First day of senior year

omggggggggggg. i love all my classes :D
i'm so happy with them and my teacherrs <3

so many funny things happened today xD haha

THIS YEAR WILL BE MY BEST. 4.0 THIS YEAR. DO OR DIE. >D

not too happy at the moment.

i want to hit you in the face.

sfh.












so. fucking. hard.

oldschoolmusic

makes me smile.

Edith Piaf:


i like her old-style/old record aspect ;P



Louis Armstrong:


His version makes me think of going to France or watching Ratatouille.. or Lady and the Tramp.
//singing starts at 1:44 ish ;P

idkkkkkkkk~ random post. ;P

im still hungry.

poom.

ha.
new record.
good lord. :p

yeah, keep floating on cloud 9.


well,

i want to go dress shopping at urban outfitters. but shit, all their stuff is hella expensive. :/
//i need. to get. my credit card. -_-

i only have $45 on hand atm.
[wilson stole half to get that, TO PAY. FOR THE LAME. WHITE. DOG.]


i kinda like hazel now.
although, she's an asshole [80% of the time] i see some Blackie in her. :/


besides that;
i am craving:
- Honey Walnut Shrimp
- Fries
- Caramel Apple

give me any of these, and i'll love you forever.

okayish.

Wils popped his tire today while getting out of the driveway.
lmfao. owned.



today, class ended early :P

but before i left, the english teacher told me "oh, kristine. i have good news for you"
me: ..lolwut. ok...

he told me "you will not be deducted participation points because of the quiz"
me: [insert gif.] //CRIES TEARS OF JOY.

but i have no idea why he said that. o_o it was pretty random.. and he had no "good news" for chris. lulz.

WUHTEVER. I STILL HAVE MY POINTS.



billy's still a asshole for not giving up his 'credit' -_-

When I turn around, I always try to see if you're there.

whywhywhywhywhywhy.

funfun.

Well, today was one of the better days.

Today, Joe started his first day at Target.
As "commemoration," i came to visit. Or. to attempt to screw him over. HAHA

I was planning to buy something, and pay all in cents, but i was too courteous to do so. pft.

Well i got to target around.. 11:20 am and I saw Joe working [apparently, he didn't see me] so, lol, i just randomly roamed around target for like another.. hour and 20 ish minutes. Time to time, i [like a creeper from afar] went to go check on Joe to see how he was doing. It's pretty entertaining to watch him work. HAHA [because he was going pretttty slow]

Well, since he didn't even notice me there, i went and bought a pack of gum.
Joe: o.o -looks at gum- wow. a pack of gum =_=
HAHA

While my whole.. roaming around target, ALL the workers were staring at me cause i had a huge backpack. LOL
Well, i waited until 12:40 ish until he got off.
then we waited until wils came from school so we could buy dog stuff.

//etc

wils got lost.. etcetc.. he became pissy.. etcetc..he finally came and we got the dog stuff, and joe came with us so he could give us a [LOL $1 =_=] discount

But when he told the cashier lady to give a discount she said "okay scan your card"
and Joe tried to slide his target id taag thing, in the credit card machine slot thing. LOLOLOL so funny xD
the lady: uh.. /grabs joe's id tag and scans it/ [with the.. normal grocery scanner]
me: /dies of laughter

you have bad hearing, buddy. HAHA


WELL YEAH. PRETTY ENTERTAINING DAY.

now, off to do research report. ;____;

Well, Screw you too.

Today was fucking stupid.

As usual in the morning, the teacher would call our names for roll, and give us back old assignments.

