Monday, June 16, 2008
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Feeling rather anti-social.
I don't think of myself as an anti-social person. On the contrary, I enjoy the company of my family and friends. However, my actions might indicate otherwise. For example, it's currently Thanksgiving Break - a wonderful week-long respite from the demands of school. How many times have I seen my friends? Well, I saw some of them on Sunday... because I went to church. Otherwise, I've been holed up at home, doing Calculus homework and reading "Ender's Shadow".
What happened to the "me" that enjoys dressing nicely, going to Starbucks, and having crazy sleepovers involving Martinelli's and karaoke?!
I have come to the conclusion that extended breaks from routine cause me to exhibit my worst personality tendencies. In other words, I get really, really lazy and even more nerdy than usual. >.< Oy.
What could possibly cure my inability to do anything productive? Perhaps I need some sort of pocket fairy who can whip me into shape. Or I could just try to develop good time-management habits. Hm. I think the fairy sounds a little more likely.
What happened to the "me" that enjoys dressing nicely, going to Starbucks, and having crazy sleepovers involving Martinelli's and karaoke?!
I have come to the conclusion that extended breaks from routine cause me to exhibit my worst personality tendencies. In other words, I get really, really lazy and even more nerdy than usual. >.< Oy.
What could possibly cure my inability to do anything productive? Perhaps I need some sort of pocket fairy who can whip me into shape. Or I could just try to develop good time-management habits. Hm. I think the fairy sounds a little more likely.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Yum!
I was craving cookies.
Laina and I checked the pantry, and there were no cookies or cookie mix, or even flour with which to make cookies from scratch. :( But we did find...
Cake mix!! YEAH.
Laina and I checked the pantry, and there were no cookies or cookie mix, or even flour with which to make cookies from scratch. :( But we did find...
Cake mix!! YEAH.
Monday, October 22, 2007
California's burning.
It's so strange and surreal. There are 500 homes burned beyond recognition. Over 250,000 people have been evacuated in San Diego County. I can see an orange glow that seems to be just beyond the hills outside my window. Those flames are a 20 minute drive away. Much too close for comfort. May have to evacuate.
This is by far the largest fire in the history of California. One would think that I would be happy about not having school, but I just have more time to think about the worst possible situations that could happen.
Pray for us.
Photograph found in this article.
This is by far the largest fire in the history of California. One would think that I would be happy about not having school, but I just have more time to think about the worst possible situations that could happen.
Pray for us.
Photograph found in this article.
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Huzzah!
This is my 100th post!!
*party horns*
*happy dance*
Hm, what to talk about in my 100th post? Well, I believe that this is an appropriate time to announce that... I am procrastinating! That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I am putting off my homework as usual. Well, perhaps I am just taking a break, since I just finished my Calculus homework. There's a quiz on Monday, so I have to understand the shortcut of finding the derivative/slope/tangent/velocity, considering that mastered the long way... almost.
Wow, it's my special 100th post and I'm talking about Calculus?! Oy. That says a lot about me.
The truth is, I haven't been up to much lately. I saw Brittany's showcase last night, discussed Disney princesses... It's strange, because that topic always comes up, and I always complain about the lack of ethnic diversity among the aforementioned princesses. For Halloween, I am going to be Jasmine, even though I'm not Middle-Eastern. Quite exciting! But what else have I done? Nothing, apart from homework! It consumes my life.
Well, that concludes this lovely post. Yay for 100!
*party horns*
*happy dance*
Hm, what to talk about in my 100th post? Well, I believe that this is an appropriate time to announce that... I am procrastinating! That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I am putting off my homework as usual. Well, perhaps I am just taking a break, since I just finished my Calculus homework. There's a quiz on Monday, so I have to understand the shortcut of finding the derivative/slope/tangent/velocity, considering that mastered the long way... almost.
Wow, it's my special 100th post and I'm talking about Calculus?! Oy. That says a lot about me.
