Tuesday, December 3, 2002

I feel kind of guilty. Thirty minutes after arriving for work, I claimed a state of un-wellness to take off. I guess I could have told Chief-san that I had something important to do, but that would've been a flat-out lie while I had been feeling slightly icky that morning, and considering going home early anyway. So it was only a very unconvincing half-lie.

Donny and I ended up going to check out the hotel that he's taking his LSATs at, and then to Morning Glory so I could buy some star paper, never mind the fact that I can't fold them for shit. We also drove around for 15 minutes, trying to find a McDonalds so I could satisfy my craving for fries.

While there, some random people our age went up to this bum sitting at one of the tables and gave him some McDonalds gift certificates before leaving. It was really very awesome of them to give like that without even being asked... it would've been much more heart-warming if I didn't see the bum getting more excited by the petty change he got after purchasing food he didn't even touch, or see him pour out vodka from his bag while the soda sat dejectedly on a corner of his table.

We hung out at Borders for a while, and I got home at my usual time. Eh, what a waste. Especially considering I can't use any sick time while I'm under work study so I lost out on five hours of pay. =P Well, no use in regretting it now.

Having a computer again is great, but I realize it is possible to live without it consuming all of my time. So I'll go now.... I have to study for tomorrow (vocab quiz and part I of a written final) and write my personal statement as well. Tomorrow is the last chance I have to talk to the professor this year so I can't procrastinate anymore. Hm... I was told recently that he's gay. A waste if it's true. He was one of the two fuckable professors that Tiff and I came up with a while back (the other one, we knew he was gay back then. damnit). Of course, he won that title only due to personality. ^_^ He's so sarcastic and funny, without the mean edge.

06:12 p.m. †

Sunday, December 1, 2002

Hope everyone in the U.S. had a happy Thanksgiving. ^_^ Man, my family is getting more normal every year. It used to be that Mom went to a friends' house for dinner, or was in Korea for some reason or another, and us kids ended up eating Yoshinoya (the only place open) or cup ramyun. But like last year, we did the whole turkey and mashed potatoes thing. It was pretty good although I think ham would've been better. Mom called from Korea (some things never change) to make sure we were doing okay.

I didn't bother to take my books home, despite having two tests tomorrow and two finals later on in the week, and spent most of my time vegetating. Aside from rewatching some anime and new DVDs that aren't worth mentioning, I saw the extended LotR: Fellowship of the Ring. And I guess I'll join the legions of fangirls that think Legolas is pretty gorgeous... he looks so, so, SO clean-cut that you'd think Orlando Bloom is a natural blond. ^_^ And I've always been partial to the archers in fantasy games/books; bows and arrows are the old-school guns.

I also saw HP and the Chamber of Secrets. I wasn't expecting much, since I thought the first movie was the most boring thing ever. But amazingly enough, I was the only one of the group that didn't think it was a corny, laggy waste-of-three-hours. Okay, I did think it was extremely corny and as always, I wanted to smack all the Gryffyndors but it was still entertaining (though I wouldn't want to see it again anytime soon... it's so freakin' LONG). Draco Malfoy is still the cutest, but he's still a dumbass so Snape remains my favorite character. I wish they didn't make him so greasy-looking. >_<

Hm. HP-mania seems to have died down a lot from last year. Maybe in a couple years, I can get into it again. It's stupid, but I lost all interest in the books once they contracted the movie and all the hype started (which is why I only read up to book two). I hate liking things everyone else is into; it makes me feel like some mindless sheep that just goes along with whatever everyone else likes or is told to like. Which is why I stopped liking Shinhwa so much after their second album and started getting into Sechskies, who soon broke up following the waning of their popularity. And I wrote mostly about Shunnie and started to like him best because there were way too many Hoon-fans out there (you know who you are!). I think I try too hard to be different. Sign of immaturity, I'm sure.

I finally went to the optometrist to get an eye exam and to order more contacts. My right eye got 1/4th of a degree worse. x_x Okay, that doesn't sound so bad, but considering how poor my vision is already, it's horrid. I should stop reading so much. Or at least use better lighting when I do.

