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| Man, I just don't sit in front of the computer like I used to anymore.
I was going to put up a PostSecret, but it was sadder than I thought, so I decided not to.
My cats woke me up to tell me I needed to pee. That was pretty interesting. Meowing and clawing and walking all over my bladder...to tell me that I needed to pee. Me. Not them. Me. I'm glad they're looking out for me, but it sucked because my mattress is getting really bad for my back and when I climbed back into bed, I couldn't sleep because my back just killed. I had to sleep in the guest room/Kuya Bryan and Nancy's room just to be able to fall asleep painlessly.
But my cats woke me up because I needed to pee. How weird is that?
O. MAI. GAS, you guys. I'm so eggcited for prom! I'm used to getting dresses/outfits the days before or the days of prom so I'm not used to all this anticipation and anxiety. Heehee, can't wait. Just need to get this week over with with Calculus AP test and all...but after that it's prom! Then all this presentation ish for Engrish...then ah! Stress free. Hopefully. Not really. Physics and stuff. Whatever. I can't wait. :D
(I haven't been on the computer for so long that I'm not used to typing anymore...)
As the days go by, I'm feeling senioritis just weighing me down. Each day, I think to myself, "Senioritis just hit me today, for real." Then I realize it's just getting worse and worse. Today, for example, I was growing impatient with my teacher. She had said almost nothing to me directly, but I was ready to just storm out and kick a trash can over or something. My goodness. Graduation needs to speed up, man.
And the flu can NOT hit our school. First of all, I was already scared that it hit Ruskin, so if it hits us, I'm going to be peeing myself. Secondly, I don't want to go to school another week during the summer...I'll cry and pee myself some more. Ughhh.
I don't know what else I can rant about. I really don't want to read anymore of Tears of the Cheetah and I don't want to make puppets for our Beowulf presentation. Holy crap. I'm tired of school.
BOYFRIEND, you amaze me. :)
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| Hey, Boo. I don't know when you'll see this, but I just wanted to let you know that I love you so much. Thank you for wasting your money on me, wasting your gas for our dates, and thank you for putting up with all the random shit that I throw at you and everyone (like the Filipino monkey that I am). Thank you, thank you, and thank you.
I brought it up because I began to listen to Gabe Bondoc's cover of I'm Yours by Senor Mraz (courtesy of Nankee's note on my wall) and it made me feel really good inside. Like, it gave me this internal warmth that came with a memory and message. I thought of sitting with you at the Jason Mraz concert and how unbelievably happy I was that I was seeing him with you. I always want to feel that warmth and happiness. Always.
We always jokingly complain about how this hadn't started earlier when there were chances for it, but we both know that there are no regrets. It happened, WE happened, just perfectly, to the dot, like following a schedule to the minute.
You're amazing. Forever, I'll repeat it: you are just amazing. I love you.
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| Well, Jason Mraz was, yet again, Mr. A-Zing. Gigglesnort, how clever can I get?
We left the house at around 1:20, which was really, really freaking late, by the way. We got there right at 3 when Mom and Dad dropped me and Billy off. Right when we got into the amphitheater, the first opening band came out and started playing. The seats were crazy filled so we needed to find a seat on the hill, which still showed green.
The parents took like, half an hour to find parking and get to us. Mom gave us stuff to sit on, like bags and her uniforms that she wanted to give up. I think the uniforms made it worse to try and stay on the hill. Good thing I had Billy holding me up.
So we listened to the first band, whose name I didn't really get to know, and we sat through Lisa Hannigan, who had a really soft voice but nice music. By the time her act ended, it was 5, and getting dark because of daylight savings (which is why it was at 3, Ate Nancy!). Good thing we got seats where we did because the hill filled up fast.My parents were being cute and taking pictures so Billy and I decide to camera whore too, which didn't turn out that great since both of us were complaining about how we looked. We took one last picture which is now my wallpaper on my phone. We're really cute. Really.
Being my parents, they were getting impatient, and jokingly, Dad said, "If he doesn't come out in five minutes, we're leaving!" Thankfully, he said that just about five minutes before the show started.
I love that Jason Mraz is fond of hats, fond of syllables, fond of pornography, fond of NO on Prop 8, and fond of Obama. There were more, but I didn't quite catch them all and really don't remember them.
So he played and he sung and he danced and he was beautiful and he was perfect. I argued with Mom that he wasn't wearing shoes and just socks, but Billy and I saw his toes curl up. They were definitely socks since last time he was barefoot. Gigglesnort. Finally, Mom realized they were socks because she thought the dark bottoms were soles but turned out to be dirt from the stage.
