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new user.

2006-01-24T23:20:55Z

okayno
i'll only post it once, thanks.

invalid_x__me @ 2006-01-21T11:14:00

2006-01-21T19:14:39Z

not a whole lot i can say that mica hasn't already. >_> why don't you just fucking write an essay, huh mica?? huh?!??!
yeah. but i've got pictures, which are way better than any essay.
took my asians for a walk this night:

i'm really not all that good of a live musician photographer, so the pictures might not be all that amazing. shoot me.

keyboard player over there, clapping to the drummer. his name was happey. cool, right?

happey and nate. nate's so silly, he wrote 'i am nate' on this drumstick i got.

this drummer, absolutely crazy. his symbol flew off in the first song. he played standing up at times, and kept breaking his sticks. i got a broken one! :D

nate: crouching tiger. and the tall one, that's jackson, the one mica had a spazz attack about.

the hilarious part is, at about the time they were done playing, everyone showed up. all the people from our school. originally, mica and our posse had been about the only ones in highschool there. all anyone came to see was a night at the pictures. specifically, they wanted to see DB. i thought that was so ridiculous. had they arrived just half an hour earlier, they would've heard a band that i think was better.
yeah. it was a really cool night. we got to talk to the Good Cheer kids a lot, they were super nice.

a good cheer to the good cheer!

2006-01-21T07:19:54Z

i don't think i am ever going to smile as big as i have tonight.
absolutely fantastic.

invalid_x__me @ 2006-01-20T15:11:00

2006-01-20T23:12:33Z

DENTISTS CAN ALL DIE.
make my gums bleed again, lady, and i'll tear your throat out.

i meant the letters to be bolder, bolder.

2006-01-20T04:18:36Z

i think i'm kind of like a mirror towards friends and people.
if they're silly, i'll be silly.
if they're mean, i'll be mean.
if they're faking it, i'll fake it.
if they're ignoring me, i'll ignore them.. whether it's something i like or not.
sometimes, i really want to run up to people long lost and stutter an apology on my knees, begging to be friends again. i'm too prideful to do that, however. and seeing as they're busy with other people and clearly indifferent to if i was happily wedded or dreadfully dead, i mirror that.
now that i've seen people i cared about so much drift away, i recognize when friends of mine are slowly growing farther. sad thing is that i doubt they could even guess as to inside of me, i want so badly to take a rope and tie them up in the backyard, so that they can't wander. we can be friends forever, and things won't have to change and i'll never feel bad again.
but they don't seem to want that.
so, i don't either.

heather vs duckman, round I.

2006-01-18T03:35:41Z

funny story. at least, i laughed.

so we have to run a lap in pe, manditory. today, schmitz decided to take us to the extreme, and make two laps the minimum. gasp! i wanted to run more than that, of course. because once i've started running--why bother to stop until you've actually covered some good distance? mica, once more, chickened out. whore! i vaguely remember exersizing being a new year's resolution for you mica... but you know what, whatever. this is not my first journey as a solo wolf.

as i began my third lap, i heard someone behind me. there were a lot of people around, seeing as i was now running with the freshman herd. but this someone seemed different. their steps were loud and flat-sounding. i realized, it was probably someone wearing vans. sucks for them. as the crowd thinned out, most of them falling behind, the duck-like smack of flat shoes on the track was still close behind. i figured it was some kid with a turned-up nose and too quick of legs for his own good, so i didn't bother to glance back. he wouldn't be bothering me anytime soon.

oh, how wrong i was!

coming up alongside me was someone who i was familiar with by sight. i danced with him once in the dance unit, he held my hand hard, but it was like he didn't even really grip. dancing with him was like dancing with some sort of stone, life-sized emo barbie doll. did i mention his flippy emo hair? well, yeah. that's what people know him for.

he was making to pass me. i'd seen him run before. it was hard not to, he was usually close to first if not first coming in on the freshman lap. no, something in me just wouldn't let that happen. he got ahead by an inch, momentarily, but then i pulled forward. yes! i win! he fell from beside me, and i truly thought i was okay.

sadly, at the last TEN METERS--it had to be less than that--he cheated and passed me real quick. freaking sprinting. i was like "loser, whatever, i'm finished with my lap anyways" in my head.

because, honestly. who would take something so serious like he did? i mean, jeez.. >_>

memoirs of an idiot.

