ugh, I can already tell this week is going to be a total drag. Okay, maybe not the entire week, but the first half. It'll all be fine on Wednesday after 1 in the afternoon. So far, biology in the summer has been nothing short of a way too intense rollercoaster ride. Sitting in that lecture hall for 2 hours straight can drive a girl mad. Well, two girls and three boys. And maybe the rest of the 350 college students about to slam their heads against the desks and scream 'til their hearts' desire. I'll be relieving myself by going to Chick's Sporting Goods and purchasing the fashionable statement that Reg Thrillaveza wore at that one party a few days ago. You pulled it off good, homeskillet. I wonder how many I should get.
As for the employment aspect of my life, in general, I have a job and maybe, just maybe, I can get one more. So I'm waiting until that one phone call comes asking to express my views on why I would like to be a part of your company, what kind of things with benefit me if I worked there, what my flaws are, and what would make me such a great employee. Ah, the usual. But whatever, a job's a job. Tomato, tomato. Oh wait, that didn't really work if you were reading this. Say it out loud.
It's pretty awesome how a single phone call and just hearing someone's voice can brighten up one's day. Children's laughter and their innocence and their silly questions.
Jonah: Tell Tita Marissa I'm sweaty.
Karl: You tell her.
J: I'm so sweaty, Tita Marissa.
M: Haha, go take a bath.
J: Why?
M: Because you're sweaty!
J: But it's dark outside!
Joshua: Gobble, gobble, gobble!
M&K: Sing Caillou, Jonah.
Jonah: Caillou! That's me! That's me! That's me!
Joshua: Tita Marissa, who's at your house right now?
Me: My family.
J: Can I talk to your family?
M: You want to talk to my family?
J: Yeah.
M: Why?
J: Because I love them.
My heart nearly melted when he said that. Sigh, those boys. I really do love them, because they alone are so full of love themselves.
Our musical project finally has a name. It was between Promising Actress and Up and Coming Monarchs. We flipped a coin. PA = heads. UACM = tails. FLIP! The suspense is heightened...plus, Dave Trautz said he was down to come and work with us. The more talent, the more awesome this project will be. Now...where are those lyrics, Marissa? What's in your soul?
I can finally blast my iPod in my car with the assistance of my brand spankin' new adapter. It's about time. Now I can be one of those obnoxious people who turn up to max volume, windows down, sunglasses-clad, bump their bass, and lean like there's no tomorrow. =/ Maybe not, but I can be happy in my own little Acura world with my beige interior. Windows up, please. I don't feel like sharing my musical happiness with the rest of the world. I'd only do that with...
Oh, and it was tails.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
dig dig dig
before class on Friday, I sat down, watching television, eating my blueberry bagel, and tried surfing through the guide to see if anything interesting came up. And sure enough, the Disney movie that I had not seen in ages shows up. Here I am, excited as hell, glad that it just started. I was pretty bummed that I had to leave right when Pocahontas and John Smith meet and fall in love, but within those few minutes of watching Governor Ratcliffe order people around to keep digging the natural wonders of what was Pocahontas' homeland, I learned something about myself that I hadn't quite picked up on before.
I myself dig myself in rather large holes.
I don't mean to. Well, I do it unintentionally. I think it's because of my very complicated emotions and how whatever I say somehow brings chaos and pandemonium. Curse my complex emotions. Expressing myself in positive terms is always pretty easy for me, but the problem is, so is expressing the pessimism inside my soul. Does that make sense? Another thing I've noticed is that I'm pretty darn selfish. I only think about myself in most situations and not the other people around me who may get hurt. And I truly am sorry for all of that. Again, I'm digging myself in a really big hole.
I think it's about time for:
L: I thought our story was epic. Y'know, you and me.
V: Epic, how?
L: Spending years on continents, lives ruined and bloodshed, epic. But summer's almost here. And we won't see each other at all. Then you'll leave town, then...it's over.
V: Come on. Ruined lives, bloodshed? You really think a relationship should be that hard?
L: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.
In other news, in attempting to do the daily sudoku puzzles in the newspaper everyday, I came across the Horoscopes portion and realized that they hit amazingly close to home. Take Friday's horoscope for example:
Something old and worn can still be salvaged. If anyone can do it, you can.
A few days ago, my mother wanted to go to her sister's house to go and grab some of their old clothes, y'know, just to wear around the house. The entire family got dragged along as well (seeing as how I was appointed to drive for that one hour travel) and I'm really happy that I got to. Not only did my aunt bring out some of her old clothes, but also busted out some way awesome purses and bags! So now I'm about 9 purses richer, and they look so vintage, I love it!