It was really fun, even if I got slightly disappointed when I thought he was going to play Bella Luna and played Life is Wonderful instead. It's still a beautiful song. During every song, I couldn't help but smile. That cutie will never cease to swoon me, like Billy. Don't worry, guys, Billy has a crush on Jason too.
I'm really, really glad that my parents and Billy enjoyed it, even though they tried so hard to survive on that hill, and even though there was marijuana-smoking around us, and even though Jason sung "Mary Jane." He did a really good job singing it, though, no joke.
Sadly and unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to buy a shirt. Kind of broke my record, but it's okay. I've got a couple of guys working on it (aka Billy and Dad...losers).
Forever. Mine.
Jason Mraz, I love you and always will. You too, Toca Rivera. | | |
| Hum. Jason Mraz is absolutely beautiful and I love him. I LOVE HIM. I wouldn't marry him, but I freaking love him. You don't know what "in love with Jason Mraz means" until you see him live. So sexy, so gorgeous, so flawless! His imperfections are too deeply hidden by the glory of his voice and his talent and his hilarity and his entertainment! I don't think I swooned over him that much before. I could've fainted. "Could've" is the key contraction. I'm not like those girls who drank heartily and had to be carried back to the bar by their boyfriends for help. It kind of sucked. Mm. I am so totally satisfied, too. I don't need to go to another show because he was the one I wanted to see. But you know, I'm probably going to again. I should probably save work money to just go to shows and maybe pay Ate Nancy back for all those times she paid for me. Mm. Well, back to Mr. A-Z. His voice is so great. He sounds better live than any studio recording or any album (which are actually kind of the same thing). I can't even listen to any of his songs right now because it couldn't come close to comparing. As Nancakes said, "Jason Mraz is the bizzomb" and I'm still shell-shocked. How can someone be so perfect!? I can't wait for the new album, even though I'm too poor to buy it. Oh, my. I just wanted to hug him and his bare-footedness. And Toca Rivera! He is adorable. We yelled his name and he assured us he loves us. I feel so lame for having that make me all warm and giggly inside, but so what if I'm lame? Bushwalla is so, so, so fun too! His voice sounds like Seth Rogen and he dances so cutely! I still can't believe I went. I'm sorry, Thao Le, but...I saw Geek in the Pink live. Ah! He's so adorable! It was so weird because I wasn't even that all hyped up to go. Once I was there and I saw him, I couldn't believe it. He did this really cute laugh and it made me laugh because it was so dorky.
Can someone please tell me what the FUUUUUUUUNCTION I'm doing?
I could so totally go on, but I really need to do homework. That's basically my experience seeing Jason Mraz for the first time. I was pretty excited writing about it because it's not in multiple paragraphs and it might not even make sense. Hope you enjoyed! | | |
| "Don't let the world bring you down; not everyone here is that fucked up and cold."
-Incubus. July 14, 2007, a very anticipated day. I really don't care much for the rest, so I'm just going to go right into the show.
I'm thankful that the opening band was boring as hell. When INCUBUS came on, the crowd was pumped from the get-go.
It was amazing how they played so many old songs. It kind of seems like it was mostly from Crow Left of the Murder. Whatever, I was happy. Besides Light Grenades, that was the only full album I had. Yet, that came to a huge disadvantage, which I'll explain a little later.
Anna Molly was kickass, just as expected, and it actually recorded relatively clearly on my phone. I am so listening to it on the bus tomorrow morning.
The crowd was so freaking awesome during Megalomaniac. I couldn't stand because there were two people in front of me, but it was just so good. Screaming the chorus feels so good.
Sick Sad Little World just had to be, just had to be, just had to be the best part of the show for everything. His voice, the band, the solos, the music, the companionship between Kuya Bryan, Ate Nancy, Nelson, and I. "Geez, Brandon, just because you're the lead singer! You do this every freaking time, you jerk!" Anyway, I already love that song because of the way he sings it. It was the part where the whole band hand their solos, and DANG!, freaking AMAZING. Just so good. SO GOOD.
Dig was their first encore, and as they head in, Ate Nancy squeals that they're going to play Pardon Me, and I'm excited as hell. After screaming our asses off, they come back. Okay, here comes the suckiest part of the show: I didn't know the WHOLE FUCKING ENCORE. I was so upset when the lights came on, I actually started crying. Damn. Whatever, though. The songs were so good, I think The Warmth is like, my new favorite song, hence the quote.
Everything else was just as good. I loved it all, damn. So amazing live! I can't wait to do it again. Can you believe this was Ate Nancy's third time seeing them? Lucky girl.
Thanks, Kuya, Ate, and Nelson. So much fun.
I don't mind that your palms get a bit sweaty, so don't worry. :)
Johnny Hoang, thanks for being the one to IM when times got boring. You too, Priscilla Liu.     
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