Skydiving?! Um...What?

So my boyfriend is turning 18 soon, and he wants me to go SKYDIVING with him on his birthday. Um, what?! I'm deathly afraid of the heights and the feeling of falling. Is he kidding me?

Should I go? I've always wanted to give it a try and see what its like. AHHHHHH I'm scared!

Six Flags?

First of all, I hope everyone is having a wonderful break. Mine has been full of excitement and fun. Yesterday, I went to Six Flags one last time before the end of the season. I thought it was going to be impressive considering this "Holiday in the Park" was supposed to be. Nope. As my friends and I entered the park, it looked like the normal Six Flags. The only difference was a giant tree in the middle of the park and some holiday music. It was no big deal, honestly, but they seemed to advertise something far more exciting than what they gave. We explored the park after riding some rollercoasters and discovered that half of the parks rides werent working. They were all closed. It was completely stupid. So we just rode coasters the rest of the day.

Overall, Six Flags was fun, but there would have been so much more to do if the rides were working. Oh well, next season should be better.

San Fran

San Francisco is my favorite city on this coast, and my second favorite overall (New York is first). It's a great place and I love the atmosphere, architecture, and general large city feel, which I otherwise would need a flight to get. On Tuesday I went there. It was a really nice mini vacation, and I saw all of the tourist spots as well as some more obscure locations in the city. There was great food too. I had coffee at the Ferry Building, lunch at this Indian place, and ice cream at Ghirardelli Square for desert. Great time overall.

Passion

My oldest brother, Ben, he is passionate about baseball. He would rather play baseball then do anything else in the entire world. Time and time again, he has sacrificed his education to jump college to college, all so he can play ball.

I admire him so much for this. He isn't the biggest, or the best, but it is what he loves to do and won't stop at any cost. He keeps trying. Perseveres relentlessly.

My cousin Hope, she is passionate about piano. She only started a little over a year ago, but she is some kind of prodigy I guess.

So, what fuels passion? Do you have to be talented? Or do you just have to love whatever it is you are doing?

I wish I had a passion. Or at least a hobby..

I play tennis, but it is nothing like the way Ben plays baseball. He plays because he lives for it. I play because.... well, to be honest, I don't even know why I play. I'm not even slightly athletic.

I tried to play piano, but practicing felt more like a chore than anything else. I am far from musically inclined.

Hopefully, one day, I will find something that I am both good at, and I enjoy doing.

Break,Part One: Sad Chica

Break has been rather boring for me.
I (as usual) have my lovely older sister (not really) Arisa Horigomi with me. She is from Japan, and is planning on staying here in the USA to work...So I don't really know what to call her. She's very sweet, and my Japanese is definitely better :) Her english is excellent; she is attending SF University...yeah.

Um, haven't done much. Gained 1 pound, which I am desperately trying to work off.
Eat a lot. Party not a lot.

Tired.

Crushing on a guy who lives far away. Facebook communication is not working..I'm a very sad chica right now. (sigh) I knew these things were impossible! Gah!

Feeling rather hopeless with the rest of the human race.

So I'm stressed. and tired. And bored.

Ugh...I can't wait to go back to school.

Time is Flying

This break is going by so fast!! I wish it would slow down. It doesn't feel like we are given enough time to just hang around and relax. Maybe I'm just comparing our break to college students breaks who get about a month off of school, but I feel like we just got out of school. I can already feel the tension and dread of going back to school. I guess I better make the best of the rest of our break last...

Wisdom Removal

Last Monday, at the beginning of break, I had surgery to have my four wisdom teeth removed. When I woke up with heaps of gauze and blood in my mouth, I was loopy from the sedation drugs. As my mom was taking me home I was staggering around laughing and saying delirious things. I informed my mom that "Drugs are bad" and talked about how there were two of everything and asked if I would get to see the kitties in my barely understandable drugged speech. The nurse said we should have brought a video camera.

Upon our arrival back home, the effects of the sedation began to wear off and the whole situation quickly began to seem less funny to me as the pain started to set in. I sat on the couch, napped, and iced my swollen face that whole day. In the next couple days, my face continued to swell and it took around two days to stop bleeding completely. I didn't take pain pills because they make me nauseous but there wasn't much pain after that first day.

I enjoyed a number of soft foods with my impaired chewing ability. It was all applesauce, ice cream, soup, jello, and yogurt for a few days. I mostly sat around watching movies for quite a while. Though I felt quite lazy and useless that first week of break, it was nice to relax after such a hectic semester.