I was sleep-deprived, and it was raining violently today.
And then I had nothing to eat but pumpkin seeds and almonds until 5PM.
At 5, I wolfed down some beef lasagna and broccoli for dinner.
And then I started getting headaches.
As well as stomachaches.
And at 11 PM, I threw up everything I ate today.
(and now I hereby rescind my comment that I rarely vomit - having vomited a grand total of three times this past two months, I now apparently throw up often. Perhaps the stress of college has finally gotten to me.)
As if I didn't feel lousy that people were missing/busy/not giving a crap about my birthday party.
At least some people are attending and at least some of them have legitimate reasons for why they can't make it.
This is officially the worst Birthday's eve I've had so far.
Life as 22 had better be awesometastic to make up for this.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Thursday, March 15, 2012
I hate direct sunlight
Yesterday, we drew outdoors for art class. We were supposed to draw buildings for our project.
The sun was very bright, but so far it was managable.
But as time passed, the sun moved higher up in the sky.
Having no sunglasses, I took my blouse and made a makeshift hat to keep the sun out of my eyes, and I kept drawing.
But more time passed, and the sun was now directly over my head.
It got difficult to see, so I lowered my blouse and kept on drawing my building, because one should not give up so easily.
But the more I tried, the more I realized it was futile.
The sun was reflected against the white paper and was scarring my eyes. I could no longer look up because the sun was right above my head. My eyes were watering and my left eye had problems with seeing now.
So I had to give up, and I went back to the classroom to crouch in a corner to recover my eyesight.
I welcome warm weather, but I hate direct sunlight.
THE END.
The sun was very bright, but so far it was managable.
But as time passed, the sun moved higher up in the sky.
Having no sunglasses, I took my blouse and made a makeshift hat to keep the sun out of my eyes, and I kept drawing.
It got difficult to see, so I lowered my blouse and kept on drawing my building, because one should not give up so easily.
The sun was reflected against the white paper and was scarring my eyes. I could no longer look up because the sun was right above my head. My eyes were watering and my left eye had problems with seeing now.
So I had to give up, and I went back to the classroom to crouch in a corner to recover my eyesight.
I welcome warm weather, but I hate direct sunlight.
THE END.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Why do I always attract pamphlet people?
People asking me for directions wasn't the only people that I randomly attracted from the streets. I forgot to mention that I also attract people giving me pamphlets or trying to give me a sermon, mostly from crazy religious people.
Let me be clear that I don't look down on religion at all. But the ones who do stop me in the streets are usually the crazy pseudo-religion scam-you-of-your-money sort, or the crazy Jesus-beliving minority sect that normal Christians don't consider legitimate sort.
As I was walking down the stairs of my apartment at 10AM, a not-quite-young man (early-mid 30s) and an old man (mid-50s?) were downstairs where the mailboxes were. The not-quite-young man (whom I shall now refer as Pamphlet Man) called out to me.
In Korean.
Pamphlet Man: Ah, well, we wished to talk to you a few about about Jesus and religion, if you don't mind. It's written here... (rummages through packets of pamphelts)
I was being honest: I was sort of in a hurry; I needed to watch an assigned movie at the library before class started at 11:30 AM.
One of them was called, "What kind of person is Jesus?" and another was "What to do with Angry People"
Perhaps I should have lied about my name. But then the old man (who never spoke a word) was still in peering over the mailboxes. I didn't want them to not find anything in the mailbox and give me a lecture about lying to people and going to hell or something like that.
Me: (shitshitshitshitshitshit) Goodbye.
I leave my apartment completely. I gingerly look at what's written in the pamphlets, but they're just about the same old thing every crazy religious pamphlets write about.
This is hardly the first time that I received Korean religious pamphlets in Ann Arbor. They've ended up in my mailbox several times now.
Why do people do this? I don't care if other people have religions or not. Religion itself is not bad. But I grew up in a non-religious household with two non-religious parents. Hell, even my extended familes are non-religious. And I've been just fine in terms or morality or ethics or other such things.
I've been to church for about two months or so a long time ago, and I've visited Buddhist temples. I know how it's like. And it's really not my thing. I don't mind other people being religious, but I do not appreciate having it shoved down my throat.
ESPECIALLY FROM SHADIER SECTS THAT ALWAYS HAND ME PAMPHLETS.
EVERY DAMN TIME.
As for whether they'll visit again... I'm going to pretend I don't speak Korean.
