The Roads A Little Uneven

Today I woke up with a nice little surprise. My left eyeball was red. My face went into WTF mode when I saw that in the mirror. My poor eye. & no, it is not pink eye, I don't fart on my pillows and sleep on them. I got just a little bit more class than that, only a little though. haha So I set an apt for a walk in at the optometrist today.

Long story short, my eyes aren't infected but they're dry and were being restricted by my contacts and lack of oxygen yadda yadda. So I need to wear glasses for a week or so. And my left eye is in worse condition since it's red. However, I left my glasses in Norcal during spring break so I have to wait for my parents to Fed Ex/UPS them to me. So i'm not supposed to wear contacts in the meantime but I gotta be able to see so the optometrist told me to just wear one contact till I get my glasses since my right eye isn't as bad condition in my left. Dude, let me tell you, it feels weird.

My left eye is naturally worse than my right eye normally, so only having good eyesight in one eye gives me an unbalanced feeling. There's a certain distorted perception. But I find this so relevant to my life. I have one eye that can't see that well and is infected and can't make things out to what they are. But I also have one good eye that picks up the slack and has good sight. Together I can get by but it's not to my full potential and I feel unbalanced, uneven and uncomfortable. How can one eye see so perfectly but one eye be so inept. It's dragging the team down. How can you see such opposite sides of the spectrum and still be the same. Anyways, I gotta get more than my eyesight in check. Well I just gotta wait for my glasses and time for it to heal. Then i'll be back on top of my game. And those who like seeing me in my glasses, they're in luck because i'll be wearing them for a little while. It's nice because people automatically think i'm more mature and smarter. Which I am, btw. haaaaaaaaaha no really, I am!

Side note, we've been trying to have a weekly tradition of roomie dinners where one of us cook a meal for the apt. Jessica the Cambodian (on the way right) cooked us salad, bruschetta, pasta with clams and some wine on the side. It was really yummy. Next week, Vicki (the middle one) is supposed to cook and then me. Last week Lily (on the way left) brought home food from home and cooked us Vietnamese food. It was really good too! but a lot of fish sauce was involved. I hung out with some friends afterwards and they all made comments throughout the night that I smelled. Damn the Vietnamese. hahaha jk.

sorta. :P

Sweet & Sour

This week and weekend has been full of randomness, pretty faces and fun. Laser tag, fields, nearby wolf/coyote attack, mexican fruit carts, free Common, B.O.B & the Cool Kids concert, Class 302, Tastea & babysitting on Good Friday. My arms are sore, my legs are tired, my tummy is full and I am just exhausted. But I am thankful for these times, it puts the last quarter of my senior year to a good start.

Today was Easter Sunday. I remember when it used to mean just being the best at finding eggs and eating all the candy later. But it means so much more. I went into the service hoping to listen to some good Word because i've been dry lately and i've been craving to hear a good message, a reminder of the God I live for. So I went in into today's service with the mindset of the son who had left home and wandered away and spent all his money but finally came back to his father. However the message of David and Goliath was spoken, and although it may have hit others, it missed me. But I am reminded that I can not count on Sundays to be my main meal course, I need to constantly pursue Him in my own time. Why am I so stubborn and lazy? I am waiting for someone else to sweep my off my feet with His word, rather than going to the word myself. I've known this forever but never made a change. And this seems to be my tag line but they say it's insanity to do the same thing over and over and expect different results.

Time to change it up and try something new.

No reason in finding people to feed you, when you can just feed yourself.

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.