Tuesday, February 26, 2008

remember me?

i'm the one who gave you freedom on weekdays, weekends, good days, bad days, lazy days, and any days. i let you breathe. my motto was "live every day like it was your last." you lived for me. you watched my days turn into nights and my nights turn into brand new days. days full of adventure and happiness. as these days wore on, i faded away. slowly, slowly slipping out of your grasp. slipping until i was no more. remember me? my name is summer.

i remembered you today. the sun reminded me. i miss you.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

opening to closing.

^those puppies were dead by the end of the day. but wow, it was worth the pain. as hard as it is to believe, this picture shows my feet touching california adventure ground for the first time in my life. i'm really bummed my camera ran out of batteries early in the day. like, really bummed. but that's alright. the memories are in my head. (which is good considering the fantastic memory i have. hahaha.) for 13 hours, from 11:30am to 12:30am, i was in a complete state of bliss (minus the feet and occasional moments of wilting). even after getting drenched on grizzly, i was still happy (even though disneyland is NOT the happiest place on earth ;]). the rain couldn't even rain on my parade. (even though it literally did and we couldn't watch the electrical parade...hahaha.) still bummed about the fireworks, but it's okay cause we got time to ride more rides. jameson seriously is the master of disneyland. it's ridiculous.

and then today, victoria and i were at cerritos mall almost from opening to closing, too. we got there at 11:30 and left at 6:30....the mall opens at 10 and closes at 7. my feet gave way a little in the beginning cause of all the walking i did yesterday, but after resting a lot in american eagle and (and listening to vicky scream into the phone...hahah) i was pretty okay. and i got my homework done real fast when i came home, too! yay me.

i should have worn a pedometer this weekend to see how much i walked. 13 hours of walking at disneyland (mixed in with some running) and 7 hours of walking at the mall. okay nevermind. now that i think about it, i shouldn't have worn one. it would have exploded.

i'll cover you.

"live in my house, i'll be your shelter. just pay me back with one thousand kisses. be my lover and i'll cover you. open your door, i'll be your tenant. don't got much baggage to lay at your feet, but sweet kisses i've got to spare. i'll be there and i'll cover you. i think they meant it when they said you can't buy love. now i know you can rent it. a new lease you are, my love, on life. all my life i've longed to discover something as true as this is.

so with a thousand sweet kisses, if you're cold and you're lonely, i'll cover you. with a thousand sweet kisses, you've got one nickel only, i'll cover you. with a thousand sweet kisses, when you're worn out and tired, i'll cover you. with a thousand sweet kisses, when your heart has expired....

oh lover, i'll cover you. oh lover, i'll cover you. 525,600 minutes. 525,000 seasons of love. i'll cover you..."

Friday, February 22, 2008

phone convo.

[jeff said something and i thought he said bye...]
me: uhh okay bye!
jeff: oh...bye....are you doing something?
me: no.
jeff: oh okay. bye!
me: bye.
jeff: wait...did you just say bye?
me: didn't you say bye?
jeff: no.
me: oh....hello.
jeff: okay bye!

hahahaha, miscommunication at its finest.


"under developed but i thank you. most sophisticated work yet this year. had you completed...promising." - mr. ontiveros.

forget the fact that i didn't have enough time to finish this dbq. forget the fact that because of the lack of time, my ideas weren't all fully formed. i have promise!

Thursday, February 21, 2008

keep the faith.

courage doesn't always roar; sometimes courage
is a quiet voice at the end of the day saying,
"i will try again tomorrow."

moment of joy.

last night i dreamed that i got a 9 on my definition essay. and not just any 9. a 9+, my friends. i woke up right after mrs. spencer handed me my paper. i still had that feeling of joy when i opened my eyes. but alas, it was only fleeting. a couple seconds later i realized it was just a dream. then i realized i still had to get up and get ready. how depressing. i guess they were right when they said a dream is a wish your heart makes. well, kind of right. a little. not all the time...haha.

anyway, time to turn in this essay. let's hope for the best, folks.

