dawn of ving rhames' awesome-ness!
shiggidy sheee i it. i get out of school, and joel picks me up. we end up going to his house and watch the new vines video which is fucking awesome (probably because it was directed by michel gondry!)! after that awesome-ness, we start driving and shizzy:
joel: hey call up your dad and see if he wants to do anything!
me: yeah! fuck yeah!
i call my dad and we decide to go see a movie after he gets out of work. we keep on driving on the freeway and realize something- i havent eaten all day and joel and i are fucking hungry as hungries. so, we go eat...at chipotle. it was sooooo fucking good! shit. after eating crazyness in a tortilla, joel goes to the bathroom, and i call michal to tell her how good chipotle was. we get in the car and drive off towards my house. the drive home was spent on screaming at people on the street, contemplating whether or not to steal a wooden indian, seeing an awesome guy with an awesome beard on a bike, and passing through grimm avenue (beware, that avenue is grimm). We stop at the stoplight, and it turns green; my dad is driving up in front of us.
"Talk about perfect timing.." (dad)
"yeah yo" (me and joel)
we get inside my house and check movie times for dawn of the dead whilst joel plays manhunt. we decide to go at 5:45 at the theater in the gaslamp. we arrive at the theater and buy tickets. joel and i head upstairs, because we're around 45 minutes early. we go inside to see a smidget of spartan (starring val kilmer and some mexican dude who gets shot). it looked pretty interesting. we go back downstairs and sit in the theater while waiting to watch it. on the screen, there is a montage of pictures of celebrities including oprah, and queen latifah.
the movie starts............and ends. holy shit. it was awesome. from ving rhames saying "fuck y'all" and making dr. dre stuck in my head the whole movie, to the most intense credits ever in the beginning of a movie, to the pregnant russian lady who wants a russian name for her baby but her husband wants an african name, to the insane amount of blood and gore and exploding heads, to the ending credits with random naked women. it was so awesome.
one awesome moment out of the many: so, theres this fat lady. she dies. she becomes a zombie. however, while she's dying, its super quiet and "emotional" and someone in the audience goes "man, kill that fat bitch!" it was the funniest thing in the world, because that is precisely what everyone in the theater was thinking about- killing that fat bitch. yeah..
after the movie:
"man, my favorite part of the movie was when that black cop guy said 'fuck y'all'"
my dad said that. how awesome is that? my dad saying his favorite part of a movie is a black guy being black (im not racist beeeitches). but yes, after that awesomeness, we arrive to my house and i set the table for dinner. we have an awesome feast involving filet mignon, salad and zuchinni flowers. after eating, we head upstairs and i start reading and shizzy and joel continues to play manhunt. i get super tired, so i put on my headphones at start listening to music to try and sleep...but it was hanson. i cant listen to hanson without singing hanson, because hanson is awesome! (i can believe how many times i said 'hanson' in that sentence) but yes..i eventually start listening to M83 and drift off asleep for like 2 seconds. i think i wake up to joel saying "can you belive how awesome that was?!" i immediately wake up and want to see awesomeness, but it has already passed....dizzamn.
dan calls and wants to know what we're doing. i tell him that we arent doing anything really but chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool. he asks if we want to go to michelle's birthday party thing and we agree. for around 20 minutes, we are blasting hanson while searching for the place, stopping in front of some apartments we thought were the place, and driving around the place. we park on the side fence of the place. i say side fence, and not side entrance or gate, because that's what it was a fence. we run up a hill and hop the fence (which i do terribly). we arrive and play some pool and some awesome game involving sand and other things (it was remeniscent of crossfire! with backgammon). we play some of that and joel and i go out to get beer. joel asks alexis to come with us because shes 20 something and we arent. the way towards rite aide was spent, once again, blasting hanson, singing like crazy, and not only air drumming!, but air harmonica-ing and air tamborine-ing. it was completely and insanely awesome. afterwards, we get back with some beer, but its funny though, because i dont drink and yeah i dont know. but yeah we get back and like 30 minutes later some security hoe comes and says we have to leave. so we leave. we wait at the curb where we are parked and discuss what to do. joel and i want to chill while the other hoes want to go to barona casino. after joel shooting some people with his bb gun thingy, we leave and go to sierra's house. we decide to give her a beer for apologizing for putting flour on her car and decide to write a note as well. the note read:
"Hi sierra!,
heres a beer for right here! oh yeah! hanson is awesome! im asian! we know you dont like beer, but its the thought that counts! a diamond is forever...De Beers."
we set the beer on her trunk and leave while singing under the sea to her through her window...really loudly and probably badly. but it dont matter...it was awesome! oh yeah, i also watched tarzan today......in spanish!! (in spanish class...i dont own it in spanish, though i wish i did) tarzan is awesome. but yeah...tomorrow my sister is coming and i dont think she knows whats in store for her...feast time!!
