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Tuesday, January 4th, 2005
5:32 pm - See Boppo? Look what you have done!
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Tuesday, November 9th, 2004
2:19 pm - Stupid cute straight men and not being able to see them.
Dr. Pak came by to drop something off, but I could'nt see him. When I woke up this morning my eyes where burning. So, I did'nt put in my contacts and I don't have glasses. Of course the day I don't wear my contacts Dr. Pak comes by. Oh, too top it all off Todd (another but more stronger crush)left Chili's to go work at Bj's. That means I will have to drive further to go see him. Dumb cute straight men. I so need to find a stable gay man.

Anyway, like I said in my last entry, this weekend was fun. I pretty much played GTA San Andreas all weekend. Roxana got me a bracelet from some where that is to big to go on my wrist. So I put it on my ankle, but I don't like the way it feels so I'm only going to wear it when I go Down to Simi. That is if I can remember to wear it.

I think I might be getting sick. The back of my throat is kind of sore, and my nose is runny. I so don't want to get sick. Well I hope everyone had as a good weekend as I did. Don't for get to smile.

current mood: slightly sick but good.

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Monday, November 8th, 2004
12:38 pm - Todays date and how it can kill you. Tonight on 123456789 news at 3.
Up dated Lj. <-- Ha Ha Ha get it Darwin? Up dated Lj. Oh, never mind. Anyway, this weekend was so much fun. I went down to Simi Valley. Roxana and Julio when out for the weekend and we had the whole house to our selfs. Not that we through any parties or any thing like that. All we did was loung around and do nothing but play GTA San Andreas. Which is kind of cool. The only thing I hate is having to eat, work out, how you cant drive with the d-pad any more, how you have to get better at driving before you can enter the car arena, and some of the camra angles such, but other than that it is a good game. I enjoyed playing it this weekend. There is a really cute guy right now standing in front of me in my grandmothers house.

current mood: happy


Wednesday, October 27th, 2004
1:47 pm - Ex-boy friends, their siblings, old friends, sex, prison, trick or treating, drugs, and death.
My ex-boyfriends sister is apparently a dyke now. She dumped her boyfriend to go out with an old friend of mine named Ana. The have been going out for the past six months and are even having sex. That was not a match made in hevan. My exboyfriends younger brother is in the kids version of prison. Meaning juvey or juvenal hall. An old friend of my ex died of a heart attack. He was on speed and pretty much O.D. on the stuff and is now passsed on. Ok now its off too hell... I mean work.

current mood: cynical

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Tuesday, October 26th, 2004
12:30 pm - Words of advice.
Even if you are starving to death. DO NOT eat my grandmothers cooking! It is a fate worse than death.

current mood: sick


Monday, October 25th, 2004
6:14 pm - Real words of advice. Well ok, real words of advice... for me!
Don't eat my grandmothers cooking every day.

current mood: sick but happy, hee hee


Thursday, October 21st, 2004
10:17 am - Words of advice.
There is today, and only today. Nothing else. If God allows for tomorrow. Then thank him and be happy for his gift.

current mood: grateful and happy

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Wednesday, October 20th, 2004
9:51 am - Words of adivce!
Always listen to me!

current mood: energetic and happy


Tuesday, October 19th, 2004
10:08 am - Words of avice!
Never walk under strange pidgins. Or ones you know for that matter.

current mood: happy


Monday, October 18th, 2004
9:45 am - i go poopy!

current mood: hyper


Friday, October 15th, 2004
6:53 pm - La Bamba!
So, today is my cousin Melissa's birthday. She's having it at a place called La Bamba. It is literally two houses and around the corner from my grandmothers. Unfortunately not all my family will be there. A small list of the family that wont be there. My Aunt Susan, Aunt Janet, cousin Quistopher <-(Christopher)don't ask, cousin Jr, cousin Kiki, cousin Kevin, cousin Megan, cousin Melody, Uncle James, Uncle Abnor, Uncle Steve, Anut Flou, Aunt Peana, cousin Brandon, Uncle Pudgy (don't ask), Aunt Michell, Pops <- my grand father, and my Uncle Ryan. I'm sure I left someone out. I almost left my Uncle Ryan out. The ones that will be there are my brother David, my sister in law Maggie, cousin Chandra, <- husband Sal, Melissa, cousin Nichole, cousin Mike, Aunt Kricket <- don't ask, Uncle Dave, Thelma, and others. I just realized writing down my entire family that is here in the US would take for ever.

