tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36822012024-03-06T21:51:07.334-08:00misadventures in babylonstuff that happens :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger514125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-38082550681607715802010-07-15T03:20:00.000-07:002010-07-16T01:14:19.957-07:0020 semi-random reasons i heart portland (oregon)20. it snows and we have all 4 seasons<br />19. no sales tax!<br />18. saburo's sushi house<br />17. MANY, MANY happy hour places<br />16. rose festival every june<br />15. sushiland<br />14. saturday market + elephant ears<br />13. zajiang mein<br />12. gas is $0.25 cheaper per gallon even though someone else pumps it for you<br />11. traffic isn't that bad<br />10. when traffic is bad, alternate/local routes exist to save time<br />9. fabric depot<br />8. breakfast places and interesting eateries<br />7. both the beach and the mountains are 1.5 hours away<br />6. street food carts/stalls all over the place<br />5. MAX lightrail system<br />4. watching blazers games on TV without forking over $168 for NBA league pass<br />3. going to the rose garden to see the blazers<br />2. awesome summer weather<br />1. family - i guess they kind of have to be #1, no? :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-61914735549771180812010-06-10T12:35:00.000-07:002010-06-10T14:05:06.988-07:00near the end of another school yeari've almost finished my 4th year of teaching. if i get past 5 years, i'll have beaten the statistic that says most new teachers quit within 3-5 years. before i started working, i thought, "wow, that's such a short time! how come people quit so early on in their career?" during my first year, i'm pretty sure i thought about quitting every day for the first month. as the year progressed, it was every other day, and by the end, i was mostly ok. the second and third year were totally fine. nothing like year 1. enter my 4th year, where i switched from teaching 4th graders to 2nd graders. the jury is still out on whether this past year was worse than my first year. after this year, i'm not sure if i'll make it past the 5 year mark.<br /><br />let me say that for the most part, it's really not the kids. though if you've heard my rants, you might be inclined to think i hate some of my kids. i really don't. i would like to shake some sense into 5 of them...and their parents. i know i'm not good with change, but this year was more change than i deal with. i switched to younger kids, so i wasn't prepared for them as an age group. there was a lot they didn't know yet, and yet so many things they wanted to talk about that there just wasn't time for. sigh. <br /><br />i wasn't ready for how involved and hands-on (read: needy) their parents were. i'm all for parent involvement, but in healthy ways, where they help (not hinder) the kids and me. actually, the kids were more needy too. if you know me, you know i don't do well with needy - as a general rule of thumb. so, that was hard. the parent factor was REALLY BAD. as a school, we had a dictator as a principal and it took us half the year to get rid of him. he was all about micromanaging and he was incompetent. and, 12 of us were laid off again and we didn't find out if it would be rescinded until the end of may. so, that was stressful. good news, the lay offs were rescinded. we're all hoping this doesn't happen for a third year in a row next year.<br /><br />summer vacation will be good for some reflection. TEP was all about self-reflection as an educator and i know i haven't done it much. to prevent a repeat of this meltdown year, i need to take time to figure out what went wrong, what went right, and how it can all be better. i'm looking forward to going back up to 4th grade, staying in the spanish dual language program, and teaching content in both languages by myself. and bonus, alicia is going back to 4th with me. our dream team is partially united. all we need is heidi and we're set. but since i have a smaller class and alicia only has 12 kids, we're thinking about combining them for a lot of the extras - science, PE, health, and social studies. even though i raged about this year and couldn't wait for the end of day bell to ring, i'm looking forward to next september already. teachers must be masochists; we yell, complain, cry, and can't wait for the year to end and then we can't wait to jump into the mess all over again. but only after a 2 month recovery time. :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-75578590717977215562009-12-09T23:43:00.001-08:002010-03-11T13:20:31.414-08:00asian pop starsi'm watching the results show for "so you think you can dance" and the wondergirls are performing "nobody", which is still pretty darn catchy. <br /><br />the only reason this merits a blog post was that on monday, i was walking by one of my 2nd graders and he was singing "i don't want nobody, nobody but you..." he's my super high functioning filipino austistic student and it was super cute and funny. then today, he's sitting in his square on the rug and punching the air declaring, "i'm manny" (pacquiao) in case you weren't sure who he was talking about. how much do i love that there's a filipino athlete for him to look up to? i just had his conference with his mom today and she was telling me how the night before, he was asking his dad who was better, manny pacquiao or john cena. <br /><br />totally unrelated - the same student's mom was telling me that when he was little, he couldn't handle being out and around people, so they enrolled him in a social skills therapy class to help him. so now, they have the opposite problem. he talks to everybody. i guess his mom has a ton of relatives and so they were at the mall recently, and the kid walked up to some random vietnamese lady who he thought looked filipino and took her hand and greeted her (in some traditional filipino way, according to his mom). she had to apologize to the lady who was confused about why a random child grabbed her hand. his explanation, "i thought she was family."