MTV

Since I was sick all weekend, all I practically did was watch T.V. Ughh I'm sweating just sitting here, this is weak, but my television cheers me up.

She totally failed, I swear when she walked on stage I thought something was gonna happen, she looked like she was on crack. ahaha



Every time I watch someone hold up an award, whether it's an MTV Movie Award or NBA Championship or whatever, I can't imagine myself doing that. I'll be too scared I'd drop it like her. But her mishap can't be as bad as eminem losing his manhood. ahaha

The thing is, twilight won everything which sucked, but whatever. All I cared about was seeing Vanessa Hudgens and hear her cuteass laugh. Which made my sick day worth while. Fuck Zac Efron. I should start an Anti-ZacEfron committee or something, I hate that beezy.

I still needa figure out how to add music to this page, too lazy thoe, music dies so fast for me cause I usually put songs on repeat till I get bored and move on. I know you all do it. So... help me if you know how? okayycoool

Welps, it looks like no school for me tomorrow, but I can't argue with that.

Birthdays

uhm before I do this I'd like to say...

Happy Birthday to bruh Jonathan Masulitt, shout out woowoowoo, GO LUKE WALTON LESS GO! HES THE BEST PLAYER ALIVE! Shoot, hella memories, sleepovers, roomates, movies, basketball errythingg dude, stay making me laugh easy, and know what to say and everything when I need it most. That's why I love you no homo blahhd. You made a positive influence in my life, and I never second guess that shit. I still got more stroke than your set shot, fuckin weakass ahha.

Happy Birthday to Kyle Manalang, my inspiration for this blog thingy mabober and tells me to keep posting. Haha only started talking this year at lunch because I'm a loner at lunch so I decided to sit at your table. Yeah, your mean to me but I don't care, you make me laugh sometimes which is all good. ahaha It's good to make new friends and I'm happy your one of them. Happy Birthdayyyyy loser.


What is it like 11 more days of school left? I'm so excited for summer and I don't even know why! My summer is gonna be killed cause of basketball camp and I'm not going to go anywhere so why am I cheering? Oh yeahhh, I want school to end cause I love sleeping... with a passion like you don't even know. Once I lay down in my queen size, soft, blue, bed with my 2 blue pillows, my christmas present pillow, and omg, it's like heaven on earth. I love it not only cause its comfy but this is where my dreams and aspirations come to play. "My World, My Universe" kinda thing, where nothing matters anymore. Only if this could apply to real life. No drama, no pain, just fantasy and dream come true stuff. I just lay there, even though I'm awake, staring at the ceiling or closing my eyes just going off to infinity and beyond. So yeah, if you think I sleep cause I'm just lazy, think againnn.

Wow I just spend my time talking about what happens in my bed... Weird ;);)
It's where the magic happens babyy.

I just want to get all these projects, tests, finals, early wake-ups and late sleeping, ALL over with. I don't want to live by this routine, talk about being free... Sheiiit, I'm probably going to be doing a boring ass routine the rest of my life.
To my followers/readers: Spice up my life. You're capable of doing it.

Alrightt Guys, I think I'm done here.
Peace

It's Not Unusual

Kay, here we go.

Alright, recently, I have been criticized about how my blog "hates" too much and how emo I sound. I blame myself for this, because when I do reread my previous blogs, all I do is look down on life. Let's get this clear.

I love my life. I find it weird how people sometimes say "life sucks" or "FML!" I'm not bragging or anything, but yeah, I said that stuff before too. Then I see a homeless man walking down the street, then I realize how easy my life is, getting everything handed to me and getting stuff I want. I'm lucky, I admit, and sometimes I don't think i deserve it. But yeah, to get it straight, I'm sorry I hate a lot, but I am absolutely not emo.

Ehh, Thanks for the feedback.


Hmmm, I realized that kissing ass can get you far in life. It's like what I have to do for my English project... Basketball...... EVERYTHING. Should I be more like Carlton?



NAHHHH, I don't want to turn out like that. Looks fun though, but you won't EVER see me doing that.


I should be doing my homework. Ahhh Fuck it. That's why I wrote today, for a distraction, worked well for a good 15 minutes.

Gotta get back to it.
LaterrAlligator

Difficulty.

Is it just me, or is it hard to talk to the person you want to talk to most? Like fuckk mann, I don't even know why, but it's just harder! Haha, weather you're trying to impress someone, or get your opinion out, it's really hard for me. Now, don't get me wrong, if I'm talking to you a lot, it doesn't mean that you don't matter to me, it's just... I DON'T KNOW!!! This feeling I can't describe, and it sucks. All these favorite people in my life, for example, my parents (but not only my parents), are difficult to talk to. But whatever, all I'm trying to say is, if I don't talk, maybe I need a little more initiative, motivation or a smile from you or something.

Uhm.
To all the haters out there, I'd like to say "Fuck you." But you know, It's hard for me to say it because its the thing i wanna say most.

