Club Row & Halloween

So, today was Club Row (for Venice students, it's exactly like Club Expo. For those of you who don't go/haven't gone to Venice, too bad). I'm in this club called I.D.E.A.S. for SMC. It's a really tight club, though I'm the only non-Latino in there... I've had thoughts about leaving, but I felt kinda pressured since I added diversity to the club. ahahaha

So yeah, Club Row was raddd. I was a walking billboard carrying a corn-shaped sign and twirling it around. We had a decent DJ playing ghetto songs, but it got way better when he started playing MJ. Everyone gathered in front of the DJ stage and started dancing. It was too epic, and SMC actually felt like college for once. Course I joined in hehehe, but the real party started when the DJ started playing jerk songs. Ohhh mannn, errbody get out the way biatchesssss, and course I jerked it with mah fellow black homies (I was literally the only non-Black jerkin') stank leg, reject, ooh man gooooood times. THIS IS WHAT COLLEGE SHOULD BE LIKE. Not that antisocial BS! ARGHHHH yes.

We had this costume contest and the winners were Bruno, Frankenfurt (?? He was some dude from Rocky Horror Picture Show), and a dude wearing Hello Kitty. From that, you can obviously see why they won haha.

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HALL OH WEEENIE

Halloween's coming uppppp, my favorite holiday! It's my favorite because I get to see people be creative and wear costumes, candy, parties, and just the whole scary-theme thingie majig. This Halloween will be especially awesome since I'm going to the DJ concert (I don't consider it a rave nor do I consider myself a raver. I go for the music) Haunted Mansionnn oh FUCKKKK I know this weekend will be epic, but something's telling me it's going to be legendary. Damnnnn, my mind's gonna get fuckin' blown. Like it's going to get the best blowjob ever. Ahaha lameee joke.

My parents were trying to make me go to this thing at church called "Holyween". Wear angel costumes and praise the lord? UHHHHHHHHHHHH no thanks. THEY can go to that. But it would be kinda interesting seeing adults wearing wings and halos singing to the lord. Oh man, that might actually be a trip.

Speaking of costumes, I still haven't gotten mine. I want to get a skeleton costume since I'm going to be Dannie Darko, but I'm so damn broke... sheeeeit.

Five finger discount time!

HARD

Hard Haunted Mansion is makin' me go hard, ya'll.

Fuck, I'm so damn stoked for it, you have NO FRAJICKIN IDEAAA asdfjkljlkasdkj

It's in a week... 6 days to be specific... 137 hours to be even specificer... 8,220 minutes to be specificest... 493,200 seconds to be at no-life status...

Jeesh, I think I like the "one week" more, 493,200 seconds just sounds like an eternity to me

BUT ANYWAYSSSS, 1 more week. 1 more week. 1 more week.

For those of you who don't know what Hard Haunted Mansion is, it's a DJ concert. Many people call it a rave, but I beg to differ. Raves are more like... Electric Daisy Carnival and Monster Massive. The lineup is amazing this year. The DJ's I'm stoked to see this year: Friday - Deadmau5, Bloody Beetroots, Don Rimini, and Danger. Saturday - Modeselektor, Crookers, Basement Jaxx, and Justice.

Oh damn. I just jizzed. Epic nightS, here I fuckin' cum.

muzik

Let's go listen to some art

Let's go listen to a story

Let's get our lives to start

Let's get rid of our misery

Let's go get some hearts

Let's partake in some history

Let's get out of the dark

Let's hear life and hear its beauty

^Random poem that I just thought of at 2:35 am. Jeesh, I'm crazzaayzyy.. but that's what music does to you. It's a fuckin' drug, and I get high off of it errrrrrday. ERRRRDAYYYYY.

I should stop before I overdose...

Nah.

screenwriting

Sooooo, I'm taking a Screenwriting class at SMC, but I only enrolled because it was a prerequisite for the classes that I wanted to take... and man, it's fucking tight. The teacher's passion is so infective and awesome, that it's really made me enthusiastic about learning it. I've had only two assignments and the first one was basically having an idea about a documentary and your strategy in carrying out the organization of the doc. I decided to do it on war veterans and Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. It's a really important, but often overlooked issue in society. Look it up!

