Wednesday, October 5, 2016
Week: 9
Songs to Remember: What You! (너 뭐야!) - VX (브이엑스)
Remember to set your expectations really low, so that they are either met, or they're exceeded, which is like, a win/win situation right there.
Dance was just practicing moves, you know the deal. Math, was just notes and work, you know the deal. By the way if I hadn't really explained it yet, group's doing pretty well. 3 of us are talking, so, that's good. And yes, it does include me, heh. We've gotten into the flow of things. No break today since it was a Wednesday, so that meant straight to Digital Art. Finally got started on the "pumpkin design" project. It's actually just digitally drawing out a pumpkin, with shading and all that. So yeah, finally something to work on. Also apparently it's the one project students struggle with the most, I'm guessing it's the shading part with the light source and stuff.
After third period, I tried to isolate myself and Vh to have a one-on-one walk and talk convo. I just went straight into it (okay, not straight-straight, but straight enough). I asked "Hey, you going to Homecoming?" She's like "Nah, I got a competition on that day. I'm like "Competition for what?" "Color-guard (by the way, I just realized that in my past posts, I might have referred to "color-guard" as something else and not flag-spinning, so yeah, pretty silly of me, heh)." "Ah, I see." "Yeah, I do wanna go though, with friends ya know, but yeah. See ya."
There you have it, an example of how the scriptwriters screw me over again, heh. She would've went to Homecoming, and maybe or probably not with me, but at least she'd be there. And who's idea was it to put a color-guard competition on the same day as Homecoming? Really? Anyways, English was, okay. It was just people doing their proposition presentations, which actually took a while 'cause there was some discussion after each. And yeah, I didn't go today, that's how slow they were. Most likely tomorrow is when I'll go. Maybe, either that or Friday for sure.
Lunch was what you'd expect. Oh yeah, the senior sweaters finally arrived, like the school ones. People seemed pretty disappointed by 'em, either because they don't like the design, or, the color of the sweater is too light (in the picture it looked to be like a dark gray or almost black but in reality it's a light gray). Quality is fine though, you could barely feel the print on the sweater. Also it was from CustomInk, however I'm not sure why the sweaters each costed $35, or even $30 each without customization, considering there's probably over 100 orders of 'em. You'd expect a much lower price, or a discount and stuff.
5th period, Gov, was just a work day to come up with ideas for our commercial. One of our group members was not here today, so, not much we could do there. Also today was "nautical" day, in which people dressed up as pirates or, sailors, or, the "nautica" brand. Or, a striped shirt and called yourself a sailor. Or just have an origami/folded paper hat to represent a sailor hat. Tomorrow is "deck of cards" day, so, people will most likely just tape a playing card to their chest and that'd be good enough for them, heh.
Finally, Chinese, in which yeah, we did nothing, as usual. At home, I had to re-do my FASFA because the numbers for taxes and shit could've been inaccurate, and so my mom's having someone else do it (like, the numbers and stuff) to make sure it's correct. Umm, about 4 hours ago I took a chance, I risked it for the biscuit. It was less suspenseful than I made it out to be when I sent Vt a message on Snapchat saying "Hey." She replied back with the same thing, in which I proceeded to ask her if she was going to Homecoming.
"Ummm not sure." And so, I asked. Aaand, waited about 10 minutes, got a response back. "Sorry, I ain't going to Homecoming this year." I'm like "Aight, it's all good fam." You see, if you put your expectations really low, then that small gap for something to exceed your expectations, if it does pass, then the outcome would be like, super great. Otherwise it's a "Eh, it's what I expected" which isn't bad, it is what it is, it's just fine, heh. Also Jk is hoping I'm going to Homecoming just so he has somebody to communicate there (a guaranteed communication). I'm probably gonna go either ways, with or without, ya know, just for the experience, but I ain't gonna hope for shit, aight. Gonna set it low, super low.
Also just to note, I'm living in a time where clowns are popping up all over social media, there are memes galore, umm, Donald Trump and Hilary Clinton are running for president, and, the FASFA requires a bunch of shit that should not be done manually by hand. I'm talking 'bout, the whole thing actually. It's 12:58 AM, just finished a cup of coffee, I'm up this late and the only blame is Gov notes and Chinese work. Not tedious, but difficult. As or Gov notes, the exact opposite. Alrighty, see ya.
Thursday, October 6, 2016
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Tuesday, October 4, 2016 "Online Forms."
Tuesday, October 4, 2016
Week: 9
Songs to Remember: YOSM - Kanto
So I've been issued a CalGrant form to fill out. It says that I need a California Dream Act ID, I try to sign up, it says I'm not eligible for it. I take a look at this list of financial aid forms and it says that the CalGrant requires the Dream Act ID.
