Late Night Schwa

I've written 4 of 5 exams, with the stunning conclusion arriving 9am Friday morning of the 13th. I checked my current finals grades, only Japanese has been graded. 65% final, not something I can complain about. What can I say, my expecations for myself haven't been as high as they were in highschool. Not since I've realized just how many people are smarter than me.

Soon... I'll be on holidays. Hooray for boobies.

-Mmm, chocolate

Exams'n'Stuff

Monday was my last official day of school. Tuesday offered a Japanese oral interview with the professor. Tuesday night was three hours of review on Calculus, in preparation for the re-test on Thursday. Wednesday had me waking up at 7:40am to get to class early and study for the 8:30am Philosophy re-test. Nothing else happened for the rest of the day.

My girlfriend had been visiting here since Monday night, I had seen her during the weekend at her place since Friday night. She's gone back home now, and it's now 2:38am Thursday morning. I've got some sleeping to catch up on for the calculus re-test tonight. I need a 70% or better on that to bring up my grade to something half respectable. This college thing is harder than I'd thought.

-Ever the unprepared

Bi-Monthly

School's kept me busy as of late, and I've hardly found a break at all from this homework. But I found one none-the-less... and I rewarded myself for finding said break. I bought Phantasy Star Online Episode 1 & 2 for my GameCube. Lem'me tell ya: It rawxors my boxers.

My girl's doing good, we went to the bar last night. Well... she went to the bar without me and I showed up, miraculously. See, my ID (Drivers License) says I'm 18 years old. But I was still allowed into the bar, somehow, and I met up with my girlfriend. Now I'm back home, at the dorms. This sucks, I've got another week of school ahead of me. Two, actually, before school is out altogether. Then two weeks of exams (5 exams in those two weeks).

Our three month anniversary is coming up in a couple weeks; now I need a present. And my honey's going to be spending this coming weekend at the dorms here. And the following weekend... well, let's just say her parents are going to be out of town. Whether or not they let us stay there remains to be told, but either way, it should be a good 3 month anniversary.

-I'm out

And it flows

Today wasn't a particularly bad day. I went shopping this afternoon, after my three morning classes. Spent $53 (would have been $70 more if I had bought Mario Party 4 on impulse) on very little stuff. My electric shaver died yesterday, so I had to buy razors. $20 later for a Mach 3 Turbo +razors and I was set... to cut my face up. It's been forever since I've shaved with a razor, and I'm out of practice.

I visited my girlfriend for the last 30 minutes of my break. Things were good, we sat around for a while. Kay, it kinda sucked, but I showed up with a good mood and I left with a good mood. Came back to school, sat through my hour of Chem. Saw my latest quiz result: 6 of 18. Dammit >_<

I went back to the hospital after my class and took my babe out for dinner. Well, she paid, so I guess she took me out. However, she was stressed out from the nurses at the hospital being complete dumbasses. Attempting to give her her meds well before the allowed time; telling her she had a limited amount of time before she had to be back in the hospital, etc. But we made the best of our time out.

We ate Subway on the beach, then drove over to (Arg, just got off the phone with her. The nurses fscked up again) Future Shop and bought 50 blank CDs. I drooled over all the computer/game stuff I want and Mel decided I'm not allowed in the store again. From there we went to Wal-Mart and looked at the CDs she wants. Then to various stores around the mall. I found a Spiderman shirt in the kids section, Regular $14.99, sale $9.99 and today's sale of 30% off all sale items. It came out to $7.50, but my debit card wouldn't work, so Mel paid for it. I owe her.

We went back to Walmart, bought Snakes and Ladders, then headed back to the hospital. The damned nurse she had for the night tried giving her her meds two hours early, which is a big no-no. That'll bring her to toxic levels. The nurse said she'd come back later. Another nurse came in to do the routine morning/night check-up on how she's feeling. I always get kicked out of the room at this time, and I hate not knowing what's going on. I came back, she was quiet again. All the dumbass nurses were weighing her down and she was getting stressed by it. She snapped at me, and I replied sarcastically. We both apologized, then laid there for a while.

Mel couldn't take it anymore, and she sent me home. So I went to a friend's house just one minute down the street, waiting for her call. She called me back, then told me she was frustrated with the hospital and not me.

She just called a few minutes ago and said that the nurse who gave her her meds tonight screwed up again. She didn't get the toby tonight, the nurses all swear she did. So the supervising nurse is going to have an earful tomorrow.

-Shit hits the fan, and I'm feeling it

M-M-M-Monster Stress-ess-ess

Big fight with the girlfriend two nights ago. Made it up last night (in the hospital where she's been for the last week, and will be for the next two).

I had a chem quiz last Friday. I felt I did really good on it. I thought it was out of 14, and I thought I scored at least 12. I just checked my grade, it says 6/18 so GOD DAMMIT.

-arg

She Possesses

I called her, she told me she was just about to call me because she was just leaving Justin's place and couldn't talk inside there. Here's the timeline (minus what time it all happened):

*Gets home, calls me, says she's going out drinking. Will call me later
*Goes to bar, drinks, drives to house #1
*House #1 is Louis' house. She worked with Louis over the summer. He's harmless now, but a month and a half ago he was concidered a threat
*Sits at Louis' and has one drink. She doesn't leave the couch until her entourage is ready
*Goes to House #2
*House #2 is Cam's house, but he's not home. They leave for House #3
*House #3 is Justin's house. She calls me and has the conversation below (not word for word)
*She has a few more drinks and then goes to bed
*Mike is in the room with her. She tells him to get the hell out
*|| Mike, I'm not sleeping with you. Get out || Then why the hell are you here? || I've got a boyfriend, get out ||
*She sleeps alone (See, I trust her, just not that asshats she was with)
*Mike comes in in the morning, she kicks him out once again
*He comes back around 10 and is rejected a third time
*She sleeps until noon, when I called her. She was about to leave and call me.

I started my end of the conversation with "I might sound like a total ass when I say this but what happened last night?" and she went off about her night. When she heard how I felt about what went on, she apologized and told me she felt bad for making me feel that way. So it was all good. She sounds sincere to me, and I'll get to see her tomorrow. She didn't sound like she was hiding anything, or that she was pissed off or that she wasn't herself.

-Soap Opera of my Life

The Possessive Word

I couldn't sleep last night. My girlfriend went home, after spending every night with her since Friday. She told me she'd call me when she got home, to let me know she made it safe. And that she'd call me later that night so we could talk. Then the good-bye kiss, and she was off.

She called around 6:30pm, told me she was home. We chatted for a couple minutes and were about to get off the phone. I quickly threw in "Were you still going to call me later?" and she replies "I don' t know, I'm going out drinking". That's alright, I knew she'd call me later anyway.

She called at 9:30pm, the first thing she says is "I'm going to be sooo drunk tonight". Wait wait wait. Let me back this up a bit. Here's the premise. Mike, this guy who worked with her for a month, is in town visiting Justin, his friend who my girlfriend worked with for 4 months. Justin got Mike a job at the same place her and Justin worked at. Mike's in town visiting, and wanted to hang out with my sweetie. He does, fortunately, know she's got a boyfriend.. me. Not that that's threatening or anything, he's never seen me.

So she says "I'm going to get sooo drunk tonight" || I say, "Are you drunk right now?" || No, I've only had two drinks || OK, are you still at the bar? || Nope, I'm going to Justin's house || How are you getting home tonight? || I'm staying at his house. Don't worry, he's got a wife and kids || And is Mike there? || Yes || Is Mike a good guy? || Yeah, and he's 30+ years old anyway. Don't worry about him. Do you trust me? || Hell yeah, I don't trust him, though || Are you ok with this? || I'm as good as I'm going to get || K, I'll call you tomorrow after I get off work. 7pm || Are they all good people? No Sheldons there? (Sheldon is this cheating asshole who took advantage of Mel once upon a time) || No, no Sheldons. || OK, have fun tonight. (A few times in the conversation I told her to have fun tonight). || I'll call you tomorrow

So now I'm calling her. Right now, it's 12 and her phone is free for an hour, so it won't charge her minutes. She has to wake up to go to work at 1pm anyway. Wish me luck.

-Dumbass guy

Update Day

I called her, she called me back when she woke up. Yeah, it's an "emotional time of the month" for her, I guess. That would be why I say the wrong things (seemingly). Anyway, it's dannir fud teim.

-DANNIR FUD TEIM!!!

Always says the wrong thing

My girlfriend left her cell-phone charger here in my dorm room on Monday, when she left. She's two hours away, and I can't necessarily drive out to see her.
I should learn to say things in a positive aspect when the time calls for it. Like last night, here's the conversation:

Her: Call me tomorrow?
Me: *Remembers her cell-phone is running on limited battery. Searches a way to say this, finds it very hard* I'd call tomorrow, but your cell phone is going to die *I wait for her to offer to call me from her home phone*
Her: *nothing*
Me: *oh shit* Um, how are you feeling right now? I didn't mean it like that
Her: Why do you want to know?
Me: Because I care
Her: Here's what you just said "Call me tomorrow?" "No"
Me: Damn, I can see how that looks bad. *I didn't mean it like that at all*

-Should have said "Sure, but remember your battery is running on low"

Small Updates

Still here, doing school work. Getting better at grades. Can't stay to update.

-Doesn't sleep alone

Lacking in a bulging archive

Yeah, slow updates lately. Check out the AF+ link to the left, which is my new blog. Animal Forest (Animal Crossing) rawks.

I've got a one month "anniversary" coming up this weekend. Actually, it's Monday, and I'll be in school :( but I think I can deal with it.

-Hoorah

(French accent) Happiness is not a fish you can catch

Animal Crossing was released two days ago (September 16). I'm pumped for this game, I've been reading/researching it for the last 6 months. It's finally been brought to North America, and now couldn't be a better time. So I'ma buy the game tomorrow, after classes. I'll have to get my GameCube back from my friend, though. And I just lent it to him two days ago. Ah well, it's mine and I can get it back when I want it. I didn't drop $500+ on the 'Cube a year ago for nothing.

