It’s been two weeks since my last blog post.
The days passed by in a blur.
My parents visited for Easter,
And my apartment is covered in fur.
I flew through the last week feeling like a ghost.
On last Thursday’s Neuropsych exam, I regrettably made a C.
But it’s okay because I got some adjustable dumbbells for free.
Things are still good, as far as I can see.
Today I feel like a piece of toast.
Driving in traffic is probably worse than the bends.
My ex and I are no longer just friends.
But my grandma looks like she’s near the end.
I may never even get to see her again.
So herp, I’m still working on finding a satisfactory camera setup for my vlogs; I’m seriously thinking about buying one of those mirrors that hair salons use (you know, to show you what the back of your head looks like) and setting it behind my camera so I can see what the heck I’m doing while vlogging and adapt accordingly.Until then, sorry when I try to show you stuff and you actually don’t really see it. And same goes for me being off-center for pretty much the entiiiiiree video.
So last night, my sister posted this on her facebook wall. We’ve kinda talked ourselves into wanting to do it, but given the fact that we’re way out of shape and probably pansies, we’re waiting ’til at least next year (probably October) to participate. However! We think we might volunteer at the one in Austin this October and see what it’s like. I think it sounds fun! Granted, a 10-12 mile obstacle course sounds really grueling . . . we’ll have a lot of work to do before we can consider ourselves ready for the challenge. Neither of us have done that kind of thing before, so we both figured that it’s something we want to try at least once in our lives.
Here’s a picture of the Konexi game where we were determined to use all 26 letters. What words can you find?
And this video makes me want to buy a used PS2 and DDR and be all awesome on it. (And it’s also actually pretty decent exercise!) He makes it look so easy! This guy is the creator of the Dead Fantasy series and works as an animator and choreographer for Rooster Teeth Productions, the company that makes Red vs. Blue. This video and this video were both made by Oum using mocap (Motion capture) technology, and Oum choreographs and performs the dances himself . . . So in short, I’m saying I’m jealous of his dancing abilities, haha. And it’s also pretty amusing to watch those videos and imagine him dancing to it.
So my piano II class had a recital yesterday (Sunday). I only played my duet piece because I didn’t like my Baroque piece enough to want to perform it for other people. Now, my partner and I had been practicing for weeks, and our performance of the piece was pretty solid. Apparently, I still get quite a bit of stage fright because I totally herped up big time while we performed our duet. One part, I’m not sure what messed me up, but I had to stop playing altogether for a few seconds. Another part, my left hand decided to skip a measure, and so I had to drop its part for a few seconds as well. I know I messed up somewhere else, but I can’t remember exactly what it was. And my hands started shaking halfway through the piece. Fuuuuuuu —
And I thought it would be easier/less stressful for me if it were a duet because I wouldn’t be up there by myself. I feel like I was even more nervous than if I had been performing alone, though I don’t know why that is. PUH. Whatever. Guess I’m not meant to be a performer.
Ionno what else I had planned on talking about so I’m going to end this vlog/blog now.
Sorry for having so many links in this post loooooolll. Was that title too long? Herpp.
All right, I think I have these two videos in the right order. I can’t tell for certain right now because the videos are being converted and can’t be played as I edit this blog. The first vlog should be me talking in my pj’s about my drive home from Dallas. Also, wtf am I doing with my legs/feet? I think it’s safe to say that I fiddle quite a bit when talking, in one way or another. Of course, I also fiddle around when I’m not talking . . . I’m just a fiddler. Fiddler on the roof? Obscure (maybe) Jewish movie reference from BCA.
Anyway, this first video was filmed the same night I got back home from Dallas, which I probably say somewhere in the video. But I can’t be sure because I haven’t watched it since I first filmed it over a week ago. Oh wells.
This was the recording of the game “Peas Feed Me” on my old computer at home. I said that I didn’t know what the game was based off of in the vlog, but upon closer inspection, at the intro screen, it says that it’s based off of a TV show. Makes sense, I mean I can see the game setting being an actual scene in a TV show.
I’m gonna try and find it so I can have it on my laptop too lol. It’s always nice to have a game (or something) you can play (or do) that requires no real thought and is amusing, and therefore, relaxing to play (do).
