This week is almost over, and it has been a blast. I'm sure next week will be ridiculously hard for me, but I am enjoying this feeling as long as I can.

I'm at IHOP right now with daikenkai and we're just studying. I'm taking a break as she is working diligently, and very efficiently if I might add! The Christmas music is already draining for me to hear. Our waitresses are freakin' awesome because this is the second time we've had them.

There a lot of tests coming up and final projects due, but I feel like I'm appropriating my time wisely. Things are consistently looking up, and I can't pinpoint why. I'm fine not having a good reason. It isn't because I'm in a relationship because I'm still single. I'm a little happy for that too!

I sometimes get bummed I don't have a boyfriend because holidays suck without someone to cuddle with. If only... but oh well!

I need to start a Christmas list because a lot of people have been asking me about what I want. I wish I could actually come up with something that wouldn't make them broke. Ooh, holidays, how I love and hate you!

Today felt like a fantastic day. It wasn't too cold and it wasn't too hot outside. I just wanted to pay down and crush some leaves and enjoy the sounds of nature.

Alas, last night my flash drive broke. Thank goodness Anna had gotten me a new one. I would be so screwed right now! However, I did lose the homework I worked very hard on to catch up in my Writing for Mass Media class, so that was very disheartening. I somehow woke up feeling fantastic and went through the day with a skip in my step!

Gina, who is the bomb at making scarves, is working on mine now. I was worried that my request would keep being shoved to the bottom of her order list since I'm family. I was mistaken! Hooray!

I'm not really sure why today feels so great, but I'm not complaining. Life is awesome and I want everyone else to feel awesome. I even almost got hit on the highway, but I brushed it off.

My house actually feels colder than it was outside. I'm not sure how that worked out, but I'm shivering a bit. I'm waiting for someone to get home so I can eat because I'm really hungry. I get nervous on what to eat because I need to lose weight for my sister's wedding! Even though it's about a year and a half away, I need to make sure I'm a good weight to look good for this awesome day.

I hope everyone has a great day because who shouldn't?

I'm here in the hospital with my dad. He's had a few issues with his heart, and this is the second day I'm staying here.

Andrew was nice enough to let me borrow an air mattress, but the room we're in has a ridiculous amount of pillows.

Air mattress > Fitted sheet > 4 pillows > Flat sheet > Me > Blanket

I slept very well. My mom even called and said I sounded well rested. Indeed I was!

This whole experience with my dad was a little frightening for me. The rest of my family was very cool about it, including dad. I was freaked out because this made me realize that my dad isn't super human. He's been a lot weaker lately, and it shows me that he isn't shoving me away when he needs help anymore.

Last month or so, my dad bought a crate of some aloe vera drinks for me (I highly recommend it!). My mom had me run out to the car to get them from him, so of course I did. A few months ago, my dad would have stolen them out of my hands and said, "NO! I can get it!" and we'd have a fake fight over it. When I brought the crate to the kitchen counter, my dad simply said, "Thank you."

Now, anyone else would take this as, "You're welcome kbai!" I was pretty bummed about it. I love helping my dad, but I almost enjoyed the arguments we would have.

Yesterday when I was on campus, people I hadn't seen in a year or so appeared into my life. It was a bad day to ask how I was, because I was on the verge of tears all day. I wanted to be at the surgery with my dad, and my uncle, mom, and sisters kept asking when I would be there. They weren't stressed, it was just a general question. It didn't cause me distress, but I kept thinking, "I really wish I was there right now."

So since Thursday afternoon, I've been here. The internet sucks. Homework is impossible. I'm very behind in school.

The bonding with my dad is awesome. We've talked about a lot of things I didn't think we would talk about. Usually when he comes home, we just joke around and do really stupid things, like laugh at my antics. I usually never talk about my ex-boyfriends to him, but I've already told him about three.

I'm convinced my dad is OK with me being single because no guy is gonna replace his little baby's Superman. He insists on doing EVERYTHING for me still, even though I picked up his stubbornness.

Homework bound tomorrow!

Bonne anniversaire, moi!

I wasn't sure if this year was going to be a better birthday than last year, but we somehow managed it!

I'm single, but that's fine with me! I almost preferred it that way this year.