-Exciting gaming

Fun Filled Weekend

I'm back home now, at my dorm. Currently installing Heroes of Might and Magic IV and downloading the UT2k3 demo at the same time. Listening to "Incubus - Punk Cover - Turning Japanese". I'm booored, too. Did I mention that I'm bored? Well, I am. And I miss the company that only my girlfriend can offer. She's a whole 5 days away now =/ but she'll be here, this time, instead of me being there. If my sister is reading this: I thank you for letting both of us stay over at your place last night.

-Weekend Recap

Earlybird gets his worm... caught in his zipper

Hahahahahahahahahahaha. I thought that was a rather clever play of words, too. It's 7:45am and I've been awake for 45 minutes. The wailing of my alarm clock, as it does most every other morning, causes an involuntary reaction that usually consists of me frantically pressing buttons in an attempt to MAKE IT STOP. Class starts in 45 minutes, and they'll all be over in 7:30 hours. 3 hours of morning classes, a two hour lunch break (that totals 5 hours) and a 2 hour class. 20 oz of coffee this morning? Yes, I think I might. Hazelnut Vanilla? Pacific Roast? Something else caffeinated?

-Anything Caffeinated

Feeling Better

Yes, I am. I'm feeling a lot better now. My first class of today starts at 2:30pm in room 230 of the Science building, my first Chemistry Lab of the year. I've memorized the first two lines of the Hiragana alphabet for my Japanese class. Tonight I'll learn the S's and T's, maybe the N's as well. I have to have every character memorized by September 27, and I think I can do it.

Tomorrow's a Friday, and my girlfriend will be in town shopping for a CD-Player with her mother. As far as I know, they are stopping at my room after I get off class, just for a look around. Friday night, though, I'll be going back out to Salmon Arm so I can spend some time with my friends and with my girlfriend. The Fall Fair starts Friday night, and we'll be going Saturday Night.

I had a headache yesterday, it was huge. My room is tiny, so my headache was the size of a tiny room, it was that big. How's that for a contridiction of terms. I had taken a couple tylenol the day before, and THE TYLENOL, IT DID NOTHING!! Ok, that was a bad joke. A friend gave me a couple Advil yesterday in the morning, and I think it might have helped. My headache is almost gone today and I feel a whole lot better. Just hope I didn't miss much from my Pre-Calc class I missed two nights ago when I skipped it to stay in my room and 'rest'.

-Good Student of Life

I forgot to mention

I drank 20 fl oz. of black Hazel-Vanilla coffee this morning. I was dead tired for my first hour-long class. Second and third class, I was so energetic I couldn't sit still. I learned how to Flip My Pen in the Faan Way. Follow the second link for cool movies. My eyes are still burning, so I'ma go now.

-Hair of the dog?

I'm sick

Godammit, my head feels like it's 3 sizes too small. My eyes are burning. I've got my thermostat set to 23*C and I have a blanket wrapped around me. If I don't wake up in the morning (knock on wood) tell my family and friends I love them. I'll wake up in the afternoon and I can tell them again, except in person.

-Soup on a stick

I'm tired

3am bed times the last couple nights, of which I should reference 3am of this morning. People are going to start wondering what I mean when I say "reference", if they haven't got it already.

I don't know if I already wrote about the "gone away to college" care package I got from Mel and Jepe. It included a pr0n magazine, playboy's college girls issue. I just read the articles. So now I'm loaded with a month's supply of food, and I've got a mickey of Vodka coming along the way, as well as the 4-pack of "Joe Stiff's Spiked Rootbeer" in my car. Good stuff, I'll be back next weekend for the Fall Fair, and hopefully have a place to sleep with, uh, yeah. Ah, look.

-I've said too much

Reference

*References Saturday, September 7, 2:25am just for the sake of referencing.

Party down the road, cars driving up and down the road and in the parking lot constantly. One car that scanned our car, couldn't see passed the foggy windows and went on. Three noisy trains driving passed the car, as well.

-My mind ran out of ink

Times

My sister once told me that I could sleep at her house when needed. Regardless of circumstances. If I'm visiting my friends and I'm just using her house, it's fine. Why? Because I'm family, she said. Now there's a problem: She's getting pissed off that I'm visiting my friends when I'm in that city. When your friends, and your sister, live almost two hours away from you then you kind of need to work it out so you visit both people at once. She does't understand that, and she has the idea that I'm only going out there for my friends, and that her house is just a convenient quickstop to sleep.

So it's 8am now, and I've been awake for an hour. Hooray =/ But tonight I'll be in Salmon Arm visiting my friends, and *not* (apperantly) visiting my sister. First class starts in 30 minutes, I should probably get my ass in gear. Back later, or not.

-hahaha, or not

Untouchable

I came home from my night class at the other college at 9:30pm. I'm hauling my guitar, other computer, blanket, dishes etc to the elevator then to my room. I round the corner to get to my room and I spy with my little eye 3 females standing at my neighbor's door chatting with him. I started with the funny talk, he came out and helped me move my junk the extra 15 feet to my room. Tonight I met 9 girls. The three that were next door, then 5 others that came crashing into one of the other girls' rooms when I was in there chatting. The 9th girl I met downstairs, and she told me there's a party in her room. I asked "Right now?" and she said "Not yet, but there will be when you get there". Then later she came to my door (she's on second floor, I'm on third) and asked if I had bottles. I mis-heard her and thought she said "balls". My one track mind... She was really cute, too, which is too bad. Yeah, too bad, because I'm happy with my girlfriend. Speaking of which, I've got a picture of my babe on my desk, so everyone can see her.

This morning (Tuesday morning, the 3rd) I went home to wash clothes and shower. Had a flat tire, so I changed that before I left school. I'd never changed a tire before, so it took me a long time. Especially when I had to lower the car after jacking it up so I could loosen the nuts, then jack it up again to replace the tire. I drove out to see Mel and spent the afternoon with her. Then drove to my Grandparents' place so I could get some computer parts. I ate dinner at my other grandparents' house, where I found out I'm goofy foot on my skateboard.

I can't do shit with the left foot out front, I can't land properly or even do an Ollie for that matter. When I tried goofy foot (right in front) I ollied my first time, so I was all "Kickass" and such.

I rambled, and now it's 12:30am. I wake up at 7:30am tomolla for an 8:30am class

-Rambler

Moved In

First off I'd like to make a mental note of Saturday night and Sunday morning, the dates of August 31 and Sept 1 respectively.

And back to current events, I'm moved into my college dorm. Good stuff, it's a tiny community of roughly 300 people in this building alone. And there's probably the same number in the other building. So I'm moved in, and my first class is 7pm tomorrow, Tuesday being the first day of school.

Don't want to wait 2 hours in a line up at FilePlanet? Just poke around your floor level until you find someone with the same file you want then leach it off his FTP. You'll have the file in 10 minutes, no wait. Anyway, it's about time for food or something, gotta keep from starving and stuff.

-Buzzing, but not from alcohol or other substances

It's been a while

...since I've been to the drive-in. We got there late, so none of "8 - Legged Freaks" made any sense. And Triple X (XXX) kicked ass because that's what it does. We had a truck to sit in and listen to the movie on a nice stereo system. Jepe and "JoeBob", Mel and I. I got home 11 minutes ago, at 1:30am, because anywhere is home even when no place feels like home.

I bought a cell phone today, so now I'm portable. I chose mobility over practicality because 1) Cell phones are CHEAP. 2) No humongous setup fees if/when I move. So I've got unlimited evenings and weekends (6pm to 8am) and 200 daytime minutes every month for 6 months. After the 6 months, it switches to 100 minutes. I've got free voice mail for 12 months and call waiting for 2 months. No contract, if I bail out it costs me $99 and I keep the phone, then I can pay as I go. The first three months are paid for already, but they kinda trick you into that. "Oh, the $119 is to buy the phone (- but what about the $99 to buy the phone again? -) and you'll get $119 credit toward your phone, so basically you get the first few months paid for". Oh well, it sounds good on paper. Heh, my Dad even bought a cell phone today with me, so we're both portable.

-There's a good theme going on here?!

Clouds on a Sunshiny Day

Still have to wax my car, I washed and vacuumed it yesterday. I'll get to the waxing on and waxing off soon, then I can shower and get my ass to town to buy a cell phone. I figure it's cheaper (but slightly more restrictive) to have a cell-phone. $50 a month for a normal phone with free evenings and weekends, or $40 for a cell phone with free evenings (an hour later than normal phone) and weekends.

-Talking terms are good

Self Titled

I had a post here but it disappeared when some other link used this window and erased all I had written. Here's my day in short:

))Played golf, got the highest score, therefor I lost.
))Spent the whole $20 I had withdrawn
))Showed friends around my house
))Mel and Jepe fell in love with my bed
))Got invited to Jepe's house this weekend because her parents will be out of town
))Mel actually invited me to Jepe's, it'll round the house occupants up to 2 couples
))Lost 25 CDs in a 24 CD Case because I drove off while it was on my car
))Couldn't find the CDs when I drove back to find them

-Another very good day

Moonlit Walk on the Beach

That's what I did last night with my babe. You know, if I would use names on my blog, it might be easier for me to type in it. Anyway, last night the two of use went to the beach and walked out to the end of the dock. We sat down, looked out over the lake. Too bad it wasn't a week earlier, I was there last monday and the Northern Lights (Aurora Borealis) were flashing over the mountain tops. So we sat on the dock, my arm around her shoulder, her head on my neck. It was great; however, it got windy and waves splashed us.

We ran back to her car, got a blanket from it and went back to the beach. We sat down under a tree, my back against the tree, she sat between my legs. Progression: good. Tomorrow night we're going to "Scandia: Golf and Games" for some mini-golf. Should be fun times. I'm a very happy boy.

