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Tuesday, September 30, 2003 ( 11:12 PM ) Brandy The Newlyweds Suck a bactrian Camel's asshole I forgot to blog about last weekend. Which is odd since I have blogged like a hundred times since Friday. Anyway, me and Billy drove out to Glendora for my old roomate Leanna's birthday party, yay! First I drove to Billy's house to pick him up, and upon his opening the door I wanted to immediately have sex with him. Actually I just wanted to have sex with his pants. They are sooo hot. And props to me for picking them out at the Diesel store for him. So we drove out to G-Do and the party was pretty cool. There was this huge blow up Homer Simpson thing in the front yard (Is that what it was? I can't remember). The party was set up in the back on a deck type of thing and there was a full open bar complete with one of her friends playing bartender. It was pretty sweet. I wish I would've known more people! Billy being the social butterfly he is made his way around the party and talked to almost everyone, I think. I wish I had his social skills. I'm a fucking hermit compared to him. Anyway, we couldn't stay at the party for too long because Billy had to be up and out of the house by 9am, so I had a kamikazi and an... Alabama Slammer? And billy had one of those two and then we hit the road. When we got back to his house I demanded he take some pictures of me since I'm such a whore for the camera. So he did that for a while then we set the timer on his Jesus Christ camera (seriously, this thing's amazing) and took some of both of us, which was cute since we hardly have any pictures together. Me and Billy have so much fun toghether, hehe. Last night in my class at Warner Bros. it was cool. I can never remember our guest speakers names', but this guy was Wayne... something... He does research for new shoes and does focus groups and stuff. So we got to the place where they have these focus groups and have a mock focus group on the show Friends. Half of us went in the room to talk about the show, and half of us went in a little room on the backside of a two way mirror. I chose that group. I hate talking! That brings me to another thing I was thinking about. I never talk in class. EVER. I am terrified to raise my hand and say something. Even ask a question! What the hell. You could probably count the number of times I have raised my hand to add something in class in the past 4 years in one hand. How sad. Anyway. Yeah. Focus group. It was cool. Ok sorry I'm really engrossed in The Wade Robson Project right now. The girl freestyling right now is the fucking shit. And that's really saying something, because I don't really like this show or the dancers on it. (Sorry, Wade!). Peace out G's 1 comments ( 2:36 AM ) Brandy :(
Someone needs a little therapy. 0 comments Monday, September 29, 2003 ( 11:03 PM ) Brandy Yay! Money! I have a job interview on Wednesday. Yee-ha. I think. I would be working on Fridays from 9:30 to either 3:30 or 5pm... And that's it! It's just some office job doing the usual clerical crap, which I don't mind at all. Don't have to deal with people? Great! Pays well? (9 an hour) even better! Wish me luck. If I get this job, I'll have a little spending money. Which would be great. I'm sure all of my friends are getting damn tired of paying for my drinks. I'm wearing these jeans, that are the best jeans in the world. The only problem being that they keep tearing. And I keep sewing them. And they keep tearing in other spots. I WILL NOT GIVE UP! We had a test in Ratings Analysis tonight. I love tests with questions like "What rational was there for keeping Third Watch on Monday nights, and Ed on Wednesday nights?" I have a show this coming Saturday and Sunday at USC. Anyone interested? We added a new dance to our show piece and I got picked for it. 1 of 5 girls. Weeeee. Go me. My legs are ridiculously sore. This breakdancing stuff is not as simple as it looks. Well. I suppose it doesn't look simple, either. All of us in Culture Shock are kind of going through a "Breakdancing Bootcamp" where it's just drills of the basics. Evidently all of the basics involve the quad muscles. I'm going to kill my roomate. I came back last night after being gone since Thursday night, and she had borrowed my pants (which were on the veeeery bottom of a drawer under a bunch of clothes), borrowed a shirt of mine which was in