juvenescence

I’m over at the Franklyn Public Library, which is sandwiched between a middle school and high school, doing some light research on Sacramento’s history for personal reasons (boredom and curiosity, I suppose). What made me think that lunchtime is the best time to drop by?

These teenage students are so awkward, obnoxious, and damn rackety with no manners for their elders (i.e. the Golden Girls librarian club).

WTF?!

Thank goodness for the great seating section for 18+ in the middle of the library. Although, it’s still too loud but that isn’t what’s bothering me. It’s the swarm of teenage girls chasing one another and teenage boys punching one another at a nearby table. I’m currently listening to a phone conversation in the corner of the library where a girl is whispering on her phone while a worried friend is caressing her hand. She’s making an appointment at Planned Parenthood. Classic.

I feel so old and perverted for being here.

Oh Laundry, how I loath you so.

I haven't done laundry in over a month. Alright. That sounds pretty disgusting. So what are the excuses for those that don't know me?

The list of very important information: 

1. I have a lot, a lot, a lot of clothes.
Being the same size for the past 10 years has really helped my growing clothing collection. I seriously re-wear everything I've had since middle school, high school and college. I also like to think that it's still fashionable, even if it's not. =(
2. This stack of laundry is actually at my parent's house.
I pretty much stay in between homes meaning that most of my laundry at the other place gets done by my boyfriend, who just loves laundry and vacuuming. pendajo. And yes, there's a lot of my clothes over there as well. Also, when I'm staying at my parent's place, I'm too busy smoozing and socializing (i.e. spending quality time) with my family that I don't have time to do so.  =/
3. I'm not a big fan of wasting electricity/water.

Being the eco-friendly-money-saving individual that I am, I just don't find it necessary to wash my clothes often if I can wear something else that's clean. This shows that I save a lot of money on the electricity bills, not like I pay it, but there are savings on the monthly bills! The boyfriend's place, not so much. He loves doing laundry and wasting water. We're total opposites. -__-;

4. I'm a busy, busy, busy person.
Seriously. I'm really busy. You should see the list of things I do in a week. I do a lot of work, intern, volunteer, run/jog, exercise (yes, this is different from running/jogging), appointments, events, errands, etc. In order to keep myself organized and get things done, I have to sit down every Sunday evening to plan out how the schedule will look like for the upcoming week, then I have to add appointments to the calendar on my phone so I won't forget. Seriously. I'm pretty f*cken busy to be dealing with laundry on a daily basis which is why I need to pen it in my monthly schedule in order for it to be done.

The photo? That's not even all of it. Don't judge me for my dirty laundry.

It's the 2nd day of rain here in Sacramento. At least I am able to wear my leather Sam Endleman boots before I put them away in a few weeks. Phone blogging 2 go

Damn Girl, you got junk in the trunk!

Photo by: Violet Tu-Tangy
Model: White Cheetah Cow Cow (aka CheetSkeet)
Location: Guest bedroom/Kitty litter room/computer-study room. Photo taken on the guest bed.
Title of Piece: Where my dinner, lazy human?

And people wonder why we are so hesitant to feed her... Now you know.

Reno Trip + my injured knee

My mini vacation to Reno, NV was both fun and painful. The trip started off with good food, perfect hotel room with a fantastic view, and great company. Although, at the end of the trip, I had hurt my right knee while snowboarding in 45 to 55 mph wind. Not fun at all. We all have stories from that terrible day.

If I were short on time and money for a vacation, I'd take another trip to Reno. Nothing wrong with getting away for a little while, especially with the great benefits the hotel was offering.

$400 for 2 nights in a suite with free snowboard rentals and lift tickets, promotional money for food, arcade, bowling, and so much more. Also, free drinks when you're playing the penny machines? I'd do it again.

Back to reality.

I feel like a total emotional wreck. A combination of laughing, crying, frustration and anger are seeping through my veins like rapid hot lava that just doesn't want to stop.

I want to punch something, yell at someone, tear off my socks. Okay, okay. The tearing off my socks thing is a bit over-the-top, but that's how extreme this is.

I just want to curl up in a ball and bawl my eyes out. No one ever understands. Even I don't understand.



I really wanted that dog.