Week in review (chock full of Cena-ness)

Originally Posted on Feb 6, 2006 9:25 PM

Ok so this week was chock full of Cena-ness (I know that‘s not a word). But it was advertently and inadvertently for some really strange reasons. And to John Cena if you are reading this post a comment, you might be I don’t know.

On Mon. I still couldn’t stop thinking about Cena. My mind wasn’t in class, but it usually never is. I was so stupid I forgot to pack a pencil. I hate doing math in pen. To me math is one of the things I need to do in pencil. I make a lot of mistakes and I need to erase a lot. In my exercise class we went over nutrition. And I can’t eat anything. All the stuff I like is bad and it needs to be cut out of my diet. Including:Pork products, soup, cheese, mayo, ranch dressing, pizza, peanuts, hot dogs, doughnuts, pickles and white bread. I was so depressed. But I have to do it if I want to live to see 60.

On Tues. My teacher was late again that is one thing she is consistent with. To me she seems a little like a ditz. She did say was an artist writer. Ok, ok I know I shouldn’t be making assumptions here. While I was in the lab at school blogging about my Cena myspace dilemma, and reading up on wrestling in general. This girl comes up and sits next to me at the computer. She asks me a question about a class we are in. I was really confused and, since I’m taking 4 classes I have a hard time keeping straight which class I need to go to and who’s in it. And I didn’t know she knew I was in the class. The only reason I figured out which class I had her in was because she said the teacher’s name. The teacher sends us e-mails and she was telling me about how they had errors in them. So when I was checking my mail. The teacher had sent one about class being cancelled. It’s a good thing that girl reminded me about checking the e-mails from the teacher. The teacher had just sent the e-mail like a half hour before.

Wed I was finishing up my math homework in secret. I just did because I didn’t want that guy bothering me. I get to class a little late because I know the teacher comes late and tells us to come late too. When I get there I see nobody had opened the door so we are all standing out there like idiots. He didn’t come until 9 minutes after that. You that is that unspoken rule about the arrival of teachers and attendance about being 10 minutes late, or is it 15? We had to wait a little longer because he forgot the key. I was happy I remembered to bring my pencil. When I was going to my exercise class there was this girl and she said she was in my class and I did it again I forgot which class I have her in. She was all I’m in your exercise class. I still can’t keep it together. I bet I sounded like a snob to her. When I get to class we have to partner up and I don’t have a partner so I have to partner with the teacher. I was so embarrassed. I had to be there in front of the class while the teacher stretched me. She stretched and pushed me hard. I was making that pain face again, and now the whole class could see it. She told us to think about something else and, I was; wrestling submission moves. For some strange reason I was thinking about it again. The only good thing about it was that I had to do less stretching because I am not the same height as the teacher, so I guess I got off easy.

Thurs. was really weird. It started off weird and got weirder. I decided to wear my Cena shirt to school. The teacher was late again she came at 9:29 and the class starts at 9:30. I should just keep testing how late I can come with out being late. I still feel a lot of people in the class feel intimated by the 2 good writers in the class. The teacher gets mad because nobody wants to read what they wrote. I sure don’t. I feel like it’s not good enough and don’t like it. I’m not finding the joy of writing in there, I enjoy writing in my blog or writing for myself though. In my comm class we watched a story about backyard wrestling . Then I’m thinking “Damn why‘d I have to wear my Cena shirt?!”. I knew the discussion was going to gravitate towards me. Then she asks me a question about wrestling. Why am I the wrestling expert? Just because I’m sporting a Cena shirt? Ok there’s a Cena fangirl in here. They shouldn’t make assumptions unless they’ve experienced the wrestling “subculture”. They wanted to know why I watched wrestling and what’s the appeal of it. Personally I like it because it’s entertaining. If it got boring I wouldn’t watch it anymore, and I know it’s fake. I mean I’ve been on both sides of the fence here. I use to think it was dumb, but now I really like it. I got a lot of heat for wearing my Cena shirt. It happens so frequently. Why? I just want to show my support. Plus they don’t know me and who and what I like. They can’t judge me solely on wearing a Cena shirt. I left the class feeling weird and embarrassed.

On Fri. I had a silly thought “What if I had a Cena shirt back in my old comm. class? I bet the teacher would’ve told me something. I just don’t like be lectured on watching wrestling. I’m an adult and I’ve only been watching it for about 4 years anyway. I’m not one of those lifetime fans. That creepy guy in my math class did something really funny. He got mad at the teacher for erasing the problems too quickly. But the teacher did leave them up for a while. So my assumptions were right on this guy to he is a little creepy and weird. You know what you can say that about me too since I’m judging. But sometimes assumptions are right. I felt a little sorry for the guy when the whole class laughed at his comment, including the teacher.

