dear everyone

thankyou for everything

love

carla

plan a

slowly I'm finding that all to often i notice myself being swallowed into the world of metaphors.
metaphors- preliminary meanings - turning objects and notions, into one big blob of flowery language.
is it important to veraciously apply such language into my everyday breed? well painters, that's what painters do.
piles and piles of metaphors stacked up, greeting each other with a hello
you see i don't want to get into that.
uhm whoopie's singing to me right now "you got it"

its this sickening thing that I've grown accustomed to, the english language, which provides us with rules and differences on wear where were blah blah....
it buggs me weather whether, mourning morning.
hello! do you follow?

i guess im throwing this across the table, the idea that we're (past tense) once this (ours)- later turning into anothers that.
or even something more significant. one second your finding yourself falling into a can of tomato soup and the next blink your digesting some henry matisse. who knew, not you. again you're never fully aware of the next big step nor foot of action, big leap, flying chair- saucer through the sky. we're silly, always worrying about the conveniences of right now.

now plan a. i haven't got it yet.
but its ok, for its summer, i still have time.

this is what happens

J.

m broke down its a killer
who?
well, killer- bad metaphorically speaking, of course. i could be here for days..
no who broke down.
the m its a train do yo uknow her>?
you are ridic
no im ambiguous and home, so i guess forever doesnt mean forever now does it.

i dont know why im posting all these pictures.

i just woke up, im awake now. todays important- its my birthday. i have 2 million bday slaves.

i use to be in love with this quote a couple years back. it has recently been rediscovered. its perfect.

"we may not always perceive the intricate patterns of our intersecting lives, but we can strive to appreciate each remarkable connection as it occurs."

also driving me nutts: titled space, i cant get this done. im a loose cannon

ive noticed that things are more responsive more dominant, when they are delayed.
ive decided to part take in a slower reactive chemical enhance endorsement. it will for the most part cause me to be much more ethical, ill become a righteous man. women. lady.
ha, im kidding.
i started work today on the plantation. well no i started my work orientation for aim high. i was a bit nervous, knowing that it was a waste, but still. my commute is about an hour, its ridiculous, being that if i still lived at 4th and geary it would only take a measly 10 minutes. so ive been upset about that, drives me nutts. however overall i feel good, i am pretty excited to explore this new field known as the working world- the working class. i feel like a new me, less passive.
i hate the loads of cologne that people use. im sitting on the buss, next to me seems to be a loaded mammal with the smell of...... well he smelt like a..i dont want to be mean here, it was...horrible.
so i just wanted to express my gratitude for the natural scent, thankyou natural scent, i love you.
i want to go to chicago, i wont. also i want to paint my room, im thinking arrows. everywhere. and post it notes. both post it notes and potato chips were made due to spontaneous impulses. its amazing two mmazzing inventions made on a whiff, by accident.
alright alright i must go to safe way now.

until then..
-carla

this is me bragging.

so. dylans playing drums with tom. im around somewhere waiting. i cant find the source of the music playing but its a case between a Spanish soap opera and two blokes jamming.

b1s rolling a joint. to smoke with shamin.

im here to her left and now dylans to my right and hes talking about

"the new generation of brakes"

he left, they left. i am alone.

i spent my morning at stacks. i ordered a breakfast sandwich. it had bacon, i hate bacon, so i gave that part away. no one in the world wanted the left over omelet, so its melting in the fridge.

this house is infested with pops. i feel like hes sitting on the couch with a coke in his hand rubbing his belly watching the simposons, or kim possible, or something pointless. im running up the stairs, or even im sitting here waiting for him to yell, "get off that thing" so i get off, and i spend the moment with him, both of us bored as hell. exercising our imagination brainstorming ideas, creating the next best book, movie, tv show, website etc.

well really the truth is when i smell cigarette smoke. i think of this, and my old neighbor tom.

the craze of getting larger, older.