Doing a bit more research, it appears that it's only for those who are or were immigrants, not for U.S citizens, which I am (I was born here in the U.S). So that was a nice waste of time. I'm now doing the FASFA and that shit requires the date of my parents' marriage. Really? Does that really help in determining how much money I'ma get? Really?
But anyways, Dance was just more practice and more steps. Math, that was just work-in-class-day. Also, apparently the partner quiz is on Friday, not tomorrow. Looks like I am losing it after all. Break was whatever, Digital Art was me just writing notes for my proposition speech, of which I didn't get to do today. We just read the rest of Beowulf in class, and then, that was it. It's nice that this class is pretty freelo, I mean, there are people with their heads down, sleeping, and the teacher's not minding that one bit while he's reading to us the book. It's nice that it's freelo, but, there's nobody to communicate with in the class. Like, at least give me people who somewhat know me. I know them, but they don't know me.
Lunch was the usual again. Gov, that was just watching commercials and then giving us some time to start brainstorming commercial ideas, in which, we gotta make a political campaign commercial. Oh yeah, today was safari day for spirit week, in which people either wore camou, animal-pattern-print clothing, or bucket hats, or binocular, or animal onesies. Seriously, who comes up with this stuff, heh. And finally Chinese, in which we just did nothing for the whole period, and uh, 5 minutes before class ends, my teacher gets a call from the office, which was for me to get my stuff and to go there.
My dad texted me earlier in the day saying I go to the office after school, talk or mention this one person, and fill out a form. The way he texted it, it was just hieroglyphics. It didn't matter though, not sure why he made it so urgent as if it were an emergency. I got there, my dad was waiting for me, he got the papers and a section for me to write my social security number and shit. I'm like "Really, that was it, you called me from class and texted me for this shit." I didn't even fill it out over there, we just took it home and my dad filled out that part.
Apparently it was to certify to the social security administration that I was attending school, proof, that I was, or some shit like that. Really random, really random. And so, I'm uh, I got some ideas, that I will hopefully enact tomorrow. It's 10:47 PM, still gotta do Chinese work but that's fine. And yeah, make some plans, plans, plans, and, see ya.
Week: 9
Songs to Remember: YOSM - Kanto
So I've been issued a CalGrant form to fill out. It says that I need a California Dream Act ID, I try to sign up, it says I'm not eligible for it. I take a look at this list of financial aid forms and it says that the CalGrant requires the Dream Act ID.
Doing a bit more research, it appears that it's only for those who are or were immigrants, not for U.S citizens, which I am (I was born here in the U.S). So that was a nice waste of time. I'm now doing the FASFA and that shit requires the date of my parents' marriage. Really? Does that really help in determining how much money I'ma get? Really?
But anyways, Dance was just more practice and more steps. Math, that was just work-in-class-day. Also, apparently the partner quiz is on Friday, not tomorrow. Looks like I am losing it after all. Break was whatever, Digital Art was me just writing notes for my proposition speech, of which I didn't get to do today. We just read the rest of Beowulf in class, and then, that was it. It's nice that this class is pretty freelo, I mean, there are people with their heads down, sleeping, and the teacher's not minding that one bit while he's reading to us the book. It's nice that it's freelo, but, there's nobody to communicate with in the class. Like, at least give me people who somewhat know me. I know them, but they don't know me.
Lunch was the usual again. Gov, that was just watching commercials and then giving us some time to start brainstorming commercial ideas, in which, we gotta make a political campaign commercial. Oh yeah, today was safari day for spirit week, in which people either wore camou, animal-pattern-print clothing, or bucket hats, or binocular, or animal onesies. Seriously, who comes up with this stuff, heh. And finally Chinese, in which we just did nothing for the whole period, and uh, 5 minutes before class ends, my teacher gets a call from the office, which was for me to get my stuff and to go there.
My dad texted me earlier in the day saying I go to the office after school, talk or mention this one person, and fill out a form. The way he texted it, it was just hieroglyphics. It didn't matter though, not sure why he made it so urgent as if it were an emergency. I got there, my dad was waiting for me, he got the papers and a section for me to write my social security number and shit. I'm like "Really, that was it, you called me from class and texted me for this shit." I didn't even fill it out over there, we just took it home and my dad filled out that part.
Apparently it was to certify to the social security administration that I was attending school, proof, that I was, or some shit like that. Really random, really random. And so, I'm uh, I got some ideas, that I will hopefully enact tomorrow. It's 10:47 PM, still gotta do Chinese work but that's fine. And yeah, make some plans, plans, plans, and, see ya.
Monday, October 3, 2016
Monday, October 3, 2016 "I'm Talking About You From Your Head to Toe.
