Showing posts with label School. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Did time pass me by so badly?

I'm cleaning up a little internet-wise and i wanna make sure i found a few old posts. I blogged before I had blogger, here are a few:

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August 15, 2002
Yoz...it be mee jus chillin on me sofa...my mamma be sayin i shudda bee mo activez and stuffz...

Oh lordy, how can anyone type like that? I dunno it's almost as unreadable as it is to type! That took me forever to type out that one sentence. Now getting to the point, isn't it a little bad to have your whole name on a website? (I don't put mine :P ) But i was informed by my sister that Arlyne's website was www.xanga.com/pnaybeby ;but before i did that, i decided to Google it. So i typed in her name, first and last. And what did i find? I found her name!...on her boyfriend's website! Hmm..thats either really stupid or some sorta big amount of "Love" ...Ahhhhhhh! Her website plays Toya! Run!

It seems wierd that i love to talk to my sister on the phone! It's wierd! The last two calls equaled about 2 hrs and 8 mins. I guess that's what happens when you get distant. And to prove the fact that i can pick a good movie (ha ha ha), my sister *also* likes the movie "Like Water For Chocolate"!

Ahh... did ya see american idol? I'm so happy to see Nikki survive! Yeah! I'm not voting for her next week! I'm not voting at all! But...lets do a little math, yeah i know it's summer, but think about this. "They" said they recieved 14,500,000 votes in all. "They" also mentioned that RJ(Eliminated) and Nikki got "more than 2,000,000 votes". Say RJ & Nikki got 2,250,000 votes each. That means Justin, Tamyra and Kelly each got 3,333,333.3 votes! The only way for Nikki to survive is to get everyone who voted for RJ to vote for her! That would be 4,500,000!

Quick Rants:
I'm starting to like Webcomics, im not tellin you which one i like to read but,i plan to convert "house zone" to become a slight web comic! I'm gonna call it "Second house on the right". And it'll be about me! And it's gonna be drawn (badly) by me!

I'm thinking for May, i should do "A Video Game a day in the month of may" so i'll be stuck playing one game a day! I'm thinking of making Fighting week, Platform Week, Sports/Racing Week, and Final Fantasy/RPG Week!

Oh and if your wondering humanforsale.com says you can buy me for about $1,560,200; but my price is skyrocketing because im on a very high demand!...just kidding!

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Feb.10.200- Valentine Week and I feel a little snarky!


I've noticed that recently i've been having a not better but hmmm... "more funner" life. My friend Arlyne seems to have problems everyday with that "hubby" of her's and she's having all those "problems" with having the "elegant" 18th celebration. You know what Arlyne? SUCK IT UP. Life is just a little bit harder than you think okay? So what if Rey isn't "hubby" material, there's always tomorrow. And i'm sure tomorrow is a hottie.

Seems like fellow classmate Vilma is having life problems. Then again, anyone who goes to school over and over with chronic a)stomach "knots" b)migranes c)fighting issues d)sleepyness sould really get something checked, I mean, EAT BREAKFAST, or how about SLEEP? I know there are job issues and everything, but hey, there are also things called "necessities". Go check them out, TODAY!

Ah, snow is always good, to look at (at least). But then you remember, you have to walk in the snow and then drive in the snow too? Ouch. Still i think snow is underrated, sometimes i'd wish there was one day in the summer that it would get all cold and it'd snow, that would be funny.

Hmmm...why not rant about myself. self-obsessive? Not really. I just wanted to tell you i tried one of those "rock climbing thingies" and whoo-boy, I really need to work on the upper-body power. We-ak! But other than which, i think that I should lose some weight. That was should. Maybe i'll pull out old and trusty "Dance Dance Revolution" and play a few rounds. That'd cut off some pounds! Maybe jumprope...but it has to be in the cheesy girlish way where i hop funny or something.

Speaking of weight...i don't think it's good to cut all the carbs in what you eat. It not necessarily kills your kidney's but it forces them to work pretty freggin hard. And kidneys are hard to come by nowadays.

