NYAA.

I got home from New China Buffet (i think that's the name) about two hours ago and I still feel like all my organs are on the verge of explosion.  The oysters weren't as good as I remembered, but I had a new-found appreciation for their overwhelmingly sexy sweet and sour chicken and ice cream (not at the same time, lol).  I left very satisfied, and on the way home my parents and I discussed baby names for pregnant Ed and pregnant Ducky.  So far on the list: Chippy, Poopy, and Mitzy. xd

Sunday was slightly heartbreaking because it was Father Rey's last day at St. Paul's Catholic Church before his transfer to another parish.  I've been going to St. Paul's since the week before Easter, and Fr. Rey is the first pastor I've ever had where I knew his name by heart. >_>.  I choked up a little when my family and I sat down and I saw that all the choirs from all the masses got together for Fr. Rey's last Sunday, but then I cried during his Homily and he talked about how God's gifts are treasures and every Sunday where all his sisters and brothers gathered with him was his treasure, and I died a little at the end of mass when he said, "I wish I could say some beautiful prayer for all of you, but I'm all out of words, so I'm going to sing a song insead." and belted out, "Let our prayer be our light."  After mass, everyone went to the Parish Hall for a party in Fr. Rey's honor, although he had to leave early for the 9:00 mass, and my dad gave him a hug, although I was too shy! D:

While I am significantly chubbier since my "stop getting fatter" New Year's Resolution, I really do think that I'm more in touch with my faith.  Fr. Rey was a big help in that, as although I tend to daze out during the Homily, some of the things that Fr. Rey said really revolutionized how I looked at mass and the Eucharist and church.  Since I started attending mass regularly at St. Paul's, I've started looking forward to the Eucharist ("The Eucharist is a miracle.") and I'm actually starting to get to know my fellow church-goers, unlike in Most Holy Trinity and Our Lady of Peace in San Jose.

There's this middle-aged Latino man that I highly admire that goes to church during the same mass that I do, who knows many of the hymns and all of the prayers by heart, and jumps to his feet or his knees during mass transitions before anyone else.  When Fr. Rey said his last goodbye, I saw people hug him because he had tears streaming down his face.  It is the most vivid memory I have of that Sunday.

And speaking about me getting chubbier, I'm finally exercising again. o__o  As lazy as I am, I have to admit that I feel very good about myself after a productive workout.  Go non-fatty!

And speaking about fatties, it was my 2.75 year anniversary with Phuc yesterday. XD  + it's his birthday this Friday, I'm so excited 

AND I AM SO INFATUATED WITH YU-GI-OH: THE ABRIDGED SERIES.  It's been such a while since I watched something that made me giggle until I teared up a little and had to cover my mouth because my parents kept asking me what was wrong.  It's a compilation of Yu-Gi-Oh episodes "condensed into four minutes" each and are dubbed by LittleKuriboh into a spoof that rips on 4Kids, the show itself, and Mai's breasts to the max -- "I'm here to kick ass and play cards, and I'm all out of ass!"  Maybe it's because I'm an ex-Yu-Gi-Oh fangirl, but I really really appreciate the humor. xd  I would now very enjoy this Yu-Gi-Oh!: The Abridged Series t-shirt and these buttons (HINT, HINT).  Cos the series tickles me pink.

Today's lesson: I really suck at HTML. T_T

you say goodbye, and i say hello

Bye for now!

Jesus Christ.

So it was my mom's last day of school today for a few months (until October) and she had a potluck, so yesterday she bought a five-pound bag of tortilla chips and three containers of six-layer dip from Costco.  Today, she came home with not only a four-pound opened bag of tortilla chips and two containers of six-layer dip, but two buckets of Macaroni Salad and a big plate of pancit and corn bread.  I am going to be eating chips all day long for a VERY long time.

I took my senior portraits on Tuesday, and it went surprisingly well.  Most of my time was spent waiting (since I only had the Yearbook Only package), and my photographer was probably the nicest man I have ever met.  Except he tripped over the wires and lights every two seconds.  Lol.  EXCEPT IN MY YEARBOOK PICTURES THERE'S THIS WEIRD STRAY HAIR ALL OVER THE PLACE.  I hope they edit it out out of pity.  >_>

I've had ALL of my summer homework lying on my computer desk over the last few days, and I'm yet to start any of it except for the novel with the weekly deadline.  And even so, I'm yet to start working on this week's deadline.  It's just so much funner to nap and watch The Simpsons on DVD.  wtf AP classes, stop being hard

I keep having really strange dreams lately, too.  I used to have an extremely consistent pattern of dream topics: open-stalled bathrooms, being late to class, being chased down by vicious murderers, shopping, and dying in car crashes. 

