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son of a bitch...

2007-03-11T16:27:00.000-07:00

Is it possible that the start of my spring break could go from bad to worse? First my trip was cancelled as we're getting ready, and last night a bomb was dropped on everyone; Uncle Henry's being sent to Iraq!
I don't understand how he's being sent over; I thought he already got out? From what I understand, he'll be leaving soon and will miss Jay's graduation. They're not certain if he'll miss Josh's, but I'm pretty sure he will. He's going to over there for a while, unless Bush stops being an idiot and pulls out the troops. Here's the part that really gets all of us, Uncle Henry's in the reserves. Guess which section of the US's military is always on the front line? Marines and Reserves. Lovely.

OOOOH hayzeus!

2007-01-10T23:04:00.000-08:00

Someone's definitly poor this semester!

wow

2007-01-09T21:49:00.000-08:00

So it's been months, or what feels like months, since I've updated. I felt the need to post something in light of the new year.
I'm trying to enjoy my final two weeks of solitude. CJ and Keisha in the same house is not a good combination. She pissed me off during Christmas. I know I wasn't the only one, especially when Brent intervened. There's no pleasing that girl. She'll whine and cry until she gets her way. I don't feel like getting into it, since I've managed to get pass all of the frustration.
CJ needs to grow up. He's 14 years old, and still acts like he's three. He needs to be reminded when to do things, like getting a tissue to wipe his runny nose. He wipes them on his hands. He needs to be told when to wash his hands after he uses the bathroom, and when to brush his teeth. Oh gosh, when he burps, he blows the gasses from his mouth all over the place. Burping intentionally, especially in public, will not land you respect. Josh and I joke that he'll be a 40 year old virgin. It's been 2 days in a row that Josh's called me, and we've come to the conclusion that it may not be a joke after all.
Moving on, I've moved on from being Cinderella, to Betty Crocker, to Martha Stewart. I've taken up knitting, and I'm in the process of making a scarf for Zoe. It's coming along nicely. I still have to work on mine, seeing as how its been sitting idle for the past few days. I've also been watching "Pride and Prejudice" non stop. I think the guy who played Mr. Darcy is kind of cute, hahaha, but I do love the story.
Seeing as how I have two weeks left before I go back to school, I really need to check on my books. I don't feel like battling people in line to purchase my things. I just remembered that Isaac's band had two shows, one being a benefit show. As usual, I couldn't make it due to family gatherings. His band manages to schedule gigs during the days that I have family functions. Oh well, we'll have world ensemble and the Latin band. Those are the only shows that I won't miss.

I have a list

2006-11-10T17:31:00.000-08:00

Many people are going to get their asses kicked!

This is Halloween, everybody SCREAM!!!

2006-10-19T19:13:00.000-07:00

I'm still waiting for a call from "Tomsa." There has been a change of plans for the movie. We're still going to watch Nighmare... with Josh and Jay, but Jay has a game to go to, and apparently Tommy has practice. I asked if he can still hang out at 9:30 PM, since Jay's game ends at 9:00 PM. I'm sure his parents are pulling that "we'll see" bullshit again. The thing is that I'm not going to wait. Josh, Jay, and I have agreed that we're not going to wait for him, if he doesn't call me at a decent hour tomorrow.
Josh and I laughed about last year, when we were all supposed to hang out. Tommy cried, because he couldn't hang out. It was his fault, because he didn't do all of his homework before we came. Josh joked about me getting a phone call from Tommy. The only thing that'll be audible are sniffles.
I don't want to go to class tomorrow, but I have papers to turn in. BLAH!!! Too bad Sociology isn't my last class of the day. Oh well, it's getting fun in that class. Professor Starr brings up the most intersting topics to discuss in between lectures. Tomorrow is going to be a long day...
I have to remember to ask Josh about buying our tickets early, so that way our show time won't sell out.

C'mon dive! Dive, asshole, dive!

2006-10-16T17:28:00.000-07:00

Today was round one of midterms. I was supposed to have two today, but the piano professor never showed up. It was another piano prof, and she was freakin loud! Seriously, no matter how high you turned up the volume on the keyboard, you could still hear her voice.
The sociology midterm was nothing. It was all multiple choice, and it was only 7 pages long. I had a hell of a time working on my drawing. The stupid cube doesn't want to cooperate, the fucker. I just have to adjust the left side by adding more black charcoal, and the damn thing is done.
I hung out with the World Music Ensemble for an hour after drawing. Melanie saw me, and asked if I was coming back. I said that I was just checking it out for today, so I'll let her know. If Dawn was there, she would've already thrown music in my face. I heard the reggae piece, and this spanish piece. I like both of them, so I think I'll come back. It was a lot of fun last year, anyways. I saw the board, and it looks like there's another Korean piece. Hoy...no doubt Melanie will ask me to sing it again. It's kind of hard since I'm not Korean, nor do I know how to speak Korean. Whatever...
I only have two more midterms to take, and then Nightmare on Friday! I can't wait!

well boo...

2006-10-15T20:32:00.000-07:00

Dad says we're not going to Guam and the Philippines for Christmas anymore. It's understandable, since the plane tickets alone will add up to $6,000. He's trying to plan a trip for spring break. He brought up my 21st birthday, and is planning a Vegas trip. I've been there once, and I've had a bad experience. I was 2 years old, and I was screaming and fist fighting family members the whole time. It also involved tootsie pops. He says we should celebrate the big 2-1 "with a bang." Why do I have a feeling that I'll be playing the role of the designated driver again? He told the family when we went to Auntie Shirl's for dinner. We're waiting to see who else wants to join us. It'll be cool, because this time I'll be able to get in the casino area.

In a matter of hours, midterms will start. Normally I would be spazzing out and crying, but this time I'm calm. I've prepped myself for a week, and I don't think I could study anymore. I know the material, so I'm ready to kick some midterm ass. Plus I have The Nightmare before Christmas 3D to look forward to on the end of the week. YAY! I know Tommy, Josh, and possibly Jay want to go, so we're planning a Friday trip. The lucky bastards don't have school that day. We're trying to catch a matinee. I can't wait to see this.

Son of a bitch

2006-10-05T13:10:00.000-07:00

So I just drank rancid Snapple lemon iced tea. Bring on the stomach cramps!

So it's confirmed

2006-10-03T18:17:00.000-07:00

I'm going to be tan for Christmas, yay!!!

Dad called me up about and hour and a half ago, while I was putting together 16 copies of my story. He said that the had a dream that involved my grandma in Guam. From that point he declared that we can't take anymore chances waiting. She hasn't seen my me or my dad in 14 years. Plus he claims that he's getting home sick, haha. I told mom, and she's pulling another one of her "I don't want to go" dealies. Yeah, right. The last few times she said that, she was the first one to have all her bags packed. Mhmm...

We're going to try to work out some plan to get from here to Guam. Then from there we're going from Guam to the Philippines. I hope we can find some way, I really want to see my cousins in the Philippines.

How strange

2006-09-23T15:21:00.001-07:00

I'm watching Ed Wood right now, and I just realized something. Bella Lugosi, played by Martin Landau, looks and sounds like my grandpa; especially in the part were he says, "BULLSHIT!!!"

How strange

2006-09-23T15:21:00.000-07:00

I'm watching Ed Wood right now, and I just realized something. Bella Lugosi, played by Martin Landau, looks and sounds like my grandpa; especially in the part were he says, "BULLSHIT!!!"

"Talk like a Pirate day" pick up lines

2006-09-18T20:23:00.000-07:00

LMAO!!!!

"Avast, me proud beauty. Want to know why me Roger is so jolly?"

"Pardon me, but ye mind if I fired me cannon through your porthole?"

"How'd you like to scrape the barnacles off me rudder?" (<- Sounds like the dude has herpes or something!)

"Ye drinkin a Salty Dog? How'd ye like to drink the real thing?"

so I gave in

2006-09-15T16:15:00.000-07:00

I went back to the Black Dahlia site with the gruesome pictures. First I googled the Black Dahlia, and saw the pictures of the crime scene. It's insane how they cut her in half! I sucked it up and saw the morgue pictures. Who could do something so fucked up?! The worst picture is the one of her face. It reminds me so much of the other picture on rotten.com. The only difference is that the body hasn't decayed.

The Black Dahlia

2006-09-14T15:29:00.000-07:00

Seeing as how The Black Dahlia is coming out tomorrow, I searched up the real murders and found this one site. I closed it on account of the extremely graphic pictures. I really want to see the movie tomorrow, but it's going to be hell. I know the theater will be packed, so maybe I could try to see it this weekend.

