amtrak to santa barbara

Ok. I'm documenting all this crazy shit. So first of all, I thought that me getting off of work at 5 would be fine. That way I could go home really quick, pack(which btw, I did under 5 minutes) and then leave. I soon realized on the metro that that was not going to be the case. I was freaking out and shit. Oh all the while. I'm wearing the pants from santa barbara, you know the ones where the button pops off(I thought it was only necessary)well about a week ago, I finally lost the button for good. Its somewhere under the stove at the daycare I work at. Anyway so here I am speedwalking with my pants falling down, thank god I'm wearing a tunic.so I finally get into the crowd of moving people who are walking torwards and I see this cool ass bum looking chick who had this wiccan sign on her back :) .and talk with her for a bit.then I get to the platform abd see nothing but college students. This one white dude stood out cus he was smoking a djarum and wearing a poncho. Haha. So after the cloud of smoke I get into the train onto the second floor. This place is full of a bunch young adults and hippies heading torwards santa barbara.and if you pay attention carefully you can hear some sneaking around of alcohol.I am in for a terribly exciting weekend. ill continue blogging!

i can't remember but its alright

this hot tranny mess video is the only thing keeping me sane.
i don't know why.....

oh yes. the mood swings keep on coming.

bottom of the world.

i'm sad and i don't know why....


last night was craziness. but i really need to learn how to control myself.
i woke up freezing with caution tape wrapped around me like a belt. one of my plugs were missing so i freaked out.i had highlighter everywhere on my body. someone wrote slut on my thigh. >:l
oh and i guess i clogged a toilet. no flushing tampon applicators!

then when we were driving home and i was caught up in my thoughts of everything.
all i wanted to do was put on my headphones and listen to radiohead.

went to halloween party tonight. left early.
now i'm here.
depressed and lonely in a bee costume.

i mean it

don't get any big ideas, they're not gonna happen

i want to mean that so badly.

ditched and went to MOCA. and while i was walking to catch the bus this guy was walking the opposite way and was yelling gross shit and blowing kisses. i ignored him and i guess that made him really angry cus then he started screaming and yelling at me. then he caught the bus with me, and sat right in front of me and stared the whole time. and then he spat at me. not one drop of saliva hit me.

wiccans believe whatever harm you do unto someone comes back three times stronger.
he'll get whats coming to him.

OH MY GOD!!!!!

i just read an article saying that over this winter theyre going to repair the large hadron collider. so you know what that means??????

the world isnt ending until spring!!!!!!
HOORAY!!!!

on that note, i was worried that we wouldnt live to see Halloween.
and then i wouldnt get to wear my cute costume.

which is:not very good picture. but you get the idea. the little head thing is adorable.
it's for environmental reasons. if we don't start making more drastic changes in our environment. the bees will go instinct and then we'll die off! i read a statistic that in the next 4 years all the honey bees will be extinct. COLONY COLLAPSE DISORDER.

oh last night, i went to a friends party at ucla for like 2 seconds. cus andrea was running late as hale! so anywat we get there. everyone is already drunk. and then her freaking RA came asking for id and trying to write people up. and all that time i was hiding in a freaking hot ass toilet room for like 20 minutes....sober. it was upsetting. then i walked down the rape trail with friends of friends trying to look for a party. got blisters. saw a dead white mouse.and saw a comet. and this group of white people were walking by and this drunk chick was like, "WHOA! did you guys just see that? a shooting star!" and they were all like, "psh! no." and i was like, "i did, girl. that shit was hella tight!"..... we shared a moment. 10 minutes later, carlos was like did you make a wish on it? and i was like dammit! so i did then.

and i need to go back to SF. like this one chick said yesterday, everybody is so MTV culture. especially here in LA. and then i had some conversation with some other guy on how SF everyone is so much friendlier. and no ones trying.
LA is ignorant.
sorry for the negative note, i just had to point that out. it was screaming in my head the whole night.

this is me, excited to be a hot tranny mess in santa barbara in this outfit.
and also excited that the world isnt ending!

painted my nails.


had a very long day. filled with creepy men on the metro asking me about:
-my septum ring
-if the scarf i was knitting was for sale
-how old i was

then i met this very cool old man, who told me his mom used to make outfits for cher.
and that he was armenian and lived in the soviet union. and all this crazy stuff.
and it all started by telling me that he was once a mechanic for the host of Ripley's Believe It or Not. then he gave me his card. im seriously going to call him when i buy a used car.

10 days till the world possibly ends......

please, sweden. be careful!!!

i'm most likely going to end up like carrie bradshaw and have an awesome wardrobe but no savings. :(

new bag.
new necklace.
new shirt.


and i barely got this job.