Do You Really Want to Be Mrs. Jonas?

OMG, I dated a Jonas Brother, it was SOOOO hot!

Yes, I know those aren't the lyrics, but it fit perfectly right?

I was listening to my iPod (yes, you read that right) and doing the dishes at work listening to Can't Have You by the Jonas Brothers who we all know are back together unless you live under a rock. I'm still shocked it's been over a year since their reunion and I couldn't be happier for them.

We all have had our "Future Mrs. Jonas" proudly etched on our binders in middle school and thought how great it would have been if either Joe, Nick, or Kevin were single forever so we could marry one of them, but then I thought, do we really? Do we really know what we're getting ourselves into?

Think about it. Really think about it. They're performers. They do interviews, performances, talk shows, radio shows probably every day. Is that a life you'd be willing to jump into? You'd probably see them for a few hours a day at the most.

They played a show almost every day for the past year during the Happiness Begins tour and they probably either left their wives on the tour bus or flew out to play shows every so often. Would you sacrifice your current life for that? Sure you could SEE the shows for free, but is it really worth it?

I think this all started when I kept seeing pictures of Joe Jonas and Sophie Turner popping up in my news feed almost every day. I'm happy for them, but it's just almost sad to see pictures of them daily. I think at some point, I stopped following them for a little bit (their lives, not their Instagrams obviously) because I just wasn't interested anymore.

Think about it from their perspective. I'm pretty sure they're not too happy going to say, a movie theatre and seeing paparazzi everywhere. The fans would love it yes, but isn't that what Instagram's for? I'm sure they're all "used" to it by now. And I say "used" to it in quotes because they never really signed up for this either. In their documentary, they mentioned they didn't really know how big they actually were until they really took a step back and thought about it.

Think about it. All their wives are work in the industry. Danielle was a hairdresser for the Jonas Brothers. Now she's happily married to Kevin Jonas and they have the cutest daughters. Priyanka is an actress and is also happily married to Nick Jonas. Sophie Turner was famously on Game of Thrones (which I still have yet to watch) and is happily married to Joe Jonas and is rumoured to be expecting which OMG I couldn't be happier for them if the rumours are true xD

What do the "Jonas sisters" all have in common? They're all in the same industry and have been for a very long time so they're "used" to being followed around, having their picture taken all the time, seeing paparazzi even when they're going to the dentist (they probably have their own, but you get the point). So they get that the boys have to do interviews, TV shows, and performances because they do pretty much the same. There's just something to the familiarity that makes us connect in the most unusual ways. Joe and Sophie are both goofballs. Nick and Priyanka are literally #couplegoals. And Kevin and Danielle are so adorable.

Now, put yourselves into their shoes. Are you, an average girl who isn't used to getting her picture take unless it's picture day or for Instagram, ever going to get used to the star-studded lifestyle? Having paparazzi everywhere you go and being scrutinised 24/7?

Take Prince Harry and Duchess Megan for example. They're receiving some backlash for letting go of royal duties and most people are blaming Megan for it. But is it really her fault? Is it really her fault that Harry just wants to protect his family? She knew what she was marrying into, for a lack of a better phrase. Megan's also used to being scrutinised too, since she was an actress, but maybe all this royal stuff is a little too much. Maybe she wants a say in this too.

So, let me ask you again. Do you really want to become Mrs. Jonas? Sure, your14-year-old self might, but 25-year-old you might think otherwise.

Might edit this again because it sounds a little choppy. But I got what I need out there.

Why I Buy Imitation Products

I love online shopping. I also love buying things simply because I want to.

However, there's a certain stigma towards people who buy what I call imitation products. You know, how imitation crab tastes like crab but isn't crab meat? Same thing.

I don't want to use the word fake because nothing in this world is really "fake".

A few years ago, I went to Hong Kong and bought these Toms for I would say cheaper than the real ones cost.  At the time, I wasn't sure if they were real or imitation ones, and I really didn't care, so I didn't think much of them at the time.

