Oh NO!
I have freaking ORCHESTRA today! In just a bit, actually.
I have to leave at five.
Please, someone, shoot me now.
Or, no, better, shoot the Samuels'.
No, I didn't mean it. After all, they are quite elderly and therefore deserve respect.
Maybe.
But at any rate.
Bleh, I so effin hate orchestra! What the eff am I gonna do? Obviously, go into a cuncussion and die.
Or something.
Mehhhhhhhhhhhh why mehhhhhhhhh?
This sucks more than a blowjob with twice the ickypoo factor.
Or maybe more than twice.
Iunno.
It's worse than
EWWWWWWW I just got called by a freakin crazy psychopath!!!!!
So the phone rings.
I answer.
"Helloooo" (in a creepy crazy person voice)
"Um, hello?"
"..."
"Um, can I ask who is calling?"
"Helloooo"
"Er, hello,"
"Helloooooo"
"Uh, who is this?"
"Hellooooo"
"Um, I think I have the wrong number. Bye!"
*hangs up*
EW! I bet it was some old granny who forgot to take her medication and therefore is crank calling everyone who-
EEEEEEEEEK how the heck did she get my freakin NUMBER?? Did she steal it from the psycho ward's phone book or something? Purple crud! What is WRONG with this town?
...Or maybe it was Hope, crank-calling me.
She did get my number this morning.
Ugh, if it is, then I'mma be SO embarassed! I was talking in my Tohru voice that I use to talk on the phone, so I was sounding like.... Tohru.
She's gonna think I'm a wimp and then tell everyone and my social life will be OVERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
I'm dead.
Goodbye.
I have just lost faith in humankind.
I think I will listen to Panic Switch to cover my fearfulness.
Silverspun Pickups! BAY-bee!
Far be it from me to ever say "ftw" though.
For I am not what is known as a prep.
She has a creepy voice, though.
Oh well.
It just makes Amy Lee sound more tame and innocent in comparison.
Er, wait, that's not a good thing, is it.
Oh well.
I absolutely DON"T want to go to orchestroubledmind today. Can't stand it, I can't! I will soon die if I go!
I will listen to Lithium.
Liiiiiiiiiiiiiithiiiiuum....
I love this song.
I love Evanescence!
Amy Lee is gorgeous.
And no, I don't think she looks like Alice or Bella or whoever she's supposed to look like.
Blehhh, I'm tired.
Chinese school was fun today though.
Peaceful Cheese did come, so we were all having fun together.
I am SO hyper.
Which is why it would be a bad thing to have me scared of phone calls.
Hope and I were walking into the audotorium where we were practicing for graduation, and we were singing Circus at the top of our lungs. Sooo fun! Poor Priscilla, though, she doesn't know us as well, and she's a bit more reserved, so she was walking next to us with that sort of tolerantly amused smile. (She's in a different class then us, so 'tis understandable)
Oh well.
I must go get ready for my execution (again).
Last time Romeo popped out of no where and saved me.
Wait, noooooo that would mean Anthony is Romeo, and I don't think of him like that. We're just friends, kay?
Oh well. Romeo-who-is-not-Anthony saved me anyway.
Ohhhhh, speaking of the word "kay" did you see the FML about the guy who walked into the store and was checking out with a pretty clerk? She said, "how are you?" He said, "I'm gay." (instead of "good" or "okay" you see)
WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA that poor guy!
NYAH!
Oh-oh.
They are now home.
Farewell.
xoxoxo~♥~
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
field trippy
That would be marijuana wild from the field, no?
No. I'm kidding.
Oooooh, brb!
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED DESU!!!!!!!!!
I made a cake, coated it with powdered sugar, and gave it to the lady who is Sean Combs' neighbor. (Not really Sean Combs of course, I just call him that)
She was an older lady who had a really pretty house with classical music playing and all. (She invited me in) She seemed very happy, and said she's seen us in the church and playing in the Villa and also when I'm scootering around the neighborhood. She said she'd share the cake with her 94 year old mother.
Yay desu! ♥!
Now I just hope it tastes ok....
Oh yeah! Yesterday I went to Knottsberry Farm with some of the kids in my 8th grade graduation class! It was sooooooooooo awesome! Apparently, I'm the token ditz of the group. We were all playing this game in the car, where you have to tell two truths and one lie about yourself and everyone has to guess which is which. So, everyone had me completely down pat. "Well, I know you do want to drive a sparkly pink BMW convertible with hearts because you want everything in pink." "I bet the one about you liking bananas is false, cause I bet your favorite fruit is strawberries." (It is) Me: I'm deathly afraid of spiders and snakes- Everyone: TRUE! Me: I have a huge phobia of talking in front of people- Everyone: FALSE! Me: I got lost walking around the block. Everyone: TRUE! ANd, as it may happen, they were right.
I turned out to be such a daredevil. I can't believe it! I went on every ride, even though I've never been on a roller coaster before yesterday. Only Briana was brave (or stupid) enough to try everything too. Man, we had to wait for like half an hour to go on this one ride! it was soooooo worth it, though! Super scary and awesome! I thought I was gonna die! ♥
I was acting really hyper and girly, basically just being myself. So it was awesome. And I actually was one of the more popular ones in the group! ♥
Are you surprised?
Welll you shouldn't be.
Nyah!
John was there too, and he actually lost his shyness and was totally fun! Although, whenever he looked anywhere besides me face he looked away in an embarassed manner. Wonder why?
Both the boys were acting un poco awkward around me at the end. How odd! They were nice during the middle!
We had good Group Solidarity.
I think I'm different than everyone else in the group, though, except maybe John, because I'm Asian.
So when Anthony (awkward dude, how dare he have the same name as Anthony?) spilled his soda all over the floor in the restaurant, he marched up to the cashier and told them to clean it up. But when I noticed it, I said (as any sane person would) that we should clean it up so as not to make trouble for anyone and he looked at me like I had just proposed marriage to a koala bear (i.e as if I were insane). And then, when we came out of the restaurant, I saw a little girl crying all by herself, so I naturally went over and tried to cheer her up until her mommy came back. Briana and Shia looked at me like I were a bit screwy. Seriously! They are so American!