The truth is, I haven't been up to much lately. I saw Brittany's showcase last night, discussed Disney princesses... It's strange, because that topic always comes up, and I always complain about the lack of ethnic diversity among the aforementioned princesses. For Halloween, I am going to be Jasmine, even though I'm not Middle-Eastern. Quite exciting! But what else have I done? Nothing, apart from homework! It consumes my life.
Well, that concludes this lovely post. Yay for 100!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Oh! I am slain!
That was the best line in Hamlet, uttered by the "foolish" Polonius.
Wait, what? It's September?! Why didn't anyone TELL ME?
Just kidding, I know what month it is. However, it doesn't feel like it's the month that it actually is. Sometimes I think I'm somewhere in November, and other times it is so August I can just feel the eights coming out of my pencil when I write the date under my name on my calculus homework.
Isn't Dad's birthday sometime soon? Hm, I don't know... (note my joking tone).
Yesterday was quite a wonderful day! I saw a professional production of Hamlet, which was also my first time seeing Shakespeare done by professionals. It was absolutely wonderful! I got butterflies, and I nearly cried. Not only was the set beautifully functional and the costumes gorgeous but the acting was excellent. Hamlet was played by Lucas Hall, who portrayed the character so well; his comedic timing was perfect, he wasn't too morose, and he certainly was not overly violent like some people in inaccurate movie versions of this wonderful play *cough*melgibson*cough*.
I fell in love with the play while reading it, and seeing this production has made me love it even more. No matter that the plot could be a soap opera. At least it would be an amazing soap opera with great language. In fact, C.S. Lewis wrote once how great art is that which appeals to the common person, not high, uninterpretable rubbish that not even the artist understands. So the overly-dramatic nature of Hamlet is really a testament to Shakespeare's understanding of good entertainment.
Hamlet is such a better character than, say, Romeo. I mean, even though they both managed to die by the end, at least Hamlet had real conflict and changed over time. Romeo was so... well, he claimed to fall in love with an adolescent girl based on her good looks and then killed himself because he couldn't be with her. So, if I had to choose one, I'd pick Hamlet. Even though he might tell me to get to a nunnery whenever we got into fights, and I'd have problems with my in-laws, at least he wouldn't be like Romeo who would cheat on me with every pretty girl he came across.
Wait, what? It's September?! Why didn't anyone TELL ME?
Just kidding, I know what month it is. However, it doesn't feel like it's the month that it actually is. Sometimes I think I'm somewhere in November, and other times it is so August I can just feel the eights coming out of my pencil when I write the date under my name on my calculus homework.
Isn't Dad's birthday sometime soon? Hm, I don't know... (note my joking tone).
Yesterday was quite a wonderful day! I saw a professional production of Hamlet, which was also my first time seeing Shakespeare done by professionals. It was absolutely wonderful! I got butterflies, and I nearly cried. Not only was the set beautifully functional and the costumes gorgeous but the acting was excellent. Hamlet was played by Lucas Hall, who portrayed the character so well; his comedic timing was perfect, he wasn't too morose, and he certainly was not overly violent like some people in inaccurate movie versions of this wonderful play *cough*melgibson*cough*.
I fell in love with the play while reading it, and seeing this production has made me love it even more. No matter that the plot could be a soap opera. At least it would be an amazing soap opera with great language. In fact, C.S. Lewis wrote once how great art is that which appeals to the common person, not high, uninterpretable rubbish that not even the artist understands. So the overly-dramatic nature of Hamlet is really a testament to Shakespeare's understanding of good entertainment.
Hamlet is such a better character than, say, Romeo. I mean, even though they both managed to die by the end, at least Hamlet had real conflict and changed over time. Romeo was so... well, he claimed to fall in love with an adolescent girl based on her good looks and then killed himself because he couldn't be with her. So, if I had to choose one, I'd pick Hamlet. Even though he might tell me to get to a nunnery whenever we got into fights, and I'd have problems with my in-laws, at least he wouldn't be like Romeo who would cheat on me with every pretty girl he came across.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
Music.
