Happy 60th Post!

Yes. 60 cheese-tastic and very pointless posts.

For those of you who requested, here is the rest of the video: (the one with the aztec and his unbelievably amazing headress that I could never recreate even if I tried real hard.)

Here's some of what you saw: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9OewnRP0uw
Here's what you wanted: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ITCB_WmuV24
Isn't it delicious?! :)

So it's a theatrical re-enactment of the Spanish conquering the Aztecs (and all indigenous populations, for that matter) blah blah they fight, Aztecs lose because the Mayans are pussies and gave in, therefore the original plan to kill the Spanish and use them as sacrifice so the gods could bless and multiply their culture fails. The spanish inflict and force their culture, religion, language and weapons upon the Aztecs and all of the poor Aztecs' beloved belongings such as sacred rituals for mother earth, poetry, dialects, MUSIC and children are removed never to be seen in whole again. Well, that much isn't re-enacted, but let's pretend :) I'm here to educate you :D


I'm currently trying to get hold of some prehispanic drums. At this point in time, any drums (not the set) that my trick uneducated peepz into thinking they're Aztec drums. I had an offer to some ancient asian drums and apparently I'm willing to look into it. I mean, live drumming is so much more exciting than a recording of it, right? Could you come any slower, international week? Give me some more timeeee!

Cheers (:

I had a deliciously delicious weekend :) I needed some time alone to just think and reconcile with myself and it was great. I did my absolute favorite thing to do: I sat in my living room with my jammies on and a big bowl of grapes watching scary movies :D I saw the ENTIRE Saw series, which wasn't scary, just very gory (I'm trying to stop cringing at every stupid death scene and be a big girl about it. I kinda did it... It was very hard to do on Saw 4). My butt was asleep after that ahaha :) Then I played with my puppy foreverrr and taught him to jump on the couch :) And THEN, I watched Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street and most of the old school Freddy Krueger good stuff. I don't know... I love to look into the minds of completely psychotic people, it's very fascinating to me. Plus, I finally got an opportunity to sit down with my dad and we watched the original Exorcist, one of our personal favorites. Oh and THEN I realized that my favorite movie (Dumb & Dumber) never gets old; I'm still laughing at the same jokes, and surprisingly, I DON'T know the movie word for word like the other ones. That's how much I get into it :D

On some emo news, my mom has been very depressed (which makes me depressed) lately because my dad made her sell her house in Mexico :( MY house. (It's finally sold to people who won't love it as much as we did, but I guess it's time for a new story to take place in that house.) She's very upset because that's where she grew up he whole life and that's where I grew up too. Well, I'll buy her a new one once I'm making real actress cash. Gotta keep the spirits up!

Oh and for those of you who asked me, "Yxayotl" is in a dialect called Nahuatl and it means tears. It's a song okay?! Hehe (:

Everyone is so lame.

Don't you stress, myself included.

You seem so ignorant and child-like to me. You take everything for granted and don't appreciate what you have; it's sickening. It almost makes me want to die in front of your face from a fatal car accident just so you can learn the most important life lesson of all: God gives, and God takes away. I wish you could see what it's like not to be so damn fortunate.

HOORAY, TUMBLR IS THE NEW THING SO NO ONE WILL READ THISSS :D

So I had a crappy ass Christmas but that's okay because neither the 24th nor the 25th is Jesus' birthday. And I hate how society gives you certain dates when you're forced to be happy; (i.e. Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentine's day. Nothing is legit except New Year's.) my family was at complete serenity last week and it was no damn holiday. And you know what? I have such damn motherfucking depth to me that it's so fucking hard not to express some of it. I hide it ALL THE TIME, with few exceptions, and it just feels like I've hid and tamed this anger so long that it's going to explode. Sorry if it happends in front of you. I let a sneak preview of my anger slip out at a water polo game and I can't get my teammate's facial expressions of complete fright, intimidation and guilt out of my head.

I think I've finally been hit by God's calling hard enough for me to feel it. I feel it; the pre-soul cleansing feeling of filth, shame, guilt and complete self disappointment. I just can't wait for the post-cleansing urge to get closer to God. I really can't.

The sound of my dog drinking water makes me die of thirst. Like, foreals, I feel like drinking a whole gallon. And my arms are so scratched up and scabbed from my dog's attacks :( I DON'T CUT MYSELF PEOPLE, I AM A VICTIM OF A VERY PLAYFUL PUPPY!

