April 30, 2006



She has a point. Although I myself come from an immigrant family, At least we didnt come over swimming across a river or in a container. We went through the legal process to become american citizens. Born to immigrant parents who were naturalized in the right way, I am american. But these people, they demand immediate and no consent legalization. It's like coming up to the president and saying: Listen big ears. I want you to make marajuana legal. D'you hear? But knowing Bush... well, i wont go that far. But when all these mexicans are on strike. Americans! Take their jobs. Flush the illegals out! Send them packing with books on how to get in the right way. In a car, with a smile and a passport. Oh and bring cash too cause you're going to need to pay for your child's education like everyone else. So if these immigrants are demanding legalization, they better fucking learn english, pay taxes, get the fuck out of my way when I go to the doctors and know their place as citizens. None of that Viva la Mexico bullshit here. You came to America, you be American. Not Mexican. AMERICAN. Get it through your thick skull that you dont go to another country and demand they conform to you. You should conform to them. Why? Cause you're a freaking MINORITY!


Ah, prom has gone by and bye. It was a magical evening. I hope I didnt let Vivian down though. So I started the day around 10 AM when I woke up. Played a bit of Mozart, Debussy and Jopin on the piano until 1 PM. I took my shower around 2 PM and started to dress. So now fully dressed, came the onslaught and barrage of the Parential Papparizzi. So after that, I went to pick up my date. I found out she lived in the same community I used to before the house got too small for us. So after shaking violently to put her corsage on, she began to fumble with my (bouteneer?). After a while or so, she had managed to get it on to a certain extent. So off we went to John's house. So we get there, and more papparizzi awaited us. Stephanie and Danielle were already there and having some photos taken. So we got in our share of photos as well. And by the time everyone arrived, it was just nothing but flashes. So that's what the last photo of us inside looked like. [from left to right: John, Kelly, Danielle, Stephanie, Zach, Vivian, Wendy, Jeff, Craig, Lynn] Then it was off to the limo where we arrived at the pasta pelican at exactly 5PM. This driver's good. But alas, alak! To Jeff's [3rd from right] dismay, one of his un-actuainences awaits us there taking photos at the pier between the Pasta Pelican. I dont see why Jeff totally hates him but that's just Jeff. Jeff has problems with alot of people on the soccer team. Even the totally awesome and sexy Pablo (not anymore as of may 1st, 2006). So this guy is dressed up like a mortician [much to my amusement] and we have a good dinner at the Pelican. I unfourtnatley got a small dot of sauce on my vest and would remain there for the remainder of the day. So off we go to the observetory. A drive and a squished zach later, we arrive at Chabot and we're the second group to arrive. Right after Emily Wong [with Ehren] and before Courtney Hom [With Ashton by her side]. So we go in, get our picture taken. We're going to take the elevator back up and everyone else in our group is in the elevator going down to get it taken. They're all totally stunned at our ruthless asian efficency. They got the chocolate fountain running eventually and we stood out on the balconies for pictures and talking. There, we discover that Criag has miracously gotten chocolate all over himself. Vest, jacket and on his back. And there was the other incident of the night. Emily aparently had a bad picture of her taken by Jeff. In a feeble attempt to delete the picture, she chases after Jeff who unfourtnatley wore leather sole shoes where he fell down and put a hole in his tux. So after some dancing, strawberry, pineapple smoothie shots, we go out onto the balcony again to get lost in some talk. But now, it's around 9 oclock PM and it's foggy. Reminiscant of Scotland. We tried to get to the patio, but they said: no, it's a construction zone. What a let down. All in all, we had the best times on the balcony, watching the stars, making wishes, holding each other closely for warmth and talking all the while. So prom was sorta weird. The dance floor was too small to accomidate everyone, it was nothing but rap from 8 to 11. At 7, it was techno and alternative rock which was awesome. But rap is a hard thing to dance to. You only can wiggle your body about and stuff like that. So after some extremely dirty dancing, which went away after a while, we got lost on the castle ramparts in the moors of scotland again. This time, spending more time than our second endeavour. So the we had our last dance and we left, and got our souviner glasses. Strange shape, but nice none the less. We headed down to Fenton's creamery for some dessert and we were the best dressed there until like 8 more limos arrived. Bearing more of our friends there. We finished quickly, went back to John's to engage in a "who has more Bobby pins" contest between Stephanie and Kelly. So we left after the 38th pin and I dropped vivian off and fell asleep to SNL. So that was my day. and i'll never forget a day like that.

