Procrastinating

        I am not usually a procrastinating person, but this week I was just so busy. On Friday when I arrived home at about 4, I ate until it was 5. Then I was so tired after the week being so energy zapping, I just took a nap. However the nap lasted until 7 next morning. That was a big mistake. Saturday I went out with my sister and mother to do grocery shopping and later at home, family night. Sunday I went to the mall the whole day. So all the homework I got is now having to be completed today. I even have a stupid long mini project for English. This is going to take forever to complete.......... Sigh...............

Kings Plaza!!!

Today was so awesome! I finally went to Kings Plaza with my mom and sister, when I wanted last week but my mother didn't want to. Today I went to so many stores there, H&M, Aeropostale, Armani Exchange, Macy (for some random reasons), American Eagle, Forever 21 (my sister wanted so I had to), Old Navy and we went to McDonalds. Sadly nothing really caught my eyes today except stuff at H&M, and all I bought was like 3 slim shirts, and 1 extra small black cardigan. Really sad that I didn't buy that much stuff, but it was still very fun!

Life At Midwood ......

Life for me at Midwood is getting better unlike Mrs. Sharon (Yep I intended to use Mrs.). Right now everyday for me I have the same schedule and things to do. Here's the schedule I follow:

7:20 AM: My alarm clock rings, but I don't get out of bed.

7:30 AM: I finally get out of bed and do my morning routine.

7:40 AM - 8:00 AM: Eat breakfast, and get ready for school.

8:00 AM: Get driven to bus stop.

8:20ish AM: Wait at bus stop.

8:20ish-8:--AM: Finally get on the bus and riding to school.

8:-- - 9:--AM: Arrive at school, and if earlier than 10 minutes go to the library.

9:38 AM: School starts.

3:20 PM: School ends. Get to bus stop, and ride home.

4:-- PM: Got home, so start eating lunch/dinner.

5:00 PM: Do homework. When completed, have free time. (It usually takes me like 3 hours to complete all homework.

10:00 PM: Go to bed....

If you actually read my stupid schedule you would know that it is extremely boring, and so blocky. It's so dead and exactly the same for me everyday, and the sad part is that I need to follow the damn schedule like another nine months....... That schedule ensures that I have enough sleep which is 9 hours per day, which is enough for me at least. The only bad part is when I have lab, which is every 2 weeks, and I have lab this upcoming Wednesday again. For lab I have to get up at 5 AM when it's dark!!!!!! The SKY ITSELF IS NOT FREAKING AWAKE SO WHY THE %$#& MUST I BE???????????????? (And %$#& is not the curse f$#& instead it's h$#&.) Anyway, I changed my view of some teachers and here's the results (similar to a teacher test): 

English: He's the same him, kinda strict, weird, and old. (C)

Math: She is a B%$#@! Whenever me and the person next to me, which is Helen talk, she always yells at us while about a KAGILLION other people are talking. She doesn't know how to teach, she sucks at speaking English, she doesn't understand questions we ask her, and her handwriting on the board sucks because while SMMARTBOARDS were invented like several years ago she favors a stupid chalkboard. (FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF---------------------------------------)

Living Environment: He's one of my best teacher/ He's just a plain weird science teacher which is okay because everyone is weird. But the best part about him is that he doesn't want to bore the class so he asks us if his lessons are boring and how should he change them. He tries so hard to be funny but whatever because at least he's trying. (B+)

Music: He is just this gigantically fat, old dude with white hair and balding guy. He's funny and yet I don't think he's trying to be. (B+)

World History AP: He is so funny. he actually makes history fun by questioning us about what we learned. Whenever we answer his questions, he always contradicts us by asking us does our answer make sense in such as weird and funny way. He makes our answers seem like a kindergartener answered it. (A)

Health: She is just your average teacher. (C)

Spanish: She is just plain wacko. She treats us like her friends instead of students. In her class you can always do whatever you want if you just complete her work and seem like your listening to her. In class this Thursday she pretended to cry in front of us when we insulted her which she doesn't even care if we do. (A-)

P.S. If you noticed that there is a letter grade in "(_)" it grades them on being a teacher, with A being the best and F being the worst. Also some have a plus and minus next to them.

I have told you about my teachers, do you want to know about my classes? Well even if you don't I going to post it..... 

English: This class is always the same. A do now, go over the do now, read parts of the book, talk about it using literary terms, and if we have time, write a paragraph while he gave us the topic sentence ad go over it. English class doesn't actually get any different than this but there is just one thing I hate about this class and it's that he givers us a lot of pop quiz. (C)

Math: I HATE THIS CLASS! Well there is only one thing I like about it and it's the people that sit around me. In front of me is my friend Sam, on my left is Helen, at the back of me is Michelle, and on the right of me is this girl who's name I still don't remember. They're all very friendly and nice, and I always talk to them especially Helen, because she's so talkative and fun. However whenever we're halfway through our conversation our teacher Mrs. Bang always yells at us for talking.... I don't understand anything Mrs. Bang teachers us so everyday I have to look in the textbook and self learn.... (E, because of friends or else it would've been a FFFFFFFFFF---------------)

Living Environment: The class is somewhat fun because of the friends I made. The teacher types up all notes for us except like a few lines that we have to copy so he knows we're paying attention which no one actually does. The teacher tries to make the class fun but it's school it's hardly ever fun. (B)

Music: I'm starting to learn to play the cello next Tuesday so I hope the class get's better because all we're doing now is plucking the strings. (C+)

World History AP: This class is fun, everyday we just talk and blah blah blah. It's like a class discussion with the teacher heading it everyday. Sometimes people just break up and talk in groups and the teacher just doesn't even care if we talk about the lesson. (A+)

Health: It's just health, whatever. (C)

Spanish: This is not your average Spanish class. We always finish the lesson early so everyday we have  free time which I'm not complaining about. The teacher makes the class fun by adding her personal life into it. (A-)

Again I've graded the class with A being the best, C as average, and F as HORRIBLE!!!

Life at Midwood is getting better and I'm happy about that. Only if my math teacher maybe like retire tomorrow I would totally be sooo happy. Here's some other random grades I wanted to make. Same grade chart as others:

Life at Midwood: C

Teachers at Midwood: B

Hallway Crowdancy: F

People at Midwood (Nice or Mean Based): C

Asian Population (Nice or Mean Based): B+

Fun in Classes: B

Homework Load: C (Yep I'm getting less everyday!)

Project Load: C (I only got like a mini project this weekend. My first project of the year.)

Getting to Midwood: E (I always miss bus because they are overcrowded so the bus driver doesn't allow anyone on)

Lateness at Midwood: B (Only been late twice of the year. I know it seems a lot but you gotta factor in all present factors.)
Midwood Itself: B

33% of the reason I made this post just to annoy Sharon, because she's complaining about her life, and I'm happy with mine so far. Another 33% is to tell Vanessa that Midwood is getting better. And the lest 33% of this equation goes to sharing with all my viewers.

Mid-Autumn Festival Day! YUMMY MOONCAKES!!!

If you aren't Asian you wouldn't understand the title of my blog post and you cannot understand all the happiness that I am feeling right now. Almost all Asian kids throughout Southeast Asian, are celebrating  whatever holiday they call it today! I believe all Chinese people call it Mid-Autumn Festival, and if I was in China it would be much funner than celebrating here in New York. My mother tells me all of the stories that she had when she was young celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in Hong Kong. She says that every year there is a big festival in central Hong Kong, where there are a lot of mini shops on the street, with games, food, stuff to buy, and ect. All we have here in New York are mooncakes. 

Don't misunderstand me, I LOVE TO EAT MOONCAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Is mooncake spelled with a space or not?) There are so many different types of moon cakes, red bean, black bean, lotus bean, iced shelled!!!!! My family bought our moon cakes on Friday because yesterday we don't have time, and today my mom is very busy. My favorite type of mooncake is either the; egged shelled red bean mooncakes with two duck eggs, or ice shelled taro flavored mooncakes! The both of them are soooooo yummmy!!!!!!!

I've tried before making my own mooncakes but they always don't taste as good as the ones made by others. Probably the reason is because I tweak the recipe to make it healthier such as not using lard because I don't like it. Oh well, whatever I'm not messing up mooncakes this year because I'm not making them. I feel bad for wasting all the stuff that I put in the mooncakes and just throwing it all out afterwards. 

Here's the recipe I used if you want to try it out: http://chinesefood.about.com/od/foodfestivals/r/mooncakes.htm

Photos of Yummy MOONCAKES!!!!!!! :

To Asians Reading This Blog: HAPPY AUTUMN FESTIVAL DAY AND EAT LOADS AND LOADS OF MOONCAKES TO GET FAT!!!

