So my voice is back, though it's still weak--especially at night. :[

I've been coughing nonstop ever since the day my voice ran away from me. I finally convinced my mum to let my dad buy me cough drops, so now I am the proud owner of 25 Halls Fruit Breezers, which apparently are not found in the candy isle [liek duh].

I don't know whether they really work or not, but I've been sucking on them non stop with hopes and beliefs of them actually working. Placebo effect ye know. I remember hearing back on my UCIrvine tour that they disproved the Placebo effect. Well screw that. If I believe the placebo effect exists, it will. >:0 Placebo effect, ye know?!

So now. What do I do now on this glorious rainy not to mention COLD New Year's Eve? I don't know. Freeze probably. Now if only I had those spiffy cool fuzzyblue slippersocks I got for watermelon who refuses to wear them.  Just think of the possibilities.

So it's almost the New Year. Go kiss someone. I won't. And as for the others, you can kiss your hand. Don't worry. I've heard it done. For some reason though, guys tend to do it on the left hand. Don't ask me why. I always thought the right hand would be more accessible. *shrug*

Sooooooooo. I've been sittin' in front of the television all day doing one of the stupidest things. Playing FFVIII yet again. u_u

I've been on a mission after Phuong came for a visit yesterday. After we found that Jenny didn't show up at McDonalds after we waited a good 45 minutes and we had no idea where an open bowling alley and got lost next to some wash, we drove around in extremely foggy weather until we encountered a familiar street and came home. And there we played video games. Karen and I let Phuong teach us how to junction, but he left before he could beat Adel for us.

Now if anyone knows enough about me, he'd know that the last time Karen and I played FFVIII, we quit after never being able to beat Adel and our memory card lost all our memory.

But now after playing all day, I finally beat Adel realizing how valuable those cheepo magic I never bothered stocking up on previously because I thought they were useless, really are.

I was playing around on myheritage.com to see which celebrities I resembled.

Funny thing. Some of the pictures I uploaded yielded women like Lucy Liu, Ayumi, Zhang Ywhatever, but there was this one image of me that produced all men. ;_; The image of Pol Pot came up a couple of times, too. ;_____;

Then I ran a picture of watermelon, my look-alike, as Karen likes to say [though I don't really see it], and he would get all women! Now what is that? :[

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School's back. Who wants to know how it went?

Well Karen decided to sign up for morning classes and she has to get up when I do, which is 6:30-ish. But of course she doesn't get up after I do. She sleeps in so I can't turn on the light [and for some reason I couldn't find the flashlight today. It must be the break of not using it for a while]. Anyway, I get dressed anyhow and go out to eat. But oh that Karen. Great timing she has. The instant I finish my breakfast, she decides to wake up and go to the only bathroom in the house. That means I can't go re-brush my teeth or anything. I try to break in anyway. :]

Anyhow, as for routines, well I don't know. I arrived freakishly early to school. At this time I was awake though. We had a spanish project and I was betrayed by William Lam, the guy who sits in my trio group while everyone else has four-o's. NOT COOL. He traded himself with this other group's two members--of course, the unwanted ones. I especially do not want to work with one of the members traded by him, simply because she is sooooo irresponsible and thinks she's really great in spanish when in reality, we all stink butt. I got over it because there was no point in ruining my already sucking day. :] Time progressed. Same 'ol classes. The only thing even remotely interesting was that I finally got a Go Physics Bar, the trophy bar in physics to make me feel the slightest bit better about myself.

Oh yeah. As the first day back, I got a papercut on my finger from my book. u_u Luckily I carry a pack of bandaids to school because I don't think interrupting Mr. Schendel when he's talking about USC football is a good idea. Some government class.

And as I helped the girls in AVID with chem, I also got to listen to them freak out about Finals. It makes me nervous to hear about it. :/

Anywho, calc started and I dozed off. Typical. I should do my homework now. AND WHERE IS WATERMELON TO COMPLAIN TO SCREAMSCREAM

But it won't fool me.

[RANT - I'm a grouch]

I got a Guidance Gazette from school today talking about Cyber bullying. One of the forms of cyber bulling was Exclusion and under Exclusion was 'Hate or bias crimes'. Well screw that. My expression of anger toward this particular girl barely touches this crime. >:0 Well who cares about that.

This past weekend we were assigned with a stupid poet project for Spanish. Granted, we were able to work in groups, but I got stuck with Emily because no one else wanted her. Tch obviously since she NEVER works. For this particular project, it wasn't any different. She came up with pleny of excuses to reduce her responsibility as a member of the group to contribute even the slightest bit.

