[ F i e n d ]

The life of a fiendish schizophrenic.

Saturday, April 12, 2003

Song of the moment: Attitude By Alien Ant Farm

Mom: MILADEL, call your brother down for breakfast!
Me: *taking out the garbage* Damnit, fine!
Me: *runs upstairs* HEY UGLY! Mom says breakfast is ready.
Brother: Call me by my name, stupid!
Me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I did. UGLY.

My family and I are... "interesting". We're always yelling at each other, but since we're all used it, it's just like... oh, okay. Yeah. o_O;

Song of the moment: Freedom By Rage Against the Machine

WHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

I just called Robin today! I saw her mom at the mall yesterday, and she told me that Robin's been going crazy trying to find my number. She was like, my best friend back in Junior High and I haven't seen her in the LONGEST time holy shit. I love that kid! So anywho, we plan on watching Anger Management today at the Cinema 9 around 4. We're going to meet up in Downtown around 2 so that we could hang out a little before and after the movie. Ehehehehehehe this is going to be so much fun!! =D =D =D

I should call Stephanie..

Song of the moment: 99 Red Balloons By AFI

Here's an image I made this lastnight/morning out of boredom:



I USED THE LENS FLARE FILTER!!! OH MY GOD! ;P

Anywho, it's all raining today and my boss called in to inform me that I wasn't working. Damnit. I might just go to the Boardwalk anyway or oh! I could warctch a movie with Steph and hang out with her. Wheee! I just don't want to stay home, because my mom and I will most likely fight again. Haha. I'm so tired of her shit. ;D

Friday, April 11, 2003

Song of the moment: All I want for Christmas By Mariah Carey

Haha, don't ask me why I'm listening to this song right now. It just came on as I started Blogging, and now I'm all getting into it and singing along. I don't really like Mariah Carey for some of the actions that she does, but I love her music. I also kind of like her for her morals, since she claims to have only slept with like, 3 guys in her life. But it's ironic, since she's a pretty big sex symbol and she comes of as a little "slutty" from the clothes that she wairs. Oh well, that's show-biz for ya. ;)

Anywho, I hung out with my two best chicks, Stephanie and Lorraine. We had a lot of laughs today, just like everyday that we hang out. We bought stuff... ate... made fun of people... looked around downtown. After we got bored in Downtown just walking around, we decided to go take the long way to the Boardwalk and just talked as we walked. We were singing songs from The Lion King while being hyper little dorks. Hehe. I really needed today, it rejuvinated my soul. =)

When we got to the Boardwalk, I spent like five dollars on Initial D, played a few games of Drum Mania, and watched Lorraine play DDR. We got bored after a half an hour at the arcade, so we decided to take the bus to the mall. It was a little before 8, and the mall closes at 9. We didn't care, just as long as we leave that place. *hides* Anywho, as we were walking to the bus station, we saw Lorraine's dad and he gave us a ride. We looked around for shoes, went to Abercrombe and Fitch (I hate that store), bought some stuff at Pacific Sunware. Oh! I bought this really cool new Kangol hat from the Hat Company in Downtown. It's really "PRESH", and you can see me wear it in the current webcam shot. =P

We hung out at Pacific Sunware for a long time. One of the guys that worked there was all cool and talking to us. He was like, "Hey, you girls got any older sisters that you could hook me up with?" Us: "Uhh.. sorry, no.". ^^;;; After the place closed, we went outside for a bit and talked as we waited to get a ride from Stephanie's dad. During that time, I was calling my mom, and accidentally called Ed [Lorra's boyfriend] on Lorraine's phone. I was like, "uhh.. umm.... *hangs up*" and immediately, he called back. He thought it was Lorraine and got all pissed off at her. He's being really stupid lately, and it's just.... ugh. It's obvious that Lorraine is different when she's around him, or when she talks to him. She's all calm and shit and talks in a VERY soft tone. It's hard to explain, but Steph and I were just telling her that maybe it's time to move on, and fucking Lorraine agrees too. She's almost broken up with him so many times, it's sad. And DUDE, there's going to be so many temptations during Spring Break and Summer Time, woooh. She needs to move on, seriously. Everyone agrees.

Anywho, I'm not sure what time I have work tommorow, so I'll either just show up by 10 AM, or call around 9. I'm going to be a poser and dress up in all Hip-Hop style. It's like a blast from the past or something... the old me wants to breathe and listen to rap and hip hop and Kpop. Gah! I don't want to be all AzN and shit. Hahaha. It's funny how different sides of me fight for MY OWN attention. It's like:

Rock Mil: I am the coolest person in the entire world.
Hip Hop Mil: Dude, I want to listen to some mother fucking Eminem, yo!
K-pop Mil: I wanna play PIU and dance and listen to Shinhwa!
Rock Mil: Fuck you all, I can kick your ass anyway. Kpop is gay pop and hip hop is just lame. ò_Ó<^>
K-pop Mil: *cry* You're so mean!
Hip Hop Mil Ya'll be trippin'. I be outta here, homiez!
Rock Mil: HOLY MOTHER FUCKING SHIT THIS IS WORSE THAN HELL.
K-pop Mil: Hee hee! Rock Mil is annoyed! ^.^ ^.^ ^.^ ^.^ ^.^

THE VOICES!!! THE VOICES ARE DRIVING ME MAD!!!!11!!1one!!11

Holy crap.

Thursday, April 10, 2003

Song of the moment: Fade By Staind

I don't buy it.

Gumbys Totoro: do you think that you're right about everything you ever do?
I am NOT pangit: Do I know you?
Gumbys Totoro: i just want you to answer, miladel.
I am NOT pangit: You don't always get what you want, stranger.
Gumbys Totoro: i dont know.
Gumbys Totoro: you just seem to have this impression that im still crying over my past involving you three people.
I am NOT pangit: Oh, do I?
I am NOT pangit: That's interesting since I don't.

