YIKES!...I am in post debt...I haven't posted in over a week! Well, since October 29, 2012, I have done lots of new, but mundane things.
Friday, November 9, 2012
Day 12-22: Parasites, Tea & Presidents
Day 12-22 OF Do Something New Everyday Challenge. Oct. 30 to Nov. 9, 2012
YIKES!...I am in post debt...I haven't posted in over a week! Well, since October 29, 2012, I have done lots of new, but mundane things.
YIKES!...I am in post debt...I haven't posted in over a week! Well, since October 29, 2012, I have done lots of new, but mundane things.
Monday, October 29, 2012
DAY 11-- Pinwheel in the Winds
Day 11 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge--October 29, 2012
Hurricane Sandy's here. I was sitting in the kitchen by the window and noticing how the wind was bullying the trees outside. I lamented the fact that I didn't have any pretty pinwheels to calm the wind with...until I realized I could make one! ladies and gentlemen, I MADE PINWHEELS TODAY! Wish I could tell you guys that I designed it all on my own based on my awesome knowledge of physics but...directions were taken from here.
First, I took a regular printer paper and cut it into a square which was then divided into four equal squares.
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Then, I colored...within the lines and made a diagonal cut from the corner to about 3 cm from the center. (Ni, I decided to make a pinwheel instead of writing a scary story and making you one of the characters...so this pinwheel is for ya...muah!)
I folded every other edge toward the center so they overlapped and replaced my finger with a push pin. Putting in the push pin was so hard! I was scared of stabbing myself. Took me forever, but finally, I placed the pinwheel on my bed and pushed the pin through. no bloody fingers :)
I didn't have a stick. I tried to use my chopstick but it was too finely made. I walked around in my room looking for something that can work as a stick...saw the incense sticks in the bathroom....took one (sorry roommate, hope you don't mind.)It was round so it was really hard to nail the push pin into it. Like the awesome lai gurl from the village that I am, I chiseled the tip flat with a knife. But alas, when I hammered in the push pin with my lock, the stick split in half. WEAK.
Not to be deterred, I walk around some more and found the perfect stick: a pencil! Perfect cuz a hammer was not needed...simply push the pin into the eraser part! I was so excited, I decided to make another one. I made it smaller this time.
Then it was time to go outside to test them! THEY SPUN! Sadly, it was raining and they soon sputtered to a stop,soaked.
But I took a walk outside, enjoying the wind and the rain. It was very refreshing and I was again reminded of how powerful God is. I felt so insignificant and small compared to the howling wind and then overwhelmed to realized the Almighty still chose to love me. I felt so joyous that I even jumped in the puddle in the little fountain thing in the picture below. I was wet...but oh gosh, it was exhilarating.
Did you know that the symbolic meaning of a pinwheel is “to turn one’s luck around”...to turn obstacles into opportunities? That's what the pinwheels did today: helped me turn Hurricane Sandy into a memorable,fun experience. What did you do today? peace out :)
Hurricane Sandy's here. I was sitting in the kitchen by the window and noticing how the wind was bullying the trees outside. I lamented the fact that I didn't have any pretty pinwheels to calm the wind with...until I realized I could make one! ladies and gentlemen, I MADE PINWHEELS TODAY! Wish I could tell you guys that I designed it all on my own based on my awesome knowledge of physics but...directions were taken from here.
First, I took a regular printer paper and cut it into a square which was then divided into four equal squares.
>>>>>>>>>
Then, I colored...within the lines and made a diagonal cut from the corner to about 3 cm from the center. (Ni, I decided to make a pinwheel instead of writing a scary story and making you one of the characters...so this pinwheel is for ya...muah!)
I folded every other edge toward the center so they overlapped and replaced my finger with a push pin. Putting in the push pin was so hard! I was scared of stabbing myself. Took me forever, but finally, I placed the pinwheel on my bed and pushed the pin through. no bloody fingers :)
I didn't have a stick. I tried to use my chopstick but it was too finely made. I walked around in my room looking for something that can work as a stick...saw the incense sticks in the bathroom....took one (sorry roommate, hope you don't mind.)It was round so it was really hard to nail the push pin into it. Like the awesome lai gurl from the village that I am, I chiseled the tip flat with a knife. But alas, when I hammered in the push pin with my lock, the stick split in half. WEAK.
Then it was time to go outside to test them! THEY SPUN! Sadly, it was raining and they soon sputtered to a stop,soaked.
But I took a walk outside, enjoying the wind and the rain. It was very refreshing and I was again reminded of how powerful God is. I felt so insignificant and small compared to the howling wind and then overwhelmed to realized the Almighty still chose to love me. I felt so joyous that I even jumped in the puddle in the little fountain thing in the picture below. I was wet...but oh gosh, it was exhilarating.
Did you know that the symbolic meaning of a pinwheel is “to turn one’s luck around”...to turn obstacles into opportunities? That's what the pinwheels did today: helped me turn Hurricane Sandy into a memorable,fun experience. What did you do today? peace out :)
DAY 10--Candlelit Bubble Bath
Day 10 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge, October 28, 2012
This weekend, I had gone home to be babied by my family. I had had a tough week, and desperately needed the care, attention and support of my mommy, daddy, siblings and aunts. I did not get what I wanted.
