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This go around....? Playful Kiss!!

Cute story with the most aggravating characters. Not so smart girl likes super smart, super cute, super talented boy. Boy dislikes girl. Boy's dad and Girl's dad are best friends. So when Ha Ni (the girl)'s house is destroyed in an earthquake, she and her dad move in with Baeuk Seung Jo (the boy) and his folks. Slowly, the boy grows 'accustomed to her face' while his mom adores Ha Ni. All the while, Ha Ni has been just pitifully and pathetically trying to get Seung Jo to like her. (( DUring all this, there is an adorable delinquint who adores Ha Ni. He isn't very smart but he is honest, kind, cute, and chivalrous.))

Bong Joon Gu (adorable delinquint) starts working for Ha Ni's dad at his noodle shop. At college, a super cute super smart girl shows up and Seung Jo seems to be into her...somewhat. She is SO MEAN to Ha Ni. If Ha Ni doesn't start showing some moxie, she'll drop to a Bella-Twilight level for me.

oooooooooh! How I wish she would forget about the cold boy and go for the adoring one. I would.....*glances over* I'm trying to anyway. Sydney flips.... constantly.

Solidarity and Priscilla

So... Tuesday night, I finally have a few work-free, rehearsal-free nights and how do I spend them? Plopped down on the sofa with homework, a glue gun, cat eye glasses, and a dvd from the library. I rented The Adventures of Priscilla; Queen of the Desert from the school library. It's just as good as Netflix, it just requires some walking...at night...in the damp. But a movie about dragqueens is better than the alternative of driving around aimlessly. I thought about going home, like HOME, not just to my little apartment.

It was a very entertaining movie. The banter kept me laughing and quite distracted from my hum-drum and rather disappointing day. Haven't been able to spend much time with the boyfriend. There always seems to be something he has to do or I have to do or something like that. And the time we spend together isn't real time, we just seem to be doing the same thing at the same time - playing WOW or eating or getting ready for bed- it's not exactly quality time. I hardly see him during the day and then at night I get a phone call asking to see me. If it weren't for the fact we hardly get intimate, I sound like I'm falling for a booty call.

He's been going to therapy, which is supposed to help, all it seems to do is make him unbearably solemn and upset and a terrible recluse. I try to get him to go out, be social, but he wont even go to the W (a youth-group club we belong to and used to hang out at, we actually met there for the first time). Of course, when one of his GUY friend's says he feels offended that Sydney doesn't want to go to the W, he says he'll try to go more often. I get so frustrated with him sometimes.
Like today, he went to therapy and refused to go out and canceled the plans we made because he got pulled into that depression again. It's not good for him. or me. I feel so disconnected and shunned when he breaks plans like that. It's hard enough to just get him to MAKE plans. I feel like Jareth from Labyrinth.

"I have turned the world upside down, and I have done it all for you! I am
exhausted from living up to your expectations of me."

It doesn't help that it is my time of the month. I've been extra emotional the past couple of days and cry at the drop of a hat. I cry when plans don't work out or I make Sydney mad or he breaks plans with me. He has all this cliche-bull-shit advice when I complain too. I wish he'd take his own advice. I don't know who's worse here; the hormonal cry-baby or the spoiled recluse.

I don't want Sydney to use his father's death as a crutch. I'm terrified of that because it happened to my godfather who never got his life back on track after that. Both of them have so much potential for success...or failure depending on how they handle things.

I myself, had a breakdown about the correctness in my major choice, sometimes I don't feel good at it at all and wonder what I'm doing here. I have no idea where I am going after this. When I was 13 and pictured myself at 23, I was married with a house and a devestatingly successful fashion line. We've somehow gotten off the road and ended up at Krispy kreme with an apartment and a boyfriend who is fearful of settling down 'so young'.

It's not all bad. I befriended a black and white stray who lives near the school. I can visit him and share my left overs and pet him. He's a bit boney. I'd love to take him home to Mother and put fluffy feet back in my home house.

No Escape

I thought after highschool I'd never get trapped again. I'd never be tied down to a place. Enter College. Thanks. I'm probably stir crazy because this is my last year. My last year to get everything as close to right as it can be. The boyfriend wont be graduating, he's two years behind me, if not three. His own doing, I assure you. What happens to us after this? What if I go somewhere far away where he can't follow? Or shouldn't follow? We part ways...just like that. Unless I get knocked up, and that'll ruin everything.

