Sunday, October 31, 2004

The many joys of living at home. >:O
I can't talk to DB on my break from studying. I can't take take Paige & Evan trick-or-treating because I have a mid-term tomorrow.

MY tuition. MY money. MY grades. MY decision.
(This is why I refuse to borrow a single dime from my parents. That gives them the power to tell me what to do and I won't have it.)

Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Hmm...try this out. :D

My Results:

You are a RSIG--Reserved Sentimental Intellectual Giver. This makes you a People-Pleaser.

Oh, RSIG! You are the most complicated and dynamic of any type. You are brilliant, tender, romantic and a joy to be with. You're the favorite of many of your friends. It's just not a party until you get there. You are bursting with feeling and sentiment and insight but you very rarely express it -- it's not how you want to present yourself to the world. Although you are always studying your non-romantic relationships -- you turn a blind eye to romantic relationships.

You're highly adaptable, and you conform to your circumstances (maybe you're a youngest child?). You would probably be content with almost anyone, and almost anyone would be blissfully happy to have you. But just because you're content doesn't mean you're happy. Don't settle!

You'd rather ignore your problems than rock the boat by creating conflict. Please understand that in the long run ignoring conflict will make you unhappy and your partner exhausted. Try picking a fight just to see how it goes. You'll find out that solving problems is so satisfying for you that it makes conflict worth it.

Your sex life could be fantastic if you could stop worrying about everything so much (did I wash my hands? how do I look? what do I need to do tomorrow?). You need a sweet, expressive lover who makes you feel at ease and never puts pressure on you. If you feel secure with your partner outside the bedroom, it will make all the difference.

You cry at movies. A lot.

Of the 143239 people who have taken this quiz, 5.7 % are this type.

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I want to know what you guys got!
Song of the Moment.
Trance version.

I love the RAIN. I love Fall. I love the cold. I love Winter. I love wearing a scarf. Ain't it grand? :D

I'm rather excited about going to Knott's this weekend. I promise myself that I would go through the mazes with my eyes open O_O, unlike the other times where I just ran through with my eyes closed. Defeats the purpose. Haha.

Halloween will be trick or treating with Paige & Evan. :D Can't wait to see them in their costumes looking all cute and crap.

Now back to reality. Mid-term & Critical Bibliography due on Monday. Damn it. I envy you, Sara. :D

Sunday, October 24, 2004

Claud, I looooost my $10.

But it was expected. These people actually play in ACTUAL POKER TOURNAMENTS.
First thing that went wrong....
I was the dealer first. As I was passing out the cards, I did it too slow.
Man with serious poker face: You have to deal again. I saw the cards.

Second thing went wrong...
Everyone: Check, check, check....check.
My turn.
Me: Fold.
Man with all the chips: You don't fold. You check.
Me (turning red): Uh...heee. Okay.

Third thing went wrong...
Me with pocket Aces.
Me: I raise you...30 cents. O_O

No more. Thank gooodness. :D
I learned A LOT that night. Thanks to Alfred and DB for teaching me.

Cobras with a C, for life.

Saturday, October 23, 2004

So the cousins and I attempted to watch The Grudge last night. How disappointing was it to go there to find it SOLD OUT. I guess it must be a pretty good movie. :D

Alfred suggested we go shoot some pool and that's what we did. We went to Cue Ball. It was pretty packed there. We divided into 2 teams. DB and I on one team and Alfred and his friend on the other. Pool is kinda hard, but fun. I was told to "Hit the ball in the center." after I scratched several times. I'm lucky enough if I even hit the damn thing. And luck was with me!
I hit the ball. It went in. We won. (But only cause Alfred hit the 8 ball in right afterwards, but who's counting? ;D Heehee.) After a couple more hardcore pool games, we took his friend home and headed over to Lollicup for some late night boba. Made myself look stupid there. No sweat. That happens to me allll the time. heehee.

