love life.

Day 2　－　In Ginza, Tokyo Japan!

2011-07-26T15:52:00.000-07:00

With the lack of change of clean clothes, we may not have made it to Bangkok but our luggage sure did. Reyn and I were forced to sleep in the provided bathrobes. it was pretty fckn hilarious. I will post a picture later.

With the strange time difference and my incredible ability to travel to the future, i didn't quite sleep well. Also considering i was totally beat yesterday. I kept waking up every 2 - 3 hours. Plus it didn't help that Japan is on this whole conserving energy thing, so they aren't keeping there AC's cooler than probably 78ish degrees. It sucks. Our room finally felt cool around 4:00a.m. this morning. then i feel like it got hot again later at 7:30a.m.

i think for today, we're going to hit up the shopping district in Ginza. Hopefully not spend too much. since everything here is to ridiculous.

NiHON!

2011-07-26T06:51:00.000-07:00

Hello Mellow...

SO left HNL Monday the 25th at 1030a.m., arrive in NRT Tuesday the 26th at 130p.m.

Reyn and i couldn't get on our connecting flight to Bangkok so were stuck in Tokyo for a night. Not like it's a bad thing. Not at all actually. BUT, i really am not liking the hot sticky humid weather. Reyn and i are crashing in Ginza....
OH NO...90 seconds left... this will have to be continued around free wifi. haha

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Alright -----

So as I was saying about the weather. It sucks. I feel like it's worse then back home. And the 'best' part is... THAILAND will be WORSE!

Here's how our day went...

Waited with C.Roy to get on the plane to Bangkok. Once he got on we hauled our butts over to get some Yen. Go through Immagration and Customs, hauled butt to find a hotel reservations desk. Once we got that done it was time to figure out the trains! that was interesting. ahaha. We decided to stay in Ginza which is about a hour to hour half train ride away from Narita Airport. Being that i just wanted to put my stuff down i was down to pay the more to ride the faster train. so it only took us 45 minutes to get to Ueno. Where we stopped to switch trains. BUT had a quick walk through Ueno Flea Market. It was kinda late so they were closing up shop. Still it was nice to look around. Hopped on the Subway to get to Ginza. And here we are! It took us so long to get to our hotel we didn't get to go to the mall to buy some new clothes. We just ended up eating at a Ramen house across our hotel. NO complaints there either. For 450 yen...roughly about 6 US dollars ramen got a nice size bowl of ramen. and mine was 600 yen, about 8 US dollars. Not exactly cheaper than home. But the taste and size, MUCH better! I cant wait to eat more fooood!

After that, Reyn and I ended our night with a Kirin, and i crashed out!

fml.

2010-10-14T04:47:00.000-07:00

i suck at this.
big time.

currently: i'm buzzing.
currently: insomnia.
currently: just got sleepy. yes!

g'night.

f'n livid.

2010-08-30T03:51:00.000-07:00

So i wanted to write a full one podagee style blog where i ramble on about wtf has been going on...
but i can't.

kamu had me watch "the cove" and i'm f'n furious.

nuff said.

Friday the 13th

2010-08-14T22:56:00.000-07:00

Friday the 13th can kiss my ass.

1. Food Poisoning/Stomach Flu (not quite sure what the fck it was)
2. Back and leg pains
3. HUNGOVER.

bitch. slut. whore.

....gifted

2010-08-13T04:08:00.000-07:00

Quote of the Night: "Don't get me wrong, he was gifted." - Bernadette

Yepp, nothing else to say about that obviously. BAHAHAHAHA

who are you?

2010-08-12T04:39:00.000-07:00

"Because it´s only when you´re tested that you truly discover who you are. And it´s only when you´re tested that you discover who you can be. The person that you want to be does exist, somewhere in the other side of hard work and faith, and belief and beyond the heartache and fear of what life has." - Lucus Scott (One Tree Hill)

Fckn Love it, Nuff Said. i don't think there's anything else i could add to this. So thank you OTH, now i must go and figure out which episode this came from and why he said it.

humbala.

2010-08-11T04:11:00.000-07:00

"Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you were to become who you will be." - Carrie Bradshaw (Sex and the City).

