December 2009
88 posts
i woke up this morining...
himishl:
and there was snow on the ground! :D
I woke up this morining after it rained last night…and there was STILL snow on the ground! I want it gone! Nowwww!
2009
Some things I still remember.
Significant, unnecessary, pointless things. Celebrated for a couple of seconds in the living room of our Maryland home. Drank apple and grape cider with my brother while my parents drank white wine. Tried white wine. Didn’t like white wine. Forgot to wish Rashmia a happy birthday on midnight of the 3rd. Mom turned 49 two days after. Recorded numerous attempts of a...
Screw BYOB. It’s all about BYOC.
For bring your own controllers.
Macbook Pro > Electronic Drum Set
Russell has chosen. Now Russell must wait…
I love how my dad still buys my mom Hello Kitty things because of her obsession over it. My mom just called me and my brother over to their bedroom screaming to show us a Hello Kitty lamp he got her. Even the switch to pull it is Hello Kitty’s head. It’s all kinds of adorbz.
A lot of people beat themselves up over not “finding someone” during high school. And a lot of people roll their eyes to those kids, saying it isn’t a big deal; they have a long way to go, they’re still young. I’m actually one of those people that shake my head to those kids that sigh and frown about it. I don’t understand why it’s such a big deal.
But...
Two more weeks of winter break for me. I want an entire day to myself where I can just record all of the songs I’ve made and finished. Like, good quality. Not that digital camera quality. And I wanna add a second guitar. But PAH! I have no decent microphone. Nor do I have a laptop that would handle a few more audio programs, or any programs actually. Therefore, I am not motivated to record...
I wasn’t talking about cars.
I sort of can’t wait until January 11th and 12th. I like seeing new cars I might be able to drive myself one day. I hope these cars aren’t whack like last time, though. Last time, all I saw were used cars. The paint jobs were on-point, but the insides smelled like weed and booze somehow. I don’t even remember if I saw rosaries hung on any of the rear-views. I remember I was looking at this one...
I’m looking at my old, private entries on my Tastyword blog that I used to vent on all the time. While reading some of it — and I’ll be reading most of it — I seriously feel like going back in time to slap this silly Russell and his naive self.
I feel like I'm too skinny for a v-neck.
2009 To-Do List
1. Go to Pre-con AND Conference.
2. Learn to sing better. (Hahaha, I actually wrote this?)
3. Make my own song, finish it, and like it.
4. Learn to paint with Photoshop. (In progress…)
5. Finish my first novel. (STILL in progress…)
6. Get glasses, then contacts much later.
7. Get my license. (Sadly in progress…)
8. Learn to dance better.
9. Clean my...
I have a black name.
(via anhella)
I have a white name.
“You should totally get drunk! It’s Christmas!”
“Nah. I’m fine.”
“Come on! Live a little!”
Because drinking makes you live longer! =D
$200! Oh hecks yeah.
Yeah! Ready to stay home today & tomorrow!!!
This Sunday coming up > This year’s Christmas
Or so I hope. Chris is home from college. Freakin’ finally. So, we’re planning to hang out at Tyson’s and watch Sherlock Holmes, along with Rashmia, Marion, and Cameron if he can make it. Darrell, too, hopefully.
I still seriously wish my parents could’ve overlooked the whack assumption that if we went to my...
Ladies and gentlemen, though I only had three classes this semester, I am proud to say I’ve finally — for the first time in my life — achieved straight A’s.
CISE.
Staying home for Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning? I guess my family doesn’t like a little rain, either. What the craaaaap. Oh well, at least my parents and brother will be home all day.
Spit on my manhood and smack me with a frying pan now. Every now and then, these butterflies find their way back inside my stomach, doing all sorts of crazy stuff to my head. It wouldn’t always be because of someone in particular — sometimes, I’d let myself get slapped by daydreams and anxiety of romance in general. Is it a depressing thing? No, not at all. I used to see it as something I...
Wow. My parents don’t want to go to my cousin’s house for Christmas Eve because there’s going to be “too many cousins” there. They don’t wanna have to give them all gifts.
Um…what the hell? Then don’t, right? It isn’t about giving them gifts — shoot, I don’t care at all if I only get presents from three of my relatives while I’m over there. Can’t we just go to see everyone? Family gathering,...
Christmas Eve is in three days. It doesn’t feel like it is.
I want a workout buddy. All of my friends are lazy.
But I’m also lazy, so…we’ll probably last maybe four days. Lols.
Who wants rose-colored glasses for Christmas?
I’ll gladly give you mine in a heartbeat.
Today, I read on MLIA on how someone realized that...
seachell3s:
woahatheeena:
dwaejitokki:
I laughed really hard. :)
HAHAHAHAHA.
That was a mad-freakin’-huge Falcon Punch to the chest. I feel like all sorts of whackshit right now. But really? Instead of sitting on my ass thinking and wondering about it like some whiny little weakling, I’m gonna finally get up and actually do something about it for once. By “do something,” I mean deal with it. No stupid little teen hormones are gonna overpower me...
Apparently, washing your hands with hot water after your hands are too frozen to feel anything is not a very good idea at all. It is for the first few seconds…but after that…
Damn it, I still feel the burn.
I don’t want a lot for Christmas.
There’s just one thing I need.
I don’t care about the presents underneath the Christmas tree.
Because it can’t fit under the tree.
I WANT YOU, ROLAND TD-4S ELECTRONIC DRUM SET.
If my brother and I never chose to attend our college,
my family would’ve probably never moved.
Screw my college’s tuitions.
I wish I was like 5'5".
(via anhella)
I wish I was taller than other people besides children on the metro.
Phew. Today was a good day to end the Fall semester and start off my three-week break. Chill in class, chill after class, chill literally in the freezing weather. I’m gonna miss my 2D-Design class, for real. We had one of the funniest critiques today in class, and that just made me know for sure that I’m gonna miss it. In fact, I already do. Best six-hour class ever…so far. I...
Am I the only one that thinks jerkin’ looks *bleep*ing retarded?
The word “shit” is no more of a curse word than “crap.”
Both share the same meaning. Both could “defile a man’s heart.”
The only difference is that one of them is publicly frowned upon.
If I can’t say “shit,” you can’t say “crap.”
