edward fox's reality

Update: Rating Revised at 10:51PM, Monday for “F-Word” Usage.
Rated TV-14 for Mature Content and Mature Language. Reading Discretion is Adversariously Advised.

It’s a new week. Apparently, Zuri wants a new entry, so that is what she, and the rest of you shall get! I added pictures to keep you occupied while you read my ramblings.
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Last Saturday (2 ago)… All-Region. I wasn’t in it, but instead was the “Gopher” for the High-School Orchestra. I had to stay from 6PM to 9:30 and again from 8:00AM to 5:15PM on Saturday, for which I stayed and watched the show.

I was on a real time-crunch to get out of there, because my mother had to go to work at 5:10PM, and… the concert probably ended around 5:11PM. The music stopped, and I ran out of there as quickly as I could.

If you think back, CALIXTO. Don’t you love that name? You can go back a few pages and find where I first mentioned him. Truly amazing name, and an amazing person. He’s one of the few sources that caused me to realize, “I need to actually practice my violin if I want to sound good.” He looked so professional, and … cool afterwards; I hadn’t ever put two pieces of the puzzle together because I had never found someone with both of those features, as far as motivating me goes.

Anyway, have some standard orchestra picures, with the never-ending commentary by me (During rehearsal snapshots):

That’s Sara Khim (or something similar). She was a gopher for another room… and decided to randomly show up during photography.

If you look in the second row, towards the right edge (outside aisle), you will see a girl… or a guy… the question is, which gender is it?! I’m lost, confused! If you can positively identify the gender, you will get self-pride. I don’t offer much else… oh, and the self pride has to come from you.

T3h s3x1e basses… I’m talking about the instruments… *shrug* but preppyness and spikey hair is always nice.

Calixto’s pics are comin’ up (:

One of few girls that actually made it from Nimitz. She’s waaaaaay in the back with the couple of other “Nimitz Kidz”, if you will; Highland Park MS (which I’m told has a huge homosexual/bisexual population?) dominated most of the front section, which is where Calixto went to. *Sighs*

Oh look, a bitch no one likes (Sabrina? Or something). Moving right along!

Now time for shiny pictures of Calixto!

Calixto, closest to the camera, 5th Chair in Violin section (out of about 45 chairs–so w0ah. He was competing against a lot of his peers, so definitely a huge challenge to get up that high, yet he plays so effortlessly =)

Here he is, putting on a sweater… thing. Lovely.

Another shot, featuring Chairs 2 through the back row. Chair 3 (The guy with the long hair)… That hair is awesome– I do want.

Someone actually said that they liked my curly hair. T3h Fudge?

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Recently, I realized that I enjoy eating Jalapenos. Fresh ones. I also enjoy when I get the juice in my eye, then I rub it with my hands to clear the burn up. The funniest part of it all? It didn’t burn, at all. It was too great. Despite the fact that I abused my eye at least three times within a 10-second window, it didn’t seem to mind. *hugs eye* Gotta love both of ‘em.

I purchased a beautiful, shiny, CREATIVE Nomad Jukebox Zen Xtra 40GB MP3 Player. It is shiny, and will hopefully be theft-resistant.

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Over this past week, I’ve had quite a few people from my past contact me, but as soon as one of them came in, it left. David is the most obnoxious bastard ever. Like woah. Some people I wish, didn’t exist near me. =)

Other people, like my friend Peter… we have been talking, and that has been a welcome addition back into my life, and whatnot.

Nikole returned back from Canada a few days ago. She reported that it was cold, and what made that matter worse was that she

This recent Saturday…

http://www.compusa.com/products/printable_product.asp?product_code=50311757&pfp=SEARCH

Since I bought my 40-Gig MP3 Player, it needed music on it, yes? (It can also store any kind of file–videos, documents, etc! Let’s see iPod do that, plus being able to copy files OFF of it ) I spent a few hours just putting less than a gig of music on there, which is deplorable. This is because of the fact that I have USB 1.1. 1.1
Order Info:
1 6 Port PCI USB 2.0 Card
Product Number: 50311757
Usually Ships In: 24 – 48 Hrs Delivery (Ground)
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Subtotal: $12.64
Shipping: $0.01
Tax: $1.04*
Total: $13.69

I love buying things during Holiday specials. Even though CompUSA is a 5-minute drive away, they didn’t have the cheap USB cards that I would have wanted, so I instead opted to pay 1-Cent more and save a) gas and b) money on the hardware and brand. Yay.