A few months ago, I bought an acne cleanser that was very similar to the Neutrogena oil-free acne face wash for a fraction of what the Neutrogena one cost. On the bottle, it even said "Compare to the Neutrogena oil-free acne face wash". I compared the ingredients and they were EXACTLY THE SAME.

A few weeks ago, I bought a pair of Bluetooth earphones because I really didn't like how clunky and big my Bluetooth headphones were and they were starting to have connectivity issues after almost two years of use. I got them and they looked very similar to the Apple Airpods which retail for I think over $100. I wasn't looking for something that looked similar to the Apple Airpods. I just wanted a pair of affordable Bluetooth earphones.

Two things. Apple products are wayyyyyyy too overrated and overpriced for what they're worth. And if you have an iPad or iPhone versus a Galaxy Tablet or an Android phone, so what? Just to look more bougee?

So why exactly don't I feel the need to buy name brand products? Because they're not worth it. Hence the company Brandless. That's what they're all about. No name-brand bullshit. Simply just products for the purpose of being useful. No fancy name branding crap.

I want to buy a product that's both affordable and practical. Hence, why I buy imitation products.

A few days ago, somehow a video showed up in my recommended (oh, the lovely YouTube algorithm) about the most expensive bag in the world. And I've never even heard of the brand until now. It was the Hermes Birkin bag. And it retails for $50,000 as the most expensive bag in the world. For what goshdarn reason?

I've seen videos about how 90% of luxury brand items go towards advertising, marketing, and pretty much everything else but the actual cost of the bag. Just think of it. Does it really make sense that a two bags of the same material can have such a variety of price tags?

Of course, there's also the whole debate of it being from actual animal skin blah blah blah so it adds onto the cost and the rarity of it. I won't get into that.

But let's be real, from afar, would someone really care if you're holding a $500 Louis Vuitton bag or a $50 bag that looks similar but has a less known if not at all brand?

Of course there are bound to be imitation products out there and of course brands want to protect their work and prevent these from happening. Remember the whole deal with that Kylie Cosmetics dupe drama? But can we really blame someone from being inspired by a design?

Yes, I understand why people buy brand name products. But is the hefty price tag for just a name etched into the fabric really worth it?

So yes, I buy imitation products because I don't feel like I need to pay extra for something similar that can do the job just fine without the extra price.

Might delve into why I like online shopping better than retail shopping in a later post.

See this video.

The Truth About Skincare Products

I spent almost an entire day watching skincare videos and reactions yesterday. Why, you may ask. It started with me watching a new video Wengie had just uploaded. Oh, YouTube, how I love and hate you sometimes.

It got me thinking, WHY THE HECK do skincare products have such a wide range of prices? Take clay masks for example. I think they blew up these past few years. Not just clay masks, but Korean skincare, and specifically, the 10-step Korean skincare routine. Ain't nobody got time for that!

Back to clay masks. Some retail for $20 or less while others go for as much as $200. Two hundred!!! US dollars! My face is NOT worth that much.

I'd say I spend a good amount on skincare. Not a crazy amount, but just bare minimum for me to be considered a skincare...amateur? Not as much as the average person my age, I'd say.

That got me thinking, why DO skincare products range from relatively cheap to crazy expensive?! They have pretty much the same ingredients in them.

I bought this walnut scrub (I know, just bear with me) with the same ingredients as the overhyped St. Ives Apricot scrub for less than half the price.

So why. exactly? I would say branding. Take the example of Brandless. Everything on that site is I believe less than $10. And they have skincare products for less than $10.

But is a $200 moisturizer as effective as a $20 moisturizer? Cue the YouTube videos. I would say yes. So why do people still give into the $200 moisturizer? Branding. Marketing. It sells. More than the $20 moisturizer? Maybe. But do they have the same active ingredients? Probably. So why do people still give into this trap? Because ethos. We all give into emotion, and overly promising promises, even if they don't deliver. Because we want some justification as to why we spent that much money. It's the whole ethos, pathos, logos model we loved and hated in high school. Just me? Keep reading, you'll figure it out.