a laundry basket next to my bed (I hadn't even put it in a drawer yet), borrowed my shoes (they're ones you dont wear socks with - GROSS), and ate all my cereal. WHAT THE FUCK. Evidently she doesn't know how poor I am, because buying cereal is a huge deal for me. It's so expensive! Please. Aaron. Wes. Move here. Now. You won't borrow my clothes, right? (Aaron you can borrow my skirts now and then, it's ok.) Someone came online I want to talk to. The end. 0 comments ( 12:59 AM ) Brandy Magnet Poem Under Sidewalks Across Experience There's something to appreciate. You blend each special feeling With the aroma of your thought Delicious. My roomate works at Starfucks and she just brought home all these little magnets, and I wrote a poem! hehe. 0 comments Sunday, September 28, 2003 ( 12:08 PM ) Brandy And I thought my being 47% goth was weird This dude left a comment on my last post that said: "You look lovely (not a word I like to use but sums up how you look well)!" Well I linked back to his blog, and I started reading from the bottom as there were only a few posts. He is a 32 year old...web developer? Internet something? I can't quite remember. But his most recent post definitely caught my eye: "Saturday, September 27, 2003 I changed my template from bluebird to tekka, a more manly sounding and looking template if you ask me. Just been playing around with this blog thing and came across http://brandyland.blogspot.com now that’s the kind of girl I like, although a little scary publishing her thought in that way, oh hold on ..." Did he mean to say "thoughts" rather than "thought"? I'm confused. Anyway, I got a mention in someone's blog I don't know. I don't know if that's cool or....not... cool... Right. 0 comments Saturday, September 27, 2003 ( 1:32 PM ) Brandy I am 47% Goth  Goth ny night, normal by day. Deep in my heart I know I am evil, but not on the company's time. I do need to eat. Take the Goth Test at fuali.com Muahahahaha....... 0 comments ( 2:39 AM ) Brandy :-) Being happy is fun. The movie Cold Creek Manor should be banished from the Earth. And the solar system. And the universe. I'm not even going to critique it, because upon doing so I would have an anurism (sp?). And die on my keyboard. And my mom would be mad if I got blood on the keyboard. Plus she'd have to push my body out of the way to clean it up. So I won't critique the movie. But yeah. Happy! 0 comments Thursday, September 25, 2003 ( 4:05 PM ) Brandy I'm gonna fuck shit up. Medieval style! I am convinced that I am making a roadtrip to Minnesota happen sometime this semester. I figured it all out. My car gets about 30 miles to the gallon. Moorhead is 1,903 miles away. That's 3806 miles there and back. Divided by 30 that's 126 gallons... If it's about 2 dollars a gallon, that's 253 dollars. And divided by 2 that's back to 126, obviously. Soooo does ANYONE want to drive to Minnesota with me for the great price of 126 dollars?! I would wanna leave on Tuesday, get there Thursday, stay thu night, fri night, and sat night, and leave on Sunday. WEEEEEEEEEEE. Like I said to Aaron... Fuck Geography! Fuck Minnesota being so far away! I'll kick its ass! Fuck you Geography! I'ma be ALL up on the Freeway's shit. JUST YOU WAIT! 0 comments ( 1:55 PM ) Brandy I am 14% Punk Rock  It's not a fashion craze, or even a cool thing to do. I should just swallow it, get Lost, and take my friends with me. Take the Punk Rock Test at fuali.com I don't remember saying it was a "cool thing to do." Excuse me oh mighty punk rock God. What the fuck. What a stupid test. Yet the questions are funny. 0 comments ( 1:50 PM ) Brandy I am 47% Emo  Hmm.. I should stop listening to Dashboard Confessional.... enough said... Now that I stopped looking at my shoes, I know how the real world looks. Take the Emo Test at fuali.com Right........... 