Yummy Pho

I did something I never thought I would ever do... I made pho. (I can hear all of you gasping from shock.)

My friend came over yesterday to help me learn how to be a better cook. I've never actually tried to make anything fancy, and it was time I started to at least attempt to make something edible.

I don't think I ever been inspired to make anything because I don't really have anyone to cook for. It's usually just my brother and me at home, but he's way to picky to ever eat anything I make.

It turns out that pho really isn't that hard to make. It only took a little while to make. While we were waiting for the soup to brew, my friend decided to paint my nails. She gave me these really cute black french tips that I ended up really liking. I now wonder why I never thought to paint my nails. 

I had so much learning how to cook, and getting pampered that I think it's going to become a weekly ritual. Every girl should know how to cook while having fabulous nails, right? ;D

Zion Adventure

I don't think Zion will ever get old for me. Every time I go, I love it a little bit more. It's the trees, the river, the rocks, the trails, the animals, the house, the company that makes me love it oh so much. 

Zion has a certain magic in the winter. The snow makes the scenery extra beautiful, and the trails aren't crowded by a lot of people. Ah, I just love a place that has actual seasons. Southern California only gets hot or cold, and I was starting to forget what snow looks like.

You all will be impressed to hear that I only slipped and fell on the ice twice. It could of been much worse. It's a hidden talent. I fall on ice, rivers, showers, and probably any smooth surface.

Sadly, I spent my vacation being sick, and coughing on everyone and everything. My body even had the nerve to get better on the day we went home. 

The best part of the trip was the laughter. From laughing about courtesy flushing, unknown pregnancies, and pajama hiking. There was even laughter while we were watching The Ugly Truth and The Big Bang Theory. I smile from just thinking about it.

I had my share of ditzy moments. We won't talk about the brownies or my terrible driving...

I had such an enjoyable trip, and Zion will always take a big chunk of my heart. Oh Zion, how you make my heart sing. :)

Merry Christmas

Have a happy holidays everyone! I hope everyone has a safe and wonderful holiday filled with laughter, love, and lots of food. Food is always important.

I'm going to leave for Zion in the wee hours tomorrow. I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. I'm trying to sleep soon, so that I am well rested enough to drive tomorrow. 

I won't be back until Tuesday. I'm going to be admiring the view from a certain rocking chair far far away. :D

Changes

I think I am changing quite a bit in the last few months. I have now decided to be more assertive about what I want. I used to be intimidated by people, and was always worried about what they thought about me. I did things to make them happy when I should of been doing things to make me happy.

I am still really shy, but I'm trying really hard not to be. I realize the problem, but it's always really difficult to get out of your comfort zone.

But I am doing what I want to do now, and I am not so worried about what people think about me. I don't have to do anything I don't want to do, and that's the way I like it.

Yay for being more assertive.

Hair Cut

I tried to get a hair cut yesterday, and I had originally told my hair stylist that I wanted to chop it all off. I wanted to have short hair because having long hair is a lot of work. (Not that my hair was even all that long) It's a struggle to keep my hair from tangling throughout the day. 

She barely cut a inch off my hair, and told me I'd look terrible if she was to cut it anymore than that. When I told her I just wanted to have short hair, she refused and told me that I needed to grow it out. She claimed I would look so ugly with short hair because I wasn't thin enough.

I was so amused that I even laughed. I no longer take offense to these kind of remarks. Vietnamese people have a tendency to give you their opinion even when it's unwanted.

I let the shop with hair that looked almost the same as when I came in, and I think she may be right. I might have to grow my hair out.

A Birthday Wish

Dear Frances,

Happy Birthday! You've finally caught up with me. Isn't it great to be officially 21(plus 2)?! 

Someday we're going to travel the world. We're going to share more laughter. We're going to have so many more memories together. Adventure awaits us! 

I'm so glad you're in my life. You're my girl, and I'll love you forever. Here's to another 23 years. 

Love,

Hang

Cake Time

I went to a wedding on Saturday, and I had a good time. It was a traditional Vietnamese wedding, and even though I would never want that kind of wedding, I could still appreciate the delicious food that was serve there.

There was plates and plates of food, and I thought I would never stop eating. I was in heaven. Food is one of my greatest weakness, and I was ecstatic.

Later today I am going to an engagement party where there will be more food and cake. I feel like I've been eating a lot of cake lately, but that's ok. Cake is good. :)

I just need to go to bed now, so tomorrow will come sooner. :D

Biking!

A friend helped me find a really cheap used bike on craigslist. It's purple and it's not exactly new, but I don't care! It's the most awesome bike in my eyes.

I can't wait to bike on a regular basis, and maybe I'll start using my car less. I can run errands on it, and save gas. I may be a bit ambitious, but I'm super excited!

I even removed the old seat, and installed a newer more comfortable seat. I felt like such a handywoman. Yeah, you should be impressed that I can use a wrench. (or not)

I still need a lot of things for it though. I need a lock, and I would like a bike rack for my car. I think those things can wait though. (Well, maybe not the lock part.)

Off I go riding into the sunset. I just hope I don't get mugged when I do attempt to ride my bike down the river beds...

Freeeeedom

I'm finally on winter break, and I'm not sure what to do with myself. I spent most of my time studying, and now I'll have a lot of free time.

Maybe I'll read some books. Maybe I'll finally get that bike that I have been meaning to get. Maybe I'll take a lot of lazy naps. I hope I'll be productive, and get something done though. Maybe I'll have many wild adventures, and good times.

I am definitely planning on having a terrific winter break. I have Zion to look forward to. I have the Sundance Film Festival next month. I plan on going to a bunch of museums, eating at new places, and maybe learn how to finally cook.

I really want to start crafting again, so I think I'm going to use my break to make some stuff. I have a lot of ideas, but I hope they come out the way I am imagining it. Things have way of never coming out they way I imagine it to...

New Friends

I have problems making new friends. I've always had to work on being more social. I'm awkward in a lot of situations, and when it comes to making new friends... it barely happens.

I'm not very good at small talk or even relating to people. I don't do what a lot of girls do. Instead of going out to a club, I stay home and read. When I see Frances, we stay home and chat for hours. Hiking is one of my favorite adventures. I think rocks are the coolest things ever.

So when I actually made a new friend this semester, I was pleasantly surprised. Who knew someone so adorable was sitting right next to me? She likes so many of the same things I do, and we have gone through some of the same experiences. How did that happen? All I had to do was talk to her? I realize that the concept may seem obvious to you, but I am extremely shy sometimes. Just bare with me, I've already admited that I was awkward.

I am trying to break out of my shell more, and not be so much of a push over. I should do the things I want to do, and not worry about what others think. (Easier said then done) I think I've made a lot of progress!

That calls for a cupcake. Good thing I just made a batch, and now I have an excuse to eat one. :)

One Final Down

Yay, I did really well in my Geology lecture class, and I'm extremely happy with my grade! I just now have to make it through my evil lab. I'm so tired of studying, but I must go on... One more, and I'll be in vacation bliss! :D

Broken Into

My brother discovered that his window was broken into last night. Someone had apparently took the screen off, and placed it neatly on the ground, and pried open his window.

They knocked over a bunch of things that was on my brother's desk, but it didn't seem like they took anything. Nothing was missing, and if they were hoping for money, they weren't going to find it. We don't really have any money.

I am pretty spooked. It seems like it was really easy for them to come in, but I don't get why. They didn't steal anything (That I know of). They didn't really move anything around (Except to knock some things over). I am really confused. What was the point?

Maybe it was to scare us. If that is the case, it definitely worked. Now I'm afraid someone is outside my window waiting for me to sleep so they can kill me. I'm already super paranoid. This is not going to make me any less paranoid.

Walmart

I never go to Walmart. I hate that place. It's an evil corporation, and I usually never walk into that store.

But on this particular day, I was looking for something that every other store didn't seem to carry, and I was getting desperate. Boy did I regret my decision.

While I was walking by the milk section, a man approached me, and asked me what kind of milk he should drink. I could see that he already had milk in cart, so I was slightly confused on why he was asking me. I then asked him what kind of milk does he generally drink.

That was when he lift up his shirt to show me his muscles. I became really uncomfortable. Why was this 50 year old man showing me his muscles, and asking me what he should drink?

He then proceeded to tell me he was too skinny. He wanted me to be impressed by his muscles and how fit he was.

I told him to drink 1% since he was trying to gain weight. I guess that gave him the confidence to pet my back, and tell me what a fun girl I was. At this point I was ready to bolt. He then began rambling about how the government was trying to take away fun, and how we should have fun sometimes. I told him I had to go to school, and I left quickly.

What a weirdo. I don't get what he was trying to do, but I am definitely too weirded out to ever go back to Walmart.

Finals Week

I don't want to study anymore. I've been doing it for so long now that I think I want to curl into a ball, and fall into a deep sleep.

I realize that I don't really have that much to study, but it's so overwhelming. I have a notebook full of notes to go over, and I really want an A. I've grown to become a perfectionist, and so it's important to me.

The cold isn't helping at all. I spend my days going to the bookstore to escape the cold. I like to do that during the winter. Go anywhere that is warm to keep myself from freezing to death.

I should go back to studying. My notebook is calling me. Maybe I'll snuggle into bed and study... that may be a bad idea. I'll end up asleep.

Random Facts

I went to the auto show last weekend. When I tell people that I like cars, people are shocked. Why is it so hard to believe that I like it? My brother is a car fanatic, so it rubbed off a bit onto me. I wouldn't say I am a car fanatic, but I know what I like, and don't like. 

I think ice cream is best eaten during the winter. I cannot look at melted ice cream (so gross!), and it doesn't melt so quickly in the winter. I admit that it isn't refreshing to eat ice cream during the cold, but the fact that it doesn't melt as quickly makes it much more enjoyable for me. I really cannot stand the sight of melted ice cream, so you can usually see me eating ice cream really quickly during the summer. I try to eat it in three bites. It's not very attractive to watch me eat ice cream in the summer.

I also really like mashed potatoes, but I think you all already know that. :)

The Big Bang Theory AGAIN

I don't think I will ever get tired of this show. It's quite delightful, and never gets old.