Now some off-beat stuff.

I saw this in my girlfriend’s profile, and thought it was worth sharing with the world, or you, whichever is the smaller quantity: “Save a drum, Bang the drummer.”

She came up with more uniqueness than that…

Intelligence Boi: That’ s a unique line.
Intelligence Boi: I like it.
Your So RADx 3: hah I know right
Your So RADx 3: instead of the whole..
Your So RADx 3: fuck the skateboard..ride the skater
Your So RADx 3: yeah I made my own
Your So RADx 3: hehe
Intelligence Boi: dude
Intelligence Boi: those are great
Intelligence Boi: Lol.
Your So RADx 3: haha yeahh yeahh
Your So RADx 3: annnddd
Your So RADx 3: forget the wave.. ride the surfer

Looks like I’m cut short on time. Getting kicked off– it’s 9:30.

ZACK!!! I love my best friend buddy Zack :D:D All right. I’ll send out the New Blog Entry Notice mailings tomorrow… Can’t tonight.

I couldn’t type all the things that I wanted to… a few things, though. What’s up with people randomly changing how they feel?… That’s for next time, or something.

That is all.

Rated TV-PG for a Refreshing Rinse of Reality.

Let’s type out the topics that I want to talk about before I actually type the entirety of such:
+Randomness on Xanga
+Laptop Keyboard
+Monday Update
+eBay is Weird
+Zack
+Spree?
++Found Money! (Relates to Spree)
+Today’s Lesson: Self-Confidence
+Today’s Lecture: No, I don’t hate Mexicans

A lot of ground to cover. Let’s see if it all gets done in a neat, orderly fashion!…

Laptop Keyboard Update… As you probably know (or have shockingly seen), my laptop keyboard is missing 19 keys as of the 18th of November, 2004. Unfortunately, I have to pay for the actions of someone else… Someone decided to pull the keys off of it, causing a huge amount of distress to my mother and me. Regardless, let’s move on to…

The Weekly Money Update!

A Nice Steady Amount Coming In

If you still don’t know, I’m buying a plane ticket for my Zack buddy, and I need money for the ticket itself, and a little bit for any expenses that may be incurred (OK, will be) by him and me as we do whatever. All contributions are welcome. There are no big donors this week, so there are no true names to mention….

Off-Topic: I wonder how many words I’ve misspelled in this blog… I found a nifty program called ieSpell. Basically, what you do with it is you right-click inside a Text Area and select “Spell Check” and you can add and remove words with an interface that entirely resembles Microsoft Word’s latest advanced features… I’m going to go back and simply click “Edit” on the latest posts and fix them… Sorry in advance for typo-ing– I can normally read what I’m writing and fix as I go along…

NEXT topic!

eBay is Weird and Creepy. You can buy a cheese sandwich with the Virgin Mary’s face on it, unaffected after 10 years of being exposed to air without a hint of mold. It’s TRULY holy. If you believe this, you make me laugh. I want to get a replica of this sandwich… They are selling them now. Want to make about $20,000? Yeah, I’m serious. Go ahead– eat and sell!

A lot of people call Electronica “Techno” and think it’s all one big thing. If so, how come neither Satellite Radio company (XM or Sirius) plays a station with just Techno and Trance mixes, since that’s the one that everyone knows and can recognize, or at least *thinks* that they recognize it…?

Spree Discussion, again. Apparently, I’m not sure if I will be able to buy exactly what I wanted… Studio Monitor Series DJ Headphones ~ MDR-V700DJ However, I found a large quantity of money under my bed, so hopefully I will be able to buy something with that… (Like the thing above?)

I’m all confused about what to buy *Tears*

Just a note that Zack’s fund is separate from anything that I will use to buy something for my personal… self… object…

Not Expected to be Mentioned, but here it goes… OFF-TOPIC:
I’m sort of disappointed. I don’t know what happened, but somehow my comment was deleted off of a X@nga that I really did want to post a comment on. I hadn’t talked to this guy in awhile and thought it’d be a semi-OK way to keep in touch with him, since I was in Music Theory class with him last school year. I had some problems getting along with most people in that class at the beginning of the year, but Raul (the guy in that class) was someone who entertained me, among a few other people. (There were only about 10 people in the class.)

