I loved your memo, btw...

''It's not a memo, it's a mission statement.''

Saturday, July 12, 2003

[Listening to Skye Sweetnam, "Billy S," Michelle Branch, "I'd Rather Be In Love," & Liz Phair, "Why Can't I"]
Since I was too tired to post my day yesterday, I'll do it now.

The day started with registering. I ended up switching my whole schedule... which is quite bad at this time because all my classes are full. I was so naive when I registered at orientation. I fixed it up good, but the thing is... I accidently dropped Critical Thinking thinking I could get one at another time, only to find out the other one requires some other requirement group I don't fix in. Shucks.

Anyways, I ended up with a schedule that includes "Introduction to Astronomy." Although I don't like telling people because they like warning me and putting me down for taking risks, I like to tell them that it's my life and I want to experience new things. Who's to say I won't like something if I don't try it.

Rushing from my noon-ish registering, I raced to Marie Callender's to dine at the patio with my aviator glasses buddy. The onion rings (courtesy of the MC at the mall... you don't have to pay extra like the other MCs) weren't as good. Maybe it's because I was starving and I gobbled everything down that I felt like throwing it up afterwards. Hmm.. These are times I will truly miss and I will forever cherish. I can only selfishly hope that there will be more of these precious moments before I must fly off to the great unknown of "call-ledge." We even found some "Kit's Surprise" buttons from the American Girls novels.. and found time to see what clothes we can't buy from GAP.

Later in the afternoon, I met up with my two amigos to go see "Legally Blonde 2: Red, White, and Blonde starring Reese Whitterspoon."

Little did I know this included eating dinner with them. Huh.. they wanted to eat PHO, which I rarely touch unless it's at VeggieLife and even then, I'm not crazy about it. Lucky me, that I ate at MC before hand.. just like 2 hours before. Still, they didn't believe me. Argh, this led to some heated arguments. Anyways, we ended up at this Thai restaurant where I tried the "Sweet rice and mango... MUST TRY!!!!!!!!!!!!" (as the menu stated). It was nice. I was more full and I felt sick that I was eating so much in such a short period of time.

Back to "Legally Blonde 2: Red, White, and Blonde starring Reese Whitterspoon," it's not a big deal but I want to make it a big deal because this super rude bitch who needs to get an attitude adjustment named Michelle Y_ at the Edwards Renaissance on Main Street said to me "You don't need to say at that." Excuse me, I can say whatever I want. I can call it "Legally Blonde 2: Red, White, and Blonde starring Reese Whitterspoon, Sally Field, Luke Wilson, and Regina King" if I wanted to. Go shove a broom up yours, Michelle. And your rude attitudey face too! You know what, don't work there if you don't like movies. Go work at Golden Carp in Chinatown.

The movie taught me to speak up and I did. On my blog.

What surprised me the most was that I actually bought something expensive. I bought a shirt from Urban Outfitters. I've been there like 2 years ago but found that I couldn't fathom spending $24 on a neat t-shirt. They still have them... same design, but I didn't buy them. I bought a nice yellow one on the sale rack for $14.99 plus tax. I don't get what it means but I like the design and color. I was hesistant at first, but once I felt the soft fabric touch lightly against my skin in the "urban fitting room," I knew it was for me. Roarrrrrrrrrrrr! So I charged it cos I was broke.

There are times that I feel some friends say some really mean things to me. I don't know if I'm easily offended or I'm uncomfortable.. but I know that's not what friends are for. I certainly know that I don't do so.. and even though I recipocate the resentment and meaniness sometimes, I just want to see how THEY FEEL. It only means they accuse me of being the nasty person I am even more. Okay, I don't know where I'm going with this.. but I feel so uncomfortable sometimes.

Call this a case of "Excess Baggage" and label me as the poor, confused little boy who has been emotionally wounded. Just joking. :P

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