Monday, October 3, 2016
Week: 9
Songs to Remember: Lollipop - IMFACT, Body - MINO, Strange - MASC, Back Again - KNK, Summer Night (Remix) - GRAY
Never in my life would I thought I would be excited to have the option to teach some dancing as an assignment/project.
I think it's because of the freedom of it, that I get to choose the song and shit. That and, I guess I like dancing now, heh. Anyways, the season's starting off with some nice twisted shit, making things a bit different than other seasons, to mix things up a little. First of all, for Dance, we practiced a new tap-dancing move, we're gonna be learning some new ones tomorrow and the next couple days, then, next week we're probably gonna start doing some choreo for the dance recital which is in May next year.
It does seem a bit early, but considering the teacher's gonna have to be gone for a couple months for maternal leave soon, she's gotta teach us as much as she can before we're gonna be left on our own, making our own choreo, etc, which I do like. Well, for those who want to choreo anyways, I think you can either choose to choreograph others, or be one who will be dancing to people's choreos. Anyways, good shit. After leaving the dance room to go to math, I go on my usual route which is the path passing the P.E locker rooms where Mt shows up out of and we do our "hand-wave" greeting.
Well today, after the greeting, she was like "Hey Drew do you have any grading rubrics on you? If you do can I have 'em?" And so yeah, I hand them over, they're gonna be passed out to people during practice today so people can see what they need to improve on, etc. In the midst of that, a dude shows up, hugs Mt from behind, he's like "Hey" and she was like "Hey." Now in my mind I'm like "Uhh, I'm hoping he's just a friend, a really friendly friend." To be continued, 'till 'bout the end of the episode. Math comes, we do the usual shit, nothing much else to say. Oh yeah, quiz today, short one, only 2-minute time limit. We write derivatives of trigonometric functions, that's it. Freelo.
Break was the usual, Digital Art was so calm and relaxing (or boring) that I had trouble keeping my eyes open. I was essentially finished with my design, so I was just staring at a Google Images results page for Angry Bird designs. Not sure why the teacher's giving us so much time, I don't think people would need this much time making their shit, considering, I've added bits and details into mine's and I still got mine's finished before a lot of other people.
And what's better is that tomorrow the teacher's gonna be on a field trip with the digital business academy people, so, we'll get a substitute, we can't get started on new design shit, I gotta just, wait it out, heh. English, the teacher talked about propositions and vocab for about 45 minutes, the rest of class time was presentations on propositions, like, California propositions. Luckily I don't have to do mine's 'till, probably tomorrow. Just a small lecture, like, 2+ minutes, depending on how complicated the proposition is.
Lunch was the usual, Gov, we actually took a class photo for those wearing pink (since this week is spirit week and today's theme was to dress in your class color, ours being pink). Pretty cool, haven't had one of those in a while, literally. And by "one of those" I mean a class picture, with a teacher and shit. Umm, as for class, we watched ad campaign commercials, talk about persuasion techniques, etc. No work or notes, so that's nice. Assessment on Thursday though, in which, I think I'ma reach a hard pile-up, since for that day, I'll be having a partner-quiz in math and a vocab quiz in Chinese. Also there's Homecoming on Saturday, so, yeah.
And you might be wondering "Dude are you even going?" The answer to that is- to be continued. Probably, tomorrow or something. Either that or Wednesday. Cutting it close, I know, but what can you do. And finally Chinese, where unfortunately I had to write on the board, but fortunately we didn't do shit but recite the book. Nice. Also fortunately (and unfortunately), the extra homework I did over the weekend of which I thought was due today (because it said so on Google Classroom), was not due today, but tomorrow. So, I got not-so-stressful-in-terms-of-work day, but, a pretty stressful weekend, heh.
And finally, the conclusion to episode 1 of season 9 of Precisely Refined. I walked with my buddy Jk from my Chinese class (he's not in it, but our routes cross after 6th period and going to our lockers) to the lockers, as usual. I then walk from the front of the school to the back of the school to, ya know, go home. I remembered that there was KDT practice today (not for me) at the L-circle, so I thought I'd cut by there to see what was just going on. I see that people were discussing their rubrics on their auditions, as I was walking past the railing of the English building, I saw Tu and he was like "Hey, daddy Drew!" Did not expect him to show up, heh.
I went down to just, hang out for a bit, literally, like, a minute. Mt gave me the rubrics for my auditions, saw that they both said I looked angry for my expression so that was something I needed to work on, heh (I probably looked angry because that was my "determination/focus" face that I make when I'm serious on concentrating on something). Unfortunately I kinda got my answer to the thing that occurred earlier in the day while I was there too. That dude that hugged Mt, yeah he was there too, sitting next to her. I was standing there, waiting for Mt to give me my rubrics, and he's right there. And I'm like "So, there's something going on between them, isn't there."
