Hiii.

Is it just me, or April has been an epically emo month?!  A lot of epically bad things have been happening to a LOT of people, myself not excluded.  I personally had a really rare rough time with Phuc a few weeks back (and i mean rare; our only real fight is when he didn't want to drink any water cos he was full but i made him cos he just took medicine), but we've definitely gotten through it now.  Thank God, there's been a sprinkling of epically wonderful stuff too, and at least it appears (for me at least) to be capping off a little bit recently; I've been able to spend a lot of time with Phuc this week, which I'm really thankful for.  Just in time for my semianniversary with Phuc on Monday!  :]

I started going to the rehearsals for Seussical this week, the school's spring musical, which was pretty fun.  I watched the whole play through yesterday (OMG YOU SHOULD GO, opening night may 2@@) and Phuc kept teasing me for how loudly I laugh at the jokes in the play.  I'm going to be Stage Manager for the sixth time (man if i don't win the Best Techie award next year i'm just gonna plotz), but it's going to be my first time being an active manager for a musical.  Phuc's going to be doing lights, so we're going to be backstage homies! :]

I've also been extremely spamming the Graffiti application on Facebook.  Here's some of my favorites that I've recently drawn there: [link], [link], and [link]. 

I'm craving some ice cream.

Today's picture:
ED AND HER BABIES.

can't keep me waiting forever

Bye for now!

Rawr.

Lately has been pretty nifty!

Lol.  So I didn't win those Bodies Revealed tickets that I madly desired from the STAR Incentive Raffle program thang at school, but I did win a nais free pizza.  At first I was a little bummed, but it turned out that my mom was secretly afraid of going to see a museum of bodies anyway, and she was REALLY excited to have some epic pizza up in the joint that is the Caneda house.  So I'm pretty content now.

THEN.  I got home after my AP US History study group, and there's KFC on the table (badass?!) and it tasted so good. ;_;  I love fried chicken.  While I was pigging out, my dad came up to me and let me know that our Siamese kitty, Ed, had three babies today!  I went out to the backyard to look at them, and they're all really itty bitty and sleepy.  They were probably smaller than the palm of my hand, but I was too shy to pick them up.  There are two tabby babies, one orange and one gray like Taco, and one black baby.    Ed hissed at us at first cos she thought we were gonna mess with her babies plus she's become a real diva since we got Chubby, Taco, and Ducky, but then she warmed back up to us and let us look at her babies and pet her.  Lol, and this whole time I just thought she was getting fat.

Also, I have this really horrible pet peeve with the ungodly ice cream trucks in this neighborhood that, for some reason, DRIVE REALLY FAST.  Last week, I had an experience of my mother, my neighbor, and myself all running out into our front yards and yelling for the ice cream man, but, going a healthy 30 miles an hour, he never turned back.   For the longest time, I have never ever caught the ice cream man, despite preparing a dollar on my computer table and having change laid out and ready on my bedroom dresser.  However, two days ago, I DOMINATED that ice cream man.  More like, someone else stopped him and I caught him while he was tending to another customer.  I didn't have enough money for my favorite, those popsicle characters with bubble gum eyes, but I had my chocolate sundae on a stick, and I was happy -- I finally caught the ice cream truck in time for paradise on a popsicle stick. 

Then, my two and a half year anniversary with Phuc is coming up in ten days!  Intense!  :O

Life is good. 

Today's Christa trivia: I LOVE FRIED CHICKEN.  LULULUL.

i pwn you like pretty hard and stuff right

Bye for now!

Meow.

Today, I came home and realized that I have had my car for a month without crashing it.  The two of us talked it over, and she and I decided to go steady as long as I don't total her in some crazed-out collision.  If all goes well, I'll be with her for a few years, through college and beyond.  (Yes, this will probably the closest I will get to a lesbian relationship.)  We kicked off our new commitment by me getting out the bucket and sponges and washing a car for the very first time.  I also got the closest thing to getting a tan in FOREVER with my hour in the sun.  My kitties gathered 'round to watch me wash the car, but I had to yell at them to stop them from playing with the suds cos I didn't want them to get sick. D:  I hope that my car and I are together for a long time!

I was kind of bummed out because I was going to go to school early and go to McDonald's a block away for breakfast and hang out with Phuc this morning.  Instead, I forgot to set my alarm last night! ono!  I was a little down until lunchtime because I was frustrated with me flaking on him when we were looking forward to it and everything. D:  Fortunately, Phuc always knows how to make me feel better, which is a mix of time, giggly, kissy, huggy, and cuddly. xD

I'm really craving some noodles but I don't want my blood pressure to skyrocket through the roof. o_o *cravecravecrave*

Lol I drew something on Facebook and thought I'd share (you don't need a facebook account to view it.. or at least you shouldn't, i tried it out myself o_o;): [link]

Today's lesson Christa trivia: I love love love messenger bags instead of using purses.  Forrealz.

last night i had that strange dream where everything was exactly as it seemed

Bye for now!

