| You know what i've notice, I HAVE A VERY LONG NECK LIKE A GIRAFFE. And now thinking of decapitating my head to shorten it because oooh i would love to be perfect like those celebrities on TV. Yeah right! Im so sick of people trying to change what they got all the time. Many filipinos want to have light skin on the contrary, American women trying to tan as hell. I asked, what's wrong with dark skin or a light skin? Many people either tries too hard to lessen something from their body or add stuff to achieve perfection. I believe this issue of insecurity is done by the mainstream we're currently drawn into. We see all of these perfect celebrities, models, TV personels all the time and think that just because their physic seems like the basis of how a person should look like, we go on (or some of us) trying to achieve the "look".

Ironically, i passed by Tyra Bank's yahoo question the other day "What can we do to help girls with low-self-esteem?" She got mixed answers, from people giving her advices and rebels contradicting her shows, both America's Next Top Model & Tyra Bank Show. I agree to the later; she might've been celebrating all sorts of women, from skinny to the "more-to-love" but it seemed when i watched an episode of it (large women), she wasnt as though serious about it at all. Its very ironic how she's asking the question when she herself, with the petite body that she have, makes women/girls alot insecure than they already are. I've heard she wasnt as "charmingly perfect" back on her teenage years so she must know how to deal with low-self-esteems, right? But wait! She was a model, duhr. It's so hard to think that she understand what girls like me with low-self-esteem is going through. And if she were asking that to actually help girls, good for her. After all, she's an icon now, not as infamous as Ms. Hilton, but still, she could actually make a difference. (by first cancelling ANTM? lol)

I say love what you got because when you try hard to look like perfect little missy, the world would lack diversity. Dont sweat looking like the mainstream, never let peers get the better of you (haha friend quote) and whatever happens, be true to yourself. Do you really need to be light skinned? Hmm, no. Either way, dark & light skin's fuckin H O T.

-trying to have a point but thinks failed to do so again,
keekee



|

...the secret to being a good friend is to shut your mouth,give your shoulders to cry on,and your full attention to a friend in distress!
...most of the time,people claim they need "advise" but the truth,they really want someone to be there for them.

totally agree.

| Myrna: OMygosh, that whore is taking our picture.
Ashley: Ugh. Whatev. What a fukin low-life. She so wish she's pretty like us. *roll eyes*
Jess: *feels stomach* Like i ate too much burritos today, i cant stop farting. I need to gaggy...i cannot like keep this food in my tummy. I'll get fat and Forever 21 will never hire me again. ugh. Myrna: Eeew you dont have to tell us that. Go, i wouldnt want to have a fatty co-worker. *hands tiny spoon*

*Jess left to go "gaggy"* lol

Ashley: Like she so gained weight. And did you see her neck fat? its eeewie, now we learned her lesson, never buy "fat-food" at taco bell, like oh my god, Josh will totali break up with me if i even gain a single pound.
Myrna: Like good thing im taking this skinny pills, like i'll never gain weight, you shoulda try. Hmm, i was eating chicken of the sea yesterday and was it like chicken or fish?
Ashley: I think its beef, yea, like taht's what my mom told me.
Myrna: ahaha im like so dumb i thought it was pork *laughs hysterical*






| I hate how things keeps disappearing on me. Oh, we have 2 pet fishes: Pedro & Jose2. I'd like to keep what we owned "mexicanized"... lol and stories and the likes will be put off until i have time to blog. I decided to manage my time accordingly. Imma go to sleep @ 9 and wake up at 5 which will give me perfect 8 hours of sleep, exercise for 30 minutes then go take a shower or do some last minutes homeworks. That's how my schedule will be from now on. I notice i've been stressed out lately which gives me that rough look in my face aka bags...the bags..argh...freakin bags...i hate you! lol


New food jingle:
I need food! Food is good! Oh oh oh. I wanna eat a pineapple...that dances like whore..
mmmm mm. :-)

Photo=the never ending self-potrait of the vain but yet ugly kid. It looked like i wanna kill someone, well i dont nor was i feeling serious it was my emotion towards gang crimes, average lives getting killed because of the idiocy of other people. Further story coming up later. The picture that my friend demonstrated involving her brother was horrible. Im thinking of making a fictionized version.



| Photos: explanations?



Gay.Run||: I was playing with the dummy with aurora and this was what i came up with, he's a jolly good fellow, indeed.