2006-01-16T06:43:07Z

tonight was wonderful. i went and saw memoirs of a geisha with kelsey. we bought tickets but ended up sneaking in anyways, because a giant crowd came up and the ticket checker ran to do something else. he didn't notice me. afterwards, we went outside and thrust out hands to the full moon in agony as we realized that our hunger could not be satisfied by the risky prices of the regency movie theatre. from there, we hit the streets, prowling the sidewalks in search of a good meal. suddenly, the pizzeria sign flickered into view. our prayers had been answered, and we darted across the street, narrowly dodging death by drunken saturday-night drivers as the beasts in out bellies screamed for nutrition.

well, then things stopped being poetic. we went back to the movie theatre and since our movie tickets hadn't been torn, we turned them back in for $$$$$ big bucks. nineteen to be exact. that's a lot, kids. inspired by this, we stampeded across the street once more and returned with a vengeance to the pizza place, this time in search of pie.

it was a good night. funny how just getting out and about can really do a hermit like me some good.

Pet Peeve #87529

2006-01-14T19:16:49Z

i am absolutely sick of it. i don't fucking invite people over to my house so they can sit on my computer and gossip over myspace. and then, when their well of drama runs dry and they can see that i won't be stirring up interesting shit anytime soon, they call their parents and go home.

this is definitely the last time i'll be having friends over.
at least until people learn some god damn RESTRAINT.
this, is why i hate myspace.

The Depths of My Soul

2006-01-12T22:40:50Z

i want to be a wine bottle. not the wine per say, just the bottle.

invalid_x__me @ 2006-01-11T19:38:00

2006-01-12T03:44:05Z

i am never going back to myspace, quit trying to spoon feed me crap about how much you want me back so you can gloat to me over your luscious rump which is pictured in your latest blog.
not until my legs become skinny, i develop a taste in "cool" things, and my jawline becomes handsome, so that i don't look so much like the part women part ape wonder of all your favorite freak shows.
why yes, tapeworm does indeed sound delicious! ladle me up some o' that soup, there.

my cat eats mcdonalds probably even more than you do.

2006-01-12T03:14:31Z

let the weekend begin.
booooo thursdays!

invalid_x__me @ 2006-01-10T18:41:00

2006-01-11T02:42:26Z

WOAH COOKIE OUCH!

a tale of two losers.

2006-01-11T01:57:48Z

i'm sitting at the dining room table doing my homework, printing repeats of french words i don't care to glance at twice. it's just me and andre tonight, my dad is probably watching some old interesting movie upstairs while lucas is shredding something (on his skateboard, duh) and my mom is at work, probably saving people from having seizures that could've been prevented if they'd just had a little more magnesium in their brain; something to be blamed on a dumb doctor of course. i always thought that was funny in a really scary way how much doctors mess up and go, "oops. well, you nurses can take care of it." and then they leave the job to some new girl with shaky hands who can't find the vein to stick the iv into.

anyways. andre is playing football, all by himself. usually he and lucas play. don't ask me how you can play football one on one but they do, with a tee and everything. i think andre likes to play by himself more sometimes, because luke mostly just calls fouls and fumbles and all that when they're not true just to win one over on andre. it's annoying because andre is only six and lucas is teaching him to be a dishonest little bastard.

andre's got his own commentary going in the game. and i'm not just talking about a little thing here and there, i'm talking about everything. he's the coach, the referee, the announcers making their jokes and comments, the people on the sidelines, and the players. all at once. he's making up a lot of really interesting dialog here, and i'm wondering where he gets it all. andre is really a smart cracker for his age, much a smarter one than i was, but i suppose that's what comes with having two older siblings to learn from.