To Non-Asians Reading This Blog: YOU HAVE TO TRY MOONCAKES EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE FAT!!!!!!

Nyan Cat

This whole post is due to my friend Sharon.

She had a blog post about watching this video off youtube, and how dumb it is. I have to tell you that this video is very stupid and yet kinda funny. It is weird, it's just a cat running with like a flat 2d body in the shape of a rectangle. When it's running it like leaves a trail of rainbow. I think that it's farting it but whatever. It's so boring and whatever. The video's 10 hours long, and I quit after like the first minute.

Here's the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZZ7oFKsKzY

I told my sister to watch it but I don't think that my sister would actually watch it. I showed it to my mother and my mom was like bored and told me it was stupid. Comment on how your feel after viewing.

Four Hundred Page Views!!! / Unreal friends

I just received my four hundredth page view, well technically it happened last night but I'm still very happy! I remember when it was like several months ago, I was so happy about getting just 50 page views, now I'm at eight times that number and I am so happy! I first started this blog to express what I felt, and had inside of me. I had never thought that my blog would interest viewers but I guess I did and I'm happy for it! i'm just wondering when I can actually get one thousand page views but I guess that would happen in like a year or so... Whatever!

     Technically the top portion of this post is just a shout out and this portion is the actual post. In Midwood life has gotten even more complicated, and irritating. Don't think I dislike Midwood, because I'm getting use to it, but people and academics are getting more annoying. 

People at Midwood are weird, at least my friends/not friends are. They don't tell you anything except what they want to tell you. Whenever I talk to people I have a feeling of distrust, a feeling that I cannot be told anything big, because I can't keep my mouth shut. I feel as though people don't want to tell me the whole thing, but instead they tell me portions of what they want to say, and it gets annoying. I feel as though I haven't met a true friend yet, and I'm sad about that. I sit here wondering if I should meet more people and try to find a real friend, or just spend more time with the friends I already have and see if they would trust me through time... I hate thinking like this, at my old school people were much simpler....

Teachers at Midwood are fine even though they kind of breeze through stuff fast and that gets annoying also. I don't seriously hate any specific teacher, but I do not like my math teacher Mrs. Bang. I think I already wrote about this somewhere else, but I want to write about it again because it's on my mind. She has such a heavy accent, and it hurts my ears to listen to her. Her handwriting is horrible and I have to read it everyday to copy her stupid notes. She has poor grammar, and her notes doesn't make sense if you don't correct it manually. Whenever you ask her a question she never understands what you are asking, so it is pointless to do so.. If she actually does understand she just recites what's on the board. If we actually understood what's on the board why do we need to ask you? We would just read the board, right? She is so confusing and I think that I would fail my geometry regents this year, if I don't have a different teacher next semester....

**Continued on next post** (Going to be published sometime next day or later...)

Dead... Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beeeeeeeeeeeeee.....

If you read my title and you don't understand it, it is suppose to be like the machines in hospitals where they mearsure your heartbeat, and everytime it beats they make a beep sound. The last beeeeeeee, is suppose to sound like half a beat and they it slowly dies and at the end it dies. In other words I am dead.

Well, obviously that wasn't literal because if it was, how can I even write this post? What it is suppose to mean is that I am dying in Midwood, due to all the homework. I was going to name this psot "Drowning in Homework Part II......" but I like this title better. I know what you're thinking, "why does he alway's have to complicate stuff?" Well the simple answer is that I like to make my life harder, and make my reader's life harder also... Hehe!!!

I am dying in Midwood due to all the homework, as I said before and I am not kidding. I am already sick today because yesterday I had to stay up late to do homework, and this morning I had to get up early to go to school. I am fatigue right now, I feel light headed, and I feel nauseous. Well this probably happened because I stayed up late for several days already, and I'm only going to get more later because my Living Enviorment and Spanish teacher told us that they won't give us homework untill next week. I must enjoy and relax this weekend and Monday and Tuesday, because I won't be able to after it. I'm only going to get more homework, and spend even more time doing them... Right now I feel sick and really tired, and it feels like that I'm in depression. Also, I feel really sad, because I took an asprain, for the big headache I just got, because I didn't sleep well yesterday, and I only slept like 6 hoursk, and I kept waking up... Sight, and next Thursday I have lab so I have to wake up even earlier, in other words, I have to wake up at 5AM next Thursady. THE FREAKING SUN ISN'T EVEN UP YET AND I HAVE TO BE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY THE HECK DOES THE SCHOOL TRY TO RUIN AND KILL OUR LIVES???????????????????/

I guess that if I don't blog a lot for the next few days, I won't be able to do so other than weekends, due to all the stuff I have to do, including studying, because stuff I'm learning is really hard and I'm a fast learner.........

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Drowning in Homework............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

     Seriously, I don't get it how do teacher's come up with such hard and menial homework. I jsut read Sharon's blog of how little homework she had and I am totally jelaous at her. Seriously, why do I have so much homework. Just today alone, I spent like two and a half hours doing two seprate homeworks. Luckily I did two at school, one in health class and one in spanish or else I would be dead. I started homework at around 8 and now it's 10:45 and I've just completed them and I haven't even packed them. I hate this, and soon I'll be getting more homework like Living Enviorment, because he's trying to not give it to us this fast. Also, Spanish is the only other class where I don't get long menial homeworks and I am grateful for that so far. I don't how long will this last, and I'm sure someday I'll have to wake up an extra hour earlier to finish off homeworks that I didn't complete. Also, there aren't any tests yet, so I don't have to study, so when I do need to study it means extra work, and it means extra time and it means I WILL BE DEAD!!! DANH! DANH! DANHHHH!! O well, I was prepared for this, and I guess oh well.

My weird Spanish Teacher... ~ :)

I have a new Spainsh Teacher, and I'm really sad about it because I really liked my old Spainsh teacher Senora Borrero. My new Spainish teacher is both cool and werid. She's cool because she's so friendly and she only like 10-12 years older than me. She acts very immature in class, and it's fun with her, but she isn't a Spainsh native, and she makes so much mistakes. She mispronounces words, and I don't want to correct her because it would make we look like a smart alec. Her lessons are so simple, everything that she's teaching us, I learned it in 7th grade. We are in Spanish 2 not Spanish 1, so instead of teaching us to say "puedo ir al bano" maybe something that we don't know. However her lesson on that was really fun and creative. She made us listen to the bathroom song, and if you want to view it, go on Youtube, and type in Pudeo Ir Al Bano, and the video with a kid wearing an orange T-shirt is it. Yesertday we watched the video, and today she made us sing it. If we didn't she would've given us a zero for participation so everyone sung, but softly. It was so funny, and also she was asking us questions about our families, and a student said his brother was 30 and he is learning Spainish. She immediately asked "Is he hot?" and everyone started laughing including her.

I'm starting to be accustomed to Midwood life, but I still don't like it. Walking through the halls are always a pain, because there are so much people and people walk like there's glue on their shoes. When we're late we get peanilized and that's just so dumb. The teachers are all fine, except they expect so much out of us. I hate my English teacher, Mr. Friedman, because he dictates all of our notes to us except the do now. We take notes while he keeps blah blah blahing to us. I like my Music, Biology, and oddly my math teacher. I like my music and biology teacher because they are so funny, and they crack jokes like every 5 minutes. I like my math teacher, Mrs. Bang because she's werid, I know it's dumb, but I like her because she's weird.

I met two new friends today, Wayland (who I call Wallace) and Albert. They're both Asian and I met them on the bus, and we're friends now. So totaling them my friends are: Bobby, Steven, Alex, Emily, Hannah, Ka, Jenny, Zifco, and Bob. They are spread throughout all my 8 classes, and I kinda like them. However the only thing is that I don't really trust them that well. I can't tell them any of my secrets and share real personal stuff. They didn't even get me, when I asked if any of them thought that Ice Cream truck men were pedofile. If I asked that to Vanessa she would've given me the answer and we would've debated about the subject for like half an hour. All they did was answer no. Seriously you could give a more precise answer. That's the reason why friends are irreplaceable, at least some are.

I learned that this morning on the bus that I am claustrophobic. There was so much people on the bus, I felt so uncomfortable and threatened and that I wouldn't be able to get off. I like my personal space people, so move over, and not be on top of me. I was literally going to say that on the bus, but it would be so rude so I kept my mouth shut. I kind of hate Midwood because there is so much people. I feel so packed and unrelaxed. I always though that I was claustropohic and now I conformined it.

I know this is really long but the reason that it is so long, it's because if you read my Blogger News, that I couldn't write posts for the last several days. I don't know why but one day it just didn't work and now it does again!

To Vanessa: You can tell Mrs. Borrero how my Spanish Teacher sucks, and cannot teach me anything.

To Sharon: How come i never see you in school anymore?

