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Mar. 17th, 2006 @ 11:56 pm
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Myspace annoyed me, so I deleted it. It was a rather rash decision, but hey, I feel somewhat better after doing so... |
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Mar. 5th, 2006 @ 02:43 am
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Yes, don't say it, it has been quite a long time, and yes, I am writing in this damn thing. I almost feel an obligation to do so, I suppose there are a few things to talk about.
Today was...interesting...Jay calls me up wanting to know if I want to go to El Acapulco, one can't really deny that offer, eh? We had to wait for Devin to get done loading boxes to or from his attic, but it wasn't long until we were all three up at El Acapulco eating the delicious food, and talking to Antonio about how sad it was that Jay and Devin couldn't speak Spanish and aren't willing to learn.
We go from El Acapulco onto the road, first seeing if we can get some air in a subdivision, second deciding to do doughnuts in a church parking lot. We didn't even do two complete doughnuts before Jay's power steering went out, and he couldn't turn his damn wheel. Rawr rawr, we pulled to the side of the road and came upon the conclusion that rocks had invaded the inside of his car from the gravel and all. We sat on the side of the road, or rather stood there for a long time. I stared off into space, watching the cars go by, until I say a silverish volvo off in the distance. My first though was, "Russ, he has a car like that" and lo and behold, guess who come rolling onto the side of the road...none other than Russ! A present surprise for sure, it helped pass the time and keep us company, or me company, while Devin and Jay were like "wtf, rawr, what's wrong with the car!"
Eventually Russ left, and we eventually tried to drive, Jay having to muscle every turn until we got to Devin's house. We wanted to jack the car up to see if we couldn't find some of the rocks underneath it, and in the wheels, etc. We called Don E. Williams Attorney at Law, who gave us instruction on where to find a jack. Jay, Devin, and I aren't the brightest, and we couldn't quite figure out how to use it. We unanimously decided that it was probably better not to smash ourselves and opt for not using the jack. It was already dark, and we eventually gave up after retrieving enough rocks to fill half a kroger bag with, and no obvious result. Devin and I hop into his BMW and escort Jay back to his house. I go home.
That pretty much ate up my entire day, besides that I did 3/5 of my English project, and successfully completed my Spanish Essay. Lets see what else I have to do, or should do seeing as some of it I might just opt out of doing:
--Math worksheet (yes, for once Seibert prints a WORKSHEET; tis an act of God or Congress or something)
--US History Portfolio: Finish Researching Patriot Act and Patriot Act II
--Us History Portfolio: Write down thesis statement and supporting details I will use in rough draft
--2/5 of my book project for Dillon's Adv English class (Lord of the Flies is the book, it sucked)
--Finish up the script for the Spanish Project with Kim and Patrick?
The first is probably the one I won't do, I hate math.
But hmm...Schedule Cards are due soon, what should I take?
I am thinking something like...
1st semester:
AP English
AP Spanish
Aide for Miss Ash
Ecology
2nd semester:
AP English
AP Spanish
Aide for Miss Ash
AP Government
Hmm, how does that sound? I am NOT taking AP Bio as many of my friends want for me to, I'd fail that class. I am not too keen on the idea of taking AP English either, truth be told, I hate English, and more than I hate the language I hate literature, whether it is Spanish or English, literature and I don't get along very well. I'm not one that enjoys reading books off of a list, I just want to read things that appeal to me, 9 times out of 10 that would be something non-fiction, political, historical, or cultural. Should I take AP English? |
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Jan. 10th, 2006 @ 07:47 pm
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Finals week sucks...and so that means that despues...we should have una fiesta at our restaurante favorito for viernes....
eh? eh? who's with me?! |
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Dec. 19th, 2005 @ 11:17 pm
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"Alejandro se le olvidó ponerse los pantalones..."
I read this in a book today...why is there a random "le" in that sentence? Is there some rule of Spanish I do not know...I mean I can see what it means...but why the le? Is it needed? |
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Dec. 18th, 2005 @ 11:53 pm
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No debo tener celos de el pero es invevitable y ahora que no estas en linea siento triste que yo no podia ir con ellos...y ahora yo sé que algo me faltaba...me faltas...Quiero hablar contigo y si no puedo, que sueña de ti y la esperanza de nuestro amor que viene.
En nomini patri et fili spiritus sancti. |
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If you have a good sense of humor, read on...
