tuesday to thursday; the longest blog of my life.

Top Secret; w-inds. (Journey has been on repeat the whole day…month almost.)

YES. Finally, I have a day off to relax and to nothing! I slept at…er, 4:30? And woke up at 7:30. Thank you to my Sandy Hook field trip tomorrow. I had a whole list in my mind of what to bring, but I forgot it all. Hope kuya brings his volleyball. Though we’re going to be at the beach, I guess it’ll still be sorta cold. Anyway; I’m just so freaking happy that the initial “OH MY GOD HOMEWORK IS PILING UP I’M DROWNING” stage of this week is over. And so, here’s that thing that I’ve been waiting to get out since Tuesday night. And Emma~ The whole opera part is for you because you wanted to read about it. (:

(Do I even remember Tuesday?) I hate Tuesday’s schedule. Mmm, it’s really bad. English, Japanese, and History all in the morning! I only mind History, but whatever. Day progressed with me getting worked up about homework and stuff. Really, the only thing I was looking forward to was the trip later in the day. Yeah, that was the day that the teachers decided to dump a lot of assignments on us. I got into the habit of doing work during my frees. Hey, at least it stops me from buying lunch and doing work instead. Though, lately, I’ve been feeling it with a lot of headaches and really painful stomach cramps. Even after I eat. That’s not especially enjoyable. Ah, I/A. I really love watching La Boheme! We lagged behind Tuesday, but the drama of it really sucks you in. I love how it goes that Rodolfo and Mimi are together and Marcello and Muretta (are those their names?) are fighting and it keeps going back and forth. And back and forth. Still okay with algebra, thank god. Science was full of trying desperately to finish questions and lagging behind, still. At the end of the day, I said bye to everyone else and I went with Liz, after much running and spazzing in the hallways. We skipped up and down the same hallway a few times. All I needed to do was just put on a sweater, my heels, and put my hair up. I really don’t bother with makeup. Also mastered the art of squeezing a big wallet, cell phone, lip gloss, and 80 GB iPod into a small Aldo bag. Told you I could do it, Kuya. So we were walking around for a good long while, just waiting until 3:50. There’s a picture of me playing piano, it’s pretty cool. Finally left, and it was SWELTERINGLY HOT outside. 75 degrees, omg, what?! And most of the 50 people are wearing black and/or white. Wah. Get in the bus, and it’s just freaking, unbelievably beautiful outside. It took a good hour or so to get there, not a while. The Lincoln tunnel was near to us, and Riana and I kept taking pictures and more pictures. The lighting in the bus was amazing. Before we got into the tunnel, we were passing by this brown bus. “SATISFECTELLENT,” hell yes. We were laughing for a good 5 minutes about that. Went to eat dinner at Ollie’s Noodle Shop first. The people eating in there in the pick-up area were just looking at us like we were crazy, or just tourists. Well obviously, we’re taking pictures like crazy and we’re all dressed up fancy. There was a huge terracotta solider standing over the entrance to the dining room. Ameruoso, we thought of you. HA. We get in, and Kuya, Riana, Nick, Samir, Andrew, Nikki (sophomore), Sarah, Lisa (both juniors) and I are all sitting at one table. It really took us such a long time to figure out what to order, and we were sitting close to the teachers’ table. At one point, Mr. Killian comes over and goes, “So I guess the only thing you’re ordering tonight is tea?” I got “Hong Kong-style” shumai and sesame chicken. They got our orders to us so quickly! That shumai was amazing, so yummy! And of course, it was all family-sized portions, so we were all sharing with each other. I think I stole from everyone’s plate at least one. “Garbage disposals.” (: After just laughing, drinking sugared-up tea, and filling ourselves up with food for a good hour, we were all just bloated. “Yeah, I can’t eat anymore!” “Then why are you still putting food into your mouth?!” I was so full, ugh. Water made it better, but the wonton soup I stole was good. Lisa’s “A-Little-Bit-of-Everything” soup was interesting. It tasted like vinegar. Really is a “little bit of everything.” After walking around (to go to the bathroom) and criticizing the guys for loitering around the bathrooms, we got out. Funny, it was about 6:30-ish, and the sun was so bright. We took so many pictures out there. Finally tried, but didn’t accomplish Nick’s “Look up at the sky and get everyone else in NY to look with you” stint. Oh well, the picture we have is funny. Only Steven could have taken it. HA, TALL PERSON. We walked down to Lincoln Center, and it’s this total dejavu; because I was there last year to see David Blaine. Y’know, that guy in the bubble who tried to break the world record of being underwater holding his breath the longest. So yeah, a good 4 blocks to get there. I could barely hear Mr. Killian over everyone talking and stuff. Oh, Jean; don’t wave at random newspaper stand guys. He waved back and said, “HI BABY.” OH LORD WTF, EW. Took a little tour of the place outside, walked around until about 7. Got in, and ohhh, it’s so pretty inside! I would have liked to go into the Met, but those tickets are so expensive. The building looks really nice from the outside, though. We got “second ring” seats. Literally, second balcony. I swear that line for the bathroom was appalling. It