I hope all of you are enjoying life!!!

Bye!!!!!!! I still have tons of homework to do... : (

Second Day of Midwood....

I believe that all of you would believe that I had a perfect second day of school! Right? Well, I'll keep this post short. My answer is TODAY WAS HORRIBLE!!! All my classrooms were no air conditioned, and I was sweltering. Also, I hate all my teachers except three: my living enviorment, spanish, and lastly my required music. There were so many people in the halls so I cannot walk. In other words, I seriously hate Midwood so far... Also, all the classes were crammed, there were like 40 kids in each class. Uggh, next Monday must be better, or I will transfer back to Brooklyn Studio...

Primero Día De Escuela!!! (Transation: First Day of School) !!! :0

     I just wanted to pratice my Spanish because I think I forgot majority of the words through the summer... Anyway today was the first day of Midwood for me. The day went by okay though I could've met more people and made more friends. All people that I knew today had different schedules that me, so I'm actually currently, Mr. Lonely... I actually like my schedule, because my first period class, except days with Living Enviorment Lab is lunch... I got early lunch, and it's third period but to me I call it first... Technically during the Freshmen Assembly the principal said we were allowed to not attend lunch... That means I can go to school late and hour and not get in any trouble!!!
     Okay I will describe my day from the beginning to right now! This morning I woke up at 7:55, although I wanted to wake up at 7:30. I kinda slept in 15 extra minutes, and clicked the snooze button two extra times... When I woke up I did everything as I usually do: brush my teeth, wash my face, eat breakfast (I had french toast today made by my mom, because I made her get up early today!!!), gel my hair, change my clothes, and then put on my shoes. I left the house, and took the bus. This morning the first bus I saw, it was not in service so boo hoo... The second bus was exremly crowded, and I just went on. It was a nightmare. After like 5 stops, I found out that I was riding the same bus as Sharon Li... That was so weird. I arrived at Midwood 20 minutes earlier, and I had to wait outside. The principal said that this year there were 1100 freshmen, and I just was shocked!!! While me and Sharon was waiting outside in like the last 10 minutes, she took off her watch, and afterwards she kept looking on her watch hand, but there wasn't any watch on it. It was soo funny, and I'm never letting it go...
     My schedule is okay, except I got a stupid World History AP. I'm both glad I got it and sad I got it. I'm glad because AP classes look soooo good on a college application, but sad because it means a lot more work... Sigh... I hope tommorow I meet more friends!!!

Special Template!!! : )

I just uploaded the special template I had to celebrate/mourn for the first day of school which is tomorrow!!! I hope you enjoy it!!!

**The template would be taken off after I return home after the first day of school, which is tomorrow!! Enjoy it for now!!! MUWAH AH AH AH AH AH!!!!!!**

Leavin'~~~ Sigh... CRY!!!

Right now I can think of many things that I am going to leave behind with the start of my freshman year at Midwood High School... I am both excited, and regretful that I am going to be attending Midwood High School. I am excited to be starting fresh at a new high school with no previous memories, and friends. I am regretful that I am leaving all my friends at Brooklyn Studio, yet as one cannot take actual objects with them, I can however take with me the happy memories. I am regretful that next year I will not be at the sides of my great friends, annoying them while they are working because I'm already done with my work. I am regretful that I cannot spend lunch time stand around and annoying people. (I can see that I enjoy annoying people!) I am regretful that I cannot help my friends with hard math equations, or help them find mistakes and get my friends mad...

     I've spend the last three years of studies at Brooklyn Studio, and those three years were filled with happiness and sorrow. I've met many people there and I cannot bear to think of meeting new people, because I don't make friends easily. I am fearful that next year, I will be Mr. Lonely and have no friends to talk with. I've saw on Facebook, that some of my old friends are taking Algebra 2/Trigonometry next year, and I will not be in the classroom helping my friends. Just the thought of that makes me sad...

However, like coffee, right now I'm feeling bitter sweet. I'm bitter because at Midwood I know no one, and I am sorrowful about that. Yet I'm feeling sweet because of all the new things that I will being to unfold at Midwood gets me excited. Midwood is known for all the clubs that they hold, and I already wanna join like twenty of them. Tommorow I have to arrive at Midwood at 11:10 AM to recieve my schedule, and have a freshman assembly. I wonder if I'll make any friends at homeroom, because that'll be where I'm suppose to report to first. Also, I'm wondering if next year I'll have nice friendly teachers, or strict stern evil teachers.

Other than leaving Brooklyn Studio, I'm leaving my summer. Today's the last day of summer vacation and I regret not doing all that I wanted to. I wanted to explore my neighborhood but I didn't because throughout the whole summer majority of the days were either too hot, humid, rainy, cold, or just plain icky... I guess I'll have to do all that I planned next year!!! Hope all of my viewers have a great school year!!

 

**P.S. I just saw on the news that there was a 7.9 Magnitude Earthquake at Costa Rica and I feel really sad for them. I don't know what else to say...**

(Like/Love) At First Sight!!! : ) (Update: Victor's Theory of "Like/Love At First Sight")

This post is all about love and relationships, because this morning one of my friends email me, and said that she thought that she thought that I didn't believe in Love At First Sight, and here I clarify myself:

 

"I 100% DO NOT BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT!!!"

 

Love is too stong for your to find in a person that you just first set eyes on!!!

 

You might find that, that person is perfect and he/she is your true love, but it's 99.99% not!!!

 

Here I will list 3 reasons why the term "Love At First Sight" is theoretically impossible/incorrect.

 

1) Love is like wine, it is both sweet and bitter. For love to be found, two people must go through happiness and bitterness. You cannot go through all that is just a plain first sighting.

2) For love to be declared, a relationship must be tested to see if it can withstand outsiders. A relationship isn't perfect, but yet love is. A relationship must be tested for it be to called love, so there must be obtascles for them to overcome together.

3) For love to be found, both partners must be happy. There must be no regrets, or sadness involved or else it isn't love. As no one is perfect each partner must give up a little to make the relationship to workout. Some people find these little sacrifices nothing, and are happy to give them up, yet many aren't. They feel as though they sacrificed too much, and feel as though it isn't worth it. This way, they aren't happy. Therefore love isn't present.

 

I believe that "Like at First Sight" is theoretically possible, because unlike love, like is a much broader term. The distinguishment between love and like, is very hard, and some cannot distinguish the two apart. Liking someone, means that you admire the other person, and he/she would make a fine candidate as your future parter. It doesn't nessacarily need to be tested, or anything. Liking someone doesn't mean anything, except you admire the other person.

 

If I didn't convince you that "Love at First Sight" isn't possible, than whatever. Everyone has their own beliefs and this is what I believe. Have a fine day!!!

My 300th Pageview!!!

This post would be very short because it's just a shout out!!! Although it's quite late of writing this post, because I obtained my 300th pageview like 3 hours ago. The title of my 300th pageview goes to my viewer in United States. I spent like 5 minutes finding out who it was, and luckily that person made a comment!!! My 300th pageview goes to my friend: Vanessa!!!!!!!!!

 

Thank you Vanessa!!! I have two reasons of thanking you, and one is that you are my 300th pageview, and second is for your continued viewage of my blog!!!

 

My next milestone is my 400th pageview. I wonder who that would be???

 

Here are two notes I have to write:

 

 

To Sharon: You still didn't tell me your homeroom number!!! So comment it below!!!!!!

 

To Vanessa: You should seriously talk to that guy!!! Maybe it would be love at second sigh or something!!!

In Pain!!!

     Owwwwwhhhhhhhhh!!! I just woke up with my throat hurting like crazy!!! I feel as though I have a throat infection or something!!! It hurts so bad I don't even want to do anything but later I still have to go out with my family. Yesterday I wanted to go out to have tea with my mom and sister, but now I want to stay home. I cannot even find those throat drop thingys in the yellow bag that tastes like lemon!!! They soothe my throat perfectly!!!

 

Also, I have to give a shoutout to my next viewer!!! You are my 300th page viewer!!!! THANK YOU ALL VERY MUCH FOR YOUR CONTINUED SUPPORT OF VIEWAGE OF MY ODD BLOG!!!!


