overload.

In two consecutive days I have finished reading Invisible Monsters and watching Vanilla Sky. My mind is pretty much going crazy.

Thank you Marissa.

wtf.

This is really starting to get on my nerves. Please stop.

rain.

It rained today in the Magic Kingdom, and this song came up on shuffle.

You're cold, maybe you just missed the sun.
You fall, feeling like it's just begun.
So far, keeping it together's been enough.
Look up, rain is falling, looks like love.

morning.

"What?"
"Mmm...nothing."
"What?"
"I'm happy."


That's all I wanted.

eternal sunshine.

In the air I flew
Through the clouds I fall
Through the country I've walked
In front of temples I've stood
Before the ocean I pray
And I said your name
（风美锐）

In the air I flew
Through the clouds I fall
And all the things I've tried to say
Were never easy to explain
They were always meant for you

And all the memories that were made
For years and years
I've chased this day
They were always for you
Always for you

In the air I breathe
Through the clouds I see
Through the cities I've walked
In the castles I dreamed
On the mountain I climb
When I call your name
（风美锐）

In the air I flew
Through the clouds I've fell
And all the things I've tried to change
Were never easy to contain
They were always meant for you
Always for you

And all the memories will never fade
For years and years
In my heart you'll stay
It was always for you
Always for you
Always for you

And all the pieces that remain
They will build a place for us to stay
They were always meant for you
Always for you

And all the chances that we take
For years and years
We'll have this place
They were always for you
Always for you

soundtrack.

I deleted it.

ouch.

I feel like I've been smacked in the face and then stabbed in my mouth.

Whatever.

Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.

欢乐充满心中。悲痛溢于言表。

huān lè chōng mǎn xīn zhōng. bēi tòng yì yú yán biǎo.

blast.

nervesnervesnerves.

dumbdumbdumb.

workworkwork.

worryworryworry.

done.

SNOW DAY

For the 2nd time in the history of IMSA! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! 8DDDDDDDDDD

hmm.

That last post was very whiny.

Dinner turned out pretty ok still. The girls understood why the wing wasn't up to par. The food was sparse but good. Great company was present. Thanks for coming Sharon.

It's snowing. Horray. This is the part where I become awfully romantic and cliché.

fuckingfuck.

This here is a bad day.

Read Eysturlid that I didn't even have today.
Got 3 hours of sleep because of that.
Didn't even complete my MI4 quiz.
Achieved at best a B on my MI4 quiz because of that.
Had a hard time in German.
Felt cast-aside.

And to top it off, dinner tonight is ruined.

Thank you security, for taking into consideration the 4 hours of hard work that was put into decorating our wing last night. It was really the first time the entire wing worked together and made something happen. Those decorations were truly stunning, and each person in the wing was truly excited. The walls were covered with fabric. The fabric had the design of a starry night. The entire hallway looked like a never ending night sky. Balloons were blown, streamers were hung, but all that had to be taken down. Why? Because they're fire hazards. Oh really? Well what isn't a fire hazard? Everything is a fucking fire hazard, all the posters on the wall can burn. 4 foot inbetween? Well we tried to compromise and put dopey looking spaces of 2 inches between fabrics. Nope, security says it had to be all taken down, and then continued to sit on their lazy asses and watch us take down what was hours of hard work and wing bonding. Fuck you security. Those were homecoming decorations. Why is it ok for it to be up at homecoming and not our wing dinner? Ask them that and they have no answer. So yes, thank you security for ruining all of our planning and hard work that went into this dinner. Thank you for ruining the dinner for us and our dates. Now instead of a romantic-esque "Fly Me To The Moon" themed dinner, we will be having a Mediterranean feast in the blandness of off-white. That is, if we are going to have this dinner at all. There really is no point anymore. The class is gone, and a lame dinner would just be...well lame.

A lot of bullshit went on today, and I'm tired. I'm going to bed early tonight.



This is me with the words on the tip of my tongue,
and my eye through the scope down the barrel of a gun.
Remind me not to ever act this way again.

content.

你很薄情， 但是我不在乎。








Translation: You're very inconsistent with love, but I don't mind.

haha.

Dear Bo Shi, this is your horoscope for Thursday, November 2nd:

Libra,
The atmosphere in your love relationship is getting better, you can look forward to an explanation, which will benefit your life as a couple and I suggest you are understanding. At work, avoid saying what you think if you are not sure that the person you are speaking to will share your opinion.

See you tomorrow.

hahaha. lawl. how fitting.



Currently Listening:
Time To Pretend EP
Mgmt

24 Hour IRN

This is the third time I'm posting tonight. We have 24 Hour IRN. Heh, woot.