I’m on a roll! Phone calls have to wait. Sorry.

Unfortunately, I don’t know what happened to the comment, so I posted another one, which was sort of graphic. If you want to go read it, I guess you can, if you know his user name. I don’t promote X@nga. Maybe it was a glitch but I’m not too sure– the two eProps were still there but not my comment. Xanga messed up recently (that was entertaining, and I loved it) so maybe it’s doing it again, or maybe someone doesn’t like me. Tragic. That’s why I don’t really go out of my way looking for people to like me.

Next Topic: Self-Confidence.

I know a lot of highly sophisticated (and high school ‘philosophically-thinking’ students) say that Self confidence should come from just that person–yourself. Why should it come from only yourself? Personally, if no one else gives you self-confidence, you are either a) hanging around the wrong people, b) totally disliked by everyone, or c) rejected because someone deleted your comment on X@nga …

Regardless, I believe self-confidence should come from a number of sources:
1) Things you have accomplished. For example, I am decent with image-work and site design. There’s something to feel proud of.
2) Things you are trying to accomplish. For example yet again, I am trying to lose (more?) weight, though I usually give in to temptation. However, over the summer I lost 15-20 lbs. Seriously a LOT of work.
3) People that think you’re interesting, and not just cool. If you have a specific attribute that sets you apart, feel special, and unique. You have that attribute. Now go share it with others.
4) People who don’t like you. If they don’t like you, and you probably didn’t do anything to cause that, that’s their fault. Let them wallow. You are better than them.
5) A Medium-Sized Ego. As I said, other people are a good source of being able to feel good about yourself, so don’t think, act, or walk like you’re better than everyone else. A lot of people don’t understand that, and granted, most teenagers feel that they are the best in the world, when in reality, all they really want is a good friend…
6) Friends. Don’t need to cover that one. If you need an example, please close your browser window.

Today’s Lesson: Since You Don’t Learn Anything in School:
No, I don’t Hate Mexicans. No I’m not Racist.

The same girl mentioned in the previous blog has been holding true to her individual reputation… She’s spread things about me, saying I don’t like Mexicans at all. This is simply not the case. If you believe this though…

I
Don’t
Like
You.

And now, a few nifty song lyrics. Yay for Electronica.

—Oscar G ~ Dark Beat—

I feel it deep inside me
I wanna ride it
can’t fight it
I might as well rely on the drum beat
dj pumps a low-end frequency
Can’t hide it
I won’t deny it
cause I’m addicted to drums
and I’m a slave to the dark beat

— Dj Tiesto ~ Urban Train —

We go our separate ways through the portals of love
truth was in creating, not the aftermath
can’t say i was nothing before you came into my life
but i will keep the memories for when my soul gets weary

bittersweet stores, they alway have no end
in the quietude of daybreak, we watch the sunlight bend
can’t say i was nothing before you came into my life
now I’m late for the urban train to get back on the road again

running thirsty in the rain
I’m breaking through those clouds again

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To everyone who doesn’t delete comments from me on their Xanga, thank you. To those who didn’t really delete it, and it was instead a glitch by the Xanga servers, I want to talk to you, too. I love all the people that respect me, and have intelligence. I may be whiny on occasion…

But if you can put up with me, and exaggerate about how much you like me by telling me, I will care about you even more. (:

This blog is a mixture of positive and negative.

Rated TV-14, Tragically, for Trashy Tenses of Words (Mature Language)

LOL.

I (about 8 minutes ago, or less) just went off on this silly Mexican girl.

When I say “Mexican”, I use that in the non-slandering ethnic form.

I should use it the other way, though.

Let’s see. We had just pulled away from a stop which always has people that are late to it… I see this kid running out from somewhere (one of the trailer homes, probably — I’m not implying anything!)… So as we are still driving away I yell, “Hey, there’s a guy behind us and he’s trying to catch the bus!” Of course, the guy couldn’t keep up with the bus (again, not implying anything), and we had managed to get to our next stop, which is barely a block or so away.