Friday, after that dull train ride, I did get a chance to eat and catch up with my mommy. But, come Saturday, she and my aunt left me to go to work. My siblings didn’t come home. My dad was in Canada.
Today, mommy and aunty left early morning to work. I was alone by myself in the big empty house. The weather was awful on account of Hurricane Sandy. I had never felt more lonesome in my entire life than I did this morning.
I decided to throw myself a pity-party but it’s not a nice party when there is only one guest. Then, I remembered reading el blog de mi compañera in which she recommended candlelit bath. It sounded like a great, warm, nurturing thing to me, so I promptly gathered all the candles in the house and scattered them on the sink counter and ledge of the tub in our tiny bathroom. I scrubbed the tub first before filling it with water and dumping in lavender scented bath salt. I didn’t have bubble bath soap, so I just added shampoo to make the bubbles. Then, I fluff my towels in the dryer so that they’ll be warm and ready for me. I got my computer and played Yiruma softly in the background. The stage was ready.
I FINALLY got in the water and immediately regretted the water temperature. I should have made it much hotter! It was a fine temperature for shower but for submerging oneself in… not so much :(. The lavender scent was very soothing and Yiruma was lulling me to sleep. The lights from the candle were dancing on the surface of the water, hypnotizing me. It won’t do good to drown in my tub…I snapped myself and blew out the candles. I immediately got spooked and re-lit them as fast as I could.
When I was done, I rinsed myself with a quick shower. I can’t imagine how those families back in the days were able to share one bath water. I feel so sorry for the one that had to go last. My towel in the dryer had already cooled down. It was such a waste to fluff them…maybe I should invest in a towel warmer…
A candlelit bath was nice and relaxing but I think I will stick to my shower. It was such a hassle to set it all up and an even more pain in the neck to put it all away again. I even had to remove some candle wax from the counter…
And no, the bath didn’t make my loneliness go away but made it more pronounced. Don’t worry. I don’t feel so lonely anymore. The pill? Church ;) peace out…!
Friday, after that dull train ride, I did get a chance to eat and catch up with my mommy. But, come Saturday, she and my aunt left me to go to work. My siblings didn’t come home. My dad was in Canada.
Today, mommy and aunty left early morning to work. I was alone by myself in the big empty house. The weather was awful on account of Hurricane Sandy. I had never felt more lonesome in my entire life than I did this morning.
I decided to throw myself a pity-party but it’s not a nice party when there is only one guest. Then, I remembered reading el blog de mi compañera in which she recommended candlelit bath. It sounded like a great, warm, nurturing thing to me, so I promptly gathered all the candles in the house and scattered them on the sink counter and ledge of the tub in our tiny bathroom. I scrubbed the tub first before filling it with water and dumping in lavender scented bath salt. I didn’t have bubble bath soap, so I just added shampoo to make the bubbles. Then, I fluff my towels in the dryer so that they’ll be warm and ready for me. I got my computer and played Yiruma softly in the background. The stage was ready.
I FINALLY got in the water and immediately regretted the water temperature. I should have made it much hotter! It was a fine temperature for shower but for submerging oneself in… not so much :(. The lavender scent was very soothing and Yiruma was lulling me to sleep. The lights from the candle were dancing on the surface of the water, hypnotizing me. It won’t do good to drown in my tub…I snapped myself and blew out the candles. I immediately got spooked and re-lit them as fast as I could.
When I was done, I rinsed myself with a quick shower. I can’t imagine how those families back in the days were able to share one bath water. I feel so sorry for the one that had to go last. My towel in the dryer had already cooled down. It was such a waste to fluff them…maybe I should invest in a towel warmer…
A candlelit bath was nice and relaxing but I think I will stick to my shower. It was such a hassle to set it all up and an even more pain in the neck to put it all away again. I even had to remove some candle wax from the counter…
And no, the bath didn’t make my loneliness go away but made it more pronounced. Don’t worry. I don’t feel so lonely anymore. The pill? Church ;) peace out…!
Saturday, October 27, 2012
DAY 9--Monkey Love & Curiosity
Day 9 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge: Oct. 27, 2012
I was bored. Being bored is not an option for me, so I decided to change that. I texted some peeps to ask if they have any pills for boredom...they did suggest some, but I didn't get any prescription. So...I did what any girl would do when faced with boredom: RETAIL THERAPY!!!!
My wallet bit me...so I did my shopping at my #1 favorite store: DOLLAR STORE!!! I love shopping there because you can always find some cute, novelty toys/gadgets and things that you-don't-really-need-but-buy-cuz-it's-a-dollar. I had so much fun!
