$430 poorer. thank you 21st century insurance :)

fog

makes my car really dirty. But then again, it was dirty to begin with.
I'm wearing pjs and a sweater to bed.
So long sweet summer.

enchanting

All I Really Need to Know I learned in Kindergarten
by Robert Fulghum

"Crayolas plus imagination (the ability to create images)- these make for happiness if you are a child. Amazing things, Crayolas. Some petroleum-based wax, some dye, a little binder- not much to them. Until you add the imagination. The Binney Company in Pennsylvania makes about two billion of these oleaginous sticks of pleasure every year and exports them to every country in the United Nations. Crayolas are one of the few things the human race has in common. That green-and-yellow box hasn't changed since 1937. In fact, the only change has been to rename the 'flesh' color 'peach'. That's a sign of progress.

The way I know about 'flesh' and 'peach' is that when I bought my godson his trainer set, I indulged myself. Bought my very own set of sixty-four. In the big four-section box with the sharpener built right in. Never had my own set before. Seems like I was always too young or too old to have one. While I was at it, I bought several sets. Got one for the kid's mother and father and explained it was theirs, not his.

What I noticed is that every adult or child I give a new set of Crayolas to goes a little funny. The kids smile, get a glazed look on their faces, pour the crayons out, and just look at them for a while. Then they go to work on the nearest flat surface and will draw anything you ask, just name it. The adults always get the most wonderful kind of sheepish smile on the faces- a mixture of delight and nostalgia and silliness. And they immediately start telling you about all their experiences with Crayolas. Their first box, using every color, breaking them, trying to get them in the box in order again, trying to use them in a bundle , putting them on hot things to see them melt, shaving them onto waxed paper and ironing them into stained glass windows, eating them, and on and on. If you want an interesting party sometime combine cocktails and a fresh box of Crayolas for everybody.

When you think about it, for sheer bulk there's more art done with Crayolas than with anything else. There must be billions of sheets of paper in every country in the world, in billions of boxes and closets and attics and cupboards, covered with billions of picture in crayon. The imagination of the human race poured out like a river. Ronald Regan and Mikhail Gorbachev used crayons, I bet. So did Fidel and the emperor of Japan and Rajiv Gandhi and Mrs.Thatcher and Mr. Mubarak and maybe even the ayatollah. And just about everybody else you care to name.

Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon A happiness weapon. A Beauty Bomb. And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one. It would explode high in the air- explode softly- and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air. Floating down to earth- boxes of Crayolas. And we wouldn't go cheap, either- not little boxes of eight. Boxes of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in. With silver and gold and copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest. And people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and cover the world with imagination.

Guess that sounds absurd, doesn't it? A bit dumb. Crazy and silly and weird. But I was reading in the paper today how much money the Russians and our Congress just set aside for weapons. And I think about what those weapons will do. And I'm not confused about what's weird and sill y and crazy and absurd. And I'm not confused about the lack of, or the need for, imagination in low or high places. Pass the crayons, please."

dare to dream

hot

I'm getting verrry tired of camps!

Try not to bum bum bum!
I love you.

I'm not sure if I like this whole bumming around business.

"I'll be monitoring your frequency"

ohh yeah, that's hot.

:)

baseball

makes me verrrry nervous.

smile

i feel like a

bum
bum
bum!

i need a nap

Simple as that.

I was going to get some work done, but I'm going to take a quick nap instead. Having free time freaks me out. Thank goodness the kids only have a week of break x]

Have a wonderfully safe weekend!

ahhhhhhhhhhhh

Ashley: When will you love me?
Me: When this inning is over.
Ashley: Who is Suzuki? Is it a car?!?!
me: uhhh. its that guy.

Me: If they lose, I won't love you anymore
Ashley: laughs

she thinks I'm kidding.

Ashley is BAD LUCK. :)
A's just scored.
4-4

and now im officially sad
4-5

It hurts to watch.

myspace

laaaagssss.

Me: What are you doing?
Huy: rolling . . .
Me: o..k..

