wtf

THIS IS RIDICULOUS.

I SWEAR.

My day was amazing, don't get me wrong~ Fried cheesecaks, picture taking, chorus, passing a global test.

BUT THIS IS FUCKING RIDICULOUS

We're a whole big unit of fandoms. Why in the hell target us.

degrees

i believe (piano) - my sassy girl

you know that show on abc, six or four degrees or something of the sort?

it's true. you can't go very far from people you know until you reach someone you know all over again.

good god. this is just appalling.

would you like a pizza slice?










my mom gave me a pizza box. there was a pedometer in it.
my morning is made. thank you, new york.
now i just have to fucking study.

oh, and hi.
i look like a j-rocker
or something.
or ryohei.
i'd like ryo better.

yeah, forget it. g'night.

barely

balloons - dbsk

i find it funny how i have time to post on three blogs.

back from a nice, procrastination filled four-day weekend. thinking about homework just makes me...ugh. my vocabulary has decreased tenfold!

the teachers were being especially bitchy today. sensei gave us a japanese test today, and i did okay. didn't feel like reviewing it, but i did a bit last night. oh well, for sure got one wrong. i thought i'd at least remember everything. oh, and i'm okay with global, given the fact that a lot of people in my class got by with 80s/90s. i'll settle with this, but i wonder what happened to my old study habits.

or state of mind. i miss it.

we had arcadium set up in the resource center for the day and i went during my free. the wii was being held up. a lot. i just ended up playing a lot of DDR and was late to algebra class with malcolm because we were killing can't stop falling in love - the speed mix. ha. i couldn't breathe. at all. can you say out of shape?

my haircut looks unflattering in pictures.

on to history. i will aim for a 90. i just need to memorize names. help me?

omgwtfbbqcurses!

FUCKING HELL

HAHA

I'M CURSED WITH A SHORT ATTENTION SPAN
AND PROCRASTINATION

FUCK

filipino barbeque

mark doing his usual "omg i hate you" whining

The lights just flickered on and off. Eh, scary. And I experienced Mark campaigning for a plasma-screen and a PS3. "Plasma is only 800! PLEASE."

Good lord.

So, I compiled a to-do list earlier, and I did nothing of it, yay! I'm working on the powerpoint right now. Good god, JE is...damn.

Our backyard barbeque was really good, though. Mmm, chicken, rice, pork, crab, salad, fruits.

obscured vision

scorpio; trax

While watching my DBSK dramas last night on my iPod, I was talking to my mom. She concluded that I needed a haircut after some circumstances that I will not mention at the moment. I really don't want to have to explain, really. But almost a year without a proper haircut? Horrendous; yes, no?

We made an appointment with one of my dad's friends who works at the salon at Newport Mall. So, I was shaken awake at 7 am, then 8, then 9. Much arguing ensued, I can tell you that. About 9:30, I complacently climbed into the car, armed with my stack of Junon because my mom was telling me not to get my hair cut as short as Ryohei's. Okay, really, I want short hair so I can just laugh at myself. Or something like that.

We agreed upon Maki Horikita's length (the girl in Kurosagi), and Ryohei's or Teppei's bangs. After about an hour of listening to GMA, a filipino televison channel, and hearing that JJ was being kidnapped, "NINANG WHAT DO WE DO OMG WONDER TWINS!"

My hair was done and it looked awfully cool. It's straight and shiny, albeit puffy, but I like it a lot. Except I'm trying to show people, but I can't get it the right way. Frustrated~ Hehe, but I have huge, huge bangs. It's like a j-boy's!

...No words can express my joy. Really.

My laptop keeps tempting me and I keep going on the internet. I have a weakness for this thing. Good thing is, I figured out that w-inds. was at the VMAJ. DBSK won an award~! But w-inds. weren't nominated, just presenters. They met a lucky fangirl, though! So so so lucky.

