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