I Hate This #3 11:33 PM

References made in this entry coincide with the last part of "My Week #1 / My Day #8".

During the party, this girl said that I don't talk to her anymore like I used to, and that I only talk about school. Lol, I told her school was my life, and that iolike to be foolish and talk about girls and talk trash/gossip about people. In response to this, she alluded to my previous girl issues and shouted it out so that everyone (including people whose opinion of me I value) could hear and effectively made my face hot with embarrassment. So remember: if someone doesn't want to talk to you, make sure you betray his/her trust by humiliating that person by proclaiming all his/her secrets.

And everyone was talking about girls and guys and gossip. It was really irritating. Some people were bragging about how their ex was super hot and had the biggest ass in the school. They just talked incessantly about who they liked, and who liked them.

And the other people listening... were, well, listening, and wrongfully taking interest in other people's business that they so openly share. When they grow up in a few decades, they'll realize how stupid and embarrassing their actions were, and how wrong they were for ridiculing me for trying to keep others' personal issues undisclosed and save them from humiliation. I was really pissed, so I took it out on some INTENSE ping pong games. Man.

My Week #1 / My Day #8 11:16 PM

I don't really remember much about this week, except that I stopped procrastinating and that the work load was kinda light. That's pretty much it. Oh, and it rained twice this week and it was really foggy :D

Foggy CAMS.

I actually remember a lot of today. Today, I woke up from an eight-hour sleep. It felt amazing; I could actually get out of bed without jumping back in.

Anxious about my classes, like always, I said happy birthday to my mom, jumped out of the car, and started walking to engineering. I was expecting just a little bit of work to be assigned by Williams, but instead we just watched "Mean Girls". Fine by me!

Next was history. We did a small in-class project, working in groups of five. But I've become a really bad group member. I don't really work... well with my some of my teammates, and I can't see past their failures. I'm glad we finished, though.

In third period, I had English. All we did was sit and watch "The Joy Luck Club"! If I had watched the movie before the test, maybe I wouldn't have gotten a C (...nah).

The math quiz was next. Because of my change in study habits, I think I did pretty well. I studied at home and worked with Kevin to get the material down. When I saw the test I didn't blank out. Having confidence during a test is quite a liberating feeling. (But it's either I studied, or the quiz was really easy. I'll go with the former, thank you!)

Mmkay, lunch. So far so good! I saved my mom from packing her delicious and well-appreciated lunches on her own birthday by buying from the beloved cafeteria, where the food is scant and unpalatable and served by either an ever-smiling black lady on crack or an evil mexican who hates everyone and everything. Basically, I ordered orange chicken from the cafeteria :D

Spanish is always after lunch on Fridays. Nothing much to talk about there.

In my last class, biology, we watched four movies. Four! A lot of movies today...

I didn't have anything to attend after school today, so I finally tried to hang out with friends. It was pretty fun, but I had to leave mis compañeros for my brother, who I hadn't seen in two weeks. He looked different, and it made me sad that I didn't recognize him at first. Two weeks is a long time :\

I told my buddies, "Ey, Ima talk to my brother. I haven't seen him in forever, so don't be offended. Ima come back." But I ended up just leaving with my brother to go to Andrew Kim's house.

We followed Austin, who was taking Shan, on a convoluted route to the Kims' residence. I recognized his house and neighborhood from the facebook pictures I always see:

Yep. That's Andrew's house to the right. And, please, ignore the child molester in the middle of the street.

We all played Rock Band. The game is really fun, and everybody gets to play. It's such a good party game. lol and I tried the drums for the first song we played, and got immediately pwned. No rhythm/coordination = angry band members.

I have pics from the get together, because it was really fun and I wanted to remember it. cHeCk iT 0uT y0:

The whole band - me. Left to right: Andrew, Shan, Austin and my brother.

Funny pic of the singer and drummer :D

Close up of the serious bassist and guitarist.

After a couple songs, my brother and I said bye and drove home. I opened the door, walked into the kitchen, and immediately saw Italian food. I ran and stuffed my face with garlic bread soaked in olive oil and sundried tomato + mushroom + other stuff wraps. Satisfied, I went downstairs and just sat in my chair, letting my stomach break down the proteins, and letting the pancreatic enzymes and the small intestine do the rest.

