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February 11th, 2007
02:49 am - does this thing still work? I stumbled across some old photographs i had safely tucked under my bed. I found old pictures of me when i still had braces, my sisters when they still used scrunchies, my mom and dad's engagement, my sixth grade camping trip, and pictures of my cousins when they still had their baby teeth. What hit me hardest was pictures from high school. Wow, it hasn't been that long ago, but it seems so. I wonder how everyone is doing. I miss you all!
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June 9th, 2005
08:46 pm - um..im posting~! ..so i thought i was being clever last night when i was getting gas at 76. i was cleaning my windsheild when i got ((what i thought to be an ingenious idea at the time)) an inventive idea to wash my car with the free squeegee provided kindly now by the gas stations. i started to hoist the dripping T shaped apparatus all over my car. i giggled at myself and how silly car washes seemed now compared to this quick and easy squeegee-way of washing. those fools. my car looked as good as new, so shiney under the street lights. i was so proud. i was gonna go home and spread the news to my whole family.
**next morning**
WHAT THE HOOLIO. my car did not look as squeaky clean as it did last night. -__- doh. it looked ten times worse. LOL. the swirls of dirt. oh the swirls. =/ *sigh*
heehee Current Mood: crushed
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January 12th, 2005
09:55 pm - geez.. why is it that some women find it so hard to be pleased with what God gave them?! ((*pOints to self*)) My boss recently returned from shanghai, where she had spent her christmas and new years along with her husband and daughter. When she came into work yesterday, she excitedly told me about her "improvement." what more improvement can man possibly impose on the beauty of a woman's natural body?! Heh, well, according to the media, there's plenty. Lets see..there are: lazer surgery, breast augumentation, nose jobs, tummy tucks, facial tucks, injections, and on and on...So what is it that my boss got? She lifted her shirt to reveal a girdle prescribed by her surgeons. what did she have done?!!...LIPOSUCTION! she sent about 12 ibs of her fat down to "paper st." How unfair. If u put it on, u should have to work it off. liposuction is just plain cheating! Her boObies look ENORMOUS now though...((where can i sign up?! hahah)) well..i was just really surprised when she showed me. liposuction! can u believe it?! *plays with fat on tummy*
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November 1st, 2004
09:54 pm - AHH! what a perfect way to end a day. It was a green light for me. A white sedan from the opposing traffic was trying to make a Uturn into my lane..he was already in the middle of the street and you would think he'd complete his turn so i wouldnt run into him but NO..he just sits there. He just sits there and he waits. it was too late for me to break when i realized he wasnt gonna freakin move so i had to swerve into the next lane. Now imagine what would've happened if there had been a car next to me?
moving on..
Is it true that the only way you can be a "good" business person is if u're a greedy two faced hypocritical pompous jackass? I dont understand how adults ((who are suppose to be the mature ones)) can LIE, CHEAT, and act like dumb asses and still be able to run businesses. It doesnt make any sense. We had 23 pallets returned to us at work from a company in Phoenix. The packing list and what they had actually returned did not match. We were only checking pallet 2 when already, we found mistakes. Either of extra items or items not even listed. The price we would have to credit back to the company would obviously be different. Now, the supervisor clearly understands this, and he even points out to me what items they had confused. So naturally ((at least to me)), i asked him to jot down the correct items, but he says "no, this company always says we make mistakes. Im not gonna give them money back for the extra items." WHAT THE !()@*!)(@! so i tried to trick him by saying "well, if you dont list the proper items, our inventory in our own computer would also be off because I would be using this same list." It didnt work. He just kept pushing the fact that the company had complained about us getting orders wrong before so the only fair thing to do was to keep these extra items. Then he made me feel guilty for being a honest person by laughing at me. He pats me on my back and shakes his head like he's disappointed in me. OMG. -_- what kind of morals was this guy raised up with? if being a good business person means being a pushy and sneaky cheat, forget it. If i need to learn how to lie and take advantage of others, you can have it. If i need to always pretend im better and smarter than everyone else, you can shove it beacause i dont want it. But if i get to be a pretentious self aborbed jerk, then damn it! cuz i really wanted to be that..LOL... anyway, is it so bad to give credit back for items that we received!? I guess my beef is only with the superviosr. I know not everyone who owns a business is like this..most arent at least. i give up. i know nothing about life.
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October 19th, 2004
11:49 pm - hmm.. i wonder if my freckles will keep on growing until eventually, my whole face is one big freckle..LOL Current Mood: curious
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October 8th, 2004
12:01 am - why me... what would u do if ur boss laid a bubbly fart?..((while u're in clear audio range))
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September 18th, 2004
11:50 pm - a night in tunisa cafe ~A couple of us from animation went to see a showcase of photography skillz by none other than kurnarsky himself. What a life hes got. There were 46 photographs taken from all around the world. How does this guy do it? How does so much creativity and talent fit into one person? Going there depressed me a bit. I dont have the courage or motivation to go after it. What am i doing just sitting here?! i need to get my act together and decide what i want to do..NOW.