<br /><br />going back to asian pop stars, specifically korean pop stars, i found out that one of my 4th grade students from last year was just signed to some 5 year recording contract with a korean record label. they're grooming her and sending her to tumbling classes, vocal classes, etc. and, in the contract, there's a surgery clause, as in if they want you to get some kind of plastic surgery, you have to do it. umm...she's 10 right now. so while it's awesome that she's so talented, i'm horrified at the thought that when she's deemed old enough, some person will tell her that she's not pretty enough and will then proceed to dictate that she must have plastic surgery. that is so disturbing.<br /><br />t-minus 7 school days and counting until i am officially on vacation. vacation cannot come soon enough.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-37396831514862144112009-09-15T23:46:00.000-07:002009-09-16T00:05:38.170-07:00carwash calamity and bad words and jokesi think i need to sleep more than 5 hours a night. i got gas yesterday and then drove into the carwash near my apartment. the directions said to turn the side view mirrors inward and to put the car antenna down. i turned my side view mirrors in, and then wasn't really thinking about my antenna being up, even though my radio was on. total brain fart. i drove home and parked in my garage and while i was getting teacher junk out of my car, i noticed my antenna was bent in a 90 degree angle. crap. and in trying to bend it back, the metal snapped! arg. it was hanging by the cord inside. luckily i had just gone to the 99 cent depot in culver city and had packaging tape in the car (i should probably get some electrical tape until i get it fixed) and taped it up and tried to give it some stability so it wouldn't go flying off while i drive around. it looks so GHETTO.<br /><br />after lunch today, a couple of the kids had issues they needed to tell me. AR told me that AM hit the playground ball that was in his hands while they were waiting in line and he was really upset by it. and AM said that while they were in line, AR said a bad word to her. i heard the story about the ball, and then made AM apologize to AR. then i asked AR if he said a bad word. he said no, AM said he did...back and forth a couple of times. i asked AR again, if he said a bad word, and he said, "i didn't say a bad word; i said f--k." my response: "..." "so AR, that is a bad word, a very bad word. it is a word we never use at school because it is inappropriate and rude. it is not the kind, polite, and respectful language we are supposed to use with one another. i'll call your mom after school to discuss this." omg.<br /><br />yesterday, one of the sweetest boys in my class told me "knock knock" jokes at recess and lunch and said he had more jokes. i told him to save it for after school because i just don't have time to hear all the things they want to share during teaching time. so after school, he started telling me the joke very innocently, and it turned out to be a totally racist joke involving the "n" word as a sound effect. how do you start telling a 6/7 year old why that joke is so not ok to ever repeat because it's racist? i didn't have a chance to really get into my spiel because his dad came. i explained to dad and dad was totally sorry and explained that RG hangs out in south LA with his abuela on the weekends and gets exposed to the african-american/latino racial tension that hasn't fully moved up to k-town. or at least, it's not as intense...yet. sweet kid. broke my heart that his world is a little more tainted with exposure to those kinds of jokes. i'm pretty sure he felt terrible. sigh.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-28636690623039962362009-09-14T20:02:00.000-07:002009-09-14T20:47:10.296-07:00my dad e-mails!a few weeks ago, i sent my dad an e-mail just for kicks because i set up an email account for him and he was starting to learn how to use a computer at a class with other chinese folks. just today, he sent this back to me:<br /><br />"The computer class is very good. I am still learning."<br /><br />i am impressed with the pops.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-46128024209695953192009-09-09T21:05:00.001-07:002009-09-09T21:23:08.936-07:00first day of schoolposts have been few and far between. with the start of a new school year, it seemed like a good time to try to blog more regularly.<br /><br />this morning, i woke up early and felt panicky - almost like i was a first year teacher again. i switched from fourth grade to second grade and so it sort of does feel like starting all over again. i had a brief moment this morning where i kind of wanted to throw up - from nerves, not from being sick while in tokyo.<br /><br />so, i met my new class today - 18 second graders and 1 more coming tomorrow for a grand total of 19...so far. it can pretty much change day to day for the next few weeks. the kids short and cute. they talk a lot and have to go to the bathroom...A LOT. and while they are cute, i'm oddly afraid of them. i have no idea what to expect from them and what they're supposed to be able to do. for example, i gave them a math pre-test today, and the first question had 8 discs and the kids just had to bubble in the number 8 to show how many discs were pictured. uh...what? i guess i'm tripping out because i'm used to teaching linear algebra, long division, integers, and multi-digit subtraction/addition/multiplication. so questions like "how many ducks are pictured?" (7, in case you're wondering) are throwing me off. i kept going, "why don't they know 11-6?! is it because we only have 10 fingers so the 11 throws them off?" i bet the kid with 11 fingers is thinking, "this is so easy!" just kidding, none of the kids have 11 fingers, i don't think.<br /><br />i'm going to work up to just treating second graders just like i treated fourth graders. hopefully, they won't start crying. that would be bad.<br /><br />1 day down, 179 days to go...