Went to two doctors today. One for UV therapy for my dry skin and the other for a certain muscular pain in my back. Good stuff. I feel like my body is dilapidating even though it really isn't. Played RO a bunch as usual. Mom likes to hog my laptop since her computer died. Blah.

Definitely Much Better
Monday, June 27, 9:52 pm
"Perfect Drug" by Nine Inch Nails

I ended my acyclovir for my cold sores today, and indeed they're gone. There's just a line of infection for the resistent staph, but I'm looking much better now. I actually went out of the house today (with my flu mask) to the mini mart and they asked why I had it on. I said I had a cold and didn't want to give it to anyone (which is, even though not true (I didn't want to explain it) is a very nice thing to do) and this young man said told me "I think it's really cool that you do that." Hahahaha I blushed. But then I went to the UPS store by Wilson high school to drop something off for mom (yeah...white upper-middle class people.) The either kept looking at me weird or avoiding looking at me. They also stood 5 feet away from me in line. It was depressing. They probably thought I had SARS.

I found out Nine Inch Nails makes me want to drive fast. It's an adrenaline rush, especially their new song "Hand That Feeds." Good thing people were slow in front of me cuz I Was on Terwilliger Curves x.X

I Think I'm Getting Better
Saturday, June 25, 1:55 am
"Mr. Brightside" by the Killers

Been taking antibiotics and stuff. The swelling and inflamation has gone down for both the staph and cold sores. I took a shower. It was exciting. I feel all clean now <3 (I haven't taken a shower since Monday cuz I felt horrible ><) Haven't done anything else. Maybe I'll bake cookies tomorrow. I'm getting my appetite back.

I Can't Sleep
Friday, June 24, 2:47 am
"Rewrite" by Asian Kung-Fu Generation

I haven't been sleeping much lately. I slept around 4:22 am yester morning when mom kicked me off the computer. I didn't realize it was so late/early until I was talking to a priest on RO. "It's really mobby tonight," I commented. He was like "...tonight? It's 7 am." (He lived on the east coast.) Man, I thought it was only 2 am. But I guess not. I turned around to look outside my window and saw the sun rising. So then mom woke up and was like "wtf?"

I have been feeling very tired, but unable to sleep. My doctor called today, and I have MRSA staph infection. MRSA is the resistent version of staph from penecillin and other "general" antibiotics. So my prescription had to be switched. He said that the test for herpes type 1 came back negative, but he still thinks I have it as my primary infection (staph is secondary.) So he told me to continue taking my acyclovir. There's also danger of reoccurence with MRSA staph, so I have to do a bunch of stuff to make it not come back like washing with a certain soap and other things.

My grandfather visited me and checked up on me (he's also a doctor.) He made me feel better and looked at my wounds. He said it'll probably last for about 2 weeks.

It's nothing deadly. I might have a small scar, but that's about it. But it really hurts sometimes. A few days ago, I woke up one morning and it hurt so much I could feel my heart beating in it. On the pain scale it was a 9 out of 10. I was crying so much that mom gave me half of her vicodin. When she saw that didn't work fast enough, she gave me another. Vicodin makes you really sleepy. That's the last time I slept well. But my doctor perscribed me codine for the pain (less of an oomf than vicodin) so I feel better.

The last time I was out of the house was on Wednesday. I guess I could run errands- I have my flu mask and everything. But I feel so fatigued that I just can't. I can barely eat. The most I've eaten is half a bowl of soup a day. At least mom bought some V8 fruit/fruit with veggie drinks so I can have some nutrients. I've been pretty much playing RO at home or sleeping.

This is all probably because of my chronic dermatitis. That just means I have the condition of dry skin...forever. The thing about skin is that it's the first barrier to disease (yay for biology.) Since I have eczema because of my dry skin, that barrier is dilapidating. I admit, I haven't taken much care of my skin lately due to stress and busy-ness, but everything is just so blah. And now I'm stuck with this.

The good news is that my mom finally called for the UV treatment for me. It's supposed to help with my dry skin somehow. I think she finally realized how bad things could get.

