The Good Moments.

These are the moments I dont wanna forget cause their just too funny and fun.
All I can recall recently was the time when me and Jessica and Joanna were release from school early because of clinicals so we went to Pioneer and walked around. When we sat down to eat, I chose Cajun Kitchen and Jessica chose McDonalds and Joanna already ate so she just sat down with us. I went and got more soy sauce to add to my noodles and i only ripped a small whole on it. Because of that, little came out so I was putting so much pressure on it so more could come out and then it squirted on the left of Joanna and made a path on the floor. Some got on her backpack. We were laughing so much x]

Another time, was when W. drooled during volunteering at Hospice and it was so hilarious, cause he was just talking and then drool just drooped down. And then L. came and and said W. did you spill hand sanitizer again? x]

Today, I went to the mall with B. and all the friends, and I knew J.'s ex was supposed to come, there was one guy in the bunch I didn't recognized, so I thought it was her ex because I haven't seen him in over a year. I told her to come by and whipsered in her ear. "He looks so much thinner, and cuter!" She replied, "Really? He looks the same to me." And I said, " nooo, he isn't wearing glasses, his face is thinner." And She just looked at me with a question mark. Then I turned my head and looked at him once more and I guess she saw my glance so she whispered in my ear once more, "Thats G.'s little brother, its not really him." O_O We just started cracking up.

Earlier that day, me and J.R bet each other on which way would get us back to Caliese's class faster from the cafeteria, then when we raced, I ran and ran, when I finally got there she was there just sitting on the desk outside class waiting for me. I fell to the ground tired and laughing. It was just like those moments you can't help but laugh. These are the moments I want to remember to put me in a good mood.

(I used initials cause I didn't want to expose names. )

New Year

I love the holidays, no school, no stress, no staying up late! And a new year, new beginnings, new grades, new movies oh i just cant wait for those! New goals, and new ambitions.

BIGGEST PET PEAVE

Being called Lizzie! I'm not use to it and its fucking annoying cause I always think back to Lizzie Mcguire, I mean I like the show a lot but I'm not some blonde chick who has a cartoon for a mind!

Thoughts.

I think when people say teenager is like the toughest time I think their right about that. I like to quote Zach Braff, "I have a theory that the body matures at the teen ages and the mind matures in their 20s." I just wish people grew up and became a little bit more mature. I guess I can't ask for that since we're all still in high school, so all I can do is just live past that. I wanted this year to be no distractions but they still come to you. Its just unavoidable. School is hard enough but life has to step in too? Gosh I've been watching this show called Glee and its so good, its a musical but its better than high school musical by far! It punched high school musical in the stomach and took its lunch money! Glee is a group of outcasts mostly that join together to sing. But their lives are all different, trust me it just gets good and I wish our school had a glee club. They all seem so close and there for each other, like a family outside of your family. Someone you can actually come talk to about something you just can't tell your family or teachers. I've been lazy haven't been doing blogs. But we all gotta vent sometimes I guess.

