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"I know you don't smoke weed, I know this; but I'm gonna get you high today, 'cause it's Friday; you ain't got no job... and you ain't got shit to do." -Smokey

WTF was I thinking? I got up at 5:45 this morning, my alarm didn't even need to wake me up. I hate that I can't sleep for that long anymore. Why couldn't I do this when I was at school? I probably would have made it to all my classes. None of them even started until after 12, and I still probably only went 1/4 of the time. What a waste.

Today, I dare you to do something.

Think of something encouraging you often tell yourself. For example: Everything will be ok. Or: Don't listen to them. Or: It'll blow over. Now make a banner, making sure to follow these instructions:

1. Draw each letter of the sentence on a large piece of colored construction paper or big squares of fabric. One letter per piece. Draw them blocky so you can cut them out.
2. Cut them out.
3. Glue each one onto a piece of construction paper or fabric that is a contrasting color.
4. Then glue the edges of all the pieces of paper or fabric together to make a banner.
5. Hang the banner in a place where you or someone else might need some encouragement, for example, across your bathroom. Or between two trees so that you and your neighbors can receive encouragement from it. Or in a gas station.

An insult to the dead.

Since it's lent, I gave up meat, beer and fast food and also decided I should do something unselfish everyday.

I'm working on being a better person, yea I know how can I really be better than I am now, I am sheer amazingness. hahah.

But I feel like everything I want to eat is meat. It hasn't even been a week! and I'm going to watch the Laker game today.. and I always have a beer when I watch the game. What am I to do?

I think Sir Bering is going to be my best friend again this Lent. hahahah.. I'll just buy it at Costcooo yeeaa for 6 pk wine bottles!

Weed is like that donut you have to have at 2 am

you don't really need it, but you know you will totally get in your car and search for it until you find it.

Yesterday, I woke up baked a little and went on a bike ride and met such interesting people. I met this old black guy that gave me a picture of the Obamas, he was like hey kid, you look like you would like this. I want you to keep it forever. I couldn't say no. So I just took it and put it in my backpack and he walked away.

Then I reached a fork in the road and I couldn't decide which way to go.. I flipped a coin and went towards Manhattan. I made it about half way there and decided I wanted to read my book. Yes, I am reading a book. WEIRD, but of course I forgot it. I wanted to write/draw but I didn't have paper so fail again. So I ran, only for half a mile I couldn't go any further.

Since I was a bit lifted still, I grew hungry and because I'm a vegetarian during Lent, I really wanted this avocado sandwich, but it was in the total opposite direction in Venice. I was on a mission so Steve and I went to Venice.

On my way to Venice, you need to cross a little section where you're in the Marina, and I found people doing yoga. I stopped by for a little bit to check it out. They were such nice people. But I thought to myself, do these people not have jobs? Who knows, they all seemed like they were high too.

But I had to go, I really wanted to get that sandwich. I get there and there's the looooongest line ever. Everyone always gets the quesadillas there because they're soo good but they take forever to make.

Besides the point, I get my avocado sandwich, sorry people no pictures. I ate it all and then though oh I should of took a picture of that. But I had a conversation with some crazy bum about how "they" were looking for him and how they wanted to steal his mind because he's a genius musician and he's been hiding out for years.

I really feel that old people and crazy people are attracted to me. I feel like I just give off a vibe like hey I'll listen to your weird stories, but it is true. I can't say no so I will listen.

I think I also determined my new favorite season is Spring. I like how it's such a contrast to Winter. Winter is so depressing. I like how Spring is confused. It's new. It's change. It rains with sunshine. It's like so happy, that it has to cry.

"I think you might like this" -old black guy

It's the off beat that keeps you on track.

I woke up today with ambition.

I decided if I want to go somewhere today, I will only be allowed to ride Ranger Steve.

Pictures to come of the adventure.

Let the count down begin.

