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Yes, prz!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
It's Hard Being a Dreamer
You just expect so much more out of the world.
...and you're always let down.
...and you're always let down.
Urban Dictionary #1
| "Keep fucking that chicken" (KFTC) is a phrase coined by television anchor Ernie Anastos during a live broadcast of the Fox 5 New York local news. It is presumably a phrase of encouragement similar to keep on truckin, only with a more pronounced and colorful air of defiance. The chicken being fucked may be an actual chicken, could be pejorative slang for a woman, or some other metaphor for an object of desire or enjoyable activity. In any case, KFTC seems to be a gesture of support to the recipient to continue doing whatever it is that they're doing, despite what others may say, so long as it makes them happy. "Adam: I could be making more money at another job, but I like the work I'm doing now. Bob: Whatever, keep fucking that chicken." | ||
KEEP FUCKING THAT CHICKEN!
Urban Dictionary is so amuuussssing :]
PS: Women are not objects. Fuckers.
Personal Narrative for my Porter Core Class:
Background info: Porter College @ UCSC is notorious for weed and some dickhead tried to get me to smoke weed all week. He is going to be reading this Thursday afternoon. Oh, it will be fun. :]
My Experience with Mary Jane
Mary Jane, the lovely nickname for Porter’s favorite plant, marijuana, has played quite the significant role in my life thus far – yet I’ve never smoked! Because I choose not to smoke, many things in my life are different that what they would be if I did. My relationships with friends and family have all been affected, but not smoking has helped keep me motivated in life. It’s one thing I can hold on to, and oddly enough it defines a lot of my personality. It’s amazing what one little plant can do!
It all started back in middle school. I was living life, having fun, doing well in school, and was generally just a happy person. I had a wonderful group of friends who came over to my house every Wednesday for some “good clean fun.” We just threw plastic chairs off my roof and made videos with my terrible web cam - your usual group of crazy punk kids. I had a boyfriend who was fabulous. He was cute and treated me right. People at Mitchell Middle School started smoking weed around the 7th or 8th grade, but that wasn’t really such a big deal, at least it wasn’t in Rancho Cordova. Well, it wasn’t until that awesome boyfriend of mine fell for a girl who loved to smoke. We broke up rather quickly after I found out that he liked her more than me! That was my first experience with pot – not really anything life changing or horrible, but not the best first impression of Miss Mary Jane. Through the rest of my years in middle school I watched many bright kids succumb to weed, and honestly, when I think of all the wonderful things those people could have done with their lives, it is probably one of the things that saddens me the most about this world.
Eventually, you graduate from middle school and move on to “High School” or what most people consider the closest thing to the gates of hell. I know I did a few times! Since everybody in Rancho Cordova goes to the same high school, Cordova, I kept most of my friends, and we continued to enjoy ourselves and just be happy kids. We didn’t smoke, we didn’t drink, and we just did our thing. It was wonderful, but it sadly only lasted about a year. Since I was so happy during that freshman year, I never really noticed all the people dropping out, getting pregnant, or just falling miserably behind in class. The teachers at Cordova usually tried to hide that from us happy students, anyway. Though I’m sure I was one the few they successfully “hid” it from, because I lived in a world of bliss. Not only was I nearly physically blind, but I was blind to the negative things in the world. As I went on through high school, my friends started to experiment. I was fine with it, because weed really wasn’t a big deal, and I wasn’t going to lose my friends due to some plant. None of them smoked more than once a month, so I just got over it. We were in high school, and that’s what people do, it was how life worked, and all that jazz.
I would have to say the first friend of mine to really go off the deep end was Anthony Hawkins, who I just called Hawkins. This guy was my boyfriend from back in middle school who liked that other girl, but we had stayed good friends ever since. He had also smoked ever since. I must say, Anthony is one of the smartest people I have ever known. I used to have deep conversations with him back in algebra. They were intense. I knew that he could go far in life, and thinking about it now, I really wish he would have done more to get farther. He meant a lot to me, just as a friend, but I couldn’t do anything with him because his favorite past time was to hang with ‘ole Mary Jane, and I just didn’t do that stuff. So, our relationship deteriorated to not much more than a wave and a casual conversation in English. Disheartening, but I was able to move on.
The next friend of mine who really got into pot was my Asian, Ricky. Ricky and I were extremely close freshman year. I literally loved the kid. We had PE together, and he kept me motivated, I kept him entertained. It was a wonderful little relationship, though it was never “official.” Seeing Ricky get into pot, and totally forget about me, and the rest of my group of friends was heart breaking. But once again, it happens, and I was still living in bliss, so it didn’t affect me at the time. Thinking about it now, I really wish I could have done something more to make him make a better choice, but there’s no use in regretting what happened in the past, and I’ve moved on.
