Name:Sarah Country:United States State:California Birthday:9/29/1991 Gender:Female
Interests:choir!, volleyball!, badminton!. BOYS duh? people that work hard and care for their past, present, and future Expertise:well, um. being bipolar. haha, yea, i noticed it recently. :( Occupation:Student Industry:Other
No more daily vocab! At Bellarmine summer school (haha, I know, right? ;)) we've been learning about 50? words per week, so the load would be just too much! What's funny is how excited I get when I come across a newly-learned word in the Time magazine or Charles Dickens Great Expectations. It still takes a slight pause to remember the meaning though!
My summer so far...
Has been quite tranquil. I really enjoy spending my time not having to worry about rigorous routines, besides studying like crazy and Summer School. Did I mention that my summer school is at Bellarmine? Bell has such a nice, well-kept campus; it's the oldest high school in California! The cleaniness is just another example of the many differences between public and private schools. 3 stories high, the school seems such like a city school, which is what I've always wanted to experience. Something that was so coincidental was meeting all of my old acquaintances from volleyball tryouts, preschool, etc. It's so hilarious! I remember the first days of school, 'hey, that chick looks so much like this chick from when I was young...' "Alyssa? OH MY GOSH! How have you been?" haha.
My sister is back home after watching my CCC concert with one of my mainsqueezes, Paulina. She's planning to stay a few days to study (also like crazy) for her upcoming exam in august for medical students (Grey's Anatomy, anyone?). It's always fun when she's home. We even have a new topic to talk about! Her wedding is coming up! So that means preparing, planning, organizing... I'm the maid of honor. :) She wants her perfect wedding which includes bright colors, saris, mexican breeze, and a donkey. She claims that it will be the most untraditional wedding ever. "Haha", my parents chuckle nervously.
Just starting this summer, my "sisterhood" has been inspired by Ann Brashares' novel, Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants and decided to mail each other letters every week to tell each other what's been going on! It's just a creative notion that we decided would be fun. We're actually really close despite us all attending different schools all around the bay. I absolutely love it. Tracey's lucky, she's in Seattle, and not sending me my letter! haha. The rest of us are being boring and taking SAT classes and...studying like crazy. Nevertheless, there's always some summer romance/thrill/event that keeps us loving the easy livin` that comes during summertime. I even bought really pretty stationary! ( I had to repay my mom by washing her car)
Ahhh, so here comes the Crystal Children's Choir portion of my blog. Through all of the hard work and whining, i still have a deep passion for choir. I always have, but sometimes never revealed it. Many seniors this year graduating have always been in my image of "friends at choir" but now they are soon to be leaving for college. Another year has passed, another great set of singers leaving to make room for us underclassmen to take their spots, and memories will definitely be cherished. It hasn't really hit me yet how I won't be able to see Stanley's big built running around teasing me, always giving me some sort of goofy look, and know that his listening ear will never be there anymore. And Kevin's physics jokes. The others- with beautiful voices- will always be in remembrance, also. Italy, Newfoundland, Miami, etc. Their voices have guided me through the burdens of choir and pushed me to always try hard. Like every year, I'll miss their presence.
HOWEVER, I still have the limited 2 years left to enjoy and make it my best. I still have my close buddies that have been in 4th grade pictures with me when our choir went to Disneyland. All of our goofy-times are still there. Now it's just time for us to step up, laugh out loud, and take the reins!
Haha! We're so hilarious together. "So we finished talking about bras. Thongs, anyone?"
The accretion of weariness and ridicule steadily waned as she headed to her room to go to sleep.
Oh, not much going on today. Actually, I can't quite recall what happened because of a recent issue that popped up. I'm not much of an arguing person, at all. I prefer to deal with things in a formal matter, talking face to face to solve problems. If I have to be a tad rude or demanding in my argument, then I will be. At this point of my life (aka teenage years?) the problem with knowing everything that is surrounding you is problematic. Of course, I want to stay updated on important things, but if they are just bothersome and cause breakouts, then Whatever, I don't need to deal with it. I would like to solve all the problems in the world, but time and energy is precious nowadays, which especially shouldn't be wasted on such a ludicrous thing like this. Whatever happened that led to this not-so-awful crisis will only be a speed bump in my road to success.
Hopefully, people will get over it, realize that what they did was only such a minor issue, and maybe go back to normal. It's not such a biggie, I got better, funner things to do in life. Like...
EY, BEBE!
god, I hate that song, and especially when Henry, Merc, and Daniel are repeating over and over again. Haha! It was really fun today, but seriously, no more In-N-Out. :( I got to hang out with some of my main squeezes today and got the wind whipping my face and the too frequent "Ey, Bebe!" School's almost ending, and I finally was able to hang out with Henry! Yay. :) So tomorrow, another adventure, and smiles. Don't even think about the sour face and the "Whatever" stance that's adopted by so many. You have a happyness train to catch!
The subtle insult made by her fellow classmate proved very acerbic, even to the ones eavesdropping.
once again, I find myself browsing through Paulina's website, thinking, "why, blogging is so convenient!" The idea of keeping records of what you do on a daily basis really has an appeal to me now.
Yesterday was the final choir concert of the year at EVHS! There were definitely some rough times where arguments were being held sublimely during the 6th period class between me and the teacher. After, it was all worthwhile though. The audience was sparse; highly depressing, but isn't that what you get for not advertising and having a show on a monday night? hmph. I played alright, i made a few mistakes here and there, but I don't think the audience noticed.