Normally I don't punk out of viewing murder pictures (I have a book about Jack the Ripper with the actual mnurder scene pictures), but I had a bad experience on rotten.com. I saw a picture of a 10 year old girl who was murdered. Her body was found a few weeks after the murder, and her mouth was cut ear to ear. The morticians cross stitched the mouth shut, but the body was extremely decayed. The picture was an extreme close up, and it scared the shit out of me. I don't think I want to go back, and give myself another nightmare just because curiosity got the best of me.

Anyways, I've decided to write a story. Hopefully I could submit this for creative writing.

YES!

2006-09-12T20:05:00.000-07:00

After a summer of "artist's block," I have finally come up with a new shirt design. It's going to look like a tattoo, actually it would look cool as a tattoo. I shall post a picture as soon as I make a final copy.

Is that what y'all were talking about with the cinnamon and stuff?

2006-09-10T20:23:00.000-07:00

Today's Uncle Henry's birthday. After church, everyone congregated at the cemetary and we spent a good 2 hours there. The family talked about their childrens' memories, a lot of embarassing ones. Uncle Henry brought up the time we went to Vegas when I was 2. I was screaming for my parents as they were leaving for the casinos. Uncle Henry told everyone abouthow his brother in law had storm windows, and you could hear me screaming through it. Plus they talked about how violent I was when you tried to restrain me. Apparently I spazzed when I cried.
He also brought up the time Auntie Shirl locked me in the car. We were picking up my mom at work, and locked the doors. She panicked, and tried to get me to open the door. Again, this was when I was two years old. It was a hot day, and she forgot that they keys were still in the ignition. The lock was weird, and she was motioning for me to open the lock. I didn't understand what she was doing, and thought she was waving at me. I started to wave back, and she called my mom's coworkers. They weren't able to open the door, so they had to call the fire department.
I brought up the time Uncle Henry scared the shit out of Jay, Josh, and me in the old apartment in Rockville. Jay remembered, and started laughing. There was a bad black out at night, and we were all in the living room. He told the three of us to stay there while he got a flash light. He took ten minutes, and we began to wonder where he went. He came running down the hall with the flash light held to his face, and was screaming. Jay flipped over the couch crying, Josh was attempting to crawl under the couch crying, and I just froze and started screaming. Asshole!
From there we went to Costco, and had a late lunch. Since there's always a lack of communication within the family, we went a good 5 hours without eating. We sat ourselves in the food court area, and had pizza. We had to wait another 2 hours for dinner, and we were starving. After Costco, we went to every vegetarians worst nightmare; Famous Daves. I just ordered a salad, and a basket of corn bread. Then we went to Uncle Henry's for birthday cake. It took Auntie Shirl a good 2 hours to retrieve the damn cake. Today has been surrounded by food. I can't wait to walk it off tommorow at school.
Angel and I sat on the couches and talked about her and her boyfriend's porn collection. I told her about the Starbucks porn I saw at Tower, and now she understands the whole, "*seductive voice* do you want some cinnamon on that whipped cream?"
I a so tired! I haven't gotten any sleep this weekend. I need to go to sleep now.

How I love the local elections

2006-09-09T20:41:00.000-07:00

It's fun driving down the road, and reading all the campaign signs. I've seen the names of musicians. Here's a list:

*Tommy Le-Board of Education
*Mike Jones-Board of Education
*Jack Johnson-House of Delegates
*Michael Jackson-Sheriff

I love the Michael Jackson one. It's a huge poster that plastered on a fence. I'm so tempted to drive up and take it, but it's in the middle of a busy intersection. I don't know how much crap is holding it to the fence. Damn, I want that sign. I also want a Tommy Le one. I think I'll take a Tommy Le one this week.

"YOU SHIT HEAD!!!"

2006-09-08T13:53:00.000-07:00

After two weeks of frustration, I finally get my fucking internet back. Thank you, thank you, thank you comcast. You are, by far, more worthy to connect to my computer than fucking Verizon. So fuck you, Verizon!

Anyways, school started this week. I thought I had all my shit together, but it turns out no. No I didn't. Just about every class I went to, I had to buy a book for it or I had the wrong one. I think the only class that was right was sociology. Drawing is going to kick my ass. I had to search two Barnes and Noble's for this one book. Then my bank account was raped of $135 and some cents, for a:

Portfolio
art tool box
art kit that has all the materials I need
1 18"x24" pad of rough newsprint
1 18"x24" assorted colors pastel paper
1 11"x14" sketch pad (spiral)
1 ruler
1 pencil sharpener

Damn! I don't know how much money I spent that day. I got a refund for one book. It was $25.99, but that didn't last long. The other book was $85 used! It's going back to the credit card. It's insane. I like my classes. I have Carla in piano, and David in drawing. I haven't seen David in 2 years. I ran into Billy and Taylor while I was on my way to literature. Taylor didn't say much to me, so whatever. Billy and I caught up. Apparently he's stopped smoking cigarettes, but I'm still waiting for him to tell me that he's quit some other things as well. I overheard Taylor saying that he's on probation. I'm not sure if it's academic or police. Academic probation came to mind, when I asked why he didn't transfer to Towson. He was supposed to this year, but I don't know. I wouldn't be surprised if it's police probation. That boy's been pulled over and arrested for possesion so many times, I'm surprised he's not locked up.

I'm so exausted. All the books I have to carry are making my arms and legs sore. At the same time that's good, since my limbs get sore when I do some form of excercise. I'm going to lose a lot of weight this semester. I was hoping I wouldn't have any classes in the South Campus instructional building, but noooo. I have literature in there three times a week. Parking's become more of a pain in the ass. There's some sort of construction going on, and part of the student parking lot is taken up by one portable, and a bunch of construction materials. Plus there's an increase in the faculty parking, which makes it very inconvienient for us. I know there's a new lot for students across the street, in the MCPS parking lot, but it's quite a walk.

I'm about to fall asleep. I need to hook up that wi-fi now. Otherwise I'll have to wait until tomorow, so Doney can do it. Fuck it, I'll figure it out.

nothing like a fever and a good rant to make you feel like shit

2006-08-22T20:28:00.000-07:00

I'm drinking this TheraFlu stuff right now, and it tastes like piss and warm lemonade. I can't really complain, though. I feel my fever going down, so it's all good. Dammit, I got this fever from Keisha. Her parents failed to tell me that she had a fever, until I picked her up last weekend. "Oh, she's had a slight fever since last night. She claims that she's feeling better, but give her some tylenol anyway." Thanks a lot, assholes.

There are some things that I want to get off my chest, but at the same time I know I can't. What causes a person to be a complete dickhead? Especially to his own family members? His fiance isn't any better. She's just a gold digging, pig nosed bitch who needs to open her eyes. For some reason, she feels the need to compete with her future family members. She's trying to be the skinniest, and prettiest girl in the family. Newsflash: you look like an anorexic pig, and your figure will go away once you get pregnant! Bitch. Atleast they're meant for eachother. He gets laid every night by some loose whore, while she attempts to live the high live using her fiance's status.

Enough of that. It's two weeks before school, and I need to start adjusting myself. The bedtime theory needs to be put aside soon. I don't really have a choice, since I have class early in the morning. The only good thing is that I can get them over with, and leave before 4:00 PM this time. Plus I won't have to fight for a parking space like I would normally do.
I spoke to Josh yesterday. We both came up with another theory. When we hang out with eachother for an excessive amount of time, we won't see eachother for a few weeks. We joke about how we secretly don't want to see one another after a while. Hehehe. He was telling me about how he hasn't had the opportunity to sleep in once all summer. He starts school next week, so that sucks. Well, CJ started already and Tommy starts this week. I get to lounge back, and laugh at all the children on their way to the bus stop. Well, by the time they're on their way to the bus stop, I'll still be asleep. So I can laugh at them in the comfort of my bed.
I heard from Tommy today, after how many weeks of not seeing him around. He kept asking what phone we called him from, when we did the $50/child support prank call. I kept telling him that we were at the movies, so none of us called him. He still doesn't believe it. Hehehe, it's still funny though.

Part of me is excited to get back to school, at the same time my usual self is like "uhhhhhh!!!" I think the only reason why I'm excited for this school year to start, is that I'll get one step closer to winter break. We're supposed to be going to Guam and the Philippines for the holidays, so I can't wait. I haven't seen my family over in Guam and PI in years. It'll be a lot of fun, and for once I won't be pale for Christmas hahaha!

That's enough for me, I'm going to continue to drink this piss tasting, hot lemonade. At this rate I'll be well enough to hang out with Joyce this weekend.

HAHAHA! The theory of bedtime©

2006-08-18T23:43:00.000-07:00

There's no such thing as a bed time. It was just a conspiracy created by parents in the 50's, so they could sneak out to the downtown theaters and watch porn.

One of two options

2006-08-18T21:58:00.000-07:00

A) I will pass out on this keyboard
B) I will praise the porceline god

What should I do?

