In The Beginning

I would like to begin by cataloging my life as a potentially world-reknowned musician. Those of you who know me may be laughing and thinking I am sarcastic. If I said I was being sarcastic, I would just be trying to preserve my dignity as opposed to being sincere.

So, here goes, goodbye dignity. Phew, I feel better already. Right now I'm a junior in high school, ranking number seven in my class. I'm not trying to impress anyone, well maybe a few people, no I'm just kidding. I'm not really trying to impress anyone, I'm just doing this so I can list things about myself. I'm drum major of my high school band and I love being it. It's not just the waving my arms crazily around like a chicken on a platform infront of a crowd or the yelling at people, although that is particularly rewarding at sometimes , it's the fact that I am actually completely devoted to my band program and that I love music. I have already decided to make music my chosen career in life. (uh, shocker) in case you don't know me, the parenthetical statement was dipped and dripping in sarcasm.

Gotta go, mom's making tuna tettrazini, I don't know if that's spelled right, and I love the way it tastes. Not to mention, my family is watching "The Village" and I also love that movie. Tell ya about my favorite music later. Chao tam biet (Vietnamese for goodbye)

Two Hours Later.....

Ha! I'm back. Man, I love tuna tettrazini. Now that my belly is full and I have finished watching The Village, I am ready to speak again to anyone out in the universe who might be so desperately bored that they would monitor my blog. However, I will tell you of what I have done today...

Somewhere out in the vast universe, there is a tiny water planet, ruled by men and greed and money. There lives in this world good and evil...the only hope for the survival of the billions of ignorant souls, walking around totally unaware of their surroundings, are the few who serve the light to fight the many that serve the evil darkness. One of these few that serve the light is a young woman of unparalleled talent and beauty and intelligence...not really!

This young woman lives in the tiny village in the surrounding rural areas of Dallas, Texas. Her hardships are innumerable, evil teachers, annoying siblings who plot against her, and most painful of all, separation from her dearest cousins in the world, also warriors for the safety of the world. Sitting in her pre-calculus class, Nanashi sits pondering the last time she saved this undeserving planet. If only her Pre-Calculus teacher, Mrs. Carey knew that she had saved skin more than a few dozen times. If only she could use her powers and leave the school right now, somehow, evil teachers have a way of suppressing these impulses and restraining the students. If only everyone knew. If only the stupid boy, the one that makes fun of her chopsticks while walking down the hall, knew...

"Hey, look at that freak...I bet those are blades that I could just pull out of her hair and stab your eyes out, hahaha..."

"Yeah, that would be so freakin awesome..."

What conceited fools, they aren't blades you baka, but I bet I could use them to change the way you walk for the next fifty or sixty years you pathetic little cockroach. ugh.

Well, enough of that, I'm not angry at the world, just incredibly annoyed by it. Those pathetic humans don't deserve my help, no, that's not true...Let's just all chant together. I love life, I love this planet, I love the pathetic ignorant blind fools who are too distracted by obtaining the newest technology and money to see what's really happening to this beautiful universe...I feel better already.

But, like I said, I was sitting in Pre-Calculus wishing the bell rang when my teacher, Mrs. Carey, told me I had an 86 after I made a 99 on my six weeks exam which is 25% of my grade...Answer me this, how is that possible. Seriously, I've turned in every paper, passed most of them and all of my tests, dropped my lowest grade, and behaved impeccably the whole time. Behaving impeccably means not talking and interrupting her, so sleeping counts, right? I think it should, then I would be the best behaved student in all of my classes. You see, my mom's motto is, "You can sleep when you're dead," which is what she usually tells me when I want to go to sleep at three o' clock in the morning and I'm still not finished with my homework. So, there I am sleeping, hopefully without drool hanging out of my mouth...when the bell rings. Thank goodness. I go to lunch and chat with my friends...uh, shock and dismay, I have friends ...and that's all I can say right now because I'm really tired and I have to get up at early in the morning.

With me, early is really early. I usually get up at 6 a.m., which is really, really early for half the people I know. To think that normal people actually sleep in until 8 a.m. on the weekends. Well gotta go...For all of you hopelessly lost and bored souls seeking enlightenment through my blog, go to sleep right now, sleep in late, read a good book and I'll update later. Goodnight. Chao tam biet.