candycoated_rot

07:38 pm: its been a while
yeah. So I haven’t written in a while and I feel bad. I don’t think I know anyone who actually read my page, so it’s not too bad.
Update!
So yeah I like college. It’s pretty fun. I'm getting my grades in a few weeks so ill see how I did. I hate grades. Honestly, I learn so much from my classes, but I suck at taking tests. I panic unless it involves writing an essay. Like in my music survey class, I got as on all the concert reports, but i’m pretty sure I failed at least half the tests. Lame.
I’m a dj on the school station. It’s fun, now I use that as an excuse to be a bitch about the music I like. Yay for being condescending! I’m always trying to find new bands though. I feel that it is my duty to have a disgustingly eclectic music library to choose from. I’m working on it. My boyfriend has some kind of connection to club djing, so if I get better at public speaking and machine usage, maybe I could dj at a club or something. The only problem is that not many clubs want industrial or "goth" music. I mean a lot of the angsty stuff I play kinda overlaps with electronica, so I could always be an angsty rave dj or something. We’ll see. I don’t even know if I would be good at something like that. I mean there are people who do nothing but see whets happening on "the scene" and frankly I don’t know where the angsty scenes are hiding. I am from san Francisco and ive been "punk" shows and whatever cuz one of my friends was on the scene, but never "goth". its so silly. ive been listening to angsty music since i was like ten, and all my bands ive had to find on my own.
i dont know if id like to hang out on a scene though. people can be too judgmental. if i look to angsty im being tacky, if im not angsty enough, im an outsider. silly silly angst. and you know what, fuck you people who say you dont care what other people think. im sure it would be fucking boring as hell to go to a goth club alone without people talking to you. i feel awkward dancing by myself just because im not comfortable enough to really get into it. whatever though.

woooaahhh tangent!

xmas was fun. i got a lot of hello kitty stuff because im a consumer whore (and how!). i knit scarves for three people. im so old. i knit obsessively to keep myself from being bored. yay college! without a tv with cable in the dorm, i find other ways to keep busy...like learning to knit. i also made hemp jewlery for a while. i dont really like how hemp stuff looks though. i baught black hemp and angsty beads though, so im sure ill have fun. bailey and i are planning on weaving matching collars with bells in the front so we'll jingle when we bounce. cute! someone will shank me, dont worry.

one thing nice about being home is the ethnic food. san francisco is full of latin people, asians, and europeans, so the ethnic food has to be good for the ethnic customers who know better. in washington the only good mexican food i found was like $15 with a drink. sweet fuck! san francisco has so many little taco places for cheap flavorful joy! i also missed the bus system. in tacoma the busses stop running around 8. how fucking rediculous. 8? then im skrewed if im away from campus and the last bus passed already. its constantly drizzling so it kinda sucks to walk long distances. yay san francisco bus system! now that im 18 i have to pay $1.50 though. that kinda sucks, but at least the bus takes me where i need to be. i might go to portland with nicodemus for like a day and a half. i dont really want to though. i think it would be more fun during spring break or sometime when i could stay longer. the way he has it planned, he would pick me up from the washington airport, ill drop off my big bags at his house, then we drive to portland and come back a day later. its just so rushed. i wont see portland in a day. i do wanna go eventually though. then i can meet his sister.

ok. i require online gaming goodness. tahtah
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Tags: i still dont know what a tag is