The friend who hurt me the most by smoking was Mr. Anthony Sanchez. I met Anth, as I like to call him, in a 7th grade history class. He instantly became one of my closest friends. We were together all the time and he meant just about everything to me. Through most of high school he didn’t smoke, and our friendship continued to grow. That friendship lasted all the way to Senior Year, when Anth decided to try weed. Once again, no big deal – I don’t care if people smoke. It’s their choice, their life, their body. I won’t condone someone for doing something. The thing that hurt me the most about Anthony was the fact that all through high school he’d preach about how terrible weed was, and how it was so important for all of us to stay away from it. He watched Ricky change with me, he saw what happened to the other people who smoked, and then he did the same exact thing. Since I cared about Anthony so much, I tried to talk to him about it, but I was only ignored. I felt helpless, because I love my friends to death, and I’d do anything to make sure they were okay and that their lives were in order. There’s a part of me that just wants to take care of everyone and everything. After being ignored, our friendship just died. He found new friends, and not only completely ditched me, but his other good friends. I just don’t understand why anyone would want to do that to the people they care about. I never received an apology or anything. I’m still a little bitter about that whole situation.
My little brother was the next to go. My Mom was diagnosed with Hepatitis C when I was in the 6th grade, but see, we had her boyfriend at the time to take care of us. My Mom’s boyfriend left right before the 8th grade, for reasons that are far too personal to explain casually. I have been taking care of my brother ever since then. My Mom was cured of Hepatitis C, but she advanced farther in her career and she simply did not have the time to take care of my brother because she was too busy working to keep us fed. Considering I was a mere freshman in high school, and I had things to do and a life to live, having to worry about my brother took quite a toll on me, and as I grew up more, I worried more and more about him. He was okay until sometime during my Senior Year when he started to smoke. He comes home sick now, and he is one more mistake away from walking into juvenile hall. I feel like I’ve failed him, because I know he could do so much more with his life. He is such an intelligent person and he could do anything in this world. Friends are one thing, but when pot gets to your family, especially the person you care about in your family the most, you start to resent things.
Coming to UCSC, and especially Porter College, I knew I’d have to deal with Mary again, but that didn’t stop me from going to a school I absolutely love. It’s not like I have to smoke. When I first arrived here, I was very much alone. Not one of the 15,000 people on the campus was from Cordova. It was a blessing, but I am also a very shy person and I’m probably not the best at putting myself out there and making new friends. The first few days I spent with my roommates, and they are wonderful, but I wanted to find some people that I could connect with on a level that made me feel more at home, basically, I wanted to find some boys! I usually eat breakfast by myself here so I can meet new people, and I did. I met a couple of guys who seemed nice, and one of them had a smile to die for. I ended up spending the whole day with them, and good God did I enjoy myself. Both understood the language of music, and I felt at home with them. They were nice, even if one was a punk, and the other was coming on a little too strong. I figured I had made some new friends, and I was so happy that I wasn’t alone anymore. The next day, class started and I figured I’d just see them after, or something of that sort. I spent the whole day trying to find them, and when I did, it was time for Porter Core. I figured that sometimes it’s just a pain to meet up with people, and it was no big deal. Then the same thing happened the next day. See, my new friends… they were into Mary. They really liked her, and they liked her a whole lot more than me. Whenever they went to smoke I went to sit in my room by myself. That wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time. It wouldn’t have been that big of a deal if I hadn’t of been forgotten about. Let’s just say I didn’t try to find them anymore. I know when I am not wanted around. I might have been extremely pissed off though, to say the least.
Life is quite an amusing thing. It knocks you down, and then picks you right back up. After sitting around by myself feeling quite angry for a bit, I remembered someone who I had met earlier in the week. His name is Marc, he was my Slug, and boy is he a cutie. I wrote him a little note and had one of his roommates deliver it to him. He contacted me the other day and now I’ve been spending time with him. The thing about this guy is though, besides how sweet he is, is the fact that he doesn’t smoke. He’s the third person I’ve met in Porter who has never smoked. Even though my first experience with making new friends in college didn’t go so well, I’ve now met this person I feel like I can trust and stick with. Maybe it’s because I’m silly and naïve, or maybe it’s because I really did find someone sweet to be around. I’m really hoping it’s the second one!
There are so many more common practical reasons to why I don’t smoke, but the one that really keeps me going is the experiences I’ve had with weed in my life, and how every single one of them has lead to an unhappy time or mass amounts of stress. Back at home I have a lot of people who look up to me and see me as a role model. I always want to be that person for them and weed just doesn’t fit that criteria. Even though this first week here at college has been a little rough, standing my ground has only made me feel stronger about my beliefs and who I am.
