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But hey, I went into it with that mentality and came out feeling like I just wanted to forget it ever happened.

The morning didn't turn out exactly as I had expected it to, for better or for worse. I had Jamba Juice. Buying presents is just too much of a hassle, especially since half of the teachers I wanted to give presents to either didn't attend graduation or left early.

I wanted to slap that lady at See's Candy. So what? We're teenagers? And automatically, we're classified as just some of those lousy, ruckus-causing high school students who have nothing better to do than make trouble for those oh-so-high-standing adults. I hate those people. Oh, so it's immediately my fault that there's some water on the floor? WTF. Sure, I had a Jamba Juice cup in my hand. Granted, it was near empty (extra residue?), and since when were Jamba Juice drinks clear? So just shut up and think before you decide to come up with some silly generalization. You're not that great, yourself.

I'm happy that at least I got to go to Build-a-Bear.

Graduation itself. I feel disappointed. It seemed like it wasn't planned well at all. I'm so tired of listening to so-called "facts" that have either been over-exaggerated or falsified completely. >_>; Get your facts right! I'm glad I sat next to Mr. Doom. At least I could laugh at his jokes. My cap kept on slipping off my head.

You know, it's a lot easier to say "it's okay" or "it's no big deal" to someone who hasn't reached his or her goal when you already have. I failed to achieve my high school goal. Therefore, I am a failure. The worst part is that I would have had no chance since day 1. Sure, I could have taken extra classes, but it's not like that would have helped. I lose at the game of numbers that the administration at my school seems to love to play.

I guess taking pictures with my friends was fun. This all happened as I was trying to deliver presents to my teachers. I don't feel like making the extra trip to school today.

I don't understand people, and women especially. My feet are aching and sore. Why? Why are people so keen on sacrificing comfort to put on a "good image" in front of others? It's so silly, so silly.

Most families had flowers or bears or some other small present to give to their graduates. My parents didn't. I was okay with that. I told them that it was pointless. So why? Out of guilt? Since when did street peddlers come to our school? Just so people who didn't have presents wouldn't feel empty-handed? How much did my parents pay?

(Judy Garland and Gene Kelly are on TCM right now. I need to scan my registration forms.)

I love that restaurant. I love all of the people who work there. I hate my brother. He could have just shut his mouth and kept quiet. Fine, if you didn't want to come to my graduation, then you should've just stayed home. Forget about being persuaded by my parents to go. I was already in a bad mood. Thanks for making it an infinite times worse, just because you were "bored to death." SHUT UP.

I'll make it a point not to even remember your graduation.

"LOL Angie. It's true. No one clapped for you. wtf. wtf. wtf. wtf."

HAHAHAHAHA. CAN I DIE RIGHT NOW? SHOOT ME, PLEASE.

My parents. I felt really sorry for the waiter. We go to that restaurant so often, but if I had served my family last night, I would have purposely avoided my family in the future. It all becomes his fault that the orders were "wrong." My family can't order. I do the ordering at that restaurant most of the time. No wonder they can't order. Poor guy. Don't just blame him like that. I wish it was a quiet, non-celebratory dinner.

I lost my appetite. I was really looking forward to that gigantic plate of teriyaki and assortment of other food. Well, guess what? The restaurant ran out of beef for a 4th dish, and so my parents proceeded to tell the waitress that we only ordered 3 dishes. LOL. Way to go! Thanks for forgetting about me.

I would have preferred to sit by myself last night. I wish I could have sulked in my own little corner.

So I fiddled around with my phone for who knows how long. They didn't give me much tuna sashimi last night. I ate probably a quarter of what I normally would eat at that restaurant last night.

I wasn't even going to eat. Eating is just another thing that I'm supposed to do. I think I've skipped so many meals in the last month that I don't really care anymore. (As of late, I've noticed that I can't seem to spell and my grammar has become rather atrocious. Is it possible to forget how to spell words that I used to use on a daily basis? I'm frustrated.)

I felt guilty. Especially when all of the sushi chefs brought me so much extra food. They're so awesome! Maybe I'll just become a sushi chef when I retire someday.

It was all on the house. Wow.

And I got to take a photo with them. Yay. 2nd best part of the day.

This week has taught me that I shouldn't have even the slightest expectation about anything in life. It's pointless. It'll only set me up for disappointment.

