together as one

so, it's the end of the year, the end of the decade.

i can't even believe what happened these past 10 years. SO much. SOSOSOOS OSO much.

fuckin' phenomenal. best decade ever... yet.

just when you think nothing can get any better, it always does

gotta keep that optimistic mentality with you all the time

i've learned ALOT this decade, this year especially and i've matured sooo much to the point where i look back at myself from back in the days and ask "that was really me? what the efffff" hehe

i've met sooo many amazing people this year, you really have no idea

it's as if we're all puzzle pieces and i just happened to luckily come across the ones to complete the whole picture. still some missing pieces though, as always o'course!

elementary school, middle school, high school... the transitions between these eras of my childhood life was just fuckin incredible. elementary... was surely an interesting experience. i've had 7 playdates, wore hip-hop baggy clothes, and was the weirdest kid you would ever meet.

middle school was more of a hibernation/hermit crab phase for me. shy as fuck, antisocial, quiet, and was one of those kids that would hang out in the library since i didn't really have people to hang out with.

but here comes high school. where the shell cracked and i become this totally opposite dude that starts makin shit crackin. crazy ass foo, das all i can say ahahaha

so pretty much, i think it's safe to say.. i had a great run. best decade.. yet. i can't even imagine what the 10s are going to be like. the evolution of music, fashion, politics, friends, school, and life above all. it's interesting that fads usually have about a 10 year span to them. but anyhoo, all i can say is, i can't fuckin wait and i'm stoked to see whats to come. throw away what you don't need to make room for whatever comes next. i'm not going to make resolutions only because i know i won't live up to them, and that i found out its best to just keep life spontaneous. i didn't plan shit out these past few years and everything turned out to be bomb.com. so, the 00's was awesome, but BRING ON THE 10's BAEBAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

p.s. i got a zebra snuggie for xmas. what aboutchu? :)

HAPPY THANKSGIVIN

HAPPY THANKSGIVING/TURKEY GENOCIDE DAY YALLLLL

Soooo excited. Hopefully this time, I'll get a legit one.

Last year, I had KFC, french fries, and some strawberry jam AND had to finish up my UC apps, so there were barely any thanks going around

ghetttooo nonetheless vurry vurry yummy

ah! my mama just came in through the door with some groceries

GOTS TO GO

HAVE AN AWESOME THUNKSGIVIN EVERYONE

p.s. I have an electro blog. elektrosapien.blogspot.com

check it out!

THE END

Hey dawggsssss

Sooooo, I think I'm gonna stop with this personal blog and create a music blog, mainly focusing on electro, but maybe I'll throw in some indie and whatnot.

I'll keep you posted!

BB

I feel like I never get a break from drama.

Parents on the bridge of filing for divorce, failing grades, and now BB, the coolest cat ever.

We haven't really been paying much attention to her.. I've just been so busy with school and trying to ease the tension between my parents, ya know?

BB had a very bad case of the fleas. She was completely covered with them and I saw blood under her left ear. It was really bad. It was no wonder I didn't see her. She was in pain and she was just there under the bed sleeping in her own hammock the whole time (Yeah, she sleeps in a hammock on the sheets under my parent's mattress haha). She eventually came out, and because of her fleas, our home was infested. It was disgusting. We called the exterminator and they're coming on the 17th, but yeah. I guess my parents just couldn't handle the extra pressure. Their bedroom is completely fuddled with fleas.. She wakes up with tons of flea bites everyday. It's driving her even more over the edge.

I wanted to send BB to get her groomed and get some flea medicine applied on, but my parents just didn't want to spend extra bucks. They basically just threw her away as if she was trash.. But then again, if our circumstances were much better, I'm sure they would've done all they could to save her. It was just a bad time.

Anyways, they sent her to the animal shelter and left her there.. It wasn't easy to let them get my permission to let BB go, but considering our familial and financial situation, it was for the best.

I wonder if she's thinking about us right now... Anyways, I hope everything works out for her. I feel guilty for letting something that's done nothing but good for the family just be tossed away.

I miss you and your adventurous, crazy, self. I'm sure you'll find a better family soon.. Think of it as an adventure.

I will surely miss chasing you around, cleaning after your toilet paper confetti mess, catching you drinking from the toilet, scratching my door, watching you play with the fake mouse, and seeing you dash towards your bowl whenever I pour food.

Will never forget you

Love,

your best friend since birth. DBae

part of the weekend never dies

"what's a four letter word for the most legendary weekend ever? It ain't epic... it ain't sick... it's HARD. oh sheeeeeit" -bae

Ahh, the weekends. What will we do without 'em

This weekend was just.. pure legend. Every second is worth talking about. I can't even summarize what happened

Twas all a fmly reunion. I even got to see people I haven't seen since graduation!

Friday was awesome, but it started out blehh... Filled with drama llamas. A friend of mine got his and his friend's tickets snatched while in line. He ran after him and got into a fistfight, but his glasses fell off. He was blind without 'em, so that ass got away. On top of that, one of my friends lost her ticket on the way. J found a legit ticket on the floor while in line, but found out that the ticket he bought for $130 was counterfeit, so he took it instead. She had no choice but to stay behind and her boyfriend stayed with back at Randy's.

Fackin' shady people dude. Whatever happened to reppin' PLUR (Peace.Love.Unity.Respect)?

My favorite DJs that night in this order: 2ManyDJs, Bloody Beetroots, Deadmau5

2ManyDJs was just funfunfun. He covered all aspects of music including rock, hiphop, 90s elektro, and even some slow jams. Hah, my hero.

Bloody Beetroots.. all I can say is WOOP WOOP!

Deadmau5.. I guess I was just too hyped up for him. I mean c'mon, I listen to this dude's music everyday, he has such a massive following of fans, and his music is just ART. I was a little disappointed of how he was live. But ya know, he's young. In a few years, he'll hit the textbooks, yo. But yeah, even more disappointed that my perception was enhanced when he played (if ya know wha I mean heheh :] )

After that, AFTER PARTYIN' IT UP! I had some really dank 420.. Blueberry kush. One HUGE hit from a bong and I was GONE. Like, two levels above faded. If there is such a thing. Not even in a dimension. I felt like a dimension was being exploded to birth. Slow as fuck, and everyone was mufflin-talkin. Knocked out?

Saturday, woke up with a smile, went home, took a shower, and then it was back at Randy's. The group was much smaller since they were going to Monster Massive. Watched some Footloose (This movie is so 80s. AHA) while waiting and the budddddies finally came. Got there, and to my surprise, Deadmau5 was playing again! Ahoy! I was flubbergusted (spell?) and excited, cuz I could listen to him with perception-enhancing substances now! STOKED AS FUCK!

We all got in, did it, and went to go see who was playing. Major Lazer played and man, he's sooooo good. Diplo and Switch, what can go wrong? His set made me feel like I was in a rave in Jamaica. Oh man, one day that'll happen, but yeah. EPIC EPIC EPICKPKDSIJD! Everything was a blur afterwards (Hahaha). Lili and I were chillin' for a bit, and spontaneously found the weirdest/chillest place down the stairs of the Shrine. I think we went backstage or something. I dunno, but we weren't supposed to be there. We went down these stairs and found this dressing-roomish place. Mirrors and lights, sinks and dripping water. It was completely silent.. kinda hard to believe since there were 938395839 dancing&screaming people just a level right above us. We heard a little bit of the song through the pipes going through the ceiling.

We called that place the "White Room". Poetic, hah.

We went up and listened to Deadmau5. He was definitely better the second time. <3

I met lots of chill people, though there was this guy trippin' really bad on shrooms there..

Advice: Don't do shrooms at concerts/raves/places where there are a lot of people you don't know!

Again, everything was a blur. My favorites of that night in order: Basement Jaxx, Modeselektor, Deadmau5, Justice, Major Lazer. :))))))

AFTER PARTYIN' IT UP AGAIN cept this time was better. Hahahaha, not going into details.

This weekend was amazing, and I fuckin' can't wait for TAO (Together As One). For those of you reading, if you've never been to a rave/DJ concert before, you should! It's definitely an experience you should try once in yo life.

