So I went to this area code locater site finallyyyy today, and apparently I got calls from - Ohio - South Carolina - Maine - Illinois O___O Whaaaat the.
And I got this really strange call in Vegas. So I was in my hotel room, and then I pick up my phone, and there's someone at the other hand playing 'I'm Yours' on the guitar. So I was like 'yeah that's f'sure some Whitney person -__-'. And he/she plays for like twenty seconds and then says something weird at the end and hangs up on me. O__O The only people I know that can play guitar like that and know my number is Josh, Charles, and Michele. But Josh said he didn't, and Michele would've told me if she did. I think. And Charles is impossible. So I guess I'm never going to figure it out. Ahha.
Andrew Fang has this Eagle Project tomorrow that I'm helping out with, and we're planting flowerss. :DDD Pretty, pretty flowers. (:
And movies Friday? Yes? :DDD 'Seven Pounds'? :D
Caaatherine get comments on your blog please. -__- I don't feel like commenting on your blog on my blog post. Just kinda weirddd. I'll send you the code if you need it. (:
Haha I just realized my link to Tiffany Yeh's blog is something to this ad for free purses or something. 'Louis Vuitton purse for 50% off now! Limited time offer!' Was it always like that? So I changed it. Ahha.
I watched Princess Diaries 2 yesterday on Disney channel. :D Dude it's so cuuute. I remember I watched it with Catherine like five years ago and I didn't get it at all. But now I do. (: It's a pretty good movie, and it has a pretty creative 'happily ever after' ending. So yeah. Now I'm convinced I want a pony. And a Prince Charming too! But none exist in my world. So I'll make do with my dog and my friends. They're enough. <333
Ehhe blog layout change. I'm gonna change it back tomorrow or day after Christmas or something. Too bright and green. D:
So I came back from Vegas today. (: And it was actually better than I thought. Way, way better. We actually managed to squeeze in some family bonding before things went berserk. (: That's success for us! :D
Our hotel room was like the center of everythinggg. Our second day, we spent three hours playing cards on the bed and cracking up when Tina was a minute late in Spoons. Haha. (: First time we actually felt 'together' in two years. Guess what? I love my family. <3 Thanks, Vegas. (:
We I went on a shopping spree in Vegas, too. (: - 2 pairs of flats - super-staticky robe. D: but it's warm. (: - 6 pairs of AE underwear. hehe. ;D - a pair of gray jeans - a pair of black leggings - a bottle of nail polish - a Converse keychain - 4 bottles of lotion. (for five dollars, maan. :D) Buffalo's outlets are crazzzzy, man. Before Christmas, everything is on sale. At Bath and Body Works, I swear there was nothing over five. And 2 pairs of shoes at Charlotte Russe was only twenty. (:
Duuude. Now there's two weeks of vacation left with nothing to dooo. We have to go somewhere, guys. D: New Year's Eve? :D Or we can go somewhere else before that. (: Like day after Christmas? Or the day after that? :D
I miss you guys. ): Call me! Let's plan out something. (:
I thought that unicorns were real and tigers were fictional. It broke my heart when my mom told me otherwise in kindergarten. Unicorns would be so much prettier than those tigers.
I thought I would marry my daddy would grow up. I mean, if my mom did, then I would too, right? This thought...makes me quite nauseous.
The gingerbread man hunt was a deadly thing. I mean, we actually ate the poor guy in the end. It kinda cannibalistic to me.
Left-handed people were racist. They didn't let me use their scissors. >:O
I didn't get why most songs were about love. Couldn't they be about other things like...dogs? Or candy? Why was love so important, anyways?
We always sat at those kiddy tables at the mall. So much more fun than those boring, gray adult tables.
It bothered me that my mommy and daddy didn't kiss. All the other girl-guy couples out there did; why couldn't they?
A baby came from a kiss.
When you gave paper to a vending machine, it gave you money back. Same with the gas pay machines.
I told my parents I talked to Santa on Christmas Eve when everyone else was asleep. I cried when they didn't believe me.
The dark was an unknown place. Not dangerous, just mysterious.
My family would go to the mall together. My sister and I would go on those little playgrounds in the center, and my mom and dad would watch. Then we'd all hold hands and swing our arms and walk together. It was picture-perfect.
Las Vegas was a basic necessity every Christmas. I would die without it. I think I would still die without it.
Rock music made my head hurt. I mean, who would enjoy stuff with only drums and electric guitar and screaming? It's not even music.
I was a neat freak. More than my mom. Everything had to be PERFECT. My stickers could not be out of order. They could not be sticking out of their borders. They could not be cut off in any way. It drove my parents crazy.
Japan was a great place. Too bad I don't remember it. I only dimly remember a kitchen where I had to drink vinegar cause I got a fish bone stuck in my throat.
I liked to pretend I could understand Japanese.
My family was an actual family.
But that all happened when I was young. Course things are different now. Way different.
Still. I like to look back. At my innocent outlook on life. I wonder if I can still get that back. But nah. If I did, I wouldn't be able to perceive the next thing that's going to erupt in that fragile thing we call our family. I think it's safe to say that I've come a long way.
So I went to this area code locater site finallyyyy today, and apparently I got calls from - Ohio - South Carolina - Maine - Illinois O___O Whaaaat the.
