so.
pablo has told me to update my banterings.
pablo serrato. telling me!
i'm too lazy, i told him. i will do no such thing.
2 hours ago
Thursday, December 06, 2001
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
lately i have not been able to concentrate. my mind is just going everywhere. perhaps i'm getting lazy and just don't want to study. but i can't get myself to concentrate. too many things going on, yet nothing going on at the same time. how is that possible you ask? well, it just is. the great kathryn yu is able to put all her feelings out to the world and not care what becomes of it. three cheers to her for being so brave. i, on the other hand, am not so brave. i told pablo i wrote everything down in my journal (which can't really be called a journal because i don't actually write in it DAILY, but you get the idea), and he seemed like he was pretty amazed that i am still writing everything out the old fashioned way, by pencil. (you were amazed, weren't you pabs?) perhaps i'll turn on my computer tomorrow and come to my silly blogger and realize that i've already said too much. oh well. days will pass and i will continue writing silly things on my blogger like odes to my computer, and how much coffee i've had that day, and soon this post will wind itself to the bottom, and eventually be phased out and disappear like all the other blogs i've posted. and so life goes on.
on a lighter note, it will soon be thanksgiving. holidays came early this year with all those holiday commercials that bombarded us a month ago. i just want to say that i'm grateful for lots of things. i am a selfish person, but yes, there are times when i stop and think how good i have it compared to some people out there in the world. i'm grateful for my family, my car that takes me places, my bed that takes me away from studying, my music collection that i can't live without, my computer (yes, that's right, you heard me), and most of all, ALL of my friends, (for without you guys, my life would be a bore and there would be no one to laugh at my cheesy-although-deep-down-inside-you-really-love-them jokes). So, internet abyss, as the great Kathryn calls you, have a good thanksgiving.
I will be spending it by eating, sleeping, and editing.
on a lighter note, it will soon be thanksgiving. holidays came early this year with all those holiday commercials that bombarded us a month ago. i just want to say that i'm grateful for lots of things. i am a selfish person, but yes, there are times when i stop and think how good i have it compared to some people out there in the world. i'm grateful for my family, my car that takes me places, my bed that takes me away from studying, my music collection that i can't live without, my computer (yes, that's right, you heard me), and most of all, ALL of my friends, (for without you guys, my life would be a bore and there would be no one to laugh at my cheesy-although-deep-down-inside-you-really-love-them jokes). So, internet abyss, as the great Kathryn calls you, have a good thanksgiving.
I will be spending it by eating, sleeping, and editing.
Saturday, November 10, 2001
Monday, November 05, 2001
Sunday, November 04, 2001
Sunday, October 21, 2001
Saturday, October 20, 2001
Finally went to see a movie last night. Riding in cars with boys. It was a really good movie for all those who want to know. But it was just so...penny marshall. Cute, funny, sappy. Everything-works-out-in-the-end type of movie. But i definitely enjoyed it.
OOOOH!!! Plus, there was a preview of a movie starring Mandy Moore!!!! I was so excited. I love mandy moore! Despite the fact that she is in the teeny bopper category, she has a beautiful voice. I think people just see her as another britney wannabe, but she is going places...i just know it!
OOOOH!!! Plus, there was a preview of a movie starring Mandy Moore!!!! I was so excited. I love mandy moore! Despite the fact that she is in the teeny bopper category, she has a beautiful voice. I think people just see her as another britney wannabe, but she is going places...i just know it!
Friday, October 19, 2001
Wednesday, October 17, 2001
Finally got my copy of the Jack Johnson cd. I have all the mp3s, but decided that it was time to move on to something more solid, so i committed, and bought the cd. Now he's mine. Muahahaha....
I'm not a cd buying fiend, but boy, would it be great to be one! Buying cds are so addicting. you see one that you like and then you see another. soon you have this stack of cds but you should really just get one, but how do you pick?? HOW???? it just can't be done dammit.
la la la.
I'm not a cd buying fiend, but boy, would it be great to be one! Buying cds are so addicting. you see one that you like and then you see another. soon you have this stack of cds but you should really just get one, but how do you pick?? HOW???? it just can't be done dammit.
la la la.
Tuesday, October 16, 2001
Ever have one of those days where a million things just go through your head, and you're stuck at the end of the day wondering the complexities of the world? No? Well screw you!
Haha...i'm just kidding...or am i?
Actually a million things go through my head everyday, at any given moment, which may be why i'm slow to respond sometimes. It can get quite tiresome at times, let me tell ya.
