Anakin HATES sand

Soooo I realize i like having a blog for the main reason that i have a lot to say but not a lot of people are willing to listen to me ramble on about my opinions in person, so with a blog they are opting to hear me out AND they can skip stuff if their bored and its not as rude as walking away from me when im talking about something that makes no sense. Did that even make sense? I would never say all this stuff outloud, but im glad its being saved in a sort of time capsule for my thoughts.

A recent goal in life has been to watch Star Wars because ive never seen them and my friend Hayden thinks this is problematic to my development as a person. I never saw it because i didnt grow up with it, and i was stubborn about watching it because everyone said it was amazing and i figured it was a nostalgic movie series that you love no matter how shitty it is because it reminds you of your childhood (ex: Gumby) but i figured i would take one day out of my life and watch all the movies 4-6, then 1-3. I was actually really into them! the first 3 had harrison ford and that was nice to look at, and there were just that core group of characters so it was easy to understand.
then in the new ones they just start throwing in random aliens and expect me to know who they are and why they are blowing up EVERYTHING.i just cant handle all the battle and shooting scenes. ugh. how does baby DV blow up a whole space station by himself ON ACCIDENT when theres fighter ships that are all trying to do the same but are failing epicly(is that even a word?) In the new episodes all i can concentrate on is Anakins dumb pixie hair cut (or the begginings of a mullet, starting off with way more business than party),how Chewbaccahs so hilarious and unneccesary and c3po retarded panic run. It was cool to finally understand jokes that people on tv make about starwars. i had so many AHA moments, recognizing music and characters ( we actually have a life size c3po in our living room and i didnt know where it was from. my dad doesnt even like starwars, so how that snuck in is beyond me).


more exciting news! i met JOHN GREEN. Vlogbrother/author/made of awesome JOHN GREEN. i met his brother hank last year at a concert he put on. both were great but John is officially my new favorite. ive read all his other books and hes becoming an obsession. can you see the excitement in my face as i awkwardly point at him and his glorious puff?

You are just a SPECK.

my brain hurts. Last night i had the deepest conversation with Jennys friends Evan and Kyle about infinity and the thought of forever. i dont know how i have never thought of that before. "space is neverending blah blah blah" then i slow down and think how theres no limit, and we cant even say how big it is because we have nothing that big to ever compare it to in our small insignificant lives. we are specks. less than specks. we have no purpose being here. we are born, we learn, school, work, love, retire,die. in the middle of that, if you think about it, all we are is poop machines. we just consume thousands of dollars in food and poop it out.look at the earth...



not to be pessimistic but isnt everything you do in life a waste? you are just going to die soon anyway. why are we so worried about scratched cars and people cutting in lines? is that going to really impact your happiness? i mean the whole world would be suicidal if this is what we had to fathom everyday, thats why theres religion, to give people something to concentrate on and give there little lives direction and know that if they do what the guy in the cloud says then they will matter, somehow.
But in an optimistic way of thinking, we are learning until the day we die and we get to better ourselves and experiment with the strange idea that is the human race.
WHY ARE WE HERE? WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? FUCKING MAGNETS... HOW DO THEY WORK?
Then they brought up the idea that as guys they dont picture living past a certain age. ive always thought i was going to grow old because im so cautious, but what if im that one strange case, like the girl who gets stuck in a tree shredder(fargo style). my grandpa asked me on my last birthday if i excpected to make it to 19. should i not have been alive? same for my dad, but with the shit hes been through, he shouldnt have made it past 30.

other than that intense brain wave, I went to Golden gate again and took cheeseball pictures and laughed at tourists.

went to a SF party and was not memorable, except for sonya dropped her phone under the fridge and some kid bit this girls birthday cake.

"the only place little chocolatiers are acceptable is in willy wonkas chocolate factory" my roommate jenny just said this gem because she is equally as grossed out by that midget chocolate show as i am.



