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Tuesday, August 31, 2004
today in drawing/art class, some mexican kid sitting across from me asked me if he could join my gang. so i said "sure, why not?". then he asked me what my gang was called. but i didn't know (because i dont really have one). so he made up some very unoriginal name for my gang. its called the "asian crew". maybe its "aZN Kr3W". but i dont know. it was a conversation. then he pointed to some white kid and asked if i wanted to go jump him. so. that was interesting.
in "advanced" web design, i started to draw. and i created a masterpiece on my math book cover. i call it lost in math". go look at it. Monday, August 30, 2004the greatest suicide song
it seems like suicide songs are the craze now. so i decided to try to write one of my own:
i will. swallow a hundred toothpicks. blood spilling out of my feet. i will. shoot myself with a crossbow. blood gushing out of my ears. beat myself with a frying pan. run in radioactive waste. then watch as the flood of blood. spills out into the room. then everything will be red. red. its the color of blood. and apples. overdose on zoloft. then hear myself cough. as the stuff works into my body. and nose explodes. then ill stick a pen down my throat. and play a sad note. on my sad guitar. then blood dripping out of my eyeballs. and i will be dead. too bad. now you have to clean up my mess. please dont take any of this too seriously. it would make me really sad. Saturday, August 28, 2004
today, in chinese school we learned about numbers. we also learned about those deep superstitious junks about numbers also. like chinese dont like 4s because it sounds like death. and they like 6s and 8s. 8s because its something about getting richer. and they are scared of 9s because its like a barrier or something. then she goes on and says that the new generation has conversations in numbers. for example. they have this 5201314. it looks like a phone number. i bet it is. but i dont want to call it because it might some strange number. apparently that 5201314 means "i love you forever". i dont understand why. stupid billions of chinese dialects and all their different ways of pronouncing numbers. thats why china is always in disorder. because they cant understand each other's numbers.
its funny how china won on the 110 meter males hurdles. and then no one in the crowd cheered for him while he was doing that victory lap except for those china people. no one likes communists. but they cheer for russia when they win. so, that must mean they just hate the chinese. Friday, August 27, 2004
yesterday for english, we had to draw covers of a book we like. since i didn't want too spend much time, i drew the cover for the andromeda strain. its just a picture of a bacteria thing. so i thought the teacher would think im strange for liking such a lame book. whatever. then today, i saw that the person sitting next to me drew a cover for mein kampf. with nazis and stuff. and flags and all that hitler stuff. i was very confused. the girl wasn't german. she is mexican. and loving genocide. im scared.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
school is really interesting comparing the non-ap classes with the ap classes. there is such a big difference. in ap classes, its already starting lessons and blah blah. talking about everything. lectures. in normal ordinary classes, we are learning each others names. playing that name game. so silly.
its weird how people try to make friends when they know they will only see that person once. for example. yesterday, when i was in the lunch line waiting. some random sophomore girl starts talking to me. i learned that her name was jennifer and she came from independence high. but i will never talk to her again. and she will never talk to me again. because we dont have the same classes. so. that talk wasted space in my mind because now i remember a random person. bah. Wednesday, August 25, 2004
i hate green paper. i also hate that name game. i dont like anything that starts with a. so i say random junk like air. or stuff. "my name is abraham and i like air." then people think im weird. but i am. art class is interesting. i will become some super painter and take over the school with paint and junk. too bad i wanted to take physics. i hate budget cuts. carrying a calc and a chem book everywhere. what horribleness. what is there to memorize about native americans besides their names? their locations? maybe. or the years they lived in? thats very detailed. seems something that would be in AP. but then thats so... useless. but most of history is useless. ahhh.
it begins. Tuesday, August 24, 2004
hero is an okay movie. too bad its so asian. when its translated into english. its going to be weird. and misunderstood. asians are so misunderstood. people dont understand each other. thats why people go out and kill each other.
school starts tomorrow. lets start a battle royale. if junior year is really that hard. i think i should change my sleeping pattern. i should sleep after school for about 6 hours. then i can do all my homework at night until the next day. then go to school without sleep between homework and school. it would be wonderful this way because less people online at midnight so less distractions and if studying for test, i can study to the very last minute at daybreak. yay. too bad i wont do this sleep pattern. fatsheep1: i heart schol Monday, August 23, 2004
yesterday. i played the most warcraft 3 ive played the whole summer. and i watched battle royale twice. and played warcraft 3 until the sun came up. dawn. daybreak. light. and the sun is wonderful. and i realized, i watched battle royale 4 times in 1.5 weeks. bah.