My little brother lost all his baby fat. grrrrr


Angels are doing pretty well tonight. But then again, the A's are making a lot of mistakes and dropping a lot of balls.

thats what she said?

party's ovverr

I can finally sleep :)

good night ashley ;)

ily, ashley. :)

Hiiiii world, I'm Ashley, Khanh's favorite cousin in the WHOLE wide world. I'm going to write this whole blog on how important I am. I may sound conceited but, I'm not. So, today we went to go eat pho, just like every saturday after church. :D if you didn't know, Khanh and I go to vietnamese mass every satruday. Well, I'm 15, give me a cake on Novemeber 13. Khanh still owes parts of my Christmas present : pillow+blanket. I go to school right across from Khanh's but she never brings me food, even though I am constantly hungry. Apparently, some people think I'm anorexic, but I'm NOT. :D We're eating HELLO PANDA right now, while watching "JUST LIKE HEAVEN" with Reese Witherspoon. Oh wait, Khanh just changed the channel, we are now watching "JON AND KATE + 8" Khanh also has a nose strip on. She is rubbing/picking her nose. You must be my hero for reading until right now. Originally, Khanh didn't let me sleep over tonight, but I came anyways. Hmmm, I have nothing else to say. So, I will end it here. I'll write more soon, to whoever is reading. ^_____________^
bye bye.

make a wish

pollen check

I'm sneezing all over the place. darn these allergies.

camp

Camp this weekend. I'm tired already. haha.

2/24/09

Tina's VSA date auction

we were there just in case someone unfortunate looking
bids on her



never a decent picture

camp this weekend
lets pray it doesn't rain

I haven't thought about what I'm doing for lent
but I know I'm not going to do the whole
"i give up myspace/facebook/drinking/gambling/X-type of food/" deal
I want it to be more meaningful. more spiritual.
I want it to be something I can do, not just for lent, but throughout my journey.
I'll pray about it.


When you start to worry, pray about it.

hugs

me: What are you doing?
lily: I'm hugging you
me: why?
lily: because i love you

sometimes, it's the simple things that bring the greatest joys.

To find joy in simple things is something we so often lose as we get older. That's why I enjoy working with children. They find happiness in the simplest things. And I guess along the way, they remind me to appreciate the little things. So I guess that's my goal for this year. To appreciate what I have, especially the little things.

cough

there's an ant in my throat.



that is all.


I am determined to get up tomorrow to finish my work. But if, for whatever reason, I don't get up, you have permission to kick my butt.

halfway through the week

press on world, press on.

go away tom

Andrew's doing some school work, so instead of laying around and bumming while Hefty is working hard, I figured I could get some more work done. So I decided to do some edel reading/hw. I'm almost done. But I'm tired. So I'm going to head off to bed.

Last Friday, Andrew and I met up with Henry at Boiling Crab. My crawfish craving needed to be satisfied. And since it is, I won't be back for another year or two or three.

Andrew wasted a lot of ketchup.

I don't remember what happened Saturday. I had the kids make Valentines day cards for their parents. After mass, Andrew picked me up to go eat dinner. We wanted Carolinas, but it was crowded. DUH. So we went down to another Italian place on Chapman and something. haha. I don't remember what it was called. But it was good :)

Sunday, ugghhhh, Sunday. Let's just say I owe Andrew a fancy dinner. haha. I had to buy and new battery for my car, so there goes 80something friggin dollars. Andrew took like an hour and a half taking out my starter only to find out that it works perfectly fine. Thank you andrew :) I'm still not exactly sure what the problem was, but Andrew and his dad sure did save me a lot of money.

I made it to life night. Took pictures (I have become the unofficial photographer with my canon sd 850is hahaha). Some crazy asian lady stole theresa's phone. She came in asking where the bathroom was, came into the kitchen asking what we were doing, asked if she could have a cookie, took a cookie, left and came back again. UGH. crazy asian lady. Sean called her a "crazy vietnamese lady" , but I got defensive because she didn't look or sound vietnamese. hahaha. Anyways, we went back to the life house, and started to dig around. Apparently the lady used it to call and talk to somebody for 3 minutes. We called the number and he got really defensive. He said it was a home number and that he would ask around the house to see if anybody knew anything. He, of course, did not call back, so we called him, and of course the mother aasdfas didn't pick up. what has the world come to.

Anyways. Monday I did hw. played with lily and ben. took a few naps.

And today I did the same thing.

the end. good night. sorry for the typos.

OH OH OH!!
retreat pictures!

pudding fight. Ted got me good.


dorm number nine. These girls are amazing. period......


my group. white bunnies. haha. just the girls.


the whole friggin awesomely aweeeesome group.


Confirmation 2 February retreat.

ok. goodnight.

break

There's a CORE bbq at 2. Apparently, rain isn't going to stop us. I'm going to take a break from hw and eat if that's ok :) I need to go pick up some drinks.

my mom's making pho. It's been simmering since yesterday :) It's the perfect weather for pho.

I have much to blog about. But in the mean time, stay safe and warm.

thank you

Andrew :)

"Happy Unimaginative, Consumerist-Oriented, and Entirely Arbitrary, Manipulative and Shallow Interpretation of Romance Day!"

But I guess with the economy these day, Valentines day isnt so bad. So go ahead. spend some money! 

