Feed Rosam~~!!

it's off.

MTV, what the fuck? For the first time in ages you've got a bit of class on your channel, and it's gone after two seasons? I was going to resume watching after I move. When it's going to be, you know, cable and not show at noon on weekdays on account of satellite. Americans can't handle the sassy British wit. :/

Yeah, it's OFF with Alexa Chung

I just created a Lyricwiki song article. Aren't you proud of me? I'll give you $1 if you can find it.


P.S: Should be extremely obvious. With a bit of brains. Follow the sounds of your music..


Think a summer month soundtrack. Hurry!

....and the obligatory Thanksgiving post.



I'm thankful for the turkeys. That they were there and the pilgrims ate them and hung out with Indians and survived to one day form the US of A.

I'm thankful for Thanksgiving holiday, and to whomever decided that there would be 5 days of no school.

I'm thankful for affluence. For a house. A toilet that flushes.
Drainage and sewer system. A toilet plunger.

I'm thankful to LJ, for giving me a place to rant and bitch as much as I want.
For example:
Someone in Spanish class said they're thankful for Collegeboard. No, Collegeboard. You're an asshole. I'm not thankful to you.

I'm thankful to my computer. My cell phone. My Powershot SD 1200.

I'm thankful to my family and friends.

I'm thankful for music. To whomever it was that decided that the noises a bird made was beautiful. And threw back their head and lifted their voice so that it intermingled with the sound of birds and merged harmoniously with nature. And called it a song.
Thankful that the silly monkeys who prance around in clothes are rediscovering what they've lost.

I'm thankful for cute guys, like Jonathan Rhys Meyers and Ming Dao and Josh Duhamel and Ryan Reynolds. No reason given. None needed.

I'm thankful for Silver, whose placid presence is a reassuring certainty amidst the turmoils of high school life.

Thankful that I'm sitting here, full of overbrimming gratitude for all that life has to offer.

Finishing transcendental high school is lifting this heavyweight off my shoulders. I suddenly feel all chillaxed. No more 2.5 hours of sleep in 48 hours YES. (pimples go away plx?)

Now that I'm project free for the first time in a month, I feel like I could actually have a proper weekend. And next week is Thanksgiving!

<3

I can't believe I've only LJed 5 times in October. November's halfway over and not a single entry on my calendar. Whatever happened to consistency? It's been so hard to organize my thoughts lately.

I'm in this awfully egoistical stage of my life where I think every person I know (or don't) wants to hear my very interesting anecdotes of daily school life. I spend half the time bitching about my teachers and the other half of the time not doing homework. Then I think of ways to bug the hell out of people.

Asian people have bad taste.


In other news, my English grade's raised 7% since the last six weeks progress report. At this rate, I just might have an A by the end of the semester. I would have been mighty content with that six weeks ago, when I had five perfectly lovely A's. Now I have two, so it makes no difference anyhow.


Love life.



predict the day you wanted to get away
a second chance is calling for you
predict the day you wanted to get away
no second chance is calling for you

Europe got their daylight savings today, but we have to wait till next week? Awwww that's crap. I could do with an extra hour. The sore throat disappeared. Now it's more like allergies. My nose is runny and my eyes are teary. I could barely keep my eyes open all day. Staring at the computer is particularly painful, it's so bright. It's taken me seven hours to write 10 word definitions, half a chart, and two stats problems. I spent the rest of the time tilting my head back to count the webs on the ceiling. Or blowing my nose raw on tissue.


As if my life wasn't horrible enough, I forgot to bring my Matrix folder home and can't do half of my math homework. Math is first period. I also don't remember how many sig figs I need to round to for APES, which equals completely screwed as my teacher is completely anal about consistent lab data.


I think I should invest in a Neti pot for the future. Pouring saline up your nose is starting to sound like a good idea.

Fuuuuuuuu-

I left home at 7:15 a.m. and got home at around 11:25 p.m. today, whatever happened to catching up on all the homework I haven't been doing? (I have to do my outlines, ID's, envrnmtl sci vocab, Spanish 'project', study for APES and APUSH and English, and write a story based on Candide. All tomorrow. And I didn't start a single one of these assignments..)

I always felt somewhat uneasy about Diamond Plaza. I mean, Yes Plaza, Hong Kong Supermarket, SF Supermarket, 99 Ranch, H-Mart, etc etc had always seemed harmless enough. But there was always something... I dunno, different about Diamond Plaza?

Went into Cue at around 9:30. I don't know if anyone noticed, but by 10 the scantily-clad Asian hotties with dramatic eyeliner started coming in. It didn't bother me that much then. So Cynthia's dad led the last of us to leave Cue at around 11:10 (ridiculous, considering we took like NO pictures ]:).

There was a group of some 6-7 suspicious looking guys outside Cue. The type you'd avoid if you saw them coming a mile away. People whose names spell "trouble". (and possibly "gangs" and "pot" and "I'd tap that", among other things). Cynthia's dad walked out of the store first, followed by Cynthia and her friend. I straggled a couple feet behind them, because I was struggling to secure the camera in my neck pouch.

When I walked by the group of shady guys there was, to my horror, a deliberate tap on my shoulder. The kind that says, "Hey, you... turn around..." and sends chills down your spine..

My natural response is to ask what's up, but in the split second I imagined that if I'd turned around, the guy'd ask me something along the lines of, "Want some meth?"

Later it ocurred to me that I was probably overthinking things, that the guy may have simply wanted to ask, "Do you have change for $20?"

But I didn't speculate, didn't take any chances. And pretending I didn't feel the tap, I HURRIED THE HELL OUTTA THERE.

Scary! Kiddies, don't go to Diamond Plaza at night. Not past 10, at any rate. Just don't.

Asian night life in the U.S.? Yeah, not as friendly as the stalls of Taiwanese night markets. :|