So My week in review had probably been the best start I've had since this semester and perhaps this entire semester. I never actually been very busy that I fill my time between classes and breaks with friends.
Monday was a great day; I got up and got dressed for my lunch date with my guy friend, lets call him Chace (for his love with Chace Crawford). We catched up and basically made up for lost time. We had an awkward 2-months where I would try to hang out with him and he basically didn't do anything: no phone calls, no im, no text, no visits. No nothing. It really hurt me and he truly apologized for doing that to me. Hearing the sincere apology I really forgiven him because I realized that there's no purpose to hold a grudge against someone because they did something hurtful, of course I do have an exception to that rule because just like what Lauren Conrad, one of my favorite celebrities says, "I can forgive you but I want to forget you" like there's so much damage, you can forgive a person but it just cant heal the wounds they inflicted on you. But for Chace, I can easily forive him because there's no point and I know he really appreciates it (mostly because he said it a million times in one setting). After that, we sat with each other in the classes we shared together and haanged out a couples before he left for the weekend with his best friend and boyfriend. I actually met both of them; the boyfriend I met before our awkward 2 month ordeal and the best friend I met this week. She's freaking hilarious and Chace wanted us to click because he wanted all of us to hang out together. We did in fact clicked and it was really nice to have an addititional friend.
I not only hanged out with Chace and let's call her Blair (she also loves Gossip Girl as much as Chace and I do), I actually hanged out with my floormates all week long! Monday, we hanged out for a bit and KT came over to watch Pretty Little Liars. Tuesday, I probably did hang out with them but I was so exhausted that I can't really recall it. Wednsday was actually pretty amazing! One of the girls, who we'll call Carrie (like Carrie Bradshaw, her favorite tv character of all time) had her 19th birthday! That day after class, I was exhausted but Carrie and I texted to decide where we were going to go for her birthday dinner and when she came over to ym room, we had an idea to create a "wall of hott boys, celebrities or not" on one of my pillars in my room. When Jesse came by while we were discussing it, she loved the idea! We were joking if a guy comes in my room and see it and be like "what the fuck?" I could always say seductively ,"You can work your way to get on there." Hahah! It was so funny, but after that we decided to go to a Thai restuarant thats nearby that we can walk to, it was just me, Carrie, KT, and Bridgette. As we were walking to the restaurant, I was infront of the three girls because four girls walking side by side doesn't fit a small sidewalk space (plus I knew where we were going and they didn't) and this car drives by and this guy pokes his head out and shouts, "What up, Legs?" And Carrie and Bridgette looks at KT who wore leggings and rocker-chick boots while we all were in jeans and winter boots. I turned around to look at the guy and I busted out laughing and the girls followed! And we all made a conclusion that he said that me because I was in front of the girls and you couldn't tell what their legs looked like!
When we got the restuarant, no one was in it and it was open! So we were all atonished and kept our decision of staying there for dinner, I wanted to Mee Krob with a head of lettuce and I asked the waiter and he said they didn't have it and I was so disspointed but I got over it. The restuarant played 90's r&b music, the kind where a smooth talking black guy would said "Hey baby...I just wanted to tell you...that I love the way you...stroke my wide black...back." So I would pretend to serenade Bridgette who took the bait and played along. We had so much time joking around and having so much fun. I really thought these girls were so cool and I felt like this is how college should be shared, with jokes, fashion, and honest fun with your girlfriends! We all planned to go out to party with Snooki from the jersery shore because she'll be in town one of the weekends soon and to go to a Frat party because the girls haven't gone to one here yet so I was like I know the right place to go! Afterwards, we got ice cream and headed back to the dorm and chatted with Carrie's roommate, who we'll call Lisa (she looks and acts like a girl I knew back at home) and went to bed.
