i had a bad dream that i was running at school and the song kurumi by mr.children kept tormenting me. and i was sad beacuse that is a sad song. and i was crying everywhere. but that is okay. because i woke up when i ran near the speech and debate area.

haha lim: so ppl are collecting senior portraits
haha lim: i got my charizard card ready
haha lim: i will trade this for 2 abemon cards

omgomg. my senior portrait things are today. i better go shave and then practice smiling for 8 hours. just so my senior portaits can be so perfect. oh. and i should learn how to use gel and make my hair all nice and cool. but it cant have excessive gel, as the senior portrait thing says, or ill have a glare in my hair. that would be cool. a white light coming out of my head. i better obtain some lensless glasses, so then i cant see the camera but i wont have a possible glare in my eyeballs. whatever. i will take the risk.

from a xanga:
"GUESS WHAT?!?! I figured out how to take a mirror picture."

i'm surprised by how much human intelligence has deteriorated.

summer school is over! yay! evolution must be so correct because i have the best eyeballs in the world. through all that natural selection, i got my awesome eyeballs that i cant see anything clearly without glasses. even things inches from face. and ive evolved so much i can only wear glasses because contacts will dry my eyeballs faster than usual. and my eyeballs already dry even with glasses. yay. i think evolution has had like 65 billion years or something already. we should all be perfect robots by now.

people are so ambitious. i am not. i am dead. i thought i could elaborate more on this. but i couldn't. i shall stop here.

(19:31) [rivaldi] i shoulda been black
(19:31) [rivaldi] so then i could automatically rap
(19:31) [rivaldi] when i was 5
(19:32) [rivaldi] and get a track scholarship
(19:32) [rivaldi] since i get into gang fights so often and run from the police

when doctors listen to heartbeats through stethoscopes, whats the point of asking the patient to breathe? do lungs have any connection with the heart?

i had a dream i got stuck in a video game. it was 'enter the matrix'. ps2 version. i got stuck and i couldn't get out of the game. its probably because it is the buggiest game in the world. it was rushed to be released with the second matrix, so there were problems like stupid AI and other stuff. so i was running around and i was cheating so i had unlimited focus and so i bullet timed everywhere. then agent smith came and i got scared and woke up and drove to school. i found its really easy to get to whereever i want to go by following an asian mom. especially one thats driving a honda odyssey.

Andy Borowitz: Man Commits Suicide after Learning Harry Potter Spoiler
Author: Andy Borowitz
Published on July 8, 2005, 07:41


A rabid Harry Potter fan took his life yesterday after inadvertently learning a plot spoiler from the soon-to-be-released J.K. Rowling opus, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (Book 6)

Jude Ralston, 32, of Hudson, Ohio left a suicide note indicating that since overhearing the plot spoiler at a shopping mall earlier in the day, "I no longer have a reason to live."

Family and friends who gathered for a candlelight memorial outside Mr. Ralston's house remembered a man who seemed to live only for Harry Potter – and wondered if they could have done anything to prevent his tragic fate.

"When Jude got that vanity license plate that said ‘Hogwarts,' that seemed harmless enough," said Polly Clovis, who attended Model U.N. with Mr. Ralston while the two were in high school. "But when he started wearing that wizard hat around town, we really should have seen that as a cry for help."

According to friends of Mr. Ralston, the Potter fanatic had done everything in his power to protect himself from stumbling across Potter plot spoilers, even disconnecting his computer from the Internet and avoiding his favorite vintage comic book store.

Ms. Clovis said that she hoped Mr. Ralston's death would cause federal authorities to tighten the flow of Harry Potter plot information to prevent similar tragedies from taking place.

"In my heart I believe that could have saved Jude's life, even if he didn't have one," she said.

Elsewhere, President Bush called the jailing of a New York Times reporter "a positive step," but warned that many other reporters were still at large.

Andy Borowitz writes a daily humor column at www.borowitzreport.com and is the author of a new book, The Borowitz Report: The Big Book of Shockers.