By that time, kids were starting to flood into our porch. "TRICK OR TREAT!" the kids would say, while my brother, my mom, and I would look at each other, wondering who will be the instrument of tooth decay for the children at our door.

When the kiddie traffic died down, my mom decided that we should cut the cake and take pictures. Mission accomplished:

My wonderful mom.

After trying to be a normal family, my parents and I went to the Legaspis' house to celebrate her birthday with friends. Luckily, Tim and Jon came too. We played ping pong, basketball, and suicide (not ferrealz, the ball game lol) for like four hours. It seemed really fast. 

So I'm home now. and I'm really tired. I promise you guys I'll make a post about MacBook impressions and the CSUDH Vex Invitational that my team and I competed in last weekend. Sorry for the long post. Take care.

About This Blog #2 8:28 PM

Sorry I haven't posted all this week. I've decided to focus more time on schoolwork and less time on this blog (procrastination), seeing how I got the most C's (and my first legit F) on my quizzes and tests this week than my entire life.

But I realized something today, when I was thinking about this week: I don't remember it. So I've also decided to post more frequently while still devoting more time to school, because it's important to me that I remember my days, so I can learn from my experiences and have fun a couple years later when I look back at all my entries.

Sorry if this post was fail; my brother is talking to his friends on vent, my mom and grama are conversing in tagalog (loud/ugly), and my dad is operating the roaring vacuum to suck up all the water that's spilling from the faulty plumbing that my waddling shaky washing machine is trying to use. I can't hear myself think :\ I wanna punch something.

BTW I got my train animation working. lol

Depression #1 9:18 PM

Right now I can't get a train to move on a track. I'm eating away all the sadness. And sadness tastes like Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.

My Day #7 7:38 PM

I procrastinated again last night. I waited until 11:00PM to do my math and current event, and I didn't even really study for the history quiz, the Spanish quiz, and the Joy Luck Club test in English class :\

So I basically got pwned in history and in English. I had 10% confidence in my answers for the history quiz, and -37% for the Joy Luck Club test. My mind went blank on who the characters were (hard to memorize because all the characters have stereotypical Chinese names and personalities), so I had to skip the character identification sections (20 questions) and go head to the multiple choice questions, fishing out the answers in questions' wording for the answers I skipped.

After those exams, I went to math class and sulked (ferrealz). And I didn't even get credit for my math homework. The time passed fast, and before I knew it was already lunchtime.

I had Spanish and then biology right after. Those were okay. Slept in Spanish, tried my best to stay awake during the few boring parts of bio class.

But the highlight of my day was after school, during Robotics's Halloween Night. Jon, Sam, and I volunteered to be guides at the maze, leading people in and watching their faces explode when they saw Ian as a red-eyed monster. 

To be honest, the first time I went through I was really scared. There was this guy dressed in this freaky suit + jigsaw mask combination, who sat perfectly still on a table while people touched him and tried to determine if he was real or not.

Creepy.

When they'd move in close to inspect his mask, he'd slowly twist his head over. And when they'd figure it was just a prop and walk away, he'd get up stealthily and grasp their shoulders. It was a pro act, so I high-fived him. When I was done with my shift, I went back to the lab and helped my team add finishing touches for our vex bot for the competition tomorrow, until my next shift as a monster.

I was ten minutes late, so I ran into the maze and was given a biggie prisoner costume and this ridiculously gay mask. I was told to run and hide so people wouldn't see me while I changed, so I ran to the nearest tarp opening. Unfortunately (LOL!), there were a bunch of black people horsin around. sO I wAs aLL lEiK, "EY YO, IMA COP DIS SPOT RITE QUIK 2 CHANGE" sO I M aLL rUsHn MySeLf 2 cHanGe, butt LeIk I tRiPd oN dIs 1 hO and I 8 iT nd FeLL oUtTa da TaRp. Da StRoBe LiGhtS wErE gEtTn aLl hYpHy and sHizZle, iT was ALL sTaNkY and FoGgY, mA wRiSt hUrT cuZ I FeLL oN iT, aNd da bLacK PPL wErE aLL cHucklin @ me. I was so confused, I felt like throwing up.

