My whole week has been full of "Nuuuu!" moments. D:
For instance, now in graphics.
I'm not done with my self vector, which was due. Because of that, I have a D in graphics.
Nuuuuuuuu! D:
Also, I have a C in Social Studies.
Nuuuuuuuuuuu! D:
AND I THINK I FAILED MY CHEM TEST! Mega-nuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! D:
Man, my grades are sucking now.
This graphics stuff is getting too hard. ):
And I can't even work with it at home. Man that would be so beneficial.
All-State Marching Band's Pasadena trip is only three months away!
Nuuuuu- I mean Yaaaaaaaaay! ^___^
I need to start running and exercising. Get muh ass in shape.
Update later.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
Confused Evermore.
Yeah, I keep finding myself in this fickle.
What the helllllllll is wrong with me?!
._. I need to stop doing this to myself. Lily is right.
Whatever happens to me is my fault.
Bleh.
So we played Roosevelt last Friday, and I want to know who won! XD
My brother in law's friend Collin goes there, and when we hung out on Friday we were slightly arguing over who won.
;p
But screw pre-season.
I forget who we're playing this Friday.
I just hope the percussion gets their stuff together, I'm really excited about performing!
^______^
What the helllllllll is wrong with me?!
._. I need to stop doing this to myself. Lily is right.
Whatever happens to me is my fault.
Bleh.
So we played Roosevelt last Friday, and I want to know who won! XD
My brother in law's friend Collin goes there, and when we hung out on Friday we were slightly arguing over who won.
;p
But screw pre-season.
I forget who we're playing this Friday.
I just hope the percussion gets their stuff together, I'm really excited about performing!
^______^
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Sickness
My life is growing sickening. Not only do I feel sick (pertaining to stuffy nose and sore throat), but my body has been reacting in a sickly way to my emotions. Whenever I think of one particular person, my heart physically aches and it spreads to my muscles in my abdomen. The last few days, it's been so violent I've buckled over and gagged, even threw up.
When I think of another person... God, my face begins to burn up. I get so angry, I sweat and get goosebumps, and I even feel my veins screaming. I'm assuming that this urge is my urge to kill, but... let's not get ahead of ourselves. I don't want to think of myself as a potential murderer.
Aside from bodily sickness, I've grown sick of this daily routine. I'm sick of waking up at 6am; I'm sick of sitting in graphics doing vectors; I'm sick of being depressed in Chem! I want to get out of here already. I think All-State rehearsals need to start already... I need something that makes me happy in my life.
And I'm not over it yet. I need to be. Because the more I linger over this, the more I'll hate a girl I don't need to hate, and the more reason it gives me to hate him.
It's scabbing. I want it to bleed again. ):
When I think of another person... God, my face begins to burn up. I get so angry, I sweat and get goosebumps, and I even feel my veins screaming. I'm assuming that this urge is my urge to kill, but... let's not get ahead of ourselves. I don't want to think of myself as a potential murderer.
Aside from bodily sickness, I've grown sick of this daily routine. I'm sick of waking up at 6am; I'm sick of sitting in graphics doing vectors; I'm sick of being depressed in Chem! I want to get out of here already. I think All-State rehearsals need to start already... I need something that makes me happy in my life.
And I'm not over it yet. I need to be. Because the more I linger over this, the more I'll hate a girl I don't need to hate, and the more reason it gives me to hate him.
It's scabbing. I want it to bleed again. ):
Monday, August 11, 2008
Unusual Turn of Events
So the ties of fate twisted in an awkward way last night with a couple friends, and I'm waiting to see what's to become of their friendship. She told me not to leave her last night because she was afraid to die, and I stayed with her for as long as I could. Then fate decided to twist around my neck, and a series of events occurred to my body. That, however, is the lesser of important things.
I'm scared for her. And I'm very displeased with him.
Meh... I'm quite sure this will blow over. I just need to convince her that. ):
I'm scared for her. And I'm very displeased with him.
Meh... I'm quite sure this will blow over. I just need to convince her that. ):
Saturday, August 2, 2008
U.S. History Assignment One
What Does It Mean To Be American?
Every country in the world has special traits that make them unique, and enable them to proudly say, "Yes I am French," or "I'm a proud Australian!" The question posed is asking what it means to be American, but the real question is what "American" is.
The politically correct answer would be this: "A person who is born or becomes a citizen of the United States." (wordnet.princeton.edu) However, the "making" of an American is much more than citizenship.
The typical American is not hard to miss when placed in a foreign country. If there is one thing that is to be said about how Americans act, it is that they have a sort of arrogance about them. Carlos Mencia, a Latin-American stand-up comedian, once made a joke about how the United States spent thirty-million dollars to invent a pen that could write in space, while Russie simply used a pencil. His explanation as tho why the U.S. went through all the trouble of creating a space-writing pen is that Americans are the best, and "we want to go to space in style." Mencia himself is a great example of a proud American.
It's hard for a person to say that they're the best at what they do without being faced with an argument that they'll most likely lose. Americans simply resolve this issue with the answer "Because we are," and that is the pride and arrogance that most Americans carry, adn that is what I believe makes a true American. So what does it mean to be an American? It means to be proud of living in America and the history behind it that makes it so great. It means to not be ashamed of what our country has done to achieve it's greatness. Thats what it means to be American.
