Stroke of Genius

Well, this idea came to me when my friend took a picture of me. Then he said "Dang, you look like pretty cool. Imma take pictures of me every day this week". Then the idea appeared to me.

Actually, the idea started way back when I first secretly began reading GQ magazine. I say secretly because I never talked to my guy friends that I read GQ. Fear of being called a "queer" or other homophobic slurs? Maybe. But anyways, I would read the GQ website and I would draw much inspiration from the photos of men dressing very fashionable. Now, when I mean fashionable, I do not mean some printed t-shirt with skinny jeans, Vans, and a snap-back, which seems to be what EVERYONE at the school wears. I mean fashionable as in people having their own trendy style. I am modest, but I will say that I do often receive compliments from guys, girls, and teachers on my outfits, so I must obviously be doing something right.

 I do not consider myself homosexual, or even metrosexual (I don't think Porterville is a very metropolitan area). I am very straight, I like girls. Just because I do not get my clothes from a Tilly's or Pac-Sun or Aeropostale, as many guys my age seem to be, does not mean that I am gay.

Now that we got that out of the way, I can finally share with you my idea! Well, in GQ, they have a section called "Street Style". In this section, they display photos of ordinary men that their photographers have taken. Wait, not "ordinary men" but fashionable men. I love these pictures because it shows that fashion does not just pertain to models. So, with this in mind, I began to take my camera to school and take pictures of my fellow students whom I think dressed well that day. I try to take as many pictures possible, and sometimes I do not tell my models that I've taken a picture of them, but I will tell them eventually! Haha, but anyways, once I show them the pictures that I've taken and asked for their permission to use them, I will post them on a different blog that I am going to make; a fashion blog. I will not be giving written tips or ideas, the only thing written will be the photo credits and/or description of what they wear. Brand name, then location. My new fashion blog will be up some time this week, hopefully. I'm just reallllllly excited! When I have the blog up, I will post up the link and PLEASE spread the word of my new fashion blog.

Don't know the name yet, but when I do, you'll know.

Departing to Long Beach in T-minus 3 hours and 3 minutes.

Au revoir.

Sniffle, sniffle, cough

I feel sick. Not like the cool, skater, complimentary "sick", but the runny nose, sore throat, headache kinda sick. Staying up this late will not do me any good, but what can I do? This insomnia is unbelievable! Now, I'm not a doctor, but I'm sure my insomnia is due to my going back to Long Beach!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I absolutely LOVE Long Beach, my home town. Long Beach is where my heart resides, it's where I belong. Whenever I ever go to Long Beach, a feeling of great joy, happiness, and belonging-ness overcomes me, usually to the point where I can't sleep! I also took a shower right now, so I guess that will only make my insomnia worse. But oh well, it's not like I'm going to school tomorrow.

All day I've been listening to Kanye West's "Homecoming". Coincidence? No, whenever I go to Long Beach, I MUST listen to that song, over and over and over and over again. "Do you think about me now and then? Do you think about me now and then? Cause I'm coming home again." Those few lines fill my body with indescribable feeling that only happens whenever I'm going to back home to Long Beach. Once I graduate from highschool, I realllllllllllllllllllllly want to go to CSULB. It's my dream to go there!!!

The Beach is where I belong. The Beach is never gone.
The Beach is on my mind. At The Beach, there's no such thing as
                              Time.

Uggggh

Well, after a long time contemplating whether or not to do my homework for tomorrow, I finally decided to do it today, at around 10 o'clock p.m. Lengthy way of saying I procrastinated this weekend? You can say. And if you do say, you're right, I did procrastinate.

Actually, on second thought, it was more like thoughtful process on deciding whether or not to do my homework, because I thought the homework was unfair. My teacher was absent on Thursday, and I'm sure my teacher did not expect to be absent because the substitute did not have a lesson plan, so that shows that my teacher was in a rush and my teacher left probably due to an emergency or something. That's understandable. So my class was going to do an assignment that my teacher told was we were going to do, but since Teacher was not there, there was a sense of confusion amongst us because we did not know whether or not to do the assignment without Teacher. The sub was confused as well. Then who steps into play? The Aide for Teacher. Aide told us a whole DIFFERENT assignment, an assignment that was already on our desk and that we as a class were to do collectively and share. So we did the assignment and the whole thing took the whole class period, with Aide calling the shots.

The next day, Teacher finds out that we didn't do the assignment Teacher said we were going to do and thinks we did not do anything in class. Word in the hallway was that Teacher was FURIOUS. Then I got a slip from Teacher around the end of the day that told me I had homework over the weekend. I, along with many of my peers, did not think it was fair that we got assigned all of this homework because we only did what the sub said and the sub told us to listen to Aide. Aide was the ring leader and we all shamelessly obeyed Aide's commands because we thought that Aide knew what Aide was doing. Aide said Teacher had told Aide what to do, so all of us, including the sub,  listened to Aide.

Luckily, some of my peers went to Teacher's classroom afterschool on Friday to talk diplomatically talk to Teacher. Teacher cut us some slack and reduced some of the homework, but not all of it, and Teacher did say that she was going to talk to Aide on Monday.

Let's see what goes down tomorrow. I gotta get back to finishing up my homework. Laters.

Strangers in the Night

Okay, the title has nothing to do with this post, which can only mean that this post is going to be as random as can be. Oddly enough, I'm listening to "Strangers in the Night" by Frank Sinatra, my favorite version. No one else does the song justice. Talking about music, I'm really excited to see if Thebe, also known as Earl Sweatshirt from the hip-hop collective group Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All (OFWGKTA), is going to be released from his juvenile detention facility in Samoa. I found out about Earl and all of OF's music last year around March and I became a huge fan. When Earl recorded, he was only 16, which made me respect him even more. The complexity of his lyrics, although gruesome, explicit, and some may call disturbing, is astounding. Earl's use of extended metaphors, homophones, homonyms, allusions, parallelism, paradox, and juxtaposition makes his rapping game a whole lot better and more sophisticated than anything I have heard in a while. Earl turns 18 this year, so he can't be held in the juvenile facility because he is no longer a minor, BUT in Samoa, legal adulthood is 21. Although some are not sure that Earl will be released this year, due to Earl's fame, many think that he will be released. FREE EARL.