This weekend, I went camping :D It was with my scout troop, Cadette Troop 4194, the guys of our LD, 680, and the seniors (a.k.a. college/high school kids) who we didn't see much of-- which shouldn't surprise us; they've got better things to do.
Anyway, the campsite was down in San Clemente-- San Onofre State Beach. It was really pretty, as my father and I commented, but when we saw the campsites, we LAUGHED. They were puny-- almost the size of Amy's room! And that's just sad. xD Two parking slots per campsite. There wasn't any grass, either, or closed showers-- just beach showers xD
I came on Saturday, whereas most came on Friday, so I missed a lot. But we went down to the beach on Saturday to play games that the guys came up with-- which, although they should have been fun, weren't-- for the girls, at least. With football, we ended up watching the seniors play volleyball because it was more fun than playing football.
We went down into the water :D I was the only girl who soaked herself completely (which was kind of upsetting, since I was the only one wet and miserable later). The beach had lots of rocks-- some were the size of my head. The waves kept pushing all the rocks at peoples' feet, and it hurt D: But one of the leaders, Tr. Long, taught us how to skip rocks :D That was pretty cool.
Anyway, I checked up on a DBSK-dedicated blog, and the cover for the Secret Code Concert Tour Final at the Tokyo Dome is out! It's a picture of the concert, with all these laser lights and everything (probably from Xiahtic... which I really want to see). It could have been prettier, but that's okay. Link: https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmHzCDZiT3SIFaqfBGMOJJ7du2pS-NphvL7k61nuD_jBQbV6qt6qt2xsbaMA62CBouzNid14-uVqRvtdCYhHUhrC1vay-LnwRBn1KlgSfQjfKBrjaBewL5EA0b5D4X6FnaTqQAJC0g8O2/s1600-h/l_p1020461316.jpg I really want this DVD... the lineup for the concert is just AWESOME. They had six encores, and a double encore-- Love in the Ice! <3>
Monday, August 31, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
... ow....
Oww.... it's so hard to type....
I got my blood test today... and I don't like needles... T_T
When I got in the room, my dad yelled at me to turn off my MP3 player. Well, with that, all my consolation disappeared in the blink of an eye. I glanced at the papers next to my arm. It read: "Specimen collection for: Sarah Ho". I went pale. "Specimen collection!" I wailed. "It makes me sound like an animal."
As I sat there, wailing, my sister had her test. She stood up as if nothing had happened, the band-aid on her left arm.
"You're done already?!" I squawked.
She nodded. To my horror, the lady who took her "specimen" called to me, "You're next."
I turned to my dad and sister. "They're going to take my specimen!" I wailed.
The lady laughed. "All right, then; I'll use a baby needle for you."
I think I was supposed to have been insulted, but I felt grateful instead. xD;;
Anyway, Arlene told me that donating blood was like that, but longer. My dream of donating blood has been abolished by my fear of needles. -sigh-
At least the lady didn't miss, like the people did last year! :D
I got my blood test today... and I don't like needles... T_T
When I got in the room, my dad yelled at me to turn off my MP3 player. Well, with that, all my consolation disappeared in the blink of an eye. I glanced at the papers next to my arm. It read: "Specimen collection for: Sarah Ho". I went pale. "Specimen collection!" I wailed. "It makes me sound like an animal."
As I sat there, wailing, my sister had her test. She stood up as if nothing had happened, the band-aid on her left arm.
"You're done already?!" I squawked.
She nodded. To my horror, the lady who took her "specimen" called to me, "You're next."
I turned to my dad and sister. "They're going to take my specimen!" I wailed.
The lady laughed. "All right, then; I'll use a baby needle for you."
I think I was supposed to have been insulted, but I felt grateful instead. xD;;
Anyway, Arlene told me that donating blood was like that, but longer. My dream of donating blood has been abolished by my fear of needles. -sigh-
At least the lady didn't miss, like the people did last year! :D
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Grunting Really Works!
Today, Coach Lou (I finally got cleared!) taught us (the Varsity girls-- apparently, I'm #3 singles now :D MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!) breathing exercises. We breathe in when we turn, and out when we hit the ball. And today, we were doing backhands. At first, I was focused on hitting the cone-- keeping my shoulders turned and my feet sideways so I wasn't off balance; all that jazz. And then, Coach brought up the breathing exercises again.
"I want to hear you guys grunt!"
