I got this email on Friday:

September 26, 2003
Los Angeles Friends,

An opportunity has emerged for you to see the band play in a very intimate setting and we think it's appropriate to let you know about it. This is unique in that only the most devoted fans will be able to have the chance to be involved.

Here's how it works:
Go to KROQ.com and click on the A Perfect Circle link. For a limited time KROQ is sponsoring a special contest. From there you'll have to answer a number of questions about the band - their history, their music, their personalities. Those who answer the questions corrrectly will be entered into a drawing to be invited to a very special show with A Perfect Circle.

Hope to See You Soon,

a perfect circle

It is now 9:12 AM and Sinthya called me 8 minutes ago to tell me that she had won tickets to see APC (in LA) over the goddamned radio. Someone had called earlier this morning, but since it wasn't time for me to wake up I didn't bother. My stepdad tried to get it... he got it the second time. He raped at my door and I said, "Hold ooon." I stumble across the room. I get the phone and it's Sin.

"Cirstal, I just won tickets to see A Perfect Circle."
"WHAT?!"

And dude... I am still shaking a bit. What's so fucking cool about this concert is that it's an intimate show. That means, you have to win the tickets and Sinthya did. Well, she isn't sure how many tickets she is gonna get (it could be one for all I care), but however many they give her she's one hell of a lucky bitch. >:D

Ahh! I'm late for school now!

I haven't written much. I wasn't in the mood to spill anything that was going on, but I felt I needed to release a bit of crap.

School:

I've been slacking off... big time. Our second and final project in Flash had started two weeks ago and I haven't the slightest idea as to what I am going to do. I haven't ever started, for that matter. I have also been skipping my portfolio class (three/four weeks). I have been meeting up with a Mr. Tapia. He is helping me with "networking." I like him; he's very pleasant to talk to. I've been slacking there too, but I have made progress. He told me yesterday that I have made the most progress of all the other students that he meets with.

Speaking of yesterday. While I was in a meeting with him, Mr. Brown (my Portfolio teacher and Graphic Design Director) saw me and stood beside me giving me "the stare." It was the, "Why haven't you come around to see me" stare. I apologized over and over again. He asked me to see him after my meeting with Mr. Tapia. That didn't happen. He wasn't around when I was done so I left him a note. And today, another day of the internet being down, I did nothing in class but read, so I left an hour early to get something to eat. I had to get back to school at four for another meeting (with Mr. Tapia again), but this time it would be in a group with other students. He was going to go over interviewing skills and what not. So, I left home an hour early to see if I can catch Mr. Brown. I went by his office, but he wasn't there. I saw my note on his desk, though. So, I quickly left the second building to look for him in the first one. I wasn't really looking for him, but I did manage to find him. He was waiting to speak with another official there. So, I waited for him and we walked together back to his office. I told him what I have been doing with Mr. Tapia and gave me points for that, but I still have to do a ton of work and I only have one week to finish it in. I am supposed to graduate the 9th of October. Supposed to. *shrugs*

After that embarrassment I quickly head towards the first building (again) to get ready for my interviewing meeting. I see a couple of males there, so I make a slight turn and go into the restroom. I didn't want to go in that room. I stood in there and washed my hands a few times before I decided to get out there and get it over with. It wasn't that bad. There five males and one other female. Joy. This male that was sitting in front of me kept looking back my way and it made me feel even MORE uncomfortable than what I already was. WTF was he looking at? He ended up being my partner for some excersize that we had to do. He was alright. Had manners. Gave me a few pointers. Whatever.

Home:

Well, it's still up and down with Mother and I. She made me give myself another go at my wrist last night. Over nothing, really. I'm very sensitive because of her. Mainly because of her. My grandmother came yesterday, too. She always does when Mother's birthday comes around (which is tomorrow). I don't want to be there. I don't want to talk to her. I'll just lock myself in my room and pretend to be asleep. Plus, I have another meeting with Mr. Tapia. It's still the same shit with her and I. I can never please her.

Me:

I've slowed down a great deal, but I'll get back on my knees again. I'm never on my feet. I did this before once, but never this bad. Heh. I'll get going. I have to. She'll kill me. ;)

I was reading some of my first posts and I came across this.

I don't even remember writing that. Where did that "want" go? That day is now and I am not happy.

The Maze of Pain!

This is great. It's both genius and evil. :D

Avast ye, land lubber!

Yeah, that's right. It's talk like a pirate day. :D Enjoy!

After nine months of not buying a single CD... I finally went out there and got two of them. John Mayer's Heavier Things and A Perfect Circle's Thirtheenth Step.

I know what you're going to ask. Just don't. I will explain later. :D Frankly, I was getting anxiety and I had to go out there. I am calm now.

BTW: Oh yeah, there is only one entry, but check out my friend, Eileen's, journal. Her one post is worth a year's worth of mine.

About five days ago Blogger announced that they have given out some free stuff (because of their new host) and well... I didn't notice them. Not really. I noticed some, but I missed the one that was obvious. When I started using Blogger back in 2001 they had spell check, but took it down due to low budgets. Well... it's back! No more dictionary.com XD

Here are some of their features.

Okay, it's past an hour! You can now see the new layout for APC and the CD comes out today! :D

Oh yeah..

Happy Birthday, DeathBreed!

