Erika talking about Taylor Lautner.

Yes, I chat with Dani while she's sitting right infront of me.
Technology, fools.

New Moon

I'm so fucking frustrated by this book.
Even if I do love Edward...
Jacob's awesome.
Poor thing.
Bella's a bitch towards Jacob.
MAKE UP YOUR MIND, DAMNIT!

I can't believe I'm so obsessed I actually am writing a blog about it.

For your information, I'm not in love with Taylor Lautner. He did make an awesomeeee Jacob Black (loved the movie, went twice). He does have a sexy body...
Thing is...I think I'm in love with Jacob Black. He's too nice.
ARGH! Fictional characters suck. They're too perfect.
I wish my boyfriend would turn into a werewolf. That'd make things exciting.

I WANT TO CRY.

Erika.

25. Erika Garcia, you are random.

So, guess what I want for Christmas?
You'll never guess.
And I know, I know. Sometimes I start doing things, trying to accomplish a goal... and I never continue doing it. I just quit. Or forget.
Yet now I've found something I'm dying to learn.
Sometimes I think I'm an impulsive mo'fuckah, 'cause I have no idea where I get these ideas from.
Like, when I wanted to learn to skateboard. Which I never continued doing, 'cause the weather got cold...Yeah. And I was getting pretty good, if I can say so myself.
And when I wanted to learn how to saw. I'd picture myself making all these awesome dresses and clothes and...Could see myself on a runway, walking with my models at the end of the show, arm in arm with Naomi Campbell and Adriana Lima, waving. Getting standing ovations. Yeah.
How about when I wanted to learn how to play guitar, fuck, I'd think I could become friggin' Slash. [For the culture ignorants: Guns 'n Roses' guitarist.]
Ok, YOU GET IT.
But dude, I've been thinking about this for a long time and now it's the perfect time to get/do it..
It's awesome. And it's because when I'm at concerts, I just stand with my mouth open observing the certain person that can bring rhythm and a beat to a whole song.
Because, dude, what's a song without that ingredient?

And because usually you don't see chicks doing this....

This, my dear readers, is my goal for the year 2010:



...
Ok, perhaps that's a little too much, but I really want to learn to drum!
And seriously, if I don't do it now, I'll just keep growing older and older and nooooo.

I should totally be on MTV Made. Furrizzle.

So, yeah.

<3

24. ARCTIC MONKEYS!

Dear readers,

The circumstances weren't favourable earlier than tonight...to post a resume on tuesday's event: THE ARCTIC MONKEYS. I've been laying on my bed with my laptop on my lap (note: every fucking day from 8.30 am till 11.00 pm) for the past week, reading criminology books and analyzing psychological articles. Fuck, man.

So YAY! Here it goes:

Train trips are always fun. You end up talking - and doing - bullshit, to entertain yourself for the next 2 hours. I must add this valuable information: we almost got the wrong train. We went in it, yet managed to run out before it started moving.



Of course, we can't forget about Dani's uber artistic picture.


To our dissapointment...


Then the support act came. 'The Eagles of Death Metal'...the name along made us think: hmmm, I don't know about this. They were true rockstars...somewhere in the late 70's. I'm just kidding. The singer was hella funny and their songs were very catchy. One of the songs, I'm convinced he kept singing 'cherry cola, cherry cola, CHERRY COLA!' repeatedly. Did he, really?


Moustache.

Anyway, so meanwhile we took some pictures and drank some beer. I didn't, it makes me want to pee and we had a good spot. Wouldn't want to ruin that.


OBVIOUSLY we couldn't help ourselves: we bought Artic Monkeys shirt. Dani and I discussed infront of our very patient salesman - for half an hour - untwil we decided which was going to be the perfect shirt. FYI: we tried on like four different shirts, different SIZES aswell. I LOVE THAT GUY!


Proof of bad behavior.


Proof of dedication.


Enough chatting, now the action. At this point I lost Dani, Fleur and Sarah. I managed to get allll the way to the front. Dani took (most of) the pictures though. Thank you for that.

The APES (:


Sex boooombs.


Dreamy Jamie Cook.




Alex Turner. His hair was all over his face most of the time. It was adorable. I wonder if it bothered him...I'd get itchy.


Songs they played:
- I bet you that look good on the dancefloor
- When the sun goes down
- Brianstorm
- Crying Lighning
- A view from the afternoon
- My Propeller
- Pretty visitors
- Cornerstone
- Dangerous Animals
And a lot lot more I can't totally remember.

I'm always surprised when bands actually play better live than what they sound on CD.
It's genius.


(:


Your past times, Consisted of the strange, And twisted and deranged And I love that little game you had called, Crying Lightning And how you like to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons!



Hippie moment! (Cornerstone)


Observe the precious face expressions of the fans and how their hands are reaching something...unknown. Or perhaps just the confetti as souvenir...


People searching for their lost shoe. Three people, I'm telling you!
It's a fucking mistery to me; how do you manage to lose a shoe? I lost my earring, but...a shoe? Seriously.


