I always thought myself as different, but it turns out that I am like any other asian girl in those stereotypical novels, seeking approval from my parents.

I accidentally left my apartment keys in my mom\’s car Friday and she had gone to work with them in the car. Thus, I had to stall my return to Berkeley so that I could drive all the way to Martinez to get my keys. On the way to Berkeley, I could tell that my dad was unhappy about the situation. Not only did this week I lost my credit card but also I lost my mom\’s Costco card. And I delayed my response to the companies and them. Disgruntled. Plus I am sure they\’re still upset from how I procrastinate to the last minute to send my rent.

You would think that I had gotten high accolades for being a good child. For never getting into (deep) trouble in school or with the law. For never getting pregnant while I was underage (remember the last words that my mom gave to my sister before she went to college – DON\’T GET PREGNANT!) For attending the top public university in the nation. For always attaining good jobs and good internships throughout the year. For NEVER overspending. Alas, parents. I suppose this is because good becomes only average. And the view that the grass is always better on the other side.

Some guy I have gotten to know at Rescomp training decided to empty part of his water bottle on me during the BBQ. BLEH. It almost reminds me of sitting in Cheez\’ car last week, but as bad.

Awww…how cute! It\’s sort of like how I prefer iming people even if they\’re right next to me…

From a recent article about the blackout in Northeast US:
\”Consumers trapped in the outage found it wasn’t always easy to get through the telecommunications mess, especially initially. With cell phones flipped open, residents in Lower Manhattan circled buildings in search of reception.
“Eventually, people gave up and just started talking to the person next to them,” said Kanika Dewan, 26, who lives in the Battery Park neighborhood just blocks from the World Trade Center site.\”

This is UTTERLY SHOCKING.

January 31, 2003 around one night

me: you know stacee just told me to practice asking a guy friend out
me: and then
tanner: dont finish
me: tell him after he says yes that it was just an experiment!
tanner: to go away
tanner: sigh
tanner: *SIGH*
me: hahahaha
tanner: I dont like you anymore
me: what!!!
me: TANNER WILL YOU GO WITH ME
tanner signed off at 10:51:48 PM.

And it\’s almost 8 months later now…

And plug for one of my coworkers, his comic strip SOKS

Oh god, the photo of my unit for work is already up. It doesn\’t look like I am walking right! Evidently, it was supposed to be like this.

Because I am a returning RCC, I got to play the part of a wacky resident while the new RCCs had to fix computers. So I sat on the bed throwing oranges at the new RCC while he attempted to fix the computer. And when he opened up the case, I kept asking mundane curious questions such as Why is there a light? What is RAM? Why does it buzz when you turn it on? DID YOU BREAK IT?!

yeah, that was interesting.

ONE THING TO KNOW: never tell your parents that you lost a credit card. don\’t ever tell them that you lost it a few days ago and realized it yesterday and still have not cancelled it.

aaron today said I was too innocent since I have the tendency to tell my parents the truth. MAYBE I SHOULD HAVE SAID THAT I WAS VISITING GOOD FEMALE FRIENDS IN MINNY SODA. Because of recent incidents and their reactions, I want to keep my parents more in the dark.

Last year, I took showers with a shower curtain, because I was too cheap to get one. I messed up the carpet near the bathroom. Doh.

Then this year I forgot to bring a towel. So I am using a shirt to dry myself off.

I really admire how I can live so…sparsely. Sparsely stills means that I have a computer and a booming internet connection. YEAH!

Besides the fear of rejection, my greatest fear is that I am not interesting enough.

Looking through all the photos I took, it seems as if I had inserted myself in the majority of them. I am not that vain, but ALAS. Go look at photo album again and at my half-creative captions.

Seth arrived and was amazed at this photo. AND THUS this happened…

Look, photos from minny soda! I took almost 400 photos on my digital camera (with that extra memory card that CHEEZ gave me). Then there\’s about 200 that Cheez and Tanner have…

[WAS IT CHEEZ THAT HACKED INTO MY BLOG]
Cheezman is a god and I have a shrine dedicated to him in my garage where I spend most of my day. Everyone should have a Cheezman shrine since he is awesome!

My summer is officially ending. I am back in Berkeley starting training for my campus job. My monitor is slightly discolored in the corner of my screen. And my desktop refused to turn on for about 15 minutes until I gave it a hug.

And it\’s my senior year of college. It\’s interesting to compare to the moment before I started senior year in high school. Four years ago, I was thinking how the upcoming year would be so much different. So much better. And now I am thinking the same thing.

MEMORIES OF THE SUMMER