Ya know...

BTW, this blog post doesn't have a specific topic to it.. just my thought process. Got a lot of thoughts on my mind!@

Ya know, it sucks to be so adventurous at heart.. and not do as many things adventurous.

Waking up, riding the bus, going to school, riding the bus back home, eating, chilling, then sleeping might sound like an adventure itself... but when you've done that 5 days of every week of your life, it gets pretty fuckin boring.

I want something exciting and I want to experience things diverse.

I want to run with a herd of animals. I want to swing from jungle vines and shout TARRRZZANNNNNN. I want to skydive naked. I want to be with my closest friends and explore the wilderness. You get my drift right?

I just want to get out there and experience Earth to its full potential. I feel like education is best learned naturally; through nature. Not from some underpaid-thus-unenthusiastic teachers who summarize from huge cluttered mesh of informational books. I want to make mistakes and actually learn from them, not just to be more careful. I want to experience life and its extremities. I want to experience true love and ultimate happiness but also true hate and ultimate sadness just so that I've experienced the full spectrum of emotion.

I like to walk around the city. In all aspects, the city is just a jungle itself--just of the concrete version. A much more complex and sophisticated society inhabited by a collection of animals. I like to explore and I fucking love the feeling of discovery.

This whole conception of money and power equaling success can suck mah dick.

Carl Sagan, my all-time favorite cosmologist, provoked and still provokes a shitload of thoughts for me. Earth is just a "pale blue dot". A single pixel in a screen of at least a gazillion-times-gazillion.

Who knows when space and time began? Trillions and trillions and trillions and trillions and trillions of years ago maybe. But I feel like there has been and will continue to be life in this universe. If it's been done once, it can happen again. Who's to say there aren't other Earth-like planets?

Another epiphany of mine the other night is that if we truly are the first sentient beings to inhabit this infinite universe, who's to say there won't be more during the infinite amount of time left over? Many of you may counteract this statement by saying that "everything that has a beginning has an end." I believe this statement to be true. But I also believe in the philosophy of circles------cycles. It begins, then ends. Then begins, then ends. This is my philosophy on the definition of infinity. Just like that saying "the end of the beginning or the beginning of the end".

lol. I'm probably not making any sense right now. Does anybody share these thoughts with me? I wish I could find someone that does. It'd be pretty fuckin tight to talk to someone relatable in thought process. If you think you are, hit me up! I am always down to talk some philosophy.

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I really put alot of time and effort into it, for your entertainment dawgzzsz.

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Today, I laughed.

Not the kind of laughter you make when someone cracks a funny joke.

Not the kind of laughter you make when you see someone trip.

Not the kind of laughter you make when you make a stupid mistake.

Not the kind of laughter you make when sarcasm or irony strikes.

Not the kind of laughter you make when you just want to because you can.

But the kind of laughter you make when you're just in an extremely ridiculous situation.

Tonight, my dad packed up his belongings and left. "...for good." as he said when he left through the door. There was nothing but silence when he went through his stuff to make sure he got all that he needed. The place was a mess. Shit thrown everywhere. A broken cup. A shoe with a broken heel. (Please don't ask why).

Schizophrenia and Paranoid Personality Disorder is just not a good combo. Proof? Parentals.

Yup.

It's difficult to mediate between these two. REALLY difficult. Every time I'd intervene and end up with a huge frown slapped onto my face. But today was something different. I don't know what it was, but it just... was.

Riding with my mom to Souplantation ended the same as usual = me walking home. I walk for an hour, I call dad to pick me up. On the way home, my dad lashes out all his anger onto me. We park in our garage. I leave home for 30 minutes then come back. Dad comes home and the yelling commences. Packs and leaves.

What was I doing the whole time?

Laughing. Really hard. To the point of tears.

Not the kind when you're sad.

Not the kind when you see something beautiful or inspirational.

Not the kind when something gets in your eye.

But the kind when you just... well, laugh really hard.

The whole situation was just really ridiculous.

It was somewhat inappropriate that I laughed, but it just happened so spontaneously.

