Markings

Haiii! ^_^;

Today I got marked all up. By the one and only. Angela. >_< It’s like, my whole right arm is a huge tattoo. Like REALLY. Everybody was like, what the heck!? WHAT IS ALL THIS!? And I was like, I got marked! : D Hoy, there’s like white out and highlighter all over. Is this even healthy for my skin? I had to scrub off for like 10 minutes to get HALF the white out on my skin off. God, that thing is like permanent ink… Permanenter ink. I don’t care though hehehe. <3 But my parents do. D: /cut/cut/cut

Oyyy, what else. YEAH. Today at lunch, there was the nastiest thing. X_x

So Angela and Julia they have this thing where… you take all the leftover or not eaten food. And all the trash. Then you put it in one of the cardboard holders that hold food. Then you drop in random liquids such as milk, sauce, kethup, or water and it all mixes in with like random breads and bones. EWWWWWWWWWWWW. SOOOO GROSS. OMG. I like want to throw up.

Frickkk.

I’ve been eating these Swedish pastry things. I guess it substitutes those muffins. :3

I just finished typing my parody project for our group. I’ll post it up later after its our turn to present. :D

I wonder.

Have you made your mark yet?

Star Testing

Oyyyyyyyyy.

This week is STAR TESTING. Oh teh snaps. It’s freakin, state testing to measure the performance of teachers! We should all just purposely fail. NO, don’t do that. :| They get to see our scores, furthermore… it’s just a test. Take it, it’s like the equivalent of the CAHSEE. Oh god, that thing was amazingly easy. O:

I kinda like this week though, hecka laid back and full of breaks. I mean sure I have the term paper final next week or two weeks from now, but like… I have almost no hw this whole week. I have to study for the AP and SAT tests that are coming up… I don’t want to take them. They’re so freaking hard… >_<; Like fo’ real. The study sessions and everything that we’re supposed to know… I feel so damn stupid. I mean I try to recall some key terms, and my friends can just know what the heck it was and talk and explain it to me in a way that’s understandable. I feel intimidated though.

Aye, what else is going on…

Well, I actually hit badminton practice yesterday and well, it was boring. I dunno, it’s not the same as it used to be. It used to be just like, hit, hit, hit, practice on your own. Now there are drills and stuff that we have to follow for like 20 minutes, and I think it’s just a huge waste of time to my entertainment. Gah, I just want to hit the birdie and enjoy the fun. Even if it’s competition… I want my fun. :| I was just wishing for open gym open gym open gym the whole time. Then when we finally got it, I was tired and just left practice. Argh, I want the fun it used to have.

Now my whole body is secretly sore. The one soreness I couldn’t stop complaining about though was my wrist. Oh man… I worked it too hard or I haven’t been working it enough. Everytime I twist this thing I just have this weird pain in it and it’s annoying me. :( I mean seriously, I couldn’t crawl right today, and when I jumped this fence going home it was just plain on FIRE. I had to massage it for like 5 minutes. I wonder if typing too much has anything to do with wrist problems.

I wiki’d Antitrust. It seems like a movie I would be interested in. O:

Yeah, it was a pretty nice day out today. Hmmm a little on the windy side, but overall happy flowery springy.

I haven’t been eating right lately. No actually, I think it was my dad’s overcooked food last night. Crap, it was… sort of good. I wanted it more CREAMY though. ;D

I had bunches of fun today. REALLY REALLY. <3

I’m unusually dead in this bed right now, I need someone to hug. ;3

Walking in Circles

So where was I.

Oh right. A REWARD. Yeah. That woman came back to us and was like, I’LL OFFER YOU GUYS MY BODY. YOU SAVED MY WALLET FROM THOSE FIENDS. HAVE BABIES WITH ME.

…

Not really, she just gave us 20 bucks.

Spent it at hawaiin bbq. Right, anyway.

There was this instance yesterday where Angela didn’t know what to do with this Coffee thing, right. And it tasted too bad or something. So she actually… called out to this old couple and asked like “Do you know what to put in this!?” And she’s like “… are you serious? :P Well you can put this or that…” And Angela’s like, “Uhm, what? CAN YOU DO IT FOR ME!?” And the woman of the couple was like, “Are you serious? ARE WE ON CAMERA OR SOMETHING?” And I was like, “No… she’s serious. -_-;” HAHA. It was so funny though, you had to have been there! She’ll always put a smile on your face. We put in like mega tablespoons of chocolate, cinnamon, and sugar. It didn’t turn out so well in the end, I hear.

Well today had to have been the most boring day ever. I think like around 3…or 4 maybe. Or 5. I started my term paper almost kind of endlessly to 11ish or a bit before. Holy crap… so not fun at all. I didn’t even get that far either. Maybe like, 2 pages? I probably spent half the time walking in circles thinking. I do that a lot, for some odd reason… I space out a lot too, ew. I have focusing problems. I should stay more focused, but I think that’s kind of impossible. Constantly thinking about life or ideas… no wonder I’m so forgetful.