[i made this for

my snail loving friend.
it s me and you,( im the llama.)]

congrats grad

the card i made for pea:

hello you,
ive been so sad lately. but believe this- my sadness decided to transcend into something a little more powerful. the lightness of things. i just started this book the unbearable lightness of being -milan kundera, and there was a particular passage that stood out to me
bare arms here ( i am now going to type it out for you)
"if eternal is the heaviest of burdens, then our lives can stand out against it in all their splendid lightness.
but is heaviness truly deplorable and lightness splendid?
the heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. but in the love poetry of every age, the women longs to be weighed down by the mans body. the heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of lifes most intense fulfillment. the heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become.
conversely the absolute absence of a burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into the heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant.

what than shall we choose? weight or lightness?"

"blig blag blog blug blag blog blugger"

mostly he left me to be with the sun
anyways im all by myself now.

holy fuck

ok here i got it, my perfect day

picnic
1.)baguette
2. strawberry jam ( not the safe way kind- I'm talking the real deal)
3. butter
4. ONE banana
5. a salad including lots of sand and chicken.
6. wine
7. i dont know what its called, but cheese. yummy cheese.
8, any water in the world that isnt evian.
9. bowl cupx2, napkins, utensils, large plate
10. dark chocolate (which i wont eat)
shopping
at pacific heights
1.marc just for show, just to see
2gimme shoes, since it seems to be a big deal.
3. aveda, i dont even know what that is. but i think ive been
dinner 6-8
baker street bistro 2953 baker st.
i really liked this place, until i saw the robert _________ picture in the bathroom.
this place had yummy everything, including asparagus, and the works.
art 8 930
southern exposure 2901 mission
well if you want to learn about the downfalls of technology and why it should be assimilated.
film 7 or 9 30 or 715
castro: vertigo @7 or 9 30
roxie: stacknight @ 7 15 or wild tiger 8 40
twinpeaks
well its a foggy night so you cant see shit
plan two
a rich mans backyard, contrasting the difference between nature and the city.

wide awake

music soul eating sleeping stomping stuff.
it has occurred to me that, it is very important to wake up in a way that feels.... that feels alive. otherwise you'll end up
like Oscar- a grouch.

alright then

doin the real- for the real.

god, this song is killin me



stimulation

god damn i said god damn this is a tasty burger

today as it mentions to be,, seemed rather satisfying.
for the most part i spent my morning jig sawing around in the world of text messages while watching the greatest little league championship baseball game of my life, starring no other than my fav little man -jakob uriarte.talk about that kids soon to be trophy stack.i must admit im a bit jealous.
anyways that was that .followed by japan town.
[ everything in my belly as of now- one small bowl of mini wheats(i had to mix the strawberry and maple flavor, since one box ran out) 6 sunflower seeds, one bite of arlos Filipino beef left overs (only because i was desperate) two life savers (1 green, 1 red) 1 dragon roll, brown rice hot tea? 1shrimp tempura accompanied with a bite of rice.]
uhm.
i also finally bought the moccasins ive been eyeing,

i was up till 4 last night, mastering kens "mix tapes" lucky- i really like ehm.him.
not mentioning kitsch being the absolute denial of shit. and yesterdays marathon of laughing at a screen.
anyways its all great.

happpy 2 years big YOU. talk about remembering memorials.

ok.
love
carla with lots and lots of me's.

i miss pops,
i mean its pretty weird because its been two weeks and its a little hard to say goodbye.
recently i feel like ive been saying hello to a lot of goodbyes because its the end of another graduating wing, and people keep on moving on and leaving.
but i guess thats ok
come another year and ill be moving along faster than well, anything i know.

i found this great screen play idea he came up with- the reason - met, i cant really talk about it becuase its not copy written or anything fancy, but uhm if youre interested- anyone, just contact me, and well make it happen.

