December 2009
39 posts
My mom just interrupted my at home yoga session to tell me she forgot to wear a bra at work. HAHA. silly saggy breasted woman.
Mary
And another one. haha. This first derived from the idea of rape. Rape and its consequences on the victim. But reading it back now, I’d say it’s more about having faith. Thanks Prof. Nick! I guess poetry is cool.
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She stood in front of the man and his home and she prayed
Someone kicked her in her stomach, a breath stolen from...
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I found this poem I had to do for my creative writing class last fall semester. How scary it was being a freshman! And how exciting and sad it is when life takes you away from your comfort zone and places you on different paths from those you love the most. If I had to name it now.. I’d prob call it “Lost” just ‘cus that’s kinda how I felt last fall.. lost and confused. But what once was lost is...
Life on paper.
I decided to clean my closest today. I decided to sort through my 3 filing boxes of notebooks, papers, post-its, magazine clippings, books.. and I’m so glad I did.
Reading through old journal entries, thoughts scribbled on random scrap papers, old assignments, brainstorming notebooks, old scripts I used to write for HS drama class, stories, so interesting!
And again inspiration has struck...
12/27/09 via Microsoft Word
This past week I’ve discovered that you find inspiration in the most odd and the most random of places.
Maybe it’s the Holidays. Maybe it is because the New Year is knocking at my door like the UPS man delivering a bubble-wrapped fresh start. Or Maybe it’s the fact that I am exuding more estrogen hormones than usual because my regal arrived just in time for Christmas. I really don’t know. But...
Who Am I
While waiting for our waiter to stop taking her sweet time lolligagging instead of taking our order at P.F. Changs..
ME: (imagining a situation w our lolligagger) Do you not know who I am?!
JEREMY: .. I’m HUNGRY!!!
REGLA, IS THAT YOU?!
In the worst freaking mood. I am going to be such the asshole tonight when I go to xmas in the park with family and cousins.
I know I shouldn’t be the asshole.. but its so hard not to be when you’re in such a bad freakin’ mood. even my face can’t hide it. you think my default looks hella scary.. well when im upset a perma-scowl sticks to my face and my brow furrows like...
Best car game you'll ever know..
Turn on the radio.. hmm preferably to 106.1 because i really can’t imagine playing this game to poppy white people music.. or jayshinder music. It has to be sexy music. haha! it works best!
Then with whichever song comes on you have to imagine a scene!
Bages, Kristee and twin Nikki and I were so on the nose with a Goapeles -first love. Can’t you just image a coffee shop.. black...
I would like to sleeps. but i can’t.
i’d like to say more, but i shan’t.
can you guess what my favorite and least favorite letter of the alibata is?
can you guess what my favorite and least favorite letter of the greek alphabet is?
whoa kind of an unintentional poem but not. haha.
It's almost my tumblr-versary!
About three more months till “Growing Pains&Gains” is a year old.
Rewind six months or so ago and my tumbls we’re so introspective and personal and a lil moody. Well the description of this tumblr is “A Documentation of Life” (how precocious was I when I did that? hah) I guess that just means that my life has been lacking depth lately. Sometimes I really do miss...
the Stink
I HATE fake ass people. And time and time again you prove yourself to be a shady ass person.
Keep to your word nigga or don’t even bother to talk.
This goes out to YOU: My faith really is failing with you. I guess I know what your priorities are. You reap what you sow and I really do hope you live and learn.
I want an A in a box and wrapped with a bow
So my Kuya Chris is studying in the kitchen and I am studying in the living room. We both wanted the living room but i beat him too it. And I made sure all my shit was covering every inch of the dinning table so I didnt have to share! hahah. just kidding my shit just happened to be spilled everywhere. But were both really sad and cant concentrate.
I can hear him grunting in the other room over a...
I hate when people leave!
off of some of my favorite t.v. series.
they die, they get left at the alter, they run away with massive dyke-y ex-cons named dusty.
first dana, then carmen, now helena!
re-visiting some of my favorite dvds. yes, im ignoring my bio final. shooooooot i got all night.
Bill Nie The Science Guy
I stole this from Kristine’s status and she stole this from her nutrition text book:
“Drinking a stimulant (redbull) with a depressant (vodka) may mask the effects of alcohol, making you feel more sober than you really are.”
How interesting! How fun! Who wants to celebrate after finals and try this out?!
When shit hits the fan.. things get stinky.
– Hood y Wobbles
MY BAYAHHHHHDDDDD.
I was working the register this morning and this big black guy comes up and mumbles a question or his order.. idk.
and i hear “do you guys still have the computer cds?”
“uhhhhh. im sorry what was that?”
“can i get a small computer cd? do you guys still sell it?”
and i think…weird. this is a cafe..ahh-duh. “Oh im sorry we actually don’t sell...
iamsashafierce:
BITCHASSNESS.
X a certain number.
sup, diddy.
WOWWWWWW. REALLY THOUGH? YOU DON’T DESERVE SHIT.
seeing into the future
ME: I can’t wait till im a teacher. Then I can use roller backpacks and NOT get made fun of! I really want one. They look so cool!
EDGARDO: Sometimes, when I want to buy shirts I remind myself not to because I’m gonna get buff. My arms are gonna expand and theyre just not gonna fit! …..(HAH! CHYAH RIGHT!)
Whew
Just to put it out there.. I really wish I had a more clever title for this tumbl.. “Whew”? Really? I disappoint myself.
One of the things, if not THE ONE thing, that makes me absolutely stress out nervous is public speaking. I hate it!
And today I had to do a mock job interview in front of my Comm 101 class and talk about communication theories that I just barely understand while...
F.I.N.A.L.S. = Fuck.. I never actually learned this shit
so clever. so true.
Edgardo is in my bathroom
He did a number two.
I heard him yelling for my while i was in the livingroom.
I called, “What?! Did you clog it?!”
He yelled back, “…..No. But do you have a Tabo?”
HAHA.
Marjorie is in my pantry.
I couldn’t find my Tabo so I told him to just wipe.
He asked, “Okay. But then how much toilet paper do you normally use?”