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I watched The Go-Getter last night; such a good movie. Just what I needed."and I don't recall a single care, just greenery and summer air"My summer has been super super busy. It's been two weeks now that I've been working. Within these two weeks, I have lost all, all, the weight I have gained in the one year I've been away at college. It's very routine and tiring, but it's still pretty fun. It's fun to have conversations in spanish with all my co-workers. I especially like it when spanish-speaking customers talk to me in spanish thinking I speak spanish as well since all my co-workers are spanish and my boss is amazingly fluent in spanish. And it's really cool because I can answer questions and talk back in spanish. It's actually fun speaking another language in real life other than in spanish class back in high school. Four months of this, and I will learn more spanish than I ever did in the past six years. Awesome.
Happy Mother's Day to the all the wonderful moms out there :D!! It is a beautiful Sunday morning. Perfect timing, especially after a week of gray, rainy days. I think this is probably one of the few times that I didn't mind the rain because I was indoors studying my life away anyway. If it was nice, then I would've been really sad. Speaking of my post title:: There are two types of moms. At least the way I see it. One is the type where you see the love emanating from them towards her children. That's probably where you get that mother-daughter relationship sort of thing. The second type is the type I have. My mother and I don't really have any sort of special relationship. Yeah, we talk, but we don't talk talk. Just tough love. We don't really "show" or "say" love...hahah. I'm doing a horrible job at describing this... I'll give you a few scenarios. If I studied my ass for a test and did well. My mom will say something like, "Good job. Study harder. Why are you always playing??" Stuff like that to push me to do better. She always keeps me on my tippy toes, and never gives me slack or never lets me stay too long in the comfort zone. However, despite, all her ways which seem "strict" and "un-loving", I especially noticed this year that behind her harsh words and everything, she really is the Type One mom deep inside underneath all the layers of her heart. When I'm struggling, and she's trying to talk to me, I can sense a different meaning in her words. Of course, when I was younger, I was totally blind to this stuff. Which is why now I can even see myelf maturing little by little every day. It's tough love, an expression of love in a harsh and stern way in order to help me in the long run. For us, it's both ways; even with me I don't tell her happy jolly lovely things. This morning, I texted my mom: "happy mothers day [smiley icon][flower icon]" and she texted back "thank you i love you good luck test" :) hehehe. You see, she'd never say this in person. If she did, I'd feel weirded out hahah because it's not something we normally say to each other.. I would prefer her not to say that actually.. but it's just these little things that prove that she does have love in her somewhere that sometimes just wants to come out once in a while :) :)
It's Saturday May 9th. So it's finally the morning of my general/organic chemistry final exam. The despised exam I've been studying for like a crazy woman. I think my friend and I had the MOST amount of coffee and dunkin donuts runs within this week than we have all semester. Believe me; I am not exaggerating. Addicted. Towards the end of this week, we'd get really bad stomach aches from drinking coffee. My final is at 1 PM. I've studied the best I can, so let me just take the final already! Our coffee run before the test for our last minute review sesh later will probably be the last cup of coffee for a while...