End of Yet Another Month

The title explains it all.

Anyways, from now on, every month, I'm going to post a filler-post.
You know, just.



Whatever the picture says. Haha.
I'm off to Cartagena. [insert happy face here]

Spring Break!

Finally! It's spring break and no school! (Hooray!)

It's like as if I just came through a path of endless torture (3 months) and I am finally free forever (a week)!

Anyways, I'm sorry if that picture was too disturbing. I just couldn't resist drawing something like that because I was so happy! No, I'm not psychopathic.

But seriously, now I can relax all I want and not worry about anything related with school (until the last day of spring break, of course) and just chill! Speaking of chilling, I am expected to go to Cartagena, a beach in the Caribbean coast, on April the first. So hooray again!

My happiness is expressed as the burning guy in the background.

So happy! Well, it's sad that it will soon be over. In just a week, I'll be going back to my horrorific school life deadly endless torture. Whatever. "The 'tomorrow' is to be thought about the day after tomorrow", as they say.

Let's enjoy things while we can.

Turtle BZZT!

This kind of happened some time ago, but whatever.

So I have turtles. Cool.
I have a water heater. Great.
I almost killed my turtles. NOT GOOD.

Last time I changed the waters for the tank, I forgot to turn off the heater. The heater was outside, burning hot, which caused the glass containing the heating machinery to break. What I didn't notice the next time I tried to grab my turtle, was that the heater has broken, and an electric current would run through me.

That was the first time I got electrified, and I'm like, "BZZT! Wow, so that's how it feels to get shocked!" It felt like as if your leg fell asleep, just that it's the whole body and it's much more astonishing.

What concerned me wasn't my condition. One of my turtles in the water jumped (literally), panicked, and started swimming like a retarded turtle. I turned off the heater and saw the turtle, which turned out to be OK. Good thing the electricity wasn't flowing when I wasn't touching the water. My turtles could have died.

Well, lucky me, I guess.
This incident left me being scared of being electrified every time I have to somehow touch the water in the turtle tank. Stuff like, 'What if the heater's broken again? What if the turtles die? What if I DIE?!'

Never mind. Sorry about that.

BZZT.☞

BZZT!

Ta-Daa! Yet another weird science equipment. (Some weird static ball thing) This is the thing that typically makes your hair stand on its ends. It wasn't for our class, but for a different physics class. She anyways let us try it out at the end of class. It had many safety precautions.

1. Stand on top of an insulator. If on floor, you will get shocked.
2. Don't forget to discharge with discharger after using it one time. If not, the next person to use it will be shocked.
3. Even if you're the same person, don't take off your hand and put it back on it again. It does the same as 2. does. You will get shocked.
4. No one should touch one who it using it currently, or you will get shocked.
5. After you're done using it, turn it off, then get off the insulator, or you will get shocked.
6. Be sure not to get shocked.

First, the teacher showed us an example. Well, apparantly, the hair only stands up for those who don't have clumped, curly, or messy hair. So no, it doesn't work that well for that purpose.

After she was done, this guy decided to try it out. He stood on top of a small board (insulator), turned on the thing and put his hands on it.

(Bzzt.) Ah.

*takes off hand in surprise and puts it back*

(Bzzt.) Ouch.

*takes off again and puts it back*

(Bzzt.) Ow!

*you should know by now*

(Bzzt.) Argh!








Teacher: Whoops! Forgot to discharge it.


Haha. Fun classmates, fun equipment, and fun teacher.
I'm looking forward to the physics class.


BZZT.☞

Sick...

Since 3 days ago, my stomach hurted every once in a while. Today was the worst. According to experts, I have amoeba. Oh, come on. I don't drink from the faucet and I wash my hands after using from the bathroom. If it's not amoeba, it's some weird intestinal thingy. I don't know. So anyways, I just came back from getting medicine.

Actually, today is the birthday of one of my friends. I'm supposed to be in the birthday party, with the 'supposed' being the key word. I couldn't go. I feel like sh** (in both ways) and I'm really sorry that I couldn't go. If you're reading this, I'm sorry, and happy birthday.

So I'm just home, eating my medicines and watching my turtles. Haha. They're adorable.
Anyways, not fun. Especially because I know I'm going to get better before Monday, which would indicate that I am going to school. Meh.

Turtles!!

So my internet didn't work for about four to five days. That's no Youtube, Facebook, MSN, Skype, online games, movie downloads, homework (no complaints there), or blogging for five days. It's quite hard to live with, or in this case, live without. Now I truly see the importance of internet, cellphones, and other recent technology.

Anyways, that's not as interesting as the following:
I bought turtles!! It's not just one turtle, it's two!! Not only that, they're BABY TURTLES!!!! (Yay.)

So yes, fun. Turtles.
So about them being baby turtles...
Can you possibly imagine how small they are? They are far smaller than the average turtle you would think of. I guess it's sort of hard to imagine, so I'm uploading a photo (happens to be the first one. Yay.) so that you can see how small and adorable that turtle is. By the way, if you have something against cute and small reptiles, refrain from seeing the following photo.

Turtles rock.

My Brain

Here's a simple brain diagram of my brain.




Yes, I'm weird.
Anyways, as you can see, I don't use much of my brain... I'm always concentrated on the next snack I'm going to eat. I like cookies, bacon, sushi (that's right, I'm Asian.), cupcakes, etc.

Not much to say actually; the picture explains everything. A picture is worth a thousand words. I wonder why they don't accept essays with only a picture. It's enough words, isn't it?


...Anyways, that's my brain diagram in normal circumstances. What do I mean by that? My brain looks different when I'm sad or angry. How different? Very different.




I like blueberries.

No School!

Last Tuesday, due to a sudden transportation strike, we didn't go to school. Everyone was so happy that day. We all crossed our fingers that the strike would continue and we woudn't go to school the next day either, but sadly, we did.

So we continued with our normal life...for one day, and today, Thursday, the strike rose up again and we didn't go to school again. HOORAY!!

When I don't go to school, I stay home eating cookies and chilling, so what could be better?

So now, we're crossing our fingers that the strike continues until tomorrow, and we wouldn't go to school for four continuous days. The school will be notifying us whether we go to school or not by 8:30 today, so I will finish this post after 8:30. Until then, let's cross our fingers, pray, and eat cookies.


(Updating again at 8:30)

Damn it. There's school. The strike is over.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

You didn't cross your fingers. :(

Otis Pelotis

Here, there's a game that we do between friends.
It's called the 'Otis Pelotis'. How do you play it?
Whenever two or more friends are inside an elevator with you, as soon as the elevator door closes, you must touch the ceiling as fast as you can, and the person last to touch it gets their testicles hit. Scientifically speaking, you get castrated. Not good.
The thing with this game is that there is no warning. There's no warning to the beginning of the game nor to the castration.


So the first time I experienced this, I didn't know what it was. When the elevator door closed, my friends just jumped up, touched the ceiling, and...



※ Warning: Extreme graphic violent content ahead. If you do not like blood and gore, do not scroll down. Not recommended for female people. If you still want to see me get castrated, go on. Scroll down.
I am not responsible for any mental damage or seizures.

WTF?!

* What the fudge

Now, I'm scared to go in elevators with my friends...
But I'm not the only one that always gets hit now. Hehe.

Why School is Stupid

3 reasons why our school is stupid:

1. We have tests and exams that use a heck lot of paper. Including tests of how to save the environment and trees of course.

2. They expect us to sleep at least 8 hours every night. Yet, they make us wake up at like 5 o'clock in the morning. No, I don't go to sleep at 9. I have a life, you know.

3. I don't like work. Especially homework. Nope.