Today's horoscope actually came at a very good time in my life, especially after yesterday's emotional fiasco:
Obstacles are created out of poor judgment. Realizing this, you bring your shrewd attention to everything you do. Your accurate assessment of the way things are will bring good luck.
This goes corresponds to the very beginning of this entry. I really need to stop over-analyzing things of such great simplicity. I would be fed up with myself already. Some characteristics of myself are beginning to be large problems and flaws about myself that I wish to correct. It's best for me just to rethink everything right about now...let's hope it works and that I become a better person in the process.
I myself dig myself in rather large holes.
I don't mean to. Well, I do it unintentionally. I think it's because of my very complicated emotions and how whatever I say somehow brings chaos and pandemonium. Curse my complex emotions. Expressing myself in positive terms is always pretty easy for me, but the problem is, so is expressing the pessimism inside my soul. Does that make sense? Another thing I've noticed is that I'm pretty darn selfish. I only think about myself in most situations and not the other people around me who may get hurt. And I truly am sorry for all of that. Again, I'm digging myself in a really big hole.
I think it's about time for:
A QUOTE THAT TOTALLY BOGGLED MARISSA'S STATE OF MIND
L: I thought our story was epic. Y'know, you and me.
V: Epic, how?
L: Spending years on continents, lives ruined and bloodshed, epic. But summer's almost here. And we won't see each other at all. Then you'll leave town, then...it's over.
V: Come on. Ruined lives, bloodshed? You really think a relationship should be that hard?
L: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.
In other news, in attempting to do the daily sudoku puzzles in the newspaper everyday, I came across the Horoscopes portion and realized that they hit amazingly close to home. Take Friday's horoscope for example:
Something old and worn can still be salvaged. If anyone can do it, you can.
A few days ago, my mother wanted to go to her sister's house to go and grab some of their old clothes, y'know, just to wear around the house. The entire family got dragged along as well (seeing as how I was appointed to drive for that one hour travel) and I'm really happy that I got to. Not only did my aunt bring out some of her old clothes, but also busted out some way awesome purses and bags! So now I'm about 9 purses richer, and they look so vintage, I love it!
Today's horoscope actually came at a very good time in my life, especially after yesterday's emotional fiasco:
Obstacles are created out of poor judgment. Realizing this, you bring your shrewd attention to everything you do. Your accurate assessment of the way things are will bring good luck.
This goes corresponds to the very beginning of this entry. I really need to stop over-analyzing things of such great simplicity. I would be fed up with myself already. Some characteristics of myself are beginning to be large problems and flaws about myself that I wish to correct. It's best for me just to rethink everything right about now...let's hope it works and that I become a better person in the process.
Monday, July 21, 2008
jam-packed jelly (ss04/aa04)
extra! Extra! Read all about it! I've decided to create a compilation of some infamous blogs of mine in order to sum up the past few days of the life of this trivial teen, all smushed together like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (which I would totally go for right about now). However, due to time constraints, each portion will be somewhat shorter than these normal infamous said blogs. So for your viewing pleasure...
me: living large in real ghetto
me: let limes imagine roasted goat
me: lifting large intimate rocky ghouls
me: lurking lands inside rusted garages
me: lumpy laundry irritates rugged guys
me: let lorraine imitate ryan gustavo
me: luscious lips identify red gills
da: ur a silly girl
da: it's just grill spelled backwards
da: u think too hard =]
the Sidekick Stories 04
How come the School of Engineering has such an awesome display?!
Karl, take note of this. I want these. I want green roses, with a touch of yellow. Do you want me to shower you with my love? Get these for me because I saw them, and fell in love.
I saw the cutest couple walking back from class. Tall ass guy, tiny little girl.
Yeah, I want a white polo. And a black one. My birthday is in approximately 5 months. Thank you for asking.
The last movie poster is titled: Bangkok Dangerous. Enough said.
How come the School of Engineering has such an awesome display?!
Karl, take note of this. I want these. I want green roses, with a touch of yellow. Do you want me to shower you with my love? Get these for me because I saw them, and fell in love.
I saw the cutest couple walking back from class. Tall ass guy, tiny little girl.
Yeah, I want a white polo. And a black one. My birthday is in approximately 5 months. Thank you for asking.