Macho body||: it looks like a naked body, eh? lol well that's Isabel trying to hide her flawless face.



Heaven breaking loose||: God is calling upon the gates of heaven. XD



Ohmy WORD||: unsaid words, lying around my room.



Way Away||: "I'd rather study for decathlon. Maybe next time."-junior (lol)



Distortion||: wasted paint, very unpleasant.



I be an Retarded||: the work space-slash-inspiration wall of random pictures.




The perfectionist's imperfection||: Everything is wrong about my face.





| The new amsterdams.

To be able to clean my room last night was out of the norm. I've never really want to clean my room in a friday night like yesterday, i was tired and only thinking of going directly to bed. It's sickenin how clean my room looks now. Everything is on the right spots except for my camera's USB. I've looked for it theth whole night but thanks to bad karma, i didnt find it anywhere and yes, not even under my bed. I'm taking the responsibility for it although i believe i didnt put the USB anywhere but on the flooor, my floor duhr. I even saw it safe & fuckin sound yesterday morning but when i got back from school, the USB was gone or so i think it is for now. lol I still can transfer pictures via the memory chip, that's the good part about this whole thing. Unfortunately for me though is i might get a sermon about "being responsible for the things given to me or just pretty much my "stuffs". However, pls. do consider that i've gone gaga looking for it yesterday; i feel bad that it have gone missing like that and to save myself from hearing what you've got to say, i admit, I'M A VERY IRRESPONSIBLE KID. :-|

I was for the most part, feeling socially active yesterday after school but seems like all of my friends are either have to go home early because they have alot of homeworks to do or they have to stay at school and study. what? The scenario was wrong in every angle possible. I've never encountered that day when my peers chooses to do school works over hanging out and doing nothing just yesterday...the world have gone topsy turvy and im scared it is gonna be like that, gonna be all school works during friday nights and over the weekend. If that happens, this school year will probably last forever, argh. Anyway, i had to bid them "good workin", everyone of them, and i was reluctantly going home myself. Home wasnt horrible than how i thought it would be, however. Lazing out with brother watching & making fun of them filipino actors and pigging out on buffalo wings wasnt bad at all, it was ironically relaxing and funny how we're getting along then getting annoying afterwards.

Well, i think this weekend would suck ass big time. I've taken home a lot of homeworks (like my dorky friends lol) myself from an essay, 2 books for reading, a perspective artwork, 42 math analysis problems & studying for it, and 10 dialectical journal that was suppose to be done over the past summer and i smell a sucky sucky weekend on this underwhelming room of mine. So if you happen to past by a women's bar, pls send me 10 macho papas for my comfort, luxury & entertainment. lol I'm seriously not serious...but i can be serious about it... hmmm how bout UPS guys? they're kinda hunky..ooh brandon routh man! lol

My last night's entry isnt publish yet and i dont think it must be now. When i tried writting an entry, i started drooping off and only woken up when i heard my mom calling Mike to move his car. Then i think i went to bed and that was all i could remember. :-)

Photographs.

My Room before i cleaned it:


(bed was undone)


(accesories, cards, papers, pens everywhere ooh & a dying plant)


(stuffs on the floor lol)

The afters:


(squeky clean, kinda. & it looks hawaiian lol)


(i believe my best shot this week featuring my bes bud, Hoesay! lol)

| Random.
I was walking back from the library when this random guy on a bike, suddenly came up and started talking to me. I thought he was only gonna say hi when he started asking me questions like "do you live around here?" "how come i dont see you?" blah blah blah. He then asked for my number just in case i wanna "kick it" with him. I, of course, the freakin shy-ass keekee that i am, hesitated "What do you want my number for?" I replied. He said i am beautiful adding to that was bunch of bull crap compliments like "pretty good-looking, cute, hot" etc as if im gonna give him my number--i dont think im that easy. The dude was pretty quick, lemme tell you. He pretty much got to know me in 15 minutes or less. He was very extroverted unlike me who doesnt make eye-contact much and doesnt like talking. Anyway, i was really bugged by his agressiveness so i asked if he's gonna be late to his job already (just to make him go away...lol). In relief, we parted on some intersection and he hoped he'll gonna see me again. eeeer. He wasnt bad-looking, it was that he was too agressive & totally not my type (like he assumed it was the case).

