| I AM QUASI INSANE |
[Dec. 15th, 2005|01:13 am] |
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okay. so i know i haven't posted in what seemed like forever. i apologize to my vast fan base, but i have been busy up the butt living a life entertaining enough to please you, my readers (farrah and kyle :D). winter break is fast approaching and my schedule is spinning out of control. i can't wait until this week ends so i can finally RELAX. let me update you on what i've been doing for the past week:
thursday/friday: DAMN YANKEES=BROADWAY MATERIAL. the shows were GREAT and i'd like to thank all my friends and family for being there to watch me squawk my lungs out. all your guys' support really encouraged me not to quit and be the best Meg possible. MY CAST: I LOVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU!! and then there's kyle... JK. KYLE, MY LITTLE BROTHER, YOU MADE THE EXPERIENCE UNFORGETTABLE. YOU ARE ONE CRAZY ASS MOFO. PIGGING OUT WITH YOU WHILE READING PEOPLE MAGAZINE AND MAKING FUN OF SILICONE PEOPLE WAS THE BEST! CEDRIC, YOU WERE THE BEST HUSBAND AND DEYO... YOU MADE ONE HOT HUSBAND TOO! TINA, YOU WERE WONDERFUL~ FRANK, YOU ARE TALENTED BEYOND WORDS AND EVERYONE ELSE.. THERE'S TOO MANY OF YOU TO NAME BUT THANKS FOR ALL THE GOOD TIMES! (megan.. we're still going to san fransisco and cooking for will)
friday cont.: cast party was pretty fun. i heard things got pretty crazy after kyle and i left. kyle and i started our own party. it all started at the quaint abode of al basha where we met up with robert, sandro, chad, jeff, peter, pepe and anthony/jesus. farrah ditched us at the end of the night when we all ended up at kyle's house. the testosterone levels hung thick and i nearly suffocated from all the male hormones and heavy smoke. fjc guys aren't as lame as people say. you gentlemen were fun to hang out with. and robert, mutemath.. i like. saturday: kyle had a free house again so after farrah and i went to south coast and the lab (i seriously have a disease. i blew so much money. DISEASE, I TELL YOU!) i ended up going there to hang out. but before that, i went out with andre to catch up. we ended up going to the kickback together and hung out with the same guys from the night before. other troy kids showed up like hannah, farrah, ebiner, and salami. hookah, booze, men, green, what more can i say to convince you that i had a hell of a good time?
sunday: not worth writing about.
monday/tuesday: barnes with hannah. basketball game with hannah. it's so nice not having play practice after school. kyle: what? no practice? but... what will i do until six? I HAVE NO PURPOSE IN LIFE!! i love christmas time. everything is so chaotic and the hustle and bustle really gets my adrenaline pumping. i'm really looking foward to the rest of the week, especially friday. rudy and i will be performing a cute skit at the christmas rally and elie and i will amaze all with our dance moves. after school..king kong with our crew, then onto plush for the party of the century. fun stuff, i'll keep writing, DON'T WORRY KYLE. ALTHOUGH YOU DO LIVE VICARIOUSLY THROUGH ME, I'M SURE YOU CAN MAKE DO WITHOUT AN ENTRY OR TWO FOR AWHILE. i just realized how much time we spend together. gross. I HAVE SO MANY THINGS I WANNA DOOOOOO!! I'M SO EXCITED!! for example. oliver and i are getting our hair did next week. t33h33.
 chubby bunnies
 robert looks too happy
 jesus and pepe
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| I <3 NY pt. 2 |
[Dec. 7th, 2005|12:11 am] |
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| | Kings of Convenience | ] |
Okay so yesterday, Oliver and I went to barnes. Our purpose: to study for math. Instead we talked about the latest happenings of our beloved troy highschool. Definitely drama for your mama. Later we were accompanied by Hannah and the distraction fest continued. The night ended with talk of our senior trip to New York which I will be organizing with the help of my dear friends.
My marriage to my betrothed (Elie) has now been officially cemented with a wedding ring. The ceremony will take place at the Christmas Rally in which we will portray our love for each other through interpretive dance. Be there to witness the event that will go down in history.
