the journal is back!
whee!
oh boy! oh boy!
Don't get *too* excited now.
hehe
Sunday, September 30, 2001
Monday, September 24, 2001
Sunday, September 23, 2001
Tuesday, September 18, 2001
Friday, September 14, 2001
Yes, the tragedy of the towers and the pentagon hurts.
What is hurting me more now is the way so many ignorant people just want to "get rid of them all." "Them" supposedly means those violent fanatics but the implied feeling is just to kill all Arabs. That in itself hurts and angers me. How can our country be full of such ignorant, racist people? Yesterday a man called the radio station calling for all of "them" to be shipped out of the US. After the Japanese internment 60 years ago you would think we would've learned.
With these things occurring, I'm starting to see the dark side of America and am wishing just a bit that I just lived somewhere else.
It's definitely a sad time.
What is hurting me more now is the way so many ignorant people just want to "get rid of them all." "Them" supposedly means those violent fanatics but the implied feeling is just to kill all Arabs. That in itself hurts and angers me. How can our country be full of such ignorant, racist people? Yesterday a man called the radio station calling for all of "them" to be shipped out of the US. After the Japanese internment 60 years ago you would think we would've learned.
With these things occurring, I'm starting to see the dark side of America and am wishing just a bit that I just lived somewhere else.
It's definitely a sad time.
Thursday, September 13, 2001
I feel more American and more love for my country than I have ever in my life time.
It is a time for mourning, and it is disheartening that someone would try so very hard to tear apart the foundation and freedom of our country.
My prayers are with our country and all its citizens.
These are the only feelings I can express in words...
It is a time for mourning, and it is disheartening that someone would try so very hard to tear apart the foundation and freedom of our country.
My prayers are with our country and all its citizens.
These are the only feelings I can express in words...
Monday, September 10, 2001
Met my mentor teacher today. It was okay but I just need to exude a little more confidence and uhh...personality i guess.
That and I need to make myself look at least 5 years older. She said "You look like a student." Ack!
Start the observing Wednesday. I'll be taking roll. Next week she mentioned something about me going over homework. Pray for me.
hehe
That and I need to make myself look at least 5 years older. She said "You look like a student." Ack!
Start the observing Wednesday. I'll be taking roll. Next week she mentioned something about me going over homework. Pray for me.
hehe
Saturday, September 08, 2001
Did you know...
[regarding cats]
Tortoise-shell males are rare ones. This is due to the fact that the genes controlling the particular colour-form are carried on the X chromosomes, the red gene on one and the non-red gene on the other. The catch is that only females have two X chromosomes, so only females can display the red plus non-red tortoise-shell combination. Males have instead one X chromosome and one small Y chromosome, which means that on their single X they carry either the red OR the non-red gene, but cannot have both. Therefore they are either all over red tabby or all over black.
Tortoise-shell males are occasionally born, but are always born sterile. (They develop with the combination XXY.)
and did you know...
[re cats again]
97% of orange tabbies are in fact male. Usually the females are calicos. For a female to be orange, dad has to be orange, and mom has to be orange (100% chance of passing the O gene) or tortoise shell (she then has a 50/50 chance of passing on the O gene.)
[regarding cats]
Tortoise-shell males are rare ones. This is due to the fact that the genes controlling the particular colour-form are carried on the X chromosomes, the red gene on one and the non-red gene on the other. The catch is that only females have two X chromosomes, so only females can display the red plus non-red tortoise-shell combination. Males have instead one X chromosome and one small Y chromosome, which means that on their single X they carry either the red OR the non-red gene, but cannot have both. Therefore they are either all over red tabby or all over black.
Tortoise-shell males are occasionally born, but are always born sterile. (They develop with the combination XXY.)
and did you know...
[re cats again]
97% of orange tabbies are in fact male. Usually the females are calicos. For a female to be orange, dad has to be orange, and mom has to be orange (100% chance of passing the O gene) or tortoise shell (she then has a 50/50 chance of passing on the O gene.)