I stopped by Rich's Pawn Shop today (oh! I used a name?!) and he damn near sold me a $250 Electric/Acoustic Fender. Oooh, baby. If I had more money, that'd be mine RIGHT NOW. But I figure if I get my student loan; yes, the loan... if I get it soon enough, I might treat myself to the guitar with what little money I have left over from work, and my loan can cover the rest of it.

-Life is goooood

By the end of the night

I talked to my girl tonight and 'whoooo' everything is alright. She threatened me and said 'Hey, I better see you tomorrw because Iw ante to see you otmorrow' so I might just have to make an effort to drive 90 Km out to see her tomorrow. She siad that she had to see me becaue I got her excited, whatever that means. but it'll be fun, I'm sure.

Yea, fi you're wondering about my sepelling, it's from my "cheap drunk" factosr thinger that' s going on right now. 1/3 my micey of vodka, I finished toingith in 3o miinutes and it hit me hard. That was an hour and a half ago, but I'm feeling all "wheee" now. So tomorrow I'll drive out to see my sister drive in a demolistion derby and then I'll go see mah girl. Good fun, yeehah and all that funs tuff.

-I beat my cousin, the pool (billiards) pro in 8-ball today. Yay me

The day of the party

People are here now, and it's not even 4pm. Hooray for watching 40+ year olds sit around and drink alcamahol. Just so long as they don't block me in my own driveway... I might want to get out of here later. My GameCube is being played upstairs. Freaking $6+ for a 3 day game rental. I played the game, and it sucks; it's supposed to be a party game but it's no Dr Mario so I can't get the hang of it.

-Mindless rambling

In all seriousness

Yep, seriousness is the good and bad news. Well, not really bad as everything is a two way street. She likes me, and wants to see me again, and she asked me to phone her tonight. But, as for the seriousness: she likes me and she warned me that if we were to start dating each other, she takes it very seriously. I asked if "serious" means she is the jealous type who always wants to know where you are. She corrected me and says she's the kind of person who likes to spend time with her "other" as much as possible. After hearing that, I was trying to hide my enthusiasm but I think I came across as giggly.

The minor bad news is that I'll be living an hour and a half from her house when I start school. Though, that's the two way street analogy and she said that she can always drive as well. So we'll see how things go in the next week or two or even through all of September before things begin to happen.

I also talked to my best female friend, Jepe, last night on "the new girl's" cell phone. Because of Jepe, everyone is calling me "New Girl's Name Here's Boy". And when Jepe gave the phone back to her, she said "Your boy wants to talk to you again". So, we're on the "your boy"/"your girl" basis now which is really cool. But, y'know, I'm not reading into this much or anything.

-Uber cool

More and more "whee" mixed with yet more hard liquor

I'm no alcoholic.. oh wait, isn't the first sign denial? Regardless, I haven't partied so much in such little time. 25% of the parties I've been to have been crammed into the last 2 weeks. There's another one happening tomorrow, what with it being my Dad's girlfriend's birthday tomorrow.

Incoming news: I called "the new girl" and left my phone number on her voice mail. I just got a call back, she's driving around with one of her friends that I also met while camping. He gets on the phone and says "So, you know she's my girl, right?" Joking around or not, I don't know. Then supposedly jokingly he threatens to curb stomp me next time he sees me, so I just played along, jokingly. Then the girl gets back on the phone and says "you know he was joking right?" so I said "Yeah, I was playing along".

She did say, however, that he tried touching her boob and she didn't like it. The guy says "But you let him touch your boob" and she says "Yeah, but he had my permission". It's good I know there's nothing going on between those two, but still, I don't like being threatened. Nothing to worry about, I'm sure.

-Rabbit Punch: Up Up Down Down Left Right Left Right B A B A Start

Not something you're used to

More of the relationship thing: girls are afraid of me. Girls are so used to dating assholes and people who don't care about the girl that when they find a guy like me, they draw a blank and freak out. That's what the 'new' girl told me tonight, after I asked her if that's what she's feeling. And this is all wierd again, because she's giving me the power to make the decision. I decided there's no need to rush things, we'll see more of each other in the next month.

I was told by her that she doesn't know what to make of me. Am I someone who's just going to be like the rest of the guys and end up fucking her over in the end? Maybe I just used her last night and don't want to think any more of it, thank you ma'am. Nah, that's not me and this is putting me in the awkward position. I didn't come out here, an hour from home, an hour and a half from where I'll be going to school, looking for a relationship. But the things I did last night aren't things I'd do with just any person. So I'll see her next week when we go Mini-golfing.

I'm innocent, she used that line a lot. Sure, I'm an 18 year old virgin with a wealth of knowledge in his head. But I'm innocent none-the-less and that's another heavy burden, I suppose, that she would have to wear. You don't know how many times in the last month I've heard "I don't want to hurt you", but I heard it again tonight. Thus my decision there's no need to rush things. I understand, though, since I'm not like most guys that the girl has no idea how I'd handle a big 'dilemna'. A dilemna like a situation where they'd 'hurt' me or something like that. Because I'm nice, and nobody likes to hurt a nice guy? Taken as a complement in either way.

-Should have kissed her goodnight

Good Guy With A Good Head On His Shoulders

Last night / this morning was a whole lot of firsts for me. I won't go into detail with them, but it involves camping, a tent and a female. And yes, I'm still a virgin, but last night was the most fun I've ever had.

I got two hours sleep last night. I went to bed at 3am and nearly fell asleep at 8:30am. I *woke up* at 10:15am but only because the McDonalds food from the night before was being an asshole to my stomache. And in the 2 hours I slept, I actually slept 30 minutes of it, so I'm running on "low" right now.

Many firsts last night and it'll be the most memorable night in a long time.

-Ever

A Little Bit More 'Whee' Mixed With Some Hard Liquor

Live for the moment, never take tomorrow into concideration until tomorrow comes... and you're dry heaving over the toilet of someone else's house. So I'll stick around here at my sister's place for a few more hours, re-cooping, before I call up my friends and visit more people. After that I think I'll go home and eat food.

Wednesday I'll be back here, camping. Whee. Sucks that the person I'm here to see, she's working that night. But camping should be fun.

-McDonalds food is the best

Party Party

Ok, so maybe it's just a bunch of family sitting around drinking listening to music. I've called a friend and she's coming over to take me out drinking, on a Sunday night. Fun stuff. So she should be here any time, and I'll go out where-ever people go on a Sunday night. "We're only making plans for Nigel. Nigel's future is as good as sealed."

-Everybody smokes dope, it's alright
-I haven't

Game-A-Thon

I want one of those, where a bunch of people sit around and play video games all day long and get paid for it.

-Gamer's wrist

Still hanging around

Still alive. Got my GameCube back today, so I'm tempted to buy a game for it.

-Late night, bed time

Of Dreams

I was a bank robber and some sort of pr0skater in my dream last night. I got away from the bank robbery, and I stripped down to my normal clothes after I got away from the cops (who weren't chasing me). So I got into my normal clothes and was walking around then suddenly this commisioner and his wife caught me and pulled me into their trans-am. The cop couldn't drive standard and he was crashing into everything. After I got back to the bank, I found it was a kickboxing place, so I sparred with some hotshot little kid. I knocked him out, and his father said "Don't punch him too hard." So when I picked up the kid, he wakes up and says "Oh, cinamon buns" whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. It made sense in my dream.

-Right about then I woke up

Forgetful Me?

I left my tea tree oil soap (glycerine) in Winnipeg because I was in a hurry for the cab. So I bought another bar ($4.56) yesterday, used it once, then I forgot it at my grandparent's place. That's where I showered, and that's where I forgot it. Speak no evil... so now I'll drive 15 minutes out there, shower over there, no doubt, then come home and eat breakfast. I think my piercing looks sexy, click here, here or here if you want to see me and my piercing.

-Finally off the road, again

Home Again

Yep, I get to look forward to camping now. w00t, party party for the last time before school starts :) Hoorah and.. who am I kidding.

-It won't be the last before school starts >:-)

First kiss in three years

I've just had 6 beers in my 140 lbs body, so please forbibe me for any spelling mysakes. I got my first kissin threeyears tonight, and even though it was truth or dare, it was all good. I missed the feeling.

I had to seduce the birthday girl tonight, then I was kissed by another girl, the same girl who asked to see my penis two nights before. Then I was seduced by the girl who kissed me tonight. I've had a lot of alcohol in my body, and even though i know what happened tonight, I'm not regretting it no,w nor will I tomororw.

Just thoght I'd write this down tonight so I wouldn't forget it. I think I'ma sleep now. Hope I get to see the kissing girl later, and no, she's not the girl I came to Winnipeg to see. Sleep calls out to me.

-Hope I get to stick around Winnipeg for a while longer

Pierced

It's done. It's done. Um, it's done.

I was being made to feel nervous, I was being told I'd cry. I've always got a cool and calm exterior, that's always easy to fake. But today, when booking my appointment, and even waiting in the store to go through with it, I was calm. If anything, I was anxious to do it, and see what the big fuss was about. I invited my, erm, female friend in with me. And her guy friend as well (mind you a different guy friend than before). Because a couple weeks ago, her and I had agreed that on my visit, if she pierced something, I would too. And since she got her belly pierced a few days ago and I couldn't watch, I wanted her to watch me get my nipple pierced.

I was calm, the lady doing the piercing was joking. She said she wouldn't normally joke because that would sometimes freak the person out, but she could tell that I was ok with everything and that made her comfortable to joke. Two deep breaths and it was done; I asked if I could look at my nipple with the needle in it. It looked pretty cool like that, but I doubt that it would be a permanent thing, what with the pointy end being... pointy. So I got my hoop put in, was warned that since my nipple is so shallow, my body might push the ring up through the skin. There's no way to avoid that, other than piercing it again, deeper. Damned shallow nips.