I've committed a heinous crime. I broke the asb phone tree today. Shame on me. I AM SUCH A HYPOCRITE. I don't know what happened. After hanging up with Hannah, I did't call Jess.
I think i have an acute form of narcolepsy. I fell asleep in fifth, AGAIN! At least twice a week in fifth, I fall asleep. Once that clock hits one thirty I'm down and out for a good ten minutes. Luckily, Peter and Josh have the heart to wake me up before Heaton has the opportunity to find out.
Check out my gay guy friends!
 kyle's gay ass makeup cracks me up. kyle's working that straw, fasho.
 things obviously got wild at denny's that night.
 poor rudy! he innocently sleeps while elie prepares to rape him.
 i literally was roflmao when i saw this.
Elie's comment: EEFactor Elie: cause i remember makeshift fadunking him that night
EEFactor Elie: that fool will sleep through anything
EEFactor Elie: u know those sour straws eric had that night
EEFactor Elie: the thick ones
EEFactor Elie: i got them alll wet, like two three tied together to make a thick dicklike substance
EEFactor Elie: and i slapped brandon
Let me reiterate: ROFLMAO
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| i <3 NY |
[Dec. 4th, 2005|09:28 pm] |
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| | gwen stefani - luxurious | ] |
12/2/05 Friday: The play went great and kyle was absolutely amazing. WHERE DID ALL THAT TALENT COME FROM, YOU FREAK? i never saw it during rehearsal!! He definitely won the heart of the crowd that night. And me? well, let's just say people politely cringed when it was my turn to sing. I was satisfied with "six months" but "when a woman loves a man" was horrid. Afterward we went to go eat a late dinner/snack/breakfast at denny's. I used to think denny's was revolting but in good company, the food was actually edible. There were like thirty+ of us packed into their small banquet room. I made my share of insignificant speeches as did kyle and kevin. a pinch of psst people showed up and i'd say they were thoroughly entertained when kyle and kevin smooched. us theatre kids didn't even blink. i've always known that kyle was homosexual, but i wouldn't have thought that kevin had an ounce of gay blood in him. goes to show that you can't judge a book by its cover. Kyle dropped me off in the troy parking lot where we found my car all alone. i swear, he made me think that my car was stolen at least three times that day. sygau. oh, and elie/honey, thanks for asking me the play went. You and your invisible love disgust me.
12/3/05 Saturday: Cruised the brea mall with my grandma, brother, auntie and her kids. Then met up with farrah and went thrift store shopping. I found the cutest shoes at out of vogue. O-M-G. it was definitely worth the twenty two dollars i spent and they fit my feet like gloves. ackk it was definitely an exciting moment in my life. My hand constantly dipped in my wallet throughout the day. Later, after dropping derrick and josh at some lame kickback, farrah and i drove up to skyline to catch up. NO NOT TO SMOOCH LIKE KYLE AND KEVIN. which reminds me, jenny and i almost smooched on friday..hah. Scary things happened up there like... psycho drivers and dead passengers. i don't want to elaborate because it was pretty freaky. before that horrifying incident which i refuse to talk about, farrah and i flipped out over a snail that planted itself on my windshield. the funny thing was that it wasn't a snail, it was a squished berry. we went to barnes where we sat in silence consumed by the magazines we were reading. it was so relaxing.
12/4/05: Today was devoted to catching up on some school work, which didn't happen. Family dinner. It makes me sad to think that this holiday may be the last with my family as a whole. They depress me, hardcore. we're beyond dysfunctional (thanks paolo) and fixable. it sucks that all this stuff has to happen at the same effing time as EVERYTHING ELSE. i can't wait until winter vacation. they're suffocating me. |
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| oh, what a rogue and peasant slave am i |
[Dec. 1st, 2005|11:28 pm] |
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| | the new pornographers | ] |
1. i love driving back home at night listening to stars (especially track 7=one more night) turned up all the way.