0 comments Wednesday, September 24, 2003 ( 12:30 AM ) Brandy My Hair Still Sucks Hair update. I put purple over the stupid red so my streaks would be all purple, but now it's all sort of fuscia, and it just looks horrible. I've been wearing my hair hair up every day for like a week now. I think I'm going back to all black soon. Fuckin' A. I think it's really sad that I need to set my alarm to wake up for my 12:30 and 2pm classes. What has my life come to? It's also sad that last Thursday, I must've set my alarm wrong (It's still a mystery to me as to why it didn't go off), because it didn't go off and I woke up at 1pm, and my class had started at 12:30. Pathetic. My roomate wears my clothes every day. It's annoying. She doesn't wash them after she wears them. She just puts them back in my drawer. Yeah, she doesn't like take stuff that's on the hangers in my closet, she opens my drawers and takes stuff and wears it. Who the fuck. We have the understanding that we can wear each others stuff, but a) I don't think i've ever borrowed anything of hers, and b) she's just taking a little bit of advantage of it. Please. Aaron, Wes, Cory, whoever else I might potentially be living with someday... Do not borrow my shoes. I beg of you. Ok this is just a complaining blog. I'm too tall. I want to be a breakdancer and it's just not happening. At practice on Sunday I felt like the ogre b-girl. Everyone else in the breakdancing company is like 5'3''. I'm 5'6'' and I have long legs and my floorwork looks stupid because of it. Bah! Oh well I'm not giving up just yet. My class last night at Warner Bros. was really cool. We have a guest speaker every week and this week we had Lisa...something... She is the VP of Programming at NBC. So she decides what shows go where and when. Very interesting stuff! I like that class. And yes. I agree with Wes's comment on my last blog. SB for halloween, everyone!!! I'm REALLY excited that it's on a Friday. Cory, expect guests that weekend 'cause me and Wes are sure as hell comin'. I really. REALLY. Hate my hair. ....I have nothing to say. 0 comments Sunday, September 21, 2003 ( 1:50 PM ) Brandy FierceTapper [1:43 PM]: I think I wanna be a slutty catholic school girl for halloween EtniesBoy13 [1:45 PM]: yes! EtniesBoy13 [1:46 PM]: im gonna be peter pan EtniesBoy13 [1:46 PM]: but a sexual one FierceTapper [1:46 PM]: hahahaha FierceTapper [1:46 PM]: what do you mean EtniesBoy13 [1:47 PM]: im gonna be a pimp peter pan FierceTapper [1:47 PM]: lol FierceTapper [1:47 PM]: did you just make that up right now EtniesBoy13 [1:47 PM]: and im trying to convince my friends to be slutty fairies EtniesBoy13 [1:47 PM]: um i've been planning this since my birth FierceTapper [1:48 PM]: I'm putting that on my blog 0 comments ( 1:25 AM ) Brandy I Drive A Dodge Stratus! My hair sucks. I bleached streaks of it, dyed the top of the streaks red, and the bottom purple. Well. That might have been cool if the red didn't come out like FLOURESCENT and the purple is all subtle and pretty against my black hair. Fuck. I'm waiting for the red to fade for a few days then putting purple all over it. Meh. Today I had to get up earlier than I have gotten up in... well, probably months. That's right, folks. You've heard it first from me - 9am does exist. That might not have been so bad if I hadn't gone to sleep at 4:30am like I do every night. Bah. Culture Shock had a show down in San Diego today, it was pretty fun. It was at a grand opening of the first Culture Shock Dance Studio. Right after we performed I left because I was so damn tired. I almost died like 5 times on the way home because I was seriously passing out. I got home around 6pm and I went straight to sleep until 10. And now here I am to stay up until 4:30am again. I am really jealous lately of all you guys that live in SD and SB. I never had a real "college" experience because CSUN sucks. As a school it's great, but it's all people that live in Northridge and in the valley that just wanted to go to a University but live at home. Party hopping on DP? Trips to Tijuana? Not for this girl. More like Friday nights home alone in Redlands because it's better than sitting in your stupid apartment with your roomate whom you don't really like hanging out with. I really... really... REALLY hope Wes and Aaron come to CSUN next semester. Maybe finally I'll get that college experience of being drunk 5 days out of the week and partying non-stop ;-) (Which would be really smart now that I'm a senior with a schedule full of 400 level classes, heh) And then if Cory moves down next year. My God. 4 Reds under 1 roof. FADE IN: INT - HOUSE -NIGHT CORY, 21, college grad, moved to LA to pursue a film career. Caring. Too nice for his own good. WES, 21, athletic, good with the ladies. College student. AARON, 21, college student. Wants to break into music business. BRANDY, 21, college student. Dancer. One of the guys. All four characters sit at various places in a living room. A hand-me-down couch, a TV