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December3 2004 RESLYN. November30 2004 did ken jennings lose? seems to be enough for a new time period. an epoch of time after his reign as uber-morman and jeapardy afficianado. are we, the teenages of today, over dramatized or surface prone, like the kitchen sponge that's long since defunct and soaking up neither air nor liquid? nadine's term, "peacock personalities," seems to sum it all up. but is it that bad? how do we compare to kids of generations long past? how can this group of people, hardly mature enough to hold their own heads up, ever overcome this phase wholly succumbed to with their every essence? how did kids do it before? we're deadly, kids. absolutely detrimental if not fortold to be lumps. on a lighter note, my grades are on rocky waters, but i say "whatever" with a capital double-u. i'm tired of this game, yet i hardly can control myself from caring. i'm supposed to post a new layout, but i've been lazy when it comes to asking monica to upload and forgetful when i see aileen. pish posh. went to aileen's catholic youth group, which janelle was supposed to also attend. i expected a saved! scenario and got a semi-fashion show, pretentious auras, and faux effervescing personalities. oh well, all in allah's name, i guess. it's actually fun if you get to the roots of it all. just the people are sometimes point and click. peacock struts all the way. so you wanna be a ___________, eh? tell me more about it... in the comments! November13 2004 America, you upset me. war, funding stars not causes, your careless teenages, redneck zeal, herr bush; herr cheney, bigotry fascism and the support of the denial for the pursuit of happiness, loss of sight, evangelical televangelists, football (the american standard not the worldwide norm), lack of respect for anything off, banning freedoms of both women and gays, the christian right, your reality shows, ADD culture, loss of morals, illiterate literates, food taken for granted via atkins and standards of beauty, and our steady decline. give the land back and plant flowers in them, let's all don eyes instead of masks, and actually care for the matters at hand. we need a matyr, our americanness. November3 2004 I don’t need a whole lots of money, I don’t need a big fine car. I got everything that a man could want, I got more than I could ask for. I don’t have to run around, I don’t have to stay out all night. ’cause I got me a sweet ... a sweet, lovin’ woman, And she knows just how to treat me right. Well my baby, she’s alright, Well my baby, she’s clean out-of-sight. Don’t you know that she’s ... she’s some kind of wonderful. She’s some kind of wonderful ... yes she is, she’s, She’s some kind of wonderful I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS SONG October20 2004 what are these songs, please tell me. 1. you can't hurry loveyesterday i found that what i thought were nine inch snails, were nine inch nails. for 6 years i thought they were snails, and that it was the most ridiculous name i had ever heard. ever. i guess it's a lesson. October16 2004 gah. where's my dvd? not delivered tuesday, that's fine, but now i'm in deep doodoo. shucks homecoming's tonight. wanted to go, didn't want it to end up another freshman sit-a-thon. and i guess i didn't even prepare for such event. that's fine though, i have eggshells to paint. homecoming coronation was fun. didn't know there was a contest until they started saying the homecoming douche and duchess. don't know if spelled right, but i like it better that way. heh heh, douche. pep assembaly afterward. got alot of compliments on my performance. come on now, people. i pulled out the float and put down the boxes. i can smell "umm, he didn't do much but i don't know what else to say" from a mile away. i think we as a class did well, some pep assembaly douche and douchesses but it didn't hamper the mood any. i believe we did better than the juniors and if the judges had deducted points from seniors for not turning off the lights and restarting (as well as if they weren't biased), we would have won. slow motion antics are always worthy of praise. i also think they went over the time limit. i hope homecoming rains on their parade. October11 2004 EDIT} go to www.egological.net. i am rapt. i've collided. i've hit that wall where laziness and apathy block the way for achievement whether academic or personal. juggling clubs, naps, and homework is the ordinary fare but this wall is all of the above on steroids. stupid wall. homework homework homework homework homework homework sucks. i think it's time we had a talk about race, baby. let's talk about you and me. HAHA salt and pepa just keep on pushing it, don't they? well anyways about race. i've been reading "why are all the black kids sitting together in the cafateria" and other conversations about race and although i agree with most of its maxims i can't get over how blatantly yet subtly the book seems to blast away at the whitefolk. but oh well. race is funny like that. furthermore i don't understand about how talking about race can be considered taboo. it's not taboo to talk about gender or age, why is it so with race? and relgion sometimes, as