i have to wash a pile of dishes now.
i need,
one of those anti scratch ill fix your scratched cd's kit.
and also i need to make 5 mix tapes.
and buy so and so a nice memo book.
and a nice hotel room for friday, and maybe
a big gigantic magic bullet, since recently mine got smashed.
+ many more.

ok.

well this is what a great time looks like

hbdy pea!

god ive been so clustered, and clumpy lately.
i lost my hat.
it was pretty much the best hat of my life, and i lost it because i was up at five and traveling to see my number one and i was running up those big castro hills and i was excited for this special surprise and suddenly im leaving with him ready to go and my stupid god dam hat is lost.
well,
i dont know i guess its ok because i had a nice almond croissant. but it was only ok for a while until i realized that it sucked and was a waste of the motion that my mouth had to move. it was a disgusting piece of who knows what and i never want to eat anything that hard again. im being serious too.
i liked me today because ive been very productive i created my "knowledge is power" physics masterpiece, no, its real good. if youd like to see it just email me carlauriarte@yahoo.com, im really excited about that new fresh email because its my whole official name and it makes me feel important, you kow all grown up and big.
who doesnt want to feel that. sometimes i dont, but right now i do.
anyways to sum things up for anyone whos reading this, the point of this entry was to say that me and dave i think are on good terms. sometimes its hard to see eye to eye with that mammal, not only is he greek but hes real cool. i really like him. last night at my sisters happy birthday at aprox 12:01 he looked straight into my eyes -hugged me, and said "its ok,no more of this" so everything forever and ever, no matter of anything---- well, i love dave.
and also while im at it, a big happy birthday to the big one eight year old.
good job youre going strong. i love praxis too anyways.
ok
then ill see you guys later, maybe at the pizza party tonight at 6
love
carla.

habit

hey dude i was walking around and remd. you.
here you go



(click me im bigger than the world)

please guys im the last person you'd want to be

asides from my usual self ive been noticing me, doing some pretty unusual things.
today i took some pictures of some people, it was an assignment, and i was hanging out with khim and joyce and stuff. all o f a sudden i remd. that i left my iron on. and nearly burnt the whole house down. kinda like what happened on the bay bridge you know the oil fire ball second degree burn bull shit. god i was thinking about the astrological forces and prob. me and that guy have the same birthdaay which is why my mind has been so clustered- which is why ive been acting so jungled. anyways i went home, resisting what i could. i decided to watch the nature song x mas present dvd dez made me, and all of a sudden i was depressed as hell. the start of somehting wouldnt even lift my soul up. os i have a pile of clean clothes waiting to be kept, and i have a bunch of more junk to do, but i cant really move from my head, its hard to move from head to head, being that i cant leave the house for a month, ive just been busted too much and stuff. but pops is coming, soon, i hope, and that should be nutritious. but its ok i still love everyone even if everyones mad at me. esp. if your name starts with a "D" the three d's. mostly.
ok

oh so this is what you did today

if i had all th e power in the world
i swear i would use up one of my 3 wishes . i was trying to find that god damn genie but it seems to not be so interested in remembering that i was the hero who saved it from the trapped soil. perhaps especially so since the evil soil decided to devour my morals leaving me left with nothing but a few spare cells, only reminding me when its time to eat. theyre useless. ive been watching nothing better you tube videos, and its only driving me that much more off the edge. its just that i dont know what else to do. it just is. its just is that everybody moves around and cries and feels, and i guess its becuase of these god damn dominant emotions that causes us to catch ourselves feeling a little more a live.
"can we talk some more"
"i dont know"
"i dont either"

god theres sneaky snakes lingering around here everywhere

time time time
come faster.

ohhow i lvove the subway,
this is a note to muni: get your act together !
well soon form an alliance and pull a bristle farms on your ass.

my poor little oak face pirate boy.

i just like this

sorry carla,my phone system went down and it all went haywire...will call nextweekendok...affirmativeon spain

