Auto Biography? :]

Well, this should be the one post that would describe me, according to me, at least.

Hopefully after this post you should know quite a bit about me.

Or will you? [=<

Let's begin!

My favorite color is green.

I am 5 foot 8 inches tall.

I want to be 6 feet tall.

I start getting jumpy when I'm in the dark with too many noises or too little noises.

I don't know the difference between being insecure and being paranoid.

I use sarcasm daily, and tend to get annoying with it.

I have a profound respect for women on their rag/period. Especially while they're running, having cramps must be the most annoying feeling in the world.

I know, I've had cramps while running. It hurts.

I tend to argue over things that are unimportant, and miss the things that are.

I strongly advocate the use of the quote, "You don't cherish what you have until you've lost it."

I run my vocabulary down to the ground by using swear words in every two sentences.

I'm fat. >.>;; Trying to lose the weight.

I can eat most foods, but some do not appeal to me.

Especially non-well done seafood, yuck. I don't find seafood to taste well when it's not fully cooked.

I don't like people who type like, "U r Da BeSt! nO DaT mY cAr! GeE TeE EfF OhH." It's just stupid, besides, that probably took you longer to type than it took you to register basic arithmetic.

I also don't like people who type with the pronunciation of the word, instead of actually spelling it correctly

Example: "U r gay." Using "U" instead of "You".

And for the people who say, "It's the internet, get over yourself, scrub."

Screw you, the internet wasn't created so that everyone could become mindless, moronic assholes that dominated the technological realm using abbreviations every single damned second.

And for those who say, "If you type like this, you're a nerd and don't have a life."

If you actually took the time to actually tell me that I didn't have a life, look in the mirror. If you had a life, you wouldn't be conversing with me in a world made of pixels, idiot.

"Get a life."

I will, once you stop acting like you have one.

Woah! Got way too carried away right there, xD. Sorry, folks. I just tend to vent at those people who don't enjoy the game, but instead nag at others and tell them how bad they suck at certain games.

(Yes, most of the terminology and quotations used are taken from games that I play.)

I like cheesy love songs, but not too cheesy.

I like to write poems that express meaning, not just dull and bland words.

I would like to learn how to use the semi-colon more effectively, it might help me in the near future.

I absolutely despise the subject of Physics due to my teacher, he makes it seem like Physics is a burden.

I want to blog more often, but as soon as the opportunity arises, I bail and hide under the soft comfort of my bed.

The computer is basically my life, I spend much of my weekdays on it.

I would have liked it if my parents were more lenient on hanging out with my friends, but then again if they didn't give restrictions, I'd just end up in jail, or some bad situation that involves the police handcuffing me D:< (Just kidding, xD!)

In relationships, I feel awkward when couples start kissing strongly in front of others. But if there isn't any other way to meet up, considering that maybe their parents don't know about their relationship..then by all means, kiss away. But remember, keep it to minimum xD.

What I really dislike is bitter foods, like the bitter berry and anything that tastes bitter. It gives this really nasty after taste feeling in my mouth, and if I don't find something to wash it out, it absolutely drives me insane.

I dislike "Academic snobs", even though I do consider myself somewhat of one of them. Hypocritical much, don't you think so? >=/

Anyway, the reason I have a grudge against the academic snobs is because they have the intelligence to do so much, but they won't even wait or take a step back to help those around them who need help, when the teacher is not there to assist.

I despise the quote "When in doubt, ask your teacher!"

The reason for my spitefulness of that quote is because whenever I had asked a question in that class who had the poster, the teacher would always ask my why I wasn't paying attention, when s/he clearly hadn't explained that portion in the book. That and being yelled at for asking a "Stupid question". So whenever I see that poster, it makes me want to pick it up, burn it and scatter the ashes on the floor.

I know, I'm bitter. >:[

Anyway, I like and tend to be funny, according to others and myself.

Seeing people's smiles just lights up my day.

I dislike lethargic people, they always make life seem like a drag, and that's not how I'm going to live my life.

I like soda, but I also realize that it's bad for my health. I drink it anyway.

I have a strong feeling of resentment towards those who smoke and drink, and the creators of cigarettes, drugs, narcotics, and alcoholic beverages. When a man is drunk, he tends to act differently than if he were sober. These erratic behaviors hurt people, it can hurt innocent bystanders, or hurt those who care about the person. As for smoking, disgusting. First of all, you're basically ruining your lungs, I like taking deep breaths of air, it fills my body of energy. I don't like huffing and puffing constantly, it's such a burden. Aside from the defects of smoking, cigarettes, pills, weed, and all drugs in general cost so much when added up annually.

