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Friday, May 25, 2007

Fri, 25 May 2007 23:45:57 GMT

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Tue, 06 Jun 2006 19:25:25 GMT

Saturday, April 29, 2006

Sat, 29 Apr 2006 21:51:09 GMT

Friday, October 21, 2005

Fri, 21 Oct 2005 18:20:24 GMT

Kissing <3

I've kissed someone...

[*] on the cheek.
[*] on the lips.
[*] on their neck.
[*] on their stomach.
[*] on their hands.
[*] in my room.
[*] in their room.
[*] of the opposite sex.
[*] of the same sex [does family count?]
[*] younger than me.
[*] older than me.
[*] with black hair.
[*] with curly hair.
[*] with blonde hair.
[*] with a tattoo.
[*] with straight hair.
[*] shorter than me.
[*] with a lip ring.
[*] with a tounge ring.
[*] when i was drunk.
[*] taller than me.
[ ] who was high.
[*] just before bed.
[*] late at night.
[*] who I really didnt want to kiss.
[*] who was going out with someone else.
[*] on a bed.
[*] two people at the same time.
[ ] right after you've kissed somebody else... or at the same time.
[ ] in a graveyard
[*] against a wall.
[*] at a show.
[*] at the beach.
[*] in a pool/hottub.
[*] who was/is a good friend.
[*] in the rain.
[*] in a car.
[ ] on a plane.
[*] in the movies.
[*] in a bathroom.
[*] in the dark.
[ ] on a roof top
[*] under water.
[*] at the park.
[*] while people were watching
[*] on a roller coaster

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Tue, 23 Aug 2005 04:43:07 GMT

so yea... I'm still alive...

Monday, June 06, 2005

Mon, 06 Jun 2005 05:26:22 GMT

So, inbetween the studying it hit me, it's been 7 years 363 days since my mother died... since a part of me died, since I lost my innocence, since I realized that the world wasn't this great big happy place. 7 years and 363 days since I heard her voice, since I hugged her, since I saw her last. 7 years and 363 days and I still can remember it like yesterday, hell like it happened earlier today, sometimes the pain is so much I feel like I can't go on, but I know I have to cause it's what she would have wanted for me. It's just hard you know? Knowing that she won't be there to see me graduate, to follow in her footsteps with an English degree, she won't be there to see me get married, to have children. 7 years and 363 days, and it doesn't hurt any less now than it did then... will it ever subside?

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Tue, 10 May 2005 18:54:51 GMT

Yo yo yo! I'm still alive peoples... school and work are busy as usual. I just wanted to say:

CONGRATS to

Scott, Andrew, Sara, Tara and Ted, who are all graduating this May! And a belated congrats to Lia. :]

I'm so proud of you guys!

Love you all!

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

Tue, 22 Feb 2005 06:29:36 GMT

So my good buddy B wrote this little diddy about me. Personally I think she's a little off her rocker for thinking such nice things about me... but hey, lets go with her image of me, cause as they say ignorance is bliss.

Athena.

What can I say about Athena?

Well, her real name is Noelle. We just call her Athena…well because…we do. I’m not too sure why or how she got that nickname, but it’s stuck with her. She’s mixed, Okinawan and Mexican. NEVER would have guessed it though.

About my height, tanned complexion, and brown eyes. Real pretty they are…sparkling with something playful and wicked. As for her hair, ah..don’t ask me. It’s been dyed so many times, so many colors. It’s a wonder how it hasn’t fallen out by now. Actually, it’s thick and shiny, with a few streaks of red running through the black mass.

She wears whatever's in her closet, which is basically a bit of everything. She doesn't wear makeup, unless it's MAC, but she doesn't need makeup.

She’s really an admirable person. She’s upbeat and always willing to lend a hand to anyone and everyone. She’ll fly you to the moon, teach you a language, and if you ask nice enough, she’ll take you on a ride on Sally’s comet. She's the kind of girl that brings me soup when I'm sick, and would be happy to give me the world if only I asked for it. She’s also the type of girl to pop her three inch heel into your temple if you piss her off, but no one has managed to do that yet.

Athena’s wonderful. Athena’s great. Athena’s amazing. She’s beautiful, inside and out. And that’s all that matters.

B, since you wrote such wonderful things about me... enjoy (and remember to not drool on your keyboard)

isn't he pretty?

