blah blah blah... talk too much I really do... take that as your warning.
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I had a long dream today about snakes. I just looked it up, and to dream snakes means harm is coming or bad luck. It says that if its a single snake, I have an enemy that's going to do me harm. If its many snakes in a pit, it's bad luck with love. I'm not sure what catagory my dream falls into.
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yay... I'm gonna have late lunch (happy hour) with my lil sis, Astra later! Been awhile since we've seen each other since she traveled so much this summer. Both of my lil sis got to travel. *sigh* Maybe next year for me.
So I did that funky hair do again today. Maybe jonathan could take a pic for me later today and I could post it before I change do's again. I really need to get a webcam. Then I can have memories of each days do's. HA!
What's up with all the kidnappings lately?! It's like everyday that someone's kidnapped. The lady thrown in Griffin Park yesterday, and the boy from Palm Dessert abducted from his house last night. What's wrong with this world?
Check out the cool chair in our room. I got pictures from Vegas up. Funny cuz I don't even have pictures from my July Vegas pictures up, but my August trip is up already. Check it out here.
Here's a picture of how short my hair is now. Too bad I style it differently already. Took me so long to put this up. The past two days, I've been doing this really crazy thing where I tie my whole head in little bunches. Hard to explain, but by the time I get around to taking a picture, I bet my hair style will change again. People in the office have been joking about how often my hair style changes.
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I came back from Vegas on Thursday, but I was soooooo tired all day after. I think I barely recovered. It was a super fun trip. Can't talk about much of it since I don't know who's reading this, but just know that we had tons of fun! =P
We kept joking throuhgout the trip about the role reversal in our group. I don't remember all of it, but it started out when we stopped at Primm to shop on the way to Vegas. We walk in Neiman Marcus and we lose the guys. After we shopped around in there, we stood at the exit waiting for them. One of them was in line, so the other came up to us and said that we should split up. Okay... so us girls walk on our own. We finished shopping and met back at the entrance of Neiman Marcus but no guys in sight, so I call them. I told them that we're done and waiting, so just meet us when they're done. His response was, "WHOA! You girls are the quickest shoppers we've ever met!... We're almost done."
Awhile later, they return... holding a bunch of shopping bags. They see that we're all empty handed. We just thought it was really funny that we're waiting for them and they come back with all the stuff. Then they show us all the stuff they bought..."pretty good deal, huh? and I like the color..."
We then checked into New York New York... it was not like Bellagio, but I really liked the furniture! Cool furniture. We then head over to Bellagio to use my last two comps at the buffet. Dinner time was great! Great conversations and great bonding. Then we head back to the room so people could get sweaters (they didn't expect it to be so cold in the casinos... I tried to tell them). Back in our room, everyone ended up getting stuck to the TV for awhile. While we laid there, one of the guy starts to complain, "ah! I feel soooo bloated!" The girls just started to laugh cuz none of us were complaining... and we all ate a lot. Anyway, it was a fun trip, and that's all I'll disclose to the public. =P
It worked out quite well cuz there was a meeting for the all the professional staff in the Undergrad Residents Life team, and I was asked to attend. It was on Friday morning, and I'm usually not in Irvine on Fridays, but because of Vegas, I was. so yay... it worked out! It was neat cuz I was the only student staff there... mainly because our complex is the only one to hire a student for my position. Other complexes hire a professional staff for it. So I knew most of the veteran staff there. I've been in housing long enough to have had a chance to work with all the staff. But the new staff, just hired people, probably thinks that I'm a pro-staff. hee hee... I didn't bother to clear that up. The meeting was really neat because it was all about programming and all the politics involved (like insurance, permits, etc.).
Some interesting info... any performers, service, etc. we bring in, they must show proof of having insurance... and at least a $1 million policy! And I had no idea, but none of us in housing are suppose to be signing any kind of contracts. So if we're trying to hire someone (like my casino night), I'm suppose to forward the contract to the university for review, then they sign it. Apparently, there's a lot of verbage that they're used to flagging... and for liablity and whatever crap, they need to review it. Fine by me... just makes the process a little longer. Okay, going to hit the shower. Have a good weekend everyone!
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I just saw an interesting Opera. It was about rape. Even though I feel I know a lot about it, I can never get enough of hearing about it. It always crushes me to hear about it. It was good to hear about it because it validates some of my reasonings.
