Oh....my....gosh! Today was sooooooo much fun. Today I went to school, did my normal duty of working, and then after school, my friends Megan, Stephanie, Kaho and I went to the mall for 4 hours. It was a lot of fun. Then, Yunhee found us and we hung out in the food court for 1.5 hours and just talked. When 7:30pm came around, we all headed towards the movies to see "Horton Hears a Who". And boy it is a funny movie! I laughed so hard at it and I'm 15! When the movie finished, it was 9 o'clock and the next bus didn't come around for another 40 minutes so we stood in between the doors at the movies and just talked and goofed around. Stephanie, Kaho, Yunhee and I took the bus but Megan's Dad drove her home. I am now sleeping over at Yunhee's and its been a lot of fun so far. When we got here, I used her bathroom while she cleaned up her supposedly messy room. When we settled in, we talked about my visit in Korea for my birthday that is coming up and then she pulled out a bag of pens and told me to pick some of them to have! I'm sooo happy and proud that I know officially own something Korean. Haha. Then we straightened each other's hair and did make-up and pictures.
I love these girls to death and I am so glad to be their friend. I'm honoured that I can call them friends.
}Y{- Nichelle
A simple daily routine performed as usual...
from the daily 6am till 10pm...
damn tired...but for a normal life....
it's considered as a happie 1..
(10/4/2008)
precious every moment~
已經有一段時間沒有再寫日誌, 雖然我知道它的功效, 但一直以來我也沒有這份毅力, 這不正是我的性格嗎 ? 做事沒有恆心, 三分鐘熱度.�
說說近況吧, 去年年底，我已經接受浸禮，正式成為教會的一份子，也開始了新的事奉崗位．剛剛過去的３月， 我和舊中學同學去了張家界鳳山市自助旅行，這是我第一次在中國的自助旅行，過程也有喜有悲．
而最近的這兩個星期， 情緒不是十分隱定, 常常會有負面思想, 樣樣事都提不起勁, 我知道這樣下去不是辨法, 但又可以怎麼辦?我己經很努力地學習改變，學習積極思想，學習與負面思想抗衡，但羅馬不是一天可以建成，我需要忍耐， 期望未來可以更好．
Back now. Pathetic supper, though.
Aha. Back to my absolutely horrible day. First off I had Bio and French. Is that even allowed??? Ghastly. My bio teacher hates us all. Not that I blame her. Everyone hates us. Last year the graduating class nearly killed us, the found us so annoying. It's not me and my friends. We're not saints, but we really are the better behaved students. Not bragging. It's true. One teacher once told our class at large that we made her reconsider her teaching job. High praise, no? It makes being a part of our class very interesting. Next we had Band (we did nothing, and I wasn't allowed to sleep), History (kill me NOW) and Gym (at least we're doing pyramids, and not something that requires real work). And then there was a bunch of minor things, which I won't bother putting down here. I have a slightly bigger issue on my mind.
What has been bugging me a lot, a LOT lately is that my parents pressure me. A lot. It would be funny, but... it's NOT. There was the going to school thing. They know and I know that I have never had good stamina and a fairly weak immune system. The fact that I�got mono two�years ago and relapsed a few months later due to stress should say something. I acknowledge the fact that I have missed about... 7, 8 days due to illness this year. But I am having a HELL of a time going in to school sick. Ok, ok. I am complaining now and I know it. I will stop complaining-about being sick.
My parents. When I was little, I would be able to say without lying, sucking up, or hesitation that I loved them and that I would do practically anything they asked me to. Now it is nearly the complete opposite. The pressure is on, girl, and if you land a job anything short of a doctorate in SOMETHING, then you�will become nothing short of a pariah. I will be the one that people shake their heads over at family reunions (*cough cough GOSSIPFEST! cough cough*. Jeez, this cold just won't shake.). They will mourn in quiet voices the loss of my fine potential. AND I HATE IT. I don't want a doctorate in anything. Well, I wouldn't MIND being a pediatrician. But that is not by far my first choice. My first choice is a writer. Reading and writing are my life. Here's the catch: never, ever ever ever in a hundred thousand aeons would my parents even consider PRETENDING to let me be one. Why, they figure, would they pay much, MUCH money a year for private school if their shining star�wouldn't even get paid more than the average person with welfare?
I understand that, but only to a point. It is MY freaking life and I refuse to be chained to a profession that does not interest me. I already have their opinions of people who go into some form of writing as their major at university or otherwise. Once my brother Samuel told them of a friend of his who was going into that, and they looked at each other and said, "That is such a shame. He's such a smart boy." Another time, we were discussing what my brothers and I wanted to be when we grew up. Samuel said an engineer. My little brother David said something to do with computers. I said (foolishly) an authour. Oh, Meu Deus. Of all the things I could have said that would have been "safe," I chose the one that would win me the LOOKS. All of them looked at me as though I had said that my fiercest desire was to move to Antarctica with a seventy-year-old hermit to study penguin mating rituals. My mother said, "You're joking, right?" and in order to avoid serious trouble, I said "Of course!" and everyone had a good laugh at my expense. At least I'm good for something. But my mom turned to me and said something along the lines of "You're too smart to be an authour. You have so much potential. Only strange people become authours." Little does she know how strange I am. Those have ot been the first disparaging comments made about authours from my parents' mouths. I will not repeat more of them here. Just let it be known that right now, I am writing a book and screw them if they don't want me to.
