So this morning, as I was riding on the bus to class, there was a SPIDER.

It was only one of those little small ones that you can squish with a thumb, but still. A spider. Which means a lot to me because, hello! Arachnophobe here! (And I'm not really sure if arachnophobe is actually a word or not because it keeps coming up underlined in red, but oh well!)

I was just staring into nothing the way you do when you have nothing better to do on public transportation. And then I spotted something moving. I focused, and it was a little tan spider that was wiggling its legs around the thin line of it's web. *shudders* It swung a little as the bus rumbled along. *goggled eyed*

I did the logical thing because I didn't want it on me, I gave it a big blow of air.

No more spider! 

Or so I thought.

I returned to staring into air and then I saw it. On the shirt of the guy sitting in front of me.

It was on the shoulder blade area and I gave it my whole attention. I mean, what if it disappeared into the seat?! Then it could travel. Toward me. (And this is my arachnophobia-paranoia speaking.)

Anyways, it wiggled its way up to the shoulder and then it disappeared again.

Okay. Maybe it started crawling down the front of the shirt, but I'm giving it the benefit of the doubt here. When nothing shows, I return to staring into nothing.

Until I see the small brown spot wiggling on the guy's hair right by his ear.

Cue the internal scream of horror.

I swallowed hard and pressed back into the back of my seat and eyed the spider with, what I'm sure was a crazed look in my eye. In all seriousness, I broke out into goosebumps.

After who knows how long (too long to me), the spider disappeared again. And I'm begging him internally to get off the bus and take the spider with him. Sad to say, it didn't happen, but what happened next was even worse.

The guy's hair was the bristle-y, course kind, and so there were some strands that stuck up near the top of his head.

That's where the spider made its grand reappearance.

I had the internal monologue of ohmygodohmygodohmygodOHMYFREAKINGGOD! going on by now and I watched as the little thing stayed at the top of the guy's head and did its wiggle dance every time the bus gave a particular jolt. And the guy started moving his head, looking at a map, looking out the window.

ohmygodohmygodohmygodOHMYFREAKINGGOD!

When my bus stop comes, I'm out the door like my pants were on fire. And I gave my head a vigorous shaking just in case a little spider decided to make its own appearance on my head.

*shudders* That was the most eewwww experience I've had in a while. Maybe since ever. I hope that I NEVER have to see that happen again. And this experience might have traumatized me of that particular bench on all the buses.

It's three in the morning. I wrenched my arm somehow and now it's giving me pains. God...

 Plowing through a stack of library CDs that I checked out this afternoon. ;) Happy with my picks~! 

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Went up to visit animeartistjo today with my dad. XD Lots of babbling got done! Then when me and my dad loaded his tools back into the trunk of the car to go home, I said to him in all seriousness, "See you!" 

Insert pause to stare at each other.

Dad: Okay, see you!

He walks to the driver's seat and chortles as I get into the car beside him embarrassed beyond my mind. *dies* How's that for a blooper in life? -_-;; Haven't had one of those in a while...

Of course, LV = brand name Louis Vuitton, right? Well, NOT ANYMORE! XD

LV now stands for...*insert drum roll* LORD VOLDEMORT! *dies laughing*

Was walking in Union Square in San Francisco, and I saw the Luis Vuitton store...and associated it with our dear Dark Lord. I said so to my aunt...and she looked at me as if I was bonkers. (Which I most likely am; too much fanfiction does that to you -_-;;)

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Some random drunkard stuck his ass inside the car when we were at a stoplight in SF. Then just as abruptly jumped back out, cackling on high with his friends. *curses incoherently at bastard*

So, today mom and dad dragged me out of my room to have dinner in Oakland with one of mom's LA friends that had come up for work. We went to the Chinatown in Oakland, and into this one restaurant called Restaurant Peony which claims it serves authentic Hong Kong cuisine. Though it doesn't matter to me since I've never been to Hong Kong (darn it).

So we go in there, sit down, look at menus, blah-dy blah. I was bored out of my mind since I always leave the deciding to my mom (plus, I can't really read Chinese) and was nibbling on the free dish of peanuts that they give out while we wait.

Ordering was a pain since the stupid waiter/waitress there kept pushing us to order faster. Get this, there was TWO that pushed us. The first one was a waitress with wa~y too much lipstick, and she wasn't very cooperative because mom and Uncle K (mom's friend) wanted one of their specialties that they offered, but they were out. Mom asked if they had any substitutes offered but the woman just kept shaking her head. Whatever. She left to let us peruse the menu some more.

