Childhood.
at eighteen years old, going on nineteen (in a month and ten days, btw), i still be watching this dope shit on a daily basis.
Go go power rangers ! Christmas came early for me when I saw this in target, I HAD to get it.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS. WHICH TARGET ? DUDE I GOTTA COP ME ONE. LET ME COME OVER AND PLAY WITH IT. NAO.
“Colossal Assualt Vehicles called ZORDS”
DUDE! I was literally JUST watching the Mighty Morphin movie (alone in my parent’s room) like 10 minutes ago!! Our generation totally grew up on that shit, but it’s been years since I’ve seen the movie, and it’s horrible! It literally consists solely of just hella cheesy punch lines and just straight up gross one liners. Like at one point in the movie, right when the white ranger was about to kill one of Ivan Ooze’s minions, he was like, “eight ball, corner pocket!” and I was like, WTF is that supposed to mean?!, and how does that have anything to do with the situation at hand?! But the best line out of the entire movie came from the token asian ranger when the half naked lady was giving them their new powers and he was just like, “I’m a frog.” LOL! The movie’s absolutely horrible, but I can’t help but love it and cherish the VHS (and the VCR) that I have so that I can watch it again in another 10 or so years!
HOME.
You can be away for hella months, but still come back to the place and people you love as if you had never been gone at all.
I hate everything about airplanes, especially douches wearing chargers jerseys that decide to sit in the open seat next to me of all open fucking seats then has the nerve to pull out fucking Twilight of all mother fucking books. The only exception from how horrible flying is, is Southwest’s complimentary honey roasted peanuts. Those are hella bomb.
I love the holidays, but why does our society feel the need to go crazy during this time of year and act like complete fools in order to get “that perfect gift” for that probably not-so special person? I think the whole gift giving process of Christmas is just a load of shit. It’s like come fucking on, have you really forgotten the real concept of Christmas that you can’t enjoy it unless you find a shitload of wrapped boxes/ money filled envelopes under the Christmas tree? That’s just not what Christmas is about, man. I mean, of course it’s inevitable to spend hella money during the holidays, like on food, decorations, travel, and whatnot, but there is no need for crazy long ass wish lists for materialistic shit. Why can’t we all just feel the holiday joy by the mere warm and happy presence of our loved ones? Like, take Christmas in the Park Downtown for instance; just walking through the fake snow, in the freezing cold, witnessing the hard work of our warm hearted community, with the people you care about at your side, is worth so much more than a diamond ring, I think. So disagree all you want, but my Christmas wish list is priceless.
Oh, and I’ve been listening to Weezer’s new album Ratitude. And I forgot who told me that they thought it wasn’t so great, but yeah, hey man, I’m totally digging it.
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my sister wanted me to reblog this so that she could reblog it later.
Motion City Soundtrack I really want to see them in concert!
two summers ago. warped tour. motion city soundtrack. the future freaks me out. MOSHPIT. fucking awesome!! uuggghh, i am so down to see them again with you jay!
oh, and btw, i’m feelin hella boss right now because my tumblarity went up from like 30 to 80+ all because of that news video i posted about how ghetto ihs is.
I almost forgot how much I hella enjoy watching football.
Today, my cousin took me to his high school’s CIF Division 1 Championship game at the San Diego Qualcom Stadium, home of the Chargers (gross, I know). It was the first legit game I’ve been to in a while, soooo fucking intense. My head is still hella spinning and my throat is dry and hoarse as fuck after screaming and jumping and cheering for his team. I met a bunch of his friends, which lot of of them were douche idiots, but all somewhat entertaining nonetheless. There were a lot of gay ass turnovers and bullshit penalties, but in the end, Eastlake defeated Vista 21-14, the last 5 minutes of the game having been the craziest 5 minutes of my life! Afterward, we victory feasted at a taqueria called Super Sergios and I ordered a “California Burrito” which is basically carne asada fries wrapped in a tortilla. And yeah, it was pretty awesome.
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finals are officially dunzo. time to:
“party like tomorrow is my funeral.”