(p.s. welcome to nerd central. population: me.)


i eat too many hot cheetos. seriously, i think my thumb and forefinger are permanently stained red. no more, athena. no more.

good morning.

i have a math test today. i just ate lucky charms. hopefully that'll make me a little luckier. it's really cold right now. i don't wanna move, but i'm still not done getting ready for school. i am supersloth in the morning. you have no idea. okay, my toes are officially numb. socks. socks would be good. why am i talking in fragments? i mean writing, not talking. whatever. time for teeth to be brushed. good bye.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008


[as i'm on my way up to jawor]
me: hey, mr. o!
mr. o: *looks at my boots* socks or no socks?
me: haha, no socks.
mr. o: hm, and it still has good insulation?
me: yup.
mr. o: very good.

mr. stevens gave me a bottle of sprite cause i was the first one to walk up to his desk....all i asked for was a ruler.

"life is like a box of chocolates. you never know what you're gonna get." me? i got a box of chocolates for 75% off. good job, life.

bill & charlie. my souvenirs. oh, and mr. stevens is wrong. it's way fun to name inanimate objects.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

it had to be you.

haha, this video is cute. motion city<333

worth it.

what is this thing called love? what? is this thing called love? what is this thing called? love.

however punctuated, this simple question begs an answer. an answer that is, unfortunately, not quite as simple as the question. and an answer that every person must figure out for themselves...

so, i wish you luck on your journey. may it result in all that you have hoped for. but remember: take your time. it'll be worth it. i just know it.

happy valentine's day, everyone.

let it be.

"when i find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me speaking words of wisdom, let it be. and in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me speaking words of wisdom, let it be. let it be, let it be. whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

and when the broken hearted people living in the world agree, there will be an answer, let it be. for though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see there will be an answer. let it be. let it be, let it be. there will be an answer, let it be.

and when the night is cloudy, there is still a light that shines on me. shine on until tomorrow. let it be. i wake up to the sound of music. Mother Mary comes to me speaking words of wisdom, let it be. let it be, let it be. there will be an answer, let it be. let it be, let it be. whisper words of wisdom, let it be..."

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Monday, February 11, 2008


do you ever feel like you're not enough sometimes? just sometimes.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

the cuppycake song.


1. a peanut butter and banana sandwich.
2. longboarding.
3. time to scrapbook properly.
4. the beach.
5. an occasion to wear a dress.
6. a cold mango smoothie.
7. the bucket list (i have a krikorian ticket i need to use).
8. new running shoes.
9. another barnes&noble visit.
10. a nice field filled with daisies to take a nap in.

in conclusion...


on a lighter note.

luckily, there is something good that came out of being sick. since i didn't feel like doing anything yesterday, i picked up water for elephants from my dresser and finally started reading it. i think it was around late afternoon when i started and once i picked it up i couldn't put it down. i forgot how good it felt to get lost in a book. how fun it was. it was really really fun.

i finished all 331 pages in less than a day. there were countless numbers of times where i literally laughed out loud and then caught myself because it felt a little weird laughing at a book i was reading for my own enjoyment, where i let an "awwww!" slip out when rosie did something cute or when jacob finally got the girl, where i squirmed when things were getting graphic, and where i let out a sigh of relief when things finally worked out.

this definitely needs to happen more often.


first off, i'd just like to state that i think it's strange that i get sick once it gets hot rather than when it's cold. i guess that just goes to show i'm a winter person. always have been, always will be.

second, i've learned that one of the things that i hate most in the world is coughing. i absolutely hate it. yeah, yeah. i know what you're thinking. who in their right mind would like coughing in the first place? but you don't understand. it hurts soo much. and when i can't get my body to stop, it freaks me out. i hate not being able to catch my breath. and it's not just the fact that i hate myself coughing; i hate hearing other people cough. especially when they cough so much and so hard that it sounds like they're about to throw up. unfortunately, that's all i've been hearing these past few days. everyone at home is sick. not fun at all.

third, i've also learned that i tend to be in denial when i get sick. at least for the first few days. i've had a sore throat since wednesday, but i didn't really think anything of it. thursday night it got a lot worse, but i thought that was just because of all the yelling i did at senior night. then friday morning i couldn't even talk when i woke up. my voice got better, but my throat didn't. after i came home from the movies that night, i got in bed at around 10:30 and told myself i was sick. i was completely knocked out. i slept through phone calls, text messages, voicemails...everything. but wow that was a good sleep.