At Lollicup, Alfred let me drive his car home. Ehh...just kidding. His other car. At first they were saying, "Hollie, this IS a sports car. You CAN go faster." So I floored it and they started getting scared. Suckers. :D Alfred told me I could do a doughnut when we got on our street. Yah. Well, that didn't quite work out the way I wanted it to. I tried, but instead...I got a "Okay, now you just look stupid, driving in a circle at 20 miles per hour." I'm still not quite sure how you go about accomplishing a doughnut. Oh welps.

Tonight is the Poker Tournament at Alfred's friend's house. Hopefully, DB can make it tonight. I'm kind of nervous. I've never played with people other than my cousins. When you play with your cousins, it's all in good fun. But when you play with 16 other hardcore Poker people that AREN'T your cousins... O_O. I don't think they'd appreciate my amateur-ness.

Apparently, my poker face isn't very good (I have a feeling it looks more like I'm constipated, than a poker face.) Alfred kind of coached me on the ettiquette last night. Oh, so much to remember! But it's an experience. :D It's a $10 buy-in, so that's all I can lose. Goood.

I hope I don't drop the cards when I deal. o_O Or my hands don't shake. O_O Ai ya. Should be FUN! :D

Thursday, October 21, 2004

WOW. I've beem staring forever at these pictures. O_O
This guy is so frickin' talented.

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WOW. Posted by Hello

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Tuesday, October 19, 2004

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Monday, October 18, 2004


ARASO! I finally saw it! SO FUNNNNY!! I coudln't stop laughing.
DANGER!! When I saw it, I was like, "THAT'S where she gets it from!"

Watch out, Knott's Scary Farm goers of mine, you're gonna get a lot of DANGER!!

Saturday, October 16, 2004

Happy B-Day, Kell! :D

Thursday, October 14, 2004

MUhahahaha...hAAAA...W1nnAr this time only.

W1nnAr: you're in the latest issue of glamor
starmienite: i am?
W1nnAr: glamour
W1nnAr: hahahha
starmienite: whaa!!
W1nnAr: you have a twin!
starmienite: whooo?
W1nnAr: her name is Sarah O'rourke

She's on page 100. If she's ugly, I'm gonna walk over there and kick your ass.
If she's not, then you can keep the title "W1nnAr". For today.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

I seriously hate her class. ENGLISH frickin' 102. I feel so utterly lost and stupid in that class. I've been "working" on this research paper of ours for the past couple of days, non-stop. I'm getting frustrated cause I don't even know where to start. It's due Monday and I have nothing. Absolutely NOTHING.

I'm gonna frickin' CRY. My legs are hot. Damn it. I'm putting my head down.


Sunday, October 10, 2004

I can say I walk a mile at least 5 times a week on the treadmill, but I am, undoubtedly, OUT OF SHAPE. Kirsten invited me and Helen to badminton with her and her friends on Saturday. I thought, "Hey, I'm not doing anything special. Homework can wait. How tough can Badminton be?" So we went.

We arrived at Almansor Park at around 6:30. The gym was pretty packed. Helen and I were very shy about playing in front of everyone. Everyone was shooting the birdie back and forth like bullets. I'm just worried whether or not I can even HIT the stupid thing. Helen and I, after sitting around for a while, decided to run on outside to "warm-up." Pressure from the pro's to play made us run. We walked around the park, ran after a verry cute looking Chinese fireman. (yes, RAN. That's how hot he was. I ran for him.) Helen gave him a 9.5, with 10 being FLAMIN' HOT, like Cheetos. On our way, we passed by the kiddy park. We decided to give the monkey bars and the swings a swing. Felt like a kid again. Me and Helen sat in the swings and had quite a long talk about what we were like as kids and what we did. It's moments like these, that you thank God for giving you friends like them.

(Edit by DB: It's moments like these, that you thank God for giving you someone other than Sara.) <-- What a baca.

