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Wednesday, October 25, 2006


   I Haven't Posted Since Sunday! Am I Becoming...Lazy...?
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Enya
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Start: 8:00 PM CST

Hiya guys! Oy...my life... So busy. And I'm so tired of MyOtaku (no offense to you guys, but this site is boring now, with everyone I know gone) since I'm so alone... But I'll post.

Sunday

I met up with Lac Hong and Andy! But Andy was angry at Lac Hong because she was on three-way or four-way (phone, you perverts!)with him, and he said he had to go. So she thought he hung up the phone, and she said, "Aww...all my best friends are here...except Andy." He heard that, gasped, and hung up. (She didn't know he was still on there!)

And then Chi and I had a long conversation about our friends...which confused Lac Hong.

So...Chi's mom thinks I'm gay, Kai's stupid, and Nam's lam nom, which means "sassy," I think. (I asked Thay Bich for a translation, but Chi thinks it's more related to "spoiled" or something like that.) And she likes him. (Chi's mom likes Nam.)

I also learned that Lac Hong's name means "white rose" or "pale rose" in Vietnamese... Isn't that a pretty name? *smiles*

In Viet Ngu class, one of the girls brought her Filipino friends to school so she could learn Vietnamese! (We found out when one of the TAs asked her to read a sentence in Vietnamese, and she said that she couldn't.) So they put her in Lop (Grade) 1...I think.

Khang bought me a drink, and we went into the church, where...he started torturing Lac Hong... *sweats*

In Confirmation...we had our exams! I think I failed, because Co Dung kept looking at me with a sad look... THAT, or I kept translating what the teachers said into sign language. (Yes, I wanna become an interpreter. *laughs*)

Mass was good, but Chi couldn't stay. So I sat with Diana and her friend. I gave her friend money to buy che, and in return, she gave me and Diana her whole box of Nerds! (YAY! The big kind, not those mini ones.)

Monday

OH MY GOSH. It was so cold! Yesterday, it was 90-something, and the next day, it drops to a 50-something?! WHAT?!

So on the bus, one of the windows came unloose on the bus, and that cold air kept blowing at me... UGH. I kept thinking to myself, Don't worry, Travis, you're almost at school. Oh! One of the girls on my bus found a kitty by one of the benches outside! Everyone kept aww-ing at it, and Dominique (boy) took the kitty inside...

Inside, I was starting to get sick. Runny rose a bit. Dominique named the kitty "Grayheart"... Cute name, but it sounds so...pessimistic to me, for some reason.

So...I went over to the Deaf table, and told Ileana and Geraldine that there was a kitty over there... Of course, both misunderstood the sign for "cat" for "Geraldine". (Geraldine's name sign DOES resemble the sign for "cat", though...)

I don't think I realized I was sick. Well, I was blowing my nose a lot in IPC...while we were having a test. And then when Karen and I were doing our research lab paper, I had to blow my nose a lot.

World Geography...lots of runny nose, and coughing.

Fitness...we had to run track outside, but my head hurt real bad. I went to go sit down at a bench, but coach told me to get up. Donny and his friend told me that I should tell the coach, and she let me sit out for the rest of the period. (But my joints started to hurt REAL BAD.) Tara and her friend said they hope that I feel better soon.

That Hispanic guy in my class... He asked me if I was gay. I said, "No..." Then he countered that with, "Are you sure?"

For the first time today, Kai RAN! He also played football. *laughs*

I told Lauren was sick, and she felt my head and said it was BURNING UP. So every now and then, I would sleep on Lauren's back...or backpack...even though that didn't help much.

So anyways...I was running towards the bus, but with my heavy books, PLUS being sick, I couldn't make it that far. The bus driver saw me there, but decided to leave me.

Na Nhi saw that the bus had left me, and she offered so that I could ride her bus and her mom could drive her home! Of course, her bus driver said that no random students were allowed on his bus, so I left. I called my mom on the cell phone to tell her that I was sick, at school, and needed to be picked up, and walked back to the benches.

I sat down with my Deaf friends, and I told them that I was sick. Arielle said chocolate might make it feel better (headache?), and Alma and Geraldine were signing about me being sick, and my headache. And Rahim was talking about how to go up to a black guy, and to sign, "What's up?" and to do that little handshake thing... *laughs* But I was so sick...

So I slept while waiting for my mom... Julio, Luz, and another girl from our bus just sat on another bench.

I think I dozed off for...45 minutes... I called, and my mom said she was in the office. I told her I was at the bus ramp! But she didn't know where that was... So I had to explain, and then she took me home...

After getting home was lots of medicine, sleep, soup...and stuff. I couldn't move for a while due to joint pain, and I kept sweating...

My mom told me to sleep in her room... And that if I was better by the next day, I could go back to school... In the morning, I was one temperature too high. I still couldn't go. Wah.