TODAY though, Chris, got his papers back, and it said he got a F on the take home quiz.
but Billy, got a B.
Which made me wonder, if I got an F too. [because we helped eachother on it]

So when i got my papers back, it said i had gotten an F on it.
When i looked to see what was, "wrong".. it was a quote that I, MYSELF thought up.

quote: "The Angel of the House is the epiphany of an utopian woman"

me: THE FUCK? I MADE THIS UP MYSELF

then i look at chris's paper again to see that that freaking MOFO swiped those words from me and put them for his answer too.
THEN i look at BILLY's paper to see that HE swiped it too and got FULL credit and the acknowledgments of, "Great use of words and vocabulary"

JUST CAUSE HIS LAST NAME IS IN THE FIRST HALF [last name; Chan] OF THE ALPHABET [because the dumbass teacher corrects papers from last name accordingly], DOESN'T MEAN THAT HE FUCKING MADE THAT SHIT UP.

and after class, me and chris waited to talk to him [the bitchass teacher]
APPARENTLY THE GIRL WHO WAS TALKING TO HIM BEFORE US, PISSED THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF HIM.

When we freaking entered the room, he just fucking shot us down like, "Please don't give me some stupid excuse or tantrum[he was clearly pissed] Because I don't have time to deal with another drama tantrum." then before we got to open our mouths, he said "You two are the 'epiphany of the utopian woman' HUH? [said this in a snotty tone]

WE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING OR WHAT HAPPENED. HE JUST FUCKING SHOT US DOWN LIKE FUCKING BIRDS. like killing two birds with one HUGE FUCKING ASS STONE.

HE WAS BEING A HUGE FUCKING ASSHOLE. WE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO SAY OR EXPLAIN ANYTHING.
all he said was;
"JUST BE GLAD, THAT YOU AREN'T KICKED OUT OF THIS CLASS."
"THIS QUIZ IS AND WILL STAY A ZERO"
"YOU BOTH WILL LOSE 10% PARTICIPATION"

HOWEVER
I EXPLAINED TO HIM, "uh, but Mr. Russell. the "epiphany of a utopian woman" was MY words."

him: well I'M GLAD THAT I DIDN'T KICK YOU OUT OF MY CLASS THEN.
me: -GLARE-
him: ANYTHING ELSE to say? /3second pause/ No? OKAY. GOODBYE. /waves


WELL FUCK YOU, BITCH.
HELLA DISRESPECTFUL. WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT TEACHER ARE YOU. FUCKING BITCH.

I have NEVER been disrespected like this before. HE was fucking lucky I didn't fucking punch him in the face or fucking cussed him out


IF I FIND HIS CAR, I WILL FUCKING SET IT ON FIRE.

so.

Today, I found out that the newpunkass has fleas.

How did I find out?
Well, while I was showering him, I saw black things in his fur. and I was like, "Oh hellllllllllllllllllllll no."

and it turned out to be fleas.
Now Hazel might have fleas.

DAMN WHITE DOG. //FUHHFUHHHFUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

what's worse when i picked them out of his hair, they jumped.
I screamed like i would if i saw a spider jump at me.

//FUHHHHHHFUHHHHHHHHHHHHFUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.


Now I have to go buy Frontline Plus.

Stupid white dog. -__________-+

confused.

so. so.. so.. confused.


the hell's going on??

grawrgh.

Tommorow we're getting a new [male] dog.
Mainly for the sole purpose of making our current bitch (yes, that is harsh, but that is the literal name) to stfu and stop whore-ing for attention.

Also, Wilson wanted to sell the babies for money (to make up for all the money he lost during the duration of Blackie's death and now)

//sigh.


Too many. Dogs.
Even with a billion dogs, none will fill Blackie's spot.


Blackie still owns them all. Like a bosssss.

just thinking to myself. [not trying to start anything.]

I wouldn't say I have low self esteem.

I'd say I'm self conscious.


aaaand jsyk,
It's not like.. "the girls always leave"
Women (and all people in general) have reasons for their actions.

And also, women can be committed.
I was committed to you. Till the day it ended.
But like I told you how I can, "see the future for relationships"
I honestly thought I saw one (a future) with you, but. It was too vague.
+ the distance.
+ how i changed.
+ other things.



Oh well, People are entitled to their opinions.