Today I talked the longest I have on aim in a while. Mmm. And yesterday, I was talking to Miso and Michael on the phone. They're pretty fun to talk to.

Okay, okay, work, I know.

long weekend

the construction guys going, "zoom zoom zooooooom" right outside the door to my room.

Four. Day. Weekend. That's freaking what I needed, thank god. But here's the drawback, I need to do three projects, one of which is memorizing a speech, two poster-type things, begin final exam reviews, and do homework in general. Somebody find me a loophole in all of this work. plz?

Everyone's been saying that I look horribly tired lately; I still haven't been getting much sleep. I need to work harder to get my history grade up. Mr. History Teacher is still trying to fail me, or my thoughs are horridly biased because I do not favor him in any way possible. Excuse me, but since when did handing in an outline not directly to you merit a check? ihusm.

I checked how much space was left on Ryohei out of curiosity. A little more than 2gb, really. It's probably less now. Good lord, Ken has only 50 gb left, too. Changmin has 10 gb of unnecessary fat on him from clearing Ryohei up a few weeks ago. And I finally charged Kibum, he's been abused in my bag for the week. Ryohei and Ken are dying, I need to make backups. I meant to do it yesterday, but you know. I doubt I'll get to work today, either.

Riana had the idea of taking Kuya, Rob, and I out on the lawn in front of the school yesterday during free. It was so sunny and windy, and I got that feeling while lying down on the grass that I could havejust floated away there. It was amazing. All of that adjacent to 1&9, the major highway outside the school. Oxymoron!

During archaeology, Czander and I finally found something. It was part of a skull; the jaw with some of the teeth still intact. But we're behind, we still have a good 2-3 cm left to dig down in this part. Connor and Joe are going so fast, though. And they found a lot of stuff. omg but i keep arguing with czander stfu lol i want to get done so we can start new paperwork argh

One day, I'm going to buy a telescope so I can look at the stars and the moon. Sarah and Rob were hanging out with me on my porch at around 8. They actually got me out of my house. It's also a pain to get to my front door; everything's a maze of furniture and paint. My walls are the color of butter pecan ice cream. Mmm. I feel like painting my room, too. My house is so modern now o:

I was searching around crunchyroll yesterday, and I found a korean teaching tv show. Oh god, it's so amusing, but I learned how to say "Hello. My name is ~. Nice to meet you!" Now that makes four...five? Yeah, five. I fell asleep with the laptop loading liar game, though. hanayome to papa, i need to watch that, too!

I'm not getting any work done.

slowly counting weeks

Wednesdays, wednesdays. I made up a science exam first period. Mmm, my bad memory is beginning to kick in, I couldn't recall some of the facts that I needed. Pitiful, really, it was a fill-in test.

What made everyone's day was that Mr. History teacher was out today on jury duty. Yes, jury duty. Didn't even think that he had the mind to go to jury duty. He made our day by not coming to work. Thank you.

Volleyball's becoming repetitive and somewhat boring now. I don't want to play tennis, I want to go swimming. Thing is, my class doesn't.

Oh, and our summer concert might get sacked for lack of preparation. It would be the chorus' decision, too. I mean, it's in 3 weeks, and we're nowhere near ready like we planned at the beginning of the year. God.

Recording American Idol for my parents right now. They're out shopping for another light fixture since our kitchen is almost done. It's actually really nice.

I feel so boring, haha. Lemme attempt homework, hm?

multicultural day :D

What a good day.

I woke up and had to finish my outline. Hey, I had a good three hours-something of sleep. Finished outline while downloading videos. Thank god I finished about a half hour before I had to leave for the bus stop. I have so many DBSK and w-inds. videos on my ipod, it's getting fuller by the day. I know I fell asleep on the bus at some point because I kept watching videos.

