Black Horse
Friday, February 29, 8:14 PM
I haven't been writing much because there hasn't been much to write about. We danced, skipping 7th period. All the freshmen PE classes assembled in the large gym. Rehearsal was not tiring, only a quick run through. The first few periods before ours did well. I liked many of the musical choices, not 6th period though. I got the Red Cross tshirt design done, I hope it's okay. I like it. I haven't been talking to some people, and I've noticed that. I'm trying though. I lost my French notebook, so I must redo all the work, recopy all the notes. I won't get full credit, but I can't find the book! I need to take a vocab test for English since our class was 7th period. I turned in my book reports, but not my review sheet for bio. I'm not doing good in Bio and Geo, but I actually know the material. It's the work I've been missing that kills my grades. I need to take that Genetics test for Winterstein as well. Ah, need to get it done by next week. Berkeley's coming up, and I'm exhilerated. I saw the shirts they had for the science fair this year, Sciencepolooza. Yes, I want one. It's niftier then the Science Bowl tshirts.
Placid Water
Tuesday, February 26, 9:37 PM
Okay. I can blog more today. I finished my homework pretty quickly. Online, we had a debate on whom Annie should ask to Sadie Hawkin's, ModelUN styled. So this morning I was called up for our French Tshirt project. I did wonderful job, but I was concerned enough when Madame Anderson didn't give any feedback during the presentation. I'm used to being corrected in midspeech, but wow, I prevailed! I got to demonstrate the vocabulary I picked up during the weekend. Art class wasn't a bore, we had a guest speaker in Dahl Hall. From the Art Insitute, I think she's doing her job well, but I'm not convinced I want to go there. They did make a mention of a culinary program there, but it seems only minor. I'm ready for something bigger. PE was a breeze, though I missed Friday's class; the dance was too simple. I found today too bland, nothing bad really happened though.
We All have Our Payams
Sunday, February 24, 9:26 PM
Everyone has a purpose in life. Every has their own skills and things they can or cannot do. Because I don't want to write alot, I'll simplify it. Having a Payam in your life makes everything easier. You just have to bare the good with the bad.
It's solved!
"So I was doing my homework in record time, but then I got to this section and I died. There are 15 more problems like this, and it wouldn't be any help looking through the back of the book for answers, if I don't know how to do the problem. So anyone, just help me. Once I get this done, I can look back and remember how easy it actually is."
Your Heart will Guide You
Saturday, February 23, 8:42 PM
Today turned out fabulous. Like in many romance movies, the lead character makes a mad dash to the airport, pleading their lover not to leave. So, my dash wasn't as dramatic or as rushed. Some factors wanted to hold me back, but this wouldn't stop me. I would face the cold weather; I would run out of the house without further notice. It was dark in the morning; but as I got closer to school the sun glorified the skies. I had on my grey hoodie, striped Hollister henley, and a great determination to be with the science bowl people. I knew I was intruding, but whatever, Joseph invited me and I would not decline. There wasn't enough space for me at first. We worked it out, but only after a long wait in the coldness. The sky transitioned through many colors.Mr. Shih, who just met me today asked to confirm with my dad to let me go to the Science Bowl. I really would've been upset if it didn't work out. He asked whether I brought in a permission slip, but Alex vouched for me saying that the slips were turned into Joseph a long, long time ago. What a nice guy. I called my dad and he was just waking up. He wasn't aware of my absence, but Mr. Shih, with his big heart, convinced my dad to let me go. Did I mention I didn't sleep because of this opportunity? I was too excited to come; I did jumping jacks to calm down. I got to go along with Michelle, the ride there had good conversation.
I didn't have breakfast with the crew. Nothing looked too good. I skipped it, and watched the second team most of the day. I heard the first team was doing rather well. By lunch break, we sat around. Danny seemed very down. Some more sleep would've helped him lift his mood. I was left out alittle sitting with strangers, who were actually volunteers and students at Berkeley. They pointed out some nice details about getting around town. Lunch was decent and I liked the cookies. Our first team went through elemination rounds; time seemed to pass by slowly. We were very close to winning the last match, but we ended up in third place anyways. Alex was upset. I just wanted to give him a hug, and I did. Wow, I didn't restrain myself from giving out affection for once.
