You: You oblivious, irritating, irrational, crying coward.
You've wasted too much of my time. You irritate me with your smack talk behind my head. Don't cry. I sympathize for you not. They will STOP sympathizing. Your sheltered oblivion has influenced yourself to THINK that you are always right. Well, I'VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU, you're irrational. Go, retreat to your online blog. But I'VE GOT MORE NEWS FOR YOU. Doing that doesn't strengthen your argument. It just boosts your cowardly ego. Don't call me a hypocrite, for I have already informed you on my stance. I've instilled too much effort to keep this feeble friendship, but you have shoved me to this extent.. I think I'm done with you. Not until your birthday. Not until her birthday. I think I'm done. Seal the end of this friendship. Or save it. This can only be closed by you. So I call you out, you coward. But I don't think I've told you this; it pains me to be in conflict with you.. knowing how fragile you are. You have to learn. I have to learn. and it hurts that you're someone I've loved for almost five years.
You have until March 21 (next Friday) at 11:59PM to respond. If you don't, it will be final that we are over.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Penguin Love
Penguins spend thier whole lives looking for that one other penguin and when they meet them they know and they spend the rest of their lives together.
BUT I'M NOT A PANGUIN
Where's my penguin??
BUT I'M NOT A PANGUIN
Where's my penguin??
Seniorhood
Vitamin C - (Graduation song) Friends Forever
Mainly what's on my mind is what i'm going to do and how I am going to end with the last two months of my high school career. As a Senior, I am anxious to get outta high school and venture of to that fine level of higher education we call.. college. But I don't see these last two months as lethargy time. I see it as Thee Time to become closer to my fellow graduates (bondage), pass on as much of myself to underclassmen, have those "sensei to grasshopper" moments with those teachers who will forever linger in my mind and heart and to do whatever else I want/can!
Perhaps the hardest job in America (to me) is being a high school teacher. Throughout my high school courses, I would like to recognize the teachers who have made an impact on me: Mrs. Wong (Freshmen Bio EXP) - She incorporated humor with intelligence along with passion in her teaching. "Only, Wendy." "I still remember you as the kid who farted and burped a lot!" Oh Mrs. Wong, how i've grown since then (syeeeke). Ms. Rudd (Eng EXP Freshmen) - You've exploited me to the beautiful perverted world of literature. "You have a lot of spunk!" That comment embeds in my memory til this day! Mr. Quinonez aka SENSEI (Judo/Jujitsu Sophomore year) - You are the only male teacher I have ever seen cry. Don't be fooled. He can kick anyone's ass too! He definitely taught me about wisedom, courage and composure. Truly a martial arts teacher. Mrs. Malik (Chemistry Jr year) - People don't give you enough creds. You need some "oxyeegan." Hennessee (sorry if I spelt your name wrong.. I remember i did that last year on my leadership application and you were appauled haha) (0 period Current Life Issues) - Because of you, i'm layin off the crack and booze. Ms. Sarvey (Algebra 2) - is sucha babe. I like to consider her as my warm aunty. She's always in her room (well now portable) and available when you need someone to talk to about ANYTHING. Thank you for the big hugs and snacks you used to supply me. Those jerks who stopped you from selling those snacks and who sent you to the portables.. man how do they deal with theirselves? Remember, I gotcho back! Mr. T Manno (AP U.S. History) - I'm proud to be an American. Engaging me in all of those debates made me more belligerent. That's a good thing though because I have more confidence when I speak up in formal gatherings or just in class. You're a pun-a-thon, but I'm grateful that I can claim that I was once a "Manno's kid." Mr. Dell Martin (AP Eng) - I've learned to embrace the "breast of life." Mr. Siltanen (AP Gov) - You have the biggest tolerance ever. Teaching only Seniors, you truly understand us and our needs. I am grateful for that. Mr. Friedman aka GCF (PreCalc) - "smack that all on the floor" "I have woman problems!" Dr. Griffith (AP Environmental Science) - Your passion for the environment has influenced me greatly. STU - You too! Lastly, Mr. Allen Nakamura (aka Rainbow Butter) (Leadership all 4 years + 5th period aiding) - aka father of leadership. Most memorable/loved/gossipy teacher at Alameda High School. I have waay too much to say about this man, so I'm going to cut this off.
Five seconds ago I realized how unneccesary drama in high school is. Whatever grudges I held up until 5 seconds ago is released from my system as poop digests. Last week, I had that mentality that we only have 2 months anyway so tell people off when they deserve it. Now that i'm done doing that, it's Time to also remember to not forget the good memories and despite how big people's egos are.. I figured that I am much happier if I let the happy days override the awkward tension. Let the happy days ring! (I'll still tell people off if they deserve it though, so don't confuse this segment as my degression to vulnerability)
MY UNDERCLASSMEN! (yes, that means you too juniors) I believe my influence is crucial. Just remember.. Everytime I give you advice, act goofy around you or just doing whatever else I do, I leave a part of myself in you.. I leave my legacy through you all. Yes, feel honored.
