I’m really getting sick and tired of the way my dad doesn’t really trust me to do anything. I haven’t gotten around to scheduling an appointment for my DMV driving test yet, so he gets my brother to do it for me. He didn’t tell me that we’ve stopped going to my old dentist and signs me up for a dentist appointment with a new dentist whom I’ve never heard of before. When it came time to sign to my Social Security card, I didn’t feel like coming up with a signature just yet, but then the asshole goes and makes up a signature for me. It’s so fucking stupid. All I did was say, “I’m not going to sign it right now,” and my dad goes and makes up some fucking stupid signature. It’s not even a signature! It’s my fucking name in regular fucking print. I kid you not. Not only did my dad fucking steal my right to create a signature, he just wrote it as Alex. There’s some fucking retarded scribble as “Tran” but seriously. I want this shit to end. The next thin you know, he’ll fucking sign me up for the military or sign a wedding certificate in my name or some shit.
The signature thing happened years ago, but today was the dentist thing. I asked him, “why didn’t you tell me?” His fucking response? “Well, we cut off ties with your old dentist a long time ago. You see, he never responded when I tried to schedule an appointment for you. So today, while I was talking with your Uncle, he recommended a new place that opened up. I’ve never been there, but I decided to set up an appointment to get your teeth cleaned for you.” HE DOESN’T FUCKING UNDERSTAND THAT I WANT SOME SAY IN WHAT FUCKING GOES ON IN MY FUCKING LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I kept reminding him that he needs to tell me these things, but he kept repeating himself. “It was so long ago, and your old dentist never responded!” he cries, never once explaining why he decided never to tell me. Being the misunderstanding prick that he is, he tries to appease me by saying, “if you don’t want to go to this appointment, then don’t! I’m not forcing you.” Sure dad, you aren’t forcing me to do anything when you’re always forcing fucking decisions like this bullshit on me.
He never tries to listen to me. When we argue over shit like this, he thinks he has the magic answer that will shut me up the way you give a baby candy to stop a hissy fit. He doesn’t get that I am genuinely pissed off at his misconduct. The magic answer he uses are shit like, “You’re right, I’m wrong,” or “Just don’t then if it bothers you that much.” He fails to understand it’s not about being right or wrong, or that its not the object that bothers me, but it’s his own fucking obliviousness to the source of my anger: him.
He doesn’t understand me, constantly treats me like a superficial entity, and gets all fucking pissed off when I try to do something about it. It genuinely sucks.
Timestamp – 1:43 PM
Edit: You can tell I was really angry due to all the spelling errors, lol. I’ve fixed most by now, so if you didn’t see em before, oh well.
It’s hard to explain how awesome EVHS’s Fantasics was, but that video should give you guys a guess. So to explain to the SC kids, before Battle begins, each class does a class introduction. Usually, its just everyone involved with Odd each class coming in and doing a bit of dancing to show who they are. Class of 09? They are wearing the shirts from when they were Freshmen 09 – Fairly Odd Parents, Sophmore 09 – West Side Story, Juniors 09 – Wrath, and Seniors 09 – Hercules. I’ve been to EVHS’s Battle 3 times, and SC’s Fantastics I think twice as a High Schooler and once in Junior High, and I’ve never seen anything similar done before. Also, the marionette thing? Pure badassery. Yeah, there’s a popular Youtube video showing these professional dancers doing it, but to actually pull it off is no laughing matter.
I wish I still had my program schedule, but Dustin’s friend Tom, who I lent my schedule to to use as a fan, ended up tearing it in half to make a better fan. I didn’t ask for it back, lol. Before the skits started, a dance crew, A Youngin’, came out and danced a pretty long number. Their choreography was nice, but they didn’t do anything too flashy, so I wasn’t too interested. Dustin however finds it impressive that they’re all still high school students.
