Okok, so after ODing on Diablo 3 for quite a few nights, I've decided to take a break and catch up on watching drama and doing other stuff instead. Anyway, I've picked up sewing as a hobby. This probably started around the time when I began hanging out with my ex again. We were walking around the city with a few hours to kill so we went to Elizabeth Center to look at stuff. Then I found one of those DIY (do it yourself) packages, where they give you material and shapes of things cut out already and you just have to sew it together, so I picked out a funny looking frog and sewed that for him. The outcome? Well, let's just say my sewing skills -- if I even have any -- were rusty, okay? It has improved much since then. It's pretty nice because lately I find that I can no longer just sit around and watch dramas. I feel like I have this need to multitask. This is a great way to do so, I guess, but sewing definitely takes a lot more time than you'd think it would. Here are some of the stuff I made: 

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New song that I heard from Caffy's Tumblr (one of many) and got stuck in my head, so I decided to put it on my xanga and share with you nigs.

WAHHALKSDJFALSKJF IT'S OUT!!! I've been playing for hours (sleeping at 3AM) since I found out that my brother pre-ordered it. I am a huge fan of Diablo and fell in love with it since I've had a taste of Diablo 2. The graphics are fucking amazinggg! Usually I don't like playing games by myself, but I don't mind playing on my own for this one. Probably because Blizzard Entertainment is genius. The story line and the characters in the game are awesome. My favorite characters in the game so far (I'm only on Act 2, a level 24 demon hunter) are Scoundrel and Covetous Shen hands down. They're fucking hilarious! The followers and their constant chattering (very amusing comments, btw) make me feel like I'm not playing by myself. It's also great because a lot of people I know play this game, so now I have a variety of people to play with -- in theory, anyway, cause it's probably not going to happen if there's a huge level gap. I'm probably going to be doing this for the rest of the month when I don't have to work and hang out with friends. 

When I went shopping with Caffy, Caffy's parents, my mom and Peter @ King's Plaza to help Caffy find a prom dress:

And this is when we went to the Bronx Zoo. Peter sure loves ass!

Today marks the end of my spring semester for this year. Pretty relieving and I can't wait to start getting more sleep -- although most of the time it's all talk, cause that's what teenagers do: say they can't wait to get some sleep, but once they're home and on their computer, they become wide awake. Sadly, that's the case for me, haha. Anyway, all we had to do today was go to class and perform the skit. I memorized the lines completely last minute, so during the performance, I pretty much was anything BUT fluent. There goes my points lol. They left me to decide how to end the skit, so I decided to pick Scott. It was so funny when I declared Scott the winner cause Phil and Michael were acting all disappointed and angry that I didn't pick them. Scott jumped up out of his chair and ran towards me and gave me a hug. It was mad cute haha.

This semester was probably the best one I've had since I began college, so I really wanted to do something for my Krn professor to show that I like her class, y'know? I bought a thank you card and asked everyone in the class to sign it. Brought colorful markers and stickers too :>  I almost didn't ask them to sign it cause I thought it'd look really dumb and childish. It's kinda like when you have an idea in your head and it all seems cool until you realize how lame you'd look when you're actually doing it? But they were just like "o okay, ya sure. That was nice of you" haha. I wrote something to the professor in Krn well, cause it's a Krn class. Supposed to show that you've learned stuff right? Scott signed it second and decided to write in English -- I guess that thought didn't occur to him. When Michael got the card, he whipped out his phone to go on Google translate to write a message in Krn too and when Scott realized he should've written in Krn, he said we were dicks for making him look bad LOL. Sean signed it in English too because he didn't want to make Scott look bad too hahaha. Phil hurt his ankle from a basketball game the day before, so he came in last. He signed it in Krn too, I think? I also brought my camera with me and wanted to take pictures too, but it felt kinda weird to ask and there's nobody around to hold the camera for us anyway, so I didn't. Kind of regretting it lol

