The Inside Story

  • When it rains, there's ash. When I cry, there's fire. People like me always suffer. I'm suffocated. I'm detested. Why is it me?
  • PISSED OFF! I seriosly am! I'm feeling angsty. Does anybody actually read my posts?
  • Hello. :) Ugh... Sorry. Still can't think of something good to write about. I think I should write a fiction... Hmm. This could end bad.

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Monday, November 17, 2008

  • Hello! I'm back! I think I lost all my few readers, but I'll still write!

    Holas my peeps! Okay so my excuse for my really long hiatus was because of school... or laziness, depends on how you want to view what type of person I am. I'm not a bad person ^^. Well, at least I think I'm not. Have you ever thought about if you were a bad person or a good person? Well, my horoscope says that I should be doing some major self-reflecting, so I am. :) I'll clue you guys in on my life while I wasn't blogging.

    SCHOOL

    Okay now this is one of the subjects I'm pretty touchy about. So far things have been pretty boring. I managed to get an A- in geometry at the end of 1st quarter, so my parents could sell the coffin they bought for me. That's good. The only thing semi-dramatic about my school life so far was that this one bitch was hanging out with me and my one friend (we're loners cuz we're cool). My friend wasn't really my friend actually. We only hanged out in PE because we had no other friends. The only thing else we did together was eat at the same table... otherwise we didn't talk much. She's alright though. But anyways this one bitch came in because her friend talked shit about her so she was like all dramatic. I could see why her friend would do that to her though. She was trying to get rid of me because she hated me for breathing, I could tell. We were running and then after we finished she was like "You want to go ask the teacher if we could go change clothes?" In my mind I was thinking, "No way slut, I know you hate me, but she's MY friend!!!", but I said, "No, I'm too lazy to walk up to her." SEE! I AM A GOOD PERSON! But seriously! I didn't do anything to her. She kept glaring at me and of course I glared back(bitches like that piss me off). At least my friend had common sense enough to know that she was just using her to not look like a loner. We even talked about that for a couple seconds while she wasn't looking. We were right. Today, she apparently used some other people because she didn't like me, so she didn't talk to us at all. I was like "YES! THE BITCH IS GONE!" My friend laughed and we talked a bit more, so I think we got a bit closer.

    ZUNE ISSUES

    My zune works correctly again! I'm soooo happy. Another coffin sold! WHOOT!

    WENT TO THE DOCTORS

    It was hilarious! First, when I went into the building, I was like "WOAH! It's a fucking hotel!" It had to be 5 stars! It was so nice. Then when I went to get a checkup the doctor aske me, "So... How many hours do you excersise per week?" I was like, "Well, I run 2 times a week." "Which is..." "I don't know... Like 1 hour" You should have seen her face! It was a WTF moment. I'm a good person, but hell, I'm unhealthy.

    TO BE CONTINUED

Thursday, October 09, 2008

  • DAYS WHEN YOU WANT TO CRY

    DAYS WHEN YOU WANT TO DIE

    I am so stressed these days.

    1) My Zune just totally broke down on me!!! I'm so pissed, I can barely cuss. -_- My dad was also freaking out. I told him about how all I did was update my program and he was like "Don't update, if the thing works fine!!!" He yelled other crap, but I didn't listen because... I never? Besides, I only did what the program told me to do! Anyways, I feel like I just severed a limb! That Zune was like the only actual present my dad EVER got me! It's also the only important possesion I have other than my laptop. (I don't own much because I'm poor!) TT.TT The damned (What? I said 'barely'.) thing costed 200 big muchas in the gut! I lost money! Wahhhhhh! Sadness. I cried. This is the first time since I got shoved down by that one bitch while playing kickball and scraped half of the skin on my arm off that I cried in public. (I'm semi-emo so I cry in my sleep[sometimes] or in private.) Just imagine me saying all the cuss words in the world subconsciously now...