Not long after, a waiter comes by and picks up the tab and a menu, waiting to take our order. Mom asked again about the specialty, but the man said nope and instead kept babbling off a long list of expensive dishes at us. His voice was high pitched (for a guy) and it was loud. And he kept going on and on and on. I imagined in my head: he's babbling (which he was), then KARATE~ chop to his head to shut him up. Can you tell I've been reading way too much manga? Anyways, we managed to shoo him away for a bit, and then we finally ordered.

Soup came first, then two dishes.

No rice.

Mom asked a passing waitress for the rice. They nod and move away.

Minutes later: no rice.

Mom asked a passing waiter for  the rice. They nod and move away.

More minutes pass.

So here we were, sitting with food but no rice. Is it really that hard to pick up rice from the kitchen to give to us? I saw the waiter/waitress that we had asked for rice walking around. One was talking to some guests, casually resting his hands on the backs of their chairs, laughing and smiling. The other was clearing a table of guests right in front of us.

We asked another waitress for the rice and she nods and looks like she going to get it right away!

She detours, stops to take the order of a table, clean away some of their dishes, comes out of the kitchen with more dishes and serves the table behind us (who came after us). And she gave them their rice. And ours? Obviously slipped her mind.

I muttered to myself, "Mission Impossible: Getting a bowl of rice."

Am I not right?

The rice finally came (after a unnecessary long wait) and asking one of the waiters AGAIN for the rice. *sighs* Service was terrible. And this place doesn't even have the excuse of being busy! They were only half full and most of the workers were simply walking around doing who knows what. *glares*

So I was sitting in front of my computer when the phone rang. It was one of those stupid phone survey thingys. Of course, I said immediately that I wasn't interested.

Guess what the guy on the other end did.

He didn't say, "Are you sure?", didn't offer any coupons or anything if I took the survey--instead, all he did was laugh into the line before hanging up. And to make the laugh even creepier that it already was, it was one of those closed mouth laughs, like, "Hmm hm hm hm hmm."

It was really disturbing...

We finally went out and bought a HD tuner. Our TV now receives channels besides 4, 5, 7, 9, and 11. OMFG.

On the negative side, more like weird side, we lost signal to channels 4 and 11. Weird. I think it's because of our ancient antennae.

But, the channels we receive. o_o MBC Korean love. Too bad Japanese dramas aren't that hot yet...*pouts*

So another trip to Costco and no, this is not another forgotten drink incident. Instead, we are featuring a gas station~!

So we were getting gas and my dad dropped some change from his wallet. I picked up one of the coins dropped under my seat and I see that it's one of those new nickels or whatever. So I said, "Oh look! It's one of those new five quarters!"

My dad looked at the change I had in my hand. "Don't you mean nickel? What are you talking about?"

Heh heh. Oops.

So me and my dad were watching another Korean drama, this time this (stupidly) long one called "Little Women". Anyways, we reach this one scene where a mom in inside of an old folks home and a guy has come out to tell her it was time for dinner (or something, I can't really remember).

Anyways, after some dialogue about her not being hungry, et cetera, et cetera--the guy finally convinces her to go eat. So her helps her stand and then all of a sudden, *gasp* she has stomach pains! So she swoons gracefully, and the guy catches her. Know what the subs says he said? While shaking her body, the subs say, "Mother, cheer up! Cheer up!"

WTF?

XD Me and my dad shared a good laugh over that.

My dad and I went to Costco today.

We had lunch.

We bought stuff.

We loaded stuff into car.

We got into the car.

I asked my dad, "Where's the drink?"

He didn't know.

I leaped out of the car and ran to the cart and picked up the drink.

Whoops.

:)

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We went to Borders later and guess what? I bought Dramacon volume 3 for $5.40. XD I love myself.

My friend has a Tokidoki sweatshirt.

WHY?! Where?!? *weeps* Tokidoki sweatshirt...

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Dreyer's has special edition girl scout's thin mint flavored ice cream. Mmm...

Yes! I'm so beyond happy right now! I FINALLY got my hands on Creation in Death! >_< Yes! *runs off to read*

I had our family Christmas dinner with my dad's side of the family today. Ate until I was stuffed full! ^_^

Afterwards, us young 'uns (really just my cousin and my sister and of course, me) went into the living room and played Guitar Hero.

I have discovered that I fail at playing that. First of all, I can't seem to hit the notes on time. Second, my eyes burn when I stare at the screen. Third, I can't hold the guitar the game provides like a normal human being.