For example, I always felt that my mom always taught me to always please others and to put my feelings aside for others. I felt that it was this kind of teaching that results in women afraid to say anything... when it happens and after. I used to think it was an Asian type of upbringing and have made nasty comments to my mom when she implies for me to please others now. I get bitter and tell her to stop telling me to be like that because it really messes me up when I'm in the real world (like being taken advantage of in normal relationships, friendships, working relationships... but I've been working on my assertiveness). She just laughs, which really frustrates me and I end up just walking away and cry in my room... I don't know if she understands and just doesn't know what to say, so she tries to make light of the situation or what. But I notice her and my aunt (her older sister) tends to handle confrontations by laughing it off... it's really frustrating and offending at times.
I should be going to bed now, but I just had to write about this cuz I'll be busy this week (pool party and VEGAS!). Our Vegas trip will be cut even a lil shorter now because one of my CPs got the date confused and realized that he has to be back here for work at 5:30 on Thursday, so we'll be leaving early and wasting my second night. I got two nights comp at NYNY, but I'll be checking out even before the second night begins. boo! But it's all good. I'd rather cut the trip short to ensure that everyone can be there instead of leaving someone out and get couple more hours in. So no biggy... it'll still be fun.
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MY HAIR IS TOO SHORT!!! *pout* I cried last night about my hair. Every time I look in the mirror I get taken back. I can't believe I cut it so short! Sure, I wanted a spunkiness for the summer, and I really did want it short. But I somehow neglected the fact that it will be this short 24/7 for a long time! I don't have to option of "oh, I wanna look pretty today"... instead, I'm stuck with this "spunkiness" forever!... well, for the next couple months. I looked in the mirror last night and just couldn't get over the fact that... I LOOK LIKE A BOY! Not even a good looking boy... a little boy!
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um... I just cut my own hair... REALLY short! I'll try to get a picture of it up. I had my mom ask our hair sytlist to make a special trip here just for me (I didn't know, but they all had theirs cut last week). So she comes and cuts my hair. She gave me that "flyaway" look... that thin flippy hair. I washed my hair and looked in the mirror and didn't like it. My hair's too thick to do that airy look, and it was too long for me to do my crazy stand up look, so I asked her to recut it (luckily, my aunt came over and wanted a cut too, so the lady was still here).
She cuts it shorter this time and gives me bangs. I go wash it out again and tried to style it. It wasn't short enough, so only the bottom stood up, but the mid section was doing that "bla, I'm not short nor long... I don't know what to do", plus I really didn't like the bangs. I go out to find that the lady was gone, so I grab a pair of scissors and start cutting... then I grab newspaper and just said, "what the heck"... then started to chop! My brain was saying, "what the hell are you doing caroline... don't do it. you don't know what you're doing." However, my hand was saying, "heh heh... cut! cut! cut it all off!"
So now I have really short hair. I'd rather not describe it... might sound weirder than it is. I really don't think it's bad, it's just REALLY short. And I'm REALLY worried about the growing out process of this. But hopefully it'll be during winter and I could just slap on a beannie. =D Speaking of winter, I can't wait for snowboarding season to start! Mt. High's season pass going on sale soon! It's not the best mountain, but compared to other mountain's driving, Mt. High sure sounds good! =D
Okay, so two paragrahs ago, I mentioned about my brain and hand talking... it didn't sound too weird, did it? Please someone say they've experienced that! I just realized more and more lately how my body does that. For example, I was sewing and my thread sprung out of the needle's hole, so I tried to re-thread my machine. As I tried to pull the thread through the hole of the needle, the needle pierced my finger. My brian said, "ouch, take the finger off the needle and just do the thread all over." My hand said, "NO, must get thread through!" So my finger ends up pushing itself deeper into the needle. My brain says, "that really hurts. I could just let go and start over." But my finger wouldn't let and kept piercing it more. And I seriously was trying to get my finger off, but the more I tried, the more my finger went the wrong direction and just pierced itself even more. Boy I sound psycho now. But this was the first time I realized it. It's not my first time doing this, but it was my first time being aware of the two conversations. I felt like the "evil caroline" and the "angel caroline" (ha!) were both pulling me in opposite direction... just like in TV! I get it now! It's really like two sides pulling, not just TV trying to paint a picture. Okay, I think I'm digging myself into a deeper hole. The more I talk, the weirder I sound... better stop talking.
Oh yeah, I stayed up will 5am watching The Color Purple. Really good! I've always wanted to read the book, but never got around to it. Oh well, the movie spoiled the plot already. It's different than what I expected, but it's prolly cuz the movie left out a lot of details and stuff.
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I love my job! I'm loving my experience so much I'm SERIOUSLY considering going back into student affairs. I talked to my supervisor about it and realized that I could just go through with my master/credential plan, but get grad assistantship in the student affair line. So I'm way excited.
