damn...thinking back

Okay, well I was gonna write an entry a few hours a go, but I was distracted by my Rhapsody. Felt like listening to some good Christian Rock...listened to some Jars of Clay...brought back memories...ehh, listened to a few different bands, and decided to switch it up to P.O.D.'s Satellite. They're kindof Christian Rock, but not really...I mean they've got the right idea/message and whatnot, but they just have I guess a "perverse" view of Christianity....kindof..not really...well yea I guess it is kinda sacriligious...at least Sonny...he mixes it with Rastafarianism. ehh whatevers, I like the music and the message and all that so thats what matters.

What I was originally going to write about was about a dope night. Well, I guess its been a coo day. Last night I pulled off an all nighter cuz I was SUPPOSED TO be reading and doing a paper, but lately I've let myself become more easily distracted by Rhapsody and the internet. Just talking to people who are nightowls like me. But yea, I got really tired at about 530am, without having done a damn bit of homework, so I decide to "knock out" for a bit. Eh, I knock out a little too much. Thank God I told my mom to try to wake me up at all costs. I feel bad cuz I'm half asleep shoutin' from my room "Be quiet! that's sooo annoying!" cuz she keeps calling me and telling me to get up. Hahaha, she knows wassup though cuz I ask her to wake me up even if I say otherwise in the morning. So yea, I get up, and get ready like, at the slowest pace ever. Haha, watching DFX or some ish on MTV. Then checkin myself out in the mirror--cuz you know, gotta make sure everything's "coo" haha, and then start c-walking. hahahahaha, oh man memories. I used to do that like all of junior and senior year in high school. In my spare time, did I play video games? Ehh, sometimes, but I'd listen to the radio at the same time. So like NBA2K1 games (BTW the best game ever!) that should last like 45 mins took 2 hrs to complete because every time a gangsta gangsta WESTSOOOIDE song would come on...PAUSE....go to the mirror behind my door....booyah! haha bust out the walk. Pretend I'm battling the dopeass dude in the mirror. Oh man, so lame yet so badass.

Anyway, nuff flashback. So yea, I get to school at about 830...could only get a super far parking spot in Lot F-9500348, So i sat there for two minutes listening to my new Suga Free CD (The New Testament). My 8-10 spanish class was going on, and I was chillin and late...so what do I do? recline my seat, put up my windows...turn the music down a bit...and knock the F out. So yea, I have a weird dream and I'm with my bros and we jump some whack fool. ahh yes...Tazweezy. So I wake up in perfect time to make it to my 10-12 IGE class (my second and last of the day), but my eyes are sore and im sooooooo sleepy. Ehhh, recline my seat once again. I wake up at 12:15, and I'm like...go home? or chill at the rush booth.....ehh, I gotta do something here at school, didnt come for nothin. So I drive around and luckily fid a dope spot near the CLA. But first, drive around campus bumpin "Don't Fight the Pimpin" hahahaha. So anyway, on the way to the Quad, I run into ZTA Jamie. She told me class was cancelled (IGE) so i was like COOO! cuz thats the one I had work due for (that i didnt do.....remember? supposed to read and do a paper, but didnt?)

So I go over to the muthfawkin Pi K A booth and my big bro Nuesse's chillin and Rembeezy. Victor comes rockin his American Flag letters....haha stained ones though....ah, you can't really tell unless you know. So I'm bumpin the jams...some AC/DC, Godsmack, Thrice, and of course da gangsta ish...Suga Free, the Doc, and all dat good stuff...oh super bumped "Shorty" (the Love dont Cost a Thing party song).

Me and Vic hit up Carl's cuz it's Holy Thursday...not bad Fish Burger combo for like 4 bucks. tite....so like we chill there forever....haha doin the robot and handing out flyers to fools....super funny. Dang everyone was breathing on our nuts today...every day they keep getting closer to us....see they know wassup...the muthaF'n Pikes be snaggin up all dem fools...haha TKE was like huggin us...but they cool. Whatevers. Kept saying i was gonna go home at 3 but stayed til like 530. Packed up the ish....freakin Gore took my CDs, i din notice til i got to my car..damn. Imma be bumpin the whackass radio for a whole day.

Drop off my bro Steve and call up Joel-weezy to see wassup cuz that fucker never calls anymore. He's jammin Marley status, sux wanted to crash his pad...so instead to 3.99 sans-Joel. Take my cheese pizza home and grub. Knock out to an episode of the family guy.