NEW YEARSSSSSS ahhhhhhh only two months..

Hard NYE vs TAO? Idk.. but it's for me, it's TAO for nao.

Club Row & Halloween

So, today was Club Row (for Venice students, it's exactly like Club Expo. For those of you who don't go/haven't gone to Venice, too bad). I'm in this club called I.D.E.A.S. for SMC. It's a really tight club, though I'm the only non-Latino in there... I've had thoughts about leaving, but I felt kinda pressured since I added diversity to the club. ahahaha

So yeah, Club Row was raddd. I was a walking billboard carrying a corn-shaped sign and twirling it around. We had a decent DJ playing ghetto songs, but it got way better when he started playing MJ. Everyone gathered in front of the DJ stage and started dancing. It was too epic, and SMC actually felt like college for once. Course I joined in hehehe, but the real party started when the DJ started playing jerk songs. Ohhh mannn, errbody get out the way biatchesssss, and course I jerked it with mah fellow black homies (I was literally the only non-Black jerkin') stank leg, reject, ooh man gooooood times. THIS IS WHAT COLLEGE SHOULD BE LIKE. Not that antisocial BS! ARGHHHH yes.

We had this costume contest and the winners were Bruno, Frankenfurt (?? He was some dude from Rocky Horror Picture Show), and a dude wearing Hello Kitty. From that, you can obviously see why they won haha.

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HALL OH WEEENIE

Halloween's coming uppppp, my favorite holiday! It's my favorite because I get to see people be creative and wear costumes, candy, parties, and just the whole scary-theme thingie majig. This Halloween will be especially awesome since I'm going to the DJ concert (I don't consider it a rave nor do I consider myself a raver. I go for the music) Haunted Mansionnn oh FUCKKKK I know this weekend will be epic, but something's telling me it's going to be legendary. Damnnnn, my mind's gonna get fuckin' blown. Like it's going to get the best blowjob ever. Ahaha lameee joke.

My parents were trying to make me go to this thing at church called "Holyween". Wear angel costumes and praise the lord? UHHHHHHHHHHHH no thanks. THEY can go to that. But it would be kinda interesting seeing adults wearing wings and halos singing to the lord. Oh man, that might actually be a trip.

Speaking of costumes, I still haven't gotten mine. I want to get a skeleton costume since I'm going to be Dannie Darko, but I'm so damn broke... sheeeeit.

Five finger discount time!

HARD

Hard Haunted Mansion is makin' me go hard, ya'll.

Fuck, I'm so damn stoked for it, you have NO FRAJICKIN IDEAAA asdfjkljlkasdkj

It's in a week... 6 days to be specific... 137 hours to be even specificer... 8,220 minutes to be specificest... 493,200 seconds to be at no-life status...

Jeesh, I think I like the "one week" more, 493,200 seconds just sounds like an eternity to me

BUT ANYWAYSSSS, 1 more week. 1 more week. 1 more week.

For those of you who don't know what Hard Haunted Mansion is, it's a DJ concert. Many people call it a rave, but I beg to differ. Raves are more like... Electric Daisy Carnival and Monster Massive. The lineup is amazing this year. The DJ's I'm stoked to see this year: Friday - Deadmau5, Bloody Beetroots, Don Rimini, and Danger. Saturday - Modeselektor, Crookers, Basement Jaxx, and Justice.

Oh damn. I just jizzed. Epic nightS, here I fuckin' cum.

muzik

Let's go listen to some art

Let's go listen to a story

Let's get our lives to start

Let's get rid of our misery

Let's go get some hearts

Let's partake in some history

Let's get out of the dark

Let's hear life and hear its beauty

^Random poem that I just thought of at 2:35 am. Jeesh, I'm crazzaayzyy.. but that's what music does to you. It's a fuckin' drug, and I get high off of it errrrrrday. ERRRRDAYYYYY.

I should stop before I overdose...

Nah.

screenwriting

Sooooo, I'm taking a Screenwriting class at SMC, but I only enrolled because it was a prerequisite for the classes that I wanted to take... and man, it's fucking tight. The teacher's passion is so infective and awesome, that it's really made me enthusiastic about learning it. I've had only two assignments and the first one was basically having an idea about a documentary and your strategy in carrying out the organization of the doc. I decided to do it on war veterans and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. It's a really important, but often overlooked issue in society. Look it up!

Anyways, now our current assignment is to make a script, and I thought of a doggone idea for it. Basically about a girl that travels around the world to spread her mother's ashes. It'd be like if American Beauty had a child with Into the Wild. That sorta fashion and yaddi yaddi yadda.

I can't wait to start writing, producing, and directing my own films. Hopefully, I do become successful. I'm not doing it for the money - I just have a lot of messages that I want to spread to the world, and when I do make a film, I'm not going to star superficial celebrity hotshots.

Fuck that. I'm going to call up mah homies and cast original/typical/regular people. It'd be dope if I could reunite with my friends and make films and be like kids again.

Dang, dare to dream DBae, dare to dreammmmm.

...

...

But then again, dreams can come true.

SEE YA'LL ON THE BIG SCREEN! AIIAYAIIAIA

ADD

Oh jeeeesh, da hell is wrong with mehhh

I should be writing an English essay right now. It's due in 8 hours, ZOINKS

I'm so lazy right now...

It's either I'm super lazy or I have ADD

Seriously, I write one sentence, my mind wanders off, and the next thing I know I'm on Youtube watching trailers for 80s B-horror films and clips of hamsters in balls playing bowling

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SMC sucks, I'd rather just get a job and work as an intern rather than go through with all this bs lagging my plans

arghhhh

okay. essay time.

and by essay time, i mean watching hamsters play bowling.

fuck. im retarded

pshhhhhhh

SMC started several weeks ago, and it's been decent

I'm taking English, Math, Film, and Philosophy

I don't know what I did, but I ended up having awesome teachers who know how to teach and don't assign much homework. Jackpot

English-Mr. Zehr He's sooo tight. He has such passion for English. He bounces around class and shiet; fuckin energizer bunny. He'd be the perfect teacher if only he doesn't use the socratic method and forces people to volunteer in answering his questions. Kinda hard when you read such difficult literature and expect to fully analyze it within minutes YEAHHHH okay.

Math- Mr. Emerson... he's sofa king boring. Like seriously ZZZZZzzzz status. I've slept EVERY SINGLE DAY in his class, it even surprises me. Ask Rachel or Marco, seriously. I think I'm the only one that sleeps in his class, too. I don't know how the other classmates do it, there I wake up with drool over my face with squinty eyes and I see all the classmates smiling waving around their arms enthusiastically just dying to get their questions answered. I'm like hhahah wtffff

Film- Mr. Noland. Funnyman. He knows how to keep the class's attention and what class is better than watching movie clips and analyzing them? Fun, fun, fun. I'm so excited about my path in majoring in film. Dope.

Philosophy- Mr. Kamler, he's my favorite out of these batch. He has such a huge knowledge of philosophy, you should think twice about what you're about to say because chances are he will always have a better counterargument. He keeps making jokes about me coming into class 5 minutos late, though. He also brings his dog Honeybear. Love that dog. Too bad it got banned because one of his classmates was deathly afraid of dogs (WTF? I know) and other teachers complained that it was unfair, thus the superiors tellin' he can't bring him no mo. UGHUGHUGUGH, I'ma miss that bitch (HA get it?)

So yeah, teachers are great and no homework MAJOR PLUS

The campus is beautifullll. All the fountains and grassy areas and shit. It's a very comfortable environment, no doubt. It gets pretty ridiculous though. It's so high school. You have cliques everywhere, and people there are such rich bitches and snobby. People wear gaudy attire and you should take a look at the cafeteria. Everyone in their own groups laughing and eating, with teenage indie/rock music being blasted from speakers mounted on walls. Daa fuckkk, i know ahah.