From: carla uriarte
To: pops
Date: Mon, 9 Apr 2007 19:07:42 -0700 (PDT)

hye pops,

you forgot to call me yesterday, im a little upset because i look forward to those phonecalls counting down the days and all that jazz. mainly this is to scold you on your behalf while like a hybrid wishing you a happy easter. today while i was sitting at forest hill station cold as hell, i staterd dazzing. im pretty much as of this instant maybe because my math is so horrible- set on moving to spain. in a couple years. i know i know youre like whatevs, but i dont know i just wanted an affirmative!, it only sounds soo nice, esp. because youknow? kinda stuff like that.

well anyways youre prob. getting married or somehting right now, which is prob why you didnt call, i hope youre well, and not almost dying again, with hiives or poison oak, just be carefull i worry for you lay off that whiskey.

love you

carls

i have your backpack dylan, im going to eat your lunch, sorry but im doing it out of love.

mr. mcdonell

Write a short essay (5 to 10 sentences) answering the following questions: What was the hardest part of this class so far? What was the easiest part? What was the most interesting thing you learned? What do you wish we spent more time on? If you had to be absent one day, which day would you have chosen to miss (besides today!)?





Forever in my life I’ve always wanted to take physics. I am most excited and most interested in learning about the green house effect which has much to do with terrariums (thermodynamics) . If you hit a solid aluminum pole with a hammer you will hear the sound travel up and down the pole depending on where your hand is placed. This also interests me. I missed a couple classes due to sporadic urges of energy, I only left class because I didn’t want to be disruptive towards you and my fellow class mates- so you know I just got up and left. It’s ok though. I don’t think you noticed, and if you did I’m sorry, please don’t take offense. Anyways what is more pressing to me right now is the physics club, I LOVE THE PHYSICS CLUB SOOOOO MUCH! Some clubs don’t provide us with the proper necessities. However the physics club keeps us equipped with small little hand books, paper problem sets (at most with abc answers) and PIZZA! I mean what a total treat! I can’t even believe it. Usually I take all the cheese and oil out with a napkin, because eating 55 slices of fatt cheesy pizza a week can leave its mark- pot belly, beer belly, thunder thighs and feeling like a glutton. but that’s why I love the physics club. The physics club i bet feels the same about me; i feel it every time i sign my name on the sign in sheet. Its kind of relaxing to know you have somewhere to go every Monday, I’m sure it makes many people feel wanted. The hardest part of physics for me, well i could only imagine. What would be hard, what would be death metal is if you left me in a room alone and made me do all those tests and problem sets by myself. that would depress the hell out of me. i mean physics can be anything in the world, that’s what i like about it. i mean its really different from me, but we respect each other.

I just wanted to include this picture to rem. one of the most parallel days in a while. Unrelated opposittional forces can sometimes come to you when you least expect it, you see some people who you haven’t encountered with in what feels to be like decades- Do to maybe no cellular connections, day time jobs, relationships, and also possible internal issues. Anyways this day had some good minutes I just wanted to value that. Thankyou,.

Feb 24 2007 7:26P

hey butt face i love you more than anything i know, i love you more thaan uhm katsup potatos pork chops, lemon, the color red, chicken, marleys neon sea urchent ball, cereal, puffy hair, soap, bannanas, granola, yogurt,, ranbow markets, givinh rainbow market, i love you more than avacados, new under pants, yummy left overs, throwing out the garbage, tullipps, soft ball, raquet ball, tennis, pizza, plants, hoses, garden, butt crack, and most especially i love you more than all the clothes int he world.
"baby youre soo nice i love to do the same thing twiic, i loooooooooove youuu sooooooo mucccccchh so much!"

you have now entered the winners circle

its called human participation , anyways if you were wondering. gradient

just a friendly reminder to

stay positive!