I like 05AUQ. Thanks guys. 8)

hm.

One day I'll stop being a push over.

bloop.

Bleep. Rerchafercha rip.

I don't know. Heh. XP

whee

8)

lamezorr

Basically, I suck. Ughh. I couldn't say it. I'm just not ready to sacrifice what we have right now. Aghh. I'm so lame. And awkward. So not attractive. I smile too much.


Why do you have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you.
Must you make me laugh so much?
It's bad enough we get along so well.
Say goodnight and go.



Currently Listening:
Copeland

50th Post

Obviously, my current approach (if you can even call it an approach) isn't working. Actually, it hasn't been working for the past 2 years. Maybe it's time to stop being so headstrong. Dogmatism gets the best of me, I know. The people that said, "If something is wrong, don't let it continue being wrong, fix it," are probably right. If one approach to a math problem isn't working, use a different approach. I've just been ignorant of that statement, hoping that my way will somehow prevail one day. What I'm confused about is that how come my way worked 2 years ago. I think I'm doing the same things. Or maybe I'm also being ignorant and trying to think I'm the same. Maybe I have really changed and I just don't realise it. Or it could also be that even though I am the same, the people I care about nowadays do not welcome my way. I guess it doesn't really matter. I think it's finally time to take a new approach. Work on my mechanics, my swing, and my form to avoid striking out anymore.



Currently Listening:
Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Copeland

li

I really like World History, especially since we were discussing Chinese religions and philosophies such as Confuciansim and Daoism. I found myself recognizing many of the traditions and beliefs of the ancient Chinese with those of myself. Though these ideas have never been pushed upon me, I find that they are inherently in me. I identify with them. Of course, these ideas and traditions also dissapoint me. I feel ashamed for some of my actions, and feel hypocritical. I guess this is a catalyst for change. Change is inevitable. I want to change for the better.



Currently Listening:
Love Affair
Eat, Sleep, Repeat
Copeland

Sixteen

Finally. 8)

contrast.

there's a difference between who i am now, and who i want to be.

i need a little more self-control.



Currently Listening:
He Poos Clouds
Final Fantasty

i like...this song.

I like,
Where we are,
When we drive,
In your car.
I like,
Where we are,
Here.

Cause our lips,
Can touch.
And our cheeks,
Can brush.
Our lips can touch,
Here.

Well you are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.

I like,
Where you sleep,
When you sleep,
Next to me.
I like,
Where you sleep,
Here.

Our lips,
Can touch.
And our cheeks,
Can brush.
Cause our lips can touch,
Here.

Well you are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.

Our lips can touch.
Our lips can touch,
Here.

You are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your...

You are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite, miss you quite..."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now theres no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.
Here in your arms.
Here in your arms.

R.I.P.

Colin Woods.

homecoming.

Come around and say you love me
Hang your heart and lights above me
Is that too much to ask for
When the night descends upon us
Take a shower, dry your hair by the furnace
I'll watch you from the corner

I try telephones and old typewriters
Words of love along the wires
But nothing is working tonight
I try telegraphs and birds that fly
Through air so still you hear me sigh
But nothing is working tonight
Tonight
Please let's make it work tonight
Please let's make it work tonight
Tonight

i like this.

I like I-Days.
I like bus rides.
I like Chicago.
I like Mr. Sloan.
I like Hamlet.
I like Mr. Sloan.
I like the Chicago Shakespeare Theatre.
I like music.
I like life.

I like you.



Currently Listening:
When Paula Sparks
Beneath Medicine Tree
Copeland

braceless

Yeap. 8D



Currently Listening:
Iron and Wine

woahh.

Well that was kind of odd. I've been filled with a feeling of exasperation and animosity for about the past 10 minutes. Why? I have no idea. It really is pretty random.

Looks like you've still got it.



Currently Listening:
The Lioness
Songs: Ohia

愛

stalemate.

What a shitty week this has been. Let's start with Sunday.

Sunday: I get sick.
Monday: I feel like shit because I'm sick.
Tuesday: I woke up shivering compulsively, almost collapsed in the shower, almost threw up upon exiting the shower, and went home with an 102.1 fever.
Wednesday: Mom drove an hour and a half to Northwestern so I could met my potential mentor. This potential mentor and I talked for about 10 min. until she rejected the mentorship because the time committment was too much. However, she did offer to meet me every 3 months. I decided to pass up this offer and continue looking for a mentor. Mom then drove the hour and a half back home. Then I return to IMSA. Upon my return, I get an e-mail. This e-mail is from my IMSA little sister. She informs me she will be leaving IMSA. After a sad goodbye, I am siblingless. The night is filled with make-up work and studying and only 3 hours of sleep.
Thursday: Dead tired from only 3 hours of sleep. Convinced my teachers to let me give me extensions on some things and take a test on Friday. Because of this, I stayed up another night finishing the said extensions and studying for the tests. Another 3 hour night.
Friday: Bomb a Discrete test. Forget to make-up my MI4 test. Get totally lost in AdPhys because of missing what we did Tuesday.

