| wattttt uppppp |
[Apr. 16th, 2006|02:06 pm] |
doooo, spring break is over, but it was fucking fantastic while it lasted. holla at cho boy. that was last night's phrase.. haha, fo sho. but seriously, thats how its got to be. im out 40 bucks in like 30 mins, but shit, watever. fuck it. it worked. happy flippin easter everyone. i gotta go to church later and represent the tattoo. no take backs and no regrets. but its time to get school crackin back in action and ive got a plan. holla at cho boy if you know what im talking about when i say this. " the birdman dead, i fly in any weather.. " okkk. |
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[Mar. 17th, 2006|10:54 pm] |
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tonight ive felt like i have the biggest void in my life. im missing that feeling, that sense, that drive. this is bogus. see yalls later. |
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| clearing up for last entry |
[Feb. 27th, 2006|11:12 am] |
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| | watever, anything | ] |
i walked into my dad's room, only to walk into a room full of boxes with his stuff in them. its not like i didnt know that this was coming cuz he told me. and when he told me i was just like "watever." but now it sinks in, it being the realization that the man who raised, fed, and sheltered me is now leaving. even though we werent the all-american father/son duo, we still had our moments. but all he really cared about was my education and my health. and thats fucking solid. flashback: i creep downstairs to get a drink while my dad and his friend are watching tv. little did i know they were watching porno. haha so i creep and my dad see me and say "do you want to watch?" i say "no, i want the yoohoo in the fridge." i go and then smile going back upstairs. but now i guess it's time for him to take care of himself and at the same time im gonna have to do the same, with a little help from my mom. im no where close to the man my dad is. i mean he wakes up at 3 am drives to the city of commerce (far) works til at 2 30-3 then comes back home and cooks. and it used to be the same routine but then pick me up at school in the ghetto, and then go home. and he was always the chill dad, never really yelled, but i never wanted to do anything hardcore, cuz i know he would be my ass. experience through my other brother who did stupid things as a teen. flashback: playing catch by myself with a billiards ball in the living room, ball slips and break the glass table. dad comes home later that day and whips me with a billiard stick. even though i blocked it with my arm, my arm was in pain. now that was fucking gangster. but then i ran away, or i rollerbladed away. i think id be a bum if i didnt have my dad. im so lucky, i have a car, insurance, and medical. things i think we take for granted. anywayssss, thats that and thats how its gonna go. its just how i deal with it, thats the tricky one. i guess im an emotional guy when it comes to my family.. so here comes the emotion. thanx for the love errone.. it never ceases to amaze me that people still care bout me. tear. |
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| just a lil sometin sometin |
[Jan. 24th, 2006|03:05 pm] |
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| | boyz to men | ] |
why not update when youre bored at home doin nuffin but watchin tv and movies, eh? so wat do all you cooky mofos wanna know? well, ive found some light through my homeboy, Jesus, who i know from now on will be on my side. actually he'll always be on my body cuz i got him tatted along with the Vigrin Mary also with the rosary piece. my head is pretty clear in the essence that i know what i should be doing and i will end up doing it, or at least trying my hardest. no room for being gay. DBG '06. i guess im playing the cards im dealt and making the best of it, or again try to. prob gonna start assitant coaching boys' volleyball at GHCHS and get back into my passion for volleyball. i wont be the most serious coach cuz i dont take too many things seriously, but im sure i could teach em a lil sometin sometin. gotta cut back on smoking, thats for sure. gotta do well in skool and thats for sure. gotta make life as straight forward as possible, thats for sure. and i cant be gay, and thats FLIPPIN for sure! one love, God bless. |
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[Jan. 12th, 2006|12:04 pm] |
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i could see clearly now, the rain is gone. |
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[Nov. 14th, 2005|01:25 pm] |
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i was lost, then was found. but now, im hardcore lost. |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2005|11:17 pm] |
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i want to smoke a bowl. |
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| "T-pain" |
[Oct. 26th, 2005|06:28 pm] |
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| | giggidy | ] |
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| | the postal service- against all odds | ] |
damnnnnn homie, in high school you was the mannnnnn homie, wtf happened to you?!? wat up dip set? dood good shit goin on.. i got my drive for golf down and my putting is solid. i lost my iron game a lil but it'll come back.. haha golf golf golf.. anyways, who wants to get me a new driver for x-mas? c'mon.. jk.. callaway please.. haha. watevs. fuck i dont know wat to say.. anyways..
