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downeghettocutie
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Location: California, United States
Birthday: 5/8/1978
Gender: Female
Interests: chillen with my sisters, chillen with my girlfriend, partying, dancing, and eating
Expertise: making jokes, hugging, laughing, eating, and sleeping
Occupation: Student
Industry: Media
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Member Since:
8/2/2002
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| wow, it's been 1102 days since i've joined xanga... shit, that's a really long time.
well, i just used the automator (a new app in tiger) to downsize all my images and rename them so here we go...
we flew on to cancun on saturday morning at 8:30 am, so we had to get to the aiport super early. little did we know that united airlines didn't open until 7, so it really didn't matter anyway.
we finally arrived in cancun after 5+ hours on the plane... reading, sleeping, listening to my iPod, sleeping. then we had to stand in line for 2 hours cuz of immigration and to get my first stamp in my passport. i'm hoping to add more someday.
after that we spoke with some guy about our plans in cancun. he hooked us up with some free breakfast the next morning... but of course nothing is free. after that we finally headed to our hotel.
view from our hotel room
seemed like my parents went all out for this one. damn, we had a tight ass view of the beach. it was beautiful.
we went "swimming" after settling in. none of us know how to swim except for my dad. but no worries, it didn't stop us from spending most of the week in the water.
me, my sisters and our mommy
our daddy, me and my sisters
the next day we went to the "free" breakfast. a shuttle picked us up and we went to the mayan palace. well, basically it was a presentation of a time share. it was slightly different though and if i had the money right now i'd totally buy one.
i say the breakfast wasn't free cuz we had to sit and listen to this guy pitch his sale for about 4 hours! omg... my sisters and i were saying that the guy was lucky that he was good looking cuz i think we'd be even more pissed and irritated.
well, we didn't end up doing much the rest of the day. | | |
| i'm moving...
i guess fozzie is back and the downeghettocutie is audi 5000, yo.
here's my new xanga addy...
fozziegrrl
visit me and drop me a line...
good bye downeghettocutie... | | |
| school's a bitch and now i have no time for xanga.... | | |
| hmmm... i guess that's what i get when i come to class 2 hours late. the teacher was leaving as i got here. i don't think we learned anything new tho... but the damn storm made me wanna stay in bed with monkey all morning!!!
i guess i'll leave now and see wassup with sarah. all these xanga entries she's putting in code got me wondering what's going on with her.
last night over the radio the DJ asked this question: if you could be the opposite sex for an hour, what would you do?
after thinking about this question for a couple of mintues... i thought, if i had an hour, i would try to get my girlfriend pregnant. that is my dearest wish right now... i wish that we could have a baby. one of our own... out of the love we have. but right now that's not physically possible and it kills me. i just wish that there was a way...
what would you do? | | |
| have you heard of the quarter-life crisis? to save you from having to click on the link, i'm just going to give you a lil jist of what it's about...
it's that point in our lives when we graduate college and don't know where we're going or what we're doing next... ya know, the shit i keep complaining about.
so yeah, i'm just stressing myself out everyday. monkey says that there's no use in stressin, but i have to stress out in order for me to do my shit. does that make sense? enough about this shit....
last night me and monkey watched a "documentary" called the love machine. it was pretty funny... but i put documentary in quotes because at the end we realized that it wasn't even a documentary! it was kinda like blair witch... ya know, how everyone thought it was real. it was about people who were part of a website and put up profiles of their sex lives. they all did it anonymously, but the director found them and called them out on it. it was so funny! makes you think about who's reading your shit out there.
well, i really should pay attention to the teacher now... | | |
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