May 22, 2003 9:19 PM - Today was a decent day except for the fact that I was SO FREAKIN' TIRED and my last period class of the day wasn't so great. Yesterday, after I got back from school from KMO (Knowledge Masters Open (a trivia club/team/competition thing with buzzers (those things they use on Jeopardy!)), I decided not to take a nap that day. Well, actually, I was planning to take a nap, but since my parents weren't home yet, I decided to play computer games until they did. So, once I heard the garage door open, I stopped, and I decided to go do some homework. Anyways... that's what I did, and I finally decided not to take a nap at like 7:30 PM. That was because by that time, I thought, hmm..., I only have about like 5 more hours to go before I finish all my homework, so I think I'll just wait it out. So, anyways... that's what I did. And it was already 12 AM before I knew it, and I still hadn't finished all my homework. I had barely even started! Just look at the time on the entry before this one - 10:14 PM! That was when I finally stopped working on my website and started working on my homework. Let's see here... so I went and did some homework, and logged back on AIM at like 11 PM or 11:30 PM, talked with some of my friends who stay up that late, and then went back to work. Oh yeah, I left AIM on, and my cousin was helping me find advertisers for my website, and he did find some. The first ones were not so great because after a surfer viewed the support.html page on my website, they also had to click the link to the advertiser's site and buy something at the advertiser's site. So, chances are, assuming that not that many people know about my site, I don't think any of the people that do view my site would buy anything at the websites given. Well, maybe amazon.com, but I doubt anything else, especially the crucial buys thingy that was like advertising computers parts or something. I dunno, I forget. Anyways... it's been removed. Anyways... my cousin found one site, which gives us 5 US dollars for every 1,000 clicks on my support page. It's for the advertisements. 2 dollars per 1,000 clicks for one kind of pop-up, and 3 dollars per 1,000 clicks for another kind of pop-up. Then, my cousin found another website, which was searchtraffic.com, and that adds a search box to your website. In that search box, you should type "ebay" or "matrix," and then, when you arrive at the page of results with all the links to different sites, click on a link, click Back, click a link, click Back, and keep doing this. This is because for every click, my cousin and I get 6 cents (supposedly). However, today I checked up on our earnings, and apparently, either something isn't working properly, or we aren't doing it correctly. Because I must have clicked everything all together at least 100 times, if not more. But on one of the sites, it says we've only mad 0.3 cents!! What is up with that? I dunno. But anyways... let's forget about this topic for a while until my cousin and I get things working smoothly again. Back to today. Okay, so I woke up at 5 AM today to finish up my science homework, which included drawing two bar graphs, which had quite a lot of information on it, reading chapter 2, section 2 in my science textbook and answering the five questions at the end of the chapter in the section review, and labeling this "fish print." The fish print was what we had done yesterday in class. Everybody got to come up to the demonstration lab table, choose either a carp or a sunfish model, paint it either red or green (respectively), and then stamp it on their newsprint paper. So, I did that, but my fish print didn't come out particularly well, but oh well, you could still make out all the parts we needed to label and stuff. So, I did that, that taking about 10 minutes, and then the freakin' bar graphs, which took like 1 hour and 30 minutes total. They were SO freakin' annoying. But I did get them done because I was concentrating. Well, I almost always concentrate when I'm doing homework in the morning, because I know I only have a certain amount of time, while at night, I can always stay up a little later and finish up my homework. And even with my extreme focus level, it still took me 1 and a half hours. Maybe it was because I am a mathematical/logical person who had to be extremely accurate and precise in the drawing of the bars, and it had to be very neat as well. Maybe that's why, but I don't know for sure. Anyways, I did those bar graphs, and then I went on to do the make-up work for a missed "check assignment" yesterday in class. My science teacher, Mrs. Mantone, checks 10 homework assignments in a marking period. Each one of those "check assignments" is worth 10 points, totalling up to 100 points at the end of the marking period. And yesterday, the check assignment I missed was the final one, the 10th one, and so far, I'd got full credit - 10 - for all my other assignments. And now, that was my last check assignment and I got a 0. That means I have a 90 for my check assignments grades, and this marking period, it counts twice. Life sucks sometimes, doesn't it? In my PACT (Program for Academically Challenged Thinkers) Science class, the teacher gives us a scoresheet, on which we write down our grades for all tests, quizzes, assignments, and notebook checks (which are when we take the notebook cover sheet, then place all the required papers in order beneath that cover sheet, and puncture one staple through the whole thing in the top left corner of the packet). So far, I've gotten five 90s, and five 100s in my assignments column. Therefore, calculating the average for that column is a no-brainer. It's obviously a 95. And I would've gotten three 90s, and seven 100s, if only I didn't miss that homework assignment yesterday, bringing my average up to a 97, which is 2 points higher than a 95 (duh). I don't even remember getting assigned the homework assignment due yesterday, but apparently the teacher only wrote it on the whiteboard and didn't announce it in class. I guess since I didn't hear any homework mentioned or anything, I didn't look at the board. Maybe I did look, but didn't see it. I don't know. Anyways... I've decided that from now on, I am going to always look at the board before I leave the classroom and write down all assignments. I still haven't gotten an A+ in her class yet. In the first three marking periods, I always got an "A." I got a 97 in the first marking period and a 96 in the second marking period. For the third marking period, I never averaged my grades... hold on... gonna go average them..........................................................................................................................................done. Wait a