http://m.flickr.com/#/photos/26133116@N03/4144231133/ Jade Ariane De La O

same thing, different day. this is how it is: good for 2 months, horrible to 3 weeks. it sucks that i have so much love for someone so inconsiderate. and it also sucks that i can't force myself to be nice all the time like he wants. let me tell you something, the world is not a nice place and neither am i. we can all pretend, but in reality the truth always comes out. atleast i am always myself.

being real.... real full of myself.

bitch, i'm worth way more.

love my mama.

mother/daughter time.

lovelovelove

sticky icky.

Just ran a mile and now i'm waiting for my weight lifting class to start. Everyone says "you go girl!" in this class. I'm thinking i might conform &start saying it too... but only in class. ;)

womp.

The mj farewell was so depressing...

"I was trying to call you, but your call interrupted mine." UGH.

plain jane jones.

She has the moronic of beauty of youth, but she's sly.

you guys, i love aiden so much. he's my little man, my sweet pea, my aidydoo, my BAAAAABYYYY.

bitch, i can cook

edie s.

i can watch factory girl on repeat all day.

maaaaannnnn,

i just wanna have fun.
and i usually get what i want...
so, dear bf.
youre cut!


am i evil?

fergie said it best -

I be up in the gym just working on my fitness.




:P

this fool!

last night:

Joe and I made one HUGE bowl of salad, smoked a blunt, got two forks, and ate the entire salad out of one bowl... together. After dinner Joe thought it would be funny to stick his finger up my nose and I was laughing so hard that I couldn't wash the dishes without my stomache hurting. To be high and in love... still, after all these years and after my/his fuck ups. WE STILL GOT IT BABY!

ps. catch me next week saying i wanna be single. haha!

manny, WHY?

looking forward to: dodger games, ren fair (this saturday!!! i need a goblet...), marios birthday, aaand chiekos birthday at pike bar.

i start summer school in a month and i have a stupid amount of bills to pay by june. $250 for my car registration? suck a dick, dmv/america.

so.

i'm a blonde now.

Oh, little Edie.

Have you guys ever heard of the Grey Gardens Documentary? A documentary on Jackie O's aunt and cousin who went crazy in the hamptons. The mother and daughter stop leaving the house, stop cleaning and basically go schizo together. But all while speaking and acting as if they are still apart of high society. It's incredibly sad. Jessica Lang and Drew Barrymore made a movie based on the documentary and I'm telling you they did an amazing job of portraying these women. Go watch the movie and then watch the documentary and you'll see how on point and accurate everything is. I cant deicide whether or not the making of the original documentary was a mockery of them or if the directors really cared about these women. See for yourself.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xG5baCxTtgw (the original documentary, just a piece)

current read:

it's okay... so far. i haven't read the entire thing yet, so i don't want ot be too quick to judge. also, special k with strawberries paired with vanilla soy milk is divine. yes, divine. that and peanut butter and jelly with honey and some hot tea are basically what i've been surviving off of when i'm at joe's house. what is this shit? a food blog? ha! sorry. anyway, my mind is blank right now. ciao.

stop looking through my phone.

things i love:
- bloody marys (i like everything spicy, so the fact that i can have my alcohol spicy too makes me want to shed tears of joy)
- http://www.tastespotting.com/
- the food network (especially everyday italian, fuck you rachel ray!)
- oatmeal, i have the best recipe
- rereading a lot of murakami works
- having dreams about saul williams
- working hard and seeing results
- following john mayer on twitter (FAIL)

also, i'm going to have to eventually cut most (if not all) dairy products from my diet. i try to pretend that i'm not lactose intolerant so that i can eat ice cream and grilled cheese... but then i go home with a tummy ache. right now i'm trying to feel out vegan cream cheese. EH.

aidydoo.

look at aiden! he's so funny looking & cute. it's hilarious to me.

i gotta thang for words.

i finished another murakami book (south of the border, west of the sun) in less than two days. it was, eh. my favorites in order from best to whatever - 1. norwegian wood 2. the wind up bird chronicles 2. kafka on the shore. actually the last two are tied. anyway, the book i just read was interesting, deep, relatable, had lovely imagery, but nevertheless... dull. i need a book to move me, you know? inspire me. books like east of eden and 1984... i could feel in the pit of my stomache. can't just read it, i gotta feel it. anyway, enough book-talk. go watch observe and report! chieko and laughed our asses off the other night.

rolling stones.

wiiiiiiiiiiiiild horses...


love,
graceless lady.

dear baby,

things are going a little too well. i don't want to jinx myself.

los doyers.

so. who wants to go to a game next week?

...

pasadena,

aw. :)

my dad in middle school. i just realized that i look like him.

pike bar.

long beach was good to us last night.

phone camera is no comparison to my old xti.

the apple of my eye, the knife in my side, the peanut butter to my jelly, the hitler to my germany, the pounding headache above my brow - molly.

you must try the tofu tacos... if! you are fond of tofu, of course. i went with candice and jade and then came back four hours later with joe to try the burritos. greazy goodness. i'm down for a kimchi quesadilla.

little aiden. i love you but your mom's a cunt. do you want to hear the things i shout at him when i see him? it goes something like this every time: aiiidddddydoodooo!hiii chubscout. youre fat, youre fat but i love you. you look like your mom and that kind of stinks but you look like daddy too so i love you the mostest. ian and i will take good care of you and save you from becoming the tightwad that is your mother. look at your fat little feet *puts his foot in my mouth* uggh youre so cute i want to SPANK YOU. (so i do) *aiden starts to cry, ian and i laugh* this, my friends, is how it is in my family. giving too much love and then the baby leaving in tears. love it.

