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2005 25 July :: 5.01pm
I feel like I should say something. Something about drinking alone, something about wanting to drink a white russian instead of coffee with my morning can of ravioli. Something about Raven from Teen Titans. Something about Dawn or Eve or Myrnal or one of the other RP plots I'm devising.
Something about feeling lonely... or maybe feeling like I should be lonely. I don't know if I am. I was in a room by myself for the past couple of days, and I liked it. Except for meals, I didn't see anyone if I didn't want to. I like being alone. The only reason I can be around Brian no matter what is that he's not an extra person like these people are. He's an extension of myself. The only difference between being alone and being with Brian is that instead of being the voice in my head that never lets me be lonely he's right there. Like wearing my hair down as opposed to tied back. I'm forced to recognize that it's there and why I grew it in the first place. Being around Brian forces me to remember why he's the most important figure in my life. I'm rambling. I know it. I'll stop this subject until someone wants more details and forces me to clarify. I know this makes no sense but I'm too tired from looking at numbers to tell exactly how.
There are things to say.
There are things I miss, and things I wish I could bring myself to miss. Things I wish I could care about.
I was thinking about Caleb the other day. I'm so glad he's gone. I never thought I'd be happy never to see someone again. Usually I've got some snide remark, some driving urge to have the last word, to finally win, to deliver the coup de grace... but not with him. I just want him to stay gone. I'm not bitter anymore, though I probably would be if he ever showed up. I just... don't care. The girl who loved him until her mind broke is dead. I killed her myself. If Caleb wants to visit her grave he's entitled. But he wouldn't like what he found.
I'm happy now. In a way that would never have been possible with him. The difference? Brian loves me. He loves me. And that's worth everything.
Link is having a son. A son that I'll probably never meet. I don't know how to feel about that. If I were his girlfriend, I probably wouldn't want my fiance's ex-girlfriend hanging around, so I definitely understand. It's just... he is my friend. I could never have loved him romantically, but he needed me, and he had no one else to take up his cross for a long time. No one but me. I can't help but feel like I got him away from Tara and got him to the point where he could be with someone else. I was never dating him. He never loved me. He loved me like nicotine gum. But I took care of him for a while until someone else could give him what he wanted. He was in danger because of Tara. He's still here because of me. I don't entirely approve of what he's done with his second chance, but he had it. Not everyone does. He had a chance. And now he's having a son.
So. What do I do now? Go back to my hotel room, have a drink. Watch some TV. Wait for tomorrow to come so that I can get online and continue gamemastering. I enjoy it. I feel like in the midst of all the spreadsheets and numbers and geophysical equipment I'm creating something. I hope I can live up to what I've started.
So... I don't know what else to say. Comment with questions, comments, points of clarification, whatever you wish. Don't be shy. LJ is for me to vent my weird rantings. It's also for you to see if you choose. I share the feelings that don't matter in the long run, being mere chemical fluctuations in my brain. The chemicals pass and they're irrelevant again. But for now, for the sake of thorough records... here they are.
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2005 24 July :: 9.49pm
Going to watch a friends apartment for about 4 days tomorrow night. Hopefully Sarah, Dana, Vicki or Rachel's sister (I forgot her name again :D whoops) will stop by and chill with me. I'm tired of hanging around the guys. I miss chilling with Dana and Sarah and Nick. I remember back in the day. Good times. Well...I'm a little nervous because a bank down the street got robbed about 2 days ago but I won't be back until like Thursday or so. If you're one of the people I want to hang out with, you'll be able to get a hold of me. Alright, I guess I'll catch up on this another time.
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2005 23 July :: 10.46am
Nick has his open house today at 2 if some of you didn't know. He'll have a bonfire later on too, if you just want to come for that.
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2005 22 July :: 5.12pm
i went to that bridge thing today...
we actually didnt get lost, which was surprising.
so for everyone who doesnt know what a bridge program is, which is everyone i asked, its basically a stupid people program....either you were dumb for not doing your hmwk or just purely dumb.
we get to learn math.....like right angles....and read a book...
but going there for the next four weeks means not working as much, as if i was making enough money as it was.
gah...i need to get another job that can give me more hours the chuck e cheese because i need to work at night on the weeknights i dont even care if i cant hang out with people as often.
i also need to turn in my fafsa
oh she said we get our own special orientation and assessment and that we are her "special kids" good god could you tell us we're dumb in any better way. hm...i know one. "you're all too dumb for this school. exit now, please."
ama try to nap for a bit. g'ngiht
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2005 21 July :: 8.10pm
i wish i could dance. such an intimidatingly unlimited form of expression. you can just move, which is natural to our bodies anyway. when you're angry, you usually dont sit in a corner and paint. you want to throw things. but grace was not in my plan, apparently.
