My little cousin Denise was looking over my shoulder as I went on Facebook, and she naturally started to read the stuff she could read aloud. I stopped on my (fluff)friend to feed it, when she saw that the caption on it read, “I’m such a pimp”. She said, “How do you say that?” I replied, “Nothing, don’t read that”. All of a sudden, she started saying, “I’m such a pimp. A pimp! Pimp! Pimp!” (in a very fobbish accent mind you) Aren’t I so good at teaching children? XD

Congrats to my cute little cousin Evan on his Green belt. Almost to that first black belt!

Today, we were going to go to just enjoy a nice day out at the beach in White Rock. However, we ended up doing the complete opposite. Well, we got to White Rock. We just didn’t get to the beach. First of all, there was absolutely no parking. Evan and I were in Dom’s car, and we were literally going up and down residential areas and near the beach for a parking for about 20 minutes at least. When we finally found one (mind you, the two other cars had already found spaces), we walked for about 5 minutes down a steep hill. That was when we got a call to turn back, since we were now going to a picnic place near the US-CAN border (Peace Arch). It took us then about 7 minutes to walk back up, and all of us were huffing and puffing. It really was a steep hill. D: Even Evan was tired out (imagine that!).

When we got near the Duty Free place leading to Peace Arch, and was about to enter Duty Free (since that was where the two other cars were parked) we were stopped by this man, asking us if we were US-bound. We said no (of course) and he told us to turn back, since we could only go in if we were going to the US. Uh-oh! So the other two cars were pretty much stuck inside, with nowhere to go. No one had their passports or anything, so they were pretty much screwed. 3/5 of the kids were from the US/HK and didn’t have their parents, so they got a lot of hassle. The two HK kids had to write their names in Chinese and English, and the rest were questioned like heck. They pretty much had to wait and talk to officials for about an hour.

Evan, Dom, and I just left to Richmond and went to eat Wonton. I mean, there was no point in waiting there for them since there weren’t any places to eat. XD We were going 124 (not sure if this is km or miles… if in miles, it would only be 77 mph, but it felt a little faster than that) on the highway (yay~), and that was an incredibly quick way to get home. We then went to the golf shop (saw an old guy in a bight purple shirt), then got boba drinks (cantaloupe is incredibly good), then went home. We were so full when we got home, XD. How lucky were we to have gone home so early?

At the end of the day, GREEN TEA ICECREAM <3

I’m pretty sure we’re not going back there again. Dom looked so pissed off when we were going home. My advice? READ SIGNS. There was actually a sign right next to the entrace that said, “US BOUND TRAFFIC ONLY”. It’s true when they say women are bad drivers. XD

Plan for tomorrow? DARK KNIGHT. Reviews pending. :]

And did I mention how cool stick shifts are? I don’t know, but I think they’re so much cooler than automatics. I want to learn stick shift one day. It’d probably take me about 212983 years to learn though. XP

I’m serious. I have come to absolutely hate kids. They’re loud, annoying, and lots and lots of trouble. If they don’t get you with their complaining, they’ll get you with their crying.

So we went to this inside playground thing again today with lots of inflatable castles and courses. The fun I had since the age limit was 12 (Darn, missed it by four years)! Instead of playing, I borrowed Get Smarter by Seymour Schulich from Dominic and finished it (296 pages). That left Vanessa (12), Evan (10), Sharon (9?), Esmond (8), and Denise (6) to play. Like all the little kids in the world, little Denise wanted to play with the older kids, while the older kids (the big four) ran away from her and picked on her. About ever 10 minutes, she would come back to us (Aunt Kelly and I), crying and saying that the big four were picking on her. She could have just played alone or found some other kids to play with (There were like, 100 kids in there…seriously.), yet she insisted on playing with them, even though they didn’t want to. There was a point in time that one of the staff had to step in and help Denise because Esmond and Evan were kicking her head. I’m serious. Kids are just complete trouble.

Some things I found today:
1. People always have a tendency to stick with an “older crowd”. Kids always want to play with the older kids, even though the older kids don’t want to play with the younger kids. It’s a never-ending cycle. XD Like how all the little kids want to play with me, even though I just want to be left with my computer and homework. Like how Denise sticks with the older kids, even though they hate her guts. It’s fun to watch, really.

2. Get Smarter is a very interesting book. Quite a bit of good advice that we already know, but have to be reminded of. Truthfully, half of the stuff did not apply to me. Seriously, I don’t care for business, investments, stocks, or any of that stuff. The stuff on dealing with people and how to keep good relationships and how to be a good leader was pretty good though. I might actually start using some of those tips. Maybe I’ll appear to be less of a “bitch” to some people. Anyways, I should read more stuff like this. (But seriously, are business books the only kind of books Dom has?.. Kind of sad. Not to mention how he has not read any of them after purchasing them for such a high price ($29.95 for a “slightly-less-than-300pages” book with big print?).

And that reminds me:
1. Evan was doing an impression of Dominic and his computer/work obsession yesterday (hair and all!). It was really amusing. Even Dom laughed when we showed him – complaining how he “doesn’t move as much”. I’ll upload on youtube sometime. :]

I’m so fucking pissed off right now.  She’s the WORST person to be telling someone else what to do, yet she’s doing it. Having her older than someone else is bad for her. She seems to think that just because she’s a little older, she can order people around and yell at them for no reason. Little kids are just little kids. They like to play around and be annoying. That’s totally normal. She was EXACTLY like that just a few years before. Yet, she takes it so fucking seriously. God, why can’t she just let it go and let the little one have her way sometime? She’s so spoiled. She also keeps saying that “older kids are in charge” and since she’s four years younger than me, she should listen to me. Yet, whenever I ask her to help the little ones or help Grandma around, she gives me her bratty attitude and says, “you’re older, so you should be taking care of them” while I’M ALREADY FUCKING BUSY HELPING SOMEONE ELSE. Oh, and don’t get me started on our sleeping arrangement. She’s so fucking crazy when she sleeps. She rolls around so much and takes up all the space and blankets. Not to mention the fact that she punches people in her sleep. (I’ve been punched about three times – no kidding) When I ask her to move over, guess what she says? “Deal with it. Go sleep on the floor or something” Seriously, wth is wrong with kids these days. I’m the one helping her with her homework, and that’s her thanks to me? By being an ass and not helping kids six years younger than her. She doesn’t deserve to be living the way she is right now. I would hope that she fails another year of pre-algebra, but I’m nice enough to not hope that.

