March 2009
45 posts
this is a lot of work
and i don’t think i’ll see much sleep this weekend.
at all.
“i’m going back home to the west coast.”
– coconut records (aka jason schwartzman’s band, duh.)
“Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round...”
– Jack Kerouac (via devincastro) (via havent-got-a-prayer)
“it has to be aesthetically pleasing, or i won’t put it in my mouth.”
– eli <3
swat
i got in!
still, pomona is where it’s at.
i’m super proud of dilia, and to be honest, i’m not at all surprised she got in. she totally deserves to end up at a place like swarthmore. or anywhere she wants, for that matter.
i hope she doesn’t lose her mind trying to figure out where she wants to go…
“when i get on american idol, i’ll be the pride of the philippines.”
– some girl on the track team.
please
do not let today be as unproductive as yesterday. PLEASE.
random thought #7
i need to spend less time wasting time.
pbht.
when’s the next three-day weekend?
craving
shrimp tacos.
tragic
bristol and levi broke up.
how sad.
random thought #6
i’m almost positive that william shakespeare was gay. almost positive.
that’s cool.
random thought #5
thai food > chinese food.
end of story.
“my kids are little pains in the shits.”
– my mother, on her 3rd grade students.
tick tock
the script was supposed to be written yesterday.
and the paper needs to be out monday.
yikes.
radom thought #4
octomom kinda sounds like a superhero with eight arms and an enormous uterus.
Did perpetual happiness in the Garden of Eden...
growingup:
- Chuck Palahniuk, Survivor
random thought #3
i can’t believe i have to wait until august. burn.
kinesthetic:
Mr. Blue Sky- ELO
wake up my...
hahahaha. →
the postal service covering the flaming lips....
random thought #2
i think it goes something like:
random thought #1
the octomom does kinda look like angelina jolie.
“this long disease, my life.”
– alexander pope, angsty as some modern singer-songwriter type.
and august
is ages and ages and ages away.
thataway.
aww
raquel found me :]]
how sweet.
“indiscriminate,
i’d rather be elite.”
– nofx
the scene ascetic
we need more violence, drugs, sex in music.
down with jesus rock.
it’s all about debauchery.
Debate: barbeque vs. barbecue.
spellingbee:
And go.
barbeque, because there’s not enough words with the letter Q in them.
“damn, she’s making so much money.”
– some douchebag in third period.
i survived
now we wait for the score.
success
comes to those that fuck with the html.
studying is so much harder when you have tumblr to worry about.
i assume
that the way this works is i get more kids to follow me.
i’m not sure how i feel about that just yet.
this stupid
date on the left here
<—-
is fucking obnoxious.
“fucken fuck my face.”
– katherine d.
FMLY →
so apparently there’s this like collective or something. idk. niice show listings in any case.
questions and answers
Q: is this necessary?
A: is what necessary?
Q: are you going to be one of those pretentious bloggers who refuse to follow even the most basic grammar rules?
A: duh. DUH.
Q: and try to be overly clever and witty and fucking charming?
A: i’ll try.
Q: so are you gonna, like, refer to yourself as a blogger now? haha, like really?
A: …not after those laughs. i’m far too...
a short story of epic proportions.
i want to write a book about a kid suffering from delusions of grandeur, combating simultaneous feelings of inferiority. he’ll live his teenage life looking down upon the people he wishes he could relate to, be like. drowning in the assertion that everything they are is everything he’s not, while praying they’re all listening to his tired tirades. he’ll go to parties, scoff...