gobble gobble day

so gobble gobble day was fun. hung out with the fams at the collyers. yay for family and good food. too bad my tita who makes the "white ppl" food like turkey, stuffing, ham, lasagna didnt show up. we still had turkey tho. so yay. it was basically turkey and filipino food. what nice thanksgiving huh? it was kinda cool being able to go out and have a smoke and just not give a fuck what the family said. i know they're probably frowned upon it, but shit...i've had a rough fuckin month and me smoking is the least of their worries!

afterwards i saw el crimen de padre amaro [i think i spelled that right] damn good film. i still dont know how i feel tho. me and ivy arent the most devout catholic of catholics, but we kept saying to ourselves...oh shit!! sacrilege...blasphemy!!! and all i can say is that if priests looked as hot as that one guy i'd be at mass errryday damnit!

i came home, meaning the vine, today. i couldnt stand being at home home. i visit mom and hang out with her, which is cool. but her nursing home just brings back old memories of when lola was in one of those places. i cant stand being there...the smell...the air...it just feels so wrong. i know it must sound like i dont want to be with my mom, but thats not the case. i love hanging out with my mom, she freakin keeps makin me cry tho!! [homie phil knows!] its just that its hard for me to deal with the fact that my mother is in a place like that. my dad wants to be there 24/7, but his is a different case. i'm my mother's daughter, the love i have for her is different than my dads. my mom is my dads life partner and i know its hurting him so much to see her like this. he probably doesnt understand where i'm coming from and i know i should explain this all to him, but its hard.

so far this gobble gobble break has been a good one. so yay to that
=)

 
labelmaker

best friend is a label too...

 
vocab

so wow yapstar's all about the vocab words up in her blog. sheesh the drama don't stop in the there man. good luck to y'alls and ur shit dude!

i know i should be studying for my spanish test tomorrow...but of course i've found something else to do, like blog.

its been an interesting [good and bad interesting] past couple of days. school is bleh. life is better bleh. i really can't wait for thanksgiving break and just take a break from it all and relax. i need this vacation from school, althogh since i hardly go to class does this mean i'm taking a vacation from a vacation???

and here's a tip for all you confused folk in the world [something i learned from dio a while back...]

usually the answer that you are looking for is the simplest answer of them all...

 
random moments

"this is what it sounds like when doves cry"

"you're fired"

"hit me with ur best shot"

orange slice and tommies burgers

target trips with no $$$

rememberin that i owe thao cookies!

wackass girls suck poopy ::hugs for homie phil::

allergies blow..but naps are fun!

 
aww this makes me think of vortex crew...

The Look By Ryan Tedder

Is it possible maybe to have a love so strong
That nothing could ever compare
I'm holding back nothing just for the look in your eyes
So baby don't be surprised

Well I want to know what makes your world go round
And I want to hear your voice for the sound
A love that defines all I've had in mind
Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes

*small guitar break*

Impossible, maybe, but worth one last try
I'm waiting on your reply
I'm sitting here patiently just for the chance that I might be able to hold you tight
And I want to know what makes your world go round
And I want to hear your voice for the sound
A love that defines all I've had in mind
Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes

Now time is all that we have
So won't you let me inside your perfect world for one night
Just open up for me
Girl I swear that I will be everything you've ever thought a man should be

And I want to know what makes your world go round
And I want to hear your voice for the sound
A love that defines all I've had in mind
Now I'm holding back nothing for the look in your...

I can see the way you're lookin' back at me
Oooh... Could it be that you see what you want to see
Just let your eyes believe it
I'll never lie to you, in my arms you will be, forever and I...
I'm holding back nothing for the look in your eyes
The look in your eyes... *guitar fades out*

and

I Will Try By Ryan Tedder

Tonight I sit awake and wonder
I sit awake, I cannot fake the slumber

*guitar*

Called you late last night
just to see if you'd answer
to know you're alright
I'm trying to show what I feel inside
love I no longer can hide

So tonight I sit awake and I try
to count the minutes til the next time that you and I are together
I promise you that I will try
I will try...
Ooohhh...