It kind of looks like my bedroom this way...I wonder who cleans this mess.


Waiting for jackets can take a while. (:





Note: Yes, I've heard it many times. The Arctic Monkeys are very relaxed and they don't make a whole show on stage. Stop whining about that, it's their thing! They just want to play music, not give an expectacular show with fireworks and fire and tigers...elephants...whatever.

I'm hungry.

Arctic Monkeys.

Tonight! Yeahyeahyeah.
Stay tuned for pictures (:
My mom forbid me to stagedive today, hahaha.
She's cute.

First, some college.

<3

23. Adept, DANCE GAVIN DANCE, A SKYLIT DRIVE

Here are some pictures, because I'm too tired to type the whole story.
I think the pictures speak for themselves.
It was seriously amazing.
We bought DANCE GAVIN DANCE shirts and the dude gave me discount, because I rock and he does more.



DeathCoreDani, SarahIsOnFire and Dance Erika Dance. ^^

A Skylit Drive was AMAAAAAAZING, man! Seriously.

I told Kyle I loved him and we talked about Amsterdam and shit like that.
And you know what? He SO loves me back. (:


And the bassist was totally arrogant, by the way, but he was funny and nice aswell, so yeah...And some random, ugly girl got on stage and made out with him during the concert. Yeah. She wasn't even hot.
I did tell him he smelled good, guess what, appearantly I smell good too, who'd guess that?



The drummer with the awesomest name in the world; Cory Laquay


Guitarist, singer...I'm suspicious, are they, related? I mean, two gingers in one band?



Reminder to self: buy a permanent marker and take it everywhere

And here comes the hot and heavy part:
I stagedived! Twice! First time with Dance Gavin Dance and after that with A Skylit Drive! I was rocking out on stage with A Skylit Drive and two random people, it was amazing, then I stagedived and they actually caught me. Hands all over my butt.
Video material, fo shizzle:


Dance Gavin Dance = <3

Bummer: Dance Gavin Dance didn't go outside to meet the fans.
Yet they were fucking unbelievably good. And they played our favorite songs.

Dani's fave: NASA

Sarah's fave: Uneasy hearts weigh the most.
Don't know why I didn't record that one. Sorry, Sarah<3

My favorite: Lemon Meringue Tie

They alsoooo played Don't Tell Dave.

And other songs, I can't remember.

Will Swan = sex.
Well, they all were, but I was standing right infront of him. I wanna bearhug him so bad.


Kurt Travis!



Zac, Tim, Matt



Tremendous eargasms.
<3

PS: Adept was okay too.

22. Ugh, women.

This blog is dedicated to the fact that I don't seem to understand my own specie.
I have all the symptomes: a vagina, boobies, long hair, a girly voice, make up on, emotional instability, giggly, flirty expressions when around guy I like, shopping impulses, shoe addicted, girly moments, pyjama parties...
But dude, seriously, sometimes I feel like I'm in one body, yet belong in another one.

And I nod along at times when I hear the following expression:

Ugh, women.

Just to be clear about this, no, I'm not confused. No, I don't want to change my sex.
I'm a girl and I love being one, etcetera, etcetera.
Yet sometimes I seriously think: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, WOMAN?!

Mostly, it's about guy stories. About ignorant behavior.
And when I find myself thinking/doing these kind of things, I tend to correct myself and say: Erika Garcia, don't be such a girl.
So, seeing as I have a blog, fingers to type with, and a brain to think with, why not tell the world my opinion. No reason needed, it's just because I can.

Surely most women have heard this a million times, but it won't hurt to say it once more.
Girlfriend, I'm doing this because I love ya. So listen carefully. Drop your starbucks coffee, nailpolish, stop talking hours on your blackberry and read;

1) when a guy is married, when a guy has a girlfriend, or when a guy is simply NOT interested in you...

STOP. FUCKING. FOLLOWING. HIM.

2) when a guy is a player, when a guy cheats on you, when a guy doesn't treat you right, when a guy just wants you for 'one thing'...

LET. HIM. FUCKING. GO.

3) when a guy doesn't call you for a day, when a guy has girl-regular-friends, when a guy says one wrong thing...

STOP. FUCKING. THINKING IT OVER AND OVER AND OVER.

Now, I'll continue by giving good reasons why you should do what I say.

1)
I have no idea what goes through a girl's mind when they go behind a - sure very irresistible guy, why would you do so much effort if he wasn't? - TAKEN guy.
He's TAKEN. Taken. Takentakentaken. For God's sake. Do NOT be the one he cheats with. Because no, he's not going to leave his girlfriend just like that for you, trust me, you can't be that special. unless you're in a movie like 'The Notebook' or 'Twilight' or something. He just wants to play around. You can play around with single guys without destroying relationships. Especially if he has a relationship for a long, stable time. Besides, just the fact that he's TAKEN should be enough reason not to get involved.
Not to mention, if he cheats on his girlfriend with you, there is a big chance he will cheat on you with another girl. And guess what? He'll tell that girl exactly the same thing: 'you're so special to me, I've never met a girl like you before' and all that crap.
If he really wants you, he'll break up with his girlfriend before he even thinks of hooking up with you. Besides, how would you fucking feel if your boyfriend cheated on you? What if you were in her shoes? Poor girl. So, DO NOT INTERFER!
And - OH MY GOD, before I forget -...Don't even dare to date your best friend's ex-boyfriend, or be the one he cheated with. That is...dude, just wrong, as hot as he is.
BRO'S OVER HO'S.
The other way around? If a boy cheats on you with another girl, you could give him another chance. I do believe in second chances. I just don't believe in myself being the guilty bitch on the picture. It's just unhealthy and immoral.