It felt so liberating that I took the whole situation so well. It did take me awhile to wonder what it was that caused me to laugh, though. I still don't know, and I probably won't ever.

As for my parents, it's all just a bad case of miscommunication. My parents can't seem to communicate and whenever I talk to them, they always assume that I'm taking the opposite side. I'm just trying to show them a different perspective mannnz!

But seriously... they're not really going to file for divorce. I don't think they are. This is rather common for my family.. unfortunately. They're polar opposites.. but isn't that what makes electrons attracted to protons? Negatives and positives attract. Funny how that works. But yeah, I wouldn't say I'm worried. Everything does fall back into place, and if a divorce is what my parents decide to do, then hey, maybe it will be the best decision they ever made. I may not be happy with this decision, but a thing I've learned about life is that you need to sacrifice your happiness for the happiness of others... and in a way, it all comes back to you. (Karma?!)

But overall, my spontaneous laughter tonight got me closer to knowing who I am. It felt great.

You guys should try it out sometime. When you're ever in a situation where you're royally fucked or what not.... just fuckin' laugh it out. It's very liberating. =]

ding ding ding ding! JOB ACQUIRED.

So, important announcement! (well for me at least)

I GOT A FUCKING JOB!!!!!

hint hint: it's where the stones are cold.

answer: coldstones!

YAHHHH-FUCKN-TZEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

The interview process was kind of a headache for me. And I mean that literally.

Yup. I had a hangover. Got home earlier that day at 6 in the morning from a crazy party, and little did I know that I had a job interview in 7 hours at 1pm for Coldstone's. Now how bout that. Ahhhh

So I went and it turned out to be a group interview. Actually, it wasn't even an interview. It was a fuckin' audition.

First, they asked me to introduce myself and I was like okay cool, I could do this.

...then they asked me to "bust a move". I was like say whaaaaAA? *windows crashing noise*

So, I did what I do best: jerked. They didn't look impressed, but fuck I didn't care. I had a damn hangover!

The others did their own thing, stanky leg, wave, yaddi yadda.

Then they asked us to pick a song from a list and sing.

At this point my jaw dropped to the floor. Well, more like I imagined it in my head.

I pick and sang one pretty horribly. I was the only dude out of the group of four being auditioned. They all had pretty good voices. D'oh!

Finally, they made us make our OWN song. But not just any song, a rap. "A rap?! Are you kidding me, miss?!" My knees felt like rubber, but I got myself to think out a few sentences and I rapped it with my shoes tapping a beat.

Finally, she let us go and told us she'd contact us soon. "No news is bad news" which means no call meant I didn't get it.

Days passed. No call. A week passed. No call. Two weeks later, I finally get a call and then I find out I got the job.

LOLWUT???????!

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As far as the job goes, it's very.... work-like. It's my first job, so I'm just trying to get the hang of it. What sucks is that, you're always under surveillance by the boss (she has cameras in her office), there's always something to do, and the boss gets anal about doing things and having friends visit.

But a job's a job. I'll get the hang of it soon, even though she didn't really teach me everything I need to know. *cough cough* how to make a shake *cough cough* Customer comes in, asks for a shake, and I'm just standing there lookin like a dufus thinkin "uhhh, Betty didn't teach me how to make a shake. fuck."

But other than that, I'm starting to enjoy having a job. Once I get that check, baby.... DOUGH MAKIN'

I really need to save up cash for the week in New York during Spring Break with my tightest friend Amanda Navarro. So stoked. Possibly the only motivation for working there.

But yeah guys, come visit! If the boss ain't there, I'll hook you up. =)

Don't tip, though. Cuz then I'd have to sing.

"A scoopin' we will go

A mixin' we will go

High ho the dairy o'

We thank you for your dough"

plafugh. T_T

part 3: ghost & spirits

It's perfectly natural to contemplate whether there truly is some sort of entity that, you can say, is superior to us.

Many people believe in ghosts and spirits, and many don't--I definitely think it's an interesting thought. Perspectives of what ghosts and spirits really are are all just individual to each person, be it that they can be souls of the dead that linger among us or that "it" is the ultimate spirit formally known to be "God". We will never know.