Haha...i'm just kidding...or am i?
Actually a million things go through my head everyday, at any given moment, which may be why i'm slow to respond sometimes. It can get quite tiresome at times, let me tell ya.
Jimmy Eat World is playing with Weezer next month here at the Cox arena. What a cool concert that would be! Except i'm still debating if i should go or not...lack of funds lately is holding me back. Plus Les Miserable is also playing at the civic theatre next week. I've been waiting for this show for the longest time. What to do, what to do...
Sunday, October 14, 2001
Went to see JasonandJane tonight at Roma. They are pretty incredible. Makes me want to pick up my guitar and sing.
As for the weekend, it went pretty well-but went by all too quickly. I'm ready for the weekend already, and this one hasn't even completely ended!
I need someone to tell me interesting. A funny story, a scary story, a wierd story, anything! Anything to lure me away from the evil that i call "studying." If you are reading this, email me now, and converse with me through email. Give me your deepest secrets! Share your dirty thoughts. I will be ever so much obliged. Thank you.
As for the weekend, it went pretty well-but went by all too quickly. I'm ready for the weekend already, and this one hasn't even completely ended!
I need someone to tell me interesting. A funny story, a scary story, a wierd story, anything! Anything to lure me away from the evil that i call "studying." If you are reading this, email me now, and converse with me through email. Give me your deepest secrets! Share your dirty thoughts. I will be ever so much obliged. Thank you.
My webcam has not been working lately, but as soon as i fix it, i'll get some new pics up.
My self portrait project is finally done, and as cheesy as it is, i'm pretty happy with it.
My hour and a half with the kids on friday was interesting, to say the least.
My computer is almost ready to capture images from my camcorder. Maybe i'll put some short clips up if i can get that to work out.
Thats all for now.
My self portrait project is finally done, and as cheesy as it is, i'm pretty happy with it.
My hour and a half with the kids on friday was interesting, to say the least.
My computer is almost ready to capture images from my camcorder. Maybe i'll put some short clips up if i can get that to work out.
Thats all for now.
Saturday, October 06, 2001
Friday, October 05, 2001
Tuesday, October 02, 2001
Self portraits- god how i hate them. Why is it that in all my classes, we always have to do self portraits? And it's not just, here, draw a picture of yourself. It's like, how do you want to represent yourself, what do you want to say about yourself, who are you, why are you doing this as your self portrait, what are you trying to say, what is the self, and on and on and on. And you can play some sort of role too, dressing up as someone else can apparently be considered as a self portrait. I'm still confused on that one. Perhaps i'm in the wrong major, or maybe i missed that lecture that day on how self portraits work, but boy am i confused and at a loss for ideas.
Monday, October 01, 2001
Just finished typing up my first script ever. It is based on my short story, The Sixteenth Floor. Tomorrow, it will be hacked into bits and pieces by my fellow writers. Oh joy.
Who the heck is Toya?
I guess i'll find out on Friday...
I read a hilarious article in the Guardian today. It is as follows:
Basically
Carrie Elizabeth Sklar
The electricity crisis, the gas shortage and the recent terrorist attacks are all important issues that I would like to discuss in a serious and thought-provoking manner. But first, I want to talk about the season premier of "Friends."
For the record, I would like to state that I do not watch this show because of its pop culture subject matter, or because I like to live vicariously through the relationships of overly skinny people.
When I watch "Friends," I do so for its intellectual and provocative content, such as what it really means to be "on a break." Plus, I think Matthew Perry is kinda cute.
Anyway, as everyone and her mother knows by now, Rachel -- the ditzy blonde who isn't Phoebe -- is officially pregnant and intends to keep the baby.
But Monica, the brunette with obsessive compulsive disorder, raised an interesting question: "How, in this day and age, could a woman possibly get pregnant by accident?" In other words: How could you be such a dumbass?
I have always been a major fan of birth control. Even before I knew how babies were made, I was actively endorsing contraceptives at my parents' dinner parties.
No, I'm serious.
Yes, there was a time when my parents were actually real people who had real friends who liked to eat together. Those days are, of course, long gone; my parents have since transformed into Old People, who are not really members of the human race at all.
I distinctly remember one dinner party my parents had with a young couple whom we shall call "Bob" and "Mary" for the sake of anonymity (their names are really Jake and Susan).
Bob and Mary had recently gotten married and were very much in love, so my parents decided that it would be best to banish me to my bedroom so they would remain that way.