Anyways, now our current assignment is to make a script, and I thought of a doggone idea for it. Basically about a girl that travels around the world to spread her mother's ashes. It'd be like if American Beauty had a child with Into the Wild. That sorta fashion and yaddi yaddi yadda.

I can't wait to start writing, producing, and directing my own films. Hopefully, I do become successful. I'm not doing it for the money - I just have a lot of messages that I want to spread to the world, and when I do make a film, I'm not going to star superficial celebrity hotshots.

Fuck that. I'm going to call up mah homies and cast original/typical/regular people. It'd be dope if I could reunite with my friends and make films and be like kids again.

Dang, dare to dream DBae, dare to dreammmmm.

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But then again, dreams can come true.

SEE YA'LL ON THE BIG SCREEN! AIIAYAIIAIA

ADD

Oh jeeeesh, da hell is wrong with mehhh

I should be writing an English essay right now. It's due in 8 hours, ZOINKS

I'm so lazy right now...

It's either I'm super lazy or I have ADD

Seriously, I write one sentence, my mind wanders off, and the next thing I know I'm on Youtube watching trailers for 80s B-horror films and clips of hamsters in balls playing bowling

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

SMC sucks, I'd rather just get a job and work as an intern rather than go through with all this bs lagging my plans

arghhhh

okay. essay time.

and by essay time, i mean watching hamsters play bowling.

fuck. im retarded

pshhhhhhh

SMC started several weeks ago, and it's been decent

I'm taking English, Math, Film, and Philosophy

I don't know what I did, but I ended up having awesome teachers who know how to teach and don't assign much homework. Jackpot

English-Mr. Zehr He's sooo tight. He has such passion for English. He bounces around class and shiet; fuckin energizer bunny. He'd be the perfect teacher if only he doesn't use the socratic method and forces people to volunteer in answering his questions. Kinda hard when you read such difficult literature and expect to fully analyze it within minutes YEAHHHH okay.

Math- Mr. Emerson... he's sofa king boring. Like seriously ZZZZZzzzz status. I've slept EVERY SINGLE DAY in his class, it even surprises me. Ask Rachel or Marco, seriously. I think I'm the only one that sleeps in his class, too. I don't know how the other classmates do it, there I wake up with drool over my face with squinty eyes and I see all the classmates smiling waving around their arms enthusiastically just dying to get their questions answered. I'm like hhahah wtffff

Film- Mr. Noland. Funnyman. He knows how to keep the class's attention and what class is better than watching movie clips and analyzing them? Fun, fun, fun. I'm so excited about my path in majoring in film. Dope.

Philosophy- Mr. Kamler, he's my favorite out of these batch. He has such a huge knowledge of philosophy, you should think twice about what you're about to say because chances are he will always have a better counterargument. He keeps making jokes about me coming into class 5 minutos late, though. He also brings his dog Honeybear. Love that dog. Too bad it got banned because one of his classmates was deathly afraid of dogs (WTF? I know) and other teachers complained that it was unfair, thus the superiors tellin' he can't bring him no mo. UGHUGHUGUGH, I'ma miss that bitch (HA get it?)

So yeah, teachers are great and no homework MAJOR PLUS

The campus is beautifullll. All the fountains and grassy areas and shit. It's a very comfortable environment, no doubt. It gets pretty ridiculous though. It's so high school. You have cliques everywhere, and people there are such rich bitches and snobby. People wear gaudy attire and you should take a look at the cafeteria. Everyone in their own groups laughing and eating, with teenage indie/rock music being blasted from speakers mounted on walls. Daa fuckkk, i know ahah.

Now as for the social life.... AHHAHAHHAH won't even get started. All I can say is that most of the SMCers have the "I came here to study, not to make friends" mindset. Kinda pathetic. I've been so outgoing to so many people, but they're so unenthusiastic and passive, I'm beginning to give up. I guess I've just been looking in the wrong place, since I've made some friends thanks to joining clubs. I joined the ballroom dance club and am learnin to salssaaa mmmm and waltzz weeeee and some other random dance genres. It's pretty tight. I also joined this I.D.E.A.S. for SMC club thanks to Brenda/Mariana/Marco pressuring me. Aha. That club's pretty tight, though... even though I'm the only non-Latino aha. Basically it's about undocumented students. Everything else is pretty much confidential >:D

Ummm so yeah, that's SMC for you.