[[2008-07-03 || Yes! Social Justice!! xx
.Music// My Dick :: Mickey Avalon
.Random// I looooove stupid people, I do, I do.
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So this isn't exactly something I brag about, but I get a huge kick out of watching
A Shot of Love, Tila Tequila's bisexual dating show. My old roomie and I used to follow the first season just because it was so damn hilarious and soooo badly scripted. For example, I'm pretty sure most all-American famillies don't pull out their titties for the dinner guests to fondle. (I have a point, I promise. Bear with me for a moment). Also, we were pretty damn sure that she was a
closet straight because honestly - at the end of season one, she chose a guy instead of the girl that OBVIOUSLY would have been a better match. And then she dumped him, so she could come back for season two. I mean really. Can I get some epic "lol"s?
Anyways, I know I'm behind the times when it comes to celebrity gossip, but I came across an article a couple days ago that make me literally DIE laughing. Are you ready? Cause,
OH GOD. Tila Tequila claims to be the reason why gay marriage has been legalized in California. And I quote
"It is because of me — I definitely think [my show] has helped the movement... before it came out, everyone was still a little apprehensive about [same sex relationships]. Then they realized, 'Wow, everyone is really into this stuff, and it is fine.' The next thing you know, [gay marriage] is legal," SAYS THE GIRL THAT DEEP-THROATED A PICKLE. That is one of the most ridiculous things I've heard in a while - and I hear a fair amount of stupid things. Why yes, she is definitely the undisputed symbol of social justice. God bless America.
While we're on the topic of Tila Tequila - I came across Hot Rod's "I Like to Fuck" (feat. Tila Tequila and Boniface). I've heard it a couple times before in passing, since I definitely recognized the beat (which is a shame because it's actually really catchy - WHY MUST IT BE SO CATCHY?!?!) but I never really paid attention to the lyrics in the chorus and after looking them up, I have to say - this song wins my vote for the "WORST SONG EVER" award. Hmm.. check out some of these lyrics:
(Tila Tequila): I like to fuck sexy boys, sexy girls/I like to fuck leather pants, jehri curls/I like to fuck, suck cock untill i hurl/I like to fuck everybody in the world (micheal jackson)... Suckin on my titties so milky/I gets dirty with it im so filthy/Do it like ya wanna make it baby yeah milk me/If it aint yours you can still come an drill me
Heeheehee... AHAHAHAHAHHAHAA. I'm going to go sit in a corner and laugh for the next 3 days.
In other omglolicon news,
this greatly amused me. Can you say FAIL? Another really amusing topic from the past couple of weeks - the Gloucester High School
pregnancies. Now, while the entire affair is pretty damn hilarious within itself, the best part of it is that we've finally found our old middle school principal. I'd heard about the pregnancies, but I didn't notice that it was the same person until we all got a mass emailing from Aroon titled "Everyone who went to Redwood deserves to read this." PWAHAHAHAHA. Anyways, he left the year that my class graduated for bigger and better things and he's now the superintendant over at Gloucester. Well, it's good to see that he's moving up in life =)
Teeheeheeeeeee XD Two jokes rolled into one - making fun of the way he used to say (or NOT say) "schedule" and poking fun at pregnancies in general. This is made for Project [Na], but you won't see this for maybe another week or so. TEASER STATUS!!!
And speaking of Project [Na] it's me and
Smos's new project. We've been working really hard on
PROJECT [Na] (read: Sodium) for the past week or so and we've set the release date for Monday, July 7th! This is the most recent out of our crazy projects (e.g.Bromine, Potassium, etc) that we always talk about and get halfway through planning, but this one is actually holding up really well. We're in the final stages of getting everything ready, and we're basically stoked to the point of insanity. OH MY GOD ARE YOU READY FOR THIS?!!!? (I love to tease. Last year when we were working on Project
, we drove everyone INSANE by bringing it up in conversations, and then being super secritive and laughing about it. I felt a little bad when it ended up falling though, but good times all the same XD)
This is a conversation that I saved from quite a couple weeks ago that I've been meaning to post. This takes place after I made a comment about how a lot of blogs are run by 15 year olds and how I felt really old and stalkerish.
ocEA: hm well we were once 15 sgot
RAHH: true
ocEA: soon we're going to be the creepy old people still on the internets
ocEA: and people will be like
ocEA: why do you still keep a blog w/ link exchanges with people who are 15 years younger than you!?
ocEA: omlol why do you have kids?!
ocEA: i kind of hope i still keep blogging when i have kids!
ocEA: that would be fun
RAHH: yeah most def
RAHH: blog topic of the week - what ridiculous thing did your child do this week?
ocEA: ooh ooh
RAHH: well today
RAHH: my little girl tried to eat the kitten
Scratch that. I'm going to go sit in a corner and roll around and laugh for the next three YEARS.
EDIT: OH MY GOSH I just found a neo-classical metal version of Modest Mussorgsky's "A Night on Bald Mountain." MY LIFE IS OFFICIALLY COMPLETE <3
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 20:10:43 ]
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[[2008-06-28 || Music xx
.Music// Umbrella (Rihanna Cover) :: All Time Low
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Sgot, Risa, and I hung out last night, and at some point Risa told me that I had to burn her another mix cd (by "mix cd" she actually means "set of mixed CDs," like I did last year). It's all cool though, because I really like making mix CDs and playlists for my friends, especially Risa since she likes almost everything and actually listens to them <3 (A huge part of the reason why Unquiet, now Castrophany, has always been partially dedicated to her) I still remember the first two CDs I burned for her - it was sophomore year, and they were from songs on my first two song quizzes. This led up to a conversation of how Sgot and I like to go back to old song quizzes from four years ago (God, has it really been that long?) and try to solve them again, or use them as playlists. Sgot mentioned that she liked looking back at them, and thinking about all the memories that are associated with the songs and why we chose them in general.
For example, I can't listen to "Somebody Told Me" by The Killers without laughing and thinking of Stephen. They used to play it a lot on the radio, and we only listened to the radio when we were in the car, so naturally my mom started recognizing some of the songs after they were played over and over again. One day, she said, "this song is a lot like Stephen!" What? "Yeah! 'Somebody told me, that you had a boyfriend, who looked like a girlfriend!!'" No mom... you didn't catch the last line. She took that quote and thought it meant that my boyfriend looked like he could have been a girlfriend, and applied it to the fact that Stephen had long hair and that once Teena's mom thought I was holding hands with a girl when she passed us walking back from Safeway. Oh mom... hahahaah.
