the passionable cafe of rae

Look at this! I haven't even posted on my birthday! Which was on May 30th, btw. Now THAT'S lazy. >.< And so much stuff to talk about!.

My b-day was last week and now I'm 19. woahz! Again, I'm REALLY not ready to call myself 19, but whatever. It has been a year. Just feels like it's gone by so fast. hmmm, I got a laptop! It's a Dell Studio 1537 I believe, and it's veddy awesome. Super fast. And purple! My dad's amazing. I wasn't expecting much from him this year simply because him paying for my college tuition is plenty enough, but on the day before my birthday, a Fed-Ex guy was at the door with a Dell box in hand. xDDD I love the mail! The fed-ex guy had a british accent too. :3 SQUEE!

So I scored a laptop, a new monitor screen (that I haven't gotten yet, but will), $100 from my papa (that I worked for, so it wasn't a bday present), and the SIMS 3!!!! (which I bought for myself on the day it came out)

It was a laid back birthday though. No cake and no screaming and singing. And I totally don't mind. It was more than enough. I woke up late that day, did alot of cleaning that I'd wanted to accomplish for months, and babysat later that night, earning an extra $20. I conclude that when I get my teeth taken care of, I'm buying myself Walmart cake yet again! xD Oh, I can't wait, man, you don't even KNOW!

Other than that major event in life, I've mostly just been at home. It's been a hassle trying to get my sound system into my Hyundia, because it's a Hyundia. Apparently, they're complicated. All of my speakers were blown, so that's why they always farted whenever the volume was too loud. lol Sonya, a family friend, got her son to put it in for me. His name's Cedric, and he's only 17, and he does this every summer. It' s his specialty. So it took us a whole day after figuring out the wiring and how to get to the speakers. Then, the next morning, I picked him up and took the car to Mom's house and John helped us get to the back speakers. A whole day later and he had succeeded in getting the back speakers and the face unit in. But I need a frame for the new face and two new speakers for the front speakers because the ones that came with the combo doesn't fit. >.< It's only 30 dollars at Walmart, so now all I have to do is get in touch with Cedric again. He's been out of town, so I couldn't get it done when I wanted, but that's alright. I'm enjoying the ones I do have because they're so much better than the old ones. SO MUCH BETTER.

Hopefully, most likely, this weekend, I'll have it all set and fixed. And it'll be amazing. xD

For about two days straight, I've been playing Sims 3. I have mixed feelings about it, but overall, it's a really fun game. I'm pretty glad it's really different from the second one because I can go back to it and still enjoy it. It's equally addicting and I love the facial expressions the sims give. They're funny. I even brought it to Gwyn's house yesterday when I came over and she made a vamp. He was smokin! I used a cheat so he was a millionaire and we played around for a good while. It was really fun.

I also watched some SHINee and F.T. Island stuff while I was there. And I can't get enough! *sigh* So fun to watch. I really love FT Island; they're all so cute! And SHINee's the shizz as usual. heehee!! Jonghun!!!! OMO. Talented fellas. <333 I really want them to do banjuns again. They were so fun to watch when it was like a fad in kpop celebs. Man, I just want to see them in dramas period! I know Key, Hognki, Onew, and Jognhyun would do awesome in dramas. Intense ones.

I went to Lowes today after picking up Dede from school to apply for a job there. They're hiring for cashiers there. I applied for a seasonal job, so hopefully, even though I won't be there for long, I can get it. I'm gonna apply at Walmart tomorrow, reluctantly.

Well, now that I've gotten you up to speed, I'm gonna go read stuff. Peace! <3

be blessed.

- Raeven

This one actually made sense. Well, the most sense my dreams have ever made. I woke up going, "whoa, that was intense", and was surprised I hadn't woken up in the middle of it.

But anyway, I'll get into it. It had me, Stasha, my nana, and my dad, kinda. Actually, my dad didn't even show up in the dream, but it involved my dad's guest house, and St. Thomas. The characters my brain conjured was this Korean girl about my age and her father *shivers*, and some crew similar to the crew on the TLC show Trading Spaces.