I found the little monkey on the floor and it was love at first sight. It had lopsided eyes like me! There were other monkeys with better glued-on-eyes on the rack, but I went home with the little guy instead. I also found the cutest caterpillar:
I also got some stickers for my students:
And a colander for my mom (hers were getting discolored):
Now, my trip won't be complete if I didn't get something to experiment. I have always wanted to try the magic towel. It is a little compact square of towel:
I also saw something VERY COOL: Snake Eggs...it is two magnets...and the packet says "singing magnets"...now, I have taken physics and I have been fooled many times before by dollars store's "cool toys" but like a dummy I still get SUPER excited and I can't help but buy them to satisfy my curiosity:
UPDATE: A friend sent me this youtube clip of a cute little monkey being a rascal to a baby tiger! soooo funny...
My wallet bit me...so I did my shopping at my #1 favorite store: DOLLAR STORE!!! I love shopping there because you can always find some cute, novelty toys/gadgets and things that you-don't-really-need-but-buy-cuz-it's-a-dollar. I had so much fun!
I found the little monkey on the floor and it was love at first sight. It had lopsided eyes like me! There were other monkeys with better glued-on-eyes on the rack, but I went home with the little guy instead. I also found the cutest caterpillar:
Now, my trip won't be complete if I didn't get something to experiment. I have always wanted to try the magic towel. It is a little compact square of towel:
VERDICT
The towel was just very compactly folded...probably by a machine. It was coarse and not at all absorbent. As for the "snake eggs"...they're just two magnet pieces...they do not "sing" and even though the packet has a diagram of them in motion...they don't really spin...they're just magnets. I can use them on my fridge, but as for the towel...I have not found any use for it at all...I hope I satisfied your curiosity so that you don't have to go out and buy them for yourselves...what's that? You're not a dummy like me? yea....people like me exist so that people like you can appear smarter...
DAY 7&8-- Coffee and Trains
Days 7&8 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge: Oct. 25&26th, 2012
Day 7:
For breakfast I usually eat cereal or left over dinner. Today, I decided to eat like a king. So I had toasted bagel with GENEROUS amount of cream cheese (hey, I workout the night before) and coffee...and yes, I had my coffee made with sweetened condensed milk---the southeast asian way... Good breakfast...but now, I regret not adding eggs and some fresh fruits to the breakfast...that would have made it much more kingly...
Day 8:
I took the Baltimore-camden marc train route instead of the Baltimore-Penn line that I usually take. Verdict: Same boring scenery. But I'll stick with the Penn line since it drops me off at Penn station. I always feel like an 19th century young lady traveling to go work as a governess whenever I am at Penn station...
see, isn't it gorgeous? Anyway, that's it for those two days. Peace out.. :)
Day 7:
For breakfast I usually eat cereal or left over dinner. Today, I decided to eat like a king. So I had toasted bagel with GENEROUS amount of cream cheese (hey, I workout the night before) and coffee...and yes, I had my coffee made with sweetened condensed milk---the southeast asian way... Good breakfast...but now, I regret not adding eggs and some fresh fruits to the breakfast...that would have made it much more kingly...
Day 8:
I took the Baltimore-camden marc train route instead of the Baltimore-Penn line that I usually take. Verdict: Same boring scenery. But I'll stick with the Penn line since it drops me off at Penn station. I always feel like an 19th century young lady traveling to go work as a governess whenever I am at Penn station...
see, isn't it gorgeous? Anyway, that's it for those two days. Peace out.. :)
DAY 6--I think my arms are gonna fall off....
Day 6 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge October 24, 2012
Did I mentioned that I never work out? Yea, I realized my physical activities were limited to walking to and from classes and hopping in and out of bed. I felt disgusted with myself. One needs to be healthy to enjoy life. If my life were a video game, my health would be flashing dangerously low...you would need to find that health potion quick to keep me in the game. Well, my dears, I decided to get that potion myself by exercising.
I couldn't find the time to do so until bedtime. Yay, there might be some naysayers out there who says exercise before bedtime is a bad idea, but I LOVED IT. Well, I loved the time, NOT the exercise part. I don't think it interfered with my sleep at all.
I looked for some workout videos on youtube but then I remembered my old zumba teacher, Liz Dialto, has her own fitness website/videos now. So, out of loyalty (and cuz I liked her zumba moves, I decided to check her out and did one of her video posted below.
My arms were BURNING! So....i only did one rep..:( sorry Liz! I decided to do some exercise for other parts of the body. I was very attracted by the abs on this video, so I clicked it...
I am so out of shaped that the workout in the video was a HUGE cardio workout for me. I was sweating like a pig...girls don't sweat...I was...glistening profusely..hahahhaa. I liked how the workout kept changing...It was fun anticipating what's next. After the video was done, youtube suggested this video:
HOW DID YOUTUBE KNOW I WANTED SEXY THIGHS? hahahaha..so I did that. 50 reps. But only 1 set. Cut me some slack. This was the most movements I have done since I was like born....my brain and muscles were too shocked...
I followed the workout with a quick shower...(remember Day 2?) Kekeke...got addicted.. That night: such a great sleep I had! I need to work out more...my brain and muscles are laughing at me...
Muscle: Hahahhaa...Priscilla thinks she can workout...so cute of her for trying...
Brain: I need to prepare...do you think she'll be crazy to try it again...*gasp* what if she keeps doing it?