I mean, they're my homies, and I love'em, but...
Still!
Oh yeah, and when we went to Del Taco, I didn't have much money left, because everything was so expensive. (Lunch was 13 bucks! Sozzly!) So I got a 99¢ taco. Then, when Briana's mom said she was paying, so I could get something more expensive, I naturally told her no, all the more reason to get something cheap. She looked terminally thunderstruck, and gasped something, but then subsided when she realized it would save her money.
I am indeed a different species.
I had a faaaaaaaaaabulouso time! Everyone laughed at me because I bought almost 15 bucks worth of candy (which, in the overpriced economy of amusement parks turns out to be like seven pounds). Well, what was I supposed to do? It all looked so good...
Lunch was so fun! Anthony and John said they wanted to go to panda Express, and Shia's little sister Elene said she would too, so I went with them because-well, because i did.
So there were two boys and two girls, just like a double date! (Briana's mom didn't come, evidently trusting me to be the maternal figure in the party) John sat down next to me. (Oh and he did at Del Taco too ♥)
The food was yummy, but soooooooo overpriced! Sozzly!
I loved the ride where you go through splashy water in a raft. Briana, Anthony, John, and me went all together, and we were having soooooo much fun getting drenched! I remarked, as we were about to start, "Oooh this is so romantic like an old movie or some-EWWW!" The ew was when I got splashed with a huge wave of water and it went into my mouth.
I wanna go back now!
Super fun desu!
Probably Elene thinks I'm her onee-chan now.
It would have been better if John had kissed me at the end, but...
La, I'm kidding. I don't have feelings for him (even though I do like hanging out with him!), and he couldn't possibly have feelings for me, so there.
Everyone's eating my candy. Meowwww...
Dad just went to Hulda Crooks park to read the mail. Interesting.
Oh yeah! Charity wrote me yesterday, so I've gotta go read the letter and send one back! And also listen to some radio (Oh NO I'm sounding like Zac! Someone shoot me!) before sabbath.
Bye bye!
Love you!
xoxoxo~♥~
No. I'm kidding.
Oooooh, brb!
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED DESU!!!!!!!!!
I made a cake, coated it with powdered sugar, and gave it to the lady who is Sean Combs' neighbor. (Not really Sean Combs of course, I just call him that)
She was an older lady who had a really pretty house with classical music playing and all. (She invited me in) She seemed very happy, and said she's seen us in the church and playing in the Villa and also when I'm scootering around the neighborhood. She said she'd share the cake with her 94 year old mother.
Yay desu! ♥!
Now I just hope it tastes ok....
Oh yeah! Yesterday I went to Knottsberry Farm with some of the kids in my 8th grade graduation class! It was sooooooooooo awesome! Apparently, I'm the token ditz of the group. We were all playing this game in the car, where you have to tell two truths and one lie about yourself and everyone has to guess which is which. So, everyone had me completely down pat. "Well, I know you do want to drive a sparkly pink BMW convertible with hearts because you want everything in pink." "I bet the one about you liking bananas is false, cause I bet your favorite fruit is strawberries." (It is) Me: I'm deathly afraid of spiders and snakes- Everyone: TRUE! Me: I have a huge phobia of talking in front of people- Everyone: FALSE! Me: I got lost walking around the block. Everyone: TRUE! ANd, as it may happen, they were right.
I turned out to be such a daredevil. I can't believe it! I went on every ride, even though I've never been on a roller coaster before yesterday. Only Briana was brave (or stupid) enough to try everything too. Man, we had to wait for like half an hour to go on this one ride! it was soooooo worth it, though! Super scary and awesome! I thought I was gonna die! ♥
I was acting really hyper and girly, basically just being myself. So it was awesome. And I actually was one of the more popular ones in the group! ♥
Are you surprised?
Welll you shouldn't be.
Nyah!
John was there too, and he actually lost his shyness and was totally fun! Although, whenever he looked anywhere besides me face he looked away in an embarassed manner. Wonder why?
Both the boys were acting un poco awkward around me at the end. How odd! They were nice during the middle!
We had good Group Solidarity.
I think I'm different than everyone else in the group, though, except maybe John, because I'm Asian.
So when Anthony (awkward dude, how dare he have the same name as Anthony?) spilled his soda all over the floor in the restaurant, he marched up to the cashier and told them to clean it up. But when I noticed it, I said (as any sane person would) that we should clean it up so as not to make trouble for anyone and he looked at me like I had just proposed marriage to a koala bear (i.e as if I were insane). And then, when we came out of the restaurant, I saw a little girl crying all by herself, so I naturally went over and tried to cheer her up until her mommy came back. Briana and Shia looked at me like I were a bit screwy. Seriously! They are so American!
I mean, they're my homies, and I love'em, but...
Still!
Oh yeah, and when we went to Del Taco, I didn't have much money left, because everything was so expensive. (Lunch was 13 bucks! Sozzly!) So I got a 99¢ taco. Then, when Briana's mom said she was paying, so I could get something more expensive, I naturally told her no, all the more reason to get something cheap. She looked terminally thunderstruck, and gasped something, but then subsided when she realized it would save her money.
I am indeed a different species.
I had a faaaaaaaaaabulouso time! Everyone laughed at me because I bought almost 15 bucks worth of candy (which, in the overpriced economy of amusement parks turns out to be like seven pounds). Well, what was I supposed to do? It all looked so good...
Lunch was so fun! Anthony and John said they wanted to go to panda Express, and Shia's little sister Elene said she would too, so I went with them because-well, because i did.
So there were two boys and two girls, just like a double date! (Briana's mom didn't come, evidently trusting me to be the maternal figure in the party) John sat down next to me. (Oh and he did at Del Taco too ♥)
The food was yummy, but soooooooo overpriced! Sozzly!
I loved the ride where you go through splashy water in a raft. Briana, Anthony, John, and me went all together, and we were having soooooo much fun getting drenched! I remarked, as we were about to start, "Oooh this is so romantic like an old movie or some-EWWW!" The ew was when I got splashed with a huge wave of water and it went into my mouth.