Major Pet Peeves

• Asking for help in homework even though you didn't even attempt to do it, just cause you need someone to copy off of.
• Strangers talking to me and adding me randomly. Talk about creepy!!!
• Talking or aiming me everyday even when you sometimes get the vibe I dont really want to talk to you, you still go ahead and text me and call me.
• When people say asian words I can't understand.
• Using people.
• Going overboard with jokes, we get it already! Don't need to say it over and over again, maybe we're tired of hearing it.
• Forcing me into doing something I didn't want to do in the first place. Even if it is for my own good or something.
• Giving me rude attitudes just cause your in a bad mood.
• Just plainly giving me rude attitudes when I didn't do anything.
• Thinking I can't do it just because of my recent progress, not believing in me and telling me to quit.
• Emo people even when their life isn't really THAT BAD compared to like other REAL problems in the world.
• People with attitudes who think their too good for others and act like it when clearly their not.
• Liers.
• Parents who always side with their kids even if the kid is wrong sometimes.
• People who ALWAYS have to be right even though sometimes they really don't have to be.
• People who tell you their problems but they can't listen to yours.
• Telling people things that don't need to be said in the first place and maybe they should mind their own business about it too!
• People who gloat too much. ( even though I know I do sometimes too but I'm trying not too anymore.)
• Bad school photographers that turn your school pictures shitty when they come out.
• Teachers that don't really prepare you for a test but gives you one anyways.
• OMG Teachers who matter about 89.99 percent stuff and gives you a stupid B about it.
• Talking anything negative about my parents or includes my parents.
• Books made into movies but where they change and fuck up the original story of the book. (aka. Twilight, My sister's keeper, etc.)
• Cocky people.
• Whites thinking their black.
• William Beckett Married.
• Forgetting something you really want to remember.
• Swollowing gum.
• People not respecting your bubble.
• People who think their religion is superior than yours.
• Long reading assignments.
• Not going over the homework when you really don't understand it.
• Waking up early in the morning.
• Randomly creepy old men trying to talk and start a conversation with me.
• People that constantly ask you for money in the streets and telling you, you look good today.
• Hannah Montanna or Miley being huge at the moment.
• All the cancelled good shows in the old days.
• Talking about Twilight ( News flash people, its not the best movie/book in the world, the author can't even write that good, she just knows what teenage girls like these days.)
• Stealing ideas and not giving credit to who deserves it.
• Awkward moments in person, aim, or phone. Especially aim when the conversation dies and they just leave you hanging with a "haha" or a "yeah" and you just feel totally boring to them or something. Idk maybe they don't want to talk or like to talk at the moment, so maybe they shouldn't have aimed you in the first place! But still, I hate it when someone gives you the cold shoulder.

(I can't think of anymore to say if you have something that is commonly annoying, tell me! If I agree I'll add it to this list.)

The White Dress

(I have to warn you, its a little bit spooky! Creepiest thing too! I tried to upload the picture to you show you guys the white dress but it won't work and everytime I tried my internet shuts off.)

Written by Richard and Judy Dockrey Young

It was the night before the senior prom, and one girl didn’t have a dress to wear. She was poor and lived in a section of town where there were many immigrants from Haiti and other islands in the Caribbean Sea.
She had gone to the neighborhood funeral parlor that same day to pay her respects to the remains of an elderly neighbor. While she was in the funeral home, she had seen a young girl about her age and size lying in state in a casket in one of the many rooms, which she had entered by mistake. As she looked down at the casket, she noticed that the dress was very pretty and brand new. It had been bought just for the burial.
While she was in the room, the funeral director came in and said it was time to close the casket. He sealed it with a big key – kind of like a wrench – and said that the casket would remain closed from then on, and that the burial would take place the next morning.
After the director left, the girl went on down the hall to the room where her dead neighbor was laid out. While she was in the room paying her respects, she heard a lot of crying and wailing down the hall. Someone had collapsed with grief in one of the rooms, and everyone, including the funeral director, ran down the hall to help that family.
As the girl ran by the room with the sealed casket, she had an idea. She went into the room, opened the sealed casket with the huge curved wrench, and quickly slid the white dress off the girl. She put the key back in the socket and the casket lid and sealed the lid again. Stuffing the white dress into her school bag, she slipped out past the room where all the crying was coming from.
The next night, she put on the dead girl’s white dress and went to the dance.

As she danced with several different boys she knew, her joints began to get kind of stiff. As time went by, her muscles began to stiffen, and she began to walk and dance awkwardly. She thought maybe there was something wrong with the dress, so she went into the girl’s restroom and slipped into a stall. She took off the dress and searched all over it, but couldn’t find anything wrong with it. So she put it back on.
As she danced, she became colder and stiffer until she was as stiff as a board. The ambulance was called, and she was rushed to a hospital. The doctors pronounced her dead – but she was alive! She could hear every word everyone said, and see everything that was happening. She just couldn’t move or speak.
Soon, she was lying in state in the same funeral parlor, with her family and friends coming by and crying. She tried to move or cry out, but she couldn’t.