"...either javert or valjean!"
today was one of those days that just didnt go alright. i didnt want to get up, possibly from staying up so late and i strangely enough cant forget justin. but then at work i started to get aggravated wiht stunkel and pudding really fast. i dont know if its just tired or maybe mixed with pms or are people really not so hot on hanging out with me? kinda seems like it but i hope ill forget it after this week when i sleep and tom leaves.
"kidnap the sandy claws, beat him with a stick..."
tomorrow am going to columbia for this bridge program, which i dont even know what that means but i guess ill find out. kristen and faith are coming with me so if i get lost, i wont freak out. yay! i sorta want to run i just wish it was dark because its just easier to run when its darker. its cooler and people dont look at you and theres not so many people out anyway.
"And in my bones I feel the warnth
That's coming from inside"
im sorta worried. i doubt mr. curry sent in my recommendation letter, and if he did, how come i dont have my orientation with jessica and brittany, who are the last group? im probably screwed for college. i guess i was stupid for waiting so long, but....i dont know.
"falling...me cayendo...fall of an angel, you can see the fall (celestial) when you're feeling high yo estoy dentro de las sombras....when you kiss the earth...angel of your mind flowing through you...dentro de suenos mas profundos...yo ti oigo mi llamas...celestial...tus miedos profundos, me ves cayendo...falling...vivo dentro en tu espiritu...la tienda dentro de tu corazon...you can see the fall...angel...in your deepest dreams...fluyendo dentro de ti...fall of an angel...besando la tierra...asciende te, levantando te...fluyendo dentro de ti...atraves de ti...cuando te levantas...cuando esta triste...cuando lloras con la lluvia."
i want to start painting on peoples walls. characters and such. like a lot of people put winnie the pooh on babies walls.....and spongebob and loads of other stuff, stuff i can copy!
alright i think im done...my day has been made because i found cirque du soleil lyrics
now ama translate.
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2005 21 July :: 5.33pm
That was possibly the second most intense nightmare I've ever had. I woke up in a cold sweat on Tony's floor. It was so...awkward because it seemed so childish. Well...I felt like an idiot, so I rolled over and went back to sleep. I don't remember any dreams after that one.
Life actually got really really good I believe it was two nights ago. I'm not sure...but I can't really say what happened. It was a perfectly blended night, which raised my confidence in myself back up to full throttle.
Last night though I watched Tony peirce Connie's nose. She passed out and I was the only one close enough to catch her and hold her up. It was awkward to say the least...being in front of all my friends, hold an ex-girlfriend in your arms...yeah. I attempted my best to handle it professionally, you know, slap the face to make her regain consciousness, have someone get her something with alot of sugar...but even to me it seemed like I was taking alot of care to her.
I'm glad no one decided to give me shit about that. Kind've funny too. That's the second time I've caught her while she was falling because she passed out. And the second time she woke up in my arms...*shakes head* bad memories.
Well, time to hit up gravy on the tele and see if he wants to grab a couple cubans with me.
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2005 21 July :: 12.04am
:: Mood: gloomy
:: Music: "Thirty-Three" -Smashing Pumpkins
just now
alright so im trying to get the invitations done for my party now. it's greatly frustrating fun!
ever get that feeling that you're walking on eggshells with everyone you're around. like...you do one thing and theyll want you to leave and not see you for a good month? i knew tonight would be bad. i kinda wish i had my friends back. i'm glad they're happy, but it's sad, really. i suppose you cant hold on to people forever, of course you cant. but then theres the people you could hold on to for just a bit longer, like your favourite english teacher who you know could teach you so much more. the thing is, you dont cherish your english teacher the way you do amazing friends.
the issue with hanging out with smart people is you always kinda feel dumb, although, you could do nothing but learn from them. it's the same with a great friend. you feel horrible because you cant return to them the purpose they set in your life. somewhat like a car crash, you can never fully remove the imprint although the danger has gone.