T.T
Wednesday, June 21, 1:04 am
"Fortune Faded" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers

Went to the doctor today. He doesn't exactly know what it is either, so he prescribe me a general antibiotic. He cultured it, so we'll see what is up. Didn't do much of anything else. It was certainly the first time in awhile I have gone out of house since this crazy illness. I asked for a flu mask though, and they gave me really cute ones that have smiley face stars that are each a different color. I think it's awesome.

I missed my period. I'm worried, even though I have no reason to be. I wish I were one of those people who always have their periods on time. Ever since I used the patch last year, my periods have been erratic. This sucks.

Does anyone want to make me a layout? I tried making an Ophelia one, but I decided to trash it. Haven't been inspired to do anything- layouts, poetry, not even lvling in RO or playing Alice.

Blah, Being Sick Sucks
Monday, June 20th, 11:22 pm
a truck outside

So, I stayed home today and pretty much slept. It's getting pretty hard to eat. My left cheek is pretty swollen. Mom doesn't think it's HSV 1 anymore and that it's the shingles. But it doesn't feel like the shingles or look like it, and plus the shingles usually inhabit my neck. She also thinks it could be staph, but I have seen staph and it's definitely not staph x.X

Reading the Count of Monte Cristo. It's way different from the movie, and way better. Man, the movie is so bad T.T I like Edmond Dantes a lot. He's awesome.

I like the Red Hot Chili Peppers a lot. I can't believe they're older than Nirvana. They sound more contemporary.

Chris, please come back.

Yeah
Sunday, June 19th, 8:56 pm
family laughing outside

The sky is beautiful. Everything is bathed in gold.

Yesterday, I got my hair cut. I don't like it. I went to a different place than usual. I'm a bit disappointed. Also when to a classmate of mine from middle school's hs graduation party. Ate and watched people play video games. I saw Jason. Meh. I met a guy that was studying to be a doctor (great another one.) But he actually made me feel better. He told me not to keep my eyes of the goal and don't give up and reminded me that I didn't need a 4.0 to be a doctor. As I left the house, I heard him whisper "good luck," and I nodded my head in reply. Afterwards, went to Ben's house for their party. Played the guitar, hugged his little brother, talked to his uncles and fell asleep in his arms.

Today, I went to urgent care because there was a bump near the left part of my lips. It was also hurting there the day before. Since I had done a presentation on Herpes Type 1 and Type 2, I thought it could be a forming cold sore. I was correct. Man, I saw the symptoms- malaise, cold, fever. In fact, I still have the fever. At least I have knowledge about it. But it's just a cold sore. I probably got it from a lot of factors: stress, cold, chapped lips (counts as trauma to the lip)...So yeah. Great. I asked mom to get me a flu mask ><

Oh yeah, I wrote a song the on guitar. It's about a peco knight who didn't name his peco. You'd probably only understand if you played RO ><

<3 <3 <3
Thursday, June 16th, 9:31 pm
"(Who Discovered) America" by Ozomatli

I heard her story from across the sea,
There was never one as fair, lovely as she.
With mocha skin and eyes of green,
With all kindness and grace of a queen.
I set sail into a cold, dark sky.
I had to see this beauty with my own eyes.
I crossed the ocean in a tiny ship
With her image in my mind and her name on my lips. I set.

Ah, America.
Ah, eh, ah.

I found her standing upon the shore.
She was everything I dreamed of and so much more.
I felt a love that I've never known
And I knew I had to make her my own.
She was light of the night. She was dark as the night.
I fell under her spell, couldn't tell right from wrong. I set.

Ah, America.
Ah, eh, ah.

She breathed new life inside of me.
A whole new world she gave to me.
Surrendered all she had to me,
Even silver and gold.
All she asked was my soul.

How could I've know I'd been hypnotized.
There was more to my queen than first met the eye.
She had a chain of lovers who died her slaves
With a notion of blood for every drop that she gave.
I never thought she could break my heart
but all her contradictions are tearing me apart.
The secret she hides.
The beauty she flaunts
She'll stop at nothing just to get what she wants.

Came back from the Sci-Fi Club party a few mins ago. It was exciting. Kinda. We played kick ball. Mai, Lindsay, Helen and I mooned the other team. We also unzipped our flies. It was graduates/seniors vs underclassmen. Played some Katamari and DDR. Watched Dungeons and Dragons. Psh.