I skipped homeroom to get ready for the performance. It was periods 1 and 2, and then 8 and 9. there was so much energy everywhere, it was amazing. the freshmen and juniors watched first. we went on fifth, i think. and after all the flailing and stretching in the hallway, we went in, marko did his speech (dedicated to PJ and Junpei), and we danced. we messed up a little bit, but oh well. i skipped forgot to go to 3rd period. history. i thought i ws just going to stay at the booth for the rest of the day, but i didn't. that part of the mall area was so lively, though. i went to archaeology fourth, and the guys in my class kept raving to me. while we were digging, czander exploded a dirt clod in my face. was totally not a rock.

stupid. at drama, everyone was raving. still. it feels good, though~! i actually went up, er, because i felt like it? or there was this rush of "hey, i'll take a chance today" going through. our sweatshirts came, too. they look so nice; i'm getting mine thursday. i was playing ddr with malcolm during sixth in the mall area. my school had ddr, omg. i kept failing all over the mat.

our last performance was so much better. i wasn't as nervous and we didn't mess up as much. i love when kat came out with the cutout of junpei, lol. everyone was clapping. it's been a great year with the club, and i want to be leader one year before i graduate. i guess it's a tradition now in club; we'll have to pass it on to the underclassmen.

i got some well needed rest, and i have to start studying now. for a delayed opening, today was horribly long. i need to bring my camera, too. there were some good pictures i could have taken.

(yes, photshopped because the original was horribly blurry)
find me? haha. and yes, not the usual asian peace sign. junpei was the only native japanese in their picture last year and he was doing a thumbs-up. so we do the same.

next year, definitely. maybe with a few more performances?

not again, not again.

sorafune; TOKIO

Today has been

fuck.

Mr. History teacher gave us a 'quiz' (I swear it was a test) today, and er, whilst most of my class did well, I failed with flying colors. It ranges around a 40 to 60 for my grade. The essay, piece of cake. I can't remember these things anymore, my short-term, not to mention my long-term memory is turning to crap as is my mental state when I'm awake. Not that I'm crazy or anything, just worn out.

Horridly disappointed though.

performing tomorrow at multicultural.

secret one

I wish I could be more than just a forgettable face in the crowd.
Really, I do. Though, part of it is my fault.
Mmm.

sick

we can make it; arashi

Guh. -__-;

For some reason, even though I'm horridly sick, I'm still happy. You know how I've been not sleeping for a while, right? So, around 12 midnight Friday morning (yeah, still awake.) my throat started hurting. My mom warned that I would get sick because I sleep from 3-5 AM usually now. I know it's bad, I do! But I can't stop it now, it's a bad, bad habit. By the time I went to sleep, it was hurting more. When I woke up, it hurt to talk. So, throughout the day, it kept getting worse and worse. I got a stomachache from eating at lunchtime, too. It wouldn't stop hurting either, until I ate some chocolate at the dance show. I guess I'm taking dance for my elective next year, there's nothing else I'm interested in. Just have to change it now~ Dance show was so good, though.

it's one of those times where i wish i thought as deeply as my friends, and just didn't get the blatantly obvious things in life. it makes me think how much i need to grow up, in some way.

Anyway, I slept on the bus, woke up, throat hurt so bad. I got home and told my mom that I was sick, and she told me to just go to sleep. I have a new record: 6:30 PM - 6:30 AM. This morning, I could barely lift myself out of bed because I was so tired. And had a runny nose. And a headache. So, settled with watching Ageha tour until 9. I talked for a few minutes, and I sounded like Travis. (HAHA STFU YOU GAIZ) He's a boy from school that sounds...like a girl. I sounded like a guy going through puberty~ good god. Told my parents I was sick while smiling and bouncing up and down. I'm so retarded. My dad was scared. I swear, I haven't been sick in so long. It feels good to be sick, though, as weird as it sounds. I spent my whole day doing nothing. Ha, beat that procrastination.

I'm going to start my homework eventually. Japanese is getting to my head. I think of some of these sentences in the language. I forgot everything this week. My wireless internet has been horrible, too. I'm kinda scared of going on the computer because I know that I'm going to get stuck.