That's why I never spend more than $30 on any skincare product. The most expensive has been this Vitamin E Serum from the Body Shop I got for $28 when I was obsessed with "natural" products. Hence, the $30 maximum.

For now, I look at three factors before purchasing anything. Do I actually need it? Can I live without it? Is the price easily justified?

There have been times when I really wanted something, but thought, I can buy this another day, when I really want and have an actual need for it. Living in a smaller apartment also helps me minimise the number of things I buy while maximising the things I do have and the space I have to put it. No, I don't live in New York, if that's what you're asking.

An example is the overly hyped Sand & Sky Australian clay mask. I decided to buy a pink clay mask from Skin&Lab for half the price just to try it out. I don't know if it was my skin or the type of clay, but it didn't work for me. I still have almost the entire bottle just sitting there. I mix it with one of the other Skin&Lab clay masks I bought just to use it up.

I did some more digging and listed a bunch of skincare products I use and calculated it to be a little under $10 per unit. So that's a very rough (take it with a HUGE grain of salt) estimate. A little under $10 per face mask, for every single pump of moisturizer, eye cream, serum, essence, whatever it is we use (yes, guys have skin too!). I've spent a little over than $500 on skincare alone. And that's in a span of two years. So I guess you could say about $250 a year. If you think about it, that's not too bad, but it sounds like a lot. So next time, before you buy a skincare product, think about if you actually need it, or are you just giving in to this marketing gimmick?

Now, I'm going to use my previous knowledge and pretend to sound smart. Companies sell products. They don't care if you pay $200 or $20. As long as they make a profit, even as little as $5 or $10. But in the real world, that's not true. It would be double the base price.

The whole ethos, pathos, logs. Companies live and breathe on these three rhetoric skills. Ethos. Branding. Overly persuasive language. Celebrity endorsements. Claiming a $200 moisturiser will improve skin texture when a $20 one will do the same thing. Pathos. We all give into feelings. Having someone tell a story of how a product helped them fight off their acne, when if you think about it, it could be a variety of different factors. Your sleep schedule. Environment. What you eat. Hormonal. And much more. Pretty packaging and really cool advertising. Logos. Actual scientific facts. Okay this, I can understand why, but $200 versus $20?!

Of course there could be the yes, the $20 product might contain harmful ingredients like alcohol which everyone has a different reaction to, but it's all about what works, not what's good for your skin, but is paying 10 times the price really worth it? I know it's a stretch, but that's the logic. Is it really worth all that branding, useless jargon, beautiful packing and questionable claims? For all you know that $200 cream could be just another "sugar pill". At the end of the day it's all about what's in the ingredients and what works for you.

I remember back when I was a cashier, I took a look at the invoice we just got for some product we were selling. The unit price was about a little over a dollar and we were selling it for more than twice the unit price. That's how companies make money. That's the cold hard truth. If companies just sold things for a little over or the same price as they got it for, no one would be making any money. It would be just like the olden days of trading rocks for gold. We wouldn't be as successful as we are today to put it in simpler words.

I wish I could explain why people give into these stupid gimmicks, but I just can't. I can just try to find a reasonable explanation based on my logic and what I think goes into people's minds before making a purchase.

This doesn't just go for skincare. I'm just using this as an example of what society tends to do to the average consumer. So next time you go (online) shopping for an item, ask yourself those three questions before adding it to your (virtual) cart.

Why I Don't Shop on Amazon

I watched this video called Amazon Employees React to Amazon Employees on South Park. And it got me thinking. The stigma behind how Amazon treats their employees really hit me. I don't know why or for what reason, but I felt like I had to say something.

I've never worked at Amazon so this might not be the point of view as expected, but I'll just share my part.

One of the main reasons I don't shop on Amazon is because you can find the same thing on other sites like eBay for so much cheaper! I also hear story upon story of how a worker got fired for something really petty, like taking too long to input something. Or how that one worker had to pee in a cup because she had to reach her quota for the day. Don't get me wrong, they have literally EVERYTHING, but at what cost?

