Saturday, September 28, 2002

ack..so exhausted from work..
man, it's tough being a waiter..
you NEVER getta sit down and rest your legs..
hope i don't collapse tonight during the talent show..

Friday, September 27, 2002

woohoo! i can finally say that alex, jeremy, and i are prepared for the talent show!!
wait..correction. i think i can finally say that alex, jeremy, and i are prepared for the talent show..

*sigh* either way..its gonna be great!!
talent show is gonna be tomorrow at fbcc at 7:30 PM.
tickets at the door are $10 (for students).
well, i guess i'll see all you COOL people there!!
and, for the rest of you guys..i have one thing to say.
OH NO! NOT LIKE A MUG!!
yesterday in my computer room..
raymond: oh hey, you put all the cable wires along the ceiling.
me: yeah, can you find waldo?
eric: waldo's somewhere in this room?!
(raymond, eric, and simon all start looking around the room..)

hm..maybe i should draw waldo somewhere in my utility room; now wouldn't THAT be fun?

Thursday, September 26, 2002

got my bio quiz back today..
03 baby!! no, not class of '03, i got an 03 on the quiz.
i filled in 2 blanks, and i got one wrong.
3 points..OH YEAH! DOUBLE MUG!!

man, today after school, i went to the hospital to volunteer. then, simon called me and asked if i wanted to play basketball. i told him i would try to go back to clements to play some ball. i showed up at school at about 5:30, and we started playing some 5-on-5..on one fateful play, i got the rebound and started dribbling down the court. DANNY GUO ran at me at full speed, and as he approached, i tried to change direction. i turned my head, there was an impact, and i fell to the ground in pain. everyone swarmed around me and started saying stuff like, "oh man, you got cut open" and "oh man, that's a jason kidd" and "oh man, you got slit up."

turns out, instead of being cut up by his glasses like i thought, the cut on my forehead right above my right eye turns out to be..a BITE mark. yea, thats right, DANNY GUO BIT ME..
*sigh* hope it doesnt leave a scar..

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

ALRIGHT, HERE IT IS!!
what you've all been waiting for..
all you "finger-sleeve-haters" out there..
im getting sick of hearing all your questions about what exactly a finger sleeve is FOR, so this is what it says on the official Nike finger sleeve paper thingie:

- Provides compression and support
- Does not restrict flexibility
- Pull tab for easy on/off
- Breathable Airprene construction
- Mesh overlay provides additional support

can you say, LIKE A MUG?
good day today..
i gotta see everyone in my bio class stress over the quiz, while i sat peacefully in my seat and ate reese's pieces.
then, when mr. steinkamp passed out the quiz, i skimmed over all the questions, filled in 2 blanks, and turned it in.
the entire class was amazed, and even mr. steinkamp looked like his eyes were gonna pop outta his head.
he asked me, "what, you finished the entire drawing already?!"
i smiled sheepishly, answered "no," and sat back down.

ah, too good..too good.

Tuesday, September 24, 2002

fallin f0r y0u: peter's bday tomorrow
LeXlAnTiS: doh
fallin f0r y0u: what should we do to him
LeXlAnTiS: hahaha
LeXlAnTiS: i like ur choice of words
LeXlAnTiS: do TO him
LeXlAnTiS: instead of do FOR him

hazing mentality =)
decisions, decisions..

i think that i have finally made my mind up.
i am going to drop BIOLOGY II, the worst freakin class in the history of clements high school.
see, what sucks is that for most classes, if you study for tests, you usually do well.
however, for bio, it doesnt matter how much you study.
if you don't study at all, you'll fail.
if you study a little bit, you'll still fail.
if you study a whole lot, believe it or not, you'll still fail.

does anyone else see a pattern here?
peter wang's bday tomorrow..
need i say more?

yes, i do. make sure you give him his 18 birthday licks..
holy crap, he's older than i am..

but anyways, i think i needa make this public.
from now on, i will no longer use these words:
1. gay
2. homosexual
3. fag
4. retarded
..in a derogatory way.

please, if you hear me use one of these words, let me know in a nice, polite way.

Monday, September 23, 2002

fallin f0r y0u: you have a jeans jacket i can borrow?
s c o t t y 427: heh
s c o t t y 427: yeah i have one
s c o t t y 427: it says "ching shua boys club" on the back
fallin f0r y0u: uh...
s c o t t y 427: score?
fallin f0r y0u: not like a mug
s c o t t y 427: heh
s c o t t y 427: alex asked me already
s c o t t y 427: he rejected my cool jacket as well
s c o t t y 427: YOU GUYS ARE NOT COOL ENOUGH TO BE PART OF THE CHING SHUA BOYS CLUB!!
alrite..just finished improving the look of this blog..
but, i need some suggestions.
seriously now, sign the dreambook and give me some insight on any other changes i should make, or if it's just fine the way it is.
get it? got it? clear? good.
uh..alrite..after yet another 1 point win..
i have come to this conclusion:
I SUCK. TIME TO PRACTICE.
mad mad mad MAD PROPS to mr. wayne mok on that spankin' new pic you see to the side.
however, i needa know..
should i leave it on there? cuz my blog takes a bit more time to load now..
please respond. please..
aka SIGN THE FREAKIN' DREAMBOOK!!

Sunday, September 22, 2002

today's realization:
jeremy, alex, and i are not nearly as prepared for the talent show as i thought we were..
aw nuts. our dance needs alot more practice.

continuation of bday wish list:
14. more wishes
15. more time

ah..someone teach me the 6-step!!
oh, and i needa borrow a jean jacket by saturday!
got my voice back!!
kinda..

ugh bio test AND humanities test tomorrow!!
ack!!