Someone else told me that the kid got a rid with a ‘random’ car. Little did I know that the ‘random’ person driving the vehicle was the father of someone already on the bus.

Anyway, it pulled up right behind us and starting honking the horn like crazy. It wedged itself (somehow?!) into the corner next to the curb and looked like it was about to hit the bus! I was like, “Damn we know you’re there! What a fag ”, being totally casual about the whole matter (mess?). Regardless, the girl on the bus (who’s somehow related to Marlo… something or other. He calls himself ‘Chico’ — again– no implying, yet) thought she would get “Mexican” (in the slanderous form) on me, and said (among other things), “Hey bitch that’s my dad.” I replied, “I’m sorry.” and she said “You better be,” and I said “Like I’m really sorry.” It was just a joke, and it’s not like she wasn’t acting offensive, except in a serious manner this time. Somewhere in that, she decided to threaten me.

Do you know what happens when you threaten me and don’t actually do anything? Keep reading.

She said, “You better shut the fuck up before I come back there and slap your face, bitch.”

No no… big mistake.

I was calm first, saying, “Well come back and do it then!”

She just kept saying more profanity. Smart girl.

At that point, I yelled (as loudly as I could I believe, because I was so angry), saying, “Come back here then! Don’t threaten me if you’re not ‘gonna’ do anything!” Even though I was thoroughly pissed at this retarded member of the Mexican persuasion, she nonetheless kept up with the stereotypical … [???] … If you got that, props to you.

So what did I do this weekend?

Not much… Social / School separate, right? Therefore… someone came over on Saturday and we watched a movie… Kill Bill Vol. 1, since he hadn’t seen it yet.

I need RCA cables so that I can run a direct line from my desktop computer to my TV… Moving along.

I installed Windows XP Professional (Media Center Edition), then realized my graphics card was too outdated for me to do anything with it… yay for spending about 4 days downloading something that served no purpose.

I apparently missed my court date… my second jury duty date. I will call today and see what will happen.

As for the days before that, they are gone… To the present, and future!

This symbol indicates that my blog is generally positive, and I won’t normally be typing this explanation below it… this is just in case you really don’t want to read all my ramblings, but doesn’t mean I won’t ramble at all. Most positive blogs will be G-Rated (basically meaning there is no warning as to its content) or PG-Rated; blogs which have a dose of “Reality” (explaining something and not just me whining) can be up to TV-14 or even TV-MA and still be positive. That is all for the explanation.

The next new feature that will appear in my blogs will be the Money Meter, which tells you how much money I have and how much money I am away from my goal of $500… Here’s the Meter:

$11.05 Received since 11/09/2004!
So, why do I need so much money, you ask? A large percentage of it will be used to buy a plane ticket to Bring Zack to Texas, which is coincidentally the name of the fund. As of now, I only have one other person (guess who?…) helping me to receive funds from people.

Who is Zack?! I already typed this blog and lost it, so I’m doing a large percentage of it from … well, scratch, but mostly my head/memory. Zack is my best (and probably only true) friend that I have in this life and it will probably stay that way. I’m sure I won’t gain anyone else that appreciates me for who I am, and if they do appreciate me, I probably won’t appreciate them becaus that’s how people are meant to be… but that’s off-topic. Let’s get back on-track.

This week’s big donator is Sara, contributing a large quantity of $2. Every nickel (Jessica =) and few dollars help, so consider contributing! I’ll be happy, and I’ll give you a picture of Zack and me that you can treasure forever! A few select people will even get a frame with the picture =)

I might have a deadline which might be soon… it depends on if his mother gives the go-ahead for him to come visit. Of course, I’m sure a phone conference will be in order.

It’d be even better if I had a job making websites and I didn’t have to live with my mother, who is quite angry at me. She still won’t speak to me and gets an attitude that drives me insane.

I feel like going to sleep early, and not doing homework. I don’t want to do homework. I don’t want to, mainly because it’s so rare that I have any (aside from Spanish which I do the period prior to the class anyway).

Apparently I need a haircut… I don’t think I do. I think I’ll let it just grow out because I’m too lazy to get it cut, and just keep applying gel until someone identifies me as the wrong gender. I am a guy, by the way.