Now as for the social life.... AHHAHAHHAH won't even get started. All I can say is that most of the SMCers have the "I came here to study, not to make friends" mindset. Kinda pathetic. I've been so outgoing to so many people, but they're so unenthusiastic and passive, I'm beginning to give up. I guess I've just been looking in the wrong place, since I've made some friends thanks to joining clubs. I joined the ballroom dance club and am learnin to salssaaa mmmm and waltzz weeeee and some other random dance genres. It's pretty tight. I also joined this I.D.E.A.S. for SMC club thanks to Brenda/Mariana/Marco pressuring me. Aha. That club's pretty tight, though... even though I'm the only non-Latino aha. Basically it's about undocumented students. Everything else is pretty much confidential >:D

Ummm so yeah, that's SMC for you.

R.I.P.

Sorry guys for not updatin' in a while
've been busy this summer...
All I can say is:
-Lili Raygoza is just too cool for words
-Food is sexy. If you haven't tried Chipotle, Taco trucks, & Mongolian BBQ, you need to get off your ass off that chair ASAP, and go chow down. NOW.
-Irregular sleeping patterns = acne dance party on mah face
-EDC was amaaaaazin' and Hard Summer didn't go so well, but the after party was just... =>
-ELECTRO MUSIK IS AWESOME
-Summer '09 wins my award for most shoplifts...
-LA's more beautiful than I thought
-etcetera

R.I.P. my blog? I figured it's a waste of time...

crapola

So, I have an F in World Literature (English) which is required to graduate...
Making up a few assignments might do the trick, but I did bad on tests, so now I have to make up even more assignments! Ahhh...
And she said that she's not taking anything more missing assignments after this Friday, so I have to make up all the assignments fast. Problem is, they're quite difficult to do. And sure, I can do things that I normally can't do when I put my mind to it, but it's hard to put my mind to things that I don't like doing.
I guess I can't complain because I'm the one who got myself into this shit, but you gotta admit, Ms. Votto's assignments are brutal. I guess I should start on it ASAP...
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I'm starting to love the Venice Grind. It has so many memories to it. I've been going almost every day recently, and it's one of my favorite places in Venice now. Inside there are a lot of middle-aged men and women who are usually seen with laptops writing away or editing photos, but the back is where all the magic happens. There are a lot of cool people that hang out there and the conversations are awesome. I dunno, it's something you have to experience for yourself.
Venice Grind. Visit sometime.
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I should really start on my English assignments.
MoRe To UpDaTe SoOn WoOoOoOoO

Sorry bout the hiatus

Sorry bout the hiatus guys!
Combo of laziness and busy-ness kicked in. Arghh..
Let's see what's there to say...
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PROM? Yeah, prom.
I really hate how the school complicates things. It's as if they don't want us to have a good education or a good life here. One of the things I was really excited about being a senior was prom.
THE teenage event. The night every kid won't forget. All that flashy clothes, hawt music, and sheeeit.
Now? I'm less than looking forward to it. I'm going with low expectations that's for sure.
The school is making us go through this pain-in-the-ass process of getting a blue slip signed and they only allow cash to purchase the prom tickets. Oh, and on top of that, for some reason we can't bring water bottles, eye drops, glow-in-the-dark items, and gum or mints to prom. Uh, okay.
First off, we're going to be sweating our asses off in a room where 23828389 other students are going to be, and I wouldn't like sweating in a rented tux, so I don't see why water bottles are taboo to bring. Do they think we're trying to sneak in vodka or somefin?
Eye drops? Well, a lot of students are wearing contacts. I don't see why this isn't allowed to be brung as well. Again, maybe they think we're trying to sneak in alcohol? But it's so fucking small. WTF
Glow-in-the-dark items? Wait. I don't get it. What's so bad about glowing? And it's not like we're going to be in the dark. At least, I hope we're not.
Gums and mints? HELLO MR. SCHOOL. IT'S PROM. People are going to be kissing and maybe doing something more intimate. Either way, I'm sure bad breath won't prevent make-outs. Oh well. But shit, this is so unecessary.
These rules.... 'nuff said.
$110 for prom tickets AND $55 for limo AND $60 for tux rent. SO FUCKING EXPENSIVE. PROM BETTER BE WORTH IT.
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I think my dad's having a mental breakdown again... He's going into that stage again. He doesn't sound like his usual self.
He suffers from schizophrenia and Type 2 Diabetes, so he sometimes would get these mental state fluctuations...
Unfortunately, it came during the time when I needed his help the most... And now, I feel like it's driving my mom crazy. She's definitely been screaming a lot more than usual.
I wonder if it all started because of my brother... Ugh, fuck that dude.
Anyways, I hope it goes away soon...
Some weird things he's been saying lately...
"I changed because God changed my personality and genes!" OH MY GOD, crazy.
"I'm not crazy!" Dad, crazy people don't know that they're crazy. That's why they're crazy.
And some weird signs...
He's been waking up WAY earlier, because he claims "God has made him healthier."
I'm sorry, but even though I'm atheist, a Christian can realize that my dad's nuts. Jeez dad.
Please return.
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So graduation is just around the corner, and I'm failing English. The required class to graduate. I'm basically fucked, because there is just SOOO much shit to do to get myself up to a D. Ms. Votto is a great teacher and all, but she gives us TOO much work. Literally TOO much work. AP English, I'm not so sure about, but for Honors English?
OH BOY.
Hopefully I manage to pass the class... It would suck phenomenally if I end up not graduating. My life would be living hell... Fuck.
SO MUCH SHIT TO CATCH UP ON AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! FML.
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So I went to SMC for counseling and all, and unfortunately, that shit was no help. I waited an hour and ended up getting a meeting that lasted 5 minutes. Her name was MS. Quinonez or some shit, and all she did was just ask me about my major, click some things on the internet, and drink some cola crap. Bam. Done.
Thanks lady. Big help, you were.
So, I went through all the classes of what I wanted and should take. I enrolled in English, Math, Film Studies, and Philosophy. Definitely excited for the latter two.
I'm kinda excited about college now. I hear a lot of mixed feelings about SMC... I hear the campus is really pretty and most of the professors are really good, but I hear the parking completely sucks and you basically have no social life because people here are reserved in their own cliques and are close-minded which I totally am not. But let's see.
I'll put my charisma skills to the test.
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OH YEAH! OAKGROVE!
To be honest, Oakgrove wasn't as good as I thought it to be. And I had pretty low expectations...
A lot of first-timers came, so that was kinda a part of the reason why. They didn't really step out of their comfort zones and just hung around with people they already knew.
I got in trust group 2 with two council members which was pretty cool. David and Will. Both great people. The rest of the members were Alec, Jasmine, Angelica and alumni Sara. <3 style="font-style: italic;">at all. I did get close with a few people though.
Lili and I dancin' to some electro tunes and saying weird things (We were tired) and making inside jokes (PFOOOOO/The reward is cheese!)
I went with some friends to see the sun rise which sucked as well..
I didn't know the sun took SO long to rise! Hahhaa. It took 40 minutes for it to finally go up, and we saw it for only a minute when it finally came up. Wowzers.
Anyways, Oakgrove in general was different. It always is different, but it was different in the negative sense. It was still good, but it definitely had the potential to be immensly better.
I'm going to miss it :(
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You guys, we need to come up with a senior prank ASAP!
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My fingers hurt. I'm tired. Peace out homies.