[edit]
ohbtw, you do have flaws.
everyonedoes.

One of the things I hate:

freaking INDECISIVENESS.
I JUST WANT TO FUCKING SET PEOPLE ON FIRE CAUSE OF THEIR INDECISIVENESS. HOLYFUCK.


jesus's mother.

Since my dad fleed to vietnam, i had no one to pick me up. so i asked my older cousin, phuong, to pick me up.
Her wedding is soon so...
Since i'm a bridesmaid, i wanted to be nice and help her with making decorations.

Eventually she wanted to go furniture shopping with her parents and she wanted me to go along so she can have opinions.

Long story short;
They walk into the store with a budget of $4500 (Mainly her FREAKING PARENTS set that budget) their only intention is to buy a new Dining table and a new sofa.

HOWEVER, they wanted to buy more fucking shit. Like, a new coffee table and new arm chairs and whothehell god knows what.

FREAKING FOUR HOURS LATER (PAST THE CLOSING TIME) They KEEP changing their minds about what to buy and asking the retailer woman to lower the price.
OMG I FELT SO BAD FOR HER(retailer). =.= she had to keep dealing with their indecisiveness and freaking "OMG CAN THIS GO LOWER?"

FINALLY when everyone sat down to calculate the total, it turned out to be $6521.
I really can't believe they(herparents) kept asking for more damn discounts, when the price was already, THAT FUCKING LOW.

THEY BOUGHT HELLA SHIT (total of 18 furniture items) AND THEY EXPECT IT TO BE $4500???

WHAT THE FUCK. //BITCHSLAPBITCHSLAPBITCHSLAP


I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHY I WENT. my opinion wasn't even fucking considered.

GOD DAMN THEM.


in the end, they said: "Oh.. We'll contact you.. We'll think about it.."

4 HOURS. OF. MY. WASTED. LIFE.


I HOPE THEY(parents) FALL AND BURN IN FIREY PITS OF HELL

how i feel at the moment:

like shit.











wilson is retarded.
sometimes the girls he hangs out with are too.

hm.

One month since he's been gone.

Like a bandit.

I found out my dad split to Vietnam again.
reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeetaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard.

i asked him for how long: "couple months"
asshole.

he said he wanted to leave because "there's more opportunities there for me, than i have here."

UHLOLOLOL. what are you gonna do in vietnam that's better than america?
pick rice?



don't feed me lies.

hm.

My english 1a teacher is hella boss.
Every morning he plays music that will relate to something in the day, or just for the hell of it.

and then some teacher next door came over and told him to turn it down. LOL he was like "OH yeahyeah, sure. sorry." after he closed the door he gave a look like, "UH, EXCUSE ME BITCH?"

and then he turned down the volume of the music. but, 30 seconds later he was like, "SCREW THAT, IM NOT IN A GOOD MOOD //puts volume even louder// SHE CAN CALL THE POLICE FOR ALL I CARE"

lolol. gg.

mmm besides that, it's been really hot. ..


and i just found this music video:


ehhh. while i was watching/listening to this, my dad emailed me and told me to send him pictures of Blackie.

Idenno. i was looking through all the pictures i had of him.
i started to cry.


i miss him. so.. much..

thoughts.

I don't want that new dog. I hate it.
I still don't accept the fact that Blackie is gone.
I didn't even have enough time to grieve over Blackie.. and Wils goes and buys a new dog..?? That doesn't... even.. That's a hella stupid move. I understand he's trying to be a good brother but, dude. Buy it AFTER I am OKAY. stupid shit. You have no idea.. How suicidal I was that day.


//sigh.

Well, besides that..
Blackie came back today. When I got home, I opened the cardboard box he was in. I took his urn out, and just cried while hugging it. Sad and desperate.. huh?
It's been 12 days since I saw him. I'll always miss and love him. No one else can compare to him.