My Experience with Mary Jane
Mary Jane, the lovely nickname for Porter’s favorite plant, marijuana, has played quite the significant role in my life thus far – yet I’ve never smoked! Because I choose not to smoke, many things in my life are different that what they would be if I did. My relationships with friends and family have all been affected, but not smoking has helped keep me motivated in life. It’s one thing I can hold on to, and oddly enough it defines a lot of my personality. It’s amazing what one little plant can do!
It all started back in middle school. I was living life, having fun, doing well in school, and was generally just a happy person. I had a wonderful group of friends who came over to my house every Wednesday for some “good clean fun.” We just threw plastic chairs off my roof and made videos with my terrible web cam - your usual group of crazy punk kids. I had a boyfriend who was fabulous. He was cute and treated me right. People at Mitchell Middle School started smoking weed around the 7th or 8th grade, but that wasn’t really such a big deal, at least it wasn’t in Rancho Cordova. Well, it wasn’t until that awesome boyfriend of mine fell for a girl who loved to smoke. We broke up rather quickly after I found out that he liked her more than me! That was my first experience with pot – not really anything life changing or horrible, but not the best first impression of Miss Mary Jane. Through the rest of my years in middle school I watched many bright kids succumb to weed, and honestly, when I think of all the wonderful things those people could have done with their lives, it is probably one of the things that saddens me the most about this world.
Eventually, you graduate from middle school and move on to “High School” or what most people consider the closest thing to the gates of hell. I know I did a few times! Since everybody in Rancho Cordova goes to the same high school, Cordova, I kept most of my friends, and we continued to enjoy ourselves and just be happy kids. We didn’t smoke, we didn’t drink, and we just did our thing. It was wonderful, but it sadly only lasted about a year. Since I was so happy during that freshman year, I never really noticed all the people dropping out, getting pregnant, or just falling miserably behind in class. The teachers at Cordova usually tried to hide that from us happy students, anyway. Though I’m sure I was one the few they successfully “hid” it from, because I lived in a world of bliss. Not only was I nearly physically blind, but I was blind to the negative things in the world. As I went on through high school, my friends started to experiment. I was fine with it, because weed really wasn’t a big deal, and I wasn’t going to lose my friends due to some plant. None of them smoked more than once a month, so I just got over it. We were in high school, and that’s what people do, it was how life worked, and all that jazz.
I would have to say the first friend of mine to really go off the deep end was Anthony Hawkins, who I just called Hawkins. This guy was my boyfriend from back in middle school who liked that other girl, but we had stayed good friends ever since. He had also smoked ever since. I must say, Anthony is one of the smartest people I have ever known. I used to have deep conversations with him back in algebra. They were intense. I knew that he could go far in life, and thinking about it now, I really wish he would have done more to get farther. He meant a lot to me, just as a friend, but I couldn’t do anything with him because his favorite past time was to hang with ‘ole Mary Jane, and I just didn’t do that stuff. So, our relationship deteriorated to not much more than a wave and a casual conversation in English. Disheartening, but I was able to move on.
The next friend of mine who really got into pot was my Asian, Ricky. Ricky and I were extremely close freshman year. I literally loved the kid. We had PE together, and he kept me motivated, I kept him entertained. It was a wonderful little relationship, though it was never “official.” Seeing Ricky get into pot, and totally forget about me, and the rest of my group of friends was heart breaking. But once again, it happens, and I was still living in bliss, so it didn’t affect me at the time. Thinking about it now, I really wish I could have done something more to make him make a better choice, but there’s no use in regretting what happened in the past, and I’ve moved on.
The friend who hurt me the most by smoking was Mr. Anthony Sanchez. I met Anth, as I like to call him, in a 7th grade history class. He instantly became one of my closest friends. We were together all the time and he meant just about everything to me. Through most of high school he didn’t smoke, and our friendship continued to grow. That friendship lasted all the way to Senior Year, when Anth decided to try weed. Once again, no big deal – I don’t care if people smoke. It’s their choice, their life, their body. I won’t condone someone for doing something. The thing that hurt me the most about Anthony was the fact that all through high school he’d preach about how terrible weed was, and how it was so important for all of us to stay away from it. He watched Ricky change with me, he saw what happened to the other people who smoked, and then he did the same exact thing. Since I cared about Anthony so much, I tried to talk to him about it, but I was only ignored. I felt helpless, because I love my friends to death, and I’d do anything to make sure they were okay and that their lives were in order. There’s a part of me that just wants to take care of everyone and everything. After being ignored, our friendship just died. He found new friends, and not only completely ditched me, but his other good friends. I just don’t understand why anyone would want to do that to the people they care about. I never received an apology or anything. I’m still a little bitter about that whole situation.
