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I've forgotten what it feels like to be normal.
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wTuesday, October 21, 2003 |
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Weird History Facts =) found by the facey.<
Have a history teacher explain this if they can...
Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846.
John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946.
Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860.
John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960.
Both were particularly concerned with civil rights.
Both wives lost their children while living in the White House.
Both Presidents were shot on a Friday.
Both Presidents were shot in the head.
Now it gets really weird.
Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy.
Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln.
Both were assassinated by Southerners.
Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson.
Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808.
Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908.
John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839.
Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939.
Both assassins were known by their three names.
Both names are composed of fifteen letters.
Now hang on to your seat.
Lincoln was shot at the theater named "Ford,"
Kennedy was shot in a car called "Lincoln" made by "Ford,"
Booth and Oswald were assassinated before their trials.
And here's the "kicker":
A week before Lincoln was shot, he was in Monroe, Maryland.
A week before Kennedy was shot, he was with Marilyn Monroe.
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Laura at 12:28 AM
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wTuesday, October 14, 2003 |
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"Welcome to the real world"
she said to me kind of condescendingly
"Take a seat, take your life
plot it out in black and white"
Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings
and the drama queens
I'd like to think the best of me
is still hiding up my sleeve
They love to tell you "stay inside the lines"
but something's better on the other side
I wanna run through the halls of my high school
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs
I just found out there's no such thing as the real world
just a lie you've got to rise above
So the good boys and girls take the so-called right track
faded white hats grabbing the credits and making transfers
they read all the books but they can't find the answers
and all of our parents, they're getting older
I wonder if they've wished for anything better
while in their memories, tiny tragedies
I am invincible
as long as I'm alive...
- John Mayer, No such Thing.
i like songs that have meaning.
Yesterday, while watching the Wade Robson Project, J.C.Chasez was promoting his new solo album, and performed a new song from it. It was far too long....in fact, it really shouldnt have ever been made. 3/4 of the song lyrics were " all day long i dream about sex and all day long i dream about sex".
Now, if the song is 4 minutes long, and 3/4 of the lyrics are " all day long i dream about sex and all day long i dream about sex", what was he thinking when he had to sing the song about 60-70 times in the recording studio? Did he actually think" wow, this song is awesome!" ? because if he did....that is frightening. =(
ok time to eat. =)
p.s. Joe, youre a big fat soondooboo, and i'm mad. GR !
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Laura at 7:21 PM
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PRONE TO BOREDOM MAKES ME PRONE TO NON-BOREDOM
A - Act your age - sure...if 20 years old still constitutes as "child" on menu's, rides, schools, stores, homes, classes, apartments,such and such.
B - Breast size - Standard American Issue - 36C circa 1986 to present...although the standard american issue is constantly evolving, but not genetically. Hah
C - Chore you hate - paying bills...=*( with money i dont have.
D - Dad's name - Pyung Wha ( yes yes, it means Peace...hence, DrPeace. Shaddup)
E - Essential make up item - eyeliner
F - Favorite actress - Rebecca Romijn Stamos...( although she's more of a model...she's just so purdy x)
G - Gold or silver - i like mud. =)
H - Hometown - Northridge...NOT the porn capital of the world
I - Instruments you play - does skin-flute count? Hah....j/k i'm a piana player, and flute.
J - Job title - starving student
K - Kids - want 5...=( nobody will marry me.
L - Living arrangements - previously smelly but now lilac-y fresh apt with 2 cool roommates
M - Mom's name - Jusub
N - Number of people you've slept with - i've still got a finger left...i'm saving it for brad pitt when he comes to his senses.....or out of them, whatever the case. =) either one will do =)
O - Overnight hospital stays - None, although i almost did when i got in the car accident with crazy sarah. That was scary.
P - Phobia - psychotic people that seem perfectly sane, and ghosts and paranormal psychic activity
Q - Quote you like - "we dont stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing"
R - Religious affiliation - does deprived masochistic nymphomaniacism count? haha....cuz i dont belong there at all anyway.
S - Siblings - One older brother
T - Time you wake up? - between 8 and 9
U - Unique habit - random acts of childish playing =) YAY !!
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat - Okra...that is just nasty.=( its all slimy.
W- Worst habit - procrastination...will be the death of me.
X - X-rays you've had - teeth, ankle, neck, ribs, collarbone and spine ( from the car accident)
Y - Yummy food you make - spgeddy =) and macademia cookies =) and ddukbokki....come over, i cook for you.