Kevin Cooper

Btw guys, for all you readers that attend Venice High School (No, seriously though. I feel like this blog only has two visitors...), there's gonna be a sit-in for 1st period only.
For those of you who don't know, LAUSD was cutting budgets therefore laying off teachers and increasing class sizes. To remedy this, Obama gave LAUSD $400 million. Instead, LAUSD is taking the ultraconservative move and is planning to use only a portion of it, which totally contradicts the main reason why Obama even gave them money.
Teachers wanted to strike. LAUSD feared it was going to be disruptive, so they sent this to court.
Court declared it illegal for the teacher's union to strike and will fine $1000 to any teacher that does.
Since they can't strike, we're going to help them out a lil' bit and make a statement by sitting in. We will sit outside in the student lawn of our school, not goin to first period.
I feel like a lot of the students are just going to stay outside just to ditch class...
But whatever. As long as we get the message across.
Will make sure to take pictures. :)
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Today was awesome. After school, Amanda Navarro and I went to Century City to Creative Artists Agency.
It's the biggest agency in the world having clients like Brad Pitt, Steven Spielberg, any famous celebrity-you name it.
The agent we were going to meet was called Kevin Cooper. He talked to us in Ms. Votto's class basically about his journey of becoming an agent. Honestly, it wasn't that helpful but it was still interesting. He ran out of time, so I asked him if a friend and I can personally meet him and ask a few questions.
He agreed, and the appointment was at 5:15pm at CAA.
When I walked in, it was like holyshittomfgwhoa status. It was SUPER BIG and fancy. It's SO fancy, they don't have speakers for music. They freaking have people playing instruments. Like legit, orchestra.
Walked in, told one of the front deskpeople that we were there to meet Kev Cooper, told us to wait in one of the biggest waiting rooms ever.
Assistant came down, went up a nice elevator, got to me mr. cooper, talked for a long as time, and left, and ate Fuddracker mmmm burgers, then got picked up by papa, then dropped friend, went home, shit. nice day.
OAKGROVE TOMORROW.
I SHOULD PROBABLY BE PACKING RIGHT NOW!

AP Art History and FIRSTie

Listening to: a fan oscillating.
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So, today was the AP Art History exam. I thought it was at 8 am, but thanks to Kenji I found out the day before, so I didn't have to wake up earlier :] Kudos
I wasn't worried at all. I was going to make it a fun test, so it didn't matter to me.
We had this proctor dude, along with Ms. Reyes, who talked so fast, that no one understood him, so I didn't see the point in him talking if no one was listening to him or was able to listen to him.
That test was easy.
Maybe because I didn't know any of the questions and I just basically did Eenie Meenie Mainee Mo on every question or bubble in answers to spell out BADCABABC etc.
It was pretty fun.
The essay portion came, and this was where it got even more fun.
Before I answered the first essay question, I made a little note telling the reader to be cautious as my answers may cause one's IQ to drop significantly. I also warned them that they're in for some random facts, and that if they don't want to bother reading them then to just skip until the last part for a fine piece of artwork created by me.
After that, I just wrote about random facts. At least I hope they were facts.
For the majority of it, I just drew. My essay could be considered an artwork itself.
The next thing you know, you'd see students writing
1.) #24
2.) AP Art History Exam
3.) Boredom period, BAE
4.) 21st century Modern Doodle
5.) Masterpiece
on flashcards. Hah.
After that waste of time, I met up with a friend to get some tickets, but before that happened, we did some kush. Can't remember how many hits I did, but enough to make me feel the high.
I didn't feel anything the first five minutes, but then it got me about 10 minutes in.
I can't really explain the feeling, but it felt like I was dreaming. Every blink made me feel like time paused and resumed. I felt like I was floating/flying. Ma homie's car had an awesome stereo system and the best taste in music, so we were listening to it and feeling the vibrations all over my body. It felt soooooooooooooo intense.
We got out of the car and went to go do what we met up to do. We went to go buy tickets, and the cashier, an old black woman, knew the minute we walked in we were high. My friend asked for two tickets, but paid separately and somehow the cashier went like "You must be high... We have to speak the same language. Can you do that?"
I was like wtf. How'd she know so quickly. and my friend was clearly speakin English.
And that's when I started getting scared
I didn't know why I got scared, but my heart started beating and I started to sweat. It was soo weird. I was telling myself "dude, it's just an old cashier. chill daniel, chill."
Tickets cost $61.70, and I gave her $61.75, and out of nowhere I told her to keep the nickel change. I guess she sorta got offended by it. I didn't understand. I didn't want mah change back, but she started lmao'in and just gave it to me.
That was soo weird.
Got back in car. Listened to some more music.
Got some boba at Boba Time.
It was funny because when we were in line for Boba Time, I heard some familiar voices behind me. It was Kate, Kaitlin, and Amanda Chen. They were so into talking that they didn't notice my friend or me or my loud laughing.
They eventually noticed us.
OH, and of course there was the best moment.
We were looking at a flyer for EDC and we kept seeing it upside down on one side and fine on the our side. We kept flipping it around, but we later found out they were all in the same direction... Fail. Hahahaha.
Then went home, and my high faded away (haha get it?) just in time. Lucky.
Good day.
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OAKGROVE IN TWO DAYS
YAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYA

forgotten clothes and the brother's return

Currently listening to Ferry Corsten - We Belong (Tritonal Air Up There Remix)
Whoa, that's a mouthful.
Good song for all you techno/tranceophiles :)
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Yesterday I did the laundry with my pops, but had to leave in the middle because I had a bike trip with several friends planned.
[Riding your bike down an empty dark street alone listening to Sigur Ros is AMAZING. You feel so free and you really start thinking about philosophy and shit. It's a real good experience. Ya'll should try it some time!]
I came home, and I organized all my clothes and just threw 'em on my already messy and dirty floor (Seriously, what's the point of doing the laundry?), but I noticed that it was a smaller load than before. I was also missing a shirt and pajama pant that I REALLLLY loved. So much history together, and I searched my whole crib for half an hour with no results.
I thought some dude walked in the laundry room (I live in an apartment so we all gotta share) and just took some awesome clothes.
I asked pops what happened and he didn't know.
After another long time searching for the missing clothes, we came up with nothin'.
n0o0n000N0nn00!!
I asked him if he was sure he brought ALL the clothes...
Turns out he had a senile moment. He forget he had another load to get.
Yeah, so he basically left the soaked clothes inside the dryer.
Good thing, this neighborhood ain't ghetto.
So yeah.
REUNITED AND IT FEELS SO GOOOOOOD
Got my pJs and shirt back WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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So yesterday was the delayed release date for my bro from prison, but it turns out he was being diagnosed for Swine Flu.
I was like hollllllyyy sheeeit, what?
His cellmate had Swine Flu and was transported to a hospital. It was confirmed he had it, so they got my bro to go to the hospital. The medical staff confirmed he didn't have it, but just the common cold.
I don't know much more about it. His release date was extended to tomorrow.
Definitely not looking forward to that.
That medical staff better be right, because I most def do not want swine flu.
Anyways, I'm not gonna say much to him. Maybe just a glance. Maybe not...
Parents wanted me to congratulate him...
I was like wtf? Congratulate him for what? Making us go through all the pain and trouble, while he went skipping around with a baseball bat smashing car windows, dealing drugs, and racking up a $100,000 gambling debt finally getting the jail sentence he deserved after you guys spent a total of $50,000 bailing him out and hiring lawyers? Oh ho ho ho ho, you funny mom and dad, you fuuuuunnnny.
Can't understand why my parents are still SOOOO nice to him...
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OAKGROVE IN 4 DAYS
I don't know why, but I'm not as excited as before.
I mean I am excited, but... I'm not really anticipating it that much.
Idk.
All I know is I'm gonna make this the best Oakgrove for me, yet.
I have my ideas for magic notes and sheeit.
It's gonna be bomborama.
Council said they were going to decide who's in which group today, so I'm pretty sure they're done right now...
Yikes..
I really wonder which group I'm in..
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I wish I had a remote control that can control time like the movie Click, except minus the auto fast forward part.
I just want to fast forward to Oakgrove, rewind, then slo-mo, and then fast forward to Prom, rewind, then slo-mo, and then fast forward to Graduation, slo-mo when I get on stage, then double fast forward when everyone else goes on. Then slo-mo on summer...Oooh summer.
SO EXCITED.
SHIT.

everything's coming to an end... AHH!