2)
As I said, there's nothing wrong with giving a second chance...or a third chance...
Yet, really, open your eyes, you must realize at the fourth or fifth chance that he's not CHANGING his ways at all. He's probably very convinced he'll get a 50th chance if necessary.
He's just a horny little man. Is that even worth it? ...Let me answer that for you, it's simple: no. If he wants to go around doing 'the nasty' with other girls, he can, as a single man. If it bothers you, LET HIM GO! And stop thinking it over.
Stop talking it over with your friends everyday. Because:
1. it gets annoying...
And..
2. 'don't dump him, he's hot' or 'but remember he gave you roses for valentine's day? Oh em gee, that was SO thoughtful, he MUST love you' after him slapping your face, isn't a very helpful way to decide what's the right thing to do.
Follow your intuition. It's always right.
Actions speak louder than words. 'How can you let us go after three years? I love you' are words coming from his -perhaps very gorgeous- lips. The fucking around are the actions. Now, balance both and you'll get a very clear vision of what you're supposed to do.

3)
This is very typical girl conversation. And I admit, sometimes I find myself doing this. Fortunately, I have down-to-earth people in my surroundings who slap me awake everytime I do.
Random Girl 1: 'So, how's it going with Peter?'
Random Girl 2: 'Well...we've been talking on MySpace a lot'
Random Girl 1: 'Seriously? About what?'
Random Girl 2: 'About a bunch of things...'
Random Girl 2: 'And he commented my profile picture!'
Random Girl 1: 'Dude! That's such a good sign. What did he comment?'
Random Girl 2: 'pretty. <3'
Random Girl 1: 'He <3'ed you?!'
Random Girl 2: 'Yes! I think he likes me, I mean, why would he say I'm pretty if he didn't?'

(Some) girls draw conclusions out of nowhere.
They go like:
Jack hung out with me -- last week he also said I looked really pretty -- didn't his eyes went wide when he said that?! I think they did... -- he smiles at me everytime he sees me -- he talks to me a lot on MSN -- I told my bff about it and she totally agreed with me -- JACK HAS A THING FOR ME!

Well, this is a very logical explanation aswell:
Jack hung out with you, because he thinks you're funny -- Jack saw you with your new hair do, and he really liked it -- Jack smiles at you, because he's friendly with everyone -- your friend is a dumbass -- Jack doesn't have a crush on you, he might like you, aswell as he might just think you're cool.

A guy can think you're pretty, but that doesn't mean he totally loves you. Jack said it himself: he just thinks you're pretty. Don't girls do the same? At least I do. I do not have a crush on every hot guy I've seen or love every cute boy I know.

Then we have another - TYPICAL - issue. The girl-regular-friends.
Why the jealousy? He can have girl-friends aswell as boy-friends.
I must admit, I do get jealous aswell, that's normal. But don't let jealousy get the best of you. It just brings up the bad in you and hides the awesome things he originally liked about you. You do NOT want to be the jealous, annoying, I-check-your-phone-messages, girlfriend. YOU DO NOT! You want to be the fun girlfriend he can bring along, the one that gets along with his friends, the one that won't want to leave the party because she's tired and the one that smiles and laughs a lot.

To finish up: if a guy doesn't call you right away, it's not because he doesn't like you, or because you said the wrong thing, or because he wants to break up. He HAS A LIFE TOO! Maybe his dog died. Perhaps he was too tired of work. Or he got caught up in traffic. Or...he just doesn't feel like calling back that day. He's not cheating on you. So get over it. He'll call eventually. And okay, if he doesn't, let it go.

It's time for me to type this on my phone, write this down in my agenda and follow my own instructions when I'm about to lose myself.

And as I look to all these girl issues, I hate to admit, but: now I remember why I'm enjoying being single.


Erika.

awesome.

0611: shopping
0711: dance gavin dance, a skylit drive, somebandidon'tknowthename with dani and sarah!
1011: arctic freaking MONKEYS with dani, fleur, nora and sarah!
1311: jonas brotherssss with naomi & leuam!
1411: eastpak antidote tour yayayay!
1911: hiphoplyrical @ dancewarehouse moves! ^^
2011: premiere new moon with selin <3!
2611: party @ utrecht, sarah!<3
2711: sleep all day, then at night LONDON with nora and sarah!
2811: london!
2911: london!

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