PS: I forgot to wear the cologne that Joris let me borrow from him. I was in the Pelican when I realized: Dammit, I forgot cologne. At prom, Joris came up to me and said: here zach, Let me Smell you.

April 23, 2006

FIFA is for Fornicating International Footy Arseholes

This isint mine, but I got it from Grumpy's gripes. I just thought it was too funny to leave on the australian continent. Courtsey of www.webwombat.com

Oh well, I guess it was always going to happen. The Boys Club of soccer - Fornicating International Footy Arseholes, or FIFA - has right royally screwed us once again.

Yup, the movers and shakers of soccer have bowed to South American pressure faster than a Latin American politician puts his hand out for dodgy cash and have gone back on a promise to allow Oceania an automatic place in the 2006 World Cup Finals.

Now, once again the winner of the Oceania qualifying group - either Australia or New Zealand - will have to travel around the globe putting up with sooky-boy South American wussers.

You can just imagine how the vote was changed can't you.

The delegates would have been sitting around a Rio de Janiero pool, being wined, dined and entertained by buxom South American beauties opening large suitcases stuffed with either pesos or cocaine.

An oily perspiring type would be talking to them along the lines of ...

"Hey, seenors, we wanna have one more team in the World Cup to satisfy the ambitions of our glorious nations and show that apart from corruption, fiscal incompetence, trigger-happy soldiers, ignoring soul-destroying poverty and wiping out the rainforests by the banana-boat load - we South Americans can play the beautiful game better than anyone."

The scumbags of Fornicating International Footy Arseholes would all be nodding their heads in agreement (or would they be just wiping the cocaine from their noses) saying what wonderful types the Latins are.

And there would be the fine upstanding figure of the Australian Soccer representative who would be making noises about improving the world game by showing our talent off to the world and the boost to it in this country. She'd also drop in the bazillions of bucks that Fornicating International Footy Arseholes would earn through TV rights to a First World country, rather than a collection of tin-pot dictatorships.

The Fornicating International Footy Arseholes voters would look at our gal for a few moments and then ask in one voice "But what do we get?"

To which our honest and upright gal would say "it would be good for soccer."

Four days later - when the laughter from Fornicating International Footy Arseholes reps died down - she'd be told something along the lines of "keep trying, we'll do more for you next time."

Well, dear readers, it has to be said that there is only one person that South Americans would listen to - Margaret Thatcher!

Yup, one mention of the Iron Lady and the macho men of South America would fill their pants instantly and think twice about going back on their promises.

"Remember the Falklands" should be Soccer Australia's catch-cry and every time we play the Latins we should have banners, flags and people wearing hats and T-shirts featuring the sinking battleship General Belgrano.

Silencing the voices

So all of us has recovered a fair amount from the sort of stuff that's been going on. We all can some how relate to the 70s and 60s when the police tried to silence the voices of the people. The fact that they shouted for peace and abortions. So lets relate to now. Abortions for some, and no abortions for some. I understand so far. But when the Pro life movement came to put up signs encouraging people to let the child live, the pro choice movement demanded the signs torn down from all the bart stations and bart cars. Call me narrow minded, but arent the same people demanding the voices of the people, trying to silence others voices? The sheer audacity of them to demand that other voices be put down, so that their liberal voice could be heard. A similar event occured at the campus at University of California at Santa Cruz. The military had set up a booth there getting people to join at their own free will. And somehow, the leftist wing group sprung up and shouted protests against the military. So far, it's all legal. But when they forced the recruiting station out and telling them to stay out and never come back, they crossed the line so far, your mother would have yelled at the kid next door for no reason. I understand the right of free speech as do these liberals, but somehow, they think they're exclusive to the right of free speech. What we say is right. Pro choice is always right. No one should get a abortion or join the military. While those on the other side, they have the exact same rights as those against them. But I probably can safely say that both sides have tried to silence the other side up. But What really bothers me is that the side that fought for the freedom of speaking, is demanding the other group to shut up and let their ideals romp the earth. No way will I let this happen. When there is a recruiting booth and there is a protest to get rid of them, I will defend them. It's not the repubican monster that is destryoing us all. It's the crazed liberal ideal that they fought for the right, and it's theirs and only theirs to use.