Leadership underclassmen - I probably show more love and care to you stinkers the most. When I was an underclassmen, I always wanted the Seniors of leadership to give me some attention and guidance, so I give mine to you. Ever since election time, I am reminded that they do look for my guidance and that whatever advice I give to them is crucial. Bondage.. preach it! I have high hopes for you carrying out 2007's legacy as well as making your own.
AHS 2007 SENIORS!!! Holla atcha girrrrll! From our bondage time at Senior Banquet to graduation, definitely enjoy each other's company. We may get ticked off at almost everything nowadays, but remember we ONLY have 40 (and decreasing) days together! I think we're done with being ticked off. Let's open the gateway to 40 happy days!
So fellow Seniors, I say drop your swords, drop your facades, drop your pants (optional) and join me in making the most out of our last two months of high school together!
(It's like 3 AM and i tired so speech impaired, so i'll edit this laterr)
Things to do:
1. Eat in the cafeteria - Friday, April 20th (come join me!!!!)
2. Hug and Kiss friends
3. Clean Nak's backroom
4. Fulfill lunch dates with important people
5. Perform and hold composer during Senior Talent Show
(Open to making additions to list)
Mainly what's on my mind is what i'm going to do and how I am going to end with the last two months of my high school career. As a Senior, I am anxious to get outta high school and venture of to that fine level of higher education we call.. college. But I don't see these last two months as lethargy time. I see it as Thee Time to become closer to my fellow graduates (bondage), pass on as much of myself to underclassmen, have those "sensei to grasshopper" moments with those teachers who will forever linger in my mind and heart and to do whatever else I want/can!
Perhaps the hardest job in America (to me) is being a high school teacher. Throughout my high school courses, I would like to recognize the teachers who have made an impact on me: Mrs. Wong (Freshmen Bio EXP) - She incorporated humor with intelligence along with passion in her teaching. "Only, Wendy." "I still remember you as the kid who farted and burped a lot!" Oh Mrs. Wong, how i've grown since then (syeeeke). Ms. Rudd (Eng EXP Freshmen) - You've exploited me to the beautiful perverted world of literature. "You have a lot of spunk!" That comment embeds in my memory til this day! Mr. Quinonez aka SENSEI (Judo/Jujitsu Sophomore year) - You are the only male teacher I have ever seen cry. Don't be fooled. He can kick anyone's ass too! He definitely taught me about wisedom, courage and composure. Truly a martial arts teacher. Mrs. Malik (Chemistry Jr year) - People don't give you enough creds. You need some "oxyeegan." Hennessee (sorry if I spelt your name wrong.. I remember i did that last year on my leadership application and you were appauled haha) (0 period Current Life Issues) - Because of you, i'm layin off the crack and booze. Ms. Sarvey (Algebra 2) - is sucha babe. I like to consider her as my warm aunty. She's always in her room (well now portable) and available when you need someone to talk to about ANYTHING. Thank you for the big hugs and snacks you used to supply me. Those jerks who stopped you from selling those snacks and who sent you to the portables.. man how do they deal with theirselves? Remember, I gotcho back! Mr. T Manno (AP U.S. History) - I'm proud to be an American. Engaging me in all of those debates made me more belligerent. That's a good thing though because I have more confidence when I speak up in formal gatherings or just in class. You're a pun-a-thon, but I'm grateful that I can claim that I was once a "Manno's kid." Mr. Dell Martin (AP Eng) - I've learned to embrace the "breast of life." Mr. Siltanen (AP Gov) - You have the biggest tolerance ever. Teaching only Seniors, you truly understand us and our needs. I am grateful for that. Mr. Friedman aka GCF (PreCalc) - "smack that all on the floor" "I have woman problems!" Dr. Griffith (AP Environmental Science) - Your passion for the environment has influenced me greatly. STU - You too! Lastly, Mr. Allen Nakamura (aka Rainbow Butter) (Leadership all 4 years + 5th period aiding) - aka father of leadership. Most memorable/loved/gossipy teacher at Alameda High School. I have waay too much to say about this man, so I'm going to cut this off.
Five seconds ago I realized how unneccesary drama in high school is. Whatever grudges I held up until 5 seconds ago is released from my system as poop digests. Last week, I had that mentality that we only have 2 months anyway so tell people off when they deserve it. Now that i'm done doing that, it's Time to also remember to not forget the good memories and despite how big people's egos are.. I figured that I am much happier if I let the happy days override the awkward tension. Let the happy days ring! (I'll still tell people off if they deserve it though, so don't confuse this segment as my degression to vulnerability)
MY UNDERCLASSMEN! (yes, that means you too juniors) I believe my influence is crucial. Just remember.. Everytime I give you advice, act goofy around you or just doing whatever else I do, I leave a part of myself in you.. I leave my legacy through you all. Yes, feel honored.