Gumbys Totoro: "Everything always trails back to her, doesn't? Just because you were practically in love with the girl and you're bitter that she didn't like you back as started treating you like shit, doesn't mean you can make her a reason to use as a comeback. "
I am NOT pangit: Oh, I just said that because I wanted to fill in a debate.
Gumbys Totoro: i wasnt using her as a comeback, you know. i was just using her because she was the first example i could think of. i mean, i dont really know anyone else you do
Gumbys Totoro: i mean, i really dont hate you or anything.
Gumbys Totoro: i just dont know why you feel its necessary to flame people who haven't done anything wrong
Gumbys Totoro: or at least try to put them down
Gumbys Totoro: im just trying to help people out, i dont know if i am, but i'd rather have a nicer perspective on things than trying to put other people down all the time.
Gumbys Totoro: i guess i've just changed a lot the past year
I am NOT pangit: Right. Somehow, I don't believe it.
Gumbys Totoro: and thats about it i suppose. i don't really know why i told you all of this, but i just felt you should know
I am NOT pangit: Yet..
I am NOT pangit: I don't know you
I am NOT pangit: and you don't know me

Gumbys Totoro: dont believe what?
I am NOT pangit: That you truly "changed" this time
Gumbys Totoro: i dont know you mil. you're right. but i can only assume what you must be like based on your actuions
Gumbys Totoro: oh.
Gumbys Totoro: well, you don't have to believe it.
Gumbys Totoro: i dont mind.
Gumbys Totoro: i went to a different school this year
Gumbys Totoro: being involved with the drama club and improv team
I am NOT pangit: That's nice. Why don't you go tell it to a wall.
Gumbys Totoro: heh.
Gumbys Totoro: why do you do that?
I am NOT pangit: Sure, on my spare time.
I am NOT pangit: I'm pathetic like that, right?

Gumbys Totoro: no, you're not pathetic
I am NOT pangit: Just sad.
I am NOT pangit: Right?
I am NOT pangit: Since you feel so sorry for me and all.
I am NOT pangit: Heh

Gumbys Totoro: yeah. i feel sorry for you.
I am NOT pangit: Well there you go.
I am NOT pangit: I don't want your fucking pity.

Gumbys Totoro: but i dont think you're sad or pathetic
Gumbys Totoro: who said i was pitying you?
I am NOT pangit: It's almost the same.
Gumbys Totoro: no.
I am NOT pangit: And it's hard to tell if you do or you don't.
Gumbys Totoro: pity is more looking down on you.
Gumbys Totoro: i dont look down on you at all.
Gumbys Totoro: i just wish you'd be nicer sometimes.
I am NOT pangit: You can't change my entire character just by wishing.
Gumbys Totoro: yeah, i can't.
Gumbys Totoro: but i dont know.
Gumbys Totoro: i just think living this way won't make you any happier.
Gumbys Totoro: just more angry with things you don't really care about in the grand scheme of things.
Gumbys Totoro: well i hope this wasn't wasted. im going to go to bed. cya.

This world would be so boring if everyone loved each other and even the smallest amount of hate was non-existant. But yeah, George talks as if I'm mean to everyone, all the time. It pisses me off that he pretends to care.... and even if we were to just say that he did, it pisses me off even more. If that were the case, it's fucking lame how he acts like some kind of monk that is all anti-hate as if he was Ghandi or something. He tries to reply something witty everytime I would "flame" some newb at DDR Freak. First of all, it's DDR Freak. Second of all, it's the Internet. Third of all, even if the person that I "flamed" was offended, then they'll fucking get over it and forget what I said in a matter of days... a week, at the most. But being affected by an insult that someone gave to you for more than a day is... let's say, obsessive. This can also go for "Internet Love", also. I PERSONALLY think that online relationships are a waste of time, unless you actually plan on taking a plane from New York to Bosnia just to see the wife that you married over the digital world of the computer. I would say that was a little obsessive. But hey, don't let anyone get hurt by MY OWN personal opinion.

Sure, I got mad when DJ Comet said that, but it was just a little trigger that zoomed past the DDR Freak thread, and it was gone. I get over things fast, if they're little insignificant crap like that. But if they're consecutive, non-meaning (to me anyways. I'm not sure about him) crap with my and George, then yes. I do tend to get more bitter than normal. But he's George. So much crap has happened between the two of us, in between his fake suicidal attemps (was that him or Chris? I don't remember), he's like... dead to me.

Off that topic [somewhat], this guy IMed me on the climax of my bitterness. I was pissed off when he IMed me, so it kind of rubbed off when I was talking to him.

Random Wierdo: Pardon me.
I am NOT pangit: ?
Random Wierdo: You have my AIM SN on your web-blog. I'd kindly appreciate it if you censored it.
I am NOT pangit: Uhh, I do?
Random Wierdo: Yes
I am NOT pangit: you're not o cipher o
I am NOT pangit: err forgot what his name was..

Random Wierdo: No.
Random Wierdo: I'm Xeno.
I am NOT pangit: heh
Random Wierdo: Please censor my AIM SN on your blog.
I am NOT pangit: I don't even remember talking to you
I am NOT pangit: Ever.

