said I was a nerd, but I ain't a punk

I'm going friends only so assholes can't spoil Harry Potter for me. to the person who did, I actually hate you. And just so you know, I banned you from ever commenting on my journal ever again. have a horrible day fucker

List 5 reasons why you are a dork. And make them good reasons. Justify them. Explain them. Be proud of it. Then pick 5 friends/dorks you know and have them do the same.

1. Yeah, so tonight's Harry Potter, word, and I'm going to the midnight party. all the dorks so far have got that one... BUT you didnt write a 22 page paper on the universal fantasy hero-- specifically harry, frodo and arthur talking about joseph campbell and jungian archetypes. well, I did :) when it comes to fantasy lit, i kind of turn into a 10 year old boy. oh well
2. I also read the NBA almanac for kicks when i was a kid
3. aaaand me and my sisters own about 100 or more x-men comic books. (i'm also actually attracted to gambit and wish he did indeed exist)
4. Me and anna just bought DDR, X-Men Legends, and Sims 2 and have been playing games like crazy. and its been really really fun too. On the sims I just made a family that lives in "the monkey house" with a father by the name of Kurt Tugennova.... vonnegut backwards + a at the end.. and i'm proud of it.
5. I know every word of the Buffy Musical, not to mention that I'm obsessed with the show, and Joss Whedon's genius in general.


It's kind of funny how it took me 2 seconds to think of what to write for this
There's more too, that's just what came to mind first


I tag mitch, neema/chris ( i know how you boys grind), allie wolfe, stephanie, lindsay ( the latter two may actually be not dorky enough for this, but i ran out of untagged people, still try you cool folk :) )

1. Reply with your name and I will write something I like about you.
2. I will then tell you what song reminds me of you.
3. I'll tell you what o'clock you'd be on my watch.
4. Then, I will try my very best to name a single word that best describes you.
5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
6. I will tell you what color you remind me of.
7. And I'll tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. And then it's your turn -> Put this in your journal fool.

I'd like to take a minute just sit right there
I'll tell you how I went to Phili for a concert so rare

First. I. went to the car round 7, 7:10
got picked up by Scott and ye olde franklin
rode in the car for an hour or 2
listenin to buffy and rent- you know how we do
well, uh.. we made our way down to city hall
we were mackin and laughin, havin a ball
the crowd was packed and crazy large
at least we had passes that passed like we were in charge
swarmed by people in the momentous masses
we figured the best plan was to get our asses..
OUT of the crowd and into a patch
out on the lawn on some nice green grass
underneath a tree near university
so thankful for such wonderful company
It was just right, next to a water station
passed the time with music, cards, and conversation
some people gettin rowdy, no need to be impatient
JUST WAIT-
THESE ARE THE BREAKS, break it up BREAK IT UP BREAK IT UUUPP
Just wait! wrong song, lets pick it up pick it up pick it up...
Nice patch, yo, this is bad
drinkin free water from a plastic glass
is this what people at LIVE 8 chillin like?
hmmmmmm, this might be alright

and so we saw a few familiar faces
we got so lucky with perfect times and perfect places
went to the screen and sung along with the best
didnt watch the others, chilled for the rest
all in all couldnt have asked for nothin better
see ya next time folks
perhaps an update of the weather

so if you ever find yourself wantin to record
holla at the two livest MC's in the world
we're 2 Fish, an A and a G
some of the best youll ever meet
..and dont forget to lend a helping hand
the seconds are counting
a 1, a 2, a 1, 2, 3...






for more
snapshots snapshots pictureman pictureman

[was a weekend of long days & plenty of pretty people
a wondrous wedding and a beautiful ring
good conversations and smilin lil things
fireworks were many, both here and there
plus b-more's no longer H capital of the world
but this year its capital of july the fuckin fourth
i said hell yeah, thats the way it goes
from iladelph to bmore, i be chilaxin with many a crew
thats right, you know how we do
thanks for coming out
hope you enjoyed the show
hopefully therell be many mo'
much love, peace, and happiness
until next time
goodnight (goodnight)
(knock em out the park G
knock em out)]

the weeks past hallway strolls and schoolday shuffles have been filled with summertime love, beautiful friends, and many a complexity.

