HEYYY!!!! ITSSS A BIRRTTHDAYYY TOODAYYY!!!!

AND IT'SSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

CHINNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSS.

Happy 60 Communist years China.

I'm tired.
Yesterday was A.G.'s birthday, but he had a migraine and went home. D:

Today was tiring on my lips.
Jazz Band, Sectionals, Symphonic Band, Lessons, and Practice. I'm going to end up with bleeding lips.

Blarggg.

I'm currently listening to "Starlight Express" by Andrew Lloyd Weber. I have to say, when the boy says, "THIS IS CONTROL" it freaks me out. I want to see the musical though. But I like the jazz/rock/blues feel of it. Did you know that the sequel to "The Phantom of the Opera" premieres on October 8th? And it's called "Phantom: Love Never Dies". And apparently Erik goes to America and runs a freakshow? I think it's going to fail miserably. I hope not though. I'm excited for it! :D

Self reflection is like looking inside yourself.

The title means exactly what it says.

Yesterday was a pretty good day.

Pinole Clean Up was a blast... of water. My goodness, it was WET.

Stupid rollers.

I'm so thankful for Mr. Cen, Ms. Chong, Mr. Fu, and Mr. Long for helping Jacques So clean all of the [expletive deleted] rollers and bins.

Later, my relatives came over, who are about to go to China for the Midsummer Moon Festival (I think that's it in English?). We had a splendid meal.

Then, halfway through dessert and a group AIM chat, the power died on my block. So, my computer died. D:

So I took pictures of candles. Pretty fun.

I was about to do an exposure picture with my camera and a flashlight when the lights came back on with a loud shrieking noise. I literally SCREAMED for half a second... in front of my parents and relatives. Man, that was embarrassing.

Then while I was sleeping, the power died again. It came back on around 4ish I think. I'm not sure. None of the clocks were working. I still haven't fixed them.

Today, I woke up, and my shoulder hurts.

When my piano teacher came, she talked about how terrible it was in the Philippines, how there was a massive flood, and she was very worried for relatives, and how the government of Philippines wasn't doing enough to help the people.

Then we started our lesson. As I was playing my Bach, a moment of, something, came over me when I realized that while a million miles away, people were in anguish and distress, here I was, about to learn an useless and impractical art.

I then continued my lesson, but not without a slight discomfort from my own lack of peril.

Club Awareness Day!

Today was Club Awareness Day!!!

w00t w00t! :D

It went quite well, far better than I expected! :D

10 new freshman for WE, and Litmag was pretty cool too!

I just really got angry when people began to (for lack of a better word) "diss" other clubs. Yes, I know I'm a hypocrite, but at least I can admit it. It's one thing to promote your club, but it's another to claim your club is superior/more fun than another. You know who I'm talking to. D:<

Especially when people mess with my clubs. Some people from Interact was hecka abusive towards WE. Plus their banner covered the whole table, and they told people who wanted to join WE to essentially, screw WE and just join Interact. And I'm not going to even discuss how rude people are toward Litmag. It's about respect people, and I've learned it. So should you! This really just angers me. Elitism is NOT cool comrades!

I really am enjoying most of my clubs this year though, regardless of what others say.

WE is getting better, and I hope we really have a wonderful year this year. WE're gonna be awesome! :D

Forensics and Marching Band weren't as fun as they were freshman year, but it's ok.

I'm excited for JSA, but I've been neglecting my duties so far. D: Have to finish my letter soon.

Lit Mag is getting better, and I'm moderately excited, as long as I don't have to deal with Mr. Good. Otherwise, Lit Mag is cool.

Horn Lessons, are, strange? We got free lessons this week because she canceled last minute last week. Yeah! :D

Music theory scares the stuffing out of me.


Blahhh!!! I'm bored.

Hello. My Name Is ____

Fuzzy Angel Austin?

HA.

Its a long story, so I won't bore you, whether you Comrade, Jacques, or Patriot.

"Hi silvernumbers Comrade,

You've hit your monthly bandwidth limit of 100 MB, which will reset on the first day of next month. Deleting existing photos and videos in your account doesn't free up space, but if you upgrade your account all limits are removed.

Just $24.95 a year? Holy smokes! That's cheap!"

GOD****IT.

Just kidding. It's ok.

Have you ever read "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn"? Wonderful story.

I'm going to do a book list! :D

1. Blink
2. How to Survive a Robot Uprising
3. The Westing Game
4. Animal Farm
5. The Importance of Being Earnest
6. Playing for Pizza

Good books. :D

Whew. That was close. I was almost completely happy. Thank goodness. :D

I like being busy. It gives me less time to think about stuff. :D

These last 5 days or so have been the best so far this year.