Oh gosh. Prom is in a few days and I still dont have a corsage. Well, it's better that some people in that they dont have anything at all. One of my friends, no tux, no ticket, no corsage. His date: she has everything apart from a ticket. How embarassing when they have no way to get in and he lets her down beyond all. He claims he has heart. Well, he should heart and recgonize that he cant procrastinate on this sort of stuff. Allright so hm... what to write about... Ok, so i'll talk into politics in the next blog. Brb

April 22, 2006

Hello All

Hello my pretties. I have survived the long week of colleges. And to sum it up, I will provide you a list of the colleges I have so far visited, and their ranking:

Number 1: Cal Poly San Luis Obisbo
Number 2: University of California at Davis
Number 3: University of California at Berkeley
Number 4: University of California at Santa Barbra
Number 5: University of California at Santa Cruz

Well, number 5 is biased in that we drove through it and didnt look through it at all.

To tell you about my vacation, I ate well. At Cal Poly, I had a Chicken Salad sandwich with italian dressing and mustard and onions. Awful, with the mustard. For dinner, the previous night, Tahoe Joe's 1/2 lb Steak Hamburger. For dinner on the day I went to Cal Poly, A Teryaki Pork Chop that weighed at 1/2 lb as well, from the Aloha Grill in Ventura. For Lunch the next day... um... I dont think we had lunch. Well, we had dinner at home... um... Ah, cup of noodles. So you can tell, the minuite you come home, it's back to shit food. It's not so bad, espically when you long for it.

About my jacket. On Friday (my day off from colleges. Originally intended for Cal Maritime) I finished the last stage of my jacket. Getting everything put onto it. Except, the Athletic A. Still pathetic. Oh well. At least I have a jacket losers.

Prom: Ok, ordered a tux, not sure, but my vest might be darker than vivian's stuff. But that wont make much of an affect, since we match in color. White and her dress, would have been ok. Silver, a bit more awkward. I now just need to order a corsage. Wherever I can get one... Any suggestions?

April 15, 2006


Ok, So I ordered my letterman jacket sometime in march. Excited to have both Athletic and Academic A emblazened on it. Now I realize. Varsity jacket... VARSITY JACKET... oh damn. I'm not in Varsity anything. Oh fuck. Now my jacket is a big lie. Oh well. When I eventually do get that A, it's going under the lines. Haha. My Jacket is going to be a slap in the face of Athletics and going to be the pinnacle of Music. That's it. I'll have my jacket based more on academics. So who gives a damn if it's not about sports, or if I aint a football player. They're dumbasses. Who cares if I'm not in track. They have ugly legs. Who cares if I am not in water polo. They have to wear a harness. So music based it shall be. I need have the lines down by saturday. Hm...

most outstanding musician '03-'04
Chicago Heritage Festivals Silver 1st '04-'05
Symphonic Band Soloist '05-'06
JV Badminton Mens Doubles '05-'06

That sounds ok.

April 13, 2006

Tenor Banjo

I've taken quite a shine to the tenor banjo lately. After last night's escapade of watching a paul whiteman video clip over and over again, i've really come to appreciate the awesomeness of the tenor banjo. It's other brother already is awesome. But the thing is, the tenor is more of an instrument you can strum rather than pick since it doesnt have the sounding drone string. So everyone, if you want to help me, I gladly accept donations so I can purchase my first tenor banjo.

April 07, 2006

rain rain, go away. Maybe bakersfield?

Argh, it's been raining for the past couple days, but we did get some nice sunshine yesterday. Ahh. But when leaving safeway, it was raining like crazy. And it still is. I hate the feeling of wet pants. It's like a sea monster giving you a hug in the legs. It's clingy and then gets cold. God i wish it was sumer now. Stein owes me a popsicle still. That reminds me. I'm fucking pissed. Brian bought me an ice cream pint from ben and jerries. Vanilla rum something. I was excited to get better and be able to eat it. And then, what the god damn fucking shit ass hell? Someone took it. I bet it's one of those god damned musical kids. They take anyting out of Joe's fridge without asking as long as it looks ok to eat. It was MY FUCKING GODDAMMED ICECREAM. It's not yours to take. And to assume that joe would ever eat ice cream at school is completly past the minute and dense minds of musical theater and choir students. Either that, or it was that Shakira. She had that stupid icee and put it in joes fridge. I bet she saw it and decided to take it. But I shouldnt accuse people like that. RRRRRRR... GOd damn them all. I'll get to the bottom of this eventually. In the mean time, i'll just rant and continue to bitch about the sancitity of personal property.

