Wrong Fit

For a couple who seems to fit together so well, we sure do have a lot of problems. I hate how I always justify the fact that he doesn't treat me right with "Well, he does drive down from LA to see me every week," and "Well, he's a really nice person, particularly to my sister and friends," and "Well, it could be worst; at least he's not living his '08 lifestyle." The fact of the matter is, little things count, and when we total up all the little things, I am putting so much more into this relationship. I hate that it's difficult for me to break off relations with someone because I've become so accustomed to their schedule. He gets off work around 12 or 1 on weekdays and comes home to talk to me, goes to the gym every other day, plays basketball whenever he's not at the gym, hangs out with his friends every night, gets wasted about five days out of the week, hangs out with me on Saturdays or whenever I really want to see him, and plays for his basketball league every Sunday afternoon. The fact of the matter is, I can't live on his schedule anymore. He can't expect me to try to work my way around his schedule forever, and he especially can't expect me to be available whenever the hell he decides to take time out from his busy life to get in touch with me. I hate that I'm so drawn to him and that I can't stay away for long. Note to self: make sure that the next guy isn't tall, cute, has great sense of style, looks good in a hat, and is the number one pick when it comes to basketball. Sure, he might be referred to as a T.I. lookalike and sure, he might look hot while dunking, but those two factors do not make him the perfect boyfriend. The fact of the matter is, I need more than just physical attraction and talents. I need selflessness, trust, and attentiveness.

Have I ever told you, I really suck at relationships? I just wanted to rant about how I'm feeling right now, but five bucks says I'm going to continue this up and down roller coaster because I allowed myself to become too damn vulnerable. By the way, I can't believe I had to google how to spell roller coaster. Are you sure it's not rollercoster!?

Lakers Parade

Yesterday was very tiring for some reason, so I lagged on my blog. Like always right? I'm tired today also and too much happened yesterday to even think about right now, so I'll come back and blog about it once I have time.

- Today
12 hours of sleep and an extra 2 hours naptime didn't do me any good. School has been so draining that all I want to do nowadays is catch up on some rest. Didn't do much today besides go to Tofu House, which was really close to my house. I wonder why I live near so many restaurants but have never eaten at any of them before. Tofu House was better than I expected, but I still wasn't a big fan. I'm too used to my dad's Korean Bbq and our Vietnamese style of overly sweet or salty food. It was pretty good still, but we went to Wendy's to get a Coffee Toffee Twisted Frosty. Say that one five times quickly. My new favorite treat, yummy!

- Yesterday
Too many things happened in one day to actually talk about in multiple sentences, so here goes one of the best days of my life in a nutshell, or in other words, one very, very long sentence. Went to 2nd period to take my Spanish final, surprisingly got a 91 out of 100, went to say goodbye to Mrs. Bagley, stopped by Mr. Chau's room to wait while his students finished their final, hurried out to Amy's car and chilled in the backseat while Amy drove to L.A., yelled at Mimi to knock on wood when she said "Bet we won't make it past five minutes with Amy driving," saw my life flash before my eyes when Amy proved Mimi wrong and almost killed us two minutes after we got on the freeway, accidentally said the F word in front of Mr. Chau when a white girl randomly flipped us off, screamed when we finally got to our destination and saw a bunch of people heading towards the parade, laughed my ass off when Mr. Chau ran around the car to replace Amy as the driver and said "To other people, it looks like three Asian girls just got carjacked," yelled at Mimi again when she said the word "cholos" really loudly even though the windows were down and there were in fact a bunch of cholos in the cars around us, got called an idiot for asking a little Mexican guy rather than an old white man where the Coliseum was and received in response "It's straight ahead; you should come with us," thought a second later that the Mexican dude actually had some pretty good game and would've scored my number if he hadn't been greasy and wasn't wearing red skinny jeans, walked for the longest time from where we parked to where the parade was, constantly complained about the overwhelmingly bad smell coming from the residential streets, wondered how it was possible that USC was even in the same area, got hit on by a bunch of Mexican guys and immediately regretted wearing a dress around such a place, finally got to the parade and saw more Lakers jerseys there than at an actual Lakers game, also got to the parade and saw more Mexicans there than at Rancho and the Block combined, took pictures and drank a Big Gulp that Mr. Chau bought for us while waiting for the parade to start, saw a fat black man across the street wearing a shirt that read "I'm The Sexiest Fat Nigga On Earth," jumped up on the ramp and leaned over to get a better view of the double-deck buses, was informed by Mr. Chau that an old man had been trying to take pictures under my dress as I was leaning over, smirked because his picture would've been of a girl who was on her period and was wearing a maxi pad, felt disgusted and violated nonetheless, was thankful that Mr. Chau was nice enough to stand behind me so that the pervert wouldn't be able to take those pictures, almost fainted when the first double-deck bus carrying the Lakers players came in sight, spotted Derek Fisher first and blew him a kiss, realized that he hadn't seen it but his wife had, saw Pau Gasol next and thought he looked fine as hell in a cap, screamed at the top of my lungs and yelled out the names of all the recognizable players, saw Luke Walton and super cute Shannon Brown and Jordan Farmar and Lamar Odom and Josh Powell and Sasha Vujacic and Sun Yue and Andrew Bynum, was so distracted by L.A. Mayor Antonio Villaraigosa that Kobe Bryant, who was standing right next to him, almost passed by without us noticing, finally spotted Kobe as he was letting out a "Whooooo!" to the crowd and almost died of happiness, lost our minds and started running in an attempt to catch up with the buses, weaved around thousands of people for about a couple blocks before deciding that there was no way we could catch up to the bus that Kobe was on, began the long and sweaty walk back to the car, stood for a while on the freeway overpass because the Laker fans in the cars below were honking like crazy when they saw us fans walking above them, was a tad disappointed not to have seen my second boyfriend Trevor Ariza, was stuck in major traffic on the way back, dropped off Mr. Chau and then got dropped off by Amy, ate macaroni and cheese and freshened up, saw the three of us for a split second on an ABC live coverage video of the parade that was posted on the internet, got picked up by Amy to go to Rancho's graduation at Bolsa Grande High School, almost died of a heat stroke and later of boredom, got sunburned to the point that there was a visible eyebrow tan on my face by the end of the night, and finally went home after a long two hours to immediately knock out on my bed.

