Un. com. for. table.

Just finished my very first journalism assignment of the year. And it's probably the biggest journalism fail everrrr. It was just an article on my journalism teacher, but boy was that way harder than I thought it would be! I already learned a couple things:
1. Actually WRITE quotes down directly or you end up just fudging all the quotes.
2. Try and take notes that are actually discernible and coherent when you view them a few days later.
3. Making/asking your own questions is actually quite helpful when it comes down to the quotes actually being relevant to your angle, rather than being about her liking pasta or sneaking out with her boyfriend in high school.

But yeah. Something about journalism/joining the newspaper makes me nervous and stressed. Heck, almost everything about sophomore year makes me nervous. I'm not sure what it is but thinking about being actually on the paper and expected to conduct interviews and turn out articles on deadlines hella scares me. I wish I could be one of those people who is fearless regardless of the unknown-ness of their situation, but I'm really not. I hate the feeling of having to deal with new situations, or rising to new and different expectations. My whole life I've been scared of doing new things on my own, straying from my comfort zone. It's just all very...uncomfortable.

Speaking of uncomfortable, this advertisement I saw made me VERY uncomfortable. Or more like.."WTF??!"

Ok...ayyyy?
Listening to: "Feel Good Inc."- Gorillaz
-Lisa

Saying Goodbye to Summer and Hello to Crap

Crap = school. and I can have a long geometric proof as to why that is, but I won't get into that :)

Today, I woke up late - which is weird cuz usually im all like:

"OMG. OMG. ITS SCHOOOL YAYAYAYAY" and like wake up at the crack of dawn to leave. but this year, I woke up something like this:

"aadlkdjlakdj. crap. ughh :( " Which is.. nice. But to make matters worse, I had to put on my clothes in record time and rush out the door. Zoom zoom zoom.

I got to school, and it was the weirdest feeling! Because it felt like we hadn't had school in like 2 days or something and it was back in freshman year - like deja vu or something o.o weird weird.

And then, A period was alright, 'cept the analysis teacher mistook me as a lost freshman -_____-;; Oh and to make my life even more dandy, I got approached by a link crew member asking if I needed help getting to my next class

T_____T FML man. I should wear a shirt saying "I'M A DAMN SOPHOMORE." Oh yeah :D that sounds cool. Haha the rest of school was okay but it generally got worse as i got more and more sleeeepyy

^_________^

Damn. I forgot how good school is a place to nap. Hopefully your day was better than mine Lisa! :P

- sharooonn.

Oh yeah, and to make matters worse, in my school picture i look like a bloody idiot. D:

Late Night IMing ftw

*Talking about this blog whilst Sharon is sloppily typing on iTouch*

me: yeahhhh
and ppl always like hearing about other ppl failing, am i right?
so
yeah
1:38 AM Sharon: hahahaha
1:38 AM Sharon: pretty much
prvly why fml is so populat
man i suck on this thing
me: iz k
LOL
thats what she said
Sharon: twss :D
me: OMFG
lol
Sharon: oh shiettttt
1:39 AM bahahahahaha

Cooking..win?

Well, my mom stayed true to her word and we decided to bake somethin' today. As usual, we found ourselves lacking in several of those baking type ingredients, because we're not exactly a baking type of family. What self-respecting hardcore Asian family makes cookies and brownies? Pfft, dumplings and fried rice all the way! We managed to scrounge up EXACTLY as much butter was called for in the recipe (which turns out, was leftover from the last time we attempted baking), found out we needed much more flour and sugar (to which my dad replied "Why so much sugar? Tai tian le!- too sweet!"), as well as vanilla extract. We also found out we had managed to lose all our measuring cups except for the 1/2 cup, 1/3 cup, 1/2 tbsp, and 1/8 (YES, ONE EIGTH, FOR GOD SAKES) teaspoon. So we tromped off to Safeway to buy the necessities.

And at Safeway, I managed to have one of those "is that person who i think it is" encounters, as well as a "hey its that persons should i say hi only i don't really knowt hem so it'd be awkward,better avoid them only oh no why are they standing there so long now I have to walk past them and not look". *sigh. I guess Safeway is the place to be nowadays, eh? Where all the COOL KIDS ha- alright I'll stop.

Anyways so we hauled back all our crap and we sort of just started..baking? Or more like. It was me baking. I guess it was pretty fun. I never understand people who love to cook, but there is something to be said to make something that tastes delicious using your own two hands and hard work. My brother basically hovered around being generally unhelpful and basically only wanting to eat the brownies. :D Pretty satisfactory results, if I do say so myself.

On a totally unrelated note, I saw this really funny thing on TV today. I'mma keep names and details out of this, but what a fail. I realize its just a local TV station and that's the best they can really do...But seriously. My hand were itching to do awkwardturtles through the whole thing, esp. during the second show where the host kept walking around like a creeper behind everyone, and one girl was trying so hard not to laugh. I can understand though. I was doing the same thing. Faillllll.
Edit: I realize that sentence was pretty ambiguous. I was trying not to laugh, NOT being a creeper behind people. *sigh. Sad how I have to clarify that, really.
-Lisa