clumsy me.

uggh! i spilled water on my homework. now i cant write over that area, and my homeworks gonna look all messy. great.

told ya.

so i got my SECOND C of the year. im so off to a great start.

i actually have to try this year in chinese class. i mean, its getting pretty hard, to the point where im actually sitting down and studying legitly. yea, even to the point where im taking notes in class. anyways, the time i actually try, my teacher shoves me in the very back. my teacher placed the tables in some diagonal line up, and me being at the tip of it, i can barely see anything on the board. here, lemme draw it up for you:

                                Board
                                         x x x
                                       x x x x
                                     x x x x x
                                    x x x x x a

this is just half the tables in the classroom. i sit at point a, and points x is where others with their big heads sit. basically, from my position, the entire bottom half of the board is blocked by other people's heads and i have a hard time looking at the powerpoints and reading whats on the board from where i sit. i mean, i complained to my teacher about it many many many many times. oh, and being so far back from all the "action",  i tend to not pay attention to whats going on, hence the reason why im never understanding how to do the assignments properly! ugghhh.

anyways, i told her many many many many times, but my teacher never listened to me, telling me to suck it up and wait for the next seat change rotation. i mean, im asking you to change my seat for my academic benefit and youre denying me of that!? well, it finally took me, who usually does ok on chinese tests, to get a freakin C. yes i studied real hard, no joke (i took notes remember!). but obviously my notes were lacking a lot because i couldnt see half the freakin board.

well, it took a C to finally get a seat change. aren't i off to a great start!?

check schoolloop.

check schoolloop. check schoolloop.

everyday my chinese teacher tells me to check this site, and specifically check mark her assignments because she always has some special twist to any homework assignment. she'll tell us half the instructions of the assignment in class, and leave the rest on schoolloop for us to find and figure out. shes always doing this, and ive had enough! shes all like "i have a life too" and "i cant reply to all your little emails". well guess what. first, get your instructions straight! you can obviously tell the class doesnt have a set agenda when you start the day by dusting off tables and giving us free time. so being disorganized, our instructions for little projects arent always that clear. thanks for telling me i had to write sentences and phrases, and use a bigger font, and decorating my paper, and all the other random silly things that are making me lose points every project. secondly, pick one or the other. tell us all the instructions in class, or put all the instructions on schoolloop. she'll tell us how the project should be done in class, and she probably just remembers several more things as she posts up the assignment on schoolloop, and then next thing you know im getting a B because i didnt check my "schoolloop".

thanks chinese teacher. "i have a life too".

malfunction.

my stupid printer.

today, my aunt asked me to help her check in for her flight online. sure, five minute deal while doing hw, no biggie. quantas asks for a bunch of stuff before checking in, such as an emergency contact. what is this, school? finally, at the page where you print out your boarding pass, my printer goes cookoo. right now it just reads a whole bunch of japanese stuff, and i cant change it back to english. and i dont know what its saying, and it wont print out my documents. WHAT THE HECK PRINTER. its like it went braindead and  now it cant remember any english. gosh. then my mom and my aunt are like leaning over my desk trying to fix the computer, while im trying to do my homework. my dad is being a smartass and saying that i should be able to fix it if he did the last time this happened. fine. well i cant. so too bad auntie! you cant go to your trip to australia because my dad wont fix my stinkin printer.

well, obviously this isnt going to stop my aunt from going to australia. but now i have a malfunctioning printer and i had to waste half an hour of my life because of it! happy labor day.......

beauty sleep.

SUNDAYS ARE MY TIME TO REST.

i dont like it when people call me earlier than noon, when my parents wake me up for pointless things, when loud sounds are going around in the house/neighborhood. LET ME SLEEP! gosh, on a sunday. just because you're up doesnt mean i want to be up.

piano again.

once again, i am filled with anger as i practice my piano. and no, its not because of my piano teacher because shes awesome.

i cant sit longer than 20 minutes in front of the piano. i cant sit still and seriously play anymore. i cant play anything without trying to speed through it because i know i have tons of other stuff to do (blogging takes me 5 minutes tops, cause i type fast, so it doesnt count as interrupting me. plus it makes me more productive cause all my anger's released). and, sitting in front of the piano, all i can think of is the time im wasting, how im never going to ever improve, and how me playing is all for a lost cause anyways.