No biggie.... hahahah

So this morning I woke up to being very annoyed and lately when I get annoyed by this individual, I buy myself something.

I was listening to Taylor Swift. Yes, I really like her, haha. It's almost sometime that I don't like to admit. I remembered when I was hanging out with Baby Retard and Baby Tb-nis on Sunday, that they liked her. So I called the G Lil up and I was like hey did you want to see Taylor Swift with me? and she was like ahhhhh yesssss!!!

So I looked up tickets, of course Staples Center was sold out. The next closest place was San Diego, luckily I got us 3 tickets to see her!

I am soo excited!

And on a side note, I also bought a 3 day pass for Coachella. I've never been so I decided to just go everyday. hahah.

There's cumfetti in your cake, what?

Monday night, I attempted to make a pizza but I failed because I was too busy playing with my tables and burnt it.

So I hit up my sister to see if she ate dinner yet, she said no. So I headed down to Newport. My sister said she literally lives 4 houses away from the beach and then 4 houses from the bars. I didn't believe her, but she was not lying.

We get sushi. I feel every time I visit her we always get sushi and of course, Kendy came along. Kendy is her roommate/bff/everything. Clarissa was being a party pooper so Kendy and I decided to sake bomb.

After dinner we went to this "party." The birthday girl was so drunk that she was convinced I was my sister. They had these amazing jello shots that I'm going to try to attempt to make very soon.

I felt so old being there, so I just did what I do best and got drunk and talked to randoms.

Overall, it was a good night. I have some funny stories that I will write about later but I'm waiting for the email.

Walk around with yayo, all in my nasal I must have been craze yo

I forgot to mention I completed boot camp!!

woohoo! I went to the 'graduation' at scratch. It was pretty fun watching the next level DJs spin their 6 song set.

Adrian and Monster came out and I think Adrian is going to take a class with me! I'm so excited. We decided we're gonna get so good we can spin each other.

Here are some pictures. (I take so many pictures now because of this blog)

I bet you're in a bar, cause I'm always your last call...

Saturday, Bianca and I went on an adventure to the J Lounge to check out Hapa and 4tify spin some records.

We order drinks, but this is where I have a huge problem about going to places that aren't bars. I feel that I'm not supposed to order a beer and that is ALL I really like to drink. Beer is very consistent and always under $10. It's definitely my comfort zone.

Mother ordered the goose and cran. I should have followed her lead haha no I decide I want a fun glass and order a raspberry lemon drop. I had maybe a sip and decided it was nast. Bianca liked mine better so we switched.

I just think it's funny that I used to only drink vodak water with a splash of lemon, but now it's so gross to me. I need to go back to old school days.

We stayed there for a little bit because I was only going to watch Hapa and 4tify because Think from my bootcamp asked me to go. I definately concluded that I just will never dance. I hate it. I just can't do it. I can't do it sober, I can't do it drunk. It's just impossible for me. Hence, the reason why I wanted to DJ, I like being at the places where they dance haha but I just personally won't do it. I'm a huge fan of the head nods.

This is probably why I am a fan of going to shows over clubs. I mean both you get sweaty, drinks are ridiculously over priced, and you have randoms rubbing up on you.

If I was a soc major, my thesis would be about bars vs. lounges vs clubs for sure.
Maybe in a later blog I will expand on this idea.

like a virgin.. oi oi oi!

"jack rabbit, dildos and anal sex. do you really need to pick which conversation you want to join in? it's already chosen for you."

I found the tickets for Dropkick. I was very smart, search and distroyed my room and then realized that I put the tickets in my car so I WOULDNT loose them. Don't worry though, I cleaned it the next day.

So off to Westwood to pick Heatherina from work. I just LOOOOVE traffic on Wilshire, not. As I mentioned before, I haven't been to the Palladium in years. I could only rememeber it was down Sunset, but I couldn't remember how far down. Heather and I decided to stop by Hairroin to vist Marky Marc so we could ask him how far down it was.