My freshman English teacher emailed me a few nights ago. She left my sophomore year to go to Japan, where she is learning the healing and martial arts. She's going to New Zealand to do something about agriculture. She still has the black ribbon I gave her, but it's wearing down. She wears it all the time. She feels like it protects her. I didn't know what to say.

Ran a bunch of errands yesterday. Went to Fred Meyer, dropped off some of the thank you letters, picked up Sarah and went to Tower Records. Bought the Ozomatli's "Street Signs" and the best of the Red Hot Chili Peppers with gift card! Yeah!

It's raining tonight after a long time, so the roads were pretty slick. But I'm an Oregonian driver, so I KNOW HOW TO DRIVE IN THE RAIN UNLIKE SOME PEOPLE *coughcalifornianscough*

I cooked speghetti today for my parents since I wouldn't be home and my mom told me to. It was exciting.

I'm staring at my guitar, and I feel insanely inferior because 1) my fingers will hurt again and 2) I lost my capo. It's like staring at the piano except that I was better at the piano...much better. Shit, I could've been something. Could've. Haha. Oh well.

It feels like I keep pulling out on myself. When I'm starting to excel at something (voice, piano, tennis, volleyball,) my parents think I'm not interested anymore and make me stop. I guess it's good because I jumped into theatre, but still.

I also visited my old high school yesterday to finally retrieve my shoes from the President's Office (I left it there during Rose Festival Ambassador thing.) The last two times, she didn't know where it was and claimed her assistant must have it. Well, it wasn't there. So today I called her assistant, and guess what! She gave it away. Damnit, those were the only black strappy heals I have. Mom's gonna kick my ass.

Report card also arrived. Let's just say I didn't get as many A's as I wanted to/deserved. I could see her trying to say something optimistic, but all that came out was "what happened?" How could I describe what happened with AP English, Spanish and Math? Show her my blog entries? Everything was so damn ironic.

I'm half hoping that Beloit College won't teach me anything so I can go back to the west coast. But where would I go? No kick ass pre-medness in Oregon, University of Washington would drive me insane, and I am starting to strongly dislike California. But I'm half hoping Beloit College kicks ass because, I guess, a lot of the east coast schools look at it. And maybe I'll get to go to my dream med school - Johns Hopkins! *sighs* I don't know what will happen. Mew...

I'm starting to feel sleepy, but I really need to write more thank you notes >< And Ben hasn't called, which makes me sad.

Back Home
Sunday, June 13th, 11:28 pm
"Collide" by Howie Day

Left San Jose today around 7. Arrived around 8:30 pm. In between, my family and I stopped at a casino. Since I can't gamble, I sat in the lounge and played Alice. This one little boy kept watching me. It was great fun. Yay for chess pieces.

The "vacation" felt very tiring. Too much movement. My grandfather kept saying things like "if you went to Santa Clara, you could visit your uncle Eric" or "if you went to Santa Clara, you'd be so much closer." If you went to Santa Clara this, if you went to Santa Clara that. I wanted to scream.

Trying to learn the song "Collide" by Howie Day on the guitar, but I lost my capo =( So I can't. Rawr.

Bao called me tonight at 10. He invited me to go to dinner with his friends at Applebees. At first, I thought it was AJ calling (why are my hopes up?) but I was even more delighted to see it was Bao. He's such a sweetheart <3 <3 <3 He dyed his hair "platinum." He said he wanted to be different, so I suggested that he dye it blue. He said that was the plan. Omg, I <3 him muchly. It was so sweet of him to invite me ^^ Aawwww. But I declined because I Was writing thank you notes T.T Waaaaahhh...Bao! Maybe I'll have coffee with him tomorrow. <3 <3 <3

Yeah
Saturday, June 11th, 11:53 pm
"Martian Girl!" by The Aquabats

I can only play Alice so much in one day T.T I kinda wanna go back and talk to AJ, but my grandpa started freaking out. Hahaha. My cell phone is running out of batteries. I'm gonna look for the charger. Bao sent me a sexy picture of him. Rawr. He's so adorable ^^

Bwah, didn't find it. I'm really bored.

The Joy of Techies
Saturday, June 11th, 11:31 pm
TV outside the room

So, my grandma and all the other people went off to a casino. The graduate went bar hopping with colleagues. My grandpa and I stayed along with a handful of other people. I hung out with a 19 year old boy who was an actor. Hahaha. He goes to college in Michigan. We had a long discussion/argument about techies and actors. Of course, he took the actor side and I took the techie side. And if you know me, you know how much I love bashing actors. He claims he'll be a famous actor someday. Psh, he wouldn't even give me one of his monologues.