of course, a natural reaction when you have such a dent is to search for the guy who drove off after hitting your passanger side door after his ice cream at culvers. soon you realise htat the fight is useless, because he's not the only one with a blue sedan at about that height. but he's the only one who hit you, and you remember him.
so maybe thats what im doing. i want something as great as ive had, from everyone. but its so hard to find just right. and when youve come across something thats an okie substitute, like splenda, you decide alright, if thats all there is, then sure, ill take that. of course, as with all substitutes, you quickly realise its hardly as satisfying as the real thing. throw away that coffee and ask for a fresh cup, black, please.
sorry i changed metaphors. im almost angry. almost. anger is the easiest emotion, although i feel the guiltiest for having it, depending on the circumstances.
so i guess, thank you. you know who you are. but you dont read this, and so i guess you wont know. and to everyone, ill try to be more reasonable in my actions so as to not irritate you, because, honestly, you know i do.
by the way, honesty and sincerity are entirely different things. people generally conclude that all sincerity is honesty, although mostly true, the opposite is false, but also assumed. who has heard of honesty as a bad thing. while i was straightening my hair, i decided that i am kinda like the thing. you want to be hard as stone and appear unbreakable, but really have emotion inside. you could be ideal. but rather, those things that are sought after like greek art are also frustratingly difficult to accept.
at the same time, as horrible as i feel for making people angry, ive got this other frustration wiht myself. you know how youll buy someone a twenty dollar gift that you actually cared to think about and decided was perfect and they would cherish it forever? but then they bought you a card that simply says "good day" and signed, not sincerely, but in the car at the stoplight of sixty and milwalkee? oh and its got a wrinkled ten dollar bill in there that you know he pulled out of his wallet in the driveway and tried unsuccessfully to flatten across his leg? thats a bit like what it feels like. i dont mean money wise, because honestly, i dont care htat much about money. it's things that you do because you want to, but also because you know that's what you would want.
i guess not everyone's like htat though. i dont know. i doubt im actually as much as i think, just becuase i have a bit more of an ego than id like to admit.
well, if you actually got through this, good night. ill send you an invitation.
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2005 20 July :: 9.14am
I know this has to be some kind of Catholic blasphemy and I'm going to spend years in purgatory for it but...
I don't really like the new Pope.
P.S. A spider just crawled on my hand and I freaked out.
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2005 19 July :: 7.04pm
Despite how bad things got today I still managed to be productive. Turned down going and getting stoned with a few friends, went and applied at a few places for a new job. Possibly found a roommate. Somehow I still feel that empty spot.
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2005 19 July :: 6.01pm
STAY OFF THE ROAD!
I am officially a licensed driver. W00T!
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2005 19 July :: 6.57am
She begged for my help and I turned away
If I felt sick before it was nothing compared to this. I hate people. People are decietful, diguisting and untrustworthy. No respect at all.
I left. I left people on the highway look like they were standing still weaving in and out of traffic. I waved to a few of the fucks who got in my way, they got back out quickly. Remind me to clean the blood off my steering wheel. And this keyboard.
I thought she liked me. You know, this is a classic example of same shit different day. I knew this was going to fucking happen. Why did I let it. I thought she liked me. I'm still partially intoxicated. I don't blame some of you for wondering what the hell I'm on right now.
I never want to drink again. I never want to kiss again. I never want to get close to anyone again. I took another chance and got blasted. Another chance. I've posted before that line. "I thought she liked me".
I hate myself. I hate you.
I'm trying to find a reason not too. I'm such a chump. I fool myself into believing there is something there when there probably isn't. Probably making a big idiot out of myself for no god damned reason. I think I'm going to go vomit.
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2005 19 July :: 1.22am
I have my driving test today at 1.
I'm scared.
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mudpiegrl
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2005 17 July :: 2.12am
:: Music: fan.
I have this song/track in my head. it's called "Mecury Rising" by From Autumn to Ashes, a band I surprisingly like some of thier stuff.
It's really just a guy talking but I like what he says.
Every breath that I exhale is a sigh -
every breath that I exhale is a sigh of exhaustion.
[repeating throughout]
How sad - this is what your life has
been reduced to - a single room apartment containing no more than a mattress.
