***ARCHIVED FROM MYSPACE: 7/21/08***
Whatchu know about DA LOU???
hahaha, So yea, I'm hours away from being picked up and taken to my bro from Nebraska, Vince's pad in LA so we can leave bright and early tomorrow, Tuesday, morning from LAX "en route" to Cleveland then St. Louis. Yea so Imma be over there for my Fraternity's annual International Convention, it'ds gonna be da shiet. Workshops and stuff, kinda like JSA (Junior Statesmen of America) stuff, then partying it up and roaming the streets at night. It's dope, meeting Pikes from all across the nation and Canada and wherever else and yea, meeting "the legends" and all that...its gonna be off the fuckin chain...crazy....cant wait.
So yea I should be back in a week I think.
TEE-WHITERS, TI-LOOTERS, TEAM-DWEEZLES, and of course....TI LASE.
Monday, July 26, 2004
Monday, July 5, 2004
Indo-pendence Day
So today was a blast.
Haha, woke up at 4pm because I got home earlier at 630am from the night b4. lovely, eh?
So, my whole fam is at my house firing up the grill, getting ready...ya know, so i do my rounds of saying "sup" as I stumble around all groggy, but i shower and take off to church for 5pm Mass cuz I obviously didn't go in the morning. Wow, it's really sad...MOST PITIFUL attendance at Life Teen EVER. okay, so the two side sections of pews...COMPLETELY EMPTY. no shit. the two center ailes...eh, people sparsely seated within the first 10 rows or so.
Yea, trully pituful...WHERE THE HELL DID EVERYONE FREAKIN GO???? i remember this place used to be packed. yea, it's not the same without FR. Chris, but still man...yea he was awesome, but c'mon, u gotta keep goin. MEH-evers.
So I get back home at like 630, BBQ still goin, good frickin grub...toite, i DJed with my bros equip....it was fun....it'd been i think like 4 years since the last time I actually got behind the turntables n seriously mixed. I should get back into it....meh...whatever...it was SUPER fun though just mixing for like 2 hours straight.
So yea, after there were like 5 diff. parties goin on, but I decided to go to Rick's cuz I knew some homies would be there. It's sad I didn't get to chill with Steve in Santa Monica cuz I called him back to late and he had already gone and like he prolly had a bunch of white biznatches with him...hahahaha. I called him three times cuz he said Joel was gonna be there, but each time I called, he wasnt there yet...damn what happened to that dude, haven't like really kicked it with him in forever....sux, but yea, so I figured Steve prolly already knows errbody thurr and I wouldn't so meh, let him have fun. oh well, plus my bro Jay called me super late and I could barely hear what he was saying, so din go to P-Town. Vic was in Santa Monica too, but where he was at it was dead. And later, Sean called me and told me some other party that Harvey had told him about was dead. So I made the awesomest choice to go to Montebello/Pico anyway. So I get to Rick's and Jabra's bein all crazy with fireworks in the street....haha this homie across the street in a wheelchair was shootin shit in the air/at cars...it was cool. But yea, his whole family was there, there was still some food, so I ate...damn, i missed out on the tri-tip though...SUUUUX....oh shmell. So yea, it was Rick, Daisy, Jabra, David, Carlos, plus a ton of others and it was some good times. Pounded from the keg, Malibu Rumdeezy, gettin tipsy up in thurrr, good shit. Anycooter, it was fun times...oh yea later Carlos' homegirl Patti/Patty, whatever came by....she was cool people...David super tryin to get at her....that was funny....everyone was drunk except for me....cuz I knew I didn't feel like coming home super late and din feel like crashin...I don't think that chick was really tipsy either, but everyone else was, so it was funny as shit...fuckin everyone was hilarious for real....like usually, if I'm not faded off the alcohol, people that are just seem dumb to me but these foos were actually funnyshits.
Anycunt, I just got home, it was a dope day...and i'm tired...late.
Haha, woke up at 4pm because I got home earlier at 630am from the night b4. lovely, eh?
So, my whole fam is at my house firing up the grill, getting ready...ya know, so i do my rounds of saying "sup" as I stumble around all groggy, but i shower and take off to church for 5pm Mass cuz I obviously didn't go in the morning. Wow, it's really sad...MOST PITIFUL attendance at Life Teen EVER. okay, so the two side sections of pews...COMPLETELY EMPTY. no shit. the two center ailes...eh, people sparsely seated within the first 10 rows or so.