Along the lines of ruining your lungs, you ruin the lungs of those around you. Second hand smoking is completely pathetic in my way of thinking. You don't have enough money to smoke it yourself, so you're going to get second handed crap thrown down your lungs? Absolutely, just, disgusting. I'm sorry for my lack of vocabulary, I'm trying to expand as you read. Please bear with my ignorance D:<!

I don't like having sweaty palms, but I'm grateful, they keep me warm during the cold seasons. :]

I’m weird, very weird.

Being random is such a powerful and wonderful asset of mine. Sometimes, it can actually change the mood of others or revert their thoughts to another idea.

I think it’s funny that people on YouTube exploit how T-Pain gets his computerized voice.

I admire David Sides and all the other wonderful pianists who play RnB and hip hop songs on the piano.

I want to learn to play the piano and write my own melodies.

I want to visit all 50 states in the United States.

I wonder why people make fun of Canadians and Jews, I wonder why they stereotype them.

I cannot believe how complex this world has become in such a short time period.

Although, I do believe that humans are the most despicable creatures on earth.

“Humans are selfish. They will never give something up unless they will receive something greater in return.”

Yes, this applies to me too.

I am currently into the music genres of: Rhythm and blues, Trance, Techno, and Hip Hop. Possibly Rap, but not much rap appeals to me.

Will Smith, now that is an ingenious man. He knew how to get to the top fast, and he did what he had to do to get to the top. Now, reflect back on the movies that have came out in the past 10 years, what are the movies that have the most ratings and have the most income? Special effects. And Will Smith did exactly just that. After concluding the series “The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air”, he set off to make movies that included special effects. And guess what? He’s filthy rich and famous because of it. He quickly rose in the ranks, ranks that would have taken some actors 10 through 20 years to get to. He knew how the business worked, and he took all the advantages, and used them to their fullest potential. And thus, he was a grand success.

Aside from his acting career, Will Smith also has a musical career. Now, he may be underrated by some other rap fans, but if you closely examine the lyrics that Will Smith makes, he rhymes, but he also has straight forward and hidden meanings within the lyrics. His lyrics have meaning. Think about all the rappers nowadays. T-Pain, 50 cent, SOULJA BOY?, Young berg, all those new people coming out. What do they all have in common? All they rap about is money, sex, cars, alcohol, and drugs. If you see Will Smith’s rap songs, they have nothing to do with those categories above. They bash those who have joined the bandwagon. And I honestly believe that those who have joined the awful bandwagon of horrible rap should be ashamed of what they have become. Before music was made for money, it was made for enjoyment, relaxation, etc. But if you look at life now, what I said about humans being despicable is true. Soulja boy’s “Crank That”, What the hell is that about? Superman? I have no idea what he was talking about, and that oh so stupid dance that they made to “roll” along with it. Please check out the song Lost and Found by Will Smith to fully understand why I’m ranting about this. Will Smith’s lyrics just relate to the average person, they don’t appeal to the richer people in the world.

Moving on! Music is just so fascinating, so many tunes and melodies, lyrics that make your heart melt, or lyrics that energize your body, and push it to its limits.

RnB, or better known as Rhythm and Blues, is my favorite genre at this moment in time. Due to my pursuit on finding out what the actual concept of “Love” was, I became addicted to the songs that these amazing artists had to offer. After listening to one song, I was so interested that I started to search for songs that sounded similar. And now, out of the few songs that I have(which is around 115 songs), 80 of them are Rhythm and Blues songs, all love melodies. Some are quicker than others, and some are more sensual than others. I guess “Love” can be used in many ways. That is pretty obvious, though. The love for your brother is not the same as the love for your wife.

Well, I’d love to blog more, but my hands have become weary. Until next time. =]

Thanks for reading! :]

School.

Blah, I always hate the day we come back from break, I feel as though I need another one. But today wasn’t as bad as I had predicted it to be. That was because we had a short day, so the day breezed by. The part of school I dreaded most was P.E. Swimming, *Insert groan here* , that’s the worst thing you could make a fat person do. D: Anyway, once I got inside the pool, things just melted together, it came out alright. =P This will be a short post considering I don’t have anything interesting to blog about, I just thought that I needed to overwork my fingers.

Update!

Alright guys, it’s been a while since I’ve written. Many events have occurred over spring break and I’d like to discuss a few points.