well. the following rant is not to seek sympathy or to blast at other people, by all means no. it's just a rant or a memoir. take it as you will. i remember when i first became aware that i was brown. or yellow or filipino or whaterver you have fries with, but i remember it wasn't much of an issue in my early years growing up on a patch of land called hawaii. the neighbors were all filipino except one family, whose daughter was one of my closest friends. but for me, i imagine i thought being filipino the norm. that changed when i moved to illinois. again we lived in an apartment provided by the grand ole' folks of the u.s. navy. i don't know why we were stationed in such a landlocked town but i guess they sailed on the great lakes. there, i believe (or can recall to my earliest days) i met my first black friend. she and i met when i was playing in the huge park outside our houses. i was collecting those seeds that, if thrown, spin and are shaped like wings. suddenly this girl pokes on my shoulder and amidst falling leaves, seeds, and quiet affirmations of mutual existance she handed me some seeds and we continued to get along after that. not soon after i was invited over to their house and in an episode of curiosity, we got ourselves locked in a closet. my my my, we screamed and banged and wailed like only 4 year olds could, but that's another story. moving to california was literally learning about the white majority. of course i saw white people on tv and slightly in my perhipheral vision during outings i was allowed to, but until california, i never even imagined that there could be so many of them. i was clustered in tight knit filipino communities and california was hardly so, except for my cousin's who were our neighbors. my cousins have a white dad. don't get me wrong, he is by far the most friendliest family-related uncle toward me, far closer relationship-wise to me than my uncles living in the phillipines and by me now, but when i first met him, i likened him to a monster. tall, broad-shouldered, mustache. he was, in my 5 year old eyes, a monster. up to this exact point, right as i'm typing, i've just realized that my cousins could be and are technically considered multiracial, at least when they check boxes off for tests and for the census. but anyways, california was filled with white people. here i attended school and my classes were filled except for one other asian girl, a black girl, a mexican boy, and a jewish middle eastern boy. that right there is enough for just the yellow, black, red, and blue power ranger spots if you go by the early power ranger rule book. here my relations with whtie people were mostly on good terms. in fact my best friends were white, but as i grew older race distinctions grew more prevalent. after a lesson on slavery one day in first grade, during recess this kid (white, if need be told) comes up behind me and grabs my arm and says "you're a slave! you're like a slave!" now, first of all, i was oblivious to this insult at the time and just sheepishly laughed, i alwasy being the shy one when it came to unexpected social procedure. I was saved, however from further psuedo-humilation by the knowing asian girl who swatted him off me and then ran away. i learned later that she had a crush on me so perhaps she didn't know what was what as well. if i had my way of thought as i do now at that age i would have 1, corrected him on his use of slave to refer to me as i wasn't a slave nor was i african american, and 2, i would have totally verbally harassed him as i can hardly muster anything more confrontational than that. in the interest of time, i'll say as i moved to washington, my racial identity was solidly formed thanks to family ways and a neighborhood/school full of them filipinos. aside from a third grade episode of a kid making fun of me saying "hey! if you're asian why aren't your eyes [chinky]?" he then proceeded to do the "chinese, japanese blah blah blah" hogwash dance with the pulling back of eyes and blatant racist performance but i chaulk it up to youth and lack of conducive and fundamental education about race for children, because, as i have mentioned earlier, race discussion is considered taboo. so comfortable with my skin months ago i remember having a discussion with my brother when i was staring at my hands. one side is lighter than the other and in this profound discovery i proclaimed "whoa! we're brown!" ahem. in conclusion race has been an important part of my life and though it might seem as if i'm holding up my race on a silver platter unfairly (especially to some white or likewise racially "colorblind" people saying "there is no race, but the human race!"), it is all just a part of who i am and have become. you can't say there isn't race or that people are treated equally because it is socially, economically, and politically untrue. race is everywhere and if we stop acknowledging it, how can we prevent some of the crimes that continuing today? the genocide in sudan, the muslim and jewish vendettas, the white on black on white on black on black on white on white on oreo attacks that still go on, discussed under hushed breaths? we shouldn't stifle race, we should understand it. read "why