It was indeed a long day, but it was nice to go out for sushi. It was raining, but we got to the right place. It would open in thirty minutes. I don't know how, but we sang with Michelle's Ipod and time flew by. My conception of time is higly dissorted now. I didn't care for the sushi, and got a bento box meal. It was more reasonably priced ($9.95) than the one in Jonathan Ho's newspaper article. Hoai got curry; he didn't like it. Danny played with the Edamame pea pods, but didn't touch much of his soba noodles. People had tempura; I remember liking it, but now I just rather avoid it. I was right, the weather cleared up and it was nice being inside the restuarant. The ceiling had a glittery touch.
We were to go out for frozen yoghurt afterwards? How were we to watch a movie after that? No time! And there was no time. The girls excluding Kathy, Mr. Shih and Kevin got to the frozen yoghurt shop early. It took the boys forever to get here. I think it was 40 minutes later that they went inside the shop. I had stomache pangs from further stress. I was worrying about the boys I guess, and I recovered later. Michelle and I ordered a half cookie and creams and half french vanilla, topped with white chocolate. I got a little messy from the yoghurt; Danny laughed and it was a first today. I realized we totally should've taken more photos this day. There's always next time. Danny and Michelle rode back home together. It started raining once more, I had things to think about, but it didn't seem to matter now.
I just had a relaxed time getting back to Andrew Hill. I called my dad to pick me up when we were 10 minutes away from campus.So it turns out, I've been out much of this week. I told my dad I wouldn't be going anywhere tomorrow, but I plan to bake an ice cream cake at Annie's tomorrow. I will, but I made myself promise to finish my math homework. Let's see how this turns out. I wonder if it can compare to today. I can't wait to get back to school, and yet I haven't done all my work. Hahah. It'll be fine. I will get something done! I thought I'd get home later today.
It isn't late, but it feels like later. Sleep deprivation, maybe? I seriously still am bursting with emotions. Classify them, and put them somewhere else. The Sadie Hawkin's dance sponsored by Andrew Hill's Junior class will be schduled for March 21st, 8-11pm. I hope I'm attending, I hope Berkeley's good. I hope Annie will be happy on her birthday. This is all less than a month away, I love you all.
Mock @ MLK-February
Thursday, February 21, 11:41 PM
Better Off
Wednesday, February 20, 7:49 PM
Ah, well the position papers were close to getting done; however the last paragraph stumped our progress. I woke at 8 to find people already awake, and none of them ready for our club's mock conference held later in the day. I've been listening to hiphop this night, just to try something different. It doesn't seem so mainstream anymore. It doesn't seem to bother me as much. I've struggled to write my thoughts down, but with little avail. I'm trying to get out of the formalities of a ModelUN paper. I can summarize the debate of Obama vs. Hilary, but it wasn't biggest part of my day. In past nights, I pushed off choosing a legislation to represent. The night before, I basically screamt, "forget all this!" I didn't plan in participating within the conference. I couldn't take the topic seriously, and as thought opinions backed with vague sources were repeated once and once more. As the state of California, it was suprising to find that Hilary won the popular vote. But then again US politics, I'm not one to keep up with it. Any assumptions, predictions, made only fall into two catagories for me: proven correct and proven false.
Most delegates provided inadequate reasons on why their candidate is preferred over the other. It solely annoyed me that none of what we brought to the table seemed convincing enough. Not all states were present during the conference, and single delegates also chose to be celebrity endorsers of a candidate.The majority of the club actively partipated in bashing each other. Both the chair and the delegates grew tired of such a quarrel. Resolutions were being carefully drafted during the unmoderated caucus. Victor came in and presented us with the story of the subsitute gavel prize, the pizza server. This was of course relating back to SCV, and the simple story of when we stole the prize from a pizzeria. A lunch break was not scheduled, but came when the club was allowed 30 minutes to grab some quick nourishment. Annie was the girl smart enough to bring flipflops. She didn't endure the inconvience of heels while we walked. The girls headed to Togo's and several of us came to Quickly's. I walked so slowly. Old music videos were still being played on the flatscreen. Within 30 minutes, it was unlikely that I could finish any big meal. I settled for the madeline cookies. We left Isabelle waiting for her order at Quickly's, but we made it back just on the dot.
