random

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

ha.

whatever. here are some pictures


vanessa, a study in blonde


vanessa, a study in purple


sushi cute


happy birthday. hands that i count: 5.


&jal&vanessa. too hot for bread


we were way too hot for a straight club.
more specifically, a straight riverside club.
never again.


people wonder what girls do in fitting rooms.


fly away little danielle, fly away!


debbie. just debbie!

thats all. byeee

wtf

Which Golden Girl Are You?

i am so over it, that i'm under it

i have a headache.

whatever. im going to clean.

happy easter

so, im back in riverside. woo spring quarter. eh.. someone call me at 9am, please? kthanks.

anyways, four random pictures.


happy 21st 22nd 26th birthday, jerel.
damn, you're old.
btw, nice rice cake.


superman said to the field of cupcakes,
"IM NOT AFRAID TO USE THIS!!!!"


random image of danielle and trotsky after his near death experience.


holy water from christ the king church.
its in kat's bag for incase there is a need for an emergency exorcism.

fm transmitter

so, as a finals gift, my dad got me an fm transmitter for my iPod.

and by "my dad" i mean, "i bought it with his credit card".

!!!

this was an important occurance, but its already an old one... but...


sonny came home!

ok... its not just a shawn colvin song now.

finals

meh. and here i am, blogging my life away.

meh. i wish i had all my finals finished already. anyways... i passed the ides of march and its my ex-roomies birthday. woo angie.

more porcrastination


Topanga


Which Boy Meets World Character Are You?
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why does topanga's head look really weird? thats really bizzare...

Lumpia: a small fried eggroll filled with veggies and/or meat.


Which Filipino Food Are You?
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w00t.

happy pi day

yeah. the end.

procrastination

You are

What Rejected Crayon Are You?

instead of studying i have:

1) taken the above quiz.
2) gone home
3) played halo 2.
3.5) listened to jerel talk shit on xbox live. wtheck?
3.75) got a dooney and burke bag! haha. oh the random crap that goes to die at kingsley.
4) developed an amazing theory regarding boys and video games
5) baked cookies.
6) went to immac with kat and posed in the statue garden
7) philosophized over coffee
8) philosophized with kat and norman
9) slept
10) went to the gym for an hour
11) showered twice
12) started blogging

eh.

le bracket


go tarheels
i had no idea they were doing so well...

finals.

i dont consider this a quarter of school. this was dime, no! a nickel!

21 year old out of work female. work experience: coffee

PrayIBleed: http://losangeles.craigslist.org/ret/63049370.html
PrayIBleed: this is the only thing i can do
oxvanes the rzxo: haha
oxvanes the rzxo: sad day.

the notebook

what was all the fuss about? i didnt cry. i was ready for a cry. i was gypped! (racist comment)

anyways... random pics...


the testosterone zone... whos sitting more like a woman?


they cant resist them. ephraim is touching me like i'm acid...


happy 30th birthday, wen!


this is my coworker ryan in the back room of ae. oh secretive!

oh, and i've been up for 24 hours. go vanessa and no sleep. i blame television and cookies.

random sisterly convo

oxvanes the rzxo: im exciting for my upcoming weight loss from getting off the pill.
oxvanes the rzxo: isnt that sad?
prayibleed: awww
prayibleed: hey ME TOO!!!
oxvanes the rzxo: HAHAHA

haha, yay.

2:53am

chrisw a n gster :you are a creature of the night, vanessa
oxvanes the rzxo : i am
oxvanes the rzxo : this is why i need a night owl roommate

le sigh. anyways, i've done the following today:

- got mad at my parents for not having cooked rice in the house (remember, i get grumpy when im hungry, and i only eat rice when in home)
- went to work.
- saw the winner of The WB's Superstar USA. don't worry, its not that i remembered who won, my co-worker watched that show religiously and was shocked that the winner actually showed her face in public after that.
- went home and baked cookies.

i have work tomorow too. i'm kinda tempted to drive my car down third street to work. i dont care if marathoners get in my way. juust keeding.

ooh... my kairos was over two years ago.

man that seems like yesterday... the 4th day... i can't believe its 6am...

rolling orange of death!

oh yes, random blogging vanessa is back. ::glares::

march

feb sucked. bring me the ides!

onwards and upwards!

my weekend


random jumping in the heights


woo!


hoo!

pictures

yes

aint no party like a long beach party!

scene: my driveway
time: an hour ago
people: me and jerel

stage directions: vanessa is washing her car wheels. jerel pulls up in the driveway.

jerel: hey, do you guys have any food in your house?
me: i dont know
jerel: how do you not know?
me: well, i was in long beach last night.
jerel: what were you doing in long beach?
me: ::long pause:: i dont know! hahaha

oh my. pictures will be posted early tomorrow morning. happy birthday, joe.