Thursday was a HUGE day, I hanged out with Chace and Blair, my roommate, and KT who lost a valuable item and we posted flyers around campus, I also had dinner with Carrie. So I was basically everywhere with friends all day. Friday was actually really chill, I had a brunch/lunch with Lisa after my one class of the day. While Bridgette and KT went back home for the weekend, Carrie and I decided to hang out together all day. We actually decided to get a bottle wine and watch Sex and the City together and let's say we watched 3 episodes and we were absolutely drunk. We had our girl talks and told each other about our past with boys and it turns out that she met two guys from my high school and how she would've hooked up with one of them if she didn't hook up with another guy! It was so hilarious because I told her this story that the one guy who she almost made out with actually made me cry one day in junior year! I got picked on by this guy because one day in Chemistry I thought I was right on this particular questino and all these people told me I was wrong and so I said "Well, get off my back!" and The way I said it made people laugh so hard, especially that one guy who made the rest of my year horrible because he kept bringing it up! I would say something to a friend and he would be around and say "GET OFF MY BAAAAACK (MY LAST NAME)!"And eventually he really became a real chill guy but I told Carrie this story and we both laughed our asses off. She actually wants to take me back to where she is from for a weekend and go to that Frat party she went and I'm so serious if I run into Mas (that is his name for this post), we will have a huge laugh because he'll keep saying"Keep off my back!" and I'll say what he continuely say through out high school, "YOU DON'T TEEEELLLLL ME WHAT TO DOOO!" Man I cannot wait for that day to come! After that story, my friend came by, let's call him Dev because my friend happens to be Indian and so is Dev Patel, and all three of us stayed up til 3 am talking about relationships, it's was nice and by the time, I sobered up nicely.
Today was a chill day, I woke up at 12 and basically did nothing but eat and did work which I have to do now. I have to finish reading at least 100 pages of The Last Report of the Miracles of Little No Horse. It's a good read but I fall asleep reading it so I have to drink my Monster and try not pass out in the middle of a chapter!
Bon soir!
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
No change, I can't change, I cant change, I cant change, but I'm here in my mold...
Awwww, The Verve's Bittersweet Symphony....Oh, no matter how many times I play it, I end up feeling like I'm breathing its violins in and the melody breaking down all that is rough and hard in my life...
Hi, it's me again, making my second post. I didn't really expect to have myself writing this within 24 hours of my first post. But tonight feels like I should take all of my bottled up feelings and lay them out.
For instance I ended up tearing up randomly tonight. I was watching Gossip Girl season 2 and I was watching a touching scene between Chuck and Blair and I just wanted to cry! It was so strange, can you cry for no reason at all? Being a clinical psychologist-in-training, I would figure theres something pinned up inside my thoughts that's been eating me up. Maybe it was because one of my supposed friends is now taking interested in my life again and since we've stopped talking, a lot has happened and all I wanted was to talk to someone other than my best friends. It's not that I can't talk to them because I absolutely can, but it was nice to have a fresh outlet from someone who I started to build enough trust with. But I lived with that and I put on my best face and my famous I'm-smiling-but-I'm-only-trying-to-believe-that-I'm-actually-okay wall. Or maybe it was because I just haven't cried for such a long time and sometimes it caught up with me and all I want to do is cry, not to moarn over something (even though, I actually have few things to moarn over), not because I'm emotional...for some reason I become this person who doesn't cry over anything unless it's drastic. I don't know where or how that change had happened.
Just me talking about it actually makes me want to shred a few tears but I feel fine; I can probably shake that feeling by listening to Brandon Flower's new album. I fell deeply in love with his new song "Only the Young" because it had just the right melody that incorporated enough instumental and vocal symphony that makes me want to take a deep breath and give into what my body wants to happen, so if it's crying, then I'll do it. I'm probably talking nonsense, so I'm sorry for your confusion.