So why is the same product on eBay cheaper than it is on Amazon? Simple. Fees. eBay has a different fee schedule than on Amazon. Sellers can list their own shit on eBay for little to nothing, whereas on Amazon, there's both things from regular people like you and I, and also from Amazon itself, which adds onto the overall cost of the item. A $20 water bottle on Amazon could easily go for as little as $5 on eBay. Yes, really. Unlike Amazon, you can literally list ANYTHING on eBay. Well, there are some exceptions, but you get the idea. New, used, broken, list it on eBay and make a few extra bucks!

I'm not just saying eBay is the only alternative when it comes to online shopping. It's a good example of what other options are out there.

Also, membership. What is this, Costco? Even then, you get things in bulk and for cheaper (per unit)! Don't get me wrong, I tried the free-trial membership, and it was cool and all for the 30-days it lasted. It was nice getting my stuff a few days after I bought the item. But is it really NECESSARY? The whole point of online shopping is a economically planned out decision.

Think of it this way. You get to spend the day relaxing at home, doing whatever you want, shopping ONLINE instead of driving to a crowded store, finding parking, and then frantically looking through aisles for that one item you wanted, and then waiting in line to get that item THE SAME DAY. You probably just wasted half a day doing that. Minus the unnecessary window shopping for things you wanted.

Instead, you buy the same item online in the comfort of your own home, on your favourite couch, watching some Netflix and then wait a few days for that item to come. Simple.

So why do I have to pay for membership if the trade-off is just waiting a few extra days to get the item instead of getting it the same day? See, it just doesn't make sense to me. The whole idea of online shopping is expecting things to come a little later than tomorrow. So why pay for that luxury of getting things two days after you order it? It's like the buzz about Apple. Why pay for a $1000 "luxury" phone if you can get the same thing with similar if not better features for half the price?

This dives into the deeper question of the bigger the corporation, the shittier you get treated. Take Disney, for example. We all know of their infamous minimum wage, and how it just recently got pushed to $15 an hour. And how long their hours are with very minimal benefits and horrible standards. We've all heard those Disney horror stories.

So there you have it. Why I don't shop on Amazon. You could find things somewhere else. It's the 21st fucking century. Everything's online nowadays. You just gotta know where to look.

Mid-College Crisis

This weekend, was like every other weekend. I went home, and I thought I was going to have lunch with my sister, but she had to cancel because she had other plans. No biggie. 

So I was just doing my homework, like every other weekend. Creative writing. It was a piece of cake. Sociology. Harder but doable.

And then I got to my econ homework. I had a test on Tuesday, since we have a test every two weeks for that class. So...we pretty much have four tests and a cumulative finals. 

I would normally approach it with just reading the book and such, but it was different this time. Halfway reading through my economics book I thought, "What am I doing with my life?" All my life, I've sort of been pressured into doing everything. My dad pressuring me to do well in school (which wasn't a bad thing), him wanting me to study accounting (I later switched to marketing because I hated accounting and it bored the heck out of me), him wanting me to graduate college and get a job.

It got me thinking, DO I REALLY ENJOY MY MAJOR? I wanted to come in as an English or creative writing major, but I wanted to play it safe and stick to business, but when I couldn't get into the business school because of my low GPA, I switched to economics. After three years of taking economics classes, which I didn't particularly enjoy, but I toughed through it anyways, it made me realise, what the heck am I doing with my life?

Sooooo, long story short, I decided that I might as well finish off my degree in economics marketing, and just see where it takes me. My plan was that I  get a degree, see if I get a job I like, and if none of that works out, apply to Cal Poly Pomona in hotel management or nursing, and go from there. 

MORAL OF THE STORY: Pick the right major before going to a 4-year university.

Do all Asians look the same?

This has happened to me a lot over the course of my life and I thought I should discuss this.