off to work...

cleaning

i have a feeling that my apartment-mates think i'm on speed.

so, i came home at 4am from la this morning.

and i started cleaning.

i did my laundry, i worked out, i cleaned the kitchen, i cleaned the living room, and now, im going to clean my room.

oh well. at least i got something done.

link bitch

i updated this links list. i removed people who

a) dont update
b) no longer blog
c) people whom i believe want their privacy.

i also updated stuff for people who have moved to livejournal, which were many.

oh, and i didn't delete mkb because he exclusively uses my links list to see others blogs, haha.

tomorrow

the vagina monologues! 2/23! 8pm! UNLH! UC riverside! $12 at the door! be there!

right now

still raining. le sigh.

storm watch 2005!


lake serrano and 2nd


i call this "fuggs and splashes".

results of staying inside all weekend


my great revelation that
i finally have enough shoes.

apparently, to shoppers, "pounding rain" is equal to "flock to the beverly center"

whatever. oh american eagle. how i lurve and hate you.

congrats to israel, who graduated. woo hoo.

so i think my obsession with friendster type sites is finally waning. finally... i've been waiting since june 2003 for this to all end.

i can't believe i'm on downelink.com too. im not even gay. hmph.

dear union station



thanks for rubbing it in my face.

i get grumpy when im hungry.

its that mood that you've all been waiting for.

vanessa is pensive.

well i was looking at my stat counter. and for some reason the US Immigration And Naturalization Service in Washington DC, has visited my blog. why? i dont know. anyways. the rain is here. i was excited to use my new windshield wipers. that was like. wow.

oh. and i just brushed my teeth and i looked in the mirror and i made a sad face. i've come to the conclusion that my sad face makes me look like a duck.

im going to be in riverside/not los angeles until saturday night. i'll be in riverside getting things done today (friday). oh and i think i have a hall reunion thing tonight too. i have plans. saturday, im headed to irvine for kaba con because i am so involved. ha! i wasnt being sarcastic!

im tired. thats all. goodnight.

i dont like my television class


i wanted to squish my ta.


so i did
so begin's lent.

i'll giving up sex.

haha. ::serious face::

we'll see.

real post

wangster is forcing me to post, again. happy birthday to KAT, who is no longer a teenager, but i'll love her anyways.

oh and happy birthday to everyone who had a birthday in the past month (in chronological order: ding (jan 16), chris wang (jan 31), grass (Feb 3), kat (feb 4), tracy (feb 7).

why were you all born in a large clump? my mind is a whirl thinking about it.

11

i know. eleven months. are you joking? nope. i have the ill-est boyfriend around. no, for real, doug is sick. all nice and drugged up on nyquil, just how i like him.

this is my update on life.

work

im still working at american eagle. for three reasons, 1) i like it there. 2) the gay boys. 3) 40% discount.

i am joining in on a law suit against abercrombie and fitch/hollister (holler!). i got a letter in the mail asking if i wanted a part of it. its has to do with discrimination within the work place (ding!) working times (ding ding!) and psychological effects of working in a discriminatory enviroment (ding ding ding!). so, hurrah! i might makes some money off of this. maybe...

escuela

three classes this quarter + class three times a week = one lazy vanessa. my classes, with week three reviews are as follows:

intro to television studies

the professor is a dick, but we watch pretty good television.

english 127a, american poetry before 1900

whitman, dickinson, longfellow, oh my! my professor is pretty rad.

intro to ethnic studies
its aiiight.

familia

all sorts of weird.

boyfriend

sick, but still dougie fresh

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also, i need to lose a grip of weight. only reason: i suck at ddr now. sad reason, ya?

whatever. im going to shower. this will be cross posted to livejournal.

so i had a dream last night that i went to london. or france. and it was with EVERYBODY

yes, the whole immac crew was there. all i remember of this rapidly fading dream is that we all went to a super market in london with all our luggage, we bought all this stuff, everyone was on the other ide of the check out stands except me. by the time i was done with checking out ( it took a while because i was trying to buy booze ) everyone was gone, and i had a piece of luggage missing. and it was a vital piece of luggage. it had my camera, clothes, whatever, and a apparently, in the police report that i filed in my dream, a gun. so i was calling everyone, trying to figure out where everyone was, but i couldnt get anywhere, but i had a wallet full of money.

eh. i dont know. i dont like interpreting my own dreams.

In the year 2005 I resolve to: Become a slut. Get your resolution here.

word?

anyways, hi kids (chris). because you read this and you make yourself known.