Oh yeah, once of the reasons I love going to EVHS and SC’s Fantastics/Battle, is seeing people I hadn’t seen since Chaboya. I saw Jenna, Jocelyn, Chris, Catherine Amutan, George, Cassandra, James, Rohit, Andrew Pang, and others, but I can’t remember them all haha. Oh yeah, Marcus, Eddie, and Eddie’s brother were there too. I hung out with Cassandra a lot after the Intermission. Man, the participants had to sit in the bleachers with the audience, so there were significantly less tickets going around. I thought that was pretty lame, but it was hilarious since 2011 had a lot of open seats haha. Dustin bought me a shirt, and we were tempted to go with a bunch of other Senior-shirt wearing kids to take over the empty seats haha. At one point, this guy wearing the Juniors shirt starting walking up the Seniors row to sit with some friends, but on him way up I think just about everyone glared at him since the seats on our end were packed, hahahahaha. I know I did .
The Tug of War event was funny, because I predicted that the Freshmen would let go of the rope and send the Juniors tumbling back. But the shocker was, the Sophmores beat the Seniors. There was much outrage. As it had turned out, the Sophmores had like, 3 extra people, but the Seniors had like 1-2 extra, so we did a rematch. Myself, and the majority of the people in our section stood up to add to the intensity. I noticed a huge difference from SC’s Fantastics were we kept saying, “GOOD LUCK (other class).” Those EV kids man, out for blood. The Seniors won the second match, but there was still a lot of anger. A refree them came in shouting, “TIE-BREAK” and we all stood up again. However, this time around it was even for a long-ass time, and the skits hadn’t even started yet, hahaha. The game was put off so that the Freshmen could start their skit.
The overall theme was “Myths and Legends”: 2012 – El Dorado, 2011 – Area 51, 2010 – Atlantis, 2009 – Hercules. The Freshmen skit was actually pretty impressive. For Freshmen, haha. There was the awesome use of a Nerf Big Bad Bow when the King of El Dorado attempted to kill the two main characters. One of the characters, named Riley, took the arrow for his friend, and I remember shouting, “RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILEY!” It was funny because through the skit the two characters kept fist-pumping each other, calling it the “Dragon Fist.” It would have been funny/messed-up we (meaning Dustin, Steven Le, and Brian) though is the other character asked for a final Dragon Fist, but he didn’t. There was a funny line when the characters are being seperated and the “greedy” guy confesses to Riley, the “nice guy”, “You know your dog that you thought ran away? Well he didn’t really run away. I sold him.” I liked their dancing, but I don’t think there was enough of it.
The Sophmore’s skit was terrible. A mysterious signal calls all phones at once, revealed to be the work of aliens. The CIA or whatever tells the President to not reveal to the public that it was the work of aliens held captive at Area 51. The President does, gets shot, and the person who takes over demands to see the aliens. The aliens break free, and just before the Aliens start to kill people, the CIA guy returns. He says, “Pause. Now you see why sometimes the truth needs to be hid, and etc etc etc. Rewind.” And the aliens rewind back into captivity and the scene resets into the President’s press conference, the President then lying to the public. There was too much exposition I think, and the aliens were just guys wearing masks. They didn’t have any other costumes, and get this. The Sophmores didn’t use their UFO. They went through all this effort to make a big UFO, show it off during their introduction, and the aliens come out of this ghetto-looking cage. The only that that make their entrance cool was that they threw green balloons out of the cage as they exited, haha.
The Tug of War returned, and this time the Seniors beat the Sophmores. Then the Seniors beat the Juniors, and the Sophmores beat the Freshmen. It was funny though, becuase the Freshmen were putting up a good fight until about five people in the back slipped. Dustin commented, “Who put these bananas here?!” To which I replied, “More like, ‘WHO put these WEAK PEOPLE here?!’” Good times, haha. I used the Intermission to buy a Vietnamese sandwich from the Martial Art Club and some drinks for Dustin and I. Honestly, $4 a sandwich sounded unreasonable, but Eddie, Marcus, and Eddie’s brother were the ones representing the Club, so I felt compelled to buy, hahaha. I got to talk a lot with Cassandra, and I got to say “Hi” to a bunch of people I saw coming in, but couldn’t shout to them over the noise. It was nice talking to Cassandra after such a long time. We need to hang out more often, .