Excuse the previous post. That wasn't meant to be read
The school's computers didn't allow me to save any typed work, so i had to post it up somewhere
If you have no idea what I'm talking about, then disregard the previous sentences and continue to think you're crazy
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Listening to MGMT - Kids. Appropriately titled!
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Tomorrow was the original day for my brother to be released from prison, but unsurprisingly his jail time was extended to May 10.
Basically, this random prisoner was trying to take my bro's food away from him.
He got mad and fought.
This is somewhat of a good news to me, definitely bad news to my parents. (The part about the extension, not the violence)
It's a really loooooooooong story why I don't like my brother.
I'm sure I wrote a post about it here on this blog.
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My papa and I just had a small little debate a few minutes ago about cigarettes and smoke.
My papa is a proud avid smoker who smokes about 90830982938209 cigs a day.
I don't know how he does it. He says he does it because it helps him relax, but actually it's quite different. You're addicted to nicotine, so once you replenish your need of some nicotine, you become back to normal.
I've been living with this for my whole life, and even though I'm fine with it now, what really gets me is the smoke and the temperature control.
We have a balcony that is the main source of ventilation in our living room, so we always keep it open.
Since mama and I don't want to have black lungs or cancer, we keep the balcony door closed when papa leaves to start huffin and puffin on those white slender deathsticks.
Remember the part about ventilation?
Yeah, it's starting to get hot now, and he's just selfishly enjoying the cool breeze while I'm stuck in the humid living room smelling the delicious odor of sweat.
UGHUGUGHUGGHUH, I just wish he could stop smoking.
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I just had some really good green tea boba.
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Excited for prom. It's gonna be bomb. Especially our plans for what's after prom. ;) hehehehe
(No, I'm not talking about sex)
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Ugh, I hate being too dependent on things... Like technology. I have 1000 channels and it's pretty hard to peruse through channels with a broken remote control. I now have to wait until we get a new one in the mail. Til then it's just pressing button after button on the cable box. Yippee.
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Something smells really wrong right now.
Gonna go see what my papa's cookin.

happy :]

Guys. I just want to say that music is fucking awesome. Seriously. Life would TOTALLY suck with out.

Currently listening to Hoppipolla by Sigur Ros. If you're ever in need to be happy, listen to that song. If you don't have it, download it.
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Secrets revealed! The girl that I asked to prom was... lo and behold! Saumya Deva.
Many of you may not know her, but she's awesome and nice. Bummed she's not goin to Oakgrove this spring!

I wanted the proposal to be equally as brilliant as the intercom one, and as said before, I happened to think of one while watching Cold Case Files. Basically, the idea was to lay dead on the floor with chalk drawn to my body's shape like a crime scene. Next to it would be the words "I'd die to go to prom with you, Saumya!"
LAME AND CORNY YAYAYAYA I KNOW. Good thing I didn't do that.
I just asked her after Econ... Basically it went along the lines of:
Me: "Dude! Saumya! Let's go to prom together!"
Deva: "Okay."

Yup. That simple. Funny.
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So, Ms. Komatsu called me up in class again today. Surprise.
Turns out I need 202 points to pass the class with a D. Ooooh.. yikes.
150 from tutoring, so that leaves 52. How I'm going to get that, I dunno. She told me to bring most of my tests though. Aish. I don't think I can find all of them, if not even one.

She also asked me if I was gonna take the AP exam. I said yeah, and her jaw dropped all the way to the floor. She suggested me to refund my exam, because she and I both knew that I was clearly NOT going to pass the test. Unless my eenie-meenie-maini-mo strategy miraculously works out, and there is this ridiculous low curve. She also said "I don't want you to drag down my pass rate!", but she was joking. Witty Ms. Komatsu!
I'm gonna get my refund tomorrow. Maybe I can cash it...
Hm. Nah. Parents need it more than I do.
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Zoinks. Oakgrove in about a week and a half. HELZZZZZ YEEEEE BOIIIIIIIIIIIII
Gonna be hella awesome, bros!
Hear there's a lot of new fresh faces.
eXcIteD fO' sHo YaAaAaA
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What's with the jerking these days?
Is it like a new fad?
I'm just getting into it, and now I hear there's this new leg move called the "Stanky Leg".
I can't even jerk, and now I'm gonna have to learn how to stank.
Next thing you know, a new dance fad with some name like jank or kank will be the new in.
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Mama is going crazy over these earrings she got as a gift.
It was one of those huge hooker-lookin earrings, except gold and had weird green stones on 'em.
Seriously, she looked like some Egyptian woman with an identity crisis.
But anyways, she was happy, and I couldn't lie to her saying she looked weirdo.
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DEAR SCHOOL, FINISH ALREADY. K BYE.

the results

So, yeah... Amy Lo decided not to go. I did feel a bit sad and angry when I got the text, because I would've preferred her calling me to let me at least know why she decided not to go. She said it wasn't because of me, but something else.. Curious to know!

Certainly is a bummer! It would've been totally awesome if we went. But it's fine. I'm sure she had a really good reason not to go.

So, I had some potential backups, but I realized that they were all taken. So far all you readers who don't have prom dates yet, GET THEM ASAP. LIKE SERIAZZLLY ASAP!
I have someone in mind to ask, and I'm pretty sure she's free and is wanting to go to prom.

I already have in mind how I'm going to ask, too. I don't want to give it away, but all I can say is I got the idea watching Cold Case Files. LOL, NO I'm not going to threaten to kill her if she says no... It's pretty brilliant, if I can say. Seriously, I have no idea where all these good ideas are coming from.. Hehe. But yeah, I'll reveal who I'm talking about and what I did.

Oh, the video has been uploaded already. The one where I proposed Amy to prom. It's on my Facebook, and I don't know how to embed or link it here onto mah blog... So yeah.

Happy promming homies!

the proposal

currently listening to: I Still Remember - Bloc Party
gewd song.

Today was a special day. It was the day that I asked Amy Lo to prom. With ripped pants, to boot. Thanks Amanda for stitching the pants for me. The neon yellow and hot pink thread just raised the value of my pants $40. Sadly, this is fashion nowadays. Ripped clothes. Anyways, back to the main topic...
So, I was in Economics listening to the ol' monotonous voice of Mr. Lloyd with my IQ dropping every passing minute. Before class officially started, Jamie and I asked him if I could use his phone to ask someone to prom over the PA. He didn't let me, asking me why I'm doing this to him and telling me that he could get into big trouble letting me do this. I was really disappointed at him, as he was ruining something big for me. I've used the PA system plenty of times. In Ms. Roberts, Ms. Votto, Mr. Odori, Mr. Kitajima, & Ajax and none of them got in trouble nor caught. I asked him if I could maybe go to the copy room, and again, he said he wouldn't allow it. Oh wellio.
The clock ticked 1:00 pm, and I got up with Jamie to go ask Mr. Lloyd again. He said no with a stern, constipated look, but I said I'm going either way. He then threatened to give me a U in cooperation, and I basically said that I could live with that (Seriously, we're seniors. That shit doesn't matter to us anymo'!) and left the room.
Entered the copy room and saw some familiar faces. Ralph, Ashley. Grabbed the phone, and began talking.
"Hey... please excuse this necessary interruption... This is Daniel Bae speaking. I ha-" It got cut off before I could finish the sentence, and I pressed back the buttons and was a bit confused on how to work that damn tele. Third times the charm, and it all worked.

"Would Amy Lo please report to the prom with me? ...The choice is yours. Gondo pride."
I then proceeded downstairs, snapped off a piece of flower off a tree (Cheap, but it's better than nothin) and walked inside Ms. Komatsu's room.
I gave it to her, and she gave me a little notion saying we should talk outside...
Ooooh... that's a bad sign. But I was already slightly aware that she didn't plan on going (Thanks Daniel Li, lol). We talked it out, and she said she isn't saying no or yes. She'll think bout it and get back to me later on. I wasn't quite sure why she didn't want to go, but then I realized hearing something about a roadtrip planned.

Oh, and MAJOR props to Ashley and Ben helping out with filming the proposal process! I'll upload it onto Facebook sometime soon and link it here.

Anyways, I'm not sure what decision she'll make, but you should know what I'm hoping to hear.

Will keep you guys updated.

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Some random thoughts on my mind...