02:11 pm: survey time consumer
1. WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR KITCHEN PLATES? white
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW? "Caramba!"
3. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? science and society institute...i think it was free
4. FAVORITE BOARD GAME? Scrabble or sorry
5. LEAST FAVORITE SMELLS? human poo when you're walking down the street
6. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF IN THE MORNING? ugh...
7. FAVORITE COLOR(S): black purple, and now kinda brown and orange
8. LEAST FAVORITE COLOR? yellow
9. HOW MANY RINGS until YOU ANSWER THE PHONE? um...however many it takes for me to pick up
10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? mordock falacio ortenzo (well it would be a guy's last name but i dont know who im going to cling to)
11. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? cookies'n'cream
12. DO YOU LIKE TO DRIVE FAST? i cant drive...at all. and i probably wouldnt like to go fast cuz im nervous all the time
13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL? 2, actually
14. DO YOU LIKE THUNDERSTORMS? usually. not if i want to be outside or if i want to be with people who arent with me
15. WHAT WAS YOUR FIRST CAR? a barbie one that i would sit on and scoot around even though it was barbie sized
16. SIGN? libra
17. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS OF BROCCOLI? if its cooked right, otherwise i hate the stems.
18. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY JOB WHAT WOULD IT BE? one that would pay me well without the risk of me being fired that would also be flexable and not make me nervous but not make me bored either.
19. IF YOU COULD HAVE ANY COLOR HAIR WHAT WOULD IT BE? purple... but that wouldnt last very long cuz it doesnt look good with my face.
20. IS THE GLASS HALF FULL OR HALF EMPTY? depends. if its more full then empty, half full/if its more empty than full, half empty.
21. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE? hmm...maybe spiritted away?
22. DO YOU TYPE WITH YOUR FINGERS ON THE RIGHTKEYS? not really. like i used to but then i memorized where the keys were on my own and know what to do without looking
23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? monsters, old clothes that probably dont fit, a box with all my old notes and some old cards, stuff like that
24. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NUMBER?um... 99?
25. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? porn...?
26 YOUR SINGLE BIGGEST INTENSE PAIN? heartache...mope...
27. PERSON MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND? erm...no one really.
28. PERSON YOU SENT THIS TO WHO IS LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND? What?
29. KETCHUP OR MUSTARD? Mustard.
30. HAMBURGER OR HOT DOG? i have a food aversion to hot dogs...
31.WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? fall i think
32. THE BEST PLACE YOU HAVE EVER BEEN? brazil
33. WHAT SCREEN SAVER IS ON YOUR COMPUTER RIGHTNOW? a macro photo i took of a flower and tiny leaves
34. FAVORITE FAST FOOD? jack in the crack...curley fries and the seasonal pumpkin milkshake = god
35. YOUR BIRTH NAME? Annamaria Elena Ortenzo




Which Trainspotting Character Are You?

10:14 am: im cranky and moodswingy
im afraid to step outside today. the jesus freaks are gonna be all over downtown telling people gay sex is bad, and the stupid teenagers who listen to angsty music and take it seriously are gonna be all "fuck yeah! lord satan man! hurr hurrr!"

ngeeee!

im mad at pietro. we agreed to be friends even after we broke up, but after he came to my graduation party, he didnt call or pick up his phone for a week. then we talked a little bit and he made it sound like i was ruining his day so i agreed to talk to him another day. i called yesterday and he said he was busy the first time, but then i had a quick question about his school so i called again two hours later and he answered "what?!" in a whiney voice.

i dont care if someone is having a bad day. that is so selfish to stop respecting a person when you're cranky. i feel like his mother or something. people usually feel secure enough in a family setting to be a bitch to their parents or siblings because they know that that person will still be there afterwards. i think because we got close, now im like a cousin or something to him.

gawd what a jackass.... i mean... iuno thats just really immature. i mean he's been going through a hard time lately, but its not like he's the only person in the world it happens to. my entire life consisted of my grandma's alzheimer's getting worse and worse. i mean she couldnt even talk by the time she died. i have never used that as an excuse to be a bitch to someone. and then he's always complaining about work at his school. he takes 4 classes (one of which is swimming) in a san francisco public highschool. i am so very sure it cant be as bad as he's making it out to be.



i dunno. i guess i just feel like after 7 months he doesnt have the right to be so rude all of the sudden. he makes it seem like im the horrible person to deal with and that im so goddamn annoying. i mean, its so stupid. its like he doesnt realize all the times i comprimised to make him happy. he is totally unable to see what other people do for him. one of the biggest reasons i didnt go to prom was because he made such a big fuss about not wanting to go. and what did he do? the day after fake prom he starts the one week break.

i feel stupid. i wish i could have just drawn out all the crap ive done for him and given it to him so he could at least realize im a friggin awsome girlfriend. i mean i know im not the best girl out there. i am clingy and i loooooove attention, but im always loyal, i say everything so nothing builds up, i dont care about looks, and i think im pretty fun to hang out with. i have friends ive known since 1st grade. they arent sick of me yet.

ugg. and then my mind is telling me i can feel better if i get another boyfriend, but more of a temporary one. i dont know if i want another boyfriend so soon. 7 months of im-not-even-attracted-to-other-people-love. thats hard to wash away. and even if i do get another boyfriend, if its anything worthwhile, ill be leaving in august no matter what, and if its some shitty relationship, itll give me grief. i just kinda want someone to go on double dates with me and someone to fill in the void. one other girl i know and i are the only single people in my group of friends. its not that bad cuz we're all hanging out anyway, but it can get lonely.



wow. subject changed three times. buhbye. beware of jesus freaks and stupid kids.