i just have one phrase.. "T-pain" |
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[Sep. 29th, 2005|11:13 am] |
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| | satisfied | ] |
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| | jouney- dont stop believing | ] |
waddup nigga jigs.. fuck im bored as fucking fuck shit fuck. lemme give you an update check one two one two.. going to school towards my career in radiologic technology.. i hope to become a radiologist before im 25 in order to have the highest paid doctor job available.. a lil too ambitious so ill push i back to before 30.. but hopefully ill be working in the field before 25 so i could live at home, save money, by myself a whip, make my parents proud, get a mail order bride (jk).. its gonna be pimp.. golf all day with some sick ass clubs, hang out with rich white people.. holla holla.. homies, if anyone wants to have a study date, it'll be kyoote, even if youre a guy.. i just get so lonely, like akon. you know? but i get over it. new sick read : morango is a waste of money and time.. or am i late on that one? i hardly have anymore money to spend cuz i dont work a lot but i want to work at a golf course.. free shittttt!! and i bascially spend all my scrilla on golf anyways. yeah, i used to think golf was for uptight niggas with nothing better to do, but its the time of my life, except when i have a 30 yard chip and i get it 7 feet from the hole instead of 3 feet.. gosh, its heartbreak.. and from going from birdie to bogey.. ridiculous.. aight fooos.. peace niggas!
JUST DO IT!
sorry johnny.. i got new ones.. but i still rock the ones you copped for me.. |
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[Jun. 16th, 2005|11:43 pm] |
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| | the all american rejects- move along | ] |
sad thing is i feel that no one will show up to the beach or even the strip club.. so i have plan B prepared already. =) its not death. i guess im expecting too much for my bday.. so expect me to do the unexpected. |
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| armageddon |
[Jun. 12th, 2005|12:56 pm] |
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| | coldplay- fix you | ] |
at first i thought my nephew was the WHOLE solution to my dysfunctional family. now it seems he is only PART of a WHOLE list of problems that tears this family apart. heres how the story goes... it all starts with me wanting to get drunk and faded for a consecutive night in a row. things didnt go the way i planned, there was laggage.. and it didnt go down. so i sped home from Castaic in disgust.. and on the way home i get a call from my brother asking me where i was.. i said i was on my way home, and this was like at 12 20.. i asked him if he needed anything and he said he had to go to the hospital. i was like wow, i might as well bring him because my night was over and plus he really needed someone to drive him. so i said sure and i brought him to the Veterans hospital off Wilshire Blvd. he got admitted and i waited in the waiting room.. THEN AND THERE i contemplated on things.. first off, thats when i believed that SOME THINGS HAPPEN FOR A REASON- if i was to get drunk and faded, i wouldnt have been able to bring my bro to the hospital and he woulda been in BARNEY. second off, WTF am i doing with these drugs and all, i mean weed isnt THAT bad, but shit that shit is bad. the waiting room got too cold so i migrated back to the car at 1 AM. i slept and thought he would just meet me when he was done.. i dozed off so hardcore that when i woke up it was 4 AM. the bad part was that my brother didnt come back.. so im worried about where he is.. i walked in panic back into the hospital, wondering wats the hold up.. i didnt know exactly where he was so i walked around in panic as i couldnt find him until i was pointed in the right direction.. it was late and there was like no one there.. i get inside and ask where my brother is.. they reveal him in his vulnerable state as he layed in his bed.. they said he had short of breath from anxiety and anxiousness and gave him medication to calm down. i wondered how much longer he would take and asked them. they said i should wait a couple more hours til 6 so the doctor can realease him. so they gave me a blanket so i can wait in the waiting room.. (that blanket was baller) anyways i slept in there and there was this guy that was making some crazy ass noises.. i dunno but i thought he was masturbating without his hand.. cuz he was like "oh shit, oh boy" but yeah he wasnt.. he wasnt at the hospital to masturbate.. thats when