Buenos dia

Woke up so late thinking it was early because I have no clock what so ever in my room. Phone and iHome are broken, technology hates me. Shows it would have been a good idea not to do techweek. Phone is coming in soon, I swear it was like the guy at the sprint store was flirting with my mom. So my mom got me a good deal with a memory card and email on my phone. Gross! So because I woke up late, I got up not even saying good morning and got a bowl of cottage cheese, honey and granola then I made jasmine tea. I'll continue this later. Watching some Scrubage.

Does anyone else think the late night Doritos commercial is awesome?

C'est mi vie

I don't know if it's obvious yet but I've been obsessed with the french language and french, finnish or russian music. It all sounds so fucking beautiful and I love when people talk to me in french, it's so asdlfkj. That's my exact feeling. I'm going to go watch Amelie now. Graduation this morning at 7:45 am. So cold, tired and felt naked (dress) but it was good (the graduation, not feeling nude). Mostly funny because my friends were there, hah my many friends. I want to do something today like sit on a mountain or nap. Same thing.. By the way, the graduation pictures WILL in fact be posted at the least by today.

I'm eating cottage cheese, granola and honey. I've also been obsessed with anything doing with granola. So I've just been eating yogurt and cottage cheese. I'm also going to prepare to paint today.

Gradupoop

Sleeep

And beyond

I dig guy cheerleaders and mac nerds. Mostly mac nerds. I learned how to do body splints today in health and wore shorts with a deep-v when it was on the verge of rain outside. Guess how I was all day. Cardigans are nice. I don't know what to do, I also like how people can just break at dancing and good about it. I wish I knew. Something else that bothers me is Twilight. At times pitta chips bother me but they're good I guess. Yesterday the hummus my parents bought expired yesterday.. I didn't know. "Cris, you should just finish the rest of the hummus.. 'why?' because it expires today.." ass.

Waking up at six just so I can do my damn hair for graduation, then freeze my ass off there. I'm going through with-drawls. I'm going to look like her:

except with a dress and a band-aid on my right knee..

Splendidly brilliant

Lettre d'amour partie

No time, tonight is the first night I have normal homework and have to study for english. Mourning the horrible suicide of my phone. Woowoo for my usage of a house phone :( Apart with my bruised/ scrapped right hip bone, cut elbow, and bloody scrapped knee; Liz coy was fighting me for her apple which I licked and in doing so, I jammed my pinky. Not her fault though. My pink is now in a splint. Just my week? It comes with the package of a bomb ass motherfucking weekend. I tell you, life is good only sometimes and when it is, it's great.  I love you.

Ali made delicious supernovae cupcakes

Oats B'Goats

I've been needing a new hobby. Not necessarily a hobby like build model ships, just something to keep me entertained, like building model ships. People have kept me entertained long enough and so has art. Art can't be my only thing on my college applications. I will have zero things on there to show off my "special abilities". Bullshit that all is. I miss playing softball.

Either over summer or sometime during my junior year, I am going to pick up playing for sure, either for Fulla or LM. Either that or rugby, swim, or aspiring couch potato.. or vagabond. I also miss my basketball hoop I had at my old house before I moved to fullerton. I miss my pool. I got a backyard of grass in exchange for a pool.

My best friend Ottie and I are going to go running right now as soon as my food is digested. He really is my best buddy. He naps with me, he eats with me, he goes running with me, he....listens to me. HAHAH, I sound like a crazy woman. Maybe I just am. But really, he's the best napping buddy on this planet. No cat or bird can compare to our love. I have no favoritism with my three dogs. Joey, likes to sleep on the ground and keeps to himself. Milo, is scared of specks of floating dust/ pee's when you try to pick him up. Ottie likes to play softball, eat popsicles and watch Reno 911 with me. Can you see what I see in him?

Before:

After:

Anyways, I'm going running now.

Edit;

Went running, bloody knee, broken phone, tears. Sums up why I'll never make it in life. Cried for hours because of my phone. I feel permanently disconnected with the world. Then again, I could be exaggerating. I love my best friend, not ottie... But another best friend. She caaawwwlms me dwwwn. And I guess understands? Hah, yeah. I hope everything works out okay..

Lips like suga

I wish I had better things to do. For now I just eat a lot, attempt to work out, fail, attend school, and study. I feel like I'm studying a lot but get nothing out of it. I've been listening to rap a lot. I hate rap. Seriously though, I hate it but I've been listening to it on Pandora. I honestly think it's the funniest thing evvveerr!! I wish I got wifi at school, I'd listen to it all the time. I also wish I can dance. I seriously do. All I do is FAIL. I've been reading the FAIL blog a lot, along with FML, hehehahahadkf gay..