After all of that, I went back to the lab to check on my team. I ended up fastening two pieces of vex bumper rails to my arm and a small wheel to my hand as a mini Arc Reactor TO BE IRON MAN! until German yelled at me for wasting zip ties. But it was so cool! I had this missile system, that let me shoot rubberbands super accurately. Thuan and I had dope rubberband firefights.

This took me forever.

So basically, it was really late. My team cleaned up and we all went home.

I'm glad I finally got to just hang out. Appreciate the drawing. I worked on it for quite a while and now I'm too tired to elaborate on what else happened :\ Please

My Day #6 9:25 PM

Hmm... I can't really remember today. Oh, yeah. But lemme tell you about yesterday, because I didn't really post about anything yesterday.

After school, I went to cross country practice for the first time in a week, because of <insert excuse here>. Elton made group two run Central and two bigloops, which measures approximately... I wanna say six and a half miles. The Jons and I decided to just run Central, a bigloop, and a smallloop, because <insert excuse here>. I'm a failure (boooooooooooooom).

When I got home, I worked on my Joy Luck Club journals for english that were due today. I had 24 entries done, with nine more to go. But you know me--it takes three hours to get my head right and pull out my notebook and start on homework.

So I ended up sleeping at 1:00AM, with my vocabulary exercises not done. I woke up at 6:33AM and worked on my vocab. When I was done, I bashed my head into the desk multiple times, hitting the paper and leaving a faint imprint of my work inscribed on my forehead, in hopes of remembering the material for today's quiz.

Jay slash kay. Hey, these things can get pretty boring. DON'T JUDGE

Today, my engineering teacher was out because of family business, so we had a free first period with iPod guy (Mr. C)! That guy is awesome. 

"

He's a young substitute teacher jumping from school to school to make ends meet, all while listening to his iPod.

"

↑

His life story.

...Moving on: I had English class, and the teacher didn't collect the journals I worked all night on. Instead, she asked us about Joy Luck Club and the main characters. I knew about this before hand, when I asked Black Danial what his class did. He said to make sure I don't get this one impossible question.

So my teacher goes around the room asking the students to analyze the characters. I started off and answered her question decently. She asks around the whole room without asking the impossible question. It was my turn again, and I did decently again. She digressed and talked about chickens in a coop. When she returned to the topic, she asked the class, "Where were we?"

And Steven, Princess, Julia, Kyle, and Charisse said, "Oh, we started over!" and pointed at me. I just went! But I thought there was no point in arguing, and I accepted my turn again. And she asked me the impossible question.

I failed ridiculously. After spiraling into depression, I looked at the clock and saw that lunch was just around the corner. And my mom packed me spam musubi (yatta!). Then I had Spanish (nothing interesting), then biology. Bio is becoming pretty fun now. Fiedler is pro.

After school today, I had robotics. My team and I are making major revisions to our bot, since instead of placing cubes into triangular prism, it flings the cubes five meters in the opposite direction. But today the Vex metal fumes weren't as concentrated, so we didn't get high. We worked efficiently (kinda). Side note: Nolan did what I have been doing to him all year; he stealthily followed my every footstep, until I noticed and swung behind me to hit him. Now I know how it feels. It's weird! (but ima still do it^^)

Right after robotics, I had Confirmation class. I got to see a bunch of old buddies. They were basically the same, just in older bodies. It was great.

And before writing this entry, I watched the last episode of Heroes again on hulu.com while eating a plate of chicken katsu. mmm.

Quite a long post, sorry. Wake up!

Realization #1 10:00 PM

I'm running out of juice.

Literally. (Oh my!)

My Day # 5 7:18 PM

Biology was actually fun today. The lecture was really thought-provoking and it incorporated a lot of drawing, which is one of my favorite hobbies that, unfortunately, I don't get to do often.

After school, Jon and I decided to skip cross country practice to finish our bot. As always, our bot fails ridiculously. Julia walked to our table to help, but Jon, Sam, and I got high off Vex metal again and she ended up taking control over the project. After removing the excess zip-ties fastened to our bot, she decided to leave and we all breathed a sigh of relief as the liberty to live our lives was restored. ^^

That's pretty much it. I indulged in a whole plate of Dragon Express. Did you know they have a high school student special that gives you a whole one-entrée plate and a drink for only five dollars? Pro.