feels so nice walking in heels around a place like that. Got settled in our seats. We spent a good 10 minutes looking at the Playbill and laughing at the actors. How ironic is it that it’s set in Japan, but only two of the opera singers are Asian; Korean to be exact. Ah, the woman who played Suzuki was amazing. The set was so beautiful! I took a picture of it before the lady handing out the Playbills caught us. Oh well. Before it started, it was those sliding screen doors, except spanning the whole stage. So nice. They lit up the back when it was starting. First it was the Japanese flag, then it all changed colors to the sun, and then a clear blue sky; so pretty. The set was really plain, but amazing. Simply open space, and then stairs that went up, had a landing sort of thing, and went down to the back. They really made it look like a house. First act was okay, I was totally caught in it for the first 30 minutes, and then it dragged. I started laughing when her uncle came out and the whole background turned black, with the red circle in the middle. I shared my glasses with Kuya for a while because he forgot his. He couldn’t read the subtitles. Yes, subtitles; the play was in Italian. Oh, mixed cultures. Anyway, they just introduced the characters and stuff during the first act. Madama Butterfly’s family was conspiring that she was leaving the Japanese culture for a white man. And it was wrong that he didn’t love her, he just claimed to. Bastard. During intermission after the first, I didn’t want to get up, I was really lazy. Riana realized why she was called “Madama Butterfly,” too. Yeah, Pinkerton called her that, but her name was “Cio-cio-san (Okay, Cho-cho, damnit. Japanese spelling looks nicer. ) Which means butterfly. Our whole row went, “OHHHHHH. NO WONDER.” How come I didn’t notice that, LOLL. Second act was amazing, but not as much as the third. During the second, Pinkerton had left her for three years, and she believed that he was going to come back. Suzuki didn’t though. And she had a son, too! Ugh, that kid was so adorably cute. They finally realized that he was coming back after the Consul came and read her a letter from him. They started decorating the house with flower petals, and the little boy was frolicking around in them. SO CUTE OMG. They pulled out this huge blanket/sheet thing and spread it on the stage, and it carried so many petals. Then it rained them from upstage. So beautiful, the pink falling against the background of deep, but still light blue. It was funny though; Jean, Nick, and I started laughing because a whole clump of them just fell on the stage. You could hear them drop. Oh, and then there were screen doors on the “landing” of the stairs, and near the end, they closed the ones in the front. It showed how they waited the whole night for him to come, and then at one point, she opened the doors on the landing, and the circle (that was originally the red circle in the Japanese flag) was the moon against the dark blue sky. AH GOD SO BEAUTIFUL. I wanted to take a picture of so many of the scenes. And that Korean guy, the Japanese “lord” guy, AHA, 10 minute scene, but so amusing. During the intermission of the second, Riana and I went to go to the bathroom and take a walk. Those souvenirs were pretty; I wanted to get a poster. But of course, it being the opera, everything is expensive. A bottle of 20 oz. Aquafina water was 3 dollars. It’s 50 cents during any lunch period at my school; 1.50 from the machines. Chocolate was 4.00. I’m happy I restrained from buying, and instead settled on walking around the first and second ring floors. Third act was amazing, it went by pretty fast for me. I had already ruined it at the beginning, though; I read the whole synopsis in the Playbill. Good job, Trisha. So he comes to see her even though people are warning against it. I feel bad for Suzuki, they had to make her go through so much stress, asking her to tell Butterfly for Pinkerton. Die, Garo, die. Eventually, Butterfly finds out that he’s here, but there’s a lady outside waiting. That would be Kate Pinkerton, his AMERICAN WIFE. Yet again, that bastard. Kind of sad that Butterfly considered herself an American citizen as well. They jut came to take her son and leave. So she’s devastated. There was one point in the opera where she says to her son that she’s going to kill herself so that he wouldn’t be sad to leave her. And then she blindfolds him and gets the dagger ready. How do you kill yourself in front of your own son? I loved the end; she replaced the American flag he was waving around with the Japanese flag. Pinkerton runs, opens the sliding doors, and there’s this suspenseful pause while she’s standing. Once he opened the doors, she just drew the blade across her neck and she died. Her son just stood up, took off the blindfold and stared at Pinkerton. Like an accusatory thing: “You killed my mother.” Mind you, he was three. So yeah, curtain dropped, bows were taken. Suzuki got the most applause, HOW IS THAT LOLL. When we got outside, it was kind of cold. On the bus ride home, Riana, Kuya, and I were bouncing off the walls. Kuya crashed though, halfway through the 30-45 minute ride. “YUM YUM BANGKOK.” We got to the school, and Killian was messing around with the PA with a creepy voice, LOLL. Mind you, it was around 11 PM, and there were a good 30 kids at their lockers going, WTF?! XD;; I fell dead asleep on the ride home. I tried doing homework in the morning, but I crashed at 2 AM.

