Pumpkin 3.14159

So i just put my foobar on random and it picked this pretty crazy ass good song
MGMT v.s. Daft Punk - One more time to pretend (immunization remix).
I'm gonna try and put it as my blogspot song, but i doubt i'll find it.
This blog is going to take me a lot of effort to write, so i'm sure it would be a fun read.



Haha, okay where to begin... It's been awhile since i've blooged, and between that gap, there has been... life learned lessons, shitty days, awkward moments, people of the same sex hitting on you, got e-thugged, turned down drinking, broke my thighs, made people upset, got ditched and last but not least, won prom king! =)



Let's start throughout the whole week, right after spring break. My spring break wasn't so crackin', mainly because of the whole "drama on sierra hill". It felt like an awkward phase, which lasted for a little more/less than a week. Nothing too exciting, i slept at like 1-2am everyday, either it was fucking hot, or i didn't want to sleep. I hate that feeling in the morning when you wake up and feel like shit and just want to stay home, but at night your like nigga. i ain't no bitch, i can stay up all night and still go to school like a mac. :( FML



This wednesday, i tried to get the Jacksta to come with me to pick out a tux from a place that i got recommended by Joe Tran. He told me twice to mention his name to get a discount, i forgot twice. I hope he doesn't read this. :( BUT, as usual, the jacksta declined another moment to hang out :( God really hates me. I had a good bonding day with Jordanizzle though, i fixed his computer, which should've been done like 2 months ago. So we're on good terms again. I remember going to a really nice tux place, which had a sweet tux for 170, but fuck that i had a coupon for a 40 dollar tux! As i was looking for this place, i was like WHAT THE FUCK, where is this "FORMAL INTERNATIONAL" place on the directory, it turns out, it's in SEARS. I mean, i buy my dishwasher, my clothes machine washer there, not a tux. But it turned out to be a really small place, kinda like the size of the wardrobe to NARNIA. The people were pretty sick, and i think we bonded well, because i all got them to laugh with my phone convo for finding out the color of green that jacky wanted. I've had a more stressful conversation until now.
I even have pictures.
These are the selections of greens that i had:

The description she gave me on the phone was "It's a lime-ish forest-ish green"
Nigga. Thats two completely different greens.
I concluded with this:

It turns out, the green that she picked happened to be the second one on the left. Yeah, the ugly lime green one, which makes me look like a glowstick. I debated on whether i should follow the colors she told me to wear, or just wear something completely different. But its alright, everything turned out alright in the end with a silver vest, lime green tie, and a black shirt.

Thursday: I was supposed to work on our youtube project (we're trying to be famous like gabe bondoc and get hella "fishtacos" (girls)) but instead, i decided to get drunk instead. :( I guess that's how you know i'm a mongol, drinking is my number one priority.



MJ's brilliant idea of drinking MD 20/20. How it all started was, you see, in my 4th period cooking class, most people would be very quiet and awkward when hanging around people of a different race, or maybe even because they are scared that they will fucking cut you, but nah, these are probably the coolest people that you'll ever meet. Yeah, i looked like shit that day.

So on our daily talks about drugs, life, sex, girls, guys, what not to do, what to do, and one of them happened to be "Patrick, you have to try MD 20/20! It's delicious" Tyler, the guy on the left, recommended the orange jubilee, and we were all super excited to drink. Me, Kevin, MJ, Willy, Ngoc and Andy. It looked amazing, with Red, Orange, Peach, and Green. The drinks looked like Kool-aid and as we all took our first sips with excitement, our faces instantly changed to:




Mine tasted like expired orange juice, the shittiest one out of all of them. I had to sip it, and gag every 3 seconds, no chaser either. We headed back and got some chips from 711, but that didn't really do the job. It took awhile, but i eventually finished it, and went home. I forgot that i had a math quiz, a physics quiz, and i needed to buy a photo-scrapbook for graphic design. Fuck me. What did i end up doing as i got home, buzzin? Slept. Big Mistake.