Well, incidentally, it was my turn. In my Ralston days, I liked to grunt when I hit, but got a lot of mocking in return, so I stopped. That time, when I hit the ball, I let out a funky "puh!" sound, and laughed. I didn't see how my shot went because I was too busy laughing. Coach called us (the Varsity Singles people) to the net.
"Did you see that shot?" he asked.
"... No," I admitted. "I blinked, and missed it."
He frowned. "Oh, that's a shame. You know, that was a really good shot. Did you see that?" he asked the other two, Priscilla and Melissa. They both nodded. "It was fast, and--" he pointed to the cone he had set up above the net-- "almost hit it. It was off by like, an inch. Now, we've hit about twenty balls, but none of them had gotten that close."
After that, I started grunting. It caught the Doubles girls' attention, and they started laughing. I didn't really care anymore; it gave me good results. Pretty fun ;D
But OH, my GOD. It was so effin' hot out there today. When I came home around 5, the temperatures that I saw on building marquees ranged from 92 to 107. Imagine the temperature at 2:00 PM-- the hottest time of the day. D: And that's when we started practice again.
And in the morning, we ran like, eight bleachers. -sigh- We're probably going to have to do more next week, or maybe tomorrow, while I'm gone.
So tomorrow, I'm taking a blood test. And for some odd reason, I have this inability to tolerate needles, period. I mean, cross stitching and knitting needles are fine, but like, needles that go in your skin. -shudders- I think I might faint tomorrow. And I had shots yesterday, too. D:
OH YEAH. Yesterday, I went to a physical therapist (remember that minor accident I was in a while ago? Apparently, my dad's back is hurting from it), and they told me that my back muscles are kind of weak, so I have to exercise it by standing up straight, with my shoulders back. -sigh- They're getting sore; those muscles....
He (the physical therapist) cracked both my back and neck twice. My neck feels kind of stiff, but my back's fine. :O
Registration is next week! <3>
"I want to hear you guys grunt!"
Well, incidentally, it was my turn. In my Ralston days, I liked to grunt when I hit, but got a lot of mocking in return, so I stopped. That time, when I hit the ball, I let out a funky "puh!" sound, and laughed. I didn't see how my shot went because I was too busy laughing. Coach called us (the Varsity Singles people) to the net.
"Did you see that shot?" he asked.
"... No," I admitted. "I blinked, and missed it."
He frowned. "Oh, that's a shame. You know, that was a really good shot. Did you see that?" he asked the other two, Priscilla and Melissa. They both nodded. "It was fast, and--" he pointed to the cone he had set up above the net-- "almost hit it. It was off by like, an inch. Now, we've hit about twenty balls, but none of them had gotten that close."
After that, I started grunting. It caught the Doubles girls' attention, and they started laughing. I didn't really care anymore; it gave me good results. Pretty fun ;D
But OH, my GOD. It was so effin' hot out there today. When I came home around 5, the temperatures that I saw on building marquees ranged from 92 to 107. Imagine the temperature at 2:00 PM-- the hottest time of the day. D: And that's when we started practice again.
And in the morning, we ran like, eight bleachers. -sigh- We're probably going to have to do more next week, or maybe tomorrow, while I'm gone.
So tomorrow, I'm taking a blood test. And for some odd reason, I have this inability to tolerate needles, period. I mean, cross stitching and knitting needles are fine, but like, needles that go in your skin. -shudders- I think I might faint tomorrow. And I had shots yesterday, too. D:
OH YEAH. Yesterday, I went to a physical therapist (remember that minor accident I was in a while ago? Apparently, my dad's back is hurting from it), and they told me that my back muscles are kind of weak, so I have to exercise it by standing up straight, with my shoulders back. -sigh- They're getting sore; those muscles....
He (the physical therapist) cracked both my back and neck twice. My neck feels kind of stiff, but my back's fine. :O
Registration is next week! <3>
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
-gags-
So today, practice was pretty... intense, I guess?
We started hell week, so our running's gotten a bit harder. For instance, we ran two miles-- the Varsity girls called it a Chapman lap-- and today, we ran 5-4-3-2-1 like, six times. -gargles-
The bad thing about this drill is that you're sprinting across condensed laps, while stopping in between. For the 5, you're essentially sprinting across 5 courts. On the 4, you sprint 8. The 3 is worth 9 courts. The 2 is the same as 8 courts, and the one is 6 courts-- except you sprint all the way, at your hardest.
After I do those, I get the urge to chuck (my slang for throw up ;D). And today, I really had to chuck, but no matter how much I gagged, nothing came up. It felt horrible.
