So for those of you who happened to read my last post, you might notice that it’s not there anymore.
I deleted it. Because daddy told me to do so. Well at first, at least.
That’s one of the perils you face when your parents occasionally reads your blog. They will call you up immediately to lecture you on long fingernails, unkempt hair, stained clothes and the occasional “f” bombs that you may have used on your blog.
This time, I knew my dad was right. I wrote that post (FYI: titled “7 Reasons Why I Hate AT&T”… just to give you a glimpse on what the content was about) out of exploding anger and frustration with their service.
Did I do anything wrong? I don’t think so, because every reason I listed was a fact. But was it right? No, I’m starting to realize it wasn’t.
My dad said it was immature and inappropriate to trash a company in such a public forum as a blog. Honestly at first, I got highly annoyed at his disapproval. It was a long day, I still didn’t have Internet service because AT&T botched up for the fifth time, and I was just really, really, really, really reallyreallyreally pissed. So why shouldn’t I vent? My blog is my blog and I can say whatever I want and I shouldn’t need to lie and fake a smile. After all, didn’t I promise myself never to bullshit on my blog? That’s what my immediate reaction was, anyway.
But because my dad was adamant, I promised to delete that post and so I did. And after I did delete it, I started watching an old season of Top Chef that I had downloaded a year ago while eating a late dinner. Steam dissipated. The burning irritation inside me cooled down a bit.
Remember my H.A.L.T post? I guess this was another occurrence of it. And the only person I was hurting was myself. AT&T could care less that one of its million customers wrote a puny blog post about their suckage. But as my dad told me, I was hurting my own image.
I’m not going to lie. I’m not some sweet little angel. I am rash and outspoken and impatient and hot-tempered. I say and act too quickly according to my emotions, and that makes me do and say a lot of ugly things. My dad got alarmed because he sees the same temper he has in me, and he worries that the same rage that had burned him before will hurt me, too.
It’s not just about bad customer service or a crappy company. It’s about me abusing my right to public speech and just basically ranting and raging that things didn’t work out the way I want them to.
So I didn’t have internet service for more than a week, and still don’t have one now. Others have worse problems than that. Of course I can get annoyed and upset about it, but I didn’t need to set up my own soap box and write a screed. Especially as a Christian, shouldn’t I act more…Christ-like?
Anyway, I’m just musing right now. I didn’t even finish my episode of Top Chef (God, that show always turns my mood up) because this self-contemplation just congealed in my head and I feel the need to write it out. Maybe someone might learn from my mistake, but at least I know I won’t forget it now that it’s in concrete words on my own blog.
Anyway, because I don’t have internet yet, and I don’t know when it will be set up, the enjoyment of blogging has just kind of been sucked out.
I still have pictures and stories to tell about my family’s visit. I have updates to tell you on my internship. And I do really want to show you my new apartment (it is awesome!).
But because this post is just…kind of random, I’m going to just go full-out random and share with you a few of my favorite things…which obviously excludes—a-hem— you-know-what.
A Few Of My Favorite Things:
The computer I have to use at the L.A. Times is a Dell PC. Boy. That just toughened up my sweet, sweet love for all things Apple. Especially since I got my iPhone:
I don’t know how I survived without my iPhone before. I might as well have been living in the Stone Age.
But you know the sweetest thing about iPhones? Call me a nerd, but it leads me to my second favorite thing:
- Mobile News
Dude, I just paid for the NY Times subscription. To their weekday print, which means I get free access to their online services as well. I am so cool. Never will I have to worry again about having nothing to do while I’m pooping or waiting in line at the grocery store.
- The Grove in Los Angeles
I know it’s touristy and some people hate it. But I love it. I don’t shop in it, but I just love walking around the quaint roads with the street car chugging around.
Especially love the fountain area:
Every visitor to Los Angeles should make at least a brief trip to the Grove. Speaking of the Grove, guess which favorite store of mine they have…
I cannot afford a single thing in this store. But God, I love it. How cute are their stuff? For example, check out these tiny wooden forks and spoons:
And I love, love, love this butter dish:
Also love their adorable aprons:
Oh~ And their quirky tea pot…
Gah I can go on and on for hours! Again, speaking of tea…
- Iced Tea
Anyway, I especially love Coffee Bean’s iced earl grey tea, or Nordstrom Cafe’s iced ginger peach tea. The best treat in the summer.
But for a treat all-year round from all over the world, better visit my other favorite shop…
- World Market
They’ve got so many nostalgic and random international stuff!
I love browsing through their store and finding funny or cool or simply awesome objects. Or at times, it might be all the above, like this hilarious can:
Tee hee hee! I guess I really showcased my maturity here, huh?
Okay, I need to finish my Top Chef episode (although I watched it three times already, just love love love that show).
I’ll be back when I finally get my internet. This time, no fumes and wails. I promised my dad.
Question of the Day: What is your favorite things? If you have a blog, do your parents read it?
P.S. Written last night and posted today afternoon via Starbucks complimentary internet. I am forever indebted to Starbucks for preserving my sanity.