Oh, my god I haven't posted in so long...

So obviously I'm alive and well... It took me a week to remember to post to LJ though but it's been a bit of a whirlwind sort of week... I started typing a post a few days ago during the weekend but somehow it was lost and I never posted it... :(

Anyway, the trip back was long and tiring and I was all stressed out and worried through the entire thing... When I wasn't lugging around a ton of very heavy bags (I'm pretty sure I've done some damage to my back -- hopefully it's not permanent...), I was asleep. I was pretty much out of it both flights back -- it was nice since I hate being awake and active on flights that are three hours or longer.

And once again I'm reassured that there are some nice people out there. I'm not convinced that their motives altruistic but that's okay -- I'll accept any sort of kindness if it's direct at me. :) It's not like I'm totally nice just for the sake of being nice either... But somehow I feel as though thinking this way kinda cheapens their kind acts so until I know better, I'll try to think of them as sincerely nice people who wanted to help out a poor Chinese girl who was obviously struggling with a ton of heavy luggage and wasn't strong or tall enough to push them all up to the overhead bins without a good amount of help.

So... I've been home a week. For the first two days, I was mostly out of commission since I was absolutely exhausted. It was through a combination of very little sleep the week leading up my flight home and probably a bit of jetlag since I was getting tired way too early. But after that I've basically been put to work by my parents. They own a restaurant and a laundromat (yes, how incredibly stereotypical for Chinese people but hey, it puts me through school) and I've bee helping out. So far I've waitressed, made spring rolls, made crab puffs and filled those little containers of hot mustard and I've been responsible for the late night cleaning of the laundromat. The last one is also by myself which kinda sucks since I've always shared the duty with my sister, the same sister who is still at school and will be for the entire summer as well so I'll be stuck with this job at least until my brother gets out of Boys State. And he's trying to get into Boys Nation so it might be even longer than that... :(

Anyway, it's not too bad -- I've got it down to less than an hour when it's only minimally dirty which is rather nice. Until last night, I hadn't really had a problem with it at all....

My parents' restaurant has a bar so we get some late night drunks and some not so savory people... And the laundromat is right next to the restaurant, connected by a door... So as I was cleaning up, these Mexican guys came up and accosted me. They were asking somewhat innocent questions like my age and my name and they introduced myself but here I was, one girl and there are three large Mexican guys surrounding me. Obviously I was rather freaked out. And then my mother, who somehow sensed something wrong, came out of the restaurant and chased them off.

For a while at least. They came back like five minutes later and they were at the entrance of the laundromat while I was filling up a bucket of water for my mop in the middle of it. They kept beckoning me to go closer to them and my sense of self-preservation kicked in and I was like hell no, if you want to come talk to me, you come in here.

It's not like I could really talk to them though. They had absolutely atrocious English and I don't think they understood what I was saying very well... They kept asking the same thing over and over again even though I had already answered them... *shakes head* I hate people who can't speak English well enough to converse... Especially when they don't seem to be trying to get better at it at all... :\

So at this time, my father was the one to come to my rescue. I guess my mother had alerted him to what had happened before and he was going to make sure I was okay... He chased them off and this time I thought they were going to be gone for good because it was a good twenty minutes before they showed up YET AGAIN.

This time I was standing near one of the folding tables and they were on the other side of it. Again they were asking my age and making sure I was 21 (even though I've told him multiple times that I was...) and this time kept telling me to lean in closer and look at his face. And again I was like NO FUCKING WAY. All those mangas where unsuspecting girls have been kissed that a way flashed through my mind and there was no way I was giving that guy even a chance.

I got really pissed off and went to my parents in the restaurant to get them to deal with these idiots. I mean seriously, you would think me telling them to go away two separate times would be enough. Apparently not. My father finally got them to leave again and this time as an added measure, he locked all the doors so they wouldn't be able to get at me a fourth time, which was nice since I really don't think they would have given up...

I can't be sure, but I think these might have been the same guys who had bothered me a bit a few days before that... But then again, all Mexican people are the same to me, especially late at night and I'm alone and they're bothering me and I don't really know who they are... *sigh* In New York, I worried about black people, at home about Mexican people. This really discourages me... I hate stereotypes, I hate, hate, hate them! Why must people fall into stereotypes and discourage people like me who are trying desperately not to believe in them?! It seems like for every person that I meet that breaks the mold of their stereotype, I meet five more that fit it... :( And I don't want to believe in stereotypes, I don't want my thinking of entire races of people to fall on a default stereotype... That's really sad! And I wouldn't want it for me either...

Anyway, that's over, thankfully without me getting into any serious trouble. I don't want to think about what might have happened because that's just a bit scary... :\

On a bit lighter note, I convinced my mother to get a new home computer! ^^ It will be wicked and it'll before the new house! And I can finally have a DVD burner at home that works! The old one on the old computer somehow died while I was at school (how my brother and/or sister ruined it is beyond me) so I've been suffering from its lack... *sigh* But I just found out that the computer has been shipped and it's supposed to arrive here next Tuesday! I can't wait! Hopefully I'll be awake for its arrival...

And another thing that has been sent? My Kimeru CD! I got the email a few days ago and I'm so looking forward to it! After the last fiasco with the Kimeru album (that I only got to touch and look at and listen to last week when I came home!), I was a bit disheartened but I'll have this one in due time. ^^ And if I remember correctly, this is another CD+DVD so yay for another PV!

I was really shocked by the Airline Kiss PV though... I know it's late since it was released back in January but I really hadn't seen it until last week... If I'm not mistaken, there were scenes from the Timeless PV, right? I certainly didn't expect to see that again... But I really adore the Airline Kiss song. There's something about it that has always attracted me to it from the very beginning. I think it really comes down to the fact that I just love Kimeru's voice in this song. I like songs where it seems like it's effortless to sing and Airline Kiss just comes off that a way... Plus, I find the song incredibly catchy which is always nice. I find the PV for it rather strange but that doesn't detract from the song... Besides, I loved the song before I saw the PV so I guess in a way, that made me soften my view on the PV. My problem with the PV is that I don't quite get it. I don't really know how it works with the Timeless PV, if it's supposed to be a continuation or a sideview or what... And not understanding the lyrics doesn't help either...

I really must take a better look at Kimeru's songs... I mean I have a basic understanding of Japanese now after studying it for two years... I should be able to puzzle some of it out... I want to try my hand at translating but I suspect I'll kinda suck. Still, I want to have at it, probably starting with my favorite Kimeru song "Prism." Even after all this time and after all the songs Kimeru has released since then, I still adore "Prism." But I have to admit, there have been other songs that have gotten just as happy. ^^