GROSS.yet im still intruiged.

i went on the most beautiful roadtrip with sonya and ximena up the Northern California coast. We listened to our good old driving mixes with lots of america and van morrison etc and yelled at cows. We drove 170 miles all the way up to this little artsy beach town called Mendecino.This is what i want, to live in one of these beach cottages, own 3 cows and and orange grove. there is NOTHING better than driving on a sunny day with music, and the windows down with your best friends. then ximena painted this really cool flower on my hand and i made her hand into an octopus.






"i want to frolick like no other"

a pool of neeewwwdles

my split personalities, can you name them? No the last personality isn't UGLY, and yes i know its weird and concieted that i drew myself 4 times

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ok let me go through them for you....
the russian widower? i dont know what this one represents actually. i drew it last because there was an empty space and i didnt want to cut the paper.




#2
this is sweet ol ash. innocent, virginal,girlnextdoor. and i care about feelings! I like vintage grandma clothes and i say weird shit like golly and neato! i like the beatles ( but then again WHO THE FUCK DOESNT)and floral prints. this is also the gentler version i use when im meeting new people and dont want to freak them out too much.




3. my favorite version of me
laid back nerd. Harry Potter, vests, art, brotherhood 2.0, youtubeaholic. Quirky, SO FUNNY. it kinda sucks for you guys because you dont even hear half the jokes i say in my head that i either forget or are innappropriate.



4. the rare bad ass perv adventure ash, DGAFing about anything else other than having a good time, even if it includes breaking the law. not my most attractive face, but hey atleast im not into heroine and i still have all my teeth.


I like that i have so many personalities, but i wish theyd mesh together better sometimes or that i favored my geek self more in public rather than reserved #2. WORKING ON IT.


watched patch adams the other night and it made me excited for physical therapy. i love the lady in the pool of noodles, definately added her funny accented "newwwdles" to my list of favorite words.


oh and THANK YOU to the person who said that they liked my blog! thats one person. no but really i appreciated seeing that on my formspring. its such a weird thing to get questions from strangers. you get the negatives, but theres a lot more positives or atleast well thought out questions taht are really fun to answer! give it a try...

http://www.formspring.me/ashleyrhoades

have a good night, and keep lookin up!



oh hai!

99 problems... and theyre all bitches.

Just finished making Nutella cookies. newly named "cookies that look and smell like heaven but in actuality, they are clever little camouflaged fucks that taste like dirt and are too gross to eat so i they get thrown away and i wasted half a cup of my godly nutella". i would have made the really awesome cookies i normally do but we had no choco chiaps so that was out. Been on a creative streak as well... heres a team effort between me and Sarah

I started drawing the lady from The Birds, then sarah started drawing a dementor and it was pure MAGIC! I made another painting thats like a self portrait of my split personalities.ill upload that later. some of the faces hurt to look at, but then my roommates reassured me that they are pretty accurate to the ugly faces i make.

so the other day i was called a "tall drink of water". i urban dictionaried it and its a good thing!like a glass of cold water on a hot day, refreshing? i dont remember all of it but it was funny so now its going into my vocabulary.

So i decided that I'm leaving SF to go home to pacific beach. Its not that im not happy here.. I am! but I want to get a job and work on a Physical Therapy program at Mesa and be able to hang out with the family. My moms so worried about me falling into my old habits and droning on about how i need to be more "proactive" so im really going to try and make a change and i think moving home for a little bit and having my parents yell at me again after my freedom for 2 years is going to be the solution. OR it will make me realize how much i loved living on my own and ill end up pulling out my eyebrows.

Don't Drink the Koolaid

No this isn't Jonestown, I am just in a giggle fit today! maybe its the great weather or that im just psycho after having a wine glass of Koolaid = Ghetto sophistication. Sarah and i threw pennies at eachother and tried to judo chop them, then we tried talking like Mark the alien from Ugopatamia "CHOOOOCLATE" and THEN i had the epiphany that my roomates are perfectly the sisterhood of the traveling pants. Alicias the little greek whore, Sarah is the blonde soccer star, jennys the pissed off puerto rican and im Libby the weirdo. TOTALLY IN UNISON! Jenny joked that the pants would only be magic on me when they were so short theyd turn into capris!

