from carmi's website
went 2 female phys @ 4...n we had some interesting news when we ended class...soOo like apparently @ porter there's a pond filled wit fish...n its jus not ordinary fish...but coy fish...wut had happened was that it was reported that one of the fish were stolen...n 2day...they tell us that the fish was stolen, beaten, slaughtered, n then eatn by the fraternity DOC [Delta Omega Chi]...now ppl in santa cruz kno that DOC was picked fer MTV's frat life...well guess wut...MTV stole that fish n made the DOC boys do all that stuff 2 it...n 2 try 2 better the situation, MTV bought a new coy fish fer porter...n those coy fish aren't cheap...i heard it was $5000...but like...wut the hell??!?!? y did they do such a thing...like that fish that they took was 15yrs old!! 15yrs old!! u kno how old that is...its soOo sad...n its like the principle of it all...they freakn stole UCSC property n killed it 2 eat it fer TV...wut the...soOo now there's a protest on sunday...n yea...we'll see wut happens...
[[Better Luck Tomorrow]]
Opened 4/11, BETTER LUCK TOMORROW is the first independant Asian Pacific American film to be picked up for distribution by a major Hollywood studio. You may have seen commercials about this film on MTV. It is open only in select theaters, but will expand to more than twice as many cities if proven successful this week. We have to show support and make a buzz with this movie, like we did with "The Debut"! Oh yeah, "The Debut" director Gene Cajayon fully recommends this film. Catch it in Sacramento now!
from www.effectiononline.com
to be honest i was really annoyed at all the hype that this film got, especially within the asian american community. was it just because i got tired of folks jumping on the bandwagon and shitting their pants everytime someone mentioned the movie? i dunno.... well i saw the movie and thought it was really good. but it wasn't an asian american film, it was just a movie with asian americans in it. the plot could've been done with any ethnic background. but i understand all the hype and everything. if people come out and support the movie, then producers and filmakers will be like "oh...let's put asian americans in our films." actually there's some advice for any asian american who wants to make it big. start yr shit up in the asian american community and then you'll blow up. everyone rides the fuckin bandwagon. it's true it's true.
"sign off my name... then log onto yours..."
jon to jumbo @ karen and mons place...
- JUMBO
the world spins in circles
but all you feel is square
going home this past weekend was somewhat of a preview as to what my summer will pretty much look like. kicking it with the friends, bbq'in, doing the loads of shit my parents will make me do.....fun.
everyone and their mom has a blog.
i don't really feel like blogging. i don't wanna use big words to sound intelligent. i don't want to bitch about all my problems. i don't wanna post song lyrics i think are "deep". i don't wanna talk about how much fun my day was. i don't wanna talk about how much my day sucked. i don't wanna give shoutouts to my homies. i don't wanna review any movies. i don't wanna...wait...yes i do.
okay that didn't really make any sense.
stonch chode (7:00:39 PM): hey, lets both try and jus type stream of conciousness for like 2 minutes, and then we'll see what we both come up with
stonch chode (7:02:08 PM): ok?
stankpalmer (7:05:08 PM): the world spins in circls but all you feel is square wanting something other than here well if it's not herewhat you want then what is it can i give it to you why do you feel the need to be seen somewhere other than where people already see you as something high what dissatisfies this place for you and i because i think i'm like you too and i wonder if you and i can be we and we could fly away together i guess but i'm afraid of hieghts but you appear not to or can i really tell behind that mask of yrs yr mask fits like a glove but hides all the love you posess and yr posessesions are no longer yrs but the one wearing the mask that's wearing me out i wish that i could take it off so we could take off and leave
stonch chode (7:06:00 PM): hold on, i didn't start yet
stonch chode (7:09:25 PM): Stock prices rise and fall, like suns in far off solar systems, foreign to laymen, but familiar to a determined few. Determined to fuel their insatiable automobile of greed, brought to you by the good folks who exploit children in korea, Indonesia, and mexico. those who know no other god but the elite, far reaching hand of corporation. Cooperation is the enemy, except in form of conglomerates which wage brutal war to keep their sick and ailing power alive. Soulless, merciless, heartless, bloodied leaders of the new age, the high tech, the cutting edge. Slitting throats of the poor, just so the blood can be drained and poured into the tank of that automobile. Ride away on their high metal horses, but we on the ground know that the most vulnerable place to be, is high above, for you can't see the danger beneath you.
"alone in santa cruz"-the ataris
Did I ever tell you that I really love you...
and I think about you all day?
I really miss you and wish I could kiss you
but why are you so far away?
Since you've been gone
I've thought over and over about you inside my
head
and where I went wrong, where I went wrong
Everyday...
I've been thinkin' alot about all of the things
you'd say
Since I went away...
Since I went away...
