Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Woke up and blah blah blah. Took BART to San Francisco Airport. Met up with Katiebabs. Tracy joined.
Went to Marriot. Found 3 bars and 3 Starbucks. Waited at the hotel Starbucks. Got free drink :D ehehehe.
Kristiej joined. Got books and gifts!!! (I feel so loved.) Sula joined us. Waited for Ciara and Mr. Stewart, but he was busy. Thai food dinner. And local bar. Errr...my memory becomes fuzzy afterwards. Much chatting and fun talks. I, uh, kinda crashed with Katiebabs, Tracy, and Kristiej. Would have stayed with Ciara, but I...mmm...didn't feel walking anymore would've be a good thing.
5 hour San Fran tour!!!
Rosie and Wendy will be here in the afternoon.
Jane's coming in the evening.
Tracy'll be leaving after dinner :(
More to report later. Tomorrow will be my favorite day/night. Why? Signings and party!
Personal thoughts: Everyone is so incrediblty completely nice and awesome. I felt at ease almost immediately upon meeting them. This has allowed me to become more mouthy and not worry about saying really dumb and weird stuff. More books have been recommended and I am super excited. Miss a lot of people whom weren't able to make it (seriously, we think about all of you all the time) and hope for even more fun next year and all the years to come!
P.S. Need to start working on getting presents for people.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sadly, I would not get the use of the car today. My sister's already at the hospital. She left at 6AM and I was unconscious at that point to drive her to and get back to where I am now.
Instead, I'll be trying my hand at the BART system.
And a few hours later...
Don't know when I'll see Ciara, but hopefully she can make it for dinner when Bethany comes.
I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo excited!!!
Rosie and Wendy
By Wednesday night, the huge group should all be here. Including Amy, Sarah and a few others, right? I seriously hope I've gotten enough choclate for everyone. If not, I'll buy ice cream. :D
It may not be a hour-by-hour update of the RWA events, but I will try for a nightly review of the events.
I am so nervous and so excited. This will be so much fun! If I'm not hiding the entire time. ;)
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
First off, I've quit my current job.
Second, I found another job which begins almost right after I come back from SF.
In previous posts, I had mentioned quite a few social problems. Well, what's bigger than disagreements between friends? Family!
Yes, for the love of whatever is out there, family is the one weakness that flows and pours into every cell of this forsaken body-with every breath inhaled. The karmic entanglements just do not end.
Needless to say, things were rather bad. Things at work (before I was finally able to quit as well as the continual stress of job searching sneakily-an action I am rather unhappy with but still maintained), problems with friends, and finally-the never ending cycle of some familial and filial obligations where social and internal pressures have pretty much crushed all fledgling attempts at individuality, independence and creativity (I haven't been able to write a single story in over 6 freakin months!). I could write a ****ing story.
And you know what it all comes down to? My own stupidity.
So, to remedy all of this. I've searched far and wide for months on end, against the huge tides of rejections and disappointment. Toiling away to find another job, but finally-yes, this new job shall enable me to finally move out and move on (I hope I don't do anything stupid and lose it).
Of course, many are against such violent actions since my leaving will be seen as a black stain marring the pristine facade of an impossible idealized painting. Especially from my own relations for such extreme actions to be taken within a culture where honor, names, and face means more than most people's lives, well, I might as well strip myself naked and dance in the streets dripping the blood of innocent animals and children. At least being deemed insane would have given me some leeway.
Guess what, I could care less. Well, I still care or else I would be out of my situation years ago when I could have left for college. But what did I do instead-I stayed. The idiot. For family, and if I'm truthful, a little for myself.
If I shall suffer either way, it may as well be one of my own choosing. It'll be insanely less money I can save towards anything, but I'll have some form of freedom.
The tough part will be leaving with my dog. As a few friends had suggested that I leave her, I'd like to take this time to vent off the fact my dog is extremely old and dying of cancer. Yes, cancer. For the sake of economics, yes, I shall abandon the one animal who's always been there with me. Her eyes always following my movements no matter how small. My voice always brings her running and the happiness of just being together. My dog, who adores me as much as food (I would never believe I could mean more). My sweetheart who's dying. Of cancer. Yes. Swell. You see how I have five fingers? If the thumb and the pinkie touch, fold the index second and forth where the first two meet. That's my answer. Am I sweet enough? ;)
Mother decided to delay my departure by revoking transportation rights should I depart (no I do not own a car). Anyone living in Southern California can understand the utter horror. So, instead of any meager savings I may have had, I'll be sending that towards some from of transportation as well as some little hole in the wall to lay my weary spirit; my two new priorities.
