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.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
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!
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!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
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
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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
Monday, May 11, 2009
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.
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.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
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.
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.
Monday, May 4, 2009
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.
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.
----
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.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
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!
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!
Friday, May 1, 2009
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.
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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