Tuesday, April 28, 2009

thoughts on twilight

so, i've been feverishly reading the Twilight saga for the past few weeks now. I openly admit, it's crazy good. *swoon*

but there are some things that i think are necessary to address.

yes, Edward is the most romantic guy/vampire you'll ever read about. his words will have u melting, and his actions will leave begging him to never leave.

but Edward is NOT REAL. he's the epitome of what every girl hop
es and wishes for her man to be, but we all know that no such guy exists. a normal guy doesn't spend his every minute protecting u, loving u, and staring at u with passionate eyes. it DOES happen occasionally, or more frequently for some more-romantic guys. but in general, Edward's feelings/actions are NOT realistic.

real guys do love you with a passion, but they also have regular lives with other interests to keep them from being obsessed.

so u may ask, why do i read it then? if i know it's not real, then why waste my time?

well - it's just like movies. most movies are not realistic, but there's something about ESCAPING from your reality and slipping into an imaginary world that's eithe
r better than yours, or just different that makes it so much more exciting.

why are chick flicks so successful? b/c women crave this lavish form of romance. and since we're not gonna get it in real life, we may as well live vicariously through the heroines.

i liken edward to a bucket of amazing fried chicken. it's soooooooooo good to eat. tastes so good, makes ur mouth water, and u feel so elated with every bite u take. but u have to push aside your practical thoughts of "this is not healthy for u, no food can taste this good and be good for u."

but u know what? a little indulgence here and there is more than fine! indulging in beautiful love, well, i'll take that any day. just don't become addicted to it, b/c then that's just bad. (like ppl who do drugs all the time b/c they can't stand to be in the real world.)

it's okay to indulge a little, just don't go nuts. =)

that girl who dumped her boyfriend on FML.com is so dumb. she doesn't understand this truth. Edward isn't real! but he sure is nice to read about!

okay... that's all. i like Edward as a character, but i love walter as a real person, as my bf. (sorry if u just threw up in ur mouth!)




Friday, April 17, 2009

these days, i feel a strong desire to sing again. the thing is, i hate being such a useless singer. my piano skills are so poor and i can only play 5 chords on the guitar. but even with those 5 chords, i don't have very good strumming skills. hence, anytime i want to actually perform, i need to find someone who will accompany me. then, i'm just a big burden to that person.

i feel like i wanna get good at one of them - guitar or keyboard. but how does one do that??

Issues:
guitar: my fingers are too small to hold down an entir
e fret and still push down other strings. and plus, i don't have a lot of time to learn the guitar...

piano: for some reason, i can't seem to get myself to play background chords in a manner that makes singing come easily.

for a while, i considered getting a travel guitar b/c it's smaller, and more mia-sized. haha. should i??


in the meantime, my keyboard continues to gather dust under my bed, while my singing voice atrophies. ahh, what to do??

anyone out there who'd be willing to give me guitar or
keyboard lessons? i'll pay you by singing for you as i practice? =)

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

it's been a while since i last blogged. why? b/c i'm a busy woman! =P

anyhoo... i was reading Women's Health (which i also work for now...) and th
ey said that people with similar personalities use the same chapstick flavor. they say that ur personality and sense of smell develop at the same time, which is why ppl with similar personalities have similar sense of smell.

so here are the meanings behind the chapstick flavors:

melon - the life of the party, you crave novelty.
berry - driven, a natural born leader, charming
raspberry - intelligent, success-oriented, and comfortable in any social situation
cherry - hardworking and conscientious; a perfectionist
tropical - adventurous and nonconforming; loved by many

strawberry-banana - reserved, logical, and intuitive. a team player.

i'm cherry, and that is spot on with my personality. hahaha.

what are YOU?? =)



btw, i only use softlips. they're the best!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Facebook Requests from work people -- eek!

i've been hoping this day wouldn't happen for months now --- i've been facebook friend requested by work people!! =O

i dunno, but for some reason, i am very wary and nervous about letting my work people see my fb profile. i mean, for obvious reasons, i'd like to keep my pictures private from people who are not my good friends. plus, i like to keep my work life and private life separated. i don't think work ppl need to know that i went bowling with my friends and see all my sad faces of getting 2 pins down.

but there are 2 main things i'm worried about:

1. what will they think when they see that all my friends are asian?

when i was in college, i had absolutely no problem with having only asian friends. i mean, what's the big deal? my friends didn't care (probably b/c they WERE asian, haha), so why should i? but then, when i started working as a real adult, in the real world, i realized that i felt uncomfortable being around large groups of non-asian people. it wasn't so bad when i was a teacher, simply b/c i was alone in my classroom and not really interacting with the other teachers. but here, in office world, it's like, i have to talk to people all the time! i always feel like i have to be "office mia" when i'm at work, and then when i'm finally around my friends, i can take the mask off.

but what will i do now? will they judge me that i'm a bigot? or that i'm racist? will they think it's weird that i only have asian friends? although technically, maybe they only have friends of their race. haha. i guess it's just more prominent when u have all asian friends.

