|
//1.09.2005\\
I may have inexplicably messed up my blogger's layout. Oh well, I have zero blogger coding knowledge. I'll fix it some other day. I was planning to switch layouts but I couldn't get the new layout to work. I messed it up way too much and did something wrong. Not so sure what though. Ju-bees! I haven't updated in here for ages! So what's new with me lately? An update of my life... I turned 19! Yep, I can legally drink now (not that people cared before) and go clubbing. Run in fear. I am currently the supervisor at Cinnzeo. Do I love this job or what *sarcasm*. I'm currently going to Langara and hoping that I will attend SFU in the fall this year (that, or I go back to Kwantlen). My hair is still long, and I still dress like a damn prep (majority of Jacob and Esprit clothing for this girl). I've developed an unhealthy obsession with shoes (Steve Madden, where art thou? I want those Tweed-s heels damnit!). Hmm. A little lost on the academic front, but who isn't? Not a word to my mum though, because apparently, changing your mind about your major means that you're not serious about school. Hah, as if. I'm serious about school, but so lost in where my direction should be. Do I really want that career in criminology? Or should I follow my dream of being a lab tech (despite questionable ability in sciences)? It's been a good start to the year so far (I updated my primo blog), I'll say, and I hope it'd just get better. NEW things to try out: wearing pretty shoesies instead of just sneakers all the time and clubbing (hey, gotta use that legal age to my advantage, hm? Being 18 was no fun!). shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 8:17 PM | archives //1.08.2004\\ Have not failed any courses in first semester. Am still working at Cinnzeo. Am still relatively in one piece. ... ...... ... ...... ... GO ME! shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 1:44 AM | archives //12.02.2003\\ I procrastinate. On everything. So on all accounts, I should procrastinate on blogging too. So nuuuuuuuuuuah. I am now 18, no longer a child anymore and in the eyes of the state, I am an ADULT. Shiver in fright! Or cower... or do a combo of both. BUT this also means that I will need to be more money conscious from now on, because I really don't want to ask okaa-san to buy me clothing anymore... I don't get any child benefits anymore because I am 18 now. But I believe I still get the death benefits though. Oi... which reminds me, I need to get that form filled out! shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 10:38 PM | archives //11.23.2003\\ Ah... Saturday night was absolutely fantaaaaaaaaastic. Love buds, they are best buddies in whole world. I love you ALL! shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 2:43 AM | archives //11.14.2003\\ Believe self is too loose with money. For own good, will have to restrict self to not buy ANYTHING BUT food (min. budget $6 per meal). Have planned to be very very frugal... as must keep a certain amount in bank account... Have realized that if one wants to pay to take friends out for dinner for birthday... one must be v. frigid with wallet. And Nov. 18 is the day when the extended DVD version of LotR:TTT comes out. Oh dear oh dear oh dear... Many assignments to do... essay due on 27th, exam on Monday, project due on Thursday (no idea on how to go about it, will have to wing it again, I s'pose), and another quiz on Friday. I don't want to set my foot out of the house for next week, feeling like I should just curl up in bed and hibernate. Unfortunately, it is but wishful thinking. Mum will probably nag me out of the bloody bed. Cannot sulk or will have to endure some rousing speech of hers, which I'm sure is very sweet and all but durr! It's bloody boring and she gets v. long winded. No, will just have to settle to complaining to friends, coworkers, odd cup of coffee... Rediscovered love of ER. Briefly followed it when George Clooney was there... or was he on General Hospital? Can't remember, but love it dearly now... Am always willing to put of sleep and doing whatever else that is important just to watch it. Am turning into frigid little cow. I know it. Had odd feelings now and then that I will never have a boyfriend. Then would berate self for self is proud to have singleton status. Is not shameful. But still entertained thoughts once in a blue moon bout being frigid little cow forever... Mmph. Must stop worrying and start studying and worrying. Buah. shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 12:39 AM | archives //11.10.2003\\ Anna's Birthday Celebration: It started out today with waking up with a bad headache that just escalated through the day. I already was having a bit of reservation of watching 'Texas Chainsaw Massecre' for Anna's birthday tonight... but what the hell, it's her birthday. Dinner went great, went to Red Robins, had their Alfredo (next time, I'm getting the lasagna... mmm... lasagna...), and met Jenny, a coworker (I think) of Anna's. We got along really well, had a lot of laughs, and gossiped quite a bit. Anna did the Chinese tradition of grabbing the cheque. Fortunately, I grabbed it and went off to pay. After dinner... now, that