I cannot read your mind
I'm asking you questions, and I wait for replies
If you would say the words I'm wanting you to say
these words will draw us nearer, I'm seeing things clearer
and right now that try as I may to hold you tight
it's gonna be another lonely night

Tonight...
I sit awake and I try...
to count the minutes til the next time that you and I are together
I promise you that I will try
I will try to be the one that you need
if you just reach out for me
I will always be there
I swear... *hits a really high note*

Tonight...
I sit awake and I try...
to count the minutes til the next time that you and I are together
I promise you that, I promise you that, I promise... you that
I promise you that I will try
I will try...
Ooohhh...
Eeehhh

Baaa Baaabe

Ooohhh...

 
lalala...

i spent the day today with my pops and moms at mommy's rehab center. i dont like the rehab center that much bc the ppl there are all old and it reminds me of lola's rehab facility. so usually i get dad to take me home so i can sleep. the place is pretty close; i could probably walk, but bc of dads paranoid fear he'll always drive me home. i teared to day. moms getting better she's moving a lot. today she grabbed my hand and played with it. she pretended to bless me! for all those non-filipino's its a custom that younger people show respect to older people by taking their hand and putting it on their forehead. the thing that made me tear up is that she took my hand another time and brought it to her cheek. she then kissed it. i miss my mom and that action made me shed a couple of tears. its the most reaction ive gotten from her in the past month and its meant a whole lot. i can see it in her eyes. she's slowly coming back. i can't wait for the day i can hear her voice yell at me again. ha its tragic that i say that, but its true.

dads finally going back to work tomorrow. he's been gone for a whole month. i hope he can last the whole day. his life needs to gain some normalcy. i feel so bad for my dad. he's so used to having mommy around and having me gone. now when i come home it means a lot to him for me to spend time with him. but i get cabin fever in our house so i usually end up taking off at night. i'm an only child and used to the freedom, so its gonna be a hard adjustment.

thanksgivings gonna be hard. tita nenette told us not to bring food, but of course dad left me in charge of picking something up. most likely a pie will be our contribution. if i could i would make mommy's famous green jello/cheesecake concoction. its so scrumptious, but i dont have the time bc of school and what not oh boo. pumpkin or apple pie and whip cream it is.

two of my fav movies to watch on cable are: sister act2 and hook. i know its cheesey but those movies always make me smile. sister act2 has the music and the cheesey comedy to make me smile and hook...well hook means something special to me. when mom first had her stroke, me and dad had to go the hospital the 2nd or 3rd night bc she had to have surgery. i cried so much that night, but i stopped crying because hook was on in the waiting room. i know the movie is supposedly one of the worst adaptations of peter pan, but hey...it worked. i got through the night.

so ya, i'm pretty happy and content right now. saw a couple of cheesey movies, hung out with the moms and pops, and my friends are superduperluper...(stole that luper thing from papa james!)

i'm no longer confused too, which is a most definite plus. props to the fresh off the beats crew for throwing a dopeass party. i was able to get my drink on at a respectable price and all in all it was good times good times =)

as i said on an rex's guestbook:
peace and longinasa grease (but remems to exercise bc clogged arteries aren't good!)

 
on my mind...

brown sugar
love and bball
confusion
again???
= /
best friends
comfortability level
so what now?

i'm so terribly confused right now.

 
narcolepsy....

so my penchant [sp thanks mike] for sleep caused me to miss the meteor shower yesterday, but as i talked to the homie phil...yeah thats what they said last year about the meteor shower then too! [oh btw phil...ya nice guys always finish last...maybe u should be more of an asshole??] ehh but ernieways i ended up crashin at mikes pad for a bit. i think my body is sayin "girl u need sleep" and it puts me in a state of narcolepsy that doesnt allow for me to do much of anything else.

i have to watch some spanish films for spanish class so if anyone would like to join me i'll be seeing "real women have curves" and "el crimen de padre amora or amaro" i cant remems the title of the last one. they're supposed to be good films so lemme know if ya wanna pull a ditch day!

this whole boy sitch. i know i make too much outta nothing and i feel sorry for the best friends [nic, jen, ivy, alex and mike=poor mike who i spend 10hours a day with...] that hear me whine. hopefully i'll be patient enough to see any of these situations materialize into something. but you guys all know me i'm a fickle pickle.

actually am at commons right now and got some studying done. goddamn can u believe that shit? i sure can't. but i did realize that i can't study for shit. man i have no idea how i'm gonna survive grad school.

ok i'm out...time to read or daydream some more
peace and blessings

 
???

something must be seriously wrong with my psyche at the moment. i have no idea how i go from high to low so quickly but somehow i do.