My US History teacher told us that if a "Nu-ku-lor" bomb would hit New York City, most people in some 50 mile radius or something would die. Fortunately, he said that it'd be easier if you drove into the bomb area because you'd die a lot less painful death. But I think I need that one week of pain to call up people and tell them how i really feel, admit stupid things to people, and make a final update on my website of course!

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Nov.23.2002- Sick Day!


I finally got sick today. It was all because i went to that TRL trip. See, my body's not used to constant screaming so i guess i got sick because of that.

On better news, I have tried my first online shopping ordeal, it's wierd. I could go to UPS.com (or something) and it tells me where my package is. They say that i'll get my "present" on Wednesday.

I dont have school Wednesday! or Thursday or Friday! Hoo-Woo!
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Journal entry: 9.14.02


Conscience? Hello?
September 14, 2002

I just spent my whole day at school. It is my last day being 15 you know? I mean 16 year old girls go crazy, luckily i'm a boy...whoo

"But, Mikey that doesn't sound bad"

Yeah, but it was Saturday.

"...okay that sounds bad, what happened?"
I had (okay sorta agreed) to go help the (TV) crew tape the football game.
"Did your team win?"

No, the Roosevelt "Native Americans" never win. But it was really cool watching them get crushed. After it all, i bumped into Randolf and saw that he had busted his lip...it was funny in a sad way.

"So did you make friends?"
I guess you could say that, i mean, i knew them (all) and met them one way or another in other classes or somethin' (hmm...last year in TV: Gizelle and Mary, Math: Chris, Amanda, and Marlene, "the society" Joe, and Mike, Latin: Jessica [i'm sorry jess, i was the one who was singing "I don't wanna wait" last year when you were crying], English: Joey)

"I'm right to take a guess that uh, you're all at least juniors?"

Yeppers. There are no sophomores, which i thought was bad.

"Uhh...did you guys talk?"
Yes, i also mentioned that i had a website and i am gonna try out for american idol. Joe mentioned i have "RJ" qualities.

"RJ? The one with the big smile? Oh well, at least you went to your singing classes right?"
....no, they ended up fudgecaking my time slot. So instead of taking 30 minutes today, it's gonna be an hour next week.

"...Wait a sec, isn't it your birthday tomorrow?"
YEAH! Woo-Hoo! They even sang happy birthday to me (and Joe, who shares a birthday with me!)I liked it, thanks Amanda you're sooooo nice!

"There musta had been someone in that group that you really wanted to hear singing to you."
Yeah, there was.

"Come on, who? I'll never tell"
...no

"Please?"
...i can't, really, it'd end up crushing the tower of friends i'm trying to build...

"I know it's not three people though...it obviously wasn't Joe because it was his birthday, nor was it Mike or Gizelle, cuz they weren't in the room (they were in the hallway)."
Yeah, so?

"Nevermind, i AM your conscience, i know what you're thinking, you wanted to hear it from..."
AHHHHHHH! No, Shut up you conscience! You don't want me to bang my head on a wall now do you?

"...Okay...step away from the wall"
Now that's a good conscience.

"Come on, anyone can see you slamming into doors and slipping down stairs, when you see"
STOP! I don't wanna talk to you... can't i talk to my gut instinct, or my heart, or my...my stuffed panda?

"Like Anda wants to talk to you, you've ignored him for a year, maybe you should talk to your heart, then you can bust into tears, like that time in "A walk to remember"! "
Hey...you're getting mean, i think i'll go and clean that hubcap i took from Joey.

"Nooo...please talk, i want company, what about something you wanna talk about?"
Well, Avril Lavigne looks stupid...i mean i dont mind the music, but she looks like some drug addict freak who hasn't gone outside. And the Tie!!

"Thats more like it! Anything else ya wanna say?"
I was trying to make up a parody to "s8ter boi" and i'm thinking "Fruitty Boy" but i only got one line, "She was real dumb, he was real gay, what more can i say"...i'll think of more soon.

"You know, it's getting late, i think we'd better go to sleep. Maybe you should go and hug that pillow imagining that its.."

Ahhhh! You're not gonna make me say that! I'm gonna have a lot of ice cream, and real fast.

"...sure you are, you're gonna have some hot tea, play some "sad" or "classical" music and type this whole conversation down."
...nuh-uh, i'm gonna blast horny music! Like Thicke's "When i get you alone", Truth Hurts' "Addictive", Toni Braxtons' "You're making me high"...

