Watermelon was supposed to write me an entry, but being the lazy guy he is (and he calls me lazy, haha), he didn't do it. It's probably because I didn't let him advertise me for prom. Well that's okay. I don't need his entry anyway. [I'm sweet-lemoning it!]

 

I got mad at rain today.

Usually rain is nice, but not today. >:0 Everyday as I would walk home from school and I get to the corner of Encinita and Longdon Avenue, I would walk onto the corner of the house's lot (which is part of the sidewalk), stop for a bit and kick over a few dandelions. There used to be only one, but now there is like a garden of them! :D Each day, there would be more dandelions for me to kick. I'm like a life-giver or something. It's just one thing that makes my walking home even more pleasant. The owners of the house must hate me for filling up their corner of the lot with a bunch of weeds, but they'll never know it's me. For all they know, it could be the wind blowing the little seedy white things over.

Well anywho, today it poured in the morning. And apparently, all of that rain knocked over all the dandelions by the time I came walking home. So rather than helping my little garden of dandelions, the rain killed it. How sad. Now I'm pretty sure they'll grow back by Monday, but it was sad today since I forgot my moosic, too.

 

 

 

Oh, and just because watermelon doesn't think this is cool, I'm posting it. >:0

Man, I would so totally wear it, even if I'm not Christian.

The greatness of Wednesday. To me, Wednesday is my day to redeem myself. Since school starts 2 hours later, I can spend that extra hour at Salsa Club. I can spend that extra hour going ahead in homework, studying and that whatnot. If I get too lazy to do anything, I can simply go to bed early so I can be refreshed for the rest of the schoolweek. It's perfect.

But today. Today was different. Rather than going to school at 9, I had to be there at 7 AM to take a three hour long practice apSpanish test. There goes my rest for the rest of the week, huh? Not to mention the fact I had two other tests today as well, so I guess I pretty much spent 3-4 hours taking tests today. How fun. That's just like the SATs.

Anywho, since I had to be at school at 7, which is like  20 minutes earlier than when I usually have to be there, my dad and I were sorta running late. We got to the intersection between Rosemead and Longden with a red light so we stopped. Then this ginormous SUV comes up from behind, honks a bazillion times. Like seriously, honking will do you no good. We couldn't move aside since we were at a red light. It's not my fault the person had to buy such a big car that it couldn't move to the side to make the right turn. Not like that made any difference. The giant SUV weaseled its way next to me to make the turn, and as I turned my head away from my psych book to see who the psycho was, it was no one other than Ms. Utting, my spanish teacher who assigned the horrid practice test at 7 AM.

So I guess we now know who was running late as well.

 

The funny thing with that was as she pulled up with that sour, grouchy look on her face, I read her lips and she was swearing. Now I remember last year when she said she was disgusted by this one project my group and I did because it was too 'vulgar' and that she didn't want to hear anything bad coming from us because there was too much in the world already.

Anywho, I'm pretty sure Ms. Utting didn't see me, and thank goodness for that. :] I should've asked her how her drive was to school today, though. That would've been fun. :B

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Oh, and on this great Wednesday, the winner of Project Runway was finally announced. Chloe. I don't know why she won since I thought her collection looked like a bunch of sofas walking down the runway, but she won. I thought for sure it was either Danny V or Santino. I would actually wear their collections. I'm so disappointed. :[ And what's even more disappointing is how wrapped up I am in a reality TV show. How pathetic. 

That's right. Guess.

 

 

DING DING DING.

Me.

They finally realize my parents have enough to pay for college. It's probably just because of the other house that is worth too much, but hey what can I do.

My mum believes the Cal Grant people made a mistake. She thinks one of the Entitlement awards comes from meeting their grade standards. I don't think that was the sole qualification for that since they only denied me because our assets were over the ceiling, but now she's going to call the place. I hope she has fun.

 

That's all I have to say.

Today (or yesterday) was my mum's birfday. I originally had planned to go to see the final production of my school's musical, Beauty and the Beast, but seeing that my dad was a complete asshole today in the morning, I didn't want to leave my mum alone.

