Saturday, October 30, 2010

High off of this "crap"


It's that time of year again. I find myself engrossed in movies like You've Got mail, Kate and Leopold, and Amelie. No lie, I've been re-watching those suckers back to back for the past few weeks.

The romance is just too good to be true. In order to wake myself from this horrendously ugly marginalization of relationships I put on Ninja Assassin, which if you haven't seen, don't. Unless you're into horribly gory movies that will make you question the people who we deem "artists" for making the film in the first place.

I wish hot chocolate season was done and over with so that I can go back to watching normal movies like The Boondock Saints, or Fight Club without feeling like a 20 year old man with masculinity issues.

*sidenote: I have nothing against romantic comedies, but my over obsessiveness with them right now is quite alarming.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Bitter

I'm not an overly jealous person, and that's something that I'm proud of. In fact, I usually rationalize most situtations to the point of making myself seem like the bad guy for being jealous in the first place.

However, I am prone to being bitter.

I hate being wrong
I hate not winning
I hate it when I'm not given credit for something

The list goes on. When anything doesn't go my way I always feel the bitterness creep in, and my ability to fake enthusiasm is almost completely gone.

I'm human, and high school sucks. I can only imagine how horrible the real world will make me feel.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

The tube isn't all bad

I'm on a super artsy kick.


And yes, I am an artist, but this goes beyond that. I feel like my inspiration meter is super sensitive and I've been really productive because of this. I make, then I give.



Here are some things that have contributed to the growing mass of inspiration in my head.




1. WORLD OF JENKS on MTV





2. THE NEISTAT BROTHERS on HBO



3. AMELIE


4. MY BLUEBERRY NIGHTS
5. PAPER HEART

Friday, October 22, 2010

Dear whomever from above,

  • please ensure that my physics grade is passing by the 3 weeks mark.
  • please ensure that I passed my physics test that was ridiculously haaaaarrrrrd.
  • please smite all the annoying and unproductive people out of my life.
  • please send me some cash moneyz so that I can buy my dad a good birthday present.
  • please let Micheal's, Radio Shack, and the stores at the mall have a sale this weekend.
  • please melt away 5lbs of fat by next week.

PRETTY PRETTY PLEASE.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Recycling is good




Feeling guilty about throwing away a piece of illustration board that I used as a color pallet, I decided to recycle it and turn it into a legitimate piece art.

It will now be given to my friend Andria.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Power song 2010 - 2011


Yes, I know, another video? However, this song is my power song for the upcoming debate season. In the past I've usually chosen mellow songs like Two Weeks by Grizzly Bear, or Chicago by Sufjan Stevens, but this year?

Cake's Short Skirt/Long Jacket is just the thing to get me pumped and motivated to write my cases. Between all my other homework I have absolutely no time to write them during the week, so any free time on the weekends is spent working all night trying to write something that will WIN.

I feel terribly unprepared this year since I'm not in the debate class, and virtually competing as a maverick, but I plan on kicking some major butt despite my lack of preparation.

"I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machete to cut through red tape
With fingernails that shine like justice
And a voice that is dark like tinted glass

She is fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facility
And picking up slack

I want a girl with a short skirt and a lonnnnng.... lonnng jacket"

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Home.



A convincing argument towards my inner need to be a traveling gypsy.

Love/Hate

Last night I had dinner with my mom.

It wasn't too life altering, and I think I can actually say that it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Then again, I only spoke to my mom for a combined 30 minutes, and chatted with my grandpa the rest of the time.

If you haven't guessed already, physics and I have a love/hate relationship (similar to what I have with my mom). I hate how hard it is to comprehend at first, but once you learn it your view of the world is forever shifted. Apparently I come from a family of engineers on my Filipino side of the family.

And just in case you've never racially profiled a Filipino before, the vast majority of them that don't live in the Philippines are either nurses/doctors or engineers. This makes me wonder: what the heck happened to my mom?

Just kidding. She's doing just fine living off her new husbands money. But that's beside the point.

I have hope. I have hope that one day, in Physics I will make a low but impressive A in that class. ONE DAY!

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Physucks


I hate making results pages for lab reports. They are satan.