once i declare myself sick i kind of just lay around like a rotting potato. it kinda stinks that i got sick once the weather turned perfect for longboarding. actually...it stinks a lot.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

my string cheese.

in case you didn't know, yesterday was a very important day. THE WORLD TURNED SEVENTEEN. yep. the world, of course, meaning a certain little lady named tara theresa ann millspaugh...

i hardly knew tara in 9th grade, but last year we grew out of being acquaintances and turned into actual friends. kind of hard not to after having class after class with her. but still, i think our friendship would have been inevitable. how could anyone resist being friends with someone who refuses to not be happy? you really can't. she is one of the greatest "pick-me up people" ever. when i'm mad about something, she'll be mad with me. when i'm happy about something, she'll be happy for me. i like that.

we've done so much together this year that i'm surprised we're not sick of each other yet. i think that may be attributed to the fact that almost half of the time we're together, we're taking naps. haha. but really. longboarding, pigging out, screaming out songs whose lyrics we don't know, running around haunted houses, "crossing borders", laughing so hard in cluster that mrs. hale questions our sanity....really, this list is never ending.

so i hope it was a perfect birthday, tara. although, after getting those cupcakes, i'm pretty sure i'd be an idiot to say it wasn't perfect :)

Thursday, February 07, 2008


"i won't talk, i won't breathe, i won't move till you finally see that you belong with me. you might think i don't look, but deep inside the corner of my mind i'm attached to you. i'm weak, it's true. cause i'm afraid to know the answer. do you want me too? cause my heart keeps falling faster.

i've waited all my life to cross this line to the only thing that's true. so i will not hide, it's time to try anything to be with you. all my life i've waited, this is true.

you don't know what you do. everytime you walk into the room i'm afraid to move. i'm weak, it's true. i'm just scared to know the ending. do you see me too? do you even know you met me?

i've waited all my life to cross this line to the only thing that's true. so i will not hide, it's time to try anything to be with you. all my life i've waited, this is true..."

(i found it, kimly!)

quote of the day.

"no committing suicide in physics; it is not allowed." - mr. jawor

Wednesday, February 06, 2008

r.i.p. the format.

"We have just put out word that we will not be making a new Format album. Please understand this was a tough decision and we're both upset about it. While we accept there will be false speculation as to why, understand that Sam and I remain extremely close. We also want to thank everyone with and within the Format, particularly Mike, Don, and Marko, whom without, none of this would have ever even been fully realized. We both suggest you support their musical talents and whatever they decide to do. And lastly we want to thank the fans who made this the best 5 years of our lives." - nate

goodbye, Format. athena will miss you.

oink, oink.

incident #1: i was talking to jeff on the phone while i was resting for a little while in front of oak knoll park after running, right? it was a pretty peaceful environment: people walking home from school, cars passing by, a little wind coming my way. and as i'm sitting there on the grass and talking, i'm watching the cars pass by. then, i notice one of those construction trucks driving by. you know, the small white ones with a whole bunch of tools sticking out in the back with mexicans driving them (not to be racist or anything....) i look at the guy and he looks back at me and then out of nowhere, HE BLOWS ME A KISS. what on earth is this guy thinking?!? i wanted to puke. on him. i'm not even kidding. so i hang up with jeff cause i needed to get that disgusting feeling off of me, so i decided to keep running.

incident #2: so i keep on running and i get down to del taco then turn around to go back towards school. about five minutes after starting the other way, another white truck passes by. i see it and kind of give a disgusted face and just hope in my mind that it passes without doing anything stupid. it was slowly passing me and i thought i was in the clear, but obviously i was wrong. as the driver is driving, he passes me, but then turns his stupid head around and whistles at me. can you say barf-o-rama?

incident #3: yup. less than 5 minutes later....another truck. but you know what? i'm kinda really sick of talking about this. let's just say the guy was stupid, too.

welcome to PIG CITY, my friends.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Monday, February 04, 2008

pic of the day.

they say a picture is worth a thousand words...so let me give you a few: we were using christine's scarf as pom-poms. if there's only one, it's called a pom. if there's three, it's a pom-pom-pom :)