Today was "hold up in my dorm room" day. I woke up and read for a good hour or two, cleaned my room, and did some laundry and watched Gossip Girl season 2 for the most part. Until 6:30pm, I was reminded that KT and her roommate, let's call her Bridgette (She looks like a Bridgette), that we are hosting a movie night in my dorm room. We are trying to "unite the hall" and have them get to know each other because apparently no one really talks to anyone but their roommates (which was very foriegn to me, who lived in a dorm where everyone got to know each other within the first week of school). Needless to say, no one but us three and the girl who lives next door to me came so Uniting the hall was a bust for the first try. We figured it was because of MLK weekend, no one was in their dorm or the ones who was here this weekend wanted to be anti-social. Better luck next time, right?
Anyway, the film choice of the night was KT's favorite movie The House Bunny with Anna Faris and my recent favorite actress who I feel like is very similar to me, Emma Stone. I loved her in Easy A, my favorite lines from that movie was either from her or her best friend. My favorite line so far from Easy A is: "George is not a sexy name, George is like what you name your favorite teddy bear, not you wanna scream out during climax" It was very relevant in my life when I saw it in theaters. But in this movie, Emma Stone's character was very on point when it came to being awkward with the guy I happen to like now.
During the scene of the fundraiser, she was eating a hot dog and Tyson Ritter's character came up and started to talk to her but she had her mouth full of food and it was a big FAIL. In my case, it was a piece of pizza and my crush happened to walk by saying casually,"See you in class!" while I tried to holding my food in while covering my mouth, saying "yeah, sure!" So embarressing and when that scene appeared on the screen, KT pointed and laughed at me, reminding me, saying, "OH MY GOD THAT WAS SO YOU YESTERDAY!" Man, Emma Stone, how your scenes are so relevant in my life. Just why can't it be cool and awesome scenes like being carried off on a lawn mower with Penn Badgely or making out in the middle of campus' grounds? Gah...well, I could only dream, right?
But it is past 11:30 at night and I need to stop staying up til the break of dawn and kick my sleeping back in routine. Tomorrow will only be a big reading day and a lunch date that I can't miss and I hope that I end up with a good start to my week.
I'll see you when I see you.
Hi, it's me again, making my second post. I didn't really expect to have myself writing this within 24 hours of my first post. But tonight feels like I should take all of my bottled up feelings and lay them out.
For instance I ended up tearing up randomly tonight. I was watching Gossip Girl season 2 and I was watching a touching scene between Chuck and Blair and I just wanted to cry! It was so strange, can you cry for no reason at all? Being a clinical psychologist-in-training, I would figure theres something pinned up inside my thoughts that's been eating me up. Maybe it was because one of my supposed friends is now taking interested in my life again and since we've stopped talking, a lot has happened and all I wanted was to talk to someone other than my best friends. It's not that I can't talk to them because I absolutely can, but it was nice to have a fresh outlet from someone who I started to build enough trust with. But I lived with that and I put on my best face and my famous I'm-smiling-but-I'm-only-trying-to-believe-that-I'm-actually-okay wall. Or maybe it was because I just haven't cried for such a long time and sometimes it caught up with me and all I want to do is cry, not to moarn over something (even though, I actually have few things to moarn over), not because I'm emotional...for some reason I become this person who doesn't cry over anything unless it's drastic. I don't know where or how that change had happened.
Just me talking about it actually makes me want to shred a few tears but I feel fine; I can probably shake that feeling by listening to Brandon Flower's new album. I fell deeply in love with his new song "Only the Young" because it had just the right melody that incorporated enough instumental and vocal symphony that makes me want to take a deep breath and give into what my body wants to happen, so if it's crying, then I'll do it. I'm probably talking nonsense, so I'm sorry for your confusion.
Today was "hold up in my dorm room" day. I woke up and read for a good hour or two, cleaned my room, and did some laundry and watched Gossip Girl season 2 for the most part. Until 6:30pm, I was reminded that KT and her roommate, let's call her Bridgette (She looks like a Bridgette), that we are hosting a movie night in my dorm room. We are trying to "unite the hall" and have them get to know each other because apparently no one really talks to anyone but their roommates (which was very foriegn to me, who lived in a dorm where everyone got to know each other within the first week of school). Needless to say, no one but us three and the girl who lives next door to me came so Uniting the hall was a bust for the first try. We figured it was because of MLK weekend, no one was in their dorm or the ones who was here this weekend wanted to be anti-social. Better luck next time, right?