the only reason is still play is because my parents want me to "finish all the levels and get it over with". yeah, well mom, dad, its a lot harder than you think! like the other lesson my piano teacher basically listed out everything id need to do just to pass it. well guess what, i cant cover all of that. sure i can do three songs, probably not well. i honestly am not a talented pianist. i dont do emotions and details in my music. i dont move my body like a crazy person like some pianists ive watched do, unless a bug is flying around me. i dont play dynamics cause it makes me blush (makes me seem good and idk... i dont want that. i dont ever want to hear that i actually play well). scales. bleh. i hate em. i work on one area, then id move to the next, and id forget everything that i just learned. so basically im never going to get through them. and theres lots of parts to it too. last week my piano teacher said that scales basically tell you how much effort you put into it. i was horrible at them, so thats OBVIOUSLY telling you something. then theres aural. when she asked me to list them out i couldnt even do it. and i honestly have to remember all this pointless stuff im probably never going to use in my future life. i have to sing (i have no confidence in my singing abilities) i have to identify chords (wtf. how do you do that?). i have to analyze music (that part i get, but honestly, i have to use specific terms. its like studying for a whole new vocab test. but this time theres like a ton of words). then lastly theres sight reading, which im bad at it cant be helped.

so all that crap, and what i wrote up there is probably just the half of it. and my parents say finish this level is going to be easy peasy and that i should do it asap. its like fine, if you want me to fail. im ok with that anyways, at this point. anyways, another thing is that i have to play an exam song for a recital (bleh!). and so basically i have to memorize it. but guess what! because i only play like 20 minutes tops and hardly even 2 practices a week, how do you expect me to memorize it? plus i speed play. one i need to play faster anyways, two i want to get it over with, three im not really getting anything done.

honestly, even if i tried, id see results sooner from swimming than i would from piano. ill never be a pianist, i dont aspire to be a pianist. why am i even bothering?

well fine, piano is alright. i like playing different songs just for fun, if i ever get the chance to. like thats what it started out as. now i just play three stinkin songs once a practice and ive been doing this for like the past five months. and i still wonder why im not having ANY fun?

gah. let me quit, or let me play the way i want to play it. im just gonna keep gettin angry when i play, and its been like this since forever.

no life.

the sacrifice for swimming:

today was a 12:30 dismissal day, and the last one for the next few months. 12:30 dismissal days are great, because we can all go out to lunch with friends and hang out. today, i was supposed to go to the tofu house (korean food!) with friends, but i had to opt out. im sorry for not going, buddies! anyways, i was going to go, but i chickened out because of this really hard set that ill be swimming in about 2 hours.

our set today is going to be an inside-out janet evans set, which is really hard to begin with. on top of this really hard set of endurance free and ims, my coach made it on hard intervals which are almost impossible to make without basically sprinting the whole thing. and on top of all that, we're expected to go! my coach actually hasnt been here for the whole week, because he's out for this coaches' conference in indianapolis. he says he wont know if we dont show up, but honestly, he will. whoever doesnt go will be shot down, and we all know it. (not really shot down, but plundered with lectures like "do you really deserve to be on this team?")

anyways, this is the set i've been dreading all week. and today, i decided not to go with my friends just so i can prep for this set. i called my dad and left school around 12:05 (school ends at like 11:45 for me) and we went to this restaurant where i ordered a huge platter of fried rice. i felt kinda sad because instead of eating out with friends i ate out with my dad... anyways, i finished about 2/3s of the fried rice which i took home. as i left the restaurant, it was nearly 1pm, and kids were already out on the streets. walking out of the restaurant i was like "hide!" to myself.... oh the embarrassment. then as we drove back home, i saw a bunch of people i knew out on the streets. gah i hope none of em saw me. anyways, yes, the drive of shame.

so what am i doing now? well, i think ill just watch how i met your mother until its time to go. in the 'interim' - yes im using my vocab words! - i will finish the leftovers and maybe stretch. i feel like a loser.

all for this one scary set. is it worth it?

anyways, i dont think ill be very happy after this set.... ill probably just be dead. assume that if you dont hear from me in the next 48 hours!

retyped in class essay.