Let me be clear that I don't look down on religion at all. But the ones who do stop me in the streets are usually the crazy pseudo-religion scam-you-of-your-money sort, or the crazy Jesus-beliving minority sect that normal Christians don't consider legitimate sort.
As I was walking down the stairs of my apartment at 10AM, a not-quite-young man (early-mid 30s) and an old man (mid-50s?) were downstairs where the mailboxes were. The not-quite-young man (whom I shall now refer as Pamphlet Man) called out to me.
In Korean.
Pamphlet Man: Hello, are you Korean?
Me: (confused, slightly startled; he can tell I'm Korean?) Uh, yes.
Pamphlet Man: Well, hello. (steps out of mailbox area, moves closer) Spring break is over now, yes?
Me: Yes.
Pamphlet Man: Ah, well, we wished to talk to you a few about about Jesus and religion, if you don't mind. It's written here... (rummages through packets of pamphelts)
Me: (Oh god, not again! Why do I always get approached by these people?)
Pamphlet Man: (rummage rummage)
Me: Um, I'm sorry, I'm kind of in a hurry at the moment, so-
Pamphlet Man : Ah, are you now?
Me: -so if you could just give me one of your pamphlets, I'll read it through. (Please, just let me go!)
I was being honest: I was sort of in a hurry; I needed to watch an assigned movie at the library before class started at 11:30 AM.
Pamphlet Man: I see. Well, if you are in a hurry, the things we wanted to ask you about are in our flyers (takes out two pamphlets and hands it to me)
One of them was called, "What kind of person is Jesus?" and another was "What to do with Angry People"
Me: (The fuck? "Angry people"?)
Pamphlet Man: But we'd like to come again and ask more questions next time. What is your name?
Me: (Shit!) Y**** (real name).
Perhaps I should have lied about my name. But then the old man (who never spoke a word) was still in peering over the mailboxes. I didn't want them to not find anything in the mailbox and give me a lecture about lying to people and going to hell or something like that.
Pamphlet Man: Y****, huh? (him and old man peers into mailbox) Um, I can't find your name-
Me: (Oh my god, are you stupid? I just told you my real name!)
Pamphlet Man: -can you tell me which apartment you're in?
Me: (Um, NO.) It's there.
Pamphlet Man: Well, okay, then. But we'd like to visit you again and talk about this more in-depth. Goodbye then.
Me: (shitshitshitshitshitshit) Goodbye.
I leave my apartment completely. I gingerly look at what's written in the pamphlets, but they're just about the same old thing every crazy religious pamphlets write about.
This is hardly the first time that I received Korean religious pamphlets in Ann Arbor. They've ended up in my mailbox several times now.
Why do people do this? I don't care if other people have religions or not. Religion itself is not bad. But I grew up in a non-religious household with two non-religious parents. Hell, even my extended familes are non-religious. And I've been just fine in terms or morality or ethics or other such things.
I've been to church for about two months or so a long time ago, and I've visited Buddhist temples. I know how it's like. And it's really not my thing. I don't mind other people being religious, but I do not appreciate having it shoved down my throat.
ESPECIALLY FROM SHADIER SECTS THAT ALWAYS HAND ME PAMPHLETS.
EVERY DAMN TIME.
As for whether they'll visit again... I'm going to pretend I don't speak Korean.
Saturday, March 3, 2012
And top 7 fictional girls
Since I made an entry about fictional guys, I thought perhaps I could try making an entry on fictional girls.
My relationship with fictional girls are a bit different with that of fictional guys, namely because I am a probably mostly heterosexual girl and did not have that many girlcrushes. Also, I don't have as many favorite girl characters compared to guy characters. Make of that what you will.
After contemplating shortly on why I liked the characters I liked, the affection usually came in four varieties.
1. Girls who I identified with
These are the characters who had one or more similar traits as I did, and I loved them because they were like me, but awesomer! Who wouldn't like to identify with cool characters?
Identifiable factor:
Awesome factor:
Identifiable factor:
Awesome factor:
2. Girls who I want to be like
The categories are pretty self-evident. When you look at them on screen (or paper), you sigh wistfully, and wish that you could be just like them. Simple as that.
Awesome factor:
Awesome factor:
3. Girls who invoke a protective instinct
Some girls I can't help but like because they stir a type of protective instinct in me. These are the girls you want to give a big hug and promise that you'll protect them forever and ever. I'm... not sure why I feel that way for certain frailer characters. I don't think the feelings are particularly romantic... perhaps I just like being a sort of knight figure to others.
Protective factor:
Okay, maybe this is sort of cheating since I'm listing Zelda twice, but the distinction must be made. This version of Zelda is rather different.
