Days of My Life

Oh, my, this Jim Stevens dude has won $140,600 over a six-day period on "Jeopardy"... And he's only a math teacher! I suppose that one shouldn't underestimate math teachers anymore. Not this one, anyway. I wonder what Larissa Kelly did with all her winnings. I love consistencies such as these. It is actually quite calming to know that despite everything else, some things just don't change. Not that change isn't good. I am totally open to it. What kinds of categories are these, anyway? Goodness. The weather has again succeeded to elucidate to us its craziness. I mean, what else would you call an entire week of gloomy rainfall followed by several days of extreme coldness, and then by a few days of spring warmth? Geez. I don't mind yesterday and today's weather, though, due to its convenience. By that, I mean that I can go run anytime I want (or not). While my sister and I were running earlier, I asked her how many days in a row we have run, and she said

The first thing that I thought to write: people lie too much. It's such a shame how deceitfully human beings behave. I mean, self interest most certainly does play a significant role, but must deceit also creep in and interfere and sometimes even overtake? Shame, shame, shame... Oh, well, we all have to live with it in one way or another. Furthermore, if you're going to get over it sooner or later, why not sooner? Earlier, I watched a bit of "Sound of Music". It seemed un-vaguely familiar, and then my sister reminded me that we had watched it a few years ago but I did not like it. Well, now I do. But too bad my parents got home and totally changed the channel. Therefore, now I cannot watch it anymore! And it was getting good, too. The "captain" was starting to fall for the "governess"! Dagnabbit. So the other day, my sister contracted the cold from one of our baby cousins. Twas the afternoon of Christmas day while we were over at their home watchin

Have you heard that this year is going to be one second longer than the however many past years? Well, it is, so on Wednesday the 31st, remember to stop your clock for one second just prior to the break of the new year, 2009. Here it is more eloquently and factually written: Wait a second. The start of next year will be delayed by circumstances beyond everyone's control. Time will stand still for one second on New Year's Eve , as we ring in the New Year on that Wednesday night. As a result, you'll have an extra second to celebrate because a " Leap Second " will be added to 2008 to let a lagging Earth catch up to super-accurate clocks. By international agreement, the world's timekeepers, in order to keep their official atomic clocks in step with the world's irregular but gradually slowing rotation, have decreed that a Leap Second be inserted between 2008 and 2009. The extra second, ordered by the wor

One should not say "Merry Christmas." Rather, it's "Happy Holidays." Hence, happy holidays to you all. Okay, Merry Christmas, too. My mother, sister and I were supposed to go "yum cha," but we ended up not doing so because my mother did not feel like going out and waiting in the rain, not that it is even raining that much. Oh, well. She went out to buy noodles, and I just finished eating lunch...or breakfast, whichever. Currently, I am doing this and watching the Suns v. Spurs game, which is getting good. The Spurs missed like, five shots in a row in the very beginning, and now they are four points away from tying. And then the Celtics and Lakers afterward! Yay! A Christmas gift for basketball fans, the news people called it yesterday. And indeed it is. So now I can legally watch rated R movies, not that I ever get to watch movies, what with my paranoid mother (bless her) always assuming that the large screens are going to suck our eyesight right out o

me (11:32:39 PM) : so chandler and joey are looking at the phone bill. me (11:32:51 PM) : and joey (the dumb one) says, "our phone bill costs so much?!" me (11:33:10 PM) : and chandler (who's moving out and is teaching joey how to pay the bills) says, "no, that's our phone number." D (11:34:29 PM) : NATURAL DISASTER PLANS earthquake: stop drop and roll fire: hide under a table and cover your head tornado: go to higher grounds tsunami: lay low on the ground hurricane: go closer to the eye not farther Follow these steps correctly and you'll live (I guarantee it) D (11:30:23 PM) : SUPPOSEDLY we are getting a storm D (11:30:24 PM) : o.o D (11:30:41 PM) : it must mean cindy is playing in the bathtub me (11:30:47 PM) : hahahahahah me (11:34:32 PM) : what is up with your stealing my spotlight these days =\ R (11:34:43 PM) : lol R (11:34:48 PM) : i have to have some somehow R (11:34:52 PM) : hahahaha that sentence was weird R (11:27:16 PM): sl

