its another cat day for me.
mreowr. meep meep. eepity eep.
Some days I ponder the easy life. I am heavily baited by the thought of just being a simple housewife; melting in my warm clean and simple life during the daylight hours when the rest of the world is working. Sitting and relishing in my sunlit white house with a nice garden in front and fluffy carpet inside massaging my toes. Making a sammich and watching soap operas after my morning swim. Picking up a book once in a while. Making a blanket for the kiddies once in a while. Then I will go shop a little, pick up kids from school, cook some dinner, then take a walk in the park. The day ends. I sleep, wake up, and do the whole damn thing over again.
stfu.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
reposted from tumblr
1. First Important Lesson - “Know The Cleaning Lady”
During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: “What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?”
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.
“Absolutely,” said the professor. “In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say “hello.”
I’ve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.
2. Second Important Lesson - “Pickup In The Rain”
One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab.
She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home.
A special note was attached. It read: “Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband’s bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others.”
Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.
3. Third Important Lesson - “Remember Those Who Serve”
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. “50¢,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.
“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. “35¢!” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.
4. Fourth Important Lesson - “The Obstacles In Our Path”
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king’s wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand - “Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.”
5. Fifth Important Lesson - “Giving When It Counts”
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, “Yes, I’ll do it if it will save her.”
As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away?”.
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.
During my second month of college, our professor gave us a pop quiz. I was a conscientious student and had breezed through the questions, until I read the last one: “What is the first name of the woman who cleans the school?”
Surely this was some kind of joke. I had seen the cleaning woman several times. She was tall, dark-haired and in her 50s, but how would I know her name? I handed in my paper, leaving the last question blank. Just before class ended, one student asked if the last question would count toward our quiz grade.
“Absolutely,” said the professor. “In your careers, you will meet many people. All are significant. They deserve your attention and care, even if all you do is smile and say “hello.”
I’ve never forgotten that lesson. I also learned her name was Dorothy.
2. Second Important Lesson - “Pickup In The Rain”
One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rainstorm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car.
A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab.
She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man’s door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home.
A special note was attached. It read: “Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband’s bedside just before he passed away. God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others.”
Sincerely, Mrs. Nat King Cole.
3. Third Important Lesson - “Remember Those Who Serve”
In the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less, a 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him. “How much is an ice cream sundae?” he asked. “50¢,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins in it.
“Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired. By now more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing impatient. “35¢!” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said. The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left.
When the waitress came back, she began to cry as she wiped down the table. There, placed neatly beside the empty dish, were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn’t have the sundae, because he had to have enough left to leave her a tip.
4. Fourth Important Lesson - “The Obstacles In Our Path”
In ancient times, a King had a boulder placed on a roadway. Then he hid himself and watched to see if anyone would remove the huge rock. Some of the king’s wealthiest merchants and courtiers came by and simply walked around it. Many loudly blamed the King for not keeping the roads clear, but none did anything about getting the stone out of the way.
Then a peasant came along carrying a load of vegetables. Upon approaching the boulder, the peasant laid down his burden and tried to move the stone to the side of the road. After much pushing and straining, he finally succeeded. After the peasant picked up his load of vegetables, he noticed a purse lying in the road where the boulder had been. The purse contained many gold coins and a note from the King indicating that the gold was for the person who removed the boulder from the roadway. The peasant learned what many of us never understand - “Every obstacle presents an opportunity to improve our condition.”
5. Fifth Important Lesson - “Giving When It Counts”
Many years ago, when I worked as a volunteer at a hospital, I got to know a little girl named Liz who was suffering from a rare and serious disease. Her only chance of recovery appeared to be a blood transfusion from her 5-year-old brother, who had miraculously survived the same disease and had developed the antibodies needed to combat the illness. The doctor explained the situation to her little brother, and asked the little boy if he would be willing to give his blood to his sister. I saw him hesitate for only a moment before taking a deep breath and saying, “Yes, I’ll do it if it will save her.”
As the transfusion progressed, he lay in bed next to his sister and smiled, as we all did, seeing the color returning to her cheeks. Then his face grew pale and his smile faded. He looked up at the doctor and asked with a trembling voice, “Will I start to die right away?”.
Being young, the little boy had misunderstood the doctor; he thought he was going to have to give his sister all of his blood in order to save her.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
cynic
there are some days when I feel extremely frustrated at the people around me. I internally criticize everyone, seeing right through to their greedy tendencies or annoying naively. Interpreting incompetence in some that don't deserve it.
Or I would feel a rolling-eyes resentment towards student groups that think they are "all that," parading the superiority they fabricate from self-made exclusiveness. Excuse me for walking in your direction on Durant your HighnASSES I didn't mean to offend you. I find myself scoffing at the nerve they have. To dare assert that they have authority to evaluate your worth. It's bullshit how they can crush the spirits of eager freshman who are infatuated with the promising images of success and comoradary they present.
And then I get annoyed at the eager freshman face, the one that is dying to subject themselves. Come on, what do you stand for ;(... you want to be some else's bitch?
