Stream of Consciousness

Well, you heard of 'stream of consciousness' in your high school english class before right? It's when you just write about whatever comes to mind at the moment. I find it a good way to analyze your self as well as pass time. I shall try it on this blog post. Many of this may not make sense, so here we go.

Theres an itch on my foot. I would scratch it, but it'll only itch more. Berkeley dorm life is going to be nice. A balcony and restrooms. Wow. Hmmm, that means only 3 people will use my restroom. Interesting. Well, I am rather hungry right now. Ugh, but its late. That means I have to cook, and it's not healthy. Eff it, I won't eat. OMG, Nobody by Wondergirl's is stuck in my head. Damn them Koreans. Their dancing and music are all so superb. I wish i could join a dance crew in Berkeley. Dude, if I do, I probably would need to know some dance routines to audition. I don't know crap. The good ones can probably windmill and all that junk. I wish I could dance like that. I need a way to express myself. Drawing is one way. I would sing, but my voice is horrible. How did I get into choir? I mean, I sing mediocre. I can't reach falsetto anymore either. Ugh. I wish I was a countertenor. That would be awesome. Man life sucks. I wish I was living a life focused in arts and music. I need a good medium to express myself. Hmmm. Berkeley classes will be hard. Oh god, why am I thinking about Berkeley already!? I'm leaving in a month. Oh my god. That means I will only see those people I hang out with for one more month. What am I to do when they leave? My whole life is starting anew. Its like a new season of a series. New friends. New life. I'll be alone more often than before. Im...done.

Hmmm, that didn't turn out as fluidly as I thought it would. I guess I can't change what thoughts come out of my head. Okay finish and post! Analyze in another day.

Video Blog Entry Number 1

Good Bye Emily!

Its pretty damn late. 4:13 AM, and my living room light is still on. I am so caught up with playing with my DJ system and perfecting mixes for my future career as a DJ! I already had my lame premiere at the senior pool party :P. Maybe next time I can make people dance.

Anyhow (I say anyhow alot on my blogs), Emily just texted me. She says "I hate you. You make me cry. Be safe at Berkeley :(". I think the reason was because I gave a CD of all the songs that we created memories from. I laughed, because it wasn't a big deal. I mean I made the cd while rushing to go home in 20 minutes from Emily's house. Well, I got around to looking around at my own songs that I put in and listened to them all individually, when I realized..."Damn, she really is leaving. Oh my god, this song and that song. Wow, we were such good friends, even if it was only for 2 years! These songs weren't even songs that I shared with Em, it was with Irving, and everybody I hung out with too! Eventually I reread the text.

"Have fun at Berkeley."

Oh my god. Today was the last day I'd see her until winter. Which means I will face so much new experiences without her. College, dorm life and everything. Right now as I type this, tears well up in my eyes. I am laughing at myself for crying. This is worse than graduation. WTF. Thank god my family is asleep. So for those curious, this is the playlist.

• Amy Adams - Thats How You Know
• Black Eyed Peas - I Gotta Feeling
• Estelle - American Boy
• Fall Out Boy - Tiffany Blews
• Hot Chip - Ready for the Floor
• Jason Mraz - Lucky
• Lady GaGa - Poker Face
• Lady GaGa - Starstruck
• Lenka - The Show
• MYMP - Tell Me Where It Hurts
• One Republic - Stop and Stare
• Shontelle - T Shirt
• Stars - The Night Starts Here
• Chris Brown - Freeze
• Wicked - Defying Gravity
• Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps
• Aaradnha - Getting Stronger
• Wondergirls - Nobody
• And "ITS A TRAP"

Some quotes that kill me when I listen to these songs...

• "The time we had, the task at hand [...] the ecstacy of being free, the big black cloud over you and me"
• "Take me on a trip I like to go someday, Take me to New York I'd love to see LA"
• "How does she know you love her?" (As a friend! :[)
• "Tonights the night, lets live it up!"
• "I'm not a crybaby, I'm THE crybaby" (lol, ironic)
• "Why don't you open up at all, we are ready, we are ready for the fall"
• "Do you hear me talking to you across the ocean, across the deep blue sky"
• "Groove Slam Work It Back, Filter That, Baby Bump That Track" :]
• "I'm just a little stuck in the middle, life is a maze"
  
• "Why don't you tell me where it hurts, oh baby?"
• "With nothing but you T SHIRT ON (in harmony)"
• "Nothing feels right when I'm not with you"
• "Ahhhhhhh......FREEZE! Like me!"
• "Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity"
• The maps guitar solo <3
• "And the things that I face are the same things that you can help me to overcome"
• "And if you think you can tell me why the things I'm doing wrong. Its just me getting stronger"
• "I don't want nobody, nobody but you! *clap clap*" CHOKYOOOO

Well, after typing all this, the music on my playlist is over. I think I am done crying my heart out for good ol' em. Good luck Emily (Or Emm-kun on my phone)! Have fun at New York! I hope you will tell me everything that happens when we see again this christmas. I'm sure I have millions to tell you about Berkeley.