Anyway, the film choice of the night was KT's favorite movie The House Bunny with Anna Faris and my recent favorite actress who I feel like is very similar to me, Emma Stone. I loved her in Easy A, my favorite lines from that movie was either from her or her best friend. My favorite line so far from Easy A is: "George is not a sexy name, George is like what you name your favorite teddy bear, not you wanna scream out during climax" It was very relevant in my life when I saw it in theaters. But in this movie, Emma Stone's character was very on point when it came to being awkward with the guy I happen to like now.
During the scene of the fundraiser, she was eating a hot dog and Tyson Ritter's character came up and started to talk to her but she had her mouth full of food and it was a big FAIL. In my case, it was a piece of pizza and my crush happened to walk by saying casually,"See you in class!" while I tried to holding my food in while covering my mouth, saying "yeah, sure!" So embarressing and when that scene appeared on the screen, KT pointed and laughed at me, reminding me, saying, "OH MY GOD THAT WAS SO YOU YESTERDAY!" Man, Emma Stone, how your scenes are so relevant in my life. Just why can't it be cool and awesome scenes like being carried off on a lawn mower with Penn Badgely or making out in the middle of campus' grounds? Gah...well, I could only dream, right?
But it is past 11:30 at night and I need to stop staying up til the break of dawn and kick my sleeping back in routine. Tomorrow will only be a big reading day and a lunch date that I can't miss and I hope that I end up with a good start to my week.
I'll see you when I see you.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Pilot
Well, Hello, who ever is out there, staring at this site, at my blog?
I, well, for starters is keeping my idenity secret, so call me Iris Rose (I have this obession with flowers and gardens, and also Channing Tatum, but that's not the point.) I started this blog because my best friend Summer Gayle wanted me to and I was already curious about it when I saw hers posted up on Facebook. So here I am world! Can you hear me? I am starting a blog!
But Because I can't tell you my real idenity doesn't mean I can't tell you some of the basics about me; I am a college student working on my psychology degree and I happen to be one of the 25 billion people in the world wondering day to day where my life is going. Very descriptive, right? You can just picture me, can't you? Hah! Well, I don't want you to get to know me all at once, because whats the point to read my other posts that I will post later on? But to give you a fair warning, my grammer sucks and sometimes I rant on and on about one the most strangest things; for example, I ate sushi today for the first time in months, maybe an entire year!
I love sushi but whenever I want to get some, it's either too expensive or I talk myself out of it and convience myself that I want a hamburger or anything more heavier than a few sushi pieces. I went with my new friend that moved into the dorm that I also recently settled in. The way I could describe my new friend is that she is Ke$ha's twin but not skanky and drugged out looking. She's actually very loud and outspoken just like how I can get at times and she is very nice to have around every now and then.
But I've also had my best friend in town, let's call her H. H has been my friend since the 7th grade, but due to one of many changes that happened in middle school, we fell out of touch and we didn't talk to each all that much in high school. But thanks to Skype and college, we reconnected and haven't stopped talking since. H is one of my few best friends that I had in my life; there's Summer Gayle and Clover. Of course these names are false but hey, most of you are very decent people but there's some creepy and disturbed people who will become obsessed and want to know EVERYTHING about someone they like to read/watch of. Creepy thought but it's very true.