i was a ok until my realization that i have to start tues and thurs at 930am next quarter. and then it also hit me that i have glen mimura and linda vo as profs next quarter. OHMYLANTA, these are great prof's and all, but my narcolepsy comes into full effect when i'm in their classes. i start the day with linda and end with glen, eek! at least i dont have class on fridays.

i'm in a poopy mood. someone cheer me up =/

 
more yayness

the mommy situation is gettin better and better. while in class pops called to tell me that mommy was responding to questions that the doctors and nurses were asking her. they asked if she was cold and she nodded yes. then they asked if they saw dad and she nodded yes again. she was asked another question, i can't remems what, and she nodded no. she tried to talk, but all the tubes and what not stopped her from saying something.

so yay to that. my moms is getting better and better. i'm off to the valley to see her and hang out with the fams again.

mornin
hope u all have bright days and beautiful evenings
peace and blessings

 
yay

so today was a good day, as ice cube would put it. class was class, not payin attn of course. but i noticed how very left the prof is for phil poetry. then it was off to the pub for beer and fries with emil and jason. had this chocolate stout with raspberry cider. it was the shit, like a mochaberry from borders-just with alcohol. then it was off to la bc mikehad to find emily a bday gift. that never happened. we ended up eating at cafe 50s, chillin at 3rd st. and then diggin at amoeba. picked up wedding planner on dvd for 995. that was such a steal man. i coulda got the princess diaries, but one dvd was enough.

then it was off to the nov reign party at corner office. that was good times man. it was so much fun hanging out with everyone just chillaxin with some drinks and smokes and dancing in between. apparently i busted game on this one cutie. i so didnt know that i was until someone pointed it out to me. i didnt think it was really game, the guy looked very out of the convo, so i just talked to him so he could be in the convo. but psuedobestfriend pointed out that that was game. game?? really? i just do that all the time though, i hate it when someone's feelin left out. hmm interesting no?

so im gonna hafta stop obsessing. sorry to psuedobestfriend for having to listen to me complain and whine about the b1,b2,b3 issues i've been having. thanks though.

after the party we [me, mike, emil, and chari] kicked at norms for a late nite bite. that was fun, but i had to take a major shit afterwards. all that alcohol and food wasnt settling very nice in my tummy.

today was a good night. it made me realize how much i miss some of these cats. great ppls=great times. and i also realized i need to stop bitchin and whinin and just play.

nite sprites
peace

 
confusion, delusion, and conclusions

had to write a paper..didnt get done till 10am, spew. and then dorothy said its not due til tomorrow. fuck that, i just turned it in and was rid of it. i was so delirious from that paper. listening to rex navarette didnt exactly help. i woke up at around 6ish to take psuedobestfriend mike home. he probably wouldnt have written that shit if i didnt bug him. hed still be trippin about churchgirls and shit. then i got some rest and wrote the rest of the paper. missed espanol, but whatever i dont care.

i talked to rex while i was typing out my madness. keep your head up homie. we'll be independently wealthy and be able to do what we love (film/music/art) one day. that would be dope shit. i know it'll happen for rex,that fools too talented to not have it happen. cya at corner office tonight man!

so basically i was a walking zombie today. soooo tired. good note, working the psuedo game. that made me laugh...im such a dork, but y'all already know that.

shit i really miss playin ball right now. i was talkin to ivy about it and we were reminscing about all the fun times we had playing ball. psuedobestfriend learned of the tonapah makeshift hoopitup tourneys in the driveway. those were fun, even though i was the only girl i think it was cool. the guys didnt really see me as some girl playin ball, just another one of the homies playin ball. and when march rolls around i get all misty eyed bc it brings back memories of how my high school teachers would leave channel 2 up all day and "teach" with the games playin in the background. maybe i'll pick up a ball at target or something.

things to do
**watch planes take off from john wayne or lax
**sit at harbor house and have a strawberry shake
**sit at one of the coves and just enjoy the beach
**start playin ball again

nitesprites

 
yay to ricky for my shout out on his blog. i agree with his commentary on the fact that the blogger type things or xanga things have limited many interactions. shit the first thing we talked about when i bumped into him today was his blog haha. so here's ricky's mindless dribble have fun everyone

