Tuesday, November 30

Silver Lining!

There are a number of annoyances bothering me this morning. 

The first is the fact that the "h" key on my laptop doesn't want to work. 
The second is that I have more group projects and tests before finals week than I can handle.
The third is that I have finals less than a week from today.
The fourth is that by having my car towed twice, my budget is more than dead. (Why is life so expensive?)
The fifth is that yesterday, my car stalled on the side of the road. I was driving and turning into a shop when all of a sudden, it stopped. Pushing on gas did nothing. Putting it on park made it stuck there. ...Then I started to roll back into traffic.

However, I'm thankful that my car stalled out right in front of a tow truck--which then towed me home for about half the price he was supposed to charge and in turn, covered my behind.  

Not my car, but might as well be.

My car has given me endless grief. I've had it for three years (it was my father's before) and I remember:
  • the battery dying. This was while I was trying to park in the garage at school. Think about all those tiny spaces! My parents came over to jump it.
  • the passenger side window sliding down... and staying down. The belt in the window was broken. ...a hundred dollars or so to fix. 
  • the front right tire popping.
  • the front right tire popping. Yeah, that's right. This happened twice. Both on the highway.  Once in morning rush hour. Once Friday night. Both required towing. Total was probably close to a thousand dollars.
  • the front windshield cracking. Required replacement. A hundred dollars or so of cost. 
I apologize for the rant.  I'm thankful I have a car, though, and I'm thankful I have the money to make said repairs. I'm thankful to have people who can help me out. 

I still don't want to pay over two thousand bucks to make repairs.  I'm calling in favors left and right for rides too. Life can be annoying sometimes, but ranting helps, no?

Gimme your worst rant!  Then your silver lining. =)

Saturday, November 27

Home is where ... most of my possessions are.

I have to admit that I am one of those people who are very attached to their wordy possessions. I'm not the type who can pick up and resettle anywhere. Where I am and who I'm surrounded by defines me. It's all about the context, folks. 

Right now I attend college and my parents have graciously allowed me to live in a condominium/apartment of theirs. They purchased it for investment and currently, aren't charging me rent. 

In addition, I can decorate it however I want! 

To top it all off, my mafia connections family from China mafia connections have given me  a gift card of 1200 dollars to Ikea. 

Due to the sponsorship, this will be one of my most feasible projects. 

Despite the fact that I've been here for two years, the only picture I dare show of my apartment is this tiny corner of my living room.
The 7% Solution: Home improvement

Thursday, November 25

Happy Thanksgiving!

 My family's never really celebrated this holiday, but I'm going to go home and visit them in the evening. I think I'll go to dinner with them too.

I haven't really decided if I want to brave the craziness tomorrow, (on Black Friday) or not, but I think I might. I've been wanting a new camera. 

I'm planning on hosting a friendsgiving this Saturday too. I've got so much cleaning and preparation for that. Ah!

I want to remind myself to be healthy. Here are a few tips I picked up from around the web. You can party-proof your diet. Or you can, you know, binge eat. But really, with Christmas events... you should really look into some tips.

Tuesday, November 23

Back from Irvine!

The weekend wasn't good. It was, in fact, very bad. But I'll share a few highlights and the up moments. 

For Subway, please take a left. For Subway, please take a right.

Beautiful scenery between Arizona and California.

Completely kidding. It's awful.
Anteaters are the mascot of Irvine. They're... scary.

Apparently, this is a rather famous restaurant in California.

It's basically a tea/restaurant places that's always hopping. Excellent service.

Great atmosphere too.

This is what I got. Honey Black Tea with Boba. Yum!

My tea with all the bags of tea that the restaurant sold.

I didn't know that they made ice cream out of this!
 How do you like road trips? 

Saturday, November 20

Where am I today?

I'm actually in Irvine, CA mocking up a storm. 

Mocking up a storm?

A tad of history is appropriate here, I suppose. I love speaking to a large group of people. I  participated in speech and debate in high school. Yeah, I'm that kind of nerd.

My life in college is now all about Mock Trial.
Mock Trial, also known as Moot Court, is a team activity. On the undergraduate college level, it's governed by AMTA, or American Mock Trial Association. I've been doing this activity for three years and it's caused me endless stress and joy. In each round, teams from two schools go head to head against each other. At minimum, there's six people on each team. Three people make up the bench, or the attorneys. Three more people are witnesses. Think of a lawyer show like Law and Order. There's an opening statement, direct examinations to allow the witness tell their story, cross examinations to take away credibility from the witness, and a closing argument. 

Wish me luck!

Thursday, November 18

I'm not a foodie.

Far from, actually. I barely discriminate between gourmet food and fast food. My tongue just doesn't taste well.

As far as cooking goes... I'm honestly a cooking disaster! I remember in high school, I had to cook for bake sales. I believe I caused a fireball to shoot from the oven once... and another time, I melted some plastic. Then there was that time when I was making meatballs with my friends and an entire pan of half cooked meat, grease and burning oil almost fell on me.

I only learned to cook when I moved out for college. I haven't caused any fireballs recently, but I do splash myself with oil frequently. 

Nonetheless, I love to try new recipes. 

The 7% Solution: To eat and to cook

Tuesday, November 16

My Written Resume

I was never good at writing. I'm still not. 

When I was younger, my middle school teacher lied to me and said I was a good writer. Then I got to high school and the truth slapped me in the face. I've been told my word choice is plain and my sentences are unstructured. I lack organization.

I don't care; I still write. 

I used to have a journal when I was 12. I used gel pen to write in it. I glued ribbons to the front and back cover and tied it up every night when I was done writing. It was filled with the most profound of thoughts. 


I wrote about what I ate, what time I woke up and what errands I ran with my mother. 

But I reread it to remind me of the simpler days. 

Sometime later,  I moved to the internet. My preteen days were filled with xanga--a website that's barely relevant. 

I spent a long time on livejournal in my teens. 

Now that I'm oh-so-freshly out of the teenage phase, I'm moving to blogger. And that's that. 

The 7% Solution: To improve 

Sunday, November 14

Let's start with "Hello."

I'm sure you've read that statistic out there.


The one that says most blogs last 6 months before they die?

Yeah, that one. 

With my commitment issues, I do hope this goes on for a bit.