the pigs did not attack. they must have saw our defense and retreated into their base. they are good at hiding among trees, but they will be found one day. we will hire goblin shredders to cut down all the trees until we find them.!

on a completely different topic:
i've decided to analyze my own poetry from yesterday, because i am so conceited..

this way no english teacher can make any false claims about my work when i become required reading.

line 1- watching bubbles float away is really depressing.
bubbles = symbolism of individuals.
float = metaphor for becoming rebellious and independent.
away = diction to emphasis independence.
really = diction to emphasis coming word.
depressing = emotion that reader should be feeling by reading this masterpiece
This line can be interpretted two different ways. The bubbles could be individuals growing up and gaining independence or slowly succeeding in life by furthering themselves away from others. This is depressing because it is uncomfortable, but it happens.


line 2- no matter how far away they fly,
As the bubbles fly away, they try to separate themselves from each other. This is especially true in life as kids become rebellious nonconformists and they dislike others. So they try to distance themeselves.


line 3- they just fall down and die.
The end. All bubbles pop eventually. No matter how far in life one gets, it is all lost and he DIES. No matter how independent a person becomes, he DIES.


Obviously, this is a very talented poet. Even his lines have some rhyme, unlike poets today.

the pigs struck again! my court has been owned again last night. its like crop circles except its pigs instead of aliens and theres no pattern and its not in crop. unless grass is harvested. so now my neighbors are planning the defensive. all neighbors have fortified themselves by blocking off their lawns with whatever they can find. chairs, tables, cars, and even realtor signs. one neighbor is really pissed so they is planning the offensive (they replaced their lawn and it got owned again.) they wants to get some exterminator. the source of pigs must be destroyed. good thing my lawn is almost dead and dry, so pigs cant really dig in the hard rock that i call soil. but they do overturn my patheticly small trees.

watching bubbles float away is really depressing.
no matter how far away they fly,
they just fall down and die.

i should be a poet.

i guess ive joined the ranks of those who are trying to escape the asian curse. i feel my body is falling apart, so my mom is like you should go to gym. so now i am an asian kid that is trying to escape skinny asian thing.

it sucks being under 18. cant get married. cant live by self. cant buy bad magazines. and cant do other inappropriate things. but what sucks the most is that i cant even sign up for gym membership by myself. so i have to get parents.

i really despise school now. they wont give me a schedule change. and they also run out of dr pepper. how can i live in school!?

poetry is easy to write i think. just write a very detailed long sentence describing some event. and add lots of prepositional phrases and stuff. and then just end each line whenever wanted. more obscure the place the better. then remove all the pronouns all the modifiers are ambigious. and then because of ambiguity and the strange cutting, it will be so deep you wont even know it.

my patience is really being tested. no schedule change yet. and im falling behind in stats quickly. apparently 1st day's hw was like 3 hours long. yay. im going to be doing like 20 hours of hw when i finally transfer in. if i ever transfer in. school is retarded. and then i drove to west valley today to buy a book for wonderful philosophy class. and then the school next to it decided to end school at that time. so asian drivers everywhere. so i was in traffic. and then i get to west valley and its first day of school so everyone is buying books too. so i wait in line. and then the meter to get on highway turns on. so i have to wait for that. and then red lights all the way home. i am. tired of school. already.

theres a new option to post in blogger from microsoft word. but i think its stupid. because loading word takes longer than opening an internet browser. and the word thing doesn't have that auto picture upload thing that i dont use very often. and its easier to do from blogger website. and techno is now a good music. i like too much music. unhealthy. anyways. i think it is good to start to prepare for halloween now. i need a dress, wig, and makeup. maybe. or not. i hope i get in stats tomorrow. or i have to pay my lab fees for media arts. and then if i get into stats, i lose my money! ugh.

today i was getting ready to eat my icecream. and then my sister asked to get a ride. so i thought, ill return the dvd i borrowed also. so i dropped my sister off. and then i return the dvd. and i get home. as i walk in the door. my mom tells me to go pick up my sister now. and so i cant eat my icecream. and so i go pick up my sister. and when i get home, i realize my dad ate my icecream. driving sucks.

i am the only boy in art ap. but there are only 9 people in the classroom. well. only 4 are art ap. the rest are advanced art. combination classes are fun.

