Thursday, February 26, 2009

hopefully a good weekend

This weekend im heading to the bay to hang out with some friends. I work until one on saturday then im heading down. My first stop is i am picking up my best friend since second grade nick. He lives out in sac so hes on the way.

Next we are heading out to berkley to see a show at gilman hang out with all of my friends there. The show is going to ceremony, cruel hand, skin like iron, and a couple others. Its going to pretty fun because all my bay friends and sac friends all get together and hang out.

After the show nick and I heading across the bridge into sf to stay with my friend kayla in her doorm and hang out. The next morning were probaly just going to head over to the mission distric and hang out until the next show starts.

The show on sunday starts at one pm and is a part of the noise pop fest. The noise pop fest is a mix of noise pop music (and shows), Indie movies, small lable clothing companies and art. Its about a week and a half long with events each night. Its going to be rad.

Then either sunday night or monday morning i am going to head home and go to school. So on monday when i come to class i am going to be pretty gnar so hopefully i recover by the time english starts :D

Sunday, February 15, 2009


The other night i was drving back from Berkley when i got a call from my Dad. He told me their is no way i could make it home. I was already disgusting from not being able to shower when i was staying with friends in the bay and now i was looking at another night of dirtyness. I decided it would be best to stay with my sister in Camerone Park and jsut go to school in the morning from there. I woke up early went to class dirty and tired from a night spent on a couch. Luckly it was a short day because my english class was cancelled even though i was pretty bummed to miss it :). I drive towards home and decide that i am going to try to make it up my hill. Snow is covering my road along with ice and slush. My little 88 volvo was not having it. I turned around and parked at the gas station a half mile from my house. I start walking home and it starts snowing on me, Nervous drivers come close hitting me and i am damp, dirty and tired. It was not a good day.
That night it snows even more and my car is stuck at the gas station. I am stranded. Another day passes more snow but the road is clear. I run to my car and get out of town.

I cannot stand the snow. It chains me to my house making me a prisoner. Yes it is fun to play in but it is really in covinent and my car also dosent like it. I just wish i lived a little further down so that i could viste the snow not live in it.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

no focus

This is my second semester in college and so far it has been...pretty boring. I am taking four classes and almost all of them have reading in text books. One of the things that i never enjoyed was reading text books. I would rather be reading novels. Novels i can actually get into they keep my attention with interesting things happening every page. In my history text book it is dull after dull and i cannnot read it. Halfway down the page I realize that i have no idea what i have just read. I re read and re read hour on end trying to understad what it is trying to say with no avail. It is depressing that most of my homework is involving text books...but i guess i have to get used to that if im going last in college.

I dont know why but i cannot pay attention to anything lately,well, my whole life. I cannot listen to a lecure without day dreaming or doodling. I want to take notes and pay attention but my brain refuses and I have to work even harder when i get home to do well in the class. In my history class today I drew about 8 city blocks full of little buldings, people, cars, stop signs and everything. Some of my notes were earased to allow more room for the street. I dont know how i can put so much effort into something that will benifit me in no way when i have something that will benefit me going on at the same time.

I think i just need to focus more.