Connie Luu's Bliggity-Blog

Moving to Tumblr.

2009-11-21T16:50:00.000-08:00

I was kind of convinced to finally make the move to Tumblr. I am keeping these old posts here in case I or anyone else wants to refer back to it.

The url for this blog will go back to being www.connieluu.blogspot.com.

The url for my Tumblr is www.connieluu.tumblr.com.

If everything goes exactly as planned, then www.connieluu.com will be redirected to my Tumblr.

Goodbye, Blogger!

Behind the scenes:

2009-11-15T19:44:00.000-08:00

Whenever we go to our cousin's house, Diana likes to have random photoshoots. This time I brought my camcorder and decided to record a behind the scenes video. The people in this video are on the left side of my blog (their blog links), except the oldest who is my other cousin, Kevin and Jimmy's sister.

Note: Many of the poses in this video are not serious.. but you should probably already be able to tell. If you actually think it's serious, then you need to stop living. Also, the colors in the video suck because my camcorder sucks.

The final pictures might be posted on Diana's Flickr (or not). www.flickr.com/photos/diana7uu

Yahoo! Answers: The greatest thing ever made.

2009-11-08T13:06:00.000-08:00

I was reading comments on a website today and in one of the comments, they posted the link to this extremely hilarious Yahoo! Answers question. I don't know if the author of the question was serious, but some of the comments are lolworthy.

College: It's hard.

2009-11-06T00:27:00.000-08:00

According to my.sjsu, I'm going to have one long ass vacation after winter break. However, I don't know if I'll be able to get good grades if I'm dead.

LOL WAT

2009-10-29T23:52:00.001-07:00

As if Emma Watson would really want to be my friend! I couldn't help but crack up like crazy when I saw this in my inbox.

I wish I was this clever.

2009-10-28T15:04:00.001-07:00

What makes me wonder is if Arnold Schwarzenegger came up with this. I wish I could do this to all my letters!

Just in time for Halloween.

2009-10-27T22:45:00.000-07:00

The Onion always has perfect solutions!

Horrible Halloween makeup.

2009-10-24T23:57:00.000-07:00

Today Diana decided to do a test run of what she is going to do for my cousin for his Halloween activities. I decided to record it because I had a feeling she was going to end up doing something really ugly. This video shows how crap turned into more crap. Let's just say the very first thing she did was mess up and during the makeover, she kept yelling and laughing and kept saying "oops." Also, you see me looking at the camcorder a lot because I used it as a mirror to see how it turned out. Most of the time I kept laughing because I thought I looked like a dog. And then she decided to give me facial hair.. I started to look like a goat. Because of that, more laughing ensued.

This was the final result:
(Note: This is a screencap of the video I took while I was editing. I think it looks scary.)

What Whip It and Zombieland taught me.

2009-10-10T23:26:00.000-07:00

Whip It taught me that zombies and bathrooms are even scarier when you put them together. I hope I never have to take a shit or use a restroom alone if there's ever a zombie apocalypse. Also, I learned that you should always double tap. Sex with a zombie is always better the second time around.

Zombieland taught me that roller derby names are awesome. I want a name like Maggie Mayhem, Smashley Simpson, Bloody Holly, Eva Destruction, and Babe Ruthless. If I had the balls, I would join a roller derby team, but I enjoy having teeth, a nose, and a penis. I wouldn't want a sport to take it away from me.

And if you haven't seen P.S. I Love You yet, you should go watch it. It's the best movie ever! It's about babies having sex with each other while pooping into each other's mouths and butts.

I really hope no one believes me when I said P.S. I Love You is the best movie ever. It's probably one of the worst movies I've ever seen. Zombieland and Whip It are really good movies though. Anyone who doesn't enjoy those two movies is a communist. Also, I know I switched what each movie is about. I just felt like it. If for some reason you think I accidentally mixed up the movie names, you're a racist weenie sucker loser.

I wish I was heroic like this little boy.

2009-09-24T23:22:00.000-07:00

I didn't realize how explicit this movie was as a kid.

2009-09-18T02:27:00.000-07:00

Maurice: A man's best friend, his right hand.

Maurice: We take the shit, we smash the shit, and then we put the shit back.

Maurice: *after peeing in Ronny's apple juice* - Ronny's gonna be pissed!

I finally watched District 9.

2009-09-06T21:19:00.000-07:00

The movie was extremely good and all, but I would've liked it better if the woman next to me didn't keep randomly jumping in her seat to adjust herself. Also, it would have been way better if the guy behind us didn't decide that it was best to keep farting during a movie. I guess he thought he was slick about it, but Diana and I knew. Yes, we know you farted, ass man.

Also, I thought the main character was autistic or something in the beginning because of the way he acted. Woops!

Wiggy Wiggy

2009-08-27T15:01:00.000-07:00

Bet ya bike on it!

I FUCKING LOVE 90'S NICKTOONS.

2009-08-24T23:51:00.001-07:00

http://www.theorangesplat.com/

My cousin showed me this video.

2009-08-15T21:22:00.000-07:00

I want to see people do this on a bus in person!

Just a comic. I don't know what to title this.

2009-08-14T14:07:00.000-07:00

This music video will blow your mind.

2009-08-05T18:34:00.000-07:00

[CLICK THE BAD QUALITY PICTURE TO VIEW THE VIDEO]

I was eating in the living room while my parents watched random videos on Vietnamese websites. Well, this video came on and my mind was blown.

I spent a lot of time trying to embed the damn video, but it didn't work so I gave up. Sorry, but you'll have to click the picture to get to the video.

And yes, it's this same kid:

EDIT: What the hell, I just found out that my mom has two DVDs with this kid on it..

I want to meet this kid.

2009-08-05T16:15:00.000-07:00

What does it feel like to be sliced with a sword?

2009-08-02T16:34:00.001-07:00

My arms and legs were sliced last night in my dream last night by my English 1B professor.

And it really fucking hurt.

Do you want your baby to look like your favorite celebrity?

2009-07-29T00:53:00.001-07:00

Well now you can try! On the California Cryobank's website, you can go through a list of sperm donors that have the same characteristics as certain celebrities. Some of the choices they give are so ridiculous.

Who the hell wants their baby to look like Clay Aiken?

This is all I've been listening to lately.

2009-07-28T19:20:00.000-07:00

+ the rest of Crossing the Rubicon

I just felt like posting this because I wanted to update, but all that's been in my head lately are these songs.

www.dontevenreply.com

2009-07-21T17:16:00.000-07:00

This website is so hilarious. Someone I followed on Twitter posted a link to the website so now it's going to be one of the ones I frequent daily.

Jelly Belly Factory?

2009-07-20T02:21:00.000-07:00

More like Lame Factory. The tour consists of walking above the empty factory behind glass windows. There are checkpoints where the tour guide makes you stop and watch footage about the factory on TV screens. The footage teaches you Jelly Belly's history and how jelly beans are made. I don't give a shit about Ronald Reagan's love for jelly beans. The footage they show you of how jelly beans are made is even more lame. You could just watch Unwrapped on The Food Network and you'd see better footage. The only good part about the Lame Factory is the free jelly beans. Also, the tour guide almost fell over because he bumped into a trash can.

If you ever plan on visiting the Jelly Belly Factory, don't hype yourself up thinking it's going to be super awesome. The only thing you should hype yourself up about is the free jelly beans and buttload of children.