Saturday's fun Birthday Party (Happy birthday Mr. Liu).
Sunday's fun Stroll, with friends.
Monday was pretty interesting, especially in AP Lang, where awkward things live again. It ended with terrible skanking.

Today was just Ok, pretty good, but boring and nothing significant. But that's ok too.

I'm afraid that once this run of happiness runs out, things are going to hit bottom real quick.

And that ain't kool comrade.

Are you a Comrade, Patriot or a Jacques?

Advance Directly to Go, Collect More Homework.

Blargh.

School is overkill.

6 hours of sleep a day, 3 hours of band. Staying at school longer than I'm at home.

I don't think that teenagers were built or evolved to degrade into zombies.

But what do I know? I'm just a idealistic bystander in the education game.

And I have to go to the College Faire thing tomorrow, and it's going to be until 11 o'clock?

And the only reason I'm blogging at all right now is because it's more productive than wandering aimlessly on the internet. Who knew it was so darn interesting?

On a brighter note, I now possess the Starcraft, Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy Crisis Core, Medal of Honor: Airborne, and Arrow of Time original soundtracks. I also have the Phantom of the Opera and Chess. So glad to have headphones to lose myself in the familiar world of Midgar and Tarsonis.

"Is it just me, or are we laggin' out here?"

B.C., while doing the tunnel for the millionth time.

I hope you found that funny, because I sure did. :D

I'm so tired.

But I'm having a pretty good time in school, although some classes are pretty boring.

And there is so much homework. D:

It seems that all I talk about these days is homework.

Remember back in elementary school there was no homework on weekends. Don't you remember how outraged we were when they started weekend homework? And then the uniforms and lanyards? Remember how we all always support our teachers getting more pay but we hate class, so we always wanted a strike? Remember Christmas with our friends, naively thinking that those two weeks were an eternity away from one another, yet none would show the slightest morsel of regret? When we did art projects and played four-square? When dodge-ball was just a sport and not a battleground? When dodge-ball didn't even hurt? When birthdays took entire days and not just the same song and dance? When school lunches were unbearably bad, yet everyone was forced to eat lunch? When we actually played in band? When our teachers would chastise us about our writing? When we learned cursive? When we sang American propagandist songs? When we all wanted to fight in a war and be the hero? When dang was unutterable? When we all wanted to be astronauts, doctors, or bears?

... good times....




Reminiscing hurts that you realize how you took that stuff for granted just as how you are taking your life for granted now. ):

But no time for that now. APUSH requires my dedicated devotion.

The Coalition of Failure

Junior year is tough, but very fun.

I'm not going to lie, but lectures in band are getting out of hand. D:
And I have a feeling it's only going to get worse.

Remember when Mr. R was talking about people who played Rosemunde (which is in cut time) in 4/4? Yeah... He was talking about me... D:

In the private playing test, it was terrible. I played the wrong scales, and when he told me to pick any part of the piece to play for him, I (obviously) picked the part with whole notes. It took me three tries to get whole notes right. D:

Maybe band isn't my thing.

And I have to start working harder in school.

Bye.

H1N1 scares me.

I feel fatigued.

Dang.

School is like monster devouring you.

Nom, nom, nom. No more AP students, just AP zombies.

So much homework, and life gets more complicated by turns.

I was a lonely freshman, taking on high school.

I was a ridiculously happy sophomore, excelling and excellent.

I feel twisted inside sometimes, when I ponder the path I have in my life.

Why should I, be- for lack of a better word- blessed, with the availability of modern live and conveniences?

I realize that even though sometimes teenage angst may get the better of me, that in my life I have it perfect.

So many, don't even get to experience teenage angst because they don't have the chance, to even live that long.

When I see this, I die a little inside.




As taken by Kevin Carter. He spent 20 minutes setting up the shot, waiting for the vulture to spread it's wings. Many criticized him for not helping the child, but he tried to justify that her parents were just minutes away, getting food aid from the U.N. 3 months later, Kevin Carter committed suicide.

As horrifying and introverted as this may seem, it's brought me to revelations.

I am not-for lack of a better word- an emo child, and no matter how much I suffer through school, work, heartache, that I can and will work through it all.

I always try to make the best of whats available to me, and I have done so all through my life.

I always knew that others were worse-off than I was, and I knew that I wanted to help them.

But I just don't know how.