How I love Sheldon. It's freaky to watch him because he acts the same exact way even when the camera isn't running. The cast is perfect together, and I could never imagine anyone being able to replace them.

I usually go really early, so I can be like the third person in line waiting for the show (There's usually someone comes super early, and is one step ahead of me), but I had forgotten my ticket, and didn't realize it until 30 minutes into my drive. I got there an hour after the time I had planned on being there, and ended up being the 21st person there.

When I finally got seated inside the studio, I was places in the farthest right corner possible, and knew that I didn't really have a chance at getting autographs at the end of the night. I was too far back to ever make it to the front. I was heartbroken, and tried to tell myself that I didn't care. (Didn't really work)

The episode was hilarious, and I had such a good time. I was giggling through the night, and was happy to see the actors in action. They were amazing, and I can't believe how fast they talk. How do they memorize so many lines every week? I can't even memorize things for my Geology class.

At the end of the show, I was ready to leave because I believed that I wouldn't be able to get autographs. I had brought my dvds, so I thought it might be worth a shot to squeeze myself in.

By the end of the night, I got Johnny Galecki (Lenard), Simon Helberg (Howard), Chuck Lorre (creator), and Bill Prady (creator) to sign my dvds. I totally swooned when Simon Helberg came up to me. I even professed my love, and he smiled. (I found out his birthday is today, and I can't believe I didn't say Happy birthday. I didn't even know until 5 minutes ago. SIGH.)

Overall it was a terrific day! I want to do it again, and again, and again! And I shall!

I Wonder About Myself Sometimes

I was late this morning. I had places to go, people to meet, and new places to explore. (Ok, maybe not that dramatic.) 

The reason I was running late? I couldn't find my keys. I think I spend about 1/8 of my life looking for my keys. I mean it. Maybe those little key trackers would help me spend less time looking for them. I think that shall go on my Christmas list. 

This morning I spent 20 minutes looking for my them everywhere. I even checked in the washer and dryer (I have washed and dried them before) to make sure I hadn't put them in there. I was so desperate, I even looked under my bed.

I later realized they were in my pockets the whole time. I felt really silly, and I still felt silly hours later. What's wrong with me? How did I not feel them in my pockets?

I should be more organized, and always keep my keys in the same place. That would be smart, but apparently I never learn my lesson.

Guilty Pleasure

When someone ask me what I usually like to read, I have a bit of a nervous breakdown. I never know if the person is going to judge me.

I really enjoy reading romance novels. I enjoy them just as much (or maybe a little bit more) as the classics or something on the best seller's list. I just love reading in general, and will read anything that interest me.

People have in the past made me feel bad for reading what they described as fluff books. They imagine that I read books that contains graphic love scenes, and the characters' only goal is how they are going to get laid.

That is NOT what I am reading, people.

Moving on... I have an author that I have been reading since I was a teenager, and I've always adored her. He books have brought tears, laughter, and a lot of sighing on my part. I enjoy her so much that every holiday, a bunch on girls (We're on an online board) and I would make her presents.

AS A SURPRISE, SHE DEDICATED A BOOK TO US. My name is written on the dedication page of her new book. 

Can you imagine my delight? How I felt when I picked up that book, and realized she was talking about me? How someone so busy would take the time out of her life to write us such a sweet message? 

I was definitely surprised. I was beyond happy. It was one of the very best surprises I could ever want. I'm still giddy with excitement. :)

Bad Dreams

I've been having the strangest dreams lately, and they are freaking me out.

A few nights ago, I had a dream where someone shot me in the back. I was walking down the street, and some gangsters shot me in a drive by. I remember I was in a lot of pain. When I told my brother to take me to the hospital, he took over an hour to get ready. I never made it to the hospital.

Last week, I had a dream that I had an enemy that went out of their way to torture me. I would be locked in dark rooms, bitten by bugs, and beaten by a gang of people. I remember waking up, and being scared.

Last night, I had a dream about ghosts. (I'm actually really scared of them, and hope I never see one.) I shiver when I even think about. I don't think I want to watch any more scary movies or even movies with death in it. It's sad to admit, but I had a dream about them because I had watched Gone With the Wind the other night. All those solders dying made me think about what happens to them after death. Naturally, I assumed some of them would become ghosts.

I don't want any more scary dreams. I hope it's not being triggered by stress. Maybe I'll just think about fluffy clouds and unicorns from now on.

Registering For Classes

...is extremely stressful. I'm trying to make it all fit into my schedule, but I think I'm being a little bit ambitious. I don't know if I can handle 18 units. 

I'm trying to make it all fit into my schedule, and at the same time try to be reasonable about how much work I can handle. 

I know I have to take a math class, and I'm cringing. I hate math, and it's always so painful for me. I think I have a break down whenever I have to solve a complicated math problem. I've always admired mathematicians. 

I'm taking other evil classes, but I'm excited about my historical geology class. :) We going to get to go on some more interesting field trips, and maybe even camp. I loved my last camping trip. I'm looking forward to going to more.

Ugh. I need decide what I'm going to take, save money for text books, and look for a job. 

Gone With the Wind

I don't know how I feel about this movie. I have mixed feelings, and I haven't stopped thinking about it since I saw it last night.

I sometimes wanted to slap Scarlett O'Hara. I sometimes screamed at Rhett Butler to leave Scarlett. But then I start to cry when I think they aren't going to end up together. 

One minute I want them together, the next minute I think they are impossible together. 

It's hard not to hate Scarlett, but then I still wanted a happily ever after ending for her. How does that make any sense? I sometimes extremely disliked her, but I wanted her to end up with someone I didn't think she deserve? Crazy!

My emotions are mixed. I feel like since I invested 4 hours into this movie, it should end on a happy note, and all should be well. But at the same time, I am fascinated by the flaws of the characters, and how human they are.

I think I enjoyed it for the most part, and it's definitely different from the things I normally watch.

Easily Amused

I am extremely easily amused. I can be amused by just listening to people tell me their life stories or even when I am people watching on a park bench. I can entertain myself for hours.

It really doesn't take much to catch my attention (I like to look at shiny things), or even take that much effort to keep myself preoccupied. I laugh at the silliest jokes, and love people who gives me fits of giggles.

I especially love to sit outdoors (especially at a National Park), and soak up the nature around me. I just love in the fall when the leave are crunchy, and stepping on them are extremely fun. Dipping my feet in the river is a wonderful treat, and even star gazing at night is a wonderful pastime.

I enjoy taking walks or laying on the couch watching movies. I love going to the bookstore and reading books I would never buy or taking naps on a cold afternoon. Hugs make me feel loved, and long conversations are my favorite things to do.

It doesn't take something fancy to make me happy. I love the simple things in life. I love when I have time to reflect on things or take things slowly.

That may explain why I don't lead an exciting life. I don't really go to parties or out to fancy dinners. I am happy doing the most simplest things. :)

Seasons

It's December already?! Where has all the time gone? I know I say that frequently, but seriously I can't believe how fast time is moving. It's a bit scary. I'm not ready to get older. I'm not ready for 2010.

I have to say I hate the cold, and it's making me sad that it's already chilly. I don't want to sound whiney, but I miss summer. I miss the lazy days on the beach, escaping the heat by going to the movies, or when ice cream was such a refreshing treat. 

There's only one thing wonderful about winter, and it's SNOW. I wouldn't to live in snow, but it's so wonderful to be able to drive two hours away and see snow. I'm going to Sundance next year, and hopefully I'll finally try skiing. Yay!

We're expecting El Nino this winter which means a lot of rain. I don't mind rain so much except that fact that it's evil to drive when it's rainy in California. People tend to drive in a snail pace, and brake every two second. It's terrible. We already have bad traffic, and it becomes even worse in rain. 

I'm counting the days until it's summer. Give me sunshine anyday. Maybe I'll move to Australia for awhile. :)

Currently

I've been spending a lot of time getting stressed out about what to get people for Christmas. I'm running out of ideas, and Christmas is around the corner. I spend a lot of time wondering what a person might want, and the rest of time trying to resist sales that catches my attention.

I've been trying to budget, and I'm doing pretty well except that there is always something I need or want. I try not to eat out or buy anything that isn't necessary. 

Finals are around the corner, and it's freaking me out. I need to start studying and learning as much as possible. I am starting to go blind from looking at all the geological maps. I can't wait until winter break. Sweet freeeeeeeeeeeedom (Imagine Mel Gibson in Braveheart) is almost here. Not that I don't like school. I love school.

I need to concentrate harder on getting a job. I need to do something besides school, and it would be nice to have a little extra cash. 

Star Trek

Late in the middle of the night, my brother and I watch old episodes of Star Trek. There usually isn't anything on, so we end up watching whatever we find interesting. 

That was how we usually did things until sometime over the summer, my brother discovered that Star Trek is on every night at around 12:30am. 

When he first began to watch it, I would tease him about it. What is up with the cheesy dialogs? Why are they all talking like that? Who would watch this?

As time progressed, I started to be drawn in. I started loving the cheesy plots, and strange costumes. I slowly started looking forward to watching it every weeknight. When it wasn't playing on television, I started to Netflix it. I became addicted without even realizing it.

When the new Star Trek movie finally came out on DVD. I had to watch it right away. I love the movie. I love the show.

People have been referencing to the show for years, and I finally understand them. I finally know why people say, "Beam me up, Scotty." 

I just can't believe I waited this long to finally watch something so wonderful. At least I have a lot of free time to catch up on it now. :)

Black Friday

During Black Friday, I usually find some amazing deals on things. 

I wasn't so successful this year. There were really good deals on some things, but you had to either camp out for it or fight a giant crowd. Plus, I didn't really want to fork over the money for anything new. I need to save for Christmas presents. Which leads me to another dilemma.

I went to Black Friday this year because I usually go every year, and I was going to go with Frances anyways.

Best Buy was CRAZY. Why would anyone want to wait in that crazy line? (Never mind that we did that, it was IMPORTANT!) The lines wrapped around the store, and I didn't even think the deals were that great. All the doorbuster deals were gone by 8am, and all that was left was things that weren't really on sale.

The malls weren't as crazy, but there really weren't anything that caught my eye. The sales weren't that great. Their deals wasn't anything to get excited over, and I didn't feel the urge to hoard anything.