Today: Finally the end of the week. Make next week better please.

Liz Runge, I am picking you up next month and we are hanging out! Grrrr!



Currently Listening:
Floating World
Anathallo

aghface.

So I'm at home. Sick. Damnit. Not cool for so many reasons.

But I'm still meeting my mentor tomorrow. Mommy is gonna drive me. Thanks mom. I'll be back at school tomorrow night, hopefully.

Being at home sucks. Being at home makes me think, and everyone knows when I start thinking, it's no good.


a beautiful girl can make you dizzy
like you've been drinking Jack and Coke all morning
she can make you feel high
full of the greatest commodity known to man:
promise
promise of a better day
promise of a greater hope
promise of a new tomorrow
this particular aura can be found in the gait of a beautiful girl
in her smile, in her soul
and in the way she makes every rotten little thing about life seem like it's gonna be ok.



Currently Listening:
Great Romances of the 20th Century (Demo)
Tell All Your Friends Demo
Taking Back Sunday

continued.

The weather has been so generous. Yare is relaxing.. The sun is hot. Shade is cool. Staying in a dorm room gets pretty tiring. Sitting outside never ceases to amaze.

AdChem is no more! I feel like a HUGE weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Is this what it feels like to be free? 8DDD!!!

I'm not going back again. I made a promise. Too bad promises are meant to be broken.

I enjoy life.



Currently Listening:
来自VC的礼物
果味VC

start.

It's been two weeks. Junior year, the smell of 1505 C 22, the sophomores, all two weeks old. Adchem. Two weeks is too much of it, then again I can theoretically kill it at anytime in the next 2 months. IMSA drama has had two weeks to collect and grow. So have friendships. I think I've been doing ok so far with what I wanted. I've kept an open mind. I haven't put down things just because I don't find them interesting. Hell, I even played basketball with the "guys" one day. I've presented myself in a warmer fashion. At least I think I have. It's nice to have more than a group of maybe 10 people to say hi to in the hall, or to laugh with. I feel a little more comfortable outside my social bubble. Do I even have a social bubble? Whatever. There are a couple things I'm waiting on right now. I'm curious as to how they're gonna turn out. I think I over applied myself already this year. I'm committed to too many things. But then again, I want to be. I'll find a way to handle things.

Junior year. It's funny to know I'm not a sophomore anymore. I've "moved up" on the high school hierarchy. It's awkward to walk into C Wing, and the old seniors aren't there anymore. Where'd Max go? Chaz? Ray? John? Of course we all know Zac and Carl got expelled. Replacing these old faces are the class of 2009. I'm now one who supposedly has wisdom. I'm supposed to lead these kids through their first year at IMSA. I feel almost honored. Maybe I just like to be the bigger man. I did grow a couple inches this summer. So says Max and Dr. Condie.

This extended weekend is filled with work. I want to burn it. But I embrace it in a way. A year later at this time, I will remember the work I had during this very extended, and I will laugh. For those now silly sophomores will be the ones in my shoes. It's an optimistic and smug thought.

It's ok. It's IMSA.

binge.

So I'm way to lazy to do another Picthfork post, much less an East Coast one.

However, I am half rediscovering underOATH, but only They're Only Chasing Safety underOATH. Guess some hardcore just stays with me.

Oh yea, IMSA started. It's been nice. Here we go again.


Acceptance is what holds us here
And you my dear are the one I fear tonight
We'll try just one more time



Currently Listening:
You're Only Chasing Safety
underOATH

overdue.

I got back from the East Sunday night. I've kind of been lacking on this whole blogging thing. When did I become so lazy as to not even typing a few words? I guess I'll write about the East Coast and colleges and everything...but not this time. This post will be dedicated to the Pitchfork Music Festival...well, at least Day 1. July 29th and 30th --> best weekend of summer hands down. Pictures!

Day 1

Saturday kicked off with the Hot Machines on the A stage. However, due to previous plans with Emily I missed this first band, but that's quite alright. We had lunch with Sharon because she coincidentally was also in Chicago. After lunch I met my Pitchfork buddy for Day 1, Simmy, and we set off for Union Park. The first band we saw was Chin Up Chin Up on the C stage. I had just recently gotten their album and I think it's wonderful. They played a great live set and I at once knew this day would be hot, amazing, and hot.


