Harry Potter (not really, more like soul searching)

So I'm finally started on my Harry Potter house scarfs. (thanks to the urgings of a certain someone) Well so far it's cool, but I'm gonna stick to knitting while watching the t.v. Sometimes I feel like picking up a bunch of stuff and setting it on fire. (actual feeling just felt it right now)
I've been really bored with life lately. I mean I'm out having fun and stuff, but life seems so bleak to me. I have a really bad problem with that. I get bored with life pretty often, and am at a loss as to what to do. Suicide is out of the question cuz I find the whole idea retarded. Seriously what does a hasty death do 4 u? Nothing cuz then u have to go through the whole process again. So I'm in the process of finding a new hobby to entertain me. I want to learn a new skill, but I'm not sure what. It has to be something I can do with my hands. If I could I'd take up ceramics in my own home. I don't wanna do it at Palomar. I hate people watch me work on my stuff. I feel like they're staring at my naked soul as it's giving birth to another creation. That sounds weird but it's what I feel like. I like writing poetry but I have a hard time showing it to others cuz I feel like they'll judge it negatively. That's why I only share it with my close friends.
Anyways I'm going on about nothing now. So if anyone has any suggestions 4 a hobby, please share it with me.
Lately I've been driving myself insane because I can't stop arguing with myself! No I am not crazy. It's just that when I'm alone and there's no one to talk to I get to thinking, and that just ends up with me on both sides of an argument! Like today they were talking about sex slaves a.k.a. prostitution in San Francisco, and I was all like it's all becuz men are such pigs! Which is basically what the news said, but then the other me was all like if the women wouldn't make themselves so readily available then prostitution wouldn't exist! and then 1st me was all like nuh-uh that might lead to more violent outputs from men such as rape and other stuff. Well u can see how this can get annoying if ur trying to knit and all u can hear is the infernal arguing in ur brain. Because contrary to what people think I am not a hollow headed weirdo. I actually do think, and quite often! but I don't have anyone to argue with! Well that's enough ranting from me.
I will know supply u with some quotes of late:

"He's like the right, but ur soooo left ur almost touching the right!"

-what a jerk, koreans suck balls
big hairy wrinkly saggy balls

-not all of them

-meh I aint picky with my racism

(nothing to do with u Kat cuz ur the awesomest! ur spicyness represents how awesome asians are!)

" I WANNA take him out back and rape him HARD hahahahahahahaha"

- I f my dog died I would die

-Casey if u died I'd be sooo sad I'd die 2!

- yeah but then I'd come back to life and u'd still be dead haha

O.o

Past Lives

So earlier today Maritza was telling me how she loves ancient Egypt. And I told her that I can just imagine her being a goldsmith, back in those long gone days. She was all like GOLD! And then told me that she could imagine me in Greek/Roman days.
She totally knows me! I was all like as a warrior? *eyes shining brightly* She was like no, as a scholar. I was like omgz! I would so be a scholar or a muse! She then described me as taller, with long curly hair and one of those white flowy gowns! You can imagine the kind of squealing this elicited from me.
I love everything from those days! All the philosophy, the epic adventures, the gods! Athena is my patron goddess. I just know it! I know I must have lived in Grecian times once upon ancient times. I feel like I would have enjoyed it to the fullest, but even though I wish I could go back . . . I don't. It's simple really. I'm reading Hans Christian Anderson's The Galoshes of Fortune, and in this story whom so ever shalt wear the galoshes will be transferred to whatever time or place they wish to be. This man wished that he was living 200 years in the past, and when he was there he was absolutely miserable. I think that I might experience this if I were transported back to Grecian times, because I don't know the language! Even if I did it's not old Greek. I might fantasize about being there, but I don't think they would fully appreciate all my ideas, unless I were a man.
Maybe if they come up with time machines in the future, and I'm still alive, I would love to visit ancient Greece. I just hope for our sakes that they can come up with a fail free way of keeping people from messing with the past. Maybe they can do a sort of Charles Dickens Christmas Carol, sort of thing. You know, where you're like Scrooge and people can't see you when you visit the past. That would be awesome.
I would love to see if they're so called dragons existed. (although all those who truly know me know that I believe in dragons nonetheless) Climb aboard a ship and sail the younger seas, pre-pollution. Watch an epic battle that was blown out of proportion. See scholars hard at work, musing over their latest theory. *sigh* Sometimes I do wish that my mind controlled how the world worked, that way I could be surrounded by the things I like most. Although my friends would be there, I'm sure they'd be doing their own thing. And I would be immersed in a big pile of books studying to my hearts content, maybe traveling in a bubble examining world development, shrink down to micro size and see life begin to form. Oh all the endless possibilities!
Maybe one day I'll remember all my past lives and rejoice in them like memories of a happy childhood, even if that childhood is that of my soul.