April 05, 2006

The guide about men and women and me. (concise: 2006)

After several months, a compilation of all the interesting facts on boys and girls... Here you go; read it, ponder it, share it, love it...

What a Girlfriend SHOULD know and a boyfriend SHOULD do

Guys: Put your hands around her waist firmly
Girls: Lay your head back on his shoulder and put your arms on his.

Guys: Whisper in her ear, girls: giggle
Girls: Whenever he tries to kiss you, don't just let him, kiss him back.

Girls: When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold
Guys: Automatically move closer to her. (if your stupid then you'll either say" me too or you'll give her your jacket... don't)

Girls: During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder
Guys: Lift her chin up and kiss her.

Guys: When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... and mean it.

Girls: When you're both lying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat
Guys: Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.

Guys . . .

Find a girl who calls you BABE or baby face instead of HOT or SEXY . . .
. . . who can't stand it when you hang up on her . . .
. . . who would sit there for hours looking into your eyes . . .

Wait for the one who doesn't care what you look like, but what's inside counts the most . . .
. . . who looks at you with the twinkle in her eyes and kisses you on the cheek instead of the lips . . .
. . . who wants to be with you in public . . .
. . . who makes you smile just by knowing she loves/likes you back.

Wait for the girl who is a constant reminder of your happiness and joy.

Wait for the girl who you give piggy back rides to in public and she still is in view of her friends, while she gets off and you hear her go: "you're the one for me, for always."

Kissing Language (yup, it's a language)
if a kiss is the Language of Love,
then we have a lot to talk about it...

methods of Love....

kiss on the ear------"i'm horny"
kiss on the cheek----"we're friends"
kiss on the hand-----"i adore you"

kiss on the shoulder-----"i want you"
kiss on the lips------------"i love you" or "i want you"
holding hands--------"we can learn to love each other"

a wink-------------------"Let's get it on"
slap on the butt----"thats mine"
playing with the ear----"i can't live without you"

holding on tight----"don't let go"
looking into each other's eyes-----"let's get romantic"

pulling hair on head----"tell me you love me"
arms around the waist---"i love you too much to let go"

if you're kissing someone, close your eyes. it's not nice to stare...

1. Guys hate sluts.
2. "Hey, are you busy?" or "Are you doing something?" ~ two phrases guys open with to stop from stammering on the phone.
3. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.
4. Before they call, guys try to plan out a little about what they're gonna say so there aren't awkward pauses, but once he's on the phone he forgets it all and makes it up as he goes.
5. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.
6. Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.
7. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're goin for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-
how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.
8. A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.
9. Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.
10. Don't talk about your guy friends to your boyfriend.
11. Guys get jealous easily.
12. Guys are more emotional than they'd like people to think.
13. Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?!..uh...nevermind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.
14. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.
15. Guys hate asking parents for money to buy girls presents. So they come up with ideas like saving their lunch money for a week. But it never works because guys are always hungry so they end up asking the parents for money anyway.
16. Girls are guys' weaknesses.
17. Guys are very open about themselves.
18. It's good to test a guy first before you trust him. But don't let him wait too long.
19. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.
20. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.
21. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.
22. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships.
23. Guys will brag about anything.
24. Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. We rarely use beautiful. If a guy uses that, he likes you.
25. Guys think WAY too much. One small thing a girl does, even if she doesn't notice it can make the guy think about it for hours, trying to figure out what it meant.
26. Guys seek for advice from girls not other guys. Because most guys think alike, so if one guy's confused, then we're all confused.
27. Any guy could write out a rulebook or advice book for flirting, but no guy can write out a book about relationships.
28. Try to be as straightforward as possible.
29. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he's too-good-never-been-busted, never been in love and hurt, he won't be mature and grown up.
30. If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.
31. No matter how much guys talk about asses and boobs, personality is key.
32. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.
33. Guys worry about the thin line between being compassionate and being whipped.
34. If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside.
35. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.
36. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, "Please come and listen to me."
37. Guys don't really have final decisions.
38. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.
39. If your best guy friend seems to avoid you or is never around when you're with your boyfriend, he's probably jealous and likes you.
40. When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.
41. Guys like femininity not feebleness.
42. Guys don't like girls who punch harder than they do.
43. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.
44. Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.
45. Everything in moderation. Put on makeup, wear perfume. Just not too much.
46. Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.
47. Guys hate rejection, but they hate being led on even more.
48. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.
49. A guy would give his left nut to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.
50. No guy can handle all his problems by his own. He's just too stubborn to admit it