Since I am practicing the secret, I told Heather that we need to believe we would find parking. We found parking on the street IN Hollywood.

Marc was finishing up with a client, but since it wassss FRIDAY... it's of course champagne Friday's at Hairroin. So we pre-gamed before the show.

Turns out the Palladium is 2 blocks away! PERFECT!! so we went across the street to Big Wangs to get a pitcher and some cheese sticks since I haven't ate all day.

Heather took a pictures of me holding up the tickets to the show, and the guys outside were like "heeey, were going too!!"

Doors opened at 6:30. Show starts at 7:30. We were at Big Wangs til about 9:30ish. I decided to go up to the guys that were going to the show and ask them what time they were planning on heading over since Heather and I don't know anything about this band. They were like we were about to just ask you the same. They asked me if I wanted to join them I told them I had to ask my friend first. 'G' not a 'Q' said why not. We get back to the table and they ordered us Irish Car Bombs, they said it was a must since we were seeing Dropkick.

I've never had one in my life! But I think it's because I don't like Guiness. Since I cannot say no I agreed. One of the guys said Don't worry it taste like Starbucks. I said so like coffee? He said no like Starbucks.

Yadda yadda, we head over to the show with perfect timing again! The band went on within 5 minutes of us getting there. Unfortunately, we didn't have wristbands to get onthe main floor, but never to worry with The Kid, I got Heather and I on the floor with my sneaky skills.

I lost Heather within the first song because she "couldn't do a mosh pit since she didn't have health insurance." lol

I got up to the front and there was a point where they wanted me to go on stage. I declined because I was scared they would want me to sing and I didn't know any of the words to any of their songs, but regardless I did have a "missed connection" hahahha.

Sometimes shuffle is the best thing everrr!!

Enjoy.

When I watch you, wanna do you, right where you're standing, yeahh!

TGIF!!!

I miss the lezzy bfff! We used to say TGIT, because we didn't have class on Fridays, who would do that?? I did it first semester the end, never again.

So a few months ago, I bought a certain asshole tickets to see Dropkick Murphys. Shit happened, and I decided he didn't deserve them, so instead of them going to him or to waste, since thats actually synonymous, I decided that I'm going to go.

My old roommate Heather, "G" not a "Q," is going to go with me on this adventurous show at the Palladium. I Haven't been there since they redid it. I am very excite haha. Although, the problem is, we both don't know any of their songs, but since they're Irish we figured you can't go wrong with drinking.

But of course, I think I lost the tickets. This is the number one reason why I don't like to clean my room. I have everything in a certain place that I know where it is. Then I clean and put things away and I can't remember for the life of me where I put things. Then I tear my room apart to look for just one thing and it's a mess again. I feel like it's somewhat of a controlled chaos.




Today is also the last day of bootcamp, I'm sad about it. But I think i'm going to take the next level so I can have maddd skillz. lol

I cannot get this song out of my head!!

On a side note.

One of my 7foot Laker boyfriends was traded today. He didn't get much play time and it was eventually bound to happen, but regardless he will be missed.


Click here to read about the trade.

Since I cannot sleep.

I really need to stop taking naps.

So about a week ago I embarked on this journey of cleaning my room. For some reason, it is the hardest thing for me to do. I just don't know how to start. Like, do I throw everything thats on my bed to the floor and make my bed first? Do I try to figure out what's clean and whats not?

I ended up just washing everything that wasn't put away. I know half of that stuff was clean. I know so wasteful, but maybe this time I'll just keep up with it. New life, new goals right?

As I was cleaning my room, I thought that I should maybe paint my walls to make it more 'adult.' But then I remembered why I painted them yellow -because every morning when I wake up it will be a sunshine day. Ha ha, it's so lame, but honestly ever since I'm moved back home I've woke up in a good mood.

As I learned in color theory, color can define a mood.


This was the many water and IBC root beer bottles I found lol. I just had to add this in there.

