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Wednesday, 08 July 2009

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    Get Well Soon
    By Julie Halpern
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    super-rambling

    Xanga, Xanga, Xanga

    I really enjoy being on this site. I like to read the featured posts and the comments on those posts. Sometimes I go on it during work. However, since Xanga isn't really relevant to work, I go to the partner site, Tripcrazed, instead. Then again.. I think it's okay that I use the internet for my own personal use since other coworkers do that too... but I really shouldn't since I'm an intern in the first place.

    I like writing in blog entries. I think about writing in Xanga more than once a week now. I don't mind if no one comments. Well, I know Konary comments on most of my recent blog entries at the very least, which is nice. It's cool either way. It's a public diary thing anyhow. I always think about what to write in my Xanga bloggy. I really want to write about Kaya, or something. I love Kaya so much. (It's not a person. It's a type of bread spread. Look it up if you're feeling it. ) Instead I'll just write little streams of thoughts that I've been thinking about and suppressed for so long.

    I don't really miss school at all right now like I did a while ago. I have books instead. I don't miss the hundred friends and classmates I communicated with during school. It actually feels better. But at the same time, it feels ugly because I'm NOT talking to anyone from school but Liz and occasionally Kiyomi, India and Monet cause we meet up at Mission High for those stupid internship classes we have.

    Speaking of those internship classes, I really hate them. It's a waste of time, and the annoying teacher patronizes us and she's incredibly stereotypical of teenagers. She always smiles for the wrong reasons, like "if you don't do this, you won't get full credit in this class. *wide grin* Oh, don't glare at me." Hmm. Then again she might be smiling for that very reason of wanting to fail us. Who glares at a teacher after that statement anyway? It's a one-way trip to getting on bad terms with a teacher. She imagines really weird things from us. We're just staring at her. What, does she want us to smile back to that little threat or something?

    I finished V for Vendetta today. Well, I read the comic. I've been done with the movie. At first I was reading it and then my friend and I started to read it, and the plot became super confusing for me near the end cause the movie actually was quite different from the comic itself.  Who are these people? What's she doing there? Why did THAT happen? India was also confused and said I should read it slower and then explain it to her when I understand, and MAN did I understand it after going back and rereading it. Everything interconnects and it's a GREAT comic. Can't wait to explain it to her in class tomorrow. I'm reading another book now. I freaking love books again! It's a great alternative to using the internet in my free time. I spend my work breaks reading now, instead of listening to my iPod. It also gives me a good excuse to isolate myself in my room besides for sleeping.

    I would write about my workplace. I just don't want my coworkers to find it, so the entries where I talk about work are set to private for my own personal view. :)

    Next would be about UCSF...
    It's not bad working there, I guess. At first I really didn't like it because my regular newspaper duties are basically unstable and it was always those two guys who got to take the newspapers around, and then the other leftovers from other groups have to do other things like filing or something. I dreaded coming to UCSF today. I came like ten minutes late cause I knew they didn't care anyways. Then I stuck stickers on the newspaper with this girl and then I switched to rolling the newspaper cart with the two guys I didn't really like in the beginning cause they wouldn't talk to me for no reason. Then after like.. 3-4 minutes waiting for the elevator I talked to them and they turned out to be pretty cool when we finally let off that awkward air. I learned that they were my grade level and from Lincoln and all this stuff about them about which I found easy to talk to them.

    BTW when I was taking the bus there I decided to take the 2 (went the wrong way anyways), and the bus driver was a JERK! He wouldn't let this father and son get on in the beginning, and ignored them standing at the doorway, and then I walked to the bus and he sees me and I see him turn his head away from me and he mouthed out (or yelled, no one could hear it) "DAMMIT" or "F*CKIN SH*T" or something. And when we three got on he looked away, ignoring us again and he was just a GRUMP to us. ):< Well it's YOUR fault that you're behind schedule, but bus-driving people around is YOUR job and you're at a RED LIGHT ANYWAYS. 

    Sorry for the super long post. I've been suppressing this all day and STILL couldn't figure out what to write in my blog entry. Here you go.

Friday, 03 July 2009

  • I met another depressing guy. He had the potential of being that guy when he was pouring his woes on me that he can't ask this girl I know out, because he's too scared. So when he did ask her out, summer began like a month later, and I'm guessing that she turned him down after prom or something and then he hates his life and then loves it and hates it again now. It's recent that I figured that he had the same pattern of life as Samson, Wilson, shudderWillard, Mark, etc. Blech. The funny thing is that they always recommend something to me when I'm talking to them. youtube videos, anime, music.

    It was okay when I'm trying to be friendly to them, but JEEZ. I got sick of this guys complaints so I told him I can't relate to him and I won't try to because I hate people.
    wtflol.

    I should delete him but at least he tries to have a life by moving out and stuff. He can't cope with changes well. So, whatever.

Wednesday, 03 June 2009

  • Hi Xanga. Long time no see right? It's June now. My senior buddies and friends are graduating tomorrow. My summer starts exactly next week (Wednesday is the first day of my summer vacation!)

