| This night is my second night sleeping in my new “home”. I quoted it because it is not yet a home, at least, so far. It is 1:08 in the midnight now. I can’t sleep because I keep cleaning the house. I’m so tired but keep working because I just can’t wait to have a new home of my own, not sharing with others. The apartment is new and of course expensive in the crowded Monterey Park. However, it’s big enough. We got some new piece of furniture in Ikea this week. Moreover, we are going to Ikea one more time this weekend. All of us just want to make it feels like home; as a result, we are spending money. My sister and I are thinking our room. I paid the study desk so that I can choose what color it can be. Of course, I decided it white. Moreover, my sister selected four red legs for the desk… At the very beginning, she said she goanna make our room black and white…As soon as she got home, she regretted that she did not purchase a red bookcase or four black desks’ legs. Yes, we got a black bookcase in our room. Before we were moving back from San Francisco, we threw away a lot of books. For this reason, there is some space to display some cosmetic on it. I just want my sister can come back home earlier tomorrow so that she can makes up her stuffs. Because my room is big, I am thinking that when Suki and Fish are visiting us, we have enough space for them. Little Tif wants to visit Suki and Fish and travels SF. We planned the trip this thanksgiving even though I am not sure I can save enough money. I am missing my friends there. Nevertheless, I want to have a walk in the city college of SF which is the first college in the U.S. I realize that I am always comparing city college SF to Elac. I am complaining the improvable system in Elac. However, I could never forget how harsh the SF college education is. I am calling my friends and inviting them to visit me. I am suck a bad girl that complaining the place/people when I living there but missing them after I left it. I am always thinking the convenience of going shopping in SF downtown. I was complaining that the food in SF is extremely expensive but tasted like shit. I am complaining to commute by cars here in LA. I was happy that I can go anywhere in SF with public transportation. I am complaining that the space of library in Elac is extremely scarce, but I am happy that I don’t have to stay in the library and attend workshops which are always required in SF. I am happy that I can stay in the clean, new, and quiet library the whole day if I need to, but I am hating that I always needed to stay in the library to finish my work or attend the required workshops which at least 15 hours the whole semester. I am such a weird person: comparing too much. I spend hours on my Asian American Study 003 papers this whole weekend. Eventually, I got full credit on my both bonus paper. However, I got the lowest score than any previous paper on the other homework paper; as a result, I have to make appointment with the instructor about revising it even though I do not want to… I just have to make sure everything goes smoothly; I do not want any surprising on my grade. Forgetting to bring the paper school, I canceled the tutor appointment in a result of waiting the soonest appointment on next Monday. I think I am doing well on the English class here so far. I showed my first essay to my instructor and she told me that she likes it. In order to get a higher grade on my essay, I decided to email her my second draft. What a bitch I am! I will hate the people who acting like me. Last week I just finished the first music test which I worried a lot; I do not know any about music. I also spend time on the test and made notes by myself. However, the strict instructor, who always yells people to turn off the cells or wakes up the sleeping student during class, declared that he is not going to return the test until next week which makes me sick, I can’t wait to know the result. I dropped the extremely boring history class even though all my friends told me that the instructor is an easier grader. When I said the class is boring, it means it is boring. It is all about religions. I can’t believe that he keeps asking students the similar questions each class, such as, “do you believe in god? Why or why not?” “What do believe you have a soul?” “Do you scare of death?” Each class we have a quiz. In addition, he gives us five words and we prepared the definition for the quiz. Actually, I do not know the vocabulary at all. When I said I don’t know the definitions, I mean I don’t know the meanings or definitions of the words. I met my counselor last week. I am happy that I almost finished my GE. I am so sad that I just begin my GE. DAMN! It is a long trip for me and little tif. We almost spend the whole day, twenty four hours, on planning our schedule. It’s OK tif, we done it together. Let me post some new pic of my home later. |
