Friday, August 28, 2009

School.....yeah....And everything else?

OMG, people do you seriously know how ridiculously my dad can get piss so fast it puts a pregnant woman to shame? Seriously, I am on edge, for most of the days because I have no clue where his mood is going to be in the next hour. Gods, if I was even slightly magical ('sigh' if only magic was real) I would banish him from my life. The man is more sarcastic then anyone I've come across. He gives me headaches so bad it puts my migraines to shame....which, my lovelies, is a feat all by itself. However, no matter how much I want to rant on and on about how bad my father is, today is about school.....yes, school.

I don't know if I've mentioned this before but I am a avid fan of learning. No matter what people say there is an endless, I mean limitless, amount of knowledge out in the world for us to learn and absorb. There was a saying that, "Knowledge is power"...whoever said that, credit to you. That saying is true, with knowledge in hand, you'll be able to achieve things that one who only holds a diploma can only imagine.

Although I am a bum...possibly by nature. No matter where, at the most important event or of such, of course only in my family, I seem to have the urge to gravitate towards the world of sleep. Public events, it seems, I have more self control because, no matter how sad this truth is, I am really not that fond of my family. I love my mother and brother to death. However, that can not be said for my other families especially my uncles and aunts from both sides.

How often do you hear one of your aunts bad mouthing her own siblings, nieces and nephews? Well that is my aunt. Accusation was probably her favorite pass time. I mean, come on, my mother is someone who can't lie for anything, actually she probably can't lie even if her life is on a line, that woman dare goes and say my mother is a greasy, greedy, lying b***h. HER OWN SISTER! I would've slapped her myself if it wasn't for that fact that culture does not allow such blunt disrespect. So as a true daughter to my father, although sometimes I swear I wish that I was someone else daughter who accidentally was switched at birth, I gave her passing, pissable and sarcastic remarks about everything. She still didnt get the hint. AND THEN, the damn nerve of that woman! She dare speak ill of my brother...of course, he's a bastard but still, MY BROTHER! No matter how much I hate the git, he's still my brother, she had no rights. Then she went to me, I mean I don't care. Talk all you want about me because, truthfully, I don't give a sh*t about it.

Its sad that she talks and talks about us behind our backs, and ruined my mother and father faces in public here in this small (yeah right) Vietnamese community and kinda hurt my pride at being Viet, because really, all these Vietnamese people in this city (maybe not all) are gossip crazed, backstabbing a-holes that needs to mind their own businesses. However, since her departure back to Vietnam last Saturday, I found out all the people she was backstabbing and gossiping with about my family, are telling my mother what her nasty ass was saying about us and THEY'RE backstabbing her now. What goes around, comes around.

Anyways, back to school. Gosh, I seriously can't believe I'm in college now. Of course I was immensely excited about my first day of class last Monday, and I was almost jumping with glee and eyes barely focused on anything, was highly disappointed. College, I thought, was to challenge everything and anything I've learned but these classes were a little less then what I had expected. However, I liked the classes, especially my Japanese Language class, I thought it was fun last Wednesday! My sensei looked about to burst into tears listening to us introduce ourselves in Japanese (of course copying the books), might I add bad japanese? We stuttered, mispronounce, etc. It was funny but by the end of the 3rd hour and we got better, she smiled and told us we tried hard and she expect us to try harder! LOL I don't mind, I like the class.

My friend (although in a different State now) text me and tells me to make friends. How am I to do that when these 'adults' looks no where but forwards? I feel sooo little in all my classes well except for Pre-Algebra, not the only one in there that feels stupid for failing the placement test.

Anyways, post is toooo long! So see you guys, whoever follows and read this, later.

Much Love,
Yao


Credit to Photobucket and the original artist, very nicely done.

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Omg....

Omg in the last two weeks, my family spent more then $800 on my mum's car! So much money!

But recently I went back to being totally in love with the couple, Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter. I would prefer that Harry to bottom with as many males as possible but then that wouldn't be right so I stuck with my first hot boy for Harry which is Draco. God I think they're the best for each other. They're siding for different sides but if, under different circumstances, I think Draco would love to join with Harry. In HBP Draco looked so sad and pained that even I almost cried for his sake. If only someone was able to be there for him when he needed the most, he would've turned out differently. But it doesn't matter, I've never picked up the series and porbably never will, all I know is from summeries, movies and etc. What I usually do is read until my heart content on Fanfiction.net. Right now that site is my life, my everything, that is until school starts.

Tomorrow my friend is leaving for college, I know I shouldn't be emotional about such a thing but yeah I'm sad about it. He's like a brother to me and to know that he's going away to college by himself makes me sad but I'm not his mother so not much I can do but wish him luck. For those who're going off to college, I hope you the best of luck and luck in your studies. Make your own decisions and don't regret them, make the right ones and not the wrong.

Be safe, Love. I'll Promise to me here when you need me!!

Much Love



Credits to Aarinfantasy and whoever uploaded this picture, much love to you guys.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Ciaos,

Well today was just so uncool, very uncool. I woke up feeling a little upset, a little more so then many of my other days. I thought “Okay, Okay. No worries, just not feeling well.” So I brushed to off and went to do stuff.

Usually on Fridays, I go to the Bank with my dad and we buy something to eat. <---- First strike

We did go to the bank and everything but when I asked him what he wanted, he tells me, “whatever you want.”

I was like okay pops, “how about pizza? You wanted some last week.” He just plainly said whatever and so I called and order and I already knew that PizzaHut have that 2 Large 2 topping Pizza’s for 9.99 each deal. I tell him and he was like okay…..but I don’t think he heard me right. <--- Strike two

I ordered and I think the moment I hung up the phone and told him how much, he figured out what I meant and he went off. I mean the man ears almost burned right off from the steam he was letting out. I understand that it’s hot and all but really? Off on me?

Telling him how much it was was my last strike.

But because I am such a respectful little person, I sat there and listened to him rant on his life before he came over here to the U.S.

I mean I understand how hard it was, but to blame me for what he ate during the week was too much.

HE was the one who wanted Burger King for Dinner Monday, HE was the one who said my mom didn’t cook anything Thursday and wanted Penn Station (actually, no, it wasn’t him but my aunt)and today he just told me to go ahead and order something and then regrets it.

I mean I don’t really care about being yelled at, I mean living with my parents for 18 years I should know them like the back of my hand. Well then I guess I don't know the back of my hand that well......but considering that my pops has mood swings like a preggy woman, I don't think it should count.

Looking at his face when I sat foot in the car, I was already careful not to tick him off. But I was unsuccessful in the department of avoiding confrontation with his anger. Sucks to be me at that moment.

Another mistake which almost got my head chopped off was that I forgot about the DVD’s he wanted to let his friends borrow. Okay so I’m forgetful, so forgive me. He should’ve reminded me again after the first time. This is exactly the same as when I forgot to give him my cap and gown picture…………I mean he went CRAZY, screaming and threatening to disown me crazy.

Even though I should be used to it, hearing people yell at me is always a little too much and a blow to my already bruised pride. But at least it’s not a boring day, right?

Oh well thanks for listening.

But damnit I still feel like kicked puppy....

Arrivederci,

Gi-chan

Picture of Cute Lambo from KHR (Credits to uploader at Aarinfantasy.com)