Food and beverage was not previously allowed in the room, but the chair instructed us to place our doggie bags at the corner of the table if need be. It's not within our ModelUN spirit to waste food, "We are not to leave any burrito untouched."Resolution work continued. Alex(Maria Schriver) came in; he really missed everything. What a shame, well I just sat and watched him go on Limewire. His musical selections were what I would've picked out. I had a set image of Alex listening to only classical music previously. We presented two resolutions; primarily one for Clinton and one supporting Obama as Democrative representative. After voting bloc, things wrapped up nicely. Annie, Donna, Phuc and I headed outside the building.
I had a minor headache entering the conference; it still existed. Steven and Payam followed us to the back of the MLK. "Rock on!!!"as response to the sight of a skateboarder with a boombox in his hand. I was met with an odd stare. Payam greatly bothered us with his pridish anctics. We clearly outwit him. Donna gave me the rest of her burrito. It helped me ignore Payam slobbing the messy burrito. Donna suggested we go to Starbuck's; I seconded the motion. It would've been a better place to relax. We used faux names and ran incognito; obviously, the staff didn't pay mind to us. Donna's Green Tea with Strawberry Syrup beat my mediorce Green Tea blended Passionfruit. Mine was dissapointing. It sounded so nice, and yet it couldn't live up to its name. It's like our legislation of California today. Donna headed home. The rest of us had a nice talk on dating and the upcoming Sadie Hawkins' dance next month. Stomach aches were caused by my confusion and stress during the conversation. We saw Andrew today. Phuc had his mother drive him home; my dad eventually came. I was cold.
Hearts all over the World Tonight
Monday, February 18, 5:46 PM
So the fraud sent the Email stating:
Kathy,
We regret to inform you, but sadly you have been removed from Andrew Hill MUN due to your lack in prefomance in Andrew Hill's chear leading team.
-Victor
Bad spelling isn't it? It was dated at 3'o clock. The moment I left the Martin Luther King library yesterday. I wonder who it can be? I think some physical violence would solve this. Phuc says to make a botch Photoshop image of the culprit for revenge, but screw that. I want to do something, ensuring that no one else is hurt in the process. Like I said, some physical damage would be good. Maybe a raquet to some body parts are two?
Non-Productive
Sunday, February 17, 10:34 PM
My dad bought me a badminton set, I disliked the colors and build. I told him to return it, and we went to Big Five to look for a more suitable raquet. I didn't find the perfect one, but something close enough. I don't like ths grip of it. Well, I made it to the ModelUN meeting at the MLK. It was the least productive one I've ever been to. It was also one of the least entertaining. Yes, people were there, but barely. I called Payam asking where everyone was. They were in the TeenCenter; Steven, Micheal and Victor. Well, more people showed up later. I didn't do much, Victor urged us to check out books for our research. I didn't bring a card for once. I chilled. More people came, and screw that, I knew we weren't going to get anything done. Phuc called and said he came back from Fresno. He could make it to the meeting. I'm glad he did, but I didn't stay too long at the library. I'm kind of glad about that too. It was taking too much of my time. In the library, there was this guy looking up porn. Payam couldn't stop pointing that out.It seems that other BMUN delegates haven't prepared as much as Phuc and I have. They were the ones being nosy.
I knew I would've have time to eat out on this outing, but wow, I didn't spend any money today. The freshmen boys were watching Naruto on the labtops. I wasn't able to celebrate Nguyen's birthday with the girls. My dad picked me up, and we were at Lion Market. We bought snacks for tonight's Red Cross movie night/potluck. I only recognized Michelle and Alex at first. I was introduced to Christine; her mom was our ride after all. I had a good time there. The theme was French food, but that was a hard cuisine to cook up. We ended up with pizza, cupcakes and tons of chips. Yes, it was junk food, but it was the good kind. We played social games to break the ice. I met Wai that way. She's shy, but really awesome. I met other Red Cross members, and I wasn't shy as I thought I'd be. The movie itself, I didn't want to sit through it. I watched it 6 times before, but I didn't mind being there. I got home fine.
