I went for my G2 test on Tuesday, and I passed it on the first try. I keep on hearing stories of how the place where I tested is harder than other places, so I was nervous. But then the examiner got in the car, said hi, and 10 minutes later she told me I passed. And it was a relieving day. After that, I walked to school.
I want to talk to her, but i don’t know how. I look for an opportunity, but she’s always with her friends. I can’t talk to somebody unless I’m able to make eye contact with them, and I can’t make it with her. I believe strongly in woman’s intuition so I have a feeling that she already knows I like her, even though I don’t talk to her. She probably doesn’t even like me. I keep on getting this paranoia and over analyzing things, that just makes me more stressed and depressed. I haven’t felt like this before. I’m tired, but at the same time, I love it.
What do I do?
On May 7, I have a catering job, which I’m going to actually get paid for, so that’s great. I haven’t done a full catering in a while. It’s going to be at a golf club, and there’s going to be like 200 people I think.
Then on May 13, I have my St. Lawrence Market trip, and my photography assignment due. On May 16, I have to have 10 pages of notes and a rough copy for my religion CPT.The final draft is due on May 26 (or maybe 24th), which is just horrible, because I have not started yet.
On May 22, it’s @angelaabrenica’s Debut. I’m one of the 18 roses, and I’m extremely honoured to be chosen. The theme is 1920’s classy Jazz, and I have no idea how to dress! Then on May 27, is my Prom! And I still haven’t asked her out yet.
Nor have I bought my outfits. So on May 13 or 14, I will have to go shopping for outfits. And it’s going to be costly. That means that I have little time to do my assignments, and go job hunting.
And I still haven’t been able to talk to the girl I like. I know right? It’s been months. The opportunities are just not there.
I feel like I’m forgetting a couple of dates as well.
It was weird. At my parish, there’s this youth mass that goes on during the first Sunday of every month, and I usually come and help usher, then clean up o set up and whatever. It’s run by the youth, for the youth, so it’s cool and more comfortable for young people. Well anyways, I was supposed to usher again today, but then I was asked to serve because there was only one guy available. I’ve never been interested in being an alter server, but I said yes anyways because I was needed and I was told that it wasn’t difficult. So I did it, and it was awkward, but overall, for 3 minutes of preparation, it was decent. Then after we ate donuts and ate pizza in the basement. The end.
I was good friends with him in elementary school, and even though we haven’t talked much in high school due to me living in another city, he’s still a cool guy. And he recently made a website so that people could understand him more. On Tumblr, we call those blogs. Haha, just kidding! But seriously. He does have a Tumblr though. Anyways, if you’re interested, check the website out. It has pictures, and music and videos and stuff. Revolutionary shiet! So foshizle ma nizzle. I don’t even know what that means. Forget that I typed that. Please. Anyways, check it out:
I felt so depressed today, I don’t know why. Okay, maybe I do know why. Wilson told me to try new things, but I told him I’m not doing weed, lol. Anyways, then as the day went on, I started feeling a little better. After school, we all walked home and it was fun, then me, Devin and Alda and Tyronne went to this banquet hall where my prom is going to be hosted to try and find jobs. We were basically denied because we are under 18 and can’t serve alcohol. Like honestly, lol. So I was kind of disappointed. Then I bought and shared Subway with my sister and everything went better than expected.
Oh speaking of prom, the tickets got sold out today. Like honestly, there are hundreds of people who can’t go to their own prom because there aren’t enough tickets! On the announcements, they said that there are like 30 left, and they won’t start selling until 2:15pm, but by 1:50pm, there was another announcement saying they were sold out. Like, wtf? Right? Anyways, I feel bad for everybody who didn’t get to buy one. I have some close friends who didn’t get to buy it. At least I managed to get one because I bought it on the first day, and some of my friends did as well. The girl I have liked for the past five months but who I still have not worked up the courage to talk to managed to buy one yesterday. And even though I didn’t say anything, I was happy on the inside. But I need to get a move on and work something out. Because I am simply not happy enough right now.
Okay, so good night Tumblr. I’ll work on a serious post some other time.
I went on a retreat last week. It was an overnight retreat exclusive to only 12th graders. Only around 35 people went, which is a shame because everybody should be taking advantage of the opportunity.
The retreat really was a great experience. The food was delicious. On the first day, we had fajitas, then later on, we had roasted chicken and mash potatoes for dinner. The next day it was waffles and has browns, followed by pasta and salad. I ended up drinking like 10 cups of coffee, but I had no trouble sleeping.
I only slept for 3 hours anyways, because a small group of us stayed up almost the whole night just talking about faith, God and other things, some random and some not. But the connection I felt was just so deeply “awesome”, in the word’s true meaning. I liked the group of people there, and I made some really good friends.My roommate is so far ahead with his faith. I really admire him for that.
We went on two hikes. The first was during the day, and we saw waterfalls and the true epicness of nature. Then at night, in the pitch dark, we went hiking again deep into the forest, and it was such an amazing experience. It was difficult, but what we were able to discover in the end was sheer wonderful.
In those two days, we played drums, talked, cried, laughed, reconciled and just had so much fun. To my schoolmates who didn’t go, you guys missed out. And to those who were there that really bonded, you guys are all awesome.
Note: that picture above was taken in front of a waterfall. But we all covered it, so there was really no point in crossing the creek in order to take that picture.
There are so many different words to use as a compliment for a female. And although all of those words are similar, the difference between them are dramatically large. And different words actually suit different girls. A girl can be hot, but it doesn’t mean that she’s cute.