The Junior skit was amazing. The lost city of Atlantis. Two people find it, a guy and a girl, the guy being evil and the girl only a little bit. In their story, it wasn’t the Gods who punished Atlantis to the bottom of the ocean, but it was the King of Atlantis who decided to do so to keep Atlantis free from the corruption of the outside world. The girl distracts the Prince of Atlantis, who is still a naive ruler of Atlantis, and the guy steals the trident. The awesome moment of course being that the guy used a Nerf Maverick to do so, haha. The guy takes ove Atlantis, and sways half of the army to join him since he has the trident and plans on rising Atlantis. The girl’s decpeiton is revealed, but she had no idea what the guy was planning on doing. That seems very weired to me since she agreed to distract the Prince, but anyways. There was an utterly awesome fight scene set to, get this, LINKIN PARK. I was among the many who shouted my approval at the music. It had been so long since I’ve heard it used at Battle/Fantastics. The girl kills the guy with the gun, but the Prince doesn’t forgive her for her betrayal. He leaves her with the broken trident and lets Atlantis sink to the ground. The story and the dancing was amazing, not to mention their costume work. All the guys had wore like, shorts, and shoulder-covering cloth, thereby exposing their legs and bodies. Dude, they were all hella thin, and so were the girls, only that the girls wore black tank-tops to cover their stomachs. Also, every Atlantian had these intricate patterns painted on them, which I found to be a sign of hard work.
But the Seniors definitely blew it away. There are no words. Seriously, go watch it. Notable events include: Hercules actually getting slapped hella loud, Zeus flexing and dramatically posing all the damn time, the sound went out, but you could hear Hades’ evil laugh, and some amazing dancing. Just look for the video from the guy that I linked above. If you get a message that says “Video not available,” just hit the HQ button, and it should come up. I know I’m kind of cheating here, but I’m tired, haha.
I hung out with Cassandra some more, who decided to sit with me on the Seniors side after the Intermission (she was sitting with the Sophmores before). Oh yeah, the obstacle course event, the Seniors utterly failed at haha. The person in charge of tossing a mini-frisbee into a container thing couldn’t do it. But the “On-the-box” event where you try to fit as many people on a platform as you can, the scores from Freshman to Seniors went, 87, 88, 88, 102. Also, for “Who is the loudest,” we had people with cowbells and trumpets for our the Seniors, hahaha. Naturally the Seniors won overall.
I helped clean up some, and took home one of the Senior’s Hydra head props. They were just going to throw them away, haha. Haha, it’s weird that I don’t go to my own Fantastics when I do for SC and EV. Honestly, I don’t have much pride in my school as a whole. I like my friends and my teachers, but not the school as a whole, lol. I don’tknow what it is, I just don’t. My brother, who went to ST, was like, “If you don’t have any ST pride, why did you go there?” Honestly, I like going, I just don’t get any sense of achievement form being a part of ST. I do have pride in 09 though, as it extends throughout all schools.
Well, I got homework to get to. Look up the videos people! You do not want to miss it.
Feeling kind of tired, so I’ll keep this simple. I finally decided to check my admission status to UCLA and UCSD online, to which I discovered I did not get into either. The options left to me then are University of the Pacific, UC Davic, UC Santa Cruz, and San Jose State University. I’m mostly leaning towards UoP and UCD, but I’d have to visit these schools to get a good idea about which one I want to go it.
I feel so automatic these days. I’m just shifting through, doing what I need to do without thinking. It’s like the narrator from Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man. Speaking of which, listening to the lyrics of “You’re going to go far, kid” by the Offspring also reminds me of said person. Haha, the early onsets of Lemco vision.