And I don't hate you, my anger makes me hate you. But you really can't blame me, I was raised to put on a brave face to the public when all you want to do is cry all day.

Yxayotl

I don't know why you have to be so difficult on a weak soul that has shown you multiple times she can't take the shit you give her. I don't understand why you insist on pushing me beyond my limits; there's a reason why it's called a limit.


The worst possible thing you can do to me is feel pity, and quite frankly it takes me a while to recover from your pity insults. I really need to be more private with my things, even if it means turning into a two-faced bitch to hide my shit. I'm telling you in advanced: it's not ASB that changed me, people, it' s you.

Rhythm n gangsta

AH NEVUH CUM OFF TACKY, AHM A BOSS EGGZAKLEE, AHM LAKK A SICK SLICKK SUPA SNOOP FLYY VERSACE, CONVUHSATION FLASHEEEE, Y'ALL MUTH******* CAIN'T MATCH ME.
Why don't any of my friends share my love for Snoop Dogg?! come onnnn, ain't you diggin this shizzle, mah nizzle?

So I'm going to be very busy trying to recreate an exact replica of this (the headdress, son) by hopefully the end of polo season, if not earler, which is almost impossible. But this is me we talkin' 'bout, mang. there ain't nuttin' impossible!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=80EMtoVZzM4

And I'm fucking phsyched about interantional week. I know, what a Mexican, but it's okay, I'm not one of those tacky chicanas, I'm the real deal! Don't you enjoy foreign cultures too?

The Sweet Smell of Coughdrops

I'm sick again. For the third time this month. Damn. I have coughdrop breath xD

No mothatruckin' lie, I've been listening to disco music like crazy. And I love it. No lie. That just adds on to the endless list of things that people find to be weird about me. Am I really THAT weird? So what if I like flat soda & melted ice cream, ya bastards! To add on to the variety, I've been listening to a lot of Daddy Yankee too. Hah, is that normal enough for you?

So the other night my parents were having a talk about ethnicity groups and shit blah blah AND THEN I was like, "I wanna visit my grandmammmaaaa" and they were like, "you couldn't last a day." Couldn't last a day? I used to practically live with her! And then they babbled on about how I was too white washed and that Mexicans disgust me and I got really pissed. AND THEN, my mom had the nerve to tell me that Mexico wasn't my hometown, that it was fuckin' Orange County cuz that's where I was born. She literally told me I didn't belong. Okay... being born in the United States only makes me a citizen, it doesn't take away my Mexican ethnicity. OH, AND THEN, my family in Mexico call me gringa and gabacha and shit and my immediate family calls me white wtf. DO I NOT BELONG ANYWHERE?! And my dad, just to fuel the fire a tad more, told me the chain of Aztecan ancestors in our family was broken when I was born because I was "infected by the white man". That can't be true unless my mother had sex with an actual white guy and he was my real dad. But that can't be true either because the physical and internal similarities with my father are far too obvious. I love that guy, I really do. I make it seem as if I don't and that's not true.

SORRY, THAT SHIT WAS BOTHERING ME.

More Stubborn Than a Mule

I am. I really am. And it sucks. Pride is such a big thing for me. I have self control, really I do, but it's just my damn natural stubbornness that gets in the way of things. For example, not a specific one, but someone will say something and I'll oppose their opinion just because I naturally have this mind set that everyone else is wrong. I know you're not wrong but my damn pride will not let me admit that at times and makes you all mad at me. And then the good old fashioned Alicia charisma will jump in and try to save the day and then you forget you were mad at me. I wonder how long I can keep that up. Charisma can die out, and when it does I'll just be stuck with this stupid pride of mine that at the end of the day is completely worthless. It's just me and my damn stubborn pride.

But see? I'm not like super proud and shit cuz I'm totally admitting it. But then it's like those bitchy ass girls that are all like, "I'm a bitch and you love it. I'm going to hurt you and talk shit, so I apologize in advanced. Let's be friendssss betchh." Help me Lord with my damn pride, it just brings me down. AND being stubborn makes me lose my temper and then we'll have a scary encounter with the Alicia I never wish to introduce you to.