I got a new racket... I joined the JV Bandwagon and got a red Dunlop from coach Lou. I'll have to pay for it ($75), but I think I can get it myself. It feels good, and it's nice. :]
Our JV Girls' coach, Richard (I don't call him coach Richard 'cause he's only two years out of high school, and I knew him as a senior), left Grove's JV girls for Santiago >_> He says they're really girly compared to us.
"The Santiago girls, if they haven't seen each other for like, a day, go, 'Oh, my god! I missed you so much!' and start hugging and crap. I mean, you guys do that, too, but not very often. Dude, I see you guys do like, freakin' chest bumps and crap." (Here, Arlene and Christine high-fived.) "You guys are freakin' manly." xD
We started hell week, so our running's gotten a bit harder. For instance, we ran two miles-- the Varsity girls called it a Chapman lap-- and today, we ran 5-4-3-2-1 like, six times. -gargles-
The bad thing about this drill is that you're sprinting across condensed laps, while stopping in between. For the 5, you're essentially sprinting across 5 courts. On the 4, you sprint 8. The 3 is worth 9 courts. The 2 is the same as 8 courts, and the one is 6 courts-- except you sprint all the way, at your hardest.
After I do those, I get the urge to chuck (my slang for throw up ;D). And today, I really had to chuck, but no matter how much I gagged, nothing came up. It felt horrible.
I got a new racket... I joined the JV Bandwagon and got a red Dunlop from coach Lou. I'll have to pay for it ($75), but I think I can get it myself. It feels good, and it's nice. :]
Our JV Girls' coach, Richard (I don't call him coach Richard 'cause he's only two years out of high school, and I knew him as a senior), left Grove's JV girls for Santiago >_> He says they're really girly compared to us.
"The Santiago girls, if they haven't seen each other for like, a day, go, 'Oh, my god! I missed you so much!' and start hugging and crap. I mean, you guys do that, too, but not very often. Dude, I see you guys do like, freakin' chest bumps and crap." (Here, Arlene and Christine high-fived.) "You guys are freakin' manly." xD
Monday, August 24, 2009
I Don't Want to GO!
I don't want to go to freakin' FOOTHILL. -gags-
'Kay, so my parents want me to go to FOOTHILL, for reasons completely beyond me, and guess what? I don't want to go. No, no, no.
FIRST OF ALL, I hate their tennis team with their hoity-toity, I'm-a-freakin'-white-girl-with-a-tennis-mom attitude!
SECOND OF ALL, even though I know someone there, I don't like her. She had a little "accident" involving water, if you know what I mean, in my BRAND NEW TENT on my SLEEPING BAG in the MIDDLE OF A WEEK-LONG CAMP IN FIFTH GRADE. When my friend and I told her to clean it herself as penance, she made her mom do it. GAH. And she never said sorry! SHE JUST GIGGLED. Heck, I know we were in fifth grade, but that's just ridiculous. I am not going to the same school as her.
THIRD OF ALL (and probably the most important reason), I don't want to leave all of my friends D: ALmost everyone I know and love goes to Grove. If I got freakin' FOOTHILL -spits-, sure, I start new, but I don't want to leave D:
FOURTH OF ALL, I've got too many things I was supposed to do in Grove! I was supposed to beat Priscilla and Melissa and become #1 Varsity! I was supposed to play Watts and be #1! I was supposed to win the League Single's title! I was supposed to be first chair in GATE High School Orchestra! I was supposed to be #3 in the school (after Julie and Henry, of course)! It won't be the same at freakin' FOOTHILL. -gags-
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NO FOOTHILL. NO. GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU EVIL LITTLE F-------.
'Kay, so my parents want me to go to FOOTHILL, for reasons completely beyond me, and guess what? I don't want to go. No, no, no.
FIRST OF ALL, I hate their tennis team with their hoity-toity, I'm-a-freakin'-white-girl-with-a-tennis-mom attitude!
SECOND OF ALL, even though I know someone there, I don't like her. She had a little "accident" involving water, if you know what I mean, in my BRAND NEW TENT on my SLEEPING BAG in the MIDDLE OF A WEEK-LONG CAMP IN FIFTH GRADE. When my friend and I told her to clean it herself as penance, she made her mom do it. GAH. And she never said sorry! SHE JUST GIGGLED. Heck, I know we were in fifth grade, but that's just ridiculous. I am not going to the same school as her.