Random Wierdo: That's fine n dandy but could you remove it please?
I am NOT pangit: YOU DON'T GET IT.
I am NOT pangit: How can I remove something that I don't remember putting there?
I am NOT pangit: And I don't care if it's there and i just forgot.
I am NOT pangit: It's probably in the archives
I am NOT pangit: but I don't give a shit, it's my blog
I am NOT pangit: hack it if you want
I am NOT pangit: I don't give a shit.
I am NOT pangit: I wonder, why you would even care if your name was in my blogger anyways.
I am NOT pangit: Has any of my readers IM you?
I am NOT pangit: Have they?
I am NOT pangit: If that's the case, then i'll look for your insignificant AIM screen name in my shitty blogger and fucking cencor it
I am NOT pangit: *censor

Random Wierdo: No I havn't gotten any messages but a convo of ours is on it. I'd simply appreciate it if you censored it. I will not hack it.
I am NOT pangit: Oh, okay. Then no.
I am NOT pangit: The only way your name will be taken off my blogger is if you hack it.
I am NOT pangit: And I'd like to see you try.
I am NOT pangit: Really, I would.
I am NOT pangit: Even if you do manage to do it.
I am NOT pangit: It would be funny.
I am NOT pangit: It's as if I was waving a piece of meat at some hungry dog.

Xenostalgia: Did I come to you in a rude fasion?
I am NOT pangit: No, I'm just bitter. And I admit to it. You caught me at a wrong time.
I am NOT pangit: I guess I should apologize
I am NOT pangit: But I won't.

Random Wierdo: No apology, I'd just request you censor my AIM sn because I would prefer it wasn't out on your blog. Nothing against you.
I am NOT pangit: Was it from a long time ago?
I am NOT pangit: I seriously don't remember.

Random Wierdo: A while ago.
I am NOT pangit: Do you have any idea how hard it would be to go through my hundreds of posts just to cencor your name?
I am NOT pangit: Plus, I doubt anyone else will see your screen name on my blogger

Random Wierdo: Please.
I am NOT pangit: since not very many people look at the archives anyway
I am NOT pangit: I would have to go through hundreds of posts
I am NOT pangit: I can't do that right now

Random Wierdo: http://fastidious_fiend.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_fastidious_fiend_archive.html
Random Wierdo: Thursday, January 09, 2003
I am NOT pangit: god damnit, FINE
I am NOT pangit: since it's hard for me to edit that actual post

Random Wierdo: Thanks
I am NOT pangit: it might even be fucking IMPOSSIBLE
I am NOT pangit: but i'll delete that post
I am NOT pangit: i'll' take it off the fucking archives
I am NOT pangit: Happy/
I am NOT pangit: *?

Random Wierdo: Yes.
I am NOT pangit: Okay, bye.

*block*


Hrmph. I was about to leave his shitty little screen name here just to spite him, but I wont. It's very temping though... I could be like, "Oh, I don't believe in censorship so SORRY BUDDY". Damnit. I'm starting to feel a little guilty thinking about not-censoring his name. I just took out the censors, but then I put them back on.

To do or not to do. That, is the question.

Oh, pooey. My nice side just kicked in. I'm not taking it out of the archives, though. I'm too fucking lazy. And yes, it's my blogger. Whointhefuckcaresanyways.

(Mother yelling)

I'll add a commentary on this later. I stil haven't even done my homework yet. ~_~

Song of the moment: Blue Monday [rock version] By Orgy


Oh, joy. Another mini-flame war on DDR Freak.

I am NOT pangit: HOW THE HELL CAN YOU FUCKING SAY THAT I FUCKING COPIED LISA?
I am NOT pangit: You have no right
I am NOT pangit: you don't know me
I am NOT pangit: you don't know her
I am NOT pangit: you don't know shit

DJComet85: I know =P
I am NOT pangit: RIGHT.
I am NOT pangit: If you knew that, then why did you post that ignorant remark?
I am NOT pangit: Hmm?

DJComet85: I dunno
I am NOT pangit: RIGHT.
I am NOT pangit: Oh, I guess you got it from Gumby
I am NOT pangit: *rolls eyes*

DJComet85: Hahaha
DJComet85: Right.
I am NOT pangit: It fucking pisses me off how you can EVER EVER think that
I am NOT pangit: oh, and i meant the other thing sarcastically
I am NOT pangit: If you didn't notice.

DJComet85: Of course I know.
I am NOT pangit: Do you really want to be like this? If so, then I won't hold back everything that I've thought of you in the past anymore.
DJComet85: I never said it was a fact or a sure thing.
I am NOT pangit: heh
I am NOT pangit: Whatever.
I am NOT pangit: So... how's your girlfriend? Or is she in her room watching Sailor Moon? Pedophile.
I am NOT pangit: I never knew there was a Jr.'s department on Findapix.com

DJComet85: It's new!
I am NOT pangit: Oh, I was wondering where you found a girlfriend that desperate.
DJComet85: Hehe
DJComet85: I was wondering too.
I am NOT pangit: That's wonderful.

[TEN MINUTES LATER....]

DJComet85: Since I never really knew/know you, my words really shouldn't mean that much since I can never truely say that.
I am NOT pangit: Your point being? Your ignorance still pissed me off.
I am NOT pangit: And that was my whole point.

DJComet85: Okay.
I am NOT pangit: Well, maybe not whole.
I am NOT pangit: But you get it.

DJComet85: ::nods::

I was pissed off for a while, but now I'm over it. It's actually kind of funny when I re-read that post and this conversation. :o

Song of the moment: Toxicity By System of a Down

Let's have some MS Paint fun, shall we? =D!

[Picture taken from the DDR Freak What do you look like? thread]



BERT BEFORE



BERT AFTER!



I should really start making more of my work on Paint. It just makes the final result ten times more beautiful. =')

Song of the moment: Damn it By Blink 182

My mom finally developed the pictures that I took in school three months ago. That took forever... she kept saying, "I'll do it tommorow!" everytime I asked her if she developed it. A lot of the pictures turned out shitty, especially the ones we took at Shoreline. So here's 6 of the best-quality ones [click to get the larger image]:

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Yeah, I edited them because I didn't want you guys to see how shitty my school really is. =O!