Today started out with a lot of phone calls of "Happy birthdays" that woke me up, but that didn't bother me for once. I was deaf because I just woke up, but I don't think many people said more than well wishes. Thank you again!

I went to class and I don't even remember what happened in French. I realized not many people come to French on Fridays, because it's the only class for a lot of people. Shoot, even I don't come every time. We didn't do much, but at the end everyone said happy birthday, but our teacher corrected us to make us say it in French. Silly!

After class, I had to run up north to hang out with my sisters. I was hungry. "Oh no, do I go up there, not eat until dinner, or take a detour and speed?"

As an Asian in a Honda, I'm pretty sure I was required to do the latter.

When I finally got there, we head over to Gourmet Yarn Co. to fulfill our old-woman needs. Gina is much better at crocheting than I am, so I bought yarn for her to work with. She also just enjoys it more than I do.

We then went to MetroShoe Warehouse because Anna needed new shoes, but my birthday gift was new TOMS! My poor pair that was autographed by Jason Mraz is horribly beaten up now. Everyone is aware that I need new TOMS. Well... I have them!

The Cheesecake Factory does not give free cheesecake for birthdays, so I do not recommend them. Otherwise, their food is good.

My dear friend, Logan, was hosting a benefit concert for Invisible Children, STAND, and a few other African based benefit organizations. It was a lot of fun, but I felt old. I turned 20 today, and everyone there was in high school. He sang happy birthday to me from the stage, and I basically loved him even more than I already do.

Jason Mraz also sent me a sweet happy birthday message, but I'll save that for myself.

I love my life! I need to be in this little hippie stage more often.

I suck at this thing.

Hopefully, with more tests and papers coming up, I'll remember to update this.

This post will be very sad / emo, so I'll try to keep it short.

This school year has been horrible. I had to drop out of a class (Organic Chemistry 2!) and thought I would feel OK about it. In the end, I did not. It still bothers me that I couldn't do the course.

3 all-nighters in a row a 2 weeks of the most intense studying to get a failing grade?
OK, so the average was 54 out of 100 and I got above the average. Definitely not good enough.

I was cheated on.

I almost moved out several times. Some of those times were really my mother telling me to get out.

I almost lost my job.

I lost almost all of my money.

I remind myself that I'm not alone in this world. It was hard at times, because I definitely lost faith in humanity almost every other day. I would be raised to the heavens of happiness, but then brought down below the dirt to be reminded that things aren't peachy and perfect.

It didn't help that Seattle basically relocated its climate balloon and transferred it to Oklahoma and we had no sun for about 3 weeks.

Regardless of all the BS I went through, life has recently turned around. How? I'm not really sure, but things felt positive again. I'll just need to take it with stride and enjoy myself.

LOVE YOUR LIFE! Somehow, I'm loving mine right now.

My friends and I went to Six Flags yesterday as a much deserved break for the few of us that have been working constantly. Although the stop and go traffic made me want to throw up (which never happens since I have pretty good skillz for being able to read and handle the road) it was a pretty fantastic trip. There was a lot of screaming and my throat is still pretty dead. I probably scared a lot of people at work, so I luckily was thrown into the back to do some markdowns for the BIG SAAAALE! The downside? Instead of working with people, I worked with dust bunnies. Damn you and the fact these aren't cute and fuzzy!

We spent the entire day in Texas with some turkey leg, roller coasters, water rides ("It was like an entire pool was lifted out of the ground and THROWN AT ME!"), free food, and lots of laughs and stories to tell others. I drove home for the last hour and a half or two hours, and I was able to shorten it by 30 minutes. Destination = home.

Even though it was dark and impossible to see, I loved the drive. Everyone was sleeping (give or take Andrew by a few minutes) and I felt like I was just cruising by myself. I told them that Mraz was playing, so it'd be pretty mellow and everyone would probably knock out. I drove as smoothly as I could, but the wheel was really sensitive. When I tried to change songs, the car swerved a bit. Oops! There was only one time the swerve woke someone up, so I think it was a pretty successful end to the trip.