The last movie poster is titled: Bangkok Dangerous. Enough said.
This was the reason why Risha and I were a few minutes late to class: a burnt down Lambo on the freeway.
the Alcocer Anecdotes 04
alcocer's away message: llirgme: living large in real ghetto
me: let limes imagine roasted goat
me: lifting large intimate rocky ghouls
me: lurking lands inside rusted garages
me: lumpy laundry irritates rugged guys
me: let lorraine imitate ryan gustavo
me: luscious lips identify red gills
da: ur a silly girl
da: it's just grill spelled backwards
da: u think too hard =]
And for your viewing pleasure...
Cinematic Strictures
Cinematic Strictures
Better Off Dead
This is, by far, one of my favorite movies from the 80's of all-time. Incessant newspaper boys asking for late monetary dues of 2 dollars. A heavyset social outcast weighing in on the price to woo the French foreign exchange student, as well as being pushed by his mother to make a damn move. The supercilious popular guy who is not a superstar at basketball (shocker!) nor football (what the?!) nor soccer (oh my!) nor baseball (you've got to be kidding me!) nor swimming (tell us already!), but rather is a skiing god. Then there's the in-between dude. I say in-between meaning he's not a complete dorkwad, nor is he the best of friends with Mr. Supercilious. He did, however, come close to it. Mr. Supercilious is now dating the love of his life, his ex-girlfriend. Of course, it's the stereotypical fact that she'd go for someone like Ski-Man, the heart of young Sir In-Between has been crushed and is now looking into ways to end his life from heartbreak and sorrow. It doesn't get any better than that. Plus, Momma's Boy's mother explodes.
V for Vendetta
I've always wanted to watch this movie. And the time finally came. I'm only sad this movie couldn't have been made before my junior research paper. It would have been such an awesome movie to put alongside Equilibrium and the book Fahrenheit 451. Damn, my research paper would have been the epitome of "da bomb." It was along the lines of Boringsville in the beginning, but pretty darn snazzy onward. It was a trippy movie that held such an exuberance of themes and plot twists. I don't even really know how to explain it. Natalie Portman gives an outstanding performance (not to mention she's still hot with her head shaved) as Evey, part damsel in distress, part freedom-fighter. Nothing short of amazing.
This is, by far, one of my favorite movies from the 80's of all-time. Incessant newspaper boys asking for late monetary dues of 2 dollars. A heavyset social outcast weighing in on the price to woo the French foreign exchange student, as well as being pushed by his mother to make a damn move. The supercilious popular guy who is not a superstar at basketball (shocker!) nor football (what the?!) nor soccer (oh my!) nor baseball (you've got to be kidding me!) nor swimming (tell us already!), but rather is a skiing god. Then there's the in-between dude. I say in-between meaning he's not a complete dorkwad, nor is he the best of friends with Mr. Supercilious. He did, however, come close to it. Mr. Supercilious is now dating the love of his life, his ex-girlfriend. Of course, it's the stereotypical fact that she'd go for someone like Ski-Man, the heart of young Sir In-Between has been crushed and is now looking into ways to end his life from heartbreak and sorrow. It doesn't get any better than that. Plus, Momma's Boy's mother explodes.
V for Vendetta
I've always wanted to watch this movie. And the time finally came. I'm only sad this movie couldn't have been made before my junior research paper. It would have been such an awesome movie to put alongside Equilibrium and the book Fahrenheit 451. Damn, my research paper would have been the epitome of "da bomb." It was along the lines of Boringsville in the beginning, but pretty darn snazzy onward. It was a trippy movie that held such an exuberance of themes and plot twists. I don't even really know how to explain it. Natalie Portman gives an outstanding performance (not to mention she's still hot with her head shaved) as Evey, part damsel in distress, part freedom-fighter. Nothing short of amazing.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
dear donahue
i would like to take this moment to applaud you.
For two things.
1) Getting us lost, going all the way to Long Beach, almost to LAX.
2) Almost smashing into a BMW, having trash thrown at us, followed by being flicked off. Thrice.
For two things.
1) Getting us lost, going all the way to Long Beach, almost to LAX.
2) Almost smashing into a BMW, having trash thrown at us, followed by being flicked off. Thrice.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
aldridge girls
forget Gilmore Girls, it's all about the soon-to-be Aldridge Girls now, baby. That is, Jamie Lynn Spears and her new kid, Maddie Briann.