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Wed, 16 Feb 2005 07:41:49 GMT

Yo se que tienes un nuevo amor
Sin embargo te deseo lo mejor
Si en mi no encontreste felicidad
Tal vez alguien mas te la dara

Como la flor
Con tanto amor
Me diste tu
Se marichito
Me marcho hoy
Yo se peder
Pero, aye
Como me duele

Si veras como duele
Perder tu amor
Con tu adios
Te llevas mi corazon
No se si puede volver amar
Porque te di todo amor
Que pude dar

Translation:

I know you have a new love
Never the less I wish you the best
If in me you have found no happiness
Perhaps someone else will give it to you

Like the flower
With so much love
Like I gave to you
It withered and died
And here I am today
I know how to loose
But oh how it hurts

Oh how it hurts
To loose your love
With you're farewell you take
With you my heart
I don't know if I"ll ever love again
Because I gave you all the love I had to give

I don't know why, but I've been in the biggest mexican mood lately, must be my ethnic lit class...

"Dear San Antonio de Padua,
I would appreciate it very much if you sent me a man who speaks Spanish, who at least can pronounce his name the way it's supposed tobe pronounced. Someone please who never calls himself "Hispanic" unless he's applying for a grant from Washington D.C." Sandra Cisneros.

LOL Amen to that, I'm not hispanic, or latin, I'm Mexican-American, a chicana. Soy una chicana, Viva la Raza!

"I've never married and never will. Not because I couldn't, but because I'm too romantic for marriage. Marriage has failed me, you could say. Not a man exists who hasn't disappointed me, whom I could trust to love the way I've loved. It's because I believe too much in marriage that I don't. Beter to not marry than live a lie." Sandra Cisneros

"Too much tail. All that jewelry weighs it down. Like vanity. Can't nobody fy with all that shit. Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weighs you down." Toni Morrison, from Song of Soloman, (the reference is to a peacock)

Absence does for love what the wind does for a flame... extinguishes the weak and fuels the strong.

Saturday, January 29, 2005

Sat, 29 Jan 2005 21:03:42 GMT

Lets see here.... It's been awhile since I updated... what had happened...

First off, my birthday party December 26... crazy shit man :) Threw up twice, gotta love the porceline gods, and his jester the trashcan... played in the rain with Steve, who was quite salty about it, for a while, then mellowed out, and helped the drunken birthday girl walk. I laughed at everything, and I mean e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g. Scott threw up before I did, he's a panty like that. I think I ended the night with around 12 shots and two Steve sized marguritas. Next morning went to Aunty Jan's for eggs benedict... ono stuff.

Went to Dave and Busters a couple of times, met Tara's new squeeze Nick, who thought I was hot, so he rocks! Got plenty of shot glasses... Kicked everyone's ass in basketball the second time around. I got a stuffed unicorn. Yay for me.

Went to Ocean's, didn't get in. Steve's friends flaked out, so it was just Steve, Scottie, Diane, Sara, and Lia's friend Brady. Lia bailed on us to go to Oceans... had fun dancing at Reign, dollar drink night, although I didn't drink too much. Had a lychee shot that was pretty good though. Got my groove on on the dance floor which was nice cause I hadn't been clubbing in a while. Me and Sara had little lesbian moment on the floor which some strange guy tried to get in on, thank goodness for big brothers like Stevie-Poo and Scottie. Went to Liliha Bakery for breakfast, ono stuff man.

Went to Ka'ena point with Ted, she needs to send the pictures to me!!!

This past weekend, on Friday Stevie-Poo drove up to LA to go to Andrew's party. Steve got fucked the hell up, it was a good time man. Then he lost his wallet, and was pretty mellow about it, it's a good thing I decided to go back to look for it, otherwise he probably would have cried the next morning when he figured out what happened. Saw Tony there, he's still cute :) Ryan was hella drunk too as was Andrew, they are both highly entertaining drunks.

Saturday, drove down to San Diego so Steve could pimp me out to his friend Mitch Darling, who was a little too shy for my taste. But he was cool, went to The E Street Alley to go dancing. Met Steve's other coworker Michelle, she's hella cool. Drank about 100$'s worth of stuff and didn't really get a buzz, the stuff was watered down me thinks... but rumplemints I highly recommend. :) Danced like crazy, never gotten so hot on the dance floor before. Drive home I think was the highlight of the evening. Scott was falling asleep in the back seat while Steve and I were fucking screaming rock songs at the top of our lungs. Drove through some pretty crazy fog.

Schools been alright, eight hours of english twice a week can be brutal, but hey I have four day weekeds. It would have been nice to be in Utah snowboarding this weekend, but my unofficial sugar daddy couldn't afford it. I think I made him broke :(

I am now looking for a new sugar daddy to buy me pretty things and take me places.

I think that's it.

We got our scene's in the nativity play, and I'm the lobsta!