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| a huge tragety... hit and runs sux.... |
| 05.10.04 (12:38 am) [edit] |
i know we all could of done something different and it wouldn't of happen... but it did happen... and there's nothing i could do to bring her back.....
today about 9.30 am i heard a wierd noise woke me up... all i could here were a grip of dogs barking and crying, the entire neighborhood of dogs were making noise... i went outside and i saw my sister running in... she was pointing behind me and she screamed... "she got hit"... i looked over and my puppy was lying on the floor twitching... she wasn't making a noise or moving much... i didn't know what to do... i really couldn't do anything... i started talking to her... then she stopped breathing...
i closed her eyes and lifted her head... a huge blood clot came out of her mouth... it was an accident i guess... my sister forgot to close the door and she came out... my sister has a small chihuaua and my dog chassed after her as my sister crossed the street... she was just to slow... a red pathfinder ran her over... she ran and only made it to my door step... i was so fucken mad... i took off in my sol looking for the truck with a baseball bat and a wooden practice sword... but i didn't find the truck...
we called the seaaca, and they picked her up... i couldn't believe what just happened... she was about 5-6 months old... she had a wonderfull personality... every morning she would run into my room and wake me up with kisses and a couple of bites here and there... i miss her so bad...
Roberto Sabino Garcia de Rodrigues... also known as "Bobbie".... rest in piece... i will see you again before i die...
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after the word went out, this lady that i hate and my sisters talk to told my sister that these people that she knows would give me another pit bull puppie if i wanted it... she said that they were blue nose pits... WOW!!!... a free blue nose pit... so i get there, and none of the puppies were blues... but they were super adorable... the mother was a black and white red-nose... she was nice... then they showed me the father... he was a huge beutifull full blooded blue nose pit bull... so then i got excited... i got another girl, she is not blue or gray... she is chocolate coloured... she was not the pick of the crop, but she has a brownish gray nose... that means that she is more blue than red... so her kids should come out blues...
so i take her home, and everyone was happy again... my other pit buddha was all sad, he didn't want to eat or do anything... but when he saw the new puppie he got all happy... my sisters and everyone were excited for the new puppie... but i still miss my bobbie...
i don't have pics of the new puppie... my digital cam was stollen... i'll try to get pics later... she's four weeks old... her mother didn't want to feed her anymore... i will find the person that ran bobbie over... i will have my revenge... maybe she sensed it... all this week she was depressed, and didn't want to play... maybe she knew... i don't know... oh well i guess...
now i got to think of a new name for my new puppie... i want to give her a boy name like bobbie... i was thinking about sabino... or joseph... so i can call her joey... that would be pimp... but i don't know...
well... i'm tired... klik on those links and look at my bobbie... pray for her, even though i don't believe in praying...
good nite...
gumbii......
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| what a long fucked up day... ¿how about, 50 bobs...? |
| 05.08.04 (1:47 am) [edit] |
alot of drama...??? i think not... i just did alot of stuff today... ¿how awesome am i...?
okay... let me talk about my day today... i woke up today... early... like at seven AM... so yeah... i got ready... i left to the bank like at 9.30... i get there... i got my income tax check... so i get inline... i get to the window, i scaned my ATM card, and they guy told me that my account was clossed... WTF!!!...??? i guess becouse i haven't used my atm card inlike four months... so he told me to sign my name on that paper, and talk to the guys that aren't behind the glass... okay... so he activates it... then he turns my account into a student account... pretty cool... free checking account for like five years... awesomeness for me...
then he starts saying that i wont be able two get the money out after i deposit it... WTF...??? what the fuck was he talking about...¿¿¿ so i go to a window, and deposit a bill... take the rest out and leave the bank... so i bust a couple of turns, and go to the insurance place... i asked them for a copy of my insurance card... actually, i asked for new insurance cards becouse my sister's are incredibly stupid and lost the ones that i had... so yeah.. i get there and ask them... they ask me what car it is... i say it's the honda... they ask me what name do i want them in... i told them just change the C into a G... so she leaves... i'm waiting there and it feels like an eternety...
she comes back with this paper... WTF...??? she says... i made you a extra copy... i wanted the fucken cards, not a print out... fuck it... then i looked at them, and she didn't even change the name... what a fucken biatch... oh well... i like them though... and they allready know me... i used to go in like every three months becouse they would send us the insurance cards like a month late... fucken ass holes... but they did back me up sick when i crashed... they defended me like whoa...