"i do a great impression of a hot dog!" Stooopid sarah does this and hits her head on the wall hahahaha

why i have no friends.

ofcourse im not sitting at home alone on a saturday night in the living room with no pants watching "Snakes on a Plane" and playing chatroulette. pfff, that would be embarassing and pathetic.


oh nevermind, billy madisons on. now i can feel a little better about myself.

CALL DA ZOO! deres a PENGUIN on da LOOSE!

lol i thought i was your snakpak

a true masterpiece

first BFG circa 1931

Went to the MOMA on free day with sarah. LOVE art. i love that it can have a deeper meaning if you want it to or just be something that catches your eye or makes you laugh.One exibit was from this guy who took pictures of these 4 sisters in the same pose for 30 years in B&W and lined them all up. That was probably my favorite to watch them grow from teens to grandmas in about 2 minutes. Art museums do two things for me 1) inspire me to be creative and make things that please me and not the public. 2) scare the shit out of me when i can see into other peoples art shit thats roaming in their idea bin. i guess we are all crazy, but DAMN. there was one piece in a freezer that was dumbells made of petroleum jelly. why?

Such a good wednesday! Alicias stepbrother Caleb and his friend Craig came over and we played beerpong which i completely dominated at. BOO YAH except i did get extremely distracted by all the guys showing us their boobs... went to the playground, failed temporary tattoo bracelets, gave foot massages, scared caleb EVERYTIME he came out of the bathroom and fell from laughing so hard, and being tackled. Its always fun when they visit.
but now i have to start doing term papers, or pretending to write them while i write blogs, youtube, facebook, http://thedailywh.at/ ,and wishing i could be making things like art or videos! if you were to get a tattoo what would it be of?
i always thought i wanted a hot air balloon but it didnt have any connection to anything, i just think they are a really whimsical thing that makes flight still a childish wonder. if that makes sense.
im going to work on a hate video. after seeing this, i realised that all these things REALLY piss me off. Example: i was in a lecture hall and this kid walks in an hour late with a bag of potato chips and was making the loudest noise when he was opening it. same with people who leave class early and slam the door. RUDE. hah so ya i have some venting to do.
BAD SPELLING!

thanks for the candy...

wheres ashley?





I'm getting to a degree of laziness that i dont even want to write a blog because that means i have to sign in. Spring Break just happened, and it was below my expectations. Nobodys fault except for my own, my lack of want to be around people and hear about problems for hours, but when i want to talk about myself i feel like i shouldnt because its boring to them.i need to figure out whats important in my life and treat people better than i do, not that im mean or malicious but my standoffish attitude and just ignoring people. I hate the feeling of uncertainty in myself. it sucks. ALOT. and thats why i feel like when im with my sister she actually knows who i am so much that she reads my mind and is able to fix it. i only got to see her for four days which was definately not enough because she was traveling the country for Volleyball, so i occupied my time with community service events and painting her room. it took a full day but im super pleased with the way it turned out, a sea foamish green that turned out more like a sour mint color.

I'm glad i got to see my friends. saw a lot of that crazy bitch chelsea and slightly raged, pampered anna and drew sick mamma mia eyes on her knees after she got her laser eye surgery and was all fucked up on vicadin, watched half of starwars with haydz ,baked a cake with my nuche and told racist jokes, threw out eggs for the kids at the rec and hide them in the trees and watch the little shits jump. It was neat on easter morning at like 3:30 AM my dad set out clues in eggs for me to figure out but i was confused and my brain was jello that early so he just gave me my candy and lotto ticket and i went to the airport and slept in the confrence room at my moms work until my flight then got home and took an 8 hour nap. Why is it as soon as i leave theres an awesome earthquake? first i leave and miss all the floods, but not this?

ok BEST joke from my grandmas tasteless joke book... why did so many black men die in the war?