are all the black kids sitting together in the cafeteria" and be enlightened. October10 2004 Los Angeles Film Critics Associationso they're possible winners for these awards. and perhaps.. OSCARS? oh my. i'm wishing and hoping and praying and thinking. this movie deserves praise on every level. hopefully michel gondry will get something too. hope i spelt his name correctly, crazy french fries. movies i want to see: before sunset gardenstate closer i heart the huckabees motocycle diaries sky captain blah blah ;; your task: 001 what are some movies you want to see that are coming up 002 what is one of your favorite french sayings 003 what is your opinion of lizzie mcguire now that you are older and wiser with a picture perfect plan. don't be fooled. just do the best you can. cause sometimes you make it. sometimes we fake it. but we just take one step closer every day. just figure it out on the way. October9 2004 friday was a get together with ga eun and janelle. watched eternal sunshine (my count is 8 times) and then shuttled off to the forgotten. what a movie. it is sooooo horrendously bad. my god. loose ends and untold backstory, all the more confusing and makes me want to cry. jesus christ. it's that bad. holy shat! william shatner has the best week ever. your task 001 write me a poem in fifteen words or less 002 name 3 movies that were so bad you wish you could forget them 003. the name of the first dvd you personally purchased. October7 2004 an apple a day makes the doctor go away. or so i thought. but instead, i prefer love letters. but who knows. janis janis janis janis janis janis joplin. thanksgiving is a day made up by a greeting card company to make the pigrim descendents feel like crabs. HAHA ESoTSM esotism. there should be a class on that. guess who's 19 out of 295 or so? moi. waking up with the heater on is a great feeling. waking up to warm 106.9 under 2 comforters with the heater on is divine. shoot shoot shoot shoot. i need brian to be the lifeguard. shoot shoot. shoot. shoot. will and grace is on. i might find myself watching it. i should be doing homework but i left it all at school. i'm gonna fail. miserbles. curse you tommy tutone. taken from aileen but i tweaked some of the stupider ones. BOLD ALL THAT APPLY 01. I wish I could fake a British accent 02. I can make my tongue look like a seashell 03. I know what a whirling dervish is 04. I love reading 05. I have a camera 06. I love sushi. 07. I know where the words "I woke up, in the middle of the night and my father said whatchu gonna do with your life?" are from. 08. I love being surprised 09. I love presents. 10. I love cold nights. 11. I want world peace, but i do nothing to make it so and blame the establishment, also known as bush. 12. Spiders scare me like crazy 13.I like bracelets. 14. I have a sister named Rinnie. 15. Chickens are amazing 16. I wish I went to the beach more often 17. I think there is never enough time 18. I think time moves to slowly 19. I love the little things, if it's a funny little note from a friend or just a little something special, it means so much to me. 20. I like getting letters through the mail. 21. Cogito Ergo Sum (and yes, I know what that means) 22. I really like the color black. It defines me. 23. I love koala bears. 24. The first candy I remember eating are Whoppers 25. I believe in fate. 26. I believe in fate but afraid of doing so. 27. I collect junk. Lovely junk. 28. What pajamas? 29. I adore the eighties 30. I want to make something of my life. 31. I take pictures a lot. 32. Eugenia is crazy. 33. I don't mind having a quiet night in, but at the same time I don't mind a loud night out. 34. My math teacher has telepathic powers. 35. I rather wear skirts than pants. 36. I'm very neat, but my 37. I hate math. 38. I collect movies. 39. I want to go to an Ivy League university 40. I think Sackcloth Fashion sucks 41. I really enjoy thoughtful gifts, even if they suck. 42. I'm short. 43. I love the rain. 44. I love to watch people laugh. 45. I take ballet. 46. I cry when other people cry 47. I love my Jackie O sunglasses. 48. I think angry people are funny people 49. I cried during A Walk to Remember, and am not ashamed to admit it. 50. I'd love to go to public school. 51. Linkin Park is my favourite band 52. I live in California. 53. I love summer and the sun. 54. I'm too young to get mixed up in people's drama. 55. My parents are divorced, and I like it better that way. 56. I actually BUY cds 57. I will trade you my +5 elven sword for your +5 shield of might 58. Love at first sight is a mere excuse for lust. 59. God, Allah, Yahweh, Vishnu, Bhudda, Zeus, Thor. Someone's gotta be right. 60. I take pride in my quirkiness 61. I have never been to Texas. 62. Lindsay Lohan is more tolerable than Hilary Duff. 63. One day I hope to be able to forgive. 64. I hate spam 65. I can handle pain, but make it quick. 66. I love salad. 67. I match the rack at urban outfitters. 68. I think the "sooo unpunk" and "sooo punk" disagreement issue over music, fashion, and society is the worst trend we've come up against thus far. apart from the whole colonial wig era and beyond. 69. I thihnk global warming IS a threat 70. I want to travel the world. 