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Monday, March 28, 2005Easter Bunnies stricken with Nymphomania
Today I had a very nice daydream that involved me *borrowing* our car and driving out to joy yee's, and then driving around downtown without a plan, time sheet, or pre-meditated schedule.
It made me feel.....free.
And then...I had a horrible craving for Joy Yee's. Apparently all the false hope inspired by that daydream just prolonged my torment--just like how Nieschtze said.
watched Hero today. Love the colors. And played FF7 like crazy. Love the characters.
So kate and I discussed the relevancy of an easter rabbit to the ressurection of Jesus Christ. All we could figure out was that bunnies happen to mate frantically in the spring--and it sure is springtime now.
You never know--all those chocolate eggs and candied peeps; maybe they're all secretly symbols of virility and ancient aphrodisiacs, all distributed freely by the easter bunny so that we humans would mate like crazy (we don't already?) right about.....now.
Yes. Now. The day after tomorrow thanksgiving easter.
........I'm going to get smited one day, aren't I.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 03:50 a.m.
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Sunday, March 27, 2005Constantine, beans and caffeine
Attention, world--
Tonight was, perhaps, a demonstration of the single greatest advantage of knowing Shanub. Perhaps one of his greatest achievements of all time.
His apparent ability to achieve what Julius and Xiao could not--to arrange my temporary exodus so that I might watch Constantine. Which, incidentally, kicked major ass. I want to see it...again. And again.
And again. I won't get a chance to--but that want, that urge--it'll still be there.
Afterwards we went to taco bell. I ate pintos and cheese....such an elegant combination of special sauce, cheese, and beans. Simplistic in nature yet inherently succulent in texture, exploding into a fusion of bean and dairy goodness during every bite. Err, mouthful--you can't really bite a bean paste, I suppose.
My biggest mistake tonight? How about a little background info: ever since I was little, I've pretty much always been banned from caffiene. So my caffiene tolerance is exceptionally low--and I had two cups or so of raspberry tea sometime around 11PM.
....there's a reason I've been up for the last 4 or 5 hours--some people call that reason c8h10n4o2; I call that reason stupidity.
Damn, I want to shoot some half-demons now. And grow a frigging pair of wings. Belthasar was disturbingly queer for a demon.
someone, get me some of that dragon's breath for my birthday. FIRE ^_____^
........uh...yes.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 04:44 a.m.
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Saturday, March 26, 2005Fight Club and FF7
Today my spring break consisted of what it will likely consist of the entire next week--sneakily watching fight club and playing FF7, because I am sadly a dork like that.
Nevermind that there exists a plethora of scientific and mathematical knowledge out there, waiting to be absorbed. Nevermind the piano downstairs, just waiting to be played.
Nevermind that book that's sitting on my computer, waiting to be written. Yes, disregard all that--because I've headed down a path from which there is no return. Ignore all cliches and notions you might have; where I'm headed--let's say it's likely much different than what your imagination might entail. Let's say Cocytus for kicks.
eh, like they say in Fight Club--everyone's survival rate over a long enough span of time is 0. Zero.
Just gotta wonder what my span of time is. Little voice inside says I can start counting the days left. Creepy.
Wake up. Email. Eat. Email. Eat. Pretend to do homework; actually be watching video media. Email. Email. Eat. Email. Sleep. Die.
Story of my life; condensed version.
So it goes.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 02:13 a.m.
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Wednesday, March 23, 2005Exodused to the Ma-man's house
So I was walking to cheng's car, and I kept hitting this one metal fence. The thing about metal fences? They don't like to be hit.
So now I've got a bandage around a swollen index finger joint which makes typing a rather tedious task. And there was a lot of blood. For a finger, I mean.
Free food to whoever saves me. And jenny jen, you know you ought to learn chinese and wear thick glasses so my mom would think you were the best thing ever--nerdy, taiwanese, and MIT-accepted.
Yes. Whatever. I want to go do something that doesn't cause whatever is left of my withered soul to rattle around inside my body cavity.
.........do any of you paintball?
Ha. I wish. TT
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 03:51 p.m.
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Tuesday, March 22, 2005Hangin' at the Library
The parental units have surpassed fuckwaddling. They have transcended the entire family of f-word derivatives. But let's talk about sunshine and lollipops and happy, happy things.
So I worked out (*cough*madeupgym*cough*)with the lovely Ms. robin and we went to watch a few people play badminton. Jenn and Cynthia won. wootage.
I have academic crap to do. Studying, homework, whatever--it's all pointless in the end, right?
Yes. It is.
KATE actually wrote back today. And kaidi visited me, but ditched me after school. It's funny how that pretty much rounds up the most exiciting, non-academic competition day to occur since...uh...ever.
Moral of the story?
I can get out of the house if I miss enough gym classes. And Robin and I concluded that dying in a car due to her 1337 driving skills would probably be better than whatever death's got in store for me.
I saw my nuna today. Outside of class. I *lessthanthree* my nuna, but don't tell Mike Laures. He hits hard.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 05:14 p.m.
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Thursday, March 17, 2005Paradise at the Place of Paul
I think I've determined where I want to live when I grow up.
It doesn't actually matter where, geographically--or which country, for that matter. City, state, zip code, county--it's all irrelevant. Why? It's quite simple, actually.
Cuz I've just realized that the best place to be has got to be Paul's house. Internet, food, bathroom, good music and DDR. Plus, the people are super nice and aside from his brother occasionally hugging me (in...odd, uh, fashions,) it's all good here.
