Bullet Journal: Pros and Cons(?)

So many entries ago, I mentioned my discovery of the Bullet Journal method. For those of you who don't know this method, the Bullet Journal method is where you create daily entries with tasks, ideas, and/or events. Tasks are usually written at the beginning of your day, while ideas and events can be recorded at any time depending if you like to write it down. After each month, a new monthly calendar page is created along with planned events. Then that month's daily entries begin again.

That entry was posted last year in August, when I was a senior in college. I can say that was one of the busiest times of my life. I had no energy to write in my journal but I really wanted to record my events for those days. The Bullet Journal was a dream come true! Well, now I have graduated and am working several part-time jobs to cover my loans. My days aren't as busy as before. To be specific, I'm still busy with work, but my current work doesn't require too much planning. Many of them are spontaneous or have too many variables to make future plans. That leaves my planner almost completely blank.

Right now, I'm looking back to consider the Bullet Journal since I was eager to use it back then. However, when I went back to review the concept, I came across some things I never thought of before. Maybe it's because of my new life style or my journal objective changed. I don't see how I would love the Bullet Journal. So let me break down my opinion for you to understand what I'm seeing.

PROS

- Daily "Bullets": This is definitely the best part of the concept. Each daily entry, there are tasks, events, and ideas marked with bullets. This allow easy tracking, recording, and planning on a busy schedule. Also, by writing this up at the beginning of the day, it helps with prioritizing certain tasks and keeping up with productivity.

- Flexibility: The Bullet Journal is very flexible. Each entry can be customized to one's liking. There is no limit to how many bullets can be under each entry (however, having so many doesn't really mean being productive since there are only so much hours each day). Also if there is a special list or entry needed, it can start right on the next blank page. There's no pre-made designated area for each entry. It's all up to the user.

- Reviewing: It is very easy to review over past tasks and events to see if anything needs to be transferred or improved. The user can look over unfinished tasks and rethink if the tasks are still needed. Some can be dropped while others are moved to the next entry. The user can also look over finished tasks and plan if improvements are needed. He/she is subconsciously reviewing over his/her productivity.

CONS

- Time wasting at certain points: Unless the user bought a journal with printed page numbers, numbering pages will take up a good chunk of time. This goes the same for writing new points in the index and reviewing old monthly entries for the next monthly calendar. The Bullet Journal was meant to save time, and indexing everything (although convenient in the long run) creates the problem many users are trying to solve.

- It's NOT that personal: This is what hits me the most. After reviewing the concept, I realized that the Bullet Journal is more like a fancy planning technique. Almost everything in the journal is task oriented. There's nothing really personal about it other than the tasks, ideas, and events are related to the user. Everything feels almost mechanical. And assuming that the user has enough tasks to fill each page or entry, will there be time to decorate ("personalize") the journal itself?

OVERALL:
The Bullet Journal is definitely something to consider. Users with packed schedules can benefit from the concept. Also since the Bullet Journal is just a technique, users can save lots of money buying cheaper plain notebooks. They are not forced to buy a fancy planner. However, for users who don't plan too much or who love writing journal entries, this is definitely not the ultimate journal technique. They will have time to personalize the Bullet Journal, but writing long entries will definitely defeat it's original concept. Fortunately, I did some research and there are many awesome creative journal writers who adapted the Bullet Journal to their own style. They kept the basic technique and added in their own flair by either adding stickers or colors. Some just added the technique as its own section into their own original journals. Either way, the technique is wonderful. I just need to find a way to adapt it to my own liking since I am already comfortable with my own planning techniques.

Destined to be bitter-er?

One of the points my mom loved about me when I was a child was that I dislike candy. Well, I wouldn't say I dislike all candies. There were a few exceptions but my decisions weren't easily swayed by candy. No adult can bribe me into anything with candy. Proud? I can't say I was proud. My mom was definitely proud. Then at some point, she called me a weird child for not loving candy because by then, she realized I was also picky on other foods. Candies I dislike include gummy worms, starbursts, jolly ranchers... there are so many. However, there is always one exception: chocolate. Not just any chocolate, I only love a few chocolate. Hershey's, kit kat, malteser's,... I think that's it. I may have forgotten a few. Anyways, once I started drinking coffee, I found out I love a bit of bitterness in things I drink and eat. I don't mind bitter melon. I can even withstand drinking horribly bitter herbal teas (then again, I had no choice when I do drink them).

