No offense to some 7th or 6th graders out there. What im saying is that out there there are 6th-7th graders i want to stab, or give a little pat on the head, cause they're that adorable. You know which one you are :) Haha anywho there are some younger kids that i just want to drown in a toilet, or hit with an algebra textbook,(the GODDAMN GIGANTIC-ASS one.)or pick up and make him do a faceplant on the floor so you can say "I THREW IT ON THE GROUNDDDD" proudly. There are a few reasons for this...
-They're trying to be cool somehow
-They try and threaten you when they know they're total pussies
-They do a really gay-ass hair flip when their hair is TOO SHORT to flip anyway! (i.e. the justin bieber wannabes.)
-They think they're all that cause they're taller than you. (My least favorite. Guess why.)
-They try and harass you when it's supposed to be the other way around.
By the way have any of yall noticed i make these kinda lists in my posts alot? Annoying? Useful? What do you think?
Anyway anyway i hate those kids who try to slide down the banister. Whoa holy fuck youre cool. That and the fact that they only slide down like one step makes them look SO PATHETIC. Or when they cut in the lunch line or walk down the "wrong" hallway and they think they're SOOO HARDCORE. They make me sick.
When kids are like "stay back mudafucka i gotta blackbelt and dat shit" i cannot help but either sit and laugh, or want to stab them. First of all it's usually the really tiny kids saying this when theyre trying to stand up for themselves or whatever the case may be. And i dont blame them, i used to do the same thing. But these kids kiiiiiind of overreact a little bit and its just pitiful to see our future being brought up like this. I saw a kid the other day who raised his leg in a wannabe-ninja way. Then he put his leg down and he was all like "i coulda killed you with that kick." Everyone cracked up laughing. However this kid was in 8th grade so iono if that counts. If you dont know who im talking about he's a kid that everyone hates in 1st period P.E. Probably one or two of you will know who im talking about.
I can understand if some kids want to flip their hair every once in a while, hell i do that too i guess. But if you're an indian kid with one of those curly or short hairstyles, all youre going to do is make yourself look like an idiot. Or justin beiber. Much of a difference? Not so much. (Nah im just joshin i love justin.) (No i dont.)
If youre taller than someone that doesn't make you any better at ass kicking okay? If you have a blackbelt that doesn't mean you can kick someone's ass either. If you're on the football team that doesn't necessarily mean you can beat someone else. You dont need to be fucking 6th feet to kick someone's gonads. You dont need to take faggot-ass karate to throw a punch at someone's face. And lastly waterboys can't fight. Sorry buddy.
Going "Hey what's up dude." to an 8th grader wont make you any cooler. Slapping a guy's ass when you're in 6th grade doesn't make you any manlier. (Actually that's pretty damn homo..) Walking around the locker room past all the 8th graders in your fucking buzz lightyear tighty whities doesnt make you brave. Learn from this.
I'm going to wrap it up since i know some of yall dont exactly like my posts being too long. Basically dont try and be cool and stand out to 8th graders if you're younger. Be patient, we'll find you LOL. jk jk and also i dont hate ALL of yall, im just sayin. (Again you know who you are.) And lastly im probably just being like this because i think im all big and tough for being 14 years old. Once im in high school it'll be the seniors blogging about me being faggoty-ass. The future isn't too bright for us is it...
Monday, April 19, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
End of Day - Apr 16
Hey everyone. Well im too lazy to write something for today sooo for the weekend till monday i'll leave yall with a new video. (It's an exploding watermelon, what more could you want..) Anywho enjoy and i'll see yall in 3 days!
End of Day - Apr 16
End of Day - Apr 16
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Fish with legs?!??
Hey whats going down everyone yeah i know i haven't been posting stuff lately. I've been goofing around soooooo whatever i guess. Maybe i dont need this blog to keep me busy after all. Hmmm (Scratches imaginary beard) Nah but anyway. So i just saw a video from Phillip DeFranco with a surprising story. A new species of fish have evolved enough to grow a pair of feet, and can make their way inland from the water and may even be able to climb trees! (So if a fish were to climb one and fall on someone then the idiom When Fish Fly wouldnt really be useful anymore would it..) Anyway i find it to be extremely scary that im going to see a goddamn walking fish with a gigantic ass jaw. Anyway thats all i have time for, i might see yall tomorrow, if not then monday! Till then.
End of day - Apr 15. (Yes this counts as one)
Walking fish??!? holy fuck...:http://www.treehugger.com/files/2010/04/species-of-invasive-fish-walk-on-land-climb-trees.php
End of day - Apr 15. (Yes this counts as one)
Walking fish??!? holy fuck...:http://www.treehugger.com/files/2010/04/species-of-invasive-fish-walk-on-land-climb-trees.php
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
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
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
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
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.
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.
Monday, April 12, 2010
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
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
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