2005 has been depressing but fuck that. it cant get any worse, right? right?

i went to the funeral on monday. has anyone realized that an acronym for funeral is real fun? boy am i depressing.

so i've come to the realization that people who were born in 1990 can be 15 years old now. people born in 1989 can also be on the road, cutting me off.

this fact angers me.

my car is on vacation.

bleh.

anyways..

random

things i did in the past month:



i learned to like biting peoples' heads off



i launched my modeling career



i went blind with kat and israel



i went to tigerheat. so did leslie



i went to beverages and more



i went all margot kidder on you all



i got this fantastic sweater



i went red and emo at the same time



i caught a grasshopper at the pingols



and i got the ugliest picture taken of me. ever.

hi, i guess no one reads this anymore, except for one person who tells me he visits at least once daily.

i guess i dont have the heart to take this blog down. its not like i dont like it anymore, its just that... its so old. whatever. i am too.

im back in riverside. oh, you didnt know i was home? well, i was. los angeles was fabulous. i made money, i knitted, and i chilled with the bf, byf, and fns.

the past year was so... calm. no break ups, no major freak outs... it was just, 2004.

i have my first real class of the quarter in about an hour. my first fake class was yesterday for sociology 15; social problems. oh social problems. i want to learn!!!

i also found out that my friend liz was in a car accident on new years and passed away. shit. she was only 5 days older than me. she was liz, three years of swimming. she was co varsity captain and i was co jv captain during senior year. she did the butterfly ferociously. she always looked to the side when she took her breath during that stroke. she should psych herself out. she called blonde-haired blue-eyed ashleigh langs "white devil!"

im just confused.

2004. the end!

merry chrismukkah.

vanessa: winter break style

- workaholic
- sleeper
- bad relationshipper.

quarter overview

dear blog, i hate school.

whatever. fuck you. i want to go away.

hey, when am i allowed to go nuts and take time off from school? oh, now? ohh.

whatever. vanessa is unhappy. she wants to go away. its not like anyone reads this. thats ok, i dont read your shit either.

i have been a licensed driver for over two years now. wow. and i still havent killed anyone.

im procrastinating.

have i abandoned this blog? hmm. no!

but happy death day to this blog. i went on hiatus a year ago. woo.

rest in peace, my camera

september 2003 - december 2004.

i really love you. :(

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such a livejournal thing

eh

although i wished that this thanksgiving would be just as good as last years, i already anticipated for a shitty one, and boy, did it turn out shitty.

we didnt break out into huge fights, like other ones, but it was just... EH and just shitty. shitty shitty shitty. whatever, kat and i want to have thanksgiving far away from families. it doesnt even feel like family! jesus christ, someone in my family need to get knocked up so we have a infant presence because everyone is SO OLD and SO dramatic and SO FULL of themselves.

i suppose my blog skin applies again. take them. please. kbye.

dear iTunes,
what is wrong with you. suck my jung.
regards,
vanessa

dear blogger,
i have neglected you. fuck you.
love,
vanessa

dear myspace,
i hate your thrall on me.
meh,
vanessa

dear thefacebook.com
why dont you add cal state long beach? oh yeah, fuck you.
thanks,
vanessa

dear students of uc riverside,
those of you taking rlst 12, drop it so i can take it
kthanks,
vanessa

dear livejournal,
i neglect you too, but at least you're used to it.
haha,
vanessa

dear sociology midterm,
sorry for raping you, because i did.
muaha,
vanessa.

fuck

i hate myself i want to die i want a cigarette i will delete this post when this mood is over

whoo de whoooo

yeah, im brooding

yeah its red again.
woo.

my veterans day has consisted of me, my bed, and eating chicken.

bleh.

im such a fraidy cat.

scroll to hollywood. better yet, read here

"Hollywood - Immaculate Heart High School - Sometimes individual students see the shadow of the nun when the closet's open In the drama room. The sound of footsteps on the stage has been reported. One technician has claimed to feel a cold breeze sweep across his neck while on the cat walk. "

but remember! gigi said it was nice ghost. i cant say much for that nun in the science building. durned rosarys clinking. >_<

random pictures/halloween

oh blogger, i have a secret to tell you. i've been cheating on you. whatever. pictures from the last 3[?] weeks.


fcuk rain.
this was at pasadena.
why was i in pasadena?
i dont know...



random gathering.
rude gay boy, rauchy hot bisexual, thai mai, and me.
featuring: the alcoholic drink in mai's hand.



i dunno. random



30 10 04.
the day we found a comb that could tame doug's hair.



le sad day.
the elephants look all distressed.



aww. god as sponge bob.



last minute costume shopping at walmart.



joan of arc and god.
or pimpette and pimp.


the end.