I came across two old schoolmates from high school today. I was walking home when I heard someone call my name and sure enough... it was some girl I knew and Ana. They had gotten back from wherever (I wasn't paying attention as they talked) and were looking for jobs and a place to live. They still look the same to me.

Oh, my mother told me they were hiring at a nearby Denny's (-_-) where two of my aunt's work at. It will only be Fri-Sun and I would be playing the shitty role of a "hostess." Right when my mother was telling me this, my father called and told me the saaaame shit. I guess that's a fucked up sign, huh? Eh.

I come to school a few minutes late thinking that class had already started, but when I get there I only see four guys in the room. I was happy about that, but before I sat in my workarea a fellow classmate looks at me and says, "It was you." Of course, being Monday, I didn't grasp what he was telling me. Well, he also talks very slow. So, after a few times he came closer and told me that there was a bomb threat this morning. That explained why there was no one in here. I mean... I am the ONLY girl to come to this class today. All the guys in class are playing Quake. Heh. I'm bored. I might as well leave early today too. I am doing shit in here. Just looking for the 11th slug. Damn that bitch. I have to rely on forums since my pea-sized brain is out of service. -_-

So, I'm going to make a note here. I am supposed to graduate on the 9th of October, but chances are that I am not. I might have to take my portfolio class over again (like I give a fuck). Who knows.

I just preordered APC's "Thirteenth Step."

Glee.

I just got an email from the APC street team listing and they sent me a link to preview the new layout for aperfectcircle.com. It's still dark, but very well done. Simplicity is best. I love sites like this. You all can't see it until the 16th of September. I mean, I can always send you the link, but... I'm not.

Yeah... I'm a big meanie.

Must... watch... badger.

"... badger, badger, badger, badger... "
"Mushroom! Mushroom!"
"... badger, badger, badger, badger... "
"A snake! A snake! Snaaaaake! SNAAAAKE! Oh it's a snaaaake!"

I have been on the net since... 10 PM. @_@ Eep.

Awwwwwww. I was listening to the radio just now and the DJ (a woman) announced that John Ritter died, but what made it sad was that she was choking up. :(

You know, when you start watching those whom you've sorta grown up with die... you start to get closer to death yourself.

3:13 AM: Okay, still listening to the radio and now the DJ mentioned that Johnny Cash has passed away as well. Jebus.

Jen TV

Deathbreed asks:

Who has heard of Jnco pants and Ecko shirts?

And you all better answer in the comments, dammit! We want to know how many have heard of it or own some of their products. :)

OxieMoron@work



Thanks to The Ozzeh.

Eh.

I had a talk with my um, with a person from the career development offices. Michael. Anyway, I was supposed to meet with him Monday, but I cancelled that and met him on Tuesday. I was also supposed to have my resume ready and such (ha, right). When I got there, I don't know how he got me to talk about it, but I told him about how I was feeling. I told him about how I've lost interest in graphics and how worried I have been with the future. We had a talk and we decided to put the traditional way of getting a job on hold and look into freelancing. I liked that better. I hate the idea of working for a company. If I am going to fail at a job... I rather yell at myself than have someone else do that and then fire me. I haven't really been doing much, anyway. I'm in a bad zone. A bit edgy.

Like right now... I want to take a shower and get ready to go to school. It's 1:00 AM and I want to take a a shower. I washed my hair twice today, too. I also want to grow my hair long, shave my head, dye it brown, but keep it red. I want to be awake and sleep at the same time. Gah. Stupid multi-tasking. It's horrible.

It's tedious work to be two (or three) people at the same time.

I am really starting to regret going to school. *pissed off*

Okay, bored again. I found this horrible looking site (layout-wise) about zits. They have popping techniques. They also have poem entries and better yet... pictures. They are a broken, though.

I reeeeally need to get out more.

I Hate Penis.

Most of my relationships have never lasted.
Men have come and gone because
All men want one thing.
Aside from sex...
They want me to take a look at their penis.
Not sure what that is about.
Must be a male thing.
I never understood it myself.
They come to me thinking
I am some easy slut.
We start dating
Then kissing
Then touching.
But then
It comes.
"Do you want to see my penis?"
"No, I don't want to see your penis."
"Why not?"
"Because... I dislike the penial area."
"Huh?"
"Sir. I am a woman of thirty-one.
I have never seen or touched a penis.
In fact... I am a virgin."
"But.."
"No buts. Now, please pull your pants
back up. I cannot bare the fact
that your penis is there."
"Bitch."

And that was after eight months of
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you."
He should have added...
"But only if you touch my penis first."

It doesn't look like a big change has been made, but believe me...

It's orange.

I bobba* Jen up.



*cr.ack

Why do people have the need to do shit like this?

This is a temp. template, but I have been working on HELPING Dante with this blog.

Muahaha. He sold his soul to the Devil and is using Blogger. Wait... he IS the devil. :l

I feel like lowering my IQ. I might buy some blonde dye and well... dye my hair lightbrown. Imma buy two bottles, just in case.

Well, I got my OxieMoron password today, but...

She's been banned. -_- Motherfucker. So yeah, I am writing another email to good ol' Habbo. Bah.

First of September!

Autumn? WAKE YOUR ASS UP AND START RAINING LEAVES!