I just hate how much of myself I reveal publicly. It's like I have no sense of privacy or something. I really hope no one read this. I know you're thinking, "if you don't want anyone to know your shit, why post it publicly on the internet?!" ughhh, I just can't sit with someone and tell them these kinds of things so I have to write out my issues. And this is the one place my mother won't look. Maybe I don't have self control after all.

Back To School Y'all

Now that lip sync is over, my priorities list has rearranged itself in the most awkward thing I've ever seen. I'm so uncomfortable with it.

I can't say I'm disappointed with the way lip sync turned out. If I did, I'd be lying. 2nd place?!?! I thought for sure we'd get third. We really pulled it out of our ass.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SnozmmWDyZs



This weekend was delicious but I still have not perfected the art of completely ignoring something that ruined your weekend. Like, you know, incidents that scar you for the rest of the week. I can't ignore shit like that. BESIDES a few mishaps on Sunday, yes my weekend was delicious and I'm looking forward to many more like it.

It's a club girl, why you arrivin' naked?

I just can't wait till lip sync is over. GOD!
We won't do too bad, I predict, but we certainly won't win. Either way, I'm very proud of all y'alls :) The good thing that I'm getting out of lip sync is closure with a crapload of peepz and lots and lots of laughter. i can assure you of that. Oh, and Margarita, whom I've come to love like a child, except for she's a lot more mature than i am.

iluvjolieleeleee (10:04:18 PM): whats wolfmother?

idkmybffaracely (10:04:39 PM): lmfao

idkmybffaracely (10:04:59 PM): the most amazing rock band to have ever existed in the whole history of the universe

idkmybffaracely (10:06:40 PM): people just have this thing with them

idkmybffaracely (10:06:55 PM): they say you can't listen to wolfmother unless you're high

idkmybffaracely (10:07:07 PM): BUT THAT AIN'T TRUE! MY ASS IS MORE SOBER THAN ANYTHING!

iluvjolieleeleee (10:07:27 PM): HAHAHAA

iluvjolieleeleee (10:07:31 PM): oh mannn

iluvjolieleeleee (10:07:38 PM): i love you

Fuckin' Rancheras Up in Hurrrr

Que lejos estoy del suelo donde he nacidooooooooooooo
inmensa nostalgia invade mi pensamientooooooooo
Y al vermeeeeeee tan sola y tristeeeeee
cual hoja el vientoooooooooo
Quisiera llorar, quisiera moriiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrrr de sentimientooooooooooooooo


I think I'll perform "El Condor Pasa" in International Week (I'm not from Peru, people) as a representative to Native America. Not only because the Incas are more hardcore than the Aztecs (talking shit on myself here, seriously) but because their music is so much more recognized and unified than Aztecan music. Or I'll stick with what I know and sing the "Dalia Chinita" like the naca india that I am. LMFAOOOOO, I just imagained that! Doing little zapateadas here and there EWWW! Maybe I should just sit in the audience & enjoy the cultural wasteland in which I live in.


L A T I N O A M E R I C A !

In other nasty news, Americaaaa (AGUILAS!) Aaaaammmmericaaaaa (AGUILAS!) fuckin' won the super clasico against Chivas. HAHA! He who laughs last laughs best, son! I love staying home on the Sundays when important soccer games are on just to see my dad's reactions, hehe :) He jumped 34897652045 feet in the air and screamed like a little girl who got kissed by the cutest boy in the second grade when America scored the first goal. Wait, too much info, BUT TRUTH HURTS! I was just kidding you know...

...And like a smell around you I will forever linger...

I feel like ranting. Which is a good thing because that's what blogs allow you to do.





I think the problem hidden within my many problems is me. THE PROBLEM IS ME. And I don't know how to fix me.




The tension in my family has grown tenfold since God knows when, and once again, it's probably something I did. I notice this on weekends (I'm never home then for very obvious reasons) and then I'll come home and everything is fine. Then I'll say something, not something too complicated or anything, something like "Hi" and the tension builds up. Is it a certain tone? Is just my presence? WTFFFF





Things have gotten so out of hand that my new family are my friends. How pathetic.





People think that lip sync stresses me out. lmfao, really? Something retarded like lip sync could never stress me out. I don't have the time to stress out about retard shit and cause a migraine.




I would normally go all out on these kind of rants, but I'm afraid I'm just in too good of a mood to bring myself down like that. Tonight should be fun. I know last night was :D So before party animal Alicia is brought out from beyond, I better get to work. Don't worry about me, you know I will always be okay.

