So I totally got chewed out on sunday for being a big flake. Although this time it really wasn't me being a flake! Just a very bad planner.

Anyway me and the usual high school group I still keep in touch with made plans to get dinner sunday night. Then on saturday my brother told me he needed to be picked up on sunday around 7:30.

Yay for brothers. Especially kid ones.

Basically there was no way I was going to make dinner if I had to pick up my bro. By the time I got to the restaurant it'd be time to leave. Much to my surprise though, one of my friends got upset. Really upset. I couldn't understand it at first...it was just dinner right? And it wasn't like I couldn't hang out after.

When I asked him why he was so angry, he said to me:

"Because our group is falling apart."

For which I have newfound respect for him. This summer has been pretty craptacular for hanging out, what with some friends out of the country, others in socal, and what with work and internships and summer school, it's been pretty hard to coordinate events.

What struck me most though, is that this guy had the guts to call it out. And to challenge me to make the effort to keep it going. My feelings toward group-disbanding has always been that it's inevitable. People move away, don't see each other for awhile...it's only natural that things won't be able to stay the same. Even me just moving up the hill to Hedrick practically cut me off from my second-year friends.

...to be honest though, the biggest reason why I never keep in touch is because I'm insecure. I absolutely hate feeling like I'm unwanted, which is why I very rarely visit people in their rooms. I remember Peter and Michelle accusing me of no longer being their friend the next year, because I never visit them, and that I never make an effort to be a friend. The truth is I'm scared to have to make an effort, and end up being unwanted, annoyed at, mocked.

Which is why when this guy was fighting to keep our high school group alive, I couldn't help but admire his bravery. Maybe he didn't think it was anything of the sort, but to me his words are what I've always wanted to say, but what I've always been too scared to say. Too embarassed. Too weak.

I ended up apologizing to him about missing dinner. There wasn't much I could do about it though...my brother needed to be picked up after all. Still, we hung out afterwards and everything was good. I think. I hope.

I'm glad he chewed me out. Not that I enjoyed it...but I got to see a side of him that I don't usually. And I found out that as long as there are people like him around, even if groups do end, they don't have to right away. Not for a long time.

Pointlessness

I was going to write a post about my crazy wacky driving adventures and how I stare at people who are behind me when I drive (through the rear view mirror yes)...

...and then I realized how utterly dull and pointless that post would've been.

WHEE!

In other news,

...

I guess I have no other news. Bye!

Judge a man not by his words...but by what he puts on his Gym Reimbursement Form

Handling Boston Scientific's wonderful Gym Reimbursement Calculation is one of many exciting (you can see the sarcasm there right?) and amusing (sadly, there is no sarcasm there) duties at work. Boston Scientific reimburses its employees up to 150 dollars every 6 months for any gym memberships and such.

It's interesting to see to just what lengths some people will do to collect as much of that $150 as possible.

Among the more...unique reimbursement requests included someone who had prepaid 100 dollars for an entire year, and then said his monthly rate was $10. Now, I don't know how division has changed in these last few years, but the last time I checked, 100 / 12 months is not $10/month. Which makes me sad, because either this person can't divide, or he really wanted that twenty bucks, so much that he would lie on a Gym Reimbursement form to get it.

And then there was one person who was part of a badminton group. Everything on the form looked fine...until I flipped the page. The receipts he had submitted were for expenses that he had incurred paying for food.

...

Yea, that was entirely the point of reimbursing gym expenses. Not promoting health...promoting eating.

And here's my random nasty story of the day. On the way back from work, I ran into some traffic. I happened to glance at my rear view mirror, and from that wonderful reflection I saw a half-naked guy driving, smiling, and looking down at...you know what...every few seconds.

...maybe my mind is just in the gutter, but what the hey was he doing?!

Nothing to do, Nothing to say...

This summer sure feels like it's going by fast. It's already the middle of july!

I guess having something to do really does speed time along. All I can remember is last year I was desperately waiting for summer to end, because I had nothing to do and was bored out of my mind.

I finally feel like a part of Boston Scientific. I was worried that I wouldn't for awhile...I was sort of antisocial the first few days (yea, that's always the best time to be antisocial), and that lead to me generally spending all day at my cubicle. Which I have to say, gets kind of dull at times.

But now things are going pretty good. There are a few people at work I'm pretty close with. Maybe not close close, but we can joke around and enjoy ourselves. And everybody else is still pretty friendly. Apparently I missed most of the drama, cuz from what my coworkers have told me, things were pretty bad before...

I guess I can still get bored, as evidenced by this conversation I'm having with David right now:

[17:37] wangxiuming: rawr
[17:37] durek08: meow?
[17:37] wangxiuming: cluck
[17:38] durek08: woof
[17:38] wangxiuming: quack
[17:40] durek08: chirp
[17:41] wangxiuming: snort
[17:41] durek08: squeek
[17:44] wangxiuming: mooo
[17:48] durek08: naaayyyyy
[17:49] wangxiuming: squawk

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

...what am I doing?

