OKAY! Finally, time to post.
First I want to say that I HATE trains, especially during THANKSGIVING time. My train was 3 hours late and me being that late ruined my plans with Hope (which also happened to be my only chance to see her). I didn't get home until 12:30 when I was SUPPOSED to be home around 9:30-10:00. What a load of crap.
But Thanksgiving break was pretty good. A much needed break, too bad I was sick the whole time. But I still had fun being super lazy and just hanging out with my family. I just learned that my brother is MOVING to Washingtin D.C. When I heard that I was like "Oh, when are you leaving? Next year?" He said "um... 5 days from now." WELL HOLY CRAP, thanks for telling me family. Anyway, that's pretty cool, it's a good (if not the best) place to get his political career up and running. Too bad he's not sure if he wants to be a politician or a chef... I'm sure he'll figure it out some day. The dinner was better than usual, I usually don't like turkey, but it was ok this time. We also had a three pound dark chocolate turkey in the center of the table. That's what I ate the most of, it was delish!
I did nothing all break though, I didn't even see any friends. At least I got a whole batch of turtle brownies to bring back to school. They are yummy, I think I'll have one right now. mmmmmmmmmm
Monday night I went to dinner with Tara and we had a superbly hilarious time. We started to act like we were black and we asked eachother "black" questions. Tara didn't really believe that I was black, so she quizzed me. Our conversation went as thus:
Tara: If you're black why don't you talk black?
Me: Stop stereotyping me.
Tara: Just talk black once and I'll believe you are black.
Me: FINE
Tara: So what's up?
Me: Just CHAWWIN on my DAWWWG
Yes, I'm aware you probably all think it is stupid and not funny in the least, but it was hilarious at the time. So hilarious, in fact, that Tara and I have coined "chawwin'" as our new universal verb usable in ANY situation. You're on your way to the bookstore and someone asks you what's up, you say "Not much, just chawwin on the bookstore." Going to exercise? NO PROBLEM! You're just chawwin on the gym. I think you get it. This leads to my next point, a NEW FUNNAY WORD OF THE DAY!
Today's funnay word of the day: Chawwin'
As for the "awesome video-game related stories." I got banned from the SAME server three times, in this server I met a group of three guys that also go to USC, they also happen to know my RA (Brian) and we had a nice talk. It was pretty cool. Now for more EXCITING news, Kira and I played Half-Life and Counter-Strike together. It was hella fun (yes, I'm aware I said "hella"), she needs some practice though. But she'll be good in no time ;-).
As for my Christmas/Birthday list:
KIRA
The Good Life - Novena on a Nocturn
Cursive - The Ugly Organ
Cursive - Such Blinding Stars for Starving Eyes
The Pixies - Trompe Le Monde
Spoon - Telephono
The Thermals - More Parts Per Million
The Rundown DVD
Pirates of the Carribean DVD
Clothes and money
Drawing Tablet for my computer
Fix my digital camera
Anything that has sentimental value/that comes from the heart.
AND! I've been listening to The Clash all day and my OLD favorite song came on. So I'll post the lyrics because it is such an awesome song
Current Music: The Clash - Ghetto Defendant
/ Allen Ginsberg lyrics
/ starved in metropolis
/ hooked on necropolis
/ addicts of metropolis
/ do the worm on the accropolis
/ slamdance cosmopolis
/ enlighten the populace
Hungry darkness of living
Who will thirst in the pit?
/ hooked in necropolis
She spent a lifetime deciding
How to run from it
/ addicts of metropolis
Once fate had a witness
And the years seemed like friends
/ girlfriends
Now adult has a dream
But it begins like it's end
/ shot into eternity
/ methadone kitty
/ iron serenity
Ghetto defendant
It is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
/ strung out committee
Walled out of the city
Clubbed down from uptown
Sprayed pest from the nest
Run out to barrio town
/the guards are itchy
Forced to watch at the feast
Then sweep up the night
Flipped pieces of coin
/ broken bottles
Exchanged for birthright
/ grafted in a jiffy
/ strung out committee
/ not sitting pretty
/ graphed in a jiffy
The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room
/ jean arthur rimbaud
By the bodyguards of greed
For disturbing the tomb
/ 1873
His words like flamethrowers
/ paris commune
Burnt the ghettos in their chests
His face painted whiter
And he was laid to rest
/ died in marseille
/ buried in charleville
/ shot up in eternity
/ guatemala
/ honduras
/ poland
/ a hundred years war
/ tv rerun invasion
/ deathsquad salvador
/ afghanistan meditation
/ old chinese flu
/ kick junk, what else
/ can a poor worker do?