Wednesday, finally! I’ve been typing this on Word for almost an hour and a half. I started at 9 and it’s 10:22. GUH. I was reallyyy cranky on the bus, I just flailed over the opera and fell asleep. Rob and I were in the Media Center for first period free, trying to do our Antigone essays. We ended up just chatting on Gmailchat. Why is that so much fun?! Those smileys are dead amazing, though. Algebra, English. That newspaper thing in English is going okay, I guess. Ah, Jessa called me over to her computer in Micro. She was going, “Hey, what’s that name of that guy you like? Ryohei?” On seventeen.com, there’s a 20 year old guy named Ryohei in one of the article/special things. I was laughing so hard. In gym, we were playing tennis outside because of the weather. I was listening to my iPod the whole time while playing, and I was doing fine until I kind 0f fenced the same tennis ball twice. Then I died. Luckily, my group for chorus went home early and we didn’t have to practice! This is amazing, I like chorus this way. I tried to do homework while at home, but as usual, I procrastinated. It took me a good 3 hours to go Global, and 3-4 to do the essay. I blame gmailchat and my laziness. Slept at 2, I think.This morning, I CRASHED ON THE BUS. I fell dead asleep. All I remember after playing with Rob’s “gangster build-a-bear,” was waking up and thinking that I had just fallen asleep 3 minutes ago, at least. Anna told me that everyone had died on the bus ride, so I don’t know. I like the morning thing of David walking over and going , “CHEESECAKE. EGGROLL. CHEESEBURGER.” And we attack ily. ILYY, ILUU, 4SRSLY. Science; Witham told us everything we needed for tomorrow. I think I’m going to enjoy tomorrow. Especially if it’s with my class, and my class only. The chaperone from the other class dropped out on them, but we’re going for sure. I’d love it if it was just our class, that’s it. 12 people, we’re fine. “A Winter Beach.” I hope we get some time to play around. There’s going to be a rest stop, that makes me just laugh. A 1 and ½ hour bus ride. Ahh, high tech. The algebra test was easy~ I messed up on some of the system of linear inequalities, but I got a hold on those word problems. YES. I’m going to re-check it Monday. English; we finally have a hold on the newspaper as well. It looks really cool, and we’re working out the kinks for the outline. I hope it’s not too short and it turns out okay. Czander finally figured out that I don’t have a 22-year-old Japanese boy for a boyfriend. Though, it was kind of funny when he started talking to me about him a few weeks ago. “Hey, who’s that?” “My boyfriend’s best friend.” “REALLY?” “Yeah.” “Is he famous?” “Yeah, he’s in a group.” “…..AWESOME.” I was having fun. It’s like, “Hey, how’s your boyfriend?” “Good, they’re doing a live today.” I’M SO WEIRD XD We were talking about it during Lunch; I remember when I told Jean that in the beginning of the year. She and Rob told me that they went CRAZY trying to figure out who he was. So they googled Ryohei. OH GOD HA. I’m not an evil fangirl. =___=; You guys, how many times do I have to say “DON’T LISTEN TO ME!” La Boheme today, again. Their relationship fluctuate like crazy! The drama is amazing, and I got sucked into it, I almost started crying. And I saw the pretty Asian boy that Sarah was talking about. fadghalshkg; he’s PREETTTTY. He was walking out of Shep’s room. Guhhh. I liked Public Speaking today. Rob did his presentation for the whole period, and we all went crazy with the Polaroid camera. I want those pictures, but they’re going to stay in Ms. Richard’s room until senior year. Sorry I ruined it, Rob! But today, there was a side of our class reflected in those pictures. We were smiling and laughing together for once. Fawzy, Chris, and Malcolm are in most of the pictures. Yeah, Chris, you’re the total Asian in our picture. I totally thought of Michishirube, and the wall full of Polaroids when I saw it. I want the picture I took on Kuya’s camera phone. That class, so relaxing. Japanese was…er, interesting. I can’t read my katakana. I was going, “Jya….jya…jyazu! OHH. ジャズのCDをききます。（JYAZU NO CD WO KIKIMASU.） ” Haha. I’m kind of sad that I’m not doing the poem for Japanese, I had already memorized half of it. So what if I’m doing the Japan Bowl next year jdhfjhkfa; Sensei’s wondering why our class died for the most part. She slaps her desk with a stack of worksheets, going, “WAKE UPPP. GET SERIOUS.” I told her that the whole class wasn’t going to be here for the whole day tomorrow, and she smiled her head off. She likes to get rid of us. I’m thinking of staying after on Tuesdays to sorta get ahead, or just take the translation class next year. And to top off the day, I had the most memorable Global class of the year so far. I answered questions correctly and actually went up to write something. Dang, I never do that. This is one of the days when I actually like History class. Ameruoso kept cracking on a few people. We were all conspiring over Muslim divorce, marriage, and crime and punishment laws. Chris died laughing while we were talking about divorce. “I mean, come on really, why would you divorce someone three times?!” And Steven just kept dying whenever he mentioned torture. GOD LOLLL. That was fun. I have the habit of sitting on my bag in the bus now, and leaving the window wide open. Yesterday, we were talking to Vanessa and Malcolm, who are in two separate buses next to ours. Haha, it’s so cool, we were all yelling out windows. “Hey, look, it’s all white people on the Hoboken side, and Asian on the Jersey City bus!” “You sure, because I’m really pale.” …yeah, ahaha. Rob said that he missed Kuya on the bus today. I know you need your boy love. XD *bad friend LOLLL* It's like earlier when Witham went, "OH YEAH. This is for the girls, I don't think the boys would care~ There's a military school for boys near Sandy Hook. X3" LOLLL. I turned around and went to Kuya and Rob, " HEY, DON'T CHEAT ON EACH OTHER XD" I'm kidding, of course. I went home and slept instead of doing my Japanese worksheets and the newspaper outline. Noooo. D: My dad as a new Dell laptop. Okay, wtf, why do you buy a new laptop when we don’t need one, and you never get me anything. And bestie, ):