Friday: The day before prom, i'm not so excited because i have to hang out with pblocc for 6 hours, and my nigga MJ isn't going anymore. Fuck. I got a pretty decent score on my physics test (this is like our final, the rest of the school year we get to fuck around). I skipped 2nd period because i didn't finish my homework from thursday and didn't know shit, so it's better to get bitched at by my parents for skpping class, rather than getting a 0/100. I walked up sierra that day, got a cup of coffee, and texted people as i waited for time to pass by. Later that day, i picked up my tux from Sears, and sigh... Michael Power has failed me once again. This is like the third time he has gotten high, and forgotten about me. :(



But anywho, i hung out with the mongols that night, i have a bad craving for cigarettes recently, and i got myself a 40 of Budweiser and a pack of Newport. I still have the pack at my house actually, but i'm trying to cut down, for myself and for whoever would like to place their name here. But surprisingly, everyone drank that day, except me and willy. I took sips, but myself being a hard drinking constantly everyday, a 40 doesn't get me buzzed, not even anything. It's like soda. But i didn't even finish my 40, i kept thinking about "Dont eat tacos", and decided, nah drinking today isn't worth it. Then later that night at Booktree? I get asked to senior prom by Nicole! At first i was pretty hesitant, because Junior prom is GRILLING all my dough, but later she just told me, no tux just ticket. Done deal, i'm going! My comfort zone of having the Mongols there, an opportunity to go to a dance with MJ and i'm sure i wont go sober, and i'll have fun in the process! The only thing missing would be.... "Dont eat tacos"




Saturday: PROM DAY! I woke up at 11, started getting ready, since i'm supposed to go to Austin at 1, but Jbaby messages me saying that she's gonna have to delay for her hair or eyebrows or something idk. Girl stuff. Anywho, the day before, i talked to Jordan and he was nice enough to be our driver. During school sometime, i had the most embarrassing conversation with her.

"How are you getting to Austin's, Jacksta?"
"My mom -_-, how are you getting there?"
"I have no idea."
"Do you need a ride?"
By this point, i'm hating life and i want to tell god that i call it quits. But, instead i said that i'd find us a ride. Luckily, i have friends who can drive and it was all good.




That day, Jordan was our "chauffeur" and took us to Austins. When i went to Jbaby's house, all i could think of was, DAYUM IMMA GRINDIN ON THAT FOR FOUR HOURS. HOLY FUCK. We got to Austin's @ 3, right when they were getting ready to leave. We took pictures, then headed out to Bucca Di Beppo (fuck that place). On the car ride there, it was pretty awkward. Really awkward. Awkward times a million. So awkward, that instead of talking in a car like normal human beings, i texted jacky, while she sat right next to me. OH god.



We got there, and then thats when my day really started. We talked about getting 151 before the dance, me and meldreezy were gonna tear it up and rape everyone in BP. It took the longest time for us to get our reservations, but we had about.... 20 people? We go inside and this place looks alright, somewhat expensive. We start eating and then Kent goes to me, "fuck this, i don't wanna pay for this". I said "word" and i didn't touch my plate. It's like one of those restaurants where they give you food in a HUGE dish. I don't know who exactly picked the food, but whoever did it, ordered one item ON EVERY CATAGORY. TWICE. The bill came out to be $944.34 DOLLARS. WHAT THE FUCK. Everyone was tripping, the employees were being dicks, and the mood went from excited to, fuck are you serious? Every person had to pay around 40 or so, and i covered for myself and a little of Jack's. To make my money worthwhile, i tried to eat as much as i can and took two ToGo boxes home. There was so much untouched food, that it's just a waste.




After Bucca, we took a couple non-important detours and finally got to prom. The environment and decorations wasn't as great as the last two proms that i went to, but there was one upside. I chose my date this time, and i had a great time. I want to say that i somehow am i bad dancer and that it irritated my date, but i could be wrong. Just me being self conscious again :(

This was the actual first dance where i'm around EVERYONE that i know. I've never been greeted by so many people at once in my life. A good 50% of the people dancing was our group, and we even started the whole dancing spark too! You know when you go to a dance which starts at 6:30, but you know it won't be crackin' till 8? Yeah, we made it happen.



Zooming forward, i danced my ass off, sang my heart out, and WON PROM KING! Yippie! I really could care less if i was nominated or not, but it's a good feeling, like it's god telling you, if you were a douchebag, then you wouldn't be winning this. So it's kinda self-assuring.



Prom ended, and it's sad, i never want it to end, it's such a fun time, but i'm putting my thighs through hell, and i'm sure it's not going to want to get out of my bed tommorrow, but whatevvvs. After prom, i would like to say that i had a good little adventure hanging out with Melvyn and Gaea, but most importantly "Dont eat tacos". It was awkward as fuck with pblocc. I feel that they have a language of their own, which i do not understand at all.

An example of what i do understand is:
"That ain't hella gay tho."
Adding tho to your sentences, makes it opposite. So it means, That is hella gay.
Sku's = Schools
Foo = A person
Den = Then

The list goes on

Now leading to where i am, i get dropped off by Gaea, Kinda funny how melvyn can't drive. The last thing i would say is that i tried to be polite and kiss "Dont eat taco's" as i left, but instead i missed and hit her ear. FML.

Night!