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"Angel" by Amanda Perez
The person is Tsuzuki
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++ Ha Ha! Get His Bowl, Door!
Had my birthday party. It was spifftacular. It was all Sophomores (+ Junior.) The Freshmen didn't show up. Tsk tsk. It was good anyways. Watched the first X-Men movie. Then we watched Ringu (the original Japanese The Ring.) Shyeah, I thought the American version was freakier (even though I laughed when I saw it.) The most hilarious part in this movie was when (highlight, spoilers) the father hit Sadako over the head when she was by the well and it made that funny sound effect. Hehe. We all laughed, it was great. Also watched Amelie later, kinda. Everyone was gone except for Sarah and Christian. The video started to shiz up in the middle of the movie, which is quite sad cuz I was enjoying it. We also played a lot of Dance Dance Revolution. I think I'm starting to love that song, "Matsuri Japan" I think it's called. I'm only on standard with it now, but it makes me happy. We also played that X-men game, forgot the name. Maybe it's X-Men. Anyways, Lindsay loves X-men (especially Nightcrawler) with a vengeance, and Christian is her guru. Also played Fatal Frame for a bit. I think Bust a Move was tossed around too. So tired, I have to wake up early tommorow cuz I have a dance rehearsal in the morning. Meh. The subject is from the comic Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley from the May 4th comic. It's beautiful. I cut it out. Read it here. I really should get cracking on double-edged.net ASAP. Gotta buy that damn bandwidth...anyone wanna do it for me? Shyeah, that's what I thought.
++ Who's an ugly cow? Ikaw!
Quill Driving, my writing site, is finally up! Booyaka! I know, it took forever, and I'm sorry. But it was worth it. The site went under many reforms and changes. On that note, I joined a yahoo group, Mistrels. Everyday, they send out a poem along with a commentary, bio of the writer, etc. The URL is here if you want to look at the poems that have been sent so far. Kimiko is at Outdoor School for the rest of the week *envyenvyenvy* Hope she's enjoying the rain, hehe. Meh, she's going to miss the fabulous One-Act Fest tommorow. Tsk tsk. We had our last rehearsal today. It was kinda sad, but it kicked the llama's cheesecake. During the play preview today, no one knew I was up there on stage- or in the One-Acts for that matter. That's either a good thing because it means that I looked enough like a guy and was in character quite well...Or bad because they don't know that I'm part of the play. I might as well get used to it...just like no one knew I was in the Guys and Dolls orchestra- or the fact that there was an orchestra Poetry, stories, drama...it's all trickling into my blood, giving me a vengeful desire to be an English Minor. Emailed Glady, she emailed back. I emailed her again. She hasn't emailed back yet. I emailed Gabo last night, he hasn't emailed back either. Perhaps they are pretty busy. I imagine they are. My cousin (by marriage) is trying to teach me to speak Tagalog. I can understand most of it, but I can't speak it. Shyeah, she's having a hard time, so she just told me to talk to my mom or something. This brings up the subject. My cousin told me that joke kind of thing. "Ikaw" means "you" in Tagalog. Wow...no tengo tarea anoche.
++ May-born people are the best!
Went to see the Hinabing Himig (Tapestry of Voices) sing. They're a Filipino choir group from UPCC (University of the Philippines.) The two girls that stayed with us, Jeanelle and Glady, were part of the choir. The choir left today, but the time we kicked it with them was a blast. Jeanelle was a newly wed with another person from the choir, Raymond. They're really sweet. I got to be quite close with Glady. She was like a sister. I miss her a lot. I emailed her. Take a deep breath. I got set up with the youngest choir member, Gabo/Gabriel (17.) He's studying to be a computer engineer. He's really tall and pretty cute. Shyeah, we talked a little before they left cuz Michelle and Mel dragged him over and called me. We couldn't escape. They gave us privacy. We hugged. People said "oooOOOoooo" and we laughed. I blushed. Uncle Dan took pictures. We talked. He saw X-Men 2. We can't wait to see Matrix 2. He wished me good luck on the play, I told him to have fun traveling and good luck also. He said happy birthday to me. He also said that someone had told him that I would like flowers for my birthday, or something like that. He told me he wasn't sure if he could do it, but he'd at least give me an advanced "happy birthday." Then he started ranting about wishing me success and stuff. I don't remember, I was too dazed about everything. Then we hugged again. I really like him. My parents do too. Big wow. (That wasn't sarcasm.) I wonder if I'll see him again; because I do. He told me to email him, I told him I didn't know what to say. He smiled. I want to email him, but I still don't know what to say. Wow, I'm really out of it tonight for some reason. The past few days have been a big blur. So forgive my ineloquence. Blame the subject on Nikos. He was another choir member. I bought a souvenir book kinda thing and got everyone that was there to sign it. He wrote, "To Jade, Happy Birthday! May-born people are the best! God bless. Ciao, Nikos. Shyeah, his birthday is today (May 3.) I want to name my son after him. He gave me a journal thing to write something in for him. I didn't know what to write. I said May birthdays kick cheesecake. I think I also wished him good luck. He gave me his business card. I don't know what to do with it. Chags told me to email him. I wouldn't know what to say either, I can't rant about how much May birthdays kick ass all the time. Well, perhaps I could, but I don't have the desire to. If he doesn't email in a couple days, then I'll email him. Yes.
