01/23/08 - this is our town

school is lighter today, only math final. i got home, went to work, watched a movie and studied for art history
dun dun dun
while talking on the phone
i collapse at about midnight listening to we the kings as i fall asleep.

01/22/08 - armageddon

oh crap. it's 7:40, the first day of a week of finals and i feel royally screwed. what's funny is i'm completely prepared. i just always get this feeling before finals or mid-terms or whatever. today is a weird schedule. minimum day schedule for all your classes, then lunch, then my sixth period final. not much goes on. i chill in the library at lunch then head up to u.s. history for 6th. i finish my final and then:
"this is a code red, this is real."
crap. we go through a school lockdown to find out that it was a guy who stole a car then decided to run into our highschool? i don't know why.

so after that i walk home, see a car accident and have to go straight to work. i find out different hours start next week (possible sign from god that i'm not hated?) and i pass out fairly early.


everything is pretty blurry.

01/21/08

i also planned on going to a hear the sirens show in san jose.








also didn't happen.

01/20/08

i plan on doing homework today.















didn't happen.

01/19/08 - if you are going, to san francisco

yes! woke up "late" at 10:00. boy am i ever proud of myself, gee whiz. well gosh, when did i start speaking fifties lingo? that's just swell!

i'm supposed to chill with iris today but she hasn't called me yet so i figured i would get in some early morning film viewing. she calls at about 12 to say she's not home till about 2 and we head out at about 4. originally, we were going to go see devandra banhart, then check out his art exhibit at this museum but alas iris is informed that the in-store time has changed and we catch the bus to berkeley bart at about 4ish. a little later than planned but at this point we're making plans to break plans. we get on bart and start to find a seat. i scooch in to the window seat, trip, and single handedly fall chest first into the man who was supposed to be sitting opposite me. actually i fall twice. it hurts me to think about it. after that embarrassing event we decide to get off at montgomery for whatever reason and head to a starbucks. on the way, we look down the long street and see the wharf at the end. yep. that's where we're going after we get some money and vanilla lattes.

we walk the billion blocks to fisherman's wharf, me taking pictures along the way and both of us mocking the hell out of all the unsuspecting tourists. we shmooz through the gimmicky stores and buy a bag of candy. i've decided chocolate covered gummy bears are not the way to go. iris wants dinner and i want to mooch off iris' dinner so we go down to get some clam chowder, get verbally harrassed by a card trick guy who threatens to slap my ass and we buy a bowl....of soup.

we decided to head back and take the train to embarcadero bart. we make the decision to get off at berkeley and to walk home from there (again! look at me go!)

we catch the movie the savages (very depressing) at the landmark theatre down the block from our house at 9:45, then i get home and realize my feet are busted. about this time i get a phone call, and talk till about 12.
passed out.

01/18/08 - into the wild

i'm already looking forward to this day and i'm only just at school. after getting up at the usual time, i drank a bunch of tea and found myself incredibly refreshed. i didn't even mind the quiz in algebra, which is surprising because these usually leave me with a sense of failure that clings to me throughout the day. this could possibly be because i know i'm getting treated to a movie by my friend to make up for two years worth of birthdays. i make it through the school day and find ethan after school. we figure why not complete the friend-ness and take adrian with us, and we're off.

gordo's mmmmmmm.

i'm the only one that gets anything, but they get quesadillas when we get to ethan's casa. ethan reminisces over pictures, adrian zones out playing guitar, and me, i just watch both of them and eat the best greasy carnitas burrito ever. we finally head out the door to walk to the bus stop to go to berkeley with the intention of seeing there will be blood, which i particularly don't want to see and know we won't end up seeing due to my amazing manipulative skills. we get there with some crosswalk theatrics from drian and i end up having to bribe them with cookies to see into the wild with one of my favorite actors, emile hirsch. the movie looks pretty amazing itself. i was right. it was amazing.
slightly depressing at the end, but amazing nonetheless.

we feel inspired and walk home from shattuck, and i collapse once home.

01/14/08 - 01/17/08 - baby girl, i'm a blur

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01/13/08 - what it is to burn

the sick feeling i had yesterday that threatened my going to the finch reunion show hasn't subsided...great. i know i won't end up going, but it still irks me to know i'll never see a good band off the label i work with, unless they come back from their hiatus.
please come back from your hiatus!
i end up deciding that i'll get all this music work done that i've been planning on doing, ten minutes later i find myself watching am movie. wristcutters: a love story, which unlike it's slightly morbid name is actually quite an upbeat and definitive film. never really seen another like it.

i watch around 3 movies that i can't even remember.
i guess they must not have been all that good.

