As you can see from the title of this post, time is not being cooperative with me lately. I'm so tired and I'm lacking way too much sleep. I haven't slept my full 8 hours ONCE this whole freaking week. I really wished and wished that this weekend would let me catch up on my sleep but..... NO. I just HAVE to go to the AP Bio readiness program in UCLA. Well, just kidding. I don't have to go but I choose to because my stupid counselor won't let me switch out of freaking Shakespeare's class. So in order for me to have an A/B in my transcript, I must ace the AP exam. Not even just that, I have to get up at 7 to get ready and all that 'cause the bus leaves LA High at 7:50 AM SHARP. -__- Then 4 hours of biology. Coming back to LA around 2:30-3ish? Gotta go home and get ready for Narae baby's first birthday party at 5. Wooot! And it doesn't end there. After the party I have to come home and finish up as much homework as possible and sleep early 'cause the next morning, I have a game. It starts at 8 and the location is in TORRANCE. SO YAY ME. I have to get up at 6-6:30ish. Then after allllll that, more homework. I swear I'm going to sleep at exactly 9PM on Sunday. Please pray for me. :(
Anyway, enough about me. A lot of people seem to have SATs tomorrow. I wish all of you the best of luck! :)
Reminder to self: Call Sooeyon!
Oh and I'll be uploading part 3 of "The Case of the Missing English Teacher" as soon as I find the time to do it.
Now...... Bye. :)
P.S! I got a new phone, with same number.
So please please please give me your numbers again.
And I'm sorry I break/lose my phone so much.
It's not my fault, I swear. LOL.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
2009.
Hello 2009, it's nice to meet you. It's been approximately 19 days since you've been around and only a couple of weeks since retreat and I can't honestly say that I've been at my best behavior ever since. Arguments here and there with my grandparents. Little fits with them are like using drugs on a daily basis. Such a lame excuse, I know. And I gotta get rid of that habit, and get rid of it FAST. Don't get me wrong, I'm still at my state of what they call a "spiritual high" but I don't know. My feelings are so hard to explain. I wish I was a girl with a way with words. Haaa.
Lately, I'm feeling like my life is going no where. I tell myself that doing good in school will take me where ever I'm supposed to go. But where is it exactly that I'm heading? That's what I want to know. A few days ago, in AP English, our class was talking about God. I can't say that my thoughts were a bit questioned. I defended my beliefs but I don't know. Here's some questions that were brought up: What do you think about predestination? Does God know whether or not you end up in Heaven or Hell? What happens to those who don't believe in an afterlife? If God created everything, he created our brains, and our brains are what guide us into what decisions we make, so does that mean God knew that we end up where we end up? And if we believe in an omnipotent good spirit, why don't we believe that there is an evil one? Ohhh. The never ending, unanswered questions.
But aside from all these mixed up feelings and emotions, I'm still keeping my head up. Just because. What good will it do if you mourn over things that you can't change? I choose not to dig myself a deeper hole because there's so much more to life than just myself. But sometimes I wish I could just go away, for maybe a day or two. That would be awesome.
Too much thinking tonight. Thankfully there's no school tomorrow. If there was, I wouldn't be up at this hour obviously. Heh. Imissyou. 'Night.
Lately, I'm feeling like my life is going no where. I tell myself that doing good in school will take me where ever I'm supposed to go. But where is it exactly that I'm heading? That's what I want to know. A few days ago, in AP English, our class was talking about God. I can't say that my thoughts were a bit questioned. I defended my beliefs but I don't know. Here's some questions that were brought up: What do you think about predestination? Does God know whether or not you end up in Heaven or Hell? What happens to those who don't believe in an afterlife? If God created everything, he created our brains, and our brains are what guide us into what decisions we make, so does that mean God knew that we end up where we end up? And if we believe in an omnipotent good spirit, why don't we believe that there is an evil one? Ohhh. The never ending, unanswered questions.
But aside from all these mixed up feelings and emotions, I'm still keeping my head up. Just because. What good will it do if you mourn over things that you can't change? I choose not to dig myself a deeper hole because there's so much more to life than just myself. But sometimes I wish I could just go away, for maybe a day or two. That would be awesome.
Too much thinking tonight. Thankfully there's no school tomorrow. If there was, I wouldn't be up at this hour obviously. Heh. Imissyou. 'Night.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The Case of the Missing English Teacher Part 2.
Enjoy.