~i actually practiced piano today like i use to. it always helps me relieve stress. i can drain out whats on my mind without talking. heh.. ~someone thought i was japanese today..what a strange ice breaker..
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September 3rd, 2004
12:10 am - *sigh i was in my political science class the other night and it went a little something like this...
instructor: okay class, clear ur desks for the quiz
~passes out quiz sheet~
inst: now remember to put ur name and quiz number on the top of the scan tron.
~students take quiz~
inst: alrighty, now remember to write you names down on the top
~collects quizzes~
~students chitchat~
~inst returns with corrected quizzes~
inst: it amazes me how some people just cant follow instructions. Someone wrote "political science" on their scan tron instead of their name.
polly's mind: alright, who's the idiot??
~looks around room~
~inst flips through the scan trons~
inst: they spelled it p-o-l-l---
polly's mind: oh...my...god..
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August 28th, 2004
11:48 pm So i went to dinner with my temple city co-workers the other day. Wow. They took me to a japanese restaurant and i had sashimeeee for the first time in my life...i dont like it much. it was a good time. I was shocked by the way they ordered their food. It was just whatever they wanted...like impulse shopping except the bill added up to be $2oo.oO bucks. Isnt that crazy? 6 adults and 2 kids. i found my favorite dish. Its eggs with mushrooms~ and a lot of other stuff...juicy..yum. I also had this hand roll with spicy tuna and something called a "soup tea." you get a little kettle with a small piece of chicken, fish, shrimp, and skinny mushrooms boiled in chicken broth. you pour the soup into a tiny tea cup and you drink it sip my sip then eat the stuff inside. oh yumME. all in all, it was good food and i miss the eggs already..
why is japanese food so expensive?
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August 23rd, 2004
05:34 pm - save meeEe... i want to paddle like a dog...a cute dog with gray spots...no with black spots...
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August 18th, 2004
03:33 pm - any suggestions? two nights ago, my sister told me she had saved a really good "plum" flavored candy for me. i was thinking, gee, how nice! i forget about it the next morning till i got hungry at work. i thought to myself, "man, i could be eating the candy right now if i had remembered to bring it." i forgot about it for the rest of the day, but luckily remembered it yesterday morning as i rushed out the door. i get to work, and yay! time for the candy. **dun dun dun** 2 seconds after it entered in my mouth i realized there was not a delicious plum sensation, no...it began to taste spicy..then very spicy...then im gonna kill my sister spicy...then i cant close my mouth spicy haha..then i spit it out. i like spicy candy so imagine how bad it must have been!! hahaha..damn..i need revenge! i need help guys, any suggestions?!? i need a creative((that leaves you out CHRIS..muahahah!!)) plan because she's gonna be expecting my come back soon...
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August 16th, 2004
11:58 pm booOOO! school started..and yuck, night classes =/
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July 13th, 2004
08:47 pm - sumMer time~~the livin's EeeeZ i still cant believe i got an A in my philosophy class...the curve must have been really low.. "Ms. Su, Here are the results: The Sophists and Socrates (in-class exam and dialogue take-home study questions) =94; Aristotle (in-class exam and take-home study questions) =91; attendance =100; grand total points =499. Course Grade =A. It was a pleasure having you in the class. Best wishes in your studies. Mr. Jones"
wooooot! wooot! for a 3 page hw assigned of 10 questions my average was 20/50, but then he said that as long as we tried, he would give us full credit. Our test scores was the important grade. *signs* the class is over~~i got an A~~~the class is over~~i get an A!!!~~
So another example of cheapness at the job..NO FRIGGIN AC. do they want us to melt? for those of u who've ever worked in a warehouse, u know that it gets to be real cold in the winter and extremely hot and stuffy in the summer..it is HOT...the type of hot where u sweat even if you arent doing anything. Yea, but i've found the master switch so i know how to make the ac work..muahaha...except with ms. boss comes in, she turns it off. Dude, that sucks! mr boss told me it was ok, but he wasnt there. =( But she was real nice cus she asked me "so do u need an assistant?" BUT she changed the subject so quickly it almost seemed like she was just joking..harhar very funny...#)*$@#*&@#(*@#87
Yay! invader zim volume one on DVD! contains episodes 1-9. my fav has got to be..well..ALL OF THEM. Pustulio!!