And I got this really strange call in Vegas. So I was in my hotel room, and then I pick up my phone, and there's someone at the other hand playing 'I'm Yours' on the guitar. So I was like 'yeah that's f'sure some Whitney person -__-'. And he/she plays for like twenty seconds and then says something weird at the end and hangs up on me. O__O The only people I know that can play guitar like that and know my number is Josh, Charles, and Michele. But Josh said he didn't, and Michele would've told me if she did. I think. And Charles is impossible. So I guess I'm never going to figure it out. Ahha.
Andrew Fang has this Eagle Project tomorrow that I'm helping out with, and we're planting flowerss. :DDD Pretty, pretty flowers. (:
And movies Friday? Yes? :DDD 'Seven Pounds'? :D
Caaatherine get comments on your blog please. -__- I don't feel like commenting on your blog on my blog post. Just kinda weirddd. I'll send you the code if you need it. (:
Haha I just realized my link to Tiffany Yeh's blog is something to this ad for free purses or something. 'Louis Vuitton purse for 50% off now! Limited time offer!' Was it always like that? So I changed it. Ahha.
I watched Princess Diaries 2 yesterday on Disney channel. :D Dude it's so cuuute. I remember I watched it with Catherine like five years ago and I didn't get it at all. But now I do. (: It's a pretty good movie, and it has a pretty creative 'happily ever after' ending. So yeah. Now I'm convinced I want a pony. And a Prince Charming too! But none exist in my world. So I'll make do with my dog and my friends. They're enough. <333
Ehhe blog layout change. I'm gonna change it back tomorrow or day after Christmas or something. Too bright and green. D:
So I came back from Vegas today. (: And it was actually better than I thought. Way, way better. We actually managed to squeeze in some family bonding before things went berserk. (: That's success for us! :D
Our hotel room was like the center of everythinggg. Our second day, we spent three hours playing cards on the bed and cracking up when Tina was a minute late in Spoons. Haha. (: First time we actually felt 'together' in two years. Guess what? I love my family. <3 Thanks, Vegas. (:
We I went on a shopping spree in Vegas, too. (: - 2 pairs of flats - super-staticky robe. D: but it's warm. (: - 6 pairs of AE underwear. hehe. ;D - a pair of gray jeans - a pair of black leggings - a bottle of nail polish - a Converse keychain - 4 bottles of lotion. (for five dollars, maan. :D) Buffalo's outlets are crazzzzy, man. Before Christmas, everything is on sale. At Bath and Body Works, I swear there was nothing over five. And 2 pairs of shoes at Charlotte Russe was only twenty. (:
Duuude. Now there's two weeks of vacation left with nothing to dooo. We have to go somewhere, guys. D: New Year's Eve? :D Or we can go somewhere else before that. (: Like day after Christmas? Or the day after that? :D
I miss you guys. ): Call me! Let's plan out something. (:
I thought that unicorns were real and tigers were fictional. It broke my heart when my mom told me otherwise in kindergarten. Unicorns would be so much prettier than those tigers.
I thought I would marry my daddy would grow up. I mean, if my mom did, then I would too, right? This thought...makes me quite nauseous.
The gingerbread man hunt was a deadly thing. I mean, we actually ate the poor guy in the end. It kinda cannibalistic to me.
Left-handed people were racist. They didn't let me use their scissors. >:O
I didn't get why most songs were about love. Couldn't they be about other things like...dogs? Or candy? Why was love so important, anyways?
We always sat at those kiddy tables at the mall. So much more fun than those boring, gray adult tables.
It bothered me that my mommy and daddy didn't kiss. All the other girl-guy couples out there did; why couldn't they?
A baby came from a kiss.
When you gave paper to a vending machine, it gave you money back. Same with the gas pay machines.
I told my parents I talked to Santa on Christmas Eve when everyone else was asleep. I cried when they didn't believe me.
The dark was an unknown place. Not dangerous, just mysterious.
My family would go to the mall together. My sister and I would go on those little playgrounds in the center, and my mom and dad would watch. Then we'd all hold hands and swing our arms and walk together. It was picture-perfect.
Las Vegas was a basic necessity every Christmas. I would die without it. I think I would still die without it.
Rock music made my head hurt. I mean, who would enjoy stuff with only drums and electric guitar and screaming? It's not even music.
I was a neat freak. More than my mom. Everything had to be PERFECT. My stickers could not be out of order. They could not be sticking out of their borders. They could not be cut off in any way. It drove my parents crazy.
Japan was a great place. Too bad I don't remember it. I only dimly remember a kitchen where I had to drink vinegar cause I got a fish bone stuck in my throat.
I liked to pretend I could understand Japanese.
My family was an actual family.
But that all happened when I was young. Course things are different now. Way different.
Still. I like to look back. At my innocent outlook on life. I wonder if I can still get that back. But nah. If I did, I wouldn't be able to perceive the next thing that's going to erupt in that fragile thing we call our family. I think it's safe to say that I've come a long way.
Impress me. Sing along to Bon Jovi and Muse with me. Watch Lion King until your eyes hurt. Laugh at all my jokes. Buy me striped clothing on my birthday! Learn to love my Mickey. (: Memorize my phone number, and memorize it RIGHT. Buy me CD albums for my birthday/Christmas/anything! Never tell me you want to watch me swim. Get me Vitamin Water when I'm stressed. (: Tell me your life story. I'll tell you mine.
