December 2008
39 posts
Thursday
My Dad took my car to the shop for a paint job.
I don’t have a car until Thursday.
Apparently, this is my 18th birthday present from my Dad, even though I don’t really need it.
All my school books are in the trunk of the car.
Simple solution: I could just ask my Dad to pick up my books for me.
Oh, wait… wait, I left my bottle of wine in the trunk. That might evoke some...
November 2008
51 posts
College
I applied to four UCs and a CSU, and I’m relieved. I fucked up on some of my information, but frankly, I don’t care.
I just want to go to sleep now.
Oh, and if I had known in advance that I would have to individually put in each class I took and its subsequent semester grades, I would have tried harder in school. Curse those drop-down menus for being in alphabetical order. My...
Pleasant Surprise
I did what I always do when I run out of gas.
I silently cursed the world, gave a few frustrated grunts, stared at the ‘Empty’ and attempted to jump the dial back to ‘Full’ via psychokinesis, and when all else failed, turned into the nearest Shell station.
I walked into the station mini-mart, reluctantly placed a $20 into the sales associate’s hands and returned to...
Spontaneity
My boyfriend just called and asked me if I wanted to drive with him to Yuma, Arizona for some alcohol not sold in California.
He said we’d be leaving immediately and we would return in several hours.
Unfortunately, I have to pick up my best friend from the airport at 5PM, so I turned him down. He’s still going though.
Spontaneous Artie.
Turducken
This day last year, I think I had a bowl of rice and some cucumbers for dinner while watching bad sitcom television with my Dad.
Today, I actually had an all-American turkey feast with my extended family and I gotta say, I prefer the bowl of cucumbers.
For the first time in years, my father, brother, sister, and I gathered with my Mother’s side of the family at my grandparent’s...
Thank You
Happy Thanksgiving!
I figure if I say one fat, universal “thank you” today, I won’t have to be polite for the rest of the year. Hence the title.
Enjoy contributing to the obesity issue, America.
Artie Argues
I have a knack for putting the spotlight on people’s flaws. I’m pretty sure I do this because, mainly, it’s funny, and also, it gives me a sense of superiority.
Last night at Jarryd’s house, I dug up an old event and used it to expel the anger that I had been repressing at Artie, and I did it in front of his friends.
Since I don’t want to delve too deep into what...
College
There was just no avoiding this. It’s a part of my soul to procrastinate.
I waited until five days before the deadline to decide, ‘Oh yeah. Maybe I should apply to college.’
I hate myself.
I really need to learn how to eat the frosting last.
By the way, since I’m on the subject of procrastiation and college, I want to thank every asshole who decided to flood my inbox...
Dear Blog,
Sorry I’ve been neglecting you, dear friend. Just to clarify: this blogging hiatus wasn’t intentional. I would never deliberately abandon you.
This is the first night I’ve been at home since Friday and also the first time I’ve been completely sober. I’ve been having a lot of trouble keeping my sanity intact and because of this, I’ve resorted to not-so-wise...
Personal Statements
For University of California applications, I need two personal statements. Being the over-prepared, work-obsessed, over-achiever that I am, I’ve written three.
(Not. My English teacher made me write all three. Had he not assigned two and the last as a “suggestion”, I still wouldn’t have started yet.)
I spent the day lugging these three heavy essays — heavy with...
Even if you’re on the right track, you’ll get run over if you just sit there.
– Will Rogers (via simko) Motivational quotes keep my blood a-flowin’ and my brain a-goin’. I have to remind myself that this period in my high school career is way to crucial to have me frittering the moments away on useless things. Like sleep.
Life is crazy. We just have to grab it by the balls.
– Alberto Guzman
Christmas Rant
Why do people insist on pretending that it’s Christmas? Santa’s still hibernating in the North Pole while his little minion gnomes make fruitless wooden toys; Rudolph is still getting teased by the other reindeers about being useless year-round. The taunting pauses for a night while he is exploited as a headlight on Christmas Eve.
At dinner earlier, part of the ambiance of the...
Happy Birthday James!
I still can’t believe your bitch ass got an iPhone.
Thinking
Jamie: Mom, do you think in Vietnamese or English?
Mom: I never thought of that.