The funeral director came in and closed the lid on her casket. And the next day, the casket was taken to the graveyard. And she could hear the gravediggers working: “Did you hear what happened at the funeral home this morning?” said one of them. “No, what?” said the other as they threw shovel fulls of dirt onto her casket. “A young mortician’s assistant heard a knocking sound in one of the caskets. Well, he opened it up, and a young girl in a slip climbed out. She said she’d been the victim of a voodoo ritual. Someone had given her a dress dusted with that zombie powder, so she seemed dead when she wasn’t.”
“Huh,” said the first gravedigger. “I wonder what happened to that dress.”
And then the girl couldn’t hear anything else….
- THE END -

New School Year

So the school year is about to start and I'm already a junior, no one ever told us that high school speeds by this fast. Next year we'll all be seniors, then when college comes, we'll forget our friends, all the stuff we learned probably, and everything just moves forward. I think that I'm still on pause, I honestly don't know what to do when college ends, I don't know what I wanna be for my profession. I have no passion for anything right now, no talent, no set-on goal. I'm just sitting back and seeing everybody doing what they love. I'm not even sure what college I wanna go to. When I think about it, I'm not sure if there is a career I would enjoy doing for the rest of my life. This year I just wanna make one goal to myself. I want to stop caring what people say or do. I want to stop thinking about those things and getting involved, I'm wanna focus on my problems, study, and find out about myself these last two years of high school. I did say I want to, not that I will, when people say they will and they don't do it, it just looks silly to me, I want to say that I plan to work on it. Forget about boys and gossip for a couple of years and just focus on setting out my future first. So if these last two years came by this fast, I sure hope it slows down a bit these last two years of high school.

Fmylife

Thought it was an interesting fml statement, just had to share it :)
"Today I woke up and its my birthday, my wife didnt say anything, just left a note at home telling me she took the kids, I checked the answering machine to see if any of my relatives left me a birthday greeting, turns out my mom asked me if I could run some errands for her only. I went to work and people just pasted me by without saying anything, I felt forgotten. While I was working my secretary came in and told me happy birthday, she was the only one that remembered, she said it was a nice day and that we should take a walk in the park. So we did, and thats when she asked me to go back with her to her apartment, she said she had a birthday present for me. I came by and she gave me some champagne, she told me to sit at the bed and wait for her. I wasn's sure if I should go through with it, I could tell something was up. Then all of a sudden I hear a big happy birthday and my whole family was there, my wife, my kids, my parents and all the workers, and the boss. My secretary said surprise! And they all stared at me, there I was naked in bed. fml."

Tennis Incident the SECOND time

So one day me and Joanna decided to play tennis together, John was supposed to come but he came late. And it was at mt.Tabors where the courts we're filled, we waited until someone gave up their courts for us. We saw the old man that took a picture of us last time and we just steer away from eye contact. A couple told us they were finishing up so we could have their court in about 15 minutes. Afterwards the old man stopped playing and told us to come to their courts, we took our time coming there, hoping they'll leave by the time we get there. When we do that old man still sat on the bench and didn't leave, all this teammates and the other people that accompanied him already left and took their bikes but him. Joanna tried to call John to see if he was coming and I just stood next to her, the old man started walking towards us. Inside my stomach, it ached, I thought to myself 'did he recognize us from last time, and is he walking up to start a conversation with us again?' He came up and had a big old grin on his face, he wore glasses and was very tall for an old man, he looked more in his 60-70s. He asked us what time it was and I told him I didn't know, he then kept asking, "well doesn't she have it on her phone?"(Joanna) I answered "yeah, but she's talking on the phone, it would be rude." Then he asked me, what time did you get here then, and I told him, we waited for awhile so I lost track of time now. Then he exited away and we were relieved. The other day we played tennis and the penis game with Mike and Jenny this time, everytime you hit the ball you have to say penis and it gets louder the more the ball is hit. It was funny when people started staring at us but it changed things up in tennis and made it less boring than usual.

