Poo Blogspot. Sad fact.

Hm, I wonder how I add pictures. There's no upload place. Also, there's no Underline option. Maybe, just maybe, Xanga was my one and only.

But the thing is: I can walk into your life whenever I want; I can also leave whenever I want. Same with you.

Skin vs. Yucky Drink

The title pretty much says it all. Would you rather have normal teenage acne skin, or drink a cup of some yucky fruit/vege. blend smoothie every morning?

I thought I could handle it but I ... can't. Gross. Pukey pukey.

Chinese School

is hecka chill. & awesome. & nothing at all like our ghetto Viet school. (I'm sorry! I HAD to admit the truth sometime!)

Surprised Tam, but instead, she surprised us by ditching us to go to a doctor's appointment like... 5 minutes after seeing her?! <3 oh well. EJMTZ time is always worth it. Even if it's only for a second. (Too bad we didn't get into formation. Like that's ever possible...)

I didn't know so many people had Chinese school! Kirby Boy! Stephanie Ju! Alvin from English! Ashley (Zhiming's friend)! Oh yeah... I think I waved to a Fiona-like person, but I don't think she saw me.

J & Z are still (DUH) awkward. But I really tried. & I think it's getting... 1 percent better? Now all we have to do is get together 99 more times and then it'll be healed? HAH. I wish.

Let's see. Chinese school isn't even a school. It's like a COMMUNITY. Parents actually stay and converse with one another. They TaiChi together. Dance together. Badminton together. Bring food for one another. GEEZUS. Makes us Viets look so bad!

<3Forever&ever&always in my heart, EJMTZ.

Another Blogspot Error?

Oh boy. Blogspot is just ruining its bloggingness. What happened to the formatting toolbar? I can't make bullets. I can't change my font. Did I do something wrong? Or is Blogspot just malfunctioning? *Sigh...

Bark in the Park, basically.

My future dog, named Disco!

My family came out to visit me! <3

Anna's artwork on Jessica's hand.
A walrus chef?

Crystal? Izzle? HAZEL!

Gangsta'!

Ninja!

<3 our new closet!

Playing "20 Questions" with Paula, trying to guess her eye-candies... and then Danica interrupts, "IS IT BROWN?!" Ahaha. Cracked up on the floor like crazy. Danica didn't get the joke 'til we explained it to her on Saturday. <3 style="font-weight: bold;">Delamere subbed for Keuter. I thought her name was hysterical, but Butthead though otherwise. For those of you who aren't francais(e), that means "from the mother"! :D

Bark-in-the-Park on Saturday:

• Saw a mini terrier spazz out on the floor. Literally. Like, having a seizure or something, but a minute later, it returned back to its normal position. SPASM! (Remember, Paula?)
• Saw sheep/goats/sheep get herded by a dog 10x smaller than them. How sad.
• Saw freaking Christine! Maniac-hugged her for a while, helped her find her Sixers (but failed), & figured out that she loves big dogs. Myfuturedog>yours!
• :) Helped register dogs. ("People are free!" x_O" right.)
• Got a teensy bit red & they (my mother/partner-in-crime Jessica & my mother/princess Anna) thought I was gonna pass out, so they made me sit down and rest. Thank you, madres! But I was fine... really!
• Fed this big, drooling dog the last two pieces of my sandwich, because her owner let me.
• Rejoiced avec Tam avec Jessica & she said she'd call back, but never did.
• Just hung about until parents picked me up.

Sunday was shopping madness. A.k.a. the day I went psycho sick. However, this one dress, which I thought I would never wear in a million years, but my mother persuaded me into it, made me look beautiful, mature-wise, for once & I felt like attending a prom or some grand event, but in the end, I decided I didn't want it, just because.

• I almost forgot: Daniel, you better prepare for your beautiful looking fingers again! I swear I'll redo them next time we go to an event involving pens!

Life is like a box of crayons.

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8-color boxes, but what you’re really looking for are the 64-color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64-color box, though I’ve got a few missing. It’s okay though, because I’ve got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet 8-color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation…so when I meet someone who’s an 8-color type, I’m like, “Hey girl, magenta! and she’s like “oh, you mean purple!” and she goes off on her purple thing, and I’m like “no- I want magenta! -JOHN MAYER

I'm Not Giving Up On You.