71. I think the war was inevitable. 72. I criticize myself and don't mean it. 73. I stay after school longer than required. 74. I know how to survive with just a hatchet 75. I like xanga. 76. I love to accessorize 77. I love when it's cold, but I my favorite season is summer 78. I'm going to a catholic all boy school 79. I am not afraid of dying, just curious to see where we go. 80. I sometimes cry for no reason 81. I would like to learn German 82. I love getting pedicures/manicures/facials 83. I draw on everything. 84. I crave lollipops all the time. 85. I don't mind narrow-minded people as long as they don't interfere with things i do mind about. 86. I love being so caught up in something or someone that I can't hear other things or see anything else except the thing im focused on. 87. I would probably get a tatoo or have one already 88. I love corny jokes. 89. I love water, and would choose it over many other beverages 90. I think people should at least understand the verbose usage I employ 91. I love the smell of burnt out candles 92. I believe in Karma (chameleon) 93. I love night time. 94. I prefer hanging out with girls over guys. 95. I consider myself as shy while others do not. 96. Please wear deoderant if you are 10 or older. PLEASE. 97. I am aware of being a disappointment to my family. 98. Skateboarding is a lifestyle. 99. I am horribly sentimental, I will not throw useless things out. YOUR TASK, COMMENTOR I. what numbers apply to you? II. what do you want more than anything, right at this moment? October2 2004 Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera What will be, will be When I grew up and fell in love I asked my sweetheart What lies ahead Will we have rainbows Day after day Here's what my sweetheart said Que sera, sera Whatever will be, will be The future's not ours to see Que sera, sera What will be, will be lovely little song, that one. and how fitting for this entry. i bought eternal sunshine of the spotless mind and i must say, it's one visually breathtaking, epic, beautiful movie. it is amazing. smiles throughout. gah, jim carrey is great in that movie, and also kate winslet. kirsten dunst is captivatingly naive and pitiful. haha i love the part where he first opens his eyes in the woods and as he does all you see is the ceiling and kirstin dunst just exclaims, "IT'S A BIRTHMARK!" hilarious. and also the way kate winslet's character acted when she was wearing the dress from the 60s or so. HAHA moreover the subtle arching tone of meloncholy the two torn lovers exude knowing of the loss of memory and the inevitablity of it all was more uplifting rather than depressing (though much of the latter). It was sad yet warming that they acknoledged the loss yet wanted to experience the rest together. ah me. i need to watch it again. and again. October1 2004 happy octombre folks. currently i have a wishlist. here goes: eternal sunshine of the spotless mind SAVED! (comes out TUESDAY) a new camera a piano the good earth - pearl s. buck a better computer or a faster modem a box of fortune cookies a subscription to new york times every radiohead cd ever a canvas and acrylic paints a room makeover a new room, actually a change of scenery the location of a nice photo developing place and the knowledge of how to make prints of my photos for reflections twelve inch by twelve inch post it notes a new set of markers an alphabetized bookshelf based on author and subject a bagpack with more pockets to NUKE spyware a black jacket a silk screening apparatus to make shirts a cd with "my sharona" and "video killed the radio star" on it to win ck asb pick of the week my birthday to come early ridgetop reunions masking tape green painter's tape inspiration to take pictures of people without them noticing assorted candles (unscented.. or actually vanilla or something like cookies) a tennis court to skip high school and go on to college to stop obsessing photoshop cs james taylor and the beach boys greatest hits the names of every commercial song i hear hits of the 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, and 60s the new u2 cd hello goodbye - bonnie something the friends and will and grace series dvds i've run out of ideas, but i guess it's pretty demanding. oh well. what do YOU want? September30 2004 man alive. oprah is my goddess. her show makes me smile hilariously and cry hysterically. my god. i need to stop watching it's too much. HAHA i was smiling crazily during the show where the girl gets a full scholarship tuition, book fee, and housing apartment for free at the university of her choice cause she was homeless but a 4.0 gpa and everything. bells and whistles. and the getting the cars, crazy. oprah is praiseworthy. September30 2004 so i'm at school. there's just that something about mist and the quiet of other kids not present that makes me feel misty and quiet. guess what, folks:
that's right, i quit fccla, and my post as historian. ehh. alls well that ends well. i got selected as sophomore rep though. except because of it, i may have to quit pep club and leave the queen alone. kristine (who was doing these clubs with me) isn't doing anything but honor society now. shootski. ok bye bye. bell rung. September 25 2004 hey kids, reading is fun. so if you go to ck, i have to tell you about the free 3 page printing limit. it is insanely exploited by me in the salad plate filled obscenely with salad way that janelle and i have exploited before. well, i have been visiting poems.com for a while now, and i have been printing the daily poems every day of school. gonna make an anthology, folks. chyeah. also, the clubs i've been attempting to join are as follows (the asteriks are for ones i've already joined): art clubcurrently reading: the good earth by pearl s. buck. and i am occupied with so much that i'll probably breakdown by midyear. remind me that psat sign up is on monday and that being a scholar is as hard as being productive in the first place. bah humbug. September13 2004 this was my favorite poetry book since so long ago. searching the rows of the ck library, i found this cherished tome with the other dusting books of last decade. it's amazing. i need to buy it. bu yit for me...? heh heh August29 2004 it seems that summer is crashing to halt and every noise i make is a whisper compared to screech of the daylong, oblong braking, and it stops. i've decided that words are too hard to articulate into messages of my day so a topic discussion is in order. epicurians. gourmets. they are fascinating. i've heard of people who can take a bite of something new to them and decipher its components to the very last spice and that is crazy. the only taste i can fully determine from all others is the pizza like quality (or does pizza retain its quality) of oregano. oh well. my curiosity has come and gone. despite my total excitement about taking new classes with new subjects, i still haven't taken the initiative to do my ap world history packet. oh well. doing homework for a class, not knowing exzactle (HAHA a tree grows in brooklyn reference, which is by far, one of my favorite things) what to study is obviously a hard task to undergo. plus i have drivers ed classes, which aren't teaching me anything atoll. i need a vacation. so many things to do extracurricularwise, so little time to waste. i want to start a photography club, since i heard nadine is starting a creative writing club (please). too afraid of authority to ask permission, to eager to stand idly at the forefront of my heaven sent. i may enter some photos to reflections and perhaps to jones soda for kicks. the kind that whips you in the face like a bruce lee video. hmm friday five has gone away. so, my loyal August28 2004 FIRST: First Crush: a girl from hawaii when i was 5 First Real Girlfriend: none First Car: toyota camry from my auntie First Date: march 2nd, 1989 HAHA First Kiss: was chocolate First Job: lemonade stand First Screenname: ryanld389 HAHA First Album/CD: first i heard was hits of the 20s or so from parent's collection First True Love: no one First Enemy: this one kid from kindergarten who stole my crayons, whose life i made miserable, albeit discreetly First Big Trip: from japan to hawaii First Detention: 7th grade, for tooting my own horn. the clarinet that is. HAHA First Time Dyeing My Hair: never First Formal Dance: fil-am pangeant HAHA First Time Getting Really Sick: pneumonia, 3rd grade First Hangover: will hopefully never come to pass LAST: Last Cigarette: never ever. Last Cuss Word Uttered: don't cuss. though i did say fudge when i hit my finger. Last Compliment: nice photographs. a billion years ago. Last Girlfriend/Boyfriend: zilch Last Crush: something amazing Last Time Driving: to barnes and noble Last Big Car Ride: from lovely cloudy rainy washington to humid sweaty insanely warm california and back Last Kiss: was a hug, and vanilla swirled in Last Good Cry: watching house of sand and fog again with the cousins Last Movie Seen: manchurian candidate Last Beverage Drank: gyuunyuu Last Food Comsumed: strawberry shortcake Last Phone Call: to janelle Last Thing Written: "how articulate" Last Show Watched: olympic diving Last Time Showered: this morning Last Shoes Worn: chuck taylors Last Person That You Saw Naked Besides You: HAHAHA i don't think i have Last CD Played: yeah yeah yeahs Last Item Bought: caramel frappacino for me and used a coupon for a free one for kelsey Last Disappointment: today, stolen goods, man. Last Annoyance: prying hands Last Ice Cream Eaten: neopolitian Last Song You Heard: cindy lauper - girls just wanna have fun Last Time Wanting To Die: hmm.. how morbid. silly kids Last Birthday Celebrated: jessica pearl's during driver's ed. August25 2004 stolen from aileen: List five things that (hardly) anyone knows about you: 1 i'm self conscious 2 i'm deathly afraid of furbies 3 i think being alone is great fun 4 i'm into old songs from 1920 to 1960 5 i cry during sad movies list five things that (almost) everyone knows about you: 1 i'm self conscious 2 i'm deathly afraid of bugs 3 i'm uncomfortable meeting new people 4 i think most of the world's inhabitants are idiots. probably me included. 