01:57 am: survey stuff
These aren't the average survey questions you get, they are pretty fun and creative. ...Enjoy


NAME: Annamaria
BIRTHDAY: 10-21-88
LOCATION: san francisco

***FAVORITES***

GIRL SCOUT COOKIE: erm... babies?

SPORT TO PLAY: ...eat girl scout cookies?

SPORT TO WATCH: porn...oh i mean...erm...

HOLIDAY: depends. this year it was christmas

THING TO DO WITH FRIENDS: eat, drink and be merry



REALITY SHOW: er i hate those but watch them when im bored anyway

***EITHER/OR***

MOVIE THEATRE/AT HOME: depends. usually theatre, but if ive already seen it, home.

HARRY POTTER/LORD OF THE RINGS: harry potter. dont judge.

TELETUBBIES/THE WIGGLES: boohbahs!!!!!

TARGET/K-MART: Target

OLD METALLICA/NEW METALLICA: old i guess.

DOGS/CATS: cats

TODDLERS/BABIES: urg

FUCK/MAKE LOVE: poonanny

***HAVE YOU EVER***

GOTTEN IN A FIGHT: yes

FALLEN IN YOUR SHOWER: probably

PASSED OUT DRUNK: nope

COME CLOSE TO DYING: not really.

HAD DETENTION: no. seriously.

TAKEN THE BLAME FOR SOMEONE: probably

SLEPT ALL DAY LONG: yeah but i hadnt slept the night before because of an overnight field trip type thing.

THROWN UP IN CLASS: probably

GONE TO CLASS HIGH: no. never been high.

PLAYED TRUTH OR DARE: duuuuhhh!

PLAYED SPIN THE BOTTLE: i was six and it was spin the plastic rake. no one kissed.


***RANDOM QUESTIONS***

CRIED BECAUSE YOU MISSED SOMEONE: always. you have no idea.

WOULD YOU EVER TAKE A CAREER IN LAW ENFORCEMENT: i want to teach. so kinda i guess. teehee...its a joke...ugh!

WHO ARE YOU CLOSEST WITH IN YOUR FAMILY: my mama

HAVE SOMEONE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO: yes

HAVE YOU EVER SHOPPED FOR MORE THAN 5 HOURS: yeah but its usually window shopping with lunch in between.

FAVORITE THING TO DO WHEN ALONE: ....teehee...

***Final question***

ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE RIGHT NOW? ...fuck you...

09:52 am: we're only making plans for nigel (oooh)
im bored in digital photography again
i really want a scrabble board. and people who will play scabble with me.
im wearing the silliest pants ever today. since ive gotten chubbier, my mom found some pants that she got but they were too small for her so i dont have to wear the same big pare of pants i wear everyday. but yeah. the ones im wearing i can take off without unbuttoning and they keep falling and when i sit the zipper gives me a small penis poking up. also, i think they were suposed to be capris for tall people, but then since im short they're just at an awkward length. like they are maybe one or 2 inches above my ankle. and also, they're khaki. ugh im such a nerd. uugghh.
i dont really care though. its just uncomfortable. and my ankles are cold. ):
i dont want to go to graduation practice. murr. we have to memorize the alma marter and America the beautiful... i only know like snippets of each. when i have to sing without the paper im just like..."uurrr...Ameeerriiicaa! Ameeerrica! god sheds...murrrr...."
iuno. at least im graduating. i just dont see the point in making a bunch of nervous teenagers with cracking voices sing in front of their loved ones. whatevah.

i cant wait to go to the zoo. me and my AZN beezees might go and bring our friends 3-year-old with us. aww yay! ive always wanted to borrow someone's child to not look wierd in the kid areas. like at great america and other amusement parks i always want to play in the kid section because everything is more colorful with shorter lines but you either have to be a kid or with a kid. aunty Annamaria! hoorah! i need to get my friends knocked up so i can play with their kids. aww yay! maternal instinct burning!!!

anyways...
yeah. i want ferrets when i go to washington. i love ferrets. a little too much. and also i want a kitten. and also geary's dog is pregnant and i want one of her cocker spaniel puppies. and also i want one of those tiny tiny dogs that are called teacups. those are so tttiinnyy! you cant pick them up with one hand! aw! and also i want a child to play with or something. and also i want indian food.

indian food is the bomb diggity.





the end.

08:31 pm: cooch questions
*Girl Confessions*

Name: Annamaria

I sleep naked: when its warm or i fall asleep before i can change

I wear pink: when im in the mood for it. otherwise red/pink looks lame on me cuz i blush easily

Ever dyed my hair? black and purple and once blue/black

I've danced around in my underwear: thats all i do when im at home. like you have no idea, its the best.

