friday was about swimming.
saturday was about taking the s.a.t.'s and hanging out in the 90 degree weather.
today was all about rehearsal. i don't think i'm going to go through with this shit again. last year i was excited about being in an ensemble cast composed of tribes alumnists, but i don't really care about it that much to commit to another production. still, i felt that i participated in an intimate rehearsal today, and it's going to be hard to tell j. paul no, i'm fucking tired of it. i think it's premature senioritis; i just don't want to do anything this summer except chill with friends. it did seem, however, that the part that he is assigning me is pretty important, but i don't really care. all the people i worked with today are really cool people; michael the eccentric yet intelligent funny-man, emma the pseudo-black french-canadian white girl, colleen the aspiring actress, cody the tall, quintessential "hunk" of the group. oh yeah, and camrin is in the cast too. there were four other cast members who weren't there, but i got a sense of what i would be working with if i did decide to go through with it. oh, and yes, cindy, who wasn't there today, but IS in the cast, is totally hot. but still, i don't know if i can pull my head out of its naturally lackadaisical carelessness.
maybe i should go out and make something of myself this summer, but i don't see how taking part of this project will factor into that.
my mom recieved a call from her sister in the philippines today, and it seems that my cousin is getting married and that they're making my mom her godmother for the wedding, as well as for the baby of one of my other cousins, so we're going there next year in february. there are so many reasons of why i'm looking forward to being there, but i won't list them out because it would all seem like unintelligible foreign gibberish.
butsugoi, however, is worth mentioning. when i last went to the philippines just after sixth grade, i met one of my cousin's sons, erwin. he had totally fucked up teeth, but he was still the cutest little rugrat of a five/six-year old that i have ever met. he was so funny to me, and looking back i don't really no why. butsugoi, as they called him, had a weird fixation on money, and an even deeper fascination with life. he's probably nine or ten years old now, and i really wonder what he looks like now. i hope he took better care of his permanent teeth when they grew in.
oh yeah, i have lots of other cousins in the philippines of whom i'm really looking forward to seeing again, but there's too many to describe in detail right now.
while i was sitting on a sidewalk on pine street adjacent to broadway, waiting for my mom to pick me up after rehearsal, a mixed family of asian and white people walked by, one of them pushing a stroller. the little girl in the stroller looked at me and waved, and then i waved back.
that little girl was the only "normal" or "cool" person in that area. i swear, if i'm an "art-fag" like tyree says, which i'm not but whatever, i don't know what the fuck to call those freaks on broadway. i was like, "they're not bad people mom," and my mom was like, "yeah, but they're smoking pot in the middle of the street." haha, fucking shit. there was this group of punk-rockers who looked like such faggots, with their gayness all tied up in black and white stripes. the white stripes, the band, is dope though.
yesterday, while hanging out on larry's porch, i got bit by a couple of mosquitos, one on my arm and one on my forhead. i'm allergic to mosquito bites, you can basically figure out in your mind of how my abomination of a dome-piece looks like right now. REALLY REALLY FUCKED.
i want a girl who's not just SEXY, but SASSY as well. i need some sass-a-frass. and no, "sass" does not equate to "annoying bitch." not that anyone i know fits that description. just saying.
the lucomotion: that amen song is the cut though.
josephguanlao: god loves you
the lucomotion: God******
josephguanlao: haha
the lucomotion: that the name of the song?
josephguanlao: no
josephguanlao: but god loves you
josephguanlao: because you go to church
the lucomotion: that song is pretty tight though.
the lucomotion: i like that one song
the lucomotion: "for the glory and the honor to the Lord"
the lucomotion: that song is pretty sick too.
josephguanlao: yeah, church got beats
the lucomotion: hella dope.
the lucomotion: are there any other cuts?
the lucomotion: well ima go...since im bored.
the lucomotion: peace be with you.
today i saw devin at church, and lorenn at old navy. i saw jake working there, but he didn't know that i saw him. i also saw tami le at church and she saw me, but she never says hi anymore. what the fuck is up with that shit, bro?
on saturday, after we took the s.a.t.'s, tyree and i sat around my house for hella long with nothing to do. there is absolutely nothing to do at my house, besides sleeping (not together, you sick-minded sluts!). i took a nap while having tyree over, just like i took a nap when seth was at my house on thursday. on saturday, when we finally got a hold of seth, we went to anthony's, and sat in his garage while he washed his brother's truck. it sort of reminded me of really old guys in movies sitting on lawn chairs on sidewalks, just talking shit and sharing manly gossip for minutes on end.
i just imagine the various scenes and tableaus that happen as daily occurances and special events in my life, and though none of it is movie-worthy, i'm not the angst-ridden teenager i usually am, or should be. fuck being sad!
i counted, and i'm in the yearbook FOURTEEN times. hella funny, yo! i don't even know if i'm going to buy one, 'cuz no one is going to sign mine except for dr. gary.
haha!