Chin Up Chin Up

After Chin Up Chin Up, Man Man took the A stage. Simmy and I took this as an oppurtunity to browse the HUGE merchandise tent since we both didn't know Man Man very well. This tent was the epitome of hipster. Hahaha. No but on a serious note, it was pretty freaking awesome. Free buttons/stickers/whatever galore. Sim and I bought little water guns for $1 and proceeded to have mini water gun fights dispersed throughout the rest of the day. I must have obtained over 50 buttons. After a while, we decided to go back to the music so we caught some of Band of Horses on the C stage. Thought their live show isn't the most exciting, their music still has merit.


Band of Horses

After Band of Horses, we went back to the tent missing The Mountain Goats and Destroyer. I'm kind of sad that we did...but oh well. We also got some food. After spending money on t-shirts and whatnot, we went and saw some of Art Brut. This British band brought a dance energy to the much too relaxed Pitchfork crowd. Great music, along with a couple of jokes made their set very enjoyable for the time we watched.


Art Brut

Sadly, we had to leave Art Brut early. The reason: we(or rather I, hehe) wanted front row for the only God in this world: Ted Leo. Though we didn't get front row...2nd was pretty fucking close. After over half an hour of waiting...the Saint himself graced the C stage. Ted Leo and the Pharmacists definetely were my favourite act of the entire festival. With energy, precision, and cleverness they conquered the crowd with blistering favourites such as Me & Mia, and The High Party, along with some new pieces that have yet to be released. For a performance like their's, they deserve more than just one photo.


Ted Leo and the Pharmacists


Ted Leo


Dave Lerner

I couldn't get a good pic of Chris Wilson -drummer- 8(

Ted's set ended with this:


Ted Leo

A head bursting mic bash to the forehead set the crowd on fire. Without even the slightest glitch, Ted Leo and his Pharmacists finished their set to a largely satisfied crowd. I myself yelled a couple, "Have my babies!" his way. 8) After Ted Leo, The Walkmen took the A stage but Simmy wanted to see the Futureheads, another upbeat British band playing the Chicago indie scene. We waited almost an hour, but well worth it when we were really front row this time. Their British energy was appreciated as the sun went down and the stage lights came on. The crowd enthusiastically cooed along with their "Back to the seas," and "Skip to the ends."


The Futureheads

We once again, left a little early. Partly because Simmy had to go pee, partly cause we had to buy a friend a shirt (which didnt' happen because the shirts she wanted were like $25 8O!), and partly because I wanted food. After that little adventure, we went to see the unseeable: The Silver Jews. Seeing this band live is probably rarer than seeing me without tight pants. David Berman (mastermind and lead vox) has been quoted saying that he does not like to play live shows. He can be more often caught at a poetry reading (he is also a poet) than at a concert with his band. However, we saw Berman and his band, and let me tell you...I was entranced. It was beautiful. Berman's droning but unwavering voice held in the air far after he had finished the words on stage. It was all dark by now and the lights illuminated the stage with hues of red, blue, purple, and yellow. One could not have asked for a better ending to this fantastic day of the finest independent music. Berman sent us home soothed and relaxed and ready to collapse on down filled pillows. Sadly, we left this act early also because Simmy was beginning to get really tired, and we also didn't want to risk misssing our train. Even so, just seeing The Silver Jews for 5 songs was a moment that shouldn't be forgotten. Also dissapointingly, since they were the last act...everyone was there...so we couldn't push up very far front, so the best picture I could get of the rare spectacle was:


The Silver Jews

This concludes Day 1 of the Pitchfork Music Festival. A day filled with excitement, anticipation, sweat, and satisfaction. The train ride home was blissful letting Simmy and I rest our feet and just chill with each other for 40 minutes. When I got home, I emptied out all the free buttons and stickers and compilation cds, took a shower, and passed out on my bed, awaiting what was to be a just as amazing, Day 2.

boy of summer.

The last three weeks of summer will be more eventful/entertaining/amazing than the past 2 months combined. An outline of my next three weeks:

This weekend, July 29th & 30th: Pitchfork Music Festival. Ahhhhh, so excited! Two days, forty-one bands! My dream has come true. 8D

Tuesday, August 1st: Date with Sassy Maxy. Yay!!!! He's leaving for college 8(. I will terribly miss that kid.

Thursday, August 3rd: NO MORE FREAKING ECC CLASSES! YEA!!!! Also, I'm leaving for the East Coast that day. Woooot! People who want little gifts should be nice and call me. Heeheeee.

Monday, August 14th: I will be back from the East.