The piano's world encompasses glass-nerved virtuosi and stomping barrel-housers in fedoras; it is a world of pasture and storm, of perfumed smoke, of liquid mathematics.
-Kenneth Miller
Ah, yes, piano. How lovely it is to play! And my fingers barely forgot the movements. Hurrah for muscle memory! After all, I haven't played very much in the past six months. >.<
-Kenneth Miller
Ah, yes, piano. How lovely it is to play! And my fingers barely forgot the movements. Hurrah for muscle memory! After all, I haven't played very much in the past six months. >.<
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
I never knew...
Gah! I want to be a nerd fighter! I think this is one of my callings in life... you know, besides the other one.
Woe is me! Only two weeks!
First of all, I would like to apologize to my faithful reader. I haven't posted in quite a while, which is an awful thing, because I've been on Myspace almost constantly since I got back from Shasta. That leads me to question my former stance as an anti-myspacist. What am I now that I have essentially turned to the dark side? A lukewarm-not-really-anti-myspacist? I feel as if my world has turned upside down... *tear tear*
In other news, much has happened this summer! I will present events in list form, since there is simply too much to write about.
The moment school got out...
I was happy to be rid of that stifling place, but I was sad that my high school years are coming to a close.
Then there was the Road Trip, not to be confused with the First Road Trip. This one went to North Dakota via Colorado. My butt was unhappy, to say the least, but I was pretty lethargic the entire time, so it worked out. I got a lot of reading done, too.
And I visited Morgan, whom I hadn't seen in many years! Okay, so maybe three years doesn't count as "many", but 3 years out of 17 is 18 percent of my life, which is a large chunk.
I also visited family in North Dakota, "where the West begins". There was much singing, and playing of instruments, and a bit of shopping, plus competitiveness when we went go-kart racing. (My car was the best the first round!)
I also went to Girls State. That was like three weeks squished into one. A little too productive for my tastes during the summer, but what a bonding experience.
Shasta was really the highlight of my summer, though. All of the singing and swimming and general merry-making, combined with lack of sleep was almost overwhelming. And then Friday night happened, and bam! Everything changed. God does crazy stuff at camp.
So now I'm back to my schedule of doing nothing, although I have to go get my pictures developed today. I just discovered The Brothers 2.0, otherwise known as John and Hank Green. Quite funny.
In other news, much has happened this summer! I will present events in list form, since there is simply too much to write about.
The moment school got out...
I was happy to be rid of that stifling place, but I was sad that my high school years are coming to a close.
Then there was the Road Trip, not to be confused with the First Road Trip. This one went to North Dakota via Colorado. My butt was unhappy, to say the least, but I was pretty lethargic the entire time, so it worked out. I got a lot of reading done, too.
And I visited Morgan, whom I hadn't seen in many years! Okay, so maybe three years doesn't count as "many", but 3 years out of 17 is 18 percent of my life, which is a large chunk.
I also visited family in North Dakota, "where the West begins". There was much singing, and playing of instruments, and a bit of shopping, plus competitiveness when we went go-kart racing. (My car was the best the first round!)
I also went to Girls State. That was like three weeks squished into one. A little too productive for my tastes during the summer, but what a bonding experience.
Shasta was really the highlight of my summer, though. All of the singing and swimming and general merry-making, combined with lack of sleep was almost overwhelming. And then Friday night happened, and bam! Everything changed. God does crazy stuff at camp.
So now I'm back to my schedule of doing nothing, although I have to go get my pictures developed today. I just discovered The Brothers 2.0, otherwise known as John and Hank Green. Quite funny.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Friday, May 04, 2007
A story.
Not very long ago in a place not so far away, there once was a regal ruler named Queen Kelstiki. She lived in the Tiki Tower, overlooking the rolling hills of California. She was a wonderful ruler. With the loyal Ted and mischievous Ni as her principle advisors, Queen Kelstiki made sure that her subjects were well-taken care of. Queen Kelstiki had one problem that made life very difficult. She absolutely could not wake up in the morning.
