If you can't take the heat...

Then get a giant bottle of ice water, and a freakin' electric fan, cuz there's no escaping it. Damn this infernal heat. I know I know...I shouldn't be complaining because some places on this Earth are just literally like...melt-your-brains hot. But heck, it really is freakin' hot. I DON'T HAVE AC. I REPEAT. I DO NOT HAVE AC. And to make matters worse, I can't even be happy about swimming Monday morning because everyday California decides to screw us over and make it freezing cold until about 10 AM. Which makes dressing appropriately a right pain in the..

But I digress. Even excluding the hellish heat, this entire week of school has been less than desirable. What with stressing about about the quality of my teachers, the people in my classes, the embarrassment of failing the swim test, balancing homework... I tried to recover from the emotional distress of returning to that same stressful environment of books and papers by doing as little as possible today...But hey! You know what? Next week we get to go BACK. And the week after THAT. And the week after THAT! That's an FML if I ever saw one.

But more-or-less, I survived, which I'm grateful for. I managed to mostly shake off the lethargy and lazy lolling of summer, and get crackin' on my homework. I don't really even have any over the weekend, except for extra study. As for teachers, most are by large an improvment over last years, particularly in French, Math, and English. My Chemistry teacher, though nice, seems to be even more random and disorganized than me.

"I don't like planning things. I procrastinate a lot. I wouldn't want to plan a whole day's hike for one hill cuz once I start walking, I might decide. HEY! THAT HILL LOOKS NICE." - Mr. L

Not quoted verbatim, but still. Please stay on one hill, Mr. L, it would do us a lot of good. And my history teacher, is...strange? Not only does she have the most bizarre grading policy everr (no homework, just two big-ass tests and projects and loads of participation points), but she tries so hard to get the students to like her that she condones going off on TWENTY MINUTE tangents about the tooth fairy. Extremely relevant to Contemporary World History, Ms. H. T___T And she claims she doesn't have favorites, though in my book, any teacher who HAS to make that claim obviously does. I mean she gives participation points for her knowing your name for goodness sake. What about us poor, demure, softspoken, nondescript Asian children? What about us? :(

Anyways, kisses for Boba, my doggy, who had a way harder week than all of us. He got neutered Thursday,and man, I will not go there, but how would YOU feel if you had your...

Btw, here's a random picture. It's a picture I edited of a waterstain that formed on my bedsheet after my hair dripped on it after my shower. IT'S A HEART, HOW COOL IS THAT?

Long post sorry if I made your eyes bleed from the abnormally high percentage of whine-age and high school angst in this one.
-Lisa

Saying Goodbye to Summer and Hello to Crap

Crap = school. and I can have a long geometric proof as to why that is, but I won't get into that :)

Today, I woke up late - which is weird cuz usually im all like:

"OMG. OMG. ITS SCHOOOL YAYAYAYAY" and like wake up at the crack of dawn to leave. but this year, I woke up something like this:

"aadlkdjlakdj. crap. ughh :( " Which is.. nice. But to make matters worse, I had to put on my clothes in record time and rush out the door. Zoom zoom zoom.

I got to school, and it was the weirdest feeling! Because it felt like we hadn't had school in like 2 days or something and it was back in freshman year - like deja vu or something o.o weird weird.

And then, A period was alright, 'cept the analysis teacher mistook me as a lost freshman -_____-;; Oh and to make my life even more dandy, I got approached by a link crew member asking if I needed help getting to my next class

T_____T FML man. I should wear a shirt saying "I'M A DAMN SOPHOMORE." Oh yeah :D that sounds cool. Haha the rest of school was okay but it generally got worse as i got more and more sleeeepyy

^_________^

Damn. I forgot how good school is a place to nap. Hopefully your day was better than mine Lisa! :P

- sharooonn.

Oh yeah, and to make matters worse, in my school picture i look like a bloody idiot. D:

Flagpole Fails: "If I Were A Boy"

I should really stop posting, as my current posts not only have nothing significant to offer, but they're outnumbering Sharon's about 8:1, and I'm starting to feel awkward. T___T
Well anyways, this happened to me a few days ago. We were at the library checking our usual obscenely large pile of books (maybe its my Asian love for free thingsI MEAN, it's FREE BOOKS, we'll take as many as we can carry!), when my mom discovered that she had an equally obscenely large fine (k, so not so free? heh?). If it helps, we're not only cheap bookworms, but forgetful ones too. So basically we had about 50 books to check out, but my mom's card wouldn't work without her paying off the fine. Unfortunately, no checkbook or cash to be seen. Anyways, so the lady behind the counter, looking awkward at telling my mother exactly how much we owed the Santa Clara County Library, she asks, "Do any of these two young men have cards?" It took both me and my brother exactly two seconds to figure exactly what this woman had just implied.

Yes. She thought I was a guy. Understandably, my hair is short, and I *was* wearing a not-very-girly-possibly-androgynous-plaid-shirt, and YES, I was half-hidden from view behind the computer monitor. But still, at that moment, I couldn't help but utter those three, unfortunately familiar letters, "F..M..L."

And not only did I have to awkwardly reveal myself, showing, yes, I DON'T have a Y-chromosome or additional body parts, but I had to stand there for quite a bit filling in papers to make a new card, waiting for the lady to create my new library card, and for her to check in the books on the counter. And we then realized that our massive, busting at the seams bag of books was yet to be checked out on the floor. How. Awkward.

Late Night IMing ftw

*Talking about this blog whilst Sharon is sloppily typing on iTouch*

me: yeahhhh
and ppl always like hearing about other ppl failing, am i right?
so
yeah
1:38 AM Sharon: hahahaha
1:38 AM Sharon: pretty much
prvly why fml is so populat
man i suck on this thing
me: iz k
LOL
thats what she said
Sharon: twss :D
me: OMFG
lol
Sharon: oh shiettttt
1:39 AM bahahahahaha