We finally decided to head back before they started to worry. We felt brave enough to give it a shot after a court opened up. Apparently, badminton is not the same thing as tennis. But good news! I hit the birdie! I did miss a couple of times or the times I did hit it, it came flying at Kirsten was positioning in the front. :D Heeee. We worked up a sweat. After we got kicked out of the gym, we all headed over to Thai Orchid. Kirsten's friends were very cool to hang out with. We had a blast. The night couldn't end without me falling down as we were leaving the restaurant. And of course, the whole restaurant was closed by the time we left, so the waiters and waitresses were all in the front, cleaning up. I, literally, fell flat on my face in front of everyone. Apparently, my feet didn't see the extra step there and my legs were tired out from all that badminton and collasped. Everyone was trying to hold in the laughs as they asked, "Are you, heehee, okay? Heehee."

You would think that after all the times I've tripped, I would have done it more gracefully. But no. My legs were spread out in air and stayed that way till I hit the floor. Nicce move, Hollie. Thanks.

I am so SORE.
Who knew badminton night was so much fun? :D

Saturday, October 09, 2004

Work today was really work. Hard labor, man. We had to move all our files to the other office due to the lack of space in our sardine can of an office. We had to load all the files to Kirsten's car. And of course, we couldn't use the elevator. So I being so smart, created the Slide System. I took a box, put a file in it, and pushed it down the stairs. Waiting at the bottom of the stairs is Helen, who would then take it out of the box and hand it over to Kirsten, who would put in her car. It worked the first couple of times till this one stupid file fell out (I'm stronger than I know. Muhahaha.) cause I pushed it too hard. Not only did the file come tumbling down the stairs to a screaming Helen who thought the file was going to hit her. The box broke too. So the remaining files, we had to walk them up and down the stairs.

We got through that ordeal. Next ordeal was bringing the files up to the other office, which DOESN'T have a frickin' elevator. So we again, went up and down the stairs. My legs were shaking and wobbling by the end. It was a very tiring day.

The rest of the day went by pretty fast. Espiecially since Kirsten and I stole Helen's 350Z to run errands!! Man, that car, COOOOL. Acceleration, cool. Mufflers, cooool. Functions, coool. Power, coool. Damon wanted to buy the car from her for $1. I do too.

After our little illegal adventure, the 3 of us headed down to Old Town. Kirsten's never been to Buca's before, so I decided to take her there for her birthday. Helen treated all of us to drinks at the bar. I, of course, got a Midori Sour. (The one at D&B's was better.) Helen had a taste of mine. She LOVED IT. Kirsten couldn't finish her White Cosmo, so of course, thinking I'm an alchy, made me finish it. (And I was driving that night, no less!) I put aside my Midori to drink that. I asked Helen if she wanted a sip of it, since she was eyeing it. She said, "Sure!" I was talking to Kirsten about a Korean drama called "Full House" and the next thing we hear is Helen sucking up the last of the Midori. I looked at the cup. "Helen! I said a SIP! Not the whole thing!" She just smiled and said "Heeee. It was good." Kirsten bought me another, which I shared with Helen cause I'm such a good friend. ;D haha. I drank a little bit and just gave her the rest. She is so gung-ho about Midori Sours. ;D

We walked around Old Town a bit, hitting up Urban Outfitters and of course, Barnes and Nobles. :D I love work.

Right now...chatting with the other Midori lover...

HoneyDew : i need some more of midori sour
hchung1224: hahahahaha
hchung1224: john's gonna come back from Vietnam to a drunk girlfriend
hchung1224: and ask what I did with the sober one
HoneyDew : can you make me some?
HoneyDew : i m willing to be your lab mouse
HoneyDew :

Scale ingredients to servings
1 oz Midori Melon Liqueur
1 oz Whisky Sour Mix
2 oz Sprite
2 Cherries

Fill a highball glass with ice. Add the midori, sour mix and sprite, give a quick stir, and add cherries.Serve in:

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Muhaha. She's addicted.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

I just found out my Music 400 teacher, Lu (She says it's Lu, for Luscious.) was the detention teacher in Freaky Friday. My brother thought she was a man.

P.S. Gingerbread Man, we're here for you...
(I promise I'll hold off on the gumdrop buttons till later.)