Aha, I'm sick~ i sniffle every few seconds, grab a tissue, sniffle again. complaints are so easy to go through, really.

did the streetlights really sparkle?

勿忘草; w-inds.

This is becoming such a bad habit. What is it, 3 AM again? It's having an adverse effect on me, too. Mainly my fault.

Naps and procrastination are bad for the last five weeks of school. I want out. Now.

ama'jin.

sometimes, i wish i knew how to sort out my life. you know, one part school, one part social, one part everything else that's needed for a content me. wish i was like that.

i'm working on my outline due tomorrow, finally. i actually liked getting the "what?! you didn't do your homework?" etc. looks today. nice and refreshing. i'll stick with this right now. i'm floating, baby, i got an unbelievable 100 and 95 duo for the recent history test. but i'll work hard for the next one, for sure.

sensei handed me a pile of worksheets for Japan Bowl next year. tell you the truth, i'm excited. not the same feeling for the work though. ugh, te form?!

wfl forums is back. the forum that lighted my w-inds. fandom is finally back. i am so happy, but i'll be stuck on the internet again. ha, whaa~at?!

parents are out at ate's graduation reception at home. congrats for graduating college~! good luck.

drama i/a was so amusing. we played guesstures, which i haven't played since 10 years of age? ffttt. arters put me in charge of scoring, and i do not know how to tally. HAHA. so uh, there were the ama'jin ninjas (with confused whats?! from soto and jenny.), the purple mangoes (my team. travis said 'skanks' and arters yelled. bah.), and the cuban cigars (one word: czander). so amusing.

la, homework. i am amazed by my broadband internet, really.

ah haha.

I DIDN'T DO THE PROJECTS I SAID I WAS GOING TO DO AGAIN. And I'm in full-on panic mode. Going to Church in an hour or so, too. ahhhh.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, MOMMY. Sorry Tatay and I bought your present at Rite-Aid, I told him that we should have gone to the mall. We should order from Applebee's later.

So. Madzii was here for more than an hour earlier. I caught her up with the fandom, and we talked for a little bit. Mark's got a PSP. Ryohei's still in love with Cameron Diaz. I haven't done my homework (except for science notes, but who's counting?)

DBSK fandom is dangerously going up, albeit very slowly. Very, very slowly.

Oh boy.

overdoing it.

cross my heart; the rocket summer

So. I have the whole weekend to do homework. HAH. Like I'm actually going to do it, the freaking laptop's in my room. I really wish finals would be finished soon. School decided to postpone it, and I have more time to worry.

Surprisingly, I took a break yesterday. *collective gasp* Went to Sarah's house for Naz's surprise fifteenth birthday party. For two hours, there were teenagers milling around Sarah's small kitchen cooking a delicious array of food. We took a trip to cityline before that. The Fil-Am store makes me so happy. I want to go back and get a frozen coconut drink again.

Party was nice. I haven't hung out with my friends outside of school in such a long time, and my parents actually realized that. They let me stay until before 11. I have no idea what I did yesterday; it was a mess of rushing, buying, squealing over food and rubber ducks, rolling sushi, "IT'S HOT MO'FUCKERRR D:", off-key happy birthday song, cupcakes, swelteringly hot houses, cool porches, pokemon, ice cream, wii, and barely any pictures.

We all have a tendency to forget when it's something like yesterday. Take a party a la fun buffet, kmart, and petland.