Walking in circles reminds me of Raisin in the Sun. Where if you’re a realist, you aren’t really going anywhere, or no progress. And if you’re an idealist you’re looking toward the future and going somewhere, or progress. I don’t exactly agree with Asagai’s explanation of these two groups of people. I think realism helps build an improved future, which is progress to me. The idealist I guess creates that future.

Ew, I hate thinking on unsupported ideas. Maybe I’ll have some extensive rant on this later, or not.

I think I’ll call myself, the idRealist. :P

Lost Wallet

I’m really super unmotivated to blog right now. I think I will anyway.

Friday was like a huge relief. I’ve been working hard all week and I finally got the break I needed. Too bad this whole next week will be full of studying. UGH. Aye. So what did I do, what did I do. I hung out with Michaela! That’s what. We talked about some stuffs and things, and were pretty indecesive on what the hell to do next. Like seriously, we’re mega indecisive people. There was my house, and a wii. There was the hub, and McDonalds. Borders has some interesting books. I took a look at this one book, it was called like. “Why he didn’t call back” It was this woman author? Trying to give explanations on why guys didn’t call back. There were all these reasons and I found it kind of humorous. There were often sections on phrases that are “hot” and “not”. And other random styles or actions. Most of the time I agreed with the “hot”. I need one of those books, except it’s a why didn’t she call back. Or maybe a why she hung up. :|

Today Today. FUN! Another break from homework and almost complete relaxation. Watched some Russell Peters with Angela… but I TORRENTED THE WRONG SHOW. Oh god, there was this one I saw at this party. It was like 50 times funnier than this one. Guh, I feel like an idiot. Aye, anyway… I JUST REMEMBERED IT. NOW I FEEL HECKA STUPID.

So yeah, going on. We didn’t really… study at all! ^_^; Later we skipped off toward Starbucks to meet up with Jason so we could work on our parody project. IT IS AWESOME. Making a parody of catcher in the rye and asian stereotypes. It’ll be the best. She bought this… drink and she didn’t know what to put in it and she said it tasted horrible. :/ I wanted to help, but I guess I’m super sheltered. Ayeee at least that cinammon type bread was delicious! MMMM.

I guess we’re kinda fat, because after we finished we went to hawaiin bbq. That was pretty good though! WORTH IT. MMMM.

Oh right, I almost forgot.

So in the middle of us doing our project at Starbucks, there was this lady. She at first tried to talk to us, then she asked for our time. O_O; Aye. She left a bit later. And she left… HER WALLET. We first noticed it and we didn’t know what to do. It was cool though, because I realized we all have such good morals and won’t take her money. <3 LOLOL. We tried to discuss for like over 30 minutes, me angela and jason over what to do with it. We talked for two seconds, decided to leave it there. But she never really came back. So when we were about done with our parody project, we finally decided to look in. I felt kind of weird to look in, but something really had to be done. We all figured if we gave it to Starbucks, they would take the money by the end of the day. So we wanted to take it to the police station. We can’t drive though, so it was like a waste of time.

I realized when you look through someone’s stuff. You kind of learn what kinda person they are. I found it a bit interesting though. Making inferences and stuff about the person just by looking through her wallet. We didn’t find much ID and figured she took the bus often. I dunno, if I were to look through someone’s room. I would learn a lot about them just by their habitat or routine. A clean one could represent organizational or something. Perhaps pictures show sociability or memory type person. What’s most important to a person? Maybe if they had a clean one with almost nothing, it could show they don’t want anyone to know about them, or they have nothing to hang on to. Aye, maybe I’m just overanalyzing. Actually now I’m just ranting.

She came back in the end, right when we were about to leave and decided I would bring it to the station on Monday. She insisted on reward for keeping it. We declined, but she insisted. I think denying just extends things and is sort of uncourteous or whatever, so I just allowed us to accept it when she asked a second time if she would be allowed to give reward.

Argh.

I forgot everything of what I was about to say.

I think I’ll pay attention to what I am now, it’s WAY more important than this thing. :)

Drop Dead

I just tried to imagine me dead.

I wondered who would come, and who would care.

Nah, that’s a horrible way of thinking about what people think of me. Of course people would attend my funeral just because. Being dead impacts your life pretty big in the end. Even if you don’t realize it at first.

Today was the Day of Silence at WHS. I decided to throw in some of my thoughts in a note, so I don’t feel like writing it down here. I didn’t talk the whole day. Some people had total disrespect, while others had the upmost respect. The disrespectors kind’ve pissed me off. But then again, I used to be like them. :|

It’s not that hard to be silent. Keeping your thoughts to yourself. Yeah, I can live on that.

…

I’m deciding to value present things… rather than the past. Gah, I just dwell on that thing too much.

Ever have a softball fly right by your nuts? I have.

I could’ve dropped dead right there.

