Sony Walkman Bean(TM) MP3 Player

It's so cute! My little black Bean. Yes, I've finally got an mp3 player; Dad got it for me for Christmas - yay. I had wanted to get the iRiver one - Dem got that one and we would've been twins even though we're like the same person anyways - but that one runs on regular batteries and my dad said the rechargeable one on the Bean is better and since he was paying for it, *shrugs* that was fine with me. I like how it's USB direct; I don't have to mess with any cords. I haven't gotten the chance to open it and play with it but I will soon. It's so cute, I love it!

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Bad Day

"Bad Day"

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue skies fade to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytimeAnd I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
(Daniel Powter)

(Not really but I love this song and the video's so sweet and it doesn't hurt that he's English. Hehehe.)

*Update*
(Ok, so he's not English but Canadian. Oh well, he's still cute and can sing and I still love the song! Haha.)

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Recap: Last 2 Weeks

So I haven't been updating this as usual as I usually do. There's a reason; since the 14th up until Christmas Eve, I was working everyday - yes, literally everyday - for at least 8 hours, if not more. Psychotic? Yes, just a little. I kinda overdid myself a little last week but thank God it was ending. So, now that the chaos has subsided and I can, once again, sit down at the computer and properly type something up, here's a recap of the highlights of the last 2 weeks...not that all of them are good highlights...

~Me only getting 6 hours sleep in 2 days because I had to meet a deadline for a final essay. Yeah, that was fun. Day 1, I worked till midnight, got home and right away continued working, got a 15 minute nap sometime around 4, continued working until I had to get ready for work at 6:30, went home at 10:30 and continued working for 2 hours, got it done and turned in and went back to work (another job) at 1 till 10. Needless to say, I was running on adrenaline and caffeine all day until I started to crash around 4pm and took a break and a nap. That was mad.

~Opening at Vickie's, starting at 6:30 (mall opened at 8am) and closing at Crabtree (mall closed at 11pm). 3 days in a row. That was mad, too.

~Going to Southcenter Mall with Ryan and Junior, then going over to Jr's to watch Mean Girls. That was a funny movie. I also showed them (the edge) of my panties (I was wearing a pair of my new ones) - the black lace and fishnet ones - and they deemed it skankalicious and "we loves it!!" I got my gay (kinda) friends' approvals! Hahaha.

~Working my first 8 hour shift at Vickie's since I left and nearly walking out (read: quitting on the spot). I was about to pull an Emily (She did that at our first workplace. Ah, the memories.) I can't stand the job and I had to escape to Crabtree on my lunchbreak. How funny. Honestly, though, I can't stand working there anymore. The people are great - well, most of them are - but the job itself is nothing to cheer for: it's tedious and repetitive, and plus, I'm only a regular sales associate there so I don't get more responsibilities other than sell, sell, sell. I want more things to do!

~Em came home on the 21st. Yay!

~Dad came home on the 23rd. Yay!

~Spent some of Christmas Eve with Em and Dem at Em's parents' house. We exchanged gifts, hung out, met Molly - Em's oh-so-round kitty!! - and exclaimed over Scruffy's skeletonial state - she's Em's other cat who's going to outlive us all. Dem had been reading my blog and noting what I wanted and had gotten some of it for me! She commented on my lack of blogging and said, "When I saw that you hadn't blogged for, like, 8 days, I got a little worried!" Aww! Just goes to show how busy I was! We then went to Muckleshoot Casino nearby to eat dinner and do a bit of gambling. I gambled $1 - haha - and Dem bet $5 and Em $20. It was uneventful and Vegas is so much better. Oh, and it was 'Asian Invasion' night at Muckleshoot, too, and oh what a joy that was. We didn't stay long. I bought an ice cream cone on our way out and it was HUGE. Holy cow. The one scoop of ice cream was like 3 regular scoops put together! I couldn't finish it all; it started making me a little sick.

~My family opened presents on Christmas Eve because dad wanted to leave early enough on Christmas Day to catch the noon basketball game. Ugh. That, of course, meant no sleeping in for me. Damnit. But presents were good!