Angela's Ashes Chapter 8 section

(If you don't know, Frank McCourt has been diagnosed with Typhoid Fever and is sent to the hospital, very funny scene in the hospitcal I thought I'd like to share.)
"I fall asleep. Mam is gone when I wake but there's movement in the room and it's the priest, Father Gorey, from the Confraternity saying Mass at the table in the corner. I drift off again and now they're waking me up and pulling down the bedclothes. Father Gorey is touching me with oil and praying in Latin. I know it's Extreme Unction and that means I'm going to die and I don't care. They wake me again to recieve Communion. I don't want it, I'm afraid I might get sick. I keep the wafer on my tongue and fall asleep and when I wake up again it's gone.

I'ts dark and Dr. Campbell is sitting by my bed. He's holding my wrist and looking at his watch. He has red hair and glasses and he always smiles when he talks to me. He sits now and hums and looks out the window. His eyes close and he snores a little. He tilts over on the chair and farts and smiles to himself and I know now I'm going to get better because doctors would never fart in the presence of a dying boy." -Frank McCourt

-Again, Leve a comment on what you think, I laughed like crazy at this scene!

Angela's Ashes Chapter 7 section

"I'm nine years old and I have a pal, Mickey Spellacy, whose relations are dropping one by one of the galloping consumption. I envy Mickey because every time someone dies in his family he gets a week off from school and his mother stitches a black diamond patch on his sleeve so that he can wander from lane to lane and street to street and people will know he has the grief and pat his head and give him money and sweets for his sorrow.
But this summer Mickey is worried. His sister, Brenda, is wasting away with the consumption and it's only August and if she dies before September he won't get his week off from school because you can't get a week off from school when there's no school. He comes to Billy Campbell and me to ask if we'll go around the corner to St. Joseph's Church and pray for Brenda to hang on till September.
What's in it for us, Mickey, if we go around the corner praying?
Well, if Brenda hangs on and I get me week off ye can come to the wake and have ham and cheese and cake and sherry and lemonade and everything and ye can listen to the songs and stories all night.
Who could say no to that? There's nothing like a wake for having a good time. We trot around the church where they have statues of St. Joseph himself as well as the Sacred Heart of Jesus, the Virgin Mary and St. Therese of Lisieux, the Little Flower. I pray to the Little Flower because she died of the consumption herself and she'd understand.
One of our prayers must have been powerful because Brenda stays alive and doesn't die till the second day of school. We tell Mickey we're sorry for his troubles but he's delighted with his week off and he gets the black diamond patch which will bring the money and sweets.
My mouth is watering at the thought of the feast at Brenda's wake. Billy knocks on the door and there's Mickey's aunt. Well?
We came to say a prayer for Brenda and Mickey said we could come to the wake.
She yells, Mickey!
What?
Come here. Did you tell this gang they could come to your sister's wake?
No.
But, Mickey, you promised...
She slams the door in our faces. We don't know what to do till Billy Campbell says, We'll go back to St. Joseph's and pray that from now on everyone in Mickey Spellacy's family will die in the middle of the summer and he'll never get a day off from school for the rest of his life.
One of our prayers is surely powerful because next summer Mickey himself is carried off by the galloping consumption and he doesn't get a day off from school and that will surely teach him a lesson." -Frank McCourt


-Leave me a comment on what you think of the story! I'd love to read your reaction or response to it!

+ to the candles

I'd like to thank everybody who wished me a happy birthday. if there are reasons when you couldn't make it, I should've understood and be cool with it. The fact that you remembered should've been enough for me. I thought that I was never gonna be like those girls on sweet sixteen acting all spoiled just for their birthday because its the biggest birthday a teen could have. But I was on the borderline of that. And I am gratefully sorry. I should've understood. I guess over the years I stopped celebrating it but when I finally did this year. I wanted not a repeat of my 13th birthday. I wanted everything to be perfect. For everybody to have fun and like it. But I should've been considerate and understanding of what people had to do. My birthday isn't the most important thing in the world that they had to attend. Therefore I'm honestly sorry. Now I hope my 17th isn't a repeat of my 16th. haha, it'll be better!