I haven't gotten any sleep. I can't go to sleep until my bed sheets are done drying. I still have to get the trash and do the dishes. I only have 5 more hours until I have to wake up to go to the beach. Wonderful.

It's not that big a deal!

2006-08-17T00:10:00.000-07:00

Why do people take things on myspace so seriously? When CJ stayed over, he saw me delete Nikki and Brandon from my friends list. He told Josh and everyone else when he saw them. Josh asked me why I deleted them. Truthfully, there wasn't any need for an answer. In the grand tradition of myspace, they were just taking up space. I normally delete people I don't talk to. Secondly, they're too fucking stuck up to talk to their own cousins, so why the hell should I bother? Thirdly, I am still holding a grudge against Nikki from California. This was five years ago, when our grandma died. We were there for two weeks, and we haven't seen eachother in YEARS! This was the first time the entire family was together. Every time we would try to get Nikki to hang out with us, she was alway preoccupied on the phone with Nate (her now ex boyfriend). Her excuse was always, "next time, yeah? Okay?" There was one night where I exploaded. We were trying to get her to sleep over in Jay's hotel room, and she used the "I have to call Nate tonight, since I haven't spoken to him in 3 hours" excuse. Everyone tried reasoning with her, but I didn't want to hear it. Ever since then, I haven't spoken to her. Frankly, I think it's better this way.
I remember my dad wanting to take a trip to California to see my mom's sister. We haven't visited them in such a long time. My dad asked if I wanted to go there for break, but I said that I didn't know. Then he asked if I would want to go, if we were to visit Nikki. I yelled, "HELL NO!"
He laughed and asked me why. He doesn't know about what happened, and I wasn't in the mood to getting into the details. When talking to Josh about me deleting them, he even agreed that they were too stuck up. He would try to talk to them and such, but they wouldn't bother. So that's a big "Screw you!" Then we went on about how Nikki always says "Yeah? Okay?" after everything. It's fucking annoying! So now everytime we reffer to Nikki, we have to add the mandatory "Yeah, okay? Yeah?" afterwords. If she ever heard me mock her, I couldn't give less a shit. Sure, it's been 5 years. But it was a time where we needed everyone, especially since we haven't been able to see eachother in 4 or 5 years. You're only gone for two weeks, you can live without your boyfriend! Even a simple call once a day would do. She would start spazzing if she hadn't talked to him in 3 seconds. Okay, I'm exagerrating, but it was similar to the 3 hour thing.
My mentality is, "if you don't bother, then why should I?" It's been 5 years since I've last seen and spoken to her. I've never felt better!

Sometimes life just needs a good sountrack

2006-08-16T01:02:00.000-07:00

So I was having another one of my philosophical moments, and decided to make a soundtrack for my college life. It sounds like a very juvenile and stupid idea, but what the hell. There are moments when I need specific songs to get through a task or obstacle. I'm looking at the songs right now, and this will take more than one CD. It's nice to be able to do something, other than write in my journal. It'll have the perfect songs for those moments where I want to punch someone. It'll also have the songs that remind me of my goal, and the songs that will help me get through the toughest times.

I was thinking about making a road trip CD for this weekend's beach trip, but I think this will be much better. The trip will only last for the weekend. This will last my entire life.

Neglect!!!

2006-08-14T23:02:00.000-07:00

Jeeze, how long has it been since I've last updated? I know it's not that long, but this calls for an update...and a offering. Behold Johnny Depp in all his drag glory!

LOLZZZ!11111 NE WAIZZZZ...CJ was here for a week. He, his dad, and his dad's gf and kids came. The new gf's kids are a pain in the ass. Combine them with biha (brat), Zoe, oh shit! I wanted to slap the three of them, but I have this crazy belief that hitting kids is wrong. So I was stuck beating them...in my mind. We were supposed to do another Johnny Rockets trip and watch Talladega Nights, but we had some last minute changes. Angel, CJ, and I hung out at Dunkin Donuts for an hour. We had to wait for Jay and Auntie Jo to come home, so Josh could get his money. While sitting there drinking iced coffee, we prank called Josh and Tommy. Josh had no idea who called him. We acted like the mafia, telling Josh that he owes us $50. When we went to Josh's, we had to wait another hour. We spent the remaining hour prank calling Tommy several times. The first time we called, he knew it was Angel. She tried to cover up by saying, "Who?! Who did you call me?! Who is this 'Angel' girl?" Tommy started to freak out a little, and said it was his cousin. Angel replied with, "bitch, it betta be yo' cousin! Callin' me anotha woman's name, what's wrong wit you?!" LOL! Then we pulled the "werrr mah fiddy dollas at, bitch" thing on him. Only this time we added that he owes us child support. I was screaming in the background that he's late on the payments, and Josh acted like a crying baby. Tommy hung up after that. We tried calling him again, but he wouldn't answer.

When Auntie Jo came home, there was a issue with Josh and herself. We were delayed another 10 minutes, because there was an all out war between Josh and his parents. After things were settled, we went to Marley Station Mall. I took CJ to Hot Topic, and got him these Inuyasha gloves. He seriously looked like an anime character that day. After that we hid from the guys inside of CVS, and left them when they took so damn long in Game Stop. It got to a point where we waited in the truck for a half hour. As soon as I started to back out of the parking space, the guys came out of the mall and started running after us. After screwing around with them, I let the guys in and we went to Chuck E Cheese's. That was our alternative to Johnny Rockets.

We got to C.E.C. in time. We had an hour to mess around. We crowded into this little photobooth dealie that C.E.C. has, and took some stupid pictures. CJ was worried about looking stupid in there. He kept asking if the workers would say anything about two adults, and 3 teenagers going there. We told him not to worry about it. They don't give a shit, even the parents who take their kids there play the games. The service was crappy, and we didn't get our pizza until 10 minutes before closing. I ordered some juice, and of course it didn't come. So I told the girl behind the counter that I didn't get my apple juice, and she said "yeah, I know." Okay...I was about to start arguing, but she brought it right out. We had tickets to waste, so we just combined them. I got a pirate Chucky, even though we were short. The girl didn't care, and just gave it to me. Hehe. I think she might of overheard our conversating about giving her a hard time, if we didn't get the pirate. We were just joking, but what the hell :)

I had to make a quick trip to Walmart, so we spent another hour being loud in there. Josh went up and down the aisles, yelling "Jizz!" We passed by the section where the Tasteekake stuff is at. Angel was telling us about how she almost killed her boyfriend over the last tasteekake. She hid it in the back of the freezer, and he went snooping. When he found it, she almost threw a knife at him. Sure, it sounds funny as you read this, but if you know her it's actually really sad.

We hung out at Jay and Josh's for a little while, and watched "Saved!" After we dropped everyone off, we started to get hungry. This was around midnight. We went to Silver Diner around 1:00 AM. CJ stayed over that night, and we stayed up all night watching these stupid anime movies that fans made. Some of them are funny. The next morning, my dad took us out to brunch. The fair was starting that day, so we were supposed to go. We were also going to watch Pirates of the Caribbean again. The fair didn't start until 3:00 PM, and the movie started at 3:15. We already had our tickets, so we skipped the fair. We went to Target and stalked up on candy. We met up with the family that night, and went to Three Brothers for dinner. I made a quick stop at Starbucks, since I was really sleepy. Of course, where ever we go there's drama. Angel's mom was having another mood swing, and almost threw the little jar of cheese at Angel. Everyone jumped out of their seats to try to stop her. The rest of the night was spent teasing the kids about Davy Jones. We also kept yelling, "put the lotion in the basket," because we listened to Dane Cook non stop.

Last Saturday, CJ left to go back to Californ-i-a. Keisha started crying, because they were leaving. It was so sad, she hasn't been out of the house this long before. She got to go to NYC, and other places. After we escorted the CA group to the airport, we went to Arundel Mills to go school shopping. That night we went to dinner, and celebrated Keisha's belated birthday. Josh and I annoyed the family with, "mmhmm Laquan-quan." We think the waiters were assuming my name was "Laquan-quan." We went to Starbucks afterwords, and hung out a bit. Keisha slept over, and we stayed up watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. We also baked a cake. My mom and I tooked her clothes shopping the next day. Jeeze, there was a lot of stuff! This poor girl doesn't have anything, and she's never been shopping like this before. We're picking her up on Friday, and taking her to the beach with us this weekend.

It's now 2:39 AM, and I'm craving coffee. What the hell! I need to get some sleep.

O.o....you've got to be fucking insane!