The Unborn?

2009-07-14T02:42:00.000-07:00

More like The Lame.

amirite??

Grave of the Fireflies.

2009-07-09T01:36:00.000-07:00

I bawled. Even if you're not a fan of sad movies, watch Grave of the Fireflies. SERIOUSLY.

This would be cooler with a different song.

2009-07-06T16:33:00.000-07:00

Good samaritans.

2009-07-05T19:57:00.000-07:00

On the way to the grocery store, a guy's tire exploded in front of us. Being the good samaritans that we are, we pulled over to try to help. As soon as my cousin asked him if he needed help, he yelled "SHIT DUUUDE! DID YOU SEE THAT? THAT WAS GNARLY!" While my other cousin went to his car to get a tool to help, the guy was thanking us for stopping because people usually just drive by, but we didn't. Yada-yada-yada, the tool didn't fit so we left because he said he had a cellphone and friends who would help.

This is how our conversation went before we walked away:

Guy: Hey, do you guys smoke pot?
Us: No.
Guy: If you did, I would've given you some.

What the heeeeeeeellll.

He was smoking, had dark circles under his eyes, was barefoot, and supposedly had trackmarks on his arms. He was nice though!

Oldboy.

2009-07-05T02:50:00.001-07:00

I finally got around to watching Oldboy. My cousin gave it to me a while ago, but I was always too lazy to watch it. Since I'm in Rancho Cordova for the week, my cousin got us to finally watch it. I freaking loved it. During the course of this week, we will probably be watching a movie every day or almost every day because that is what we always do when we're together.

I read a long time ago that Will Smith was going to be in an American remake of Oldboy. Hearing that there was going to be another American remake of an Asian movie is always bad news. I don't think I've ever seen a remake that was good. I Googled to see if Will Smith was really going to be in a remake of Oldboy, but I ended up finding that he was going to be in a movie based on the Oldboy graphic novel. But then again.. the Oldboy movie is loosely based on the graphic novel.. But still..

We'll see.

What if everything we know about zombies is wrong?

2009-06-23T18:09:00.000-07:00

I'm not saying everything we know about zombies is wrong, but what if? What if there is a real zombie outbreak and people try to survive by remembering everything they know from movies and books? What if they don't die when you smash their heads? What if they're smarter than what movies and books give them credit for?

I thought about this while I read World War Z and well, I actually started to get scared. A lot of people don't think that zombies will ever be real, but hey, anything can happen. A lot of people thought that America will never be ready for a black president and well, look what happened.

If a zombie outbreak really does happen, will what we know about zombies be an advantage or disadvantage?

If our information is wrong, then we're all fucked.

Heeeeey!

2009-06-22T20:51:00.000-07:00

I still want to visit my old teachers.

2009-06-08T23:46:00.001-07:00

(I put a Stephen Colbert gif because we watched the show in her class once)

I keep having random dreams where my 12th grade English teacher would pop up. She was probably my most favorite teacher in high school, but I never got a chance to visit her ever since I graduated. During my first semester of college, I tried visiting with Diana and a friend. We ended up getting kicked out twice by two different people. Ever since then, I haven't tried again. Anyways, I'm blogging about it because my teacher was in my dream recently. In the dreams I'm always talking to her about how I want to visit, but can't because I get kicked out. Maybe one day I'll get her e-mail somehow and schedule a day where I won't interrupt her class and won't get kicked out. This is the same teacher that introduced me to David Sedaris' writing. I talked to her about Augusten Burroughs before, but I don't know if she ever read anything after our talk. I know I did..

On a related note:

I still want to visit another teacher too. However, I've never had this teacher before. She was Diana's teacher along with others, but I never had a class with her. She was pretty cool though. I used to hang out in her classroom during brunch and talk to her with friends. Before she even bought us gelato in Los Gatos because we were at Diana's photo thing. I was scared of her before I had a chance to talk to her because she used to randomly go into my class and take away people's mp3 players. She didn't look like the nicest person in the world, but she surprisingly was.

Anyone who reads this blog who went to YB will most likely know who I'm talking about. I guess since I'm not currently stressing out about college, I'm missing high school. I mean, I would never want to go back and go through high school again, but if I had the chance to only take their classes, I totally would. After I graduated high school, I felt nothing. I didn't feel excited, I didn't feel bummed, I felt nothing. It seems like all of that numbness is starting to fade now. Sure, I didn't really try my best in high school, but that didn't stop me from enjoying class. But then again, I only enjoyed certain classes because of certain teachers.

When I'm finally able to visit these two teachers, I hope they still remember me. I always have this fear that if I visit an old teacher that they'll forget who I am and was. I hope I was as memorable to them as much as they were to me.

Baaaaww, this post sounds like I'm so sad. I apologize. I'm just reminiscing.

Stop crying!!

2009-06-04T22:55:00.000-07:00

Useless DVD information.

2009-05-27T20:11:00.001-07:00

I ended up buying seasons 1-3 of It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia in Arizona because they were cheaper and sales tax ended up being cheaper. Hooray! Maybe I should come back when season 4 is out to buy it!

In related news,

I have all three seasons of Arrested Development. I saw today at a Target in Arizona that it was cheaper than when I originally bought it. Damn! I could have saved money if I waited to buy it here!

That is all.

P.S. Who wants to buy me House DVDs? ;] The DVDs are way too expensive for me to buy! I only buy DVDs when they're cheaper! $49.99 for one season? Aw man! I bought all three seasons of Arrested Development for about $60! That's cheaper than one season of House! (But I don't blame them.. House is hella good. But Arrested Development is hella good too!)

Leaving for a week long road trip.

2009-05-22T01:31:00.000-07:00

On Saturday if nothing pops up, I am going on a road trip for about a week. We're going to be in the El Monte(near LA) area and Arizona area. Sometime in that trip we might go to San Diego. We're visiting family and kidnapping a little girl to take back to our home for summer. I'll be posting updates on my Twitter and if there is internet access, I might post a blog if anything interesting happens. Also, there might be another road trip video.

Sorry for my lack of updates to anyone who does read this blog. (The very few of you that do, thank you)

Since my first year of college officially ended on Monday at approximately 10:25AM, I might update my blog more with my free time.

Here are some updates since my last post in case you're interested:

I'm almost finished reading Trainspotting. My friend Hung let me borrow World War Z, so I'll be reading that next.
I finished my first year of college. I should be able to view my grades sometime next week.
I screwed up big time in my English class by forgetting to upload my paper to turnitin.com. Luckily my teacher e-mailed me to let me know and ended up giving me a second chance to upload it.
To Diana's surprise, I finally watched Garden State.
I am now always craving Alaskan Rolls and Spicy Tuna Rolls thanks to Karen and Connie.
My laptop decided to start working again when I finally was ready to buy a new one. Thanks, you son of a bitch.

You're a disgusting ugly man.

2009-05-11T22:26:00.001-07:00

Stop reading my mail, asshole.

Dear celebrities,

2009-05-08T17:19:00.001-07:00

Please stop taking nude pictures of yourself because they always end up getting leaked onto the internet. I have read about two celebrities this week that have leaked pictures of themselves naked on the internet. TWO! TWO DIFFERENT CELEBRITIES! I'm talking to you, Cassie and Rihanna. (I'm not including Miss California's Carrie Prejean because she shouldn't be relevant in the first place).