Agreed.
The Future, letting go of the past but never forgetting it. You live, you learn, right? i hope so. i hate repeats. especially the lame-o ones that leave you in circles. i'd like to think i've learned from my past mistakes. particularly the ones that have already made a few repeats here and there ( ya know, sometimes you just gotta be absolutely SURE). And if you never let go of the past, you hold yourself to the great misfortune of the ever unknown future. Past clouds judgment. Not necessarily all bad. BUT, why limit a life to what "may probably" happen from what "could." I say open up your mind to ideas you never thought imaginable. Explore a thought you once felt was ridiculous. Dream of the impossible. Turn life into reality. The past weighs a ton, but never forget how strong you are. Become the person you've always wished to be, but better.

So i will silently "cheers" and bow to the all mighty Carrie Bradshaw and take in all 26 words she had to say.

Goal: Practice what i preach. *sigh* frick.

shall i try again?

2010-08-10T02:06:00.000-07:00

wow.
i guess i lied about coming back and writing my list of reflections.
Jesus. i wonder who i was referring to as "YOU" in my last blog.
hmph.
guess that just proves how mediocre some things can be.

anyways,
i wanna start this up again.
like for real this time.
promise.

i have a new idea.
i tend to have many actually.
but this time its a self improvement type of idea.

i wanna journal my many thoughts and ideas.
preferably things of "matter" at the time.
so i can reflect on it all later.
basically like what i just did earlier.
logged on.
read my last post.
said "wtf....? who the fck was i talking about?"

anywho.
hopefully when i look back i can actually remember what i was talking about.
if not, kinna pointless.
whatevs.
we shall see.

As for right now, life is a mess.
work is a bunch of messy stress..
but a messy work in progress to improvement.
can't have rainbows without the rain.
friends are amazingly messy.
keeping life light, bearable, and filled with messy goodness.
family is not so much messy as it is lost.
i haven't had much time to check back home and see whats good (or not).
love is at a stagnant messy stand still.
but that's never as much as a bad thing as it is a good thing.
stability is amazing. but much in need of spontaneity.
guess it would help if i had more time, and when i do, i quit be such a biznatch.

back.

2010-01-17T23:27:00.000-08:00

Happy 2010.
i'm back.

next blog shall have my "2009 reflections" and whatnots.

But just for now...

i'm over YOUR bullshit.

the end.

Detox Day 1.

2009-10-08T12:33:00.000-07:00

SO...
I'm trying this lemonade detox thing.
It's when all you eat/drink all day for 10 days is 10 cups of this Lemonade thing (+as much spring water you like).
Along with the lemonade though, in the morning you do a salt-water flush, and in the evenings you drink 1 cup of laxative tea.

Here's the webpage i'm following...
http://www.lifetrainingonline.com/blog/lemonade-diet-recipe.htm
there's a ton out there, i just like her's/his the best.

First off, the salt water flush as soon as you wake up...
2 teaspoons of sea salt
4 cups of spring luke warm water

I boiled 2 cups of water added the sea salt and then added the other 2 cups of cold water to make it warm. I got the first 2 cups down okay, i didn't feel sick. it was actually alright compared to what i've been hearing. It's probably from all the salt water i end up drinking when i'm out surfing. bleh.
but i poured the last 2 cups of water took 3 gulps and swore i couldn't drink anymore. SO i then gave myself a 5 minute break, and contemplated on just throwing it away. But i decided to finish it. I immediately felt nauseous. But i fought the urges to throw up. Then about 15 minutes later i threw up.
About an hour after drinking this water, i got the urge to take a shit. In fact for the next hour i took a shit a total of 5 times. I guess that's why they call it a salt water flush.

This is where my detox has left me so far...
i'm fckn dehydrated from the salt water.
my butt hurts.
my stomach is far past just pissed off at me.

BUT, i'm actually pretty excited and still more than willing to continue. Although, i haven't drank the lemonade yet. so we see how that goes....

57

2009-09-10T01:44:00.000-07:00

Happy 57th Birthday Mom!

Love & Miss You.
Dana

I wish that without me your heart would break

2009-08-27T20:18:00.000-07:00

I Love this song...
it's quite sad though.