Black Friday is starting to become extinct. Sooner or later it'll just be a story we tell our grandkids. I'm going to be one of those grandmothers that say, "When I was your age, there used to be a thing called Black Friday..."

Gobble Gobble

Happy Thanksgiving! I hope you all have a safe and wonderful day. :)

I'm thankful to have my friends and family in my life. Everyone means so much to me, and I could not ask for a better network of people. I love you guys!

I'm going to spend the day visiting friends and family. That means yummy food, and a good time. Yay! I've always been a sucker for mashed potatoes. I'm going to eat a truckload today!

I'm also going to be waking up early tomorrow to shop until I drop. I'm not sure though because I am sick. Boooooo! :(

Maybe I do like It

I have to confess. I enjoy the Twilight series. Let me explain, I think the Twilight series is not really an original or even a clever story, but it has a way of keeping me interested.

I don't know what it is. I used to read about vampires, witches, werewolves, shape shifters, and wizards growing up. I think it's a subject that has always intrigued me as a child. I think a part of me has never given up that fantasy (Although I think the books I used to read are much better than the Twilight series.)

As much as I want to hate the Twilight series (because sometimes it's so silly), I can't help secretly enjoying it too.

I realized the writing isn't that great or even the plot, but I don't think I can resist a story about vampires and werewolves. No matter how hard I try to hate.

It's mindless fun for me... even when the story doesn't make an sense or when I think the characters are just so stupid. It's something that entertains me for the moment.

It does bother me though how everyone is now vampire crazy. It's just like the time when everyone went pirate crazy. Why do things I like have a way of getting spoiled?

An Eventful Camping Trip

I don't go camping often, but it's not because I don't like the outdoors. It's because I hate the cold. I despise it. I'm terrified of it. I avoid it at all cost.

So when the school decided to make a camping trip at the end of November, I thought myself crazy for agreeing to freeze to death, but I wasn't going to miss this opportunity to see the desert through a geologist's prospective.

We left on Friday, and I was extremely excited. I was secret hoping the weather wouldn't be so bad, or that I would be able to adjust to the cold. 

On our way to the campsite, we got lost. We end up taking a wrong turn, and going on a crazy hilly road that was made for fixing the electrical poles. One of the vans got stuck in the road, and the other van lost its back bumper (it later had to be duct taped back on), and made us waste an hour and a half. Luckily for me I was in the van (there were four total) that nothing went wrong in.

I was not prepared for the cutting cold, and froze that night because I wasn't wearing sufficient clothing, and my sleeping bag was a little thin. I couldn't sleep because I felt like my feet had frozen off. Frost bite anyone?

The next day we spent the day going on 3 hikes, and the weather was just perfect. When you're hiking up a mountain, a breeze is always welcomed. I was surprised to see how beautiful the desert was. 

We spend that day in the Sonoran Desert, where I got to see so many geological features. I got to see alluvial fans, desert pavement, the San Andreas Fault, and pictographs. I even got to identify rocks. Impressive huh?

It's so amazing when you look in every direction, and all you see is mountains. We got to climb inselbergs (which are HUGE BOULDER ROCKS), and play in caves. It was an adult playground.

I even got to see a rattlesnake. I am starting to become fond of snakes. Weird as they terrify me not that long ago. Don't get me wrong. I don't want them to bite me, but they are cute in their own way. My teacher even told me I should bait a chipmunk, so I could see it at a closer view.

I had a better second night, as I knew what I had to do not to freeze. I bundled my legs in my extra sweater, wore ten shirts, and turned my sleeping bag into a cave. I slept much better, but I'm not sure if it was because I was so tired or the fact that I was much warmer. I did have condensation all over my tent when I woke up, so I believe I was nice and warm during the night.

The last day camping, we spend it exploring an old mine in the Mojave (Joshua Tree) Desert. The hike was really intense, and I was pooped, but it was worth it. The view was amazing. (It's definitely hard to hike when you are trying to keep up with a bunch of guys that walk as fast as you run.)

My field journal was filled with interesting facts, and pictures that I drew. The lecture was interesting, and I did have a really good time aside from the falling, and the fact that I was still too shy to approach my teacher. SIGH.

I did poorly on my final though because I did what I always do... not read the direction or question fully. Why do I do that? It's okay though, I had a good time, and I'm trying a new thing where I don't freak/stress out over things.

I think I may want to go on the next camping trip in April. :)

Back!

I'm back from camping, and I have so much to tell! I'm just so sleepy that I'll have to post about it tomorrow. 

We had to take a final at 9:30pm, and now all I can think about is how comfortable my bed is. How I missed it when I was gone. 

Limited Cooking Ability

As a child, I admired my mother for being able to cook delicious food. I remember watching cooking shows on television, and wanted to cook like they did. I've always had a deep love for food. 

Cooking is an art. It's something you learn through practice. The ability to cook well is a skill everyone wants.

Too bad I am lacking. I can cook maybe about four dishes. I have tried to cook many things unsuccessfully, and it breaks my heart. 

I want to be able to make an amazing Thanksgiving feast. I want to be able to host parties, and make excellent dessert. Can you imagine? I'd invite people over, and we'd all have a fancy dinner. (I can dream can't I?)

I better start practicing. Maybe someday I'll make a mean pot roast. (Maybe I have to stop being a vegetarian before that happens.)

I have a hankering to make a soup. Mmmmm...

Being Late

I hate being late. I pride myself on being punctual. It's a trait that I admire in others, and one that I practice on a daily basis.

I had a class field trip yesterday to Dana Point. We were to learn about the features of Dana Point, and how they were formed. It's quite interesting actually.

I had set my alarm (at least I thought I did) to wake me up at 7:45. I had to be at the beach by 9:00.

I woke up at 8:45, and screamed all the way out the door. I hate being late. I especially hate being late for a class that I adore.

I may or may not have drove down the freeway at an alarming speed.

Being late seriously kills me. I tell you, my life is dramatic. :D

Phone

Yay, I got an amazing new phone.

It's brown and shiny, and has a touch screen. 

No, it's not an iPhone... I couldn't afford such a thing. I got a Behold2, and it's so nice! 

What makes me especially happy is that I got it for cheap. I'm such a cheap-o that anything cheap makes me happy.

That may explain my love for bargains...

Old Fashioned

I have a thing for vintage clothing. I love how beautiful they are without looking like a hoe.

I'm not talking about flapper clothing or what the hippies wore. I love watching, I Love Lucy, and seeing the way they dress. I think Jackie O was fashionable. I think I'm fascinated with black and white movies because of it.

I love the traditions and the values of the past. How families would eat meals together. When people weren't to busy for each other.

I think it's cute how guys used to court girls, and how people would go steady. What happened with the times? 

People were so well mannered back then. Everyone was polite and courteous. Girls weren't flaunting their bodies. What happened to the old fashioned values?

I love talking to old people. They are usually the most sweetest people out there. They have so much to say, and they things they say aren't silly or weird. I usually am more social towards old people. I will generally try to be friends with someone old. It's weird. I feel like I connect with them. 

I sound like such an old person. Oh, I think I was born in the wrong decade. :)

Joshua Tree National Park

Yay, so I am officially set to go camping with my Geology class on November 20-22. 

I'm going to be sleeping outdoors under the stars (no tent for me). I really enjoy star gazing, so this will be such a treat.

I'm not too sure about the bugs though. As long as they don't crawl on me, we'll get along great. I'm not sure why, but I've always been afraid of them. Maybe it's because they bite.

I'm already planning my meals, and getting my stuff together. I love having an excuse to buy a bunch of food.

Too bad I have to keep a field notebook, and take a test. I guess it'll be a nice working vacation. :)

Handy Woman

Our faucet was leaking, and my mother decided that I should finally learn how to fix the faucet. 

Thinking that I was a handy woman of some sort, I decided to take the challenge. I bought a replacement for a broke piece, and came home with the intentions of fixing the sink.

The thing is... I know very little about how one would fix a leaky faucet. I assumed that you just screw the pieces together and call it day. I thought it would be simple, and that any normal person would be able to do.

Apparently, that person would not be me.

By the time I was finished, I had stopped the leak from coming out of the faucet. I was proud. I thought I had done a great job. 

Little did I know the leak started to come out from below. I also didn't know that there was a puddle forming under the sink. 

An hour later, I realized that I needed help from my dad, and that I was no handy woman. Can't say I didn't try though.

I guess I should learn how to actually do something before I attempt it. Who knew?

Predictions

Frances and I would make predictions about the future when we were younger. We conduct a list of what we thought would be happening to us and the people around us in the next five years.

I remember how much fun it would be to go back, and reread the things we wrote about. Most of it would be silly, and some of it would later become true. It's one of the ways we kept ourselves entertained. We would also play card games for hours on end. That and walking the dog was our specialty.

Frances and I are dreamers. We would dream of the day we would become roommates. We discussed how we would decorate our house, and how one day we would die laughing while sitting in rock chairs (Doesn't everyone want to die that way?). We discussed the what we would be doing, and how we would turn out. 

Oh... I miss those days, and how the biggest goals in our lives had to do with traveling. (Boy did I go off tangent. I only meant to share the fact that I like predicting future events, but then I started walking down memory lane.)

In ten years, I would probably:

1. Traveled to at least 5 foreign countries.
2. Finally picked a career, and am sticking to it. I may be a geologist, a paralegal, a photographer, or even a bum. I better be doing something I enjoy.
3. Be married with two kids. I'll have a girl and then a boy. (Just like my family.)
4. Own a Saint Bernard named Bear. I love those dogs. They are huge and lovable.
5. Be more confident and social. (That is a goal I am currently working on. IT'S SO HARD.)
6. Drive a hybrid. 
7. Have had lasik eye surgery. If not, I will be blind.

I'm sure I'll be happy no matter what happens to me. 

Not that Young

I still sometimes get carded with I buy a lottery ticket.

Do I look like I'm 17? I'm never sure if they think I look like a kid or if they are just asking to make sure. I never know.

I asked the cashier how old I looked one day when I was purchasing a scratcher, and he told me I looked 16.