-Again, done and done

Sandwiches

I know you want to do it, you know I want to do it too, out here on the dance floor, where we can make sandwhiches. You can be the bun, and I can be the burger, girl. I know you want to do it, so we can make sandwhiches.

So make your thighs like butter, easy to spread and we can make sandwiches out here on the dance floor.

-I know you want to do it

I won a jeep

Yes, that's right. I won a TJ Rocker last night, to use over the weekend. I went back to the bar this afternoon, withdrew $200 for a deposit and I get a "Sorry, you need a Winnipeg licence. Would you take a 12 of beer instead?". So now I've got a phat stack of cash burning a hole in my pocket, and a 12 of Molson Canadian.

Last night at the bar was quite an event. I drank a whole lot of shooters, was asked to see my penis, won and lost a jeep, got a cigarette burn on my left hand, rolled a condom onto a banana, got punched in the head... Not bad for my first time in a bar, ever. Here's what was forced down my throat:

Crystal bought me:
Vodka Paralyzer drink
Snakebite shooter
Fetus shooter

Angie bought me:
Four Horsemen shooter
Molson Canadian bottled beer
Prarie Fire shooter
Bailey/Vodka shooter (I forget the name)
Tequila with Lime shooter

Some guy who sat at our table bought everyone 2 paralyzer shooters:
Paralyzer shooter
Paralyzer shooter

I bought myself:
Tequila with no lime shooter
Tequila with no lime shooter
Tequila with no lime shooter

So that adds up to 11 shots, one beer and one drink. Over the course of 4 hours, it was all great. Today, I'm feeling fine; not dizzy, no headache, not nauseous. Not even tired for falling asleep at 6am.

-I wanted that jeep

Wants a friend in you

No update. There's stuff worth talking about, but not to a bunch of strangers like you.

-Concidered a piercing again, today

This Game Stinks

I'm feeling about this |------------------------------------| tall right now. It's like neither of us can talk to the other without saying something wrong. I'm getting upset because she is telling me that I'm making her feel guilty. And for that, I feel like an ass. I giant ass. An ass bigger than how tall I'm feeling, so it must be a long ass. Anyway, we're going out now, gotta go.

-fucking ass

Played it 'till my fingers bled

I'm having a good time... really, I am. I'm trying hard to not let my feelings get in the way. Actually, I feel like an ass, because sometimes I have this distant look in my eyes, or a twisted smile, or a blank look. Then she asks me if there's anything bothering me and I don't want to repeat myself. She's trying really hard to show me a good time and to make me smile. I think that's proof that she cares how I feel, and she agrees she has trouble showing her feelings. Anyway, I don't want to repeat myself, but what am I supposed to say? I feel like an ass because all I've been able to say is "I don't want to repeat myself, we know what it's about already."

And I'm trying, honestly, to have a good time here, and not pull any guilt trips. I'm here as a friend and that's all it is; I think it's alright that I want more. But that's where the feelings come into play, and I'm trying not to let them get the better of me. We're friends and I don't want to push that away. I'm kind of looking forward to meeting her new guy-friend.

BUT on a lighter note, here's what I did today. I was home alone, so I played guitar. I was trying to do like "The summer of 69" and play it until my fingers bled, but it didn't quite work out that way. They are, however, quite numb. OK, not numb any more, but they were. Today I learned 'Lynyrd Skynyrd - Sweet Home Alabama" and I relearned a whole bunch of other songs. '3 Doors Down - Kryptonite', 'Don McClean - American Pie', 'King of the Hill Theme', '007 Theme', 'Green Day - Time Of Your Life'.

-Not like other guys

Ass Took a Pounding

Yeah, you read that right. 32 hours on a bus and your butt would be sore from sitting, too. Especially on a wallet that's got more coin than you know what to do with it. Coin consisting of mostly pennies.

Anyway, I'm here in Winnipeg. After a rough start, everything is fine. I'm happy, she's happy (I think) and we're just friends. We cruised around town tonight with her friends, and it was fun. I'm tired, though, and it's late now so I should probably get my sore ass to bed.

-First time in three years, and it's weird

Simple Plan - I'm Just A Kid

I woke up it was 7
Waited till 11
just to figure our that no one would call
I think i got a lot of friends but I don't hear from them
What's another night all alone?
When your spending everyday on your own
and here it goes

I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
having more fun than me

And maybe when the night is dead, i'll crawl into my bed
Staring at these 4 walls again
I'll try to think about the last time, I had good time
Everyone's got somewhere to go
And they're gonna leave me here on my own
and here it goes

I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
having more fun than me

What the fuck is wrong with me?
don't fit in with anybody
How did this happen to me?
Wide awake I'm bored and I can't fall asleep
Cause every night is the worst night ever

I'm just a kid (x5)

I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Nobody wants to be alone in the world

I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that its not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Nobody wants to be alone in the world
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
having more fun than me, tonight

I'm all alone tonight
Nobody cares tonight

-Cause i'm just a kid tonight

I've Decided

I'm not boyfriend material. Yes, I'm 'fling' material. I'm good for a week or two of fun, and good fun at that. I am not, however, good for long term relationships unless they are binding. It's proven, I'm husband material. Except that I've never been a husband. So there you have it, I'm husband material, and almost 19 years old. Well, that's what others say about me, anyway.

-Um, yeah and, uh... yeah, whatever

After some thought

It'd be pretty selfish of me to deny myself, and her, from any opportunities that might occur. I think I wrote something about me wishing on a star, that I hadn't wished on a star in years, but I just had to that one night. Here's what I wished: I wish our relationship is pure gold. That's it, word for word, just replace "our" with "mine and (her name here)'s". Tonight, I made another wish, and I hope this one does come true. I wished her the best of happiness in anything she chooses to do. And I hope my upcoming visit with her isn't going to be totally strange. At least now we're friends, before we had just been minor acquaintances who talked on the phone 2 or 3 times a year. And I still look forward to a possible future with her, if and when we're both ready.

-Much happier now I know what's been going on

It's not like my heart is broken or anything... just chipped a little

So why does it hurt so much. I thought I had found the one girl I could be with for a long long time. I probably shouldn't say this kind of stuff, though, for fear that I'll make myself look like an ass to her. She says she feels like an ass, but she sounds so empty when she says it. Like none of this bothers her. Which goes to show how into making this work, I was. She says there's hope for later, that we will always have 'later'. But, she says, I could be married by then. What the fuck good does that do to me? I really shouldn't be so broken by this. So why does it hurt so much.

Now there's no first kiss. There's no cuddling on the couch. There's no falling asleep together. There's no holding hands. There's just me knowing that she's going to be dating other guys over the course of the next year. We can always have 'later' but I'm afraid of later. We talked about that, once. We were afraid that we would both find partners and that we'd never end up together. It was all a facade, I assume. This is twice I've been broken in the same way, a little more than a year apart from each other. So why does this hurt so much.

-We'll always have our moment
-Soul mates? I can only hope

Blink 182 - Girl At The Rock Show

Black and white picture of her on my wall
I waited for her call, she always kept me waiting
And if I ever got another chance I'd still ask her to dance
Because she kept me waiting

-She's so cool, gonna sneak in through her window

Back in the saddle

I made it home last night, on a Tuesday. "Henry" didn't like it too much, seeing how it was late and all. I think it was a good trip, though we could have been home sooner if we drove more and ate less. It got me thinking of my own roadtrip, with a friend. It's not a bad drive... going one way. Knowing that I'd have to go back the other way soon after kinda frightens me because it's a long trip. 2725 miles from Georgia to where I live in BC.

I'm home now, anyway. I got my visiting done today, my sisters, grandparents, family friends, etc. I had to see them all before I leave in a couple days on my vacation to Winnipeg. Yeah, I'll call it a vacation. But I have a habit of working on vacations, so it's not like I'm going to be a lazy ass or anything. I wrote down a "journal" along the way home. "Henry" was calling it my diary, but it's just three white pieces of paper with words on it. That's what I do, that's why I blog. I write down whatever I'm thinking and whatever I'm feeling. Though, I didn't write down my thoughts for myself. No, I wrote everything down for my sweetheart. Hehe, calling her that put a good smile to my face. Anywya, I wrote it for her. So she knows that I thought of her along the way home.

4 days until I'm on the bus. Well, today, being Wednesday, then Thursday, Friday, get on the bus early Saturday morning. Then be there Sunday at dinner time. Unless... unless it's all good that I get on the Friday bus, then I could be there Saturday. But it's all her decision. I can't wait to see her. And here I go again, in deep thought and she'll probably get all scared and run away yelling "You scare me, you freak" because I think about her once in a while. Whee, isn't an over-active imagination fun? I guess it's all about insecurities, which I've had a few of lately. I'm, and this is what I told Delothermum. I'm high-strung, have high-anxiety and I'm on a high stress level right now. She said "Join the club, you should come with me".

Delothermum going to visit her parents tonight, but won't be back until Monday. That would be no good for me, I'll be in Winnipeg on Monday. And it's going to be alllll good. Good good good good. I think I'm going to play some guitar now: Blink 182 - Going Away To College

-I don't want this to be a passing phase
-I've never been good for following trends
-I hope it's the real thing
-I'm always careful with the things I say

It's 8am EST

And I've got about 100 hours (add three on Wednesday for time zone differences) until I'm home. I've got to shower and eat and help set up the trailer on the truck then we're outta here. I'll be back to civilization on Wednesday.

-Cya then

Watches and Stuff

I put my friend's songs to CD, so now I can sell the CD for him sort of as a salesperson... yeah. Oh! My Dad came home today with another watch from his boss. His boss goes through watches like crazy, and Dad always gets them used, from his boss. So today the watch came to me, it's all fancy with it's peace-sign hour hand and glow in the dark paint on the hands and numbers. I couldn't have gotten this watch a moment too soon, seeing how I've needed one since December.