When I got home, I was very hungry. I didn’t have lunch or breakfast today, so when I got home from school I had a late lunch. I ate what I felt to be a good deal of food, but then was shocked to find that I was still hungry. I knew better than to keep eating though, so I went into my room for Monster Hunter Freedom 2 and other assorted Internet surfing. Luckily for me, I didn’t nap today. However, I felt very strange during dinner. My mom got stuck at work late, so we waited until 8:00 PM to eat dinner. First of all, I was eating very slowly. I was almost done with my first bowl by the time my sisters had finished eating. Also, I usually eat two bowls of rice, but today I found that I had to push myself to finish one. It’s not that I was full either. I was just not motivated to eat.
I felt very much like I did the time I depressed myself in trying to come up with a story long ago. I’m not kidding when I say this: I had to remind myself there was nothing to cry about to stop from tearing up at the dinner table. I don’t even know why either.
I find that I am listening to more music, but not much. It’s just all very weird, haha. Sigh.
I don’t know why, but my appetite and general cravings for sweets and sugar have increased. I feel like I’m doing things differently than how I normally do things, but I can’t really give any examples of what I mean. I just feel like what I do and how I progress through the day aren’t my original ways of doing things. It’s pretty weird.
Today (I mean the 22nd) my sister Elaine had her engagement party. Throughout the week we were preparing for it, most notably Saturday. More of the same of moving crap out, and then having to move crap back into the TV room. Get out the folding chairs and the plastic chairs, clean them, and etc.
French class is killing me, haha. So many effing projects keep piling up, one after another. The most pressing one would be the Count of Monte Cristo reading. First of all, we have to read and answer the questions at the end of each chapter, then in preparation for an upcoming video project, we need to write out summaries of the chapters for ourselves to build the script for said video project. We need to make a video summarizing the tale, but also make it simple enough for French 3 to understand. I didn’t really notice until Alan Almario said it, but this year’s French 3 as a while really sucks. They aren’t nearly as smart nor as disciplined as we were last year. There are some good kids in the mix, but the majority sucks. On top of that, we have to teach these French 3 kinds about a new form of past tense. We have to prepare a lesson plan, a homework assignment, and some kind of game? That’s too much. Not to mention the extra hours of French work I need to put in for “Le Contrat.” And of course, the absolute final of the year will be a 1-on-1 conversation with Madame herself, something I’m not looking forward to at all. The class is killing me, haha. It deserves saying twice.
I’ve been playing a lot of Monster Hunter Freedom 2 recently. I’m not sure If I’ve blogged about it before, but I’m complaining less about being a bow-wielder now. Sure my damage is terrible, but I’m able to make up for it by not getting hit as much as others. I still would rather play with friends most of the time, but solo play isn’t so bad. This is just what I need, haha, more time eaters. <_<
I’m still finding it difficult to avoid napping. Sigh.
Oh yeah, I pulled an all-nighter Wednesday night for my Creative Writing class. Thursday was the due date of our Chapbook project, the punctuation of our poetry unit. We had to select 10 poems that we had written and compile them in a handmade, handbound book. I am pretty goddamn proud of my cover and poems haha. Of the pages, the binding, and the artwork? Not so much. I’ll probably put my poems onto the blog or something. Maybe I should make a FictionPress account. The main reason the Chapbook took so long was that as I typed my poems, I realized I wasn’t truly satisfied with about 3 of them. So I had to write 3 new poems right there, and I must say I love what I came up with. Especially the one titled, Teresa’s Sonnet. I’ll put it up sometime haha.
Sigh, my school days are sandwiched between sadness haha. I start the day with French, and end with Government. This week Madame was gone with the IRC kids to NY for a conference, but it didn’t help me stop dreading French. Government? I just don’t understand how its possible to be so fixated on Thomas Jefferson’s personal life. It makes no sense.
You know what? I now know why things have been feeling different. It feels as though I’m running away. Not just from the looming beast of French work, but from something in general. It’s kinda like the guy from Okkusenman. I’ve also noticed my growing urge to get moving, especially aggressively. I just feel that I need to like, fight off whatever is making feel like this, you know?
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