second...according to my calculations, I should've gotten an average of 98.76 with the 6 repeating, which rounds up to a 99, or an A+. Um... the science teacher must have given me a "90" for my check assignments grade then. That's probably because I wasn't there when the teacher went over check assignment #9, and I never went and talked to her, so she probably counted that as a zero. If not, I think I should've gotten an A+. I got a 99 on my midterm however. Anyways... I was really disappointed at the way I started out the fourth marking period for PACT Science. Hold on a second, I just gotta make this comment. Doesn't PACT (Program for Academically Challenged Thinkers) sound like a program for students who are struggling? I mean, academically challenged, when you hear that, what do you think of first? Children who need more of a challenge or students that are having a hard time keeping up with the grade level, therefore being challenged? Probably the second choice. Anyways... I just thought that was kind of a weird name. So, as I was saying, I was really disappointed at the way I started off the 4th marking period, in terms of grades. I started it off with three 90s in the assignment column, and now, I added two more 90s to that, due to my one missed homework assignment yesterday. Also, I am disappointed in my notebook check #3. I got a 100 on my first notebook check, a 98 on my second notebook check because I forgot to shade in one bar in a bar graph in a packet included in the notebook check, and a 90 on my third notebook check. The third notebook check was the Buehler Notebook Check. In our science class, we went on a field trip to a place called the "Buehler Challenger & Science Center," where we simulated a flight to Mars. The class took turns being in the spacecraft and back at mission control. We had to do tests and research on Mars's landscape, land on Mars, launch some satellite thing around Mars, and come back home. We were all divided into different teams. For example, there was a communications team, a data team, a remote team (the team I was on with Chris Kuo, Alex Szajko, and Jeffrey Schmidt), a medical team, a navigation team, a probe team, etc. What my team had to do was test rock and soil samples, study them, and record observations about them. We also had to determine if there were any fossils in any of the rocks or if any of the rocks could have been meteors. The Bueler Notebook Check was the notebook, which included all the papers used in preparation for the field trip, and all the papers in response to the field trip. I would've gotten a 100, except that I missed one worksheet in that packet of 10 worksheets. I didn't get anything taken off on all the other worksheets, and I just missed one worksheet, which I did remember reading and going through. I don't know what happened to it. I consider myself a reasonably organized person, and I do not know how I could've lost the worksheet. Well, anyways, I did, and so that's that. Back to today. I was so tired in school, starting from around the second half of third period. My eyes kept falling, and I often covered or blocked my eyes from the teachers eyes with my hands or something, so that I could close my eyes secretly underneath those hands. I also often put my head down on the desk, only to force it back up again, and then have my head roll over again. I couldn't really control it. Every time I relaxed, my head would plunge forward down on the desk. So, I ended up having to be very strained in holding my position with my head up. Anyways... it got a little better after playing a couple games of Yu-Gi-Oh! in language arts class and at lunch. However, I was still pretty tired for my math quiz ninth period. Anyways... 10th period, the last period of the day, was when there was disaster. It was chorus class, and we were watching a video tape of the concert we were in, critiquing ourselves, but I was fooling around, doing my random things like my fake raving, my discoing, my lyrics with choreography, talking, chatting with my friends, having mock fights with my friends, and was being restrained by my friends (with physical force) because my psychological problems had acted up on me, and I was out of control. The teacher, Mr. McCabe, told me to go move down to the chair he point to, but instead, I went up to the top row, to the very corner of the room. He didn't say anything to me for a while after that, so I assumed what I did was okay, getting away from the people I was talking to and fooling around with. Anyways... in the corner of the room in the top row, there is a cabinet against the wall. Between the cabinet and the perpendicular wall to the cabinet, there is a small gap, in which I shoved my head into (probably due to psychological problems). After Mr. McCabe called my name again, I pulled my head out, then after not moving for a while, moved down a row. Mr. McCabe told me to move down two rows to the first row. I didn't want to. I couldn't tell him the reason, because who would believe me? It was the red chair he was pointing to for me to sit in. It was red, it was bad luck, and it was against my religion. Well, in my religion, I can violate things, but something told me to just not sit there. And by the time I decided to just disobey my religion for once, I was too embarrassed to move. Anyways... I only sit in red chairs in the room, only if they are placed in a certain pattern or way or form or shape with the other chairs. If the red chair is surrounded by blue chairs, equal on both sides, then the red chair is good luck. And if there are people sitting in the blue chairs surrounding the red chair, and they are equalled out and symmetrical to the red chair, then that is great luck. Anyways, that red chair the teacher pointed to was the first chair in a row, and was adjacent to two blue chairs, one to the left, and one behind it. Seems okay probably, but the thing is, there was a female sitting in the blue chair next to the red chair, and a male (my teacher), sitting behind the red chair. Because they were of the opposite sex, and the chair colors weren't opposite, meaning everything would cancel out, it was extreme bad luck. So, I just couldn't sit there. And anyways... the teacher told me to stay after class, and he talked to me. He said I was uncooperative and he gave me a warning. Next time I get a warning, that means lunch detention. Anyways... I'm very unhappy with myself. Oh well, next time I'll just know to just disobey my religion, rather than get in trouble in school. I wouldn't want my parents to find out anyways, so I guess I'll behave. Well, I got homework to do, games to play, and gotta chat online. See ya! Talk to you either later tonight or tomorrow! Bye. ~Erwaman~