Tonight, I go out for dinner. It's with my Mom and Dad and Dad's bosses family. Something fancy, or mexican. Whatever, either is good enough for me. Dinner wasn't supposed to be until late tonight, like 8pm EST or even later but... Yeah, it's a Friday and somebody got the bright idea that we should all go out early to beat the rush of Friday night diners. If that's the case, I might miss chatting with.. let's call her "jolie". That's a lot better than having to make up descriptions all the time. So if I go out early tonight, I'll miss chatting with "jolie" before she goes on her camping trip.

I leave at 7am tomorrow morning to "get the hell out of dodge", on my way back home to Canada. 4 days of driving, I'll be back Wednesday morning. It'll be a long drive, and I'll be missing everyone like crazy. Just hope there's electricity at the campgrounds we'll be staying at. I've got batteries that'll need daily recharging for my MP3 player. Oh, speaking of which, I've got one more CD to make, but I need all the music first... I'll go do that now.

-Songs that remind me of her

Ken Luellen - My Queen

There's this little girl I know, met her about a year ago
Man this girl is so fine; everything she says blows my mind.
(Yeah)

I think she's sexy, love it when she shakes her butt for me.
I think the way she sings is heaven; I've never met a girl so lovely.
I think we've got something, never going to give it up on nothing.
And I gotta let you know she's everything.
You've got to know that she's my queen. My little queen.
(Yeah)

She's so cute when she smiles, makes everything worth while.
Going to make her love me more. Going to love her all the days I can't ignore.
I can't ignore.
(Yeah)

-Rawk on

Days Go Bye

It's been 21 days since I got my first email from my girl in Winnipeg. 21 days... that's a long time. You can go through rehab in the same amount of time, right? Like that Sandra Bullock movie where she's in the clinic for alcoholism. What was the name of the movie? "21 Days" I think. Yeah, so it's been at least 21 days since the first email, but not since the first time I ever saw her. Nor was it the first time I talked to her. And now there's 11 days, 11 nights until I'm there, in her arms, or something.

I just put on a, uh, what's the word for it? Tank top, but what a guy wears. Not an undershirt, so it's not a 'wife-beater' but it kinda looks like one. Either way, it's sized 'small'. Go figure if there's still room for me to grow into it. Though, this is Georgia. Anything sized 'small' is really meant 'small on a fat man'. Mmmm, greasy chicken. My preference? Non-greasy, boneless chicken.

I've got... I think I've got roughly 38 hours until I'm on my way, out of Georgia. So today it's already too late to get outside and lay out in the sun. My tan that I actually managed to maintain for more than 3 days, is starting to fade. So I'll sit outside tomorrow, trying to darken myself. And again, when I'm back home in Canada. I've got to look good for my girlfriend, don't you know. Now that puts a smile to my face when I think of that. Big ass grin. Ear to ear. Mmm, 11 days away.

Oh yeah... got side tracked again. Happy times, oh yes.
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Main Entry: sur·re·al
Pronunciation: s&-'rE(-&)l, -'ri-&l also -'rA-&l
Function: adjective
Etymology: back-formation from surrealism
Date: 1937
1 : having the intense irrational reality of a dream
2 : SURREALISTIC
- sur·re·al·ly adverb
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Main Entry: sur·re·al·is·tic
Pronunciation: -"rE-&-'lis-tik, -"ri- also -"rA-
Function: adjective
Date: 1925
1 : of or relating to surrealism
2 : having a strange dreamlike atmosphere or quality like that of a surrealist painting
- sur·re·al·is·ti·cal·ly /-ti-k(&-)lE/ adverb

Hrm... dreamlike state. Surrealsm while awake could be a good thing, right?

-Ever the one to count days

A New Found Glory - The Minute I Met You

I would like to start off by saying
I had everything to do with it
You may think that I lie real well
You can tell that I'm holding it in

Never mind the time
or the spinning of your head
I could tell my life was changing
Since the minute I met you

And If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd probably choke on the words I never said
If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd bury my heart and fall back in my bed
And what a sight that'll be yeah

I will never tell you this
But I'm scared of falling apart
It may seem like I'm holding it together
But the weather is making it hard

Never mind the time
Or the spinning of your head
I could tell my life was changing
Since the minute I met you

And If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd probably choke on the words I never said
If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd bury my heart and fall back in my bed
And what a sight that'll be

All my friends surrounding me
Just cause you made it this far
doesn't mean you've made it

And If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd probably choke on the words I never said
If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd bury my heart and fall back in my bed

And If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd probably choke on the words I never said
If I stop ever thinking of you
I'd bury my heart and fall back in my bed
And what a sight that'll be

-And what a sight that'll be yeah

A New Found Glory - The Glory of Love

Tonight it's very clear
As we're both lying here
There's so many things I wanna say
I will always love you
I will never leave you alone

Sometimes I just forget, say things I might regret
It breaks my heart to see you crying
I don't want to lose you
I could never make it alone

'Coz I am a man who will fight for your honor
I'll be the hero that you're dreaming of
Gonna live forever knowing together
That we did it all for the glory of love

You keep me standing tall
You help me through it all
I'm always strong when you're beside me
I have always needed you
I could never make it alone

'Coz I am a man who will fight for your honor
I'll be the hero that you're dreaming of
Gonna live forever knowing together
That we did it all for the glory of love

It's like a knight in shining armor
From a long time ago
Just in time I'll save the day
Take you to my castle far away

I am the man who will fight for your honor
I'll be the hero that you're dreaming of
Gonna live forever knowing together
That we did it all for the glory of love

-We did it all for the glory of love

Hum drum

I've got three days left here in Georgia, and today wasn't very good. Not that anything bad happened, I just spent the day with my best friend at his house, playing PlayStation2. I had fun today, except for the cloud of "you're leaving soon and you won't see anyone here for a long long time". It was like this once before, last year, after I graduated from Georgia and moved back to Canada. Hrm.. I'm looking forward to getting back to Canada, but I know I'll miss everyone here.

-Two weeks of happy days, coming up

Best Day Ever!?

That's how I feel about today :) I've talked with tons of people over the course of the last 18 hours or so. I've lifted a lot off my chest. Early early early this morning, I got to chat with a friend who's visiting in California. I can only hope I helped her understand her situation better. Then just an hour ago, I got to chat with my sexy significant other in Winnipeg. We cleared a lot of smoke, so to say, about expectations and feelings, etc. And this afternoon I got to talk to my best friend, and his wife. Well, it was mostly talking with his wife, but she really knew how to listen and offered some good advice. I just finished chatting with a highschool friend of mine who is doing very well. She's the one who I came to the rescue of at Graduation 2001. I don't know if I wrote about that here, but I might later on. And now I'm chatting with the same person I was chatting with early this morning.. or not :D she has to go now.

So I feel a whole lot better, now. The trip to Winnipeg is only 13 days away now, but let's put this into perspective because the days haven't seemed to add up -->
3 days left in Georgia. It's Tuesday now, I leave Saturday morning, early.
4 day drive back to Canada. So, Saturday all day, to Sun, Mon, Tues. That's 4 days, right? Back on 30th or 31st.
5 days in Canada. This is what got me. When I calculated the first time, it was only 2 days in Canada.
1.5 days to Winnipeg. The best way to end the best summer. This'll top today as the best day.
So now that I've got all those questions/statements lifted off my chest, I feel as if her and I are closer. Not that you, the world, needs to hear all this. We're taking it slow, it's sloooowed down. We're all matrix and shit, dodging bullets in slow motion. That's us. You can call me Neo, call her Trinity. Follow the white rabbit, y0.

-You make me happy

Not Much Going On Today

I woke up on the couch, for the first time in a week. My brother got back from Orlando, Florida yesterday. He picked me up a guitar pick from Jimmy Buffet's Margaritaville. So today I woke up on the couch at 8am, because my Dad was walking around doing work stuff in the living room and kitchen table. I woke up again at 10:15am which was late enough for me. I fell asleep early enough last night (before 2am). Today I had the Georgia girl over at the house, which will be the last time I see her in at least a year. Good enough for me :) There's only one girl I want, and I'm seeing her in 13 days and 14 nights.

I talked to "Henry", the guy I'm hitching a ride with back to Canada. He says that he may leave Georgia before Saturday, depending on how he's treated at work. Right now, he's over at "The boss man's" house, talking with him about stuff. I'm not saying I want to leave right away, but I do want to talk to my sister. Well, that and I'll be within free phone calling range to Winnipeg. I miss you :)

-Counting down the days

Party at his place

Tonight was the StarWars party that I didn't write about here previously, I think. I went (mostly against my will) as a Retired senator. I wore my grad outfit and painted my body blue. Fun stuff. I spent all night cooking fries.. I mean, uh, "Jawa Fixins". "Bantha Burgers" were also served. Drinks were served, as well. Here's some of what I can remember: Calmino Coke, Tatooine Vapor Shakes, New Spice Cola and more.

-Time to get some shut eye

Oh yeah, I got my friend's CD !!!!!! So now I can advertise for him in Canada and hopefully sell him some CDs!!! I'd say "You like what you hear? Send a money order to this address for this much money and you'll get a CD back in two weeks". Oh yeah, he's going to make it big time.