Queen Kelstiki tried everything in order to get out of bed on time. She made the beep on her radio extremely loud. She tuned the radio to an annoying AM station that would go off in the morning. However, nothing she tried made her ready to face the day.
"What shall I do?" Queen Kelstiki asked Ted and Ni. Ted looked at her blankly, and Ni let out a nondescript "mrreow" and went slinking to his royal apartment. Maybe they weren't so much help after all.
One day out of pure frustration, Queen Kelstiki went out to the Fort de Faul. She talked to herself, venting her anger at her inability to be responsible in this one thing. Unbeknownst to her, there were fairies in the flower bushes surrounding the fort. Fortunately for Queen Kelstiki, these fairies were of the helpful variety, and they twittered excitedly about how they could help the distraught queen.
The next morning, Queen Kelstiki felt warm and cozy in her huge, four-poster bed. After a little while, the warm and cozy aspect turned into hot and uncomfortable. She rolled out of bed and blinked her eyes several times in an attempt to maintain consciousness. As her vision became less blurry, she realized that she was not alone in the Tiki Tower.
"Gah!" she yelled, startled by the fairy fluttering three feet from her face.
"Hi!" said the fairy cheerily. Queen Kelstiki squinted a bit and the little form in front of her.
"Princess Honeydew!" Queen Kelstiki exclaimed, excitement giving her new energy.
"Why yes, that is me," Princess Honeydew replied. She was a plump, cherubic fairy with curly, brown hair and Queen Kelstiki was so excited because Princess Honeydew was her beloved niece, the daughter of Queen Kelstiki's sister the Tinkle Fairy, whom she hadn't seen in many months.
"I come bearing gifts!" Princess Honeydew said enthusiastically. Queen Kelstiki waited expectantly. When nothing happened, Princess Honeydew cleared her throat and repeated, "I come bearing GIFTS!"
At that moment, several fairies came out of their hiding places around the room. They all did a little jig, spirit fingers and all. Then, they pointed at Princess Honeydew, who produced a beautiful box. Holding it out to Queen Kelstiki, she prompted her to open it. Queen Kelstiki leaned over from her seat on the edge of her bed and carefully lifted the lid. Bells tinkled lightly as she peered into the box. Inside on a luscious cushion was a lavender bottle of Princess perfume. Queen Kelstiki gasped with delight.
"Yay!" she squealed. Jumping out of bed, Queen Kelstiki sprayed the air with the delightful fragrance and pranced through the mist. She could have sworn that the air sparkled with the stuff. The most amazing part was that she did not even feel tired anymore.
"Auntie, this perfume is to help you wake up in the morning," Princess Honeydew explained, "My friends who live in the flowers near Fort de Faul told me all about it, and Mommy thought that my namesake perfume would be a great help."
"Thank you so much, Princess Honeydew!" Queen Kelstiki said enthusiastically.
"You're welcome!" said the little fairy princess, before giving her auntie a quick kiss and then flying out the window.
From that day on, Queen Kelstiki did not have such a difficult time waking up in the morning. All of her subjects decided to create a holiday in honor of the momentous change, and they all lived happily ever after, or at least close to it.
Queen Kelstiki tried everything in order to get out of bed on time. She made the beep on her radio extremely loud. She tuned the radio to an annoying AM station that would go off in the morning. However, nothing she tried made her ready to face the day.
"What shall I do?" Queen Kelstiki asked Ted and Ni. Ted looked at her blankly, and Ni let out a nondescript "mrreow" and went slinking to his royal apartment. Maybe they weren't so much help after all.
One day out of pure frustration, Queen Kelstiki went out to the Fort de Faul. She talked to herself, venting her anger at her inability to be responsible in this one thing. Unbeknownst to her, there were fairies in the flower bushes surrounding the fort. Fortunately for Queen Kelstiki, these fairies were of the helpful variety, and they twittered excitedly about how they could help the distraught queen.
