End of day - Apr 14

Wow ive been really lazy lately haven't i? Not that you really notice what's missing on this blog anyway. Yall cant even get to it unless you see it in my gmail status anyway. (To make things simpler, it's Where Blogs Come to Die . Blogspot.com) Bleh not that yall care..it's just that..AHH forget it. It'll probably make things smoother if i just act like yall care about what i write about anyway. Soo what's happened today? Well a horrible passport experience that lasted 5 hours was fist, then UIL, and finally post-UIL at the mall. Yall probably wont care about what i have to say regarding UIL unless you were there, but in case you (for some odd reason) are interested, then lucky you...weirdo.

Soo this summer im being dragged down to Vietnam for the first time in my life. (All asians gasp in disbelief.) Yeah for most of the asians i talk to it's really weird that i haven't been to my "homeland" ever. Since most of them go like..every year sooo yeah. But anyway it's the first time i'm leaving the country, so i had to get a passport today. yayyy. So this first started yesterday night, where we tried to take our own passport photos. But we couldn't develop them at home, (why? i have no idea.) So then heres what happens

-I go to walgreens at 7:30 to develop the photos
-Their printer was down so we went to CVS pharmacy to develop them
-CVS's printer didn't like our pictures, annd couldn't print them
-We go to starbucks while we wait for walgreens' printer
-Grab pictures and go to Post Office
-Post office's passport department not open yet
-Head back to take new passport photos at walgreens (our homemade ones were bad)
-Back home to get birth certificates for whatever reason
-Then to scary post office for a 40 minute wait
-Grab Lunch

Elapsed Time: Pretty damn long. Anyway i guess it was worth it since i got to miss 1st-3rd period. Which was nice.

What's Next?

UIL was okay i guess. Except apparently we arrived there an hour EARLY. So we got to stand arounnd foreverrrr until we got to stuff our stuff in an art room. (HAHA I JUST REALIZED i used stuff twice in a row lol..) Anyway but that wasnt the end of it. After unpacking for like 20 minutes, we head to the warm up room. But then once we got on stage we took like 20 MORE minutes JUST to tune. THEN another 10 minutes of JUST tuning in the sight reading room. Ughhh. But anyway all the guys go into the bathroom to change out of the goofy concert clothes right? Well once we get in there we find out theres 3 old dudes like taking pisses and dumps in there. WHILE we changed. Now that's awkward...But anyway we got one's and stuff so it's all good. Even though it was boring as hell at some points, it was worth skipping some school.

What's Next?

I guess going to the mall wasn't too bad. Except the bus ride was hell cause of Nidhi and Jessica. So eventually i moved up the bus a little bit and watched some asians play monopoly on an iphone. I guess the thing i hated the most about going there was that EVERYONE went to the apple store. I feel too much like i'm following the crowd when really im just walking in front of them :P. Not that it's a big issue, just an inconvenience for me, but hey people can go whereever they want. Going back home even tho ms victor told us the bus driver wouldn't let us bring food or drinks on the bus. BUT HAHA shortness win right? right? Dammit yall suck..

End of day - Apr 14

Hmmmmmm..

You ever had a thought when you were younger that you just thought was so stupid and useless that ANYONE who even considered whatever it was was either brain-dead or just a homosexual. Then a while after that you find yourself stroking your imaginary beard thinking ...hmmm i could try that. It's weird how our mentalities change. Yall ever get one of those? ...oh you dont. Just me? Really? Well it doesn't have to be something like doing drugs or sex or whatever. Maybe something like getting something like an iphone. When i was younger i used to think anyone who had expensive-ass phones or computers were self absorbed and preppy. But today stuff like the iphones and 3-d computers make up for looking snobby by just being fucking awesome. (Cmon, who doesn't want to watch youtube videos in 3-d??!?!?) Anywho it's not limited to just that. Have you ever thought expensive stuff was for the blondes or the preps?

Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.

You all remember when you were younger, that you would always hear that it's not what's on the outside that matters, but on the inside? Well that's all nice and peachy, but they would always make it seem like caring about how you look was stuck up or just bad. So when i was a kid i established an extremely strict $5 budget for buying clothing. I would always tell myself that whoever shops for their own clothes was gay. That they were insecure about something so they needed to shop for better clothes to feel better about themselves. Then come middle school i realized something: what if someone just wants to look nice? It was unheard of! Weren't people who cared about how they looked shallow and insecure? As a matter of fact, they weren't, and they aren't. But dont you see how the mentality changed there? Is it something about maturity that just changes our minds? Or being around other people will just open you up to new things? Or maybe my parents are putting something in my food...