Muscle: Priscilla...working out regularly...PWAHAHAHAHAHHA...you jest, brain, you jest...
Brain: hahahahhaha...who am I kidding...you're right...It is Priscilla we're speaking of.
Me: *GASP* You have no faith in me! I'll PROVE you WRONG....*munch on cookies*
Did I mentioned that I never work out? Yea, I realized my physical activities were limited to walking to and from classes and hopping in and out of bed. I felt disgusted with myself. One needs to be healthy to enjoy life. If my life were a video game, my health would be flashing dangerously low...you would need to find that health potion quick to keep me in the game. Well, my dears, I decided to get that potion myself by exercising.
I couldn't find the time to do so until bedtime. Yay, there might be some naysayers out there who says exercise before bedtime is a bad idea, but I LOVED IT. Well, I loved the time, NOT the exercise part. I don't think it interfered with my sleep at all.
I looked for some workout videos on youtube but then I remembered my old zumba teacher, Liz Dialto, has her own fitness website/videos now. So, out of loyalty (and cuz I liked her zumba moves, I decided to check her out and did one of her video posted below.
I followed the workout with a quick shower...(remember Day 2?) Kekeke...got addicted.. That night: such a great sleep I had! I need to work out more...my brain and muscles are laughing at me...
Muscle: Hahahhaa...Priscilla thinks she can workout...so cute of her for trying...
Brain: I need to prepare...do you think she'll be crazy to try it again...*gasp* what if she keeps doing it?
Muscle: Priscilla...working out regularly...PWAHAHAHAHAHHA...you jest, brain, you jest...
Brain: hahahahhaha...who am I kidding...you're right...It is Priscilla we're speaking of.
Me: *GASP* You have no faith in me! I'll PROVE you WRONG....*munch on cookies*
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^BEST COOKIES EVER^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Day 4&5--Life is Beautiful
Day 4&5 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge
Sunday night I was hit with a hard news. My childhood friend had passed away at his own hands. It made me reflect upon my life again and made me question so many things. Monday, I woke up still dazed from the news. Life still had to keep going for those left behind. So, for my new thing that I did: I did a scavenger hunt around U Street/Cardozo neighborhood in DC. Nothing remarkable happened but I did chanced upon a playground that I once played on long ago on a rainy day with my boyfriend. Thought I would never see it again. Turned out I will be working right next to it.
Day 5: Tuesday which is today, I woke up and still functioned but my world felt clouded and veiled. It reminded me of Claritin commercial...I was in the pre-claritin world...i needed the pill to take me from clear to claritin-clear. I have to admit I didn't do anything new today. Well, actually, today is the first time I ever bought coffee. I don't even like coffee but I craved it today. I will be drinking it tomorrow.
I started this blog and challenge just so that I can have an interesting side to present to people. But life's too short for that. I want to make my few remaining days the best days of my life, not because I can seem cool but so that I can enjoy this precious gift from God. So on this fifth, I officially change the purpose of this challenge from "helping me to stop being boring" to "helping me appreciate and enjoy life". And I dedicate this challenge to my friend.
PP, I am sorry I never said Hello. No matter how busy, boring or_____________ (insert adj.) my life was, I should have taken the time to let you, and others that I love and care about that I am there for them. I am sorry you had to pay such a high price to teach me that. I promise I won't let you down.
Day 5: Tuesday which is today, I woke up and still functioned but my world felt clouded and veiled. It reminded me of Claritin commercial...I was in the pre-claritin world...i needed the pill to take me from clear to claritin-clear. I have to admit I didn't do anything new today. Well, actually, today is the first time I ever bought coffee. I don't even like coffee but I craved it today. I will be drinking it tomorrow.
I started this blog and challenge just so that I can have an interesting side to present to people. But life's too short for that. I want to make my few remaining days the best days of my life, not because I can seem cool but so that I can enjoy this precious gift from God. So on this fifth, I officially change the purpose of this challenge from "helping me to stop being boring" to "helping me appreciate and enjoy life". And I dedicate this challenge to my friend.
PP, I am sorry I never said Hello. No matter how busy, boring or_____________ (insert adj.) my life was, I should have taken the time to let you, and others that I love and care about that I am there for them. I am sorry you had to pay such a high price to teach me that. I promise I won't let you down.
Monday, October 22, 2012
DAY 3-- A Walk to Remember
Day 3 of DO SOMETHING NEW EVERYDAY CHALLENGE--October 21, 2012
Today is Sunday which means Church for me :)As usual, I was running late to Church, so as soon as I got dressed, I dashed out. A couple blocks later, the wind decided it wanted to be Regina George and yanked my dress up, exposing me to two guys and a girl. Luckily, I wore shorts underneath like I always do when wearing a dress/skirt. Unfortunately, they happened to be spandex shorts which kinda bunched up and make you look like you're wearing a really big underpants. Mortified, I clutched the hem of my dress, and decided against going back to change since I was running late. I scurried to my metro stops, avoiding people and strategically walking behind cars and trash cans. But luck was not on my side today.