May 21, 2003 10:14 PM - I have made a promise with myself that this is the last thing I am doing to do on my website before I go do my homework. Anyways... what I wanted to tell you was that I just added a Spanish page in my homework help page. Check it out! Even if you don't know Spanish, you can still learn something. E-mail me if you don't understand something. Well, see ya! That's all I wanted to say. Anyways... I have a promise to keep. ~Erwaman~

May 21, 2003 8:25 PM - Well, I haven't finished any of my homework (as usual), or started it (as usual), and I'm planning to play starcraft soon. Anyways... I just learned yesterday that Mr. Wasserman - my social studies teacher - wants us to have our "objectives" for our project complete and typed up by tomorrow. I really gotta do that. I'm also planning to bring in souvenirs, photographs, and maps of Spain, Italy, and Greece for my presentation. I haven't been to Portugal though, so I'm gonna go find lots of pictures of Portugal and do extensive research. Math is fun. I like the distance and midpoint formulas, especially because Mr. Stark showed me how to prove both of them. I like the Pythagorean Theorum also because I can prove that as well. I like proofs. I like prooving stuff. It's fun. Anyways... for the quiz on Friday or tomorrow, I dunno which, and I never do, since I never study, but I really gotta brainstorm about the extra credit, which I kept bugging Mr. Stark about. Oh yeah! The second place person in the National Spelling Bee of 2003 was from Starksville, Tennessee. Okay, anyways... let me first tell you about the gym incident. Read the entry before this one to find out a little about it. So anyways... I saw Steve Gant come up to bat, and so I moved back. On deciding what spot to pick, I consulted my religion. I saw a patch of dirt that was yellow and had no grass on it and the white paint of one of the soccer lines going through it. I decided to step there. That is because, by stepping there, first of all, I'm stepping on a place where there's no grass, and most of the field was grass, so I was choosing the more rare kind of ground. The less appearing ground. That's good luck first of all. To be unique. To be special. To stick out. To be bold. All of those are good luck. "Taking the road less traveled by," that's also good luck. Anyways... so back to the gym incident. Next, that place I was standing on had three colors around it. First, I was standing on TWO colors - the white of the white paint of the soccer lines and the yellow of the dirt underneath. Then, I was surrounded by grass. Though there were quite a few patches of dirt like this with no grass on it, this one was particularly special because it was a roundish shape - also good luck. Geometric polygon shapes are good luck usually. Forming patterns. Chains, links. All good luck. So there I was, all set, and ready to go. And I was just telling myself, "Man, this ain't gonna work. My religion doesn't always work. I doubt that anything special is gonna happen. But sure enough, listening to my religion, following the directions I was given, I chose that exact spot, and when I saw Steve Gant hit the ball. I saw the ball heading straight in my direction. But it was not one of those high, high balls that comes down slowly and gives the fielders time to prepare. It was one of those straight down the field, at a sharp angle and high speeds. I thought surely I had no chance to catch it. It even looked like it was going to change directions. I didn't even think I had even the slimmest chance of reaching the ball at one point of the ball's flight. But then, I saw it go up, very fast. I dunno how I reacted so fast. It was like coming down or something, apparently already reaching its maximum speed. But I didn't think, at the sharp angle the ball was hit at, that the baseball was going to come down to catching distance for me. But I just stretched out my left hand with the mitt in it and felt something hit it. I was sure it bounced out. After 3 seconds of my stupid mentally retarded brain with extremely slow reactions taking time to comprehend what just happened, I heard someone go, "Nice job." I was first like "What the heck is he talking about?" for a split second, and then looked at my outstretched left hand that was still raised up into the air. I couldn't believe it. The ball was caught right at the tip of the mitt, where my fingers didn't even reach. But the ball didn't fall out, it held there. Being someone who never played baseball before on a team or had any official practice, I was stunned. I was amazed. I didn't even know I was capable of grasping a baseball in my mitt. I thought surely I didn't have the coordination to close in on a baseball when it hit my mitt before it bounced out. I dunno whether it was luck, or I closed the mitt instinctively. It was probably luck. And the positioning of my hand and mitt was definitely luck. I just stretched out my arm in the general direction, to pretend that I was making an effort, and I didn't even bother jumping because I didn't think the ball was close enough to the ground for me to reach it. But I did reach it, I dunno how I did it. And I didn't move a leg at all. Only my upper body. I didn't even look in the direction I placed my arm. I just stretched it out in the direction I saw the ball was traveling in. It was so freaky, the incident. Because I listened to my religion, followed the steps, and then reasoned out whether the position I chose was a good one or not, not expecting my religion to work that time, but it DID. And that's what surprised me. I've had many of these events, but if I were to talk about every single one of them, it would go on for a long, long time. So I'm just gonna sum up this event now, talk a little bit more, then get to my homework. That was an awesome feeling. Being a person who really doesn't do much in gym, that catch made me feel good, even though it was almost all luck. Anyways... oh yeah, let me tell you another thing that I follow in my religion. In my pencil case, I have this black jack animal thing. It's like a jack, except that it's had a bear looking creature as part of its design. So like the spike coming out of the top of the jack was a bear's head, and the spikes coming out of the sides of the jack were the bear's arms, and same with the legs. So, there you have it, I have a jack. But this is what I often do with it. When I don't know what to do, I roll the jack to determine where I should be looking, or where I could look. Let me explain what I mean. Whatever part of the bear's body that is pointing up into the air after the jack has settled, determines the direction I should look in. After I look in that direction and get this sensation to look in another direction, I roll the jack again to determine the new direction I should look in. If I disobey it, and I turn to look or something, I will either get embarrassed, caught by the teacher, or have something happen when I look. Like sometimes I get stares and eye contact back at me when I disobey the jack. Sometimes I don't look the direction the jack tells me to look and just continue looking at the board, at the teacher, because the direction it told me to look in made me feel uncomfortable. But anyways... that's how it basically works. Oh yeah, and if the jack rolls off the table when I roll the jack, that means I should either continue looking in the direction I was looking in, or I should look at the teacher or the board. I need an empty space, uncluttered, on the desk to roll the jack. If I roll the jack in a place where there are lots of objects and I hit the object, or an object prevents the jack from rolling off the table, then my religion won't work. Well, actually it kind of does, because I usually get bad luck in the direction I look in if I look in the direction the jack that hit an object points to. So there you have it, that's the religion behind the gym incident and the jack. See? My religion is very complicated and you need to develop a sense yourself and an instinct yourself. The religion is always slightly different for everyone; it depends on the person to determine certain rules and factors in the religion. Oh yeah, I have found that "eenie-meenie-miney-moe" is very bad luck in my religion. It almost always determines a bad choice and brings bad luck. I don't ever use it any more. When friends do it, and I or my possessions are involved in the outcome of the "eenie-meenie-miney-moe," I tell my friends to just pick one, or select one, or make a decision or choice, without using that "eenie-meenie-miney-moe" thing or any similar techniques. Okay now, I really gotta go. Got lots of homework to cover. See ya! ~Erwaman~

