THIS IS A ONE WAY STREET!!!

It's nuts how much things change as you get older. Sometimes I wonder if I'm going to be that old crazy person thats always like, "Back in my day, Britney Spears was a woman."

Last night I went to see my friends band play down on Fremont St. It was my first time at a local band show in a long time. There were 13 year olds, dressed in skin tight clothes, running around everywhere. I'm pretty sure there was some kind of contest going on...something like "Who can look/act the most ridiculous." They were all winners in my eyes ::tear:: Everyone looked the same, both girls and boys: Long hair, dark make up, and skin tight pants (actually sewn onto the body). I guess I really have no room to judge...but I there is room for laughter hahahahaha. I'm such a bitch sometimes. It's ok though, I'm sure i've been laughed at plenty of times in my life...like that one time i fell asleep with my head in the trash can after a long game of kings cup.

Anyway, after the show, 8 of us went out to her van, excuse me, bus, to load up her drum set. Her girlfriend, who was obviously intoxicated, had to drive that beast from the 3rd level of the parking garage down to the first..no biggie right? Wrong. She starts driving, and we all start making fun of her because shes going like 4 miles per hour, and then this conversation takes place

G: Don't worry, I just got my license 2 weeks ago..hahaha just kidding
Me: I can tell
L: No, seriously though, she can drive just fine
G: Yeah, I'm ok, don't worry

Not even 2 minutes later, we are going against traffic down 4th street. Nuff said.

Even though I thought I was convinced I was going to either be in jail or dead by the end of the night, i still had fun. They are some pretty cool people to hang around, and my friend is awesome at the drums..(her singer could use a little work...)

Primitive Tongue

I was looking at some of my old entries from my online journals, and i found this random one, which I had posted in 2004:

Have you ever wondered precisely why people have so many languages? What if the cows and the dogs are actually speaking an ancient human language, composed of strange hums and grunts? What if babies are speaking in a primitive tongue as well? What if they're all actually plotting against us? The commies are comming...

What the fuck was I talking about? If I could go back in time, I would most definitely take a hit of whatever I was smoking. Puff puff pass bitches. (..I blame jonathan for my excessive use of the word(s) bitch/bitches)

I was also reading through my diary from my childhood-early teenage years and realized that I was one big depressed crate of hate. This pretty much sums up what is written in it, "fuck, fuck fuckity fuck fuck fucker fuckaroo i hate you...im drunk." Yes, I was drunk at 11, and no I DID NOT eat that tampon, despite what they say...I remember that much fuckers.

After reading these, i've come to these conclusions; I'm still pretty damn random/retarded, my favorite word without a doubt is still any form of "fuck," and I DID NOT eat that tampon.

Let it be, Oh let it be.

Remember that one time when you went to that party, but decided not to drink because you were 14 and your friend's mom (who, by the way, makes the best fucking peanut butter cookies EVER) was picking you up in 3 and a 1/2 hours?? Then, you witness what they call a "drunken teenage slut" dragging your friend up to his room and you decide "fuck it, lets get shit faced." Then you took about 4 shots of Bacardi, and brought a bottle of malibu rum out to the backyard with your blonde friend, and took turns gulping your sorrows away in hopes to forget the series of unfortunate events that just unfolded. As you stumbled inside, your breath smelling like you just drank some rubbing alcohol, you realize that life's always more fun when you don't care what you say, or how slurred your words are when you say it. You also realized that you were being fondled by a 12 year old boy, whose balls probably hadn't dropped yet.

As you sit with another friend, trying to help him during his emo (like nemo, without the n) times, your mind starts to drift and the next thing you know, you're singing a melody to the porcelain express, which I might add, was number one on the charts until you discovered the nastiness of Swiss cinnamon schnapps, aka, Goldschlager.... aka death by fire. (and at least i sang to a toilet instead of a shoe....). You remember seeing the black tears roll off your cheeks, into the bowl with floating McDonald's french fries in it. As the world spinned around you, you remember hearing "you have to get up, my mom is going to be here any minute." You respond "but what if i have to puke on the way home?" There was no time for questions, you just had to get in the car for what was going to be the longest, most nerve racking ride home ever.

You sit behind the passenger seat, right by the window, just incase you have to spew on the way home. As soon as you get out of the car after the 10 minute car ride (which seemed like 10 hours) your blonde friend, who happened to be sitting in the middle, pukes out your side of the car...while the mom is still in the garage. As you try to hold back the laughter and vomit, you look back and forth between your friend, her mom, your puking buddy, and the teenage slut in an awkward moment of silence. Luckily, the car you drove home in was so big that your friends mom didnt notice the blonde upchucking her life out the side of the car.

Remember how most of you slept with bowls or trash cans next to you? Of course you don't, idiot, because thats my fucking memory. Oh, to be 14 and stupid again....good times, good times.

Kerplunk: its sad what life does to you
Kerplunk: more specifically, america
Kerplunk: (fuck yeah...coming again to save the mother fuckin day yeah)
Teleolurian Kordyne: look bitch
Teleolurian Kordyne: i have this romanian friend who can't buy expensive shoes
Teleolurian Kordyne: because it's impossible to get them in romania
Teleolurian Kordyne: I FEEL LIKE A RICH, DECADENT BASTARD BECAUSE I CAN GET EXPENSIVE SHOES WHENEVER I FEEL LIKE IT
Kerplunk: well, you have money
Kerplunk: you should feel rich
Kerplunk: no, i know we are more fortunate than other countries
Kerplunk: and i would rather live here than any other fucked up place
Kerplunk: but our government is still fucked up and they piss me off
Teleolurian Kordyne: they are.
Kerplunk: if i could pee on them i would
Kerplunk: but then i'd dissapear
Teleolurian Kordyne: like some kind of piss ninja
Teleolurian Kordyne: i assume.
Kerplunk: and earased from everyones mind
Kerplunk: yeah...piss ninja
Teleolurian Kordyne: how the hell did we get from justin timberlake to piss ninja?
Kerplunk: ...
Kerplunk: AMERICA
Kerplunk: FUCK YEAH
Teleolurian Kordyne: lol