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.

are you joking?

ate.

or 8 for you numeral happy people.

yeah, i can't count. i thought we were at 9 already. whatever... haha.

what the fuck. an immac quiz?

i found this on myspace. how random, yes?

FIRST YEAR
1. Section
9-s-3, bitch! its where i met my hetero-lifemate, kat

2. Adviser
hines. not heinz

3. Subject Taught By Adviser
nothing

4. Best Memory
"making connections, a verbal collage" haha.

5. Worst Memory
the locker break in

6. Favorite Subject
english with hill and religion with pollia

7. Least Favorite Subject
geometry with zaphiriou

8. Class Accomplishments
being the most apathetic class everrr

>>Sophomore Year
1. Section
10-s-4? 3? 34534? with maben. MABEN

2. Adviser
?

3. Subject Taught By Adviser
?

4. Best Memory
fish project with zipusch

5. Worst Memory
fish project with zipusch! snaiiils. and formal dress days.

6. Favorite Subject
bio

7. Least Favorite Subject
american lit, world history, algebra II, religion II, spanish II.

8. Class Accomplishments
sit-in sophomores. the best welcome theme. ever.

>>Junior Year
1. Section
11-s-4? 2? 4? i dont know

2. Adviser
dunlap.

3. Subject Taught By Adviser
?

4. Best Memory
people: what are you from halloween vanessa
me: omar's hallucination

5. Worst Memory
prom season. fucking unnecessary stress.

6. Favorite Subject
experiencing god and brit lit

7. Least Favorite Subject
cmi and chem

8. Class Accomplishments
the most apathetic class. everr.

>> Senior Year
1. Section
12-s-2. library!

2. Adviser
micha's mom

3. Subject Taught By Adviser
college

4. Best Memory
oh! and the censorship of blogs. and our senior prank. davi running to the caf. formal

5. Worst Memory
two words. SENIOR SINGING.

6. Favorite Subject
ap english, chorus, mixed media, econ, gov, international relations

7. Least Favorite Subject
physiology, with a burning passion.

8. Class Accomplishments
turning the alma mater into a fight song aaaand just being a really good class

>>High School
1. Best Thing About It
the greenery

2. Worst Thing About It
the small parking lot

3. Canteen Price
ask daviere.

4. Memorable Line By A Teacher
"look at all these deficiencies! i can WALLPAPER my office!" - ms. dunlap.

5. Rule You Don't Like
no smoking on campus. dude, just kidding. i had to wear shoelaces on my saddle shoes. come on! people with loafers didnt have laces!

6. Weirdest Rule
formal dress wednesdays. why wednesday?

7. Comments?
we are the pandas, we eat bamboo. if dont watch out, we'll eat you too.

banned from bobs big boy

leslie is 20! wowsers! picture highlights...


leslie!



bank of america cards.
katie and doug look like kites.
why is leslie's silver?



katie through the years




renee and me! iPod!



tiffany's butt




the group and big boy.


there was mucho drama regarding tips. but all in all, leslie, this was by far the best birthday party everrr.

happy bethday leslie!

wow... 20 years old. TWO DECADES!! how awesome!!! pictures to be posted.

personal jynx moment

me: ::with the People magazine in hand:: OOH! is this the one where britney spears says, "i love little ones"

kat: yeah! and i have this one ::has the "britney wedding album" People magazine in her hands::

me: ooooh

kat: oooh! you have US (magazine) and i have people!

::kat and i look at each other::

::a few seconds pass::

me and kat in unison: US PEOPLE!

hahahhaha. yeah

hey my faithful readers!

i speak like i have faithful readers. well hello to my imaginary readers. muaha

well. since i just noticed that my birthday post was actually my 930th post (get it? 930, 9-30 is my birthday? ok...) im going to take that as a sign and blog.

blog blog blog blog

im restless. and my desk looks like a nest. i should clean. but it'll be nice and unclean in a few hours. eh...

so... let me tell you about my classes

intro to sociology

w00t. this class is pretty chill. i mostly sit with gail alon and ponder random things like... "why are immac girls so damned hot?" "why aren't we ditching" and "what should we eat?"

ethics and the meaning of life

word. i'm learning how to be ethical and what the meaning of life is. as of today, i still do not. this class mostly reminds me of my religious studies class last year. my professor really should cut his hair... but who am i to talk? i have fading red hair

speaking of fading red hair

its really fading now. i've been swimming twice a week and the chlorine is quite bad. dont be surpirsed if you see me and my hair has turned green.

anyways! back to class review...

biological anthropology

this class is hot. ok no...

creative writing and ancestry

to sum this class up, i write about my grandparents. i just wrote two poems about ME. i love this class, yo.

also, i've been a gym rat as of late. i also think i've been over doing it with my cardio. oh well. i also have a problem that before i come back from the gym, i have to stop at ralphs to buy fruit. what the hell? i know!

another thing before i leave you...

i got a job. and i'm not telling you where it is because you'll judge me. but if you actually know me, i'll have you know that its the job that i filled out and application for half-assed-ly. i did not think i was going to be hired. but i was. im still taking this with a grain of salt. if this all fails, i'll look for another job.

the only clues i'll give you:

1) im working in retail
2) i can't fit in their pants (major self esteem blow)
3) friggin' seagulls. why would you put rats with wings on a shirt?

ok if 3 didnt give it away already, then good! you'll never find me now!

the end!

