Song of the moment: "Chun il Yoo Hon" by Shinhwa
I am feeling: THE PAIN. THAT ETERNAL PAIN ON MY LEFT BACK TOOTH. Oh.. so.... painfull....


Okay. Damn you people! I forgot what I was going to blog about because people kept IMing me. ;-;. Oh well, lol... at least I love every single person that IMed me! I love you guys. ^_~. From the A.S.S. chatroom:

icemilkm0nsta: ASS CRAMPS BLOW GOATS
I am NOT mataba: I BLOW GOATS.
I am NOT mataba: *hides*
SweatyBOY83: ass cramps suck
mil IS mataba: hahaha WAYNES WORLD
icemilkm0nsta: WHOA
lumpiamONsta: "youre ass is basically caved in for a long time" -jeff
lumpiamONsta: haahahahahahah
mil IS mataba: I BLOW GOATS is from waynes world


Yes, I am NOT mataba is me. ^^;;;



Anywho... I'll just type some random stuff that I wrote down as "blog" entries while I had school. Yes, I keep a journal on paper and gyeah. I write a lot more in it that I write for school. That essay? I had like, one and half week to do that essay. I finished the pre-write, rough draft and peer review in under two hours. Bwehehehehehe. Do you know how many pages of writing I accomplished in that one and half weeks of given time for my English essay? Let's try.... 15. Almost front and back. o_O;;. There, I write stories--continuation of stories, poems and random rantings about the world and my shitty [not always] life.

Blog during Physics with Mr. Groves
The leadership people in our school are such big oxymorons. God... I mean, I guess it's good and all that they're so preppy and hyper in attempt to get the kids in spirit for school, but do they have to be THAT perky? Imagine Barney on crack, and you have two thirds of the people in Leadership. *hurls*

Ahh, they leave. Thank God. Now my teacher is saying that we should never call spheres "balls"--especially him. Demonstration: "Okay, kids... bring out your balls and we'll do an experiment. *grin*". Or "Let's see how high the balls can bounce! Here, Samantha... try bouncing MY balls. I think David's are lop-sided."

*dies*

My teacher is such a kook.


Blog from English
This class is so dreadfully boring. I feel as if I'm not being challenged enough in this class, although when it comes to writing an actual essay on a book that I dislike so fucking much, makes me procrastinate until the last minute to do it. Literally. It makes me sad how I always have to write about shitty things like reviews for "Lord of the Flies" and all this crappy ass shit. It's even worse when I have a teacher with the idiocy that of a hobo on an overdosage of morphine.

Blog from home; something random from the T.V.
Uhh... there's this talkshow on right now about accepting yourself---whether you're ugly fat, etc., and how the outer image isn't everything. This one guy is talking about focusing more on the stuff inside.

Then, when the commercials turn on, that "48 hour Diet" thing comes on right after some commercial about a catalogue for men that are sizes 5XL and up. o_O; Ironic.

Partially written blog from today and last weekend
Today was boring. I haven't done my essay yet and it's due tommorow. Wheee. I just finished my book, the third sequel from the series of The Wheel of Time written by Robert Jordan. I think I already mentioned reading that book before, but yeah. I haven't been reading that much in the past few weeks and I just finished it. -_-;. I have 9 more books to read in this series, and each of them averaging over 700 pages each. *dies*

Anywho... Saturday was hella fun! *tries to remember what actually happened* Mmkay. I'll start with Saturday morning: I had to get to school by 11AM for this community service/extra credit thing for Mr. Heitz. My sister got home right before I was about to start walking to school, but I didn't ask her for a ride because she's a bitch anyway [and she left to go to the Philippines that day, too... thank God]. So, after arguing with her for a good 15 minutes, I realize that I'm going to be late--so I stormed out of the house, SLAMMED the door behind me while saying something about her dieing or whatever [again] and started freaking RUNNING to school.

It was a good run [*coughjogcough*] and I looked all over for Mr. Heitz, but he was there. And then I cried. But--I later on found him jumping up and down, signaling me from the other side of the football field. lol. He's so short. ^^;;;;. Anywho... I had to be the "clipper" person for the football game. I can't fully describe it, but it was hella easy and I only had to do that for the JV game. Harbor played Oakland, btw. Damn. I can't believe Oakland came all the way here to lose both JV and Varsity games. lol. XD!!!! Oakland sucks liek WHUUUUT. heh heh. Their Varsity players weren't that bad looking, though.. and they only lost by one touchdown. :P

Okay... after the JV game, I jogged back home [HELLA hot.] and the minute I get home, I immediately head for the shower. That was the first cold shower I've had in years. o_O;; But it was sooooo relaxing after running under the scorching sun all day. Ahhh. After the shower, I get dressed and ready for Miggle-ness. Yay!! I get to go to MGL AND my sister leaves town for 6 months! This is the happiest day of my life. XD

MGL

I walk into the arcades of Miggle, and I see George to my right playing Beatmania. After a quick glance and an eye roll, I turn my head the other way pretending I didn't know him. He walks up to me, puts his arm across my shoulder and greets me. WTF? Yeah. I responded with, "Heh.. Do I know you? T_T". lol. But yeah, we were cool the entire time I was there. It was a tad boring until A.S.S. got there, though.. which was two hours after I, myself, got there. I got to see Romy, Sean, Jennie, Milton, George [duh], umm and hella other people that I can't remember right now because my memory sucks beans.

A.S.S. comes, [yay!] and we hang out @ Miggle for a while. About an hour or so later, I start complaining that I was hungry [all i had that day was an apple... heh] so we go to Tapioca Express. [haha... after a game of DDR Max2, 4th+, and PPP]. I give Ray the 5 CDs with Jpop and Kpop music videos, and we watch some of them at Tap while I had level 1 chicken [yeah.. i'm a wimp. :x], a Taro milk tea with pearls and a green milk tea with pearls curtesy of Ray. :D Thank you much again, Ray! ^.^

Mmmkay.... I got to meet Josh [finally]. lol, I used to think he was white ^^;;;;;. Or did I think he was Filipino? Ahhh, I dunno. I forgot. I also saw Kristy... hella cool girl. But I didn't see Brad, Mike, or Erin! Grrrr. ^^;. Oh well! I might see them next Saturday if Chubs really does end up giving me a ride to Miggle. [hope he doesn't flake out again. =X]. Hrm... and we MIGHT go to Scandia next next Friday [the 18th] so gyeah. *big grin*.

What else happened.... gahhh. I know more happened, I just can't think right now. My back is hurting from the heavyness of my stupid backpack [I have to carry THREE textbooks every B Day with two note books, two big 700-paged novels, my planner, and a binder. *dies* I also have to WALK home everyday, too!]. My head is hurting from my teeth and the bitching from my mom, and my eyelids are heavy from school. Speaking of which, here's part of some random writing I did while I waited for the bell to ring during Art class. o_O;;;

The clock ticks. There is much to do, yet little is done. The lids to my eyes gain more weight and its coverage over my big, round brown iris lenghtens and I fall asleep. Ahh, sleep. The loud talking of my peers around me seem so soothing to the ear, like the debates of the show, "Crossfire" on my T.V. screen late into the night. Black, white and red flash to the front of me, with an elegeant touch of mellow yellow splattered on top. The relaxation of colors leave me in a trance of trepidation. Slowly, but surely, I feel myself afloat above the ground and the relaxation of my entire body seems to take over everything and peace to its finest has fully covered me from head to toe.

I wrote that after I finished cleaning up my art utensils and trays and crap... but before the bell rang. Let's say, 7 minutes? I actually fell asleep during that time for a few, heavenly seconds. ^^;