Nes/JR/quasi-cousin is my friend. Rock ON!

The clock is staring at me. Its whispering 23.... 23.... 23.... Wow. In a couple of hours... I'm going to be older. *OH duh* Well offically "OLDER". I wouldn't have remembered until someone reminded me of it last week. HAHA. Maybe my brain is in denial. I'm not saying that I'm going to start lying about my age now... but I think I know how older women feel.

Ack. Did I just compare my self to "older women!?!" Eww... gross.

:) Actually, I'm ok with it. I've been pretty flighty lately anyways... I guess now I can blame it on my "not so" youth. :)

Im so mad right now... i can't breathe.

Actually, I lie. I'm more hurt than mad.

Hurt by stupid words, that probably weren't meant to harm... but when said, something triggered in my brain that just pulled open a scab that just doesn't seem to heal.

Dammit.

Argh. I forgot what I was going to write about.

OH yeah...

Ok. Since the AC in my car is busted, my Uncle Nanding offered to look at it so that I wouldn't suffer this summer. So, today, I went over there and he looked at it... and then took to it to his friend who owned a shop to see if HE can fix it... but due to lack of time, they weren't able to fix it. But they managed to narrow the problem down to either 1) the fan or 2) the knob that turns it on. I'm betting its the knob. Actually, I'm praying that its the knob because "knob" sounds much cheaper in fixing than "fan" don't you think?

Anyways, so while my uncle was tinkering with my car, I guess he accidently pulled a wire in my car that had to do with my radio... and well.. to make a long story short... Now my radio doesn't work. So let's recap: no AC... no radio... and since its extremely quiet in my car, I've learned that my breaks make this horrible EEEEEEEEEEEEEE noise whenever I stop or slow down (which is ok I guess since I got new break pads a while back... but damn they're loud).

Overall its too quiet. So what do I do? I do what any "normal" person would do....

I'm talking and singing to myself....

With the windows down.

Say it with me.

PSYCHO.

Actually, it isn't psycho. At least I don't think so. I just feel that way. I'm sure there are a lot of folks out there singing "ALL BY MYSELF" in their cars without their radios. Right? Its a good song...

Randomness...

Melissa needs a job...
Babae112: u think i should submit for this random posting i saw for hand/foot modeling job?
spaznik: um...
spaznik: where did you find that!??
Babae112: craiglist
spaznik: heyhey... if you got it.. flaunt it.
spaznik: hahah
spaznik: nice feet and hands.
Babae112: my feet are jacked up
Babae112: so is my right hand
Babae112: so essentially...i'm trying to market my left hand
Babae112: =)
spaznik: you wanna be a "Left-hand model?"

finding some REALLY NICE sheets... I'm talking 600 tread count... Ooooo baby.
Carlene: If I had these sheets... I'd make a seperate room to have sex in.

I miss the *sexiness* of rolo...
Zasher816: i've already hooked up with like 50 girls
spaznik: hahahahaha HOT DAMN.
spaznik: thats because you're sexy.
spaznik: *duh*
Zasher816: so true so true
Zasher816: it's like i say hi, and they're all "omg, it's rolo!"
spaznik: i'd imagine it's hard just to walk with all those falling bodies all over the place.

Zasher816: i'm that prince that everyone wishes for
spaznik: um..
spaznik: ok.
spaznik: hahahahah
spaznik: you're COCKY.

So, a few weeks ago, I went to get my hair trimmed at the mall. What I like about having it done at the mall is that I can just walk in without having an appointment and they'll be able to do a good job. So, my hairstylist for the trim was a girl named Carrie. We chit-chatted about life, school, and of course hair. So here we are, talking, when Carrie says "have you thought about highlights?"

"Yes... I've been wanting to get them for the summer!"

"Ooooh. Do you want me to put them in now because my schedule is clear for the rest of the day..."

Knowing that I didn't have enough money for the treatment right then and there, I said that I'd go back and have them done with her.