Wednesday, August 16th: So this isn't a very fun day. This is the day my wisdom teeth get pulled. Ouchies. People should express their deep concern by calling me and leaving happy comments! 8)

We have once again rescheduled. It is now due for winter break. Aghface.

Saturday, August 19th: IMSA Move-In Day!!!! YAY!!! I miss the place...a lot. Can't wait to see all the old and new people! We should have some getting back party. 8)


Hope the next three weeks of everyone else's summer is also full of great things. This is the time to make the most of summer.



Currently Listening:
Rock and Roll Starbucks
Lose Weight Look Great
Win a Date With Galactic Heartthrob

air pollution.

so today was not my wisdom teeth operation as it should have been. today was just normal day, like every wednesday of this summer. College Algebra at ECC, no Trigonometry. get home at 10:30. eat lunch and waste time.

the surgeon had an all important emergency surgery he had to perform today. yes, how sad.

the surgery is now august 16th. yes. 3 days before move-in day. what a great impression that will make on the new sophomores. "allo ew sophoorefth. y namne isth o." that'll charm them i'm sure.

the macbeth's didn't work out. so i continued shoe hunting. finally, settled on these:

Wallah

if these don't work out, i give up and will surrender myself to a life of cliche clothes and garage sale shoes.



Currently Listening:
Page France

new shoes.

so it kind of sucks cause i had to go with my 3rd choice: the cement/black macbeth's. my first and second choices were the green macbeth's and the brown tweed converse, but they didn't have my size in stock. oh well. they're just shoes right?

give me asian indie damnit!



Currently Listening:
Plastic People EP
Plastic People

i haven't felt this asian since 2 weeks ago.

i have discovered...

chinese indie!

yea. wtf. i didn't even think china had progressed enough to have "indie" lol. when did this happen? i never thought i'd ever like an asian band besides F.I.R. but here i am now, scrambling for asian music now. the surpising thing is that it is very good too.

china has never seemed so cool.

help me pick shoesssssss. please. ok, i have added a couple of things to my prospective shoes. so far it is 1 Green Tweed Converse, 1 Velvet Converse, and 1 Cement/Black Macbeth. changes of mind should be said.


Cement/Black Macbeth

Army Green/Gold Macbeth

Velvet Converse

Brown Tweed Converse

Green Tweed Converse



Currently Listening:
Maybe I Don't Care
张悬

i miss imsa.

orientation was really cool. new sophies are cooler than i expected. a few that deserve to be named are laura, abby, eva, rock (nick), jimmy, and seth. hoping the rest of the class of 09 is just as great. be nice to the above named.

some sophies are still so silly. oh well. they'll learn in time.

ECC is torture. i want it to be over.

July 19th marks the day my wisdom teeth are removed. call me if you wanna comfort me. 8) haha, steph and i are gonna trade teeth. weird.

so i'm looking for shoes...i've got...3 in mind i guess. i'm not particularly over excited for any of them, but each has got its cool parts and lame parts.

http://www.zappos.com/n/p/dp/9169832/c/49435.html

i like the design i guess, but i don't like the no lace look. hopefully i can somehow put laces on it still.

http://www.zappos.com/n/p/dp/9169832/c/49436.html

same with that one, just color is different. i don't know which one i like better..

http://www.zappos.com/n/p/dp/8483522/c/4769.html

this one is a little more plain and simple, however, the subtle amazingness is that it's velvet. so yea that's pretty cool.

i don't know though. opinions on the shoes, sophomores, or whatever would be nice.



Currently Listening:
Bloodsongs
Gil Mantera's Party Dream

spaceships.

so i'm still driving. still alive. not dead yet.

i'm going to pitchfork!! who wants to come with me?

www.pitchforkmusicfestival.com

i wanna go shopping.

The Devil Wears Prada - Sunday, Loews Theatre, with Sharon. 8)


let's talk about spaceships
or anything
except you and me
ok?
ok.



Currently Listening:
Let's Talk About Spaceships
Numbers & Mumbles
Say Hi To Your Mom

driving

so i'm driving.

it's really fun.

but not with dad. he yells at me. makes me quite nervous and scared.

don't drive with hot-tempered parents.



Currently Listening:
Emblems
Matt Pond PA

drat

no more 4.0 =[

but i do have a pretty good schedule for next year. tell me if you have any classes and/or breaks with me!