2. I asked my mom if she wanted to take an rop class with me. she said no. too bad for her then. i'm going to enrich my life with some real education. WHY DIDN'T I TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS BEFORE? THESE CLASSES ARE FREE (for hs students)
3. megan and i are going to go to san francisco junior college to take the culinary arts program there and we're going to share an apartment and cook each other dinner and make fun of will and be really artsy fartsy and do fun stuff galore.
4. my grandma's visiting from korea.
5. OPENING NIGHT WENT FANTABULASTIC!! there were some scene change mishaps and late cues but that only enhanced the playgoers' experience. i applaud you my thespian brothers and sisters. you've set the bar very high for my cast.
6. i'm meeting up with an old friend of mine on saturday for some bobizzle. andre, if you read this, remember when you took me out on the fourth of july to go see finding nemo and i snorted when dory imitated a whale? i do.
7. i am so nervous for tomorrow. (this week is going by incredibly fast)
8. hot cheetos and mr. pibb. not a good combination. when consuming both products together, make sure to neutralize the war in your tummy with a nice chocolate shake from in and out afterward. chinese food from a place called chinese food also helps.
9. the dodgeball game today was absolutely ferocious. team authority almost got their behinds handed to them by the girl's basketball team. riveting stuff.
10. i read the funniest article in the new yorker today about samish sex marriage. fem men marrying butch women. butch women marrying fem men. reminds me of my giantess piano teacher with huge hands and feet and her timid, awkward, half-her-size husband. i couldn't stop laughing like an idiot during ssr.
which reminds me...
i've invented a game that consists of spitting acronyms as comebacks. the winner of the game is the one that comes up with the most original acronym. stfu, dbj, and a new one i learned ciyb, all apply. kyle and i made up some interesting ones in the car while driving the ridiculous febreeze happy, harrison home. dyd (damn, you're dumb), sygau (shut your gay ass up), gofcrn (get out of the effing car right now!) and abcd (my secret win-all comeback) now grace my vocabulary. harrison seemed frightened/sexually excited as kyle and i played a very intense round. NWW.
a man that sat beside me during the play ejected a very unpleasant and thunderous emission of gas. i dared not turn my head in case of suffocating from excess carbon monoxide inhalation. instead i instantly (and covertly) buried my precious nostrils into my hands and squeezed every muscle in my body to prevent an excape of any facial expression that might imply humor. kyle saw me struggling but noticed no foul odor. i passed out from guffawing like a donkey during intermission. mr. mystery fart dood, you made my night interesting. thank you. |
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| HELLZ NO |
[Nov. 27th, 2005|10:00 pm] |
WEDNESDAY 11/23/05: Practice until seven thirty. KYLE AND I DIDN'T DO CRAP. I could have shopped for my costume in that extra four a half extra hours. well, it didn't prove to be a complete waste of time because i met my new best friend, Jenny. Yes, she is my mini me and together we will conquer the world that is partay. After practice I met up up with Farrah then drove to gangsta Amerige Heights to visit Hannah. Let me tell you, we did NOT behave very well that night.
THURSDAY 11/24/05: One of my favorite holidays. I love holidays period, but especially Thanksgiving because...the food is so good. Family came over and we feasted on the typical Thanksgiving dinner, except there was no KIMCHI.
FRIDAY 11/25/05: My plans were botched but I ended up having an okay day. I went costume shopping and found a great dress for seven dollars.. EXCEPT IT WAS MY LUCKY DAY AND IT WAS ON SALE! I ended up paying three dollars for it. Then I went to the next thrift store found a great belt for three dollars, EXCEPT IT WAS STILL MY LUCKY DAY AND IT WAS ON SALE! I paid two bucks for that beauty. I already have great shoes so i'm over ecstatic about my costume for DAMN YANKEES. Afterward, Elie picked me up and we went to go watch what ended up being our last football game with Derek and Justin. Even though we lost against Tesoro (by one stinking touchdown) it was the most exciting game I've ever attended in the history of Troy high school. Then Derek, Farrah and I went to a Fusion with Allison and her friends. B-O-R-I-N-G. I ended up going to Sandro's kick back that Kyle so graciously invited me to (only because it was a huge "sausage fest"). I met new people, did "new" things, and watched office space. Kyle exploited me in my drunken stupor and took the most dumb ass (yes, dumb ass serves not only as a noun, but as an adjective as well) pictures. Some will burn forever in the incinerator of doooom. (reminds me of the punch campaign pictures that elie took that swallowed my camera's memory. thanks thug nasty). I got sick as hell and got myself well aquainted with Sandro's toilet. If you're a girl, don't ever agree to a drinking contest with a guy (especially robert because he is a machine) EVEN WHEN YOU'RE WASTED. YOU... WILL... DIE....  check out our ultimate fob status.   me and the thug nasty  my own friday night lights.
