Necesito Dormir

That's probably not right in Spanish and I should know that after over three years. Anyway, I feel tired more lately. Yesterday, knowing that I wouldn't have to school today since it is Saturday, I went to sleep at 6. My parents woke me up at 6:30, though, for no real reason. I was asleep again by 7 but was woken up yet again at 7:30 for dinner. I didn't like it and so my mom bade me "oh well" as if she were punishing me for not liking the food because I couldn't have anything else, even though it was my choice to skip dinner. I went to sleep again at 8 and woke up at 11, my need for sleep finally satiated. I discovered we had nothing in the house to eat, not even any cereal. I found some raspberry Jell-O in the back of the fridge and ate two containers of that from a six pack since there were only two others left in there and they were both orange, which isn't as tasty as red-colored foods. I went to sleep at 1:30 and didn't wake up once during the night, something I normally do once every two or three hours on nights when i take just an hour long nap, let alone four hours worth, meaning I guess I still didn't get enough sleep.

Yesterday everything seemed so great, but not anymore. I had to fake being sick to stay home from doing stupid stuff, and the football games weren't that exciting. We went to my aunt's tonight and I was coerced into swimming with my cousins. I tried to organize a game of water polo, which was soon after undermined twice by some of their whininess. You know, because you have to actually swim and it can take effort. My hair is uncontrolable and kept getting in my eyes no matter what I did.

I drove my family back home. I can get my license within a month, but "can" and "will" are two completely different words. I talked to my mom about this, and I don't think she sees me driving until I'm in my junior year in college. It's not because I'm a threat to everyone on the streets. I don't like talking about it, but my family can't just buy me a car. My dad sold his truck in July, so, while most of the people I know have families adding another car, mine actually took one away. My mom talks about how insurance rates will multiply astronomically when I get my license, and that just can't happen right now. I can get my car one day when I can pay for it and insurance. However, I have to get a job first. But, to get a job first, I have to finish getting volunteer hours out of the way. Based on how she has decided, I will be able to get a job to get a car after my seventeenth birthday, after having wasted two hours every Saturday working at the stupid library. =D Somehow, that is all my fault.

I tell her it is imperative to get my license by December since I took the driving test in Driver's Ed class back in December and it only counts for one year after I take it. Otherwise, I will have to take again at everyone's favorite place with the most cheery employees, the DMV! While my dad agrees that makes sense, as the whole purpose of that class was to prepare me for the day I could drive on my own, my mom doesn't look like she will concede to that argument. It is weak, and I see what she means, but it is so, I don't even know the word, to see everyone else get something handed to them when you are not even given the oppurtunity to work for it yourself. I don't care if that sounds spoiled. Next to many people at Chiles, I'm undercared.

I'm sorry that turned into a rant about driving. Luckily, no one really reads this anyone, except me when I will looking back through happy memories a year from now. This isn't really happy, as my mood has changed entirely over the last day... Which was completely different from the day before that, actually. I feel so alone and isolated for reasons I haven't told anyone. My mood seems to be the exact opposite of many people I know. Right now, I have gathered with lots of proof the collective sentiment is one of happiness right now. Once again it happens.

I'm sorry, but I hope you have a miserable day tomorrow because I would like at least one happy day this weekend.

I hate being so weak.

By the Way, I Didn't Fall Asleep in APUSH Today

I can normally only post about me because that is what I am best at talking about. It's because of that that I'm a really good listener. But maybe you didn't know that. You should notice that I don't talk all that much, and even when I do around people I feel comfortable around I'm not the center of the conversation, especially if I can't talk about myself. I do store all the information I hear away so that maybe in the future I can talk to you about something not relate to me or my interests and impress you (and hopefully not creep you out) by recovering random facts.

I think I also monopolize the conversation by trying to be funny. Which reminds me, to day I read something about Dale Earnhardt Jr. was on the set of The Office watching filming of an upcoming episode and that the mockumentary is apparently one of his favorite shows. So me and they guy who was on my shirt today have something in common there.

If you will excuse me, my ability to focus has been shot. I will get a good night's sleep tonight, maybe even five hours for once!

I Won't Forget

So I don't know if I stated it before, but I'm not going to forget about this and never ever post like I have on stuff in the past. I don't ever go through with projects, and even though this isn't a project, I'm going to.

I do my best thinking at night. I average laying awake after I got to bed sometime around 12:30 to 1-ish for about an hour, and I've thought through a lot of stuff. I've discovered the meaning of life and pondered all sorts of philosophical things. That one guy that burst through doors to check if matter still existed in Octavian Nothing? He and I have a lot in common, at least through the first 300 pages since I didn't finish reading the book, a project for English (see!?!). I am dog tired every morning and make up most of that hour staring at the ceiling sleeping in APUSH, but it is worth it, except for the part that I believe my mind is thus operating on a different plane than anyone else's.