Okay, this is a really long blog. wtf, I just spent two hours typing it out. Oh well, I got everything out of my head, and I have new memories for tomorrow. Speaking of that, I need to get some pictures up on this thing. Hm, what do I bring tomorrow? Thing is, now I’m content with no work to flail over until next week. I meant to do my poster today, but oh well. G’night, I’m going on the internet and watching THANKS. It's funny, I'm still missing the pictures XD

procrastination, pt. 2

do you; yiruma

See, I'm wondering how long it'll take until I lose track of all my "procrastination" titles. Not very long, I guess. You won't see me blogging about New York today, either. I apologize to myself for that, I'd love to get the day out into writing.

The weather today was beautiful. The sun was in my eyes for most of the bus ride, though. I like spring days where it's hot, but not too hot, and cold, but not too cold. Those days where taking a drive in a car with the window rolled all the way down, and you can feel the wind blowing and blowing in your face. Somehow, I miss winter. Season-talk reminds me of my haiku.

And homework. Homework. Oh lord, I still have two more things to type and I'm here. I think it's because I got somewhat stuck on Gmail.chat. Good lord, that thing is fun. Which led to procrstination and me not being able to sleep until 1 AM? If I'm lucky, and my parents get home at 11. I like being alone in the house. I can sing (off-key) as loud as I want.

I should make one of those to-do lists on all of my blogs. Post it all over my room.
1. Antigone essay
2. Global History; shari'a law
3. English newspaper; ancient greece
4. Japanese haiku
5. Algebra I extra credit
6. Science energy poster
7. Earth day project(s)
8. Culture/Anime club stuff
9. Tests/homework that pop up.

