looo-ow.

Last week I had the pleasure of attending Perry's dad's 50th birthday party.

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If you haven't noticed by now,

[you're dumb]

Perry is Samoan.

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*Do not confuse a Samoan Man/Woman living in Utah for a Tongan,

or you will be dead.

There is a conflict between Tongans and Samoans in Utah - for some reason.*

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Meaning from the island of Western Samoa,

part of the Polynesian islands.

but

he is not full Samoan,

his mom is white.

Meaning you're only 50% Samoan,

does not mean you only partake of 50% of the traditions.

They do it all.

So, for Perry's gift to Jr. (his dad. Real name: Ulimasao),

Perry bought him a pig.

not a live pig,

a pig you can eat.

a pig which is seen as the most delicious thing in their culture,

next to some pretty unique foods,

that I won't even dare to try.

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On Saturday Perry and I went to pick up the pig for Jr's Big bash,

because they are closed on Sundays.

We went to this cute little market...

Called the Hawaiian Hut.

It was a little slice of Hawaii,

and don't worry those white freezers are all behind me,

and are filled with:

octopus,

fish,

lamb,

pig,

pig feet,

fish head,

and many more parts of animals.

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We waited a while,

because the pig was cooking at another location.

A couple years back,

my whole family had a luau for my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary,

we had a pig just like this, cooked in my backyard.

They take this live pig,

kill it obviously,

then stick it on a stick and rotate it above a fire.

So finally, the pig arrived,

We were waiting for only about a 25 pound pig,

but then they man told us that they accidentally killed

the wrong pig,

a 60 pound pig,

but would only charge us for a 25 pound pig.

It was great for Jr and his bash,

but so sad for this pig.

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We take it back to Perry's,

this is what I see...

Yes, they cook the pig with everything still attached,

eyes, ears, teeth, feet, etc.

and Yes, the Samoan culture eats all of that.

It's delicious, they say.

It also is a custom for the person being honored,

in this case Jr.,

to cut the pig and keep the head so they may eat it.

So I sat there like a little girl watching Jr cut the pig.

It was... interesting.

It smelled delicious,

but just like for my grandparents party,

I could not eat it,

because I am sitting there looking at it whole,

a whole animal,

that once was alive this morning,

and had no idea what was coming.

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I did try it, though

I don't think Perry would have let me leave without trying it,

and it did taste pretty delicious until my mind got to me again,

"This is an animal,

you're a killer,

look at that face,

and you're eating it."

Eating like this could easily make me a vegetarian.

And I'm not a big fan of meat anyway.

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There is just something different,

about getting chicken from a package,

or getting a cow in a patty between two buns,

It makes me forget that it once was alive,

and now I am chowing down on it's butt.

kah-rice Rispies.

yes, Perry bought this.

[his hand is there to show how extremely large it is.]

no, he did not eat it all.

&&

yes, I love him.

to death.

ma-ma I looove you,

ma-ma I swear.

-Backstreet Boys.

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Happy Mother's Day

to the best mom in the world!

Everyone says they have the best mom,

but it isn't true.

I do.

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I would love to post 100000 pictures of my mom,

but unfortunately, our scanner is sick,

and I cannot get them in here.

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Ten reasons why my mom is the best mom;

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1. She does my laundry - puts it away and everything.

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2. She is the best cook.

And always cooks delicious healthy dinners for me and my family.

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3. She wakes me up in the morning, and makes sure I stay awake.

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4. She pays for me to get my hair done.

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5. When we go to the store, and I say I need something [like a treat] she buys it for me.

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6. She is such a clean freak that my house is ALWAYS spotless.

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7. She is the best laundry folder in the world.

[she has the best creases, and knows how to fold those fitted bed sheets perfectly]

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8. She makes my bed.

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9. She tells me the truth about things, like when my hair is too big.

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10. She gave me the gift of life.

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I love her so much and I am so grateful for her!

I will always be re-paying her for EVERYTHING she has done for me.

She is the best, and I have no idea where I would be without her.

She literally does everything for me, and is the reason I could not move away to college -

I would miss her too much, and I have no idea how to do anything on my own.

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Mom,

I hope you had a wonderful day,

and I know I am not the best daughter sometimes,

but I would like you to know that I really do love you so much,

and I always will love you!

You really are the best!

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I love you!

Happy Mother's Day!

tra tra tragus.

I'm needing a change.
maybe
dye my hair,
get a tatt,
or pierce my tragus.
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Your tragus is a piece of cartilage
located in your ear but closest to your face.
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However,
I've heard it hurts like hell.
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My mom says no,
but I say yes.
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After seeing this video,
I'm really scared.
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You can't use guns,
because they cause infections.
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Tell me whatcha think.

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goal

=

failed.

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oh, well.

It's too hard.

hunting for the best.

[or worst.]

It's time.

Time to find a job.

a second job.

I'm not asking for much.

Not even 20 hours per week,

if I don't have to.

I want more money.

I need more money.

Now don't get me wrong,

I love teaching dance,

but it is out of love,

not money.

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I am a younger generation,

so I expect everything to be on the internet.

None of this - print out an application,

and walk it in crap.

I want to fill out an application online.

I don't want to call to see if you're hiring.

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except, I did just call one place,

here's the convo.

Me: "Hi, are you hiring?"

[trying to be as perky as possible]

Girl: "Uumm.. I don't think so right now, we usually do that in the spring."

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Um..

correct me if I'm wrong,

but aren't we in SPRING now?

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I hate interviewing,

and I hate telling people my best qualities.

I don't want to make anyone jealous.

[ha ha, kidding seriously.]

and most of all,

I hate being the new girl.

Not to mention,

the endless hours I spend looking for a stupid job,

filling out my name, number, address,

registering as a new user,

filling out my old job's responsibilities,

just to get an email that says,

"Unfortunately, we have considered another candidate."

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stressful.

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Best of luck to those of you out there,

who are also job hunting.

Happy Earth Day!

finally finals.

It's finally here.
Spring semester is over.
[next week]
I only have one out-of-class final exam,
pumped about it.
So next week is it.
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January seems so long ago,
the first exams seem so long ago,
horrible snowy days seem so long ago.
But yet,
it all ends here.
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well,
for this semester.
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kind of blurry,

it says,

Teacher: "Class, this year instead of a final exam,

I'm just going to have my TAs drive railroad spikes

through your hearts."

Class: "Yayyy!!!"