**Update: My throat still hurts but better than before because I'm eating the lemon drop thingys. I found out that it's Ricola Lemon Mint Herb Throat Drops. Also, other than that, I uploaded a different template on my blog... I hope you like it!!! Other than that, I'm indecisive of which on to use as my permanent one. Also, there would a be special template on September 6th!!! ~1:47 PM 9/1/2012**

My Day

     Okay, today was a great day although I woke up so early, due to some idiot called my neighbor. By law I think it's illegal to start construction work until 10 AM or something, but since I'm not sure I won't say anything. I truly want to call 311 and complain so something would be done but since I'm not sure so I won't. After waking up and writing my post called "Vaclav and Lena" and later "Tonight" I went out with my mother and sister. It was actually fun to go out but it was really hot and humid today. My mother refused to go out yesterday when it was cool and fresh yesterday, so I was stuck with hot and humid.
     The whole point of today's trip was for me to cut my hair, and to buy some school supplies. I got about everything I needed except folders!!! The ones that I usually use from Stapes, are those poly, flex, see through ones, that don't have the three rings in the middle, but they don't have it. So I went to Rite Aid, and I didn't see anything I wanted. However I did get some cheap lead from Rite Aid so that trip wasn't a total waste.
     I believe that my haircut is okay, but I liked my last one better. Due to the hair stylist that I usually visit, not being there, I just used some other person, because I didn't want to go again. I somewhat regret that now but whatever, it'll grow back. I went to the hair salon by myself, because my mother was hungry and didn't want to wait at the salon. So she went to a bakery, with a green thingy on top as the name. It was on 86th street, so I just went there myself, got my haircut, and went back to the bakery to find her. However something very embarassing happened on my way there. I kinda tripped on the street, and fell on my butt. Now, when I'm sitting on a chair typing this, I think my butt still kinda hurts but it might just be me since I'm a hypochondriac. 
     I had a post called "Tonight" and it's topic was the last blue moon tonight until 2015. I'm sitting here and I don't think that moon is really blue, but it's really bright and shiny!!! Also, when I arrived home I recieved a letter from Midwood! It have me my homeroom number and it's: 384!!! What's your Sharon? Tell me!!!

  Here's a photo of my okay haircut:



Another day gone, sigh!

Tonight!!!

     Tonight is the last blue moon until 2015. I just want to tell everyone to take at least a minute and appreciate the moon which has been in orbit around Earth since the beginning of mankind. Tonight is the last chance you have to see the rare blue moon until 3 months later! So just spend at least a minute staring at it. I know I would!!! Would you?

Vaclav and Lena...

     Vaclav and Lena is actually a great book, but just not the type of book for me. It's talks of the relationship between Vaclav and Lena and everything that they've been through. Although I didn't actually enjoy reading the book, it is actually written fantastically. I am no fan of romantic books or movies, because they just don't gie me excitment. Although I didn't enjoy the book, it did reveal sad facts of life to me, and now I'm spending the day thinking about it.
     One plot of the book is focused on Lena's life of sadness and hardship. The only help that she recieved since her birth was the arrival of Vaclav, the love of her life. The sadness this book revealed to me, was the horrid of living in Russia during the 1980's through 1990's becayse due to the goverment collapsing and everything happening at once. There were no jobs and people were all becoming lazy people, with no money, with no job, with nothing except a bit of money which was spent on liqor to make them drunk so they can forget everything.

***Spoiler Alert to Anyone who didn't read this book!!!***

     Lena's mother was a very responsible, and intelligent person, who cared for Lena's aunt when she was young. They were ten years apart, but between them, their mother had a boy but he died soon afterwards. Lena's grandmother would trade the two girls for having the boy back. The grandfather of Lena was a drug dealer, and her grandmother was always drunk and disliked Lena since her birth. Soon Lena's mother wanted money to buy clothes and food, because her family gave her and Lena's aunt nothing. No clothes, no food, no anything they needed. So she quit school, and hung out with the "girls". The girls were people on the street who were prostitudes, and soon instead of being a prostitude for clothing, food, money, she did it for drugs. Also soon Lena's mother gave sex to her father for drugs, due to him being a drug dealer. However soon everything went spiraling down even faster. Lena's mother was pregnant, and soon she and her father was busted for killing a wealthy person's daughter and they were sentenced to prision. However, Lena's mother was innocent but even though if she was innocent, with all other crimes she commitied she would've been executed anyway. In prision she gave birth to Lena and was soon exectued.   
     Since her birth the only person that actually cared for her was her aunt beacuse her mother died soon after giving birth to her in prison. Lena's mother wanted to forget Lena's mother, so she didn't care for Lena at all. Lena's aunt was soon sold to America with Lena along, and Lena's aunt was forced to become a stripper, to pay for all the fake passport, certificates and everything made for her, and Lena. However soon, the evil people who bought Lena and her aunt, was enraveled in debt, because the evil person, opened credit cards and everything in her name, because her credit was slate clean. The evil person kept Lena's aunt in the stripper industry in a club, because if she refused to be a stripper she cannot pay all her debt that the evil person cashed on her credit cards and loans. Each month I guess the evil person paid the debt owed, and the amount of money must be phenominal. Also, Lena's aunt couldn't report this to the police, because everything she had, the green card, passport, Lena's birth certificate, were all fake, so they would be sent to prision. So in other word's Lena's aunt was slave towards the evil person and any customers the evil person found for her. Anyway, soon the person became Lena's aunt's boyfriend.
     Soon another drunk customer of Lena's aunt came to her house for her, but she wasn't there. But Lena was home alone, so he forced her to have sex with him. Rasia, Vaclav's mother went to check on her, found this out, and quickly sneaked out of the house, and went to the police immediately. Rasia acted like the mother of Lena. Lena's aunt was asked who was the person that raped Lena and instead of saying it was the drunk customer, she blamed her boyfriend, because if convicted she and Lena would be finally free. It actually happened, and soon instead of being forced to be in the stripping industry, was was doing it for the money, because she needed money for learning to be a nurse.
     Soon, Lena was taken into Child Care and was given a foster parent. Lena thought that her aunt gave her no love and care, but instead in reality, her aunt didn't want her to know about anything of the tragic life she's living. She didn't want Lena to know that she was forced into the sex industry or anthing, and isntead she wanted to protect her from everything that she was suffering. In fact, her aunt loved her dearly, but didn't want to ruin her life.

*** Spoiler Alert Completed!!! ***

     This book revealed many things that I didn't know, and now I'm thinking about it again and again. I would reccomend this book to anyone, because it was written beautifully. Anyway, have a great day! Also, I wouldn't of read this book if it wasn't because this was the book that I was forced to read for Midwood.

P.S. Only 5 Days Left of Summer!!!
P.S. 2: I'm waking up so early these days...

My Hair

     Well tomorrow I have to get a haircut, so I'm just taking weird photos of my hair today to keep as a memory. I see that I do have some period of time with weird hair so here they are:

 

 Before Showering:

 

 

After Showering:

 

 

 

After a 10 Second Fix:

 

 

 

I don't wanna cut my hair but I have too...



New Template

     I used my last template for about I guess like two months and I found it boring. So I surfed the internet for like half an hour and finally found this template. I like the part with the dog with headphones and sitting on the sofa. I like everything about this new template except that there is a girl sitting next to the dog. Only if it was a boy, I had another template I loved, and I will upload it tommorow. I will probably create a poll and see if anyone would actually participate in it. I spent like one and a half hours editing the template and put everything in order.

Write your comments on my new template. I'll probably change the template to the other one I loved like in two days, and create the poll to decide which one I would use... Please participate in the poll since I am a very indecisive person...

Irritating Crickets!!!

     I don't know where the heck are the crickets but they are somewhere in the garden, and I hate them. I would so want to get bug spray and spray them, but sometimes I actually like listening to them. I wouldn't hate the so much if they don't chirp in the morning and wake me up like they did right now... At night I actally like listening to their songs, and looking at the moon, because it's so serene and natural. It feels like I'm living inside a luxurious house in the Suburbs instead of the big urban city that I actually do. Since, it's so early in the morning I'm really tired, and don't/can't think and write as much as I usually do. So this post is actually one of my shortest.

P.S. There is Only 6 Days of Summer Left!!!

New Bug Zapper!!!

     Yah! My new bug zapper just arrived yesterday, and it's finally fully charged... I hate mosquitos, and now since it's close to fall, the mosiquitos are being more abundant and annoying. They are now like sucking more blood so they have the energy to lay eggs for next spring to be hatched. So they are being more agressive than normal, and they just live for 5 days, and then they would die. I hate summer sometimes because there are so much mosquitos.
     Yesterday I recieved the electric bug zapper that I ordered online, and I hope that it actually works. I charged it for 15 hours so now it's fully powered, and now unless I see a stupid mosquito it's going to be plugged in on the electric socket. There if any mosquitos fly by, it would be a fried mosquito. And if I see any, I would close my door, and chase it around my room with the bug zapper in my room, instead of holding a mop running around the house and into the bathroom hurting myself like Sharon did.

P.S. 7 Day Not Counting Today Left of Summer. WAH!!! CRY!!!