++ Jimmy Fever!
Just got finished practicing piano. Shyeah. I practiced after I helped my parents prepare a room for the two guests that are coming from the Philippines tommorow. Bwah, I had to move to geocities because frosteddreams.net went bye bye =( Ay, I really should get that domain up ASAP. I will, I'm in the process of making the layout. Nothing special. Imari from Himiko-Den from the opening. Ah yes, the opening is so beautiful. Too bad the Anime is teh suck. Why it's one of my favorite Anime, I don't know. Perhaps I never will. Big sorry to everyone whom I've especially been bitchy too, especially Mai. I wish I could be at more than one place at a time. A lot of things lately have been driving me up the wall like a fox on HSD. So if I'm being una perra to you, just pat me on the back and say "it's all good." Or get me flowers. Hehe. Got the subject from the rehearsals of Every 17 Minutes the Crowd Goes Crazy. Rosie aka: Jimmy kept on saying "Jimmy fever" so I just jacked that phrase and pasted it to the subject. Shyeah, me aka: John is Bible freak with a stick up his ass, that's apparently not far up enough according to the director, Erica.
++ Zero Hour
Ay, I feel odd. I dunno, I just do. Each time something enters my thoughts that altar my mind frame, all of a sudden it feels like I'm living a different life. Buddhists believe (I think) that each moment, we are a different person. We're always changing, we're never our former selves. I dunno, it's kinda hard to explain. Well, that's how I feel, and the changes are so fast that it feels like I'm being hit by a soft-cover book over and over again on the head, and I can only let out a blunt "ouch" as I keep on walking. My psychological noise is like static right now. Speaking of static, I played Fatal Frame with Abby. It's pretty freaky until you start cracking jokes about the game and how the characters...breathe...and touch things...Shyeah. Anyways, we so did not know what to do with that damn Red Mirror and so I called all the people I know who I thought might have played Fatal Frame before. No one really know, and Rin's reading-off-the-wired walkthrough just did not work. So I went online and got a walkthrough. Printed out 28 pages, wahoo. Somewhere around the 2nd or 3rd page, it screws up and gets the directions all mixed up. So then we had to decode that, but afterwards it was all a smooth ride. We're still on the 1st night though. Yeppers, Abby spent the night last night cuz it was her dad's b-day and they went out for dinner and shiznit. We watched the last 1 hour of Pulp Fiction. It was pretty entertaining. Yes! More random phrases! Played Fatal Frame. I think that's a given. Also watched most of My Mom's a Werewolf. It said PG as it's rating, but both Abby and I agreed that it wasn't. It was just wrong. Like Abby said, "it was stupid in the beginning, and it's still stupid now- but for some reason, we're still watching it." We watched the ending half of Silence of the Lambs, Anthony Hopkins is my idol. Hannibal's why I want to become a forensic psychiatrist. No, I'm not going to eat people. But you must admit, no matter how disturbing he is, his mind is pretty cool. I just finished reading the first 70 pages of Samurai's Garden for my H-English class. It's a pretty good book, it goes fast after the first few pages. I want to read more, but I know I shouldn't. "He showed me that life is not just from within, it extends all around you, whether you wish it to or not" -Sachi. The song, "Zero Hour," was playing on the Noir soundtrack when I was trying to come up with a subject for this little rant. That's kind of how life feels right now. Ah well, it's all good I guess.
