मंगलवार, दिसंबर 30, 2003
yo yo! what be happening my homies out there? or, should i say, homie, since i think only one person frequently reads my blog, and you know who you are (yes, it is YOU*). anyway, so yesterday i officialy came out to high society. no no no! see, coming out to high society is basiclly when you are at this giant ball that cost a ridiculous $4,000 a table (a table seats 10), and you stand on stage escorting a girl as you, the girl, and another guy escorting the girl are formally introduced, over, and over, as you walk through three rooms that make up one giant ballroom (the family room, the former debutantes room, and the committee room). anyway, i don't see the point of any of it. as i've explain with the debutatnte ball, the girl (the debutante) pays for everything, but, as a consequence, the two men she chooses to take with her, her escorts, are also introduced to miami's "high society". what is high society, however? i still dont get it. its just a bunch of 70+ year old rich people if you ask me. this one old man said to me "my wife and i really enjoy coming to the ball each year, so we can meet the young people who will take our place in society". i was like "yes, thank you." but that was just whacked! then this old lady, who had way toooo much Crystal, started touching my face and saying how cute I am (hey, that i wont deny) and she told me i should get with her grandaughter. yeah, that was wierd. most of the night was uneventful. after we all came out (six girls, 12 boys), a large amount stayed home, the rest (including me) lounged around in one of the girl's room to enjoy two bottles of crystal whose total value amounted to $650. why in the world anybody spends $300+ on ONE bottle of champagne really amuses me. i don't get it. i tasted it, and it just tasted bad, like all champagne does. what do people see in a $300+ bottle of Crystal? you can probably get Wal*Mart champagne, put it in a Crystal bottle, and it wouldnt make a difference. one could have bought 6.5 Nintendo GameCubes for the price of two bottles (for those into the champagne things, they were dated 1994 and 1995). this whole debutante and high society thing has brought into things a new light...ill talk about it later. peace out bros/sises.
*no. more people read it. you are not that special. sorry.
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*no. more people read it. you are not that special. sorry.
शनिवार, दिसंबर 27, 2003
oh yeah, ps, people who read this. leave me a message. i have only distributed this link to like two people, so it be chillin' to know who be reading this up in here.
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शुक्रवार, दिसंबर 26, 2003
Parlo e scrivo italiano, ma non molto. Credo che e importante a scrive italiano molto per praticare mi italiano. Oggi io non ho niente. Io sono ebreo e i negozi non sono aperti. Mi alzo alle mezzogiorno, come normale. Ma, io gioco molto con il mio nuovo Gameboy Advance SP. Normalmente, non sono interesado en i videogiochi, ma il mio Gameboy Advance SP è molto divertimento. E una cosa che io puo giocare non importa dove sono, includere la mia classe de scienza. Io parlo con mia amica, Taramira (a.s.c. Anita da Nuovo Jersey), e noi decidiamo che la rottura di inverno dovrebbe essere piu lungo. Finché la prossima volta, spero che lei ha piaciuto leggendo il mio italiano. Sì, sono che impressionante, posso scrivere e parlo l'italiano.
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the morons who installed the lighting and fan remote system in my brother's room put it at the SAME frequency as my room. where they thinking! now, my brother and i have to somehow aim the remotes toward somewhere and hope that it doesn't activate each other's lighting and fans. NOT COOL!
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बुधवार, दिसंबर 24, 2003
yo yo! what's up? as i have said many times before, i hate journals/blogs. my honest opinion of them is that they are for loosers with no life and nothing better to do with thier time. of course, i derive this from a stereotype. the streotype of the depressed, neo-gothic computer nerd that insists on blasting his or her problems on the rest of the world, and sharing them with other people, many who have the same problem. of course, like i said, this is a stereotype: (n) a standardized mental picture that is held in common by members of a group and that represents an oversimplified opinion, prejudiced attitude, or uncritical judgment
Anyway, i know a lot of cool people who have blogs, so i will defy the stereotype and join the rash of cool people who have written in their blogs. don't refer to this website frequently, however. i will not be updating it alot, if ever. i'm not the blog type. anyway, i'm wide awake. it's 02.47 be 'illin (that's am for you non-miami talk people; and for future cultural reference, pm is referred to as "be chillin'" in mia-talk) and im not tired. you know why? i woke up at around 1 be chillin' (notice where the am/pm desginations come from: after noon, one is supposed to be chillin', as in awake, while in the am, they be 'illin, as in sleeping). and how is that you ask? well, naturally, its the holidays, so the in-house help is off. of course, being the holidays, my dad is at the racetrack watching his horses run, my mother is shopping, my brother, being self-sufficent, is out somewhere. now, i ask, how the@#&^ am I supposed to wake up? I'm not a responsible person. I am the kid who is used to having his maid wake him up with breakfeast in bed at whatever time I ask for (and yes, I am a spoiled little brat, but at least I know it). not today. nope. so i overslept and now i cant sleep. not cool! which will lead to more oversleeping tomorrow! grrrrr!!! anyway, its chrismakah time at the herzberg-arielas residence. which means lots of presents. so far, i have not been disssapointed with my assortment of gifts, so its all good. and i've evenly disperssed opening what seems the "cool" gifts from the "average" gifts. as a younger lad, i would open the cool gifts in descending order until the 8th night of chrismakah sucked. of course, i'm more mature now and keep an element of surprise in my life. what else is new? i've been going to debutante parties...too many of them. if the idea of socializing at fancy cocktails and black-tie parties dressed in suits and tuxedos night-after-night doesn't fancy you, then you would hate it. however, unlike the girl i am escorting, i actually enjoy the socialzing. i've met some really cool people through it, i guess thats the point though. for those unfamililar with the whole debutatnte thing:
a girl needs to "come out" to high society. okay, they don't need to, its just another way to throw out excess income. anyway, so there are debutante societs in major cities around the world. it is especially big in los angeles, miami, new york city, washingon, d.c., detroit, and dallas. also huge in paris, johannesburg, and london. a girl can do it any year, in any city, as often as she wants, but it is tradition to do it in the city you live in during your first year of college (though one girl this year came out in new york city last year and this year will come out in miami). the girls parents (and, in some cases, the girl's escort's parents) throw these huge and elaborate parties. the girl i am escorting through the most amazing party. it was truly amazing and spectacular. they all lead up to the "big day", which in miami's society is always 28 december, in which a country club full of people gather to welcome these girls and thier escorts into miami's high society. personally, i can think of better things to spend roughly $35,000 on, but while i say that, if i have a daughter, she most likely will also be thrown a coming out (especially since my mom would have it no other way). anyway, the big party on the 28th isnt all that exciting, but the debs (there are six this year) have some wicked after party plans involving v.i.p lounges, eggs, and limos.