Anyway, because Phil is graduating this month, I also gave him a card at the end of class. He usually takes the elevator up to the first floor, and I usually take the stairs, so I left almost immediately after giving it to him. I figured it's too early to go anywhere or do anything else, so I'd just take the train back home and either sleep or watch the new episode of Game of Thrones (which is SO GOOD, btw). I managed to walk up to the garden right next to the train station when I heard someone calling my name. I looked up and saw Phil on his bike stopping in front of me. Lmfao I was thinking "wow, this shit never happens in real life. Only in dramas do guys do things like this" so I didn't really know what to do or say, cause it was totally unexpected and a bit weird cause I wasn't sure if he took it the wrong way and thought I liked him or something. He gave me a big hug and said thanks for the card and said I should really meet his dog Joey some time. He was supposed to bring him into class today, but he couldn't cause of his ankle, so he suggested that we go to the dog park sometime this week so I can play with Joey. Can't wait to play with that qtpi (just so that this is clear, I'm talking about the dog, not the person -.- LOL).

So yesterday we (Jason, Peter, Caffy and I) finally went on the long awaited Bronx Zoo trip. I woke up at 8AM as planned, showered and was ready to go, but because of some mix-up, we ended up driving 2 cars instead of 1. Cathy and I were in the back of Pete's car and Jason drove on his own because he is a lone wolf. We got to the zoo just as it opened up and we all had the BEST TIME EVER. I was looking forward to going to the monkey house, but it was closed for some reason. /cry BUT it's okay cause there were still many monkeys in the other exhibits too. I got to see the world's smallest monkeys -- apparently they're called Pygmy Marmoset -- so I am satisfied. MAD CUTE♥ >-<  I hereby declare this qtpi monkey my favorite animal from now on, yayaya. Caffy was pretty happy too when she got to feed sheep/lamb/goats. Goats have some WEIRD ASS looking eyes (rectangular pupils, wuttt!) up close, and they didn't really like to be petted. I realized that they only put up with it because we have food in our hands.. :[  Peter fag dared me to pull on its beard LOL wut a jerk yo. Jason was happy he got to see the lions (and sit on the monorail, that fatass), and I guess Peter was happy he was lucky enough to watch that female donkey spread her legs and take a leak in his face. Caffy took MAD pictures, prob like over 200? I mostly took short videos of different animals, probably will compile a video with them later. We spent the whole day at the zoo, from open to closing time (10AM - 5PM). 

Just as we got on the highway, we were on an exit lane (Peter leading and Jason following again) going pretty slowly, probably below 30MPH, according to Jason. The fucking Indian driver in front of Peter completely stops out of NOWHERE and Pete barely braked in time, slightly bumping into his car (caused virtually NO damage to his car). Jason, who was behind us also braked hard, but the fucking black bitch who was driving behind Jason didn't brake at all. She slammed right into Jason's car, immediately rendering her piece of junk of a car even more useless than it already was, and fucking up both Jason and Peter's car because the force of her crash caused Jason to slam into Peter's car too. Basically, she fucked both of their cars up and all three cars had to be towed away. She stepped out of her car with her husband(? or it could've just been her baby daddy, who knows) and 2 relatively young daughters (6 or 7 years old, at most). I don't understand 2 things. 1. Why the fuck was she driving so recklessly when she had 2 fucking children sitting in the back of her car??? And 2. Why they fuck did that Indian guy completely stop in the middle of the fucking highway?! (I didn't see any traffic when I looked up) When the ambulance came, that stupid bitch had the audacity to get on a fucking stretcher (fixing her clothes as she was being strapped in so she could look pretty?! WTF), asking to be taken to the hospital to check herself out when, clearly, all that was wrong with her is her busted lip (caused by the airbags, no doubt). She was probably trying to escape the whole situation and avoid being bitched at by Jason and Peter by playing the victim. Bitch, even if you died, I wouldn't feel sorry for you cause it's your own damn fault for not braking. Where the fuck you lookin' at when you're driving, dumbass? I had my seat belt on, so I was fine. Caffy didn't have her seat belt on, but she's fine too (LUCKILY /smh). Nobody got hurt, but Jason and Pete's cars were fucked up pretty badly. The Indian guy's car had no damage done to it, so I don't even know why that dumb fuck stuck around.

Whatever, it wasn't our fault -- we were just the unlucky victims stuck in this whole mess, so stop blaming yourself Peter, you sensitive faggot. Accidents happen, so just smile and say "I'm gay" with pride! (Jk...sorta...) All in all, it was a great day until the end, but I guess this is a good example for that cliche saying "what goes up must come down"? How depressing.