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July 8th, 2004
01:59 am - im so hApPy its aLmoSt over Yay, my summer school is almost over! tomar is my last day of phil101. just 4 more hours and 2 more tests. i have 7 homework pages due..each containing 7-10 "essay topics" my teacher got off of sparknotes.com. What is wrong with that guy? i dont know...sparknotes give you answers to the first 3 questions. our book didnt publish the entirety of all the writings. so my instructor comes up with the clever idea of not telling us what questions are in the readings, he claims that it'll be a test to see if we're really REALLY reading the material. I guess this wouldnt be a problem if i just read the material right? WRONG!! haha..well, im trying but i still have about 80 pages to go and its getting late~ again, my DISGUST for philosophy grows with each passing essay question..his grading scale is also a warped sample of what a grading scale should be..but thats not get into that.
i got out of my speech class early cus i didnt have to take the final. at the amar intersection where i waited for the green light..a little boy was pushing someone who seemed to be his dad in a wheelchair. i took a quick glance but was careful not to stare. the man's legs were skinny and they did not look like they came from richie rich's family. i took a peek at the surrounding cars, and i noticed that non of them were paying any attention to the boy and the man. i dont know whats worse, not noticing or flat out staring. are we suppose to be sympathetic? do we even react to things like this anymore?
oh well, back to work then..
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June 30th, 2004
09:56 pm - ouch wow, so thats how it feels to get kicked in the face. And nothing can make it worse than the annoying giggler topped on the side.
Tomorrow is my mommy's birthday! So whats the best present to give to an asian woman?!? why, money of course! ((in fact, that applies to almost everyone..)) well, i had something else in mind but with the way my phil class is slaving us away, i dont have any time to go about doing it. oh well...theres always next year? heh..
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June 26th, 2004
01:40 am - Yay! siX flags tomorrow but first...i need to make some compliants 7.30 am sounds a little early. i've been spoiled by work cus i go in around 10.30 and they're fine with it..but trust me, working from 10.30-5.00 is plenty. I guess i should be sleeping, but i cant see to settle down right now. i feel so..whats the word im looking for..."hurt." Maybe im just being too sensitive, but it sure doesnt feel good when you find someone who has only been working there a bit over a month getting the same pay as you. Does anyone else find this extremely unfair? I've had thoughts about leaving the job, and i think that was the last push. working in a warehouse is so hard. especially for an asian company that isnt organized. My sister's first warehouse job got her a commission the size of my paycheck..my first warehouse job got me blisters the size of dimes. yay. i mean, i'm an arts 'n crafts, piano playing kind of chick..should i be doing this type of job? i need to find something in my field with a little less stress and pressure. lets take a look at my job. I am responsible for taking all the orders, making sure everything is in stock, i send and receive confirmations, schedule delivery dates, i sometimes have to check to see if the orders are pulled and the right orders are assembled on time, i need to deal with doors and any part that dont fit into the cabinets, help find items in the warehouse, i need to call the delivery service and customer for when we ship orders, i am also ordering all the stock in our warehouse, i was asked to organize a pile of misc moldings, i need to make sure we get our containers on time, i enter the stock into our computer, i am in charge of calling customers when we get spare parts in for them, i need to help when customers come to pick up stock, sometimes they need my help in pulling out the accessories ((crown/scribe moldings, toe kicks, fillers...etc..)), i mail out all the invoices, i schedules and type shipping documents for ups shipments, i file payments by checks, i pick up the phones, and have to deal with bad sales reps. How much do u guys think i should get paid an hour? as opposed to someone who picks up the phone and takes messages for the 2 hours im not there in the mornings and who assembles cabinets. Hey, im glad he got paid, but its just seems so ridicules to me. Again, maybe im being TOO sensitive but shHHHHiiiiiiiiiit im pist. We need more workers to help. we need to organize. the owner needs to allow the supervisor to supervise. we need a bigger warehouse. we need set rules with NO acceptions. i want an actual office. all the workers need a raise. -_- **exhales** done.
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June 25th, 2004
12:05 am - yay! essay questions! I am very surprised at my current despise for philosophy. Its not the passive ordinary type of annoyance that you just forget. Its passionate loathing at something i thought i would quite enjoy. Each class meeting marks my escalating disgust for the subject. My first intent was to fill my mind with wondrous thoughts and questions so to become a more intellectual person. I was not showered with mind boggling thoughts about knowledge but found myself frustrated and confused as i read twisted entanglements of writings from Russel, Moore, and especially Heiddeger. I dont know if its the lack of instruction\explanation from my professor, but i soon found myself stuck in a state of impatience i couldnt get out of. With every assignment he forces onto the class a part of my brain dies. haha. I count the minutes till the class is over...all 240 of them. His idea of a homework assignment is ten essay questions. Whos got the time for that? "if you want to talk, there is a campus outside. I'm trying to teach, and you're in my way." That guy was only asking a question about the homework assignment! whether i dislike the subject or instructor more is just a blurred smudge of crap..lol. His uncertainy in the way he teaches may have something to do with making the subject impossible. Oh well. Im already halfway through the class...just 2 more weeks..and 120 pages of the Apology later , i'll be done. Current Mood: aggravated
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June 4th, 2004
01:48 am - Being useless seven hours of work, one hour of driving, and 4 hours of school later..im tired. My mom passes the baby onto me..heavy..i sit and watch tv for a bit..she starts to cry..i get up..cries continue..granny comes and grabs away..yay.."your auntie is useless"..sorry?
