August 10, 2006

June 8, 2006

  • Sorry for the last incomprehensive xanga entry..I just realized how hard it is to follow. 


    YAY! I’m done with finals now…but I am dead beat tired.  My last in-class final left me in ambivalence! But many thanks Rolphie! You’re a bud.


    Who is Rolphie?
    Rolphie is my new spider friend who is currently trapped in my lampshade. He’s been doing circles in there all night long while I’ve been studying. He kept me up quite well cuz I was afraid that he might jump out and attack me if I fell asleep on my desk. So I would read for 10 minutes and glance over to make sure he was still there. There were instances where his silhouette was nowhere to be seen from my standpoint, and those were the times when I got a nice little adrenaline rush, anticipating his next revolution around the shade. Kept me up, alert, and productive…for the most part. But the weird thing is…he was very phantom like. Cuz when I would check under the lampshade, he was nowhere to be found. But 15 seconds later, a silhoutte appears! No. It is not a figment of my imagination.





    …..


    Finals DONE!


    …..





    So…Rolphie is no longer.  I thought naming him Rolphie would make it less scary…and personifying him would be a guard against my screaming loudly if he were to drop out of the lampshade. Boy was I wrong. When I came home from my final, Rolphie was nowhere to be found in the lamp. As I was checking my email routinely and on the phone…when hippity-hop out scampers Rolphie across my wall!! How did I react? Yup. Screamed. More like shrieked!…I think I startled  on the other line…would not be surprised if he had to see an ENT to get his drums checked out later. After I maintained my composure, I smashed the jumping spider with my pencil case…but then I felt a little bit sad. I wish he had stayed in his home…I could have spared him his life there.


    But Char did have a point….I told her I took a nap at from 4am-5am and left the lamp on for Rolphie. When I woke up he was still there, so I told her about him when she came out of slumber, and how helpful he was in keeping me alert…


    Her response:


    “Eww you should have killed him when you had the chance! What if he got out of the lampshade and crawled up your nose and laid spide-y eggs?”


    My response:


    “Char. What if HE crawled in my nose and LAID eggs?!? If that were to be the case HE would have more problems than me. For me, I could just pick them out and smear them on your pillow, but the last time I checked, only seahorses and pipefishes were victims of male-egnancy.”


    RIP Rolphie


    Also, much thanks to everyone who called me at 3am, 4am and 5am…It made me refocus my dream on accounting…but did little to pry me out of bed.

June 5, 2006

  • This is a bit hard to follow, but let’s see if you can derive the underlying morals/ message in our conversation…In other words, readbetweenthelines.


    A few assumptions/givens before you read onto the conversation portion of this entry:


    1. The first message is in reference to a comic book strip link Tracy had provided in her profile.  http://www.phdcomics.com/comics/archive.php?comicid=712


    2. “The list” is an indefinate/cryptic element in Tracy’s profile. I don’t know what it’s for, but I felt like contributing to it.



    From Tracy’s Profile:



    tell me if u want me to add something to the list…
    jani: full house
    melody: brushes
    brian w.: a wifey


    3. I am extremely A.D.D. and should really be studying.






    peachie Oz (8:22:53 PM): hahah OMG


    Auto response from tomayto113 (8:22:53 PM): it never ends.