Last Full Day of Junior Year

Today was basically our final day of junior year; tomorrow doesn't really count since Amy, Mimi, and I won't be going to our 4th and 6th periods. Can't believe I'm a senior in less than 24 hours. I haven't been doing a single thing in any of my classes these last couple days besides games and food parties. The only final I have left is for dumbass Spanish because fluffy Rodriguez won't let me take it early. But at least we're still gonna to the Lakers parade tomorrow, yay! After school was over we went into Mr. Chau's class to take pictures with him, and he was talking about how the Lakers won, so I came up with this ingenius idea of him going to the Lakers parade with us since he didn't even have a 4th or 6th period. He was all like, "But I have to go to graduation at 3:30," but we told him that we'd make it back in time so he agreed that he would try to go with us. That'd be so fun, yet so weird at the same time cause other people would think we're with our dad, but he's really our teacher. So I'm excited; let's hope it all works out tomorrow. I went home after school for a bit, then I made Mike drive down to hang out with me after he got off from work. He picked me up and we went to West Mall to get Panda Express cause we were both starving. Ate there, chilled for a while, and then I got really sleepy since I usually take a nap around that time. Made him park at some random place so I could take a nap, slept for like an hour while he sat there waiting for me or whatever it was he was doing, and then woke up and went to Tapioca Express since he was craving boba. There was this fobby guy there who thought he was so cool and kept looking at us while he talked on the phone, so Mike was like "Okay Mr. Cute Guy you can stop sitting on your Lexus now, we get it." So funny lmao! You had to be there. Mike wants me to blog that I heart him so there you go. Went home afterwards, and now I need to sleep early so I can wake up early tomorrow. I'm gonna dream about Kobe tonight, and it's gonna feel great knowing that my dream will come true in a few short hours.

