April 17, 2006

  • [mood | bored|
    [music | Lenny Kravitz- Again ]

    Top 10 Reasons why Farmers Insurance Company Sucks

    10. Because they lag on everything and anything they possibly can

    9. Because they have dumb blonde bitches named Caley who work there, that can’t even write down your phone number correctly, let alone handle your injury claim.

    8. Because nobody ever answers their phone, ever, under any circumstances.

    7. Because they give you a new adjuster every 30 seconds.

    6. Because they lag it so much that your car sits in the shop for a month and a half and your rental car time runs out before they have inspected it and the shop can even begin repairs, or they lag your injury claim so much that they don’t meet you until almost 2 months after, then badger you saying “you should feel better by now”

    5. Because nobody cares if you threaten to talk to their supervisor- they think pissing you off and making your life miserable is their job.

    4. Because they cancel your car rental authorization after telling you they will extend it and you end up owing over $400 to Hertz

    3. Because they refuse to call your doctor, yet tell you that you shoudn’t be “this injured over a fender-bender”.

    2. Because they always call your boyfriend back instead of you

    and finally

    1. Because their number one priority in customer service is to piss you off and make your life a living hell.

March 1, 2006

  • [mood |Grrrrr]
    [music|Pussy Cat Dolls- Beep]  

     

    This is my response to Gunit’s post about interracial dating. I know I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t hold my anger in anymore. He’s totally pissing me off! To Malaka!

    Waaaaaa kao…..Wow…where do I begin?

    Peter, Peter, Peter. All I can say is your arguments are faulty, at best.

    1. Fate isn’t based on race. If you’re paired by fate, you have no choice. If you limit yourself to only one race, then you’re not allowing yuan fen to happen.

    2. Not all white families will view you as ‘slanty-eyed and yellow-skinned’. Some will, some won’t. Some will care, some won’t. However, for every white family who notices their child is dating an Asian, there is an Asian family wondering who brought home the Gui Lo!

    3. I can name at least 10 white people who eat real Chinese food. Btw, I am not sure what you’re bitching about, you eat more American food than I do.

    In addition, what if you marry an Asian girl from an ethnic background? You could get a Korean paired with Cambodian, a Chinese paired with a Japanese, etc. Not all “Asian” food is similar. There’s still going to be issues with likes/dislikes. Same with “White” people. A French and a Russian eat totally different things, as do a German and a Greek.

    4. If a couple is in love, and interracial, there are usually comprimises. Hell, there are comprimises in any relationship. Besides, you live in Columbus, OH. Tell me where there are any real Chinese restaraunts you could actually hold a wedding at?

    If you marry a Japanese girl Peter, guess what if the wedding is about her, then I guess you’re eating Sushi.

    Did you ever stop and think that not all white people are the same? If you would have married me, we’d have had Chinese food. If you married my cousin, you’d have had a mix of Greek and Chinese. Stop being so stereotypical.

    5. This one really pisses me off. I can tell you wrote it completely based on bitterness, and no facts.

    There is no WHITE culture. Since this quote is about me, obviously ( A Greek/Russian girl who speaks fluent Chinese, come on now) I will answer directly.

    I was raised in the US just as long as you. I’d say that you and I have equal Chinese ability in terms of listening and speaking, with the exception of slang, which I know way more. Actually, fuck that, my Chinese is better than yours by far.  I have far surpassed you in reading and writing. Culturally, I know as much as you do, as I interact with Chinese more often than you do (you have mostly white friends, way more than I do, btw).

    I was raised in a ‘white family’; however, you failed to mention that I was raised Greek/Russian/Jewish. My mentality is Greek more than anything, not white. I can understand Greek and Russian and fit in well with them. I do not however, fit in well with “Americans”. I see a HUGE difference between Greeks and Americans.

    You were raised here, too. In fact, my friends from Taiwan considered you a xiang jiao. You know less Chinese than me, can’t read a Chinese menu, have more ‘white’ friends than I do, etc. Yet you want to refer to me as someone who ‘at the end of the day is still fucking WHITE’. Take a look in the mirror, biatch.

    6. We are 2 very different people. Race has nothing to do with it. I can gaurentee you that I could make it work just fine with another Chinese guy, or any guy I choose for that matter, if we’re compatible. Don’t be so quick to throw the race card.

    7.  Your ending points are faulty. Where’s your evidence? What are your conclusions based on?

    Bottom line: You stereotype way too much. This isn’t about Asian/White. There are many ethnicities in Asian race , as well as many ethnicities in the Caucasian race. A Chinese marrying a Japanese will have differences, so will a Greek marrying a Russian. Every ethnicity has it’s own culture, langauge, foods, customs, traditions, etc. It’s not so simple as an Asian and white thing.

