july= party.

I think my sleep is finally regularized. Or just that I sleep at night now...well kinda. Early morning, EARLIER. Woot.

Oh yeah, so in the Philippines I got these weird ass dreams. I was reading my Philippines journal and I wrote about it haha. One dream I was making all these beds. Like obsessively, like we can't leave the house until we make the beds. So I had to, but I think I was rich. So? I dunno. Haha...and then this other dream, I dreamt my mom was pimping out my sister, and I got mad and me and my ma got in a fight and I tried to appeal to my dad that my ma was doing some bad shit, but he didn't care. So I left, packed my shit and left, went back up to the apartment. And me and Nicole got in my car and we were trying to go to someplace and I just kept driving. It was weird. When I woke up and told my sister, she was like, "How come you didn't take me?" hahaha, I know, I would have if I were awake. My bad. Dream Vanessa is a punk, I guess. Sorries. And I always had dreams about America. Like talking to folks here. Stuff like that. Weird.

Few hours ago I was helping my pops pack. Haha, it's funny, he's like totally scatterbrained. He doesn't usually do that stuff. HMM OH WAIT. IT SMELLS LIKE THE PHILIPPINES. WTF? SMELLS LIKE BURNING...WTF? Uh ok, so I'll continue? Anyways, he kept saying that next time we go on a vacation we all go together. See my pops knows how to live it. Really, everytime we used to go to Vegas, we used to always watch a different nighttime show, go to the arcades almost every night, ya know...even though we didn't even stay at a hotel, we stayed at my grandpa's house, it was like we had that kind of vacation. He says next time we should go to Boracay. Yeeeeee. Well what's that. Another 18 years, I guess. haha...Or maybe when I graduate.

Wham. Last night was fun. Crazy screaming people. haha, crazy freaky people (shh dcruz), funny ass niggas, oh man...that was some shit. Nar's island is madness.

So my pops is leaving tomorrow. Aw man...gotta be here alone. Okay, it sounds like fun, but thinkin of the technical shit...gotta take care of the bills, gotta get the mail, take out the trash (yeah, I don't usually do that), gotta take care of my stinky sister, worry about food, blah blah blah. Vacuum, clean! OY. My head. And. Parents will probably call every night, maybe even incessantly. haha...who knows. And nah I don't think there will be a kegger at my house. I'm too scared. Hahaha...I think my manong wants one way more than I do, because he never threw a kegger before. NOT AT MY HOUSE! Oy.

So yeah, I guess that's it. So I threw up this morning because I had this badass taste in my mouth even though I brushed last night, and I guess some of it splashed on the seat, and it was all acid, and when I woke up again to get ready, the acid turned black on the toilet seat. POISON, I TELL YOU. POISON. Oh yeah and I ate bad pancit today. I should be able to tell what bad pancit looks like, but I guess I don't really. hahaha....I'm an idiot.

Okay. Maybe I went overboard on the information here. Don't know. But. Yeah. Bored. Maybe I'll nap until my dad calls me to go with him somewhere. Peace out breezies.

Also, my cousin is having this benefit concert in August. Everyone should go. Haha...more on that later.