A block from the metro, there was some kind of festival. Lots of people were staring at a make-shift stage where three girls were dancing. Guess where my path led to? RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE STAGE! I could trace my steps back and walk all the away around to the metro. But again, time was an issue. So holding onto my dress for dear life, and praying that all eyes were on the dancing girls, I sped past the stage and was eventually able to safely board the train.
I had a great time at church. It was youth Sunday, so they lead us in worship. And I thanked God because He taught me something else. As everyone else was worshiping and praising the Lord,I couldn't do it, thinking of all my sins. I just felt guilty. But then God spoke to me. Who was I to deny Him the praise that He deserves? Just because I sinned doesn't mean His Greatness has changed. My sins doesn't change the fact that God is LOVE who sent his son to redeem all of us. And so, I praised His name. Yes, I still have fights to win, but I rejoice in the fact that God loves me no matter what.
When church ends, I usually get rides back to my dorm.Today, however,I had no such luck. So, from Wheaton metro station, I caught the red line train to Shady grove. On the rare days that I take the metro home, I usually transferred to the blue/orange line to get off at the stop right by my school. But today, for my challenge, I decided to remain on the red line, get off at the stop nearest to my school and walk the rest of the way. You would think this morning wind fiasco would have deterred me but for the sake of the blog, I went ahead with it.
First thought stepping out of the metro: "yay! no wind." And there was no wind the rest of the way. I tried to take pictures of my walk but my $10 camera was all like "naaaaa...I only work under natural sunlight". My walk was refreshing but pretty boring except for two incidents.
Incident #1: Location: Right on the intersection of 17th and H street. I was admiring a beautiful building and took out my camera to take a picture when I heard "briiing briinng". I turned around to find a capital bike coming right at me! I had no time to move and stood there transfixed. Luckily, the cute Chinese guy on the bike had better reflexes than mine and steered out of the way. As he passed me, our eyes met and it felt like we were in slo-mo. It was such a Korean drama moment! But I guess I am not a poor but plucky girl living with a horrible step-family (and secretly and unknowingly dying of cancer) and I guess he wasn't a chaebol because the guy on the bike just nodded,said "sorry" and sped away.
Incident #2: On F and 19th street, the traffic light turned red and a car slowed down.Inside the car was an Indian/Pakistani man and his car was LOUDLY playing a very lively Indian song. Our eyes met and we nodded at each other, grinning. If this were a bollywood movie, at this point he would have gotten out of the car and we both would have walk over to where a group of Freshmen stood huddling and all of would have broke into a synchronized dance. Alas, when I surreptitiously glanced around, nobody seemed about to bust a move. And I was too shy to dance alone, so I added an extra spring to my steps along with a very subtle shake of the butt. To the girl walking behind me: I am sorry if I looked like I had hemorrhoid....
The walk was uneventful....well actually...I did almost have a korean drama moment and a bollywood moment....kekekeke...So I think I will continue to take this route in the future...more exercise for me ;)....peace out :P
Today is Sunday which means Church for me :)As usual, I was running late to Church, so as soon as I got dressed, I dashed out. A couple blocks later, the wind decided it wanted to be Regina George and yanked my dress up, exposing me to two guys and a girl. Luckily, I wore shorts underneath like I always do when wearing a dress/skirt. Unfortunately, they happened to be spandex shorts which kinda bunched up and make you look like you're wearing a really big underpants. Mortified, I clutched the hem of my dress, and decided against going back to change since I was running late. I scurried to my metro stops, avoiding people and strategically walking behind cars and trash cans. But luck was not on my side today.
A block from the metro, there was some kind of festival. Lots of people were staring at a make-shift stage where three girls were dancing. Guess where my path led to? RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE STAGE! I could trace my steps back and walk all the away around to the metro. But again, time was an issue. So holding onto my dress for dear life, and praying that all eyes were on the dancing girls, I sped past the stage and was eventually able to safely board the train.
I had a great time at church. It was youth Sunday, so they lead us in worship. And I thanked God because He taught me something else. As everyone else was worshiping and praising the Lord,I couldn't do it, thinking of all my sins. I just felt guilty. But then God spoke to me. Who was I to deny Him the praise that He deserves? Just because I sinned doesn't mean His Greatness has changed. My sins doesn't change the fact that God is LOVE who sent his son to redeem all of us. And so, I praised His name. Yes, I still have fights to win, but I rejoice in the fact that God loves me no matter what.
When church ends, I usually get rides back to my dorm.Today, however,I had no such luck. So, from Wheaton metro station, I caught the red line train to Shady grove. On the rare days that I take the metro home, I usually transferred to the blue/orange line to get off at the stop right by my school. But today, for my challenge, I decided to remain on the red line, get off at the stop nearest to my school and walk the rest of the way. You would think this morning wind fiasco would have deterred me but for the sake of the blog, I went ahead with it.
First thought stepping out of the metro: "yay! no wind." And there was no wind the rest of the way. I tried to take pictures of my walk but my $10 camera was all like "naaaaa...I only work under natural sunlight". My walk was refreshing but pretty boring except for two incidents.