The break from normalcy was nice and I wish it could happen more often. Tonight I'm studying for a test I have to take by Friday morning and work is really piling on. Next week I actually maxed out in hours, and since Semi-Annual Sale floorsets are usually longer than actually listed, I'll probably be given too many hours and be paid overtime. Australia and Vegas, are you closer to me than I imagined? I should start a jar and place change in it!

Thanks to my turn of driving on I-35 North trying to get home (and before Andy decided he needed to throw up in Norman), I realized how badly I wanted to go on more drives like that. Whether there are other people with me, I don't really care. My mom said she even wishes I could travel like I want to, but she's scared for me since I'm a little Asian girl. She said she sometimes wished she could be a boy so she could do more things and feel safer, but alas, it isn't the case. I definitely know how she feels, but I know one day I'll get there! I loved the empty road and the feeling of just driving.

Gas, you terrible resource, why are you so expensive again. I would burn you like I should be burning calories if I didn't have to empty my bank account for you. You're like a terrible girlfriend that just uses me for my moolah. Or should I say boyfriend? I even drove home from Norman going 45 miles an hour to enjoy the scenery of... dark. I just like my hair blowing in the wind, like roller coasters!

I'm busy, busy, busy! And I love it!

Saturday was my cousin Andy's graduation dinner (CONGRATS AGAIN!) and it was a ton of fun. It was really awkward for Anna and me because it was the first time we'd ever been to a family event without either of our parents. We were able to leave when we wanted! It was probably the longest we'd ever stayed at a family event...

Anna and I also upgraded to the adult table! Aka generation gap table. There were adults, us, and then kids. Now we're the left-over table. Aw man... but it doesn't matter, because many laughs were shared. It was weird to talk about drinking at a family event. It was the underlying theme the whole time. My lack of a year being able to drink wherever I went (In the US OR UK) was a pretty good joke that kept coming back.

I realized I looove driving. I put 100+ miles on my car today alone and it felt great! I love having the wind blowing in my hair and blasting the music. I have some live concerts in my MP3 player going right now, so sometimes I get worried people hear screaming women from my car. I'm not a murderer! I'm just enjoying some Mraz, damn it.

Tonight I saw Terminator Salvation and ate dinner with Jonathan since I haven't seen him in such a long time. We both also realized during this nice meet that I went through way too much drama this past year. I'm a magnet to something that I'm not really enjoying right now... I told him I'm fine with being single forever, and he just laughed at me.

After getting to relax with him for four hours (good lord that's a long longer than it seemed!) I was able to sit here and appreciate how nice it is to have stable bridges with people from my past. Some of them are burned forever, and it's something I regret now. Even though this was a recurring, almost annoying theme in Terminator, it's true that people deserve second chances almost 99% of the time. There are people I met almost ten years ago and I wonder how they're doing now, but I know I will never get to talk to them again. Sometimes you run into people that you swear were out of your life for good, but then this small, small world has them reappear right before your eyes.

I love the feeling of being able to say hi to people on the street or randomly in the mall. The encounters are very important to me because it's reconnecting with them, even if it's only for a few minutes. I saw an old councilor at the mall, visited a friend's brand new house, ate dinner and a movie with an ex, and will be eating lunch with another friend tomorrow. I love the hugs, handshakes, laughs, and initial awkwardness to all of it. The friends I see all the time are very close to my heart, but the ones I don't see often are just as close. The bonds I made with others helped make me who I am today, so I see no regrets with anyone or anything. Thanks to all of you who I have met, online, in real life through school, work, and holding doors open. I hope I haven't cut you off on the road angrily, I was probably just speeding.

I'm going to enjoy my Diet Coke float now. I should make a Diet Sunkist float next time so I can freeze it and make a dreamsicle!

Oh, RockBand, why do you take so long to download songs? I finally caved in and bought a wireless adapter, but I don't have the patience for you!

The end of the semester sucked, but it's over. This will hopefully be my worst year and can just shove it aside and almost act like it didn't happen. Grades came out, and it was what I was expecting. Good or bad, you ask? Well... :]

I actually didn't like the end of the semester because it meant I was bored out of my mind. It was stupid because a lot of my friends were all bored in the day, but did something at night. Can they not understand that being lazy around the house is energy draining? I'm old! I can't do that shit at night! No parties for me... I guess no Starbucks either!