I guess I could call you
and ask you "How are you"
But I really don't have much to say
I sit all alone
and I stare at the phone
and I hope that you're doing o.k.
monkeybarsj5: oh man
monkeybarsj5: you shoulda seen it
monkeybarsj5: it was beautiful
stankpalmer: what
monkeybarsj5: we had our spanish final today
monkeybarsj5: and mr brusel left the room
monkeybarsj5: so sambajon walked up and put this big ass condom on his chair ..
monkeybarsj5: and brusel gets back and starts to flip out and shit .. so sambo takes responsibility and he tells sambo to come to the front
stankpalmer: hahahahahaha
monkeybarsj5: and sambo's all "mr brusel, would you like the wrapper?" and starts saying "but i thought you might need it, mr brusel .."
monkeybarsj5: and then he's all "im sorry mr brusel" and tries to give him a hug
monkeybarsj5: and brusel just shoves him and he keeps on going for the hug
monkeybarsj5: and brusel picks up the phone and is all "DEAN'S OFFICE. HELLO I NEED THE DEAN'S OFFICE TO COME HERE .."
monkeybarsj5: shum comes, and he starts to laugh
monkeybarsj5: and then he realizees he's laughing and cops a straight face and takes sambo with him (after sambo throws it away)
monkeybarsj5: and i guess all shum made him do was write a note to brusel saying sorry
monkeybarsj5: b/c he thought it was funny
To the Philippine Youth
by Jose Rizal
Hold high the brow serene,
O youth, where now you stand;
Let the bright sheen
Of your grace be seen,
Fair hope of my fatherland!
Come now, thou genius grand,
And bring down inspiration;
With thy mighty hand,
Swifter than the wind's violation,
Raise the eager mind to higher station.
Come down with pleasing light
Of art and science to the fight,
O youth, and there untie
The chains that heavy lie,
Your spirit free to blight.
See how in flaming zone
Amid the shadows thrown,
The Spaniard'a holy hand
A crown's resplendent band
Proffers to this Indian land.
Thou, who now wouldst rise
On wings of rich emprise,
Seeking from Olympian skies
Songs of sweetest strain,
Softer than ambrosial rain;
Thou, whose voice divine
Rivals Philomel's refrain
And with varied line
Through the night benign
Frees mortality from pain;
Thou, who by sharp strife
Wakest thy mind to life ;
And the memory bright
Of thy genius' light
Makest immortal in its strength ;
And thou, in accents clear
Of Phoebus, to Apelles dear ;
Or by the brush's magic art
Takest from nature's store a part,
To fig it on the simple canvas' length ;
Go forth, and then the sacred fire
Of thy genius to the laurel may aspire ;
To spread around the fame,
And in victory acclaim,
Through wider spheres the human name.
Day, O happy day,
Fair Filipinas, for thy land!
So bless the Power to-day
That places in thy way
This favor and this fortune grand !
the thing i don't understand, is how they got it to rhyme when they translated it. does that mean some of Rizal's original words were lost in the translation?
i'd like to think that i'm musically inclined, so tell me why sometimes i catch myself listening to silence....that or one of the roomate's guests snoring
now playing: "asleep"-the smiths
i don't really keep in touch with my friends back home on a regular basis. in a way, it's because i feel as if i'm in two separate worlds. sacramento and santa cruz. i don't really keep in touch with the sacto heads that much. it's as if i'm under the impression that when i go back, nothing will have changed. but reading people's blogs (no really) i've figured out that people have changed much the same way how i have over the past year. and change isn't always a bad thing. change is a sign of growth and progress.
"sing me to sleep. i don't want to wake up on my own anymore..."
but with this change comes this feeling of disjointedness from the people i call/ed family. i don't know why i feel the need to separate my life from here and there. i guess sometimes my head is focused on the present too much. it's like in psychology, one of the characteristics of creativity is to live the moment and live as if the past and future are nonexistent. so i read these people's blogs, and just reflect on how things were when i was kickin it with them. and then sometimes with blogger reading, you'll click on the links of their friends, and you'll start reading pages of people you haven't talked to in hella long.
"sing me to sleep. and then leave me alone..."
you see how much their lives have changed since the last time you really connected with them. you get to see who they're hooking up with, what their future plans are...you really get to see the issues concerning them without really having a conversation with them. but why? why do i have to read about their lives when it's so easy and more beneficial just to call them? or talk to them? i guess i just like keeping things separated. but wow, people's lives just blow me away. especially those of people you haven't talked to in awhile "wow, yr going to do what? i remember when you were like..."
"don't try to wake me in the morning, cause i will be gone..."
so i think about my santa cruz friends, and when i finally leave this place, whenever it may be, will the same thing happen to them? we'll have moved on and i'll just be left reading their blogs. haha. but it's kinda sad to think that a lot of these people i talk to and meet, not just in santa cruz, will just become "people i used to know". people we'd talk about when hanging with old friends. the same way people talk about dead people, they'll talk about "people they used to know". cause i guess, in away they're dead to them.
