July 2008
77 posts
The Past Few Days
I’m smiley and giddy and nervous and flighty and dizzy and frothy and light-hearted and I’m probably making you all nauseous and I’m happy about it.
June 2008
68 posts
Overcoming
Around the same time last year, I was skating with my german shepard, Jenny, when she ran in front of my board on a downhill resulting in a full frontal fall, sliding, and profusely bleeding. And a partly chipped tooth. I still skated a few times after that, but with the large amount of missing skin on my body, subconsciously I was afraid to hop back on with Jenny at the reins. So I...
Sleepover
I didn’t even bother to come home until noon today. This shit is getting ridiculous. I need to start obeying house rules again.
Dumbass
There are three prominent cuts running through my thumb. All three are evenly spaced in both height and width. The amount of blood gushing out of them is just asking for me ot faint. The pain is somewhat like that of a paper-cut. Times three. So, in a sense, it hurts like a motherfucker.
How did these come about, you ask?
I ran my finger across the razor in the shower to determine it was...
SAT Subject Scores
make me sad.
Era of Good Feelings
At the show last night, I got to thinking… ‘damn, I miss my friends.’
I thought back to when we used to get pissed drunk and go to shows at the local venue, buy a t-shirt, get into something unnecessary and/or illegal, and come home with hours to spare before the night had ended. It was nice being a rebellious kid. Emphasis on the word ‘kid’.
Most of the time it...
“Casual sex is like eating at Denny’s. It tastes good when I’m hungry, but...”
– (via manhunting)
Paint it Black by Janet Fitch
My sister wrote a beautiful piece about my father. Reading it was like a shot at my heart.
misosoup:
“It was a cherished vase that broke while you were cleaning it. The phone rang and you dropped it. Shattering, when all you wanted was to keep it safe.”
This is what I fear most. Shattering something I cherished when my intentions were to keep it safe. Killing the thing I love.
This is...
Run From Fear, Fun From Rear
Yesterday, Artie took me to the Museum of Contemporary Art, La Jolla where we saw the exhibition: ELUSIVE SIGNS: BRUCE NAUMAN WORKS WITH LIGHT.
So this Bruce Nauman guy, he experiments neon lights with puns, palindromes… wordplay, basically. Some of the pieces had (what I thought were) unnecessary sexual innuendos, but most of them made me chuckle.
After the museum, we walked a few blocks...
Good Kid
What the hell am I supposed to say when my dad clearly caught me red-handed sneaking in at five in the morning?
“Uh… I’m fully dressed but I just wanted to look pretty to go to sleep?”
I’m a good kid. I stay out all night sometimes… but I make a note to come home before the sun comes up. The disappointment on Dad’s face when I walked in this...
Watchcaseydonahue:
I DARE you not to smile watching this.
Nighttiming, Baby
Apocalypto is a great movie for reasons exceeding just the story line.
I just sprinted into my house in hopes of seeing my father fast asleep on his bed still.
I win.
Considering Becoming A Nudist
It’s almost ten pm and I’m still sweating bullets.
“Emmy and Devin can’t swim… because they’re Catholics. Because...”
– Matt; roughly what he said. But you get the idea. And HA.
All-Nighter
I haven’t slept yet. It’s 8AM.
I went to Artie’s house last night around 10PM expecting to be asleep in my bed by 11PM but time kept passing and I kept drinking.
It’s 5AM by the time my sister texts me: wow dumb dads awake now ur screwed.
Oh. Damn. Whatever. I guess I’ll just sleep here. And by sleep I mean stay up all night playing Mario Party on an old ass...
Summer Day
I’m gonna have to go ahead and slowly melt, because I don’t think my body can take the heat. If I wanted to live in Hell, I would’ve suicided already. This is getting ridiculous.
Let’s all turn Green and fight against global warming for the sake of my life. Oh. And the Earth too.
Work from 3-7PM in La Jolla. Go to Robek’s and tip me good and nice.
Ghost Of Lovers Past
I spent my evening with boys from my past.
I ran into Pat in YogurtWorld. We met late one evening a few years back in Carlo’s house… when I used to be friends with Carlo. Now Carlo and I are just neighbors that don’t cross paths. I remember liking Pat. And Patrick liking me? It’s all very fuzzy in my memory.
Dinner with Brian and Kevin. Kevin told me we’re not...
Friday
Hair Appointment: 11:00AM
Work, La Jolla: 4-7PM
Return Entourage: Season 3, Part 2; The Devil Wears Prada; While You Were Sleeping; The Breakfast Club
Maika Ball
“I just want you to be stress-free.”
– Dad, during another unnecessary temper tantrum I had, alone in my car, on a drive. Alex saw me at a stoplight crying and screaming on the phone. Embarrassing.
The Strangers
Horrible movie! No plot, no ending. The guy was hot though.
It Took Almost A Week
But I’ve finally nailed my best friend. On the phone.
Maika Ball returned from Panama a few days ago and I never recieved a phone call. Tonight, I called around, and I’ve finally found her hiding place.
She didn’t have my number.
I plan on getting really, really drunk with her. Soon afterward, we will find me a guy to lay.
VW Bug
I drove Matt, Jason, John, and myself to the Bug sitting on San Ramon.
I climbed in, the boys shoved the car, I popped the clutch, it stalled.
Tried again, boys pushed harder, the steering wheel locked, I screamed and hit the brakes, the bug stopped.
One more time, they pushed the car, I popped the clutch in first gear, the bug roared with life, I drove away, I realized I had the keys to my car...