So I'm awaken by my kick-ass SEGA classic rock ringtone and I'm like OH CRAP! thought I missed brrom ball...but no my dear...it was only 9 o cock. teehee. Call up Daniel H. and see wassup, hes down so imma go pick him up...and OF COURSE, C doesnt answer his phone. Funny cuz it is he who was looking forward to going or whatever, and seemed to like forget about it or something. Eh...**shaking fist**. haha. So pick up Dan and head out to Ontario Ice Rink. It was dope, got in there, the APiSig and fullerton DZ ladies were there, but being rancheras cuz they didnt wanna play...hehe..."eh." There were some XO's on the floor so that was coo...so me and Daniel go on the ice, chillin for a bit, but he's all "go in there...I wanna see ypou crack some fools." Now being a guy, how could I decline such an invitation? hehe, so go out there...within 10 minutes I see him wanna get in on it...super funny. It's addicting like that. haha we were on opposite teams...crackin each other now and again. Oh man, it brought back football memories. I ate shit quite a few times this night. oh but did I crack some fuckers in the process?? oh indeed. Good fight, good night. haha. super cool...crackin some riverside Pikes too...hehe...and some were dope cuz they were on my team. oh man...its such a rush falling and running with shoes on the ice and hitting the walls of the rink all hard. Man....after all that contact, guess how I jam my thumb? By giving some dude on my team huge ass props cuz he was like our all star runningback and shiet. Anywhoot, we chill outside for a bit when its over, me and Daniel take off, stop by at AMPM, and drop him off.

So tonight I get home at about 230am, took a much needed shower...my knees and elbow def. needed it. hehe. So yea, thats when I started listening to music.

So here now is why I began writing this entry so late. I saw a box of pictures and I was gpoing through them of course. Man, pictures of my parets in their youngn' days, they're courting days...haha my parents were gnarly. Man pics of my bro, my sis...as teens, damn the 80s were cool. Pictures of me at St. Louis..haha I recognized Gee-off in one of the pictures. I saw a pic of me and my sis at my grandfathers grave in Mexico, cleaning it up....oh man saw a pic of my bro and mom holding my dying grandmother's hands. Man the image was haunting. I so don't remember it like that, and I now understand why they would keep me out of the room when she was awake. Man, that freakin sux so damn much....it's so so sad it hurts. Her face was one of desperation...the pic was taken from kinda far away...but you could see it in her eyes. I don't wish a painful death on anyone...or death for that matter. I wish that when it's one's time to go, it would be always peaceful and in sleep. And not after such suffering either. It hurts to think about it. But yea, it just got me thinking a lot because in my mind now, I think my grandparents from my dad's side are all cool and stuff cuz I've seen them my entire life thus far. And have been especially close to my grandmother...for at least the first 15 years of my life. My grandpa I saw less often but still, he was there a lot too. But yea, a few months ago, there was a cancer scare for my grampa, well, he's done chemo and all that and hes just trying to get through the days again, keeping active at the gym, so he seems cool for now...or so I think, since once again, I'm never home and never around my family. It's so sad seeing myself say that..or type it, rather. My grandma, I found out today, went to the doc with my dad today cuz she found out she may have something wrong ...I pray not...but perhaps something pertaining to the colon. Dammit. This fuckin sux...I mean, yes they are 76 and 77, but I mean damn I guess it's just denial that someday they'll no longer be with me. Damn, this CD (P.O.D. - "Satellite") gets me thinking a lot.... crazy eerie music...man.

Well yea, I guess moving on, there were some other pictures of me during Christmas. Man I feel like such a little asshole. I was such a spoiled brat, (and more than likely still am, but wont realize it til I look back to pics of 2004, 15 years from now). So as you may have guessed from the timespan I just mentioned, the pics are from when I was about 4-6 yrs old. Man I have lke 10 boxes next to me...like someMcDonalds restaurant thing (that thing was the shit, BTW...played with that all the freakin time...) plus like 2 things that were "sold seperately"...the apron, and like all the little food items, fries, patties and such. K, on top of that, I have this cowboy pistol with caps, and this "Superstar" microphone thing...(oh, now THAT was the dopest gift)....and some video games, tiny toons and NINJA FREAKIN TURTLES hell yea. But damn I feel so bad...my parents work so hard and they spend all this money on me...i feel like its way too much. I mean, granted some of those gifts were from the granparents and such, but still....I can't help but feeling like a spoiled little brat.

So yea, about that superstar mic thing...oh it was dope..it was like this mic stand with, of course, a microphone, and the base had flashing lites and speakers from which your voice and music came out of. Haha...i remember singin my lil heart out...Feliz Navidad. haha. Damn thats funny, I forgot I used to love singing when I was little too...like making videos of myself.....man thats super tite. Hahah, making videos of urself as a teenager is super tite too...I regret never doing that. My sis filmed herself dancing all the time...and singing...and my bro was the dopest popper and dancer ever. Dang I guess all that ish rubbed off on me...hahaha teehee.

Crazy entry....I can look back at myself remembering all this stuff when I read it at a later time. But for those of you with nothing to do (you had to have nothing to do to read up to this point), well thank you, I guess??? ehh..nah. haha. Alright...I have an hour to read and learn difficult electrical phyics concepts and do homework. Possible? oh course not. Will I make futile attempts to complete such a task? But of course modofocko! Alright goodnite...Nitro2Go, please keep me going....