'Cause why else would he be there? No way is that her brother, although he looks old like some dude in college, he appeared earlier in the school day so he probably still goes here, and, why else would he still stay after school and be right next to Mt? That's it, the many hearts of the audience watching the series, broken just like that. Is it a R.I.P? It's definitely a rip in peace. No worried though, there's still options. I waved to Cy today, had a nice talk with Vh (kinda, kinda depressing how she was like "I didn't see the KDT audition acceptance list yet" while I knew for a fact that she didn't get into both of the songs she auditioned for). She did see the list after 4th period, I was, I was cringing on the inside like "Oh, boy." Luckily she took it very well and would even still go to practices on Fridays, just to go, so, that was, that was uplifting, heh.
But yeah, what a season starter. So what's the plan? Well, considering I didn't do any application shit today considering the free time I got and just used that to sleep instead, I'm probably gonna have to start on it SOMETIME. By that I mean, THIS WEEK PLEASE. I think I need to make myself some coffee or something, just some way to avoid that afternoon nap. Or, just dedicate a whole day to work some I get some breathing room to do other shit, like practice some dances or whatever.
Anyways, it's 10:57 PM, uhhh, yeah, finished with work early for once, even though I barely had any work today, still. Alrighty, see ya.
Week: 9
Songs to Remember: Lollipop - IMFACT, Body - MINO, Strange - MASC, Back Again - KNK, Summer Night (Remix) - GRAY
Never in my life would I thought I would be excited to have the option to teach some dancing as an assignment/project.
I think it's because of the freedom of it, that I get to choose the song and shit. That and, I guess I like dancing now, heh. Anyways, the season's starting off with some nice twisted shit, making things a bit different than other seasons, to mix things up a little. First of all, for Dance, we practiced a new tap-dancing move, we're gonna be learning some new ones tomorrow and the next couple days, then, next week we're probably gonna start doing some choreo for the dance recital which is in May next year.
It does seem a bit early, but considering the teacher's gonna have to be gone for a couple months for maternal leave soon, she's gotta teach us as much as she can before we're gonna be left on our own, making our own choreo, etc, which I do like. Well, for those who want to choreo anyways, I think you can either choose to choreograph others, or be one who will be dancing to people's choreos. Anyways, good shit. After leaving the dance room to go to math, I go on my usual route which is the path passing the P.E locker rooms where Mt shows up out of and we do our "hand-wave" greeting.
Well today, after the greeting, she was like "Hey Drew do you have any grading rubrics on you? If you do can I have 'em?" And so yeah, I hand them over, they're gonna be passed out to people during practice today so people can see what they need to improve on, etc. In the midst of that, a dude shows up, hugs Mt from behind, he's like "Hey" and she was like "Hey." Now in my mind I'm like "Uhh, I'm hoping he's just a friend, a really friendly friend." To be continued, 'till 'bout the end of the episode. Math comes, we do the usual shit, nothing much else to say. Oh yeah, quiz today, short one, only 2-minute time limit. We write derivatives of trigonometric functions, that's it. Freelo.
Break was the usual, Digital Art was so calm and relaxing (or boring) that I had trouble keeping my eyes open. I was essentially finished with my design, so I was just staring at a Google Images results page for Angry Bird designs. Not sure why the teacher's giving us so much time, I don't think people would need this much time making their shit, considering, I've added bits and details into mine's and I still got mine's finished before a lot of other people.
And what's better is that tomorrow the teacher's gonna be on a field trip with the digital business academy people, so, we'll get a substitute, we can't get started on new design shit, I gotta just, wait it out, heh. English, the teacher talked about propositions and vocab for about 45 minutes, the rest of class time was presentations on propositions, like, California propositions. Luckily I don't have to do mine's 'till, probably tomorrow. Just a small lecture, like, 2+ minutes, depending on how complicated the proposition is.
Lunch was the usual, Gov, we actually took a class photo for those wearing pink (since this week is spirit week and today's theme was to dress in your class color, ours being pink). Pretty cool, haven't had one of those in a while, literally. And by "one of those" I mean a class picture, with a teacher and shit. Umm, as for class, we watched ad campaign commercials, talk about persuasion techniques, etc. No work or notes, so that's nice. Assessment on Thursday though, in which, I think I'ma reach a hard pile-up, since for that day, I'll be having a partner-quiz in math and a vocab quiz in Chinese. Also there's Homecoming on Saturday, so, yeah.