SOOOOOOOOOO, we found out who our substitute for our previous substitute that was supposed to substitute for the whole year for Ms. Kraft was. Ladies and gentleman, Mr. Deitz. Oh man. Mr. "Mind, Body, Soul"/"Only boring people are bored." This guy talks more about himself and his philosophical views than teaches... But oh wellio. BRING ON THE AP ART HISTORY TEST YARRRR..?

Today we were talking about punctuation in quotations for almost half an hour in Mr. Kitajima. Basically the warm-up said, How would you define "work?". Someone said that the question mark should be outside. I thought that, too.. We were going pretty nuts over it. KJ almost conisdered even hittin' up Ms. Votto. Hahaha. I think it's outside, though, no? Like if you said, Did Laquisha say "I'm tired?", because then Laquisha would be asking if she was tired, and people don't usually ask themselves if they're tired, so that's why I think it should be outside, since it's a question, and holllllyyy sheeeeiitt, i'm so confused adskdjklasjdklasdjsa.".

SWINE FLU OUTBREAK. OMG.
That's some serious shit!
I read that Mexico closed down ALL schools and subways, and advised people to stay at home...
Just imagine that. Walking on a deserted street with a couple of people wearing surgeon masks, and flyers saying "QUARANTINE" (Or QUARANTINO! in Spanish maybe..?) all over the ground and walls.. Like some zombie invasion..
Anyways, I hope that crap gets sorted out and doesn't end up killing too many people.. There's this similar flu that went around in 1915 that killed 20--40 million people.
Hopefully history doesn't repeat itself.
BE SAFE GUYS!

I'm really up for eating some good Italian pasta right now.

UGH, I wish AP's and finals were just over already...

NOTE TO SELF: Remember to take the Placement test at SMC.

Oi.

Oi.
These next few weeks are going to be a huge pain...
AP exams.. oi.
I already know I'm not going to pass AP Calculus (I also need 216 more points to pass the class with a D. Now that's somethin' you don't hear often, eh?), and I'm not sure if I'm going to pass AP Art History. You see, our long-term substitute, Ms. Cleveland, got "fired". No, she didn't smack talk or jump a student, she just didn't renew her credentials in time. So now we're going to get another substitute to substitute the substitute that substituted Ms. Kraft.
Finals.. oi.
I haven't really been paying attention in any of my classes..
Brother coming back... oi.
My brother's been in prison for about a year, and now he's returning to screw all our lives up again on May 5th, my dad's birthday. Dad says it's the best present he'll ever receive. I'd say it's the worst. Not lookin' forward to it at all. Don't want to get into specifics.

CAN'T WAIT UNTIL AFTER ALL THIS. CUZ THEN ITS TIME TO PARTAYYYYYY

Wishlist #1

Really want a camcorder.
OH COOL, an Canon HD Camcorder! At the price of.. holy moly.
$600.
$600.$600.$600.$600.$600.
$600.
$600.$600.$600.
Wowzers to the max.

As of now, I only have $106 which I recently cashed from a paycheck for working at the polls (No, not POLES. POLLS. I wouldn't sell my body for a cent. (Unless if it was like a gazillion or something, but something tells me that won't happen))
I want to get one before Oakgrove starts, so that I can make an Office-themed Oakgrove video. That'd be tizight.

Countries I Want to Go To Before I Die :(

If I could, I would travel to every single country in the world. But then of course, there are many limitations like our life expectancy, governments, money, etc.


For my top 5 destinations:
Brazil (For the sexy peeps and food)
New England (For their accents)
Fiji (For its beaches and leaf skirts)
India (For its food and Bollywood!)
Thailand (For its food and cheap prostitutes (I'm kidding))

I love going to exotic places and these countries seem to fit that criterion.

Other countries I'd like to visit (In no particular order)
France (So I can act like the typical American and make their heads explode with rage)
China (It's basically like 10093003 different areas all jumbled up. You can travel there all your life and still not finish going to all the tourist spots)
Germany (For the beer, parties, beer, and beer)
Israel (To disprove Christianity (jk). Just to see the birthplace of the religion that shaped the world)
North Korea (Aren't you just curious?)
South Korea (It's my ethnic country. Who wouldn't want to learn more about themselves?)
Italy (To see the nude sculptures and of course, the food)
Kenya (To go safari'ing and learn how they invented Basketball and Hip-Hop)
Djibouti (Just because of its name)
Morocco (Just cuz I heard good things about it. I heard a cup of coffee costs $10, though)
Spain (Just interested in going there)
Australia (So I can find kangaroos and sit in their pouch while they hop)
Russia (Soviet Russia! Vodka! Babushka!)
Mexico (It's a few hundred miles from here, and I still haven't gone. Wowzers)
Denmark (To see why they're the happiest people on Earth)
Jamaica (Yaaaa mon, yo expirience be amezzzin mon!)
Egypt (So I can ride camels and see pyramids while I'm at it)
Chile (Mmmmm.... chili)
Japan (Konnichiwa, Sushi, Arigato Mr. Roboto)
United Arab Emirates (Oil capital and mega urbanization)
Iceland (Because it's the place where fine artists like Bjork and Sigur Ros were born)
Ireland (According to a Facebook quiz)
Antarctica (So I can see what the world was like 99999999 years ago)

That's all that I can think of right now. Again, if I could, I'd go to every single country (There's 195). But there's obviously a lot of factors that inhibit us from doing so. Unless you're a 20 year-old billionaire. Hopefully I get to go to all the countries I listed above here, though. And holy moly, that's one long list...

What's really out there?

Planet Earth.
6 billion people.
We describe Earth to be this complex, diverse, and huuuuuuuuge society.
But if you think about it.. We're really not.
I sleep on a bed that's right in front of a window. Sometimes I'd play some ambient music and stare up into the sky, and.. just think.
Sometimes I'd just think about random things like why penguins can't fly or how the color of crayons are named (Ocean spray mist blue? wtf?)
Most of the time, though, it'd be about philosophical topics or about life.
What's really out there?
If we think 6 billion people is big, think about 6 billion galaxies. We're actually really small in comparison.
If we think our society is extremely complex, try our whole universe.
Aiiiyaiiiyaiiiyaiii-_-
It's just way too much for me, and it especially sucks for me, because I'm one of those people that's searching for the purpose of life. I'm atheist, so I don't believe in creationism and the "Let there be man, then SHAZAM, and let there be animals, then POOF, and let there be light, then KWABOOM" stuff. I think I'd just stick with the theory of us evolving from apes, fish, and bacteria.
I do believe there is life on other planets, though. No, not like the aliens with the weird eyes and strange-shaped heads you see on television. But, somewhat similar like us. If not that, maybe even cells. They're living, too, you know.
I'm pretty sure there's someone just like me thinking about the same thing at this moment.
It's hella big out there, and it'd be an awful waste of space if we're the only living beings in it.
There's no doubt a lot of mysteries waiting to be solved.
I don't know, and I'd probably never know. All I know is, I'm going to just live life. Life is the biggest once-in-a-lifetime opportunity we're given, and I'm going to try my best to get the most out of it.
I've gotten into Astronomy lately, and I think I'm gonna take a class about it in college. I recently watched a really cool sci-fi flick called Sunshine. It's centered around a group who are on a save-the-world mission by reigniting the sun. It's not like the regular sci-fi flicks that focuses heavily on CGI and shit, but this focuses more on human mentality and the relationships we have with each other. It's super awesome, you guys should watch it.
Anyways, yeah. I have loads more to say, and I'd probably save that for a post in the near future. It's pretty late now.
Time to go wonder why penguins can't fly.

Springin' & Breakin'

It's finally here
SPRING BREAK
Oh yeah!
I've been looking forward to it for SOOOOOO long, and I'm finally glad it's here
...except there isn't much to do, because everyone is out of town touring schools or just vacationing
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Well, it'll get better after everyone gets back I guess... I reallyyy hope so, because if not, this will probably be one of the worst spring break's I've had yet!
I used to think spring break was so bomb, like daily parties and beach trips, but I think that happens only in colleges.. Like this picture above. That's where I should be, maaan! Oh well. If you guys want to hang, hit me up and I'll try my best to think of fun things to do.

I'm sooooooo down to...

