life is boring.

people are boring.

i am boring.

the end.

Current Mood: bored

im never leaving my house again.

my dad looks at me like im dead to him.

school sucks.

Current Mood: crushed

i had a really horrible dream last night and i dont think i would have thought it was that horrible if i didnt think it was happening to me in the real world right now.


i cant get my mind off someone who is all wrong for me.


the guy wears flip-flops and flares. it drives me fucking insane for some reason. i look at it and it stays in my mind and when i think of him i think of flip-flops and flares, flip flops and falres. i get a little notious. the people i usually date are tall and lean and hes like 5'10 and hes not fat or chubby but he has these little love handles that really bother me. im like taking a test at school and that image comes to me. the love handles dont bother me just the fact that i can only think of that part of his body bothers me.

but i think when you really like someone those things dont matter that much.

Current Mood: annoyed

at my friend jennifers house watching mindless television. we saw an AMAZING concert at walters (LUCERO) and managed to get kicked out for underage drinking ( well jennifer) hahaha.

i miss jp :)




and jacob as well.



the most relevent topic of the times i would most like to talk about currently is incestous social groups in houston. i cant wait till college when you can finally meet a boy who hasnt dated someone you know or even worse a close freind of yours. no examples nessecary but visual reference. holla

Current Mood: amused

lucero is this weekend. yay. i hope yates doesnt ruin that for me too. hes good freinds with the band; hes out to get me. stupid revengeful bastard.

sold two pieces. money in the bank.

today i relized i didnt get a birthday present from my dad. the car ride home with silent. he told me i didnt deserve one. then he kept making fun of me and i was trying to yell at him and tell him i was angry with him but i kept laughing and i couldnt get the words out. why is it that when i try to yell at someone i get this incontrollable laugh. does this even make since. i sound crazy.

i think i got a job at the levis store. yay.

last saturday i was over at my freind christis and she had this book called the book of answers? the book works like so: you ask it a question out loud or in your head. ( i feel safer and more sane asking it in my head) then you flip open to a random page and it gives you this random proverb like qoute that is somehow mystically suppossed to relate to your question in a meaningful way.

i asked a question about a boy i used to like named jacob.

my response was great but the creepiest part about it was the proverb was from this guy named james allen which also happens to be the name of jacobs roomate(twlight zone noise comences). enough said.

im still waiting for the smiley face for the feeling crunk.

Current Mood: contemplative

points of no return (aka today) :

ive been thinking alot about more things then i usually put to my mind with intentions unaturally revolving around certain unmentionables.

jennifer is leaving me to go to college. i told her i would go with her to become a world-famous model. i was half serious naturally.

i yelled at my dear freind josh today. i had been working on these 3 long devision probelems(took me 5 pages for each one) that i was determined to complete. he told me to forget about them. i think youd yell at someone who told you to forget about math too.

i finished reading three excellant books today. ooo rah

my history teacher took me out for icecream today during his class after i mnetioned to him of a new energy drink called cocaine. i believe he thinks i can "hook him up".
as long as the free icecream comes, i deal hard.

i was making some transperencys for an installation im doing and i left 2 transperences with "make love to his sister" and "hard lover" in the transperancy machine. some kid asked me if i made art about my dreams...

my friend jennifer and christi ask me how they can get the fellas: i told them, you just go to an allen party.

wtf does jubilant mean. the face looks like "hey you just had sex with my girlfriend and everythings all good"

Current Mood: jubilant

going out of town to:

shoot a couple of art pieces.

meet some artsy museum people to buy my art.

becoming famous.

coming back when all is completed.

Current Mood: cheerful

being bored. life is boring.

people


are

boring.




im moving to LA.

Current Mood: blah

in houston. doin my thing. spain was amazing, the beer, the bars, the stores, the palaces, the boys. all amazing. seville and granada highly recommended. im currently care free and healthy. everyone in my group got sick with strep, or pink eye, and in some peoples cases: herpes. haha ha ha.. but things are back in order now. i just finished installing a piece at the bayou city art festivels. go see my work i guess. it feels good to se all my freinds again. celebrating my late late 17 tomarrow wth jennifer, christi and isa. maybe going to southmore to visit old freinds. best birthday ever. potentially.

Current Mood: content

i met this boy named jacob. hes nice.




someone told me im cold hearted. is it really true? i think i have a warm heart. i just dont let anyone see it.