And over the weekend I bought a bag full of mini Snickers, TWIX, Three Musketeers, and Milky Ways. I'm currently eating them at a rate of four candies per second.

Das it. Oh, and I'm probably going to post my first impressions of the new MacBook sometime soon.

Procrastination Account #3 6:38 PM

Two procrastination accounts in a row. Dang.

So I procrastinated again (really?). I was up last night at 2:00AM typing one page of cheesy, double-spaced research. I told myself I'd just sleep after I finish and wake up early to finish my Joy Luck Club journals and Spanish tarea, so I set my alarm to 6:00AM.

I woke up to the scariest alarm tone and looked at the time--6:00AM. I rolled myself away from the clock and said, "Dahwell!" before falling asleep again.

I was sitting in engineering class, doing my Joy Luck Club journals for English next period. "Only 8 left!" :\ But after class was over, I asked someone who just had English if the teacher checked journals. She didn't.

Now I NEED to stop procrastinating. I would've been screwed if the teacher checked. I just don't understand... Why can I not do my homework?

And I even procrastinated publishing this post. gahboom. gahboom boom kaboosh biggie boom biggity boom biggie boom gahbooooooom kaboosh kaboom booooom biggity boom biggie booooooom!!!

Procrastination Account #2 11:47 PM

I didn't do any homework all week; this week was easy, cheasy PSAT + reverse minimum day week. But my class was assigned work in almost every class... all due today.

So last night, I got home at 6:30PM. A good six hours went by before I realized that I didn't do anything. I was sleepy and I was too used to not doing homework from the night before PSATs to go back to actually working, so I jumped in bed and said, "SCREW IT!"

6:00AM. HOLYSH. I got up and did half of my homework in 30 minutes. Why couldn't I do this last night?

I HAVE A PROBLEM.

"Admitting you have a problem is the first step toward recovery." Well, off to procrastination rehab. bbl ^^

My Day #4 7:47 PM

I woke up at 9:00AM today, which is two hours more than usual because it was a reverse minimum day today. But I didn't enjoy it; I kept opening my eyes and checking the time. But when I woke up, I felt pretty nice, like I had an infinite amount of time to just... be.

I carpooled with Jon H. and we came to school in our P.E. uniforms. I felt like a freshman again (lol). We walked to the tennis courts with Decker in the angry sun, and Decker + sun = drills and sweat.

During lunch, I went to the robotics lab where everyone was finishing up their Inventor parts. And I'm helping this girl, when this random dude walks up behind her and puts one hand over her eyes while she tries to guess whose sweaty palm is all over her face, and eventually her boob. She's clearly caught by surprise and doesn't like it, so I push the guy away from her, but he persists on feeling her up. I shove him away again and he says:

" OH SORRY FOR COCKBLOCKING! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE SUCH A PIMP! "

Ionowhat to say.

Anyway, after school, my team and I started building our bot. We got basically nothing done because Thuan, Jon, and I were high off Vex metal fumes. We sat around giggling while playing with tank treads and bumper switches. In essence, WE SCREWED.

So now I have a merciless amount of homework for procrastinating so much--I have En

ill do it l8r

I Hate This #2 11:03 PM

Later. I'm more important than you.

My Day #3 9:14 PM

PSAT! It wasn't too hard, but it had a handful of questions that made me want to give up on life. :D

After a basically free period (la clase de español) and a lifetime long biology class, my team and I "attended" the robotics meeting after school. Our Vex parts were being fetched by some students, so we just played basketball for an hour. We played a game of sophomores + Europe Yerab and Austin. Iono why I stuck him (stick your dick brick)... He finally noticed I was guarding him halfway through the game. He didn't mind; one shove and I was already on the ground.

When the parts came, I still did nothing. And I'm usually the one who does things and tells my group members (except Kevin Hsu) to get back to work.

So basically, I wasted all my time on this "game" called Real Life 2004, whose title alone contradicts its existence. Wooo! I get to go to school! Virtually, of course.