"...okay, go and practice your rave-less skills...have a nice day Mikey."
Okay, bye!

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Funny enough? I have no clue what i posted before and what it all means! Oh no! I'm getting old and senile!

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Friday, February 29, 2008

Back to Blog

It took me a while to sit back and type my life again. Yes, I’ve had the excuse of “oh I’m busy” but really. I think I was a little lost in why I even write. I mean traditionally there are maybe 2 or 3 people that read this that really care. And I call my boyfriend and my sister often. I speak with my mother and father on some weekends. Why go here? I think I finally realized it…

This is for me…

I’ve really reached a happy part in my life. I can’t wait for the next chapter in my life. Eric and I are happy and are making things work with the large distance between us. I can’t wait until we settle down and pick some snazzy apartment. I swear, I’ll be cleaner.

I understand that I’m gonna graduate and probably never come back to New Paltz (I mean, yeah I’m gonna visit), but I have a feeling that I’ll keep in contact with a lot of people (especially through facebook).

When did I grow up? I saw my graduation picture and I saw someone so much older than I remember. My hair yesterday still looked like I went to my senior year of high school. My hair has gone through the gamut though and I decided to give it one last thing before I graduate, I’m gonna grow it out a little more that I’m used to. Nothing horrendously long, just a little longer. I kinda want to see my hair create a small wave. See if it is really true how my hair had a slight wave when I was a kid.

I forgot how therapeutic blogging is. Eric is there, yes, and he knows everything I said above, but I really do feel like I don’t. I have horrendous self-doubt. I beat myself up on things. I apparently have high standards of myself. Was that parenting? My zodiac combination of Virgo/Tiger? I dunno anymore. But I did grow up similarly to the zodiac thing and the stereotypical nuclear family. I mean yeah, Eric really does wish I used my creative side better (more on that later).

Ideas are racing through my brain on what to say or how to say it. It kinda just stopped right now. So with that, I will sleep, wake up at 7:30, shower and head over to Poughkeepsie.

Much Love,
Paz

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Thursday, May 03, 2007

Just a typical Thursday morning

As I sit here in my dorm, eating my orange for breakfast I have been contemplating what to write about today.

Toys R Us hasn’t called yet, so that’s made me nervous since I was interviewed on the 24th and said they would call me back. Does it always take a long period of time? Is there some mistake on my criminal records (which I don’t have) since the names “Michael” and “Pascua” are kinda common in some places like California and Hawaii? I am never too sure what to think, but this orange tastes yummy.

Sometimes I wonder what a person defines as successful. I always dreamed of being “successful” but I always put “Happy” in front of it. Always imagining a day off from work where Eric and I go to the park and stare at ducks that try to drown each other, not having financial troubles, and then going to dinner where ever we wanted. Possibly Ribs on the Run. Maybe we’ll watch a good movie. Or Supergirl.

Now I get nervous as school is ending soon. I pretty much have a year to go, trying to get a part time job, trying to find an internship for next spring, since no one ever responded to my request this semester, fixing my resume (which I think is meh), and running around for Asians. Well at least I have time to blog.

Eric always asks me why I blog and I realized what it is, it’s a good outlet. I mean Eric is an amazing….outlet but its nice to have nobody and everybody read in at the time. Having an outlet to bitch about school, trying to get a job, and stuff. I’m probably never gonna stop blogging. I may sound more mature (I doubt it) later on, but it’s gonna keep going.

It may take a long gap between posts but I will.

- Paz

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Friday, February 16, 2007

99 Bananas, Bit a B***h ain't one

So we celebrated Tracey's birthday last night. It was quite an experience to say the least. Flip cup. One of my few times playing flip cup. Interesting. But the Minorities lost to the Irish. I think the Irish had it in the bag. Really? Me Sandra and Jordan? Not the strongest of teams. Haha. But I realized when i'm drunk, i tend to just repeat myself a lot to remind myself. I lack a little bit of internal monologue. I know one thing of course. I'm not as a horrendous drunk as 2 people. Emma and Justine. One gets physical, tne other gets fiesty. We had to put them to sleep.

