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Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Not much going on here lately, Arthur came over and got his bike the other day, that went ok, I really don't know what Arthur was thinking when my Dad was talking to him ~ he didn't say a word...Well up until my Dad was done talking, then he looked over at me and asked how I was doing, and told me that I looked nice. I smiled and said thanks. I don't think our friendship is going any further, especially if my Father has anything to say about it.
I got my nose pierced yesterday (3-2-04). It didn't hurt until we had to puncture the last piece of skin, but even then it didn't hurt that much, I didn't need and pain killers, so yeah. Mom had to talk Dad into letting me do it, she had to make him realize that I'm going to be 18 so it don't really matter.
I got to meet Sam and Melynn, I'm not quite sure what to think of Sam, he don't talk much. Melynn's totally cool, talk about a hippie, and her Mom, Karen, she's even more of a hippie than Melynn. Oh and then there's Emily ~ she is 5 and is like the cutest thing I've ever seen, she looks younger than 5 though.
Oh yeah, I saw Star the other day...Yes the one that "kiss raped" Arthur...I thought she was supposed to be in like Sac. or something like that. Hmmm, I guess not.
your name| 2:01 PM
Monday, February 23, 2004
Well, I transferred over to Castle Rock. Man, I didn't know how many ppl actually wanted me at Sunset, pretty much everyone has been trying to talk me and Christine into going back there. It's like, dude, we need to be able to concentrate on our School work, we can't do that with ppl jabbering in our ears.
Evan gave me Some Algebra, World History, U.S. History, and some Health, oh yeah, and P.E.
Not much else is going on, I heard that there is a Kidnapper/ Child Molester that was released from Pelican Bay Prison, I don't know much about him except that he is an African American. Other than that I know nothing.
Chance was put down, I guess Jason had been letting him run lose and he ended up getting into a fight and killing another dog, he went to the pound, Jason had three days to bail him out but it took $1000 and, well, if you know Jason then you know that there was no way for him to come up with that money, so Chance was put down. It pissed me right the fuck off! That's my Dog's Grandpa, he was like 11 years old, so it's not like he was still a puppy, but shit man, Jason treated those dogs like shit, by dogs I mean both Chance and C.J., C.J. is Sabrina's Dad. I Just don't understand how someone could have so little compassion for their own dog. I love my dog like my own Kid. Well I have a lot of shit to do today so I'm going to get off the computer now, i just thought I would post something since I haven't posted in a while, I think this is a better memory warehouse than the one in my head.
your name| 12:22 PM
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Gawd, I don't know how this day could get any worse, well I guess I could get into a fight and get my belly ring pulled out, that would make the day worse, or Arthur could come over to get his bike and I would have to listen to my Dad yell at him...No that wouldn't make it worse, at this point that would make the day much better.
How my Day started was...Well actually it started at like 11:30 last night while I was watching Freddy vs. Jason, when Chris notified me that Sugar was chewing on Christines wallet, I got pissed and figured well it's her fault, she shouldn't have left it on my comp. desk. Chris tried comparing her to Arthur and when he left his retainer in Sabrinas reach, I said "no Chris that was just plain stupidity and what Christine did was called forgetting that my rat will grab shit from inside her cage, then I went to sleep after the Movie was over and didn't dream of anything at all. I woke up and got into the dryer for my school clothes and come to find out they are mostly still wet, well not the ones I want to wear, but most of the clothes that I dried last night.
But really I fell like my animals make me look bad, like I don't know what I'm doing, or like I don't know how to train them, or something.
I don't think Mama Kitty is pregnant, but I don't really know, she is so small that it's hard to tell. I can't think of anything more to say, so if I do think of something I will type more later.
your name| 7:54 AM
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
God, I don't know what to do about Arthur, but if he removes my blog off his links I'll remove his. I don't understand what his major malfunction is. Why does he fell like his mission in life is to make ppl feel like shit? Does he think that he is not smart or something? I mean what the hell? Making ppl feel stupid may make you feel smart, but it doesn't actually MAKE you smart. It makes you the smaller man. Shit, it's not even worth typing about. I'm going to go because all I can think about is a certain few ppl. (NO ARTHUR IS NOT ONE OF THEM)
your name| 11:18 AM
Sunday, February 08, 2004
Well, a lot has happened since I have posted last...I got in a car wreck, everyone is okay. Christine was with me...We were both a little shaken up. It happened on the 199 just before you hit the 101, Christine said that she has already been in a crash on that road, but it was with a Semi Truck, she said the driver of the Semi was killed. The funny thing is that she was telling us that like 5 minutes before we got into the crash...I don't know if I already said this but the ppl in the other car are okay to. I had seen Finale Destation 2 like two days before we crashed so I'm still a little shook up, I think the crash happened yesterday (2-7-04). The other car was a Mazda Prodishae, we were in the Bonnie. The ppl in the Mazda tried to tell the cop that Mom was drunk, the cop had Mom do three different sobriety tests. 1st he had her follow his pen with her eyes, 2nd he had her touch the tips of her finger really fast with her thumb and 3rd he had her out her feet together and touch the tip of her nose with the tip of her index finger. It was all pretty fucked up. But luckily we are all still alive and well. I guess I need to learn to take things more seriously and stop taking everything for granted, you never know when your time will be up. I have to go to school on Monday and I don't really feel like getting in anyone's car, but I will have to, Christines Mom is going to drive us to school. I'm so thankful. Well it is 9:33pm and I really want to go to bed. I have to get up like just before 6:00am *sighs* damn that is early.........Out.
your name| 9:18 PM
Friday, February 06, 2004
Well here is what Arthur thinks of me...