08:46 p.m. †

Monday, November 25, 2002

I was thinking of things I want yesterday, what with Christmas coming up, and my list was really freakin' long for someone who claims not to be materialistic. Of course, that long list can be condensed into a mere three categories: anime, books, and manga. Oh and stuff I've lost/broken and haven't bothered to replace. It's sad to think that I won't get any of the stuff on my list. Not to sound ungrateful, but gifts I receive usually make me think "Have you really known me for (insert # of years)? How can you possibly think I'd like this? Do you know me at all?"

Of course, they could be thinking the same about the crap I end up getting them. --;; I think I try harder than they do though. I mean really, I made clear my fear and disgust of those two naked angel babies you see on posters and such. And I get a stationery set with them on it! I'd prefer to get nothing, thanks.

Hm. What should I get for my boss? Any suggestions what's an appropriate gift for a male in his late-20s? Chief-san is so cool (unless he found my blog despite me telling him not to look for it, in which case he SUCKS!). I told him a while back how my laptop died, and today he brought in his old computer (complete with monitor though I need to get a keyboard) for me to have! It can't be that good but as long as it works, I'm better off than I was before. ^_^

Anyway, after reading Max's fairy tale, I couldn't resist doing one, too.

FAIRY TALE

nce upon a time there has a young LOAFER named SEISHIROU-SAN. He was SWIFTLY PASTING in the SEXY forest when he met PRETTY SUBARU-KUN, a run-away GOVERNMENT ASSASSIN from the SHINY Queen SOOJI.

SEISHIROU-SAN could see that PRETTY SUBARU-KUN was hungry so he reached into his TUPPERWARE and give him his COOL TACOS. PRETTY SUBARU-KUN was thankful for SEISHIROU-SAN's TACOS, so he told SEISHIROU-SAN a very BOUNCY story about Queen SOOJI's daughter GRACE. How her mother, the SHINY Queen SOOJI, kept her locked away in a HIGH-RISE protected by a gigantic POKEYPINE, because GRACE was so MEAN.

SEISHIROU-SAN BOOED. He vowed to PRETTY SUBARU-KUN the GOVERNMENT ASSASSIN that he would save the MEAN GRACE. He would SIGH the POKEYPINE, and take GRACE far away from her evil mother, the SHINY Queen SOOJI, and GLOMP her.

Then, all of the sudden, there was a SMALL PEE and PRETTY SUBARU-KUN the GOVERNMENT ASSASSIN began to laugh. With a puff of smoke he turned into the gigantic POKEYPINE from his story. SHINY Queen SOOJI DIED out from behind a BALLOON and struck SEISHIROU-SAN dead. In the far off HIGH-RISE you could hear a MOO.

THE END.

Make your own Fairy Tale at fuali.com

NOOOO! Seishirou-san, why must you always die? *weeps*

02:52 p.m. †

Sunday, November 24, 2002

Hey, jekki girl's back to blogging! o_o Good thing I have so much time to screw around on the Net, or I never would've known.

I've had so much dreams about murder this past quarter. Even a cute CCD one involved a death threat to Nokoru, which Suoh was trying to protect him from. I really should stop reading the textbook right before going to bed. But then, I'm usually a spectator to the crimes and never in personal danger, so I wouldn't call them nightmares, although I've woken up in cold, half-dried sweat more than a few times.

Yesterday's dream was one in which I was walking in a bad neighborhood, and spotted four guys ganging up on a screaming, struggling young lady. I pulled out a gun and fired twice into the air, trying to scare them off. They hustled her (now unconscious and completely nude, just like in those slides shown Friday of battered, multilated, naked corpses that were the victims of sexual assault) into a SUV. I ran up before they could drive off, pointing the gun directly at the one holding her and telling him to let her go. He looked into my eyes, saw that I was no threat and laughed, daring me to shoot him. And I couldn't.

That kind of pisses me off. It's a freakin' dream and I can't shoot someone to possibly save another life. Damn society and religion for instilling the belief that human life is precious so deeply that even in my subconscious, the act of physically injuring someone is undoable.