"The Nicest Thing"

All I know is that you're so nice
You're the nicest thing I've seen
I wish that we could give it a go
See if we could be something

I wish I was your favourite girl
I wish you thought I was the reason you are in the world
I wish my smile was your favourite kind of smile
I wish the way that I dressed was your favourite kind of style

I wish you couldn't figure me out
But you always wanna know what I was about
I wish you'd hold my hand
When I was upset
I wish you'd never forget
The look on my face when we first met

I wish you had a favourite beauty spot
That you loved secretly
'Cause it was on a hidden bit
That nobody else could see
Basically, I wish that you loved me
I wish that you needed me
I wish that you knew when I said two sugars,
Actually I meant three

I wish that without me your heart would break
I wish that without me you'd be spending the rest of your nights awake
I wish that without me you couldn't eat
I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep

Look, all I know is that you're the nicest thing I've ever seen
And I wish that we could see if we could be something
Yeah I wish that we could see if we could be something

someone's visiting....

2009-08-21T03:32:00.000-07:00

Alright, so this creepy fckr has been following me since Friday (kamu's house).

I don't know where this superstition comes from, but after my mom passed my dad told me i shouldn't kill moths. My Aunty (his sister in-law) told him it could be my mom. Weird, cause my dad doesn't believe in any of that crap, but i guess he thought to just pass along the "message." The mother part freaked me out though, so i never laid a hand on a moth, and if i accidental did, i repeated "sorry mom, or whoever's mom" to it a few times. and i'd feel super bad and be worried all day/night.
haha.
Later i found out that when he said "mom" it just meant it could be anyone that has passed. He just used "mom" because she had just passed. Also, it's not the little moths...it's those big scary ones.
So everytime i was at my neighbor's house and we saw one of these she would say "oh, someone's visiting." And since then i've sorta believed it. It's kinna creepy to think it, but kinna cool in a way as well.

Anywho, back to his particular guy (photo above), it was first spotted at kamu's house once everyone started coming over for his bbq. And then i spotted it the other morning as i was going to my car to leave for work (my apartment). Now, it's just chilling in my parking garage.

Not gonna lie,this kreeeeeper is freaking me out a little bit.

If it's my mom, you're prolly pissed about me getting a tattoo on my forearm. "sorry? but it is for you" *big smile!* haha.
If it's my kauai grandparents, you're prolly pissed about all my tattoo's (especially grandpa), and the school thing... ya i'm working on it.
If it's anyone else, hello, nice to see you , take care, goodbye. :)

Here's pics of my newest edition of art.

i believe i was trying to read something...

Moving on,
Sunday Night we had Karaoke Night for Tiff and Shannon's Birthdays!
Here's pics. (not in order)

the abuse.

ello, dr. seus

Q-Dawg-Lani had too much to drinky. hahahaha

this is what lesbians do when u try to take a picture of them.
ALWAYS.

momma amy and her keeds.

kamu acting like a fatty.

mi rei being a kreeper.

MmMmm... CAKE.

IN THE EYE!!

imagination blurred...

2009-08-13T22:24:00.000-07:00

"I just wanna know, don't you believe in God anymore?
Well, my faith is gone. To answer your question, yes
I do believe in Jesus. Yes, I do believe in God,
but do I love him?"

Sometime after i graduated, i met a fine unique fellow, Rad Shadd. We all used to just chill and drink (they smoked) pretty much every night. We'd either be at Rad's house or across the street, or out else where. But we all cruised alot with him and his boys. Keep in mind, some night we just literally hung out and listened to music.
I was always one that enjoyed all types of music, one especially being roots music. Lacksley Castell, Twinkle Brothers, Dezarie, Israel Vibration...etc. Rad's friend Delz was/is an roots music encyclopedia. No joke. He would play music i've never heard, and til this day never heard again.

Rad was the exact same but with Hip Hop/Underground Hip Hop music.
I knew what RAP was and i thought i knew what hip hop was. Rad played me something i've never heard, by someone i'd didn't have the faintest idea who he was.
He played for me "god loves ugly," by Atmosphere (yes, i know he's mainstream) and told me to listen to it cause it was about him. haha. we laughed, and i told him he's stupid. but i liked it. then he played "grouch's prayer" by Grouch and said for me to really listen to it this time. that was the very moment hip hop caught my interest forever. it took just 2 songs for me to accept and embrace hip hop music. Rad will never understand how he's impacted my life positively. He's my "braddren," we may not see or talk as much as we used too but i still love that boy.

The song Grouch's Prayer, every single word spoke to me...
i'mma leave you with the lyrics, and i think it'll speak to you too.

Don't get me wrong, i'm not trying to preach negativity, just perseption.

