Panic at the Disco broke up today. I am really pissed, torn between wanting to sob my eyes out and punching a hole in a wall. WHAT DO I DO WITH MY LIFE NOW? SERIOUSLY. THEY WERE SO OKAY AND THEY WENT TO SOUTH AFRICA TOGETHER AND AND AND AND AND NOW THEY JUST WON'T BE TOURING TOGETHER ANYMORE WTF WTF WTF WTFFFFF.















sorry for only giving you my sad breaking news of the fact that my favorite band just split in two after so long without an update, but there's not much to report on.

I can read, speak and write both English and Spanish. but I'm working on that with French - especially with the speaking. the fact that I can't roll my R's in Spanish to save my life ruin my French words.

Half the time I secretly crave it, but my theological part of my brain condones it and labels that Pride. So the other half of my time is spent hiding from it. Being in the spotlight makes me cringe - literally and figuratively speaking.

It's just scaring me that everybody is making a big deal about it - dude, I've been sick for the past week. stop freakin' me out. I'm such a hypochondriac, though, I always think I'm catching the latest disease. it's usually nothing.

and, also, think of how wrong of an approach people took to protecting themselves in 1918 during the Spanish influenza. they covered everything EXCEPT THEIR NOSE, WHICH WAS THE SOURCE.

/rant

does it make sense to be very much a night owl yet be so afraid of the dark? because I'm not really sleepy. at all.
(OMGAH I THINK JASPER HALE FINALLY BIT ME.)

Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk. I have to give you a warning, though: if you can't handle sexual references and open talk about sex and gore and blood, then don't let the though of buying it cross your mind. Aside from that, I pick zees wahn because the stream of concience-ness (sp?) thing with this book is unbelievable! He writes the way I think and it just oozes awesome from every page. :3

I'm sick. like, really really sick. I HATE THE RHINO VIRUS. ('cause, y'know, it's supposedly the cause of The Flu) I don't like having a big bad rhino stomp on my nose and punch my tonsils with its menacing horn. eww.
as much as I'd thought I could avoid it, my attempts failed. people in my classes don't wear jackets/sweaters when it's cold outside (yes, didn't you know that proper cold weather attire is a t-shirt and shorts?) and don't know how to sneeze or cough. so I'm sick now.
my throat feels like sandpaper and I felt extremely worn out today, so I couldn't be too excited or else my tonsils would feel like they're on fire.

the things that overcomes all crap about being sick today was that he did that thing where he pretends like my bookbag's been open and he closes it - "You're all zipped up". he ttlly loves me <3


someone I know recommended drinking tea, but the ones that we have in the pantry taste like paper :l
any suggestions??

alright, Binh. I'm ready for my totally overdue links and pictures now. BRING IT ON.

A stranger in my family who is my friend.

O dearest livejournal,
how I have longed for thee so.
Dare not look the other way
for I have not forgotten thee.
The chores of my studies have
torn us apart.

                        if I could write poems at any given hour, they'd look like that. and they'd be etched into trees. :P so! I have been on an unofficial break from this journal which - according to lj - was 3 weeks long. sorry. I've been...busy. today was enough to write a book as is.
so. I hope to inform you with the adventures of my awesome days at school more frequently. hopefully.

he told me something the other day.
(okay, well, txted...)


"just be yurself. Thts the reason i like you in the first place :)"
it reminds me that if you try to change to squeeze into the mold of others, you looks your chocolate chips of awesomeness. g'night! :D

srsly, I don't think you should go to Ryan Ross'/Panic at the Disco's blog to tell Ryan all about how you've "lost all respect" for him just because he apparently cheated on his girlfriend. DUDE, REMEMBER THAT ONE SONG HE WROTE ABOUT BEING CHEATED ON?? obviously this is even more pointless than when Panic released their latest album and half the fandom was declaring that they were no longer fans just because their sound changed.
uh-huh. The Beatles were still JUST as poppy when 3 years passed? right. (well I don't know if that's true so only throw soft things if I'm wrong!)

my opinion is that people should just stop screwing up Ryan's (come on, it's practically his) blog with random spam comments that continue to appear in mass block form after about 5 seconds of scrolling down the page.