so i leave the insurance place... i head on down to the DMV... oh my god i hate the fucken DMV... i go to the main line... i told the bitch that i wanted to pay my tags, but i didn't have a bill or whatever... i handed her the registration, she typed it in and bushed print... she gave me three papers... ones a bill for a stupid ticket my sister should of sent out... and another is the bill that i need to pay to get my tags... i had to pay 284 fucken bucks... can you believe that... and it was all my stupid sister's fault... i got a stupid street sweeper ticket for 18 bucks... i got the money order and stuffed it into a envolope, and handed it to my stupid sister... and she nevAr sent it out... biaiiiitch...
so i go up to this new line they just opened up... when i get to the girl she goes... do you have a check or money order with that amount... i'm like... can't i just pay cash...??? she's like.... no... you can't... since when...?? what a bitch... so i walk my fat ass all the way to the post office... it's not that far... but still... me walk...¿¿ whatever... so i go to the post office... oh my god... there was a huge line... and the lady right before me was so stupid... man i hate stupid people in public places... she took forever looking for a stupid application for a p.o. box... dammit bitch, move out the way...
so i get the money order for 284... and walk my fat ass back to the DMV... get back inline, and give that bitch the fucken money order... she gave me a one month pass and told me to bring it back with my test only shit... oh fuck... test only smog... oh no!!!... my car will nevAr pass that shit... i don't know what i'm going to do... but anyways... at least i could drive my car... yay... about time...
so i go to try to smog my shit... you know... underground style... and no one wants to do it... assholes... i'm going to go with my friend this week... but he's going to charge like 150... dammit... oh well... it has to be done...
well i'm tired... i'm going to go to sleep now... goodnite...
gumbii.........
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| pinches balasos compa... just another drive-by.... |
| 05.06.04 (12:06 am) [edit] |
drive-by's, and coloring books... just another day in bell gardens... oh well... i hope it's nobody i know... que sera, sera.....
let's talk about ten minutes ago... there were about two loud ass mother-fucking gunshots... sounded like a shot gun to me... if it was a normal hand gun or something... it wouldn't of made a cracking noise after the shot sound... then... a moment later... i was inside... jose and agui were outside of agui's house... and i heard them run in... there was a black cadalac going at full speed... that shit even chirped in second... he had his high beams on... after he passed, a second car came pulling by... it was like an older prelude... they had thier lights off... he almost lost control... but he wasn't going as fast as the cadilac... that shit was screaming...
i went to mag's window, jose and agui were coming out from the back... i asked them if they were okay... and if they saw... and like always... ten minutes later a couple of squad cars passed by, along with the fire department and ambulance... it's been a wile that there hasn't been a drive by around here... but the wierd thing is that there were two different shootings today... and they were both really close... the one that was earlier sounded like a block away... it was possibly a 45 or something... oh well... i hope it's no one i know...
yes... i live in the ghetto... then i went outside with jose... he was coming over becouse we have to do this assignment for school... we hurried up inside the house becouse there was a cop passing by... and i didn't want him to see us and ask questions 'n stuff... fuck that shit... fuck that... i'm not going to waste my time talking to a pig... they blocked off the street... the block starts like four houses away... ha... it's been a wile since they'd done that... i don't think that they'd is a word... whatever...
it's been almost a year since they block the street... since mag got shot... yeah... a year... i'll find out by tomorrow who got shot, or who they shot at... i'm going to fix mag's friend's car, and she will know... i don't know how people drive with thier car's all fucked up... her back lights don't work... so i'm going to check out all of her wireing and stuff... it's been like that since she crashed it... like alot of times... ha... women... they shouldn't even touch cars... sux to be a girl...
yesterday my sister got my nephew a hot wheels coloring book... man... i was stuck on that mother fucken book for about four hours straight... i couldn't believe how good i was coloring... i haven't colored in like... so many years... i forgot how relaxing and fun it was... yeah... four hours later... and i only colored three damn pages... but they were highly detailed... the cars had two and three stage paint jobs... yes... i'm that insane...
so i'm dropping psychology... i so failed... there was a huge argument in class today... and like always, i was right... people were saying that they could get thier AA degree with a "D" in psychology... but i knew that you couldn't... you had to pass with a "C"... so like an hour later someone asked the teacher, and he said that you can't graduate with a "D"... so alot of us are going to drop that class... like 20% of the class will drop it... that's comedy... but no one in class was taking it seriously... and thats what we get... i'll probably take it in summer, or like in a normal eighteen week class... like once a day or something...
school is pretty pimp... if you are in highschool, or just doing nothing... i say everyone should try to go to college... at least try... and they should go at thier own pace too... i'm being forced ahead with short compact classes... it's really difficult... but i'll bust it threw in the end... i can't wait... i just need to get sponsored stat...
i got to go... jose is doing all of the work and i still have alot to do... home work is pretty pimp... i like doing it... it makes me feel good and it reminds me of what i'm doing, and what i'm doing it for...
once again i want to thank Carla for making me go back to school... i don't know what i would of been doing if i didn't start this school program... thank you carla, and anyone else supporting me....
as for me... i'm off... good night.......
gumbii.......
