I'm so glad that my new badminton racquet finally shipped out! Tomorrow we play De Anza and I'm ready to kick butt. I just hope I won't get too caught up and miss the birdie the entire time or smash at the net. *Knocks on wood.* I got a stupid blister from wearing my vans during practice, ew. Now I'm wearing a band-aid on my big toe. How awkward is that? Less awkward than me talking about my big toe. I'm weird, sorry.
I like milk. I don't know why. These days I've been drinking a large amount of milk. I remember in cooking class back in Livermore my teacher told me that she didn't like milk because it had a funny taste. It has a bad aftertaste when you leave it in your mouth, also a bad smell, but I think milk is good. Cheese is good too. At least I'm getting my daily dose of dairy.
I'm tired, but I have a large amount of homework due tomorrow. I'm probably going to end up doing it at 4 am in the morning. On the positive side, at least I only have to do 5 instead of the usual ten essay questions. We're at the last chapter for APUSH. Wow, already? I guess that means more time for essays, oh yes. -_-
Today for swimming, I actually enjoyed myself. Oh boy, oh boy. It's probably because we used the fins. No, I've never used fins before. They have got to be the most spiffiest things ever. However, we had to do butterfly strokes and coach was criticizing my strokes the most. I try! Well, hey, maybe I can try for the swim team next year if I ever improve in swimming?! Sike. I love badminton too much to do that.
Just finish up this week, then next week... then wala! Spring break. You know... I miss how every 6 weeks in Luella, we always get a week off. Although it kind of sucked because it took pretty much 3 - 4 weeks for me to adjust back into school. I fail.
I'm in a pretty spiffy mood from my last blog. :D I had a good day. Now all I want to do is sleep & for my racquet to get in asap.
Diane & I are gonna make it 5 - 4 tomorrow, yeah baby!
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Happy Belated Birthday Will&Joseph! I miss you guys tons. Hope you had a good one.
It's already Sunday. Just two more weeks until spring break. I seriously cannot wait. I just want to get everything over and done with. I need to sign up for SATs and start prepping for exams.
I hate assumptions, but then I pretty much live off of assumptions. I'm a damn hypocrite.
I wish I wasn't such a stubborn ass sometimes.
Fuck this.
It's already Sunday. Just two more weeks until spring break. I seriously cannot wait. I just want to get everything over and done with. I need to sign up for SATs and start prepping for exams.
I hate assumptions, but then I pretty much live off of assumptions. I'm a damn hypocrite.
I wish I wasn't such a stubborn ass sometimes.
Fuck this.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
I feel all burned out. I'm so tired. Although I got 8 hours of sleep last night, I'm exhausted more than ever! I need to get started on my theatre homework, before I forget again like last quarter. Boo. I feel pretty accomplished because over the past few weeks, I haven't been doing anything at all during math class. Well, I did do some stuff, but I just didn't understand it. Anyway, as he was going over grades today, I attempted to do some work, and TADA! I figured out most of the parts of my work.
I'm still short on credits for PE. I thought I would be settled with an entire year of dance next year (which I had to sacrifice pyschology for), but then he put me an A period. I'm pretty much all NO for that because I can barely even get my ass up at 7:15 in the morning. So, I'm taking summer school. However, along with that, I'm taking Algebra II. Yes, Algebra II. No, I didn't fail it first semester, quite the opposite actually. He told me to take two classes, and so I chose math. I didn't have a math first quarter, so I felt like I should take it for the heck of it. Hopefully I won't regret it.
Badminton. I love badminton. It's what I look forward to everyday besides going home, of course. I need a new racquet though. Hopefully, my racquet will come before the season is over. First, I need to order one. I don't know which to get. Anyway, we have 4-4 win/loss. I'm looking forward to the next 3 to 4 games, after that... no. I need to practice more and learn how to block smashes instead of ducking and screaming like I usually do. Sad, huh? Diane can do it. I'm jealous. :[ Just kidding. :] Well, maybe just a bit. Harhaaar~ She's a great partner though, for dealing with the back. I try to do the back, I'm tired as hell after just running across the court ONCE or twice. Boo.
Well, it's ten pm already. I need to get started on my homework. Goodnight folks.
I'm still short on credits for PE. I thought I would be settled with an entire year of dance next year (which I had to sacrifice pyschology for), but then he put me an A period. I'm pretty much all NO for that because I can barely even get my ass up at 7:15 in the morning. So, I'm taking summer school. However, along with that, I'm taking Algebra II. Yes, Algebra II. No, I didn't fail it first semester, quite the opposite actually. He told me to take two classes, and so I chose math. I didn't have a math first quarter, so I felt like I should take it for the heck of it. Hopefully I won't regret it.
Badminton. I love badminton. It's what I look forward to everyday besides going home, of course. I need a new racquet though. Hopefully, my racquet will come before the season is over. First, I need to order one. I don't know which to get. Anyway, we have 4-4 win/loss. I'm looking forward to the next 3 to 4 games, after that... no. I need to practice more and learn how to block smashes instead of ducking and screaming like I usually do. Sad, huh? Diane can do it. I'm jealous. :[ Just kidding. :] Well, maybe just a bit. Harhaaar~ She's a great partner though, for dealing with the back. I try to do the back, I'm tired as hell after just running across the court ONCE or twice. Boo.