I'm sorry, I just have to get this out. Jamie Lynn is now, officially, a bonafide milf. I admit, it'd be really cool to have a mom who was just a mere 16 years older than you like in Gilmore Girls. That way, you'd have more in common and rules would be stretched out just for you. Let's hope Jamie Lynn and her kid are the best of friends because sweetheart, you won't have any (nor a social life) with that bundle of joy you got there. Here is a little something I was reading that I thought was rather silly:
"We get up in the morning, and she gets her little bath. Then I get my bath. We have a routine, and I love routines. I've worked one out with her, and we're happy going about our little life."
Oh, the 21st century. Poor child, she has so many years ahead of her. I mean...she had so many years ahead of her. I think it was just a scandal, maybe a way to outdo her older sis. Yeah, Britney had it all: beauty, sex appeal, great hair, killer abs...two failed marriages under her belt, two kids who might grow up to be just like their father (God bless those poor children's souls), a former shaved head, a beer belly, a diminishing paycheck that she probably uses to purchase an excessive amount of cigarettes (who would blame the girl? She needs a major stress-reliever if you ask me), an old, ugly ass boyfriend; I'm telling you, she has it all.
Jamie Lynn: you have shed new light to the term "girl power." Alright kid, you're on your own.
Lynne Spears: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO YOUR CHILDREN?! You should be ashamed of yourself.
I'm sorry, I just have to get this out. Jamie Lynn is now, officially, a bonafide milf. I admit, it'd be really cool to have a mom who was just a mere 16 years older than you like in Gilmore Girls. That way, you'd have more in common and rules would be stretched out just for you. Let's hope Jamie Lynn and her kid are the best of friends because sweetheart, you won't have any (nor a social life) with that bundle of joy you got there. Here is a little something I was reading that I thought was rather silly:
"We get up in the morning, and she gets her little bath. Then I get my bath. We have a routine, and I love routines. I've worked one out with her, and we're happy going about our little life."
Does anyone else think it's weird that Jamie said that she "gets her bath"? I picture Brit's little sis bathing her newborn, then Lynne Spears coming in to bathe Jamie Lynn, rubber duckies and all.
And a wedding for the sixteen year old? I can't even imagine. There's just so many things wrong with that. What would they serve at the reception -- chicken nuggets and juice boxes? And if the bride is sixteen are the flower girls zygotes?Oh, the 21st century. Poor child, she has so many years ahead of her. I mean...she had so many years ahead of her. I think it was just a scandal, maybe a way to outdo her older sis. Yeah, Britney had it all: beauty, sex appeal, great hair, killer abs...two failed marriages under her belt, two kids who might grow up to be just like their father (God bless those poor children's souls), a former shaved head, a beer belly, a diminishing paycheck that she probably uses to purchase an excessive amount of cigarettes (who would blame the girl? She needs a major stress-reliever if you ask me), an old, ugly ass boyfriend; I'm telling you, she has it all.
Jamie Lynn: you have shed new light to the term "girl power." Alright kid, you're on your own.
Lynne Spears: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO YOUR CHILDREN?! You should be ashamed of yourself.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
the alcocer anecdotes 03
dang, this kid.
d: ur a silly goose
d: why r u so smart
d: it bothers me
m: why does that bother you
m: being precocious is pretty awesome.
d: ok it doesn't bother me, but i'm shocked because it is a rarity
m: i'll take that as a compliment =)
d: oh yes it is quite a compliment, espec from me ^.^
d: i must finish this image at once, u criticized the fan so i'll fix it
m: silly boy, pick a better picture lol
m: one where i could actually be imagined as if i was really being fanned and being fed grapes
d: UHHHHHHHHH that takes time, this is easy
d: and that picture is priceless
m: LMAO
d: when i think of u, i see that image in my head
m: well.
m: well then.
d: good luck getting rid of that association
m: wonderful.
d: MARISSA = GRAPES AND FANS and sad face
m: yeahhhh that's not right, i should be happy
m: i should be happy with all this
d: hmm
m: i should be treated as a queen
d: ok then send me a pic of u lying down on a couch or something
d: i don't feel like stalking ur facebook haha
m: sigh, i don't think i have one lol
d: well, then now ur just a heartless bitch being fed grapes and fan'd
m: i suppose that is the case.
d: eww, get it straight
d: i'm a mage now O_o
m: oh wow
m: upgraded
d: god why do i talk like such a nerd with u
d: when did this happen??
d: fuck
m: IDK!
