I've been feeling horrible all this day, I think it's probably because my mom keeps on pushing me to go into accounting. *sigh*
I wish I had some chocolate around me now, I really need it. I was just in the middle of writing an essay and had no inspiration, so I logged on Gaia to journal. It helps to vent in this little journal. Writing things down tend to point out, to me, what is wrong with me. If I'm being too cynical, if I'm plain out stubborn or difficult, if I'm overthinking, and if I'm just acting like a total jerk. (I admit it, I am a total jerk sometimes.) Everyone has those moments, and I'm not perfect... though my efforts to fix myself is genuine, I swear... ! I'm always the one who prides herself on being decisive. My family takes forty minutes just to order, and I'm always the one who points at something on the menu and takes it. But with big decisions, I'm exactly like a Libra. I'm horrible at making decisions, and I never want to regret them. I've had decisions made for me my entire life, and I'm just following and going where the river takes me.
My grandma's visiting from Taiwan, and my whole family's together for the weekend! We went to a department store to buy a new chair, and we waited the entire afternoon for them to assemble an executive's chair. The guy told us it would only take fifteen minutes, but he kept on getting distracted with his coworkers. Then when we drove back to our house, we discovered that we had waited over an hour, it seemed, for the seat to be screwed on backwards. When we drove back, the store was closed. I think maybe we will go back tomorrow.
We went to a farmer's market and we bought a LOT of vegetables. It think it is because my grandmother's visiting, so my mother completely got caught away. We each had two heavy bags full of vegetables (between my grandmother, mother, sister, and myself). My sister told my mom, "Why can't we buy these carrots when we finish these other vegetables?" My mom replied, "These carrots are especially expensive because they're fresh! That means we can store them for a long time!" XD But if we're buying the carrots for their freshness, it defeats the purpose by storing them for a long time.
We drove my grandma around, and she wanted to see our old high school. We passed it on our way home. When you first approach the high school you will see a huge red brick wall with the mascot spray-painted on. There are tall metal gates... I never thought the campus was very nice, which makes sense because it was originally modeled after a prison. Cool fact, huh? The "bell" is more like a buzzer, something I was totally not used to when I was just a small ninth grader passing in from her middle school.
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Serene: To the General Public At Last
A few pieces of Ser's thoughts and life, which are carefully broken down from her life mosaic and preserved into this online journal. Read with care.
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