| Hello World. I'm Duyen. Also, 16 and girl. Feb 24. Always love my best BudZ taoie, Kay, Neenee, and Lucy. The love interest is Kevin. Best hobbies: eating, sleeping, shopping, writing/reading, talking about nothing on and on. Have obsessions with dangley earrings, hugging Ngan's head, squirrels, turtles, penguins, singing like an idiot, and being crazy. I'm into Kpop (Asian music in general), punk/rock, sometimes have odd pop phases, and pretty much a lot. If you wanna stalk me or something, read old entries. In the archive. Or even older ones in my Xanga. You can Aim stalk me- ItsOmphie, but I may block you~ |
CHANGED LOCATIONS
{Tuesday, July 19, 2005} {04:27 p.m.} Pitas pissed me off. Changed my blog to http://omphie.blogspot.com/ until further notice. Lonely~ I'm so Lonely~ {Thursday, July 14, 2005} {03:48 p.m.} I'm at Upward Bound right now. Blah, I should be doing something constructive, but I'm not. Because I feel sorta bleh. And I'm tired. Gym was exhausting. I biked over 2.5 miles and last 75 calories (stupid bike machine).. Anyway. I miss home right now. I felt sorta lonely for the past two days. I miss Kevin. I miss my house. I miss the way I do things. I miss my sister and those other crazy people I live with. I miss someone to complain to, Mai tao. I miss my friends, Kay and Sue too. I miss someone to talk to. Blah. It doesn't help that I can't call to have reassurance for a bit. (reasons iare bc it's not that private and I only have like 5 minutes, etc etc etc.. people know) So. my class is doing okay. It's just saddening because we took a quiz today and I'm so confused on my results. We won't know what we got until Monday, at least. Unless she doesn't even tell us our grades on Monday. Today she called me a conflict theorist. hehehehe. I'm sociological now~! (Conflict theorist isn't someone who causes problems. They believe the world makes inequalities and conflicts) It's raining now. I can hear the thunder in the basment of this building. No windows. And later I'm going outside into the rain. I don't have an umbrella. :( Can someone pray for me? Ugh. Pray that I'm okay and don't get hurt by this rain and the weirdo world. Will go do homework now. Miss everyone. Miss Miss Miss, okay? <3 { No plugs } Some Cheap Perfume And Smeared Lipstick {Saturday, July 9, 2005} {10:53 p.m.} I hate stereotypes. I want to abolish them. Or I want the world to be exactly the same. Even if it means everyone will be boring and not exciting and not different. I know, I shouldn't care about those people. "Those who care don't matter, those who matter don't care." But.... I do care. Because those who matter connect with those who don't. And I just want to be accepted. I suppose that's my biggest weakness. Trying to be accepted constantly. Oh well. Anyway. I took a nap today. It felt good, because I'm sleeped deprived. I feel tired constantly and have a headache constantly. When I have a lack of sleep my eye does this weird thing, I get a double eye lid. It's never both eyes, only one. So I look like @.O. Sigh. And it makes me more tired. And life tires me. I feel like the world and everything in it is against me. (but that's just me being self-centered) I realized I'm extremely emotional. And sensitive. I don't care though. I was always sensitive. But never this emotional. Not publicly this emotional. --An hour later, after getting off the phone with Kevin then Mai tao.-- I wanna delete my archive because my old posts embarrass the hell out of me. I know this post will eventually embarrass me too. I wonder does anyone read posts from when I started this blog? I think it was back in October or so. And before that was Xanga. Which dates back to over two years. Which xanga REALLY embarrasses me, because it was when I used to be teenybopperish. I TyPeD LyKe DiS. lol. Remember people? I've been blogging since I was 14. Hm. Sorta sad. Sorta mad. Sorta happy. Sorta tired. Sorta confused. Sorta wanna give up. Sorta wanna just leave. Sorta wanna dance. Sorta wanna laugh. Sorta wanna sing. Really wanna sleep for a year so everything can go away. Edit// I found this awesome website. http://postsecret.blogspot.com/ ... It's really great. I love it. { Kevin (2x)} Out For Dim Sum {Sunday, July 3, 2005} {12:02 p.m.} It's July. Yay. Not really. Hmm Hmmm... I've been very mind boggled. I have a headache. STupid Tripod. Stupid bugs. It pisses me off to no end. But, because tripod is stupid, I was on a search and decided to try blogspot.. WELLLLL I like blogspot. But I may make someone @.@ because I screwed up tripod. I think I may move my blog to blogspot. I think it's a lot simpler than doing this Pitas. Once again, it all pisses me off to no end. :sigh: I wish I had a better computer. And I wish I knew FTP. If so, it would be a lot easier. So, you ask, how is UB? How is my third summer at this place? It's okay. I'm rooming with Alexis (who wakes up in the middle of the night to drink juice). It's sorta weird because we're suppose to room with a freshman who we dunno, but I'm rooming with a junior that I've known for three years. Ironically again, we've been in the same TC group for 3 years. But I don't mind. Anyway... I'm tired and sleepy. Even at home I'm getting up super early. Sleep at 12, wake at 8-9. I need more sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. At UB I sleep at 11, wake at 5:30. RAWR. I HAVE GYM!!!!!!!!!!! I'm furious!!! I thought that we'd have SAT prep class or something! UGHHH.. Well, I decided to propose a proposal (hehe) of having SAT prep time.. during gym class.. hahahahah. Woo me. But there's only like 5 people doing the Collge class (me, Alexis, Breanna, Morris, Adriana, anyone else? o.o). We're special bc we got a title called "Young Scholars" and we've got something like senior privileges. We have like 3 study halls, and we can travel by ourselves. Not yet though, in like a week, because the class didn't start yet.
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