When a guy is quiet, He's listening to you
When a guy is not arguing, He realizes he's wrong
When a guy says, "I'm fine," after a few minutes, he means it
When a guy stares at you, he thinks you're the most beautiful thing in the world
When you're laying your head on a guy's chest he has the world
When a guy calls you everyday he is in love
When a (good) guy say he loves you he means it
When a guy says he can't live without you he's with you till your done
When a guy says, "I miss you," he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else

When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind.
When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.
When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around.
When a girl answers, "I'm fine," after a few seconds, she is not at all fine.
When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.
When a girl lays on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever.
When a girl calls you everyday, she is seeking for your attention.
When a girl wants to see you everyday, she wants to be pampered.
When a girl says, "I love you," she means it.
When a girl says that she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future.
When a girl says, "I miss you," no one in this world can miss you more than that

30 Things Guys Want Girls To Know!!

1. We're not as perverted as you think we all are.
2. No matter what YOU say, your ex-boyfriend IS a LOSER.
3. We like you to give us hugs and kisses sometimes too.
4. Don't argue with us when we call you beautiful.
5. Don't treat us like crap, what goes around comes around.
6. We know you're pretty, that's one of the reason's we're going out with you.
7. Don't go into detail about your period. It scares us.
8. If you have cramps and we ask you what's wrong, just tell us it's that time of the month and nothing more.
9. If you really liked us for us, you would let us think that our mustache, beard, or sideburns looked cool.
10. We never shave our legs. So get over it.
11. NEVER ask us if you can put makeup on us. It's just wrong............
12. Don't make bets about us, because one of your friends will tell us, if you don't.
13. When we tell you that you're not fat, believe us.
14. We absolutely do not care about the Backstreet Boys, *NSYNC, 98 Degrees, or what any other guy looks like for that matter.
15. We may not be able to pee accurately all of the time, but at least we can stand up and go pee.
16. Just cause you think you're always right, doesn't mean that you don't have to apologize when you do something "wrong."
17. You expect us to say and do sweet things for you, but it would be nice if you did the same every once in a while. We like to know that you love us.
18. We can't always be spontaneous, so try to help us make the plans sometimes.
19. Don't ask us to beat up another guy for you, cause you might get what you wish for.
20. Never kick us in the nuts "just to see what we would say". That's just mean.
21. Never pretend like you are going to break up with us and laugh when we believe you.
22. Pamela Anderson's boobs aren't fake anymore, but we like yours better anyway.
23. Size doesn't matter, except to idiots who don't want a relationship.
24. PMS is not an excuse.
25. If you want us to put the seat down when we're done, you should put it up when you're done.
26. Don't tell us how cute your ex-boyfriend was. That doesn't turn us on.
27. And always remember: The way to a guys heart is through his stomach..... and maybe....oh nevermind.
28. NEVER ask us to kiss other guys. You might be that comfy with your friends, but to us it's just wrong.
29. We always notice how funny it is after you rip out our heart, stick it down our throat and still want to be friends.
30. And last but not least: We know you're not always right, but we'll pretend like you are anyway.


1. Hugs from behind. Come on! just hug her.
2. Grab her hand when you guys walk next to each other.
3. When standing, wrap your arms around her.
4. Cuddle with her.
5. Dont force her to do anything.
6. Write little notes.
7. Compliment her Honestly.
8. When you hug her, hold her in your arms as long as possible.
9. Say I love you.....and mean it.
10. Pick her over ur friends.. no matter what.
11. comfort her when she cries.
12. love her with all your heart.
13.Pick her up and flirt with her (she'll scream and say put me down but really shes loves it).