Chip off the old block of knowledge.

Part B

This is a story I read today.

"I never really wanted to write anything in here except stories about dragons and Cyclopses and stuff before. But today is different… After I was born my mom produced an overabundance of white blood cells in her body because of a disease. So whenever she would try to eat, the blood cells would think that the food was an enemy, and they would attack the food by making her vomit it up. 

By the time I was 4, Mom weighed 79 pounds and all she could eat was rice, bananas, and plums. Dad never believed she was sick. He used to say it was ‘cause of guilt for her cheating on him before I was born. He said she felt bad ‘cause she knew in her heart that he wasn’t my real Dad. But Mom never cheated, and Dad was really my Dad. Either way, Dad’s always hated me. So when Mom starved to death when I was 9, Dad started being extra mean to me. He made me mow the lawn every day, which wasn’t that bad, except he made me bite down on a piece of wood to keep my muscles tight while I did it so that I would “get my man-strength”. But all it did was cut my mouth with splinters.

 He hit me a lot. Mostly when I would talk about Mom, or when I would beg to sleep inside ‘cause it was too cold in the shed. And he would make me shoot things too. “G’head, you point that rifle at them bunnies and you pull that trigger to get some fuckin’ hair on that little girl chest ‘a yours!” So I did it. Bunnies, squirrels, even the occasional cat that hopped our fence just because it was OUR property, he said. And it wasn’t even for food. Dad was a vegetarian. My childhood was disgusting. But after 13 years, I finally rebelled. Today was the day that I killed my father."  -Alex Pardee.

Early morning coffee

Got home soo late last night. Went to party/ bbq in Long Beach. Went to bed late only to automatically wake up early thinking I'm going to sleep through my alarm again. My alarm is loud, and I've slept through it before. I won't be home all day, beeach tadei.

Ohhh maa gad, I love my friends. Haha, the two lovers I spent my whole day with today. I feel horrible because I have such limited friends I'm allowed to hang out with. But it's not quantity, it's quality. I've got all the quality I want and need.

Kimya Dawson is probably my number one hero right now. I don't think anyone else can compare to her.

"Life is a highway and I'm gonna ride it, everyday is a winding road, my rollercoaster's got the biggest ups and downs, as long as it keeps goin around it's unbelievable."

We will become silhouettes

So I don't know what's up with all the Postal Service titles, although there's only two. Still seems like a lot. I've just been listening to them lately. I bathed my dawgs yesterday. They look so clean and soft and handsome. I cut Otties hair like Bob Dylan again, he likes it. He doesn't like his hair going over his left eye, ruins all of his stealthily bird and cricket attacks. Enough with my dogs, I love mac nerds.

I'll edit this later. I also finally ditched my old iHome and just stole my sisters computer speakers which I can manually make a grossly heavy bass line :)


"And if my brain quits, well I guess then that's just it. And if my hands stop working you can call me lazy. I've been trying to nod my head but it's like I've got a broken neck. Wanting to say 'I will' as my last testament. For you to be brave and me to be saved we don't have to walk down that isle, well if marriage isn't enough, well at least we'll be loved."

p.s. At 1:31 pm, I defeated my first war head.

I feel yes

I've felt as though I should make an effort as a deep animal lover. I should go to Sea World, or the San Diego, LA, Santa Ana zoo, or the Aquarium of the Pacific. All my favorite places. I haven't been to the zoo since I was little, or my cousins were little. For some reason I really like looking at the Australian animals and the elephants. The aquarium, I don't have a favorite part, I just love all of it. Sea World... dolphins. I've always liked the dolphins. I feel just like a child.

Someone woke me up early this morning. Now that she finally figured out how to instant message from her ipod to my phone. I'll reply in a little bit.

I had a dream about a friend. A second dream about being in some car with the mom from weeds and my sister and they were trying to save me from committing suicide because apparently at my old school I saw a girl jump off a building. That one weirded me out. The only way in that particular dream that I can be happy, is if they bought me a red beanie like my sisters but more knitted. And my third dream, my friend Kt got a puppy and I was looking at a picture of it earlier yesterday when I got home because it's the cutest thing in the world, and I had a dream that I lived at her house (that I've never been to) and played with her puppy.

If I were to ever go to her house and it is the same layout as my dream, I'm going to be really scared. It wouldn't be the first time I have a dream about a place I've never been to, and when I go to it, everything was exactly how it was in my dream. I get it from my dad.

