Sunday, July 1, 2007
iPhone, anyone?
It's the must have ComputerJesus. It has everything. It does almost anything... yeah. whatever. Anyways, it's the start of July. Two more months till school starts again. Crapbag. Then the whole process starts again.. we get assignments on top of other assignments so we need to get the first project done, then you get so lazy and tired that you procrastinate, then you get bad grades when you want to get excellent grades (which I've these past years), then since you procrastinated, you get stressed, and for girls, when you're stressed, you eat. When you eat much more than you need, you get fat, then you get depressed about being fat so then you stop eating. Before you know it, you are an anorexic in a hospital bed with nurses feeding you all these special things. And since you've been getting bad grades and aren't at school now, but in a hospital bed, you miss assignments and get held back a grade. You don't get into a good high school or college and so no fancy job. Then your life is pooped and you're a bum drinking Budweiser in an Adult Theatre. SHEESH.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Flight of the Conchords.
FUNNY show. It's on HBO
(heh, that rhymes)
One looks like a caveman the other one looks like Jesus (or what Jesus seemed to look like). The Jesus one is cute. :) his name is Bret. :D
(heh, that rhymes)
One looks like a caveman the other one looks like Jesus (or what Jesus seemed to look like). The Jesus one is cute. :) his name is Bret. :D
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
"You are a rock upon which I stand"
Funeral masses are sad. I plan this to be my speech for my grandfather's funeral mass. It's a diary entry by me. I know it sounds cruel to think about it now, but when I read it, it'll sound real and raw.
"June 12th, 2007 9:07pm
Summer Vacation! Whoohoo! Let's start with what I did today. This morning I woke up at 5:51 AM. I daydreamed about Casey Affleck. Oh Lord, is he cute. Me, Derek, grandma, grandpa, and Bodgy went to the beach. We didn't sit too close to the water, but about 20 feet from the barrier wall, which is about 1/4 mile away from the water. This beach trip didn't feel the same. First of all, grandpa stayed in the van. Second of all, my parents weren't there. The trip lasted for only about 20 minutes because grandpa said he felt sick. Bodgy was having a grand olde time though. Gramps was in a panic. Right when I entered the van, he said "Eeriinn, I'm siiick." Now, he's had a history of saying this, and people in my family are getting sick of it. When he said this, my grandmother & I exchanged smiles. We knew he was overreacting. He pleaded to go to the hospital, where he has spent the 3 previous days in. We did some other stuff, like get lunch&picking up his medicine. I was pooped from that 20 minute beach trip, so I was snoring in the back seat. He was feeling fine though. I'm guessing he felt sorry for taking us from our fun and asked grandma if she'd take us back again. We didn't want to. I attended a funeral mass, And I sat there listening to the things people had to say. I thought about what I'D say at grandpa's funeral. I'd take that as an insult if I were him. But I figured if he thought so much about dying, he'd expect to die soon. I knew he was scared to die though, that's why he's always in a panic. I've also realized how God works. Sometimes we get so caught up in our own lives, we don't think about family. So he sends out a tragedy, like a death or cancer or something to slap everyone in the face to wake us up. Then we'd realize how horrible and selfish we've been. I think I should attend more funeral masses. That's when I do deep thinking. And now, I plan to read this at my grandfather's funeral. It would let him know what I'm thinking, since we'd rarely talk to each other. (I don't know, I just don't know what to say around him.) It'd let him know how important he is. Cause his death would be a huge slap in the face. And I'd greatly appreciate that, God. It'd let this family know what it is like to actually be one. We'd all have great memories of this man. We'd all be sorry for ridiculing his panics and whining. I'd remember him as the Republican that watches Bill O'Reilly everyday and loves dreaming about getting that winning Lottery ticket. The man that'd say that there's a "MoMo" in the boiler room. The electronically-challenged man that needed help from Amanda and me on his office computer. The man that's always hard to understand. In these past couple of years, and by that I mean 2006 and 2007, I try not to, but I'll remember him as the boy who cried wolf. You know that story? He's the man that would bring family&friends together on those nights to remember him and to pray the Rosary. HE'S THE MAN. And I'm sorry for thinking about your funeral on this Tuesday night, but I just this to be raw as raw can get. Yes, I greatly appreciate this slap in the face.