Tell her you think she's cool. Tell her why you think she is so cool.
Smell her hair & play with her hair. Talk to her every chance you get.
Pick her up and pretend you are going to throw her into the river; she'll scream and fight you but secretly she'll love it.
Just hold her hand. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to.
Introduce her to your friends as the coolest girl I know. Sit in the park and talk to her.
Tell her stupid jokes. Write her a note. Just walk around with her.
Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her.
Let her fall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you.
Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree.
Give her piggy back rides. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings.
Take her shopping (and don't whine about it!).
Stay up with her all night when she is sick.
Make up pet names for her, but cool ones not sappy ones.
Make her mixtapes/CDs. Teach her something.
When she's sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her even if she's not saying anything.
Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you she wants.
Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast. Kiss her in the rain


Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot . . .
. . . who calls you back when you hang up on him . . .
. . . who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead . . .
. . . who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats . . .
. . . who holds your hand in front of his friends . . .
. . . who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on.

Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, ". . . that's her."
Guys . . .

Find a girl who calls you BABE or baby face instead of HOT or SEXY . . .
. . . who can't stand it when you hang up on her . . .
. . . who would sit there for hours looking into your eyes . . .

Wait for the one who doesn't care what you look like, but what's inside counts the most . . .
. . . who looks at you with the twinkle in her eyes and kisses you on the cheek instead of the lips . . .
. . . who wants to be with you in public . . .
. . . who makes you smile just by knowing she loves/likes you back.

Wait for the girl who is a constant reminder of your happiness and joy.
Wait for the girl who you give piggy back rides to in public and she still is in view of her friends, while she gets off and you hear her go: "you're the one for me, for always."

1. If you like Her ... ASK HER OUT already
2. when you hug her, put YOUR ARMS around her WAIST and hold her close
3. when u WALK next to her, get as CLOSE as you can to her
4. if shes the only one in your life, TELL HER
5. ALWAYS let her know how much you like her, love her, or think about her
6. give her presents and cards for no reason, SHE WILL RETURN THE FAVOR... ALWAYS
7. if she hangs up on you, call her right back
8. always offer to pay, if she says NO three times, then let her pay but make a deal that you get to pay next time (date offer too!)
9. kiss her lightly every chance you get
10. look in her eyes and kiss her on the lips, forehead, or nose
11. if she says shes cold, dont be an idiot and say "me 2" and stand there, or give her your jacket so she feels guilty that your freezing,....just simply hold her in your arms
12. dont force her to do anything shes not comfortable with
13. invite her to your house or somewhere to talk instead of the movies.
14. try not to ask her if shes mad at you EVERYTIME you speak to her
15. Always tell her you LOVE her only if you really mean it
16. DONT pressure her to do anything she isnt READY to do. When she is ready, she will let you know. She just wants everything to be more SPECIAL and PERFECT. So appreciate what she does do with you.
17. DONT go and tell your friends ANYTHING that happens between you two, cause it will hurt her and make her mad...and it will NEVER happen again.
18. Do WHATEVER you can to please her...( if you love her you will)

:.Every Girls Dream.:

1. Get kissed in the rain
2. Have that one hott kiss where your pressed against the wall
3. Have a guy that thinks you're the world
4. Have a guy that holds on as long as possible when giving hugs
5. A boy that whispers he loves you in your ear
6. Have that moment where you just gaze into eachother's eyes
7. When you cry, he kisses your tears away.
8. When you're not with your guy he's all that you can think about
9. Wearing his jacket and everytime you breath in, his scent surrounds you
10. A guy who will watch any movie with you, no matter how teary eyed you may get.
11. A guy who squeezes your hand
12. A boy that says he loves you and means it
13. A guy that will play her favorite song outside her window
14. A guy who is loyal
15. A guy that will sing to you no matter how bad he is at it.
16. A guy that will kiss you on the forehead.
17. A guy that will call you beautiful or adorable...
18. A guy that will never judge you for how you look.
19. A boy that says cheezy stuff to you just to make u smile
20. A boy that is the same when he is with you and when with friends
21. A boy that tells you everything honestly
22. A boy that is good with your family and introduces you to his family
23. A guy that will always let you win
24. A guy who stands up for you no matter who it is against
25. A guy who calls you at night just to say 'hi' and see how your day has been
26. A boy who tells you that your smile makes his day and makes everything better
27. A boy who will sit on the phone with you when you're sad, even if you're quiet
28. A boy who you can hangout and have fun with
29. A boy that will just randonmly call you for no reason at all, just because he missed you
30. A guy who will hold your hand through the roughest parts of life.
31. A guy who would love you forever no matter the circumstance.
32. A guy who wouldn't mind you wanting to get all dressed up and do your make up for him. Even if he says he likes you better without make up.
33. A guy who you can be yourself with and he will never give a care and would still tell you that you are amazing to him.
34. A guy who runs his fingers through your hair, like he's washing your worries/troubles away.
35. A guy who tells you you make his day better, just for being you

