Vitamin C: The Graduation Song

Avi's graduating today. I'm sad. I'm not exactly sure why.

Well, this means that in a couple of months, he'll be jetting off to college. And I'm going to be lonely at home. He's one of my best friends and I can't believe I'm admitting that I'll miss him. My parentals are amazing too. But its good having someone that can relate more to me at home. It'll feel like being an only child.
I've been trying to convince the old folks to get an exchange student from a really foreign country. Or a pet orangutan would be fine, too. The good side of my brother leaving is the fact that once he's gone, his room is all mine. I plan on making it my new closet.

Besides that, school is fine. We're winding up in most classes but I have science and history finals next week. And the cherry picking is going well, too. Mi madre tried to help me climb our big ladder yesterday so I could get the higher cherries off. But I ended up falling on her.

Feelin' the same way all over again

Done being sick. For the most part.
I can't decide how I feel about the school year almost being over. I wish I could just hang in time, where nothing and nobody change. Or maybe I don't wish that. I wish I could fast forward throught time to see where I was 10 years from now. I would be content with my life if I was where I want to be now. It seems like all I wish for is far away in the future. But I have this need to satisfy everyone around me, and that is the base of my life 10 years from now. I have dreams of being a doctor. But my dreams used to be just to be happy. Am I becoming harder to please to myself?

...A lot of this thinking may come from the fact that I'm going to Mira Loma. And, that, for the next 4 years, I will be working my butt off and social lifeless.
I'm scared that I'll become personalityless too.
When I picture it in my head, I get this big picture. Have you ever been to Krispy Kreme doughnuts and seen the way doughnuts are made? I feel like each one of the Mira Loma graduates are going to look like the boxes. Stamped, counted, glazed. Just perfect. But not human.

Tissues Galore

Currently, that's how I'd describe my life. I got sick yesterday. It was a horrible day. It was one of those glass is half empty kinda days. I'm stuffed. Darrow is being mean. He got upset when I wanted to keep the whole tissue box at my desk.
I went shopping yesterday. Because my mind had to be off being sick. I got a red dress from Bebe. Like, one of those simple black ones that Audrey Hepburn would wear but instead its red. And I got this vintage beige top from Bebe too. And I got a blue shirt from Guess. I'm out because I'm sick and in a horrible mood and don't need to be talking to anyone. Not even a blog.

My Bad

Two blogs down, I meant "Pet Peeve"

Memorial Day Weekend

After school today I'm going to lunch with my brother. Because we haven't talked for a while and we need catching up. And after that the momster and I are going shopping. And then (I'M SO EXCITED) One of my best friends from Sutter and I are going to go see Pirates and we're dressing up as pirates. Then she's sleeping over and we're waking up at 5 to watch the sunrise :)
Oh, and since school is pretty much over and I have senioritis, I'm hibernating for the rest of the weekend. Like a grizzly bear.

Biggest Peeve Pet: STUPID PEOPLE

We sat in the grass all of lunch, my legs itch. Last night was Sutter's Serenade Under the Stars. I saw people that I haven't seen for 2 years. And won't see again because we're not going to the same high school. I met this girl and her ex boyfriend and I are family friends. So she says, "Don't Marry him". And I said "What?!" and she responded "You know, because Indians have arranged marriages and all..."

Support Love

Is it not? When two people get married, it is because they are in love. Gender shouldn't matter. No, I don't say this because I'm trying to be liberal and "cool". I've researched the topic for several different papers. It says in the Constitution that all are created equally and should be given equal rights. And if people have a problem with homosexuals, then they should research that most homosexuals are not that way from their own will. The percentage of Catholics and conservative homosexuals that have lived through their life without marriage is immense. People want to be respected. Homosexuals want to be respected. So remind me what the problem is?

Livestrong

This past weekend my girl scouts troop and I volunteered at an Angelman's Syndrome Walk near fairytale town. All of the kids there were patients of either Angelman's syndrome, Down syndrome, or Autism. At first I was really sad to see to them but I volunteered to stand at the midpoint and hand out snacks/waterbottles/stamp their hands. Wow, the excitement with which these children approached the midpoint with is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. They were mostly in wheelchairs and being brought by their parents, but just the smallest things like us giving them high fives or granola bars made them happy. Seeing this made me realize that these days every one is too difficult to please. Demands seem to be going up exponentially as the world of technology blossoms into a monster. Now, it's technology and money that makes our world go round. I wonder if Adam and Eve ever pictured it this way.