So rather than leaving, I decided to do something stupid and cook for my mom. Now everyone knows what an awful cook I am. The last time I was left to cook with Karen, we had to call Matt to come and cook for us since we're that pathetic. But not today. I went onto FoodNetwork.com and found two recipes with ingredients we actually had and cooked. What I enjoyed most about cooking is that well, I can choose not to cook rice, since who wants to eat rice anyway.

I couldn't tell the difference between lettuce and cabbage, so I messed one dish up. And I don't think we had cooking sherry so I used CranberryApple Juice. :D I don't know if that was a good substitute or not, but my food didn't come out half bad. :D And get this,

I only set off the fire alarm once. B)

Who's pro now?

Gosh I hate physics. I honestly don't know why I'm in the class again. That stuff is kon-fuse- inggg.

No matter how many GO PHYSICS BARS I end up getting,

(meaning I'm a high scorer on the test), I will still not have a clue what I'm doing in the class.

:[

I remember that feeling a while back when I got my acceptance letter from UCI where I was free since I mean, hey, I got into college. Then Johnny told me not to feel that way until I got my acceptance from SD.

Well, I got in. Can I feel lazy now?! >:0

I don't think that's even much of a question since I've been dead all day. I even fell asleep during Good Night and Good Luck with Corinne in Econ. I derno why everyone else finds it so fascinating, but maybe I was just tired or something. Being tired now isn't good though, since I have to study for my calc test tomorrow. Ha that's great.

 

Yeah so that's my crappy update.

 

Oh yeah. Congrats to watermelon for clicking on the link in my AIM profile 200 times since December 3, 2004.  Thanks for caring enough to actually read. ;0 You deserve a prize of some sort. I'll think of that later when my brain is actually working. Anywho, goodluck studying for finals!! I expect to hear that you did well, okay?

 

Does not keep the doctor away.

 

When I was born, I was blessed with a poor immune system, though I don't know why. Catching a cold was as easy as trying to catch a moving snail. But ever since December 26, 2005 when I lost my voice and healed, I never got extremely sick. The cold was uncommon, for once! I thought it was because my mom had bought 30 pounds of apples and I ate one every day to make room in the refrigerator. Makes sense, right?

Yeah well I'm sick again! Is it because after I had consumed the 30 pounds of apples, that I ate a few pears? I mean, I switched back to apples because my mum bought another 15 pounds. They say an apple a day keeps the doctor away. I thought eating apples would make me immune to all of the sick-o's at school. Well I guess not. ;_;

So who am I going to blame this cold on?

Karen. >:0

And thank goodness for Cepacol for soothing my BURNING throat, KAREN! It is such a shame I can only suck on a candy thing every two hours. :[ 

I'm a bad luck charm, well, with Karen at least. Every time I've been in a car with her with me in the backseat and her in the front, there has been something wrong with the driving. The first time Hans got a ticket. The second time we got lost and the driver ran a red light. And today. Today John got rear-ended! OH. MY. GOSH. This must've been like the first car accident I've been in since I was a little kid where I don't remember much of anything to say that I've been in a car accident. Jeebus thank goodness for seatbelts or else I wouldn't smacked my head into the both Karen's seat thing and my back seat. I'm still a bit shooken up, and I'm going to use that as an excuse for my extremely bad bowling today with John, Peeter, Tony and Karen. My highest score was lower than my high score at Johnny's partee. I think I only got 19 this time. But that's besides the point. I think it's safe for me to say that I've officially went out to "hang" on a Saturday afternoon.

 

[Edit 3/26] Okay the effects of the car accident have come into play. Do you know how some days you overwork your muscles but feel fine, and the next day after you wake up, you feel the soreness? Yeah, well that just happened to me with the accident. And because I was sitting in the back and we got rear ended, I was impacted most (BECAUSE I'M THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS THE PAAAAAIN >:0) Gosh it feels like I slept on a rock, except it's not only one part of me that hurts -- it's my entire upper body and neck. I wonder my mum will let me out again after this.