Been playing a lot of Alice here, since it's all I can really do without an internet connection. I guess I could work on another layout. Not.

In Sacremento, CA
Saturday, June 11th, 3:55 am
"(I Hate) Everything About You" by Three Days Grace

My uncle Jet tried to argue that you could compare Franz Ferdinand with Depeche Mode. Hahaha, no. There's no wireless connection in this house, so I can't really upload this blog atm. Ah well. More Alice for me. There's this really funny, dramatic guy in the poker game we're watching on the Travel Channel.

Now that a young member of our family became a doctor, it feels like there's a ton of pressure. Dude, I hate pressure. My grandfather keeps saying "will you reach this level?" and mom's all "in 8 years, Jade." Ack. It just feels weird because now I'm expected to be something. Surely, it's something I want to be, but I hate being expected to follow someone else's path and be successful.

In Stockton, CA
Friday, June 10th, 10:57 pm
"Collide" by Howie Day

Went to sleep at 4 am. Talked about guild stuff with Mitch and Rob. Woke up around 1 am. Took a shower. Ate breakfast, packed up. Family and I left for Sacramento. Arrived, hung out a bit with my mom's cousin. He's graduating from med school with his crazy doctorate. Now am at Stockton with an uncle from dad's side.

Just listening to a snippit of this song since I can't find the whole thing. I want to learn to play it on the guitar and sing it to a certain someone. There's a guitar here, but I'm sleepy and I have to wake up at 6.

In California
Friday, June 10th, 1:49 am
my grandma walking and getting into bed

At uncle's house in San Jose. Grandparents, parents and I left for Cali on Wednesday night. It's hell for me because I sit in the middle of the backseat for 12 hours on these drives. It's like "fuck." Visited relatives in Daly City. Played Mario Party 6 with cousins. Good stuff.

Grandma is sleeping on the air mattress besides me. It's kinda awkward. My grandpa is sleeping with my uncle. My uncle was going to sleep on the air mattress. But I guess not.

I Am Here to Talk About the Grad Party
Tuesday, June 7th, 8:02 pm
a Poporing hopping around in RO

Yeah. It was fun. I don't know where to start.

Going to the place was really loud. There was singing and screaming, seeing we are all girls. But it was loud. When we got there, we got a bag of stuff consisting of frosted animal crackers, sunglasses, a disposable camera, sailor hats (it's the theme,) coffee grounds, a toothbrush, and other stuff. Most of us ate first. There was bingo where you could win boxers and raffle tickets. Karaoke was interesting. Hahahahaha. Sarah, Beth and I sung to "Losing My Religion" by REM. It was awesome. Helen flung herself against the velcro wall. We shot some hoops and rode on the giant trikes. Got henna tattoos. Helen got a porcupine, Sarah got a dude with a mohawk and I got a phoenix (of course.) The person doing them didn't have any extra lemon juice so they probably won't stay on for longer than a week. We played Black Jack. Oh yeah. Kept kicking ass because our dealer, Nathan, was awesome and kept losing. Haha. He kept stealing other raffle tickets from other Black Jack tables for us. (Everything we did merited a raffle ticket, including winning Black Jack.) There was a hypnotist. Rosie was the best to watch. Oh man. Then there was a raffle. I won coffee grounds, a coffee cup and a $10 gift certificate to Bath & Body Works. I traded the gift certificate for one for World Market. But then another girl won something I wanted - a metal briefcase. So, I traded everything I had for that. Good stuff.

Got home at 5:30 am. Woke up. Dad came home at 4:30 and was like "is that what you're gonna wear? That's ok! Let's go?" and I'm all "WTF?" And that's when I found out about dinner. I took a shower and changed clothes in 15 mins. It was awesome. Went out with cousins and kids to Chinese.

Today, I brought mom to work. Went to wisdom teeth consultation. Went home. Picked up mom. Slept. Can't find my glasses. Makes me sad.

