Hai peoples! :D

So. Rach brought her camera to school today and took a bunch of paparazzi pictures. Rach discovered that paparazzi is fun. :D

... But Rach is still kind of pissed off at the paparazzis at Ottawa. >:(

Rach is screwed for a lot of things. See Van's post for more details.

To Angieness: Rach agreed to go to the dance only cuz Rach feels like it. And because Rach is bored. And because Rach wants to go to a place where she can go crazy and slow dance with a bunch of involuntary girls people without other people staring at her and thinking she's some kind of mentally retarded freak. :D

... At least, Rach hopes. o.o

Oh, and yes, Rach omitted the hyphen in Angieness's nickname. :D Because Angie-ness is too troublesome to type and looks really awkward. :P

Tomorrow is a P.A. Day. That means Rach can sleep in tomorrow. Rach is satisfied. :)

Edit: Oh, by the way, Rach is going to be screwing around with the layout. Just to let you know. :P

Ehe. xP

It's funny, every time I think I'm going to die from homework/project/something or other, I end up finishing it in a relatively short amount of time. And then I stop spazzing. :P

Still screwed for reading responses though. And Art. And tests. And the weird math assignment thing. D:

Rach needs some random generic reading goal to write about for her reading binder thingy. ._. Also, she needs to type up 7 half-pages of reading responses on random Wikipedia articles and books that she read 23432043029893 times before already.

Our band sucks this yearrrr. D: Canon of Peace turned into "Canon of Loudness" or "Canon of War" and Amazing Grace is now officially dubbed "Amazing War." (Haha, Jason, you created a new band slang! :D Kind of like Carrots of the Pirabbean.) If it weren't for last year, we WOULD NOT have a CHANCE to get into MusicFest AT ALL. T.T I just hope we don't totally flop at MusicAlive. That would be embarrassing.

I cannot even imagine what grad band is going to sound like. Especially with only that Desiree person on percussion. O.O I swear everyone is going to go deaf at our grad. Which is really kind of SAD.

Uwahh, Angie makes me feel sorry for the Sutherlandians if she's going to describe Sutherlandia like that. D: HAVE FUN STRESSING YOUR BUTTS OFF FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR, GUYS. ._.

Oh, and I just realized: Angie rants about a lot of relevant stuff in her blog (like politics and our economy and all that) while I just write random crap. Rach applauds Angie-ness for that. :D

... Rach is wondering if she should omit the hyphen in Angie-ness's nickname. :/ Oh well. Whatever.

Rach is currently eating oranges. Oranges are kind of too tangy for Rach. Rach does not like oranges very much. ._. Besides, spitting out the seeds is troublesome.

Rach partnered up with Nalini for the science game project thingamabobber. :O Rach is still waiting for Nalini to add her on MSN. xP

... Rach doesn't want to write something generic about a generic reading goal. ._. Rach lacks reading goals. But Rach is not allowed to put "I lack reading goals" on her sheet, or she will get docked marks. Screw you too, reading goals. D8<<

... See? Rach just writes random crap in her blog. Rach is hopelessly unproductive. ._.

Uwahh, Rach hopes Angie-ness isn't feeling too weird about barfing in the middle of school and triggering a Code Green. ._.

... Rach should start writing about her generic reading goals now. Rach will now end this post, which happens to be post number 52. Rach is proud. :D

DAMN IT.

I AM SCREWED FOR BASICALLY EVERYTHING.

I NEED TO CALM DOWN.

AND STOP BLOGGING. AND ACTUALLY DO MY WORK.

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.

Journal + history + math + art + 2 tests next week = DEADDDDD. T.T

SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT.

Haha, shrimp.

Something interesting happened at lunch monitoring today. So, I had leftovers for lunch, including beef, scrambled eggs, and 2-day-old shrimp mixed with rice. And then this girl, Chanese or however you spell her name, came up to me and started staring at my lunch. o.o And then she started begging me for my shrimp, but I refused, cuz I technically wasn't allowed to share my food (and besides, i wanted my shrimp. ._.) And then she spazzed and tried to grab it from my container thingy so I had to shove the two shrimp I had left into my mouth. xP

WILL YOU BE MY HUSBAND. :D jks jks.

