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Sunday, June 27, 2004

Well, my covert operation for this weekend was a complete success.
OBJECTIVE: To not sit at home and be bored on the computer this weekend.

Saturday I went and hanged(hung) out with calvin. We went to black angus and spent 2 hours there. I asked for so many cokes from the waitress during our endless conversation that I actually felt kind of guilty.. shoulda put an extra dollar or something in the tip =D

Sunday (today) has started and ended extremely early. I woke up at 8 so that i could go to my friends youth group and church service. Though I'm not much of anything religious-wise, I'm a pretty good christian when I need to be one. All those days back in sunday school when I was 10 pay off.. lol. Anyhow, I met five or six cool new people at my friends youth group and then we to the beach and body boarded, sunbathed, picked up on some chicks (well... just talked to them really) and went to lunch. After coming back to my place for awhile and taking a shower, I went back to the youth group with my friend and we listened to another 2 hour sermon and went to dinner at an AWESOME italian place called bj's in brea. I'll have to keep that in mind for Homecoming/WF/Prom next year. So I just got back at 10:30. Whew 8-10.5 =D =D =D =D

I've also managed to come across two new awesome albums: the spiderman soundtrack, and an album called "phenomenon" by thousand foot krutch which my friend introduced me to. So I gots new music to listen too besides the underoath i've been obsessing over the last two months.

So, yea. Other than having alot of fun and music, I've suddenly become some kind of magnet for money. In one weekend I've accumulated $33 from my parents, $10 from a lifelong adult-friend who i pretty much consider my aunt, and $20 from my grandma. Although something like this might be common to most of you, I feel lucky if I can scape my $5 of allowance off of my PARENTS each week, let alone all the others. Hey, I'm not complaining.

I've also unfortunately become a magnet for responsibilities and tribulations. I've somehow found myself 3 tasks that I consider virtually impossible to complete in my arms. I wish myself good luck =D oh hey... keeps life interesting, ya?

In terms of the calender, which is really what this journal is supposed to be nowadays, Me and frank and hopefully some others are going to see spiderman 2 at birch after our internships (at 4) this friday. You wanna hang out with the two coolest cats in so cal? The invitation is open. My parents are leaving for lake powell on saturday and I have to spend the weekend with my grandma. So... next weekend will be incredibly boring. The following weekend, however, I hope to do something with calvin, maybe jo, maybe justin again, and maybe tyler if i can catch him.

So there, that's it. I'll be posting in another 3 or 4 days. See ya till then!
(PS FRANK&CALVIN: let's continue our g-mail chat tommorow!)



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I guess by the looks of it, I'm just your typical "studious" high school student trying to get decent grades and fight his way through the tides of popularity. I'm not normal, though. A mixture of romanticism, horniness, girl-shyness, and optimism is a volatile blend waiting to erupt at every moment. Indeed my mood swings all too often, but I only really make those mood swings evident in this journal. I write everything here. Enjoy.

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KiH is my creedo, my definition, the way I lead my life. I realize that in life I dont want friends or money or sex, I want to be happy. Everything I own, everything I say, and everything I do serves as a step towards this boundless goal. I devote this journal to my everyday thoughts and activities and I hope that all my readers come away understanding me as a person just a bit more. If I could accomplish something so extreme as having someone understand me, I would be happy forever. -- Click to clear.