i woke up at 5:15 today, took a shower, put on my makeup, fixed my hair, dressed in casual yet formal clothing (dress shirt with sleeves rolled and tucked in, skinny jeans, and black suede shoes with a brown messenger bag). i ate breakfast and left my house at 6:45 and walked to school and arrived at 7:20. they had us look for our names which had our homeroom but since the school is fairly small, it was very crowded. i wound up finding my name after it was cleared and made my way to homeroom. there the teacher gave us our schedules. there it was: the classes listed in chronological order.

today i went to the beach and then went to a restaurant for dinner. i am so tired and i need to start sleeping earlier like at nine or something. i might go see "apollo 18" this friday and i don't understand why some people are gullible enough to believe in these mockumentaries. i remember a colleague of mine made a project on aliens claiming they're real and i completely disagreed with her. she used the mockumentary "the fourth kind" to back her statement up. i still can't believe i'm the one that pointed it out and not the teacher.

today i went to see "don't be afraid of the dark" and "our idiot brother" with my family. it was a double feature cinema and we had so much fun! i expected the guillermo del toro film to be much better than what it actually was so i don't really recommend it. "our idiot brother" was so funny and cute and i just loved zooey deschanel. paul rudd is incredibly hilarious. i recommend you guys see it sometime.

today in the mail i received my results from the cst i took back in may. for those who aren't native californians, the cst is a state exam that checks to see your progress in school subjects, i think. they added world history as a subject this year. however, they didn't include one question about the holocaust. here's the subject, score, and performance level:
-english-language arts, 429, advanced.
-geometry, 266, below basic.
-world history, 461, advanced.
-biology, 389, proficient.
-life science, 431, advanced.

there's a person posing as joseph mccarthy on twitter and he calls himself "RedScareBot." he/she has a link to an article talking about the red scare. i'll have a journal post tomorrow.

listen to: the mamas and the papas - monday monday

i just got back from the orthodontist and i went by myself using public transportation. oh my goodness it was so annoying because i didn't know which bus to ride that would've taken me home. i called my brother and he told me which one to take. i waited for 40 minutes for it to arrive and keep in mind that i was near downtown los angeles which is basically skidrow. i'm just really tired and i want to take a nap so badly, but when i wake up and get ready i can't fall asleep anymore.

hello ladies and gentlemen. i've been working on an essay that will present my ideas and ideal form of government. i'll cite sources and the last time i commented asking for sources on someone's "fact", people became angry with me.

i've just read the most inspiring news tonight: the libyan rebels have secured the tripoli center! this means that gaddafi's rule is about to collapse. they have arrested his son and the heir as well. oy vey iz frizzhead (pardon my yiddish)!

enjoy because it's going to get messy.

here's how the game of politics works: you get to choose to be in one of the two teams; red or blue, and you can switch back and forth as many times as you want, but no one will really like you as a teammate or believe you're part of the team. afterwards, you have 40% from the 100% of citizens on your team and another 40% go to the other team. your job is to convince the other 20% of undecided players to join your team. the game will get rough, dirty, and unfair, but that's how it works. you can add to the game if you'd like.

good evening everyone i've been contemplating alot this week due partly to that beauty experience. i started to rethink what i'm going to do as i get older.

i plan on becoming a male model. i'm going to give you all a minute to take that in. my friends are telling me to go for it and it's risky, but i've planned it out. i'm still going to college but won't pursue a photography career and study something else that'll be my backup plan in case the modeling career doesn't work out. i haven't told my parents yet and i don't plan to so soon.

i want to discuss more of the so-called moving experience.

after the film ended, i continued to cry and my friend was trying to comfort. i guess it hit me hard because it's related to photography, but i think that those models and their photos have absolutely nothing to do with art. it has evolved to putting a pretty face or handsome face in front of the camera so people can think, "i wish i was as beautiful as they are." it is a frightening thought.

hey every one i felt compelled to write today although it's 10 here in l.a because a powerful experience happened to me today.

it's been awhile since my last post and i guess some things have been going on in my sad, mad mind. some days ago i went to my therapy session and i've been taking therapy for a year and a half. my therapist knows i'm gay and has been helping me with it and she gives me great advice. she tells me that it isn't a big deal and that i should be happy for being a unique individual, every one is different in their way, and many of life's greatest lessons. plus she says she loves gay people!

i've been having sleepless nights lately. perhaps i'm anxious about something. i'll just watch "wild wild west" when i'm not feeling sleepy. that'll put me to sleep!

has anyone seen that michele bachmann newsweek photo? they call her "the queen of rage" and the photo is hilarious! i could not stop laughing. i remember when the whole "watching glee makes people gay" incident and thought to myself "well watching 'sarah palin's alaska' makes people stupid." methinks katy perry has more sense than rick perry!

it's a saturday night and i'm sitting in my bed watching "look around you" and checking my emails.

i already have my future planned out in my head and i'd like to share it with all of you. after i graduate high school, i plan to attend the school of visual arts in new york, or the academy of art university in san francisco. then, i'll move to west hollywood after i finish school. when i told my mom she felt a little unsure at first, but with persuasion she was fine with it. i guess what i want to do is get out there and explore the world and not contain myself inside a bubble.