Saturday, August 21, 2004
its not fair. great america doesn't allow cans in the park. so they forced me to chug my hansen's energy drink so i could get in. bah. it made me sick. too much liquid at once. is bad. especially going on rides. rides are bad. gravity is good. i am high on gravity.
Friday, August 20, 2004
i had this really weird dream about school. it was like battle royale. except the class was separated into 2 halves and it was weird. we threw cds at each other. and i heard weird songs in the background. like gackt's last song. it was scarier when dreaming it.
Thursday, August 19, 2004![]() You are the 'Flamboyant Frog'. Everything you wear is attention-drawing. It might be bulbous cleavage, bright colors, or just outright ugliness; not to mention an odd personality. You look at things from a different angle. I'm not saying that's good. Which J Rock Personality? brought to you by Quizilla ...wtf.
i cleaned out my drawers today. i found many wonderful things. i found about 11 dollars worth of coins in my drawers and a bunch of old pens. old pens that still work, but i will never use again. and i also found my old id cards. from 4th grade until now. its very intersting. i looked like a circle back then. and i found a bunch of old chapsticks of different varieties. its interesting. i also found coins from different countries.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
its hard to sleep without long hair. theres a less cushion. i need a larger pillow instead of having hair the be all nice and soft. oh no. oh no. black hair sucks. all the heat is sucked in. none is reflected. i will dye my hair white. and then my hair will freeze. and i'll look old. but it wont be curly hair. so its not that old. ill have a new style.
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
i got my permit.
the olympics scare me. big buff people running around. swimming around. kayaking around. jumping around. such big people. i got my hair cut. it is short. i lost myself. oh well. Sunday, August 15, 2004
the world loves idiots. the world loves psychos. the world loves crazies. the world loves retards. but they dont love normal average people. average people suck. oh no. what can they do? nothing! or they could go psycho or become weird. the world loves weird people. in a weird world, only the weird people are normal. but if you are weird in a weird world. you are normal. then that means you are weird. and thats normal. so at an infinitely fast rate, you are changing between normal and weird. and then 1/2 of life is normal and the other half is weird. unless you die on the one you started as. or. it could be just that the world is normal. and you are either weird or normal.
Saturday, August 14, 2004
if nothing is real, does that mean everything is fake? because 'nothing is real' could mean that the object of nothing is real. and that doesn't mean everything is fake. everything could be real also. so that means when someone says nothing is real, they aren't saying anything. they should be saying everything is fake. ha. so everything is real. could mean that the object everything is real and nothing could be fake and real. ...
Friday, August 13, 2004
being on 56K taught me many things. the first thing is that. patience is very important. another thing is. at such slow rates, even .01 kbps can change a whole download by hours. and it also showed that AOL is stupid. and it takes forever to even find itself. and it freezes a lot. and it doesn't seem to want to uninstall.
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
iii jhust had 5 shots of esperessso. its verry stryoong. the cafeeine is reallly remakrkable. its dangerous. i think im ggoing to go innsane. im sayuing weijhrd things.. yeass... im =nnot oging to sleep. bad. veryy bad. i think. atg least. shiveer.
barnacles
when barnacles attack
it makes me very sad. when barnacles attack things are quite bad. when barnacles attack they splash water in your eyes. when barnacles attack it makes me want to cry when barnacles attack i am in great pain when barnacles attack i am going to hang barnacles! barnacles! they are everywhere! barancles! barnacles! they are in my hair! barnacles! they are so mean. Tuesday, August 10, 2004
today i went on a wonderful kill bill rampage. and watched both of the kill bills. now the second kill bill makes sense. i watched the second kill bill before i had seen the first one. yay. gogo should have killed the bride. bah.