We got to work in class a bit. Now what did Emily do? She sat in class. When we said we'd research a bit, she comes back the next day and says, "Sorry I fell asleep." Yeah well sorry doesn't cut it. When the rest of the group comes back with some material, she simply sits with a Spanish/English dictionary and looks up a few words. Liek whatev. She also said she was going on vacation this weekend. That irked me a bit, but if she still worked with the given time, I would have been fine. We gave her so many opportunities to work. The last day, she took out a sheet of paper and wrote 3 lines with her big scribbly handwriting some things that I should translate and stick into the presentation. But she didn't finish the entire speech thing (this is in English by the way. >:0) She said she'd email it to me. That was fine by me. I told her that I would send her everything she needed and call her mom to tell her to check her email when I sent it. [Because she's too fucking lazy to check it every so often to see if she got mail. u_u] That night, I was up until 2 a.m and I got no fucking email. So I wrote the thing myself. All Saturday and part day on Monday, Jenny, Alice and I worked our butts out writing, planning, rehearsing and creating other necessary objects for this teaching presentation. We tried calling Emily's mom because Emily doesn't use her cellphone. [I WONDER WHY >;0] We left messages on her cellphone asking for Emily. We did everything we could to give her the chance to contribute. :/

It was my responsibility to send the script and directions over to Emily, even though we didn't want to give her any part because she did squat. Yeah well I still typed everything out for her and tried to decipher her email address. I called her mom twice and she finally picked up and I got a hold of Emily. I asked what her email was and I sent it. I have proof that it's sent since the damned email is in my Sent box.

The day the presentations start, oh look! Emily doesn't show up. [OH I WONDER WHY] I saw her walking during nutrition though. Then I hear from Aimee (Another girl in class) that Emily called her later to tell her that hey!, she had an appointment. Now wouldn't it just responsible to tell your group instead of someone else? Aimee was even talking to me about how the time she had to work with Emily and that Emily did squat, too.

We wanted to change the presentation a bit and knew that Emily wouldn't have any idea what's going on and would probably screw the whole thing up anyway so ye know, Jenny and I decided to be tattletellers and tell on her. I scrounged up the nerves to face Utting to tell on her while Jenny talked to Emily outside, and Ms. Utting, of all things calls Emily over to chat. Emily came up with an excuse that she did write up the speech and sent it to me. [LIES] Utting wanted proof that she wrote it, but couldn't she just go home and write some crap up over the night? Emily said she sent it to me, which is probably also a lie because  even though I filter my email, I would still get the email, spam or not spam. It just goes to my bulk. :roll: And Emily of all things, said that she tried calling me back after she "didn't" receive the script I sent her, but she got a busy signal! WHAT THE FLYING FUCK. Everyone knows that I NEVER use my cellphone, even though it's on. I would have gotten the call--if she even bothered calling. True my mum did use my phone for like a minute to call Karen just to see if she and Fernando were the ones stabbed at the Arcadia mall. Safety precautions ye know. If Emily called during that one minute, which is highly unlikely, she could have friggen called back a few minutes later.

So what did Ms. Utting have to say about this?

Ms. Utting: There are many advances in technology today and you guys should have been able to communicate. So why didn't you?

My head was about to blow off at this point, so we all just went out to talk. We talked. Yeah. Ms. Utting came out to give us passes since we were detained, and the instant Utting walks out, what did Emily do?

SHE CRIES.

So now Emily is now not a part of the group because she agreed to do an entirely different poet herself.

At that point, I actually started to feel bad. Not for her lousy tears.  But I felt like the villian in the scene-- for being the one ratting her out. I felt like the bad guy, even though I honestly think that I shouldn't feel bad about anything. Something is just wrong with the entire scene.

Then in 3rd period, I hear from Jenny, who has the same class with her, that Emily was laughing and happy FIVE MINUTES later. Now if someone who was in tears and honestly felt bad about what she did and the whole situation, wouldn't she at least hold off that happiness until a bit later? I would think so.

 

Those tears aren't going to fool me. 

 

So if this rant conflicts with any of those 'Cyber bullying' points, I don't think I even care.

The other day my garage opener failed to work. I sat on the ground banging it to the walls of my house, to the floor, to the garage door and the laundry room door. The garage still didn't open. I fiddled around with the battery, and the garage still didn't open. I called Karen to see when she was getting home because I couldn't get in, and she said it'd be a while. Then finally after more banging and fiddling, the garage finally opened. I told my mum about this and she told my dad and just recently, my dad took the chain off the front gate. True there is still a lock on the gate, but at least now I can get through without having to jump the fence.

The only thing about having the gate unlocked is that, well, I simply don't remember that the gate is somewhat unlocked and I can finally enter my house through the front door. I just walk straight to the back, fiddle with the battery and enter through the back.

How pathetic.

It's that time of the year again. The time when mnemonics and other memorization devices come in super handy.

We were cut short a few days for spanish vocab review, so in class as my small group of three rushed through the packets, I honestly think we came up with the dumbest things.

pordiosero = mendigo

Now what's mendigo? Poor beggar men dig holes (to live you know?!)

Plancha - camersomething

Ye see that camersomething sounded like cameroon which sounds like dubloon, which means pirate and pirates are on ships in the sea and eat shrimp. [Obviously I was the idiot that came up with that farfetched story to remember the definition for shrimp. u_u] That sure took up more spots in my memory.