Recycled air

There has to be something wrong with me. I know that there is. I'm happy one moment then I'm real lazy and bummed out. I don't even know what I get so tired from, i just feel drained all of a sudden. Drained like I'm stressed about something but not knowing what. I'm alright. Staying at a friends house tonight should cheer me up. Some major spoonage, hahaha.

I have never been in so much trouble. I went for so long with out getting in trouble. But I don't have a detention and because of me, a couple people got detentions. Ohh my god. Okay, don't feel like writting. Nothing is worth commenting about.

Frecklepits

The title was brought to you in part by Linsday Lohans body. My best fiend Gaby is now part of the Yearbook committee, and some graphic design shitnanigans. Committee is the weirdest spelled word I've written all day. Gaby is starting her own online magazine featuring my art and some landscape spreeeads. Purdy sweet ey? Yeah well she needs something for college? I don't know why a magazine but I'll encourage her because I don't love her one bit.

I'm off to an acupuncture appointment for my dad. I'm eating a ham and cream cheese sandwich. Shut up, it's great.

I'll edit lataah

EDITO-CREDITO:

I love you too buddy :)
So acupuncture, no bueno. Sitting in one spot for two hours watching blood getting sucked out of your father, no bueno. I was reading my philosophy book the whole time. I'm glad I finally caught up on the articles I wanted to read.

My dad and I want to go to jack in the box and ask for a whopper and supersize that bitch. Those were our exact words in the car. He's like one of my friends, it's greeat. I have nothing to do for homework so tonight is a night of relaxation. I am going to get a massage, light some candles and incense and take a bath. Sounds soo nice. Well I'm off doing things and not blogging. Toots.

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De la sol

I wish it was cold, I like wearing layers. That's besides the point, I have nothing interesting to write so I feel like listing things I do and don't like. I did this a long time ago, but things change. They're mostly tedious things, things that don't matter day to day. Never mind, not necessarily things I like or dislike, more like facts now.

I keep my Oreos under milk for exactly 20 seconds
I like brushing my teeth
I like walking/ joggin when it's cold
I hate bands like Boys like Girls and Yellowcard, annoying
I have a deep love for fruit
I have three dogs
I kind of want a cat
I don't like cats, some..
I've straightened my dog Ottie's hair before
I hate Lipton citrus green tea, makes me want to spit
I don't drive
I really like hugs
I don't care how many people like this show but the office has my heart
And arrested development, It's always sunny, weeds, the L word, tim and eric
I watch Logo, sometimes
I get annoyed with some techno music
Parody movies upset me
I laave to take naps with people
I like a total of like 4 musical movies
I don't like theatre but I like watching it..
I did tap and ballet-ish dance when I was very little
A lot of people annoy me
I make friends with any one, anything
I want to find answers to black magic
I like watching my dogs wrestle
I procrastinate when trying to write a paper
I'm never going to get that paper done
I hate speech class
I hate school
Taco Bell has my heart, but I hate their not so clever commercials
There are so many more things too me, these are off the top of my head.

I did this because I don't want to write my debate paper.

Cheese

Pick up lines could have never been funnier. Today was hilarious, I probably came close to having a stroke and a fabulous farmers tan. I've been loving everything lately. Except that finals are coming up but whatever, I'll approach that bitch from behind. Yes I just did. Tomorrow is the sophomore carnival, woowoo. Snow cones :DDD

Got ma year book today with my many gross candid pictures:

"Cristina Montes '11: displays her artistic flare with a personally pen-drawn tattoo. She always looked funky fresh."
LOLOLOL, greeat. The picture is as bad as the description.

As a kite

It seems as though everything has fallen into place.

I have also figured out what I want to major in college. Like I'm even going to go, but just in case I'd still like to know. Apart from art. I'm finally home. Old video but good.

Edit:

HAHAHAH; story behind it.

I am Humble I am Grounded

I've caught up with so many people. Its basically been all of this month that I have been talking to the people I haven't talked to for a very long time. It's like the month of catching up, confessing, professing and just noticing a simple form of sanity in myself. Someone asked me to get better, so I am.

For a long time I thought I was going insane, this has been brought to my attention today because I'm still a little fuzzy. God wouldn't hate me for going to church with my parents fuzzy. It's like my fingers are typing to the pace I'm thinking. Everything is good. I don't care if yesterday was prom, I didn't care who was going, I didn't care about anything. I did love the fact that I did go to the movies yesterday :) What mattered to me was that I didn't bother worrying for one second what would happen.

