December 31, 2001

I DONT WANT ANY VIAGRA, GOD LEAVE ME ALOOONE!

*delete*

Oh well. Junk mail sure is. Annoying.

I don't know why I write here. Anyhoo. I felt weird last night. And I stayed up until 5 I think. Reading my web design book. It's really interesting, actually, except some things I know nothing about (cascading style sheets for one) but it's okay. The author talked a lot about the Requiem for a Dream site, which is totally screwed up. When I first went there I hadn't seen the movie yet and was totally confused. And then I saw the movie and, well, the site is still pretty screwed up but I'd love to make a site like that. It's pretty much a giant flash movie. Mm. Well.

..okay, I can't stand that site anymore. It's just freaky. Not as freaky as the movie I guess, but still. The website book I'm reading also has a quote from "Everything in its Right Place", that was pretty unexpected. The author introduced each chapter with a quote and they're all pretty different. Then it's like BOOM Radiohead, whoa.

...yeah. Um. Anyway! This is my last full day of freedom before school starts up again. Yeah.

I went to Treasure Island. My mum wanted to go and I needed some nylon string (well, didn't REALLY need it, just wanted it...when would I absolutely need nylon string?) and so I got...string. And some elastic string, hell, why not go a little crazy. TWO types of string. What am I gonna do with it? Eh, I dunno. Spiffy up the plain audiodregs shirt I don't wear much anyway. Make another bracelet I'll never wear. I just like making em really, don't feel like wearing em. It was kind of crowded, they were selling all their Christmas stuff and of course my mum and I pick the slowest line. It looked like the shortest...it WAS the shortest, and the other line was really long, but then it got...um, short and we were still standing there like idiots. So we finally moved. And I've got string. Victory is miiiine.

My mum was telling me stuff about my dad. Cos. Well, I wouldn't really know otherwise. Still know next-to-nothing in Chinese. Anyway, my grandma (all grandparents paternally speaking, since my maternal ones are D-E-A-D) is moving out of her old apartment. No wait, my dad wants to move her out into one of those Marriot places that takes care of old people. She thinks it's too much money, but my dad says "Oh no, money is no object." Okay, this is nice and all for your parents (my grandparents are extremely stingy, just like dad...or is it the other way around). It get's weirder though (in my opinion) because my grandpa, he wants to live with my uncle in Florida, but I mean...er, I wouldn't want my 80-something year old dad to live with me. So what my uncle wants to do I think is buy another house JUST for my grandpa. If you think it's weird that my grandpa and grandma don't live together, well it's not, I suppose they can't stand each other, but if I was either of them I wouldn't want to live with the other person either. So. It's been like that for ages, I mean my grandma has been living in the US for a long time and I think my grandpa is just now moving to the US permanently from Taiwan. But this is ridiculous, to get a house juts for him. And of course again, money is no object, right?

My dad is incredibly stingy I think. I mean, yeah, could be worse, but...neh, it's just weird. I think in his head, the younger you are the less deserving you are. Spend all your time and effort on the elders. It's also an "Asian" way of thinking. Not JUST asian, but..well. If you're Asian, you tell me. If my mum wasn't normal, I dunno what I'd do. Actually...I don't think my dad thinks my mum is deserving of anything either, which is why we only do "fun" stuff (like..uh, buying good chocolates) when he's not here. This is a totally screwed up way of thinking..er..like..um. Um. Nevermind, I don't think I've got the slightest idea what having a "normal" dad is like. Of course, it could be worse...

I think I just heard a robot speak German.

Oh well. My foot feels numb. My brother went out with friends to the mall. Fuuun. Actually, one of his friends, who brought a bunch of his friends. Mmh. This morning my brother put the giant Pikachu pillow he bought on me. He thought I didn't know it was there but I was awake the whole time. Eh. You'll notice things like giant pikachus sitting on you.

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