Apple Chips

NOodles. That is what I have been eating every Tuesday and Thursday. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday normally consists of : rice, beef or chicken or both, some kind of tofu or bean curd, and some veggies that are the same everyday ( I just don't know their names. ) Ahhh...I need some variety in my food! My lunch is the same every week to! Now that I have no more juice or milk or snacks in my home , it's back to old soy milk or water. I want to cry.
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AH! A mosquito just landed right in front of me! Funny haha. I'm so scared inside, but when I look at my reflection my face is like this ---> -___-. I show no emotion whatsoever. I'm blank at school, at home, during movies (except certain ones), and some other places I just can't think about. What is wrong with me? "Nothing. You just don't laugh as much, show panic, or cry as much in front of others (and mosquitoes that come from nowhere.)" Well, normally I wouldn't be worrying about this kind of thing, buuutt my friend mentioned it today. I'm a brick wall! No not even a brick wall! Brick walls have color. I'm more like a concrete wall that has just been made. A crack here and there, but other than that, nothing.
What am I saying? I talk plenty much around you all. It's only when I'm in school that I become concrete wall. Haha. Then, a bunch of graffiti appears and I start blabbing nonsense and what not.
Melting Pot. Kocky. Scotch. Biggie. Purell. Qee. Sony. Hawk. Hello. Far East. Maxell. Yoshi. I have so many different things around me. How nice. Let them add some color to my wall. :]

Remember Me?

THANK YOU. For all those sushi and tuna comments. Very comforting. Haha. Anyways, it is going all okey doke around here. Did a little reading. Learned a little math. Nothing too hardcore going on these days. I suppose that's good cause I am probably in for a whopper of hard working next year. Gah. Mah. Lah. Pah. Lost my train of thought.

Bye

March 9, 2008 Timmy
March 11, 2008 Jimmy
Goodbye Timmy and Jimmy

I shouldn't be this sad. After all they were just two goldfish from a tiny carnival in Temple City. So why am I so caught up in these two? They didn't live as long as the turtles or bunnies. They didn't interact with me a much as those either. Just fish. I keep telling myself that, but it's not working too well. I even eat fish! They were doomed from the start, and I knew it the whole time. But I just had to get all excited and think that maybe just maybe that they might live this time. Stupid ping-pong ball. It just had to make it in. Ah, I hate this. Even as I was emptying the tank I kept hoping that he would come back alive and start swimming around. It didn't seem possible that in a half hour period of time he would just die. But I knew it. Once the first one died it was only a matter of time until the second one would. I knew it for two days. It completely loomed over me the whole time, but surprise surprise! He really did die. And what's even worse? My grandma acted so fast. Once I had finished emptying the tank, she threw it away. Not even a single drop of compassion or an it's okay. Just a big ol' ( spoken in chinese ) "Those little fish were going to die anyways. They weren't even worth anything." Ouch. Like a stab in an already broken heart. But forget it. I have no time or reason to mope around. After all, they were just going to die anyways.