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Name: Priscilla
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Birthday: 2/20/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: i like to.... run, i do almost every typical asian kid does.. PIANO!!!, paint with acrylic sometimes, sometimes sketch some cooL stuff with my graphite pencil.. and last but not least... snowboard..
Expertise: i <3 track.. baby.. the best sport known in the world...
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
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AIM:  priskilala
AIM:  sparclinstar
Member Since:
3/21/2004
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| I haven't been on xanga for so long, all the formats have changed and it took me a minute or two to find out to write a blog now. haha. Even though, I have not written on my xanga for an extremely long time I still do read my xanga subscriptions in my email.
Update on my life consists of school, work and hang outs. I'm in an EMT training program and I'm 2/3 through =) which is extremely exciting! So many ppls ask me what the heck is an EMT, basically an EMT works under a paramedic, and we do everything a paramedic can do except put in an IV and give drugs to the patient. I'll be going around in ambulences, if all follows through, in september after I take my NREMT and pass my written test to get my ambulence driver's license. This is freaking bazaar, if I drive an ambulence before I own my own car.
My plans for summer is school, work, catching up with buddies and doing clinicals on fire trucks and ambulences. =)
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| all i gotta say is life is good.. God is good.. All the time.. =)
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| I can't believe i still have my xanga.. it has died.. haha..
so basically i ALMOST lost my wallet last weekend.. it was so frustrating because i have NEVER EVER lost my wallet ever in my life... my wallet has bascially everything i need to get access to things.. My wallet and my cell come with me everywhere, i take it with me second handedly. So, last saturday after I finished lifeguard practice, I put my wet clothes into my bag and i remember clearly that i did put my wallet into my bag because i did not want my wallet to get wet. Then when i got home i vaguely remember that i left my wallet in the car, and I figured that i was going to go back to the car very soon, so i left the wallet in the car. Later when I went back to the car, i looked for my wallet and i could not find it. I asked my mom to see if she saw the wallet, and she said that she DID NOT KNOW! So when i got back home, i looked in my bag and looked everywhere in my house and STILL i could not find it.. At this point, i got really sad, mad at myself, and worried. That night, i kept dreaming of how i found my wallet, I seriously dreamt of all the possible ways i could find my wallet. The frustrating thing was that I would wake up even more worried, because i realized that was only a dream and i still have yet to find my wallet. Sunday past, and I was determined to go to school hella early in the morning and check the locker room to see if my wallet can be found. FINALLY, sunday night, my mom walks into my room and says here's your wallet, I kept ur wallet the entire time because i wanted to teach you a "lesson".. i was like.. WTF?!?! i was so happy that i got it back, but hella MAD because she lied to me and kept my wallet and made me worry for an entire day and a half! goshhh
lesson learned.... for those who have very important stuff in your wallet such as driver's licenses, credit cards, bank statements etc.. MAKE a COPY of EVERYTHING in ur wallet, so you know what is missing if your wallet gets lost..
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| Good bye cal state fullerton..
i'm coming back up to nor cal going to de anza.. i've had enough of it.. i'm not argue my butt off to fight about which college i should be going to.. i'm seriously over it.. i had too much fun.. i'm not gonna lie.. time to get myself back together again.. I'm coming back down the weekend of the 19th of january to grab all my stuff and say my good byes..
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| It has been quite a while since i've written in xanga. This year has been quite an experience.
Gathering all my college stuff and really piecing together where i want to go. Wrapping up my senior year in highschool, I was so excited to get out of highschool because of such intense ups and downs because of moving in the middle of highschool and topping my crazy indecisive parents who really don't know what they want to do with my life and have no sense of control over my life because of the rebellious me.
Then summer came along and i got my first job at the bagel shop. I learned how to deal with ridiculous and cranky customers early in the morning, and learned how a business works behind a counter. Even though i had a really chill boss, I learned i am some jacked up employee.. haha.. i really took advantage of how she lets me take time off whenever i really wanted. It was to a point where i was taking every other week off to go down to So cal to have fun and plan out all my college stuff for the upcoming fall. Doing all this college planning behind my parents back, setting up my apartment, signing my own lease, paying for a part of tuition, registering for my classes, packing up, I really did not know if it was going to follow through. I also went out a lot more than i used to, I felt like i had to break in to my parents and make them feel like i can't stay home all day and do a whole bunch of nothingness. Everytime i went out, I just walked out of the house and not tell them where i'm going and if they were to ask me when i was going to come back home, I would just say "soon", soon meaning that it was vary from 1 hour or maybe 5 hours later.
Then after BAAYF, I headed down to my school, without my parents knowledge. I just left. I really couldn't believe it followed through. It was really awkward in the car, there was so much stuff going through my head, i had no guilt about leaving. I felt like my parents deserved to feel sad and angry that their daughter just straight up and left the house without telling them, because there was so much anger and sadness within myself that came because of them, I felt numb about them. I respected them as my parents who raised me for 18 years, but other than that.. i really have no other respect.
Then the school year started, my parents came down a week later and settled down with everything.. saying they were sorry for being so jacked up at times and they realized that they can only control a part of me and the rest is really up to me no matter how much they force something upon me... and WOW after that weekend.. i felt like a bajillion pounds just went off my shoulders because now i am set for the first semester.
Then as the school year progressed, I learned a lot.. really. a lot.. stuff i learn outside of home.. how guys are, who am i outside of the house, how to watch my money, how i separate myself from others, and time management.
and YUP.. there goes my year 2006.. time sure flies.. gahh i can't write anymore.. welcome to 2007.. new wonders, new experiences, new stuff to come =)
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