I like(d) the Spice Girls: FUCK YES!!!! i will love them forever!!!

I wear makeup: on weekends or on days where i want to look nice

I've snuck out to meet boys: i never sneak out. i tell my mom prettymuch everything

I keep a diary: mhm. writing one, misc (doodles and ideas and whatever) one, and 2 online ones. only i usually paste the same thing in both online ones.

I love chocolate: ... you have no idea...

Chick flicks make me cry: well, some movies make me cry. not necesarily "chick flicks". i like to think i know better.

I've drank because of a guy: why would i? dumbass...

I still need my girl time: well...i bleed from the cooch once a month... thats girl time, right?

It takes me at least an hour to get ready: depends what for.

I still have sleep overs w/ my girls?: my skinny gay mexican and little asian lover. of course!

I love doing my hair: no... my hair eats things...

I've given a guy a fake number: no guy has asked for it...well once but i think he was on something so i just walked away.

I've been honked at going down the road: only when im with a group of girls with large breasts and small skirts.

I've been hit on in public: i guess so... iuno?

I've been called a slut: yeah but more like "haha you slut" not like... "you slept with the entire football team?! Slut!"

I love singing: it goes with dancing around in your underwear. duh.

I love dancing: i bellydance, bitch.

I kill hoes: ..what?

Football players are hot: ... dambass...

I have my belly button pierced: no. i have nothing pierced other than my penis. only i dont have a penis...you wish i did though, dont you?

I have my tongue pierced: no, like i said before...

I have a tattoo: Nurb. when im old and dont care anymore i think im going to get a full body one over all my wrinkles. thats kind of a lie though.

I have gotten suspended: no. ive never even gotten a detention, bitch.

I have gotten arrested: no. im every mother's dream.

I have had one big crush: duh

I have dated a guy for his car: ive never dated a guy with a car

I hate all of my ex's: well, kinda but not because they are my exes. they're pretty much just dumb shits, thats all.

I have got out of a ticket before just by batting my eyes: ive never gotten a ticket, but i think id have to bat someone else to get out of it.

I lie about my weight: i hate you forever....

I secretly jam out to Britney Spears: no but if theres kareoke i know most of the words to hit me baby one more time just cuz i heard it so many times.

I can not have enough shoes: well, its more of i get the prefect shoes and then they get old and then i cant find replacements so i go shoeshopping a lot. if i had like 4 different pairs for, yah know, different occasions and stuff i think id be fine.

07:19 pm: hmph
i wonder when myspace is gonna die. i used to have a xanga. then i stopped using it cuz the crazy stalker guy had the url and i didnt want him to be reading my personal monsters. but then xanga died anyway. i hate how old people think of webjournals. they only hear about that one girl or that one horny 50-year-old-man, yah know? or they think that it's a trend. i mean it kinda is, but i think it's good. i mean as long as your not stupid about displaying your information or as long as youre not a hot piece of jailbait, it's really a good thing. i mean i wouldnt have contact with a lot of my old/ not very close friends if it werent for webjournals.

when you think about it, after we all move away for college, this is going to be the only thin connection between us and our old friends. i may find myself at 2 o clock in the morning on this stupid thing 2 years from now saying hi to my old classmates via comments. some people dont like that, but i think it doesnt hurt to remain on good terms with one of the few nice people from 8th grade, highschool, or even college. yah know?

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i dunno how i feel about graduating.

on one hand, i have lived in the same house since i was born and i really wouldnt mind a change. i know ill be upset when i get there, but its so unhealthy to never be challenged by new situations. imagine if i stayed in san francisco and lived in the same house. after college i would burst into flames. by the time youve aged that much, a drastic transition isnt as easy as it would be around 17-18.

well for sure im going to washington. i just wish i didnt have to leave my friends behind. i mean geary has been there since i was all crazy n sheeit. casey has known me since korn was my favorite band (shut up or i'll assrape you with a salty knife). like yeah im all up for meeting new people, but i just wish that i could take with me someone who knows me that well. i mean whenever i talk to pietro about the college thing, i just stop myself from being sad by saying "you have to visit me a lot, ok?" and smiling, but you know... once i get to college the most i will see him is one collective month and maybe over the summers. that kiiilllsss me. i mean...i see him like everyday. and we are planning on dating through college. i dont give a shit about the whole "you'll meet other people/its better to separate/ everyone goes through it". no one, NO ONE, has ever respected me and tollerated me like he has. i have never been more comfortable with another person. and if this isnt love, its the closest ive ever been to it. i dont want to leave him.

but you know, if it's love itll work out. it just bums me out how im going to grow apart from my friends. first itll be nice to hear from them, then itll turn into a bit of a chore to remember to call them or hang out with them when i visit san francisco. then when i do call they'll pretend its a bad time and never call me back. thats what happened with most of my 8th grade friends in highschool, only now we wont even be in the same state.

for the first 1 or 2 months, i am going to get those days where your stomach feels sour and you dont want to loaf around but you have no motivation to be productive. i am a social person, so until i can make some good close friends i am going to be the blob monster. that or im going to mope around checho's house bitching about problems that are really just unpleasantries.

hmph. im gonna go take a bubble bath while i still have access to a private restroom.