Especially when you have no idea how to set up the tables, let alone the graphs. I have given up, and I am not ashamed.


I'll just do really well on the test.


Meaning, I'll make a 75, and pass the class with a B.


Darn you advanced physics!!!

Monday, October 11, 2010

Should never be in the circus

I feel like I'm juggling my life.

And I'm not a very good juggler, but that's in real life, not metaphorically.

According one of my grammar-nazi friends my blog is an abomination. And yes, I will admit to my poor grammar skillz, but hey it's my blog. I can rant incoherently all I want.

But back to being a bad juggler. I feel like I'm having choose between being a good friend/daughter/student and no matter what I do, someone is inevitably going to be unhappy.

What's sad is the fact that I don't even care anymore. Somewhere between now and the past few months I've developed a "screw you if you don't like me, I hatechu too" attitude that seems to infuriate adults. Honestly, the only thing that matters to me right now is getting into college. And not greying, dying, or starving in order to do so.

I'm sorry if I didn't have time to read a riduculously boring paper that wasn't going to show up on the test next Friday. Yes, I know it was very interesting and cool, but I have physics homework due next class, so suck it.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Hate is a strong word

But people are really sucking as of right now.

I've been having run ins with "adults" and it's been less than awesome.

I don't feel like elaborating and dropping names and whatnot, but let's just say I'm butting heads with some authority figures at school.

And no, it's nothing serious enough to get me suspended or in detention, there are just some issues that need to be worked out regarding tact, prejudices, and the lack of understanding there is.

I now see why some students drop out due to authority figure issues. Sometimes it can be a bit too much.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Happy on the inside

Ok.

Ok.

Ok.
Wow. Today I had a really cool day. This Guy complimented my artwork, and I feel---- happy. I know it's stupid to put someone on a pedestal, but coming from This Guy, it's a major compliment. I mean, really.


It's Kind of a Funny Story is a movie!!! That excites me.

I'm anxious to see my 6 weeks grades, but at the same time a little hesitant. I know it's all As and Bs, but knowing the actually number is always a little stressfull.

To cut down on the stress I made this really cool Origami Cube that you can find the instructions to here. No lie, it's very relaxing to just bounce it around and whatnot.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Needs an extra hour

Despite getting my computer back yesterday, I have been swamped with so much actual and potential homework that I didn't even get a chance to think about blogging. In fact, the only reason I'm blogging at 5:43 am is because I'm postponing a much needed shower.

Pickle, the new family dog has taken to rolling around in my bed, on my pillows, all up in my sheets, etc. so now my bed smells like dog. A simple solution would be to wash the sheets but guess what?? Pickle would only then proceed to roll around some more, perhaps even pee on the bed to ensure that his territory is indeed marked. I guess the only thing I can do is keep Pickle clean, unfortunately asking a dog to stay clean after you give it its weekly bath is like asking a newborn baby not to puke on you.

So it goes.

Although my bed smells like dog, and I have to walk Pickle at 5 in the morning, I quite enjoy having a pet. Sure, he's a little quirky and self conscious about eating in front of other people, but hey; at least I finally have a pet.

Another thing, Pickle is deathly afraid of cameras. More specifically the flash on the camera. Anytime I get a picture of him it just turns out to be a little black blur across the screen. Eventually, I'll get a picture of him up, but knowing my camera skills, you're better off googling a picture of a medium sized black poodle that hasn't been to the puppy salon yet.

Anyways, I better take that shower. I don't want my Physics teacher to wrinkle his nose at the fact that I haven't even started my lab report yet, or the fact that I smell like a poodle.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Pickle the poodle

I get my computer back this weekend! I'm hoping that I won't have anymore encounters with the internet herpes, because if I do.... I'm screwed.

Anyways, school as usual has been swamping me like hurricane Katrina. Like, full force winds and tests ALL THE TIME. And what's worse is that everything counts now. Apparently senior year is for chumps, and colleges are now focusing on junior year. FML. FML.

But on the bright side I now have a pet! For the past few months my dad has been obsessed with getting a poodle, and randomly yesterday he brought one home. His name is Pickle and he's a year and a half old.

I'll post more later.