I woke up at 4:30 this morning to the garbage trucks and a horrid stomachache. I went back to sleep around 7 after the computer again. I'm so addicted to the internet. At piano earlier, there was a spider on the keyboard. I hate spiders, and I kept messing up notes while playing because it was crawling on the keys. So scary~

Mother's Day is tomorrow. Haha, yay.

failed

kitto daijoubu; ARASHI

I have been dragged into yet another JE group. Ah, why? They're all colorful and rainbow-y and they love each...other. Yeah. Er. I'm watching First Message concert clips on youtube, so I'm fine. w-inds. were so cute when they were 15-16. So little and aw. Give you my heart makes me want to just...aw. Be young again, you three. Do domething acoustic or acapella for concerts. Come on~

Failed in the sense of life, not school. I stabbed myself with my mechanical pencil by accident for the first time today. I have a habit of holding it in my mouth when I'm not using it, and we were in the media center. I think I was in the middle of wanting to hit somebody or laughing, and I swung my arm around. The back of my hand hit the tip of the pencil hard; drew back and saw a little hole in my hand.

It hurts a lot. There's graphite in my bloodstream, huh. It's swollen and infected, I think. Ow.

I watched the drama coffeehouse after school, just because Ms. Arters wanted us to. Hey, I was curious as well. Actually, it went by pretty fast for an hour and thirty minutes. The monologues made Jean and I come dangerously close to tears, at which Steven was laughing at her. I'm happy they didn't call me up to do anything. They're pretty believable, too; they tried to make us believe that they were fighting, but I believed it until Ms. Arters got into the fight. Observant? I had a good time, anyway.

I have the habit of falling asleep in the bus near my stop now, so I'm trying to be careful. I always sit by the window, so it's like sleeping in the sun. Remind me to do that this summer.

Yet again, it's near midnight and my usual situation with homework is still here. At least it's a little better; I'll start worrying on the weekend.

I'm just sitting here watching the performance, and I'm smiling. Smiling to the point that my heart feels a little bit lighter in a while. Mmm, I can't say anything to that. This is wonderful.

Hi, textbooks, how are you doing?

[edit]
Apparently, I have something to do with Kyohei Kaneko. Michi was searching his picture on google, and MY XANGA PICTURE came up on the fourth page.

J-boy? LOLLL. PRICELESS!

and yet again.

ZAN; Kizuna

Akiko~ You rock so much for showing this band to me; they're so cute, I want to meet them, too! I need to take a trip to Brooklyn's botanical gardens next year. Sakura blossoms are so pretty, and I'd have a day with my camera. Haven't been there since 5 years of age.

I woke my mom up this morning and nagged her for my straightener. My hair is so cool and straight I like playing with it, it just goes back to how it was before and asjlksdga; Asian straight hair! Jean kept playing with it during math, haha. I wish I could straighten it every day. once i figure out to get a picture up with my retarded memory card~

So, last night I went through the usual routine of wake up - study - sleep - wake up again - homework - sleep - wake up again - scribble - study- sleep - wake up - panic about not studying. I finished my Japanese homework at 3 in the morning, too. I STILL NEED TO DO IT BECAUSE I WAS SLEEPING FROM 6-9. Guh.

I actually did well in today's history test. breee~zed through the fill-ins for once. I was ecstatic; Mr. History Teacher, you're not getting me down this time. Even though you gave us two 20-page outlines due in less than two weeks.

Volleyball without Doris. Kid, get better, our class is missing one person, and it's so weird. We won 5 out of 5 again, playing with the juniors. We're used to our 'ghetto volleyball' version during gym that we had to adjust to the new rules. Heh. So, we need to schedule a pool day soon; I want to go swimming! I'm diving into the deep end of the pool, ffft. I miss swimming.

Ryohei, I am going to hit you over the head. Don't tell the fangirls that you three are recording something; on second though, plz do. Boy, it better be a single. He's like Keita, "...I can't say anything about it --;" no, i want a new w-inds. release.

WE STARTED FACTORING IN MATH I AM SO HAPPY. And I officially signed up for Algebra II for the summer; I need to pass the test though. While we were cramming during lunch, I was squealing over the prospect of actually getting to calculus. I. Am. A. Math. Geek.