With promises of ice cream in the morning if I stayed out of the living room, I was ushered out of the presence of the two guests. But was I going to stay in my room? Hell no, not a little social butterfly like me.
So after about 10 minutes I flittered (yes, flittered) into the living room and plopped myself right smack-dab in the center of the couch, a spot that coincidentally also happened to be between Bob and Mary.
Now, I think I should take a moment here to talk about my pajamas. I may have the fashion sense of a wombat, but I know my PJs, and when I was 4 years old, I had the coolest ones in the world. They were the kind that has a zipper from your neck to your hips. Of course, the best part was that they came with the feet already attached. You just stepped into them, zipped them up and you were good to go, baby. God, those were cool.
So there I was, sitting next to Bob and Mary (whose names, keep in mind, are really Jake and Susan), with my pajama-covered feet dangling over the side of the couch. It was clear that my neighbors were very uncomfortable in my presence, especially since they were holding liquor.
But Bob, being the good sport that he was (and probably a little tipsy), decided to make the best of the situation and attempted to establish communication.
Our conversation went something like this:
Bob (gripping his wine glass like there was no tomorrow): Um, hello there.
Me (smiling adorably): Hi!
Bob (searching desperately for a conversation topic): So -- those are great pajamas you have there.
Me (so pleased he had noticed!): Yes, I know.
(At this point, I tried not to get too excited, because it was clear that Bob did not own PJs this cool, and it would be rude to flaunt mine in his face. I was a very well-mannered child.)
Me (trying to make Bob feel better about his pajamaless status): But you know, sometimes they aren't that great.
Bob (by now incredibly fascinated with me -- he wanted to adopt me, I could tell): Oh? Why is that? (He smiled at Mary -- what a wonderful father he will make, he is thinking!)
Me (leaning in close and whispering solemnly): Because sometimes, when I zip them up, the zipper gets caught in my vagina, and it really hurts.
Bob was understandably quite taken aback by this information, since he no doubt considered my PJs to be immaculate symbols of perfection.
I'd also like to think that he was rather impressed with the fact that a 4-year-old was able to use the term "vagina" correctly.
Bob stared at Mary in horror, who stared back in equal shock.
Then, quite suddenly, Bob and Mary had to go, due to "prior engagements" they had suddenly remembered.
I don't remember the details, but Bob and Mary never came over to our house for dinner again.
According to the sources of my parents, the couple never had children. For some reason, I think they just felt that they weren't ready for kids.
You see, even at the tender age of 4, I was a walking advertisement for birth control. Had Rachel realized what a tricky thing pajamas can be, I think the plot of "Friends" would have gone a bit differently.
So basically, I tricked you into reading this entire thing with my little introduction about "Friends." Let that be a lesson to you: Never trust a woman who wears pajamas with feet.
*************************************************************************************
I just found this article hilarious. Perhaps because the writer has my sense of humor. To some people, it can be defined as cheesy, nerdy, cornball-ish, what have you. To me, and the rest of the intellectuals out there, it is sheer brillance. My humor, that is.
Hot damn! Just found out 2 minutes ago that Toya will not be gracing us with her presence on Friday. My plans to find out exactly who she is has been foiled. Utterly and completely.
Who the heck is Toya?
I guess i'll find out on Friday...
I read a hilarious article in the Guardian today. It is as follows:
Basically
Carrie Elizabeth Sklar
The electricity crisis, the gas shortage and the recent terrorist attacks are all important issues that I would like to discuss in a serious and thought-provoking manner. But first, I want to talk about the season premier of "Friends."
For the record, I would like to state that I do not watch this show because of its pop culture subject matter, or because I like to live vicariously through the relationships of overly skinny people.
When I watch "Friends," I do so for its intellectual and provocative content, such as what it really means to be "on a break." Plus, I think Matthew Perry is kinda cute.
Anyway, as everyone and her mother knows by now, Rachel -- the ditzy blonde who isn't Phoebe -- is officially pregnant and intends to keep the baby.
But Monica, the brunette with obsessive compulsive disorder, raised an interesting question: "How, in this day and age, could a woman possibly get pregnant by accident?" In other words: How could you be such a dumbass?
I have always been a major fan of birth control. Even before I knew how babies were made, I was actively endorsing contraceptives at my parents' dinner parties.
No, I'm serious.
Yes, there was a time when my parents were actually real people who had real friends who liked to eat together. Those days are, of course, long gone; my parents have since transformed into Old People, who are not really members of the human race at all.
