In my psych class, there is a great game of Diplomacy going on. Now the deal is, if you lose first, you have to write a nasty paper. I sure as hell don't want to do that, so I get all wrapped up in the game, form a few treaties, and in the end, I get backstabbed by fucking Italy. Those bastards. I knew things were iffy, but they played Germany and Russia like instruments.

So you know, I don't really know what's going to happen. I'm afraid to lose first, which is why I wanted Austria to go down because they were an easy target and they're the FOB group and you know, no one cares about the FOBs because they can't even speak English. If anything, they should be annoyed by them for making up a significant amount of the student population, causing the overcrowding and the introduction of the portables, and for being annoying and speaking fob at school.
But there is a great chance of going down first and I'm freaking pissed off.

Today was supposed to be a happy day. Renaissance Assembly, riding my 2 liter bottle raft thing and take a bajillion pictures in my letter R in CalifoRnia shirt. It was great, but because of the whole thing, I'm hella pissed.

SOMETIMES I GET SO ANGRY >:0

There is something seriously wrong with the girls in my school. I think they want to make things really inconvenient for other girls so do you know what they do? They take out all of the toilet paper from the roll and stuff it in the toilet and flush, therefore causing a little mini flood. Now if that isn't disgusting enough, I sometimes find water all over the floor with toilet paper covered over it, as if that'd do anything because toilet paper dissolves again, causing another mess in the stall. And I swear to you, these girls probably plan things out. They plan it so that the only stall that doesn't have anything wrong with it smells so bad that you don't even want to go in. Now I, being someone who actually uses the school restrooms or else she would explode, have to go into one of the stalls. So which do I choose? The smelly one of course. I can always hold my nose. Now I wouldn't have to if they would stop messing up the restrooms. :[

>:000000

And if they want to add to the whole little mess, they take out all of the paper from the little dispenser for wiping your hands, shove it in the sink and turn the water on. Jeebus. What jerks. :[

JENNIFER YOU ARE SUCH A WUSSY.
STOP CRYING OVER PIECES OF YEARBOOK ENTRIES THAT YOU SAID YOU WEREN'T GONNA READ UNTIL AFTER SCHOOL ENDS.

Justin Coy came in during his 5th, my 7th to give me a bunch of flowers to thank me for being his AVID (almost personal) tutor all year long for spanish and all of this other classes.



I think my Senior year is at a complete end. At least it was worth something.

The Brighter Side Singers song was awful. I'm not saying they sang horribly, but the song they sang was stupid and sounded hella ugly. The speeches were lame and not even meaningful. I seriously expected more from my graduation. Like no one even cried because there was nothing to cry about. More people cried at Baccalaureate than at my lame graduation. That's not supposed to happen. :/

At least my dress was pretty. o_o; I derno.

Maybe I'm so negative about my graduation because my dad was a total jackass earlier to me and pissed the hell out of me. I didn't even get to stay long enough to take pictures with the people I wanted to because my parents were hungry and rushed me out of there. u_u HOW LAME.


I don't think it truly hit me that I graduated. Maybe when I'm in San Diego.

My Tabulas is so abandoned. There's just nothing to say.

So what happened after Graduation?
Nothing much really. :/
I just watched a bunch of old movies on TV because I could.
Karen finally beat FF IX, with my help of course, and I think I should return the game after I don't know, 3 years, to Jenny. Of course that can only happen when she comes back from Hong Kong.
I discovered that there was such a thing as Oldtown Monrovia, no thanks to Bradley who took me there. AMAZING. And oh, on the same night, Bradley stole my Coldstones virginity by taking me out to ice cream. Who would've known that the Love It size would be ginormous. *________* And I ran into Yi-Ki at Coldstones, and she lost her Coldstones virginity that night too. Gosh we're such lewsers.
I walked into a spider dangling from a web. u_u
I got all of the characters again on Bushido Blade 2 and whooped Karen's ass in the game.
I went to the eye doctor to see if I could get contacts and the receptionist man kept trying to talk to me with his heavy heavy accent when he was supposed to be talking to my parents up there. I just sat on the sofa and didn't bother listening since it's not like I know Vietnamese anyway.
And I've been shakin' trees, bushes and rocks for goldies on Gaia. What a funny concept.