hey

boyfriends suck

25 baby

top 25 all time whatevers (not in order)
1. catcher in the rye in a psychoanalytic point of view
2. after analyzing it rather than taking the blue high ecstasy dumb eternal happiness pill i would choose the dead beat reality- i hate my life red pill, only because it will be real, solid, promising, and whats better than that? nothing.
3.no strings attached, hello mister, and then goodbye. i like it
4.healthy conundrums stating organic cases of feeling good on both sides.
5. the novel pretty little dirty- a coming of age story. a gift from my uncle arlo
6. i like wearing the pants, i mean sure it could be boring but who doesnt like being in control. shot gun the drivers seat
7. rule9-
8. i dont like getting deep about anything or knowing things that have no significance or importance or knowing things to strum a conversation with a sales associate at the local so and so, i just like to talk about the weather or how it feels good to wake up from a nap, i mean all the extra stuff thats just useless im not too into it , im sorry.
9. though for the sats its mandatory to have a varied vocab, i like to keep things minimal, because some people dont understand, and i want to be a people person like Che Guevara.
10. Santa clause or more so letters to santa, im still a kid, really
11. absolutes. mentally i tend to give up, but its ok today i cried maybe 6 times, because i was feeling overwhelmed with emotion after conversing with my father. but now i feel good and i like it. so staying home too can satisfy me.and also i lost scrabble, a few tears for that one.
12.i like winners
13. setting aside weekend time
14.peach mango salsa in my ham and cheese lettuce avocado sandwich or even generally
15. 9 times tables
16. spontaneous adventures sparking up something cool
17. non overheating lap tops, including the heat of the moment, and the aviator.
18. charm
19. going leaving moving
20. i like being bored too
21. the right nows and forevers to infinity
22. i love you "plentisimos" i like those
23. gentlemen who have the groove
24. the famous
25. dinner and a movie

thanks to the following i am having such a horrible day feb.13 07

spanish today included me winding my film, ripping my film, over exposing my film to the bright lights that surrounded the 30 x 40 sq ft room, reluctantly of course this had to be the film which included the big balls it took to take photos of passerbys in china town as well as the parrots in embarcadero including the one I shot chillaxin on top of dyl ppickles head. . read the jungle, read fast food nation and tell me you still want to eat meat, drink milk. eh i had one of the best cheeseburgers of my life today at sliders around 11:30 i Had no time for breakfast so maybe this counted as two meals in one, i dont know. it was a packaged deal. . id much Rather Sun bathe. its really frustrating to take photos, good photos at that of human interaction

prob. you like making lists too

its all somehow intertwined- i feel, my mom, relationships, food, money, earth, global warming, civilization, school,
future, homes, art, the weather, shopping, field trips, personal diaries, blogging, animals, showers, cold turkey, music,
politics, books, movies, wardrobe, a bowl of cereal, television, street cars, traveling, manopolies, the south,
technology, industries, monuments, parks, doing the dishes, cleaning my room, myhouse, washing my clothes, developing film.
thinking, him, her, the moments, memories, excitment, anticipation, love, yellow fever, cold feet, reading glasses, sports,
feminism, fallacies, feeling like youre wrapped in a burlap sack, lies, work, rust, procrastinating,
doctors apointments, making babies, having fun, rolling, writers block, cleaning out the fish bowl, throwing out the garbage,
death, longing, hope, being a flake, preditors, scandals, fear, reality, imagining, anger, emotions, yogurt bursting cheerios,
good deals, dancing, headaches,christan scientists,skills, lack of understanding, jigsaw puzzles, the incredibles, cunt raptures, mammals.
oh man- this worries me. "i dont need love i got my band." -radio dept

draw your tomm.- the name of my planner

embarcadero rainbow market haight theatre every theatre in sf berk. valencia for pizza and burritos cole valley coffee sfomoma pacific hights union st motorcycle diaries job hunting exploring the oakland hills quate tower. the beach for sunset, woohoo.

1.99 munchies +rice crispies = 1, i like skating down hills with you.