Andrea: STOP RAPING ME. ARE YOU DOING THIS ONLY CUZ RICHARD'S NOT HERE? T.T
Me: Mmm, I guess. :P I mean, if he was here, I'd be hugging him instead.
Andrea: ... RICHARD, COME BACKKKK. Dx

Mr. Lew gelled his hair again today. xD

Hmm, what else. Oh, I was browsing the entries of another one of my old blogs, and it was quite... interesting, for lack of a better word. xD

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Backyard Broadway was PRO~~

Yes it was. 8DD

Okay, so basically, Silken came up with this idea of having a concert to get donations for the poor people in Sichuan, who've recently experienced an earthquake. And there were a bunch of grade 8's performing (and one grade 7, but she wasn't originally planning to go upstage in the first place, she sort of got... invited at the spur of the moment. But I digress) and they were all PRO. Let's see... Silken, Lily, Sienna, Sophie (or however you spell her name... I don't know her), Richard, Justin, Peter, Guanzhou, and the rest of them either I'm too lazy to list, or I forgot. Oh, and me. But I'm highly irrelevant, despite the fact that Richard and I were supposedly great. Well, more specifically, Richard was being pro at piano as usual, but me... faaaaaiiiil. Even though Lily and Silken and some other people were shaking me and telling me I was awesome, and posing threats of violence if I contradicted them. -coughsiennacough-

So yeah. I'm done. But I'm still in a state of denial over whether I was pro or not.

---

Arcy says...

"YOU ARE OUR SCHOOL'S HOTTEST COUPLE."
-Alyssa

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Thursday June 12, 2008 (at lunch time...)

“I don’t have muscles,” Vanessa said, raising her own arm and poking it.

“No, you’re not very strong,” Fandi commented. “Rach is though.”

“I am?”

“Yes you are,” Fandi reassured me. “And so is Mich.” With that, she started punching Michelle’s arm, as if to prove to everyone that Mich had muscles.

“Yeah, Mich is really strong,” Vanessa agreed, punching Michelle’s other arm.

Michelle just sat there eating her lunch, and didn’t seem to notice the two people on either side of her hitting her.

Fandi grinned at her lack of reaction, and began punching harder. “Doesn’t this hurt?” she finally asked Michelle incredulously.

“No.” When Fandi gave her a surprised face, she added, “My brother punches me all the time. That’s how I get muscles, as you would say.”

“Getting punched does not give you muscles!” Fandi said loudly, laughing. Vanessa and I were laughing as well.

“Yes it does,” Michelle said stubbornly, getting up to pack her thermos away.

“No it doesn’t!” Fandi said back. “Mich, you have special logic.”

“Yes I do,” Michelle agreed.

When the laughter finally subsided, Michelle sat in her chair again and faced Fandi. “Do you want to get muscles then?” she asked.

“No thanks,” Fandi said with a grin on her face, but Michelle had already started punching her shoulder. I was doubling over with laughter.

This carried on for a few minutes before Fandi yelled out, “Ow! That hurts!”

“I’m giving you muscles!” Michelle said indignantly.

“For the last time,” Fandi said, laughing herself, “punching someone does not give them muscles! Ow... you gave me a bruise!” she added accusingly.

“Well, it was for your own good!” Michelle shot back.

“You gave me a bruise though!” Fandi repeated.

“But bruises are cool!” Vanessa piped up, making everyone laugh again.

[ ps. i know its not exactly what we said that particular lunch, but you get the basic idea, right? ]

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I should be doing my math homework. x__X

OH, and P.S., Angie still seems to worship my blogging. xD TEH ANGIE'S BLOG IS PRO TOO. DON'T DENY IT. x3

In which Rach browses entries from her old blog.

You find interesting things when you read over the stuff you wrote over 3 months ago and forgot about. :P

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There's this random marker person at my Kumon who has problems. So, I don't get a question, and I ask for help. She reads me the answer so freaking fast that I couldn't hear anything clearly. I asked her to repeat what she said, and she's like, "JUST READ IT OVER AGAIN" and I'm like, "WTF, I READ IT OVER LIKE 5 EFFING TIMES AND I STILL DON'T GET IT, THATS SORT OF WHY IM ASKING YOU FOR HELP" but she went off to help this other person, so I think she missed my pissed-off glare.

So, I read the text again... and again... and then she's like, "STOP STARING AT IT, STARING AT IT WON'T HELP" and I felt like slapping her. And then she took it and looked at the answer book and was like, "COME ON, THIS STUFF IS EASY" and I was like, "I'M IN GRADE EFFING SEVEN AND THIS IS LIKE GRADE EFFING ELEVEN WORK, AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FIND IT EASY??? YOU HAVE SERIOUS ISSUES, LADY." Then she gave this explanation thing that made no sense. Something like "The lament part refers to him weeping and moaning next to the riverbank" and then something about waiting for him to finish speaking cuz the dude wasn't going to speak for long. I had no idea how those two ideas were connected, so I asked her why they gave that answer, and she's like, "Cuz thats what it says in the answer book." And I muttered under my breath, "That's helpful," and she said, "What?" and I repeated myself, and then she's like "WHAT???" and I'm like, "FORGET IT." And she's like, "WHAAATTT?????" and I felt like kicking her. Which probably would have been easy cuz her legs were invading my space, and they kept bumping against my legs.

...And I forgot what I was going to complain about next, so whatever.