Incident #1: Location: Right on the intersection of 17th and H street. I was admiring a beautiful building and took out my camera to take a picture when I heard "briiing briinng". I turned around to find a capital bike coming right at me! I had no time to move and stood there transfixed. Luckily, the cute Chinese guy on the bike had better reflexes than mine and steered out of the way. As he passed me, our eyes met and it felt like we were in slo-mo. It was such a Korean drama moment! But I guess I am not a poor but plucky girl living with a horrible step-family (and secretly and unknowingly dying of cancer) and I guess he wasn't a chaebol because the guy on the bike just nodded,said "sorry" and sped away.
Incident #2: On F and 19th street, the traffic light turned red and a car slowed down.Inside the car was an Indian/Pakistani man and his car was LOUDLY playing a very lively Indian song. Our eyes met and we nodded at each other, grinning. If this were a bollywood movie, at this point he would have gotten out of the car and we both would have walk over to where a group of Freshmen stood huddling and all of would have broke into a synchronized dance. Alas, when I surreptitiously glanced around, nobody seemed about to bust a move. And I was too shy to dance alone, so I added an extra spring to my steps along with a very subtle shake of the butt. To the girl walking behind me: I am sorry if I looked like I had hemorrhoid....
The walk was uneventful....well actually...I did almost have a korean drama moment and a bollywood moment....kekekeke...So I think I will continue to take this route in the future...more exercise for me ;)....peace out :P
Sunday, October 21, 2012
DAY 2--Am I Cheating?
Day 2 of Do Something New Everyday Challenge- October 20, 2012
Aigooo...it's only been two days and yet I am already failing! I couldn't come up with any cool new things to do....(or maybe I was being too lazy today hehehehehe).
I woke up today and took a shower and ate and then studied. Then I cleaned the heck outta my room. I discovered today that used dryer sheets are the best thing to remove dust with. Using paper towels isn't as effective cuz the dust forms little dust balls that refuse to get off the surface. They, however, cling to the dryer sheet and hang on for dear life. After my bathroom was gleaming and I could see my reflection on the kitchen counter, I decided to call it a day. Good timing too cuz I was starting to hallucinate from the fantastick fume. (btw: fantastick= BEST CLEANING PRODUCT EVER)
I thought about what exciting thing i could do. I even scoured the internet for ideas. Most of them involved getting dressed and going outside. "REJECT" said my lazy bum. So I did the next best thing. I got dressed and fully put on my make-up, all the while dancing to Spanish hip-hop (Las manos arribas, cintura sola, da media vuelta, danza kuduro :))And then I watched THE SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS while i did my nails.So, I effectively had a girls- sleepover- party all by myself. (I'm Mr. Lonely...I have nobody for my own..ooooooooooo)
While reading the book version of it back in like middle school, I was so in loved with Lena and Kostas's romance and secretly wished for a love story like theirs. They're so cute together! Watching it in the movies wasn't as magical for me...but it definitely confirmed my wish to have my honeymoon in Greece. SO PRETTY. Watching the movie, I was much more affected by Carmen's daddy issues story. I cried and my heart positively bled for her.
It was late and I thought I could count this girls-party for one as my "something new". I kinda felt guilty about it cuz i have done my nails while watching chick-flicks by myself before. I just never had called it girls-sleepover-party for one. But I was tired, so I crawled to my bed.
"STOOOOOOOOOP" screamed my brain before I could pounce on my bed. Earlier that day I had change the sheets for fresh, new linens. My bed smelled so fresh and clean and I felt DIRTY and UNWORTHY to lie upon it. Why dirty? Well, I had cleaned the room, the bathroom and the kitchen all day...and I just felt unclean...I needed to a shower before bed! "NONSENSE.RUBBISH!" snapped my lazy half of the brain. It was nonsense, I had taken a shower in the morning and change into a pj AND I knew I will be showering again early morning the next day. And I didn't even sweat or anything while cleaning. As I moved to climb onto the bed again, the opportunistic in me whispered, "Go take a shower...you can blog about it.". So I turned and marched into the bathroom and did just that.
I still kinda felt guilty cuz I have taken a shower near bedtime before. And I have showered more than once on a single day (HELLOOOOO RANGOON ;) ). But I shrugged it off and slid the shower curtain open. Just as I was about to step out of the tub, my conscience partnered with the daredevil in me and before I could stop them, they turned the faucet all the way to cold and made me stand under the freezing water for a full minute. Brrrrrrr...I wanted nothing more than a towel heater when I got out...
The shower was really refreshing and I think I had a really nice sleep cuz of it. Of course, I was already very relaxed from my movie-and-manicure session. Since I kinda have done them both before, I know they don't really count as "new things". Each is like half of a new thing. Therefore, I hereby invoke the laws of math (.5 + .5 =1) and declare that movie&manicure + cold shower before bed= 1 new thing...