SATURDAY 11/26/05: All I have to say is what I already told Kyle. HOLY BEJJEESSUS. i swear sobriety for the rest of my life. here's to a life without kyle. I was so sick all day. I vomited non stop until my chest was internally bruised and my body couldn't afford to roll over anymore. Then I vomited some more. The sickest day of my life. KYLE.... STFU....................dbj. I lost some serious weight. My stomach has adopted a strange concave shape. I look like those starving kids from.. you know.. that country. Robert, TJ, Sandro, Chad, and Peter, you guys are firmly embedded in my hazy memory.
SUNDAY 11/27/05: I didn't get the closure that I necessarily wanted, but I got the closure I so desperately needed. I can properly move on now because I know the TRUTH. fucking took forever. |
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| MY EYES ARE GOING TO FALL OUT OF THEIR POOR SOCKETS |
[Nov. 23rd, 2005|03:40 am] |
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| | WOLF PARADE | ] |
YES. i made it on time, took my quiz, and failed. just kidding. I've been spoiled by not having a zero. it's freezing in the morning! luckily, i keep a blanket in the car so i sported that throughout the day. i don't have to stay up anymore!! i'm going to fall over dead at practice tomorrow. gah, it's an hour and a half longer tomorrow. NO TIME FOR A NAP! i hope i'll be able to stay awake through rent. i just had to update before i went to bed because.. well i wanted to write something important..... but i forgot. gov test, get ready to be raped.
why do i have to work so hard fixing something you broke? |
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| RICHARD SWIFT IS MY HERO |
[Nov. 21st, 2005|11:48 pm] |
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| | richard swift, sam prekop - chicago people | ] |
veronica is victim number three and public enemy number one.
women (and men) of troy, don't fret. you WILL find a date for elf dance. i managed to snag a cute one. well, sort of. if cute means freakish and insane, then yes, elie is cute. ladies, pay attention, for this is how it's done. (who made up the rumor that girls have to ask, anyways?)
j: let's go together
e: helllz yeah
richard swift saved my life today. sounds like: tinkling sonic haze seeping out from a ghost victrola.
the novelist, lady day, as i go.
the ultimate form of commedia del arte will be performed at the maverick theatre by troy ensemble in january. tune in during winter break for the 411.
DAMN YANKEES is in two weeks. A-C-K. check out my artwork!!
well, time to wrap this up. i have to be in allen's room by six thirty to make up a quiz. i'm gonna be in my pajamas and curlers as will mr. allen. his curly hair is so pretty. cedric and i stroke it with our shadow hands. i will post tomorrow stating whether or not i made it.
dsl and ljs=my downfall, sam prekop...happiness
moral: write write write, read, think, then save. |
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| i'm addicted to "one more night+calendar girl+your ex lover is dead" |
[Nov. 20th, 2005|03:07 pm] |
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| | STARS, my gawd. i can't stop listening to them. | ] |
CHO CHANG... lousy acting. blth. i'm just bitter because I SHOULD HAVE BEEN CHO CHANG!!! don't all us aZn girls wish we had the chance to play her?? *unanimous chorus of "yess!"*. And pity, victor krum had to look like a neandrathal. I already told kai that i'm not shallow, i'm just making blunt observations. cho chang=hottie alert. saturday was amusingly random. the persian and i ended up watching harry potter4 with people we bumped into. people we bumped into: chad and friends, kevin, ryan, andrew + kyle and ebiner. It was a nice way to end the day considering that I had, let's see...eight hours of practice. friday was a day filled with musical practice, shopping, and pigging out at olive garden. My eating habits are getting increasingly perverse. i admit, i eat too much. don't ask me where it goes because i don't know! one day, i'm just going to balloon up and sink into the ground.
