Days of My Life

What I do in my free time: I speculate and admire flowers. :)

Today, I finally went to UC Riverside and attended Spring Splash. The first thing I saw when I got off the car was Pentland, analogous to UCLA's De Neve plaza, except considerably better, in my opinion. The dorm was absolutely, undoubtedly better than any of UCLA's. I mean, the loft is actually a loft, as opposed to a bunk bed and a desk underneath it. So, I LOVE the Pentland dorms. And then the campus itself was really nice. I love how big it seems despite its actual size, which is quite small. It feels like such an intimate environment. And safe. All that grass, all those trees, and all those flowers make up a serene environment that I like. Gosh, I have fallen deeply in love with the University of California, Riverside. Now I kind of really wish that I had known about UCR before I started high school so that I didn't have to spend the last four years working so freaking hard. If I go there now, it'll feel like all that effort has gone to waste. Anyway. Spring Splash ...

It's fascinating that I can identify "anonymous" just by reading a sentence or two from the person. It kills me now to think I used to have control But now you hold the strings Today, I woke up at the usual time, not wanting the least bit to go to school. But I did... just because I promised P I would talk to her today because she wasn't at school yesterday. The whole school day, I was just gazing into space (in my mind, anyway) and waiting for it to be tomorrow afternoon already. Maybe skip some twenty-four hours, and I'll be in my happy time. But not if I'm still so tired. I intended to sleep before eleven last night and failed to do so, falling asleep even later than my recent usual time. Way to go, me... I suppose I'm going to Souplantation later. Now that I know the Lakers game is at six, though, I don't want as much to go anymore. Darn those fundraisers! Just kidding. But Porter Ranch... Just for dinner that's not even free. And I miss the La...

I just need one more kiss, one more touch I just can't get enough of you But I'm in a rush, I gotta fly away Plane's waiting up for me right at gate twenty-three There's a doorway to my dreams I could go or I could stay Should I change my life or miss my flight? I hate this feeling in my stomach. This tight, twisted feeling I get when something is not right. Breathing is strained and sleep is tantalizing. I want to do nothing but lie in bed and think until I fall asleep. Just like a lazy bum! Notwithstanding the thinking part, probably. Argh, I hate feeling like this. I'm wasting happiness time. Actually, for the past few days, I've only been wasting time, particularly on the computer. And you know I've done nothing because I haven't even watched "Days of Our Lives" in well over a week! I should resume that sometime soon. Surprisingly, though, I do not miss it. Maybe I should try to see how long I can withstand life without my favorite soap ope...

ever lose the wonder of the child in your eyes. I'm such a loser. First, I stepped on gum while getting off the Dash bus... Then I couldn't clean it off quickly. After that, I just ate a little bit and sat a whole lot. Wasted two hours listening to music and thinking about having to think about UCLA's housing application. Finally, I decided to do something productive and went to use the treadmill--ran/ walked 2.43 miles in 25 minutes. In other words, I am so out of shape. Back in September, I ran three miles in that time, and I wasn't even tired! Not that I was particularly tired earlier--just very sweaty. I showered. And now I'm just listening to music again. After dinner, I hope to work on the SRLA scholarship and study at least a bit of bio. Not that I need to. In fact, I am so good at biology that I managed to score 53 out of 119 on Friday's practice AP exam! The real AP exam is going to be a breeze! Usually, I am not one to wish for a repeat of the past. Bu...

I love watching NBA Playoffs. Particularly in person. The nonstop cheering, the "DEFENSE" and "MVP" chants, the standing ovations... The exciting just doesn't stop! It's good that Oklahoma City sort of caught up, though, or else it would have been an extremely boring game. So many fouls on LA's part and such a low-scoring game on both their parts. But everybody got free tacos! Oh, and everybody got a free t-shirt at the entrance before the game, too. Yay for yellow! After the game, we went to Bottega Louie or whatever on Grand and Sixth because I felt like trying something new. Although everything was seriously expensive, it was worth it. The lemon macarons are so good! I will definitely go again. But sparsely... Can't afford all that good stuff all the time, haha. Hmm, more tomorrow. I'm tired of hearing myself talk to myself... P.S.: I love Suzan! :)

Now I know how my parents feel each time I am miserably sick. How they must have felt last year on May 21-22, the day of and the day after the marathon, when all I could do was lie on the couch and sip water. I was so scared last night. Not the kind of "Boo! I just pwned you" scared, but the kind of "Please be okay, pleasepleaseplease be okay" scared. At first, I thought everything was going to be fine, that it was just a stomachache, but then only a few minutes after I laid on my bed, she told me to call 911, a number I had always hoped I would never have to call (except that one time when I was four years old and I "accidentally" dialed just the right three digits and the police arrived within minutes because I had yelled "Mommy!" when the operator picked up). I heard thuds and shrieks, felt anxiety and fear, and told the operator the address and situation, hardly able to formulate phrases, much less sentences. Long story short, soon enough, tw...

How things have drastically changed since ninth and tenth grades, I tell you! I really should start writing in my journal again, because there are just some things better kept to myself (in writing). So on Friday, I went to Claires to finally get my ear piercings. Since I left the store, I have been complaining incessantly about my ears itching or hurting; I'm unbelievably paranoid about getting shampoo into the piercing while I'm showering or squashing it while I'm sleeping. Now I remember why I decided not to do it before I decided finally to do it! Oh, well. No regrets, I suppose. I am not looking forward to returning to school tomorrow. School is NOT cool right now. Today, some of my relatives from way, way southern California are coming, and we are having lunch with them. Then we might finally go get new cell phones and whatnot (it really is about time!), which means I will probably not study bio at all (no surprise there). At night, we are attending my father's co...

My mother, sister and I are supposed to go shopping today, but neither of them is awake yet, apparently. And it's 12:40! So I'm sitting here, attempting to do the lit poetry assignment, and waiting for lunch because I am hungry (saltine crackers do not help at all). At last, it looks like I'm staying in good old Southern California. Yep, I was denied acceptance by all the private schools I applied to, with the exception of Boston University, which I am slightly considering but will most likely be ruled out anyway. Now I am anxiously awaiting UCSD Admit Day. I don't know, though. Often, when I say it's between Los Angeles and San Diego, people say something along the line of "UCLA, duh!". Others can't stop describing San Diego's beautiful environment. Like I've said before, my mother absolutely insists on the former simply because it's closer and because it's ranked higher. You would think that that is reason enough to make a final decis...