my favorite song ever right now..again. haha.

When routine bites hard

And ambitions are low.

And resentment rides high

But emotions won't grow.

And we're changing our ways

Taking different roads.



Then love, love will tear us apart again.

Love, love will tear us apart again.



Why is the bedroom so cold

Turned away on your side?

Is my timing that flawed

Every feeling run so dry?

Yet there's still this appeal

that we've kept through our lives.



And love, love will tear us apart again.

Love, love will tear us apart again.



Do you cry out in your sleep,

All my failings expose?

Gets a taste in my mouth

As desperation takes hold.

Why is it something so good

Just can't function no more?



And Love, love will tear us apart again.

Love, love will tear us apart again.

Love, love will tear us apart again...

yes sireeee

"And I figured out that the reason I couldn't get through the day as well as I can now is because I had too many things on my mind, on my plate, you know, for one person to have. So I started to eliminate some of the things that were too heavy to carry and unnecessary. "

murphy's law

i'm keepin my mouth shut for good.

fml

my job is an incredibly humbling experience..that's all i can say about that.

as of late

i had a delightful weekend with a boy.

500 days of summer

La La La La Loved this movie.
so good it's quote worthy already.

recent project

ten bucks at the flea market


it's an old ass jewelry box that's in good condition..it even plays creepy music, but the little ballerina that supposed to spin in front of the mirror is missing. i was a little scared to take this home..i dread the day i'm in bed all alone, and i can't sleep and i hear every single sound in my surroundings, and then out of no where the creepy jewelry box music starts to play. FUUUCK i'm definitely gunna shit my pants if that happens.




tie dye that shit

so you know me..i get bored and i end up doing ridiculous things..i decided to die some of my boring pieces of clothing i had into a brown color..i wanted it to appear a little over used and old..you know my steez. anyways it ended up kinda looking like shit afterwards..well you be the judge. i personally liked how the V Neck looked. but the others kinda just looked like shit. either way i'd still rock all items.

before


after

let’s never come here again because it will never be as much fun.

"The most important things are the hardest things to say. They are the things you get ashamed of because words diminish your feelings—words shrink things that seem timeless when they are in your head to no more than living size when they are brought out." -S.K.

cars & dags

my poor baby, someone backed into my car the other day ..in the parking lot right before i started work. that's the lady who did it..she's taking full responsibility, as she should. anyways, my car should be fixed in about a week. for now i have a rent-a-car. it's a nissan versa sedan 2009, it's pretty lame, but it has a.c. so that's vonderful. plus i don't work till wednesday(this never happens, i rarely get consecutive days off)..i wanna go outta town with it..hahhaha..no one seems down for anything lately though. so that's not gunna happen. but i've been driving the shit outta this car..hahaha on saturday night i drove all the way to valencia to visit and feed my pups..cuz both my parents were outta town along with my sister..and no one was there to feed the dags. here look i took pictures ..they grow up so fast..p.s. good hair runs in the family. (they got great bangs)

the highest commitment

it's been a year since i started this blog..1st year anniversary =) i knew we'd make it..hahahaha

i always order sandwiches at whole foods, but this time i finally perfected it.

i created the perfect sandwich the other day..well not me, but the good ppl at WFs did..i just dictated what i wanted..mmm mmm so good i had to take a picture. hahaha i'm so lame. anyways besides that i've been dining out alone a lot lately, i hate how people stare at you like your a loser for eating by yourself..or maybe i am a loser..SIKE. whatever i don't really care..they're all probably looking at how yummy my "sangwich" looks. anyways have i failed to mention i'm a SANDWICH NAZI, i'm very particular about what goes into it..down to how many tomato slices i want in it..it's pretty sick. whatever..lookie here
$6.99

here's what i had in it:

focaccia bread

sun-dried tomato spread..if they're out of that i like to get pesto instead.

provolone

turkey

2 strips of smoked bacon

[have them toast it before they add the veggies]

whole lotta green leaf lettuce

red onions

spinach

3 slices of tomato

sides:

365 [veggie straws]

365 [enhanced lemon water]


+it's so big..you can eat half for lunch and the other half for dinner..


you're welcome =)

cigarillos

i've given up.



day 1.

why did i decide to quit..there's so many cons..but they're all so cliché(i.e. cancer, yellow teef, saggy tits, wrinkles, the smell etc..blah blah blah)...so instead ill talk about the pros:
-it makes u feel unfat after a FAT meal.
-oh and of course..great after sexytime.
-you get to ditch ppl at clubs to smoke with the cool ppl at clubs outside in the smoking patio.
-it induces your shit.
-it's nice getting your cig lit by someone handsome.
-it goes so well with drugs.
-it makes bad traffic not that bad.
-cause it pisses your boyfriend/girlfriend off.
-classic opening line "do u have a cigarette i can bum?"..but is 2nd to "so u from 'round here?"
-it's less fattening than a bag of chips.
-it goes hand and hand with alcohol.
-it's also major bonding time with the amigs.


yeah i'll miss it..but it's not gone completely..i always live my life in moderation. when i need it i'll smoke it. but that's what bud is for..so hopefully i won't need cigs for a really long time..
bud not the beer cuz the bud makes me wiser

the girlfriend experience

gunna see this tonight can't waittttttt

picture entry Re Tard.

random pictures from this year..been lazy i know. hope this makes up for it.

click me

kinsey scale

The Kinsey scale attempts to describe a person’s sexual orientation by placing them at numbers from 0 (exclusively heterosexual) to 6 (exclusively homosexual). Of his theory, Kinsey wrote:

“Males do not represent two discrete populations, heterosexual and homosexual. The world is not to be divided into sheep and goats. It is a fundamental of taxonomy that nature rarely deals with discrete categories… The living world is a continuum in each and every one of its aspects.

While emphasizing the continuity of the gradations between exclusively heterosexual and exclusively homosexual histories, it has seemed desirable to develop some sort of classification which could be based on the relative amounts of heterosexual and homosexual experience or response in each history… An individual may be assigned a position on this scale, for each period in his life…. A seven-point scale comes nearer to showing the many gradations that actually exist.”

If this scale has any validity, I would probably be hovering around a 1..hahaha. However, many sexologists have described the Kinsey scale as being far too simplistic to properly explain such a complex thing as human sexuality. In a world where people are heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, pansexual, and asexual, is classifying one’s sexuality as easy as picking a number on a scale?