I had my first day of no caffeine on accident a few days ago, and talk about a mistake. I went to bed thinking, "Man, I've had a really bad headache all day-- OMG I've had no caffeine!" and I think the shock knocked me out. It used the last of my energy of the day.

The other night at work was the first time I worked OVER my said schedule time! Instead of 6-midnight, I did 5:30-3! EPIC! :[

Westmoore's graduation was tonight, but I working. Apparently they had a jumbotron and it was televised! What the heck?! I was part of the 20th Anniversary, and I didn't get anything cool like that. Stupid Westmoore, trying to shard to be the "bestmoore."

I also found out there's a school in Melbourne, Australia that has PR classes! Studying abroad, anyone? I'm going to start saving money for it now! Donations, pleeease?

I made a big mistake by taking the offer of a free Double Shot from Starbucks today. It tasted fantastic and I was very happy with it because I woke up a lot earlier than usual and it's a Monday. I was still falling asleep in Organic Chemistry, so I decided that getting my normal coffee would be good too.

I had 7 shots of espresso within 2 hours? 3 hours maybe?

I was still tired. If anything, my body didn't know what to do with all of this caffeine and it was trying to crash all day. I'm exhausted, and it's only 9:45. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with myself. I had a terrible nauseous feeling in my throat all day and the worst headache I've felt in a long time. After telling my mom that nothing sounded appealing for dinner, she came with a very good solution:

Mom: What about soup? Something from Dot Wo?
Me: I don't care for soup... sorry.
Mom: Pho? Does Pho sound good?

So thanks to my stupidity, my mom, dad, Anna, Bryan, and I all went out to eat Pho. It was delicious and it helped my poor, confused body. I got a honeydew smoothie and it went fantastic with the ride home.

My car is in the shop, and so is Anna's now. Anna had some difficulty with the window, and we found out something is broken inside. Somehow the repairs to fix that tiny gear in Anna's car is the exact same as the cost to replace my bumper and hood?!

I'm still stranded at home, and I kind of wish I was in Norman studying so I wasn't alone. Mom is asleep because she's exhausted and I'm just chilling in the living room.

I received an email today from my Art Works director and she said I'm for sure working both sessions! I got an email earlier this morning saying some people might not get what they requested, so I was scared because I'm old. The usual counselor works from 13-15 years old. I'm, uhm, 19 and turning 20 this November. Crap.

Finals are coming! Maybe that's why I'm updating this again...

So I guess since the last time I updated, I went out with this terrible guy. I didn't realize how bad it was until we like... broke up. He was seriously awful and I'm glad it's over with. I turned into a terrible, pessimistic monster because of the way we broke up too. He decides to not call me ever again and unfriended me online. Way to be a man, man.

I recently met Jason Mraz and it was seriously the best experience of my life. Since it's really long, I'll just point you here since it'd basically be the exact same thing. I elaborate more in the comments too. I'm probably going to write an entry just for myself because it's gonna turn into a ramble that I'm sure everyone won't want to see.

I got in a car accident. Technically, this past week has been best and worst of my life.

Monday: quiz and a ton of work at Victoria's Secret
Tuesday: quiz
Wednesday: test and JASON MRAZ!
Thursday: test
Friday: test and CAR ACCIDENT!

Ok, so really, it should have been the worst, but Jason Mraz made up for it. Crazy? Probably.

I put everything as friends only so far because I got really paranoid. I'll probably make it friends only completely again if I remember to ever update this again.

My mom and I had a discussion about why we're tired. She justified her tiredness with old age (she isn't that old) and I told her I'm a student.

"Even if you're a student, it's not like you DO anything. And you sleep a lot! I don't get it..."

Well... crap.

School has been wearing me out and it's just draining in general. I have relatively easier classes, but I still feel exhausted a lot. I run on coffee and caffeine, even though I know that's bad for me. I do what I can to survive, obviously.

Spring Break is coming and Anna's going to be going out of town. I'm supposed to be working a lot, so that's a perk, in a way. I can foresee this break being really relaxed, but pretty lonely at the same time. Maybe Greg and I can squeeze some time in together.

Mom's kinda right. I sleep a lot, but I am exhausted. 9 hours of sleep is probably too much...

