Hey guys!  It suddenly hit me that you guys are all going off to college, so I have a few words of advice (from my measly four weeks here):

Have fun.  College is fun.  It might seem a bit scary that you're leaving your familiar world for another one, but it's all worth it.  Have fun, enjoy life.  But, do your homework first before you have fun.  That way homework is managable!  Although, I shouldn't be talking right now because I procrastinated yesterday.  ^_^;;

Now to write those two papers and study for that midterm...

I officially won "Most Inspiration Costume" at Pops!  Thomas Chu got second with his fairy-winged flying monkey costume.

Apparently, I looked better in my flying monkey costume than my Marth costume.  Yet my Marth costume was better than my flying monkey costume.  XD  I tried tossing my hair, only to realize that I had no hair to toss since half of it was tied up.  Oh well.  It was fun freaking out all the underclassmen and Mr. Marra with my blue hair.  They all thought I turned punk on them.

 Hahahaha....

My Marth costume actually turned out all right.  Just need to finish to armor and it'll be all done.  It just looks ridiculous on me because...I'm a girl...

 My mom got a funny fortune cookie that said:

"Promote literacy.  Buy a box of fortune cookies today."

If anyone wants to see the little slip of paper, I kept it.  ^_^

*runs around the room singing Hallelujah*

WARNING:  Trivial rant.  Read at your own amusement.  SPOILERS.

AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Gundam 00 ended their first season with a cliffhanger and won't start their second season until OCTOBER 2008.  I'll be in college!  I won't have time to watch and see what happened to the main protagonist who was last seen unconscious and floating aimlessly in space in his Gundam!  And second season, in the context of the show, occurs FOUR YEARS LATER.  WTF??  I mean time skips are fun and all, but THE SECOND SEASON BETTER BE GOOD BECAUSE I HAVE TO WAIT 7 MONTHS FOR IT.  It's one of the few animes I can tolerate now because it actually discusses the implications of war, despite the fact that the producers do not have that great of a grasp on politics. 

End rant.

In other news, I took a three hour nap today that involved me waking up sporadically every ten minutes.

 HOLY CRAP, MICHELLE'S COMING TO VISIT!  I finally get to see my stand partner!  YAY!  AND THIS TIME IBUKI BETTER NOT HOG HER.

Okay, I'm done showing my excitement over this bit of news.  But I'm very very very happy.  Today LVA got passed!  Now I actually have to get off my lazy butt and arrange fundraisers.  Haha.

Now I'm awaiting for those three rejections that I've been expecting since the moment I submitted those applications.  But I do have a 9% chance of getting in!  That's because their acceptance rates are 9%.  Hahahahahaha........

BAHWEE WON'T STOP SINGING HAMMERSMITH.  MAKE HIM STOP!!!!!

 Stupid Ad-Aware program crash on us and I was unable to play RO tonight.

And then when my dad says that I should have closed it, I remember a time where I did close a program that crashed and he yelled at me.

Do you see any logic behind that?

HAPPY NEW YEAR!  HAPPY COLLEGE APP DEADLINE!

Yay!  We are now officially second semester seniors!  ^_^

P.S.  I need someone to play RO with!  I need someone to help my Soul Linker, who keeps on running out of SP and HP.

I don' t care what anyone says but Hamlet was a weeny butt.  HOWEVER, Raskolnikov was a whiny ass.

I was tempted to write my final essay about how Raskolnikov needs to get a life.  If he spent his time actually doing something, maybe he wouldn't come up with such strange theories.

I am proud to say that I am finally out of my PoT (NOT THE DRUG) obsession and now into a Gundam SEED/war/blood-fun-fun-fun! obsession.  Not that I like blood.  It's just watching an anime about war is more amusing than watching animated guys play tennis.

AP Literature is seriously screwing around with how my brain operates.  I'm starting to "delve" into everything, from the books a read to the anime I watch.  ESPECIALLY when I watch anime.  I watch a certain scene, and then start wondering, "Why would the animators put that in?  What is the significance of the scene?  Is that one shot for fanservice?  What philosophical ideas are being conveyed?"  Surprisingly, good animes do this well.  It's like reading literature...only you're watching it and it's in Japanese.

Okay...that was a strange little rant I just gave.  I think I'll go back to writing college apps now.

I can't wait until April when I'll be relinquished of all my club duties.

I realized that you really don't know how hard club officers work until you become a club officer.  There's so much work that goes on behind the scenes to make sure club members are well informed and ASB looks favorably upon us.  Countless hours spent on weekend officer meetings have made me realize how much I need a life.  But, in the end, it feels well worth it.  My life can wait until the summer.

I really can't wait to go to college.  There's so many new opportunities and challenges there.  It's similar to starting with a clean slate.  But at the same time I'll miss the people I met in high school, especially the band and the VA club.  I know there are certain personas I've met in high school that I'll most likely never see again.  But then again, there are some certain, specific individuals that I'm glad I'll never see again because they are just plain "A-S-S"s.