I'm not sure what ignited this hate-sounding post (i swear its not actually hate, just the worst cynical Angela today). It might be a short story we read in Asian Am.
Bread of salt. It was about this poor Phillipino boy who becomes infatuated with this wealthy pretty Spaniard girl. He deserts everything that is home to him in order to present this false facade that he's a wealthy and worthy suitor. He dreams of staying in expensive mansions and buying an expensive brooch for Aida. He sees his fellow Phillipinos as mere minions next to himself; rejecting his identity thinking he can foolishly vault himself to an unmerited God-like level he sees Aida as. He dreams of buying expensive things that he doesn't even understand, yet he steals food in his shirt coat which eventually contributes to his demise when Aida sees him doing it. He is a greedy dreamer and stuffs his mind with thoughts of material goods and money- all to impress some girl who does not even notice him? come on now. reality check.
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most vexing to me is when I see fakeness in people. augh.
--
-cynic-gela. happier post to come later, i swear.
Or I would feel a rolling-eyes resentment towards student groups that think they are "all that," parading the superiority they fabricate from self-made exclusiveness. Excuse me for walking in your direction on Durant your HighnASSES I didn't mean to offend you. I find myself scoffing at the nerve they have. To dare assert that they have authority to evaluate your worth. It's bullshit how they can crush the spirits of eager freshman who are infatuated with the promising images of success and comoradary they present.
And then I get annoyed at the eager freshman face, the one that is dying to subject themselves. Come on, what do you stand for ;(... you want to be some else's bitch?
I'm not sure what ignited this hate-sounding post (i swear its not actually hate, just the worst cynical Angela today). It might be a short story we read in Asian Am.
Bread of salt. It was about this poor Phillipino boy who becomes infatuated with this wealthy pretty Spaniard girl. He deserts everything that is home to him in order to present this false facade that he's a wealthy and worthy suitor. He dreams of staying in expensive mansions and buying an expensive brooch for Aida. He sees his fellow Phillipinos as mere minions next to himself; rejecting his identity thinking he can foolishly vault himself to an unmerited God-like level he sees Aida as. He dreams of buying expensive things that he doesn't even understand, yet he steals food in his shirt coat which eventually contributes to his demise when Aida sees him doing it. He is a greedy dreamer and stuffs his mind with thoughts of material goods and money- all to impress some girl who does not even notice him? come on now. reality check.
---
most vexing to me is when I see fakeness in people. augh.
--
-cynic-gela. happier post to come later, i swear.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
my dad sends me some pretty obscure texts sometimes
case and point:
Angela: what the heck?!
i (we) ought to be nicer to my parents, its easy to take them for granted
Angela: what the heck?!
i (we) ought to be nicer to my parents, its easy to take them for granted
Sunday, January 23, 2011
jus wonderin
u know what's really awkward? when you have to write an email to someone you need something from, but you haven't talked to them in a while and/or don't know them very well. What is the smoothest transition between sentence 1 and 2?
Hi ____!
Hope you had a great break! I was wondering if you could do me a favor
Hi ____!
Hope you had a great break! I was wondering if you could do me a favor
Thursday, January 20, 2011
day 2
I think my circadian rhythm has been offset or something. I am waking up in the middle of the night getting the weirdest cravings, like for pickles. and quickly's chicken
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Fell in love with my English instructor
Too bad I am waitlisted at the bottom of an unmoving attendance list
Sunday, January 16, 2011
ST00PIDS OF THE DAY
1. i thoght it wold be a good idea to vacm the dst off my compter keyboard, bt instead i scked op 2 keys:
- the left of 1(i dnt even know what it is)
- the U key.
2. i shook the salad dressing (qite vigorosly) without the cap on. its all over my hair and jacket.
- the left of 1(i dnt even know what it is)
- the U key.
2. i shook the salad dressing (qite vigorosly) without the cap on. its all over my hair and jacket.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
goal setting
if you (in general) have a goal you aim to achieve, it is important to be sincere and committal in your efforts. I personally have struggled with this and realize that I have mastered the art of fabricating excuses. I catch the devil on my shoulder constantly scrutinizing the cracks in every circumstance that it can gain leverage on; thereby compromising the integrity of my goals.
What would ________ do?
What would ________ do?
Still got a piece of you under my skin... it's always there no matter where I've been.
So if I ever see you on the street I'll pretend that I didn't see and turn my face, no use in small talk anyway. 'Cus if i look into your eyes then I'll have to say goodbye and that will break my heart so I won't even start.
So if I ever see you on the street I'll pretend that I didn't see and turn my face, no use in small talk anyway. 'Cus if i look into your eyes then I'll have to say goodbye and that will break my heart so I won't even start.
Friday, January 14, 2011
There's a certain person I respect and admire enormously. This person's got it all: charisma, diligence, intelligence, integrity, and my personal favorites: sincerity and humility. I've recently gotten into the habit of asking myself "what would ____ do" when I am in a tough judgement call.
I hope to one day to embody the characteristics of _____ so that my actions are reflective of Angela, my own person.