2. i don't really like it when ppl find out that i can sing. this is how the conversation usually goes:

stalker: wow mia! i had no idea you could sing!
me: yeahh... i used to sing a little in college
stalker: can u sing something right now?
me: uhhhh.... no thanks!
stalker: come onnnnn. just sing like one song. anything u want.
me: ummm... i'd rather not...
stalker: why not? if i could sing like that, i'd sing all the time!
me: yeahhhhh... i dunno.

and then i proceed to somehow run away. =\

u guys may think this is funny, but i find it really awkward. i'm not a human jukebox! i will not sing for u whenever u ask me to! it's awkward and strange!!

but not just that, it has horrible consequences - ppl start calling on u to sing stuff at contests, office parties, when ppl can't remember how songs go, christmas parties, etc. most of the time, i just want to blend in with the crowd... and being forced to sing without any preparation is really nerve-wrecking and enormously pressureful. as a people pleaser, i don't like disappointing anyone, and hence, i don't like to sing unless i'm fully practiced to.

arghhhh... what to do about these friend requests??? =(

do you guys accept all your work friend requests?

Thursday, January 29, 2009

How I got lost in Lost

okay, i admit it.

my name is mia, and i'm addicted to Lost.

u know, i can't believe it. i was so strongly against watching Lost for multiple reasons.

1. it's just too stressful!! why should i come home from a long day of work, to watch a show that makes me so stressed out that after an hour, my stomach is in knots? no way, uh uh, i was happy to stick to my non-stressful shows like the Hills, or scrubs, or Friends. but Lost, no way. too stressful!

2. i can't watch scary stuff. my imagination is too active, and things haunt me for a long time afterwards. when i was a kid, i watched arachnophobia, and to this day, i fear taking showers in case a spider comes and kills me while i'm shampooing. but no, this is not a childhood phase, a few years ago, when i watched The Passion of Christ, Satan freaked me out so bad that my best friend had to sleep over my dorm for a week! hence, i cannot watch scary stuff.

3. i felt like i was too late in joining the bandwagon for a long time, so i just gave up. it would be too hard to catch up.

but man, oh man. things have changed.

one night, while i was hanging out at walter's apt, i was working on some stuff for work on the laptop while walter was watching Lost season 2. at one point, i just kinda poked my head up to see what was going on, and immediately i got hooked. i couldn't take my eyes off the screen! what were those creepy whispery voices? who are these "others" that they keep talking about? and bam! sharon died, and i was like, what the heck happened???

from that night on, i got hooked. when walter got sick last weekend, we watched Lost all day and now we finished season 2.

i gotta tell ya... HENRY GALE IS THE CREEPIEST GUY I'VE EVER SEEN!!! i've lost sleep b/c of this guy! he creeped me out so bad that at night, i had to read books and magazines to distract my brain from hearing his voice and seeing his face every time i closed my eyes. i had nightmares that were related to Lost for a couple of days! and for the last few episodes, i just closed my eyes every time henry gale came on the screen to prevent any more nights of sleep deprivation.

man... this show is so creepy and so stressful, but i am finding that it is worth it. hahahaha. =D everything that i believed in, i have thrown out the window. look at me, i'm a mess. i'm like those druggies who need more drugs in order to feel normal again. hahaha. but i will press on. hooray for season 3!!

seriously... henry gale is such a good actor. i was never sure if he was an "other" or not. man, look at how nice and normal he looks when he's not trying to creep me out. and look at the creepy smile that creeped me out for 2 days!!



Henry Gale - you scared the crap out of me, but i applaud you for your serious brilliance.

On to season 3!!!


Thursday, January 22, 2009

i joined a gym!! =O

can you believe it? the impossible has happened - i joined a gym. hahahahaha. =D

so yesterday was my first day at the gym. i've never been part of a gym in my life, and so i really felt quite out of place. man, oh man, was i in for a shock.

1. WHAT IS UP WITH ALL THE NAKED PPL?!?!?! as i was changing into my gym clothes, i looked around to see what the other women were doing - was there a changing area? do i go into a bathroom stall? NOOOO... apparently, ur just supposed to get naked with each other!! there were boobs everywhere!! and later, when i was changing to go home, the old lady next to me had no bottoms on!!! i so did NOT need to see her private areas!!! =(( so sad... and so horrified...