too complex for my taste, and intense enough for way more than a fish family

sooo father's day arrives, june's almost over, and before we know it days of seemingly neverending work, pointless facebooking, sandcastle constantinople creating, gradparty hopping, carmens craving, and timeless talks with timeless friends bring us to two months, yes two, left of the summer. only some weeks before we enter college dorms, bayside classes, and a new world of people, a city unexplored by me and waiting for my arrival, a newness that will be slightly unveiled at the end of the following month, because summer orientation does that sometimes.. but the anticipation for both college and its antes de, bring me to hold my breath when i see and talk and feel and be with those i care about most.
love will tear us apart is hardly my motto, but as they say, things come to those who wait, and im waiting.. and i know everythings gonna be alright
cause the suns out, and its up as i type
the ice(d) tea is tasting
and im almost ready


almost
and after todays almost incoherent 10 minute mind ramble on this here entry
i say this


enjoy the rest of your summerdays,
they are a splendid type
and some of my favorite
catch you on the flipside



mucho amor,
G


.
Fish

List your current six favorite songs and then tag six other people to do the same in their journal.

1. "já sei namorar" by tribalistas (not copying anna, just the truth yo)
2. "nada valgo sin tu amor" by juanes
3. "missing" by beck
4. "never there" by cake
5. "my friends" by red hot chili peppers
6. "sparks" by coldplay

Tagged by: full_flight and julitabonita
The last CD I bought: mmm, haven't bought cds in a while, the last i burned was probably beck's guero

Song playing: trick me - kelis

Five songs I listen to a lot, or that mean a lot to me: por que te vas-mana, dreams be dreams- jack johnson, america - simon and garfunkel, joyful girl- dave matthews and soulive(ani cover), ave maria- david bisbal... damn theres many more too


Five people to whom I’m passing the baton: polka_stalk, caged_gypsy1, dementedcow, cownoodle, and bathroom_irony

Cuando el tiempo pasa y nos hacemos viejos nos empieza a parecer
Que pesan más los daños que los mismos años al final
Por eso yo quiero que mis años pasen junto a ti mi amor eterno
Junto a mi familia junto a mis amigos y mi voz
Porque nada valgo porque nada tengo si no tengo lo mejor
Tu amor y compañía en mi corazón
Y es que vale más un año tardío que un siglo vacío amor
Y es que vale m á s tener bien llenito el corazón
Por eso yo quiero que en mi mente siempre tu cariño est é bien fuerte
Aunque estemos lejos o aunque estemos cerca del final
Porque nada valgo porque nada tengo si no tengo lo mejor
Tu amor y compañía en mi corazón
Ven amor…



kinda just wanted to update to show off my new icon


and say i'm gonna miss sady
and say i cant wait for the return of friends
becuase as missy A put it, they gone they sho are
actually she didnt say that, i did
whatevers clever
i love juanes and sady
and college is a bewildering thought/bewildering beast/ wildabeast-- thats an animal
nevermind im out
look at my icon
the half-blood prince will be unveiled on the magical fantastical day of july the 16th 2005, may that day live in magicality

where you are in your life in order to feel good,
and i feel good baby"

( twas a weekend filled with )

(^its longer than it looks)

it started with hanging out in my moms empty casa, plenty of people i love, plenty of daytime shiny windows, a failed monopoly attempt, then the artsy lil mini coffee house, a teatime early morning chat of boys and the like, frosting covered brownie surprise, then to diaries we went, and off again to drowsy dc museum mornings, muddled metro thoughts and cozy car comfort, artists with their shows and we sit watch admire and talk and listen, we make friends, thats amore, we do friends things, hip dances, matt dances, couch conversations (all in the tower), and we make poetry, mix wine with cheers, and im left now with open pages blank with anticipation, with so much music to hear, with an itrip for two, with socks for the broken baby, with grandma's money, tales of drunken dramatics but good things happened, things i'll remember always, late night scribble scrabbled up phonecalls, and then familial bonding, some cupcakes from 2 of my favorite people, treehouse phonecalls, and i heart huckabees, and snow blankets over those sky-rakes in the backyard, and many many pictures but not enough, and fruit tarts and boston cream pies, mathhelp at home for sister a, an unreasonable essay, and a vbc unforgettable breaking point... the weekend in words is nothing compared to the real thing

my head's in the clouds again,

what a weekend

i want to be
a painter
a comic book artist
a writer
a poet
among other things
i want to breathe the air of a different continent
and stay there for a year.
and just..be
among elephants, kangaroos, monkeys, cheethahs or any non-north american species
and frequently in the room where i rest my head, as i look up, i see that poster above my bed where giraffes stare down at me, and where a sculpture-like picasso painting cut-out hangs from my cieling spinning
i think and think
and wonder
and write
and paint
and create
and do all those things
and wish
and hope
and sleep


and listen..