So it seems I thought I figured out what I love to eat and drink. I understand that tastes preference can change with age. I used to hate onions. Now I love them. I hate eggplants. Now I think they're not bad. I still dislike peas, carrots, and celery though. However, I didn't expect one thing to change so much: my love for chocolate. I love eating Hershey's plain milk chocolate... or at least I did back then. I purchased a huge bag of Hershey's milk chocolate kisses for my tutoring sessions, hoping the kisses will be the prize for my students' improvement. It worked well. Sadly, I overestimated my need for the chocolate for my students. One can't keep giving out prizes. It must be earned but children don't improve as quickly as one expected. So now I'm stuck with a huge bag of kisses. But wait! I wasn't silly when I bought the chocolate. I had a plan! If I didn't get to give as much chocolate as I want, I can always eat them by myself. Delicious Hershey's kisses all to myself! Seeing how I didn't even get to eat one since I bought it, I decided to just eat one. One kiss shouldn't be too bad. There were plenty left for my students if I needed rewards. After one bite... bleh! It was too sweet for me. I clearly lost my appetite for milk chocolate after so many years. So after that day, I chose only to eat dark chocolate.  I was even able to eat the dark chocolate mini bottles with alcohol in them. My appetite has gone from moderately sweet to bitterness. Not that I'm complaining. It was just a shock that my taste changed faster than I remembered. Oh well, that's something small to think about.

Now, how am I suppose to get rid of the huge bag of Hershey's kisses???

WTF Moment #1: Getting a girl

There will always be moments where you can't help but go "what the f***?!" Life is spontaneous that way. Sometimes it likes to throw curve balls at you just to see how you can deal with the situation. Whether it is a serious moment or just a brief moment of awe, retelling the story is sometimes a good conversation starter. Now just to be fair, my stories may not make you go "wtf" like I did but maybe it will stimulate your memories of your "wtf" moments.

Children are adorable little things. They see the world through innocent eyes. Always expecting the good, never the bad. Sadly those moments are very short. Once they hit middle school, drama will start pouring in and it's easy to tell that they aren't as innocent as before.

I was hanging out with my cousins during a family barbecue. If you have previously hung out with children that are at least 8 years younger than you, then you would know that at some point, they will always ask for advice in literally anything. I always saw my cousins as children or at least I don't believe they are capable of thinking as adults until high school (of course, that is a matter of opinion and I can be awfully wrong). So the youngest of the two was already in middle school and in the middle of our conversation, he stated he liked a girl. Of course I was happy. Someone I care about is crushing on someone else (so adorable!). I didn't want to butt into his business too much so I asked very general questions about the crush. "Did you meet her in class?" "Are you friends?" "How long have you had these feelings? ;)" After asking a few questions, I decided to let the topic go. I don't want to embarrass the boy. I do know that he was expecting something. No person just states he or she likes someone without an objective. He then stated that the girl already has a boyfriend. Oh?! So now I'm just plain curious. He stated he has a crush on this girl and she happened to be already taken. Was he hinting on seeking advice to get over her? Nope. He asked, "how do I get her to like me instead?" Woooooow! You did not read that wrong. He was asking me for advice to get a girl to break up with her current boyfriend and date him instead.

I understand. He likes this girl. He wants her to be his instead. He wants her to love him. I get it... but to find a way to make her break up with her boyfriend? Isn't that thought messed up? What can I say? Of course I told him he should not be thinking about stealing her and instead care for her happiness. Whether she stays or break up with her boyfriend, it is her business. If he truly loves her, he should only care if she's ever happy even if she ends up staying with her boyfriend. Wouldn't it be arrogant to think that he (my cousin) would be the better choice even if she may end up unhappy? No. Love doesn't work that way. It's not always about the material gain or being the best in everything (but those are attention grabbers). It's always about compatibility between personalities and compromises. I was so tempted to just yell at my cousin "No!" but that wouldn't be the appropriate way to teach him. I pray I am never asked this question again.

2014 Resolution Update

4 months have passed since anyone has made his or her New Year's resolution. What better way to spend my free time than to look back and review my progress.