Z - Zodiac Sign - Aries
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Laura at 6:45 PM
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wSunday, October 05, 2003 |
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from Homer's Odyssey:
THE JOURNEY TO ITHACA
"When you start on your journey to Ithaca, ask that the way be long." Pray for a lifetime filled with sea smells and trading ports, with "mother of pearl and corals, amber and ebony, and pleasurable perfumes of all kinds," so that you will arrive at your life's destination old, perhaps, but laden with rich experiences. Wisely, you will not expect your personal Ithaca to have anything left to give you, but "Ithaca has given you the splendid journey. Without her you would never have taken the road."
the charms of growing up....*sigh*
heh...i wonder if any of my fellow bloggers have missed me. =) See you soon.
posted by
Laura at 10:58 PM
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wSunday, August 17, 2003 |
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Naked Babies !
i saw nekkid babies i saw nekkid babies !! =)
they were so cute, playing around in the sand at the beach with tummies as round as watermelons. They look like watermelons with little arms and legs flailing around everywhere. Although, i wondered if the mom ever worried that sand ( among other various things on the beach) might get up their hoo-haw. I mean, they were sitting so roughly on the ground...Hrmmm...
anywho, there is something so liberating, so spiritual about going to the beach. Especially when life has been rough. You just go to the beach and take long swims past the shore, listen to the roar of the ocean, feel your body float atop the strong pull of the waves, smell the ocean air, boogie board to your hearts content, see the sun disappear over the horizon, and come home with soft feet and hair. =) Lovely.
there was a bay-watch-y type of lifeguard on duty who, i think, might compel many young women to fake drown....repeatedly. =) Who knew they really existed?
taking yummy quizno's sammiches to the Getty to eat in the pretty garden in dreamy mid-afternoon is clearly a genius idea, one that will be used repeatedly in the years to come.
I love summer break. =) gotta enjoy the rest of it before i havto start packing and moving to san diego and starting school.......which, ironically, will be just as fun. xD !!
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Laura at 6:42 PM
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wMonday, August 11, 2003 |
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Soggy Bodies, Crazy Fools, and Dirty Girls
what a weekend.
really.
over the course of two days, i've had about 7 different pairs of hands on my butt, 3 of them girls ( oh my ! ). Haha
ok, driving 130 miles to San Diego is not a bad drive at all...even in traffic...and even if its 103 degrees outside. The way its bad is, if you are going in a car that doesnt have air conditioning.
A 4 hour drive to daygo in THAT heat with no air-conditioning makes for some very grumpy,soggy bodies. Literally.
but it was so worth it. =)
jennay is one crazy fool. Haha...i used to think being somebody's "very best friend" was an esteemed title, and made you very special. She taught me that its not. Heh...for when she is drunk, not only does everybody have last names attatched to their firsts, but they are all esteemed " very best friends". Oh, and yui and i? we are not her very best friends. Rather, we are not even cool. Why? Because we are on fire, thats why. ( her words ey). Jennay got married to Ray in one night. =) Hahaha....good times good times.
if you can drink, and sake-bomb, and listen to korean music in the morn, thats enough for jen to love you for life. Oh yeah, and if you have a nice car and buy her a Louis Vitton bag. I guess i'm not eligible for jen's love for life. =(Hah...jen's crazy too. =) <333
alize has a potty mouth when drunk. You never would think it, cuz she seems so innocent and all. But when drunk, every other word is fuck. Fuck and shit. Haha...innarestin.
now yui. Yui really does need to come with a leash. The new rule created over the weekend: Do not go to dirty club in Tijuana and become distracted by charming but horny Tom Cruise look-a-like Irishman who buys you a rose while other friends are on the dance floor, because she will slink away to get yet another drink from the endless drink bar, only to be found hours later sitting alone at a table falling asleep and getting an anonymous lap dance from some ugly fat guy. Hahahaha.....yui's hardcore. I make her wet at restaurants....literally. lol. I love my yui. She's such a sport. =)
Now clubbing in Tijuana was nothing like i expected. But then again, i dont know why i expected that it would be decent. To me, it was dirty, in every sense of the word. I felt like i was in one of those "Girl's gone Wild" video tapings. People were dancing up on the second floor wearing really short skirts, and a couple of them weren't wearing underwear. Hmm. The DJ asked the girls to show their titties, they did. For the few minutes i was dancing, i saw some girl getting fingered in the corner. Then, when i was thoroughly disgusted, i made my way across the dance floor, only to be grabbed by about 8 different hands on the way out. I found a seat outside, and took in about 10 years worth of all the second hand smoke it'll take to kill me slowly and painfully...while i witnessed some girl stroking some guy she just met in the corner of the room. Some drunk Irishman took up conversation with me, but i didnt want to him to get the wrong idea, so i was sure to tell him i was taken. He didnt seem to mind though, because he kept talking to me. So i was astounded by his respect for me, and he made for interesting conversation to pass the time. ( alice, the party animal, just didnt want to leave) I was disappointed to have been so wrong about him though, cuz when we went to go get drinks for his friends and for jen, he felt me up on the dance floor while we squeezed past all the dirty dancers...oh and his friend? Married jennay that night. Haha
yeah. Like i said, dirty in every sense of the word.
its still an experience nevertheless, and i'm glad i went. =) although, i dont think i'll be going back anytime in the near future....like...ever. Hah. Maybe. We'll see.
drinking makes me nauseous. I dont feel well when i drink...and i didnt even drink that much.It also makes me very horny. Nauseous and horny makes for a very bad combination while under the influence. Therefore, i dont think i will be drinking again any time soon.
i dont really care if that makes me a square. I'd rather be square and know what i'm doing than be fun and reckless. Cuz thats probly how i'll be.