MyndClowder

 
OOooo and BOOOO

today was fun. missed one class today as usual. attempted to avoid the prof who's class i ditched and ended up seein her on several occasions on campus. man oh man that shit would only end up happening to me.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JP!!! yay the jaypizzle is 21 and he hit up the pub 3 times today. man i'm so proud. it brought a tear to my eye and everything. every tues and thurs? hmm only if ur buyin jp, i'm broke as a joke!

hit up the microcenter with mike and eros. its a store that only mike would know of. it had toys in there that lil'ol'me couldn't afford =(

afterwards it was ha mtg...same ol'same ol

bataan death march vigil. very informative and pensive time there. my addhd started kickin in and i had to grab a smoke break in the back with sexy bryant. it was cool tho kickin it with joy and shane....shane crackin jokes a la rex navarette style was funny. the veterans are cool ppls man. cant believe the us govt still won't give them their benefits. shit they're hella old and leavin the earth 5 to 6 men a day. boo on that shit. ok ok i'll step off the soapbox now.

then it was off to jp's bday shindig at bjs in tustin. his old cumbre resis, some ra's, modern, some mesa staff, and his old puente peeps were all there to watch jp act like a drunk dancin fool. we were all waitin for him to peace out and crash, since thats what jp does when he's inebriated. we did an ra kamikaze shot, in which thao complained bc it was "fruity". damn thao and her no fruit policy! but jp was cool and he faired pretty well, so yay for him.

thao is meanie!! ok ok shes not...most of the time. =p she has this thing sayin OOooo and BOOO. i dunno thao's weird, just like me. so its all good in the hood.

and now i'm at home. i just took out my braids so the hair is the very big and crimped right now and munchin on chinese leftovers.

ahh yes the college life. oh and i finished another story today. wow this whole concept of finishing shit is amazin me here. i'll post it on the cloudydays sight soon.

peace and blessings
and dont forget the salad dressing

 
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something rad

while i was channel surfin in moms room today i landed upon good ol'kcet. they were showing sesame st, so i figured might as well...there's nothing better to watch. the letter of the show today was "O" and as i was watching one of their bits was breakers doing their stuff in the letter "O" these cats were doing head spins and windmills it was sick. i couldnt believe that sesame st. was showing hip hop love. that was rad. usin hip hop to teach lil munchkins, thats peachy keen there.

something hard

so mom had surgery today. they took the feeding tube out of her nose and inserted a tube that directly went into her stomach. she kept going in and out. she'd open her eyes and look around, but you couldnt tell if she was conscious or not. my dad was lookin mighty sad and it was breakin my heart. he asked me the question, "do you think i'm strong enough to handle all this?" and then he asked me, "are you strong enough to handle this?" fuck how am i supposed to answer that? so i broke down today. after holding up ok for the past couple of weeks, the stress of it all hit me and i broke down in my car.

something sweet

as i was leaving to go back to the vine dad walked me to my car and we bumped into tita evans, tito alex, ate leah, bryan, and jade. jade was so cute holdin ate leah and tito alex's hands. that kid made my day a lot better. she looked so happy and it gave me hope to think that if that little munchkin can smile so can i. i played with her and asked her how old she was. she responded with "i'm 2 years old!" and then when i asked what her name was she said "i'm 2 years old!" hehe kids got a one track mind there.

oh and i actually finished a story today. its up on cloudydays if ya wanna check it out. its called "family firing squad (one big happy family)

 
you're weird.
sorry.
no, that was a compliment.

prior to the whole hard days thing i went out with mike and his friend david. and i illustrated some of my weirdness to them. mikes used to it, but david wasn't. the three of us saw 8mile, which was ok...the battle's were cool, but the rest of the film wasnt that much of an acting stretch for eminem. david saw john sally walk into our theater. and when we were on our way out i was making some crack about how as a former resident of detroit would 8mile have been a proper representation of detroit. then i went off on how homeboy john sally has nba rings from three teams, detroit, chicago, and la. david was most impressed by my knowledge of bball. and this led into a conversation of bball, college bball, football (pro and college). what can i say? i grew up my cousins sean, charlie, and vince. we played ball in the street and were rowdy lil rugrats. hmm an element of my weirdness i guess.

an another note...