The days passed without any word about the disappearance of Mr. B. Many came to accept the fact that he has simply vanished. Most do not even remember and some do not even know he was missing. Until one day, the class was getting tired of doing useless work, there was no direction, the substitute did not know what to do. The class wasn't guided and they were lost. One student wanted to watch a movie and seeing as though there was nothing to do, it seemed like a good idea. She took her pick and tried to place the video inside the player. It was odd however, the tape would not go in, and the class wondered, why was there another tape in the player? Maybe it was from another class. But there was a deep look of concern from the substitute. He said that he never left the class and eh was there everyday. The girl took the tape out and there was a shock on her face. IT was a home movie written, "Dear class-Mr. B.". No one knew how it got in there, all they knew was that the tape was the only source of information on their missing teacher. She began to play it, and for the first time in months, the students saw their teacher. he still looked the same, the same haircut, the same clothes. His expression however, made him seem different. Never had the class seen Mr. B look so frightened and nervous. He was just about to speak when Ms. K and the substitute lunged forward and turned the TV off. Ms. K was teacher in training that was present in the class before Mr. B's disappearance. She had always stayed in the back and was quiet, until that day. Both the "teachers" looked at each other with worry and then with fear. It was only for a second that was enough for the entire class to know the two knew something. The class demaded they see the video, but the two, in voiced filled with authority and anger silenced the class. The usually quiet and firnedly peopl were now harsh. They told the class to never mention what they saw, or else they would fail every last student in the class. What was their relationship with Mr. B?
The days passed without any word about the disappearance of Mr. B. Many came to accept the fact that he has simply vanished. Most do not even remember and some do not even know he was missing. Until one day, the class was getting tired of doing useless work, there was no direction, the substitute did not know what to do. The class wasn't guided and they were lost. One student wanted to watch a movie and seeing as though there was nothing to do, it seemed like a good idea. She took her pick and tried to place the video inside the player. It was odd however, the tape would not go in, and the class wondered, why was there another tape in the player? Maybe it was from another class. But there was a deep look of concern from the substitute. He said that he never left the class and eh was there everyday. The girl took the tape out and there was a shock on her face. IT was a home movie written, "Dear class-Mr. B.". No one knew how it got in there, all they knew was that the tape was the only source of information on their missing teacher. She began to play it, and for the first time in months, the students saw their teacher. he still looked the same, the same haircut, the same clothes. His expression however, made him seem different. Never had the class seen Mr. B look so frightened and nervous. He was just about to speak when Ms. K and the substitute lunged forward and turned the TV off. Ms. K was teacher in training that was present in the class before Mr. B's disappearance. She had always stayed in the back and was quiet, until that day. Both the "teachers" looked at each other with worry and then with fear. It was only for a second that was enough for the entire class to know the two knew something. The class demaded they see the video, but the two, in voiced filled with authority and anger silenced the class. The usually quiet and firnedly peopl were now harsh. They told the class to never mention what they saw, or else they would fail every last student in the class. What was their relationship with Mr. B?
Monday, January 12, 2009
The Case of the Missing English Teacher.
Never in the history of Fairfax highshool has there been a disappearance such as this. For years Mr. B has taught alongside Mr. G. Mr. B was known for his easier teaching style and cool atitude towards his students. although many students preferred his easier class most wanted Mr. G. Although his teaching methods were stricter, his class offered a better opportunity to do well in the final exams. For the longest time this was the status quo and neitherteacher had plans on doing anything different. Mr. B was content, he was an adequate teacher, he helped with the student clubs, and he was married. however, tension soon arose when the remarks against Mr. B became harsher. soon even the teachers were taking notice and talking behind his back. he was accused of being lazy, second class, and incompetent. at first the comments rolled off his shoulder. but soon he was agonized as he heard more hurtful statements in the halls. he became paranoid. when he couldn't get the attention of the class, he blamed himself, when things didn't go right at homee he blamed himself, when herealized his teaching methods were boring, he blamed himself. his mind was spinning as he sank deeper and deeper into depression. for weeks and weeks he stayed quiet and tought the class while the students were ignorant of their teacher's state of mind. but there were those who knew the truth. several of his students approached him, trying to help, for he was more a friend to them than a teacher. soon a female student began to engage in sexual activities with him, trying to cheer him up and to raise her grades. the scandal could not stay quiet. Mr. B's mind was in chaos and when he realized that another student had found out about te affair, he lost control. months of depression combined with panic seized Mr. B in a frenzy. he had to leave. without a moment's notice he fled the city, he could no longer be a teacher, his reputation was ruined. he divorced his wife cut off all bonds with his students, staff, and friends and vanished.