Personally, I do believe that there is some superior entity--there just has to be.

I don't believe in a "god", but I think that there is something... something just there. It's obviously difficult to explain; it's just speculation for now, but just think about it.

Take gravity as an example. We can't see it, we can't feel it, we can't smell it, we can't taste it, we can't hear it, yet it's still there... it gives us our weight, it keeps us on the earth, and it keeps us alive. Same goes with magnetism or even atoms.

I saw this fuckin awesome documentary called "Cosmic Voyage" that basically talked about how the size of the universe is comparable to the atoms in our bodies. Plus, it's narrated by Morgan Freeman. Now you have to admit... anything with Morgan Freeman's voice is just gold (No wonder he always gets to play god in alotta films!) ahah. I highly recommend it. Netflix it!

In within the universe, there is this so called "dark matter". It's this mysterious, invisible substance that makes up 3/4 of the entire universe. Yup, you heard that right. 3/4. It's just... there. Just shows to prove that there always is a positive and negative to everything. Moon and sun; night and day; hot and cold; life and death; hairy and bald. It's everywhere!!@ It's all just a cycle.

It's really hard to explain, but I hope you get my drift. As for ghosts and spirits, I think it's just a misrepresentation and mislabel. As for things being moved around, white hazes, EVPs, yaddi yaddi yadda, I'm sure there's some kind of explanation. Who knows, there really might be spirits that roam around us; I'm a spiritual dude, so yeah I can dig it.

But above all, I think there is something. Something too astronomically sophisticated and extreme for our puny little brains to calculate. I don't think it has a physical being, but I do think it has it's ultimate "mind". I wouldn't consider it god, though. Music is my religion. But yeah.. I think it's a good thing that we don't know. Because once we know everything... I don't even know hahaha (get it? get it?)

part 2: the human life

i'm not really the type of person that dwells in the past. i've come to learn and accept that what's done is done, and there's no point in cryin over something that you can't change

it's really interesting, though, to think of what your current situation could be like, if you haven't made the decisions you have and made the decisions you haven't

jeeeeeez, now isn't that some heavy shit? :U

it's trippy to think that the littlest of the details really did have significant values in your life.

that one scene from the film The Curious Case of Benjamin Button where it showed how the female protagonist could've not gotten injured really stuck out to me

if the man hadn't woken up 5 minutes late, she could've still been able to dance.

if the man hadn't missed the taxi, she could've still been able to dance.

etcetera, etcetera (interesting thought: the language's equivalent to mathematic's infinity is "etcetera"! FUCK my mind just got blown.)

the fundamentals of existentialism really sticks out to me, but my views are individual; they're my own thaaaang, ya know?

there are moments in my life (i.e. coincidences) where i just feel like there really are reasons why things happen

the answers to reasons why will always be different amongst individuals because that is exactly what we are: individuals with individualistic everything

i think the reason behind life is just to be happy, but honestly i don't really fuckin care either. some people will "waste" their whole life searching for the answer to life, but i feel like they need to just sit down and look what's in front of them. humans always complicate shit up which annoys me sometimes. why can't we indulge in simplicities for once?

brahhh, i'm so certain that there's other life beings out there. there has to be. wouldn't make sense if we're the only ones... but then again, what makes sense anymore?

every answer we find raises more and more questions. it's an infinite cycle, because the truth is, there is no one definition.

whoa, getting too deep! i was in some sort of trance or some shit writing that. O.O

anyways, it's definitely an interesting topic. i still have so many thoughts i wish i could solidify into words.

the possibilities are infinite.

when i look back in my life and cringe at all the stupid shit i've done, i've just come to accept that those moments have shaped me to become who i am today and helped me to experience the broad spectrum of emotions. i'm happy and satisfied, so i'm grateful for all the shit that's happened in my life. you just have to have that mentality. you can reach ultimate happiness when you come to a point where you can just accept and embrace everything. but then again, too much of anything is bad for you.

always in moderation.

fuck AJSHSAJDJKAHDJKAHFKASHF i need sleep lol

yeah, i'm totally nuts.

