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Apr. 23rd, 2008

I don't really think I'll be writing in here anymore. I don't feel like it anymore. So, I'll see you later.

And I got a new lj but...yea. I'm starting over. This LJ really sucks. I've had it since like...9th grade and. Man. I dunno. Bye.

Apr. 9th, 2008

I hate my new job. I want to keep it for the $$, but seriously, it's SO FUCKING BORING. :'(

Mar. 31st, 2008

So I...didn't get a cal grant. My mom makes too much money. My mom is not paying for college. So loan, here I come.

Mar. 25th, 2008

Today was awesome. Went with Linty and tried on a whole buncha wacky clothes, then went to get my eyebrow pierced. It didn't hurt at all like I thought it would, it only stung a wee bit. My mother is not pleased. Heh.

Mar. 22nd, 2008

lol

Arabs Attack Jew in NYC

Oriah Ohana, a 25-year-old Israeli rabbi from Kfar Chabad, was attacked by a group of Arab men in Brooklyn, New York City, Tuesday evening.An 18-year-old Arab man grabbed the yarmulka (kippa) off Rabbi Ohana’s head at the 4th Avenue and 9th Street train station in the Park Slope section of Brooklyn, while his friends kicked and punched the victim and screamed “Allahu Akbar” [Arabic: Allah is Great].

Rabbi Ohana chased the man who grabbed the yarmulka. The attacker ran out of the subway station and was hit by a passing car.

The attacker’s friends then beat the rabbi, claiming he was the cause of their friend’s misfortune. They escaped before police arrived – abandoning their friend, whose broken legs precluded his escape.

Police of the NYPD’s 78th Precinct are investigating the attack. According to Vos is Neias – a NY-area based Jewish news site - Police arrested the man hit by the car and requested an ambulance, but are “trying to brush off the crime as just teenagers who don’t know what ‘Allahu Akbar’ means.”

That Arabic declaration, meaning “Allah is great,” is often chanted by Muslims before or during terrorist attacks. It is also declared five times daily from muezzin as a call to prayer.

Park Slope is considered a safe and well-to-do neighborhood. It has become home to many Jews.

Blood Libel Alive and Well in Russia

Literature distributed in Novosibirsk, Russia, warned gentiles to beware of the Jews, who seek to kidnap their children before Passover in order to murder them and use their blood for matza (the unleavened bread that may only include flour and water according to Jewish law).

“Beware Russian parents,” read the pamphlets, according to Yediot Acharonot. “Keep watch over your children before the coming of April 2008, the Jewish holiday of Passover. These disgusting people still engage in ritual practice to their gods. They kidnap small children and remove some of their blood and use it to prepare their holy food. They throw the bodies out in garbage dumps.”

The “blood libel” regarding Jews and their supposed use of children’s blood for making matzas dates back to 12th century England, and has served as an excuse for anti-Jewish violence on numerous occasions since.

Jews in Novosibirsk say the pamphlets are just the tip of the iceberg, and that anti-Jewish graffiti can be seen all over the region. Just 13,000 Jews live in the Novosibirsk region, which is located in Siberia.

This Poster recetly showed up in Many Newspapers in Middle East as well as many muslim publications around the Eastern Europe.



http://newyorkbum.com/archives/49#more-49

We went to Disneyland. It was fun but would have been a lot better if my feet didn't hurt so bad. They ruined everything :'(

Mar. 8th, 2008

I've had the weirdest day today.

So...I was supposed to meet Seung in Hollywood. I...ended up taking the wrong damn bus. Anyways, I looked at this one guy who was getting off and I said, "hey...do you know where I am? Cuz I don't." So then he tried to explain it to me but he was definitely on something. When I looked closer he had a whole bunch of bruises and a bandage wrapped around his arm. I realized he was a heroin addict. Alright, that's great. I'm taking directions from a junkie. As we walked he was like "do you want me to hold your hand, cuz I'll hold your hand." I was like "okkk.." All of a sudden he started talking about how he hates black people and stuff. "They just mad cuz they ain't crackers, like us." I was just laughing (nervously) and thinking in my head, "oh my god, he's a fucking skinhead." I didn't even notice the swastika tattoo on his arm until later. His head was shaved too.

After he left I was still pretty lost, so I went up to this gangsta dude and I asked him to help me out. He said I could just follow him because he was going the same way.

So here we are, sitting on the bus. This gay guy gets on, and grabs a pole. Then he starts doing all these really sexual things, it was hilarious. He started like sticking out his butt and rotating his hips and shit. Then this other dude walks on with his headphones really loud, some rap music. The gay guy...he looked like he was positioning himself to the music. It was so fucking hilarious. All the black guys started rapping on the bus, with the guy with the headphones.

I finally found Seung and we met these two Filipino tourists who were like, "oh, you guys are so beautiful, we could set you up with some handsome Filipino men." Then they gave us their card....with a cross on it...it read, something something ministries. They started talking about Jesus and how he loves us. Then one of them proceeded to take a camera outta his bag and started taking pictures of us. I put my hood on and put my hair in my face cuz that was a little weird. They asked Seung for her email so that way they could hook her up.

At the end of the day I took a taxi home and we stopped to get gas. All of a sudden, This fat white guy starts yelling at this short black dude, and starts beating the shit out of him. He drags him around the floor, kicks him while he's on the floor, and throws punches at his face, all the while yelling all this crazy shit. I opened the door, and I was like, hey wtf are you doing man, wtf is your problem. And the white guy yelled, "come here bitch!". The guys inside the store called the police afterwards.

crappyyy video of the fight )

Feb. 23rd, 2008

I'm pretty lonely right now. Birthday tomorrow, dunno what I'm doing.