In the dream, I was in my dad's guest house in St. Thomas. The place looked uprgraded, like it was modernized and sky-scraper-like. I was watching the streets below while standing on the second level of the building, which is alway was I do in real life. It was night time, and my nana was parking my car into the empty car lot in front of the guest house. First she pulled up across the street to get more backing-up space. (note that my nana's a friggin crazy driver and presses on the brakes WAY too hard and sudden, and also speeds when she needs too. A jerky driver). A Korean schoolgirl is standing in the empty parking lot right by the street and I can see her in my peripheral vision while I'm absently watching my grandmother with my car. She backs up and THEN starts driving down the parking lot full speed! My eyes dart toward the girl in the way and before I can scream out to my nana that she's going to hit the girl (just in case she can't see her), she already runs her over. I'm horrified; I'm utterly shocked; My mouth's wide open and I want to just display my fury upon my grandmother, but I can't because I'm speechless. My brain won't function. I don't register what my nana's saying inside my car, but I rush downstairs to the scene and Stasha randomly meets me there.

The Korean girl is fortunately alive and even gets up after being slammed by my own car. Her mouth's all bloody and she reveals a few broken teeth as she tells us the damage. Her words were muted; I can't tell you why cuz I don't know. I'm still furious and when my nana gets out of the car, she's just shrugging and junk, as if to say, "hey--look, she was in the way and she wouldn't move. That's her fault for being in the middle of a parking lot." My unconditionaly love for her apparantly kept me from chucking something at her, as if that would knock sense into her. She walks off to handle some other duties, because she's always busy. So Stasha's babbling on about nana's behavior and how mad she is and I'm still speechless. We also apparently know the schoolgirl and we start apologizing and I want to take her to the hospital to get checked out. 

You knwo that sexy classic black car Seungri was in in his mv "Strong Baby"? Well, suddenly, one of those cars pulled up in the street adjacent us, and another identical one pulled up very slowly behind it, but stayed half-hidden beside one of the stone buildings next to the guest house. My brain only recognized this as one thing: drive-by. I was thinking this was it. The girl said father in Korean and I knew who was in the car. It all made sense; her father was a mafia boss and he was about to kill us all for harming his precious daughter. I couldn't blame him, but I didn't want to die either, so I started running. Stasha went the opposite way, so I didn't know what would become of her. The streets of St. Thomas are very narrow, like those of Europe. There were alleyways and steep hills and stone paths; I ran zigzags through all of those. Korean thugs dressed in black street clothes were chasing me with guns and were already shooting at me. Bullets were flying everywhere, and I was just waiting for one to hit me, but one hadn't yet, so I kept running frantically.

Eventually, I made my way back to the guest house and got back inside the back way. Things quietted after a while and I waited it out in a vacant room. While all of this was happening, some makeover crew was working on the guest house's building, all average joe men with cheery faces, oblivious to everything that's going on. I ignored them most of the time, but a fat painter guy would often pass me carrying a ladder.

Here's a bizarre, weird part; Later that night, the Korean girl was all cleaned up and her teeth were fine. She met up with my and Stasha in a room and said that her father was staying in the room next door to us, and he was sleeping. She said he was still mad at us because of what happened earlier that night (WELL, DUH!) and for some reason, I kept thinking I was the target, not my nana, not my sister. Stasha was being mischievious and kept peaking in the father's room as he slept. It was a plain stupid move. I was just thinking if he woke up, I'd be the one he wanted to give a beating to. Or worse, shot. I finally spoke up and told her to sit down before something bad happened.

Anyway, the end of the dream wasn't all that great and epic. The makeover crew finished whatever they were doing and announced it. No one was excited about it except for the crew themselves, which is pretty humorous when you think about it. Then I woke up after the dream flashed to me and some hot guy getting stuck in an airport in Japan. We were totally lost and eventually the guy abandoned me after finding the flight he was supposed to be on. I was left alone to look around for my own. I just knew I had to get back to America, back home, but I didn't have a boarding pass. I felt the local staff of the airport would have sympathy on me and find a way to get me home, so I didn't worry too much. When the airport was close to closing, I remembered entering some sect in the airport where the flight attendants hung around. They were leaving the place, but it looked to be the area where all who missed their flight slept for the night. Some flight attendants who saw my confused and lost face smiled warmly at me and continued out of the room while casually chatting in Japanese with their peers.