I distinctly remember one dinner party my parents had with a young couple whom we shall call "Bob" and "Mary" for the sake of anonymity (their names are really Jake and Susan).
Bob and Mary had recently gotten married and were very much in love, so my parents decided that it would be best to banish me to my bedroom so they would remain that way.
With promises of ice cream in the morning if I stayed out of the living room, I was ushered out of the presence of the two guests. But was I going to stay in my room? Hell no, not a little social butterfly like me.
So after about 10 minutes I flittered (yes, flittered) into the living room and plopped myself right smack-dab in the center of the couch, a spot that coincidentally also happened to be between Bob and Mary.
Now, I think I should take a moment here to talk about my pajamas. I may have the fashion sense of a wombat, but I know my PJs, and when I was 4 years old, I had the coolest ones in the world. They were the kind that has a zipper from your neck to your hips. Of course, the best part was that they came with the feet already attached. You just stepped into them, zipped them up and you were good to go, baby. God, those were cool.
So there I was, sitting next to Bob and Mary (whose names, keep in mind, are really Jake and Susan), with my pajama-covered feet dangling over the side of the couch. It was clear that my neighbors were very uncomfortable in my presence, especially since they were holding liquor.
But Bob, being the good sport that he was (and probably a little tipsy), decided to make the best of the situation and attempted to establish communication.
Our conversation went something like this:
Bob (gripping his wine glass like there was no tomorrow): Um, hello there.
Me (smiling adorably): Hi!
Bob (searching desperately for a conversation topic): So -- those are great pajamas you have there.
Me (so pleased he had noticed!): Yes, I know.
(At this point, I tried not to get too excited, because it was clear that Bob did not own PJs this cool, and it would be rude to flaunt mine in his face. I was a very well-mannered child.)
Me (trying to make Bob feel better about his pajamaless status): But you know, sometimes they aren't that great.
Bob (by now incredibly fascinated with me -- he wanted to adopt me, I could tell): Oh? Why is that? (He smiled at Mary -- what a wonderful father he will make, he is thinking!)
Me (leaning in close and whispering solemnly): Because sometimes, when I zip them up, the zipper gets caught in my vagina, and it really hurts.
Bob was understandably quite taken aback by this information, since he no doubt considered my PJs to be immaculate symbols of perfection.
I'd also like to think that he was rather impressed with the fact that a 4-year-old was able to use the term "vagina" correctly.
Bob stared at Mary in horror, who stared back in equal shock.
Then, quite suddenly, Bob and Mary had to go, due to "prior engagements" they had suddenly remembered.
I don't remember the details, but Bob and Mary never came over to our house for dinner again.
According to the sources of my parents, the couple never had children. For some reason, I think they just felt that they weren't ready for kids.
You see, even at the tender age of 4, I was a walking advertisement for birth control. Had Rachel realized what a tricky thing pajamas can be, I think the plot of "Friends" would have gone a bit differently.
So basically, I tricked you into reading this entire thing with my little introduction about "Friends." Let that be a lesson to you: Never trust a woman who wears pajamas with feet.
*************************************************************************************
I just found this article hilarious. Perhaps because the writer has my sense of humor. To some people, it can be defined as cheesy, nerdy, cornball-ish, what have you. To me, and the rest of the intellectuals out there, it is sheer brillance. My humor, that is.
Hot damn! Just found out 2 minutes ago that Toya will not be gracing us with her presence on Friday. My plans to find out exactly who she is has been foiled. Utterly and completely.
Thursday, September 27, 2001
Hello world.
I got lazy and stopped writing for a while, just like i knew i would. But now here i sit in CLICS with nothing to do, and an hour to spare, so i thought i'd write something. So for those of you who don't usually read my blogs (which is most of you out there), you didn't miss out on much.
**News on the homefront**
My car, aka, THE BEAST, passed away last week. I knew the day would come, but just didn't realize it would happen in the middle of Del Mar.
Any contributions to help me through this difficult time is appreciated. :-)
I got lazy and stopped writing for a while, just like i knew i would. But now here i sit in CLICS with nothing to do, and an hour to spare, so i thought i'd write something. So for those of you who don't usually read my blogs (which is most of you out there), you didn't miss out on much.
**News on the homefront**
My car, aka, THE BEAST, passed away last week. I knew the day would come, but just didn't realize it would happen in the middle of Del Mar.