P.S. Its sickening how people around here are oh-so friendly. I get too many hi's, beeps, and faces turning 180 degrees. :-
Walking, waiting, taking pictures.
I got home early so i decided to head back out again and take some random pictures. I started here:

Well, asking random people to pose for me what i do best so i asked this "young lady" if i could get a picture of her waiting for the bus. She agreed although it came up rather weird and stiff. :-) Then i passed by here:

which it demonstrates the ghetto-unfabulousness of canoga park. It interests me how rusty metals, cars and a bunch of wires are just stuck there. It seem as if they're treasures looming around for passers by to study, to criticize, to see. After that, my journey brought me here:

It is funny how these things are negclected on the side streets where back home, people are dying to have a television or a comfy couch. The story goes, a couple got into an arguement, threw the television in their window, the couch, and a mover's box. :-) lol

The narrow side street scared me so i went back to the actual sidewalk and took this for my green e club:

Its a little blurry, yes. After that, i walked pass near maria's house although i didnt knock on her door. XD There werent anything good to take a picture around the neighborhood but i saw this mural from a car dealer place:

with the dove and everything, it screams me! peace! :-)

I passed by the little shops along sherman way although didnt manage to take any pictures of that italian place (i dont think im allowed to) or the birds on that pet store. So i walked somwhere lol and took this on the sidewalk:

which actually looks pretty clear. lol I visited Green Thumb next. As always, i didnt get to take any pictures of the plants or the pots cuz some dude that works there were like literally following me as if im gonna steal something. What would i need plants for? lol

I got tired and lost, lol so i went back, passed the small shops, then went to this thrift store instead. :-) I spent a great amount of time looking for tops, some are funky old, but some like the two shirts i bought are wearable cute. XD Im cheap like that, you know? what do you need expensive stuff for when you can have them for a lesser price (and i believe cuter too)? hahaha.

then of course, my day wouldnt be complete without my homies "artwork":

ah, kids these days never learn anything. they try to act gangsta & shit when i'll more gangsta than they are. :-D

I passed by a cute adorable kid. i planned on asking him to pose for me but then his dad appeared, i got scared and ran away:

the this thing happen:

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| Happy Monday.



3 years from today, I was standing in front of my uncle’s house in Quezon City, almost teary-eyed hoarded with mix emotions. Later that day, which felt like 2 days, I was in Seoul Airport waiting in line to board the next plane. I was already in my 15th year when I reached California. Yes, it’s my 3rd year here today. I remember how weird the surroundings look like. The streets were seemingly wider, houses looked like it was from the movies, and the time spent with mother was also awkward. Many things have changed, I’m already use to living here and well, I’m actually turning a year older 2 hours and 30 minutes from now.

My family, mom and bro, I’ve learned are not doing anything for me tomorrow. I just thought its unfair how they threw a party for my bro last June while they won’t even cook my fave Filipino dish for me. I’m not looking for a party; I just want them to make my birthday a big deal for once. And a chance of that happening is looking lame right now. I know I should not whine about it although I’m sick celebrating holidays alone by myself. I’m used to relatives, siblings, and a whole town people celebrating Christmas and or my birthdays every year with me. While here, there’s no one to celebrate it with which absolutely suck ass.

Anyway, everyone who is anyone already greeted me already, my mother gave me 10$ as a “gift” she said (stinginess? I believe so), my brother brought me art stuff, I must be a happy camper now, eh? Sure. Happy fuckin birthday, Keekee.



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I heard the neighbor kids singing the alphabet. When i looked outside, they were holding hands and singing it. It made me wanna go, awwww. It brings alot of childhood memories. Ah, the joy of being a kid. I now think growing up is not the best thing to do... should i stay 16 forever?

~`picture hacked from deviantart.com (as always)



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I've been coming home feeling sick for two days now. I dunno, i feel feverish, restless, no sleep, bigger eyebags, and of that, i think im dying. My energy is suddenly drained from school, i only got 2 weeks of it and already, im almost giving up. Things have changed drastically; now that my former friends are gone out to college, i now actually do my homeworks right after 2nd, maybe Mr. D was right, i work too much. Well, what can i do? if i've done better last year, i won't "sweat it" like i am now my senior year; my classes are much harder now and my APs pretty much consumed what's left of my life.

