[	mood	|	awake	]
[	music	|	"Nothing on my back" Sum 41	]

Sorry I haven't updated this thing. I have another journal now, hwongpuyumkim that I update almost daily, just about my day and whatnot. It's hard keeping both going. I'll still try to update this as much as possible. =)

Other than that, life rocks. So fucking good.

This is part of a real conversation I had with Kev. "Her" is actually a friend who introduced us. And I only brought this up because we call one of my extremely Irish friends "Lucky Charm's - He's Magically Delicious". XD

( Em-O's - A bowl is always there for you when no one else is. )

I have a new screenname. Remember! : LordOfTheWangz

Meh. My friends thought it was funny...

So here's what I'm predicting my classes will be like for the year.

( Classes/Teachers )

Next year I'll be taking (hopefully):

English 111
Math 111
Spiritual Theology
Chemistry (I don't want to take this....)
Psychology (Intro) (THIS is top priority in my electives, so I can take the second year in Senior year)
French 111
Portuguese 1

Credits: 7

Then senior year will (hopefully) be a beauty:

English 1V
Moral Theology and Marriage Preparation (Religion)
Psychology
Sociology
Thanatology (Study of death and dying) (half year) / Quiet Study
Portuguese 1
Criminology / Quiet Study

Credits: 6

[	mood	|	contemplative	]
[	music	|	"Creatures" 311	]

So the whole thing about China, the biggest issue of the moment is money. I'll probably have to raise somewhere around $5,000 by next June/July.

Anyone have any ideas?

( My ideas... )

[	mood	|	apathetic	]
[	music	|	"The Freshmen" Verve Pipe	]

391 Reasons Why You Should Date Dale

^ Just thought that was funny.

( The Freshmen Lyrics- Check out this song, you'll love it. Light rock. )

[	mood	|	bored	]
[	music	|	"Diamonds" Kanye West and Jay-Z	]

Speaking of hip-hop, there's a new song out by Kanye West and Jay-Z, with their own remix of "Diamonds". If you're interested in the whole Sierra-Leone-conflict-diamond thing, you'll want to hear this song. Listen to the lyrics, and you'll know what I mean.

Good morning, this ain't Vietnam,
Still, people lose hands, legs, arms for real,
Little was known in Sierra Leone,
And how it connected with diamonds we own,
When I spoke of diamonds in this song,
I ain't talk about the ones that we own,
I'm talking about Roc-A-Fella, my home,
My chain,
These ain't conflict diamonds,
Is they Jacob?
Don't lie to me man.
See a part of me's saying,
Keep shining,
How? When I know what a 'blood diamond' is?
Though it's thousands of miles away,
Sierra Leone connected to what we go through today,
Over here it's a drug trade,
We die from drugs,
Over there,
They die from what we buy from drugs,
The diamonds, the chains, the bracelets, the charmses,
I thought my Jesus piece was so harmless,
'Till I seen a picture of a shorty armless,
And here's the conflict,
It's in a black person's soul,
To rock that gold,
Sing your whole life trying to get that ice,
.... you look so nice,
How could something so wrong,
Make me feel so right, right?
Before I beat myself up like Ike,
You can still throw your Roc-A-Fella diamond tonight.
Because...

I didn't bother to put the rest up. Too tired and the message is mostly in that part.

You should all just listen to it once, at least. Give it a chance. Download it here:

http://www.hiphop-blogs.com.nyud.net:8090/hiphop/files/kanye_west_diamonds_remix_feat_jayz.mp3

So Kevin and I made this pact for us to buy a yacht after college (we'll sell our houses if we have to). From Miami we're going to take the yacht through the Carribean to go island hopping for as long as we want. When we get sick of one neighborhood, we'll turn on the engine and move. No moving trucks. No worries.

I'll never buy a pair of shoes again.

It's doable. I know a woman who's doing it (she gave me the idea). As soon as her kid is through with high school.

Some of you might wonder why music is like... an obsession with me.

( So here's your answer. Pretty much my own self rambling, honestly. Just... writing something down to organize my thoughts, I'd say. )

[	mood	|	weird	]
[	music	|	"What U Goin' Do" Lil' John	]

I smell like lobster. Gross, no?

( I Robbed Jax )

[	mood	|	angry	]
[	music	|	"Lose Control" Missy Elliot	]

I got Ghetto Gospel, chapter two back from my Beta. She read it and made some edits and such, which I'm so thankful for. Anyway, please check it out!

Ghetto Gospel : Chapter Two "Shift"

"Today in London, it’s 7/7, It joins it's cousin, 9/11"

Here are a few great poems I found on Fictionpress having to do with the attacks today:

London Parade
The Bombs go up in London Town
News

I'm thinking of writing something.

[	mood	|	happy	]
[	music	|	Bob Marley - Buffalo Soldier	]

So I'm staying here for another week. And I got a bit sunburnt today. Just in case anyone was remotely interested, you can stream seven songs I'm listening to in the cut.

I figured it might be fun to be a D.J.

( A few songs... )

[	mood	|	philosophical, tired, bored.	]
[	music	|	"From the Cradle to the Grave" Tupac	]

Bored. Made some serious money today, legally. Tired. Can't wait for tomorrow's parade. Sunburnt. Made a list of 50 things that'll make me happy. Then I realized that... it was also a list of things that would never come. In my opinion, there will always be fear. Always be racism.

