Sunday, November 23, 2008

I really hate hardcore bloggers. Except for political ones. Or celebrity news/fashion. But when it's all about themselves or random ranting, it bores me and makes me want to kill myself. Of course, people will respond with, "then why don't you just not read it?" I don't. Except occasionally I'll stumble on one and feel completely turned off. But if blogging makes them feel happy or important or whatever, good for them. Really. It's none of my business anyway.

But lay off the abuse of smiley faces or pictures of yourself for the rest of our sanity PLEASE.

On another note, I submitted my UC app today.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

My essay got published in my Chinese school newsletter. =)

Monday, November 10, 2008

Today is a Monday. And then we have tomorrow off, which is the stupidest thing ever. Needless to say, the thought of that combined with me being tired = badish day.

1. [English class] :: The boy with horrible pimple scars and the loogie problem I was talking about a few posts ago was on my nerves more than usual today. I think it's because I was irritable in general. Everytime he hacks that loogie (and keeps it in his mouth because I never see him spit ugh) I feel like I've also got a loogie down my throat. And he sits right behind me in English now, which is just perfect. He could also pay a bit more attention in class, because when the teacher tells us something, he asks literally 10 minutes later something that she already answered.

By the way, English is extremely easy and there is no need to really know the particulars of homework, but he feels the need to ask intimate details on just how to do it. For example, how many pages it should be, if we should underline stuff in our book while we're at it, if it's easy or not. Trust me, I am not the only one who wants to shoot his head off with a shotgun. I can see and hear fellow classmates mutter to themselves everytime he asks stupid questions like this.

2. [Choir] :: We were actually very productive today. Now if only the basses could get rid of their Asian accents...

3. [Zoology class] :: Um, I don't care about hydras. We already spent a week studying sponges, and now we have to study hydras and jellyfish for another week?

4. [Econ class] :: Akane ditched me. But it's a chill class, so whatever.

5. [Photography] :: Certainly interesting to have a huge face that I would love to bash in be grinning at me from the projection.

Then I came home and played GOW2, which was fine until my brother came home and started laughing at me as he always does.

I dont' get it. Whenever I do anything girly, he makes fun of me. Like as if he wants me to be a man or something. Would he rather me be unhumanly buff (laughs at my weakness), pro at video games so that I kick his ass (laughs at my noobness), and/or look sloppy (laughs at makeup and coming hair)?

So I just tell myself, less than a year until college.

Thursday, October 9, 2008



I started volunteering at Calero Stables this week. I've always been fascinated with horses, and this was my first time really interacting with them. I rode a horse in Tahoe, but that hardly counted as anything.

Basically I groom them, saddle them, put on their bridle, lead them around, side-watch the riders (because the place is a therapeutic riding organization for disabled people), then lead the horses back, take off their stuff, and groom them again. It's hard work, but I like it. It's a pretty place, and the fall weather was fantastic today.

I only regret not bringing my camera, because I actually had a lot of free time today and there was a great potential shot and I couldn't get it. I only hope I get another chance next week.

So far a horse has snorted and blew air out of its nose, covering my arm and leg with horse snot, and another horse stepped on my right foot.

Oh and I registered to vote today.

Monday, September 29, 2008

I want to kill a guy in my English class.

Not only is he ugly (I'm not exactly shallow but the fact that he's unattractive, I must admit, only adds more to my intense irritation with him), he also cannot seem to tell when to keep his opinions to himself.

Example: We were watching a movie in English, and throughout the entire hour he was making snide, loud comments that the entire class could and did not want to hear. A girl told him to chill out multiple times, various people turned and stared and/or glared at him, and I told him to shut up and half an hour later shushed him.

Basically, he attempts to be funny and apparently finds himself so and therefore must share his great humor with everyone in his proximity.

He also has a disgusting habit of clearing the phlegm in his throat extremely loudly and consistently (about every 2 minutes) like a Chinese man who has never been educated. Actually, come to think of it, even the educated Chinese men hack lugis (however you spell it). It is absolutely horrid and nasty to hear and the minute the sound reaches my ears I feel dirty and on the road to getting terribly sick and infected.

And in my fit of anger and annoyance I will describe just how ugly he is...granted, beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I usually do not rant about how unattractive people are seeing how the beauty industry is already bad enough without me helping it along, but I think everyone will agree with me on this one...He has scars on his face from either pimples or measles. His skin is always red and completely covered in zits. He wears glasses and he has lazy eye. His hair is umkempt and slightly dirty. His lips are the same exact color of his face and have a hopeless case of being chapped for eternity. And he also has bad fashion sense.

I am so mean.

Saturday, September 27, 2008

I should really start college apps...........Sigh.

Meanwhile,

It appalls me how stupid people can be. My photography class is driving me nuts because there are just so many incredible idiots there. I'm literally surrounded. How will they make it in life? How do their parents cope with such stupid kids? And if their parents are as stupid as they are, how did they manage to be smart enough to get jobs that made enough money to send their kids to school in this neighborhood?

Monday, September 22, 2008

Happy Birthday, Mom!

Scared for Econ test tomorrow.