So one of my resolutions was keeping contact with my friends. Well, I wouldn't say I'm doing great on that but I did spend one or two meals with a friend. It was nice to see where we are all going in life. There were many events that forcibly change our goals. Financial issues or a change of interest. Life will always be a mystery and it is nice to know that I'm not the only one lost (but I'm probably the only one without an actual life plan yet).

Getting motivation and bringing my creativity up was harder than I thought. After sacrificing my hobby times for studying times in college, it's really hard to find my artistic self again. Maybe it was the 4-year studious schedule that got me into a somewhat boring habits. Or maybe I'm just not the same old me back from high school. Back when I don't really care too much about my grades and how my life will go (because I thought college was the answer to everything). Oh well. I just have to leave that and see how it goes.

Nail biting! That went well...for 3 months and now I got back to the habit again. In a way, I got to see how my nails look when they were long. So what did I do? I decided to wear fake nails. I can't deny it. This really helps as long as the plastic stays on. How long will it take to break the habit entirely? I'm not sure. I still don't know why I have this habit to begin with but hopefully it will go away.

Last, keeping this blog alive. Uhh... it's alive I guess, depending on how you see it. Honestly, I still haven't touch my dA page (lack of creativity and lack of a scanner). For instagram, I originally wanted to just post up other creations I made such has my cooking or some 3D art projects. Sadly I don't have time for that. I didn't even write any stories when I said I would. Even now, I don't think I would. The synopsis for my story was a demon king was granted vacation time on present-day Earth after working for who knows how long. He is now in this world with no cultural knowledge of this current generation. Each chapter was suppose to be presented like an episode of a TV show, with the king learning something new each time. Examples include learning about technology, living style, what humans are attracted from the opposite genders, etc. Basically it's like learning a whole new culture. There was a short written storyboard extending up to 10 chapters (I think). However, as much as I want to write it, I can never find an ending to the story. That's why I gave up on it. Maybe I will get back to it one day but for now, I find it cliche and boring.

Well, that's my progress on my New Year's revolution. Can't say I'm doing so well. Besides that, I did end up with 2 part time jobs. Hopefully I don't lose either of them, and get a better full-time in the future. Good luck to everyone who is still working on their resolution.

Childhood #6: Tutoring

Wow! Time flies fast when one is seriously busy. Sorry for the lack of entries. I was more focused on financial issues but hopefully it will work out now.

So tutoring is not exactly a pleasant topic for me. I don't know if it is a common feeling among Asians but many times when I hear that I need tutoring, I feel like a failure as if I wasn't good enough. I was pathetic and stupid. Now I'm not saying people who take tutoring are stupid. I was a bit stubborn and would like it if I was already good enough for many things. I was a teen who was tired of homework and tests. When I heard I needed to take prep courses, I just felt that I am not good enough for my parents' standards. The concept of my parents' wanting to insure I get into college never occurred to me. All I thought about was how I wasn't smart as I thought I was.

The prep courses I took was for the SAT. It wasn't exactly a pleasant place. The tutors were nice and considerate. They knew the students wanted to get through the session as quick as possible and then leave immediately. They tried to keep us entertained and took the time to explain the lesson thoroughly. Sadly, that was the only positive thing I found in my prep courses. Besides the tutors, the counselors were really strict. Every time I meet them, it felt as though they were demanding me to improve (which doesn't really help with that attitude). Also the tutoring site consist of two classrooms - one with no windows, the other had its windows covered with some sort of black coating. If I had claustrophobia, I wouldn't have survived. Fortunately I didn't but I still felt uncomfortable with the sealed windows and small spacing. So the curriculum consist of sample tests and reviewing wrong answers. Every sample test scores were recorded and tracked by the counselors. It was a horrible weekly session.

What I got out of it? Well, I improved my score by 400 points which is not too bad. Sadly I never hit 2000 points. Oh well...

So I thought of tutoring because I currently am working as a tutor. Thinking back about my personal tutoring experience,  I don't want to be a cold tutor towards my students. To be a bit strict is fine but to be cold is not too good with progress. I am hoping I can follow what my whole family said before: "A good teacher is a person the student fears on academics but he is also the first person the student will request any kind of help from." 