    2) I have a freakin ass presentation tomorrow. I was suppose to VOLUNTEER to go today. So it was like 'I'll go third (raises arm, thinks, puts arm down), nevermind.' I was chicken, okay? CHICKEN. Like EL POLLO LOCO chicken. I just felt scared, exposed, and naked! Damn! I wasn't gonna go present the worst presentation ever! Then some bitch just had to do the same topic as me, and that made me feel horrible because hers was so much better than mine. T^T

    3) I just can't get along with the world anymore. These small simple entries help me vent so much. (Sigh) If I was older, I would be drunk now! How can I have these weird(emo filled) thoughts in my head?! I'm only 13 DAMNIT! (Don't worry, I only cuss in writing, not so much in real life, just sometimes.)

Sunday, October 05, 2008

  • MORE TEEN ANGST ON THE WEEKEND

    GOD! I am sooo fucken pissed. Ugh. My laptop was going to get confiscated AGAIN... This time I was smart and hid it before my parents got to it. :) ... TT.TT Wahhhh! This is like stealing a life. My laptop is one of the few things I have in my life. I'm using it secretely right now. My parents are being.... yeah. You get the point. I was emo yesterday. I had major issues and my parents just won't give me my space. They even told me that I has issues! Like I wasn't pissed off already! It was like adding emotional trauma into my bitchiness. GODFRICK. Pissed of as hell! I can't enjoy life anymore, can I? Oh well. I don't have anything to watch anymore anyways. >.> Still pissed though.

    Today's the day that bitch geometry teacher posts up my grade. I'm positive I got an A, but that's what I said last time (I got a C). Seriously... But I better get an A+, because then I have an A- in the class.

    I'm bored now. Let me see... Nope! Got nothing, Oh and about my other post (Cultural Lesson Time), There's no part II... yet. I'll post it when I get my mind back from hell.

    Wow! This post is actually short. Sorry if I bore the shit out of you (I do it to myself sometimes). I'm a bad writer. NOOOO! I have to go to school tomorrow. TT.TT

Friday, October 03, 2008

  • OMGNESS!

    Hi people! I haven't been bloging in a LONG time. Blame it on school. I never knew 8th grade was this stressful. It's been 1 month and I already have a C. T.T Ugh. I'm not asian enough... It was so hot this week! AND I got hit on the head with a pinecone 2 days ago in PE. Of course, you guys should know my personality by how much I use sarcasm in my writing, so I didn't let the guy who chucked to cone at me away. I tripped him and he fell down a hill... I think I'm gonna get sued. Well who cares about that... moving on.

    I am soooo suprised! There's people actually reading my blog!!! I mean sure I write for minutes and minutes using hard work and dedication, but hey! I didn't think anybody read my shit! WOW. Thanks. That makes me feel like I actually have a worth. (No I'm not emo... Well, just a bit.)

    Damn! I can't think of anything to write about... LOL. Usually I write like long paragraphs on how unfortunate my life is, but today it's like my brain stopped working. I guess I'll tell you more about me.

    I'm...

    asian, 5'3'' (short, I know, but I'm only 13), sarcastic, eccentric, crude & rude, stupid (sometimes), lazy (okay, this one all the time), the best liar ever, fat (well I'm 110 lbs), thoughtful (when I'm not mean), mean (yeah, I admit it, I mean seriously, just look at all the cuss words I use), easily annoyed (why do you think I rant so much?), and yeah... I guess that's it. I love using elipses(...) just in case you all haven't notice that yet. LOL random moment. I also occasionally (always) have random moments or moments of retardation.

    When I talk to people (teachers espicially) Oh and I love using parenthesises. Sorry. Anyways... when I talk to people, I always space out. I can't pay attention anymore. It just ends up with blah blah blah and me just nodding my head. So yeah... awkward. Wow, how the hell is there an awkward moment on the internet.

    These days, I wonder if anybody from my school knows I write a blog? That would be weird. Considering the fact that I always say shit about everybody in these things. I am soooo not disclosing the name of my school. That would be so bad.