Yea, trully pituful...WHERE THE HELL DID EVERYONE FREAKIN GO???? i remember this place used to be packed. yea, it's not the same without FR. Chris, but still man...yea he was awesome, but c'mon, u gotta keep goin. MEH-evers.
So I get back home at like 630, BBQ still goin, good frickin grub...toite, i DJed with my bros equip....it was fun....it'd been i think like 4 years since the last time I actually got behind the turntables n seriously mixed. I should get back into it....meh...whatever...it was SUPER fun though just mixing for like 2 hours straight.
So yea, after there were like 5 diff. parties goin on, but I decided to go to Rick's cuz I knew some homies would be there. It's sad I didn't get to chill with Steve in Santa Monica cuz I called him back to late and he had already gone and like he prolly had a bunch of white biznatches with him...hahahaha. I called him three times cuz he said Joel was gonna be there, but each time I called, he wasnt there yet...damn what happened to that dude, haven't like really kicked it with him in forever....sux, but yea, so I figured Steve prolly already knows errbody thurr and I wouldn't so meh, let him have fun. oh well, plus my bro Jay called me super late and I could barely hear what he was saying, so din go to P-Town. Vic was in Santa Monica too, but where he was at it was dead. And later, Sean called me and told me some other party that Harvey had told him about was dead. So I made the awesomest choice to go to Montebello/Pico anyway. So I get to Rick's and Jabra's bein all crazy with fireworks in the street....haha this homie across the street in a wheelchair was shootin shit in the air/at cars...it was cool. But yea, his whole family was there, there was still some food, so I ate...damn, i missed out on the tri-tip though...SUUUUX....oh shmell. So yea, it was Rick, Daisy, Jabra, David, Carlos, plus a ton of others and it was some good times. Pounded from the keg, Malibu Rumdeezy, gettin tipsy up in thurrr, good shit. Anycooter, it was fun times...oh yea later Carlos' homegirl Patti/Patty, whatever came by....she was cool people...David super tryin to get at her....that was funny....everyone was drunk except for me....cuz I knew I didn't feel like coming home super late and din feel like crashin...I don't think that chick was really tipsy either, but everyone else was, so it was funny as shit...fuckin everyone was hilarious for real....like usually, if I'm not faded off the alcohol, people that are just seem dumb to me but these foos were actually funnyshits.
Anycunt, I just got home, it was a dope day...and i'm tired...late.
Saturday, July 3, 2004
Ode to my Liver
So yea I was thinking the other day that this summer has been kinda "meh".
Like, last summer it seemed like I was out all the freakin time, partying, going places, constantly driving somewhere to have a good ass time.
This summer, I thought has been kinda weak.
But I just was "awoken" by a phone call about an hour ago (445 PM) and like i was like, damn, last nights party was pretty freakin kick ass.
Funny how I thought it was just gonna be a lil kick back, cuz thats what it was supposed to be like a week ago, and since then I just been working and hadnt had a chance to talk to my bros.
So I show up, and fuck the inside of the house has totally been like remodeled and shit. Super a PIKE house now. It can never be "official" since its not owned by our alumni, but as far as I/we are concerned, it looks like a true pike house now....haha well kind of... Fully decorated, all our shit is up, plaques, flags, composite photos, couches outside, fuckin dartboard, a brand new Pike Beer Pong table designed by an awesome Chi Omega, our lovely Dreamgirl Lisa, she's cool as hell that she made us that shit, haha Mobo's got it made. Anyway, yea its dope....haha "Pike Cock goes here"...that doorway was dope...yea last night was a success...had I known, I woulda called people ahead of time, but whatever...there will always be a next time...and soon.
So yea, I kinda got offtrack, but basically...I been partying, beeing a hooligan, drinking, hookahing it up, with all my buddies Jabra, Rick, David, Ronnie, and even Rick's cool ass bro Eric...that fools down as shit.
oh yea, and hooters was tite the other day, me and the aforementioned peeps minus Eric plus Katie and Veronica and Chris Rice went to hooters....it kinda sucked cuz we were in the Rosa Parks back section all by ourselves, not rewally, but in the back, and it kinda sucked cuz we werent completely engulfed in the hooters atmoshphere....but yyyyyEAH. oh yea, and Christine, i forgot her last name, but class of 01, ethel's homegirl, she works there, and she was a cool hooter girl..haha.
AAAAaaaanywhoot, I'm out.
Like, last summer it seemed like I was out all the freakin time, partying, going places, constantly driving somewhere to have a good ass time.