The News Article About Foreign Doctors

     America is like a magnet for foreign doctors, due to the vast technoligcal advancments, high salaries, and more to work with than other countries. Each year, many doctors from foreign countires flock to the U.S. to find jobs. Many countries are in need of doctors, but all doctors love to work in the U.S. Why don't they go to places that are actual in real need of full fledged doctors? A vast majority of the countries on the world need better medical supplies, doctors, surgeons, hospitals, and other mediciation. Yet, as all people on the world wants money, they go to places where they can get more. Since the U.S. spends so much money each year on health care, it's like the U.S. is a gold mine for doctors. Yet some doctors such as the one in the linked page does actually want to return to their country to help the needy people. I think of that person as a hero, even though he went to the U.S. for a better life. Even though he did desert his country, he still wants to return, and just the thought of it, is better than some, who just came to the U.S. and will never even think of returning, even though his/her country needs them.

Here's the link to the post: http://www.nytimes.com/2012/03/11/magazine/america-is-stealing-foreign-doctors.html?_r=1&pagewanted=all

Waking Up Early!!!

     I am not a person that wakes up early, instead I like to sleep in late like till 12. The only days this summer that I actually woke up early was yesterday. We had to get to Chinatown earlier so I had to wake up earlier. Usually other than having appointments or having to go somewhere the really other time that I wake up early is if somebody wakes me up. For example, right below my room is the kitchen, and if my parents talk too loud I would hear them and be waken up. I'm kinda both a light sleep and a deep sleeper. Sometimes even if a window breaks I won't wake up, but sometimes a conversation below or in nearby rooms would wake me up.
     This morning is one of the mornings that I wake up early. Some people downstairs call my mother and father decided to have a fight. Can't they at least wait until I wake up to fight, because I slept at like 3 yesterday. I guess that my mother was cooking breakfast and my father wanted to help. So instead of helping he usually makes a mess and annoys my mother because probably she's flipping something and she can't clean the place. Whatever, I just am not an early person, and if I wake up early, I'm usually cranky and stiff throughout the whole day. Good day to all you viewers out there!

P.S. 9 Day Left of Summer Vacation!!! SADDDD!!! :~(

Only Ten!

     School starts in 10 days, including today and I am both happy and sad. I'm happy because I will start fresh in a new school, not carrying any labels or past memories. No one there knows me except the dreaded Sharon Li. Everyone in my school labels me as the "Smart Kid" and several people actually wrote Smart Kid in reference to me. Next year I could reinvent myself as a regular student that just gets good grade. People in my class thinks that I study 24/7 and read everyday, however they don't actually know what I actually do. I never studied for a test last year, except for Mrs. Accardi's Poetry Test, because I don't read poems at all. I just don't want people to think that I am all smarts without a life, and actually my life is really fantasic. I do go out every weekend with friends, and just hand out. I like going to the mall with my friends, I like playing handball and basketball with them, I actually have a LIFE PEOPLE!!! I think that even my parents think that I study 24/7, because I don't actually ask them for permission to go out. Every Monday I get my allowance at night, and I cannot ask for any more money to go out for the rest of the week. So I can't seriously ask them "(Mom or Dad) can I have $          because I want to go out with friend." So they don't actually know what am I doing. Also, I lock my door when I'm home or not, and outside me door it's says "DO NOT KNOCK OR ANNOY ME! CALL OR TEXT ME IF YOU NEED ME!!!" So my parents don't actually knock on my door asking me to go downstairs to eat. They wouldn't actually know if I'm inside my room or if I'm hanging out with friends. Sometimes if they see me going out they would ask me where I'm going and stuff.
     I'm wondering if I'm going to meet new friends at Midwood, because only the dreaded Sharon LI, is going to Midwood High School with me. Why can't other friends of mine go to Midwood also? Midwood is a great high school and many people wants to enroll in it, but none of my friends wanted except the dreaded peson. I'm sad to leave all friends back in Brooklyn Studio. Vanessa, Khristyna, Roko, Matthew and other people aren't going with me to Midwood, and I'm really sad. I wish they would go but they won't. Other than wondering about meeting new friends, I'm wondering if I'll meet any friends on the first day of school. Also, am I going to make a fool of myself the first day of school? And am I going to be in good classes? Are the teacher I'm going to have nice? There are millions of other questions, but whatever. It'll be answer after the first week of school, so I'll probably write a post called "Questions Answered."
     Okay, back to the point that there is only 10 more days of vacation left. I am also sad because my SUMMER IS OVER..... I liked my summer, I spent each day going out or staying at home talking to friends or going to parties that my family holds. I still remember the midnight party that my aunt held. It started at 12 AM and ended at 8 PM, and we all just slept over. It was great, the lighting, the music, the food and everything was awesome. We also swam in the dark, with only lanterns to light the way back to the center, and the beautiful moon. Also, I like sleeping to 12 each day, and sleep at like 2 everynight. I don't want to give up this pleasant summer... The only thing that I regret is not going to the beach that much. I only went twice, and I didn't even get to tan myself. This year for some random reasons I want to tan myself. I wonder how I look tan? Would I look weird or okay, or just plain nice. Whatever, it doesn't matter because it's going to be fall soon and there is no more way to tanning myself.
     For the next ten days, I would spend the time with my family memebers because majority of summer I spent with friends. Tody for instance, my sister has to get new glasses, so I'm going with her and my mother to China Town in Manhatten, for her to see if she likes any frames. My father isn't going to drive us, so we have to take public transportation called the train and bus. However we're not going to be eating breakfast, because my sister wants to eat dumplings, so we're going to eat at a Chinese resturant either in Brooklyn, because that's where I am right now, or in Manhatten. I wonder what I'm going to eat later, but I know what's for sure, I'm totally eating those fried shrimp rolls which I would drench with the creamy thick yellow sauce that it comes with. I think that sauce is a homemade salad sauce or something. Other than that I'm so getting myself those mini beef spare ribs, with balck beans that are spicy. I just adore eating beef for random reasons. Also, I don't know how long I have to walk Chinatown for my sister to find the pair of glasses that she wants. There are like ten glass stores that she likes, so she would probably walk to every one. She loves the one called Optical Vision, and that green one on Mott Street.
     Whatever, probably on the train today I'll play the games Temple Run, Ovenbreak, Angry Birds, Angry Birds Space, and Fruit Ninja. For more random reasons, I'm re-addicited to Temple Run. I quit like several months back, because it was really redundant. However I lost the app, and had to reinstall it, and now Í want back all upgrades and characters. Enjoy your day!!!

Snooping Around

     I am a very curious person, and the TV show/cartoon Curious Gerorge reminds me of me when I was younger. Curious George gets into all kinds of trouble due to his curious personality, and that was what use to happen to me all the time, when I young. My mother said that when I was little, I would do stuff that was so stupid because I was curious about it. I remember once when I was younger and I was curious about how the TV screen, tasted so I licked it. That was a really weird incident because afterwards like 5 minutes my mother turned on the TV and she asked me why was the TV screen wet. I said, that I wondered how it tasted so I licked it. Then she gave me a whole lecture of how, your not suppose to lick anything in front of you that isn't suppose to be licked. I was I think like 4 then, and now when I think of it, I laught like crazy.
     Since I was little, I developed a really curious personality, and it can be both positive and negative in ways. Sometimes on the itnernet and I see something, I would probably be curious about ti, so I would like spend hours researching upon that subject. For example, this morning I saw a new atricle about a discovery of Ancient Roman or Greek bath houses, and I dwelled upon that subject about 2 hours. I learned the bath houses was a public bath house where people cleaned themselves publicly i front of other people inside the bath houses. I guess they didn't care about public nudity, but since I wasn't living in that time period so I could care less.
     I gained weird knowledges about weird topics, due to my curiousity. Other than it giving me weird knowledge, it also makes me nosy, because it makes me wonder what others are doing. Since I was little I am a nosy person, because I like to know what others are doing/making. I remember back when I was little, I was wondering what my mother was cooking on the stove. I was too short to see what was actually inside the wok. So instead, I climbed onto a chair, and since my mother was too busy cooking, (she was cooking like 3 things at once). My father was suppose to babysitting me and my sister, but he was too busy with my sister to notice also... I climbed onto the chair, and I found out she was cooking, but hwoever I stepped off the chair and lost my balance. I fell and scratched my hands and that hurt real bad.
     To now, I still like to know what other's are doing, so I snoop around, because I like when people don't know I'm there. Because if I'm there they would hide stuff that I shouldn't know. But I want to know so I snoop around. Sometimes I wonder what my sister is doing in her room, I would sneak quietly down the halls, down the stairs, into the halls, and out her room... Then I would quietly open her door, and none of the doors in our house creaks, so she wouldn't know. And if she's on her computer, she wouldn't notice because she faces the opposite wall. I would open like half an inch slowly, and I would snoop around. Plus, I wouldn't see anything private, because there's a lock on everydoor except the kitchen.
     I remember yesterday, I heard my neighbors like yelling/screaming, so I wanted to know what was going on. So I dug for my binoculars and I ran downstairs into the living room where I could see outside better. My window is kinda murky from the outside but the living room one is always clean and easier to clean the outside part. They didn't close their curtains so I saw what they were doing. I guess someone, which would be their son knocked down a vase because I remember that on that table there use to be a pinkish vase on it.
     Enjoy your evenings, and I've notice that the sun is gone when it's before 9 now, where like a month back it was still halfway up when it's like 9:15.