So there's my pathetic Tabulas update. I might have more to say once I come back from Canada.

Today was my TMC Orientation. My family and I had originally planned on getting up at 5 and have my dad take us all down to SD. He would then go back home and do whatever he wanted to before work, which is still really crappy on his part since all of that driving could probably take him to Vegas, but there was nothing else we could do. I know for sure my mum wouldn't buy plane tickets or stay at a hotel the previous night. And none of the buses/trains left early enough for me to arrive at school on time. :/ So later on in the day, my mum and I would have to take a bus to a Greyhound station and catch the Greyhound to Union Station and catch another bus back to TC. What a plan. It would've taken a hella long time if we did that, but what ese could we do.

But something different happened. We all got to SD fine. As we were waiting for other students to come, my dad all of a sudden bursts out in Vietnamese and I was like, wtf, stop talking so loudly. He continued anyway. As it turns out, I have a long lost cousin going to the same college as me. What the hell right? Yeah. As it turns out, my cousin that I've never heard of in my life's mom is the cousin of my grandma or something. I have no idea how that works out, or maybe the info I have is wrong, but what the hell. My cousin, Khiem (who names their kid that anyway?), doesn't even live far from me. o_o;
Luckily for that encounter though, my mum and I didn't have to take buses home.

My ride home was a different story though. I don't know if I'd rather be on a bus. It was hella uncomfortable and everyone in there spoke the most annoying language, Vietnamese, so loudly that it was as if their voices echoed. And there I was trying to sleep as I was squished on the side listening to this annoying gibberish. Traffic was horrible too, liek omg. *______* It seemed as if whatever line we were in was the slow one. First the outer lanes were slow but the carpool wasn't, and the instant we enter the carpool, the carpool hits traffic and the outer lanes are clear and cars zoomed past us. It's not like we could join them because of the double lines next to the carpool. So we switched off again and the same thing happened. The carpool wasn't jammed, but the outer lanes were. >:0 Someone must not like me or my mom at least socializing with these distant relatives.



Anywho, the orientation itself was just hella long. We got separated into groups and I ended up with the most unspirited groups. The NorCal students separated out and just talked amongst themselves, which I thought was kinda snobby since the only things they were saying was how stupid, mean and ignorant the SoCal people were because some of 'em told them to shut up when they said words like "hella". Why come south if the only impressions you have are that SoCal people are mean and ignorant? :/ But if you honestly look back, I say hella a lot too no thanks to stupid watermelon.
Some of the things were interesting I guess, but others weren't. Some of the speeches were so boring that everyone fell asleep, and I seriously don't think the people who coordinated this thing thought of the restroom. I had to hold it in for so long until I found a chance to sneak off to a restroom. :[
And oh, did I mention I was starving most of the time? I had breakfast, yes, but we all should know I get hungry by 11 and lunch was way later than that. And my group somehow managed to be the last group to walk out of the room so we got stuck with the lunches no one else wanted, vegetarian sandwiches. Oh yum. o_o; It seriously looked like my sandwich was invaded by grass or something. I ate half of the ginormous thing anyway because it was kinda gross and the cheese in it made me sorta full, but I guess it wore off. Maybe that's why I can't be a vegetarian. Grass can't make me full.
Oh yeah. We got to learn to dance like fools. It was seriously better than listening to more boring speeches, but it wasn't that fun. :/ I derno. The first OL I met, who just happened to be from TC like woah (see what a small world it is) made Orientation sound like it was going to be fun. The other leaders in the morning were all pumped up saying we'd have a good time, but it was seriously too long for anyone to truly enjoy. I really do think every person fell asleep at least once. The only time I stayed awake during a boring speech was because I was laughing at how boring it was. That's when you know you've truly lost it.