It's odd that everything has been SO quiet in my household. Probably because I haven't done anything worth yelling at me for, probably because my dad is in so much pain, he doesn't bother putting up a fight, probably because my mom doesn't like the fact that my dad is still in pain and I am just ignoring everything coming to my way. This is the way it should be, this is the way it will be.

I still wonder who else reads this. I'd laugh if one day my dad googles my name and this comes up. I wouldn't have anything to hide anyways.

A constant euphoria that hasn't changed. I want to get another dog. I'll name her Quinn. I still haven't forgotten.

Cowboy Astronauts Vs. Deep sea Indian divers

I am currently posting on my phone, so bored, in a car.

I had a really awkward current of different flashes of dreams last night. I don't know what it was but it happened and I was very much weirded out. I haven't had a good dream in a while and a couple were good. I read something where it said a normal person has about 40,000 dreams a night and you're lucky to remember at least 4. I remembered a couple, which were the weird once. All of them had the same person but different formats and locations, then people I hadn't seen in years, my dead dog Bosco was like Zero is to Jack. He was there around with me the whole time. Then it was just falling through holes, like ditches with sticky web stuff that felt like weed vines you feel while swimming in a lake. Then I was in the ocean because I felt something pulling at my ankles and it was just yellow seaweed that was licking my leg, which then turned into Bosco who was trying to tell me something. I then somehow ended up watching the sun set to earth while I was sitting on a raft in space.

I can't take these dreams, they get me so off. They come to me at the randomest times in my life. When I was little every October for at least three years I'd have the same nightmare where I was at my old house locked in my first bathroom down the hall, but it had a paper towel dispenser and it had a black light but it was light outside. I can see in the mirror there was a lady standing in the bathtub behind me, watching every move I made and made sure I didn't ask my mom to help me. Every now and then my mom would knock on the door to ask if I was okay and every time I'd cry because I'd want to tell her no but I always said yes.

Story of my life.

Fix moi

I have been great these past couple of weeks/ days/ hours/ minutes/ seconds. No broken bones, no band aid patches, no CPR intended. I'm alive. Although I'm missing one ingredient, I don't really need it to make me happy, but it's nice to have it once in a while.

I intended on coming home today and fall asleep while catching up on the office since I haven't watched a wink of television. I got out early today on the count of seniors being gay. I wonder what they're going to do for their prank this year. Probably something stupid like last year where they threw milk and cereal all over the school and the school smelled like an ugly cat lady's refrigerator.

I've been reading blogs, watching Green Porno, reading SuperPoop, and shopping online the whole hour and a couple minutes I've been home. I will probably do something later or tomorrow and sunday because my two best friends are in Pittsburgh at a Rugby tournament.

I'm still in my uniform minus the skirt. I wore moccasins today. I also might trim my hair. I also might walk to boba loca later. I also may paint this picture that's been in my head for two weeks but I never got a chance to map it out. I may have a cigarette later but I won't. I should wash my three dogs, but I'm le tired. I think I'll continue writing the story I've been working on that has to do with the painting I've been intending on planning out. Boo, prom is for homo's. (tomorrow).

Fuque teh internets. I want to go to san francisco or a lake on the back of a kite. I feel like hiking.

= cottonmouthdrool.

Spacecraft vagabond

"Do you know what duck people look like? You can notice us because we wear black hoods. Don't tell me we look like ducks, that's a stereo type. We cross bridges, that's a stereotype that is true. We buy hummus from Trader Joes, it's delicious. All we care about is food food food food!" Megapuss

You eat too many oranges, we just believe in the vitamin C.

Anyways, ma neck hurt all day. I got in trouble yesterday for leaving class way too early. I told her it was a minute, not even, before the bell rang. I left 15 minutes before, we left. So I had to go to her class at lunch, it was locked, so we went back down stairs to listen to they gay homo brother dj's. Liz wrote homo's on their murdered out car with a Hyper Crush sticker on it.

Straying away from this techno dj shit, I watched cheer clinic after school with my good friend Michelle. It was funny watching girls bounce around and mess up! I hate cheer so much but it looks like fun. Speaking of, I might do swim next year, I need stuff to do on my spare time. And get into shape so I can look as hot as Natalie Golda, the gold medalist for water polo in the 08 Olympics. She works at our school, no biggie.

I came home, starving and planning on walking to Boba Loca, I came home to a really fresh wrapped in foil tuna sandwich. The universe is so good. After I shadowed on a mustache.

