June 19, 2007
Listening to: I Am For You by Walking Ashland
Currently: sitting on my couch eating a snack CUZ IM A CHUNK <3


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I had an awesome day yesterday.
I went to school and took my last two finals. 
Then I was DONE. OMG DONE.

No more school. OMFG. YES.
I was SOOO happy, I felt like... uhhaaaa happy!

So then, I went home with a tummy ache.

I smoked a little, to ease the pain, and cuz I'm a pot head, 
and then later on my friends came by and hunng out with me (they were drunk)
Then, Josh Z, this guy im apparently friends with, calls me. Of course Im smoked up so im like 
"WTF are  you calling for honey?"
And if I remember correctly, he asked me to give him head. 
WOW um....
I dont even know what to think of that.

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Then I walked around outside without my shoes on.
I'm such a damn hippie. I really am.
If I could walk around without shoes all the time, I would. I would love that.

Anyways, the pot was strong so I was high for a looooong time. 
It was great.
I love that stuff. I think I'm addicted...is that possible?
I dont think so.

Point being, it's amazing.
I love being high.

Oh lord. As I said, I'm a hippie.

Omg i love all my friends...

I love you Ross. I love you Brenda. I love you Zoe. I love you Greg. I love you Marina. I love you Caitlyn. I love you Vanessa. I love you Kelsey. I love you Vera. I love you Jordan. I love you James. I love you Josh. I love you everyone. 
You all make my world go round <3 

If it werent for my friends, I wouldnt go to school.
I'm serious.
I suck at school. I'm like asleep half the time LOL.
OOPSSS

<3 I need to go job hunting today...
maybe I'll do that.
They dont REALLY drug test right?

Alex

Saturday June 16, 2007

Listening to --  Grenade Jumper by Fall Out Boy
Currently: in my room

11: 23 pm

I had a SHIT day. But at the same time, it was pretty cool too...

My mom wakes me up and basically shits all over me about how I need to go this seminar for photography.
I told her I needed to study really badly, and that i was tired and stressed. 
she says fine, but im ungreatful and how kids who actually wanted to go couldnt go.
I was like SHUT UPPP. leave me alone.
i told her atleast i was working hard, so i wouldnt turn out like her and only go to college
for two years.
she got so mad. 
she left for new york with my abuela and my aunt. me and my cousin stayed home and chilled.

Then James came over later on. We hung out with him and had a good time. 

I missed him. 

I thought I hated him, but I was wrong. I dont hate him.

Then, he leaves, and mom comes home MORE BITCHING.
It never ends.
She claims I ruined her day.
She ruined mine.

she then said she was never going to do anything nice for me ever again.
like always.

she was just insane.
my mom is crazy. she likes it when i dont eat. 
i hate her as a person. i love her as my mom.

its fucked up.

I wanted to get stoned. 

but fuck, nowhere to do it.

so, im gunna get drunk with my friends monday. its gunna be fun, cuz thats the last day of finals. chyeah.
fuck im tired.
and hungry.

i feel like ive got permanent munchies.

Friday June 15, 2007

Listening to --  Memory by Sugarcult
Currently: in the auditorium on the couch

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Ok so, I got here like 15 minutes ago. I went to the black box, there was no couch. I went to the white box...no couch.
I was sad. I had been looking forward to coming into school early just so that I could enjoy almost 2 full hours to myself on the snuggly couch.
I grew frantic, searching for my couch..third floor, second flor, third floor, second floor.
No couch.
I was about to lose hope when I remembered the auditorium. Maybe it was there. I shuffled my way over to the auditorium, wondering if I was over exciting myself. I opened the door with a smile, and once again: no couch.
I frowned. Where was my couch? How could they hide it? It was a couch, after all, wasn't it?
I was about to walk away when I spotted a little blue figure in the darkness of the back of the stage. I peered over and saw my couch, sitting there, almost as if hiding from me. I smiled in glee and ran to grab the denim pillow from the white box, scurried over to the couch, removing my shoes about 2 or so yards in the middle of the stage, and flopping on its warm coushins happily, shutting my eyes and smiling, as I rolled over to grab my sidekick, telling myself, "what a cute story this would make."
So I wrote it, and shared it with you :) 

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