P.S. : I know there's Fox News and a heater up there. And because of you, I gave republicans another chance."
"June 12th, 2007 9:07pm
Summer Vacation! Whoohoo! Let's start with what I did today. This morning I woke up at 5:51 AM. I daydreamed about Casey Affleck. Oh Lord, is he cute. Me, Derek, grandma, grandpa, and Bodgy went to the beach. We didn't sit too close to the water, but about 20 feet from the barrier wall, which is about 1/4 mile away from the water. This beach trip didn't feel the same. First of all, grandpa stayed in the van. Second of all, my parents weren't there. The trip lasted for only about 20 minutes because grandpa said he felt sick. Bodgy was having a grand olde time though. Gramps was in a panic. Right when I entered the van, he said "Eeriinn, I'm siiick." Now, he's had a history of saying this, and people in my family are getting sick of it. When he said this, my grandmother & I exchanged smiles. We knew he was overreacting. He pleaded to go to the hospital, where he has spent the 3 previous days in. We did some other stuff, like get lunch&picking up his medicine. I was pooped from that 20 minute beach trip, so I was snoring in the back seat. He was feeling fine though. I'm guessing he felt sorry for taking us from our fun and asked grandma if she'd take us back again. We didn't want to. I attended a funeral mass, And I sat there listening to the things people had to say. I thought about what I'D say at grandpa's funeral. I'd take that as an insult if I were him. But I figured if he thought so much about dying, he'd expect to die soon. I knew he was scared to die though, that's why he's always in a panic. I've also realized how God works. Sometimes we get so caught up in our own lives, we don't think about family. So he sends out a tragedy, like a death or cancer or something to slap everyone in the face to wake us up. Then we'd realize how horrible and selfish we've been. I think I should attend more funeral masses. That's when I do deep thinking. And now, I plan to read this at my grandfather's funeral. It would let him know what I'm thinking, since we'd rarely talk to each other. (I don't know, I just don't know what to say around him.) It'd let him know how important he is. Cause his death would be a huge slap in the face. And I'd greatly appreciate that, God. It'd let this family know what it is like to actually be one. We'd all have great memories of this man. We'd all be sorry for ridiculing his panics and whining. I'd remember him as the Republican that watches Bill O'Reilly everyday and loves dreaming about getting that winning Lottery ticket. The man that'd say that there's a "MoMo" in the boiler room. The electronically-challenged man that needed help from Amanda and me on his office computer. The man that's always hard to understand. In these past couple of years, and by that I mean 2006 and 2007, I try not to, but I'll remember him as the boy who cried wolf. You know that story? He's the man that would bring family&friends together on those nights to remember him and to pray the Rosary. HE'S THE MAN. And I'm sorry for thinking about your funeral on this Tuesday night, but I just this to be raw as raw can get. Yes, I greatly appreciate this slap in the face.
P.S. : I know there's Fox News and a heater up there. And because of you, I gave republicans another chance."
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Strange...
Current Obsessions: Iekeliene Stange (took me 10 minutes all together to figure out how to spell&pronounce her name), Swedish Fish (i love those little suckers), and Rincinol..
Why Rincinol? Two Words: Canker sore. Damn, those little fuckers. **Excuse my language, I just had to spill out my feelings about canker sores. I told my parents about the pain at dinner on Sunday and the first thing my dad said was "Who are you kissing?" HAHA.. he was joking around though, by the tone of his voice. You see, he's one of those 'cool dads'.. not that there are many. I replied with "Nobody...... Bodgy." who is my dog. Can you say "RABIES" ????? (not that you can obtain rabies by sharing a little fur-kiss w/ your dog)
ANYWAYS, Iekeliene Stange. Many don't like her, but I DO. She just seems so quirky and fun... I don't know. With her, it's all about bone structure. She has got one of the most sharpest (&beautiful) cheekbones I've ever seen. And her own style carries the 'cool girl' factor. Meaning she wears the clothes cool, fun, and spontaneous girls wear. I just love her. :)

Some people say she's a bitch, but aren't all women?