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-67194543801749352002009-06-10T21:37:00.000-07:002009-06-10T21:40:58.559-07:00pseudo re-tweetvia taylor swift's twitter...i really, REALLY like this quote.<br /><br />"I kind of like it when the guy has the upper hand. I have so many upper hands in my life... If you're a strong female, it can get old. You get to the point where you don't want to wear the pants. I just want to wear a really nice dress." - Katy PerryUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-42168326468026107292009-01-24T23:40:00.000-08:002009-01-25T00:09:06.141-08:00forgettable 4th grade?last week, minjue and i were in the car talking about going to the museum of tolerance on MLK monday. somehow, we got on the topic of her time in germany when her dad was a visiting professor. she mentioned that they'd learned about the holocaust in school, which led me to ask her what grade she was in during those six months. she said she was in 2nd grade, her younger brother wasn't yet old enough for school, and her older brother was in 4th grade. she also said that they didn't like school so their parents let them stay at home for the time they were there. minjue said that she didn't miss much in terms of education and i agreed because 2nd grade is basically 1st grade redone with more words and slightly bigger numbers. <br /><br />as for her older brother, this is what she had to say:<br /><br />mj: what do you learn in 4th grade? nothing!<br />me: uh...you know i teach 4th grade, right?<br />mj: ack!!! (she continued to freak out...)<br />me: ahahahaha<br /><br />i don't know what 4th grade is like in virginia, but californian 4th graders have to learn a lot. (i must justify my job somehow...) they learn algebra in the form of linear equations (y=mx+b). they learn all about california history (with a social justice agenda where we de-emphasize the "cool" factor of missions and focus on the atrocities done to the native peoples). they learn to write expository research reports, persuasive letters, literary analysis, and narratives. they learn to analyze literature (themes, symbolism, foreshadowing, etc) and SAT vocabulary. ok, they don't actually learn SAT vocabulary, but i use it to expose them to more vocabulary. darn it, my kids learn a lot...i think... to be fair, i think kids today are expected to learn more much sooner than when i was in school.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-86649689649056067592008-11-30T23:26:00.000-08:002008-11-30T23:42:21.849-08:00procrastination updateit's 11:26pm and tomorrow begins a week of parent conferences that i don't feel ready/prepared for and so instead, i've decided to procrastinate and update the blog! anything to put off grading their science notebooks. grading = BOO.<br /><br />since the economy is on the downward spiral, i have been doing my part, as a responsible and caring citizen, to stimulate the economy. as j.yee would say, lord and behold:<br /><br />while at costco, the box wouldn't fit upright into the back of gilbert's 4runner. i was seriously sad when we walked back towards the return line. later, i was deliriously happy when the costco guys said it was okay to transport it on its side, glass facing up. that deserves a w00t.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogh-VTNyJVvlxrQiN6W3hDH3v6S9v0SlP3G4DUtVLkrIfHx6ZweD2m1_DgALlz67RQbNzaHwqrKnK4VMO456g6yWmlP6bFnSracPiXo7v9jLC_FkCsfEIVM-KxAas7qHKdXIvpg/s1600-h/IMG_2415.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjogh-VTNyJVvlxrQiN6W3hDH3v6S9v0SlP3G4DUtVLkrIfHx6ZweD2m1_DgALlz67RQbNzaHwqrKnK4VMO456g6yWmlP6bFnSracPiXo7v9jLC_FkCsfEIVM-KxAas7qHKdXIvpg/s320/IMG_2415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274720335450385458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />i showed AMAZING restraint and waited until black friday deals were released, on the off chance that a better deal might surface and save me some money, but there was nothing worth venturing out at the butt-crack of dawn for. (can i end with preposition there? oh well, moving on...) the kwon clan (grace & joe + babies javier and eduardo - still in the belly) came over yesterday and set it up for me. i did nothing except drool over the TV. joe did 99.9% of the work. handy friends. yay.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0suLGASY2Hml_Oc6eFP0HGaOWdQY73E_TcCDs6fDPMvfu300PddGo4Cs9Mpb_w-jPL9yMXA9eFzpVwphAHkVSPKMxybLIRJeh1DbLlbJvAE2sSEsZlJID0x2fGLO47d2GoRB5w/s1600-h/IMG_2430.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0suLGASY2Hml_Oc6eFP0HGaOWdQY73E_TcCDs6fDPMvfu300PddGo4Cs9Mpb_w-jPL9yMXA9eFzpVwphAHkVSPKMxybLIRJeh1DbLlbJvAE2sSEsZlJID0x2fGLO47d2GoRB5w/s320/IMG_2430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274720344244077570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />also in honor of stimulating the economy, i went to target today to return some things and get lots of closet organizer and storage things. i spent hours re-organizing my closet and giving my room a good cleaning. anyone who's seen it in the last year knows it was NOT GOOD. i no longer have to be ashamed - i can leave the door to my room open. yay!!! now i just have to maintain it. boo.<br /><br />next on my list is to take time to update photos from the last 12+ months. whoops.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-47522424314577916322008-08-03T23:50:00.001-07:002008-08-03T23:51:31.019-07:00summer vacationi've been on summer break for...6 weeks now. i still have a month left. i need to update my photos over the last year.<br /><br />right now, i'm in seattle. it was a little dreary the last couple of days, but forecasts say it's sunny and 80s all week long. awesome.