    peachie Oz (8:22:58 PM): that comic strip is so funny
    peachie Oz (8:27:10 PM): you can add to your list: explaination.
    tomayto113 (8:33:21 PM): what comic strip
    tomayto113 (8:33:25 PM): the phd one?
    tomayto113 (8:33:25 PM): =)
    peachie Oz (8:33:31 PM): yes
    peachie Oz (8:33:32 PM): so good
    tomayto113 (8:33:33 PM): or ur weirdo one
    tomayto113 (8:33:36 PM): the stick figure thing
    tomayto113 (8:33:39 PM): it’s soooooooooooooooo random
    peachie Oz (8:33:44 PM): i like that one too
    peachie Oz (8:35:15 PM): you didn’t add it to your list
    peachie Oz (8:35:21 PM): add “explaination”
    peachie Oz (8:35:33 PM): circle circle dot dot
    tomayto113 (8:35:36 PM): huh?
    peachie Oz (8:35:37 PM): now you have the cootie shot
    tomayto113 (8:35:45 PM): WHAT the heck r u talking about
    peachie Oz (8:35:48 PM): if you draw the cootie shot out, it looks like boobs
    tomayto113 (8:36:12 PM): i don’t WANT boobs in my profile…
    tomayto113 (8:36:17 PM): what “explaination”??
    peachie Oz (8:36:35 PM): i want you to add me to your list
    peachie Oz (8:36:42 PM): put this:
    tomayto113 (8:36:44 PM): omg
    tomayto113 (8:36:45 PM): hahaha
    peachie Oz (8:36:46 PM): Diana: explaination.
    tomayto113 (8:36:50 PM): okay
    tomayto113 (8:36:52 PM): NOW u make sense
    tomayto113 (8:36:58 PM): i thought we were talking about my comic strip link
    tomayto113 (8:36:59 PM): =P
    tomayto113 (8:38:00 PM): do u want cootie shot thingie in there too
    peachie Oz (8:39:04 PM): ?
    peachie Oz (8:39:05 PM): no
    peachie Oz (8:39:07 PM): that was separate
    peachie Oz (8:39:09 PM): i was telling you
    peachie Oz (8:39:14 PM): circle circle dot dot
    tomayto113 (8:39:14 PM): to GET a cootie shot
    peachie Oz (8:39:18 PM): if you draw it out
    tomayto113 (8:39:20 PM): oh
    peachie Oz (8:39:21 PM): it looks like…boobs
    tomayto113 (8:39:25 PM): -_-
    tomayto113 (8:39:28 PM): THREE THINGS
    tomayto113 (8:39:30 PM): i thought was ONE!!!
    tomayto113 (8:39:37 PM): oh my poor brain isn’t funcitoning
    peachie Oz (8:40:46 PM): oh tracy
    peachie Oz (8:40:57 PM): just raise your hand if i’m going too fast for you
    tomayto113 (8:41:01 PM): *raise*
    peachie Oz (8:41:04 PM): didn’t you hate when teachers would say that?
    peachie Oz (8:41:08 PM): no one would actually RAISE THEIR HAND
    peachie Oz (8:41:11 PM): stupid teachers.
    tomayto113 (8:41:11 PM): HAHHAHA
    tomayto113 (8:41:18 PM): they STILL do that!
    peachie Oz (8:41:24 PM): right?
    tomayto113 (8:41:26 PM): yah
    peachie Oz (8:41:29 PM): i think thats profile worthy
    peachie Oz (8:41:32 PM): and quite profound
    tomayto113 (8:41:34 PM): =)
    peachie Oz (8:41:35 PM): tell janice and char that
    peachie Oz (8:41:41 PM): before they become teachers
    peachie Oz (8:41:43 PM): and make the same mistake
    tomayto113 (8:41:51 PM): this needs to go into ur XANGA
    tomayto113 (8:41:57 PM): as a msg
    tomayto113 (8:42:03 PM): to all future teachers
    tomayto113 (8:42:06 PM): ..and current ones


    -30-


     


    Only if we could IV Notes, Readings, Knowledge, etc…And yes, unfortunately Great Weather DOES come with Great Responsibility. Time to move to the East coast…


May 26, 2006

  • Because I was bored and felt like writing, I wrote this to Taco Bell, on behalf of Steven. Because of his bad experince with the restaurant, I decided to put my hard-earned college degree to use by making the world a better place, one restaurant at a time! I highlighted the funny parts in green.  haha…


     


    May 26th 2006


     


    To Whom This May Concern :


     


    On May 26th, 2006 around 4:15pm, I went to the Taco Bell in Irvine on West Peltason and Campus. As a regular, my favorite on your menu is the bean burrito. On this day I attempted to order the same as usual. However, the waitress who was taking my order informed me that it was impossible for her to ring up two bean burritos, and instead, I had to order two ½ lb. cheesy bean and rice burritos. I am not a big fan of rice in my burritos so I kept insistent on the bean burritos. After a few moments of expressing my confusion for her inability to ring up what I wanted, I relented and ordered what she suggested. 


