Day 02 – Your least favorite song
Numa Numa.. man. pmo.

music!

Although it's not totally meaningful, at least I'll stop my hiatus and finally write something every day!

Day 01 – Your favorite song
Day 02 – Your least favorite song
Day 03 – A song that makes you happy
Day 04 – A song that makes you sad
Day 05 – A song that reminds you of someone
Day 06 – A song that reminds you of somewhere
Day 07 – A song that reminds you of a certain event
Day 08 – A song that you know all the words to
Day 09 – A song that you can dance to
Day 10 – A song that makes you fall asleep
Day 11 – A song from your favorite band
Day 12 – A song from a band you hate
Day 13 – A song that is a guilty pleasure
Day 14 – A song that no one would expect you to love
Day 15 – A song that describes you
Day 16 – A song that you used to love but now hate
Day 17 – A song that you hear often on the radio
Day 18 – A song that you wish you heard on the radio
Day 19 – A song from your favorite album
Day 20 – A song that you listen to when you’re angry
Day 21 – A song that you listen to when you’re happy
Day 22 – A song that you listen to when you’re sad
Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding
Day 24 – A song that you want to play at your funeral
Day 25 – A song that makes you laugh
Day 26 – A song that you can play on an instrument
Day 27 – A song that you wish you could play
Day 28 – A song that makes you feel guilty
Day 29 – A song from your childhood
Day 30 – Your favorite song at this time last year


Day 01 – Favorite song: 
Be Be Your Love by Rachael Yamagata

fancier

blog site that allows for me to post pictures more easily: tumblr
moved to http://www.enjaprak.tumblr.com

College

Currently, acceptances/rejections/waitlists are basically affecting seniors' moods.
Me? I'm 70% sure I'm going out of state. Maybe I should've applied to more in-states? Maybe I shouldn't have put down a business major (heh)?  But oh well.

Accepted- Seattle University, Boston University, CSU Long Beach
Waitlisted- Pepperdine University, U of San Diego, Northeastern University, Southern Methodist University
Rejected- UC Irvine, UC Santa Barbara (-.-)
Waiting to hear back from- Syracuse University

Holy camoly. I have been waitlisted at a TON of schools! -___-
I want to get accepted into Syracuse. But my hopes are not up for that school. Only because I have a bad feeling about Syracuse and my being accepted into there. I don't know.

Boston University= SO EXCITING. I love love love love BU. Yeah, I haven't been there (yet) but I am just obsessed with that school. And being accepted into School of Management makes me even giddier.
Seattle University= Lots of financial aid! I would definitely not mind going here because I only applied to schools that I can imagine myself attending/ wanted to attend. Seattle sounds nice (even with the rain and all).
CSU Long Beach= Pros: Cheap. Cons: Commuting from home. Eh.. Commuting. I'll finally have my own car? Haha. But it's not like I'm never going to get a car anyway, so just getting a car a few years later.. Is it worth going here? I'm not sure. But I did get into CSULB for the Pre-Business major which is rather exciting. Business is exciting in general, haha.

Will update when I hear back from Syracuse (scared to bits).

Respect

I know everyone dislikes rude people, but I don't know. I feel like I seriously become angry and freaking agitated when I see/hear people being rude. Like today at the fine arts assembly, people around me were talking and laughing and, I don't know but in my eyes, being rude. I know the instrument-playing people can't hear you laughing and talking and whatnot, but I always feel like I should give people my full attention because I don't want them to think that they've spent so much time practicing/preparing, just to know that some people don't even give a crap. Maybe they don't really care though. 
Honestly, too often, people around my age just don't care. Maybe I just care too much.

Popularity

Back in middle school, I used to really, really, really care about being popular.

I thought being popular was the best thing in the world.

These days, I could care less.

(I've been caring less about such trivial things lately).

My only care right now is that I treat everyone with niceness and respect.

You know, say hi to people I never really acknowledge all the time, don't just stare at a stranger whose book fell and papers are scattering across the floor, but instead help them pick them up.

Sappy, I know.

But I don't want people to feel like crap because of me.

Although I am mean on purpose to some. 

I'm only kidding! Honestly.

I just wish other people would also realize that little nice things really make a person's day, though.

swell

I went to Cafe TLJ today to get some work done so I can study in peace at home without attempting to do my homework and then getting distracted, hence resulting in getting no studying done. When I was there, I saw a group of 3 Japanese mothers chatting while they held their little several-month-old babies, and another pair of Japanese mothers with their twelfth+-month-old babies chatting at another table. The littlest ones were cooing and being loud and obnoxious as babies usually do so I didn't really care about them. I mean, they were cute, but they're so fat and chubby and so clueless that I was just meh about them. The older little ones, though, were cute. They didn't cry or suddenly exclaim out a babble and just played by themselves. Although.. I do admit: it was so interesting when one of the little baby started to cry, another baby that were looking at that baby started to cry also. So funny and cute. But that's beside the point.