Haha, just kidding. I edited them because my scanner is a piece of shit, and I guess this makes the pictures less shitty. Or something. *yawn* I need to take a shower. I smell like... you. Ewwww! You're stinky! *runs away*

Wednesday, April 09, 2003

Song of the moment: "American Jesus" By Bad Religion

I just finished my responses to the essay questions given to us in English class about Martin Luther King Jr.'s "I Have a Dream" speech. Bear with me, it's pretty long. I got a little carried away answering the questions and went up to 6 pages [1.5 spaced] when I was only supposed to fill out this one-page paper with these questions on it and have like, a one paragraph answer for each question. I decided to type my answers, and got a little bit carried away as I was doing it. =X

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Mil Alba
English 10
Nestojko, B8



1. Reexamine the first two paragraphs of King’s essay. Is King’s appeal mainly logical, emotional, or ethical? Explain.

His first two paragraphs were more emotional because he talks about the un-equal opportunities of the African Americans so metaphorically, that it not only gives you a logical and ethical appeal, but it presents it in such an emotional way that hits people’s hearts deep inside about the morals of equality. He strategically uses emotion as a way to get his point across.

One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination.”

Instead of just saying, “After all this time, we are still separated and labeled unethically”, he uses metaphors such as “chains of discrimination” to show that the way white people treated African Americans really felt like heavy chains that dragged them down everywhere they went.

2. How does King continue this appeal throughout the remainder of his essay?

He talks about the morality of humanity in a way that really makes people think. He makes you question “why” it has to be this way, when we have the chance of changing it. He makes you question why this was okay, when so many people were suffering through emotional and social difficulties just because the color of their skin was a different tone than that of a European.

“It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro’s legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality.”

He talks about how the African Americans will never quit until justice for their people is served. In his metaphor, he describes the issue of discrimination and un-equality against the African Americans as a “sweltering summer” that everyone would have to bear with through the fight for equality until the time of the “invigorating autumn” when equality is served and justified.

3. Explain King’s reference to a promissory note.

In definition, a promissory note is a check given from the bank. In King’s metaphor, the U.S. gave a check for freedom and liberty to all of its people. Yet, with his point of inequality, the people that received the bad check were the African Americans. In his argument, the Africans wanted to finally cash the “bad check” that the United States offered to them, in return for equality. He and his people refuse to believe that there were “insufficient funds in the vaults of opportunity” in the U.S. They demand the riches of justice that the constitution by law offered them.

4. How does King, in his fourth paragraph, emphasize a sense of urgency?

“It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment...”

He and his people demand change now. He has “a dream today” that equality would rise up in the midst of the rubble of discrimination nationwide, and pleads for change now. He emphasized the urgency of change by using the word, “now” in a sensible and emotional way that accentuates the urgency for change on these issues. He argues that

“this is no time to.... take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism”,

or in other words, it wasn’t a time to slack off and just say that the government was “getting to it”, yet it was a time for action and that

“Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.”

Instead of sinking into the quicksands of discrimination and injustice, he pleads for the government and the entire nation to evolve and transform into a solid rock of brotherhood and work together into an equal and de-segregated, solid nation.

5. What other sections or techniques do you find persuasive?

He uses things from the constitution itself, and how lawfully, African Americans are supposed to be equal.

“Five score years ago, a great American.... signed the Emancipation Proclamation.... It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity”

The Emancipation Proclamation was the law that was passed in January 1, 1863, to make slavery illegal. It made the slaves free, yet through the persuasive metaphors of King, he explains that in a way, the African Americans were still “enslaved” amongst the chains of discrimination.

Another technique that he used to make his speech more persuasive was that he added other elements that made him stand out more as a person that really knew what he was talking about. One particular element that he brought in was some emotionally religious things such as

“With this faith we will be able to work together pray together....”

and

“This will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning”

Having the background of being a priest, it’s pretty obvious that things like that might slip through him subconsciously, but it shows that he not only knows the part of his political debate, but he also knows the faith of religion, which gives him the trust of those that are greatly pious.

6. King gave this essay as a speech to a mostly African American audience who had come to Washington, D.C. as part of a civil rights march. How is King’s attention to audience effective?

He talks directly to them to fight this war peacefully, instead of taking the matter in a more physical and chaotic matter. He argues, that

“In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy out thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.”

I adore what enthusiasm he has. He is telling his people to be patient and even through the hardships of the ignorance of some people, it would be best to solve this issue by seeking things out peacefully. In a way, he was scolding those that were desperate enough to break the march of peace by giving into the temptation of physical violence. He talked to his audience that the most strategic way to win this was to rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

His words towards the audience in whom he was speaking to were very much effective, because he made them see how desperation and turmoil against all of those that are white is the same thing as the whites discriminating towards the blacks. He pleads that the Black community must not distrust all white people, as he looks around and explains how some of them actually did gather up and joined the movement and they, too, have realized that their freedom is bound to the freedom of the African Americans.

“Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back tot he slums and ghettoes of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.”

He warns that those who give up and just go home without a fight are just running away from it, knowing that they can make a difference and change their entire future. He made it seem that going back to the way things were was practically meaningless, since nothing would have been changed for the better.

7. How does King write for a larger audience at the same time that he writes for a local audience?

He dreams of the bright changes that the future could hold. He shares his dreams to his audiences, and gives them a glimpse of what the world would be like without discrimination and inequality.

“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”

This my favorite quote from his entire speech. He not only used the element of childhood innocence by giving an example of how they can possibly have the future of being judged for who they are interiorly, instead of being discriminated by first sight just because of the differ in their skin tone.

