Fear him... he is coming for you tonight.

And he's bringing a friend...

I was bored so I decided to read all of my entries... it was disturbing. I used to be a little emo bitch in the beginning. I really hate my old self. Reading all of those old entries is like seeing myself on film or hearing my voice recorded, it is just too hard to accept that the person you see or hear is really you. I hate when I don't make sense.

Well I had an oral presentation today in Japanese class. It went kind of badly. I got nervous and started talking really fast and stuttered quite a few times. I don't know what my grade is going to be... I think it was mostly comprehensible, even though I managed to leave out an entire section. Luckily I was able to rebound from my mistake... just barely though.

I have so many group projects that are going to be due soon. I have a group project for Physics Lab, that I really don't want to have any part of. I haven't done anything to contribute to the group or anything that makes me deserving of a grade. Yea I am that freeloading dumb bitch you have in one of your classes that never does any of the work. Actually I am only like that in Lab. In my APA class, which deserves its own blog entry all together, I have to make a group presentation about "White" America's obsession with Japanese youth culture and how it is has robbed Japanese Americans of their culture, identity, and humanity of the past few decades. We are mainly going to focus on Gwen Stefani because she is embodying "White" America's fetish with all things asian so well as of late. I know it's a weird topic but I will update you with a better explanation later. My last group project is for English... We have to make a visual argument proposition about the Flash system at ASU and how it sucks wrinkled ass. We are having a little trouble.

Peace out.

Fuck yeah! I just remembered why I used to like writing Xanga entries so much... It's because I am fucking awesome and hysterically funny. I crack (i edited this cause I originally typed "crap")my self up so much it hurts ... in a good kinky sort of way.

Anywho... I hate college I decided. In high school it's ok to be lazy and superficial and a backstabbing evil bitch whore, but in college you have to like grow up and act like an adult and put that trivial childs play behind you... I don't want to. And I think there should be a mandatory IQ and druge test given on the first day. Seriously some of these mother fuckers are so god damn stupid it should be illegal. Yes illegal because their stupidity is robbing me of my precious time... They are killing me in the millionth degree. I will never get that time back. (Nods to Henry Rowlins... How the hell do you spell his name?) Oh any way(no "S" you muther fockers) back to the IQ and drug tests. We should weed out all the retarded kids from college. I think I would like it better that way. Of course that would bring ASU's abominable population of 55000 down to a meager, yet healthy 37 and a half.

New paragraph! Turn away if  you fin obsessive fan behaviour loathesome. So Utada Hikaru finally debuted in America with her CD Exodus and a new monicker, simply Utada. Well anyway the CD is kick ass, if you are into this sort of thing, and I even managed to get the girlfriend to like it. And not because I held my breathe for three minutes until she confessed she liked it either.

End!

Tis a bitter sweet day. I have discovered a really awesome musician, but I hate him with a passion. His voice is awesome, but I have to be against everything he stands for. Who do I speak, none other than satan himself, Michael Buble. He has an awesome awesome voice, but it makes my girlfriend melt... Damn I am conflicted.

Yifei you sneaky chinkmonk you... Quit breaking into my blog! lol. It was really funny though. I peed my pants. Twice. Once cause I was laughing so hard and the second because I like the way the it felt the first time.

I hate school. No really. I absolute loathe it. If I could run away and join the circus I would. But I have an unatural fear of clowns and midgets. Just kidding... ok no I am dead serious. Why can't I just be made rich and famous some how so I can quit school? Don't think I wouldn't do it. I totally would.

My scanner broke. I hate the bastard. I can't scan any of my fantabulous pictures I drew. So sad. *Dances to Lillix*  Sorry bout that. This song is just so catchy.

Hehe I have secret Christmas plans. They are going to work out too I know. Hehe and best of all I know she'll like them. No I am not going to tell you. And I am not giving any of you crazy kids hints. This is such a spastic post... It's needs to die now. Ta Ta

I cracked the code, and I'm a spaaaaazy chipmunk. Chipmunk chipmunk, chippy chippy chipmunk.

eeeaahahh

Do you know who I looooovve? I lllllllllllllove Uma Thurman, her nose is so biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig, she look like horse. That's because her name is "uma" and uma means horse in Japanese.

I'm a COTA Japanese, NI HON JEEEEEEEEEN...my granmaa wuz japaneeeeeeese, she crazy like woah.

My face is so purty, sooooo purty, everyone see me and they're like, woah iz sou purty face, Imma go tawk to hiiiim.

I gots lotsa HAIR, on my HED.

spazzy spazzy spaaaaz