2006-08-04T19:46:00.000-07:00

I was just lurking around a message board, and there's this post about someone's user name. Her user name is "Blue tape," and it's some how associated with 400 lbs. I don't know, but someone asked what it was about, and here's the reply:

"it means that since i'm a hanson fan and it's a commonly known fact that just about all hanson fans are fat i need to get my weight up there. currently i'm at 233 lbs and going strong. i'm only a few big macs and gallons of double chocolate fude ice cream until i meet my goal of 400 lbs.
wish me luck.
goal weight: 400lbs "

Honestly, how fucked in the head is she? Trust me, this girl isn't joking. The majority of the fans on that board are crazy. Jeeze, yes there's a vast majority of overweight fans. Does she think that she's getting one step closer to becoming the ultimate fan by gaining weight? Their fans are proud of their weight, and there's no shame in that. More power to you, but if you're skinny, I wouldn't recommend packing on that much weight. This girl will have a heart attack before she reaches her goal weight. Whatever makes her happy I guess? Once she's strapped to that automated cart, she's going to be screaming for lipo.

AHHH! What did you do to me!?!

2006-07-25T22:52:00.000-07:00

So...the day started off pretty shitty. During the early morning, I was feeling some serious depression. I pulled out some ice cream and brought it to my room. Then I watched "What's Eating Gilbert Grape" again. I woke up early this morning, and put on a hat. My dad freaked out, since it was 11:00 AM and I was awake. Then he freaked out at the sight of my hair. He asked me to take off the hat, and started laughing. He laughed at me for an hour, and I told him that I'm going to fix my hair. He gave me some money to buy dye, because I told him that I'm going to dye it black again. I got dressed, but crawled back into bed and watched "Benny and Joon". As my dad was leaving for work, he handed me $100 and told me to go to a salon to get it fixed instead. I found an old Daria tape that had the episode where Jane's hair was ruined, because Daria tried to bleach it. I crawled back into bed and empathized with Jane. I called Lucia up, and she came with me to get my hair done. The lady did a fantastic job! My scalp is still burning a little bit, because of the stupid bleach. You can't tell that I had to dye it black. She did tell me that over time, the dye will fade. The blonde streaks will appear as natural high lights. Lucia told me that there is a way to get the bleach out of my hair. The only thing is that I have to go to her salon, and the prices are outrageous. But she claims that it's worth the money.

Afterwords we went to Tower, then went to her work. She was off today, but she wanted to eat there. One of her coworkers was hitting on me, but she intervined. One, the dude was coming on too strong. Two, I wasn't intersted. Three...HE IS MARRIED! No no no! We watched "You, Me, and Dupree". I didn't really like it. Plus there were these two kids behind us who wouldn't shut up. They were making out too loud as well. And there's also the usual annoying guy who makes too big of a deal for every humorous scene. I told Lucia that we should sneak into the theater that showed Pirates of the Caribbean. I seriously want to see it again. I told her the only bad thing is that it's 2 and a half hours long. So we're going to go watch it another day. We walked around the lake thingy that Rio has. She was telling me about this rock she likes to stand on, so she can practice performing infront of an audience. There is a Marriot hotel that the lake faces. Some of the windows were open. I started tap dancing infront of the windows, hoping that someone would throw some money. Prefferable dollar bills. Unfortunately I didn't have any luck. I think one person was looking at me from the bar, wondering what the hell I was doing.

Now I feel so happy. It was weird, yesterday I was in some weird funk. Now I'm happy. Seriously, this is the last time my mom does my hair. She over did the bleach, when she was trying to touch it up. Instead of separating the strands, she left them to mix in with the rest of the hair. And she squirted the bleach directly on my head. Wonderful. Even with a burning scalp, my hair looks normal.

Shit, man!

2006-07-24T19:17:00.001-07:00

Remember what I said about looking like a bee, then a Hot topic sweater after I dyed my hair? Well, the bee turned out that it was on fire, and died. That stupid John Frieda dye didn't work. I looked like a sunburst zebra after I washed it out. I searched my drawers and found a container of Manic Panic. There was a little bit left from when I last dyed my hair, so I salvaged what I could. It was so sad, I was literally scraping the container for dye. I covered what I could, and tommorow I'm making an emergency trip to buy more dye. I'm thinking about dying my hair back to black. I look like Davey from when he had pink hair. At the same time I feel like Jane from "Daria". This is the last time I ask my mom to help me with my hair. I asked for streaks, and she ended up bleaching my entire head. There are two random black streaks going down each side of my head. Great. Now I could really go for a pint of Ben and Jerry's, and another Deppathon.

***AN HOUR LATER***

Okay. So I just finished washing my hair for the millionth time, and I have to say that I'm satisfied with the end product. I took a series of pictures of my head, and the black streaks even out. Even though I still think that the bleach is over done, but at the same time it looks kick ass. My mom saw what I did with the remaining Manic Panic, and said I look like I just came from NYC. Okay, I LOVE IT! Even though she meant for that to be a nice insult, it actually made me feel better. Hell yeah, man! I will look like this when I move to NYC.

*** THREE HOURS LATER***

Dammit, I'm going to re-dye my hair black tommorow. I just checked it again, and it really looks like shit! Ugh, thanks mom! This is the last time I let you bleach my hair.

A D-I-V-O-R-C-E, A DEE-VORCE!

2006-07-23T22:05:00.000-07:00

Well, it's day two of my Deppathon. Secret Window is on TV right now, so that's what I'm watching. Damn censors. I bought "What's Eating Gilbert Grape" earlier. I haven't watched that movie in a while.
I was supposed to go to Tommy's earlier, but I was too tired. After church, I went up stairs, put on my Bleeding Through hoodie, put on "Benny and Joon", and fell asleep. My dad tried waking me up, but knowing me I decided to sleep in. Yes, I'm aware that it's almost a hundred degrees outside (literally), but it's fucking cold in my house. The weekend was boring. There was nothing to do yesterday, and there's nothing to do today. The only thing remotely amusing was my mom complaining about a song on the radio this morning. We had it on this classic rock station, and this song that sounded like it was made from a Trekkie was playing. My mom was like, "What kind of song is this?! Are they that desperate that they'll just sing about anything now a days?" She began to mock sing part of the song, and my dad looked at me through the mirror. Both of us couldn't stop laughing.
Mom and I went to Walmart earlier, to buy her more hair dye. She saw this bright red dye, and asked if I wanted to dye my hair again. It's weird, she keeps telling me not to dye my hair anymore. "It's such a nice color, pure black. Everyone wants that color." As of tommorow, I will look like a bee. By Tuesday, I will look like a Hot Topic sweater. Awesome! It's been a year since I dyed my hair. Later on I'm going to get sick of the bleach, but I'm stuck. I either have to cut my hair again, or just keep dying it until I look like a mood ring. I'd rather look like a mood ring. I'm sure the bleach will still be in by December, so I'm going to dye my hair some crazy color before we go to Guam. I can't wait to see the looks on my family's face when we arrive. They haven't seen me since I was 6 years old, and they remember me as some innocent daddy's little girl. HAHA, this will be good! The only person who will like my look is Erol. From what my mom tells me, he's exactly like me. Only he has piercings, and dropped out of school. There's nothing to do online. I'm going to continue my Deppathon now. Night night.

Dammit myspace!

2006-07-22T20:33:00.000-07:00

Stop being crappy! The fucker won't let me log in. Oh well...
I've spent the entire day reading, writing, and watching Johnny Depp movies. If Rosie could see this, she would tell me that I'm having a "Deppathon." *rolls eyes* hehehe. I love how he caused a lot of contraversy with his statements about America. Frankly, I couldn't agree more.

"I was ecstatic when they re-named 'French Fries' as 'Freedom Fries.' Grown men and women in positions of power in the U.S. government showing themselves as idiots."

"France and the whole of Europe have a great culture and an amazing history. Most important thing though is that people there know how to live! In America
they've forgotten all about it. I'm afraid that the American culture is a disaster."

"This is a rumor-filled society and if people want to sit around and talk about whom I've dated, then I'd say they have a lot of spare time and should consider other topics... or masturbation." <- I just thought that was really funny!

"If you turn on the television and see the horrors that are happening to people in the world right now, I think there's no better time to strive to have some kind of hope through imagination. I think it's a time to close your eyes and try to make a change, or at least hope to make a change, or we're going to explode."

"There's nothing - you know - nothing else like music. Nothing that touches us on that, uh, that deep level. Music can open up so many emotions that we didn't know we had. It's the magical thing about musicals, you know, on the stage or on film or whatever. Love songs. They work so well because music touches us, emotionally, where words alone can't."

Why the fuck do I get a gun, it's cuz I'm black

2006-07-19T22:49:00.000-07:00

http://thatvideosite.com/view/2570.html

God's magnifying glass and a spray on condom

2006-07-15T21:58:00.000-07:00

Hehe, that sounds like a dirty story!

