Friday, March 27, 2009

How to Handle a Woman

Mark me well, I will tell you, sir:
The way to handle a woman is to love her.
- Camelot

That's been stuck in my head for two days.
Cute song.

These past few days have been simply amazing.
The dance concert is oooveerrrr. I'm kinda sad... yet relieved.
Now I have to focus on the ASL Talent Show...
Because, seriously, all I've been thinking about this week was dance dance dance...
and you.

Ehgahd. April, we need to practice practice practice practice.

Tyler cooked fish and tofu and rice for me.
I made shrimp alfredo for Leo.

Anyways... Here's something fun to look at.
THIS

PLUS THIS EQUALS THIS




Dang. I love KPOP.
[PS]
3x9=27

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

I Hate Bboys [Named Tyler]

JUST KIDDING.
Tyler's finger went in my eye socket today when we got excited about SNSD...
It bled.
My eye, not his finger.
I'm okay though. I'm just afraid it'll get infected or something.
Pray for me. Please.

I stayed at school for foreeeveeerr today. Ehgahd.
All 'cause of tech. And practice and practice.
Please practice and don't forget your clothes!
Don't forget everything we went over today either.

Ooooooh maaan.
"Sorry it took me so long."

:D

I eat too much. Christian Ian called me a fatty. :]
I'm never going to eat two tupperwares of rice and pasta and six bucks worth of frozen yogurt ever again.
Ever. Slap me if I do.
I'm going to fast tomorrow.
Maybe.

BAHA. Seth wants me to add him.

Overall, good day.

Monday, March 23, 2009

You change(d/s) a lot.

What do you want me to say?!

For some reason, I had the weirdest feeling today.
It's like I was nervous.
There were plenty of things to be nervous about.
The quiz in English, presenting in History, Tech.
Seeing you.
But I really wasn't nervous. I don't know... some weird feeling.
Can't describe it. A lot of people asked me what was wrong.
I don't know.

I watched the video of our dance that Tim recorded...
We have a lot to work on. Seriously.
Good job, but we have a LOT to work on.

I'm gonna bring money for food tomorrow after Tech.
Maybe some frozen yogurt. Mmm.
Or a smoothie. Or... yeah. Something cold.

I had a nice conversation with Jakob when I got home.
First one in a long time.
He was waiting for his brother to call him and tell him to pick him up from school.
So we just sat and talked out on my driveway.
My dad came home and Jakob freaked out.
Thought my dad would pull out a gun or something.
My parents were pretty chill about it though.
We talked about the current events of our lives.
He asked me to pick one: Singing or Dancing.
I won't tell you which one I picked.
He asked me about my love life... and then he gave me advice about my "love life."
And he said all guys are creeps.
I told him about my issue with Justin.
He said all guys are creeps again.
He gave me the been there, done that, that's how I'm feeling thing.
He told me about how he's tired of his friends and maybe just high school in general.
He told me about his band and how the majority of Murrieta is musically talentless.
Anyways... great conversation with Jakob.
With a K.

[Tyer just called me. He found out that my favorite song is "On & On." Good job, Tyer! You win. Then he said he has a surprise for me tomorrow. Another thing to look forward to.]

Anyways... I just finished my vocab.
Two random words: reticent and vociferous.
Look them up.

I'm gonna go shower now.
I'll thinking about about cooking food and brown bagging tomorrow.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

They're both weird.

So I finally uploaded those videos!
Are you proud of me?
I still haven't finished driver's ed!
Are you not proud of me anymore?

I talked to Michael on the phone for five hours yesterday into this morning.
I'm nocturnal, so it's okay. I didn't even fall asleep during church today.
We watched an episode of Absolute Boyfriend.
Night does the cutest things! Baha.
There's some good looking hair in there.
And some really good looking food.

I went to Jennifer's house yesterday, with my brother.
We "perfected" our "surprise." Ehgahd.
I'm nervous.

I have homework to finish.
And laundry to fold.