2009 NBA Champions

Today was one of the happiest, most long-awaited days of my life. I became a Lakers fan after watching them in the 2001 playoffs with my dad and uncles, but the 2002 playoffs didn't mean much to me since I was too young to understand the game. Since I became old enough to really watch and understand basketball, I longed for a Laker victory. And it came today in Game 5 against the Orlando Magic, 99 - 86. It kind of creeped up on me because I had hoped that they wouldn't take the series until Game 6 or 7, but I was ecstatic nonetheless. I was so happy as the clock was running down, but my emotions took over me as soon as the time left read 0:00. I involuntarily shed a couple tears out of sheer joy, and I know Amy's gonna laugh at me when she reads this because I'm such a pansy crybaby, but at least this was for a good reason and not due to the fact that some old cartoon lady died. I'm just a bit disappointed that a few idiotic Laker "fans" are celebrating not because they're happy their team won, but because they want attention and recognition, and that's why they decided to burn shit up in the middle of the streets. I'm also sad that the parade will be on Wednesday at 10 a.m. Why couldn't it be the day after, or a few hours later? I'm definitely down to ditch my finals since they won't even affect me, but no one's willing to ditch also and Mike can't pick me up since he has work that day. Ugh, but I guess it's okay since I'll have my opportunity to go when they win again next year. Anyways, I fucking hate Laker haters. It's our year; let us enjoy it. I swear we never hate on the other teams when they win, so why do they have to convert their spitefulness and jealousy into bullshit arguments? When the Celtics won last year, I didn't see any Laker fans making up excuses for why they won, such as "Oh, Kobe's finger was fucking him up. The Celtics just got lucky. The game was rigged." So why are people making up shit about why the Lakers won? "The refs helped out the Lakers cause they were bribed. Kobe couldn't have done it first without Shaq, now without Gasol. Lakers would have lost if they went against the Cavs or the Celtics, they just lucked out that Lebron played on a one-man team and KG wasn't in the playoffs." This is how it is: the Los Angeles Lakers are the best team in the world at this point, and all haters should stfu if they have nothing substantial to say. As an example, here's an exchange of messages over Myspace after someone responded to a bulletin I posted:


From: TripseeyCindy
Date: Jun 14, 2009 7:50 PM
Subject: Thank you Celtics

for making this year's victory that much sweeter.

Watching MVP Kobe be happy makes me even happier.
True Laker fans knew this year would be theirs for the taking.
2009 Champions! Fuck haters!


From: R.Kheng
To: TripseeyCindy
Date: Jun 14, 2009 7:58 PM

lol watch next year you guys only won cause we didnt have kg


From: TripseeyCindy
To: R.Kheng
Date: Jun 14, 2009 8:25 PM

Seeing as how L.A. dominated Orlando this year, and Orlando beat Boston, even with KG you guys wouldn't have won. Your guys choked. Simple as that. The Lakers were a much better team this year, and they'll carry it on next year, beat the Celtics, and hopefully shut haters like you up. You already had your year. This is ours, so accept that the Lakers are the best team and let us enjoy it.


From: R.Kheng
To: TripseeyCindy
Date: Jun 14, 2009 8:30 PM

lol are you serious
celtics made it this far without kg
unlike lakers celtics aint a one man team
who we got?
ray allen
eddie house
paul peirce
kg

without kobe you aint shietttttttttttttt just face it


From: TripseeyCindy
To: R.Kheng
Date: Jun 14, 2009 8:36 PM

That just goes to show you KG ain't shit and Boston don't need him. Ever thought of that? And thank you for admitting Kobe's the greatest player in the league.


From: R.Kheng
To: TripseeyCindy
Date: Jun 14, 2009 8:38 PM

yur funny like i said
without kobe[that scores 40-50 points a game if you never knew that]
the team wouldnt even last throughtout the playoffs


From: TripseeyCindy
To: R.Kheng
Date: Jun 14, 2009 8:46 PM

Okay. So he's good. Should he be faulted and the Lakers be talked down upon because he's the greatest player alive? Just accept the fact that your Celtics choked this year. Keep in mind that they lost to the Cavs even with KG on the team, and the Cavs then lost to the Magic in the playoffs. Lakers dominated the Magic 4-1. We don't even wanna see what the Lakers would have done to the Celtics, even with KG on the team. Lakers, led by Kobe, are simply the best. You know, you shouldn't let your anger about me rejecting you after all those times you tried to hit on me over Myspace turn into a stupid, invalid argument about nothing. Kobe's the best, and thank you for confirming that.


Didn't get a response back yet, lmao. Sore losers, check out my husband Kobe holding up his 2009 championship trophy as well as his Finals MVP trophy. Success must have felt pretty damn heavy, huh?