DO ALL ASIANS LOOK THE SAME TO A NON-ASIAN PERSON?

I swear, I've gotten called so many names of my Asian classmates. I'll share two stories.

The first one happened to me in high school. By my CHINESE teacher, which was weird. There was this one girl, Shannon, who sat in front of me, and me, Jenny. Keep in mind, we're both Chinese. I would always get called Shannon all the time, and she would get called Jenny. And this is also in a room that is 90% Asian. I mean, we didn't look alike AT ALL. I had glasses and she didn't. I mean, we were kinda the same height, and she had glasses that she wore sometimes.

The next one happened to me also in high school. By my biology teacher. Me and my friend both had to retake the first semester of biology because of this teacher who was infamous at my high school for being boring and hard. We used the sit in the back of the classroom, and always next to each other, and we were both Asian (I think she was Vietnamese or something?) So the teacher (I wasn't sure if she was Middle Eastern or what; I don't wanna assume things) used to mix up our names a lot, which wasn't a big deal, since we'd always be sitting next to each other.

The last one actually happened today. My TA for my creative writing class (check out Edgar Gomez) asked the class if anyone had brought a hard copy of our assignments, and I was the only one who raised my hand, and he ended up calling me Tiffany (this other girl in my class who was Korean - I think - and we sat next to each other on the first day), and I had to awkwardly correct him, but he was cool about it.  And I look NOTHING like this girl - Tiffany had brown hair, no glasses, and was a bit shorter than I was. Although we sort of had similar length hair.

All of this got me thinking...do All Asians really look that similar to non-Asians or do they just associate Asians as one broad category and tend to call us names that are given to other Asians because we are of the same group? Does it have to do with our facial structure?

My Roommate

This post is dedicated to my awesome roommate, who unfortunately got suspended from college. Sorry, Cindy.

My roommate is awesome. She's very nice to people and gets along with everyone very well. Unfortunately, she didn't do so well the first few quarters of college because she hung out with the wrong group of people. Don't get me wrong, she's really smart but made some poor decisions.

She became my roommate at random.  I applied for Summer Bridge because I wanted to go onto English 1A, but I didn't want to because I was already taking two classes at college, in the summer. I know right, TORTURE!!! Anyways, so apparently they already had my room ready and all, because Summer Bridge was like almost every day, and I live in LA and it's like a 2-hour drive to college.  Anyways, so she spent Summer Bridge without a roommate. :( Sorry Cindy! But fortunately, she made friends, and had a roommate because her friend, who lives 40 minutes away stayed with her and stuff.

So then fall quarter started, and it turns out, we're really similar in our interests and stuff! It was really awesome having her as a roommate, but unfortunately she was only my roommate for about two quarters, because she got kicked out of UCR because of her low GPA. She made really bad decisions and hung out with the wrong people. But we all do that at one point.

I actually still keep in touch with her, and she's doing pretty well. She goes to a community college and works part-time at Coffee Bean. She even gave us free coffee! She's really cool! I just wish she hadn't made those bad decisions :( She could've been my roommate for longer :O And I wouldn't have to go through that much trouble later on D:

