oh pilot can you help me.. with these snakes on a mfing plane

remix of the jack's mannequin song bruised is going to be on the snakes on a plane soundtrack. (so now everyone knows why i'm not emo anymore. joke. emo4ev) along with:
a new song by cobra starship [gabe from midtown with william from the academy is.., maja from the sounds, and travis from gym class heroes] and remixes of panic, fall out boy, etc. LET'S GET THESE TEEN HEARTS BEATING FASTER.

LOL SNAKES ON A MFING PLANE. please watch it, i promise your life will be better.

umm hi william beckett.

i'll spare yall the pete wentz photos but they're all over here on the misshapes site. [bamboozle afterparty]

cows are funny

"Another case which nicely illustrates the point is Kansas, Okla. & Gulf Ry. Co. v. Keirsey, 266 P.2d 617 (Okla 1954), in which the plaintiff's cow entered a railroad right of way and ate itself to death."

sup emo cow.
it has been called to my attention that some people don't know about this picture. so now. you get it.

snakes on a plane (bring it)

sidekicktres party photos.
can you spot paris, nicole, mischa and adam?
+10 if you can id any more starlets.

and
some of my fave band peeps. in one photo. in one music video. more here on mtv.com.

my emo heart is so happy it's going to burst.

more snakes news later.

true story.

when i was a kid, a barbie (in its packaging) fell on my head when i was in savon's-- or some comparable drugstore. i was shocked. i cried. the manager gave me the barbie doll because he felt sorry.

i should be studying.

my fake plastic love

i don't know how to blog anymore.
i suck. haha

LOL

planet law school II had a few pages on some hilar lawyer situations. (all true. btw.) so i thought i'd share.

LOGIC 101:
attorney: what happened then?
witness: he told me, he says, "i have to kill you because you can identify me."
attorney: did he kill you?

DOCTOR'S REVENGE PART I:
attorney: dr. browning, you conducted the autopsy on mark samuels?
witness: i did.
attorney: and he was dead at the time?
witness: no, you stupid asshole. he was sitting up on the table, asking me what the hell i was doing.

DOCTOR'S REVENGE PART II:
attorney: dr. gold, you say you're here to testify about the cause of mr. blake's death, correct?
witness: that's right.
attorney: but dr. gold, you did not, yourself, conduct the autopsy on mr. blake, did you?
witness: that's right.
attorney: dr. jeffries conducted the autopsy on mr. blake, didn't he?
witness: that's right.
attorney: you weren't present when dr. jeffries conducted the autopsy on mr. blake, were you?
witness: that's right.
attorney: in fact, you never even saw the body of mr. blake, did you?
witness: that's right.
attorney: and all you have are dr. jeffries's notes from that alleged autopsy, correct?
witness: that's right.
attorney: then you cannot even say for certain that mr. blake is dead, can you?
witness: that's right, counselor. i do have his brain sitting in a jar on a shelf in my office. but for all i know, the rest of him could be out practicing law somewhere.

what am i getting myself into?

so cliche it hurts

laguna long beach.

any idiot can play greek for a day, and join a sorority or write a tragedy

HOLLA.

he was like, "hey, aren't you famous? can we take a picture?" and i said "sure."
[05.20.06 uc riverside spring splash fest]

i'm addicted to words and they're useless

AUSTRALIA.PHOTOBLOG (3/14 or so)
this is one of my babies. stinky (the fairy penguin) likes to ride in style aka my coach tote. also with various refreshments-- raspberry fanta, green apple mentos, and sour variety mentos.
i photoadventured + shopped while the boys did the sydney bridge climb.
ferry. cool guy who worked at starbucks.. sitting outside having a smoke. stalker.

we will still be friends forever

graduation was this time last year. may 13th, to be exact. the elation of the day was heightened by the fact that i was going to a jm show that night with mell.
i find it interesting that graduation is called "commencement," the beginning: the act of starting something. most of us just think it's the end of college. the end of student life as we know it. no more tests! no more papers! no more grades! yesss. oh wait, going to law school. nm. but, you know. it's like the beginning of the end. post-school is when everyone gets to jump head-first into this abstract "real world" that everyone always talks about. gross. SO avoiding the real world.

anyway. i'm not so good at nostalgic blog posts. soo. here's a photo. maja from the sounds. the rest of them are over in my gallery over at forthesound.com.

ode to traffic. or not.

i don't even know why i don't walk to the gym. i live three blocks away and usually i insist on driving. just. because. the past two days, i've decided i would be dropped off, and would walk back. on my own accord. slowly. for about 7 minutes.

when you walk, things take longer. forces you to physically slow down. that light won't turn green until about 500 cars have whizzed by you, all of them seeming to be intent on blowing you over. when i finally looked around today, as i walked, there are so many things that i realized you never see if you just drive. and in la, that's all we do.

when you drive in traffic, you attempt to block out everything. except maybe the task at hand. and the music. the music always has to be on. but you won't see the little things, like the spiderwebs forming on your neighbor's gate.. or the lemon tree hanging over the sidewalk, heavy with fruit and inticing you with the sweet citrus smell (i almost stole one, but decided it would be tacky). i never realized the neighbor on the corner has a palm tree growing in front of his house.

overexposed and i love it.

maybe you can save us

i love cartel. and photoshop.

anything but ordinary

my week has been one big blur. it usually consisted of sleeping at 2am and waking up at 8am (aka iowa where the two things that did not happen were eating and sleeping).. or not falling asleep until 4:30am and waking up at 9am (once i got home to LA). needless to say, my sanity is probably not at its most stable position right now.