My little brother was the next to go. My Mom was diagnosed with Hepatitis C when I was in the 6th grade, but see, we had her boyfriend at the time to take care of us. My Mom’s boyfriend left right before the 8th grade, for reasons that are far too personal to explain casually. I have been taking care of my brother ever since then. My Mom was cured of Hepatitis C, but she advanced farther in her career and she simply did not have the time to take care of my brother because she was too busy working to keep us fed. Considering I was a mere freshman in high school, and I had things to do and a life to live, having to worry about my brother took quite a toll on me, and as I grew up more, I worried more and more about him. He was okay until sometime during my Senior Year when he started to smoke. He comes home sick now, and he is one more mistake away from walking into juvenile hall. I feel like I’ve failed him, because I know he could do so much more with his life. He is such an intelligent person and he could do anything in this world. Friends are one thing, but when pot gets to your family, especially the person you care about in your family the most, you start to resent things.
Coming to UCSC, and especially Porter College, I knew I’d have to deal with Mary again, but that didn’t stop me from going to a school I absolutely love. It’s not like I have to smoke. When I first arrived here, I was very much alone. Not one of the 15,000 people on the campus was from Cordova. It was a blessing, but I am also a very shy person and I’m probably not the best at putting myself out there and making new friends. The first few days I spent with my roommates, and they are wonderful, but I wanted to find some people that I could connect with on a level that made me feel more at home, basically, I wanted to find some boys! I usually eat breakfast by myself here so I can meet new people, and I did. I met a couple of guys who seemed nice, and one of them had a smile to die for. I ended up spending the whole day with them, and good God did I enjoy myself. Both understood the language of music, and I felt at home with them. They were nice, even if one was a punk, and the other was coming on a little too strong. I figured I had made some new friends, and I was so happy that I wasn’t alone anymore. The next day, class started and I figured I’d just see them after, or something of that sort. I spent the whole day trying to find them, and when I did, it was time for Porter Core. I figured that sometimes it’s just a pain to meet up with people, and it was no big deal. Then the same thing happened the next day. See, my new friends… they were into Mary. They really liked her, and they liked her a whole lot more than me. Whenever they went to smoke I went to sit in my room by myself. That wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time. It wouldn’t have been that big of a deal if I hadn’t of been forgotten about. Let’s just say I didn’t try to find them anymore. I know when I am not wanted around. I might have been extremely pissed off though, to say the least.
Life is quite an amusing thing. It knocks you down, and then picks you right back up. After sitting around by myself feeling quite angry for a bit, I remembered someone who I had met earlier in the week. His name is Marc, he was my Slug, and boy is he a cutie. I wrote him a little note and had one of his roommates deliver it to him. He contacted me the other day and now I’ve been spending time with him. The thing about this guy is though, besides how sweet he is, is the fact that he doesn’t smoke. He’s the third person I’ve met in Porter who has never smoked. Even though my first experience with making new friends in college didn’t go so well, I’ve now met this person I feel like I can trust and stick with. Maybe it’s because I’m silly and naïve, or maybe it’s because I really did find someone sweet to be around. I’m really hoping it’s the second one!
There are so many more common practical reasons to why I don’t smoke, but the one that really keeps me going is the experiences I’ve had with weed in my life, and how every single one of them has lead to an unhappy time or mass amounts of stress. Back at home I have a lot of people who look up to me and see me as a role model. I always want to be that person for them and weed just doesn’t fit that criteria. Even though this first week here at college has been a little rough, standing my ground has only made me feel stronger about my beliefs and who I am.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Quote of the Day
"Then the conversation turned to werewolf zombies, and then to twilight vampires, and I learned that the closed minded bitch I was talking to was really my true love!"
- Alex Stocks
You're a freaking weirdo, but I'd not have you any other way.
- Alex Stocks
You're a freaking weirdo, but I'd not have you any other way.
The Robot Guys
So, there's some people in our hall,
wearing cardboard boxes,
and singing songs from Grease.
They're robots, and they are freaking awesome.
I love college.
wearing cardboard boxes,
and singing songs from Grease.
They're robots, and they are freaking awesome.
I love college.
Sunshine
When I say something like...
Hello, sunshine
Good morning, sunshine
or
xxx, sunshine
It's a term of endearment.
Sunshine is one of my favorite things in the world...
so for me to call someone "Sunshine" is like saying,
"Hello, person who makes my life brighter."
I say if often, but that's because there's a lot of people in this world that do make my life brighter.
There's also a lot that don't.
...and this blog usually focuses on them.
but, I was thinking about this earlier on the bus ride back to Porter... so I decided to post it
mmmm, musings.
Muuussse~ Starlight~
Needs moar mooski.