which sits on the floor, and a card table all inhabit the room. CORY sits at the table, his drink of choice, rum and coke, resides on the table. WES plays a game on the computer. BRANDY and AARON sit on the couch, each holding a beer. CORY Wes, why aren't you drinking? Quit playing Star Crap. WES I don't feel like drinking tonight. BRANDY Yeah, Wes, c'mon, I've already had 3 beers and I'm fucked up. AARON BELCHES LOUDLY. BRANDY Nice. WES Melissa's supposed to call me, I don't want her meeting Wasted Wes again just yet. AARON But you got some ass last time you were Wasted Wes! CORY Brandy don't drink too much, you know we have to be at Warner Brothers at 9am for our internship. BRANDY Alright, alright. I guess fucking up the first internship I've ever had wouldn't be too smart. But first, let's toast one to the Reds. AARON Yeah, Wes, get your ass over here. BRANDY, AARON, CORY, AND WES GATHER AROUND THE CARD TABLE. WES OPENS A BEER. ALL FOUR HOLD UP THEIR DRINKS. ALL To the Reds! Wes takes a sip and sets down the can. Cory drinks about half of his glass. Brandy finishes her beer and gasps for breath. Aaron chugs the beer like a pro and SLAMS it on the table when finished. AARON Adios, motherfucker! FADE OUT. I spent like 532.5 years actually spacing that so it looked like it was in scirpt format, but blogger is a bastard and just rejustified it all to the left. Well anyway. Back to doing nothing with my life. weeeeee! 0 comments Thursday, September 18, 2003 ( 1:39 AM ) Brandy So Co: Distilled In Hell. - Wes I have been putting off writing this blog, because, while I feel obligated to type about my weekend in Laughlin... 85% of the people who read this were there! I'll give the abridged version!!! Friday afternoon - we left Neal's. The bus ride up there was crazy. Crazy like a shithouse rat. There was a huge cooler filled with beer so by the time I got up there I was pretty fucked up. That night we all gambled, I lost 20 bucks to the slut machines, and walked around to the other casinos. Wes and Cory went to sleep early. Bah! Saturday - Gambled, went to the river, gambled s'more, and went to a club, weeee! I had so much fun. Wes and Cory's moms are sooo cool. We finally went to sleep at like 5am I think. Sunday we got up and left! Good trip. Good times. I think everyone had fun! For anyone who hasn't seen the pictures yet, here's a link. Use my username/password. it's Fiercetapper/Dance10. http://www.imagestation.com/album/?id=4289118395 Um. Yeah that's it. 0 comments Thursday, September 11, 2003 ( 12:07 AM ) Brandy Rosebud Am I a disgrace to the film student name for thinking Citizen Kane is boring as shit? Fuck Me. I mean wow. Great angles, cuts, lighting... superb, love it. Way ahead of its time. But the story. Jesus H. Let's pump it up a bit kids, c'mon!!! Oooh he lost his childhood. He never really knew his parents. Fuck. Anyway. Walla Walla trip part II: So Saturday we got up to get our picture taken together. That was fun, I guess. Then we went to watch my Cousin Ryan's baseball game... But it was so bloody fucking hot outside we didn't stay very long. I guess right after we left he got hit square in the back with the ball - yikes. Anyway... we went to dinner, and went to the drag races. My uncle owns part of the company that puts on the races... or something like that... I don't know. "Somethin' crap about me not listenin' to her or somethin' I dunno I wasn't really payin' attention." So we stayed there and watched the races for a couple hours, but I made my mom take me back to my Grandparents' house because my back hurt so bad from standing for that long. (I needed to have someone crack my back... Lipskey style!!!) So after the races me and Dana went to pick up Ryan and Amanda and we went to the street dance. Me and Dana both agree that this was the funniest thing we'd ever seen in our life. Part of the street was sort of roped off, and they had a stage put up and there was a band, and so you pay your five bucks or whatever it was, and you go in, and you dance. But it was this awful country music. I mean I'm sure for country music it was great, but I'm not much of a fan of that type of music, and dancing to it is just impossible without looking like an idiot. But that didn't stop the Walla Walla folk! So that was a fun night. We went and dropped Amanda off at home and then Ryan came to have a sleepover with us at our Grandparents' house. We