My roommate's boyfriend apologized to him with a...
jealous i am.
Why do people even like my alter ego? He's kind of...
Kara: Sex isn't the only thing.
Santos: Bullshit! Sex is one of the only things that matter.
Kara: Don't say that.
Santos: What else is there to life but ass, money, and weed?
Kara: That's horrible!
Santos: Oh, wait. I'm sorry. That's insensitive. Also, there's beer.
I’ll miss the hill when I move, but I can totally dig the chillness that is Olympia.
our alter egos (Santos and Zoey) are kind of...
Santos: Hey, do you have a lighter?
Cutie: Yeah, here you go.
Santos: Thanks, how's it going?
Cutie: It's cool. It's a good party.
Zoey: So, my friend Santos and I are having a competition to see which of us is the best kisser. Will you be our judge?
Cutie: Uh, I'm not gay.
Santos: Oh. I'll find another lighter, then. *hands lighter back*
I think this guy had a crush on Xander Santos last...
Yesterday, at this party, I used my fake name.
So now there’s this guy named Xander Santos, who has my face, but a whole different life story and a different personality and even a different age. And he’s more popular than my real identity here. So, when I start school, my friends will know Sonny, but all my new friends and people at their parties will know Santos.
i am weak when i am drunk.
Me: What's that guy's name again?
Cute guy: That's *****. Why? Do you think he's cute?
Me: No, I just forgot his name.
Cute guy: Nah, you think he's cute, huh?
Me: You know, just because I'm gay doesn't mean I like every guy.
Cute guy: Okay, but do you think I'm cute?
Me: .... *nods and melts*
Cute guy: Haha, cool. *wink*
I'm young, pretty, successful, and I have a big...
I’m going to go out tonight with my girls and I’m getting drunk and fuck you I don’t care anyway, I never did, because all I care about is fucking bitches and getting money and why’d you tell me you want me if you didn’t and it doesn’t matter anyways, whatever, but this post should be in all caps.
I don't pretend to understand art.
Just politics, philosophy, and food.
Oh, you are sixteen years old well then please...
Me: Jintana says if you don't want to keep our new dog, she'll take him and keep him at her boyfriend's house.
My mom: No, he'll beat him like he beats Jintana!!
My sister has friends who have been in threesomes,...
My sister and her friends haven’t even started high school yet. I am sad for them.
No homo - Oh, wait. Yes homo. Lots of it, please.– Aaron
Just read an interesting article on PubliCola with...
It reminded me that streets are made for pedestrians. We have crosswalks and sidewalks and all that because, basically, drivers were being jerks. They still kind of are.
I’ve had some heavy questions lately. What does it even mean to be Asian American anymore? Do we have any shared values? Anything holding us together? Is there still a community to seek part in? Is there space in it for LGBTQs? Maybe I need to sleep more and contemplate hierarchical constructs less.
"I was just at a luncheon with Barack Obama"...
Seattle looks beautiful! I just want to take a stroll… but secret service...– Barack Obama
Currently at a presidential luncheon.
In the room with President Obama, Governor Gregoire, Senator Murray, and a few hundred of Seattle’s most important people. In particular, I’m sitting at a table with the vice-chairman of the tribe that the Twilight wolf-pack is from. To quote him: “Hi, my name is Lonny. You know Forks, where they do the Twilight thing? We’re that tribe next to them with the wolves.”
He's Not a Boy - The Like
He’s not a boy that you can change, Nor should you want to. He’s not a boy that you contain, Don’t let it taunt you. Don’t even try to run away, He wouldn’t stop you. He’s not a boy that you can change, I know you want to.
Me: I'm going to this pretty exclusive event to see Obama and Patty Murray tomorrow.
Maxine: Jintana and me are going to go shopping. Are you sure you'd rather see Obama?
Me: ... tempting.
Maxine: No, seriously, do you want to come with us?
FLIP CUP > BEER PONG.
"I LOVE LOCAL MUSICKS, YO! MAINSTREAM IS TEH...
I LOVE TEH HIPHOPS ESPESHALLY. I LIKES TEH BLUE SCHOLARS AND MACKLEMORE. BUT THATS ALL THAT I KNO. Pet peeve: People who want to pretend they’re totally anti-conformist, but listen to the most common local music. The Scholars and Macklemore are great, but you shouldn’t act like a music junkie if those are the only local hip hop acts you can think of.
I remember at the Beyonce concert like last year
Beyonce sang Bootylicious, and she started it with “Kelly, can you handle this? Michelle, can you handle this?” And I thought they were gonna surprise us and come out onto the stage, but no. They didn’t. It was really kind of awkward. Like, Beyonce, they’re not there. Who are you talking to?
postmarked replied to your chat: FIRST THE BONFIRE REUNION THINKS I’M AN ALCHY AND NOW THIS! Is this my Naomi? This sounds like something she would say. haha, indeed it is.
