The quarter of hell is over for me. Regardless of how I did, I know that I did the best I could. The old "me", the super party always-have-to-have-fun "me", died at the beginning of the quarter. Luckily for me, I came back alive last night!!! And I'm so glad I did ( Read more... )

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that I was hanging out with Kiwi and Bambu from Native Guns at a store somewhere, and they kept bugging me because I told them I hadn't bought their CD yet, and they kept guilt tripping me because of my brother and asking me how can I not support my brother's friends. Then I got lost and couldn't find them. I met up with my brothers and I lost them ( Read more... )

was spent catching up on Lost Season 2. Yeah, that's right, while all the ravers and druggies were at Monster Massive struggling to walk through a crowd, we were all sprawled out comfortably on couches staring at the idiot box ( Read more... )

This is really pretty sad, but I just figured I'd share. It's long, but you should read it all, it's pretty damn entertaining. Yes this really happened. Yes unfortunately I did go here. And yes we all thought this whole situation was pretty fucking ridiculous:

For those of you not priveledged enough to attend Pleasanton's Foothill High School in ( Read more... )

Hefeweizen + ice cream. I <3 my roomies + neighbor + and mucho <3 Ami and Lin.


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