Life's Too Short

     The average life span  of a human being is between 60-80 years old depending on where you live. This short life of everyone is not enough, because there is always something else that we want to do. Yet however we don't know when our life is going to end, maybe tomorrow, what if tonight and we sleep and we don't wake up? What is tomorrow we get into a traffic accident and die? There aer hundreds of other what if's that I can think of already and it's "what if tomrrow I trip and hit my head and sustain a brain injury, and I die?" Death is our next great destiny, but everyone that dies still has things that they want to accomplish on Earth. Myself peresonally, I believe that everyone has a soul, and one's soul will stay on Earth, just in a different relam. And they can choose to stay in this relam, if their deeds aren't complete.
     Life's already too short, but yet day after day innocent lives are being lost through methods that are just plain dumb. I don't understand why, but I believe it's because of all the horrible things that humans have done, and karma is here and that's why war is waging in every corner on Earth. War doesn't just simply have to be between different coutnires, but instead there are also minituare wars. For exmaple, people fight for something that they want, and methods and tactics that they use aren't the best, and it can be accounted as war. Although it might take lives, I still believe that it is just plain stupid. Why can't the human race just use their short lives and spend every moment in peace and happiness? Why can't everyone just live in harmony? I can already think of a suitable answer to that, it's is due to people's greed. Just one's greed can cause a full fledged war. I don't understand why people must have greed, but however even the most flawless things have flaws...
     The creation of humans was a great thing, however what the human race have changed into is a disgusting thing. Before I believed that there was once harmony, I know that I sound unrealistic, but I believe that once everyone all around the globe, that everyone was happy. There might be some who had less than others, but they still enjoyed life. Some might've been in poverty but they still were happy because they accepted and embraced their poverty.  However people now have changed drastically. There are always some who lived in poverty, and wanted to change it so bad, that they completed horrific things, to reach the top. However even the richest cannot buy happiness. Happiness comes from within, just as how a beggar living off the streets, might be even happier than some wealthy business men with a gazillion dollars. Having three meals a day is like having the world to the beggar. Not everyone can understand what I'm saying because what I'm writing now is to remind myself, and share with you what I'm thinking this moment and second. I want to save this point in life when I am actually feeling very happy, not because of materialistic things, but because I have a loving family, a shelter, food, clothing and many other things that aren't even needed but I still have it.
     The more I think upon this subject it makes me think that even the richest that have the money to buy whatever they want might not be happy. As they have much money that is even needed, but they still want more. And once they have more they still want more, just because there is always something more.
     I don't understand what I was thinking while Im'm writing this post, bt I'm just writing what I'm tihnking right now. It's like 3 AM, and I was going to sleep but however, while I was lying in bed, I was thinking upon this subject and I really wanted to share this with you, because therer are many pople out there who aren't at all feeling happy because they might want something like new shoes or blah blah blah. But I want to ask you, do you have everything you need, not what you want. Needed items that are essential to survial, and Louis Vuitton purses aren't essential to survival. Writing this post has made me realized many things. One is that life's to short, so I should spend each day as it's my last. I know it sounds really chliche but it's true and you should relize this too. Second, instead of wanted new items, I should look at what I have, and compare what is really needed and what's not. Then before I buy something like the new Kindle Fire that I want, and ask myself "Am I going to regret  uying it, am I going to get broed of it?" The obcious answer is yes, so I don't think that I would buy it. Third, I shoul probably spend more time with my parents, because each day they are getting closer to their deaths, and once they die I truly regret not spending enought time with them when I was younger. Four, and I believe it's the most important because I suffered through it before. Everyone on this world was here for a reason, and don't think of youself as inferior towards other like a rich person or something. Only someone that feels inferior wants to make other feel worst to make them feel better. Even a beggar on the street had a reason to live in this world. Everyday people die, for example in the Afganistan War, on average one U.S. soldier dies each day. So it teaches us that no one knows what's going to happen next so we should live each day to it's fullest.
     Sorry my post was so long, but I had a lot of my mind. I better go to sleep, so enjoy your day and life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lost My Russian Viewer!!! :( Cry!!!!! (Update: Dreaded School Year)

     If you don't like long posts you would probably hate this post because it is probably the longest post that I wrote ever.

     I'm back like 2 days now, and still I lost my faithful viewer(s) from Russia! There isn't a single page view for the last serveral days from Russia. I now wonder if (s)he/they know that I'm back, and if no I wonder if they are ever going to check out my blog again. (S)he/they (I will be using that term a lot in this post) have actually been faithful viewers of this blog for several months actually. They account for about 38.26% of my total pageviews. Yep I actually did the math, you might find me dumb, but I am very technical as said from all my friends. My friend Vanessa actually wrote a blog post dedicated to me and my technicality. I tried throughout all my posts to keep my technical issues out because it would probably bore all you viewers, but heh I do what I want now. Throughout all these weeks of not blogging I have changed a lot. I learned to please others while not changing myself too much. My point of views of life has also changed from: everything has to be perfect, to: you can make only perfect imperfect things. In other words, if something is perfect there isn't a point to continue. I use to do too much on making what's perfect, even more perfect.
     Also, other than changing my motto, I also changed how I dress. I use to dress to please my mother, because usually she decides what I wear. And it is usually oversize t-shirts and jackets, and a pair of straight or baggy jeans. She really hates tight clothing, but I always wanted to wear it, and if I don't please myself and be unhappy. Why must I please others? Thats why my wardrobe now contains my favorite skinny jeans, and slim jeans. Other T-shirts that aren't oversized, but I'm still going to wear them because I'm still a fan of comfortable clothing. However I still enjoy wearing oversize jackets and sweatshirts, because I just like them.
     I'm also counting days of summer vacation left until the dreaded day which is: September 6th 2012, when summer vacation is offically over. On the day of September 6th is offical day that school starts for all New York Public Schools. Wait Vanessa, if you are reading this you must think that I am wrong, because on September 5th you have to pick up your program cards, and take new ID card photo, but technically the offical start of school is September 6th. Lucky me because I pick up programs on September 6th and can leave school, but sadly life isn't that simple. On September 6th, there would be assemblies that would be held, and would take like two hours. And then afterwards, program changes and everything would take place so another two hours would be taken. So in total it would take about 4 hours there. Sadly again, the freshman assembly would start at 11:30 AM, so if I stay for 4 hours, I will get to leave Midwood at 3:30. Sadly yet again, I live far from school, and I'm sure that no one would drive me, so I have to take the train, then transfer to bus, which would take another half to an hour for me. And I didn't add in the time that I have to wait for the subay and bus. Also, taking subway and transfering to bus would continue throughout the whole school year wasting about two hours of time each day which could be used for me to sleep!!!!!!!
     I wonder how from talking about my lost Russian view, I went to ramble about my dreading school year ahead. Yeah since I already rambled about the dreaded school year I'll keep on rambling about it. (At this point I will say that the update on the title was just ocmpleted and I'm going to keep rambling about the school year!) I'm wondering everyday whether next year I would meet new friends, because I already miss all my old ones. I miss Vanessa, Roko, Matthew, Khriisty, and even Vladimir Tod. There are so many more I would write, but I don't want my whole post to be filled with names. However I will never miss one person and that person is Sharon, because for the next four years I still have to endure it with her in Midwood High School. And sadly, I think that we would be in the same classes because we both have the same accelerated classes that we took last year. However happily, probably we would have different electives but proabably we would still have the same major classes like English, Geometry, ect. I do not make friends easily because I am actually a very hard person to make a friend of. I don't trust people easily and when I actually do, I think of them like siblings, because only siblings (which I only have one, and I don't trust her at all, oddly) can you trust with your deepest secrets. It took a really long time for me to meet and befriend them, and I don't really want to repeat the process again. However I guess that I have no choice, and I really don't want to meet bad friends, because sadly there are villianous people out there, and I don't want to repeat the same mistake I made in 5th grade.
     Other than fearing of meeting new friends, I'm also dreading about geeting good grades. Throughout Elementry, and Middle School, I was a star student. And now moving onto High School everynight I fear that next year I won't be getting good grades, because I'm scared that Midwood would be too hard to me. I don't want to be an average student, I like beig smart. It's like part of my identity, that smart kid, and I don't really want to lose it. As everyone will say, study more and you will be smart, but I don't work that way. If I study instead of gaining extra knowledge I confuse myself, and memories of inteligence that I remember would be scrambled, and I would be helpless. In other words, it confuses me and I get dumber.
     Also, next year I want to join a sports team, as I always enjoy swimming and tennis, I wonder if I should actually joing a team. However, I get out of school at 4:30 so if I actually join, I wo'n't get home until 7 or 8. I still have homework and projects to do probably, so I am really reluctant. But sports look good on a college application (yes even though I'm only going to be a freshman I worry about college. You might think I'm stupid, but I want to be ready by the time I acutally submit my college applications. Better safe than sorry!!!) Other than worrying about friends, my grades, sports I also worry if Midwood is safe. Since it's such as large school I wonder if people there do bad things such as drugs, and I'm scared that I would be pulled into their rings, and ruin my life forever. I feel as though I'm worry about it too much, but I am a worry wart.
     I actually right now feel a lot better, becaúse I'm actually expressing what I feel through blogging, and I like expressing my feelings. ALthough I do have to watch I say here, because I don't know all viewers, I still can say things that I won't tell my aprents. If I tell my parents of the above, they will probably tell me that if I don't want to go, then don't. Yep they aren't the most supportive as you might think. My mother is much better than my father, but I still cannot sya things to her that I would want. You might think that my life seems very hard, but I know that there are people's lives who are harder than mine a hundred, a thousand amillion times harder than mine. For example, people in areas such as third world places, would think that my worries are stupid, ebcause instad of worrying about having friends, they are worrying about whether they would have food for their next meal. I sometimes hate myself, because I have much wants, but then I would compare my life with others who are much sadder than me, and then I would feel guilty. And after I get what I want I would feel bad again, and say is it ven necesary? And then of course I would say no, and they feel even guiltier, and blame myself. I sometimes feel as though I need a therapist, but then after several hours, I would feel all happy again.
     Boy have I gone really off topic, but all this rambling does get alot off my mind. And I just remembered something, that last a lot I type I typed it as alot, and I remembered how my old Englihs teacher would pretend to puke when people spell it wrong. I do have a weird life.