/rant
sincerely, me <3

OT: he made me say 'I love you' again. AGHHH?!!?!
the important thing is that he actually called this time. and it was almost 7 minutes :d

now I know that I officially fail.

I've been looking at pictures of Hayley Williams lately to think up of an idea, since, you know, I'm going to get a haircut in about an hour! me = extremely excited. indeed. this means that now I won't have hair in my left eye at random times, I'll be able to see again, and my hair'll be able to get longer faster. (btw if you haven't noticed, Hayley Williams is my slight girl crush/hero. she's amazing, I love her. and her hair + style is amazing, even when she looks like Charmander.) so. I feel really confident that I got an A on my last Geometry test. I studied pretty hard (okay, minus one section. who thought there'd by 3 questions on that? WTF). assuming that I got an A, the parade from Nine in the Afternoon will be occuring when I jump up and down in class, pretending like no one's watching in my mind. to myself.
yes, this includes Brendon's little skippy thing. that'll happen a lot. :D

I married Omar. that is all.

I smell like a dude. it's gross...I haven't had a shower yet. ick.
but! today, despite my all day marathon of America's Next Top Model watching, I discovered a site called lookbook.nu, which - honestly - sucks you in. you spend hours staring at these really cool people with Nikons and Canons and clothes that look like they just came from a Parisian runway. ugh. it's just beautiful.
by the way, mother and I will be getting haircuts next weekend, and I'm still on the hunt for my low-top black Converses so...if anyone spots them, tell me so.

it's 1:55 and I'm still not asleep yet. I didn't do my homework today but at least picked up the clothes that had still been lying in my suitcase for upwards of a week. um...still no update on my story. I partially air-dried my hair today and now I have "model frizz". I'm kind of sad knowing that when I wake up, my waves & curls won't look the same. but there is good news: I had bistec de palomilla today! if you've never even heard of that, then you're missing out on a vital part of life. OMG IT IS SOOO GOOOD -dies-  it's pretty much the kind of awesome hispanic food that I hardly ever turn down, even though it has the potential to endanger my health and make me nauseous, lol. mami and I went to Plato's Closet today and they accepted only 3% of what I went in with - a total of $5.05, but I got 2 tops and some FLARED PANTS! (cue the parade) for some odd reason almost all flared pants not bought in Colombia make me feel extremely short and pudgy. but these don't. these make me feel awesome!

btw, the layout changed again. Binh said the other one was better- true - because, tbh, I wasn't liking it much after a day or so with it. so now my first layout is up. I like it. I missed it.
I have a goal for this month: use less I's in my entries. they make me feel conceited when I type ;____; also, aside from the Quote of the Day thing that I want to do, I'm thinking of giving you snippets of Ryan's blog and making it advice. because he says awesome things on a daily basis.

"A day without laughter is a day wasted."
                                                    - Charlie Chaplin

Ryan Ross Said: 

Thats it for now, try something though. When you look in the mirror, smile.

-RR

I called my dad and told him what was up. I told him everything I have tried stuffing down deeper into my chest until I started going on for 16 minutes on the phone, summing up about a year or two of crap he's given me.  and it felt awesome. I didn't even heave when we hung up. now I feel like I can take on the world, because, hopefully, he won't give me excuses and more crap again.

on a happier note: he's been talking to me all week. it's not really awkward anymore, which is good. I have a plan for monday but who knows if he lurks here? my week has gone really well, which is somewhat odd. I'm used to having a small event create The Snowball Effect, but not this week. BRING ON THE NEW YEAR!
someone tell me of something totally amazing that happened in their week. I'd like to share my happiness with everyone

EDIT: I am completely in love with my new layout. before, I was srsly afraid to use it but I was thinking that this new year needed a new lyt.