A Blessing in Disguise? Time, Money, Love.

Ever since my mom became unemployed my dad's been a lot more caring and supportive of her. They haven't had an argument in a while, and he's actually going with her on a job interview tomorrow. I even suggested they take a walk on the beach and my dad didn't say anything, which usually means consent. I guess if I were to look at the bright side of things, we have half the income compared to before, but twice the love. And I don't mind that at all.

I really like this quote by Randy Pausch in The Last Lecture. "The key question to keep asking is, Are you spending your time on the right things? Because time is all you have." It resonates with me. Time is the one thing in your life that can never be replenished. You lose money, you can make it back. I used to be really hung up on spending money unnecessarily. Things like excess baggage fees and parking tickets would really, really get to me, because they were things that could have been prevented. But now that I'm getting older I realize how much more precious time is to me. I would never want to look back at my life and feel like I had wasted it, because I know it's something that I could never get back. I guess the best and closest reminder to me is my parents. They came to the US when they were in their 20's, and now they're more than twice that age. I'm in my 20's now, and it's mind boggling to think about how quickly it'll be when I am more than twice my current age.

I'm Sorry You're Stupid

Sometimes to get by in life, you just need to learn to laugh at yourself. Or...I guess, like this woman, you can try to file an unfounded lawsuit and pin your own stupidity on others. Either/or.

Foxtrots and Sock Hops

Feel good song of the moment.

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This is what it looks like. I think it looks ok but I think this is the last time in my life I will have bangs. They remind me too much of my childhood and Asian girls who pucker at the camera making disgustingly cute faces while throwing peace signs.

Ruh Oh

I just gave myself a haircut, like when I was 5 years old and had free reign over scissors. And I cut my hair with the professionalism and skill of my 5 year old self.

At least hair grows back. Pictures to come soon.

Ok Enough

My last post was a little over-dramatic but I do still feel guilty.

Why am I a Bad Person?

It's so unfair. My mom used to do everything for me when I was little--tie my shoes, spoon feed me, change my stinky diapers, teach me math, catch me when I fell while taking my first steps. Now I have to help her apply to jobs online for a few minutes because she is not a product of the technology generation and I become exasperated when I have to hang out more than 5 minutes with her in front of the computer.

I'm an ungrateful little wretch. And I feel overwhelmingly shitty about myself right now.