WHY?


Because when they screamed "GET DOWN!" all the black guys stood up and danced.

ahahaha thats a good way to end this.

Dump it to Crump it

Today in my Africa class my teacher was talking about growing up as a little black girl im Richmond, Virginia in the 1960's. She told this story about this white girl who was always nice to her named margie gables. One day in Choir practice when they were sharing a music book, Margie turned to her and whispered, "wheres your tail?" "what do you mean MY TAIL?" "all negroes have tails dont they? they just coil it up during the day and stick it in their buttcrack..." I dont get how someones idea of another race could be that skewed to the point where they werent human but monkeys! wtf were Margies parents telling her? I wanted to laugh so hard but i think this scarred my teacher, like when she got a hot comb dropped down her back.She was going to burn down the school with all her other black friends but then the cops came so they raided a convienience store for beer but she just stole a snickers. ill restrain from the racist jokes but i thought that was really interesting. She also said white girls smoking in the bathroom used to lock her in the stall and light balls of toilet paper on fire and toss them over. I found flaws in this. wouldnt it not burn that well unless they were like gasoline wads? i call bullshit. Went to Nations again today and im going to birth a food baby. im so full disturbing.
Im flying in tomorrow evening and im on the same flight with my roommate so thats pretty sick. Get to see my beautiful family and ugly friends and just kick it for a week doing absolutely nothing. VERY EXCITE to have some good times and belly aching laughter coming soon!




I didnt realize i make this pose so much. what an obnoxious face... i couldnt find a pic of everyone so we need to have one taken over break, maybe we can do it oldschool and go to Starshots.

Bothered

copy cat fisssshes! BOTHERED why am I watching lost right now? im slowly becoming sucked in but have absolutely no clue as to whats happening.I guess thats like everyone else who has been following since the beginning. Im also trying to write a paper on walt whitman and emily dickinson which is moving slowly but i really like the poem im analyzing. its about drunk ass bees, well not actually but the idea of a hammered bee getting kicked out of a flower bar is pretty amusing. oooh such imagery! haha emily dickinson is a silly bitch, read the poem if you like:

I taste a liquor never brewed,
From tankards scooped in pearl;
Not all the vats upon the Rhine
Yield such an alcohol!

Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

When the landlord turn the drunken bee
Out of the foxglove's door,
When butterflies renounce their drams,
I shall but drink the more!

Till seraphs swing their snowy hats,
And saints to windows run,
To see the little tippler
Leaning against the sun!

today i packed, did laundry, worked on a statistics project and pretended to be really stressed. i act like i have so much to do when if i actually just sit down and do what im dreading it takes 20 min and my mind wont be so foggy and i can breathe easier. I feel like my head is full of squashed flies at the moment, Except one thats rattling around and making my brain pound.

Abnormally Normal

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i can haz cheezburger? in chip form?

So the most amazing thing happened to me today.. i discovered cheeseburger flavored doritos.
you:"ewwwwwwwwfreaky!"
me: "stfu and eat one"
you "wow it actually tastes like a burger!"
me "and the shnozzberries taste like shnozzberries!"

this gem of a chip is life changing.and they smell like pickles, what a bonus!
possibly better than jalepeno cheetos.

SPEAKING OF FOOD... totally went baking crazy yesterday and made chocolate chip cookies and jenny made french bread and we pigged out. And went to this burger place called Nations that might be better than in n out... i know, the idea that theres something possibly better than innout is thrilling, but they only have them in nor cal.

Went to a jewish estate sale and bought nice luggage and green bowls. this house was a TRIP. every room was blast from the past with shag carpets and floral wallpaper, i regret not having my camera because it was real neat. I cant wait to go home and paint my room this sea foam green color that i saw there. i also got this weird plaque that says, "Womens faults are many, yet men have only two,everything they say, and everything they do." i wonder how much they paid for it when they originally bought it and WHY they did.