Sixteen Candles

So today is my birthday, I'm finally turning the infamous 'sweet sixteen'. Yesterday I planned to have a little get together with friends at Denny's and most of my good friends came but the others had a tennis match, couldn't blame them but I really wanted them to come. I think I'm gonna bring the leftover cupcakes to tennis practice for the people who missed out that day. Anyways, the thing that got me pissed was, people decideding not to show up because their friends weren't there, and I really wanted them to come and get a free cup and just having them there for me would make me more happy than any present. I had a great time and the bestest present I got was from everybody just saying happy birthday because the fact that they remember and care enough to say it to me just makes me feel special and it makes me know that they do care. So Alysha, Nicole, Alexis, Erica, Jennifer, Wilson, Jenny, Joanna, Sandra, Janine and Emily all made it to my birthday party at Denny's and we had a fun time eating and then Vanny shows up with my gift, I love her so much just for coming and everybody coming. I love Joanna, Jenny, Wilson, Tabina and Mike for getting me this extrodinary gift, because usually people get you nice things. But that jacket was something I really wanted and knowing that they care to get me a gift I'd love is the best. I love Erica and Piaoling for that dress, it was so cute and I told them already that they didn't have to get me anything. I'm so happy for Tabina coming with me in the morning to drop off the cupcakes, I know it sucks she coudln't come but I know she wished me a happy birthday already and thats good enough. And thanks to everybody else for remembering. I don't usually like celebrating my birthday but this year, Nicole and Alysha convinced me to do it anyways. Nicole and Alysha came with me home and we had a slumber party, they got me a necklace of 1/3 of a heart that says 'friends' on it. Nicole kept the 'best' and Alysha kept the 'forever'. I had such a fun time and I thank everyone that wished me a happy birthday.

Inspired

So I could say these days of my life has been pretty crappy. I get it when some people's lives has its ups and downs, and so far for the past month its been down mostly. I don't usually have down days as much as this but I'm going through paranoia stuff happening and I know it shouldn't be that big of a deal but I really don't want to deal with this kind of stuff right now. I kind of always plan to avoid it, but I'm glad to get great advice from friends that are there for me. I learned to realize that life happens. People go through tougher times than anything I've ever dealt with and their able to make the best of their lives so why not me? I'd like to acknowledge one of Joanna Yan's quotes on her blog that I still believe to be true, "New things begin and old things end. But there will always be someone there for you, for you to vent to, for you to have an adventure with. You have to keep moving forward though, things fall apart so better things can fall in place."-Joanna Yan. So this sunday I went to church wearing sweat pants with my eyes half closed and half awaked. My parents like taking the 7 am church time and I'm always sleepy in there. But this sunday it was surprisingly interesting, they had a blind 22 year old girl and a blind 12 year old boy preform for us. The girl was singing and the boy played the piano and everybody in the church became tearful. I held back my tears but it did touch me, throughout the whole time in church I kept thinking about my problems, being selfish and not praying for others around me that could be going through worser things. I thought, "if these two kids can beat the odds and learn to sing and play the piano when their blind, I have the advantage that I'm not taking. I have good health, a good life, and a great family, what's there to complain about? I thought the most I can do is confront this person thats been the cause of my problems, and give the other one some space he might need, even though I really want to be friends with him, I've got to learn to let go. Also I recommand reading Angela's Ashes, the book has great closure through Frank McCourt's sad childhood. The hardship of a drunk father, poor mother, 3 other children to care for, and his dream to go to America.

In honor of Frank McCourt

To start off this blog my day was very tiring, I woke up very tired, I came to school half asleep, and when I got home I just couldn't wait to take a nap. When we played basketball in the gym for points, I made 4 3pointer shots, I was pretty happy with what I got and our team won twice. So after my nap I went to the library to volunteer, I started reading Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt and the librarian came up to me and tells me 'did you know he just died?' I was so shocked, he died this monday, the day I checked the book out...