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May 24th, 2004
10:55 pm - wAaAaaaAaaH~~
May 13, 2004, 7:02 p.m, Six pounds and thirteen ounces later my very first niece was born! WoOhoo. I wasnt able to be there cus of a stupid final i had that thursday, boo. Only my granny and bro in law were allowed in the delivery room with my sister. Geez..i heard it was very PAINFUL, more so than i imagined it to be. But you know, how comfortable can you be with a complete stranger invading your privates with shinny cold scissors? i asked her when she was going to pop out the next one and she said she was never going to do it again...i asked her the same question again yesterday and she replied "at the most, im only going to have 2 children," how soon she forgets.
The baby must be outraged. Its just like when adam and eve were cast out of the garden of eden. imagine being forced out from total paradise into some place you knew nothing about. She was able to eat, sleep, dump, and piss whenever she felt like it. The rough clothy surroundings are completely opposite from the comforts of her mommy's tummy. Its no wonder babies ask the same question when they're born! "why?!!!" Its the only word they're willing to scream out. Their cries repeat the question over and over again. it inspires in me a sense of pity and compassion for them.
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April 26th, 2004
02:22 am - ...marriage...
Not many of us can actually deny the fact we all wish to be swept off our feet by either Prince Charming or Sleeping Beauty. We want to fall madly in love with “the one” who we envision the rest of our lives with. It must be fate. Our destiny. We expect romance, passion, and excitement. After the words “I do” are exchanged at the alter, we image living out the rest of our lives in a peaceful happily after ever. The candle light dinners for two, bright red roses for no special occasion, hugs, and kisses gradually decrease until they are almost non existent. For many couples, marriage becomes a disappointingly trivial conclusion to something significant, namely, the rest of our lives. All that we had anticipated seem as a dream compared to reality. The swashbuckling man you had married has lost the battles of everyday life and thus exiled on a minuscule island never to return again. Why is this so? Why does a family become a habit set by daily routine instead of an adventurous joy ride we appreciate and treasure?
Society has already installed a traditional image of what the middle class family should be. They are to own their own house guarded by a white picket fence, and to be living comfortably with the husband as the breadwinner and the old fashion idea of a house wife. We are constantly flashed with reminders by advertisements, television shows, and even ideology of our own parents. But what is normal family behavior? The norm of the happy family is under constant attack this day and age by the raising divorce rates, abortions, and single parents. What is advertised to be “normal” are not normal at all. The concepts delivered in the construction of “the family” shown in movies and television all come together to form this incredible let down with no cushion to catch our fall.
Marriage starts out to be fun and exciting. You're in love and happy once upon a time, but somehow over the years, you grew apart. People change. You and I are not the same as we were five years ago. No one stays the same, which is part of what keeps things interesting, but it also creates a problem. Instead of growing together, we grew apart, the person who once understood your deepest thoughts now seem a complete stranger. We do not know the lifespan of love, but are convinced of its essentiality. The heated passion that once was will eventually disappear, so hope what you have left is something able and willing to sustain time. Is it love? We promise the moon and the stars, but over time things just settle down and we simply get used to the other person. We lose the butterflies in our stomachs, the carefully applied make-up, and the expansive gifts. We just get accustomed to the presence of each other after being together year after year. Our priorities and responsibilities change which lead to a lifestyle change that may leave the other person behind.
Some families have everything they need yet the couple still brakes away from each other. So much expectation is built before the marriage, taught to us by society, that when we actually do take the plunge, we are disappointed and feel like failures in the end. Sure, most people would like a lifetime soul mate, but then there's that widely quoted 50 percent divorce rate to consider. For a significant percentage of the population, marriage just doesn't turn out to be as gratifying as it promises. I’m not implying that all marriages turn out to be a disappointment. It takes work to being content with the outcome of a marriage. Both parties have to be willing to work at it. The households that submerge are no match for what society has drawn them out to be. And for this reason, many of us are disappointed from the high expectations we have developed from watching television and commercials. The twentieth century has opened many new doors for us. If both parties are successful in loving each other, the rewards at the end of the road can be worth it. What would be better than to find someone you really can spend the rest of your life with? Never feel lonely again. We go into marriage empty handed yet with a full head of presumptions, we can gain the security with someone who loves us back. Like Lester says in the film American Beauty, “When you've got nothing to lose, you might as well risk everything.”
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