Another example - "Stacy's Mom" by Fountains of Wayne brings back so many memories of freshman year and drumline camp the summer before. Drumline camp was a weekend in the middle of July where we beat the shit out of ourselves to get ready for the upcoming season. Blood, sweat, grime, and family - I still remember it. Anyways, we decided at Rib Crib the night after camp ended that instead of lying around the house nursing our sore muscles and bemoaning our terribly harness-tanned shoulders, we should get the drummer chicks together and go wreak some havoc around town. That day was a blur - I remember spending the entire day with them (Kristin, Lee-SUH, Sumo, and Vicky - Jessie never came anywhere with us) but the only thing I remember is watching Pirates of the Caribbean. The first one. Other than that, I only have one more memory, but this one is even more vivid - listening to "Stacy's Mom" off a mix CD Sumin brought SEVENTY-THREE times. Sumin, Vicky, and I were dancing and singing in the back seat, Kristin was in the front seat ignoring us (she had given in seventy plays ago), Lee-Suh was driving and was ready to turn around and MURDER us. Fast forward a couple of months - most of the drumline (+ Risa) went to the homecoming dance together and we had a bit of a ride crisis, so we arrived late. A couple seconds after we walked in, the DJ started blasting "Stacy's Mom" and everyone groaned. Us? We yelled in delight, dragged our poor dates over to the dance floor, and started yelling along at the top of our lungs and dancing like maniacs in a circle. We sang that song all the fucking time. I was so sick of it by the end of the year. On a side note, around that time, Killboy Powerhead wrote a detailed story based on the song, except spelled the main character "Stacey" after one of our mutual friends. It was a pretty damn awesome story, but Stacey hated it (which in retrospect, was probably what he was going for anyways). It's been so long...
Then there's songs that I just associate with certain people. For example, whenever I hear "Adam's Song" by Blink 182, "New American Classic" by Taking Back Sunday, "The Artist in the Ambulence" or "Stare at the Sun" by Thrice, I think of Kaveh, and the time we sat to the side of our campsite last relay for life and just played and sang along. We were both in a strange mood then - it was right after the luminaria walk (where every lights candles and does a lap of silence). We did a couple more laps without saying a word to each other, we just walked next to each other and held the melting candles in the ghetto paper cups, thinking of those we knew that had fought and lost the battle against cancer while simultaneously trying not to burn ourselves. We were both annoyed, as a lot of other people on our team didn't seem to care about the idea behind the luminaria walk - they were running and laughing, trying to set each other's cups on fire, or trying to snuff out each others candles. We talked a little after that, and even though we didn't really say that much, there were just mutual feelings of understanding for what we were both trying to convey. After we sang in our dark little corner, it was about 2AM and we decided that we had been emo enough, grabbed MRex, and then went to Carrow's for bottomless hot cocoa.
There's a whole mess of songs that remind me of Tom or my Sgot. I can't listen to anything off The Mark, Tom, and Travis Show without thinking of Tom and the time that we sat in his room and sang along to it while he played the entire thing on his bass. That was a lot of fun. I think of him everytime I hear Hurricane Chris's "Ay Bay Bay," as well, since we used it to scare off a certain first floor creeper once. Hahaha. For Sgot, most of these include the entire Flight of the Conchords discography, a bunch of songs off of Bowling for Soup's
A Hangover You Don't Deserve, and "Absolutely (Story of a Girl)" by Nine Days. I remember when she first showed me Flight of the Conchords - we ran around singing it to everyone, and basically ruined the FotC experience for quite a few of our friends. These lists go on and on, but you get the point.
The last song that I wanted to share my thoughts on is All Time Low's cover of Rihanna's "Umbrella." I've hated that song, ever since I first heard it senior year. I am not a fan of her voice, and I thought it was just a stupid stupid song that was overrated, and overhyped - David loved it. We had heated debates over it all the time, and from then on, every time I heard that song (or Akon's "Bartender") I think of him. And then I went to college. About a week after school had started, it was raining (stupid dyslexic New York weather, really) and I had decided that I was going to try and become friends with the rain. Armed with board shorts and flip flops, I made it my mission to jump in every puddle on the way to calculus. I was with Rob C at the time, and he kept telling me that even though it's raining more than ever, we'll still have each other, and to come and stand under his umbrella ella ella eh eh eh. I told him to shove it up his butt and to screw it because there was no way that I was going to stand under an umbrella. He got mad at me them, and put away the umbrella, saying that if I chose not to take his offer and share it with him, he had no choice but to not use it either, as people passing by would call him a douchebag for staying dry and letting me get soaked by the rain. And so since then, everytime I heard the song I would think of David and Rob. Mid-April of this year, I got my hands on the Punk Goes Crunk album, and heard All Time Low's cover of this song. And. I. LOVED. It. When I listen to All Time Low, every time without fail I think of Melissa and Tom. Melissa, for getting me into All Time Low and being there with me at warped tour when the guitarist showed everyone his bright blue "Get Low" boyshorts, and Tom, for being the only other person I know that knew of this band before I said anything. I'll never forget his reaction when he heard "The Girl's A Straight Up Hustler" come up on my playlist - "OH MY GOD YOU KNOW ALL TIME LOW?!?" to which I responded, "OH MY GOD YOU LISTEN TO ALL TIME LOW?!?!" (I may be paraphrasing, but you get the point). Anyways, I found myself quoting the lyrics to "Umbrella" in my AIM status, profile, and away messages, just because I liked it so much. It's silly, especially since the lyrics were exactly the same as they were when Rihanna performed it - it's just that the feel All Time Low gave the song made it a million times better. I remember the confused IMs I got from David and some other people during that period, asking if I had gone crazy since I had once sworn that I would never like that song.
And I've been listening to it all day, and thinking of these four. And I just wanted to share that with all you lovely people. Good night!
These fancy things, will never come in between, you're part of my entity, here for infinity. When the war has took it's part, when the world has dealt it's cards, if the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart. Because - when the sun shines, we'll shine together, told you I'll be here forever, said I'll always be a friend, took an oath, I'ma stick it out till the end.