No, this isn't my last entry here. Apparently, my last entry was on the seventh, which was about two weeks ago? Yes, nearly two weeks ago. How the time flies (why do I get the feeling I spelled that last word incorrectly?). Currently 5:38 P.M. and I am half-watching the Lakers vs. Heat game on channel nine (finally, a channel accessible to me) and half wondering what I will do for the rest of the night considering that my sister isn't home and my mother will be accompanying her and her little friends around eight. Subsequently, I will have two hours to myself. Yay, time. Oh, and I am only "half-watching" because I rarely ever get excited or enthused until the second half. and it's a tie. This reminds me that I have not touched a basketball in a long while. Or any ball, at that... Pertaining to sports, duh. Until about ten minutes ago, Luke Walton played for...a few minutes, seemingly. I realize now that he does not possess very good basketball skills/ characterist

Nearly a month has passed since I last did this. Well, actually, it's probably been more like two weeks or so. I would not know, considering that I myself haven't looked at the calendar in weeks upon weeks. How do I survive that, you ask? I don't know, actually, but I know that I have my ways. Anyway, today was just plain... Allow me to divulge my day with you (whomever you may be). I woke up at 4:36 A.M., a time completely unconstitutional at which to wake up for a teenager who is regularly deprived of sleep. I mean, what kind of a psychotic freak wakes up at such a ridiculous time on a Sunday? To go run 13.1 miles, no less! Apparently, 3200 students today did. Fascinating, eh? Too bad I'm claustrophobic. Actually, no, that did not even cross my mind today. Not once, surprisingly, but I don't think that that is a bad thing, so I won't complain. To start off with, the students met at the bus stop at 5:25 and we departed approximately ten or fifteen minutes later

Looks like the real weather is finally coming in. Cold, cloudy, windy..., dark. Beyonce is on the Ellen DeGeneres show right now, and she is performing one of the songs on her new album. Sounds quite nice to me. I belive that this is the first time I have ever seen her dressed so...professionally. In other words, appropriately. And her hair is up in a ponytail. How cool is that? I mean, that she looks so spiffy. Perhaps that's the look that accompanies "Sasha Fierce"? Oh, my. She's crying as she is singing this song. Why? It's nice, though, because it only means that what she sings comes from the heart; it conveys her passion. She's still crying! Aw, what a performance. Thanksgiving arrives in, well, after tomorrow. Do you know what that means? The end of yet another month is fast approaching! sigh. Time, time, time. Seriously, though, one day, I want to just get a clock and hold it in my hands just so I can say that I have a lot of time on my hands and liter

I really ought to be somewhere else right now. Instead, I am at home, longing to be at that someplace else with a whole bunch of somebody elses...one in particular, I suppose you may have already inferred. What a rush, what a rush. I think that I shall be doing quite a bit of writing tonight, considering that I don't have that much homework this weekend. (Note to self...or you can remind me this, too: English essay!) Actually, putting that note to self seems quite senseless since I never really read my own blog anyway. Well, sometimes I glance at it just to see what has happened over the past however ong it's been since the last blog or whatever I am saying right now. I don't even want to be home now. I want to be out! Seriously, though, what kind of a teenager stays at home all the time? Even one of my cousins, who "doesn't even like going outside," goes out every once in a while. Granted, he goes out for the purpose of an income, but still. I don't think