You know what my issue is? Time management. I cannot, in any way, manage my time in a proper, biblical way. There are too much distractions around, pictures on the wall, computer, music, and did i mention computer? I do my homeworks although it takes me forever to get them done. It would take me the whole night every single day. Last night is an example...I ditched my other homeworks completely and brought my attention to my drawing project. Did i finish it? Nope. It took me 4 hours to shade 3 of the objects and only got a "you should darker your shades" "dont smear..." "try distuingishing your lines from the shaded area.." from my art teacher. My "artistic" spirit is dampen for the moment; i dont hate him for being honest with me but i felt like my effort the night before wasnt enough. My eyes were hurtin for goodness sake! what does he want me to do? Get an eye glasses next time? The freakin life of an artist-in- training aint fun at all. It needs motivation, lotsa patience and the ability to takes criticisms lightly. Unfortunately, i dont have that, or so i think i dont. So, i ask myself why do i even wanna get to an art school when i couldnt manage to hang on for this high school class? I dunno. I thought i have the ability to be so (some sort of an arsty bum) although i am now finding out that i really dont...i give up too easily or that i just can't love my own creations. argh.

And look, its the only the 2nd week of school and i for one is already packed with schoolworks. The fall semester had always been uncooperated with me. I find myself counting days, "when's winter break, the weekend is 5 days from now, summer is next year" this and that. I just cant wait to be a bum again, to sleep until my head hurts, eat a breakfast/lunch double meal, tsk tsk. Do i miss summer all of a sudden? grrr. I think i do which proves me that really, i dont like changes for the first few months. Its not fun getting use to school again. There arent many awesome people to hang out anymore. Its just sad that the majority of CP high are 9th graders and only 32 seniors in the magnet. What's weird is i feel like this week is longer but went by fast. I dont know what happen monday or tuesday, its like being in another month.

Well, that is what been bugging me lately. I just hope that my 17th year which is 2 days from now will bring me better luck in school & the things that constitute it. whatever, im crashing my bed.

-keekee's tired. bless my soul.



| Here's the->

What I want for my birthday.
. 1. Sunshine. I want it to be a day match made in heaven. No clouds looming around, and or cold air. Although that would be a little imposible to control so whatever happens then, i'll try to be a-okay with it.

2. Hugs from my friends. A senior friend visiting me would be a plus. Hmm, didnt i just heard Josue telling me he's gonna come visit me soon? oh yeah, shotgun!

3. Unique celebration. I dont want the usual cake or the mom & bro working so no celebration sh!t. I've spent 2 holidays, christmas and new year without them. Its kinda lonely but i hope they're gonna make it up this monday.

4. School must be more funner. Although that hardly happens...tsk tsk.

5. A vending machine complete with everything from toblerone to gardita aka chex mix. No, im not serious. My room is too over crowded for another vending machine addition, lol But food would be good. :-)

6. Digital technologies. Digital Camera for my "artsy" lifestyle, ipod for a portable music listenin, yes, im dreaming, dont wake me up yet...its too good. XD

7. a big sloppy joe with a side of a big sloppy kiss. XD im kidding. or am i not? hmm. lol

So any givers? hehe.





| Kids views on L O V E.

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over
and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the
time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 3
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"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is
different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."

Billy - age 4
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"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on
shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."

Karl - age 5

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"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of
your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."

Chrissy - age 6

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"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."

Terri - age 4

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"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she
takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."

Danny - age 7

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"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired
of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they
kiss"

Emily - age 8

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"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you
stop opening presents and listen."

Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

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"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with
a friend who you hate."

Nikka - age 6
(We need a few million more Nikka's on this planet!!!!)

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"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he
wears it everyday."

Noelle - age 7

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"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who
are still friends even after they know each other so well."

Tommy - age 6

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"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared.
I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."

Cindy - age 8

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"My mommy loves me more than anybody .

You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."

Clare - age 6

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"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."

Elaine-age 5

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"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still
says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."

Chris - age 7

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"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left
him alone all day."

Mary Ann - age 4

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"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all
her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."

Lauren - age 4

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"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and
little stars come out of you." (what an image)

Karen - age 7

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"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it.
But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."

Jessica - age 8

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And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once
talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was
to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door
neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old
gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the
little boy said,

"Nothing, I just helped him cry"

P.S.
kids!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 one. we need more of 'em adorable kids.



|
Finally! My counselor already changed my schedule, whew. Well, here's how it went:

1st:: Physics-> I didnt ask for it. He said i might need a science class if i wanna apply to UC schools. I guess so although I'm not really good at any science field really.