...sleep.

01/12/08 - working hard or hardly working

woke up at 8. wait. that's only one hour after i usually get up and weekdays and this is the weekend.

why. why does this happen.

current thought path:
-show today i should go to
-should yesterday i should've gone to but didn't
-show tomorrow that i want to go to but most likely won't be able to go to

failed. i know it will be failed. just you wait. i'm already really sick feeling so i'm getting sick just in time. greatttt.

i situate myself in my mother's room, turn on the dickens movie bleak house, and chug away at math until 3 in the afternoon. yeah.....i don't know how i did it either. i take a break filled with smoked salmon and cheese consuming, then get back to work. art history until about 7 pm. now i'm feeling some sense of accomplishment because of the fact that i've done all weekend homework and it's only saturday. only trouble is that by the time i look at the clock to head to the gilman, it's 8:00 and i'm realizing i actually feel quite YUCK. i avoid the computer, and watch the water horse.
worst decision of the day.
just don't see it.
bad rip off of eragon in scottish accents in my opinion.
although the eragon movie was pretty horrible too.

and that leaves me annoyed and exhausted at 11. i read some kevin smith and pass out.

01/11/08 - TGIF

same as yesterday. god - my grades.
this is what they need to do.












go up.

01/10/08 - dead like me

this is a dead day.
only thing i can say is i have a new goal.

goal #1:stop getting such shitty grades in school.

01/09/08 - da da da da snap snap

actually got up bright and early today at 6:50. i know, what an early bird right?

i pack my backpack, grab my tea and get in the car and get taken to school. first class is bomb because it's the first time i've been in school with my new kick. oh how the time flys by quicker when you can use your phone for a multitude of different purposes. nothing all that special to report but one thing i found really interesting in my history class was a video we watched. long story made short:
free leonard peltier
i go to work straight away and "slave" away there until 5:30. i don't understand how little kids can be such high schoolers already. they're pros at backstabbing and experts at shittalking and are great at being completely self centered, and surprisingly homophobic. (i only mention homophobic because we live in the bay area...right next to san francisco. come on now) at least tell your kids that your new second daddy is okay and not "icky".

anyway. i go home, feed the fish, pet the dog, watch degrassi, then do random stuff till bed at 10. what a rebel.

01/08/08 - fool on the hill

7:10 again. i need to realize the fact that going to school until june at this time every day is not going to change. c'mon olivia.

despite the fact, that i have to go to school for ten minutes, the rest of the day is going to be filled with amazingness. i actually get straight out of bed, get ready, and pack my PURSE, purse not backpack, with a magazine, ipod, planner, pen, and wallet. everything i would need for the day. oh yeah, i also smuggled my hat into my purse as well. i downed as much tea as i could and got to school. i stroll into my video production class and am immediately confronted by my teacher who asks why i'm here because i'm technically dismissed from the period when a student gets signed up for a fieldtrip. i stall because honestly, it's freezing and windy outside, and in vid pro, we're watching a really interesting documentary called infamy about graffiti and tag artists. i sit for a whopping ten minutes in the office chairs set up in the middle of the room, then pick myself up and power walk to the front of the school where i meet up with adrian, bekah, and cami. after getting our bart cards, we walk to the station which is about a ten minutes walk away, and board our san francisco bound train. bekah and i listen to our ipods on the way there and laugh our asses off at nothing at all really. we get off at the montgomery stop, and walk the to bus station about a block down, when our bus arrives, and because there are so many kids from our school, ms dehart gets yelled at by a man in a wheelchair because the bus driver won't let him on. i'm sorry but it's not her fault, deal with it. it's started raining now, so we think fuck. we're going to have to walk in this. we get off some thirty minutes later, and trek through a forest uphill for about a mile to get to the legion of honor museum, and go in on an hour long tour of the museum's art. it's lunchtime and bekah and cami and i go into the cafe, and order lunch from the random ass scene boy working behind the counter. i get: a grilled cheese with disgusting pickled vegetables, a white chocolate mocha, and a vitamin water totaling at about eight dollars. we make fun of the consistency of cami's soup, finish up and walk back to the museum's entrance, all the while hearing kylie tell everyone how ms dehart accidentally ran into the mummy that was encased in a glass box. we look outside at the weather and realize we might possibly get blown off the sidewalk on the walk back to the bus.
yep, i was right. we get on the bus, and adrian and bekah and i chat it up about ipods and such on the way back, and some kid that apparently goes to out school that i had never seen before, falls asleep almost on my shoulder. as the bus goes down lots of hills, the sleeping asian boy gets closer, so eric decides to take a picture, and we wake him up and show it to him. we share some laughs and it's time to walk to bart. bekah stays at the powell station to get picked up by her dad to go to an interview for a camp, and adrian and i talk the whole way home, deciding that when we get back, we'll walk to gordo's and get a bite to eat. after getting off bart, we ascend solano to gordo's talking about who knows what and both get a carnitas super burrito with guacamole. it's only the second time i've been there and i must say..it was pretty damn good. adrian has to go home, and i have to go to the bus stop right out front to get to work. i listen to about 5 relient k songs, perfect in rainy weather, and finally get my bus to work. i do my difficult work of spraying and washing down tables (haha) and sit and do art projects. it's getting dark, so i walk home after work, and settle into my room, turn up the heat, and watch degrassi while waiting for my mom to get home. why am i waiting? because the minute she gets home, we're going to the t-mobile store to get my new phone. yessssss.

