This is was my Sunday morning looked like. I had the chance to go to Miguel's for a party and even sleep over. Tons happened that ultimately results in a postponement of parties. The door was knocked off it's hinges, there was puke and people passed out everywhere, thanks to Everclear. There's weird stains and puke juice and..ugh. Even through all that, I still had a great time. A lot of people slept over too. I slept "between Chewbacca and Marge Simpson." Snuggles all around until the puke smell got to us all.
I don't know what to say other than it was a blast and I'm making shirts for the "survivors". Haha.Oh yeah, I got a new job and a scholarship. woop woop!
Im jealous of everyone who never quit playing. I think I figured out why I put my guitar away for years. I had way too many memories attached to playing. They were good memories but it was difficult to separate feelings and songs. Yesterday, I went to Guitar Center (first time in a long time), and I enjoyed playing again. Honestly, I had a blast remembering how to play songs by The Ataris and Brand New.
I'm picking Old Mariah back up. She's gonna get cleaned, tuned and played. Maybe even make a video once I get something down again.
In case you didn't know who that is on the video, that's the future president of the new world, John Sanchez. Murp.
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
I have a happy loving cell phone. The case is covered in pink white and blue blingies and my background switches between Robin's hot dad, Queen Chrissy and Crosseyed Ashley Cocoon. Well, today, my phone was full of d-r-a-m-a! I hate that! I hate drama, man. I mean, its fun to watch on TV but the drama going on with the text messages was just ridiculous. The hangup was ridiculous.
I don't understand what the principle is when the fight is as insignificant as a ride to a party. How can anything be resolved when only one party is listening? In fact, I don't think it has anything to do with this whole "ride" debacle. There has to be something behind that. Obviously, there were tons of options that were never mentioned. Nothing about coming back to pick someone up, nothing about meeting up, nothing. Nothing because a giant wall called "dramatics" was in the way.
Today, a friend said that she can't depend on me. She said that she was done with me. I sure hope she knows what she's saying.
Hello! I'm bacccckkkkk! A couple of my friends (yeah, Danielle, it wasn't just you) have been wondering whatever happened to my blogger. Honestly,...writing a blogger for my school made me sick of writing blogs. No joke. Being forced to blog for money is not fun unless its for something like music or recipies.
The picture is more than to show off my pretty little mug. Its to show off my new cupcake watch! Hot Topic. $5. How great is that? And make fun of my pajamas all you want. They're comfortable, pink, and free.
Yes, I'm still stingy. Yes, my mom is still home. Yes, my siblings are crazy. Yes, my TV is cut. and Yes, I'm still in planning on going to Montclair State...eventually. Maybe even Rutgers if I'm feeling ballsy.
I'm super busy with school and trying to find a second job. I have to start putting in for mortgage and eventually, a jalopy.
I'm trying to stay VEGAN but its getting harder and harder as money becomes scarce. I know its the lamest excuse known to man but beggars can't be choosers. Buying my own groceries has become more of a financial burden than I thought.
ENOUGH ABOUT MONEY! ONTO BOYS!
I had a blip in the romance department back in October but that's over and done with. Mind you...OCTOBER. My single-dom has gotten to a point where my mom has been questioning my sexual orientation. This is normal. She was already married to my father for two months by the time she was my age. If I was on her timeline, I'd be popping out a baby in a few months. ew
I think this was a sufficient post for a 10 minute non-stop type-a-thon. :D I'll probably update again sometime tonight.