The next morning, Queen Kelstiki felt warm and cozy in her huge, four-poster bed. After a little while, the warm and cozy aspect turned into hot and uncomfortable. She rolled out of bed and blinked her eyes several times in an attempt to maintain consciousness. As her vision became less blurry, she realized that she was not alone in the Tiki Tower.
"Gah!" she yelled, startled by the fairy fluttering three feet from her face.
"Hi!" said the fairy cheerily. Queen Kelstiki squinted a bit and the little form in front of her.
"Princess Honeydew!" Queen Kelstiki exclaimed, excitement giving her new energy.
"Why yes, that is me," Princess Honeydew replied. She was a plump, cherubic fairy with curly, brown hair and Queen Kelstiki was so excited because Princess Honeydew was her beloved niece, the daughter of Queen Kelstiki's sister the Tinkle Fairy, whom she hadn't seen in many months.
"I come bearing gifts!" Princess Honeydew said enthusiastically. Queen Kelstiki waited expectantly. When nothing happened, Princess Honeydew cleared her throat and repeated, "I come bearing GIFTS!"
At that moment, several fairies came out of their hiding places around the room. They all did a little jig, spirit fingers and all. Then, they pointed at Princess Honeydew, who produced a beautiful box. Holding it out to Queen Kelstiki, she prompted her to open it. Queen Kelstiki leaned over from her seat on the edge of her bed and carefully lifted the lid. Bells tinkled lightly as she peered into the box. Inside on a luscious cushion was a lavender bottle of Princess perfume. Queen Kelstiki gasped with delight.
"Yay!" she squealed. Jumping out of bed, Queen Kelstiki sprayed the air with the delightful fragrance and pranced through the mist. She could have sworn that the air sparkled with the stuff. The most amazing part was that she did not even feel tired anymore.
"Auntie, this perfume is to help you wake up in the morning," Princess Honeydew explained, "My friends who live in the flowers near Fort de Faul told me all about it, and Mommy thought that my namesake perfume would be a great help."
"Thank you so much, Princess Honeydew!" Queen Kelstiki said enthusiastically.
"You're welcome!" said the little fairy princess, before giving her auntie a quick kiss and then flying out the window.
From that day on, Queen Kelstiki did not have such a difficult time waking up in the morning. All of her subjects decided to create a holiday in honor of the momentous change, and they all lived happily ever after, or at least close to it.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Prom!
Prom was yesterday! It was lots of fun (or at least I thought so). I had a sparkly dress, and there was a chocolate fountain and a carousel! What more can I say?
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Ni's adventure
Poor Ni. He just didn't understand the concept of gravity.
Press Release: Ni's Response
There have been allegations that I, Ni, was attempting to slide down the banister. I would like to assure my public that that was not the case. In fact, I have suspicions that the video was not even of me, despite the people in the background saying my name. My sources say that the voices were added after the original video was taken. I am worried that this video is just the first in an awful smear campaign against me. Rest assured that I am not that clumsy.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Only 11 more days...
...until spring break!!
Not like I'm counting or anything.
I even figured everything out mathematically, given that my assumptions are correct. ;)
school = fun - (boring + homework)
spring break = opposite of school
SO...
1 / (fun - (boring + homework)) = spring break
Which can be rewritten as:
spring break = (fun + (fun - no homework))
"no homework" is equal to zero.
Therefore, spring break will be fun! Except for this:
spring break = April
April = IB Math Studies test
IB Math Studies test = hours of studying
But...
(hours of studying / Mr. Huynh) = (Mr. Huynh / hours of studying)
So I guess everything just evens out.
Not like I'm counting or anything.
I even figured everything out mathematically, given that my assumptions are correct. ;)
school = fun - (boring + homework)
spring break = opposite of school
SO...