    Posted 3/1/2006 at 7:47 PM by grechanka

February 14, 2006

  • [mood | Much Love]
    [music| Shakira- La Tortura]


    Happy Valentine’s Day!

    Qing Ren Jie Kuai Le!

    Wishing you all a wonderful day full of love!

    Ta pio megala oneira ta kaneis otan oli se ksexnane……..<3

    Happy Valentines Day!

    Me agapi,

    Nikolena


December 25, 2005

October 21, 2005

  • [mood | Furious]
    [music| Pussy Cat Dolls- Don't Cha]

    Work Etiquite

    Two words: Communial. Refridgerator.  (they fucking suck!)

    Those of you in the working world probably have had the experience of sharing a lunchroom/lounge with coworkers. As I learned today, this can be a royal pain in the ass.

    I’ve worked in 2 different schools before coming to California. I have stored my lunch (on the days I brought it) in the staff longue. Never once was a problem. Not until today.

    Money has been tight since my move to Cali. It hasn’t been easy with taking a paycut, paying 2 apartments, adjusting to a higer cost of living, etc. So what do I do when reevaluating my budget? I do what most young people do and decide I’m spending too much on eating, and as a result, vow to pack my lunches from now on. No more $35 week in catering and eating out, just for lunch.

    So I stock up at Pavillions for the week and last night I assemble a pretty good lunch: Tomato and Basil Bisque, those little round oyster crackers, wheat thins, devil’s food cookies,  a grapefruit bowl, and a red rasperry spritzer and not to mention, a spoon for my soup. Sounds pretty decent, right? Well, I skipped breakfast today and was starving by the time lunch came around and was dying to eat my lunch.

    I arrive in the longue at the beginning of lunch. I’m practically salvating becuase I am so hungry and I can’t wait to get in line for the microwave first and eat my soup. However, I open the fridge to find that not only has my lunch bag been opened, but everything has been eaten out of it.

    Oh yeah, some malaka enjoyed my soup (they left me about 2 spoonfulls and put it back), with crackers, my wheat thins, my cookies, my grapefruit and washed it all down with my spritzer. It was gone. I just stood there for a moment staring at the open bag that contained just a tiny bit of soup. The fucker even took my Chinese spoon (you know the soup spoons). I hope that bitch chokes on it. lol.

    It was the last straw. I just burst into tears out of shock, anger and frustration. Seriously, what kind of person steals someone’s lunch? You know when you open the bag that it’s not your food. Why fucking eat it? You know damn well what you did and didn’t bring to lunch.

    There have been several times where I have not been able to eat lunch because I forgot it or was out of money, but not once have I ever thought about stealing and eating someone else’s lunch. It’s just ludacris. Who fucking does that?

    Malakies!

    So, I guess what I am wanting to hear are your crazy coworker etiquite stories, you know, to make myself feel better What’s the most henious thing a coworker has done to you? Or that you’ve done to a coworker?

     

     

July 1, 2005

June 11, 2005

  • [mood |stressed]
    [music| Jay Chou- Ke ai nu ren]

    Stress= The MSAT. A 6 hour long test covering multiple subject areas for teachers. Did I mention it starts at 7:30am?!

    Unbelievably Screwed = Realizing at 11:00pm Friday night that you:  1. Have to take that test tomorrow and 2. You don’t know where your admissions ticket is and 3. You are nowhere near prepared because you haven’t even thought of studying at this point….

    Did I mention that math is a huge section?!?

    pw  pw …wish me luck…

    [edit- I found my admissions ticket...thank god!]

    PS. I am back from LA again lol been back since the 6th…it was also a very good weekend..details later..too tired now

     

June 1, 2005

  • [mood | happy
    [music| Lena Papadopoulou- I love you (S'agapo)]

    I had the best weekend ever!!!! 

    I really need to move to LA, I miss it already….

    I will update more later…so tired and still need to unpack and do laundry so I can be ready to return to LA in a few days!

    Oh yeah…and school tomorrow…hehe

May 21, 2005

  • [mood |Excited
    [music| Helena Paparizou-My number one]

    Greece won the Eurovision!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Helena Paparizou is our number one!!!! Ole Hellas Ole Ole….

    Wow Greece…I’m so proud of us..first the Euro Cup, Olympics, and now the Eurovision…what next?  

     

May 18, 2005

  • [mood | sick]
    [music | Gwen Stefani- Holla Back Girl]

    Kidney infections suck! Damn them to hell!

    As a result I spent 7 hours at Kaiser Hospital yesterday running tests, tests, and more tests. Being hooked up to an IV while they pump you full of drugs in a freezing room is no fun! None at all!

    I did however, wake up to a really sweet flower delivery this morning…pw pwwww