Fall

A/C
7:30 MI3 (subject to change, hoping to skip to MI4) - Pandya
8:45 Break
9:35 German II - Michalak
10:50 Symphony Orchestra - Porter
11:35 Midday
12:10 Literary Explorations II - Cain
1:25 Break
2:15 Topics in World Studies - Dehaven
3:25 End of Classes

B/D
7:30 MI3 (subject to change, hoping to skip to MI4) - Pandya
8:20 Discrete Mathematics - Porzio
9:35 German II - Michalak
10:25 Break
10:50 Symphony Orchestra - Porter
11:35 Midday
12:10 Break
12:35 Advanced Chemistry: Matter & Molecules - Wallmuth
2:15 Advanced Physics: Motion & Forces - New Teacher
3:50 End of Classes


Spring

A/C
7:30 Break
9:35 German II - Michalak
10:45 Symphony Orchestra - Porter
11:35 Midday
12:10 Literary Explorations II - Cain
1:25 MI4 (subject to change, hoping to be BCI) - Stalmack
2:15 Topics in World Studies - Dehaven
3:25 End of Classes

B/D
7:30 Break
7:55 Advanced Physics: Waves & Fields - Lawrence
9:35 German II - Michalak
10:20 Break
10:50 Symphony Orchestra - Porter
11:35 Midday
12:10 Break
1:00 MI4 (subject to change, hoping to be BCI) - Stalmack
2:15 Advanced Chemistry: Reactions & Qualitative Analysis
3:55 End of Classes

normalcy?

looks like things are sinking back into rhythm.

that's not good.

i'm comfortably confused

when i want to be afraid.

pedophile

yea. pedophilia. so what?

shedd aquarium, buckingham fountain, etc.

so finally got the pics uploaded from that chicago trip i took last week. here's to a long post.


outside the aquarium.


love this camera. fish!


sweet pic of turtle.


ugly fish.


seadragons!! so colorful =]


group for them.


pelican fish.


ok, so stingrays are freaking hard to catch a pic of. this took me like...at least 30 tries. and it's still not so great. *shrugs*

the next three pics are probably my favorite. same pic. three different perspectives.


looking from the outside.


looking through too hard.


looking inside. seeing something beautiful. =]

jeez i love those shots. ok, so back to random pics.


the cliche skyscraper shot.


alice and i, and our respective minis. hehee =D


the photograph of the photographer.


the path of serenity. perfection has never come so close.


outside.


they are so cute!


heeheeee


alice!


family.


cuties.


wheee.


whoosh.


i'm not sure who took this pic...not me. maybe parents, but i really like it. one of my faves.


and that concludes this extremely long picture post. XP hope you enjoyed a couple pictures. i'll leave you with this.





Currently Listening:
Yes, Virginia
The Dresden Dolls

official

sophomore year is officially over and i've found my senior quote.


"To tight pants and being awesome."

- Aaron James Ottinger

summer

so it's finally over. 9 months. all behind us. 9 months of work. of math. of science. of kadel. of literature. 9 months of no sleep. bad food. drama. and love. all behind us. these 9 months mark a beginning for 18 more. the next three months will be somewhat depressing to me. i will miss the all day everyday theme of IMSA. you work all day everyday. you see the same people all day everyday. drama goes on all day everyday. honestly, this was a dissapointing year. especially the end. next year, i vow not to care. to go back 9 months ago, and have the mindset i had back them. screw crowds, groups, and stereotypes. it's all gonna be different next year. maybe it'll have the happy ending i hope for.

hope everyone did well on finals. have a great summer, and good luck next year. it's junior year, and we're all gonna need it. i'll miss you all over summer. get fat. =]

I'M DONEEEEEEE

YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

blalalala i'm not studying for finalssssss

i spent the entire freaking day in chicago. well kind of. more like, shedd --> buckingham fountain --> michigan ave.

pics up soon. parents forgot camera in friend's car.

dang. i'm so screwed.

but i did find The Dreamers for 8 bucks. =DDDDDDD



Currently Watching:
The Dreamers
Bernardo Bertolucci

there went the world

safe sex
the diaphragm
lacking of your self-control

diary
the top drawer
your mother wished she'd never seen
"i just wanted to be loved," she said,
"it's something that i never had."

call him
at 3 am
wishing to be reassured
he'd love to
of course he would
anything to get you in bed

"goodnight," she said,
"i'm going to start a revolution
and you can be the start of it."
it's in my head

footprints
and fallen leaves
these are the kind of things lovers think of
backseats and motels
these are the places that they've been
you want none
of these things
these are the kind of things that make us weak

"goodnight," she said,
"i'm going to start a revolution
and you can be the start of it."
it's in my head
"goodnight," she said,
"i'm going to start a revolution
and you will be the start of it."
it's in my head

tonight we'll
think twice
the awful scented nights
there went the world
it's just one girl
there went the world
it's just one girl
it's just one girl
there went the world
it's just one girl
it's just one girl
it's just one girl

it's just one girl..

i see how it is

i'm the back-up. the second rate mold.