First I want to say that I HATE trains, especially during THANKSGIVING time. My train was 3 hours late and me being that late ruined my plans with Hope (which also happened to be my only chance to see her). I didn't get home until 12:30 when I was SUPPOSED to be home around 9:30-10:00. What a load of crap.
But Thanksgiving break was pretty good. A much needed break, too bad I was sick the whole time. But I still had fun being super lazy and just hanging out with my family. I just learned that my brother is MOVING to Washingtin D.C. When I heard that I was like "Oh, when are you leaving? Next year?" He said "um... 5 days from now." WELL HOLY CRAP, thanks for telling me family. Anyway, that's pretty cool, it's a good (if not the best) place to get his political career up and running. Too bad he's not sure if he wants to be a politician or a chef... I'm sure he'll figure it out some day. The dinner was better than usual, I usually don't like turkey, but it was ok this time. We also had a three pound dark chocolate turkey in the center of the table. That's what I ate the most of, it was delish!
I did nothing all break though, I didn't even see any friends. At least I got a whole batch of turtle brownies to bring back to school. They are yummy, I think I'll have one right now. mmmmmmmmmm
Monday night I went to dinner with Tara and we had a superbly hilarious time. We started to act like we were black and we asked eachother "black" questions. Tara didn't really believe that I was black, so she quizzed me. Our conversation went as thus:
Tara: If you're black why don't you talk black?
Me: Stop stereotyping me.
Tara: Just talk black once and I'll believe you are black.
Me: FINE
Tara: So what's up?
Me: Just CHAWWIN on my DAWWWG
Yes, I'm aware you probably all think it is stupid and not funny in the least, but it was hilarious at the time. So hilarious, in fact, that Tara and I have coined "chawwin'" as our new universal verb usable in ANY situation. You're on your way to the bookstore and someone asks you what's up, you say "Not much, just chawwin on the bookstore." Going to exercise? NO PROBLEM! You're just chawwin on the gym. I think you get it. This leads to my next point, a NEW FUNNAY WORD OF THE DAY!
Today's funnay word of the day: Chawwin'
As for the "awesome video-game related stories." I got banned from the SAME server three times, in this server I met a group of three guys that also go to USC, they also happen to know my RA (Brian) and we had a nice talk. It was pretty cool. Now for more EXCITING news, Kira and I played Half-Life and Counter-Strike together. It was hella fun (yes, I'm aware I said "hella"), she needs some practice though. But she'll be good in no time ;-).
As for my Christmas/Birthday list:
KIRA
The Good Life - Novena on a Nocturn
Cursive - The Ugly Organ
Cursive - Such Blinding Stars for Starving Eyes
The Pixies - Trompe Le Monde
Spoon - Telephono
The Thermals - More Parts Per Million
The Rundown DVD
Pirates of the Carribean DVD
Clothes and money
Drawing Tablet for my computer
Fix my digital camera
Anything that has sentimental value/that comes from the heart.
AND! I've been listening to The Clash all day and my OLD favorite song came on. So I'll post the lyrics because it is such an awesome song
Current Music: The Clash - Ghetto Defendant
/ Allen Ginsberg lyrics
/ starved in metropolis
/ hooked on necropolis
/ addicts of metropolis
/ do the worm on the accropolis
/ slamdance cosmopolis
/ enlighten the populace
Hungry darkness of living
Who will thirst in the pit?
/ hooked in necropolis
She spent a lifetime deciding
How to run from it
/ addicts of metropolis
Once fate had a witness
And the years seemed like friends
/ girlfriends
Now adult has a dream
But it begins like it's end
/ shot into eternity
/ methadone kitty
/ iron serenity
Ghetto defendant
It is heroin pity
Not tear gas nor baton charge
That stops you taking the city
/ strung out committee
Walled out of the city
Clubbed down from uptown
Sprayed pest from the nest
Run out to barrio town
/the guards are itchy
Forced to watch at the feast
Then sweep up the night
Flipped pieces of coin
/ broken bottles
Exchanged for birthright
/ grafted in a jiffy
/ strung out committee
/ not sitting pretty
/ graphed in a jiffy
The ghetto prince of gutter poets
Was bounced out of the room
/ jean arthur rimbaud
By the bodyguards of greed
For disturbing the tomb
/ 1873
His words like flamethrowers
/ paris commune
Burnt the ghettos in their chests
His face painted whiter
And he was laid to rest
/ died in marseille
/ buried in charleville
/ shot up in eternity
/ guatemala
/ honduras
/ poland
/ a hundred years war
/ tv rerun invasion
/ deathsquad salvador
/ afghanistan meditation
/ old chinese flu
/ kick junk, what else
/ can a poor worker do?
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