The outfits looked something like this, but my sister’s was pink and silver instead of red and gold. Red and gold is reserved for the actual wedding day.
So yesterday (Sunday) was my sister’s engagement ceremony. Traditionally, in the Vietnamese culture, the male’s family prepares/performs the ceremony for the female’s family. I guess one could compare it to the man asking the woman’s parents for her hand in marriage. Except more fancy. Since my sister’s fiance is not Vietnamese, my parents decided not to force Brad (and his parents) to prepare the ceremony themselves. Of course, the ceremony could have been skipped entirely, but my parents wanted to do this for my sister because “they’re worth it.” Not entirely sure what they mean by that, at least, not in specific terms.
In any case, it was nice and there was lots of good food and my sister and her fiance got to wear fancy traditional Vietnamese clothes for the ceremony. I got to meet Brad’s parents (along with the rest of my family, which means parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles . . . the whole kit and caboodle), and they left me (and I think most everyone else) with a good impression. However, aside from the honoring of ancestors and procession of gifts at the beginning of the ceremony, the whole thing didn’t really feel much different from a regular holiday get-together.
The roast pig is so good! It has a crunchy skin while the actual meat remains moist and super flavorful.
I guess this is a nice way to describe the ceremony and give some detail about the reasons behind certain parts in a short-and-sweet kind of manner.
What’s funny is that my mom told me that I have to marry a Vietnamese guy because she’ll cry if both of her daughters marry “American” guys. I think it’s relatively safe to assume that American = white. When I told my sister that our mom had said that, she laughed and replied that “it’s not her decision to make anyway.” Which is all true, but to be honest, I’ve kinda inherently known that my parents expect that of me, or would like that, so my preferences have been shaped to include that as a requirement. Of course, before this little conversation, the preference hadn’t been as definite, and I’ve only dated white guys so far, but I’ve always felt that it would be best if I found a Vietnamese guy who also fit all my other preferences.
The point is, I don’t mind that my parents have really narrowed down my “sea of fish” into a pond. Even though it was my mom who brought it up, I’m sure that my dad feels the same way.
So, in other news, my cousin accompanied me back to Dallas last night. He’s a high school senior and is using his college days to visit my campus (more as an excuse to miss school than due to interest in my college). We didn’t get back to Dallas until 12:30, and early on in the ~5 hour trip, we stopped at a gas station to fill up my tank and grab some energy drinks. I had the bright idea to grab a Monster Java Loca Moca (energy drinks and coffee have never really worked consistently on me; half the time I feel they had no effect at all, the other half they’re super effective), and by the time we got to my apartment, I was pretty awake. As a result, I’ve pulled an impromptu all-nighter, one in which I actually wasn’t totally unproductive. I gave my cousin a tour around campus, we sneaked into some of the buildings, and I actually did some studying for one of my classes.
Thank goodness I only have one class today (technically, I have two, but the second class is pretty fail). I feel somewhat tired right now, but not like I’m going to pass out. Hopefully I can stay up until this evening, and then go to sleep at a decent time.
My cousin leaves for Houston tomorrow evening/afternoon, and the plan seems to be that he’ll take the Greyhound bus back. I’ll have to drive him to the station, though, and I’m not entirely sure where that is, though I’ve been told it’s in downtown. I just hope I don’t get stuck in rush-hour traffic.
And even with all this extra time I got from not sleeping, I still haven’t unpacked my clothes and whatnot.
If I don’t look directly into the camera lens for a really long time, it’s because the eyes are the window to one’s soul AND I DON’T WANT YOU TO STEAL MINE. (HERP LOGIC)
All right, I know that I haven’t posted a blog in a while (2 weeks wow, has it really been a month?), in spite of saying that I’d post one at least once a week. Sorry! We’re trying something new in this blog.
Although I state in the video that every other week will be a vlog post instead of a blog post, I’m sure that I’ll still have some text to go along with the video that comments on the video or adds anything I may have forgotten to say.
In other news (since I didn’t really give any updates on my personal life at all in the video), I’ve been doing pretty well in my classes. The lowest grade I’ve made on an exam so far is an 88. I have one tomorrow, and another neeeext week, I think? And then it’s SPRING BREAK, HUZZAH!
