It is too dang early to be at work. 8:15 A.M. Just cause my dad's a hopeless overacheiver shouldn't mean that I have to be too, so I am taking my stand, preserving my right to waste my time by blogging at work.



Latest disappointment: The Jeep Unlimited does not come in a manual transmission. And though it is quite tempting to depart from my original plan of *definitely* getting a standard for my next car, my campaign for the Jeep Unlimited has come to an end for the time being, at least until they come out with a standard model.

BTW, why the heck would they not make a manual transmission on an off-roading car like that? Every other miniscule bit of it is perfect except for that fact.



Haven't done much in the past few days--have been reading The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay. It's pretty interesting, about these two guys in the 1940s at the start of the "comic book revolution" starting a comic book. It's eclectic, and brings into play something about the Jewish "golems" which I've never heard of so it's sort of like jumping into some world where I can only take the author's word for it, and try to understand and imagine the best I can. Anyways, the book is definitely different. Where else could Houdini, WWII and the Holocaust, Superman comic books and the circus all come together?



Went out for lunch with Missy yesterday, to Fuddrucker's. It was actually a pretty big ordeal, since we walked 6 blocks each way to get the car. But the fries were so worth it, not to mention the ice cream afterwards...yum.



Aaron didn't get off work until after I went to sleep yesterday, so I was sorta sad I didn't get to talk to him.

But this morning the Underpants Gnomes left an unmarked bottle of fun packed in ice on my doorstep in his stead, with a rhyme to go with it, and it made my day (as missy would say) I must've looked like a fool, smiling as I showered, imagining these cute little gnomes struggling up the stairs to the apartment.

July 5th. Darn the injustice, everyone has off work but me!!! When I got out of the shower this morning, I told my sister, as always, "Your turn." And as she mumbled, "Don't have to go to school today," my day began going downhill.

What would I be doing right now if I had the day off? Getting ready for a long day of lounging with maybe even the possibility of hanging out with Aaron. (Alright, it might seem like I hang out with him a lot if you're reading my blogs, but the truth is, we're both working, and with him working weekends and nights I haven't seem him too much. It's just I write about it when I do. Otherwise, it's just filler of driving to and from Galveston, the books I'm reading, etc.)



Anyways, to work backwards:

June 24th--5 years, babe.

June 25th--Cancelled Warped Tour. At the time I was raging pissed. A little rain and the hardcore punks go home. It was rescheduled for Monday but I couldn't take off work again, so we just went go-carting instead, and called it even.

July 4th--Went to go see the Battle of Algiers at the Angelika and then walked a few blocks to see the fireworks. My sister was supposed to come along and in that case we would've seen The Notebook or Spiderman II at Edwards, but she backed out at the last minute so it was just me and Aaron...



Somewhere in there Aaron came up to Galveston to have lunch with me and then after work we went to the beach, which was cool.



Mental notes:

1. Must call Rachel and see when she is leaving for Santiago

2. Must give Jennifer Perales her birthday present

3. Must take my sister to Spiderman II



In recent news, I've become obsessed totally with the JEEP UNLIMITED. I had to use all caps, because that's how it appears in my mind. I am trying to convince my mom to get it for me this summer rather than next summer so I can have fun with it now. It's like, the closest thing to a soft-top Bronco on the market right now, and I literally lust for it. When I get obsessed with a material object, I get *obsessed*. Case and point: my Hoffman bike. In any case, I don't know it will happen, and I'm being sorta spoiled in any case, so we'll just leave it at that.

It's 5 p.m. and I'm still at Galveston, just hangin until I can go home, and meet Aaron to go see Dodgeball. Great game, but I'm leery about the movie.

I woke up at 5 a.m. this morning in order to get to some orientation thing at 7 a.m., which, I had thought would be a nice break from work, but ended up being the most painful torture I have almost ever been through. The only thing worse was the Hanson concert, which is also connected to the Most Embarassing Moment of my ENTIRE life. Remind me to tell you about that later.

Anyways, yeah, orientation. What is it with Asian people and their inability to diversify themselves? So I walk in, and I'm one of the first people there, and so I sit at a table by myself, seeing as all the other tables are sparsely taken up by middle-agers. So the tables start filling up, and first, this girl sits down, who looks about my age (I find out later that she is actually still in H.S.), and then this dude sits down, the first Asian of the eventual flood. But he looks pretty cool, and funny, so I don't think anything of it. Then, as the room continues to fill, I see this Asian woman walk past our table and put her stuff down at another table and then walk out again, giving us a long hard look as she walks by. And I can spot them a mile away. I thought to myself, "Good thing she already put her stuff down b/c she's exactly the kind of Asian to want to sit with only OTHER asians."--FOBish, can't speak English well, badly dressed, and MOST telling of all the signs, a barely describable posture that says, she is insecure, unsure, and yet, quite willing to look down on people of other races. But apparently even I underestimated her capabilities as an OWN-RACE-HANGER-ON, because when she came back into the room, she sat down next to me. Only ten minutes later did she get up to get her stuff from the other table. Wierd, right? Oh it does not stop there. Then, this other woman, slightly less FOBish looking than the other sits down next to her, and they start talking in Chinese together. By this time, I am resigned to my fate for the day, because when some other college-age Asian girl walks up, I am moving my stuff out of her way before she even asks, "Is anyone sitting there?"

Ugh. And that's not it either. I'm not one to stereotype, and you can contradict me if you want, I'll accept that I do criticize more than some quite angelic people I know, but can I help it if I see things in people that bother me? I mean, I will give anyone a fair chance, but one trait that I hate in people, esp. in Asians, b/c they do it so much, is their inability to relate to other races. Dude, I can't tell you how many times I've heard a first generation, late-middle-aged Asian person call an African American a "black ghost," in translation.

