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here is your update jizzyjayne.
everything around irvine has been pretty stagnant, but i am doing alright. classes are once again relatively interesting, jaded is getting better with each issue, i am getting to see more of southern california, and the people here are nice enough. the newest issue of jaded has FINALLY come out and the choe interview article is there... score.
the summer is already looking to be productive enough since i have secured the internship with SOMA magazine. however, i still need to find that second job. hopefully i don't find myself at gen ramen again this summer, nodding frequently like i understand japanese while the girls are sitting in the corner of the place taunting me.
thank goodness for the following though: high speed internet (!), el siete, jejemun (by the way lydia i got that slap you sent me), aviator sunglasses, blockbuster, los angeles, del taco's deluxe chili cheddar fries, 24 hour pho places in westminster (AKA milpitas AKA vietnam), coffee, naps, and all the music people keep sending me. it is all keeping me happily floating above irvine boredom.
hopefully my skateboard ass bruise heals up soon so i can get baked (tanning) with the girls in fremont.
korean bbq
food.
i dont remember why i was supposed to take this, but its at a cafe in davis
davith girls
the boys at jackson casino
carolita lolita
pool house
fishing in newport. it was pretty windy and laio said itd be perfect weather for a kite and i told him about my dreams to own a kite...so he made one out of plastic bag. look very closely to see the kite on the left. it ended up getting knocked into the ocean =/
after they caught the sting ray. there is irvinetonybao.
colin and enny at erikas
drunken jenga. hella impressive. lol by the way, el siete PLEASE PLEASE im me to ask about this picture i have a story for you that only you will find delight in you mean ass bitches.
this past weekend in culver city, enny and i attended tne launch party for the fashion peace's TRASHed exhibit, sponsored by redbull and SOMA magazine (yay yeah). it was pretty cool because the exhibit itself was cool, there was an open bar, and a cute boy.
unfortunately, that was supposed to be highlight of my night. it was one of the last things that hunter s. thompson (fear and loathing in las vegas) created. it was highly dissapointing until i found out that this hole is a shotgun hole...and two weeks later thompson killed himself with supposed said shotgun. creepy.
more bins
tired at the end of the night
and SUPLISE! i put that on here because well frankly it makes me laugh a lot.