Flashfoward to Monday. I shall dub it as "Sister/Sister" day. Carlene had been wanting to get her roots fixed and since I wanted to get my highlights, she said that she would try to make an appointment over at the Underground in LB for this girl who would do a good job at a reasonable price. Unfortuntantly, the place was closed... and since this was our only free time... we decide to meet at the mall. By the time I get there, she's in the chair and I'm waiting for the next available stylist... today its Carmen. I'm feeling pretty comfortable with her, especially since her own hair is looking pretty nice. (*note: yeah you should get your hair done by folks who have nice hair themselves. thats just common sense.) I sit at her station, and we're talking about what I'm getting... when in the corner of my eye.. I see Carrie. Thankfully, I'm not wearing my glasses, but I can feel her eyes on me. I'm sure she has plenty of customers that come in and I'm just another face in the crowd. But then, I start getting nervous. As she walks back and forth in the salon, I start thinking "Does she recognize me? Oh my gosh, does she remember that I said that I would come back to her? AM I CHEATING ON HER!?! WHY AM I FEELING GUILTY!?!"

Because I'm crazy. Thats why.

I spent most of the treatment with my head in a magazine, praying that she wouldn't come up to me and knock my foiled head to the side while screaming "IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!! WHY WASN'T IT ME!! WHATS WRONG WITH ME!? DAMN YOU GLASSES GIRL!! YOU HAVE DRY HAIR!" I think this because if I were a stylist and this were to happen to me, I'd want to do the same thing.

Anyways, got my highlights... I'm happy. I just won't be visiting that mall to get my hair done anytime soon... either that. Or I just need to get over myself. ;) Yeah. That would be easier.

I'm happy. :) I was happy and giggly all day... more than usual.

"You're only this happy when theres a guy involved... or Harry Potter."
~Carrie

Although the newest Harry Potter book comes out in 18 days, thats not it... and there's no guy... No particular reason why... Maybe its the heat getting to me... or driving with the windows down on the freeway.... but it isn't all too bad. :)

Anyways, I had lunch at mega asain buffet with the Concepcion clan today to celebrate JR's 21st birthday, which technically is on Wednesday. Yes.. soon he'll be doing the same things but legally. Congrats. ;)

I do love the famiy get togethers... I was kinda dreading today's though because of some recent drama, but thanks to my dear cousins Angel and Jen, I really didn't have to worry about that. :) *muah* I love them.

Me: Uncle!! My airconditioning doesn't work!!
Uncle Nanding: You should get a piece of cardboard... and then fan yourself.
Me: But Uncle... how am I going to fan myself, talk on the cellphone, AND drive at the same time!!

on her "evil tendencies"
Angel: I'd totally hate to be someone I hate.

Oh my goodness.

Anyways, looks like the next big family get together is going to be Angel's graduation. I had to pinky swear to her to make sure that dad doesn't should up with giant metal bedpan spray-painted pink because apparently THATS embarassing. But she's ok with the entire clan wearing t-shirts with her face on them, all banging pots with wooden spoons, with giant signs that may say ANGEL SUCKS CRABS. Yeah, I guess that would be a bit over the edge.

Wow... Today (er yesterday) was Tina's birthday and graduation, AND then the Ducks win the Stanley Cup too. She must be in HEAVEN at the moment. ;) CONGRATS CHICA!!

Keri, Marissa, Mae, Jp... I just missed you guys!! :( Sorry I took forever to get to Tina's... I had to get that damn whipped cream out of my hair.

Thanks Mr. Billings for putting it there. ;) I also now can say that I know what it feels like to have whipped cream on one's chest. It wasn't exactly thrilling. Anyways, I know that the pieing could have been MUCH WORSE... so big thanks to Ryan for being nice. :) I did stink like holy hell when I stopped by Fashion Island on my way home though... and theres a faint scent of spoiled cream around me now as I type. Or maybe its just me. Eww.

Anyways, today was the end of the year LUAU at Corona Del Mar... Yay Kristin and Anthony for a great job on your our banquet. ;) We had a terriffic turn out... it wasn't too hot... and although there was a lot of whipped cream and water flying about, it turned out pretty damn great.

Oh. Except one thing....

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS ELEPHANT?


He answers to the name "Elvis?!"

Last seen around 5pm at Corona Del Mar, near the bonfire pits...

He was wearing a blue bandana around his forhead as well as

blue jeans with the whites of his undies showing at the waist.

If you have any information on the whereabouts of ELVIS!? DO TELL! Please give him back if you have him. His stitching is falling apart in the back and he's weak. :( He's a good elephant despite his "thug gansta" appearance.

We just want him back.