Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Bye Bye Summer, Hello Foggy Mornings...
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Currently.
Anyway, I just had to deal with some credit card fraud on my OSU Chase credit card. Sooo lame seriously. Some fucking douche ass bought $1,000 worth of religious books using my credit card number in Florida. Lame right?! Ugh. Whatever. It's all straightened out now and Chase is going to cancel the account and give me a new credit card. Ha ha! Hilarious dude. I don't really want a new one, considering I already have pretty big credit charges on my other credit cards but whatever you know. I probably just won't use it ever, like the original one!!! That's how I knew it wasn't me because I never use that credit card. It's not even in my wallet so I don't even know where it is!!! Ha ha!
What else... so far it's been a very chill summer. I'm waiting for crazy ass hot weather so I can hit the beaches and go crazy with my friends. Speaking of summer, road trip! I haven't gone on one yet so it's going to be a must soon!!!
Hope everyone else is having a good summer! :)
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Summer! Yeah! :)
Monday, June 8, 2009
Shoot Me.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
:D
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
OMFG.
Yesterday, I filled out the worst teacher evaluation of my college career. This teacher, literally, is the worst teacher ever. He's disorganized, he's sarcastic in the wrong places, and he just makes me angry most of the time. It's amazing how he's still teaching this class. I think he shouldn't teach research methods anymore. Seriously. Everyone was so happy to get those evaluations in class. Angrily filling them out. It was glorious.
I'm super hungry right now. I kind of have the hunger gags. And I was starting to fall asleep in my last class so I need some coffee. Yum. Iced coffee. Yum.
Pad thai tomorrow!!! So excited! I swear if Tarntip was in Portland, I would cream myself. I'm going to miss it over the summer. Although I might drive down here just to get some!
BTW, OSU students, those cracked out freaks have the abortion pics up again. Retarded.
I have one thing to say right now: I hate those douches that likes to ruin my good time. Those people that point out things and make everything really awkward. One of my acquaintances is like that and there's a reason why he's still an acquaintance. He's a fucking douche. He just likes to ruin jokes and stuff with his "intellect," which really is just him being super annoying.
Note: There are old people next to me being amazed over their iPhones and iTouches. I'm like... stop making everyone aware of how old you are.
Anyway, good luck to everyone with studying! This weekend is going to be a bitch!
Friday, May 29, 2009
BEACH. And Papers!
So I have to write up that reflection/essay thing for my Juvenile Delinquency class. Whoo. AND yesterday, I turned in my lame ass SOC 416 paper! It was 20+ pages long. All about affirmative action. I think it's pretty professional. Except Hammer wanted us to keep the line numbers on the paper, which looks so lame. Anyway, I'm super happy I turned that in and don't have to worry about that shit anymore!
I can't wait for summer. Seriously. Everyone needs a break from this piece of shit town.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Senior Registration!
Friday, May 22, 2009
3-Day Weekend!!! And Some Good News!
OH! I met with Lori Cramer, my advisor, and we went over my graduation progress. I've been really focused on academics for the past two terms and it's paid off! I'm finally on track and I only need 40 credits to graduate!!! Yeah! I'm completely done with the core shit, I took almost all of my sociology credits (I only need six upper-level credits), and I'm only missing like two classes for the liberal arts core. So next year is full of electives! Any suggestions? I'm so happy! I was worried that I would have to stay for another term but nope! I'm gone after next spring term! :D Finally!
P.S.: To you sociology majors out there: I pray to Buddha that Roger Hammer is not teaching 316 next year. It's ridiculous.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Grey's Anatomy Predictions.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Whoa! Thanks Chaotic Cookie!

I am sooo bored. Later tonight, I'm going to write a blog on the season finale of Grey's Anatomy so look out for that! I am also going to the drag show tonight with my roommate and some friends. Whoo! There better be some good draggers out there. I love a challenge.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
BLOOD.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Busy Busy...
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Throwback Blog Number One!