Friends #2: Laziness is not an excuse

So two years ago, I typed an entry about losing friends and getting new ones. It makes sense that we constantly change friends, whether it's due to living area or life events. No matter what we will face that problem. However, just a few weeks ago, I heard from my sis that her friend understands that idea as well (she doesn't read my blogs though) and that friend ended up not caring about her own friends anymore. She just assumes that she'll get new ones whom she will care for a while and then give up on them because she thinks they'll unfriend her. Now I understand that friends do come and go, and it's inevitable. However, should we just give up on friends that easily?

Friends are people we are fond of hanging out with. We share happy and sad moments. We encourage or discourage each others' acts (depending on the situation). At some times, we seek each other's advice. Friends are people whom we are happy to be with and the only price for friendship is time. If I had to make a scale to display price and the type of relationship it follows, I say material prices such as money, gifts, and deeds, are prices for business partners. As for regular friendship, it will be time because we don't expect too much from friends other than their support and companionship. Now if we do expect gifts and materials from friends, I think we need to get our priorities straight. We are getting off topic here so let's return to the initial question.

Friends come and go, so should we just give up on having friends? It depends on what you desire. If you desire gifts and deeds, then yes, you should give up since you obviously can find other people to do that for you for a temporary amount of time. In other words, you are a sugar baby regardless if that person funding you is your boy/girl friend or just a friend. However, if you desire actual long lasting friendships and support without caring for the gifts that follows, then you shouldn't be giving up so easily. First of all, we know any type of relationship - business, friends, or sexual - takes time to build. How can you keep calling people you hang around as your friends if you keep giving up on the idea of friends?

In my sis's friend's situation, she wants friends. She claims that she is lonely and she doesn't have that much friends. However, when a person asked her to hang out, she will only go out if she is "in the mood." Of course, that makes sense. All of us would only hang out if we have the mood for it. However, should we follow that rule all the time? What if your friend just lost a family member and need someone to talk to, should we put ourselves above your friend's needs? This is where our priorities come into play. It's okay to refuse a talk or hang out but do remember that this shows your friends that you placed your priorities somewhere else. And if your excuse is just your mood and nothing else, it can be really upsetting to your friend, knowing that you placed your comfort over your friend's needs. So exactly what is the problem here? This friend only talks or hang out when she is in the mood. She stated, "if online (instant messenger or Facebook) and I am away or busy, it means I am in no mood to talk." So my sis asked "why not just put it on offline?" That makes sense. We are not always in the mood for attention so what is the reason to notify people you are online but you are in no mood to talk? Why REFUSE the offline option? In the beginning, my sis and I were not exactly sure why she did that and we disregard it as a preference. However, once my sis had a serious personal issue (no, not about gossiping how someone mistreated her. We are talking about SERIOUS issue) and she need a friend to talk, that friend repeated her statement how she is in no mood to talk. And she wonders why she can't get long time friends...

Now tell me. Did I misunderstood something? Friends remain friends because we sacrifice (at least) a small amount of time for them. Does this girl really have an issue? or am I having priority issues? I would love to type more detail about my sis's conversation with her friend. However, not everyone wants a full detail of the story unless interested. So, FRIENDS, what do they mean to you?

Childhood #5: teaching younger relatives

I don't know if you know [assumed] this. I am the oldest grandchild on one side of my family. As expected, if one is the oldest "child," the adults expected one to be the role model for the younger ones. In some cases, they even expect the oldest child to teach the younger ones. However, let's be realistic. Unless the oldest grandchild is at least 10 years older than the younger one or miraculously gifted in teaching, how does one expects that child to know how to teach? The answer: we shouldn't expect that grandchild knows how to teach (at least not properly the first time). Like any skills, teaching requires experience, whether be it through trial and error, or actual teaching courses.

