Everything Will Be Alright

I believe in you and me
I'm coming to find you
If it takes me all night
Wrong until you make it
And I won't forget you
At least I'll try
And run, and run tonight
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright

I was out shopping for a doll
To say the least, I thought I've seen them all
But then you took me by surprise
I'm dreaming bout those dreamy eyes
I never knew, I never knew
So take your suitcase, cause I don't mind
And baby doll, I meant it every time
You don't need to compromise
I'm dreaming bout those dreamy eyes
I never knew, I never knew
But it's alright...

Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright
Everything will be alright

And how was your day?

Your morning was absolutely boring. Nothing interesting happened, and the same people were making the same perverted jokes. Classes came along, and you never fit into them because everyone thinks you're far above them for some reason. Working tirelessly in Stat, what is better than finishing all your work correctly and efficiently? Resting. Rambling, oh so much rambling. Lunch is going to begin in less than half an hour, but what is the point? This class is never going to end. But it does. I mean, obviously, the class ends at some point. I'm excited for you, dear. Oh, just one person is happy? What have we done to each other? We didn't do anything wrong. It was his fault. It was her fault. The whole thing was that one person's fault. Oh, yeah, same here. Shall we insert a big sigh, or hyperventilate our way through the next six minutes? The final decision: We'll run. Run away from the horrible thoughts of eternal longing. I suppose that sounded quite unnatural. No, don't listen to the teacher. Listen to your hopeless mind, struggling to sit up straightly. No one but you will remember your abominable quiz score by the end of your educational career. No, you didn't see him. Move it. Oh, why do I like someone who doesn't like me back? And he wouldn't even do a thing if he did. He'd pretend he didn't, and move away quickly. Ahh, I know how that feels. You're not the only person who feels that way. Most people do. Learning about stalkers is a fun way to pass the time. Who shall plan Caesar's death next? Not you, I should think. Chewy oatmeal chocolate chip cookies really aren't that great, but when hunger arises, anything is fine if it can fill you up a bit. Run, run, run. Sprint home to your room and cry your eyes out. The phone rings so much. Stop ringing, oh stop. I'm going to answer it now. Run. A best friend calls to ask where you are. Aren't you coming to Jazz Band rehearsal? No? German is very mad. Tell him I'll talk to him tomorrow morning. Oh, the boring, uneventfully dull morning. Tell him I'll talk to him in the morning. Sum up the courage to quit because you're never going to be any happier knowing it's there. The morning? Okay, I will. See you. Good bye.

Era increible... con un accento arriba la letra "i."

The Pensacola Junior College Regional was yesterday. Chiles got 1st in sweepstakes. Calc team, Pre-Calc team, and the Stat team also got first. Algebra II team got second place, and Geometry team got fifth place. My name was called first out of the Pre-Calc indi people ::EDIT:: almost no one heard William's ::END EDIT, and as usual, Diana had to say, "KEJING! GO UP!" because I was in absolute shock. Linda was la primera in Algebra II. I mean, of course she was. William got 2nd, Ryan got 8th, I got 9th, and we had a weird superhero pose after we got our medals and team trophy.
The entire day was relatively relaxing. Although we were exhausted, the tests weren't too difficult, we didn't expect to do well, and it was so sunny outside when we had Subway for lunch. Actually, breakfast was quite sunny too. Actually, after the test, William said, "Kejing. It was sooooo weird. There wasn't a single problem I couldn't do."
Lee County Invitational is next. We're going to miss Friday, leave at 9am, and come back Saturday night. It's going to be really interesting when we try to finish our homework on that Sunday.
So... I think I finally know who Joseph likes. Funny. ::EDIT:: Or I don't. Darn. So close. ::END EDIT::
Poor Jack. Ryan is absolutely obsessed with our sister, Ally, who is only in 7th grade. He stared at her, looked for her, found her, and found her many more times yesterday. Before the awards ceremony began, I went to her and told her who Ryan was. It didn't go so well. Since she got 19th place in Algebra I, she might go to OWC. Jack and I have to seriously protect her the whole time from Ryan.
And I think I made the same mistake again... Not so funny.

Selfish post, I'm warning you.

Don't tell me I didn't warn you.

I've felt extremely empty these days, and it's really queer. It's like everyone around me has their feelings; happiness, sadness, anger, love, jealousy, impatience, etc. I have feelings too, and yes, they're real too. Is it weird that in addition, I feel useless and weak, and only in this world to be there?
"Oh, yeah, she's there." That's what I would say if I were another person. I love that my friends are supporting, caring, and a touch on the crazy side on regular occasions. Of course, helping people is just another part of life. Whenever there's a problem, I do my best to help them fix it if they would like it. It gives me a sense of joy to know when something good happens for them. I'm never going to be tired of helping anyone.
However, it doesn't stop me from feeling so hollow. Is this all there is to me? People care about me, but in the end, do I really matter? Of course I matter. Stupid question... What am I doubting? Why am I complaining?
No matter what happens to me, whenever I have trouble, no one can truly help me in the end. I always have to figure it out, or do something by myself. Study for the PSAT? MAO? My abominable class rank? Health issue? Stupid issues, really, and what am I going to do about it? Complain to myself that I'm simply not content. The last time I was truly happy was so long ago that I don't know remember to identify it. There isn't a path to absolute satisfaction because I don't know what would make me better. All I can feel is emptiness and sadness.

And I know why.

Que lastima!