-Really time to sleep now

Good Charlotte - The Click (Undergrads Theme

Just because I walk
Like Obi-Wan Kenobi
You people talk
But you don't even know me
And that's all right
'Cause I get down with GC
So I walk on and
Listen to their CD
Some people laugh
They do it just to spite me
Behind my back
They don't know what I see
But I don't care what they say
I don't need them anyway
I'll just go about my day
But anyway

You go out on Friday night
I'll stay in but that's all right
'Cause I have found a clique
To call my own in-crowd
Out-crowd
I don't care your crowd
My crowd
We can't share
'Cause I have found
A clique to call my own
(Let's go)

So come and talk to me
On my computer screen
The best years of our lives
Aren't as easy as they seem
But when they will look back
And then we'll have to laugh
They used to call us names
Now they want our autographs
To get the girl and make the grade
It's all a show
It's all a game
And I would lose it if I played
It's all the same

So I don't care what they say
I don't need them anyway
I'll just go about my day
But anyway

You go out on Friday night
I'll stay in but that's all right
'Cause I have found a clique
To call my own in-crowd
Out-crowd
I don't care your crowd
My crowd
We can't share
'Cause I have found a
Clique to call my own

She says she'd call
But I know she won't
(She won't)
(She won't)

You go out on Friday night
I'll stay in but that's all right
'Cause I have found a clique
To call my own in-crowd
Out-crowd
I don't care your crowd
My crowd
We can't share
'Cause I have found a
Clique to call my own

I don't care what you say
I don't need you anyway
I'll just go about my day
But anyway

I don't care what you say
I don't need you anyway
I'll just go about my day

-But anyway

I forget

There was something on my mind, but I just don't think I could or should relay it over blogger.

-He must be serious

EDIT

Hrm.. I could probably write a little bit to blow off some steam. I wonder how many couples there are in the world where the man is shorter than the woman. Danny DeVito is pretty short, though he doesn't make the best example. Sylvester Stallone is, he's a pretty good example. And now I'm out of examples.

How about this: Do I take things too seriously? I guess I look into things too much. Let me tell you a little about a relationship of mine that started over the internet last year. I had moved away from home, to Georgia, for my graduating year. After I graduated in Georgia, I was planning on making it home to BC, Canada in time for the school's graduation/prom ceremonies. Upon hearing so, a very close friend of mine set me up as a date with her best friend. Now, this was two or three months before I'd actually be back in BC. It was great for the first month. We talked about how we felt for each other. We made plans for the future. We really sounded like we were the perfect match. And because we sounded like the perfect match, I started getting into the relationship thing.

I frowned on internet relationships, but I figured that since I'd be seeing her in no time that it shouldn't matter. It would be like we knew each other in person before we had met, that sort of thing. Well, I guess I got into the relationship a little too much. And because I wasn't there to spend some actual time with her, she started looking elsewhere. An old crush of hers, an old friend of mine I hadn't talked to in a while, started taking her out. The girl never said they were dates. She just said that they were going out to the theatre. They were just going out to a party together. I believed her, mostly because she never said he was a crush of hers. That and I put faith in her, that she'd wait one more month until I'd be there in person and everything would be so much better.

Like I said, her crush started taking her out. She got interested in him and less interested in me. I had invested two months of my time so I could meet with her over chat. I think the last bit of our conversation together was something like this, though not word for word:

Me: So, what have you been up to?
Her: Just got back from (enter location here) with Chris
Me: Cool, how did that go?
Her: I like Chris
Me: Do what you want. I'm not there, so there's not much I can do
Her: I don't want to hurt you
Me: I called you my girlfriend
Her: Sorry for leading you on

The actual conversation probably lasted 30 to 60 minutes. That's pretty much the boiled down version of it. I did tell her I concidered her my girlfriend, she did say sorry for leading you on. Actually, those were there last words she said to me. And I did tell her that since I wasn't actually there with her, that she should do whatever she wanted to do. I don't wish that on anybody, nor do I ever want that to happen again.

I did end up going to the same prom as her, though I didn't go with her. When I got back to BC, I asked other people to their own prom; it wasn't my prom but I had a ticket. And all the people I asked I had known since 8th grade. When I hung out at the school the last week, I saw that girl. It was weird looking at her, and there was an akward 'cold' between us. I had nothing against her, though I probably had every reason to. She just didn't want to be my friend.

-You asked for the story
-I told it in part
-This is the full version

Dinner for Two

Like most other things in my life, the urge to get my nipple pierced passed as quickly as it came. Sure, I still want a piercing, but I've still got a long time to think of it... or get incredibly drunk and have it done. Either one works

Today I didn't go to work with "the boss" but instead stayed home and helped my Dad take some junk to the junkyard. When I got home, he presented me with a list of stuff to do, which he'd pay me for. That was at 11:50am. Here's what was on the list:
Mow the front and back lawn
Weedeat the front and back lawn
Clean the gutter at the back of the house
Sweep/clean off the deck and pool area at the back of the house
Vacuum and clean the back porch that is screened in
Vacuum the inside of the house
That was the list of things that I got done in four hours. Well, I also helped him cement an umbrella clothes hanger in the ground and put up a volley ball net. Then I had to blow all of the grass off the driveway and walkways with a leafblower. The only thing on the list today I didn't get done was painting the rails in the front of the house. He said he was paying me for my work today, so all I could think of all day was "enough money for dinner and a movie.. and not a cheap dinner. Dinner for two, yes".

-All tuckered out

More Piercing Talk

I think I've found a way to get my piercing for free: My Step-Dad's boss (a wealthy and good humoured guy) wants his own nipple pierced. He's in his mid-thirties. I'll casually bring up that subject tomorrow when I'm at work with him, and tell him that I want mine done as well. I'll then say that he can watch, to laugh at my pain, if he pays for the piercing. What's $50 to him? And on top of that, I'll still have what I earned that day working. I'm not saying I'm getting a piercing tomorrow, but any time in the next week is a huge possibility.

The downside to that is, I won't be able to get my piercing done with my "romance partner" in Winnipeg. Writing in this Blog would be so much easier if I'd actually use names of people, it's just a thing I do. Security on the internet and all that stuff, except for when I named the Manager of the Pet Store I worked at, I called her by her first name. So to the special lady in Winnipeg who's waiting for me, I mean no offence when I call you something otherwise :)

Oh, right, back to the topic. The downside to me getting the piercing here in Georgia is that I won't be able to get it if/when she does when I'm in Winnipeg. The good thing to it, though, is that in two weeks when I'm finally in Winnipeg, the piercing will have healed and would be ready to be played with.

Now, about my burn. It does hurt. I've been moisturizing it all day, in hopes that the skin won't peel. Nothing sucks worse than peeling skin with a tan. Just that it looks funny/gross. If anything, it'll be gone in two weeks... if it peels. Hopefully the tan will stick around.

-Thinking of you all day

Another lame quote on my part

Me: Hey, Dad! Look! I laid in the sun for 3 hours today

Him: {Pokes me} Does it hurt. How's it feel?

Me: {Reels back in pain} It feels like burning.

-Did you catch that? I thought you would

I make the effort

Ralph: {skipping with his diorama after coming first place in class} I beat the smart kids! I beat the smart kids! I -- {trips} {unhappy} I bent my Wookie.

Lisa: Hey Ralph, want to come with me and Alison to play "Anagrams"?

Alison: We take proper names and rearrange the letters to form a description of that person.

Ralph: My cat's breath smells like cat food.

-I don't watch enough Simpsons any more

Needs Cash

With the Winnipeg trip only 17 days away, I need some fast cash. Other than selling my body to rich old ladies, about the only way I could think of making some quick cash is to go to work at the shop of the company my step-Dad works for. So tomorrow morning, I'll be at the shop, doing piddley little things like "handing Frank this wrench" or "cleaning up that oil spill" and "sweeping the dirt out of the garage" etc etc. What's the money going to pay for? Well, every little bit helps. If it buys dinner for two and a drive-in movie space, then that'll suit me just fine. If it pays for a piercing, dinner for two and spot at the drive-in, excellent. If it just plain out pays for a piercing, then by all means necessary, something in the world of economics might happen.

Then fun will have to be made by itself. A little cheaper, but fun none-the-less to spend it with someone you want to be with. Oh, I forgot one little detail. The boss still has to say if he needs my help tomorrow. He's a nice guy who's over-generous with his friends. Maybe he'll pay me for what my work is worth, and then throw down $50 USD toward the piercing. Maybe if i tell him I'll video record it so he can see the look on my face when it's happening, and I can mail it to him for his enjoyment, then he'll just outright buy me the piercing. Hehe... *sigh* there I go daydreaming again.

-Just want to show her a good time in her own city

Must be nice

Actually, it is. If you say "It must be nice to sit around a pool all day and listen to music", then common sense would probably tell you it is ;)

Today, I lay on a matress on the pool. I cycled through a 74 minute CD twice. First time through, I was on my back. Second time through the CD, I was on my front. Three days of doing that and do I have a tan? No way. I'm cursed to remain untanned, there's no justice in this world :D

I have a day and a week until I start the drive from Georgia, back to Canada. I'm not driving, so let's call the driver 'Henry' (he doesn't like that name). We go up through St Louis, then to Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Head west from there, and eventually end up back in Canada.

(50 minutes later)
Woohoo :) I just got off the phone long distance. If you're a regular reader, you know what that means. !!! I'm excited !!! Less than 20 days, and I'll be there. I'm legal to get into bars in Manitoba, which means I can buy my own liquor from stores. Oh yeaaah. 18 nights until I've got spikey black hair and red streaks. 18 nights until I'm with her.

-Nipple ring, anyone? They say it might look good on me

Jacks Broken Heart - Against Forgetting

the lesson has been learned
we'll take the spring over this fall
and when it's not getting better,
it's time to grow older.

never forgetting, anything

we try to hold on to why it began
will we survive through this crush
or will we lose touch,
lose sight and just give in.
please don't give in

ready or not
the years will pass
will you know what to do
when it sneaks up on you

they tell you don't pretend
tell them why it began
don't expect them to understand
but expect to tell it all again.

-Oooh, that's deep

18 days, 19 nights

I went to an Atlanta Braves baseball game, tonight. It was a good game, with a final score of 10 to zeeero for Atlanta. I was there with my step-Dad and a work friend. After the game was over, my Dad said, "Boy, there's something wrong with you. All those girls there and we had to point them out to you." And the friend pipes in, "Yeah, you're no fun". But I really didn't feel like looking. I don't know if I'd have even noticed anything if I had looked. They said I was daydreaming the whole time I was there, which is probably true. I was off in LaLa Land. Bordering on fantasy and the baseball game. What was on my mind? My trip to Winnipeg, which I might add is only 18 days, 19 nights away. I can't wait. Oh... I was just daydreaming again. 18 days.