I wanna go back now!
Super fun desu!
Probably Elene thinks I'm her onee-chan now.
It would have been better if John had kissed me at the end, but...
La, I'm kidding. I don't have feelings for him (even though I do like hanging out with him!), and he couldn't possibly have feelings for me, so there.
Everyone's eating my candy. Meowwww...
Dad just went to Hulda Crooks park to read the mail. Interesting.
Oh yeah! Charity wrote me yesterday, so I've gotta go read the letter and send one back! And also listen to some radio (Oh NO I'm sounding like Zac! Someone shoot me!) before sabbath.
Bye bye!
Love you!
xoxoxo~♥~
Monday, May 11, 2009
i WILL be preppy! so there!
Eeeyo.
Man, I woke up and looked at the clock and it said 1:44! I was like WOAH! So I got up and woke up Kitty, and then when I looked at the clock downstairs, what did I see? A bold, big, bright 10:42. My clock got all weirded out cuz someone unplugged it.
And I was wondering why I was so tired! Crud!
Don't worry! I've never slept past 1:00 before! Fear notteset thou!
At any rate, I'm as bored as a board.
And I really don't want to go to Spanish class today.
What a pain in the ass.
It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't wanna go and also it's a total pain. Would you like it?
Oh, probably.
I'm just an imperfect girl after all. I know nothing.
Isn't that right, honey bunny?
No, I have no idea who I'm even talking to.
Ugh, I just remembered.
TiTi The Princess Of Joy showed up in my dream last night. It was really annoying. Here I was having this nice dream, and suddenly TiTi sticks her head in my face (she was hanging upside down from a bunk bed that appeared out of no where) and insults me! Nice chica, eh?
Sozzly.
I have decided that nothing you do is ever gonna stop me, and nothing you say today is ever gonna bring me down.
Therefore, I am now going to be as preppy as I possibly can preppily prep, at least when I'm around Jade. When I go to the hospital next, I think I'll dress head-to-toe pink (That is NOT preppy, though, bitch!) (Not saying Jade's a bitch, just saying.) and wear braids. And knee socks. ANd quite possibly a clip-on tie.
Oh, and no makeup.
Wait noooooooooo! I can't stand that! I will NOT sacrifice my integrityful personality in favor of someone else's twisted standards ever aGAIN! I will wear a ton of makeup! I WILL! I WILL!!!!!!
So there! Stick that up your butt and smoke it!
Cha!
Hmmm.... I think I'll act as cheerful and perky as I possibly can. And, since you know me by now, you must also know that that is mighty perky!
"Hey-lo!!! ♥" chirps Jasmine, walking into the room, dressed head to toe pink with knee socks underneath her plaid miniskirt and a tie over her button down blouse. She flips one of her adorably shiny braids and blows a kiss, emphasizing her impossibly glossy lips. "You look...." Jade trails off, realizing that her friend actually looks really cute, and it would be quite futile to argue. "You look like a PREP!" howls TiTi, walking in. Jasmine winks, showing off her amazingly perfect eyeliner, mascara, and eyeshadow, all in shades of pink or purple (except her mascara is inky black.) "I'm so very glad to hear it! ♥" she chirps again. TiTi's eyes travel over jasmine's outift, and come to rest on her enormous boobs. "You look like a pr~ep..." she reiterates unconvincingly. "Ok! ♥" sings jassy, and then calls out to a random hot guy standing there watching this exchange with much amusement. "Why are you standing there like a loner?" Join in the conversation! ♥" "Well, now that you've invited me," says the guy flirtily. "You know I can't pass up an oppurtunity to hang out with a cute girl!" "Why thaaaaaaank you!" squawks TiTi, thinking he's talking to her. "Uh, I did say cute girls," says the guy. "I could do without the ugly ones." he turns his back on TiTi, and begins to talk to Jasmine, who's smooth, sexy suaveness steals his heart. "Wait!" cries TiTi. "You do know that she's a prep, do you not?" She is so upset at being called ugly that she is beginning to talk like Sir Lancelot. "Prep or princess, it doesn't matter to me," says the guy, smiling at Jasmine, "But I think it's more of the latter!" "Oh, cool your jets, Romeo," says Jassy, looking at him with The Power Of Flirtiness. "Do you want to scare me away? ♥" "TiTiiiiiiiiiii!" cries a voice, and a drop dead hideous girl dressed in Dungeons And Dragons attire rushes in. "My love! Are you cheating on me?" "I..." whispers TiTi, realizing that she is. (Or at least attempting to) "This is it, then!" snaps the girl. "You cannot have a relationship without trust! Goodbye! I am leaving you for the nerd in my math class who does her homework as soon as she gets it and writes Twilight fanfiction for fun!" "Come back!" sobs TiTi, but it is of no avail. Her girlfriend is gone for good, along with her heart. Jassy and the hot guy are going out, and everyone in school finds her the laughing stock of society, so all around, TiTi has lost by her bitchiness, and Jassy has found herself a boyfriend and is loved by everyone in the hearts of all. The end. ♥
Oh my! I guess I got carried away!
...You are a worthy opponent, Hatsuharu Sohma!"
\Ewwww, I'm a crazy fangirl.
Someone please shoot me now.
With a baka gun.
NOOOOOOO! I'mma doin it again!
Sozzly!
Poor TiTi. I bet she writes Twilight fanfiction.
"Then Edward, with a glowing smoulder in his tawny golden eyes, bent down to kiss the lips of TiTi, who's reclining form had not stirred. "My love!" he hissed urgently, hoping to breathe life into her from the depths of his own heart. "My love! Please, please speak to me!" TiTi felt something pulling her out of the darkness. Was that golden voice... could it be... she closed her eyes again, as the dark billowing clouds of pain overtook her. "No... Edward..." she just managed to whisper, while the tears stung the back of her eyes. "My LOVE!" roared Edward. "Who has done this! Who has hurt you! My LOVE!!!!" His muscles flexed with rage, as he threw back his head and gave a mighty sob for the girl who had given her life for to save him. Just then, with the last vestiges of her strength, TiTi opened her eyes!"
