Showing posts with label chinappines. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chinappines. Show all posts
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Gay Guy in Seminary: Day 063 (Strange Days)
This will be the last post about movies for a while; I promise! I don't know why I've been watching so many movies lately! These strange sloth-like feelings have taken hold of me since Wednesday, and I haven't been able to shake them off. I've even been napping! Anyone that knows me knows that isn't normal! And, before anyone gets all freaked out, i don't think I'm sick. At least, I don't feel sick anyway.
So, the two movies I watched today were Thank You For Smoking and Edward Scissorhands, neither of which I had seen before, and both of which I highly recommend! I know some of you are thinking, "He's never seen Edward Scissorhands before??!?!?!" But, you have to remember that I was born and raised in the Chinappines, so my cultural upbringing is lacking in some areas.
I did manage to write another paper today, this one for Lectio Divina, however that was pretty much the extent of my productivity. Unless you want to count me rearranging my bedroom. It was getting on my nerves.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Gay Guy in Seminary: Day 3 (Disneyland)

It's 12:43 am, technically Wednesday now. I don't usually go to sleep this early, so I decided to write the third entry for this blog because I'm going to Disneyland today and I might not get a chance otherwise.
It's been quiet in the Chinappines for the past five days, kinda felt like an only child for a while. My sister's been in New York for a friend's wedding, my youngest brother's been too busy to visit, he goes to school in Irvine, and my other brother is vacationing in the Philippines with his family. I get worried when I think about my parents having only my sister around, which will be the case once I'm gone. I think my youngest brother may be coming back soon, but I'm not sure exactly when that is. I'll just have to call a lot and make sure everyone's OK. I'm usually the referee during intense family situations...
So, I promised some Chinapino shenanigans:
There's a classic Mercedes in the backyard that my mother is using for a planter. I kid you not. I'm so used to weird things like this, I didn't even really notice it until one of the guests at my going away party pointed it out to me. There are succulents covering the trunk and bean plants growing up the sides and the hood. Now, I show it to everyone, LOL.
We live on an acre and my dad thinks he's a farmer. If you can name a type of fruit tree, chances are it grows in our backyard. We have apples, oranges, bananas, walnuts, pecans, tangerines, grapefruit, kumquat, plum, peach, nectarine, loquat, jujubee, cherimoya, dragonfruit, mango, papaya, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah... We have nine lemon trees. Most of the fruit just falls to the ground and rots. Four people can only eat so much fruit.
Three chickens escaped from their enclosure today and I had to catch them and put them back.
Enough about the Chinappines...
Still packing. I have collected an un-Godly amount of religion-themed books over the past few years and I've decided to bring them all with me. I've found them quite helpful as references in the past, and as I imagine I'll have a lot of papers to write, they may come in handy. Plus, I had always planned to read them at some point, so the next four years may actually give me the opportunity. I'm also bringing most of my DVDs and more kitchen equipment than the little kitchenette I'm going to be using can probably handle. I have tons of clothes, a red stapler, two shot glasses and three Magic decks...just in case.
I just hope my poor little Prius, his name is Hammie, can carry all of this crap. O_o
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Gay Guy in Seminary: Day 2 (Problems w/AT&T)
I canceled my data plan for my Blackberry yesterday because I don't really use it that much, and my parents have decided to help me out financially by paying for my phone. But, seeing as how this is the era of the Internet, I did need to add broadband to my computer. This was supposed to be added to the family plan, but since I was not an "authorized user" on the family plan, I had to create a brand new account and have my dad add it on later.
Simple, right?
Wrong.
When we called to do this, they tried to tack on a "service charge," which of course we were not warned about at the store. Had I known about the "service charge" I would have waited until my dad was available, and he could have added the broadband himself. Not to mention the fact that adding an existing line to a plan takes, oh about HALF AN HOUR!!!!!
This is why there should be size limitations on corporations.
Luckily, because of this ordeal, I got to spend some one-on-one time with my dad, which is something we don't get to do...like ever. We got to talk about some things that we've never talked about before, like how his family moved here from the Philippines and why and a little bit about our family's financial situation. Apparently I have a rich great-aunt in the Philippines that raises chickens and cattle. Oh, just so there's no confusion, my dad is Chinese. My mom is Filipino. That means that my siblings and I are "Chinapino."
next up: Stories from the Chinappines!!! <-----insert exciting music here
Simple, right?
Wrong.
When we called to do this, they tried to tack on a "service charge," which of course we were not warned about at the store. Had I known about the "service charge" I would have waited until my dad was available, and he could have added the broadband himself. Not to mention the fact that adding an existing line to a plan takes, oh about HALF AN HOUR!!!!!
This is why there should be size limitations on corporations.
Luckily, because of this ordeal, I got to spend some one-on-one time with my dad, which is something we don't get to do...like ever. We got to talk about some things that we've never talked about before, like how his family moved here from the Philippines and why and a little bit about our family's financial situation. Apparently I have a rich great-aunt in the Philippines that raises chickens and cattle. Oh, just so there's no confusion, my dad is Chinese. My mom is Filipino. That means that my siblings and I are "Chinapino."
next up: Stories from the Chinappines!!! <-----insert exciting music here
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