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.