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Here's my Karma note the day:
When I was in Vegas the other day, I went into walgreens to buy four things:
1. Pepcid (to tame the Alchys)
2. Hairspray (to tame the hair)
3. Conditioner (to also tame the hair)
4. Candy (to tame the stomach)
As I was browsing through candy I remember feeling very upset that the Pepcid I was soon to purchase cost around a whopping 15 dollars, but I had to buy it out of necessity. I walked halfway across the store with a bag of gummy bears in my hand, then decided I didn't want it. I then proceeded to act as 99% of shoppers do- I abandoned the gummies on the closest rack next to me.
I always feel like a jerk when I do that, but normally the feeling passes. This time, I said to myself... "what would ______ do?" and the answer was obvious. I walked halfway across the store back to where the gummy bear section was and placed the gummy bears where they came from.
While purchasing my pepcid, hairspray, and conditioner I was pleasantly surprised that it turned out to be much cheaper than I thought! After purchasing I walked out of the store back to the Imperial palace where my girls and I were staying at. Then, I read my receipt and realized the reason my purchases were so cheap was because the walgreens lady didn't scan my pepcid ac so I got it for free!
At this point, I was like "hmm what would _____ do?" and it turns out ____ would have returned the pepcid to Walgreens. Then I asked myself "are you going to do what _____ would today?" and then I replied "naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"
SO THATS HOW I SAVED 15 BUCKS!!
Moral of the story: When you go shopping and decide not to buy something you are holding, put it back to where it came from and the Karma fairy might hit you up.
I hope to one day to embody the characteristics of _____ so that my actions are reflective of Angela, my own person.
---
Here's my Karma note the day:
When I was in Vegas the other day, I went into walgreens to buy four things:
1. Pepcid (to tame the Alchys)
2. Hairspray (to tame the hair)
3. Conditioner (to also tame the hair)
4. Candy (to tame the stomach)
As I was browsing through candy I remember feeling very upset that the Pepcid I was soon to purchase cost around a whopping 15 dollars, but I had to buy it out of necessity. I walked halfway across the store with a bag of gummy bears in my hand, then decided I didn't want it. I then proceeded to act as 99% of shoppers do- I abandoned the gummies on the closest rack next to me.
I always feel like a jerk when I do that, but normally the feeling passes. This time, I said to myself... "what would ______ do?" and the answer was obvious. I walked halfway across the store back to where the gummy bear section was and placed the gummy bears where they came from.
While purchasing my pepcid, hairspray, and conditioner I was pleasantly surprised that it turned out to be much cheaper than I thought! After purchasing I walked out of the store back to the Imperial palace where my girls and I were staying at. Then, I read my receipt and realized the reason my purchases were so cheap was because the walgreens lady didn't scan my pepcid ac so I got it for free!
At this point, I was like "hmm what would _____ do?" and it turns out ____ would have returned the pepcid to Walgreens. Then I asked myself "are you going to do what _____ would today?" and then I replied "naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah"
SO THATS HOW I SAVED 15 BUCKS!!
Moral of the story: When you go shopping and decide not to buy something you are holding, put it back to where it came from and the Karma fairy might hit you up.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
WHY ARE LIFT TICKETS SO %^&*()op(()(& ESPENSIVE
Good: Woke up for a run today and found out my legs had been converted to springs overnight! Took advantage of the rare feel-good opportunity and ran the longest consecutive run since my marathon. Felt so good to breathe in nature again.
Bad: Halfway through the day my lower back started aching terribly. I don't know how it started but it's getting pretty ridiculous. Never remember taking meds for aches in my life, but I guess there's a first for everything
Ugly: Realization of how crippling it is to be broke when you want to go everywhere.
My break has been/will be full of travel fun but as a result I will surely burn a hole in my wallet. I hate asking my parents for money, and have been trying to make an effort to cut unnecessary spending. Tangible consequences: Full day --> Half day lift tickets at Tahoe, cancelled trips, missing out on bobsledding etc. YESH, MISSING OUT ON BOBSLEDDING because my sister wants to go, only her poorer siblings cannot afford $110/hour for bobsledding because they do not make 6 figure salaries :( Try one figure salary.
ohwell. patience, ange.
peace. m'back is killin me
Bad: Halfway through the day my lower back started aching terribly. I don't know how it started but it's getting pretty ridiculous. Never remember taking meds for aches in my life, but I guess there's a first for everything
Ugly: Realization of how crippling it is to be broke when you want to go everywhere.
My break has been/will be full of travel fun but as a result I will surely burn a hole in my wallet. I hate asking my parents for money, and have been trying to make an effort to cut unnecessary spending. Tangible consequences: Full day --> Half day lift tickets at Tahoe, cancelled trips, missing out on bobsledding etc. YESH, MISSING OUT ON BOBSLEDDING because my sister wants to go, only her poorer siblings cannot afford $110/hour for bobsledding because they do not make 6 figure salaries :( Try one figure salary.
ohwell. patience, ange.
peace. m'back is killin me
Monday, January 3, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
.hey you!!! thats not what friends should do :(:(
slightly bummed and admittedly butthurt :\ ...............
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