See you later Emily!

Chiropractor Disappointment

So after that recent car accident I had, I've been somewhat forced to go to the local 'chiropractor' to ensure that I am as healthy as I was before the crash. In fact, they want me to go so bad, it's going to be free. Huh, not bad. Well, after my first sessions, my impression of a chiropractor went from positive to negative. You've seen chiropractors in televisions shows before. You know...like the time Phoebe from Friends worked as a chiropractor and got her butt touched by Rachel's boyfriend (that's the first thing that came to mind). Well, sadly, it wasn't that way. No hand massages. No relaxation. No nudity. No pretty girl to rub your back. So what would one experience in the modern day chiropractic session? Well, let me just give you an account of my experience.

Cindy and I went to the chiropractor yesterday for the first time. As I walked into the office will the typical impression one has of a chiropractor, I noticed a cute receptionist. I thought, 'woohoo, that will be my chiropractor as well'. Anyhow, I signed in and waited several minutes. Cindy got called in first, and eventually they called me. The receptionist walked me to the room, but walked out. The chiropractor turned out to be a man. Well, at least it wasn't those hulks you see in those comedy shows. So he asks me several questions about my back. The thing was, I had nothing wrong with it. Again, I was forced to go to the chiropractor. So I ended up basically saying no to everyone of his 'does this hurt?' questions.

So after that, it was massage time! Woo hoo, relaxation here we come! I laid down on the bed or whatever you call it, and waited. Well folks, turns out you don't need to take off your clothes. The chiropractor then informed me that he was going to give me a electric massage. I looked up and saw sever small pads with wires attached to them. They looked freaky, and scary. So instead of the hand massage, the chiropractor stuck the pads onto my back and turned on the machine. He walked off afterwards.

The massage itself wasn't that relaxing. It felt like gremlins were dancing on my back. I literally felt no ease of pain or anything. Heck, I ended up taking out my phone and texted during that session. The machine finally stopped and beeped. I heard the sound of footsteps coming my way and as the door opened, my eye glistened with hope. It was the receptionist, ready to finish my massage. Hehehe :D. She pulled off those ridiculous pads and went for the lotion. Oh hell yes. Then the chiropractor man came in and took the bottle and rubbed it on my back. FML. He then said 'Thank you'. Huh? Thank you for what? 'You may leave'. WTF. That was it. That was all that they did, and I went home. Total ridiculousness.

Well, my impression of the chiropractor has completely changed. I mean, chiropractors are supposed to be classified as doctors. They have a certificate for christ sake. How much do they get paid to put on a pad on your back and rub lotion on you? Heck, I want that job if it pays well! Total disappointment. So that was my experience folks. Never ever pay for a chiropractor. Its just sad. Oh and if my girlfriend is reading this, then she's probably going to yell as me for the receptionist girl :x. Hi baby. Ehehe ^^".

Damn Vestigial Organ

So I woke up today and realized today was the day I would take out my wisdom teeth. If you're like me, you'd be hella scared (I said 'hella'). Well, I was. At 10AM I went to the Dental Surgeon. Seriously, that is his title. Who the hell would have such a scary title!? Anyhow, I went in and to my surprise, saw Danny Ma. Jump for joy! I wasn't alone. I looked through the appointment list and found Anna Ma's name too! Double jump for joy! I signed my name and sat down. Anna came out after several minutes and I asked her countless questions about the operation. She told me the 'shot' was the most painful part, but the rest wasn't so bad. Well, she was right. The shot felt like someone was scratching your gums. They shot about 8 shots in my gums (Yes, I counted). Basically, I analyzed the whole surgery, despite the fact that I was listening to my music on full blast. For those of you who will have your wisdom teeth taken out, here is how the surgery goes. (I'm using the word surgery to scare you guys :]).

So first, you are taken to an x-ray room. No big deal. The real fun start when they put topical medicine on your gums. They then inject several shots into your gums to numb your teeth. This varies from dentist to dentist however. They will then leave you alone for about 10 minutes for the injection to spread throughout the mouth. They will then test it by stabbing a metal stick into your teeth. It won't hurt that bad. The process begins there. They then start drilling your teeth area (from what I felt). If you have two on one side, they will drill both at the same time, even though it felt like they did only the bottom. They will then literally ply out the tooth. Rinse, repeat on other side. It wasn't so bad, because it seems to only take 10 minutes. Afterwards, you bite on a gauze and they will instruct you on how to treat your teeth. My advice is this: Take all of the wisdom teeth out at once. The time they take to do additional ones are only several minutes longer, and you won't have to renumb, go back and deal with all the crap again. You don't even feel a difference.