Okay. I called a couple of you about what happened last Thirsty Thursday and here is the entire story:
It's Thirsty Thursday. I always get some friends up and have a good old drunk time together. This time, two of them wanted to smoke. I told them they could smoke in my room. I was already wasted by that time. I really don't know why they still took my word for it. But they smoked a little in there. I had no idea how strong it was. Apparently people could smell it from the elevator. I live about two hallways and through two doors from the elevator. Anyway, me and two of my friends that didn't smoke ran down to go get a movie. The RAs are doing their duty and one of the smells pot from my room. We get back and they call the cops. I was actually not freaking out because I was drunk. My two friends that smoked were in the room and it was the three of us that left in the hallway with the RAs. The cops show up and they tell everyone to leave the room and asks me to go in there with him. He says something like we know someone smoked weed in this room. I was like yeah but it wasn't me. Then he tells me to get my weed. I was not in the room and they were hiding everything so I really didn't know where everything was. They put the pot where I usually put it but I didn't know where they put the pipe. I get the weed for the officer but I didn't know where the pipe was. He goes out to ask the two people that were still in the room where it was and the motherfuckers tell him that they didn't know and all they were doing was studying in the room. One of them even took my binder and was pretending it was hers.
The cop obviously didn't believe them but there wasn't a whole lot he could do. So he takes me back in the room and asks me if he could look through my shit to find the pipe. I said yeah because really, a search warrant is a lot scarier than just letting him do it. He does a simple run through my room and then asks me to step outside. Then he looks through EVERYTHING. He looks through my closet and my friends put the beer in there. He takes those out. He keeps looking and the last place he looks is under my bed. That was the worst, most heartbreaking part of it all. He finds all my booze. I had 7 or 8 bottles of vodka under there. He's like "oh, what's this?" and pulls every single bottle out. The RAs are watching him pull all that shit out and my RA Kelly looks at me and I'm like oh fucking shit. He takes them all out and then keeps looking for the pipe. All this time, everyone is in the hallway and the other officer took their names and did some tests to see if they were high. The two that smoked weren't high enough so they were fine. My other friend was really just working on her homework in there and she was fine. My friend Mike was drunk and they gave him an M.I.P. The worst part is that they were all out there chit chatting with the damn police officer like my life was not getting ruined at that time. I was getting so pissed. And then the officer in my room found the pipe in the trash. He takes it out and puts it next to the weed and then takes all the bottles and puts them outside my room. The RAs had to take inventory of it all. I was like fucking Jesus. And everyone in my hall had their doors open and was watching all of this bullshit. They let the three of my friend go and me and Mike had to stay, pick up all the bottles, go to the floor kitchen, and pour every single bottle out. The fucking Walk of Shame. All my neighbors were watching me walk down the hallway with my arms full of vodka. I had a fresh fifth of Smirnoff that I had to open and pour down the drain. I poured about $150 of vodka down. I seriously almost cried. Then we went back and the officer was writing my violation ticket. He told me that all I had to do was show up to court. I'm like motherfucker, this is the worst night of my life. Don't tell me that's all I have to do. I've never done anything like this bullshit before. Then the officers leave and it's me, Mike, and the RAs. Kelly really didn't want to get me in trouble but it was the other fucker that made her call the police. God. They tell me just to go to court and that I have to meet with my RD. Then they leave and it's me and Mike sitting there looking at our tickets. That's when I broke out the phone and called people.
I have an M.I.P which is Minor In Possession. It's getting drunk when you're underage and you get caught. And my second charge is Possession of Marijuana. Oh God. I have no idea how big my fine is going to be. It might be well over $1000. I'm freaking out so bad about this. If I knew how much it was I wouldn't be freaking out so bad but I don't. And I don't know if they're going to kick me out of my dorm. How am I going to explain that to my parents? How am I going to explain that I moved somewhere else? They're not going to know anything about this. They're sending everything to the dorm so they don't need to know anything. Thank Buddha for that because I would have been kicked out of the house and I couldn't talk to anyone ever. And I'm sure I would be pummeled to death by my mother.