“The content of their character.”

This is what really hits me the most, and which probably has a big impact on most people, as well. Why, I wonder, would the exterior of a person would even matter, when the person of that exterior has no choice of being what they are? Their skin comes to them naturally by genetics, and why would something like that matter? Was the world just one big genetic lotto, that whoever is lucky enough to be white gets the most riches and rewards just because they are white?

No, that’s just plain wrong. “The content of their character” makes much more sense. This way, you would actually have hard-earned evidence of having a reason to treat someone differently. Would you treat a homicidal maniac the same as a little 5-year old boy? Obviously not. Would you treat a black man and a white man (back then) that had the same job the same? What about a white man and a white man of equal jobs? Without even analyzing their character, their insides, people back then would just automatically treat African Americans differently. They automatically assume that African Americans somehow deserve less as if they were a lower species. Aren’t we all human anyway?

King has a unique way of public speaking. In most cases of public demonstrations that generally involve the issues of the government, most public speakers would just talk about the political issues and how “a times b” isn’t as equal as “x times y”, and they get way too technical and political that the general audience doesn’t really care. The souls and morality of people aren’t easily touched by a bunch of “evidence on paper” as much as they would, if the evidence was actually used on something real. What King did, was that he used the experiences of the African Americans and explained them vividly enough for anyone that may not have gone through the same experiences as if they’re going through them while King would explain them.

He hit his nation-wide audience in various soft spots in the emotion department, and made a really big impact on the country. Those who were ignorant before became more aware of this issue, and those who were already aware of it, just became more active in helping it.

“This will be a day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning.”

Last but not least, he speaks so enthusiastically about everything that it’s hard to get bored of what he has to say. After describing with metaphors all of the issues of discrimination, he ends his speech in a positive note that ensures everyone that if they just work together, the light from the heavens would open up and bring new meaning to life.

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I am tired as a fucker. I've been writing essays and lab results and lab conclusions and finishing up my OTHER English homework on the final project for Much Ado About Nothing for hours. Bahhhh. I need sleep, God damnit. But before I go, here's what I wrote for my other English homeowork, the one where I'm supposed to choose a scene in the play to re-write to make the play into a TRAGEDY instead of a COMEDY. For those that haven't read Much Ado About Nothing will have no fucking idea what I'm talking about while writing this assignment, so I wouldn't even bother reading it.

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A Scene Re-Written



Act 5 Scene 2
Leonato’s Garden

(Skipping the conversation with Margaret and Benedick)

[Enter Beatrice]

Benedick: Beatrice! Did you come because I asked for you to come?
Beatrice: Yes, and leave when you tell me.
Benedick: Please stay until then.
Beatrice: All is said: I’m leaving now, and before I go, let me go how I came, which is, knowing that you don’t want to deal with Claudio.
Benedick: That’s not yet true! Please stay, and let me kiss you.
Beatrice: Truth is only what truth has yet been, and you have yet dealt with that coward. With that, I will leave un-kissed.
Benedick: You have it all wrong and your wit is faced towards the wrong person: Understand that I have already challenged Claudio, and either he responds accepting my challenge, or he will forever be known as a coward and only a coward. Until then, tell me now, which bad parts of my bad parts made you first fall in love with me?
Beatrice: The only thing I can think of is that there is no good part in you that will ever fuse with anything good, thus you haven’t any for me to fall in love with. When did you first start to feel love for me?
Benedick: Fall in love! With you? Well, I suppose I do feel some suffer in the department of entrapment, for I do it against my will.
Beatrice: Since you spite love for me, I shall return the favor, but only out of more spite.
Benedick: The two of us are way too smart to love peaceably. Now tell me, how is your cousin doing?
Beatrice: Not so good.
Benedick: And you?
Beatrice: Not much better.
Benedick: Mend yourself and love me.

[Enter Ursula]

Ursula: Sir Benedick, Claudio is here to see you.
Beatrice: Alas! The moment I have been eagerly waiting for. Benedick, are you ready?
Benedick: Always ready to serve you, Madam.

[Exit all]


Act 5 Scene 3
Outside of Leonato’s House

[Enter Claudio, Benedick and Beatrice]

Claudio: Ah, friends! I have come to tell you that—
Beatrice: To tell us what? To tell us that you wish for Hero’s innocent head?
Claudio: What? No, no you misunderstand—
Benedick: Misunderstand what? That you have come here to declare yourself a coward and run away from a duel? There is nothing to misunderstand about your cowardice, unless you really are here to accept my challenge.
Claudio: Neither! I have come to make peace, for I finally know the truth. There is nothing to duel about, kind sir. I finally know of Hero’s—
Beatrice: You lie. Benedick, if you do not draw your scabbard sometime soon, I shall do it for you. Claudio is clearly making up an excuse not to fight you and to pose as a non-coward at the same time. It’s time you finish off this maiden killer.
Claudio: Please hear me out.
Benedick: I have been patient with you. There is nothing to hear out, so therefore I shall draw my weapon. Have you brought yourself a sword, or do you acquire the need for one?
Claudio: The two of you are being too headstrong for this. Please, just give me a second to explain what has just happened here. Just give me one sec—
Benedick: Your second is up. On guard!

Benedick draws his sword

Claudio: There really is no way to get through to you but to play with your rules, is there? Well, if a duel is what it takes to get you to listen to me, then a duel it is. Just remember that from this point to the point of severe injury, we are no longer friends.
Benedick: And also know that I plan on not only injuring you. You deserve to meet the same faith as the maiden they call Hero. For her sweet revenge and for my love, my only Beatrice!
Beatrice: Oh, if only I were a man. I would love to have the opportunity to clear my dear cousin’s name. Alas, I have my only love to turn to. I pray to God that thou shall win this battle, for I shall cry for an eternity in vain if I lost you. I have already lost a cousin.

