It's been awhile since the last time I blogged here, so here are the highlights of the past couple weeks:

1) My sister got her eyelids done. Now, for those of you who are...well, white, you're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about. For whatever reason, Asian people decided awhile back that they'd like to look like you white folks. So the most obvious thing to start with was our squinty little eyes. That's right, they made up a "surgery" where they make Asian eyes look bigger. Here's what they do. They cut the eyelid, tracing around the top of the eyeball, pull fat out of the eyelid (apparently, the reason why Asians don't have the little creases is because our eyes are fat), stitch up and voila! Bigger eyes.
Anyways, my sister got this done last week, and it was kinda funny at first because she was all swollen in the eyes and shit, but now, it's been a week and the swelling hasn't gone down yet, and it makes her look not Korean. It's kinda making her look Vietnamese. I told her that we'd have to change her name of Thuy Ngyuen. I really, super duper hope that it turns out good for her sake.
2) I was a counselor at the ASTA Music Camp for a couple days. It was fun, right up until the second to last day. Here's the background story: The camp has three sessions, and I was there for the second one. During the first session, this poor little 4th grader got this really nasty stomach virus that made him throw up all over the place. Unfortunately, the boy's roommate also got it, and then on the day that I arrived at the camp, the counselor across the hall from the boys got it. And then the second day I was there, the counselor that was in the cello auditions with the counselor who got sick also got it, and then finally, I got it. It was absolutely unavoidable. I was destined to get sick, and it was the sickest I have ever been in my entire life. The virus kept me up all night with violent vomitting and...well, other things. And when I didn't have anymore to throw up, it showed no mercy. I just kept throwing up the water that I was drinking, and then finally when I stopped drinking the water, I was just reching over the toilet. Needless to say, the toilet and I became REAL tight after that night. Ehhh...just thinking about it makes me want to throw up. Yuck.

There ya go. The story of my life. Oh, now I'm in NC visiting Dena. Yay for a summer with pay and no work!