Senior Ditch Day
By word of mouth and several MySpace bulletins, I’ve learned that Senior Ditch Day is Friday, the 21st of November. This Friday.
Who decided this? Who has the authority?
Why did he or she choose the Friday before we have a week of break? Shouldn’t a ditch day be a separate entity of its own? Shouldn’t it be defined by its clear and concrete defiance of the system? If...
You’re more cynical than the last time I saw you…
– Kevin Cabardo It’s a consistently maturing quality.
Why can’t you do anything without fucking complaining for once?! Why do...
– questions my brother. I have reason to my madness. If I didn’t scream, yell, complain, cry, threaten his death or threaten his wallet, then I would have no sense of control over the matter. While living in this household, I live to serve my younger brother. I’m his live-in chauffeur...
Trash
My mother is obsessed with cleaning, a quality that my brother, sister, and I have managed to ignore since birth.
Every time she comes home, she does a mass sweep of the household, disposing of anything that has a speck of dust on it. I’m not exaggerating either. The other day I woke up to find that my Mom had scrubbed the bathroom while the rest of the world was sleeping. That morning,...
Alpha
My mother sent me on a quest to pick up dessert and eggrolls in El Cajon for Kristine’s first birthday party today. On the way to the restaurant, I passed Alpha Video Store, a building I spent the majority of my childhood in.
When I was younger, we owned this shop and rented out Vietnamese-dubbed Chinese television series on tape to most of the Vietnamese community in San Diego. With my...
Full Moon
The moon was obnoxiously bright tonight; it blinded me and fed my headache as Artie simultaneously supplied heartache.
Frankly, I’m relieved the poor sucker is gone so that 1) I can concentrate on college applications and 2) for his sake, he doesn’t have to deal with my bullshit anymore.
Ok, sleep.
Asian Mother
Mom: She looks like Godzilla-face.
Jamie: Gorilla?
Mom: The big monkey.
Jamie: Yeah... gorilla. Godzilla is the giant dinosaur thing that took over Japan.
Mom: Oh. Yeah. Go-zilla-face.
Jamie: Wow, Mom.
Tolerance
For the first time in years, my parents are asleep under the same roof. Of course, my Dad is in his room while my mother is asleep in my sister’s bed with the one-year-old result of her second marriage cuddling next to her … but still, same house.
Sometimes I forget how amazing my Dad is.
It’s weird that it takes something like this to remind me, considering the things I put...
Self-Pity
I don’t know if my voice was unusually shrill and annoying or if what I said was really that meaningless, but I had an issue attempting to be heard over the weekend. Everyone I talked to seemed to nod; they smiled; they politely accepted my words and went on their way, but it clearly was in one ear, out the other.
When people whine and cry to me, I give them what they want: a little...
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(via apsies)
Give it a couple decades and some girl is going to reblog a similar link for homosexuals. Y’know, if there still is blogging in the far future when America finally realizes the mistake it made.
I'm Difficult
Artie: You're beautiful, in your own way.
Jamie: ... did you just call me ugly?
Friday
Tonight I dined on wine and ignorance while standing beside too many boxes of bottles of beer and breathing in too much of the smoke that was wafting gently through the air.
I’m starting to hate myself a little.
Priorities
I’ve lost sight of mine.
Example: When was the last time I forgot to blog for three days?! Never. I usually blog three times a day.
I thought I was more wo-man. I didn’t know that I would so heavily rely on the love and affection that Artie constantly feeds me.
I’ve decided having a boyfriend is a bad idea. Artie, you know I like you and all, but go back to college until I...
Momentous
“The CNN commentators were saying that everyone is going to remember where they were and what they were doing at this historic moment,” said Emmeline.
Well, I was sleeping. Thanks for the six thousand texts from various people who — like me — couldn’t vote, but still felt compelled to inform me that “OBAMA WON!!!!!”
I’m happy. I really am.
But I...
Happy Election Day
Go vote.
Jamie Time
I’m attempting to enjoy my last weekend of solitude. I tend to get restless sitting in this room alone for hours on end and I eventually start hyperventilating, I freak out, I start breaking things, rip out my hair, cry.
Kidding.
I usually stare at the wall until it starts staring back, then I pick up my car keys and leave to find some company, but right now I’m trying to enjoy the...