5 i photograph and art it up List five people you enjoy spending time with: 1 neighborhood collective 2 schoolyard zeroes 3 people who are equally uncomfortable with meeting new people. especially if meeting for the first time. 4 familia 5 the world yep. i think that's everyone. hair color: black. eye color: dark brown height: 5' 8" shoe size: 9 stereotype: take your pick look alike: you. favorite cd: burnt cd's favorite outfit: button up and contrasting shirt or (track) jacket, jeans, chuckies. name a band no one knows you like: the crew cuts favorite restaurant: my posh kitchen song youre listening to right now: wet wet wet - love is all around last cd u listened to whole: daphne loves derbie and yeah yeah yeahs what are you wearing right now?: white button up, orange shirt over, jeans, socks. favorite subject in school: Science or English. favorite author: david sedaris and betty smith favorite poet: janelle q. and emily dickinson favorite lyricist: dunno favorite painter: andy warhol and (though he's an architect) i like frank lloyd wright. last book you read : wild swans - good book. book you want to read: joy luck club or catcher in the rye favorite shampoo/conditioner: citrus something favorite candle store: they have those? favorite makeup brand: crayola. HAHA have you ever been dumped: never even dated. your worst friend: why would i keep one. person you tried to make it work with: what? why didnt it?: what?? favorite flavor of coffee: caramel favorite smoothie flavor: taro favorite food: edible things comfort food: pizza, crispy favorite color: fluorescent green favorite photographer: that one guy... song you're listening to right now : 12 girls band cd(s) in your cd player: my burnt cd. what does your work uniform look like?: it says student your worst enemy: hypocritical bigots someone you strongly dislike: i don't like disliking people. bad karma, man. someone you miss: this one person someone you love: someone first person who had a crush on you: no one tells me these thigns first person you had a crush on: this girl from hawaii when i was 3 or 4. last movie you watched: the manchurian candidate tv show you watch late at night: family guy favorite tv show theme: HAHA degrassi! HAHA it's so ugly story behind your username: japanese alias from 5th grade, HAHA just stuck with it cause i like the pronounciation. one thing you're grateful for: my everything favorite elementary school memory: too many. worst elementary memory: dropping my food tray on my first day at my new school during 2nd grade and crying. fetishes: HAHAHAHA Four things your doing right now: 1 just wishing 2 and hoping 3 and praying 4 and thinking. HAHAHA August24 2004 THIS is the greatest written work on the fickle lives of teenagers from any generation. so what if it's actually an artical. if read in the right light, it's a symbolism filled metaphor for teenage trends and views. it shows the process, how trend is struck and trend is condemned by paradoxially trendier people who claim to be 'holier-than-thou.' teens are a fickle thing. i must store in my mind as life lesson. i feel energized. it must be my coffee. August 16 2004 you got it. so olympics is trae interesting (is it tray? oh well the 'trae" that means very.). much more than i had thought. gonna be an olympic badminton star one day, you'll see. going to drivers educational triathalon tommorow. events include sitting, listening and hopefully driving. why so much precautionary quotas? 56+ days of schooling? three days a week. so that's like. alot of weeks. someone try the math and if you're right, you win. i want to further my photographique technique. but what is a bounce sheet? is that the right term? what of lighting techniques and flash levels? i know terminology and aesthetic tweaking, but what is this excess clutter? it's the stuff you hide under your bed in order to provide the illusion of squeaky clean profession, that's what. kids these days know the easy way to look cool. July10 2004 california in a few days. can't go to seattle. thunderstorms here. farewell July8 2004 i've decided that i hate live journal. after two tries, only to satisfy the others who tell me that it's grand, i can't understand its terms and conditions not only for legal matters for layout rendition. i prefer old html, i can customize with keystrokes and don't mess with overrides. i don't understand why some think it easy to fill out some forms that leave no room for modification. i can edit anytime without style restriction. i love you html. July7 2004 i must digress this summer is less boring as all others. in fact, i might say its time gives me more liesure to contemplate more fathoms July7 2004 i've been trying to save time this summer. i don't want to waste any second of it, yet there are so many distractions. i want to read more, i want to do more, but i'm just as content doing and reading nothing. so far, i've read half of a tree grows in brooklyn and a page off of my ap world history packet. whoever said i was motivated needs to remind me that i am, because i guess i've forgotten. i've also wanted to practice tennis. too bad i'm mediocre and have no time to realize how mediocre i am through playing. i'm not sure i'll join next year. along the way, i've had many a confusing dream. strange conversations and events, but they've got me thinking. i have to notice more. i've failed with this layout gig. i'm thirsty for ideas but my well has dried up. go watch cold mountain, city of god and in america. now. |