End of SMA
Sunday, June 5th, 6:26 pm
mom talking to her mom on the phone

Baccalaureate mass on Friday was awesome. I like Father Richard more than Father John only because he is older and more jolly. Apparently, he knows my family. I was one of the two people that organized the mass. It went well. There were a few trip-ups, but it didn't really matter. I served wine- I mean, the blood of Christ (I gotta figure out where I stand on that x.X) It was cool. I got to give it to a bunch of peers (Foluke being the first) and my mom. Haha, there was a funny scene with Pat and Ms. Rask. Katie C. and I were silently giggling on the side.

The next day (Saturday) was the luncheon my parents threw me in a nice Chinese restaurant. The owner, George, is awesome. He's also the acupuncturist for mom. 100 people showed up. There was a lot of food. Mai, Helen, Florence, Ryuu, Ben, Libby, Sarah, and Bronwen were there out of my direct posse. People made speeches about me and my family. It was kinda embarressing. My friends spoke, too. They were my favorites. Obviously. Sarah spoke about when we first met in the bathroom and was clinging to a kleenex box screaming "don't take away my Lucy." Helen talked about that when we first met, we had so many interests in common and then she went off to sports and I went off to theatre, but we still can always talk and we still have things in common. Ryuu talked about when I got my ears double-pierced and the punk guy and how the piercing place pierced everything ("no, really, everything. Like places you thought couldn't be pierced) and how I was really brave because I didn't scream when he put the needle in my ear. Mai also talked about the first time we met when she was a Freshman and arguing about what game was better. She liked Chrono Cross and I was like "Chrono Cross!" and glomped her and didn't let go for a very long time. Afterwards, Ben came over and played a little Katamari Damacy. Then he slept. Then my family and I dropped him off at his house and we went to my grandma's house where we talked about college, and later I played RO, then watched the beginning of my Uncle's ripped Episode II from the internet.

Today was graduation. It was joyous. I felt bored and unexcited. My family liked it because it was short, and our keynote speaker was direct and to the point. I wore my thespian honor's cord. I love it. I worked 4 bloody years for that thing. I almost lost it Friday but I saw it dangling by my tie in the closet. Well it's my Dad's tie. But it's too cool and crazy for him. Hehe. Anyhow, Dr. Mac was so adorable! She had her doctrate robe and her doctrate hat and she's was so cute! Sarah and I made our principal put on her hood for us. But it's not really a hood, it has a hole in the back. Cheeeeeeap. There was a lot of picture taking.

Afterwards, I was very tired. I wanted to go home and sleep. But no, there were more pictures. And...hey hey! A lunch. Went to Todai's with grandparents, uncles and aunt, family friends, etc. It made me think of Shun T.T I wore my thespian cord because I fucking love that thing. Then went home. Slept. Woke up at 6. Gotta go to grad party tonight. Oh yeah.

I have "Seasons of Love" from Rent stuck in my head because that's one of the two songs the Marians (school choir) sung at graduation.

Recap
Wednesday, June 1st, 9:40 pm
"Everything is Everything" by Phoenix

So, last Thursday was hell. I lost my binder that morning, so I went to school without it. In Spanish, we had to turn in an assignment worth 50 points. It was cool because I had done it and the teacher knew I had done it, too. I thought she could accept it during lunch (I went home and got it,) but she still wouldn't even though it was a few hours late. She argued that accepting it wouldn't be fair to the others because she would have to accept theirs, too, and she knew that a few of them would do it during class or before lunch. She says she knew that I didn't, but it still wasn't fair. I understood, but I had spouted tears twice that day because of the Spanish thing. My grade went down from an A to a C. So I had to take the final.

Yeah, Thursday was bad. I cried two more times. Once over Ben because he didn't call and another time over remembering someone else. I must have been hypersensitive that day.

Stuff happened Friday, Saturday and Sunday. But do I remember? No. Probably the most amusing thing was a young man asking me out to dinner while we were driving on Broadway. His and my windows were down, so we started talking. It was interesting. Of course I didn't accept >> But he said it so politely and casually that I probably would of. But I didnt xP

Today was hell. The biology final was all "wtf?" Everyone in Dr. Mac's class was whacked out. You have no idea. But the history final was easy. In fact, all my other finals were quite easy. Probably because I Was close to an A in a lot of them, so I knew my stuff alright.

