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| What is the greastest life lesson you've learned so far?Magnanimous - adj. Generous; Great-hearted.
Well today was a pretty fun day. I hung out with Richard the whole day and Jenny. =] Cheers! Met up with Yessenia and Beatriz a little later and now here I am at home.
I think I'm probbably going to dye my hair dark blue - tealish - streaks with my natural black hair. Hope it looks cool.
I was eating Churches Chicken today with Richard and the thoughts came back to me. I remember eating chicken along side Eva, and she had some kind of serious problem with me eating chicken with three fingers... I never really got it. But it seriously bothered her. oO
Recycle Batteries! <3
For some reason I have some kind of tenancity to have a lot of jealousy. This has to be new offset to feelings for this situation... It seems to be getting more serious. Am I getting better at hiding it, or is everyone giving me pity. =/ Couldn't even concentrate on my AP test today. While reading I kept thinking about you. Fuck. Pathetic.
What is the greastest life lesson you've learned so far?
I think I have serveral several several... several... great life lessons learned. Everyone should. But the one and most important life's lesson must be categorized in faith.
This is my fucking freedom of speech, so Julio Toruno you little shit deserve to burn in hell. I fucking hate you with all my guts. You are the most selfish bitch I've ever met in my life.
So greatest life's lesson don't meet Julio Toruno.
Sorry no insightful words. It bothers me that this is now my greatest life's lesson....
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I didn't make this picture, the artists known as "Suzy The Butcher" Made this picture. I just thought it was really cool. Props. I haven't had any good ideas lately =/ Oh well, I've never been the most artistic person anyways.
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| OstentatiousOstentatious - adj. showy; pretentious; trying to attract attention.
Happy Birthday Dad. 5/12/08
Yay! Family. I really like how this picture came out. It looks like
they were all pasted on, and Becky (blue) is just too cute. This
picture is not photoshopped. Mothers day 08.
I give up on reading (The Art of Woo The art: of selling ideas) That book is definately the best book to fall asleep on. I'm going back to novels.
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| irreproachableirreproachable - adj. blameless; impeccable
So today after school I went home and sleep took me over. Stress is high, and I'm tired. No motivation, no life, no reasons to care.
At five I went to the choir festival held chance that I'd see Kelly, but I didn't think much of it until I was actually there. Just her first glance and piercing look sorta pushed me over the edge. And so through the whole performance I couldn't stop much thinking about it. You know it's been like 2 years since I've seen her - and I've barely realized what a good job she's done ignoring me. I hardly feel I try to get in contact with her - I can't believe that she'd want to talk to me. I hardl at El Monte High School. It actually unraveled a lot of emotion in me. I knew I'd probably strike a darn goody understand why - but it's not my choice - not my beliefs. But Wow, it's been two years and when I think about it; even if I wanted to get in contact with her I'd have one hell of a time trying. All her friends I typically know don't talk much to Kelly anymore and the ones that do - aren't the most friendly towards me anyways. So this whole time I was sitting half listening to the choirs - which I have to admit Garden Grove was amazing - and half contemplating. And I just still don't get it. What the hell did I do so bad that you've continuously ignored me for so long. Even though you were and for all the time's I've known you - Kelly has been her friendly self - she looked mean today. I don't know why. So that's enough on Kelly, last words I heard her speak to Richard "So are you going to make fun of me again?" While poking at his nose. She seems the same I suppose. A different person still - I'm a different person. A part of me questions if you ever ask about me - and a part of me wonders how much bullshit you've been hearing. It makes me more angry wondering how people have interpreted myself to you. Maybe I should just start believing all the crap I hear about you... There isn't much to go by anymore. So maybe I'll see you again in the near future - how long will I hope for some kind of friendship?
End.
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| EphemeralEphemeral - adj. short-lived; fleeting.
I've come to new conclusions, the word of the blog does relate to what I'm writing about. But, not because of I'm selecting a specific word: but instead because I think of what that word means and therefore it's reflected in my quick writing.