Cosmic Egg

After all these years, Wolfmother FINALLY released a new album and it's so good I died, revived and apparently died again song after song after song. It's soooooo deliciously good, I can't even explain it. Hear it for yourself :) EN KNEE WEEEYYYSSS, me encanta como la gente siempre hace inferencias sobre ti y cuando te empiezan a conocer, se dan cuenta que eres algien totalmente diferente y ellos parecen brutos por portarse con tanta idiotez. Y para que no entiendas lo que de verdad quiero, y he querido decir for tanto tiempo, lo voy a escribir en nahautl PUTA!

Tlakokolistli atletia ixayak nimitstlasojtla notlasojtlalis, yesej ojpana mati' postektli.

Ajkiuan uejka nika' xtokaitl tlalpantli kanin Moyokoyaniiiiiiiiiii FML I fell so nostalgic. I miss you so much Hidalgoooooo D: And I'm really sore. And tired. And sleepy. Can't do NUTINNNNN!!! Seriously, if by some weird magically magical way you can translate exactly what I just said in dialect, you would know my biggest darkest secret OF ALL TIME. I know you can't figure it out though, English-Nahuatl translators fail. You won't even come close to ever knowing.

Eek!

I'm quite alarmed at the number of people that know about my troubled personal life. I don't tell people who I don't trust, so ONE OF YOU IS A SNEAK. I'm going to find you, you sly dog.

Cuando te confias mucho, te va mal.

I'm not a big complainer, I'm really not, but it's just such a pain in the ass when things don't happen according to your careful planning. What makes it worse is that I'm not a big fan of surprises.
When your personal life sucks multiple dicks at the same time, it's important to be the one who keeps it together, and don't mind my saying, but I've done a damn good job so far. Sometimes shit heals with time.

OH! And for some strange reason, my creativity has sprung out tenfold and I wrote the most amazing story, if I may say so myself, that has ever been written about creepy satanic-related shit. Ever. I know I'm not supposed to go there, BUT WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN YOU'RE IN A DARK SPACE HUH?! Anyway, I think books, regardless of them being written in 1752 (which are the best) or modern ones, they're always afraid of going too far. That makes a pussy story. I don't wanna scare you too much or go into unnecessary detail here, but, uh, while I was writing it I got multiple chills down mah spine and I had to keep looking over my shoulder to make sure the guy I was talking about wasn't breathing down my neck or anything. Odds are you're not gonna get to read it. Maybe you will one day when I publish it and it gets the Nobel Prize or beats them DaVinci Code and Twilight books that have been sucking on the tit of fame for what seems like forever.

On a lighter note, I love you. And for another strange reason I've been listening to a lot of disco music lately. Kill me if you want, but I like it. DISCO DOES NOT SUCK! (That much.)

Dirty Dianaaaaaaaaa

LIKE OMG GUESS WHAT CREEPSTER MJ FAN GOT TICKETS TO THE "THIS IS IT" MOVIE?!
THE SAME ONE THAT'S GONNA GO SEE THE HORRORS ON SEPTEMBER 30th!


S O O O O O O E X C I T E D D D D D D :D

Bring it on, junior year.

So after two days of feeling like a complete ass in classes that I SHOULD NOT be in (such as chemistry and some other bs), I've come to the realization that this year is going to be harder than I thought. Which is good. I make things difficult for myself so I can feel more accomplished when I'm done with them (that sounds really dumb actually). When I ran for class yell last year I was told it was too much work and I didn't beleive it. Yelling. How hard can it be? Well, I have more responsibility/ power than I initially thought and now I've come to the realization that I bit off more than I could chew.

Here's what's going down right now:
-Junior officer shit (prom, lip sync, blah, blah)
-waterpolo
-drama (school plays & improv events)
-orchestra performances
^^Most of these will likely take place at the same time

Looks like I have my work cut out for me. It's not much, but more than I'm used to.