The Taking of Pelham 123

Woke up super early today after less than four hours of sleep. Took the ACTs at Los Alamitos in a class full of random white nerds who wouldn't shut up. Mike picked me up since he actually came down really early again. I had been craving fried macaroni from Cheesecake Factory for the past week, and he had been craving a Pizookie from BJ's. We couldn't choose one, so we decided to just buy both for takeout and eat it in his car. Omg, it was so good, but we didn't finish the fried macaroni and didn't even touch the fries. I realized that every single time we've gone out to eat, we've never been able to finish a meal. Ever. And I've been dating him for three months. At times like these, I wish we had Viet, Athena, Amy, or Mimi around. I always end up having to take the food home or his friends eat it when they find it sitting in his car. After we ate, we rushed to Downtown Disney to make the 3:20 showing of The Taking of Pelham 123. Wow, such a good movie. I love those kinds of movies: the ones with great actors and intense action. We actually wanted to watch it cause Denzel Washington's my man and John Travolta's his man, but after watching that movie, John Travolta's my man too. It was a two-hour-long movie, but I was never bored for a second, especially because of the parts where people would get shot. Afterwards, we walked around Downtown Disney. I was so happy in the Lego store and Build-A-Bear Workshop and on the tram for some reason. I'd be even happier if he took me to Disneyland Park sometime though. We went to Tapioca Express for some boba and then chilled for a while afterwards, trying to figure out what to do, but my sister called and wanted to go shopping so he dropped me off at the Block before going back to LA. Didn't get much there besides lotion from Bath and Body Works, lip gloss from Victoria's Secret, and some undies, and didn't do much besides walk around and eat Twin Dragon. Now I'm home, I'm pooped, and I'm watching the most genius show ever, Cheaters.

Recap

Wow, so much for keeping up with my blog. I've been so busy with projects all week that I didn't have time to come here to write about my weekend. So here it is, one week late, even though I can barely even remember what I did.

- Last Friday
Didn't go to Westminster High School's Summer Shakedown with Mimi since I knew all it was was a bunch of little Asian girls dressed in their sluttiest outfit trying to impress some broke and ugly Asian guys. And hey, I was pretty spot on with my Asian girls prediction, because when we went to drop Mimi off, all of them were wearing their tightest and shortest shorts, rocking overly-teased hair that almost touched the clouds, and showing as much cleavage as their negative-A cups would allow them to. So I went to eat with my mom instead, and she's so nice whenever it's just me and her. She was talking about how much she wants me to be a doctor since no one else in the family's ever been one before, so I think I'll go with that route. Went shopping with her at Anaheim Plaza afterwards, and yay she bought me a top, a dress, and to cap it all off, some frozen fishsticks from WalMart cause I'm a gay fish.

- Last Saturday
Took the SAT Reasoning test at Los Alamitos in the morning with Amy and Sarah. I hate taking that stupid test, and my proctor decided it would be so hilarious if he read all the directions in the deepest voice possible. Uh, yeah. As you can guess, I didn't find that too amusing. Amy's proctor lagged it so Sarah and I waited half an hour for her to come out, which was such a coincidence considering that that was the one day Mike actually came down early. Went home, freshened up, got picked up by Mike around 2:30, ate at Jasmine Thai, then went to the AMC at Downtown Disney to watch Up. Pixar always includes a short cartoon before every major motion picture, and the one they showed before Up was so damn adorable. Up was such a cute movie too. I loved the beginning and middle, but the end was pretty boring for me. I didn't like the direction they took the movie in, but the movie still made me laugh a lot and even cry, which was... pretty embarrassing. Halfway through the movie, I was texting my sister and Mike saw a message from my ex. He got cranky the rest of the time but tried to pretend he wasn't, and remained cranky even when we got to the Post-Prom Show at Rancho. We got there an hour late and missed Gabe Bondoc and the fashion show, but we made it in time to see CP, Kris Mark, Matt Clores, and Kinh Nguyen perform. Never heard of them or saw their Youtube videos before, but they were really good singers. Cathy Nguyen sang afterwards, and I was pretty excited that she sang the Jason Mraz song. Mike's seen Cathy's videos before, but he was so pissy that he didn't even seem into her performance. He went out to the car during the jerking competition, and I went outside after the show was over. Tried talking to him calmly, but he got pretty damn mad and started revving the engine since he was driving the Z again, so I just got out of the car and left. Learning about Amy's situation afterwards made me forget about my own incident because it's so damn funny how her friends situation seems to always escalate. When everyone finally got kicked off campus, I left too and went to eat Thai food in Anaheim with my mom. It was so yummy but I barely ate anything cause I was dying from the spiciness. I was so tired that I missed America's Most Wanted and knocked out as soon as I got home.
- Last Sunday
Watched the Lakers school the Magic in Game 2.

- The Weekdays
Didn't go to school on Monday. The rest of the week, didn't do much of anything besides go to school, which largely consisted of free periods, had a little banquet for Red Cross, and do lots and lots of projects that I had procrastinated on. Feels so good to finally be done with them all.