Yeah...So yesterday, Mrs. H found me today and told me that I hadn't turned in my annotated bibliography. We had both forgotten. So she was gracious enough to accept whatever was in my school computer, which was 1 bibliography out of the needed 5. I knew I was in trouble when I felt her fingers running through my hair and her saying "Jade Jade Jade..." Then she told me how she was a social butterfly in college and high school and procrastinated all the time, and didn't pick herself up until grad school, and how she didn't want me to make the same mistake. Grah. So, when I went home, I got the rest of them and printed them out. Today, I went to her to see if I could. She argued the same thing as my Spanish teacher- other people had turned in incomplete stuffs and she would have to seek them out again if she accepted my bibliographies. I said I understood, because well, I did. I was proud of myself because I didn't cry until I asked what she thought about my presentation. Talk about change of attitude. She said "it was great!" And proceeded to tell me what I kicked ass at and what I could've expanded on. Apparently, I would have had a high B if it weren't for the bibliography fiasco. Yeah, that put me to tears. I felt really bad because Mrs. H is going through a hard time and I didn't want her to see me crying, so I told her not to look at me because she was getting all sad. She said she would see how it affected my overall grade and tweak it if necessary. Oh yeah, my presentation is now a D+.

Umm, there's good news! I applied to Powell's Books, Chipotle, and EB Games. We'll see how that goes. Sapphire aka: Kathryn aka: Ali from Home Sweet Home gave me a graduation present. It's a necklace with a pretty stone that has the "home" Chinese character. I tell people it says "fuck you." She's such a sweetheart.

Uhmm...other good things. Hanging out in senior hall isn't that bad. It's not that crowded anymore, and studying with Jen can be pretty exciting.

Look what I grabbed from Caitlin's LJ.

( ) smoked a cigarette
( ) smoked a cigar.
( ) smoked a joint
( ) crashed a friend's car
( ) stolen a car
(x) been in love
(x) been dumped
(x) shoplifted (a piece of candy when I was 5)
( ) been fired
( ) been in a fist fight
(x) snuck out of my parent's house (temporarily >>)
(x) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back
( ) been arrested
(x) made out with a stranger
() gone on a blind date
(x) lied to a friend
() had a crush on a teacher
(x) been to Europe
(x) skipped school (to write a paper!)
( ) seen someone die
( ) had a crush on one of your myspace friends
(x) been to Canada
(x) been to Mexico
(x) been on a plane
( ) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show (I would've if the other group hadn't fucked up Prom night last year)
( ) thrown up in a bar
( ) purposely set a part of myself on fire
(x) eaten Sushi (teriyaki sushi <3)
() been snowboarding
(x) met someone in person from the internet
(x) been moshing at a concert (well, I got stuck in the middle of one)
( ) been in an abusive relationship
(x) taken painkillers
(x) love someone or miss someone right now
(x) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
(x) made a snow angel
(x) had a tea party
(x) flown a kite
(x) built a sand castle
(x) gone puddle jumping
(x) played dress up
(x) jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) gone sledding
(x) cheated while playing a game
(x) been lonely
(x) fallen asleep at work/SCHOOL
( ) used a fake id (damn your Rasputina)
(x) watched the sun set
(x) felt an earthquake
(x) touched a snake
(x) slept beneath the stars
(x) been tickled
( ) been robbed
(x) been misunderstood
(x) petted a reindeer/goat
(x) won a contest
(x) run a red light
( ) been suspended from school
(x) been in a car accident
(x) had braces
(x) felt like an outcast
(x) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
(x) had deja vu
( ) danced in the moonlight
(x) hated the way you look (haha pimples ><)
(x) witnessed a crime (yay for hold ups)
(x) pole danced (all the time, baby)
( ) been obsessed with post-it notes
( ) squished barefoot through the mud
(x) been lost
(x) been to the opposite side of the country
(x) swam in the ocean
(x) felt like dying
(x) cried yourself to sleep
( ) played cops and robbers
(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
(x) sung karaoke
(x) paid for a meal with only coins
( ) messed around with someone of the same-sex
(x) messed around with someone of the opposite sex
(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't
(x) made prank phone calls when you were younger
( ) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
(x) caught a snowflake on your tongue
(x) danced in the rain
(x) written a letter to Santa Claus
( ) been kissed under the mistletoe
(x) watched the sun rise with someone you care about
(x) blown bubbles
(x) made a bonfire on the beach
( ) crashed a party
(x) gone rollerskatin'
(x) had a wish come true
( ) humped a monkey
(x) worn pearls
( ) jumped off a bridge
(x) screamed penis in public
( ) ate dog/cat food
(x) told a complete stranger you loved them (thank you, I love you!)
(x) kissed a mirror
(x) sang in the shower
(x) have a little black dress
( ) had a dream that you married someone
(x) glued your hand to something
( ) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole
( ) kissed a fish
(x) worn the opposite sex's clothes
(x) been a cheerleader (go 2nd grade!)
(x) sat on a roof top
(x) screamed at the top of your lungs
( ) done a one-handed cartwheel
(x) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(x) stayed up all night
(x) didn't take a shower for a week
(x) picked and ate an apple right off the tree
(x) climbed a tree
( ) had a tree house
( ) are scared to watch scary movies
( ) believe in ghosts
( ) have more than 30 pairs of shoes
( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say
( ) gone streaking
( ) played ding-dong-ditch
(x) played chicken (body chicken!)
(x) pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on
(x) been told you're beautiful by a complete stranger
( ) broken a bone
(x) been easily amused
( ) caught a fish then ate it
(x) caught a butterfly
(x) laughed so hard you cried
(x) cried so hard you laughed
( ) mooned someone
(x) had someone moon/flash you
(x) cheated on a test (oh, 2nd grade health class)
( ) have a Britney Spears CD
(x) forgotten someone's name
(x) slept naked
( ) French braided someone's hair
( ) grown a beard
( ) belong to the KKK.
( ) rule at life. (fuck you.)