[EDIT JUNE 29]
CASTROPHANY - Rotation 21 (launched June 29)
1. Hollaback Boy - Cobra Starship
2. Megan - Bayside
3. Over The Hills and Far Away - Sonata Arctica
4. The Boys of Summer - The Ataris
5. Umbrella - All Time Low
6. You Give Love A Bad Name - Atreyu
7. Darling Nikki - Foo Fighters
8. Take On Me - Reel Big Fish
9. This Is Halloween - Marilyn Manson
10. Head Like A Hole - AFI
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 00:00:32 ]
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- - - - "like gunshots heard against the silent night, my love is stronger than those words" - - - -
[[2008-06-28 || I Had a Dream About You Last Night... xx
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"Like she wrote once, and I’m paraphrasing, 'some people come into our lives and leave footsteps on our hearts, so that we are never ever the same again.' The only thing I don’t like about what she wrote is that the wording makes it seem like the footsteps, the moments in time, are the things that change us. I don’t think she realized, when she wrote it, that she has not only single-handedly changed me, but also each and every person she knows. She brings so much beauty and life in the things that aren’t expected to be beautiful and lively that no one can see things the way they did before meeting her after meeting her. Her being her, she would not cautiously leave footprints on our hearts, but dive into our hearts, head first, imprinting her body on every dark corner of each one of our hearts, lightening it, brightening it. She changes us in ways we wouldn’t expect. Unpredictable. But she is right about one thing: I am never ever the same again." - from "unpredictable" by Van
I had a dream about you last night. Although it wasn't so much a dream as a semi-conscious recollection of old memories from the past, and when I woke up an hour before my alarm went off, my first thought was to remember to pack more bananas for track practice later in the afternoon. Except then I realized that I wasn't part of the track team anymore, and that I wouldn't have had anyone to share that extra banana with anyways.
I don't remember exactly how I first met you - probably through a mutual friend, but I know that I knew who you were before the season started in spring. I remember that I had made another friend join the team with me because none of my other friends were doing track that year, and I was afraid that I would be bored and lonely, and you know how my productivity goes down like crazy when I'm bored and lonely, but seeing you at practice every day and talking to you during the breaks made it a lot better. You were always in a good mood, and you were always friendly to me, just because that's who you were.
I remember when I hurt my leg pretty bad the first couple weeks of training, and the coach told me to do crazy sets of push-ups and sit-ups instead of the normal routine. I sat on the side and fumed while I watched the other sprinters go by, pissed off at myself for being so stupid and pushing myself too hard. You were a distance runner, and even though you were practicing around the neighborhood and off campus, you still came to talk to me during your breaks. I remember when I started running again, I got really terrible cramps and you told me that I should eat more bananas because they had potassium and helped keep the cramps away (and were good for me anyways). I wasn't a huge fan of bananas before that, but you got me in the habit of eating them.
You told me after practice once that I was oblivious to things, and you told me kindly about what had been going on with a mutual friend. Up until that point, I hadn't realized the extent of the situation. I knew that he had been depressed first semester, and I knew what he was doing, but I never knew why - I think that I had just never had the nerve to ask, because I didn't want to pry. At first, I was mad at you for telling me, and then I was mad at you for not telling me earlier, but then I realized that you were just being a good friend. You were there for him the entire time, and you were there when it had blown over to let me know, for both his sake and mine. I felt terrible, you gave me a hug and told me not to worry about it, and then we went to get ice for your shin.
You know what? I guess I still am oblivious to some things, as something slightly similar happened last semester. I wouldn't have thought anything of it until I heard about what had happened to you about two weeks later. I didn't know why the news hit me so bad at that time - I think it was the overall shock, and even though I hadn't considered us good friends since sophomore year, it still hit pretty bad. A very good friend offered to take care of me when he noticed that I wasn't right, but I pushed him away - I needed some time on my own, to remember. A lot of thoughts ran through my head that night, old memories of laughing with you, picking on William, and how much things have changed. There's a huge gap between about midway through sophomore year to the beginning of my senior year where I can't remember anything detailed about you - I guess we just never really saw each other that much because you were a grade above me. I thought a lot of my last memory of you - it was at the beginning of my senior year, right before you guys all left for college. Stephen and I had gotten in a huge fight over something (I don't remember what it was anymore) and right in the middle of it, either you or Sammie (or both?) called Stephen about a black and white affair for a joint birthday party and said that we were both invited. I was surprised that you had invited me, as we hadn't really hung out in a while, so I went. But you never showed up. I never really understood that - because you had seemed so excited about it when I saw you on campus the day before, I thought that maybe you had had a bad day or something, but I never got a chance to ask - and from the rumors it wasn't really my place to ask either.
Now that I think about it, I think that was the last time I saw you - it's the last time that I remember anyways. I still remember getting the call that night four months back - I couldn't believe it. I didn't understand, nobody else understood, and I wished so bad that I could have seen you one last time, to understand. But that's me being selfish, wanting to know answers to questions that I didn't really know to ask until it was too late. And I don't know why I'm thinking about it now, why I had that dream about you. I think it was because I read what William and Van posted, but they were so much closer to you that I don't know why I felt the need to write something as well.
I want you to know that you're an amazing person, and that even though we haven't kept in touch in ages, I still think about you from time to time. I hope you find what you've been looking for, wherever you are now. Rest in peace.
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 00:00:32 ]
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[[2008-06-27 || A Note To My Two Insane Friends xx
.Music// Sadie Hawkins Dance :: Relient K
.Random// Come on sucker, lick my battery!
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Dear Sgot and Risa,
Fuck you two asshats (but more Sgot) for choosing QCup as our dining destination earlier in the evening and letting me have caffiene and insane amounts of MSG and sugar at such late hours (as in less than 8 hours before I go to bed). It's almost 4am. And I can't sleep.
Love and some [choice] verses, Tiffany.
PS: AT LEAST I DON'T HAVE TO GET UP FOR WORK/CLASS TOMORROW MORNING!!!! WAHAHAHAHAAHHA!!!! SUCK ITTTTTT <3
PPS: (to Risa) NO, you are not allowed to try and get me drunk. Yes, that involves fondue. And no more trying to convince Sgot to take naked photos of her roomie making babies, as I'm pretty sure she is not looking for a way to secure a foothold in the porn industry.
I love you people, don't you forget it XD
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 03:59:01 ]
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[[2008-06-25 || Warped Tour, Summer Goodbyes, and Romantic Moonlit Walks xx
.Music// Champagne's For Celebrating (I'll Have a Martini) :: Mayday Parade
.Random// I can't find my stunna shades =( OH TRAGEDIES OF TRAGEDIES, MY TEARS CAME DOWN IN STREAMS, FOR WHAT I THOUGHT WERE MANGO BISCUITS, NOTHING MORE THAN CUSTARD CREAMS!