another realization came when i figured i didnt want to be like this guy.. so my brother comes out and taps me at 8 AM and im like wow,, wtf.. so we go home and get there when my mom just scolds my brother for being unhealthy.. im like wtf and my bro is like wtf.. then her logic came into play when she she said she was mad at the fact that hes been there a couple of times and she wants them to find out wats really wrong with him and not having to keep going back. then she says that ever since he moved back into the house its been nothing but problems, and i know she was talking about Ian, my nephew. i countered for my bro saying "its not his fault! would you rather let him just die!! and not live anymore?!?" thats when i realized that i couldnt live with this shit anymore... its over. |
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[May. 27th, 2005|10:47 am] |
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| | mraz- you and i both | ] |
its official.. i cant have children.. jk thats from SNL.. wow im lame. June 18 all you livejournaler tramps better be at Zuma for my bday. or else ill throw some elbows. lemme tell you whats up... THATS WHATS UP NIGGA! hah i had a dream that Lindsay Lohan gave me a BJ. |
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[May. 18th, 2005|12:19 pm] |
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its official.. i am in LOVE with Dante Ian Manansala III.. my nephew. |
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| this shit is bananas |
[May. 15th, 2005|12:54 pm] |
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| | the killers- ALL these things that ive done | ] |
aight check 1 2 1 2... 3/4 alize bleu got stallOWNED by MUAH, mingle dingled,..., kicked it on the dance for, ..., boned the fuck out. good times, very eventful, night for the ages, DO IT AGAIN? |
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[May. 6th, 2005|11:42 am] |
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| | boyz to men- yesterday | ] |
im over this thing.. maybe i need a myspace.. BUT i would never stoop to that level.. even though i might meet some interesting people/FRIENDS. bye |
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| wow |
[May. 3rd, 2005|10:32 am] |
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| | china chang | ] |
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| | oliver james- half-life | ] |
lemme tell you something.. i was at the park yesterday, alone and by myself. i tried to do pull ups.. i could only do FIVE.. its hard and sore. as i sat in the sand thingie, i saw this little girl run pretty fast towards it.. it was so funny how her attempts to jump and grab the metal thing failed.. she was so close but yet so far. i saw her tummy.. ooooooooooo. stop. all humor aside, it was a epiphagnynigagagina., how do you spell that shit? i was there to kill time. i wish i didnt have time to kill. for me i would like to spend each second of my life doing something important/ positive/ productive. but its sad that i dont have that many things to do to fulfil that. i suggest the same to everyone else.. do something before its too late. go party. go study. go to school. go work out. go work. go chill. go sleep. do something. please. just dont sit at the park, alone, wondering wat you can be doing at just do it. |
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| hhahah |
[Apr. 21st, 2005|01:37 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | dorky | ] |
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| | jason mraz- the remedy | ] |
wow.. i had a crazy china chang dream.. i think i was back in the 6os/70s and i was partying.. and yeah everyone was having a good time.. then i was hooking up with this one chick.. haha then she had one of those long lighters for the oven or wat not.. and she tried to burn me and light me on fire.. im like "you crazy whore" but then i took it away from her and continued to fondle her.. then she started convulsing, and spazing out and having seizures.. hahhaha i was SCARED!!!! and then i was like WTF are you doing with your life.. then she died.. i was like wow, okay. for some reason i thought she overdoesed on cocaine or something.. but when i looked around the party, there were no drugs.. so i was confused.. end of dream
as for reality, its pretty good.. balled up riverside beatmyneese, danced with the red bull girls, lost at gambling, lost at claw game, but it was worth it, even though things could have had a different outcome. thank you to everyone who made it possible.... |
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