Well, many years ago, my sis and I moved to the US (as you know). Our family had to live with my relatives because our newly-bought home was still in the making. So when you have two grandchildren (my sis and I) living with two younger grandchildren (my younger cousins), we were expected to teach them or at least be role models (and pray they follow). In one family dinner event, the whole family decided to eat at a restaurant and at the entrance was a small fish tank. There was a clear sign on the glass stating "don't tap the glass." One of my cousins keeps tapping the glass. As the oldest, I instructed him to stop the tapping. However, I was only 13 years old (I think?) and my cousin was 3-4 years old. He obviously won't listen to me since I am not an adult no matter how serious my tone was. So my sister, being 11 years old (assuming I was 13), she told the most ridiculous white lie I have ever heard. She told my cousin, "if you keep tapping the glass, the glass will break and the fishes will come out and eat you." That really scared the little boy. He immediately stopped and through the dinner, he occasionally glanced back at the fish tank. I asked my sis if that was okay to lie to a child like that. Obviously it was a ridiculous lie since the fishes in the tank were 2-in gold fishes. As of today, I wonder if my cousin still remembers that lie.

This memory didn't really hit me until my sis told me about her friend's lie to his younger brother about child birth. Now, his story really scares me. My sis's friend wanted to teach his young brother about the birds and the bees, and prevent him from causing teen pregnancy. His story was that when a woman is pregnant, obviously her belly will be enlarged. When it is time for labor, the baby will burst out of the woman's belly. I actually skipped a lot of details. To summarize the details, let's just say the story sounded like it came from a horror alien movie. I heard this when I was around 18, and even I got scared. I'm pretty sure for a young boy, after hearing that story, he won't be getting any girls pregnant for a good while (or at least until temptation gets the best of him).

As you can see, sometimes people make up the weirdest lies to teach young children lessons. I am a full adult now and I still wonder if that is a good way to teach them. Sadly I don't know the answer but restating these memories is quite amusing. I can't help but giggle at the stories behind those lessons. So think about it. How would you teach a very young child about a certain lesson or prevent them from having certain behaviors?

2014 New Years Resolution

For those of you who read my previous entry, I'm sorry. Rereading the entry, I found it like a rant than an actual formal entry. Also my blog was meant to help remember happy times. We should not focus too much on angry times (as you can tell, it still enrages me). So I'm sorry if my entry brought up any of your unpleasant memories. That's not what I wanted. We should always keep looking forward and only occasionally remember the past for our sanity's sake. That said and now being a new year, it's time to make another New Years resolution. So here are my 2014 News Years resolution.

#1. Bring back my creativity and motivation.

~I realized that during my college years, motivation and creativity had diminished greatly. With many classes involving studying with facts, it was hard to fantasize anything without pushing physics and biology into them. All research done must have credible resources and support. This had a great impact on my creativity. I used to draw and sketch every month. Plus I had a DeviantArt page. I knew many friends who had an dA page but already gave up on them. I still am proud to keep mine but it was neglected for quite some time already. I want to take on that hobby again. Plus I hope this hobby will also bring my motivation and daily mood up.

#2. Maintain relationship with my current friends.

~Another school over. That means there is no real need to meet up with my friends besides the plain desire to hang out. I want to keep my friends and my mistake from high school had hurt me. Now I'm making sure to put some effort because friendship does have a price (even if it's just a little).

#3. Grow out my nails.

~I will admit it. When I was young, I bite my nails regularly. Even if the habit stop, I'm still used to very short nails. My family isn't very happy about my habit. My sis even decided to glue fake nails on my nails just so I could get used to them (and keep a habit of having them longer). Having long nails isn't really a bad thing. It is not killing me. However, right now, they are really inconvenient (even typing this entry took longer than it should). Oh well, it looks more tidy to have longer nails, just maybe not as long as these fake nails I'm wearing. I'll just have to figure out a manageable length. Besides, nail polishes are always cute.

#4. Keeping this blog.

~This is probably the most lenient resolution. I would really like to keep this blog going. However, it will depend greatly on my workload. I already want to revive my dA page. I also want to have a try in writing stories and having Instagram. Plus I don't know how my employment will go. That is a lot of stuff to keep in check. Still it's nice to find ways to keep myself busy. Hopefully I will find a way to manage all of them.

I am not a real fan of resolutions since one must need a lot of motivation to keep up with it. However, my sis gave me a tough line: "There is no such thing as having no time. You make the time." Now sadly, she was commenting on my exercising habits but that advice can actual go with anything. And it makes complete sense. Everything takes [at least some] effort. So don't sacrifice any of your resolutions. Always try your best and make time for it... unless you are working several jobs and making anymore time means sacrificing sleep. No one should ever sacrifice sleep.

Apartment mate #3: The final blow!