I have too many people saying I should break it off with him. I don't know what's stopping me, other than, I still love him. I want to try to make it work with him, even though we are so different. Really different. Like Democratic 80s punk wanna be and Republican flower child different. Eventually, we want the same things but we want them at different times.

I feel like I should be getting engaged or making moves best for my career. And since he's too young to get engaged, Making moves for my career are starting to include spending less time with him as a side-affect. So hungry. I better go eat before I get sick. The smell of all the sweet stuff at work is actually making me puke.

Palm Springs

Current boyfriend has returned. Life returns to normal. We had a few shaky moments his first day back but that only kicked us into the auto-drive. We spent a wonderful day with food, friends, and a funny movie. Few know how happy I was to wake up this morning with a handsome, irritating man asleep in my bed. I love him so much. I really do. I know he has his bad points but time can change him. And I think he wants to change himself. He's decided to get more involved in his fraternity. This fall I think he will get a job and his liscense and get his car and start getting his act together.

I can't just quit the relationship because he's been gone or because there are some things about him that drive me crazy. Not yet anyway. He wants to take me to Palm Springs for my birthday ^^. SQUEEE!

I'll have to talk it out with my family though.

So Bored, I could Drop Dead.

Really, no, I think I could if I thought about it hard enough. Seems all I do is go to work, come home, do some chores, surf the web, go to bed, and then get up and do it all over again. I finally had two friends over last night for some lemonade and Apples to Apples (although, it's much more entertaining with more than 3 people...)

We had a really great time, then they left to go on their date, and I just felt really empty. I had gone out of my way to make plans for today to drive out 20 minutes and bbq and swim, when my host txts me some lame excuse, that even if it was true, I'd rather he tell me a lie. So I try to download some online games, thinking 'hey, here's a way to kill time' but the my processor is too slow for most of them....sad day. My mom called, yacked my ear off for 45 minutes before I nearly had a breakdown to get her off the phone. She's coming over tomorrow to bring me my cookbook and some other things, but still, I feel pretty pathetic.

The highlight of my weekend was supposed to be bbq-ing and swimming with a half-naked Aussie.....now it's having my mom stay the night. What a life right? I'm trying to stay positive but if things don't start looking up soon, I may just opt for anti-depression medication. I can't even have a kitten or something in my apartment to break the consistent void of all/any company.

I wonder what wacky things I need to tell my doc to get her to write a prescription for happy drugs?

In a dark, dark house..

It really makes me wonder about life when situations 180 themselves. I did things with friends everyday, I got a phone call from my boyfriend everyday, I lived in a dorm full of fun people, and while I had down-time, I was never alone.

A month later, I am alone. Most friends have moved away for the summer, I have an apartment with withdrawn neighbors, my boyfriend is across the country due to a family crisis and does not have time to call me (the time difference is complicated too), and my co-workers are almost unbearable.

I comfort myself with Korean dramas about life and small sewing projects, but it doesn't fill any kind of void. It does, only slightly. I'm sometimes jealous of the leading girl, a hard-working but badly-mannered girl who looks out for the weak but has a terrible time expressing her feelings.

She is being courted, not by one, but three gorgeous men who have money-making potential and success. They have personality flaws like anyone else- withdrawn, bossy, jealous, vain, quiet but they are all very caring. In the end, one man is able to earn her love in return but obstacles stand in the way; friends, rivals, gossip, parents, etc. I'm not finished with it and have many episodes to go but I hope their love is strong enough to keep them together in the end.

I think back to guys I have dated, or could date, and they all posses qualities I wish I could find in one guy. Of course, relationships would be easy if we could pick and choose the characteristics of our mates. However, if you put yourself out there and look, maybe someone wonderful will come along.

A Night in the Dark

From Wednesday on, this has been a bad week for weather. Wednesday morning, the tornado alarms went off. My resident advisers rounded up us dorm occupants at 4 o'clock and led us to take refuge in the second floor hallway. Our dorm has a walk-out first floor with a long glass wall, smart eh?

The half of the hall occupied by us girls was composed of either grumbling medusas in facial masks or terror-stricken damsels in distress. On the guys' side, although all was quite dark, some voices chimed out "Kum ba yah" and songs in the same genre. At 6:30 am we were allowed to return to our beds. When I reached my room, it took me a moment to realize the blue glow in my room came from the rising sun.