Why people keep naked pictures of themselves on their phones or computers is beyond me. Do they just randomly open them to admire their naked body?

Isn't that what mirrors are for?

Sincerely,
A non-celebrity

People are too worried about the swine flu.

2009-04-30T22:58:00.000-07:00

I think the news should start to auto-tune everything.

2009-04-26T19:58:00.000-07:00

I would probably enjoy watching it then.

This is an old picture.

2009-04-24T00:11:00.001-07:00

I never posted it before because I didn't feel like it. It was taken on September 9, 2008. I remember walking around campus and seeing that. See if you can spot why I took the picture.

Enough is enough!

2009-04-22T21:25:00.000-07:00

I have had it with these monkey fightin' snakes on this Monday-to-Friday plane!

I wonder..

2009-04-21T21:18:00.000-07:00

Do leg shakers have toned legs?

If there is a disabled person on the bus and for some reason everyone has to evacuate, how do you get the disabled person out? (Assuming you have to exit through the windows) Do you just throw them out the windows?

Why do girls like wearing sweatpants or shirts with the word "JUICY" on the ass?

Why do some girls wear short shorts with Uggs?

Why do so many people "hate" things that are unfamiliar? (Music, movies, etc)

Why do some people insist on repeating the same joke they told a second ago?

Why do so many people gush over Michael Cera when they've only seen him in Juno and Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist?

Why do so many people say "fml" after things that aren't "fml" worthy? (Like "oh my gawd, I have an essay due tomorrow that I could have been working on for a week, but decided to stay up all night to finish it.. fml")

Why do people use the word "gay" incorrectly? ("That test was so gay.")

What was up with that whole "thizz dance" a while back?

Why do some people who buy SLR cameras think they're pro when they take normal pictures that everyone takes on small digital cameras?

Why do people like Ed Hardy clothes?

Why do people think that no one remembers what VCRs/video tapes/cassettes are anymore?

Why is Foreman still on House?

Why did Pushing Daisies get cancelled?

Why did Arrested Development get cancelled?

Why did Veronica Mars get cancelled?

How come when someone can save enough money to buy something expensive, other people assume they're rich or spoiled?

Why are people shocked when celebrities make the same mistakes as non-celebrities?

Why do Asians insist on yelling instead of talking?

Why do people sing extremely loudly at concerts? Are you there to watch the artist perform or karaoke?

Why do people think they're automatically cool when they're underage drinking?

Why can't some people have a fun time without alcohol? Are they boring people when they're sober?

Why don't people know the differences between "their", "there" and "they're"?

Why don't people know the differences between "your" and "you're"?

Why is the sun so unfriendly?

That's all the questions I have that I can think of at the moment. If I have more, I'll probably make a part 2. Please answer any of the questions you can. Your answer doesn't even have to be correct as long as it's convincing and logical.

I bought a calendar whiteboard at Target yesterday.

2009-04-15T21:52:00.000-07:00

(My board is filled up. I'm just too lazy to take a picture)

It's supposed to keep me organized, but really, it's hecka stressing me out. It's showing me how much work I actually have (even though it's not a lot). I have days where I have quizzes, papers due, events I have to work at, eating Diana's fish, having 24 hour comas, attempts to take over the world, beat a child day, when a new House will air, completion of taking over the world, canceled classes, pooping out Diana's fish, and watching Diana cry as I poop her fish out onto her bed.

Man, I am one busy gal.

People often ask me who the evil twin is.

2009-04-13T17:47:00.000-07:00

Look at her face. No one with a nose that gigantic is good. Thus concluding that Diana is the evil twin.

EDIT: Her comeback post on her blog proves how evil she is. Look at her, breaking promises. Only evil people break promises.

Letter to my laptop.

2009-04-11T00:24:00.000-07:00

Dear Inspiron 1525,

Why do you enjoy aggravating me? I feel as though I've committed my life to an ungrateful cheating whore. You disconnect from the internet like it's going out of style. You burn my fingers with your rough heated mousepad skin. Your mousepad loves to freeze on me as if I just caught you in bed with someone else. You tell me that you recognize new hardware. Who is this homewrecker you're inviting into my home? I didn't invite that in. Why are you recognizing what isn't there? Why do your programs freeze for no reason? Are you silently sabotaging me? Sure, I didn't pay for you. Sure, I didn't read many reviews about you when I decided to order you, but is that really my fault? Is it my fault that you had me at first sight? I regret purchasing you. I wish I spent more time deciding what life I wanted. I wish you weren't so stupid. Do you know that? You're stupid. You're replaceable. You're a piece of shit. The only thing I love about you is your battery life. That battery isn't even YOU! That battery is something extra that I can always get by myself without you! You're nothing to me! I'll replace you! I don't want you in my life!

Sincerely,
Connie Luu

Alert-SJSU

2009-04-08T14:04:00.000-07:00

When I started school at SJSU, I signed up for the Alert-SJSU to e-mail and text me in case of campus emergencies. Today, while I was riding the bus to school, Diana got a text from Alert-SJSU informing her that it was a test to see if it works. I never got one a text.

I think San Jose State University is secretly plotting my death.

I caved in.

2009-04-04T13:37:00.001-07:00

As you can see, I caved in and purchased a domain for my blog. It only really cost me about 7 bucks because Diana gave me a coupon code. Now it'll be easier to access my blog because all you need to remember to type in is my first and last name + .com. Right now only www.connieluu.com works because I didn't know I had manually forward my domain in order to get connieluu.com to work. It should start working soon. (It's processing)

Anyways, I thought I should let anyone who reads this blog to know about the change because it makes it easier to get to. (www.connieluu.blogspot.com redirects you to www.connieluu.com so it doesn't matter which you decide to go to. It'll be the same either way).

EDIT: It finished processing. Now my blog can be accessed by going to www.connieluu.com, connieluu.com, and www.connieluu.blogspot.com

Early movies on Fridays. [ Note: not a review ]

2009-04-03T21:22:00.000-07:00

After waiting so long for Adventureland to come out, I decided to watch the movie as soon as possible. Since I couldn't go to the midnight screening due to uptight parents and no transportation, I had to choose a later time. I could have watched the movie at 10:45AM, but I had to help my mom take care of two kids while she went to go pick up the third from school. I had to settle with 1:45PM. I was fine with the time, but I was worried that the theater would be packed because some people are on Spring Break. Also, I heard that the closest high school from me was being released at 1PM.

Diana and I left the house at about 12:20PM to catch the bus to Eastridge mall. It took us about 10 minutes to get to the bus stop, and we sat there for about 10 minutes waiting for the bus. Once we got to the mall, the first thing we did was buy tickets. I swear today was the first time I got carded, but supposedly I was carded before for a different movie. I don't remember. Anyways, Diana and I were 35 minutes early to the movie, but decided to go into the theater anyways because it doesn't hurt to get good seats. For the longest time we were the only people sitting in that theater. A couple walked in, but they immediately walked out. We didn't know why. Then an old couple went in, then another couple came in, and then the couple that walked out came back. I think Diana and I were the only people in the theater who weren't dating. (Because twin sisters don't date each other, duh!) Anyways, the theater was still extremely empty. I was surprised, but I guess people just don't watch movies at this time.