this is my third year having 3rd period english. english teacher knows about battle royale. this is going to be a great year.

the bathrooms were so clean 2 days ago. now it is the same as the last day of school.

its depressing when one only has school to blog about. so i will save you the suffering. you're welcome. (maybe)

i like how the school's physics department is so bad that they had to make physics honors an online class. i think that school should stop spending money on renovations that it doesn't need and hire some good teachers. especially for science department. i go to woot.com and they are selling a new watch. for $150. and woot.com is supposed to be really cheap cuz they sell 1 item a day for cheap. i think its stupid to buy a watch that costs so much. unless it is super accurate. but even that accuracy isn't that important. kind of like expensive laptops. those are stupid. desktops are my friend.

omgomg i cant wait for school tomorrow. i cant wait to meet all the incoming freshmen. oh my. i better start packing for school.

yay. the average sat1 score for berkeley in 2002 was 1337.

my house's front yard got owned by neighbor's big tree. roots came in and killed everything. but it wasn't that drastic. it was only the roots coming into yard. yard is also getting owned by some weeds. they grow fast. summer ends soon. how i cannot wait for school to start. because the sooner it starts, the sooner it will end, right? hopefully. submitted another schedule change request. afraid about college. dont know what to major in. i think i will just apply to a bunch of schools. and then i will go to the 'best' school that accepts me. and then ill just major in whatever that school is good at. as long as the school does not excel in english, literature, and history.

i am back from southern california. i love my computer. i named my computer azusa. because it is a cool name.

my court got owned by wild pigs. they came into my court and pwned every house's front yard grass lawn things. started digging during the night and overturned all the soil. except they didn't own my grass because my grass is all dead so its not worth digging in. so they decided to dig up the soil with some plants in it. how fun.

when i go to the beach, all i like to do is just bury myself in the sand. so that only my toes and my arms and my head is above the sand. and then i cover my face with a piece of cloth and go to sleep. and i tan the undersides of my arms. because they are always really light. and the cool thing about the pants that i usually wear to the beach is that there is a hole in the main pocket. so when i unsubmerge myself from the sand. there is no sand in my pockets! how useful.

today i went to disneyland and realized i was too old for everything. and nothing interested me anymore. and i listened to the music they played and realized how horrid it was. hilary duff. and greenday. and that song thats like "shutup. just shutup." and the fireworks were wonderful.

i got schedule changed. have math 73. no stats yet. maybe.

patlabor is a lame anime. but it has cool intro music!

wow. southern california highways suck. they are so messy. and have traffic jams everywhere. and they don't have carpool lanes where there are traffic jams. and they have carpool lanes right after the traffic jam ends. so theres no need for them. the only thing that is cool is that carpool lanes have their own highway junction things. but i guess that just adds more to the mess.

i am in LA. i do not know my cousin's world of warcraft account password so i can only play unreal tournament 2004.

my schedule if you must know
1. gov/econ
2. art ap
3. english(nguyen)
4. media arts
5. physics hon(MONSEES!?!??!)

problems:
1. already done econ.
2. wheres my math!?
3. they told me not enough people signed up for art ap, so they cancelled it. but its still there.
4. MONSEES IN PHYSICS?!!?

my whole life flashes before my eyes before i die. and then when it gets to the part where im watching my life flash, i get to watch myself watch myself watch myself and so on. and then ill never die. because its an infinite loop. and loops never die. like in programming. or a summation. because there is no end. unless the loop of life flashing is defined a certain amount of times.

tomorrow is schedule pickup. i will go early. to get my schedule early. so i can complain early. and hopefully get a change earlier. because i know they will screw up my schedule.

so my sister wanted to rearrange her room. and my mom was like. why not just rearrange the whole house? so i am rearranging my room. even though i dont really care about it. anyways. i cleaned out house and found windows 98! and windows 98 with usb support. and... TETRIS on one of those old 5.25 inch floppy disk things. so cool. and i also found a shirt that i dont own.

i also got senior portraits today. and so i was choosing which one to get. and then i saw the price. $100. for the cheapest package. how stupid. i think i will start a photography company thing and get a contract with the school. so then i can charge $30 for every student to sit down and get a picture in the yearbook. and then charge 100+ more dollars for buying. what a great business.