Big coincidence, and I felt very bad, reading about how his childhood was and to just find out he just died made me feel so bad when I was reading his book. (For all of you readers who had Ms. Whitmore, you should know what book I'm talking about.) So Angela's Ashes is a autobiography of Frank's tragic childhood in Ireland and after reading just the first 30 pages of it, I was captivated by the book's use of grammer and interesting facts. Like the way he wrote the book sounds as if a professional child is telling you his story, not as if an adult was. And how his mother was born between New Year's eve and New Years, on new year's eve the head came out and then at the strike of midnight on New Years day, so did the rest of the body, so they didn't know exactly which day her birthday was. I found that fact very interesting and humerous. He died July 19th 2009 of Melanoma. Melanoma is a malignant tumor of melanocytes which are found predominantly in skin but also in the bowel and eye. Malignant melanoma is a serious type of skin cancer. It is due to uncontrolled growth of pigment cells, called melanocytes. I'm glad he got to live to 79 before he died and I hope he rests in peace.

2nd Semester of Spanish

So today was the first day of the second semester of spanish in the summer of 2009. I was surprised to see a lot of new kids in our class and especially a lot of cute guys! I'm not emotionally available for a relationship but its such bad timing that these cute guys decide to take spanish 2. So my teacher was repeating the rules for summer school to the new kids and since I was returning student I didn't have to listen, instead I picked my nails. And I don't know how it happened but one of that nail flings on Tabina's folder and the expression on her face was could make me laugh on and on for hours, she had a combination of a grossed out look with a 'what the heck is this?' look. Jenny looks over and so did Joanna they both didn't know why it was there. I look over and asked what they were all staring at. Tabina pointed to a fingernail on her folder and was grossed out by it. I laughed so hard but I tried to make it silent because I didn't want to attract attention. I told them I think its mine because I was picking my nails, its sort of a habit of mine, better than bitting nails, I just find that plain gross because you don't want to taste where your fingers have been.
So today at tennis, a certain person kinda got on my nerves but I didn't give much care towards it till I found out that same person gotten on my friends nerves too. It made me really curious to find out what's wrong with them, but I decided to just leave it alone. But other than the bad parts I'm looking forward to the new semester and my birthday!

My sunday 7/19/2009

I'm gonna try my best to make this short, so sundays I usually go to church then get home and watch marathons of either Beauty and the Geek or ANTM (America's Next Top Model). Instead we decided to stop by the mall in the afternoon, we ate at some noodle place. My famliy and I started talking about me getting a summer job, they don't like the idea but are OK with it, I told them how I wanted to work at Century 16, my mom tells me that their gonna make me clean bathrooms, I tell her that almost every teen job makes you clean bathrooms, she disagrees and says the most racist thing I've ever heard her say, she says "Thats what mexicans are for!" Haha well asian parents are pretty closed minded. So later that day we walked around the mall and I saw a group of friends dressed in Naruto costumes, I thought it was interesting, not something you see every day unless your near an anime convention. I took out my phone and tried to take a picture of it but I think they saw me so I started running. The picture above is my attempt of a picture of them. Hope you like it, although you can't really see much.

