my password clues: Model. Trendy. Femme.

if you wanna get in on this I.J., click hurrrr

what's an I.J.? think about it....

cheaters

oh dang, it's so soon... eye do not think i am ready. well let's pray.

moving on.

hmm...

Satchurday, June 28, 2008

it was wedding time... so my mom's hula sister (basically who she dances hula with) got married...but we call her 'auntie' because we're close and i dance hip hop with her daughter and stuff...

so anyways, the dj is doing his thang and there's this blue dressed-girl doing some freaky deeky...at a family function. and it's really like crazy spastic... like pop-it, crack-it, pop-it, twerk it, shimmy, swirl, shake your hair, grind, back-it-up...and all of that in one move. 

so whenever it caught our eyes, it was a "code blue"

it was fun.

by the way, her name was Cheadah... pronounced 'cheetah'

that's really all that's interesting.

you don't even know

mad love, mad love

especially for the shoutout (i think) at 0:19

yeah, no hateration here....because it reminds me of such

anyway, KCDC started...it's been fun and tiring

i think my highlight was Kung Fu Panda Day...when ada dressed up as Master Shifu and taped this ghetto blue mustache to her lip... oh, happy day.

anyway, i have a wedding banquet tonight and fellowship in 15 minute so i best get a move on some thangs.

w.e.m.l.

this is funny:

and for those without cyborg-vision,

My Top 10

Will Arnett

New Classics That Made Me Cry

1. When Crockett came back after going too deep on Miami Vice, and they pulled their guns on him at his locker. They pulled their guns on Crockett! He gave his life to that job! He's good police!

2. When Jerry Orbach left Law & Order

3. When I realized the theme song to The Greatest American Hero was the best song ever, and that i would never hear a better song again.

4. When Sam closed the bar one last time on Cheers.

5. Every Oprah

6. When i found out The Hills was fake/real. But then I realized that it's real/fake.

7. When Walt was taken by the Others on Lost. I gasped. And then uttered, "hell, no."

8. When Snoop was shot on The Wire. Before Michael shot her, she asked him if her hair looked good. That was profoundly sad because (a) her hair looked great and (b) what? You're going to be dead within 15 seconds! Think about that.

9. When that woman had to shave her had on The Amazing Race

10. Jason Bateman's big, teary family-tribute speech at the end of Arrested Development's last episode. That was for reals, y'all.

Okay, I actually only think 5, 6, 7, and 9 are funny...

but maybe because those are the only ones i understand. 

so that was major nerd-status that i typed all of that up.

what's more major nerd-status?

my blood relatives...

daaaaaang

so i'm at a crossroads...

whoa that sounded a lot less emo in my head.

scratch such.

redo:

so here's the deal...

the 'rents just got me a coach wallet for graduation (i know it's not no $5,000), and i fear i'm turning into either super luxe or metrosexual.

so it looks like dis (except it's all black)

and with them jeans i bought, i fear that when the moon is full, i'll turn into this:

[p.s., when you google 'jc chasez', this pops up:

...keep it on the low]

so yeah.... and especially with today's sunday school....

"8 Keep falsehood and lies far from me; 

give me neither poverty nor riches, 

but give me only my daily bread.

9 Otherwise, I may have too much and disown you 

and say, 'Who is the LORD ?' 

Or I may become poor and steal, 

and so dishonor the name of my God."

hmm... all i have to say is, you'd better be reading this, leaders. be proud.

and the second part reminds me of...

0:14

hmm... that is, if she's saying "and if i can't afford it then i guess i gotta steal it..."

well, maury mama drama aside, i think i should sleep.

because KCDC starts tomorrow!

and... "I GOT IT LIKE DAT" [0:36]

amendment.

question.

what did rihanna say at the chinese bakery?

answer.     (highlight)

take a bao   

recognize (0:36)

wipeout is this close to being playedout

hmm... Wipeout isn't as funny without Tamara, but here we go anyway:

0:38

outtiez.

you go girl

"who's Margaret Dupri?"

"I AM"

-only quotable part of Camp Rock

...

Well i had a not-so poppin' Satchurday evening... I went to target with ada and then came home and watched Camp Rock with douglas...except on abc they decided to put in 10-minute long commercials so the movie ended up being like 3 hours....not worth it.

so anyway, here is a collection of recent photobooths...because they've been m.i.a. for too long...

judah friedlander.

and intruders:

so actually... I forgive you, Camp Rock. But only because you showed this commercial...