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Stupid Asian Canadian Drivers!!

Christmas was uneventful at my cousins' up in Canada, as usual. It's always boring there and there is never anything good on TV. What is up with Canadian cable?? So my mom suggested we go out and do some walking around at the shopping center and my grandfather needed some extra stuff from the grocers so we piled into the car and headed down to (just) one of the (many) Asian shopping centres called Yaohan... Oh. My. Freaking. God. What the hell is wrong with them Asian drivers?!?! Do they not know how to drive?? They have no manners, they're rude, they don't follow common driving courtesies; they're just plain STUPID!! It was so packed at Yaohan and there were these cars just stopped and parked in the middle of the lane. What the fuck?! What the hell are you doing there just parked in the middle of the freaking lane?! I mean, who does that?! What the hell?!?! So I'm getting more and more annoyed by the minute - FOBs seem to have that affect on me usually - when we finally get lucky and a snagged a parking spot. My mom went in and the rest of us sat around waiting... Then this lady who's parked next to us decides to drop off some stuff in her car and opens the passenger door. That stupid cow just swings her door open, not even bothering to watch it so that it wouldn't hit the car next to her - ME - and the door banged into mine!!! What the hell?! Not only did she just swing it open with utter disregard for neighboring cars but my car's fucking new!! We just got it the day before! Oh no she di'int!!! That bitch did not just swing her car door into mine!! That was the absolute straw for me and I lost my temper. Looking back on it, I can laugh but at the time...*shakes head* This was me:

Me inside the car: Did she just fucking hit my car?!?!
Me opening the door after the stupid cow had shut hers and taken a couple of steps forward past my door: *yelling* Did you just fucking hit my car?!?! You just hit my car!!
Her with a shocked and slightly scared look on her face (damn right you should be scared you bitch!): Geez! I'm sorry! I didn't make a mark, look for yourself!
Me really pissed off and ready to rip her a new one: You better watch it buddy! (I almost called her a bitch but I was mindful of two young'uns in the car with me...not that saying 'fuck' was any better but I just exploded.)

Then I shut the door and proceeded to glare at the stupid cow and her friend. So that was my Christmas day. Exciting, no? I am reminded, once again, of another reason why I severely dislike going up to Canada and driving around in Richmond. Thank God Ryan got me books for Christmas; I had something to do while up there being bored out of my skull. After driving back from Yaohan, I retreated from everyone - I was in a severely bad mood - and lost myself in my book.

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Merry Christmas!!

Yay, it's Christmas!! HAPPY CHRISTMAS! I hung out with Em and Dem after work tonight; we went to Em's house to exchange presents and then went to Muckleshoot Casino for dinner. It was great seeing them all; I hadn't seen Em since the summer of 2004 (I think..) and I hadn't seen Dem for month even though she lives 5 minutes from me. Sad, I know. That's how much I'm working but thank God the holiday rush is over and we just have to deal with some sales and returns. I can handle that. Yay, I survived and got some really nice presents along the way. Dem got me the earrings I wanted and talked about in the 7 Dec post from Something Silver, makeup brushes that I really needed and a beautiful pink photo album. Em got me a bunch of beauty products! There was a makeup bag, lip glosses, the curling mascara that I really wanted from Clinique that I should've bought instead of the Sephora one but now I have it anyways (Yay! It works really, really well!), nail polish for my toes for the summer, earrings and vanilla Tootsie Rolls. I don't like regular Tootsie Rolls - they're gross - but these vanilla ones are pretty good.

Since we're going up to Canada to see Grandpa and my cousins tomorrow, we opened presents tonight at home, too. I got another pair of earrings (3 total!) from June, the first season of 24 from Evan (Way cool!), leather gloves from Dad (Good thing I never got around to buying myself some!), and Express jeans from Mom (They fit like a dream.) I also had my gift from Ryan - 4 new books to read!! - and my gift from Tony: a beautiful teal coloured overnight bag, plus a small matching handbag and a wristlet. It's been a great Christmas and if I had a plane ticket to go home to England and spend it with my honey, it'd be even greater. Hehehe.