Hector's Party

So Hector's party was like 3 days ago, but I haven't been able to blog about it cuz it took me that long to recuperate.

Anyways the day started with me waking up somewhere around 9;30, even though I'd been up blogging about 4 hours before that. I started out by cleaning and making sure my chores were completely done. I didn't want my mom to bitch after all. So after getting myself prettied up I was like "Momma, please take me to Hector's" Well she did, and I got there like around 12, much too early since the party wasn't till 6! o.O When I entered . . .

I found Hector freaking out, and running around cleaning and scrubbing like crazy. I said I'd help, but mostly Hector pushed me out of the way cuz I wasn't competent enough 4 him. So I just went to a little cortner and hid, until I was neeeded. Which came in the form of me setting up the playstation and junk.

Then Hector's friend Shane arrived, he was really cool. While Hector was gussying himself up, we were doing some karaoke! Yeah! It was awesome. So after Hector was raedy he was all like "Oh Noes! I need me some candles, and some tape (for unknown reasons)!" So we headed over to stater bros and that was when . . .

I saw a Subway!!! You have to understand that I didn't have breakfast, and therefore was starving. It was just me and Subway. Of course I ditched those herpaderps 4 Subway! It was delicious, I had a meatball sub.

Anyways we went back to his house, and the next people to arrive were Kat, Blake, Julie, and Josh. Of course the firwst thing 3 of them did was go smoke in the backyard. Ignoring the wishes of the other people there who soooo do not want to get lung cancer.

Whatevs! So by then we were all chillaxin enjoying ourselves. Viv & Ruby arrived soon after, and that was even better.

Everything really got going somewhere around 5:30, when Nancy arrived with her pole. O.o Everybody gathered upstairs to catch a glimpse. Even though it was good, i wish I hadn't watched. It was a very scarring experience. Imean between catching a glimpse ofJulie's underwear, and that Nancy chick who one minute had a skirt and then didn't! Oh Ben! Although Hector on the pole was awesome!

By the way, I never touched that pole. I sooo did not want butt sweat all over my hand!

Anywaysthat was all fun, and all but there were other highlights to this party. Such as Hector's friend Rowdy , and his friend Christian playing some of their songs 4 us. They were really good! I really liked the song Traveling. Of course the chilena, Elia, getting a number from Rowdy was awesome as well. lolz All the girls from our group observed her and Rowdy. Him holding her hand to "teach" her how to play guitar. lolz She's good!

Did I forget the pinata? As if! It was awesome! Candy everywhere! Although everybody was like whatevs. Sucks for them cuz I got plenty of candy. Viviana got the body of the pinata, which was a horse. I only got a leg.

There was Hector dancing. That was pretty fun to watch. The whole party was awesome, even though it did have it's shady moments. Which included the magical appearence of alcohol. And all the girls going tipsy after just one beer! Of course Nancy drunk was not the best thing, her skirt was often above her butt. Then that one shady girl being like "I'm buzzed so I can talk freely now!" Then as she was leaving she was all like "Have you seen my Nemu?" Which natalie and I confused as her imaginary friend, but it really turned out to be her large Irish friend.

Other than that it was the best party i've ever been to! SWo much fun, so may new people. Btw, I pickied up something. I'm pretty sure I got it from taking manny's lollipop, but whatevs at least I knew him. lolz Can't wait to see what Hector does 4 his 21st b-day!