I have to write an essay on cocaine, later days.

Kite twine knit sweater

I literally had to argue and sass my way out of getting a detention today. I'm so glad I'm borderline good with smart ass comebacks. Seniorita Ray subbed my spanish class for Seniorita Ochoa and she IS A bitch. I like her outside of class because she always catches me at wrong times in inappropriate conversations. I was three feet outside my class walking towards the door with my phone in my hand and she takes it, I give her a look, I pout all the way to the back of the class where my desk is and pout/ stomp some more. I've never been so bitchy and immature in my LIFE. She yelled at me not to throw a tantrum and asked me if I was two... I sarcastically said three and she was finished.

Then I apologized after class and she said never in her times of taking phones away, the students usually just sit there quietly and accept they got a detention, you are my first to give me attitude. I talked to her and I walked away with my phone and a detention free girl. Oh how being sassy and persuasive comes in handy.

TODAY was good. I had sushi at Chomp's in down town fullerton. Really filling sushi actually. My head almost exploded!
I also found out that my Jupiter I've been working on with Kt, it was picked at. Assholes like to fuck with drying paper mache. I'll have to fix it again tomorrow second period.

I am soo sleepy. I'm going to watch Freaks and Geeks and sleep.

Seawolf currently (heart) I don't like the "<3", only in text.. sometimes.

Shoop Shoop

I took a family portrait today with my husband. It was not weird at all. She makes the most wonderful comments about me. Today when I was not in class again, I walked from one side of my huge school to the other to side of the campus to go to the bathroom down stairs and there were lunch tables of dead cats. The senior bio class was dissecting cats. Am I a horrible person for laughing first then cringing at the awkwardly posed cats, later when I saw the sealed box of them outside my science class, I almost died. 

Nothing interesting happened today except for Kt and I and not lauren finished our giant Jupiter in science!

My husband and I took family portrait pictures. Pff, who needs prom?! PB & J haair!

Milo and I with my shirt I can literally get shot for wearing at school.

Shoop do wah, splendid.

Boats of books

Scored on some Jack Parcell's at the end of the year lost and found thing today. A great majority of my uniform and shoes and just clothing in general are all used. Good thing I give 'em a good washin. I'm such a bum, I love it. At least I know I can survive on my surroundings. I'm resourceful. After school, I go through lunches on tables (not alone of course). After/ during class, I go through the lost and found. Such good free deals. I get my books for next year also. So I now have a mid condition Psychology book :D

They had the time of their lives at Disneyland last night. I got home late, thus I slept and got moody through class.

Joseph (Joey) and I just fought off my mom. She wanted to take him outside but I defended him with my medieval hug shield and saved him. Unlike the other retards that just followed her outside. Take a gander: I love him.

From the beginning of school to about 5th period Health, all was hell and tears. I did not feel good at all.
But lunch made up for it. I had a poopsicle.

I also drew this after school while watching kids do their homework instead of doing my own, plus many more:

"If you be my boat
I'll be your sea
a depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity
ebbing and flowing and pushed by a breeze
I live to make you free"

Architecture of pillows

All I've been doing is watching stop-motion clips and reading Kristen Lepore's blog. She's great. Art is great. Filming is great. Life is great. Koala's are great, so are Panda's, Otters and Owls. Kangaroos are also grand. Love is kind of great, getting there. What isn't great is mothers day, or holidays in general. I'm anti-social with my own family.
This is probably the most inspiring and blissful video I've ever seen.



Edito:

Mama's day is going alright :)
I personally bought my mom a card and put a picture from 1999 when we went to a dance in kindergarten. Long story short, I brought tears to the table. Plus I made a sweet gnarly ass breakfast for my mom and dad. Your mother would wish I was her daughter, minus the occasional events of getting arrested, but that's besides the point. Hahha, I also just said gnarly.

I love my grandpa, I lave my fucking loud cuban family. They're so funny. And they kept making fun of my "roman god" nose my dad, grandpa and I have. Oh and our freakishly small hands. Oh and really long eyelashes!

All's great on the western front. But I'm leaving to Disneyland in a little bit, I'm excited and feel like going really bad. I haven't felt this happy in a while. And it's not because of Dinneyland. I'm not ecstatic, I'm just simply good. Tomorrow is school too!!
I also made this for the demon who eats me alive with her offensive teacher comments, but she's alright in my book :)

"In five years time we could be walking around a zoo, there will be love in the body's of the elephants too!"

You will? You? Will? Will you?