AGH!

i just found a rather embarassing mistake in my essay that i cant change:
 Winston’s determination shows that to overthrow a totalitarian government, every bit of effort and determination is needed to beat the system.


can you say stupid? :(

stress.

today was a rather stressful day.

i was busy watching an episode of how i met your mother, and i forgot to wash my dishes before leaving the house. great, a lecture from daddy when he gets back.

during chinese class, we had to turn in a project. mine was questionable because i didnt make my font bigger and what not for the project, even though i did exactly what the teacher said. make a story from these pictures, type it up, and put a colored paper on the back for a border. then she tells me that its implied that the project has to have a bigger font? well, no where did it specifically say that, from what i know, so i left it like that. i could care less. take points off the project. whatever.

then the next period i had to write an in class essay. the topic seemed easy, but its really not. my essay is sorta crappy. i dont like it. definitely not my best piece of work. well now i get to retype it. funstuff.
the great thing is that i have a B in english, so thats reassuring, but im sure that can go down at any moment, like with the grading of this essay...

i basically blanked out the rest of the day. it got so bad that i got to asking stupid questions in history. answers were just read or right in my face, yet id still ask for clarification. gah, im going downhill.

swimming - ehh. im more worried about tomorrows set, which is a janet evans set and on fast intervals and what not. very very scary. i dont know, but this set may give me the nightmares tonight - not really. but scary nonetheless.

another okish thing is that i played nerd/dork/geek (i dont get these terms, honestly) and i did my history homework yesterday, got a head start on calc homework yesterday, and ive been studying my vocab words by using them in my everyday life, like using them when i talk to others if the moment is right, and using them with much aplomb!

yea, maybe im not using it right, but at least im learning.
anyways, today is stressful indeed. *sigh*

shit talker.

mind the language, but it's off of ke$ha's song "backstabber"

anyways, the same person i wrote again bugged me AGAIN today. different class, different situation.

once again we had this rather large project to do, which required the flipping of pages and hand cramps. a lot of thought and a rather load of work that an english teacher would definitely not accept. anyways, we did it. once again this annoying person decides to sit near me and socialize. yes, he talked about pointless things and threw drama around and acted theatrically, as always. this person is so good at that, and this person better belongs in a drama class than whatever class this person is currently in.

so, as i was saying, this person had to keep talking. rambling on and on and on about pointless things and disturbing my work. (irony is how im rambling right now!) anyways. i couldnt get much done over this person's talking, and im believe the people around me were rather annoyed by it too. sometimes, its just like: SHUT UP!

i hate it when people talk when its busy time. very bothersome. of course, thats unless you actually have something of significance to say! but this person was just simply - a shit talker.

socializer.

i really dont have a reason to be angry on behalf of these people, but there are other reasons why which i wont mention.

today in class, we did a group project which involved a lot of patience and work to finish. it was a pain in the butt which involved many failures. every group was hard at work, trying and failing, and eventually succeeding. this one group was working hard, but not all of its members were contributing as they should be. this one person completely ditched their group, and i quote, this person went out to "socialize with other groups". basically, while this person's team members were hard at work trying to complete the project, this person went off to bother  other groups. sure, it wasnt exactly bothering since it was just talking to other people, but this person left the group to do other things while the group members were hard at work trying to complete the project. total bs. just do all the work and let that person have the credit!

the problem is how this isnt the first time this person has done this! its occurred in other classes, some where these qualities are not accepted. thats horrible. and im sure im not the only one to agree. this person needs to get their act up, or many people besides me will be very upset.

respect my words.

we have this mentally ill child in my swim team. when the kid's calm, the kid acts like a normal person. when the kid's not, and the kid acts absolutely crazy. the kid's truly a great kid, if we can somehow keep the kid's nerves down!

well, today was not one of the calmer days. the kid was a bit crazier than ever. i got moved into the kid's lane, and it was almost crazy. the kid starts poking me and hitting me. i tell the kid to stop, but the kid just keeps going. here's a bit of the convo we had:

me: " (name) can you please stop touching me?"
kid: " can you please be quiet!!"
me: " (name) can you please stop touching me?"
kid: "hey! i told you to be quiet. RESPECT MY WORDS!"

of all things the kid could say, im asked to respect the kid's words? *sigh*
usually i just try to be really calm with the kid, but today was the weirdest response i ever got from this kid. weirder than this kid's screeches.

later on in the shower room, the kid has to go on getting crazy about a shower? i have no idea. but the whole room was full of tension, and the kid started hitting people and everyone was throwing threats and what not. well, apparently the kid just wanted a shower, so i gave mine to him. problem solved. however, one guy just had to keep provoking the kid. luckily: situation under control.

but really, what shocked me today was that response i got.... "RESPECT MY WORDS!"