Any contributions to help me through this difficult time is appreciated. :-)
Friday, August 03, 2001
Tuesday, July 31, 2001
Today i spent several hours sitting at the VA hospital bus stop talking to people and taking pictures of their hands. most were confused, but many were helpful and very nice (as opposed to those mean mean people, see blog on 7/28). I figured, people have nothing else to do while they wait for their bus, so they will hopefully most likely be happy to help me. Boy, was i right. Some people just kept talking and talking. it was just so great, i met some really cool and friendly people, just the way i like them. since i was at the hospital, alot of the people i encountered were retired senior citizens. they have much to say to a youngin like me. and i have much to learn from them.
so, my advice for today is, be friendly to a stranger. you can learn alot from them.
and if they ask to take a picture of your hand, just let them do it.
so, my advice for today is, be friendly to a stranger. you can learn alot from them.
and if they ask to take a picture of your hand, just let them do it.
Monday, July 30, 2001
Saturday, July 28, 2001
Friday, July 27, 2001
Once again, i spend my time procrastinating, doing anything i can to avoid the inevitable. Thank you for joining me during my procrastination. Your presence is valued.
I was just thinking about the life i will be spending next month, when summer school is over. I will be living the life of a true artist- no school, no job, and of course no income. My time will be mostly devoted to working on my projects, and of course, procrastinate working on them, among other things. Perhaps i will get a tan, or get rid of my flip flop tan. I can walk down to Black's and get some inspiration from surfers. Or I might try to perfect my skills in a pool. Alls i know is that i will wake and sleep when i want, eat and drink when i want, and will answer to no one.
I can't wait.
I was just thinking about the life i will be spending next month, when summer school is over. I will be living the life of a true artist- no school, no job, and of course no income. My time will be mostly devoted to working on my projects, and of course, procrastinate working on them, among other things. Perhaps i will get a tan, or get rid of my flip flop tan. I can walk down to Black's and get some inspiration from surfers. Or I might try to perfect my skills in a pool. Alls i know is that i will wake and sleep when i want, eat and drink when i want, and will answer to no one.
I can't wait.
Thursday, July 26, 2001
My hands smell like the Grove.
So today, as i was walking to school, my left flip flop broke on me. It's very hard to walk with a broken sandal. I was pretty much limping...or, flip floping...literally. So instead i decided to just take them off and walk barefoot. (Note to self: do not walk barefoot on black tarred streets in 80 degree weather at 2:30pm on a summer afternoon...) After that didn't work, i just limped around some more until i got to the grove and borrowed some tape. Of course, the tape wasn't strong enough, and they broke again during class...i ended up taking the bus home...
I need some new sandals.
So today, as i was walking to school, my left flip flop broke on me. It's very hard to walk with a broken sandal. I was pretty much limping...or, flip floping...literally. So instead i decided to just take them off and walk barefoot. (Note to self: do not walk barefoot on black tarred streets in 80 degree weather at 2:30pm on a summer afternoon...) After that didn't work, i just limped around some more until i got to the grove and borrowed some tape. Of course, the tape wasn't strong enough, and they broke again during class...i ended up taking the bus home...
I need some new sandals.
Wednesday, July 25, 2001
My room continues to be a constant mess. Blah. But! It will get cleaned...just not for a while.
So who am I writing to out there? Somebody? Anybody? Oh well. I guess that's why i call this daily banterings...cause if i knew people were actually reading this, it wouldn't be banter, it'd be something good. Come on people! Let me know you're out there and alive!
Last night was the first time in a long time that i slept without waking up. I must've been really tired. But i had a cool dream. Of course, i didn't write it down so i don't remember what it was by now. But it was cool.
So who am I writing to out there? Somebody? Anybody? Oh well. I guess that's why i call this daily banterings...cause if i knew people were actually reading this, it wouldn't be banter, it'd be something good. Come on people! Let me know you're out there and alive!
Last night was the first time in a long time that i slept without waking up. I must've been really tired. But i had a cool dream. Of course, i didn't write it down so i don't remember what it was by now. But it was cool.
Monday, July 23, 2001
Yo all you peeps out there!
I sooo don't want to study right now. I'm so good at procrastinating. Now would be a good time to clean my room. Anyone have any good jokes? Tell me an interesting story. Email me. Do something!
2 more weeks until i am free!
Oh! I got my pictures back from Angel. As soon as i have some time, i will put them up, so come back for updates! You never know, they may be pictures of YOU! muahhahaha.....