I've watched the same movie twice in a time span of eight hours. Progress reports came in, one good thing, the rest the same. Not doing anything today besides watch movies and attend a funeral later. My room feels easy going, filled with incense smoke. I went to buy flavors of incense cones today.

My dogs keep scratching at the board that covers the entrance to underneath my house which is located under my window of my room, it's fucking annoying. I also over conditioned my hair, I don't know what that has anything to do with anything but it's something and I don't know why I wrote about it. Haaaaaah, shit's wiizzeeek. I also still have that paper mache shit that looks like apricot facial scrub in this cut I have on my finger! I have nothing else to say.

Wow, this post was just everywhere. Sorry it was so scattered.

I lawb it.

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Middle distance runner

Well I originally came into this post with a video I made with my best man Gaby. It turns out the video was too large to upload to BoobTube so I will just try it again later. I frankly had a good day. There was no down side except for my progress report and people calling me a teacher, upside was almost everything and I got my forms for my Junior Class Rings, how excitingly gay :D

This morning in speech Liz and I watched the most disturbing (I mean this in a literal sense) video that was recommended by a freshman in our class. She said it was funny so I had my laptop and looked it up. Never ever by any means, even if you are curious, watch two guys one horse. Oh my fucking god is all I have to say. I kill lyou.

I had sushi today also with gaby, then walked home from there. Everything around here (fullerton) is so close together. One street leads to another and it's just easy to get around. Seriously, I don't think I've ever gotten lost considering I only know landmarks and not streets. Once I'm 18 and am driving, I will be forever fucked for not knowing streets.

I'm going to watch Grandma's Boy now, I was in the mood to watch it since it has been quoted a lot lately. And my dogs smell so I'm kicking them out of my room, bath tomorrow. Same for me but I smell delicious!

Key whisperer; I'll listen.

Pre-unattractiveness

"We look like we read fine poetry, smoke cloves, sip whiskey, race horses... Sea horses."

All in all, all is good. I stole a yoga ball today and with paper mache , I am forming Jupiter.

Little boxes

I really still can't believe how many things happen one right after the other. Some are such a waste I don't want to believe it's happening to me. But all in all, I've gotten used to everything. Being a pussbag and being emotionally unstable is not my option anymore. I honestly don't have time or enough nerves and frankly I'm tired of everything. I'm mostly tired of myself. Rant is over, my day was okay-ish. Studied like a mad woman all through science and missed the good part where he explained how it can be possible to travel through time by traveling billions of light years away to avoid aging. Mafia is a hippie. Tomorrow I'm making paper mache and I have to take my laptop in for speech because of the limited computers we can use.

A lot of people asked me if I had extensions today. 1) No 2) Do I look like the type of person that would even GO to get my hair did? and 3) No. Haha, oh what a day. I gave mouth to mouth to a baby. He was a male, his name was Charles, he's plastic and his head fell off when someone was "feeding" him. Gross, we're such 12 year old hormonal boys.

I have nothing to do so I might actually play some records and do homework, although it'd kill me if I did. I could also try reading but that will probably be over with within a matter of minutes. It's really hot and I just might go sit in my backyard with my buddies since I haven't paid any attention to them in a while. They're great.

Lastly, I was shopping on Urban Outfitters online today after school and there are SOO many things I want. A tote bag, wallet, bracelet (still the navaho cuff) a necklace, mens shoes and a silkscreen kit. I always tend to shop under the mens genre first. YEAH :D

What a not so interesting post; just things I liked/ waant.

Last but not least

I don't get any better than this.

I haven't listened to Bright Eyes or The Flaming Lips in a while.

Shabby

I got caught skipping math after lunch. Oh well, I feel fine.. My new low and what I do to myself. I fucking hate this movie.



My class learned CPR today. By my class I mean them and not me because I was in the bathroom for half an hour. That was in the morning and happened every other class from there. I'm not sick, I just really hate school and don't like being in class. Thus makes me sick, I'm quitting.

Learned how to drag dead bodies

Good to know

Edit later

Of sharks and subs

I'm beginning to hate school reeally badly :)
Same old thing, nothing new. I wish my life was as interesting as some people's. But I might watch Marie Antoinette or Into the Wild while doing my homework so whatev. Got a lot of make up work but it was so worth missing. I love science, I love the universe, I love planets, I love the solar system, I love paper mache. We're in third grade again. This is how ridiculous shit is now.

Kullen; Sorry the quality is not so great; just some, but I was bored enough to put most of them..

Chasing Suns; uuuggggg, whhy?