And you might be wondering "Dude are you even going?" The answer to that is- to be continued. Probably, tomorrow or something. Either that or Wednesday. Cutting it close, I know, but what can you do. And finally Chinese, where unfortunately I had to write on the board, but fortunately we didn't do shit but recite the book. Nice. Also fortunately (and unfortunately), the extra homework I did over the weekend of which I thought was due today (because it said so on Google Classroom), was not due today, but tomorrow. So, I got not-so-stressful-in-terms-of-work day, but, a pretty stressful weekend, heh.
And finally, the conclusion to episode 1 of season 9 of Precisely Refined. I walked with my buddy Jk from my Chinese class (he's not in it, but our routes cross after 6th period and going to our lockers) to the lockers, as usual. I then walk from the front of the school to the back of the school to, ya know, go home. I remembered that there was KDT practice today (not for me) at the L-circle, so I thought I'd cut by there to see what was just going on. I see that people were discussing their rubrics on their auditions, as I was walking past the railing of the English building, I saw Tu and he was like "Hey, daddy Drew!" Did not expect him to show up, heh.
I went down to just, hang out for a bit, literally, like, a minute. Mt gave me the rubrics for my auditions, saw that they both said I looked angry for my expression so that was something I needed to work on, heh (I probably looked angry because that was my "determination/focus" face that I make when I'm serious on concentrating on something). Unfortunately I kinda got my answer to the thing that occurred earlier in the day while I was there too. That dude that hugged Mt, yeah he was there too, sitting next to her. I was standing there, waiting for Mt to give me my rubrics, and he's right there. And I'm like "So, there's something going on between them, isn't there."
'Cause why else would he be there? No way is that her brother, although he looks old like some dude in college, he appeared earlier in the school day so he probably still goes here, and, why else would he still stay after school and be right next to Mt? That's it, the many hearts of the audience watching the series, broken just like that. Is it a R.I.P? It's definitely a rip in peace. No worried though, there's still options. I waved to Cy today, had a nice talk with Vh (kinda, kinda depressing how she was like "I didn't see the KDT audition acceptance list yet" while I knew for a fact that she didn't get into both of the songs she auditioned for). She did see the list after 4th period, I was, I was cringing on the inside like "Oh, boy." Luckily she took it very well and would even still go to practices on Fridays, just to go, so, that was, that was uplifting, heh.
But yeah, what a season starter. So what's the plan? Well, considering I didn't do any application shit today considering the free time I got and just used that to sleep instead, I'm probably gonna have to start on it SOMETIME. By that I mean, THIS WEEK PLEASE. I think I need to make myself some coffee or something, just some way to avoid that afternoon nap. Or, just dedicate a whole day to work some I get some breathing room to do other shit, like practice some dances or whatever.
Anyways, it's 10:57 PM, uhhh, yeah, finished with work early for once, even though I barely had any work today, still. Alrighty, see ya.
Sunday, October 2, 2016
Sunday, October 2, 2016 "First World Stress."
Sunday, October 2, 2016
Week: 8
Songs to Remember:
So first of all, the tenants, the new ones who just moved in a few days ago, have not been able to connect to our wi-fi for the past few days.
My family has been using this wi-fi for a long time, years on end, both on phones and laptops, both Apple and Android, and there's been no problems. My mom made me go over to their room Wednesday night to help them out on their problem and shit, but I couldn't really do anything. I asked to use their phone to do some online trouble-shoot, do some methods like reset the wi-fi, reset the wireless properties, disable the wi-fi password, etc.
Still no luck. They're like "I'll give you my phone number so we can contact you for problems and shit. You should call AT&T." I'm like "Aight, sure." Keep in mind this was all on a Wednesday night, 10:30 PM, I had school the day after, I still had fucking homework to finish, my dad's telling my "Oh call AT&T, they should have a 24-hour support line." And I'm like "For fuck's sake, I wanna sleep, I have school tomorrow, you tell me to go to sleep earlier than I do and you now you tell me to call AT&T this fucking late on a school-night."
I receive fucking texts from the tenants saying "Did you call AT&T yet? Did you call AT&T yet?" as if I'm the sole reason the wi-fi doesn't work for them. I just make something up because I don't want to waste my time, so I text them that "Yeah, I called them. They said to either factory-reset your phone and back it up, or contact Apple, just, the problem is way too general, too many factors go into this. Also, considering that the wi-fi works for everybody else but you two, the problem's probably stemming from your guys' phones." Mind you, they texted me while I was at school, and today too, so, no escaping this sort of fucking stress either.
I was busy taking my time, about to do my work, my parents weren't home today until a bit after, but, they texted me again asking "Did you call AT&T?" I tell them the same shit, and they're like "Can we come over and test it ourselves?" I'm like "Fine, whatever proves it to you." I probably should've called my parents about it, or just tell them to wait until my parents get home, but you gotta have the mental damage that I've gotten from all this bullshit to think "Oh, they'll probably take like 5 minutes or some shit, who gives a fuck, I just want them to stop fucking bothering me, it's not my problem."