It's been such an experience preparing training manuals, training sessions, and just supervising techniques for my staff. And I'm loving the events I'm planning. I'm planning a pool party, luau, casino night, and carnival all at once! But I'm loving it! It's so much more than I expected... a lot of booking, permits, and just all the nitty gritty stuff that I never considered before. I'm really glad I'm having a head start before the year, cuz there's no way I could have gotten organized by the time my staff moves in for training if I didn't have this summer experience.
The best part is how much my staff loves me... right now, at least. I had to be strict with them about our training sessions, and they were very respectful and understanding when I asked them to reschedule their other obligations. I accomodated them as much as I could, and it felt really nice to see their appreciation for my accomodations instead of bitter that they don't get it their way. They're way excited about the programs I started to plan and they love me for taking them to Vegas next week! =D I feel like we have a really really good group this year and I just feel it... great things will be acomplished this year. The welcome week I have planned so far is already four times bigger and better than past year, so I hope a strong start will set the tone for our year. I'm so excited! hee hee... (but I'll probably be complaining when pressure and stress starts hitting)... but point is, I'm excited now, and when I start stressing and complaining, I just have to revisit this entry to remind me of why I took this job.
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I can feel myself stressing already. It's amazing how fast time flies because already I'm having to book everything for welcome week... which is the last week of September. I'm concurrently planning our second summer event (pool party), welcome week, and the training sessions/schedule for my community programmers. I'm getting a real taste of what it's like being a professional staff here... multitasking and the quick turn over. There's no break from summer into fall... just have to do it all at once. I'm super excited thought because I have BIG plans for our welcome week... the BIGGEST welcome week EVER from my 3 years in AV. Welcome week alone, I have planned a full on luau, carnival, bbq, and casino night. I started to think in detail of the casino night and carnival and realized how much man work will be required. We will need a lot of people to man the booths/tables.
So the big boss here in AV just accepted a job to start up the whole housing program at UC Merceed. I started to think more about going into student affairs... maybe she could pull strings for me. =D And I think the timing is just right so I could start after I graduate. I'll talk to her sometime this week. We'll see. But I also want to keep my options open with teaching. hm... good thing Jonathan is so supportive and willing to relocate and go with which ever path I choose. We thought about how good it would be to get property in Merceed cuz once that campus opens, property value will go sky rocketing! I'll talk to her and see how my timeline fits in with their timeline. What if it worked out? I have enough to think about right now... I'll just wait and see.
So as I was saying, I could totally feel the stress effecting me. Totally reminds me of school time... I can't sleep! I just can't go to bed when many things are going on cuz I'm just thinking too much. Thoughts after thoughts... one thought triggers another. Then I worry about forgetting, so I keep worrying and thinking more. Oy... vicious cycle. I really need to deal with this and go to bed. I started to walk around with a notebook so I can write everything in mind down... it's been helpful. Reminded me of a lot I prolly would've forgotten otherwise. I'm just soooo excited about the events I have in stored! I can't even think about the pool party I'm planned for next week... I'm always too ahead of myself. Need to learn to slow down and enjoy the present. Note to self: stop living in the future, you're missing out.
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What a weekend!!! I prolly did more this weekend that I would've in my lifetime... well, maybe that's an exageration. But let's see... it started out with us finding things to do since it's our friend, Kit's last weekend in this area. He's going to UCON for school... I think that's the abreviation/acronym (sp?). I can't spell... oh well, that's why I became a Physics major. So this weekend was spent getting all the Asian food we could and hanging out.
We were looking for a bar we could hang out at. We headed over to old town pasadena, but found no place that suited us... or had no cover charge. So Grace said we could check out some of the dive bars by her place or just drink at her place. We wanted to go out, so we headed over to Silverlake Lounge. As we drive up, we notice that there was no one standing outside... looked kinda dead. We park and go in anyway. When we walked in, everyone just turned around and stared. We were the only non Hispanics there. They were also an older crowd... cowboy type men there. We noticed a beautiful girl performing, and when she was done, a bunch of Spanish was spoken and two other people come out with her... the two were obviously men dressed as girls. We then hear applaudes for each person and see that the beautiful one got the most. Could it be...? OMG... it was a drag contest! That beautiful girl is actually a man!
We then headed down the street to another bar called Akbar. Grace warned us that she only came here once and prolly won't be any better than Silverlake Lounge. She said that there was only five people when she went, but we wanted to check it out anyway. When we got there, OMG was it crowded! There was no room to walk. We eventually snuggled ourselves into a corner. I felt that the crowd was different, but I just assumed the difference I felt was that we were the only asians. Then I hear Troy, Grace and Jonathan laughing about something and that's when Jonathan pointed out that the crowd was mostly men... and that Grace and I are attracting absolutely no attention. I look around and notice that Grace and I are like 2 of 5 females there. So we're at a gay bar... big deal. It didn't seem so different or weird. I was actually reallyb comfortable inside. It felt really REALLY good to not be stared at and objectified!