The strings have been removed from the blinds and all the outlets have been
painted over. The television screen is streaked with blood smeared from your
knuckles as you were trying to punch it out but you underestimated its
strength, or maybe you just weren't trying hard enough. Startled by a knock
at the door you rise for the first time in two days to answer, but you can
only greet the visitor with one short statement. Hello my first name is
distance and I really don't care if I never wake up again.
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2005 15 July :: 11.12pm
:: Music: The Streets - Dry Your Eyes
It's the waiting that kills me.
I just can't help but wonder what's going to happen next.
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2005 15 July :: 3.48pm
:: Mood: irritated
Bad day
Today has just not gone well at all.
What I was supposed to do:
10:00-13:00-Work at VHHS
21:30-23:16-Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Patrice, Sandy, Jackie, and Kristen
23:30-24:00-Harry Potter Party at B&N
But...I have to work from 17:00-22:00...soo...:
21:30-23:16-Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Patrice, Sandy, Jackie, and Kristen
13:30-15:16-Charlie and the Chocolate Factory with Puddin'
But he had too many things to do.
So I came home and wanted to wash my car and make coffee smooties for Patrice, Ryan, and myself.
But my blender is soo shitty, it doesn't even come close to chopping the already chopped ice.
And the "drought" forbids us to use excess amounts of water.
So that all sucks.
Ama go get my wristaband for the book and my check from Chuck E. Cheese and go to the bank to get money for the book and come home and pack my stuff for our awesome sleepover, wherever that may end up being.
I think I'm too stressed because I made myself really mad by thinking about stuff today...rather than just pitifully mourning it. Have you (and I'm talking to anyone who would actually read this) ever listened to a song and thought it meant one thing to you but then thought about it at another time and then got confused and realised it's broader than you thought? "Short Stories with Tragic Endings" is like that for me.
Alright, am done whining for now.
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2005 15 July :: 2.36pm
:: Mood: cheerful
:: Music: Bubbles - Bidibodi bidibu
I hope she didn't see my stupid little dance of joy...
Okay, so maybe last night turned out to be the opposite of a let down. It actually turned out to be pretty decent, dare I say, fantastic.
All I really don't think should've happened is me pushing myself on her so much. The girl deserves some tim, she just got out of a big relationship.
I will say though, I may just like her but I love being around her and making her smile. It's easier to be myself around her now. I really don't know why.
I think I'll end this one with the catch phrase of the night...."Are you uncomfortable?"
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2005 14 July :: 7.26pm
I'm so tired of the let downs. Can't anybody just show up like they're supposed to? Never seems to be the case.
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2005 13 July :: 2.06pm
I'm taking my driving test next Tuesday at 1.
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2005 12 July :: 11.43pm
:: Mood: sleepy
so im staying up for justin to sneak out but am so tired its tough.
i dont have to work til one though so no worries. i dont hve to get up early.
but justin and i are just friends...i promise.
i painted spencers wall with the opeth symbol today....twas fun.
it took me three cds plus some time for that.
i just remembered i know yet another person going to columbia, with whom i actually might hang out.
i was thinking about social life next year....and if college doesnt bring anyone, sandy and patrice and kristen are still here.
and i need a new job so i can quit chuck e cheese. i need to badly.
alright i guess thats it. g'night, then.
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2005 12 July :: 3.38am
WoW
I attempted to run Gnomer with a friend and some people we didn't know.
The tank wouldn't tank, the healer insisted on fighting (and therefore dying so she couldn't heal or rez any of us) and then someone rolled on something that both my friend and I wanted/could wear only to disenchant it.
It ended with the healer jumping off the area we were all standing on, thereby aggro-ing everything, dying, then getting pissed off at us and leaving the group. Then the tank jumped down to help her, died, yelled at us and left.
The rogue was the only nice guy.
I really hate grouping with people I don't know.
And Gnomer is a sucky instance.
Good news: Rumor has it that the new patch comes out tomorrow/today!
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2005 11 July :: 10.02pm
:: Mood: nothing
I'm being childish. Today should not have gone the way it did.
I'm going to give Melanie her present and say I have to leave because I really just don't want to be around people.
I launched an attack that ended in massacre. Damn flies. I swear they are in the vents.
I got in a fight with my mum. I was fine until she started yelling at me about how my teeth cost too much. Why does she do that? It really isnt fair. I've calmed down now, which is why this is hardly a rant.