Yeah. I bet it's like that.
Or maybe she wants to get with Alice.
Heheheheheh... *chuckles*
No, lo siento, señorita perrita. I did not mean to make fun of you.
Actually, I did.
Oooooh crud biscuit, Dad wants Zac to play a game of chess with someone.
Like the fresh refreshing winter breeze in autumn, I shall be gone.
I wish not to playeth the chess.
Farewelll!
xoxoxo~♥~
Man, I woke up and looked at the clock and it said 1:44! I was like WOAH! So I got up and woke up Kitty, and then when I looked at the clock downstairs, what did I see? A bold, big, bright 10:42. My clock got all weirded out cuz someone unplugged it.
And I was wondering why I was so tired! Crud!
Don't worry! I've never slept past 1:00 before! Fear notteset thou!
At any rate, I'm as bored as a board.
And I really don't want to go to Spanish class today.
What a pain in the ass.
It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't wanna go and also it's a total pain. Would you like it?
Oh, probably.
I'm just an imperfect girl after all. I know nothing.
Isn't that right, honey bunny?
No, I have no idea who I'm even talking to.
Ugh, I just remembered.
TiTi The Princess Of Joy showed up in my dream last night. It was really annoying. Here I was having this nice dream, and suddenly TiTi sticks her head in my face (she was hanging upside down from a bunk bed that appeared out of no where) and insults me! Nice chica, eh?
Sozzly.
I have decided that nothing you do is ever gonna stop me, and nothing you say today is ever gonna bring me down.
Therefore, I am now going to be as preppy as I possibly can preppily prep, at least when I'm around Jade. When I go to the hospital next, I think I'll dress head-to-toe pink (That is NOT preppy, though, bitch!) (Not saying Jade's a bitch, just saying.) and wear braids. And knee socks. ANd quite possibly a clip-on tie.
Oh, and no makeup.
Wait noooooooooo! I can't stand that! I will NOT sacrifice my integrityful personality in favor of someone else's twisted standards ever aGAIN! I will wear a ton of makeup! I WILL! I WILL!!!!!!
So there! Stick that up your butt and smoke it!
Cha!
Hmmm.... I think I'll act as cheerful and perky as I possibly can. And, since you know me by now, you must also know that that is mighty perky!
"Hey-lo!!! ♥" chirps Jasmine, walking into the room, dressed head to toe pink with knee socks underneath her plaid miniskirt and a tie over her button down blouse. She flips one of her adorably shiny braids and blows a kiss, emphasizing her impossibly glossy lips. "You look...." Jade trails off, realizing that her friend actually looks really cute, and it would be quite futile to argue. "You look like a PREP!" howls TiTi, walking in. Jasmine winks, showing off her amazingly perfect eyeliner, mascara, and eyeshadow, all in shades of pink or purple (except her mascara is inky black.) "I'm so very glad to hear it! ♥" she chirps again. TiTi's eyes travel over jasmine's outift, and come to rest on her enormous boobs. "You look like a pr~ep..." she reiterates unconvincingly. "Ok! ♥" sings jassy, and then calls out to a random hot guy standing there watching this exchange with much amusement. "Why are you standing there like a loner?" Join in the conversation! ♥" "Well, now that you've invited me," says the guy flirtily. "You know I can't pass up an oppurtunity to hang out with a cute girl!" "Why thaaaaaaank you!" squawks TiTi, thinking he's talking to her. "Uh, I did say cute girls," says the guy. "I could do without the ugly ones." he turns his back on TiTi, and begins to talk to Jasmine, who's smooth, sexy suaveness steals his heart. "Wait!" cries TiTi. "You do know that she's a prep, do you not?" She is so upset at being called ugly that she is beginning to talk like Sir Lancelot. "Prep or princess, it doesn't matter to me," says the guy, smiling at Jasmine, "But I think it's more of the latter!" "Oh, cool your jets, Romeo," says Jassy, looking at him with The Power Of Flirtiness. "Do you want to scare me away? ♥" "TiTiiiiiiiiiii!" cries a voice, and a drop dead hideous girl dressed in Dungeons And Dragons attire rushes in. "My love! Are you cheating on me?" "I..." whispers TiTi, realizing that she is. (Or at least attempting to) "This is it, then!" snaps the girl. "You cannot have a relationship without trust! Goodbye! I am leaving you for the nerd in my math class who does her homework as soon as she gets it and writes Twilight fanfiction for fun!" "Come back!" sobs TiTi, but it is of no avail. Her girlfriend is gone for good, along with her heart. Jassy and the hot guy are going out, and everyone in school finds her the laughing stock of society, so all around, TiTi has lost by her bitchiness, and Jassy has found herself a boyfriend and is loved by everyone in the hearts of all. The end. ♥
Oh my! I guess I got carried away!
...You are a worthy opponent, Hatsuharu Sohma!"
\Ewwww, I'm a crazy fangirl.
Someone please shoot me now.
With a baka gun.
NOOOOOOO! I'mma doin it again!
Sozzly!
Poor TiTi. I bet she writes Twilight fanfiction.
"Then Edward, with a glowing smoulder in his tawny golden eyes, bent down to kiss the lips of TiTi, who's reclining form had not stirred. "My love!" he hissed urgently, hoping to breathe life into her from the depths of his own heart. "My love! Please, please speak to me!" TiTi felt something pulling her out of the darkness. Was that golden voice... could it be... she closed her eyes again, as the dark billowing clouds of pain overtook her. "No... Edward..." she just managed to whisper, while the tears stung the back of her eyes. "My LOVE!" roared Edward. "Who has done this! Who has hurt you! My LOVE!!!!" His muscles flexed with rage, as he threw back his head and gave a mighty sob for the girl who had given her life for to save him. Just then, with the last vestiges of her strength, TiTi opened her eyes!"
Yeah. I bet it's like that.
Or maybe she wants to get with Alice.
