I WANNA BRUSH MY TEETH ALREADY

Never thought the day would come but my wisdom teeth finally started blooming. And within 2 weeks, they got booted from my mouth as per the dentist's urgent recommendation. The extraction was quick and painless; they shot me up with a bunch of numb-ers but didn't put me completely to sleep. The worst parts about being numb but conscious were the sound of my teeth being cracked, the metal drilling against my teeth, and seeing the stitches being tied. Nonetheless, I survived tear-free and with a giggling curiosity. Like "WTF just happened in there!?"

Thank you for consoling me in my time of oral disability!

So I spent a whole day (and weekend) eating mushy foods that babies & old people eat -- apple sauce, yogurt, pudding, and mashed potatoes. By the end of the day I was ready to play & go out. That's cranberry & sprite on the rocks, FYI! The Grand Star in Chinatown offered a very mixed and urban crowd with raw jazzy hip hop music, all of which cannot be found in Irvine. And we left with aspirations of house dancing. So so so so sick.

The days following were not so pleasant, as the pain meds had me on lock-down, unsafe to drive anywhere. I missed a lot, but it's just the first week of the quarter! Much more fun to be had later!

INSPIRED BY RANDOM DOODLING

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EMO ASS LYRICS

No matter what the people say, I'm gonna love you anyway
You are my life, I can't let go
Even if we fuss or fight, try til we get it right
You are my life, I can't let go
Even if we disagree, you can put it all on me
You are my life, I can't let go
I can't, I can't let you go

["Can't Let Go" - Anthony Hamilton]

You always have my unspoken passion
Althought I might not seem to care

["Just the Way You Are" - Billy Joel]

But I don't care what they say
I'm in love with you
They try to pull me away
But they don't know the truth
My heart's crippled by the vein
That I keep on closing
You cut me open and I
Keep bleeding

["Bleeding Love" - Leona Lewis]

DISNEYLAND

I didn't get to go on any trips this summer, but the closest to a trip was Disneyland! And I am now an annual pass holder! Hella fun spending money on whatevers and not having to wait in lines so we rode a lot of rides. && first time being slightly drunk at a themepark! Muahaha.

Lunch at Pacific Wharf with beer (:


Riding the monorail back to Disneyland after an intoxicating deviation at ESPN bar.

THE TALK OF THE TOWN

This memo is two and a half months overdue, but still applicable to the present and future.

No one ever knows all the facts or the whole story except for me. I may tell people different parts of the same story depending on what I can trust them with or what is relevant to them. OR, people may witness some parts of an occurence but not all. So if you will please keep my name out of your big mouth. Shit gets twisted around and starts drama because you're all just secondary sources. Once you get one piece of juicy information you jump all over it.. exaggerate, lie, create bias. And people get butt hurt right away. Wanna know something? Fuckin ask me. And just because I'm around you all the time, doesn't make you my friend.. also even if you are my friend, doesn't give you the right to herald all my news. Find something else more substantial, intellectual, and profound to talk about!

It seems like I've had more dramatic and emotional episodes with others.. ever since --hate to say it, but-- tdb. I mean, it's not that bad as others' drama but I used to keep my shit private. The more people you know, the more people know about you. One thing's for sure though.. I won't be going down that route again. It was my first, last, and only shot. Other than that, I like to consider my record pretty clean.

FROM THE OTHER SIDE

I've gained a better perspective on what it's like to be a parent. A parent in such a way that you give someone (your child) guidance, trust, memories, money, etc. You send them off into the world and let them do their own thing but you expect that they keep you in consideration, make you proud, come back to you with loyalty, gratitude, and stories to tell. You pray they aren't wreckless and that they don't take for granted what's been given to them selflessly. Well, your "children" are bound to act selfishly, and take their freedom and run with it. Only to leave you thinking damn, that's what I let them do? That's what they did with their freedom & money? I don't even get respect in return? Because I've learned that "parents".. they never want you to pay them back in money.. they want your respect, gratitude, and loyalty in return. They don't necessarily care to be out there having the fun you're having and doing what you're doing.. they just want you to be making smart choices and carrying yourself with dignity and making them proud.

Hurt me fucking good.