I went to the aquarium last Friday with Jason and Pete. Finally uploaded the video of our adventure. Enjoy!

Oh, and if you want to turn off the song that's playing in the background of my xanga, just open my xanga in another tab and it should stop playing on the first window and start on the second tab. Then just close the second tab you just opened up and the first one will be silent so you can watch the video on here. OR you could just click and watch the video straight from YouTube. Whatever floats your boat.

This is going to be a rant about my dad. Ever since I was a kid and growing up, people are always telling me that my dad loves me the most and really dotes on me. They tell me that I should treat him better and all that shit. On a good day, I think about all the things that he's done for me: teach me how to play basketball, teach me how to ride a bike, work hard to earn money to raise us (yes, these are the only 3 big things I can really think of-- sad, isn't it?). And then I think about how I usually treat him (disrespectfully) and I feel kinda bad. Why do I do that to my dad?

Then there are days when I realize why I can't be nice and shit to this guy. He's the fucking epitome of an insensitive piece of shit. My fucking hamster's been sick for the last few days and even my brother, who I thought was an asshole feels sad over it. My dad on the other hand can't fucking wait for Stuart to die. Well, I hope you're fucking happy, dad cause he's dead now. He woke me up this morning just to fucking tell me that Stuart's dead and I'd better throw him out along with the cage too because "it has germs". He doesn't know jack shit about hamsters and he starts judging them just because they look like mice. Talk about fucking ignorance. If there's anything this nigga is good at, it's gotta be saying the wrong thing at the wrong time and pissing people off because he never fails to say things that really piss me off to no end.

When I have shit in my room, he touches and throws away stuff he deems "useless". What the fuck asshole, it's my stuff in my room. Who the fuck are you to decide what is or isn't useful to me? I don't fucking go into your room and tell you what to throw out. When my stuff breaks or when I lose something, not only does he not have the decency to keep his mouth shut, but he also has to rub it in and piss me off more by laughing about it. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, FUCKING DOUCHEBAG?! WHAT KIND OF PARENT DOES THIS KINDA SHIT!? IF YOU KEPT YOUR MOUTH SHUT, NOBODY WOULD THINK YOU WERE MUTE, SO WHY CAN'T YOU JUST HAVE SOME TACT AND STFU FOR A FEW DAYS? I'M NOT EVEN ASKING YOU TO COMFORT ME. ALL THAT I FUCKING ASK IS YOU STFU AND KEEP YOUR NOSE OUT OF MY GODDAMN BUSINESS. IS THAT SO HARD TO DO? I tell him that and all he can do is get tight and say that I can't say that kinda disrespectful shit to him cause he's my dad. Well, dad maybe if you'd behave in a way that deserves respect, I'll respect you, fucker.

/endrant.

R.I.P Stuart.

Ahh. So sad/worried. My baby Stuart (Chinese dwarf hamster that I've had for ~4 months now) is sick, but I'm not sure what's wrong with him. I thought he was too hot at first, so I tried to cool him down, but then I realized that's not the problem. I was going to bring him to the vet @ PetSmart (where I got him from), but when I called them up, those scamming niggas said to see a hamster costs fuckin' $79.95. WTF man, Stuart himself only costs like $15 or so. Mad rip off or. Ugh, but I don't want him to die either, so I googled up hamster illnesses and I'm debating between which one of these two to diagnose him with: cold/influenza or aspergillus fungus. I'm such a bad pet owner :[ I'm not even sure what his symptoms are because I don't even spend that much time playing with him T___T The only symptoms that I'm sure of are lethargy and lack of appetite. All he seems to do is curl up and sleep in his food bowl on top of his food, heart beating so hard that his entire body pulses. And even if I do narrow it down to one of those two illnesses, in worst case scenario, I'd have to bring him to the vet anyway. I'm gonna be so sad if he dies. FFS I should've changed his bedding more often /cry I know he's just a hamster and I can always buy another one, but like I've said before, I get attached to things and I hate the idea of replacing something with a new one cause it's not going to be the same. And it doesn't even make sense to me as to why I'm feeling so upset about this, since I don't play with him much anyway. I just thought that if Stuart ever dies, it'll be cause of old age and not cause of me neglecting him like the previous hamster. /sigh I guess I'll just have to wait it out and hope he survives. DON'T LEAVE ME STUART!!!