I was a newborn Korean female named Seung-Yoo. Ionowhat to do, so in the hospital of my real life, I pressed a button that I, at the time of my infant intelligence score of 1, didn't know was labeled "age a year." So, in a snap, I was a year older.

In thirty minutes, I experienced so many tragedies that just came and went:

Your father has ringworms.

Okay.

Your mother is diabetic.

Okay.

You have AIDS.

How the hell?! click. Okay.

Your father died from congestive heart failure at the age of 36.

What?! Oh my God! This is terrible! 

Your mother has lung cancer.

What did I do to deserve this?!

Your mother has died from lung cancer at the age of 38.

File > Quit.

Terrible! But so addicting...

On the way home from school, I couldn't help but take a picture of the sky (pardon my nonballer camera). Someone accidentally splattered cotton whitewash on the sky and hastily brushed it across the orange firmament:

When I got home, I ate McDonald's for dinner again. Supersize me. After having a heart attack, my family and I took a trip down to the Apple store! We bought my brother his brand new and fresh aluminum MacBook for kawlij. And when he comes home this weekend, Ima record him opening it. Yes, I savor the sounds and smells of unboxing new tech.

In front of the Apple Store in Manhattan Beach

So that's basically it. Don't get too bored reading this.

About This Blog #1 9:00 PM

The name in the URL is pronounced "Epilepsy," NOT "E. Pile PC," as some people read it, like it's some cheap computer brand (eMachines).

The last two letters of epilepc (PC) are my initials.

GOD

HIGH SCHOOL IS SUCH A SERIOUS THING, MY PROBLEMS MATTER

My Day #2 7:35 PM

Today was okay. I played tennis with Niti, Jessica, and Chinedu. Fun?

After, I asked Noreen for her graph for math class during lunch. I questioned her scaling because in biology, both axes must be equidistant to each other. So... when I was pointing this out, I received a number of responses, including these:

"IT DOESN'T MATTER, DICK!"

"THAT'S ONLY IN BIO!"

"If you don't like my graph, then I guess you don't want it!"

I had the girls +  tall people yelling at me at all directions. They were vilifying* me and saying I was criticizing her graph. I just was trying to ease my qualms about the scales. A graph? There's nothing more worthy of getting heated over than the scales of a graph. I was kinda pissed so I went to the bathrooms and cried in the stalls for 30 minutes.

Just kidding. I went to the counseling center like the nerdy freshman who play Halo every second of their free time.

So basically, PSATs are tomorrow, and I need to study a little bit. I was studying the PSAT packet during yearbook and everyone was making fun of me (lol). Sai told me to flirt with girls. Girls? PSSSHHHHH.

It's really nice to not do anything. I probably have a bunch of homework due Thursday that I'm willingly not remembering. Expect to see "Procrastination Account #2" tomorrow. Hopefully not ;D 

Ima finally sleep the full eight hours tonight. 

Look, Ma! I'm normal! (sobs)

I Hate This #1 7:02 PM

Look at me! I'm a Sri Lankan with Photoshop and therefore a designer who thinks I have style because I wear Hollister T-shirts and take pictures of my outfit on my semi-ballin camera and post them on my photoblog and mark them with captions ridden with esoteric fashion forum and blog jargon that make me seem COOL!

My Day #1 5:41 PM

Ughh... I was so tired today. But I can't really feel it right now. I guess I'm too tired to be tired.

But I'm really glad I got the Spanish newspaper project and the biology test outta the way. And I only found out that there was a Spanish unit test at lunch... I spent too much time on the newspaper that I forgot about it :\ But it wasn't that bad.

After I finished the Spanish test, I turned it in without drawing my usual interpretation of Black Danial's face on the back:

" If you sock me, you're dead. "

So I took a ten minute nap, engraving my face with the texture of my thermal, then studied a little for biology, which was starting in five minutes.

I walked in, scervous (scared + nervous), picked up my scantron and coversheet. Then Fiedler went on and on about how to place a piece of paper on top of another. Seems like you can't even inhale in that class without going over a 90-minute lecture about proper oxygen intake techniques.

But the test wasn't all that bad. She gave us pro mazes to solve when we were done, and Julia and Princess had a massive case of OCD when they were working on it.

Yup. Das it. "High school is such a serious thing; these problems matter..."

for steven: I lost my virginity today!