Freshnors as GhostBusters
Friday, February 15, 6:16 PM
Yes. It was the big shabam. It was the day of the Winter Rally. I wasn't involved with this week. I wasn't involved with this rally. I dissapointed many of us. Both classes spent more time painting posters than rehearsing the skits. There were good aspects to both the Junmores and Freshnor's skits. Phuc and I delivered the school newspaper around school today. Ink on our hands, Louie told us we might get mesophilioma. That's a laugh. I don't think I feel as sick anymore. Phuc was running by so fast. We daddled after the job was done. I was glad to miss PE class. Dance is so boring, and useless. We haven't learned much. Miss Davis barely wants me out of the class, but I totally want out! I'll catch up eventually. Chris told us of his plan to presidency next year. I hope that goes well. After the rally I caught up with My-Huong and Diana. They wanted to play badminton, and were smart enough to bring a birdie. However, the outside conditions made the wind a big obstacle. I went home a little after. Open gym is cancelled for this Sunday. There wasn't badminton practice all week. What's really on my mind is what I should do for the Modelun meetings coming up. It's going to be a busy winter break. I do have homework.
Tuck Me In
Thursday, February 14, 7:20 PM
I walked with Kevyn to school. I had a easy day. The ModelUN meeting, I got to share the chocolates. It was nice. I asked Annie to hang out afterschool today. I found myself
with free time today, no detention. Phuc went to Golf, and we watched the Freshnors practice for a bit. And yes, it's offical I am avoding people. Annie and I thought aboutt he places we could go. Bussing was out of question, but good luck came. Claudia wasn't busy much. We went out to starbucks, the three girls. Walking for a bit, and we bonded. We talked about everyone's history at school, we talked about boys. I got a scone and a triple chocolate cupcake. I couldn't finish that much sugar. It was liberating, and then we called Phuc. Phuc was out of practice within ten minutes, and he grabbed a sandwich at quizno's. We all walked back to school. Jeremy was looking for me I guess. He was holding a bouquet of pink roses. They were lovely, and I asked who they were for. He said it was for me. The day ended pretty soon, walked home carrying the bouquet.
I wrote this in morning:
Hahah. When the actual day comes, I feel pretty good. Maybe because we don't have to start school until 10:30. It works out well. I got my bag of chocolates and I can look back to last year when Jose suprised us with a heart shaped box of chocolates. I never got a bite out of the box, but it was the only Valentines I really got anything. I've always wondered how the popular girls got so much roses and candy, but I guess it's because they tend to give out the extravagant gifts themselves. I can't sit at home and complain that I never get anything, because the fact is, I never give anything out. I should, if I expect to get anything back. However, this year it came by so fast and I ran to the grocer's and end up eating half the chocolate I bought. It's so darn good. Prices are going to be dropped soon, and things will seem good. I'd like to have a valentines sometime next year. I planned and hoped it was a particular someone, but as we can see; I've got no one. But no Mr. Lonely for me, I'm okay. I feel happy? It's unexpected but I don't get these blues.
B-Tained
Wednesday, February 13, 5:23 PM
Freak. I had detention. There wasn't much to do in there. I swear, I wasn't looking forward to it. I had detention for not bring a school ID. After I got out, we found out that Badminton was cancelled. However, Nguyen stayed for a bit with me. We ran a little lap with the Track team. I talked to Joseph, it's been a while. He's a nice guy; I wonder how he's doing. We had our fun; then we went with Diana and My-Huong. We looked at the boy's tennis team. We played games. I ran around in circles. Diana has drawings of fashion design. Creative, I say. We had a little childhood moment. The boys came out of track and field. Suprisingly, we went out to eat in Jack in the Box. Chris Martinez joined us. The fries were good. Oh, it was dark when I walked home. It was windy too. Its been a while since I just relaxed with the buddies. I was freaking out this week about not having any fun. I guess it's not true. I will find time for my friends. Around school, there's just boredom. We need more things to happen. It is spirit week, but it doesn't feel like it.