[Enter Leonato and Don Pedro]

Benedick: Die, fiend!

Benedick brutally stabs Claudio at the center of his chest, causing a fatal wound

Leonato: What is going on here?
Don Pedro: Claudio! Holy merciful God, Benedick, what have you done?
Beatrice: He hath done the only right thing to do! And eye for an eye.
Benedick: Yea, and it’s not long until he’s dead. Leonato, have you come to congratulate me of my victory?
Leonato: VICTORY? Do you mean felony? He came here to tell you and my niece, Beatrice to gather to Hero’s monument where her body lies so that he could apologize! What have you done... what in God’s Earth have you done.
Benedick: I don’t understand.
Don Pedro: Well understand this: we may be friends, but this is something I cannot look over on. You cannot get away with this, even if ‘twere a misunderstanding.
Leonato: My poor future son-in-law! I can assure you now that Hero will really die now, since her one and only true love is dead.
Beatrice: Oh, Claudio! I am so sorry, please forgive Benedick for his crime.
Benedick: Forgive me? You were the one that practically forced me to kill him! I only did it to prove my love for you.
Beatrice: I thought all your love was out of spite. And I take everything I said back, I would never love you, even if it were out of spite. I would rather love a dog than a stray mutt of rancor love.
Benedick: Fine, I never really loved you anyway. I only said I did because I thought I was going to die and it would have been nice leaving this Earth knowing I loved at least once. Honestly, it was all a lie. Everything was. But don’t you dare think you’re getting away with this. You did half the killing.
Leonato: How so? We saw you stab Claudio, not Beatrice.
Benedick: Beatrice, have some last pride in you and tell him the truth!
Beatrice: Truth? The only truth is the truth of your weapon ripping through the body of sweet Claudio. Oh woe is me, all of this horror is making me light-headed. Please excuse me, uncle, your highness. I will be in my room if you need me.
Benedick: Traitor.
Beatrice: (whispering to Benedick) At least I’m a smart traitor. Farewell.

[Exit Beatrice]


Reason And Explanation




The reason I chose to re-write the play like this is to make the play a tragic one. Both of the two main themes were twisted into a way that gives the play a very tragic end. The first theme was the whole plot between Don John and his henchmen—the mischievous plot to break up Hero and Claudio. In the original play, after all of the drama in their first wedding, they still end up being together. In my version, however, Claudio dies and Hero will most likely die (for the second time) from grief and sadness. The second main theme that I distorted was the whole war of wit with Beatrice and Benedick. In the beginning of the play, they would quarrel with each other without the interest of love in each other and without the awareness of going too far with their words. Although, when they fell in love, their little quarrels would usually just be for fun in wit and good humor. Although, in the scene that I changed, after the fact that Benedick kills Claudio, Beatrice ultimately went back to her old ways and ditched Benedick in a way that deceived Don Pedro and Leonato that she had nothing to do with his murder.

The future scenes of my version of this play would most likely be the second death of Hero, where Hero might even go as far as killing herself, for real and not for pretend. Another scene would be of Don John, laughing himself to a schizophrenic degree for the fact that his evil plot succeeded. His arrest will be less unlikely.

Suffering from Hero’s death, Leonato will probably kill himself also. He would have the guilt of accusing his only daughter of treachery and helping cause her first death, that he might blame himself for causing her second death.

Out of the subject of death and yet to more tragedy, the good-willed plan of Don Pedro to get Beatrice and Benedick together obviously self-destructed in its own. If it weren’t for Beatrice’s willingness to kill Claudio, this play would have had a happy ending. Alas, Beatrice just had to have her revenge for her dear cousin. In return for vengeance, came to Benedick’s capture and/or beheading. Beatrice refused to admit to the truth that it was her who made Benedick challenge Claudio in the duel, therefore leaving Benedick as the scapegoat. Soon to be, a dead scapegoat.

Don Pedro will be traumatized for having lost his two best friends. But not to a degree that will drive him to kill himself, so he’ll probably just take some counseling. The possibility of him getting married would be less likely, after seeing the backlash of love between Claudio and Hero, and between Benedick and Beatrice.

Personally, I would like this play better as a tragedy than a comedy. Even if the whole “death of love” thing was already used in the play, Romeo and Juliet, I think this play would have been more interesting if it had all of the turns and zigzags in the plot. Plus, I loved the fiendish role that Don John played. I wished there were more scenes of him being evil than more of the lovey-dovey scenes of the two couples.

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With the help of my front page title and the double space paragraph, this project came out to be 6 pages long. I didn't make the script [play part] of my project 1.5 or double spaced, because it would probably look kind of wierd on my paper. I did, however, made my "Explanation" page double spaced. I forgot what I wrote thus far on this, it's late, my butt hurts from all this sitting, so I won't even bother making my commentary on my work here, on my Blogger. I can't even tell if I'm making sense right now, since I'm so fucking tired. I'll correct any grammar or mispellings tommorow after school. Too tired now... so much writing... my fingers are cramping up and my eyes are starting to twitch. AHHHHHHHH HOLY CRAP!!

x_o;



Tuesday, April 08, 2003

Song of the moment: Like a Stone By Audioslave

Audioslave is so hot.