I’ve found the solution to keeping Jager from peeing on my furniture and whatnot; cats appear to seriously prefer the sand-y texture of regular clumping litter, rather than the more earth-friendly biodegradable (and flushible!) Feline Pine that I use. Except, he still uses the covered litter box (that contains Feline Pine) to defecate in. The uncovered litter box, which contains regular kitty litter, is used only for urination. Is just weird that my cat should have two litter boxes all to himself.
Ummm, I got my navel pierced last Friday, and the story behind it is pretty lame. So I shall spare the details on that.
This is my ghetto camera setup because I don’t have a tripod.
Ahahahahaha.
I’ve definitely fallen behind on my workout schedule, but luckily, I’ve found people from class who like to workout after class every Tuesday and Thursday, so I’ll probably begin going with them to the gym. In my off days, I’ll try to get myself to do some stuff with the balance ball I got from Target. Those workouts are pretty challenging! D:
Umm, ummm. I suppose I should do a video of a close-up of the Kindle Fire case that I made. Like 3 weeks ago. Next time?
I thiiiiink that’s most of what I intended to say. Also, it will take forever for me to get used to the way my voice sounds to other people. I think I sound rather nasally. And awkward. Very awkward. But so nasally!
Oh and I have a boyfriend now what?Except I shouldn’t because I should be focusing on school and premed stuff and stuff.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve! Which is when we celebrate Christmas in my family. Dannngg. Where did the time go? I typed up a post last week, but the USB to which I saved it was left at my parents’ house, so I’ll upload that sometime next week.
So this past week, I’ve been hanging out at my sister’s house. We don’t really do much, but it’s always fun spending time with my sister and her boyfriend. Her boyfriend, Brad, recently got Elder Scrolls: Skyrim for his PS3, and I’ve gotten a chance to play it quite a bit as well. It’s preeeeetty awesome. It’s ridiculous how much you can customize your character; it feels like it should be an MMORPG. Surprisingly, I haven’t gotten addicted to it yet. It might be because I’m still getting used to the controls and gameplay.
I’ve pretty much got my Christmas gifts done for the family. I made everyone a snuggie, except for my mom. I thought of making socks for her, but I no longer have time to get it done before Christmas. I feel kinda cheap for buying her something when I made something for everyone else.
My sister and I have gone shopping a lot during this week. She received a ton of coupons, which is why we went shopping in the first place. I’m pretty pleased with my purchases. I bought some new makeup, a sweater/cardigan type thing, and this little owl-shaped doohickey to neatly wind my earbuds around when they’re not in use. My sister used the coupons more for Christmas shopping.
Duuuude. I am sooo excited for Christmas day because Brad is proposing to my sister on Sunday. He’s been planning for a while, but money constraints have kept him from popping the question any sooner. He asked my parents for their blessing sometime in November. I accidentally found him in the jewelry store making the purchase after he wouldn’t answer his phone multiple times while we were all in the mall. I think it’s safe to assume that my sister just expects to receive “regular” jewelry.
Bwuh, I wish I could be there for when he actually proposes, but alas, I have to head back to my parents house because we are spending Christmas Eve with the extended family tomorrow. My cat has been staying with them, while I took Toto with me so he could hang out with Gus and Lucy, my sister’s dogs. Apparently Jager has been having a ball getting the house all to himself. He’ll probably be super bewildered on Sunday if Teresa and Brad bring their dogs with them (if they can stay overnight).
Oh, I’m so excited for Sunday. Pretty sure my parents consider the engagement as a type special Christmas gift. Some of the extended family has been asking about them getting married for a while too. Is gonna be AWESUM.
On another cool note, Brad taught me how to drive stick shift in his Jeep today. It was pretty chilly, especially as there were no doors and he had taken the top off of it a while back during nicer weather, but it was still fun. My legs were actually too short to comfortably reach the pedals, so the work I had to put into pushing the clutch all the way when shifting gears had me sweating a little bit. I picked up shifting the gears pretty quick, but starting from a stop is gonna take a while. I’m so excited for the next time I visit and can drive it some more. Of course, there’s always a chance that it won’t be here the next time I visit, since Brad has been planning to sell it for a long while, but hasn’t because he’s been fixing it up.