I have them come over, they're like "Ah fuck, the wi-fi's still not working." And I'm like "Yeah, what'd you think. Have you tried resetting your phone, I can reset the router for you, etc." It did work at one point, like for 10 seconds, and then it disconnects. About 10 minutes of them sitting there, my parents come home, we give them the account number for them to call AT&T, they reside in our household for a near 30 minutes or so, the AT&T guy tells them that they should contact Apple about this bullshit, the tenants were still being stubborn saying that they could connect wi-fi elsewhere, so the AT&T guy kept on going.
This was all happening in my room, by the way, after moving from the living room to my room that contains the router and shit. They sit in there, the AT&T guy tries to reset the modem, and if that doesn't work, he'd send us a replacement one. Luckily, holy fuck, that it worked, and so they had back on over to their place, fina-fucking-ly. My parents are all like "Hey, you shouldn't have people just come into the house like that," as if I'm a fucking child still. My dad, fucking, I don't know. Then my mom tells me to start filling out that stupid FASFA and CalGrant shit, as if I didn't know I have to do that already.
And I'm just there thinking to myself "Man, do I feel depressed as fuck and lifeless right now, and it sucks that I can't do anything about it, I can't even fucking kill myself, heh." It's not even my problem, it never was my problem, that the wi-fi didn't work for them. The blame was all put on me, as I was a fucking internet-service provider's employee, as if I do this shit for a living. But I don't, the most I can fucking do is search up "iphone not connecting to wi-fi" on Google and trouble-shoot. My parents didn't do shit about this all, their excuse is "we don't know anything about phones and shit."
The tenants excuses were "it's not our phones, it's your wi-fi, you, you, YOU," and texted ME all the fucking time and not my parents. Like, it's not my idea to have tenants. And so all this stress was put on me, as if I was the one who set all this up, that I'm the one who's supposed to know how to fix this, as if I'm the one who caused this, and I'm only seven-fucking-teen years old, on a Sunday afternoon in my senior year of High school, with deadlines to meet and work to do. How much more stress do you want to put me through?
Doesn't' make any sense, and I get hit with brunt of it all. Just, fucking, kill me. And yeah, it is pretty petty to complain about this shit when there are kids who don't even have wi-fi, have homes, have money for food to eat, have parents who don't love 'em and or abuse 'em, it is petty of me to complain about tenants who complain to me about the wi-fi not working. But I guess it's just first world problems, that's all there is to it, and I shouldn't get so worked up on it, right?
Week: 8
Songs to Remember:
So first of all, the tenants, the new ones who just moved in a few days ago, have not been able to connect to our wi-fi for the past few days.
My family has been using this wi-fi for a long time, years on end, both on phones and laptops, both Apple and Android, and there's been no problems. My mom made me go over to their room Wednesday night to help them out on their problem and shit, but I couldn't really do anything. I asked to use their phone to do some online trouble-shoot, do some methods like reset the wi-fi, reset the wireless properties, disable the wi-fi password, etc.
Still no luck. They're like "I'll give you my phone number so we can contact you for problems and shit. You should call AT&T." I'm like "Aight, sure." Keep in mind this was all on a Wednesday night, 10:30 PM, I had school the day after, I still had fucking homework to finish, my dad's telling my "Oh call AT&T, they should have a 24-hour support line." And I'm like "For fuck's sake, I wanna sleep, I have school tomorrow, you tell me to go to sleep earlier than I do and you now you tell me to call AT&T this fucking late on a school-night."
I receive fucking texts from the tenants saying "Did you call AT&T yet? Did you call AT&T yet?" as if I'm the sole reason the wi-fi doesn't work for them. I just make something up because I don't want to waste my time, so I text them that "Yeah, I called them. They said to either factory-reset your phone and back it up, or contact Apple, just, the problem is way too general, too many factors go into this. Also, considering that the wi-fi works for everybody else but you two, the problem's probably stemming from your guys' phones." Mind you, they texted me while I was at school, and today too, so, no escaping this sort of fucking stress either.
I was busy taking my time, about to do my work, my parents weren't home today until a bit after, but, they texted me again asking "Did you call AT&T?" I tell them the same shit, and they're like "Can we come over and test it ourselves?" I'm like "Fine, whatever proves it to you." I probably should've called my parents about it, or just tell them to wait until my parents get home, but you gotta have the mental damage that I've gotten from all this bullshit to think "Oh, they'll probably take like 5 minutes or some shit, who gives a fuck, I just want them to stop fucking bothering me, it's not my problem."