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If there's one thing that gets me every time, it's passion. Let me explain. My dad and I have been getting along a lot better these past two weeks. It's not that we didn't get along before, I just never really felt that close to him, which is a really terrible thing to say. Dont get me wrong, my dad is a really good dad, he's an amazing dad actually, really supportive and always willing to help, but my personality is very independent. I like to plan things out on my own, and to do things at my own pace so that would usually be where we'd have disagreements. I've been having a... well, a really strange summer, to sum it up. Not to say it's a bad summer, it's just a little weird. I had a huge case of culture clash and my morals are all mixed up in my head, along with realization of all the bullshit academic politics and pressure that go on under the thin shiny film of our "bubble" (my sister's been dealing with some weirdness recently, and if she ever has to go through all the ridiculousness I had to deal with, I honestly don't think she'll be able to handle it), a couple of my friends in my year who are the youngest child in the family have moved/are in the process of moving to other cities because of the insane price of houses in our area, and mainly, just trying to figure out exactly what I want to do with my life. I never really have deep conversations with my dad (the last one I can remember was maybe during Christmas break, when I was trying to decide if I should switch my major) and we just sat down and talked for a while a couple of days ago - it was pretty nice. He rambles a lot, which bothers me sometimes, but he really has a lot of good things to say, and a really interesting perspective. My dad is a really hardworking person - he has a lot of passion for what he does, and I always forget about all the cool things he's done. And I admire him for that. There are few people that I actually admire - I mean, I definitely get the "wow that's really cool" feeling a lot, but rarely do I find myself thinking about it a couple days later and feel obligated to write a blog post about it XD
I had a "blast from the past" recently. Does anyone remember Jackie Chan Adventures? It ran from 2000-2005 on WB and Cartoon Network and was fucking hilarious (well, the first two seasons anyways, I stopped watching it after that). I found the entire first season on youtube and a handful of episodes from the other seasons and have been watching them. I love Uncle. I remember when Justin and Justin used to run around yelling "AI-YAHHHHHHH," "AND ONE MORE THING," and "YOU FORGOT UNCLE'S CURRY POWDAH!" Ahh, those were the days.
Laurel left for Irvine on Sunday, so a bunch of us (Laurel, Kristy, Byron, Justin, David) got together to hang out one last time (oh god that sounds so emo) last Friday. A couple of us went to Chipotle for lunch, and then drove over to Justin's new house (Byron promptly got peed on by G, who was running around, projectile peeing and wagging his tail crazily, trying to lick David). We messed around with his new wii fit for a bit, and then tried out his home karaoke system. He only had Asian music and a couple of really old english songs. They were either old love songs, or Disney songs, and Laurel kept picking emo songs so we got really bored and decided to play new stuff off a laptop and just use the microphones. At some point, Byron and Justin were singing some slow love song (I forgot what it was,) and at the end of every line David would add a Lil-Wayneism. We were all laughing soo hard!
Indran left for UCLA on Sunday as well, so she invited a bunch of us over to her house on Friday night (I know, it was a sad sad day) - Kristy, Melissa, Jenn, and Jan. I really wish we had had more time to hang out, but she got back about two weeks ago and we've both been pretty busy so we never saw each other. Le sigh. She's coming back early August though, so I should be able to see her before I leave for New York again.
Me and Cheng <3
Speaking of Indran, this reminds me - I also forgot to mention that i snuck into a club a couple posts ago in the SoCal road trip entry. I forgot to bring my ID and the club was 18+, so we were like OH SHIT since there was no way I could get back to UCLA by myself. I ended up borrowing Janet's driver's license, since she was VIP and got in with her Bruins ID. Luckily they didn't look TOO closely and didn't ask me anything because I am terrible terrible TERRIBLE at lying - I was shaking really bad, and that almost NEVER happens to me. So yeah hahaha. That's all XD
Swaffie and I went to Warped Tour on Saturday! It was in San Francisco on Pier 30/32, which was pretty damn awesome - much better than last year. A lot of the bands we wanted to see were all playing at about the same time, so we only caught about half of a lot of sets, but whatever. If I remember correctly, in the order we saw them: Anberlin, Mayday Parade, 3OH!3, Relient K, The Devil Wears Prada, The Lordz, Forever the Sickest Kids, MC Chris, Street Dogs, We the Kings, Family Force 5, Love Equals Death, Reel Big Fish, Cobra Starship, Pennywise, Angels and Airwaves, Gym Class Heroes. There were a lot of bands that we had to skip, such as Alesana, ORESKABAND, The Higher, Horrorpops, The Briggs, and TAI, but overall I'm really glad that we got to see the bands we did. Family Force 5 had ridiculous costumes and had everyone dancing within the first 5 seconds - everyone was jumping like crazy and trying to kill each other in 90 degree heat. This fat guy was jumping up and down on my foot, so I elbowed him really hard and then hid on the other side of some other fat guy XD MC Chris was hilarious as hell - he played his music off his laptop and sang over it. Gym Class Heroes stopped in the middle of "Taxi driver" and broke into a Lamb of God cover - two HUGE mosh pits opened up and little girls were screaming (it's scary how they sound EXACTLY like them O_O). 3OH!3 and The Lordz put up really good shows, and the crowd for Pennywise was so crazy that we couldn't even have gotten near the stage if we tried - we ended up watching it from the landing of the other main stage since it would have been crazy trying to go down the stairs connecting them. Cobra Starship did Snakes on a Plane with William Beckett and Travis McCoy, which was AMAZING. And a bunch of other awesomeness, and I would type more, but I think I've already succeeded in making you jealous =)
PENNYWISE at Warped Tour 2008!
All in all, amazing - a huge factor is the novelty of it being on a pier, even if it was ridiculously hot. Swaffie's shirt became progressively more unbuttoned throughout the day, and I got the worst tank top tan EVER (this needs to be remidied). We passed by The Angry Penguin stand, and I happened to be sporting my angry penguin bag, complete with pins (then again, I use it for EVERYTHING) and the guys that were working there got really excited and gave me a free patch ^_^ And then I got guilted into buying one of the CDs (they're a record label, but I never listened to their music - I just love the logo) which was actually really good, so now I don't feel like such a poser XD Swaffie bought a crazy belt with bullets on it at some point, and sometime before he goes back to Maine we're going to try and get our hands on some bullets, and replace the fake ones with the real ones. But keep it on the dl - it's supposed to be a surprise - fucking womaneater, my goodness. Ahahahaha.
Sgot wants me to write about our walk last night. It was very romantic, especially when she was on the phone with me, asking where I was and I jumped out of the bushes and scared her. And by that I mean that she totally called it and when she was looking she asked if I was lying in wait in some bushes. Curses! Foiled again!