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| pinche raterro... ¿¿que me dejiste cabron..?? |
| 05.05.04 (12:03 am) [edit] |
i really want to talk about stealling, and some other kind of fun incriminalizing stuff...
i got this message from some guy named newbie... i hate this newbie guy... he's always wanting to be my friend... anyways... he made a coment on my recent blog post... i don't really care... but he brought up some questions that i've been wanting to get to, but i just don't have an excuse to address them with... well... here's the coment he left me...
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dear friend,
i really think piercings are trash.
you are so lost. i feel for you.
is this the result of two decades of bad desensitising media?
when i was a kid nobody, ugh, felt the need to disfigure their body to impress their five friends who really are not their friends.
i care about you for one reason, you are from my country and i know where i come from and i care about my own people. this is what i call sovreignty - knowing where you come from and belonging. good luck.
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okay... first of all... piercing is so much not trash... it is a way of life... like the tattoo'd freaks on bikes, and the pot smoking yellow hippies from the sixties... i don't know how people get into it... but they just end up there... i'm pretty sure that there is a psychological explanation for it... but i really really don't care... maybe frued know's... but i just don't care...
i am so not lost... i know esacly what i'm doing... i think before i speak and type... i know what people, and how people will react from this blog... so i don't say anything by accidental... i am always one step before others... in arguments, and conversations... and i do have a plan... i know everything that i am doing... and i understand all of the concequences that will happen by the decisions i make... so i am not lost... i'm just always occupied, and love doing different stuff... why do i have to be like everybody else...??¿¿
¿bad desensitising media?.... hmm... i don't think so... i don't think i grew up with the television or fades... i probably got desensitized by all kinds of harsh and life changing events that have happened in my life... from the death of my mom, my friends, family members, pets, thinks that i've killed... and don't forget all kinds of other shit that have happened around my pad... like the blastings, drive-by's, crime, drug addicts, and gangsters... so i don't think media has anything to do with the way i turned out... i learned alot from television... i always liked watching discovery and stuff... animals rock... especially when they are getting killed or eaten...
hmm... i didn't dis-figure my face becouse every one else was doing it... i used it as some kind of release that i don't even understand... and i took it to the extreme... i did the full stretching and other multiple piercings... the kid that i pierced the other day did it becouse it is "cool"... but not me... i did the complete opposite... nobody was into body piercing, but i was... it was also all about the music, and boredom...
you shouldn't open your mouth unless you know where i'm coming from... you don't know what kind of environment i live in... so don't compare me to you if i am an iguana, and you are a piece of lettuce... at least you asked questions instead of just talking shit... but still... and you said that you don't care about the people in you're country... that is so damn wrong... i'm all about my city, and my country... especially my race and neighborhood... this website is called the "scout ave" daily... that's the street i live in... i always represent my street and my city... my profile on every web board has my city on it...
okay... now on to my normal un-necessary ranting and blogging...
man... today was the first time i've evAr worn white shoes in my life... until today... oh my god... they bugged the crap out of me... since the moment i got out of jose's car... damn... that was all i could see... every step i took i would have a short anoying glance at a size ten and a half white kick... i couldn't stand it... i also couldn't ignore them... but they are so pimp...
another thing i wanted to saw is how i'm doing in class... so far i got a B in health, a B in auto electrical, and i'm guessing a D or an F in psychology... most likely i'm going to drop that class... but i won't find out untill tomorrow... i got to have a talk with her... i don't htink i will probably end up with an A in auto... just like i did last time... mr Taylor told me the week before the class ended that i had a C... and when my grade came it said that i had an A... but mr Aragon is more strict... it's all good... becouse i'm still have a higher grade than the bunch that i kick it with... there are only two other people that have a higher grade than me... one had that class before... and the other one is asian...
well... i'm leaving... i'm going to sleep... becouse i hate waking up in the morning...
gumbii.......