Does anyone know of another TOP 5 category i can put up? and make it good!
I sooo don't want to study right now. I'm so good at procrastinating. Now would be a good time to clean my room. Anyone have any good jokes? Tell me an interesting story. Email me. Do something!
2 more weeks until i am free!
Oh! I got my pictures back from Angel. As soon as i have some time, i will put them up, so come back for updates! You never know, they may be pictures of YOU! muahhahaha.....
Does anyone know of another TOP 5 category i can put up? and make it good!
Sunday, July 22, 2001
Went exploring at Balboa park today by myself because i had to take some pictures for class. It was beeee-u-ti-ful there. I took the trolley, walked around, went on a little trail, had a little dinner, and just sat by the organ place and enjoyed the wonderful view there. It was great! And then i went to the cove, and it was beautiful there too. Of course i ended up not really doing the assignment, but we'll see how they turn out. If only everyday could be as enjoyable as those couple of hours...
ALRIGHT!!
I just read that Dina said she'd do me. Who's next? :-)
Love you dina!
ALRIGHT!!
I just read that Dina said she'd do me. Who's next? :-)
Love you dina!
Saturday, July 21, 2001
Tuesday, July 17, 2001
Monday, July 16, 2001
i told you i wouldn't keep up with this...the last time i had an entry was a week ago! not that anyone actually reads this. i'm basically writing to myself here. unless YOU out there are actually reading this. if you are, drop me a line and let me know. that way i can stop with the pointless jabber and start commenting on more intelligent things.
last night i met john tesh. it was awkward. i also met jim, his violinist. that guy rocks on the violin. it was actually a really great concert though! john has a very deep and smooth voice when he talks...very sexy. he did fatboy slim's weapon of choice. that was cool.
currently i am working on some self portraits for my photography class. blah...its very hard to take pictures of yourself, you out there reading this should try it sometime. its harder than it sounds.
peace out
last night i met john tesh. it was awkward. i also met jim, his violinist. that guy rocks on the violin. it was actually a really great concert though! john has a very deep and smooth voice when he talks...very sexy. he did fatboy slim's weapon of choice. that was cool.
currently i am working on some self portraits for my photography class. blah...its very hard to take pictures of yourself, you out there reading this should try it sometime. its harder than it sounds.
peace out
Sunday, July 08, 2001
Tuesday, July 03, 2001
you know what cartoon always bothered me? the one with donald duck or goofy where its a really late night, and donald is dead tired, you can see the veins in his eyes, and he drives up to some hotel to get a good night's rest. you know the one? i think theres several versions of this same cartoon. anyhoo, he checks into his room, and just plops on to bed cause he's so tired. so you're thinking, oh good, he's finally getting some rest...but no! the sink starts to drip with water. the bed is creaky. theres noises outside. the wind blows the windows open, and so on, and so on. and each time he has to get up from his bed to go shut off the water, close the window, or whatever. that drives me crazy!!! just let the poor guy sleep dammit!
and who says trix are for kids?? what's with this rabbit and leprechaun discrimination?? what are we teaching the kids?? one of these days the rabbit and lucky are gonna blow up and do something drastic, and we'll all be sorry.
and who says trix are for kids?? what's with this rabbit and leprechaun discrimination?? what are we teaching the kids?? one of these days the rabbit and lucky are gonna blow up and do something drastic, and we'll all be sorry.
Monday, July 02, 2001
a couple of days ago i had a dream about rivers and the rest of the band. they were all over at what seemed to be my house, along with some other people. i was so excited! i kept trying to go up to talk to them but there were all these groupies around blocking them, and i had to be a good host since it was supposedly "my house." then my dream ended, and i never got to talk to them even though they were in my house!! i was very sad. i hope they come over again.
Sunday, July 01, 2001
People have suggested that i put a blog on my site, so i'm testing one out, although i'm not sure how often i'll update it...
Weekend update: Went to the mall with sara on saturday. she found a gas cap sitting all alone on a ledge. it was calling my name...szu-hua....szu-hua....so i picked it up, and took it home. when i got back to my car, i put the cap in its proper place, and it fit perfectly. it's happy to have found a new home.
so.....hows everyone doing?
Weekend update: Went to the mall with sara on saturday. she found a gas cap sitting all alone on a ledge. it was calling my name...szu-hua....szu-hua....so i picked it up, and took it home. when i got back to my car, i put the cap in its proper place, and it fit perfectly. it's happy to have found a new home.
so.....hows everyone doing?
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