    Cya all soon... When I think of something to write. I just want all of my few readers to know that I'm still alive.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

  • END OF SECOND WEEK OF SCHOOL

    OMG! I have been so busy! I had a shitload of homework and I used all the spare time I had to read fanfics, so I didn't update in a while. Sorry... well I bet nobody even reads my rants besides my cousin(Bitch! I know your out there! JK). >.< Anyways I am tired. I am like an explosive emotional bitch right now. School just stresses me out. I can't socialize, let alone communicate with anybody at school. I just can't get into there conversations and I don't have anything to say! My face is emotionless about 9/10 of the school day and I only say around 50 words the whole day! I bet you can't imagine that since everytime I post, I blab thousands of words. I can't initiate the words in reality though. Peeps would just think I'm not sane. I'm already not normal! I can't be seen as insane to them also! But then again, who cares what those bitches say! I'll explain what happened this week to you...

    Monday: Failed science experiment (put the lid on the wrong way -_-')

    Tuesday: More homework (3 writing assignments, 1 autobiography)

    Wednesday: Got bitched at by science teacher T.T

    Thursday: Bitched at again by science teacher TT.TT

    Friday: Bitched at the third time with PE teacher >.>

    I have tons of issues with my science teacher. I know. He's just so PMSy. He's like "SENTENCES DO NOT START WITH 'IT'!!!" I was like "I'm sorry... Don't hurt me" But inside I was like 'I DON'T GIVE A SHIT!' Call me fake, but hey, that's how I function. If I ever break down my barracade, peeps would totally be suprised, and I would totally be suspended by now. He bitches at me on a daily bases. I HATE HIS FUGLY FACE! He's creepy and he always appear over your shoulder and checks what you are doing. I was seriously like 'Dude, personal space!'. My PE teacher was a bitch and I was right! I did say on my previous blogs that she looked bitchy. Turns out she was, and just because she forced us to play this stupid game and nobody wanted to try, she made us run laps. I guess it was fair, but it's not my fault that her games were mega uber shitty! I mean "stealth football"? What. The. Fuck. It wasn't even a football, it was a tiny ball! Okay, that sentence was sickening. Anyways I had a very pmsy bitchy week. I'm not even on it and I'm super emotional right know! Cya later... I guess.

     

     

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

  • FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL

    Only one thing I can say: Damn! Damn! Damn! DAMN!!! School was so horrible. My head wants to explode. My first period teacher was a bitch. English was boring and bitchy at the same time. Wow! A new world record! Cooking wasn't so great either with the terror of the school lurking around your shoulder. Why doesn't that old hag retire yet?! She's evil! Her husband was part of the MOB. -_-' She even put me right in the middle of 2 geeks. The PE lady... OMFG! Don't even get me started! Third period is officially the worse period of the day! I have no friends in the class. We are the only class of our grade during that period, and the people are two-faced, bitchy, cake makeup loader, wannabe gangsters! I had enough! I wouldn't make friends with those people even if they begged me. Which they won't. DUDE, there is a faggin bisexual in my class! O.O AHHHHH! I just want to kill myself! ASDFAghjklsdfsgfkhkldsfafadsgdhkhjsfdsdfsgehfjdgkasdgadhfjhlkjg

     Then we head onto Geometry. There were some of my aqquaintances in there, and it was ok... I guess? But I haven't done math in 3 months so I got tons of easy questions wrong. For example: 16 divided by 4 equals? My answer: 2? Dude, I must be retarded or something. I afterall did brainwash myself with manga, manwha, and korean entertainment all of summer. Maybe that's why. I'm not even korean. O_O After suffering through all that, I managed to somehow get to lunch where I actually could talk to my friends. Then I went to this lady for social studies and since her name supposedly sounds like mascara, so I'm gonna call her mascara. Well, Mascara was like an exact clone of my hateful 6th grade english + history teacher (she taught both =_='). That which of course freaks me out. To start off, she read to us I Wish I Could Be A Butterfly. Oh and it is as lame as it sounds. I gagged mentally so many times. According to Mascara, it was a "big book with an adult lesson." This time it's 2 words: MY ASS.

    And now for the last period of the day! DUN Dun dun! 6TH PERIOD! (plays scary horror music) I'm too lazy to explain in detail, so here's the deal: star wars geek of a teacher, talking Darth Vader doll, and boring slideshow of rules/regulations. Use your imagination...