THIRD OF ALL (and probably the most important reason), I don't want to leave all of my friends D: ALmost everyone I know and love goes to Grove. If I got freakin' FOOTHILL -spits-, sure, I start new, but I don't want to leave D:
FOURTH OF ALL, I've got too many things I was supposed to do in Grove! I was supposed to beat Priscilla and Melissa and become #1 Varsity! I was supposed to play Watts and be #1! I was supposed to win the League Single's title! I was supposed to be first chair in GATE High School Orchestra! I was supposed to be #3 in the school (after Julie and Henry, of course)! It won't be the same at freakin' FOOTHILL. -gags-
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NO FOOTHILL. NO. GET AWAY FROM ME, YOU EVIL LITTLE F-------.
First Win since Santiago!
YUS. I've got good news, today! <3
Today, I won my first singles match since Santiago! And that was like, a month ago! :D I played Christa, one of the four candidates for #3 Varisty Singles-- the four are Christa, Hanin, Paula, and me. I've beaten Christa and Hanin already, and I'm playing Paula. If I can beat all three, I think I'll be able to take the #3 Varsity spot (YES!~). If I can beat Priscilla (she's going to be either #2 or #1), then I get her spot... If I can beat Melissa (whatever Priscilla isn't), then I get her spot, too. I really want to play on Varsity freshmen year.
Anyway, my score against Christa was 6-3. I was up 5-1, but I lost two games and the score rose to 6-3... I should've won 6-1 :S I got too cocky, I guess.
After practice, Arlene suddenly said, "Sarah, play a singles match with me." o_O;; Well, ookay. So I did. ... -sigh- Arlene = total domination. 1-6.
I probably should have just blocked all her serves and shots. She was killing every ball she got, which meant that, if I had just blocked it all, she would have self-destructed eventually. Her serves were... -shudders- They were so good. I thought Christa's was pretty good (they had me at the baseline whereas, with most serves, I could stand in no-man's land and still return), but Arlene's serves had me like, five feet behind the baseline. I felt like I was playing Tin again. -shudders-
Arlene tried to console me. "Relax. Don't worry about it; I serve better in singles, anyway." No kidding. >_>;;
At least I got a game off of her. When I told him my score, Jonathan was like, "Hey! That's pretty good!" o_o;; He lies. I should have been able to play better.
At the end of the match, two people from tennis, Lindy and Christine, told her she was giving me no mercy (which I actually appreciated... now I know how much I have to improve), but Arlene said, "She's actually playing better singles than I am. I'm just killing every ball I get."
I felt kinda-sorta-not-really better. :S But hey. At the beginning of summer, I would have been BAGELED (0-6). I got a game off of her today. My next goal? Beat her ;D
... I'm listening to my cousin's music... and Doraemon's theme song is on... It's a bit disturbing. xD;; But it's cheery <3>
So my 49 days of veggie-based eating has been put on a one-day hiatus. This morning, my mom made PHO. At tennis, fellow vegetarian Tiffany told me to not eat the pho. But what am I to do?! The Vietnamese in me pines for the pho! If I don't eat it, I'd feel absolutely horrible for the next few days because I didn't eat the pho D:
But then again, I probably gained like, 5 pounds xD My mom put too much in our bowls. My cousin said, "No matter how much I eat, it never seems to disappear!" xD Well said, chi Xiu :]
Speaking of my weight, I'm actually comfortable with it now. Since tennis, I've lost 15 pounds, and it hardly goes over 120 anymore <3>
OH YEAH. The last time it went over 120 was last night. 120.7 xD Then, today, we ran two miles at tennis. Arlene thinks it was 2 1/2 miles; she said she couldn't possibly have taken 28 minutes to run 2 miles. I took around 22 minutes :D I'm getting better at long-distance running. Or maybe it was because I had my MP4 player and was listening to SHINee and a bit of DBSK the entire way..... Yeah, that was probably it xD My MP4 player likes to play SHINee songs o_O;; For some odd reason, it doesn't really like to play DBSK. :S Darns.
Today, I won my first singles match since Santiago! And that was like, a month ago! :D I played Christa, one of the four candidates for #3 Varisty Singles-- the four are Christa, Hanin, Paula, and me. I've beaten Christa and Hanin already, and I'm playing Paula. If I can beat all three, I think I'll be able to take the #3 Varsity spot (YES!~). If I can beat Priscilla (she's going to be either #2 or #1), then I get her spot... If I can beat Melissa (whatever Priscilla isn't), then I get her spot, too. I really want to play on Varsity freshmen year.
Anyway, my score against Christa was 6-3. I was up 5-1, but I lost two games and the score rose to 6-3... I should've won 6-1 :S I got too cocky, I guess.
