its four thirty am. since the fridge isn't cool enough the water feels warm and the sun hits twenty four seven. yesterday in the airport these pictures were taken:

sometimes when you're in something you feel yourself not in it. spain is weird to me. like the people walking by with their big eyes and nice hair and lisps. and the ariport. and the calamari sandwiches. and the flute men chasing after you for spare change. the thing that is harming is not being around everyone i know.

outside my window:

ghey babehs!
you are the lovers of mmy babies.
hello tought dude going to college
and also maybe i know what i gots do its likke i dont care its weir man

kats here kats here!!!!!!!!!!!

her and a new pair of socks. and edwin.

EVERYTHINGS HAPPENING!

if you just got out of the shower we have something in common. if you're looking for me i'm nearly gone. where am i? Benihanas.

just in case was my password for a while until i changed it to kitschen calc Q lus and apple

i decided to make everything public minutes after telling everyone that i got out of the shower.

i'm excited.

nothing really right now

just came back from delfina and it was the weirdest thing ever to touch my face. today was almost horrible but the beginning was so perfect that its perfection was a disease reminding me of a UTI. buffalo exchange on haight is filled with.. well.. its filled with a long line of sellers. me and miko sat there today and in exchange for his time and for his birthday i gave him an ipod. later on after 74 brand new dollars we headed on the six to meet matt to wish him off to wish me off for him new york and for me nowhere. it's been a long 2 hours and 36 minutes. before this time we ran up and down elevators and saw this view.

it reminds me of all the things a place can offer and all the self proclaimed landmarks that are made to absorb peoples feelings and blinks. each time i blink before the time my lids touch and the time my lids miss i remember everything i just saw and move it to enter inside me. when i am sad i usually just stare at the person I'm sad with and pretend I'm playing the game of blink, if that game fails then i play the game which rules revolve around the idea of not being the one to laugh first. when it comes to tantrums even though I'm a year older i still feel the same.
some say my problem is opening up and others say the same thing.

i want to be seventeen

i only have nine minutes left and then thats it. ive been camping so it's not my fault. i got a lot of things around my room all messy. ive got a lot of things.

when i get sick, ill be sick. sometimes its nicer to be. but not when you have company over and not enough time to make a quick meal and not enough time to go somewhere where y ou haven't been because your sick and lazy.


i want to be married but marriage wont take me.

when things aren't your case you should file a law suit. when it's not your problem it's not your fault.

square one is a square bigger than the universe.



40 minutes earlier i got a call from ken which was very nice. the Filipino time zone plays on a field opposite of mine. this is the same for other countries on the other side of the ocean laying to my right. the next person to call me made me upset.

welcome to westcovina!

letter of encouragment round two:

Subject:

so

Body:
The other day something unrelated made me think of you, which happens. So I remembered that you had a blog thing, and I remembered the address to it, and I made my way there.

Now I dont know if you know this, but I've set my sites on becoming a writer or something along those lines, so I read things much too much. When I read those things, usually my favorites that are really great, I have a habit of spending the next few minutes after that narrating the things I do in my head, and formulating all my thoughts as if I was going to put them down on something, like a paper or computer. It's a nice little side effect.

After reading a couple of entries on your blog thing, I found myself doing just that.

So I guess the point of all this, is to just say thank you for putting them on something, and then out on the internet for me to see.

small words of encouragement

death can cause many things. little irony is found after and inside of nothing. laugh out louds can be considered selfish even when you want to dance after a while it becomes old. the older you get the closer you are and you can up the process by doing nasty things. some would call it nasty and others fun. it's up to you to decided.

living is like moving over in bed also this is seen as tossing and turning. if your parents are afraid to let you go then your parents come in a pair. it is likely that you will notice.

some people win a lot of things. money like scholarships or they cheat into steeling liza minelys bank account. most money comes from somewhere and we just don't know it. this is why we are connected and remain so keen on connecting.

if there is some one you like the chances they feel the same is partially open. you would be lucky if they felt the same. they will come your way and you wont even know it. luck doesn't come in dosages and instead comes from birth.

my end note is one simple rule.
rule 9

it's lighter than you think. so don't hire moving men.

i dont think i get sad. what i get is itchy.

today I'm graduating. those of you who are unfamiliar with me probably are most surprised. today I'm graduating and i don't even care.

sometimes i want to smoke because i know its best to help this. i want to eat spoiled eggs and gagg and get racy with someone who is bad.

if you force yourself into feeling good then you force your self into doing something. if you eat really fast you'll forget about how much you are eating. this happens with drinks and things related. i don't know anything about myself in the night or the morning, i feel most comfort arise in mid day. the worst thing is when i sit in the park i feel extra dumb. i would rather sit in bed. my bed is broken. the middle has no support and its like a hole. you'll see the diagram. every time i wake up off it i say to myself "20 more days and NO MORE OF THIS!" i like my blanket, it use to make me sneeze till i couldn't take it. i got rid of it and missed it and forced myself into loving it all over again.

I'm always the same with everything i do. you can compare me to a couch; some say I'm really comfortable.

dear yogi

it is funner when you don't know anybody and find someone at a close call of almost being alone. when i am next to you i dream about witches eating us or scratching my leg and telling me to be afraid of anyone outside Parisian decent.

minutes pass
i am getting quiet after repeating the word arrriba with a terrible side of rolling errres. its weird when i don't say a word, and its even weirder when you get stopped on the street. famously assaulted like a man who dresses too hot for the weather. always, i am mad when you take all the attention. always i am mad.

i am mad when you don't write me letters. if you don't write me when you're gone i will feel replaced. whenever i am replaced i feel tender. like a tenderloin grilling by some smashed potatos. transfer me to a letter and i will be the letter P.

i hate the belly aches you give me. stop feeding me chips and steakhouse almonds. give me mango. give me mango all the time. i love mangos in the same way that i love you.

lately my legs have been growing. they grow when i am sleeping and listening to things that make me move like an arrow. i am so long. you'll have to travel my distance. from boston to sanfrancisco to L.A. to spain and back to america.

see me for directions.

love

caca

last time was funner than this time

the problem with this kind of thing is the free. i don't mind so much being hammered by a man but i do as hell mind being hammered by a boy. a half man. an in between-- a still sucking sucker. and that's why i was so taken a back as i was walking up the stairs of my house. little did i know that old d. loufas would be sitting on my sidelines sipping a cola laughing it up with that oh so welcoming fam of mine. it's ok, i concur. i pray to god. i will blink my eyes just once.
i will open my eyes after 7 seconds and remember what it's like. i'll like it and feel it and hold it for a good amount of time. it's expired and it's rotten so i threw it out and went to daly city to watch sex and the city with a man who is not gay. his initials are J.W and his receding hair line co exists. jk. there was this girl that i was spying on when i left the bathroom i heard her say one thing and i almost puked. the movie displayed women negatively, as in they only think about two things shopping and sex. what a fucking floozy.sometimes i feel bad for all girls who don't have anna karina's brain.

eat him alive and love it

hello my friends, I'm with three people right now and their names are Matt miko jason Carla manila west and we're called the land of opportunity for nothing. it's totally legit that it is so fucked up. SHOUT OUT TO BIG p YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE. I KNOW YOU ARE READING THIS. dream bigger than a plant that is bigger than NYU and snobby jason's apartment equipped with pirates bootie. and pirate jokes that i used to share with someone who is no one that i no longer know. you cant just do homework and expect a big win, the new schhools pretty good, and were looking for a free school. miami university in ohio-- it is fucking good. no one even knows it.