as he tees up for the extra point or whatever they get after a touchdown, setting the tee about six inches from the window when he has to kick it to reach halfway up the sliding glass door (so maybe he's not all that smart) i watch him, no longer scritch-scratching away on my paper. this is way more interesting than any stupid football game on tv, that's for sure. he kicks it as if he's just had a leg spasm, and the foam football pathetically thumps into the glass window, sending a single shake through the panes. looking to me he goes, "OH, AND HE DIDN'T MAKE THE KICK!"

invalid_x__me @ 2006-01-08T21:01:00

2006-01-09T05:08:26Z

my godfather got me the elephunk cd by black eyed peas for christmas. it's not something i'm truly into (besides just to joke around) but i'm proud of him for at least trying, seeing as he isn't ever around much. lucas decided to bust it out today and we listened to 'let's get retarded.'

as he's opening the cd he goes in a seriously creepy voice, "i love getting retarded.. i get retarded all the time." of course, once we play the song, what does he do but roll around spasmatically and spit everywhere like some sort of a.. well, a retard. then it occurred to me:
why doesn't he have a girlfriend?
i mean, who DOESN'T want that!

fish have personalities.

2006-01-08T16:23:14Z

last night, a terrible thing happened.
i was cleaning up my room so that my mother could vaccum when i looked to the fishtank to see that oscar wasn't swimming so well. let me remind you, oscar was the first chiclid i ever got and i've always adored her even if she's not the he i thought her to be. oscar was a lazy fish, but if called to do it, she would kick your ass anytime. anyways, oscar couldn't balance anymore. i took her out so that she could die in peace.

immediately, i knew. this did not just happen somehow. this, was murder.
and of course, what other fish would it be besides the godfather. he's actually the same kind of fish as oscar, just twice her size and a bazillion times more selfish and lazy and mean. of all the fish i've bought at petco, he's been the only one not to get a gross disease and die.. i don't really like him that much, he's a coward.
you see, i have this other fish bailey. him and the godfather are basically the top dogs of the tank. they're bullies. bailey is more accepting of the littler fish.. he'll let them swim around as long as they stay away from his little "house". he's really brave too. i put a mirror in there and he fought himself so much that it got unlodged and floated up to the top. the godfather however, when he sees the mirror, he swims away and then continues to beat the other fish up until they're forced to the tippy top corners of the tank where they hide behind the filters.

oscar was dead this morning. there is another fish in the tank, tigre, that is yellow as well. the godfather prefers to attack yellow fish more than any, due to the fact that that's what his own kind (his rivals) would look like. if things don't lighten up in there with oscar gone, then i'm going to have to quarantine him.

i actually have pictures of the different fish too, but i didn't want to go that far...
ps: to all who don't know, my braces are off. bam!

the weekenders.

2006-01-07T21:10:05Z

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it's the weekend.
i am truly a weekender. i believe that every day each person should be allowed at least seven hours of layaroundandbeasfatasyoucan time.

i feel like i should be turning out a bigger, more entertaining post about now but... sorry. nothing much to talk about unless you want to know the simplified equation of photosynthesis.

fight fight fight fight fight.

2006-01-05T23:05:28Z

no offense to any of you out there that do like it but,
what IS it with people and bowling, honestly?
cheerleading is more of a sport than bowling!

oh shit, yeah, i went there.

balls!

2006-01-05T05:31:41Z

i ran a mile today in pe! yus!
see, schmitz got the genius idea to let us have this running time before every class. you have to run at least one lap, but for extra credit, you can run up to four extra laps. and i figured, well, i'm already in pe clothes and i really could use the exercise even if it is just a mile. plus, i would rather run the entire period nonstop than play the dumb "organized" games where it basically just ends up becoming dodgeball, just because i nearly get killed with the ball a thousand times.
football = dodgeball
soccer = dodgeball
basketball = dodgeball
ultimate frisbee = dodgeball
golf = dodgeball
yeah. i don't know how it happens, but it seems like my face is a ball magnet.
ah gross. no, not those kind of balls.
damn you!

i'm running up the wireless bill, but it's for a good cause.