This summer, I thought has been kinda weak.
But I just was "awoken" by a phone call about an hour ago (445 PM) and like i was like, damn, last nights party was pretty freakin kick ass.
Funny how I thought it was just gonna be a lil kick back, cuz thats what it was supposed to be like a week ago, and since then I just been working and hadnt had a chance to talk to my bros.
So I show up, and fuck the inside of the house has totally been like remodeled and shit. Super a PIKE house now. It can never be "official" since its not owned by our alumni, but as far as I/we are concerned, it looks like a true pike house now....haha well kind of... Fully decorated, all our shit is up, plaques, flags, composite photos, couches outside, fuckin dartboard, a brand new Pike Beer Pong table designed by an awesome Chi Omega, our lovely Dreamgirl Lisa, she's cool as hell that she made us that shit, haha Mobo's got it made. Anyway, yea its dope....haha "Pike Cock goes here"...that doorway was dope...yea last night was a success...had I known, I woulda called people ahead of time, but whatever...there will always be a next time...and soon.
So yea, I kinda got offtrack, but basically...I been partying, beeing a hooligan, drinking, hookahing it up, with all my buddies Jabra, Rick, David, Ronnie, and even Rick's cool ass bro Eric...that fools down as shit.
oh yea, and hooters was tite the other day, me and the aforementioned peeps minus Eric plus Katie and Veronica and Chris Rice went to hooters....it kinda sucked cuz we were in the Rosa Parks back section all by ourselves, not rewally, but in the back, and it kinda sucked cuz we werent completely engulfed in the hooters atmoshphere....but yyyyyEAH. oh yea, and Christine, i forgot her last name, but class of 01, ethel's homegirl, she works there, and she was a cool hooter girl..haha.
AAAAaaaanywhoot, I'm out.
Monday, June 28, 2004
First blog thing...explanation of truths.
***ARCHIVED FROM MYSPACE: 7/21/08***
So that second part of the title didn't make sense...
Kay, so I always considered the word blog...fat...haha, I mean, gay...but seeing it so much now, it just seems normal. So, meh, I guess I'll write one. Yea, I haven't written in my livejournal for over a month now, cuz I really don't care about it. It's pretty whack. I usually don't have much excess energy to be writing about my days, cuz when I'm done, I just wanna relax, not catalog it. So yea, plus I don't really care bout other peoples' lives....hahah nah just messin. Just lotsa shady people on there I've realized, so nuff bout that. And then there r those whose days I enjoy...or rather, don't mind....reading about, because it's interesting, or cuz I haven't seen that group of people in a while...or cuz there r cool pictures. Yah, and when there's pics, I just look at those and dont really read the actual entry...cept for george, he usually has some cool shit to say, and he doesn't overwrite. So it's coolo....yes, culo.
Super delirious mode because I haven't slept all night...went to the gym, then to BJs with all the AB peeps, new and O.G..., cuz sheila's leaving wescove...sessioned with rex and chris b....damn that was fun as always..."it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday" and "in the still of the night"...and when I got bored ...carl thomas' "i wish"....so yea, then hookah with rick, jabra, david, ronnie, and david's co-twerkers...esp. that dude...ahzmar...he's a cool cat...then guill and P-NEL rolled up. damn before last night, hadn't seen phil nelson in like 3 years...crazy...so then Denny's for the second night in a row with the same peeps, haha me being ghetto as usualy, ronnie braking my water glass with tabasco, hahahah and he body rolled and cwalked and full nelson was havin a ball. raced on Beach Blvd. haha, kinda....stayed out til 5, got home, din wanna sleep right away, so I came on, checked email, downloaded music, changed my MySpace page a lil and ya, now I'm hurrrr...think Imma delete my livejournal cuz it's whack. Longest sentence ever. Oh and delete friendster...that shit's super gay.
So yea, MySpace is cool cuz it's like all in one. And like I'm talkin to people I haven't talked to in years or whatever, Amat people, AB people, Pikes, and random people I know from parties n shiet...the greatest is nasty-ass, tow-up, weird chicks n dude I've never known or heard of from like Minnesota or Alaska or China trying to add me and I'm like what the hell?
Yea, it's official, I'm delirious...maybe I should sleep cuz I've got work at 3. Meh.
So that second part of the title didn't make sense...
