Yo

Leaving for Tahoe!!

Keep in clean
Keep it green

Namaste

skinny fit jeans and dressed in pink

So...Currently listening to: Hadouken.
I ran a mile yesterday and then took a Navy shower. Congratulations to me.
Everyone is the world is coming back to Napa tomorrow. Well, fuck me.
I'll be chillin with the squirrels in Da Ow.

Today...Classes...
Precal is coolio. American Mind is hella feminist bullshit. Anthropology is hella intense.
I went to singing an hour late. Well fuck me...again.
But it was an accident I swear.

For the first time ever, I think I deserve to party.


This whole blogging shindig reminds me of when we used to all have xangas. Those things were tight. Like spandex. But then they got blocked at school.

Oh and I don't worship Anna and Gwen. I just admire what they do or have done in the past.
Now if you will excuse me, I must tend to their shrines.

The truth: I could talk and talk forever. But is it really worth the time?
currently...yes.

I think you should stand up right now. And dance.

Wow. You're a shitty dancer.
Haaha just kidding. I dont think there is such thing as bad dancing.
Unless your name is Andrew Hansen

It is hotter than hell here is Napa. Which means only one thing:
Poetry time.....
The dust gathers
in the core of your soul
the accumulation
of the spores
congregate
and evaporate
into the love you once possessed

blah blah blah
poetry time is now over

I'm too tired to say anything interesting. Sorry

I found a very remote corner in the college library today . No one is ever back there. I could do hella shit back there and no one would ever know. I could snort some coke and no one would ever know. I could sell coke and no one would ever know. I could sell myself back there and no one would ever know. I could...read a book...and no one would ever know.

Which is actually what I did. Did you know that Jack London was a hella Alchi? Tchya, believe it. But as for Sinclair...pssshhh that nigga neva drank shit.

Keep up the good work fellow green enthusiasts!!

Namaste

I hate blogs

Trebuchet. Is the name of the font. In case you were wondering. And I don't think you were.

But really...why, oh why, do I...have a blog? Well I figured that I might as well.
Most people have left Napa and so I don't really get a chance to talk to them much anymore.

As annoying as those girls were, I somehow find myself missing that little gaggle. You know who you are!

The other day I went to Mount George to go stargazing with Andy and Dylan. The trip was proven unsuccessful. There were too many lights. I swear I saw something in the shadows. And then...I hit my knee jumping over a gate that I didn't even need to jump over. i couldn't really walk the next day.
As I said...unsuccessful.

My updates: I decided to go vegetarian...again. Me and Gwen started on Monday. Therefore I am on a quest to find vegetables that I enjoy eating. So far, my quest is failing. But I am not giving up hope.

Next on my list: Navy showers. (I am assuming that's how it's spelled). if Anna can do it and Gwen can do it, why can't I? Well there are actually a few answers to that question. Gwen and Anna are both overachievers and have pretty damn strong wills. So...we'll see.

And my last recent quest: pre-cal.I would give anything to find a time-machine, go back to the beginging of Junior year and STAY in PRECAL!!!Taking a 2 YEAR BREAK FROM MATH is the STUPIDEST thing you could EVER do! So once again, WHY didn't ANYONE tell me how RETARDED I would be to drop precal when I was a junior? Oh well. Fortunately for me, my teacher treats us like retards and I now understand most of what I should have understood in Algebra 2. I now understand that the distance and midpoint formula are not some random bullshit pulled from the sky. It actually means something. hmmm...what a concept.For those of you who don't know/remember my year of algebra 2 - it was a sad, sad state of affairs.

In other news - I'm going to Tahoe this weekend! Again!! And this time, I might not come back.
I will have 8 dollars in my pocket and a passion for nature to keep me alive.

I just ran into the boys' room and jumped on their mattress. Random spurts of energy make me wonder.

I blew off a poetry slam in Vallejo on Monday. I am a terrible person.I'm sure it was a flop though. It always is without me!! Just kidding.
I need to stop blowing things off.
It's bad character.
And maybe even bad for the environment.

Maybe I am using too many dot dot dots. Maybe not...Maybe this Blog is a waste of my time. And yours.
If this is too boring, I won't be hurt if you never read it again.
But for now, its a nice remedy to my pink boredom.

Namaste