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Uwahh, Rach had a bad day that day. D: Rach still remembers that person. Rach is still kind of pissed off at her. (And yes, Rach does sometimes hold really long grudges.)

Oh, that reminds Rach. Apparently Lileth works at Kumon now. :O Rach wishes her good luck with that. ._.

And now the rant that is more likely to interest people...

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What. The. Hell. Just stop it. I'm getting so sick of it.

What am I talking about? The fact that most people seem to care about our relationship status than much else. Actually, "care" isn't the right word. I can't find a word for "abuses our status to make both stupid and hurtful comments at both Richard and I."

I think some people in grad band heard Kevin (who goes on my bus) ask me- in front of everyone in grad band (but not everyone was listening, thank god): "Rachel, do you like Richard?" He'd been doing that for the past week or three, just to irritate me. And he knows I get irritated. So ignore him, some would say. Here's the problem: I ignore it, he, and most other people, continue. I don't ignore it, they still continue. Do I have a choice much? T.T

Most of the people who tease me know that I hate it (and I guess that's the precise reason they tease me in the first place) but when I tell them to stop, they still do it. Then I tell them that I'm serious and they should stop, and they stop- for the time being. A day or two later, it starts up again. When I say you should stop, that does not mean stop for just a minute or two. It means stop, REALLY stop.

I know that most people don't really mean to make me depressed-like and stuff, but there is a difference between playful teasing, and killing my self-esteem for four months with no end in sight. How does it kill my self-esteem, you ask? Well, it's less to do with the teasing and more to do with the fact that I feel disrespected, and my wished unheard. Like my opinions and feelings don't matter to anyone. And people don't like to be ignored; it usually causes them to withdraw from friends and family and socialize less. Which can likely lead to depression. Some people might think that I'm one of the least likely people to get depressed, but I've been in bad moods before. Really bad moods.

To those of you who are the teasers- you know who you are- before you tease me again, at least try to think about what I have to go through every time you do it. I've been putting up with this shit for a long time. I've told people to stop, but THEY DON'T STOP. Again, when I say stop, I REALLY. MEAN. STOP.

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That's the one thing I'm actually happy about. When Richard's not at Crosby, that kind of stuff stops, thank god. (But I still miss him like hell. T.T)

Oh yeah, and this is what Jason commented on one of my posts:

Arclithe said...
Oh no Rachel.
Next year if we do the yearbook, I think we should make like a little box for people to write whatever they want to write in it :D
... well, plus that i guess.
it should be cool!
and we HAVE to make it better than this year's.

BUAHAHA, indeed. >:)

Uwahhh, Rach guesses that almost 90% of this post is copied and pasted from her old blog. That just goes to show how bad Rach is at estimating. xP

Rach is bored.

Uwahh, Rach has not been bored in such a long time. But now Rach has nothing better to do than to rant in her blog about how bored she is. And about writer's block.

Third-person is fun. TRUFAX. :O

Hmm, Rach should stop pulling a Van. Now.

...Whatever.

Rach wants to write something. But Rach doesn't know. ._. SOMEONE GIVE RACH IDEAS ON WHAT TO WRITE ABOUT. ._.

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Rach should stop doing that now.

...Rach is still bored. Oh, Rach hears that song from Mamma Mia downstairs. O.O Uwahh, it's getting on Rach's nerves now. STOP IT. SHUT UP, SONG. SHUUUUUTTT UPPPP.

Haha, the thing shut up. >:D

...Rach is still bored. Rach really sounds like Van right now. o.o Rach is be plagiarizing Van? Uwahhh, Rach is a bad kid.

...BORED. T.T

In which Rach posts conversations from lifesaving.

The FOREHEAD convo
Eddie: Sandra, you still need to give me your Bronze Med verification.
Sandra: Oh yeah, I keep forgetting. xP
Eddie: Then write it in your agenda.
Sandra: ...But I don't HAVE an agenda :(
Eddie: Then write it on your forehead.
Sandra: ...But I don't HAVE a forehead :P
Eddie: What do you mean you don't have a forehead?? o.O
Everyone: LMAO xD

The CROTCH convo
Eddie: Kyle, why does it say Karosh here?
Kyle: Oh, that's my real name, but my dad signed me up as Kyle. :P
Some random dude: Wait... your name is Crotch? o.o
Everyone: LOL xD

The BABY ACTAR convo
Sandra: Why's the baby so small? o.o
Eddie: Because it's a baby. (No duh.)