PS. Sorry for the cursing in this post, but I’ve pretty much reached my limit when it comes to Vanessa.

So apparently, I’m going to Winter Formal afterall! That kid has serious problems. Enough said.

So Saturday, I got dragged around the Ontario Mills outlet, watching my little cousin buy stuff from Abercrombie and all these stores that you would never expect a little 11 year-old girl to be buying from. Expensive too! The clearance rack was about $24+ so I don’t consider it very clearancy.

After that, we went to the covina library to check out my biography, which is by the way, 400+ pages. I’m writing my report on Charlotte Brontë. I love Jane Eyre and decided to write about her since her life seems to tragic. The bad thing about choosing her is that I’ll have to wear my bonnet and wear a skirt to school the day of presentation. Did I mention that this was the report that got me a B in Bryant’s class? So I hate doing biographies.
And for those who don’t know, the Covina Library is closing down this October because of insufficient funds. That has gotten me really depressed. I hate the West Covina Library so if the Covina Library closes, I’ll have to go there. The people there are just ew.

After that, we went to the Arcadia Badminton Club. My cousin and I just hung out there for about 4 hours and watched people play as well as playing a few games ourselves. The people there are just WOW. I was watching them play, and they are so pro. My uncle was playing with the kids too and man, they’re really good. From what I know, the practice about 4-6 hours a day. I can’t imagine playing 4-6 hours a day. After about three hours, my right arm started to cramp from hitting the stupid birdy, XD. Oh, and for those who don’t know, I don’t play badminton. I don’t have the hand-eye coordination for it. Seriously, 5/6 serves, I won’t be able to even serve because I can’t see where the birdy is. I know, lame. :[ I got better as I started playing more though. I pwned Vanessa. ;DD

They’re the times when you’re allowed to stay home, watch TV all day, and just goof around, right? Not really. This year, the stupid teachers gave us so many assignments and projects, especially stupid Bryant with his book! We seriously have no time to enjoy our break this year. I really wish I could go back in time and kill them off or implant a chip in their brain that tells them to not give their students homework. Truthfully, I have nothing else to do, but I’d rather be sleeping 16 hours a day rather than working on homework, even though sleeping doesn’t do me any good besides getting rid of some of my panda eyes. So anyways, I’ve been working on homework for the past three days, and I haven’t gotten much done. I finished Animal Farm, but that was about it! I haven’t been in the mood to do anything but to talk to people on AIM. Life should just kill itself or get a makeover.

So today I went to my uncle’s house to eat some sort of weird dinner (Christmas Eve dinner? We never had that sort of thing before though) and I opened the present I got from them. I opened the wrapping to see this baby blue Tiffany & Co. box, so I was expecting something expensive. When I opened the box, I found some weird monkey keychain and a $25 giftcard to CVS. I must say, I was a bit dissapointed, but at least now I can get my two ankle braces and perhaps a shin brace too? That’ll be fun.

Friday was the opening of National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets (is that right? I don’t remember, it’s been three days, okay?!). I went with Chase, Carlo, Henry, Melissa, and a whole mess of people. Supposedly, the trumpet section invited themselves along. They’re a weird group. Well, there was certainly a lot of drama and sorts going on that I don’t even get how it happened, but the rest of the time was fun. The movie wasn’t all that great, but the time before and after was really fun. So I finally got to see Chase’s house! It’s really pretty, lots of windows and christmas lights. Chase looked like some creep walking toward our car ’cause he wore all black and we couldn’t see him. We need to get him a yellow relfecting jacket! XD Anyways, so we went to Edwards and hung around Barnes & Nobles in the manga section for awhile. After the movie, we went back to Barnes & Nobles with everyone where we met Noah! So supposedly, some guy was stalking him and we had some fun with that. I really didn’t get why the guy was stalking him, but it was fun.. I still don’t know why it was fun.

Ah, question of the week. Why is everyone going to Las Vegas but at different times? Michelle went for two days for some random reason, and Morgen went today for some random reason. Was Sarena and my aunt the only people that went to go see the concert? Answers, pl0x.

So tommorrow, I’m going to go to my cousin’s cousin’s house for a christmas party. I haven’t seen those people in so long. I nearly forgot one of the kid’s names. At first, I thought it was David, then Kevin, then remembered he was named Vincent. I remember when he was still a little brat. I wonder how he is now? I’m sure he’s grown quite a lot since the last time I met him.

Well, I wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Years. I’ll probably post another post of my New Years Asprirations and crap, but yeah, I’ll do that sometime.

Happy Birthday Dominic! You’re finally achtundswanzig Jahre alt!
And I thought old people didn’t celebrate birthdays..

Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!
Hoch soll er leben!
Hoch soll er leben!
DREIIIII mal hoch! 

Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu!
-I don’t know the japanese song, sorry-

生日快樂!
-Too lazy to type out the song-

Okay Uncle Steven, as you can tell, I got really bored.
Here’s the surprise I promised. Use it on MSN if you want. ;D

To anyone reading this besides Uncle: inside joke. 0_____o;;