0:40

good lord.

veg vijjeo

now you too can watch the movie that i fell asleep in...(but only for a little bit...kinda)

in case you missed it...

fiji will rock the boat

muzak update

well well well... what do we have here?

#4. Play My Music - Jonas Brothers

it's so ridikulus that this song is kinda catchy... it was playing on the television @ tahoe and it lodged itself into the brain...

don't miss out... commit social suicide today and press play:

okay my predictions list.

1. Spotlight - Jennifer Hudson

2. One Step at a Time - Jordin Sparks

3. Magic - Robin Thicke

yea, i know that 2/3 of this list is mega femme, but deal widdit. 

and...

(i apologize, RKJ)

OH, by the way... the new lingo is

G.R.8.

think about it...

It's 10:15 in the AfterFullMoon

Senior Trip

a.k.a. "Welcome To America" | "Weekend of the He/She" | "Naptime"

well i didn't really take many pictures, but our senior trip was @ Tayou'saho from Sunday to Tuesday...

let us begin.

nevin, christopher, horseman, and i piled into winchell's father's minivan and we headed on up to tahoe. kinda a guarded dynamic at first because the DJ was trying to find non-profanity secular songs...but then they gave up the fight.

horseman begins the nap revolution.

then we stopped by Costco to pick up bagels... christopher stole a cup when the food counter cashiers weren't looking and tina demanded that nevin get her a hot dog...and he followed through. you're whipped, nevster.

worst free sample ever... some chicken bouillon funk soup

then in the car we were examining yearbooks...

judy chin (who opted out of senior trip for disneyland), works hard at making rice krispie treats like a good lil nerd. 

(Fun Fact: i drank/stole some of judy's gatorade and afterwards she told me she was sick. i told her i was going to die. Horseman told me that on the full moon, i would turn into a nerd)

and in Mills' yearbook they had a section called "Vacation anyone?!"

where did YOU go?

well some girls traveled far to Baker's Beach...

while Joanna T. headed on over to Yearbook Camp...

horseman and i were crackin up long time.

then at the house, cindy's car and winchell's car explored while we waited for the late-departure cars to arrive. the house was niiiccee.... flat screen tv, computer, ultra-soft king size bed downstairs, jacuzzi, securrrity cameras....

after playing sardines/mafia/capture the flag in the house, horseman uses some invisible broom to try to open the attic door...it didn't work.

then winchell and christopher got intimate during the disciplinary ceremony.

on day 2 we woke up early to go kayaking.

chris and georgia's glasses...that we stole. sorry, dude. thanks for being a "good sport"

(and by "good sport" i mean he chased us in his kayak when he found out we stole them...and then he picked up some janky water gun and he charged us and while he was shooting us, he dropped his kayak paddle into horseman and i's kayak... thus making winchell row him around.... it was actually really funny).

yea sorry i make fun of you all the time.

 

then back home, caroline was practicing/actually giving winchell a thorough description of the knives she sells...

everyone else was napping/watching Made.

and i really took no more pictures... but on day 3 we went bike riding...where basically everyone fell...except Alison, who was powerhousing a tandem bike and snuck up on everyone and passed them up.

oh yeah i slept on a cot in the closet. 

and chris and horseman shared the king size bed...KEWT KEWT.

and i couldn't make any jokes about that because it would probably end up like... "yea you two sharing your wedding bed...and i'm in the closet"

it was a lose-lose, y'all.

...

SO today i made it official and went to tailor my jeans at nordstrom...

then i went to the American Apparel @ Union street to make some returns...and they were really unhelpful. 

DA END!

rapido

timothy: you's a playa hata

me: say what? you are fourteen years old

timothy: actually i'm thirteen years old

me: my point

timothy: yea...it makes it more impressive

i think we were on different levels.

skadoosh

today i decided to exercise.

for the first time (at the gym at least) in basically a month... during Cal studies i was either not here or too tired to gymanize myself.

but i went today. and i forgot my membership card.

so i asked the dude manning the front desk if i could just flash my driver's license and he said "no. the only way you can get in is if you sign up a friend." and i'm thinking "ope, nevermind. i'll go home and eat chips..." 

except homeboy starts smiling and is like "nahh i'm just kidding..."

and that's really one of my pet peeves...when older adults always make "jokes" by denying you things that totally sound legit but they always think it's so frakkin' funny.

it wasn't, brah.