Copyright 2005 by YubaNet.com

i am a minimalist. i do barely enough to get pass. i should stop doing anything excessive that will not be used in my future. ill stop doing fun things because i will not be doing fun things in the future. direct my life towards one thing. extra stuff is all useless. i had a nice idea or something with evidence, but i forgot. and now this is all just redundant. which is a fallacy in writing. oh no. but who cares. in the future, i doubt i will be doing much writing. because i dont want to improve in that area. flaws are flaws. i will never work to improve them. some people are stupid. they think 3 different people are one. its funny how one of the 5 gibson signature guitars was made for a japanese guy. tak matsumoto from b'z. stream of consciousness is how i write here. since i am a minimalist. do what i have to do to get my daily post in. xanga is different. they take longer to post. cuz its the i-hate-the-world attitude. and i haven't been feeling that much. livejournal is even longer to post. because i dont use it.

yesterday i learned that wearing black in hot weather is not good. wearing all black is even worse. water evaporates fast. especially in this hot weather. nine inch nails is having a remix contest. thing. winner gets ipod and meet trent reznor and gets front row tickets or something. nine inch nails is such a misleading name. it could mean nails that are 9 inches long. or 9. inch nails. omg. so deep. double meaning. there must be symbolism.

i HATE downloading music. i'm trying to get an album on soulseek. japanese album. (so the riaa cant get me in trouble because american copyright laws don't apply to foreign music! i think). anyways. i was at 99%. 6 kilobytes left. and then the guy signs off. and he wont come online again. auGHGHAH.

heres a nice story about my awesome communication skills with girls:

last summer, i was talking online with some girl. this was like 2 in the morning or something. so i was not thinking clearly. anyways. i said "my anus is bleeding." assuming she had seen the rejected cartoon things. but she didn't see the cartoon. so there was a slight pause. and then she said "g2g. bye." and we never talked again.

i really don't know what to post. i went to raging waters. and then i drove people home. almost died on the way to second person's house. now i am listening to malice mizer. and it is raining. even though it is summer. there are too many new incoming freshmen in leland xanga blogring. and i am stuck at leland because i lack 5 credits. which is 1 semester. how sad. and i dont like movies that they dub in different languages. because i only like the original language. sounds better. but subtitles are hard to read sometimes. especially when chatting. so i dont like sound in movies. silent films are fun. but they have to be constantly watched. and details must be noticed. and i cannot concentrate. so i am rambling. shutup.

today i filled my gas tank. then i drove to san jose city college. when i got there. i drove to my usual 3rd floor in the parking garage. sat down. opened door. locked car. and walked down stairs. got to class. and there was a sign that said "no class today". teacher was absent. so. i did everything in reverse. except i unlocked car instead of locked car. and i didn't fill up gas tank again. and i wasted a lot of time driving. and wasted a lot of gas.

does hair really need all those vitamins and other stuff found in shampoo? aren't hair just strands of lifeless protein? hm. i think its just another way to jack up prices so everything is expensive. stupid capitalists. and then people will be like buying all that useless stuff because its cool to have vitamin enriched hair.

how does one answer when 'complimented' with "nice converses?"

i like fish. they are boring creatures. but i like watching them swim around. its fun observing. fish are chasing each other. i like observing people. but i dont like talking to them. because its hard to think of stuff to talk about. maybe i am just lazy to think about things to talk about. theres new harry potter book. i have not read the harry potter book before it. i have lost interest in magic and stuff. or i have just lost interest in reading. books are like movies. they are like wonderful during the time its being done. but then after, its just like meh. like i watched elephant the other day. and it seemed all interesting. and then after it i thought it wasn't that great of a movie. because there was a school shooting and no police at all. and there was no real story. didn't show much character development. i guess after reading a book or watching a movie, one just starts to think about problems and it turns into a very bad thing. oh well.

oh yea. blogger finally fixed its post count. it used to be stuck at like 97 or something. apparently this is my 751st post. !!!.

i like dreams. its cool because one can control everyone in their dreams. i was controlling all my friends and telling them what to say. it was a strange dream last night because i actually knew i was in a dream. and my dream self asked others if everyone in a dream has the same dream, so they can all interact and junk. but i answered my own question by having some other person say no. or something. and also in my dream, i had to make a kite for calculus. which was weird. and it was raining and suddenly i was like this is a dream and everyone fell apart.

today i listened to the radio. theres a lot of the same band. and same songs. played over and over again on different channels. i heard so much green day, beck, and nine inch nails. i didn't like those first 2 bands, but nine inch nails is pretty okay. anyways. i walked outside and then realized it's better to stay inside. too hot. i wish my name was square or something. that would be cool.

usually during the summer, i have a dream about my next schedule. and it always really sucks and it scares me. so i had my dream yesterday. and i got a crazy bad schedule. it was so bad i dont remember any of it. except that i had us history 6th period. which is stupid. because i'm done with that horrible class. aughgh. what a horrible dream. i am still scared that my schedule will get screwed up. and i will be stuck with more stoners and i will have to make more friends among them. the people at blockbuster know me now. i have been going there at least once a day. sometimes two. there's one guy that knows me as the quentin tarantino fan. because once i got jackie brown and pulp fiction at the same time. and i'm not really wasting much money there because i got movie pass thing. so as many movies as i want for 1 month. yayay!