Well, it's ten pm already. I need to get started on my homework. Goodnight folks.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
I don't know why I moved here, honestly. I go on Xanga daily, but I rarely ever blog. I don't think I'll successfully keep up this blog either. Boo. After over 4 years of having my xanga, (two years I went on an unannounced hiatus, pretty much), I moved here. I won't make it a goal to blog here daily, because I'm a failure in keeping goals. So what happens, happens.
My grandma left to Australia yesterday. I miss her already. I don't have anyone to really rant to randomly in the house. I would rant to my mom, but I would probably end up getting criticized for being such a complainer. I hope she has fun though. :) The kids are driving me nuts, however, including my mom. I know it sounds cruel, but ever since she was practically introduced to the computer and the oh-so-fantastic internet, she's been on my back more frequently. Here she is trying to learn how to use a computer, and yes, I do teach her how to do the tasks. But, she ends up coming to me later and making me do it instead. She's my mom though, I love her. At least she knows how it bothers me and annoys me to do this stuff. She's been laying low these past few days. I feel bad.
My nephew, my nephew... he's a good kid, honestly, but he drives me NUTS. I don't think I've ever met a child with such a short attention span. But Michelle, he's just a kid! I know, but is it really necessary to take 20 minutes just to blow your nose? I continously remind him to do something, then he's always like, "Yes, auntie!" A few minutes later, I remind him again and tell him to do it at the moment, then he just responds with an "Oh. Okay, auntie!" Then zones off again. Actually, on Sunday, I pulled out my 'ole box of nail polishes, pulled out all the bottles, and told him to count them all so that he wouldn't distract my grandma from packing. If he got the amount of nail polishes incorrect, I get to paint his nails. I, sadly, knew the amount of nail polishes I had. I watched him for two and a half hours counting the nail polishes. 50 bottles in total, actually. No, he never got the correct amount. Yes, I ended up painting his nails as a punishment. Clear polish, but since his fingers were pink-ish, he thought I was actually painting them pink. He was freaking out so badly. I cleaned it off later though. :)
You know, I really do miss Georgia. I remember ranting about it when I moved there and missing my friends so much. Now, I just feel completely seperated from all my friends. It's rather depressing. My sister isn't there to bother me anymore, no more swimming/badminton/tennis with friends. It's already been over half a year, and I'm over it, but I'm just dealing with the what-if's here and there. I just feel totally out-of-it, you know? It doesn't help either that I only see my closest friends once a damn month.
Well, I was planning to get 8 hours of sleep tonight, but I failed now I'm only getting 6 hours. Damn it.
4-4. We can do this, yes we can. I need a new racquet.
My grandma left to Australia yesterday. I miss her already. I don't have anyone to really rant to randomly in the house. I would rant to my mom, but I would probably end up getting criticized for being such a complainer. I hope she has fun though. :) The kids are driving me nuts, however, including my mom. I know it sounds cruel, but ever since she was practically introduced to the computer and the oh-so-fantastic internet, she's been on my back more frequently. Here she is trying to learn how to use a computer, and yes, I do teach her how to do the tasks. But, she ends up coming to me later and making me do it instead. She's my mom though, I love her. At least she knows how it bothers me and annoys me to do this stuff. She's been laying low these past few days. I feel bad.
My nephew, my nephew... he's a good kid, honestly, but he drives me NUTS. I don't think I've ever met a child with such a short attention span. But Michelle, he's just a kid! I know, but is it really necessary to take 20 minutes just to blow your nose? I continously remind him to do something, then he's always like, "Yes, auntie!" A few minutes later, I remind him again and tell him to do it at the moment, then he just responds with an "Oh. Okay, auntie!" Then zones off again. Actually, on Sunday, I pulled out my 'ole box of nail polishes, pulled out all the bottles, and told him to count them all so that he wouldn't distract my grandma from packing. If he got the amount of nail polishes incorrect, I get to paint his nails. I, sadly, knew the amount of nail polishes I had. I watched him for two and a half hours counting the nail polishes. 50 bottles in total, actually. No, he never got the correct amount. Yes, I ended up painting his nails as a punishment. Clear polish, but since his fingers were pink-ish, he thought I was actually painting them pink. He was freaking out so badly. I cleaned it off later though. :)
You know, I really do miss Georgia. I remember ranting about it when I moved there and missing my friends so much. Now, I just feel completely seperated from all my friends. It's rather depressing. My sister isn't there to bother me anymore, no more swimming/badminton/tennis with friends. It's already been over half a year, and I'm over it, but I'm just dealing with the what-if's here and there. I just feel totally out-of-it, you know? It doesn't help either that I only see my closest friends once a damn month.
Well, I was planning to get 8 hours of sleep tonight, but I failed now I'm only getting 6 hours. Damn it.
4-4. We can do this, yes we can. I need a new racquet.
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