Heheheheheh... *chuckles*
No, lo siento, señorita perrita. I did not mean to make fun of you.
Actually, I did.
Oooooh crud biscuit, Dad wants Zac to play a game of chess with someone.
Like the fresh refreshing winter breeze in autumn, I shall be gone.
I wish not to playeth the chess.
Farewelll!
xoxoxo~♥~
Sunday, May 10, 2009
happy mom's day, luv!
Chihuahua!
Chinese school was sooooo fun!
I get to have a main role in our convo club dialogue and model it juicy! Sweeeeeet!
Nathan's Chinese name is "Peaceful Cheese".WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
Hope's name is "Hao" which means Good. Zac's is Young Jun which means "Eternally Upright."
NYAH!
I have the only good one! Uwahahahaha-
Wait. My name means "Beautiful Virtue."
I sound like a nun.
WAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Although my name is fun to say. "Mei Zhen." Just try sayin it! It's fun!
Oh yayayayayay! I finally got my one of a kind designer bag from Teen Vogue! I'm so happy!
♥ ♥ ♥
Except it's a bit ugly.
Just a bit.
But you know.
I am very well liked in Chinese school.
Even by Hope, who is so much like Elizabeth it's scary. Actually, she is a bit different. For one thing, she's Indonesian. And.... oh, Iunno. She's very blunt. (But not like TiTi The BitChi)
Hope: One of my friends ran up to this other girl and squeezed both her boobs.
Me: WTF?
Hope: I'd bet she'd like to squeeze yours too. No offense, but they're really big.
Me: Eh, well, y'know, it's just...
Oh well. I know I am big on top. It's just contributes to my charm.
I am NOT a ditz, though!
Sozzly!
Everyone still remembers the ill-fated Jasmine Kick.
That was the time I was chasing Nathan because he wouldn't show me his phone, and Hope was doing a Kyo Kick (from some anime or other) so I jumped in the air and kicked him in the butt yelling "JASMINE KICK!" at the top of my lungs. He didn't seem to feel it, but I fell down with a very astonished expression on my face. Man, I twisted my ankle too! It hurt!
But bravely, I did not show it. Nay, I merely ventured on with my nerves of steel and face of iron.
Indeed.
Well, except for a little complaining.
A very little.
But well, that's expected when suffers a grievous wound like I did.
They say things like, "Normal people wouldn't fall down after kicking someone!" and "Why don't you do your Jasmine Kick and take him out, eh?" Boo hoo. I'm so underappreciated.
Oh well! Its fine!
Mom is making me listen to Down At The Twist And Shout because I made the mistake of asking what song I should do next.
Lovely.
Actually, it's not that bad. It's kind of lively.
But still.
Chica, you need to work on titles!
"Alligator stew"???
WTF! EW!
Where was I? Oh yeah. So at the end of Chinese school, we were rehearsing for the graduation, so they told us to go learn kung fu. So we all went over, but hardly did we get there, when they told us that "the girls" had to do something else, so me and Hope went off, complaining all the way.
And what were we doing?
Dancing with scarves.
Actually, I didn't mind, because it involves doing a sexy model walk to the front of the stage and striking a pose.
Sweet!
Oh, and in Convo Club, since I'm one of the xingxing pupils, I get to be one of two main people for the dialugoes we're doing! Yay! Cause I'm the only one in the whole club who likes to talk in front of crowds.
Ok, I admit, I'm a complete "ham" as mom says!
Don't kill me!
Cheese.
No, I mean Peaceful Cheese.
BUWAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!
Owwie, my ass is sore.
Hope kept slapping it.
Oh well.
I get to be the cute character in our little club.
Zac is the loner, I guess.
WAHAHAHAHAHA! He frees his mind at night! NYAH!
I'm listening to my new theme song. Teardrops On My Guitar.
My theme song.
WAAAH!
Oh well, I don't care. I'm always hyped up when I come back from Chinese school.
And dance class.
But never orchestra.
BOOOOOOOOO!
Oh well. It was actually fine last week. I wandered over to talk to Topaz and Anthony cause I was bored and I figured I hadn't anything else to lose since I was already miserable as eff, so I did, and actually it was a lot of fun! I love my homies!
Anthiny shared his gum with me.
It was yummy, too.
Strawberry and cinnamon.
And it was pink!
Oh shiz, I didn't practice my orchestra music! Well! that's just too bad!
Maybe we'll even have sectionals!
My, how terrible! What would I do?
Chuwahaha!
Stick that-
Um, never mind.
The thought of Mrs. Samuel having a butt bothers me.
As it would anyone.
For I am normal, am I not?
Even if I do fall down while doing Jasmine Kicks.
Oh well.
Dad is sick right now.
He's taking a nap.
So I probably shouldn't be listening to music.
But oh well.
It's his own darn fault, so he deserves it.
'Ey, maybe I should listen to Perfect so it can seep into his brain while he's asleeping! Not that he notices if I'm perfect or not.
But for Zac.
Ok, I will, but I want to listen to Your Love Found Me first. (Seriously, what's with the trend of sucky titles?)
Oh, we have ice cream! I'mma get some! Ice cream, ice cream, ice creeeeeaaammmm! ♥
Ok, now I have ice cream and music! What more do I need?
I thinkie I'll go read FML before we have to go the strickin fricken singing.
B'Bye!
xoxoxo~♥~
Chinese school was sooooo fun!
I get to have a main role in our convo club dialogue and model it juicy! Sweeeeeet!
Nathan's Chinese name is "Peaceful Cheese".WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
Hope's name is "Hao" which means Good. Zac's is Young Jun which means "Eternally Upright."
NYAH!
I have the only good one! Uwahahahaha-
Wait. My name means "Beautiful Virtue."
I sound like a nun.
WAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Although my name is fun to say. "Mei Zhen." Just try sayin it! It's fun!
Oh yayayayayay! I finally got my one of a kind designer bag from Teen Vogue! I'm so happy!
♥ ♥ ♥
Except it's a bit ugly.
Just a bit.
But you know.
I am very well liked in Chinese school.