2nd:: Math Analysis-> The best math ever. I dont have to figure out equations to graph anymore, i can just input agebraic models and my bulky calculator will do the trick for me. Oh YEAh.

3rd:: Physiology <->Honors English-> I have the best teacher ever. I had her my 9th grade year and truly, she's just too nice. She helps us with our essays and let us slip a day or two on deadlines. We're reading Fast Food Nation right now. Quickwrite: Who's to blame for America's health problem? I say them individuals who chooses to pig out on fastfood rather than small dosages of it. Yes, the fast food company do play a role although its the people's decision to wait in line for that supersized bigmac at Mcdonalds and the likes. Its all about control of one self and the dicipline behind it. bow.

4th:: AP US Govt. & Politics-> I've always love history, compare to science, i can at least understand history lessons. Put this in mind, in politics, its not what you know, its who you get to know, its your connections that matter according to Chris Matthew, the author of Hardball. Even if your one helluva genius but you prefer to hide behind your closet doors, there's no way you can enter the Washington's political game. Do what Johnson did, he worked on a smaller scale rather than using the media for his campaign. He get to know person-to-person and actually succeed.

5th::Ag. Business<->AP Art-> Have i mention my teacher's comment regarding my 2 artworks? He said they're fantastic although it doesnt cut off for AP Art standards anymore. I could hate him but the guy is absolutely telling the truth. If only you've seen the passed slides of the former students, you would think our works are too novice, too inside the box rather than spontaneous and loose. I dont know what my strategy is; i need a lot of motivation and inspiration to be able to draw something worth looking at in a museum in the future. I dont think people would wanna look at my self-portrait or the basic still life i did. I was discourage from the artworks he showed us. They were too good. hrm. Oh we're currently drawing a still life right now though we have to add up things, make it more a lil less average and more on the "awesome" side.

6th::Service Ms. Sheehan's art class <-> Internet Publishing-> I was gonna take Ag. Business to get computer credits but i changed it into AP art so now, i have to take some other computer class. We didnt do much, we went to CNN and read about the 9/11, memories lost, very sad day indeed.

We have the lamest class name: (we're choosing between) The utopians or the something corny. XD I have to suggest something, argh.
class song i think would suit us:

forever young by youth group
someday by the afters
high by james blunt
were at the top of the world -juliana theory






| Do you wanna get the girl AND make her laugh? Well, here are some pick up lines you might wanna use:

1. Aren't you the tiger on the Frosted Flakes box? Cuz you look "Grrrreat!"

2. Baby, if you were words on a page, you'd be what they call fine print

3. Can I get a picture of you so I can show Santa what I want for Christmas?

4. Do you eat lots of Lucky Charms? Because you look magically delicious.

5. Do you have any raisins? No? How about a date?
(lol)

6. Excuse me, but I DO think it's time we met.

7. Excuse me, but I may be lost... Can you give me directions to wherever you're going?

8. Excuse me, I'm looking for a friend...do you want to be my friend?

9. Have you been eating Cocoa Puffs? cuz I'm goin cookoo for you

10. HEY!!!! Wanna go half on a baby?

11. Hey, Laura! (Big hug). I haven't seen you forEVER!! (huge kiss) Wow, you've really changed! (I'm not Laura) What? Oh my God, you even changed your name!

12. Hi, I need your help! My mom says that if I don't get a date by tomorrow, she's putting me up for adoption.

(source~its eddie's shit @ myspace friend list XD)






|
I had 2 loaves of bread smuttered with cream cheese for dinner. Im dieting, besides my vegetarian diet, im also trying to lessen my carb intake. A lot of people had been saying i've gain weight soo im trying not to overdo food and eat only when im hungry. lol I've never like cream cheese before although when i went to camp for a week, that was the only spread they served us to go along with bagel, of course. I've learned to like it, even more so, really love it--aint too heavy like a plain milk cheese, perfect for my tastebud. Anyway, im currently reading Hardball for my AP history; my teacher is right, the book is a very interesting read with funny twists in between. Its a good book for someone like me who doesnt like reading bulky materials, compare from last year's AP history class, its less the big words hassle and witty too. AP politics would be awesome this year, with the smart people around me, I cant wait to look dum-dum in front of them people. They think they're the shit until they meet me through the course. Their view of perfection will change forever. lol

