Conclusions

I don't think I've ever been sick for more than a week in the past say 5 years of my life. Being sick REALLY SUCKS. Is it the fact that I eat one real meal a day or sleep almost never? I realized lately that the only things in my diet are ramen, sandwiches, goldfish, muffins, and the occasional naked juice to make me feel that I'm eating something healthy. In conclusion, I FEEL LIKE SHIT.

Sometimes, it's really nice to just have someone ask "how are you doing" and actually really mean it because they care and then later follow up on it and ask if you're better or whatever. Everyone is somewhat selfish, but it kinda sucks when ALL you care about is yourself. In conclusion, LISTENERS > TALKERS.

Language is really confusing. TRUE STORY. If you think about it FISH can technically be spelled GHOTI. If you take the gh from rough, the o from women and the ti from nation is sounds just like fish. WEIRD. I thought my chinglish was enough for me to just get by chinese NOT. I never knew how hard this language is. You would think all those years of chinese school would pay off just about now but noooo. Here I am studying my ass off EVERY SINGLE DAY for a class that I thought I can just go to and pass since I thought I knew it and all. But then again, I'd much rather copy characters and memorize the strokes than READING. I honestly think I'm dyslexic, at least somewhat. The other day I was talking about debating but the whole time I spelled it bedating. AND I am an extremely SLOOOWWW reader. It takes me an hour to read twenty pages maybe even less. What sucks even more is that all of my classes are mainly focused on stuff you read which I TRY to do, but really can't; can't as in even if I do read I don't know what I read afterwards. In conclusion, I'M EFFED FOR MY MIDTERMS.

So I am officially a CSO which are the people that escort students back to their dorms or whereever late at night. I honestly thought this job was a no brainer and you simply just walk the person from one place to another, I mean how hard does that sound? Not very... and once again I am WRONG. I feel like this job is another class, if not more. I have to memorize two hundred something radio codes although once I master it I think it'll sound really cool over the radio, but much work is needed since all I have down is "273 to San Diego 10-4 I'm 10-97 and en route, bike patrol, P405". Sometimes I say codes I don't even know the meaning to and I'm afraid I'm gonna say the wrong one that means bomb threat or something. The whole school's gonna go crazy because of my one little mistake. YIKES. But I do really like this job and it's super legit in ways you can't even imagine. It made me think that maybe I want to go into law enforcement or something cuz I honestly really like helping people (yeah I know that was really cheesy, but it's true) and I like the perks that come with the job. In conclusion, MARIE CHANG = 273 (my badge number and new name) CALL ME :D

Blogging is really nice. It kinda straightened all my thoughts out. And now I will go back to reading my ass off. In conclusion, I WILL BLOG MORE.

104 Days of Summer

I AM FINALLY UPDATING MY BLOG!!! for those that did not believe i would do it before school starts you suck...and i just proved you wrong. I've managed to procrastinate to the last few hours, but what counts is that I did what I said I'd do.

So class starts in about 5 hours and I am NOT looking forward to it. Summer has been so long that I feel like I can't do anything that actually takes brain work (I got a cramp on my hand from filling out a job application) not that this takes any brain work but I just thought I'd put that out there. BASICALLY, I'm not ready for school to start.

Now that I think back on these 104 days of summer, it seems like I've done nothing substantial and the only thing I remember really doing is EATING, but that's totally fine with me. I seriously had so much to say, but when it comes to actually writing it out my mind goes blank kind of like how it is when you take a midterm or final.

I just fell asleep for a good 10 minutes and it kind of scared me that I didn't post this yet so my point has been made and I have nothing else to say so goodbye.

PS my next goal is to update again by the time it's winter break

Will Power

14 more days for me to write something...I WILL DO IT

I CAN DO IT

goal before school starts: BLOG

4 Days

Is there something about me that just makes people want to make fun of/joke/trick me?? It's kinda interesting how even when you leave high school and start fresh in college with brand new people, they still treat you the same way your high school friends treat you. It's not necessarily a bad thing, but I guess your personality never really leaves you. Idk maybe it's just me? Not that I really mind people making fun of me or anything, but I just thought that was rather interesting.

So I'm sure everyone's heard of Natasha Richardson's incident and I've never felt so loved. I've probably had more than ten people tell me that I should not go snowboarding, not go biking, basically not do anything stupid that can end up in me killing myself. This makes me sound totally extreme, but I honestly am not. I'm actually quite afraid of doing a lot of things, but then sometimes I just end up doing it anyways for reasons I cannot explain. When I think back on those "stupid" things that I do, I always tell myself that I shouldn't do it anymore, but for some reason I never learn. I feel like I have those devil and angel imaginary conscience things that's trying to get my brain to listen to one another, but I always go with what the devil is saying haha. I know what I SHOULD do or what's "right", but I just don't do it. I guess it's my fault if I die before I'm even thirty, but you only live life once so might as well do everything you can while you're still young.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing that I'm eating like a crazy person now. I kinda miss my one meal a day routine, but this whole eating like a barbarian thing is rather exciting. Not exciting in terms of all the poundage I'm most likely gaining, but exciting in terms of wow I never knew my stomach can handle so much! You would think since I'm eating more that I would excrete more but NO...I seriously think I have problems either that or maybe everything is coming out of my pee cuz I seriously pee A LOT. But then again, at the rate I'm eating, and at the rate I'm not pooing, I'm surprised I'm not like obese or something...at least not yet. Yes, I know everyone just loves hearing about my digestion problems or should I say indigestion problems.