Feeling pretty Mexican

CRAZY TIMES, FOREALLLSS. First of all, I'm moving from one crappy Asian-infested (no offense) neighborhood to another. And this new one is a lot worse, so it's kind of a crappy feeling. Specially because I felt all this sudden nostalgia, but anyway, there's a lot of Mexicans where I'm moving and to tell you the truth, I'm scared. It's weird because I usually LIKE change, but this shizzlefizz sucks :( OH AND I QUIT THE VEGAN THING LIKE TWO WEEKS AGO PEOPLE, GET WITH THE PROGRAM! You can't play water polo and depend on bland organic food, I'll die of starvation and exhaustion.

And speaking of exhaustion, man am I tired. I just came back from a terrible party (my parents' best freinds' wedding) and oh my God, thank you Jesus for blessing me with acting skillz. Maybe it's just that I'm not a people person today, but seriously I wanted to murder everyone there individually, including my parents. I'll take that back eventually, but let's leave it at that for now.

At least I get a break from waking up at 6:15 for water polo practice. Whew.. It sucks when everything piles up on you at the last minute. OMG SCHOOL'S STARTINGGG

Alberto, this one's for you.

T H A N K Y O U :) You sure know how to fix up the broken spirit, and since you asked, I'll write about you on my blog. YOU MAKE TERRIFIC COMPANY, AND THAT'S ALL I REALLY NEEDED.

P.S. Your mom is cute :D

At last, making the story public.

Not.
I still don't feel like telling you the whole story.
So if you REALLY want to know what's wrong,
my family and I are in mourning due to the recent
death of a family member. Happy?

It STINKS like teen spirit.

SO YESTERDAY I PLAYED AT THAT GIG I MENTIONED EARLIER. (!) And it was one of the best days ever :D The band I played with is a pretty well-known band from Anaheim (and they don't really have their own material, they just play cover songs) and their singer is friends with one of my friends, we met, we hung out & he asked me to play bass cuz his bassist quit. So I did. We played Dead Kennedys covers to about 500 people at a venue in Long Beach. Anyway, it was pretty fun; I would have had more fun if I had just chilled. I had my sob-story life in mind the whole time, but you can ask me about that yourself.

Everybody wants to party with Aretha.

So like... I've been real busy lately. Which is good because that distracts me from my recent depression from the death of a close relative (which is taking me longer than I thought) sob-story life, but I'm afraid I am just going to collapse of physical exhaustion one day. Justtttt kiidddiiiinnngggggg, I'm not! Six feet can handle plenty, and at a time too! But anyway, work is a bitch, and getting bitchier. And plus I smell like meat and chlorine half the time now, so I'm not the most pleasant person to be around lately. And you know what? I'm starting to become more aware of the annoying side of people. I used to try to see the world as a place where pleasant people inhabit, but foreeeeaaaaaaalllllsssssss, not the case. I have no tolerance for anything anymore. Which is a good thing...? Everyone's a bitch. In there. Somewhere. It's just too bad that's the firts thing they reveal. If you would keep your bitchiness to yourself sometimes, I wouldn't avoid you so much.

And on another note, I met a very nice boy. Jesus, don't I feel like Sandra Dee?! And, AND, he asked me to play bass temporarily for his band. I'm really excited :) And, I love you, even though you're annoying. But hey, you're only human right? Here I go with my tree-hugging qualities again.

Hey! My one month of being a vegan is coming uppp! Nobody really cares or even realizes how much dedication it takes, but I'm going to celebrate anyway.

Ching Ching, Gettin' Paid Over Here

Who knew pay checks could be so exciting? I sure didn't. BUT I KNOW NOW, I KNOW NOW!

Yackelin's 80's Yamzz Total Nighclub Edition:
"Two Of Hearts" by Stacey Q. I guarantee you'll like it.

And wtf is Yackelin's 80's Yams? THEY'RE MY JAMS, YOU COULDN'T HAVE FIGURED IT OUT?! JESUS!

Yackelin's 80's Yamz (Version Summer '89)

ONE WORD: DIVINE; look her up.

I love summerrrrrrrrrrrr :) I wish it would be less hot so that my summer would be complete WITHOUT MIGRAINES. God, I'm tired of complaining about migraines, but it's just so hard to live with them.

Sweet Sixteen

So yesterday was Sabrina's sweet sixteen and we partied it up on the upper deck of her yacht all flippin night long. It turns out all the tension was a misunderstanding and she was a bit distant because of the stress of her party. I had a fucking BLAST! I mean I thought I had fun before that, but nothing compares to catching up with old friends, making new ones, dancing all night and eating red velvet cake like a hobo. Plus, when the party girl is your best friend, you get a somewhat special treatment.

