bipolar sentimentality @ 3:11...
"You've been a bit sketchy lately. I feel like I don't even know you anymore!"
Of course that is coming from the guy who thinks he is "Buddy Jesus"
but then again, we have this:
HAHA, just playin... they actually look like this:
and
and even
But ya, you guys have missed out on some fun times... I'd have pictures, but "no one is ever gonna see them," as Paul complains.
Well right back at you bro!
WELL...
This is where I give you all a treat... not a little treat, But a HUGE FUCKIN TREAT... so better enjoy this serving and HAVE SOME CAKE!
enjoy.
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Soo, this is the story of our lives:
who wouldn't want to spend christmas with their loving family?
(My lil bro Ryan, mi mama, and some dumb flip)
(my auntie lele, uncle mike, and cousin tina)
and gorgeous women???
and a cousin that looked like this?
AND SMILED LIKE THIS?!??!?!
(her name is Christina Marie... she is precious - she calls my Krissy)
and love like this?!!
sigh, i could only have been so lucky.
And then i spent New Year's with these gorgeous girls
see lots of smiles...
AND THREE-MAN, the ultimate get fucked up drinkin game (aside from downing the entire bottle yourself)
But then, we started to get mad fucked up, not Jess and TAb with their shots of Orange Juice and Coke!!!
But this is how the world starts to look:
and even worse...
ya worse:
~~~~~HAHAHAHA~~~~~
So amidst all the shopping
(special show in the changing rooms, aye papi!!!)
"feelin JAPANESE... feelin japanse!!"
(note the Alfalfa-esque/japanese tuft of hair...)
being emo
being more emo
(or flat out gangsta)
and too tooo toooo EMO:
we still cleaned
(ya... i wish we all had maids like that, lucky you Paulito!!!)
and still managed to get some work done over the break:
"what the hell am i doing this for? i just want to talk to amber"
more "work"
...
"oh look, a hole!!!! i wonder what happens if i put this in there... oooh, a screw!!!"
more more more "work"
"oh fuck, what the hell is this supposed to be?!!"
...
"fuck this i quit. i want my ammmbbeeerr!!!"
hey, at least he wasn't this dumb fool:
(don't ask... i always wondered what it was like to be in jail... or the zoo...)
We still managed to end up on top, like so:
"amber i am done!!!"
(oh no, monkey got loose!!!)
And after all the outings:
(marcus and sabado)
seeing friends off to airports:
(baby ajay)
MOOSE-ing around:
(random?!)
makin fools of yourselves:
(tap the keg!!!)
"you're in america now, son"
(faggot... oh, i mean, thats my lil brother... not by blood. haha)
(silly freshmen)
(silly dustin... er, i mean, normal dustin!!!)
(haha, see?! told you there was a trend here!!!)
"oh i hate you guys!!!"
we goofed around:
oh, i mean it too, GOOF BALL!!!
acted like kids
(one of my boys from the kindergarten class i helped out with)
(The kindergarten kids...) "For the Kids man, for the kids..." *sniff*
ate
ALOT
guy over intercom - "how many caramel empanadas do you want?"
me - "give me 2, wait, i mean 4... fuck, make it 6! "
him - "um, we don't have that many!!"
me - "Grrrr, just give me everything you have!!!"
him - "ok, so 2?"
me - "only two?! fine, we will take them!!"
almost finished our first song - you will all hear it shortly
-got our ears pierced
-maryjane and I went our separate ways
-I started drawing and swimming (drowning-in-the-shallow-end-for-credit is more like it)
"what am i? a duck?"
-playin bball and soccer with the emory boys
-took control of FSA with my fav pinoys
-I finally met Dustin's girl (they are so sweet together)
-shacked up at emory again after my mom (and bro) ditched me for beautiful Hawaii
-implementing "Followthrough" that we always bitch about
-made drunk calls to certain country stars (Nessa)
"Kris, what did i tell you about TEXTING ME? just fuckin call me damnit!!!"
-fell in love with my green scarf crafted by Jessicacita
-decided I am no longer roman catholic but something else
(maybe semi-jewish like dustin. ha)
-toasted to kickin ass in school, certain people's 21st birthdays, to England (here I come!), no more depressing/suicidal/self-loathing thoughts (blame Canada!), to Italian girls with gorgeous eyes, avoiding druggie girls, "fuck the police," to Paul and Dustin (when they were so far away), "Bros over Hoes," to the journey and finding whatever it is we are searching for, finding passion, old friends and new ones to come, um.... oh ya, most importantly, Paul's dad (papi) and Sabado's mother (Sheniqua)... two sexy people...
-Days are respectively unique -
--Monday: Play with FSA
--Tuesday: 56-56 with Paulito for personal JAM time, circle jerk, emotional crying and venting reflection period about life
--Wednesday: Church, jam to Jess' band (and God), and kick Paul/Jess asses in Fooseball
--Thursday: was blunt thursday, now... nevermind. We bball instead (then drink and watch Sabado get action)
--Friday: fuck, its friday, what else would be going on?! Drink the sorrows away straight through Monday!
And at the end of the day: (TRIBUTE TO DUSTIN)
I never got the job at Johnny Rocket's
(Paul ripped up my application!!!)
The boys still got PLAY
and some BLUE BALLS:
you will all soon begin to learn, that hanging out with me...
QUITE FRANKLY...
IS TIRING.
So... yeah... approach me with caution.
I think i did this 1.) cause i worked on it at "WORK" and got paid to do this (ha, i win) and 2.)because i came home at 4 in the morning (can't explain it now, too emotional... so check next post...) couldn't sleep and felt i would bask in the good times i have lived.
i don't know what lies ahead for any of us... but i wish the best for us all.
You guys are all too precious.
Here is my gift to you Postal Service lovers...
We Will Become Silhouettes
It is made by the director of Napolean Dynamite - Retro anyone?
AND FINALLY:
"Parting is such sweet sorrows..."
I leave you with this teaser...
all my love...