[1.] While you hold her hand play with her fingers. (they think it's cute)
[2.] Tickle her & make her laugh.
[3.] Kiss her.
[4.] And Dont only kiss her on the lips, kissing her on the cheek and forehead is cute too.
[5.] Hold her waist
[6.] Hug her while your behind her and rest your head on her shoulder.
[7.] Whisper you love her in her ear.
[8.] Tell her shes beautiful.
[9.] Look her in the eyes and smile when your thinking.
[10.] Tell her you never want her to let you go.

-To every guy that says I love you.
-To every guy that opens doors.
-To every guy that walks on the outside of a sidewalk so he can be the first to get hit by a car that careens off the road and push her out of the way.
-To every guy that cooks dinner for her.
-To every guy that has fulfilled her ultimate fantasy
-To every guy that said, "Sex can wait."
-To every guy that said, "You're beautiful."
-To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.
-To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick (And even a stuffed animal perhaps).
-To every guy who has given her flowers just because she is feeling a bit depressed.
-To every guy that said he would die for her.
-To every guy that really would.
-To every guy that did what she wanted to do.
-To every guy that treated her like a princess.
-To every guy that cried in front of her.
-To every guy that she cried in front of.
-To every guy that holds hands with her.
-To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
-To every guy that hugs her when shes sad.
-To every guy who would give their jacket up.
-To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
- To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to be able to see her for ten minutes.
-To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
-To every guy that will just sleep (no sex) with her.
-To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what (even if she got fat).
-To every guy who told his secrets to her.
-To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breathe.
-To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
-To every guy that believed in her dreams.
-To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.
-To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.
-To every guy that wasnt just trying to get laid.
-To every guy that actually listened.
To every guy that gave his heart only to have it shoved back in his face.....

I'm the guy who will text you every single morning and tell you good morning and every single night to tell you sweet dreams.
I'm the guy who will text you and tell you "i miss you and wish you were here" just because.
I'm the guy who will blindfold you, take you to the beach and let you run your toes through the sand then make you guess where we are.
I'm the guy who will show up at your games (or competitions or meets) without you knowing just to surprise you.
I'm the guy who will hold you when you're crying and wipe away your tears.
I'm the guy who still thinks you're beautiful with no makeup on, wearing sweats and a big t-shirt.
I'm the guy who won't pressure you to do things you dont want to.
I'm the guy who will show up at your house with soup and a movie when you aren't feeling well.
I'm the guy who kisses you on the forehead.
I'm the guy who actually listens to you when you talk.
I'm the guy who's excited all day because im looking forward to our date that night.
I'm the guy who is content to just be able to hold you and wants nothing more.
I'm the guy who can't help but smile when you walk into the room.
I'm the guy who's perfectly content with staying in and watching movies and cuddling.
I'm the guy who won't lie to you about where he's going or where he's been or who he's been with.
I'm the guy who's not afraid to tell his friends how much he likes you.
I'm the guy who isn't always trying to act like a hard ass around you.
I'm the guy who doesn't care about your imperfections and loves you more for them.
I'm the guy who isn't embarassed to say "I LOVE YOU" in front of his friends
I'm the guy who will hold you while we watch the sunset.

April 03, 2006

Faith in Western Medicine

I as of last night, April 2nd, 9:34 PM, I have lost total confidence in Western Medicines. I shall now rely entirely on chinese and herbal medicines. Chun bay Pay Pah Lo, Afrikanna Sea Coconut Cough Syrup, Po Sum On, Pak Fah Yeow are my best friends now. So long nyquil, dimetapp, robitussion and tylenol.