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-18425298247920742008-05-26T22:34:00.000-07:002008-05-26T22:50:43.008-07:00memorial day weekendi didn't go out of town, but somehow i managed to keep busy. <br /><br /><li>friday - as soon as school let out, well, as soon as i could get out of school on friday, heidi (my 4th grade buddy teacher) and i went to disneyland to meet up with some other people. it was super fun, as disneyland always is. </li><br /><br /><li>saturday - moonie is in town so we met up for lunch along with some other folks in hollywood. i remember now why i dislike going to hollywood - way too many people and cars. i think it took 30 minutes to go from sunset & vine to hollywood & highland. boo. i went running/walking with jeff and then we went to minjue's to have beef stew from a crockpot. it was yummy. then it was lots of wii fun at grace and joe's - wii fitness exploring and lots of mariokart. i suck using the stupid wheel.</li><br /><br /><li>sunday - i drove out to pasadena to meet up with one of wendy & josh's adoptees, joe, to have lunch and then drive him to john wayne airport. i can now say that i've been to all the major airports in southern california (i think...). in between, i got to meet a couple of new people - totally hilarious - and go to scoops ice cream in west hollywood. delicious homemade gelato/ice cream. i had raspberry jasmine and a scoop of chocolate guinness. it was very, very good. after i got home from the airport drive, i wanted to rest, but ended up going with susan to her friend's birthday bonfire at dockweiler, where i think i almost froze to death and caught a cold. it was fun though. i haven't roasted a hot dog on a skewer in a long time. after that, we caught a late showing of indiana jones at the arclight in sherman oaks with grace and joe. seriously...so not as good as the previous three. utterly disappointing. and then i passed out as soon as i got home.<br /><br /><li> monday - since i caught a cold, i woke up at 9 and stayed in bed watching k-dramas until 1. i know...very unproductive, but oh so fun. plus, i'm kinda sick. then, i drove up to grace and joe's and we went walking around balboa park, which is like a poor man's greenlake, but with a WAY better kid's playground area. it was AWESOME. if there hadn't been kids around, i'm pretty sure i could've spent a couple of hours there. as it was, it would have been awkward fighting small children for the swings. i finally got to see the fuss about topanga mall. it's ginormous and nice. i feel that if it has a neiman marcus coming, it's pretty upscale. i think we only made it through half of the mall. i did run into the lees there, so that was a nice bonus. as was the chocolate croissant (chococro as they call it) at st. marc's cafe. and, i finally watched an episode of "so you think you can dance?" - how have i missed this show for the past 3 (or is it 4?) seasons?!? it's now on the tivo list.<br /><br />and now, the weekend is over. 18 teaching days left and it's summer vacation. so excited.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-78010002164866402402008-04-10T23:58:00.000-07:002008-04-11T00:28:04.033-07:00home happenings<span style="font-weight: bold;">mom</span><br /><li>i just talked to my mom and caught up on all the random ongoings at what susan likes to call the "insert last name-pound." my mom has finally mastered the dragging and clicking of the mouse. she's on her way to becoming computer savvy for the sake of instant access to k-dramas. my brother has bookmarked specific sites for her and she's loving it. she's also learning just now addictive internet access can be.<br /><br /><li>years ago, she tried using a mouse to watch k-dramas, but it was a no-go. as a solution, she made andy find the site and start the episode for her. but after an episode ended, she'd wake him up to click the next one for her. hahaha...he was cranky about that. <br /><br /><li>i discovered that she has the k-drama that heidi recommended at home on dvd. i like that my love of tv has created a commonality for us. tv bridges gaps.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">dad</span><br /><li>my dad has played basketball weekly for as long as i can remember. i think in the last few years, it's gone to twice a week. months ago, somebody, maybe my brother or wendy, somebody, told me that my dad got in a scuffle with another middle-aged dude. i think it ended in my dad kicking the guy. kicking! he's 55! he's kicking people! i guess the other dude fouls excessively and does not call his own fouls and he just plays all sorts of bad - i guess he doesn't really know organized basketball. so anyway, i guess my dad had had it. <br /><br /><li>fast forward to this last tuesday. my brothers were at the lakers-blazers game at the rose garden (courtside! i saw them on tv on the LA broadcast) and were not witness to the on-court craziness. i guess home-dude had been committing bad fouls all evening and also on my brother's friend (also my dad's friend/neighbor's nephew) - possibly one too many times. i guess dad decided to say something, words were then exchanged, which somehow led to the other guy hitting my dad's face. i don't know if it was a punch or slap or something else, but either way, it didn't sit well with him. so, i guess his rage-o-meter spiked and was about to take a retaliatory shot when he was restrained by the same friend/neighbor. while he was held back, the other guy took a second cheap shot! so...my resourceful and angry father used his head - literally. he head-butted the guy! other dude's head started bleeding. <br /><br /><li>my stinkin' dad is 55 years old. i do not condone his behavior, but i still want him to kick the other guy's ass if he does find himself in a fight - is that wrong? and, i'm not above using the story as blog fodder.</li>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-33158743119797130962008-04-08T22:51:00.000-07:002008-04-08T23:34:49.909-07:00blog roll calli've abandoned former favorite celebrity news blogs in favor of sports and blazer-related blogs. some of my faves:<br /><br /><li><a href="http://myespn.go.com/nba/truehoop" target="_blank">true hoop</a> - total blazer fan<br /><li><a href="http://www.blazersedge.com" target="_blank">blazers edge</a><br /><li><a href="http://www.ripcityrising.com/" target="_blank">rip city rising</a> - showcasing a nifty comic supporting lamarcus aldridge as most improved player<br /><li><a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/nba/blog/ball_dont_lie" target="_blank">ball don't lie</a><br /><li><a href="http://garbagetimeallstars.