Burning Chrome.

Posted 18 February 10 @ 23:19. Filed under Family, Ryan. 7 comments.

Title of a short story I had the pleasure of reading in my Literature of Science Fiction course earlier this quarter.

It’s been a while. I apologize for my on-off blogging. I just can’t seem to drag up enough energy to write new entries as often as I used to. Monthly seems to be doing it for me. I think

So… a few months ago Ryan said he was considering doing a one-month teaching internship thing in China during summer 2010. Last month Ryan told me he’d made his decision and was going. He had put in the application and everything. I was a bit upset, because he made up his mind two weeks before he told me… and didn’t tell me then. He waited. I honestly feel it would have been better to tell me right when he decided to go rather than wait. I mean, the results would have been the same. Me crying a lot. And yes, that did happen… I cried for ages in his arms, I couldn’t stop! The hell is wrong with me…

On the 13^th (five days ago) it was 9 months for us ♥ but because it was Chinese New Year’s Eve we couldn’t go out. So instead, he came over for family dinner with my parents, my douchebag older sister, and myself. I had drawn him a little something, a creation that I like to call Kittyfaces (or Retarded Kittyfaces, depending on what I’ve drawn), and he laughed and laughed because it was so cute but retarded at the same time

We celebrated Valentine’s on the 16^th rather than the 14^th, due to the holidays, but it was fine. After class we went to his house where we exchanged gifts. I got him a cute little octopus plush (inside joke) and a note on which I’d drawn another giant Kittyface X3. He got me a fluffy soft bear Pillow Pet! I love it so much &heart; I’ve named him Ryanbeaw! :3

So about my douchebag sister… well, Wednesday morning we got into a bit of a fistfight. She was demanding a hug from me, as she was flying home to Washington and I wouldn’t see her as I was going to school, but everyone in my family knows I’m not touchy-feely with family members except my mom. I said no three times and she wouldn’t shut up, so she took my phone and said she wouldn’t give it back unless I hugged her. So I kind of lost it, went over and put my knee in her ribs to try and get it back. Long story short, I punched her leg, she pushed me back and was choking me slightly before smacking me in the head.

Yeah, I regret not punching her in her ribs. Or her face. Which hurts more?

School’s been okay. Work’s been okay. Oh, and did I mention I’ve now given up horseback riding? Yes, I have, though I assure everyone it was a difficult choice to make—not that I had a choice.

Total earned from red envelopes: $237. Rawk.

Learn to read.

Posted 20 January 10 @ 23:49. Filed under School, Ryan. 5 comments.

I know this sounds horrible, but some people need to learn how to fucking read.

It’s a basic skill, right? You learn it in grade school. Maybe even before grade school, depending. You should be able to read efficiently and properly by the time you get to middle school, and certainly before entering university. Hell, I should hope you know how to read before you even graduate grade school.

Alas, it appears as though some people can’t even hold onto their ability to read.

In poetry class two days ago, a guy was doing a reading of Li-Young Lee’s “Persimmons.” It was a terrible ordeal to sit through. His idea of an emotional reading was delivering the lines in a monotone voice, with stunted pauses at every comma and period. It was ridiculously insipid.

Now, here’s the kicker: at one particular line, one that ended with a period, he recited it as a question.

Oh my fucking God.

I visibly winced, and I wanted to get up and slug him in the face. But violence isn’t proper in a classroom environment, know what I’m saying?

Anyways, all that aside, Ryan. I know, can’t I ever just shut up about him? Do I HAVE to mention him in every entry? Well, suck it up, mofos, it’s my blog (I love you all, you know that :3 )

So, as I was saying, things have been really good between us. We haven’t argued since… well, our last argument I’m still going about my usual business of playing mad, but I’m doing it less and less. It’s been wonderful we passed our 8-month mark on the 13^th, I’m still amazed…

Last year, this exact month, I didn’t expect to fall in love. I didn’t even expect to meet a guy I’d be interested in. Because… after being hurt all the time, year after year, by men, it takes a toll on a girl. And I do mean years, starting from 2005 till 2008. Four years, four guys, four different kinds of hurts.

Yeah, I guess I sound kind of slutty, what with the “a guy a year” thing…

Anyways, I’m just really happy right now especially because I’m so in love with someone who loves me for me ♥