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|   | March 11, 2003 |
Bored |
Yes, still on spring break and no I�m not gonna tell who doesn�t know that I am on it. I will say that they will never read this. Heh, maybe they will but neh it�ll be too late by then. Today I actually get up and stay up at like seven. I wanted to download a SC patch for Battlenet. It only took five or ten minutes with all the programs gone and AOL not messing up. I just played solid SC for like the rest of the time. It was great. Sometime later Loren gets on and plays...and gives meh a win! Dumbness. Now I just suck. One win and eight losses....Ah, doesn�t matter. He comes over sometime later and chats with some people. Then, we go with his sis and her friend to go play tennis. I suck at first...but then I warm up. It takes like the whole time to warm up I swear. By that time, Loren is all good too. So, we have some really good matches and leave. Then they get pizza. They offer meh to go over to their house and have some, but I go home because I need a shower. I also don�t like mooching off of people. It makes me feel...I dunno. People are always like �hey do you want this� and I�m like �no.� Then they push meh some but I just don�t know. That kind of thing makes me all uncomfortable. I usually eventually give in if the push is hard enough, but ya know that�s normal for people to do. Instead, I just take my shower and chat some. I get off and listen to some music and �chill.� |
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|   | March 10, 2003 |
Sleepy... |
As most know, I am out on spring break, though certain persons don�t know(which will be revealed later). I half woke this morning at the normal time. I just decided not to get up at all at about 7:20. I randomly woke up through the day until like 11:00 or somewhere around then. I was even sleepier due to all that sleep. I played my PS2. The game I chose was FFX(Final Fantasy 10). Loren called several times though I didn�t answer the phone. I finally did. We talked some. He was all like �Amanda woke me up at 11:40 with her cell at school.� He was like playing SC(Starcraft) and killing people but keeping a �loss record,� which is like all losses. I kept playing my FFX and training and whatnot. I finally decided decided to kill Sin. I saved it realizing that I could still do stuff after the first round. Heh, great stuff. I stopped playing and went on the computer only to waste more time and chat. At this point my mom reminds me of a boy scout meeting that was really non-existant. So, we get there like ten minutes after what would be the start time. It was great but there were only AA(alcoholics anomynous) and some church people there. We just go back home and I do some more research on DHTML. About two hours later, I get back on the computer and chat some without getting anything done...again. I sign off due to some crap going on with AOL�s servers and reset. It messes up again so I give up. I hate AOL, not only is it not cheap but it has so many problems, but they won�t let you quit. Craziness. Maybe I should make a page dedicated to how much I hate their service....nah, I�m too lazy. Someone would have to send meh some email saying that they want that. Neh, whatever. |
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|   | March 9, 2003 |
Dunno, never was any good at knowing that |
Well, Sunday. Today the youth choir gets to sing. We are to be there at like 9:10. So, naturally we get there at like 9:25, just in time for some quality singing. We (my brother and I) got to sing the last like three lines. Great fun. So, service starts like five minutes later and we sit in the front. Then, after the �children�s corner� or whatever we go up and sit up there. Then we sing some. Pastor Pillow does his sermon then we sing again. It�s great. In Sunday school we have this one game called Pyramid. Yes, like the TV show only that the words and whatnot come from the lesson. Once again, my team not only lost but lost badly. We did worst than last time coming in with like one point. At least last time we got two...Oh well, it's only a game. After that was Chinese school. We were SUPPOSED to not have Chinese school but instead my cousins Richard and Tori and her cousin Ashley decide to come. She�s just a NUTT. Hehe, her last name is �Nutt�, and she is definately a nut... On top of that, my brother�s friend goes too. So, there is Chinese school. We learn the rest of the theme song to �Wong Fey-Hong.� It was like a friggin� circus in the class. My brother�s friend was almost unbearable. *sighs* Well, afterwards I go to my mom�s church to learn to drive a manuel. Heh, it was great. I got up to second gear this time!! Almost enough for third but not quite. Then, we go home and I chat some. Then, like two minutes after I get on, we go to my mom�s church, since I go to the night service. It�s interesting, but everytime I go I feel like it�s been forever since I�ve been there. I swear. I�m at FCBC(First Chinese Baptist Church) almost the same amount of times per week. I dunno. After, we go home. I go to sleep at like eight planning to wake up like at one or something. Instead, I do wake up at one but just go back to sleep. Heh, thats pretty much it. |
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|   | March 8, 2003 |
At this point, just tired |