oh my. my right hand. it is running away. i need to throw it away. sleep is essential. nothing is real. what? sine is like cosine. except cosine is the retard sine. no one cares about cosine. everyone says its a sine wave. not a cosine wave. so cosine doesn't get the recognition it gets. if cosine is retard sine. then what is tangent? it is sine over retard sine. cancelling out to 1/retard. thats why the graph for tangent is stupid. it repeats too much. i hate it. the best game in the world is unlimited saga. it has a lovely logo. i love squaresoft logos. i scare away people. people are afraid of me. i say 'my anus is bleeding' and they run away. stop running away. people complain about AP reading for english AP. but i dont care. IM NOT DOING AP!. ap is so silly. what silly people. im writing a lot. i really dont care. my right hand is hurting. actually the wrist. cuz i dont have a soft pad to rest my hands on when typing on this keyboard. im going to overclock my keyboard. and its going to heat up. and burn my fingers. but i will overcome those pains. and take over the world. with my cult of telephones. you will all fall to my power. mUHAHAHAH. i dont care what you think about me. actually i do. but i really dont care. maybe i do. maybe not. im bored. its almost 11. 11 is good time. its like 7eleven. but its not. because its different. its a different 11. because 7eleven writes out the eleven. and thats that.
Saturday, August 07, 2004
so, how do you think about wednesdays. i think they are just fine. of course they are. im a vampire. im going to suck your blood. blood tastes nasty. its salty. but thats expected because human liquids are always salty. such as sweat. its all salty. salt is nacl. but they really only call it sodium in nutritients junk. my left hand makes me sad.
Thursday, August 05, 2004
i saw fahrenheit 9/11. its pretty funny. but i dont care for politics. so it didn't really impact me much. but the guy is pretty funny.
summer school is over. and now. im sad. because i will never spend as much time making origami or playing tetris as i did during that time. i also discovered myself at summer school. im insanity came out and i have a picture. if you want to see it:
summer school was... fun. Wednesday, August 04, 2004
i went swimming 3 days in a row. its amazing. well. today, there were these two college girls that were all talking about how this boy was stupid and blah blah and how he always calls them. then suddenly the boy came, and they are like 'oh my. look who's here'. and then be all nice to him. and that boy that doesn't know the girls find him annoying. the girls act really nice to him. and then he eventually gets in the pool. but he doesn't have any swim clothes. so its in his pants. the girls start to flirt with him and blah blah, and they dont know how to swim well, so then he starts to teach the girls how to swim. and the girls say all this junk that makes the boy feel so happy. but in reality, the girls hate him. it really sucks. poor boy. people put on facades too much. and it made the boy jump into the pool with his pants on! hes going to have a horrible time getting home. and the girls dont even care for his sacrifice of getting in the pool in pants. but the boy doesn't know. but ignorance is bliss. i guess.
its things like this that cause people to become paranoid and cynical. oh well. Tuesday, August 03, 2004
3. Most young children are highly conformist and will ---- a classmate whose appearance or manners are ----.
(A) welcome..bizarre (B) shun..conventional (C) emulate..unusual (D) ostracize..different (E) deride..ordinary funny question i found. it was in the SAT book. i dont know. it sucks when i find the most wonderful band in the world (based on one song i downloaded). and find out. that two years ago, that band's contract with the record company expired. it sucks. oh well. life sucks too. now im stuck with the only 1 song i downloaded. i hope eventually i can find a place to buy the cd and the songs will be as good as the song i have. wonderful. i hope. the only place i can find to buy a cd is ebay taiwan. and its only 1 single. sad. sad. fra-foa! Sunday, August 01, 2004
ill write about my lovely 56K experiences. okay. so i am downloading a 3 meg and a 4 meg mp3 files. so it took about 10 minutes to load this blog to update. im not joking. it seems like AOL has improved their service greatly. i get almost 5 Kbps now. oh my. thats amazing. and it only takes about 1 minute to load a person's profile. and i hope i dont make any mistakes writing this post, because if i have to correct it, im going to KILL MYSELF! oh my. its going to die when i post.
liljootie BOOTIE: you have the same name as abraham lincoln liljootie BOOTIE: -_- azN xrE taRD BOI: good job liljootie BOOTIE: i JUSt realized that!
if a tree falls and no one witnesses it, does it fall? of course. the tree still falls. just no one really cares. if it doesn't fall, then it would be like saying half of the world's population didn't die. some people just die without anyone knowing. but they still die. that would be a wonderful way to die. without anyone knowing. then no one will know im dead. and ill be like. hahHAHAH. silly people. and something like that.
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