Yesterday, realization hit me. I know how to read a lot more of my third language than I do my first. This is because I changed the language setting of my iPod for the fun of it. Browsing through Chinese, Japanese, Italian, Portuguese, French, and Engilsh, I switched to Chinese and Spanish. Chinese was horrible. Spanish was a lot better. It was so sad. On the bright side, I'm quite sure I can speak and understand more Chinese, so it does balance in the end.
Earlier that day, I also noticed that the day I finished my last FLVS class was one of the happiest days of my life, no joke. For anyone out there who has felt the pain, you know what I'm talking about. The horror of boredom and the fact that you have to do more FLVS homework is a downhill path. You would think having something to do is better than nothing at all, but it only makes you more bored. Every step of the way, you trod into another pit of insanity and you can't back out because your class has been active for over 28 days. You're legally obligated to complete the course or receive an F. No amount of complaining will make things better until you stop procrastinating and do the assignments on the enormous master list.

HEMNES

Sorry, Linda! The MALM bed frame was really low- so low that it was a few inches of elevation for just a mattress and no box. Ryan's won, and yes, I'm going to have more trouble cleaning it. Hah. Like I've ever cleaned a bed frame. Well, that's because I've always just had the metal thing to hold it up with a wheel on each corner.
I suppose everyone is having a fabulous New Year and that most of the Asians are at Asian dinner parties. New Years over here is quiet, as it was last year when my parents went to bed at about 9:30pm or 10:30pm or something outrageously early like that.
I took 300 pictures, not including the ones that I deleted. It's probably time to upload a few.

3. Mission: SPACE
Choose from two exciting adventures on this mission to Mars. Join the Orange Team to experience intense training on the original voyage. Or join the Green Team for a milder journey with everything but the spinning. Minimum height 44/112 cm. Expectant mothers should not ride.

No life.

I practiced the piano this morning. And a Merry Christmas to you, too.
I also put another layer of paint stain onto the plaque, and my mom wants us to pack for the day after tomorrow, which makes no sense because today is sort of a holiday.
I'm wondering what would happen if I try to charge my iPod with a computer that doesn't have iTunes. Meaning, I hope it doesn't start to try to synchronize with nothing. But if the computer doesn't make it do anything, the theoretically it shouldn't happen, but I'm still not completely certain about it. Maybe I'm over analyzing it. ::EDIT:: I just checked, and I can. ::END EDIT::
Practice practice practice practice practice practice practice practice ... Tomorrow is the weekly lesson because we're leaving after that.
Feliz Navidad a ti, tambien.

Write as much as possible.

I always get kicked off the computer to do things today, and I haven't really done taht much. This morning, I "studied" for the PSAT as I was supposed to do after I had breakfast. Then, I practiced the day's worth of a piano concerto. Or maybe that's when I "studied." Lunch came around, and I had bread with duck. My parents got an address plaque that I had to measure, drill, and sand. Then, my dad gave me some sort of stain so I could stain it. Tomorrow, I have to paint it white and screw the numbers onto it. I'm not going to tell you which numbers because it would be kind of dangerous to say that online. The whole job reminded me of Applied Technology, which we had in middle school in 7th and 8th grade. We had to build things and it was almost fun. The one in 8th grade was the best because we built that trebuchet that my parents chucked away before we moved because they wouldn't let me keep it and my partner already had a trebuchet, albeit not as amazingly perfect.
Logan's current status is: ♫ Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger - Daft Punk, which definitely reminds me of drugs... don't say anything.
But they don't even apply anymore because now it's: ♫ Violin Sonata in G Minor, Op. 5 No. 5: I. Adagio - Convivium
Ironically, I don't listen to classical music unless I'm playing it or I'm sitting somewhere and someone else is playing it.
W00t! Linda got Blogspot.

Which one?

Linda likes the one on the left, and Ryan likes the one on the right. And Jack... wants both.
Between Linda and Ryan:
Linda: i like the rectangle one
Ryan: theyre all rectangles?
Linda: the one i like U_U
the other one is hard to clean
Ryan: cleaning? bah
Linda: bah?
you dont clean
SHE does
OHHHHH
Ryan: :'(
lololol
i laugh at your tears!
AHAHAHAHAHA
Ryan: maybe she is the wrong one
no cleaning!
Linda: yes cleaning!
Ryan: no cleaning!
no cleaning!
Linda: yes learning
ive made my point
1:55 PM
yes cleaning!
you dont appreciate easy to clean things U_U
Ryan: no i dont

Marxist

My statuses always begin with "Dear Karl Marx," and then I write something to him. That sounded weird.
We're leaving after Christmas for Orlando, where we will visit IKEA and Disney World. We'll be back on New Year's Eve.
Nothing has really happened recently, but yesterday, we went to Joseph's house. After that, we say "I am Legend." We = Chanyang, Katelyn, Jack, me, and Ketan didn't go to Joseph's house. Ryan and Lacey and Joseph and Chanyang's brother and June and Erin were at Joseph's house. We played SSBM, Halo, the piano, and ate pizza from Hungry Howie's and drank Coca-cola and Vault. Pictures are uploaded if you're bored enough to look at them.
Linda, dear, you're too nice to some people. Maybe that's what makes you so special my intern.
I should probably start the second semester of Physics, but my parents want me to study for the PSAT and MAO. Neither will be very successful, and on top of that, my floating vacation weeks will be used unless it really is a "holiday" for FLVS so that the schedules have been halted, too.
Two of my best friends are finally... ecstatic. :]