just got nasty. We originally planned to go watch a movie. Somehow, we didn't want to watch anything from Station Square. Silvercity seemed even less appealing. So, we decided to go play pool. Steph was supposed to meet us at Red Robin. We phoned her, and she was in her uncle's car on her way there. We were outside waiting for her, when she stormed up and told us: a) she specifically came to watch a movie b) she most definitely did not want to play pool c) it was not only Anna's birthday we were celebrating... but her's too. The third factor was definitely NOT something I was aware of. We (Anna, Jenny, Erica, Nicole, and I) were all left in the dark that we were supposed to be celebrating her birthday too. She said that we should be 'considerate' enough to know that we were supposed to know that little fucking fact. Well, I didn't know. We all didn't know. She didn't tell us... she just assumed! Not to mention the fact that her birthday was a WHOLE month before, and she already celebrated it with her dance friends. I have already compiled a complaint in a previous past blog entry, but I will refresh it. I am still hopping mad that she had the GALL to go make an EFFORT to hold a birthday party for her dance friends and invite NONE of us on the basis that she did not want us to 'mix' with her dance friends. Not only did she do this, she had to go and COMPLAIN to us about the amount of work that she had to DO in order to hold this party. Of course, we were to celebrate with her on another date, going out, and spending our own money. We must mean SO little to her that she won't even make an EFFORT to hold a party for the rest of her friends from school... Well, she became bitchzilla tonight. She glowered, she glared, she threw a temper tantrum. Right in front of Jenny. Of course, ordinarily, anyone else would be very embarrassed to be acting this way... but noooo... not her! She didn't leave, she came with us and sat on a chair and for a good hour or so, just sat there and glowered. We offered to drive her home... but no, she came with us. It was very scary, very intimidating, and just plain creepy. We all felt like a great burden and wasn't able to have any fun. Of course, in her eyes, we were in the wrong. Who knows what frightful tale she must be weaving for her family right now. I don't fucking care. I haven't met her parents ever and most likely won't be. Jenny even asked why we let her walk all over us. She has heard, even BEFORE meeting Steph, all the stories that people have to tell her about her behavior and what not. Well, tonight she got a taste of what she was like in real person. And the question still ingers in the air of why we even bother to let her behave this way anyway. Truth is? We're all tired of it. Why not just nod, and just go on with what we're doing? She's OK sometimes. But tonight, like other nights, was a night of just throwing up our hands and shouting 'good riddiance'. In an odd way, it has a taste of liberation. I won't have to talk to her nor hear from her for a very long time to come. I think. I feel very walked upon, and don't care for it. Good riddiance I say to that fuckwit. highlight of evening: dinner and the fun that commenced at Starlight after she left. shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 1:18 AM | archives //11.03.2003\\ Midterms finished. Did OK. Nothing to be really sad nor happy about. Snuggable Huggables are the spawn of evil. Will have nightmares about that store for many months to come. shinigami.no.baka last yakked @ 1:57 PM | archives |
shinigami no baka?
///the big bang: who am i ?: I'm Christine/Christy. I'm 19 (wow, legal and EVERYTHING). I'm part of the 5'0 club. I'm Chinese-Canadian. Damn proud of it too. I was born in Montreal, Quebec, grew up in Vancouver, B.C. but now I live in Richmond. Spoot, I miss Vancouver. I like coffee and What Not To Wear. I procrastinate and is full of satirical wit like no other. If our levels of incoherency had to battle, I will win, hands down. There's a special place in my heart for Lord of the Rings and Elrond. I don't like teeny boppers and bras. I am ADDICTED to mochas and blogging. ///some facts: christine leung | 120285 | sagittarius archer | chinese | richmond, BC | student @ langara C | arts | msn deathbyjava | email | feel HTMLCounter.com ///archives: ///links: /reading :: shannon :: wee :: herbie :: lil jen :: howie-nii-chan :: jenny :: thomas :: steeleye :: blackholly :: truth :: jaip :: tony :: cassandra claire :: saph :: athaniel :: chevira lowe :: kt (2) :: tabitha jones :: tina ling :: belle de jour :: ms. frizzle :: kirixchi /things to do ::buy textbooks ::think about buying something to go clubbing::nice shoesies ::good pair of :: fanfiction.net :: asianavenue :: anipike :: vogue :: not martha :: carrotbox :: megatokyo :: /pretty artistic sites ::paper places :: touchstone :: tasty graphite :: day dreamer /helpful sites :: html goodies :: blogskins :: colorizer /other awesome sites :: katsudon :: fairy tale :: paul frank :: fenya ///cliques: drop a visit to sweatdrop inc. drop me an email blogskins 
 I © Robin [tithe] 
![[Powered by Blogger]](http://buttons.blogger.com/bloggerbutton1.gif){kind=small}
|