May 2010
49 posts
While I’m Away- Good Old war
I think I’m going to start posting sweetheart songs. I love this album, but specifically this song. So sweet and cute.
Major Lazer & La Roux feat. Gucci Mane — I’m Not Your Lemonade + Heroes n Villans Remix
NEWSFLASH: Cocaine ages you in dog years.
The new Black Keys is fucking great.
Oooof yes! I lived in the desert and rarely went outside so I resorted to laying on the couch all the time. But when I moved to California I started to play tennis daily and that all changed.
I think that those websites are really weird.
Yikes! I just scrolled through a couple pages and it seems like your assertion might be right. But really, I don’t think this AT ALL. I think all kinds of women are beautiful. And I could go into that whole “I’m not white, I’m half Costa Rican, aka latina” but that’s a copout. I remember seeing Jessica Stam on a reality show way back and I’ve just been obsessed. And MKA… well I just love her. But there’s no way I’d ever EVER say that only white and skinny women are beautiful. Sorry if that seemed to be the case on my blog -_-
I’m not sure to be honest. I think a fulfilling and happy life would be the best.
LAYER 1: BASICS
Name: Beee bop
Birth Date: 0303
Current Location: San Francisco
Hair Color: Red
Righty/Lefty: Amby
LAYER 2: ON THE INSIDE.
Your fear: Getting robbed *knocks on wood*
Your dream of the perfect date: Anywhere, anytime, Hawaii
LAYER 3: YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW.
Your thoughts first waking up: Gotsta study that marine life
Your best physical feature: Not sure?
Your bed time: 1ish or 2ish
Your most missed memory: My yellow lab Max
LAYER 4: YOUR PICK.
Pepsi or Coke: COCA COLA
McDonald’s or Burger King: Neither yuckies
Single or Group Dates: Don’t matta
Adidas or Nike: All day every day
Chocolate or Vanilla: Vanilla, but definitely a fan of that Milk Chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee: Coffee
LAYER 5: DO YOU.
Smoke: Nope
Cuss: Like a sailor :(
Take showers: Twice a day. Yes, I’m one of those people
Have a crush: No but I wish I had the Grape crush in my hand right now
Like school: Yea for the most part
Believe in yourself: Wah wah
Believe what goes around comes around: Yes. This is what keeps me from the wild side for the most part
Believe everything happens for a reason: Yes, again
Think you’re a health freak: I wish!
LAYER 6: IN THE PAST MONTH.
Gone to the mall: I work across from a mall… so ya know
Been on stage: Nope that I can think of..
Eaten sushi: Of course
Been hurt: No not really
Dyed your hair: Yes..
LAYER 7: HAVE YOU EVER.
Played a stripping game: No I’m such a virgin
Kissed the same sex: My girlys come in for the kill on New Years.. it’s something I can’t help
Gotten beaten up: No?
Changed who you were to fit in: Maybe but only to ward off awkwardness and it would only would have been for a moment..
LAYER 8: GETTING OLD.
Age you’re hoping to be married by: MARRIAGE IS NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN
Number of kids you’re planning on having: Refer to above
LAYER 9: IN A GIRL/GUY.
Best eye color: Boo
Hair color: Bwonde
short or long hair: I DONT CARE
Fat or fit: Skwinny
Looks or personality: COD
Fun or serious: Fwun
LAYER 10: WHAT WERE YOU DOING.
1 MINUTE AGO: Um
1 HOUR AGO: Cleaning my room
1 WEEK AGO: Studying for Comm
1 YEAR AGO: No clue
LAYER 11: FINISH THE SENTENCE.
I FEEL: Sick to my stomach
I HATE: That I still have stuff to do for Eng 214 ughhh
I HIDE: My mess in my closet
I NEED: Water, I feel dehydrated
I LOVE: Beautiful clothes… too much
Are you fucking kidding me? JUST LIKE THAT? Oh my god.
OH. MY. GOD. I seriously had my hand over my mouth. WHAT!
OH MY GOD.
This is intense, but having your parents sue each other makes me want to slam my head against a wall of daggers.
Hey, don’t write about me on the internet. If you have the audacity to type the letters to make into words, you most certainly can fucking dial my numbers to make a conversation.
I’m a little tired.
Oh, and have minimal faith in people. After honking at some horrible driver and then having him come bang on my window only to say,
“YOU DONT HONK AT ME GIRL” probably started out my day… not so good. I can honk at anyone I want. This is where I use the “this is America” line.
Anyways, just venting.
This is a post referencing the previous post. I can’t believe those stupid white spoiled brats are getting nation-wide attention. I remember my senior year of high school some pretentious Mormon kid snuck into our school the night before Cinco De Mayo and spray painted the confederate flag in our quad area. I also remember those same group of hicks/mormons/entitled brats driving to school in their lifted trucks with huge American flags waving in the back. Mind you, they would only do this on Cinco De Mayo. Here’s my friend commenting further…
“I’m from Morgan Hill. This is neither news or new. A few years ago kids tried to sneak into the school on Cinco De Mayo and spray paint a confederate flag in the center of the high school. Every year a bunch of redneck bullies dress up on Cinco De Mayo, wearing bandanas, American flag shirts and whatever else they can find to make people angry. They were looking for a conflict.
These kids weren’t just wearing a single T-shirt, they were probably wrapped in the American flag head to toe. Also you’re never allowed to wear bandanas in any California public school. The school has the right to send to send home anyone for doing anything might lead to a physical altercation. Oh one more thing:
The U.S. Flag Code, section 4-(d) states: “The flag should never be used as wearing apparel, bedding, or drapery….”
Wearing the flag is disrespectful to the flag. You’re not being patriotic. You’re just being kind of a jerk. I don’t know why white people do this. On the real, I’ve never once seen someone wear a Mexican flag on any American holiday. Ever. Calling your friends the night before Cinco De Mayo and planning to wear American flags the next day to school is really something only rich, dumb and over-privileged white kids do.
Anyway, I can’t believe the papers are making a big deal out of this..”-Jake McCollum
Paper here, Paper there, PAPERS EVERYWHEREEEE.
The library and my mom’s office are my new homes. Le sigh.