The Silent Excrement Wars

So I was at work today.

And suddenly I felt my stomach rumble and my intestines twist. (Yea, you know this is going to be a good post when I start off like that).

I rushed off to the bathroom...which I must say, is probably one of the most ingenious creations of mankind, along with the air conditioner and computer (games). Without bathrooms and their assorted utilities, we'd all be excreting into pots. Can you imagine?

Unfortunately, since I was at the office, the bathroom was public. And public bathrooms tend to be...you know, public. Which is why I don't usually like going numero dos in public bathrooms. For some reason, I am mortally afraid that people will hear me and know what I'm doing. All the *plop plops* and the even more humiliating gaseous sound effects that come with the whole dirty business.

Yea, are you disgusted yet?

So anyway, I rush into the bathroom and to my dismay, someone comes in after me. Dam you public restroom! I head over to the farthest stall from the door, and begin my daunting task: pooping with another person in the room.

So now began the difficult and somewhat counter-productive attempt to not only poop but to poop quietly. As I settled in (haha...), I realize that the person who had followed me into the bathroom was also...going numero dos. Not only that, but he was succeeding in my task...relatively well (relatively being the operative word). No way was I going to be shown up by some random stranger who works at the same place I do!

Thus commenced the Silent Excrement Wars. For 5 minutes, we sat there in total silence, each desperately trying to mask the terrible sounds of our unpleasant actions.

Who won? I have no idea. I waited until the guy left before coming out of my own stall. Thankfully no one else had come in, so I could wash my hands in peace.

And there you have it! I <3 my stories.

...maybe this is why I don't have any ... friends.

Disclaimer: This picture has nothing to do with my political opinions about our current President. Please do not sue me, arrest me, accuse me of terrorism, or in any other way violate my civil liberties. Thank you.

ADM: AOL Delayed Messaging

I've come to the realization, after having experienced 21 summers in this existence of mine, that summer is not a good time to Instant Message other people. I know this from both having sent messages that are never returned...and from not responding to messages other people have sent me.

So yea...I already have horrible AIM etiquette to begin with, but for some reason summer just sucks up my will to look at my messages. I think it's partly because when I live at home I naturally revert to hermit form. It's so easy to just stay home and not do anything, especially now that I'm working and I don't get much relax time during the week anyway ("that much" is relative...but compared to last summer where my work week consisted of 3 hours of tutoring English...).

So I just want to apologize in advance if you IM me and I don't respond. I try to respond eventually...but more likely than not I forget. Because I'm a horrible person. I'm sorry. There is no excuse.

And yes, you can ignore me all you want if I IM you. I guess I deserve it.

Resolutions...again.

It dawned on my today that senior year is coming up...and that it would be my last chance to do a lot of things. Seriously, I am going to miss college to death. Everything is so easily accessible here, but out in the workforce...

I can see myself being a hermit. I'm just a naturally hermity person.

But even if that is the case, I want senior year to be great. So at least when I'm a hermit I'll have some memories to look back on and say "hey, i wasn't always a hermit! biattchhh!!!"

Goals:

Goal #1 - Find that special someone.

This is probably my most pressing issue. That I have lived for 21 years and still have yet to engage in even the slightest bit of romance is probably the most depressing part of my life. haha. It's my own fault, I know...but I had issues.

To be honest, the opportunity has presented itself during these last 3 years...just not the right kind of opportunity. For which I feel horrible for the people involved... Heartache sucks. I probably should have told them...I'm a coward. All I can do now is apologize. :(

Still, back to my original point, college is probably going to be the easiest time to meet people. Because they're right there. When I actually have to work...who am I going to meet? My co-workers? (ew accountants! *barf* haha jk) I don't go clubbing, I'll probably be a hermit...yea, things don't look too good.

Even if it's only for a year...or less...(probably less...wait no, probably not at all. sigh) I really want to - feel.

...I never knew I was so emo. Damn. I hate being emo.

Goal #2 - Stop liking people who can't like me.

I guess this sort of ties in with Goal #1...but whatever.

Seriously, this has been the most frustrating thing ever. And I always come out of it feeling like an idiot. BLEARGH.

Ok I have to go work...more on this later. Maybe.

Return of the Super

So...yeah. As you can see, I am bored, otherwise I wouldn't be blogging.

I started watching Full Metal Alchemist again...it's been exactly a year since I started watching that fantastic series, and it's still quite good. Depressingly, it's also been a year since there's been any semblance of quality in Naruto. The fillers keep on coming, and there seems to be no forseeable end. BOO!

