Saturday, June 11, 2005

Best left unheard.

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Tony- Yeah, but I sure as hell don't tell them that.

Shin- It makes you a N00B. LOOOOSER.

Godel- That reminds me of all of these older Pixies fans I've been discovering (I know their fanbase is older, just for the record).. For example, my uncle and my English teacher's husband. Actually, he and I got into a conversation about their live performances when we ran into him at the mall today. He got excited when I told him about the PixiesDisc live recordings.

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So, the beach.

I had this huge blanket and lunch boxish thing along with my packed backpack to take with me at first.. My mom has a history for packing in way too much stuff, and she took the liberty of putting together my things before I had the chance to (The best example is when I went to this science camp thing for a week in fifth grade.. Everyone else had a couple of duffel bags, but I had this huge-ass luggage thing that I had to lug up this huge-ass hill. I used half the clothes), so I spent about forty-five minutes consolidating everything into just the backpack.

I'm good at packing things in there.

The ride down was uneventful. We got stuck in the front of the bus, and the teacher people kept yelling at us each time we turned around in our seats. We got there, listened to the lifeguard's schtick, and set our stuff up. I promptly ate my food (I was very hungry.. No breakfast), and then wasted time in the water. We made the great wall of china out of sand, along with "Mount Penis," named for its unfortuante shape. They all got stepped on by my asshole friends who weren't involved.

There was this one little kid on the field trip that was getting sucked farther into the ocean.. He wasn't in any danger or anything, but one of my friends tried to grab him by the shirt anyway. Instead, he accidentally grabbed the kid by the skull and pulled him up out of the water like that.

It was quite humorous.

As far as sunburnage went, I my next got a little sensitive, but it's not that bad. I remember one time we were in San Diego and my dad decided to spend a day at the pool. He forgot to reapply sunscreen- on a very overcast day- and got so very red all over. He was.. Quite miserable, heh.

So, yeah, it was okay. Not the greatest time ever, but it was enjoyable.

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I put that drawing I was talking about on DeviantArt today. Whorage.

I scanned it at 300dpi, which is rather high for my purposes, but it was intended to be a gift for a friend, so I wanted it to look nice.

The DA version is obviously a lot smaller, but the on-paper version came out nicely. I did it on thick paper and everything. It's the good shit.

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Went to see Mr. and Mrs. Smith today.. It was a mixed bag. It had its moments, of course, and some of the action sequences were pretty cool, but the dialogue was atrocious in parts. I just know I'll be quoting Brad Pitt's "Jesus Christ.. Mother of God!!11" for weeks.

Instead of staying at the mall, I just decided to leave. There wasn't much for me there tonight anyway.

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My semi-uncle apparently overdosed on heroin today. I don't know many details, other than that pretty much all of my family on the east coast is messed up in some way or another now. Be it dealing with death in the family, manic-depressive mental breakdowns, or teen pregnancy.. It's nuts over there. I'm glad I don't have to deal with it all head-on, since I'm over here in California.
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