FIRST THE BONFIRE REUNION THINKS I'M AN ALCHY AND...
Me: It's a a very humble abode, but big enough for a small gathering of friends and some intense beer pong and crazy baking.
Naomi: Well i gotta be honest with you, I don't do drugs.
Me: We don't either.
Naomi: Oh, I thought by "baking..."
Me: ... like brownies, and cookies and maybe a pie or two.
I GOT A DEAF POSSE, YOU GOT A BUNCH OF DUDES! I’LL SIT RIGHT DOWN ON YOUR...– Natalie Portman
Katy Perry? Isn’t she like Zooey Deschanel’s ugly cousin or...
At the bonfire today
Someone: Hey, there's a bottle of wine or something here.
Someone else: Oh. Where's Sonny? Give it to him!
Me: First of all, fuck you. Second of all, thank you.
Why do I have this reputation?!
Can I get a ticket for biking under the influence?
What about Tumblring while biking?
Another Pro-Tip for Seattle Living
An umbrella is a dead giveaway that you’re not a real Seattlite. Invest in a Northface or Helly Hansen jacket for those legit Jet City points.
The name on everybody's lips is gonna be Sonny!
The guy raking in all the chips is gonna be Sonny!
When we got to the park, we looked in our bag of...
Free salmon. Fuck yeah.
Writing a screenplay
A lot of people are really excited that science is getting closer and closer to proving that sexuality is biological. I guess that’s sort of cool, but I feel like nobody looks further down the line. As soon as they’re sure that it’s biological and what exactly causes it, then they’ll start working on finding a cure. And as much as we’d like to think that people...
Pro-Tip for Seattle Living
Always wear a convertible outfit. The weather when you leave the house is almost certainly not going to be the weather when you reach your destination.
The other day, this woman stopped on the sidewalk next to me and Savoy as we smoked our cigarettes. She looked at me and I thought she would ask me for change, for a cigarette, or for some food. Instead, she looked me straight in the eye, taking off her glasses, and asked me a question. “Have you ever been in love?” And I answered yes, I have. And that started the half hour...
This is me, awake at 3:52 in the morning watching reruns and hanging out on social networking sites while everyone else in the world asleep. This is me. This is always me.
My Friends and I Live in a Musical Pt.2
Me: I met a guy yesterday.
Savoy: Tell me more! Tell me more! Like does he have a car?
LET IT BE KNOWN AND RECORDED IN HISTORY THAT...
That is all.
I was thinking, is there a way I can fulfill my dream and be a teacher, and still live the glamorous celebrity lifestyle I dreamed of as a little black girl growing up in the Brewster Projects of Detroit? Answer: No. I mean, yeah, I can live vicariously through the fame of my friends. I know a lot of my friends are going to make it big in the art scenes they’re heading for. I’ve got...
Make-Up, Not War!
Wake up in the morning feeling like...
FUCK THE BLUE ANGELS FLYING LIKE RIGHT THE FUCK OVER MY HOUSE. FUCK LAKE WASHINGTON. FUCK FUCK FUCK I WANTED TO SLEEP. Loudest fucking airplanes in existence and it might’ve well have crashed into my living room with all the noise it was making.
We were on our way to the gay club, found out tonight WASN’T an 18+ night, met with some straight guys who wanted to got o a straight 18+ club, found out it was gay night, and got four numbers. Tonight = good night.
My friends and I have decided that life is a...
Me: I wish life were a musical.
Gabe: Fol-de-rol and Fiddle-dee! Fiddle-dee-faddle-dee-foddle. All the wishes in the world are poppycock and twoddle!
Me: ... Excuse me?
Me: Oh! Uhm, I never dreamed -
Gabe: Fol-de-rol and fiddle-dee! Fiddle-dee-faddle-dee-foodle! All the dreamers in the world are dizzy and the noodle!
Stranger: That's terrible!
Gabe: Hey, you try and come up with a rhyme on the spot like that!
Me: No, he means what you said about dreamers! Why shouldn't I dream that life were a musical?
Gabe: Because, Sonny, think about it.
Me: Yeah, it's impossible.
Gabe: Impossible, for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage. Impossible! For a plain country bumpkin and a prince to join in marriage!
One day, my stepcousin was talking to me about...
and she said “Remember, blood is thicker than water!” And I was like “Yeah, interesting fact, but you’re my stepcousin. We’re not blood-related…” Not to mention the fact that my mom had recently divorced her uncle, making us not even stepcousins, but ex-stepcousins. Or just friends. Whatever. There’s your random story of the day.