10:08 pm: this beezee be sick'n'sheeit
ugh i think im finally getting over a cold.

my head is exploding.

i havent properly slept in a long time. i am so fucking bitter.

i spent my entire day on that edgey emotion. you know? its like, im all fine and dandy and im not angry, but once one little thing goes wrong, i will kill. not really. i just complained a lot and threatened to hit pietro's balls.

grumble grumble grumble.

i was thinking about how im gonna be moving to washington near my brother. when i thought about it & in my head i said "well he's not that much older than me" then i realized that when i am 20 he'll be 30. thats lame. he should avoid maturing so i can hang out with him when we have the same mental age.

im bitter. maggie got me a rice cooker for xmas and i havent used it yet. i was gonna try to make rice with stirfry vegies manana and then i realized that my brother's godfather Don is coming over. ugh. if that man weren't rich and willing to give me $100 on either my birthday or christmas, i swear to gawd.... at my last birthday i was suposed to hug him goodbye and after i did he made some comment about my breasts and i just power walked into the other room. im so mad that my mom didnt get more defensive. its one thing if pietro were to make a comment about my boobs, he's allowed to cuz he's not old and creepy and i love him. geary can comment on my boobs cuz he's the uber homo and my best friend. a good majority of my female friends, 2 female relatives, and my mother can comment on my boobs cuz they dont see them as anything more than fat hanging off my chest. but don is nasty and old and didnt talk to my family for like 14 years cuz my mom didnt cook for something she told him she wouldnt cook for. anyways

yeah i forget what i was writing and dont want to read where i started. Don is coming over tommorrow and my mom doesnt want me to make rice cuz my dad is going to be mollesting the kitchen.

ugh why didnt my mom at least like say something? you know? a creepy balding man with large teeth just drew attention to her daughter's chest. im not saying like kick him out of the house, but make him realize that thats not the italian way.

ugh. bitter bitter bitter

so in case anyone reading this hasnt noticed, i get my rag soon. fucking shit im just getting over this gawddamned cold and now im going to be drippiong blood into an uncomfortable wad of plastic and tissue pressed uncomfortably close, for a week. uugghhh.

ill die your hair red...

hee hee no one gets it right away. they laugh because i laugh and realize what i meant and say "ew!!!" and look upset for a few minutes.



yeah so i can work the polls again in june. is it really worth it? get there at 6a.m. and end up not taking my breaks due to everyone else not working fast enough then leave later then 8 p.m. because we have some kind of problem when manually counting the ballots or sorting the left over supplies. the pay is $112 , and i could probably get a bonus by offering my phone or insisting that i deserve it from working overtime. so up tp $125 altogether. is it really worth it? i mean i dont mind the work and all, but its going to be during the summer. its not like i get to take the day off school or anything. it means that after i get used to sleeping in all summer, i get to break my routine and wake up at 5 to be there by 6.

but then again. its money. i would like some money. we'll see. maybe i'll have a job by then or something.

6 7 8 9 10 11 12 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8

so 14-15hours ... that makes about $7 an hour. less than minimum wage.

eh we'll see.

my nose is stuffy. i hate you. not really. but my nose really is stuffy.

08:04 pm: ugh
i feel poopy. i didnt really do anything today. and i have homework to do. i hate it when my weekends feel so wasted like that. ill go back to school monday and just be pissed off all week. i cant stand that. gah. i blame pietro. i shouldnt. but i do. he said he would see me today so i didnt plan anything else. and you know, if i look forward to something and it doesnt happen, i turn into the angst monster. its like im 12 all over again. then i dont get to see him manana. fuck i dont want to do my digital photography work. i have to take 10 images of the gay culture. the castro isnt fun when its cold. all the gays go into hiding because they cant wear their itsy bitsy clothes. and i dont know how im going to go about asking men if i can photogra-fize them.
also im mad at people who dont pick up their phones when i really need to talk. its not their fault. they have no way of knowing that annamaria needs lurvb. but they SHOULD know...cuz im spoiled.
i hate san francisco. i wish there was like...iuno that san francisco would be totally remodeled in like a week and that a bunch of friendly people would replace all the assholes. i need something new but i want it now. and i want to keep the friends i have already but make new ones so im not lonely when everyone is too busy for me.
i think im getting sick. if i am im going to kill someone. i cant stand being sick and i havent been sick in forever. i have uber much flem and a sore throat. if this evolves into hacking coughs and the inability to breathe through my nose, some biches are going down. illness is the last thing i need when im the angst.
i like livejournal. no one reads it.