I had a bagel drenched in butter for breakfast. That was so good. guh. bagel. oh, and i told rob that his fly was open, and he was like, "yeah...the zipper broke, see?" I think that looked wrong from the other table. So then he stood up and called to Jean, going, "HEY JEAN XYZ." And she was so confused. So then, me, immersed in my fandom, goes:

trisha; OH HEY YOU KNOW IF RYOHEI SAW HIS GIRLFRIEND'S FLY OPEN, HE'D TAKE PICTURES WITH HIS CELL?!
riana, elena, and rob; ...wtf?! that's wrong.
trisha; ...so basically he's taking pictures of her crotch?
rob; ...WHAT.
riana; OH SO HE IS STRAIGHT!
trisha; ...*dead of lol*

...those are my wonderful wednesday mornings.

I'm just happy right now; i'm being so lazy. and it feels so riiiight. I have a quiz and I have not studied~ The kitchen is almost done, too. It looks smaller than it was before, that's wrong.

one pile, two pile, red pile, blue pile of homework.

top secret; w-inds.

I need to learn how to prioritize. I spent the past four, yes, goodness, four, on the internet and not doing homework. Yet, I did contemplate how much excessive studying I attempt on my part.

Procrastination is unavoidable! The government should proclaim it the next epidemic in the populace. Heck, maybe the U.N. could get involved. As much crap that I'm spewing out onto my blog right now, the world wouldn't be all good without our good, old, lazy selves.

I wrote a header! It's a big improvement. I feel like sporking Mr. History Teacher because two outlines in two weeks plus pre-final studying will lead me to sporking myself. Spork.

Spork. Spork. I am undoubtedly amused by that word right now, and am immediately reminded of my dear mom asking, "Chy? What do you call those spoon and forks put together?" "A spork?" "Ohhhhh. SPORK. (insert happy-omg-i-remember-hahaha laughing here)"

And I laugh along.

Verbals and grammar, you are a bunch of guh, go away now. Thank you.

Stir textbooks, worksheets, and other school-related material in a big pot filled with worry and a heaping helpful of procrastination. Every few hours, add a pinch of fandom and giggling. Usually finished in the wee, almost dawn-cracking hours of the morning. You have got my study habits in a little recipe, thank you very much.

And now, I feel like I've gained some sort of literary license. Right.

"good hustle!"

be my love; clazziquai

For the longest time, I've been wanting an excuse to use 'good hustle!' I've fallen in love with playing volleyball in school. I'm biased, yes, sort of, because my team is amazing. Hey, but I have to give the other team credit, they've been improving. Only one loss so far, haha.

However, in recent games, it's been so breakneckingly close to each other. Like, 20-20, and then we have to win by two. There was this one time where we actually went up to 27. It was so nerve wracking, it kept getting tied, and we kept missing, but we won. My serving has gotten worse, but I can actually hit the dang ball over the net now. Kind of. I mean, I dive sometimes, but hey. I can hit the ball, I just have to make it go forward, not up.

soooraaaaaaan bushiii. Multicultural's on the 22nd. We just seriously sorted out everything today. Ah, I can't forget some things because we added it on after watching the performance from last year. The Japanese exchange student from last year, Junpei, FLEW WHEN HE JUMPED. guh. i could have sworn he looked kinda like ryu, but not really. the hair? So goood~ We decided that we're dedicating the performance to PJ, who's sick (get better, kid) and Junpei.

I want an exchange student next year. SRSLY WAT. Last year they had a boy from Korea and Junpei.

We had another lock down drill during club. If it was real, we would have died with the loud sneezing, coughing, laptop pinging, giggling, haha. Being in the Japanese room for the lock-in is horrible~

I've been thinking; I really need to get over to New York one weekend with Mike because I want to take a dance workshop. Pfft, yes, I haven't danced in years, and who the hell knows how my hip-hop is because I never tried it before. But still, I wanna try it. Terrified, though. So terrified. They're so cool and ahh.

I feel so stressed out and shdjahsdf. I think it's because I think I'm not doing well in school. My brain is doing weird things to my body again, so I have to change the way I think again.

