balls.
ok. so now my internet is finally working. im kinda thinking it was some sort of ploy by my dad so i can talk to him (i dont talk to him) and ask him to fix the internet. i dont know. but anyways ballsacks. so yeah i was at plaza bonita and i went to go get mars volta tickets because i heard that they went on sale at 10. 10 in the motherfucking morning. previously, the night before, joel, the beaner and i went out because it was the night that i celebrated chinese new year and i needed to get the fuck out of the house because i was constantly being told to say hi to every goddamn person who walked in the door at least 15 times. at least 15 times. certain people, namely manuel, i had to say hi to a good 37 times. so i left. we drove around for awhile and eventually went to this guy tyson's house. there was "some party" going on. i hate parties. i always have. i hate drinking. i hate parties. so we went to this party and me and andres and tyson just chilled outside and talked and shit while "the partying" was going on inside the house. we would make comments to anyone who came in or left that were quite funny. actually they were hilarious. i dont remember what happened, but the next thing i know, we are leaving. how this happened is : "hey come with me to go get my beer bong" (joel) "nah nigg i dont drink" (me and andres) "after we get it we'll go to su[er sergios or whatever place you wanted to go to" (joel) "fuck yeah!". so we are leaving. suddenly, the beer bong is out of the picture and the only thing that matters is mexican food. holy shit it was good. for the first time i went inside super sergios instead of through the drive-thru (which, by the way, is 24 hours!). inside, there were these asians, the kind that think theyre black, and they give us tickets to a free comedy night at the 4th and b. it was tight. we ordered our food and ate it (fuck yeah!) then we were leaving. one of those asian guys starts rubbing my shoulders randomly and i turned around and gave him the "what the nuts look." he then said "dude chill, i dont bite." i say "yes i know that. people dont normally bite people" this random ho comes out of nowhere and says "well i taste gooood" (she said good like gooood all weird and shit). so yeah we then leave and i go back to my house and we take another bed and put it in my room so me joel, the beaner and i all have mattresses to sleep on. andres (beaner) falls asleep first. then joel. and i stay up for some reason. i was watching that "bands reunited" show. it is totally awesome. they have this arabian guy go to peoples houses of old band dudes and tells them to get back together with their band. throughout the whole show, there is this tension of "that one guy" that just doesnt want to do it. then eventually, the guy musters up the strength to go and visit his old "bandmates." they then, within like 12 hours, play a show. its so tight. because its so obviously not real. then after watching the show, at around 3, i fall asleep. now, im a lazy motherfucker, and i need a good 10 or so hours of sleep. the the morning came. joel or someone wakes me up at 8 in the fucking morning. it went something like this "hey jason" i tried to speak but all that came out was "brrraah" i then get up after 10 or 15 minutes of moving. after some shit we go to get mars volta tickets. this is where i began. so i went to the mall to get mars volta tickets at 10. "tickets for that show dont go on sale until 12" "motherfucker!" i buy a ticket for a san francisco show instead. we leave and as we're leaving some strange asian lady with crazy gray hair comes up to us and asks us if we're 12-17. we all tell her that we're like 18 19 and joel says hes 11 or something. she says that shes sorry because we could have gotten 4 to 6 dollars for free. but she didnt say 4 TO 6 she said it like 4to6 which sounds exactly like 46. 46 dollars for free?! fuck yeah ill do anything! me and joel both take a survey on starburst gummys or something like that and the lady gives us 6 dollars. ballsack. whatever. meanwhile, andres is still taking his survey. he's doing his on the computer. a lady then tells him that he wont be getting as much money as us and gives him 5 dollars. he thinks we got 46. he flips balls and we eventually tell him that we only got 6. we ask why he only got 5 dollars instead of 6. "oh its because you guys are caucasian and he's hispanic" it was so funny. we (the white and half white) got more money than him (the bean.) me and joel laughed our balls off. there was no laughing for andres.