It's official

I can't believe I'm spending money I don't haveeee! SOOO glad I don't have a credit card.

I am officially going to see the LAKERS in PORTLAND! I am soo excited only 2 and half weeks away! I've never been on a plane by myself before, but I figured it would be a great exercise to start talking to random people. Yes, I decided I am going to be that random person you just meet and you talk about. Like when you have those strange, I met this person today, he/she was so weird stories. That's going to be me.

I will be leaving March 6th through the 10th. Ahhh! I totally have another excuse to wear my rainboots! I might even just get some new ones for the trip!

I also would like to mention that being a procrastinator does have it's advantages sometimes. I was going to buy my plane ticket last week but decided to do it today instead. I was able to get a round trip ticket for only $160! That is such a steal considering, last week it would have been $315.

I also decided to just get nosebleed tickets to see the Lakers in Portland. It's my tester city. I've never seen them play anywhere else but the Staples Center. I don't want to get killed my first time being "that" person.

I think I'm dying.

It was raining. I was late, of course, totally read the paper wrong.. class started at 10 not 11. Everything was pointing towards, you will have a fuct day.

I arrive at Rehab around 10:32, pretty fucking late, but luckily I wasn't the latest one. Hapa and this other chick was waiting on 2 other people.

My instructor is the DJ HAPA. He's probably one of the coolest mother fuckers I've ever met in my life. He is so chill, down to earth, has crazy skills, basically just oozes siiiiickness.

He kicked off the day talking about himself and then asking us what our DJ names are cause thats what we're going to go by for now on. I'm still working on what it should be. He said DJ name is your alter ego, I already have so many I just don't know which direction I want to go with. I want to combine them all, but I need to figure out a name that sums it all up. Suggestions are welcome.

We basically learned the history of DJing. I'll probably drop some knowledge on you in daily conversation sometime. We learned basic music theory, like beats, bars, phrases. I guess DJing is like playing a percussion instrument. Then, we concluded the day with learning basic scratching skills.

Around 1:30ish, Hapa was like I'm hungry and since the class only consisted of 4 people he decided to take us to lunch. I thought that was pretty cool, cause we were able to talk to him and ask him a bunch of questions. He told us stories about his DJing around the world to when he would DJ his parties when he was at UCLA.

Overall, pretty fuckin amazing day. Earlier in the day he asked us all what our "day" jobs were, I told him I was a graphic designer. When I was leaving, he asked me what kind of stuff I designed and he asked me what my style was. I said I would bring my book in, too bad I'm still working on it. But how fresh would tht be, if I got design something for him to wear.. It inspired me to work on my side project kpeace:the purpose a little more.






on a side note: what does it mean when your stomach feels like it's on fire? like burning because your stomach acids is floating outside of your stomach? haha

BOOTCAMP!

I'm off to bootcamp for a a week. I'll be learning how to DJ hahah. I need to think of a coool DJ name. Nothing comes to mind. I have too many nicknames, so I think I might just pick one of those to make it easier on myself. I'm pretty nervous about this. I can't believe I really signed up for it. I'm usually just a talker, but new life.. new ambitions and I did promise myself this year I wasn't going to flake anymore. So far, so good. I'll write about my first day later.

PEACE OUT!

hahah I'm so dumb.

Friday morning, my sister asked me if I could take her and her boyfriend to LAX at 5 am! She's crazy, but since I'm just soooo nice I said I would. On the car ride to the airport, we established my favorite word is fuck. I use it in every other sentence. I should really try to stop. But this is not the point of my story. 

