My standards have been set too high by my family, my peers, and myself. And settling for something less has made me miserable.
Had some dranks tonight at Fridays with Amie, Wanita and Eric. About to watch Misfits and head to sleep. :)
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Today was the most fun I’ve had in a really long time.
My cousins, their children (ages 2-5), my sister and I went to the Pacific Science Center! Seriously, I haven’t been there since I was…what, eight? We spent five hours there, exploring all of the different rooms and playing with everything. I honestly think I had more fun than the kids did; I’m a sucker for nerdy science, and it definitely let me release my inner geek that has been fighting to come out and play for so long!
Then almost my entire extended family came over to my house for dinner and a big game I had been planning for them for about a month. My family is a little wacky and crazy and competitive and fun, so it felt natural for me to plan a game based on the TV show “Minute to Win It.” Needless to say…it was a success :) Everyone seemed to have fun and even though I’m more than exhausted and my voice is deteriorating with every passing minute due to my screaming, I’m so glad with how it turned out.
This is the first “journal” entry I’ve written in a while. Weird. Time for sleep.
Amie and I spent a good five days together down here in SoCal. She came to some classes with me, we went shopping at Main Place Mall/Irvine Spectrum, spent way more money than we had, went to Hollywood, went to The Grove (aka a celebrity hot spot, apparently), went to the Paper Route/LIGHTS/Owl City concert…AGAIN…went to Disneyland, ate Vietnamese food…it was nice. Very nice.
Spending time with her makes me miss home so much. And makes me miss her in general. She has always been the one and only constant in my life—with all the friends that have come and gone in my life, she has always been there for me, and her and I have gotten so much closer over the years. She has always accepted me and my flaws, and I always feel comfortable being my complete and dorky self around her. I can only hope she feels the same way about me.
I dropped her off at the airport about an hour and a half ago, and her flight is delayed…she’s still at the airport, and I so badly wish I could just turn around, pick her up, and have her catch a flight tomorrow instead.
Five more weeks until we see each other again…
Unnecessary
Today was my last day in Seattle until May. I went to my aunt and uncle’s house for a memorial for my grandma and uncle, and I got to spend some more time with my family. I absolutely love them.
It broke my heart when I had to say bye to the little kids…they’re all so adorable and cuddly and I just wanted to pack them all up and steal them back to California with me.
The flight was fine; I sat next to a really nice guy who had just recently graduated from Biola, and we talked for a good amount of time. I wish we had exchanged numbers or emails or something—not in a “let’s hook up” kind of way, but I think we could have actually been friends! Oh well.
This entire week I’ve been asking a bunch of people if they could pick me up from the airport, and everyone either just didn’t reply (RUDE.) or had Easter plans, which was totally understandable. I asked my uncle if he could pick me up (which I had avoided doing earlier because he’s so busy and I didn’t want to burden him) and he agreed to, but unfortunately…his car broke down! Or he got into an accident, I can’t remember. Either way, he wouldn’t be able to pick me up. So I had to drag my luggage over to a taxi and pay $65 to go back to my apartment. Cool…well, there’s nothing I or anyone else could have done about it, so it was fine, it’s just frustrating having to pay that much money when it could have been avoided. If only I were more popular! Ha, just kidding, sort of.
Anyways, now I’m back at the apartment, it smells normal for once. Wahoo. I’m going to start unpacking.
Rain
Spent a good amount of time with my family and a good amount of time with my friends tonight.
It was a cold, windy, and rainy day. Nothing too out of the ordinary for Washington. My day consisted of Vietnamese food, packing, Starbucks, California Pizza Kitchen, fondue, laughing, and love.
Had some great talks with my cousins. Every year at around this time, my family gets together to commemorate the loss of my uncle and grandmother. We had some very deep and heavy conversations about death and what our family has been through, some things I had never even realized because at the time, I was too young and/or naïve to really understand. Something else we noticed tonight:
March 6, 2010: I get into my car accident
March 8, 2004: my uncle passed away from pancreatic cancer
March 10, 2010: my other aunt and uncle’s house burns down
March 12, 2004: my grandma passed away
Interesting…and pretty eerie. Sometimes I completely forget the trauma and tragedy my family had to go through six years ago, and even though the events from this year are much less tragic, they are still pretty devastating…at least the house burning down is.
Luckily this somber topic was relieved by me going to Miko’s house to say goodbye to her before she had to leave for Greece, then I said bye to Tara, and then Robert and I went to Andrew Nguyen’s house for a party, where Markie, Amy, Clayton, Kei, and others were. So I got to spend some time with them and have a good, fun, carefree last night in Bellevue before returning back to Orange.
I love my family and friends so much.