Gina also made me feel better about what I do with my free time. Gina looks at pens while I uhm... shop. I lucky don't buy things often, but good gracious. Maybe I'll be eating my words later (yum!) and find some pens I like myself!

Well, this is a bad time to write an entry because Lent just started and I had forgotten, but was thankfully reminded by Nam. I guess I'm giving up cussing again this year since last year failed so miserably. It ended so fast for me, I told people I didn't even both to participate.

Monday was a train wreck. I woke up late, decided to be "late" to my Psychology class, but was actually an hour behind in my head, so I was actually late for my Theater class. Great, I miss 2 out of 4 classes. Then I'm running into this class and miss a huuuge chunk of notes even though Stuart said I barely missed anything. He had a whole page written already, so I'm worried. I run back to my car, drive back to Oklahoma City for my check up that is about three weeks late on my knee.

Good news, or bad news? There isn't any good news. Well... that was fast.

The bad news is that even after doing the workouts for my knees, they got worse. "You'll need an MRI, and that might lead to surgery if I'm right about what's going on with you."

Ugh, what the heck. MRI is scheduled for tomorrow and the surgery isn't major, but it's stupid. It's so frustrating that I did the work to prevent the surgery, and I guess I did it wrong because now I'm tearing cartilage. I hate you, knee.

I didn't even go to my last class of the day because I was going to be late since doctors take forever. 1 out of 4 classes? 25% of my school accomplished for a day. Then I went to work, so in reality, I DID end up driving back to Norman. 80+ miles on the car in one day when it's usually only 30? Yesssss.

Then I work more Tuesday. Yesssss. Run in late to Mass Communication. Uh... I don't like this trend.

HOWEVER, Monday night is when all heck broke loose in my head. "Hey, Jason Mraz updated his tour! OMG he's coming to Tulsa?! Pre-sale at 10AM on TUESDAY!!"

Anna bought me tickets since I'm poor and desperate.

3rd row, April 29th, 2 hours away, and ditching school to go. Got the green light from mom since there are no tests on those days and teachers have already assured me there is no problem with my absences.

Oh, the emotions on Monday killed me. The slight mention of it to anyone, I was beaming and could hardly speak. I'm so giddy about it, and I can barely contain it.

That's how I feel about this week and the upcoming weekend. This has been, easily, the worst week of the new year. Luckily, it is still a very fresh year, so the rest of it won't amount to what it was like for me and the past few days. I've been able to see a positive side to everything lately, but this week it was very hard and almost came down to a few meltdowns. I overcame! I passed it! And then something else would come along and punch me in the non-existent dick.

I feel awful for my friends that had to deal with me these past few days and especially one in particular that I fought with constantly and basically turned insane towards. It was awful and I apologized to everyone I treated poorly, and luckily they all understood. Girly week #1, dominated.

This weekend will ensure crap because I had to cancel every plan I had made. I have to read like crazy for school and I now have a 6A-noon shift on Sunday. Homework is starting to pile in and the need for a speed reading class is starting to unveil itself to me.

In gist, this week sucked. I didn't want to write it out because it consisted of, "I fought with so-and-so again, I'm poor, I have a lot of homework" etc for 4 days straight. It's all over, so I now have some alone time and work to look forward to. I'm finally back on the work schedule, so this is going to be looking good.

I worked a six and a half hour shift yesterday, and it felt good until the last hour and a half when my feet realized they hurt a lot. I got a lot of compliments on how I looked, but it was a little sad when people kept saying, "Your boyfriend is sooo lucky!"

"Yeah he's lucky, but he doesn't really exist?"

Another thing that happened was a missed call from my mom. She said she and dad went out and had pho for dinner, but by the time I called back, they were done. She told me to pick up food on the way home. I thought I'd make it easier on myself and just put a Lean Cuisine in the microwave.

Omg, alone on Valentine's Day, worked 6 1/2 hours, and now eating a Lean Cuisine all by my lonesome? My God, I'm so alone.

But I didn't mind, because I actually felt really good in the end. Kicked my shoes off, plopped onto the couch, and told my parents about the craziness of some customers.

"I want something disgustingly sexy."
"I need a, uhm, I dunno this is weird, a garter belt..."
"I need the best push up you've got! I want my boobs basically suffocating me!"
"I just want some pants."