oh no. i did not update yesterday. there are a lack of things to update about. it is taking me very long time to write each sentence. and sometimes i go back and delete it. it is very hard to write a lot. i believe in quantity not quality. so i am told i ramble too much in this blog. that ramble looked wrong. so i checked it up. and it's right. i think one cause of rambleness is lack of paragraphs. i dont like using my right pinkie, so i never press enter. now that i think about it. my right pinkie rarely does any typing. except on aim. only to press enter. because i guess that is the only thing right pinkies are useful for. change of subject: myspace is really cool. there are too many idiots on myspace. i like being a pretty girl. it makes me feel popular. if you have no idea what i am talking about. then look around and find the prettiest girl in the world.

today i listened to taking back sunday on the way to school. i found the vocals harder to understand than jrock. cuz they were all screaming and stuff. making everything distorted and junk. pure cacophony. anyways. "Well, it's love. Make it hurt." hes complaining about his life and everything about relationships and junk. he wishes his love works out and everything, but hes saying that love sucks. he's so into finding love and stuff, but he just said it sucks. so theres really no point for him to go search for it. and sing about it. i guess this type of bad logic comes from silly kids that drop out of high school to start their stupid bands. i think. anyways. this song also had some mentioning about slitting wrists. and i am quite amused. because i doubt a band like this would really cut themselves. they are just a bunch of posers.

today i listened to dashboard confessional on the way to school. because my sister did not like my jrock. so i let her choose something today. and so i listened. first song was hands down. that famous song. and then the rest of the songs were filler. they just sat around and played acoustic guitar forever and ever. i almost fell asleep while driving. and theres logical fallacy in the lyrics! in just the chorus for hands down. "My hopes are so high, that your kiss might kill me. So won't you kill me, so I die happy." okay. number 1. either he is an inconsiderate person who doesn't care what the girl will think after he's dead. or he already knows he is with a girl that hates him. number 2. if the kiss will kill. the kill does not always mean kiss. so maybe the girl could just stab him. he would die and he wouldn't be too happy. so, the logic doesn't work! one error on the first song already. and im too lazy to bother with the other ones. according to my english teacher, once one reaches logic problems, one should stop reading. or in this case: listening. tomorrow: taking back sunday.

when people say that one should live life like there's no tomorrow, is that optimism or pessimism? when people ask at checkout in a store if one found everything satisfactory, i've never heard anyone say no. people are stupid. controversial issues are stupid. arguments never get anywhere. this is proven over and over again in evolution debate. i am an asian boy. therefore i can only be a doctor or a computer engineer. too bad i am afraid of blood and i hate computers. yes, i am afraid of blood. but none of that fake movie blood. because its all fake. i can still watch bloodbath movies, but i cant watch ER or something stupid like that. and yes, i do hate computers. i hate them so much i dont buy sufficient cooling for my computer. that is why my computer is open-cased. and so the fans are loud. and i get angry at the computer still. even though its my own fault for not getting enough cooling so i can close the case so it will be less noisy.

MyFirstMitten has entered the room.
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MyFirstMitten has left the room.

yesterday i walked downstairs to go get something to eat. and my sister was watching the notebook. so i watched a little bit. knowing absolutely nothing about the story, except that its a love story, i found the movie quite funny. old woman was like "wtf who are you? get away from me" to the old man. (later i found out it was alzheimers). anyways. it was a funny movie for those 5 minutes or so. near the end. so today i watched sky high. some japanese movie. its like a love story also. except the boy wants to save the girl by killing 6 other girls and ripping out their hearts to summon some demon or something and get his wish granted to save the girl. that was quite interesting too.

today while swimming i decided to practice my butterfly. for no real reason at all. anyways. i was swimming and some little kid decides to get close to the lane. and i hit him while swinging my arms around in an attempt to fly. of course it didn't hurt him. im too weak to hurt people. i quickly stopped to see if he was okay. he just laughed and picked up his water gun. and called his armed friend over. and i became the target practice of the day.

