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You know you go to catholic school when there are sticky notes proclaming that you're "wonderful" and "beautiful" stuck to the flush handles and soap dispensers in the school bathroom.

09/05/09

Hello. School's begun, here's my sched-juhluh:


A - Religion 2 - Mr. Anziano
B - World History 2 - Mrs. Tenerowicz
C - Hon. Chemistry - Ms. Mariani
D - Spanish 2 - Ms. Callahan

E - Intro Art 1 - Ms. Morrisino

F - Hon. English 2 - Mr. DeCoteau
G - H Math2/Al2/Geo - Mr. House


Surprisingly, religion looks promising this year. Curious, I know, me enjoying anything halfway Catholic, but Mr. A defines what it means to be a 'pretty chill guy' and I know Ryan loved having him as a teacher, so I'm really looking forward to that class. Ms. T (Why Ms.?) is so quickly becoming a favorite teacher of mine, I can feel it in ma bonez. She's such an easily likeable person, the more you get to know her the more you wish you knew her. Her energy and wit are to die for, lest I forget to mention her chunky necklaces and urge to call you "dear" with every chance she gets. Ugh, so cool. I can't say much about Ms. Mariani yet, I don't think she's quite her teaching self yet since she's chair glued due to some infected toe nonsense. Sounds weird, but she said she doesn't believe in teaching from behind a desk, yet that's all she's capable of as of right now seeing as how she's not allowed on her feet. Eh, we'll see. Senora Callahan is so one of those teachers you had as a little kid and loved like a second mother. She's all about warm smiles and organization and dressing cute for her job. Her voice is sick too, very smooth-sounding and sweet. I like her so far, she's also my homeroom teacher. Ms. Morrisino's stylin' as ever, running the art department like it's nobody's business. I feel art class is going to be much more consistent and.. demanding? than ceramics was last year since we have actual set projects planned out and sketches due every week. It'll be fun all the same I'm sure, there's some interesting people in that class. Mr. DeCoteau. What more need be said. I drew a picture of him for my mom so she could get the full-effect, but it didn't compare in the least to meeting him in person. Mia says his hair and belly are her favorite parts about him, but his monotone voice and electric slide walk take the cake for me. I feel like he doesn't get the credit he deserves as a teacher, most say he's a pushover, but I think he's very intelligent in a nonchalant sort of way. He really liked my definition of culture, took it word for word and made it the class definition in fact, haha. And finally, Mr. House. What a cute dad! Not sure why I think of him as a cute dad compared to a cute teacher, but that's all I think of when I see him. His whole family is adorable, regardless. He likes to talk, a lot, and sure does love his math, boy. I really like him too, that class should be fun.


Well! Now that you know what I think of all my teachers, how about checkin' out this wicked sick photo of a basking shark?

Heh? Heeeeh? How about that. So cool, right? I wish I watched more of shark week when it was on :[

Ryan and Sean set up the N64 last week and have been playing lots of OoT and Majora's Mask lately. I love watching them play, I become so absorbed even as a spectator. And Koji Kondo is pure genius, no doubt about that. Agh, lahve eet.

I found my Lemmings CD a few weeks back and learned how to play it on my computer using a DOSbox, so happy about that. My dad found me the manual with all the level passwords up to level 49 too, so if I ever feel like cheating, I can! >:D
Also I woke up this morning to the Jehovah Witnesses, with the Pokémon theme stuck in my head, so I downloaded it BTjunkie style and have been listening to it on repeat for quite a while.. I found all my Pokémon cards the other day, too. So. Many. Fluck Pikacku, nobody ever liked you.

That's better.
Man, I had some weird dream last night. Something about a pet hamster eating all my butterfingers then freezing to death in an avalanche somewhere in Colarado.. His body, encased in an ice cube, was served on a silver platter that night at dinner, and my whole family, including Ricky Turner and Lukky, were in hysterics laughing when the hamster was put in front of me. And just as I started to bawl my eyes out the Ghost Busters and Gregory Peck from Roman Holiday busted down the gold doors of the crazy dining room we were all in, and demanded to see my passport. Then Ryan was wearing the sweater my aunt Guedelia saved from Steiger's and gave to me, and I got really mad at him for stretching it out that I slapped him and made him sing me some Shania Twain song. It was strange.



I was just going through my phone, deleting unnecessary pictures and videos and decided to go through what was left of the notes I save on there. I'm just going to delete them all since I need a new phone anyway, but here's a list of what seems to be important to me, or at least enough to make a note of it in my phone:

The name Berry
Grace Jones = Janelle Monáe
Brownsugar Oatmeal
Bulletproof Vests
Flying Things
Sleeping Lessons
My cousin Danny DeVito
Fungus Lovers

Hm.
Hey I just remembered I took a picture of that sweater my aunt Guedelia gave me to show Mia:

And here's another sweater, given to me by Wilma. It has shoulder pads.

Note,

I'm changing my URL in case you care:

http://eliseguillen.blogspot.com/

(actual name..)

I knew all you crazy fans would like to be informed, so there ya are. Have at it.

Hi.

School starts in 3 days and my books have yet to arrive. I went for my uniform the other day though. It smells so bad in that place, Blake's Uniform.. Sort of like slug butt mixed with any article of clothing Sr. Diane owns, it's that foul.

I'm not worried about this upcoming year a bit. Surprise, the coach's daughter isn't playing soccer this year. Big woop. I'm thinking about doing spring track (is there such a thing?), but idunno yet. And if you're one of the many concerned for my health, I'm joining the gym with Kara this fall, so slurp on that.