found two more films on my must see list. so lemme dust my soapbox and stand upon it and say that everyone in this world should see donnie darko and ghost world. ok ok i'm on the late train i know for these films, but hell....i've been broke off my ass and havent been able to make it to the blockbuster or hollywood video of late. if ya like quirky intelligent fliks, definitely check these two out. my dumbdowned explaination of each film is ghostworld: two girls growin up, post high school life and donnie darko: life of a schizo kid.

when i was watching these two movies a question that one of my fav film prof rachel would ask kept ringing in my head, "whats the theme of the film?" hmm teenage angst, identity crisis, outcasts...if anyone else knows, wanna enlighten me too? hit the tag board with your comments.

nite sprites

 
hard days...

mixed emotions filled my day today.

i had to hold back tears of joy when my mom actually opened her eyes today when i said good morning to her. when i told her to squeeze my hand she did too. mommy responded to my voice a lot today. dad said she likes my voice, she's keeps opening her eyes and lookin at me and my dad when i would ask her to.

and then as me and pops were leaving i had to stop tears of sadness when my dad thought that perhaps mom doesnt look at him bc she's angry at him. that hurt a lot. i cant imagine what he's thinking. i dont think mom is mad at him...he says he came too late when she had her stroke. i dont want my daddy to feel that its all his fault....and then I had to be the strong one when he started to choke up. my dad doesnt choke up ever...i know this is hurting him a lot...its moments like this where i wish i had a brother or sister with me. its hard being an only child and going through all of this. i know i have my cousins and all...but ya...its not the same

and then again with the frustrated tears. the laptop went psycho on me and wasnt working. called dell tech support and got no help. went outside on my stoop to smoke a cigarette and bitch to best friend ivy who knows her computer shit. dad called dell tech support and actually got some answers and got the laptop working. i was fuckin on the verge of tears bc i know we cant afford fixing the laptop if its craps out again
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remembered this as i was sittin in moms hospital room...

when i was a wee rugrat i ran around with no fear and i nearly got run over by a car. i was walking with my parents as we were going to the now defunct adrays, which was like an electronics kind of dept store, and the toy i was holding fell and rolled into the drivethrough of adrays. so i pulled away from my moms hands and ran to pick up the toy. the car damn near killed me but i didnt know bc i was just happy to have my toy in my hands. there are times where i think that lil'non scurrrdy cat kid needs to come back...i wonder if she can??

peace and longinisa grease
gnite sprites

 
an interesting story...

once upon a time, kuya germs smoked sherm while getting a perm with his dermatologist friend who cheated on his paleontologist wife who caused much strife in everyone's life because she hit the pipe hard and was hooked on crack from back alley cats who still loved smack from back in the day when they used to play by the bay on the merry-go-round on top of and mound which a bloodhound used to chill on and get his fill on with purina puppy chow with his chinese owner yao who used to have a cow back in the motherland. he'd be writing mindless dribble and writing scrible wondering what it would be like to have a moat if he lived in a castle would thta be a hassle, but perhaps it would be rather nice having alligators protecting mice. he woke up every morning to a cigarette and regret, inhaled his stress and exhaled the mess, flicked out the rest to get shit off his chest. ashed life for change and only got a penny, every day was in every way only one game of many. played by god he ashed for sod but only got grass, smoked away the apst, erased the future, pain was his tutor, and it taught him to learn. learn what? the periodic table of elements. atomic weights are important in the southern states. it helps you mate with those not overweight. oh, he couldn't wait to have a turn, after kuya germs. he'd spread stds with the greatest of ease. he'd get between knees and give venerial disease. oh what a treat to meet a new lady friend. every night they'd go out and do it again. by 10oclock they'd be involved in a tag team. yao and kuya germs, makin girls cream. cash rules everything around me he said as he was read his sentence. a lesson learned, earned on the daily, he tried to tell her no but he only choked out "maybe." in decisive in considerate, illiterate, a nitwit, a moron he poured on his armor and peeled off her garter and reacted for the light frustration was his wife. indeed he was frustrated in every which way possible apparently the life he was leading wasnt exactly full. so he peaced out and said good night to what he knew and attempted to start a new, but the way the world works he was sucked back in again and so he drudges on and scratches the perm on his head.

odd things come out of odd minds
thanks to eros and mike for aiding in my attempt to not be bored in class

 
eek!

so i just experienced the scariest drive home ever. when i started the drive back to irvine i nearly hit a lampost near the onramp. then close to the airport a car had skidded and stopped in the middle of the lanes and i narrowly avoided that. and then the boredom of the drive nearly killed me as i phased in and out of consciousness, which scared me bc its fuckin raining, i'm driving, and i dont want to die.