May 20, 2003 6:27 PM - Sorry I haven't posted for a while, I've been catching up on school work. Anyways... I just got back from piano lessons and I'm feeling relieved. I had a so-so lesson today, I should've practiced more I knew it. Anyways... I think it's time for another religion lesson about the Zyxquavipkyllian-Lykpivauqxyzian religion. Today, in gym class at the end of the day, we were playing softball. I was in the field with my team and saw Steve Gant come up to bat. Ack... I'm bored. I lost focus. I'll tell about it some other time. Maybe later tonight. Anyways... my gaming addiction fluids are triggering my body chemical reactions. Gotta go. See ya! ~Erwaman~

May 18, 2003 8:32 PM - Man, I've been busy, well not really busy, but occupied this weekend. I still gotta do my science project due tomorrow, so I can't talk much. Yesterday, I was playing this basketball game with a friend - called the "5, 3, 2 Game" - and the objective is to be the first one to get to 100. Now, my friend is a fifth grader, so I let him start and 70. He had 96, and then it was his turn. He went up and finished at 111. Now, since I went second, I still had one more turn to catch up. I was currently at 46. I scored 100 straight points to win it 111-146. It was amazing. It was a new record for me. I've never done that in my life at that "5, 3, 2, Game." Anyways... I'm planning to see "Matrix: Reloaded" next weekend. I didn't get any new Yu-Gi-Oh! cards. Oh yeah, that 100 straight points performance by me in the "5-3-2 Game" is an example of my luck I'm having this weekend. Anyways... I watched the national spelling bee on ESPN yesterday. The winning word was "prospicience." Some other words included: soavemente, repoussage, troching, ceraunograph, and badigeon. Anyways... I really got to go. ~Erwaman~

May 16, 2003 10:48 PM - I want to make a formal apology to Lulu Tsao. Sorry for spelling your first name wrong before. It must have been really annoying and embarrassing. I was always thinking of Gregory LaLuna when I typed your name. But I was wrong. Please forgive me. And if there is anything I can do to make it up, I'd be happy to help. Okay, see ya! Sorry once again. ~Erwaman~