+ HEROES tonight!

Procrastination Account #1 3:14 AM

It's 3:14 right now. I finished my English a couple hours ago, and I was just working on my Spanish newspaper project. I was basically done with it, when I typed something in "Help" menu. I hit enter and my word processor/page layout maker, Apple Pages '08, CRASHED AND BURNED. I screamed like a girl and probably woke up my grandma next door. I reopened the application and typed "autosave" in the "Help" menu to see if the software engineers at Apple thought of an autosave feature. No results found.

So after crying profusely for about three hours, I decided to suck it up (no homo) and just do it over. And I'm still waiting on Black Danial for his Spanish article. And I still have to study for bio.  :\

¿Lo que salió mal?

Effing, Blogger's fail rich-text editor even has an autosave feature. Das pro.

My Weekend #1 9:49 PM

I took my brother back to kawlij with my family tonight. Seems like it ends the fun of my weekend every week.

Friday was pretty dope. Battle of the Bands was being held in the quad after school and Ma Band and Big Junc Of Love were playing. I left my friends (lol) and sat "backstage" with Anna Lee and Neil. They played a couple of songs that were pretty indistinguishable, except for Viva La Vida by Coldplay. I actually got to play the melody on Neil's keyboard for a while, until Austin's guitar drowned out everything and I just quit. 

By the time Ma Band was done with their set, my older brother came home already via his godmother who was in the area and he hung out with his old CAMS friends. I left my friends again (lol) and my brother and I left to eat dinner with the seniors (Andrew Kim, Austin, Mike, Neil, Brandon + Daniel Lee who went home early), whom I still wanna call "the juniors."

We planned on going to this Mexican restaurant but it was closed, and so was everything around it except for this one fake peasant Chinese restaurant. Mmmm, MSG. So we chilled in the parking lot for a while and we decided to eat at "The Frame Broiler" (Frame Broirel). 

"Okay let's go!" said Austin, getting in his car.

"WAIT WTF IS GOING ON," said basically everyone and we rushed to get in our cars and follow Austin.

The food was delicious, especially for six starving CAMS kids and an always starving kawlij kid. We talked while eating and shared some laughs. Nights like this remind me of freshman year, when I used to hang out with my brother and last year's graduating class. Good times.

After an hour or so, we were all tired so we called it a night and drove home. I passed out before I hit my bed.

Saturday was okay. It was my "donothingbecauseit'stheonlydayyoucandonothingIhateschoolgodkillme" day. And it's always nice to hang out with my brother because during the week I'm so bonely (bored + lonely). Should've done homework, but I didn't! Oh, and I bought some new running shoes.

Today I woke up at 11:00 AM to cold but scrumptious McDonald's breakfast and got ready for church. I did basically nothing until now and I'm paying for it. I have a bunch of homework due tomorrow + a bio test to study for. And I asked Black Danial what the homework was. This is how the convo went down:

"

Me: hey BLACK danial!

Black danial: Danial is asleep. This is his mother working on the computer.

Me: Oh, I'm sorry for disturbing you. Goodnight.

"

I CALLED HIM BLACK DANIAL IN FRONT OF HIS MOM. Holysh.

And what am I doing? I hate blogging. Gahboom.

Introductory Post #1 5:08 PM

First posts always suck, so I won't write about myself or why I started this blog. Instead, I'll use a post from my first Xanga a couple years back:

"

Hello....I'm new here. My spring vacation is for 2 weeks! But, REALLY BORING!!!! I got MGS Twin Snakes and beat it. I can't really do anything because my next door neighbor (friends since I was like 3 years old) is gone. He went canoeing (I spelled it wrong I know, wait I don't know). Man, Jeff is not a homeboy. He is always outside.....ok back to the subject. wait a second.....there are really no subjects in here. Oh wait. All the things I talk about here are subjects. Wait. And wasn't that statement I made about jeff  earlier about the subject of jeff? Oh, I say. I think I am going insane! ahah. How ridiculously absurd. Oh great....I have soiled myself in the few seconds of my insanity. Oh, and I'm not sure..but I think I've been shot. ::looks at stomach:: Yep. ::falls::

"

what. the. hell?