My life is going to suck hard. I will barely have any furniture; have only one set of utensils. Go to the library for internet after work(hmm...haven't I started doing this already?). No more going out to movies (unless it's the dollar theater, but I'm doing this as well). Huddle with my dog at night for warmth (okay, now I'm exaggerating). No more shopping for new clothes and shoes (why?! why must you take the shoes?). Overall, be really really frugal. This vacation to SF will have to last me for a while. At least for another year or two. Maybe I'll save enough money by then for another trip.
(Funny how books and food are not listed up there. Hehehehehe.)
What is more important than life itself? More so than love?
Maybe food would mean more, but hey, I'm not splitting hairs.
So, here is my excuse for not being consistent. For being moody and sensitive. For whatever (gad, do I sound insincere? Really need to work on my non existing social skills).
Thank you for listening to me go a little nuts. It's really not that bad. I have food, shelter, clothes. I'm able to go out even if it's to sit somewhere and stare at the trees and sky. My friends and I chat on the phone and online. I have books. I'm not doing much self pitying or crying for sympathy. In truth, I'm just pissed. Mainly at myself for letting certain things in my life happen.
My life has never been smooth. Fate has always been too good a friend and thus enjoys the twists and turns of our intertwining golden threads. I am just really tired of this constant feeling of helplessness. I don't want to be those fairytale heroines that get rescued. I want to break free and have adventures! Go dancing and singing. Or just stay up late watching late night TV. Go to 12AM showings. No more cowardice. I am not broken as some stupid date suggested. I am not fake in presenting who I am. I refuse to be flaky and inconsistent.
Kiss my ass, world. I'm here, I'm here to stay. If someone has a problem with it, nothing short of homicide would make a big enough change.
I promise, this shall be my last bit of personal rant. I do want to focus more on the books and films I've been coming into contact with. I have lots. Just haven't been able to sit down and concentrate for a while.
Book reviews to come! And San Fransisco reports! :D
With much love from me to you~~~
Monday, July 14, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Obviously, years of being late to class has taught this kid nothing. Doesn't matter if it's two hours before work. Stop believing "one more chapter to tide me over." Just hide the book before clicking the light switch to off to avoid the shiny covers with the nice musky book smell and all those tiny little black prints forming the most wonderful stories ever ever.
Yeah, bad idea.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
On Friday, I went out to a BBQ with friends in a place over 45minutes drive from my house. I brought my dog. We all stayed inside where there was AC until the very end of the evening. Nothing exciting happened, which was a testament of our advance aging in mentality. Or boredom. We spoke of really lame jokes, odd questions, and some politics. See? Old people. Heh.
(She really didn't want to take this picture)
In the beginning, we had some nice icy pina coladas. It wasn't really strong and we were mostly drinking for the ice. Some of the younger, well, the youngest two of the group make jello shots. Us old people tried it for the first time. It was freakin strong. Tears welled up and I had to down some water. Eesh.
The parental figures of the friends' house went out and cooked the hot dogs and hamburgers. There was food everywhere. Fireworks, I missed while trying to comfort my dogs. Since some of the neighbors decided to play with fireworks despite it being illegal. Oh well.
Saturday, was my hangout day with one of my oldest friend. She is now a Nalini Singh addict. Once again, I'm aging a lot faster than I should even with my extremely child-like looks (I say childlike rather than youthful due to the disturbing attentions I received in the past from really disturbed and sick men). We went shopping. Supposedly the fun kind, but although fun- we ditched to go to the supermarket and had a blast buying food. And I really wanted to shop for shoes! My red patent leather maryjanes. *sigh* Shoes. *ahem* Took my sister, who came back for the three day weekend, to hang out with her friends. They were really nice and I brought my dog again. Yes, we're seeing the dog pattern.
(You can see how irritated she was with me. She was so annoyed, but so cute! So, this is now my avatar. Hehehe.)
Today, had to drop off my sister so she can go back to the Bay. It's okay since I'll be visiting soon enough.
Things are a little dicey in my life at the moment so I may not be on as often as I would like (I should be able to read, but may not comment-using library internet when I can). Once things become a bit more settled (hopefully before SF), I'll be able to post all those back reviews I've been saving and editing and trying to add more information to.
How was everyone's weekend?
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I saw this on Katie(babs) and Kristie(j) , Sarai, and Nadia. It looked like fun and rather interesting on what is considered "classics." Personally, Harry Potter was good, but I don't think it's the top classics.
Here is the Top 100 Most Popular Books on LibraryThing. Bold what you own, italicize what you've read.