I had another random conversation with Josh. We continued our alphabet discussion, and said that we should switch the letters around. It'll still be the same alphabet. Who said it had to start at "A"?
He also complained about how he couldn't read my blogs on myspace. I told him that the site's fucking up, and that he should find a magnifying glass. He laughed and said that he needed more than just a regular magnifying glass, "like 3 magnifying glasses combined!" I told him that he needed God's magnifying glass, it see's all.

He told me something interesting:

The dissinfectant used after skate rentals (and assuming bowling shoe rentals) can protect one from STD's and HIV. He said that he read that on the label, while spraying some of the skates that were renturned. He started laughing and said that it was a spray on condom. I told him that I wouldn't recommend trying it out, because it would most likely burn down there. Plus it didn't say that it would protect a person from pregnancy. If you're that much of an idiot to actually try the "spray on condom," then I don't think you'll need to worry about pregnancy. I don't think you would need to worry about any activity in your genitals.

We're so random

2006-07-13T23:54:00.000-07:00

The usual conversations with Josh (on the phone and off):

*Josh: We're so horrible with directions. It can't be as bad as asking you-know-who. "Yeah, uh, at the tree turn left"
~Me: *mock voice* "WHAT TREE?! THERE'S 20 OF THEM AROUND ME!!!"
~Josh: *laughing* "yeah, you see that brown thing? The one thats made of bricks? Turn here."
~Me: *laughing* "um...there's four of them, buddy!"

*Josh: Oh wow, I know what movie I want to rent (picks up filippino porno). "Sex" hmm, sounds good!

*Mom: Can you read this, I don't have my glasses. Read if it's made in the Philippines
~Me: nope, it's made in Thailand
~Josh: *points to box, big bold letters* "Made in Thailand"
~both of us: *laughing*

*Josh: sal...salala...salalama...THANK YOU!

*Josh: I only have $1.05
~Me: *LOL* $1.05? Enough for the dollar store, plus tax! Oh yeah!
~Josh: *laughs* Shut up! You know, I don't even know why they call it a dollar store. It's not even worth a dollar, if you buy something there. They should call it the "Dollar-five store." You still need that extra nickle to pay for tax.

*Josh: It's easy to count backwards. It's hard to say the alphabet backwards. There's too many letters. We should eliminate some.
~Me: yeah, we don't need "Z"
~Josh: We don't need "W," either. We could just put two "u"'s together if we need a "W." How would you spell letters?
~Me: letters?
~Josh: Yeah, letters. You know, how would you spell "L?"
~Me: "e-l-l"
~Josh: what about "R?" "Argh" haha! Like a pirate, it's corny joke. You're supposed to laugh with me!
~Me: *laughs at him*
~josh: shut up! What's a hard letter to spell? *goes through the alphabet* How do you spell "H?"
~Me:*falls on bed laughing*
~Josh: I know! Hache! Just change the "a" to an "e" with the accent mark over it. It spells "H," doesn't it?
~Me: *still laughing at him* "H?!" How do you spell "H?!"
~Josh:*starts laughing* Shut up! You know I'm right.
~~Both continue laughing for 10 minutes. At this point I'm still lying on my bed, struggling to hold the phone. I am also in tears from laughing so much. ~~

*Me: ooh! I woke up this morning and found $80 under my door!
~Josh: Man, I wish I had $80! Do you know how much I have left on my paycheck? $60! I still have to treat my mom and my sister to dinner tommorow.
~Me: I thought you were treating for the movies?
~Josh: that too! And I still need to save some money for next Thursday.
~Me: "Tonight I'm taking you all to McDonalds for dinner. And none of that value meal crap. You can only order from the dollar menu!"
~Josh: *laughs* Yeah, that's all I can afford. It's not even "the dollar menu," it's the "dollar-five menu."

*Josh: Hey *greets my mom and me* Do I smell like skating rink?
~Mom and me: no
~Josh: good, because I sprayed a lot of cologne. My room is even starting to smell like the skating rink, because of my dirty clothes!

*Josh: hey, tell me what the positive message behind this song is *plays "Move Along" by All American Rejects
~Unison: *spoken word* "When all you've got to keep is strong, move along, move along like I know you do..."

Can you tell how bored we are?

Yo ho ho and a buckle of rum

2006-07-11T19:31:00.000-07:00

I saw Pirates of the Caribbean again today. I saw it yesterday, but I apparently missed this extra scene after all the credits. Plus I wanted another reason to watch the movie again. It's soo great! I'm obsessed with their music. I can't stop listening to "The Kraken." I talked to Josh in "the first time since forever, OMG!!!" That was his voice mail message that he left me while I was in the theater. I told him about watching Pirates twice in a row, and how I almost snuck into other theaters both day. I wanted to go to Barnes and Noble on the first day, so I didn't sneak in. Today I needed to get home. Josh was pissed that I saw the movie, since he hasn't seen it once. He was supposed to go to the midnight premiere with his friends. His friend was going to get him a ticket, but their friend Cameron bought the last ticket. So he's still waiting to watch it. I told him that we'll go see it next Thursday. He was asking if minded seeing it again, and if I wanted to. Hell yeah! I enjoy watching people jump out of their seats when the Kraken appears. Especially when the cannible captures Orlando Bloom. He just pops out of nowhere, screaming. It's funny! Tommorow I'm going to pick his ass up, and he's going to show us where the Filipino store/restaurant is in their area. The last time we tried going on our own, we got lost. Lately I've been reading so many books. CJ's supposed to be coming on the 18th or the 25th. I don't know when he's coming exactly. Who knows, maybe we'll take him to see Pirates. I don't think he's seen it yet, either. We're also supposed to go to Hershey Park (FINALLY!) for two days. Awesome! I'm going to ride the Great Bear both days. The wait for the line it 2 hours, but the ride's awesome. Maybe we might get lucky and have a short wait. I need to check back for my books on campus. Thank God MC changed the first day of school. Normally it's the last two days of August, but now they changed it to September 6th. YAY! Josh and I were geeking it up with more Pirates talk. He knows that production for the 3rd installment starts next month. I know that the DVD for this installment comes out in December. I told him that I need to get the DVD before I leave for Guam. It's a 24 hour plane ride, and this will keep me occupied. I can't wait to go to Guam. I haven't been there since 1992, and we were stuck in a catagory 5 typhoon. That could've been the end of me, since I was stupid enough to stick half of my body out the window. Then the windows exploaded that night. Fun fun fun! Luckily it'll be winter, so there's nothing to worry about. Parties all around! I can't wait to invade the neighbors' houses. We're all related somehow, so it doesn't matter if you've met the people before. You can just join in the party, and all is well. That's one thing I miss about the island. That and chasing after the little roach truck that sells fresh baked bread and doughnuts in the morning. And the geckos that crawl up the walls! I want to see how many I can catch this time. It'll be fun.

trying to post my picture for my profile

2006-07-10T22:36:00.000-07:00

Myrtle Beach pictures part deux!

2006-07-06T22:29:00.000-07:00

<~Can you tell how obsessed we were with the DaVinci Code?

Myrtle Beach pictures

2006-07-06T12:44:00.000-07:00

Myrtle Beach randomness

2006-06-27T00:32:00.000-07:00

*"Hey retard!"

*Zoe: "bon-bon, how are you going to get on top bunk?"
Me: "magic!"
Zoe: "Aww man, I just used the ladder!"

* "You're a saget!"

* "Cat sunk."
"Gay rib." (Gotta love anagrams)

* "You really should listen to the song, it has a positive message behind it. It's 'when all you got to keep is strong, move along move along like I know you do. even when all hope is gone, move along move along just to make it through." Josh on the spoken word version of "Move Along."

* "Chuck Norris invented the c-section after he did a round house kick out of his mom's stomache."

* "I'm going to have a helmet to match every outfit for my kids. There will be a black helmet for church, a helmet with rhindstones for prom..."

* "Tommy, Tommy. He looks just like his mommy!"

* The Elmo laugh

* screaming Panic! At the Disco lyrics outside the van window, and horrifying the God fearing citizens of Myrtle Beach. For the record, I hate P!ATD. I just wanted to shock people. "I CHIMED IN WITH A HAVEN'T YOU PEOPLE EVER HEARD OF CLOSING THE GODDAMN DOOR!!!!!"

* The Frogger ride. "HAHAHA! It's a sex machine!"

* Devo's "Whip It" and the DaVinci Code

* "Oh sugar honey iced tea"

*"In French, the word for yes is 'Oui oui.'"
"HAHAHAHA! What's the French word for 'no,' 'doo-doo?' I'll be right back, I gotta take a wicked 'yes.'"

*Broken flip flops

*Tommy's murderous looking white guy over bite dance

* identity theft

* don't take the elevator, use the stairs. that thing takes forever.

*driving by AFI on our way home

* Me: What are you playing?
Josh: Lumines
Me: Lumines? Is that DDR for your hands?