++ Catch the Moment
Just finished practicing the piano for a while. Damn, it needs tuning. It plays so stubbornly under my fingers. *sighs* well, it has been 6 months, so it would probably be wise to get it tuned. I gotta talk to my mom about that. While I was playing, I thought about my beloved Pleyel piano. I had just finished my piano honor's piano recital at the Carriage House way in Oregon City. Squeezing and pardoning my way through pianos and people, I searched for the Pleyel piano my piano teacher had told me about. It was a French piano and Chopin's favorite. As she told me about it's history, shudders ran up and down my spine- Chopin was my most favorite composer. Wandering through the numerous pianos in search for the Pleyel was like searching for a legendary relic. A few paces later, I stumbled upon the shining black instrument set in the middle of the main room. Without hesitation, I sat myself down and surely enough, played Chopin's "Waltz In A Minor" Opus 38 (?.) It was the first waltz of his that I had memorized, and with it's longing melody and dramatic trills, it was dear to my heart. My piano teacher came over and watched me play, as well as observed the mechanics and the price. The salesman came over and watched as well, smiling at my enjoyment of the piano's performance. I ended the song sentimentally, for it was almost as if I could feel the ties Chopin had with his own Pleyel piano. It was fast-acting, smooth, and subtle. Chopin's music fit like a glove to the shimmer of it's resonance. It would be grand to have it sitting in my living room- I wanted it more than a car. Smiling memorably, my eyes blissfully wander to the price tag; $69,999. My eyes widen in suprise as my hopes to have the cherished piano in my possesion fall. I sigh, my father's voice echoing behind me. "Maybe someday." Indeed, the piano was very beautiful- both in sight and sound. I fell madly in love with it, and I still am. So many messages with one theme have been wrapping themselves around my mind. From Ms. Salvi (my honor's english teacher) to Sonja Sanchez (a famous writer) to Dr Sheila (my religion teacher) and to others, this advise and harbinger has been repeated to me. Every little thing one does affects the rest of the way life flows. Some people think that's total bullshit, but if one reflects on it- it's very true. For a short example; one word carrying a certain meaning is said to someone. That one word can affect their mood, and their mood affects their actions, and their actions affect how things are done. I dunno, just catch the moment with me.
++ What Kind of Loser Sleeps?
Just finished watching Mr. Personality. It was pretty amusing...I liked #5!!! I thought the walkie-talkie was the sweetest thing!!!. Mom and I kept on laughing that Monica Lewinski was doing the show, but it wasn't as bad as others expected. I think I'll actually watch it tommorow night. Personally, I'd be too nervous to do a show thingy like that. Hehe, but I would love to see what the guys were doing w/o me and kick their asses later. Before that, I watched American Idol. Okay okay, so Clay is pretty cute, he has the sweet little dorky thing going on and he kicks it with special needs kids. BUT, he looks all high and gushy when he sings. That's a big no no. I don't know who I'm rooting for. I had to write a part of a memoir for my Honors English class. At first, I thought about writing about the Wax Banana, but it just recently happened, and like Ms. Salvi said- "try to write about something that happened before 6 months or more. Our brain sometimes has a hard time processing any recent events, so you might be confused a little." Shyeah, it was kinda true. I still feel a bit in the dark about the subject- not fully in the dark, but somewhat in the shadows. Interestingly enough, I wrote about blogging. Maybe I'll plug it when the final draft is finished. I'm still working on the layout for Quill Driving. I've concluded to use the Dot Menu. Yep yep. I couldn't think of what to use as my subject, so I just stuck a Kimiko-Hisui phrase in there.
++ f=ma (as in MAH!)
Kicked it with my grandparents over the weekend. One of my uncles from California came by and he stayed there too. We went to a family-friend Filipino birthday party and I saw Justin. He said he wasn't sure if he could by my escort for the next debutante's ball cuz he might get the lead role in the highschool play next year, and he might not be able to commit. Bwah, I was pretty dissapointed. It's alright though. I told him "you need to die" in Spanish (necessitas morir.) Then he pondered and said, "yeah, I do" and smiled his sweet little smile. Went places with my uncle and grandpa, getting parts to upgrade my grandpa's computer. Shyeah. We had an argument over DOA Beach Volleyball Extreme. It's just wrong. Today, during church I saw this really hott guy. I was checking him out for a while until I saw he was chewing bubblegum. Then I wanted to kick his ass and say "what kind of loser chews gum during mass?, which I unfortunetly couldn't- and probably wouldn't. At least, I probably wouldn't do the ass-kicking part. Hence, ending my matters with guys who chew gum in church. We had Easter dinner with the rest of the family. I ate salad and had some marionberry cobbler w/ vanilla ice cream for desert. It was really good. My uncle was talking about an 18 year old he knew and that he should introduce him to me because he would be able to tolerate me. Unky said he played golf, and I groaned and said I would probably beat him up with a golf-club. He had an amusing response- "Why can I see you doing that?". Shyeah, his name's Conner and he's Irish. So I made a small diddy-
Saw Bullet Proof Monk with my parents after dinner. It wasn't as bad as people felt it would be. Highlight to read the rest cuz it contains a little bit of spoilers.I had a feeling the girl was going to get part of the power, cuz she kicked serious ass. So shyeah, it was pretty cute. I miss my koibito.
++ Cure Arthritis with a Beer Made by Monks!
I've been working on the new layout for Quill Driving. Dude, it's not happening right now. I tried to use this kick ass Dot Menu, but I had so many submenus and so many writings that it all scrunched up and it just didn't work. So I scratched that idea after 4 hours. Bleeeh...my muse isn't inspiring me. Though I don't know any muses of graphic design or HTML. I'm very very tempted to use a pre-made layout, but I won't. But dear Calliope, the Greek muse of poetry, has been helping me quite a bit I guess. I've been writing poems left and right this week, which pleases me muchly. Here's one I wrote on Sunday, the 13th.