Okay, so first, I tried holding it like a normal guitar, but it made my fingers felt cramped and very uncomfortable not quite wrapped around the way too small neck of the instrument (an imitation of an instrument, but still). So I laid the (fake!)guitar flat on my lap and laid my fingers on the colored buttons like I would to a piano or something similar to that. And ta-daa! I was much better that way that I was when I was attempting to hold the guitar the "correct" way. :) The sad part was that it was really hard for me to get the star power going since it was in the wrong position. I had to wrench the guitar down and up off my lap. And most times that didn't work the first try!

My cousin and sister laughed at me. It was pretty sad though. *pouts*

Then we had dessert. Yum! There were two different kinds of cakes, a pie, and some kind of Chinese sweet soup thing. -_ - We were even able to drink hot cocoa with it! Mmm...The "adults" drank tea though. :D

Oh yeah. Guitar hero song, "Sweet Child o' mine" by Guns 'n Roses is bloody AWESOME! >_<

I was just skimming through the CLAMP website looking for some stuff. And then I came across the new (sorta) series: Kobato! Immediately, being the insane (almost!) stalker fangirl of CLAMP that I am, I searched out scans for it...and I found them~! *squeals* Yay! Can't wait for more to come out, it's so funny!

Anyways, continuing through my skimming of Japanese words (which I cannot read)--I saw something that made my eyes pop out of my head (for the second time): CLAMP was coming out with another music video of all their works! *insert jaw drop and frantic searching for a release date*

Imagine my insane happiness when I found out that it was already out! *insert frantic search on video sites* AND I FOUND IT! Kya~ah!

And here it is for your viewing pleasure. :)

Here's CLAMP in Wonderland 1 (to refresh memories!):


Isn't it already awesome? Well, here's CLAMP in Wonderland 2 and it's insanely awesome-er! >_<


*luffs*

Wasn't that plain incredible?! *is still in a daze from the awesomeness*

CLAMP rocks the manga world!

I got pwned by my toothbrush. -_-;;

So I was brushing my teeth and reading HD fanfiction on my computer in my room. Due to my cold (or whatever I've caught), I have a stuffy nose. Meaning I can't really get a good breath of air through my nose. Anyways, after I brushed my teeth enough to get a mouthful of foam and spit, I just left my toothbrush in my mouth and continued reading fanfiction. So involved was I that I didn't notice that I was holding my breath until I needed to sneeze.

Luckily, I managed to hold my sneeze in and not get a splatter of foam-spit on my computer, but then I noticed that I couldn't breathe. Why? Because my nose was stuffed and my mouth was too full of spit and foam. *choke*

I had to leap up from my chair and run to the bathroom to spit. I tried getting a breath of air as I ran but that didn't work because instead I got a throat full of foam. Yuck.

So I spit into the sink and gasped for breath. Lame, aren't I?

I could have gotten into the Darwin awards for that. I can almost see it now, Death by toothbrush foam. *dies*

So, by request of my sister, I hereby present to you--cookie containers!

Mwa ha ha! I was skimming over tsaiko's journal and I saw the snowflake she did! >_< I was pretty so I followed the site and made my own~! Isn't it intricate and beautiful?

Okay, I'm Asian. Chinese. Let's establish that fact.

My dad was watching a typical Korean drama with tons of angst, romance, and cancer and they showed this part where the husband of somebody (I don't remember since I was just catching a passing glance at the drama) and he was behind bars. In a jail cell. I asked my dad what was going on. (And just to make things clear, dad is also Chinese but the Korean drama had Chinese dubbing and REALLY bad English subs)

Anyway, my dad tells me that the dude is in jail because he had committed adultery. Insert my incredulous face here. Jail for sixth months for adultery. I snort and tell my dad, "If Korea really had that law, that would mean that at least half of its population would be in jail right?"

My dad died laughing. Then he told my mom when she came home and she died laughing. I laughed but protested, "Hey! It's true, right?"

He laughed some more and I conceded, "Okay, maybe not Korea, but if the US had a law like that, the jails and prisons would be crammed full!"

He continued laughing.

It makes sense doesn't it? My logic, I mean. I have to admit though, it is kinda funny. :D

I was walking to class when I came across this guy who was playing a violin! >_< It was so COOL! Color me VERY impressed. *dances* Too bad I don't know what song he was playing...*pouts*

Hee, drinking a whole glass of milk right now! Yum! And then it's curry for dinner~!

A WILD TURKEY! O_O

:D It just walked right across the street in front of me and my dad. It was like...the ghost from Thanksgiving past! *dies laughing at her own wit*

It was my first time ever seeing a real LIVE turkey. >_< My experience with the wilderness, w00t! Dude, do I feel like an urbanite or what....-_-;;