????

masks.

some people are good at lying, others not so much.

today i had a family dinner. yes, dinners are fun. but this dinner was a tad bit different. we ate at this rather interesting place. the food was rather questionable, like eating at a cafeteria. food came in the tons, and it was questionable. like, chicken came in lumps, and you couldnt tell if it was slathered in lemon sauce or orange sauce or just something else. well, i made fun of it with a bunch of my other cousins. pretty fun. i mean, how often do you get to do that? its just like me at taco bell. i mean, who doesnt like to make fun of bad/decent/borderline food?

well, obviously some people werent too happy? im only speculating, but they obviously werent. i mean, i can catch a bit of a conversation. trust me, im more of an observer in life. and maybe i might not catch everything, maybe i may be gullible, maybe i cut loose for a sec and forget who i am. but today i caught a bit of a clue. but i really had no idea who it was directed at. now i see a post somewhere on the internet, and im beginning to see who it might be aimed at. me?

all i can say is - im sixteen. what do you expect. i cant be expected to always be careful of my actions. yes, in health they say every action has its own consequences, but i cant always think every thought, every action, and every word that i make down to the very last consequence.  however, the question that i have about this, and probably many of my other peers as i can see, is when does this lack of understanding end? when do i come up with my own conclusions, when can i find out when what i say may hurt others?

another point is, its not like by insulting the food i ended up insulting a guest of the dinner. i mean its not like the guest actually cooked the food. was it just because i was annoying. well, another thing i have to say is that sometimes i myself am rather annoying, but it links back to when my words start hurting others, but in this case, bugging people.

obviously wisdom comes with age and what not. but when does wisdom come to me?

chinese hw.

GAH! i have to carry around my chinese workbook? and now i find out that i dont even have chinese homework!? thanks person who i forgot but said there was some homework. now i carried that big-ass workbook for nothing! what a waste of my energy. and now i get to stare at this stupid book everytime i look into my bag. whoopdedoo. klasfalks efj;ioalkfjal!

ties.

today i had to dress up for school. we had our bi-monthly school meeting and we have to "dress up" to look more professional and act more seriously.

well, naturally, i had to look online to see how to tie a tie. i keep forgetting how to do it! well, i went to his awesome website which showed me how to tie the half-windsor knot. well, last night i spent twenty minutes trying to put it together, but it kept coming out wrong. the first few tries, i couldnt get the length right, like it came out too short. and as i tried more and more, the tie wasnt tying properly, so that was a bummer! well the next morning i tried again, already frustrated from not being able to do it the night before, and i actually got it! apparently i was looping the tie the wrong direction the whole time. gosh, ties are confusing.

oh, and being that today was an early dismissal day, we got to go out for lunch! lunch with friends is fun, but also very vey very very very frustrating. lunches usually mean that most of our time will be spend wondering when we'd leave campus, and then where we'd eat. as always, we'll have one friend who doesnt want to eat the food that we want to eat, and then we'd somehow split into groups, and then one person will get very angry and everyone will complain and be hungry. and by the time we find a restaurant, its probably already all filled up or we eat at some cheesy place. its a mess. well, today, a friend and i decided to do what we already decided to do - go to taco bell! taco bell is fun because i can make fun of the fake mexican food while enjoying it, and its just fun to eat there. well, our group once again split up and it was great. but i have to say taco bell today was kinda bleh, like i ordered the wrong thing and my burrito was all mushy and stuff, but still rather tasty. well, yea so now when i get back to my huge group of friends, it just gets complicated. gosh, rumors. NOT TRUE guys! just taco bell because we were smart enough to decide on what to eat. eventually, who got to eat first? yea, thats right. WHAT! anyways, then we went to kohls and i finally got that cheapish tie bar with a black tie that my parents would never let me buy. (somehow my parents think black ties and black shirts are really really bad, but i dunno why.... weird superstitions? or just asian...) so today was an epic day.

omfg a spider.

so, as i began to practice my piano, because yes, today i actually didnt have enough homework to stop me from playing, i find myself face to face with a huge spider.