     If you didn't actually read what I posted, I won't blame you, even I think it is really long!!! Good ay to all you viewer!!!
    

Losing Weight

     For random reasons, for the past several days I've lost weight drastically, and my mother isn't at all happy... I like it because throughout the summer I gained so much fat and my mother says I look better fat than skinny. I am no where near underweight and she still thinks that I am too skinny. I'm 5'5" I should be like 120 pounds. She always tries to make me fat, but I know better because in 6th and 7th grade I use to be a chubby child. I really didn't like to be fat because even my own family memebers made fun of me. However since now I ain't that fat anymore I got picked less, and I'm more confident of myself. I really like being skinny than fat, but my other always disagrees and now she says that I'm too skinny, and my face is shriveled up. I don't agree but she's my mother and she thinks that she is always right.
     I sometimes do wonder if all mothers believe that they know the best for their children, and even if they're wrong, they say that they are right. Right now I can contradict what I just wrote, and here's why: (It's another cousin story!!!)
    
     My cousin Michael, who's 26 years old right now finished college last year and now is an accountant. He went to a private school, and tution was like $40,000 each year, and it was a total waste. At first he wanted a medical degree, and it made sense because the school was famous for medical studies. However after just one year, he switched and instead of majoring in Med, he majored in math. He could've went to a public school where tution is like $25,000, and instead of offering great studies in Medical, it could've been offering great studies for math. So in 6 years of studies he wasted about $90,000 of tution fees. My mother told him to switch schools which would've benefited him, and benefited my aunt's wallet. But instead of helping my mother, my aunt told my mother that her son enjoyed the school, so he could stay. I thought that decision was really wrong, but who cares about my thoughts?

     Anyway, I somehow was talking about my cousin's tution fee where the point of this post was to share the good news of me shedding pounds off my body. Anyway, happy summer (while in New York it feels like fall or spring) to all you viewers.

Clear Night Sky

     Tonight again, I'm sitting by my window and looking in the sky. I think that I have several posts about the night sky, but for some reasons I love the night sky more than the afternoon. Tonights moon is beautiful. It looks so luminous but there are several dark spots on them that should be craters. Í forgot whether or not that the craters have water in them. Anyway, back to the moon'. The moon I suppose is there for one reasons, to porvide light in the dark for people in prehistoric times or before light was invented. I think that by using the place of the moon, you can know what direction you move in. For example, if tonight is the 15th of the lunar month the moon will always be over head, so you cannot tell the direction you're traveling. But on the first of the lunar month, the moon is on the weat (I think) so if you travel west, you will always see the moon, but if you travel east you won't.      Clear night skies also mean that you should be able to see the stars, and I crave to star gaze, but sadly I live in New York so it's now possible. I was looking on the Internet and found out that this hotel in the desert in the midwest is hte best spot to star gaze in the United States. I disagree however, because a hotel cannot compete with the comfort of your home. Well at least I think that my house is very comfortable. I love my room, I clean it everyday, and disinfect it with Fantastik everyday. Star gazing can also be done upstate which usually refers to state north of New York, in New York, and I like going upstate. We don't have a house upstate, but staying with my aunt upstate is still fun. I like to star gaze and sometimes spend hours at night looking at the stars. Usually when I look into the sky at night upstate, I can't really notice the constellation, because I don't spend everyday looking. Unlike my cousins who can say "Thats the Big Dipper, Littler Dipper, Polaris, ect..." I try looking in the direction they say but all I see are luminous stars.
     Sometimes I envy my cousins at night, but however you can't see stars in New York, because it is always so bright. Sometimes I wish New York didn't have street lights, but I know I would shudder if ther aren't any. For random reasons, I really dislike the dark, because I feel as if there are stuff that's dangerous that always lurks in the shadow. In the dark, since we aren't bats we don't really see/use super sonic sounds to locate stuff. So, we usually dwell in confusion if we don't have a flashlight. Even if we do, it wouldn't luminate the streets like street lights does. Anyway, back to the topic of the a clear night sky.
     Having clear night skies isn't available everywhere. In some places even if there aren't luminous lights around every corner of the street, the sky is so polluted you cannot see the stars. For example, I remember last time I saw photos of the night sky in China, it wasn't so stary. Instead it looks black and dul, like the sky in New York. The air is so polluted that there is no difference, between a cloudy night and a clear night, because pollutants cloud the sky. Sitting by the window, I like hearing what Mother Earth had to offer. In the area that I live, there are annoying crickets, but I enjoy hearing them. Also, at night sometimes bird are still awake and the usually sing /chirp on the trees. I enjoy the melodious sounds that they make, and I close my eyes and sway to their tune.

Good night to every reader, and sweet dreams!!!!!

I'm Back!!!!!

     Over the last several weeks, I haven't been blogging at all because I feel as though I lost all inspiration. However today I feel as though I found it all back, because of yesterday's dream. For some random reasons, over the last serveral days I have gotten plesant dreams, and I feel better. Also for some other random reasons, I have slept until like 2:30 PM each day. I think its because I'm sleeping at 2:00 AM each day, so I guess my body is just balancing it all out again, because I need at least 12 hours of sleep per day for me to not be cranky. That's why during summer vacation I'm always happier than I am during school days, because I get like 9 hours of sleep per day instead of at least 12. It reminds me, I have been counting for the past several days, of how many days I have left of summer vacation and it isn't pretty for me. I have just 15 more days of summer vacation left not counting today!!!! Wah!!!!! Wah!!!! Wah!!!!
     Back to the subject of why I'm back, I've been looking at my stats each day, and I have lost almost all viewers, and I sure hope that I do get them all back. Also, right now I'm really sad, because the wonderful photos that I've stored on my SD card is ruined because I kinda accidently drenched it on a pot of boiling water. It happened like this (if this was a video I would've put rippling effect and I would be looking up and say "It happened like this...")

          That day it was a Friday (I think) and I was cooking dinner, and I was making steamed vegetables. Like I always do, I take photos of what I'm cooking and I planned to upload all of them on when I'm going to blog again. However, due to me always being clumsy, I took out the SD card and wanted to put it back in my room so instead of putting it on the table I slipped and let go of my poor card. It fell into the pot of boiling water, and the card was ruined. I wasn't able to retrieve even a single photo, all my memmories of summer vacation gone!

     Anyway right now I have two happy things to say.
          1. I lost 3 pounds but I gained like 10 throughout my summer vacation, because I eat like crazy everyday.
          2. My butt hurts right now because I slipped on a puddle of water that I supposedly wiped on the floor of my room. I slipped and fell on my butt in like 1/2 a second, and ouch!!!!