I'll try to keep this short. Today was supposed to not be eventful. Instead it is pushed on me to do something. I was forced awake at like nine-something. I think that is just inhumane. It's crazy! Unjust. I'm telling you that its not right. Anyways, I had also planned to just be lazy, but my aunt is all like "Hey, lets clean up the bathroom" or "Hey, lets go wash the dishes" or "Hey, lets go get rid of all the weeds from a property covered in them." While we normally do the bathroom and dish type stuff anyways, I didn't feel like doing it. Anyways, I had to fix the weed eater, which took an hour almost literally. I finally got it to work and we went to go weed the house. I began weed-eating in the back while my aunt, my sister, my brother, my brother's friend and his brother all did the front. Well, my sister and my brother's friend didn't do much. So, I get done with most of the stuff and realize that there won't be enough gas for the remaining job. I send my brother and his friend and then ten minutes later my aunt. They played video games(and were not caught fyi). They returned like twenty minutes later without the gas. They said my aunt was getting it. I sent one back and he got back before she did. Crazy persons. Later on, after only about a third of the yard at most remained, I sent my brother to get some more wire since I had run out. After awhile more, we finally finished. It was like six solid hours of work...maybe a little less but seriously not much. Then we went to Jack in the Box and had some food. Definately not worth the effort, at least to me and my laziness. We then went home sometime later and my brother's friend stays the night. My dad visits and its all cool. We talk some and to my slight happiness...he once again quit smoking. He gets on it and off of it at will since he has the mindset to do so. I dunno. Well, in the way of important stuff that's it. This is hecka shorter than yesterday. I'm all done now and I think I'm gonna just fall asleep on the keyboard now. z65iraykllllllllll |
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|   | March 7, 2003 |
Well, since this is the second time typing this, annoyed |
Yesterday, I decided to leave my physics folder in my locker forgetting the reason I always have it. There is never enough time for me to go by my locker, which is fine, except when I put my physics folder in there. So, with a lot of hurrying, I was only twenty seconds late to class. I think I did well on the quiz and the 87.7% I'm gonna be getting in that class for this term isn't too bad, I guess. That's up like a lot since the "79%" days back when I got back from my fun little excursion to Washingtion, DC. In the lovable Mr. Ali's class, he was regretfully not there. I know how much everyone enjoys hearing about him, but he could not make it today. He had previously made reservations with the Bahamas. We just had some worksheet. In econ we talked about grades and whatnot. I am almost positive I will get an A in the class. He very kindly exempted me from certain grades...it's all good. If he randomly decides to un-exempt me, then I'm screwed. En espanol yo se` que no voy a recibir una nota "A" porque la Senorita Campbell no me le gusta.(In Spanish I know that I'm not going to get an A becase Mrs. Campbell doesn't like me). We wrote more on the compositional stuff. In English we just read Julius Casear and I got to be Casear...just before he dies...Et tu Brute`. It was great. Yes, again they forced me into a role. Ya know, there are like three or four other people that haven't read at all. Then my teacher is all in agreement with them. Then they clap. I do enjoy the attention, don't get me wrong, I am human, but its a bit...I dunno. Nevermind. In biology we just wasted the hour away with some sort of fun activity with the fun "exchanging of bodily fluids and figuring out who started it." There is no way of determining who started it since the starting person always trades with one other person right at the beginning. Then, between the two there would be no distinction. Oh well. In my free time/seventh period I just didn't do much. Afterwards...that is after school(yes, no lunch)....I decided to go and be a part of the fun at Elaine's restaurant. It was great. I got like pepper steak and white rice..it was the best. A plate like loaded with food for only like $3.78. Oh jeez, and I was soo full. Certain persons who I was going to go back with left about ten minutes after I had entered. It was fine though because they left the bus book thingy for meh. After the restaurant, the people who were going to Becky's house forced me to go along with them. I half wanted to go and half wanted to go home on the ghetto bus. At her house, it was crazy. People did random things. I would've thought they were high or at least like lightheaded but I know better. It's simply that they are IB. First, it wasn't too crazy. Ian was playing his Tenacious D(or however one spells it) and everyone was chilling. Then, people decide to play a game. Scattergories is chosen and we play a whole two rounds when Ian randomly decides to throw something. Everyone begins to throw shtuff and its like total craziness and I just sit there. It was great. Then, they started "spin the glue bottle." I wanted no part and neither did any of the straight guys...Ian and Tyler. Chris, a non-straight guy, was only too happy to play. There was a lot of "lesbian action" as the girls kissed each other on the cheek over and over for like five minutes. Somewhere in there Tyler started playing. Tyler is like totally homophobic and when teh other guy got a little too friendly Tyler got all angry. Sometime later, a lot of people left and only like three peole were left. We played mousetrap, gave up, and just set it up. We knocked it over twice and were done with it. We sat around for awhile listening to Ian's music then left. I took the public bus for the first time in Phoenix...and there are a LOT of ghetto persons on it. You don't even