excerpts from a myspace survey.

i don't want to, uh, toot my own horn, but i'm just so funny sometimes. ha ha ha! j/k.


"52. What was the stupidest thing you've done? i tried licking my elbow <-- HAHA OMG me too<-- probably me too. Haha. <-- OH MAN IT'S A CHAIN OF ARROWS! muahaha."


btw, if licking your elbow is the stupidest thing you've EVER done.....go deface public property or something. XD

graduation invites uncomfortable yet necessary thoughts about the future.

goodbye seniors. it was fun. thanks. i didn't even get to hug most of you. i didn't get to see Deidre, Sallancy, or Christine get their fishies - that we all helped pay for, btw. nevertheless, i'm happy for them. i hope all of you guys win at life.

oh, and i successfully passed the Sophomore Symphony Note to Mr. Oscar. i love Oscar. he's hilarious. and adorable. :D

on another note, depature of the seniors raises inevitable questions concerning the future our little band. new drum major, new section leaders, etc. so, who's going to step it up next year? who's going to be recognized as a crucial part of this organization...and deserve it? who's actually going to work for something - perhaps the only thing - that's worth the effort in their sad little conformist lives?

i am. the end. call me an ambitious attention whore, but i hate being overlooked by those i admire. it's a tragic flaw, lol.

"it's only hubris if i fail." <---my life motto, forever. Rome has the best quotes.
btw, i'd rather be a Julius Caesar than a Brutus any day. why am i always talking about Julius Caesar on this blog?

last Friday of the year. :DDDDD

English: rapid fire review. it was hella fun, i love this. haha. i hope i'm winning. XD got an A on my binder! muahahaha.

Yazz: did Pomp, the most boring song that ever exsisted. bleck. i'll be glad when i'm a senior and won't have to play it anymore.

Humanities: said goodbye to our stupid Arts and Ideas book. discussed with Rhea, Jeycy, and Munir about Munir's talk show hosting career in the future.

so, like, you know how the company that produces Oprah's show is called Harpo Productions? well, Harpo is Oprah backward, and we tried to follow the same pattern with Munir. his last name's Karajah, so that would be Hajarak. and Munir said that 'hajah' means 'rock,' and 'rak' from Hajarak sounds like 'rock,' so his future company is going to be called Rock Squared. HAHA.

Math: got out of class so the band could play for the office lady who's retiring. muahaha, again.

Science: presented the skeletal project system. Elaine's 'model' was the best thing EVER, she officially wins the Trooper Award, because she's a trooper. Ms. Marte gave us a 98 on our presentation, though, because we didn't memorize it. MAAAN, Ms. Marte! we hella got those 'types of joints' questions right, and that wasn't even on our powerpoint. ah, whatever.

Filipino: took the final. bleck.

then came the Link Crew meeting. while everyone was playing games, me and Mariella were stressing about how to get our Hill binders, and i was stressing over how to get all my band crap out of the band room. but it all turned out well.

tomorrow is Pista. i'm gonna go and play this new online RPG thing i found called Fly For Fun. (fly for fun my ass, though, you don't get to fly until you're like level 20! ><) if you play it....i dunno, find me or something. character name = spockity. server = Clockworks 1-8, or something like that.

i hate wood, guillotines, A Tale of Two Cities, and Charles Dickens - [The Making of 'Steven.']

i spent this weekend making a guillotine. in my spare time, i watched Star Trek reruns.

WHAT A LOSER. I AM A LOSER. DX

[btw, the guillotine was for Ms. Hill's class; it's not like i do this for fun, okay? ...except for the Star Trek part. dunno what that's about.]
whatever, my guillotine works, so i'm happy. THANK YOU STEVEN! couldn't have done this without you, hahahaha.

i'm so tired. i'll edit this blog tomorrow when i have pictures. oh, and it's Pentecost Sunday, so happy birthday Christianity. sure, you've made some silly decisions over the years, but who hasn't?

Beam me up, Scotty. Beam me up.

from L to R: Russian guy, Danilo, SCOTTTT!, 'Orson' (i swear, hella people look like him), Asian guy, and Uhura. i hella don't know her first name. XD

there were a million possible titles for this blog, but Scott's my favorite character so i'll use one that refers to him.

WE WATCHED STAR TREK TODAY. i think i am now officially a Trekkie (as if i wasn't nerdy enough, damn). it was beautiful. made friends with Kirk, Spock, Aurora or whatever her name is, Pike, Nero, and SCOTTTTT! hella dope sci-fi movie, me Rhea and Munir were hella excited the whole time. we kept going, "This movie is BRILLIANT!" i thought i wasn't going to like it because it was gonna be too confusing, or because, well, it was freaking Star Trek, but, ha! how very wrong i was.

points of interest:

-you could probably subtitle the movie "The Adventures of Danilo and Hung." i swear, Danilo and Hung remind me SO MUCH of Kirk and Spock, it's not even funny. (i don't mean this offensively, if either of you ever read this.) first off, Danilo and Kirk are both totally exuberant, outgoing fellers who like slapping others on the back, while Hung and Spock are rather stoic, intellectual Kirk-foils who purposely use big words in their sentences. XD

-so i'm gonna go to school Tuesday and make Hung-Spock do the 'live long and prosper' thing again. I GET IT NOW! i always thought it was something dorky Trekkies do, but when they did it in the movie, it was so poignant and touching. i'm gonna start doing that to people. it's beautiful.