Berkeley this weekend for Sonyas roommates oldies party! I came over the night before and we made skittle vodka. The party was all guys! beautiful berkeley guys screaming to Boheimian Rhapsody with lots of thrashing those beautiful heads around. All of her roommates are supah fly and i love going over there to visit even if bart takes 3 hours. the parties are awesome and people are actually friendly there as opposed to the noseintheskyandcoke hipsters of SF. Yes i have met some amazing (truly) friends here but you have to search,in berkeley its like everybody wants to be your buddy. i had new cowboy boots and they smelled so damn delicious, that could be another reason.

picture from the photo shoot with alicia wearing my derishious boots! lol tiny sarah

Chevy to the Levy

young Chevy Chase is everything i want in a man. just look at him... soak in the sex appeal.... funny as shit and oh so handsome. People ask me my type and now i want to know for myself what it is. I appreciate the underdogs in movies, i mean I used to love Gordo from lizzie Mcguire and how he fawned over her and she was SO STUPID and had no clue. wake up bitch, hes obsessed! but then i looked him up now... hes like a SUPER JEW.


anyways, now im on the search for my favorite looking celebrities. I have a couple in mind but its all the younger versions of old people. i cant find anyone worthy of my drool in todays media other than eric foreman and he doesnt even look like that in reality agh!
mmmm young bud cort, young corey feldman, young john cusack, josh brolin, harrison ford....

My Dark Ass Aura...

This day was awesome. I made my roommate Alicia a bitchin card for her birthday with a psychic and a crystal ball on it because we were taking her to one. woohooo! at the beginning of the day Sarah and I modeled for Alicias photo class and worked our sexy little and big asses.We took pictures on this giant staircase that was made of mosaics. PURTY. then we went to the Castro to have Thai food and that was quaint, but the most interesting was when we went to the psychic (ok trick to spelling psychic, psycho etc. say it like pussy-cho in your head. I dont know why i spell this so much either but thats how me and rach remember it!) Last time i want to a pussycho I was told i had a veeeeery dark Aura, like basically a little storm cloud raining on me daily. but that lady was a total jip because she said shed cleanse it for 20 dollars because she saw the $ in my pocket. So i go to get my palm read and the woman says that my Aura is dark but not in a negative way, but more mysterious like a burgundy because im different and have a strange personality and like uncommon things. She said I had a lot of stress lines which I took as my strange paranoias and love to create worst case scenarios in my head and then worry the shit out of myself about them. anyways, she said my love life was underdeveloped, Im not ready for real love yet and that i am afraid to go into things without fully analyzing the pros and cons first. but it will develop! in a year and a half when im ready. she was super on top of it! career will develop in 3 years. ehh thats all i remember but WOW, like normally i think that stuff is a hoax but she read me really well... Im a single paranoid weirdo.

Other than little shit like the lines on my hand, more serious things are happening. My dad just got in a serious car accident on the freeway and rolled his car multiple times and hit two trees.My family isnt even shaken because they are so used to my dad getting hurt and being, well, stupid. When i called him he seemed very calm and not like hed been through a tramatic crash ending in totaled car. they tried to take him to the hospital but he wouldnt go and dad said that they were looking for the corpse because they said there was NO WAY someone could make it out of a crash like that alive. Dad calls me bitching about how he might have to pay for the trees he fucked up, oblivious to how amazing it is that hes just buised and missing a few teeth. DAD just be happy your alive and that you killed trees not babies! i mean shit, it has to have been a miracle, he has almost died so many times I think he might actually be immortal. like hercules and he never drank the last drop...




"Fuck you, death."

She's got the crabs dear, and I don't mean Dungeoness!.