Week in review

Originally Posted on Jan 31, 2006 11:16 PM

On Monday It was so windy I never sleep when it's really windy. Well not in my room anyway. I'm scared the tree that the owners don't take care of will fall or something. It was so hard to do anything. I didn't want to go anywhere. In my exercise class we had to walk. It was so hard to do because it was so windy. Plus I'm not really in shape. The class was walking really fast and I thought I could keep up, but I ended up being the last one. I didn't want to be because I have a lot of pride, which is a really big problem for me. I was really hurting. I noticed we were walking part of the bus route I ride. I was hurting so bad I was taking it really slow. So I listened to "The Climb" by No Doubt which gave me a little inspiration and made me walk a little faster. And I did for like 10 minutes. But then when we had to cross the street I ended up being the last one.

Nothing really interesting happened on Tues. I did have to miss my first class because I couldnt make it to the bus because I had a bloody nose. Well except for the WB and UPN merger as the CW. Which left me with the question, "Will they have some kind of childrens programming? Will Pokméon still be shown?"

I already posted something about what happened on Wed. you know about that stupid guy asking for math help. In my math class I noticed that a lot of people besides me are not really paying attention. I think we all have a good reason. Its boring in there! We had to do exercise machines in my class and they were hard to do well mostly the arm strengthening ones. I admit I really have no arm strength. All my strength is in my legs. I inherited that from my grandma (the one I don't like).

I did manage to go to class on Thurs. I went there late on purpose. And she did come late so I didn't have to wait that long. On that day she looked like a purple explosion. I was so bored in that class, the most bored I've been since I signed up for it. In my comm. class the teacher said most of the newspaper staff is in there -_- Which really sucks because they were promoting some kind of journalism conference. And I use to get that 2 semesters ago when I took another comm. class. I dont know why they like to push journalism on us.

Which really sucks for me because I like mass comm. I think its a really interesting subject. But the wrong teacher or atmosphere can make it not so interesting and like hell. Let's just say my last comm. teacher was a little...um...how do you put this? Deranged. Ok let's just say that in her class she did nothing but promote the school newspaper, that conference and tried to get us to write for it. All she ever wanted and hoped for us to do was write editorial letters to the newspaper. *takes a deep breath and sighs* ok I'm done with my rant now.

I was so happy I didn't have class on Fri. But I did realize something. I know I'm not a very good descriptive writer. I know what I'm good at describing. Its clothes! Finally I have somewhat of a writing strength I think?

Week in Review

Originally Posted on Jan 23, 2006 9:37 PM

I was thinking about moving my week in review to Fri. instead of Mon. because I have more time on Fri.

Nothing much really happened on Monday.

On Tues I was feeling discouraged in my writing class. I don’t know I mean I know it’s bad to compare your self to other people. I don’t feel prolific compared to the other people in there. I feel like I keep writing the same thing. I feel I have nothing to say.

On Wed math class was boring I got there just in time and I ended up sitting in a crappy seat. I really didn’t know what to make of my exercise class since that was the first day I had actually done exercise in there. I thought I was going to be hurting. I haven’t exercised in years. We did stretching for the whole class. It was kind of hard at first, and it made me think about wrestling. I was thinking about submission holds and the Master Lock. When it was painful I think I was making a face like Cena does when he is in pain the one that looks like this >o< . Of course it looks different on him because he’s not an emoticon.

On Thurs The teacher was late AGAIN! It seems to only happen on Thursdays. I’m still having my doubts about the writing class. I’m still feeling that I’m not cut out to be a writer, and that I’m not “deep” enough. I think there is something missing, but I don’t know what it is. The more time I spend in there the less I want to write. That guy who I assumed was a hippie admitted to being one. So maybe I’m not completely off. I’m not really big on poetry, I usually don’t see the big picture. There are some poets I like, but there are more that I don’t than do. I’m so sick of people bothering me about stupid things like listing to their dumb pitches to buy a newspaper or magazine subscriptions. I don’t want and care to help you.

On Fri I decided to wear my Cena shirt to school. I had never worn it to school since I got it. I heard the girls who sit next to me whisper “Does her shirt say chain gang on it?”. I thought that was funny. I was a little embarrassed, but I have to “represent” for Cena :p If I was feeling a little more brash I would’ve answered “damn right it does!”.