just watched SNL and went to sleep. Sunday morning we got up and went to the church to get things ready for my Grandparents' party. Me and Dana were in charge of making these meat tray things. My sister's all creative so they looked bad ass. As bad ass as a tray of meat and cheese can look, anyway. The party was pretty fun. I met a great Uncle who I didn't know existed, as well as a 2nd cousin, and a 3rd cousin who I didn't know existed. After the pah-tae my whole family went to eat at some pizza place comparable to Shakey's. I had never eaten so shittily (I made up that word I think) in my life. I had pizza, mojo potatoes, garlic bread, and cinnamon rolls. Fuck. Saturday night me, Dana, and Ryan just hung out in the basement of my Grandparents' house (basically another house, it has a huge living room, laundry room, mini kitchen, 2 bedrooms, and a bathroom). We watched Not Another Teen Movie because Ryan had never seen it before. That movie will NEVER EVER get old!!! After that Dana hit the hay and me and Ryan watched Southpark and some other shit, oh and I dyed his hair red too. Eventually Ryan went to sleep and I stayed up until about 4:30am. I had planned to stay up all night so I could just sleep on the plane (I HATE FLYING!!!!!!!!!!!!!) but I was sooooo tired I just gave up at 4:30. I got up at 7:30 and took Ryan to school at about 8am. Then we got everything together and went to the airport. The Walla Walla airport is SO small, it's hilarious. One terminal, one little desk. The flights only go and come from Seattle. We ate breakfast at the restaurant there and I had the best breakfast burrito of my life - surprisingly. We took off at 11:20. Our flight attendant was HOT. His name was Marty. Rawr. We got into Ontario at 6pm, having a 3 hour layover in Seattle in which I slept the entire time along some chairs while my sister watched a movie on my laptop. I ended up not going to my 7pm class, because I would've been late as hell... And I was looking for an excuse to not go anyway. I told my mom to call me and wake me up at 9:30 on Tuesday morning so I could leave for school and get to POLITICAL SCIENCE, MY FAVORITE CLASS (Remember, I'm in love with my professor), but she forgot. So I ended up just making it to my stupid 2pm class. Tuesday night was tap class. YAY FOR TAPPING. I'm soooo happy to be back in tap class. And even happier that I'm still a fierce tapper and I don't suck ass for having taken a year off. Today I woke up with the slightest hint of uncomfort in my throat. Fast forward to tonight, and I feel a little feverish, and I feel my throat starting to swell. It's not painful, I can just feel it swelling... And I know the pain is next. FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Don't worry, guys. I don't care if I have a hernia. I am fucking going to Laughlin!!!!!! OH yeah, Walla Walla pics at Http://sweetchildofchrist.qmoo.com Thanks to Billy for that fabulous site name... ya jackass. 0 comments Friday, September 05, 2003 ( 10:51 PM ) Brandy Walla Walla, Washington. The place so nice they named it twice! I have been awake for 36 hours. WEEEEEEE. Thursday night I got home from rehearsal at midnight. I did my usual sitting around online... and I finished up packing... By that time it was 4am. We had to leave for the airport at 7am... I figured I might as well not even go to sleep, so I didn't. And now it's 10:26pm and I still have not slept. Today was an incredibly long day and I'm completely amazed I'm not passed out right now. First we flew from Ontario to Portland. We got into Portland only to have a damn 3 and a half hour layover. That SUCKED. We walked around the airport about 50 times before picking a place to eat, then we just went to our terminal and I plugged in my laptop and watched a movie while my sister drew... for like 2 hours. UGH. We flew from Portland up to Seattle. Because that made perfect sense. We then flew from Seattle to Walla Walla.... Finally making it there 9 hours after leaving Ontario. My mom, my Aunt, my Aunt's Fianse, and my cousin came to get me and Dana at the airport. I hadn't seen my cousin Ryan since he was 5 years old.... And now he's 14. My God. Last time I saw him I remember holding him on my lap. Now he's taller than I am. He has bleach blonde hair and after seeing my red streaks he decided he wanted his hair red too. He asked his mom and she said ok so tomorrow I get to play