i dont like playing piano when people watch/hear me, so i close all the blinds and shut the door when i play. as i closed the blinds, little did i know that this huge creepy spider was right behind the curtain string. well whoopdeedoo. as i lift the string i find this humongous black spider. it was like face to face and moved  really fast. i swear i touched it! well, it stopped several inches away from the string holder, so i decided to vacuum it up like i do with all other bugs. thankfully, this time, the spider didnt go away and it got sucked into the awesome dyson vacuum.

well, I HATE SPIDERS. they creep me out. bugs, you remain outside. STAY OUT OF THE HOUSE!! gah i hate bugs.

spilled soda.

today is hot. again!

well, i drank soda in my room, well more like i was kinda forced to drink the soda. during dinner, my mom was like "lets finish the expired ginger ale." fine mom, i took several swigs of it, and on my last cup i brought it into my room to drink. like half an hour later, my dad complains that i havent drank any OJ today. being that we are a three person household, finishing things before they expire is quite the chore. well. honestly i didnt want to drink it at the moment, because i mean, after a whole bunch of ginger ale, the last thing i want is another sugary drink, calcium drink or not... anyways, my dad, being who he is, DEMANDS that i get out and drink it. in anger, i quickly lifted my cup (which actually still had soda in it, because i didnt have a chance to drink any while being a good boy and doing my homework) and i spilled all this soda all over myself. pretty bad.

well, i have to get a change of clothes. i cant wash my clothes because my mom is already washing the clothes today, so i dont know what to do with my soda soaked clothes... and plus, because i drank a sugary thing in my room and got it all over myself, my mom blew up! she was like "see! you spilled it all! i told you you shouldnt be eating anything in your room!" 1. i was drinking. 2. kinda my dads fault for demanding that i come out and drink the stupid OJ. gosh! parents.

leg cramps.

it was ridiculously hot today! and i decided to wear black. bad choice.

we had dryland practice today and it was a killer. we ran like a mile and a half and did all these planks and stuff. horrible! and then we swam and did this set which was almost overwhelming. anyways, i hate running because that feeling i get after is almost as if im DYING. then on top of that i have the swim part, which really isnt too bad. the tiring part of swimming feels as if my muscles get all hard and what not, not as bad as a dying feeling. anyways, i cramped up again! my right calf. its horrible! the first ten seconds youre just curled up into a ball in the water, just letting the pain shock your mind. then you try to move yourself to the wall in a ball position, and while the pain's going, slowly stretch out your leg and stretch it. well, it hurts. and it sucks. why do i always cramp my leg after running! i mean, i drink water, i eat healthily, and i eat a banana everyday! what am i doing wrong!?

gah, and this heat isnt helping either...

television, hypocrisy. piano

so, today i got hungry and went for a snack. hunger comes when i get bored, so what do you expect? anyways, i decided to watch some television on the ipad since my dad was asleep on the couch and what not. while im eating, he sees me watching television and goes all "wha! youre watching television again? how come you always have to watch it?" but no. that was just the first time since the morning. naturally, he assumed that since i was holed up in my room, id be watching television. but nope. i was being a good asian boy and doing my boring homework. ok. fine. maybe i snuck an episode of how i met your mother in between, but whateves, technically i was still doing my homework. anyways he gets all mad and what not and im like: no! i was doing homework. im a junior dont you remember?  anyways, that dropped. but guess what he did within the next half hour - watch television.

anyways, this whole thing all goes back to hypocrisy at my house. so my parents usually hog the television watching their asian drama tv shows or whatever they watch. but i dont like that stuff too much and i stick to the cool television shows, like chuck and how i met your mother.......... that list goes on and on. anyways, so im stuck watching television on my computer. but no, my parents have to get mad at me for always being on the computer and they think im a computer addict or something. well! mom, dad, you watch television just like i do, except your shows display on a television screen and mine comes off the computer screen. to me its the same, but for some reason it matters to my parents. when i start watching television on the television, theyre totally fine with it... it makes no sense. television to me is still television whether it comes off a tv set or a computer screen.

theres a lot more crazy stuff about my parents, but im not angry enough to go any further.

while im at it. i guess im starting to really suck at piano. i just tried to play earlier but it just didnt work out. i played like half of my 3 songs once. which is pretty bad in terms of what i normally do - the whole song once. and when you compare it to a diehard pianist, thats like nothing. well, piano is just __(insert word here)___.....

bored out of my mind

im currently doing my homework.
i started with english homework, and im moving onto my physics homework now.