I have them come over, they're like "Ah fuck, the wi-fi's still not working." And I'm like "Yeah, what'd you think. Have you tried resetting your phone, I can reset the router for you, etc." It did work at one point, like for 10 seconds, and then it disconnects. About 10 minutes of them sitting there, my parents come home, we give them the account number for them to call AT&T, they reside in our household for a near 30 minutes or so, the AT&T guy tells them that they should contact Apple about this bullshit, the tenants were still being stubborn saying that they could connect wi-fi elsewhere, so the AT&T guy kept on going.
This was all happening in my room, by the way, after moving from the living room to my room that contains the router and shit. They sit in there, the AT&T guy tries to reset the modem, and if that doesn't work, he'd send us a replacement one. Luckily, holy fuck, that it worked, and so they had back on over to their place, fina-fucking-ly. My parents are all like "Hey, you shouldn't have people just come into the house like that," as if I'm a fucking child still. My dad, fucking, I don't know. Then my mom tells me to start filling out that stupid FASFA and CalGrant shit, as if I didn't know I have to do that already.
And I'm just there thinking to myself "Man, do I feel depressed as fuck and lifeless right now, and it sucks that I can't do anything about it, I can't even fucking kill myself, heh." It's not even my problem, it never was my problem, that the wi-fi didn't work for them. The blame was all put on me, as I was a fucking internet-service provider's employee, as if I do this shit for a living. But I don't, the most I can fucking do is search up "iphone not connecting to wi-fi" on Google and trouble-shoot. My parents didn't do shit about this all, their excuse is "we don't know anything about phones and shit."
The tenants excuses were "it's not our phones, it's your wi-fi, you, you, YOU," and texted ME all the fucking time and not my parents. Like, it's not my idea to have tenants. And so all this stress was put on me, as if I was the one who set all this up, that I'm the one who's supposed to know how to fix this, as if I'm the one who caused this, and I'm only seven-fucking-teen years old, on a Sunday afternoon in my senior year of High school, with deadlines to meet and work to do. How much more stress do you want to put me through?
Doesn't' make any sense, and I get hit with brunt of it all. Just, fucking, kill me. And yeah, it is pretty petty to complain about this shit when there are kids who don't even have wi-fi, have homes, have money for food to eat, have parents who don't love 'em and or abuse 'em, it is petty of me to complain about tenants who complain to me about the wi-fi not working. But I guess it's just first world problems, that's all there is to it, and I shouldn't get so worked up on it, right?
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Saturday, October 1, 2016 "It's a Judge From Me."
Saturday, October 1, 2016
Week: 8
Songs to Remember: The Eye - Infinite
So what is it like being Simon Cowell? Well, it's certainly not "It's a no from me." It's more of like a, "Mhmm, yeah, I agree, they were okay, I give it a 3."
Woke up at 10:00 AM so I could get to the library by 11:00 AM to do some judging. As in, grade everybody's performance from auditions based on what we remember and what we wrote as notes, and uh, yeah. I showed up, there was Mt, Eh (or Ev, I forgot), Jb, Ry (or Rh), Jd, and Bp grading people for Ice-Cream Cake.
The grading goes by this rubric sheet. There's 4 categories, with them being expression (like, facial expression or general vibe, style, attitude, etc), dance (literally what it is, do you know it or not, how well you did it, etc), timing (pacing, were you too slow or too fast), and participation (did you show up for practice(s), or nah). They're on scales of 1 to 5. And so, Jb, Eh, and I start grading people for EXO's "Monster." It was like "How was their expression?" "It was okay, they looked a bit awkward, nervous." "So a 3 then." "How about their dance?" "It looked okay, they were a bit stiff but overall not bad." I also found out how bad of a memory I had, because I couldn't really remember people's faces to grade 'em on their specific audition. After grading everybody, we filter them into groups like "for sure are gonna be put in for the dance," a "maybe" pile, and a "definite no" pile. Then we filter out the "maybe" pile by comparing people, like, "oh, this person's score is higher," or, "this person can improve whereas this person," etc, etc. And you gotta be a bit unbiased for this shit, you can't just let your friends just 'cause, they're your friends.
And that was for uh, about maybe 30 people or so, give or take 5. It was a lot and we definitely needed to extend from 2:00 PM to 3:00 PM. About half of the people left to meet some scheduled events, uhh, so it was just me, Jd, Bp, Jb, and Ev. We moved to a private study room, finished grading there, then the teachers for Sistar's "I Like That," basically Eh at this point 'cause Cc didn't come 'till 2:00 PM and Sc could not come. And uh, grading for ASTRO's "Hide and Seek," with Bp and Jb. And spoilers, I managed to get into both.