I saw Neil today. We talked for about an hour. About nothing. Like always. I'm such an idiot. I'm doomed in terms of a husband. He'll be just like my mother. He'll be an idiot and smoke and get drunk every night and mistreat his kids. Or maybe that's me.
I'm going to the park now. Work tomorrow.
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2005 11 July :: 1.50am
:: Mood: frustrated
:: Music: hummmm of comp
Jorie's Lament; Track 7, 32 minutes.
I'm sorry if you're actually reading this. If you don't want to hear me complain, I suggest you stop now.
I wrote this yesterday, well, I guess two days ago considering its nearly two AM.
My mum was talking on the phone:
I can't stand listening to her talk. Maybe becuase it's slow and unitelligable. "um...if you want something...um...to...um scare you, then it's not to see."
She talks about Shaun and how my accomplishments couldn't compare. Maybe I don't like unitelligable company at all. Brenden didn't impress me and Bobby and Mike are just annoying to me. I treat Gayson like shit but how could I not?
If one can open his mouth and tell things that no one cares about so often, he deserves it. He's nearly as self centered as someone else I know. More annoying than everyone else that I've ever been annoyed by. I'm just turning in,hiding things from even my best of friends. I scratched out just because that makes the request sound simple. Not someone, just for myself, but some who I don't feel like I'm intruding thier life when I talk to them. I work a lot. I should actually work more. I don't think I'm making nearly enough. Forty hours sounds right. What if I worked Chuck E. Cheese 6-Close four nights?
It ends. I started doing mAtH with how much I would make. It's really frustrating because I feel incredibly limited and so therefore I'd rather just work. There's this odd balance in which you can't spend too much time with people because they'd either prefer to spend it with someone else or they have no one else to spend it with and therefore you just get aNnoYeD. Regardless, here's the other that I just wrote about twenty minutes ago. We've had mass amounts of flies in our house lately, and everyone's frustrated but my brother asked my mum where they're coming from considering she's the only one ever home and she took it as he was blaming her. I spent the next twenty minutes chasing flies. I killed seven.
She is the furthest from fair. Not to mention her inconsistent and horrible parenting. If I'm grounded for two weeks, that's how long it should last. Not until the alcohol wears off. A curfew one night, and then not until two weeks later. I'm sick of getting blamed for everything, too! "This is because of your room! You don't tell me wehre you're going or when you'll be home." Yes, I do. You don't listen or remember! You don't even know when I'm home. My whole life I've had to do things for myself because I couldn't wait around for you. A minor should not need two jobs so she can buy shampoo because it takes you two weeks to read the fucking list. And then, when I cry because something in my social life isn't right, something which I'd rather piece together and deal with myself, and you won't let it float away because you want to know why. Maybe I want you to care when I'm hungry or when I hate my job or I did well in school. Maybe it'd be nice to be prided and SHOWCASED every so often. Not excessively, but like you care. Like you're not jealous. Like you know I'm goining places you never did. Maybe you could leave your jealousy behind for ten minutes and notice that my shelves are perfect and organized but the things on my floor have no place on them, and that I am not the one hosting flies in my room. I want to tell you how much I hate you, but at the same time, "you're a butterfly under the glass; beautiful, but you're not going anywhere." I want you to be in a HOSPITAL because I want you to get clean and live again.
The flies are hosting on you. You are the only decomposing meat in this house. Everyone else bustles about at high speed, but you sit and rot in your garage with the dog waiting patiently beside you for your heart to stop so she can actually be fed on time.
I dislike such immense lament toward anyone, but in a surprising turn of events, everything seems to be going so crappily right now and I'd rather this summer just end so that I can learn and meet new people in college. I was thinking about taking some classes at CLC as well so that if I decide that aRt is not for me, I can try to be a teacher. I think English would suffice, considering people get so frustrated with me for correcting them.
I really don't want to complain to anyone because they'll want to tell me to shut up because, really, my life isn't so bad. I do have a job and friends and a home and food and money to buy things, but socially, I'm currently sucking, and even one job is dead , the other has about a month and a half left.
I learned about Caesar's invasion of Gaul today and am going to continue my "Into the West" and learn about buGs tomorrow morning. Then I'll go to the dentists. Woo!
Sweet dreams of larvae invested liver and puky sugar water. G'night.
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2005 9 July :: 8.41pm
No, I haven't forgotten woohu. I've just been busy. At some point here I'll paste in a monster entry to get you all up-to-date if you like.