So my friends and I eat lunch in Templet's room everyday right? Right. Well, on occasion Templet and I will sing a duet or something, just something fun or funny to liven things up a bit. So we start to sing Feliz Navidad and when it gets to "I want to wish you a merry Christmas from the bottom of my..." I say "heart" as is traditionally the way the song goes...but Templet decides to be all hip and say "trunk"
I shout "REMIX!" and then proceed with
"What you gon’ do with all that junk? All that junk inside your trunk?"
Templet: "I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk, Get you love drunk off my hump."
and so starts the craziest of ideas...HEY, let's get together after school and record it. Sarah and Baely come in for lunch and Templet and I demonstrate our work. Pobre Tara missed it, tis a good thing she saw it after school when we did it though.
It is 3:30 and I head down to Templet's room. Sarah and Tara arrive too, as does Caitie. We add more to the original skit...adding new songs to the mix such as "Goldigger," "We Wish you a merry Christmas," that don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like me or whatever song, "Up on the housetop," etc.
I had the hardest time getting on cue to say "Get down girl, go 'head get down!" I kept wanting to say "Get down girl get head get down" which lol...isn't that great of a mistake to make, and I got fairly angry at my repetitive error. Thank you Tara and Sarah for the cue cards that solved this problem eventually. During our final performance Miss Z walked in and said she couldn't help but hear our singing and thinking "wtf" as she worked patiently nextdoor on something actually relevant to her job or something. We showed her the finished product and she said she almost wet her pants. We went and got Mr. Hottman and Miss Ash and we showed it on a TV...we all were rolling...it is an extrememly funny video. Caitie said she is going to use it against me for blackmail if I try to run for political office...good thing I never plan on running for any political office after all :P
I can't wait to get my copy and show my family...If you haven't seen this video it is MUST SEE! Too bad we can't show it on the announcements.
Dec. 15th, 2005 @ 08:52 pm
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¿Quien quiere saber el secreto real?
Dec. 14th, 2005 @ 10:13 pm
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Indeed I am a conspiracy theorist...
Dec. 12th, 2005 @ 10:05 pm
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¿Debo yo?
Dec. 12th, 2005 @ 05:51 pm
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Los dos dias pasados fueron excelentes...y no hacia mucho...
Dec. 11th, 2005 @ 10:25 pm
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Ay amor me duele tanto..
hay una chica...pienso que me gusta...yo no sé...
Dec. 10th, 2005 @ 05:03 am
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I bought it...nothing short of spectacular. Very experimental, but I love it.
Nov. 29th, 2005 @ 07:07 pm
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ORAL FIXATION vol. 2
Está en oferta en Los Estados Unidos AHORA MISMO! Lo siento, Tara, yo te mintí...En realidad TENGO QUE COMPRARLO...y ¡que sexi está en esta fotografía!
Nov. 29th, 2005 @ 04:43 pm
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I'm
a Ravenclaw!
Hmm. Ravenclaw. Don't know much about Ravenclaw...then again, it has been ages since I last picked up a Harry Potter book.
Nov. 28th, 2005 @ 07:24 am
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Todo me duele. No quiero perderlos pero yo sé que es inevitable. Que voy a perder el primer amigo es mi propia decisión pero el segundo...no quiero hacer esa. Le pido a Dios que todo va a estar bien en el fin...pero yo sé que, en el fin, no puedo ganar y voy a perder alguien. Este es difícil de llevarme y sólo tengo una amiga que parace entenderlo.
Voy a perder un amigo sobre drogas y
Tengo miedo que voy a perder otro amigo.
¿Por qué todo me tiene que doler? ¿Por qué tengo que perderlos sobre cosas tontas como drogas y pensamientos? No entiendo la vida.
Nov. 23rd, 2005 @ 01:04 am
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I received this warning today, and thought I should pass it on. Please seek medical attention if you have any of the symptoms as described below. It could be serious.
The Center for Disease Control has released a list of symptoms of bird flu.
If you experience any of the following, please seek medical treatment immediately:
1. High fever
2. Congestion
3. Nausea
4. Fatigue
5. Aching in the joints
6. An irresistible urge to poop on someone's windshield.
Nov. 22nd, 2005 @ 07:15 pm
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Yo no sé cómo me siento sobre la situación. Yo invitaba a la fiesta pero no la asistí y qué pasó me hace preguntar mis amigos...En realidad sólo uno. La historia siguiente es la historia del fin de semana pasada. Por favor...no traduce el texto siguiente.
Era la mañana del sabado pasado y soñó mi telefono. Era Gilby y quería saber si podía asistir a la fiesta de Devin. No quería ir y te dijo una excusa. Me recordía que la ultima vez fue a su fiesta había unas cosas no me gustaba...y sabía que la ultima vez Devin quería comprar mota para fumarla. No quería nada de eso, y no quiero nada de eso ahora tampoco.
