Days of My Life

to 2007. This will be the last post. Of the year. It's not like I have any other choice; today is December 31st, and usually, this day marks the end of yet another year. I can't make this the second to last post, because that would have been yesterday's. If I'm not making any sense at this moment, then...don't mind me. A year sounds long, but it truly isn't. So boringly little, yet so invigoratingly much happens in the course of 365 days, or, as in 2004's case, 366 days. What is there to celebrate about every January 1st, anyway? What is such the big deal with the "ball dropping" in a city about a thousand miles away? Again, pretentious. Okay, next topic. I have a feeling that the last post of the year ought to be out of the ordinary. (Sometimes I don't get how "out of the ordinary" and "extraordinary" mean...something different. If a matter is out of the ordinary, then doesn't it mean that it's ordinary, because it

I'll do it tomorrow. The next day: I'll get to it tomorrow. And it's yesterday's tomorrow: Ah, tomorrow . Etc, etc. It's always TOMORROW. Many of the things we should do today are constantly pushed to tomorrow. Yet when the next day comes, we use another tomorrow. But what if today's tomorrow or tomorrow's tomorrow doesn't come? Oh well? For some things, that's fine, but for others, it's just not. One of the things that I really hate (and I hate a lot of things ... and people--though not as many now as before) is when others think that they know me so dagnabbit well but freaking don't. Seriously, I get extremely peeved when I try to tell someone that I'm like this or that, but then the counterpart disagrees ! What the heck is that all about, huh?! You got beef? Go roast it or something! I think I know well how I am, so don't go telling me that I'm not how I tell you I am. Unless you don't want to talk anymore, then fine! D

I just felt like posting this up, as well. written Monday, December 24, 2007 in the middle of the night Novel Essay: Prompt 1 In a well-developed essay, convince the reader Henry has or has not developed from youth to manhood in the course of his war adventures. After his few days in battle, Henry Fleming gradually develops from a foolish, impressionable teenager into a wiser, more experienced young man. Throughout his time in the camp and as a part of the army, Henry goes through growth on many different levels. From his very first figment of imagination of Greek heroes to his first and last battle on the field, the youth evolves from a crawling caterpillar to a fluttering butterfly. As a teenager, Henry is, to begin with, highly impressionable and extremely foolish. He hears of all the town gossip and sees the headlines in the local newspapers; the thought that war is a glorious matter begins to cement in his mind in addition to the Greek heroes he has learned about and so much want

Now that I've thought about it, tomorrow's recital is quite pretentious. I mean, really. You practice your song for however long, get better but not necessarily good at it, then you get up "onstage" and play it for others who don't even know or care about you to hear, and you take an awkward bow. How pre -freaking- tentious is that? ( sigh ) I don't care anymore. I had to think about and look for a "nice" outfit to wear tomorrow, and I decided to purposely look semi-casual, just to have an air of " I don't care ". Wow, now that I've actually put that into writing, it seems kind of mean. But it's how I feel. The song I'm going to play is so meaningless, other than the fact that it's one of my exam songs in March. Because I'm not going to play the second part afterall, everything's just a repetition. Which would sound all the more boring to the audience. But then again, as I said previously, they don't really

Unfortunately, I did not come up with that title myself. It's the name of a song that I just found and fell in love with :) It's by Yellowcard, by the way. This morning, I woke up before 10 (a surprise, yes) and began to do work for Deca. My battle buddy and I were working on one thing for about four hours, so one must be able to imagine how utterly, excruciatingly bored I was. I had to literally sit there for hours . But hey, we got studying done, though after about five long hours, we still have more to go. Gee, I sure can't wait for that. So basically, I've spent this whole day, the whole time I've been awake, anyway, on the computer. About six hours and twenty-five minutes at THIS VERY MOMENT. Hmm, I realize that I like being home alone on a chilly, dark day. I focus better when I'm alone, and I feel more...obligated, I guess you could say, to work and get things done. Though, honestly, the only thing I've done today is, again, sit right at the computer

to come up with a new, attention-grabbing title for each post. Though, one could simply number their posts, but then that'd be utterly boring and even less attention-grabbing. I truly miss Sunday, December 23, 2007 . It was just four days ago, but it feels like it's been a whole year already. The vivid details and imagery have faded; only the big ideas remain. The barbecue was incredibly...not necessarily fun, but I'll give it that anyway. It was probably the best day of the year for me. It was amazing, despite any little problems on the way and afterward. Simply, truly amazing. I didn't realize until about twenty hours later that it was my sweet sixteen "celebration". And I must say, it was sweet, indeed. There were three cakes! And of course, some fun-filled caking. I kept saying for two days that if I could, I would go back to that day and live it all over again. I'm pretty sure that this is the first time that I have ever wanted to go back to a day of