I was going to write about my interview, but I'm tired so I'll do that the next time I post. And with that, I leave you with some nerdiness:
Me: *FACEPALM*
Me: except i was holding chemicals
Me: and then i broke my watch glass =(
Sgot: OH NOES
Sgot: don't worry
Sgot: those are cheaper than things like
Sgot: well
Sgot: 6M NaOH for one.
Me: ...
Oh God. I oftentimes find myself wondering why I bother being friends with such an EMBARASSMENT OF A HUMAN BEING. Just kidding... sort of <3
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 01:54:31 ]
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- - - - "like gunshots heard against the silent night, my love is stronger than those words" - - - -
[[2008-06-16 || Asian Gatherings xx
.Music// American Boy :: Estelle feat Kanye West
.Random// RISE AND FALL, RAGE AND GRACE COMES OUT TOMORROW!!!!
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Lani
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I wrote a nice long summary of my SoCal road trip in a seperate entry below hahahaa. Feel free to ignore it, cause it's just rambling XD
CASTROPHANY - Rotation 20 (launched June 14)
1. When I Get Home, You're So Dead - Mayday Parade
2. Straight American Slave - Rocket From The Crypt
3. MC Chris is Dead - MC Chris
4. My Friend John - The Fratellis
5. Moving Mountains - Usher
Not a very eventful last few days - graduation on Thursday (I brought a metal pan and tongs and made a shitton of noise ^_^), and I can't really remember what I did on Friday and Saturday (probably nothing exciting) since the days are blending together. There was a "farewell to Justin because he's moving except he's already moved and this is a chance for us to get together" party (translation: Asian parent gathering) hosted by Mike H's mom at Tony's house this afternoon. If I remember correctly, present were Justin C/H, Mike H, Tony, Justine, Indran, Terry, Chris, and a bunch of parents. I'm pretty good with parents, but I feel like I'm not that good at talking to them anymore. Mostly, I think it's because I'm really out of practice in speaking in Mandarin so I don't really know what to say. One of the finer points of the afternoon was when most of the parents thought that my college was an art school. HAH. NO. It's okay though, my mom got it into their heads that I'm definitely at an engineering school XD Another noteworthy event was when Indran's dad pointed out that all the girls have gotten fatter and the guys have gotten skinnier. Justine's face when she heard that was PRICELESS. Indran and I just kind of rolled around on the floor laughing while Justine looked offended. Oh how I have missed these gatherings hahaha. I'm the kind of person that really likes talking to parents XD
SF Warped Tour Lineup 2008 (as of 06/15) - 1997, 3OH!3,
A Day to Remember, Action Design, Add.Verse,
AGAINST ME!,
THE ACADEMY IS...,
THE AUDITION,
THE AGGROLITES,
ALESANA,
ANBERLIN,
ANGELS AND AIRWAVES,
As I Lay Dying,
August Burns Red,
Beat Union,
Between the Trees, The Bleeding Irish,
THE BRIGGS, Broadway Calls,
The Bronx, Charlotte Sometimes,
COBRA STARSHIP, Confide, Culture Shock Camp, Dante, The Devil Wears Prada, Entice, Evergreen Terrace,
Every Time I Die,
The Fabulous Rudies,
FAMILY FORCE 5, Farewell,
Forever the Sickest Kids, From First to Last,
Gil Mantera's Party Dream, Greeley Estates,
GYM CLASS HEROES,
The Higher,
HORRORPOPS, Jeffree Star, Katy Perry,
THE LORDZ,
LOVE EQUALS DEATH,
The Maine, Massive Monkees,
MAYDAY PARADE, Maylene and the Sons of Disaster,
MC CHRIS, Miracle Dolls, Norma Jean, Now On,
ORESKABAND, Othello, Paige Wood,
Panima,
PENNYWISE, Phathom,
Pierce the Veil, The Pinker Tones, Piotta,
Protest the Hero,
REEL BIG FISH,
RELIENT K, Say Anything, Say No More, Set Your Goals, Shwayze, Skeet Skeet, Steve Steadham/Citizen X, Stick to Your Guns, Story of the Year,
STREET DOGS, TAT, Treaty of Paris, Valencia,
WE THE KINGS, Your Highness Electric.
Bold/Caps - YEEEEE!
Bold - pretty good, want to see!
Italics - heard some of their stuff and liked it, interested in hearing more
I wish Melissa was going!!! =(
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 00:12:32 ]
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- - - - "like gunshots heard against the silent night, my love is stronger than those words" - - - -
[[2008-06-15 || Road Trip Summary xx
.Music// Something to Live For :: Pennywise
.Random// I got really lazy halfway through XD
.Glompage//
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Tuesday, May 27 Byron sent out wake up calls at about 5:00AM. I had just gotten out of the shower, so I was ready by the time he picked up Bair and got to my house. We got held up a bit at David's because he woke up late, and then we wasted a lot of time trying to find Justin's new house. He lives in Campbell now, kind of in the middle of nowhere and none of us could see clearly enough to read the street signs in the morning so we got slightly lost. We were in Byron's van and we took out one of the backseats to make more space for the luggage, and we tried to make Justin ride in the back since we picked him up last. His response? "I'm VIP, Bitch!" David starts giggling like the little boy he is and tells us the story of how the receptionist at 24 tried to charge Justin $10 for bringing David as a guest, and he responded with "I'M VIP, BITCH" word for word. HAHAHAA wow, what a badass. Anyways, we moved some fucking mountains then stopped at McDonalds and got gas before getting on the 152, and then basically all of us passed out except for Byron because he was driving. They switched off every two hours, except for me since I don't have my license, and Justin because he just
slept the entire time. We were scared for a bit when Bair first started driving because he wasn't used to the van, and he kept doing weird stuff to try and awake, such as constantly change a bunch of lanes at a time, and then when we hit traffic in LA, David was tailgating and he underestimated the distance between the van and the car in front of us and almost hit it. Everyone was speeding, but we got pretty damn lucky. Some of my other friends were driving back up to NorCal from their SoCal road trip on the same day, and they took two cars - Eric and Justin C's. They were following each other and both speeding, and a cop got in between them, stuck his hand out the window and signaled for both of them to pull over. Crazyyyyy O_O
At some point, we were all starving so we decided that we are going to stop at the next In-N-Out we see, wherever it is. We passed by one, but couldn't get an exit until about 3 minutes later, so we spent about 15 minutes driving around aimlessly in some city (I forgot it's name), following our stomachs and "beast senses" until we got completely lost and pulled out the maps. Luckily, I had raided our closet and brought six maps because we ended up using them a lot and we finally found it on a random street that ran alongside the highway called "Firestone Rd." We are definitely never forgetting that. We got to UCSD early afternoon, and met up with Shenho, Tim, Kavan, Mike, and James over in ERC. Mike took David, Bair, and me boarding and Bair almost killed himself when he stepped on. We were going to play basketball in the gym, but they wouldn't let me in since I wasn't a University of California student. James tried to sneak me in by saying that I was just going to watch, but the receiptionist took my ID and said that since I was dressed in athletic gear, he would have to fine me $10 if I came out looking like I had been working out. I wasn't going to pay $10 to play basketball, so I left and met up with Kathleen instead.