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2005 9 July :: 2.56pm
My succubus comes on command!
You know it.
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2005 8 July :: 4.01am
Ha. The fifth result down. You know, the Davenport one.
EDIT: I know Russell Stein! I went to elementary school with him! How many people can seriously have that name and be in my grade?
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2005 7 July :: 5.58pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: Fuck the Police - Rage Against the Machine
I got bored waiting for a call.
A long annoying survey I decided to take for the sake of time passage.
001) What time did you start this?:
Almost 6pm
002) Name?:
James
003) Date of birth?:
November 16,1986
004) Sex?:
Male
005) Height?:
About 5'11"
006) Eye color?:
Hazel
007) Weight?:
143 pounds. Real fat ass material.
008) Location?
The mitten state.
009) Do you currently love anyone?
Not in particular. No.
010) Do you have crush on someone?
Possibly.
011) Do you have a bf/gf?:
Nope.
012) What are you wearing right now?
Boxers and Khaki pants.
013) Would you have sex before marriage?:
Been there done that.
014) Have you ever had a crush on any of your teachers?:
I live in cedar, have you seen these teachers?
015) Do you smoke?
Not anymore.
016) Do you drink?
Last night at a party, but I don't really favor it much.
017) Are you a player?
Hell no. I wish.
018) What are your favorite colors?:
Green, Orange, Blue...
019) What is your favorite animal?
Wolves are pretty kick ass.
020) Do you have any birthmarks?
Yeah, one on my left butt cheek that looks like Wistler's mother.
021) Have you ever gotten your ass kicked?
No, and I don't really look forward too it. I don't really like fighting.
022) Have you ever beat someone up?
I broke a kid's nose in my first fight, felt terrible afterwards.
023) Have you ever been slapped?
If you'll simply read my answer to #4 you'll know.
024) Do you get online a lot?
Yeah, only way to get ahold of friends when I have no cell phone.
025) Are you shy or outgoing?
Depends who I'm around, I try to be outgoing most of the time though.
026) Do you shower?
Shower? What is that?
027) Do you hate school?
...ha...what a silly quesYES.
028) Do you have a social life?
It's summer, I work, and I'm out of school and nobody likes me, what do you think? Of course I do.
029) How easily do you trust people?
I like to try and make new friends, but most people aren't very trusting. Some people you can pick up on right away as being not very trust-worthy.
030) Have you ever lied to your best friends?
Yeah, but mainly if I promised someone else I wouldn't say something. I try to stick to my promises.
031) Do you have a secret people don't know?
Many Many Many. Here, I'll tell you a few...
032) Would you ever Sky Dive?
Oh hell yeah. Base jump too!
033) Do you like to dance?
Not at all, like most white boys, I just don't have the funk.
034) Have you ever been out of state?:
Who wouldn't want to get out of this state?
035) Do you like to travel?
Not alone, I prefer company on my trips.
036) Do you want to get out of your hometown?
Yes, but sadly, I think I'd find myself back here, because I'd have no one to go anywhere with.
037) Are you a brat?
No, brat's are full of themselves and think they deserve everything, I'm more of an ass.
038) Have you ever been dumped?
Yep.
039) What’s your favorite soda?
I cannot resist an ice cold pepsi. Diet pop is like piss in a can.
040) Do you like Snapple?
Not as much as Sobe. I love my sobe.
041) Do you drink a lot of water?
No, don't really like it. I should drink more though.
042) What toothpaste do you use?
Rembrant whitening my ass. Been using this stuff for weeks and I haven't seen a change.
043) Do you have a cell phone or pager?
No, I'm poor and white, not a good combination at all.
044) Do you have a curfew?
No, I'm a freebird with nowhere to go.
045) Who do you look up to?
Used to look up to Malcom X...sorry, couldn't resist. I can't really think of anyone right off hand.
046) Are you a role model?
I really hope not, those'll be some fucked up kids I tell you what.
047) What kind of jewelry do you wear?
A leather necklace...I want a hemp one damnit.
048) What do you have pierced?
One on the top right ear, and two on the lower left ear.
049) Do you like taking pictures?
No, all they do is preserve moments. Some moments are best left priceless and precious. A thing of heart.
050) Do you like getting your picture taken?
No I have this disease that makes me squint and make stupid faces into a lens.
051) Do you have a tan?
