Aaaaaand I'm back...home.

Shit, I have a feeling that the next 5 weeks are going to be boring as shit

Today was my friend Caitlyn's birthday, which was very quite exciting. We woke up to go to breakfast at 8 in the morning, which was pretty much the best thing ever. After which I had class at 4, so I pretty much just slept until 4. Afterwards we went to dinner at Louie Linguini's, which is where all the fun pretty much started ( Read more... )

Tonight we went longboarding at around 11 at night, longboarding as in going down a hill. Keep in mind that this is my first ever time longboarding and going down this hill was probably a bad idea. Well on my first run(we went to about 1) I couldn't handle the speedwobble on the board so I go to step off the back, well, as I soon learned this was a ( Read more... )

I'm over it. GG.

Damn, this shits hectic. I'll give just a basic rundown of whats happened since schools started ( Read more... )

Well, here I am, at the place I'm most likely going to be for the upcoming months. Monterey. And god damn, I still don't know where to go for food. What the fuck. Not to mention all I can do on this computer is play Diablo 2, Starcraft, and Warcraft 3(I hope it can run Warcraft 3...shit.). Buuuut tomorrow I start conditioning/practice, that'll at ( Read more... )

21 hours and 32 minutes until I get this fucking wannabe-cast off. YES.

Fuck it. Fuck it in it's stupid little splint ass.

Well, as I was playing soccer on Monday I felt it was necessary to punch the floor. And break part of my hand. Yeah, it went well. So my mom took me in to have it x-ray'd and show it to a lot of different people down in the radiology dept. It was met with a lot of "looks like yuo broek yuor hnad, sonny!1" to which I just smiled and nodded. ( Read more... )

Holy Shizam. Last night was fucking insane. Arvand had a bangin' party at his hoouse, and GODDAMN I owned myself. Passing out and making a mess = the win. Just about the last thing I remember is taking a shot and then hitting the floor, you know, like they show in those movies when somebody gets punched and they fly into the ground? Yeah, it was ( Read more... )

Cold ++

I was gonna go to the Zebrahead show, but this cold attacked me like a swarm of enraged cantelopes. I mean, seriously. What the fuck? Just out of left field I get a week long fucking cold. And I'm not using "fucking" as an adjective, thats a verb. A VERB PEOPLE. IT HAS VIOLATED ME ( Read more... )