Of course I believe there can be progress. There can be a lot of progress from what we have today. But perfect seems so far away, I honestly doubt that word can be valid for anything.

And it's not like we, this generation, is going to be around to see that 'perfect' world. If anything remotely close came, it's most likely going to be generations and generations away. It'll be even farther away the longer we sit here and dwell on that, like I'm doing now.

The spiritual law of 'dharma' states that with your life, you have a duty to improve the world with your passion and talents. For singers and such, if they truly love their music, they're supposed to promote positive feelings through their music, according to Dharma. For writers, it's through their writing.

I've always felt like this, deep down. I can never see myself slumping into what other people are falling into, such as my friend who's into sex and whatnot. I'm not trying to brag or anything, because saying something like this makes me feel shy. It's embarassing for me to write this, though I feel like it's important. And that's what I should be doing right? Make my voice heard, no matter who wants to hear it?

Who says dharma is true?, it's merely a belief or faith. But it's a damn good one. It's one I feel everybody should at least think about. You don't have to follow it, you don't have to do anything with your life. But if you choose that, you're bringing more negativity to the world than neutrality, in which you figure you'd bring in the first place. If you need explaining, I'm happy to.

No matter what you say, today was such a gift. Tomorrow isn't even concrete. Nobody promised you'll be here in twenty-four hours.

But who am I to say?

So the beach was very, very fun. We walked around the village for a while and I'm sure I got sunburnt somewhere on my body. Not sure where though, yet.

I need a job. Until Hollywood Video, Shaws or AMC Theatres call me, I'll take up babysitting.

I sent chapter two of GG out to my beta, hopefully I'll get that back soon. I think I will, since she's fast.

And for the fun of it, I compiled a list of songs I have on my Windows Media Player.

( Playlist )

Yesterday I had my French final, which I most likely failed. After that, I met up with a bunch of girls from my school and six of us crowded into a PT Cruiser. I had two of my friends on my lap. Haha. That was uncomfortable. We got to the beach at around ten-thirty and stayed until three. We played Truth or Dare, and I was dared to run "Baywatch" style around the hot lifegaurds.

XD They were like "You could make money doing that!" I didn't realize they were talking to me until I was at least twenty feet from them. I went swimming in the ocean, and if you're curious, yes, the ocean's still cold from the winter. But it's bareable. We were scared since some people have drowned at that beach from the undertoe this year. But we never went past our waist.

That night, I went to my friend's house. We watched "Prisoner of Azkaban" this morning and of course, I nearly orgasmed when I saw Tom Felton. XD Just kidding.

And I have a sunburn a lobster would laugh at.

( I do solemnly swear... )

Today after finals, twelve of my friends and I went over to Not Your Average Joe's for lunch. The bill came out to $115.00, but it was worth it. The poor waitress only got a $6 tip. Then one of my friends and I walked back here until her mom picked her up maybe forty-five minutes ago. Tomorrow I'm going to my uncle's and we might go out on a boat. Then there's a cookout on Sunday.

Then Monday I have one final which will get me out of school at 9:30 and I'll be done for the whole summer! So right after, a bunch of friends and I are going to the beach. Then I may be sleeping over my friend's house. And oh my God, I can't believe I came into high-school thinking I'd have no friends.

( Survey, survey, survey.... )

[	mood	|	awake	]
[	music	|	"Mr. Brightside" The Killers	]

I love my new icon! I've actually had it for a while now, but only now am I using it. Anti- George Bush icons ROCK!

Something's wrong with this computer. Either it's just the monitor or it has a virus. Whoop-de-doo! A virus scan on this computer takes about two hours.

Anyway, today is supposed to be around 80 degrees (I LOVE IT!) so I'll be tanning. No, it's not to fit in, I actually do like tanning. And sunburns make me feel warmer than I usually do. Or at least it feels like it. I get cold easily too.

So in jobs, I'll either be tutoring, babysitting, or if I can, typing up resumes for a company.

( Pros/Cons of Considered Jobs )

7 SCHOOL DAYS LEFT!!!

I might get a job typing resumes - and get paid by the resumes! Whoopt! I can type around 90 words per minute, so I could get hired, right?

Anyone, changed my FictionPress link. Visit my writing here!!!

I wrote something I'm actually proud of here. Dedicated to my brother. We might frame it and hang it on his wall.

8 School day's left! Then finals! Whoot. I need a job. Either babysitting (Flexible hours) or tutoring (set pay, less hours.)

Anyway, I've been having a lot of fun writing poetry, and I had a lot of fun writing this one.

( Road Trip )

I officially have Intermitant (sp?) Insomnia. This is getting so frustrating. For a while now it's been getting harder and harder to fall asleep and stay that way. Last night I got two and a half hours of sleep - and I was extremely tired from the weekend.

Speaking of which, two friends came over for a cookout, but it started pouring. So I decided to dance in the rain with my friends and splash through puddles. Then someone suggested we go sliding in a mud pit in the backyard. Well- that was my fun for the next two hours at least. We slid in the mud, chucked it at eachother, went down kiddie slides into the ditch, and mud wrestled. It was the most fun I've ever had for free!

And I have a bad sunburn from yesterday. It was clear and hot out, and I put oil on and sat outside in the sun for a few hours during our continued cookout. Nice.

And now another poem for y'all. And yes, I do realize, a lot of what I write is depressing.

( Rest Your Head )