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Name: Carlos Location: Los Angeles, California, United States Birthday: 5/22/1987 Gender: Male
Interests: I L¢¾VE musik, i can't live without it. Let's see, I like to play all kinds of sports, let it be basketball, baseball, volleyball and stuff but i don't watch it on tv. Let's see...i like guys (and girls too), playing video games, running, going out, martial arts, piano, swimming, dancing, movies, traveling, meeting new people, science, Egypt, foreign languages and...that's about it...i know there's more but eh, once you get to know me you'll find out more. Occupation: Student
Message: message me Yahoo: cjf2_2005@sbcglobal.net
Member Since:
4/9/2005
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| hola people. i am tired and sleepy and i still haven't done my homework...what to do...what to do...the best choice right now is to fall asleep but then i'll get in trouble the next day 'cuz i haven't done my homework. i am FREAKIN' TIRED! damn chavez and his notebook *sigh*
i made this section fruity because,...i dunno, i wanted to. i really don't have much to say right now. except that i'm probably not going to graduate...what am i saying...i am NOT going to graduate, i'm gonna have to go to summer school and i'm going to get my diploma in september....yeah, what a future i have for me 
that i have this guy named ricardo who hates me for "messing around" with his ex boyfriend. he could kiss my fucking ass that stupid mother fucker. he's such a pain in the ass, then i have fucking miguel over me as well, saying that i shouldn't be doing stuff to him and that i shouldn't make him mad. FUCK HIM AND FUCK EVERYONE THAT SUPPORTS HIM (sorry danielle) he's the one sending me stupid FUCKING messages threatening me and shit. what the FUCK is he's problem? and miguel doesn't want me to get back. *sigh* fucking gay people and their drama....YES THAT INCLUDES ME FUCKERS!!!
as you can tell i'm pretty pissed. i hardly cuss. i never cuss. only when i'm angry. and i'm angry right now. not just angry at miguel or ricardo...mad at everything. mad at other people (won't mention names), mad at the world and especially mad at myself. i HATE myself. i seriously wish i wouldn't have been born so that i don't have to be here, having every single relative know every single detail about my life and what i do. where the FUCK IS PRIVACY?!?!?!?!?!?
and i'm going to conclude this blog with the last color of the FUCKING rainbow. i hate myself for being gay, hate myself for being stupid, hate myself for my retardess, ugliness...having no logic whatsoever. where is my future in the campus of PCC or ELAC, huh? i have no FUCKING future...i'm just a dumbshit, an average gay joe..."trying" to get through life....maybe i'll just take the easy way out. lates.
oh shit, i thought the blue one was the last....you see how FUCKING stupid i am. FUCK! fine, bye people and have your FUCKIN' GOOD DAY! | | |
| Hello everyone. I know it's kind of late posting this, but I barely got a xanga and I want to post it on it, ok. All right, these are pretty much all pictures with captions to help you in your viewing. Ok, let's see...last summer Jessica, Rory, Jackie, Marie, Kathleen, Natalie, Juan, Sylvia, Mr. Fetter and I went to Europe last summer. We visited: London, England -- Paris, France -- Rome, Italy -- Florance, Italy - - Pompeii, Italy -- Island of Capri, Italy -- Pisa, Italy. Yup yup.
Our first stop was at London and we first went to this resturant and we had Englands famous dish: Fish and Chips...and literally it's just a stinking fish with a few chips..i was expecting more...maybe rice or beans or something...but then again, it's not Mexico. 
This is the first restuant...umm....let me name the people that went with us...(starting from left to right) Kathleen, her sister Natalie, Marie and Jackie.

And here we have (from left to right) Me, Sylvia, Juan, Rory and Jessica.

Here is our tour guide Mr....um...Richard? Yeah, I believe his name was Richard. Anywayz, he was awesome. He is British and he knew like at least 5 languages! English, Spanish, French, Italian and Russian. When I grow up I wanna be just like him

And here we are in tour buses that took us from Point A to Point B...yup yup, we had lots of fun in those buses and they're extremely comfy...especially when you want to go to sleep after busting an all nighter :


We came here after having Paninis in a resturant. (Panini = Heaven) Yeah, we went there after our visit to the BUCKINGHAM PALACE where the Queen lives. I wanna be a Queen too. Then we went to the park. Oh, they had ducks that didn't fly away when you shoved your ugly face into them. And pigeons...they have lots and lots of pigeons.

Now off to France, the country of LOVE...and SEX! Even though I didn't get any 
First we got on this cargo ship to go from England to France. It was extremely windy!

I was really tired 'cuz of last night 

Here we stopped at this resturant called "Flams" in which they specialize in Flams. I believe this is the furthest any French club member has gone to a French resturant. The one we go to is Les Frares Taix (something like that). Only difference is that in France they have French guys...and French guys are HOTT!! So when you go to "Flams," ask for a "garcon" to go  
Now we've reached shore. Yay! Look, the EIFFEL TOWER!