    That was how my whole school day went! Just add a whole bunch of those petty little introduction papers and a shitload of giving away my signature, and you have... HELL!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

  • CULTURAL LESSON TIME

    Sorry if I bore you.

    Hola people! Now I say hello in Spanish. ^^ I bet you can't even guess what race I am. I like saying things in foreign languages. I am actually Vietnamese. The weird thing is I am not interested in Vietnam at all. It's probably because I moved to America when I was 2. To me, Vietnam culture is boring... kinda drab. Country is kinda poor, but most of my parents' friends are rich. No offense to anybody. I was in Vietnam for a month this summer and it was okay I guess... It didn't make me interested though. I went to the Imperial Palace and it was like a ripoff of China's... sorta. The only thing cool was that some buildings were bombed and you could see the holes and the destroyed buildings. Some girl attempted to pickpocket my brother, but he didn't have anything on him, so it was like some perverted little girl tried to feel his ass. LOL. I was laughing my own ass off when he told me. Vietnam was so damn hot. I took 3 showers everyday, and the jetlag was like hell to me. I also got to go on boat rides in 2 rivers (1 polluted, 1 not). Then I climbed to the top of this 1 mountain under the burning heat of the sun and my gift after slave driving after an annoying 7 year old kid by listening to him annoy me was a broke down temple thingy... great. O_O Now when I took an uncomfortable taxi ride with everybody outside staring into the windows, I noticed something. Everybody has to honk every 5 seconds. It was like "BEEP" five seconds later "BEEP".

    To be continued. 

Thursday, August 21, 2008

  • Day 02

    I managed to wake up early this morning, and how, I don't know. I just got my schedule and I'm not that pleased.

    1. English (Anne Frank meets Ann Bored)

    2. Cooking (Time to incinerate cookies!)

    3. PE (Who threw that football into my face?!)

    4. Geometry (Hell is 180* south vertically.)

    5. US History (Does Bush even count as a president?)

    6. Science (It exploded by itself...)

    And now, you see what will happen on my school days.

    Registration was hilarious. I ran into my ex-PE teacher, and he glared at me because I didn't say hi (or a single word) to him. Then the lady next to him was like "See look at what happens when you leave! I told you not to leave!" She sounded like she's gonna die from hypertension any second now. (I was waiting for it.) My PE teacher was like "I just talking to Mr. Whathisface over there." Now by then, I was thinkin 'more like stuffing your fatass face with those $6 burgers'. Where do they sell them again? McDonalds? Carl's Jr.? Then I went to take my ID and the lady was all like "Back straight! Hands on knees! Didn't I tell you to look your head the other way?! Don't look down! ARGHHH! ARGHHH!" Okay, a little exagerration, but I could see it in her eyes. You know... the fire. When I tried to fix my hair she screamed even more. Then the guy was like "say money". I was like you aren't gonna get money... After that they forced me to donate for some crappy thing (I only gave them 5 even though they forced me 10 :D) , and I got $40 ripped off for a yearbook. Now I know why they made me say money... It's because I'll lose money. Ripoff posers!

    END OF STORY

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

  • Day 01 8/20

    I'm already here and starting to vent, well more like rant. Tomorrow, I have to go to registration for school and let me tell you, it's not gonna be pretty. I have to wake up at around 7 and then go to school at 8. I haven't woken up at 7 in 3 freaking months... Ugh! The horror. Lots of people want to meet there friends at registration, but I really don't give a crap. There are lots of people I rather not see. I have too many enemies. Also, I have to go take an ID photo, and I am not the least photogenic. (Explains how in 6th grade, I took my picture out of the yearbook. My friends then freaked out about it and I wanted to shoot them down, or at least stuffed their mouths (with bullets, ahem).) This leaves me with the one and only question... WHY COULDN'T WE REGISTER ONLINE?!




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  • When it rains, there's ash. When I cry, there's fire. People like me always suffer. I'm suffocated. I'm detested. Why is it me?
  • PISSED OFF! I seriosly am! I'm feeling angsty. Does anybody actually read my posts?
  • Hello. :) Ugh... Sorry. Still can't think of something good to write about. I think I should write a fiction... Hmm. This could end bad.

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