WHAT?! I think I can confidently say I do not look like a teenager. I think I really do look my age. Whenever I look in the mirror, I say, "Wow, you look 23." It's true. 

I guess I should be flattered, but I don't think I would be the type of person to freak out when I start to get wrinkles (I say that now, but maybe I wouldn't be so calm when I actually get them). 

At least they aren't telling me I look older than I am. 

It may have to do with the fact that I still eat kid meals, get excited over Disney movies, and take naps. Oh, what I would give to be a kid again. :)

Pride and Prejudice

Oh how I adore Pride and Prejudice. I've read it many times, and I still cry at the same parts. No matter how many different versions of the movie I watch, I still can never get enough of it.

It's just the most beautiful love story ever written. Mr. Darcy has the ability to make girls swoon (including me). 

Who doesn't want that kind of love? Someone who loves you for your mind, and your personality. That's the kind of love we all want.

It kind of makes me sad to see that romance novels and movies have gotten pretty skanky. I watch some of them, and come out wondering why I paid the $100,000 to watch it. I can't finish reading a lot of romance novels. 

That results in me watching the movies 1,000 times, and rereading the books a 100,000 times. There's just something so magical about Jane Austen's stories. No one has ever written anything more beautiful.

Jane Austen's stories reminds me each and every day that I don't want to settle. I want true love. :)

Lacking Basic Skills

I can't do a lot of things that must people can do in their sleep. (It doesn't stop me from doing them though.) 

I can't swim.

I can't sing.

I can't draw.

I can't dance.

But not to worry, I'm really good at other things.

I laugh often.

I can be really helpful.

I have never gotten a traffic ticket. (knock on wood)

I am silly.

And the best part is... I am really good at being ME.

If I Never Moved to America

Do you ever imagine what your life would of been like if something hadn't/had happened?

I do. Can you imagine what I would be like if my parents decided to stay in Japan?

I would probably speak broken English, and dream about visiting California. I would be one of those Japanese tourist who makes the peace sign in every picture. Wouldn't that be strange?

I would also probably be working a blue collar job because I wouldn't have been able to pay for school. Maybe even working at the same plant my parents were working at.

I might not even have ever learned to drive. Japanese people use public transportation most of the time because the streets are very congested. My parents used to take the bus, the train, or ride their bikes everywhere.

I would probably have a very different personality. I may of became a serious person. Maybe I would of became an outgoing person. Who knows, the possibilities are limitless. 

I might have been married with 3 children, living in a tiny apartment. 

What I do know though is that I wouldn't really change the life I have now. I do enjoy the things that come my way, and am looking forward to my future. I don't have very much to complain about (although it may not always seem that way).

Being More Assertive

I finally did it! I finally worked up the courage to ask my teacher for advice. I finally worked up the nerve to talk to her. It's not that she's intimidating or scary. It's just that I admire her so much, and I can be painfully shy. 

I think I'm selectively shy. It depends on who I am trying to talk to, and what my mood is like.

She gave me so much insight that I feel so silly now for not talking to her earlier. I now have a lot of my questions answered, and she made me feel like I can do anything I want to do.

That's exactly what I needed to hear. I needed to hear from someone who has been through it that as hard as it is, it is extremely rewarding.

She also advised me that I should break out of my shell. It has been a goal of mine for a long time, but I am actually going to put it in action today. 

Yes, you heard me. I will talk to someone new in my class today. I will make an attempt to be more social and approachable. 

I'm just trying to be a better person, and fix the flaws that I know I have. It's extremely hard though, and it's sometimes painful to force myself to do something I don't want to do. I'm not even sure why it's so hard for me, but I think it's about time I did something about it.

Motion Sickness

I am extremely dizzy right now, and I am feeling just awful. Being really dizzy right now reminded me of how I am prone to motion sickness.

When I was living in Japan, my family took me on their company trip to Mt. Fuji, where I proceeded to throw up in their boss' car. That was a memorable trip.

I get a major headache whenever I try to read in a moving car. Never ask me to read directions for you unless you want me to get sick in your car.

I remember taking train rides as a child in Japan. I remember always asking my mom if I could get off because I didn't feel well.

My family once went on a family trip to Canada. When I looked out of the plane's window to see clouds, I threw up, and then became very upset when my brother refused to pull the blinds down. Seeing the clouds below the plane gave me a very uneasy feeling.

I hate bus rides because the buses are usually jerky. I don't know how anyone can stand sitting in something so shakey. It's like a mini earthquake whenever I am on a bus. I must give credit to some buses though. Some of them are really smooth, and are much more enjoyable to ride in than my own car.

I probably would get motion sickness if I was ever to skip for too long. Apparently, I get motion sickness almost anywhere. 

Oh, the tragic life of Hang. At least I know what to avoid...

Huh?

No one came to my house last night. I didn't see any trick-o-treaters in the the neighborhood, and I was left with a bunch of pringles that I do not know what to do with. (I was giving out pringles because I thought chips are more exciting when you already have a bag full of candy.) Luckily I didn't buy that many, but am now confused with what the kids in my neighborhood do on Halloween.

I thought, at least I can go to the Halloween clearance sale after Halloween.

I went to Target this morning thinking I can snag some cheap candy. 

I wait for these sales after every major holiday. (I especially love the after Christmas sale. It may have to do with the fact that I love wrapping paper, boxes, and gift bags.) Everything is usually marked down 50%. I would then proceed to put everything in my cart, and later would have to convince myself that I didn't need 99.9% of what was in my cart. It is an internal battle that I looked forward to every year.

When I got to Target I saw that the candies were only marked down 30%. What?! Why?! That's not even cheap at all! It's only a few cents cheaper than the sale price on Halloween day. 

I was heartbroken. I was devastate. I was even confused because everyone was buying a cartful of candy when it wasn't even that cheap.

Wow, I sound like a complete cheap-o. It's just that I don't really eat candy, but when it's really cheap, I can't resist having a few piece of candy. I guess I can survive without it.

Oh recession, what have you done to the economy?

Happy Halloween

It's that time of year again. Right after this Thanksgiving and Christmas is going to hit. Oh boy time moves so quickly.

I think I may stay home this year and pass out the candy. (Although nobody usually stops in my neighborhood.) I think 23 may be a little too old to still be trick-o-treating. (That's what I did last year. I had no shame.)

Have a HAPPY HALLOWEEN, and remember to be safe. :D

Apple Pie

Frances told me there was a little town called Julian in San Diego near her house (an hour or so away) that had the most amazing apple pie, and we decided to make a day trip out of it.

I'm willing to travel far and wide for apple pie. Pie is my true love. I prefer it to cake, brownies, etc. I think I shall serve pie at my wedding.

When we got to Julian, I was pleasantly surprised that it was a tiny little town. The little town located on a mountain, so the air was nice and crisp. It actually hurt to breathe because the air was so fresh. My lungs are more accustomed to polluted air.

We walked into most of their stores (which were mostly antique stores), and end up buying some snacks. How am I suppose to resist caramel puffs? The town is so mellow and peaceful. I could never imagine living in such a town. Where everyone knew each other? A place that didn't even have a movie theater near by? I've been spoiled by the city, and being conveniently located next to everything. When I get bored I can go to the mall, the park, the beach, the movies, etc.

I fantasize about living in a small town though. It's just so mellow. I don't see anyone hurrying to get to places, and they acknowledge each other when they are walking down the street. Being in a town where everyone knows your name doesn't sound so bad. (Maybe I've watched too many Gilmore Girls episodes...)

We ended up having a nice lunch (She had pot pie, and I had a vegetarian croissant.), and eating apple pie with ice cream for lunch. The pie was AMAZING. The crust had the right amount of flakiness, and the apples had the right amount of sweetness and tartness. I was in heaven. It was delicious.

I must state that Julian's apple pie is one of the best pie I've ever had. I wouldn't mind making it a habit to get their pies once in awhile. I'll probably end up dreaming about them...

Luckily for me, I brought home a whole pie. I think I'm going to have a bite of it right now. :)

Eating Habits

I like to eat my food in a certain way. I'm not sure if it's strange or normal. 

I like to eat the crust of my sandwich first. That usually means that you'll see me eating my sandwich in a circle. I believe that the center of the sandwich is the best part. I have a tendency to save the last bite for last.

Whenever I eat curry and rice with eggs, I like to eat all of the curry before I eat my egg. Once again I am saving the best bite for last.

I tend to do that with my side dishes too. I'm a huge fan of side dishes. I love corn, mash potatoes, mac and cheese, steamed veggies, and rice pilaf. (Mmmmmmmm...) I usually like my side dishes more than the main course. My last bite of food is usually some sort of side dish.

That's why I think dessert should ALWAYS come after the meal... :)

The Big Bang Theory

...is one of the greatest shows of all time. The show has the ability to make me laugh until my tummy hurts.

I didn't really know anyone that was available or even wanted to go to the show with me. Up until the last moment, I was deciding whether I wanted to go alone or not.

Being the huge fan that I am, I couldn't pass up such a wonderful opportunity. Getting to see the whole gang of The Big Bang Theory live? That's like a dream come true.

The taping was in evening and took about 3 hours. Some parts of the episode was already taped the day before, but most of the scenes were shot right in front of an audience. They would do many takes of each scene to try out different lines. I was amazed at how well the actors improv their lines. Every time a scene was re-shot, the actors would say a completely new line that would crack everyone up.

Because the show ran during dinner time, they gave everyone in the audience pizza. I love pizza, and I love that they fed me. A full Hang is a happy Hang.

After the show, most of the actors left the stage. I was a bit disappointed because I wanted their autographs. (Next time I'm bringing my DVDs in hopes that some of the actors will sign it.) The only person that really stayed to chat, and give me an autograph was Kaley Cuoco. She was really sweet.

I'm not going to go in detail about how much I adore the show, and how I want to declare love to Jim Parsons and Simon Helberg because I know a lot of you don't watch the show.