ANYWAY! H was in town for a day and I was so pleased to have her around. College so far hasn't been the aboslutely greatest and so far the only visit I've had was my mother, my sister, and my niece. So H plucked my friend-visit cherry and I was very happy to have her around. For once, I didn't have to trying to impress someone by being me PG-rated. I could be raw and gritty and be me rated R. I've never been so loud, obxious, and careless in college until last night. H, along with my other best friends, didn't care one bit. She laughed and was just as as I was and we needed to be freed from being a college student for a day. We grabbed Taco Bell (Subway and Jamba Juice was closed, it was a sad event to watch) and we had a movie night and watched Good Luck Chuck and Jackass Number Two. We laughed all night long and we stayed up until 3-4am, and by that point, we became delirious and had a heart-to-heart that ended with jokes about procreation. For instance, H is the only one girl amongst her brothers, so I said, "You could've been a boy!" and she responded with "Well, it was a 50/50 chance and the quickest sperm would win!" We were so delirious we end up laughing so much, I ended up on the bottom of my bed and getting dust caught in my mouth and H was on my bed crying her eyes out! We just lost it! So after our fit of laughter, I said it's like a game show, and H said,"It's the amazing race of sperm!" and there we went down the spiral of laughter and it ended up being on my whiteboard thats infront of my door to my dorm. I drew sperm and the egg with it's title; the girls must've loved seeing that after walking by it.
But today, we went shopping and I ended up dropping quite a bit of money but I ended up with clothes that actually goes with everything in my closest and drawers, so it wasn't quite a waste. Also I got a great deal at Victoria Secret. They were having a 3 for 15 on their special moments body lotions collection. I mixed all of the smells they had that I really liked. One is called Kissing in Paris, another was Good Morning Sunshine (or something), and Girls' Night. Each was orginally 12 dollars each but 3 bottles for 15 together, AMAZING! They smelt amazing. I just used the Girls Night's scrub in the shower and I smell so good, my nose just "accidently" being pressing against my shoulder every now and then since. Hah!
It was sad to see H leave, but I know she'll be back and hey, we have Skype and we always ritually abuse the hell of that software on a nightly basis. Afterwards, my new friend, who we shall name Ke$ha's Twin, aka KT, and I went out for Sushi and we grabbed cereal from the convenient mart next door to the restuarant and went back to the dorm to crash. Well, I turned on Gossip Girl, finishing season 1. I've watched all the other seasons but I forgot how it orginally was before Season 3 hit and made the show very superficial with it's drama. The writers must've had a writer's block and because of its' deadline, made a crappy scripts and plots. Season 4 is getting better since Season 3's finale, when Georgina pops up preggers and saying it was Dan's! Oh wow, when that scene happened - my life haulted and I gasped so loud and I ended up screaming in my pillow saying, "WHAT THE FUCK GEORGINA?? YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!!?!?? DAN AND SERENA FOR LIFE, NO! NO! DAN IS NO BABY-FUCKING-DADDY!" (Yes I use the f-word alot when I'm upset. Not lady like but I'm pretty sure my mother does not know nor care that I do.)
But I ended up not able to sleep so I decided to make a blog. So welcome and enjoy because it's not gonna get any better than this.
I'll see you when I see you.
I, well, for starters is keeping my idenity secret, so call me Iris Rose (I have this obession with flowers and gardens, and also Channing Tatum, but that's not the point.) I started this blog because my best friend Summer Gayle wanted me to and I was already curious about it when I saw hers posted up on Facebook. So here I am world! Can you hear me? I am starting a blog!
But Because I can't tell you my real idenity doesn't mean I can't tell you some of the basics about me; I am a college student working on my psychology degree and I happen to be one of the 25 billion people in the world wondering day to day where my life is going. Very descriptive, right? You can just picture me, can't you? Hah! Well, I don't want you to get to know me all at once, because whats the point to read my other posts that I will post later on? But to give you a fair warning, my grammer sucks and sometimes I rant on and on about one the most strangest things; for example, I ate sushi today for the first time in months, maybe an entire year!
I love sushi but whenever I want to get some, it's either too expensive or I talk myself out of it and convience myself that I want a hamburger or anything more heavier than a few sushi pieces. I went with my new friend that moved into the dorm that I also recently settled in. The way I could describe my new friend is that she is Ke$ha's twin but not skanky and drugged out looking. She's actually very loud and outspoken just like how I can get at times and she is very nice to have around every now and then.