"I just wanna know, don't you believe in God anymore?"
"Well, my faith is gone. To answer your question,
yes I do believe in Jesus.
Yes, I do believe in God, but do I love him?"

[Grouch]
I'm lost upon this voyage and I'm searching for truth.
They told me to believe, but I want to see the truth.
I'm tired of your lies, so now you feel my anger.
How could I ever trust my soul with a stranger?

Now, dear Mr. Bigshot, let me ask you a question.
Put you on the stand,
raise your right hand.
I want to hear your confessions.
My family is stressing out 'cause there's nowhere else to go.
We're looking for a higher power. You dodge, just hit us low.
In church they said that it was free.
Your love would always be.
I'm steadily giving mine, but where is yours for me?
I couldn't see it, so I stray.
You took my dreams, I prayed.
I wanted to get them back, but you laughed and I'm afraid
I made the wrong decision.
You killed my hopes and visions.
I thought you had arisen,
but this is more like prison.
I'm giving my all daily and maybe it's all for nothing.
I never hurt anyone, so why do you keep me suffering?
I stay tough and you lay it on
thicker and I say it's wrong.
I'll play this song 'till you answer,
give you another chance to appear
'cause we dying out here. I see no light.
All I ever did was care and try to do what the fuck was right.

I'm lost upon this voyage and I'm searching for truth.
They told me to believe, but I want to see the proof.
I'm tired of your lies, so now you feel my anger
How could I ever trust my soul with a stranger?
( x2 )

I trained all my life for it.
I would have died for it.
Man, you took it from me,
bully crummy friend,
got the nerve to say I've sinned?
I tend to feel abandoned 'cause you left me in the dark.
The light of my life was gone and I'm searching for a spark.
Sure, the mark of the beast is near,
so we're all living in fear.
Noone holds a clear head,
so people appear dead for a reason
and I'm breathing.
Not even demons scare me.
Is it necessary to panic?
By now I feel prepared. See, I planned it to be one way, but of course it
never works,
forever quirks within the system.
Am I a victim or a jerk?,
with a sickened spurt of questions,
guessing without your blessing,
testing my own limits. I can feel the walls compressing
and within it I ain't shit, but to me I'm all there is.
Sometimes I hate my life when I look at the next man and compare his to mine
and it is the time for me to rise, so let me.
They labelled me a child of God, so help me or forget me.

I'm lost upon this voyage and I'm searching for truth.
They told me to believe, but I want to see the truth.
I'm tired of the lies, so now you feel my anger.
How could I ever trust my soul with a stranger?
( x2 )

[another sample (probably the same movie)]
"I don't care if you're a preacher, a priest, a nun, a rabbi, or a Buddhist
monk. Many, many times during your life you will look at your reflection in
the mirror and ask yourself: 'Am I a fool?'

(Simultaneously played:)--"And then, one day, you're just going to wake up
and say 'fuck him'."
--"I'm not going to relapse. What I've
experienced is closer to awakening."
"I didn't say 'fuck him'."

i'm way too tired to elaborate my point in this blog. u can all just assume it. lol.

EDIT ---
this was my original blog.

how long have I
been in this storm
so overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form
water's getting harder to tread
with these waves crashing over my head

if I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I'd see you
the storminess will turn to light

and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
and everything will be alright

I know you didn't
bring me out here to drown
so why am I 10 feet under and upside down
barely surviving has become my purpose
cause I'm so used to living underneath the surface

if I could just see you
everything will be alright
if I see you
the storminess will turn to light

and I will walk on water
and you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright

and I will walk on water
you will catch me if I fall
and I will get lost into your eyes
and everything will be alright
I know everything is alright
everything's alright

- Lifehouse.

Ahem.

"what means the world to you?" - Cam'Ron

2009-08-13T01:39:00.000-07:00

...the lady figure in my dreams that i recall to be my mother.
...the 1 man i think and worry about every single day, my father.
...the 2 people that raised me, my grandparents.
...the 2 people that let me be a kid but also taught me how to be a better person, my "hanai" family.
...the 1 person that never tolerated me but loved me anyways, my brother.
...the small but cozy group i call my family.
...the people i've been more than blessed to have in my life, my friends.
...the 1 person that's never walked away, my kamuela.

So tell me, what means the world to you? cause money don't me shit to me.