I had such a great time that I wanted to share my experience. I'm definitely going to try to make it a habit to go to a taping once in awhile. Anyone with me? :)

Signs of Aging

I know I'm getting old because:

1. I'm losing my hair. I find my hair everywhere. On the floor. On the bathroom sink. On my pillow case. I spend about an hour or more a day picking up strands of my hair, and making sure it's not all over the place. I have to sweep my house often because I can't stand the sight of my hair all over the floor. At this rate, I'll be bald by 28. 
2. I get sleepy earlier. I used to be able to stay up late at night, and wake up early in the morning. If I ever try that now, I end up walking around like a zombie, and falling asleep while I'm eating.
3. I'm starting to say, "When I was your age..." Children these days are raised so differently from when I was a child. 
4. I'm worried about my future. If I will have a job that will allow me live comfortably. When I was a younger, all I cared about was what I would be eating for my next meal. Now I have to worry about how I am going to take care of myself?!
5. I can't eat junk anymore without having to pay for it afterwards. I used to be able to eat hot cheetos with nacho cheese, and now the thought of it gives me a tummy ache. I have to worry about things like bowel movement now. (That was too much information, but I was trying to prove a point.)

There is a lot of perks with being an adult though. You get to travel. You get to stay out late. You get to do whatever strikes your fancy. You become wiser, more intelligent. There are lots of opportunities when you are an adult.

But the truth is, I would give it all up to be a kid again. To be able to not have to worry about bills, and have the biggest concern be about how late you could play outside. To be able to get tucked in at night, and know that someone is taking care of you. To be free, and not burden with complicated problems.

Ok, maybe I wouldn't want to be a child again, but I wish I enjoyed my childhood more.

I finally understand now why adults used to tell me to enjoy life as a child. You do miss it as an adult. 

New Sleeping Pattern

I'm trying to have a normal sleeping pattern. I usually stay up to 3 or 4am on the computer, watching TV, or reading a book. 

Actually, I think it has a lot to do with the fact that my brother is usually up at night, and it tends to encourage me to stay up late. If my brother is doing it then it's acceptable? It drives my mom nuts.

I've been trying to sleep at midnight every night, and waking up at 8. It's amazing how early you wake up when you sleep early. I was amazed when I actually had energy in the morning. Don't get me wrong, it's still painful for me to get out of bed, but I'm not so groggy.

I realize that most people sleep before midnight, but the fact that I even started to sleep at midnight for the late few days is miracle.

I think I'm going to try to be an early sleeper now (as best as I can). The world opens up for you when you are up early. 

Early to bed and early to rise, makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise. I'm going to test that...

No Fashion Sense

I realize that I don't care about my appearance enough.

My hair usually looks like a bird nest. I don't wear any makeup. I breakout on a regular basis. My clothing consists of mostly t-shirts and jeans. I don't really even know what is fashionable at the moment.

I feel like I should care more, but I just can't get myself to wake up earlier to straighten my hair. I don't have the patience to learn how to correctly apply makeup. I also cannot stand shopping for more than 15 minutes.

I'm not a girly girl at all, and I think that is starting to bother me. Why aren't I like the other girls? Am I just strange? Or is it actually a blessing that I don't really care about appearance?

So please excuse me if you ever see me looking like a bag lady. I can't help it, and I probably don't really even care.

Rocked my Rock Midterm

I got an A. 

Even though I missed one questions, I am not going to let it bother me.

I'm just going to be happy with my unperfect A.

Yay.

Over Stressed

I'm the perfect example of someone who is always stressed.

There's going to be a test in two weeks? The thought of it makes me stressed. Don't really have a job. The thought of that makes me stressed.  The fact that my days seem to go by too fast, and I don't feel productive stresses me out.

When am I not stressed out?

I want to be one of those people who take life as it comes. Who can go with the flow. Who doesn't sweat over the little stuff. Who do can handle a misfortunate incident with grace. 

Instead I breakdown, become extremely overwhelmed or get sad.

I need a better method of all of my madness. I need to just get over things.

Maybe I'll go on a mini vacation...

Future Goal: Motorcycle License

Every since I was a little girl, I was convinced that someday I would be one of those cool biker chicks. I wouldn't have tons of tattoos, cuss like a ganster or wear leather, but I would still be bad ass.

Yes, you heard me correctly. I'm going to be a bad ass. (Hey... I can hear your snickering. I can too be a bad ass if I want to!)

Don't get me wrong though. I'm not going to try to get a motorcycle license just to be cool. I've always wanted to be able to weave through traffic. I've also always wanted to drive something that required very little gas. 

It's actually not that expensive to learn, and I'm just waiting until I have the time and money to start this goal.

Don't you worry. When I start driving a motorcycle, I'll be offering rides. You all trust my driving, right? :)

Being Reasonable

(I've decided that because Frances hasn't posted in awhile, it would be safe to assume you know who I am without having to put my name in the title. Hopefully she'll write something soon though. *hint hint*)

What would you be if you could be anything you wanted to be?

I often think about what I want to be.

If I didn't have to be rational. If I didn't have to be reasonable. If I didn't have to be practical. If I didn't have to be logical. If I didn't have to be realistic.

I would be a traveling photographer for National Geographic.

But I don't think that's very probable because: I lack the skills, the connections, and I'm not exactly very social. 

But if I was... I'd be a fantastic photographer. I'd be documenting the struggles of the Middle East, the poverty of Africa, and the children who has to work for pennies in Asia. 

The way people deal with hardship is fascinating. They have amazing stories, and are wise beyond their years. I cry a little every time I see a heartbreaking picture. From the slums of India to the breath taking view of Iceland.

A picture has a way of transporting you to a completely different place. It has the ability to make you laugh until you have to pee or weep from sadness. I just wish I had the ability to take pictures that made a difference. 

Even though I have a great appreciation for photography, I also have a deep love for Geology. I even enjoy law. I probably will never be a photographer, but I'll still be able to do something I enjoy. :)

What is Hang Lacking?

I went to Trader Joe's the other day, and I realized that I lack social skills PLUS a social life. Wait, I realized this when I was volunteering the other day too. Well, I think I've always known that I am a bit anti-social, but it never bothered me until now.

When I was paying for my purchases at Trader Joe's, the cashier asked me what I was planning on doing over the weekend. I said I was studying for a Geology test. (I didn't want to admit that I really never do anything exciting over the weekend or the fact that I don't really have that many friends.) The cashier then proceeded to tell me that the weekend had just started, and that I should go out. I answered by saying I wanted to get an A, and I am willing to spend all weekend studying. She gave me a confused look. I hope she wasn't judging me.

Honestly, what do people usually even do during the weekend? I don't really go to parties because I'm not that cool, I can hardly drink, and I don't really get invited. I sometime watch movies at the theater, but that certainly does not take up the whole weekend.

How am I suppose to meet more people anyway? Sometimes I have these painfully shy moments where I don't know what to say to people. If I really like someone, I'm afraid to say anything because then they might not like me. The friends that I do have are so awesome that I don't generally care to make new ones.

Do I go to a bar to try to strike up a conversation? Do I try speed dating to work on my communication skills? Do I walk up to strangers, and start telling them my life story? 

I want to be more social, but I don't know how to be more social. I don't know how to talk more without getting on people's nerve or risk sounding silly or dumb.

Why is it so hard? Why am I so awkward? 

I think I'm going to try to make more friends. I'm going to be more bold. I'm going to try to get out there. 

Oh dear, I hope people don't reject me because they find me creepy... (hahaha.)

Hang is Currently...

1. Studying (or at least trying to) for her rock midterm. You can all imagine how I am right now...
2. In love with Trader Joe's. I know that many of you have been telling me to go there for my vegetarian needs,  but I just never made the trip until today. It's amazing. They carry vegetarian corn dogs. You don't know how much I love corn dogs, and how I crave for them all the time. 
3. Very full. I just had curry, and it's AAAAAAAAAAAAAH-MAZING. I am very fond of Japanese curry, and can eat it all the time. 

What Hang Would do if She Won $200 Million

The Jackpot for the mega millions is now at $200 million dollars, and I was imagining all the things I would do with that kind of money.

I could own a pet elephant. I could buy an island. I could even hired my very own cook that would make me delicious meals all day long. Or maybe have my own personal plane, so I could avoid traffic. 

Oh the possibilities are endless, and I would to think that I would never have to worry about money again. I'd probably wouldn't use that much of it. I'm not really a greedy person, but I have this addiction... 

The addiction is for traveling. I long to travel. I dream of traveling. I eat and breathe for the next time I can go on a trip.

So I think if I won a lot of money, I'd be on the first plane to a new adventure. :)

Hang Plays with Sand and Water

Anyone want to learn about energy? 

There's a river/stream in the middle of the Discovery Science Center, and I got to play with it all day. I was teaching kids how water is a source of energy, and how dams effect the water.

I basically played with what looked like beach sand and water. I had pruney fingers by the end of my shift, and I was left with sand all over my clothes. I was quite amused with building meandering rivers or really tall dams all day.

I've noticed that a lot of families are bi-racial now. They have beautiful families. I'm so glad to see that people are more open to interracial marriages, and that racism is not as prominent as it used to be. It makes me happy to think that maybe someday... race won't be such a big deal anymore. I hope I get to live long enough to see racism die out. :) 

P.S. I had a very good day today because someone wonderful (Thanks M!) bought me an awesome pair of elephant earrings. If only I had a working camera to show you all. (That's on my agenda to get in the next few months. I need to do more research, and save up for it.)

Hang is Always Eating Something New

I just watched something on the news regarding how people don't generally reach for comfort food when they are sad. They usually want to try something new. Eating at a new place is a doing something out of the ordinary. It's a way to break a routine, and it brings a lot of people joy.

I consider myself an adventurous eater. There are some things I do hate, and maybe a few things that I don't really care to try, but I love food of all sorts.

I love trying new dishes, and am especially fond of ethnic foods. Korean food? Indian food? Greek food? Yes, yes, yes! I'll take them all please.

Eating at new places is an adventure for me, and I think it does keep me from becoming depressed or bored with my daily routines. I don't go out, and party like a rock star. I don't do anything worth mentioning most of the time, but I do get around when it comes to food. 

There are some food that I love to eat, and claim I could eat everyday. A lot of food brings me comfort when I am sad, but I am most happiest when I am trying something new. 

Food is one of my passions in life, and I couldn't imagine not being able to enjoy it. 

Hang Went on a Dino Quest

I started my first official day at the Discovery Science Center today. 