-i like Scott and his Scottish accent, and his 'beaming.' there was this one part where Kirk and Spock have been beamed up to the ship after rescuing a hostage, and while everyone was congratulating them, Scott's all like, "HEY! What about me?! I've never beamed three people at once before! THAT WAS BRILLIANT!!!" brilliant indeed, Scotty. brilliant indeed.

-the Russian pilot kid was hella cute - not the cute guy cute, but the 'aww how precious' cute. i don't even know his name. he's just 'the Russian guy.' on a side note, Zachary Quinto IS cute guy cute.......when he's not Spock, that is.

-there were hella Asians in the movie. dope. and Harold from Harold and Kumar was there too. HAHAHAHA.

-and, this is for Munir: Spock + Uhura is WAY cuter than Kirk + Uhura. but i'm kinda wondering how Spock ever asked her out (they're like together in the movie), because he isn't supposed to have feelings. i guess Kligons or however you spell them just have to be emotionally constipated. XD [edit: oh, fuck. Spock's a Vulcan, not a Klignon. well, that shows how much i know about Star Trek...]

that's all for now. live long and prosper, guys.

Et tu, Brute?

today Sicoro presented his MM project about blood, and i realized that everyone doing blood has that one scene from Rome when Caesar's getting stabbed. dude, lemme tell you something. i like seriously cried the first time i saw that scene on TV. and i NEVER cry when watching ANYTHING, so you know it must have been sad. ROME = DOPEST TV SHOW EVER. everyone on this show is a freaking beast. seriously.

beasty, i tell you. beasty.


i like the part when Casca or whoever tries stabbing Caesar, and Caesar blocks the knife by grabbing it by the blade end. that, for one, is hella beasty. why'd he have to die? he was my favorite character. stupid history.

people wonder, though, why that scene doesn't end with him saying 'Et tu, Brute' like he does in Shakespeare. well, i figured that chilling, dramatic last words are usually made up by later historians/writers to make the people they're writing about look hella sick. in other words: Shakeyspeare probably pulled it out of his ass.

in truth, i think it was more likely that Caesar's last words were 'FUCK YOU, BITCH, YOU AIN'T MY FRIEND NO MO' or something similar. haha. i probably would have put that on my powerpoint if profanity wasn't prohibited in class.

Caesar, right before his death.

enough of that. yeah, i presented my MM project too, and people thought it was funny.
you know, according to Ms. Hill, we aren't supposed to say 'anyways' because it's not proper Engrish. it's supposed to be 'anyway' if we're just referring to one 'way.' wtf. anyway? NO, Ms. Hill. just...no.

she thought i was an eloquent speaker. i'm not sure if that's the word. i just talk a lot. i'm not sure if i want compliments from Ms. Hill anyway(s).

Bree + Karl = BRARL.

will explain more about the title later.

English: watched multimedia presentations. FINALLY got my symbol essay back. it took her three weeks to tell me to put the page number after i cite something. she chatises us for getting behind on our multimedia presentations. Ms. Hill, whose fault is that? you're the one talking about reference lists for the whole damn period. sheesh. AND we got her next year too. great.

Yazz: played Black Orpheus. i actually kinda got it. my sax's tone sounds great, i don't know what's wrong with it. too bad i might not even be in jazz band next year because of Ms. Hill and those auditions Smith was talking about. whatever, i'm gonna audition anyways. XD

Humanities: Garrison's speech pissed me off to no end. i hate how he assumes that we're all stupid and stuff. thinks we can't write. i should show him my Hill essay. one day, i'm gonna grow up and get a job, then come back to Garrison's class and be like, "Hey! I make more money than you now, sucka!" it was funny because here Garrison is, talking about being mature and stuff, and Nikko's off to the side drawing a giant penis on his laptop. nice Nikko. >.>

Math: man, nothing ever blog-worthy happens here. bye bye.

Science: we had a black man as the sub. he was very nice because he didn't do anything. :D
Samantha (SD) made fun of people, like how Mariko's nostrils flare up when she laughs. stuff like that. i did my work. ha! it was great.

Filipino: Manansala got mad at the same people again; tried to teach us stuff. pretty much what happens every day. i just realized that i have like NO agendas or praktis-es for this whole quarter. whatever, i'll make up for it with all my Terrific stamps. it's hella funny because sometimes he'll assign 400 word Journals that will be worth two stamps, then turn around and assign a hella easy conjugation worksheet for five stamps. what the flipping fuck, Manansala. what the flipping fuck.

Desperate Housewives: hella forgot that the season finale was for two hours! i was so happy. HAHAHA. here's what happened:
Carlos and Gaby take in some slutty teenager with no home,
Orson busts Bree for stealing his crap and blackmails her into not divorcing him,
Lynette is pregnant (with twins AGAIN. STOP HAVING BABIES!), and wishes she had cancer instead,
Tom wants to go back to college and study Chinese (wtf),
Dave plans to kill MJ on the fishing trip, but fails and ends up in a crazy people hospital,
Mike marries someone, but we don't get to know who until next season (i think it's that damn idiot Susan again), but the most important part was....

BREE AND KARL! randomnest couple EVER. but i like the idea. Karl should totally get one of his Mafia friends on Orson the Fruitcake, or, better yet, beat him up himself. i hate Orson. HAHA. hella looking forward to where this storyline's gonna go. HILARIOUS.