I tried to start on the AP World History summer homework, but it just didn't work out. ):  I'm still trying!

Who the hell is the artist in this version of  "Lao Shu Ai Da Mi"?! I need to know!!

"Viva La Vida" by Coldplay has been replayed too many times today, but I can't stop. I love it!

I'm getting sleepy again.

No meet tomorrow, so I'm free. Though I'd much rather have a meet, because I have nothing to do without one. Practice today was pretty easy. And a bit funny near the end. We got out early, and coach (or someone) bought donuts for us, and since Jaelien can't eat donuts in fear of eggs and i don't like donuts, we took our share and gave it to Xavier. So in addition to his two, he got Jaelien's, one from Vicky, and three from me (we were only supposed to take two, but what the heck, it doesn't matter).

5 gum isn't tasting as good as it did before, during the school year in Physics with my seatmates.

I was gobbling down Pinkys like there was no tomorrow. Which is why I now have 5 gum to stop me!

I didn't post a gazillion times today! But the day isn't over yet...I'll try my best to restrain myself. Well, it shouldn't matter if I have nothing to say.

Facebook addicted once again. DD:

I wasted another day(and another entry), not that that should come as a surprise. I need to do something productive. I have been trying with the APWH tarea. To no avail as stated at the very beginning of this entry.

EDIT: The link isn't working...

and sarcasm too. I used to be the queen of sarcasm (at Quimby! No, it wasn't my official title). I rarely use it anymore. I wonder what happened.

On Tuesday, my uncle brought my mom, bro, grandma, and I out to eat at T.K.Noodle(s). I'm so used to eating at that place, and I always order the same thing(because nothing else looks appetizing), so now it's blah. Then we went to Santana Row and Valley Fair. I was reluctant, but I knew I couldn't change their minds. But, wow, Santana Row, it's so high-class? And expensive, almost glamorous. I felt so out of place there, extra self-conscious and a bit overwhelmed. Not so much overwhelmed though.

Yesterday, I went to iateeyou's house(or her parent's house because technically, it's not hers, but that's the phrase normally used, so...) to bake rice krispies. It was her idea and only her idea. It was like that time I went over to help her bake that cake for Martino. She has so much junk food; it's unbelievable. And because of the excessive junk food, I eat a lot when I go over, only because I'm deprived of it at home. She wants me to get fat; she wants me to get fatter than her so she won't feel as bad about herself. I'm cruel. Anyway, her brother can cook better than she can. His brownies were gooooooooood, as opposed to her dead rice krispies that Martino claims I like based on absolutely nothing. I did help her make them, but her inept baking skills overpower my awesomeness so they turned out bad. But my mom actually likes them. Maybe she's just too nice. Or maybe she's been deprived of sweets for too long. I say the latter.

So, I didn't get into summer school for Alg.II. I guess I'll have to take it next year...that kind of sucks. But I don't mind too much...or do I? Am I going to really regret not getting in next year? My junior year? My senior year? I guess I can't regret it as much since I tried to get in and they just didn't admit me.

I played Halo again!!! It's been around 2-3 years since I played the Xbox. I love Halo as in the first one. I don't really like Halo 2, and I've never played Halo 3. But I think I'm going to play Halo 2 just so I can hear Breaking Benjamin's "Blow Away". :DDD

I've gotten back into Sudoku. ((: I've yet to clean my desk and room. I've started watching House M.D. and I like it.
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Sometimes, when I talk to him, everything is just great. We're having a normal conversation, we have things to say, and nothing feels awkward or forced. It feels like he's really there for me, like a true friend. He gives great advice and warm words that touch me deep down. And it's all good. but, other times, it's like he doesn't even care. I say something, and it takes him ages to reply. And he's not away. Maybe he just doesn't want to talk to me, or maybe he really is away; I don't know. And I don't want to ask; it'll just make me seem more needy, dependent. And that's when I question our friendship. I wonder if he really cares, of if he just puts me in the back burner and uses me as a last resort. Actually, this isn't just one person; there are two friends of mine that are like this, one more so than the other. But nonetheless, they're both like that. It's depressing. I really feel that we are friends, real friends, but sometimes everything just points in the opposite direction. And i want to be good friends with them. One I've known since fifth grade and the other since fourth or seventh, but that doesn't really matter. They've both made a great impact on my life; they have both been a big help in my times of need and they can make me smile even in my times of despair. It's really nice having them here and knowing that they're there for me, but I don't really know anymore.

I'm a frequent headache-getter. I hate it. My head feels like it's pounding itself dead. I probably have a cold too.

I planned on waking up at 5:30. I overslept, and my mom woke me up at 6:15. -_-' But when I got there, only a few people were there. And they told me that practice actually startsat 6:45, not 6:30 like last year. That's a whole 15 minutes less of swimming. DDD: I WANT THOSE 15 MINUTES BACK. And today, Nick gave us a freaking long and utterly pointless pep talk about our meet on Saturday that consisted of blah, blah, and blah. All these talks that he gives us makes me wonder how much of it he really means. Scott and I decided that maybe he writes out these speeches and memorizes them before coming to practice. And then, since he coaches different age groups, he changes the words around for the younger kids so he doesn't get repetitive. I digress. When he gives his speeches, it seems like it's supposed to encourage us and boost our ego and make us feel better, but in actuality, it's just words that go in through one ear and out the other. At least, that's what happens for me.

And he talked for so long and it was freezing and I was in a T-shirt and shorts, and that's probably how i got my headache and cold.

After a week of no swimming, it feels great to back in the water. We have another meet this Saturday against Encore. i don't think Martina is going to back for this one, but it's okay. We'll be able to win without him. He couldn't find Pinky!! )))): I wanted the Cola ones.

So, I basically cleaned out my clothes dresser, and it feels good to be rid of the multitude of clothes that I don't wear but have been in my closet for ages. I really need a new dresser; the bottoms of the top two have lost their strength and cave down.