to life' song. ever since my ipod brokedown i've realized life's soundtrack is not neccessarily actual music coming from ear headphones tucked in neatly, but in everything, anything, you and me

still i ask why didnt the beatles write a song with MY name on it?

when the going gets rough, sometimes all i can do is listen to the teptations "ain't too proud to beg" to make me forget about the bad things in life and just feel good, becuase thats what 'feel good music' does. and so it replays and i think..

soulful as shit is how i want to be right now (whatever that means)
and i wish i could play an instrument, especiallythe drums
and i wish i didnt feel inadequate, in life.
and now i have to go listen to ani, because its that kind of mood again
and i wish i could write somethng worth typing, worth reading, worth loving
and i wish i could paint perfectly how my mind envisions, but wishes are wishes becuase they haven't come true
so i keep trying
to figure myself out

but i love people, sometimes so much that i care too much and get hurt too easily about little things. im sorry.my bad whaever. but fuck, im a teenager, the word angst is bound to follow.

If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must comment with a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened. Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.

mmm numbnities and warmth
torn in indecision and contemplation
torn like the song
and clothing
and the mind
and i dont know
just confused about people
and now the word confused makes me feel a little strange becuase i hear an echo of ms kovarcik saying "confoosed" in that wierd way she does.

a stream of conciousness can bring you to the side of the river you'd never thought of visiting and then when you make your way back home, what was once farmiliar is now renewed and undiscovered territory. wow i would laugh here if i was reading this to myself.whatev. well, to continue, its like the moment of reawakening after a dream,
a dream of shouting at people and crying and getting it all out and being relieved tohear it all aloud
ah but alas all a dream
and you wake up. maybe thts whyspanish for wake up -despertarse- sounds so much like desperate. eh, in my mind it makes sense
the feeling is still within but you're different as if you did get it all out, your mind took a load off at least
but i dont feel like yelling anyways
only sleep and paint on this tuesday afternoon; nights on the otherhand, thats somethingelse
i just need to be relieved of unconcious disatisfactions and uncertainties i feel in halfawake post-work dreams of early hours

yyayayyyyyyyyyyyayayayayay

done with humanities...forever...
ITS OVAAAA! CAPITAL 0 ooooh!
Thats riiiight
what now?!?!



finally something good happens to me school-wise
took long enough
happy despite mucha tarea
now i can breathe a little more
like a collar has been loosened or something. pheeewww

For some reason i started to paint again this weekend after about a year. i was tired of writing and so i just started to paint friday afternoon and didnt stop until i had done like 4 or 5 of them. they arent so great or anything, and i dont consider myself a painter, but it really lets me go and its the creation aspect thats satisfying regardless of the end result. i needed to do that. i just need to get it out and then i probably wont paint for another year, but we'll see. maybe this time will be different. i kinda hope so
some things i noticed during my painting extravaganza this weekend
~i love the designs left over from the paint brush tips on the bottom of the plastic cup i use for water dipping and what not
~that art is jsut as good as mind, though accidental
~noses and hands- the mysteries i dont understand- tooo hard to paint well
~ when you suddenly start drawing japanese art its time to take a break
~i like words like extraveganza sp? we should say it more often

randomnote: i hate how the best things in life seem to be fleeting, or at least momentary, and then its gone until another perfect moment or conversation arrives. but those moments make horrible days beautiful ones, so we put up with the fleeting and hold our breaths for more goodness to come

for all you sonnet 73-ers...We have to wait for death's looming presence for love to be most powerful? Oh shakespeare. thats beautiful, but if true not really fair. thats life i guess

i want to have $38,000 and go accross the world in a week ending with the pyramids. hmmm o yes i would

While being snowed in yesterday (or today) I had some sort of a revelation at around 1:30 in the morning. I decided that I want to write a movie script. the first scene came to me while lying in the bed in colleens guest bedroom next to boo and anna and i think its really cool, but maybe thats just in my mind. (sorry i know you probably want to read the scene but im just too lazy to post what the scene actually is).ill just say that the film would be like a cross between high fidelity, spirited away, and garden state...sort of. i sometimes think about what a movie of my life would be like and how interesting it would be and stuff like that. really everyones life or point of view is interesting it just depends how deep into their thoughts the movie goes. Anyhow this movie wouldnt really be about my life but it would inevitably have my thoughts in it.i'm really considering writing this script cause im just that crazy. so i thought id let you know.