is a really good show! I've been watching it all day today...and have done absolutely no work at all, not to mention home work. "Homework" is quite an oxymoron, because "home" and "work" are two opposite things....Huh. So, today, I bumped into an..."old friend." Not literally, and it's not like we spoke or anything. But it was nice to see him. The last time we saw each other was probably in August or something. Once upon a time, we were buddy-buddies. Haha. It's nice. My cousin gave me a Christmas card and a birthday card today. That was a nice, as well. (Though, I'm turning 16 , not 15, Daisy! Still, if you're reading this, thank you :) I am totally being a lazy bum. I really have to get up and work. Blah. I love how small gestures can make people happy. It makes me happy that they make others happy. And with little effort, too! A line from Ugly Betty just ran through my mind: (father kidding to son about the mother): "

It is so dark today! It's now 12:17 p.m., and there is no sign at all of the sun. But (at least) it's not raining...Not that I dislike the rain. It's just that the rain is rather inconvenient when one plans to go out...Not that I have any plans to go out... I have been and still will be doing notes for history... Yesterday and today, I've been watching lots of Dream Street videos on YouTube. For those of you who don't know, Dream Street is... was a boyband from. Hmm. SIX, probably SEVEN years ago. They're all grown up now! I love their songs. Okay, this is a rather pointless "entry", whatever. Here's a little something to ponder: The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree: the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other. -Burton Hillis

A Walk to Remember I love that movie. I finished watching it at approximately 5 p.m. And my eyes still hurt from crying. I LOVE that movie!!! So darn much. It's by Nicholas Sparks, who also wrote The Notebook . Hmm... I LOVE A WALK TO REMEMBER . It'd be almost a dream come true to live that storyline...(except for the leukemia part, but everything has its ups and downs). Seriously, my eyes hurt. I was suppressing my sobs while watching it. Though I usually don't. But, yeah. Christmas is only six days away. And I'm sixteen. You know, I can barely even get used to the fact that I'm fifteen. It always takes me at least a few months to remember that I just turned ___ years old. Time flies by so quickly that sometimes, it doesn't really matter how much of it has passed. I admit, I've been procrastinating. I have a ton of homework to do and get done, but all I've been doing is sitting at the computer, watching videos on YouTube or just watching movies...or ju

Tomorrow is the first official day of Winter Break. I'd much rather be at school. Well, not at this time, but I'd much rather be at school than stay home the whole day, sitting at the computer, doing absolutely nothing. I have a ton of homework to do, and it turns out that I have to start the chemistry assignment soon, because we have to grow crystals! It sounds interesting. But utterly boring. I haven't said "I'm bored" in a very long time. Know why? I'll tell you why. It's because this whole time, I've had to be doing homework or something school-related, and as long as I have something to do, I'm not bored. Today, sure, I had tons of stuff to do, but hey. I didn't do anything. Hence, the boredom. I get headaches when I'm bored. I watch a movie, go to the computer, stay at the computer, and my eyes start to become tired, and BAM. I have a headache. I think I got sick today, too. Well, actually, I did get sick. I suppose my first &quo

I'm feeling extremely sleepy right now. I've been organizing my...crap for the past hour. After this, I need to study for tomorrow's workshop. Today was the last school day of the year! So fast... For the next three weeks, instead of winter break, I'll be having winter break down . My plans: 1) study, 2) do homework, 3) study, 4) practice piano, 5) study, 6) practice piano, and 7) study. So, to condense it all: study and do homework (whether it be for school or for...piano). Speaking of condensing, I actually understood the unit that we just finished working on in chemistry class. It's called "Modern Atomic Structure." It's pretty fun. But I'm just saying that because I understand it. If I didn't, then I'd totally despise it. The unit exam today went pretty well, as not-so-far as I could tell. The math test right afterward, however, was just plain horrible. There were three word problems, and because I haven't done the last assignment y

until I can be rid of these retarded retainers for the daytime. I highly doubt that anyone is going to take me seriously with my partially impaired speech due to these retarded retainers. Ugh. At this moment, in lieu of being at piano lesson, I'm at home. I've a lot of homework to do and get done. Which isn't very nice to think about. What more can I say today...? Hmm. I want to (learn to) play Apologize by One Republic someday. Youtube! Haha. Okay, I shall now put an end to this senseless nonsense.