Wednesday, September 05, 2001
I'm caught in the middle of an embittered battle between my mom and my aunt now. Why my mom has to pick fights with people in our family I'll never know, but why the hell do I always have to get dragged into it? shit.
Grant is my guardian angel. All he wants to do is take me away from all of this and make me happy. That was definitely the one thing I needed to hear tonight.
Grant is my guardian angel. All he wants to do is take me away from all of this and make me happy. That was definitely the one thing I needed to hear tonight.
Monday, September 03, 2001
Dammit. I hate feeling bitter and irratated and all this negative shit.
Tonight my mom decided to give away all her jewlery. First it was going to my aunt. Then I protested and so I was to take what I wanted. But being the goddamn fair person I am, I opted to wait for my sister and then we'd split it. Well, even though I got the nicest one of it all, I'm still super bitter because I wasn't aggressive enough and my sister ended up with all the nice shit. She has a majority of it all and now I'm so very bitter at it all.
I'm so bitter and mad at myself not only because I feel cheated and jipped but also because I know I shouldn't be this materialistic over such stupid things.
ARGH!!!
Tonight my mom decided to give away all her jewlery. First it was going to my aunt. Then I protested and so I was to take what I wanted. But being the goddamn fair person I am, I opted to wait for my sister and then we'd split it. Well, even though I got the nicest one of it all, I'm still super bitter because I wasn't aggressive enough and my sister ended up with all the nice shit. She has a majority of it all and now I'm so very bitter at it all.
I'm so bitter and mad at myself not only because I feel cheated and jipped but also because I know I shouldn't be this materialistic over such stupid things.
ARGH!!!
Besides the lingering Starbucks craving, I also have this great need to go travelling again. Not just travelling though, I reeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaally want to travel on a plane with someone I know, preferrably Grant. There's nothing like killing those 5+ hours with someone else. It sure as hell beats flying solo. That's the worst. So my sole reason for wanting to travel is because of the company. Go figure.
damn. it's pretty dang scary when you find a blog that belongs to your high school friend's younger sister. it's especially scary when you only remember that girl as a young, small, kinda chubby [but still cute!] kid and now you see her as this pretty high schooller that acts just like how you'd expect a high schooller to.
I feel old now. >O.o<
I feel old now. >O.o<
Sunday, September 02, 2001
Saturday, September 01, 2001
I'm going through a royal fix right now. It must be because of Princess Diana's death anniversary...
Did you know that Schlesweig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glucksburg-Saxe-Coburg-Gotha is genealogically the royal family's last name but the Queen gave a decree some years ago saying that it would be Windsor for royals with title from then on. Those without title would take on the name Mountbatten-Windsor.
That's so cool.
Oh! And I think that Prince William is like the ONLY white guy I find extremely attractive. He's a cutie. ^_^
...damn. I just found out that the princes can't marry anyone who's Roman Catholic but protestant, non-divorced Americans are technically okay. Maybe I should consider converting. hahaha
Did you know that Schlesweig-Holstein-Sonderburg-Glucksburg-Saxe-Coburg-Gotha is genealogically the royal family's last name but the Queen gave a decree some years ago saying that it would be Windsor for royals with title from then on. Those without title would take on the name Mountbatten-Windsor.
That's so cool.
Oh! And I think that Prince William is like the ONLY white guy I find extremely attractive. He's a cutie. ^_^
...damn. I just found out that the princes can't marry anyone who's Roman Catholic but protestant, non-divorced Americans are technically okay. Maybe I should consider converting. hahaha
Friday, August 31, 2001
Being that time of the month [yes, I'm so sure all of you need to know that] I am quite bitter at what I have to go through. Dammit. Why can't men have the menstral cramps, the messy bleeding, and the worry of leaking and staining? But I am straying from the topic I wanted to discuss...
Why do some people feel the need to still have sex while the woman is on her rags? Does this not gross anyone out? I mean, it's hard enough to feel sexy and "in the mood" when cramps are making me feel like crap, but to have sex and put up with the nasty funk odor and mess?