Librarian Bitch

So it's second period and Joe told me to make three copies of this one piece of music. So I go down to the library wondering if I should ask an aide to do the work for me or just do it myself. So I go in to make THREE copies. Ok, I finished, but got me at the part where you have to log out. Oh crap, there's no button for that. And one of the copy ladies walk in and she is this ugly bitch with shit glasses from harry potter and she's like, you're picture is not on the wall. Get out. Thank you. When she says thank you, it's like THAAAANK YOOUUEE. I wanted to punch that whore slut mongrel in the face. All i had to do was make THREE FREAKING GODDAMNED SHIT HEADED LOUSY COPIES. And all she had to respond to me making three copies was: your picture isint on the wall. Student government has no use for the photocopy machines. Why on earth would they need to use it anyways? The music department has more important uses for the machines since we constantly need to photocopy music for class and use in CLASS. Leadership only use it for: posters to get students to eat here on their OWN TIME. The school is obviously blinded by the fact that student government is using the machines for wrong purposes and that departments that need things copied but have no authorization to make the necessary copies. So I announce publically my running in this year's election for Commisar of Assemblies. And I will make all the photocopies I want and shove them in that whore painted slut trumpard's face.

April 02, 2006

People Please

We were driving around in SF today. I wanted to yell at some people. We were making a turn at ...howard? and california and there were these two white idiots who are talking and laughing. So the couple is basically having a good time. And yet, they just stroll across the street and the light says: STOP DO NOT CROSS and lo and behold, they just waltz right in. I wanted to yell at the top of my voice: "CANT YOU SEE THE GODDAMN FUCKING SIGN? IT SAYS DONT FUKCING CROSS YOU GODDAMN FUCKING DICKHEADED DILHOLE RETARDED SHITSTACKS!" I really did. It was this burning feeling inside me that really wanted me to do it. Sadly, I did not due to the fact that I was sitting on the opposite side of the car and my window doesnt even roll out. Or open out far enough to stick my hands out.

So it's around 8 pm and we're driving down the freeway and I notice, when it rains, the weather brings out the maniac in people. They drive like 5298475983 mph while they dont even give a damn about speed limits or hydroplaning. Another thing, i'm surprized they havent designed a car that can limit the amount of spray the tires create so when we go driving, it's like trying to drive a car though a fog of car shit water and rain.


Sickness. Isint it awful and pointless to get sick? I mean, it ruins your week or the time that you get sick. You cant run around in the rain naked or eat ice cream and stuff like that when you're sick and got an awful cough where philegm comes out the size of potatos. So this is my proposal. Let's all boycott getting sick since it's a waste of time and we cant bear to upchuck another potato sized globule of philegm. So we all should meet outside of City Hall on monday with signs saying: Ban Sickness and start protesting people who get sick. Let us throw tomatos who do get sick and shove nyquil down their throats.

On top of that, isint Nyquil really nasty tasting? I had to drink it last night for my cough and it's like drinking licorice medicine. It's awful. Why cant medicine companies develop a medicine that actually tastes decent. But then, we might get hooked. So it's a win win situation. The pharmucitucal companies get our business where we constantly buy medicine and we're always health by drink gallons of dimeatapp. Yeah, i'd have to say Dimeatap rocks my socks.

April 01, 2006

We're getting members

At long last, I finally have a partner in this. No longer will it be bleak boring posts, but let's welcome our first contestant, Lukas Mott

*Camera Pans to curtain*

Dammit, where is the end of this damn curtain? monkey slave peter, cut me a curtain hole

*curtain slices open*

i've always wanted to use that somehow

Something to talk about

I was sitting in the car today, going past Chapin st. And I begin to wonder about something. And all of a sudden, I have something great to blog about. But, being my usual self, I have already forgotten. So, i'll just complain about the layout of Big Lots at Fruitvale. The aisles are only wide enough for one cart and a child or a really fat person, which doesnt exactly make things better. The problem is that they shove too much crap into each of the dinky aisles. And also. Where the heck to they get off with stealing carts from the albertsons and office max next door? I mean, what if someone who worked there just went nextdoor for a um... candle and saw the cart. Well, would they argue with the manager about the stolen property? Or would they run out of the store with the candle to get back at them? I'd bet they take the candle over a cart filled with crap and pee pee. I applaud Big Lot's use of off brand things. Death cereal (Life), Mormon oats hot cereal (Quaker oats), camhorn's soup (Cambells), Senor Ding dong's mexican distilleded vinegar (???). I might complain about it, but nothing beats a John Deere mug for only one dollar. Awesome!