//emo//chill
//song//selective : the starting line

//mi[gusta]
i like my live journal a lot...expect more updates there...i don't know what i'm going to do with the extra space, because i plan on maintaining both.

//singular
i'mma remain single for the time being. i like carina...but i like how things are going: at a proper pace. and i like having the option to keep my doors open.

don't settle for the one you can live with, settle for the one you can't live without.

so...it'll take sometime...this is still a december i'll remember...i'm single and happy during the holidays...it kinda rocks. i haven't found what i'm looking for...whatever that is.

//lj
i also have a new live journal...yes, i will still maintain this site as my primary journal...it's just nice to have a live journal too, when you've got friends who have ljs as well...so rock on. like bjork.

//emo//NOT HUNGOVER!!!
//song//konstantine (with new verses) : something corporate

//awesome
yesterday was, like, totally, the most awesome thursday in the history of thursdays.

//apple
seriously...the apple store rocks. yes, i had to kick chris out, but we had to meet il. but, dude...i love that store. oh, and i want an apple now. screw pcs.

//iliana
yesterday was the first time that chris and i had met iliana in person. good times. cool girl...at the mall, i think i may have made a decent impression. at the concert was another story.

//freedom
i don't have a problem with the french. but, the institution of freedom fries is laughable. you won't see me freedom kissing anybody, so you can shove your freedom fries up your ass. anyways. so, chris, il, and i threw our change into a pot and decided to go to mcdonalds and order some fries...freedom fries.

cashier: can i help you?
me: yes. i'd like some small freedom fries.
cashier: what?
me: (louder) small. freedom. fries. freedom fries.
(female cashier next to him holds back laughter, manager is confused)
me: (still loud) freeeeedom fries. small freeeedom fries.
cashier: um...that'll be $1.08
me: oh, okay...for the freeeeedom fries. okay. i've got change i gotta get rid of, hold on.
(drop all my change, $2.00 about, on the floor)
me: oh shit. damnit...hold on. (on the ground, grabbing change, counting it)...okay...here's a quarter, oh, and another, here's a dime...okay...here's the rest.

//seven
okay. i've gotta tell you...i didn't plan on getting sh_tfaced before the show. but...things happen.

so, before the show chris and i go to his old friends' apartment. good times. then, i was all like do you have anything to drink? and he was all like well...we've got water...and vodka. what do you want?

if you know me, then you know my answer. if you don't know me, you'll figure it out.

so, i have one shot. chase it down with a cookie.
i have another shot. chase it down with a cookie.

chris and chris are still playing mario kart,
so i decide to have another shot. chase it down with a hershey's kiss.

chris and chris are still playing mario kart,
so i decide to have, yet, another shot. and another shot. chase it down with another hershey's kiss.

chris and chris are still playing mario kart,
chris, if you lose, then i'm gonna have a sixth shot. if you win, i'm gonna have a seventh shot.
which chris are you talking to?
no answer. shot six. hershey's kiss.

okay, we've gotta bail and go to the concert, we'll be back after the show.
wait, chris, hold on, one more thing.
seventh shot. hershey's kiss.

oh...i left out this important note: this all took place within a 10-15 minute period.

well...at the concert, i was fairly inebriated, to put it lightly.

as iliana put it: i looked like i was gonna pass out during the opening bands.

it was still fun...but, i think i ended up scaring iliana and olga.

//filling.the[gaps]
okay...so, rx bandits and mae dropped the tour...so, who was gonna fill in the gaps?

well...the format opened, we caught the end of the set, and iliana was disappointed...rightfully so. we were expecting better.

filling in for mae...days away...not bad...i was hella drunk at the time...but i liked them.

then...surprise: rx bandits ended up showing up...i was hella surprised...and super psyched to hear decrescendo live...they rock live.

something corporate comes on stage, with the ominous piano center stage, of course. i was semi-sobered up by then...and i enjoyed it. crowd surfed. moshed during hurricane. awesome times.

//today
poly sci final.
meeting up with carina and connecticut friend.
yeah buddy.

//emo//rockin
//song//the nightlife : the starting line

//san.diego
alright...soon, chris and i will be heading out to san diego to go see something corporate...yeah buddy.

//block
writer's block sucks...especially when you're doing well musically, but can't seem to whip it out lyrically. i'm trying not to force it out though...it is just hard.

//events
tomorrow, it would seem that julie is coming home. rock.
tomorrow, it would seem that i have a poly sci final. and i'm not worried about it. rock.
tomorrow, it would seem that i am meeting up with carina and friend to hang out. rock.

//emo//smmashing...again
//song//baby blue : the early november

//survey
i usually don't put surveys up on the site...but, i posted one version on friendster, and i wanted to another version, so i'll post it here.

Choose a band and answer only in song titles by that band
band: something corporate

are you male or female? i woke up in a car
describe yourself: not what it seems
how do some people feel about you? ruthless
describe your main interest: she paints me blue
how do you feel about yourself? 21 and invincible (well...minus a year)
describe your ex: if i were a terrorist (i'd bomb your graduation)
describe how you love: i won't make you
describe how you live: inside the pocket
describe what you want to be: the astronaut
describe your current mood: hurricane
describe your friends: babies of the 80s
share a few words of wisdom: forget december

//5[o'clock]
it's gotta be 5 o'clock somewhere in the world...

my breakfast consisted of the following:
[~] gingerbread latte
[~] waffles
[~] irish gingerbread latte (3:1 coffee to irish cream ratio)

it tasted good. and it did nothing for my golf swing.

i suck hard, but i don't mind swinging the club around at some balls with chris.

//over.it
i'm over everything at work. a bit jaded...but over it. that's not to say that i don't want another attraction...because i do, sorely.

the last few nights at the resort have been nice...no drama...i've worked with josh m, ryan r, tasia, jim, adrian, and others for the most part...and it's been cool. i miss bo and nicole...i think that my past eleventy shifts have involved mike w being lead, and i don't mind at all.

//chill
this friday i'mma be chilling with carina and her friend from ct, who wants to meet me because carina has told her about me...i'm thinking it'll be fun. we'll see.

//high.school
i hung out with choir kids from my old high school yesterday. i kinda feel bad, KINDA, because i kept on ragging everyone about how much they suck now because me and jessica taylor aren't in the choir anymore. todd was all like hey, come on now...and i was all like dude, i haven't really seen you guys in action, so i'm just totally joking, but if there's any truth to what i'm saying, then that's your fault.

i've been ever so much the a__hole lately...and i like it. my blunt honesty makes me happy.

//drama
if i let the drama takeover my life, then i let everyone else win. i won't let everyone else win.

//emo//jaded
//song.1//my stupid mouth : john mayer
//song.2//here's your letter : blink 182
//song.3//space : something corporate

//not.mine
this isn't my battle to fight. simply put.

the thing that just bugs me the most is that people are sticking their necks into stuff when:
a. they don't know anything about it.
b. they have no business saying anything about anybody.

on the another side of things, this has served as a catalyst for me to strip myself down at work and show who i really want to be around...who i really want to talk to. unfortunately, it also tests the friendships that i've begun within the past few months...friendships i've really appreciated.

from my point of view, having heard stories from all directions...what i can pick up is that there is a lot of miscommunication...that's my take.

this isn't my problem, and i'm not going to make it my problem anymore...i dont need it.

//the.problem
my problem is the environment. i could beat this dead horse, but i already have, and i'm not gonna. it's why i want out. plain and simple.

//let.go
i'm gonna let go of a lot of this unnecessary crap because it's more than i need...i just want to sit back and be happy for once in december.

//tired
i'm tired of everyone.