I’mma totally get a stick shift when I buy my own car. Like in ten years or whatever. IT’S GONNA HAPPEN.
This Christmas will probably the my favorite/best Christmas for a while.
It’s a good thing almost no one knows about this blog (especially my sister), otherwise I’d be a total blabbermouth.
Lol my dad had to write the letters for the keys that had been rubbed down by overuse on the keyboard. Toto is freaking out because I fed him outside and he’s not used to not being around me all the time. He’s worried that I’ll leave him or something, I suppose.
Jager seems like he’s having the time of his life; his tail is constantly swishing back and forth. He probably likes the bigger space of a house compared to my apartment. There are also more places for him to climb on, which makes it easier for him to get away from Toto. My parents don’t really like the fact that he jumps everywhere, though. Last night, he slept on the bed beside me a few times because it was tall and big enough to where Toto couldn’t bug him unless he jumped onto the bed himself. He tried to a few times, but was pushed off each time and quickly learned that he wasn’t allowed on it.
Lady has been hanging out inside the house a few times since I got home last night. My parents don’t seem to mind it at all anymore, though she can’t stay inside because she’s used to being an outside dog. I haven’t seen her go to the restroom before, and she probably doesn’t know yet that she can’t go to the restroom inside the house.
Toto’s really trying to bust through the back door.
Sandy bit someone while they were visiting the house, apparently. My mom took her to the vet to see if she has rabies or not. We’ve never kept our dogs up to date on their shots, but my mom sounded upset that my sister and I hadn’t taken Sandy to get her rabies shot every year, since it costs only $13. Sandy has to stay at the vet for 9 days for them to observe her and verify whether or not she has rabies. If she does, she’ll have to be put down, so here’s to hoping that she’s okay. She’s always been wary of visitors, and sometimes nipped at their heels if they got too close to her, but she’s never actually bitten anyone.
Time for some old news?
Hmm, well, I finished the semester rather poorly. Got a C on my last Neuroanatomy exam, leaving me with a B instead of an A. I straight out failed the Biochemistry final (not cumulative, thank goodness), leaving me with a D. I doubt I’ll be retaking the class, and this just makes it more official that I’ll be applying to that masters program at UNT for premed students needing to better their GPA. The only problem is telling my parents of this decision.
In any case, my other classes finished on a good note. I herped up plenty of times during the piano recital, but more due to nervousness than my inability to play. My professor was able to tell that I put effort into it, which is what was most important.
Toto is body slamming the door in his attempts to get in. He’s really not used to being in a separate room from me. Poor baby.
My psychiatric appointment left me confused. The psychiatrist said that, if I had ADD/ADHD, it would most likely be ADD, but the little rank-these-statements-on-a-scale-of-1-to-5 questionnaire isn’t a definitive test, so he couldn’t say for sure. Same thing with the depression questionnaire. Both said I likely had mild forms of ADD and depression, respectively. Based on our conversation throughout the hour session, he said that I had depressive symptoms, but didn’t say outright that I had depression. So . . . what the fuck? He didn’t hesitate on asking if I wanted to try a medication to see if that would help my problems, and I would like to think that he’s not one of those doctors who prescribes medicine to keep their patients from complaining or something. So I’m going to interpret his prescription as a confirmation that I have enough symptoms for it to be highly likely that I am mildly depressed and may have ADD. :<
Anyway, I was prescribed Wellbutrin. Our follow up appointment is in January, a week before classes start. During this month, I also intend to try the Ubermann sleep schedule, where you basically train your body to go into REM sleep every time you go to sleep. You take 20 minute naps every 4 hours, or 30 minute naps every 6 hours, leaving you with 2 hours of sleep and 22 hours of time awake. People who have been on this schedule state that once you get used to it, you feel energetic all the time, but that missing a nap is hell and quickly drains you of energy. Not to mention that the process to getting to that point is almost like hell.
Toto’s gonna end up tearing the door apart, and it’s time to eat. I’m going to take care of both those problems now.
That I overslept again and both Toto and Jager peed everywhere in my apartment. And then my parents visited me and where like, “Wtf.” And they brought McDonald’s to eat for dinner. What? I guess that’s what I get for taking a 3-hour nap at four in the afternoon.