RAVE

I've been there once, and it was creepy. It wasn't in a stadium or even inside a building.
The one I went to was in a random secluded forest
It was all a last-minute thing
My friend got a call about it, and we decided to go since we were in a car with nothing better to do
There were 4 of us, and we went to some forest near Los Feliz
We arrived around midnight
We thought no one was there at first, probably got caught by the police..
We made a U-turn, that's until I saw some weird things on the ground
Those weird things were people laying on the ground
I'm not sure what was going on, but they seemed dead, and I think they were just knocked out or something
BAD first time experience
I'M so down to go again. Anyone down to go with me?

April Fools!

Got me and my mom good.

http://www.nbcsandiego.com/news/local/Youre-Out-Youre-In-No-Youre-Out.html?yhp=1

Do you really think you know who I am?

I feel like I'm being misunderstood. Whatever I do, a lot of people misinterpret what I do to be something totally opposite.

I'm just going to get some things straight. Unfortunately, though, not many people read my blog anyways, so much of this is going to be a buncha ranting.

People think I have this issue with narcissism, and I would have to agree that I do like attention, but I don't seek attention for only my own benefits. I love socializing, partying, doing crazy things, and entertaining other people. That's who I am. It's my personality. I do it for the benefits of others.

There was a couple of people who I thought I'd like to talk to during Nutrition at school. Right when I come up to them, one of them asks me "How much attention do you need?" Attention..? I only went up to you to talk and ask what's up. Would you rather see me sitting all alone looking confused and sad? Also, if you don't have anything nice to say, rather just keep that shit locked in your mouth.

But I'm glad she let it out. That definitely opened my eyes. I began to wonder if any other of my friends thought similar. As I began to take into account how people respond to me, I feel like more and more people are becoming annoyed by me. I feel like I don't have their trust either. I may be a loud mouth (volume-wise), but I keep private shit private. But trust me, you can trust me (hahah). I love listening to people and giving them advice. It's one of the main reasons why I thought about becoming a psychologist.

I also have the reputation of being the photographer. People are completely shocked when I don't bring a camera to an event, and I don't take that as a compliment. Photography/Film is my passion. Sure it doesn't sound that bad when reading this, but when you just hear their tones, you know it's not meant as a joke. I have stopped my habit of taking unflattering pictures of people. You only have one fucking chance at life. I'm going to make sure I'm going to live the best out of it, and capture every happy moment I have of it, because in the end, you'll become nostalgic of the great memories you had when you were young.

I'm not failing classes on purpose. I'm just extremely lazy. Being a senior now, I just have senioritis, except in another level. I'm not failing classes just to get a few laughs from people; I ain't that retarded pffft. Education is one of my top priorities. It's just that there isn't anything that motivates me to continue my studies. I believe we should learn by real life interaction. Not by looking at some small pictures in books with a teacher reading out of it. I want to experience it. English? Tell us to act out vocabulary words or let us rap poems by Shakespeare. Math? Let us throw boomerangs or enlarge an object (Propz to Ms. Nagata, that was a cool project). Science? Let us go to a forest or garden to examine plants and photosynthesis; let us work with chemicals and create awesome reactions. Etc etc you get the point. If this was education, fuck, I'd be getting straight A's. Large textbooks read by teachers with monotonous voices and boring personalities? Straight F's. As much as I'd love to be having good grades, it's just become so much of a habit, that I can't even control it. No matter what, I will always find a way to distract myself. I'm trying to fix it, though. I definitely can't slack off during SMC.

There are plenty of other things I'd address, but I really don't feel like continuing.
The main point I'm trying to get at is that everyone has their own traits that you might not like. I may sometimes be a bitch, but overall I think I'm a pretty normal dude. Just livin' life, yo. I feel like I have this secret, bitch reputation amongst people. I'm just crazy when in large crowds. If you really want to see a different side of me, let's grab some grub and talk/Come on over to my place and chill or go balls out and jam to electro/go biking up and down beaches/ etc.

For those of you who might feel offended, I didn't mean none. I'm just fed up with people misinterpreting things and spreading bullshit to others. Do you really think you know who I am?

Compete Compete Compete

Compete, compete, compete
win, win win
no losing, no losing, no losing

With globalization and more and more countries cooperating with international events, competitions have now gone from domestic to global. It's seen in education, the economies, and now sports.
Just a few minutes ago, a good game of baseball between Japan and Korea ended, with the former winning.
Congratulations to Japan, your hard work paid off and you guys deserved it. Also, kudos to South Korea, you guys gave it all your best.
I haven't watched much of it, only tuned in here and there. Though the fans all looked similar, they were easily distinguishable by the colors they wore (Blue/White = Korea / Red = Japan). They slammed their drums, waved their flags, clapped their balloons together, and chanted cheers. It was pretty cool, the game was really exciting to watch.
I was pretty satisfied with it, but it was pretty funny and a bit annoying to see people online writing GOOOOOOOO JAPANNNNN!!!!!!!!!!! or GOOOOOO KOREAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! and subtly badmouthing each other.
I know a lot of Asians, specifically Korean, Japanese, Chinese, and Taiwanese, and it gets kinda nasty whenever there are competitions between these countries. Whatever the outcome, there will always be insults flying here to there and their relationships get worse. There has been some historical events that caused the strained relationships, but I just wish people can forget about the past and look onto a better future.
It's always the same reaction, and it's starting to get very annoying. People who are very very patriotic don't respond well to losing, so they start out some "campaign" and start shittalking their opponents.
If you lose, you don't go on this world flubber and try to make your opponents, because in the end, you're only making yourself look worse.
If you lose, you deal with it, you learn from your mistakes, and you give them a bigger challenge the next time the opportunity comes. There is no need for racism.
Take a chill pill and take a deep breath.

I went on the computer and noticed that I had 6 new e-mails, one of which was from UC Santa Barbara. I wasn't that excited, since I thought I was going to get rejected, but surprisingly, I GOT ACCEPTED!
Dream's over.

I actually got rejected, but I'm not surprised nor do I feel bad.
But you know what, it doesn't matter to me anymore. I overreacted in my previous post. and dude I have like 60 more years of living, so there will always be other opportunities.

I have several options now,
one: to go to SMC, and maybe transfer
two: go with what my friend said, and move to new york with her.

For option two, it does sound somewhat cool, but I don't think I'm cut out yet to live by myself. I mean, I am going to be living with a friend, but with the economic recession right now, finding a job is going to be almost impossible, and I'm especially worried about my parents, since I was the one that helped them through their troubles.

Ach, I don't know. Still have lots of things running through my mind.

Future

I am sooooooooooooooooooooo fucked right now.
I just got rejected to UC Riverside, and from that I don't even think I need to check out my admission statuses for the other UC's I applied to. My backups were CSU Long Beach and San Diego State University, and I was rejected by both because I messed up on the application, and I was too late in revising it before the deadline.

I don't know what happened...
Actually, I do know what happened. I slacked off too much, and I put fun as my top priority. No one likes homework, but I hated it. Like fucking loathed it. I never did homework at home, rather in my classes like Mandarin class.

God, I just don't know what's wrong with me. I'm so disappointed in myself. I go through these phases almost every week. I slack off and I try to catch up on the last days. Every teacher that's had me said they knew I have the potential to get A's, and I saw that in me too, but I was just too darn fucking lazy. This has been going for 3 years straight (9th grade, I was serious about grades... 5 A's 1 C), and I think I've just become desensitized to the feeling of failure. Back then, when I got an F, I freaked. But now, when I get an F, I actually laugh it off, and don't feel even a tiny speck of disappointment.

I feel especially bad right now, because I knew I had the potential to get straight A's and even do beyond of what I was capable of doing.

I don't know what to tell my parents.. They'd dished out a ton of money for my education, and all I've brought to them is zilch.

I've never felt so bad in my whole entire life.

Words of wisdom/common sense: Do the work. Don't slack off. Think of your long-term future, instead of your short-term. There will always be times for fun; however, you only have one shot at education. Do well in high-school. If you mess up, there's no turning back. You're going to have to deal with it, and improve from thereon. But don't completely immerse yourself with work; find a way to balance work and social life. Just think. Think think think.