Currently Listening:
Compromises
Number One Fan
Sorry

this is the part

where we all must say goodbye. the same people that we see everyday at least 3 or 4 times a day, we will not see for 3 months. a few of them...we may not see again forever. please sign my yearbook. because to me, a yearbook is more than a book of pictures. it is a catalyst. it is a catalyst for millions of memories. i've only gotten 3 signatures thus far...but even so. reading just those 3 have made me happier and sadder beyond relief. please let me sign your yearbook too. i have a lot to say. it's just 8 more days until everyone is gone. please don't leave, without saying goodbye.

if we hold on to each other
life will be so sweet
if we hold on to each other
life will be complete



Currently Listening:
Murmurs
Caroline

blah

so i guess there just wasn't that click. dang. i really wanted to feel that click. and i guess that's what's making me feel sad. kind of stupid. but i wanted that click. oh well. maybe we'll break down the social barriers and be good friends.



Currently Listening:
Murmurs
Caroline

it's friday, i'm in love

it's funny. how with 2 weeks left of school, one can make a new friend. and lose so many more. i guess it makes me kind of excited. knowing things aren't set yet. but losing people might just hurt more than i thought it could.

don't say what you mean
i'm not ready for that
all the things sounded so appropriate
at the time
say what you mean
i'm not ready for that
no, not yet




Currently Listening:
Compromises
Number One Fan
Sorry

beautiful

so i hung out with the refugees today. they were a really fun bunch. they were so active, happy, loud. hanging out with them must have been one of the funnest and most rewarding times i've had this year. it makes me happy to know that imsa is helping these kids out. volleyball was amazing. some of the kids could really hit too! even a mom joined in. smiles were all on, laughter rang after every hit, every slip, and every crash. it was just beautiful. yea. beautiful.

let the college whoring begin!

i am now the official Drama Club Secretary for the 2006-2007 school year. =D i will be mass e-mailing you soon. heheeheheeee

also, i, along with brandon, are now going to be co-chairing with steph for the 2006-2007 Badminton Club. should be awesome! look for more open gyms. much more. for now we have 3 people planning!!! woooot!!! =]

monday, you can fall apart

happy birthday jeff!! ^__^V

anger. frustration. screams. shouts. curses. words they don't mean. noise. tears. love.

it's times like these, that silence means everything, and no one is to know about this.


why did this have to happen. right before mother's day?

they see me rollin' they hatin' patrollin' they tryin' catch me ridin' dirrrtayyyy

anyone wanna eat a pint of haagen dazs strawberry shortcake ice cream for me?

let's make some amends. old friends. don't lose sight. let's stick it 'til the end.

today was rather enjoyable i guess.

here goes the steps to "Bo's Method of Writing a Kadel Research Paper":

write until 2:30 am. sleep for three hours. wake up at 5:30 am and shower, brush, get dressed, etc. so by 6:00 am when IRN turns on again, you'll be ready to work again. Work on paper until 7:25. race off to class. doze off in the first class. slack off in the 2nd. You plan to skip Orchestra to work, however, the 3rd class will be pseudo cancelled. you will walk into class. your teacher will talk for about 10 minutes, and let you go. Give a joyous whoop! and race back to your room to continue on that paper. finish the content part at 10:45. decide you don't need to skip orchestra after all, and attend. partly because cause you have a small sense of curiosity about something. orchestra will end 15 minutes early. eat lunch quickly, obtain a yearbook. read yearbook on the way back to your room. spend another 15 or so minutes reading and not working on your paper. then suddenly shut the book and scamper to work. it is bibliography time. work tediously on the bibliography. finish at around 1:00pm. class starts at 1:25. decide to check over paper, and footnotes. begin check and corrections. halfway through checking and correcting the time is 1:25. say and think, "fuck it" and press the print button. wait 5 minutes for the pages to print. in these 5 minutes, you will put on contacts for you will have a baseball away game later in the evening. at promptly 1:30 you will run off to class. breathing hard, you enter at 1:32 and hurriedly turn in your paper. you proceed to do some acting and pretend that your printer cartridge had problems. Kadel will pardon you, and the rest of class will be blow-off. =]

i should be on ESPN. over the shoulder diving catch landing on top of ryan wang. yea. the asian two. we rock.


you're cold, maybe you just missed the sun
you fall, feeling like it's just begun
so far, keeping it together's been enough
look up, rain is falling, looks like love.