* crazy norwegians screaming song lyrics on a block of ice

*sun burn

FUCK!!!!!

2006-06-26T19:44:00.000-07:00

Before I document my Myrtle Beach trip, I have this to say:

I drove next to AFI's tour bus!!!

I didn't realize it until I checked their tour dates. The weird thing was that I was wondering it if was them. I tried looking inside the bus as we drove by, but all I could see was a styrofoam take out container. I was tempted to hold my Decemberunderground insert up to the window. Dammit! Why didn't I do it?!

5 days

2006-06-11T15:26:00.000-07:00

This count down reminds me of The Ring. *whispers* 5 days...

Oh, it's on!

2006-06-09T23:23:00.000-07:00

The countdown is now on for Myrtle Beach. We're now 7 days and counting. It seems like the more my cousins and I talk about the trip, the slower time appears. We're already planning out what we're going to do for "sandman." I talked to Tommy earlier tonight, and I told him that it's going to be one of the boys who will fall asleep first. We're going to give the first guy to fall asleep, a Krusty the Klown type make over. He'll aslo have "loser" written across his forehead. We're also going to take old time pictures. The summer before my senior year of high school, Tommy and I went to Six Flags and took old time pictures. We reversed rolls in the picture, he was the girl and I was the guy. We're going to do that when we go to Mytle Beach. Oi...it's still 7 days and counting. Damn...this week better hurry up.

What the fuck!?

2006-06-07T23:06:00.000-07:00

Ojay, why did I get a strange phone call from two of my aunts, asking me what I said to a unnamed cousin about Myrtle Beach? Apparently I have been talking to anonymous...no, "Asshole"'s more like it, about Myrtle Beach and have been rubbing it in her face. I told my aunts the last time I talked to Asshole was when Uncle Romeo had the heart attack. I haven't spoken to her since. The reason for the alarm was that her dad called up, saying that he's heard from asshole that I've been talking to her recently and rubbing the Myrtle Beach trip in her face. When my aunts clarified, it was actually his ex-wife who said something. I don't know what her deal is, but ever since the divorce she's gone completely psycho. It's like she's out to get everyone! I recall that she even told Asshole and her brother not to trust us cousins, because we'll "turn [our] backs on them." I think she's trying to put this prediction to work. She's been separating herself from the family, putting ideas into her head that the family discludes her. Yeah, explain why we're always inviting her to our parties, and trying to see how she's doing.

I explained to my aunts that I have no idea what they're talking about, or where this even came from. I told them that they might want to check up with Angel. I told them that I wasn't trying to point fingers and place the blame on anyone, but my dad said something to me after we left Uncle George's house last Sunday. I told them that when we were all outside saying our goodbye's, Angel was trying to listen in on what Jay was telling the two of them about Myrtle Beach. According to my dad, she was trying to push her way through. So Auntie Shirl started to think that it could've been Angel who said something, and either Asshole or her mother twisted the words around. I don't know what the fuck their problem is! I do know that all of this is being done out of jealousy. Angel's just jealous, because no one invited her to go to Myrtle Beach. She thinks that starting some bullshit rumor about her younger cousin would earn her an invite. Well I have news for her, not only will it not earn her an invite for the trip, it'll just piss off the family even more. She's already in the dog house with everyone.

My mom heard me on the phone, and I told her what's going on. She started to get pissed, and wanted to call up Angel to tell her off. I told her not to worry, because I know what I said and who I've talked to. My mom said I should tell my dad, but I already know what he's going to say. "Don't worry about her, you have nothing to worry about. If you know you didn't do anything wrong, then let it go. She's only jealous, because no one's inviting her," blah blah blah...If she wants to start shit with me, let's go. For now I'm just going to sit back and watch how far this will escalate. I may be smaller than her, but I sure as hell can kick her ass! She can talk a lot of shit, but she can't step up. Don't fuck with me, she's going to regret it.

Oh hell yeah!

2006-06-06T10:43:00.000-07:00

You'd think today would be such a shitty day, right? I almost overslept and missed my dentist appointment. I managed to make it into the office on time...BUT, they sent me away since they no longer take Kaiser Permanente insurance. This was 9:35 AM. I hauled ass to Circuit City in Gaithersburg. I made it in time, with 5 minutes to spare. I sat in my truck listening to Decemberunderground, and talked to Joyce on AIM. When Circuit City opened, I didn't find the DU cd's. I asked the guy at customer service, and it turns out that they hadn't unpacked a lot of the boxes yet. You'd think they would've done that by now, right? They found the CD's in the back room, but they couldn't find the posters to go with them. I bought the CD anyways, and the guy called the Circuit City in Rockville. They had posters there, so they had the guy in the music department hold one for me. From what I understand, each store only received 10 posters. I hauled ass on 270 to get to Rockville. I found the guy in the music department, and he had my poster under the register. He asked me if I wanted another one, and I thought I was going to have to buy another CD. I wouldn't have minded buying another. He told me that I didn't have to, and it's "for the trouble I went through, trying to get here." It was really no trouble at all, but who would turn down another free poster? So yay! I have promo posters for DU. On the bottom it has the release date and all that mess. Apparently these were the same posters that they gave away at the listening parties. This is kick ass! The second CD is Tommy's birthday present. I was thinking about buying another CD, since the one that I preordered won't play on my CD player. It'll play on the PS2 and portable CD player. Meh, I'll live.

Deep Thoughts With Jay

2006-06-05T22:48:00.000-07:00

Sunday June 4, 2006

"I told Chad that when we get married, I'm going to get a ferret or a turtle. Just so I can name it 'Moose.'"

For a change I'll refrain from hiding all of me from you

2006-06-05T19:23:00.000-07:00

So I received my copy of Decemberunderground in the mail today. It is awesome! I think the screaming is overdone, but I still love it. I preordered with Interpunk, and I also received a limited edition single for "Miss Murder." It also had "Don't Change" on it. I can't stop listening to "The Interview." It's such a beautiful song. I'm not saying that, because Jade wrote it or that he has a solo. The lyrics have a completely different tone and meaning. I love it.

Oh good job! Happy birthday to you!

2006-06-05T01:17:00.000-07:00

It's 4:16 AM, I'm awake. I crashed as soon as I got home from Uncle George's house. It was his birthday party, and Angel's birthday. His actual birthday is on 6/6/06 buahahaha. It was a fun day, Jay and I were planning out what we're going to do to people who fall asleep at Myrtle Beach. We're going to play Sandman, but I said it'll start when we actually arrive at Myrtle Beach. The car ride doesn't count, because who wouldn't fall asleep during a 6 hour car ride? I'm packing all my sharpies, make up, and cameras and equipment. I swear I'll be taking up all the plugs in the room, but it's a huge room. It's supposed to be like a condo-hotel thing. Awesome! We figured that the first ones to fall asleep will be Tommy and Josh. Jay's planning on writing "Bawls" on someone. She said that she's going to write it on their back, so they won't know. Especially when we go to the beach. Even though the ink will wash off, it'll get tanned to the skin. She told me about the time they were in Florida, and she and Charley painted Josh's toe nails purple. He didn't notice until their dad said something. Wow.

Anyways, back to the party. It was kind of weird going back to that house. It was so empty. At the same time, Uncle George seemed a lot happier. When we were doing the birthday cake, Zoe peed in her pants and didn't say anything. It wasn't until after everyone stopped singing happy birthday that she told Auntie Neng. Uncle Henry started teasing her, and said "What? You pee-peed in your pants? Ay n'ako, good job *claps* Happy birthday to you..." He continued singing that until Zoe started crying. It seems like every holiday or family gathering, he pisses Zoe off. First it was Christmas. She didn't want to take a picture with all the cousins, but everyone was trying to get her to take atleast one. He started saying "You're going to take the pic-tuure! Take the pic-tuure!" That's how that inside joke came up. Now it'll be "Happy birthday to you!" LOL.

Lately I've been on a techno fix. I've downloaded some kick ass remixes of AC/DC songs, and one of Stairway to Heaven. I'm trying to prep myself for Senor Frogs. Plus it'll give me something cool to listen to when we're picking up the van. I'm going to spend the day in Odenton/Columbia, while we wait for Charley. From there we're going back to my house. Then we're off to Myrtle Beach. I'm glas that things were settled with Jay and Josh. It was crappy that their mom didn't want to let them go. I think she was just jealous, because she couldn't go. Oh well. Two weeks, baby!

el emm ay oh

2006-06-03T23:21:00.000-07:00

"Peace for humanity! Peace for humanity! *muffled scream* AHHHHH! ACLU! ACLU! ACLU!"

HAHAHAHA, gotta love disgruntled, redneck, Forrest Gump wannabe's trying to take their issues out on regular partons at Burger King.