Midterms are coming. lots of projects and papers to fill my head and make me unable to concentrate on procrastinating because im too busy thinking about what i should be doing. For example, i have a math test in two hours and right now im blogging and watching Mrs. Doubtfire. Last weekend was blog worthy. I went to the Chinese New Year parade with my roommates and took pictures that could be in National Geographi, like this....



Those kids make me want to steal a Gosselin.

























we went to sushi after with Alicias stepbrother Caleb and his friend and that was nice too. I cant even write normally right now, the idea of studying is hurting my head right now, i cant even IMAGINE the pain in my brain when i actually open the book. Pouring again. I think E.T. is one of my new favorite movies. just throwing that out there.
countdown to spring break is about to start! WHOOPIE

Giggle Puss

F-f-f-f-freezing friday. Today i finished this STOOPID math project on STOOPID excel with my STOOPID vista pc. ugh. Other than that im working on journaling and adding to my Bucket List. I have this ridiculous wish since i was a little kid to milk a cow. why? No idea. Maybe i have an obsession with phallic objects or i like milk a lot, either way its something i need to accomplish. Fireflies have always fascinated me to so i want to catch some of those and make a trip with my sister Rachel to Alaska to see the Northern Lights. Visiting the seven continents would be nice but i think thats too ambitious for me, thats other peoples dreams, but shit if i have the money ill do everything. I was watching Lost the other day and i was thinking when people ask you "if you were stranded on an island, what would you bring?" why does nobody ever say BOAT? dont bring your iPod or a ration of food that will last you a month. Im not feeling like my cute witty self today, but tomorrow should be better because its the chinese new years parade! yay AZNS. Oh and another phrase I use from my parents that no one knows.. giggle pusses. someone who giggles uncontrollably? thats going in the dictionary with katuchi, negrobilia and lollylater. dont be CHARKIN. :)

Keep lookin up

Thank you! Please come again and again...

Thursday should be named "that day that dissappointed you because you woke up and thought it was Friday". Had a really weird dream last night about this warehouse that had a parallel universe kind of like Coraline but i was hanging out with myself and having fun. I dont know why my dreams have been so strange lately but they are always extremely entertaining and wish i remembered them better. I havent had my reoccuring Shamu dream in a while, but maybe thats a good thing because now these Killer Whales are on KILLING SPREES? Did you hear about the trainer that got thrashed around during a show and died at the Seaworld in Orlando? man good thing that didnt happen in PB.
Today after school we went down to Castro to mess around and go to erotic shops which i cant handle because my maturity age is in the negatives. I didnt realize how many fun toys there are, and half of them i had no idea what hole they were supposed to go in. :0 my favorite are the extemely lifelike rubber fists and the shirts that say " I like long walks on the beach,light jazz and COCK IN MY ASS". after that we went to Naan & Curry and ate... those two things and laughed about dildos. Changed a lightbulb, night walk to 7-11 for some ben and jerrys and went home to be let down with a repeat of Project Runway. Talked to my mom before her trip to Paris and she listed off all the people shed come home for in the middle of her trip for if they died.im glad i was one of them? "oh ya, if you died id come home from my trip, probably not soandso, but definately for you." Thanks mom. :) also that i could find a nice boy at a computer lab.