My mother is finally talking to me. It changed through my blog. That’s quite impressive. I was going to do the same thing back to her, but it’s too much of a hassle. I don’t understand what the point of initially ignoring me was, but whatever floats/rocks her boat.

Let’s talk about Acceptance of People…

This is one of those ‘difficult’ topics for me to talk about, mainly because I’m not exactly accepting of most people. It’s unfortunately how I am, and simply put, in order to satisfy the general popoulation, you have to act like you care about them…

But is that really a bad thing? Let’s examine from a distance. Actually caring about someone requires a great amount of effort, and is not something that can be pulled off in a matter of hours or days (despite what some people in relationships say to each other). In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever actually “cared” about someone. A lot of the definitions don’t even relate to what is human. Maybe that’s because we’re not as humane as we should be I know I’ve told a lot of people to not care about things in general, and maybe that was the wrong approach.

I’m going to attempt to redefine what I have told many of you, but before I do, there’s one phrase you should all stick by:
“False Hope Leads to True Tragedy.”

That little ‘quote’ (*Sigh* Trying to keep this G-Rated) is 100% Original, so do give credit where needed (:

In a nutshell, the quote means, you should care, but only when you are positive that the outcome is not for a lost cause that you made up in your own little world.

It not only applies to relationships, but all real-world (funny phrase!) situations that you [may?] encounter.

If you’re trying to get a true message out of this, you really have to read between the lines. My mind runs too fast for me to be able to type it all out in this.

I have way too many negative thoughts, and yes, too often I assume that I …

I’m sorry, my mother decided to interrupt my blog-writing by asking what I was writing, and then added a witty little statement: “Are you writing about how you don’t like your mother because she’s not blonde-haired and blue eyes”? She has this endless notion that I hate being hispanic.

I know I’m ugly, but who cares about who my mother is? True, she gave me this horrible short temper and nasty attitude, but that’s no reason to dislike (or even care about) her.

I don’t want to ramble about her. The general topic of this blog is positive…

So what should I do? I shouldn’t actually be rude to people, yes, we know that. But, the solution is actually much deeper than simply realizing your mistake. That’s the “First step”… according to some psychological specialists *shrug*…

I need to actually NOT HAVE NEGATIVE THOUGHTS. Not just “hold them back” but simply not even think them. That requires much more discipline…

Looks like I have some homework to do… Just not schoolwork.

What all has happened?…

On Friday, we had an insane substitute. It caused about four of us to get up and leave, and two of us to write e-mails to the principal. Yes, it was that creepy.

She wouldn’t let this one guy go because she had “put up with him before” and didn’t want to deal with him. She was repetitively telling people to mind their own business, and I felt as if I was in a Nazi Concentration Camp. When she came behind us just to watch what we were doing, I was scared enough to just walk out with 3 other people…

We [Jennifer, Zuri, Jessica, + someone else] sat in the vice-principal’s office while the ‘someone else’ tried to get a Coke from the VP’s fridge… that didn’t work out too well. But, it was funny.

Saturday, I woke up quite early, since I went to sleep around 7:30PM on Friday. Zack had left earlier to go to Georgia, and wouldn’t return until today (Sunday), so I didn’t see a reason to stay on AIM or use my computer. I woke up around 9:57PM, then went back to sleep, quite happily, thinking about Zack.

Saturday, I inevitably woke up earlier than I normally would have… at about 8:51AM (Don’t ask how I remember these weird times). I proceeeed to do my exercise routine (to the beat of DnB! =) then felt moderately productive. I reorganized my kitchen, dumped about 2 boxes of things that we didn’t need from cabinets, and painted the walls, since they were incredibly hideous. We had painted the walls before, but hadn’t done the edges for some reason… and the back wall was not publicly presentable. Over the next few weeks, that’s basically the plan for our house… to make it presentable for people to come over.

