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Thursday, January 22, 2004 was reminded of this while watching the simpsons... my heart stopped suddenly because i nearly forgot. before i forget or or stop remembering... my only sunshine you make me happeeeEEE when skies are gray you'll never know deeaar how much i love you please don't take my sunshine away *tear*. damn, i wish those sunny days would came back soon. c l i f f l o v e's thoughts at 8:47:00 PM (0) comments Wednesday, January 21, 2004 have you ever sat there while listening to your music wanting to share it with someone else? some songs are just so bomb. "step into a world where there's no one else..." "beautiful, i just want you to know, you're my favorite girl..." "... that is what you are, coming from afar, reaching for the stars, run away with me, to another place, we can rely on each other, from one corner to another, uh huh" "she said she wants some marvin gaye, some luther vandross, a little anita, will definitely set this party off right... she said she wants some ready for the world, some new edition, so let me rip it in, and definitely set this party off right..." "i know that i'm carrying on, nevermind if i'm showing off i was just frontin..." "you think i'd leave your side baby, you know me better than that..." some damn good songs out there. who wants to share this music with me? anyone? c l i f f l o v e's thoughts at 10:19:00 PM (0) comments Tuesday, January 20, 2004 boooo!!! lisa's gone! her flight took off at 8a.m. this morning. what're we going to do without you lisa? maybe come up there and visit you? yeah... that's what we're gonna do. now, time to reminisce... 1.17, sat - ice skating (read the previous post for the after thoughts). zambonis are cool. 1.18, sun - chillin' at chris'. we ordered pizza from papa johns. ordering on the phone is impossible. they had us on hold forever. they kept playing their stupid message telling us about their specials, toppins, and ice cream. i was on the phone with them on chris' phone and lisa was on the phone with them on her phone. it was fun repeating what they were saying because we both heard it. we did that for a good 5 minutes until i came to the realization that we could order online. gotta love that. went to pizza hut with paul (he wanted buffalo wings). you see... our original plan was to go to hooters with all the guys and get some of the best buffalo wings you'll ever have (and to gawk and some big boobies please!). but that fell down the drain once again (me and steve have been wanting to go to hooters for many weeks now but things don't ever pull through). but yeah... paul had the craving. while we waited... i busted out my skizllz in marvel vs. capcom and kicked some kid's butt (although he almost beat me, i let him take out one of my guys...). beat the game (with the help of mr. vu) as usual, thank you very much. chilled a little more at chris'. played some nfl street, this, that, and the other thing. and we all leave around 10, 10:30. we're all beat and tired, wtf? long slow day i guess. 1.19, mon - go to best buy instead of studying at barnes. nothing too interesting. go to the beach with chris, jackson, lisa, and paul. chris and jackson surf, lisa tans, paul stares at girls and gets mad dogged by their boyfriends, and the geeky engineer i am, try to study. kinda chilly but the sun made up for it. there was a cat named pepper mingly around us. what a cool cat. it's not afraid of people at all. lisa got me some food from carrows (love breakfast at carrows) and i ate it there. it's still good after it's cold. head out, was my car at paul's even though it's hella cold. i'm pretty sure the dew got to my car this morning and it's looking like crap once again, oh well. finally head out to hooters after weeks and weeks of wanting to go. bowling... my worst bowling ever!! i got 40 in one game. got 3 frames with nothing but gutters and 4 frames with only hitting one pin. i dunno where my game has gone? the ball spins so early and misses everything. the lane next to us was still open and had the bumpers up. now tell me, who do you know who has guttered with the bumpers up multiple times in one night? well you know one now. i was so pissed off. i guttered on the bumper lane like 5 times. ggggrrr. then i picked up my game a little and got 80 something. very horrible. and i'm done. what is there to do now? where's the fun? where's the joy and laughter? where's the happiness? where's there someone to talk to? all of that is so hard to find now. once it was easy, now it is hard or almost non existent. one more question to ask: where are you? i'm looking. i'm waiting. c l i f f l o v e's thoughts at 8:23:00 AM (0) comments Sunday, January 18, 2004 i give up. time to move on. it's just too hard. you don't even give me a minute of your time. if i were to ask you what time it is, you'd respond "uh... it's four thir... i gotta go. i think there's a clock over there." we were ice skating last night and the most random thing ever, samantha notrica was there. she went to mater dei with us. i didn't know her too well. i just talked to her a couple of times about her car. see, she has a Mercedes Benz CLK 430 and i used to complement her on her ride. she'd joke about how she'd go racing in LA (since i'm asian, she immediately assumes i'm a ricer). but yeah. i didn't know her at all and i talked to her for a while, catching up, seeing what each other's been up to (the typical convo about school, etc.). so yeah. if i'm able to talk to a stranger and i'm not able to talk to you, that's punked. so... i haven't been shot down, i'm just flying away. i think i have a better chance of talking with jessica alba than i do you. c l i f f l o v e's thoughts at 10:10:00 AM (0) comments |
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