If you wouldn't want it plastered on the cover of Time, you probably shouldn't be doing it!!!

today was my birthday, i'm twenty, and it totally bit ass!  i went to the movies, a movie that i didn't actually want to see but everyone else did, it wasn't that the movie was bad it was just that i figured that my twentieth birthday would be a little bit better than this, know what i mean. i wouldn't say i was hoping for fireworks or anything i was just hoping for more.  instead of hanging out with friends, only one of which bothered to call me, i guess i'll just keep drinking these green things that were in the fridge, i'm getting a buzz, it's cool.  anyway, hope all of you have better birthdays in 2006 than i did, adios!

Happy Thanksgiving! Hope all of you had a good one!  I did, it had chaos and drama and all the above but it turned out pretty cool.  Today I am in Monrovia at Sean's house and tonight we are going to have a bonfire on the beach, it'll be cool.  Anyway, not looking forward to going back to school on Monday, ewww, but whatever.  Anyway, see you all later! Adios!

On Friday I am going to the Military Ball with Mark.  It should be pretty cool but I don't know.  I am slightly concerned about what we will do there since I don't really know him much, in fact I have just started calling him Mark, he was introduced to me as Sherman.  Anyway, just thought I'd say so.  Sorry I don't really write on this anymore, I have a myspace account that seems to have taken over in the blogging arena for me.  Anyway, adios!

This may sound really stupid and weird but I'll write it anyway.  Have you ever taken all your piercings out and looked at the holes left behind?  It's kind of weird, it's like having tattoos and looking at yourself naked in the mirror, you've altered something and it's always there (of course peircing close) and you just see it, always.  I am in a weird mood so I was just staring at myself in the mirror, just standing there, thinking "am I going crazy, is there something wrong with me?"  then I noticed that one of my earrings was gone and there is this little hole there.  Its been there since I was fourteen but for whatever reason I never really looked at it, I just get the piercings and forget about them.  I have a few now and I just took the rings out and started looking at them wondering why I got them and what masochistic pleasure I derived from it, i couldn't tell you what it was.  I just know that it looked strange to me but i liked the way i looked.  i took pleasure in the strange way it looked but it wasn't warped, it was different.  anyway, that's about it, it was a strange moment and I feel weird so excuse my wierd blog.  adios!