AND THEN, i'm on the treadmill and i like close my eyes for 1.5 seconds and when i open them again, one of my feet is off the treadmill and the other is half on the treadmill-rubber-rotating thing and half on the plastic frame. so basically i fall/jump off. and i laugh it off...like "whoa, watch out." except the homeboy on the treadmill directly next to mine says nothing and as i'm completing my run (which burns mo' calories...ya heard, papa jang?), this F.O.B.-of-a-homeboy keeps on trying to keep a straight face..supressing laughter. and in my head i'm like "what. you laugh now. until i CUT you... you wanna thug, shorty?"

and so, exercising was fun.

and then i bought those jeans...because nordstrom was having a sale and even though these jeans weren't on sale, there was a purchasing vibe in the air. 

so i told my mom i'd buy them, bring them home, and mull it over.

i think i'll keep 'em.

but i dunno, they're pretty femme. 

then again, chris wears designer jeans...and he's not femme at all.

so we'll see.

Hold Up! And Wait a Minute!

Let Me Put My 2 Cents in it!

well, well, well... is it too late to apologize?

my M.I.A.-status is just...unacceptable, my bad.

So lemme run through the past week and a half. DANG!

introducing...

DA SUPER POST

(i'm trying to channel the past week and a half's energy into one post, so dun be intimidated by my exclamation points and upper case bodacities)

So i wrote my teaser post (by the way, i know y'all liked my sessy face with the pasta) after coming back from our last Cal Studies trip...it was sad...

after six weeks of road-tripping and strawberry-eating, and "learning," it's over.

i'm gonna miss it...but it was the absolute perfect way to end high school.

we took some long-exposure shots at night:

we went on ferries...and partied on the car roofs (don't show the administration this photo):

we set up tents:

we made friends:

[shoutout, alsworth!]

and we stealth-planted 10 strawberry plants in urban's backyard...except now it's not stealth anymore because i told you. 

Okay, so last Wednesday we started planning for a presentation we threw together for Thursday night to showcase all we had learned. Natalie, Miles, and I were in charge of slideshow and it was maybe one of the more stressful times in my life. Regardless, the slideshow came out G.R.8... i don't really think i'm going to upload it anywhere, so for all you Cal Studiers...have fun watching it.

Friday was the last day of school...kinda went too fast and i didn't even realize it was the last day at urban. 

That night i was really too stressed out by polishing my speech that all i did was watch A Very Brady Sequel on television and practice my speech. it was a great friday night. 

Then, Satchurday June 7, 2008 (a.k.a. 06.07.08) was Graduation.

WELCOME 2 GRADUATION

douglas wanted to get all "artistic"

doing my mic-check

some people who crashed my graduation

the hoodlums.... who decided to honk the horn during someone else's speech...

represent, scubas!

hmm...my speech. instead of quoting the "best" part, i will quote and color my failed joke...

"And yet, Everything seems to be happening right now… in 2006. Goodbye to lower classmen ease, of myspacing without consequence, of reading the “easie..”, pardon me… of “reading” the easier books on the 9th/10th grade summer reading list. "

honestly, it's so painful to rewatch my speech during this part...total silence. but in my head it was a good joke...come on, who really does summer reading?

then i posed with the family.

and the leaders...except Winchell.

and these fools. i swear, even before i get off the graduation stage, they're standing there with plates of cake...like little thieves/stalkers/paparazzi... they've been trained well.

and the scubas.

and papa jang... thanks for coming, sir. really today we were talking about how hard it must've been to mobilize RKJ and everything. mad love.

and a good picture with Adrienne and Clifton and RKJ's carriage.

AND a bonus pic with Riley...although this creepy paparazzi dude like crept up and also started taking pictures of us...i have no idea who that fool was.... i apologize.

some more shoutouts to Alsworth.

i don't even know who took this, but they could improve their skills... my bad with the hateration.

i don't know who took this either but they could improve their skills... SIKE. i DO know who took this... yea...my gmama's skills are not that prime. 

then me and the diva. 

and my gmama in her pimp glasses, cane, and Uggs. yea her feet got swollen and her feet could only fit into them uggs. thank you, australia. 

then headed on over to the slanted door to take photos.

and some more

and finally this other hobo. 

then the camera actually died. so we took no more pictures until the end to see if some emergency battery juice would help it out. so we got photos of some dessert:

and some more dessert

and the fam:

so this restaurant's bathroom was so Grade A it's not even funny.

can't even describe it. i would've photographed it except the camera died and only creepers take photos of bathrooms.