joel: hey call up your dad and see if he wants to do anything!
me: yeah! fuck yeah!
i call my dad and we decide to go see a movie after he gets out of work. we keep on driving on the freeway and realize something- i havent eaten all day and joel and i are fucking hungry as hungries. so, we go eat...at chipotle. it was sooooo fucking good! shit. after eating crazyness in a tortilla, joel goes to the bathroom, and i call michal to tell her how good chipotle was. we get in the car and drive off towards my house. the drive home was spent on screaming at people on the street, contemplating whether or not to steal a wooden indian, seeing an awesome guy with an awesome beard on a bike, and passing through grimm avenue (beware, that avenue is grimm). We stop at the stoplight, and it turns green; my dad is driving up in front of us.
"Talk about perfect timing.." (dad)
"yeah yo" (me and joel)
we get inside my house and check movie times for dawn of the dead whilst joel plays manhunt. we decide to go at 5:45 at the theater in the gaslamp. we arrive at the theater and buy tickets. joel and i head upstairs, because we're around 45 minutes early. we go inside to see a smidget of spartan (starring val kilmer and some mexican dude who gets shot). it looked pretty interesting. we go back downstairs and sit in the theater while waiting to watch it. on the screen, there is a montage of pictures of celebrities including oprah, and queen latifah.
the movie starts............and ends. holy shit. it was awesome. from ving rhames saying "fuck y'all" and making dr. dre stuck in my head the whole movie, to the most intense credits ever in the beginning of a movie, to the pregnant russian lady who wants a russian name for her baby but her husband wants an african name, to the insane amount of blood and gore and exploding heads, to the ending credits with random naked women. it was so awesome.
one awesome moment out of the many: so, theres this fat lady. she dies. she becomes a zombie. however, while she's dying, its super quiet and "emotional" and someone in the audience goes "man, kill that fat bitch!" it was the funniest thing in the world, because that is precisely what everyone in the theater was thinking about- killing that fat bitch. yeah..
after the movie:
"man, my favorite part of the movie was when that black cop guy said 'fuck y'all'"
my dad said that. how awesome is that? my dad saying his favorite part of a movie is a black guy being black (im not racist beeeitches). but yes, after that awesomeness, we arrive to my house and i set the table for dinner. we have an awesome feast involving filet mignon, salad and zuchinni flowers. after eating, we head upstairs and i start reading and shizzy and joel continues to play manhunt. i get super tired, so i put on my headphones at start listening to music to try and sleep...but it was hanson. i cant listen to hanson without singing hanson, because hanson is awesome! (i can believe how many times i said 'hanson' in that sentence) but yes..i eventually start listening to M83 and drift off asleep for like 2 seconds. i think i wake up to joel saying "can you belive how awesome that was?!" i immediately wake up and want to see awesomeness, but it has already passed....dizzamn.
dan calls and wants to know what we're doing. i tell him that we arent doing anything really but chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool. he asks if we want to go to michelle's birthday party thing and we agree. for around 20 minutes, we are blasting hanson while searching for the place, stopping in front of some apartments we thought were the place, and driving around the place. we park on the side fence of the place. i say side fence, and not side entrance or gate, because that's what it was a fence. we run up a hill and hop the fence (which i do terribly). we arrive and play some pool and some awesome game involving sand and other things (it was remeniscent of crossfire! with backgammon). we play some of that and joel and i go out to get beer. joel asks alexis to come with us because shes 20 something and we arent. the way towards rite aide was spent, once again, blasting hanson, singing like crazy, and not only air drumming!, but air harmonica-ing and air tamborine-ing. it was completely and insanely awesome. afterwards, we get back with some beer, but its funny though, because i dont drink and yeah i dont know. but yeah we get back and like 30 minutes later some security hoe comes and says we have to leave. so we leave. we wait at the curb where we are parked and discuss what to do. joel and i want to chill while the other hoes want to go to barona casino. after joel shooting some people with his bb gun thingy, we leave and go to sierra's house. we decide to give her a beer for apologizing for putting flour on her car and decide to write a note as well. the note read:
"Hi sierra!,
heres a beer for right here! oh yeah! hanson is awesome! im asian! we know you dont like beer, but its the thought that counts! a diamond is forever...De Beers."
we set the beer on her trunk and leave while singing under the sea to her through her window...really loudly and probably badly. but it dont matter...it was awesome! oh yeah, i also watched tarzan today......in spanish!! (in spanish class...i dont own it in spanish, though i wish i did) tarzan is awesome. but yeah...tomorrow my sister is coming and i dont think she knows whats in store for her...feast time!!