I AM BORED OUT OF MY MIND.
my english homework has me reading out of this huge book, looking through a list of stories (that i have not even finished reading all of yet) and taking notes on my reactions. sounds easy, but these stories are a bore! well, i enjoy the native american stories about nature and what not, but about pilgrims and what not? bleh. kinda dont like it anyways, because we hear enough about it from history class and what not, and the early americas isnt too interesting. all democracy/constitution/oppression and all that boring stuff...

well. i have nothing better to do so im like bored out of my mind doing this homework. i mean, im finding my blogging about my boredom more fun than just sitting here doing my my homework and getting bored-er than i am now. and dont even get my started about how many times my mom has interrupted me by telling/asking me to eat. i mean mom, i might be a pig sometimes, but now is not one of them! and on top of that, my music doesnt seem to be calming me today. ugh! life!

stupid camera.

well, i have this really old digital camera. its compact and all but the pics it takes suck. it used to be state of the art or limited edition or something special like that, but now it just plains suck. and my dad is kinda an avid photographer so now he has these huge nice cameras with the lenses and all that. so now, i cant conveniently take photos. like just now, i was gonna take a photo of how stupid my timeline looks, but i took 5 and gave up because they all sucked. like the pics all grainy (or noisy as those tech guys would call it) and the words really didnt show up. so no awesome pics of the stupid timeline.

but back to the camera. ive been begging to get a compact digital camera, like the ones ashton kutcher always advertises, those slick nikkons. but no, my dad says he already has this nice lycia in this leather pouch with a lens. well, bulky but i guess thats what im stuck with. so i guess i cant take any photos now. horray. kinda sucks. call me spoiled...

anyways, here goes my mom again telling me to eat fruits!

stupid timeline

so for english right now, i have to read the lit book and take notes and what not. right now im stuck on the first timeline. now firstly, this timeline doesnt make any sense to me. its like not in chronological order, or at least ....

oh wait. i got it.

THEYRE SO WEIRD.
the authors decided to color code it and make it into 3 sections so it can talk about different kinds of cultures around the world. gosh, why cant this just be like any other timeline and go from top to bottom and  in a chronological order that actually makes sense.

great, now i have to take notes one it. how am i supposed to react to a timeline when ancient history isnt my cup of tea?

asian.

so, as you know, im an asian. well. to be specific, cause theres people out there who really care about differentiating about chinese and indian and taiwanese and whatevers out there... anyways, im chinese. well, ABC to be certain. i mean people basically say im sorta kinda whitewashed, like this one latino girl i know thought i was half white and this other asian girl who sings really well was like "you kinda have a white vibe"... anyways. the thing im frustrated about is how i cant make an asian accent with my english (or you might say.... engrish). well it kinda sucks. i mean, i cant speak for myself about how my voice sounds and all, but i swear i start getting into this really bad indian accent whenever i try. well. its kinda bad, being that im asian and all and cant do that.

and like, i hate how people are so like, bleh, against me not being "asian" enough. like every time i go to family dinners, my one uncle whose all about being chinese and family is always saying to me "gee, are you even part of the family?" and my cousins are like "who, you look nothing like us" (btdubs, im like full asian... excuse me, chinese... like my mom and dad are both chinese) and then my other cousin is like "you are so totally whitewashed" and then they laugh at me cause i dont speak chinese. i mean, i can understand what everyone is saying, but when it comes back to answering their questions and what not, i just say it in english cause my chinese just sucks so much...

did i tell you i lived in hong kong for 3 years? yes i did. well, i guess thats why its kinda bad i dont speak chinese well.... and no, im not a FOB and i wasnt born there. thats another frustrating thing while im at it. thats why i normally dont talk about it. cause then when i say "ooh! i lived in hong kong for a year" people start thinking im a FOB and what not. fyi, fob means "fresh off the boat" like just arrived from china and what not. NO im not one of em...

while im on the subject of FOBs. i cant stand FOBs in America. i mean, that whole neon shiny supertight clothes and the oversized glasses and the funky hair colors and styles totally works in asia, but just not in America. i mean here, id have to say normal clothing is kinda like jeans and a tee and if you wanna go the extra mile, a shirt. but no, these asians gotta wear these funky clothes. i love it more when the tees have those pointless sayings on it. like someone i know wears a tee that has a bunch of words, and if you dont pay attention i swear it seems like it says like something like "BOOB". well, ill have to be angrier than how i am now if i wanna go ranting about FOB fashion.