In all honesty, I bullshit most of this. LOL. Shhh, don't tell Mrs. Aceret.
Every country in the world has special traits that make them unique, and enable them to proudly say, "Yes I am French," or "I'm a proud Australian!" The question posed is asking what it means to be American, but the real question is what "American" is.
The politically correct answer would be this: "A person who is born or becomes a citizen of the United States." (wordnet.princeton.edu) However, the "making" of an American is much more than citizenship.
The typical American is not hard to miss when placed in a foreign country. If there is one thing that is to be said about how Americans act, it is that they have a sort of arrogance about them. Carlos Mencia, a Latin-American stand-up comedian, once made a joke about how the United States spent thirty-million dollars to invent a pen that could write in space, while Russie simply used a pencil. His explanation as tho why the U.S. went through all the trouble of creating a space-writing pen is that Americans are the best, and "we want to go to space in style." Mencia himself is a great example of a proud American.
It's hard for a person to say that they're the best at what they do without being faced with an argument that they'll most likely lose. Americans simply resolve this issue with the answer "Because we are," and that is the pride and arrogance that most Americans carry, adn that is what I believe makes a true American. So what does it mean to be an American? It means to be proud of living in America and the history behind it that makes it so great. It means to not be ashamed of what our country has done to achieve it's greatness. Thats what it means to be American.
In all honesty, I bullshit most of this. LOL. Shhh, don't tell Mrs. Aceret.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Back To School: Junior Year
Hey everyone, tis I! I'm back in classes again, and lemme tell you. School is theeeee SHIT!
My schedule is awesome this year, because it seems like I don't have math this semester,
or maybe even this year! Which... in the long run... sucks, because that means I HAVE to take math my senior year.
Oh... or maybe I can take my math course during the summer.
That would be fun. ^____^
My schedule is as follows:
Period one - US History
Period two - Graphics Tech I (Yayyy! I gots Sueoka againnnn! *Evil laughter*)
Period three - AP Chemistry
Perioud four - A Day: AP English&Composition / B Day: Advisory
So those who have been following my blog since last year, you can guess who's class I'm in right now. XD
Sue's period two class is a combination of his normal Communications class and his Tech I class (mee!), so right now he's going over basic PhotoShop stuff with them while the Tech People just browse around.
All of yesterday was a trip, man. The freshman were all packed into D-building like they had no idea where to go. Aside from that, I had fun seeing my friends again. Man, it really feels like I've had no break. Damn summer school. ^____^
Oh, and I forgot to mention that I went to Freshman Day (Wednesday) to help promote band. It was fun and entertaining. I saw several freshmen that I knew. Mr. Kea even let me, Mark, and Kiana walk off campus to get food. We ended up going to Taco Bell and came back late. We got a small teasig lecture from Kea about being late, and Kiana got on her knees and presented a taco to him and was like, "But Kea, we were late because we were getting you a taco! It was for yooou!" I was laughing the whole time, just thinking how Kiana is so full of shit. XD
Afterwards, I met up with Kyle and Lily and ended up searching for the beach behind Ocean Pointe. It was good fun. It took an hour finding the beach but took 20 minutes for me to get home. LOL! Haaaa, good way to start the school year.
Oh, and for those that I know read my blog,
Hi Mitch! ^____^
Hi Anthony! :Glomps:
Hi Cami! :Waves:
Hiiiii Jana! Thanks for the Subway. ;D
Maybe I'll update later. Not too sure. ^___^ Til then, seeya guys!
My schedule is awesome this year, because it seems like I don't have math this semester,
or maybe even this year! Which... in the long run... sucks, because that means I HAVE to take math my senior year.
Oh... or maybe I can take my math course during the summer.
That would be fun. ^____^
My schedule is as follows:
Period one - US History
Period two - Graphics Tech I (Yayyy! I gots Sueoka againnnn! *Evil laughter*)
Period three - AP Chemistry
Perioud four - A Day: AP English&Composition / B Day: Advisory
So those who have been following my blog since last year, you can guess who's class I'm in right now. XD
Sue's period two class is a combination of his normal Communications class and his Tech I class (mee!), so right now he's going over basic PhotoShop stuff with them while the Tech People just browse around.
All of yesterday was a trip, man. The freshman were all packed into D-building like they had no idea where to go. Aside from that, I had fun seeing my friends again. Man, it really feels like I've had no break. Damn summer school. ^____^
Oh, and I forgot to mention that I went to Freshman Day (Wednesday) to help promote band. It was fun and entertaining. I saw several freshmen that I knew. Mr. Kea even let me, Mark, and Kiana walk off campus to get food. We ended up going to Taco Bell and came back late. We got a small teasig lecture from Kea about being late, and Kiana got on her knees and presented a taco to him and was like, "But Kea, we were late because we were getting you a taco! It was for yooou!" I was laughing the whole time, just thinking how Kiana is so full of shit. XD
Afterwards, I met up with Kyle and Lily and ended up searching for the beach behind Ocean Pointe. It was good fun. It took an hour finding the beach but took 20 minutes for me to get home. LOL! Haaaa, good way to start the school year.
Oh, and for those that I know read my blog,
Hi Mitch! ^____^
Hi Anthony! :Glomps:
Hi Cami! :Waves:
Hiiiii Jana! Thanks for the Subway. ;D
Maybe I'll update later. Not too sure. ^___^ Til then, seeya guys!
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