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Stupudly?

Yes, I spelled 'stupidly' wrong. I was falling asleep while I was writing the last post and all I remember was hitting the 'publish' button...yeah, I was pretty tired. I fell asleep soon afterwards and didn't wake up until I had to get up for work the next morning. It's Christmas Eve and I can rest!!

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Busy, Busy...Too Damn Busy.

The fact that I haven't written anything since the 18th attests to how busy I am; I barely have time to sleep! It's been like this: I open at Vickie's - at about 6:30 or 7 am- and them close at Crabtree. It's incredibly tiring. Hell, it's only 8:48pm and I'm already nodding off and about to pass out. I'm so tired and my feet are so sore. When I got out of the car earlier, I could barely stand because my feet hurt so bad. I had to limp around all stupudly.

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Plane Tickets, Internships, Bunac, Etc, Etc, Etc.

Whew, reading over my last post...that's 'stream of consciousness' for ya there. It's a literary term and technique. I need to vent and need to be held. *Sigh*

I emailed a whole bunch of questions to Bunac about their Work in Britain program and got back a whole bunch of answers and that's progress. I'm so excited about it; I can't wait. (Deja vu..) As long as I show them a flight that shows that I will be leaving the UK - although I don't want to! - it'll be fine. I don't need a return ticket to the US. So that means I'll need to buy my Taiwan ticket super early. Damn. Well, dad's coming back soon so I'll have a chat with him and I bet he's got a lot to discuss with and say to me. I wish it were easier to relocate myself, but, of course, that's not possible...immigration laws, etc etc, blah blah blah. I understand, really I do. But I'm not going to seek refuge or find a better job or whatever; I'm going because I love the country, the culture, the people. That's where my future happiness lies! Too bad I can't make government officials understand that. My personal happiness and welfare is of no concern to them. Well, damn.

Plane ticket shopping...yeah, when I get my paycheck from my internship, I'm gonna book my plane ticket for March. And get my ISIC...I'll probably book with STA Travel because it's cheap to change my ticket if I have to. God, this is killing me. I'll also need to book a return ticket in June because that's when my graduation is. That I cannot miss. Everyone is looking forward to this. My parents have waited so long, talked so much, and so looked forward to this. All my friends here are looking forward to it; I'm the last one to graduate. I'm so glad to be finishing.

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7 Days Until Christmas

On the 5th day of Christmas, my true love gave to me...warm thoughts, perhaps? Nothing. I'm so stressed out, I'm losing my mind. Seriously, if I don't keep myself busy, I get frantic and panicky. Why am I so stressed out?? I don't know. I'm a workaholic. I can't stop. I can't help myself. I went out to dinner with some friends a couple of nights ago and Ryan was, like, 'When do you have a day off?' and I'm, like, 'Um..the 22nd, 23rd..' and then Ryan went on and on about how I never have days off and how back in the first 2 years of college, I'd go straight to work right after class everday. I protested but truth be told, he's right. I thought about it afterwards and it's true; I don't stop working. I'm a workaholic and I can't stop myself. I guess I have nothing to stop me from working right now, nothing to keep me at home. Know what I mean? I've no one at home to go to...family doesn't count. Work keeps me busy, keeps me distracted from thoughts of loneliness, of separation, of homesickness. It also helps me keep my figure slim cuz I'm running and working all over the place. Now if I was back in England, on the other hand, I may not work as much. That's cuz I've got someone to keep me grounded. Ok, so I don't take days off, but I take holidays! I go on vacation and stuff like that. I feel so stressed though and I know I shouldn't. I don't even know why I'm stressing out like this. God, I feel the itch and call of retail therapy. This is what happens when I'm stressed; I feel the urge to go shopping and buy stuff. Makes me want to pull my hair out and scream. I can't go shopping. I've bought enough stuff for myself, I don't need anything - seriously - and I needn't be spending that money that I need to be saving up. Speaking of money, my paycheck from my internship should be arriving soon so I'll be able to buy my ticket home soon! YAY!!!! Oh happy day!! I can't wait, can't wait, can't wait! God, I feel like crying. I just want to crawl into Nick's arms and stay there. This is so difficult and it makes me want to scream. I'm pulling my hair and going mad. And why is my damn winamp playing all these sad songs randomly?!