i finally got back though...ohmylanta you dont know how happy i was to see the university exit off the 73.

peace and blessings.

 
questions

are the red hot chilli peppers a good band or a good la band?

is 311 a good band or a good santa barbara band?

is sublime a good b and or a good long beach band?

is christina aguilera a good singer or a ho?

who knows...

 
memories

back in the day me and my cousins did fun things after the st. genevieve elementary school last bell, which really sounded like an atomic bomb siren, would go off. we used to go the panorama city library where we were supposed to do our homework. we thought we were badasses for hanging out with the cool st.gen high schoolers. we would go to kaiser permanente and kick it on the 3rd(?) floor and wait for tita nenette to come out. we were the cutest as we would go into the nurses station, make our eyes all big and cute and get some lollipops. and my favorite mems is hanging out at tonopah. that house has a lotta memories. my mom would either give me 20bux to buy all us rugrats dinner or she would buy as carls jr or jack in the box before pickin me up. it was the highlight of our fuckin week, eating fast food hahaha. or playin in the street. we used to go around riding bikes and scooters and only going like two or three houses down bc then we'd be too far from the house. playin "donut shop" and pretending one of us was a cop buyin a gripload of donuts. playin "school" and doing our assignments (yea what the fuck were we thinkin!!!). playin football in the street, getting all scartched up from fallin on the concrete, yellin out "CAR!" a vehicle was about to kill our munchkin bodies. playin ball in the driveway and thinking we were dope shit when we would dunk...with the assistance of a bench haha. or endless games of horse, pig, around the world, or 21. watchin cartoons and stupid tv shows (oprah, 321 contact, and god knows what..damn tonopah for not having cable!) agreeing to do any chore outside bc it meant we could play, for example: watering the roses and the grass.

those were fun times...i wonder what i'll be reminscing about in another 10 years. i'm sure i'll be thinking about those good all rugrat years, but what college memories am i going to recall? maybe...nights at the pub, trips to la, smoking way too many cigarettes, norms, kickin it at the cross, ciudad, otero, asamhouse 1078, crushin on way too many boys, checkin out way too many boys, kaba, apsa, vac, puso, pcn

guess i've got enough memories then..haha

guess i'm in one of those relfective modes again...come june i'm sure i'll be writing something similar

thanks for listening...peace and blessings

 
an open letter...

i just wanted to thank all of you, my family and friends, for the love and support you've shown me in the past couple of weeks. i dont think i could have made it through the days and nights without your phone calls, ims, hang out sessions, smoke breaks, laughs, hugs, and whatever y'all do to check up on me. monetary donations can be sent to:

443 arroyo dr irvine ca 92612

hahaha but i jest i jest. what all of you've done has made me smile, even cry with thanks.

its sad that such a drastic occurrence, like my mom's stroke, has caused me to appreciate all that life has to offer. but its done some good bc i know that i am loved greatly and cared for and that life is a really wonderful thing. man who'd a thought that i'd be a optimistic fool huh?

it feels good to know that i'm in your heart and if your reading this, then you're in my heart in some way as well.
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on another note:
the republicans have both houses in dc. there goes this whole system of checks and balances! looks like we're going to war with iraq, north korea, and whoever that crrrraaaazzzzyyyyy W, that ol'boy we call our president, george w. bush, sees fit to bomb.

pray for my moms, my family, and yourselves bc i think the country's gonna go to hell in a handbasket!

maraming mahal at salamat
much love and thanks

and lets not forget the peace

 
gay sheep eh?

gay sheep? how the hell would they know this? man scientist have too much time on their hands...

 
highlights

not like the dope ass magazine back in the day...
(you know...goofus and gallant, stories about how great the USA is, finding images in the one pic in the beginning??)

well my highlight for today...

gettin a call from MARTIN SHEEN, yes martin sheen, the president of the united states in the west wing, telling me to vote democrat. shiit thats tioght!

wonder if your a republican which celeb calls ya then? charleston heston, moses himself??? shiiit i'd be scared and be like yessir illl vote republican and buy me a gun sir!

he's moses damnit...you gotta listen to him....