- Today
School as always, then went to the Block with Amy. Ate Thai food again, and now I'm sitting here blogging while I wait for my hair to dry so that I could go to sleep. It's 1:58 am. I really should be sleeping for my ACTs tomorrow.

Another Interesting Weekend

I really need to catch up on my blogging and actually keep up with it. I keep blogging in the middle of the week about what happened the last weekend. Let's hope this is the last time I'll have to do that.

- Friday
School was pretty chill since we had shortened classes and an hour long lunch. After school, my sister and I went to the Measles Awareness Carnival since we're in Red Cross and the fact that we just show up means that we save five African kids' lives. It was a gray and cold day, and there weren't that many people there, but it was still pretty fun somehow. I got fake tattoos - a giraffe on the left side of my neck, a Chinese symbol on the right side of my neck, and a Hello Kitty above my right boobie. They were soooo cute, especially the giraffe. I seriously wanna become a Tila Tequila and get a tattoo on my neck, above my boobie, and on my arm now. Afterwards, my cousin called me to join her and about 40 of her classmates at Main Street Pizza to watch the Lakers game, but in actuality, she wanted me to meet her Vietnamese teacher who she talks about 24/7. Her teacher is a die-hard Laker fan! Everytime they made a basket, he would jump up and literally shake his ass and do body rolls. I'm 99.9% sure he's gay, because no way a straight guy can dance like that. He was wearing a purple dress shirt and gold tie too, and he would do the chants like "Let's go Lakers, let's go," "Defense," and the goodbye song as if he was at a real game. So obviously the Lakers won, and I really really REALLY hope that they'll take it all this year.

- Saturday
Mike picked me up around 2 or so and we chilled for a while. He was wearing a Cookie Monster shirt and looked oh so cute. His 9-year-old shirts are starting to grow on me. We got hungry and decided to go get Asian food since he practically takes me out for chicken alfredo every other week. We went to Bolsa, which was a pretty bad decision since he can barely eat any Vietnamese food besides pho. I was craving banh cuon, so we went to Tay Ho and he ended up eating rice since he only liked the orange thing that comes with the banh cuon. We talked about what kind of car he should get, and I liked all his options for a two seater except for the S2K. I just don't like that car for some reason; it's like a wannabe BMW Z3 to me. We got boba from Tapioca Express afterwards and saw that the Cavs were actually losing to the Magic. I really did not expect that to happen, and like everyone else, I wanted to see Lebron vs. Kobe. My sister called and said that she wanted to go shopping, so Mike dropped me off at the Forever 21 in Anaheim Plaza before he went back to L.A. I got this really cute dress there, and I still need to come back for the bag.

- Sunday
Woke up at 8 because my mom wanted to get everything done early so that we could get to my grandma's birthday party in time. We were supposed to get breakfast at 8, go kayaking at 9, and be home by 10, but we didn't even leave the house to go to the restaurant until 10:30. We went to Long Beach to go kayaking and got there around 12. I love that part of Long Beach. When I was young, my dad's friends and my mom's family would have barbecues at that one place called Seal Beach I think, and we would go on boat rides and stuff. I miss that place; definitely gotta have a barbecue there sometime soon. When we got out of the car, we were freezing to death and didn't know how we were gonna be able to kayak. But once we got out on the water, it was actually breezy and felt really nice. I chose my dad as my kayaking partner since I thought he'd do all the work, but he ended up relaxing half the time and making me do most of the work. I'm glad I picked him though; we were able to work together pretty well, so kayaking was easy for us. My mom and sister, on the other hand, were seriously going at it. We'd be 200 feet away from them and hear them yelling at each other because they wouldn't kayak in the same direction. They ended up bumping into the yachts and the docks because my mom would be rowing in one direction and my sister would be rowing in the other. It was freaking hilarious; my dad and I kept laughing at them the whole time. We got home around 2:30 and were supposed to go to my aunt's house at 3, but I was tired and knocked out until 5:30. My cousin had to come over to get me, so I got to my aunt's house and just ate lots of yummy food and chilled with the family. I felt so bad for my grandma afterwards though because she wanted to visit my grandpa in the hospital, but my aunts wouldn't let her since they knew she would try to talk to him, which is dangerous 'cause their germs would infect one another. So she went to bed without him, which was crazy to me because I thought about how they've spent 65 years of their lives sleeping next to each other. Can you imagine sleeping next to someone for more than 20,000 days, and then one day you just don't anymore? That's not even comprehensible for me. I hope my grandma can get through this.