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">garbage time all-stars</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-17997280587988900982008-04-01T00:23:00.000-07:002008-04-01T00:28:41.796-07:00enviouseven though the NBA season is drawing to a close, i've just discovered this guy's <a href="http://nbadrew.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-isrip-city.html" target="_blank">blog</a> as he travels to all 30 arenas this season. i loved looking through his pictures/post about his time in portland, at the rose quarter. i've been to exactly 1 game at the rose quarter - a play-off game sometime after (right after?) high school. if i ever move back, i'm joining my brother as a season ticket holder. but mostly, i just liked looking at portland through somebody else's perspective and was very happy to find that he liked the city just fine. :)<br /><br />two weekends ago, i was fortunate enough to tag-a-long with minjue and enjoy the blazer's win over the clippers from a exec suite at the staples center. so amazing - deliciously free food and a great view of the game.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-37594272009777134012008-03-26T21:05:00.000-07:002008-03-26T21:51:41.094-07:00american idol<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9OtqRHg07sAXzX3xvkbAEy2rmMoCWaF1XuNAcXKe1pFDYgCgWbLUM0wrucfTRWbWfXQqMlNqwQO3ydfQ0mA7VNZJZDKk_ISm19RefXkA8QcTzxU270OqcmuohdQ7WHM0GeRk6A/s1600-h/americanidol.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-9OtqRHg07sAXzX3xvkbAEy2rmMoCWaF1XuNAcXKe1pFDYgCgWbLUM0wrucfTRWbWfXQqMlNqwQO3ydfQ0mA7VNZJZDKk_ISm19RefXkA8QcTzxU270OqcmuohdQ7WHM0GeRk6A/s320/americanidol.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182278002598757970" border="0" /></a><br />so my roommate susan got tickets to a taping of the results show a few weeks ago. after school, i rushed home, only to drive back to cbs studios next to the grove. we stood on the sidewalk and didn't make it in. as a consolation, they gave her priority tickets to a future taping. that taping was today. i have parent conferences all next week (30 of them), grades are due, and i have portfolios of student work to put together, in addition to the normal amount of school stuff i have to do. to say that i'm swamped and stressed is kind of an understatement. <br /><br />anyway, this was probably the worst week to get these tickets, but i left school earlier than in a long time and made my way over to the grove. the studio looked the same as the last time i went (2 years ago for a dress rehearsal of performance night with alexandra), except now only the VIPs get to sit. the rest of us stand in the pit for the whole 2.5 hours. so, ryan is still a small guy, but taller than i thought - we estimate 5'8" maybe. randy is thinner and shorter than i imagined. paula is tiny. she was hard to even find in the crowd. simon needs to wear an undershirt and button a few more buttons. some pseudo-celebs were in the audience:<br /><ul><li>kimberly locke (season 2) performed a new song. she looked great.<br /></li><li>former contestants onstantine (season 4) and gina (season 6) sat next to each other.<br /></li><li>natasha bedingfield was front and center behind the judges table.</li><li>rapper (lil') romeo - ok, i didn't recognize him, but since he had a bodyguard with him, we assumed he was somewhat famous. i heard somebody whisper, "romeo." then later, on my way home, i was thinking he kind of looked like master p. i just googled him, turns out he's master p's son! susan couldn't get over the bling around his neck. she claimed it was a jewel-encrusted keropi. somehow, i don't think that adds to his street cred.</li><li>the boy that plays justin (betty's little brother) on ugly betty was there. he's a cutie.</li><li>AI producer/director Nigel was running around.</li></ul>and they don't count as pseudo-celebs yet, but booted contestants david (former male stripper according to my other roommate susan) and danny (a waifish looking boy) signed autographs for the teenybopper set.<br /><br />i think that's it. i have to say, this show makes it super awkward for the bottom contestants. they are made to sit apart for the duration, though they get called over to the couch of safety during commercial breaks. when i watch on tv, it's like whatever. but seeing the person 30 feet away from you sweating it out is kind of sad. chekezie was booted from the show. poor guy. he seems like a pretty nice person. we really did feel super bad for him. oh well. i wish good things for him.<br /><br />i also left the taping with a tiny crush on the australian guy - the accent helps, as does his singing. plus, he's a cutie too.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-4411494237545743332008-03-03T23:22:00.000-08:002008-03-04T00:04:42.058-08:00moviesi just saw a commercial for <span style="font-style:italic;">run fatboy run</span> with simon pegg (of <span style="font-style:italic;">hot fuzz</span> and <span style="font-style:italic;">shaun of the dead</span>. it's so going on my list of must see movies. that, and penelope.<br /><br />separately, i still heart the blazers. here's something random i found amusing. <a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/nba/blog/nba_experts/post/Photo-fun-Jarrett-Jack-believes-in-his-Blazers?urn=nba,69189" target="_blank">blazers meet braveheart.</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-53630713244584760322008-02-13T15:48:00.001-08:002008-02-13T15:53:13.081-08:00dumpster divingso, i'm sitting in my classroom entering my students book orders. earlier, i was looking for a $10 coupon for scholastic and i couldn't find it in the folder i keep all the order forms and payments. i thought back to this morning and recall throwing some stuff out. boo. the custodial staff had already come by to empty out the trash cans. so what do i do? i find her and ask to dig through the big garbage bag. she gave me gloves when she saw i was about to just start rifling through the bag. after 5 minutes, i gave up. then, i remembered that heidi (next door) probably got the same coupon pack so it should have the same promo code. she let's me borrow her code and as soon as i sit down at my computer, there is my february coupon staring at me. DARN. i dug through trash for no good reason.