Dear Reader,

For some reason, even writing an entry on this site seems like a lot to me.  Not because I have to take my time to enter anything, but more because I never know exactly what I want to write.  I know I want to write, but what to write is the problem.  I don't want to make a boring entry about what I did ... those entries seem a bit pathetic.  Why would anyone care what goes on in my day?  Kind of boring.  Ho hum.


I won't bore you with things that have happened except for this.  At the beginning of my summer, and by beginning I mean straight off the bat, I was sent to Seattle with my family to go on my very first cruise.  We were on the Golden Princess (from the Princess Cruises line) and went on a 7 day cruise in Alaska.  We had time to kill in Seattle so we went around the city and we found this man with the most amusing sign.  I've seen this sign online and I'm not sure if this is the same guy as in the picture I've seen.  And there's my sister with the bright orange hair.  It's awfully funny to see people's reactions to her hair.  Either they like it and tell her, like this guy did, or just stare at it like it's absurd or unreal.  It makes me smile to know I have such a weird sister.  The unconventional Asian.

While in Alaska, I got in touch with my inner photographer.  I really wish that one day I obtain a 55mm lens ... This cheap zoom lens that came with my camera's body is okay, but chunky and slow.  While on my trip I took time in playing around with my camera's setting.  I never really took the time to figure out how to play with the thing, but after doing so, I have come to realize more what a magnificent creation I own!  Hopefully I will learn more on my own and while I take classes to fulfill my minor's requirements (Art: Photography minor). 

Due to budget cuts, photo 1 classes aren't given at my school.  This upcoming fall, I saw that there is one class, but it meets on Fridays, and because I commute I am trying to plan classes accordingly to not interfere with Fridays.  If I'm lucky enough, hopefully not another day, too so I'd only have to show up 3 days a week.  That would be splendid!  If only ... damn those budget cuts to hell.  Making college that much more complicated and stressful.

As usual, summer's hot and baking and I am getting one hell of a farmer's tan.  Andrew and I have been bouldering 3 times a week.  sometimes less or more depending on what is happening.  After bouldering we work out and do it with a friend.  Kenny has joined us and he has been very dedicated to bouldering.  It's very refreshing to see someone new to a hobby or sport and see that they take much enjoyment out of it.  Andrew's very much enthusiastic about it, and has been ever since he started climbing.  There's just something about watching two very excited men climb hard that's ... i don't know ... motivating.  It's fun :D

-Flo

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Turns out I really did not put the battery in my car correctly. 

Sorry, Annie.  I know you were proud ... but BOO!!! Hahaha.

The car worked fine after I installed the battery, but today when my sister tried to turn the car on, it took a long poop.  :.  My daddy's coming over later to see what's up and hopefully fix it.  I don't want to deal with the bus for BART.

Man ... unmanly feeling has come back.  BOO!  STUPID BATTERY!

Add on:  Dad came over and we figured out it was the alternator that also needed to be replaced.  Went to Kragens, took out the old alternator, put in the new one, went back to Kragens to give them our old one, YAY CAR WORKS!! 

In the middle where we were switching in and out the alternator, I found out how much the damn car's body was designed.  They made the car frustrating to take out and put in nuts and bolts.  UGH!  My car better not poop again.

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Today is the anniversary of the day that Andrew asked me out through song. YAY!! <3  Thanks Andrew!  Thank you for everything and I hope that we can have more years together!! More kisses and hugs and boojoks and slaws and farts and burps and food and naps and fun and love.

Unfortunately we cannot spend it together because he is in Sacramento for his grandpa's birthday.  But I am getting stuff done.  Thursday, back from BART and out to get subway for the two of us, I get out of subway, turn on my car ... it didn't work.  Again, again ... POOPed on me.  Some worker at subway opened my hood and we saw that my battery was busted.  Next, another guy helped me jump start my car :D!! People are nice!!  That was my first experience with me driving a car that pooped down on me and the first time I got someone to jump my car.  Today was my first time changing my car's battery!! I did it all by myself!! I feel so manly!

But yeah ... I wish Andrew was with me, but things come up. 

Happy one year, love!

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I didn't like my old layout.  I was getting anal about it in my head and finally took the time to make a new one.  I wanted to add more people, but of course ... such a small layout isn't enough room to feature all my friends.  D: 

March 4, 2009: At SJ International Airport to be part of a mock airplane accident simulation.
So, what happens during this event is that there are a bunch of volunteers that play some part of this accident.  Either you're okay or you're somewhat injured or seriously injured.  Then they place us in the situation and then the firefighters and EMT get their call to come help and do their practice and what not.  This was for Andrew's extra credit and I decided to tag along.  Sounded fun.

Ended up being a flippin' waste of time.  It was fun for a while, but it just got ridiculous.

Here was the fun part.  I came early and became an injure victim.  I was a flight attendant who went down the emergency slide and slammed onto the ground and got a separated shoulder that was bruised.  Seriously ... Andrew and I were cracking up.  I was playing the part of a retard that can't slide down a stupid slide and I was a flight attendant?  What?  That makeup stuff smelled.