May 16, 2003 9:52 PM - AH FUDGE! My braces wire thing fell off. ARGH!! OH cool. I just placed it back. I just pushed it back in place. Nevermind. I apologize for the sudden exclamation. Anyways... today, I had a bad clarinet lesson. That means I'm going to have good luck tonight and probably this weekend. If you don't understand this, read the entry before this one. I achieved a septuple double at my clarinet lessons today! It will benefit me and give me further good luck. The clarinet is the 2nd instrument I started, my clarinet lessons are the 2nd instrument lessons I have each week, I had two major problems with my clarinet - sticky pads and a cork piece that was falling off - , there was two people in the room I had my lessons in, I used two clarinets during my lessons, and afterwards, my dad bought to bags of beef jerky which I ate as we drove home. This is TREMENDOUS great luck. Not only is 7 a lucky number itself, SEVEN IS HUGE when talking about combos, and multiplying exponentially. Man, this is awesome. And I have a science project due Monday. It should give me good ideas and good luck. But however, something's been cursing me the whole day. It is the pen marks I drew on my left hand. In Spanish class, I drew a swastika on my left hand (I dunno why, some mental defect problem), and then I scribbled it out because I didn't want anybody noticing it and getting me into trouble. So, that scribble stayed there for the whole day and is currently still visible on the back of my left hand (the dorsal side, for those of you who know which side that is). That will significantly reduce my luck since it is constantly feeding off my energy and power like a parasite. But still, with all the luck I've had today and all the bad luck I've had, I'm still gonna have a great deal of good luck. Well, my game addiction fluids are telling me to stop typing and start playing. See ya! ~Erwaman~