What's that? cheater, cheater, pumpkin eaters? Stop chanting that! I promise to do an amazing new thing tomorrow!!! peace out :)
I woke up today and took a shower and ate and then studied. Then I cleaned the heck outta my room. I discovered today that used dryer sheets are the best thing to remove dust with. Using paper towels isn't as effective cuz the dust forms little dust balls that refuse to get off the surface. They, however, cling to the dryer sheet and hang on for dear life. After my bathroom was gleaming and I could see my reflection on the kitchen counter, I decided to call it a day. Good timing too cuz I was starting to hallucinate from the fantastick fume. (btw: fantastick= BEST CLEANING PRODUCT EVER)
I thought about what exciting thing i could do. I even scoured the internet for ideas. Most of them involved getting dressed and going outside. "REJECT" said my lazy bum. So I did the next best thing. I got dressed and fully put on my make-up, all the while dancing to Spanish hip-hop (Las manos arribas, cintura sola, da media vuelta, danza kuduro :))And then I watched THE SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS while i did my nails.So, I effectively had a girls- sleepover- party all by myself. (I'm Mr. Lonely...I have nobody for my own..ooooooooooo)
While reading the book version of it back in like middle school, I was so in loved with Lena and Kostas's romance and secretly wished for a love story like theirs. They're so cute together! Watching it in the movies wasn't as magical for me...but it definitely confirmed my wish to have my honeymoon in Greece. SO PRETTY. Watching the movie, I was much more affected by Carmen's daddy issues story. I cried and my heart positively bled for her.
It was late and I thought I could count this girls-party for one as my "something new". I kinda felt guilty about it cuz i have done my nails while watching chick-flicks by myself before. I just never had called it girls-sleepover-party for one. But I was tired, so I crawled to my bed.
"STOOOOOOOOOP" screamed my brain before I could pounce on my bed. Earlier that day I had change the sheets for fresh, new linens. My bed smelled so fresh and clean and I felt DIRTY and UNWORTHY to lie upon it. Why dirty? Well, I had cleaned the room, the bathroom and the kitchen all day...and I just felt unclean...I needed to a shower before bed! "NONSENSE.RUBBISH!" snapped my lazy half of the brain. It was nonsense, I had taken a shower in the morning and change into a pj AND I knew I will be showering again early morning the next day. And I didn't even sweat or anything while cleaning. As I moved to climb onto the bed again, the opportunistic in me whispered, "Go take a shower...you can blog about it.". So I turned and marched into the bathroom and did just that.
I still kinda felt guilty cuz I have taken a shower near bedtime before. And I have showered more than once on a single day (HELLOOOOO RANGOON ;) ). But I shrugged it off and slid the shower curtain open. Just as I was about to step out of the tub, my conscience partnered with the daredevil in me and before I could stop them, they turned the faucet all the way to cold and made me stand under the freezing water for a full minute. Brrrrrrr...I wanted nothing more than a towel heater when I got out...
The shower was really refreshing and I think I had a really nice sleep cuz of it. Of course, I was already very relaxed from my movie-and-manicure session. Since I kinda have done them both before, I know they don't really count as "new things". Each is like half of a new thing. Therefore, I hereby invoke the laws of math (.5 + .5 =1) and declare that movie&manicure + cold shower before bed= 1 new thing...
What's that? cheater, cheater, pumpkin eaters? Stop chanting that! I promise to do an amazing new thing tomorrow!!! peace out :)
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Day 1- Laundry Drama
So what was the first new thing I did to spice up my life? I ironed my clothes. What an exciting adventure. Pwahahahaha. I told you I was boring. (as an aside...the verb iron as in removing wrinkles is pronounce like "i-ern" not "i-ron"...english pronunciation is so fickle..)
Now, I hate doing laundry. Don't get me wrong, I do like to do and enjoy doing some chores like washing dishes and cleaning the bathrooms. But washing and folding laundry? Eww, no. And as for ironing....ew ew ew ewwwwwwwwww. >.< So, my sisters always had laundry duties while I happily scrub the toilets. Mother told me I will be a big disappointment to my husband...that is if the guy were dumb enough to marry a girl who couldn't iron his suit jacket.
My scumbag brain couldn't come up with anything cool new thing to do...in fact it could't come up with anything. So while I racked my brain, I decided to do my laundry cuz I was running out of clothes to wear. Walking into the closet, I tripped on the cord of my roommate's iron. And BAM! LIGHTBULD MOMENT!
I ironed EVERYTHING, including my socks. So...Ladies and gentlemen, I present you with before and after pictures of my ironing adventure. Forgive the quality. It's $10 polaroid a520 camera I got from Ebay. And ignore the date on the photo...they were taken today..
BEFORE
AFTER
As you can see, my ironing skill isn't that great yet...And you're probably wondering where the "drama" is that I mentioned in the post title? Well, readers, I live in a dorm and share washers and dryers with about 60 other girls.
When I went to wash my clothes, all the washers were currently in their cycle except for one. The girl had neglected to come on time to take them out and put them in the dryer. I waited a few minutes but time is money...so I reluctantly took her clothes out and put them in her hamper and moved it by the dryer. While I was loading my clothes, she came in. I told her what I did and apologized. She didn't say anything but I could tell she was upset as she loaded her clothes in the dryer. 50 minutes later, I went to check on my clothes. All the dryers were in cycle EXCEPT for the dryer that she used. Again, her cycle was done but she had neglected to collect her clothes in time. I waited 10 minutes to see if she would show up soon. She didn't. So I unloaded her clothes into her hamper nicely and loaded my own clothes in the dryer instead.