Even by Hope, who is so much like Elizabeth it's scary. Actually, she is a bit different. For one thing, she's Indonesian. And.... oh, Iunno. She's very blunt. (But not like TiTi The BitChi)
Hope: One of my friends ran up to this other girl and squeezed both her boobs.
Me: WTF?
Hope: I'd bet she'd like to squeeze yours too. No offense, but they're really big.
Me: Eh, well, y'know, it's just...
Oh well. I know I am big on top. It's just contributes to my charm.
I am NOT a ditz, though!
Sozzly!
Everyone still remembers the ill-fated Jasmine Kick.
That was the time I was chasing Nathan because he wouldn't show me his phone, and Hope was doing a Kyo Kick (from some anime or other) so I jumped in the air and kicked him in the butt yelling "JASMINE KICK!" at the top of my lungs. He didn't seem to feel it, but I fell down with a very astonished expression on my face. Man, I twisted my ankle too! It hurt!
But bravely, I did not show it. Nay, I merely ventured on with my nerves of steel and face of iron.
Indeed.
Well, except for a little complaining.
A very little.
But well, that's expected when suffers a grievous wound like I did.
They say things like, "Normal people wouldn't fall down after kicking someone!" and "Why don't you do your Jasmine Kick and take him out, eh?" Boo hoo. I'm so underappreciated.
Oh well! Its fine!
Mom is making me listen to Down At The Twist And Shout because I made the mistake of asking what song I should do next.
Lovely.
Actually, it's not that bad. It's kind of lively.
But still.
Chica, you need to work on titles!
"Alligator stew"???
WTF! EW!
Where was I? Oh yeah. So at the end of Chinese school, we were rehearsing for the graduation, so they told us to go learn kung fu. So we all went over, but hardly did we get there, when they told us that "the girls" had to do something else, so me and Hope went off, complaining all the way.
And what were we doing?
Dancing with scarves.
Actually, I didn't mind, because it involves doing a sexy model walk to the front of the stage and striking a pose.
Sweet!
Oh, and in Convo Club, since I'm one of the xingxing pupils, I get to be one of two main people for the dialugoes we're doing! Yay! Cause I'm the only one in the whole club who likes to talk in front of crowds.
Ok, I admit, I'm a complete "ham" as mom says!
Don't kill me!
Cheese.
No, I mean Peaceful Cheese.
BUWAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!
Owwie, my ass is sore.
Hope kept slapping it.
Oh well.
I get to be the cute character in our little club.
Zac is the loner, I guess.
WAHAHAHAHAHA! He frees his mind at night! NYAH!
I'm listening to my new theme song. Teardrops On My Guitar.
My theme song.
WAAAH!
Oh well, I don't care. I'm always hyped up when I come back from Chinese school.
And dance class.
But never orchestra.
BOOOOOOOOO!
Oh well. It was actually fine last week. I wandered over to talk to Topaz and Anthony cause I was bored and I figured I hadn't anything else to lose since I was already miserable as eff, so I did, and actually it was a lot of fun! I love my homies!
Anthiny shared his gum with me.
It was yummy, too.
Strawberry and cinnamon.
And it was pink!
Oh shiz, I didn't practice my orchestra music! Well! that's just too bad!
Maybe we'll even have sectionals!
My, how terrible! What would I do?
Chuwahaha!
Stick that-
Um, never mind.
The thought of Mrs. Samuel having a butt bothers me.
As it would anyone.
For I am normal, am I not?
Even if I do fall down while doing Jasmine Kicks.
Oh well.
Dad is sick right now.
He's taking a nap.
So I probably shouldn't be listening to music.
But oh well.
It's his own darn fault, so he deserves it.
'Ey, maybe I should listen to Perfect so it can seep into his brain while he's asleeping! Not that he notices if I'm perfect or not.
But for Zac.
Ok, I will, but I want to listen to Your Love Found Me first. (Seriously, what's with the trend of sucky titles?)
Oh, we have ice cream! I'mma get some! Ice cream, ice cream, ice creeeeeaaammmm! ♥
Ok, now I have ice cream and music! What more do I need?
I thinkie I'll go read FML before we have to go the strickin fricken singing.
B'Bye!
xoxoxo~♥~
Saturday, May 9, 2009
retreat actually didn't suck!!!!!!
Seriously, it's sofa king hot outside, I think I'mma melt or go down in flames or both.
Which is nice.
Cause, as y'all should totally know by now, summer is my favorite season.
I realizee... I neva wrote about da retweat, did I. It....
Well, I hate to say this, as it may be misconstrued to sound like I like orchestra, but...
It did NOT suck!
I almost fainted in shock when I realized that it didn't suck.
I mean, it was so... I mean I thought...
Well, to cut a long story short, I met three very nice people and re-met one person I already knew, and got to hang out with them all weekend.
Two of them were trombonists.
Which had Mom reeling in shock when she found out.
Their names were Topaz (yes, yet another person with a jewel name, seriously) and Anthony. They were friends with Cindy, who plays cello, so I just hung out with them all the time. When I had to be with my cabin, I hung out with another girl I met, named Miri, who doesn't seem to know very many people and sits next to me (in the seconds.)
I tried to keep track of Jacquelyn, since she didn't know anyone either, but as soon as I turned my back, she would be running off (to do what is anyone's guess! Like I said, she doesn't know anyone.). Man! Then, since I had been their for two years and presumably knew my ways around, Mrs. Samuel put me in charge of another little cellist who didn't know anyone. She followed me around like a little chick, I felt so maternal! Or babysitter-ish.
(Not like my babysitters, like good babysitters.)
So all in all, retreat was actually really fun!
Yay!
I'm so happy now.
I did hang out with some others too, like the percussionists, Mary and David who I met last year, and Nia, who plays viola and is soooooo nice I swear. David was in Zac's cabin, and apparently was talking about me as "the girl with the interesting/flashy sense of style." Loveleee... I didn't know I was wearing "interesting" clothes.
Actually, I'm glad.
Yay desu!