It was interesting as I got to check out and play with their new exhibit. They are currently having Spooky Science: Skeletons will highlight “Dia de los Muertos” art and activities. I learned a bunch of random facts about the human body, and was amused for quite some time.

I spend the remaining part of the day at Dino Quest. It's basically a scavenger hunt where you go on little missions looking for fossils, tracks, or food. Anyone who adores dinosaur (I do!) would enjoy this. (It also may have to do with how easily amused I am.)

It was a pretty busy day, and I spend the a lot of time thinking how adorable the children are. They are so tiny, and show excitement over the littlest things. I have a feeling I'm going to eventually meet a kid that I will want to take them home. 

I've scheduled myself to volunteer three days next week, so I'll be back to have new adventures. Hopefully, I'll get to do something fun. :)

Happy Birthday to Hang's Mama

My Mom turns 59 (she had me at 36) today. She's still beautiful, and doesn't look a day older than 40 to me. 

I thought I'd write a post about how much she means to me. Although she'll probably never see this, I thought it would be nice to express my love for her.

She's been through more than I could imagine. She's a survivor. She survived the Vietnam war, moving to strange countries, and rising my brother and I.

I never tell her enough how much she means to me or how much I appreciate all the things she does for me. I know she has given up a lot for my happiness. She is truly selfless, and I love her so much. 

I could never imagine my life without her. I could not even imagine having a better mother. I may be a bit biased, but she is the most amazing mother in my eyes.

Happy Birthday, Mommy!

Hang's Plans for 2010

I'm already extremely excited about the upcoming year. I have so many things planned already, and I know it's going to be my year. I'm always get giddy when I know I'm going to go on a trip. 

I have a Geology camping trip that is coming up next month that I am pretty stoked about, and the holidays are just around the corner. The holidays always give me warm fuzzy feelings, and make me happy. Being able to drink warm apple cider will just be a bonus. :)

For 2010, I am going to be doing:

1. My first trip to Sundance in January. I will hopefully be very cool and sociable (haha) by then. There's going to be snow, skiing, coffee, and a lot of movies involved. I'm already counting down the days.
2. I get to be a bridesmaid in a wedding (at a very fancy hotel) in March. Have I ever told you how much I adore weddings? The flowers, the food, the photography. My heard just sings when I think about it. I just need to learn how to be graceful in heels. 
3. I'm going on a road trip to Ohio in June. We're going to hit some National Parks, and I'll be able to cross a lot of states off my list. Yay! 
4. Hopefully in August, I'll be going to Germany to visit my family. I'm starting to wonder if I should practice drinking beer again because I know the Germans (and my family) are big on beers. I'll FINALLY be able to finally get a stamp on my semi-new passport. 

Hopefully sometime this year or the next year, I'll also be getting a job. I won't let that distress me though; I have so much to look forward to! :)

The Current Happenings of Hang

I won $4 on a scratcher yesterday. I thought that was pretty exciting as I usually NEVER win on scratchers. $4?! That could buy me a very large ice cream cone or lunch. Wow, that's a lot of money. (You'll all have to excuse my excitement because I don't have a job, and apparently $4 is a big deal.)

I was reading a spin-off of Jane Austen's book- Persuasion when my Geology professor asked me what I was reading. (Looking back I'm not sure she was talking to me or the girl that was sitting across from me. I am now embarrassed because I don't think she was talking to me.) When I told her what is was, she got excited and told me Jane Austen was her favorite author. My heart stopped. I didn't think that I could love could possibly love my professor even more, but I was proved wrong. My heart sang when she told me her favorite book was Pride and Prejudice. Could you imagine my utter amazement? She's the person I wish I could be, and there she was telling me how much she loved the things I loved. Besides the fact that she's a sport addict, I think she's everything I want to be.

I am sure you all are tired of me declaring love to my professor, but it's exciting for me when I find out something new about her. 

What I am not excited about is having to memorize a bunch of rocks for my midterm. There must be like 150 of them, and I'm starting to go blurry eyed from looking at them so much, but I enjoy it. It's just that I don't know how well I'll do. I am paranoid that I won't do well, and that gives me nightmares. I'm so nervous.

Hang's Old Age

I had my orientation at the Discovery Science Center. I was excited, and knew that I would love working there. The center concentrates a lot on Earth Science, and that's exactly what I'm passionate about.

What I didn't realize that a lot of people working there would be so young. A lot of people are still in high school, and are at least 6 years younger than me.

When did I become so old? I feel like I am always constantly reminded of how I am only getting older, and have yet to accomplish the things that is on my life list.

So much work to do. I better get a move on it...

What Hang Learned Over the Past Weeks

1. Never get your wisdom teeth pulled out. It's not very fun, and it seems quite painful.
2. Never assume that San Diego has no traffic. Just because San Diego is not LA doesn't mean that it doesn't get traffic. Don't learn this lesson while sitting in stop and go traffic.
3. Never go out to lunch with a pervert. They will hit on you.
4. Never assume that every restaurant has something vegetarian. You may end up having to eat french fries for dinner.
5. Never go around saying you don't like Star Wars because it is too dramatic, and do not say it reminds you of a soap opera. It offends many. (The old Star Trek episodes are much more amusing.)

What Hang has Noticed

I think I am generally a much happier person these days.

I've noticed that I get excited about things. I get excited about the things I'm going to do, and my future. I don't sleep in as late, and am excited to start my day.

I laugh more, I talk about my feelings more, and I'm content with the way things are going. I know what my goals are, and I'm making a plan to achieve everything on my list. (Lists are a wonderful thing.)

I realized that I'm responsible for my own happiness. I make things happen, and shouldn't wait for it to just come to me. It doesn't really work that way.

If I'm bored, I should do something about it. I realize that everyone understands that concept, but for some reason, I didn't know how. I had to learn to force myself to get out of my comfort zone.

I'm glad that I'm me again. I'm glad I can laugh again. I'm glad that I'm no longer cynical and bitter. Being bitter made me a real meanie... but I'm over that. :)

Hang Still Thinks It's September

I can't believe it's October already. It's Halloween season, Thanksgiving is around the corner, and Christmas is coming in warp speed.

I'm still in shock that summer has already came to an end.

I don't believe I will be blogging as much because quite frankly, I am running out of material to blog about.

I am going to San Diego this weekend, and when I return, I will have an orientation at the Discovery Science Center. Hip, hip, horray! :)

Bicycling Hang

I want to start a new hobby. I don't do very much, so it would nice if I actually started doing something fun. Even if it's just for my sanity. 

Riding a bike would be a nice and refreshing thing to do. I'd be pedaling to the park or maybe riding to the store to do some errands.

The only problem is that I've been looking for cheap bikes on craigslist, and it seems that bicycles may be a bit more pricey than I had anticipated. 

I'm now on a mission to find a cheap bike, but I don't know where to look. I think I may have to wait to start this new hobby until I find a cheap bike because I am pretty broke. (I have other things to save for... like getting a motorcycle licence.)

I hope one that I can afford will turn up soon. I have an itch to go on a bike ride. :)

Woe is Hang

Oh boy, I studied my butt off for my Geology class, and I BARELY got an A. The only reason why I even got an A was because it was on a curve. 

That distresses me. I know I sound completely crazy and anal, but I can't help it. I studied so hard, and I barely even got the grade I wanted.

That only means I have to study more. I'm going to dedicate more time to being a good student. I just don't know what more I can do.

I'm pretty disappointed. I think I will crawl into my bed, and take a nice long nap. Sleep sounds good.

On a happier note, I am now volunteering at the Discovery Science Center. I'm going to be teaching little children about Earth Science. How exciting is that? I get to teach adorable little children about something I love. Why didn't I think of this earlier?!

I have been bored with myself for the last few weeks. I think that may have contributed a lot to my depression. Bored Hang equals unhappy Hang. 

Frances then suggested I volunteer somewhere. I thought the Discovery Science Center would be a neat place to volunteer, so I applied and went through an interview.

My interviewer was really sweet, and suggested I teach children about Earth Science. She thought it would be right up my ally, and it is. Teaching kids about geysers? Sounds like a good time. 

So now I'm really excited to start something new, and work at such a cool place. I got giddy over their earthquake stimulator, their bed of nails, and their interactive dinosaur!  That place was made for me, and I can hardly contain my excitement. :)

I just can't believe I never thought to do it earlier. 

Hang Gets to Watch The Big Bang Theory

You are all probably confused. You already know I watch The Big Bang Theory on a weekly basis. Why on earth would I be telling you that I'm watching TV?

That's because I finally got a ticket to see the show LIVE! 

Can you hear my shrill of happiness? I'm absolutely delighted that I get to go to a live taping of one of my favorite shows.

I realize that I have to wait a month before I get to go, but I'm already excited. 

Today is turning out to be a wonderful day. Well... maybe not the part where I have to take a test, but you catch my drift. :)

How Frances Influences Hang

Frances is my best friend. She's gives me amazing feedback, and usually knows what to say to me. She makes me want more from life. She reminds me that I don't want to settle, and that I should follow my dreams. I also think some of her ideas are awesome.

She decided that she wanted to start enjoying beer. She wanted to enjoy beer like any other guy, and decided that it would just take some getting use to. I happily agreed that I didn't want to be socially awkward, and wanted to be "cool". (If you know me, you know that I'm a one shot wonder. I can't physically handle alcohol, and am a sick drunk. As in puking.)

She bought beer, researched how they were made, and poured me glass like a good bartender.

I took a sip, and decided that my new mission to be cooler was a failure. I just can't ever imagine drinking it like it's water, so I decided that it was a lost cause.

For now I think she'll have to do this mission on her own. Maybe I'll try getting used to wine instead because beer is something I can't imagine getting used to.

We also went to the mall earlier, and found purses we wanted on sale. I tried to talk myself out of buying it, but Frances was buying one. I just wasn't strong enough to resist when she was agreeing with me how cute it was. 

She has a lot of influence on me as it may seem. 

On another note, pet stores are evil. Frances and I went to the pet store, and fell in love with this beautiful St. Bernard. I've always wanted one, and when I saw her through the glass, I knew I had to have one.

She is the most mellow dog I've ever met. I then started imagining all the lazy afternoons we could watch TV together. How we could take walks to the park. She was the most perfect dog, and I wanted her.