it's the brain chemicals talking. yikes-aroni

now i want macaroni

yeah, i'm psycho.

i'm gonna stop writing now.

okay.

good night.

stoked to see what dreams my brain has in stored for me! x)

Venice High School Musical

oh hai ther

soooo, i uploaded the venice senior video a while ago, and it garnered quite a lot of likes and comments. im glad you guys loved it, but unfortunately facebook deleted it saying that it contained copyrighted material. yeah, fuck ya'll.

wasn't able to reupload it since i couldve gotten my video privileges taken away, so i looked elsewhere

YOUTUBE!

i reuploaded it a couple days ago, but it was deleted again for copyrighted material. total bullshiz, but with a few twerks here and there, i finally managed to get it back =] heheheheheehe MWAHAHHAAAHHA yeah.

so enjoy the video guys!

a tribute to the best class of venice high history.

PART 2 headed your way soon. SONG: WHAT'S MY AGE AGAIN!

YEAUH

rock on guys.

drizzle my nizzle

DUUUUUUUUUUDE it's raining soooo fuggin much

6 days back-to-back

super cold temperatures

80 mph fast winds

20 ft. rip tides

hail

floods

tornadoes... IN LA.

day after tomorrow anyone? -_-

fuckin global warming

the human mind: drugs and dreams

you know, lately i've been having these weird mind exploration phases

i can't seem to stop thinking about heavy duty shit

when i'm lying in bed looking at the sky from my window, i try to wonder what's happening out there

i think.. no, i'm certain, that there's life out there. or there's something that just isn't able to be explained by the human mind

we can come up with theories and interpretations but never a definite answer

it's so amusing to find that we human beings are so intrigued by such superficialities when in truth we should be intrigued by the naturalities and complexities of life

(play this video while you're reading this. it matches so well)

this one night, i was blazed as fuck and sat on a beach at night

the star studded sky looked amazing.. i wish there wasn't as much light pollution in the sky in the city

but anyways, as i stared up into the sky, i literally felt like i was flying through space

no joke.

the ambient repetitive sounds of the ocean waves crashing into the sand put me into this trance, and somehow the twinkling stars seemed to move around'

once i snapped out of this trance, i began to ponder how drugs are able to affect our mind to cause it to perceive this alternate reality

then i thought, how is the mind created in the first place?

everything about our body has a physical state.... except our mind.

how is it that the most beautiful part of our body has no physical state to it?

how does the tangible brain affect the intangible mind?

as many of you may know, i was a complete straight edge last year. anti-drugs only because it caused my brother's flourishing life to take a complete swerve and negatively affect his and our lives. but one day, when the opportunity came, i figured i can't judge it if i've never tried it and smoked away

i'd say this day was the (or one of the) turning point of my life.

it definitely allowed my mind to be set free and my imagination wild. it was such a different experience. with that done, i truly felt like i felt the full spectrum of emotions. it opened my mind considerably and of course, as said by it's reputation, it unlocked my gateway to the drug world.

now, i only take drugs for philosophical and self-discovery reasons - not just to do it. those who do that are straight-up losers.

dreaming is one of my favorite things to do. nightmares especially interest me. everyday when i wake up, i try to see if i can remember what i dreamt, if not try to imagine what i had.

i like how it's totally random and literally just the imagination running wild.

honestly, i see dreaming as a portal for the mind to another dimension

recently, i had a dream that i was being chased and eventually killed

i scavenged throughout the internet and found that your dreams had underlying meanings and were able to be interpreted. turns out being killed meant that the dreamer was changing but unaware of this. if you were the one killing in your dream, that meant that you were aware of being changed.

holy shit, i spent a whole hour typing this shit!!

got some dreaming to do! if i remember, i'll definitely give it a write-out here

thanks for reading guys.. to be continued!

together as one

so, it's the end of the year, the end of the decade.

i can't even believe what happened these past 10 years. SO much. SOSOSOOS OSO much.

fuckin' phenomenal. best decade ever... yet.