gosh! fashion. so many things i can say about how people dress.

oh! more. parents.

ok. just a disclaimer - i love my parents. but you know, like all other parents, i feel like they have faults. maybe im just wrong, but at this point in my life, i find it very annoying.

and another thing, silly how i found more to rant about. but no, this has been bothering me for a while so i just wanna put it out there.

so first. today at dinner, my parents were talking about what a mess of a house another family member of mine has. and then somehow it moved to my dad telling me how something in my room is gonna break soon. he wont tell me what, but he says that 'i'll find out sooner or later'. GOSH. if something is breaking, tell me! but somehow this is supposed to train me to be more attentive in future life or something. well fine dad, you can pay for whatever i break later. kapeesh?

second. my mommy always makes me eat fuits. at night. after dinner. while im doing my homework. but theres a catch. i cant eat it in my room! so guess what. i have to stop everything that im doing and eat the stupid fruits. yes i know fruits are good for me, but could they have at least found a better time for me to eat  em, like after dinner or something. so yea. on top of all those hw problems i have (i wrote about it in the last post), i am required to eat fruits. yay. oh, and if i say stuff like "oh im too full" doesnt cut it and my dad starts telling me to eat it in his angry dad voice.

*another disclaimer - i actually manage time well, so its not my fault im not finishing my hw in what i think is a timely manner

third. i have to keep my door open? well, i dont actually do, but my parents somehow think that it should stay open. i mean, they think id be doing something bad in my room, like... well whatever parents would think their kids can do on the internet and what not. i keep my door closed cause i dont like that open space to the left of me as i do homework and that i do random stuff like play a quick game online if im super sick of homework (rarely, except in summer) or if i check my facebook or if i do blog posts like this. anyways, back to the topic. my mom has to bug me about keeping it open right before she sleeps. so its like "just a peep ok?" and then one inch of space between the door and the wall gets bigger and bigger and i close the door and then its the whole game over again. well too many words to explain, but basically, keeping my door open just wastes time. and plus, it becomes an invitation to my parents to come into my room and bother and hover and what not. and plus, my parents watch television all the time outside, like the asian stuff, so i have to hear it if i dont keep my door closed.

fourth. well, this is in the moment stuff. my house smells really bad. like poop all over or something. we're doing construction in the bathroom and some sorta plastic material is making that smell. well it sucks, so mom, dad, im keeping my door closed!

fifth. just another quickie. its more of a pet peeve. i hate it when people dont close doors. i closed a door for a reason. why did you have to open it and leave it open. great, another ten seconds of my life wasted!

first week of school

yay, so the first week of school ended.

first of all, THAT FELT LIKE A MONTH. that was definitely not a week. im starting my junior year of high school, and geez, that week was worse than any of my sophomore days! i mean, latest ive slept sophomore year is like 11:45, but this week, the first THREE days made me stay up till midnight! i mean, yea, i know i challenged myself with TWO weighted classes, honors english and bc calc, but i mean, really? i have to stay up that late? gaah!

then next on my ranting today, i had to play piano.

ok, so i lost interest in playing the piano ages ago. it only took like 5 years with this horrible teacher. now i have this really cool one, she really teaches me a lot and what not, but still, i hate it. its not like i have any time or anything, i mean, look at what i ranted up there! so honestly, in a period of a week, i should be practicing like 6 times, but no, i only practiced once. yea, and i have to memorize, and get these notes all right and everything. nope not gonna happen. what, i played for like 10 minutes just now? it was sorta speedy cause i was so sick of it and what not. well, yea that was a failure. SURE, i didnt give it enough time today, but im just so frustrated with it right now i just gave up. yippee. tomorrows my lesson...

so to sum it all up. this is my first official post. i made up this blog because of this silly piano thing. im sure ive wanted to rant about stuff ages ago, but nope, heres when i start. maybe something in my life will change, who knows?

me angry!!

well, naturally, im angry or upset with many things in life. this is my place to vent. i dont know how often ill write, but ill be writing all about the silly pointless things that i get angry about. call me delusional or whatever, but some things just really get on my mind and somehow i gotta let it all out. so the next few awesome posts will all be me ranting about the bad stuff that happens in my life. if you read this, have fun.