Haha, she's right. There's always something better for us to do rather than blog, but the thing is... I can't give up like you did.

A Flaw in Blogspot

Cute, eh? I fell in love with this picture the moment I laidmy eyes on it.

I have been currently loving my new blog life... until I found one stupid flaw. How do they not have those @insertnamehere, like Xanga does? Y'know, how you comment back to people and they actually KNOW that you replied back. Darnde Estada. Maybe I'm just too stupid to figure it out. Poopers.

@Denial: Um, yes my lantern was poked in a phone plug outlet. ONLY because I couldn't find anywhere else to keep it and it fit perfectly! We don't use the phone plug anymore though, so you can relax. :) Thank you for loving my writing style! The Snoopy cookie I ate was actually quite delicious and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Wow, do I sound British. I see you were checking my grammar. GRAZIE!

@AngryBunniez: I tried going vegetarian, but it was too hard making my mom cook two meals per night (my family refused to go vegetarian with me), so I'll wait 'til I'm in college until I go vegetarian, but mark my words: I dislike celery (period). & yes, I believe you can follow the philosophy as well.

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and
those who matter don't mind."

^Man, after all these years, I'm still loving Dr. Suess.

A List of Thoughts

I wore my Snoopy sweater today, so in commemoration of that:

Yum.

My new philosophy: Dreams come true. Laugh everyday. To be true is to be yourself. Reach for the stars. Think happy thoughts. Keep smiling. Love.

• I hate the fact that I have no control over my body when I hear the beats of music. (Don't you, too, walk to the rhythm of the sound or break out into dance?)


• Madame Beaupre is very attracted to the word "Facebook". She's said it almost 10 times and it's only been 3 weeks of school. I wouldn't be surprised if she had a Facebook!


• Sometimes old people are considered cute. In terms of Mr. Keuter, NO WAY JOSE. Je n'aime pas lui. Je regrette.


• I love the feel of a wet tissue paper. Try it!
  
• My new way of school is: I'll glady talk if I have to (I might even volunteer once or twice), but if I have a choice, I won't want to.


• I just finished Sisters by Danielle Steel. It's a very good book, in terms of... chick-flickiness.


• My next book is Can You Keep a Secret? by Sophie Kinsella.


• I despise celery and all family members of the vegetable.

Lanterns

I always loved lanterns. Really, I do. Especially the fact that it connects with my heritage and allathat on Tet Trung Thu (a.k.a the Moon Festival). So, for my Vietnamese School today, all the teacher assistants were required to make lanterns to participate and teach their students how to make it and allathat.

I originally was going with a much simpler plan, until my mom said I should create one FULLY OUT OF SCRATCH. So, I did. I paper-mached a balloon and let's just say: it was a whole bunch of stress and family fun put together. Stress = my mommy's head is fully of ideas, and sometimes, for the worse. She kept adding more and more ideas, while me and Daddy exchanged nervous glances and sighs. Oh well, whatever to keep the Majesty happy. & the fun part? We all sparkled. Glitter!

So, the lantern was supposed to be about the celebration of that holiday and had to have a "meaning" to it. When I came to school, here's the LOL part, some guy made a BATMAN lantern. Like, literally, it was about 3 feet tall and was in the cutout shape of Batman and it had the bat sign and everything. It looked more like a Halloween pinata, if you ask me, but he was pretty awesome to have made that in general. Pretty awesome, indeed. Too bad I didn't have my camera. Maybe I'll ask him for a picture. Maybe I'll take a picture next week.

Leave me comments! I get happy when praised; happier when you point out my flaws, so I can improve.

Why I Am So Happy Today

I just made a new blog. (& hoping that Blogspot>Xanga!)

1. I just finished using the restroom.
   
2. I'm munching on a pig pastry right now.
   
3. I have NO homework!
   
4. It's FRIDAY!
   
5. I just got my books from the library.

& it's going to get better, because I'm off to read in my favorite spot in the house! Yay for relaxation!

Peace out!