once at the t-mobile store i get my new sidekick slide and immediately start playing with it once home. the only sucky thing is that my sim card didn't transfer over my contacts because they accidentally were overwrited. i do some homework, read some kevin smith, and pass out at 12.

01/07/08 - monday, monday, monday

good god. waking up at 7:00 after having 2 weeks of break and and knowing you have to go to schools feels like hell.

i try and stay in bed as long as possible, but am dragged out at 7:10. it takes me about fifteen minutes to get ready so i grab my tea, and mom drives me to school. she gives me a ten for lunch, which i know i won't use for a few days. i go to every class as it's a monday schedule, and it's a mildly easy day. after school i get home, let my dog out for a little while, do some writing, then head to work. walking there is not my idea of after school fun especially when it's foggy and cold out, but i manage to survive the 8 minute walk to kid's corner. that's right, i work at an kid's after school day care. fun? not at all. i work till five, ignoring the usual questions from the little kids: "are you married? do you have babies? why not? are you old?". i come home to find chai, my doggie, has pooped in my mom's room. i clean it up with much hesitance and and tackle homework, and music work for the remainder of the evening until my mother comes home. we go out to montero's for my bday dinner and she gets enchiladas while i get the steak fajita nachos, mmmmm steak.
it's slightly more expensive but their food is bomb and we take our time there.

we walk home, my teeth chattering the whole time. i read rebel angels for a while, and crash at 10 listening to my ipod.

01/06/08 - happy birthday to you

ugh.
waked up by the alarm at 8 am.
reason:cath needs to get to sacramento around 10, and shes's gotta drop me off at bart on the way.

as she's packing to stay with her sister in chico and getting ready, we chit-chat with her mom, talking about me going to visit cath in nashville and to fly with southwest when my own mommy actually calls me. she's called to wish me a happy birthday and to say she'll pick me up when i get to el cerrito plaza bart. i actually really miss her at the moment for some reason and can't wait to see her. cath and i are out the door, and start driving to bart, remarking on how it is slightly surprising that they're playing harvey danger on live105. after sloshing back through the flooded parking lot, cath and i say our goodbyes, and i sluggishly walk into the station and get on my richmond bound train at which point i call my mother to update her on my whereabouts. we talk for a bit about the night's previous events and after her call i put the earphones in and listen to the cab the entire way back. i call my mom again once i get off bart only to find she's already in the parking lot. bless her heart, my mom is already walking towards me to give me a big hug.

i'm running on three hours of sleep and she senses this. she suggests we go out for coffee, which we end up doing later. we go home, get changed, then head to oakland, so she can work for a bit and catch up. i chill on the mac and do some youtubing. we go to neldam's to pick up some sort of little cakes to celebrate my 17th (my mom has already gone out and gotten some champagne) and go home to check the dog before going out again. we're supposed to get my new phone today: the sidekick slide, but after traveling to every t-mobile store in the east bay, we're informed that they won't be in until tuesday. we head home, have a cake or two, and iris and i go to dinner for my bday. we decide to go to barney's where we talk about....boys, the usual. we take a nice but freezing walk hoe, and i collapse in my mom's room, and we eat cake, drink champagne and watching dogma. once over, i turn in early at 11 while reading kevin smith's new book. i pass out two pages in to catch up on the lack of sleep i've been getting.