d: can we start over? i'm daniel
m: but nerd daniel is fun lol
m: NO i want nerd daniel
d: fuuuck
d: there r only like 3 people who now i'm a nerd
d: my wrist hurts
d: :(
m: omg, that's great
m: i bow down to you, oh great photoshop master
Episode 3: Wizard to Mage
d: ur a silly goose
d: why r u so smart
d: it bothers me
m: why does that bother you
m: being precocious is pretty awesome.
d: ok it doesn't bother me, but i'm shocked because it is a rarity
m: i'll take that as a compliment =)
d: oh yes it is quite a compliment, espec from me ^.^
d: i must finish this image at once, u criticized the fan so i'll fix it
m: silly boy, pick a better picture lol
m: one where i could actually be imagined as if i was really being fanned and being fed grapes
d: UHHHHHHHHH that takes time, this is easy
d: and that picture is priceless
m: LMAO
d: when i think of u, i see that image in my head
m: well.
m: well then.
d: good luck getting rid of that association
m: wonderful.
d: MARISSA = GRAPES AND FANS and sad face
m: yeahhhh that's not right, i should be happy
m: i should be happy with all this
d: hmm
m: i should be treated as a queen
d: ok then send me a pic of u lying down on a couch or something
d: i don't feel like stalking ur facebook haha
m: sigh, i don't think i have one lol
d: well, then now ur just a heartless bitch being fed grapes and fan'd
m: i suppose that is the case.
It was then that I found a picture.
m: do it, half-wizard.d: ok i'm working my magic
d: eww, get it straight
d: i'm a mage now O_o
m: oh wow
m: upgraded
d: god why do i talk like such a nerd with u
d: when did this happen??
d: fuck
m: IDK!
d: can we start over? i'm daniel
m: but nerd daniel is fun lol
m: NO i want nerd daniel
d: fuuuck
d: there r only like 3 people who now i'm a nerd
...then he had to leave after a good half an hour...
d: my wrist hurts
d: :(
m: omg, that's great
m: i bow down to you, oh great photoshop master
Saturday, July 5, 2008
driving lessons
why didn't I watch Driving Lessons earlier? Such a good movie, in my opinion. Plus, you get to see Rupert Grint in a different light. I like, I like.
Another movie I came across recently was Georgia Rule.
Georgia: Oh, you cut your hair.
Lily: It was getting in the way of my drinking.
That movie was surprisingly intense, in a weird way.
"If you call me a name, if you throw something at me ever again, if I see you talking to Harlan, yelling at Harlan, having anything at all to do with Harlan, I will find all of your boyfriends and... Fuck. Them. Stupid."
Damn, girl. That's my kind of hero. LMAO. "I am going to pray for her."
Another movie I came across recently was Georgia Rule.
Georgia: Oh, you cut your hair.
Lily: It was getting in the way of my drinking.
That movie was surprisingly intense, in a weird way.
"If you call me a name, if you throw something at me ever again, if I see you talking to Harlan, yelling at Harlan, having anything at all to do with Harlan, I will find all of your boyfriends and... Fuck. Them. Stupid."
Damn, girl. That's my kind of hero. LMAO. "I am going to pray for her."
Friday, July 4, 2008
20 minutes
people from all around the city come together from their jobs, their chores, their other duties, for 20 minutes to watch lights in the sky. It's fascinating. The light show was as spectacular as the freedom I got when I got to leave and move away to college. Listening to Owen play soft, serene harmonies, just to get the Fourth of July mood started. Absolutely divine.
It will be my last summer in Walnut, if my calculations are correct. Next summer, my apartment lease will still be alive until September of 2009. You know what that means...damn, I need a transportation vehicle. Oh, and parties, of course. Hah. This summer will be the last summer that I'll have to deal with parents who want me home every second of the day, and having them nagging me to clean my room, and being told what to do. I can't say that I won't miss it, because I honestly will. But I guess it's my time to fly. So if you're around next summer, give me a holler. My door will be open for an entire year. Just bring me some food or something.
It will be my last summer in Walnut, if my calculations are correct. Next summer, my apartment lease will still be alive until September of 2009. You know what that means...damn, I need a transportation vehicle. Oh, and parties, of course. Hah. This summer will be the last summer that I'll have to deal with parents who want me home every second of the day, and having them nagging me to clean my room, and being told what to do. I can't say that I won't miss it, because I honestly will. But I guess it's my time to fly. So if you're around next summer, give me a holler. My door will be open for an entire year. Just bring me some food or something.
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