May 16, 2003 3:55 PM - I got home and have settled in. I am so freakin' tired. My body aches. That half mile really wore me out. I'm not in very good condition. If only I didn't have that beer belly of mine... anyways... it'd be really helpful if you could ask any person displayed in any of the pictures I have posted on my site whether or not they want themselves shown in the picture. For if they don't, I'll immediately erase them from the picture. Alex Szajko is too kind. All I do is lend him a CD-ROM to install Microsoft Office on his computer. He offers to pay me money for it first. Then, he stops by my house and gives me a box of "Maxfield's® All American® Chocolates," when I didn't do anything. He then offers to replace the cracked CD-ROM case for my Microsoft Office CD, and when I refuse to let him, he says, "You can't stop me." Geez... such a kind person. Anyways... I got a 3 minutes 30 seconds on my half mile. My best time I've ever gotten on the half mile was 3 minutes and 29 seconds. ARGH! I so not in shape... I envy some other people's bodies. Anyways... I think I should join a health club program or something... but I'm not dedicated enough. But I want to lose weight! And I don't want to achieve it through lack of sleep either... Oh yeah! I also need to start getting some muscles... I can't even do a single pull-up. Yeah, that should be my goal. To become strong and fit enough to do at least one pull-up. I'd be really happy if I did. I wanna go see "Matrix: Reloaded." ARGH! Last night was hell. I was up to 1:30 AM doing homework and I still didn't finish, and because I didn't take my usual nap yesterday, I was so freakin' tired. I woke up at 5:00 AM this morning and finished the rest. Even doing that, I still had to finish my book report in Mr. Wasserman's class and make some final touches at the beginning of language arts class. Today in school was the first time I bought cookies. Man... they're soooo good, but soooo expensive. I finished all my work in math class today. And I did the homework. Argh... I'm still jealous of Andy Tien and Alex Szajko for finishing their work ahead of time. Anyways... I'm feeling tired now. I think I'm gonna go take a nap and then wake up to practice clarinet and do my clarinet homework. I have clarinet lessons tonight from 8:00 PM-9:00 PM. I have my science project, which is to constuct a make believe 3-D Insect Model, and that is due Monday, May 19, 2003. My life is so boring. Maybe I should start a daily exercise routine. I have a treadmill, which I almost never use. I have weights, which I don't use regularly. There was a time where I did 100 curl-ups and 30 push-ups on my bed every night before I went to bed for about 2 weeks. But I stopped. That's me Erwaman. Never sticking to anything. Always fidgeting and shifting and changing. Hormones are setting in, and I'm easily tempered now. Hmm... am I interested in females yet? I dunno. But I do know that I associate with them. My legs hurt so much from the 1/2 mile. I was basically right next to Ken Kawamoto and Mark Hansen the whole length of the race. But at the last turn, I sprinted ahead, surpassed Ken and Mark, and I was halfway to the finish line, when Ken and Mark just blazed by me and ended up 6 seconds and 3 seconds ahead of me. I am so lucky. If my old geezer memory permits, the presidential time for 1/2 mile for 12 year olds is 3 minutes 30 seconds, exactly what I got. I do not get how people pace themselves so well and make that super fast last 50 yard sprint. I just cannot do it. My body just won't cooperate with me. It won't listen to me. Well, that's obviously because I'm out of shape and don't exercise regularly. I do have to admit that my diet is reasonably healthy, excluding my lunch in school. But I don't burn off the calories and fat and cholesterol and whatnot and all that stuff that you can burn off or use up or whatever, I dunno, I so stupid, but I just don't do anything. I spend my life in front of my computer pretty much. Except from time to time, I ride my bike. Lactic acid feels good. No, seriously, it sometimes feels really good. Yeah, it's painful and is when you push your muscles to their limit, but I kind of like the lactic acid feeling. That burning sensation feels nice. I dunno why. It's like an ice cold chilling sensation running through your body, like when a doctor or dentist numbs you with anesthetic. I often do this exercise where I bend my legs at the knees, and stretch out my artms so that they are parallel to the ground, like what we did in Mrs. Mantone's science class, except with two arms instead of one. I hold that position for 5 minutes. It feels really good. A lot of lactic acid comes in and out. And I like savoring it afterwards, like purposely doing it for another 30 seconds to feel the lactic acid come back. I'm telling you, it's addictive. Oh yeah. Nowadays, I have learned to truly believe in God. I now truly believe in God. I also believe in my own God, Zyxquavipkyl-Lykpivauqxyz. I don't know whether I have multi-religious, or whether my Zyxquavipkyl-Lykpivauqxyz God is the God that I ask questions to and receive answers from. It's very strange. I don't know what happened. But now, everything I see is what I base the future on. And it's pretty accurate. Bad luck and good luck. For example, now my lucky numbers are 3, 4, 7, 10, 11, 14, 15, +3, +1, +3, +1, +3, +1,... and so on and so forth. Anything that occurs in those numbers are usually good luck. And when any numbers that aren't one of those lucky numbers appears, I have to balance it out. Like for example, on AIM, if I send two messages in a row and then the person I'm talking to responds, if that person sends two messages as well, before I respond, then it's cancelled out. Also, if I have two pairs of two messages in a row, that cancels out the bad luck. And if I treat my friends harshly or annoyingly or do very poorly or bad deeds, I will have good luck later. But now, if I treat them respectfully and loyally, I will have bad luck later. For example, on Tuesday, I didn't treat others so well, so I had a good piano lesson, but the price I had to pay for a good piano lesson was staying up until 5:10 AM before finishing my homework. So it all balances out. Same with Thursday, I made a sacrifice and was reasonably kind to others, but I had to pay the price of staying up late and waking up early to finish all my homework. Also, if I do not get that much homework one day, and do it all early, and not procrastinating, going to sleep early, I'm sure to get in response LOTS of homework. It's just very strange. For everything I do, there's a cause and an effect. However, I often ask my God why this is? Maybe it is just his way of punishing me. Maybe all the bad things that happen aren't really due to the bad things. Maybe it is his way of punishing me until I change over, improve my evil side. Maybe God wants me to stop procrastinating and be less of a hypocrite. To regain my status. Anyways... also, there are things that attract and carry life and happiness and good things in them. For example, on my desk, I have one of those games where there are 4 balls inside a transparent dome, and you have to try and get all 4 balls to stay on their respective holes. I always keep the 4 balls on the holes, because when all of them are there, energy and happiness and good things are being stored and built up there. That is the energy that boosts me, that feeds me, that keeps me going, that helps me do my homework. That give me thinking power. To further improve this, I put my Slingy with the dark green side facing down over the dome container thing holding the 4 balls. The reason it has to be with the dark side down is because the darker colors, the farther in you go, the more valuable they're worth. For example, from worst to best, my colors go: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, brown, grey, black, white. That's the way it goes. So I need the darker colors to be the base. By surrounding the dome container thing holding the 4 balls, I multiply the energy and power I receive exponentially. This is because the ringlike Slingy wraps around, continually looping and looping around. And therefore, it is charging up whatever is within it, as well as generating its own goodness. Okay, I think that's enough for a Zyxquavipkyllian religion lesson for today. Anyways... I really gotta sleep now. I am so tired. And I only have like 2 and a half hours left before I have to leave for clarinet lessons. So... anyways... see ya! ~Erwaman~

May 15, 2003 8:54 PM - Here are some miscellaneous pictures I've decided to post.

Cousins - me over at my cousins' house in Long Island, New York
Cousins - me over at my cousins' house in Long Island, New York
James Strande's Birthday Party
James Strande's Birthday Party
James Strande's Birthday Party

May 15, 2003 6:44 PM - I already finished my math homework!!!!!!! Incredible! Unbelievable! This is amazing! Anyways... I have this messed up problem of ususally hitting "1" when I type the word "reading." I usually type it like this - read1ing. Weird, right? And then I have this problem of typing "question" as "questiron." ARGH! Ken Kawamoto has been bugging, and IS bugging me right now. He needs to find the list of casualties for the current war. I tell him to try harder, but he says he can't. He asks me to help. Does he always ask me to help? I'm busy. I'm doing my Wasserman homework right now. Christopher Kuo told me there's gonna be a lunar eclipse tonight! COOL! I wanna go see "Matrix: Reloaded." I wanted to go tonight, but I didn't order tickets ahead of time, so I reckon I don't have any chance of making it into the movie theaters. So, I guess I'll just stay home and do my homework. Oh yeah! Chris Kuo's father took two pictures of me at the concert yesterday! I'm gonna post them up. Here's a direct link to them:

Band
Chorus

So... anyways... I'm bored. I guess I better get back to doing social studies homework. Does anybody got anything to contribute to my website? Pictures, music, flash movies, movies, anything. I'd appreciate your help. Also, if you want me to post your portfolio on one of my pages, just ask. I have to go eat dinner now. See ya! Bye!