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| damn dikes... high school is for losers... glad they didn't want me... |
| 05.03.04 (1:27 am) [edit] |
wow... today i saw my homegirl that i've haven't seen for like... um... seven six years... since high school... well.. maybe not that long...
i was kicking it with niger and his brother... niger wanted to get his lip pierced... and i did... that went really well... i haven't pierced in like five or six months... but it's not like i get rusty or anything... i guess it's like riding a bike... i'll never forget... but anyways... they got themselves a hookah... they wanted to bum some tobacco off of me... but i don't have that much... i got to start smoking that shit again... but i just don't see myself doing it anymore... i guess becouse of school and all... oh well...
talking about school... i just saw my homegirl dalila today... i haven't seen her for like three years... i saw her coming and i got all happy... i couldn't believe it... damn it felt good seeing her again... it's like... alot of my friends from highschool don't even try to keep in touch, even if they live a couple of blocks away... that really really sux... but not dali... she moved to pico rivera, and she still came all the way to BG to visit me... aww... i always sit down and remember everyone... i have a photo album of alot of us... but i don't see any of them... oh well... at least she remembered me...
so she came by today... i find out that she has a boy friend that she's been with for like three years... and a baby boy... i was like... Oh My God!!!... you have a child... like you were pregnant...?? i can't imagine her being preggo... i thought she was teh fay... a lesbian... i knew she had girlfriends... i thought she would never get a boyfriend... she told me once that she never wanted to be with a guy... dammit... and now she's a mother... i still can't believe she came...
she has been going around looking for all of us... she just say eitel, and lex... well... i don't know about lex... i'll tell him that she was looking for him... oh... and she invited me to a kick back at her pad this saturday... i wonder how i'm going to get there... i probably wont go... i really want to... i want to go to see all of the old guys... especially eitel... me and him were super close... i mean super close... like... unconfortably close... i think he liked me... but i wasn't interested... man he was kind of cute too...
i remember i used to kick it with this guy named... i forgot... but he looked like a gangster... he was gay... and he used to like me... and man he was like super hot... but i wasn't about that stuff... plus i had a hoe back then too... oh... i think his name was crow... i remember he was crying to me... that he was depressed becouse his mom was sick... we were at ford park by ourselves at the thinking spot... he told me that he loved me... then i said that i will never forget him, and we will be friends forever... oh well... he ended up going to jail... and i've never seen him since... i heard that he got with eitel's brother...
but oh well... i'll see them this saturday... alot of them have kids now... thats kind of wierd... sux to be them...
well... i'm tired right now...
good nite...
gumbii......
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| oh my god... i forgot about this place.... |
| 05.02.04 (12:39 am) [edit] |
damn... i'm lagging again... i hate doing this... i wish i had all of the time in the world... i've been lagging alot of crap... sux to be me right now...
but it's all good... except for today... my dad had to drop by today... fucken asshole... only one good thing came out from this... he went to talk to the guy that is making the gate... the ass-hat said that he will come by this monday and finish it by tuesday... he better... or his fucken fat wet-back ass is mine... yes i can say wet-back... i'm mexican... yes... mexicans do go on the internet... we don't over-populate it like the rednecks and nips...
anyways... my dad came today out of nowhere... supposedly he has to pay some kind of bill... of course that ass was just talking smack the whole day... but it's all good... he's still my dad... but i would of just liked it better if he came in the week or something... why on a saturday... we were supposed to drink today... oh well... we drank last night... alot of us were drinking... burro, jose, potatoe, pelon, gumby with the Y, danny, and me... danny, gumby, and burro got fucked up... we went to the park and attacked the swings... danny reminded burro about when they were in school, and they used to do back flips on the swings...
so we go to the swings... as soon as danny picked up speed and hieght... he leaned back and did a back flip... like 9 feet in the air... and he landed on his feat... it was so funny... i've never seen anything like that... we started busting up... then we made gabriel jump off the swing and he ate it so sick... he landed on his knees and onto his face... he got all wet... it was hillarious... then after danny started doing all kinds of flips... burro tried to jump off of the swing again... he almost made it... but he landed on his phone, and fell back... he rolled over himself... that was the shit... so he got all wet, then he walked home... after he left i left... he wasn't doing trix anymore... so i split... i went to sleep quick...
i'm dead tired... i would talk more... but i'm going to sleep... i'll make it up tomarrow...
okay... i just adopted a duck... his name is pinche pato... that means fucken duck in spanish... he's pretty pimp... i made him brown like me... actually dark brown... yeah... thats how dark i could be at sometimes... but i'm still brown... my friends call me teh pinche pato... but my duck is awesome... he says "whats up esse¿"... at least to me he does... i just got it off some one else's blog... i don't know who's right now... i think it was dale... he had a dog named bruno... check him out... http://dale.tblog.com ... awesomeness...
south park owns all.......
gumbii.......
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here's a cute lil' bagpiper scotish fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus!
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