Centipede!!!

     Although I said that I lost all inspiriation to blog yesterday, I just had to make this post to share one of my biggest fright of all time.  Although you might of had guessed form readig the title, I am really afraid of centipedes... They are just so gross, it totally defies everything with like 30 legs and moving around so fast. To tell the truth they are so icky and they scare the fright out of me...
     Like half an hour ago, I saw a centipede under my bed and I tried to kill it, but it got awau and now I'm freaking out. I use like a whole can of lysol spray (even though it doesn't even kill it) and sprayed everywhere in my room. I'm wondering if it is still under my bed. I used a flashlight and still couldn't find it anywhere, and I'm scared that throughout the night it might climb onto my bed and bite me or something. I'm even more scared of it climbing into my mouth, and me eating it. I don't know if I sleep with my mouth open so I'm scaring myself right now. Currently since I'm blogginga nd you're reading this, right now instead of my feet on the ground, I'm sitting on my chair with my feet where I'm suppose to sit on. So instead of my butt being on the seat itself, it is actually on the place where your back is suppost to be. So I'm sitting on the back on the chair with my feet where my butt is suppose to be. Is it confusing?
     Since I was young I was really scared of all bugs and stuff. I still remember several months back where I saw another house centipede and I freaked out like crazy. I ran from my room screaming all over the house, and oddly my father was in my room, and he luckily he killed it for me. I don't get it, I clean my room like everyday. I make sure there isn't any food scrap anywhere. I wipe the floor, disinfect and do everything to keep my room clean, but still there are bugs in my room...
     Back to my phobia of bugs. I don't understand but somehow I'm not afraid of stuff like snakes, but little bugs scare the creep out of me. Whenever I see any bug, and yes any bug, and I freak out (except at school because there are people around me). Somehow I don't freak out in public because that would be very embarassing. Anyway I'm still sitting on my chair and not putting my foot on the ground and waiting for that centipede to show up so I can kill it...

Leaving

     The post is entirely inspired by my great friend Vanessa leaving her blog for days to weeks. I find it a loss for myself, because I enjoy reading her blog because usually it is quite interesting. Since that she has left, for the past several days I was thinking upon leaving also. I feel as though blogging has changed for me, because when I started blogging I enjoyed the sensation of expressing my thoughts, but for the past several days, I have lost that sensation. I feel as though the experience of blogging has changed from being fun to a job. For the past several weeks, I made sure that I blogged once everyday, and for some reason I kept doing that. I have completely lost all inspiration of new posts, so for the next several days to weeks, I will recover myself through spending time with my family and friends.
     Okay, as you read this far, this is probably the last post in the next several days to week because this is the last stimulus I have. Everything in this world has a begining and ending point. Humans have a birth date where they are born and humans have a death date, where their life cease to exist. Not only do animals and living creatures have an ending but also so does legacies. Since that I am Asian I will talk about Chinese history. There were many great dynasties throughout Ancient China, and each dynatsty led to another. Every dynasty had it's own ideas and throughout that dynasty the idea changes. Changes are happening everyday and every moment that everything lives. As that idea changes it might lead to greatness or hell. Dynasties change when the line of ruler change, and usually that happens through a weak king, and once that happens all ideas of the previous dynasty is dead. That shows that point I'm trying to explain, not only does life leave, but also ideas and other stuff like knowledge will leave Earth.
     Books are the very remanent of knowledge that people want to be eternal, such as the monks of the Middle Ages kept copying books of previous time, so they will not be lost. Some books are very rare and there is only one copy left. Once that one last copy is gone, that knowledge within it leaves. Before books were invented, people kept the knowledge and passed it to younger ones through teaching and ect. Yet people is an unrealiable source because not everyone is fully truthful. If someone carries history throughout their generations, sometime they will leave out parts of defeat or humilitation and that knowedge will leave Earth forever.
     How did I get so sidetracked??? Anyway, the point of this post was suppose to talk about family leaving. As one ages, they grow old, and must accept their final point in life, death. Death can be interperted two different ways, as one's end point, or as one's transitioning point where they leave to a different world. Truthfuly, I am religous and believe in life after death, but someties I wonder where that is. As one leaves Earth, where are they going, another dimension on Earth?  Another world? The list that I can make is endless, and as one leaves, it creates an aura of sadness upon the dead one's close family, and friends. Yet as human is not perfect, we usually keep that sadness inside of us, and never leave. Even as one accepts the leaving, we don't truly forget it, and at times where we are weakess, we are overwhelmed by a feeling of sadness. If we don't handle the sadness correctly, we might make horrible choice such as sudicidal<-- (is that a word?) choices. Whatever I just wanted to write this post to tell people that you must let go of one's death and not hide the sorrow within you, because sorrow can always escape the strongest of cages that one can generate. Even the slighest crack it acn go through and cause unbelievable damage to one's body. Instead letting it out through differnet methods, such as crying, sweating is more healthy...

Expectance

     I cannot believe it, the more I tihkn the more angry I am because I can never live with it. I told my parents that I wanted to go play/learn basketball from my friends at the park, and you know what were their response? It was this "This is very unexpected, we would never expect this from you..." In other terms, it meant no, and that they thought that I would never have any interest in sports except tennis, swimming and ping pong. What is with people and their expectance, you will never know what will happen next so you should not expect anything. But nooooooo, according to my parents my whole life I am going to be smart, and be some type of scientist who would earn $70,000 or more and buy a big house for my wife and have two children. They expect so much, what if I change my want and become so other stuff like a baseball player or something (it wouldn't happen probably because I love science...) People expect too much, like my parents at the beggining of 8th grade, they expected me to get fours (which is the top grade) at Math, Science and English State Test. Also for me to get 90+ on the Algebra and Earth Science Regents and the Spanish Proficency.    
     Living in a world where you are suppose to be smart, and people all think that you will get top grades, is a really hard and demanding world. People expect me to study all day, and stay cooped up in my room and read, but I want to live a life also. It's not like that I am anything different, I am human too. That's why, I sneak out when my parents aren't home, I remember when I was younger (like before I started Middle School) my parents didn't expect sooooo much from me at academics. They were very relaxed at my school grades and they just didn't want anything below an 80 and 3's on state tests, and they were happy... But now all they want are 90's+ and 4's on state tests, which cause a lot of stress. Even my teachers put stress on me, I remember when Senora Borrero, told me that she expects more from me because I have the talents and I should use them... In other words, you could do better so get your butt out of your seat and study.
     Why can't people treat me like normal, that's why next year in high school, I will be an average kid getting 80's and stuff, and not be a nerd (which I am not one). Even my best buddies think that I study when I am at home, which I do not!!! If I look back when I was small, the last test that I actually studied at all was when I was in 3rd grade, when I kept doing math problems before a test. From then on, I don't study because I found on that whenever I study it causes stress on me, and I do worst than when I don't study. So when I was in fourth grade, I didn't even study for a single test, even state tests. I didn't even study for the regents this year, and if people asked if I studied I just said yes, because if I told them th truth that I didn't study they would think that I am lying. So I just said when they expected and lied to make them happy.
     Wow, this post is really long, I guess that I had a lot on my mind for the past several days, because the last several weeks, the posts I wrote were really short like a paragraph. But I like writing longer more detail orientated posts, so I will do what I want....
      Talking about Midwood, on the Seventeenth of July, I went to Midwood High School to take my picture for my School ID, and I met Sharon somehow. We were even on the same bus (which I took because my lazy grandfather said it was too early to drive and he would crash the car because he's too tired). Throughout the whole time there, Sharon was complaining about missing Vanessa, how next year there will not be Vanessa, how she will never find a friend like Vanessa, how Vanessa will not be there and yell at me (because I said something that Vanessa would find yellable), how Vanessa will not be there and say "I need a lolipop", and how she can say to Vanessa "No you want a lolipop". In other words she really missed Vanessa and I had to spend like half an hour hearing her say that in like a hundred different way... I'm proofreading this, and I got really off topic...

Sterotypical Photo

     I just found this photo on Facebook and I think that it is utterly absurd with the meaning. I followed the direction, and found out that I was gay, so whatever. It is totally wrong with males, and even worst for females.

My State Tests

     For some random reasons, only students in NY, and several other states make them take state tests. So thanks to me living in NY, I'm part of the victims on the target. Luckily this year I passed with flying colors. The scores has been released and I looked them up, at Aris Parent Link, (link below) and I found my score. I am very happy with myself, and I want to buy a new tablet to make myself happy... I got a 4 in Math, 4 in English, and a 4 in Science.... Yah!!!!

Link: https://arisparentlink.org/parentlink

P.S. I want to give a shoutout to all my viewers because I finally passed my 200th pageview milestone...