    As I predicted, I was not satisfied with this dining experience at Taco Bell. Perhaps the girl was training or did not understand what I wanted, though I thought I was quite clear. Not only was this experience an enormous inefficiency for my daily schedule, but it left me in disbelief that such a corporation like Taco Bell could have such inept employees taking orders. This really makes me question my loyalty to your restaurant, as I have always been a huge proponent for Taco Bell’s business practices and food quality.  In discussions and debates with supporters of Del Taco, I have always stood up for Taco Bell with great pride. Now that I have come across such a disappointing experience, I don’t know if I can say I am a satisfied customer anymore. I hope you take these concerns seriously when dealing with your management team and training programs to prevent future disappointments in your clientele.  


     


    Signed,


     


    A disappointed customer.


     


     I know…I’m so dramatic and exaggerated.

May 22, 2006

March 15, 2006

  • Today was a good day. Busy and hectic…started off really bumpy…but I feel older and wiser. Thanks for all the sweet birthday wishes! I think I have a new wrinkle from smiling….Received a cake, flowers and tons of other goodies…Now it’s time to hit the books. Yay.


    Come to Zanzibar on the 17th! I think around 10:30pm. All are invited. I think there’s a cover charge. It’s not a super organized party. Just there to have fun for my 22nd before the long haul…need more details? AIM: CharlynewithaY

March 7, 2006

  • I’m seriously considering a career change (even though I haven’t even started my career)–though it will probably set me back a few years on my time-line unless I can have someone have my kids for me…


    If anyone is interested in taking summer school at Hawaii Pacific University, let me know. I’ll be going during the 4th session for some pre-reqs. Can you imagine a productively relaxing summer laced with fun-packed weekends?  …then when I come back I’ll be heading out again…but toward the polar opposite–windy city Chicago. FYI: Although Chicago is windy, that’s not how they got their name. It actually originated from the windy politicians.


    Zanzibar on the 17th…all are invited to watch me turn 22. Yay.


    Results for assassins: Dead by default. Congrats, Connie–your titles are well deserved…9 kills…talk about brutal.


    For sisters’ I’ve decided to join the Narnia gang and be a tin of Turkish Delights. yum-yum.

February 17, 2006


  • This has been circulating around the interactive community…but thought I’d share with those of you who missed the science of relationships. I guess if this diagram were to chart females, some guys would require another axis to plot Domestic Quality, like: cooking.

  • My lamp doesn’t work, so I can’t read. What a great excuse.


    I’m still alive, but there was mass killing this weekend…so I guess the game is nearing an end soon. Though I have to admit that I’m feeling a little bit unloved because my killer isn’t trying to get me anymore. Good to know that he still has a life outside of the game…and I’m grateful because that means I have another day to breathe.


    You know why long grain rice is better than sticky rice? Mainly beacuse you can pan fry it when heating…and it won’t get all gross. And pan frying the rice is way better than microwaving it. Not to mention, sticky rice is probably harder to break down in the digestive system. One point where Char and I differ. Char for Calrose, Me for Texas AA.


    Speaking of which…car troubles have been lurking around this side of town…Char apparently broke her sideview mirror on te passenger side by backing out of our carport because there’s a pole that separates the two spots. A $350.00 mistake…but for now she’s opting for the $5.00 patch-with-electrical tape-method. Neighbor’s car wouldn’t start either. Sucks. Don’t you hate when you make stupid mistakes that cost a pretty penny? Too bad there aren’t life-sized erasers for those little-big oops. Oh Char, I feel for you. 


    La Rouge on campus annoys the crap out of me. I don’t know where they find the people to sollicit, but one of the criteria is definately annoyance factor…I seriously wonder if they know how ridiculous they sound sometimes. Oh and another thing that peeves me to the ends of the earth: those signature gather-ers that stalk you on campus. Though I love stumping them when I’m bored. For example, there was this one guy who was asking me to sign something against child molesters…sounds harmless or even humanitarianly just, right? But if you keep prodding him with questions you’ll find out that they have ridiculous fine print ideas like “putting a gps system in exconvicts’ ankles”?!?…can you imagine that? And sometimes they don’t even know enough about the issue: so I asked how you would enforce that…wouldn’t surgery insertion cost a lot? will this come out of my taxes?…then they flee and give up on my signature after that. Cheap whoop dee whoops. But when you’re in a rush, life is better without.


    Rush…life needs to slow down…but some of us seem to only run on one speed.