Letter of Truth

Dear ex-roommate,
You know who you are. I'm not writing this to apologise, so don't get your hopes up. I didn't move out of that stupid apartment because of you. I moved out because your actions were getting on my nerves. And that you assumed that I'd be okay with everything you did because I was your roommate? And because I never said anything? Well guess what, you were wrong. By you bringing your boyfriend over every day, you think it's cute? And you think it's alright that he sleeps over every single day? Oh look, my boyfriend makes me do all this stuff for him, and I clean up after him because he manipulates me to do all this stuff, and I'm doing this because I love him. Yeah, right. He was a fricking douchebag. Never cleaned up after himself, never really was considerate of others, never really acted like a real friend. I don't even know how you can put up with him. I hope one day, you will realise that he is a real jerk and you two break up. I would feel sorry for you but I just don't anymore. Okay, I bring my boyfriend over sometimes, and he sleeps over, but at least I asked. So next time he does something, at least be considerate of others. We had to clean up after his messes. His vomit, his trash, his blown-up pizza in my microwave. And not only that, you were also inconsiderate. I guess you got that from him, huh? You never even asked whose dish rack that was, and just assuming it was there forever, you just used it, and forced me to use the dishwasher. Also, you have a fricking full size bed in the room. Do you know how annoying that is? It's like you're taking up 3/4 of the room, and I can't even complain. Not only that, it's like you have no privacy. Do you know how many times I was basically forced to use the living room because he was sleepin in the bedroom. "I could just sleep on the couch," That's not the problem. The problem is that he just crashes here for like months without feeling any guilt. That's not logical at all. He doesn't even act like a decent human being. Telling the RD was the first step of my plan. I have much more to come. So watch out.

I Saw Ryan Out One Morning Playin'

So there was this one guy I had this HUGE crush on in high school, and he now goes to the same college as I do.  Let's call him Ryan.  So I saw him quite a few times during the years I've been at college.  So he's in a fraternity called Phi Kappa Sigma. Or at least I think that's what it's called. I looked it up lol. And so he was rushing for his fraternity. Aka recruiting freshmen and new members to his frat. Not really haha. They just sit there and do nothing for a few hours.  I swear, there's like three columns of sororities and fraternities rushing, and they're either on their phones or talking to each other. Anyways, so I was walking by his frat, and he saw me and gave me this weird look.  Like that look when you haven't seen someone in a long time and you forgot their name but they look familiar look. Either that or a really confused look. Cuz I was with my boyfriend at the time, but he doesn't know Ryan. well he knows who Ryan is, but not what he looks like.  Anyways, while after we passed each other, I got this weird feeling in me.  Like I still have feelings for him, and I'm pretty sure he knows who I am anyways. Well he may have known that I liked him back in high school, but he knows who I am.  He commented on my birthday post to him.  Yes, I still know his birthday.

So...

Since I've been talking about boys a lot, I've actually started dating one. I won't say was his name is, but he's literally the sweetest thing.  Let's call him Sean.  So Sean and I met on the day of the college placement exam.  Well, sorta.  I added him on Facebook because I thought he was cool and pretty chill.  And then he just started talking to me ;)
So then, after we met, we started talking to each other like literally EVERY DAY. And on Skype too, for no real apparent reason.  Maybe it's cuz he wanted to add me on Skype?  Haha, I have no idea.  Well, maybe it was that day that I found three of my Skypes (yes, I forgot that I made three lol) and I posted that I had three Skypes on Facebook and he told me to add him. LOL.  So then we just started talking every day on Skype after that.  And he would always be the one to start the conversation, not me, cuz I'm shy like that.
So then fast forward about a few weeks, he wanted to hang out with me, you know, just as friends.  I guess I wanted to too, but I never really got around to it.  He was the one who suggested the idea first...I think. \
So then we hung out, and we were having so much fun that we didn't even notice that we hung out for like FIVE HOURS!!
Fast forward about a month, I went to China with my dad (my mom had work :( ), but I would still talk to him like in the middle of the day, and I felt so bad because it would be like 11 or 12 at night where he was.  I had a lot of fun just like casually talking to him, telling him about my day and stuff.  But it was hard trying to find Wi-Fi hotspots, since I didn't have texting, and I lost my phone about halfway through the trip by dropping it into a river. But yeah it was pretty fun.
And when I got to college, we met and hung out for a couple of days, just as friends, and I met his roommates, and they seemed pretty chill, but not now haha. I'll tell you about that later. He would always go into my room because he had a triple and 90% of the time, his roommates would be in the room, and I had a double and my roommate wouldn't be there 90% of the time.  So one day, after this party thing we had at my college, he and I just went into my room because he apparently has an obsession with the amount of space he has in my room lol. And we were dead tired, so we were just messing around in my bed, when he randomly asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes.
And everything went on from there. I'm still dating Sean and two days ago, it was our 7-month. :)

Oh, Him? We're Just Friends :)

Okay, so I graduated from high school, and our school holds this tradition of grad night after graduation.
So I went. And my friend, let's call him Jake.
So, I found out that Jake was going to grad night, and my friends made fun of me. They think that every time Jake comes up to me, he's flirting with me. Uh. No. I don't even like him.