I didn't care that she would one day be bigger than me. I didn't mind that she may weigh 140 pounds one day or that she would be eating a lot. I was in love, and my love could not be reasoned.

But I knew I didn't have $1,700. I knew she'd find an amazing home. I knew that someone would want her. I knew she wasn't for me. 

Someday though, I'm going to have a St. Bernard, and we'll be happy and in love.

Rocks and Hang

I've been trying to study for my Geology test for awhile now. I reviewed the information so much that seeing my own handwriting make me feel oozy now.

How much are you suppose to study anyway? Until you can't see straight? Until you dream about rocks? Because that's already happening to me.

I have lots of dreams where I am hiking and identifying rocks and minerals. In my dreams, I carry a hardness kit, and would be scratching the minerals I found. That may sound pretty nerdy, but it's my dream.

I want to travel the world figuring out why some geological features were created. I want to be able to see with my own eyes that Iceland is splitting apart. I want to be the type of person that can identify the landscape I see.

I think that's why I study so hard, and make myself insane. I just wish I had the same drive for everything else I did.

Hang is Going to Dance Under the Sun

Or maybe I'm just going to go to the Sundance Film Festival. 

Frances and I have decided that we wanted to join one of my dear friend to Park City, Utah during Sundance. We haven't gone on a trip for awhile, and it's about time we go somewhere exciting.

It's going to be in January, so it'll be the perfect weather to drink hot cocoa, play in the snow, and take silly pictures. I'm so excited, I'm already counting down the days.

Our plane tickets are already booked, and my bags are already partially packed. I'm just kidding about the last part. Or maybe I am not.

I'm saving every penny I have, and am thrilled to be going.

I kind of wished I could spend time in Salt Lake City though. There's lot of Geological features, and I'm nerdy enough to want to see it. :)

Yay for future adventures!

Hang's Crush on her Geology Teacher

I love my Geology professor. (No, I don't mean a real crush. Just a, "I think you're the most amazing person" crush.) She's the sweetest, most interesting professor that I have ever met. That's saying a lot because a lot of professors have inspired me to do many things.

Today after my class, my professor gave me an elephant figurine made with soapstone (a type of limestone) from India. I was so touched that she would even think or give me something so adorable. I'm just so flattered that she even remembers the conversation I had with her regarding how adorable elephants are.

I just want to hug her sometimes because she's so adorable, but I don't want her to think I am crazy.

As the weeks goes by, I'm trying to work up the courage to talk to her about my plans, and ask her for advice. I'm generally a shy person, so it is pretty nerve racking for me. I'm working on it though.

I'll talk to her soon, and probably swoon. Hahaha. She's just who I want to be like, and she totally made my life when she gave me a present. :)

What Hang Loves/Hates About the Seasons

I can't believe that tomorrow will be the official start of autumn. Where has the time gone? Things are moving much faster than I can handle. I always feel like I'm a step behind, and that I can't catch up with time.

Fall means that the heat waves will soon come to an end, and I can enjoy the outdoors again. I've always loved watching the leaves change colors, and it's always exciting to finally get to drink apple cider again.

I'm also in love with scarves. If I get to pull them out of my closet again, I'm a happy girl. Oh, I can't forget the coats. I love coats with a passion.

I don't really care for winter because it gets so cold. My house usually gets so cold that using two blankets to sleep still leaves me with frost bite. I'm not being dramatic at all. It's the truth. It hurts me that we don't have heater, and it hurts me to breathe in the winter.

Don't even get me started on how I sick I get in the winter. I usually spend about 93% of the winter blowing my nose, and coughing. I become a horrible mess, and then people don't want to approach me because I look crazy. (I am already dreading this. SIGH.)

I do have things to look forward to though. The holidays are around the corner which means Disneyland and the malls will soon be decorated, and I can finally listen to Christmas music without someone judging me.

I guess it wouldn't really be the holidays if I wasn't freezing my butt off. Besides, summer will be back before I know it.

Oh dear, the year is about to end, but that means new adventures for next year. How exciting! :)

Greek Food and Hang

I've been on a mission to try new and exciting food lately. I want to be more cultured, and a little bit more adventurous. I find that I get excited over little things like eating something delicious at a new places. I'm definitely low maintenance, and easily amused.

I must declare love to www.yelp.com. It's where I go to find new restaurants for my adventures. They make it so easy to find the most specific restaurants. Want middle eastern food? Just put it in the search box, and voila, there is it!

A friend and I tried Christakis Greek Cuisine. It is an adorable little restaurant with a pretty nice ambiance, and it was nice to sit on their patio. I was in love with the cuteness of it all. I think it had to do with the water fountain.

We started off with the spanakopita (spinach, feta cheese, and fillo dough), and it was pretty tasty. My friend later told me it is available at Costco in the frozen aisle (My heart did a little dance when she told me that). I think I automatically like anything when it is made with dough.

Greek salad was then served to us. I didn't really care for it because it was extremely peppery. I would of ordered their soup, but it had meat in it. 

My main entree was superb. I've always had a thing for falafel, and when I took my first bite, I was in heaven. There was just the right amount of crunch in it. I've never really cared for mushy or soft falafel, and theirs were the perfect texture. It was served with green beans, rice, and potato. I really enjoyed my meal, and as I was eating it, I was thinking about how I wanted to come there again next week.

But my happiness was dampened because of their terrible service. At first I didn't mind waiting for what felt like 30 minutes for my meal, but I was really upset when my friend and I sat there for about 15 minutes waiting for our check. They gave us a to-go box, and picked up our plates, but never brought the check until my friend flagged down a waiter. We even sat staring at our waiter, but she never got the hint. We felt ignored because the waiter talked to every table, but ours.

I had a fit of giggles when I saw the belly dancer. It's not that I was laughing at the belly dancer. I was laughing because she was dancing to a little 1 year old. The baby was so mesmerized by her dancing that he started clapping. It was so cute, but I couldn't help thinking what he would be like when he grew up. How is that age appropriate? Then his parents gave him money to put in the belly dancers' waist band, and I didn't know what to think. 

I really did like their food, but I can't help but be put off by their service. Maybe I'll give them another try one of these days when I have a terrible craving for falafel.

I want to try middle eastern food next. It sounds interesting. 

Happiness and Hang

Lately, I've been going through a lot of emotions, and a lot of it was and is negative. 

I find it hard these days to be optimistic or even excited about things. I feel like I've been a totally Negative Nelly, and it's hard for me to even get up in the morning.

This isn't me. I'm usually happy-go-lucky, and am always laughing. I've always been a little insecure about myself, but lately it has taken over my whole life.

I feel like I'm not good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, strong enough, funny enough, or even worthy enough to hang out with my friends.

What is driving me crazy is that fact that I don't know why I feel this way. How did this happen?I don't know where my sunny disposition has gone. Will it come back? If yes, I would please like it back now.

In the last few months, I have lost whatever confidence I had, and have became extremely confused. I feel like I don't know where my life is going, and what is going to happen. I imagine the worst, and I fear it. What am I going to do with myself?

I think it has a lot to do with the fact that I'm a planner. I like to know what is going to happen. I like making lists before I go to the grocery store, so I know exactly what to get. I plan my days, so I know what I need to do, and where I am going. I barely ever do anything without thinking about. I like to know how things will pan out, and when i don't, it drives me crazy. 

Not knowing what is going to happen to me, is making me extremely uncomfortable. I don't know what to do with myself, and that makes me feel unsure of myself. Then that stresses me out, and I become extremely frustrate. That may have to do with how I am feeling these days.

I used to think I was a mellow, and a laid back person, but now I can see that I am not. I have a need to follow the rules, come early to events, and have some sort of routine in my life. It hurts me to walk off the line, or to break any rules. I need law and order to be sane.

Maybe the problem is that I need to let loose, and learn to enjoy life one day at a time. I need to trust that my life will be ok, no matter what decision I choose. I need to believe that I am worthy of love, and that I am good enough to do things. I need to learn how to deal with my uncertainties. I need to be ok if things don't turn out they way I expect it to.

I want to be different, but it's so hard to break my habits. It's hard to try to make your happiness instead of waiting for it to come. I know I need to put matters into my own hands. I need to make my happiness a priority. I need to not be such a control freak.

Who becomes upset when they do not know where their life is going? Why would this even be a big deal? Who am I? 

I realize that I sound like a whiny cry baby, but I am not complaining about life at all. I know I am blessed, and sometimes I may forget to be grateful, but I do enjoy my life. I just feel like I'm at an unhappy stage right now. I'm basically in limbo because I don't know what's going to happen to me.

I just don't know how I'm going to do it, but I do know that I want to be happy again...

Hang's Mini Adventure in San Diego

Wednesday after my Geology Lab, I drove straight to Escondido for a fun filled adventure in San Diego with Frances.

On the drive there, I got lost about 4.2 times. Why on Earth is the freeways and streets of Escondido so dark? Why are the signs not visible? And why am I directionally challenged? 

I later spent the night, not sleeping. I have this strange habit where I cannot sleep in places that isn't my own bed. There is something about being in an unfamiliar place that makes me toss and turn at night. It's an annoying habit, but I have it nonetheless.

We decided to sleep in, and by the time we woke up, it was time for lunch. I love lunch. I love food in general, and I especially love vegetarian restaurants. I finally got my pho fix (I had a craving for like 3 months) when I had vegetarian meatball pho. The meatballs were amazing. Frances even claimed she liked them better than regular meatballs. 

The afternoon was spent at the bookstore where we spent hours reading magazines and entertaining ourselves. I realize that a lot of people wouldn't find this exciting, but the thing is... we've been doing this since we were children, and it's became a habit. I actually have a need sometimes to go to Borders, and sit around reading. It may have to do with their AC. It's always nice to escape the heat.

Indian food is the way to my heart. It fills my heart and tummy with joy and happiness. Can you guess what we had for dinner? I realize that I am pretty predictable, but it can't be helped. I got to be myself. :)

A laid back day in San Diego was just what I need. It's nice to just lie around, and wonder what your next meal is going to be. I wish I had more lazy days like these. I think I will make a point to visit San Diego more often.