Hoy

2006-06-03T11:32:00.000-07:00

I swear, people....you're trying to make my life difficult. As I was running through a bad thunderstorm last night, I get a call from my dad saying that Jay and Josh aren't going anymore. He had received a call from their mom telling him to count them out. What the hell! So now I have to go and cancel the original hotel, and try to get the one we stayed at the first time. Oh man, I don't know if it'll work. In a way, I think we're better off keeping the one we have now. It's supposed to be biker week, and the hotels are being booked up fast. My mom was so pissed when she found out. She went on about how it's the Odenton family who keeps ruining our vacations. The whole Hershey Park thing was ruined, because of them. They wanted to wait for everyone, and their mother's dogs so we can go. Obviously it's been 3 months, and we still haven't gone. Great. I know my parents went to Auntie Neng's this morning for some meeting with a mortgage guy. Hopefully they took care of hotel matters already, because I'm in no mood to do it.

Oh my Christ!

2006-06-02T16:35:00.000-07:00

About 3 hours ago, I had received a call from Josh. He was asking me about the hotel price again, because there will be four or five of us splitting the bill. Itold him that his share is $150, to be on the safe side bring $160. I told him to tell Charley and Jay. We just finalized the hotel this morning. How many hours later, he tells me that his mom wants to talk to my dad and I about the price. I asked if she thinks it's too high. He said that's the reason. Auntie Neng called this morning and asked the same thing. My dad told her that if he could pay for everyone, he would. Then he asked her if she was willing to pay "$1220.50 for my daughter?" She was like, "bullshit!" So they agreed that they need to pay that much. Then they started talking about van options for the trip. I was telling Josh that we already have the hotel booked, and my dad would be pissed if he and Jay backed out now. We're leaving in two weeks. Josh told me that their mom said the other night, "I have to talk to your Uncle Rainier about this. So don't be mad if you guys don't go to Myrtle Beach." Josh exploaded. He told his mom that he WILL be pissed if they don't go to Myrtle Beach, and that he doesn't understand why she's being so difficult with this since he and Jay are paying for the trip themselves. So he guarunteed me that he will be showing up for the trip. I'm assuming Jay will be also. I was at Giant trying to figure out my dad's prescription when this was going on. 30 seconds after I got off the phone with Josh, dad called. I told him what's going on, and he said, "Look, ask them if they're going or not. We don't have to time for this bullshit anymore. I'm not going to sit around and wait for everyone. Tell them to get their shit straight, otherwise 'bye bye!' If she thinks that I'm going to provide a free trip for her two kids, she must be out of her damn mind. She wouldn't do the same for you!" So I told him that Josh will be going, and he said that Josh needs to settle this now. So I don't know what's going on with them. Their mom can be a psycho bitch sometimes.

The bright side is that we have a hotel secured. If they're not going, then it's just going to be me and Tommy in the room. BUAHAHA! Raise hell! His parents and Auntie Shirl are coming for the weekend. We're going to celebrate his birthday and Fathers Day when we arrive. I can't wait. We just need to find a van that will fit all of us.

Hay-zeus!

2006-06-01T14:19:00.000-07:00

Who knew booking a hotel for Myrtle Beach would be a pain in the ass?! I knew it would be, I just didn't think my family would wait two weeks before we're leaving. Now everything's so stressful. We found a place, but the only thing that's paid off is the deposit for the rooms. What the fuck?! Auntie Neng was so hell bent on us getting a condo, whereas a simple motel would've been just fine. Atleast I won't have to run around trying to figured out when our payment is due. The thing is if we don't make the payment, our reservation is turned over. I still have to find a van for us. We figured our that a mini van wasn't going to fit 5 people and our luggage. We're trying to find a standard 8 passenger van, but every rental place is sold out. Fuck! I have too much stuff to do, and then this?! I kept telling my dad not to wait for the reservation. Now look, I'm trying to finish up housework, get some persona errands done, and then try to book a fucking hotel and get a rental car last minute! Shit, man! Plus I have to notify all my cousins about how much it'll be. OMG! They better not back down, because they don't know how much trouble we're-I mean I'M going through to get these rooms. Every time...every fucking time...leave it to the family to screw things up. That's become our motto. They screwed up Hershey Park. They screwed up Easter/parents anniversary. They're screwing up this! I'm sick and tired of waiting last minute. Then everyone wants to bitch and complain about how there aren't anymore rooms. Who's fault was that?! Auntie Neng suggested that we don't have to sell ourselves short of Myrtle Beach. We could always go to Ocean City, or Virginia Beach. The thing is we've been there already. Both of those beaches suck, if you're planning on staying overnight. Let alone a vacation. Myrtle Beach has everything. I swear that hotel company better call or email me back. I don't want this vacation to get anymore fucked up than it already is!

Reason not to procrastinate #10

2006-05-31T22:49:00.000-07:00

The longer you wait to mop the floor, the blacker it'll be.

On a different note, I finally learned how to knit. Hurrah! I'm still trying to work off my second cup of coffee.

People call me Forrest Gump

2006-05-27T21:05:00.000-07:00

After procrastinating for three days, I finally woke up at the butt crack of dawn and drove myself to Shady Grove. For once, I didn't spend 3 hours in the E.R. Miraculously I didn't break my ankle. Damn, I have some good bones. I'm sprained that right ankle so many times, it should've been broken and fused together with metal bolts or some shit like that. But the doctor sent me out with a walking cast thingy. I feel like Forrest Gump in this. "Mama said they wah mah magic shoes. Mah shoes would taik me anyweah..." Other than that, I am working on two and a half hours of sleep, two large cups of coffee, and god knows what else. My family and I went to the 5 o' clock Saturday mass, so we can keep tommorow open. I was falling asleep in church. When I caught myself, I looked over and have noticed that my dad had beat me to it. Ugh, I'm so tired. I fell asleep at the kitchen table trying to draw my uncle's picture.

*4:02 PM
It has been 72 hours, and I haven't gotten a single ounce of sleep. I tried to by pass coffee, and managed to sneak in some 2 minute naps. But the stupid phone kept ringing. I'm so fucking tired. I wanna go back up stairs and grab my drawing stuff, but I'm too tired to walk back up. My legs are killing me.

Fuck fuck shit fuck

2006-05-26T11:38:00.000-07:00

Could this week possibly get any worse? Wednesday- I go watch DaVinci Code with Joyce. I end up falling and bruising my left knee and seriously spraining my right ankle. Thursday- that's kind of private. I'm going to keep that to myself. Friday- Uncle Romeo has a heart attack. It turns out that yesterday was the court hearing for the custody of C.J. Somehow he lost the case, and wasn't taking it too well. My cousin's stepfather has major issues. He's unfit to father a child, let a lone 3. Plus he's abusive. But somehow the stepfather won, and I want to know what the hell happened. Today my uncle is having a heart attack. He just passed out, and his current girlfriend contacted Auntie Neng. She had Zoe tell me on the phone, and bulilit is "sad." I told her not to be sad, because I know our uncle will be okay. My dad called me right after I got off the phone with Zoe, and he told me that he may have to fly out to California tonight. As of right now, my uncle's still being rushed to the hospital. I just pray that everything will be alright.

SOUL PATROL!

2006-05-24T19:41:00.000-07:00

I'm a dork. I was voting like crazy during the last 6 minutes last night. And guess what? Taylor Hicks won! FUCK YEAH! This will be the first and most likely only American Idol CD I will buy. I've never followed the show before, so this was something different. I usually stop after the auditions are over with. So...

I saw DaVinci Code with Joyce today. I liked it, but at the same time "the book was better." There were some parts that were confusing, since production had to cut out a lot of detail. During the movie, some dickhole security guard kept circling the theater, watching me. He saw me with my feet up on the other chair, and interrupted my viewing to tell me to put my feet down. As soon as he left, I put them back up. Some girl behind us was doing the same thing, and was approached by security. I heard Joyce start laughing, because the girl and I put our feet up at the same time. The Dickhole kept circling the theater. LMAO!!!! I'm watching the American Idol recap on the news, and the ancor was supposed to interview Kellie Pickler. They completely cut her off. BUAHAHAHA! Anyways, yeah. The movie is good, but read the book first. We went to the bathroom afterwords, and everyone in there was talking about the movie. There was some kind of school field trip to watch the movie. One girl was talking to her friend, while washing her hands. She said outloud, "I don't get the movie." Everyone was dead quiet and was looking at her. Joyce and I looked at eachother, and I mouthed "wow!" What's not to get? I'm sure everyone has some knowledge of religion. Even if you didn't read the book, if you payed attention to the movie, then you would understand it. I'm sure she was one of the people I wanted to throw my shoe at. The stupid kids kept talking during the movie. OH! I had a accident. Joyce and I decided that today was a skirt and wedge heel day. I wore the serious wedge heels, and as we were walking across the cobble stone road, I must've hit a crack. I sprained my right ankle, and took a hard spill on my left knee. Did I mention that I have health problems with my left knee? Yeah, I completely slammed down on it. After the movie was over, my entire leg was stiff. It was so hard to walk up the stairs. It's feeling better now, so I won't have to break out the old knee brace. After that we went shopping, and hit our usual spot for lunch. Silver Diner is becoming our usual hang out, besides Starbucks and Carabou. When I got home, I was supposed to put away a lot of laundry. I ended up putting on my filippino soap, and fell asleep during the middle. I can catch it again in 10 minutes. I better get my ass upstairs and start cleaning.

