Gay Or Douche?

All right it's spring quarter, which means the summers around the corner. The suns been making more of an appearance like a celebrity whose down on some bucks so he's making some more extra guest appearances for quick cash. And no one's complaining cause it's some good eye candy. I absolutely love the sun. I think the guys do too because summer means + heat which means - clothes which doing some more simple math means girls wear less clothes. However in this new generation, this also goes for the boys. Apparently tanks tops are no longer limited to the ladies but the fellows too. Which leaves me with one question................gay or douche?

Irvine being one of the leading hipsters and trend setters who most likely are actually bandwagoners, go ahead of the curve of fashion trends. And Irvine boys do like to sport the tanks. Now i'm not really hating but making only PURELY superficial judgmental statements here, but I believe only two types of guys wear these tanks and they are either A) Gay or B) A Douchebag.

For the reals, gay guys are trendy and douchebags like to show off that they bench some in a more fashionable taste than side cut off t-shirts. One of my gay friends told me he bought a see through tank and plans to wear it in the day. He showed me a picture and its not as bad as you think and he's quite the good looking, fashionable gay so he can definitely pull it off. And as for the douchebags, come on now, you can just tell by the look on their faces.

The sad thing about another common thing the gays and the douchebags share is that girls often fall in the trap of falling for one of either, or they're really unlucky, both categories. All I got to say about that one is GG.

SIDE NOTE: I'm going to make it more of a habit of post more frequently now. And comments can now be made by anyone now, so you don't have to be a blogger to give some input.

Miss Whatswong

Finally Time To Blog

So much has happened since my last post, but also it feels as nothing has changed either. Weird feeling that i'm not sure how to explain so we'll stick to the superficial things about break. hahah To sum a good amount of it up...Spring Break included a lost phone :(((, Vegas, an interview, no internet, hang outs, started off my break with food poisoning and ending it with another sickness and sore throat. Sounds more bad than good almost, haha but it was a good break overall. :) I wanted to do a lot more but time or health didn't really permit it so. Break was way too short though and i'm not really to go back to school but alas I must. Norcal is where the heart is, but I must admit I missed Socal (or more like some faces in Socal) a great deal too.

During the break, this imagery popped into my mind. It was the image of a little white rabbit that was trapped in a pet cage. And the cage was lifted up but the rabbit wouldn't leave for a little while, even though it was given the chance to be free.

But that flinch of hesitation, which may just be a second or even 10 minutes, the rabbit stays inside its cage even though the cage is lifted. Isn't that a ridiculous idea? There's nothing standing between the rabbit and its freedom but for some odd reason, it doesn't want to leave. Perhaps there is a comfort inside the cage, its just comfortable staying inside rather than leaving to go to the outside world. It has grown attachment to it's 12 by 12 space in the cage. It doesn't realize that it can leave and that there is much more out there. But that flinch of hesitation is just hesitation and the rabbit flees its cage. And once the rabbit leaves the cage, it runs for all it's got and it'll never come back, unless caught again. It just has to get over its initial fear and leave.

I Got Finals, But Even Worse I Got Senioritis

Been working on my paper all day, 8 hours and 2.5 pages done. Damn, senioritis. But anyhow through my procrastination I came across this and it made my day.

HAHAHAHAHA one day if we've got nothing to do and we're bored enough can we do this? Awesome.

Papa Wong

I just got off the phone with my dad, i'm teary eyed & I just want to say that I love my dad.

As a daughter, I wouldn't say i'm the best daughter out there. In many ways, I still act like a child despite the years piling up and the maturity and responsibility that come along with those years are still over due. But my dad never wants me to worry, he wants me to lead a happy life and has always been so encouraging. Both my parents just tell me to try my best and that they love me no matter what. My dad always tries to make things easier for me and saves me from tough situations. He'll drive my car to Socal with me just so that I won't have to go through it, and then he'll go back up the next day. When i'm home, he'll cook steak for me because he knows I love meat and the way I like it done. Whenever I want to go hang out with my friends, he'll always let me go and tells me he's glad I have so many friends and that i'm so social. I have no curfew but sometimes at like 3AM when I come back, he'll be up watching TV just to make sure I got home safe. And every time I fail, my dad tells me it's okay and to never be afraid to tell him because he'll never scold me for my mistakes. Just like God, my dad shows me an immense amount of grace, especially since I seems to always make the same mistakes.