I Love My Don Quijote Essay
Wednesday, May 25th, 11:07 pm
"Donde se Fueron" by Ozomatli

So much that I've decided to post it. A- baby. It's all corrected and such by the teacher. I guess I could provide a translation. Maybe. Sure, why not. I'm bored. Some of the translated parts are odd because 1) Spanish > English is odd or 2) I forgot what I said or what it means. Hehe.

Mucha de la gente piensa que Don Quijote es loco porque las novelas describen las acciones de Don Quijote y las vistas de las personas en el libro. Ellos son la razón del mundo de Don Quijote. Naturalmente, mucha de la sociedad que leer Don Quijote toma el partido de los personajes de la razón en la novela y creer que él es loco. Pero, según dictionary.com, la primera definición de locura es <> No creo que Don Quijote sea loco porque no tiene enfermedades mentales y tiene una imaginación muy activa. Porque Don Quijote es diferente, la idea de su loco es la reacción típica de la gente en la sociedad.

Many people think that Don Quijote is crazy because the novels describe the actions of Don QUijote and the views of the people in the book (as crazy.) They (the people in the book) are the reason of Don Quijote's world. Naturally, much of society that reads Don Quijote takes sides with the people of reason in the novel and believe that Don QUijote is crazy. But, according to dicionary.com, the first definition of insanity is "persistant mental illness or derangement." I don't believe that Don Quijote is crazy because he doesn't have mental illnesses and has an active imagination. Because Don Quijote is different, the idea of his craziness is the typical reaction of society's people.

Don Quijote no escucha las voces, no tiene muchas personalidades, y no es maníaco-depresivo. Algunos discuten que Don Quijote mira ilusiones- una síntoma de una enfermedad mental. No creo que él vea ilusiones. Él tiene una imaginación fuerte que abruma los personas con su entusiasmo. En el ánimo del momento, Don Quijote ignora la confusión o razón del mirón. Este juego es característico de los niños, pero es extraño porque Don Quijote es viejo y debe tener más experiencia de vivir en el mundo ideal y falso. Él interrumpe la paz de cada día con cosas poquitos. Por ejemplo: Don Quijote espanta un barbero, trata de luchar los molinos del viento (¡que difícil!,) y más. El mejor daño durante las aventuras es los pellejos del vino. Los pellejos del vino son expensivos y el pasadero pierde mucho dinero. Es posible que Don Quijote sepa que la princesa era falsa (ella no es parte de su juego) y se rebeló contra sus captores (la mujer, Sancho Panza, y el pasadero) para escapar sin romper el juego.