We took a small boat around the Eiffel Tower.

Look, L'arc De Triumph.

Now us on the TOP of L'arc De Triumph.

This is a Muslum influence church in France. It's nice really. It's on top of this like BIG hill and you could see pretty much all of France. seriously. OH. We past through the Moulin Rouge We couldn't stop though...underage and all 

This is Versaille. Umm..some king wanted it built for him and it's huge and stuff. That's all I know. Oh, I beileve he was nicknamed the Sun King.

When on a tour and all you hear from the tour guide is "blah, blah, blah..." all you have to do is pretend your listening and nod your head. Works all the time. Trust me.

This is the backyard of Versailles. It's pretty damn big. You can have all of your extended family Bar-B-Q dinner party whatever...just as long you don't burn down the trees.
Now we're in Italy. The country of...PASTA!!!



Here we visited some church...again...and we had some priest that came from the U.S. so he spoke English. Yay!
The Streets of Rome.



The Famous SPANISH STEPS...in Italy 

Look! The COLOSIUM

The leaning TOWER OF PISA. Nice ain't it? And yup, it does lean. 

Hisminians

The Famous FONTINI a.k.a. Fountain. Sorry I couldn't give you a good picture of the fontini...next time when I go, I'll take a better picture for you guys 

Our Hotel by the sea...
One of the views we had from our hotel 

Now to the famous ISLAND OF CAPRI First the boat ride





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| Bonjour tout le monde! Today is Monday...which sucks, another new week of *dun dun dun* school. So yeah, today I thought of not going to Mrs. Ramos Government class, but somewhere in my dumb small head of mine, a small voice was saying something like "this is a bad idea, you should go to class" but there was a louder bigger voice saying, "DITCH GOD DAMMIT," but eh...i was stupid to listen to the small voice. And then I was threatened by Ingrid that if I don't transfer from PCC (Pasadena Community College) to an actually University, she will kill me. So, I told her to make it official and now it's legal...if I don't transfer from a Junior College to University, I'm Dead.
But on a brighter news....umm......I got a B in my math test. Oh, also, this Friday is minimum day, yay! Oh, I cried today too, like a little girl, seriously. I saw the movie "Hotel Rwanda" in French class and it's sad. It's about the Genocide of the Tootsie people in Africa. Good movie, I recommend it to everyone or tout le monde in french.
Let's see...in Drama class...eh, we heard the radio version of the "Hitchhikers Guide To The Universe," it's filarious, yes filarious...(funny + hilarious = filarious)...since I'm better at math than english, I do stuff like this...Anywayz....6th, since I have service with Mr. Guzman (my 9th Grade English Teacher) I went to my french class again and I had a double douce of "Hotel Rwanda" and I, of course, doubled up in tears.
Oh, I also hanged out with Grrr a.k.a. Kris a.k.a. Kristina Barahona and she bought me lunch/dinner. It was cool, well, not really, she made me feel really guilty for the way I mess around with guys. Let's see, what do you guys think? Ok, let me lay it down for you guys...
Kristina and I had a big conversatoin in what it is considered and that I'm evil. Yeah, ima be banished to the 15th newly created level in Hell and the Devil will be like "DAMN, WHAT DO YOU DO?" Yeah, both Danielle K. Fluster and I, we're both DEFINATELY going to hell 
On a brighter note, I saw Sin City yesturday with my boyfriend....and also Horacio and Cynthia. Sin City was amazing...there are a lot of HOTT GIRLS, like OFMG, I would do them which is ironic 'cuz I'm gay Nah, I'm bi...but then my friends get mad saying I have to be either gay or straight. I'm like no, I'm bi, I like guys AND girls. But then they counteract with it makes it look bad in the gay community 'cuz it makes it seem like we had a choice...which we didn't. I dunno, I'm half-bi, like Byron says, 3/4 of me likes boys and 1/4 likes girls...ok, I've gone stray of the subject, which was...oh yeah, Sin City. Yeah, great movie, but, I don't know...too long I guess and it had no plot...but hey, the hott girls compensate for that.  | | |
| Hello everyone, umm.... my name is Carlos. So yeah, if you guys have any suggestions on how to make this site better or whatever you can drop by a comment or whatevah. So yeah, i usually don't do journals, well, i used to but on paper and it would hurt my hand after like writing a page so I would always give up. But now, i can write without my hand hurting. YAY!!!!! So now I can write about myself and my everyday experiences so that all of y'all can read and criticize me after. k? k. All right then, today is what....April 10, 2005. Nothing much today. Oh yeah, that bitch (bitch = Eduardo) was supposed to invite me to some quinceñera. Damn, I would rather be there then writing here, alone, in my room, listening to music... But yeah, people, um...I go to Francisco Bravo Medical Magnet High School, located off the 10 freeway yeah, it's right across General Hospital and the USC medical center. Yup yup. k. 'nuff said, ima go now. BYE! | | |
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