Ok, that was boring. I really have nothing to do. The party starts at 8, but my family is famous for being late. When they say 8 at night they really mean noon the next day. Kinda like Yoda's family but a lot worst. I'm going to go have a smoke. Damnit, There is some many people at the mini mart that I want to go and but smokes from. Less than a half hour till the big party. Yay! I need a smoke so badly. Im going to see if there is anyone at the mini mart at 7:50. I also need to pee and I might even need to go poop, but I'm not sure on the pooping part. Not that you needed to hear that.

I'm doing nothing. I want to fish for bunnies. I need entertaining. I'm getting hyper, but I'
m trying to control it. I need a life. La la la la la la la la. I just tried to call Yoda's house, but Milly is on the phone with her family in Lima. I tried Andy but she is at work. Kim is in school. I even called Currie out of desperation, but he's having dinner with his family. I have no other people to call to talk too. Wow, I need a life.

I'm sitting in a room all by my self doing nothing. It's 7:51 but I'm not geting smokes because I cant talk to anyone while I smoke. I hate siting out side smoking in the dark while not talking to anyone. I know I'm weird, but I always think it's fun to smoke with someoneo or while on the phone.

It's now 7:54. Less than 10 min till the party, and I still have to pee. My father just entered the room. It's now 7:55. I so need a life. I can't wait till I move near Simi. I might have a better life by then.
It's now 7:57. Shoot me. I'm going to go now. It's time for the party.

current mood: slightly excited


Thursday, October 14th, 2004
3:06 pm - Ooo, it's pretty!
So I have no life. Oh, except on Tuesday I got an electrical shock from my computer. I think it's trying to kill me. I bet it's been planning my demise and down fall for years. Years I tell you. All the evidence points to that one fact that it wants to kill me! First it catches fire while I was typing on it. Then on Tuesday I unplugged it and it tried to electrocute me. Ok, it is'nt trying to kill me, but that's not the point. On Wednesday I found that my computer adapter has a defect in it. The defect can do one of two things... 1.) The de-faulty adapter can cause a fire or 2.) It can cause give a person an electric shock. Sweet, no? So, I just happened to be lucky enough to get both. So, now I have a better adapter. Yay for me.

Oooo, Yoda I just finished The Lovely Bones Today. It was such a good book. It was'nt what I expected it to be. It was so much better.

Ok, so now I'm at my grandmothers and I'm suppose to be working. Writting is so much more fun. Dude I have noting else to say.

Words of advice: go bust a nut.

current mood: amused

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Tuesday, October 12th, 2004
1:14 pm - Not again.
I just left a post on Yodas journal and now Im writting again. I have to tell you this whole conversation I had with Currie on Sunday. Ok, he came over to my dads to show me his new car. I didn't even think he remebered where my dads is. So he took me too this place called The Kettle and we ate and talked. Jokeingly I said now that your rich you can buy me a new 2005 car and a bed. He said (seriously) that if he hadnt gotten his new car and spent almost 5 grand (in nearly two weeks)of his new found money he would have. I stared at him so dumb founded. He asked what. I said you buy anything for anyone else except for your self... That would be a miricle. I could tell waht I said got him mad, but I didnt care. After that we tried to talk of other things. I found that when I talk to him I hide a lot of what I do. Or I give out really short answers. Or I just play with his head. He told me how he was upset over Chris and Jenn moving. I told him I was upset that Todd was moing. He asked who Todd was and the only thing I said was Someone. I had told him that I went to new york on a business trip. Later I slipped and he over heard me tell someone how new york was a blast. He said I thought you went to new york on a business trip. I said Oh, is that what I told you? Then turned around and kept talking. I love keeping things from him. It pisses him off. How how his pain makes me happy. He asked me if I have been with any other guys. All I said was maybe. He said that means I hvent been with anyone. I said if thats what you want to believe then be my guessed. I get to go back to work.