<br /><br />i blame my head trauma from sunday. i didn't think of the heidi back-up until after i'd been digging through the trash. but really, i completely overlooked the coupon sitting right next to the computer in the first place. and naturally, kids were walking through the hallway wondering why the teacher is on the floor looking through the garbage. i am so a product of my frugal upbringing. bah.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-480839846922636372008-02-10T20:56:00.000-08:002008-02-10T21:31:03.365-08:00weekend<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvd0Ua8d7MnmFsITSmhs_UTi-OMjtMsc9hUGuLXUI97zfN62C_UQ1y3MLuqGfti94ViTj3HXgVqo4zHJwFyxOpdSyHypNlZy0rWV99_K3f41FXowfiDUm_d1zRBOrImEu6DE0qwQ/s1600-h/IMG_1457.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvd0Ua8d7MnmFsITSmhs_UTi-OMjtMsc9hUGuLXUI97zfN62C_UQ1y3MLuqGfti94ViTj3HXgVqo4zHJwFyxOpdSyHypNlZy0rWV99_K3f41FXowfiDUm_d1zRBOrImEu6DE0qwQ/s320/IMG_1457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165586353758510994" /></a>last week, susan made spring rolls from scratch. she didn't use up all the filling last time, so on saturday, she made the rest. there were a bunch of peels leftover, so we decided to try and make crab puffs. ok, i call them crab puffs, but she calls them crab rangoon. crab rangoon does sound a lot fancier.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpmJ4zkWCag-Qnfd75DzcsHdEPc6tGNUuv2Umoejlhpx-dKGdjjs3tV3LANCvR_5yXb8ID-pvzCj3fO-2ESCPsEZggno0bIxHKrxgawkW_Gryq-aGQhm4o6jPDQCVgsffXy5ijA/s1600-h/IMG_1456.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzpmJ4zkWCag-Qnfd75DzcsHdEPc6tGNUuv2Umoejlhpx-dKGdjjs3tV3LANCvR_5yXb8ID-pvzCj3fO-2ESCPsEZggno0bIxHKrxgawkW_Gryq-aGQhm4o6jPDQCVgsffXy5ijA/s320/IMG_1456.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165586156190015362" border="0" /></a>all fried up. they were REALLY good.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi16T5ngLgwkkSqjiopK7k0tglUUqCnRBOleUw-9oMJWv6riawcJ2ZXOaqYzj2zwDROrJjcLpgG-sk_AdZqlAaLdw_ctHwQ9Rn8Jc3ei0xvgfyzJDANo4ibJXPzS8gw-0C33GkbOw/s1600-h/IMG_1458.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi16T5ngLgwkkSqjiopK7k0tglUUqCnRBOleUw-9oMJWv6riawcJ2ZXOaqYzj2zwDROrJjcLpgG-sk_AdZqlAaLdw_ctHwQ9Rn8Jc3ei0xvgfyzJDANo4ibJXPzS8gw-0C33GkbOw/s320/IMG_1458.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165586474017595298" /></a>susan's chinese new year spring rolls. also VERY GOOD.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0xKEqlYC_F_HfI7S4j_sfWmQFE996VgLPdcn9Sk-ZHtLZGpvAf7Nnf7RlJcySTWhBSpmF9ZwxaywYeq_ciLwZ8LLrQHC-Y2uq1uX5PVBFPceJRR0k84DXNKCVINtjBrWJA-uUw/s1600-h/IMG_1460.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc0xKEqlYC_F_HfI7S4j_sfWmQFE996VgLPdcn9Sk-ZHtLZGpvAf7Nnf7RlJcySTWhBSpmF9ZwxaywYeq_ciLwZ8LLrQHC-Y2uq1uX5PVBFPceJRR0k84DXNKCVINtjBrWJA-uUw/s320/IMG_1460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165586916399226802" /></a>so after we went to the farmer's market that morning, we got hungry mid-afternoon. the cafe laurent chocolate almond croissant held us over until we fried up everything. here's susan sitting with all our fried goodies plus sushi rice and "sushi land crab salad" (it's a portland thing).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEfp26bCBCekYGL7DSnnGuYfyZ-7qmPZqy5_Y7FMM7rsIBTiBAISr4ZBGnOWIexcQCGmDSsTOuJye6Kj0VTi55CCSxapu3DNHN7lilS4Q18EiuMiQiN_HWuFWnrNFJ9RTXrewsNw/s1600-h/IMG_1462.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEfp26bCBCekYGL7DSnnGuYfyZ-7qmPZqy5_Y7FMM7rsIBTiBAISr4ZBGnOWIexcQCGmDSsTOuJye6Kj0VTi55CCSxapu3DNHN7lilS4Q18EiuMiQiN_HWuFWnrNFJ9RTXrewsNw/s320/IMG_1462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165587113967722434" /></a>and here's me icing the left side of my face. i played flag football today and was part of a little collision. subert told me to ice it because they could see the swelling. suck. if it bruises, i'll have a good story for the kids tomorrow. i'm using the blue ice packets that people put in their lunch box. i'd rather use my rice bag, but i think it has to stay in the freezer for a bit longer.<br /><br />and, i've been checking cnn.com repeatedly, watching the gap between clinton and obama get smaller and smaller. he's only down by 27 delegates. yay for voting.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-69775373213048281342008-01-29T20:54:00.000-08:002008-01-29T22:50:41.089-08:00little brothers' birthday funthis was an IM from andy:<br /><br />andy: no xmas present, no bday present<br />andy: <----- sad face<br /><br />i did get him a present, though it was late.<br /><br />in honor of both brothers (mike and andy) having birthdays earlier this month, i'll share a few funny moments about each of them.<br /><br />mike turned 24 a few weeks ago, and divided by 6, that makes 4. so here are 4 short stories.<br /><ul><li>when he was little, like under the age of 6, he used to be really scared of fire. whenever there was a birthday cake with candles, he'd duck under the table and hide until after the candles were blown out. i'm pretty sure we have a bunch of pictures with all of us around the cake and mike hiding underneath.<br /></li></ul><ul><li>i came home from UW on a break and i guess i'd gained some dorm food weight. i walked in the door and the first thing mike said was, "you ate my sister!" jerk. though i admit that was a pretty good one.<br /></li></ul><ul><li>a few years ago, i was home on some break and was making food. i told mike (or it could've been andy...i can't remember, but we'll just say it was mike) to wash the rice. he looked and me blankly and said, "what do you mean wash the rice?" i was like, "you know...wash it and get it ready for the rice cooker." he said, "you have to wash rice?!" all those years in college and he just cooked the rice straight from the bag + water...no washing.