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I don't really have much to say.  Might as well show you a few pictures I took with my nifty cell phone camera.  I guess this is sort of like my what happens daily type of thing.

So ... every Tuesday-Thursday, I come to school early.  Probably a bit TOO early.  I leave home at 6AM to catch the 6:21 BART train to Daly City.  End up at Daly City about 7:24 then get on or wait for the school shuttle which takes about 5 minutes to get to campus, walk to class and ... I'm just there way too early for my 8:10 class.  If I take the train after, I end up to class right before it starts or a little late and I have this thing about coming in late.  I hate looking for a seat and having everyone stare at me like I'm an alien that just landed its UFO and entered the classroom.

My school is very green.  Or so I would think.  It's very lovely during sunny days when everyond just chills out on the grass.  As for the day I took this, it was the first day of school and too cold to do such things.  Plus, classes were in session and it was around the time most people clear off campus.

Going back home on Tuesdays and Thursdays are hectic.  I end school at 1:50 and get to the stop around 2 for the shuttle.  2 is the time most people are done and I have to deal with ridiculously long lines for the shuttle to BART.  Doesn't help that people suck at driving and slow down the shuttles from coming back to pick up us sad students.  We just want to go home :(

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I was once an Art major with an emphasis in photography, now I am currently a Computer Science major with a minor in Art ... now I want to go into Industrial Art.  Product or Visual ... probably Visual. 

If I go, it will be my 3rd change, I told my mom I might change it, but instead of helping me out, the first words she says are, after a disappointed look of course, "You're never going to graduate."  But after that, she was like, "whatever you want to do.  You're never going to graduate."  It sucks to hear that.  I know I may be the person who changes their major, but why should I lie to myself and not be happy with my choice before? 

With Art, I was happy and excited, but I hit that dumb question most Art majors get, "What are you going to do with art?"  Thanks to my uncle for that ... and rubbing "artists don't get a lot of money" bullshit in my face.  It got to me and I thought about it and realized how competitive photography is.  So, I went to Computer Science.

The major made me believe that I would have a much more easier time getting a job ... but after I while, I realized ... I suck at math.  I suck at physics.  I suck at scripting.  What the hell am I doing?  I failed Calculus, had to retake pre-cal, now I'm in Calculus again and doing pretty damn well, so far.  But how would I do against Calculus II?  I heard it's a hellhole!  And how am I supposed to continue if I'm lacking courage?  As fun as it sounds to work on programming video games and software, the work really does not seem so unless I was into it. 

I want to go back to what I love to do ... express myself through art.   For some reason, I feel as though photography just is not right as my major ... so why not something else that has art and computers?  Industrial Arts!  At this moment, it just feels and sounds right to jump into that major and ditch the Computer Science boat.  After all ... I really do love designs made for websites and on products.  As my boyfriend found out, I am amused by nifty simple art on product boxes.  It's quite silly, but I enjoy it. 

So, wouldn't it be right to change if I do not feel confident enough?  And to change if I feel like art has been calling me back?  I spent so much time in my life to try and be creative ... why not actually make it into reality?  Why not make it my job?  My future? 

I'm still contemplating ... but it seems wrong, too.  I'm going to think about it more but I have really been feeling as though ... Computer Science just isn't for me.  Why continue when I know I'm not going to succeed?  After all, I suck at math!

If and when I change my major, I will be sure not to quit or change again.  Not knowing what you want to do in the future is hard.  I wish my mom would understand that.  Even if it takes me a year longer,  I will graduate and I will show her.  

The Assumption Song   It made me happy. :D

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As winter comes to a close, I start to panic about classes.  Especially because I do not have the full 12 units I want yet and the classes I'm taking are almost complete crap due to budget cuts.  I'm anxious because I want to see if I can fulfill my units, but absolutely dread going back to school.  Back to the books and back to not seeing Andrew almost everyday. 

What my school does for registration is it has this certain time, called Early Priority Registration, which is when students are able to get their first 8 units of classes.  Then everyone waits for the rest of their registration time at a later date.  We were supposed to register for our Spring classes in November, but because our state decided not to fund schools with enough money, the university had to wait until they heard the budget to decide what classes needed the boot and what needed to stay.  Of course with that, there aren't enough classes at all!! Especially being a dumb sophomore that gets put down on the ladder for when they get to pick classes, I got totally boned during the later registration day ... All the fun classes are obviously gone and the ones I want to take are too full. 

Budget cuts are the devil in disguise!  Now I have to scope out classes to hopefully get permit numbers for.  Once again ... long breaks in between classes.  Not only does class picking suck, BART is being messed up.  I'm not sure exactly what it is, but I hear that either BART will be running less cars, or raising the ticket prices to keep the same amount of cars, or raising parking fees.  Money sucks.  Damn these pieces of papers that run our lives.

Once I get my schedule I'm going to apply to work at places.  I want to know for sure which days I'm open to work.  :[.  Maaan. 

Why is school and money so cruel?

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