Why Rincinol? Two Words: Canker sore. Damn, those little fuckers. **Excuse my language, I just had to spill out my feelings about canker sores. I told my parents about the pain at dinner on Sunday and the first thing my dad said was "Who are you kissing?" HAHA.. he was joking around though, by the tone of his voice. You see, he's one of those 'cool dads'.. not that there are many. I replied with "Nobody...... Bodgy." who is my dog. Can you say "RABIES" ????? (not that you can obtain rabies by sharing a little fur-kiss w/ your dog)
ANYWAYS, Iekeliene Stange. Many don't like her, but I DO. She just seems so quirky and fun... I don't know. With her, it's all about bone structure. She has got one of the most sharpest (&beautiful) cheekbones I've ever seen. And her own style carries the 'cool girl' factor. Meaning she wears the clothes cool, fun, and spontaneous girls wear. I just love her. :)

Some people say she's a bitch, but aren't all women?
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Transitions.
Last year was all about change for me.
Well, first of all, MUSIC.
Living as a teenager in the Bay Area, I know what the majority of teens listen to. Hip-hop, R&B, and Rap. I was into all that stuff once. Then I started to find they were running out of ideas. Like that one song "Chain Hang Low" (old song).. pretty pathetic to use a melody from the ice cream truck people. Do your ears hang low? maybe, maybe not... maybe fuck yourself. I also found the society sort of sexist. For many of the hip-hop/rap artists, SEX is the main topic. Some are very disrespectful to women.. I don't know if they like it that way or not.. but yeah. Calling their women "hoes" and "bitches" make others feel they also have the authority to call women the same things. Example, Imus. :)
Yeah, they put out a few good, catchy, sensible songs. Those are the ones I still listen to. Not the pathetic ones. They're pathetic. But then again, they work hard.. and I bet even I can't come up with any song/lyrics better than "Do your chain hang low?"
Well, first of all, MUSIC.
Living as a teenager in the Bay Area, I know what the majority of teens listen to. Hip-hop, R&B, and Rap. I was into all that stuff once. Then I started to find they were running out of ideas. Like that one song "Chain Hang Low" (old song).. pretty pathetic to use a melody from the ice cream truck people. Do your ears hang low? maybe, maybe not... maybe fuck yourself. I also found the society sort of sexist. For many of the hip-hop/rap artists, SEX is the main topic. Some are very disrespectful to women.. I don't know if they like it that way or not.. but yeah. Calling their women "hoes" and "bitches" make others feel they also have the authority to call women the same things. Example, Imus. :)
Yeah, they put out a few good, catchy, sensible songs. Those are the ones I still listen to. Not the pathetic ones. They're pathetic. But then again, they work hard.. and I bet even I can't come up with any song/lyrics better than "Do your chain hang low?"
Sunday, May 27, 2007
The Dead Girl
This is such a fantastic movie. Not only beacause Rose Byrne & James Franco are in it, but because it's a very profound story. GO WATCH IT.. :)
IMDb page
IMDb page
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
Um, I'll have the Super Heart Attack Deluxe.. no wait, make that the Quadruple Bypass Combo. kthnx.
OK, I'll admit that I'm one of those people that wipe/dab at the grease on their pizza. Sorry to those who think that's just downright annoying. I am 'oilphobic' ??? I don't know, don't blame my stupidity. It's hard to find good, yummy, non-greasy food in America.. well maybe sometimes it is. My mother asked me to cook this thing.. it's a Filipino snack thinggy (me being Filipino) called Empanada... she dumped a BUNCH of cooking oil into the pan and I reacted with a face that said "eww, gross, disgusting, yuck, ew." I told her it looked unhealthy.. and it actually did. Imagine eating what?? a PINT worth of cooking oil. It's hard to get off some of the fatty yummy stuff.. like McDonalds. When you eat there, you don't even think about the dangers of the Big Mac's contents.. I usually order the Quarter Pounder.. which sounds VERY HEAVY and unhealthy. Next time I might say that whole line about "I'll order the SUPER Heart Attack Deluxe" or whatever I said in the title..
even right now, I have a Pepsi and bag of unhealthy pretzels on my desk. UGH.. I guess I eat the fatty and oily foods that are in disguise and when we look at each other face to face, I just slap them like a drunk, horny boyfriend that hired 12 prostitutes Thursday night for a little fun. Oooh yeahhh, it's THAT profound.
even right now, I have a Pepsi and bag of unhealthy pretzels on my desk. UGH.. I guess I eat the fatty and oily foods that are in disguise and when we look at each other face to face, I just slap them like a drunk, horny boyfriend that hired 12 prostitutes Thursday night for a little fun. Oooh yeahhh, it's THAT profound.