I HATE dropping/picking up people from the airport, especially at LAX. I always feel like people are honking at me and then I get too stressed out, but regardless, if you ask me to do it I most likely will say yes. So I drop them off, it wasn't as bad since it was so early in the morning. I am half asleep, still drunk, and just not paying attention. I see a sign that says 405/Sepulveda. I'm like yes thats what I want. (p.s. Ive been to LAX sooo many times and KNOW how to get home from there) I go on this little journey which I for some reason THINK is the 405. NO. I was wrong. I was on PC FUCKING H. How did that happen? I have no idea..  So i'm going on my way passing Manhattan, passing Hermosa, passing Redondo and it is still not clicking that hello? you are totally going the wrong way. I was just thinking wow the city lig

hts look so nice this time of day with no one on the roads. Then I see a sign that says PALOS VERDES. I drove 30 minutes SOUTH of my house. 

I am an idiot. I know this, but oh well. A 10 minute drive, turned into an hour journey.

I talked to the idiot today.

Standing at the back door
She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood
It fell like broken glass
She said sometimes love slips away
And you just can't get it back
Let's face it

For one split second
She almost turned around
But that would be like pouring rain drops
Back into a cloud
So she took another step and said
I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it

I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Another glass of whisky but it still don't kill the pain
So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain
He says it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday
Gotta face it.

Cause' I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted

She kept drivin' along
Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side
He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear
For the first time in a while

Hey, yeah,
Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one day and find
That I've let all these years go by
Wasted

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing
The still of the morning, the color of the night
I ain't spending no more time
Wasted

Day 2.5.

PHO SHOW!

Last night, I went to gt PHO for the first time ever. Melissa took me to this place in Culver City called PHO SHOW!! how funny is that. She warned me it was a different taste, and that it was. It tasted like water with noodles, but then you add stuff in it like limes and weird leaves and white thingys. Overall, I really liked it. PHO= water noodle soup.

After we got PHO, we decided to get a drink at the 90 West. This bar is probably the smallest place in the world. I think my bedroom is bigger than this bar. Of course, I forget Melissa doesn't drink beer and this bar wasn't a fully stocked bar. I got a Heinken Light. FAMILY DRINK!. and then she had to head back to the valley since she has/ had? class at 8AM.

It's around 10:30 and I just didn't feel like going home, but since everyone either has work or class. I just went home but LUCKILY Katy called me. She mentioned how she wanted to drink and I said I wanted to drink, so we decided to both get champagne and talk on the phone while we cleaned our rooms. Appearently, her's was just as bad as mine. What a relief I'm not the only one. Then we had the most brilliant idea ever...... to.. SKYPE!
(Skype: software that allows users to make telephone calls over the Internet. Calls to other users of the service and to free-of-charge numbers are free, while calls to other landlines and mobile phones can be made for a fee. Additional features include instant messaging, file transfer and video conferencing.)

So, instead of cleaning our rooms, we spent at least and hour trying to figure out how to use SKYPE. We eventually did and played drinking games. It's the best thing ever drink with your friend and not be an "alcoholic." hahah


ps. side story from earlier in the day. The night before my friend Joe gave me a lemon from his lemon/orange/3 other fruit tree. I was planning on making lemonade from my single lemon, but I was up in my room, and extremely lazy so I decided to just eat the lemon like as if it was an orange. BAD IDEA!. It smelled soooo good but my stomach was on fire for like 4 hours after. So when life gives you lemons, DEFINATELY don't just take it.

Day 2.

Today. I woke up at 7:17 am. I felt that it wasn't time to physically get up. So I played brickbreaker until about 9:30. That game is so addicting. I kept saying okay, one more, one more. Then I started to think about my blog and what I was going to write about today. In general, what are you supposed to write about in a blog? what you do everyday? who really wants to read that?? I understand celebrity blogs because I read that shit. ahhah. But Should i write everyday? even if nothing that exciting happens? Or is a blog, motivation to make exciting things happen to you?

ps. my room is still not finished. I just can't commit to finishing it.

Day 1.

Today. I make blog. why? because I needed to clean my room. LONG OVERDUE.
I wanted to post pictures of my messy room somewhere.

Enjoy. Don't worry I'll post pics of the after soon. hahah "soon"..