In other news, Superman Returns made its super debut today, generally to critical acclaim. Better than X-3 anyway. Personally I'm not sure how well Brandon Routh is going to fill Christopher Reeves' shoes (he seems kind of...vapid. And a little like a mannequin :X), but the reviews are heartening. I also hear Kevin Spacey's performance as Lex has been good...and that's with two excellent competitors (Michael Rosenbaum on Smallville, and Cartoon Lex from Justice League).

I just realized I praised Smallville. How odd.

That is...the only expression this guy has. Poor Lois.

The internship is going well...although I do wish they would give me something to do besides stare at invoices all day. I swear, if I see another invoice I'm going to explode.

Still, my boss and coworkers are really nice, and I even have my own cubicle and everything. That was really exciting for some reason. My first day I kinda just sat in my cubicle, grinning.

...yea, that passed fast :P Still, it was fun while it lasted.

Calm Before the Storm

Last few minutes before I head off to my internship!

...i hope i don't get fired.

EEP

Somebody remind me to sign up for classes!

The End.

I just want to thank all the wonderful people I met and got to know this year. You know who you are. Or maybe you don't. Well, now you know. I mean YOU.

:)

I'm cold.

Fee Fie Fo Fum

Fook.

I had the strangest dream the other day. I was dreaming that I was running for VP of Finance for some random organization, and then this random girl from my high school started attacking my character. She accused me of being VP of Finance for some organization and squandering all of its money.

The strangest thing is that I haven't seen or talked to her in AGES. We barely knew each other to be honest. I remember being really shocked during the dream when she started slandering me.

I ended up telling her off...but I don't remember what happened next. Maybe I woke up.

In other news, BAY, PIC, and ECON 160 are going to take over my life this week.

Smallville's season finale was...disappointing. The whole show just disappoints me. I don't know why I still watch it. BLEARGH. Yea, I'm going to keep saying it until it changes.

I've been very hermitty this quarter...but I lack the energy to care. Every weekend all I feel like doing is going to sleep and wasting away. Lovely waste.

Stay in your own lane, bitch.

So I went swimming today. I got there relatively early (around 9) and the pool was almost empty except for a few other swimmers.

I got into one of the middle lanes, and started doing laps. About 10 laps in, I saw some random guy approach my lane.

...and I was like, no way bitch.

...not really, but there were at least two other open lanes! He asked me if we could split the lane, and I was like...uh....sure....

..and of course once he got in he swam so fast that he lapped me multiple times. Granted he was wearing one of those paddle-glove thingamajigs, but still. boo. boo on him.

anyway, that's my rant for today. Huzzah!

Melancholy...

The saddest episode of Futurama...Fry's dog never stops waiting for him to come home...


...and then he dies, hopes never realized.

...sigh.

Bookish

What is the dealio with the festival of books? It's hard to imagine people actually reading for entertainment in college...i felt like a complete weirdo when I was carrying around freakanomics into dining halls so I could read.

I'd check the festival out...but that would involve walking.

So instead I will sit down and update Bay's books. Of the financial kind. Very booky.

I'm doing laundry...for the first time in a month. I know you're disgusted, but I don't care. Although I do have to admit sleeping in really dirty sheets and comforters wasn't exactly the best experience. Just to be clear, I don't actually like being dirty. I'm very much looking forward to a week of cleanliness. Maybe I'll get a haircut too.

AIM is not working. How sad. Why is the AIM dude so angry?
I feel so isolated without aim. It is my only means of communicating with the outside world! AIEEEEEEE

So...

...eventful week.

I'm still uncertain about some things but I don't feel as alone. Which is good.

I want a hug though. I don't have a hugging buddy this year. how sad.

Tomorrow is the BAY Soccer Tournament. Westwood Park, here I come. As soon as I find out where you are.

It is kind of hard to imagine sitting there watching firms play soccer for 5 hours though. Which means that I should probably join one of the teams.

hahahahaha...like that's gonna happen. I'll probably end up leaving early and climbing back into bed. Or more likely, leaving early and climbing into my chair to update Bay's records.

It's kinda sad that the thing I look forward to the most every week is when I can order out food. But then, I am number 1 fats0rz.

On the other hand, I also get to see cynthia h'su and watch arrested development with her. One of the few things in this world that can actually draw out...dare i say it... a laugh(!) from her. I find it very depressing that whenever she looks at me, all I see is glaring hatred, but when she looks at jason bateman from her precious arrested development, her eyes are filled with giddy merriment. Dam you Jason Bateman! I'll eat you!

Tony is one cool guy. He started a blog! Maybe if I get less lazy sometime, I'll ask him if I can link it here.

Alright, that's it! Huzzah! I'll _____ YOU! YOU'RE a _____. Oh god, tear, double tear, upside down tear, i hate you, i hate you so much, come and take me HOOOOOMEEE! Lead me to your dooor. Take me where you are...

...at least just for a while.

I'm lucky to have such good friends. :)

Grah!

...

...there wasn't udon today.

if u could see inside me right now you'd see my soul shattering.