Okay, I can sorta understand that maybe there's just no other time but the present that you can do the funky funky but uhh...if push comes to shove...I ain't gonna do it. Blech. This would be a good place to perform a little oral stimulation instead [for the guy of course!!]. My thinking is, if both of us can't be satisfied, at least one of us should.
In the end, it just really comes down to the gross factor for me. A little blood, maybe at the waaaaaaay end of a cycle, is manageable, but not a lot because you still have to deal with the smell. As a guy friend of mine stated, "it smells like bloody fish." I'm sure you didn't need to have that graphic visual put into your head, but at least now you can gauge the level of grossness that I feel this act attains. *shudder* So please...don't do it!!
Why do some people feel the need to still have sex while the woman is on her rags? Does this not gross anyone out? I mean, it's hard enough to feel sexy and "in the mood" when cramps are making me feel like crap, but to have sex and put up with the nasty funk odor and mess?
Okay, I can sorta understand that maybe there's just no other time but the present that you can do the funky funky but uhh...if push comes to shove...I ain't gonna do it. Blech. This would be a good place to perform a little oral stimulation instead [for the guy of course!!]. My thinking is, if both of us can't be satisfied, at least one of us should.
In the end, it just really comes down to the gross factor for me. A little blood, maybe at the waaaaaaay end of a cycle, is manageable, but not a lot because you still have to deal with the smell. As a guy friend of mine stated, "it smells like bloody fish." I'm sure you didn't need to have that graphic visual put into your head, but at least now you can gauge the level of grossness that I feel this act attains. *shudder* So please...don't do it!!
Oh yes, another interesting thing happened today:
My math methods professor called me, and, after my mom finished yelling at me before handing me the phone, he asked me if I wanted to teach the math class which I was supposed to be observing this semester. Apparently the teacher I was to be paired with just found out her husband has leukemia. It's so sad. I'd gladly do it, but I honestly feel I'm not ready to teach, especially without ever observing a single math class. Wish I could help. Now I wonder which school I'll be placed at.
My math methods professor called me, and, after my mom finished yelling at me before handing me the phone, he asked me if I wanted to teach the math class which I was supposed to be observing this semester. Apparently the teacher I was to be paired with just found out her husband has leukemia. It's so sad. I'd gladly do it, but I honestly feel I'm not ready to teach, especially without ever observing a single math class. Wish I could help. Now I wonder which school I'll be placed at.
So here's the deal:
For every time I bite my nails, I owe a quarter to the piggy bank. Once that piggy bank reaches $3.50 [enough for a value meal] Grant is going to take me to McDonalds, will make me order the meal for him, and will make me watch him eat every last bite as we sit inside that McDs. This punishment goes against everything I believe in so hopefully it'll help me break the habit. If not, I won't be able to kiss him for days! At least he didn't stick with the original plan of forcing me to eat McDs. Oh the horror!
And yes, this deal was sealed with a kiss. hehehe ^_^
For every time I bite my nails, I owe a quarter to the piggy bank. Once that piggy bank reaches $3.50 [enough for a value meal] Grant is going to take me to McDonalds, will make me order the meal for him, and will make me watch him eat every last bite as we sit inside that McDs. This punishment goes against everything I believe in so hopefully it'll help me break the habit. If not, I won't be able to kiss him for days! At least he didn't stick with the original plan of forcing me to eat McDs. Oh the horror!
And yes, this deal was sealed with a kiss. hehehe ^_^
Thursday, August 30, 2001
Grant is so cute. He came over today after his observation at the elementary school and brought lunch. Then we were chatting for a bit but I knew he was tired so I made him nap. Grant snores a little! hehehe. It's the cutest thing, especially when he wakes up occasionally and notices I'm watching him sleep. Then I caved in and napped for an hour with him. Napping is very nice, especially when it's with someone you love. ^_^;
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