"how lovely"

_posted in dayedayerocks | 12 April 2006

1.23pm: "arrrggghhhh.... fuckers..."
1.24pm: "god damnit"
1.28pm: "i so hate this..."
1.30pm: "are you fucking serious... this can not be the way this is set up."
1.31pm: "man, this is stupid."
1.34pm: "how can i get 15 emails every 5 minutes, 15 legitimate emails every five minutes."
1.35pm: "fuckers"
1.37pm: move to bed, jump on bed, look up
1.38pm: "how lovely!"
1.39pm: realization that a rainbow should not be on my ceiling
1.40pm: jumps up, runs to hall closet, gets digital camera, rejoices in the wonderful rainbow on bedroom ceiling
1.41pm: aim phil to tell him there's a rainbow on my ceiling
1.43pm: move back to bed and take more pics of rainbow and giggle like a 5 year old

man, i needed that... you have no idea how badly that rainbow was needed... thank goodness for cds haphazardly placed under windows...

_soundcheck: the deadly snakes, porcella

public service announcement

_posted in dayedayerocks | 07 April 2006

if you have water delivered to your apartment by arrowhead, why are you leaving four huge fucking bottles in the common stair area that you share with your neighbor (me being said neighbor) for MONTHS? and im wondering how long you'll leave EIGHT bottles in the common stair area that you share with your neighbor (me being said neighbor), since you received a new delievery today?

now, am i wrong to knock on their door and ask them when they are going to move said bottles or should i just go ahead and ask the manager to deal with this assery... me being me... im giving them until sunday... and then im knocking on the door...

psa: do not be that asshole that is either too lazy or just too fucking stupid to know whats right and wrong...

im just saying... assholes made a good day, a tiresome day...

_soundcheck: salif keita, the manse of mali

new music wednesdays

_posted in dayedayerocks | new music wednesdays | 05 April 2006

alright lovely people... ive been listening to mostly african music all week and just feeling the love... a few other pieces thrown in for good measure... since i heart the kinks madly, i thought it just fitting to have ray davies' new SOLO project... and yes i do heart it as well, my fav "is there life after breakfast?"

cesaria evora: rogamar
cheikh lo: lamp fall
marvin gaye: here, my dear
ray davies: other people's lives
the flaming lips: at war with the mystics
yeah yeah yeah's: show your bones

_in other news
this morning while rushing yet again to get to work at some decent time i realized that my life will and has always been long to do lists, too many projects and a full plate. so i've given up complaining about it all... fuck it...

i have a midterm on saturday in film history and a midterm in archaeology the wednesday after next (that might as well be tomorrow)... so guess who has no time for bullshit... or drinking (damnit!)... or anything equally awesome and amazing... but who's fucking loving every minute of it... cause i am... and to end a hectic day with a great bit of news i made an A in my advanced editing class... AND im going to start working from home on wednesdays and thursdays... happy happy joy joy!!

so there... daye daye so rocks... hard core bitches...

hugs and kisses...

_soundcheck: the kinks, arthur (or the decline and fall of the british empire)

wannabe che guevaras

_posted in dayedayerocks | 03 April 2006

on friday i was suppose to film (i was told it was cool to do so) a student informational about the HR4437 student walk-outs, but it didnt happen because the UCLA RAZA Grad Student Association didnt want the event to be filmed. I wasnt the only filmmaker interested in filming. This latino brother asked one of the female members if he could film, and you should have seen the comedy that unfolded before my eyes. She went to another female member to ask her if it was alright for this cat to film, this girl then went to one of the guys, who then went to another cat, who then went to the same guy who told me "i dont think it should be filmed." it was like the fucking blind leading the blind. on top of this cat telling me "i dont think it should be filmed," he didnt have the courtesy to even speak to me... he just mumbled that shit under his breath in my general direction over his shoulder.

im down for the cause people, but fuck fake ass revolutionaries who cant stand behind their words and have that shit documented. if you cant stand behind what you say, then fuck off and be a poser somewhere else. dont talk about the "marchas" and being heard in the streets if you cant even let yourself be held accountable for your words to the youth...

i learned a really good lesson on friday... not everyone is going to be down for the documentation... and not every "revolutionary" is down for the right cause... its not always about being heard in the "marchas" but getting what they dont want you to have anyway; a good education, obtaining the real power to change things, and just being stronger where it counts... this shit is about the kids, not about black tshirts with red text and calling the cops "pigs"... grow the fuck up people... mark said it best, kids dont need to be in the streets, they need to be in the classroom.

on a positive note i did start filming for my documentary... mark as usual came through big time... him and nesanet are the two teachers im most interested in documenting... he's taking a gang of kids to the yosemite institute in a few weeks and of course he tells me this friday so there is no way i can get the week off to go film... i have no idea why he didnt tell me sooner (he claims he did, but mark is a big fat liar... just kidding...).. anyway, filming mark made up for the crap with RAZA... if you wanna talk about revolutionaries lets talk about teachers like mark, nesanet, pablo, andy, etc... i think thats exactly where my focus is shifting in terms of how i see the teachers in my documentary... real revolutionaries make sacrifices, real revolutionaries dont indoctrinate, but empower...

dont get me started... the world doesnt need a bunch of intolerant kids running playing at being che... either be che, be the individual who acts with conscious and heart or fucking get out of the way...

_soundcheck: santana, abraxas