"don't feel bad for me, i want you to know...
i like instant messenger. it's the ability to have conversations with multiple people at once. it's posesses this post-it like quality. it's quick, easy and fun to use. it's also impersonal and addicting. sucks. but cool.
me jumbo and jc. yeah.
tummy hurts.
INsomMONICA: :-(
INsomMONICA: moo moos...
INsomMONICA: leaving mon mon for moo moo
sometimes i wonder about her
she's full of confidence
behind that mask
her insecurities inexsistent
eyes shadowed and her chin lifted
because she is fucking gorgeous
the heads turn, jaws drop
she stops to not notice it all
POP
as another guy blows his load again
at the thought of her blowing his load again
like she did in his dreamworld last night
and she takes it all in
because she thinks she's fuckin gorgeous too
not the she as in herself
but the she of someone else
the she that she pretends to be
when everyone else is looking
at her
at her smile with blood red lipstick lips
at her eyes well-definied and lined
at her cheeks blushed with a brush with a worn tip
making her oh so motherfuckin gorgeous
and she walks tall among the masses
because her ass stands out among the asses
she passes guys by to get to the pharcyde
as the wee little she inside
tags along for the ride that will probably never end
because now she stands tall enough to ride the ride
and pose for the picture before the big drop
(but it's nothing new because she's always posing anyway)
and the big drop comes and everyone screams for dear life
she plays it cool and doesn't hear the wee little she inside
willing to shell out $9.95 for souvenier photograph of that moment
of herself in one hell of a performance
making everyone think that that's who she really was
because she wasn't satisfied and wanted something more
than that pitiful excuse for a woman in the mirror
but does that somebody she became
satisfy her desires?
or would she rather just be free to be
the one that wasn't good enough
the one that hides from all of us
the one that i wonder about...just a little bit more
greenorca2 (2:19:17 PM): I HATE YOUUUUUUUU
looking back at the AIM logs...
monica likes to leave ppl notes....
mondizzL3 (1:56:28 PM): it's absolutely beautiful outside.....so i'm wishing you a great day!!!...:-D
mondizzL3 (1:50:33 PM): it's too beautiful outside to have anything anything but a great day.... so i hope you enjoy it!! :-D
mondizzL3 (4:32:10 PM): after a awesome night of partying...... have a GRRRRREAT day!!!!!:-D
mondizzL3 (9:15:47 AM): have a greeat day!!!!!!:-D
mondizzL3 (12:52:20 PM): have a GRRREAT day!..:-D
mondizzL3 (1:45:47 PM): yo wassup!..... welcome back to SC... have a GRRREAT day....g*luck with classes! :-D
XXmacybabyXX (11:30:54 PM): i love you
nTsPrEcIoUsOnE (9:20:57 PM): jus im me when u get this...thanks....i love you...
LuckySpencer13 (12:04:22 AM): i love you!
youd0ntimpressme (12:01:37 PM): love you
iloveseanmackin (12:31:50 PM): jen says she loves you
what up now?
gotta update...
saw ozomatli and zion-i on sunday...very good times.
kicked it with jumbo and jc afterward...very good times
checked in with marianne on monday...very good times
beat floyd at march madness a few times...very good times
got paycheck...very good times
saw saul williams last night...very good times.
went out with jenelle tonight to saturn...very good times.
don't think all i've been having were good times... in between that i've been working, studying = bad times
blogging is just journaling with an audience
what 5 songs are bumpin in the heads of my audience?
"angel"-jimi hendrix
"asleep"-the smiths
"loungin"-ll cool j
"still d.r.e."-dr. dre and snoop
"september"-earth wind and fire
BONUS #6: "soweto"-hieroglyphics and goapele
okay now that pcc is all said and done, i think i'm gonna make a better attempt at actually writing in this thing.
today...i woke up and had a good breakfast at the kresge cafe. 2 eggs, 2 pieces of toast, and homefries. good shit. i love breakfast. i should wake up early more often. i get my eggs over-easy and dip my toast in the yolk...HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLA GOOD!
saw eden and fiona on my way to section. told them i had potatoes for breakfast, eden got hungry so her and fiona went to go get fries.
went to section. didn't do well on my midterm.
i left section early to go read my health book next door. marianne saw me and we ended up talking. she convinced me to play hooky and go downtown with her to run some errands. we ended up going shopping and shit. we had fun times.
went back played floyd at some ncaa march madness. we've been playing this game a lot recently. i was on a 2 game winning streak until today. he killed me twice. damnit. then watched some of the playoffs. suns and pacers lost...damnit.
damnit.
then i went out with joy. we went to blockbuster to go rent lilo and stitch, cause i haven't seen it. then we watched it at merril...good times. joy=cool ppl.
WOOY WOOY!