“I hated high school. I considered it a federally-mandated purgatory where...”
– (via lolliblog)
clarawalnuts:
I’ve been in love with Jason...
My Life
I drove Matt’s VW Bug to get some food and stalled two streets away from his house. It won’t turn on.
PG
I watched Sixteen Candles for the first time this morning, and I gotta say, I’m questioning the rating.
I’m pretty sure I saw bare tits, heard sexual innuendos and a load of cursing, watched mass amounts of alcohol being consumed, and Molly Ringwald’s underwear.
Come on now.
That’s at least PG-13.
And by the way, does anyone think Molly Ringwald slightly hints of...
Prom Committee
I just woke up at 7:44AM on my first day of summer to attend a prom committee meeting, half for community service, half because I was curious how the whole thing worked.
When they were naming off possible venues, I proceeded to chortle loudly to a certain venue tied to a certain memory and a certain judgement that I will never be able to explain to a second party.
So I laughed on my own.
I Just Emailed Maheu Begging For An A
As of late, I have an 85.4% in your class with two “missing scores” counted as zeros in your grade book. The two missing essays are the 1820’s essay and the Articles of Confederation essay. I know for a fact I did these because I remember Ziada making fun of me when I compared the Articles to the “first pancake.” (You know, when you cook the first pancake the...
Pat on the Back
It’s been a horrible week, a hectic school year, a nauseating weekend, but I’m done. It’s officially summer. I brought up all my grades and I’m passing this semester with a 4.0 grade point average. All I had to surrender was my health and my social life.
Now all I have to face is the incessant “where are you going in the fall?” ‘s to which I will...
Heard this while at dinner with Emmeline, Matt,...
Caught Up
The whole week I’ve been sleeping an average of 3 to 4 hours a night doing a myriad of projects, presentations, studying. I got sick Friday night expecting just a slight reaction to the unusual sleeping pattern and how much I’ve overworked my body. Little did I know, that slight reaction was just the beginning. I’ve been sleeping for almost 24 hours; sweating, shivering,...
Life's Cruel Irony #2
I think I drove my body too hard this week studying, working, projects, life. It seems as though my immune system is on the fritz. It’s officially the time I get to rest and live my life leisurely, but I am a prisoner in my own body until I get better.
I have a sore throat, sneezing, sniffling… things that basically add up to a cold. DURING THE SUMMER.
Life's Cruel Irony
This is the first night in a while that I was allowed to go to sleep before 2AM and I took full advantage of it. I went home at 10:30PM, somewhat groggy and unresponsive to human interaction. I was exhausted. I was about to fall over.
So, I go to sleep.
And, I have a nightmare.
It’s almost 3AM … and here I am.
La Jolla
I worked for the first time at the La Jolla store as opposed to the Kearny Mesa. It’s all fun and games. The co-workers are nice, the tips are amazing, the customers are good looking (for the most part). The only problem is my racist, sexist, dirty, lives-with-his-father manager.
I gandered at the shift list, and I saw something I had expected: solely girls. Well, give or take maybe a...
Nguyen Doesn't Eat Onions
Jamie: How the hell do you hate onions? I love onions.
Madonna: You ARE an onion. You smell, you make people cry, and you have many layers.
Almost Done
Turn in scrapbook
Math final
English essay on “the value of life”
Video final
Happy 1AM, I just finished my scrapbook, and I can’t see the keyboard I’m using to type this sentence. It looks like an arts and crafts store barfed on my desk.
Now to study for my math final.
Is it normal to be in high school and have this much shit to do?
Cluttered Room, Cluttered Mind
I’m drowning in an ocean of scraps of paper and dirty laundry. I’ve now spent two hours making my 7 Essentials project (due tomorrow at noon). During the process, I’ve managed to make my room ten times messier than it had already been.
Do I relish the thought of spending several hours past midnight cleaning my crap pile of a room? No. But it must be done. At least the...
Beyonce - Upgrade You
Ever since the few hours I...
My Life Until June 17
Sleep is unneccessary when you’re about to trip over the line that determines whether or not you pass Honors Pre-Calculus.
After getting off work at 8:30PM and studying until 11:00PM, I will now advance into the bathroom where I will perform good hygenic habits, then return to my room where I will continue Season 2 of Entourage whilst doing my english project.
4 more school days of junior...
WatchDon’t judge us. Actually… go ahead. We deserve it.
For the end credits of the AP US History vid.
One Class, One Due Date, Two Projects, One Angry...
I went to sleep thinking about my history project last night and woke up this morning after dreaming about it. I called Alberto before I even put on my glasses to question him about the clips lacking editing. Long story short, I had to go to Andre’s to watch Alberto’s progress and contribute to his finishing. When I realized I couldn’t do much, I went out into the living room...
Afternoon Delight
While I wish I had some of what the original phrase entails, all I really got was a midday slumber after SATs.
It was only for an hour… but it was delicious.
Now I have to get started on the millions of projects due within the next several days.
Oh and ha, I just called Misa to let her know that Justin Timberlake was spotted at Torrey Pines yesterday during the U.S. Open (golf, not...
Work
cute coworker: Hey.
me: *smile*
cute coworker: Oh, wow, did you get your braces off?
me: Yes.
cute coworker: It looks goo-
me: -in fourth grade.
cute coworker: Uh.. oh.. are you sure.. OH, I'm confusing you with the other girl that works with me!
me: Ouch.