Its good to be home. My mom is the best. I really missed her. =) She's so cute, cuz she bought me these really nice bed sheets and nice room stuffs, but she got all teary eyed when she gave it to me. =*) i love mom. My mom rocks.
all in all, a crazy, very dirty, fun,educational, memorable weekend.
i'll post pictures later. =)
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Laura at 10:22 PM
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Yui's making me her B*tch
argh, i should be studying for my final =( but the task at hand is so huge i dont even want to get started. Heh. I went to go study with Yui, but yeah. Like that would ever happen. We were too busy having sex.( see below)
so yui is whisking me off on a weekend escapade down south past the border. How romantic =). She however, put limitations on my dress attire. Yes, she's got me whipped. She forbade the red dress, deeming it too sexy for the perverts in TJ. So i shall unsexify the clothes, just for her, oh and that guy named... whats his name? ah, matt ( just kidding!! haha) haha..
yui and i have been having a lot of sex lately ( you know, connecting on a deeper level and all) its been great. =) She even came to school with some ready-made sex and called me out to her just to deliver it to me. I feel so extra spiffy special because she made it just for me ( btw, its a CD i'm talking about. Yeah, depeche mode is pretty awesome...thank you thank you, i love it very much so ) This is her favorite song, and soon to become one of my favorites as well. Somebody - Depeche Mode
I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
She'll get my support
She will listen to me
When i want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
She'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact she'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
She will understand
I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things i detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyone's strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when i'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it
isnt it so lovely? =) yui's aussie pelican says he wants to be that somebody.
music is so inspiring sometimes, i dont see how i could live without it.
posted by
Laura at 10:03 PM
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wTuesday, August 05, 2003 |
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Life in the Slow Lane
in all walks of life.....its a good rule of thumb to slow down once in a while, though at times, its very difficult. Life is so fast, and it'll take you by storm.
(* ahem *yui, this is my subtle, philosophical sounding bloggstamp reminder of our little pinky promise outside your house tonight)
Muhahaha ! if yui doesnt keep her promises, i will be the proud owner of her two little pinkies....not that i want them, cuz i want her to keep them to keep the promises, you get all that? i'm just showing off that she promised away her pinkies like her soul is mine. =)
life in the slow lane. *sigh*
it has taught me many meaningful things...
like how freakishly difficult it is to maintain speed at only 35 miles per hour. haha..just kidding. I already violated the promise to myself. =( Bad llama bad llama.
i've developed a sort of addiction for photographing clouds. Its to the point where i'm at a traffic stop and i'll just bust out my camera and snap photos. The surrounding cars must think i'm nuts. I just love the play of light and shadow and ray's of sun.....its such a beautiful background to such ordinary,such everyday things like cable lines or traffic lights. I think its an addiction because i sort of get this melancholy thought like " i'll never ever see a cloud thats just like that one ever again"...and so i want to take a photo of em and imprint them forever. Heh. I'm a weirdo.
Today is my brother's birthday. He is 25, what a moldy. =) Its kind of odd though, because when he left for college, i was only 12, so it was at that stage where i hated him. Now, he's a pretty cool guy. I called him and sang the most annoying happy birthday song ever, and then we ended up talking for about 2 hours. It's weird thinking that the guy who made me cry morning noon and night, told me i was Hawaiian because i was so dark and that mom and pops picked me up in a dumpster in Hawaii, and always stole my stuff would turn out to be a pretty great brother. So happy birthday, perry. =)
posted by
Laura at 11:45 PM
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wMonday, August 04, 2003 |
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Knock on Wood
i fricken fracken jinxed myself last week when i thought to myself, " gee, its so hard to drive slowly, its a wonder i never got a ticket".
i didnt knock on wood.
look what happened. =(
dont underestimate the power of the wood.
=*(
i hate that the cop was sooo nice about it, too. =( i wished he coulda just been an asshole so i could hate him, since he was still giving me the ticket anyway. The fact that he was so nice makes me feel like he was sniggering at me. =P dirty cop. Hasn't he got anything better to do?
boo.
anywho, today was a good day, besides that. Played with pickle face, monkeyman and my fatty at the dog park. =) twas very much fun.
yay yay yay !! i gots an apt in san diego...at La Scala. Oh do come visit . =) its so fun cuz i gots a new address and a new phone number and a new spiffy email address that makes me seem really smart cuz its got a blahblah.@ucsd.edu at the end of it. =)
ok shower time, doggy drool does not smell good.
byeee !
p.s. big bad voodoo daddy is playing at the Ventura County fair tomoro night...=( boo for me who has evil caretaker who does not let me out of the cell...err...room.
heh, gotta find a way around it. =) !
posted by
Laura at 9:50 PM
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