Song of the moment: United States of Whateva By Liam Lynch

HOLY CRAP I SAW PAUL AT THE BOARDWALK TODAY. He's fucking Santa Cruz OLD SCHOOL LIKE WHUT. [/end AzNess]

But seriously. I haven't seen that guy in the looooongest time. I used to be like, one or two inches shorter than him the last time I saw him, and now I'm like two inches taller than him. Dude. He's barely 5 feet tall. XD He's a mini-version of my brother. THEY LOOK EXACTLY ALIKE EXCEPT THAT PAUL IT A GABIZILLION TIMES SHORTER. They have the same face features, and they even smell a like. Honestly. He's a cool guy, though... except for the fact that my brother doesn't like him and doesn't want me hanging around with him. ROFL. Here's my conversation with my brother when I got home:

Me: Hey, Kuya! Do you remember Paul? The Filipino one?
Brother: Yeah, THE DRUG ADDICT?
Me: Uhh... yeah. ANYWAYS, I saw him at the Boardwalk today!
Brother: So? *doesn't care*
Me: He was asking about you and he wants to see you. Stupid. Don't you care?
Brother: No. Leave me alone.

-.- My brother sucks lollipops.

At Work

This guy named Adrian from my work likes me.... I guess. I've known him for a long time now, because we both worked at Hodgies before. But yeah, he's acting really wierd. For example, he went up to my window and said this to the guys that I was working with [he knows them]:

Someday, I'm gonna marry this girl. *points at me*

I was just like... Uhhhhhh, okay? Hahaha. Adrian is such a dork.

Later on, around like 2 or something, the manager asked me if I wanted to go home, since they had a lot of people working that day and there was hardly any people at the Boardwalk. I volounteered to go home, since I'm a lazy little bitch. Wheeeeee. So yeah, I get a FREE Philly Cheesesteak from World Grill [one of the restaurants in the company that I work in] and I head to the arcade. God, I can't believe I still play DDR. I was wearing my DDR Freak shirt today, too. I AM SUCH A LOSER. Anywho... I see Frankie, that annoying ass... person and I already said I saw Paul. Ben came a little later because Paul told him too and they hadn't seen each other in the longest time, also.

Oh! Freaking Ben told Paul that I was smoking out with him. As in, Marijuana. I was like.... WTF?!?!?! I have NEVER tried any un-prescribed drug like Marijuana, Ecstacy, Cigarettes, cocaine, you name it. Even fucking alchohol. I don't intend on doing so anytime soon, too. Paul's friend offered me a cigarette, but of course I refused. Drugs are stupid and they kill. RAWR.

It's cold. I'm going to go close the window. Stupid mother wants to kill me, I tell you.

Back. Some people from DDR Freak are really starting to annoy me. Perhaps I'll take another "break" from posting and start concentrating on something else. Like.... MY LIFE, for example. The only reason why I post there now is because of the Image Battles, and while I wait for my opponents to post their images, I post even more in other threads, and the fucking cycle continues until I go crazy and become this old hag that goes on the Internet all day and all night and depends on it every second of every day of her life. Bah.

Lets see.. what else should I talk about.. I really feel like talking. Ranting, nonetheless. Oh! I'm probably taking Algebra 2 this summer, Philosophy, or both if I can. I'm not sure yet if I'm going to take either Italian or Japanese next year... I mean, Japanese is SO common among my friends. Now Italian..... wow. It seems so interesting, so romantic, so ALIVE! [okay, that doesn't really make sense, but I'm too lazy to think of another word right now than "alive"] I'm thinking of just going to UCSC, since I've been told that they're one of the best colleges to go to for Astronomy. I think I want to major in Astrophysics. Mmmm. Sounds fun!

If not that, I want to major in Law and become a lawyer like my Grandfather. OR, I might even go to the U.S. Navy or the Air Force and become like a pilot and a kick-ass sharpshooter LIKE MY GRANDFATHER. He's the coolest person ever, I tell you. He died when I was 4, but I still respect him more than anyone else in the world, of all time. Kick. Ass. If I decide on majoring in law, the best schools to go to are Stanford and Harvard. Holy shit, I will NEVER have enough money to go to those colleges, even if I DO get accepted, which is a 1 in 9348759837589437593475435 chance. =D

Dude, I really need to stop wasting all my money on the fucking arcade. I should start saving it for once. I said that last year, and when I had like 500 dollars saved, I TOOK IT ALL OUT and bought clothes and ten billion pairs of shoes. I am such a girl, I hate it. I need to save my money and get a fucking car. I need one so bad, I'm so fucking tired of walking and taking the bus. Although, when I do get a car, I'm probably going to start gaining a lot of weight. Haha.

I need to start talking more intelligently. I'll do it later, I'm too lazy right now to think. ¬.¬

I hate K-pop and Rap now. Maybe not Kpop, since I still kind of enjoy listening to it, but RAP I cannot stand. Now Rock... mmm. I love Rock. I used to hate it. Also, I'm starting to go "UGH" on guys that are into rap and shit. The typical "AzN" guy that listen to hip hop and Rap dress so "Wanna be ghetto StYLiN LiEK WHUT" it just irritates the shit outta me. But then, the STEREOTYPICAL punk-rocker guy is considered all dirty. Not all dirty, but I remember some of my friends back then making fun of Punks and Goths because they only wear black, and they never wash their clothes. Bullshit.

My main interest of guys right now is... something like the guys of Linkin Park, Audioslave, The Strokes, All American Rejects, Weezer. You know, the semi-skinny lanky-ish nerdy type in a rock band. I LOVE the lead singers of all of those bands. HOLY SHIT SO SEXY. Hahahaha. I went from drooling over typical AzN ravers to nerdy white guys. Actually, before I started liking stupid AzN ravers, I was really into nerdy white guys. I RE-FOUND THE LIGHT IN THE TUNNEL AND I AM NO LONGER IN THE DARKNESS HOLY SHIT. Whee.

I need to sneeze.

........

There, I did it. Congratulate me, bitches.

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