The BABY ACTAR convo #2
Random dude: -bangs actar on chair-
Eddie: DON'T BREAK MY BABY. YOU BREAK MY BABY, I BREAK YOU. >:(

The NIPPLE convo
Eddie: Here's how you landmark for compressions. See these two holes? These are nipples.
Everyone: ...xD
Eddie: ........ T.T Anyway, so you put these two fingers on the nipples-
Everyone: xDD
Eddie: ............. ANYWAY... they're parallel, so you bring your fingers across and push.
Random dude: B-b-but... what if they're NOT parallel? D:
Eddie: -facepalm- Are your nipples not parallel?? T__T

The MAJOR INJURY convo
Eddie: The important thing is to treat your minor victim, or else they'll become a major victim. How are going to treat two major victims? You can't.
Kyle: So, if you have two major victims, you just have to let one die?
Eddie: No. If you have two major victims, then you're screwed. Majorly.

Uwahh.

This is as close to an all-nighter as Rach can get before her parents demand that she goes to sleep. x__X

At chinese school today...

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Jason Q: Hey Ms. Wong- I mean, lao shi!
Me & Shandy: LMAO xD

Terry: (randomly) STOP TOUCHING ME.

HAI GUYZ! (Nearly wrote "HAI GAYS" there o.o) Je is at chinese school. Er... wo zai zhong wen xue xiao. Yeah. I'm bored. Shandy's watching me. :P

My handwriting is so fugly. T.T
Waii! No!
(That was Shandy.)

I'm bored. We're supposed to be doing this thingy in the exercise book that neither of

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That's where I stopped. Never got to finish that sentence. :P

ADLKFJDLFJSADLJFSD.

Goodbye.

Jason, get well soon. D:

No, srsly. You sound really sick and frustrated and... stuff. o.o Tis not good. Sleep and feel better, kay? Straining yourself isn't gonna do you any favours. Dx

And indeed, the viruses attach themselves to cells, magically make new baby viruses, and blow the cells up. :P Tis how it works.

We had a class debate in math today. :O Okay, so we were taking up this random math sheet, and we were talking about how to figure out the sum of interior angles for regular polygons. Then I heard Andrew arguing with Dana and Mich P about how, even if the sides are all the same length, the angles aren't necessarily the same. So Andrew was trying to prove that point, while Dana was trying to explain why it didn't work, and Mich P making sarcastic comments and basically yelling in Andrew's face that he was wrong, and it didn't work that way, because she said that if all the sides are the same length, the angles HAVE to be the same too.

Ms. Wong for some reason didn't notice (or refused to notice) the argument, until Andrew basically yelled back in Mich P's face that "You're all so dumb! >:O" Then Ms. Wong turned around and said, "Excuse me? Andrew, did I hear you say that someone is dumb?" And then Andrew and Dana and Mich P explained about the argument.

First, Ms. Wong lectured us on how we shouldn't call each other derogatory names like "dumb" because it's not nice and blah blah blah.

Ms. Wong: ...So, no one is dumb in this room-
Marco: I am! :D
Everyone: LOL xD

After that, the class began a heated debate.

Resolved that: Even if all the sides of a regular polygon are the same, the angles don't necessarily have to be the same.

That was Andrew's point, and frankly, the whole class was against him. :P

To try and prove his point, Andrew drew a really screwed up hexagon on the board, one that had 4 obtuse and 2 acute angles, and tried to explain that it was possible, while Mich P and James and Simon and Jake were arguing that the sides weren't the same, because if they were, it wouldn't be possible, and Andrew just replied by saying, "Well, pretend they're the same! >:O" And then they tried to explain to him that just pretending doesn't prove anything, and that if they actually WERE the same, it wouldn't be possible, and so on and so forth.

Suddenly, David N piped up that it was possible, and Andrew was right, because he drew the same hexagon Andrew tried to draw on the board, this time making sure that all the sides are the same length. I immediately rushed over to his desk (which was about a meter away from mine :P) with my ruler and measured the sides of his hexagon to make sure.

David: See, they're all 2 cm. :P
Me: ....-measures really carefully- Sorry, I'm being a perfectionist here. :P
Everyone: ......
Me: AHA! This one's 2.1 cm! >:D
Everyone: LOL xD
James: Burn! xD
David: Fine! I'll fix it! xD

Then it was discovered that Andrew wasn't talking about regular polygons, and everyone else thought he was. In the end, we were both right, because Andrew was right about the angles not necessarily being the same even if the sides were the same length, and Mich P and the rest of us were right about that being impossible with a regular polygon.

Then Andrew started to brag that "everyone's dumb except for me," which really pissed Jake off, so he called Andrew "extremely dumb." Then Ms. Wong lectured us again. :P

Andrew: You are dumb! >:P
Jake: No, you're dumb! >:O
Ms. Wong: ZOMGG, just stop it! D:<<
Me: This is a dumb argument! >.>

So that is the special thing that happened today. :P

JASON, DUN OVEREXTERT YOURSELF. ._. Get better, kayyy?

I IS AT SKOOOLLLLL

HI.

I'M BORED. ANDREA'S GOING ON YOUTUBE. xD

BUAHAHAHAHAHA

>:)

...I'm really bored now. Ciao. :P