2. workout machines have TVs!!! i was doing the eliptical machine when i noticed that there was a tv button. lo and behold - you can watch your own little tv as u work out!! i've always seen those big tvs they have for everyone to watch, but my machine had its very own tv!! man... although, i probably shouldn't have watched what i was watching. i watched the food network while i worked out. hahahahaha. =D it's just torture!! all the food looks so good, and here i am sweating like a pig. =P

3. omgosh, after my workout, i met walter for dinner and we went to chipotle. i was so horrified to find out that a single burrito has 949 calories!!! i spent an hour at the gym sweating and huffing and puffing, all to burn like 200 calories. and i ate that amount in just chips and guac!!! the world is so unfair!! how can they make food so good, and yet so hard to lose it?! i refuse to eat just salads all the time, but man alive... it got depressing really fast. hahaha. (btw, in the end, i hated my salad, and walter traded me his burrito with my salad so i could stop looking so sad. hahaha)

4. so... at one point, as i was speed walking on the treadmill (don't judge me for not running or jogging on the treadmill!! i'm not at that level yet!!), i looked over to my right. there was a long line of people of all ages and shapes running on their treadmills. as i looked around at how we were all facing a wall or a window, running on these darn treadmills, i realized that we were all like hamsters on a hamster wheel in a cage!!! we're all running on these machines that go nowhere, and there's no end in sight, and we're all just cramped in this one, hot room. ARE WE NOT HAMSTERS?!?! =(

so with that... i leave u now. i'll be back at the gym tonight. hopefully, i will be able to stick to this workout routine since i am now losing money if i don't lose weight. hahaha or... boo hoo hoo? =\ wish me luck!!

Sunday, January 4, 2009

CAUGHT A MOUSE!!!!!

so last night, while i was hanging out at walter's apt, i saw a mouse!! (he's had a mouse problem for a little while now.) when the mouse saw me, he ran into his closet.

so b/c i was sick, i stayed and rested at walter's place, while he went out to see a friend. but now, i was left alone with the mouse!! so what was i to do? i kept staring at the closet, and everytime the mouse tried to escape, i started yelling and jumping up and down "NO!! GO BACK IN THE CLOSET!! GO BACK!!" i couldn't let the mouse know that i was paralyzed with fear and trapped on walter's couch. so we played this game for about 30 min.

then finally, i noticed that Frank, that's what i named him, kept trying to escape through the corner of the closet door. so i decided that i needed to try to catch him. so, with all the courage inside me, i went into the kitchen to quickly find the other glue trap, and quickly placed it on the floor near the closet corner where he kept trying to go. when frank finally tried to escape, he went the other way!!! so again, i yelled for him to go back into the closet, and we continued our dance.

this went on for another 30 min or so. finally, i came up with a plan. i remembered when yin had a mouse problem, she lined the floor of her bedroom entryway with glue traps. therefore, there was no way out except over the glue traps!! but i couldn't do this w/o walter b/c i couldn't gather all the glue traps in the apt without leaving the closet unguarded. so i knew that once walter came home, then we could do the glue trap plan. so, it took walter like another hour to come home. frank and i continued our yelling/dance for like an hour, and then finally walter came home.

he immediately began to gather up all the glue traps and line the door of the closet. then we sat on the couch and quietly waited.

Attempt #1: frank finally came out and sniffed all the traps. the brilliant mouse that he is, must have figured out that one of the glue traps was older than the rest and had become less sticky!! so he quickly was able to run through that trap and to his freedom, but when he saw walter starting to run over to him, frank ran back into the closet. so walter rearranged the glue traps so that only the sticky ones lined the door. ahhhh... frank was finally going to be caught!!

Attempt #2: after walter and i again waited quietly, frank bravely tried to come out again. he sniffed all the traps and knew that this time, he was in trouble. we all knew that frank's only chance at freedom was to jump over the glue traps, but we all wondered, could he do it? could he make it over?

finally, he decided to make a run for it, and up he jumped into the air -- only to fall short just a little and his 2 back feet got stuck in the glue!!! hooray!!

but then, we realized that he wasn't stuck on to the glue that hard, and he could still escape!! so then walter tried to scoop him up with the swiffer to plant him firmly into the glue. BUT!! frank instead bit onto the swiffer and didn't let go for dear life!! eventually, he got a little tired and the second he let go, walter smushed down part of his body onto the glue.

so here was the tricky part... how do we dispose of him? frank was squeaking a lot - probably begging for mercy. but sucky for him, i had no mercy. he had eaten through MY bag of oreos!! there was vengeance to be paid. too bad frank!! muhahahaha.

in the end, walter put frank in a bag, and "took care of him" outside. the brave man... my hero. =D


u know, i really think it's b/c he ate my oreos that he wasn't able to make it across the glue trap. he was too chubby and heavy. ahh, gluttony and greed, that is what killed you frank. hahahahaha.

ps. i am not evil - i am a survivor!!