beauty parlor with Ryan's head. Anyway... So we all went out to eat at some chinese place (yes, chinese in walla walla.. what the fuck) that was supposedly "really great." - it was the worst chinese I've ever had in my life. These people don't know what chinese food is, evidently. After that we drove to my Grandparents house. It's still bad ass. A little later me and Dana drove Ryan home to his house so we could see his new dog and our other cousin Amanda (Ryan's little sister). I had only seen Amanda once before in her entire life, and I can't even remember when it was. But she's like.. I dunno, 10 or something now... And she's really talkitive and cute and she's getting into dance classes so we had something to talk about. She also wants me to put red streaks in her hair. I love being the "cool cousin." Oh I forgot, before all of that we drove to Sears to visit my other cousin Kimmy. She works there. She's the one who just randomly ran off and got married last month to a dude she met on the internet. I haven't met him yet but I'm curious. I saw a picture and he looks like an older version of harry potter to the damn T. (He's british or irish or some shit). Well anyway that was all the excitement for today... Tomorrow we're getting up early so all of us grandkids (Me, Dana, Ryan, Amanda, Kimberly, and Breann [Kimmy's little sister]) can go get our picture taken together. Woo-ha. Then we are going to the highschool to watch Ryan's baseball game. Then I dunno what the hell we're doing but tomorrow night we're either going to the races (car races or some crap, I dunno.. my uncle has a lambourghini and he races it), going cosmic bowling, or going to karaeoke. WALLA WALLA RULES! Oh. And I never meant for that conversation a few posts ago to actually end up being on my blog. I posted it (but didn't hit PUBLISH, so I don't know how it ended up on my page) thinking that i'd save it for posting purposes at a later date.... But I guess there's no use in taking it off now. The only reason I wasn't going to post it is because I am still not entirely sure it was him... part of me is in denial and believes that it was just a friend of his fucking around. Well even if that's the case, someone was an asshole to me so let the world be witness to the occasion! 0 comments ( 4:15 AM ) Brandy People will never cease to dissapoint me I don't care if it was him or not. A joke, or something serious. It was UNCALLED FOR. Callous. Unfeeling. Heartless. Cold. Bitter. Unbelieveable. Un-fucking-believeable. 0 comments ( 4:13 AM ) Brandy Tell me how random this is So I log onto blogger.com.... And instead of it saying "Brandyland" it says "Eu e Voce" I think... What the fuck? So I click it. Somehow I got signed into this dude's blog! Check out Rafael's latest post, everybody! Rafaelemarcos.blogspot.com 0 comments ( 2:04 AM ) Brandy I don't even know what to say about this. (The conversation started way before this - for the record) FierceTapper [1:06 AM]: are you trying to give me the cold shoulder so I'll think you're an asshole and I'll stop liking you? I just have to ask because guys are notorious for doing that kinda crap grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: hmm grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: i wouldn't say that grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: maybe now i'm just being honest grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: maybe now i'm not just "looking for a bit of action" grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: maybe now I'm not saying anything to ge tyou into the sack grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: maybe this is the real me grtwhtshrk03 [1:07 AM]: maybe you've thought I was such a nice guy all along grtwhtshrk03 [1:08 AM]: maybe that WASN'T the real me FierceTapper [1:08 AM]: you were using me? FierceTapper [1:08 AM]: when you knew I liked you? grtwhtshrk03 [1:09 AM]: i guess so FierceTapper [1:09 AM]: what is wrong with you? grtwhtshrk03 [1:09 AM]: everything FierceTapper [1:09 AM]: is this even brad I'm talking to? FierceTapper [1:09 AM]: i dont understand. FierceTapper [1:09 AM]: how could you do that to me? grtwhtshrk03 [1:09 AM]: why did you ever like me anyhow? grtwhtshrk03 [1:09 AM]: I'm 18. grtwhtshrk03 [1:09 AM]: You're 21. grtwhtshrk03 [1:10 AM]: Date someone who's 21 FierceTapper [1:10 AM]: How could you do that to me FierceTapper [1:11 