It has been a while since I typed up an entry about my apartment mate. The reason: she moved out of our apartment. However, the story that led to that event was interesting. I think interesting enough to at least get an entry. So I hope you enjoy the epic conclusion/summary to my apartment life horror.

The last entry was at October 2012. However the event in that entry occurred in the summer of that year. From September to December 2012, there was quite a few drama. In the beginning of summer, there were three girls in the building: me, Blondie (my sis), and Wavy. There were drama during the summer but there were similar to my previous entries, so we will skip them. By September, a new mate moves in because our building holds four people maximum and it was the beginning of a new academic year. I call this new mate Red. From my perspective, Red is a unique mate. She was majoring in international studies and actually took an interest in the Japanese culture. Now I don't want to name her nationality, but to give a good picture, her nationality and my nationality are very different. Although our cultures have similarities, due to a language barrier, our nationalities [usually] don't get along. So the fact that Red actually majors in international studies, specifically in an Asian culture, I have to give her some credit.

Now Red and Wavy actually are the same nationality, so it was normal that Wavy wanted to bond with her. Blondie and Red also had a good relationship so this new mate is quite a keeper. Now I'll be honest, I'm not close to Red. I probably was the least close to her but we never had any trouble with each other so we were on good terms. A few months into the new academic year, I became distant to my apartment mates because I have more school activities that require attending. However, both Blondie and Red told me there were some issues in the apartment. I don't know when I became the leader/go-to person for this situation. Maybe it was because I was the oldest one (college senior). So a small meeting was made between the three of us and apparently there were issues with Wavy. The main issue was the dirty kitchen. I don't really want to blame Wavy too much for that. Among all of us, I am the only one who actually previously lived in the apartment. Everyone else was new to the independent lifestyle. Because of that, I excused Wavy many times on hygiene. It takes time to learn to do chores as a habit, without force. Besides the cleanliness, (I don't know how we end up like this) there were awkward moments between Wavy and everyone else, especially me. I often disregard it because if the issue was only between Wavy and I, then I should just suck it up and keep the peace in this household. However, now that Red and Blondie confessed to me, I really thought there was an issue. So I tried setting several roommate meetings to address the issue but Wavy's schedule doesn't seem to work out with ours. I just let the situation go. Sadly that didn't help. Tension was building up and I don't know what exactly is the main problem. Is cleanliness really the big deal??

I gave up. I was inexperienced with this and so I emailed my apartment adviser (college student placed in charge of students in certain apartments). I explained the severity of the tension in the household. Thanks to the adviser, she was able to contact each one of us and set up a personal meeting before a general meeting. In Blondie and my personal meeting (we went together), I only mentioned cleanliness and Wavy's slight insecurities. From what I observed, Wavy's dialect often sounds soft and sympathetic. At the same time, she often looks sad, almost victimized (I don't know a better word for it). I just assumed she's sensitive. Wavy and Red each had their own private personal meetings. So the general meeting came. The adviser specifically said she was nothing more than a proctor looking over the meeting. She was not going to speak for any of us and we each need to speak up everything we feel important. So each of us spoke our perspective to the problem. I confessed about the cleanliness and Wavy's sensitivity. Because this event took place one year ago, I can't remember what Blondie and Red said. For Wavy, she said she felt like she was attacked from all three of us. She felt as though the three of us are leaving her out in many events. So we all discussed about this issue. I apologized to Wavy about leaving her but it can't be helped. For me, I had club events and night classes that left my returning to the apartment by 10 pm for majority of the weekdays. So not only was I neglecting Wavy, I'm also neglecting my other mates and I understand that is a problem. The meeting was going smoothly until Wavy stated something I never thought I heard. Wavy stated that she was actually clean and was purposely leaving the kitchen dirty as a retaliation. Yes, you read it correctly. She was PURPOSELY leaving the kitchen dirty. So what was she retaliating? She felt ignored by Blondie and I during the summer. She thought we hated her. When Red arrived, Wavy felt Blondie and I were purposely impressing Red to like us and not Wavy.