Lord, help me not scream and start whacking my pencilcase on the wall again.
So be it.

heavy-lidded

madama butterfly; instrumental break (in my head)

I should be working. I am, a little bit. I have an essay due tomorrow. ESSAY. I'm bad at essays. And Ameruoso, good god. I wonder how much information I can find, this'll be fun.

Honestly, I can say that today was fun for me. Weather was amazing, and Lincoln Center with about 49 other people. I really don't care anymore if i don't like someone that I'm with. Same mindset as I've been having since first grade, "You're stuck with them, deal with it." I bet you a lot of people apply that to me.

Madama Butterfly was a really good opera. Won't say much right now because I'll start ranting about my whole night. Those pictures on my camera tell everything. Part of me is happy that I didn't go home to do homework for the night. Body was happy wearing a pair of heels, clacking around New York. Mind was content. Mind was content at that stage, so pretty. I've got a love for sakura petals now.

Mind's on a screw-over right now, though. Homework, stress, need sleep. I'm up for a rant sometime this week, maybe tomorrow, Thursday, Friday, if I have time. I need a good, long rant.

stressed: pt. 1

kimi no koe; tachibana keita (in my head)

So, lately I've been okay and whatever. But karma has a way of coming back to me. Now I'm wondering what in the heck did I do? Why? I'm crammed with stuff to do and bad luck everywhere. Whatever, that's what I think. I'm really incoherent at the moment right now as well. Where did all this impatience and bad temper pop out of?

Usual Monday. Over the weekend, I was supposed to finish up a lot of things, but I didn't. So, I'm trying to find a site with a geothermal/ renewable enrgy .pdf file, and I can't find it at all. I swear, it had everything I needed for my project and now I have no idea in the world where it could be. I'll try finding it tomorrow in science class because I was using those computers, but still! And I have to compose a persuasive essay for Antigone in english, a haiku for japanese, and a newspaper for english as well.

I had four frees in total. Well, not really; 2 were in a class. but I had no work to do. Japanese, sensei wasn't here, so I just rambled around in the Media Center with my class. I read Ryohei's blog coherently for once. Hello, fanboy. Really, really big fanboy. Cute. And messed around with the iPod and laughed. English got me so mad; so much work! Science, I'm finishing that poster this week. Probably around Wednesday/Thursday. PROVIDING I find that page, god! It irks me so much that I can't find it. Essay is due Thursday, I really need to start that thing before I sleep. Haiku will take a while.

I digress. And I keep ranting about the homework. Micro, free. I finished that Excel worksheet last week, so I finished more homework. I'm not exceptionally good at volleyball, as much as with any other sport. But hey, I can serve properly and I saved that thing today. Usually can't do that. We played ping-pong before that as well. Don't give us paddles and no ball. We'll resort to "air ping-pong."

Free 9th period with the boys. Kuya's braces look so cute on him! And I'm sorry I squeezed your face this morning. I didn't mean to make you cry! I'm really mean, aren't I? He was dragging me across the floor. Ha. I love 9th period with them. I was just laying on the floor and listening to Keita's Koe album. I spaced out. Then got dragged across the floor.

Went home early today because of no club. Kanji workbook on the bus instead of Soran Bushi practice. At least I memorized 10 kanji and their readings in 40 minutes. Oh, and tickling Ralph. He squeaks like a mouse. I went home instead of going to the ice cream store. I ended up trying! to teach Mark how to measure with a ruler. The big revelation after 30 minutes: That"big inch" with everything marked is the same thing as the little ruler. Good god, I love that kid.

I took a nap in my room. being in my room induces naps for me. And I remember peole knocking on the door and ugh. First time, it was Rob. Most unexpected person to see. Yeah, thanks for paying me back with a visit when I look like a bum. Kidding. And Mark while I was napping because his 6-inch ruler was an inch and 5/8ths too short.

I have an outfit for tomorrow. It's all black and white, my usual. With blue and silver and heels. It's scary, I feel somewhat pretty. And Korean, definitely Korean. Madame Butterfly, yeyyy. Getting home at 11 PM, but I guess I'll do a lot of my homework tonight, in the morning, and Wednesday. Ugh, chorus on Wednesday, what do I do? Dou shiyou~

Oh well, I guess I'm back to the reality of google and how much I really, really fail at searching, haiku, newspapers, and everything else. Oh yeah, Rob, NOSTALGIA.

sun shining, wind blowing

munekogasu; DA PUMP

Oh, today was amazing. I expected to stay home, as always on Sundays. Maybe finish up some homework, nap, etc. Ya know, the usual.