AM]: I cant even see my computer screen. I feel sick. FierceTapper [1:11 AM]: Who are you? I don't even know you. Do you know how much you have hurt me, Brad? grtwhtshrk03 [1:11 AM]: i'm sorry FierceTapper [1:11 AM]: No, you're fucking not. FierceTapper [1:11 AM]: That's such bullshit. grtwhtshrk03 [1:11 AM]: no i am FierceTapper [1:11 AM]: FUCK THAT. FierceTapper [1:12 AM]: How deceitful. How horrible. You are a horrible person, Brad. FierceTapper [1:13 AM]: Part of me thinks that this is a joke and I'm talking to one of your friends or something... I just don't get it... grtwhtshrk03 [1:13 AM]: not the first time i've heard that grtwhtshrk03 [1:14 AM]: look, i have work tomorrow, so i'm gonna go to bed. sorry things worked out like this and i;m sorry i'm such an asshole FierceTapper [1:14 AM]: Yeah, you are. grtwhtshrk03 [1:14 AM]: if you never want to talk to me again i totally understand grtwhtshrk03 [1:14 AM]: ok g'nite FierceTapper [1:14 AM]: fuck off. grtwhtshrk03 signed off at 1:14 AM 0 comments Thursday, September 04, 2003 ( 3:55 PM ) Brandy Did I do something HTML-ish on my own?! Guess I'll find out when I publish and see if my new comments section works. The server for the old comment thing died or was down or moved... Anyway, I was getting impatient so I decided to swithc. So I've been paying attention to the debates lately, news online... anything to do with the recall election. And I have to wonder why the fuck Ah-nold is in this election... Because I have hardly heard shit about his campaign. Yesterday on channel 5 they on the debate he wasn't even there!!! Can't debate? Has to read out of a script? Yeah. Probably. Why is he even claiming to be Republican? I don't understand this fact at all. Has anyone else heard the allegations lately about his pot smoking/group sex days of the 70's? Is it just me are nearly all of his views liberal? Is it just me or is California a fucking circus and will he be elected anyway? I think so. The debate yesterday was a joke, anyway. Like any of those people are going to make it into the final running. I actually feel semi-bad for Peter Cahejo (sp?) the Green Party candidate. He was so passionate and precise in his answers, but they were all such crap! Legalize this! Approve that! Tax this! Man. I really enjoyed his little speech on gay rights, though. That is one thing I will never see conservative views on. EVER! I think everyone knows this election is going to come down to Arnold and Cruz. The only things I know about Arnold is that he's pro choice and for gay rights (liberal!), and California is such a joke right now that he will probably be elected based on the fact that he was the damn Terminator. Cruz. Now, I watched the debate yesterday and I really need to find a transcript of it because I can't remember everything he said. One thing he said I liked... He wants to get rid of this new car tax, and make up the loss of that income of tax money by increasing the tax on alcohol on tobacco. I don't think that's such a bad idea. Huffington had the same idea, as did the Green Party guy. The other two republicans... Ueberroth and McClintock, I believe wanted to take it out of somewhere else and I'm sorry to say I cannot remember. I believe it had something to do with medical care, though... Definitely not positive. Anyway... I also believe that Cruz was for gay rights, and was pro choice. I'm pro-life (am I the only fucking female pro-lifer in the world? Because it sure seems like it) but definitely for gay rights! Go Gay people! Woooo hooooo! Well. Anyway. I would be interested to hear your thoughts on the recall. Yes. You. Comment. I'm flying up to Walla Walla, Washington tomorrow morning. Yay? I don't know. My grandparents just better have the damn golf carts still - that's all I gotta say. I started writing a scene last night, based on 5 of my friends (basically if you're reading this you're probably included). I let a couple of you read it and I'm happy that you weren't offended. I basically took everyone's personalities and exagerrated them. It'd be fun to film, assuming I ever finish anything I fucking start to write. I'm horrible at doing that. My new goal is to buy a video camera. Christmas! Weeee! Ok. Time to pack! 0 comments Monday, September 01, 2003 ( 2:20 PM ) Brandy This Time Around. This weekend actually ended up being rather benal despite my rave review of plans in my last