| Neheh. Update. |
[Mar. 11th, 2005|11:32 pm] |
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History class.
Some guys weren't paying attention. We were studying Japan and how some random workers had a company song. She made us stand up and we were gonna sing it, but then she made us do jumping jacks, threatened to fire those who didn't and made us say a pledge of allegiance to her classroom.
Japanese class - Hikida sensei's Engrish never seems to fail at obfuscating things. "Can you read an octopus?"
Parents want us to take the SAT I thing in June. Mmugh. We're done.
...CAN you read an octopus? O_o |
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| Friday |
[Sep. 11th, 2004|06:51 pm] |
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| | Opeth - "In My Time of Need" | ] |
This Friday was possibly the scariest in my *cough*life*uncough*, and then again, it was probably the nicest. It's really funny how things turn out.
It was especially funny when Anna got hit with inspiration, went up to the room with computers and tried to write. Then I followed and "assisted" - "Now write about somebody's eyes busting open!!!". Then Thomas and Zackary came and Thomas was saying something to Anna...and she was gripping her head, trying to write...it was so amusing, we interrupted him with that. "You know, it's kinda funny, you're talking to her, she's trying to concentrate, and nobody else is listening..."
I wonder when we'll actually get around to present Zack with his gift. Beautiful, pink, uber-fuzzy...SOCKS. |
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| Summer starts. |
[Jun. 10th, 2004|10:18 pm] |
Yamiyo No Kage: your house it...1209 cobblestone, right?
Inferno787: ya
Yamiyo No Kage: okay good. If not - move.
Inferno787: 1259
Yamiyo No Kage: ...
Yamiyo No Kage: fine
Yamiyo No Kage: sheesh. Okay..so I'm coming after you on Sunday. With Anna, though.
Inferno787: wat time?
Yamiyo No Kage: ...STOP MAKING ME THING SCHOOL IS OVER
Yamiyo No Kage: ...THINK
Inferno787: =-O
Yamiyo No Kage: spelling doesn't wokr today
Yamiyo No Kage: ...WORK |
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| Oh hi. |
[Jun. 8th, 2004|03:06 pm] |
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I probably will be updating, but with very personal matters which don't concern anybody who doesn't know the URL to this. Otherwise, all my stuff goes to my Xanga (which is very purple-pretty)
http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=Shelest |
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[Feb. 6th, 2004|10:04 pm] |
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...Dear God, I can't stay mad for two seconds :p |
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| Blargh. |
[Feb. 4th, 2004|08:11 pm] |
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This guy I've heard from my friend about briefly somehow got hold of my sn on AIM and he didn't know know who I was. Peachy? Oh no.
He started buggering me about my name. I didn't tell him. He started swearing at me. I did the worst thing I could do and swore back. In Russian, mind you. Then we somehow got off that subject. He then called me a b**** in Russian. I did not like that very much. I told him to stop, he said he didn't even know what that meant. Just great, an idiot to completely brighten my day, right there. I'm not saying I acted less idiotically, but we both could've avoided the tension. Especially because I think he's not sorry for what he said or even suspects I got offended and I sit here, moping about it.
And one other thing that pissed me off was the Club day. Let's see, out of 20+ members like maybe 7 came, 3 of those (one [only one, btw, didn't see the other one] president, a girl I know and me) stayed and watched over the table. Come on, guys. Where the heck is the spirit...just show up, it's not really that hard. And the other president, she didn't mention having any plans, she actually implied on being there...it kinda saddened me.
Other things I messed up on:
-CD burning (wasted, like, two or Rs...maybe it's not my day with technology.)
-I'll just slap the test I got an 86 on here because what I missed was pure idiocy.
I'm really tired of all this. Every living day, I manage to mess up somewhere. Human? I know it's human. I guess some of us are more "human" then others then?...
Next week is the Valentine's day. Every stinking year that thing ganged up with gravity and pushed my happy-happy self farther into the pit or utter depression. I come to realise - there is no one for me and never will be; there is a small bit of hope somewhere in me, but when I look in the mirror, it decreases more and more, until the darkness swallows it up and I'll be left all alone to face 'life' (not that I found one but poo ^^).
Something's wrong with the stupid world and I think it's me >_>;;; |
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| Life 101 |
[Jan. 19th, 2004|09:26 pm] |
No one like friends make you realize just how unwanted and useless you are.
You'd think after that they're not friends. They are. You know they don't mean it. Perhaps they do, but let's just go with the first scenario. No one really wants to be feared. To be taken as a joker in everything. To be taken as a pretender, as a soulless bastard (forgive my French), as 'someone over there' all the time. Nothing more to say right now. Perhaps I will regret this entry later, most likely I will. Most likely I'll look at it later and say, "wow, what a worried and completely pathetic fool I am!" But I'll live. Even if this life is soaked with self pity, depression, loneliness, and complete inability to be myself. |
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| It starts with F. And ends with inals. |
[Jan. 16th, 2004|06:59 pm] |
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| | A.F.I. - "Girl's not Grey" (they have nice bunnies) | ] |
One less final to study for...well, too bad I already DID. Above 94% people in History don't have to take the final; I have a 96 and I won't take chances. One girl who's pretty smart told me she had a 93 and will take it. I respect her and all...but I'd appreciate if she didn't keep such a straight face when she was joking around. I hope she was joking around. She said she was serious. Her problem, of course, but I still feel kind of confused?