I puked a little last night, a little this morning. But overall. I'm good. I have my survivor buff on so i feel nice and warm here at the radio station. Ah. Pazapalooza.

- Paz

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Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

It’s a snow day today. I haven’t had one of these in quite a while. The snow is sprawling outside and it looks pretty outside. I may consider going outside, if our front door wasn’t broken. It has signs on it saying “Do Not Use” and “Hot”. I have no clue what happened to the poor door. I think it got sick. I guess the window will suffice.

I laughed looking at WCBS’s school closings online. Yonkers’ Public Schools are closed. So is St. Barnabas HS. But other places I’ve been to? St. Eugene’s? No mention whatsoever. Stepinac? Nope. No mention. Haha. I laugh.

I recall days when I would be sitting in the kitchen listening to 103.9 WFAS, my mother was making some kind of breakfast, for some reason I recall Filipino meatballs, and I would listen as the man would read through the long list of closings and delays. St. Eugene’s was very stingy for closings. Yonkers’ Public Schools on the other hand threw delays like it was Marti Gras beads. I didn’t even have to flash them. I always recall the radio caster saying “No Peas and Carrots today”. I think it was some kindergarten-related after school program. But it was cute hearing all these closings and delays and hearing the words “peas” and “carrots”. It’s like the man accidentally mentioned what he was eating.

Today I was woken up by my roommate Erik saying that schools got canceled. I went back to sleep and woke up at 10:30, an accomplishment since my regular time waking up is 9:30. But I did my laundry last night, so I got about the same amount of sleep. And all the washers were open. Yeah!

I don’t know what I’m gonna do today, I’m probably gonna be lazy and play video games and work on the elliptical. Other than that? Work? Meh. One big Meh.

- Paz


PS. Happy Valentines Day Y'all. Even you singles.

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Wednesday, January 31, 2007

12 – Of 25 things done on the to do list of 10/9/06

I tried so hard this fall semester. I made myself a to do list most of my Monday Operations Management class. Most of my to do lists consisted of taking out garbage, laundry, arranging things, or blogging. I never really blogged much, but the to-do list influenced more blogging than a normal fall semester. That made me happy. But not really…I guess.

- Paz

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Friday, January 19, 2007

2 – Papers I’ve written this year that apparently were not in English.

Ah, the one thing that I appreciate about college is that teachers read your papers, butcher them and then let you pass. I thought that earlier this year would be the only time that I’d write something that I knew made no sense. I had to write a paper about the Kyoto Protocol for my Physical Geography (aka “apparent” Rocks for Jocks, I’ll talk about that later) class. With the uber-proper British lady. I wasn’t expecting much from the professor to be grading my paper anywho. I expected that she’d want the thing in old English or something. Heh. Or I’d have to spell words like “colour” or something. Granted, to this day I still don’t fully grasp the whole Kyoto Protocol. Apparently when I wrote the paper, I missed points. Hmm, nothing too unusual. I mean I guess that’s the reprimanding I get from being a quote whore. But somehow, I looked at the returned copy and every other word was underlined, circled, or crossed out. Lines were on the margins with words like “What?” and “I don’t understand.” I don’t understand it much either. And I passed. I believe a C+. But still I passed. (In the long run I passed Physical Geography unlike some people I sat next to,)

And I thought that my bad paper writing was over me. Along comes fall semester and my Mass Media Law class. I had to write some paper about Branzburg v. Hayes. Something about Protection of speech in the media. Heh. This paper had less time, and more random crap. I wrote it thinking I’d get a C+ based on my last crappy paper. I got this paper back and along with crossed out lines, slashes, and missing quotation marks, I got funny commentary, I got “Huh?” “What Mean?” (Which I still don’t get) “Awkward” and “Glitchy.” It sounds so weird but my paper was apparently Glitchy. Was there electric sparks emerging from my paper? Was it written in scrolling Matrix? I don’t know. After looking it all over, I got a B. What?

It makes me wonder if I could ever be a teacher; if there was a paper that made no sense I’d fail the kid. Or let the kid do a rewrite. I don’t think I’d ever just pass the kid. That’s why I’m not a teacher.

- Paz.

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