Anyways, let me continue. What is with some Asian kids and their total willingness to become a part of the establishment? We're young! We're in college, and we're supposed to have ideas of our own. If you're giving in to the system now, what the hell will you do when you're 60??? (other than eat at Luby's and read Reader's Digest, both of which I have happily succumbed to)

so, example: The girl sitting next to me goes to Stanford for college. And the high school girl was like, "Wow, that's really hard to get into." and that set off the other girl saying, "Well, it just depends on what you do, you have to make wise decisions. For example, I don't think my brother makes the wisest decisions..." etc. and, "They really look to see if you have a passion for something" (and by something, trust me, she meant medicine or engineering, haha) In any case, I don't remember exactly what she said, and what I have said doesn't paint a good enough picture. Let's just say she reminded me of what my dad's ideas are at 50, in the body of a 20 year old. Sickening, right? Nah, I love my dad, and I'm sure he had tons more rebellion and fun in him at 20, which is as it should be. It's just that grownups lose that after a while (I dread it, myself) and this girl must have lost it at like, 5 yrs. old to have come to such a pronounced state of loserdom.

Alright, enough of that, over and out.

Books read since the beginning of summer:



1. The River King, Alice Hoffman

2. Gerald's Game, Stephen King

3. Gothic Tales, Elizabeth Gaskell

4. Northanger Abbey, Jane Austen

5. Stephen King's IT



Movies seen:



1. Day After Tomorrow

2. Harry Potter, Prisoner of Azkaban

3. Stepford Wives

4. Supersize Me

soon to be seen: the Terminal



Summer job: UTMB summer intern.

How is it, you ask? Let's just say I miss my organic chemistry lab.



Things I have done: Michael Taksa's party, gone to Celebration Station to play video games and air hockey with Aaron, and a day of shopping with my sister and parents.



Things coming up: Warped Tour!!! (I'm skipping work to do this, b/c after all, it is summer, and summer isn't complete without a day under the blazing sun listening to some loud punk bands and occasionally getting a whiff of the puke of strangers...you think I'm kidding but I'm not.) And this year, as it might be my last year going, I'm going extra punk.

Argggghhhhh! I am thoroughly frustrated.

For anyone out there, I am now informing you that Elizabeth Gaskell's 683-page epic Wives and Daughters is... UNFINISHED!

After a week of struggling through the not-quite-interesting book, right when it's starting to pay off, and the girl is finally going to get the guy, the book just abruptly leaves off??? I mean, WTF man, WTF!!!!!!!!!!

There will probably be fewer blogs for a while, as the lethargy of summer creeps into my soul as well as my internet connection...

My craving for a night out with the friends was realized (quite unexpectedly) when a seemingly routine Lamar Orchestra concert turned awesome. It was the end of the year concert, and I decided to go, first b/c my sister was playing in it, and second b/c elissa's bro Lawrence was graduating this year. And when I got there, I walked across the street to Baskin Robbins and got a mint chocolate chip shake for old time's sake, and when I get back, who do I run into except elissa, who was still supposed to be in Austin? I had prepared myself for a long summer lacking in friends, so it was awesome to see her, and even cooler when rachel and ellen showed up too! we sat together to watch the concert and it was almost like old times...not entirely, b/c i think we were way louder back in the day. Afterwards, a big group of us (elissa, rachel, ellen, kate phillips, lawrence, and lawrence's gf stephanie)went to 59 diner, and were finally just as loud as we always were, definitely in the realm of bothering other people there.



Anyways, things haven't quite turned out as I planned summer-wise (do they ever, after all?) and I am resigned to a summer of driving in and out of Galveston. However, I am not entirely opposed to it, it will be interesting to do something new, and it will perhaps lead to at least one fun evening with Aaron eating on the Strand or something, maybe.



Let's see, on the agenda: the long-awaited bra shopping with Rachel sometime soon, and...Micheal Taksa's party this Saturday. Also, looking forward to seeing Aaron again on Monday night.



P.S. Got a new cell phone...or rather, for those of you who know me and my lack of a cell phone well, just "Got a cell phone." For how can it be a new cell phone if there was barely ever an old cell phone? Hope that was understandable...it's a very subtle point. (that's not sarcasm though it might seem it)

Anyways, it's cool, it's from Virgin Mobile, which is the company with all the cool commercials.

My new number, much as Bonnie's secret word for free shipping, will be bestowed upon only those that are deemed worthy. So, ask and you shall receive.

Recent favorite thing to do: walk to 7-eleven to buy huge slushies with Aaron.

The last time this happened, the checkout guy was like, "Are you going to get her slushie?" to Aaron, and when Aaron said no (b/c I was going to pay for myself) the guy was like, "Be a man! buy her a slushie." Aaron just laughed and was like, "eh...no..." but the checkout guy added it to his bill anyway--lol. modern chivalry.



I've been craving a night out with Elissa and Rachel and the gang but alas, it is not to be. Everyone's busy with finals, going home, jobs, and boyfriends.



Tonight, as the last night in Austin, Aaron and I went dumpster diving in the Empire, Clown Dog and Ozone dumpsters looking for deserted bike parts. Packing now, and tomorrow, moving out extra early. Then maybe a nap at Aaron's before driving home...



Hopefully I get a job at an animal hospital this summer, and then next semester, no more organic, no more bio, just physics, english, and history...yay.



anyways, last blog as a sophomore. over and out.