THEN, the perfect day didn't end yet. we went to see Kung Fu Panda as a fam...and it's kinda embarrassing because it was the second time i had seen it in one week... and douglas and i charged the camera and brought it on purpose to document my buddies:

then the mother wanted to get closer
and yea...
so douglas called "dibsies" on vanessa hugens which leaves me next to diva zachary efron.... whose cardboard cutout automatically smirks to the poser on his right... i hate you zach.

and other news on the diva front, i pulled a Mariah Carey and changed my clothes from graduation to movie theater. and again for Grad Nite...

so we were dropped off at 8:45 at the Mervyn's Parking Lot Off of Geary... and that was kinda sentimental because ever since i went to SFDS, we were always dropped off at Mervyn's parking lot for field trips and outdoor ed...so peace out

then there was a henna tattoo artist. and i did not really want to show off some flowery sunburst hippie henna so instead i asked the lady if she read harry potter...and she said no. so i described to her the visual qualities of the Dark Mark. Then homegirl tried to show me some of her skeleton templates but i just told her i'd trust if she free-handed a skull with a snake-tongue. and she did it. it was SOOOO cool... i was so proud of it.

UNTIL natalie and I took photobooth pics of it and her elbow smudged half of it's delicate skull off....

mine is the one on the bottom.
R.I.P.  and now it's fading. 

then there were some break dancers...
and some more photobooth pics...
yea there are more pictures on facebook...i'm just not really wanting to upload everythang.

So the next day on Sunday i kinda sorta slept in...my bad. and then i went to choir and KCDC... then yea. kinda a relaxation day... because the next day was...

CalSO... which is my Cal Orientation. 

so i had to wake up at like 6:45 because the moms and I picked up Cecily at 7:30 and we carpooled on over to Berkeley.

it was super hot in berkeley and there are so many hills on campus...and oh boy, i was sweating like a mofo. so then i became ultra self-conscious because of my possible stank. 

but yea...we were split up into our separate colleges, and i'm a part of the College of Environmental Design...there were maybe fifty of us during this particular orientation... two of us were Landscape Architecture majors (including me), two were Urban Planning majors, and the rest were Architecture majors...kinda interesting.

then had some other activities...went to Papamingo, a froyo place near campus...their flavors were original, green tea, and pomegranate. except instead of saying that directly, they'd list flavors as "Papamingo Plus Pomegranate".... so i had to be real and ask them if that meant papamingo with pomegranate seeds mixed in, or pomegranate-flavored yogurt. 

and so, i began my time at Cal by sounding like an idiot.

good works, good works.

Okay, if you readers are fading by now, i am fading now as well. so i will bullet point the rest.

Tuesday, June 10th

• woke up and met my orientation roommate (i was sleeping when he sauntered in...at 4am)
• left berkeley
• rested
• picked up cecily again to head to stinson/bolinas for Lucy's grad party
• got stressed out on the frakkin' windy roads to bolinas
• got lost
• got found
• went to party
• left lucy's to sleep at anya's house in bolinas

Wednesday, June 11th

• woke up
• went into town to shop for some food
• ate french toast, cleaned up, and left BoBo town
• drove home

Thursday, June 12th

• woke up
• drove to christopher's house for Wash's graduation
• brought a jug of juice, chewy bars, and some mochi for provisions
• got stopped before entering the football field because the graduates were coming by...so we stood there and rang the cowbells for all the graduates (Congrazzzulazzzians Judith, Nico, Kevin, Katrina, V Mama, and whoever else was there that we supported that i forget now but i still care about)
• gave a shoutout to Jerusalem
• Ate at Burma Superstar
• When i was in the bathroom at Burma Superstar i blew my nose and my nose started to bleed...bad (it was a hot day, people).
• exit bathroom with my fingers pinching my nose, paper towel held to the nostrils, and Jeriel and Christopher laughing at me.
• Christopher comes back from bathroom with a stolen roll of toilet paper to aid my nose.
• came home
• blogged like a nerd!

oooh wee it's been a long time that i've been away.

i've missed blogging. but i've been so jam packed that now is really the only time i could blog.

hopefully, we're resuming the normal schedule. 

OUTTIEZ!!!