May 14, 2003 11:07 PM - I just received a letter from Mrs. Kerins, my fourth grade teacher, in return for my letter to her for Teacher Appreciation Week. Oh yeah, my mother was browsing my website and came across the "Click here!" button that returned the alert message, "Do not tell anyone this secret - you are gay." and so she got a bad impression of my website. I altered many of the alert messages in the "Buttons to Click" page due to this event. Argh! I wish I had more time to work on the homework help page you can access through the "Authorized Access Only" page. Currently, I only have general tips, advice, and help up. I just finished making Ken Kawamoto a portfolio page in that can be accessed through the "Authorized Access Only" page. If any of you want portfolio pages as well, e-mail me at erwaman@mindspring.com or ask me on AIM through the screen name VoldemortSuper or you can call me (I am not providing phone numbers) or talk to me in person. Well, I gotta go do homework. Gonna go work on getting a shout box onto my website when I have time. Oh yeah, let's see... some people shouldn't care so much about lookism. I mean, I don't care really that much; I mean, there's common sense and reasonability. Anyways, YUP! Disco! Disco! DISCOTHEQUE! And you move it from the right to left and the top to bottom and then you circle round about and you swish it all about, yeah, yeah! YEAH! Go you yeah yeah yeah baby yeah yeah me mama holy crapidoodles mama pizza pizzeria! And then you go a top top... and then a bottom bottom... and you go a fist fist, punch up down, punch twice, then you go a fist fist, punch down up, punch twice. And then you go do the rave, the raven, the raving, the rave rave rave raven! Yeah, yeah, get a jiggy with it, yeah yeah, you know what I mean, Mona, yeah, gettin' wiggy with it, jiggy, jelly belly beer belly kelly weird al computer freak psycho psychopathic killer. Yeah, yeah, that's the way you get your groove, baby, yeah, uh-huh, the speaker freakin' phone is a freakin' beepin' cone. Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh, bounce it like that, bounce it like a pom-pom, and I'm a Homestar Runner with a jiggy wiggy bouncy with a rhythm like a "pride of the peaches" concert by Homsar, yeah-yeah. And no, I'm not the psychopathic killer as some people believe. It's just a joke. My hair is so easy to tend to. All I do is take a shower, let the water drip through my hair so that all my hair is dripping down my face, and that's it! Done. Kills two birds with one stone. Hmm... I think I'm just gonna do my social studies homework (the only thing that's due tomorrow for me), go to sleep, set my alarm for 5:00 AM, wake up then, and then do Friday's stuff... I'm bored. I'm tired. I'm sleepy. I like Yu-Gi-Oh! I wish I had cable. My cousin helped fix some glitches in my website. Thanks to him. My cousin helped me code some stuff with his fast typing and find some coding as well. My cousin knows the color codes well, so he gives them to me to use. Like my favorite, which is the color I am using right now is "00ff00." I am so excited about "Matrix: Reloaded," coming out tomorrow! I LOVE THE MATRIX! It is arguably one of the greatest movies ever made and THE BEST special effects movie. But I'm a little iffy about the "R" rating for "Matrix: Reloaded." Seems kind of strange. Yeah, I know it has a lot of guns and shooting and killing and stuff. But it's not like gory of violent or scary or anything. And I hope that "R" isn't for any sex-related content. I HATE THAT STUFF. Makes me feel uncomfortable. Anyways... I really gotta stop typing now. Bye! End. Hey, that's exactly the same ending I like use on my journal writing, that's pretty cool, pretty neat. ~Erwaman~ "Yu-Gi-Oh! Master" "Chop Hsuey" "Mr. Hsu" "Yothann Hus (the name I use in all my language arts compositions)" "Zyxquavipkyl-Lykpivauqxyz (Also the name of the God in my religion whom I pray to daily)" "Hsuperman" "Tum-Tum (nickname from "The Three Ninjas")" "Anthony Hsu" "Guillermo (Spanish name, means William in English)" "Antonio" "Big Ears ("dà êr (the "^" above the e in ê should be reversed to be a "v" instead) duö (the ":" above the ö should be a flat, straight line like this - "-")" in Chinese)"

May 14, 2003 10:23 PM - I'm back from the concert and I'm feeling relieved. The seventh grade chorus did better than I expected. I thought we were going to have a disaster. I thought we were going to be disgraced and embarrassed to death. Anyways... I just checked my e-mail and I got an e-mail from Mr. Greene that read:

3:14 in the morning!!!
no!!
let's get our 8 hours of sleep....