I'm sooooo glad spring break is finally here, but it's going by soooo fast!!! I hate the thought of going back to school just to know that I'm probably going to fail some more classes.

I started this post on 3/20/09 at 2:59AM and I've been adding to it every night before I go to sleep since then, but I guess yesterday's didn't save and I forgot what I said...oh well

P.S. I want to read a book

I Pee A Lot

I had so many things I wanted to blog about but when it comes to the actual blogging part I forget what I was going to say. Don't you just hate that?

So yesterday I had to pee really bad like usual so I go to a super secluded bathroom that usually no one goes to. I walk in and what do you know these beezies are having sexy boom boom time in the handicapped stall. Awkward much? I wasn't going to let me bladder suffer so I just went anyways...then I hear "stop! someone's in here!!" let's just say I heard some noises that I prefer not to hear.....and then the guy was going to come out but thank god the girl stopped him or else that would've been MAJawks so that was that...Oh and I saw his pants on the floor...SICK.

Sometimes a sudden rush of adrenaline hits me and it makes me want to do something totally extreme, but then I usually end up being scared. When I was walking down the stairs the other day I totally just wanted to jump off the entire thing and even if it meant breaking a leg I wanted to do it...but in the end I only jumped off from the fifth step....WEAK! but it still kinda hurt considering my ankle isn't in its best shape. So I think I want to pick up riding unicycles now, but I don't actually want to get one cuz they're like 500 bucks each so I'm hoping I'll just see someone riding one on campus or something unless SDers are too lame for unicycles which we probably are...

So once again I am at CLICS (library). It's rather strange that I'm here cuz I usually never go to the library, but for some reason I find it rather nice here. I actually get work done for once, but people here are kind of mean. Yesterday they turned off the lights at 12:40 and it doesn't close until 1. What's up with that?!?! So then I sat here in the dark which was rather creepy and then some lady comes over and says "You need to go!" pshhh what a beezy.

I think I'm going to keep a pee count cuz I really do pee a lot, but only at night. I realized that I have an obsession with counts...hmm IDK go figure.

Namely

I always get a good laugh from looking at my old XANGA so I figured why not make another one for me to look at 5 or 10 years from now. So comes the creation of this blog...
Today, I had the sudden urge to write in a blog. I've thought about making one many times before, but I knew I wouldn't update it as often as I'd like but who cares I'm gonna make one even if it only has this one entry. Maybe instead of staring at walls at 4 in the morning I can dedicate myself to writing in this blog instead, but there's just something about staring at walls that I find very amusing so I doubt I'll stop.
With all that said, I suppose this is the part where I talk about myself? I'm not sure what I'm actually supposed to write but I guess I'll just BS it like I to with everything else in life. I think I'm in a rather strange mood right now. I can't decide if I'm depressed/sad/stressed or just being a beezy. I don't even have that much work to do except a calc midterm tomorrow so I don't understand what I'm stressed over. I totally planned to sleep before 4 today so I can sleep away whatever it is that's on my mind, but I guess that was a fail. I realized that I totally sound emo right now, but I guess it's just been a emo day.

A recap of all the great things that's happened to me in the past couple of days:
-flew off my bike and broke the lights
-bike finally broke and I flew off
-tripped in front of a bus and could've gotten run over (too bad I didn't)
-bus guy thought I was stupid and gave me all these "walk don't run at night" tips
-no bike until Tuesday night therefore had to walk back to my dorm at midnight in the area where someone was raped. then saw a bus and got on only to find out it took me even further than where I started. ended up walking back under the demon lights of SD and it only took me 30 minutes with some running...
-fell asleep in my 4 people discussion class (that's not obvious at all)
-did more walking than should be legal
-I think I have a tendency to piss people off with things that come out of my mouth so I understand if you hate me
-I finally got girlie time since december 2008

So the other day I was on the bus and this girl who I think was drunk says "what does UC stand for? university of high school?" I'm pretty sure she goes to UCSD and even if she was drunk who asks that??? like really??? I just can't get over it.
I'm really hungry right now and I'm craving some Diddy Riese's ice cream sandwich! I think I would go home this weekend just to get it. Maybe if I sleep now I'll eat one in my dreams...