I decided I want a major in history (medieval European) and a minor in religious studies.

Feb. 13th, 2008

My Valentine Postbox

my valentine postbox )

Feb. 2nd, 2008

Went to piska's concert yesterday. There were supposed to be fifty people coming but only this one guy showed up, with his leather shoes and green stockings. It made me sad how empty it all was with all these chairs and these plates full of food there on display. That guy who gave the speech about love...he's kind of an asshole, but I felt bad that he went through all that trouble preparing a speech that nobody would listen to. I also felt bad when I asked to step outside for air but I couldn't listen to it anymore.

Also...this thing here...

http://whatikilledtoday.blogspot.com/

Jan. 27th, 2008

feb 5

So...unless you've had your head stuck up your ass this whole time, you must know that the fucking primary elections are coming up my friends.

If you guys are old enough to vote...I'll see you there man, I'll be working as a pollworker.

Jan. 25th, 2008

A woman went up to the bar in a quiet rural pub.

She gestured alluringly to the bartender who approached her immediately. She seductively signaled that he should bring his face closer to hers. As he did, she gently caressed his full beard.

"Are you the manager?" she asked, softly stroking his face with both hands.

"Actually, no," he replied.

"Can you get him for me? I need to speak to him," she said, running her hands beyond his beard and into his hair.

"I'm afraid I can't," breathed the bartender.. "Is there anything I can do?"

"Yes. I need for you to give him a message," she continued, running her forefinger across the bartender's lip and slyly popping a couple of her fingers into his mouth and allowing him to suck them gently.

"What should I tell him?" the bartender managed to say.

"Tell him," she whispered, "There's no toilet paper, hand soap, or paper
towels in the ladies room.

Jan. 16th, 2008

tough shit

Went on the courthouse trip today. It would have been more interesting if we got to see the murder trial but this group of teenagers came outta there looking at us saying, "Hey, don't go in there you guys! They're really pissed at us!" A lot of them were walking around being really loud and obnoxious and I wasn't surprised when the security guards kept eying us.

Anyways...it was me, this girl named Charlene and her friend Rigo. So we walked around, and got to sit in a domestic violence case. It's this lady who came in a wheelchair, the wife and "victim" who claimed her husband did NOT abuse her. However, her story made very little sense. She kept interrupting the judge and the prosecutor, and then, when they would tell her to calm down, she'd have this embarrassed look on her face and in a timid voice she'd reply with "sorry, I'm just very nervous." I felt kind of sorry for her and it made me feel crappy for sitting there and watching her trial like a nosy little bitch. Some of the things she said were really personal and the idiots behind us wouldn't stop laughing.

She said she was arguing with her husband over their living conditions which were atrocious, according to her. Then he went into the other room and started throwing things around and going insane, and that's about the time when she fell from her wheelchair, hit her head on something sharp, and began bleeding profusely. Her husband rushed to her side immediately and put her in the shower to try and stop the bleeding. Then the police knocked on the door.

The prosecutor then asked her if the woman remembered what she had said in her police report. The answer was no...she was intoxicated and heavily medicated (she has post-polio). Then the prosecutor asked the woman is she had remembered telling the police that she and her husband had "wrestled" before she fell. "Wrestling" turned out to be "preparing to make love." And when exactly did this "wrestling" occur? Right before he went into the other room and started acting insane. That...doesn't make much sense. Especially if they were yelling at each other like crazy beforehand.

The police report stated that glass was thrown directly at the victim. The wife later claimed that no throwing objects AT HER occurred at all.

We had to leave then, because we were running late. I hope she's not one of these ladies who's getting abused but feels like she can't do any better. Because that's exactly what it looked like.

Then we went to some kid's trial, for attempted murder. He must have been around the same age as us. His lawyer requested he be seen by a doctor for psychiatric evaluation.

Our beautiful teacher left without us and we didn't get to turn in our papers. Hopefully, she'll still accept them.

Jan. 14th, 2008

I finally found a fucking ride. It's this bitch I don't like but Greene paired us up so now I'm stuck with her. I don't think she likes me either. She had this look on her face when she found out we were paired, like I was some disgusting piece of garbage she didn't wanna go near.

I love school.

Jan. 12th, 2008

Shitcake

It's been a crap week.

First of all, schools back. That's the biggest shit ever.

I failed a test. Another a big nugget of shit.

I have to go visit Van Nuys Courthouse for an assignment for Gov. And I can't find a fucking ride. I was thinking about taking the bus but I cant find the fucking route because their website sucks dick.

Jan. 5th, 2008

yay for me

They put the picture I took in pictures of walls

Jan. 3rd, 2008

the smell

Man...

Ok, so on Dec 30th Linty, some guy and I went to The Smell and saw some bands live. We got to see Blackblack which is mostly why I went. It was really fucking awesome. They were throwing free stuff to the crowd and I got some deformed little alien.



yea, I realize they are not the best pics but w.e )

Jan. 2nd, 2008

I finally got my mutha fuckin chicken. Fuck yea.

Dec. 26th, 2007

I wanna start a band.

Dec. 25th, 2007

I spent Christmas Eve at Van's but I woke up feeling like shit. My throat hurt so fucking bad I decided I should just go home and spend Christmas in bed. I hate today.

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