And what's worse, as I have mentioned before, I am my parent's star performer. It's horrible. I have two brothers, both of whom are perfectly capable of doing�perfectly well in school. Due to the fact that they don't try at ALL, their marks are lower than mine. It is not that my parents have given up on them. It is just that they expect me to be the "successful" one of the children. Once, my older brother's average went from a 70 to a 75, I believe. They practically held a party. Good show, Sam! Keep up the good work! I, on the other hand, returned from school with a report card that stated that my overall average had dropped a half of a percent. I was actually SAT DOWN with my parents, and I got a LECTURE about how I have to get better and try harder and not get the few TV shows I do watch get in the way with my school work. All in all, they were very disappointed with my work, young lady.
I MEAN, WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!
Sigh. I will stop now. Meu Deus, this is longer than I intended. I will stop the complaining session with a song recommendation. Umm.... what's one I want to recommend? Hmmm...... how about:
Goo Goo Dolls: Better Days. INCREDIBLE! Also by GGD: Iris, Let Love In, and I think the other one is Stay With You.
I'll go now. Enjoy the music!
~Annabel
Subject: My Feelings (Part 1): Current Mood: � Disappointed������ Category: Life Time: 12:20 pm
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I really did jinx it, didn't I?
Today was HORRIBLE. I woke up at�2 am because I actually couldn't breathe. Really, my throat was completely and utterly blocked by some form of gooeyness, but I won't go into detail. I nearly suffocated and I was up until 5:30. Then my lovely parents came to wake me up at 6:30. And wouldn't let me stay home. Because God above knows that Annabel's greatest pleasure is skipping school unnecessarily. Ha! They gave me a choice (The quotation marks will be what is said, and the italic will be what is implied.). "You can stay home if you WANT, Annabel, but we will block the internet connection." You will forever be known as a shameful sloth whose greatest pleasure is feigning illness to play truant. Forget having us ever buy food for you again. "Or, you can go to school." And thus fulfill our fondest dreams and not force us to�send you to Guatemala so you can TRULY appreciate how lucky you are to have the pythagorean theorem shoved down your throat. Go, Anna, go! *chants* neu-ro-sur-geon, neu-ro-sur-geon.... Not to make light of a serious situation in third world countries. But honestly.
Oh, wait. It's supper time. I will continue my angstyness later. (I did warn you. Some days will be moody.)
Ch�re journal, hier soir folie qui m'a prise... je suis rester debout jusqu'� 4 heures du matin. Effectivement, j'ai fait plusieurs chose. Install� cin�ma 4d, regarder le dernier DVD du DVD triple de Mike Portnoy In Constant Motion... Tr�s bon DVD mais j'aurais aim� que celui parle plus du processus de cr�ation de Mike dans son groupe : Dream Theater. J'ai regarder aussi parmis 3 film un film je pourrais dire sp�cial... Le Secret... il parle d'une certaine lois d'attraction et de la visulation de nos objectifs... Cela m'a donner des id�es j'ai fait une feuille de visualisation sur mon frigo... j'y ai plac� ce que voulais de plus... un emplois comme designer dans une agence... ma propre agence... une cabane dans un bois... un studio de musique dans mon sous-sol... un corps en sant�... un enregistrement dans un studio... un travail de professeur dans 5 ou 6 ans... un clavier portatif zen... un laboratoire amateur dans ma cave...une mustang Shelby... un observatoire astronomique amateur dans ma cours... des spectacles de musique que je fait moi... a tr�s long terme une photo de L�onard de Vinci car je veux devenir comme lui un Polymath, un vol avec Virgin Galaxy...et a plus court terme... des moniteurs de r�f�rence de studio, des soulier de courses un maillot de running. Au del� de ces r�ves mat�riel je dois faire le tableau de mes r�ves plus �motif... et je dois aussi faire le tableau des choses dont je suis reconnaissant... On verra si cela marche... je vais essayer de visualiser mes r�ves pour les r�aliser. Par la suite � 0600 AM j'ai �t� d�jeuner � un restaurant fast food pr�s de chez moi... et quand je suis revenu j'ai envoyer une vigtaine de CV... je me suis coucher car je n 'en pouvais plus.... j'�tais trop fatiguer.... et me voil� ap�s avoir Ripper des films en podcast en traint d'�crire mon journal. Et bien bonne journ�e � tous. Et j'esp�re que vous �tes un peut joyeux.
it is raining wet damp,and this weekend cold 35 degrees,bummer no camping and fishing this weekend it means i have to stay home and clean up my mess.the good thing is the mushrooms will soon be out to hunt and the wildflowers are out and they are so pretty to look at,so im still gonna try to make it as good a weekend as possible,rent a movie,clean,maybe check out some cool websites and turn in those long overdue libiary books, i hope that your weekend plans go good as well,i havnt heard from family in s.c. for months,have heard from my girl in college, and my online buddies from around the world the cat is almost healed comepletly and is getting fat,if anyone comes up with any segestions for how to have fun for the weekend pleas let me knwo thanks
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