Be Happy

※ This post is a filler. ※

May is over.
Vacations are only two weeks away!


I'm so happy.
Hope everyone else is happy too.
Be happy.

Have a happy June everyone!

Mexican Faller

I have this Mexican friend.
He likes cake. Just like me.




Anyways, he is Mexican. No, he's not the stereotypical bad*ss Mexican that jumps borders or has five doses of speed every day. That's only 4% of the Mexican population.

JUST KIDDING. People, it's a joke. If it wasn't funny, sorry. If you were offended, sorry. Just don't sue me.


Anyways, this particular Mexican is different. He always tells me of his 'Mexican instincts', some of them involving whether it would rain or not in the next few hours (which is quite obvious since it is cloudy and stuff).

He is famous for having a tendency of falling from his chair in class. He slants backwards in his chair, the chair slips, he falls, he fails. This had already happened over five times in the last few weeks, and every time he did, we would just laugh.

Here's a quote he said himself when he fell:
"F*** you, gravity."


But seriously, if you fall that many times, you usually learn a lesson. This particular guy DOESN'T. If you are reading this, just know this. You have issues. Get some treatment. No cake until then.

Just kidding. Have all the cake you want.
But seriously get treatment.

So yes, he is a cool friend, and he's a nice guy.
He likes nachos.

Singing?!

I take music in my school.
One fateful day, I decided to pick up the music microphone and sang something. My music teacher was all like "Hey! You can sing!" Then he told me that I should sing for the next music performance. Oh, no.

You see, singing is not my thing. Yes, I guess I can get the notes right, but I still sound like as if I just had a dose of crack. Also, I kind of have stage fright. That's why I usually play something like the piano or percussion which people would hear and care less about. But no, I had to sing. Moreover, I'm the type of guy that can't say no to other people that easily. Even though I didn't actually want to sing, I had to. I did.

Today was the performance. The curtains opened, the band started playing, and I started singing. I saw hundreds of people watching me, and I got nervous. VERY NERVOUS.


I started shaking and stuff. Probably everyone watching noticed it as well. Nevertheless, I kept singing. After what seemed like two years and a half, the song was over. I went backstage, where I died.


Although I died, I was happy that everything was over. My friends told me I did good, which added to my happiness. I was also kind of happy that I sort of overcame my stage fright. Oh, god, I don't want to sing again...


...or do I?

Just Random

Nothing interesting is happening these days.
No one jumped off the roof, tripped into a recycling bin, or decided to run around the school naked for half an hour until the school principal suspended him. None of that.
Nothing interesting is coming to my mind either. So not that many posts these days.

The internet is killing me. Well, it was killing me. They (as in some weird internet worker dudes) finally came to my house to fix it. Now it is fully operational 24 hours a day. Hooray.

So today, I will literally write about random things that just come up to my mind.

I think this girl laid a curse on me. I mentioned this before, but let me go in detail. I think she is a witch. She makes these random predictions and they come true. I believe she cursed me for not being able to draw her hair well.

She likes chocolate. She thinks it's sexy.


My English teacher is funny. He always has this sort of monotonous tone, which I like. He always says the weirdest stuff and has the strangest sense of humor. I like it. No, I am not gⓐy.

FUN FACT! I'm eating blueberries right now.

Llama's are awesome. You just want to poke them in their nose or something like that. They'd spit at you, but whatever. I want to own a fuzzy llama.

I'm done with the blueberries now.

The cake is a lie.


Sorry about all that.
I hope something happens soon, whether it's a nuclear food fight or a science class sulfuric acid fail. Anything.

Stupid Internet

Aaaaaagh. My god.
Ever since we replaced our floor, our internet didn't work. We found out that the workers had plugged this cable upside-down, so it took 4 days to fix that. (Last post was posted from my neighbor's computer)

After checking that it worked, I went to sleep last night. Today when I came back from school, my mom was watching this Korean TV show. I was all like 'Woohoo! It's finally working again.' When my mom wa done, I go to the computer, where I find out that there's no internet anymore. So I'm just chilling there, reading, and my brother comes and asks if he can play games on the internet. I say "Nope, the internet is out and-" and I notice the internet just came back. After my brother was done, I go to the computer. As I turn on the internet, it stops working.

It kept going like that. No internet for one hour, two minutes of internet, repeat. Now this was even more annoying than when I didn't have internet at all.



Happens that all our neighbors don't have internet either. Oh, please, why? Why isn't there internet when I most need it? I even thought that maybe I had been cursed by this girl whom I couldn't draw, or maybe that God was testing me.

So here I am, posting this in the short period of time the internet has come back for. Hope they fix it.

The internet still rocks.
Oh, and I didn't break my computer.

House Chaos

My house has been tore down. Well, not really. They took out all the floor (which was carpet) in the house and replaced it with a wooden floor. Poor trees. But that's not the point here.

We had to move everything in all the rooms into the living room, which is already of wooden floor. This includes my computer, and I didn't have internet for a few days.

Tagged in picture: My Bed, Random Cables, Yellow Pillow, Pizza, Ball, Books, Table, My Brother's Toys, TV, Wooden Block Tower, My Computer, Me.
Approximately a Million More Things Not in Picture

As you can see, it was CHAOS.

Not only that. The people who came to replace the floor painted the new floor with this thing that makes it smoother and shinier. Of course, with a negative side effect. It smells. Very bad, very strong. We (as in, my family) couldn't enter the house for five hours. When we finally went back in, although less, it still smelled. It was night, and we had to sleep. With the smell. My mom kept asking me I was sure that we weren't going to get suffocated by the smell.