-FLASHBACK-
During prom, in which Jake didn't go (whew! - you'll see why), my friends dared me to go up to Jake and kiss him. LIKE HECK NO.
And one time, he was messaging me in class (I had computers, he had library aide), one of my friends saw, and she typed "I love you" when I wasn't looking, and I got so mad at her! Like, no freaking way.

Anyways, I hoped that there would be other people I knew coming to grad night. And there was. So I wasn't stuck with Jake all night.
So then, we're on the bus to grad night, and my friends and I talk about girl stuff. Like boys and stuff. And Jake just sits with us. Like, awkward, much? Anyways...
So then, we get on a boat out in the harbor, and Jake starts talking to me. But we're just friends, nothing less, nothing more. And then, I think he sensed that I was lonely cause we're both not the party/dance kind of person, since all my other friends had gone to the dance floor. We were both just like sitting there, staring off into space. Then he broke the silence. He was suggesting that I go to the deck to check out the view and stuff. I would have taken my phone, but it was at 20%, I didn't bring my charger, and I didn't bring my camera either. So...no show.

And then, yeah. We just did typical friend stuff. And then my other friends who went to the dance floor came back. And one of them liked the bartender on the boat. So then a bunch of my other friends, with the exception of a few friends and I, were teasing her about it. And then near the end of the boat ride, she told him he was cute and left. The bartender got all red and stuff. It was weird. Keep in mind that Jake left, so he has no idea of this.

So we got back on the bus, and almost all of us, with the exception of a few of my friends and I, kept asking my friend, let's call her Carrie. Let's do some name games here. Let's call the bunch of friends who keep annoying her the B team. And call me and the few friends who don't really care the A team. So, B would not stop asking Carrie about him. And then Jake was asking me what the heck was going on, and I had to lower my voice to tell him, and he kept saying "What?" because I guess my voice was either too low or too hard to hear with all the noise B was making. And when I finally told him, he kinda laughed it off.

So then, we were on the bus to Fast Track (made up name). Jake was sitting next to me, so we like talked. I asked him if he knows anything about Fast Track, and he said he Googled it. Nice. Almost throughout the whole bus ride, he was saying how he would race all of us. But he never actually did.

We got off the bus to Fast Track and the first thing he does is hit the race tracks. I've played racing games on my phone, but this was the real deal. We tried the drag racing first. After we did it, we both agreed it was awesome. The acceleration...mind blowing. We wanted to do this one racetrack, but it required a driver's license, and we both didn't have licenses. So then we just walked around, and he saw this miniature golf course and we just played. I'm a big Disney freak, so that reminded me of that one episode of Barbara and Cody's date on the miniature golf course. Which bugged me. Cause Jake and I were just hanging out. Asdfghjkl. I wished I'd never had that thought.
So then, after like two hours of racing and playing video games, I started to get tried and really sleepy, so I went into the movie room and started to watch the movie. After I think a few minutes, I just fell asleep. I woke up a few minutes later, and turns out, I woke up just in time to get on the bus back to school. 

On the bus ride back to school, there was dead silence. Everyone was so tired. I sat next to Jake again. He had the window seat. Lucky. First, we talked about random stuff. He always liked to make fun of me cuz I liked I liked One Direction, mostly Harry Styles of One Direction. After a few minutes, both Jake and I fell asleep on the bus ride back to school. After about ten minutes later, I felt something heavy on my left shoulder. Must be my bag, I thought. But then I realized I didn't have much in my bag, except phone and my iPod. I opened one eye and realized that Jake had fallen asleep and his head was resting on my shoulder.