The previews started, I wanted to watch most of the movies they showed, and then the movie started. I loved the movie. However, I'm not going to write a review about it because I'm not capable of doing that.

All in all, I think I'm going to start watching movies on Fridays while people are in school. I enjoy watching movies in a theater that isn't full of people who laugh at the wrong times and shout at the screen.

Sucker Punch (2010)

2009-03-29T22:05:00.001-07:00

Who thought it would be a good idea to put Vanessa Hudgens in a movie alongside Emma Stone and Evan Rachel Wood? This movie sounds like it will be a disaster if she doesn't learn how to act. Maybe she didn't try to act in High School musical movies. Maybe she was trying. Maybe she'll learn how to act. Either way, she needs to be replaced. I can't see her without imagining her naked.

Spring Break contorting my face.

2009-03-26T00:06:00.000-07:00

According to my sweet loving mother, my face looks uneven this week. She said that now one side of my face is more "swollen" looking than the other side. My face shouldn't be swollen in the first place. Why she chose to use that word, I don't know. This comment has made me self-conscious about the balance of my face. I never examined my face before to determine whether or not it was symmetrical. I noticed now that it is slightly bigger on one side.

It must be the way I'm sleeping. Since it's Spring Break, I sleep late into the afternoon. When I'm sleeping with the sun out, I sleep on the sides of my face to block the sunlight from getting into my eyes. Is it the amount of time I spend sleeping on each side of my face?

Did this just recently happen or has it been that way all along?

Note: I don't know whether to use the word lying or laying when referring to when I'm ___ in bed. Hence why I use the word sleep so much in this post because I'm avoiding my stupidity. Lying or laying? I always used the word laying before, but according to Google, it should be lying. So what way is correct? I feel like an idiot for not knowing the difference.

See this house?

2009-03-22T01:40:00.001-07:00

I hate their dog.

Conversations with a stomach.

2009-03-21T03:09:00.001-07:00

Stomach: Hey, you've been asleep for about less than an hour now.

Me: zZz...

Stomach: Time to wake this fucker up.

Me: FFFFFFFUUUUUU-!!

Elephants vs. Zebras

2009-03-11T18:52:00.000-07:00

When I'm not eating food at Hydration or eating 2 taquitos from 7-11, I'm always at Subway. I will never get tired of the Chicken & Bacon Ranch sandwich from here. My sister and I always buy one footlong and split it so it's cheaper and enough for both of us. Most of the time when I eat it though, is right before my math seminar. The other time I would eat it is when I'm waiting with a friend for my sister to get out of class. (But that doesn't happen often because I usually don't wait for her to get out of class)

What I'm trying to say is, there is always an issue with gender. Males and females will never be entirely equal.

Also, Rihanna is so dumb for getting back with Chris Brown. You wanna get killed!?

Oh, you!

2009-03-05T23:23:00.001-08:00

I was trying to Google "what does it mean if you talk to yourself" because my dad does it all the time. I want to prove that he's crazy. Of course Google has these suggestions pop up, but none of them was what I was looking for.

Who knew so many people had problems with their poop!

I love..

2009-03-02T20:50:00.001-08:00

.. my new bass. =)

Cannibalism: Saving the world one limb at a time.

2009-02-27T23:32:00.000-08:00

Let's face it, cannibals have a bad reputation. People only talk about the fact that they eat other humans. So what? There's nothing wrong with eating humans. Some people deserve to be eaten. We eat animals don't we? If we can eat animals, why can't we eat humans? They're the same thing! I'm not saying I would ever eat a human, but I'm also not saying I'm against cannibalism. I'm also not saying that cannibals should eat anyone they want. Cannibals should only be allowed to eat jerks. Screw a life sentence, stick them in a room with a cannibal. Kill two birds with one stone! A criminal gets killed and a cannibal gets fed! It's the logical thing to do.

Get off the screen, Foreman.

2009-02-25T21:21:00.001-08:00

Seriously, you're on House way too much. You're everyone's least favorite character. I never liked you ever since season 1. Stop showing up to work, Foreman. You ruin lives. You accidentally killed someone because you didn't follow procedure. You can't do that. Who do you think you are? House? Puh-leeze! You will never be House! Also, you made Thirteen go blind and have a tumor in her brain. You ruin lives!! You ruin my life everytime I see you on House! You take air-time away from Cameron and Chase! Boo! Bring them back!

The week is almost over. The week is almost over. The week is almost over. The week is almost over...

2009-02-21T23:35:00.000-08:00

Every week I repeat in my head, "almost finished! The week is almost over." My Thursdays are everybody's elses Friday, but it doesn't feel that way. My Fridays feel like Saturday and my Sundays feel like hell because I'm stressing out about school. Most of the time I'm stressing about school when I don't have anything to stress about. I stress in summer and winter even though it's my vacation time. One day I'll stop stressing out about school because I'll be stuck at a dead-end job. A "9 to 5" as people would say.

Usually people rejoice when it feels like the week is passing by fast. I rejoice too! Then the stressing begins. I stress because it feels like it's passing by too fast. I stress because I feel like I don't have time to finish what I need to finish. I stress because I don't do anything to stop the feeling. I stress because I set myself up for disaster.

I wish I was kid again. The only thing I worried about as a kid was not pooping myself. (Just kidding, I worried about politics, global warming, Oprah, and what's going to happen to the Power Rangers)

Many people aim high. I aim for the bare minimum.

2009-02-21T01:46:00.000-08:00

I'm not that smart academically. Well, I'm okay. However, I suck at math. When I say suck, I mean SUCK. I'm currently enrolled in a remedial math course. Our "textbook" says "Algebra for College students." That's how much I suck. Whatever, some people are worse. Anyways, that's not the point. When I take tests, I pray for at least a 72%. You only need a 70% to pass and it's a credit/no credit class anyways. Last semester I somehow got a 91% on one of my tests. I was a happy ass mother fucker. When my scores are in the 70's, I'm just a happy mother fucker.

I've always been this way with math. I don't care for high scores. I only care for whatever I need to pass with. I never understood the people who freak out over a bad score when it's still a good score. I never understood the people who don't even try to get the bare minimum. I never understood math.

New template.

2009-02-20T22:57:00.000-08:00

I found this template online and changed/deleted things. One day I will be able to make my own layout! Anyways, I'm too drowsy to say anything else. I wanted to make this post entertaining, but I got nothing.

Fuck you, girl on the bus.

2009-02-19T21:52:00.001-08:00

When it was almost my bus stop, I tried to pull the cord to alert the driver that this was my stop. It didn't work. I pulled it several more times in case I pulled it too lightly. It still didn't work. I start freaking out thinking that I'm going to miss my stop and have to walk farther in order to get home. I turned around and see this guy and lady standing there telling the bus driver that they're getting off at the same stop as me. I proceed to get ready to get off the bus. While getting ready, I see this girl sitting on the left side of the bus just looking at me. (I was sitting on the right side) I'm sitting there waiting while this girl stares at me. I don't know why she was staring at me, but I didn't care for it at the time. The bus finally stops and I get off the bus after a couple people head out before me. Then I saw something that pissed me off. The girl that was staring at me got off the bus before me. You see, I was pissed off because she just sat there knowing that the cord on the right side wasn't working. She was getting off at the same spot, but didn't bother to pull the cord to alert the driver. She could have pulled the fucking cord, but didn't.