Don Quijote doesn't hear voices, doesn't have many personalities, and isn't manic-depressive. Some argue that Don Quijote sees illusions- a symptom of a mental illness. I don't believe they are illusions. He has a strong imagination that overwhelms the people with his enthusiasm. In the spirit of the moment, Don QuUijote ingores the confusion or reason of the onlooker. This game is characteristic of children's, but it's strange because Don Quijote is old and should have more experience of living in the ideal and false world. He interrupts the peace of every day with small things. For example: Den Quijote scares a barber, tries to fight with windmills (how difficult!) and more. The most damage during the adventures are the hides of wine. The hides of wine are expensive and the inn keeper loses much money. It's possible that Don Quijote knew the princess was false (she is not part of his game) and rebelled against his captors (the woman, Sancho Panza and the inn keeper) to escape without ruining the game.

Don Quijote es único en un mundo de personas normales y que tienen razones. Él tiene el corazón valiente para seguir sus sueños. Muchas personas no tienen el privilegio ni oportunidad de hacer sus metas. Él quiere ser un caballero y no tiene miedo de lo que sociedad diga sobre sus aventuras. Porque él se desvía del estilo de vida normal no es un motivo para pensar que Don Quijote es loco. El sueño del Don Quijote parece extraño porque no hay más caballeros y no existen hechiceros ni gigantes. Su imaginación está vivia y él tiene mucho gusto de la vida. Don Quijote toma los riesgos cuando otras personas son avergonzados o tienen miedo de la opinión de la sociedad. Vivir sus sueños no es una síntoma de la locura.

Don Quijote is unique in a world of normal people and that have reason. He has the valient heart to follow his dreams. Many people don't have the priviledge or opportunity to make their goals. He wants to be a knight and doesn't fear what society says about his adventures. Because he deviates from the normal lifestyle is not a motive to think Don Quijote is crazy. Don Quijote's dream seems strange because there aren't anymore knights and wizards or giants don't exist. His imagination is alive and he has much pleasure of life. Don Quijote takes risks when other people are embaressed or are afraid of society's opinion. To live your dreams is not a symptom of craziness.

Don Quijote no es loco porque no tiene enfermedades mentales y está marcado con <> porque sociedad no acepta sus sueños. Los viejos son esperados que tienen mentes muy gastados, pero Don Quijote tiene aventures igual de un caballero joven. Es verdad que las aventures no son perfectas, but Don Quijote usa su imaginación que supera cosas ordinarias y transforma en cosas de las aventuras. Una imaginación sana es una mente sano. Es mejor que los mentes inactivas y conformada. El mensaje de Don Quijote es que no tenga miedo para seguir sus sueños.

Don Quijote is not crazy because he doesn't have mental illnesses and is marked with "crazy" because society doesn't accept his dreams. Old people are expected to have minds (gastados?), but Don Quijote has adventures equal to a young knight. It's true his adventures aren't perfect, but Don Quijote uses his imagination to surpass ordinary things and transform in things of his adventures. A healthy imagination is a healthy mind. It's better than inactive and conforming minds. The message of Don Quijote is don't be afraid to follow your dreams.

So shyeah
Friday, May 27th, 9:31 pm
"The Authority Song" by Jimmy Eat World

Yesterday, as you noticed on my LJ, I had a busy night last night. Went with mom to her acupuncture. I played American McGee's Alice. I love that game. Then when to this European shop and I bought a pastry (of course.) Got home late and worked on Spanish paper. I argued that Don Quijote wasn't crazy and that he had an active imagination and society just looked down on him because he was different and had different ideals. So, yeah. I finished around 2 am.

Libby, Rosie, Megan and Jessie asked me to accompany them on piano for the song "For Good" from the musical, Wicked. They gave me the music yesterday, and it was like "blah." It's a beautiful piece, so I regretted letting it go when I asked Mr. Hobson to play in place of me. They were a bit dissappointed, but understood. I'll give them flowers on Friday as an apology.

Today, I picked up Sarah and we went to Safeway and then got bubble tea. We came home and she beat two star thingies of for me while I cleaned up the kitchen. Then she watched me play Alice. Afterwards, we went to our high school awards night. I got my thespian honor cord and a presidential award. Behind the award was a "letter" from President Bush. It amused us greatly.