Oh wells. No biggie, right? 

Oi.

Another guy?  Really??  Just when I thought it was over, you show up. Just great.

Let's call him Sam.

So this Sam kid, he's a freshman.  I know, you're a senior, you're about to graduate, and you're crushing on a FRESHMAN?!?!

He was in one of the classes that I'm TA fsor.  This crush didn't start until like January. That's also when I got my first phone. It's a smartphone. An Android. And I used it. For good.

Anyways, so he's really nice and all to me.  Like he'll just say hi to me around campus.  He actually did that during the first few weeks of first semester, when he learned my name faster than I could learn his.  He just said hi to me and I didn't know who this kid was, so being a good person, I just said hi back.

I think I may have understood why I fell for him in the first place.  He looks a heck of a lot like my first crush, Johnny.  Am I just using him to replace Johnny?

Anyways, I figured out that I am going to the same college that Johnny goes to, so....

WHATEVER.

Back to Sam.

Since I'm TA, I enter in grades and once I accidentally clicked on the wrong tab, which brought me to all the students' information, so playing around with it, I decided to look him up.  I figured out where he lived.  I also know his email, which is very unique. It wasn't in the gradebook, but he had to use his email to login to this site my teacher uses. So I was helping him with it, and I saw his email. It's firstname@lastname.com.

But I'm not spilling.

A few weeks after this, he did a very awkward thing.  I was going around the room stamping homework.  When I got to his desk, he asked if he could stamp his homework instead.  So I said yes.  And then he grabbed the stamp and pulled up his shirt and stamped his stomach.  :O

He's really tall and skinny for a freshman.  That explains why he chooses to do the sport that he does.

Not saying!

I think he might be the same height as I am...which is kinda tall. For a freshman.

So then, a few weeks later, he asked what my middle name was.  As I was going around checking and stamping homework.

So I told him.

Do I like him?

Or do I just like the feeling of liking him?

I don't even know.

Another One?

So...
About that OTHER guy that came into my life...

Let's call him Bobby.

So Bobby was in two of my classes junior year. He would keep giving me this weird stare every time I went up to present something.  He also kept sneaking glances at me. He's been doing that ever since my sophomore year, but I didn't notice it until junior year.

But then, I had this weird feeling.  I think I started to like him. But this wasn't until the second semester of my junior year, like May or something.

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So then, senior year approached.  I don't know if I liked him.  I think I did.

He got a girlfriend back in December.

I knew they wouldn't last because they seemed to have NOTHING in common.

She liked singing; he liked playing video games. She liked dancing.  He liked listening to music.  He would bring his iTouch to school every day and I would see him, every day, with his earphones in his ears!

Then, I started getting jealous.  But it didn't last very long. My jealousy and their relationship.  So they got together in December and broke up around mid-Feburary.

TOLD YOU SO!!!!

But then, I had this feeling that he wanted to get me back, but it was too late.  I've already moved on.  I wasn't thinking about him anymore.

Then, when I think it all ended, someone else came into my life.

Another guy.

WHEN WILL THIS END????

As Time Went By...

It seemed like Johnny didn't know that I existed when I saw him at school.  We were friends, but nothing more.  Well, at least it seemed like it.  I liked to look at his profile and stalk him.  I even kept a secret album of his pictures.

Then, junior year came, and for some reason, my crushing on him slowly faded, as time went by.  For many other reasons: I was busy with other stuff (homework, SATs...), this other guy came into my life.

Anyways, this is about Johnny.  I think I crushed on him because he reminded me of a younger version of myself: talkative, always getting into trouble, a little immature at times...

We Were Just Friends

It all started when I was a sophomore and he was a junior.  We were in the same summer school class together.  I didn't understand why he acted so...little sometimes, but now I do.
We had to do a project together, and I normally don't like to work with guys who I don't talk to normally.  But I got through it.
As summer school progressed, I saw more than just a friendship with him.  He was my first real crush.
Let's just call him Johnny.