All the time.
Hmm. No wonder he's such a cool kid. A little shaggy, though. I think I'm going to go sneak up behind him with scissors one day, and Cheng will hold him down while we trim him closer to decency. Unless he really likes the flower-4 look. Yay meteor garden? Can't believe I've actually watched that.
So in the world of Toph, stuff isn't too cool, but it's all good. A C+ in chemistry isn't that bad when you consider the fact that I still live in a free societ...um...I still have freedom of choic...uh...I'll be out in 18 months ^__^
Someone know how to do a javascript countdown timer? Should read: "Days left until Topher's release." Unimaginative, but better than "Days left until Toph escapes from the 9th level of Hell."
Funny, isn't it, how such appeals to me so much. I suspect I would really like Constantine.
WYSE Sectionals tomorrow. Tis a pity our team didn't advance by a measly four points--primarily from English. It's all good, though--no school. And scioly afterwards at my house.
Damn, I'm a loser.
::thinks for a moment::
Guess that's just Karma. The way things are.
Yep, life. It's just that.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 04:00 p.m.
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Saturday, March 12, 2005Cindy Wu is Hot
So BPA didn't go too well--the iPOD mini raffle prize went to a state officer, who, oddly enough, did not know the meaning of raffle:
us: Um....isn't this a raffle, not an auction?
him: You buy tickets, and we draw one--the winner. That's what an auction is.
managed to lose horribly at CISCO systems administration--as in top 5 out of 7 advance...and I didn't advance.
Josh, please don't hate me.
Anyways at the college of dreams I'm here with a awesome person named Cindy who is so very, very hot.
Science olympiad too, but I'm absolutely and completely entranced by this girl. She's asian.........and she likes video games.
Score ^________^
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 03:53 p.m.
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Sunday, March 6, 2005Bipolar Math-Elitism
So.
Parental Units are still the same. BUT...
I'm aiming to rock the AIME :D
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 11:35 p.m.
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Sunday, March 6, 2005Off the Donut, Onto the Torus
So for those of you enlightened enough to understand Xiao's donut theory of my friends, we have decided that the donut shall either be changed to a bagel or a torus, for the simple reason that I prefer bagels and tori over donuts.
Julius and Xiao today made a lame stab at liberation; lame in that it was unfortunately destined to fail as their main weapon, reason, was rendered ineffective by the "parents love you, so they do what's best" trump card.
Interesting highlights: Julius: "Some of Chris's friends get the feeling that you're, in a way, isolating him from his peers in the way he's kept at home."
Dad: "Where you get that idea? He not isolated at all!"Mom: "I know for fact teenagers commonly staying out past 10 or 12 is not true, because I ask my several American friends and all told me it doesn't happen."
Me: "several as in two; one isn't even white."
Julius: "Why don't you trust your son?"
Dad: "He [topher] hasn't done anything yet to earn our trust--so we don't."
Mom: "Xiao, your poetry look sad."
Dad: "What, it sound like you are try to liberate him [topher]!"
Julius: "So, Chris--how about a movie?
Mom: "No, no, no, no, I don't think so--it's too late to watch movie; no one watches movie at 11, nighttime."
Julius: *awkward pause*"Oh...so, Chris--how about that movie?"
Movie? Movie! *cough*cynthiaaaaaa*cough*...jk
Finally managed to retrieve the Katana. Hara kiri, is it called?
Yes, I suppose. And the ennui comes crushing down. Great. Right after nearly 12 straight hours of scioly goodness.
But that's life, isn't it--covet what you can't have, ignore what you can.
Yep--life.
How very fucked up it is.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 02:59 a.m.
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Friday, March 4, 2005Where are the Blueberries?
Ah, it's march. So after school went "BPA shopping" with smeer, and bought BPA materials, leg weights, hi-c and a thing (...stick?....roll?...) of french bread. Put on said leg weights immediately and then tried to attain superhuman speeds like rock lee of Naruto fame, but realized my shirt wasn't green enough and my eyebrows lacked sufficient thickness.
So afterwards I somehow ended up at Smeer's insanely large house--my house fits in his basement. They have bedrooms and bathrooms everywhere. Shaneal has two rooms. It's. So. Frickin. Huge.
But that wasn't the highlight; no, I had pepperjack cheese there for the first time, to go along with my french bread stick. Which I finished. And then I had to go home and eat a full dinner.
Good thing I enjoy food.
So then later xiao and julius show up at my house, and julius pulls some magic and somehow talks my parents into letting me out, telling them I'd be back by 9 pm--we go to Joy Yees, pick up a few lottery tickets on the way. So the two of them try to get me to a movie....but their luck only stretches so far.
Instead, Julius pulls some more magic and they end up getting invited indoors by mother dear, who had but 20 minutes earlier verbally assaulted all three of us on Julius' cell and called four times. Thank goodness for voicemail.
Interesting day, to say the least--contends with CLOSER (grace) and keratin gas pumping as the most interesting night of this year.
Just had some blazing blueberry Hi-C, and get this--there's only 10% juice, and NONE of that juice comes from anything remotely resembling a blueberry.
That's america for you--blueberry flavored Hi-C isn't actually blueberry flavored.
How..............absolutely whack.
.....whack? Yes, jenny jen--whack.
Live with it, yo.
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Topher released a bout of insanity at 01:14 a.m.
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