Hello, sunshine
Good morning, sunshine
or
xxx, sunshine
It's a term of endearment.
Sunshine is one of my favorite things in the world...
so for me to call someone "Sunshine" is like saying,
"Hello, person who makes my life brighter."
I say if often, but that's because there's a lot of people in this world that do make my life brighter.
There's also a lot that don't.
...and this blog usually focuses on them.
but, I was thinking about this earlier on the bus ride back to Porter... so I decided to post it
mmmm, musings.
Muuussse~ Starlight~
Needs moar mooski.
ADD WHM, Minus a Heart
T.T
FML, FML, FML.
Hopefully tomorrow will bring smiles again.
'Cause good lord do I need 'em now.
...maybe I'll meet Wiggles...
for tea...
mmmm... tea...
This is an intense post, brought to you by sadness™.
FML, FML, FML.
Hopefully tomorrow will bring smiles again.
'Cause good lord do I need 'em now.
...maybe I'll meet Wiggles...
for tea...
mmmm... tea...
This is an intense post, brought to you by sadness™.
Early Classes... Are Early...
Monday 12:30 - 3:10 PM
Tuesday nuffin
Weds 8:00 AM - 3:10 PM
Thurs Porter Core @ 3:30-4:40 PM → 7:00-10:00 PM
Friday 8:00 AM - 3:10 PM
FML DISCUSSIONS!
Tuesday nuffin
Weds 8:00 AM - 3:10 PM
Thurs Porter Core @ 3:30-4:40 PM → 7:00-10:00 PM
Friday 8:00 AM - 3:10 PM
FML DISCUSSIONS!
Grand Re-Opening of the Scruffzar!
Meat, Sushi, Cursed Soup, Cream Puffs, and PIZZA~!
Located @ Nyzul Isle
Located @ Nyzul Isle
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Freaking Intense.
Oh lord was today crazy.
Tomorrow may or may not be crazy.
Apparently, the decision is mine, and mine alone.
Who knew?
>.<
Lots of mixed emotions today. Total bliss → total reality check in about 3 hours? I dunno...
Intense... in good and bad ways...
Tomorrow may or may not be crazy.
Apparently, the decision is mine, and mine alone.
Who knew?
>.<
Lots of mixed emotions today. Total bliss → total reality check in about 3 hours? I dunno...
Intense... in good and bad ways...
WHAT THE FUCK
STOP QUITTING PEOPLE!!
x.x
Every time I log onto 'Tek site someone else (or in this case THREE PEOPLE) has posted a good-bye forum...
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
I'd be more sad but
I'm still on Cloud 9.
:]
x.x
Every time I log onto 'Tek site someone else (or in this case THREE PEOPLE) has posted a good-bye forum...
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
I'd be more sad but
I'm still on Cloud 9.
:]
My Cheeks Hurt.
From smiling.
Good lord, I am in love with the world, once again.
Hello life, hello bliss
GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE~!
... mmmm Mr. Bliss
teehee :3!
Bio teachers who look like Super Man
are good teachers.
:]
I'm so freakin' happy.
I had a wonderful day.
YAY ASTRONOMY TOMORROW! :]
Good lord, I am in love with the world, once again.
Hello life, hello bliss
GOOD MORNING, SUNSHINE~!
... mmmm Mr. Bliss
teehee :3!
Bio teachers who look like Super Man
are good teachers.
:]
I'm so freakin' happy.
I had a wonderful day.
YAY ASTRONOMY TOMORROW! :]
BLOG OVERHAUL
zomg, doesn't it look pretty?
I could do without the pink, but of all the blog templates it matches the purple the best.
Trust me, there was lots of testing.
XD
I think the ADD WHM banner looks fabulous, too, but it could use some extra touches here 'n there...
Paint never fails me.
I also like how I kept most of my old stuff :P I loved how my blog looked, but I was bored today so I made a banner! I also really wanted to use the pics of my char all decked out in her new .dats... :]
I could do without the pink, but of all the blog templates it matches the purple the best.
Trust me, there was lots of testing.
XD
I think the ADD WHM banner looks fabulous, too, but it could use some extra touches here 'n there...
Paint never fails me.
I also like how I kept most of my old stuff :P I loved how my blog looked, but I was bored today so I made a banner! I also really wanted to use the pics of my char all decked out in her new .dats... :]
Friday, September 25, 2009
The Awesomesauce, It is so Delicious.
Well, 'cause I said awesomesauce, gotta talk about the food here.
At UC Santa Cruz, they serve the cheese pizza of the Gods.
It's freaking amazing.
It's piping hot, fresh, good cheese, good sauce, crispy but still soft somehow crust...
Ohh Emm Gee, Homie.