02:34 p.m. †

Thursday, November 21, 2002

When I was young, I wanted to be a CIA agent the way some boys wanted to be astronauts. Hours spent pretending, but never a real career choice. I equated CIA with government assassins, and it seemed like such a cool thing to do. ^_^ It's probably why I'm so dreadfully attracted to the Sakurazukamori, whether it's Seishirou or Subaru. Hell, even Setsuka (Sei-san's mom) fascinates me. Geh, let me take a minute to drool over some Sakurazukamori Subaru pics.

Anyway. Getting back on topic. Recently, I was considering joining the CIA for real. I mean, why not? They look for all sorts of people, and government jobs offer good benefits. It's something to think about.

I have a hard time remembering Japanese words, unless I pick it up in anime. It's so much easier memorizing words and their meanings when a sexy seiyuu says it. *sighs wistfully and runs through Seishirou's lines in head* I've been lucky so far, but the latest chapter is full of unfamiliar adjectives and nouns. Ah well.

My closet and work area is organized, so I'm feeling pretty good. If only I could watch some anime (it's been over three weeks!), get over my writer's block, and finish my personal statement, things would be perfect. I'm as close to happy as I can get. Of course I'm not sure how happy that is...

c-s: You're bipolar. Only you're never really excited. Just at the low end.
me: Wouldn't that just be depressed?
c-s: I guess so.

01:38 p.m. †

Tuesday, November 19, 2002

Whee, Photoshop is fun. Even though the more I use it, the more I realize how little I know of it. 10% would be a generous estimate. It took me forever to manipulate the CCS image (two images, actually, blended to one) into something pretty, because I didn't know what I wanted to do to it. And I stupidly didn't think of making use of the layers function until my third time starting over. Geh, I'm an idiot. Would people be annoyed by bg music playing? I want to embed the "Catch You, Catch Me" midi. It's been a constant fav since I first heard it two years ago. ^_^

11:05 a.m. †

Saturday, November 16, 2002

Fulawar, my condolences... I hope your father recovers soon. I'm not sure how close your relationship is with him, but it's always scary when a parent suddenly becomes fallible, human, and weak.

This girl was talking on the phone the other day, her voice babyish while she said stuff like, "I'll be late coming home today, Mommy." Then, she'd phone her friend and talk normally. Chief-san said how cute she sounds on the phone with her mom and I agreed that you'd never guess she was a college student while privately thinking how freakin' scary it sounded.

Maybe I'm just a bitter old maid. I don't think babies are incredibly special either. I cringe inwardly when proud parents introduce me to their rugrats and I'm expected to lavish praise. Not that I hate kids, like some of my friends believe. I just don't think youth automatically qualifies one to be liked. I think precocious kids who are mature and intelligent for their age are cute. ^_^

Megan Mullally (Karen from Will and Grace) was at Borders yesterday, singing with her band and signing autographs afterwards. I was hoping she'd do the laugh, but she didn't. *sigh* Disappointment. But the songs were pretty good, and I was impressed with her vocal skills. Gah, this entry is totally fragmented.

Nahmool, if you're waiting for the new Hoonie layout from me before you archive, you might be waiting a long, long time. I can, however, set you up with a Card Captor Sakura one pretty quickly, if you feel like breaking the trend. Or maybe some nice person who isn't too lazy to search for Hoonie pics will make you one?

03:46 p.m. †

Wednesday, November 13, 2002

Donny's trying to convince me to go out-of-state for law school and to share an apartment with him. Although Boston College sounds interesting (only because he mentioned it was Catholic), (1) I like CA, (2) miracles aside, I won't get in because of its high-ranking status and (3) I couldn't afford it anyway.

The guest speaker today talked about a guy convicted of voluntary manslaughter. He confessed to murdering his girlfriend and having sex with her corpse on tape, but under such conditions that it might have been fabricated due to coercive pressure from police. He later retracted and there were conflicting evidence between what was found and what he said to support his claim. Hm... criminal law seems more fascinating every day. Actually, the psychological aspects are fascinating. I'd aspire to become a psychiatrist but it'd be for the purely selfish reason of entertaining myself and people who need counseling are fucked up enough without me playing with their heads.