Protective factor:
4. Girlcrushes
These are the characters that are just so awesome that you just kind of revel at their majesty. You may want to be like them, but you know you don't even have half of what it takes to be remotely like them, so you just... crush on them.
Two things first:
1. All the female FMA characters are all sorts of awesome, but she's here because she is the fiercest... or highest-ranking, or well, she is very memorable.
2. So apparently "Olivier Mira" is the official romanization. Sigh... I still think Olivia sounds more natural for a lady's name. But whatever.
Awesome factor:
My relationship with fictional girls are a bit different with that of fictional guys, namely because I am a probably mostly heterosexual girl and did not have that many girlcrushes. Also, I don't have as many favorite girl characters compared to guy characters. Make of that what you will.
After contemplating shortly on why I liked the characters I liked, the affection usually came in four varieties.
1. Girls who I identified with
These are the characters who had one or more similar traits as I did, and I loved them because they were like me, but awesomer! Who wouldn't like to identify with cool characters?
 |
| Sailor Jupiter from Sailor Moon |
- She's a tomboy.
- Realistic hairstyle: a single ponytail.
- She likes cooking. Cooking is fun.
Awesome factor:
- She's super tough and won't take no shit from no one.
- She's still conventionally attractive but not in a girly-girl way.
- THUNDER POWER.
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| Claudia Kishi from The Babysitters Club series |
- Asian (You know what? Putting a token Asian in a predominantly White cast TOTALLY WORKS. You become aware that the Asian is well, ASIAN, and you pay attention to the character whether you like him/her or not. It's like a goddamned light attracting bugs at night.)
- Artistic
- Insatiable sweet tooth
Awesome factor:
- Fashionable
- Silky long hair
- Clear complexion and thin figure despite stuffing her face with sugar every day. (LIES!!!)
2. Girls who I want to be like
The categories are pretty self-evident. When you look at them on screen (or paper), you sigh wistfully, and wish that you could be just like them. Simple as that.
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| Lina Inverse from Slayers series |
- Really powerful soceress
- Cool cape (I love cool capes, I cannot lie...)
- Tough, simple, hungry for money and food. This is a lady who is honest with herself and doesn't need to act like something she isn't to prove herself.
 |
| Zelda from The Legend of Zelda series |
- Graceful and elegant
- Is very wise
- In some versions, she can transform into a ninja-warrior type alter ego.
3. Girls who invoke a protective instinct
Some girls I can't help but like because they stir a type of protective instinct in me. These are the girls you want to give a big hug and promise that you'll protect them forever and ever. I'm... not sure why I feel that way for certain frailer characters. I don't think the feelings are particularly romantic... perhaps I just like being a sort of knight figure to others.
 |
| Tohru Sohma from Fruits Basket |
- Infinitely kind and caring, but hides her own sadness and problems.
- Self-sacrificial
- Rather innocent and ditzy
- Reminds me of one of my good friends, who was just like Tohru in almost every way and I wanted to protect her forever and ever.
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| Skyward Sword version Zelda |
Protective factor:
- Oh god you're so waifish and adorable! Those shoulders are so thin and tiny!
- Cheerful and innocent
- Kind and caring
- Will defend you against bullies. Sweet as she may be, she is no sheep or doormat.
4. Girlcrushes
These are the characters that are just so awesome that you just kind of revel at their majesty. You may want to be like them, but you know you don't even have half of what it takes to be remotely like them, so you just... crush on them.
 |
| Major General Olivier Mira Armstrong from Fullmetal Alchemist |
1. All the female FMA characters are all sorts of awesome, but she's here because she is the fiercest... or highest-ranking, or well, she is very memorable.
2. So apparently "Olivier Mira" is the official romanization. Sigh... I still think Olivia sounds more natural for a lady's name. But whatever.
Awesome factor:
- She's a major general. In a military-state where men dominate the high-ranking positions. Think about how much power she has or what she had to do to get there. Damn.
- Really strong and isn't afraid of anything
- Fierce and commanding
- Cold and merciless to enemies. She will take no shit from you. Ever.
- Extremely practical and has high standards ("survival of the fittest"!)
- Quick and adaptable
- Even with how strong she is, she realizes the value of her men and is supportive and protective of them, and thus has their undying loyalty. Think Mama Bear.
- This is a character with layers: quoting fmawiki, she is "a deceptively caring and selfless individual, prone to taking great risks in order to protect the lives and well-being of those who have placed their trust in her." Squee.
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