It's midnight, and I'm wide awake. I can't sleep. Too much caffeine. Hah, it's pretty weird, feeling wired on caffeine.
I guess I'll follow the typical Takagi blog format….Music:No new music for me. Cascada's "Everytime we Touch" is my new favorite song. I'm also liking Linkin Park. That one band that I liked in 5th grade, then hated right after that.Their older stuff is cool, and I like the start "Bleed it Out". I like Mike Shinoda's stuff… Fort Minor is too "hip hop" though. I like a middle road between the two. It's hard to explain. "Faint" is good, "Numb" I like, and "Papercut" is weird.School etc:School's okay. I'm almost sure I will have straight A's this semester. Not sure about AP exams though. Comp. Sci, US Government and Comparative Government, all seemed a bit hard. I didn't study enough I guess… Physics and Lang are soon, so I need to work on those this weekend. I'm also guaranteed number 1 at the end of the year if I get all A's.Speaking of which…Life: Why are all the hot girls really…. ditsy? Take for instance our lovely redhead Haley (our being friends is a great example of us both being awesome/forgiving). Three examples to prove that the cutest/best-looking girls are a bit dull.Example 1:Her: "Yeah, my dad's in China… or somewhere near there. What's that country that starts with 'Q'?"Me: "Qatar?"Her: "Yeah!"Me: "Qatar is in the Middle East. It's balling. It's nowhere near China."Example 2:Me: "Yeah, I used to live in Columbus."Her: "Wait…. we have a city called 'Columbus'?"Me: "Yeah, in Ohio."Her: "Wait…. they have a city called Columbus?"Example 3:Me: "You like your cousin? You too?"Her: *laugh* "Wait… did you say 'you too?'"One word to describe what goes in most girls' mind: Lag. It's like playing an online game where the host has dialup. And you're running Windows ME.Oh yeah, I had the weirdest incident when I assumed she knew programming.Scene: Casual before-school meetingMe: "Real men program on paper" (in reference to AP Comp. Sci)Her: "Like 'int' and stuff?"Me: "Whoa, you know CPP?"Her: "Huh?"Me: "You can code in C plus plus? Java? C?"Her: "No…. my calculator has this 'int' function on it… isn't that programming?"Actors and things I hate:I hate high school actors.First of all, they're arrogant snobs. "Look at me, I'm awesome! I can do a British accent! Now sleep with me."Secondly, people listen to them. And love them. "Oh Joe, you were so awesome!!!" I could do the same exact thing, but no… I don't get "Takagi, you were so awesome!". I get a "Takagi, stop being such an idiot. And die."Thirdly: they have fan clubs. At least in our school, we have two fan clubs for actors (not sponsored by a teacher, but a bunch of girls join together to basically stoke actors' egos).Fourthly, people vote for them in Student Council elections etc. Even though they're retarded."Look at me… I'm in remedial math, I've no leadership roles in the past, but I can sing, dance, and tell sucky jokes. Vote for me as StuCo President!"I also hate those weird sessions in which girls basically squeal over the new cute guy they found. Two parts envy, yes, but four parts annoyance. As a friend of mine said, it's girls' version of the stock market. They invest in the guy and date him when he's "legal". [:(]I also hate womanizers. Same issue. I guess that's one reason I hate actors, because they're such womanizers.Game Maker etc.:Game Maker: the best 18 dollar programming teacher I ever bought. I figured I'm never going to use it again. I figured out that the only reason that I used the GMC was because my own real life was so dull and boring. However, that's not true anymore, and as a result, I've dropped GM and the GMC. Not too sad though, GM is the only reason I have an A in Comp. Scence.And sk8tm8trix, do you play football? And stop stalking me.
It's ok…I'm an insomniac, too. The only difference is it's 1:24 AM here and I'm up and posting blogs and posting in blogs…
Sk8 never will stop stalking you.
Look at me, I'm awesome! I
can dohave a British accent! Now sleep with me.Yeah, but they can be really sweet as well as stupid. Just the way life goes, I guess.
I respect this blog. but don't call yourself an insomniac. I'M the insomniac… Its becomming common for me to stay up until i hear the tweets of birds and ssoon after the sky glows blue when the sun begins to rise again. Then I sleep in until noon, and then work on Crimson Star.
Midnight? Sleep?
Oh, yeah, that normality thing.If I don't sleep 12 hours a day, I feel weird =S. I guess that's the complete opposite of imsomniac.
Our drama club is full of nerds.