Fuck you, girl on the bus. You're a horrible rider. Do you like to see someone continuously pull a cord thinking that they're going to miss their stop because it's broken? Do you just wait it out to see how people suffer? How would you feel if you miss your stop because no one is willing to pull the cord for you? S my D, girl on the bus.

Hello, Twitter.

2009-02-17T22:27:00.001-08:00

I finally joined. I pressured myself to because I have nothing better to do.

http://www.twitter.com/oogleshlerman

Follow me!

Okay, maybe it's complete now.

2009-02-13T18:16:00.000-08:00

My poster arrived!

Sorry about the bad quality. (Camera Phone)

MySpace being difficult? No, can't be!

2009-02-08T14:44:00.000-08:00

/sarcasm

I found out today that the link to my blog was disabled on MySpace. That means that I can no longer link my blog on there properly because MySpace loves being difficult. The link ends up telling me that it's been disabled for possibly the following reasons. Spam, phishing, and viruses. My blog has none of that. Now in order for people to go to my link from MySpace, they have to manually type it in. Suuuuuucks!

Not like many people read my blog anyways. =P

New routines.

2009-02-01T22:20:00.000-08:00

"Vanessa Wetherhold: You should really make your bed. It sets the tone for the day."

- Smart People

I've decided to actually try to make my bed every morning, keep my room tidy, and make sure my school work is organized. You're probably thinking, "why the hell would I care about what you're going to do for yourself?" I thought the same thing when I was thinking of typing this up. The point is, I'm a mess. Every morning I wake up pretty early, but I force myself to go back to sleep. I do that because I'm always in a bad mood. At least, to myself I'm in a bad mood. Not a bad mood where I'll snap and attack someone, but a bad mood where I feel uninspired and lazy. On the days that I make my bed, I noticed that I'll actually try to be productive because my room doesn't look like a mess. Maybe I'm just psyching myself out, but maybe I'm not. Maybe making my bed really does set the tone for the day.

I finally finished changing things around in my room.

2009-01-31T16:45:00.000-08:00

Things are finally the way I like it.

I finally hung up two signed poster things, put up a poster I made, got a good looking desk, have the amp I've always wanted, guitar stand, blahblahblah.

My room looked different before. Very ugly before. Now it's appealing enough for me. Also, it's cleaner!

That part of the desk pulls out. This picture shows that. It can be pushed in.

A bus post that isn't a rant.

2009-01-28T22:24:00.000-08:00

Today on the bus, there was this lady that was obviously crazy. She talked obnoxiously loud and had mood swings. When I first boarded the bus, she was happy. She was joking around with the bus driver and he joked back. Later on the ride, a man boarded the bus with a cart-type-thing. I guess he accidentally hit her foot with it. She snapped. I only watched her yell and flail her arms in anger. I tried to drown her out with my music. Later on the ride my iPod was changing songs. This time she was on the phone so I slightly heard what she was saying. She said something along the lines of "man, I'm huuuungggrryyy!!" I just felt like adding that in because the way she said it was hysterical.

Also, on the bus, there was this guy that reminded me of Tobias from Arrested Development. He was wearing light blue tights and a fanny pack. Diana said that you could see his junk, but I didn't try to look at it. He was either crazy or extremely nice because he kept smiling at everyone. Judging by the tights in this weather, he's probably crazy. Either way, he was awesome.

January 2009 Road Trip

2009-01-26T09:00:00.000-08:00

Last weekend (17th-20th) David, Diana, and I went on a road trip. David wanted to surprise his mom and to give her a present in Tolleson, AZ. Before we were able to go there, we had to pick up our uncle from Baldwin Park, CA.

San Jose -> Baldwin Park = ~6 hours

Baldwin Park -> Tolleson = ~5 hours

We drove from about 9AM California time to 9PM Arizona time on Saturday and from about 8AM Arizona time to 8PM California time.

This video documents the trip. Well, sort of.

I would have finished editing and uploading the video sooner if Adobe Premiere wasn't being a bitch. It kept erroring and freezing while editing and exporting. Also, I had to cut it into two parts because YouTube is stupid and other websites didn't accept the file type.

There are two versions of this video because YouTube removed my first version due to copyright issues with two songs. I had to go in and change the songs so now it should work.

WARNING: This is my first video of the sort, so it's going to suck. Also, it's very long. I had to cut it into two parts.

Part 1

Part 2

Straight girls kissing other straight girls.

2009-01-24T17:36:00.000-08:00

I don't understand when straight party girls kiss other straight party girls. Isn't kissing a form of affection between couples? (Besides cultures where it's a form of respect or whatever it is they do it for) It's like they think, "hey, wouldn't we get so much more attention if we kissed and had a picture taken of us that we can post on MySpace? It'll be so hawt!"

I noticed that if I come across a party girl's MySpace or Facebook, they're bound to upload a kissing picture. If party girls do it, why don't boys? Why is it so acceptable for girls to kiss, but not boys? Before I've discussed this matter with my friends. Well, sort of. We were discussing why people think it's hot to see two girls kissing regardless their sexual orientation. I mean, if you're a lesbian and you want to kiss another lesbian, go ahead. You're attracted to each other. But straight girls kissing straight girls? I don't get it.

People get disgusted when they see two boys kissing each other. I don't understand why that's so different from girls kissing. A guy kissing another guy he's attracted to is no different than a girl kissing a girl she's attracted to. A straight girl kissing another straight girl just makes no sense. There's no attraction. There's just "hey, I want to kiss you. I'm not attracted to you or anything. I just want to because there's a camera there ready to take a picture of us."

Perverse products.

2009-01-16T17:32:00.001-08:00

Diana insists to show me random products she's heard of. Products such as nipple petals and menstruation cups. It's disgusting! (At least, the cup one)

What if it breaks!? You'd have be bleeding from your vagoo! Might as well stick a glass cup up your butt to poop into. Let it break so you can pick the glass shards from your asshole. Remember to record it and upload it onto the internet and title it 1 Guy 1 Cup or 1 Guy 1 Jar.

Might as well stick a baby into your penis so that you can experience child birth. Stick your fingers up your butt to catch your poop as it falls out. Stick a car in your car so you can drive while you drive. Put a penis in your penis so you can fuck while you fuck.

How to feel ugly in 4 simple steps!

2009-01-14T18:57:00.000-08:00

Step #1: Talk to Diana. She will make you feel like every choice you make is a bad one. For example, if you cut your hair, she will make you feel as though you've shaved your head or grown an extra eyeball.

Step #2: Talk to your mother. Mothers know how to bring their kids down.

Step #3: Do not forget what Diana or your mom says to you. Make sure it's kept in the back of your mind at all times. If you forget, don't worry. Pictures will bring back the pain!

Step #4: Make yourself feel ugly. If you can't do that, just talk to Diana. That should be enough.

Now you're probably wondering. Why would I want to feel ugly? Well, friend, you can't just be ugly. You have to have the feelings to match. Us uglies (that's what we call ourselves), have to have the complete package. If you don't, that's like having one boob or one ball. You're supposed to have two.

Boob + boob = boobs

Ball + ball = balls

Ugly + feeling ugly = Ugly

Duh, it's simple math!