19

so... i've been 19 for four days now. i think its time for a birthday blog.

thank you EVERYONE for your texts, phone calls, messages, im's, hugs, and the visits.

shall i list you all? eh... you know who you are. and i love each and everyone of you.

ok... so day, by day...

thursday

i went to a lamdba chi party. i basically turned 19 at a party. kinda sad. the alcohol was flowing so freely.

i also went to a jimmy eat world party/ velvet teen concert with my friend mai. it was hot.

when i got to my apartment, there was cake and a new fish. yay!

friday

class then long beach then target then home home

saturday

my buca di beppos party! thanks to everyone who came! i have a list somewhere, but in the mean time, enjoy this pic!


people!

1m 19, guys!

sadly i really didnt post this when it was my birthday. i changed the date

haha muah.

18

what bullshit. im not finished with this year. i had so much to do! like smoke pot, have sex with a total stranger, snort a line of cocaine...

ahh... coca fina.

just kidding. damn... 18. what a good number. such a rad year.

tah dah!

7

no, not erykah badu and andre 3000's kid. i mean seven months.

ok then

blogging. i think this blog is too old. its like madonna, always in need of a new face. i'll get inspiration somehow...

i'm getting a new bike tomorrow... at target... w00t... because the other one is broken.

im on my old dinosaur computer. and its late. and chris wang is demanding a blog. so in spirit of posting old pictures in my last blog, i present to you...

the pictures that never made it to my blog

its not as exciting as it sounds. but anyways. im bored and i used to and still take pictures of myself. damn... shitty resolution on a shitty webcam and i still look good. yeah... no.


my hair. senior prom. looks like a mess, doesnt it


my swimming trophy. haha. my glory days.


me. prebangs. circa september 2003

yeah... ok... anyways!

school has started. i'll tell you about my classes when i feel like it. meaning i'll tell you on wednesday.

also: im sick. wtf?

919

so its my 919th post. god would it be fucking great if my last post of the summer was my 909th post. anyways... summer. yummy. i'll miss the taste of summer.

so... summer! recap...


my hair turned red



i bought sexy shoes



kat went to jail for drug dealing



i made doug go to the beach




i got drunk




my car exploded



my hair turned redder



i went to magic mountain



katie turned 19



so did doug!



and now my hair is bright once again


well i gotta...


...bounce...


oh and i turn 19 next week. party at my apartment. for real.

san francisco: photo highlights


zette and me. with our colored vodka.



yay and i with rasputin.



pink unicycler at berkeley



bhangra on the BART



karu, the tare panda: alcoholic



zette and i... heh heh



yeah, doug. ::muah:: make sure i dont have to buy you this shirt



4 dollar chinese food


the end!

so...

my trip is coming to an end.

i'll be home soon
byeee

im up north! w00t!

im in riverside.
this weekend i'll be in "riverside"

fuck it, im going to san fransisco! bye!

fpac

fpac... for you acronym challenged people... festival of pilipino arts and culture.

damn yo. like charlyn said, "i went to feel empowered." haha. word.


our gourd is bigger than your gourd.


its a gourd. a magic gourd. haha. oh! it also in the basket that i WEAVED. yes. i WEAVED A BASKET. hey guys, underwater basketweaving at my house!

ikea

yeah. after fpac, brian, kat and i headed for ikea: carson!

and we saw these.


HUG!


haha.

meanwhile...


yes. thats all that is in my closet right now.


i went to fpac today and i will tomorrow

also... in hair news.


it looks red in fake light and magenta-er in real light.
ooo yeah.
chiggity cha.

fuck you all

im going to buy ashlee simpson's single.

call me to convince me otherwise.

916

apparently, thats how many posts i have written. how ridiculously interesting.

well, its 3:40am. its blog time for vanessa. this will be simple mindless babble. ah, the good old days. knowing my luck, this blog entry will be a long, rambling, beautiful piece of art... and the moment i press [publish post], blogger will decide to screw me over and no publish this and my writing will be forever gone.

sad day. i wonder how much better my blog would be with those lost entries.

in anycase, my summer is seriously winding down. seriously. ignore all my other posts saying, "blah blah... my summer is melting away". my summer is leaving. everyone is in school. except all you uc kids. aww... group hug! except you. yeah, you get out of this sandwich.

in retrospect, dc wasnt that bad, but thats only because i was dreading it so much.