That shit is delicious.
The chocolate ice cream here tastes like chocolate milk, and it too, is Ohh Emm Gee Homie deliciousness status.
Today I have my first classes! (at 11)
I get to go to.... boooooorring Porter Core, ASTRONOMY!!, and um
Econ.
Yay, econ!
I love common sense 101! :]
I'm super excited... I just want to GO
Well, I have to travel across campus to get to Astronomy/Econ, but that's okay.
This campus is
B E A U T I F U L.
Like, even Akon couldn't make this more beautiful.
Oh and then there's my new friends
Who I think might actually die if they didn't smoke at least once per day...
They go out to the meadow...
I sit in my room and wait 'til they're done...
but see, stoners are stoners
and they forget me sometimes.. makes me really sad :(
but it's okay, 'cause people are funny when they are high :D
I still want to find my Slug too! I don't think he does anything, so I'd like to get to know him more since the only other person who doesn't smoke here is Leah and... well... she's nice... but I'd rather get to know him... XD
UCSC is so fun, so amazing
like, we go downtown (for free) on the bus and just hang out in music shops...
I must say, it is very chill..
Oh, and the SoCal people freakin' hate people who say hella.
It's hella funny, I saw a "NO HELLA ZONE" poster on someone's cork board this morning.. XD
This weekend, I get to go explore caves! Down and dirty in Santa Cruz wutwut?
Teehee :3 not really!
But man I can't wait FOR class and I REALLY can't wait for class to be over...
I'll be back at dorms at like 3:30... 11 - 3:30 MWF for class isn't bad :]
Oh and dude
we got hot showers this morning
it was glorious. I was so damn happy.
Though the guys upstairs keep telling us group showers conserve water...
I hate boys.
:]
Only in Santa Cruz.
At UC Santa Cruz, they serve the cheese pizza of the Gods.
It's freaking amazing.
It's piping hot, fresh, good cheese, good sauce, crispy but still soft somehow crust...
Ohh Emm Gee, Homie.
That shit is delicious.
The chocolate ice cream here tastes like chocolate milk, and it too, is Ohh Emm Gee Homie deliciousness status.
Today I have my first classes! (at 11)
I get to go to.... boooooorring Porter Core, ASTRONOMY!!, and um
Econ.
Yay, econ!
I love common sense 101! :]
I'm super excited... I just want to GO
Well, I have to travel across campus to get to Astronomy/Econ, but that's okay.
This campus is
B E A U T I F U L.
Like, even Akon couldn't make this more beautiful.
Oh and then there's my new friends
Who I think might actually die if they didn't smoke at least once per day...
They go out to the meadow...
I sit in my room and wait 'til they're done...
but see, stoners are stoners
and they forget me sometimes.. makes me really sad :(
but it's okay, 'cause people are funny when they are high :D
I still want to find my Slug too! I don't think he does anything, so I'd like to get to know him more since the only other person who doesn't smoke here is Leah and... well... she's nice... but I'd rather get to know him... XD
UCSC is so fun, so amazing
like, we go downtown (for free) on the bus and just hang out in music shops...
I must say, it is very chill..
Oh, and the SoCal people freakin' hate people who say hella.
It's hella funny, I saw a "NO HELLA ZONE" poster on someone's cork board this morning.. XD
This weekend, I get to go explore caves! Down and dirty in Santa Cruz wutwut?
Teehee :3 not really!
But man I can't wait FOR class and I REALLY can't wait for class to be over...
I'll be back at dorms at like 3:30... 11 - 3:30 MWF for class isn't bad :]
Oh and dude
we got hot showers this morning
it was glorious. I was so damn happy.
Though the guys upstairs keep telling us group showers conserve water...
I hate boys.
:]
Only in Santa Cruz.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Not-So-Intense Post... :(
Blaarggg... couldn't find my Slug today so skipping Boardwalk thing...
Dinner wasn't good 'cause it was some weird BBQ event thing, and they closed all the dining halls so you had to go...
Failed horribly at my French exam... I'm in French II ftl ~.~
...and spent 2 hours in an uncomfortable dorm room 'cause I didn't wanna make Kim feel bad...
...gotta stop doing that
Mostly just a dull day...
and a HOT day
& cold showers freakin' blow XD
Hopefully tomorrow will be more fun :]
Dinner wasn't good 'cause it was some weird BBQ event thing, and they closed all the dining halls so you had to go...
Failed horribly at my French exam... I'm in French II ftl ~.~
...and spent 2 hours in an uncomfortable dorm room 'cause I didn't wanna make Kim feel bad...
...gotta stop doing that
Mostly just a dull day...
and a HOT day
& cold showers freakin' blow XD
Hopefully tomorrow will be more fun :]
Monday, September 21, 2009
Um... Holy Shit College II?