"It's because she's sick."

2009-01-09T21:21:00.000-08:00

Everytime my dad talks about me to other people, he likes to make me sound as if I'm stupid, slow, and abnormal. It seems he only does it so insult me and to try to get people to feel sorry for me. Also, it's like this masterplan of his to try to get everyone to feel sorry for me so that they can eventually feel sorry for him. It's sick.

He'll say things like, "oh, she's dumber compared to Diana because she's sick."

"Oh, she's shorter than Diana because when she was younger she had this one surgery for her back because she's sick."

"Oh, she doesn't know how to do certain things compared to other people because when she was younger she didn't go to school sometimes because she's sick."

"Oh, she can relate to so-and-so because she's sick just like her."

"Oh, my daughter Connie, she's sick."

It seems like he uses that excuse just to say anything he wants with an explanation he thinks is valid. For example, I think he would actually say these one day.

"Oh, her feet are that size because she's sick."

"Oh, she just accidentally a Coca-Cola bottle because she's sick."

"Oh, my daughter doesn't afraid of anything because she's sick."

"Oh, she's uglier than her sister because she's sick."

"Oh, she's fat because she's sick."

"Oh, she hates me because she's sick."

I am not sick. I never was. You don't know what the word 'sick' means.

Aww, thanks Yannie and Helen.

2009-01-08T16:12:00.001-08:00

Y'alls are sweethearts. I reckon I'd find y'alls a bang or two. Y'all always welcome 'round here. We gon' get high off dem balloons.

So many things happened today.

2009-01-07T01:45:00.000-08:00

Well, compared to what usually happens. Nothing.

Let's start off in the morning. I woke up earlier than I usually do so that I can get something from San Jose State. My dad wanted Diana and I to get proof of registration with a school seal for Housing. We arrived at school, but had no idea where we were supposed to go. We went to the Administration building, but had no clue where to go next. I suggested we go to the Information Center in the Student Union. The guy told us to try the Student Services Center. When we got there, we stood in whichever line we figured it would be in. The woman took forever to show up. Finally, she shows up. I recognized her. It was the same woman who took our high school transcripts when we were enrolling. We ask her where to get what we need. She points towards the right line. Whatever, it was a short line anyways. We learn from our mistakes. Finally, we get what we need. We have a little side conversation with the lady helping us. I say lady because she seemed young. Probably mid-twenties. She was nice.

After we get what we need, we walk to the bus stop. Along the way, a stranger asks me if I'm from New York. At first I was confused, then I remembered I was wearing an I Love New York shirt. I replied with a no, but I think I came off rude. I just thought he was confusing me for someone else. Woops, my bad.

At last, we're at the bus stop. Another stranger approaches us to ask if I'm from New York. I reply again with a no. He then proceeded to make small talk about New York. He asked me if I've been to New York or if I just got the shirt for free. I tell him I've been to New York, but I don't love it. I told him it was because we went to tourist places that reeked because of trash and the heat. I thought he was going to get pissed because he's obviously from New York, otherwise we wouldn't have this conversation. He told us that he doesn't know how it smells because he hasn't been there recently and that it doesn't smell in Brooklyn, where he's from. We run out if things to say and he has places to go. Before he left, he asked us where McDonalds is. We show him the way. Then our bus came.

After we got home, my mom wanted to go to Oak Hill and Target. We haven't been to Oak Hill in a long time. When we arrived, it was mo surprise that all of Anthony's things were gone. People always steal here. We hang out for a while. Then some guy walks past us with a bike and big bag. We knew he was up to no good. Diana and I kept our eyes on him. From a distance we see him steal something from a grave before riding away on his bike. These people sicken me.

We went to Target afterwards. Nothing special happens.

When home, I saw Diana checking what books she needs to buy for the Spring semester. I do the same afterwards. I notice that my English professor wants us to buy the Into the Wild book. I loved the movie so I thought this was awesome, but I also have this fear that I might hate it after this class. I hope not.

That's all in a day's work. My arms and hands cramp from typing this on my iPod Touch. I wonder if this post is really as extensive as it feels typing it up.

Well, sort of.

2009-01-04T00:16:00.001-08:00

I've never had New Years resolutions before. Instead, I just tell myself I need to do something. I guess that's sort of the same thing.

This year, I plan to read more, play the bass more, study more, and drink more water.

I still have two unfinished books. I have read Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris on and off two times. Both times I had to restart from the beginning, but ended up just stopping where I stopped before. This time I plan to actually finish the book. Once that book is finished, I will try to complete Dry by Augusten Burroughs.

I have already started playing the bass more. I think I might start branching out on the types of songs I learn. Maybe I should actually bust out my lesson book and learn real notes and exercises.

I have also been drinking more water. Today for the first time, I bought a water bottle instead of a soda to watch a movie. Ben and Diana kept offering me candy, but I declined. I did of course have a couple pieces of candy at home. Whatever, it wasn't much.

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In other news, sorry to anyone that has said happy new year to me. (I say sorry because most of the time I was too lazy to respond). Other people I didn't respond to on purpose because I don't appreciate it if you send me an empty text first. I have a very strict limit a month, so you already wasted one text I could have sent back by sending me two. Also, it doesn't make sense for you to text me the same thing again days later. No response for you!

Old people.

2009-01-03T01:29:00.000-08:00

Hey old people, do you ever wonder why you're always so tired? Maybe because you like to wake up early for no reason! Also, you speak with outside voices rather than inside voices. You're in a small house and the person you're addressing is right in front of you. Why the high volume?

Frankly, I cannot stand old people. It's not their personalities. It's the way they look and smell. Old people are wrinkly. Old people smell nasty. Old people are often scary looking. Actually, not often. Always.

When my dad gets old, I'll move farther away from him. When my mom gets old, I'll spray her with Febreze. When I get old, I'll probably scare other younger people with my wrinkly skin and rotting smell.

My first night with my returned pillow.

2009-01-02T03:50:00.001-08:00

Thank you, Jimmy and Kevin's family. Thank you for having your cousin (or whoever he is) return my little pillow to me. I will especially need it after watching a scary movie today.

Thank you.

))<>((

Forever.

Things I have learned in 2008.

2008-12-29T23:34:00.001-08:00

Never bring something you love that cannot be purchased to any place but your room. I sometimes bring my little pillow with me when I spend a couple nights at places. Never have I forgotten it somewhere until '08.
Choose roommates wisely when staying in a hotel room. They will leave their shit in the way, wake you up in the middle of the night, and do annoying ass things.
Constantly signing onto AIM will do nothing but remind you how lonely you are.
Drug addicts believe that they can hide the fact that they are smoking weed at a bus stop by turning to the side of the bench.
I am related to a real life troll.
It's extremely hard to get a reservation at Dorsia.
There are guys who get in their cars that are filled with balloons, reverse into a car, and have the nerve to say "you weren't there a second ago". No, bitch. We were there longer than that.
People still don't know the difference between "your" and "you're".
Bus drivers are actually celebrity look-a-likes. I have seen James Avery (uncle from Fresh Prince of Bel-Air), some dude from MadTV, and a skinnier Soulja Boy.
Even if you delete Tom off MySpace, he will still try to let you know what he's doing through Friend Updates.
A philistine is a guy who doesn't care about books and interesting films and things.
Political Science will screw you over.
It takes me forever to finish a book because once I put it away, I forget about it.
You don't have to leave the house to have fun with family. In fact, sometimes you don't even need to talk to each other. All you need are laptops and movies.. and cookies.
No matter how long you play, you will never finish Monopoly.
Xzibit heard you like something so he's going to put that something into a something so you can enjoy that something while you something.
I look like Onch when my hair is at a certain length.
Original yogurt with Rasberry Mochi at the Peach Pitt is derricious.
Diana gets really mean late at night. She'll yell at you for being loud, kick you out of the room, and complains about being hot, but refuses to take off her blanket.
Jimmy loves butterfly kisses. I don't.
Kevin falls asleep a lot during movies.
If you don't wear a C, you will J all over your B's.