hmmmm.....what else....today i drove my amiga's rents' jaguar xj. i've never driven a jaguar before, but, wow, this thing drives like a dream. it's like driving a huge floating boat. it was so awesome, i felt like a chauefeur. except i wasnt. i have only gone to the beach once this winter break. whereareas i have gone to wal*mart six times. whats up with that? i went once at 3am, wanted to pick up a video game (i'm not a hardcore video gamer, but i love my gameboy) called "Warioware, Inc.: Mega Microgame$". It is the COOLEST video game EVER. if you have a gameboy advance or gameboy advance SP, then GET IT! if you don't have a gba or gbasp, then what the fuck is wrong with you?
anyway, i'm out...maybe ill write more later, if im bored.
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Anyway, i know a lot of cool people who have blogs, so i will defy the stereotype and join the rash of cool people who have written in their blogs. don't refer to this website frequently, however. i will not be updating it alot, if ever. i'm not the blog type. anyway, i'm wide awake. it's 02.47 be 'illin (that's am for you non-miami talk people; and for future cultural reference, pm is referred to as "be chillin'" in mia-talk) and im not tired. you know why? i woke up at around 1 be chillin' (notice where the am/pm desginations come from: after noon, one is supposed to be chillin', as in awake, while in the am, they be 'illin, as in sleeping). and how is that you ask? well, naturally, its the holidays, so the in-house help is off. of course, being the holidays, my dad is at the racetrack watching his horses run, my mother is shopping, my brother, being self-sufficent, is out somewhere. now, i ask, how the@#&^ am I supposed to wake up? I'm not a responsible person. I am the kid who is used to having his maid wake him up with breakfeast in bed at whatever time I ask for (and yes, I am a spoiled little brat, but at least I know it). not today. nope. so i overslept and now i cant sleep. not cool! which will lead to more oversleeping tomorrow! grrrrr!!! anyway, its chrismakah time at the herzberg-arielas residence. which means lots of presents. so far, i have not been disssapointed with my assortment of gifts, so its all good. and i've evenly disperssed opening what seems the "cool" gifts from the "average" gifts. as a younger lad, i would open the cool gifts in descending order until the 8th night of chrismakah sucked. of course, i'm more mature now and keep an element of surprise in my life. what else is new? i've been going to debutante parties...too many of them. if the idea of socializing at fancy cocktails and black-tie parties dressed in suits and tuxedos night-after-night doesn't fancy you, then you would hate it. however, unlike the girl i am escorting, i actually enjoy the socialzing. i've met some really cool people through it, i guess thats the point though. for those unfamililar with the whole debutatnte thing:
a girl needs to "come out" to high society. okay, they don't need to, its just another way to throw out excess income. anyway, so there are debutante societs in major cities around the world. it is especially big in los angeles, miami, new york city, washingon, d.c., detroit, and dallas. also huge in paris, johannesburg, and london. a girl can do it any year, in any city, as often as she wants, but it is tradition to do it in the city you live in during your first year of college (though one girl this year came out in new york city last year and this year will come out in miami). the girls parents (and, in some cases, the girl's escort's parents) throw these huge and elaborate parties. the girl i am escorting through the most amazing party. it was truly amazing and spectacular. they all lead up to the "big day", which in miami's society is always 28 december, in which a country club full of people gather to welcome these girls and thier escorts into miami's high society. personally, i can think of better things to spend roughly $35,000 on, but while i say that, if i have a daughter, she most likely will also be thrown a coming out (especially since my mom would have it no other way). anyway, the big party on the 28th isnt all that exciting, but the debs (there are six this year) have some wicked after party plans involving v.i.p lounges, eggs, and limos.
hmmmm.....what else....today i drove my amiga's rents' jaguar xj. i've never driven a jaguar before, but, wow, this thing drives like a dream. it's like driving a huge floating boat. it was so awesome, i felt like a chauefeur. except i wasnt. i have only gone to the beach once this winter break. whereareas i have gone to wal*mart six times. whats up with that? i went once at 3am, wanted to pick up a video game (i'm not a hardcore video gamer, but i love my gameboy) called "Warioware, Inc.: Mega Microgame$". It is the COOLEST video game EVER. if you have a gameboy advance or gameboy advance SP, then GET IT! if you don't have a gba or gbasp, then what the fuck is wrong with you?
anyway, i'm out...maybe ill write more later, if im bored.