So, my first counseling session was on Monday afternoon, and while it was kinda weird to be going to counseling, overall, I was comfortable with who I had been assigned as a counselor. I have to attend a few more sessions before being able to see the psychiatrist, and if I want to know from them whether or not I have ADD/ADHD, I’d have to go to an off-site testing area to get tested (which would cost money). If I don’t want to wait til I’m eligible to see the psychiatrist on campus, then I have to find one off campus and either get tested by them, or just talk with them and see if they think that I do have ADD/ADHD (which would still cost money). I’m not sure whether or not I want to wait, as most of the studying tips she suggested are things I have already tried. One of my friends suggested I write in my books while I study as it helps one concentrate on what they’re actually reading if they actively take notes; while I can see that working, my mind immediately balked at the idea and said, “NO, it is forbidden!” And some of the textbooks I have do not belong to me.
As for my anger issues, she suggested that I try meditating daily. And said I should try and have a healthier lifestyle in general, which I know I should. I haven’t been really getting quality sleep lately, I never really ate regularly or healthily (I have more incentive when I’m cooking for other people, rather than for just myself), and I am soooo out of shape. I’m hoping to remedy that this coming semester by making a schedule that has me starting classes at the same time every day and finishing early in the afternoon, allowing me time to get into a habit of waking up at the same time every morning and giving me time to work out for an hour every afternoon. Wish me luck! I’m also much closer to the Activity Center than I was last year, so making the trip from my apartment won’t be as much of a deterrent when it’s cold. Or freezing.
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So that was my dog, Toto, giving his input. Maybe he was trying to imitate the creepers from Minecraft.
Speaking of pets, I think Jager and Toto were actually playing today! Well, Toto always tries to play with Jager, so that’s not news. However I think Jager was playing hide-n-seek with Toto today. It’s big news! It really is! I’ve never seen Jager play with Toto like that before. Anyway . . .
Hmm. Last night I was out shopping, so on the way back I stopped at my ex-boyfriend’s to pick up some stuff that I’d forgotten. We ended up talking for a while, and it became pretty clear to me that we’re better friends than we are boyfriend and girlfriend. I’m glad that I had the chance to talk with him. It’s put my mind at ease. Even though I haven’t been strong in my faith in the past, I can’t help feeling that God helped me out with this one. My close friends were very supportive of me once I told them, and even having the initiative to go and talk to Chris in the first place was not something I would have been able to do easily in the past. I’m glad with how this whole situation concluded.
I am uber excited for this weekend; my friend, Beth, is visiting Dallas for a swing dance class she’s taking with her swing dance club. Since it’s close to campus, she’s spending the night at my apartment for the weekend, and we haven’t been able to really hang out in a long while. (That was another reason why I feel God was really helping me this past week.) In addition, one of my other friends is having her birthday party on Sunday (eating out and going bowling). I love to bowl, so I think it’ll be fun overall, even though I probably won’t know anyone besides the birthday girl.
The only damper is that I have a biochem exam next Monday, so I should really be studying right now instead of blogging. I haven’t even eaten dinner yet! I’m soooo bad.
My ex has a snake and it’s so cool and I want a snake. My house is going to have a zoo.
Why did you pee on my blanket? Did you not realize that the covered litter box is still your litter box? It is late. I am sleepy.
Yay for extra hour of “sleep.” Don’t forget to turn all your clocks back by one hour!
This isn't really my situation, but the conclusion applies all the same. Except I also have a dog. And am a girl, not a boy.
I know, I know, it hasn’t been a week yet, and I already have another post up? Crazy talk! But hey, I’m doing this instead of studying for my neuroanatomy exam on Tuesday, so it’s not completely out of character.
I’ve had this comic saved on my laptop for a while. A friend showed it to me a long time ago, and I found it so endearing that I decided to keep a copy for myself. (Whoever made this comic is a genius. GENIUS.) It never occurred to me that I might someday use it as a way to express how I’m feeling. I actually feel annoyed that I’m in this situation.
I’m currently trying to decide whether I should attempt to drag the blog content out to the length of the image, or if I should just keep it short and sweet and apologize for having the image be so large. But I wanted you guys to be able to see it without having to click on it in order to enlarge it. Ohhh, the choices.