Yesterday's show was far from what I had expected. As in, light years far far away from my expectations. Light years. It started at 7:30, and we got there at around 8. Parking was $7. Then the tickets were $15 each, and there were four of us. When we went in, I was ASTONISHED. In a bad way. It was a bar-club ! Like, what the freaking fack? Everyone there was... coupled with someone else. Well, they were all twenty-something year-olds with nothing to do on a Friday night but go to a ridiculously pathetic "club". And the performers on stage weren't even Secondhand Serenade! So we just stood there in the back like freaking fools. And within a minute, I recognized that the guy right in front of us at the "souvenir stand" was JOHN VESELY, a.k.a. Secondhand Serenade. I was only pretty sure, so we were trying to make sure. So finally, we made a decision to leave, because that place was SO OVERRATED. And SO NOT OUR SCENE. We were the youngest ones there! Although

It's cold. It's actually cold. That's nice. Usually at this time, I'd be doing volunteer work (such an oxymoron), but I opted to stay home and "study", which I clearly have not begun doing yet. There's a Secondhand Serenade concert tonight at the Knitting Factory on Hollywood Boulevard or somewhere around there. I'm going! Yay! I mean, I don't have tickets or anything yet...but I'm expecting that they haven't sold out yet... Hopefully. So it'll most likely be another late night tonight. Then tomorrow's workshop day, which is the reason why I have to study (after this). I'm currently consistently listening to With You by Chris Brown. I love that song. Hmm, I guess that's all for today. Or, just for now.

...of all the homework I should do, and all the studying I have to do and get done. ALL the studying. Excessive amounts of information. ...I began this at 9:40, and I've "paused" until...now, 11:47. And I'm still not quite done with homework yet. Oh, joy. My eye is closing on me... That's not too good.

I haven't heard that song in a while. I'm listening to it now. Today was pretty uneventful. It was pretty hot, though, for a December day...Quite strange, but oh well. Variation's nice. I have a feeling that this post is going to be a highly, excruciatingly boring, bland one. Keep reading. Maybe something exciting will happen. Maybe fireworks will spark. I came across a fantastically excellent essay about half an hour ago: http://www.layouth.com/modules.php?op=modload&name=Issue&action=IssueArticle&aid=2167&nid=75 . It's REALLY REALLY GOOD. I wonder if this promoting/advertising thing is allowed...I would think so, but anyway . Exactly three more weeks until C H R I S T M A S . How quickly time runs. Like the speed of...light. Actually, I think light is time. In both scientific and philosophical senses. But I really don't feel like getting into detail right now. Think about it. Ha, how hypocritical of me. I don't want to think but I'm telli

how long this posting everyday thing lasts. I've just finished a really bad essay on Fahrenheit 451 . Now I need to do math homework (which, again, I [still] do not understand) and get ahead of chemistry. And read some more. I really want to finish Fahrenheit , though. I really really do. Although I already know the ending and stuff from reading Sparknotes and BookRags (for the sake of the essay). So, we're playing fullcourtbasketball in physical education class. It's so lame. We SUCK. And people...ugh. That class is so aggravating. I don't have anything pressing to say right now. Maybe later, when I'm working. Haha.

I can save you I can take you away from here So lonely inside So busy out there And all you wanted Was somebody who cares... All You Wanted by Michelle Branch :) Because I did absolutely nothing on Friday and yesterday, I have plenty to do today. Great job, me. I'm four-timing my books! That hasn't happened in a while. I am currently reading The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway for English, The Red Badge of Courage by Stephen Crane for Deca, Sixteen by Megan McCafferty (almost done!) for my own pleasure, and Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury for my mother's English class, which includes a paper that is due tomorrow, which means I have to finish the whole book by today. The latter is a pretty good book so far. At first, it was really mysterious and enigmatic, somewhat frightening for me, but only because I was reading it last night. But I love the way the writer describes everything so vividly! Such as, "The trees overhead made a great sound of letting down the

of December today is. I've just finished watching the tenth episode of Gossip Girl . It made me cry. That episode is SO GOOD. So very good. It's the best one so far! It was a Thankgiving episode, though why it wasn't shown last week, the day before Thanksgiving, I don't know. Regardless, it's FANTASTIC, BRILLIANT. I love it!! At first, everyone's together. Then, all the families are all messed up; everything's ruined. At the very end, everybody rejoices! I can't wait until the next one! I was supposed to do something productive during the past hour and a half, but I'll start after this. I can't believe it's already December. Everything is going and coming by so quickly. Sometimes it's hard to actually thoroughly absorb it all. Nothing much to say today...for now. This is definitely one of the most boring posts here.