Yeah. I think that's the worst it got. I just hope it works. ;D

 

 [Edit] It worked. (:

What's wrong with this image?

Yes. That is me furiously studying for my Physics final in a couch in the kitchen along with other furniture crowded up in it.

My dad washed the carpet yesterday. It was cold sitting in the living room with the doors and windows wide open for the carpet to dry, so I sat in the kitchen, where it was sort of warmer.  :/ Derno.

 

But I do know the outcome of all that studying.

 

An F. The Physics final kicked my butt. Don't think this is some gross exaggeration. I counted the problems I was clueless on, and it a little less than half the test. :/ I studied my notes and old tests thinking the final would be similar to the tests we took before. Well I derno about that. I don't think the problems would necessarily be ranked as 'hard', but more like what the fuck, because I had no idea what I was doing. I The problems weren't even like those on our tests. Maybe they were easier or something, but I just didn't realize it. I didn't even use most of the equations I wrote down on my card. >:0

On the other hand, the government final I didn't care much for studying was easy. THAT'S NOT SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN >:0

lizza7765: WHY NOT
JnnCut: Jeebus, don't you ever go away?
lizza7765: WHY R U SO MEAN
JnnCut: Because you're bothering me.
lizza7765: WHY
JnnCut: By not going away?
lizza7765: I JUST WANT 2 TALK
JnnCut: There are plenty of people online.
lizza7765: UR MY ONLY 1
JnnCut: How did you even get my name? :[
lizza7765: ONE FIND A BUDDY
JnnCut: Find someone else on find a buddy.
lizza7765: UR THE ONLY ONE
lizza7765: SO U LIKE COINS
JnnCut: Actually, I hate coins.
JnnCut: Now will you go away?
lizza7765: WHY
JnnCut: They're boring.
lizza7765: BYE ASS WIPE

I seriously never knew that there are people so sensitive to coins. Especially a little 16 year old girl. :/


Oh yeah. Finals are over. I'm still a bit iffy about my physics and calc finals, but oh well ye know? It's time to relax.

It's Chinese New Year! Yay. It's time for Asian Trick-or-Treating--as how Peeter and Tony define it.

Okay, I didn't do much of that. I did, though, wake up nice and early to go to three temples. And for the rest of the day, I was surrounded by a bunch of Asian people. It was like neck and neck, with people's butts rubbing past mine and everything. I did see one white guy though. He was doing a martial arts performance with a bunch of other Asian kids, and I must say, he was way better than they were. xD

I first went to this temple on a hill back around El Sereno because it had the plastic horse. Since it's the year of the dog and I'm a dragon, and dogs and dragons are like enemies or whatever, I had to pet the horse and crawl under it to keep me safe. Funny thing though. I was too big for the horse. It was unbelievably difficult to crawl under the thing, because ye know, I wasn't going to get on my knees to do it. I remember being able to go under so easily, too! D;

Then we went to a bigger temple around El Sereno where hey, I found Peeter and Tony! Of course they'd be there right? Well they wanted to go to a Chinatown temple so I wandered through the giant crowd to go pray and I found Sylvia from Salsa club there. :0 We were praying to this one biggo statue when we did the stupidest thing. I heard these drums get pretty darned loud so I woke up, and hey! I discovered that my mum and I were interrupting the monks' ceremony prayer thing. This other monk was signaling for me and my mum to go ye know. But seriously, if they wanted us to move, they should've poked us or something. And so I woke my mum up and we ran off giggling like children. And through that temple, I got my eyes dried out by the smoke from the incense. Fun stuff. 

Ho'okays, by that time since we were in the area, we went to visit Edwin's grandpa. :D Gosh I love that old man. We stayed a bit and were about to leave when Edwin and Edward came home. :0 I hadn't seen Edward since like, that time we were in Vegas, which was foreverrr. I was like a 3 foot boobless child back then, too. He still remembers me though. :D Hats off to that. So we stayed longer and talked, while Edwin instantly ran upstairs to clean (as if I was going up there anyway. u_u) What a dork. I must say though, that was the highlight of my day. :D

Anywho, and on to the third temple we went. I've never been to this one, but it was kinda annoying there. There was this one singing statue that repeated this one really annoying, short song over and over and over again. I also found it a bit funny to see this one man dressed up as some god passing out these little fortune things while looking at his lottery ticket. And there, I saw Amy La. :0 It's amazing how many people you find on Chinese New Year.

 

Yeah. That was the end of my Temple visiting. We later went to some crappy fair in this park that I don't know the name of. It was cold and boring. I did get a pen and two VERB magnets. After all of that, my dad got sick. I think it's from the fair. *shrug* I finally went online after all of that, and found that I had two new Myspace comments. From who? I don't know. The comment thing is broken. But as I was on the site, I noticed everyone had new pictures of them in formals. And then it hit me. OH. Winter Formal was yesterday. Oh well. At this rate, watermelon, I think you're going to lose the bet. 

 

ps. Eclassinfo said I passed my Physics final. Hooray for me! :D