Tonight here's a meeting, and thankfully, I get something for free. Actually, this is by far the most free stuff we've gotten in a LONG time. I smell freakin' fantastic all the time thanks to the nonstop fragrances we're given.

I also realized I get really pissed when people don't do their shit. Not just their own stuff, but ANY at all. There were so many people in the store, and I guess a girl's friends came in to hang out with her. He suggested she get back to work since it was packed, and she had the nerve to say, "Naw, they've got this." I almost said something, but it wasn't worth it. It just frustrates me when people don't do anything and expect other people to do it. I knew I was doing my job, so I left and continued to do my thing.

I hope everyone had a good Valentine's Day and didn't feel too lonely if you didn't have anyone! Love yourself! Don't feel like you HAVE to be loving someone else right now.

The worst week of the new year is over, thank goodness. At least so far for the new year. Power goes out, car breaks down, miss tests, get a parking ticket, waste ridiculous amounts of gas, AND go totally broke? Shit.

I'm even job searching again. I'm keeping my job at Victoria's Secret because of the fantastic discount, but good lord, the pay isn't enough. Some friends don't understand this, but being poor is one of the most defeated feelings I've ever had. A lot of people I know are very fortunate and are basically banking and have been since birth and have never had to work. I feel inclined to work now and now I'm getting a second job.

This is a scary feeling. My mom keeps asking me if I've looked around at apartments and now it's just frustrating. At one point this week, she told me there's a chance that I can't move out for even a semester now. I was devastated and, I think rightfully, very upset. We got into a fight about it because of the reason why I can't go, but now she keeps asking "Have you looked at this apartments yet?"

Should I go and get my hopes up by being able to see myself in this new found home, but then have it taken from me if I can't actually live there? I asked her to go with me, but now she insists I go on my own time. Now when I look up apartments, I just get really upset because I want it so badly.

Besides all of this growing up business, I'm going to learn magic tricks so I can perform for kids at Art Works. If they think I'm being immature, I'm going to remind them that I'm twice their age and you're always allowed to have fun. Then I'll go back to feeling old again because some of these kids were born in 2000 or later. WTF, I was born in 1989 and these kids are Millennium kids?! UGH

Oh, and this week was International Condom Week (huh huh huh) and this happened in the Union today:

Dude 1: Hey, have a condom!
Me: Uh, I don't need one.
Dude 1: Oh hoho! I see how it is!
Me: No no, dude, I'm single.
Dude 1: Oh... shit!
Dude 2: DUDE, FUCK, I told you not to do that!

I feel like I should have taken one for their effort, but then it was just awkward.

Homework, school, blahblah, how lame!

Sometimes there are things that happen in your life that make you really think, "Wow, let's backtrack here, what just happened? I need to reevaluate this!"

I took about three surveys for psychology today to hurry up and get some points in for class. There were a lot of very personal questions, but I knew that going into these surveys. And I thought, "What the hell, it's all anonymous, right?"

In class, we talked about an experiment that seems to really be embedded into my brain. The Milgram experiment was to see how many people would listen to a scientist giving them orders, regardless of how they felt about giving a certain amount of volts into a person. It began with 15 volts for the first wrong answer on a little memory test the learner was taking, and the voltage continued to increase as he went on. 450 is lethal, but that's when it's over. The scientist tells people that the experiment will be null if they quit part way. Milgram, whose parents were both Jews during WWII and underwent similar torture situations, was wanting to prove that America in 1963 was different than the Nazi's in Germany. He expected one-in-a-million (or some number, whatever) to give the voltage of 450 and everyone else would tell the scientist to fuck off because of the cruelty.

50% of people were willing to kill the learner. That shocked me to my core. I asked my teacher what the point of the experiment was because it makes you lose faith in mankind realizing that people could just be told, "Hey, don't do that" and that's it. They'll continue to flip a switch that sends more and more jolts into a person's body. It was sick, and I was out of it for the rest of the day thinking about it. I told as many people as I could about it because it was so unreal to me.