Ugh. So why can't I make the best out of this and be like Randy Pausch?

I hate myself. I hate myself for crying. I hate myself for being me.

I'm so sick of high school. I'm so sick of everything. I'm sorry about graduation. I'm sorry about yesterday.

And yet, graduation is supposed to be a day you'll never forget. A day that's supposed to be worth 4 years of conforming to school policies and conforming to what society expects from students. Biggest bullshit in the world.

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Some people know me as Mi-kitty or Sa-chan. I'm a 17 18-year-old college freshman, aspiring to obtain a degree in electrical engineering (I haven't actually declared my major yet) at a certain Institute of Technology. Unlike your typical American teenager, I don’t have a driver’s license. Therefore, I am a n00b, but I like to consider myself at least somewhat 1337. You might say I’m a perfectionist, and while I might display a few symptoms of OCD, I have never been able to maintain a clean room for longer than a week. Most often, the floor is covered so thoroughly in books, papers, and other junk that I have difficulty walking around.

Sometimes, I think of myself as a computer hermit. If I’m not at school or out of town, I’m usually sitting in front of my computer chatting, coding, reading manga, or watching Youtube videos. To someone who doesn’t know me (or doesn’t know my Internet persona), I appear to be quiet and shy. However, I also love to rant and ramble about the most random of things, so try not to catch me in one of my rants if you don’t like to be bothered. I use this journal to post my feelings about fandom, classes, and the more than occasional personal issues with which I find myself. My entries are mostly public, but if you would like to friend me, please comment.

Yes, well, I’m just your average obsessive fangirl. I love collecting a wide variety of things, from trading cards, coins, stamps, and minerals to autographs, ticket stubs, and other memorabilia. I’m a Livejournal addict, but I absolutely detest MySpace (and I’ve grown out of Facebook somewhat as well). I think science and technology are two very fascinating fields. Physics and chemistry have always been my favorite high school classes, and I hope to take some astronomy classes in college. In high school, I participated in FIRST Robotics. I think the experience is life changing. I like to code (mostly for my websites, but I’ve dabbled in a few other programming languages), and I like to make graphics.

Although I’m quite sports-challenged, that has not prevented me from obsessing about tennis and the greatness that is Roger Federer. I also like music. Besides your typical Asian pop (Wang Lee Hom, Guang Liang, TVXQ, and JE groups like Takki & Tsubasa and Ya-Ya-yah come to mind), I also enjoy listening to pre-contemporary music. My favorite composers are Rachmaninoff, Liszt, Debussy, Bach, and Chopin. This is probably because I’ve been playing the piano since I was 5. I sing, and I love Broadway musicals and classic American films (think Roman Holiday and Fred Astaire). I grew up watching old sitcoms.

In terms of fandom, I’ve been obsessed with Asian dramas lately. I start watching a series at night and finish at dawn. My favorites include Last Christmas, Nodame Cantabile, My Lovely Sam Soon, and Huan Zhu Ge Ge. I think Lee Junki is gorgeous. The first anime I watched was Sailor Moon (or Speed Racer), and ever since, I’ve been interested in Asian culture (Yes, I’m Asian). I visited Japan for the first time this year, and I hope to be back soon! I like milk tea boba (bubble tea) more than the average American likes coffee. I also like soup, but I’m open to soups from different cuisines.

Although I can’t say I’m an avid reader, I do like to read books that portray strong female characters. I loved Nancy Drew as a child. Pride and Prejudice, To Kill a Mockingbird, and a particular biography of Audrey Hepburn are among my current favorites. I like reading autobiographies and even the occasional history book, when they’re written well, of course. In middle school, I spent hours at a time reading books from the Dear America series. I typically enjoy mystery novels, fantasy stories (once upon a time, I fell in love with Madeleine L’Engle’s A Wrinkle in Time), and romance comedies the most, although my taste is more varied when it comes to manga (I like reading josei, shounen, and shoujo manga with a hint of shounen-ai).

I used to love watching Madeline, and I still enjoy watching the occasional Sabrina reruns. However, lately, I’ve become addicted to reality TV shows.

All in all, I'm pretty old school, I think hanging out with guys and playing Smash Brothers and Legend of Zelda (if only I had a Playstation, so I could play Final Fantasy!) is fun, and if all else fails, I think I’ll find a job as a tea taster or a sushi chef.

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