Not today. Not this Sunday. Which I'm so thankful for. Madzii was over at Michael P's house again today, and they came over. Of course, I went with them after finally deciding to. We walked up Pearsall, picked up his tennis racket. He almost got hit on the head with it, ha. We walked all the way down to Shamrah. Dancing.

We got this huge ice pop for 25 cents. Ohhh, orange. Yummy! It was huge, on the wrapper, it said "7 oz. Freeze and Eat / Chill and Drink" ...Yeah, I read the label. Loitered around OLM again. Besite and I were messing around the church. The "w-inds. poles," ahaha. We visited Rob; why does he always go outside and meet people while wrapped in a big, fluffy blanket? Ended up at his house again. His birds are cute! And his turtle, Kouji. Watched "Street Kred" videos. Guh, I wish I went to watch it, dancing and breaking is so cool. Got out of the house to go to Vinnie's. Bestie wanted to go to Subway, but pizza anyway. We're beasts. Give us an 8-slice medium pizza, 5 garlic knots, and 30 minutes. Nothing left. I dropped so many mushrooms off the pizza, guh.

We didn't have a camera with us for the whole time, so bestie and I went to get it. We had a mini-photoshoot. Fandom-insipired, of course. Finished with that and she went off. Although, I did go out again and I met up with them...again at Rite Aid. Ah, Marbella, you're so ghei, you're amazing. Only you would walk around Rite Aid wearing a pink straw hat. I laugh when I think of third grade. Amazing day, so much fun. Bestie, we haven't spent this much time together in how long?! I miss you so much, Keita-kunnn~


And so. I am back home. Organizing this extremely unorganized external hard drive, and trying to dig up my old music. I should have started my other homework, but I could care less at the moment.

Ryohei is a fanboy that fanboys like a fangirl. If you got that, I love you. Give him DA PUMP, and he's off. I don't blame him, they're awesome. I love him for saying that he doesn't want the little kids to get ahead of them in their dancing skills. How cute.

Organizing again. I have to go practice kanji, proofread outline, study algebra, etc; later. Joy.

past midnight.

timeless; jang ri in feat. xiah (is it xiah?)
sleepy

It's an un~godly hour to be awake. And I really don't care at the moment. Oh look, the water cooler just turned on. Anyway;

I was randomly clicking links and I saw that wFLforums is back, but in the same condtition. We still can't post. Really miss that place, it started my fandom up. Can't wait until it gets back, then there's the endless hours on the internet back for me. Even though that means less work getting done...yeah.

Finished my outline. While reading a few fics in the process. I'm awfully good at procrastinating, aren't I? I gave in to scanning the last section, way too lazy. Hey, it killed off a good 2 hours of typing into 30 minutes. That means more time to...do something else.

Was talking to ily earlier. I think I've got another part of me sorted out once again. Self discovery, is it called? Ah, whatever, I'm happy I know something else for sure. My bain is wracked with the disability to make choices, for the lack of not being able to find the right word to use. And after all this talk of love, I'm not done, you know. Just not ready, and I'm willing to admit that. After being irked like crazy a few times already this year. Makes me shudder to think of it. Love, love, love. Gotten tired of it eluding me a few times when I thought it was real, but finally decided to get my act together. I'll go when it's my time, damnit. I'm okay; I'll deal.

Oh, and recently, I've been developing this horrible, horrible temper. I feel bad about yelling at the top of my lungs and getting this big adrenaline rush at my dad because he didn't trust me. Again. I yelled in front of my mom, bestie, and Michael. And I've been snapping constantly at people as well. And no, it's not for a reason you may think. (Even though it might be, I really wouldn't know in my case.) Emotions are on a see-saw recently. I feel like I have some disorder or something, and it's seriously getting me down. And down. And down. Teenage angst~ go away. But we've all got to deal with it. Sorry, everyone I've yelled at. I don't know what the heck is wrong with me.

I'm freezing. Really.
Good night.

procrastination; part I

Oh, boy. I try to do my outline typing, but I can't because of the luxury of the scanner sitting next to me. Let's take a gamble, shall we? My luck is crap, but oh well. Karma, karma, karma.