There are probably more things I've learned in 2008, but aren't probably as memorable. Either that or I am too tired to remember.

I didn't know it would hit me this hard.

2008-12-27T21:50:00.001-08:00

As many people know, I still sleep with a little pillow I've had since I was born. I brought it with me to Rancho Cordova since I was spending a week there. I usually don't bring it because I never usually spend many days at a time there. However, this time I forgot to bring it back with me.

It kills me inside! I want my little pillow back! People think that it would be so easy to just get rid of it. It's not that easy. That's like telling a guy who has a lot of sex to get rid of his penis. Like telling a whore to get rid of her vagina. Like telling a drug addict to use new needles. Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit, but it means that much to me.

I don't know how long I have to wait to get it back. I don't know how I'm getting it back.

I wish I was a camel toe. Because camel toes are tough. They can walk all over the desert and all the hot rocks.

This morning was quite a morning.

2008-12-26T03:44:00.000-08:00

I woke up in the morning with this piercing pain in my side. I thought I was still dreaming or someone must have hit me while I was asleep. No, it wasn't any of that. I was wide awake, but in severe pain.

I was freaked out.

I took the blanket off of my body as fast as I could. I looked where it hurt. To my discovery, a gigantic spider was biting the side of my body. I was freaked out! The only thing I could think of doing was to get something to smack it off. The closest thing I found was my phone.

The only strategy to rid the spider I could think of was to open the phone so that I had enough space away from the spider and my hand. I did that. I was able to hit it onto the floor.

It must have been unconscious or something because it didn't move. I proceeded to crush it with my phone. I drove my phone into the floor so many times with such force that my phone ended up breaking.

The side of my body is swollen and I have a broken phone. What a bad start to the day.

Nah, you believe me!?

Happy holidays!

2008-12-25T01:07:00.000-08:00

Greetings from Rancho Cordova. I've been spending my time here since Saturday afternoon. I'll probably come home on Saturday. I usually spend Christmas with my mom and dad, but I didn't feel like doing that this year. It's time I branched out and spent more time with cousins on my dad's side.

It's been a fun week. It's been full of movies, jokes, quoting, and them farting. This family farts a lot. I don't know why. It's nasty, but funny. I think I even accidentally farted once because I was laughing. However, none of their farts were accidental. They just did it to torture everyone.

Anyways, I hope everyone's holidays are going well.

I don't have an updated Christmas picture of our family so I'll just insert the picture of our last Christmas.

Jimmy Tran is a slave driver.

2008-12-24T03:39:00.000-08:00

We're not allowed to sleep before 3AM.

D'AWWWWWWWWW!!

2008-12-23T01:44:00.000-08:00

I just noticed this..

2008-12-21T03:47:00.000-08:00

How did this happen?

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

2008-12-18T00:03:00.001-08:00

Diana: Sorry, Connie but I was bored when you were sleeping and couldn't help myself. Your blog is now holiday-fied.

At last, I have a picture header.

2008-12-17T16:40:00.000-08:00

Diana made it.

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PSST! Yo, this is Diana typing right now. If you want to see the phases of making Connie's new blog banner, go to my blog. [Click here]

Stop calling me!

2008-12-17T10:45:00.001-08:00

It's been two days. My dad keeps waking me up to tell me the army is trying to call me. Each time he gives me the phone, I hang up. He thinks that I'm scared of the army. I'm not scared of the army, I'm against the war. The war is useless. Why would I want to contribute to it? Then my dad has the nerve to say, "would you rather have them call Ben and Diana?"

Excuuuuuuussseeeee meeeeee? So you WANT me to go? You would rather have me deal with it then them? What makes you think that if I tell them no or tell them that I have health issues, that they wouldn't eventually try to contact them too? What a jerk!

Re-runs.

2008-12-15T14:06:00.000-08:00

I love re-runs. Especially House re-runs.

One day I will own House DVD's. (Or at least the latest seasons)

I get super excited whenever I see a House re-run on TV.

I don't really know why.

Well, I do know why.

It's a brilliant show.

It's my favorite.

Well, one of my favorites.

This post was a waste of time.

I wanted to post something. Anything. This is what I came up with. Mainly because I wrote down House re-run schedules for December 15-26.

Sorry.

Fuzzy Nation

2008-12-08T21:23:00.000-08:00

I saw these things being sold at Macy's. I don't even know what to say about it. So freaking creepy and wrong.

It's
a
frickin'
purse.

My sense of time is gone.

2008-12-04T20:40:00.000-08:00

In high school, everything was pretty routine. If I wasn't up late working on English homework, I'm watching TV, on the internet, or sleeping. I always knew what time it was by how I was feeling.

I was always wide awake around 10-11AM, dead tired by 1PM, and extremely exhausted by 11PM.

Now that my schedule is run according to me, I'm not quite used to anything yet. I wake up every Monday and Wednesday at 7:20AM, but I'm always randomly waking up at 6AM. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, I wake up at 9:00AM. I always randomly wake up around 8AM.

There are days where I don't really have any homework to do, but then there are also the days where I'm swamped. Either way, I'm always in front of my laptop. My music is on 80% of the time. I try to be productive, but I always end up in front of the laptop. Sometimes I'm not even doing anything on the laptop. Sometimes I just sit there and stare at the screen. There's nothing happening on the screen, yet my eyes stay fixated.

It burns my eyes. It makes me feel exhausted. It never feels like a certain time anymore. It's 8:48PM but it feels like it's 11PM.

My memory and concentration has also changed. Most of the time I don't even remember what I'm listening to. I'll stare at the screen and a song is playing, but I don't notice the song is playing until way later. Sometimes I'll try to grab something within arms reach, but I immediately forget what I was reaching for. This problem was never an issue before. It never really happened before. It happens way too often now.

It must be the stress. Yes, it must be that. It must be my mind finally realizing that everything I do from now on is up to me. No more being babied. No more counselor or teacher telling me what classes I should take, what classes I need to do better in, and what teachers I have to automatically take.

Maybe I just need more sleep. Maybe I'm in need of therapy.
Maybe I should just relax.

Stressing out!

2008-12-01T20:36:00.000-08:00

I'm not even allowed to register until tomorrow. I'm freaking out! The classes I want are being filled up!!

What a depressing start to the day.