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Jack Vettriano

He's one of my most favourite artists. Doesn't his name just sound cool?? I discovered him several years ago - I don't remember when or where though - when I came across this painting called Dance Me to the End of Love.
I remember being absolutely captivated by it; it's beautiful. I probably love it so much because it's so romantic; even the title makes me go 'awww.' Slow dancing on a beach. How romantic can you get! The colours in the painting are so soft and nostalgic feeling; it's like light diffused. Of course, I love the clothes and the long evening gloves as well! So I looked up the artist's name and looked up his bio and his other works. Turns out, Vettriano's Scottish! A Brit! I've got a good nose..or eye. And I fell in love with his work before I found out he was Scottish. Ha! So there. I've got a small print of Dance Me to the End of Love and I want a print of some of his other work, too:

Back Where You Belong (I'm a sucker for romance.) (That'll be me - back where I belong - come March! Yay!)










The Singing Butler (Probably Vettriano's most famous painting.)











The Waltzers












The Billy Boys

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Something Silver

There's a store here called Something Silver and they sell sterling silver jewelry. My favourite designer there is Kit Heath because his line is all Celtic inspired...and you know me (if you don't, you should!), I looooooove anything Celtic, especially jewelry. He's also from the UK; woohoo!

So anyways, his new stuff's beautiful. ...Wait, all his stuff is beautiful to me... Well, whatever, it's beautiful! Take a look at these earrings:
Aren't they gorgeous? Well, I think so! It'd be perfect for Valentine's Day! And there's a matching necklace, too! Not that I need more jewelry but they're still beautiful to look at. I love the intricate - yet simple, sleek and elegant at the same time - designs and the delicacy of the work. I don't like it when they start adding coloured stones in though; I think they ruin the whole affect. Unless it's amber. Amber I love and is alright.

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PRSA Holiday Gala

Tonight was the PRSA (Public Relations Society of America) Holiday Gala and PRSSA (the student PR society) members were invited. Almost 10 girls attended, including me. All in all, it wasn't a bad event. We were given the chance to network and meet lots of people in the public relations industry, which was nice and useful. The food wasn't bad either, but the cheese left something to be desired. :/ There was also a bar and our first drink was free. I, of course, as usual, got a Coke. The Asian Flush is not cute, nor professional looking. Haha. Anyways, there was a silent and live auctions and raffle tickets to benefit charity and the club itself. As I'm not all that excited about PR, it was a bit ho-hum but all in all, it was a nice affair. That saying, we all left early.

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New Victoria's Secret Bra!

Yes, you heard me right. Victoria's Secret has a new bra! *Fanfare!* ...However, I can't find it online. It seems to be only in stores, and only in certain stores, too; I think it's a tester bra. Well, anyways, it's at my store so I get to get it for cheap and that's all that matters to me. It's in the Angels sub-brand and it's called Secret Embrace. OOOOooooOOOOooooo. Yes, it is great! Not only is it an Ipex, the entire bra is made of foam! Ipex means that the cup is made from graduated foam and it's thicker in the middle and thin on the edges, thus ensuring no nipple show-through. So, anyways, the new Secret Embrace is made entirely of foam! How cool is that!! It's virtually weightless when I put it on - not that I really felt my bras in the first place - and there's no tag either! All the information that usually goes on a tag is just printed on the back of the bra. It runs $42 but since it's a new bra, employees are able to get it for only $10! Bargain!! I wish I could buy more than just one because I really wanted the chocolate brown one but we could only get the black or the nude coloured one for our discounted price. Oh well, still a damn good deal! And did I mention it's a push-up? :D

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Little Sister All Grown Up

My sister's a freshman in high school. She's got more guts at her age then I did when I was a freshman. Go her!

