed to teach anyone ANYTHING.

/endrant.

I swear, facebook is gonna be the way the government will keep track of our every move.  Everything’s practically on there! 

There are definitely some key parts missing, and some of the events were bittersweet.

I’m mad crushin’ on this guy from class.  He’s most likely Ethiopian.  And he’s in a study room a couple meters away from the computer I’m currently at.  He’s not alone, though.  I want to believe that him glancing in my direction numerous times in past is not just my imagination.  Because whenever I’ve glanced at him, it’s because I find him attractive.     

I think the thing that people don’t understand about the excitement over the Tupac hologram is that the hologram was actually a person that existed.  Before he was murdered in a horrific manner.

YES, we know that Madonna performed with the Gorillaz at the Grammy’s a few years ago!

And YES, we’ve seen the videos of Hatsune Miku’s concerts overseas!

But both the Gorillaz and Hatsune Miku are technically just cartoons.  They’re not human.  They’re incapable of actually feeling emotions.

And also, there’s also the fact that he looked beyond real.  As if he were still alive.  

And that’s why this situation’s different. 

I may have teared up just a bit.

It’s unbelievable that we now have this type of technology to recreate deceased people and have it seem like they never passed away.  I just hope they don’t abuse this privilege.  Because it would be a damn shame to have to watch hologram Tupac perform completely new songs he probably wouldn’t approve of if he were still alive.   

Let’s just hope that they have him perform all of his original songs if they take it to the next level (the next level being concerts all by himself).  I think Americans still need to warm up to holograms performing.  It seems alright in Japan, though.  And they’re holograms are anime-ish!

Anyway, it’s nice to see that performers like Tupac are missed so much that people are willing to invest in making expensive, detailed holograms just so younger audiences are able to watch them perform and experience the reason why their names are well-known in the first place.  And of course, so that people who enjoyed his music back in the day can still see these songs performed.  

Ever since I started getting into rap, I’ve been mostly interested in Tupac.  He seemed so different from all the others and now that I know why, I have so much respect for the guy. 

I guess it’s going to be a Tupac kind of day :)  I’m off to listen to his music now!       

It’s been a pleasant day so far, and hopefully, everything goes swimmingly ^__^  Not that I’ve got many plans for just this day.  I usually celebrate my birthday throughout the whole month.  That way, I can see as many people as possible!  Because I love my friends <3

Also, I’m hoping Mr. Bboy Not-bf either texts me of facebook’s me happy birthday.  Otherwise, I’m gonna be having issues.  Sort of.  Okay, not really.  I’m feeling pretty weird.

I’m usually never this happy… but I guess I should take it for what it is because this type of feeling is hard to come by sometimes!  And of course, I deserve to feel happy on this, the day of my birth.

Alright, I’m gonna go pass around this happiness to everyone I come in contact with!

Ta for now!

I’m wearing no socks with my Keds.

And the outfit I’m wearing is a spring-appropriate outfit. 

And by ‘spring-appropriate’, I’m talking about the spring in LA.

Spring weather is in full blast in Seattle right now, and thus, my allergies have also come out in full force.  I took a Costco brand 24-hour antihistamine, but maybe my body can’t tolerate my taking antishistamines.  Especially from 2008, when I had to be on them for about a month due to the hives breakout I had after eating shrimp. 

The inside of my nose is burning, and my eyes are still getting watery.  And I feel so out of it, which makes me want to yell at everyone.

Uggh, I gotta take a break. 

I’ll be napping in my car until my evening class that starts at 6. 

brb.

But maybe I’ll be given another chance within the near future. 

So… he texted me.  My bboying not-bf texted me.  I was extremely elated by the gesture, considering I thought he had long forgotten me and married some semi-famous Korean pop girl.  WHEW! ^__^”

We made plans to kick it tomorrow (Wednesday afternoon), but alas! his bboy rehearsing got in the way.  But what can you do?  I refuse to get in the way of his dreams/pursuits/etc.  I’m feeling rather grown-up in terms of my inner thoughts.  Usually I would be complaining nonstop and whining about how the world is keeping me from having intimate relations with people I actually have something in common with (as opposed to wayyy older men I have nothing in common with… which is a whole ‘nother story! ;)) 

I am, however, in a pretty foul mood.  I’m guessing all of these moodswings are in preparation for my favorite time of the month (not!).  But anyways, I feel like I’m the first to say that I really cannot stand teenyboppers.  Like, the whole lot of them.  I just can’t deal with them!  I can’t really put it into words at the moment, but something about most of them really irks me to no end.  For example, these two guys in my evening class.  They are total assholes, who say things about the instructor that offends the feminist in me.  She’s young and attractive and blonde, yes, but it doesn’t give any guy the right to be saying such ugly words. 

Gosh, I can’t stand guys!  Except for my not-bf; he’s not in trouble with me for once.  I’ve gotten a few girls to tell me that I should look into dating other girls.  But I’m being real when I say, I’m not attracted to girls in that way at all.  Just, not at all.  I think it has to do with the fact that I’ve honestly never had any decent friendships with girls.  Throughout my life, all past girl friends have been fake towards me, or we just didn’t really click.  But because they were the ’coolest/popular’ girls around, I got grouped with them for most of my life for some random reason.  

So yeah, I can’t stand girls either.  But in a totally different way from guys.  I honestly can’t even stand my current girl friends every once in awhile.  I’ve only begun to realize that we have almost absolutely nothing in common, save for the fact that we went to the same hs, which means we had the same experiences, shared the same group of friends, blahblahblah.  But… I don’t know.  I’m just in some funk right now that I can’t shake off easily. 

This Friday (the 13th), I will be reaching my 24th year of living.  And after 24 years, I still don’t fit in with anybody.  I want to fit in, but my ideas and ways of thinking are far different from anybody elses, and I’ve yet to meet anyone who thinks like I do.