2008-11-26T14:00:00.000-08:00

9:00AM - English 1A

When my professor arrived, he seemed different. He would usually say good morning with a smile. This morning, he told us that he didn't want to talk about short stories or essays. Instead, he read a poem to us. The poem was about life. After the poem, he told us that he was having a bad week because he found out that one of his students committed suicide. The way he expressed how he felt was heartbreaking. It sounded and looked like he was about to cry. He was explaining how all our lives have an impact on others. He wanted us to know how valuable our lives are. The fact that the class was dead silent and that he was about to cry, I felt like crying. I couldn't even keep my eyes aimed towards him when he was talking or else I'd start crying. Everybody else did the same. No one knew what to say. No one knew how to comfort him. We were all speechless.

Our class was only 15 minutes long, but I'll probably think about this discussion for a while.

Busy times are coming.

2008-11-24T18:09:00.000-08:00

This week is very relaxed compared to my normal schedule. The week after however, is going to be a nightmare to get through.

12/2 - Persuasive Speech for Comm 20 then registering for classes
12/3 - Math 6A Review
12/4 - Math 6A Chapter 5-6 Test
12/5 - Intramural Competition for Comm 20
12/6 - English Final at 8:00AM-10:00AM then possibly Yannie's birthday

I have yet to start my Persuasive Speech. I know what classes I want to take but am stressing about what will be available. I have not yet figured out how to do imaginary numbers. I am extremely nervous about the Intramural Competition because I hate public speaking. I hate having to write essays in class because it's messy, unorganized, and shitty. I will probably be extremely tired the rest of Saturday. I am screwed. I've also become an insomniac again.

"This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time."

2008-11-21T23:54:00.000-08:00

After your mom gets pregnant, she's scheduled to have a baby in 9 months. When you're born, you're scheduled to cry or else the doctor suspects something is wrong. You are scheduled to start walking at around the age of 1. If you don't, your family and doctor suspect there's something wrong. If you don't say any normal words by the age of 5, something is wrong. You are scheduled to start Kindergarten at age 5. You're scheduled to move up a grade every year until high school. After high school you either go to college, get a job, or become homeless. Then you are scheduled to die.

Our life is one long schedule. Everything we do is scheduled. Everything we will ever do is scheduled. Even the things that are "spontaneous" are scheduled. No one ever just does anything anymore. They plan everything.

Why do we have to plan everything in our life? Would it really be total chaos if we don't?

I will tolerate it no more!

2008-11-17T20:13:00.000-08:00

Today on the bus, a stinky Mexican man decided to sit next to me. I was sitting in the very back of the bus with Diana. I can't reach the floor in the back of the bus so I sat at the far side so that I am able to place my feet on the railing. Diana did the same on the opposite side. The bus wasn't even crowded today, but two Mexican men who were probably in their late 30's/early 40's decided to sit in the middle of us. There were plenty of seats around us to sit in, but they felt like being creeps. The guy that sat next to me was sitting very close to me as if there was no space on the seat. He kept randomly scooting closer as if more people were trying to fit. He smelled like sweat, oil, and feet. It's weird, because he didn't even look dirty. He looked like a normal dude. Anyways, his breath smelled too. I couldn't even open the window for fresh air..

His friend finally decided to move to a different open seat, but this guy decided to stay sitting next to me. He didn't even bother to move after there was a lot of space available. The whole time I was hoping for him to move closer once more so I can pull out my pepper spray.

For some reason I just sat there, waiting for him to move closer. The whole time I was repeating in my head, "move closer, bitch. I want to pull out my pepper spray on you."

I just have this urge to scare the crap out of a stranger. (With good reason, of course)

I need to stop sitting in the back of the bus!

Wasted free time.

2008-11-10T12:43:00.001-08:00

Lately I have been wasting my free time. That means I've been wasting most of my time. I've been lounging around watching tv or staring at my laptop screen. I used to read, learn new songs, and do useful things.

I was talking to my sister and friend about how we want to write something. They said they want to write short stories. I want to write a book. I've always wanted to write a book, but have always been too scared to. Too scared someone will read it and say things I don't want to hear.

Now that I have my own room, maybe I should start. Now there's another obstacle. What would I write about?

This is what you get for living on the East side.

2008-11-06T16:41:00.000-08:00

As I was walking home with Diana, there was this group of teenage girls walking behind us. It was the obnoxious kind that think they're gangster. You know, the wannabe Chola's. When crossing the street, I tend to walk on the side that our house is on while Diana walks on the opposite. However, Diana only does this sometimes, so I look back to check which way she went. Being the angry little girls they are, they must have thought I was looking at them. Why they think so highly of themselves is the question. They then start saying things such as, "what the hell you lookin' at!"

First off, I wasn't looking at you. Don't flatter yourself. You're nothing special.

Secondly, Diana said that she thought she heard them calling us "dykes". Excuse me? How am I any different from you? (Besides the fact that I'm asian and have real eyebrows) I was wearing black jeans and a black hoodie. They were wearing skinny cargo pants(because they were obviously students ditching class) and grey and white hoodies. Who are you to judge?

They proceeded to pretend to follow me into my neighborhood. I didn't care. What were they going to do? Kick my ass because I looked in their direction? These girls got scared when a dog started barking. What kind of gangster do you think you are?

These kinds of people are the reason why I want to buy a pocket knife or gun, possibly a taser.

Perhaps I was a little too detailed.

2008-11-04T17:30:00.000-08:00

Today for Comm 20 I had to present a 5 minute informative speech. I chose to talk about feral children. While I talked I saw that many people looked shocked or sad. When I finished people looked sad and the room was silent. Well, they clapped, but usually after speeches people start going back to their own conversations. They didn't do that after mine. They must have been speechless or something. Only one person asked a question while the other people were sad. Maybe it was my closure. Maybe it was my whole speech.

Either way, I hope they understand what I was trying to present.

Bought 3 movies, burnt 2 movies.

2008-11-01T13:58:00.000-07:00

Bought 3 movies from Blockbuster on Thursday. (Little Miss Sunshine, Into the Wild, No Country for Old Men)
Burnt 2 movies on Thursday. (Toy Story, Hocus Pocus)

I have not yet been able to watch them yet. Well, I've seen them all before, just not the ones I bought/burned. The TV is always occupied.

It's all Diana's fault!!

Internet - Cable - My Room

2008-10-29T19:23:00.000-07:00

We now have internet and cable at the new house.

Diana is still sharing a room with me because we haven't gotten our own beds yet. I don't mind it as much this time because none of her stuff is in my room. (Besides her pillows and blanket)

My wall sounds as though it's going to explode whenever my mom's shower is running. Diana and I both woke up at 3AM because of this horrendous sound. (My mom was taking a shower at this time because she was cleaning all day)

My closet has an attic so I get freaked out whenever I open the door.

The floors are easily dirty so we have to wear socks or house slippers most of the time.

It is cold.

I still love my room because it is my room.

I recently changed the address for my Alternative Press Subscription but I found out that they sent out the current issue to the old house. I'm pretty much going to walk to the old house every day after school to check if it came yet. It's no biggie, it's closer to the bus stop and I only really need to walk through one neighborhood to get to mine. I checked the old house's mailbox today. No luck.

Back to my room!

It's not complete. =(

Moved!

2008-10-29T14:10:00.001-07:00

We finally moved houses. I still need a new bed and bed frame. I will possibly take pictures when everything in my room is complete. We moved in yesterday but there is no Internet and cable yet. Hopefully we get it by today. Using Hydration Internet right now..