gonna be a hiatus-type-thing soon enough.

lj is in a chill-zone for me now.
i'm not really into it that much.
journaling takes so long and i'm just lazy most of the time.
plus, these days i have less and less time.
where does it all go?!

hi haters.

the confessions game:
i'm writing anonymous messages to anyone of my choice.
the people i'm writing to:
you'll either be someone of importance to me;
or i'm just taking the chance to tell you how much i don't like you.
but it doesn't matter.
it's just what i want to share.
and feel free to comment me if you think you've figured yours out or just want to talk about certain things on this post.

remember, it's a secret. my secret. our secrets.
(i'm screening all comments.)

1. it's ironic how i've always worried about change...
but in the end, it's me who's done the most "changing" since i moved.
and yet, you've wonderfully stayed just the way you are (at least to me).
your personality only causes me to think of our "good times".
the only reason i don't always talk to you online is because i think we do better when we're in person.

2. our frustrating moments are never in person (drama!), and it's a miracle that we're still such good friends.
high school's set us apart here and there but we always end up together again, and better then ever.
telling you my secrets has never been a problem and i'm glad i can come to you (even for math help).
it's hard to think of life without you.

3.. you've always been considered my closest, best-est friend (out of everyone i ever knew), and i love how we understand each other so well:
it just seems okay to tell you whatever's on my mind.
but i could probably never admit much of this when i talk to you.
you've always been patient with me and i'm really just thankful we haven't drifted apart at all.

4. we've always called each other "best friends" since we met, but i'm starting to wonder if that's changing?
i find myself in an irritable mood whenever we talk.
sometimes, you're very ignorant and immature and i don't know how much more i can handle.
and i don't like the fact that you immediately assume things of others.
i hope i can clear out these feelings and you can grow up a little.
then we'll talk.

5. you're the same and not the same since we became friends.
i'm glad to have known you all these years, but it feels like i'm the only one putting in more effort on our relationship.
i don't ever want to stop being friends with you;
not only because you're fun to be around, but that serious side of yours too.
we never had much in common, but it always worked out.
we could just talk and talk and talk... and laugh a lot.
i don't want you to lose your former self to someone who's so caught up in being popular now.
i want my ipod back, too.

6. lkshnsuegbunfinished.


bye haters.

psat's stink.

literally, too. the classroom was on the second floor so it was hot and smelly.
oh la la. > __ >

they killed me today in the math practice-test.
plus, my teacher was explaining things too fast ): !
section 1: i scored 6/20. yay, fail.
section 2: it went ungraded. still failure, because i could only answer 10 questions anyways...
i got kind of upset, but not really.
my dear mother's response: "hahahahaha!"
she laughed and said it was okay, because psat's were meant to help you.
what a good mom.
this wednesday'll be the english part of the test.
i'll pass that subject with flying colors, baby.

a speculation on: koreans.

yes. there are many of them in my school i've come to realize.
they're all in upper grades though, usually.
and you can just tell they're korean because:
1. stylishly fob everything
2. nice hair
3. range of cute clothes
4. speaking korean to one another
5. nice accessories (my sorta-friend, ha-hyeung [purnounced "hi-young"] has this amazingly sleek, chic, white watch.
kind of like this, only the base is square and uses digital-time, not analog -->

)
it's interesting, whenever the korean kids are together (and they always are), they speak in their language.
not like us chinese kids who just use english almost all the time.
not to mention, korean sounds really cool.
everyone rags on chinese. D:< boo.
"hi-ching-chong" my butt, you american fools.

an urge to play mmorpgs.

like ragnarokonline.
once the new wireless connector gets set up in my room's desktop, i'll possibly consider going back to that.
my servers were: hidden and greentea.
i wonder if they're still fun?
i kind of doubt it though, since recently talking to one of my old ro friends...
he pretty much quit and started playing world of warcraft and some shooter game by nexon (guys who made cruddy maple story).
me and dealan/mr_bushido can't remember our "matching" runescape accounts that we made as a gag.
it's so funny to play that game.
but can you believe it?!
we tried to use the high detail option yesterday night, and neither of us could get on!
runescape's high detail servers have files so large, our computers can't even handle it.
whattheheck is that?!
ahaha. it just makes me laugh.
 

secret thoughts.

should i really do that confession game?
it seems a little pointless to post on lj or xanga.
haha, more then half my friends don't use either of these sites.
but i guess that's also the only reason i can be open.
i don't need too many people asking me questions.
i'll start that soon enough.

well, hey: here i am.

september's begun, along with new adjustments such as creating my own lj.
one person to thank: mister_bushido.
go visit her cute page. ;)

just as expected: i got a little lost in ebhs on my first day.
yearbook and school i.d. pictures are done and over with.
(i look totally normal, thank goodness.
these i.d. pictures are going to be with us until the end of senior year.)
i'm in love with my art studio class.
still regretting not getting intro. to photography or fashion design & merch.
i hope i'll pass all my classes this year, easily.
everything is really chill at this point.
it's too early to tell.

back to my now.

today i went to menlo park mall with my mom.
my mom also caved in and let me hold a puppy at the pet company.
a cute baby italian greyhound ; __ ;
it bit my hair and nibbled my shirt and aagh..!
my heart is too full.
we also shopped, but the cool not-dressy-kind-of-dress i wanted was out of stock.
i got mad, how pointless.
so in the end, i just walked to b&n, bought my spanish-english dictionary, and we left.
it was only 4:30 pm but my mom and i went to charlie brown's anyways.
it's so good to eat there and pass by paddock court on the way home.

wiz sniffed my shirt like there was no tomorrow.
he was definitely saying something like, "what?! another dog? if i find out who that guy is, i'm going to bark at him!"
but he also got over it and is literally throwing around his stuffed toy-sheep.
i don't even need to look because everytime he plays with his toys, he snorts.

ah!
i almost forgot: today i also had violin auditions for some orchestra at rccc.
i made it into the violin 1 section, which is good.
the audition was fairly simple and easy enough: play a few scales, play your song of choice, sight-read a few lines of music.
should i be glad?
i don't really like orchestras, but my mom and me had a deal on this one.
can't back out of it!
but here's the conversation i had with my dad:
"dad, i got in the orchestra."
"so what? we all knew you were anyways."

whatthe--- this is my dad, everyone.
have a good laugh.

my favorite song at the moment: paper planes by m.i.a.
go give it a listen.