i was walking around and i fell down. i scraped my knee and broke my left arm. and then i tried to get up, but fell again. just kidding. but really. i didn't do anything. i went swimming. again. for the 12th weekday in a row. i think. i will get so buff that people will not even know who i am. people are stupid. because they care so much about senior portraits. i think i'm going to swim more. and start using goggles. and then get a goggle tan. and not shave face and then not cut hair. and ill look like a monster. or not. because parents probably wouldn't like that. but people are like omg got my hair done all nice and junk just for senior portraits that are just going to be put in a yearbook never to be looked at until old and have nothing else to do. bah.

today i was digging a hole in the backyard to plant something. when the wind blows. and nearby tree moves. well, the branch moved. slaps me upside the head. with perfect angles. so i got papercut on my neck. well. more like leafcut. but that doesn't sound cool. anyways. that reminded me of pokemon. bulbasaur had some razor leaf attack thing. and thats my experience for today.

empty space is so tempting. i feel like i have to fill it in. this strange need to fill in holes is bad. because on highway. i hit 3 digit speed. bah. car apparently can go that fast. but it feels like its going to fall apart. amazing. !!!. anyways. yesterday i had an artpad drawing thing with christina. its really cool program. but after thinking about it for a while. its not really different than drawing in flash. with the exception of paintbucket thing. but thats just the same as a brush in photoshop. i guess its cool because it records movements and junk. it should record thinking time also. and then the painting will take forever to finish. anyways. the pictures are here.

today i drove 90 mph on the highway. it was fast for me. so i slowed down. but driving at that speed for a while is partially a reason for why i got to class too early. listening to l'arc-en-ciel makes me drive fast, but still safe. fra-foa creates slow and safeness. screamy music like dir en grey is slow, but still unsafe. its strange. the new aim is cool. send messages while away. how wonderful. i smell rice. my window screen looks artsy when the light shines on it. because there are broken lines of whiteness on that screen and i can see the trees of neighbors through it. so its artsy. everything is artsy. because its all fartsy. i dislike realism. its too real. thats why i dislike photography. because its all real. unless its a picture of a surrealism or something. but i dont know. rambling is bad. which is what i do to make myself feel like i met my quota for each day in this blog. or something. i like blogs. i have an account with almost all blog program things. yea.

today i went fishing with my family. we caught a lot of fish. i caught none. i went home. i went to chainsaw the big oak tree my neighbor has, which is overtaking our yard. so we chainsawed with our chainsaw on a stick. and we got another stick and played baseball to save the plants under the oak tree. so the branch would fall and another would hit the branch away from important ground plants. then when there were no ground plants, we would play dodge the falling branches. it was very fun. then i got bored and took a sharpie and drew all over my keyboard. so now its artsy. and i'm bleeding everywhere from oaktrees falling.

so i went to that 'day in the meadow' show thing. with a bunch of random punk bands. watched bowling for soup and that crossfade. i think its sad when a band has to ask the crowd to clap, and jump, and other stuff for them. nevertheless, they put on quite a show, even though i dont like that musical style. and they covered britney spears, which was pretty cool. but i disliked how they suddenly stopped in the middle of pretty much all their songs to take a 'bowling for soup break'. or 'bowling for soup photo session', in which they just posed for cameras. i was hoping a lot from crossfade. sounded all wonderful on yahoo launch. but they were bad. too screamo. with 7string guitar. and then crossfade made a lot of drunk white buff kids start shoving and jumping around and trying to mosh. but they weren't. they were just hurting each other because they were too drunk. and that concluded my day.

today. i observed people. walking around. and then i went home and watched movies. i like blockbuster pass. lots of happy videos to watch. then i clicked on a xanga. and saw random linkin park video. so i watched it. and was sad i used to like this trash. they must be on drugs, because they have random animals walking around. which reminds me. i saw a hobo today. he was all cool and dressed all nice. but he was holding up a sign asking for money, so i think he was a hobo. anyways. some other guy walks over. and hes like "hey [forgotten name here]." and guy that walked over is like "hey. you're hard to find. i want my 8 bucks back." and so they get in a fight over the $8. because hobo 1 cannot remember why he borrowed the $8. and hobo 2 reminded him about heroin money or something. so thats probably a reason why he forgot.

so i finally caught up with the rest of the world and watched that movie called napoleon dynamite. and i was dissapointed. it wasn't that funny. and the stupidiness wasn't that funny either. i didn't get why it was so popular. maybe because its independent film (i think), and all people care about is indie stuff because it seems rebellious. or maybe its because i was falling asleep through the movie. but now ive finally watched it. and can understand things when people try to imitate him and other junk. but now i get to watch a beautiful mind for psychology. which is going to be fun. because ive already seen it, so ill know who is fake and who is real. and i can laugh at this sad movie.