my summer. foreal this time.

Hayyy everyone, whatupwhatup?
This will probably be a longass post that will bore you to pieces, but I suppose if you're already creeping on this, it won't be too painful. ;D!


JUNE:
Letseee, we got out of school on the 5th of June after what seemed like a decade, and then summer hit.
Truth be told, it wasn't that spectacular at first. I liked the idea of summer more than actual summer itself. Basically for the next 10 days I stayed home and slept hardXcore (like you have no idea), wasted time, went shoppangg, and got ready for TiP. (Talent Identification Program ftw)
TiP was on the 15th. It was at Duke University, and unlike the previous 3 years, I decided to go to East campus this time.
I didn't know like....anybody when I went, and it was toonnns more clique-y than West. Plus there was this obnoxious group of girls who had this fucking beat-up piñata from the year before (don't get me wrong, I rooove piñatas, but this shit was different. WAYYY different) that they basically DEIFIED and worshipped. (Its name was Tippy. Who the fuck names a piñata TIPPY. Personally, I decided to call it Titty. w00t.)

It's a long story, but let's just say they were OBSESSED with it. OBSESSED. Most of the campus hated it and wanted to burn/rip its head off/smash it to pieces, but they wanted to idk....keep it for their nightly rituals that probably involved some kind of orgy/love-making to the inanimate thing.
WHATTHEFACK, I know.

ANYWAYYY
TiP was pretty good, although I regretted I went to East just because there were a lot of Westies that I didn't know were going this year.

Plus fucking Swine Flu released its angry wrath at ahoohah, ONLY EAST CAMPUS, because I swear, that Tippy shit was cursed.

There were over 20 confirmed cases of SWAAAHHHN FLU, plus tons of other random people with the fever and sick, and after a while, they stopped testing for SWAHHHHN FLU. They just treated you for the symptoms. And quarantined you.

*in Borat voice* Great success! I was not sick. Although I had a minor cold for 2 days, it was all good.

I met some pretty groovy people, and reunited with some spiffytastic people too. My class was boss. The people in my class were boss.

I miss doing the time warp, singing American Pie while drenched in sweat, mandatory fun, my class, the people, watching "Tuts my Barreh" on Youtube over and over again, shouting out "YO TITTIES" and other korean vile words, and acting black.

Yuri, if you're reading this, here's your shout-out, bitch(:
Here's your shout-out Spencer. :D
Shout-out requests will be accepted from nao on.
You know you want to feel important ;]

JULY:

So TiP ended on the 4th of July. Term 2 had to be shut down cause of SWAAHHHN FLU. Sucks for them.

I came back, and once more, slept ridiculouslylylylylylylylyly, wasted even moar time, cause in 9 days, on July 15th, we'd be heading to Seattle & Vancouver.

On July 14th, I got my bottom braces off. It was not so exciting, since it was my second time. Stupid typically short and yellow and angry asian mother, forcing me to get bottom braces ONLY again.

July 15th was the start of a very interesting week.
We were heading up to the SEATAC airport, and once there, we'd be living at my mom's friend's daughter's apartment. Pheww that was a mouthful xD

Sounds perfectly fine, right?

....FALSE.

Originally, this trip was going to be OUR FAMILY only (AKA me, big sis, Mom, Dad), but my mom was talking to her friend, and her friend came up with the BRILLIANT idea that both she and her daughter would join us.

It didn't sound that painful, so I went with it.

HAHAHAH
Mannn, let's just say it was pathetic and my own MOM, even, personally decided we are never going on a damn family trip with them EVER again.

OKEYDOKEY, GOOD TRIP RULES!:

1. If you're going to go with another family, make sure they are the FUN type, or at least up for adventures. ESPECIALLY if you're going to the mountains, make sure they're not afraid of heights. *cough* >.> Lucky for us, my mom's friend and her daughter were boring. BORING.
(sidenote- lemme sum up her daughter for her. 25 years old, about 5 foot 4, looks like she's fucking YOUNGER than me, reminds me of a mouse, I swear, I wanted to punch her in the nose, doesn't know SHIT about Seattle, like where to eat, what places are fun, barely even any roads besides the ones around her apartment, weak as hell, even worse than a pushover, cause she has no social life, clung on to her mother, LITERALLY, she held on to her mom whenever she walked like a baby, had no opinion, no complaints, no praises. auugh, one word: PA-THE-TIC)

2. Make sure they're not CHEAP. Okay, there's a difference between THRIFTY and CHEAP. My family is super money-saving, like most asian families, no surprise there >.>, but THEY? They had the fucking NERVE to make us literally pay for EVERYTHING. So we had sushi, which btw, was THE shit<333, and my mom's friend was sitting there, flipping through the menu, going, "Oh, why is this so expensive?" (in Chinese, of course), because she thought she was going to pay. We ended up paying. ...That whore.

3. Make sure they have OPINIONS and are capable of figuring things out, and don't tag along, expecting you to do everything.

I don't remember when we got back, but AH DOO BUHLEEVE it was the 21st of July.

Up until now, I've just been chilling with my friends, wasting time again, being lame, practicing some violin now that my teacher is back from vacation, sitting on babies, finishing up summer work for Milton, uhhh the usual.



Oh, not to mention being a pimpette in charge of my man whore house.



AND I DID GET A NEW PHONE!




That's right. ooooh and ahhhh. 5 megapixel camera, bitches(; That's one less megapixel than my actual camera itself >.>

So yeahhh. I EXPECT YOU TO LEAVE A DAMN COMMENT ACKNOWLEDGING MY HARD WORK ON THIS POST.

Sankyoo.
Rove you all!
Kayruunnn ♥



(for all you non-Chinese people, that says 69. In Chinese. THIS GUY'S SHIRT SAID 69 IN CHINESE BAHAHAHAHAHA. I'm fairly sure he knew what it said, too (:. Please don't tell me I'm the only one who found this amusing.)