I'm going to be sleeping really late for the next few weeks. I just died in the bus earlier; I slept at 4 AM. I didn't want to sleep early, which is weird because I need the sleep.

I hate the particle に. fadgashdlaf with the sentences.

sunday afternoon

this love; big bang

They invited me upstairs. I WANT TO PLAY POKEMON. AND WII. I'll finish the history of Russia and weather, though. And a chapter of Japanese. I go through a chapter of Japanese per week, by homework. Haha. Keita, I'll beat you to learning English.

Probably not.

So, talking to one of my friends on Livejournal, Teej, I have named my electronics. Cell phone's Changmin, iPod's Kibum, HD's Ken, and laptop's Ryohei. I feel so spechul. Ryohei has less than 400 MB left, so I have to go work on that for the next few weeks or so. BUT, Ken is still in my living room. So, uh.

And so begins the endless gigglefits.

I finally joined dbsg on livejournal, and my DBSK fandom has skyrocketed. Junsu and Yunho are amazing at dance. Yunho. Guh.

The kids running up and down the stairs are going to hurt themselves.

I served for the second time this month this morning. I love serving with Kendric and Michael, fifth and sixth grader. Wah, they're so cute and flaily. Michael got taller, d'aw.

fufufu. Back to (trying) to study.

Inferior.

Stupid girl, what have you done. This is what you get for pushing everything away again.

Go back on the internet, since it's the only you got right now.

cinco de mayo.

stay close, don't go; secondhand serenade

I have no understanding of Spanish whatsoever. Though today does remind me of a Dora episode I saw when I was 6. Ergh.

I slept at 3 AM, woke up at 9 AM. I felt so refreshed, ate breakfast, played piano, took a inhumanely long shower, and procrastinated some more.

Saturdays are lovely days. After piano and a mini Reese's, I got dragged to Lowe's to pick out some things for the new kitchen. I really want to see what it looks like when it's done. Picking out tiles is a strenuous experience. Ha. I was playing with the doorbells, too. Did you know they can ring different tunes? I played one and it had 'Jingle Bells,' or some other Christmas carol. How quaint. I was playing with them for a good, long time while staring at the water fountains.

So, I got the JUNON May Issue last month, and translations are up. I bought it because I read "deeto manyuaru" (date manual) on the cover. Ryuichi and Keita are sweethearts. As for Ryohei, I have an overwhelming urge to take one of my books and smack him repeatedly on the head with it. Picky liar.

Love him, still. Really. A sweetie, still. Though you know, if I dated him, he'd break up with me. Multiple times. :x I pick on the boy too much. Oh, life, sweet, complicated life.

My laptop's hard drive has less than 533 MB left on it. My external hard drive is sitting underneath the rubble of a fridge door, and I don't feel like crawling to get at it. I have the urge for more music, as usual, but I can't do anything. I'm so lazy. I have to empty that thing out, too. There's so much crap and repeats on it. Speaking of music, I've been listening to acoustic and alternative and whatever my friends listen to. It makes me somewhat okay inside. That's perfectly fine.

Oh, and my excursions in random dieting had paid off. I lost 10 pounds from x. What a concept, getting smaller.

Hey, look, homework.

the clock tells me it's night.

more than a love song; augustana

I feel freaking blind without my glasses on. My tired old eyes need a break. Old, right.

Today was a half day; the water main broke down at the construction site again, and no water in the school. Again. Second time this week, but we actually got out. We were in Ameruoso's class when we were discussing it. "Send vibes into the cosmos to have school closed~ VIBES. Why are you raising the roof?" What in the heck was that? Ameruoso knows so many 'modern' things, yeah? So, uh, we got out early. Bus rides with the windows open on a nice day feel so surreal. Most of my friends traversed to Bayonne to watch Spiderman 3. Some part of me says that I should have gone, but I wouldn't have been able to. I just feel like crap nowadays.