Anywho. Today, I went to the DMV to FINALLY get my California ID re-newed. I first got it when I was like, 8 or 9 and I have obviously changed since then. But what's funny is, my weight hasn't changed! rofl. I used to be this little fat "MEXICAN" girl [in which people would always mistake me as, because I was so dark and crap]. I was like, 4 foot something when I was 8 and I weighed as much as I do now. 120 pounds at 5 foot, four inches. My highest weight was..... guess...... ONE HUNDRED AND 90 POUNDS AT FIVE FOOT. That was back when I was in seventh grade. 190 pounds. 5 feet. I lost the weight from DDR, Tae Kwon Do bootcamp and basketball. I lost over 70 pounds in total. [Yeah, I gained weight after basketball season ended. hee hee. XD]

What now, FUCKER? ò_Ó<^>



After the DMV, my mom took me to eat out at Fresh Choice. Mmm. Fresh Choice. I took home some muffins and brownies for lunch tommorow... you're not supposed to tak home food at an all-you-can-eat buffet, but I did it anyways. lol, I learned it from my grandmother. The last time we took her to Fresh Choice [which was about 6 years ago. She lives in the Philippines...], she was stuffing muffins in her purse. I was like, "Grandma, you're not supposed to do that!" Her: "Yeah, I know. Here. *hands me a muffin* Put this in your pocket. This is your lunch for tommorow"

*sigh*

Damnit, I have to do an essay for English. It's pretty easy, and it's our last project for Much Ado About Nothing. I chose to write a minimum of 5 paragraph essay on one of the major themes in the play. The other choices were to:
1. Find 1-2 metaphors per scene and put them in a booklet. Illustrate and explain each scene.
2. Research Elizibethan fashions. Come up with a costume booklet for characters and scenes. Explain your choices.
3. Analyze the elemtns that make this play a comedy. Re-write/add in a scene that would change the play into a tragedy.
4. Come up with your own idea. Clear it with Ms. NESHITTY by April 4th.

Hmm. After reviewing the choices, I think I might do the illustrating one. I like to doodle a lot..... and it requires little writing! Wooh. I really don't feel like writing anymore fucking essays for that play. I like it and all, but GOD DAMN we've been doing shit for that play for over 6 weeks. I'm so over it. -_-

I should really start working on that project now.... blah.

Sunday, April 06, 2003

Song of the moment: My Sacrifice By Creed

silly fobby gurl: BAH why do people argue with me and try to say that all arcade relationships have the potential to work
silly fobby gurl: _-_
I am NOT pangit: lol
silly fobby gurl: dude
silly fobby gurl: seriously
I am NOT pangit: I'm over bemani and arcade relationships
I am NOT pangit: ^^;

silly fobby gurl: THEY DONT WORK BECAUSE SOMETHING ALWAYS HAPPENS
silly fobby gurl: yeah
silly fobby gurl: i mean now i'm really cautious about it
I am NOT pangit: lol
I am NOT pangit: well, most teen age relationships don't work out anyways
I am NOT pangit: :-)

silly fobby gurl: yeah
silly fobby gurl: but i mean arcade
silly fobby gurl: X.x
silly fobby gurl: that's just...yeah
I am NOT pangit: lol
I am NOT pangit: school relationships also don't work out
I am NOT pangit: a lot of relationships don't
I am NOT pangit: =\
I am NOT pangit: hence, the divorce rate in america
I am NOT pangit: ROFL

silly fobby gurl: HAHAHAHA
silly fobby gurl: one in two marriages
silly fobby gurl: and that show "married by america" isn't helping either
silly fobby gurl: =P
I am NOT pangit: hahahaha
I am NOT pangit: that show is so stupid
I am NOT pangit: seriously

silly fobby gurl: what's worse is that "hot or not" show
silly fobby gurl: but married by america is pretty bad
I am NOT pangit: lol
I am NOT pangit: damn right

silly fobby gurl: like...it's just...really...
silly fobby gurl: blegh
I am NOT pangit: have you watched it?
silly fobby gurl: that's messing with peoples' lives
silly fobby gurl: no
silly fobby gurl: =P
I am NOT pangit: I'm not even sure if it's on yet
I am NOT pangit: same here

silly fobby gurl: it is isn't it?
I am NOT pangit: it's degrading to watch that show
I am NOT pangit: noto sure
I am NOT pangit: lol
I am NOT pangit: *not

silly fobby gurl: it started after joe millionaire i think
silly fobby gurl: like right after that one ended
I am NOT pangit: i don't watch any of those shows...
I am NOT pangit: i stop watching american idol after all the bad people have left

silly fobby gurl: joe millionaire was interesting
I am NOT pangit: then, there's nothing really to watch and laugh about
silly fobby gurl: hahahaha
silly fobby gurl: XD
silly fobby gurl: i still remember that one dude
silly fobby gurl: keith
silly fobby gurl: that sang "like a virgin"
silly fobby gurl: oh my god...that was...
silly fobby gurl: x.x
I am NOT pangit: LOL
I am NOT pangit: THAT WAS FUCKING AMAZING.

silly fobby gurl: HAHAHA yeah
silly fobby gurl: i've never heard a guy sing like that
I am NOT pangit: Loved it, loved ALL of it.
I am NOT pangit: lol

silly fobby gurl: and i hope i never will
silly fobby gurl: XD
I am NOT pangit: hahahahaha
silly fobby gurl: WINARE!
silly fobby gurl: *winnare
silly fobby gurl: hehe
silly fobby gurl: =P
I am NOT pangit: it's just funny laughing over and over and over



If I talk like this with you, that means I'm interested in our conversation. Although, if I just reply with short answers, that means you're either boring me, or you're annoying the shit outta me. :o

Song of the moment: United States of Whateva By Liam Lynch

HOLY CRAP I SAW PAUL AT THE BOARDWALK TODAY. He's fucking Santa Cruz OLD SCHOOL LIKE WHUT. [/end AzNess]

But seriously. I haven't seen that guy in the looooongest time. I used to be like, one or two inches shorter than him the last time I saw him, and now I'm like two inches taller than him. Dude. He's barely 5 feet tall. XD He's a mini-version of my brother. THEY LOOK EXACTLY ALIKE EXCEPT THAT PAUL IT A GABIZILLION TIMES SHORTER. They have the same face features, and they even smell a like. Honestly. He's a cool guy, though... except for the fact that my brother doesn't like him and doesn't want me hanging around with him. ROFL. Here's my conversation with my brother when I got home:

Me: Hey, Kuya! Do you remember Paul? The Filipino one?
Brother: Yeah, THE DRUG ADDICT?
Me: Uhh... yeah. ANYWAYS, I saw him at the Boardwalk today!
Brother: So? *doesn't care*
Me: He was asking about you and he wants to see you. Stupid. Don't you care?
Brother: No. Leave me alone.