ATTN: Radical is now Rad

To be radical means to be very liberal. Correct?
And to be rad means to be very cool.
And since rad is the short form of radical, does that means that it's now in fashion to be radical?
How can political standings be in fashion?
I wonder if people in the 60s/70s were only hippies because they thought that it was in style. Mrs. Breitenbach the other day said that if you lived in the 60s, you were a hippy. And if you weren't, you were a recluse.

The point of this was to talk about my gay marriage opinions. But since Darrow is wanting us to finish our project I'll save that blog topic for Monday.
Happy weekending.

Why?

Why is it that rappers make millions ranting brainlessy about sex, drugs, and violence, while preists at the temple or ministers at churches or god's messengers at mosques live off of a salary that can barely provide for themselves and their families? Why do people donate to charities and buy islands for themselves? Why are animals held captive in zoos? What would humans do if elephants took us, locked us up in glass houses where we had absolutely no privacy, and start pounding on the glass every morning? Would we be able to live off with strangers while we're in the midst of going insane?


Point Proven. Life is unjust.

With a cherry on top

I'm crazily sleepy. I'm not sure why because I slept for 8 hours last night, which is better than my 4 hours the night before that. Hmm life is good. I was so stressed out yesterday that I started yelling at my brother for coming into my room without knocking and then it made me more mad when he gave me this book called "How to Stop Worrying and Start Living" by Dale Carnegie. I started reading it, and boy, it's pretty good.
I went cherry picking yesterday. We have this ginormous cherry tree and every may/june it has so many cherries on it that we don't know what to do with them so we have to have people come over and pick them and take them home. We also deepfreeze them. But this year they're A LOT. So I take a book (Anti-worrying yesterday), climb up the tree, and just eat cherries.

I watched the Princess Diaries on DVR a few days ago. I like that guy from it, Michael. The one that she considers last, the geekball. He looks like a Beatle. The John, Paul, George, and Ringo kind. Not the water, cockroach kind.
If I was a Beatle, I think I'd be Ringo. The reckless drummer. Even though John Lennon is one of my biggest inspirations. I was talking to one of my friends and her mom the other day and she asked me who my inspiration for my peace project was and I said John Lennon. She said WHAT?! The Druggee?
And I said, Yeah, The Druggee. But people that are big enough to look past his mistakes see that he was an amazing person.
That felt pretty darn good to say... But I have to admit, people that can't accept other peoples good points are low.
Back to the Beatles. Oh yeah, not that anyone reads this blog anyways, but I would like to officially declare that Yoko Ono Lennon DID NOT break up The Beatles. And that is all.

Hands and fingers, Knees and Toes, Knees and Toes

This past weekend was fun. It was just me, my dad, and my brother because my madre was in Chicago. So on Friday, Six Flags was fun but I got home really tired. I went on Medusa and I was so freaked out but it was great. Then saturday i cleaned a little bit, did homework, and helped my brother get ready for prom. My dad and I dropped off him and his date and then went to go see Spiderman 3. Oh boy, Harry is gorgeous!! That might've been one of the best things about the movie. Then we picked up the brother. And got home at like 2 in the morning. Then the next day. I did a ton of work and lots of stuff for my mom for mothers day. She called me at 2 on sunday, and I had completely forgotten about mothers day. So i talked to her for 10 minutes about nothing and she didn't remind me that it was mother's day. I called back 5 minutes later and I was like OH SORRY!

Pretty Little Souped Up 4 Wheel Drive

...Carved my name into his legacy dun dun dun
DANCE TONIGHT! Guess whose gunna rock out? Um, yeah, that would be Mr.Darrow. Okay just kidding. I'm kinda sad that Darrow's not going to be DJ. It was fun watching the country bumpkin side of everyone last dance.
So, I've always liked the song "You and Me" by Lifehouse, but I've never really thought it was anything interesting until this month. I have been listening to it over and over again which is weird because I have no "You", I guess it's just a good song.
Tomorrow is the Six Flags field trip. I was excited until 2 of my friends got sick and might not be able to go. Oh well. When life gives you lemons you gotta make orange juice.

ellohel

I went to Costco yesterday and saw my best friend from the 6th grade. It was awkward because I hadn't seen her since over 6 months ago. We used to call each other up once in a while and we're myspace friends but then our interests became completely different and I guess it didn't help that I told her the day I was going to transfer from Sutter that I was going to a school in Carmichael. So when I saw her yesterday I guess I expected the whole "sparks to fly" thing and that we would start hanging out and become close again. But I gave her and her mom quick hugs and she started texting on her cell phone while our moms talked. I was so pissed off because she could've given me respect enough to talk to me and I was wondering if this was really the girl that I'd spent a million hours with. It's so weird how much people change over just a few years. Or is it just what middle school does to people?

