coralys

The American species, you mean?

So, that prom is like a promotion-year ball of high school, ok. Like in that Simpson chapter when grease snows at the end. Or that Carrie movie. But I guess most of them don't mate. Too far away from instincts for such simple mating rituals.

Maybe here in Belgium they do something similar, yeah. I have to post a photo of me well dressed...

A prom is a "promenade".

Yeah, that doesn't make much sense either.

Do it! How many times does an opportunity like that come along? I'm jealous of you now, too. I dated an "ABC" (American Born Chinese) girl for 5 years in my early 20s. She always wanted to go to China. She finally got to visit China a couple of years ago and she loved it. Can't wait to go back.

I've been back to China a lot, though. I was there just a few months ago. Anyway, the guy says he doesn't need me any more. They're gonna get someone local there. Which makes much more sense anyway.

I might have be going to China for a few days soon. A friend of mother's knows someone who needs an interpreter on a business trip and is willing to pay $250 per day, plus all expenses. I'd have to miss a few days of summer school, which I'm not doing so well in. Plus, I'm not really that confident of my ability to translate. I'm not too fluent in business lingo in either French or Chinese. Plus, he's a man and a stranger, and I don't know... I said I'd do it, anyway.

I got the job at the gift store! I'm starting on Monday.

Am I alone in thinking Ugly Betty is kinda sexy?

America Ferrera is darn cute.

Thanks. I'll know tomorrow if I got it. The store was a hell of a lot classier than I thought it would be. I thought it would be knick-knacks, but it was more like silverware and crystal, stuff for weddings and stuff. I don't know what I expected, since it's located on a pretty posh street near a very wealthy neighbourhood. Actually, that place seemed to sell things I would only consider suitable for wedding presents, but the folks in that area would probably buy them for any occasion.

Hey! I have a job interview tomorrow too! It's for some clerk-type job at a gift shop near my school.

Hi! We're the K Bros!

 

Soooo adorable.

I had a dream last night that I went to New York to visit Barnard College, which is the school I want to go to, and they wouldn't let me in. Not even to visit the place or walk around the lawn. Anxiety about getting into university, I suppose.

A few weeks ago I had dream about being kicked out of my home for dating a girl (one of my friends, the editor of the school newspaper). She worked at a pet store (which she does not do in real life) and got me a job there. The store was a very run-down sort of place, and almost empty. The walls were covered with rows and rows of fish tanks, but they were all empty and dirty. The pet store's owner was a mean sort of guy and all of sudden, out of nowhere he accused me of not only being a prostitute, but also of using the back alley behind the pet store as a place to service my clients. This was ridiculous because I'd only been there a few minutes and hadn't even been to the alley behind the pet store. I looked to Karen (the girl who was my girlfriend in the dream) and asked her to defend me against these baseless accusations. She just shrugged. I think she was in the middle of counting money or receipts. Something like that. Anyway, that really hurt me, because my parents had turned me out for dating her, and she wouldn't even protect me. So I started to cry. The boss made fun of my crying and said he couldn't have an employee who cried so easily so he fired me. As you can imagine, I was devastated. I'd lost my family, my job and my lover. I also remember the outfit I wore in the dream. It's actually clothes I own and where.

Now don't tell me I had that dream about working in a pet store and being gay and being a prostitute because I've been listening to Pet Shop Boys all day and my favorite song of theirs is Rent. That's simply ridiculous!!

By the way, I may be dumb, I don't see any Christ-imagery in your dream, Christian.

I think bad teachers of maths and sciences are much worse than bad teachers of things like philosophy or whatever. This isn't about you, Christian. I was thinking about this in class. I haven't been in a math class in over a year, so I'd forgotten how much more wretched it is to go through something like a math class taught by an incompetent. We're actually going to be tested in an exam at the end that is the same as what other classes will be taken. And we are expected to get the knowledge we when we go to the next level course. I hope that I can get by through studying the text book on my own.

Your story about your teacher teaching from unpublished books is hilarious though. I must tell everyone.

I've just had the second installment of my summer session calculus class. The teacher is just awful. He's telling us about really simple concepts in an incredibly convoluted way. The things he's teaching us are actually too simple to be on the exam, but his teaching method makes them seem impossibly hard to understand. I spent most of the class doodling and reading Robertson Davies' The Manticore under the desk, which is something I haven't done in college since I began. I am now going to have very bad associations with the room 5A.2, since the worst class I had last semester was also held in that room.

I just finished The Diamond Age. Yeah, it's taken me about six weeks, but I did take a break of two weeks for exams and stuff. I have to say, it has the worst ending of any Neal Stephenson book and it's not like it doesn't have a lot of competition in that category. If I didn't know that I had run out of book, I would have turned the last page over eagerly to find out what happens next.

I know understand why you guys were saying that he just writes and writes until the story runs out of steam.

I just finished my last test of the semester. I'm freeeeeee! Except for my SATs which are in less than one month. Shit.

I'm in 30th place. Haven't been posting as much lately though.

They think I'm a Communist because they are idiots. I really don't know why. They must be completely braindead.

Mostly it was because last semester there was this lame anarchist guy in my history class who'd show up once in awhile and pipe up with stupid comments. Usually I would just try to shut it out, but then I started to argue with him. Apparently that made an impression on some people and they interpreted that as me being a communist. Shows what they really know about Communism, eh?

All I remember saying to him was something about how he wasn't being objective and he was simplifying things to fit his own preconceived ideas. So it wasn't even a condemnation of his ideas, just of his methods.

That, apparently, makes me a communist. Idiots.

I just found out that I've made an impression on some kids in my school. Unfortunately, I am apparently known as the "Chinese Communist". Fantastic. I also have two tests first thing tomorrow morning and I can't study because of thing huge headache I've got. And there is no Tylenol in the house. I've asked my mom to bring some when she gets home, but that was a few hours ago.

I'm not in a good mood.

Thanks all, and I meant to say, looking good, Saints Apathy and Finn.

Lou is soooo adorable.

And Christian, I think that's because my hair was pushed back in that picture.

PS. You can compare the length to my pic from page 226.

Shorter hair.

I got to night 13, but then the game froze up.

Get down Groove Armada

Really cool video. I can't BELIEVE YouTube flagged that one as "inappropriate for viewers under 18"...

How the hell did youtube know I was under 18??

I guess I don't swear on the boards, but I do swear a bit in real life. I don't think my mom'll mind, either. It's just a t-shirt. She's very understanding.

Oh, and Coralys, have you seen the t-shirt? It features a fair bit of swearing. Don't know if that affects things, but I thought I'd mention it.

What, the smash single "Buggering Buggering Fuck"? :) No, I don't mind.

I have seen the t-shirt (on AXChan, Pooka, and I've wanted one but didn't ask because I knew most you hadn't received yours yet despite ordering them two years ago. But if they are being sent out now, I want one!

As for wearing a school tie and too much eyeliner, I suppose I could pull that off. But no way am I singing that song. So far, I've even refused to listen to the whole of it.

I want one! I'll take a medium.

That was another thread. I first said, "Jason, how many languages do you speak?!" in this thread after his post with arabic. Then, in another thread, (the Shit Letter one) he said something about the Spirit of the Stairs in French. So to be clever, I posted the exact same sentence over there.

Did it work?

Ow. Why is it that I alwasy look bad in this thread?