OH! As long as I’m rambling, a fellow blogger found this blog-ish website that is basically an archive of chat logs between the blogger and his cat. It’s quite amusing, though it seems that the author hasn’t updated in a while. Of course, I must pass this on to you all, my nonexistent readers. Without further adieu, the link:
Louis vs. Rick
Ehh, it’s kinda embarrassing, but I slept in today and neglected to let my dog out immediately when I got up, in spite of the numerous times he indicated his need to relieve himself outside. So, as it turns out, what goes around comes around . . . sort of. I don’t think that saying fits in this situation. Anywho, my dog wandered into the bathroom where the litter box is. I thought he was nosing around in the litter box because he was digging for some buried treasure (since it was an uncovered box), but nooo. Instead I find him squatting by the box, relieving his bladder. It wouldn’t have been as bad if he’d actually gotten his urine to go in the box, but as the box is located under a counter and Toto is a big boy, that was just not possible.
Now, I’m not sure if he actually was intending to dig for buried treasure and just happened to be unable to hold his urine any longer, or if he was trying to use the litter box because he knew that’s where Jager does his business. If it’s the latter, then maybe my dog is more intelligent than he lets on.
Suffice it to say, I’ve now gotten a covered litter box for peace of mind after having cleaned up the whole mess in the bathroom, and I should not ignore Toto’s persistent indications to let him go outside in the future. Cleaning the bathroom prompted me to clean the rest of my apartment, though, so overall, it wasn’t a bad experience and I ended up being rather productive today.
Of course, I’d get on a whole new level of productivity if I studied.
I just noticed that my site title doesn’t really make much sense. “Peering through the watch glass”? What?
I'll get rid of my stress even if it's the last thing I do!
I’mma be really stressed out soon. You thought I was going to say “Christmas,” didn’t you? We’re not even past Thanksgiving yet!
Class registration for spring starts next Monday! I’m a senior by credits, so I get to begin registering for classes Tuesday morning. I’m currently looking at 15-17 hours for spring semester, and hopefully, I can start some research during the summer.
I’m still having some trouble with procrastination and focus when studying, so I’ve begun counseling at the counseling center on campus to see what tips they have for students struggling with time management and whatnot. And, ultimately, to see if I have ADD/ADHD because, honestly, that would not be surprising and would explain a lot.
In addition, my GPA isn’t all too competitive right now, so I’m going to hold off on applying to med school by (hopefully only) a year, during which I will perhaps continue with research, gain hospital experience (volunteering and shadowing), and possibly also get a job. It’s somewhat comforting now that I’ve come to the decision to wait a year. I’ve yet to tell my parents that, though, so I’m also nervous about it.
Other updates? I got a cat! His name was Woody when I first met him (at the shelter at which I’m currently volunteering), but I felt that it didn’t fit. He has now been renamed as “Jagermeister.” Yes, like the alcohol, but that wasn’t the reason for which I named him. I like to call him “Jager.” My dog, Toto, is pretty herp and isn’t aware of how to properly interact with a cat. It also doesn’t help that Jager’s declawed, so whenever he hits Toto in the face, Toto thinks he’s playing. They get along, which is what I was hoping for; the only problem is that Toto always wants to play. And he is not a small dog, by any means.
This was Jager's first day at home.
Hmm, I also had a boyfriend whom I had begun dating in February. Our relationship ended this past Wednesday, and I’m trying to keep from blaming myself too much. I know that I’m not the only one to blame for the failure of this relationship. I’m upset, but moreover, I’m agitated that I do not know the complete reason for this recent turn of events.
Seeing as we’re both short-tempered individuals, it seems that he was tired of arguing all the time. It’s a reasonable thought, but I can’t help but feel that there’s more to it than that. Ah well. The decision was, for the most part, mutual. It just feels like it happened very abruptly.
In any case, I’ll try to remain optimistic about the whole thing.
The weather has been looking nicer. I feel that we skipped fall, though. Or that fall is more close to feeling like winter rather than being a halfway point between summer and winter. As long as I’m no longer sweating buckets outside and then freezing in my classes, I’ll be happy.
Here is my pre-New Year’s resolution:
One post per week. It shouldn’t be too difficult, right? As long as I don’t try to write a novel every time, I think it’ll be feasible.
So, see you guys next year week.