And then, while reading Biology I started wondering how, if we are made of small little minute cells that each perform a specfic function, that we can like or hate certain people.  I mean how do those little cells doing protein synthesis or whatever else they do determine how we feel towards people?  I mean there are "love/hate at first sights" and love/hate that takes years to develop.  Okay, that was a weird tangent.

The more I visit wikipedia, the stranger the featured articles keep getting. I mean today the featured article was Kingdom Hearts. The day before it was the 1981 Irish hunger strike. The day before that Eastern Suburbs & Illawarra railway lines. And the day before that Sydney - House of Chimaeras.

I really do wish the formatting of featured articles was a bit more structured.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Main_Page

So Mr. Marra gave us a long winded speech on how he felt the band didn't want to get better. About how the staff was doing everything in their power to make the band good, but we just didn't want to be good. Then he emphasized that he felt this especially from the seniors.

I started analyzing what he had said, and realized that perhaps the reason why the seniors weren't motivated enough was because we came from a time known as B.M. (before Marra). Back in B.M. the Marching Band music ranged from "bone-chilling, goosebumps on skin" sensations to "hot chocolate with marshmellows curled up in front of a fire place on a cold snowy night" heart-warming good. In the age of Marra, we play music that involves crazy runs and finger movements that are not even humanly possible. Sure it sounds cool, but it doesn't quite sound like music. What was the word for what our music sounds like? Oh yeah. Noise.

In the time of B.M., the Marching Band set aside a considerable amount of time to master the basics of marching. We were even yelled at for various reasons, ranging from not marching in time to some nitty gritty aspect of our marching technique, such as our toes weren't high enough. Because of this we were good. We moved to our sets with almost mechanical precision and got high marks for marching technique. In the age of Marra, barely any time is spent on Marching basics. The freshman are shoved onto the field before they have even learned how to march backwards. Because of this, freshmen are not only marching with bad technique, they're not even marching in time!

In the time of B.M., I could march to all my sets perfectly while playing the music. I never slipped or had issues reaching the place I was supposed to get to. Furthermore, my step sizes weren't unreasonably huge or small. In the age of Marra, I am barely making my sets and many of the upperclassmen around me are slipping and falling in the middle of marching. Some sets require us to jazz run across the field in 12 counts, while others require us to move 1 step back in 33 steps.

The senior class this year is the last class to know what B.M. was like. We are the last class to know what it was like to be good, what it was like to get an award higher than last or second to last place. We knew what it was like to win Grand Sweepstakes.

Maybe just maybe this is the reason why we lack motivation. Maybe, just maybe, this is the reason why we know this year is not going to be good.

I'm back from NY!!!

It was so much fun! We went to Broadway to watch Phantom of the Opera, and got to play in a musical competition in CARNEGIE HALL, the most prestigious music hall in the world. Not only that, but we were competing against some of the best bands out there and were the ONLY school to win a GOLD AWARD (the highest award possible) in BOTH ORCHESTRA and WIND ENSEMBLE. Added on to that, we were also the only school to receive a GOLD AWARD for WIND ENSEMBLE (and I played in it!). Homestead got two silvers...and the brass section kinda flaunted the fact that we beat them. Our whole band and orchestra went back to the hotel and partied for hours on end.

The hotel (Roosevelt Hotel) was okay. It was a five star hotel, but we got a three star room. But the service was still pretty good. The maids didn't steal anything.

There are two things that are great about New York City: SHOPPING and FOOD. The food was GREAT and the stores were so huge that I felt as if I would die of happiness. M&M World and Hershey's World were both chocolate heaven, and Nintendo World had Nintendo DS's everywhere! The clothing stores displayed the strangest fashions, but the PRETTIEST dresses.

We also went on a dinner cruise past the Statue of Liberty on Friday! I had a ton of fun eating, dancing and taking pictures.

My chaperon group was awesome! It consisted of Frances, Der-yi, Sophia, Szu-Yao, Jessalyn, Grace (senior flute player), Wen (2nd violin), John (also 2nd violin), Justin (trombone), and Eric (tuba). They were all so fun and the boys were amusing (we kept on losing Justin). Our group mascot was the KIRBY stuff animal that Justin bought at Nintendo World.

All in all, it was a fun trip. I'm going to have to go through hell when I post and tag pictures on Facebook later this week.

Dammit...I have to go to school tomorrow. SO much hw...

I hate typing Chinese.
I hate Chinese keyboards.
I hate Chinese projects.
I hate Chinese writing assignments.
I hate my Chinese school teacher.
I hate Chinese school.

But I don't hate Chinese, I don't hate being Chinese, AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE CHINESE FOOD!!!!

Another crap filled day full of the usual assumptions and stereotypes.

Oh well. What can you do? Not like telling people can change them. I'm leaving. Bye. Enjoy what's left of it.