1 / (fun - (boring + homework)) = spring break
Which can be rewritten as:
spring break = (fun + (fun - no homework))
"no homework" is equal to zero.
Therefore, spring break will be fun! Except for this:
spring break = April
April = IB Math Studies test
IB Math Studies test = hours of studying
But...
(hours of studying / Mr. Huynh) = (Mr. Huynh / hours of studying)
So I guess everything just evens out.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Endless love...
Likes to live life unpredictably
Has never-ending devotion
Outnumbers the grains of sand on the beach...
All hail pi.
Here are a few of the digits for good measure.
3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197169399375105820974944592307816406286 208998628034825342117067982148086513282306647093844609550582231725359408128481 117450284102701938521105559644622948954930381964428810975665933446128475648233 786783165271201909145648566923460348610454326648213393607260249141273724587006 606315588174881520920962829254091715364367892590360011330530548820466521384146 951941511609433057270365759591953092186117381932611793105118548074462379962749 567351885752724891227938183011949129833673362440656643086021394946395224737190 702179860943702770539217176293176752384674818467669405132000568127145263560827 785771342757789609173637178721468440901224953430146549585371050792279689258923 542019956112129021960864034418159813629774771309960518707211349999998372978049 951059731732816096318595024459455346908302642522308253344685035261931188171010
And if you didn't get it YET, today is 3.14.2007 and the time is 1:59. Meep!
Has never-ending devotion
Outnumbers the grains of sand on the beach...
All hail pi.
Here are a few of the digits for good measure.
3.141592653589793238462643383279502884197169399375105820974944592307816406286 208998628034825342117067982148086513282306647093844609550582231725359408128481 117450284102701938521105559644622948954930381964428810975665933446128475648233 786783165271201909145648566923460348610454326648213393607260249141273724587006 606315588174881520920962829254091715364367892590360011330530548820466521384146 951941511609433057270365759591953092186117381932611793105118548074462379962749 567351885752724891227938183011949129833673362440656643086021394946395224737190 702179860943702770539217176293176752384674818467669405132000568127145263560827 785771342757789609173637178721468440901224953430146549585371050792279689258923 542019956112129021960864034418159813629774771309960518707211349999998372978049 951059731732816096318595024459455346908302642522308253344685035261931188171010
And if you didn't get it YET, today is 3.14.2007 and the time is 1:59. Meep!
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Win!ter formal...
...was fun! Despite the NASTY dancing and the NASTY people doing all of that...suggestive... bleh. It's so upsetting it makes me inarticulate.
Me: Psh. Thanks a lot.
Me:Nope.
However, I did not partake in the said NASTY activities, but rather danced with my friends. Hmph. And I ate cheesecake.
What more can one say about a dance? Maybe an interviewer might help.
(By the way... I found that picture on yahoo. I was totally dressed like that. Stylin.)
Interested Person: Did you dance? An anonymous source informed us that you did not "dance" at "dances" until the very end of eighth grade.
Me: Embarassment... but yes, I did dance.
Interested Person: With whom?
Me: With every boy in the room. Just kidding! Hahahaha.... he... anyways. I danced with my friends, because they're more fun, and it's much more comfortable.
Interested Person: Did anything odd happen?
Me: Well, I kept feeling slightly claustrophobic due to the density of the crowd.
Interested Person: Hm. This conversation is boring me.
Me: Psh. Thanks a lot.
Interested Person: Let's get into juicier stuff. Hmm... We know! Did you witness any dramatic displays?
Me:Nope.
Interested Person: Didn't anything exciting happen?!
Me: My shoes were gorgeous.
Me: My shoes were gorgeous.
No-longer-interested Person: Ookay, well then, we're never talking again...
Me: It's not my fault that I don't get into dramatic arguments, or have star-crossed romantic flings! Gosh.
Really-uninterested-person: Hey, is that a popular, stupid, dog-carrying celebrity over there? I could make a fortune off of paparazzi pictures! Mwahaha!
Me: *shakes head* Whatever.
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