I will NEVER love this dog as I loved Blackie. never.





sidenote:

Don't ever give me this bullshit.

this dog/

is pissing me off like crazy.

it's biting everything and im just like, ASDFG =____=





I WANT TO KICK THIS DOG SO BADLY, BUT ITS A BABY AND ITS A GIRL
ASDF

punkassbitch. =.=

somedays

i wish i were the one who was hit by the car.
i'd very much like it if it were me, than blackie.




i hate my life. i hate everything.
and if i had enough bravery and courage, i would plunge a knife into me.



i want to leave and never come back.

i don't like my life.


not one bit at all.


scores on finals that i know of so far:
spanish: 57% -- yeah, fuck that. possible final grade: C, I REALLY, REALLLY. wanted a B-.
apush: 77% -- eh, whatever. final grade: B
drawing: 100% -- easy. final grade: A+
honors english: 87% -- eh. final grade: C
anatomy: 83% -- HOLY SHIT, YES. -- final grade: B-
precal: 62% -- ah, whatever.. final grade: C


sigh.. ending junior year with 3 Cs.
well,.. technically 2, since honors.. is a bitch.



hello to mom kicking my ass.

tomorrow.

i am going to die. die. die. die. die.dieee.diee.diedie.

anatomy - mooching off racoon/ hentshckies class.


precal - eff it all. =.=










I HATE LIFE. VERY, VERY, VERY MUCH.

We went and picked up his body today.

I was sitting at a table with my dad.. and then they brought a white carry box out. it was a cardboard carry box. .. when i saw that box.. my heart shattered.

just to know, the body of someone i love is in there. wilson told them if i can get the collar.. so the lady took him into the back room and brought the collar back to me.



i started to break down so bad.. i really.. had a hard time reaching for the collar. but when i did get it, i just held it against my heart, crying.

when we decided we'd cremate him, we went back to the humane society in milpitas.

while in the parking lot.. wils said, "DAD! look at the body i want to know if he's still.. intact."

so, my dad did. my mom told me to stay away. wils held me while they looked.. then wils went to look. he said, "Oh! he's intact! he looks like he's sleeping!"

so.. i walked over.. and i looked in. .. my heart shattered into even more little pieces.

what i saw: Blackie curled into a small ball.. he was intact and everything.. he looked.. normal..as if he were sleeping. and when i looked at his face.. omg..
i really. just.. broke down. hysterically. no joke. i cried harder than i did yesterday.

it was really too much for me to bear.



and his i.d tag; because i made him a new one yesterday, i will keep it on my phone chain.. until i can finally accept that he is gone.

August 2004- June 4, 2010

Rest in Peace, Blackie
I will always love you dearly.


Love,
Kristine Vu






[more on tumblr]

My baby is lost.

And I am determined to find him.
If I cannot find him.. I'd just.. die.

so uh,

joe. is at my house.


kinda weird .. how my mom is perfectly fine with it.
yeah. and he's sleeping over.

yeah. i think my mom is on drugs.

a year

has finally passed.

cont.

afterschool i went to mission to take my placement test. when i asked the dude to take it, i needed an ID number. Because i didnt have an ID number, i had to go all the way to the registration office- which had a fucking hugeass line. carrying two heavy ass books, waiting in line for an hour and a half and having a major headache. also, i had to hurry the fuck up because the testing center closes at 7. when i finally got my id and shit, i ran all the way back to the testing center. and when i ask to take the test,

"sorry, you're too late.. you can't take the test. you'll have to take it monday"

me: WOW YOU MOTHER FUCKER. WOOOOOOW.


and it was only 6pm. WTFUCK. fucking rage. and on top of that, my mom calls me and asks about the test. i explain everything, and she fucking bitches at me for "being too slow"
yeah, fuck you mom.

after, i had to wait 30 min for my dad's ass to come pick me up.


today fucking blows.

You know what?

fuck you mom. FUCK YOU.