Monday, May 21, 2007
Indisposé
Hello there.
My name is Erin.. should I state that? YES? okay.
Well I'm just your typical noob that seems to have an okay life but somehow, it seems to be closing in on me. Yes, very teenage-girl-in-distress-ohmyfuckinggod-giveme-a-razor-so-Ican-cutmy-wrist-andI-read-voguemagazine-andwant-to-visit-France-one-day. typical.
i guess.
Well, blogs are fun.. because once you write (or in this case, type) your thoughts and feelings about the day or your life, some of the stress lifts off your shoulders.
I am a dweeb. MySpace? yes. see? I have a life that is based upon Blogging, MySpace,YouTube, music, and depression. that sums up to.... no life at all. :)
smiley face.. don't you just love him?
Oh & if you're wondering what indisposé means it's 'under the weather' in French. No, not indispose as in indisposable.. but indisposé. total noob-ish. ew.. yuck. disgusting. gross.
I guess for my first post, I should put something important. Well, I don't really have anything important... I think. OH! I got a new haircut & new glasses.. also a new house! It feels good to start over new. Yep, yep, yep.
Today at school (or in this case, church), my friend Maiko & I sang a song in Spanish that isn't supposed to be in Spanish. Then we went on with the whole stupid thing with the Spanish.. but instead of using real Spanish words (because we don't know much) we just added an O to the end of every word. Then, I started staying "AARRGH" at the end of every word. FUN. Yes, my life is pathetic, for this is what it has come to -- pretending to have A+'s in Spanish and being pirates at the same time.
I still wait to watch '28 Weeks Later' because Rose Byrne is in it. She is just lovely. You know who else is lovely? James Franco. :)
Well school is about to end.. two weeks to be exact. I don't know what I'll do this summer. It's gonna be a bummer. HAHA, get it? Summer? Bummer? Summer Bummer? haha, okay I'll stop. SEE? Pathetic-ism. Is that a word?? AARRGH.
My name is Erin.. should I state that? YES? okay.
Well I'm just your typical noob that seems to have an okay life but somehow, it seems to be closing in on me. Yes, very teenage-girl-in-distress-ohmyfuckinggod-giveme-a-razor-so-Ican-cutmy-wrist-andI-read-voguemagazine-andwant-to-visit-France-one-day. typical.
i guess.
Well, blogs are fun.. because once you write (or in this case, type) your thoughts and feelings about the day or your life, some of the stress lifts off your shoulders.
I am a dweeb. MySpace? yes. see? I have a life that is based upon Blogging, MySpace,YouTube, music, and depression. that sums up to.... no life at all. :)
smiley face.. don't you just love him?
Oh & if you're wondering what indisposé means it's 'under the weather' in French. No, not indispose as in indisposable.. but indisposé. total noob-ish. ew.. yuck. disgusting. gross.
I guess for my first post, I should put something important. Well, I don't really have anything important... I think. OH! I got a new haircut & new glasses.. also a new house! It feels good to start over new. Yep, yep, yep.
Today at school (or in this case, church), my friend Maiko & I sang a song in Spanish that isn't supposed to be in Spanish. Then we went on with the whole stupid thing with the Spanish.. but instead of using real Spanish words (because we don't know much) we just added an O to the end of every word. Then, I started staying "AARRGH" at the end of every word. FUN. Yes, my life is pathetic, for this is what it has come to -- pretending to have A+'s in Spanish and being pirates at the same time.
I still wait to watch '28 Weeks Later' because Rose Byrne is in it. She is just lovely. You know who else is lovely? James Franco. :)
Well school is about to end.. two weeks to be exact. I don't know what I'll do this summer. It's gonna be a bummer. HAHA, get it? Summer? Bummer? Summer Bummer? haha, okay I'll stop. SEE? Pathetic-ism. Is that a word?? AARRGH.
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