Shyeah, I really like that one a lot. I admired the Greek poet, Sappho, and I wanted to write a tribute poem to her. So I tried to intertwine her technique, though I left out Aphrodite cuz she's already a reoccuring motif in my poetry. Meh, I, and I felt it was getting trite. (Hehe, I love that word) I should find another god of love. I still don't really know if it's a tribute poem, most people I've talked to says it is. My English teacher has a copy of it, but I dunno if she's gonna give it back. Either way, shyeah. I wrote it mainly for the Wax Banana. I hope it liked it. I got an allergic reaction in the middle of Spanish class. I'm not really sure why. I think it's cuz Helen touched some peanut butter, then broke off a part of her chocolate Easter rabbit for me. Shyeah. I just got a few hives around my lips and Senora let me stay in the bathroom for a while. The actors in the one-act I'm in are supposed to be off-book by tommorow. I'm 1/3 of the way there. Hehe, I just need to get the rest of the dialogue concrete. I remember the stage directions and the main phrases of John's lines. It's all character reaction. But the subject is from one of the lines I say in the beginning of the opening scene.
++ Radical Flavor for Your Lips
Today, I went to another school along with some Juniors and 3 other Sophomores to hear Sonja Sanchez, an african-american poet and playwright, speak. She was absolutely amazing. Her poems are so awesome and the words she uses totally explodes in your face. They relate to many contreversial issues= like lesbianism and gays, the way society is, etc. The way she talks inspires you to take an active role in the world. I suggest you read some of her work. Sanchez challenged us to "not twist or curl our tongues" at anyone all through the week.. Shyeah, I'm rising to that challenge.
++ The Section Above is Due in Draft Form
Today was Refugee Awareness Day at school. It was much better than last year's. My TA bonded really well. Nothing much to say about it except that we learned about refugees around the world. We had speakers, simulations, etc. Rehearsal was canceled for some of the peeps in the one-act play I'm in- Every 17 Minutes the Crowd Goes Crazy. Shyeah, the title's quite a mouthful. After school- Saiyuki & Rin played DDR, Kimiko & Helen went to Uwajimaya, Totoro & Mai went to McDonald's, and I kicked it at school with Christian and the other actors. Well, I did go to McDonald's for an ice cream before hand...but that's not the point (it was butterscotch...mmm...butterscotch.) Later on, the rehearsal got canceled for some of the actors (including me) so I just stayed after and watched Fred fold a pink origami crane while talking about shiznit. Past Visions has moved and has a new layout. Wahoo! Finally! Now it's time to do Quill Driving. Hmmmness. I have part of my exegesis tommorow. I'm doing it on my beloved from the Song of Solomon/Song of Songs/Canticle of Canticles. Bleeeeh...I shouldn't have chosen such a general character *cry cry* But the subject of today's blog comes from the exegesis map.
++ Recalled to Life
Well, screw greymatter...for now. I can't figure it out cuz I've never installed it myself before *cry cry* I guess it's not a big thing. That just means I won't be able to blog as much as I did (cuz now I have to upload it myself at home) and you'll have to comment in the tag-board. Meh. Got another site up, it's and RPG called Shut Up and Live Here! Shut Up and Live Here is a purely insane RP. 2 of my friends and I have just started it (I got the site uploaded around midnight.) So, we're giving it as much advertisement as possible. Anyways, Shut Up and Live Here isn't your normal RP...trust me, it's not. Go check it out! A lot of things have happened over the 1 month gap of no blogging. Some I can't say because of certain issues concerning perspective. Ay, only a hand full of people know, but that's okay. Anyways, one thing on that topic for now- I love you Stephan. Let's see...I got grounded from being at the wrong place at the wrong time. More like, wrong person IMing me at the wrong time. Shyeah, it was bad. Sometimes I wish my Mom wouldn't commit so many reasonings on false premises. I'm not even supposed to roleplay anymore, but I definetaly won't let her take that away. I'm addicted to RPing like Kimiko is addicted to the G4 Forums. I haven't bought the bandwidth for double-edged.net yet. So just hold up for a while until I organize my life. But I'm making new layouts for Past Visions and Quill Driving. Shyeah, they're getting pretty trite. I also need to find a new server to them cuz for some reason I can't log into their accounts. Sadness. About the subject, I finished reading A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens a few weeks ago. I was thinking of a subject and remembered that I haven't been blogging for about a month. So it was kinda like a resurection, I guess. Back to physics homework...
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Sunday, May 11, 11:59 pm
"The Scientist" by Coldplay