OLM, you are amazing. I don't care how much Kuya harps about that place, I love it, personally. I saw it for one night, and I remembered everything in every classroom. It's weird not performing on the church's altar steps. I'd been doing that for five years. Such a nostalgic feeling. And by the way, I couldn't find the "Ryohei" I scratched into the blackboard. Mmm.

Homework upon loads of homework. I wonder, how most of my classmates go home with an empty bookbag, and mine is almost full to bursting. It's that darn binder and all the Japanese books I bring home every night. I'm pretty unsure about a lot of things, I guess.

I'd love to go to Japan this year in the summer. Possibly run thoughout the streets of Shibuya looking like a total gaijin, but ha, whatever. I want the rush back of being in a place where you know nothing and you just want to go run. Run as far as those legs can take you without getting hurt. Getting lost in New York is easy. Follow all the signs and you're fine.

I like blogger. It all good to me, and I'm a lot more serious. Oh yeah, and Krasti? I have a Livejournal, Myspace, Blogger, Xanga, Friendster, AIM, MSN, Yahoo, Y!Japan. I'm working on a Purevolume and Facebook as well. I need to write with my hands. I remember how I used to do that all the time during classes last year. One day, the internet will fail me. It's much harder to keep years of blogging than diaries.

I'd consider going out with him if he did that for me. Good job kid, but you totally asked the wrong girl with bad intentions to be your messenger. Crash and burn, kids, crash and burn.

I looked at the "publish" button first this time. I think I'm getting somewhere.

[edit]

i'm still staring at my computer. my mom is laughing with me for not finishing even section one. on the other hand, we're watching the 2007 ice skating world championships on ESPN. I miss ice skating.

Oh, you other pile of homework.

thursdays.

So, I've got everything else posted over at my livejournal, xanga, whatnot. I have a few more school-friends here on Blogger, so I'm here to stay. Here's to upkeeping another one of my blogs. Ganbatte!

Only thing for today that I really want to remember is the bus ride home. Not that the day was bad, it's just that the ride home was nice. So sunny, windy, the right temperature. I shunned my Guess jacket for a good hour to sit on Rob's layer and book filled Nike bag. Mmhmm, a kodak moment.

I'm so excited for tomorrow! Just not that it's Friday, of course. Bestie and I are going to the Knowledge Fair at OLM! Oh wow, I miss that place so much, I'll be smacked with nostalgia at every single corner. And of course, I'm going to spam the blackboards of my old homeroom with Japanese, check if the "Ryohei" kanji I keyed/scratched into the back blackboard is still there, and laugh about every single memory that pops up. I'll give out hugs and rib!squishes to my friends that I left. Inkie, be ready. Haha. Somehow, the eighth graders say that I kind of still live on in the school. A smart person = Trisha? Amazing. And really nice, I'm not invisible or forgotten there.

w-inds., your mega-mix single both apalls and amuses me. It's so cute, but interesting at the same time. Good god, from the chibi to the homg, hot boys! you are now. Crazy, crazy, crazy.

My parents misplaced my AZO GREEN TEA. I'm mad; I wanted caffeine while studying a little bit more for Science, Japanese, and English. Anyway. Good night.

Oh, and I need to stop pressing the "Save as Draft" button. Fail. It's funny that this post is more serious than the ones on my LJ and xanga. Wow, amazing.

lalalala.

Hmmm.

(: Bestie just came over, and our OLM-infamous "Ryohei! Keita!" duo came together for an hour.I miss her ): It was nice seeing her, even if only for a little while. As usual, she tried to steal the w-inds. tours again, hahaha. I'm happy she's doing fine. With everything and all. It's such a breath of fresh air to see my best friend again! I haven't seen or heard her face for a while, and I'm happy that our friendship is going as strong as it used to. Bestieeee, i love you~! (:

I finished hanadan 2 today! AHHH. It's sooo good! Watch it if you haven't, it's amazing. Tsukasa x Makino, wheeeee~ <3

Cleaning pisses me off. /: My room is just unbelieveable and ugh. So much stuff, it disgusts me.

SO! I have to find my friends that have a blogspot and get them here. Hahaha~

OH AND HOLLYWOOD BOWL '07 HAS SUJU AND BOA AND UGH COME TO NEW YORK NOT LA DDDDDX

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