Haven't done a survey in a while. So here goes. Taken from Linna-san's blog.

01. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? Lately... 5:30 - 7 a.m. On weekends, 8-ish. I've just recently become a disgusting morning person. No idea why; I no longer have to be at work by 8 like I did the past two years. o_o
02. IF YOU COULD EAT LUNCH WITH ONE FAMOUS PERSON, WHO WOULD IT BE? Someone still living. Eating with a cadaver would kill my appetite. Good table manners is a plus. In other words, I can't think of someone specific right now.
03. GOLD OR SILVER? Definitely silver.
04. WHAT WAS THE LAST FILM YOU SAW AT THE CINEMA? A Walk to Remember, which sucked because it was so sappy. I rarely go to theaters now.
05. FAVORITE TV SHOW? Used to be that I couldn't miss new episodes of The Simpsons, Futurama, and Friends. I don't watch TV anymore. Like, at all.
06. WHAT DO YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST? If I eat, same thing I'd have for any other meal; not a fan of "breakfast" foods.
07. WHAT WOULD YOU HATE TO BE LEFT IN A ROOM WITH? Toxic fumes. Or maybe snoring people. Snores drive me crazy, even when I'm not trying to sleep.
08. CAN YOU TOUCH YOUR NOSE WITH YOUR TONGUE? No.
09. WHAT INSPIRES YOU? Hell if I know. I used to write fluffy humor stories when I was depressed. Just to be contrary.
10. WHAT'S YOUR MIDDLE NAME? My Korean name.
11. BEACH, CITY, OR COUNTRY? City.
12. SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter. I like layering up in long sleeves, sweaters and overcoats, and donning scarves and gloves.
13. FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Coffee or strawberry Haagen Daas. ^_^
14. FAVORITE TIME OF DAY? Dusk.
15. FAVORITE COLOR? Right now? Chocolate brown/amber — the colors of Momiji-kun, Seishirou-san, and Crawford-san's eyes. *^_^*
16. FAVORITE CAR? Don't have one.
17. FAVORITE SANDWICH FILLING? For the square sliced bread, honey ham. For subs, pastrami. Both with provolone cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, and the like.
18. TRUE LOVE? *blink* Do I want it? Do I believe in it? I don't get the question.
19. WHAT CHARACTERISTICS DO YOU DESPISE? Despise is such a strong word. Dislike? Hypocrisy. Inability to grasp the difference between sound logic and something that just "seems right" (but often isn't). Fickleness. Stupidity. Religious dogmatism. Unbudging closed-mindedness. Bleeding-heart liberalism. Etc.
20. FAVORITE FLOWER? I'll say sakura, just because. =P
21. IF YOU HAD A BIG WIN IN THE LOTTERY, HOW LONG WOULD YOU WAIT TO TELL PEOPLE? Family, as soon as I make sure I did win. Others, only if they ask me if I won the lottery.
22. FIZZY OR STILL WATER AS A DRINK? Fizzy water? WTH?
23. WHAT COLOR IS YOUR BATHROOM? White or a reasonable facsimile thereof.
24. HOW MANY KEYS ON YOUR KEY RING? Three. Two more when I go home though I never end up using them.
25. WHERE WOULD YOU RETIRE TO? I hope I'll be dead by the time I'm forced to retire ("hi, my name is pokey and i'm a workaholic"). So, either a coffin or an urn.
26. CAN YOU JUGGLE? The talent has skipped me.
27. FAVORITE DAY OF THE WEEK? Friday. Two free days coming up and more productive than most Saturdays or Sundays.
28. RED OR WHITE WINE? Neither.
29. WHAT DID YOU DO FOR YOUR LAST BIRTHDAY? Went to Vegas.
30. DO YOU CARRY A DONOR CARD? I would if I had one.

Chief-san is into geocaching. Interesting, that.