A couple days ago i got a new tattoo.
Kamu's friend was supposed to do it, but she had a family emergency and had to cancel. Me being the impatient person i am decided to just get it done by someone else (at the same studio) instead.
But before i get into it, quick but very deep back ground check for you all (for those who don't already know).

My mother passed away when i just turned 7. I was so young, i took my time with her for granted.
It's been 16 years, not once has a day gone by that i don't think what my life would've been like if she were still around. Not one day, i don't wish i could have had that mother daughter relationship i see my friends have. I try to replay our (old and 1st) answering machine message over and over again in my head, trying to remember the sound of her voice. Some days i think i can hear it, but most of time i'm just reminded of how it's gone. just a faint distant memory. i like to replay the small handful of memories that i have of her in my head so it never becomes a distant memory like her voice. but i know that one day, it too will slowly slip. that i can only hope it never does.
In the end, I remember she's not here, it's not fair and such is life. But I no longer allow myself to dwell on just the thought that she's not around.

Soon after my mom passed, my brother and dad started a small orchid company that expanded to a larger orchid company. my brother had his own lab to cross pollinate orchids, making them unique and his own. My dad and brother cross pollinated phalaenopsis orchids and created a small purple flowered phalaenopsis which they named after my mom. Every one of her plants have flowered differently. Some have dark purple stripes, some have more white, some are more dark purplish. But all beautiful.

My mom used to write a lot of letters to friends and family (no email yet). A year or so ago, my cousin started sending me my mom's letters that she wrote to her mom (my aunty). They were all casual, talking about what's going on, about Shane (my brother) and etc. Then in August 2008, my cousin sent me a couple more... these letters were about me. one was right after she gave birth to me, and the other was about a month after i was born.
This is something she wrote:
"Enclosed are a couple of pictures of Dana at 5 days old. We took out pictures of Shane at the same age and they look almost exactly alike. Since Shane was heavier his face was fuller. I told Stan (my dad) we'd better mark the pictures or 20 years from now we won't be able to remember who was who."

Who would've known she didn't make it past 7 years.

I always wanted to a tattoo to represent my mom. I planned on putting her family crest on my back and her orchid falling over it. Never got it cause i wanted my dad's crest to be a part of it too (and i don't have it). After i read those letters, the idea didn't appeal to me as much anymore. It was missing something.
A few months ago, a good friend of mine mentioned an idea to me. And it was perfect.
From my mom's letters, i pieced together a short simple message in her handwriting "I love you."
Originally i was going to be straight across my wrist "I love you" - Joyce (I wanted her name instead Mom because her signature was one of my memories).
Then i thought, why not put her orchid there too.
When i got to the shop, i realized i wanted it to look like a letter/note (tilted facing me) and it say "I love you" - Mom (Mom now cause i was going to put her name on my other wrist)
THEN, realizing that if i tilted the words like a note that the orchids under it would look like the bottom of stationary paper.
Final product: I love you - mom (her orchid underneath)
The I love you looks like it could be interpreted 2 ways, I love you - mom (as if my mom were telling me) or as me telling my mom "i love you mom."

So now, everyday i wake up and see those 3 words, i feel a small part of that emptiness no longer exists. I remember that, that one small memory will never fade.

(photo is on my facebook)

END OF "DEEP" SHIT.

Random thought:

Miley Cyrus (i had to google how to spell her name) is extremely irritating.
irritating voice, irritating personality, irritating person. bleh.
If you don't know, watch this. you'll agree.

in a nut shell.

2009-05-28T02:54:00.000-07:00

So, yeah... here's some stuff i've been up too in the past few weeks.
Not in order of course.
Missing some stuff too but whatevs.

This is where i'm at... all the fckn time.
i have fckn awesome co-workers, so i consider myself extremely blessed.

Bear.

fckndevilchildren.

i live under my bed.
well...i could.

I don't particularly like to write "captions" so i stopped.

Lately life has been moving in "fast forward." Though I sometimes feel as though i have lots of time on my hands, i really don't. I always have something i need to be doing...and i always find ways to put them aside. I know it's fckn terrible that i do this. But fck, i think it's what keeps me sane.

Here's where my A.D.D is going to take over. I don't feel like writing something of complete "order" so i'm going to list random shit i'd like to share.

1. I've learned that i do enjoy Harry Potter. I'm excited for the movie.

2. On the topic of HP, i feel in love with Twilight a couple months ago. It got a little scary. I read all the books, and feel in love with Rob Pattinson. But i've currently feel out of love with him, so until New Moon comes out, RPatz is done-zo's.