01/05/08 - so sit back, and watch the oceans

waking up at 12 in the morning when I usually get up at 7 is a rare and beautiful thing. it wasn't hard to keep asleep those extra 5 hours seeing as the rain was pouring down and lulling my mind into a liquid state. after seeing the neon numbers on the clock i realized that i had roughly 4 hours till i hat to tail on out of my house to meet up with jordan. after watching some degrassi on the laptop i started getting ready at four, completely forgetting to pack my pajamas for cath's. my mother drives me to the el cerrito plaza where we check out the sidekicks at the t-mobile sotre before meeting up with jordan at starbucks. she gets nothing while i get a tall mocha frapp, the usual. (this is part of her bday present to me).we hop on our bart train to fremont and as we head further south, the weather just gets more and more vicious looking. it's night out now and we wait for cath to pick us up. the stations seems almost empty and we ringtone battle for a bit. cath's familiar car drives up and we jump in. i whip out my directions to the venue and we're on our way....after sloshing through a flooded section of the parking lot of course. after following the directions that lead us off the freeway and into a residential area, we realize we are anywhere but downtown san jose and that our directions were completely screwed. i call up chris and he tells us we need to go in the exact opposite direction and we eventually get into downtown and find the venue, but accidentally take the wrong street, and are completely going out of our way for a total of 10 minutes. once we find it again, correctly this time, we park and started walking toward the crowd of people towards the middle of the block. before we know it, a familiar face is coming towards us yelling "happy birthday!" and i get attacked with a hug. i feel happy that i'm with people that actually remembered my birthday this year. after lingering outside, feeling less out of place after nic's greeting we head inside to the dimly lit venue, pay and get our wrist bands. cath and i had seen these bands 3 weeks ago, so we decide to find the bathroom for jordan and explore the venue. jordan find the bathroom and returns advising us "it's wet." we walk around while waiting for the pilot's wife and ashes ashes to come on, all the while not being able to escape some seemingly familiar faces. finally it's before the start of the pilot's wife set and the three of us trudge to the font of the stage. the pilot's wife's semi short set blows me away and the different contrast lighting they used was pretty interesting. as they finish and ashes is setting up, we peek at the set list to see how many songs they're going to fit in. they take the stage with an amazing amount of "woo!" and applause and start into their first song. their set is fabulous as usual with a shoutout to the birthday girl, moi, right before my favorite song. as fabulous as their sets usually are, this one had the highest energy level i'd ever seen them give off. it seems bumped up 100 more times. they end, and seeing as this is a cd release show, jordan buys me their new cd, aries, for my birthday as well. with another "happy birthday" and a hug, we head outside and wait for jordan to get picked up by her dad. (oh the dad jokes. it will never end.) cath and i are shaking from the cold and walk to the car, and head back to the freeway with the intention of getting some well needed in n out once back in fremont. we listen to some rediscover and talk about hydroplaning which we actually do once, and finally pull into the in n out parking lot around midnight. we both order the same thing: #2, no onions. aw..how cute. once we get back to cath's we stay up till, oh, around 4:30, 5ish in the morning and crash, me in my clothes, no pajamas.

these bands will be remembered...in my mind at least

bands that called it quits in...i haven't included bands that are "hiatus" haha

2008
Hopesfall 1998 - 2007
Morning For The Masses


2007
Adair 2002 - 2007
Adelphi
Bleed The Dream 2003 - 2007
The Blood Brothers 1997 - 2007
The Dangerous Summer
The Early November 1999 - 2007
Hidden In Plain View 2000 - 2007
Hot Rod Circuit 1997 - 2007
I Killed The Prom Queen 2000 - 2007
The Junior Varsity 2002 - 2007
Park 1996 - 2007
Piebald 1995 - 2007
Planes Mistaken For Stars 1997 - 2007
Pretty Girls Make Graves 2001 - 2007
Spitalfield 1998 - 2007
Sullivan 2001 - 2007
Waking Ashland 2003 - 2007


2006
Acceptance 1998 – 2006
boysetsfire 1994 – 2007
A Day At The Fair 2000 - 2006
The Juliana Theory 1997 - 2006
Sleater-Kinney 1995 - 2006
The Distillers 1998 - 2006


2005
Blink-182 1992 - 2005
The Get Up Kids 1995 - 2005
Home Grown 1994 - 2005
JamisonParker 2003 - 2005


2004
Eve 6 1995 - 2004
Sixpence None The Richer 1992 - 2004