1. Martin’s Party

2. A new experience

3. Random blurbs

Alright, let’s move on, shall we? =]

Martin’s party, oh boy, was that a bang. Let’s see, not everyone came, but it was still a very enjoyable party, one of my favorites, actually. There was Halo 3, Karaoke, and Mafia (That’s a given. =P)

Halo 3 was a real joy, except for it becoming tedious after twenty or so kills. Although, Halo 3 didn’t have as many people play as we should have, many were more interested in Karaoke, as it seemed.

Well, Karaoke was interesting, we have a nice selection of songs. They ranged from the Backstreet boys to Nsync to a mix of popular songs. Barbie girl, was just an extremely disturbing song, when I started to read the lyrics. The hell?

Why on earth would you want to molest a DOLL? You’d have a better time masturbating. -_-

Oh god, then the guy who was supposed to be Ken was BALD! Jesus, he tried to act like a player, and he failed so terribly.

Moving on to another favorite, BOOM BOOM BOOM! That song was actually pretty cool, but there were hookers in it, ~.~. I had no idea why they were there, I guess drunk men like hookers? O.o When Martin and I did our duet, oh man did that sound bad on my behalf. =P Oh well, at least I had fun with it.

Afterwards, we had lunch, and then we all went outside just to hang out in Martin’s forest of a backyard. That must have been the largest backyard I had ever seen in my entire life. Anyway, we saw Martin’s water guns, so we decided to fill them using pool water, and we started a 2 on 2 war, which raged into an all out brawl. And Martin, being as clever and sneaky as he was, ran to the hose and completely massacred those little boys with their squirt guns. xD, but, they teamed up and attacked him on all sides, using several people as decoys, and they succeeded in overtaking possession of the hose. Then everyone became tired of getting each other wet, and we all settled at the table that was located right in front of the pool, where we started several games of Mafia. No matter what, no matter how many times we play this game, it will always include sex related terminology and story lines that relate to that of sex. Ranging from people being trapped inside gay concentration camps and being sieged by angry tentacle monsters that attack the camp late at night, using their lustrous tentacles, to eskimos in a gay bar with STD carrying pornstars, waiting your arrival.

After we were finished with Mafia, we went upstairs for another round of Karaoke, and that was about the time where everyone started to leave, but my brother and I stayed. We stayed quite a while, actually. xD And there was only four left, Teresa, Eddie, Martin, and I. In order of listings : The descriptive pervert, the super nerd, the tentacle monster, and the fat freshman. We talked and talked, until the sun set. We droned on about so many subjects, it’s hard to recall what we talked about. But I remember vividly some subjects, such as: Masturbation, penis size, fantasies, and so forth.

Alright Teresa, here’s my off the top of my head “Fantasy”.

It’s 7:00 A.M., I’d wake up and shower, get myself ready for a day alone with the girl I love. 7:30, I go to her house, and make her breakfast, then we’d talk about what we’d want to do for the rest of the day. Go grab some coffee and come back to hang out with her family until we go out for lunch. Then, I’d take her to an outdoor place where there’s a clear view of the ocean and sit, talk, and spend time with her until the sun would set, then I’d take her home, and cook her dinner. After dinner, I’d cuddle with her until she fell asleep and head back home.

Eh, it’s really tacky and poorly put, but it’s hard to actually make a good story without the input of the other person. =/

My brother and I stayed at Martin’s house until their family had dinner, and we ate dinner at their house as well. You see, I have this problem where I always see or hear the wrongest things, at the wrongest of times. It always has to be something completely out of my nature or something immensely perverse. Maybe it’s just because I have bad timing, I don’t know. All I know is I run into a lot of weird and sticky situations. >.<. Anyway, the wrong thing that I saw was after I had finished my food, and Teresa stuck out her tongue to eat something, or do something with it, involving food, of course. It was so outstretched, I swore it was like a piece of rubber. If I had a chance to measure it, I’d probably tell you guys around 3 - 4 inches. O.O! THAT’S FREAKING LONG !

Me: Holy crap, your tongue.

T: What?

Me: Stick out your tongue again.

*Does as asked*

Me: *Rolls eyes* Lucky bastard.

Now, after dinner and all the talking, my father came to pick us up, and that is how we concluded our party at Martin’s house.

EXTRA: Martin’s grandmother asked if I wanted some more cake, because it was someone’s birthday, and I said, “No ma’am, I’m fat enough as it is.” But the hilarious part was, she comforted me by saying, “It’s okay, Martin is just the same.” LOL? That’s freaking hilarious! =P PUBLIC. HUMILIATION. Just kidding Martin, I love you. <3 xD

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Alright, now, Spring Break wasn’t as fun as I had wanted it to be, considering I only hung out with my brother’s friends more than my own friends, but that’s another story. Community service! Woah. Now that I don’t have to go to community service anymore, I have many free Saturdays. But this week I decided to tag along to have some fun following Martin’s party. I brought my English binder with me to hopefully do some homework, but in the end, it was futile. Going home, I started playing computer games, as routinely done on the weekends.