Week in review

Originally Posted on Jan 18, 2006 12:41 AM

Ok so I know my updates were a little more on target this time. I was going to post this yesterday but, myspace was having the blogs redone or something. I was going to blog at school , but I just can’t do it. I don’t want people walking by and watching what I write. Ok well…here’s the breakdown:

I’m not going to write about Monday because I already blogged about it.

Tues:

I was having a really crappy birthday. First my bus was an hour late and I thought I was going to have to forfeit my class spot. Then I started thinking about the crappy birthday I had 10 years ago and I’ve been weary of birthdays ever since. When I finally get to the room I see a room with the correct number on it and it’s in the right building. When I go inside there is nobody there. They tell me it’s in the room next door wit the same room number. The initial class was hard. It seemed everybody in there was well read. I had to think back really hard to my honors English class. I haven’t taken an English class in years. There was a prolific hippie in there and a budding comedy writer. The only thing I did do right was keeping a journal. But I’ve been journaling for years and that is nothing new to me.

Wed:

Ok so my math class is on today. When I get there the teacher is late. He doesn’t talk very well, and he tells lame unfunny jokes. A little part of me missed my old math teacher. Plus I have that boy in my class again (the one who asked for math help). I did see somebody in a Cena shirt and that distracted me. It was that army green color one with the picture of a skull on it. I was going to tell them something about “representing” or something like that, but the teacher kept us late so I was going to miss my bus.

Thurs:

So I try to get to my early this time because the teacher told us to when I get there everybody is there standing outside waiting for her. She was like 15-20 minutes late. And you still can’t really do that 15 minute rule because if you do your spot in the class will be surrendered. So she comes and makes that stupid proverb and doing and saying (you know the one). Personally I hate hearing that and when I do it gets me real fired up. Anyway so this guy in front of me starts making fun of the teacher’s clothes. She was all matching in various shades of teal. She looked like the teal section of the 96 box of crayons exploded on her. Then the prolific hippie guy read aloud some metaphoric artsy fartsy stuff he wrote and I was like -_- At the end of class she tells us to keep a journal. I personally like keeping one on paper, but she wants us to write in it like everyday. The only problem is I don’t want her to read my current personal one and when will I find the time to write in it? I think I’ll just give her a week in review type thing like I do here. She can get an abridged version. I don’t think she wants to read about me making fun of her teal outfit. This is the day I wrote that silly blog called “longer” which I think sounds perverted.

Fri:

You know what I hate about riding the bus early in the morning? It gets crowded with a bunch of high school kids. There is like 40 of them on the bus. And it sucks when you ride the bus at like 2-3 in the afternoon because it fills up with like 40+ of them going home. I got to class late because the teacher told us too and he didn’t come until 9:50 and told us to come 15 minutes later than the class starts which is at 9.

Sun:

It was just so special and fun it deserves it’s own blog.

Decompression Time

Posted Date: : Dec 16, 2007 11:53 PM

I'll admit I was mentally on break at least 2 weeks before finals. In one of my classes I was suppose to be taking notes on a movie we had to write an essay on. Let's just say the notes I took weren't very good. When I looked over my notes. I noticed that I wrote a lot of nonsense including part a MadTV skit and comments on how one of the characters in the movie looked like Manda from Bis. I was also on break in my US history class. Half the time I wasn't even taking notes. I was planning out more blogs.

After the semester ends I like to take a few days of decompression time. I have to clean out my folders and backpack, but not too much since I might have to dispute something I turned in and have. But since the semester is over I have been searching for employment. But not just any job I want a real job not all that work at home shit that spams up your in box. Not to say that some work at home businesses are profitable and honest. I'm talking about the shady and annoying ones.

DS Screen Cleaner Product Review

Posted Date: : Oct 5, 2008 2:18 AM On an impulse buy I bought one of those DS screen cleaners. It was in one of those vending machines that sell those little figures and charms for $1. When I got it home and took it out of the egg I cleaned my DS screen with it. It was horrible. It made my DS screen all linty it looks worse than it did before. Now it's smudgy and linty. Maybe I should just buy a micro fiber cloth to clean the screen.

Here are some pictures of it.

The cleaner:
front:back:
The little paper that came with it.
Front:back:

Latino Heat RIP

Posted Date: : Nov 14, 2005 12:33 AM

Everybody loved Eddie, who didn't at one point? I was never foturnate enough to see or meet him in person or see him wrestle. But he was very funny and enteraining.