{ feeling : kinda flu-ish
{ hearing : random commercials on abc

So, I’m semi-determined in writing more here. More specifically, things on possibly music and graphic design because I figure, these are things I like and sorta just bug Joe about because I have no one else to vent to about these things!

For example, the new Pepsi brand.
I think it’s pretty bad.
Not bad good but bad bad. Uck.

... ... ... Moving on.

{ feeling : disappointed
{ hearing : rhymefest – more

Here I am always sensing my parents’ disappointment in me but I just find it right back to them. Bah, who am I kidding, I’m going to always be the bigger disappointment. Sorry in advanced to the boyfriend for another upset/sad entry. I’m always blogging when I’m sad. I don’t know.

Anyways, my dad has a serious spending problem and he doesn’t want to hear it. He finds joy in dropping massive amounts of cash on a singular item. It’s just funny, too. My mom goes on about the greed and shallowness of most individuals of Asian decent. They only care about the brand and being on top. Who cares about price?

I think that’s a lot of people but that’s what she says.

But yes, she married my dad. My dad is a classic case of a Filipino man who wants to be above the rest even in technology he doesn’t fully understand

While a normal person would be happy to adopt another 47” flat screen (yes, another) into their house but when a family of six are living in our one bedroom basement and people are losing jobs and money all around, I just can’t help but feel bad about it.

It’s like any complaints are basically, “WHO’S PAYING FOR YOUR TUITION?” so maybe I should back off of judgement. Normally, my mom would be backing me on it because she’s the one who instilled these ideas in me but yeah, she basically said she gives up. Maybe my dad can single-handedly fix the economy. I kid.

I’m so judgmental. I do have stuff I don’t need … But I guess all I’m saying is that I’m still content with my 14” analog television set sitting in my room. I don’t have my converter yet but it’s ok. I don’t really care about brands. As long as it fits, I’m pretty pleased. Oh well, me, my itty bitty TV, and $3 tanks will be gone soon enough. It’s ok. Also, Kid, You’ll Move Mountains CD release at the Metro tonight?

{ feeling : nauseous
{ hearing : my lappie/tummy make noises

Look! A new layout! Kinda clean and different than usual but I like it. Please note, I still have to add a few things … Mostly content under “about” but enjoy? The bubble above is for comments/permalink.

Joe is awesome cause he helps me learn code better. Yay Joe! My tummy is dumb but it’s cool cause Joe is here to make it better! I heart Joe!

{ feeling : sad
{ hearing : some scene from lethal weapon 4, i believe?

It’s weird that I am blogging. What’s not so weird is that I’m in one extreme emotion. I’m just saying that that usually happens when I blog.

So what I should be really thinking about right now is that I may actually have a chance at this graphic design industry. I got an internship at the Metro Chicago YMCA past week and a half or so ago. It’s pretty neat. I get to work with the marketing department with making sure the brand is consistent throughout the city as well as make neat newsletters! Not too much but I still dig it. Everyone’s been really nice so far. Less money but it’s ok. I’m always broke anyways.

I mean actual broke. Not, I still-can-buy-a-few-dozen-Abercrombie & Fitch-tops-as-well-as-a-$1,500-Apple-Laptop-and-maybe-even-an-iPhone, broke. Ok, I shuddup …

Anyways, instead of being happy about my internship, I’m sad. Why? Because I’m always sad. Wait. I found something that made me feel better.

Still kind of sad. Same shit, if you must know. Awkward. Creepy. Clingy. Scared. Tired. Etc. Psych is a good show. When that scene came on, I totally saw it a dozen more times. So fun.

Ok, time for bed. It’s been a very unproductive evening. Who still has projects to do? I do!

{ feeling : super lazy
{ hearing : heligoats – a guide to the outdoors

Standard happy: YAY OBAMA WON!
Personal happy: Got my ideal final semester schedule.

So I’ve been terrible the past couple weeks where I really don’t feel like doing work. I go to class and all but I usually don’t have a lot done. Basically, I was doing so well in the beginning of the semester with homework getting done days and days before it was due. Now, I am lucky to finish everything.

Senioritis? Maybe. The moment I stop going to class, I will worry but I don’t think I’ll do that. I think I’m just in some sorta slump … I want to watch a movie.

Oh yes, here is my last schedule ever (maybe):

MONDAY
9 – 11:50AM: Authoring Interactive Media
1 – 4:50PM: Advanced Typography

TUESDAY
1 – 4:50PM: Professional Portfolio

WEDNESDAY
8:30 – 12:20PM: Contemporary Issues in Printmaking
1 – 4:50PM: Publication Design

THURSDAY & FRIDAY
Nothing.

I also have a workshop worth one credit on the first Friday & Saturday of February that’s 8:30AM to 4:50PM. Don’t matter too badly since it’s one weekend. I’m pretty happy I got what I wanted for my last semester. I just need to get through this one.

{ feeling : lazy
{ hearing : the hood internet – frozen age

So what’s fun about the CTA is that when sometimes when a train conductor says a train is immediately following, it’s not 5 minutes but more like 30. Just saying but seriously, I do still heart the CTA.

