so yesterday, i had the worst morning i’ve ever had in any summer.
so there are three programs i attend.
mentor2college (m2c) at the nela center which is monday through wednesday from 9 AM – 12 PM and on thursdays, SOMETIMES 8 AM – 4 PM for college campus visits
youthventure (yv) at the nela center which is monday and wednesday from 1 – 3 PM
youthcan (yc) at the wlam which is tuesday through friday 1 – 5:30 PM
so basically, i go to every m2c and youthventure meeting and for youthcan, i go always on tuesdays and perhaps fridays?
well anyway, on sunday night, the day before youthventure’s first day, i was sleeping and ellie called me at 2 AM for SOME reason (because i hadn’t talked to him for a while) and so we talked for 2 hours; i slept for 3 hours till i woke up at 7:15. i THOUGHT that youthventure would start at 9 for some reason and left the house at like… 8:20.
ah wait. so haowie was gonna go out with shawn for the last time and she wanted me to cover her and come to my house in the morning for a bit. but i thought i had to go to the nela center. so i cancelled those plans with her. i also made plans with suzanne to go over youthcan stuff, so i planned to head to the museum at like 1.
and here is where everything gets fucked up. excuse my language. i was super pissed off.
so i know that i had to take a 48 bus, but for SOME fucking reason (i was listening to music and was distracted), i took a 7 (mistake 1). i realized my mistake and got off a several blocks BEFORE jackson (mistake 2). so i speed walked so i wouldn’t be late. i COULD have taken a 14 that was RIGHT there, but for SOME reason, i didn’t take it (mistake 3). so i walked up EFFING jackson street in the wind. and the wind was SOOO strong; dirt and other shit was getting in my eye.
and THENNNN i get to the center a bit early and no ones there. so i call people i know who should be there like mel. but NO ONE answers. so i go in anyway. and i ask them about the program. and one of the volunteers i’ve met before tells me that it usually starts at 1, so the program should start at one. i was trying to explain what i thought and my misunderstandings and whatever shit i was saying, but he was saying it started at 1. “but, blah blah blah”. and this fucking guy is a fucking nerd who goes to spu with plaid shirts and combed over hair and some seriously unfashionable glasses. AND HIS VOICE. oh my god. i wanted to stab him in the neck. and i was so adamant on getting to the place on time, too. i was seriously gonna start crying.
so afterwards, i called hao up to see if she still wanted to come over. but she wouldn’t pick up, which bugged me to NO end. i was super pissed off. and so i took a 48 home and walked up the damn hill i live on.
THEN, i wake ellie up because he kept me up. we talk a bit and he goes back to sleep (bastard) and hao finally picks up. yeah yeah. and then i head over to the museum to plan shit (which we do). and then, i head to the place.
(i don’t really remember this part) somehow, i walked up effing jackson again because the 14 bus didn’t come until 1:15 (i’d be late). so i walked up fucking jackson street twice that day while it was windy. but the program was fine.
played some knot themed icebreakers and some introduction. yeah, it was fun!
and today, yc was quite fun. it was SUPER organized compared to last year. and even though josh is an adultist, he is very organized. the snack was good (pudding and fruit tart, veggies and dip, mango tea) too!
HOWEVER. i damn miss the boater chinese people from last time, specially shen. he was soo cute, ah~! and they actually tried to contribute even though english was a huge barrier for us. but these freshmen/sophomore punks don’t do shit and they have horrible attitudes. harriet potter (code name, don’t mind it). i think i know why your glasses are broken in the middle like harry potter. it’s cuz someone couldn’t control their anger and fucking punched you in the face!!! *#0#_(@$ so, goddamn go to your other program and don’t let me see your stupid face and stupid glasses. FUCK YOU. but i got to laugh and get to know allan a bit more today. i’m glad and suzanne, allan, and myself are a lot more similar than i thought. 
on a positive note, here is an ‘i am’ poem i wrote at the yv day.
i am
i am a sketcher, not a painter
i wonder what my glasses prescription is
i hear this annoying guy with a squidward voice at school all the time
i see a mole of moles outside
i want to see so many things before they are gone
i am a sketcher, not a painter
i pretend that i’m in a giant wheat field with no bugs at all (impossible!)
i feel like i’m going to barf like that time in chem class
i touch a friend street cat that won’t bite or scratch
i worry that i’ll be painting my room forever
i cry for people who don’t believe anymore
i am a sketcher, not a painter
i understand that 2 + 2 = 4
i say that i’m a kid at heart
i dream that my school is a bouncy toy
i try to understand where people come from
i hope that everything will work out
i am a sketcher, not a painter
YEAH!! hahaha so i filled in the blanks, basically. i didn’t think at all and everything i wrote was at the top of my head.
also, speaking about paint, i JUST finished taping everything. all we need to do now, is paint the stripes and touch em up. next project? flooring and painting one of the foyer walls (yeah, accent wall!)
anyway, still need to start on that homework. and art supplies are DAMN expensive. approximately 16 items on the recommended list. on amazon, it turned into like $70 (not bad). but shipping and handling!??!?!? OOWEE~ $70 turned into $130. that’s right. like double the amount! so, i shall just buy the high quality colored pencils and the rest will be purchased somewhere else. -.-
anyway, about 1100 words. later, douchebags. <3
BONUS: Eriot’s birthday
so i never knew how fun apples to apples was. i owned. the end.
the pasta salad was really good too. eriot lives in a cement block. he now has three stitches. the end.
2 Comments
07/11/2009 at 4:59 AM
so you had a bad day turned good?
07/11/2009 at 7:51 PM
i suppose…
HOW’S TAIWAN?! :O