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|Monday, October 20th, 2008|
|Thursday, August 28th, 2008|
This will be my last post. I no longer want this journal. I am also taking down my myspace. If anyone here needs to reach me, firstname.lastname@example.org or facebook.
|Monday, August 4th, 2008|
|In the Market...
For a fake ID. My old one just "expired". If you can solve my problem, I'll love you forever and take you out to dinner or something. Seriously.
|Friday, May 16th, 2008|
|Friday, April 4th, 2008|
|Friday, March 28th, 2008|
|Ode to the one called "Latin kid"
So latin kid, how do you want to shoot yourself in the foot today?
Maybe you want to claim that Spanish is a "useless language"?
I guess you forgot that its only spoken in 23 different countries worldwide, is a Romance language, and also happens to be the fastest growing language in the world. Oh, and I guess you didn't realize I was Mexican until it was too late.
Maybe you want to parade your intellect in my face for the next 20mins?
The composition of your intellect is precisely 99% bullshit, 1% crap. Your vernacular may be more extensive than the average joe, I'll give you that, but just because you can open your mouth and emit noise doesn't mean that you are saying anything of actual value. My parrot fluffs up his feathers and squawks when he wants to seem bigger than he really is, but he's still an idiot. Why does that remind me of you?
Maybe you want to insult my frat?
Normally I would not defend those thugs, having an ingrained hatred for them myself. Today I take their side. You weren't invited to our party because you are exactly like the insignificant little dweebs we like to torture. I vowed not to haze a pledge, but mark my words, I would haze you in a heartbeat.
I guess this can all be put in a nutshell. Latin kid spends an inordinate amount of energy shoving his so-called intellect in people's faces. You claim to be a scholar of "acedemia" , but your comments come across as rather ascenine and underdeveloped (but I admit they can be entertaining if you are into bullshit). It's not his fault and that's too bad. He's just too short to reach the books that he should be reading.
For now, I'm content with just tugging at my ear. :-)
|Tuesday, January 1st, 2008|
Jen is awesome.
My farts are STINKY!!!!!!!!! Like donkey turds. With carrots and bean dip.
Long live Jen and her pretty pretty toes!
|Wednesday, December 12th, 2007|
|Tuesday, April 10th, 2007|
|"Goodbye is a funny word, I prefer see you later"-RF
Havn't been home in 3 1/2 months and now im packing up and leaving again. These 5 days were a blurr, almost as if I had dreamt them instead of experiencing them myself. You can really get lost in the whimsical lull of San Diego, which is not a bad thing...
Good times and hopefully more to come. Now, I'm back to the books.
|Sunday, April 8th, 2007|
|Tuesday, December 12th, 2006|
|Monday, October 16th, 2006|
It's funny how life is sometimes.....and how it manages to go on. Other than that, I had a good break. Now its back to the books.
|Friday, August 18th, 2006|
I have spent the last 9 days adventuring through Europe. I say adventuring because although the trip was reasonably well planned, spontaneous situations still arouse. Those are the best, experiences that are unexpected and provide a challenge for oneself. I’ll provide a city by city account to those that are interested in reading about my trip.
Munich- I arrived in Munich by train and met my friends Lisi and Leo there. I hadn’t seen Leo in a year or so and Lisi was a very good friend from the Abbey. They took me around the city and showed me some of the landmarks. Later, we picked up Colenn at the airport and brought her back with us. The thing about Munich that made me the happiest was seeing old friends. I could instantly reconnect with them as if I had seen them the day before. The Wasmers were super friendly and took us around everywhere. We ended our trip by visiting this spa/pool thing that was really relaxing. Then we hit up Amsterdam
Berlin-We had a connection in Berlin that lasted 12 hours. So what better plan then to visit the city and look around. Berlin was nice and all, but it wasn’t anything out of this world. It was a very urban city that apparently is 33%green. It also supposed to be very poor, although it did not look the part at all. I saw the Berlin wall, that was pretty cool
Amsterdam: Whereas I felt I could live in Munich, I would definitely party in Amsterdam. Alleyways are predominant there and they are lit up at night with neon lights and entrances to “coffee houses”. To those that are interested, NO, I DID NOT GO THERE TO SMOKE POT. It’s strange because I had alcohol and drugs literally at my fingertips and not once during the trip did I abuse either one. I did go to bars, and yes I did get buzzed but never drunk. I loved just walking in and ordering a pint of dark beer. Mmmmmm………oh and btw, I bought this kick-ass beer mug in Munich. Colenn and I stayed there for two days and walked around everywhere. Public transportation was so easy to use, I could get myself lost walking and find my way back within 5 mins. We visited the Van Gogh museum whilst we were there. Good stuff.
Copenhagen- This was the most different city out of all of them. The houses are rustic with pastel colours that really come out in the sunlight. There are canals everywhere and nearly 95% of the people there were blonde or some form of it. Not that I minded, but you could almost always tell the foreigners by looking at their hair colour. Peter was nice enough to host us and show us around. We visited the Queen’s court, the harbour, and Christiana. Christiana was a social experiment were the government has absolutely no rule there. Pot is everywhere (legally) and pictures are banned there. My hair was really on edge walking through there until we came to a preschool there. They let us in the enclosure (the attendant was super nice) and it was practically a paradise there. Amidst the drugs and the sketchy people, there was this little paradise there for the children. That struck me so much while we were walking through. Families that live there are really close knit and look after each other.
So in conclusion, my trip was amazing. I want to go back and study there and maybe, just maybe, live there. Oh, and I took mad pictures.
|Saturday, July 8th, 2006|
Scores are in, Hell yea AP's. I just technically completed 4 college courses.
|Tuesday, July 4th, 2006|
I hate how money is the root of all my problems right now. College, personal stuff, life, everything needs money. Fuck. I wish I could be free of it and just enjoy things. Current Mood: worried
|Sunday, June 18th, 2006|
1-1 against France
|Sunday, June 11th, 2006|
|Tuesday, June 6th, 2006|
So there is a billboard in San Diego that reads "stop the invasion". What fucking invasion are they talking about? This is a country of immigrants, without people like us there would be no United States of America. On a brief tangent, I absolutely hate, hate, hate when people try to calm me down by telling something like "oh jes, you're not even that mexican.." If I'm not mexican, then what am I? I lived in Mexico for 4 years of my life, have family there, have citizenship there. It is really offending when signs about an apparent "invasion" are posted. Immigrants take the jobs that no else wants. They contribute to society just as much as any other "american". Granted, I am not for Amnesty nor for any special leniency in illegal immigration but there has to be a line drawn when a message is racist. Who the fuck do these people think they are, all high and mighty because their birth certificate says "USA"? I'm an immigrant and I can do just as good if not better then any native. I'm going to College, contributing to society, working and yet I'm regarded as the invasion. These racist, pompous, redneck biggots can stick it up theirs. I'm here to stay. Current Mood: determined
|Saturday, November 26th, 2005|
went drving today (actually to the store). Today keeps getting better and better. Party tonight at colenn's. Sweet