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God, I'm having such a fucking shitty day. It started out great and I was in a good mood, thinking about how school's almost over and how well I'm doing this semester. But since when do good things last for me? oya, that's right. Never. Come home and realized that Stuart's not just suffering from the heat, but is actually sick. Then I have to deal with my mom being a fucking bitch playing favorites. She never fucking admits it, but it's so fucking OBVIOUS she favors Danny over me. I'm not even saying that I wasn't wrong, but when Danny does something wrong, she's all "don't be unhappy, mommy will handle this". And if I do something wrong? "WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU LISTEN TO ME BEFORE? LOOK WHAT YOU DID." I'm so fucking sick of this shit. I wish I didn't fucking listen to her. I wish I went to another school and dormed instead. Why the fuck did I stay in the city, living in this hellhole? I so fucking regret it right now.

Had to write some for Creative Writing class and I thought I'd share.

Dreams
Every Halloween, for 3 years in a row
I’ve had the same dream and here’s how it goes:
There’s vampire who’s morbidly fat
And wearing a nice suit, but no hat
He chased me down a never-ending hall
That went on and on with clean white walls
At the end was Danny and my room
If I don’t reach it soon, I’ll be doomed
Running in, I jumped onto my bunk bed
Then I threw the covers over my head
I held my breath as he waddled in
Goose bumps were forming on my skin
I held my breath and silently cried
But then he sat on me and I died.

Now and then I also dream about peeing
I have needs, y’know. I’m a human being
Either the toilet’s gross or something’s missing
Or some asshole’s watching as I’m pissing
Occasionally there’s no toilet seat or door
If I can’t sit, what if I pee on the floor?
Sometimes the toilet’s overflowing
From people not flushing; it’s mind-blowing
One time I thought that I got lucky
The bathroom was nice, not at all yucky
But then I looked up, and what do I see?
A ginormous fat girl smiling down at me
I run fast, but she’s faster, who would’ve guessed?
I wake as she grabs me, heart thumping in my chest

Of course, I shouldn’t forget to mention
The kind of dreams that might cause hypertension
Your typical dream about being chased
By the scariest thing you’ve ever faced
They’re zombies who want to feed
Fresh human flesh is what they need
I grab a gun from the ground for defense
But there’s no bullets and my fear grows immense
At times it’s a psycho killer instead
When I’m anxious, I move around in bed
He wants to kill me for some reason
What, is there some sort of killing season?
What sucks is I can’t lie down and play dead
What if to make sure, he cuts off my head?

I have had many different dreams by now
Some so bizarre, I can’t help but think ‘wow’
Sometimes I’ll want to share them with my friends
If they’re not too weird, it really depends
For some reason, I can always recall
Things in great detail, even if they’re small
I really remember ones that leave an impression
If not, then my brain will gain repossession
Of the space used to remember them
Maybe it’s cause I wasn’t in REM
I’m afraid I’ll one day forget my cool dreams
Cause one day my memories will fade, it seems
So I’ve begun to keep a dream diary
I’m sorry it’s private, it’s not for you to see

My Bad
I admit
that it was
a bit much
of me
to bitchslap you
and rip off
your weave,
but you touched
my shit, you see
and that's
my pet peeve.

I've been known to have dreams quite often and can actually remember a lot of detail from the dreams. I share them with my friends because they're so weird and random (the dreams, but I guess my friends too?). Then one day, I decided why not keep a dream diary, since I can remember so much from my dreams anyway? When I get old and look back on it, it'll definitely be an interesting read. I woke up from a dream this morning (prolly like, an hour ago) and recorded my dream from last night (or is it this morning, since I slept at 1AM?). When I finished, I skimmed through the previous dreams that I've recorded and I must say, I forgot about a lot of them already, so I'm glad I'm writing them down now. I decided to share with you a part of what I think the most strange and bizarre dream I have recorded in my dream diary so far. Enjoy! LOL.

o. And I also bought a clock for my room yesterday at Pylones. Awesome store.