But now, our house is as good as new again, and we lived happily ever after. Just kidding. The house is still a mess and we have to put all our furniture back where they should be.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have a gas mask.

Draw, Draw, Draw

I'm bored again. Meh.

Anyways, everyone should have noticed by now (if you had read at least one of my other posts) that I like to draw.

Why do I like drawing? Drawing is fudging awesome. There's no limit to what you can draw. You can decide to draw anything from potato chips to supernovas. There's such a wide variation of things that you can do with the little paper in front of you. I draw on the computer for my blog posts, but I prefer the old-style drawing method. Back to the paper in frot of you. Well, it all starts with a pencil.


That little thing made of wood with lead in the core is the ultimate device for imagination. It rocks. Yay.

Then I start wondering why people use pens. Pencils are awesome! On second thought, never mind. Pens are awesome.

Whenever you are bored, try drawing. Draw a tree. Draw a person. Draw a disintegrating alien from Mars getting shot by an intergalactic-prismatic-core-jaleviptonium-based-laser-gun. Anything, really.

Draw, draw, draw.

I Forgot

I was going to write a post about something.
Then I forgot. So I'm writing this instead.


I seriously have a memory issue. I always forget things I was going to say. I always end up saying 'never mind' or 'I forgot'.

I think I have a screwed up short-term memory system. I forget to close my front door, I look for something already in my hand, I forget names, I forget the most important homeworks, and I even forget important parties or events on the next day. I lose my cellphone, I lose my wallet, I lose things and can' find it (only to find it when I don't need it anymore), I forget my lock's password, I forget my computer's password, I forget people's birthdays, and I forget what I said seven seconds ago.

Here's a fresh example from today:
Me: I'm so happy! I did all my homework!
Friend: Did you do the music project?
Me: What music proje- Oh no.
Friend: You didn't do it? It's for today!
Me: Oh (insert synonym for excrement here)!
Friend: I didn't do it either.

So we spent our lunch time doing the project.
Turns out it was for the day after tomorrow.
Then it was extended for 2 weeks later. *sigh*



If anyone sees a lost Asian in the middle of nowhere, it's me.
Please contact me if anyone sees a lost 'me'.

Oh, and- I forgot.

3 Steps to Look Less Stupid

Here we have 3 steps to look less stupid.
Recommended for stupid people. Obviously.

Step 1: Don't state obvious things.

Don't state obvious things, unless it's supposed to be a joke or something. It looks stupid when someone states something obvious. Here's a real life example that happened recently. The power of the school was out because of the rain since about an hour. So we were doing things that didn't need the involvement of electricity. Then came the voice from the school speaker.

"Don't turn on your computers!"

Everyone was like 'huh?'
I thought that you would get electrified or something if you tried to turn the computer on. The person on the speaker was sort of screaming, so we (or at least I) thought it was something important.
Then, the person continued:

"There is no electricity!"

Oh, no. Really? We totally didn't know that.

Step 2: Don't pretend to know everything.

Yeah. It makes you look stupider when you pretend to know, but you actually don't. Last time I was talking about what whales eat, and this guy popped out and said: "Oh, I know! They eat fish. Like tunas."

No. They eat krill. This guy clearly wanted to look smart, but he failed. Please, know what you're talking about, okay?

Step 3: Try avoiding english (such as spelling/grammar) mistakes.

This one is common. I mean, we see so many people making weird mistakes. I'm not an exception, but I don't make a mistake in every sentence.

There's this guy who is a very big example.
He has been in foreign countries longer than me, yet is worse in terms of language. He capitalizes polar bears, yet doesn't capitalize North Pole. He can't spell diseases, rather spelling it as 'deceases'.

Here's another example of another guy from recent:
Guy: *thows ball at me while I'm not looking*
Me: Woah. *hits the ball away*
Guy: Nice reflections!
Me: It's reflexes. Not reflections.

You have to admit. If you actually know what the mistake is, the person who made the mistake looks stupid.

Whatever. Everyone makes mistakes. I guess everyone is stupid. Just saying of course.

So there you go. 3 steps to look less stupid.

I hope there was no one going "I'm stupid, and I'm so offended by this post." If there was, I'm sorry.

Bread Rage

It was a normal lunchtime like any other.
We (as in me and my friends) were eating in the cafeteria, like usual, and there was some weird bread for dessert.

When this guy left his seat to ge juice, we decided to steal his dessert. My friend stole it first, and he gave it to me. I passed it on to another friend beside me, who passed it to the person next to him, who ate it.


Soon, the guy returns, and doesn't notice that the dessert is gone, only to realize it after a few minutes. He asks all of us who took it. We say we don't have it (which is true, for the bread is no longer in the form of bread). He kept asking who had it so many times, that it got annoying. We told him the truth.

Finding out that his beloved piece of bread is gone, he enters the state of rage. In the speed of about mach 6 (my guess), his hand reaches out for my bread, takes it, and shoves it all into his mouth at once.



As he does, he says:
"GROOOMNOOOMNOOOMGRAWWWRRRRRRNNNNGHHHHHHNNNNNNNNNNNNAAAWWWWWWWWWWRRRRRNNNNOOOMMMMM."
It's funny, because for once, I am not exagerrating.
If memory serves, that's what he said.
He also had the face of a zombie-virus-infested-monkey possesed by an evil satanic demon-spirit, eating the piece of bread as if he was chewing on the remains of a dead corpse. I'm just saying.
And heck, that was fast.

We all just started laughing.


Get your virus vaccinations as soon as possible.