the mother returned on friday. it's nice to have her back. i think she's excited about thanksgiving dinner. i really cannot wait. my mouth has been drooling the whole year. BUT IT'S NOT JUST ABOUT THE FOOD!!! i love love love family get-togethers and especially, being thankful for all the things I didn't get to thank God for during the year. kai, you're helping me eat all the food, okay?
oO. i get to see jimmy eat world for free thanks to farrah and cyrus and usc. thank you. mr. hufferd is going to kill me...... |
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| BLTH |
[Nov. 16th, 2005|01:29 am] |
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| | color me canadian-koufax, anyone-moving units | ] |
CYCLE GEAR DOES NOT CLOSE AT SIX!! I drove eighty miles an hour every other five meters from Troy to lemon/orangethorpe. 6:55-7:04. That's a freaking world record considering that traffic was an absolute horror. I thank my father for bestowing such intense pressure upon me. My life now revolves around doing other peoples' mundane tasks. The reason I had to lightning flash myself to cycle gear: pick up my dad's motorcycle boots.
My brother and I pigged out on deltaco taco tuesday tacos. I haven't given up on cooking, I just needed a break. Maintaining a clean house, washing the dishes, doing the laundry, going to practice everyday until five thirty, studying/doing homework, running errands such as grocery shopping, picking up my brother, and picking up motorcycle boots, has gotten to be a bit too much for me. After the mom left, I was excited about the prospect of playing mommy, but I was soon overwhelmed by tackling all these chores by myself. I live with the two most selfish guys on the planet and they overlook the fact that I have a ton of stuff to do already. JUST BECAUSE I'M A GIRL DOESN'T MEAN THAT I'M GOING TO PICK UP AFTER YOU! damn the system.
things to remember:
11/17/05: Alaine's birthday and senior pic appointment
11/18/05: Diana's birthday
11/19/05: Best Buddies Social, Damn Yankees practice 9-5
my userpic is so small.  I was lucky that I spotted the lead singer of the lovely feathers after the metric show. You can't tell from the picture, but I am secretly hyperventilating. speaking of metric:    okay. that's enough. more pictures @-> http://photobucket.com/albums/d176/ilovetommietoes/ . too bad i couldn't take pictures at the death cab show. The wiltern forbids cameras. |
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| Yankees Damn |
[Nov. 14th, 2005|11:20 pm] |
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| | calendar girl-stars, 80 windows-nada surf | ] |
Damn Yankees Set Painting Award goes to Miss Jennifer Lee. I had to conquer my fear of heights and ladders in order to paint the "locker room" set. I had to grip the ladder with one clammy hand while trying to paint straight lines with the other. Even though I was about four feet up, I forced Will to hold the ladder on the other side to steady my own nerves. Practice= a horror. Why did I have to lose my voice over the weekend? Stupid cold weather, shows, and my new obsession with short dresses.
I just realized how long my first entry was. That's going to be a bitch to read, but for all my true homies out there, I know you're trying hard to tackle that mofo.
My uncle resurrected my frozen mode of transportation. I was instantly relieved when my true alarm roared to life. Our reunion was more than joyous. We shared a twenty minute cruise around Fullerton where we caught up by listening to Air. The rebirth of my aZn celica made me realize the importance of REMEMBERING TO TURN OFF THE HEADLIGHTS.
Diana's birthday is this Friday. What should I get her?? fyi: Diana is my buddy (best buddies). She's incredibly sweet and has a killer smile. She reminds me of my cousin Chris whom I adore. They have the same cute face. It looks like this -____- .
moral: turn the volume on your phone up after school because someone may be trying to call you. ACK.
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