Now, last night, I had a dream about protecting a panda from aliens by using a gun that shot pandas.  And because pictures are fun:

GOD MILEY CYRUS MAKES ME FEEL SO UNFULFILLED WITH MY LIFE

Lame blog entry is lame.

KBYEFORNOW

Hiii.

Lol.  Throughout elementary school and middle school, my parents and I were very keen on getting a new backpack every school year, so as to make a good impression for the first few weeks of school.  But for the last three years, I had so much sentiment invested in the $8 Trans backpack I bought at the Levi store in the Fashion Outlet of Las Vegas in the summer before freshman year.  (I LOVE THE LAS VEGAS MALLS.)  But today, my parents and I were raiding Costco for samples and pizza and when we passed by the backpack section, I said, "Oh, those backpacks are cute."  So we bought one.  LUL. 

It IS a cute backpack and all, but it being from Costco translates into: everyone and their moms will have one come autumn.  Yet, I enjoy the security of when someone asks "who'z backpack iz diz" and someone else replies, "Oh, I recognize that backpack!  It belongs to dear Christa!" rather than "it belongs to every mofo that goes to costco dayum." And I will say, "yay." 
Yay. 

HOWEVER, HOW SHALL I PERSONALIZE MY COSTCO BACKPACK IN AN UN-LAME WAY?  Probably buttons and phone cells charms.  Even though, damn.  That's pretty lame.

I finally mustered the bravery to pick up the phone and schedule an appointment for my senior portraits.  I probably could have done it sooner, but it was my first time scheduling something over the phone and I was .. being quite a wussy. >_>  It took me two days to cope with the idea of calling, and I finally did today.

I'm financially lacking and would rather devote money into ALL the senior activities next year, so I'm only getting the minimum, basic yearbook package.  I could always just get some ghetto pictures from some photo booth in the mall or something or some cheaper picture studio instead of buying the gajillion dollar bronze/silver/gold packages. 

So I'm going to be taking my senior portraits on July 22nd at 4:45 p.m at the EG Prestige Seniors studio. (this is secretly a self-reminder, lmao).  ...GOD, I'M SO OLD.  D:

I hope I get into a satisfactory college.  Although, admittedly, I may just be content with Sac State.  Pew.  iuno what to major in if i go uc davis

so old
D:

do it for me, shampoo master!

Bye for now. >_>

DAMN, SON.

I made the US History and the English Language AP tests my biznatches!  I passed both tests with a 4; I was definitely delighted to read that mail.  Sweeeeet.

The recent heatwave should be declared illegal.  D:  I can't believe that tomorrow is going to be hotter than today.  wtf three-digit temperatures all week long.  *cries*  I had so much trouble getting a full night's sleep last night because of the heat, so I had to throw in a midday nap today. >_>.  I could definitely dig some central air conditioning.  T_T

MUST GET COLD SHOWER

lol short post

*gets the fudge out*

GOODNESS.

I LOVED WALL•E.  It is almost sinful how much I loved WALL•E.  I practically cheated on Phuc with that movie.  D: *just watched it today, ironically with Phuc*  I'm very into cute movies, and that was definitely a cute movie. >_<  What I loved, is that Phuc did that thing where the boy pretends to stretch and his hand just suddenly happens to coincidentally land on my shoulder and stay there. ... tee hee! 

Most of anything else I have to say is mostly geared towards the MapleStory server that Phuc made and I help manage, which none of you care about. xD  GOD, being the GameMaster for that game TRULY is like "having a hard, demanding job except you don't get paid."  The power is pretty amazing, though.  Lol.

Exciting news is that I woke up on Saturday morning to a voice mail from Joeve that the Annual Requierme Family Reunion was going on in Sacramento again, and that both Phuc and I were invited!  Phuc and I WAY overdressed for the occasion (damn MTHS school dances fogged my perception of semi-formal), but it was a lot of fun being around my childhood friends again and I ALWAYS love time that I can spend with Phuc!  ^^

WHY IS IT SO HOT.  AND WHY DOESN'T MY HOUSEHOLD HAVE COLD BEVERAGES OR ICE CREAM.  THIS IS BLASPHEMOUS.

*unleashes my rage upon the townspeople*

Btw, happy belated Independence Day, sonz.

when i go there, i'll go there with you

Bye for now!