Well...when I went 50 minutes later again to collect my laundry, she came in as I was unloading my clothes from the dryer she had used. She looked pissed. She let out a big sigh and yanked her hamper away. She took a step to go out but then changed her mind and turned around and snapped "Are you sure you took everything out?" I was caught off guard...surprised at her tone and implication that I might be stealing her clothes. I only meekly nodded and quietly continued to unload my clothes. Then she RANTED
"You know it's very rude to take out people clothes...How would you like it if someone did that to your clothes??????" I tried to tell her that I understood what she was saying and that I always come on time to deal with my clothes so I won't get in the way of someone else using the appliances. But I only managed to say "well" before she cut me off again with her rant: " I mean I am not accusing you. And I'd understand if my clothes were in there for like 3 hours...but they were only in there for like 1 hour"...she ranted more...and I could NOT get a single word in( I am not assertive enough). Then she turned and marched out of the room, leaving me to fume silently as I finished unloading my clothes.
EXCUSEEEEEE ME MISS...IF YOU DIDN'T WANT YOUR CLOTHES TOUCHED...COME COLLECT THEM ON TIME LIKE I DID....YOU EXPECT US TO HOLD OFF ON OUR OWN CHORE FOR AN HOUR JUST TO CONVENIENCE YOU.....SORRY BUT
If I had been more assertive and talked back, I would have gotten in a catfight. That would have been a much more interesting first NEW THING to do...lolz..peace out :)
Friday, October 19, 2012
Today's the start of a new life....
so, today I reflected on my brief existence here in Earth and I realized I have no accomplishments to be proud of. None. Nada. Zilch. I guess the only things I can be semi-proud of is that I graduated High School and got into college. I have no talents to speak of. I only know how to sleep, cook ramen, eat, and go to school. I have no hobbies. I am not in any clubs/organizations. I suck at every sports.No fashion sense. No make-up skills. NO artistic skills whatsoever. The only instrument I play is the fork-plate-pots...and even that has no rhythm.
IS ANYONE ELSE AS BORING AS I AM?????
The answer to that, my dear, is no. I don't how I manage to have friends. oh, wait,..I don't have any friends... :(
I am tired of living like this. So, I want to change my life. Shake things up a bit.. That is why, starting today, I WILL DO SOMETHING NEW EVERYDAY for a year. My daily routine gotta go...And it will be a great fodder for my blog.. The reason there has only been 2 posts so far is cuz I am boring as doorknob.
So, help me, Gdd.
If i can do this, then next year from today , i will change all the frown below to a smiley...what a happy day that will be..
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IS ANYONE ELSE AS BORING AS I AM?????
The answer to that, my dear, is no. I don't how I manage to have friends. oh, wait,..I don't have any friends... :(
I am tired of living like this. So, I want to change my life. Shake things up a bit.. That is why, starting today, I WILL DO SOMETHING NEW EVERYDAY for a year. My daily routine gotta go...And it will be a great fodder for my blog.. The reason there has only been 2 posts so far is cuz I am boring as doorknob.
So, help me, Gdd.
If i can do this, then next year from today , i will change all the frown below to a smiley...what a happy day that will be..
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Thursday, October 18, 2012
Downsides of Burma's Growths..
Well, would you look at that....Burma Burma Burma...the word on everyone's lips these days. With the recent turns of events, Burma is a hot spot for investors right now and everyone and their mothers are hoping to strike gold there. However, in the race to get rich, many disgruntled Burmese citizens are shoved off the road and left behind.
Example, you said? Well, my dear, contrary to Burma's President Thein Sein's lauded "NO" to China over the Myitsone Dam Project a year ago, private news outlet are reporting that workers are still going ahead restarting the construction. The Myitsone Dam project is meant to supply electricity to China for 50 years after which ownership will be transferred to Burma free of charge. And Burmese government was to get $54 billions during that 50 years. How about the thousands of Kachins in the area forcibly relocated? They get nada. In fact, their lands were forcibly taken away. No farms = no earnings. No slice from the $54 billion pie.
As another example, copper mining in Letpadaung has led to environmental destruction and forced relocation and illegal confiscation of lands. The villagers in Letpadaung comes out the losers. And then, there are the lawyers in Rangoon protesting over the sale of courthouses that have been there since colonial time to hotel businessmen. And of course, there are unscrupulous investment firms cheating some Burmese out of their money.
I only expect more protests as many will be left behind in the dust as others speed off in their recently purchased BMW. As Burma grows, more buildings and factories will be built. Growth is a good thing. However, as of now, Burma doesn't have environmental laws to protect the beautiful land. Burma doesn't have laws or policy to protect the interest of the people, or at least they're not enforcing the law. As we all look for our gold, I only hope that we do it fairly.
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