So today was interesting,
got up at like 8:30
showered 'n stuff 'til like 9:30
had breakfast...
... logged onto FFXI ...
talked to mah Pecker... ♥
(Just so ya'll know, this is the normal highlight of my day.... :])
... got a SH+1 from Calvvvvvvvvvvvin...
Tried to fix my FPS problem again (no success)
Went to dinner... dinner kinda sucked :(
saw my Slug though! Yay Slug!
Um... went to this insane long ass Porter Core Class meeting thing...
I don't know how I kept my eyes open. Seriously. The first speaker was 10x better than the 2nd and good lord by the time we got to her I was just dying... thank god class isn't 2 1/2 hours long...
THEN...
Benjamin FUCKING Porter time...
Huh? Wut?
Okay, so like...
after super long boring thing of doom...
Our Slugs had set up a little "initiation"
Not hazing, mind you.
I don't do that shit.
So... we walk... the Slugs are dressed up in like tribal clothing with Squiggles painted all over them... was hilarious :]
They were playing drums... walking through the woods at 10 PM... o.O
It was kinda scary. I might've been freaking the fuck out.
Just maybe. You'll never know.
Then... we got to Porter...
... the "Portacle" spoke. XD
We danced. There were glow sticks. There was noise. There was insanity. There was a conga line. It was amazing.
Then the Slugs told us to go get stuff to make noise with... I went back to dorm and put all things purple on. (Violas + cold = bad noise ; ;)
We went to the middle of the campus, in some field, and just chanted danced and made noise for like... ever... XD
WHEN I SAY BEN, YOU SAY FUCKING PORTER!!
It was SO INTENSE! Craziest thing I've ever seen... o,o.
Porter College~
is the best fucking college in the world!!
Porter College~
Some dude brought a straight freakin' garbage can.... it was our "bass"
... and the bag pipe guy was there
bag pipes are freakin' awesome
Oh! The Slugs know how to dance to Thriller. Amazing.... :]
I just had a really good time... Ohh Emm Gee Homie Status.
Slugs told me it happens often, I am excited.
I'm thinking twice about skipping the Boardwalk Frolic tomorrow now.
I just gotta see if I can find my Slug so I don't have to hang out with Kim's little boy toy squad.... if I do... ugh...
They're rather annoying. DERP DERP DERP...
:3
Hrmmm.... H203... Slug.
Tomorrow, oh lord.
Tomorrow, there will be more blog.
and it will be SO INTENSE!!
got up at like 8:30
showered 'n stuff 'til like 9:30
had breakfast...
... logged onto FFXI ...
talked to mah Pecker... ♥
(Just so ya'll know, this is the normal highlight of my day.... :])
... got a SH+1 from Calvvvvvvvvvvvin...
Tried to fix my FPS problem again (no success)
Went to dinner... dinner kinda sucked :(
saw my Slug though! Yay Slug!
Um... went to this insane long ass Porter Core Class meeting thing...
I don't know how I kept my eyes open. Seriously. The first speaker was 10x better than the 2nd and good lord by the time we got to her I was just dying... thank god class isn't 2 1/2 hours long...
THEN...
Benjamin FUCKING Porter time...
Huh? Wut?
Okay, so like...
after super long boring thing of doom...
Our Slugs had set up a little "initiation"
Not hazing, mind you.
I don't do that shit.
So... we walk... the Slugs are dressed up in like tribal clothing with Squiggles painted all over them... was hilarious :]
They were playing drums... walking through the woods at 10 PM... o.O
It was kinda scary. I might've been freaking the fuck out.
Just maybe. You'll never know.
Then... we got to Porter...
... the "Portacle" spoke. XD
We danced. There were glow sticks. There was noise. There was insanity. There was a conga line. It was amazing.
Then the Slugs told us to go get stuff to make noise with... I went back to dorm and put all things purple on. (Violas + cold = bad noise ; ;)
We went to the middle of the campus, in some field, and just chanted danced and made noise for like... ever... XD
WHEN I SAY BEN, YOU SAY FUCKING PORTER!!
It was SO INTENSE! Craziest thing I've ever seen... o,o.
Porter College~
is the best fucking college in the world!!
Porter College~
Some dude brought a straight freakin' garbage can.... it was our "bass"
... and the bag pipe guy was there
bag pipes are freakin' awesome
Oh! The Slugs know how to dance to Thriller. Amazing.... :]
I just had a really good time... Ohh Emm Gee Homie Status.
Slugs told me it happens often, I am excited.
I'm thinking twice about skipping the Boardwalk Frolic tomorrow now.
