October 11, 2012

  • Youtube cruisin'

    I sit here in the dark, listening to old tunes in Youtube as I ponder about the meaning of life  

    JAY KAY.  Here's my October so far

     

    October 1



    Having the greatest weather we've had in a while especially for an October. Picked up a book from VPL downtown, then DC birthday in the evening where I amused myself a little too much by playing with Doobie the Golden Retriever and not so much with Taco the chihuahua; his face kind of scared me to be honest. 

     

    October 4

    Late dinner plus stargazing with MF in a park, near an elementary school, by my house, for her astronomy assignment. Wasn't cold and creepy at all. 


    Also told her of night before when I was browsing through my old blogs, and found a post about a best friend that I had at that point in time. To this day, for the life of my, I still can't remember to whom that blog refer. Makes me sad really, from the brief post, this person seemed to be important to me at the time.

    October 5


    KS with Aso. Had Boston Pizza delivered, at the house, watched a whole bunch of movies and naps at the house with this lady.  I later dropped her off in the evening after a quick extremely last minute,  run at the mall to buy wire cubed shelves to turn into a rabbit condo for Ulam.

    Daddy is home again for a couple of days. He finally helped me build the cage after hearing me struggle. My hero kiss. 

    Nothing, nothing can beat our DIY projects together.  Though I did something very terrible when the next day, the mother asked me to move the cage upstairs and out of the way as she was having company over. As we were having a hard time manoeuvring the cage through the doorway, Bill being his impatient self , grabbed it and made it slightly fall apart. See, at this point, I was already aggravated and exasperated that moving the cage should be such a struggle, so I snapped, grabbed the entirety of the cage, forgot the effort and the previous sleepless night, and promptly hurled it outside. Yeah, at 20 I still throw tantrum fits.

     

    October 6


    I honestly didn't feel like associating with people since I was in such an awful mood. I was surprised that the parents, though incessant that I clean up my mess, was not very firm about it. You might be wondering where the rabbit was as all this was happening, well, as a joke I had meant to very temporarily leave it inside a pillow cage. Well, I hadn't wanted to come near her because I was afraid that at my mood, I might do something more horrible that I will very  much regret. So there, I left her in the pillow case far longer than I would like to admit. 

     

    Needless to say, I holed up in my room the whole day and afternoon, until the friends came over. Yes I had extended an invitation earlier but I really didn't want to deal with anyone at that point. Impatient I may be, but my parents didn't raise me to be rude, so I sucked it up and eventually opened my bedroom door. 

    Very misleading Halloween costume.

    This is how we spend Saturdays. 

    Without a fail, LG, CB, DP took over my bed again, what was I to do but keep myself busy through the night. In the middle of doing nothing in particular, after my parents finished cleaning up and was heading to their room, it became apparent that my father was drunk. Here was when his disappointment in my earlier action came through as he tried to convey his drunk emotions through slurred words. I had to suppress tears from spilling over my eyes, because as comedic as he was acting, it still hurts me that I had disappointed him by acting childish and making him think that I had disregarded his help and efforts from the night before.  The ironic thing is, after this talk, I had tried to regroup all the materials that had been scattered throughout the house and lost my temper yet again when I was coming up unsuccessful. Anyway, I eventually got started with rebuilding the cage, but left it partially done when I ran out of materials. 

     

    October 7


    Woke up to the three shuffling around. Chatted, had some form of breakfast, then split up, CB and LG to their respective homes, DP and I to gather more supplies for my cage. 

    You know your father has a hang over when: he asks you to drive to get noodles. He held up pretty well; he honestly didn't even look hang over. Then THIS happened:

    That's my father, outside of the bank, bent over and puking his guts out. From that, it escalated to this:


    Then this:

    yeahhhppp

     

    Best noodles hands down. The tea, not so much. 

    By the time we finished eating, my father finally had life back into him. Ahh, alcohol laughing

    We got home, and after a few hours, I was finally able to put the rabbit condo back together again. Some adjustments are still need to be made before I can be happy with it. Also, I need to think up a solution on what to do when it starts to pour and snow. 

    Church in the evening, then early Thanksgiving dinner. Which I didn't have because this is what my parents decided to serve:

    Delicious you say? Well all I see is death trap. I might have already mentioned this one-too-many-times, but I am allergic to seafood. Not all seafood, though everything on this table; a small, tiny  detail my parents seems to ALWAYS forget. True, my allergy is not severe, but it's enough to deter me from consuming certain seafoods. This dinner was very disheartening to me and I felt very neglected and excluded, not to mention hungry. After taking obligatory family photos for my mom to post on Facebook, I expressed my disappointment quietly and headed upstairs.

    I had a bout with middle child syndrome. 

     

    They felt bad and asked me to order pizza, even some monetary bribe that my broke ass refused because; it's not about being hungry, it's about sending a message. Sure I gave in hours later, but it was still sad that I had Tim Hortons as  my Thanksgiving meal while everyone else was well fed.

    Speaking of, my night actually got better when the Tita/manager gifted me this secretly. I had been coming back for weeks just to try this out of a friend's recommendation but they always seem to not have it when I'm there. 

     

    October 8

    My mom: the overly enthusiastic tourist. 


    In light of the events last night, I feel that my mother allowed me this spontaneous Seattle trip with LG and bros, JB, CB, DP, out of pity. But hey, who am I to complain?

     

    We left around 7 am. Headed to Tukwila for Jollibee then back to Tulalip outlet for some shopping.

    Shameless confessions: I enjoy Chow King more than I do Jollibee

    We know how to have fun. 

     

    October 8


    Job interview for a seasonal position. Wouldn't hire me if I were them


    I wasn't aware that it was a group interview, nor of the fact that one is supposed to bring a copy of their resume and cover letter to give to the employer. I was debating with myself, but then I thought that it wouldn't make sense for them not to already have a copy of my resume when they've already obviously seen it. 

    It's strange how simultaneously vast and tiny the world is. During my job interview, there was a younger girl there that had attended the same high school I did. I think we may even had played in the same band. I hadn't really talk to her then because we each have our own group of friends. I recognize her face but wasn't sure of her name, but out of mutual companionship, and to pass time, we managed to hold conversation while waiting for the interview to start. We even walked around the mall, and supermarket afterwards.

    I even bought us some frozen treats, and she gave me discount on some rabbit supplies that I bought at her workplace which we visited. 

     

    October 9

    Watched Taken 2 with the family minus the dad. Then late dinner at Boston Pizza since it was the only place open.

    Was so hungry that when I was skimming the menu, my eyes decided to skip over the listed "shrimp" ingredient. 

    But I think I've got my dislike for seafood figured out. See, to me, shrimp, lobster and crabs are not only a hassle to eat for the most part, it's also frequently tasteless, plus to me, it has no substance. Meaning, when I bite down on it, it feels like nothing in my mouth. I don't know if that makes sense, but that's the only way I could describe it.

     

    During dinner, we got into a heated argument about my father's desire to help out his side of the family. This isn't exactly new, and the fact that everyone else seems to favour my maternal side of the family is also not a secret. See, I get their reasoning, and I know where both of my siblings and mother are coming from. But to me, I choose to ignore my father's family's flaws and shortcomings for my dad's sake. So I support his decision throughout. I think a compromise is in order to settle this matter though. 

     

    -Elle Are Emm