Hell, yeah. I only really wanted to do "Hide and Seek" so I can do BTS' "Fire," but they said I didn't need to "do" it, just audition with it. But then like, there was only 17 people who got in for ASTRO's "Hide and Seek," out of those who auditioned, and so, the limit was 20 per dance. Cc and I both had the same idea of only wanting to do "Hide and Seek" so we can do "Fire," but since there were open spots, and we did get in if we wanted, we were like "Ah fuck it, it's free." But I also had to uh, re-do the dance in front of 'em, just 'cause they couldn't really remember how I did the dance, which was fine. As for Sistar's "I Like That," Eh said I was pretty good, that I was better than some of the girls, heh. Now that was surprising, I thought I did, pretty average, for both dances.
But yeah, probably got into that, and if not, then, no biggie. Anyways, as the day went on, people had to leave one by one 'till it was just me, Bp, and Jd. Then it was 3:00 PM and we had to leave the room, and for me to go home. Then it was just, me, at home, sleeping. Or hoping to sleep. It's currently 10:45 PM, I'm pretty tired even though I didn't do too much shit, finished Chinese work (for the day), aaand, still haven't started the FASFA and CalGrant BS. Also I know it's October 1st, I will start on college apps like, after-school or shit. Tomorrow, I actually have work tomorrow. That includes Chinese work, English work, math work, and options. Alright? Alright, see ya.
Week: 8
Songs to Remember: The Eye - Infinite
So what is it like being Simon Cowell? Well, it's certainly not "It's a no from me." It's more of like a, "Mhmm, yeah, I agree, they were okay, I give it a 3."
Woke up at 10:00 AM so I could get to the library by 11:00 AM to do some judging. As in, grade everybody's performance from auditions based on what we remember and what we wrote as notes, and uh, yeah. I showed up, there was Mt, Eh (or Ev, I forgot), Jb, Ry (or Rh), Jd, and Bp grading people for Ice-Cream Cake.
The grading goes by this rubric sheet. There's 4 categories, with them being expression (like, facial expression or general vibe, style, attitude, etc), dance (literally what it is, do you know it or not, how well you did it, etc), timing (pacing, were you too slow or too fast), and participation (did you show up for practice(s), or nah). They're on scales of 1 to 5. And so, Jb, Eh, and I start grading people for EXO's "Monster." It was like "How was their expression?" "It was okay, they looked a bit awkward, nervous." "So a 3 then." "How about their dance?" "It looked okay, they were a bit stiff but overall not bad." I also found out how bad of a memory I had, because I couldn't really remember people's faces to grade 'em on their specific audition. After grading everybody, we filter them into groups like "for sure are gonna be put in for the dance," a "maybe" pile, and a "definite no" pile. Then we filter out the "maybe" pile by comparing people, like, "oh, this person's score is higher," or, "this person can improve whereas this person," etc, etc. And you gotta be a bit unbiased for this shit, you can't just let your friends just 'cause, they're your friends.
And that was for uh, about maybe 30 people or so, give or take 5. It was a lot and we definitely needed to extend from 2:00 PM to 3:00 PM. About half of the people left to meet some scheduled events, uhh, so it was just me, Jd, Bp, Jb, and Ev. We moved to a private study room, finished grading there, then the teachers for Sistar's "I Like That," basically Eh at this point 'cause Cc didn't come 'till 2:00 PM and Sc could not come. And uh, grading for ASTRO's "Hide and Seek," with Bp and Jb. And spoilers, I managed to get into both.
Hell, yeah. I only really wanted to do "Hide and Seek" so I can do BTS' "Fire," but they said I didn't need to "do" it, just audition with it. But then like, there was only 17 people who got in for ASTRO's "Hide and Seek," out of those who auditioned, and so, the limit was 20 per dance. Cc and I both had the same idea of only wanting to do "Hide and Seek" so we can do "Fire," but since there were open spots, and we did get in if we wanted, we were like "Ah fuck it, it's free." But I also had to uh, re-do the dance in front of 'em, just 'cause they couldn't really remember how I did the dance, which was fine. As for Sistar's "I Like That," Eh said I was pretty good, that I was better than some of the girls, heh. Now that was surprising, I thought I did, pretty average, for both dances.
But yeah, probably got into that, and if not, then, no biggie. Anyways, as the day went on, people had to leave one by one 'till it was just me, Bp, and Jd. Then it was 3:00 PM and we had to leave the room, and for me to go home. Then it was just, me, at home, sleeping. Or hoping to sleep. It's currently 10:45 PM, I'm pretty tired even though I didn't do too much shit, finished Chinese work (for the day), aaand, still haven't started the FASFA and CalGrant BS. Also I know it's October 1st, I will start on college apps like, after-school or shit. Tomorrow, I actually have work tomorrow. That includes Chinese work, English work, math work, and options. Alright? Alright, see ya.
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