I think I saw the novel version of it printed in Chinese when I went to China in ’05. I find it difficult to read tragedies, but I wonder why I hadn’t already read it. My goodness. It was so good. I cried through the latter half. Even if plots driven by diseases and tragic romance are still used too frequently, I’m completely enthralled by them. They’re definitely quite a change from the mahou shoujo/romance comedy plots with which I amuse myself on a daily basis. 
I mean, one could argue they’re more “real,” but then again, are they really? Idealized, short-lived romances?
It seems like it would be impossible to move on, but it’s not.
*sigh*
It’s a stark contrast from Little Butterfly and other series I’ve been reading for “eyecandy.”
In other news, today wasn’t the best. I got to work early for a training session. I misread a problem even though our instructor specifically told us to watch out and read that problem carefully. I feel like a dunce. 
My mom’s friend treated me out to sushi for lunch, and in exchange, umm… yeah, it felt like I was giving a strange college counseling session. XP Applying to college isn’t something parents should get all worked up for. Let your kids apply where they want to and don’t be helicopter parents!
Then I was… um… well, so the system messed up. I entered the right number. Somehow, I feel like I’m being blamed for something that was out of my control. I went out of my way to find help, but I was given poor advice by a “specialist.” -_- I’m not too familiar with the system, but please don’t repeat a question while sounding anguished over my stupidity or something. What on earth was the purpose for asking if I was disabled over the telephone? And the lady kept on asking me if I worked from home… Was I that suspicious or something? I’m still new to this! Give me a break! Jeez. Sure, I’m not worth your time.
Then I was supposed to leave with my mom, but I got a call from my supervisor, so I stayed and talked to her. I’m upset. I asked my mom to wait for me, but she wasn’t willing to. She had to pick my brother up from his friend’s house. Then she went to McDonalds, and she said, rather than waiting for me to make my trek outside (since she couldn’t enter the facility what with my brother being in the car), she’d go home and then get me.
Seriously. I hated going to that “thing” called “daycare.” I hated it when people stole my money or threw my book in an unused trailer. This happened during “daycare” at a Catholic school. Hahahaha. WTF right?
I had to go because my mom had to work. Even during finals week, when I got off at noon (in high school), my parents were reluctantly picking me up.
But now? My brother gets off from school. He can endure the shitty 45 minute bus ride like me. Instead, my mom picks him up early or he goes to play at a friend’s house. That is so unfair.
Since my mom had decided to take my brother home, and then reluctantly come back (you can tell from her voice), I decided that I’d just blow off steam taking the bus home.
Oh great. That only took an hour and 15 minutes. >_>; It brought back a lot of memories too; I took the same bus I used to take to get home form high school. Bitter memories.
I’m feeling really pissed off. Why is this week going so badly? I know it partially has to do with my attitude towards this week. All this negativity is doing me no good, but there’s still something really off.
In conclusion? This week sucks. Yay!
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