Fizzleshit, I have to go get dressed for a fuck-bucking sweet frickin pervalicious ickypoo disgusting-o Misery Ensemble.
a.k.a "Mission Ensemble".
Their mission is to make everyone as unhappy as possible.
Fuck bucket.
Bye.
xoxoxo~♥~
Which is nice.
Cause, as y'all should totally know by now, summer is my favorite season.
I realizee... I neva wrote about da retweat, did I. It....
Well, I hate to say this, as it may be misconstrued to sound like I like orchestra, but...
It did NOT suck!
I almost fainted in shock when I realized that it didn't suck.
I mean, it was so... I mean I thought...
Well, to cut a long story short, I met three very nice people and re-met one person I already knew, and got to hang out with them all weekend.
Two of them were trombonists.
Which had Mom reeling in shock when she found out.
Their names were Topaz (yes, yet another person with a jewel name, seriously) and Anthony. They were friends with Cindy, who plays cello, so I just hung out with them all the time. When I had to be with my cabin, I hung out with another girl I met, named Miri, who doesn't seem to know very many people and sits next to me (in the seconds.)
I tried to keep track of Jacquelyn, since she didn't know anyone either, but as soon as I turned my back, she would be running off (to do what is anyone's guess! Like I said, she doesn't know anyone.). Man! Then, since I had been their for two years and presumably knew my ways around, Mrs. Samuel put me in charge of another little cellist who didn't know anyone. She followed me around like a little chick, I felt so maternal! Or babysitter-ish.
(Not like my babysitters, like good babysitters.)
So all in all, retreat was actually really fun!
Yay!
I'm so happy now.
I did hang out with some others too, like the percussionists, Mary and David who I met last year, and Nia, who plays viola and is soooooo nice I swear. David was in Zac's cabin, and apparently was talking about me as "the girl with the interesting/flashy sense of style." Loveleee... I didn't know I was wearing "interesting" clothes.
Actually, I'm glad.
Yay desu!
Fizzleshit, I have to go get dressed for a fuck-bucking sweet frickin pervalicious ickypoo disgusting-o Misery Ensemble.
a.k.a "Mission Ensemble".
Their mission is to make everyone as unhappy as possible.
Fuck bucket.
Bye.
xoxoxo~♥~
Friday, May 1, 2009
very brattiness much of here
Fuck bucket, I am SOOOOOOOOOO pissed at the world right now!
You ask WHY? Dumbass, figure it out yo damn self!
I HATE mission ensemble with a passion usually reserved for Romeo and Juliet on their first married night together! It's full of perverts, gross chewing people, mean people, and horrible music. So basically, it sucks like a blowjob, but without any of the fun. (The guy has fun. The girl prolly doesn't.)
I also am extremely pissed at Sungmin.
Also at myself, because instead of practicing like the good little girl that I am, I watched anime on yooutube, and now I feel like assorted characters. But mostly like some of the many creepy perverts from Misery Ensemble. Honestyl, I don't see why Dad is friends with them! They're HIDEOUSLY fugly, and they have the social skills of King Kong. Oh, and their playing sucks. Any questions?
You know, my chest isn't that big. Not compared to my gut, anyway. I should SO go on a diet, but I don't have the discipline. I wanted to become anorexic, but I don't have the discipline for that either.
Fuck NO I am NOT going out to catch the fucking pigs! You fucking put them out so you should fucking catch them your fucking self! (And I mean it when I say Mom better not read this!)
Sungmin: why don't you help us catch the pigs?
Me: Why don't you?
Sungmin: Why don't YOU?
Me: Honestly, why don't you go lead by example?
Sungmin: Lead by example? What's that?
Me:You are just too dumb.
Sungmin: No I'm not! How?
MeL Don't you know what it means to lead by example?
Sungmin: Yes, of course I do!
Me: Then why are you playing dumb?
Sungmin: I'm not!
Me: Then it must be your natural brain capacity.
I know, I know, I was speaking very harshly, and that actually is unusual for me, no matter what I write. But hey, you can't blame me, I'm REALLY pissed!
I hardly ever say anything bad about a person to their face, and I don't like talking behind their backs either, but I do that too. Ugh, I'm very dispicable. Come ON! I KNOW I spelled "dispicable" right! Shove it!
Sometimes I'm extremely cocky and arrogant, and other times I'm depressed and emo-licious. Like now. It mostly happens when I'm pissed, so I try not to get pissed much. It's unpleasant for everyone involved, and once you start, it's not easy to stop again. Like, once you've done the whole tantrum bit, complete with locking yourself in your room, (which I can't do, because my room doesn't even have a frickin lock) screaming how you hate everyone, and announcing that you are going to run away, it's very hard to get back to your cheerful sunshine personality. So I try not to.
But it's hard, because I'm selfish enough to want to show my feelings to everyone and have them pamper and comfort me all the time. Just like a gifted brat.
But sigh, I'm sounding rather gifted even now, aren't I.
But screw that, this is my secret blog! This is where I write things like that so I won't have to unload them onto everyone else!
(I'm not good at bottling things up yet, but I shall indeed learn.)
Indeed.
For it was one of my New Years' resolutions.
Yes.
Ahhhhhhh crud biscuit with a moldy cherry on top! I have to go fuckin practice!!!
Wake me up when september ends.
Blahhhhhh.
xoxoxo~♥~
You ask WHY? Dumbass, figure it out yo damn self!
I HATE mission ensemble with a passion usually reserved for Romeo and Juliet on their first married night together! It's full of perverts, gross chewing people, mean people, and horrible music. So basically, it sucks like a blowjob, but without any of the fun. (The guy has fun. The girl prolly doesn't.)
I also am extremely pissed at Sungmin.
Also at myself, because instead of practicing like the good little girl that I am, I watched anime on yooutube, and now I feel like assorted characters. But mostly like some of the many creepy perverts from Misery Ensemble. Honestyl, I don't see why Dad is friends with them! They're HIDEOUSLY fugly, and they have the social skills of King Kong. Oh, and their playing sucks. Any questions?