by the way, me, anna, and colleen have played pictionary two saturday nights in a row, with different people mind you, but still. its my new favorite board game, Allie and coll are amazing!
and spirited away is an INCREDIBLE movie. No Face is the best
i want to go play in the snow today becuase the sun is finally out and i wanna see mooshtheoandheather
peace playa

happy new year everybody!!! i'm a bit late to say it, but hey i said it and thats what counts. here's to a wonderful winter break and time well spent! it was truly lovely. i love so many people right now.thanks for sharing the goodness. te amo. and i missed those i didnt get to see as much as i would've liked. you know i love you so.

as i write this im in between a hamlet paper and sleep and drifting more towards the sleep though ham is long overdue. school dilemmas are the worst. at least its been delayed by very good aim conversations that couldnt have been ignored. philosophy is a crazy little thing. a mind boddling thing that can be depressing depending on which way you look at it. i mean are people really just passing time? i really do care, but does everyone else? hmmmm the world from inside out is always a skewed concept.

anyhow 2005...in a matter of months we'll be separated by state borderlines and away messages. what a crazy thing this is. i just want to keep all my friends while of course making many more new ones wherever im off too. what i mean to say is no drifting allowed. you're too good to be just highschool friends.


lastly
lets get out of here and rummage through la boca del cielo

i wish i could have a fucking revelation of some sort, but it just won't come to me. i also wish that someone would tell me an incredible story that would motivate me to do something i wouldn't necessarily do otherwise. any takers? please feel free.
on another thought, winter break is finally here. finally finally finally. however, i realized one thing today and thats that i have a hell of a lot of work to do in the next week and i probably won't finish it all. not exactly the revelation i was looking for but whatever. also, i hope this break lives up to its expectations because in my opinion they are pretty high. i think it will though, its been off to a very good start. still, i'm feeling a bit lonely and i really hope i wont feel lonely on new years. all lonely people should have some sort of congregation and gather together and cuddle and not be lonely anymore...or with further thought it might not be such a good idea because some lonely poeple are really scary psychotic people that isolate themselves and perhaps they deserve to be lonely...so nevermind. maybe i just meant a congregation for the non psychos if that makes any sense and is politically correct enough to say which i think it is. you get my flow, no?
I may not sound so happy, but thats just concerning certain things. I'm really happy that christmas came and was excellent and I wasn't isolated to family members as usual, although family time was very fun as well. Still, I wish it would just snow already. the cold is futile sans snow. that sounded silly and trying to be literary but i like words like sans.
laaaastly, I would love, absolutley love, if someone would take me up on that story. i would make this entry friends only so you could say whatever but anna went to bed already and i dont know how to and i'm really tired as you can probably tell.i keep making the i's turn into I's among other things.
on a sidenote i really want to travel and leave the country and see things that will open my eyes. i REALLY want to, or maybe even more i need to. for my own sake, whatever sake means.
I hope everyone had an EXCELLENT Christmas/beginning of break. MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS a todos!

I'd like to just say this because I just read it and it explains what I've been feeling/thinking these past few days...

"Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse."
-T.S. Eliot
"The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"

At risk of sounding 'too emo' as they say, I am forever in awe of these words.
Thanks my fine friend for helping me find them.

Now go think on it.

My cat keeps jumping on the desk and blocking my computer screen. Thanks Tickles for the love, but gimme a minute to get out my lj emotions.
Ok, so... Much College Congrats are in order. You know who you are as I've told you all congrats on numerous occasions. Excitement's definitely in the air, but also as my friend Timón once put it, disaster's in the air. With everyone getting in, I am SOOOO joyful and ecstatic and happy, but then there'sme. And I'm so worried for myself. sorry if that sounded selfish but i can't help it. I haven't even finished my applications! I just want that to be me in April, all happy and lotsa hugs, but I am so stressed and thinking it won't be ever be me and how I have to wait so long to know a simple yes or no. I guess thats just the way the cookie crumbles, stupid gabby for not applying to schools early. Oh well,what canyado?
I must work on the sip, no matter how much it pains me. If you don't see me in school tomorrow, you'll know why.
Once again CONGRATS to the A's and the J's. The C's and whoever else the letter game didn't cover. CONGRATS! CONGRATS! CONGRAAAATS!!!
oh and i love watching stars fall and just chillin in the chillness of the night.