I really miss the choir atmosphere at school. I made so many new friends last year, that are now in fffffith periodddd! and not being able to play for them was such a bummer. They sang "Ave Verum Corpus" which my choir sang too. It's such a beautiful song. The reason why I like being a part of school choir is, I guess, how it gives me an opportunity to do something that I have passion for, and be in a field in which I'm most comfortable in. To be appreciated. To be congratulated. Ever since I was little, as the asian norm, receiving compliments was always an accolade.
So on yesterday's agenda...
Before choir, I went out with one of my main squeezes, Johnny Do! Once again, fatefully, I forget my wallet. :( I hate it when I do! I owe that boy too much moolah. He also ordered 2 threadless shirts for me! My first 2! it's a milestone! :) (note: add that to milestone's) So we went to Jaammmbbaaa, one of our usual stops. (i just sneezed. is it really true that your heart stops when you sneeze? cause it sure felt like it. :( )
this fool didn't want to take a picture with me. :(
I got a mega mango from the 100% fruits category. It was nooottt good. It just tasted like OJ. So while waiting to perform onstage, I took some more pictures with some of my favorites.
haha, he's so funny! Sharnelle and Aileen were two of my bests last year in choir. :) reunioonn! And they're graduating this year. :(
The concert is over, excitement still rushing. In the midst of it all, more pictures!
Irvin wanted to be taller than me. :) This sucker really cheered me up after Kambeitz and I had our little rift. In seventh period, he would always give me a hug after I played for them the period prior and tell me that I played superbly. It really made my hour! okay, Day. I'm mean. :)
What can I say? I love most of my '07ers. :) The night is still young, eh? So after refreshing myself in the restroom, David, Michael, and I headed to...Macorni Grill! Another milestone because it was my first time there!
I got my first Shirley Temple in years! Oh, and these two kept playing with the crayons. What kids. :P They were also clever by telling our beautiful waitress that it was my birthday. But of course it was. I got a candle in my desert. :) You know, I found out how much more gullible I was? Michael pulled one of those "oh yea, gullible isn't in the dictionary anymore" and I straight out shout the imminent "Really?!" We laughed so hard, including me.
Shirley Temple!
I came home around 10 to find my mum ask "Did you have funnn?" with her dimpled smile. I felt guilty. :( But i mingled with my parents for a while, telling them about the concert and then headed to shower and plop in bed, pooped. hahah. Today, I forgot to put the leftover food in the refridgerator, so I went home with Paulina to come up with a plausible reason for having it. Other than that, it was such a fun day. I haven't hung out with them in forever! And now they're leaving. :( It's okay, we have the summer, right?
It's time to start writing again! Even though an audience would be appreciated, it's not necessary. :) I should start writing more for my sake, and for references to the future.
Aacquiensce.
(v.) to agree without protesting.
Knowing that my mum was going through the so called "menopause" stage of her life, I acquiensced when asked to help her to prepare dinner.
these new xanga goodies are so fun to play with!
It's a Saturday evening, and I definitely don't want to go to sleep. :( I have just been assigned by Paulina to sing and record a song for her? haha. That'll be fun. You know, it's hard to write anything with an absense of an epiphany. Currently, I'm in a bind of watching a movie (this late?) or looking through magazines that Paulina let me borrow. Mmm, i want some cereal. :)
So I was looking through teenVOGUE just the other day; it caught my attention through it's Harry Potter trio as their coverpeople. I looked through the article, and saw the picture, and immediately i thought "Damn, Rupert and Daniel are heart-stoppers!" Ohhh, they were dressed up so ..British, i loved it! haha. I swear, despite my idealistic "6 feet tall, taiwanese, buff, dimples, winsome" husband, I would sure love a Brit anyday. haha. "it's a bit odd, really." see? they even SOUND as good as they look. HA, i'm such a sucker. :)
whatta cutie! this was in the first movie. :) and then..BAM!
Who's complaining?
They're just so british! <3
Okay, so i've only dropped into London for 2 hours on my flight to Italy in December, but i got to at least experience real British accent instead of the lets-talk-with-british-accents with your friends. AND i got to use currency such as pounds, and euros. :) you had no idea how difficult it was to find the right price at the register. how embarassing. hahaha.
SO i guess i do have a lot to catch up on! I'll be excited to, once the mood transpires. Yay, my first blog in forever!
through the scabs and the burns and the soreness and the losing-of-my-voice, it's great. i learn so much from it and builds great character. Being CAPTAIN is hard, and pressuring. Sometimes it feels like i need to break down. What, fool, i'm as hard as a rock! :) I need to get through to my team and let them realize, it's not personal, i love each and everyone of them.
so uh. my birthday is coming up too. :)
perseverance.
the consistency and love of it all, makes us whole. the most important thing is, we are a family, a team of volleyball players that come together and learn from each other. Each pass, each Set, each Spike..trust. For all of us, it's our time to shine, to show how proud and victorious we really are. It is not a cynical game, it is not an optimistic one. To have heart, to have the will to play, makes coming out to the court worth each victory. Much of the time, i don't realize what i can do to bring my team up from a down; there are ways techniques that i have yet to develop, and i promise, team, I am here for you, 100%.
It's a circular road that i follow, that eventually leads to solitude.
There is a time in each relationship, where love is oblivious to the lover. I can understand that, as single individuals that have single decisions, we all make mistakes. It's okay, for we should be considerate of each other's thoughts, even if they collide with our own. I am not angry, I am not depressed, but I am not satisfied. Of course, i'm not satisfied, it's a constant phase that repeats unconsiously. I am less than content. content. once a mediocre word, over used and forgotten, but the truth.
"Believe those who are seeking the truth; doubt those who find it."
-Andre Gide
"Truth is generally the best vindication against slander."
-Abe Lincoln
cherish it and speak it.
To understand and rewind back to innocent laughter, this needs to be reciprocal. to be nice, is to be treated nice.
Who's complaining?