STOP FUCKING JUDGING ME WHEN I TRY MY BEST. FUCKING BITCH
YOU WENT TO A COMMUNITY COLLEGE. I'M GOING TO A PRIVATE COLLEGE. SO STFU.

my life so far:

stressed out on colleges and majors..

but i guess i got it planned out..

pharmacy.
university of the pacific
- pre-pharmacy program - 5, 6 or 7 years.
- requires 3.6, 3.4 or 3.2 GPA, and SAT score of 1250, 1150 or 1050

...yeah.

more later.

i shouldn't nap anymore.

because i'd refuse to wake up and stay in bed forever. -_-

highlight of the day:

going to the mall.
while on our way out of marshall's, someone said "PSSSSSSST!!" o_o
me: o___o.. ? -walks back a little and looks into the aisle-
tony: SUP KRISTINE.
me: OH MY GOD. HAHAHA
wilson: O__O WHOA, WHAT THE HELL?
cang: o_____o awkwaaaaaaaaard..
[he had no right to say that, because he was the one trying on a shirt infront of my eyes]

yeah xD out of all the places to see them.. haha.

and after, wilson finally bought me a caramel apple.
i totally died CCCCCC:

apush

AHAHHAHAAHAHA.


fail.

ap week.

i find it funny how everyone's tripping balls about the ap..
i'm just chill about it.

but then again, i haven't even started studying.
probably because ap us history has a 50% pass rate..
yup, i'm that 50% that's gonna fail. i mean, its not like i HAVEN'T studied.. i read over some notes now and then.. but i haven't even touched my princeton review book.. LOL, waste of $12. oh wellllllllllllll. i'm just aiming for a 2 or 3 on teh exam. but knowing me i'll probably get a -1. LOL, yupyup.

i paid $98 ($86 for the ap fee+$12), just to fail. gg. o___________e

BESIDES THAT, I AM TOTALLY CRAVING;
- cheesecake caramel apple from RMCF
- thai/taro milk tea
- potstickers
- chocolate

ahhhhhasdhadnakjfhaids. i suck. baaaaaaaaaaaaha. C:

black.

Black is the color of the night, and of "evil." Black can also be a color of elegance or class (such as a black-tie only event, and black evening gowns.) Black can also represent ideas such as power, sexuality, sophistication, formality, wealth, mystery, fear, evil, unhappiness, depth, style, sadness, remorse, anger, and mourning. Black can also represent a lack of color, the primordial void, emptiness. It can also mean sorrow or mourning, in the Christian tradition of wearing black to funerals.

According to Henry Dreyfus, Black, sumi, is the color of mystery and solemnity; the color of the night. Black expresses the depths of the unknown, and encourages the imagination of a different world from that of daylight realities. Used by itself, black can represent bad luck or misfortune.



you are a noob. worse than a noob. i should punch you more.

well.

about.. 7 months ago, i bought new shoes. [not vans, but converse] i decided that i would try/wear something different.

about 5 months ago, i bought a new bag.

about 4 months ago, i stopped attending SPCL and seeing joe. [physically seeing him.]

about 3 months ago, i befriended new people. [the seniors] whom of which, are really fun to talk to and hang out with.

then about 2 months ago, i got a new haircut [a short haircut, which i never had for like 12 years].


with all these things.. i [personally] think i've changed. [even though these reasons seem stupid].. these were the things that transitioned me away from the life i had 8 months ago.

spcl: i don't even feel welcomed.
joe: i really, can't help him any more. we don't see each other, we don't talk to each other and i don't really think about him anymore. all that is on my mind is "school. college. future."

and about traja. yes, he likes me. and no we are not dating. he is the person i can lean on and depend on when i have my emotional breakdowns. [why not connie or kathleen or ANY GIRL?] they have their own stuff to deal with. i don't even bother.


rebirth.

sooooooo. i killed about 100 trees yesterday.

and today is Earth Day.

FUCK.

new blog.

like the title-

out with the old, in with the new.