    My old fencing captain Mikiko just posted an article about some Sacramento radio hosts that encourage their listeners to hate and attack transgender children. Not adults. Kids. Like me (and younger teens, preteens, etc).

    Why would anyone want to promote violence, more specifically, to kids? They aren't FREAKS. They aren't CRAZY. They're human beings like anybody else. There's no need to advertise such hatred. Sure, people can have different ideas on how life should be lived. Sure, people can voice their own opinions. Free speech, right? Not necessarily if it involves such HATE and MOCKERY towards others.

    http://www.huffingtonpost.com/michael-rowe/krxq-sacramento-radio-hos_b_210637.html

    Reminds me of the radio program host from "Hotel Rwanda," the movie about a genocide in 1994 of the Tutsis by Hutus (I think? Or was it the other way around?). I remember those very words that actually gave me a bit of the chills: "Cut down the tall trees" in reference to mass-killing that targetted group. And the 90+ day massacre began.
    Maybe I should use a better example for those who don't know about it. Anyone remember WWII? Anti-semitism? Not only did the Germans set a huge propaganda attack on the Jews and mass-murdered like, a third of the Jewish population, along with other people, but a huge portion of the world's nations cut off Jews from their daily activities, or so my teacher says.

    I'm not saying that anti-transgender hate is exactly like hating other nationalities, I may be using some extreme examples here-- juuust a few radio hosts versus some mass hate propaganda/encouragements--, but the concept of this hatred is the same.

Sunday, 03 May 2009

  • Face.

    I've been freaking out about my skin lately so I finally started to wash my face with this cleanser thing everyday. And then I learned from a video that you have to do it twice since the cleanser removes the bad stuff in the first wash, and actually cleanses in the second wash. My face kept getting really dry so I then kept switching the cleansers and started using this vitamin face water spray thing after I washed my face and put on moisturizer... which was not the right moisturizer for the face... haha.

    Yesterday I got really frustrated so before I showered I did two washes with Clearasil, this time not madly scrubbing my face, and put this cleansing moisturizer (Cetaphil-- the one that can be used for both dry and wet) right after that. And after I blow dried my hair my face got REALLY dry due to the blow dryer so I used the water vitamin spray thing (H2O+ brand) and used Clinque's face lotion.
    I think the total time I spent on my freaking face last night was like10 minutes. lol.
    But the skin looks much better.
    I'm winning!
    Cetaphil brand, Clearasil brand, H2O+ brand, Clinique brand
    be gentle o_O

Friday, 01 May 2009

  • Invasion

    Are you kidding me? Just because you're some authoritative figure does not give you the right to have my peers/your "students" look in my duffel for fencing crap. That's an invasion of privacy. I don't care if Roland called me to tell me to "get my ass" over there or "what is not [mine]." (How did Roland get my phone number anyways?) You can wait for me to turn in my stuff. Isn't it clear? NOT TODAY, JERKFACE. There are THREE WEEKS before fencing ends. You don't have to keep doing this shit just to prove who is boss. Isn't there a rule to have a time limit (maybe to seven days?) to return items or something? FINE. KEEP THOSE UNWASHED CLOTHING.

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    SFUSD CODE OF ETHICS FOR COACHES

    Athletics is an integral part of the school’s total education program. All school activities, curricular and
    extracurricular, in the classroom and on the playing field, must be congruent with the school’s stated goals and
    objectives established for the intellectual, physical, social, and moral development of its students. It is within this
    context that the following code of ethics is presented.
    As an athletic coach, I understand that it is my responsibility to:
    1. Show respect for players, officials, and other coaches.
    2. Respect the integrity and judgment of game officials.
    3. Establish and model fair play, sportsmanship, and proper conduct.

    4. Establish player safety and welfare as the highest priority.
    5. Provide proper supervision of students at all times.
    6. Use discretion when providing constructive criticism and when reprimanding players.
    7. Maintain consistency in requiring all players to adhere to the established rules and standards of the
    game to be played.
    8. Instruct players in the safe use of equipment.
    9. Insure that no pressure is placed on teachers to pass or to raise marks of athletes.
    10. Establish a climate wherein a student’s decision to enroll in an athletic program at a postsecondary
    educational institution is not prejudiced by coaches or other school personnel.
    11. Encourage athletes to take appropriate academic courses and to strive for the highest possible level of
    scholastic achievement.

    12. Discourage any athlete from the use of alcohol, tobacco, illegal and nonprescriptive drugs, anabolic
    steroids, or any substance to increase physical development or performance that is not approved by the
    United States Food and Drug Administration, Surgeon General of the United States of American Medical
    Association.
    13. Observe professional ethics and avoid recruitment of athletes from schools/service areas.
    14. Follow the rules of behavior and the procedures for crowd control as established by the local Board of
    Education and the league in which the district participates.
    15. Refrain from the use of profanity, vulgarity, and other offensive language and gestures.

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