One of the surveys I took was a little too personal. It asked you to rank these adjectives that it threw in front of your face and put on a scale of 1-7 how much it applied to you. Some of those words were killer and almost made you feel worse about yourself before you started. Then I sat back and realized how terrible the survey looked, but trudged on with a more positive outlook. Now that the survey is probably null due to the fact that it looks like one person started and another one ended, I can only sit back and hope that I get the credit for that hour I used up.

Wake up! Smell the coffee! (Mmm... coffee) Life is too short to mull over the fact that your hair looked like shit today. No one cared that the button on your coat was missing. Think of how big and glorious this world is and how it's amazing that you walk on this Earth and breathe the fantastic air all day and night long. Without all of these wonders of the world, we'd be dead already! The sun hasn't burnt out yet, the planets have lined up several times, and we're still here! Stop dreading 12-21-12. How many times have we been told the world is going to blow up? Has it yet? Take advantage of the time you've got now, if you're scared it'll all be gone soon.

Go tell that girl you think that she's super cute. Go tell that boy that he has a nice butt. Tell someone a book you think that they'll like. Enlighten someone! Give someone a high five-- those things are free! How often do you get free stuff anymore that's actually meaningful?

Food doesn't count.

Give a hug, a kiss, a candy bar, a Starbucks drink, anything! Spread your joy because I know you have it in you. I have faith in you to spread something (please not a disease!) out to the world so that everyone can see how wonderful of a person you are. YOU, not someone else.

Yesterday was a day that someone decided to toy with me and test my endurance. I barely slept Sunday night and Monday is by far the most excruciating day of the week for the entire semester. I got up early and went to Starbucks in hopes of staying awake, but I was already feeling kind of sick before even buying the drink. The drink didn't end up helping. I didn't make it to my first class and did errands instead. Every class felt like it was a lot longer than usual until I got to theater which was just canceled. "I had a three hour break already, now I have four?!" I don't live on campus, so what are you supposed to do?

I had 3 lunches.

I didn't eat every time, but goodness. It was a little overwhelming seeing so many people I hadn't seen in such a long time. "How're you"s, "Happy Lunar New Year"s, "I've missed you"s galore.

I was also tested on my endurance to see how much of an iron bladder I had! A lot of coffee with nonstop walking is not good for me.

I survived and thrived! However, I was late on meeting up with someone for the first time all day. Congrats to me! I commend myself.

All of my classes are going to be awesome. The group I ended up with for medical vocabulary is fantastic. I'm a baby in that class since I'm not an actual sophomore and that's a requirement. There are two seniors in my group, so they gave me survival tips.

"At one point, you won't give a fuck if you sleep in public."
Thanks! I'll keep that in mind.

I was going to go out and chill with friends last night, but my energy was dwindling fast when I sat in my car. My mom didn't seem to be in the best mood, so she probably wouldn't be happy hearing me say, "I'm leaving again, bye." I stayed home and had a lot of laughs with her, so it was all good in the end. I don't know why I worry about how I make my mom get into a better mood because it's really easy for me since I can be really stupid.

I talked to Gina last night and realized how I was falling asleep at the computer. The clock is reading 8:30, so that's embarrassing. Gina, however, leaves me to go to sleep. "Maybe I should sleep soon too."

Crawling into bed at 9 and finding something to watch was fruitless. It turned into an annoying feat since I was in a House mood and I couldn't find House on TV anywhere. I turned over and fell asleep.

I woke up at 8! 9:30P-8A! I missed a ton of emails and barely spoke to anyone and had to send a flurry of texts in the morning, but it felt fantastic.

Last week was a little ridiculous with all of the snow days we had. It was weird that the University of Oklahoma was closed for so many days since it usually never closes for anything. When we got back to school, there were still a lot of kids falling onto their butts. There were a lot of helping hands, but mainly friends pointing and laughing. Good thing none of that happened to me!

Gina's friend, Jasmine, got into a really bad wreck on one of the days last week. We all went over and gave her food and kept her company since she can't walk either. She's a lot like my sisters and I, so that was entertaining. It's like another sister all of a sudden! Her parents are very similar to ours too. Long lost family...?