so that was a pretty boring post, but for those of you who know me.. it's been a pretty good week. in honor of lists, here are a few choice phrases/quotes (ps. i stole half this list from jenny, thanks): 1) "stop being superfan, mao.. NO MORE PIXXX"; 2) silverlake vs. venice. advice on not being intimidated by hipsters; 3) "i can do this, i'm good at it"; 4) SUP COURTSHIP; 5) meatsticks.. ; 6) hi-fives; 7) RUDE.

i haven't even gotten to the anaheim part yet.

sneak peek:

in other news, i've got elisa saying "sup" and "awk." it's the end of the world as we know it..

panda! at the national zoo (dc)

this is back from feb w/ angie, btw. on the way there...

duh.MOM!
DAD.let the cuteness begin. vomiting b/c of cuteness overload is completely optional. but recommended.

blogger is weird and is making the last photo really big.

me (8:34:47 PM): yeaaa let's go to the zoo! before i go to lame school
irene (8:36:13 PM): haha you are totally going to start telling people you just started 'lame school' to be a 'lamer'
me (8:37:25 PM): i should
me (8:37:26 PM): hahah
irene (8:39:20 PM): hi im mao and i'm in lame school. i'd really like to do entertainment lame.

baby panda climbs tree: when i get back.

if you could go anywhere right now, where would you go?

and would you miss me when you get there?

syn·chro·nic·i·ty (n.) pl. syn·chro·nic·i·ties
a word created by the Swiss psychologist Carl Jung to describe the alignment of "universal forces" with the life experiences of an individual. Jung believed that many experiences perceived as coincidences were not merely due to chance, but instead reflected the creation of an event or circumstance by the "co-inciding" or alignment of such forces. (thanks, wikipedia)

things happen/ or don't happen.. for a reason. had i gone to law school this past year, i wouldn't have:
1) done the whole photo thing.
2) made amazing friends who were just as insane about concerts as i am. jm whores = stds.
3) caught up with old friends.
4) traveled. period.
5) learned to enjoy the life of a lazy bum.
6) hung out with my mom so much. YA RLY my mom would def. be in my top 8. if she knew what myspace was.
basically, there's a lot more. but it's late, and i'm lame. and all this self-reflection etc. is getting tiring.

ps. started the baby panda photos (finally). so yall can stop hating me ;) hopefully, i'll be done pre-IA. sneak peek!


how cute is that panda ass.

they said we'd burn so bright, we'd burn this city and go

since this is summer is my very very last hurrah before the big l-school begins in august.. i am contemplating (seriously) the following shows:

-05.20 jm @ ucr*
-05.23 jm @ slim's in SF
-06.09 jm/oar LA*
-06.10 jm/oar SD
-06.15 warped MD
-06.?? live 105's bfd in SF
-07.06 warped SD
-07.07 warped pomona
-07.08 panic! playing summerfest in milwaukee, WI
-07.09 jm playing summerfest in milwaukee, WI
-07.11 warped ventura
-07.12 warped LA
-07.15 jm/oar chicago
-07.16 jm/oar st.louis
-08.03-08.10 warped east coastttt
*no duh, i'll be at these. hahah

and then apparently i have orientation august 14-19th ish. at which point my life.. basically ends. at least, my social life. i probably should like, pretend that i'm going to do whatever assigned reading i get. no one even likes reading.. except me.

i'm almost done reading necessary dreams. it's pretty interesting stuff.

sorry, that was a boring post. more photos soon, i promise.

pictures of success

april 3rd, jack's mannequin @ irving plaza. hanging out with east coast and middle east (haha) friends. making new friends. saving jm's tour bus' parking spot. watching gumby get pwned and feeling the rain pour down on new york city.

my photos on soco-online.net, thanks to angie!
ps. editing these photos was like giving birth. brutal. labor. of. love.
ps2. yes, this is a myspace blog dual post.

the writers weren't kidding about how all good things must end

... but the good things will live in our hearts.
wristband count: 7
favorite sounds moment: jesper singing to interpol [ventura] and/or the entire henry fonda show.
grossest moment: underwear being thrown onstage. maja: "i want some panties!" [ventura] i'm not even going to say what happened to the underwear. my blog would blush except it already is. oookay.
moment caught on video: go to irene's blog.

i'm backlogged on photos: formals (geez), pandas, australia, australia feat. rob, the sounds x 3. but hey. guess who says hi.
[One Tree Hill Friends with Benefit Tour- The Grove- march 25, 2006]

the others are here over on soco-online.net.

angie (8:04:47 PM): http://www.angelalucier.com/photos/6c.jpg
me (8:05:57 PM): ohhh
me (8:05:59 PM): where's this at?
me (8:06:06 PM): the clouds are amazing
angie (8:06:07 PM): quabbin reservoir
angie (8:06:10 PM): thanks
angie (8:06:16 PM): not that i made them
angie (8:06:19 PM): ha like i'm god

i gave my heart to rocknroll

i gave my liver too. seemed like a noble cause.

anyhow. this week is going to be all the sounds so i'll photoblog more later. umm so. i've decided that:
-i'm keeping a wristband count aka keeping them on till the end of the week. i ripped off one from boardner's/club moscow cos it was that paper kind. but i'm up to 4 if you count that.
-noting where you parked prior to leaving the car is probably a good idea.
-i love sweden?
-carson daly is seriously stalking irene and me.

[the sounds virgin megastore instore- tues. march 21, 2006]

and i need that mcr dvd.

this plane is all i've got, so keep it steady now

day one: march 9th - march 10th
14hr flight + crossing the international date line = extreme amounts of time lost on plane. watched goodnight and good luck (just bits and pieces), walk the line (inspired to check out johnny cash music now) + chicken little (inspired to never watch such a crap movie again).
i couldn't resist. the plane has a parking ticket on its windshield. (i'm kidding, yall)

the clouds were so white it was blinding.

takeoffs and landings. sydney at night.