But I've also had my best friend in town, let's call her H. H has been my friend since the 7th grade, but due to one of many changes that happened in middle school, we fell out of touch and we didn't talk to each all that much in high school. But thanks to Skype and college, we reconnected and haven't stopped talking since. H is one of my few best friends that I had in my life; there's Summer Gayle and Clover. Of course these names are false but hey, most of you are very decent people but there's some creepy and disturbed people who will become obsessed and want to know EVERYTHING about someone they like to read/watch of. Creepy thought but it's very true.
ANYWAY! H was in town for a day and I was so pleased to have her around. College so far hasn't been the aboslutely greatest and so far the only visit I've had was my mother, my sister, and my niece. So H plucked my friend-visit cherry and I was very happy to have her around. For once, I didn't have to trying to impress someone by being me PG-rated. I could be raw and gritty and be me rated R. I've never been so loud, obxious, and careless in college until last night. H, along with my other best friends, didn't care one bit. She laughed and was just as as I was and we needed to be freed from being a college student for a day. We grabbed Taco Bell (Subway and Jamba Juice was closed, it was a sad event to watch) and we had a movie night and watched Good Luck Chuck and Jackass Number Two. We laughed all night long and we stayed up until 3-4am, and by that point, we became delirious and had a heart-to-heart that ended with jokes about procreation. For instance, H is the only one girl amongst her brothers, so I said, "You could've been a boy!" and she responded with "Well, it was a 50/50 chance and the quickest sperm would win!" We were so delirious we end up laughing so much, I ended up on the bottom of my bed and getting dust caught in my mouth and H was on my bed crying her eyes out! We just lost it! So after our fit of laughter, I said it's like a game show, and H said,"It's the amazing race of sperm!" and there we went down the spiral of laughter and it ended up being on my whiteboard thats infront of my door to my dorm. I drew sperm and the egg with it's title; the girls must've loved seeing that after walking by it.
But today, we went shopping and I ended up dropping quite a bit of money but I ended up with clothes that actually goes with everything in my closest and drawers, so it wasn't quite a waste. Also I got a great deal at Victoria Secret. They were having a 3 for 15 on their special moments body lotions collection. I mixed all of the smells they had that I really liked. One is called Kissing in Paris, another was Good Morning Sunshine (or something), and Girls' Night. Each was orginally 12 dollars each but 3 bottles for 15 together, AMAZING! They smelt amazing. I just used the Girls Night's scrub in the shower and I smell so good, my nose just "accidently" being pressing against my shoulder every now and then since. Hah!
It was sad to see H leave, but I know she'll be back and hey, we have Skype and we always ritually abuse the hell of that software on a nightly basis. Afterwards, my new friend, who we shall name Ke$ha's Twin, aka KT, and I went out for Sushi and we grabbed cereal from the convenient mart next door to the restuarant and went back to the dorm to crash. Well, I turned on Gossip Girl, finishing season 1. I've watched all the other seasons but I forgot how it orginally was before Season 3 hit and made the show very superficial with it's drama. The writers must've had a writer's block and because of its' deadline, made a crappy scripts and plots. Season 4 is getting better since Season 3's finale, when Georgina pops up preggers and saying it was Dan's! Oh wow, when that scene happened - my life haulted and I gasped so loud and I ended up screaming in my pillow saying, "WHAT THE FUCK GEORGINA?? YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!!?!?? DAN AND SERENA FOR LIFE, NO! NO! DAN IS NO BABY-FUCKING-DADDY!" (Yes I use the f-word alot when I'm upset. Not lady like but I'm pretty sure my mother does not know nor care that I do.)
But I ended up not able to sleep so I decided to make a blog. So welcome and enjoy because it's not gonna get any better than this.
I'll see you when I see you.
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