The worst part is that one of my friends knew where the pipe was. If they told him where it was, the officer would have just broken the pipe, thrown the weed away, and that would have been it. He wouldn't have searched through my entire room and found all my vodka. I wouldn't have charges against me. I wouldn't be in such huge trouble. I wouldn't be so scared about all this shit. And they haven't talked to me since. It's so fucked up. I don't know what to do. I'm just a huge fucking mess right now. But no one will see it. I hide shit all the time. I just don't know what to do. I'm going to court, pleading guilty since they have evidence on me, and paying whatever I have to pay and praying I don't get kicked out of the dorm.
By the way, if you owe me money, it would be a really good time to send it back my way right now. I need over $1000 by May 24th, my court date. I don't know if they're going to charge me the full fine for the weed but I'm just thinking safe. And I still have the M.I.P. to worry about. I know I never do this but seriously, if you can help me out, please help me. I hate asking for money but for real I need this. I can't believe all of this happened. This is so fucked up.
UPDATE: April 30: Okay. I thought about this more clearly. It is not right for me to just blame them. It was largely my fault too. If I didn't think smoking in my room was such a fantastic idea, they wouldn't have done it. It was a horrible idea to have the pot in the first place. That shit was strong. [sigh] It's just been so stressful, you know? And motherfuckers won't stop looking at me all weird. Jesus. Whatever. I just hope I don't get kicked out of Finley. For real.
Ha ha ha! Oh the memories. By the way, I only paid like $750 for the court charges. Also, I still don't talk to the girls that got us in trouble. Me and Mike were very immature and did some things and they got mad. Which in all honesty, they don't really have the right to be mad since they did legal damage to me but whatever. I'm over this whole thing since it was like two years ago! Shit. It's just a great story to tell.
Hello. And Stalkers.
So today, I got my SOC 416 midterm back. I thought I was totally going to bomb the thing because I am the worst at math. Numbers is just not my thing. But I got a 87% Whoo! I'm pretty much pumped. It's a two-part midterm. This one was all on statistics and tomorrow, we have a midterm on the statistics program we need to learn for our papers, SPSS. It's bullshit. But it's pretty easy so I'm going to do well tomorrow. :)
Oh and more good news: Poop Report published my third story! :) I was so happy when I saw my glorious story on the website! If you didn't know, Poop Report is where we tell our stories concerning feces. I love it. Check it out! My user name is asiansprinkles1 and I have some bomb stories on there.
As for the stalkers part of this blog: there's this creepy ass teacher that I see all the time and all she does is stare at me. Like there's plenty of other people around. But she chooses to look at me... all the time. I know this is a relatively small campus and it's hard to get away from some people but still. It's weird how I don't have class with her anymore and yet I still see her like three times a week. When I did have class with her, all she would do was stare at me. I wish I could say that it was my friends around me or the people behind me but I was exclusive. And now, I see her everywhere. I wouldn't care so much if she didn't stare. Ugh. She has this really like hard stare to her. Like it's not glaring but it's weird. Whatever. She sucks. AND she gave me an A- in her class. An A-!!! God! I would have had a way higher GPA last term but nooo. Thanks.
So I was on Youtube and I saw the most AMAZING video. It's a parody of the "Muffins" video but it's "Muffins, Asian Version." HILARIOUS. You must check this out. All Asians will relate to this.
I am so hungry. Me and my roommate are going to Tarntip, the bombest Thai place ever. Seriously. The only thing that sucks is the service. But the food is so bomb. Jesus. I'm starving... But then again, I'm pretty much always hungry.