Here the mystery begins. no body knows exactly what has happened to Mr. B but some say that he committed suicide, others claim that he merely moved away. there are however recent accounts that Mr. B has been seen at school, late at night in his classroom. he lingers inside as to grasp his happy days as a teacher. he may had nowhere else to go, maybe he had just lost his mind. more uncertainty shrouds the few students that he keeps contact with. he tells them that he is ok and that nothing is wrong, just that he wont be back. perhaps this is to keep the rumor going that nothing is really wrong, to keep the police out. yet when the students are asked, they say nothing but still have a shadow of uncertainty and fear in their faces. they wish to tell the truth, but the truth is something terrible, horrible. and so the mystery continues.
Here the mystery begins. no body knows exactly what has happened to Mr. B but some say that he committed suicide, others claim that he merely moved away. there are however recent accounts that Mr. B has been seen at school, late at night in his classroom. he lingers inside as to grasp his happy days as a teacher. he may had nowhere else to go, maybe he had just lost his mind. more uncertainty shrouds the few students that he keeps contact with. he tells them that he is ok and that nothing is wrong, just that he wont be back. perhaps this is to keep the rumor going that nothing is really wrong, to keep the police out. yet when the students are asked, they say nothing but still have a shadow of uncertainty and fear in their faces. they wish to tell the truth, but the truth is something terrible, horrible. and so the mystery continues.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Hello 2009.
The new year is finally here! =)
Happy 2009 for everyone I didn't get a chance to say it to.
I'm really hoping that this year will be different.
& I'll actually keep up with my resolutions.
Let's have a recap of my winter break! :)
12/23/08; Finally got to hang out with my LCR boys!! I missed you guys so much. Played volleyball with Steve, Pencil, Andrew, Emil, & Johnnoh! Connie & Eunice watched(: Playing on sand is harder than I expected-_-
12/24/08; Spent my Christmas eve really simple. Christmas service @ church. The little kids were sooo adorable & the KM did a really good job with the glow in the dark thingys.
12/27/08; Just a fun day with a group of fun people. Iceskating with Juliechoi, Connie, Rose, Phillipyang, Naomi, Harold, & Yechan. I gave Julie her christmas gift today! Hahah. She was really shocked, had no idea whatsoever. YEEEAH(: Then just ate dinner, hung out @ my place andd I learned new magic tricks this day!! Ask me to show you. :D
12/28/08-31; FGLA Winter Retreat. From 1 Degree 2 the Next. Corinthians 3:18. Goodness. I don't even know where to start with retreat. It was just straight up awesomeee. Thankyou Rose for acquainting me hehehe. I hope that this time I'll keep up with my prayers and all that other blahblahblah. I miss it already. "We're gonna jump off ok? We're gonna do it. LET'S DO THIS!"
Happy new years everyone! =)
School starts in a week. Oh dear.
I'm really hoping that this year will be different.
& I'll actually keep up with my resolutions.
Let's have a recap of my winter break! :)
12/23/08; Finally got to hang out with my LCR boys!! I missed you guys so much. Played volleyball with Steve, Pencil, Andrew, Emil, & Johnnoh! Connie & Eunice watched(: Playing on sand is harder than I expected-_-
12/24/08; Spent my Christmas eve really simple. Christmas service @ church. The little kids were sooo adorable & the KM did a really good job with the glow in the dark thingys.
12/27/08; Just a fun day with a group of fun people. Iceskating with Juliechoi, Connie, Rose, Phillipyang, Naomi, Harold, & Yechan. I gave Julie her christmas gift today! Hahah. She was really shocked, had no idea whatsoever. YEEEAH(: Then just ate dinner, hung out @ my place andd I learned new magic tricks this day!! Ask me to show you. :D
12/28/08-31; FGLA Winter Retreat. From 1 Degree 2 the Next. Corinthians 3:18. Goodness. I don't even know where to start with retreat. It was just straight up awesomeee. Thankyou Rose for acquainting me hehehe. I hope that this time I'll keep up with my prayers and all that other blahblahblah. I miss it already. "We're gonna jump off ok? We're gonna do it. LET'S DO THIS!"
Happy new years everyone! =)
School starts in a week. Oh dear.
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