"ay no!" (said i) "what?" (asked el mundo) "i have wierd news." (i replied.) "what?" (the world asked, yet again.) "read my post and find out."

i talked to D yesterday. she told me she read my blog when she was in math class in "china" and she said that it was interesting. i finished "life of pi" many hours ago. i read it slowly, because i was afraid it would end soon. it did. i was like, "crap.". awesome book.

D finally admited it!!! woo hoo! HOURS of annoyingness totally payed off. bwa ha ha ha ha!!! she's going to read this monday. she told me not to go into the details. i wont. you admited it, you admited it, you admited it, you admited it, you admited it!!! i had a traditional fiesta. there was "el mariachi loco" on full blast, colorful streamers magically appeared, people were drinking soda by the double liters, pizza was being devoured, talking was loud and interesting, there were many people pretending to be lamps, the neighbors complained because we didnt invite them, the cake was cheap, (not tres leches.) little kids played games among the partying, there was the occaisonal "i wish i was anywhere but here" people reading books in the corners, the dads were making bets on what soccer team would win over beers, the moms where swaping gossip and advice, the teens were crowded into my room lisening to music/watching TV and talking about how lame the party was and how we should all ditch and go outside, the 7-9 year old guys were in my brother's room playing video games, the 8-10 girls were playing some stupid game on the front porch area, the kids between 10 and 13 were talking in chairs, maybe playing "truth or dare"; loudness and chaos ruled. the parties i go to are actually like that. when we are at someone else's place, my age group hangs out outside. ah, mexican/mexican american parties. what a beautiful thing. bags of candy are also passed out. there is the occaisonal pinata. when there are dances, people dance. others watch in chairs. they rock. but this only happens when the right people and the right amount of people are there. also timing. timing is important.

D gets two weeks off in "china" for spring break. WE only get 1 week. i am currently annoying her so that in the one week she doesnt have school, and i do, she can come to school w/ me as a visitor. she doesnt want to because she hates a lot of people. i dont blame her. but she HAS to come. i will be very annoying. count on it, D. D's littler sister d told me something pretty wierd. she said her mom was telling their cousin that he should meet me and stuff. WIERD!!! he's like, 5 years older than me. not cool. d said her mom said that i have "beautiful long hair" and other things to her and D's cousin.

i have an Atreyu song stuck in my head. today the taste of chaos special was on on fuse. i saw the 30 secs. to mars episode and the The Used episode. i missed the others. they were each 1 hour long. i dont really like 30 sec. to mars that much. overly cocky, REALLY overly explicit, sick bastards. their songs are catchy. te doy eso. sometimes their vidz. are interesting. but as people, their hatred tank (if you dont know what a hatred tank is, read the post explaining the hatred tank. there is no way im repeating myself.) is up to here => cocky sick bastards.

im on purevolume. all songs are working. this blog isnt. im bored. think: que mas paso? my little brother is 7 years old and doesnt understand the concept of "half". he also ate the last of my chocolate bar i was saving for monday. bad chubby lie-ing not a smart1 boy. he's decently smart. but he isnt SMART. poor him. i am really bored. oh yeah.

M2 has not been acting very cool. after letting her sit with us after her friends called her a bitch, and kicked her out of their little group, she isnt being very, amiga-like. to me. the one who told her she could sit with us. im not saying "be my best friend", dont even be a good friend, but be decent. if not, stop being nice to me specifically. hang out with N. with M1. with L. but if you arent going to be decently nice to me, leave me alone. i dont need any shit from anybody. im not taking any shit from anyone.

there is, like, a little 10 year old name Miguelito, who raps heavy reggeton. (in spanish.) and the song he does is called "montala" and, well, not even the sickest americano rapper is saying that at age ten. this is just a way to say that mexico is (sometimes) as messed up as los estados unidos. regarding music. seriously, he's ten and saying things surrounded by 19 year old models dancing along. (im guessing he's ten. maybe 11? but still. i dont care about the other stuff, just dont rap things like that while surrounded by dancing 19 year old models. guess what the title of the song means. [im no prude. lisen to 1 song. called its not a fashon statement, its a f***ing deathwish. rox.] its nastly, especially since the guy is TEN.)

im bored again. cranium, maxilla, mandible, clavicle, sternum, humerus, ribs, vertibrae, pelvic girdle, radius, ulna, carpals, metacarpals, phalanges, femur, patella, tibia, fibula, tarsals, metatarsals, phalanges. those were some of the bones in a skeleton. bored again. i will now surf the web/call friend to ease the boredom. bleach isnt on 'til 9. :(
adios.
-gaby. i have no homework. except study for this bone quiz. im really bored. bored, bored. i might visit popcap. viva mis bandas.

"nadie puede leer esto!!!" (yo dije) "porque no?" (pregunto el mundo...) "porque no tenia ninguna idea de escribir para mi titulo, por eso."(yo dije.)

como estan todos? i had no idea there was a limit to how many characters you can "use" in your "title". i stayed after school 'til 5 today. me, L, M1, and M2 had a good time. recording each other, "interviewing" each other. there was a piont when i said something, ad was completely serious, and M2, (who was recording at the time) started to laugh a silent-face laugh, and she couldnt breathe, and we were all wondering why she was laughing. nobody understood what i just said, huh? also, as we were filming, the camera girl would start laughing for no reason whatsoever. then, once, L was saying something, and me and M1 started to skip around like little girls in front of the camera to see what happened. M2 stopped the camera and told us to stop acting like my sister. then i sat on a rocking chair and fell. because i was rocking it too much. and then i got back on and M2 pushed me and i fell again. it doesnt sound like fun, but we were goffing off and all the teachers were at some meeting, and couldnt come out and say "that's not very nice, blah blah blah blah. " a wise cartoon character that i am forced to watch once a week once said: "noooooooooo touchy!!!" yah. i would like to say that people keep leaning on me, pushing me, grabbing my hair, not giving me my, as my 1st grade (looooooooooooooong time ago...) (ye olde skool) counsileor once said " everyone needs their own personal bubble." amen.!!!!!!!!!1 TO THE PEOPLE: IF YOU LEAVE ME ALONE for FIVE MINUTES, i will give a great sigh of relief, and actually go and volunteer somewhere, someday. ah, someday. the great excuse of all lazy/busy people. people never leave me alone. its like they are trying to kill me. oh, my mom is watching "objetivo fama" and the singing artists are actually all really good. they sound as if they drink from the fountain of Talento. they are all 10 times better than anyone on american idol. and, no1 on american idol is my idol, and what the hell is an idol except a false god, and someone you look up to? i have found something even wierder than quoting your 1st grade school counsilor: i can actually sing. but, in spanish. not an awesome fountain-of-talento voice, but a decently good voice. in english, i sound like un pito de calabasa. (exprecion.) "failure by designer jeans" isnt working on purevolume. noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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i am done with mi tarea, and i get to skip part of 1st, 2nd, and some of 3rd period 2morrow. and if i get caught, it wont matter because i will be at the high school. woo hoo. anyway, i have to wash thy hair. i will now visit http:www.fromfirsttolastlyrics.net. plz read the xmas songs. gracias. i have to go. adios.

-gaby. i hate it when they spell "gaby" with an i, 2b's, or a v. pisses me off. :) its FOUR letters. how hard is it to remember g-a-b-y??? how stupid are you? as you reflect on your stupidity, i will read FFTL lyrics and ponder why idiots keep trying to get my computer with a virus. :). eso, mi amigo, era sarcasm.