Why is decision making so difficult, anyway? Goodness. It is currently a quarter to four in the afternoon, and I just thought that I would take a couple of minutes (and then some, as we all probably already know) to do this because as I was eating yogurt (blueberry, yum) a few minutes ago, it occurred to me how much time has passed since I last did this. About a week plus a few days. If you care to know. Seriously, though, life is hard. I mean, the concept and principle of it is deceivingly simple. But the seemingly, deceivingly "little things" in it... Gosh. What a rip-off. I would like to file a complaint to the deities up or down wherever they may reside (or not). And here I thought that I wasn't going to have much homework today because I had been working on chemistry and only chemistry the entire day yesterday. No joke. Yes, it surprised me, too. And now, I have to do more chemistry (which I don't mind), math (which will undoubted take a long, long time consideri

Not once again, really. More like "finally." My sincere apologies for boring you with, well, nothing. My excuse is, as always, that I have been busy with a plethora of matters, and apparently, this has not been one of them. Oh, well. I'm here now, aren't I? Let us make the best of this. First off, I am so tired now. Not even tired, actually. My eyes are tired, and my head hurts (notice I didn't say that I have a headache), both of which have been occurring frequently lately. Solution: sleep. sigh . If only! My legs are going to be so sore tomorrow; nine miles today. Nine point something, I don't care too much at the moment to do exact calculations; all I know for sure is 15K (kilometers?), which, if you don't know, is quite long! I slept on the bus on the way back and woke up with something along the line of naseau (if that is how it is spelled). It was awfully horrible, but after lunch and a shower, I'm feeling quite better now, thank you for caring.

Why does nobody ever think of it that way, huh? Why must everybody conform to this supposed and irrelevant "holiday"? sigh . I am sitting here in front of the television and wondering when I will continue to get on with my life. As in, when I will stop gazing at this screen with motion picture and when I will cease this activity by the nomenclature of blogging. Then proceed to shower and then continue to study for tomorrow's major tests, which are likely to determine my far-fetched but ambitious future...or lack thereof, sadly. No, not really. But I have to sleep earlier tonight and wake up a bit before seven tomorrow, dagnabbit. And fill in bubbles for two hours! How ugly-seeming is that? Agh. Test taking is so dreadful. Too bad it plays a role in students' futures, which are, again, far-fetched, as well as unpredictable. But you know, you gotta do what you gotta do. For the meantime, anyway. Heck, I'm getting sleep already. I've been sleeping at midnight or

The end of yet another month is approaching, and I realize that I have barely blogged this month. Very sparse blogging. My apologies on that, if you actually anticipate regular blogs. 8:25 in the evening it is now, and I am doing only this and listening to songs. As well as chatting online, of course. But it's with only one person, give or take a few dying on the side conversations here and there. More of there than here. Currently I am thinking about the homework that I have to do. Though it doesn't seem much, I am sure that it will take quite a while to write four sentences. It's not easy trying to condense an entire page or two's worth of text into four sentences that cover the whole thing, you know. You ought to try it or something or something. I'm sure you'd have fun. And then with the other homework...I feel like I have so much to do this weekend! Tomorrow is Halloween. No offense, but what kind of a fool cares about Halloween? It isn't even a real ho

That was the last answer I heard for the second to last clue for the first round of "Jeopardy". Seemingly, "High School Musical 3: Senior Year" came out today! Agh, I do not understand why they had to have it out in theaters instead of just on television. Greedy, gluttonous businesspeople, darn it. Really, though. I bet they're going to be down there in the box office department. However interesting it does seem. Gee, we need to go buy fruit again. I just had a gala apple (yes, a specific kind), and I miss nectarines! Nectarines, white or yellow, are delectable. sigh . I am so lethargically exhausted right now. Have been for the past two weeks, actually. I've slept at midnight or later and woken up at 5:43 every morning! And it's not even like I get to sleep in tomorrow or Sunday because there's Deca workshop tomorrow and the 10K run on Sunday. Dagnabbit. Geez, seven thirty tomorrow and five thirty Sunday. What the stupid is up with that?! -"Cha