rleskjdnhgfj !!!

and no one sees that. xept me. cuz im looking at it right now. ugh.

pietro should call me and be like "oh guess what the world says you dont have school monday and we can hang out and make you feel like your weekend wasnt lame"
its just so lame that everyone gets too busy for me at the same time. like geary, maggie, and pietro are the people i hang out with the most and they were all busy today. and both maggies, andi and geary are kinda all together now without me cuz they all bonded at the party i didnt sleep at. its lame for me. like. ive been having the worst week ive had in a while. i spent last-last week moping and just being really out of it. then last week i was excluded from all those 4's conversations cuz even if they were talking about something that happened while i was there, im annamaria and no one really sees me as a person so fuck annamaria. and now all i wanted to do was see pietro cuz he's really the only person who comforts me now, but he said he was too tired for me today. i was fine this morning. he should have just let me come over. now im bitter. i hate boys. not really.
like i wish i didnt care so much about people. thats my biggest wish. cuz pietro flakes out a lot. if i didnt love him, i would just cheat on him so he gets insecure and starts to be there for me when i need him. but i love him. so i just mope and not tell him its his fault. and try to get into video game stuff in hopes that he will love me more.
or if i didnt care about people in general i would be so much happier. im so afriad of people not liking me. like im not going to change for someone to like me, but i hate it when myself isnt good enough for someone. you know? like im ok with myself until someone else is around.

i could go on for hours but this entry is too long and no one will read it. if you read all of this, thanks. its nice to know someone cares.

03:15 pm: THIS MADE MY DAY!!!
ok i have been fucking waiting for this ever since dora was introduced in the comic!
http://www.questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=565
wah i know its stupid to get giddy off of a false reality in webcomic form...but this made me so happy. yay for angsty girls!

also while im finally updating this this, i went to brazil. i got back like 1-2 weeks ago. i want to live there for a year after college. also i love pietro, my boyfriend. he's the one who braught me. he was born there and has only lived here for like 3 years. uber extreme to the max hardcore in lurvb yo. yay.

i went to a friends birthday party 2 nights ago. i had a good time. i totally missed a bunch of bad sheezee that happened. its times like that when im happy that im not thin and attractive and that i dont flirt with big scary frat-boy-looking-monsters. i had been going through a mope-monster for like 2 days and thats all i needed to get out of my angst. im mad though. like beezees need to tell me when bad poop goes down. im not strong or anything but i know how to make people feel awkward and make them leave. if you wave your arms in the are all googly-like and scream something like "OH MY RAGING HERPES ARE AT IT AGAIN!" or "MY PENIS IS ERRECT FOR YOUR BLOODY ANUS!" people tend to kinda walk away from you. so if you had a room full of people doing that at a select few, they would leave. see, we dont need wars. we need awkward situations. and you think im joking. whatever. lets see who stays not-in-a-dangerous-situation the longest.
boys who live for their penis are stupid. lets kick them in the groin with ice skates and then pull our legs forward. the end... for this rant.


i never knew how cheap mcdonald's breakfasts were. like i bought me and maggie breakfast for like a total of $12. she had a sandwitch meal thingy and i had the "delux breakfast" which is pancakes, a bread thing, eggs, sausage, and a hashbrown. and coffee. and orange juice for her. also we got a pastry thing. the end. it was hellza much food. like this happened at maybe 9-10 in the morning and its 330 pm now and i havent been hungry yet. i cant get over that. if you know me you know i can eat. geebubz.
i lied. i wasnt hungry but maggie and i split hello kitty poptarts...warmed in my very own hello kitty toaster. (:

pietro feels sick again. ): mah bay-beh! teehee "my lovely lady lumps" what the fuck. how is that sexy? my lovely lady lumps! mah hump..durka durka durka...

ok bye.