Anyhow, my face feels really swollen and the anesthetics have not worn out yet. I cannot talk, nor can I feel my face. I don't feel stupider (Yes, I know 'stupider' is not a word). I think I should nap and ice my face. I'll wake up to hell, I suppose.

The Day the Grunions Came.

We camped out early. Several hours earlier, in fact. In our car trunk housed equipment that would be used to capture and house several dozen fishes. We sat along the coast, waiting under the moonlight for them to come. Each indistinguishable wave signified the soon arrival of the grunions. The team was fatigued from the wait, but would not let down their guard. A young boy ran to the coast with a net and stabbed it towards the ground. He then lifted it up, and his face suddenly changed expression. We then knew it was time.

Everyone sitting ran to the waters with nets, pots, pans, and buckets. The grunions had arrived and everyone was going to take home dozens, maybe hundreds. The tides suddenly illuminated with a silvery glow. It was the grunion's scales reflecting off the moonlight. The tide hit the shore and all over the coast, there were grunions. People dived and ran. Back and forth, each wave of grunion army attacked. There were thousands, perhaps even millions. It was the battle to end all battles. It was a battle that was greater than D-Day. It was even more dramatic than the helms deep scene in Lord of the Rings. People were on the ground, wrestling 5 inch grunions and trying to bring them to their buckets. Others were midair, diving for that one retreating grunion. Waves upon waves of grunions attacked, each growing in numbers. The battle lasted on for hours, but at last the glistening sunlight shined over the eastern horizon. The grunions had retreated. Everyone shouted in victory as they took home their share of the defeated grunion army. The world would live to see another day. Mankind will remain the dominant species.

Alright, the last paragraph was a little exaggerated. Okay REALLY exaggerated, but that was the scenario I was expecting hours prior to the run. No grunions were harm. Heck there weren't even any. Well, unless you count the dozens that the neighboring group of people caught. What a failure. Sadly, the grunions would not come (no pun intended).

An Empty Summer.

Ne Yo - Go On Girl

Senior year is over. Graduation has come and gone. Many of those acquantances have disappeared. So now it is summer. July 5th, to be exact. It is weird. Part of me feels like i should embrace Carpe Diem and just live my last summer wildly before I head to Berkeley. That's kind of hard, considering theres not much I can do. Summer is completely boring, and I am sure this is the same for many others. I want to really do things with the friends I stil have. The ones that I hold dearest, but for some reason I cannot.
I wanted to spend my family discovering or rediscovering my home. That is, I wanted to explore Rosemead, along with my friends, and reminisce about the nostalgic past that is held within certain locations. It seems however, many of my friends do not feel the same way. Many choose to not spend money, or sleep in, or go other places. The last couple of days have been spent im my room, or at home, because I could not find anyone that would follow me on my adventures. Not everyone is like that however. It seems when I actually do find friends to join me, we have no where to go. How horrible.
Aside from that, yesterday was July 4th. I spent it with Yiqian in the afternoon. I stayed up the night prior until 5AM, and woke up 7AM in hopes of driving her to the parade. She insisted that I didn't and told me to go back to sleep. At 9AM, I woke up and began cooking and making lunch for my girl. I finally saw her at 1PM, and spent several hours with her swimming. Afterwards I had a Barbeque at Cindy's. This paragraph, I just realized, has turned into a journal entry. So enough summarizing! Throughout my whole life, I watched movies and have gotten the dream instilled in me of watching fireworks with a girl, sitting next to her, and holding her beside the waist when it did happen. Unfortunately, I couldn't do that, because when we did, her father called her and was looking for her. We ended up spending July 4th several feet apart, watching the fireworks, and bidding farewell immediately afterwards. Bummer.
"I will spend every moment with her during the summer before I leave to Berkeley". That was what I said to people when they asked me how I will handle leaving her for college. Well, It seems like everything is against me right now. First, she moved to a city several miles away, so I cannot see her every day. I cannot even drive to her, because her parents won't let her go out, or let guests come in. That wasn't that bad, as long as I could talk to her. Now however, she's taking a trip to China for a month. This drastically narrows down the time I will have with her. I cannot see her, nor talk to her on the phone when she is in China. She will then come back one week before I leave to Berkeley. Realistically, that means I will have only 3 to 4 days to spend with her before I leave. Those moments I have envisioned spending with her seemed to have gone down the drain. I guess I will be spending my last summer with other people.