Soliloqui

[From: Reverie]

My domain is acting up. All other sites work fine; mine takes about 5 minutes to load a page. Oh well, all should be better by tomorrow.

I’ve started reading for pleasure now! Up until now, the closest I got to reading was that damned AP Euro textbook. I have rediscovered my love for reading and now I’m itching to write. I hate my style though. I’m used to describing a lot about nothing. I need substance. I’m so bad at that.
So, the book in the spotlight is The Second Summer of the Sisterhood by Ann Brashares. Her writing style is so easy to read, yet so comforting, descriptive, and real at the same time. The emotions that the characters experience are so real, I can practically relate to them all. The characters’ personalities are not cookie-cutter, carbon copies, or whatever cliche thing you can think of. It is so clear that the author understands that not everything is black and white. A character may tend to have certain traits; yet, she cannot be labeled because of the many overlaps and hypocrisies of life. All in all, it’s a great book with the realest situations and the realest people. I feel like I’m being told this story by a close friend. The book sort of brings me back down onto earth, and I realize that emotions can be explained, if not fully, at least partially on the dot. I also realize that I am not the only one who goes through these sorts of thoughts on life and unlikely predicaments.

I like playing violin. Even though I gave up practicing a while ago. Koppeis picks out nice music for MYO.

I clearly had more to say but I forget it all when it comes to typing it.

Christine @ 11:29:26 PM.

[From: Reverie]
[Note: Original entry had pictures, so writing may seem random and disjointed. They’re captions.]

I tend to ramble on and on when I talk to people I know well. It’s funny, because with strangers, you can hardly squeeze two words out of me. When I find myself rambling I just want to shut myself up. Gah.

Katrina and Patricia, family friends from Penn., came over for the weekend. Went shopping at Roosevelt and I, of course, bought the most out of everyone. I really am a shopaholic. Sunday went to Flushing for some good Taiwanese beef noodle soup. I could live off of that stuff and never get sick of it. Ah yes, and I could also live off of an IV dripping bubble tea directly into my blood stream (Andrew’s idea). Haha okay. I bought Christmas cards at Morning Glory and also a cell phone thingamabob which is really cute. It says “I love you!”

Fobby phone and fobby thingamabob. ‘I love you’ enlarged because it’s cute :]

And oh yes! Pandy now has boxers that I bought from Build-a-bear Workshop in the mall.

I don’t remember if ‘he’ is a guy or a girl.

Gangsta Pandy.

Haha

Snoopy’s not too shabby looking either =P

My stuffed animals look better in the hat than I do.

My attempt to escape homework has succeeded.

Christine @ 09:26:40 PM.

[From: Reverie]

What kind of Americans are we? Thanksgiving was fun. Of course, that’s always the case when we cousins get together =) Traveled to NJ yesterday. Took us 4 hours for a normally 2 hour drive. And all that talk about beating the Thanksgiving rush? Bullshit. Stuck in NYC for a good whole hour. It’s all good though. We ate dinner at a generic Chinese restaurant and had chicken, pork, beef, fish, lobster, etcetera. We didn’t even have Peking Duck, which is about as close to a turkey as this family can get to, apparently. Played Soul Calibur II, Super Monkey Ball, Mario Party 4, SSX Tricky nonstop. We watched some parts of CultureShock and Ryan’s performances and then got inspired to hiphop/break. Got about as far as a six-step. All in all, a fun time ended with dinner at a Vietnamese Restaurant.
I could do with some turkey and mashed potatoes now…

Christine @ 10:28:17 PM.