I just gotta see if I can find my Slug so I don't have to hang out with Kim's little boy toy squad.... if I do... ugh...
They're rather annoying. DERP DERP DERP...
:3
Hrmmm.... H203... Slug.
Tomorrow, oh lord.
Tomorrow, there will be more blog.
and it will be SO INTENSE!!
People Who Post Angry Things Anonymously...
...are annoying.
At least have the balls to actually tell people who you are. We're all online. Nobody is gonna come kill you 'cause you don't like someone over the internet. Grow up, be a man/woman! Damn scrubs.
Posting anonymously just makes you look like a 5th grader who can't take anything they've dished out.
At least have the balls to actually tell people who you are. We're all online. Nobody is gonna come kill you 'cause you don't like someone over the internet. Grow up, be a man/woman! Damn scrubs.
Posting anonymously just makes you look like a 5th grader who can't take anything they've dished out.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Confirmed!
Welp, my fabulous little divorcee, Calvin, has decided to call it quits... again (teehee)
Mostly because I hate being all sad 'n stuff in good-bye threads, I post here.
Even though Calvin has had his bad points in the past he's always been a wonderful friend to me, and I hope he has considered me about the same.
I always enjoyed chatting with his drunken self :)
I will miss him! But AS LONG AS HE KIT...
/stare
I'll be okay.
Let's hope people. :(!
Well, as I said, I don't care much for expressing being all sad about people quitting... but Calvin deserves some expression!
I think. :]
Mostly because I hate being all sad 'n stuff in good-bye threads, I post here.
Even though Calvin has had his bad points in the past he's always been a wonderful friend to me, and I hope he has considered me about the same.
I always enjoyed chatting with his drunken self :)
I will miss him! But AS LONG AS HE KIT...
/stare
I'll be okay.
Let's hope people. :(!
Well, as I said, I don't care much for expressing being all sad about people quitting... but Calvin deserves some expression!
I think. :]
Saturday, September 19, 2009
HOLY #?%@IN' CRAP!!
I'm at college.... thinkin' about loggin' into the world of my newly formed and more slutty WHM, but oh baby, it's just so exciting being here, and I dunno if I want to drop the I'm a huge freakin' nerd bomb on the new roomies yet... they seem fairly normal, anyway.
One of my roommates is already at a party... I dunno if she'll even survive. o,o She seems like she's here to make friends, not grades... scary.
This is pretty intense. The RA is nice and I already made some new friends... so not really scary.
Whenever I think of RAs though, I always think of a certain friend of mine I haven't spoke to in about a month getting in trouble for like... a Nerf Gun war or something.
'Tis a damn shame he did, too. Sounds like fun. :D
My Mom is about 20 mins away... so no heebie jeebies.
She's leaving tomorrow! She just wanted to bogey board.
She loves it... fo'sho.
Today has been super intense though... I'm probably gonna go troll 'Tek forums... missed out on some juicy VH1 action... then maybe go to sleep... I like sleep... bed is purple..!
PS: Euro key kicks ass.
€oolness.
One of my roommates is already at a party... I dunno if she'll even survive. o,o She seems like she's here to make friends, not grades... scary.
This is pretty intense. The RA is nice and I already made some new friends... so not really scary.
Whenever I think of RAs though, I always think of a certain friend of mine I haven't spoke to in about a month getting in trouble for like... a Nerf Gun war or something.
'Tis a damn shame he did, too. Sounds like fun. :D
My Mom is about 20 mins away... so no heebie jeebies.
She's leaving tomorrow! She just wanted to bogey board.
She loves it... fo'sho.
Today has been super intense though... I'm probably gonna go troll 'Tek forums... missed out on some juicy VH1 action... then maybe go to sleep... I like sleep... bed is purple..!
PS: Euro key kicks ass.
€oolness.
Friday, September 18, 2009
Uh-Oh.
I've been caught.
The real world sees me!
Oh dear lord, help me.
Stephen, this does not exist. It never did.
PS: Miss you! And do me a favor and tell everyone hi for me, I've not logged onto MySpace or anything because it's been hard for me to get over my life here. Major issues, indeed. I just don't want to deal with things because I know in the end it'll just suck more that I'll more than likely never speak to / see many of our old friends again.
and oh yeah, I'm a nerd. :(
...but I'm sure you already knew that.
The real world sees me!
Oh dear lord, help me.
Stephen, this does not exist. It never did.
PS: Miss you! And do me a favor and tell everyone hi for me, I've not logged onto MySpace or anything because it's been hard for me to get over my life here. Major issues, indeed. I just don't want to deal with things because I know in the end it'll just suck more that I'll more than likely never speak to / see many of our old friends again.
and oh yeah, I'm a nerd. :(
...but I'm sure you already knew that.
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