Snails Don't Really Explode, Don't Worry

#2 ~~ October 17, 2015 ~~ Aimee, The Cog is Dead

It's a Saturday night here in L.A. County. Feeling pretty lonely I guess. I didn't realize that homecoming at my old high school was today. In fact it's going on right now as I type this. One of the only friends I have, and just so recently made is going, and one of the other ones is doing whatever the heck in college right now. He lives in Florida; moved there to study at a technical institute of some sort. And the dude that's moving away is packing up right now. So I'm feeling pretty lonely right now I guess. But hey, that's nothing new, and nothing I can't live with.

Basically, I spent most of the day playing Assassin's Creed. Based on my one previous play-through from about a year ago, I can say I'm nearly halfway through the game at this point--and that's disregarding all of the flags you have to find. I don't even know what happens what you find them all, but there's like, 420 of them in the game. (Haha, I calculated that just now. Oh, Ubisoft, you did that on purpose didn't you?) Before that, I played some more The Binding of Isaac: Rebirth. Excited for that Afterbirth DLC coming out in a couple weeks or so. I'm trying to unlock all of the achievements before it comes out. I actually was having a decent run, but was horribly distracted whilst fighting It Lives, and when I got to Satan in Sheol, it was game over for me.

Another unfortunate thing that happened today involved food. I have never eaten so much flavorless food at one time in all of my life. I got some shiitake mushroom and soy sauce flavored ramen which tasted like nothing but water, I drank some half-assed lemonade from Wendy's (I don't eat there. I don't do fast food. I was sharing a drink with my sister that she got from there) which tasted like nothing but water, and finally I tried guava for the first time--that after taking a bite of it, my dad who's seemingly the master of fruits, said it wasn't even that great of guava compared to those in the Philippines--which tasted like nothing, but water. There's no point in making food look good if it's gonna have no flavor. That's why Italian food rocks my socks. Those smoky cheeses and marinated tomatoes, the plethora of seasonings and classy sauces--that's how you cook food. I love cheese so much. Italian food is amazing.

Something that stinks about being half Filipino actually is that I have a hard time fitting into the culture even more so now, considering that food is super important to culture, since I've become a vegetarian over this past summer. I researched everywhere to find articles about Filipino food that doesn't have meat in it besides the deserts (and don't get me wrong--the breads are amazing. Give me some pandesal or ensaymada any day--I'm gonna eat the crap out of that) (bread is one of my favorite things to eat besides cheese). And then I asked this one Filipino kid from my old high school who I recently found out was a vegetarian as well. He as well as the internet said that vegetarian Filipino dishes simply don't exist, because Filipinos have gotta mix meat into everything they make. On top of that, I can't even speak the Filipino language, Tagalog. The only things I can ever relate to are those videos of that one Filipino lady doing impressions of her parents and aunties, and how incredibly accurate those impressions are to the Filipino side of my family. Spot on. It's hilarious.

Anyway, aside from playing video games and eating horribly flavorless food, I attempted to study for the ACT. I mean, I already applied to college, but I didn't know I would have to do it so early, and signed up for the ACT without knowing, so I might as well get a better grade on it than I did last time (I mean, I guess I might as well since my parents already payed for it). Like I said, I attempted to study. I got through three sections of the ACT Prep book my mom got for me and I got super bored, realizing that all the book is doing is telling me common sense things that I'm already aware of. It's just that during tests I get brain farts and screw it all up, and all the studying I do goes to waste anyway. Because of that, I was never much of a study-er. But hey, my GPA is over a 3.50, so does it matter at this point? Nope. The college I'm applying to only needs to see a GPA of 3.00 or higher and I'm in. So I gave up on the book after 20-30 minutes and went to playing the Binding of Isaac: Rebirth.

Anyway, I'm feeling pretty lonely right now, like I said, and just want to keep writing and writing in this since I have no one to talk to currently. There's not much else to talk about here though. Hopefully my parents let my sister and I hang tomorrow with that friend of ours that's moving away forever to Indiana. Besides that, I guess here goes me lying back down to contemplate life, looking for something entertaining to watch on the internet. . .

". . .Aimee please come home. You're out there all alone. Submarines are just machines, but I am flesh and blood. Machines can't give you love. . ."