No, I'm an irish boy, it's hard as hell to simply get color.
052) Do you get annoyed easily?:
Yeah, when people get a little too familiar with you and step over the line.
053) Have you ever started a rumor?
Haha, yeah, it was great.
054) Do you have any siblings?
Yes, a sister, 29 years old, she's the only family I truly have.
055) Do you prefer boxers or briefs?
Briefs. Boxers let too much swing around and ride up, gets annoying to do anything after a while.
056) Do you get along with your parents?
#1) Parent. #2) What sane individual does?
057) How do you vent your anger?
Usually I box it up for a while until I flare at something tiny and insignificant.
058) Have you ever run away?
No, but I moved out for about 3 months.
059) Have you ever been fired from a job?:
Nope .
060) Do you daydream a lot?:
Yes.
061) Do you have a lot of ex’s?:
Not compared to most people.
062) What do you want a tattoo of?
My birth sign over my heart.
063) What do you have a tattoo of?
Still to poh to affohd one yo.
064) What are your favorite flowers?
Orchids.
065) Are you rude?
If I don't like you I'll make it obvious.
066) What was the last compliment you received?
I really couldn't tell you. It's been a long time.
067) Is your belly button an innie or outie?
Actually, it's flat, so there is no belly button. Just kinda runs in with my abs. Oh wait, my bad, innie.
068) Are you flexible?
Depends, battling vicious hordes martial arts style, or intercourse?
069) What is your heritage?
Straight from Ireland about 3 generations ago.
070) What does your hair look like right now?
Messy but pretty hot I'd say. It's clean *shrug*.
071) Could you ever be a vegetarian?
Hell no. I love animal flesh.
072) If you had to completely dye your hair it'd be what color?
Rainbow. Or orange.
073) would you ever date someone younger than you?
If I cared.
074) Would you ever date someone older than you?
If I cared.
075) When was the last time you were drunk?
Last night.
076) When was the last time you went on a date?
Pff. I never really go on dates. Girl's don't like a guy that's willing to spend time with them, be loyal and eventually marry them and love them for the rest of their lives. They like assholes.
077) Have you ever had an eating disorder?
No, I enjoy my 8 meals a day.
078) How many rings until you answer the phone?
Depends if I'm on the can or not. They always call when you're using it.
079) Do you look more like your mother or father?
My father, though I have no idea what he looks like.
080) Do you cry a lot?
No, I haven't been able to cry for a long time.
081) Do you ever cry to get your way?
Hell no, I cuss and swing and throw my liqour bottle like an angry bum!
082) If you had to amputate one limb, what would it be?
...I'd kill myself before never being able to run or swim ever again.
083) what phrase do you use most on the phone?
Uhhh
084) Are you the romantic type?
Haven't had the chance or reason to be for a while now.
085) Have you ever been chased by cops?
Oh god yes. Multiple times in my freshman-junior year.
086) What do you like most about your body?
I like the definition I get natural, mainly because of my metabolism.
087) What do you like least about your body?
That I'll workout, but gain no mass, I'm still a little guy.
089) In the opposite sex, do you prefer blondes or brunettes?
I don't really prefer anything.
090) What do the shoes you last wore look like?
My white and green Etnies. Seems like everyone's getting those now-a-days.
091) Do you ever wear shirts to show your belly?
All the time.
092) What about cleavage?
Yeah, twice as much as belly shirts. Like even three times a day. I'll just go home and switch shirts to check out my boobs.
093) Is your best friend a virgin?
I think all my friends pretty much lack that.
094) What color are your underwear right now?
Grey.
095) What size shoe do you wear?
11-12.
096) Would you pick a wedgie in public?
You don't get those with briefs.
097) How are you feeling right now?
I feel pretty laid back, almost hot. I want to go somewhere with people.
098) When was the last time you were at a party?
Last night
099) Have you ever given a lap dance?
Haha, yes, to Justin that one bonfire at David's. He so didn't see it coming.
100) What do you sleep in?
A bed.
101) Has there ever been a rumor spread about you?
Oh yeah, people want to be me. They're jealous.
102) What is one of your bad qualities?
I don't know how to date. I always move too fast or too slow.
103) What is one of your good qualities?
I'm willing to give of myself more often than not.
104) Would you marry for money?
How much are we talking here...
106) What do you drive?
1995 oldsmobile achieva. Yeah, I paid for it, sorry by daddy couldn't buy me better.