Haha, I don't get how these rappers like T.I. and Lil' Wayne say haters motivate them. Like seriously? They don't have any grudge on them or any hate against them? Guess they have no heart or soul or something. Oh yeah, i forgot, these rappers and shit are all fake so apparently they're like invincible to these critics. Honestly, I ain't a beast, I can't handle all these haters and shit, just being real. Most of you hate without really knowing your doing it until after you say it, which make you STUPID.**Read Blog #2 about stupidity** So, maybe if you say something and I just stare out, or not say anything, maybe its a sign you need to shut up, if you can understand that, because I'm not gonna be a hypocrite and talk shit back.

Another reason why I might not talk is that your annoying me. Damn, I sound like I'm on my period today complaining about every little thing. If you actually know me, you'll know the difference between when I'm annoyed, or when I'm actually at a loss for words because something crazy happened. For now I'm going to stop being a bitch and stop crying cause then I'd be a hypocrite talking about how I hate annoying people when I'm being annoying myself, which would make me more of a hypocrite cause I'm being a hypocrite myself.

uhhh that may have gotten confusing.
*Asian Accent* DU YU UNDASTAND!?

Gahh, excuse my language, just these kind of people, who state the obvious, knowing that it affects me, knowing that I do know what's up and I don't need them to restate whats happening, they do it anyways. And THAT I don't respect.

On another note, to the people who actually read and enjoy my blogs, sorry I'm not posting much. I got a lot of end of the year stuff for school, and basketball started again, so be patient, and I'll keep you informed on my updates on my away messages on AIM. YEADIG?

I realized all I do is cry in these blogs, ahah I'll try to change my ways, but this is sort of a vent for me, sooooo I don't know, we'll see where this goes.

POST THREE DONE

I'm out. Buhbye.

Expert.

Wow, I didn't realize that blogging ideas are hard. Ehh, so I guess I won't be blogging as much as i thought. Kyle M. told me to blog more so I guess I'll listen to her? ahaha, and if you're not reading this Kyle, I'm going to be mad at you.

Anyways... in English today, Harris and I got talking about things that pisses us off. Haha, dude, it's like we see the same thing when it comes to girls, and we're like totally different personalities. Whatevverrrr, we both agreed that we hate when girls make it obvious when they're trying to get at a guy, and then they complain about how guys have no game? Feel me? Haha, sheiiit and a lot more. It's kind of like the thing I have with "stupid people" that get on my nerves. It's a feeling I can not describe, like my heart is screaming OMFG YOU STUPIDD ASS MOFOOOO!!! Now... I'm not talking to all the stupid people out there, justt the ones that get on my nerves. ;). "When they argue with you, you can't win. No matter how much you're smarter than them, it's impossible. They argue with you, and bring you down to their level, and beat you with stupidty (the subject they know best), then you ask yourself, 'Did I lose an argument to a stupid person?'"-Campbell (english teacher), in my words. Ehh, honestly, I'm not trying to be arogant or conceited, but most of you know what I'm talking about... hopefully, or i just babbled on for like 10 minutes about nothing.

In other news, I never realized that my English teacher, as short, and awkward looking as he is, knows plenty about girls. He constantly shares his history about his past (supposidly smokin sexy) girlfriends and apparently he knows everything. So far he has proven himself, even though some of his stories seem overly exagerated, but its good, he keeps us entertained. He once told us "Girls are crazy, Guys are dumb." Perfectly said. Think about it... Yes, we both sexes have flaws, even though I wouldn't want to admit that I am dumb, but I do some stupid shit sometimes =/ sorry girlfriend (If you actually follow my blog).

Gahhh, I got lots more on my mind, but I think I'm going to end it here.
For some reason i feel like i have just babbled on about nonsense that you don't even care about.... whatever, better than telling you what happened hour after hour throughout my day.

Don't forget to follow me. Send me feedback, and tell me to blog, I'm going to need motivation for blogging. (Goodjob Kyle.) ahaha

Later Blogspot, Bye Readers.

Intro.

Well, this is my blogspot. Welcome. It will be your choice to follow it or not, but I hope you do, because that would mean I'm just writing all this nonsense for nothing.

Of Course, my first blog will be about introducing myself, just like any other blog.

It's this simple:
Name: Kento Shinozuka Hayworth. Yes, that's what the "S" stands for. I realized in my life I was embarrassed by it, mainly because people butcher it, but I'll put all things aside from now on.
School: Finishing up my most dreaded school year, so far, at James Logan High.
Birthday: August 1st, 1993. Yeah, no balloons to show off at school for me, that's why my birthdays haven't been special lately, make it special for me. Please.
Other: I am half Japanese, and half White, and I love my life. I play basketball, and I consider myself a successful student.

Look, I intend to blog what's on my mind, not talk about what happened in my day, where I went, or who I saw. When I read other blogs that talk about that, it tends to bore me, but that is just my opinion.

I want to blog kind of like this guy. www.saturday-city.blogspot.com
but I don't think I can even come close to his level of making people laugh.

Ehh, I'll try my best to keep my followers entertained, if I possibly could get some and that's all I can promise. Who knows, I might get bored of doing all this work myself. But for now, this is it. And that's my intro.



Check me out every now and again. Thanks. late