There's a lot of stuff to do on this computer. It's just so pitiful.

My week was good. Not great, but hey. Monday and Tuesday night was filled with being cranky, bitchy, and working on a mosaic. It came out okay, but it's kind of messed up because it's in the doorway of the classroom. I flew a kite on Monday. I haven't done that since I was five, and even so, I can't remember that. When was it so hard to do that? And run. I guess I'm really that out of shape. We were watching Gokusen after-school. Something compels me to punch Jun in the face when he yells in dramas.

Wednesday, I caught up on sleep at home. The hour of volleyball was good, too. I dove for the ball, and you know what? It went over. HA. I'm not that bad. We had a lock-down that day, too. I was almost sitting under the table in Ms. Ibrahim's room. Riana and I fell asleep, or as much asleep as being squished lets you. I ate breakfast in the morning, actually.

Freshman came Thursday. The bus was packed, the school was full of new faces. I looked, and realized that I'm getting up there. I'll be a sophomore next year, and I really am terrified somewhat of that concept. Slowly, it'll come to me. Just let me survive this long next month of freshman year.

Math teacher realized that I should be in Geometry this year. Something of the sort. I wish I was, but I can't do anything of it.

Lately, I've been feeling tired and out of it all the time. I know I should be working, but I feel as if I always have more work than everyone else. Throwing things out of proportion. I could be, I wouldn't know, even though I'm talking about myself.

Here's to the next 6 weeks of freshman year left.

painted.

HIGH G.K LOW PV; GReeeeN

What in the heck, these kids are so cute. I want to be able to dance like them!

Anyway. I finished all my work in computer early again. I have a lot of homework to do when I get home. I have a science test later, too. I need to study for that. This morning, I crawled under the broken fridge door and the tablecloth covering my laptop desk to get the charger.

I don't want to go home. That means that I have to do homework, then. I haven't had anything (as in plans) or anything else for the last few weeks. I have no life~

I painted my nails black. It looks so weird because my hands are chubby. My henna started to fade, too. It took me a good 3 hours or so to paint them, haha, wtf? I'm not inclined to self-beautifying. Or nail painting. With my retarded left hand. Yay?

The freshmen came yesterday. Apparently, there's one that looks like me. I'd like to see that. Peter's on our bus, buy Mary and Shannon are on the other one. I'm mad that some people are going to have to take another bus next year too. Yesterday, the bus was so full. Sarah, Jean, Krasti, and I were all sitting in a three seater. Four to a three.

I'd rather not think about homework. I still have wednesday and thursday to get off my head. Guess I'm going on again after school.

nearly 7 am.

goodbye waves and driveways; the rocket summer

good morning~ I fell in love with another song again.

Woke up at 6 AM, parents had to leave realy early. I like waking up early, somehow. I'm not a morning person, so I can't. But still, I woke up and had the weirdest urge to go jogging. Outside. Right.

Yesterday was good, thank god. I've been on and offline for the whole week. Barely online, really. My laptop desk is blocked by the dismanted fridge door, so I had to climb over all the couches to get to this thing. I love my wireless internet; I'm too sleepy to move the fridge door. It's heavy.

Freshmen are coming today; I meant to help out with the orientation, but maybe next year. I wanted to do this year since I knew a few of the freshmen. I'll go stare them down in the bus.

Just kidding. But I know I'm going to bother Rob to go over Japanese with me or something. I'd like to see how they're going to come out next year; and hope I don't see some people. Oh, boy.

There's this overwhelming feeling of how I'm missing, ovelooking something right now, every single day. I can't figure it out, though. It's been bothering me. With stress, when I'm doing something else, it's so amazing to forget you have work and just focus on something else. I work too hard, I agree with everyone else, but it's like I have something else to do. Which I don't. Point of it all, I'm confused.

Ah, okay. Going to try and catch up in the fifteen minutes I have.