The school's Tolo dance - aka Sadie Hawkins dance, where the girls ask the boys - is this Saturday. She asked a boy and he said yes! Good for her!! I don't know where she gets all this because my brother and I were nothing like her when we were her age. It's great though; it's, like, I'm living the high school I would've liked to have lived through her. I was way too shy and would have never dared asked a boy out in high school...oh how things have changed! Haha.

Anyways, so we've been shopping for a dress for a week and finally found one that's really affordable (them formal dresses can be freaking expensive! geez!!) and it's SO cute. It's dark red and has gold glitter-sparkles all over it. Now all she has to do is book appointments at a salon for herself and the girls what are in her group and reserve a table for dinner and they're ready for Saturday. How exciting. The girls are probably getting their hair done at a salon in the mall I work at so I told them that they could come find me at work and I'd do their makeup on my hour break. Fun times!

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Friday Night

So, on Friday, Georgia, Betty, Jr and I all went down to Olympia (Washington's capitol; not Seattle!) to Ryan's house. We'd planned to hang out and go to Jake's, which is, according to Ryan, the only cool club down there...it also happens to be a gay club. Biased? Perhaps, haha. We also exchanged Christmas wishlists.

Jr has this thing about straightening hair. He thinks it's so hot when a girl irons her hair because (in his words) it shows that she took the time to make herself look sexy. Ernk. Wait, what the hell does that say about me?! I don't do anything with my hair besides shampoo and conditioner and brush...I just can't be bothered to straighten, curl, blowdry, etc, on a daily basis. And as if I've got time for that; I think my hair looks just fine...it just needs a little trim is all. Pfft. But anyways, we borrowed Jess' (Ryan's sister) straightener so Jr spent a long time, between us getting there and going out to the club, ironing my hair. And wow, my hair was so flat and smooth, it was weird. I think it looked pretty, too, but I couldn't do it again by myself; I'm hopeless when it comes to using hair styling tools. Jr kept gushing about it all night. He's so funny. *Shakes head*

Jake's was good. It was only $2 to get in but the drinks costed a small fortune! An AMF (Adios Mother Fucker) was, like, $9 when it's usually $5 or so up in Seattle. Oh well, there's always a trade-off. The music really, really reminded me of England though! It wasn't all pop and RnB; it had some 80s and rock songs mixed in (the DJ was really awesome) and it totally reminded me of Asylum and The Piper!! (They're two places I frequented the most while I was there.) There were also a lot more white people in this club than in Seattle so that kinda made the whole thing feel like England, too. They played a lot of 80s music that I'd hear in The Piper, and Franz Ferdinand and The Killers, both of which I'd first heard while I was there...it just made me miss home so much. :( I wish I was back.

After Jakes, we all went back to Ryan's and crashed at his place. Because I was so tired, I slept pretty deep but about half-way through the next day, my neck started hurting like hell. Ohmygosh, it hurt - and still hurts! - so bad; it's beyond 'ache.' The pillow I slept on was SO not firm, high, supportive enough (it was kinda of flat) and that caused some serious belated pain. I had to work Saturday 3 - midnight and by the end of the night, not only was I absolutely knackered, my neck hurt like the dickens and it was giving me a bloody headache. I was so tired when I got home that I actually took at bubble bath - at half past midnight - to try and relax myself. It didn't help too much, though. What I really needed was some serious pampering and a really, really good massage.

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Tea. The Miracle Cure.

It's true, what the English say about tea: it makes everything better. I come into work all dreary eyed and not wanting to be here, but once I get my cuppa, everything is GREAT! Tea really does do wonders for one's day; it's amazing how good I feel when I get a cup of tea, no matter if I was feeling good or bad to begin with. I love tea.

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Would you light the candle?

It's World Aids Day. I'm not gonna regurgitate all the scary stats about it but please, everyone, be safe and let's help.

1) Click the link http://www.lighttounite.com.
2) Light a candle.
3) For every candle lit, Bristol-Myers Squibb will make a $1 donation to HIV/Aids research. Bristol-Myers Squibb is a global pharmaceutical company whose mission is to extend and enhance human life.

This fundraiser is only for December 1st. Remember: no day but today.

For more information, visit http://www.aidsfund.org.

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