Okay, okay. I'll actually blog about my day this time, instead of procrastinating and talking to everyone on my buddy list instead. *ahem*

I never get to sleep in on weekends. My mom always wakes me up around 9 or so [I sleep around 2-4 on the weekends + Friday].... blah... she told me to clean the house; I.E., mop the floors, vacuum, clean the living room, etc etc. But I managed to reason with her that I would do all that crap after I watched "Enough"... since she rented that the other day and she has to bring it back today. After I watched the movie, she told me to start cleaning... so I pretended to clean until she went upstairs, then I turned on my music. She was like, "MILADEL!!! NG LILINESS KA BA?!?!??!!" [Translation: "Miladel! Are yuo cleaning???"] Me: "YES!!!!!!!!"

Blagh. I didn't start cleaning until a half an hour later, though. I was too busy dancing around my living room in my boxers [err... yeah. I wear boxers to sleep in my own house] and all that shiznit. After I cleaned... blah blah blah... I asked my mom for money. She was like, "I'll give you 15 dollars if you washed my car" Me: "Twenty." Her: "Ten." *CRY* She only gave me ten dollars.. blagh. Whatever. I washed her car anyway.. but since my brother used up all of our car-soap crap on his Civic, I either could use Clorox, Pine Soil, dish soap, hand soap, or body wash. Errrr... I didn't want to use up my expensive Bath and Body body wash on my mom's car, even though it'll make it smell a lot better... and we were a little low on dish soap. Even though my mom's car is white, I think the Clorox will do more damage than for the better, and I liked the smell of our hand soap. *ahem* PINE SOIL it is.

When my mom and I got into the car [she was giving me a ride to the horrid, HORRID Boardwalk], she asked me what that wierd smell was. I was like... "It's the smell of fresh pine trees! *sniiiiiif* ISN'T IT WONDERFULL??" Hahahaha. She was like, "o_O;;;" and started driving. She was even more wierded out when I told her that I used Pine Soil to clean her car, and that there was car-soap stuff in the closet. Blah. I am of the blind-age.

Anywho.... I get to the Boardwalk, no one was there. I failed on the second song of my first PIU game, immediately got bitter. I failed on Precussion Freaks since the cymbal was AGAIN not working, and got more bitter. I failed on the Pop 8 Oni course, AND STARTED JUMPING UP AND DOWN FROM FRUSTRATION. The tourists that were there were all scared of me... and stopped watching me play. Blah... lol. So yeah, I was all mad at the arcade, so I decided to walk down the Boardwalk and smell the salty breeze of the ocean air. That smell is comforting to me. It reminds me of our house in the provinces of the Philippines. I stopped by my old work, said hi to the manager and got a free corn dog. Wow. Their corn dogs still look like shit. I only ate like... 1/18ths of it and threw it away. I walk further and further down the Boardwalk, until I hear the "announcer" person say that all the rides were closing in 15 minutes, so everyone was starting to leave. I see that most of them were heading for the arcade, so I immediately thought, "Ooooh! More people, more crowds! Wheeeee" So I ran back to the arcade. Got more stares. No wonder, I was freaking dressed as a raver today. You know... orange pants, black tank top under a white jacket, my pants all rolled up.. I was wearing an orange beanie with my "Sheyliah" [girl from Sacramento tourney" fake glasses... my shoes were white, so everything matched. I was wairing my infamous one-black glove and my white mini backpack. They probably thought I was on E or something. Hahhahahahahahahahhaahahahahhaa. I have never even been to a single rave EVER in my entire life.

Blagh, back to the arcade. I did a lot better.. at least I didn't fail when I freestyled. Two tourists actualyl filmed me today. Not so wierd. Wow. Watch me. Type in. Short. Sentences. I am very. Intelligent. Ne?

There were a lot more people in the arcade at this time, so I was happy. I see some of the regulars there... nothing uncommon. But still, the Boardwalk has yet redeemed itself from its shittyness. It's still as lame as ever. LiEk WhuT?!?!!! Heh. I call my mom around... 5 or 6 and she picks me up. I go home, head straight to the computer, and here I am. I'm still dressed as a raver, however, I am waaaaaaay too fucking lazy to go downstairs to change into my pajamas.

Heh, homecomming was today, therefore I didn't have basketball practice. I didn't have basketball practice yesterday either, due to the rally. I sure as hell didn't go to the Homecomming parade.... I was probably dancing in my boxers the time that it happened. The dance is going on right now, and Me, Dylan, AND EVERYONE ELSE THAT I KNOW [like my big group of "whatever" (school-hangout) friends] definitely don't even care. School dances are lame, especially if you live in Santa Cruz. I would go to more dances if I lived in an asian city like San Jose, but Santa Cruz is waaaaaaay too white. I mean, you've seen the Halloween pictures. *dies*

Bah, my butt is getting numb. *gets up and stretches* Theeeere we go. Durrr... what was I talking about again? Dances? Oh yeah. Dances are lame [I think I already said this]. I think that only dance I'll go to is prom. Definitely. I cannot miss Junior/Senior prom. Whee.

*is listening to trance music*

Maybe I AM turning into an AzN raver. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! Dude, I was like... raving today on the DDR machine. On DXY, Abyss and that one song that starts with an "H". But yeah.... I don't know. I guess I just like the music. I don't think I will be going to any raver, anytime soon. But hey! What if, you know? Yeah. But no drugs for me, no sireee no. Drugs are bad. =)

I have to go to the bathroom now. Watch me go like ZOOOOOOOOM!