107) For two million dollars, would you pose for Playboy?
Yeah, but I'm sure there'd be alot of unhappy guys out there.
108) What time is it now?
Almost 7 o clock. Waste of time.
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2005 5 July :: 5.31pm
two months...i've liked this kid for two months. i have to ask him if theres a chance because hes so confusing that i just dont know now.
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2005 5 July :: 5.19pm
so life hasnt been extremely interesting although i did just type this giant thing on kristens comp so ill post it just because i dont have anything interesting to say although it is quite fun to type again! i miss it much!~
I wanted to write you a story. I thought of what I could write about, and my empty head was soon being drilled by the pulsating ringing that is made by the computer beside my head. It’s difficult to pick a topic that isn’t cliché, mostly because cliché is what has been written about before again and again. That’s what life is though; what people know.
So, in my quest for a great idea, I thought about my life. How interesting is my life, though? It’s a mess of memories that have been heard. An alcoholic mother, a dad who’s been away more than around, a brother who would beat up on me and now we get along. Yet another soap opera. Soap operas, of course, are the essence of life. Junior high, high school, home life, college days, days at the office, your pathetic minimum wage job. If it isn’t a soap opera, it’s an eternal comedy sketch, depending on your perspective of life’s ridiculous quarrels.
Let’s explore the not so common experiences. Say your life is like a horror flick. All lack of probability excluded, you’re out with your friends and oh, my! The news report on the radio station that you never listen to but happen to stop on while flipping through the channels informs you of a serial killer on the loose, which, by the way, would never happen, considering teenagers have every station they’d ever care to listen to memorized by heart, unless, on the rare occasion, they’re on a road trip, in which case, they would have a tape or CD. Johnny says he has to pee and the pathetically paranoid girl decides that everyone must fret about the escapist. “Oh, dear,” says Johnny, “I’ll hold my pee for three more hours while we run around town from this stupid man with a knife, who in all likelihood, would probably trip on his dumb ass and kill himself before he would actually catch you. Besides, why in God’s name would this man you’ve never met decide on you as his prey. Honestly, killers usually have an idea of who they’re going after as a form of revenge, not hostile ideas like those exemplified in Johnny the Homicidal Maniac. Even he has a motive, which is the wall that needs blood to keep it thick. Of course, his hatred of humanity allows him to continue rather than just to move from the house. Regardless of motives and ideas, have you ever noticed how the highest rating movies are those of such impossibility?
People are bored with their soap opera lives, so much that they will watch others pretend ones for hours on end. Obviously, they are pretend and a half ass actress with a name for her character from an ancient tribe in Peru could have all the family problems of you and your seven friends on her own because her mother married Todd’s brother and she happens to be going out with Todd but then his kid is Jessica’s but she was a whore at that time but it’s all in the past but it’s not because then Jimmy comes back from the dead. How realistic.
Every so often though, you’ll run across a good book that doesn’t only play on human stupidities but goes in depth to the human psyche, which is a difficult topic for anyone to understand. However, you are still only reading into one persons opinion and a good majority of people will buy into that authors ideas as well and two others and therefore focuses in on a very close minded opinion of whatever it is. Rarely, you’ll find a person who can read the underlying meaning of those books and piece together their own opinion, both absorbing and disposing of the ideas that have been written down. These are intelligent people. I am not one of them.
That’s my spiel. It’s really not that great but it’ll entertain you about as much as a five hundred page romance novel. Good day!
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2005 5 July :: 4.05pm
I was over at Ben's house last night and Ben said it'd be cool if we watched Nick play Battlefield 2 while we were upside-down. So we did and I got all nauseous. I laid around for the rest of the night feeling icky and throw up...y.
Anyway, that's not the point of this entry. Here's the point:
Nick was sleeping because he works third shift and can't get to sleep at night on the weekends. I went into the kitchen to get some water and when I came back into Ben's room, Nick rolled over and sort of woke up. He said, "We should call the realtor!" Like it was some great idea that he thought up. I just looked at Ben and didn't say anything. Ben asked why and Nick said, like it was completely obvious, "So we can sell the house." Ben told him that was alright and he'd go get the phone. Nick rolled back over and fell asleep.
It was awesome.
I love you all.
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2005 5 July :: 3.44am
Hey, Brett, sorry I couldn't come.
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