Exhaustion

It’s cooling down… but it’s still uncomfortable. I need to buy some new shorts, seriously. All I own are like 5 pairs of jeans and like 209238509235 different shirts. And all the jeans are the same style. I need to mix things up yo! Be a stylish guy. lawl. As if. But really though. I need myself a pair of shorts. Like, I sweat in my pants. I can’t even RUN, I have to walk at like turtle speed to get from one place to another.

For some odd reason I was extremely cold in APUSH today. I couldn’t SLEEP. HEHEHE. Oh gawd, no wonder I have a B+ in that class. :/

Mmmmmm, I feel so random lately. Roar! ;3 I want to become random again! Or rather hyper… I know root beer USED to work, but not anymore… maybe. :/

Yaknow, have you ever tried to learn sign language? It’s not THAT hard, but you’ll still be lost in translation if you’re not familiar with it…

I ran a 6:55 mile today. IN THIS DAMN HOT WEATHER. I was hardly out of breath when I ran, or maybe it was just an overall semi-nice day. I remember in the past the cold weather would make me huff and puff. AND BLOW THE HOUSE DOWN. Nah but really, I was out of shape or cold air isn’t good for running. Aye, by the end of the run I was sweating like heck. I decided to go sit next to Christine today instead of talking with the mandarin peoples. She’s coolsauce and laidback. I was sweating. To feel cool I blow on myself. Does that even help or do I just sweat more? It feels good though… hahaha.

By the way these pictures I have are freakin awesome. I want to put them somewhere but I don’t want to lose them… AH HAH! This photo album will do… but I want to show em off. :’(

I was trying to figure out how someone gets butterflies after school… I’m not quite sure. I think I figured that if you think about someone you like, and you get nervous or maybe perhaps think of a time that they make you nervously happy, you’ll get them. It’s a really weird, but nice feeling.

So I’m exhausted. Being all hot and crap. If my dad catches me napping he’s going to yell at me to go to bed earlier. Gah, I was so close to getting caught. It was like 6 and I couldn’t help myself. I set my alarm for 6:30pm but I woke up at 6:22pm. He walked in a minute later. PHEWWEEE. I hate going to bed. It’s such a waste of time.

…

Actually sleep is good for you. I just wish it were more fun.

Someone should sleep with me. ;3 Now THAT would be fun.

BOOM

Like 1 minute ago.

There was this huge fucking BOOM.

It was like. A BOMB. POPBOOBOOOOOOOOOOM! I jumped like out of my boxers yo. :O

Poppy Seeds

I always tend to have this muffin phase every now and then. I think it just started up again. Blahhh, I’ll be eating muffins nonstop for like the next week or two. NOOOOO. I’m gonna get so fat and chunky. Furthermore I won’t be able to pass drug tests and stuff since my parents decided to just get two 6 packs of Almond Poppy Seed Muffins from COSTCO! Poppy seeds are LOVE. Yay.

I love that store, costco. I used to go to it often and just go there to get free food as a child. But now I go there to get great great deals! Yay, I’m so asian. Fo real though, huge bundle packs for cheap! Nothing gets better than that place, except maybe convenience. Have you seen those long lines during Saturday afternoons? Shooooooot, I’d be better off at some overpriced store close by… maybe.

It was like. RECORD BREAKING HOT TODAY. Omg, I’ll be complaining about this for forever. Even through summer. It feels like summer, why can’t it BE summer. I don’t want to work all this week… so much writing to cover and I’m such a procrastinator. Grawr. I should just skip hw or something. Idk. I need to do hw to get an A. ITS THE ONLY WAY. :’(

Skipping badminton for a week… eh, this should end well… >_>;

So I saw I think, Brian’s? Goatse picture on tumblr. Ong, WHY? =_=; Stupid shock site. I remember this one day I was with John and we got linked to it. OH GOD. It was such a… SHOCKING, day, afternoon. Whatever. Our reactions… were just horrific. XD Who started this again anyway… >_>

What are poppy seeds?

Be grown naturally?

Or be swallowed whole?

Term Paper

I spent half this day being silent, another half doing my term paper, and another half doing nothing.

The term paper, I don’t even know what I’m writing about… -_-; Or I do kind’ve, but my thesis is weakly supported. Guh.

I woke up hot. Ate hot. Watched hot. Showered hot. EVERYTHING HOT. Things are annoying me lately, I think I figured the reason. I’m stressed. There’s this wall I keep wanting to break, but can’t really. I want to have an interesting life, so people can hear about it and be… interested.

I’m kind’ve angry with myself and I keep snapping. Why can’t I be happy and nice like usual?

I think I’m hitting an EMO streak. Let’s hope it stops tomorrow. Hopefully I can actually gather my thoughts to write… if there’s anything I don’t need right now, it’s drama. But that’s what I live on, so I guess I need it.

I ate a poppy seed muffin earlier. I’ll bring one to school tomorrow for breakfast. Do you think she’ll accept some?

Never give up.

I’m hot.

Hypocrisy

What I do is. Give advice on what I think makes me successful and strong. Yet I don’t follow it.

It works.