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[04.14.2008 / 6:34p ] |
In a few weeks I'm going to Thailand and Japan. I hope this will be interesting. I'm also going to enter a film I made into the IV film festival... perhaps something good will come out of that.
Other than quietly going crazy, waiting for this.... period of my life to be over (SBCC and other things...), I'm enjoying myself a lot.
Most college kids get drunk a lot and become individuals. I had a realization the other day that I am not one of these people. I've spent the last 2 years getting to know a family, brittany's, very well. every weekend to be exact. I am having trouble relating to good friends lately, not all, but some... yet, some others which I rarely see I feel even closer too, even though I may not have talked with them in months.
2 years have gone by, and sometimes I feel like something that happened in high school was yesterday. I wonder, how is it that this time has passed by me so intensely fast.
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[06.21.2007 / 11:12p ] |
time has gone by
lots of adventures along highway 1, taking dogs to sand dunes.... summer school.... moving.
the year was nothing like I expected. it was strange moving out of a place that i didn't spend to much time in, especially towards the end. I wished I could have spent more time with my roomates, james, jordan, stef, sean, brennan, and bryan, but I definently had lot's of fun up in San Luis.
I'm eager to see michael moore's new movie, sicko. It looks pretty good.
As of monday I will have my own apartment. woo!
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[11.27.2005 / 11:26p ] |
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Well I certainly can't say this holiday/weekend wasn't entertaining. It started out pretty regular-- a trip to los angeles to see family. etc. I had a good time. The food kicked ass. I rode with my cuz in his Mini Couper... that thing kicked ass. We got going up to 130 on the freeway and then took a sharp turn. It was totally bad ass.
Friday: Drove back with my roomate Jeff-twas mediocre. Hung out with Brittany-twas good. Went to work-twas gayzor. Then things got good... I went over to JJ's party with Brennan, Jorbles, Sean, Kenneth, Ryan, John, and Chris. I had no idea where JJ's house was, but I jumped ahead of the pack and led them to the place of krunk with my intuition... It was pretty easy considering I just followed where the loudest apartment was.
The place was fucking packed and clearly violated fire code laws. There was at least 45 people in the less than 400 squarefoot house.
Highlights included: Steffan FREEKING out-- pure hilarious. He was wearing a Zebra Hat and some other goofy clothes that made him look so hot that I questioned my sexuality. Jordan and I yelled/questioned him "WHERE ARE THE GERBILS AT" which steffan replied "WHERE ARE MY FUCKING GERBILS AT?!" he then opened up every single cuboard+fridge+freezor+bardoor and screamed, you guessed it, where are my gerbils at? he also slammed all of their canned food and nearly broke things... well actually he did break something, JJ's neon light. By this point everyone realizes how drunk steffan is. The only person that was as drunk was this random asian kid, and Junkie the Drunkie. Junkie couldn't even stand straight-- naturally it was a good time to scream at him about how he slept with 12 year old girls, child molester, cupcake abuser, and how he was a bitch (only 3 of which are true... you be the judge). By this time I'm faded too, I also get ridiculously excited when I see bryan and micah. good times. There were approx 5 handles+beer... all of which was destroyed... half way through the party. after this I basically decided steffan was my own personal hero.
Later that week: Went to Brennan's, played poker. Poker was 2nd to getting drunk. drunkness was achieved. I peed in Brennan's mom's fine china glass as well as played pool. Brennan played some fucking awesome songs. Somewhere in here I also got stoned.
Highlight of the night was reinacting the BrokeBack Mountain Trailer with Jordan. "Why can't I quiit you?" "YEEEEEEEEEEHAH" "Oh you keeds thenk yo fukin' fonny don'tcha?"
Today I hung out with Gary, Brittany, and then went to work. twas lovely. jarrrrg
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[11.18.2005 / 10:25p ] |
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Tonight I went over to Brittany's house. As I'm about to go in I notice that her next door neighbor's house is on fire. I'm not joking, completly on fire. on of the rooms was completly smoking and flames were shooting up the window!
holy shit!
long story short, I saved a house from completly burning down
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[09.19.2005 / 9:11p ] |
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I comb the crowd and pick you out
My mouth moves too fast for you to figure it out
It starts eyes closed to fingers crossed
"To I swear, I say"
"To I swear, I say"
To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes"
To drinks at the club to the bar
To the keys to your car
To hotel stairs to the emergency exit door
To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me" I say (I say, I say, I say)
It never calls me when I'm down
Love never wanted me
But I took it anyway
Put your ear to the speaker
And choose love or sympathy
But never both
Love never wanted me
"I hoped you choked
And crashed your car"
Hey "tear catcher", that's all that you are
And ever were
From the start
I swear, I say
I swear, I say
To hands between legs, to "whatever it takes"
To drinks at the club to the bar
To the keys to your car
To hotel stairs to the emergency exit door
To the love, I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me" I say
It never calls me when I'm down
Love never wanted me
But I took it anyway
Put your ear to the speaker
And choose love or sympathy
But never both, no
To the love I left my conscience pressed
Through the keyhole I watched you dress
Kiss and tell
Loose lips sink ships
To the love I left my conscience pressed
Between the pages of the Bible in the drawer
"What did it ever do for me" I say
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[09.16.2004 / 12:47a ] |
I need an empty face so that I can paint you
I'd put wire around my neck to Prove my love for you
I'd cut my arms, Valentine, yes, I'd do that too
I want Jesus Christ's wrists
I need to double check the list
For any Angels that are due
I'd suffer this all for eyes that are true
Eyes that are blue like a moonrise hue
I want Jesus Christ's wrists
I need to run down the lists
For any angels that I missed
I need skin so white that light passes through
A barbed wire crown for the monsters that I slew
Iron nails in my wrists and my ankels ,too.
James O'Barr
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