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

When i was younger i would always have the short, buzzed, flat-top haircut. And so did my brother. Hey, we were asians. What else are you going to do? Well one day, my brother decided to grow his hair out. My dad was outraged. He fucking exploded to him in the biggest, protective-asian-parent, stuck up speech of his life. He told us about how he was embarrassed to be seen with him, how his hair was insulting to our relatives, and how it showed signs of "rebellion". (Yes, our parents' golden word.) So because of that nice little brainwashing session, i was taught to think that having clean cut hair is the only way to be a good person. Then EPIPHANY!! People who have long hair aren't rebellious, (well i guess they could be), but they just didn't want to have short hair!! Who would've thought??? :O

I guess i've just been brought up the asian-way. Secluded from the rest of the world. Brainwashed to believe that having unkept hair, more than $5 clothing, and phones from this decade was evil..or disrespectful..or homosexual. Have yall ever had that problem? Or i guess im just the odd one out. Meh.

End of Day - Apr 12

Is it bad that every time i write one of these i have to look at my little clock on the computer to see what day it is? Iono i never keep track :/ hey when you've spent all day writing this shit you dont care about details. ANYWAY. I think this is the 3rd or 4th week of being sick. Either i should've taken some medicine or something, or i need to see a doctor. Not that you care about my health or anything, i just felt like sharing. Hell that's what this blog is for anyway so if you dont care about my bodily functions DEAL WITH IT. Blah enough of useless stuff, on with the post!

So what's happened today? Well i had to bring to backpacks to and from school today which was pretty annoying. And Mr. Wasserman fascinated us with paintings of fat people, (seriously that man needs to get out more..). Anyway i think that's it. Hmm, slow day today i guess. Uninteresting day actually, but who cares really.

Well long story short, someone left my backpack outside the Orchestra back door on Friday, i looked for it on Sunday, and it wasn't there. So i brought another backpack today when someone else points out to me that they put the backpack INSIDE the Orchestra room. So two backpacks home. Not that this is the most hella interesting stuff ever i know, but it gives me something to talk about.

What's Next?

So after the usual Spanish lesson, Sr Wasserman decides to enrich us with the culture of Mexico. You might expect something like some authentic Mexican clothing or music, but no. He chose to teach us this through art. But not the typical photography, sculpture, Picasso-kinda art. This art is "Surreal". Put simply he's dissin the laws of physics. So this artist decides to make everyone fat. Even stuff like apples are fat. Fat trucks. Fat little boys. Fat horses. Fat naked women...(quiver). Yeah so how did this have anything to do with Mexican culture? Good question. But hey, nothing like fat-lady porn to go with your spanish lesson right??

End of Day - Apr 12

Sing this post out loud, it'll sound better.

You ever hate watching commercials sometimes? I mean i know you probably don't like them, but sometimes you just HATE seeing one so much, you just want to stab your t.v. But then what happens? A sparkly new commercial comes up and makes you all peachy again! But why is this commercial so much better? Well there could be a few reasons.
-You're tired of old commercials and you're happy for a new one
-It's a movie trailer that you like
-You have some sort of brain damage
or

***The commercial has some sort of song or jingle***

That little starred one is what im talking about. I always loved how some commercials actually took the time to rhyme whatever they had to say, or hire some sort of band or good actor to perform the song. And also, they're just really catchy! Apparently research shows that people who listen to music memorize the lyrics easier than just listening. And who doesn't love a commercial with a song in it? Because there's just so many out there! You've got the Free Credit Report.com guys, Hillshire Farm meat, Education Connection.com, all of these have songs that you'll probably be found humming or whistling to throughout the day. Is it weird to have commercial jingles on your ipod? Not that i have any.. pff.

Anyway you have to admit that saying
"Hello. Lucky Charms brand cereal is better than other cereals",
is less appealing than saying
♪They're magically delicious!♫♪ (In a sort of scottish-limerick accent)

So what do you think? Are commercials better when you can snap your fingers or tap your foot to them? Or are they still the same annoying, frustrating, repetitive, stab-your-T.V. commercial?

Quote of the Day

(Comedians are coming up with phrases you would use to describe someone's truck, but not their girlfriend.)

"...wow you can fit 4 in there."

-Greg Proops

Notice - Weekends

If yall don't know already, i don't post up anything on weekends. Sorry it's just that i'm too lazy to manage this thing when i can be sleeping... Not that you probably care anyway, but hey im just giving a heads up. Besides yall probably can't even get here unless i have the link up on my Gmail status. Sooooo whatever i guess.

See yall on monday.

Quote of the day

I couldn't come up for a quote in time today. Sorry yall.

-Alex Luong. (Does this count as a quote?)