All these books are so-so for me except maybe five, so I eliminated the ****. Yes, I'm a brat. I think it's been rather evident. ;)
1. Harry Potter and the sorcerer's stone by J.K. Rowling
2. Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (Book 6) by J.K. Rowling
3. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Book 5) by J.K. Rowling
4. Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (Book 2) by J.K. Rowling
5. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (Book 3) by J.K. Rowling
6. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Book 4) by J.K. Rowling
7. The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown
8. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
9. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (Book 7) by J.K. Rowling
10. 1984 by George Orwell
11. Pride and Prejudice (Bantam Classics) by Jane Austen
12. The catcher in the rye by J.D. Salinger
13. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
14. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
15. The lord of the rings by J.R.R. Tolkien
16. The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini
17. Jane Eyre (Penguin Classics) by Charlotte Bronte
18. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
19. Life of Pi by Yann Martel
20. Animal Farm by George Orwell
21. Angels & demons by Dan Brown
22. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
23. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
24. One Hundred Years of Solitude (Oprah's Book Club) by Gabriel Garcia Marquez TBR pile
25. The Fellowship of the Ring (The Lord of the Rings, Part 1) by J.R.R. Tolkien
26. Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden
27. The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger
28. The Two Towers (The Lord of the Rings, Part 2) by J.R.R. Tolkien
29. The Odyssey by Homer
30. Catch-22 by Joseph Heller
31. Slaughterhouse-five by Kurt Vonnegut
32. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
33. The return of the king : being the third part of The lord of the rings by J.R.R. Tolkien
34. Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
35. American Gods: A Novel by Neil Gaiman (TBR)
36. The chronicles of Narnia by C. S. Lewis (TBR)
37. The hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy by Douglas Adams (TBR)
38. Lord of the Flies by William Golding
39. The lovely bones: a novel by Alice Sebold
40. Ender's Game (Ender, Book 1) by Orson Scott Card (TBR)
41. The Golden Compass (His Dark Materials, Book 1) by Philip Pullman
42. Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch by Neil Gaiman (TBR)
43. Dune by Frank Herbert
44. Emma by Jane Austen
45. Frankenstein by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
46. The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn (Bantam Classics) by Mark Twain
47. Anna Karenina (Oprah's Book Club) by Leo Tolstoy
48. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susanna Clarke
49. Middlesex: A Novel by Jeffrey Eugenides
50. Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West by Gregory Maguire
51. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov
52. The Silmarillion by J.R.R. Tolkien
53. The Iliad by Homer
54. The Stranger by Albert Camus
55. Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics) by Jane Austen
56. Great Expectations (Penguin Classics) by Charles Dickens
57. The Handmaid's Tale: A Novel by Margaret Atwood
58. On the Road by Jack Kerouac
59. Freakonomics [Revised and Expanded]: A Rogue Economist Explores the Hidden Side of Everything by Steven D. Levitt (TBR)
60. The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint Exupery
61. The lion, the witch and the wardrobe by C. S. Lewis
62. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle
63. Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
64. The Grapes of Wrath (Centennial Edition) by John Steinbeck
65. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott
66. The Name of the Rose: including Postscript to the Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco
67. The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
68. Moby Dick by Herman Melville
69. The complete works by William Shakespeare (read most of it)
70. Guns, Germs, and Steel: The Fates of Human Societies by Jared Diamond
71. Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris
72. The Poisonwood Bible by Barbara Kingsolver
73. Hamlet (Folger Shakespeare Library) by William Shakespeare
74. Of Mice and Men (Penguin Great Books of the 20th Century) by John Steinbeck
75. A Tale of Two Cities (Penguin Classics) by Charles Dickens
76. The Alchemist (Plus) by Paulo Coelho
77. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath
78. The Picture of Dorian Gray (Barnes & Noble Classics Series) (Barnes & Noble Classics) by Oscar Wilde
79. The Elements of Style, Fourth Edition by William Strunk
80. Love in the Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez TBR pile
81. The Subtle Knife (His Dark Materials, Book 2) by Philip Pullman
82. Atonement: A Novel by Ian McEwan
83. The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
84. The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd
85. Dracula by Bram Stoker
86. Heart of Darkness (Dover Thrift Editions) by Joseph Conrad
87. A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess
88. Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
89. The amber spyglass by Philip Pullman
90. A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (Penguin Classics) by James Joyce
91. The Unbearable Lightness of Being: A Novel (Perennial Classics) by Milan Kundera
92. Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse
93. Neuromancer by William Gibson
94. The Canterbury Tales (Penguin Classics) by Geoffrey Chaucer
95. Persuasion (Penguin Classics) by Jane Austen
96. Anansi Boys by Neil Gaiman
97. The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova
98. Angela's Ashes: A Memoir by Frank McCourt
99. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers
100. The Prince by Niccolo Machiavelli
What I find really fasinating is the fact I don't remember most of these books that I've read. I'm sure I've read more of those listed, but seriously, what makes a classic 'classic?' Is it the drama? The tortures writers place their characters through? The biographical or snapshots of a time period/person? Or is it sales? So many books were the 'classics' of their times, or the completely obscure books turn into 'classics' after a time. Some stay classics, but why? How? Should I really honestly care?
I can name so many books not considered classics that made more of an impact on my life. And surprisingly, quite a few are romance. *wink*