LOL, I'm reading Danielle's blog--it's pissing me off, not what she wrote, what's annoying me is that it doesn't say when she wrote each post, it just says the time, which is really damn confusing. My head hurts. And there are no links to her archives--basically once an entry is off the main page it can't be read. I wish she'd have it so it posts the date, that would be inordinately helpful. I'm reading Eddie Izzard quotes--I love him. Cake or death? LOL. God--Danielle thought I started smoking. I started PRETENDING to smoke. Small detail. Hm, these entries are from when she was mad at me. Interesting. She dropped her college classes because of me (it was obvious, but this confirmed my logic). Random obscene joke: "I like my women like I like my coffee: ground up and in the freezer." Ah, I'm getting to the more recent entries, she's mentioning the e-mail I wrote her yesterday. Hmm. She got the impression that I was mad at her, hmm. I'm not mad at her, I'm just a bit skeptical about her parents' motives, and I'm disappointed that she's conforming to their every whim. I don't want my "stuff" back, I just want my bike. Everything else was given, the bike was loaned. I didn't think it would really be such a big deal. I think I'm going to go over at five when Jordan comes to hang out and see what her dad has to say. I'm not looking forward to this. I know it's going to be a diatribe that I don't deserve. I don't care what they say, I try to live up to my moral code--unlike some people. I don't mean her parents any disrespect, but when you call yourself a Mormon and disregard pretty much every tenet of the religion, you're not a Mormon. Ersatz religion is an experiment in doublethink. As is religion in general, but it just seemed very inconsistent. Hypocrisy would be the right word. And they never told the other people in their church how they lived. How can one live under a lie? Eh--whatever. Danielle thinks I'm "insane." Whatever. I expect maturity from people and I don't get it. No, now that I think about it, I don't expect maturity, I expect rationality. Logical, reasoned decisions and reasoned arguments. There is no logic to "I'm going to kick _____'s ass." That's ad hominem. For those of you that know what that is, I smile. "Kick your ass" is the Crescent City mentality. I'm not saying that she subscribes to it, but certain anecdotes--like the whole Robert (weird kid with the Mohawk) thing--make me really question her maturity level. I don't mean it as an insult, but pledging to kick someone's ass is not the act of someone who has reached the peak of maturity. Maturity means realizing that fighting doesn't solve anything, and vendettas are simply a waste of time. If you're so consumed with hate for someone, the person you hate is winning because all you're doing is thinking about them. I don't know, maybe I pissed Danielle off, but I don't really know why. I have misgivings about people. I see flaws in people. It's only because I love them that I would logically explain why I think such things, I don't love people any less when I see what I perceive as flaws. Nobody's perfect, but I think that we should all be trying to better ourselves, and that's what I'm trying to help other people do, as I hope many of my friends try to help me to do. I don't know why we're mad at each other--well, I'm not mad at her. I never was. I just thought that the whole situation was lame and created like a laboratory experiment to create drama. And drama has ensued. Cause, effect. The system speeds on. Well, I think I'm going to add a link to Danielle's blog to my links bar so my readers can see the "other side of the argument," if you will. And so you can read all the gravy Eddie Izzard quotes. Hm. I guess I might see her at five.
Ya know, If I was Arthur I would come over by-him-self to get his bike! I wouldn't bring anyone. But that's just me....hmmm, I wonder who knows my Father better, Me or Athur? I don't understand...If he can see flaws in other ppl why can't he see his own...oh yeah I forgot, he's a "guy". What the hell?!? All I want him to realize is that we don't have to be enemies! And why does he have to keep thinking that I'm going to kick his ass...Or anyone's ass for that matter? The only way I would do that is if someone came up to me a socked me in the face, now if he wants to do that, hey, feel free. And he is going to add my blog to his links...I don't want his fagaty ass friends reading my fucking blog. That's the fucking reason All this shit started, because he posted my personal shit on the net, god, he gives anyone he runs into his fucking blog address. If he puts my blog as a link in his blog, I don't know what I'm going to do, but it ain't going to be pretty, and I'm not going to kick his ass!
your name| 8:35 AM
Thursday, February 05, 2004
OMG Arthur is so fucking insane I don't know what to do about his own paranoia, he going off the edge. I don't have a problem giving his shit back to him, why doesn't he understand that? FUCK!!! I'm so fucking pissed! Geez, what should I do? *sigh*
Lora's not here today. Piss me off again. I had an appointment with her and my Mother today, my Mom got sick so I figured that I would see her, my self, today. We also were going to make scrap books today, but Loras child got sick. My Day just get better and better.
I have to be here until Noon today...Fun! I wish I had more energy than I actually do. *yawn* I'm tired. I think I'm going to go write a letter or something.
your name| 9:20 AM
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