Okay, I'm sorry that this looks terrible, because I'm currently at my workplace and using an Apple computer. God knows how much those things hate mankind. So, here I am, without proper formatting (not the codes!) and working on only 4 hours of sleep and a 3-hour jetlag.
Came back from LA/Vegas/whatever I told people yesterday, flight was pretty fast, but we had the most turbulence ever. When the PA announced that we were going to experience bad turbulence, my first thought was "OMG we're going to DIIIEEE." But then when I think negatively, bad stuff are bound to happen. (No I swear it does) So I resorted to thinking "Wheeee this is fun and all, but can we move on?" *facepalm* Well, anyway, highlight of my day.
There were many recurring stories about me, my dad, my mom, and the GPS. And about me, my dad, my mom, and American Airlines. And about me, my dad, my mom, and American airports.
On this note I'd like to say: SCREW YOU AMERICANS.
So sorry if I've offended my american Lj friends, but unfortunately this is the harsh truth. All American officers have done to me and my family was being rude. Okay, I admit that for the first bit of the incident my dad was being egoistic too. But he was only trying to get the officer to be more polite, and to stop barking at us like we're prisoners. *rolls eyes* We're Canadian, not some Iraqi or who ever the hell you guys are fighting. But this is really all just coming from a slightly biased point of view, because I ain't white and therefore I understand racism. Sort of. And I totally felt that the people working there were only treating us like that because we're Chinese. I bet you if we were white then things would be terribly different. I swear to fucking god I'm never going back by plane again.
So. About me, my dad, my mom, and the GPS - those things are stupid. Don't ever get one of those unless you totally have no idea where you're going. Get yourself a map instead. The whole point of a GPS is to help you get around in an unknown place, but it ended up leading us in circles because it wasn't fast enough to follow the smaller roads in a fucking city. That, and the only one who knew how to operate the stupid GPS was me. And I don't even like that thing. I prefer maps. I like doing things the "old" way. God knows how many arguments we've gotten into because of it.
Food in the US (or should I say California and Las Vegas) tasted better than Canada. I'll woefully note that we had sushi in Las Vegas and it tasted good. I couldn't eat sushi, but my parents and my grandma said it was really good. I had an Oyako-don. Yum. Now I'm hungry. Damn. And speaking of food, you know how I never used to eat breakfast because it only lead to more food in the end? Because of my grandma, now I'm used to eating huge breakfasts in the morning and I need to get used to not eating again.
I went around to a lot of places, actually, in that small week of 10 days. We went around to Hearst Castle, but we couldn't tour because by the time we finished and got out it would have been like 9-10 o'clock. Went down to San Diego, and needless to say we didn't have a lot to do there. (We couldn't swim, we thought it was too cold, XD) Went to Long Beach to take a small tour (wait, what DID we do there?), and again, not much there either. XD Went to both USH (Universal Studios Hollywood) and Disneyland, the former was boring but the latter was fun. Went to Beverly Hills/Sunset Blvd/Hollywood Blvd and all that was there were nightclubs, bars, restaurants, and terribly pricey shops that we couldn't shop at. Beverly Hills was nice. Drove around the hills and homes of the rich and famous. Also went down to Santa Monica, and I loved it there, lol. The food was good, the atmosphere was good, the view was good, and the shopping was good. (I bought my iPod there)
After that we went to Las Vegas, and there were nothing for me to do there either, because all the shops were brand-names and I couldn't do much with the amount of money I had by then either. Bought Juicy earrings and my mom bought a Juicy pendant, both added up under $100. *V sign*
Smoke was everywhere there. People got drunk in wee hours in the morning, and gambling throughout the day. Kids could totally walk in with $5 and can gamble without getting kicked out. What kind of logic is that, really. We stayed at Caesar's Palace and we thought we would be able to fully utilize its services, but apparently not. It was too cold to be swimming, and the bathtub looked kind of dirty. I've noticed the corners of the room were also filled with dust, and when we opened a drawer, clothing from the last residents were left there. The fridge was also left unstocked until the second day. What kind of service is that, really. But I was glad we were there, because apparently the Venetian stunk even more. We had the choice of either Caesar's or Luxor, and now I'm kind of thinking that we should have stayed in Luxor. >< IDK.
Speaking of Vegas, I came back yesterday and started talking to
shangrilove and she told me that apparently Yoko was in Vegas last week, with Subaru and/or Ryo or whatever. My jaw totally dropped and I got up and automatically started to stamp my feet and being all pissy because I missed my chance to go stalk them. I knew I should have went out with my parents for the night. That way if we were there at the same time then I could have saw them, at least. Arrgggg. Now I feel so stupid. WHY. ZOMG, WHY.
Yoko likes gambling now, eh? He was in Macau with Maru earlier this year and now he's in Vegas with Subaru? YOKO, COME TO CANADA. BRING OHKURA ALONG. I'LL BUY YOU GUYS THE BIGGEST STEAKS EVER? LOL.
Yeah, I know this is totally taking up all your space in your f-pages, but like I said, I don't have the whole toolbar up across my posting box that I can choose "lj cut" from. I suck at HTML, if you guys haven't realized.
This really sucks, I'm hungry and running on 4 hours of sleep and a bottle of water right now. I want to go home. Or go back to school and do nothing, whatever works. XD
K, I uh have to get off now, so baibai.
EDIT @ 9:20 AM
Oops, nevermind, I'm running on water and a bag of Pretz. ;)