But now my feet are killing me. DO NOT WEAR HEELS FOR 6 HOURS STRAIGHT. EVER! (No matter how cute they are, they're not worth the pain.)

Things are back to normal and I've never been happier. Plus, I only got really dizzy ONCE and I didn't faint or get migraines whooooooo :D!

You're No Damn Good for Me

Seriously, I feel like I'm under house arrest because of my illness-ness. I can't stand to take another pill, I fucking hate my life. And all of a sudden, nobody has my back. I'd jump off a cliff for my friends, it's good to know they'd throw me just to save their own ass. Great.

Where are people when you need them?! >:(

You've Been Struck By a Smooth Criminal

So it's been a week since Michael's death, and everyone seems to have gotten over it. Luckily, my era of depression is long gone (well, I got out of it yesterday). During my very long period of nostalgia, I was listening to all my mom's MJ records & cds & shizzzz, and I came across a song I totally forgot existed. Hell yeah it's catchy, hell yes it's amazing, but what I really liked about it were the lyrics. I listened to the song and the second it was over, I felt happy. And then I did pathetic dances that should be illegal.
And speaking of illegal dancing... My brother and I were trying to keep up with the choreography in the "Thriller" video and mannnn... FOORRRRREEAAAAALLLLSSSSSS. We made up stupid names for the moves, and we finally got it down this is so stupid why would anyone do that Jesus help me...

"Why You Wanna Trip On Me" by Michael Jackson (well, it helped me!)
Other jamzz I have to hear at least once a day: "Give In To Me", "In The Closet", "Who Is It", and "Jam", all conveniently found on his album "Dangerous".

Moving on with life...
My mom is letting me go back to being a vegetarian!! WHOOOOOO!! FOOTBALLLLL!!! (wtf) she says as long as I take my 5435182131861351 pills a day and my injections (for illness purposes) I'm good. BUT MY ASS IS GOING ALL THE WAY, I'M GOING VEGANNNN!!!!

Plus, my doctor is letting me go back to swimming next week :D I NEED TO SWIM, MY BODY CRAVES IT SO BAD.

Love You Longtimeeee

I was released on Monday morning, but due to heavy medication, I slept through most of yesterday. But TODAY, I livedddd! It felt like the first day of summer all over again! After running a lot of errands, I realized how boring it is to be at home, especially when nobody is there to be lonely with you. I kind of needed this, everyone needs some alone time one way or another. Well, basically I dedicated this particular Wednesday to plan the rest of my week.

I haven't done laundry in two weeks. :O !!

PLUS, I think I might have gained weight...?! Nobody seems to notice, but I do!

i don't give a flippin fadoodle

Bahhhhh, I feel like a member of the LAME LOSERS LOVEHUT.

May is my favorite time of the year; I'm always happy (let's not forget a bit moody) in May.


<3

I love you so much I can have two bowls of ya ;)

I've been in such a good mood today, I love it. Suddenly I love everything and everyone and I can't stop talking and who reads this anyway? I feel like writing the longest run-on sentence because I think they're cool and slightly annoying but not annoying enough to really annoy anyone but seriously I wonder if anyone reads this I'm watching this creepy ass show about vampires its pretty scary and it makes me wonder what would happen if Twilight fans saw it, your dear Edward Cullen is a creepy satanic parasite, even though parasites are much more pleasant than vampires damn I hate Twilight but it's still my guilty pleasure so now I'm going to change the topic to something more interesting.

Did you really think I'd keep going? haha!

Oh yayyyyyyyyyy

The Horrors are coming, The Horrors are coming!
From across the universe in London, England, my absolute favorite band in the whole wide world is coming to Californiaaaaaaaaaaaaa :)

And I'm going to see them!!! May 21st, I CAN'T WAIT

And, I'm going to Six Flags fo' my birthday :)

And, I'm taking Song & Sabrina for the ride

HOW GREAT IS THIS DAY?

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Chicken Noddle With... Bitches!

I feel like I've been listening to too much Wolfmother. Wait, is there such thing?!

Application for Employment.

Since my being rejected by a useless talent agent, I've been... not myself. I just noticed that I've been really depressed and hiding it... See how depressed I am? I'm blogging at 10:40 pm, that's pretty late for me.

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