Such an operation requires quite a few things to get accomplished:
+Dump Old Things
+Sell Old Equipment (i.e. old sewing machines, electronics)
+Get rid of our Old Antique Dining Table and replace it with a sleeker, flatter, less BULKY one
+Sell extra furniture, or:
+Sell all furniture to buy new furniture, entirely
+Paint things
+Get new air intake vents
+Get TRIM/border for bottom of our rooms (it looks awful right now since we’ve ripped the old ones off)
+New Entertainment Cabinet
+New Curtains, throughout the whole house (except my room)
+New border for my closet area in my room
+New Living Room fan (yes, it still works and it looks OK, but no. Too much gold.)
+Better Organization
+Ridding of extra things in the home.

All of this stuff, so much fun.

The Gala thing. I almost showed up late. I had a few problems in Wardrodbe. Lol. I shouldn’t cut my face up that much with a razor. Whenever I do that in the beginning of an evening, or day, it signifies that the rest of my day is going to suck.

Did it suck? You bet!

That isn’t to say that the whole evening was awful, or anything. It’s just, if a few people had done what they said they would, and if a few others had not opened their mouths inappropriately, in an attempt to damn my reputation, then the night would have gone beautifully.

I wore clothing which, I think, stood out from most other people. Apparently, wearing dark clothing was the thing from most people. Why? I could have done a poll and at least 40% of the guys wore a dark blue or black shirt. Other guys wore suits. SUITS? What the–? Why? One teacher said “Most people are wearing suits.” as a way to down-talk to me. I’m sorry, but I actually follow what the instructions were and did not overdress to make it seem as if I’m cooler, or better, or have more class. I thought it was enough that I wore a watch. It started to weigh me down (Ha, ha, yes.) I’m not used to wearing watches. Go back a few posts to see a link to what it looks like. I just found out that it glows, so that was a nice little feature.

I wish that someone would explain to me why glowing things are always green, as far as the ones that can charge themselves. I know glowsticks and whatnot can be various colors, but why the green? I get sick of that color.

Thankfully I’m not in the dark that often while wearing a watch.

I was thinking about returning the jacket I wore, but I guess that I can wear it in the future.

Zack still hadn’t come home (Saturday), so while I was all sad and disappointed with how the evening had turned out, he wasn’t around. I was… sadder, because I couldn’t talk to him. I thought about him way more than I normally do. I miss him so bad. He returns sometime today, though… though not soon enough.
I’ll leave you all with that.

Oh, and, since I’m almost ADD, I might start taking medicine. That will probably make me a lot less spontaneous… I know. I’m sorry. *Tears?* Lol.

Z4CK IS T3H MAN woot!

Rated TV-PG for Mild Language.

I guess I have some free time, though that is a relative word in this situation. I still have Spanish homework to complete from Wednesday. I can’t believe it’s already Friday. I thought Tuesday was Wednesday and so on…

I forgot to wear my new watch. Dammit.

If you read back two blogs, I needed some things for the Gala at the Academy (WHY did they have to name it that? Seriously.)… more specifically, clothes. I purchased the CK Shirt, same belt, same watch, same jacket/bomber. Yay.

My total for it all amazingly only came out to $230, mainly because the jacket was discounted because my mother had a FOLEY’s Account… from $110 to around… $75 or so. So was the watch.. -$5. So it was basically like not paying tax.

People are staring at me on the bus, wondering why I’m typing this early to my computer…

Maybe they don’t know that computers can be used for purposes other than AIM! OMG! Yes, it is possible. I just found that out yesterday. All this time, I thought they were just big Low-Level Communication Devices, really expensive-ones at that!

Apparently, AIM seems to have corrupted our way of life. Instead of turning to someone in the classroom to have a decent conversation, we turn to our AIM windows, because inevitably, there is someone online that doesn’t want to talk to you, but you think they are more interesting anyway, and you do one of the following:
a) stare at that AIM window until they reply with a short “hi”
b) make other AIM conversations to make yourself seem “cool” and “powerful”, which neither are words that would have described any action in front of a computer screen until these last few years…
c) stare at it, then wonder if you’re still connected, so you sign off where you hit your proxy about 50 times before it lets you sign on past the “Signing on again too soon” message…

Just a little note. I run my own proxy, so that message is non-existant, at least until we forgot to pay an internet bill.

Moving on to a lighter topic… not really.