You know, my chest isn't that big. Not compared to my gut, anyway. I should SO go on a diet, but I don't have the discipline. I wanted to become anorexic, but I don't have the discipline for that either.
Fuck NO I am NOT going out to catch the fucking pigs! You fucking put them out so you should fucking catch them your fucking self! (And I mean it when I say Mom better not read this!)
Sungmin: why don't you help us catch the pigs?
Me: Why don't you?
Sungmin: Why don't YOU?
Me: Honestly, why don't you go lead by example?
Sungmin: Lead by example? What's that?
Me:You are just too dumb.
Sungmin: No I'm not! How?
MeL Don't you know what it means to lead by example?
Sungmin: Yes, of course I do!
Me: Then why are you playing dumb?
Sungmin: I'm not!
Me: Then it must be your natural brain capacity.
I know, I know, I was speaking very harshly, and that actually is unusual for me, no matter what I write. But hey, you can't blame me, I'm REALLY pissed!
I hardly ever say anything bad about a person to their face, and I don't like talking behind their backs either, but I do that too. Ugh, I'm very dispicable. Come ON! I KNOW I spelled "dispicable" right! Shove it!
Sometimes I'm extremely cocky and arrogant, and other times I'm depressed and emo-licious. Like now. It mostly happens when I'm pissed, so I try not to get pissed much. It's unpleasant for everyone involved, and once you start, it's not easy to stop again. Like, once you've done the whole tantrum bit, complete with locking yourself in your room, (which I can't do, because my room doesn't even have a frickin lock) screaming how you hate everyone, and announcing that you are going to run away, it's very hard to get back to your cheerful sunshine personality. So I try not to.
But it's hard, because I'm selfish enough to want to show my feelings to everyone and have them pamper and comfort me all the time. Just like a gifted brat.
But sigh, I'm sounding rather gifted even now, aren't I.
But screw that, this is my secret blog! This is where I write things like that so I won't have to unload them onto everyone else!
(I'm not good at bottling things up yet, but I shall indeed learn.)
Indeed.
For it was one of my New Years' resolutions.
Yes.
Ahhhhhhh crud biscuit with a moldy cherry on top! I have to go fuckin practice!!!
Wake me up when september ends.
Blahhhhhh.
xoxoxo~♥~
Thursday, April 30, 2009
my family annoys me
YES! The internet is FINALLY back on!!
I'm so happy!
...Even though right now I'm very pissed at my dad for driving off to my lesson without me. He decided that I was taking too long getting dressed, so he and Kitty hopped in the car and drove away. Seriously! That jerkface must think he's above it all. All I'm saying is he better come back, or else it won't be my fault when someone has to practice late today!
He has become increasingly more disagreeable as the days roll on. Last night when he was supposed to make and serve up the soup, he made me do it (in a very ungracious manner, too!) Although he did make it. But still. I was so pissed I put leftover miso soup and lemon juice in his, and I served him in a bread pan. He ate it too. He said, and I quote, "It tastes a little sour..." Ugh, I don't know what to do with this family...
Zac, at supper, was blabbering on and on about his college level classes at Crafton Hills, and when he finally shut up to take a bit of his soup, Kitty said something about how happy she was that the internet was on. "Yeah!" I agreed enthusiastically, happy that the conversation was finally centered around something that everyone other than Zac could relate to. "I really missed talking to-" "All your swains?" teased Mom. "Oh yeah! I love them like no other!" I said mockingly. "I have absolutely NO interest in what you're saying!" snapped Zac, and proceeded to talk again about his college applications. And lawyers. And torte reform. And then I excused myself and left, as did Kitty, Dad, and Sungmin. Poor Zac, it must be tough having no social skills. Then, that same night, when we were hanging up the laundry that I washed but forgot about and left in the washing machine, Kitty was saying something about apologizing. "Oh yeah, but you know it's too late to apologize!" I said sarcastically. "I don't approve of that song," said Zac in a horribly frightful mood. "Well, really!" said Kitty, loudly, hands on her hips. "SHhhhhh" said Mom, not wishing to disturb the neighbors. "In fact, I think that song is really morally decrepit and should never have been written!" continued Zac.
Ugh, Dad The Conquerer has returned.
Gotta go.
Bye!
xoxoxoxo~♥~
I'm so happy!
...Even though right now I'm very pissed at my dad for driving off to my lesson without me. He decided that I was taking too long getting dressed, so he and Kitty hopped in the car and drove away. Seriously! That jerkface must think he's above it all. All I'm saying is he better come back, or else it won't be my fault when someone has to practice late today!
He has become increasingly more disagreeable as the days roll on. Last night when he was supposed to make and serve up the soup, he made me do it (in a very ungracious manner, too!) Although he did make it. But still. I was so pissed I put leftover miso soup and lemon juice in his, and I served him in a bread pan. He ate it too. He said, and I quote, "It tastes a little sour..." Ugh, I don't know what to do with this family...
Zac, at supper, was blabbering on and on about his college level classes at Crafton Hills, and when he finally shut up to take a bit of his soup, Kitty said something about how happy she was that the internet was on. "Yeah!" I agreed enthusiastically, happy that the conversation was finally centered around something that everyone other than Zac could relate to. "I really missed talking to-" "All your swains?" teased Mom. "Oh yeah! I love them like no other!" I said mockingly. "I have absolutely NO interest in what you're saying!" snapped Zac, and proceeded to talk again about his college applications. And lawyers. And torte reform. And then I excused myself and left, as did Kitty, Dad, and Sungmin. Poor Zac, it must be tough having no social skills. Then, that same night, when we were hanging up the laundry that I washed but forgot about and left in the washing machine, Kitty was saying something about apologizing. "Oh yeah, but you know it's too late to apologize!" I said sarcastically. "I don't approve of that song," said Zac in a horribly frightful mood. "Well, really!" said Kitty, loudly, hands on her hips. "SHhhhhh" said Mom, not wishing to disturb the neighbors. "In fact, I think that song is really morally decrepit and should never have been written!" continued Zac.
Ugh, Dad The Conquerer has returned.
Gotta go.
Bye!
xoxoxoxo~♥~
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