pictures or whatever.

Maybe spells Yea, but not No
But it doesnt spell Yes either.

That is what I have learned.

So tonight me and the !mikiness went to my youth group and then the l.a. county museum of arts(l.a.c.m.a., lacking in SOMETHING'ma) for an "all night party" that was um.. bad.

Drunken bougwa from the entire L.A. county art scene, dressed in their finest cuture, were there for the two whole exibits they had open, one on geometry and one on like... the historical race to invent shite... but the former being more like "lines an' shit" and the latter being more like "negroes an' shit"... half of the people were drunk or whatever, so I figure the two exibits were the only ones that were childproofed for the circumstances.

We got free peanut butter from this weird guy there, I would sample some now for blogging's sake, but I just brushed my chompers.

Youth group was similarly discombobulating.. only in that about three people told miki she had an interesting name, and she said that she's never heard that before.. oh well ^^

...and then the fact that the church gossip ring/those starved for something to pay attention to had discovered immediately(or before-hand) that me and miki are in fact a couple, which was the liberal topic of conversation. I'll leave it at this.. Mike:"Where'd you guy's meet?" Me:"At band." Miki:"Yeah, we're band nerds 8)"

:D

And theennn... the car ride there/home from LACMA was the most time consuming part of the night, and surprisingly the least abrasive, well, except for the fact that my sister was calling my mom a motherfucker for not stopping so she could take a pee...

oh, I almost forgot to mention I saw !Kathy Jones at LaCMA, and she's the only reason I went to that goddamned throng of the drunken societal bottom-feeders.. well.. that and its an excuse to be out from 6pm-2am with miki :D

Kathy was the one who initially emailed the godoy tribe of the museum exibition's existance...

poor us :[ I'm sorry that it sucked kathy, at least you didnt show up at 11:30pm and find that out :P

So riding home from LaCMA I was sorta impatiently waiting for the ride to drop miki off to end, when it occurred to me that that was the best tonight was going to get, bar none. I was going to go home, blog it out, listen to some music, talk to some freaks, maybe play some videogames, brush teeth, insert body in bed. end of line.

The simple thought that, even during an encounter with pleasurable company I'm hurried to come to a conclusion is troubling. Life doesnt come back. I am 16, I will never be younger. 90% of my time is occupied on killing time to get to the 10% conclusive time where I look back and say "Well thats over, time to start another project I'll just piss away".

I'm not sure if that realization made me feel sick, or if it was just the unsettling sway of the truck up and down brea boulevard's hills and valleys.

Regardless. I am no longer sick, but I am more thankful for my time given, and in the future I hope to milk my remaining 60 +/- years for all they're worth.

So.

oh you've got green eyes, oh you've got blue eyes... oh you've got greyy eyes.
And I've never met anyone quite like you before.
No I've never met anyone quite like you before.
thoughts from above hit the people down below, people in this world they have no place to go.
thoughts from above hit the people down below, people in this world we have no place to go.
- New order~ Everything's Gone Green

AND! BAHAWAHAHWAHWAHAHAAAAAA

download "Are you the one?".. its good.

Current Music : Peter Cincotti - Are you the one?