Daily Entries
(I believe they're called
blogs in the land of xanga)
[10.8.03] Wow... so long time since an entry huh???
Mi par d'essere sognando
fra giardinni e fra boschetti.
I ruscelli susurrando, gorgheggiando gli augelletti
in un mare di delizia
fanno l'animo nuotar.
Ma ho timor che sottoterra
piano, piano, a poco a poco
si sviluppi un certo fuoco;
e improvviso a tutti ignoto
balzi fuori un terremoto,
fracassando, sconquissando
poi mi venga a risvegliar;
e ho paura che il mio sogno
vda in fumo a dileguar
[9.25.03] Why do the fire alarms go off sooo many times at this freaking school??? you wanna know why? It's a conspiracy!!! Where does everyone go during these fire alarms??? TO THE ATRIUM!!! What are they doing there???? BUYING FOOD!!! Fire alarms are a school conspiracy meant to get kids down to the atruim for the purpose of buying food. They chceck the daily profits and realize that they're down a couple hundred... BOOM... pull the fire alarm! SHIT... school finds a way to screw us over again... you know the worst part... i take part in this conspiracy!!!
[9.23.03] So... lots of work... stressing me out, erics killing the kiss kiss bear as we speak. On a lighter note... I'M GONNA GET A KUYA ON THURSDAY!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!!! it's funny cuz people refer to me as daddy down here, but i'm excited cuz i'm gonna get a kuya, does that make me sick? Oh well... off to cultural practice.
[9.18.03] I look forward to cultural dance practice, i feel so at home with the fia people. But i don't look forward to anything else... lab report, pre-lab for lab practical, lab practical, english paper final draft, math test... college sucks!ralph nader had a hot dog... i've had hot dogs... are we meant to be? Remember when we used to rub our pens on our desks to create friction and in turn heat... then jam them into eachothers skin... such as the neck skin? Why isn't that okay anymore... apparenty it's assult with a deadly weapon... what ever happened to innocence? Should i become an AZN... sHouLd i StAArT tAlkiNg lyKe diS??? I MeAn, wHaT lEfT do I hAbS???>--((> <))--> <-- iS diS aN AZN tHayNg tO dO??? eRRR... iS it jUsT KeNNy fROm sOutH pArK? These last three entries can be found in my debut novel... the memoirs of a kid pondering life itself... PONDERING!!! You can all purchase it at the local CVS... soooo... after a week trial, i've realized that bringing back angelfire was a bad idea... if you care about what i'm doing with my life... i assume you'll see me and i'll tell you... or you'll simply im me, or call me... so with that... i bid you adieu.
[9.17.03] I have NOTHING left to keep me going... nothing...Still wandering
Keeping my sanity
But they won't let me dream to live or live to dream
I'm still envisioning I'm singing to herd of thousands
Soul searching for the few things that will make life all right
Pointless persecution, interrogate the hype
Pretending I'm respecting who I secretly fight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm say gonna tonight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm going to do with my life
Replacing ideals that would break trust down
I'm the king of apathy don't care to wear your crown
Brain children , the lemming, they suffocate my rise
Standing on hilltops, smiling, watching me breakdown'
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm gonna say tonight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm going to do with my life
Spent all my time on popularity and I accept my duality
But I'm growing out of it
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm gonna say tonight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm going to do with my life
it's come to my attention that i care too much about too many people... i think it's time to start making cuts.
[9.15.03] Thanks tim... you give me reason to live.
[9.13.03.] What to do today what to do...In retrospect, i had a crazy day... woke up at 1 after the all night fun-o-thon in which god hated all of us and refused to let any of us win... EXCEPT FOR TIM WHO DOESN'T EVEN GO TO UIC... then my parents and I went out to dinner at some flip restaurant ,it was amazing. Then I came back and inside... i was surprised to see there was a party for me!!! Beth asked me to homecoming and i decided i didn't wanna go... JUST KIDDING!!! I said yes... then we hung out, like me and eric "HUNG OUT." Then Me, Vivek, and KANKO walked beth, meagan, megan, and becca back to the union station. After that we decided to go to china town where we went to joy yee's. Then we went to a random bakery and vivek bought a 10 pound bag of fortune cookies for 5 dollars... 5 DOLLARS!!! We took the el back to school where we were confronted by a loco local (note the unnecessary aliteration). In Vivek's world... So, I'm sitting there with my bag o' fortune, held closely to my breast, shifty-eyed-ofcourse. From the corner of my right eye I see a dark skined palm with some shiny coins. What the hell? I think to myself, I'm so fucking sick of black hobos begging for shit all the time. "How much for that?" he asks me as he jiggles the coins like an obscene gesture. Fuck off, I wanted to say but instead I told him they weren't for sale. I decided to offer him a free cookie only because somehwere in my heart I've a grain of sympathy for black hobos (who can afford to ride trains?). I pop the bag open, give him a cookie. I thank him, (how often do I thank black people?) only because he offered me money for the cookie even though his offer was a sum of his daily income, approximately $0.66. I really have to stop being so rascist, sorry. Ok he's gone now...but not gone for long...dun-dun-dun. Kaneko and I insist on analyzing and criticizing him further, from a safe distance of 5 feet ofcourse. That man is insane, period. He reads it at first, but has a hard time at that...tsk-tsk-tsk. Busts out his glasses and starts reading the slip of paper after digesting his fortune cookie (dinner). I'm truly sorry this time for being so rascist, it won't happen again. The illiterate bastard comes back to me so I can preach his bible-hugging-penny-begging ass some chinese wisdom, motherfucker. The fortune of a black man: "Every arrangements you make are apt to be final." He asks me what it means, to be specific what the word "apt" means. The unfortunate man thought "apt" stood for apartment...yeah ok. His ass be all excited 'n shit thinking he'll soon own an apartment...L-o-fucking-L. I didn't know the exact meaning at first but then I read it in its context (a skill you can acquire if you have graduated from high school). I told him what it meant then offered him another cookie because he didn't seem satisfied with my explantion. Am I the most generous/rascist man in the world or what? But no seriously I respect that man, not only as a joke-and-a-half but also because he got his undies in a bunch over a measly fortune cookie. -V
[9.12.03] Basketball tourney today... in chem, ron tells me there's some sort of six feet and under league... imma join and rock the world. For those who don't know, I'm on the FIA ricebowl team.... why am i fucking amazing??? OH NO... WAIT... I'M NOT!!! I got cut for modern dance tryouts!!! lol it's okay, i really just wanted to be on the football team. Tim, me and eric are gonna be in the tourney tonight... i plan on loosing... lol!!! But whatever. It'll be fun... cuz then we'll win in the bowling tourney...LATER THAT NIGHT Ohhhh....why is it every time we do this... i feel like throwing up afterwards?
[9.11.03] The start of
something new... meaning old... but a new one at that!!!