So when I was glancing over at one of the older little babies, I observed that she looked pretty skinny compared to the other one she was playing with, who was still chubbyish with his baby fat. She looked kind of like my grandma (well, of course, not completely like her), but she reminded me of my grandma because my grandma's frail, and I thought about how old, bitter grandpas and grandmas of the world, those who yell at kids to "Get off the lawn!", have once been little babies who were adorable and innocent and full of cluelessness, too.

It's sad what the world does to us.

I mean, it's not like we can always stay innocent and so ignorant of our surroundings, but there are people who grow up to become criminals, corrupt businessmen, spoiled brats, heartless creatures. It's like that one scene in "The Curious Case of Benjamin Button" when Benjamin narrates that if this hadn't happened, and that hadn't happened, and this hadn't happened, and that hadn't happened, and so on and so forth, Daisy would not have been hit by the car and shattered her legs so that she couldn't dance anymore. If things in the life of a bad, bad, bad person hadn't happened, he or she might have not turned into such a bad person. Life is so sad for some people, I don't know how to deal with it.

Maybe my hormones are unbalanced right now, but whenever I think of even the tiniest sad thought-- seniors aren't taken seriously and with respect these days; I wonder how my aunt and grandma are doing; there are so many people who are in need of much help, but aren't receiving any help; AIDS is such a horrible disease; shoot, I can't believe people treated people with AIDS in the 80s so horribly back then; people who have rare illnesses may not be cured because people only care about the 'big' diseases-- my heart swells and I feel like I want to do something to help, but I just can't. In the instances when I think of sad things and my heart just swells, it's a sad kind of swelling: like it's filling with regret and guilt and tears and sympathy.

But then there's the happy swelling feeling I also get when I think of things I truly love, but I can't do anything about it. Such example: beautiful photography that captures a moment or an object with such truth that I just stare at it for a couple minutes, admiring it like there's no tomorrow. Some things make me so happy that I can try to explain, but I will never be able to. It's the oddest thing.

I'm too sympathetic. I may sound like I don't give a crap at times, but I think I really do deep inside. But I don't want to. it makes me feel weird.

photographers everywhere

makes me sad.
Basically, Daniel S. is a tech geek and has a sick blog, knows what his ip address is (really. who is like that. if my ip address changed, i would not even know), and takes nice pictures. I love looking at nice photographs. They make me so giddy, it's ridiculous.
OMG. And I am really obsessed with baking/cooking these days too. Not that I really do bake/cook, but I keep looking at recipes of cakes and cupcakes and learning all these tips that I just want to make everything now. If I had a week to do anything I wanted with a $1000 budget, I would so just steal someone's big kitchen for a day and bake a ton of things. I bet I'm a really good baker at heart. I just haven't gotten around to showcase my talent and you (and I both) are just missing out on my probably-super-scrumptious baked goods :(
What is it with my blogs-obsession these days? I never thought I would be caught in this 21st century trend, but here I am, admiring blogs of photographers and bakers.
 I guess my new little goal in life is to own a DSLR and several different lenses for it, an INSTAX camera with an unlimited number of film so I can take pictures with it my entire life, and a holga camera with different lenses for that one too. And to also make time each weekend (after all my education is done with) to bake something, anything.
Sigh.
My lifestyle will probably cost me a ton of money.

new hobby

I'm not going to talk about the new year. Eh. Maybe I will after I write what I originally signed onto blogger to write.

New hobby: photography.

Fine, I don't have a DSLR or whatever cool cameras are out there. But after my wedding obsession, I came upon a ton of photography blogs and all these people are just so darn crazily creative. How do they do it? First, Amelia Lyon. Second, the image is found. I don't know. I think they're good photographers. I just love the image is found. They have this instax camera that's like a polaroid camera but cheaper and they take so many pictures with it that

they made a heart with them. And look at their orange wall and white accents? I am starting to love orange more and more..

As for my 2010 year's resolution, I will..

Cool effect, no? I'm trying to jazzy things up in my blog. But anyway, yes. I plan to show more compassion, give a hug every day to anybody I feel like I suppose, eat healthier, appreciate things/people more, and worry less. I guess my mantra for this year will be to stop thinking about what others may think of me and just do what I want to do unless it's something really stupid. Go, carefree Jane! :$