Erm, I finished that Shepard Fairey replica. Check it out.

Scary close up.

Let's see let's see. I kind of just wanted to post those pictures and get that out of the way, so I probably shouldn't have begun this as if I were actually going to blog about, things. Sorry if that was misleading, you can expect more from me next month if that tickles your fancy though.

SUP RODRIGO

mid-summer

Wow okay, yes hi hello. It's been quite a bit of time, hasn't it? Hm. Well this past week in particular wasn't my best, so I apologize for the lack of posts here. I'm going to try to get back into the swing of things; here, and with everything else that's been happ'nin in my life.

Fourth of July was fantastic up until night's end. Downtown was cleaned up a bit, the air wasn't too chilly, and the fireworks were surprisingly impressive. I was with family only, since Mia was in Vermont and Kara was having a family party. On the car ride home, stuck in traffic, my mom pointed out a fight in front of some pizza joint to our left. A man in red was beating the living shit out of a lanky guy with corn rows, and even went so far as to pummel him with some sort of metal bar he got from his hummer. Between our bumper and the car behind us a shrieking girl took a blow to the cheek from what I assume was her boyfriend. My dad beeped the carhorn and my uncle jumped out of the passenger to grab the attention of the police. It was horrifying, there were puddles of blood on the sidewalk and everything. Absolutely terrifying, the crowd surrounding them took note yet no action, and the cops shrugged their shoulders with a "Nothing we can do," according to my uncle. Other than that my night was enjoyable! We also had cake for Ryan, opened cards, that whole thing. He's 20 now.

I hung out with Mia just about every day this past week. We found things to do and made things to do and it was eventful nonetheless. Yesterday Sydney and Vicky were walking by and so Mia and I chilled with them for just about the rest of the day. It was real nice, I ate some cheese doodles and bought a green tea.

I haven't been running either. The rain put me out for a good four days straight, and somewhere within that time my motivation vanished. This past week I wept myself out of a good two days due to how shitty I feel the morning after a cry(multiple cries), and the rest of the week can be blamed on lack of sleep, for I would've been dreaming by 3 and rising by 6. Excuses, excuses, excuses. I start anew tomorrow, haha.

Today I changed all the albums I have on my ipod, literally went tanning in my backyard for about an hour, cut my bangs, ate a peach (see above!) and watched a few episodes of It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia via hulu. There are birds making a nest in my window and turkey babies chizzin' beneath my trampoline right now.

I found some really weird/cute/awesome tights online today:

Some french designer named Marion Dubois has this new collection of leggings with prints on them, like these laughing mouths, and the fashion site I stumbleupon'd noted them as controversial yet alluring or some shit like that. I don't know, I kind of really like them. She has other ones that are made to look like bugs are crawling up your calves, or ones that create the illusion of undesirable veins, which, I don't think are half as appealing as the pair pictured above to be honest.

I don't mean to cut this short, because I did have more to say but my parents want me to go watch The Curious Case of Benjamin Button with them right about now, so until next time

06/29/09

Hi! I have had a fantastic morning. I babysat Kara's cousins with her last night and we ordered a pizza and started to watch balls of fury around 11, Kara fell asleep on me. I went home at 12 and stayed up til 2, Mia showed me the greatest video ever, I laffed so gud. I actually showed it to my mom a few hours ago, after introducing her to beenerkeekee and edarem, my god. She loved it. I woke up at 6 this morning and argued with my dad and went running for 40 minutes 'round the hood. My dad followed suit on bike. It felt so invigorating, my stomach hurt baaa-ha-ha-had. I've got some mad blisterys though, not happy with those. I came home and drank some water, took a shower and almost threw up, twice. My body's not used to this at all, haha. My dad says he's going to bike with me every morning, he's happy that I'm 'pushing him to get exercise now', lolol.

I played with Pebbles once out of the shower and dressed, then went in the kitchen to find Sean and Kevin staring at the stove with a carton of eggs on the counter. I asked them what they were doing and they said making breakfast, but didn't know how. I took charge then, and made a feast of a breakfast for them and Wesley, my mom and Ryan and myself a'course. Eggs, sausage, toast, bagels, hashbrowns, sliced apples, etc. and so forth. I put out the muffins, a dish of strawberries and blueberries, made some tea, poured some juicez.. It was great! I really felt good, my mom was so happy. Quite the ambitious morning, I must say.

Okay, you cannot deny the cuteness this little girl possesses.

So adorable, right? That would be Gordy's daughter, Gordon Moakes of Bloc Party, for you. Yeah I know, I'm a huge faggot for mentioning this but I just can't help myself. Thought I'd share that with you, omgsocute. Also! You should probably catch the video for their latest single riiiight here:


http://www.mtv.co.uk/artists/bloc-party/video/one-more-chance


I'm pretty sure it's my favorite video of theirs. Gotta love a good music video.




Also, Mia told me she's going to write a short story everyday like how Im running every day. Exercising her brain, she said. That got me thinking, and I've decided that I'm going to draw a picture every day for the rest of the summer, along with my running plan. Gotta rid of that 240 pack of index cards I never used somehow, right? I already did today's, a quick little doodle of an angry bald man with some thick eyebrows. Heheh.

Alright, Zack's coming over sometime after lunch, so I should probably clean up a bit. I hope you have a wonderful day pleaseee