</li></ul><ul><li>most recently, my family came to LA for my graduation. they rented some kind of car, a dodge i think. anyway, i was driving us somewhere and on the radio dash, it read "trunk ajar." mike says, "what does that mean, ajar?" i told him that it meant that the trunk was slightly open. he says, "in what language?" we (except my mom, because she has no idea what's going on) look at each other and say, "uh...english" and start cracking up.</li></ul><br />andy turned 22 last week. 22-2=20. 20 divided by 5 is also 4. 4 stories about this punk.<br /><ul><li>when he was little, he was total mama's boy and a brat. i had gotten a souvenir mini mug and saucer from BC from my trip with wendy, chris, and their parents. andy was fascinated by it, so i put it on the top of my bookshelf, out of his reach. next thing you know, we hear a huge crash. he tried to climb up to get it and ended up toppling my shelf and breaking a bunch of porcelain paperweights (like my cute ballet shoes). he wasn't hurt, but i was so mad. i made sure my mom punished him - she had him stand against the wall and hold his arms straight up above his head as he cried the whole time. every time he tried to put his arms down, i made my mom come back in to enforce the punishment. he was 6.<br /></li></ul><ul><li>he wrestled in high school and was always cranky, trying to make weight. my mom always tried to make him eat, which made him more cranky, like seriously PMS cranky. anyway, one season, he got ringworm. i incessantly made fun of him. he hated that, but i had my fun.</li></ul><ul><li>during his senior year, i drove him out to forest grove (or was it cornelius?) to pick up his letterman jacket and as we were looking for parking and a space opened up, andy says, "what frugal timing!" i looked at him and was like, "you know that's not how you use frugal right?" now every time we find parking, i say, "what frugal timing!" he tries to explain that it was on purpose. sure it was.<br /></li></ul><ul><li>last year he turned 21. he woke up with his face all scratched up. i guess he met with the pavement sometime that evening. he told our mom that it happened in basketball or flag football or something. she believed him.</li></ul>happy birthday kids.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-70291687721867755642008-01-27T00:53:00.000-08:002008-01-27T01:09:37.484-08:00wacky weatherit's been raining on and off this week like seattle/portland. i have to admit that i kind of like it. however, what i do not like is how so cal drivers react to the rain - they can't drive. it took me 45 minutes to get to work on friday morning during light rain. that's just ridiculous. it almost doubled my commute time. LA is not built to handle rain. Case in point - my school's main lobby area flooded from the rainwater seeping in through the double doors and caused some damage to the flooring.<br /><br />i went to target earlier and during the drive there, i listened to the sound of rain drops hitting the car. the entrance was super crowded with people waiting for someone in their group to bring the car up because they didn't want to walk in the rain. it made me laugh. LA people are funny, albeit unintentionally in this case. and now, sitting in my apt, i hear the rain hitting the windows. it's great.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-39149714411549520152008-01-14T21:30:00.001-08:002008-02-13T22:24:33.796-08:00latest obsessionmy time at home as launched a new obsession. forget pop culture news. these days, i'm reading a sport blog, mostly having to do with the blazers. but, i've recently discovered gilbert arenas's blog, because he mentions the blazers, and i have to say, it's pretty entertaining.<br /><br />i used my internet search skills to find a new jersey radio station broadcasting the blazers vs. nets game because i couldn't find a live stream anywhere (and because i don't have NBA TV) and then at half-time, kept refreshing my blackberry until i could make it home through traffic to get the radio broadcast again. i told my brother this, and he laughed at me.<br /><br />anyway, blazers won. and i just watched the sonics lose out to the lakers in OT. boo.<br /><br />-----------------------------------<br /><br />this morning, the kids were walking up the stairs and one of the kids, edward, tells me that his mom told him he's not black. i stopped walking and looked at him. he said, "my mom said we're asian." edward is korean-american. i swallowed my laugh and said, "edward, why did you ask your mom if you were black?" his response, "because you said we're not white." great...good one teacher. i clarified with edward that not being considered "white" just meant that we were minorities/under-represented people group (whichever you prefer as i know some from my ucla cohort do not like the term "minority"). i told him that not everything is black and white. i also told him to tell his mom that i did not tell him that he's black. edward and i had a pretty good laugh about it. now he knows he's asian-american.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-58399272177361497562008-01-05T14:08:00.000-08:002008-01-05T21:07:05.162-08:00bye bye 2007, hello 2008i'm on my last few days of break before starting work/school (i never know how to refer to my job as i work at a school) on monday. i was home in portland for 2.5 weeks and had all the time in the world to do the many things that were on a list. and of course, i didn't do any of them. winter break = unproductive. and i'm ok with that. here's what i did do:<br /><br /><ul><li> was delayed at LAX for an hour and a half and got into portland well-past midnight</li><li>went shopping...tax free<br /></li><li>sewed for the first time since home ec. in 7th grade (not counting the two scrunchies i attempted with my dad's sewing machine in high school) and made 2 rice-filled heat/cold therapy satchels<br /></li><li>learned about fabric stores bolt and fabric depot and started a fabric stash</li><li>christmas eve service at village baptist<br /></li><li>christmas day extended family potluck</li><li>saw juno, atonement, and i am legend</li><li>went to skamania lodge for mike's work brunch with the entire fam, where his coworkers, who are our parents' peers, proceeded to network me with their high school daughters prepping for college applications. they were 10 years younger than i am, which actually made me feel old. i work with 10 year olds and they don't make me feel old, but these two high schoolers did. sigh.