Era esta mañana cuando oí de Kyle la historia total y qué sucedió en la fiesta que perdí. Por lo visto, ahora mismo Devin no le cae bien a Kyle porque en la fiesta Gilby se lo compró mota y Devin lo fumó. Devin no sabe nada, y piensa que es Dios. no cuida que va matarse...siempre usa alcohol, ahora drogas, no me aprovecho de tener amigos como el, y no pienso que queiero eso. Kyle se enojó con Devin y yo entiendo por qué. El es tonto, estupido. No quiero nada hacer con el. Todo hace ahora es ilegal o inmoral. Cómo maneja su carro, cómo su cuerpo toma drogas y piensa que todo está bien. Es ridiculo. Va a matarse o alguien más con sus acciónes, y yo sé que mota no va a matarse pero lo dolerá y sus otras acciónes malas lo dolerán también.
Es su propia culpa. Y no me importa. Pero yo sé que mis amigos y yo no estan en acuerdo con qué Devin quiere hacer.
Responde sólo en español.
Nov. 21st, 2005 @ 07:30 pm
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Tú me pides que te deje ahora , ahora Ahora cuando más te necesito
Tú me dices que este amor se fue al olvido ahora Ahora cuando yo ya no te olvido
Tú me pides que seamos solo buenos amigos Y a mí no me interesa ser tu amigo
Tú me dices que este amor te sabe a malo
Que malo que dices eso, pero que bueno que se acabó
Mala gente , te burlaste de mis sentimientos y ahora te lamentas
Mala gente, vas a pagarla caro porque a mí tú ya no me interesas
Mala gente, porque tu eres una mentirosa y una mala gente
¡Y en el infierno enterita enterita te vas a quemar!
Tú me pides que regrese ahora, ahora Y ahora es a mí a quien lo le importas
Tú me pides que seamos más que amigos, amigos Y amigos para que si no hay cariño
Hoy por fin me he dado cuenta de tu engaño De tu mala calaña y tanto mal que me
hiciste tú
Mala gente , te burlaste de mis sentimientos y ahora te lamentas
Mala gente, vas a pagarla caro porque a mí tú ya no me interesas
Mala gente, porque tu eres una mentirosa y una mala gente
¡Y en el infierno enterita enterita te vas a quemar!
I just love a song that says I'm going to burn in hell. :P
Nov. 16th, 2005 @ 07:16 am
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You are Puppet Pal Ron! Go Bother someone! :)
bother bother bother!
Which Potter Puppet Pal are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
Go figure!
Nov. 13th, 2005 @ 10:44 am
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¿Quién te dijo que yo me olvide de ti,
que me duermo tranquilo y jamás sueño contigo?
¿Que pasé de todo, quién te dijo eso?
Si cuando el cielo se enfurece vienes vestida de lluvia
y cuando el sol desaparece llegas plateada de luna
¿Quién te dijo que yo ya no pienso en ti,
que es historia pasada el amor que me dabas?
¿Que pasé de todo, quien te dijo eso?
Si cuando el viento entra los gritos reconozco tus palabras
y cuando el fuego va apagándose tu cuerpo se me escapa
¿Quién te dijo eso?
No les creas que ya no te quiero
¡Ay cuánto, cuánto te mintieron!
¿Quién te dijo eso?
Si me queda una casa vacía
Si me falta un pedazo de cielo
¿Ay quién te dijo eso?
¿Quién te dijo que yo no luché por ti,
que bajé los brazos dejando entrar al fracaso?
¿Que pasé de todo, quién te dijo eso?
Si estoy quemándome en el hielo traicionero de tu frío
Si de tanto que te lloro como un loco me río
¿Quién te dijo eso?
No les creas que ya no te quiero
¡Ay cuánto cuánto te mintieron!
¿Quién te dijo eso?
Si me queda casa vacía
Si me falta un pedazo de cielo
Se me acorta la vida
Se me muere la esperanza
Ya no puedo hacer nada
Nada me alcanza
Yo solamente quisiera que el mundo no te mintiera
Y supieras que estoy desesperado
Como un pez que se ahoga en su propio mar
¿Quién te dijo eso?
No les creas que ya no te quiero
¡Ay cuánto, cuánto te mintieron!
¿Quién te dijo eso?
Si me queda una casa vacía
Si me falta un pedazo de cielo
Ay quién te dijo eso?
Nov. 10th, 2005 @ 04:49 pm
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