-.- My brother sucks lollipops.

At Work

This guy named Adrian from my work likes me.... I guess. I've known him for a long time now, because we both worked at Hodgies before. But yeah, he's acting really wierd. For example, he went up to my window and said this to the guys that I was working with [he knows them]:

Someday, I'm gonna marry this girl. *points at me*

I was just like... Uhhhhhh, okay? Hahaha. Adrian is such a dork.

Later on, around like 2 or something, the manager asked me if I wanted to go home, since they had a lot of people working that day and there was hardly any people at the Boardwalk. I volounteered to go home, since I'm a lazy little bitch. Wheeeeee. So yeah, I get a FREE Philly Cheesesteak from World Grill [one of the restaurants in the company that I work in] and I head to the arcade. God, I can't believe I still play DDR. I was wearing my DDR Freak shirt today, too. I AM SUCH A LOSER. Anywho... I see Frankie, that annoying ass... person and I already said I saw Paul. Ben came a little later because Paul told him too and they hadn't seen each other in the longest time, also.

Oh! Freaking Ben told Paul that I was smoking out with him. As in, Marijuana. I was like.... WTF?!?!?! I have NEVER tried any un-prescribed drug like Marijuana, Ecstacy, Cigarettes, cocaine, you name it. Even fucking alchohol. I don't intend on doing so anytime soon, too. Paul's friend offered me a cigarette, but of course I refused. Drugs are stupid and they kill. RAWR.

It's cold. I'm going to go close the window. Stupid mother wants to kill me, I tell you.

Back. Some people from DDR Freak are really starting to annoy me. Perhaps I'll take another "break" from posting and start concentrating on something else. Like.... MY LIFE, for example. The only reason why I post there now is because of the Image Battles, and while I wait for my opponents to post their images, I post even more in other threads, and the fucking cycle continues until I go crazy and become this old hag that goes on the Internet all day and all night and depends on it every second of every day of her life. Bah.

Lets see.. what else should I talk about.. I really feel like talking. Ranting, nonetheless. Oh! I'm probably taking Algebra 2 this summer, Philosophy, or both if I can. I'm not sure yet if I'm going to take either Italian or Japanese next year... I mean, Japanese is SO common among my friends. Now Italian..... wow. It seems so interesting, so romantic, so ALIVE! [okay, that doesn't really make sense, but I'm too lazy to think of another word right now than "alive"] I'm thinking of just going to UCSC, since I've been told that they're one of the best colleges to go to for Astronomy. I think I want to major in Astrophysics. Mmmm. Sounds fun!

If not that, I want to major in Law and become a lawyer like my Grandfather. OR, I might even go to the U.S. Navy or the Air Force and become like a pilot and a kick-ass sharpshooter LIKE MY GRANDFATHER. He's the coolest person ever, I tell you. He died when I was 4, but I still respect him more than anyone else in the world, of all time. Kick. Ass. If I decide on majoring in law, the best schools to go to are Stanford and Harvard. Holy shit, I will NEVER have enough money to go to those colleges, even if I DO get accepted, which is a 1 in 9348759837589437593475435 chance. =D

Dude, I really need to stop wasting all my money on the fucking arcade. I should start saving it for once. I said that last year, and when I had like 500 dollars saved, I TOOK IT ALL OUT and bought clothes and ten billion pairs of shoes. I am such a girl, I hate it. I need to save my money and get a fucking car. I need one so bad, I'm so fucking tired of walking and taking the bus. Although, when I do get a car, I'm probably going to start gaining a lot of weight. Haha.

I need to start talking more intelligently. I'll do it later, I'm too lazy right now to think. ¬.¬

I hate K-pop and Rap now. Maybe not Kpop, since I still kind of enjoy listening to it, but RAP I cannot stand. Now Rock... mmm. I love Rock. I used to hate it. Also, I'm starting to go "UGH" on guys that are into rap and shit. The typical "AzN" guy that listen to hip hop and Rap dress so "Wanna be ghetto StYLiN LiEK WHUT" it just irritates the shit outta me. But then, the STEREOTYPICAL punk-rocker guy is considered all dirty. Not all dirty, but I remember some of my friends back then making fun of Punks and Goths because they only wear black, and they never wash their clothes. Bullshit.

My main interest of guys right now is... something like the guys of Linkin Park, Audioslave, The Strokes, All American Rejects, Weezer. You know, the semi-skinny lanky-ish nerdy type in a rock band. I LOVE the lead singers of all of those bands. HOLY SHIT SO SEXY. Hahahaha. I went from drooling over typical AzN ravers to nerdy white guys. Actually, before I started liking stupid AzN ravers, I was really into nerdy white guys. I RE-FOUND THE LIGHT IN THE TUNNEL AND I AM NO LONGER IN THE DARKNESS HOLY SHIT. Whee.

I need to sneeze.

........

There, I did it. Congratulate me, bitches.

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