My dad is and has always been the only man in my life. He is the most honest man I know and he is such a good person. Stress is evident in his life from his responsibilities but he provides our family however best he can. My dad is the best guy I know and I can only hope that one day I will be able to marry a man that carries the same qualities and good heart that my dad has, and then my children will also be able to experience the same love and care that I had growing up.

Hands down, my dad is the best dad ever.

Thank You

"It may be unfair, but what happens in a few days, sometimes even a single day, can change the course of a whole lifetime." - The Kite Runner

I came across that quote and something stirred. It's so true, at any moment your life can change. We are like water, taking shape in whatever situation holds us. It may be taken in the shape from a vase, a cup or even the ocean. Who knows? But change is constant and we move along with it.

When I read that quote, I immediately wanted to purchase my own copy and mark it up with annotations just like in high school, however when I got to b&n there was only one copy left and it was in a whatever condition so I didn't want to pay full price for it so I was thinking of buying it online later. One week or so later...today at a thrift shop, I found the book in practically new condition for get this, 50 cents!!! When I brought it up to the register, all the ladies around me started talking about how great the book was. It made me giddy inside.

And for the past month i've been itching to get my bangs trimmed a little because they've gotten extremely long. But I didn't want to pay $10 dollars or whatever just to get my bangs trimmed, it's not really worth it. And I didn't want to trim them myself either because one time I did, and the girl who cut my hair noticed and told me to never do it again. :( hahaha But today on campus, this salon was giving out free haircuts on ring road so I was able to just get my bangs trimmed for free! They don't look too different, but i'm glad they're a bit shorter.

I don't believe in coincidences. Sometimes i'm down and God cheers me up. He reminds me that He loves me by giving me these little surprises. He is the constant in my life & I must remember that I don't need anyone else but Him. Thank You.

True Story

What can I say? Humans are complicated creatures.

I'm Watching You

HAHAHA what a creepy ass blog title, but....

Confession: I am a people watcher.

It may sound a bit creepy, but it's really not. It's just that I love observing others in their environment. People fascinate me. The way you can read someone's body language. The unconscious movements. The way someone's voice changes when they hit certain emotions. Shrieks when happy. Stutters when nervous. Lower and solemn when sad. Loud when angry. And no one is alike each other. Even with identical twins, there's always a little something that you can tell them apart by. God made each of us different. That's the beauty of it all. We're all different so we act and take in people and situations differently. One thing to someone may mean something completely different to another. Like pink starbursts to you may hold a different value than to me because of my first 8th grade boyfriend.

I think the perfect date would be going to Rite Aid to get the $1.29 scoop of ice cream, sit at a fairly populated public place and just well...simply watch people. hahaha Well not with a guy, who literally just sits there and....watches people like a creeper or checks out all the girls, but with a guy who's easy going and creative. It's fun because you start making up stories of their lives and who they are. Little chubby fat kid? He's probably the funny one who's the class clown. Blond haired, blue eyes little boy? All the girls in class probably have a crush on him, but he's too young to notice. Girl who's all Gucci'd, Prada'd out holding a chihuahua with a rhinestone collar? Materialistic HM bizznatch. Guy wearing Ed Hardy? Douchebag. Just said girl and guy together? Couple that everyone hates on at their parties, but still invite out of obligation and courtesy. Guy is super metro with a piercing on the right ear but holding a girl's hand? Guy who is gay but hasn't come out of the closet with a clueless girlfriend. haha Essentially what you're doing is making stereotypical judgments about people that have no real hold, but nevertheless it's still fun.

So if you catch me watching you.........don't worry, I probably just phased out and day dreamin'. ;)