blog. Friday night I did go to the master class at Millennium, Theresa Espinoza taught and I REALLY REALLY REALLY FUCKING REALLY love her style. LOVE. She listens to all of the little beats in the music that most choreographers wouldn't even think of choreographing to. Oh, and I almost got my ass kicked by an 11 year old. HAH. Well. She wanted to anyway. Stupid bitch. The stupid white girl that was in a couple of the Bow Wow videos takes class at Millennium and EDGE like, daily. I don't think she even goes to school. Well she's 11. She dresses like she's 17, she teases her hair out, she wears black eye liner, hoochie little outfits... And she thinks she's just the best thing to happen to dance since sliced bread. (Yes I realized that made no sense - it's a quote from Friends). So me and Amy are sitting out in front of the dance studio waiting to go in, and she walks by us. We look at each other and just start busting up because she looks so utterly ridiculous. (This girl isn't even cute, she has a very awkward face) She obviously notices we are laughing at her and goes over to her little friends and they continue to mad dog us until class starts when they see me dance. I also complimented her friend that was giving me dirty looks on her shoes, she stopped being such a whore after that. Kids are so funny/retarded. After we came home from class Amy made me go with her to a frat party. I had been planning to go, but upon seeing the crowd around the party I quickly changed my mind. We ended up going, and I think I was molested 4652.6 times. When a girl is dancing why do guys feel it to be an invitation to come stick their crotch in your ass! I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT, AND I DON'T LIKE IT. I don't like dancing with guys, because that's stupid. All you do is shake your ass and they practically get off. I like dancing by MYSELF or with my girl friends. So every time a guy came up to me I just moved away... and when I got asked to dance I said "no." heh heh. I ended up making Amy leave like an hour later, I have having such an un-great time. On the way home we got whistled and honked at twice from passing cars, to which I replied various insults/threats i.e. killing them and their family and their unborn children. Then a group of 4 black guys passed us and as we're passing each other he like grabs my waist and tries to turn me around and says (I swear) "Hey whas cracka lackin'... ya wanna holla?" ... What in the FUCK does that mean? I HATE AMERICA. I HATE YOU ALL. GET SOME FUCKING EDUCATION AND STOP SPEAKING LIKE YOU JUST CRAWLED OUT OF THE SEWER. So anyway. Saturday I got up and came home to Redlands. My mom made me go with her to Empire Tattoo to get some butterfly thing on her ankle. So I saw Atom. Meh. He makes me sad. I wish I hadn't seen him. Anyway after that I sat around s'more and then went to Wes's house to sort of watch Animal House though I wasn't really paying attention. That night ended up being pretty good but I can't go into detail on el blogo, so I won't! Sunday I woke up at 12:15, went to the mall to spend some of the loan money I received from the bank (I'm so smart, aren't I?) and then I went to anaheim with my sister and our friend Brynne to see Hanson at the House of Blues. They were just amazing, it was a really really great show. And anyone who says "hanson sucks" is an idiot. Because chances are the only song they've heard is "MmmBop." Their songs are all original (none of this cover bullshit) and written and performed by them. And they're not even with a label. I mean, their sister was out there last night selling the merchandise. It was cute. Hanson is a great band, and even if I didn't care for their particular style of music I would still be able to admit that. And that brings us to today. Today I get to do at least 8 loads of laundry (You wouldn't believe the amount of clothes I brought home... it's taking up my entire car and trunk), read my political science text book (so I can be ready for Tom's class tomorrow : ::swoons:: :), and drive back to Northridge. Fuck. I don't want to go back there. At least it's only for two nights! I'm outta there Thursday night and off to Walla Walla, Washington Friday morning. YAY! GOLF CARTS! CHICKEN HATCHERY! COUSINS I HAVENT SEEN IN 9 YEARS! MY 18 YEAR OLD MARRIED COUSIN! WOO HOO! Passions is on. 0 comments |
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