“Oh, So you live in California…
Do you know so and so?”… Do I know who? Out of millions and millions of people. Do I know one insignificant person that you happen to know that lives somewhere in California? NO! I don’t think so. Damn you people from other states. It’s not like I’m from a state with one freakin’ electoral vote aiite.
What is RIGHT?
Everybody believes they are right. But to somebody else they may be wrong. What then, is right? What then, is wrong? In some remote society, one may be taught that yams are more precious than gold… But in our society gold is everything and yams are nothing. Can we automatically assume that they are wrong, simply because what they believe is different than something that we commonly accept as right?
But then, as humans, what makes us want to change others to our method of thought? Do we really need that kind of collaboration to survive? It perturbs me that what is right to me is not right to others. The idea is not strange. It’s just that my puny human brain can’t seem to grasp that concept very well. Aish.
I have many ant carcasses on my table right now.
Connotations of Love
There’s friend love and then there’s looove love. Oftentimes we as teenagers seem to forget that there’s a difference between the two. Some take the word very seriously, and others use the word lightly. I use the word for friendship, but never in a romantic manner. I fear the romantic connotations, but I feel that telling someone I “like” them has more romantic connotations than the former.
For the two different types to understand each other, there needs to be a spoken understanding, I think… It’s like when two people look at a cloud and see different shapes. The two look at the word love and see it in a different way. However, that doesn’t mean that the cloud is not there; and it doesn’t mean that the love doesn’t exist. Only that the first person does not preceive love in the same way as the second does.
Yoyo ma VS. Yo mama
Auto response from r mademan Z 6iB (7:51:58 PM): yo yo ma
im VERY ticKLish (8:13:51 PM): i think you meant
im VERY ticKLish (8:13:54 PM): “yo ma ma”
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:04 PM): noooh
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:06 PM): yoyoma
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:07 PM): yoyo ma
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:12 PM): famous chinese celloist
im VERY ticKLish (8:16:21 PM): heh
im VERY ticKLish (8:16:30 PM): “yo ma ma” famous ebonics phrase
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:33 PM): you knew that right?
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:43 PM): heh
im VERY ticKLish (8:16:49 PM): i’m sorry ray
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:52 PM): i think i’d know when i wanna say “yo ma ma”
im VERY ticKLish (8:16:52 PM): we’re fromd iffernt worlds
r mademan Z 6iB (8:16:53 PM): hahaha
im VERY ticKLish (8:16:53 PM): hahaha
r mademan Z 6iB (8:17:04 PM): yo mama
r mademan Z 6iB (8:17:08 PM): hit me up wit some of dat bootay
im VERY ticKLish (8:17:29 PM): ahh… it’s like a sea of culture separates us
im VERY ticKLish (8:17:40 PM): You’re from the affluent side
im VERY ticKLish (8:17:46 PM): and I’m from the westside
im VERY ticKLish (8:17:49 PM): It won’t work
I’m a Big Fan of GAMING Techno
It’s weird, but I think techno songs with a backdrop of familiar midi-ish music of old games are awesome. Not only are they fun to dance to if they’re done well (Like pretending you’re a tetris piece in the tetris techno), it’s a nice reminiscing piece. Like when I play the FF7 techno and everyone is all, “AWWwWw!!! I REMEMBER THAT GAME!”. Heh..
I found a really awesome site for downloading such songs today. It’s called the Overclocked ReMix Page. Basically it’s hella remixes of different games. Man, I love this site. ^_^ I think I’m going to put it permanantly on my ‘bookmarked’ section. Teehee.
Thinking of adding new sections to the thing on the right… But I don’t know.. Is there already too much info about me already? Heh. Ehhh.. Who cares, right. Yeah. Haha. I’ll do it if I have spare time i guess. (Erp.)
Ahh.. Young Love
I find myself so envious of my friends. I watch them loving each other, and being happy together… And I’m happy for them… But at the same time, I’m extremely envious. It’s so strange, too.. Because now a days, people being together for 6 months or more doesn’t seem long at all… The time has been flying by so fast lately.
When I was in middle school, I always imagined that I would have a high school sweetheart. Now, here I am, a senior… And yet, I still can’t truthfully say that I’ve actually loved yet. I want to know what love feels like. How do I know? Everybody tells me I’ll just feel it.. And I’ll just know… Somehow I doubt that.
What if I’m incapable of love? What if I’m like.. some freak accident, and I’m a mutant and I’m going to be picked up by the X-MEn for someting hecka crazy or something? My imagination is running away with me again. AND I’m in one of those incoherant modes. That’s wonderful! Hah. Roite.
Ahh. Everyone seems to have found “the one” in high school for them. Whether the outcome has been good or bad, they have found “the one”. I want to find “the one”, goddamnit. I don’t want to waste this last year. I want to experience what everybody else has experience. Damnit. I want to be a conformist. I want to be like everybody else.
Ahh.. Finally Home
I noticed a certain trend in my last few day’s posts — Rather depressing. I know that it’s never fun to go to someone’s blog and see all that they can think about to write about are complaints about themselves and the things around them, so I’m going to make an effort to make this a little lighter. ^_^*
Ahhh… Reminiscing
A couple of friends an I spent the afternoon at a sandwich place, just talking about all the things we used to do… Like bubble bobble… and archanoid and stuff. It was fun. ^_^ We talked about all the good things that have happened this year for once. That put me in a rather good mood. I feel a lot more appreciative of everything now. 
“Depressing” Songs
Misery must really love company, because I notice that when I feel like crap… I love listening to songs about other people that feel like crap. Ahh, the human psyche. A horrible and chaotic little thing. I hate it. I love it? It is me, I suppose. Nothing I can really do. =T
Idiotic
I often find myself angry at myself for caring. Why should I care, when it doesn’t really benefit me? I get angry at myself because he isn’t really that special, or has any special trait that makes him different from the world… yet to me, he could be the world. I find myself angry because it’s something I can’t reason, something I can’t put my fingers on. I would try to draw it, or recreate it visually, but i would just cheapen the image. It pisses me off. Argh. I think Im just in that time of month where I don’t like anybody. Hah. Argh.
I’m Scared!
Thunder and lighting, and I’m practically outside. It’s horrifying!! I’m scared. I see the lightening, and I just cringe, and wait for the thunder to reply. It’s so loud right now that it shakes my computer table. The room I’m in right now has a metal roof. That’s always kind of scary. Aiee. Is this the end of me? Am I dying tonight? Hah. Fat chance.
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