2006-01-04T22:32:43Z

what you do, is find two cellphones. call one with the other, and then have that one answer. put them up to either ear, and then you talk, and it's like YOU'RE THERE BUT IT'S NOT YOU.
i could it for hours on end. one thing i've learned is that i definitely don't sound as much like a man as i do in my head. i think that would be a good thing.

invalid_x__me @ 2006-01-03T18:43:00

2006-01-04T02:44:55Z

crud, school tomorrow.
i'm not going to do my hair.
ooooooooooh shit.

first post of the year,

2006-01-01T09:36:06Z

and first true horoscope of the year. (even if it was technically yesterday, it still counts as this night.)

A cute someone will enter your life today. Prepare yourself with a sweet attitude, and make sure you recognize them when they show up. Optimism is very sexy. Besides, it's a good day full of rewards for work well done.

nope.

last day of the year, bahumbug.

2005-12-31T19:13:32Z

i am so proud of myself. last night, i thought up something to get each of my friends (with a little help of some crafty websites, of course) for christmas. shut up, i know that it's late, but at least i'm actually getting people things this year. and then this morning i made pancakes and eggs for my dad's birthday. truth is, i've never cooked eggs in my life. no one ever told me how. i remember trying once a few years ago and burning the crap out of them, but other than that, i have no experience with scrambled eggs. today i made them wonderfully! i even put cheese in them.. yum. it gives me hope that maybe i won't turn out to be as dumb as i think i am.

oh, and i'm practically deaf in one ear from my cold. i keep thinking that i hear my cat meow, but then it just turns out to be my little brother yelling.
...yeah.

i see you staring over here.

2005-12-31T06:00:24Z

so, i have basically been dead this vacation. first, i was grounded. then, i was gone. then, i was sick. and then, i was just so used to not going out, i suppose i had grown to love my hermit ways. just me and the computer, all night long.

...aaaaanyways, today i got out. me n kelsey n gerardo walked around on grant. i wore my new nifty stripey scarf and my maroon gloves. christmas, even though a lot of the gifts suck, is a good excuse to weasel your mom into buying you "snow gear" that you "need". i actually really did need it, though i probably could've gotten it if i didn't need it either.

funny things happened. we laughed and it rained a lot and kelsey kept holding my umbrella against the wind wrong so it would turn inside out, but that was okay because it was funny. it won't be very funny when the umbrella stops working someday, i'm sure, but right now it is. i am teenager, i do not think about consequences, hear me roar!

gerardo kept talking about some place called elite. i was reluctant at first because i thought, "a place filled with computers? i left the house today, left my lovely electronic lover, just to have a one-time thing with some other strange computer? max(my computer, duh) will be upset. he will be jealous." we went anyways. figures.

turns out, it was totally the coolest thing ever. it's just like a geek like me to think that. and i know that it's probably just my inner dork speaking because immediately, kelsey got that eye twitch of hers and goes "jesus, it looks like an underground crack house." we played counterstrike. i thought i was totally going to suck, but i was actually better than kelsey, which was surprising. i think she was sour about it, because she kept killing me when we were on the same team. this kid we didn't know was on our server, and he got mad about it because we kept doing it and then laughing and being obnoxious n00bz.

then i came home for a little bit, watched avatar (which is totally a dork show. but that's okay. gerardo watches battlestar gallatica so i'm cool), and then went back to hang out with kelsey and gerardo some more. yeah. we saw fun with dick and jane. it was an okay movie. what was funny was on the ticket it said, "fun dick jane". hahaha.

after that, we ran around in the rain and went to starbucks. when we got there, gerardo was like "how can people just come here and hang out?" funny thing is, after i got my coffee, we just stayed there. and talked. gerardo told me the whole story on this show battlestar gallactica that he likes, and now i think i'm going to check it out. we'd originally planned to go over to petco and stuff, but... we never did.

sometimes things just happen like that, i guess.
i had a wonderful time anyways. anyone who wasn't there definitely missed out. duh.

invalid_x__me @ 2005-12-29T17:12:00

2005-12-30T01:12:15Z

what?

invalid_x__me @ 2005-12-26T09:45:00

2005-12-26T06:41:36Z

I'm sick as a dog, but I'm back in Novato.
Merry Christmas.