understand. So, I get back to find my brother and his friend playing with dry-ice and water bottles. Yes, exploding them. We tried another normal one that they had already done and then got a two liter bottle. It sounded like a shotgun or something...we ran inside. It was funny. The bottle was completely deformed. When I get back to school next week I'm gonna be all like "this is what I did over spring break" and whip out the bottle. It will be the best. Loren comes over with Sarah sometime later and says hi. They want to see a small explosion so I go and find a random like pill bottle. It gets fixed and I decide to throw it in the back where it explodes. We do it again because no one saw it and again its all crappy. They leave. I go and do some DHTML researching/note-taking. Later, I go to my auntie's church's youth choir practice. We sing some. It was a lot of fun...My brother and I were able to convince someone(Angie) to let us bum a ride...We go home and I get on the Internet. When the others get home, I get yelled at for using the phone line again. *Sigh* Well, thats about it for today...tomorrow should be interesting since I don't really have anything to do... |
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|   | March 6, 2003 |
Neh, satisfied |
Well, today was a good day. I had semi-sufficient sleep and I made it to class on time. Last night I had realized that I didn't copy down the latent heat of vaporization and fusion for water and had written a bunch of crap down for those problems. It was great. This day, I not only understood everything, I finished it in algebra in like five minutes. In algebra, chapter nine is all easy. Mr. Ali will be leaving soon to go to the Bahamas. He "has to go" regretfully. I mean it's only his daughter's wedding. It's not like it'll only happen once. Come on, this is America, number one in the world for divorce rates. He can just catch the next one. Econ...so boring and yet I don't think I will be getting an A. I didn't do the homework the way he wanted on a few and he lost a few others...its great fun. In Spanish, I KNOW I am not getting an A. She has some sort of personal vendetta against me and most of my fellow classmates. Neh, in that class I'm writing a Spanish composition (original story) on how cats and dogs become not so much friendly with each other. I'm also making the fault of the cats...my teacher's favorite animal. I don't completely dislike cats but her giving me a bad grade and difficult exams has inspired me. At lunch, more "mainstream" people(those who are not IB) started up fights and whatnot. I heard from an undisclosed source that there was to be a riot tomorrow to top the week off. Oh, next term is gonna be the best. Tomorrow, a whole bunch of IB sophmores plan to go to some restaurant to eat and there is probably room for like one-tenth of them. I might go, but I don't know. Oh, in English, we read some Shakespeare -Julius Caesar- and certain persons sitting by me decided to volunteer me for various short roles throughout. It was...interesting. I did like to do them, despite the feigned appearance of embarassment and whatnot...though the class didn't have to clap everytime I finished a part. I dunno, one of the persons said her goal was to make meh un-shy. That is gonna take some effort. Oh, for tomorrow we are to bring in some poetry...previously written or make some tonight. I don't like the ones I've written so I'll be busy tonight. In Biology, we are to write a "type two" or something on some other something on either the dangerousness of ebola over HIV or vice versa. I dunno, sounds kinda fishy to meh. I'm still not getting all this "type two" shtuff going on. I dunno. In my free period, I begin to create a personal description of myself -type page. I had it all perfect when the bell rang. I pressed "save" and logged off. Just before it completely logged off, it flashed back to the regulart screen where I saw "filename not specified" meaning that I had just wasted an hour of my life. Its okay though, I'll just put it off until next week sometime. I do have a solid week of nothing to do. I might just find some time between all the being lazy and whatnot. I dunno. Oh, so later this day, I go to the library to get the results/have a tutoring session over that SAT test I took last Saturday. I arrived about fifteen minutes late by bicycle and was partially confused since I had missed the first part. Oh well, at least I scored pretty well. I received a composite of 1230....math being 650 and verbal being 580. Too bad all the colleges find the verbal to be more important. The best college I could go to is Baylor. I could say "Arizona" or "Arizona State" but even the University of Louisianna has higher standards and more prestige than them. I then went home and decided to get on and chat some. I was supposed to be doing that poem thing, but I decided that I was lazy and put it off for a long time. If you really have a desire to see it...click here...I warn you that it is a bit morbid...unlike the normal cheerful me. I just thought it sounded good and had good structure(first and third line of each has five syllables while the second and fourth have four and rhyme). A certain person to whom I was chatting to abandoned me like an hour early. So, I was forced to do it. I am slightly dismayed by this but then I realize...ONLY A HALF DAY 'TIL SPRING BREAK!!! It's gonna be the best. Oh, sleeping and whatnot. Laziness galore....only that's what I dream about. In reality it will probably really not be cool. Oh well. I think I will just go to sleep now...its about that time when I must turn in. |
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