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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Sun, 21 Dec 2008 00:41:12 GMT

No matter how much I am trying to pick myself up, I keep falling. I drip through the hands, slowly spilling back into the mass and never having the chance to flow elsewhere.

I am like water.

~Kitty

Sunday, December 07, 2008

Sun, 07 Dec 2008 04:02:32 GMT

Whoever thought that the "weirdest" thing that is close to finding perfection (of life) is love? (I saw this on someone's status and I just thought that it was ridiculous.)

*NEWS FLASH!*

Love isn't perfect.

I'm too lazy to elaborate. Perhaps I will do it after finals are over.

~Kitty

I can't help but wonder...

Fri, 05 Dec 2008 05:52:01 GMT

Wong Fu Productions is a very popular group of 3 Asian American males, that make films with their creative ideas, promotions and whatnot. It's cool. I love them. Actually, I am a fan and I enjoy watching all their videos. Okay, okay, I love Wesley Chan. I'm not obsessed with him as much as I was before...it's died down, ....seriously. (I know. I admit it, so you shut it. )

Anyways, let me get straight to my point here. I think they may have been a bit discriminating towards the female audience. Why am I bringing this up?

Well, I have subscribed to Wong Fu's newsletter. I got an e-mail from the group today and they said stuff about new items that is currently available in their new store. Being the curious cat that I am, I checked it out. I wanted to see what they have in the store.

The moment I got onto the website, I was disappointed. New items consist new t-shirts...for males. I find this rather ironic. I understand that the male audience can relate to them because Wong Fu are males (so, obviously, some videos are coming from a man's perspective.) Wong Fu's audience consists a majority of FEMALES. So, isn't it ironic how they are selling stuff more for "males," rather than females -- when in reality, their fans are mostly females? I don't know, it doesn't make a lot of sense to me.

Note: I'm not bashing on them, but I can't help but wonder why they don't offer more of their products for females? Or should I say, sell some sense of items that could show equality...per say, if you make a t-shirt for males, might as well do another one for females. I'm just saying.

P.S. I like their new shirt. Really. Too bad though, they only have it for males.
Am I being too mean?

~Kitty

Last Presidential Debate

Thu, 16 Oct 2008 06:18:00 GMT

Six people sat in a room with a moderator after the last Presidential debate. When they're asked a question, they are to answer honestly by raising their hands.

Moderator: Who knows that people won't vote for Obama because of his race?
Three people raised their hand.

Moderator: Okay, who knows that people won't vote for McCain because of Sarah Palin?
Everyone raised their hand.

LOL.

~Kitty

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Wed, 01 Oct 2008 21:57:50 GMT

I can't help myself but fall in love with you more and more everyday.

~Kitty

Monday, September 01, 2008

Mon, 01 Sep 2008 01:07:51 GMT

BEST SUMMER EVER!! <3 :]

~Kitty

Fall 2008

Thu, 28 Aug 2008 05:24:22 GMT

I thought it was just me when it came down for having a slow day today, but I guess not. Well, a new school year is waiting upon us. It all starts next week and I have to tell you, I am going to overkill myself with the amount of units that I am taking.

Oh yeah, these are all the books that I will be using in the upcoming semester of my 3rd year in college. 18 units out of 21 units maximum offered at my college. It's overtime for a student's job. Yay, I can't wait.

~Kitty

One Last Moment

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 04:15:44 GMT

I was taking the kids from Noah's Ark Summer School to a room so that they can do their reading time. Before we could enter the two wooden closed doors, there were men and women standing in a nice black suit and white dress shirt like attendants.

We waited for a few minutes, then the doors opened. As I was walking in with the kids, more attendants stood chair by chair. The dark room's walls were black and it had a few colored spotlights throughout the long room. In the middle of the room was a long wooden table, something you would see as a meeting room of a movie.

As we were all getting seated in our own chair, a lady with long beautiful blond hair and blue eyes walked out to the front of the room. She said, "No one is to talk. After fifteen minutes is up, poison gas would be released." The kids had a terrified look on them and there was nothing I could do to help them. Shortly after they closed the doors and locked it, the last person came walking in. I was shocked to see a very familiar face.

It was him. While he smiled at me, he sat right across from me. I smiled back. He missed the announcement from the lady and had no idea what was going to happen in fifteen minutes. I was frantic in my own mind because I wanted to tell him about what was going to happen. As I sat quietly in the room, I saw him taking out his phone to text me. He asked, "What are you up to?"

I text him back saying, "Nothing much. I want to tell you that they're going to kill us by releasing poison gas after fifteen minutes." Shortly after he received my message, he looked up at me -- as if he was already prepared to await for his own death. I gestured him to come closer and sit next to me. He moved around and sat at the end of the table. That was as close as he could get. I wanted to grab him by the arm to pull him closer but I was afraid that the people in the suits would stop us from getting any closer.

I wanted to let him know how much he meant to me...
...and that I love him, but it was too late.

When it felt like it has only been five minutes, the same lady announcer came out and asked, "Are you ready? You can cover up your nose or hold your breath as long as you can when the poison gas is released." She gave a smirk, which seemed like an evil smile. I saw her pulling the lever, then walked out with the other attendants that were in the room.

The room was quickly filling up with the gas. I saw all the kids from held their noses. I followed quickly by holding my nose and held my breath. I looked over to him. He just looked at me and smiled.

I went deaf on my left ear and slowly, I could not hold my breath any longer. I could feel the gas filling me up with heat through my eyes, my nose and my throat. My body froze as death swept over me. I stopped breathing.

This was a dream I had while taking a nap earlier today. Laugh all you want due to the poison gas but I regretted for not telling him how I truly felt, even if it was just a dream.

What are you thinking about before the very last moment you get to spend your time with him or her? If you have one last moment to say something to your special someone before "the end," what would you say?

~Kitty

Monday, July 21, 2008

Mon, 21 Jul 2008 02:46:29 GMT

I am losing everything that gave me a great sense of wonder and happiness -- I am losing everything that I used to be surround with. I can not tell you how much it hurts.

~Kitty

Friday, July 18, 2008

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 01:32:16 GMT

I should seriously finish my college statements because I have been lagging it for awhile. Damn it.

~Kitty