saw dust is annoying. my shirt is covered. i made shelves for my closets today. well, not my closets. the closets in my house. teehee. there is a girl in the visual kei junk from japan. for those who dont know. visual kei is musicians with big poofy hair and they are usually males that look female. anyways. since this is a girl. she looks like a man. its funny too because she is friends with mana. who is probably the master of all visual kei. and there was a picture of him with her (you can figure out the pronouns). but he looks like her. and her looks like he. theres still a boy and a girl. but they dont look like it. and thats all my rambling for today.

i think lyrics mean nothing. there is too much emphasis on lyrics. they aren't what singers feel. if they did feel it, they wouldn't be in some million dollar business. its capitalism. just find a market to sell appealing lyrics to. and its all done.

im glad i dont have perfect pitch. because no one asks me to tune instruments. and i dont suffer when a group of people sing happy birthday. since its always off pitch.

having a closed mind means not accepting anything that disagrees. so does that mean having an open mind means one lacks an opinion? dont question me.

science and art dont seem to agree. science puts colors in a line called the electromagnetic waves junk. and shows those visible colors. and art puts those colors in a circle. so theres a color between purple and red. but in science, theres nothing between purple and red. because they are the two ends of the spectrum. and in art there is no end of colors. it just loops continually.

when i back from being away from computer for the weekend i was so happy i could do things again. and then i realized. i dont do anything at the computer. the internet is so boring.

i have good conversation skills in my dreams. come visit me in my dreams if you want to talk.

i am back from church retreat.

bugs are annoying. especially if they bite. ants are annoying too. especially if they are like 1/4 inch long. bug bites are really annoying. especially if they are big.

many of my shirts have many holes.

shadows are an inspiration.

paris hilton listens to jrock. apparently in her book on page 173, she states she listens to yoshiki. har har. and in other news. my sassy girl is being remade into american version. and i cant forward ports on my router. so i hate my internet.

yea. so i found that picture online. i think i am very inspired to do a halloween costume like that. its not even a skirt! its genius. too bad i bet the korean junk is making fun of him. and apparently that was a prom picture or something. so cool.

anyways. chiaki kuriyama has a friendster. but i really dont know if it is her. of course i wouldn't know. it seems like her. only because the english sucks and the pictures on that friendster aren't found anywhere else. and seem to be taken of her and her family and her dog. and junk. which makes it different from all the other chiaki kuriyama fakes. too bad i still think its a fake.

anyways. again. i went to west valley to sell back my psychology books. this was the 3rd time i went to west valley to try to accomplish this feat. they keep telling me to come back and junk because machine is broken or some lame excuse like that. anyways. today machine was all fine. no excuses. except that my book got outdated. so its worthless. so i can't sell it back. which is very lame. somehow this textbook can get outdated in like 8 weeks or something. bah.

today i went to the library and found nothing to read so i read a bunch of anime magazines. anime is such a horrible thing. so many episodes and other junk. and too many animes. and its all separated into its own categories and junk. whatever. each anime magazine had japan culture section so thats all i read. new music in japan and movies. lots of l'arc-en-ciel stuff. mentioning of dir en grey. and a mono concert review. some indie bands were named. and a bunch of jpop stars that sing for anime. and then i was reading an article about takashi miike and his new movie starring chiaki kuriyama. and i saw her name and giggled. just kidding about giggling. but i really should subscribe to these anime magazines just for those 2 pages in each issue that talks about the new music and movies and junk.

originality has died. the world is an endless copycat cycle. do cats mimic? why is it copycat? why not copymachine. or something that makes more sense.

today i felt something weird in my mouth. it felt like a hair. so i tried to pull it out. apparently it was an eyelash. or a really shot hair.

in second grade i earned an award for enthusiasm. i guess i have changed.

i hear my voice differently than everyone else hears my voice. everyone is missing out on my cooler voice.

"i wish i were a popular idiot instead of a lonely genius."

i was thinking back on fahrenheit 451. and thought how the government could have made such a drastic change to anti-books. and to firefighters burning books. and fireproofing houses. and stuff. i cant think of any way they could have slowly moved towards that. or something.