3. I've been wanting to get in-touch with my creative side. i've been trying to get better at take photographs. It's sad that i actually need to work really hard to get a decent shot, and that it doesn't come quite naturally. But fck i'm not about to quit yet.

4. Hurley has been quite an experience. I do enjoy it, but at the same time i can't help but feel that i'm in over my head.

5. Lately i've noticed that i've become "that person" i didn't wanna be. So i'm trying my best to move past it and grow the fck up.

6. i miss maui. i do. but i don't think i could ever live there again, not now. maybe in 30+ years.

7. it's so nice to wake up and see clear blue sky with nothing but sunshine, BUT i miss the rain.

8. it's been soo fckn hot!!! it makes me irritable and grouchy. fckn shit.

9. i want to travel to Europe. NOW.

10. i want to accomplish my new years goals.

11. i want to go to sleep.

shoooots bulleh!

drunken monkeeeee.

2009-05-13T03:23:00.001-07:00

4 glasses of wine.
some "being erica" online.
goodtimes.

i'm drunk. haha.
time for bed...soon.

hahahahahaha.

i feel like an alcoholic.

goodnight.

fetish.

2009-05-12T03:26:00.000-07:00

shoes.
fck.

granted. these aren't exactly shoes most people would die at the price tag. but for us poor folks on this corner, it is.

fck this being poor shit.

anyways, as for life. kamu and i did some rearranging. go to his blog site, he posted pictures.

i'm not gonna lie, i really like what we did. altho i did wake up at 5:13 a.m. this morning, walk to my bathroom only to have my shoulder hit my new bookshelf, causing my painting and frame to fall down (to the ground), then causing to scare the crap out of sleeping kamu. haha! goodshit.

brighter.

2009-05-05T20:43:00.000-07:00

things are getting better by the minute.

communication is key.

betrayed.

2009-05-05T12:08:00.000-07:00

*venting...venting...venting...venting...venting...venting...venting...*

...i just can't believe it.

i understand, and i see how assumptions could have been made.

but weren't we all supposedly friends...atleast i thought we all were.

i can't believe that they thought i was capable of doing something like that to them.

it's just as bad as accusing me of digging through their wallets and stealing their money.

i thought they knew me better than that, i thought they knew i was their friend before i was ever their manager.

i would assume that if they ever even thought of something this horrible, they would atleast talk to me about it before just assuming it was all true.

it's as though i'm no longer a friend, i'm just their (crooked) manager.

i haven't felt this low about myself in such a long time.

it's like back in elementry school, and all the "cool" kids make shit up about you, but everyone believes it, even your best friend.

maybe i'm just not cut out for this kind of job.

maybe managers and employee's can't co-exist as friends.

this is so depressing. it sucks.

who knew that the one person that thought they had everyone's back, was actually they one they didn't trust.

i hate this.

i bite the bullet to save my imagine. i suffer for it, but it's worth risking to save friendships.

but then it all backfires on me.

in the end, there was no point.

in the end, i still lost.

i just don't fucking get it.

i just can't grasp the moment i went wrong to make them think i was capable of such a thing.

i'm not mad at them though, i'm really not. i'm just hurt and disappointed (in myself? in them? i'm not sure) that it was what it was (though i'm greatful it wasn't worse).

now i'm just left wondering, if everything i believed was not what it seemed... who was betrayed? me or them?

fckidy, fck, fck, fuck,

2009-04-29T02:43:00.000-07:00

It's that time in a school semester, where everything just seems to far to reach.
I have my speech tomorrow, I pick an easy topic. But it is a speech to persuade, so i'm not to confidant in my overall presentation.
But oh fckn' well.

I have to write a paper on camera's. Due who knows when. i'm afraid to look.

Then i have a Japanese Oral exam, that i will fail. :)
good times!

oh and the written test to go with that oral test, even better times!

wohooooooo!

fck, i really suck at this school thing.
Maybe i'm not putting enough initiative into it, but seriously... there's so much going right now.
I don't see how i can make school such a priority.

bleh!!!

i'm over typing tonight. haha.
i've been on this damn computer since 6 doing my stupid speech powerpoint.
and i'm just tried of bitching. =)

g'night.