peace all

 
UCcloud9: alex why are you at 13% were you propsitioning strangers for sex again?
who killed alex: noooo
who killed alex: okay
UCcloud9: sure riiiggghhhht
who killed alex: but i was drunk
who killed alex: so it doesnt count
UCcloud9: hahah
UCcloud9: aww but your a rock star
UCcloud9: so its normal

 
writing = therapy

one thing thats emerged from all the hectic ness that's been happening in my life is that i'm writing like mad in my journal. its good therapy...to scrawl something out in my own hand on a piece of paper. althought this is nice too, i think the feeling/sound of pen to paper is something theraputic.

another weekend home, another weekend of thinking, praying, and being with family.

while at the hospital i needed to get some work done. i really wasnt doing much since most of my time there i was watching brown sugar (which by the way is a damn good movie!! man oh man...i fell in love with music, with hip hop all over again bc of it. if there's a must see this year its most definitly that film) and writing pieces about music rather than the draft that was due last thurs. oh well. so it was off to the barnes and noble at the bougie ass promenade mall down the street. i didnt get much done there either since ivy, renee and mike stopped by for a visit. a couple of smoke breaks and a cup of earl grey tea later and it was back to the hospital.

i dropped off the car and it was off to tgi fridays with ivy and renee. hmmm fridays....yes....cheese on practically everything is not good for lactose intolerant elaine. but damn the french onion soup w/ a thick layer of cheese=good, bbq burger with cheese=good, mash potatoes with cheese=damn good. yeah you could say i had a pretty good meal there....but i did pay for it later on. i wasnt feeling to hot back at the hospital.

got back to the hospital to see moms for a lil bit before it was time to head home. dad wasnt satisfied with my leftovers (yeah there wasnt that much leftover since i was hella hungry) so i made him some soup and some bread. you know all the selfish crap you pull as a child gets thrown out the window when crisis' occur. you gotta just buckle down and realize that you've gotta do your own part in the healing/surviving process.

dad and me woke up buttcrack early today to go to mass at 8am. we had to make a pit stop at kv valerio bakery to pick up some ensymada for the nurses. after church dad talked to auntie alice and uncle undoy for a bit. i didnt really catch much of their conversation. they were talking really fast in visayan. eek, if they were talking in tagalog i woulda been a ok, but yea...they're from the south and visayan is their mother tongue. so i felt like a five year old lookin up at the adults not understanding a damn thing.

it was off to the hospital and i did some work done there. moms still has a bit of fever, but she's getting antibiotics so she'll get through it. tita nenette and tito mike came and dropped off some bomb ass filipino food from kalesa grill...yay beef steak, palabok, and jumbo squid...oh yeah my tummy is very content.

then i trekked back to the vine, but made pit stop to have a cup of tea with best friend jen. that was nice. got to talk to her. she pointed out how my voice is getting lower, damn those cigarettes! gluck on your midterm girl!

and now i'm back home, full from the kalesa grille leftovers and gonna nap a bit before i arc it.

peace and blessings

 
all hallows eve

good times. going to just one class. lunch at asian noodle with debby. caren meeting up with us and hanging out. kickin it at cold stones instead of class. cute manager boy at cold stones ;) jerkoff high school dude at cold stones =( borders, gap, urban outfitters, the lab with mike. fashion island trip for my therapy session at build-a-bear. i'll be carrying around dr. kookie koala now. my dope as kookie koala bear who's a dr. with a stethascope! (i got a koala bc thats the first stuffed animal i remember my moms and dads getting for me. and its a dr. bc i want him to be my gluck charm and take care of my moms, me and dad...i put three hearts in that bear damnit it'd better work!! heh) kaba mtg and filming for my switchblade project with emil. then....

party hoppin, too much drinkin, crashin on couchin, wake up in the mornin and drive back to my pad a lil groggy-in.

oh and if u were a victim of my drunk dialing/texting..sorry mans..it was probably comedy for you tho! haha as rex has told me ;)

oh and if u were a victim of my drunk singing, lucky bastards, i stopped singing a long time ago. earl=how come our harmonies work when we're faded as fuck man?? ur right its bc we're not thinking anymore, just feelin the music through our drunkardness hahaha

good times good times.

thanks to debby for taking care of me.

so drunk i was a cursing beligerent singing dancing drunk dialing smiling fool

nice vacation from life there. time to return to earth now.

maraming salamat and mahal (much thanks and love)
peace and blessings everyone