</li><li>video games: rock band, viva piƱata! party animals, guitar hero, ds games</li><li>read books by henri nouwen (in the name of Jesus and still reading the return of the prodigal son)</li><li>watched dvds with andy and mike - 4 brothers, resident evil: requiem, ocean's 13,<br /></li><li>blazer games - 13 game winning streak! my affection for the blazers has been revived.</li><li>ate...a lot - sushiland, pho, broder (euro breakfast), old spaghetti factory (finally!), thai elephant, cpk, hosoonyi's, nak won, and buffalo wild wings (andy, mike, and i felt disgusting afterwards)</li><li>read a lot of blazers news, blogs, sports sites (espn and yahoo! sports, etc) catching up on blazermania</li><li>annual post-christmas potluck/white elephant gift exchange (which i didn't participate in...anyone who's seen my apartment here knows i have too much junk and therefore, cannot take on anyone else's junk)</li><li>caught up with friends</li><li>finally saw wendy and chris in all their pregnant glory - awesome. saw wendy and josh's baby room and did research shopping with wendy and chris at babies 'r us<br /></li><li>played games - settlers of catan (i won a game) and apples to apples. no bean game this time around.</li><li>visited the well church on sundays</li></ul>there are probably things i'm missing, but oh well. currently, i'm listening to the blazers vs. jazz on streaming radio on the laptop. i thought i had nba tv, but i was mistaken. boo. the best i can get is yahoo! sports game channel text updates and radio. sigh. no love for blazers in LA.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-3732843933449384012007-12-24T22:57:00.000-08:002007-12-25T00:20:56.076-08:00majesty among the mundanetonight, i went to a candlelight christmas eve service. we worshiped with songs, what we've come to think of as "christmas carols", a bit of narrative about the birth of Jesus and the conditions surrounding his birth, and some sharing from the pastor. the theme was about how ordinary everything was that night - ordinary, everyday sheep; ordinary people; ordinary circumstances and setting. and yet, in the midst of the ordinary, something very extraordinary happened - God broke through and entered the this world as a baby. there was majesty in the middle of the very mundane. the pastor used this story from the washington post, <a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html">pearls before breakfast</a>, to illustrate the point.<br /><br />i hope we all take time to sit at the feet of the Jesus that broke through the mundane and bleak to bring salvation to a messed-up and dark world. please don't let us miss out on Jesus, or diminish the significance of who he is, because we're too busy or otherwise preoccupied with ourselves and our own junk.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-61733602273102925702007-12-19T01:57:00.000-08:002007-12-24T22:35:17.018-08:00winter breaki am finally on winter break. the last week before break was super stressful - so stressful, that i developed a stye! i'm sure lack of sleep didn't help. i got into portland just past midnight yesterday, after a series of mini-delays, and i was greeted with cold and rain. oh, how i've missed this weather.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBPH6m9w8dhJlmEKCfBdRV0JQP7yxe1cblXUYZYt91RXjHsbCNHejKCrb3M5YQexl9-x3Ko8wBfykfGUQkoenl_zeFWorsCF6rQzYJFP4eJizCTaDl3rNT8BBRrkCwH3mDTqtFng/s1600-h/IMG_1436.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBPH6m9w8dhJlmEKCfBdRV0JQP7yxe1cblXUYZYt91RXjHsbCNHejKCrb3M5YQexl9-x3Ko8wBfykfGUQkoenl_zeFWorsCF6rQzYJFP4eJizCTaDl3rNT8BBRrkCwH3mDTqtFng/s320/IMG_1436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145625034577544018" /></a><br /><br />since being on break and at home is all about relaxing and doing fun things, i've started to learn how to sew. my first project - an eye pillow for my sty. wendy showed me how to make a heat therapy rice bag with a washable slip-cover. i can now independently make as many rice bags as i want. next up, craft apron for teaching use.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3682201.post-16327228481441911852007-12-12T20:18:00.000-08:002007-12-12T20:41:15.275-08:00holiday programsometimes i wish my classroom was like survivor...where kids are voted off the island.<br /><br />we're in the middle of pulling together our winter holiday program. this afternoon, my class was part of the audience watching the kinder and 1st graders perform. they would not stay quiet - talking, playing around, and goofing off throughout the show. another teacher commented on how we should just equip each kid with a buzzer and send them a jolt when they're messing around. sigh.<br /><br />after school, i took two of the girls to pinkberry in larchmont. one of the girls earned the most awards certificates in class, but couldn't go on the museum trip last weekend. as an alternative, i took her and a plus one for dessert. while we were walking to pinkberry, heidi spotted <a href="http://us.imdb.com/name/nm0150362/" target="_blank">dr. karev</a> from grey's anatomy. that ups my celeb sightings to...4?<br /><br />last weekend, susan made a whole bunch of caramel/candied apples as favors for her birthday party. we have slowly been slicing up the leftovers and they are delicious. the sugar de-stresses me just enough.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0