LAME

2009-04-27T00:26:00.000-07:00

i seriously suck at these things.

im going to SERIOUSLY make a better effort to keep this up...
...once school is done that is.

2 more weeks!!! thank you jesus!

bittersweet misery...

2009-02-01T19:55:00.000-08:00

So this was an event full weekend.

BJ VS. GSP fight last night.
SUPERBOWL today.
LAST DAY OF HIC WARD TODAY.

My only thoughts on the fights:
GSP deserved it.
I was rooting for him from the beginning.
My heart was will BJ and I would have been stoked to see him win.
But i knew he wasn't going to pull thru.
GSP is like a fckn animal. His "survival" skills only exceed with every fight.
i was extremely happy to see win that fight.
he is such a humble person. even though i'm sure a lot of it is for show.
someone who is willing to suck up all the shit talking and all the negative attitudes that fly past him, and still come out in the end on top and respectful of his opponent wins my vote.

i guess i had more than just a couple thoughts there. haha

Superbowl:
Honestly. i didn't care too much.
i cheered for the Steelers though.
No true reason why, besides i didn't even know who the cardinals were.
not much of a NFL fan.
i just enjoy superbowl.
it's fun to watch the peek of the season boil down.

HIC WARD:
Sad day.
it was the last day official OPEN day for us.

As of Tuesday, i will be officially an Hurley employee.
It's sucks that i will no long be employed under HIC, but i'm excited for a slight change.
I mean it is technically another surf shop.
but there are much better opportunities with Hurley.
And with the economy these days, i can atleast give it a shot.
but i'm sure everything will work out fine.

So i'm following the trend...

2009-01-26T20:46:00.000-08:00

and what?

i amaze myself sometimes. i say i'm never gonna be able to do one of these "blog" things consistently, but here am trying again!

i guess it's cause i enjoy to read these again, 5 years from now...

a couple months ago, someone mentioned "xanga" to me, and i realized i had one of those still! so i went and signed on... which by the way took me a while to do, because i forgot my user name...then i forgot what my password was. anyway, i finally logged on and read all my random blogs from high school. it was the craziest shit ever, thank God, i changed it all to private when i switched over to myspace. I had so much drama in there, and i talked so much shit about the randomous things. It makes me laugh to think i was such an immature brat, who THOUGHT i was mature. HAH! But i did have some good fckn memories written in those blogs. Days and Nights worth of nonsense that i'd never forget.

Well enough of that...
so far 2009 has been fairly quiet.
i had a small scare a couple weeks ago, went to the ER. turned out to be just fine.
had a couple adjustments to make with my daily life, but nothing ridiculous.

on saturday i got some exciting news.
waiting for the "okay" to spread the word to my slightly new road i'm taking.

School, fck. i hate it. but not as much as i thought i would. i believe i'll be able to succeed this time around. i have faith. hahaha.

Tomorrow's blog will hopefully be more entertaining!
Life's not interesting right now.
But there's still 5 hours left for today, the world could still fall apart.

sHoOoots.

so long 2008...

2009-01-26T20:37:00.000-08:00

...i won't miss you.

2o08 is yesterdays past.

2o08 was a tough one, by far not my worse, personally. 2o08 rocked a lot of worlds i hold near to me. But we all left 2o08 with a bittersweet feeling of accomplishment.

hearts were beated, but not broken.

lives wondered, but were never lost.

hope disappeared, but faith brought it back.

families cried, but strength & love conquered all.

loved ones were lost, but never forgotten.

friendships were tested, but never failed.

others moved on, but memories last a lifetime.

2o09:

i plan to make new friends, but NEVER forget the old.

i plan to try new things, things i never dreamt of doing.

i plan to enjoy life and think of it as half full rather than half empty.

i plan to change the way i look at simple situations and approach them in a more positive manner.

i plan to change my negatives into positives.

i plan to be a better person, well as best as i can be.

i plan to grow up...become the person i know i can be.

i hope to make peace with my demons.

i hope to undo some wrongs and make them right.

i hope to have more faith in those who have faith in me.

i hope to achieve all the things i planned on achieving every year for the past 5 or so years. lol.

and i simply plan to follow through with school for once!

it's a new year. anything can happen! have faith! =)

[SO Ya, this was stolen from my myspace blog, but i felt it was well worthy of being my first official "blog" on this thing. haha. see how long i keep this up! ]