My dream last night, fuck my dreams ( Read more... )

So, today awesomeo ( Read more... )

I finally got some footage for my video project, we're doing some bullshit thing on gang violence, but i did get some band footage. Irving couldn't get out of class though, and his damn teacher told me to shave, my response ( Read more... )

So, today was boring and uneventful. Me and Irving revised the song "The Battle (with a Stingray)" in dedication for mr. Steve "The Croc Hunter" Irwin ( Read more... )

Basic saturday in da nutshell:

Quincenera was pretty fun, met another second cousin and some of her friends. We danced from like 8 to 12 >_>;. My legs hurt today, a lots. I drank just a bit, I'm apparently a happy and emo person when tipsy: i called Cameron like at 11 and was like "DUDE DUDE I LOVE YOU <333" and then I was emo about shit, bah ( Read more... )

Today was a bit eventful, tried to get Erik and Irving out of class, but to no avail, Irving was taking the Spanish Placement Test and Erik just wasn't here. So the entire period we didn't do jack shit. The talent shows were today, but the bands playing had mass multitudes of SUCK ( Read more... )

So, in my first period, I got to go out of class for the most of the time. All I did was go around the school to see if there was anyone to film. Right now the two people I'm thinking about interviewing is Erik and Irving, cause I don't remember anyone's class. Oh well o.o ( Read more... )

God damn you, friends ( Read more... )

Steve's gone.

Done in by a sting ray.

I wanted him to die going head to head with the biggest croc in existence, that would have been the most kick ass documentary ever. RIP

Not my lyrics, but they speak out to me, a lot ( Read more... )