Tennis Incident

So this did happen awhile ago in the summer of 2009, but what happened was, me and my friend Joanna wanted to play tennis on this excrutiating hot day. She mentioned how mt.tabor's tennis courts were cool and had shade so we decided to go there after summer school. When we got there two old men in there 60s were there and asked if we wanted to play with them. We told them we were kinda bad and walked away. It was fine at first just playing but when we took a rest, one of the guys came over to refill his waterbottle and asked where we're from. I didn't have a problem so I just answered him, Joanna obviously did. My bad for answering for her, I just thought it might be rude to leave him hanging, the question didn't really offend me of some sort. Later when they decided to leave they rode their bikes to the exit but for some reason they chose the exit close to us? And when they were about to leave one of them picked up our ball and kept it and came over to us and asked our age. I was like uhhhhh...15? Joanna told me she wanted to ask how old he was but later he drove away. He stopped after he exited and was behind the fence, Joanna didn't notice but I was wondering why he stopped, did his bike get caught on something? When I looked over he took a picture of me and her on a DSLR or a SLR camera. I quickly turned my face away and when I stared up at Joanna she had her back to him, I thought she knew what he was doing beforehand. I wanted to act natural and not question him but I didn't want to be in the picture. Why the hell is some old guy taking a picture of a couple of girls he just met? Because he's a freaking creepy pedofile! I tell Joanna what happened and she freaked out over it. She told me she thinks she overheard them saying that their goal today was to play tennis with a girl. How creepy is that? We aren't planning to go back there anytime soon, and we sure hope his camera gets dropped on the way home or ran over by a car or something! I feel violated and disgusted!

Going to 24hour fitness w/ Joanna

I liked my day pretty much, this morning I was very lazy and watched T.V for awhlie. Afterwards I had to get dressed to volunteer at the library for the summer reading program. My partner and I pretty much played cards throughout the whole time, near the end some lady with her son who looks like he's in his 20s come in and ask to exchange coupons because they didn't know that the 'free rental at hollywood' only meant for old movies. I would've gladly taken it back and exchanged it, no harm done. But then the library assistant walks over and asks for the son's name to check on the computer if he really is part of the program (for all you guys that don't know, when working in the library summer reading program, your name has to be entered into a system for us to know that you are active on the game). The mother felt offended by the question like she thought we were accusing him of cheating or stealing, the library assistant assured that we just have to ask as a pre-caution, and they went on arguing till the mom came to me and yelled "are you gonna exchange the damn coupon or not?" I didn't know what to say, I would've done it but I knew i wasn't allowed. The library assitant went over to get her supervisor and the mother and the son left cussing. It was awkward and everybody was staring at me and my partner. After that, me and Joanna went and worked out at 24 hour fitness. It was great having a friend there and she did great on the machines. It was hilarious when I was showing her a couple yoga moves, when she would do them, it made her look like a zombie. We saw grandmas and granpas lifting weights heavier than we could lift, we felt ashamed. When we left some mexican guy opened his window and looked at me and Joanna on the car ride home. He smiled and winked at me and I felt disgusted, and creeped out. It was like the tennis incident all over again, which reminds me if you feel at all interested check out another blog about the tennis incident. So back to where I was, I turned to Joanna and smiled and told her to say something, I wanted to act natural but avoid looking at him or letting him look at my face. I hate it when random old adult people just check you out. And that's pretty much my day, I don't feel sore but I know I'll soon feel that in the morning.

Let the embarassment begin!

So I recently posted videos of myself on youtube, I'm normally a shy person but I felt it would just be for laughs when I post them up. I recently posted a video of me dancing to Michael Jackson's songs, silly right? Well the best way to laugh is to laugh at yourself and I made an attempt to recreat his old legendary moves such as the moonwalk, the thriller dance, the crotch grabbing trick, but all attempts failed in my video. The moonwalk wasn't even in it because I lost the footage somehow but you wouldn't have wanted to watch it anyways, I tripped and fell over my laundry baskets when doing it. I'm a little worried about what people will say but I'm glad people are admiring me for my courage to post something as embarassing as that up on youtube. I plan to make more silly videos like that later in the future if the embarassment doesn't get enough out of me. People have been asking me, "was it supposed to be funny?" And my response is, in a way it was but as a way to show I really do respect Michael Jackson too throughout the crimes he was charged or the bad publicity, there was no doubt in his talent and skill. Youtube is for, posting videos of what you're good at, and wanting to be admired for their comedic sense, ability and talent, through different peers. I honestly don't find myself with any talent, my singing skills aren't that great, obviously I can't dance to save my life, I'm not that funny to people period, so I figured I do make a fool out of myself easily, maybe thats my talent. Fear is the thing holding us back from what we want. Lets take a chance and do it while we're young!