Mm, Sunday, boring as always. Vietnamese School has lost its thrilling experience.

MONDAY.. God, I dread that day. No matter what happens, that is the worst day of the week. Don’t you tell me otherwise. MONDAY. SUCKS! Always, even if I don’t have school, I tend to procrastinate until the last day, and it always lands on Monday. Sunday doesn’t suck as much because I know I don’t have much homework. But Monday, Jesus do I hate that day, the weekend carries onto that day. But, at the same time, I’m grateful that there’s Monday. Monday restarts the week for me, it prepares me for the rest of the week. Because we didn’t have school on Monday, I lagged today, which was not cool.

Alright, it’s almost 1:35, I need to sleep, but I’m going to blog about today in a second, XD.

Thanks for reading,

Sincerely,

Martin Luther King Jr. Library

The title says all! Holy crap, that library is like HUGE! It’s “GINORMOUS!” That library, truly should be labeled, “Book Heaven”. It’s contains approximately 9 floors, filled with books, over thirty study rooms, and possible over 200 tables that would seat over 1000 people. Augh, just blogging about that library makes me want to go back and play with the elevators, run around, jump down fleets of stairs, and annoy the librarians by fiddling with books and replacing them with other books unknown to that specific section. As I sat on the 6th floor, looking out towards the view, it was fascinating. It was magnificent. The sun shining so bright, illuminated the roofs of buildings. It was a totally new concept to me, seeing this from a library. Of course, I had seen such views from my hotel room occasionally while on vacation, but this was different. I was surrounded by knowledge and discovery, and as if it couldn’t get any better, the sun shone on the buildings and the vast view of the windows was absolutely estatic, yet it kept me calm. Aside from being estatic, the view put me into a trance, and before I knew it, 10 minutes had passed. As I struggled to regain conscienceness, I pulled out my homework.

Phew, now that’s over, my day was consisted of profanity, most of it coming from me. I need to stop this bad habit of adding swear words to every sentence I make. It’s too hypocritcal because I always tell my brother that swear words wear down your vocabulary structure, yet I’m the one constantly spurting profanites from who knows where! Speaking of vocabulary, it is quite evident that I have quite a narrow vocabulary. Although this is true, I plan on searching for new and interesting ways to express my feelings and thoughts so that you, the reader, may read with enjoyment and interest. =P

After sitting for what seemed like hours, my brother’s friends booked a study room for us to enjoy ourselves. No, we weren’t doing naughty deeds, there were see-through windows. Ruined your imagination, no? xD. Moving on, we booked the room for 1 hour, but somehow the people behind us didn’t seem to want to intrude upon us, so we stayed for another hour, before the next group of people kicked us out. >:[.

After moving out of the room, the group and I planned some prank on my brother. The guys and I took my brother’s things and bolted from the room, and we tried to ditch him. Catching the next elevator, to our surprise, he was right there. One of the guys ran to the stairs and went down, while the other stepped into the elevator. I had pondered about calling my brother and telling him about what we were planning, but somehow I knew it would turn out okay. And, it did, as I had predicted. Immediately after our plan had been foiled, I burst into hysterical laughter. It was so darn hilarious! A flawless plan, completely ceased by one thin strand of sheer luck! My laughing seemed to drone on, because the girl in the elevator gave me a funny look. As I caught her glance, I noticed how long I was laughing, and to my embarassment, stopped.

The day was beginning to close, and I felt extremely hungry. Being indecisive is such a pain. It took about 5 minutes to decide where the group wanted to eat. After all that fuss, only 3 people ended up eating.

Now, at home, I sit here, on my ass, blogging. I have no idea how this post took twenty minutes to write, I don’t think THAT slow. T.T

Alrighty, it’s nearing 10:00 P.M., good night everybody.

First post. :P ~Flame shield on~

Hey everybody! It’s Edwin here, (Aka Mistah Jell-O) and this should be my first post, or blog, whatever you may want to label this “thing”. This week, like any other week, has went by pretty fast, as I recall. It really sucks when you don’t know what to blog about, but you blog anyway. As I am trying to fill this box with obscure words that may not make any sense towards you, make an effort to “decode” this message. Although I do not believe it has any further meaning to it other than what is stated. Or is there?

=D