After practice, Arlene suddenly said, "Sarah, play a singles match with me." o_O;; Well, ookay. So I did. ... -sigh- Arlene = total domination. 1-6.
I probably should have just blocked all her serves and shots. She was killing every ball she got, which meant that, if I had just blocked it all, she would have self-destructed eventually. Her serves were... -shudders- They were so good. I thought Christa's was pretty good (they had me at the baseline whereas, with most serves, I could stand in no-man's land and still return), but Arlene's serves had me like, five feet behind the baseline. I felt like I was playing Tin again. -shudders-
Arlene tried to console me. "Relax. Don't worry about it; I serve better in singles, anyway." No kidding. >_>;;
At least I got a game off of her. When I told him my score, Jonathan was like, "Hey! That's pretty good!" o_o;; He lies. I should have been able to play better.
At the end of the match, two people from tennis, Lindy and Christine, told her she was giving me no mercy (which I actually appreciated... now I know how much I have to improve), but Arlene said, "She's actually playing better singles than I am. I'm just killing every ball I get."
I felt kinda-sorta-not-really better. :S But hey. At the beginning of summer, I would have been BAGELED (0-6). I got a game off of her today. My next goal? Beat her ;D
... I'm listening to my cousin's music... and Doraemon's theme song is on... It's a bit disturbing. xD;; But it's cheery <3>
So my 49 days of veggie-based eating has been put on a one-day hiatus. This morning, my mom made PHO. At tennis, fellow vegetarian Tiffany told me to not eat the pho. But what am I to do?! The Vietnamese in me pines for the pho! If I don't eat it, I'd feel absolutely horrible for the next few days because I didn't eat the pho D:
But then again, I probably gained like, 5 pounds xD My mom put too much in our bowls. My cousin said, "No matter how much I eat, it never seems to disappear!" xD Well said, chi Xiu :]
Speaking of my weight, I'm actually comfortable with it now. Since tennis, I've lost 15 pounds, and it hardly goes over 120 anymore <3>
OH YEAH. The last time it went over 120 was last night. 120.7 xD Then, today, we ran two miles at tennis. Arlene thinks it was 2 1/2 miles; she said she couldn't possibly have taken 28 minutes to run 2 miles. I took around 22 minutes :D I'm getting better at long-distance running. Or maybe it was because I had my MP4 player and was listening to SHINee and a bit of DBSK the entire way..... Yeah, that was probably it xD My MP4 player likes to play SHINee songs o_O;; For some odd reason, it doesn't really like to play DBSK. :S Darns.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Vietnamese Tongue Twisters
For the past few days, we've been doing funeral services for my grandmother, and, by Buddha, those mantras are freakin' TONGUE TWISTERS. D makes a "yeh" sound, and Đ makes a "duh" sound, so in the mantras we were reading from, it was going like "A di đà di ri đà ri da đà da" at like, freakin' 220 bpm D: I just gave up after the first day.... it was so hard... <<>
Also, we're supposed to wear white/black or all black (concert dress, lolz). I've been fine until today, but I ran out of concert shirts and pants today, so I've resorted to wearing pants that I REALLY want to wear in public, but my mom hates (it might be my chance today!) and a black overcoat/shirt o_O It's actually cooler than it sounds, haha.
Yesterday, my aunt made SPAGHETTI with GROUND BEEF D: For all the little meat eaters ;A; Since I'm going vegetarian, I have to stick with the stupid mushroom ones >_> You have no idea how tempting it is...
Today, if I can get through it without eating meat, would be day 5 out of 49. 44 days left to go... My mom suggested that, since I'm "young and need the nutrition", I eat vegetarian for four days, then regular for three. THat's a good idea, I guess, but I want to get through a week without meat first. Wish me luck :D
Also, we're supposed to wear white/black or all black (concert dress, lolz). I've been fine until today, but I ran out of concert shirts and pants today, so I've resorted to wearing pants that I REALLY want to wear in public, but my mom hates (it might be my chance today!) and a black overcoat/shirt o_O It's actually cooler than it sounds, haha.
Yesterday, my aunt made SPAGHETTI with GROUND BEEF D: For all the little meat eaters ;A; Since I'm going vegetarian, I have to stick with the stupid mushroom ones >_> You have no idea how tempting it is...
Today, if I can get through it without eating meat, would be day 5 out of 49. 44 days left to go... My mom suggested that, since I'm "young and need the nutrition", I eat vegetarian for four days, then regular for three. THat's a good idea, I guess, but I want to get through a week without meat first. Wish me luck :D
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