09:50 am: if you jumble the letters in angry you get rag...ny
ugh i hate my period. im in such a foul mood. i had to wake up slightly earlier than usual today and it threw off my whole day so far. like...iuno last night i got in this little mini debate with pietro but it didnt feel settled when we hung up the phone. it was late and we were both tired and i hate leaving things that get me worked up. so i didnt sleep very well cuz my mind continued the debate and ugh. yeah so no sleep = FUCKARGH AAVLHLV!!! and then i had to go to journalism in the morning. then i had to take a psych test i forgot to study for. and now im in digital photography and i feel like im radiating angst cuz no one has brought up conversation with me yet. they usually dont but yah know? i dont know. either. uliagalbgab

also i forgot my lunch at home and my contacts came out twice already cuz my eyes are unnaturally dry and my contacts dont have any liquid to attract them to my eyes. and run ons are ok. yo mama for rent!
im not seeing pietro today
im getting fat again. like not just me being stupid. my wieght has bounced up like 5 pounds in the past 2 weeks.
i have make up work to do.
i have had the same pimple for at least 2 weeks now and it just wont go away. now its leaving a scar on my forhead.

im hungry.

dildo... ):

10:31 am: let me tell you bout my baby
okwell my boyfriends name isnt gloria but i like that song so lets pretend that pietro is short for gloria.
GLOOOOORRRRIIAA! all right! ok-hey!





we're secretly monsters. not really. or at least thats what we want you to think...

his dad now refers to me as esquelina (little squirrel)
( :

i go to brazil on febuary 3rd!!!! yay!

10:16 am: this made me happy on the inside
you know... its not that lame to be finished with my digital photography work before anyone else. ( :

i think its ironic that i got Peejee and jhim. cuz you know that plot of the comic and whatnot. i didnt really get choo choo bear but i wanted to put him on here anyway. yay.



which member of something positive are you?

quiz created by heatherbat





which member of something positive are you?

quiz created by heatherbat




which member of something positive are you?

quiz created by heatherbat

08:24 am: im in class
yeah nothing is happening in my digital photography class. bleh.
my contacts have been uber drying up today. ive used eyedrops like four times since this morning and its only 830 am now.
im skipping the gym this week. im so tired. i think i just need to ease back into school before i start going to the gym.
i need to lose like 10 pounds before i go to brazil in febuary. i want to be uber sexy n sheeit
the producers is such a good movie. like i hate the beginning, but the rest is so delightful. the beginning is really exagerated and it just...meh like i guess it properly introduced the characters and the plot, but its so..meh. its like watching luney toons but with real people.
homosexuals and neonazis combined make me warm inside.
i need more jewish friends. i feel guilty making jew jokes to people who arent jewish. i mean im ok with it because i know im not hitler, but still. whatever. if your a jew, love me.
ok well something might happen in this class soon so imma run off.
buhbye.

03:05 pm: i am tight, yeeaahh you fuckin right. ooh!

11:32 am: my first highschool party...ugh.
highschool parties are stupid.

im glad that ive only been to one.

whats so cool about being loud and fake with a group of other loud and fake people? like not many people actually drank enough to be drunk but they all stumbled up the fucking stairs.

like... dude you have no idea. the music was like the white pride soundtrack. i dont know how to explain it. it was just like... the typical music rich white kids listen to. if you want people to dance...play dance music?

i didnt smoke or drink. i didnt want to be like them.

ok what bothered me most were the people running around like "imma give everyone hickeys!" people that arent even very fond of me offered to give me a hickey and im like...sorry im not a whore, i have a boyfriend who im not gonna cheat on with a bunch of drunken white kids.

i did hella stuff before though.

the play was so good. dillon is awsome. like he even had the audience laughing and going "ew" when they were supposed to. im really glad i went.

i woke up and got breakfast with my little Rice Bowl, Maggie. then we got various sources of sugar on 24th street. while on our sugar high we went to dolores park and played on the swiiinnggsss. after stopping at my house, we went downtown to see the opening of the H&M store. but the line went down the block just to go in, so fuck that. we met up with another friend and went to chevey's. we said it was my birthday but i dont think i have the hat anymore. its probably at the party and i really dont care enough to want it back.

im really glad i went to the play. ( :

09:21 pm: sippin on gin and juice, laaayy baccckk
yeah. homework...shhhh...i wont feel guilty if im not paying attention to it.
there should be a machine that pinpoints the one college i should go to and that college should instantly accept me. or a sorting hat like in harry potter!eeee!
the 4th HP movie is the best. i didnt like the other movies but this was the shiggity shizz. they cut a lot out...but that book is huge so its understandable.
its the best movie cuz the story already has action in it and thats what modern movies are good for. just dont bring a young family member. it's rated pg-13 for a reason. its not gorey, but its dramatic and scary as fuck. seeing the "hero" cry over a dead body while the body's father bursts into heartwrenching sobs is kinda uncomfortable when youre in the mindset for a kid's movie. hella good movie though.