Maaaaaaaaaan.

SPYRO CAME IN THE MAIL TODAY.  Lol that means weeks without updating again! XD  I kid, I kid.  I think.  I played it for a few hours the other day, but I'm little uneasy with how much the gameplay changed.  All the good voice actors changed! D: *sadness plz*  I miss Tom Kenny.  Now Spyro is all whiny with a weird accent.  D;  It's still fun, though.  I'm just very anti-change.  *plans to play after i update lmao*

I thought Idol Gives Back last night was fun, even though I was asleep for half an hour of it.  If anyone from San Jose remembers, I used to be a really active, loyal advocate of ONE.org for spreading awareness to end poverty in Africa.  Back in The Age of Determination and Ambition, lol.  Iuno, I lost my enthusiasm in spreading awareness once everyone else began to be pretty efficient at it, like American Idol omg.  It was a very I'm Not Needed Anymore situation, mixed with me losing my naiveté and empathy. D; 

Idol Gives Back brought back some memories, though. 

Printing out those awareness papers and taping them on teachers' doors, handing them out with ONE bands to my classmates and having the majority of an English GATE class having their papers displayed in the fronts of their binders.  Sitting with Joeve in the rain and crying as we snapped our fingers every three seconds.  It was all pretty intense.  Go, Magical Christa with Ambition, go!  I would almost call it all preachy, although looking back, I really did feel for the children dying in Africa.  I really did cry for the people dying from AIDS everyday.  Still, maybe I was preachy, maybe.  But I really did feel that ONE band resonating with the passion that I felt for Africa.

I really fail now, though, compared to the bright and shiny optimist of middle school.  D;  Rather than major empathy, I'm very, "MAN, that hella sucks! D:" when I hear terrible news on FOX40 at 10 p.m.  And I used to cry at the charred remains of forest fires.  I haven't lost all feeling, mind you, but reading some of my old Xanga entries is a little inspiring.  "If I ever lose my trust in people, then please... just shoot me."  And I said that after a 35-year-old man with a thick Spanish accent hit on me, asked me for my telephone number, and offered to walk me home: "I just want to be friends!"  That's some resilience in the natural goodness of people, I'll say that much.

But I don't wear my ONE band very much anymore, because I don't cry when I read the articles in Time Magazine about the impoverished children in Africa.  I don't have posters lining my entire bedroom wall about G8, Live Aid, Bono, and Sir Bob Gedolf.  It was Dr. King that said, "Shallow understanding
from
people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill
will."  I stopped because I couldn't promise the same passion that I used to hold, I didn't want to wear the symbol of a cause that I now felt lukewarm towards.  I didn't want to mark that I have stopped for the trivial reason of being displaced in spreading awareness by the likes of G8 and American Idol.  I mean, that never stopped the people that donated more than $18 million last night to 1-877-IDOL-AID.

Well, I don't have that many friends to spread awareness to anyway, so I think I'll manage.  gg!

Mind you, I don't find myself as a horrible, god-forsaken devil spawn for losing my enthusiasm for Making Poverty History.  There are other aspects of life that I hold passion for, but I find it
unfortunate that passing out posters, ONE bands, and donating funds
became a regular, typical teenage phase.  But sometimes I just find myself admiring people with cheery optimism towards life and with sincere care, devotion, and empathy for the people around them.  Even if that happens to be the younger version of myself.  And consequently, I miss her sometimes.

I planned to blog about my cats today and this all spilled out as I mentioned Idol Gives Back.  Can you imagine?  >_>;

Writing this all inspires me to do some community service, though.  Lol.

Btw, Topher Grace is insanely buff in Spider-Man 3, it really surprised me.  It's hard to imagine him being someone besides lanky Eric Foreman.  lol

KBYE

Meowww.

It's after midnight, but I have the April 6th mentality still goin' on.  pew pew!

I have finally stopped being UTTERLY confused by Facebook, and as a result, I chilled there practically all day.  Nix the awesome South Park marathon and actually finally getting some of my deviantART commissions done. >_>  gg lineart only tho

I had a really epic buffet breakfast at Thunder Valley yesterday morning for observation of my grandma's birthday this Tuesday, and I can't get over how full I was.  I didn't eat for the rest of the day, and I wasn't hungry again until ~4 p.m. today.  >_>;  What I did like was that before I left the buffet, I got an ice cream cone at the desserts section.  For an hour, people came up to me asking where I got the ice cream cone, and I replied, "BUFFET FOOL!"  Okay, it was a lot more polite than that, but yea.  I was secretly proud.