WHAT THE F***?!?!?!? Never in my life did I have someone angered me so much. Now I understand what you are thinking. That can't be right. You were exaggerating. You were probably hearing what you wanted to hear for an excuse to hate her. I wish that was true. However, I have three other witnesses in that meeting and trust me, when Wavy made that statement, everyone's eyes were on her... some wide opened. I had so much anger boiling in me, I could have split the table all five of us were sitting at into two... and that is just the first blow of anger. I would MINCE the table into splinters just to rid the rest of the anger. I was actually giving her excuses for her actions. I was supporting her when Red and Blondie confronted me. I was trying to make her look like a good person in front of the other two and now I realized that she was that LOW. Even now, just restating the memory is boiling my heart... But we can't do that... we are all gentle ladies in a very important meeting. We must be in our best behavior (while clenching our fists and hearts and displaying a fake smile). So being a "gentle" lady, I asked Wavy how I made her feel neglected. Wavy stated how when she first moved in, I rarely came out of my room. I barely do any activities with her. She wanted to have dinners together with everyone and always have time to chat...everyday... She wanted me to say hi to her everyday. And if I don't see her and her door is closed, I was to knock and say hi anyways. Because I don't "hang out" with her, she thinks I automatically hate her and that goes the same with Blondie. When Red arrives, Wavy thinks Blondie and I gossip to her so she wouldn't hang out with Wavy.

Man... this girl really has issues. Be aware that this insecurities started in the summer without Red. Well, I didn't say any of the following stuff but now I wish I did. First of all, she automatically thinks I hate her just because I don't hang out with her during the summer. We just moved in together. We barely know each other for a month (2 months if you count the whole summer) and she expects me to hang out with her regularly? Also she comes up to my room and Blondie's room (separate rooms on the third floor, one above hers). It was as though she never noticed both our rooms' doors are closed. Blondie and I rarely hang out together. Only time we hang out was dinner (not lunch!). And every time she opens my door for somethings, she would see me working. With all these incidents, she actually never considered me busy or an introvert? As for eating together, I usually have Blondie cook my dinner because I'm just that lazy (I admit it). However, I'm not picky since beggars can't be choosers. Plus I usually pay for those groceries. Wavy doesn't like eating Blondie's cooking style. As for us, Blondie and I are okay with Wavy's cooking but we don't prefer just that kind of meal everyday (another nationality barrier I guess). And since I didn't pay for Wavy's groceries, it is impolite to constantly eat her food supply. Once or twice is fine but regularly? No. When Red came along, she was very diverse. She was okay with both Blondie's and Wavy's style of cooking. So she actually can eat with either of us... yet Wavy considered it as a way for Blondie and I to take Red away from her?

So here's my concluding opinion: Wavy is a self-centered crying woman. There were other incidents I didn't talk about that support my opinion. Overall, I realized never once did she ever thought about me or my life style. She thinks everyone automatically are friends when living under roof. If a person isn't hanging out with her, probably that person hates her even if there's no reason behind it yet. She thinks that having a person hate her is a good reason to act rudely to that person, even if she didn't find support that the person hates her to begin with. She thinks leaving the kitchen is a good retaliation. The word "introvert" is nonexistent in her vocabulary. And if she cries, she's automatically the victim and should be correct in any manner (by the way, she cried during the whole general meeting).

In the end, the adviser and my mates couldn't find a way to kick her out of the apartment. Instead our pipes started making sounds, disrupting Wavy's sleep. In the winter, the pipes make weird sounds due to their expanding from the hot water running in them. After one winter break (and Wavy's complaint to the adviser about the pipes), the plumbers tried breaking down the walls and replacing the pipe in her room. They completed their jobs and left. However, the sounds were still there (and even louder in my room for odd reasons). So Wavy had enough of it. She complained to the adviser and so the adviser searched for her a new apartment. She moved out at her own will. Let me restate that: she moved out at HER OWN WILL. And thus, peace was brought back (I never knew it left) to the household after March.

And if you think Wavy isn't bad, let me tell you a side story that happen afterwards. Blondie and Red both saw Wavy on campus several times. Suppose those three had a good relationship compare to mine (because apparently Wavy has problems with extreme introverts) yet when Blondie and Red waved hi, (according to those two) Wavy gave a dirty look and ignored them... Yeah... this woman. I don't give props to this woman but I do give props to her boyfriend. He must be really awesome to have to deal with this issue.

So cheers to a new life! Glad that's off my chest!