The setting was calming, but it was so huge and foreign that it kinda creeped me out. I guess a better way to put it is culture shock. lol THEN I WOKE UP. And put on semi-formal clothes to job hunt with. It was a fail. Most places weren't hiring, but were still "accepting" applications. I wasn't buying that crap. I still have alot of places to look, so I won't complain about it just yet. But I'm close. lol

Maria got a make-up job finally, so I still have hope. She's been looking just as long as I have.

NOTE: We've completed seven chapters of our book. Technically only five chapters since I have to edit 6 and 7, but still. 7/21 :D

I also talked my uncle Chris into buying me a new monitor screen for an early birthday present. xD For some reason, he wanted to get me a new tv when I already have a tv in my room that I rarely ever use. So I was like, "instead, can't you just get me a monitor screen?" And he said he would, so I'm excited. This is pretty much all I want for my birthday. A nice big monitor screen for my compie to display all the prettiness of boys and my sims. *SIGH*. Finally!!!! <333

Until next time,

be blessed

- Raeven

You know those Pillsbury biscuit cinnamon rolls that you bake? I made them for breakfast today and I started with two of them on a plate, ate those slowly, got another, and another, and another. If I'm not mistaken, there were eight of them. Now there's only one left. O.o. What the crap. How did I do that?!!!!! It's a little scary. But I was really hungry last night. Come to think of it, I didn't eat much of anything yesterday cuz I was making a cake.

I frikkin lost 5 pounds somehow. I checked at Publix last week. I average 130 pounds because I always check and that's usually where I'm at. On occasion, I go to 128 or something like that, but as of last week, I'm 125! Weird. But I do notice a difference, because I eat less now, and I'm off soda, pretty much. And I rarely ever eat any sweets, because I'm afraid to, with my teeth in such conditions. The cinnamon rolls would be the first real sweet thing I've had in a while.

I think that when I get my teeth fixed, I'll stick to this diet thing, because I do feel healthier. But I think I'll pig out on the first few days. lol

For the first time in a whole week, I finally got a goodnight's sleep. Let me tell ya; it was THE BEST sleep I've had in a long time. Yesterday, I was so dog-gone tired. And I wasn't looking forward to going to bed because it wasn't like I was getting any >.<. My eyes were visibly puffy and oogly and I wasn't in a good mood. But at night, it kinda went away when I went to CCS's choir concert to see Gwyn sing. It was beautiful, by the way. I really love listening to that choir, man. It's so preety! I kinda wish I was in it for a few years because I do love to sing, and I personally don't think I'm half that bad.

When I got home that night, I was shot. I got my hair done right after class and my mouth wouldn't stop hurting; the heat from sitting under the dryer releived it a bit, strangely, and then I went to the concert. I saw Maria there (my co-author) and we sat together. It was super enjoyable. Gwyn got a super-cute haircut! With vibrant colors of maroon and blonde (I read that it was maroon on her journal. lol I'm not psychic).

Okay, so I got home and lay in bed and I was just like, "*sigh* God, I realllllly need sleep. Like, seriously, I want sleep so bad. No more tossing and turning and junk. Just take the pain away so I can get things done in tomorrow. (ILU!)" And then I went to sleep. Of course, I reluctantly took a generic pain pill before I went to bed, but that hadn't been helping the last few times I took one, so yeah. I had three awesome dreams that I'll remember to tell tomorrow because I gotta a deadline to make tonight and I don't have time.

I WOKE UP SO HAPPY! <33333333333 OMG, IT WAS BEAUTIFUL. And I haven't had an ounce of pain in my mouth all day. . . yet. But still. God's amazing. So don't be afraid to call on Him for something. Seriously. He can do anything. Even if you don't know Him, He knows you, so talk to Him anyway. xD

<3 be blessed.

I have so much to say tomorrow, but I'm busy right now and I had to post something for today, because I've become addicted to LJ. xD

Peace!

- Raeven