My mom just said "Go to sleep already. Remember to wake up early tomorrow." Uhmm, earth to you mom, i do know that but its 9:56 PM which is a little too early. Oh, i just found out the Krispy Kreme in front of our school closed already. Those freaks. No more mocha to devour to after school *shrugs* And doughnuts, i like them pastries especially their eclairs. boo! Its so much hassle to go to Starbucks =\ Oh freakin WELL. I just remember im turning 17 next monday which is a week from tomorrow. How exciting, okay im gonna sleep now. I need to get taller. lol

-keikei





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Cheerio up! I passed the DMV test! blech

After a month of unstudying, pressure from my bro, mom and YOU, 2 days of forgetting the papers needed, I suddenly passed the written exam and for some reason, it doesnt feel right. I've loved the degree of difficulty they have thrown at me and the test that was given to me today was the same replica of the first one i took. It wasnt challenging enough; it was a give away for a loser like me. I would of love to walk away again and tell everyone im the biggest failure of the history of DMV, i was still building up my name in the guiness record but unfortunately, i answered right and freakin passed it. Now what? I guess my utmost dream for my name to be in the 2008 Guinness world record is now defered. And you know what i did because it didnt feel right? I cried, neither for joy or sadness--it was for the idiocy of people, seems like nobody talks anymore this days, for passing it and it didnt even feel like it was a big deal at all. If i had put more effort to it, i would of been happier than i was. Answering the same questions from last time was an act leading to defeat. I was defeated, i am officially a loser. boo.

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {5:28 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {2:42 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {9:06 PM}

All these things
by
Stephen Speaks

Maybe it's her face, no makeup at all As she tells me she's not beautiful Maybe it's her hair, soft golden and wind blown As we drive through the streets of town It could be all these things But I think it's her smile Maybe it's her laugh when she throws back and sighs Or her eyebrows when I do something stupid Maybe it's her smell, the lotion she wears Or how my hands smell like country pear for days You know it could be all these things But I think mostly it is her smile Cause I love to see her smile back at me And I know she is happy Maybe it's her touch, the feel of her hands When she puts her tiny fingers in mine Maybe it's her eyes gently searching my soul Still nothing stirs me like when I see those lips roll and I see her smile Cause I love to see her smile back at me And I know she is happy

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {9:28 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {8:33 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {6:17 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {9:06 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {12:25 PM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {12:46 AM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {8:56 PM}

Oh, Its September 01. No wonder i cant sleep. wee, 17 days to go until dee dee dee, my birthday!

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {1:42 AM}

Blast that stereo, LOUD! {1:03 AM}

I eat art, bitchy, and tomato omelet for breakfast. I do have a heart of gold even with my "I say it how it is" attitude. I'm above anything else, crazy: dramatist at times, witty funny and I am every personalities put together. I don't think I am stupid just because it takes me longer to figure or do things. In my free time, I tend to dance in my undies until i fall asleep half-naked. Other than those mentioned, there is nothing more special about me. If there is, it is yet undiscovered. So i came upon a goal: self-discovery or bust, babe.

&hearts music
&hearts art
&hearts writing
&hearts cooking
&hearts photography
&hearts food
&hearts cheese monkeys
&hearts coffee
&hearts hot hot heat
&hearts sunshine
&hearts interiors
&hearts books
&hearts pickle relish
&hearts cinnapretzel
&hearts floors
etc &hearts &hearts &hearts

Alan:Blasted Brains, Coy
Anne:Dysfunctionism.
Arnel:Lover Boy.
Aaron:Strange guy.
Avy:Anguished.
Bam:thegreat.
Catherine:Rawrness.
Carl:Tuesdays.
Dane:Oxymoron.
DC:Alter-ego.
Dhea:Mixed Emotions.
Dotep:Memory.
Elmo:Big bird!
Francess:Spunkified.
Gerome:Basketbolista.
Giselle:Soccer-ism.
Gracie:Pretty.
Henzel:Flyaway.
IT2M
Ituloy angSulong.
Jasmin:rockin.
Jham:summer.
LA:Artworks.
maryjuana:Life.
Mark:makeenetics.
Mark:Secrets.
Miselle:unpromiscuous.
Mishi: Korean jive
Pam:Vanity.
Reyn:Orange world.
Rina:peace&love
Tala:Sarcasm.
Teen Council default.
Tina:life's abundant.
UtakGago:writing genius
Xyla:nurcessist.

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