Meanwhile, while we were all making this discovery of what club we were at, Kit was in the bathroom. Waiting for the restroom, he notices that the bathroom is set up for only two guys to be in there at a time. Having no clue it was a gay club, he had a short conversation with the guy next to him that went something like this:
Kit: (looking at the two men bathroom) I don't want to be that intimate.
Guy: uh... yeah, me too
(I told you it was a short conversation.) That guy ended up following him for awhile trying to talk to him, and he didn't even notice it was a gay bar until after being checked out by many guys. He was such a hot number at that night! hahaha... On our way out, we notice two guys totally making out. Jonathan informed us that they just met no more than ten minutes ago (he was observing)... then Kit informed us that one of the them is the one that he told he didn't want to get "that intimate" with. haha... Kit could've had the chance.
Then today we head out and met up with a guy name John... it was his friend's bday, so we just crashed the party so Kit and Troy could see John before leaving. It was at some bar called Dimples in Burbank. It was also Karaoke night. What a crowd. We saw a male impersonate Macy Gray... and lemme tell you, that was the best impression I've ever seen! Without seeing the singer, you would've thought it was Macy Gray! I'm still bumed that Troy didn't sing anything... and I was just not in the mood to sing. Wasn't my crowd... prolly would've done it if a group of my friends were there.
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It's been such an experience watching the interactions of my two doggies. It gives me such a nice feeling when I see the two play because I remember how they didn't care for each other the first couple days. They went from no interaction to humping each other, to wrestling, to licking each other... then kissing?!
Lychee's always such the flirt. She's always the one who starts the wrestling and even the humping! I noticed that she started to lick Broccoli last week. I just thought it was cute. After they play, Broccoli would lay there tired, and Lychee would lay next to him and start licking him.
This weekend, they were both on the couch with me and I notice Lychee start licking Broccoli's ear. Broccoli then turned his head and somehow, their mouths touch... then they started going at it!!!!! They just kept licking each other's toungue. They were french kissing! They had like two ten minute kissing sessions that night. Then for the past couple days, I see them kiss every now and then. What does it mean? Does their actions have the same meaning as us humans? Anyone know? It's cute, though a lil x-rated. =P
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So my dad and Jonathan's dad were schoolmates back in Vietnam. They haven't kept in contact though. My dad is very involved with his alumni group... always arranging reunions and stuff. He was trying to get Jonathan's dad to go for the longest time already, and finally, after a year and a half, Jonathan's dad went. It's just funny because Jonathan's dad told him how they all hung out at my house till like past midnight, but my dad never said anything to us. Then, being the camera happy person Jonathan's dad is, he had a stack of pictures for Jonathan to give to my dad.
Jonathan's dad then called him couple days later saying that he called my dad to check if he got the pictures. And my dad told Jonathan how his dad called him. Then I was looking at the pictures last night and notices how his dad was standing next to my dad in the pictures. Just funny how they hung out... it's a good sign, right?
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I just got medicine for Broccoli. He ended up catching Lychee's infection. The good thing was I was able to just call the vet and tell him Broccoli caught it. And instead of having to drive out to Slymar, he just called in the prescription to the local savon pharmacy here. yay!
Funny though cuz Savon's staff was so thrown off when helping me cuz it was for a dog. They never knew whether to look up my name or Broccoli's. When I went to pick it up, I saw that it was in liquid form. I asked the pharmacist why it's in liquid form when the first prescription was in pill form. In the end, it came down to the fact that the pills lychee had were specially made by the vet pharmacy. People pharmacy don't make it in that low dosage. So instead of getting 150mg pills, I got 250mg of liquid that's meant for kids, and I just give him less each time. I was worried that I would have trouble giving liquid medicine because with a pill, I just covered it in peanut butter. But the liquid ended up being those pink liquid stuff they give to kids. So Broccoli licked it all up with ease.
So remember I talked about how I went to VCA for lychee and they wanted to charge me over $350 for all this uneccesary stuff (xray, bloodwork, injections, pills...), and I told them I needed to think about it and just split. Well today I come home to find a letter from them. I open it up and waddaya know... it's a bill for $354.??!!! I called them immediately and after being on hold and occasionally the girl getting back on the line to ask, "so you didn't approve of any of this?..." and "so you didn't get any work done? no meds?", she explains that it was a mistake on their part because instead of ringing it up as an estimate, they just rung it up.