OHH no, baber takes cute pictures of herself!
Babe needs to upload some of these photos on to Facebook! They look berry nice!
OH YAY!
I think the highlight of this week has to be today! I’m so happy I have to blog about it! So today I thought it would be one crappy day considering I have this essay due around 8 PM and still haven’t quite worked out all the qinks! Babe and I headed to UW around 10 and babe was mad at me for not picking her up earlier or probably keeping her waiting there for 5 mins. While she was mad at me, she was reading freaking scary stories from that one website. Idk why she was reading them, but those stories freak the sh** out of me! Anyways, decided to park at U Village where something fantastic happened! Babe suggested doing the windows phone challenge to see if we could get another gift card! Lately we’ve been visiting the Bellevue and U Village Microsoft Store to get as many gift cards as possible! Babe wanted to save up for some headphones! Now I have to explain in great detail about what went down!
Babe was pretty much going to lose when she picked the challenge of translating one french dinner menu to english! I mean the windows phone takes a picture then hits translate and you’ve prettty much lost! Even babe knew she was going to lose when she saw what challenge it was! 3 … 2… 1… challege had begun! I turned around knowing she lost within seconds! Seconds passed and I didn’t hear the windows guy say done. I look over, the expression on his face and the expression on the referree was priceless. So apparently the sunlight was too powerful for the phone to adjust its exposure to read the text, so they had take the card and find a less bright place. That bought at least 2 minutes for babe! Idk, if I was her in that postition I would be so nervous because at anytime it could work and it would be the most crushed feeling thinking you had the slightest chance. My eyes started lighting up when after they took the picture, it appeared as if they couldn’t translate the damn picture. They were fumbling over the settings trying to get it to work! As they were doing that, I had a feeling she was going to win! My heart was skipping beats just waiting for the moment for babe to say done! I was like come on come on come on anytime now! My hands even grew sweaty! The windows guy was still trying to fix the phone…. what an idiot. Finally babe said done. I knew it then they had to have gave her the 1000 dollar gift card! And the moment they said that she won, babe went estatic! I’ve only seen rare occasions where she’s like this! So cuter! She’s all screaming and stuff! I’m standing there in disbelief still. Though the Microsoft people say it’s no big deal, I could tell they didn’t like it when customers won. hahahh you could see it in their eyes. To even make this better, since they’re doing the buy a laptop get an Xbox 360, so we got an Xbox 360! What up?! Babe choose a fairly nice laptop, Samsung Series 7. Everyone was hella jealous. Hell even me! Lol, her family members were bascally trying to get babe to get a desktop. I’m glad we didn’t cuz they don’t need a 1000 desktop.
Hahah, so now the question is should babe sell the laptop for a Macbook pro, or should she use it?
Can’t sleep
Okay so like I have a freaking lab tomorrow that I need to wake up for and I can’t fall asleep because I read some freaky website about seeing this one picture called smile.jpg that’s freaking running through my head! And I have a stomach ache from too much spicy food at Thai tari! Ohh boy tomorrow is gonna be interesting!! Hopefully no scary dreams!
One word to describe today: bittersweet
Man I haven’t tumbled at all! Perhaps it’s the knowledge that I have two other people following me, but I don’t mind having people reading my posts! After all I’m not a very interesting person anyways! So today was pretty much a complete failure day. Totally deserved it. Woke up today around 8 thanks to babe calling me! Kudos for her because if she didn’t make that phone call, then I would be literally raging and crying the entire day. Why? It’s because I had a freaking chemistry lab at 8:30!! I had half an hour to get to UW with traffic. That drive my heart was about to come out of my ass cuz I got multiple anxiety attacks! Anyways, thank god for speeding because I made it 6 minutes late to lab! It was pretty smart to bypass my TA by obtaining all my materials from the checkout room and then heading into lab completely chill. However, during lab my partner and I had a shitload of equipment error. Seriously? Give me a break. Sure enough I got one by not getting a ticket for parking at N18 without a parking pass. For some reason, I decided it would be smart of park next to Condon hall so I can leave UW easier. Fucking wrong thinking here. I got out of my quiz section fairly late because of the TA who likes to check very carefully. Jesus christ bro, I liked my old TA who just gave us credit for turning any worksheet into him. Afterwards, ran straight to my car to renew my parking. Then you just know when your completely fucked when u see an inceptor parking enforcement car. I literally felt like Usain Bolt trying to get to my car ASAP. I saw from a distance that the parking officer wanted to give me a ticket! I was yelling HOLD UPPP BROO! HOLD THE PHONE! HOLD THE FUCK ON. But nope, he just had to press the print button on his machine. Apparently, after you hit the print button there’s no taking it back. So i’m stuck with a god damn 45 dollar parking ticket. Fuck! Again I don’t know why i didn’t park at E1. Then some good came because thank god Nina helped me out with Webassign or I would of been so pissed. Afterwards, Seattle Symphony concert with baber! Had a blast! Music was freaking incredible! Eargasmic! When leaving to go home, i was sandwiched in between two cars. Tried and failed to get out because I ended up scratching and making a small dent on my car. Another word to describe this situation: Fuck. So now, I’m left with trying to write an essay about shit I don’t even know. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Thus is revealed the total existence of writing:
a text is made of multiple writings, drawn from many
cultures and entering into mutual relations of dialogue,
parody, contestation, but there is one place where this
I?ultiplicity is focused and that place is the reader, not,
as was hitherto said, the author. The reader is the space
on which all the quotations that make up a writing are
inscribed without any of them being lost; a text’s unity lies
not in its origin but in its destination. Yet this destination
cannot any longer be personal: the reader is without history,
biography, psychology; he is simply that someone who
holds together in a single field all the traces by which the
written text is constituted.
a text is made of multiple writings, drawn from many
cultures and entering into mutual relations of dialogue,
parody, contestation, but there is one place where this
I?ultiplicity is focused and that place is the reader, not,
as was hitherto said, the author. The reader is the space
on which all the quotations that make up a writing are
inscribed without any of them being lost; a text’s unity lies
not in its origin but in its destination. Yet this destination
cannot any longer be personal: the reader is without history,
biography, psychology; he is simply that someone who
holds together in a single field all the traces by which the
written text is constituted.
“
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