Sharp one for a sharp one!

I am confused like crazy. When my dad got home yesterday, he decided that he wanted me to go to Mira Loma. And that's after, for the past 2 months, both of my parents have been trying to convince me to go to Folsom High. When he explained all the reasons he had for me to go to ML, he said well you know its really your choice. I'm completely confused. I think a lot of me wants to go to Mira Loma though. But whenever I think about it in my head, I think of Mira Loma as being a small campus with numbers floating around everywhere and dark grey cloud on top of it while I think of Folsom as being this sunny shiny place with a big blur of Starbucks and Abercrombie.

Celebrate Good Times Come On!

Lot's of work piled up on us today. 24 (ish) days of school left. about 4 if you only count the days that matter!
So this past weekend, I dyed my hair. It was supposed to be "Medium Golden Brown" but you can only tell in the sun where it's a reddish brown, auburn. I packaged supplies for the tornado in Kansas and the Malawi project yesterday.

It's the freakin' weekend baby...

I'm about to have me some fun!
Last night I went a little bit crazy and was so stressed out so I decided to write my whole civil war essay last night. Yep, 4 hours and over 2000 words later, I'm done!! No projects for me next week. Whoot. But still dance and marine world and I'm excited. We had a coming back fiesta for Senorita Marquez in Spanish and that was a lot of fun. Just a socializing period. I was supposed to bring "Spanish Punch" but I don't know why I signed myself up for that because there is no such thing. I ended up bringing Hawaiian Punch. Then we had to go do science STAR testing. Sooo much easier than US history!! And it was pretty cool to have Breitenbach as my testing teacher. Then math. Then Lunch. The science. We had a sub and we watched a movie about Indian King Snakes. Everyone thought it was weird that they worshipped them in India and treated them like royalty. Well, I can relate to that because I'm Indian and we do the same in my house. It's not like we go around looking for King Snakes to talk to about Holy things. They're more like "welcome guests". Once in my house in India there was a King Snake so we set out a bowl of milk (Indian Tradition) for it. And then the snake just left after being in the milk.
Now, I'm in tech. We started that song project thing where we choose a song that means a lot to us, look up the lyrics, and talk about it on iMovie. Mine's a tough choice between Don't Worry Be Happy, Imagine, Get Up Stand Up, and Bittersweet Symphony. My first thought was to do Imagine because it's my favorite and means crazily much. But that might be too cliched to do (personally). So then Bittersweet Symphony just because it's a great song, and maybe Don't Worry Be Happy (because it always makes me happy) and Get Up Stand Up (probably my favorite from Mr. Marley) because it's just one of those amazing hippie songs about doing what you beleive in.

Hairties and Bugbites

Last night, I got a really bad mosquito bite. And that freaks me out because of the whole West Nile Virus thing going around. My friend in 3rd grade had West Nile but it went away. Great story, I know. My lunch was really good. I had a peanut butter sandwich, like usual. I think I've had over 1,000 PB&J sandwiches in my life. Then I found out there's s dance next week. Schveet!

Wiggity-Wack

I love the weather today. It's raining, It's pouring, and the old man is snoring. Literally. I think Mr. Baucom fell asleep in testing today. Testing was okay. U.S. History is a lot more than I had remembered, especially because I thought I was better at it. English is okay. Our radio projects are kinda a lot of work. Okay I obviously have nothing to talk about right now. Hasta la Pasta.

Happy May!

Yo. So we picked groups for English today. It's me, Alex Chan, Kamran, Kyle, and Sean. Interesting huh?? Our PSA's going well. Yesterday we had a lot of mess-ups but they ended up being so funny that we decided that we're going to put them in at the end of our PSA. Car safety.. that's right : )
Spanish was aight. Math was aight.
OH TESTING! it was okay. It was hard but how the heck am i supposed to remember what the nomads did in nomaic tines?