Why is Giselle so happy?

2006-05-22T21:37:00.000-07:00

I'll tell you why. She just finished registering for classes. *thumbs up*

Yeah yeah yeah...you'd think I'd be sulking right now, but I'm not. I registered for my final semester at MC, and I was able to get the full schedual. I wasn't able to do so last semester. Let's just say during the fall semester, in between the panic attacks and nervous breakdowns, I didn't do so great. I was put on academic probation last semester, and I could only sign up for 4 classes. So now I'm doing to happy dance. I'd never think I would be so happy registering for the maximum credit hours. Technically I'm one hour short, but there isn't a class that is only one credit. So now I have 17-count 'em 17 hours. Damn, I'm a loser :D Now I will be able to sleep well at night, not thinking about what might have been. Now I have to go back to playing Giselle: the party liason. Yes, I stole that from Van Wilder. But seriously, I have to help plan and cook for my dad's birfday party on Sunday. So far my mom and I have gone shopping for a few things. We have to continue within the week. I contacted my family yesterday, giving them the information they need to know. They put me on speaker, since everyone was at Uncle Henry's. During the conversation, I received a few requests. Auntie Jo suggested that we all get drunk. Two problems, I'm sxe and I'm underage. Well, to tell you the truth, the age never stopped me before buahaha. But the sxe thing will. I think I might make the party BYOB (Bring your own booze). The Uncle Henry and Uncle George said that we should have a stripper. Uncle Henry specified that it should be a male stripper. HAHAHAHA! I told them I'm up for it, but I don't think my dad would. When my dad came home yesterday, he asked me what the family said about the party. I told them that they'll be here, but they had some suggestions. I told him how they wanted to get drunk, so he was like, "hey, why not? Tell them to bring it on!" I told him about the stripper, and he was like "what the hell, go for it." Then I told him it would be a male stripper, his opinion changed. "HELL NO," was his answer. LOL. My mom couldn't stop laughing. Cinderella better get her ass back upstairs and start cleaning. I have such a busy schedual to deal with. Aside from party liason, house keeper and cook, I will also be playing the rolls of student, medical transportation service, and best friend going out for the usual coffee and catching a movie. HOY! Maybe I'll find another 2 or 3 gray hairs tonight.

Wow

2006-05-22T01:07:00.000-07:00

It's 4:00 AM. I'm bored. And I just xeroxed my face and right hand.

I have found my muse

2006-05-21T19:30:00.000-07:00

Yes, I have found my muse and have begun writing. Now all I need is a melody, and some music. Then I'll have a complete song. Hurrah!

Sweet jeebus

2006-05-19T21:35:00.000-07:00

I'm tired and I'm hungry. I'm so freaking busy and stressed out, that I have TWO gray hairs now! I know in my culture that it's a sign on intelligence, but damn! I've had them since I was little, but when I did get them it was only one hair. I've never had mutiple gray hairs before. I just finished making the turron for Josh's party. For those who don't know, turron is what we call "banana-que." In other words, a plantain banana with jackfruit, sprinkled with brown sugar and warpped in a eggroll wrapper. I just made 60 of them. I wanted to fry a couple, but I was too tired to do that. So I think I might have a sandwich instead. Not only that, I still have to make 4 dozen paper cranes. I also have my habitat to finish up, as well as the laundry. Some summer vacation, right?

I've just spent the last half hour singing and printing sheet music. I need to get the vocals working again. I've also been watching Team America. I was talking about starting a anti-procrastination book, and I did. YAY! I'm up to 4 reasons not to procrastinate right now. All of them have amusing reasons. I'm going to go stuff my face with another sangwich. Nighty night!

BUAHAHAHAHA

2006-05-18T13:49:00.000-07:00

I just had a thought

2006-05-17T16:33:00.000-07:00

While taking a break from demoslishing my room again, I thought of the craziest thing. I should come up with a list of reason not to procrastinate on anything. Procrastinating's one of my worst habits, and this should be funny.

Well

2006-05-17T13:19:00.000-07:00

It's day 18 of procrastination. Do you think if I started poking aroundmy room with a really long stick, something might move or jump out screaming? Yeah, me too.

See that asshole with the peace sign on his license plate, giving me the finger as he cuts me out of his lane

2006-05-16T13:39:00.000-07:00

Damn I love this song. It's called "All You Can Eat" by Ben Folds. So, here's what's going on. I ended classes last week *YEEEEESSSSSSSSS*, and now I'm procrastinating working on my room. I kind of demolished everything, so I can rid my dwelling of all the useless crap I don't need anymore. Now it looks like the town dump. I'm planning another trip to Myrtle Beach for Tommy's birthday. We're supposed to be leaving on the 17th, at midnight. So I'm going to be yelling "Happy Birthday" in our car/van/whatever we're taking into Tommy's ear, while throwing a Hostess cupcake in his face. I had such a full schedual after classes ended. In addition to the usual movie/Degrassi nights with Joyce, I had to squeeze in an impromptu Mother's Day gathering, Josh's confirmation (by the way, he wants you to know that he'll no longer be a heathen under the eyes of God this Saturday), continuous hotel hunting, registering for classes, and God knows what else. Oh look, it's George W. Douchbag on the tellie. There's some special about the Filipino soldiers in Iraq on TFC.

I was having another political conversation with my dad last Saturday, and we talked about how America has become a Social Communist country. Oh, don't deny it, people. He was talking to our neighbor about the same thing. He's from Egypt, and he was saying something about how immigration has become unfair. Regardless if the immigrants are legal or not, America wants to limit the amount of people coming into our country. It's sad that we're setting up border patrol along the southern states. The government's monitoring our phone and internet conversations. Every word we say is being reported back as we speak. I could say, "Fuck you George Bush, you're a murderor," and the CIA could be at my doorstep in 30 minutes. Since when was freedom of speech a crime in this country? Wasn't this what our forefathers fought and died for? Today every thing we do or say could be held as conspiracy. We're not in Nazi Germany. I'd rather take a slap to the wrist, than kiss the ass of our so called leader. Don't be affraid to express yourself, even when the men in black are coming after you. Illegal or, we're all still Americans and hold rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Don't allow anyone to tell you otherwise.

Recently there was also a protest in D.C. to "Save Darfur." Don't get me wrong, I'm up for helping out the citizens in foreign countries. I had an interesting thought, though. How is it that we're quick to stop the genocide of an entire group of people, but we can't do that in our own land? There are thousands of homeless people on the streets, and the country's not doing enough to help them. Even with the shelter and soup kitchens, they only allow the people to stay for a certain period of time. I respect the fact that homeless shelters only allow the people a limited amount of time, so they can better themselves and get a job. But what about those who are not able to receieve work?

I understand that the people of this country want immigrants to become U.S. citizens the legal way, but how will they get their chance if they can't cross our border. I don't think it's an issue of over population of illegal immigrants, I think it's just the fact that a selected group of Americans are intimidated by immigrants. They hate us for taking "their jobs." It was theirs for the taking as well, but they chose to throw it away. Don't punish a group of people, because we work hard. Next thing you know, there's going to be a rally in Washington D.C., full of rednecks yelling "they took errr jobs!" Do you want to know why the Hispanics and the Asians are taking all of the work? Because they're willing to work for anything. As long as they are able to get by, they'll take any job. Other races in this country want white collar jobs, but they aren't willing to become educated or work for it. Then how they hell do you expect to get by in this country? And for once, could African-Americans stop using the race card? Everytime they're denied something, it's because they're black. Or the person hates him or her, because they're black. IT'S NOT BECAUSE OF YOUR COLOR!!!
For once could you actually own up to your mistakes? Maybe you were denied a job, because you had a poor work record. Or the person doesn't like you, because of your personality. People will not bow down to you, just because you demand them to get on their knees. This blog will piss off a lot of people, but I'm not aiming to please. Could everyone think about what's going on in this country, and how they could be contributing to the downfall? I don't just mean think, but really think about it. Do you want to spend the rest of your life with the Government breathing down your neck?

Can you speak into the mic a little louder?

2006-01-16T21:30:00.000-08:00

Check, check check. Yeah, so how the hell do I work this thing?