11:02 p.m. - 2008-02-05
Lindo manito
Because of the movie Paris, je t'aime, I am obsessed with the song _______ (as posted below:

Qué linda manito que tengo yo,

qué linda y blanquita que Dios me dio

Qué lindos ojitos que tengo yo,

qué lindos y negritos que Dios me dio

Qué linda boquita que tengo yo,

qué linda y rojita que Dios me dio

Qué lindas paticas que tengo yo,

qué lindas y gorditas que Dios me dio

Cute little nursery rhyme that was sung in the movie. I am horrible at summaries and explanations so just watch the movie. No, don't Youtube it. Or Veoh it. Cause it's not there... I checked...

Second obsession is talking like the French foreigner in the film. (i.e. speaking French minus the accents)

Lindo que lindo!

So, I got my trig exam back. I got a D! I am somewhat not worried though because my math professor is somewhat not worried either. Which confuses me much.

Prof: "You see, if you had gotten a 50 on this exam, I would be worried. But you got a 60, so I'm not worried. Or should I be?"

Me: Uhh *smile politely* a little?... haha... no?

But I think the only reason he wasn't "worried" was because I was a victim of stereotyping. Yes kids, stereotyping. Cause, you know, if I'm Asian (especially from the "main land") I'm a freakin genius. He asked a few questions about my background so this was one of the few times I felt disappointed that I broke the stereotype. He probably also wanted to go home cause I went in his office at 12 when he was supposed to leave. Oh well. There's still part 2 of the midterm so I'm not sunk yet.

And I voted today for the first time ever! Yay! I was so scared. I didn't know what to do. And everyone was rushing me! I walked in the room, guy comes up to me, mumbles something inaudible, nod say no..., sign in at table.

"So I see you're a non-partisan."
*mind blanks* Green party? Wait, no. Oh fuck, what the hell is a non-partisan? Ahhhhhhh
"Um..."
"Would you like to choose a party today?"
"... uh, well, it's my first time voting so um..."
*guy stares*
"uh, ok, I guess Democrat?"
"Ok! Democrat! Sign here!"

And it was so weird while I was waiting to get checked in cause this other voter just asks me "Are you voting for Obama?" and I say no, then he's like "oh shoot!", while looking paranoid... like, he's afraid he'll get jumped for voting Obama so he wants a decoy. Ok... wtf? Am I in the Clinton voting line? What's going on?! Perhaps he was just as confused as I?

So, I get to to booth thing. Feel like an idiot reading the directions on how to put the damn voting slip into the stupid voting marker contraption. When I put it in, I figured it was electronic and I'd just push buttons on what I choose. I look for buttons. Nothing. Open booklet in front of me, oh look! Holes that correspond to the voting slip! So, I guess Americans are pretty dumb if we need a stencil to help us remember where we fill in the bubbles. =[ The contraption is too hard to explain, but just know it's pretty useless.

I don't remember most of the props I voted for, but it was only cause I was nervous. So I wanted to finish fast and get out.

I'll freak if I ever get put on jury duty... Ugh.

Midterm tomorrow for historyyy. =[ Go me! And the usual trig quiz.

-keren