Teenage Wasteland

Oh today is so gloomy!Another day semi-wasted on the couch waiting for the rain to go away so I can do SOMETHING other than sit on my ass and pretend like im getting things done. On monday when i woke up i was excited because i had made plans to go to Alcatraz (which once in a while i slip and call it Azkaban and realize thats NOT where i want to take a trip to in the near future)so i opened my window and stood on my bed delighted that contrary to my roomates forcast of rain for the next 10 days, it was a gorgeous day! I bust out into the living room and shouted, " ITS A PERFECT DAY FOR ALCATRAZ!". Major letdown when they all said they had homework and they couldnt go. BOTHERED. ugh and now it has been drizzling ever since so I obviously cant to anything except sit on my ass and watch movies on youtube. Today I watched Rocket Man and i forgot how ridiculously cheeseball but so funny. I love when he paints the Sistine Chapel using the tubes of space food as paint. Made some bomb pasta with nacho sauce and Sriracha then watched Marie Antoinette and wished i could live in a classy time, or just be rich and eat raspberries and pastries in big dresses all day. Kirsten Dunst really is pretty minus her fangs. Youtube, youtube, youtube. it makes me so YOUseless ha. i have become obsessed with the 5awesomegays after following Tyler Oakley and the Princess Peach Diaries where this fabulous gay guy dresses in a hannah montana wig and talks about "that bitch Daisy!" please go watch some! I think I need a new hobby other than "internet". I've been drawing on and off but i never finish things because I wait for better ideas to come to me instead of just completing it. Blogging? we'll see.It might have to be since im looking towards more days that are not so perfect for Alcatraz, but pretty dandy for the couch and my laptop.

Keep looking up,
Ash

PS. Jesus loves you, but only sometimes.

Hey World! I'm Ashley Rhoades and this is my bahlowg. Get ready for a thrilling reading adventur... ok maybe not TOO crazy, but i do have some strange things that happen in my life that I'm sure people will be interested in, right?! So lets start this again, I'm Ashley aka Aflack, ash, BFG (Big Friendly Giant... or Fucking, whatever you prefer) I'm 6'1", left handed,I love peanut butter and pickle sandwiches and I can do that really cool Indian call with my hands cupped together. Other than that there’s nothing too crazy with my life. I do not sky diving, spear fishing, and/or running on hot coals and I don't aspire to be a rock star or anything like that, I'm just pleased with living and seeing where life takes me. I love Harry Potter, Forrest Gump,Sound of Music, and Titanic and I’m really annoying to watch those movies with because I will quote them non-stop. “leviosa not leviosaaaah”. See? its super obnoxious.
I love to cheat at card games, especially Apples to Apples, I will always hide the Helen Keller card in my lap and win EVERYTIME.
My favorite word is “catawampus” because the word itself looks like it means, just a spastic mess.thats kind of what i am with my train of thought sometimes so be warned. What’s that saying? “A jack of all trades, a king of none”? that’s me. I’m never the best at something, always 3rd or 4th best, but that’s fine with me because I don’t like too much attention, unless I’m choking or something, because then I’d really like some attention. if you couldn't tell I also try to be funny. HAHA

Ok that was just a random ramble, this blog needs some substantial foundation. I'm from Pacific Beach San Diego which I ADORE, but the town is slowly being consumed by bros and the tons of tattoo shops and foriegn men in pinstripe shirts and designer jeans hitting the bars and on underage girls. I love my parents as wacky as they may be and my sisters not to bad herself. JK shes FEROSH in a good way not a blood hungry tiger way. She is my other half and we have enough inside jokes to fill an almanac and piss our parents off because they cant decode out conversations.Shes the kid whos destined to go somewhere, and when she gets there im going to be there in her mansion freeloading. My dad is the original BFG, he is like a sensitive frankenstein who has to be the funniest person in my life and always puts things into perspective in a way that retarded me can understand them.He also got me into collecting things which is both good and bad.:) Mom is fabulous too. if she could afford to cover our house in Swarovski crystals... well she would have done it already. shes such a sparkle nut! She works at the Airport so thats cool. after 10 years she gets to fly for free. SHWEET . My dog abby is mentally disabled i think. shes cute. but so so stupid. I go to San Francisco State right now and am majoring in Creative Writing because i really want to write childrens books and have no other major goals right now other than to be happy and explore the city. San fran is so wacky and the people here, well, I wont forget them, thats for sure. A city where I could be in the Olympics for the sport of People Watching. I think thats it for now because im scared that my PC is going to shut down and loose everything. SHUT UP MACS.
i need a super cool sign off...
Stay bitchin! no? ill think of another later BYE