I think beautiful is the highest form of a compliment. I hate to use the word hot when it comes to females because it’s kind of degrading. When I think of a hot girl, I see some blond or whatever with a physically attractive body, and some lustful face. And that’s about all I see in the girl. If personality isn’t taken into account, and looks were the only trait that was meant to be used when looking for a partner, then I wouldn’t marry somebody “hot”. Because they just don’t seem like wife material. Despite everybody wanting to be hot, like people in magazines, hot girls are so common. There are so many normal looking hot girls, and it’s nothing special. I think it’s a phase for guys who just want some trophy lady.
Sexy stems from the word sex. A sexy girl would be somebody that interests you in a sexual way, and would usually be seductive looking, and all a guy would be thinking is, “I want her in my bed.”
Pretty is usually related to how a girl’s face looks. A pretty girl would have a very lovely face, and look like flowers and unicorns. Pretty is very similar to the next two words.
I think cute is a very flattering word. Alot of females don’t like to be classified as the word cute, because they see the word as something used for puppies and kittens. And they are right. But they are wrong to not like to be classified as that. Cute isn’t only looks. Cute is how you talk, how you act, and just your personality in general. Puppies aren’t only cute because of how they look. They’re cute because they walk around, and making little mistakes and do goofy things that makes you love them.
Finally, beautiful is the ultimate word. Beautiful isn’t something that is only for the outer appearance. Beautiful is inside and out. It’s a combination of all the other words, and more. When I look at a beautiful girl, everything about her makes me happy. I could have one hour of sleep during the night, and be very tired and grumpy, but as soon as she walks into class, I am filled with energy. What I like about beautiful is that nobody has the same standards for beautiful. Different males will see different females as beautiful, and their views wouldn’t be similar to another guy’s views.
A beautiful woman is one that you want to marry. If you love someone, you will think they are the most beautiful person in the world. Many people think beautiful is all about looks, but it’s more than that. Beautiful is so pure, that it applies to everybody. Everybody is beautiful simply because they are them. Do I mean beautiful in the complimenting way? No, I mean it in the spiritual and loving way.It goes beyond words. In fact, there is no such thing as an ugly person. Unless you have an ugly personality.
Nevertheless, don’t judge people simply on looks. Get to know a person, and find out why they are who they are. You never know what you’ll find. And if you have a chance, take it. Don’t let it get away, like I do. But don’t treat females as a piece of meat. Don’t treat them as a game. There are so many things to respect females about. But that will be another post.
Thanks for reading this overly long post.
I’m going to repost this because I haven’t been able to write anything in forever, and I am seeing alot of negative stuff on my dash board and news feed today. This applies to both males and females. God created us all in his own image.
(via swiftliketaylor)
I’ve been MIA lately. Lots of stuff went down last week. The culinary competition went down. I didn’t get to participate because of the stupid rules, but my friend Stefan did, and I was there as one of his coaches. He didn’t win, but we did good given our circumstances and ingredients.
Then on Friday, the girl I liked smiled at me. Hooray!!!!
But I didn’t get to see my friends much this week, and my photography stuff didn’t come out too well.
Tomorrow, prom tickets go on sale, and I need a prom date by like Wednesday, so that kind of sucks. $185 is about to be spent. Damn.
Anyways, follow me on Twitter, because I’m on that alot recently.
So it’s the last weekday of the March break, and it’s supposed to be all fun and relaxing and whatever. And it’s a Friday.
So I had plans to go eat brunch with @Misterjezer and Jand’l at Sunset Grill, then bus to Yorkdale Mall for @Queeenna’s Tumblr meetup.
Well, Jezer flopped to go on some date, which is great for him, but he told me a little too soon. By the time he told me, I had already woken up at 8am, and bussed for nearly 2 hours to Vaughan Mills. But oh well. So I text Jand’l, and he’s asleep still, and doesn’t want to go anymore. So now I am alone.
Feeling hungry after missing breakfast and anticipating that brunch, I go eat Pho, which was good. Then I walked around a bunch until I finally sat down, and Daniel Fortunato randomly joined me from nowhere. He happened to be going to Jenny’s Tumblr meetup as well, even though he doesn’t use Tumblr. So we wait for Jenny to arrive, and she comes with her little crew of cousins and friends, and we make the journey to Yorkdale mall. Oh, we got our stickers before hand though, because, I’m cool like that.
The bus ride was so long because of the traffic, but once again, oh well. So we arrive, and none of us know what to expect. Then we finally get to the meetup point and BAM!, it was surrounded by Asians from all corners. Jenny and Amy were like “TUMBLR!”, and everybody circled around us, while Jenny took pictures with people one by one. Let’s get this straight, there were at least 60 people there. And people kept coming. But it was so awkward, everybody was standing there not knowing what to do. Then this guy comes out of nowhere with picket signs or something and has everybody sign their urls onto them.
Eventually, the security guards comes and break us up, which I actually expected. And we separated. Then it was just our little crew again, and we ate, and went to the book store and stayed there for a long time until Fortunato and I decided that we were wasting time and just left.
After me and Fortunato departed from each other, I headed back to Brampton while he went home. I was just about to go home, until I decided that it was the last day, so I ventured to Bramalea City Center and borrowed their power plug for my phone. Then I bought The Depated, and went home to eat Wonton Noodle Soup.
Then End.
Oh, and this funny event happened today. On the bus in the morning, I saw this guy from my school. I don’t know him, but my sister does and I texted her and it was kind of amusing. Then I randomly see him at Yorkdale, and we kind of smile at each other. It was hilarious, if you find spontaneous things like that funny.