just when you think nothing can get any better, it always does

gotta keep that optimistic mentality with you all the time

i've learned ALOT this decade, this year especially and i've matured sooo much to the point where i look back at myself from back in the days and ask "that was really me? what the efffff" hehe

i've met sooo many amazing people this year, you really have no idea

it's as if we're all puzzle pieces and i just happened to luckily come across the ones to complete the whole picture. still some missing pieces though, as always o'course!

elementary school, middle school, high school... the transitions between these eras of my childhood life was just fuckin incredible. elementary... was surely an interesting experience. i've had 7 playdates, wore hip-hop baggy clothes, and was the weirdest kid you would ever meet.

middle school was more of a hibernation/hermit crab phase for me. shy as fuck, antisocial, quiet, and was one of those kids that would hang out in the library since i didn't really have people to hang out with.

but here comes high school. where the shell cracked and i become this totally opposite dude that starts makin shit crackin. crazy ass foo, das all i can say ahahaha

so pretty much, i think it's safe to say.. i had a great run. best decade.. yet. i can't even imagine what the 10s are going to be like. the evolution of music, fashion, politics, friends, school, and life above all. it's interesting that fads usually have about a 10 year span to them. but anyhoo, all i can say is, i can't fuckin wait and i'm stoked to see whats to come. throw away what you don't need to make room for whatever comes next. i'm not going to make resolutions only because i know i won't live up to them, and that i found out its best to just keep life spontaneous. i didn't plan shit out these past few years and everything turned out to be bomb.com. so, the 00's was awesome, but BRING ON THE 10's BAEBAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

p.s. i got a zebra snuggie for xmas. what aboutchu? :)

HAPPY THANKSGIVIN

HAPPY THANKSGIVING/TURKEY GENOCIDE DAY YALLLLL

Soooo excited. Hopefully this time, I'll get a legit one.

Last year, I had KFC, french fries, and some strawberry jam AND had to finish up my UC apps, so there were barely any thanks going around

ghetttooo nonetheless vurry vurry yummy

ah! my mama just came in through the door with some groceries

GOTS TO GO

HAVE AN AWESOME THUNKSGIVIN EVERYONE

p.s. I have an electro blog. elektrosapien.blogspot.com

check it out!

THE END

Hey dawggsssss

Sooooo, I think I'm gonna stop with this personal blog and create a music blog, mainly focusing on electro, but maybe I'll throw in some indie and whatnot.

I'll keep you posted!

BB

I feel like I never get a break from drama.

Parents on the bridge of filing for divorce, failing grades, and now BB, the coolest cat ever.

We haven't really been paying much attention to her.. I've just been so busy with school and trying to ease the tension between my parents, ya know?

BB had a very bad case of the fleas. She was completely covered with them and I saw blood under her left ear. It was really bad. It was no wonder I didn't see her. She was in pain and she was just there under the bed sleeping in her own hammock the whole time (Yeah, she sleeps in a hammock on the sheets under my parent's mattress haha). She eventually came out, and because of her fleas, our home was infested. It was disgusting. We called the exterminator and they're coming on the 17th, but yeah. I guess my parents just couldn't handle the extra pressure. Their bedroom is completely fuddled with fleas.. She wakes up with tons of flea bites everyday. It's driving her even more over the edge.

I wanted to send BB to get her groomed and get some flea medicine applied on, but my parents just didn't want to spend extra bucks. They basically just threw her away as if she was trash.. But then again, if our circumstances were much better, I'm sure they would've done all they could to save her. It was just a bad time.

Anyways, they sent her to the animal shelter and left her there.. It wasn't easy to let them get my permission to let BB go, but considering our familial and financial situation, it was for the best.

I wonder if she's thinking about us right now... Anyways, I hope everything works out for her. I feel guilty for letting something that's done nothing but good for the family just be tossed away.

I miss you and your adventurous, crazy, self. I'm sure you'll find a better family soon.. Think of it as an adventure.

I will surely miss chasing you around, cleaning after your toilet paper confetti mess, catching you drinking from the toilet, scratching my door, watching you play with the fake mouse, and seeing you dash towards your bowl whenever I pour food.