I use to love love love valentines day as a kid. (Not that I HATE valetines day now. I guess there's a history behind it that I do not remember and do not want to read about right now) I loved picking out the perfect valentines day card for my class. Making sure my friends get the prettier ones. Decorating our valetines day boxes in class. I remember I couldn't wait to get home to read the cards and eat the  massive amount of candy. And then jr.high and high school came. And that ended. haha. That's why I want to teach elementary. It's just more fun. Plus I'd rather work with the little kids than big kids I guess. But everyone's different. I know a couple of people who are terrified of kids and would rather work with the older ones. But in the end, all you need is patience and understanding when it comes to working with children. big or small. what the heck was i talking. valentines day. yes. Sorry. happy valetines day. Go spend some money. help our economy. haha. 

I have the symtoms of a cold. or the flu. But don't worry, I'm not sick :)

I've been drinking plenty of fluids, mainly warm lemonade-ish water. Because it helps with my throat. Plus its too cold for regular water. 

I'm watching dirty jobs. I should be preparing for my lesson though. I'm just waiting for this headache to go away. No ones home. i hope they dont get in n out for lunch again. I'm a little tired of burgers. haha. 

OK. i'm done. sorry for the bad grammar and puctuation. The bright screen is not helping with the headache. Stay warm! 

rain

I'm glad it's raining and all.
but does it have to be this weekend?

Stay safe and warm :)

sweet potato fries. yum.

I can't resist a mirror picture :) this particular one was at Laser Quest.

I'm trying to remember what happened last week. But nothing comes to mind. This past weekend went by too quick.

Gosh, it's already February.

I remember now.

Last Friday after school, I met up with Shilpa, Ricardo, and Jessica at Guppies. I was just craving the toast. But, like last time, I had to finish up the strawberries because no one wanted to finish it. I didnt want to waste strawberries :)


On Sunday, Bao, Huy, Ashley, my dad, and I went to Brandon&Tylers birthday party at Kaleidoscope. It was at the same place as last year; Laser Quest. two-story laser tagging. . .place. I SUCK. died every other 5 seconds. but whatever, it was fun.

Schools been easy breezy so far. I have my Tuesdays and Thursdays off again, which is nice.

I tried the sweet potato fries at school. It was goooood :) Not something I would eat everyday, but every once in a while would be nice. I hate spending money at school. I hate spending money on books. argg.

There's a confirmation 2 retreat this weekend. I'm more prepared this time around. . . I think.

I'm tired. good night.

sorry

I was going to blog. But I'm too darn tired.

Sleep well world.

happy thursday

It feels like a Friday for some reason. Maybe it's because school hasn't started for me yet. But it's a pretty cool feeling. Wouldn't it be nice if everyday felt like a Friday? Although it might be kind of depressing feeling like its Friday but knowing that it's not. I don't know. But I sure do like Fridays. . and Saturdays. . and Sunday mornings and afternoons.

If I was smart, I would probably engineer some kind of "gosh, today sure feels like Friday" pill. But then again, people would probably slack off and not get anything done. And like I said, feeling like it's Friday is a bit depressing when you know its not. I guess we'll never know.

Thank goodness school is starting soon.

I've been listening to Thee Makeout Party lately (Andrews friend got it for him), and I must say, they're pretty darn cool. So if you like cool music, you'll probably like them.

I need new music.
and records, please.
but I should probably save money for books.
Darn books. Darn parking permits. Darn gas.

My brothers and I went to Stater Brothers to buy snacks after dinner. Bao couldn't find anything, so we headed over to Walmart. We got some snacks, looked around for a little bit. Bao had a craving for Burger King french fries, and for some reason, there are not a lot of Burger Kings around this area, so we had to go to the one near the tutoring center; which is bit further than I would like to drive to buy french fries. But whatever. The french fries were good. And it's nice spending time with the bros.

My hair is getting longer :) yay

Good night and sorry for the typos.

well hello there

I'm sorry for neglecting you, my dearest blog. I'm a bit tired from work, so I'll have to keep it short until next time.

School is starting soon, which is a good thing I guess. I feel like a bum not having any work to do. But then again, I shouldn't complain. so I won't. sorry for complaining.

I signed on aim. It has been a while since I've been on aim.

khanh: you know. while you were gone. every time i passed by your motel. i would scream "shillllll-pa"

shilpa: LOLOLOL

shilpa: i could imagine u doing something like that too

shilpa: lolol

khanh: or every time i pass by an indian. i would say. "smells like shilpa!"

and I MEAN IT :)

OK. I'm going to fall asleep watching Jon and Kate plus 8. :)

I promise to blog as soon as possible :)
good night