The other day, I hit 400 plays on a song on iTunes. It took 421 days and 59 minutes, meaning I listen to it on average almost once a day and have still never gotten sick of it. This is an accomplishment for me, considering I never thought I would fill up my 1GB 200-song-holding-capable iPod Nano I got for eighth grade graduation. It's a good thing it died (except not really) because I'm now up to 1577, amazing considering I would never've guess I knew 1577 songs.

1/Come on Eileen/Dexys Midnight Runners/4:13/Too-Rye-Ay/New Wave/*****/400/82508 10:07 PM/712007 9:08 PM/1982
400 x 4:13 = 1686:40 = 28:06:40 = 1:04:06:40 = 1 day, 4 hours, six minutes, and 40 seconds listening to the same song. And yet Last.fm doesn't have me down as listening to it but, like, 100 times. Not fair.

Lastly, college football season starts today!!! We have a little over four months, so enjoy it. =)

My Blog List

By the way, the blogs I added in my list are ones that I read. Some of you don't realize that I read yours, so sorry if that seems stalkerish. I'll stop if you like.

Monday, Monday

So it's really Tuesday now but I'm still in a Monday mindset. I got my schedule in homeroom (Mrs. Haddock, formerly Ms. Underwood) and found that I had nothing to complain about at all for the second straight year. Last year I heard people complain when they only got half their classes with their best friend. Now it's funny because people seem to have less, though that's still ont much to complain about. I know a lot of people got screwed over since the main classes they wanted in their schedule all seemed to take place fifth period or something like that. Now those people do have the right to complain and I'm sorry they didn't get the schedule they wanted this time.

My Schedule

1. Latin I - Yates; Mr. Yates is one of the awesomest teachers ever and he likes our class since we are nowhere near as bad as the classes he's had the last two years.
2. AP US History - Thomas; I fell asleep in class, like, twice in the first week, and we got to start off the year by reading about Indians... Oh boy. I'm stranded in the back corner right now but I know plenty of people in the class and she said we will eventually be able to move from alphabetical order. I hope.
3. AP Calculus BC - Johnson; The class is small since it's an AP course and there are just five other juniors in the class, including Jack and William. So far I have made wishes at 11:11 every day and MJ has been going over our past-math-we-learned-ages-ago summer packet all the way up until now.
4. Spanish IV - Knoll; This is the only Spanish IV class, so the room is packed. I believe every single desk is now occupied. I can tell this class will be interesting this whole year.
5. AP Chemistry - Ewart; We got free stuff right away, so I can't complain. She really likes her AP classes and, dare I say it, Mrs. Ewart may actually be one of my favorite teachers. I sit next to Kejing at seat #14, one of my favorite numbers.
6. AP Language/Composition - Colombo; I think that's the course title. Every year I have figured there is no way my English class can, um, drop down a level so to speak from the previous year. It may have done so every year ever. At least Chanyang is in the class with me, or else I would be stranded in the worst class to be so.
7. Piano I - Miller; I have a class in the Band Hall and it should be the easiest one! I've decided I need to know how to do stuff and playing the piano would be great. I made a list of languages I have to master, too, so I can woo people with my Spanish/French/Italian/Japanese accent.

Extracurriculars are also starting up. Brain Bowl's first meeting is Wednesday in Mr. Shoenberger's room, now 9201 at 3:15PM. People should go that, hint hint.

I had a gloomy narrative to tell, kind of like the way I wrote of my last day of school back in May. It may seem sort of surprising that I can be serious, but it shouldn't really. Anyway, I won't tell it. I can still remember the last day of school clearly, though. I mean crystal clear. Come to think of it, time probably seems like it's passing more quickly than ever because my memory is getting sharper so I don't forget this kind of stuff so I can remember it as if it were yesterday, which it might as well be if not for three months worth of other memories crammed in between. It was the same the summer before that, too, and I can still remember that last day of school.

The Classes of 2010, 2011, and 2012 will be the only three classes that had K-12 education entirely take up the '00's decade. Now I can't wait two more years.

Untitled Intro

So I noticed a a recent blogging explosion and have decided to use this blog instead. I watched Usain Bolt dominate the 100m the other day and heard his awesome nickname(s) and was jealous until I realized I have the perfect nickname for that and could play off of it in so many ways.

And so I bid adieu to Xangaing after, like, 53 posts in over three years. I would type more now but it is 1:30AM Monday and need to wake up in under five hours.