Because we love all things mundane, although this was for some reason kind of big for me, I tried curling my hair on Friday morning because every now and then I like playing dress up (i mean wut), and before I could take them out it was time for school.   Phuc liked it, which made me have that schoolgirl giggle like I tend to have whenever I'm around him.  I was earnestly really happy that he thought I looked pretty.  Mind you, Phuc always assures me that I'm beautiful, like the sweet pudding pie that he is, but I not-so-secretly wish that I could be prettier for him, in that normal insecure girl way.  Ix-nay on not having PE anymore making me chub up something epic, lol.  I'M WORKIN ON ITTT.  *chubba chubba* >___>  I'd like to say that I'm going to curl my hair more often, but I really really really like to sleep until the latest minute possible before school.  ._.  *usually slaps on some gel, combs, and runs away*

My dad won an eBay auction for Sypro: A Hero's Tail, so I'm pretty psyched out.  >_____>  I love Spyro!  OMG!  I'm so excited for it to come in.  Then it's back to not updating my Xanga or checking my e-mail or going on AIM, lmao. 

Today's lesson environmentalist tip from Seventeen Magazine: Recycling one aluminum can saves enough enerygy to power a TV for three hours.

i said what what in the butt?  you wanna do it in my butt, in my butt?  let's do it in the butt, ookayyy
ILU BUTTERS, OMG.  ILU.  .___.  ::hugs butters::

Bye for now!  :]

Wut up.

*hasn't been updating because of Spyro again*  I've gotten 100% in Spyro: Enter the Dragonfly so lololol.

*suddenly blocking on what to write even though the week's been pretty active*

Um.. I don't like the new Pizza Guys commercial very much.

OH.

It's fourth term now!  THANK GOD FOR THE END OF THIRD TERM, THANK YOU LAWD.  My classes are General Business (gavia's nice), Yearbook (doode third term of yearbook), Lunch With Phuc, Physics, and eww AP English.  Business is boring like the mickens, though. >_>  At least it's a break from the homework that AP US gave me.  Mr. Williams is scary as EVER.  He'd talk to my group, and as he walks away, my entire group except Phuc would stop holding our breaths.  It's pretty hardcore.  MICHELLE FEELS ME ON THIS.  D:

On Wednesday I went to Breaking Down the Walls, like a lot of people did xd, with Really Badass Stu as the guest speaker.  It was kind of about understanding everyone around me and really feeling like a community in my school, and that we're all more alike than we think.  It was really fun and upbeat for the first half, although the second half was pretty EXTREMELY emotional for a lot of people.  I learned a lot of things about the people around me, and realized that they've been through experiences that I could never imagine going through, and hope I never have to.  Losing a best friend, having friends addicted to drugs are beyond me.  I'm still speechless about that.  Those really struck a chord with me.  Hm.  I also "confessed" a few things myself, the kind where I hesitated for a lifetime before deciding to cross the line à la Freedom Writers.  It was a decision that definitely weighed more on the people around me needing to hear it more than I needed to pretend it never happened.  No one mentioned the things we learned in that cafeteria after that day.  But there was a tangible softening of tensions and a growth in intimacy between me and the people that I shared that day with.  Even though I'm naturally polite to people, Breaking Down the Walls gave me a feeling of sincerity and empathy that I haven't felt in years.  I'd love to feel that way towards the whole school, towards everyone, for the rest of my life.  I. LOVE. STU.  LOVE HIM.  LOVE HIM LOVE HIM LOVE HIM.  D:

Joeve and Daniel (Requierme, although wlu2 Pham) came up to Sacramento on Sunday to visit me, which I thought was REALLY awesome.  There's an extremely fail summary here. XD  That's also the essential bulk of it all, lmao.  I bought ice cream at Old Sacramento, and Phuc and I had a blast at the make-up store whose name I've already forgotten.  Phuc's way too pro at bowling because he scored over 100 on his second try when I was scoring like, 73.  D:  OH.  PHUC AND JOEVE AND DANIEL MADE ME DRINK REALLY SPICY SOUP AND NOW I HAVE TO KICK PHUC IN THE BALLS.  D:<  p.s. daniel drives psycho

Lol.  Usually people my age tend to ignore the invitation/interest letters that colleges send them, but Holy Names University is really getting under my skin.  o__o  Although when I think of Oakland, I think of riots and getting shot, lmao!  The only time I've crossed through Oakland, it was through the ghetto, so it's become my only memory of the area.  ohno  Goodness, would I die if I go to school in Oakland, you gaiz? >___>

Today's lesson picture to make my blog look more interesting than it really is:

Bummy Christa a-blowin' in the wind!

pain throws your heart to the ground; love turns the whole thing around

Bye for now!