Did I also mention I got a bunch of $4 shirts at Old Navy? I love a good bargain, and it seriously made my day. I can't resist cheap clothing. 

San Diego is definitely the way to my heart. <3

Hang is in SD

Yay! I'm in SD again. I find myself always looking forward to these trips. It's not that far from home, but far enough to feel like you are taking a break from home.

We have a lot of eating planned, and maybe seeing an animal or two. What more could I ever ask for?

I shall be reporting my SD trip in a later post. :)

Food is the Way to Hang's Heart

The best thing anyone can ever give me is a good meal. It's the reason for my existence, the reason why I am constantly broke, and can make my day when I'm feeling gloomy.

I've always been fascinated by different cultures, and the different food that people eat. I'm always interested in trying something new. 

I was extremely excited to finally get to try Indian food. I've always heard amazing things about it, and always had an hankering to try it.

My world changed when I took my first bite of naan and palak paneer. I love curry, and getting to trying Indian curry was such a treat. Where has it been all my life, and why have I never tried it? 

It was flavorful, delicious, and extremely delightful. It made me want to try more interesting food. I am now determined be more cultured through food. 

Next stop is Lebanese food. Although I have already tried it, I don't really remember if I liked it or not. 

This may explain why I will forever be broke. I just have a need to try new things once in awhile. That and traveling. I love that too. :)

P.S. I don't write as much because I really don't know what to say, and am busy being a good student. Who know being a good student took so much work?

Early Bird Shopping Time for Hang

I've had an urge to listen to Christmas music since July. It's too soon to be thinking about Christmas you say? It's never too soon to start planning for Christmas in my book.

I've already composed my shopping list, and am determine to start shopping from now until Christmas. Not only do I enjoy Christmas shopping, I also need to spread out my shopping, so I don't go broke all in one day.

It's so hard to shop for some people, and my head already hurts from thinking about it. I guess I am a little OCD when it comes to buying people presents. It's just that I've always hated giving late presents or giving them something that they don't really want. That's why I plan ahead. Or at least try too, but I think year will be a challenge.

I have no idea what I'm going to get anyone. That's a lie, I know what I'm going to get one person. Oh boy, that leaves about 15,000 more people to go.

Let the Christmas music begin. I'm already in the Christmas spirit! :)

Hang's Look Back

Eight years ago we all experienced something that changed history forever. We all watched the Twin Towers come crashing down, and then later watched the effects it had on the country. 

I still remember the moment I found out about the attack. I was in Zero period, and working on speech for OCAD (Orange County Academic Decathlon). I remember the moment I knew what had happened. I remember what I was thinking. I remember who I was talking to.

My heart and prayers still goes out to the families, friends, and anyone that was effected by that day.

Even though it has been awhile, I still feel like it was just yesterday, a few months ago, or even last years. It doesn't seem that long ago, but then I think about myself back then, and realize how much has change or hasn't changed.

Eight years ago...

1. I was 15. (I feel so old now.)
2. I was still in high school, and couldn't drive.
3. Frances was and is still my best friend.
4. I ate meat. (I was eating meat last year too.)
5. I didn't know what Facebook was, and had 56K internet. Remember dial up? Yeah, I like to forget it too.
6. I discovered a love for romance novels.
7. I thought N'Sync and Backstreet Boys were the greatest bands ever.
8. I thought the mall was the coolest place to hang out.
9. I watched Gilmore Girls religiously.
10. I thought I would be happily married at 24.  (Wow, what on Earth was I thinking?! I'm almost 24, and I still act like my 15 year old self.)

I wonder where I will be in another eight years...

Hang is Green with Envy

I don't get jealous that often. It actually takes a lot for me to even get incredibly jealous. 

Usually I get a bit of envious of people who travel, eat amazing food, or have fancy camera equipments. It's not a big deal though because I know that someday I'll go on a safari and pet the elephants, eat Belgium chocolate, and own a fancy Canon DSLR. At least that's what I tell myself.

But I do become extremely jealous when I hear about people finding their dreams jobs or finding a job right after they finish school.

Why can't that happen to me? I've been looking for awhile, and all I ended up with is heartbreak. 

I know it's wrong to feel jealous, but I can't help it when I spend countless hours looking for job.

Oh wells, at least now I can spend those extra hours reading, napping, or watching movies. It really does feel nice to do a lot of nothing sometimes. I just don't think I can do nothing for much longer, but I'll try to enjoy it for now.

The Piano is Kicking Hang's Butt

Yes, you heard me. I am DYING. Reading musical notes is seriously as hard as learning Latin. What the heck is with all those symbols?!

Apparently I can't multi-task. How can I listen to the metronome while trying to listen to the piece I am playing? My ears can only concentrate on one thing.

Once again, I am reminded that I wasn't meant to be a musician. I guess I should leave music to people that have actual talent.

I can't even play guitar hero on easy. It's quite sad. My 7 year old cousin can beat me in his sleep.

Instead of practicing for my piano class, I am sitting around listening to The Beatles. 

Have I ever told anyone how much I adore The Beatles? If I was living when they were popular, I would have probably one of their groupies. 

"When I'm 64" is such a sweet song. I just want someone to feel that way about me. :)

What's on Hang Mind...

1. I realize that I have terrible grammar and spelling. Sometimes I just forget to proof read. Sometimes I post in the middle of the night, and I would be sleepy. Thanks for not teasing me about it. Thanks for not judging me (or at least keeping it to yourself). Thanks for accepting me for who I am. 
2. I wish I lived in LA. They have so many vegetarian places that I want to try, and they all sound amazing. Vegetarian Japanese food? Vegetarian Thai food? Vegetarian Mexican food? SIGN ME UP! (Yelp is evil.)
3. I tried to go back to eating seafood today. My body has been a bit wacky lately, and I thought it was because I wasn't eating a balanced meal. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't eat fish, and that shocked me. I used to LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE sushi. Today, for some reason, I found it incredibly easy to resist. I just couldn't eat it.
4. I miss my long hair. I think it's because my hair is always frizzy now (I had a perm when it was longer). Either that or I want straight short hair. Me looking like a clown in the mornings is just not very attractive.
5. I'm always sleepy lately. I'm not sure why. I find myself yawning a lot. I'm extremely sleepy right now, so I think I shall go to bed. :)

Hang is Slightly OCD

I have to admit that I am slightly OCD and germophobic. It's just that I like order and cleanliness in my life. 

Here's a list of things that may be slightly OCD:

1. I have to wash my feet before I crawl into my bed. I cannot stand thought of my dirty feet on my bed.
2. I have to take a shower before I go to bed. I don't want to be gross and germy while I'm sleeping.
3. I have inside and outside clothes. I change clothing before I go out or when I come home.
4. I never wear my shoes indoor. I have house slippers for walking inside. 
5. I have to sweep my bathroom floor everyday. My hair aways falls off my head when I am brushing it. (I may also be going bald)
6. I don't like having different food touching each other. I am learning to deal with it though.
7. I always fix crooked picture frames.
8. I always check if I locked my doors 3 times.
9. I can't stand having crumbs on the floor.
10. I use paper towels to open the public restroom doors.
11. I eat my food in a certain order. I always leave the best part for last. (I eat the crust of my sandwich first because I love the center of the sandwich.) 
12. My car has to be clean 95% of the time. I will wash it every week if I have too.
13. I have to write a list before I go to the grocery store. It doesn't matter if it's only 3 things. I have to write it down.

I am only slightly OCD though because there is a lot of things that don't bother me. I don't have to arrange my pens in a certain order or arrange my clothes by color.

I just notice lately that I have some strange habits. I'm sure that I am not alone because everyone I know is slightly or very OCD. 

I'm definitely not alone in the world. :)

Yummy in Hang's Tummy

I love to eat breakfast food anytime of the day. I've always preferred breakfast to any other meals. I realize that breakfast foods are more limited than the other meals, but I tend to eat the same things all the time.

So when a friend told me she knew a great place that served breakfast all day long, I was sold. Breakfast potatoes for dinner? How could I refuse?

When we were ordering our meal. The waitress asked us if we wanted O'brien or plain potatoes. My friend then proceeded to ask the waitress why anyone would order plain potatoes. 

The waitress told us that A LOT of people hate onions. They like bell peppers, but they hate onions. They would rather eat their potatoes plain. 

My heart fell. I love onions. I eat it all the time, and it's my favorite vegetable. I don't understand how anyone can hate it. I usually add it to everything I eat (unless it's ice cream), and I always add more than the recipe calls for it.

Yes, I did write this post to declare my love for onions. It's just a misunderstood vegetable, and I don't understand how anyone can hate it. 

Onions are amazing. Give it a chance. If you have to hate something, hate peas instead. Peas are gross. 

What Hang Dreams About

I woke up in a fright today. 

I had dreamt that while I was visiting my Geology teacher during her office hours, she had told me that secretly hated Geology. She then proceeded to tell me she wished she had stuck with being a lawyer, and that I should just not even bother getting into the field.

My subconscious was telling me something. 

I know that it's my insecurities that are taking over. I am paranoid that I won't be able to do it even though I really want to. I'm afraid I'll never make it, and that stresses me completely out.

I am terrible at math, and the thought that I will have to do well in calculus freaking scares me. What's worse is that I have to take Biology, Chemistry, and Physics (EVILNESS). How will I survive? I can already see myself huddled in a ball, and crying. 

Science and math isn't really my thing. I can handle Political Science, Law, History, and even English classes. I actually did well in my paralegal classes.

Even though I know that Chemistry, Biology, and Physics isn't my thing, I LOVE Geology, Environmental Science, and Earth Science. I enjoy learning about the Earth, and love being in nature.

There's something so peaceful about being out in the open. The world stops whenever I go to a National Park, take a hike, or relax on the beach. There's just so much to see, and I want to see it all. I love nature with all my heart, and it makes me extremely happy.

I just hope I have the brain power to get there. I have to make it through the evil classes before I can ever take the classes I want. 

It's going to be on painful ride. I just hope I'll be able to do it.

It also doesn't help that today I am 23 1/2. I feel so old, and unaccomplished.

P.S. I'm sorry that my post has become a bit depressing lately. I hope you all still love me!