rasberry vodka + monsters = too drunk to fuck.

goodbye richie!

sangria + tapas for richie's going away dinner. see you in july, fag.

s.w.

and i yearn
for the strength and courage
to sucker punch moments
so that they may swell
and ripen blackened blue
like sweetest night.

i drew a blank
and i think
it may be
the best thing
i've ever drawn.






goodnight.

velvet underground

Between thought and expression lies a lifetime
Situations arise because of the weather
and no kinds of love are better than others

you already know this though.

richie and colbys party was fun. going home with joe was fun. me and ian's bday party in pasadena was fun. and spending the rest of the day in bed (exhausted) with joe was even better. feel me?

i miss my grandma.

words can never make up for what you do.

i stay in a lot now. i've worked 9 days straight so far between my two jobs. i haven't been able to read at all. i miss joe some too. i've just been... busy. and annoyed with the world. it happens.

mmm.

its a beeaaauutiful day outside. i'm drinking tea and smoking in our big backyard. goal for today: stay barefoot.

things i want:
- bike
- coachella ticket
- disneyland trip

btw, i passed my urine test!! thats another big FUCK YOU to the man. i can have my cake and eat it too, bitch.

so i weep

In my weakest moments I weep,
'Cause I like the way,
tears fit my cheek,
In my darkest moments I cry,
Oh how I love the way,
tears suit my face.

mmm i love lykke li. coachella here we come. :]

joeylove

joe surprised me with a new ds and guitar hero yesterday! i mean, like, a betsy johnson purse would've been nice too but i guess a new ds is better. haha, oh joe. he tries and i love it. i've been using ians for months so now i can finally give that back. and, uh, yeaaah... fucking shit up with yoshi, cooking mama, and the new guitar hero. sup.

22nd birthday in 2 weeks. what the fuck am i going to do? i think id rather just have a girls night, not drive, and wake up safely in my bed at 3pm the following day. down?

sometimes

when i look at old pictures i get all butt hurt and sentimental.

LOLZ

"Yeah, I know her. I was gonna fuck her but... she's too ugly." I laughed pretty hard.
In other news, instant karmas gonna get you.

Last night

my brother and I basically had the same dream. I need to research this.

Fuck:

del amo mall

bros

Down for:

GARY (who has an intense intellectual convo with a 50 +yr old man at RA? me.)

my brolo

02/08/08

It's been a year.

If I believed in God.

The concept of free will that each of us, as humans, possess has interested me a lot lately. If I was religious I would say that one of God's greatest gifts to humanity was free will. Which we can also say is one of our greatest downfalls depending on how you look at it, no?

Really though, if thou mayest then thou mayest not. We all have the choice, in all aspects of life, to say yes or say no, to admit or deny, to be good or evil (etc) to whatever/whomever may cross our paths and so forth. It's all up to you. You are in charge of your existence. Remember that.

...

right now:

ok but really though.

if you liked it then you shoulda put a ring on it.

Am I my brothers keeper?

I just finished East of Eden. I'm sad it's over. I smell a tattoo coming in on my ribs.

"Let's get it over and the door closed shut on it! Let's close it like a book and go on reading! New chapter, new life. A man will have clean hands once we get the lid slammed shut on that stinking century. Oh, but strawberries will never taste so good again and the thighs of women have lost their clutch!"

the economy is killing us.

this is unbelievably sad.
http://blogs.usatoday.com/ondeadline/2009/01/family-of-seven.html

timshel.

thou mayest.
maybe two of the most important words in history. figure it out.
life right now is insane, as usual.
sorry for being a bad friend - i have no working phone (for the next week)
and i've been laying low. mostly just reading though.
keeping my nose in a book has always kept me out of trouble.
i'll be 22 in about a month and by then, my life should
be completely back on track with school and work.
i'm soaking up my last days on winter break
but i'm anxious to get back to school.

do you want to see the world?

sup: http://www.goodreads.com/jadeariane.

See you in hell,
Jade

cochina.

Paper dreams, hoooney. . .

i need a new job. i'll never let go of the bar, i can stay with that. but i'd like something else as well. anyones job hiring? the economy is going to shit. i guess i could go back to office work... i guess i could also kill myself as well...

Lolita.

ponyboy.

"Just don't forget that some of us watch the sunset too."

state of mind(s)

camus said, "thus each of us had to be content to live only for the day, alone under the vast indifference of the sky."

reading the plague was interesting. very quotable, as a friend recently described it. true. i love what existentialism represents - pushing for the individual to create his own reality and meaning in his life, complete responsibility of their existence. maybe that wasn't a great explanation, i'm not good with words. look it up for yourself, expand your mind. idk, i don't like talking about this subject matter for fear of sounding like i don't know what i am talking about... even though i do. i can't convert the thoughts into words well. whatever, this is for me, not you.

but this is for y o u: lets start a book club! but if you suggest something unintelligent or elementary i'm kicking you the fuck out. k? so, no twighlight books or secret life of bees or basically, anything from oprahs book club (the time travellers wife is exempt because that novel was amazing). oh! and no palahniuk. but, hm, murakami is okay.

mas o menos.

So. Living with my little cousins has been interesting. I basically live in Carson too which is closer to everything I care about, including (in no particular order) friends, school, and work.

I don't speak freaky deaky deutch, perv boy

elizabeth taylor.

making up for lost time.