Kay, so I always considered the word blog...fat...haha, I mean, gay...but seeing it so much now, it just seems normal. So, meh, I guess I'll write one. Yea, I haven't written in my livejournal for over a month now, cuz I really don't care about it. It's pretty whack. I usually don't have much excess energy to be writing about my days, cuz when I'm done, I just wanna relax, not catalog it. So yea, plus I don't really care bout other peoples' lives....hahah nah just messin. Just lotsa shady people on there I've realized, so nuff bout that. And then there r those whose days I enjoy...or rather, don't mind....reading about, because it's interesting, or cuz I haven't seen that group of people in a while...or cuz there r cool pictures. Yah, and when there's pics, I just look at those and dont really read the actual entry...cept for george, he usually has some cool shit to say, and he doesn't overwrite. So it's coolo....yes, culo.
Super delirious mode because I haven't slept all night...went to the gym, then to BJs with all the AB peeps, new and O.G..., cuz sheila's leaving wescove...sessioned with rex and chris b....damn that was fun as always..."it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday" and "in the still of the night"...and when I got bored ...carl thomas' "i wish"....so yea, then hookah with rick, jabra, david, ronnie, and david's co-twerkers...esp. that dude...ahzmar...he's a cool cat...then guill and P-NEL rolled up. damn before last night, hadn't seen phil nelson in like 3 years...crazy...so then Denny's for the second night in a row with the same peeps, haha me being ghetto as usualy, ronnie braking my water glass with tabasco, hahahah and he body rolled and cwalked and full nelson was havin a ball. raced on Beach Blvd. haha, kinda....stayed out til 5, got home, din wanna sleep right away, so I came on, checked email, downloaded music, changed my MySpace page a lil and ya, now I'm hurrrr...think Imma delete my livejournal cuz it's whack. Longest sentence ever. Oh and delete friendster...that shit's super gay.
So yea, MySpace is cool cuz it's like all in one. And like I'm talkin to people I haven't talked to in years or whatever, Amat people, AB people, Pikes, and random people I know from parties n shiet...the greatest is nasty-ass, tow-up, weird chicks n dude I've never known or heard of from like Minnesota or Alaska or China trying to add me and I'm like what the hell?
Yea, it's official, I'm delirious...maybe I should sleep cuz I've got work at 3. Meh.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
wow disppointment at its best
okay, so I'm taking a break from cleaning my room...and heres why
I'm cleaning out my closet...and I find this big box of stuff I had saved from high school, and all I have to say is wow
I can't believe I used to be able to write like that....so well...
I had an awesome vocabulary....
I was reading a bunch of in-class essays I did for history classes and I found my personal statement...the last time I wrote it..which was, obviously the best version, that I submitted to USC. too bad I sent it in a day to late. I read letters from West Point, and correspondance between me and them...too bad I never went to take the DODMERB in time. Reminders of how much of a fuckup I was becoming at the midpoint of my senior year...and since then...nuthin but foul-ups. dammit
I read a couple copies of diff. rec letters I had from different teachers...that was weird...I forgot I used to be like that.
I was going through my high school grades, SATs and all that shit....and different things I wrote for diff classes about how much I yearn for the opportunity to go to a good school and succeed in life. Well, dammit, I'm such an asshole. It seems like all I'm doing is fuckin up and being completely apathetic.
God, I'm such a dissapointment.
I'm cleaning out my closet...and I find this big box of stuff I had saved from high school, and all I have to say is wow
I can't believe I used to be able to write like that....so well...
I had an awesome vocabulary....
I was reading a bunch of in-class essays I did for history classes and I found my personal statement...the last time I wrote it..which was, obviously the best version, that I submitted to USC. too bad I sent it in a day to late. I read letters from West Point, and correspondance between me and them...too bad I never went to take the DODMERB in time. Reminders of how much of a fuckup I was becoming at the midpoint of my senior year...and since then...nuthin but foul-ups. dammit
I read a couple copies of diff. rec letters I had from different teachers...that was weird...I forgot I used to be like that.
I was going through my high school grades, SATs and all that shit....and different things I wrote for diff classes about how much I yearn for the opportunity to go to a good school and succeed in life. Well, dammit, I'm such an asshole. It seems like all I'm doing is fuckin up and being completely apathetic.
God, I'm such a dissapointment.
Friday, June 11, 2004
Monday, June 7, 2004
cant wait...summer please come
dammit i want it to be summer and automatically get As in my classes without taking finals. dammit. I have so much work to do that I couldve gotten done last weekend...or all quarter...but now its all accumulated and i have to do it.SHIT my heads gonna explode
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