Well today was an interesting day. After school I headed out with Richard looking for skate spots. We found ourself at the school looking for Thuy, but we weren't able to find her. Passing by Upward Bound, Angie told me that I'm cut from Upward Bound. So I need to sign some papers and there goes my two years with Upward Bound. Great program, awful structure.
So afterwards I found myself wandering the school with Richard, we both didn't know where to go so we were just kinda aimlessly walking. I passed by Mr. Valero's free speech class, and I was kinda curious what he was doing at the school so I walked into his class. I didn't know he had speech on Wednesdays and seeing that I had nothing to do I decided to sit in for his lecture. It wasn't quite interesting today: but I did stay long after Brian, Jordan, and Juliana left. Everyone was teasing Jordan suggesting that he should be a model when he grows up... We had a good talk. Chow joined in later and we talked some more about colleges and such...
It was probably 6 o clock when I left his class. And I started walking towards Columbia Middle School. Then I was on the way to Arcero park when I stopped at the 6 stairs by the new town houses. I jumped them 2nd try. Then I went to the other end and jumped the 3 flat 2. It actually took me awhile, the first two I tried I cleared it good but I was scared to land. It's been a long time since I've done steps. I eventually got them, but the first one I sorta landed: I shot into Richard and gave him a big bruise on his knuckle. I feel real bad, but he was pretty chill about it. My body aches from the few falls, my body doesn't react the same to all the abuse I've been putting myself into and my leg doesn't either.
The whole day I somehow had the sense that Richard was sad, I wasn't too sure though. But he seemed not to want to talk about much or anything. So I left him alone.
And for the record, Jerry texted me once I started to do the trick the 3rd time, that scared me.
Well at last I'm going to return Tonia's camera. It's brought me great memories and I'm very very very thankful for Tonia. So this is her personal shout-out of thanks. I owe alot of where I'm at right now to Tonia. She's a great friend and I wish I was a lot closer to her. She's been there for me at the strangest and oddest of times. There for an ear and patience for my stubbornness. I do miss the video project with her, especially that sad degrading day we both: well more like Tonia stayed up the entire night and worked on the video until 6 A.M. It was a great video and I'm proud of all her work. A million thanks. I owe you big, I'm just not sure how I can repay you, or show my gratitude.
Yessenia is officially moving. I'll miss coming by her house. But I'm sure I won't feel too much of a difference. I hope she doesn't feel much of any either, unless it's for the better
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| I've always wanted fish...eclectic - adj. composed of elements drawn from disparate sources.
For some reason I had the bright idea of calling my Xanga Ann Vu. I had some kind of vision like I'm being terrorized by my peers and the Nazis were coming. What did Ann Frank call her diary again, Kitten?
Aherm...
Dear Kitten,
It must have been two days ago if I remember clearly. You were dreaming of her again! How embarrassing? I remember it was a very long day. I felt like giving up, but there wasn't anything to give. The very fabric of life felt too big for life. Living seemed to be some kind of dream for the rich and famous. My life seemed to slowly become so meaningless. And there I was. All alone. In the dark night. Pretending to sleep again. I must've turned half to the side and clung close to my blankets like I usually do when I pretend I'm holding onto my love with some kind of dear sincerity that letting go would seize to implode my heart. It was always that way. Kelly. Eva. Alone, in the dark; instilling some kind of hope with the gathering of tears next to my pillow and sheets. I wished for some kind of hope, some kind of reality. The thoughts left my heart and entered my brain. With each illogical word glistening in it's words of love it slowly turned into logic. An unheard word of love. And that's where it ends. I wished for some kind of chance. I wanted to make her happy. But really: I wanted her happiness to reflect on me. Like an aura of joy, I imagined spontaneous happiness entering my life. Unexplainable. Yet, accepted so vainly. I wish... I wish for love. Could I have ever loved you? Could you ever give me a chance? But what's the point? My heart seemed like a dried flower waiting to be taken by the wind. The seasons will change, and a new spring will come. Maybe I'll have a new flower to give... or maybe I'll be stuck with the thorns. Zhou </3
So thats my impersonation of Ann Frank - Vu style. haha.
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