Saturday, Jan. 19, 2002 -- 11:24 p.m.

Yesterday, I didn't have class so I ate/puked/slept until I went to Craig's at 8pm. We were supposed to rent a movie together but by the time I got to his place he didn't want to so we just watched tv instead.

I watched a documentary on the tv miniseries "roots". It's around 25 years old and apparently it caused quite the stir when it was first shown. I almost started crying while watching this documentary. The miniseries is about the history of slaves in America. I find beyond disgusting that people are capable of that kind of brutality. I was actually mad at white people (NOT MY BF!) while watching this show because it just how different are people now from then?

How can people have treated other human beings so badly? How can people have let others treat other human beings so badly? By taking no action, they are still to blame. I just don't get it. How could they not see that it was WRONG WRONG WRONG to treat people like that? To take them So far away from their home land and use them as property, not as people but as things.

The main reason that African American/Canadian people are here in north america today is because they were stolen from their home just a few decades ago. They did not chose to come here, they were forced to come. I HATE racist people. I blame their parents. I remember when I was little, some children would make fun of me. They would call me chink (FUK, I'm KOREAN For fukssake), and tell me to go back to my country and I BLAME THEIR FUCKING STUPID PARENTS THAT RAISED THEM WRONG WRONG WRONG. I HATE those people and I wish them dead. I really don't care if they did die.

But at the same time, I often find myself stereotyping certain races and kind of trying NOT to be prejudiced towards certain groups. Blah. Hypocritical? i know.

Anyway, we watched some tv, we folded Craig's laundry (it took about an hour!) and then we had sex. I CAME!!!! WOOHOO. and it was GReAT! I was screaming and I came a full minute before Craig did. I like it best when we come at about the same time.

I had to pick up my sister and her co-worker/bestfriend from work and drive them to co-worker/bestfriend's house so that my sister could sleep over.

Today I ate/puked until I had to work for my parents at 4pm. This is a special week, usually I have to work for my parents from 9:30am until around 1 but today my parents wanted to go to a dinner party so I got to work from 4.

I'm not sure which one is better... 9:30am probably because i get to work with my mom and she usually lets me walk around the mall, eat and leave early. Today I had to work with Tricia and I wasn't allowed to leave. She's in the same year at UWO as I am but I don't know her well. I barely talked to her at all at work today because I didn't want to think of things to say.

There's a sidewalk sale going on at the mall this week, so I bought pants at buffalo for $48. They were half the regular price. When I tried them on, I picked out a size that I consider bigger than what I am because, I figure that it's better to try on a size too big and get a size smaller than it is to get a size to small and have to get a size larger. So I grabbed a size bigger than I thought I was and imagine my disappointment when I saw that they fit perfectly. blah, whatever.

They're comfortable but tight, stretch, camel-coloured pants. I hope I don't regret buying them. I have so many clothes and I so rarely wear most of them. what a waste.

I looked at my credit card bill online today and it very much depressed me. It's about $400 and please consider that I don't have a job.

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