random babble from yours truly

i think the title sums it up pretty well.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

my legs and feet are in pain.

Unpacked 4 boxes in the 90 degree heat and had 1.5 titers drawn. (The first attempt got contaminated because the nurse lost suction on the needle. Wonderful.)

And while I was forced to unpack all my kitchen supplies so my parents can entertain in what is supposed to be my new place...

I got a new couch and dining set today!! =)
slaving away in the heat was not in vain.

I can't wait to get my couch. I'm already starting to scope out pillows and table linens and centerpieces. So exciting. I'm thinking the placemats I got with my sister don't bring in enough color to the dining area so I'm going to need to pink silk flowers. I can't wait to go nuts in the home department! The great indoors is a very addicting store.

ooh! and I got some new shirts and a cute canvas military jacket. Yes folks, today turned out to be a good day after all despite not sleeping last night because it was 90 degrees in the house.

blog later.
me.

let the countdown to suburbia begin...

Sunday, July 30, 2006

Ingrates.

Ugh. I absolutely CANNOT stand the people that my parents associate with. I think out of the hundreds of people they claim are their "friends" and mind you, "close friends" I like maybe 5. It's amazing how stupid and incompetent these people are, let alone their children!!

I love how my parents do not want to admit that their kids are actually competent and smart but when we do something well, they have NO problem taking credit for being our parents and teaching us what we know. If I've learned anything from them, it's do the EXACT OPPOSITE because both of them lack rational, common sense and have the WORST sense of character. I am never going to let people take advantage of me the way some of their so-called friends do. Quite frankly, you tick me off once, I'll let you know. You piss me off, you're out of my life. My stupidity tolerance level is only so high and if my parents weren't my parents, believe me, I wouldn't be speaking to these people.

And yet again... if someone is freaking SPEAKING TO YOU IN ENGLISH, STOP TALKING IN MANDARIN!!

dumbasses. If you're going to live and work in the states, freaking try and speak English.