-"Look over there!" "Huh? Over where? What?"
-Oh yeah, ex-prez Jimmy Carter was at the game, too. I had to point him out.

Too True



-Idiots

"Fenix Tx - Threesome"

And if there's nothing left to say
I'll string you along until I get my way
Use all those subtle inquiries
Like I want to know if you aim to please

And if you want to dance
If she wants to lead, I won't mind
Let's try this all again only faster now
Now go ahead and pretend I'm your master now
And if you want to dance, if she wants to lead
I'll go out of my way, I'll do anything
And one word is all I need

And if
You know it's all in your mind
Take your time with this one
You both deserve a good time
In every position that I can think of

If you want to dance, if she wants to leave
I'll go out of my way. I'll do anything
And one word is all I need

Let's try this all again, only faster now
Now go ahead and pretend I'm your master now
And if you want to dance, if she wants to lead
I'll go out of my way to make you believe

-That your love is all I need

Lives at home but never lives there

I've been away from home for a little over two months, let's see if I can make that three. I've got a special little lady waiting for me in Winnipeg. I just called my Dad, I asked him if it was fine. He hasn't seen me at all this summer and I live with him. So he'll front the cash for the ticket and I'll pay him back when I see him in two weeks. There's no going back now, the ticket is non-refundable.

-I'll see you soon

"Box Car Racer - I Feel So"

Sometimes
I wish I was brave
I wish I was stronger
I wish I could feel no pain
I wish I was young
I wish I was shy
I wish I was honest
I wish I was you not I

'Cause
I feel so mad
I feel so angry
I feel so callused
So lost, confused, again
I feel so cheap
So used, unfaithful
Let's start over
Let's start over

Sometimes
I wish I was smart
I wish I made cures for
How people are
I wish I had power
I wish I could lead
I wish I could change the world
For you and me

-Speaking the language of music

My name is

I am an 18 year old virgin. Fairly rare these days? I think it is, according to what everyone else says about me. I'm not a saint; I still wank in bed. And I'm comfortable enough to say that here, even where my Dad's long-term girlfriend can read it (hi delothermum). I party, I think of women. I look forward to my first year of college, because I don't have any hell of a clue what's going to happen. I wonder what my first time having sex is going to be like. I don't wonder about who it's going to be with, because I already know. I am a man, therefor I worry I might be like every other guy and end up hurting the one I love, or whatever strong feeling I should use. I'm just another guy. I'm not too good to be true. Nobody should have to worry about breaking my heart. If you think about how you might break a heart, you'll invent ways to do it. If you start to invent ways to break a heart, you'll end up breaking that heart as a way to justify that you thought you might break a heart. I have faith in people. I have faith in you. I'm 18 years old, 5' 7", 145 lbs. Dark hair, green/yellow/blue/grey eyes (all at once, no contacts). Semi-tan/white skin. I want to feel love, but I don't want to set myself up for a heart break. In relations, I want it all or none. I'm not the kind of person to date more than one person at a time. That makes me feel like a player, and a player is at the bottom of the barrel in my books. In the perfect partner, I look for honesty. She has to be someone I can share my feelings with. Someone I can share anything with. She has to be intelligent and mature. She has to believe in herself, and trust herself. If you don't trust yourself, how is anyone supposed to trust you? She's got to make me smile, and she has to make me want to be with no other girl than herself. Loyal, affirmed, confident.

-But enough about me, let's talk about you

Writing for the sake of writing

I don't know what about. But I'm just writing. It's 2:17am, I'm half-chatting, half-sleeping and half-writing in my blog. So, uh, I'm made up of three halves? I was chatting with a friend of mine from Georgia over AOL, earlier. She's in California with her cousins for the next two weeks. She wishes me good luck and says "You can do it". So it's good to hear what I want to hear from someone. Everyone else is a cynic.. maybe I should look that word up in the dictionary. I think I used it in the right context.

So, 'yesterday' was a 'work around the house' day. Like, mowing the lawn. Ever mowed the lawn in 90*F+ weather and close to '100%' humidity? Neither had I, until today, err, yesterday. Now, 'today' is Sunday. So that means 'grocery day'. I usually only go get groceries with my parents (I'm 18) because it's about the only family activity we do together, short of eating together at the dinner table. So that's my plan for tomorrow, and more lounging around the house listening to music. I also have this funny feeling I'm going to have to clean MY BROTHER'S BATHROOM tomorrow :(

-Super Mario Plumber

Patience is a virtue

I've been waiting for her all day. I know she doesn't get home until 12am, but I've been waiting anyway. Hope it was a good day at work. Hope I don't look crazy 0_o

-Never looks crazy
-PC Whipped: Whooopshhhh

PC Whipped

"MEST - What's The Dillio?"

There's this little girl and I think she's so fine
And I'm not giving up until she is mine
See I want to be her boy and I want her to be my girl
Because since I've met her I been in another world

She was just my friend and now I want more
There's something special to her she's not just another whore I said


What's D D D D Dillio Dillio
What's D D D D Deal Deal

See everybody else has gotten involved
That's not the way this should've evolved
I should have just told you how I felt
But when I'm around you my words just melt

She was just my friend and now I want more
There's something special to her she's not just another whore
I said

What's D D D D Dillio Dillio
What's D D D D Deal Deal

She was just my friend and now I want more
There's something special to her she's not just another whore
She was just my friend and now I want more
There's something special to her she's not

What's D D D D Dillio Dillio
What's D D D D Deal Deal

-Hope it's not illegal to post song lyrics 0_o

Site Update

The flames have 'done me good' for the last 4 or 5 months, but I thought it was time for a change. I'll try this template for a while and see if I like it. It's still got lots of customization to do, mostly adding my n00b counter again, and all the links. Change is good, as the saying goes.

-Changed

You H.O.M.O's suck - Honorable Order of Mactintosh Operators

For the record, I'm not homophobic, unless I'm around someone who's got a thing for Mac computers. Because, you know, Mac users are all... hardcore.. and stuff.

Follow this link to Penny-Arcades "this stuff is simple" parody. I mean, they're so good at parodizing stuff that they make it look simple. I came up with a parody and nobody understood it but me. I TRY TOO HARD! Check out Penny-Arcade's funny stuff->

"I use a Mac because I'm just better than you are. I mean, look at my coffee. This isn't just regular coffee. It's French or something. You, you probably don't even know what France is. My name is Raven, and I'm an elitist asshole."

Now, about the hottie friend; she's going to like this. It's quickly turning from "hottie friend" to "hottie girlfriend". But if it's the gf thing, it has to be done online. We can both wait as long as it takes (under a year) to see each other. Myself, I've gone 3 years since I last saw her, and that was when I last had a girlfriend, but sadly it wasn't her who was my gf. The last four nights, we've kept each other awake... until 5am; me on the webcam an MSN, "Hottie friend" on MSN. It's a little one sided as she gets to see me, but I don't want to force her into getting a webcam, as nice as it would be to see her. I'm all fidgety now just thinking of her. OH! Last night while we were doing the webcam thing, we told each other, "Only until 2am (eastern time)". Well, I was on the webcam and my internet cut out. I was typing and staring into the camera for 4 minutes before it told me I had been disconnected. I was all "Oh damn. What if she's going to bed now? What if she's mad because I just left!?". So I searched all over for her phone number, and I made the Über long distance phone call. From Georgia, USA to Manitoba, Canada. I hope my mom's got a $0.10 a minute plan that works. Now I'm out $7.50, but the "hottie friend" also called me back and charged it to her mom's phone for an hour, as well. I like this, now this year just has to pick up the pace and she'll have graduated and it'll be summer and...

-Hi Delothermum

Lyrical Update

"A New Found Glory - My Friends Over You"

I’m drunk off your kiss
For the another night in a row
This is becoming too routine for me
But I did not mean to lead you on
And it’s all right to pretend
That we still talk
It’s just for show, isn’t it
It’s my fault that it fell apart

Just maybe
You need this
And I didn’t mean to
Lead you on

You were everything I wanted
But I just can finish what I started
There’s no room left here on my bed
It was damaged long ago
Though you swear that you are true
I still pick my friends over you
(My friends over you)

Please tell me everything,
That you think that I should know
About all the plans we made
When I was never to be found
And it’s all right to forget
That we still talk
Its just for fun, isn’t it
It’s my fault that it fell apart

Cuz maybe you need this
And I didn’t mean to
Lead you on

You were everything I wanted
But I just can finish what I started
There’s no room left here on my bed
It was damaged long ago
Though you swear that you are true
I still pick my friends over you
(My friends over you)

Just maybe you need this
You need this
And I didn’t mean to
Lead you on

You were everything I wanted
But I just can finish what I started
There’s no room left here on my bed
It was damaged long ago
Though you swear that you are true
I still pick my friends over you

-Next on my life: A New Found Glory - (Everything I do) I Do It For You

Evil Movie Store

I used to love Hastings until they dissed me last night. I went there with the sole purpose of renting Shallow Hal and so my brother could buy his copy of Neverwinter Nights. There's no Shallow Hal's up on the movie racks, so I ask for the movie up front. Mind you, there's signs plastered up everywhere "If the movie or game rental is not in, we'll give it to you free". So I'm expecting, nay demanding, that Joetard Upfront working the counter either hands over the movie so we could rent it, ala paying money, and take it home to watch. And if he were incapable of doing such a simple task, he could hand over a "free rental" voucher like any good Hastings employee should do. This is what he says to me, "Sorry, we've given away so many today. It's like people are coming in now just to get the movie for free. We're expecting more tomorrow, come back then" and he shoo'ed us out the door.