I also heart graffiti … The pictures on the side just appeared but are old … Still fun, though.

That said, you can now scroll through all images I’ve posted thanks to Mr. Joe. He’s crazy good at all sorts of coding. It’s ridiculous.

Nothing new here. Not like anyone checks anyways, har. I’m still doing the schooling but currently procrastinating. I voted early a couple weeks ago so … Nothing there. Um, work is still kind of crappy but good because it has been ridiculously slow. Halloween is coming and I think I’m going to a concert and that’s about it. It’s a Canasta concert and they’re going as The Decemberists.

I’m being myself. Ooooo … Scary.

Real scary though is to be a senior. Well, a senior at an arts and communications school. I went to this event for seniors last week and realized I am totally unprepared. The thing they stressed at said senior event? Jobs and portfolio. Um, I don’t really have much experience in the industry (still) plus I went to the Portfolio Center for the first time JUST today.

It was like I was with a classmate and we were the only seniors there. Everyone else were youngins. Yay! I’m old! I’m doomed!

I get to choose my last classes EVER … maybe … next week. It’s cool but still scary cause then there’s after and I have no idea what that’s going to entail.

Man, I think my writing is just getting worse. Maybe just here but it can’t be good since I have a 20 page paper on Harold Washington due in like a month. YAY.

{ feeling : annoyed
{ hearing : giant drag – kevin is gay

Stop bugging me to join groups that reinstate the old Facebook. Remember the days when the old Facebook was the new Facebook that was just as much hated as this new Facebook? Uh, yeah … Get over it.

{ feeling : sickish
{ hearing : random commercials on wgn

So I saw an old face on the bus today. Made me feel weird in the way wandering Facebook profiles. Basically, since I went to the grandiose Northside College Prep, every single one of my many acquaintances are doing about … A million times better than I am life-wise. It just sort of makes me feel like … Eep.

The thing is about going to Northside is that I still sort of wonder how I ended up going there. During elementary school, I never once got straight A’s … Come to think of it, I don’t think I ever got anywhere near that at Northside. Even further, I didn’t want to attain perfection in any classes I went through.

I was pretty content with just passing the lot of classes I had.

Every single time I would hear the gripes of not getting at least a 4.5GPA or later, at least a 32 on the ACT, I’d just sort of be like I am now. Y’know … Eep.

But it’s also weird because during times like these, I randomly hear the lyrics to “More” by Rhymefest.

I don’t really know how to express how I feel. It’s just, as much as I’ve been raised to aim to get more, I’m pretty content with what I got. When I see there’s more to what I got, I just sort of think, would it really be that much better? Would I really be happier with say a better brand of clothing or a higher end of electronics?

Probably, maybe, sure?

I guess this entry was kind of rambly. It’s just with the chances I got, I found myself lucky rather than pressed to succeed to the max. I feel like, I try my best and hope for the best. If it’s not good enough in some circles, I move on. Kinda lame but I don’t know, I don’t want to go on living life always wanting more (“No matter how much I get.”).

{ feeling : sore
{ hearing : harvest moon ds music

Another year, another Lolla. I had a nice weekend except for the fact I kind of suck at keeping energy up, picking shoes that don’t give me terrible blisters, and tolerating thousands more people than I’m used to (I’m convinced I’m slightly agoraphobic). I didn’t get to stay all day yesterday because the pain of the blisters were too much. Basically, I was being miserable at the LollaLounge even when thousands of people weren’t in my face … so there was no point in me staying.

I like watching random episodes of ‘Til Death (with Margaret Cho for some reason?) and reruns of The Simpsons and Family Guy in bed anyways.

Anywhoos, from the acts I saw all weekend, I loved The Go! Team, DJ Bald Eagle, and The Octopus Project. Nice little finds for me (yeah, I am still new music challenged so bear with me) were Holy Fuck, Cadence Weapon, DeVotchKa, Jamie Lidell, Brazilian Girls, Dierks Bentley, and Sharon Jones. Why I am mentioning this? Because I need to remind myself to grab some of their tunes. Y’see, I always forget.

In other news, I had a mini-breakdown at work last week so I’m convinced that’s why my boss gave me the weekend off and didn’t give me hours till Thursday. My blisters are still terrible and yes, I knows I am a pussy for whining about some lame blisters so I may not do much until then, har. Possibly watch The Dark Knight on a non-IMAX screen and maybe Pineapple Express, too? Who knows! For now, the Harvest Moon calls to me this morning. I like farming games … I blame Phillip Ozaki for that.

{ feeling : amused
{ hearing : air conditioning

I dig when bratty suburban kids get kicked off the train because they were being bratty suburban kids. I’m sorry, “Young Adults” … Technically they are 13 to 17.

No offense but most suburban kids I encounter have no sort of respect towards people around them so I have no respect towards them. I see them every where around downtown nowadays cause hey, it’s summer … Not much to do but be jerks to people downtown, y’know?

School is over, I get to see more of them until it starts up again. So I get annoyed! Maybe I’m just jealous of the tween asking me, “Um, like, do you take Amex?” Nah… I’m mostly annoyed of the fact I’m not allowed to shoot her. I’d probably get fired for such shenanigans.