Wednesday, May 28 I had breakfast with Kathleen, and then walked all the way back to ERC from Muir and almost got lost (UCSD's campus is six colleges stuck together - Warren, Muir, ERC, Marshall, Revelle, and Sixth - and is HUGE). I met up with everyone, and
James-sama took us to La Jolla Shores for
surfing! It was fun, but the waves were too small to hold us up long enough. At some point, we were playing Ultimate Frisbee and James was trying to catch it and accidentally kicked a lady who was sunbathing in the head. This huge thuggish guy on the other side of the beach started yelling "YEAH THATS WHY YOU PLAY CATCH SOMEWHERE ELSE, DOUCHEBAGS!!" and then went over to the lady and asked if she wanted him to beat the crap out of James. And he didn't even know her either, so we were all like "wtf is his problem" but nobody said anything because he probably would have killed James. O_O
When we got back to the car, we found a HUGE
crack on the windshield. It was in the shape of a V and was as long as both of my forearms. We couldn't figure out what it was, since it doesn't look like something was thrown at it either. In the end, we concluded that it was probably a crack that was there already because of a small rock or object, and the heat at the beach made it expand a LOT. We didn't get a chance to
fix it until we got to Burbank on Saturday though, and then we just superglued it and put packaging tape on it. Luckily, it survived the rest of the trip XD Anyways, we got back to UCSD, showered, picked up Marie and Mike, and then we went to Conway for Pho and frozen yogurt. I've gotten really addicted to frozen yogurt since YogurtLand opened, and we must have gotten fro-yo at least five times when we were down there. Sooooo good though! And I love the little mochi balls <3 Afterwards, Mike took us bombing down Pangea parking lot, which was a lot harder than it looked. There were lots of cars around, and Justin had to wipe out pretty badly to avoid getting hit O_o Terry showed up later when we were messing around in the courtyard, and then we went to Warren to go visit Stephen. Later, they came to pick us up and we went to Roberto's, an off-campus Mexican restaurant. It's tradition for new students to try and eat an entire box of carne asada fries by themselves. Basically, it's one of those big flat styrofoam take-out boxes filled with a layer of fries, a later of steak, a covered in other fatty crap like cheese, guacamole, and sour cream. Basically, a heart attack in a box. They decided that Bair had to take the challenge. David, James, and Marie were at the next table over with Bair, and when he started slowing down about 3/4 of the way through, they started trash talking him like CRAZY. It was really funny, but it got a little too intense when they took away his name and started calling him "Jennifer." He was literally the saddest bear I had ever seen =( He got through it though, so he got his name back. I didn't know it until then, but David was drunk and since he was drunk, he thought he was a lot hungrier than he was, so he ordered ANOTHER box to share with James and got so full off it that he didn't eat anything for the next three days.
One thing that was brought up a lot during this trip, was taking a dump. I guess that's what happens when you go on a trip with a bunch of boys. After every meal, Bair would talk about what a big shit he's going to take, and at some point Justin and Bair were having an argument about who takes bigger shits, taking into account stuff like a count of how many toilets they have clogged in the past month, etc etc. Disgusting, yet hilarious. I walked into the bathroom in Mike/James's suite (it's a 10 person suite with a bathroom with stalls, so everyone that visits regardless of gender just uses it) and I see James's feet in a stall, and Bair's feet in the stall across from it and they're both just sitting there having a conversation while taking a dump. I don't think they heard me walk in, so I walked back out and started laughing. David passed me when I was walking away from the bathroom, and asked what I was laughing at. I shook my head, and he gave me a strange look and walked into the bathroom. Seconds later, he bursts back out and starts laughing too.
Thursday, May 29 We found a $40 parking ticket when we went to our car on Wednesday because apparantly, you have to buy a new parking permit every morning at 7:00am. It was a really bullshit ticket, since that rule wasn't explicitly stated at the kiosk. GAHH. Anyways, we were determined not to get another ticket, so one of the guys bought one Thursday morning. HOWEVER, we bought a ticket until 1:00PM and we got to the car around 1:20 and there was another $40 ticket. WOW. That was just stupid on our part, but $40!? AGAIN!? AHHHHH.
Mike and David cuddling. HAHAHAA Cuuuuute XD
We stowed Mike in the trunk and drove up to UCLA where we met up with Indran for a tour of the campus. Then, Indran and Tony took us to Westwood for dinner. There is so much to do around UCLA! Westwood has a bunch of really cool places to eat and it's about five minutes away from campus *JEALOUS* Afterwards, Janet joined us and we hung out in Tony's suite for a while. Indran and I left to go to bed, but we ended up sitting in her hallway catching up with each other's lives until about 4:00 in the morning. We hadn't seen each other since my birthday party and we don't keep in contact, so there was a LOT to talk about.
Indran and Me trying on fedora's at Venice Beach <3
Friday, May 30 We met up with the guys and went to the UCLA Hall of Fame, and then went to Venice Beach. There was a street vender who bent wire into jewelry that was really chill. Indran and I got rings that said "HELLA" (me) and "LOL" (her) because "together, we HELLA LOL!" He was really cool - he said that we could pay him whatever we thought his product was worth, since he wasn't trying to make money off these (he was selling stuff in nicer wire for a lot more money). I ended up asking him to make a green bracelet that said "BOOBIES" for Julie too, and he laughed so hard when I told him about it. So of course, I had to explain the story behind the "boobies" nickname, and then Indran started talking about her friend who got her nipples pierced and somehow, we ended up talking about breasts for the net five minutes. The guy was laughing really hard and commented - "It's not every day that you listen to two hot college girls talk about breasts - you are the coolest people EVER." DAMN STRAIGHT XD The guys got really annoyed since we were keeping them waiting and kept calling us, so we felt a little bad. Luckily, David got hustled into buying a puka shell necklace from a Jamaican so they couldn't use the "all girls do is shop shop shop" accusation on us ^_^ Hahaha. Puka shells are so middle school hahahahaa.