Currently Listening:
Heart
Stars

lost

i'm losing everything.

i'm losing my motivation.
i'm losing my composure.
i'm losing my patience.
i'm losing my talent.
i'm losing my friendships.
i'm losing my love.
i'm losing my position.
i'm losing my rank.
i'm losing my sanity.
i'm losing my charm.
i'm losing my posture.
i'm losing my passion.
i'm losing my grades.

i'm losing my self.


i miss tie scores.
i miss the balance.
i miss my friends.
i miss my talent.


maybe this losing streak will end soon. maybe i'll come to an end soon. maybe this time, i finally lost.



Currently Listening:
Heart
Stars

war --> music <-- politics (bush)

spending am stud. sitting at the math study area computers with sharon. her dutifully working on her paper. me, browsing the net. adding links to my sidebar. her trying to be unique on my sidebar and trying to be green, and bold, and change her link text. me refusing to change her text. green didn't work. but she's bolded. me convincing her to put "bo is awesome. i am graced by his presence" on her xanga. her actually putting that along with a couple other nice things. me making her listen to ben lee. her listening to ben lee and liking it. convo about our "bands" which are more of solo projects. her and her corny pop. me and my fluid indie. her smacking me repeatedly with books. i threaten to smack her with my almighty history book. she runs from her chair. trips over her backpack. we laugh hysterically. she repeatedly smacks me again. she returns to dutifully working on her paper. i write this blog post. she leaves for chem. i finish this post.

best time i've had in the past 3 weeks.



Currently Listening:
Awake Is The New Sleep
Ben Lee

Currently Reading:
The Broker
John Grisham

break above

i wish. i wish that the extended which occurred two weeks after spring break. i wish that extended was now. now is when i need it.

don't look down. there's too much sky above. up is where the color is. the beauty. the life. look up. down is tan. grey. black. white. up is where the magic is. just look up. don't stare down. the sky is up. up is where the light is. up. up is where the love is. love. up is where the love is.

one acts: 7:30 AcPit today tomorrow saturday

there's no rhyme and
there's no reason
you're the secret in the back of my skull
there's no logic
so please believe me
that love's confusing but it never gets dull



Currently Listening:
Awake Is The New Sleep
Ben Lee
Ache For You

Currently Reading:
The Broker
John Grisham

ugh.

blahh. why can't i do two things well at once? baseball-wise that is. played Hinckley Big Rock today. pitching...i sucked. just plain bad. ump sucked too. i wanted to punch him in the face. i gave up like 2035973205 runs in the 2 innings i pitched. ugh. but...i did do very good batting-wise. went 3-4. 1 triple, 2 singles, and a strikeout. i struck out cause i was all frustrated and stuff. but whatever. *sigh* hope i find the strikezone on saturday. and i hope the ump isn't a douchebag.

go see One Acts.

Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. all at 7:30 in the AcPit. please go see. pretty please with a strawberry on top. support the IMSA drama club. =]



Currently Listening:
Awake Is The New Sleep
Ben Lee

britpop and a day of silence.

so i finally decided to get the arctic monkeys cd and see what all this hype is about. honestly, i don't get it. i just don't understand why so many people are in love with this band. i mean, i'm not saying they're bad. i think they're good and all...but not that good. whatever. least their cd title makes sense. "What People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not" People say they are amazing, but really they are just overrated. blackwire stays my favorite britpop band.

in other news. today is the day of silence. you won't be hearing from me. until the lock-in that is! whooo! heh.


::edit::

so day of silence is officially over. i think i did pretty well. i slipped a couple times during the school hours and a few times during baseball practice. the lock-in wasn't too bad. i sang to RENT, played pool with Jon, and sucked at some DDR. XP it was a cool day.

i acknowledge the fact that other people have different opinions about gay/lesbian rights. i understand that some oppose them, but i don't call them out and dismiss them. it's sad when someone can't accept another's opinion. please, be open. understand that everyone believes in something different. you can have your own opinions, but don't just dismiss other's. respect. that's all.



Currently Listening:
What People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not
Arctic Monkeys

another...what?

game vs. Sycamore today. we lost 12-6. but they were a good team. and we played well.

i on the other hand, did not have my best game. but i didn't suck either. went 0-3 with 2 walks and 2 strikeouts. a couple stolen bases. a bad decision on the basepaths, couple good plays at 2nd and short. least my arm feels good.

next game: away at Hinckely Springs.

i love how we play well against good teams, but suck against teams like Seneca. who suck ass.



Currently Listening:
RENT Soundtrack
Rent
Glory

hello, how are you?

yeap. guess i finally made one of these. i've been thinking about it for the past month, and finally got unlazy enough to do so. heh.

so i dunno. maybe all my posts will be here from now on. or maybe i'll stay with xanga. we'll see.