Yesterday/Tuesday

I woke up around 11 AM...and ate...soup. My mom did some papers, and around 1:30 PM, we drove off to the family doctor's office. We waited...and waited...and waited. (There was only one doctor there that day.) We finally left around...5 PM (yes, it took that long to wait!) and headed to Burger King, where we bought food.

But at Burger King, my mom kept speaking, and the people there couldn't understand her. I was sick, and had this "ugh" pained expression on my face. (The girl working there kept looking at me.) Also, the girl had to repeat for my mom to drive up, but my mom was too busy putting her money in her purse. (Just drop it in there, it doesn't need to be neat!) And then I overheard a guy making fun of my mom's accent, and another girl saying, "Don't be making fun of her..." or something like that.

Ugh...lots of eating...medicine...and whatnots.

Today/Wednesday

I decided to go back to school today, even though I was sick. OH MY GOSH. It's MOSQUITO SEASON. The minute I got out, the mosquitoes were EVERYWHERE! (Mosquitoes never lived in this area!!!) And Kai's allergic to mosquitoes, so...UGH...

In the morning, I kept running back and forth (from the attendance office--for being absent, to my classes--for my make-up work, etc.) to try to get everything ready. Then I went to go talk with my Deaf friends. I talked with Ileana, and I told her I was sick yesterday. She said she wasn't here today, but she had...something. Then she showed me a bite or something. (My first thought was: Did she get a shot?)

I tried to translate the word "shot", but it came out wrong. (The sign for "shot" as in medical shot and the sign for "drugs" such as the kind you inject into your arm--they're ALMOST the same sign! It's just for the sign for "shot", your pointing finger is curved. Of course, I forgot.) So Vu Chu and Shoaib kept signing, "You do drugs?!" and here I am, shaking my head "NO!" and I signed "I signed not correctly." and they still didn't understand. (Then Shoaib signed the word for "crack" and whatever...) Then I signed "I signed wrongly." and then they understood. (PHEW! That was a HORRIBLE misunderstanding.)

So, after that, Shoaib and I were signing about how there were so many mosquitoes outside. But there was some black guy standing behind Rahim, doing mock sign language, and the guy walked off, with Shoaib staring at the guy walked off in a angry, surprised look.

This is what it looked like: >:0

So we did ITED, which is Iowa Testing for Educational...something. (We're living in TEXAS! Why are we taking an IOWA state test?! I overheard some guy talking about how Texas was a ghetto state and something like that.)

The test was a bit harder than the TAKS (which is Texas's state test), but probably because we didn't have this cirriculum. Still, it was basic.

UGH. Sitting down for 5-6 hours HURT!!! After we finished...7 parts of the test, it ended, and we talked...a bit. Then we all went to lunch.

This was considered 3rd lunch, and because of testing, all of the students got mixed around in different lunches. So we didn't know where to sit! I sat with the Dominiques (both boy and girl), Jessa (she came later) and a few others...

Ate...even though my throat hurt. And Jessa asked when I was going over to Karen's house for the Science Fair project... When did she know that?

Also, we have a Geometry project that I didn't know about! (I was SICK, remember?!) Dominique (girl) asked me to return one of her books, and I walked to Fitness.

Um...what did I do? Talk a bit. Still sick. Did some homework. Yah... Dominique (girl) falling...chewing up paper...throwing that paper at me...and Kai being evil...

Um...I took the bus home and RAN THIS TIME! I kept tugging at Aaron and said in a demonic, roaring voice, "HURRY! THE BUS!!!" Danielle (Hispanic) saw me and said, "Ooh Travis, I didn't know you were like that..." (I was pulling on Aaron, and yeah.) But he was staying for Guitar Club, so yah.

On the bus, I was teaching Jennifer and Tien sign language! Also, Dominique (boy) came over every now and then to learn!

I taught them the numbers... (1-14, basically.) And how to say "My name is..." Pujitha kept wanting to learn things like, "You're ugly." and "You're gay." and insults like that. *sweats*

Oh! I also told them "breakfast" looks like "bitch" and "dessert" looks like "date", as in the going-out-on-a-date thing. (Confusing, huh?)

Then again, the signs for "medical shot" and "drugs" (heroin, I think) look the same... (Ah, that's how precise with the symbols you must be!)

Well, today's my brother's birthday! That's why I came home! I wrote a card for him, and got the family to sign it. Then I went upstairs and did work...

Um...my brother kept complaining about how he didn't want a cake and how he didn't want a party, and how it was a hassle. (You got one. Enjoy it.) But he had to get all stupid-sarcasticly (my own word, which means "trying to act sarcastic, but failing miserably").

Ugh. I went down, prayed, and then we ate cake. That's it. My sister's been emo for a while. I see no reason for it... OY.

Bye guys. Gotta do homework!

End: 8:54 PM CST

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