Mission Accomplished

BOND BOND BOND

BOND was the best.
At first, I didn't really want to go, because I went to Universal earlier the day and was supermondo tired. I got home at around 8pm and just ate dinner, rice included of course. After a while, I just thought about BOND and realized how awesome it would be. Intense hide-and-seek game with chasers driving. So I decided to go.

But then there was another problem: my parents. Due to the situation with my brother, my parents would never let me out of the house past curfew. They'd go nuclear-explosion status on me. I was brainstorming and thought of two choices: 1.) Say that I was going to the gym (Bally's) or 2.) Sneak out

I chose to sneak out. I told my parents I was going to sleep early, and I shoved some clothes and pillows under my blanket. It looked shapely realistic, and I wrote a small little note reading "Please do not disturb!" and taped it to the front of my door. At first, I thought it would do some reverse-psychology crap on my parents, but they would've still entered my room without the note, so it was better than nothing.

My parents were busy laughing and watching the tele in their room, so I slowly opened the door and snuck out. I felt crazy, but excited at the same time. Walked towards Woodbine and Glendon and met up with some people. Eva, Nicole, Francis, Mark, Lili and her brother etc etc yaddi yaddi yadda... Then I saw someone in the distance, and ran towards them only to collide with one of them. They were wearing complete black clothes, so I couldn't really see her. It was Maya. My apologies!

We had a small orientation, then we started and damn it was intense. I was so confidant to get to point B, but i got caught within the first few minutes. Like the first minute. Yeah. It was terrible, I was deadlocked between two chasers in an alley, and I found myself trying to crawl up the wall (WTF?). Yeah, then I just got in one of the chaser's car and drove around looking for shadows and voices. I didn't catch anyone. I was the scout, sitting in the trunk and looking out in the back. I wanted to catch someone, but you can't open trunks from the inside.

After it was finished, we met up at a truck loading zone and took some group pictures. There were a lot of people. Somewhere around the 50 range.

Then we started heading for phase 2: The Dark Railroad. This time it was much better. There were a lot more places to hide, but whenever I would see a car's headlights, I would dash for the one of the garages, but right when you get in, one of the automated porch lights come on... @#$%!

There was this one moment, when I saw a car behind not too far, and i just jumped into a bush. Literally jump. I crawled around, and I guess I made a lot of noise, because I saw a light turn on and someone moved the curtains around. I was right under the window. She stayed there for a whole minute. At first, it was pretty funny but afterwards it was kinda scary. I thought she was gonna stay there forever.

I ran my ass off and I made it. I made it WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I got to the endpoint.

It was amazing. I was really sore, I was bleeding in many places, my pajamas tore, and I was just tired and sleepy.

BOND was amazing, and everyone reading this should come with next time.

After all that, I got a ride from this guy named Dave (David?). He was cool, and got dropped off. I snuck back in, successfully. No sounds whatsoever. It was THE BEST SATURDAY EVER.

Everything turned out well. It was the best. I just laid there on my bed reminiscing of how it all went down and just said out loud "Mission fucking accomplished."

Toilet Paper Shouldn't Be Entertaining

What is it with cats and toilet paper? Seriously, they're crazy about toilet paper.

We have to now get the habit of closing our bathroom doors not because of feces odor or not because we're superstitious, but because of toilet paper. One little crack open, and then its chaotic-toilet-paper-frazz-disco-party the next minute. I can't even recall how many times I used table napkins or Bounty quicker-picker-upper towels because of the mysterious disappearance of toilet paper. Okay, maybe I'm being a bit too personal, but you get the point. We've even considered buying those modern toilet things that shoot out a rod and spray your... okay nevermind.

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I don't know why I just wrote a post about cats and toilet paper.

oakgrove tryouts:conclusion

Yo-yo, guyzz

SO yeah, the results came in earlier this morning, and I wasn't that shocked to find myself not on the list. I was more disappointed, not at the results, but rather at myself, since I didn't take the essay portion seriously. I had the misfortune of having an intense headache during tryouts, so all I kept thinking about was leaving. But yeah, having finished writing the essay, I looked it over and damn, all i kept thinking was "is this kid high or what?" Unfortunately, I didn't have much time left over to revise..

The council members this time, i believe, consists of 13 people: 7 males, 6 females. I'm not 100% sure, but the council members are kaitlin, david, will, maya, cori, jenni, hawnugh, hannah, jason, dexter, alex, cant think of the other 2. but yeah, CONGRATS TO YOU GUYS! You guys deserved it.

This is going to be my last Oakgrove, so hopefully it'd be an amazing one. I'm looking forward to it, especially with the new council members.

oakgrove tryouts

feb 19, oh nine'
oakgrove tryouts

At first, I wasn't really sure if I should go or not. I have a problem with being gargantuantly lazy as shown by my numerous tardies at school, inability to do homework, heavily dependent on others for cooking, water bottles, etc etc, but that's a different topic.

Oakgrove had something for me. It had something special that I can't quite touch on... Oakgrove can be similarly done any day, any time, any where. But somehow, it won't have the same results Oakgrove will give.

My experience there was amazing. I've gotten to know so many things from people- things that I didn't expect at all and completely change my views of them. It made me know that everyone is almost completely the same, just different by the masks they put on and the shows they perform.

I've already experienced twice the spirit of Oakgrove, but this time I wanted a different perspective of it. Previous Oakgrove council members and alumni told me that it's much more difficult, and this time, it's not about you, rather all about the campers. Immediately, when I heard this, I was like "Nevermind." But after thinking about it, I knew I was about to do it, maybe even beyond of what was asked of me. Seriously though, when i put my mind to it, and when I'm motivated, I can do some serious shit. Serious shit. Enough to even make me surprised.

After all the heavy contemplation, I decided to go for it, and the tryouts went well.
Except for the beginning. I'm not sure if I'm allowed to tell how the audition goes, but yeah. I'll just say that I had a moderate headache that kinda conflicted with what I was doing. As for the rest, I felt much better. The spirit of Oakgrove was within me, curing all my ailments and washing away all my negative emotions! Hallelujah!

Hopefully, I did OK. The results come up Monday. SO FAR. I'll keep you guys up to date.

A-HOLLA

fuck.

sorry i haven't updated in a while
been busy with finals and having a life.

got ma new schedule today.. pretty cool with it, but i dont like having ap calc period 4... there just isnt the vibe to it that period 5 had. it was really dull, empty, and i didnt really know much people there.

im thinking about dropping ap calc... komatsu san said it was gonna be way harder, so if I passed with a D last semester, who's to say it won't happen again, but much worse? i cant afford to get another f, but i cant afford to drop out of another ap class (ive dropped out of ap us history, ap chemistry). either way theyll both look bad for the universities... fuckkkk.

i mean, im willing to study harder this time, but komatsu san said its going to take a great knowledge of what was taught last semester. so basically we went over the basics, but i didnt pay much attention. learning something without the basics is pretty much impossible, so i dont think i want to go through that much trouble, especially in my last semester in high school...

if i did drop out, then im going to have to go through all the troubles of sending letters to all the universities telling them about schedules changing and etc ughhhh so much fucking work today, goddamn!

why cant life just be fucking simple like it used to be... all the crap that's considered important for us to do all comes from money. learn, get good grades, get into good university, get a good paying job in the end and have a family and then make even more money losing all the fun in life for family buying unnecessray materials etc etc fuckin etc.

i just want to have a crazy, fun, unexpected life. not a dull, burdensome, repetitive one.

i would prefer going out into the environment and learning things naturally rather than being forced to wake up early going to a box consiting of smaller boxes where we subside and are given materials to learn.
i would prefer talking to people face to face and spending time with them instead of pressing a bunch of buttons electronically.
i would prefer to see more smiles than frowns
i would prefer to see parents spending more time with their family rather than at work
i would prefer a lot of things opposite of whats happening in the world today.

the world's heading into the wrong direction and it's all our fault.
fuck.