Hah! Lol.

May 13, 2003 6:23 PM - I'm back from my piano lessons! I'm happy I did extremely well today, better than usual. For the week before, I collapsed at my lessons. My teacher caught me lying and then she pointed out something I did that was really wrong, and I broke up and started crying. I didn't want to have another disaster piano lesson today, so I practiced very hard the past week. Anyways... I still haven't started any of my homework... and I might just nap soon. Yeah, my life is pretty much lived in front of my computer except when I have activities to do, have to eat, am watching TV, or practicing piano/clarinet. The computer is so cool. Man, how could someone live without it? There's so freakin' much you can do on a computer, especially if it's connected to the Internet. Anyways... I like sleeping. I pretty much sleep on my way to and from school on the bus. I'm so proud of myself that I got a perfect score on my math test - a 110. No one else achieved that grade; Lulu got a 108. Anyways... I'm proud of all my friends who got good grades - Ken Kawamoto-100, Kate Mayans-100, Christopher Kuo-106, Andy Tien-104, hmm... I forget what Alice got, and anybody who got an A+ or higher... Godo jbo! Yeah! Godo jbo to everyone! Yeah! Even to those who failed, if there were any. And okay... hmm... argh... I'm trying to find out a way to make it so that someone viewing my site can choose from a list of music, instead of just having one song already chosen. Also, I'm working on making a shout box, to which anybody can add to, to have their message posted. This personal page of mine doesn't support that feature, so no one except people who have access to this file can edit this page. I wish everybody could post their things, so I'm gonna go work on that. Yeah... and Tien, thanks for that chocolate thing - whatever it was, it tasted good - this morning. Yeah, in Mr. Wasserman's class, if he can't see me, or if he can only see one eye, I close the other eye to rest it, since I never get enough shut-eye, so I rest my eyes whenever possible pretty much. Yeah, sometimes I think Mr. Wasserman sees me doing that, but I don't think he cares really. Lol. Anyways... in Mr. Wasserman's class, I've often times done my homework assignments that I haven't completed. Heh, lucky I have him first period. I liked Ms. West better, judging from what I've seen of both of them from sixth grade and seventh grade. Though, truthfully, I thought they both were pretty bad teachers, I mean, like they didn't really make the social studies class fun. They just kind of followed the same plan day after day, assigning reading, saying "Do vocabulary and answer questions," and then they kind of just do the "Top 10" for the day, the "Newsflash" if there is any, and then they just sit back, relax, do what they want, and we just work on that the rest of the class. Man, the best social studies teacher I got to say I've ever had is Mrs. Appel in fifth grade. Yeah, she was awesome. And yeah, Mr. Greene is awesome too. ARGH! Curse those Szajkos, I mean just Alex Szajko and those TIENS, I mean just Andy Tien, sitting at my table in language arts class. They've both completed all the assignments for the fourth marking period and now are working on their portfolios. SO FREAKIN' UNFAIR. I haven't DONE ANYTHING! I'm counting on my journal writing to give me bonus points. Because, for every 12 pages extra I type, I get 100 bonus points! HAHA, I LOVE FAST TYPISTS like me. They so rock. I mean, I don't. But that's okay. I got mental defects, psychological sufferings. DISCO! DISCO! Let's go to the freakin' DISCOTHEQUE! Yeah! Yeah! Oh man, and then there's the right to left, and the top to bottom, and the freakin' intersection, and round and round, and about and yeah, yeah, that's the way it is. And you do a little up down, jiggy wiggy, yeah, yeah, booga, wooga, whoa, whoa, shake it, shake it, la la la, wowsers, I'm scaring myself. Anyways... argh..... I'm so jealous of that Tien still. ARGH! I'm not stressed. I'm just retarded. Yeah, yeah, that's it. Anyways... I like starcraft. OH yeah, I better get to work on that homework answers/help page! Okay, yeah, actually, I've never used gel, moose, cologne, or any of that cosmetics stuff in my life. I just use static, water, sweat, and Mother Nature, which includes your own body changes and responses. Yeah... okay... well, I guess that's about it. I don't want to spend my life here typing this... ~Erwaman~

May 13, 2003 12:00 AM - I've decided not to make up the "Special Person Poems" due yesterday on May 12, and I still haven't done my "Parents" composition. I'm really slipping. My grades are sliding. I'm sure to retain the title of "Dirtbag." Heh, I was only not "Dirtbag" for one day when Christopher Kuo didn't have his homework assignment with him in class, and I did. The memory of that day will last forever. I will savor it and treasure it for the rest of my life. Okay, well... I didn't take my usual nap today, so I'm REALLY tired right now. I can hardly keep my eyes open. Lol, I'm typing this with my eyes closed. I'll just read over everything once I'm done typing. Okay, done. End. Bye! ~Erwaman~