Hmmm... what else to blog about... It's almost Mother's Day. Ew. I have a love-hate relationship with my mom. She's weird. And controlling. But then again, she's an Asian Mom. It's in her blood. And I'm sure in the future, it will be in mine. I always get her a card and some sort of flower. She loves flowers. And expensive things. So I stick with the flowers. Last year, I got her a Hello Kitty card. Fucking awesome. It was full of sparklies and pastel colors! :D
Anyway, I must stop blogging. I finally found some time to read the 1000-page book I was bitching about in another blog. And currently, I'm filling up that time with Twitter, Face Book, and Blogger. Ha ha! BTW, the book is "The Executioner's Song" by Norman Mailer. It's about this crazy cunt Gary Gilmore. It's very interesting, just incredibly long... Barf. Well, I guess I'll get to it.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Burnt Out. Randomness. And Some Playoffs.
Saturday, April 25, 2009
The Plan. And Blazers Talk!!!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Gorgeous Day! :D
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Dude. Have A Heart.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Oh My Gosh!
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Hmmm... I'm Not Emo.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Honestly.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Well.
My name is Aileen but some people call me Leen. I'm 21, the bestest age there is, and I mainly live in Corvallis for school but my family lives in good old Portland, Oregon. Yes, I do go to Oregon State and no, I really don't care about the rivalry against University of Oregon. I'm majoring in sociology, one of the only Asians in this field, which I love. I don't know what I want to be when I graduate from college. It's a mystery. It took me a long time to declare a major as it was! I live in a pretty hideous apartment with two roommates, Quan and Nate. Yes they're both boys. It's not very hard to live with them but it can be irritating! I have several best friends but I love all of my friends. I guess I like being in Corvallis but God, I miss the city life. This small town shit is not for me!
I looove video games. But not the newer stuff. I don't like the Wii or any form of XBox. My most favoritest system is the Super Nintendo! Actually, it's tied with the Game Boy Advance, since Nintendo produced a bunch of older video games from the Super Nintendo era! It's amazing I think! Childhood memories on the go! I did download a Super Nintendo emulator on my Macbook Air and a Final Fantasy III (or VI to the rest of the world) rom on it so if you see me staring hard at my laptop at the library, fingers over the cursor buttons and the command and control keys, then I'm trying to conquer the game!
Other than video games, I love going to the gym. I don't have the perfect body society thinks everyone should have (but then again, who really does?) but I still love going to the gym. I let out my aggressions there and it's just fabulous. I also love movies. I'm always looking for a good movie to settle down to. I love horror movies. They're my absolute favorite. :) And I also like dramas. Tearjerkers definitely! And little kid movies. They're mainly innocent and I like to look for adult jokes. Ha! I don't like comedies. I don't see anything funny about them. Seriously. I watch T.V. just to pass the time but the one show I will watch religiously is Grey's Anatomy! Favorite show EVER. It's so fabulous and dramatic! I love it! I also love to go shopping. I mean I know a lot of girls my age do but dang, it's just so much fun! The Pearl is my dream. Who doesn't love having Whole Foods, Diesel, North Face, and the mall so close to each other! I'm a big fan of music. I looove music. I lean more towards hip-hop and R&B but I also love alternative and indie music. I think Tech N9ne is a fucking genius. I love blasting my music at all times.
I love being social. I like talking to people and just sharing beliefs and opinions. I love being with my friends. They're one of the most precious things in my life. I feel like I can trust every one of them with my life. My family is also a big thing for me. I know some people at OSU don't see why I go home every two weeks but my family is a very big deal for me. I love them. They're the people I can go to when everything else goes wrong. Well, my sister anyway. I used to hate my parents in high school but I realize that they're good people. I love them, especially my dad. They'll do anything for us.
Oh. The title of this blog. Whoo Fest. Whoo Fest represents the yelling me and my crunk friends do when we're crunk. It's pretty much the best time of the night. :)
Let's see... what else? I think I started this blog just to write crazy shit down. I want to delete my MySpace and the only valuable thing on there is the blogging feature. And all my crazy pics! So after I save all my pictures on my computer, bye-bye MySpace! It's worthless, especially now that I'm in college.