Leadership underclassmen - I probably show more love and care to you stinkers the most. When I was an underclassmen, I always wanted the Seniors of leadership to give me some attention and guidance, so I give mine to you. Ever since election time, I am reminded that they do look for my guidance and that whatever advice I give to them is crucial. Bondage.. preach it! I have high hopes for you carrying out 2007's legacy as well as making your own.
AHS 2007 SENIORS!!! Holla atcha girrrrll! From our bondage time at Senior Banquet to graduation, definitely enjoy each other's company. We may get ticked off at almost everything nowadays, but remember we ONLY have 40 (and decreasing) days together! I think we're done with being ticked off. Let's open the gateway to 40 happy days!
So fellow Seniors, I say drop your swords, drop your facades, drop your pants (optional) and join me in making the most out of our last two months of high school together!
(It's like 3 AM and i tired so speech impaired, so i'll edit this laterr)
Things to do:
1. Eat in the cafeteria - Friday, April 20th (come join me!!!!)
2. Hug and Kiss friends
3. Clean Nak's backroom
4. Fulfill lunch dates with important people
5. Perform and hold composer during Senior Talent Show
(Open to making additions to list)
Monday, March 26, 2007
Ultimate hippy UCB
03/16/07BERKELEY A large group of nude people will pose among the threatened oaks at the University of California, Berkeley, on Saturday in the name of art.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Human
I have a hurtful scrape on my knee. I have a cut on my palm. I've felt rejection. I've never felt so human in my life.
College Admissions
College admissions are... BULLSHIT!
Rejected: ucd, ucsd, and Boston University..
"regret that we cannot offer you admission" "I regret to inform you" Yeah damn fucking right youre gonna regret not admitting ME to your college. With these rejection letters, they can only make me stronger. I know i'm going to college, not these but I am going somewhere (so far UCSC, Emmanuel College in Boston.. waiting for uci, ucb, ucla). Rejections give me more motivation to be somebody to whereever i'm going. I'm going to have the freedom and opportunities to make a name for myself in society. Not quite sure on what i'm going to do.. but with my determination, intelligence and charisma.. i'm going to succeed in life. I will be able to kick life in the ass after it has done to me several times. Courtny Hom's mom made an inspiring comment to me yesterday, "Ya know. There are certain people you can just look at and know they're going to succeed in life and you're one of those people." I don't have a 4.2 GPA, score over 2000 on the SATs, pass with 5s on my AP exams, burn myself out with extracurriculars, but if you identify yourself with your high school transcript.. then you need to go do something with your life to discover who you really are. I am beyond my high school transcript. Maybe that's why we take these rejection letters so personally, because we feel that we have to identify ourselves with our high school transcript so it feels as if the colleges are rejecting WHO YOU ARE. As I have discovered, you shouldnt look at it that way. I think i'm going to end this blog here.. i'll continue after I find out from the last three colleges and have made a decision on where I'm going and what im going to do while i'm there...
Strap on your bungee chords and tighten your harnest. Then jump. You'll be fine.
Rejected: ucd, ucsd, and Boston University..
"regret that we cannot offer you admission" "I regret to inform you" Yeah damn fucking right youre gonna regret not admitting ME to your college. With these rejection letters, they can only make me stronger. I know i'm going to college, not these but I am going somewhere (so far UCSC, Emmanuel College in Boston.. waiting for uci, ucb, ucla). Rejections give me more motivation to be somebody to whereever i'm going. I'm going to have the freedom and opportunities to make a name for myself in society. Not quite sure on what i'm going to do.. but with my determination, intelligence and charisma.. i'm going to succeed in life. I will be able to kick life in the ass after it has done to me several times. Courtny Hom's mom made an inspiring comment to me yesterday, "Ya know. There are certain people you can just look at and know they're going to succeed in life and you're one of those people." I don't have a 4.2 GPA, score over 2000 on the SATs, pass with 5s on my AP exams, burn myself out with extracurriculars, but if you identify yourself with your high school transcript.. then you need to go do something with your life to discover who you really are. I am beyond my high school transcript. Maybe that's why we take these rejection letters so personally, because we feel that we have to identify ourselves with our high school transcript so it feels as if the colleges are rejecting WHO YOU ARE. As I have discovered, you shouldnt look at it that way. I think i'm going to end this blog here.. i'll continue after I find out from the last three colleges and have made a decision on where I'm going and what im going to do while i'm there...
Strap on your bungee chords and tighten your harnest. Then jump. You'll be fine.
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