Will never forget you

Love,

your best friend since birth. DBae

part of the weekend never dies

"what's a four letter word for the most legendary weekend ever? It ain't epic... it ain't sick... it's HARD. oh sheeeeeit" -bae

Ahh, the weekends. What will we do without 'em

This weekend was just.. pure legend. Every second is worth talking about. I can't even summarize what happened

Twas all a fmly reunion. I even got to see people I haven't seen since graduation!

Friday was awesome, but it started out blehh... Filled with drama llamas. A friend of mine got his and his friend's tickets snatched while in line. He ran after him and got into a fistfight, but his glasses fell off. He was blind without 'em, so that ass got away. On top of that, one of my friends lost her ticket on the way. J found a legit ticket on the floor while in line, but found out that the ticket he bought for $130 was counterfeit, so he took it instead. She had no choice but to stay behind and her boyfriend stayed with back at Randy's.

Fackin' shady people dude. Whatever happened to reppin' PLUR (Peace.Love.Unity.Respect)?

My favorite DJs that night in this order: 2ManyDJs, Bloody Beetroots, Deadmau5

2ManyDJs was just funfunfun. He covered all aspects of music including rock, hiphop, 90s elektro, and even some slow jams. Hah, my hero.

Bloody Beetroots.. all I can say is WOOP WOOP!

Deadmau5.. I guess I was just too hyped up for him. I mean c'mon, I listen to this dude's music everyday, he has such a massive following of fans, and his music is just ART. I was a little disappointed of how he was live. But ya know, he's young. In a few years, he'll hit the textbooks, yo. But yeah, even more disappointed that my perception was enhanced when he played (if ya know wha I mean heheh :] )

After that, AFTER PARTYIN' IT UP! I had some really dank 420.. Blueberry kush. One HUGE hit from a bong and I was GONE. Like, two levels above faded. If there is such a thing. Not even in a dimension. I felt like a dimension was being exploded to birth. Slow as fuck, and everyone was mufflin-talkin. Knocked out?

Saturday, woke up with a smile, went home, took a shower, and then it was back at Randy's. The group was much smaller since they were going to Monster Massive. Watched some Footloose (This movie is so 80s. AHA) while waiting and the budddddies finally came. Got there, and to my surprise, Deadmau5 was playing again! Ahoy! I was flubbergusted (spell?) and excited, cuz I could listen to him with perception-enhancing substances now! STOKED AS FUCK!

We all got in, did it, and went to go see who was playing. Major Lazer played and man, he's sooooo good. Diplo and Switch, what can go wrong? His set made me feel like I was in a rave in Jamaica. Oh man, one day that'll happen, but yeah. EPIC EPIC EPICKPKDSIJD! Everything was a blur afterwards (Hahaha). Lili and I were chillin' for a bit, and spontaneously found the weirdest/chillest place down the stairs of the Shrine. I think we went backstage or something. I dunno, but we weren't supposed to be there. We went down these stairs and found this dressing-roomish place. Mirrors and lights, sinks and dripping water. It was completely silent.. kinda hard to believe since there were 938395839 dancing&screaming people just a level right above us. We heard a little bit of the song through the pipes going through the ceiling.

We called that place the "White Room". Poetic, hah.

We went up and listened to Deadmau5. He was definitely better the second time. <3

I met lots of chill people, though there was this guy trippin' really bad on shrooms there..

Advice: Don't do shrooms at concerts/raves/places where there are a lot of people you don't know!

Again, everything was a blur. My favorites of that night in order: Basement Jaxx, Modeselektor, Deadmau5, Justice, Major Lazer. :))))))

AFTER PARTYIN' IT UP AGAIN cept this time was better. Hahahaha, not going into details.

This weekend was amazing, and I fuckin' can't wait for TAO (Together As One). For those of you reading, if you've never been to a rave/DJ concert before, you should! It's definitely an experience you should try once in yo life.

NEW YEARSSSSSS ahhhhhhh only two months..

Hard NYE vs TAO? Idk.. but it's for me, it's TAO for nao.

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.