During History we had a review game where the teacher asks you a question and you stand up, answer wrong - remain standing, asks next person, if right - you repeat, sit down. So there was one question, "Why did Joseph II accept Enlightenment ideas?" Half the class was standing, and they called me, and I was completely baffled so my brain or whatever's replacing it there switched to sappy mode, thereby producing a half-squeal "Because he loved his people!!!!!!!!!!!" Amazingly, that was correct.
But I wondered, the absolute monarchs, people who desired power were not really questioned. They wanted power. End of story. The "nice" ones, the 'people' ones pretty well could've been - why did they want to help the people? Why did they want to sacrifice their power for the betterment of lives of other people? It's just so illogical that that should be questioned! I think that's why she didn't want to ask me to elaborate; because she knew that. Thank God I have this wonderful person for the whole year.
Math. 1/2 Science. English. Japanese. I can probably spend half a day on the last two, finish off science in the remaining half, then spend two days on Math.
Then there's negotiating with my parents about ComicWorks. It's a spiffy program with screentones, backgrounds, other useful stuff for a manga artist with a scanner. Problem being, it's $100. I could probably get my parents pay a half of that because of my grades if they won't go down until the 23rd (Birthday, I accept cash, check, and tanks). Or if...okay, now take a deep breath and hold...ace the finals! HahahahahAHAHAHAH! Oh, God, now THAT's hilarious!...>_> |
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| System Failure |
[Jan. 12th, 2004|06:01 pm] |
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| | Coheed and Cambria - "Devil in Jersey City" | ] |
"Hello, God? It seems that Sense of Humor 5.6 is unable to run simultaneously with Common Sense 1.0. Although Guilt 9.8 is running splendidly..."
So we took a joke too far. I was with my friend Sunday afternoon. A couple of people on AIM chatting with her knew that. We were really bored.
Me: hey, type *hugs you*.
Her:....okay....*types*
Zack (on aim): Who did that?
Us, on her account: Her
Zack: not helping!
So we did that to 3 other guys...2 were her friends, took it lightly (might I mention, same reaction as Zack. Same answer, too...), the third just kinda logged off on us, so did Zack...man, I'm afraid that we seriously pissed them both off...I feel like poo...I hope they forgive us...man...:( |
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| The Concept of Sanity |
[Jan. 7th, 2004|09:47 pm] |
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Ah, Anime Club. It'd be wonderful if the people with tapes ever showed up. They don't, neither the tapes, nor they.
I spotted a guy from my Japanese class. Asked him why he wasn't there today. Said he had a psyche test and giggled. I asked for a clarification - he explained, "They wanted to see if I was sane or not". Giggled again. I asked him how it went. "They think I'm sane". More giggles. Stupid tests.
While we WEREN'T watching anything, I got one picture for my English project done. Don't care if she likes anime or not. Most people in English can't draw anyway. The second one is lying in my scanner above the running white light. It soon shall be inked and hopefully, CGed. Fear my CGing skills. They're rabid. I'm actually going ahead of the schedule I had to make for the pictures - 5 pictures, 2 in CGing state, third has to be scanner, fourth - inked, fifth...well, I've...started? >_> Yes, yes I did. 3 of those are birthday presents. Which means I have to get them done fast, because one is in about...2 days and I've Ged...1/3rds...Thank God I knew about the other two b-day dates before hand, or you wouldn't be seeing me type for a very long time.
Art...matching colors is a pain in the behind...that blue is non-human, I tried adding violet today to my mix, kinda worked...makes me want to paint over the original picture so they'd MATCH O_O Oy, whatever. I refuse to bother with it much longer. Three days over a square inch is quite enough. Wait, I don't have art tomorrow. Peace...
Which reminds me, I have to deal with the dancing class I for some reason put in my field of chosen ones. Me = no dancer, no, no. I don't want to do da boogey. Not even try...well, actually, I tried, took dancing two times in Russia, that pretty much embedded the wincing after whenever 'dancing' is being mentioned. No, I did good, in fact, better than the most, but dancing wasn't my thing. What's my thing? Art. But on another note, that won't get me anywhere. You have to be the best of the best of the best to get a high-paying job in ART. I may be just the lower of the lowest. I love it, nevertheless. Which leaves me with another question, what then, if not Art? Medicine, I suppose. I have still time to change myself back, to the way I was then, not wincing when I saw severe injuries on TV, when I watched thrillers to get used to the blood and gore I, without a doubt, would be facing in the future. I wonder how I came to "Eeeeew" with the other girls in my class during first aid movies. I'm becoming/became pathetic; is it just me? Or did someone else go to a little pathetic self-pitying whiner? I assume that it is just me. |
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