Yesterday my sisters and I went to my grandpa's to celebrate the Lunar New Year. I got to hang out with my cousin Victor which is always fun. His parents have been really supportive and onlooking of my sisters and I after a lot of stuff happened in the family which can be an entire entry in itself*. I now have money which is awesome since I'm not working at all for a while. Luckily, part-time jobs don't count as real jobs, so I didn't have to hand out money this year. ... not yet at least :[

My friends are going to be receiving some envelopes this year because I think that a part-time job does count when it comes to friends. Family...that's too many. Very close friends? Perfect amount!

I'm snowed in and have been since yesterday afternoon. It isn't even snow since it's all ice. Oklahoma is even on CNN every now and then so they can show the world, "Look how unfortunate these little bastards are! Half of their state is covered in ice and the other half has field fires!"

Oklahoma is fucked.

There was a weather woman on some channel that said, "Warm front and cold front coming in at the same time is a very bad thing. That means, uhm... it means..." and I changed the channel assuming she wouldn't know what she was talking about once she collected her thoughts.

Yesterday, people were getting texts and calls throughout class telling us all classes after 1:30 PM were canceled. "Awesome!" I thought to myself. To my dismay, I forgot I had a 12:30-1:20 class. Great, I'm now part of the flood of kids driving home on the highway.

I also did not realize my driver side of the car was facing North. How long did it take to scrap off ice with no gloves and having used an ENTIRE CAN of de-icer? 30 minutes. I almost cried from the pain in my hands as I beat the shit out of my car to get rid of the inch thick layer of ice.

School was canceled for today and it's canceled tomorrow too. I'm sitting here waiting for emails to flood in from my teachers since I'm actually upset school is closed. It'd be nice to see friends, but they all live in Norman and no one is willing to drive ANYWHERE since it's all ice. You can't even have a snowball fight in this condition without possibly giving someone a concussion.

Tuesday was the first day school was in session at OU, and a lot of people didn't cancel class. Lucky for me I only have one class on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and it starts at 3PM.

I woke up early in the morning to get some coffee from Mark and chill with Tyler. I realized that I was already up at 7AM, so I should go visit my alma mater, Westmoore. I was planning on talking to a good old friend for about 30 minutes, visit another teacher, go to band to listen to a certain song "that's so good it makes people cry tears of joy," get lunch, go home, watch the Inauguration.

Of course, it's my life, and any plans I make never really pull through...

I talked to Mrs. Wojo for about 3 hours. We watched the Inauguration together on this portable TV that she's had since the 80's which had a screen size of 5 inches and was black and white. I was planning on watching it on an HDTV that was literally 10times the size of this little thing, but I was in good company.

I cried, because I'm a baby and have been waiting for this for so long. I remember when my sister did a paper on Barack Obama way back when he wasn't very popular, we both thought that this was a great guy. I remember having discussions in 2004 and his name being dropped, and a lot of us felt that 2008 would be too early for him to run. Would our nation be ready for this? Was the discrimination level in society low enough?

Apparently it is. Although there is a lot of hate towards him and dislike because of traditional reasons, he's sworn in (twice?!). As I stared at this popcorn embezzled 5 inch screen, terrified of the worst case scenario unfolding before my eyes, I couldn't help but cry knowing that we really did do it. I shook in my chair, shaking my leg up and down, hand over mouth, and glued to the screen.

I wasn't really glued because outside the Westmoore office windows, I saw kids walking by not giving a shit. Then I got aggravated, but brushed it off because that day was too good to get ruined by some dumbasses that are oblivious to the history that was made.

Enough about that! I'll cry like a baby again! School is good and classes seem pretty chill. One class that already bothers me is my Medical Vocabulary (wtf) class. There are group quizzes and I'm confused as hell about the homework. I'm not sure if we do it together or if it's independent. AND it's like, a late class with required attendance. Ugh.

For the most part, this semester is looking really promising. Fresh start, literally! I had changed majors and I already like how this one is looking. Hopefully it isn't just the feeling of something new that I'm liking. That'll mean I'll change majors every semester?

Aw shit!

Oh yeah, if you have the money to burn (literally), go buy a PS3 (I said literally) and get Little Big Planet! That is a great game and for those that have played any Rayman game with the Rabbids in it, you now know the noises I make while I mess up in Little Big Planet. I make those weird gurgling, growling noises. I know, what intimidating sounds...