current mood: happy

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12:56 pm - My pain dose not make me laugh, but yours dose.
Man, I need to learn to stop eating my grandmothers cooking. I just ate her version of some soup, and now I don't feel so good. I feel like I'm going to puke. Maybe its sashimi I had yesterday. No, I don't want to get sick. I have to go to Andy's jazz thing tonight. I can't get sick. My stomach is hurting so badly.

current mood: sick


Monday, October 11th, 2004
5:13 pm - times passed
Ok, my last entry was kind of my really pissed off at my grandmother. I will explain why I'm pissed off at her in a much more calm fashion. In 1991 my grandmother said she was going to go to Italy, and that she could only take me or my brother. Well, my brother got to go. My grandmother told me that she was going to take me the following year, in 1992. Well, 1992 came and went and she said she did not have the money to go. Then ten years go by and she goes to Italy (in 2001) and my brother again with her. She tried to keep it from me so I wouldnt get mad at her. I found out and got mad and asked why I wasnt getting to go. She never bothered to give me an answer back. The next day she told me, in a really mean way, that the only way I'll ever get to go to Italy is if I can convince my dad to go. She told me that she knows my dad will never go, but if I help convince him to go then she'll think about taking me. Then she told me that my family really dose not want to see me anyway. She said they'd rather see my father first. Now she's going to Italy because she knows her husband is going to pass away soon, and her family wants to she him before he pass's. He's almost or is 90. Which that parts fine, but she says she want to take my brother with her so he can help them with their luggage. Only because his much stronger than I am. My anger is starting to rise. Oh, now that I tell her I'm going to go to Italy with a friend she gets all bent out of shape because I'm going with out her and not going to go meet my family. Fuckin Bitch. Oh there going next year. Excuse me! Bitch. I just over hear my grandmother (who's name is lina, which I'm going to start calling her now) telling my father that their going next year. That makes all better now. There talking about it merrely in front of me. I think lina (my grandmother) is enjoying rubbing it in. Im not talkin about this shit any more.

current mood: aggravated


Friday, October 8th, 2004
7:51 pm - Sonic Boom.
So nothing has happened from the time I last wrote till now. Well, except my grandmother is going to Italy. Is the fucking bitch going to take me (like she has been promising me sents 1991) woth her to Italy? Of corse not! Why would the fucking bitch do that. Though she has not said it yet, I'm willing to bet she's going to take my brother. I told her that one day me and a frind are going to go to Italy. She got all pissed off, and aked why can't I wait till she takes me. Because if i did that I'd never go. Plus I know this way is going to hurt her like she has been hurting me for almost 14 years. She told me when she first took my brother to Italy (back in 1991) that I was going the next time she went. Well she's been ther two more times sents then. The first she took her husband. Then she took my brother again, and tried to keep it a secert from me. Now shes going and... FUCK HER!
I need so escape this place. I seee my self slowly turning in to my father. I eat as fast aas I can to get a way from the table so I.. got to go home will finish when i get home

current mood: pissed off

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Thursday, September 23rd, 2004
3:00 pm - A rant! By Lost.
My grandmother is so fucking stupid. I dont understand how someone so unintelligent could get so far in life. Not saying Im smart, but man, my grandmother beats me in stupidity. Which is pretty hard to do. To top it all off she pulls stuff out of her ass. For example: I would say "I work for Mary Kay." She then would say "Oh my God, you want to have a sex chaing, and become a girl. It's not bad enough your GAY, but now this!" Yet, when she's not being a bitch, she's nice, and kind, and thoughtfull. Not like my father. Which is a whole nother story. One I'm not getting into. Why is it that my entire family is messed up. Not just my grandmother and my father, but my family on my moms side as well. Love them to death, but man, their all stupid, and yes, that includes me as well. My mother tells me and some of my closest friends how she tried to go down on her boyfriend, but he couldn't get it up. No mother should ever tell her child those things. Yet, my family is good deep down. They will always be there (when they can) for you. Okay I'm done bithcing.