We met up with Mike and Sue, Patty, and Janet for dinner (UCLA food is AMAZING) and then rushed to get ready for the Battle Royale. Justin, Byron, and Janet (David and Bair didn't want to go) went to Tony's to pre-party while I went to Indran's and waited for her to shower and get ready. Then, we all ran down to the bus, which took us to a club in the city. Battle Royale was basically the UCLA hip hop finals at a club. It was really cool watching the groups because they were AMAZING. The clubbing part came after, and it wasn't nearly as amazing. It was my first clubbing experience, and it wasn't as much fun as I thought it would be. There were too many creepy people. I like to dance, but I like dancing in a group of my friends, and when I dance with another person, it's either one of my close girl friends, or a significant other. Indran and I were dancing and guys kept coming up behind us and putting their arms around us and dancing. One of the guys spilled beer on my foot, and another one tried to put his hands on my butt and it was really really creepy, so after a lot of that and saving each other from scary people, we went up on the raised platform in the middle with a bunch of other girls. There wasn't a lot of space, so we took care of each other and didn't let the creepers up hahaha. Indran said that going to gay clubs is a lot more fun because the guys aren't creepers hahaha. So yeah.. probably not going clubbing again unless there's a big group of friends or if I'm with a guy >_<
We got back to UCLA around 3:00AM, so we packed up all our stuff and left for Burbank. We ended up getting to Michelle's (Byron and Justin's Cal floormate) house at 4AM, so we just rolled out our sleeping bags and crashed in her den.
Saturday, May 31 We woke up to the sounds of yelling as a bunch of crazy Cal kids ran in at about 10:30 in the morning. Michelle and Melody (from Burbank), Mark and Kelvin (Sacramento), Lisa and Obi (other parts of LA), and Christina (Daly City) ran in and starting waking everyone up. I was a little confused because while I met most of them when I went up during spring break, I was a little fuzzy on names. Anyways, we got up and got ready, and then went to Roscoe's Chicken n' Waffles. It sounds like a really strange combination - fried chicken and waffles, but trust us... it's AMAZING. Afterwards, we hung out and played Taboo and Michelle's house, and then Nolan joined us and we went to K-Town (Korean Town) for Karaoke. Their karaoke place is a lot nicer than ours. While it smelled like cigaretts (Christina felt sick after), the song selection was a lot broader, and it was a LOT cheaper. For two hours and 13 people, it was about $25. Normally, we end up paying about $45 for two hours and eight people. Huh, intersting.
Michelle, Obi, and Justin doing the YMCA!
Then, we went to Melody's house for BBQ. It was crazy - we walked in, and right away her mom offers us alcohol. There was a HUGE tub of drinks on the side, and we were all taken aback since something like that would never happen where we're from. That night, I heard about/experienced the term "Asian Glow" for the first time XD In retrospect, I think it was just surprising and new to me because I've never seen another Asian drunk before!! STRANGE. That just hit me. Wow. Okay. Anyways, the guys and I started playing basketball while the girls mixed drinks - losing team took shots, and then all of us sat down and played Liar's Poker. I lost at Liar's, but I don't drink so Kelvin took my shot for me. It was the first time that I've been in an environment where people are drinking that I actually had a lot of fun. Every other time had been at a frat party, and people pushed alcohol on me or gave me weird looks because I didn't drink. Also, I hate watching people get drunk and start hitting on each other and do stupid stuff like that, etc etc. This was nice because it was just friends drinking, nobody getting really drunk, and just having fun. *Shrug* I'm so lost in my morals and opinion towards alcohol. After we cleaned up, we went inside and played Mafia until we all got really tired, and then we went back to Michelle's to sleep.
Sunday, June 01 We started off the day with another delicious BBQ lunch, and then we took Christina and went to pick up Phuc, David's girlfriend. We spent the afternoon at Santa Monica pier, which was okay. The water is polluted so we didn't go in the water and just played frisbee on the beach. We went back to Westwood for dinner, and then picked up some flowers for Michelle and Melody's families and drove back to Burbank. All of the people I met in Burbank were really awesome - definitely people I would go to see again if I stopped by Berkeley. =)
Monday, June 02 Joyce's mom dropped her (and breakfast!) off at Michelle's house early in the morning. We (+ Joyce and Phuc) spent the day at Magic Mountain! We were all really excited because it was the first time for most of us, and we've all heard really good things about it. It's definitely got the best roller coasters I've ever been on - X2 is AMAZING. It's 5-dimensional (the roller coaster has three dimensions, while your seat rotates two dimensions - I know, I didn't know that term existed either O_O) and it has built in speakers and FLAME THROWERS. I KNOW RIGHT?? Tatsu was really cool too - it's a lot like the roller coaster we used to have at Great America - Stealth. It's a flying roller coaster - definitely my favorite kind ^_^ Afterwards, we went to Oxnard for dinner (more pho XD) and dropped off Phuc. Then, we drove down to UC Irvine. Joyce and I stayed with Eunice and her awesome roomie Gloria, while the guys stayed in Kristy's study room. She made an awesome little sign and they weirded out a while bunch of people XD Jason was visiting too, so that was pretty sweet seeing him.
Me, Laurel, and Joyce at UCI <3
Tuesday, June 03 Arjun drove over to UC Irvine from Riverside, so him and Laurel joined us, Kristy, and Jason for lunch. UC Irvine has really good food too - it's cheaper per meal compared to our school, and it's also buffett style, but with a HUGE variety. Again, *JEALOUS*! We all ate a lot, and later, Laurel, Joyce, and I were standing in Kristy's bathroom talking about how much fatter we've gotten since school started. Laurel and I are both the type that eat a LOT, but naturally don't carry a lot of weight, so this was new to both of us and we were amused. At some point, Laurel was in a stall changing into her swim stuff and Joyce and I were standing in front of the mirror above the sink with our shirts pulled up (we had our bikini tops on) and were pinching the fat on our stomachs to prove that we had gained weight, and these two random girls walked in and gave us the most AWKWARD looks ever. We started laughing soooo hard and the guys outside yelled at us to stop socializing and hurry up. Ahahhaa... XD
We spent the rest of the day at Newport Beach, where we made a lot of fun of Arjun because of his hairy chest. It's kind of funny - he was running to catch a frisbee and Joyce heard one of the girls near us say "is that sand on his chest, or is that HAIR?!?" and almost fell down laughing. Then, we took Jason to the airport and then went to Islands. Islands is a SoCal restaurant chain that sells huge burgers and shakes. I don't like burgers, but they were okay. There was a hilarious mix-up when they served the burgers - the waitress gave Bair a burger and told him it was his "Hula burger" and when she was finished serving, Arjun didn't get his "vegetarian Kilahua burger" and she had an extra Hula burger so she took it back and told them to make another vegetarian Kilahua. Later, we noticed that Bair's burger didn't have mushrooms on it like it was supposed to and that the meat looked funny, and then we realized that he was actually eating Arjun's burger. We made fun of him sooo much for that, since he should have noticed something like that. In the end, they gave Arjun another one and brought the extra Hula back out for Bair so he ended up eating both burgers for the price of one. Nice hahahaaha.