Classes were canceled ONLY because the campus had no power and I spent most of the day tucked away in a friend's basement, while the clouds waged war outside. I had little to no cell phone coverage and having nearly all my relatives call to check on me was not making my day any easier.

Later on, about 5 or 6 pm, the storm looked clear enough and I called my relatives to get a head count. I was very thankful no one was harmed. At least a dozen tornadoes have torn through the south, killing 128 persons and injuring many more.

Entire cities were wiped off the map, leaving so many people with little more than the clothes on their back. I dropped to my knees to thank God I was unscathed, and that my family and friends had survived the night.

I even got calls from people I hadn't seen since high school. It was sad, kind of, to think it took a vicious night of tornadoes to bring someone who used to be a close friend back into my life, however brief a moment.

In Madison, there will be no power for a week. The city has instituted a dawn to dusk curfew. My family has escaped to Athens to stay with relatives. Gas prices are likely to sky rocket, using this storm as an excuse.

My thoughts and prayers are with those who have lost.

As a part of the effort to bring aid and relief to Japan via the Red Cross. A Japanese-based student organization at my university made these t-shirts to raise awareness and funds. It was only $5 and is very light and airy, perfect for the warm weather descending upon us. I also got a small origami crane. I attached it to a hairpin and wore it around.

I would post a picture of the crane in my hair but right now my hair looks like a whirl-wind-mess I don't wish to share with you.

Ah, and a bit of a continuation from my previous post : there's no ring and no date. My assumption? His mother is a die-hard christian and couldn't stand the thought of him and his girlfriend under the same roof without some kind of commitment. And I'm with her. I'm not going to move in with someone I'm not dedicated to, I don't wanna be stuck with 100% of the rent or worse, kicked out, because we ended the relationship. But on the other hand - one should NEVER marry someone out of opportunity or convenience. If people did that, i could have been married 3 or 4 times over. If you marry out of love, you marry that person BECAUSE of their habits, not in spite of.

Planning a Picnic

Spring is near and I'm ever soooooo glad! I'm planning a beautiful spring picnic for me and some close friends. I'm going to need a few things first; blanket, basket, and I figured everyone could pack a lunch. Of course with my wisdom teeth taken out puts a damper on the white bread sandwiches but not the tea! But I have these beautiful daffodils from my mother's garden to make me feel better.

Such the smallest thing can cheer me up, like a box of tissues decorated with cartoon cats or an episode of The Big Bang Theory. Sarah was sweet enough to think of me in my time of pain! I saw her at Tourway Pancake House last night and she brought me this cute Bestey Johnson clutch! It's pink with black lace pattern and little lightening bolt zippers. I content myself by thinking of all the weight I'll lose with a post-extraction diet. Yay!

Of course my mother will have my head on a plate if I don't eat well. And I don't mean to starve myself but I cant help it! My medication leaves me with little incentive to eat and the thought of having any morsel of food stuck in my socket and left to rot terrifies me. I just have to time my meals at the dorm so I have all the time I need to clean my teeth.

Something Blue, Someone Blue

I thought this was one of the prettiest dresses I had ever seen! Why are all wedding dresses white? They used to just be really elegant and colorful! So I thought, why not? Why not have a blue dress? Or pink? I could do this except in pink! It'd be so beautiful, especially if I had a delicate bouquet of something white. Hydrangea would be beautiful.

I'm reaching the time in my college life where I realize I am losing my close female friends, one is moving away with her fiance, one is graduating, and the others already separated from me and settled in with other people. At least now the play is over, I'll have a little more time to try to spend some time with other female friends. Sometimes, I feel so abandoned. I will try to make stronger ties, I will try.

First I suppose I have to make a list of friends and interests we have in common and then make an effort everyday to be a better friend to them.

modlash starter kit

Picked this little item up at Walgreens. I was hesitant at first but I chickened out on dying my hair pink and since I was taking a break from fake nails, I thought I'd give them a try. They look FANTASTIC! I'm so excited.

I used to be so jealous of some of my classmates who have these big THICK lashes. Of course they wear a ton of eye make up and foundation. Speaking of which I'm also protesting foundation. It's just a circle of torment. You put it on to cover your spots, the hell potion clogs your pores, causing you to break out more, so you plop on MORE of the stuff, which breaks you out MORE.

So I'm just going to skip it altogether. Let's go naked faced! Well, half-naked. I have mascara, the modlashes, and lip balm.