-Doubley Evil

Prank Calls

While on the phone with "the girl" yesterday, we got on the topic of movies. And like all movie conversations, Star Wars popped up. We mentioned Episode 2, then I said that was the best of the episodes, in my opinion. She mentions Episode 1, so I went on to explain how I'd fallen asleep both times I tried to watch it. She asks how much of it I've seen. So I told her.... are you ready for this? I told her I'd watched it "from the beginning to the fight with the blue balls on the field. No! I didn't mean to say that. Uh, blue energy balls!? Blue spheres! Whatever?"

- Um, can we change the subject... please?

Happy Times

By the way, to those who still don't understand what rhymes with TOAD, this does: System of a Down... SOAD... TOAD. Get it? Nah, didn't think you did. Anyway, I've been having a good time with "the girl". We watched the fireworks at my old school on the fourth of July. I'd have counted that as a first date, except we went with her dad, step-mom and two younger sisters. So that counted more as a "family test".

Oh, about the waterpark :) It was fun, when things got *troubling* I either jumped into the water above my waist (not a good idea to stand waist high in the wave pool) or I closed my eyes and thought of hammers and mallets and sledge hammers. You can imagine what I was thinking of to ease the pressure, but it worked. Not that you want to read about the activity going on in my pants, anyway.

Still listening to SOAD, as well as "Eminem - Without Me" and some Injected. So... yeah. I've really been at a loss for words lately. I can talk to "her" but haven't really talked to any else. I like spending time with "her", and I hope she likes spending time with me. Then the dreaded thought of me leaving in 3 and a half weeks creeps upon me.

-Dreaded, and not the hairy kind

Rhymes with TOAD

So, I've been listening to a lot of System of a Down lately. So much that I've memorized all the words to "Toxicity" and most of the words to "Chop Suey". I've checked with lyrics.com to confirm what I've been lip-synching and it was pretty close. "New, what do you own the world? How can you own disorder? Disorder?" I was actually singing as "No! Nobody else on the world! Nobody else on the sidelines! The sidelines", but I got that cleared up.

Tomorrow I'm supposed to be "having fun" at WhiteWater, Georgia's water park. Girls in bikinis, sure that should be fun. Well, can you spell "guy (me) in flimsy shorts surrounded by eye candy"? 8am I'll be there. Yikes. Don't know when I'll be back, but I think we're all going to make a day of it.

My mom's friend brought over her step-daughter last week. I met her, we exchanged greetings, then sat 15 feet from each other for 30 minutes not saying a word, just listening to the parents conversation. Word gets back to me from my mother, who spoke to her friend, that her step-daughter thinks I'm hot. She's supposed to be stopping by some day after she gets off work, which will be nice. Then we can talk. She works at a nursery, which I keep mistaking as an old folks home. *Reminder: Nursing Home == old folks home. Nursery == plants.

Let's lay out in the sun tomorrow and get burnt

Some people's children

I'd like to start off with a brief description of yesterday:
Great American Scream Machine: 10 minutes
Superman: 60 minutes
Freefall: 15 minutes
Georgia Cyclone: 10 minutes
Log Ride: 5 minutes
Georgian Scorcher: 10 minutes
De Ja Vu: 2 hours, which I wasn't going to wait for
Thunder River: 15 minutes
Ninja: 0 minutes
Acrophobia: 50 minutes
Mind Bender: 5 minutes
Looping Starship: 0 minutes
Batman: 10 minutes
Wheelia: 5 minutes
Most rides lasting less than 60 seconds: Priceless

I spent all day, from 11am to 8pm, yesterday at 6 Flags. It was a hell of a fun day, to say the least. I got to ride every ride there, save for De Ja Vu, which looks dumb anyway. I was ready to leave after 4pm, but my company didn't want to leave for a whole lot later than that. There was plenty of eye-candy to stare at, in the form of bikinis. Bright sun, to burn my skin to a crisp. It was a great day.

My mom talked to my sister about that hottie friend and it turns out my sister was telling the truth. The hottie friend likes me, or the way I was anyway. And the last time she saw me was two years ago. And how much can change in two years? I'll let you do the math. Regardless, if I ever get the chance, I'll treat her like a real lady.

And about the "some people's children" thing, it's pointed toward my (most of the time well-meaning) jackass of a brother. It must be the blonde roots or something, but really people who don't ask for excess information don't WANT IT. For example, when someone asked me how many children my mother has... Well, I'd have said "Five. Three older daughters, then myself and lastly, my brother". But Nooooooooo. My brother has to say "Seven, but two were miscarriages".

-I'm ridiculed in everything I do

Neverinstores Nights

After 4 days of waiting patiently *yep* I found Neverwinter Nights in Hastings. So they can shove that special order of mine down their cacks; whatever that is, but they can still shove it there. Regardless..... whatever. The last few weeks I've been here, I've been hyping my brother up for Neverwinter Nights. He saw videos of the game being played, he saw screenshots after screenshots. There was nothing of the game he didn't see. So today when we found it, he bought it with his money. It was $54.95 before taxes. I don't know the exact tax rate in Georgia, so I'll just guess it came out to $57.99 after taxes -- sure. So he brings it home, starts installing it. I put on Sakura Diaries to watch for the next hour. I end up falling asleep watching the three episodes -- there was no pr0n at all, just a scrub down by titties, some tittie groping and a guy who's receiving the tittie fun from his COUSIN. Back to the topic at hand, my brother started playing NwN after the movie was over. I wouldn't go anywhere near that room, I didn't need any more spoilers than the people in IRC have spouted off already. So, my brother plays the game for the next two hours before he gets bored and says "I don't like that game." "Why not?" I ask. He says "Because it's not at all like Diablo 2" (which he never plays any more). So I say "I'll buy NwN off you for $40" and he says "Sure". I ask him many times afterward "are you serious?" and it turns out he is, so I get $18 off the game. w00t.

While my brother was playing NwN, my sister called from BC, Canadia. Her totally hot friend, from Winnipeg is visiting her, she's been there for the passed week. The last time I had seen her friend, was about two summers ago, maybe three. And she was still a hottie then; imagine three more years to get even hotter (I'd like to imagine anyway) so you can see how I'd really like to see her again. My sister tells me she had talked with her friend a couple nights before for a few hours, and I was the subject. My sister isn't one to bullshit me, so I had to really question if she was screwing with my mind. She insisted over and over that we have to talk when I get back about her friend, etc etc. I still don't know to believe her or not. Sucks I won't get to see that hottie, my plane that takes me home left today at 2:30pm EST, and here it is 8:55pm EST and I'm still in Georgia. Looks like I'm here another month. So, anyway, I talked to her hottie friend for almost an hour today. She was bugging me about the whole missing out thing, and I really wanted to get off the topic. I didn't want to talk about that stuff in case they were fucking with me and I'd come across as an ass to the hottie friend. 'Oh, he likes me. Haha, I'm just playing him but this is fun' because I've had enough of that. Last time something like that happened... I won't get into it. I talked with the hottie friend, and it was all good. She said it's too bad I'll never get to see her this year and blah blah. When I got off the phone with the hottie friend, my sister wanted to talk to me again. I told her to show the hottie friend some recent pictures of me, especially the ones of me in a tuxedo from prom/graduation. Then my sister goes on to say she's serious and we really have to talk. I play it off like "Pfft, yeah right" and she's all "No shitting you. We have to talk". Hottie friend = 20 years old. WiLD2 = 18 years old. Hrmmm, she's got a boyfriend back in Winnipeg. See, they've got me obsessing about it now. Exactly the game they want me to play, or is it a game? Maybe it's real. OH NO.

-Here's looking at you, babe

Koga Ninja Magic, THIRD LEG ATTACK

Igo Ninja Magic Balloon attack counteracts the effects of koga ninja third leg attack. *HUPH* PUFF * HUPH *PUFF* [penis blows up]
Such is a scene from Lady Ninja, a movie I rented out of curiosity. Live action Manga, how corny could you get? It's no where near as good as Iron Monkey 1 or 2, Once Upon a Time in China 1, 2 or 3... It's pretty much at the bottom of the barrel.

Today I spent the latter part of the day driving through town visiting all the stores that might sell computer games, in search of the elusive Neverwinter Nights. Hastings had it in stock, but refused to sell it until tomorrow for fear that "They" will get mad at Hastings for selling it sooner. Circuit City told me they weren't expecting it until "The end of June" which tthe circuit city lady then corrected herself and said "Wednesday (tomorrow) or Saturday". Wal*Mart are a bunch of Cat-Turd burglers and there's no point in asking any one of them. Lastly, K-Mart is full of fucktards, and asking someone in there for some help is like asking "here's a giant monkey wrench, pull my tooth. Please sir, may I have some more." My last resort is charging into Hastings tomorrow morning/early afternoon and grabbing 1 of the 5 copies before they are sold out. 5 copies ordered for the RELEASE of a game?!?! How daft can you be?

-Incomplete ramblings

Undone - the Sweater song

I'm me
Me be
Goddamn I am
I can
Sing and
Here me
Know me

If you want to destroy my sweater
Hold this thread as I walk away
Watch me unravel
I'll soon be naked
Lying on the floor,
I've come undone

Oh no
It go
It gone
Bye-Bye
Who I
I think
I sink and I die

I don't want to destroy your tank-top
Let's be friends and just walk away
Hate you see you lyin' there in your Superman skivvies
Lying on the floor, I've come undone

Credit to Rivers Cuomo and Weezer

Celebrity Blog

Must be cool for Avril Lavigne to be considered a celebrity. After reading her bio she really seems like an (un)ordinary down-to-earth girl. So her blog wins a place on my blogs link, it's there on the left; just look. I refuse to write any more of her in this blog for fear that I'll write myself off as a lovesick fanboy. She's close to my age, the same nationality, total hottie...

A guy can dream, can't he?