While I was shopping with Mommy Dearest, I showed her those jeans that I liked. She thought I was crazy and told me that I “better not start to dress like that” and said that everyone who does looks “cuckoo” (and yes, that is spelled right). Fascinating! You mean to tell me that people who spend $60+ on a pair of jeans are guaranteed to look cuckoo? The hell? I told her… “Excuse me mother, I believe that I’m the one who lives in my generation” (I almost typed jeans there, ha.) “and not you.” She responded with “I don’t think so.”

I’m not going to touch that topic yet.

Oops, you found out part of my plan for next year.

Antonio is sometimes weird. He regrets things he said in the past to me. At least let me poke fun at it– you can’t deny that it happened.

Zack is entertaining still… I know I don’t ramble about him as much as I did before, and that’s mainly because, well, you should know by now that he’s next to my only friend… (Lead-In… to next topic…)

Jennifer had gotten a bit angry at me two days ago for some reason. Well, I know what the reason was. I was again confused with things that David had been saying, and Zuri was on and I was whining to her, too. It seems that, inevitably, everytime David opens up his mouth, he says something that gets twisted in my mind. It’s something that can’t be controlled, or avoided, unfortunately.

I haven’t been as nice as I had tried before, but I’m not totally giving up on that. Going back to topic…

Basically, I complained to Jennifer, stated she was fake. That really wasn’t my main message, but whatever.

Anyway, a lot of people don’t talk to me enough. That’s my thing. I will ramble to you until day’s end, because I want you to feel like I care. I don’t appreciate it when people talk right in front of me that say they are my friend… but that doesn’t annoy me, especially when it gets resolved.

Jessica Rivera. That _____ doesn’t like resolving anything. She always says “idc” (I don’t care for all you non-acronym-ers) and says that it’s all my problem. Maybe that’s why I’m enjoying life and she always feels confused, and whiny?

I get whiny because of other people’s actions, and if she hasn’t noticed that, the poor thing’s got problems.

I was even trying to be *Gasp* nice, for the record.

A lighter closing… Talk to people more; make them feel better Unless they bore you, then that’s no fun.

Again, another pointless blog entry. Guess I’ll put out an e-mail about it… Hrm.

Today was another one of those pointless days…

At the moment, I sit here watching the presidential progress to the White House…

Tragically, that drunk invisible-WMD-hunting man is winning as of 8:57 PM CST (171:112, right now).

I’m disappointed, lol.

I’m wondering why Nader (the person I voted for in the Irving ISD Vote Project) didn’t get to debate. He seems to be more intelligent than the two other guys… especially the Bush-head.

Anyway, I feel like I’m getting closer and closer to Zack again! I was sort of worried for about a week, about 2 weeks ago, that I was sort of losing my best friend bond, but I don’t think it’s going anywhere

Here are a few images I took. I love “dramatic” shots, so this is the best I could do with the webcam pics Enjoy, and have a great night… Our country’s $@#%ed for 4 more years. Either way.

He was tired in these pictures…

Very dramatic. He’s doing homework in this one (:

all for now… Looking forward to the GALA crap @ Academy. Gettin p1mpz0r’d to the m4xx0r; wish zack could come hehe

Later Everyone I’m suddenly happy, and want to celebrate. By going to sleep. Early. Whatever.

Rated TV-14 (Was TV-PG, but F-Words don’t belong there) for Strong Language.

I don’t like giving out secrets… but this is too fun

I went out shopping or.. whatever…

I found the following items which I will be wearing to the Gala thing for the Academy:

From Fossil:
+A Shiny Watch… (The darker one)
+A Shiny Belt…

From CK:
+A Shiny (And Pricey) Shirt… It’s black, with some dark blue strips on a black fabric. It’s really sexie. Retail $59.50.
+Random pair of jeans that are so fucking hot. $60. I actually look semi-decent and non-fat. I just realized, I’m not that fat if I get clothes that aren’t so loooooooooooooose.

From John Ashford:
+A Suede Bomber (Except, the one I’m buying costs $60 more)

In other news…
I vomited when I walked by American Eagle Outfitters. Their clothes are so fucking disgusting. Seriously. Nasty fucking-arse colors. Like w0ah.

A beautiful closing…

I love Zack!!! Like woah! I was being stubborn yesterday, but he’s t3h best thing to ever happen to me So gotta love him forever