i moved a bunch of my stuff into my apartment at riverside. its alright i guess. better than being homeless like my friend rj. that would suck. and by my stuff i mean my sheets, my comp speaker, shampoo, and one skirt.

no joke. there is ONE SKIRT hanging in my closet at riverside. its pretty funny but its a sexy skirt. i got it in dc. it was originally $124 but i got its for $21. its definitely a clubbing skirt.

speaking of clubbing, i went clubbing thats thursday at a gay club with jal, yalie, her sister and her sister's friend. oh the beautiful boys! and they were all half naked and beautiful. and well groomed. and kissing each other... ok... well 3 out of 4 isnt that bad.

oh and it has recently been brought to my attention that there are many risqué pictures of me on the internet. ask renee for the address. and while your at it, go look for my soft core porn page. just kidding.

oh, and i'm watching the "lets get it retarded started" video. i've never seen so much gratuitous ab flexing from anyone. damn.

eh... ok. so now i dont have anything to write about anymore. ehhhh.

oh! random poll... should i dye my bangs again? like... purple?! reply in my chatterbox.

ok ... its 4:13 now. and im not sleepy. i blame tylenol pm.

hot

its hot and gross.

i'll be in riverside for half of tomorrow.

eh

see chris? i told you i'd update.

happy septemba!

so. september. yesah.

OH! and i got an iPod. because im me.

and so did ding! but she bought it herself so more props to herr.

ok... so i guess i'll blog a bit... in list form

- dc
- presidents houses
- gettysburg
- mishing dougie fresh
- JERSEY
- staten island
- the city! (yay)
- back to dc
- missing everyone at home
- danielle's apartment (v.nice... except her loft looks like samara's barn in the ring)
- jersey... AGAIN
- dc
- missing nightly walks
- jp's room and his dripping shower.
- drunk people @ georgetown
- making fun of jp's iPod.... ( *nsync?!?)
- getting drunk with pinsans!
- the many trips to target
- 6 months!
- going home.

anyways! im moving some of my stuff to riverside tomorrow. and i'm probably going to sleep over. if you visit tomorrow, i'll make you a malibu captain morgan breeze! :)

I'M HOME

that is all for now.

6
months

and im so not sick of you at all. :)

the olympics

so danielle and i have agreed that this guy is the coolest olympian out there. he's a high jumper and everytime he clears a pole, he has such emotion and happiness. its soo fucking awesome. like, when he's finished with his jump, he'll play his pole like a guitar or ride it like a horse.

anyways. im STILL in the garden state. i keep forgetting to take a picture of

"welcome to new jersey! governor james e. mcGreevey welcomes you"

he's the gay governor! how cool would that be if i had that pic.

anyways, i'll be home tuesday afternoon. i'll be moving some whatnot to riverside on wednesday.

after that, i will have 22 days of vacation left

then 29 days left of being 18.

EH! i wanna go home!

boyfriend

k1ng 0f n0where (12:03:29 AM): today i hallucinated you

well, isnt THAT sweet :)

my week

monday, i went to staten island. joke of the day:

why did they name staten island, "staten island"?

because, when the immigrants saw it, they said, "es staten island?!!"

ok.. that was lame.

tuesday, i went to new york. that was the highlight of the week because of...


h&m!


fuck yeah. its my favorite store. think: ikea for clothes.

wednesday to now = blah blah blah

east coast... again


me pissed off that im on the east coast


remember kids, i DONT EVEN WANT TO BE HERE. :(


we've been here too long!



gettysburg! yeah... ok



new jersey. ATLANTIC CITY!


yeah so im in jersey still. my family went to atlantic city to go gamble. and im here on dial up blogging. yes.

the end!

the garden state

no, no. not the movie. the state. thats where i am presently. >_<

its hot. and rainy-ish. and in pennsylvania, everyone has a confederate flag.

waaait, werent they a northern state? yes. tell that to the girl with the confederate flag as a shirt.

mmmkthanks.

oh yeah, and blogger? whats with that toolbar thing. not cute...

fuuuuuuuck

i am SO not looking forward to the trip so instead, i look to the past!

yeah ok, im too lazy to blog. i still have to pack. we're leaving in about two hours for the airport.

soooo. leave messages on my chatterbox. make me feel all sorts of loved, yes? yes...

sumemmer

oHkay. mexico/katie. mexikate.


STOP... or tall



amaretto sours. yaay!


and a day later... katie turned 19! yay!


KTS! 19!



me and ashley WANT eden.



kt and me!



everyone!


yeah, ok. so in updates to the boypren, he has a job. lets to to long beach to bug him, yah?

im working for dlugolecki again! w00t. fun times.

im adding comments to this blog because, lets face it... to add them is pretty brainless

whatever lameoids. i have more than a month left of summer left.

im going to dc in ONE WEEK. FUCK. FUCK FUCK FUCK... yes, you heard me

DC = ONE WEEK

thats some fucking heinous shit there.