Recovering
Thursday, February 7, 7:04 PM
Ahhh.... I was sick yesterday with a fever. I wasn't in class. I took a hot shower, and I felt better after a little rest. In total, I slept for 7 hours. When walking home from school today, there were alot of police cars, ambulences, and firetrucks head in the same direction. I was really wondering what the heck was going on. So let's start off, in the morning, I was jetlagged. I dressed in warm baggy clothes and my dad drove me to school. I was there with minutes to spare. I wasn't able to speak much, but I think I did find projecting my voice. I got kudos for saying apple pie in French. I was partners with Sophie again since Antoinette's not coming back from England until next Thursday. They're both very smart girls. I thought the day would feel longer, but brunch came up. My voice cleared up; third period was okay. Lunch was another ModelUN meeting. Nice time, I wonder if I could really think straightly. Phuc and I find out that our position paper deadline's tomorrow. We can totally get that done. PE seemed to last forever. I talked with Josselyn and Ruby, a lot of laughs there. Afterschool, Phuc of course found me in Mr. Dee's room. We worked in one of the smaller computer labs. Norita came by and asked if we wanted to work in Mr. McClouskey's room with her. There wasn't any reason to object. Eventually, Phuc and I got most of our work done. We need to finish references; the internet was slower than a tortoise. More distractions came when the Red Cross officers held their meeting in the room. It was over, and the guys brought out their Yugioh cards. I'm suprised, as people used to be really into it, but they dropped the game. I didn't talk much most of the day, but do I even talk that much?
Dennis to Denny's
Tuesday, February 5, 8:05 PM
Dennis did invite me to go to this morning to
Denny's. Well, people left school by the time my dad drove me there. It wasn't that I overslept, my dad just happened to take a while. It's just the right timing, I convinced my dad to drive me to the restaurant. The buddies were quiet....No one bothered to call me right? It's okay, I forgive them. As usual, I got my nachos! The upperclassmen arrived a little after we got our order. It wouldn't have bothered me much, but I was eating like a slob. I took out some nachos, in hopes that they wouldn't be too soggy by the next time I eat them. Paid for my nachos; Tina and Dorathy were in McDonalds. We left early, to get Starbucks, but we weren't able to get there. A police officer pulled us over. It was so dumb; we were told to stand right in front of his car. What he wanted to run us over? The officer was nice and I understand he was doing his job, but it was a waste of all our time to question us. He had thought we were ditching school, and a couple of us were too shy to speak. A backup car arrived, how odd. We could see the seniors checking up on us, but they went back inside Denny's when they spotted the cops. I guess they don't care enough about us, and let the little freshmen rot in the cold world. Louie sort of handled this situation for us. He did the majority of the talking. We took our our IDs and told him about the sophmores taking the CAHSEE. In 7 minutes or so, we were released by the officers, and told to go back to school.
We walked back. On the passage don the creek, Divina pulled along a Valentine's balloon. It will forever haunt us now. On campus, Colonel saw us, and we just told her what happened. We stayed near the tables in the quad. I improvised a birdie for a paper shuttlecock. People with first period showed up, many with some drink or food. Louie and Kenji had first period PE. They were in the large gym, doing nothing. The rest of us visited and just had a nice time talking to our fellow peers. Lunch was after. We didn't have much to do. It would've been possible to talk to more people today, but I woke up with this weird cough today. In French class we celebrated Mardi Gras by making masks, eating crepes and facepainting. I got a little sun done on the cheek. The crepes were nice with the apricot jam. The rest of the classes seemed too much like a bore. Normally we'd get out at 2:00, it was an hour later now. No time before badminton practice, it came right after PE. I was happy to do a mediorce job, the cough greatly affected my breathing. However, badminton practice was light for potential JV players. Coach Te stated that he would be cutting people this year. I know I can do good, and I'll be able to be in matches against other players soon enough. I didn't want to daddle afterschool, I just walked straight home. I hope to practice with Nguyen tomorrow, but secretly, I want to play singles. My goal, return at least 35 birdies this year.
Life is Fun
Saturday, February 2, 4:44 PM
Today was the second day of the SCVMUN conference. Paulina and I represented France. We did a fair job, I expected more out of us although we will have next year. We were in the Legal Sixth committee. Though we were inexperienced compared to a number of the delegates there, I was glad to be at in the nice warm room nonetheless. It suprised me that Paulina was so new at this, I don't blame her for not understanding all the terms used. It'll get to her head sooner or later. I was the one late today, I simply overslept and panicked to call Paulina. There was lunch with Payam and Paulina in the Taqueria. I was sort of broke, but I love Mexican food now. We got dropped off by Payam's dad jsut before 4. I ate a bit and went to my room. Cheering at the basketball game would've been too tiring. I need to get started on my schoolwork. Weird thing about tonight, Hung IMed me and sent me a video of a birthday party my former crush went to. That included the former GAB too. Amazing.