That name just came to mind, is all. It is 7:13 P.M. and I am currently watching "Jeopardy", chatting to one person in particular, and doing this. The latter for the first time in a long time. I can honestly say that I've missed doing this. Only a few minutes until dinner, though I am not really that hungry due to the roast beef/ pastrami sandwich I had earlier. What a manwich of a sandwich, that...sandwich. Speaking of food, I had three bananas today! Yum. So you can legitimately say that I had a potassium-enriched day. K-day! (Chemistry periodic table wise, that is.) I cannot believe that oysters is a category on this show. What is up with that? I would "complain" about how random it is, but that's the point of this show. Random, trivial questions pertaining to nothing anybody really cares or much less thinks about. That's what it's called trivia! Get it? Trivial , trivia ? Cool, huh? Yeah, not particularly, but it's a thought. Over the summer,

I call this post that only because I told somebody that what he told me was weird but funny. Transition. As my sister has so wisely written, this season has been one of opportunity and...whatever else. (I forget easily nowadays, okay?) But really, this past month has been overflowing with transitions, both minutely minuscule and gigantically humongous (not, it is not "gimongous"; what kind of word is that anyway?) ones. I know that I haven't mentioned this before, but a while ago, my sister told me that I seem so much happier and so much less "grouchy" now than before. Even though I myself had not come to that realization until I was told of it, I recognize it now. When I do take the time to ponder it, that is. And I know exactly why I am so happy! You should, too. Be happy, that is. There's really no reason for anybody to not be happy. I mean, unless you encounter some personal tragic event every single day of your life. Then I empathize with you. For you?

I was supposed to go to the doctor's today to get a flu shot and to get my physical form thing filled out. I was dreading it, because I absolutely despise going to the doctor's office, particularly that one, although there's nothing really that bad about it. It's just all the crying infants and those baby germs. But when I got there, it was closed. Apparently, they aren't open on Wednesdays, which is so dumb, because who doesn't open on Wednesdays?! Now I have to find another day I can go back and get the shot before it's too late (it takes about two weeks for the vaccine or whatever it is to start working). Gosh darn it. I despise going there, but I despise even more having to reschedule! What the stupid. There is no school tomorrow, and surprisingly, I don't have that much homework. I think; I hope. It's not like I have anything better to do tomorrow, though, so whatever. Homework it is, I guess. I'd much rather do homework than pay (really) a

Twenty years from now, I will be, hopefully, still alive. Hopefully, global warming will not have taken its deathly course and toll on this momentarily beautiful Earth; and hopefully, there will still be enough trees standing to intake our carbon dioxide and provide us with oxygen; hopefully, the sun will not have burned out and become a tiny, minuscule ball of nothingness, of obscurity, in the midst of a vastly deep and dark galaxy by then. If, by then, these situations of adversity have not dawned upon us, I will be a writer, and a lively one, at that. I will write, write, write; words by day, words by night and create a majestical masterpiece that readers will recognize and fall in love with at first sight... That was written yesterday in history class. One of my friends in yearbook wanted me to write a "unique" story, and since I didn't want to do that so-called active reading in class, I just wrote that instead. Of course, he didn't accept it. But I just thought

I just sneezed! Not a good sign. It is so hot right now. It was so hot today! What happened to the autumnal weather, huh? Is this our compensation for the strange summer weather (or lack thereof)? Darn it, global warming. Anyway, it is currently 9:17 P.M. and I am willingly neglecting my homework to do this because I had meant to do it on Sunday and began but never finished. Sunday was wonderful, by the way! It is always great to be Alive and Running. Have I mentioned my "new" fondness of running? It is fabulous. Just splendid. Too bad I didn't do it today. Dagnabbit. What did I do today, by the way? Well, I woke up at the ungodly time of 6:59 A.M. for the purpose of studying for the permit test that I planned on going to take at 8:15. I studied for about an hour, went there, waited for nearly an hour, and finally went through the whole process of obtaining a permit or whatever it is termed. So my dad and I were sitting there waiting. Last time I went to there obtain an I