uurrgghhh. spanish. homework killed jesus, not the jews. ugh. i love that i know jewish people and make jokes like "the pillsbury jew boy":
(X_X) "no not the ovens!"

oh my gawd. im going to hell. so much hell. like i bet satan has wet dreams about how much im going to be in hell.
you love me though.
everyone should sign a petition saying that annamaria shouldnt go to hell despite the fact that she owns Christian Death CDs, offends anything there is to offend, and loves gay boys just a little too much.


(: ... do you ever catch a whiff of someone's scent even when they're not with you just cuz you hang out with them so much? i just got that but for my boyfriend. swoon... <3

09:05 am: urg
i feel really lame.
everything is perfect though.
i have a boyfriend, geary is still my best friend, someone cares enough about me to spend a week taking care of me when im sick, im going to college soon, people at my school like me now, my mommy wuvs me, and because ive been sick for a week i lost like 6 pounds.
iuno though. like nothing is really bothering me right now, but i feel like one little smack would send me crying for some unnecesarily long amount of time.
like i dont get it. i always figured that a best friend was all i needed. i got one. then i was always crying about that period in my life cuz it was kinda lame. thats passed. then i was convinced that i needed a boyfriend because geary never really liked hanging out with me in the first place. i got a boyfriend.
nothing isnt resolved. i dontknow what more i need. like im perfectly happy with my life the way it is. i dont need college right now, although im excited about going. its not like theres anything that needs to happen now. i cant figure out why im so anxious.
iuno. this is stupid.

maybe its just cuz ive been outa school for a week. im going to the doctors today and if she says i dont have mono and that i dont have a fever imma run outside and play a little. maybe thats all i need.

im gonna go see the Harry Potter movie for free on saturday morning. which is fine. i woke up at 6:15 today and made myself to back to bed cuz waking up that early is lame. i hate waking up early. its like im too groggy to do anything constructive but no other sane person is awake yet.so i babble in my livejournal.

02:05 pm: bored
yeah im in digital photo class and im bored out of my mind. i dont have enough photos to start editing them and since i dont have them picked out i cant start my tabs or my artist statement.
good gawd you have no idea how tired i am. i didnt even do much for halloween though. geary brian and i went trick or treating for like maybe half an hour and then i got my tarrot card reading done by somelady. then we watched the craft and i ate hellza much cuz i am the obese monster.
i hate my period. it ruins everything. not really. but it made me slightly more uncomfortable and bloated yesterday. i heart pietro. no matter what i do he doesnt get mad at me and frankly thats sweet.
i want candy beezees. i have a dentist apointment today. ) : what kinda sick poop scheduals a dentist apointment the day after one of the most candy filled hollidays.
i really cant wait for christmas. i want it to happen while i still have money so i can buy poop for people and then i can buy poop for myself because i decide i like it more than the other person would.

ok my teacher might be humping me soon and burururur. so buhbye.

03:25 pm: asian love
2 cold wet asian girls showed up at my house midnight 2 nights ago and i wamred them up with hot italian sausage.
meaning we ate cookies and giggled about the fact that Hello Kitty vibrators really do exist. we went to ihop the next morning.

we met waffle man. he apearantly likes to go hit on girls half his age at ihop. and also he has a fettish for asian girls. and also he cant light his cigs right but he insists on smoking in an attempt to look badass. then he like...twists all the insides out of it while trying to make his life sound interesting to 2 asians and a white chick who cant stop laughing at how lonely this man must really be.
life is good.

holloween is manana. i dont know what im doing. im gonna dress up like a zombie but i dont know who im suposed to hang out with.
no one really planned anything with me.

the bauhaus are coming again tomorrow but of course im the only person in san francisco under the age of 30 who knows and likes them so i dont have anyone to go with. bah they're old and they're gonna die soon. if i dont see them now ill never get the chance again. bah!

tengo un novio.

yay.

i have a tamagotchi. it had a near death expirience this morning because it got sick while i was sleeping in and i didnt give it medicine till i woke up. that was a close one. ill have to be more careful.

my friend gave me this one. its one of the new ones. if someone else gets a new tamagotchi , we can let them interact and possibly mate. my goal is to get 2 boy tamagotchis to have a baby. i dont know if you can do that, but i will.
uhuhuhuh. thats the best noise ever. i love my asian beezees.

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