current mood: cynical


Wednesday, September 22nd, 2004
4:24 pm - Screams of happyness
I got to speak to Dr. Pak. I'm so happy. Now, my day would really be complete if I got to see him. My life would be complete if he was gay, and was interested in me. For a short fling. EEE! I just got to speak to him again. EEEEE! I'm so giddy. EEEEEE!!!!!!!!! Dr. Pak is so cute. So sexy. So hot. So oh my gosh. I am going to stop now or I'll never stop writting about Dr. Pak.

current mood: ecstatic

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Monday, September 20th, 2004
12:26 pm - Week days and blurrrrrrryness
This weekend was cool. I went to go ppick up Yoda from work just to hit the stupid Simi Valley Days pa-raid. So I parked a cross and down the street at The Hat walked all the way to McDonalds just to find out she was gone. They said she was watching the pa-raid going by. I looked for her for some time then left. When I got to her house I found there. Her father had alredy picked her up. Then we wnt to the North Ridg mall. I found a really cute pull over, but they where out. So I got a shirt thats says "Mom says I'm "special"." Then I dragged Yoda and Andy to the T.O. mall to see if the pull over was there and it wasent. So I bought pants and mens colone.

Then that night I went out bar hopping with with Kim and Jess for Jess's 21st B-Day. They got pretty drunk. I was the driver so I didn't drink too much. I had half a sexy allagator, not even half a beer, and 1/4 of some green drink that some guy said he made just for me. I said that was an interesting name for a drink Just for me. He said no I made it just for you. I said thanks. I tried it and it was good. I asked what it really was and he said he made it by accident at home while he was having some drinks with a few friends. He said he never gave it a name. I asked what he was going to call it. He asked me me name I said Danny. So he said I made the drink aspecialy for me so Im calling it just for you. He was so sweet. I wanted his number, but found he was with some one. Dammit, all the good guys are all straight or taken. We ended up leaving at 2:00 (when all the bars close) and went back home and drank till 4:00.

On sunday I went to Bjs pizza place with Andy. too viset Stacy. I wanted Yoda to go, she had just gotten off work and was tired and didnt want to go. It also didnt help that I forgot to tell her where we were going. I thought she'd go with us, but no she didnt want to go. Which work out fine. It sved Yoda the embarassment of not having money to cover the bill. Thank god we new Stacy. She covered for us. So this Friday we are going to go and pay her back for it. So Yoda YOU ARE coming. I'm giving you a weeks advanced worning.

I get to go back to work. Yay, for work. Work makes me feel all worm and good inside. NOT!


current mood: content


Thursday, September 16th, 2004
6:22 pm - We're all mad here...
So nothing has happend this week. Nothing at all. I went and saw Resident Evil this week end with Yoda, Andy and my mom. It was better than the first movie. Zombie Dogs Rock. I want to see zombie gold fish. Or a zombie earth worm.

Hmm... what else is there to say. Why there is nothing else to say. Why? Because my life is sad.

Oh well for sad lifes. Ive gotten better at typing with out looking at the key board.

My father is speaking to him self. No he is speaking to me. Im just no listening 'cuz Im writting.

Not that Im writting about any thing of interesting.

Its 6 something now. Dam, Now I have eat here for dinner. I wish she would learn to cook something new. Like lamb, or pork, or sea food, or something other than the same fish, steak, and casco chicken.

I need more contacts Im running out.

Gotta go. Food. you know the stuff you sleep on.

current mood: blank


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