Later, we went back to Kristy's study room and chillaxed for a bit with Laurel and Arjun. At some point, Laurel and David started insulting each other's feet, and somehow it resulted in everyone getting in a heated argument about who had weirder looking feet. David started making fun of Byron's feet, saying "WHAT THE HELL BYRON YOUR THUMB LOOKS SO FUNNY. ITS LIKE A PANCAKE WITH A THING IN THE MIDDLE!!!!!!" and then started ripping on Justin, telling him that his feet reminded him of ET and that they were green hahahaa. Weirdest conversation ever.
Wednesday, June 04 Eunice and I went to get breakfast for everyone, and she gave us a huge bag of snacks for the road. Eunice is the best <3 She thinks of EVERYTHING. We fixed up the window again, and then hit the road. When we were on the last stretch of highway 5, we switched so Justin was driving. We hit a sign that said something along the lines of "150 miles to San Francisco" and we realized that something was wrong. Turns out that nobody told Justin that he had to get on the 152, and we had to and we had to double back about 20 miles and we ALMOST ran out of gas. Byron's van tells you how many miles are left based on how much gas was in the tank, and we got down to 10 miles when we finally found a gas station. PHEW. During that, we put on "Move Bitch" so Justin was doing crazy hyphy things on the highway hahha.
Anyways, that's a summary - you can tell I got really lazy about halfway through XD It was a lot of fun, and a really interesting experience.
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 22:59:59 ]
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- - - - "like gunshots heard against the silent night, my love is stronger than those words" - - - -
[[2008-06-13 || Tribute xx
.Music// The Artist in the Ambulence :: Thrice
.Random// From now on, I'm going to try and take my own damn advice. Let's see how I hold up.
.Glompage//
Jeannie
Smos
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I lay down on my bed about ten minutes ago, composing and gathering my thoughts together for my prayer before I let myself try and fall asleep. For the past couple months, I have been making about the same prayer from night to night, but as I lay there today, I realized something: I have some pretty damn amazing friends.
Eight months ago, I met two people who I could call my close friends, and perhaps I had been too quick to trust because both of those friendships crashed almost simultaneously a couple of months later. I realized later that one of them had been over a really ridiculous argument and that I really missed the company of this friend - someone who was always willing to say what was on their mind, yet respected my view and didn't judge, even though we completely opposed each other's thoughts and were polar opposites when it came to our morals. The day before we left, we sat down and talked it out, and we both agreed that we were flaming idiots and vowed to never discuss finances with each other again. The other one was a little trickier - I really don't know where I stand when it comes to this, but I think it'll be all right. In the past six months or so, I made two of the best friends I may have ever had, and while things have been shaky on both fronts for the last four months, I don't doubt that in time things will work themselves out. I believe wholeheartedly that they are both the people that I had thought they were, and that my friendships with them are not so one-sided that it would completely fall on my shoulders to mend them both. I became close with five amazing people in the last four months - people who were always willing to listen and not judge, and could always bring me up when I was down with their good humor, not because they were doing it for self-satisfaction and to be "good people," but because that was naturally the kind of people they were.
And in the past two months, I've realized that the friends I had made at the very beginning of the school year have been the ones that I have stuck to the most. Sure, we never really saw each other for a solid couple of months, but the realization that we were leaving freshman hill and being more spread out next year has made us regret that we didn't take advantage of the short distance to spend more time together. All the racist jokes, axe/febreeze wars, "fuck you"'s, drumsticks and serious conversations concerning matresses fashioned out of disembodied boobies, slap-in-the-face knock knock jokes, three-hour long debates on the hill, clipboard sledding, key/lanyard stealing, cigars and puke, epic squirrel-catching plots, two minute warnings of "fuck three flights of stairs, let me into your building so I can sit on your futon and consume your food," 6'3" fratboy mayhem in a purple speedsuit, sangwiches, the neverending arguments over my excessive use of "hella," and the gradual introduction of my mind into the proverbial "gutter" are treasured memories that will always make me smile, and these are the six that I know I can bother anytime, anywhere.
Being home the past month has made me realize how much my friends here mean to me. Three in particular, I have become much closer to since going to college - these are the three that I have really stayed in touch with, the ones that I can expect random phone calls from at 2AM, the ones that have been with me from the ridiculous drama the second week of school to the family issues and moral dilemmas that I dealt with second semester, and the ones that I stay up for to wish them a quick happy birthday in PST. Tiffany, Eunice, and Swafford - this one goes out to you guys.
And so there it is. A condensed, and by no means complete, tribute to my freshmen year, and the people that have made it the interesting ride that it has been - the people that I am proud to really call my friends.
And just like how I never cared that Killboy Powerhead and a vast majority of my close friends hated each other, I place the same views upon those above. It doesn't matter to me what you think of each other - it won't alter my opinion. Diss her all you want, there is no other girl at RPI I'd rather live with. Call him an asshole and douchebag if you desire - I'll still defend and trust him 100%. Tell me he's a terrible person and womanizer - I'll probably agree with you, but that doesn't mean that I'll stop thinking of him as one of my best friends.
And you know what? I'll be okay. I'm done caring about people who don't care back, and brooding on what may or may not happen in the future and thinking about the past isn't going to do anything but make me feel worse. I want to be someone that I can admire - how can I expect anyone to admire me if I can't admire myself? It's time to start living in the present, and enjoy the two months we have left of the summer and my time with my friends and the California sun because soon I'll be heading back to the bipolar climate of the NY capital region. Unlike most of my friends at school, I'm not in a hurry to go back. I don't view my summer as a waste of time, and I honestly haven't started truly missing much of school - and I doubt that I will. I know what I want to do, and I'mma beat the hell out of whoever tries to stand in my way.
On that note, expect a new project to be released sometime in the next three weeks.
And now that I am done with my late-night rambling, I am off to finish my prayer, and go to sleep.
[ Shippo-chan burnt the plans at 02:31:41 ]
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- - - - "like gunshots heard against the silent night, my love is stronger than those words" - - - -
Embrace the past... GLOMP!
