Yay.

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Hello everyone!
It's a Friday and the last day of April.
I have one thing to say: YAY!

BLEAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRRRRAAAAWWWRRRRRRRRRRRRR

That's just how happy I am.
Hope everyone had a happy April.

Dealing with Boredom

I'm almost positively sure that everyone was bored at least once in their life. If you never were, I'm guessing you have no life.

When I'm bored, sometimes I go check out videos on YouTube, check Facebook to see if any of the 168 notifications are of importance, etc. But anyways, in the end, you come back to the same place you started from. You are bored again. Your mind starts drifting away into nothingness, as if your consciousness is being sucked out by a brain-washing vacuum. You start thinking of impossible stuff, and you start making up weird life scenarios that would never happen. You stare into blank space, not knowing exactly what to do.

Dealing with it is not an easy thing. My advice would be to go and hang out with your friends, but what if you can't? What if you're stuck home and you can't do anything out of the ordinary? Here's some things you can do:

1. Watch a movie: No, not like a theater-movie thing. The home DVD movies, the BluRay movies, the pirated movies, whatever. Just watch a movie (preferrably one that you haven't watched) and pass your time.

2. Draw: I always do this. You just start randomly drawing things. Making an animation, drawing a still-life painting, and doodling giraffes on the nearest piece of paper all go in this category.

3. Do homework: You'll anyways have to do it, so why not when you're bored? I'm just saying. Not that recommended, though. The only bad thing is that homework is USUALLY boring.

4. Read a book: That's right. Read a book. This is recommended when you have horrible movies. Twilight? Read the book instead. Harry Potter? The book is better. Eragon? Heck, please, the book. Of course, any other book is great too. Read something, and get into it. The minutes will fly by.

5. EAT SOMETHING.

It might sound stupid, but really: IT HELPS.
Eat a cookie. Eat a burrito. Eat a dog (Don't). Anything.
I don't know if it's only me, but as I eat something, I feel more calmed, and I get to know what I should do. Moreover, you can actually concentrate on doing something afterwards. Take all this I have written now for example. I previously had some candy, and it's kept me with something to do for the last few hours.

Eat healthy.

Bottle Volcano

Science class. Yes.
Our teacher was telling us about how the change in pressure on top of a volcano can either make it erupt or have it not to erupt. One of my friends decided to ask a question that would soon lead to something fun.



Friend: I don't understand. *asks*
Teacher: (brings a bottle of water) Okay. Look.
Me: Uh, that water has gas in it, so don't shake-
Teacher: Yes, yes, yeah. Think the cap as 'pressure'. Even if I shake
the bottle like this, the pressure doesn't let it come out.

Uh-oh.



Teacher: So, if you don't have the pressure to block the way, you-

What the fudge?!

-you get a mess.

I told her. I did.

Conclusion: Water with gas + shaking = fail.
Don't try this at home.

Test Tubes

Another fun event in science. Yay.

Let's start off with how we were supposed to make different solutions in test tubes. The teacher had two kinds: The detailled precise measuring expensive test tube and a cheap typical test tube. This is what my teacher said:

"Look here guys. Do you see these test tubes? It might not look like it, but these are quite expensive. So if you ever have to break a test tube, break those cheap ones over there, okay?"

Then she decided to knock an expensive test tube to the floor.
"Oh shoot."

Thud.

Oh, were you expecting a 'crash', a 'ka-zing', or at least a 'zip zap bobbity boom'? Well, too bad. Fortunate for our science teacher, the test tube didn't break, thanks to the safety collar on it that didn't let it break just that easily.

Then she says, "Phew. Well, I'll make sure I'll break the other ones next time."

One of the cheap test tubes decide to roll off and fall at that moment.

"Oh shoot."

Darn it. She catches it. Now that's what I call fast reflexes.
I'm probably going to end up breaking a test tube one day. You'll see.

Todays lesson: Don't make foolish promises.

SUSHI!

SUSHI! YES! I'm totally cuckoo for crack- I mean, um, sushi!
Yeah. Sushi. Woohoo. Yay.

Sorry about that. So you get the point. I like sushi. I LOVE sushi.

The wonderful thing about it is that before you try sushi, you're like, 'Eww. It's raw fish on top of rice.' After I started eating sushi, this changed. Now it's more of a 'Yay! It's raw fish on top of rice!'

By the way, just because I'm Asian doesn't have anything to do with me liking sushi. I mean not all Asians like sushi. I have a Japanese friend who doesn't. She claims it's just raw fish on top of rice. Right.

Ugh. I regret having started talking about sushi. There's no more to say on it. Only that it's delicious, and that it's a piece of raw fish on top of rice.

Nom nom nom. Nom nom nom nom nom nom nom.
Nom nom nom nom nom. Nom nom.

Speaking of nom nom nom's, check out this video/song.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SMWi7CLoZ2Q

It's called Nom Nom Nom.
Enjoy.



Sushi? HECK YEA!

Grades

It's time for the grades! *applause*
This moment always comes at least once in your life: Your grades. So you get your grades in the little pretty manila envelope. In your first years in school, it's more of a
'Oh my god! I'm so nervous! Did I get good grades? *opens* Eek! I did good! How did you do? Ha! I did better!" kind of thing. Fun.
Now, people just open it, see it, and that's pretty much it. The childhood that we leave behind: where does it go?

Anyways, expecting good grades, I opened the manila envelope. Inside it were the beautiful grades of mine, exerting its brilliant light towards me, its whiteness probing its way into the depth of my eyes and into my soul.

Then I see my grades.

What. The. Heck.
Oh, please, I'm Asian. I'm supposed to be getting good grades and all that, you know? I guess I sort of did good grades, but it's not good enough for me nor my parents.

Come on! I was so looking forward to that dog soup my mom was going to make me if I got good grades! Boo hoo.
I'm just kidding. There goes another stereotypical-racist thing to say to myself. No, I don't eat dogs. Who would ever dare to eat a cute fluffball that goes bow-wow? Not me. I only eat cats.

Anyways, back to my grades. They weren't all that bad. The thing is, in my school, they have a 4 point grading system. Not 5, not 10, not 100, FOUR. Although 3.5 is a high grade, it looks like it's rather low to those who are not used to it. Meh. That sucks.

Speaking of low, my English teacher gave me a poor grade. (*groan*) If you are reading this, can you give me a much higher grade? Please?


For those too dumb to get jokes: I don't eat cats.
Cats are cute fluffballs that go meow.

Bathroom Policy

Today we will look at different types of teachers in terms of their bathroom passes (or their bathroom policy).

1. The Kind: They just let you go without further questions.
(Example: My science teacher)

2. The Strict: They have a policy. Something like, "You can go to the bathroom once every semester. Only one chance."
(Example: My Spanish teacher)

3. The 'Only if's: Only if you take this pass. Only if you take the holepuncher. Only if you pay me. All these go in this category.
(Example: My PDR (an ethics/health kind of thing) teacher)

4. The Weird: They make you take or wear weird objects when going to the bathroom. Things like 3D brain models or trees.
(Example: My English teacher)
(This one is my personal favorite. People randomly stares and laughs at me, which I don't mind that much. I think it's fun.)

Now, the last, but not least!
5. The 'No's: No.



Students have the right to go to the bathroom and not wet their pants in case of an emergency. Please contact a lawyer if a teacher doesn't let you.




Just kidding.
Just try to get kind or weird teachers. Okay?

※ Note: I have experienced all of these, and all of these are true.
Trees rock.